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Anna pulled the Wrangler into the garage so we were free to unload it without the threat of anyone seeing Rebecca and me. Once unpacked we had to addressed the hazard that existed in multiple critical rooms of the house, the smooth floor surfaces that were essentially ice rink death traps for those of us walking on hooves. Anna had enough old rugs stored in the garage to put into service in the kitchen and dining room to resolve the issue in those locations; however, there weren’t enough to make our bathroom safe. Anna went to Walmart and picked some up, along with some nonslip shower floor mats, of course, and a cheap wrist watch for me. Rebecca methodically laid out the rugs on our bathroom floor ensuring there were no gaps while I secured the nonslip mats in a similar manner in the shower. It may have looked odd but Rebecca and I didn’t have to worry about eating it when grabbing a bit or taking a piss. We gave each other a crisp high five to celebrate our team achievement. Another issue we needed to quickly determine a solution for was my parents expecting Rebecca and me to come over and open Christmas presents. There was no logical explanation I could provide as to why we couldn’t do that AND why I suddenly couldn’t come home AT ALL for the next 2 months. We had little recourse but to tell them the truth. The three of us sat down at the kitchen table and devised the best way to break the news to my parents. After all, who better to provide insight for the best approach than the mother whose daughter revealed our secret to her by stripping naked in the living room and yelling at her to stare at her crotch while I stood next to her in the nude? Anna confirmed that she would’ve indeed preferred to learn of our curse in a more tactful way but, to be fair to Rebecca, her method was probably the best one she had in the moment without the benefit of being able to plan ahead. After spitballing multiple ideas, Anna came up with a plan that was hands down the best option. I’d call my parents and tell them that Rebecca and I didn’t feel well but that Anna said we should be fine by morning and to invite them over for breakfast tomorrow at 9am. We decided to keep the reveal simple. Our advanced transformation was viewed as a blessing in disguise in that I only needed to show them my cervine hind legs rather than strip down and reveal my buck genitalia to eliminate any doubts to the validity of our story. The reveal would be completed first, followed by regaling them with how it happened. This cut through all the bullshit and avoided the unnecessary detour of going through the whole messy emotional scene of my parents thinking we’re lying, or that we’re on drugs, or that we all needed to be committed. I nervously made the call and my parents were completely understanding and were excited to see us all for breakfast. They had me pass their thanks to Anna for the invite. I ended the call and breathed a HUGE sigh of relief. Unfortunately, now I had to deal with the stress of the countdown to the big reveal. The benefit Rebecca had in breaking the news to her mom was that it was spur of the moment, like ripping off a band aid. I was going to have to dwell on this for the next 15 hours. To help me keep my mind off the impending life altering confession, Anna proposed that I help her make dinner and clean up afterwards. She offered her council or just her ear if I wanted to do all the talking. I got up and gave her a big hug and thanked her for all her support. Not just in that moment, but for everything she’s done for Rebecca and me. Rebecca offered her own unique way of keeping me distracted. She got up, clopped over to me, put her arms around me, and seductively gazed into me with her soft brown eyes. With a soft and alluring voice she outlined her plan. “After you finish helping mom, I’ll take care of your dessert. A hot faun will be waiting in our bed, dressed in…hmmmm…whip cream…chocolate drizzle…topped with a few cherries in…just…the right…places. She so desperately needs your help removing all of that. After dessert, a nice…hot…steamy…shower. You can scrub every inch of her body and touch anything you please…how…ever…you…want. Once she’s clean, she’ll scrub every inch of your body and then give you a slooooow…sooooothing…massage. After that, you’re gonna carry her to our bed where you can do…whatever…you…want…to her.” Rebecca leaned in, positioning her mouth close to my right ear and whispered loudly, “But she really wants to be fucked like doe in heat during rut…and fucked…in the only way…a doe…can be fucked.” Rebecca pulled back and reengaged her seductive gaze. “After that, she wants to be spooned and held in your arms until you both fall asleep.” A large smile grew on Rebecca’s face. “But fair warning, if you happen to get hard from her hot body pressing up against you while you’re sleeping, it’s a good bet she’s gonna take advantage.” Rebecca looked at her mom with a wide smile. “Jesus Christ Becca! Alright, you win!” Anna joked. I sat there incapable of coherent speech. I slowly looked over at Anna still seated to my left with a dumbfounded look, shocked by Rebecca laying out her plan like a demented Dr. Evil, and, in front of her mom of all people. “Don’t look at me, I can’t complete with that! I guess I’ll just eat some lame dessert from the pantry by myself and then go to bed alone with my vibrator.” Rebecca looked down at her mom. “TMI mom, TMI.” she responded with a wide smile. “Oh, oh no. You don’t get to TMI me after you just laid out your plans to turn your bedroom into a sex dungeon. But I think you’ll have him distracted alright.” Anna held out a fist and Rebecca was quick to give it a bump. Look, I know we all had become desensitized by the many open discussions of sex, walking around the house scantily dressed, and many many instances of sex knowing full well Anna heard and knew what was going on, but this was quite the leap from our typical conversations. I was taken back a bit by this scene of Rebecca and her mom openly going back and forth about sex and masturbation and it all involving me in one way or another. Anna looked at me. “You’re sure awfully quiet there Aaron.” she said with a smile. Rebecca reached up and coaxed me to look into her eyes. “I think he’s just saving his mouth for dessert. Aren’t you my love? After he takes care of the whip and toppings, he’s got my honey pot to eat.” She smiled then kissed me deeply before walking away. “I’ll leave you two to dinner. I’ve got some preps to make.” As I assisted Anna with dinner prep, there was lots of chit chat. Most of it was meaningless time filler but there were moments where I seriously picked her brains about the rest of Rebecca’s pregnancy, the birth, and Rebecca and me after we’re restored to normal. Anna was an excellent listener and mentor and not only had this experience brought me and Rebecca so much closer than we could’ve ever possibly imagined, but Anna and I had developed a closeness that nearly rivaled my mom in several ways. I felt like I could talk with her about almost anything. Dinner was yet another fantastic course of Anna’s making, with some assistance from me. At this point, rather than make two separate meals, it was just easier and far healthier for Anna to eat what met the dietary needs of me, Rebecca, and our unborn fawn. Tonight it was baked salmon seasoned to perfection, fried brown rice mixed with a variety of legumes, a mixed salad, and baked apples. At the meal’s completion, Rebecca instructed me to look away as she grabbed some items from the fridge and pantry and then clopped upstairs to prepare my dessert. I remained behind and assisted Anna with the cleanup. We were close to finishing up when my phone sounded off as it received a text. I tapped the truncated message on the Home Screen without a thought to check the sender or message preview. It instantly displayed an angled portrait-oriented selfie of Rebecca lying on her bed, the tip of her right index finger seductively resting on her lower lip, and Cool Whip covering the top portion of her breasts in the photo above its bottom edge. I couldn’t help but stare at it, my imagination running wild as to what imagery existed beyond the photo’s lower boundary. I had completely forgotten that I was standing next to Anna as I ogled her obviously naked daughter on my phone. “Well, looks like your dessert’s ready.” Anna said with a smile. “Oh…um…yeah…wow.” I said, frozen while struggling to string comprehensible words together. “Well, what are you still doin here? Get up there. She definitely needs you more than I do.” I needed no further prodding. I bounded out of the kitchen, through the living room, up the stairs, but came to a screeching halt at Rebecca’s closed bedroom door. I restrained the overwhelming desire to swing the door open and rush in. I instead knocked gently as though lamely playing some gentleman stranger arriving at some unfamiliar door. I was going mad with anticipation to see the hot faun that waited for me on the other side of this door. “Come iiiiinnnnn.” Rebecca responded in a soft sultry voice. I slowly opened the door. The room’s lights were off, illuminated by the soft warm glow from multiple candles lining its perimeter from atop various horizontal surfaces, each emanating a seductive soft scent of fresh roses. An appropriate selection of lovemaking music played softly from a source unknown. On top of her made bed was my love, my mate, a smoke show scantily adorned by a variety of confectionaries. If I could’ve been drawn as an animated character that best fit my reaction in that moment, it would’ve been the old-school wolf whose jaw drops to the floor with eyes bugging out of his head upon gaining sight of a provocative sexy woman. “Took you long enough. I almost started without you.” Rebecca said softly and seductively. I nearly tripped over my own hooves as I slowly made my way over to the foot of the bed, my eyes locked on Rebecca’s smoking hot body, constantly looking up and down her sexy form accentuated by her lustful pose. She was lying in the middle of the bed, propped up on her elbows with the palm of her open hands resting against her lower back, her fingers with red painted nails extending downward outlining the curvature of her upper ass until disappearing between it and the bedding underneath her. Rebecca took great care in her presentation. The beauty of her face was perfectly complimented by the makeup she had applied, given her a model-like appearance, her pouting lips coated by a fiery red lipstick that had me yearning to kiss them. Her long flowing brown hair was brushed perfectly straight, hugging the sides of her head as it flowed straight down behind her shoulders and onto the bed beneath her. Even her fur was meticulously brushed and it especially showed in the longer soft white fur covering her stomach and inner legs, it all lying flat and perfectly straight, following and enhancing the contours of her body. Her fur coat looked amazing. Rebecca’s back was arched teasingly, jutting her bosom. The entirety of each breast was articulately covered by whipped cream and then painstakingly smoothed out, each separated by the soft and smooth skin of her cleavage. Each was decorated with chocolate sauce drizzled in chaotic patterns and ornamented with a small amount of granulated peanuts and multicolored candied sprinkles. Each whip covered orb was tipped with a stemless cherry at their center, serving as a visible metaphor to the nipple beneath them. Her cervine legs were spread slightly, prominently displaying the whipped cream bikini that had also been painstakingly smoothed out and also decorated with chocolate sauce, granulated peanuts, and multicolored candied sprinkles. 4 cherries were precisely and evenly spaced along the top edge of her whip bikini. I was frozen with desire, so much so that I required additional prodding from Rebecca to snap me out of the trance her beauty had me locked in to. “My love? So are you ready for dessert or what?” “Huh? What? I mean…oh yes…oh so bad…oh wow…you’re so fucking hot.” I sputtered incoherently. Rebecca giggled. “Well strip and get yur buns over here and eat up. But you have to start with the two servings up top first. You can choose which to start with.” I stripped with such speed and force that I might have torn my clothes a bit. I quickly moved to the bed and laid next to my stunningly hot girlfriend. I positioned myself above the abstract art of her left breast. I then slowly slid my tongue along its underside and then up to its center where I took the cherry nipple and its whip foundation into my mouth before suckling on the erect nipple lying in wait underneath. Rebecca subtly moaned in reaction to the erotic method of consumption. I swallowed the first cherry and then proceeded to slowly lap away at the tasty covering remaining on her left breast. As I finished devouring the first serving of my dessert, Rebecca closed her eyes and savored the sensations racing from every nerve ending my tongue traversed. I didn’t want to risk messing up Rebecca’s hard work dressing her body, so I got up and clopped to the other side of the bed, laid down next to her, and positioned myself over the confectionary artwork adorning her right breast. Rebecca looked at me with a seductive smile. “You really should share this next cherry with me.” I lowered my mouth and gently plucked the cherry from its place with my lips. I moved up to Rebecca’s gorgeous face and presented it to her. The sweet smell of my favorite Jasmine perfume caressed my senses as she slowly leaned forward and pressed her lips against mine while taking the cherry into her mouth. Rebecca kissed me deeply and then pulled back slightly. “Mmmmmm. Now finish up so you can have you last two servings down below.” Her warm minty breath caressed my cheeks as each word flowed from her full and luscious fiery red lips. I moved back down to her right breast and quickly finished up, yearning to sample the pièce de resistance that was her honey pot. My fondling of her soft and gorgeous breasts with my tongue had not only sent Rebecca’s arousal climbing, but mine as well. My deer cock was growing hard, slowly emerging from its sheath. Unfortunately, sausage didn’t pair well with this buffet of delights, so I was going to have to bide my time. “My my you sure are hungry. Ya know, I have a problem I think you can help me with. My bikini reeeeeaaaally needs to come off. And wouldn’t ya know it, it’s just too far for me to reach.” I eagerly rushed to aid her. I moved down along the bed’s surface paralleling the right side of Rebecca’s body and once my head was even with her knee (formerly mid-thigh), I heard Rebecca’s soft and seductive voice above me. “Here, let me help you find your way.” she said while lifting her right leg up and over me, inviting me to position myself between her cervine hind legs. After positioning myself accordingly, she lowered her right leg to the bed and spread both legs wide, presenting me with my final two servings of dessert. Amongst the multiple scents hitting me, I easily detected her distinct nectar. I moved up to her pelvis and slowly slid my tongue through her pubic area to one of the cherries resting at the top of her bikini. Rebecca cooed above me as my tongue scooped up the whip as it slid through her soft white fur. I repeated my long laps from the bottom to the top of her whipped bikini, taking in any cherry I happened upon. Rebecca’s breaths were deepening as my attentions in close proximity to her sex fanned the flames of her arousal. Once I removed the entirety of her tasty bikini, I used a dampened towel Rebecca had set aside for me to clean my face of the smeared confectionery to prevent medical issues for Rebecca induced by the consumption of my fourth serving. I then repositioned myself a little lower and planted gentle kisses starting at the middle her former inner right thigh, slowly moving towards her vulva. I softly kissed the lips of her pussy and then moved to the middle of her former inner left thigh where I replicated my kisses towards to her vulva. I slid my arms under her legs, and then wrapped my arms around the top of them in preparation for what I desired most. The effects of my attentions were evident by the increase in Rebecca’s scent tantalizingly emanating from her sex. I slowly kissed and softly licked all around her lips, slit, and clit, the edge of my lips and the tip of my tongue only making the tiniest amount of contact as I moved around her sex. This insanely teasing contact had Rebecca begging me to eat her out, announcing that my fourth serving was ready. I extended my tongue down and over my chin and the gently placed it flat against the base of her vulva. I slowly pulled it upward along her slit and Rebecca squirmed while releasing a moan of approval. I then duplicated the act centered along her right labia and then her left. I repeated the erotic stimulation several more times, alternating between each lip and her slit. Once I had Rebecca panting, I pressed my tongue past her folds and into her wet tunnel. As I traced my tongue along the outermost walls of her vagina, it wasn’t long until Rebecca was begging me to tend to her clit. I moved up to the top of her slit and gently located her button with my tongue. I massaged it softly, side-to-side at first and then up and down. Rebecca gave up her sexy propped-up pose and fell flat against the bed, her arms extending above her, clutching and grasping at the pillows as pleasurable sensations enveloped her body. Sensing she was getting close, I changed tactics to push her over the edge. I licked my lips to lubricate them before making a small “O” shape that was slightly bigger than her clit. I pressed my “O” over Rebecca’s clit and gently sucked on it. I alternated sucking and releasing it rhythmically, pulling her clit in and out of my mouth and releasing it. I adjusted my pace based on Rebecca’s vocalizations and body reactions. I started slow and gradually sped up as Rebecca’s panting and subtle pelvic thrusts against me increased in frequency. It didn’t take long before Rebecca crashed into a hard orgasm. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she moaned loudly through deep breaths as she came, her pelvis bucking hard against my face, in time with each contraction of her vagina. I held myself tight against her to continue my assault and savored the flavor of her O’s juices. As Rebecca descended from her peak, I pulled back and relished the aftertaste and scents of her sex. Down below, it was getting hard to ignore my painfully hard deer cock. I was hard as a nail and oozing precum; a wet spot had developed on the bed marking where my tip had been pressed while tending to my lover’s pussy. Although not now, I knew it would eventually get the penetration it painfully strained for. I looked up between Rebecca’s legs, past her panting body, towards the beautiful face of my lover, which I could not see beyond her breasts rising and falling with each of her panting breaths. “Well, I hope my dessert was as good for you as it was for me.” I remarked with a large smile. “Holy fuck!…[pant]…I need to…[pant]…make you…[pant]…dessert more often!” Rebecca paused for a moment to collect herself more. “Come here…[pant]…and kiss me.” she commanded. She raised her left leg over me to provide me an exit and I squirmed my way up the bed parallel to her left side with great care, having to compensate for my rock-hard deer cock. Once head-to-head, she caressed the sides of my face in her hands. “I want to taste me on your lips.” she demanded and pulled me into a deep French Kiss. When she attempted to guide me onto my back, that’s when she discovered my painfully hard member oozing with desire for her attention. “Oh my. Look what I found.” Rebecca teased with a seductive grin. “Looks like dessert for me. Awww, you shouldn’t have.” She reached down and gently and slowly slid her right hand along the underside of my erect deer cock from its base to its tip. I exhaled a soft moan of approval. Rebecca suddenly took on a more serious tone. “For this next part, I need you to pay close attention and follow my instructions exactly. I promise…you’re sooooo gonna love this.” she concluded with a smile. Rebecca had me stand next to the bed while she laid down on her back. She positioned herself so that her body was lying across the bed with her neck resting against the edge of the mattress and head hanging over the side. “Now my love, I’m going to deepthroat your cock. But I need full control of your hips, no thrusting, and no resisting my control or you could hurt me or my teeth could hurt you. I might gag a few times, but it’s OK as long as I have full control. I’ll pull you out if I need to.” My overwhelming anticipation was suddenly transformed into hesitation. “Uhhhhh, so you sure you wanna do this?” “Oh yeah. Trust me my love. Relax and let me control your body and I’m gonna have you cryin in pleasure.” “Well, since you put it that way.” I leaned down and kissed her deeply, Tobey Maguire Spider-Man upside down alleyway style, a first for both of us. As I went to pull away, Rebecca quickly placed her hands on each side of my face and held me there and we continued to kiss passionately for a while longer. Once satisfied, she released me, and I pulled back slowly with closed eyes, savoring the moment we just experienced. I gazed deeply into her soft brown eyes. “God I love you.” I declared with a soft smile. Rebecca returned my smile. “I know.” she stated matter-of-factly, knowing full well I’d get the Han Solo and Princess Leia reference, and of course I did. “God damn, I just fell even more in love with you!” I said with a wide smile. She tilted her head back and guided me into position so the tip of my cock was in front of her mouth. She had me crouch down a bit and lean forward while placing my hands on the bed to adjust the angle of my upward pointed deer cock. Rebecca placed her left hand on my hip, gently gripped the shaft of my stiff deer cock with her right, and pulled the tip against her lips. “By the way, I want you to cum in my throat, not my mouth. But warn me before you cum.” she added and before I could respond, she wrapped her lips around my tip and began licking it and sucking at my precum. I moaned and groaned as she assaulted the sensitive nerve endings of my tip. Rebecca paused briefly to relish my taste before placing her right hand on the other side of my hip. She then slowly pulled me towards her, carefully taking in my cock while assessing the angle’s correctness and concentrating on relaxing her throat muscles. I closed my eyes and focused on every detail of every single sensation as every one of my 8 inches slowly slid into her warm and wet mouth; the top of my shaft sliding along her soft and wet shifting tongue, the penetration into her throat, and the smooth and soft tissues of her esophagus wrapping around the first 4 inches my member. Rebecca held me there for a moment, adjusting to the sensation of having deep throated the entirety of my fully erect deer cock. Her lips rested against the skin of my sheath, the tip of her nose tickled by the hairs of its soft white fur as she breathed in and out of her nostrils. The slightly smaller girth of a buck’s penis provided Rebecca the benefit of being able to breathe with my cock lodged in her throat. Satisfied with the angle, she slowly pushed back on my hips, withdrawing my cock until its tip reached the front of her mouth. Rebecca slowly pulled me back in and pushed me back out several times, emulating a thrusting motion, while experimenting with the depth and angle at which she took me in. I was putty in her hands. I simply gave her total control of my lower body and basked in the tremendous rewards of pleasure and erotic satisfaction. The next time Rebecca pulled me in, she triggered her gag reflex, sending her throat into spasms but she remained calm and kept breathing. My experience of the unpleasant event for Rebecca was entirely different. I groaned loudly as I was sent into a state of erotic bliss as the soft tissues of her throat muscles contracted and spasmed chaotically around the portion of my deer cock lodged in her throat. The sensations were so indescribably amazing. I nearly shot my load right then and there. Rebecca took a moment to recover and then slowly resumed thrusting my hips. She experimented with moving her tongue from side to side and pressing it upward against my shaft as it slid back and forth. She had me panting and groaning and I was soon racing towards my peak. This woman was providing me with one of the most incredible sexual experiences of my life. Unbeknownst to me, she had researched and practiced this technique as a Christmas present to me while at the cabin but the transformation kinda put a damper things. “Oh my God!...[groan]…I’m gonna cum!” Rebecca quickly took a deep breath through her nostrils, gripped my hips tight, and pulled me in as deep into her as she could. Her lips pushed my sheath skin back another couple inches as her face pressed tightly against my crotch, sending an additional 2 inches of my tensing deer cock into her throat. I grunted and groaned loudly as I came, my deer cock pulsing in her mouth, against her tongue, and against the walls of her throat as rope after rope of my semen shot deep into her esophagus and stomach. I clenched my fists tight, grabbing fistfuls of bedding as my entire body tensed in orgasm, my tail pressed firmly into my ass crack. I fought the urge to buck my hips, and although not 100% successful, Rebecca wasn’t harmed. As my orgasm subsided, she pushed me back a few inches for fresh air, but held me there, relishing the sensation of my deer cock in her mouth and throat as I panted above her. It was quite the sight to look down and see her upside-down head with my deer cock in her mouth with what looked like a smile dressed about its shaft. After a moment, she pressed her lips tightly around my shaft and then slowly pushed back on my hips until only the first couple inches of my cock remained inside her mouth. Rebecca gently wrapped both hands around my shaft and licked and sucked the remaining drops of cum from me. Each lap of her tongue and suck of her mouth repeatedly tensed all the muscles in my pelvis and I moaned from the sensations of it all. Satisfied, she pulled my slowly softening member from for mouth. “Aaaaahhhhh. I love your taste my love.” Rebecca announced. Awash in the bliss of one of the best orgasms of my life, I couldn’t muster a response. I simply fell to the bed, panting next to her. Rebecca sat up, wiped her mouth with her forearm, and slowly rubbed my back. “Was that good for you?” “Holy shit…[pant]…you have no idea. [pant] That was unbelievable.” Rebecca sat there for a few minutes, slowly rubbing my back while I recovered my strength. She looked down at herself and smiled, her breasts and pelvic area covered in the smears of my saliva and uneaten whip, chocolate sauce, and ice cream toppings. Curious, she lifted her right boob up enough so that she could give it as lick and sample the concoction. “Mmm, not bad.” she said to herself. Rebecca decided she was ready to get cleaned up and gave my ass a couple playful smacks. “Alright, shower time!” she declared. She bounded out of bed and began prepping the bathroom, turning on the shower to get water nice and hot, and then lighting her prestaged candles. Rebecca returned to the bedroom and blew out all the candles. “Come on my love. Get your hot ass in that shower.” she ordered playfully. I complied and followed her into bathroom as she turned out the lights. Much like our bedroom, its perimeter was outlined with candles but released the soothing scent of vanilla vice roses like those in our bedroom, another one of my favorite scents. I couldn’t believe the lengths Rebecca had gone to simply provide me with a much-needed distraction. Rebecca took my hand and led me into the shower. As I closed the glass door behind me, she stepped under the soothing stream of hot water and rinsed away the remnants of her very creative and tasty dessert. Satisfied she was rinsed enough, she pulled me into her and under the water and we kissed deeply. She then instructed me to rinse while she prepped her loofa. When I finished, she handed it to me. “You know what to do. Get to work.” she playfully commanded. As she stood there facing me, I scrubbed every inch of her human skin. Arriving at her breasts, I scrubbed them thoroughly and then gently ran the loofa back and forth across her right nipple while I groped her left breast and pinched its nipple. Rebecca closed her eyes and tilted her head back as a soft moan escaped from her lips. I moved to her backside and made quick work of it and then allowed her to rinse. She grabbed the bottle of animal fur shampoo, had me hold out my hands, and squirted some onto both. “Now the fur.” She looked me in the eyes. “And don’t forget my pussy, but be careful, don’t get any inside.” I did as instructed and provided multiple playful squeezes to each side of her ass in turn. Once the task was complete, I blocked her from accessing the stream of hot water. “May I have the pleasure of rinsing you my love?” I requested. Rebecca was caught off guard by my request and smiled. “You may.” She suddenly pointed her right index finger into my chest. “But ya better do a good job or you’ll be punished.” I stepped out of the way but she just stood there, staring at me with a wide smile. “Are you gonna get under the water or what?” I asked. “Rinsing is your job, remember. Make it happen.” I nodded and returned her smile. I took her hands into mine and gently pulled her towards me under the water and let gravity do its thing. I ran my hands through her fur to assist the water with rinsing away every trace of suds. Erring on the side of caution, Rebecca took care of her vulva while I took care of her cervine legs. Once her front was rinsed clean, I spun her around facing away from me and took care of her backside. After I finished, I rinsed my hands thoroughly. I then pressed my body against her backside while wrapping my arms around her stomach. “Oh darn.” I said as I rested my jaw on her right shoulder. “Oh darn?” she replied confused. “It looks like I missed a couple spots.” I explained as I slowly slid my hands flat against her skin and up her abdomen. “Oh yeah. Right here.” I continued as my hands slowly and gently slid over her breasts. I took her nipples between my fingers and gently pinched and pulled at them. Rebecca titled her head back onto my left shoulder and exhale deeply as water poured over her face and down the front of her curvy body. I gently kissed her neck and nibbled on her right ear as I continued erotically massaging her breasts and teasing her nipples. Rebecca’s breathing became deeper with an increased cadence. “Oh darn.” I whispered into her right ear. “What?…[pant]…You missed…[pant]…more spots?” I slowly slid my right hand down her abdomen. “Naw. You didn’t do a very good job…cause you missed a spot right here.” I whispered as my right hand slid down and over the lips of her vulva and then gently back and forth while my left hand continued working her left breast. “What should…[pant]…we do…[pant]…about that?” “Well, these are sensitive parts. I think a thorough inspection is warranted.” I said as I traced my middle finger along the length of her slit while pressing it between her folds. Rebecca cooed at the sensation. I placed my hand flat against her pussy and inserted my middle finger and then slowly moved it back and forth. “Yes…[pant]…yes…[pant]…an inspection.” she replied with great difficulty. As I gently massaged the walls of her vagina, Rebecca began bucking into my hand to enhance the sensation as her arousal continued building. I slipped my index finger inside and employed a come here motion with both fingers while focusing on her G-spot and that quickly intensified her panting and moaning. As her climax approached, Rebecca leaned more against me, forcing me to bear more of her weight as her legs started giving out and involuntary opening to offer deeper penetration. I withdrew my fingers and retasked my middle finger with stimulating her clitoris. In moments, she was on the precipice of orgasm and moaning loudly. I modified the pattern of my assault to her love button and her body quickly tensed as she screamed in pleasure as her climax crashed through her. I slid my fingers back in to feel the smooth tissues of her pussy clamping down on my fingers as the waves fantastic orgasm shot through her body. Her pelvic thrusts against my hand slowed as did the intensity of her panting and moaning. I wrapped my arms around her abdomen and gently kissed her neck while she recovered. “I love you so much Becca.” I said softly into her ear. “I…[gasp]…love you…[gasp]…too. Oh my…[gasp]…that never…[gasp]…gets old.” A few moments later, Rebecca had regained enough of her strength to stand on her own. She having been fully serviced in every way possible in regards to cleanliness and pleasure, I was now on deck. She kissed me deeply and then grabbed my loofah and lathered it up. Rebecca scrubbed my areas of human skin and then directed me to rinse off the suds. She took care of my fur next, scrubbing every inch while taking great care with my sheath and testicles. “May I rinse you my love?” Rebecca requested. “You may…but you’d better do a good job.” “Ooooo, what’s happens if I do a shitty job?” she posed with a smirk. I gave her ass a stiff but playful smack. “I think a serious spanking would be in order.” Rebecca smiled seductively. “Well, that’s not much incentive for me to do a good job now is it?” She playfully pushed me under the stream of water and aided it in my rinsing. Once complete, Rebecca pulled me into her and kissed me deeply. We wrapped our arms around each other and kissed passionately as the hot steamy water fell over us. Achieving her desired kiss requirement, she pulled back away from me slightly and looked at me lustfully. “I better make sure I did a good job.” Rebecca lowered herself down the front of my body, sliding her hands over my body’s surface as she traveled. Arriving at my crotch, she took my testicles into her right hand and leaned in, gently pressing her lips against them. She kissed them multiple times before carefully taking one into mouth and gently sucking. I moaned in approval. She tended to them in this manner for several minutes before ceasing her attention. “Well, I think these area satisfactorily clean.” Rebecca repositioned herself at my sheath a little disappointed that my deer cock had not began making its appearance. She planted kisses around its base and then inserted it into her mouth. She lightly sucked, trying to coax out my hidden member. My cock responded immediately to her attention. Within seconds she felt my tip pushing into her mouth. Rebecca immediately pulled back. “There you are!” she exclaimed. Rebecca briefly looked up at me with a devious smile and then reinserted my hardening member into her mouth and giving it several hearty sucks before withdrawing it once again. She wiped away the water cascading onto her face from my body above to temporarily prevent it from impeding the view of her intended target. Tongue extended, she slowly drew it along the underside of my hardening deer cock as it slid from my sheath drawing another moan from me above her. Rebecca gently cupped and pleasurably massaged my hanging orbs as she continued to slowly torture me erotically with her tongue, attacking from different angles along the warm skin of my cock. She had my arousal building fast and I was moaning at regular intervals. [Brief segway] One thing Rebecca and I truly enjoyed from our transformations was the extremely high sexual stamina and libido our cervine sex organs provided us. Whether it was a side effect of being human/deer hybrids or a capability bestowed upon us by Zână to help ensure we were capable of meeting our daily sex requirement, we didn’t have a clue. As 18-year-olds, we didn’t give a fuck. The ability and desire to have sex multiple times every day was pretty fucking cool. On an emotional level, it also fostered a closeness between Rebecca and me that few if anyone else possessed. [Segway over] Once fully erect, Rebecca immediately ceased her erotic assaults, shot up from below, and Frenched me deeply but for only a short moment before pulling back. “No, no, no. You’re not blowing your load here. I want you inside me.” Rebecca looked at me achingly. “Carry me to our bed my love and take me.” She suddenly became distracted by my hard deer cock pressed firmly against her abdomen and pelvic area, far too close to her extremely aroused pussy to be ignored. She pressed her body against it with feverous desire. “Fuck the bed! Fuck me right here! Pick me up and fuck me right now!” she demanded in her tremendously lustful state. I sure as hell didn’t need to be told twice. I was hard as could be and ready to satisfy her lust. I put my hands under her ass and Rebecca wrapped her arms around my neck in preps to assume the position she suddenly craved. She leaped up while I saw to it she cleared the tip of my deer cock. I forcefully pressed her up against the wall with a thud and Rebecca squealed the moment the cold wall came into contact with the wet skin of her back. The wall took the brunt of her weight, her legs clamped tightly above my hips to keep her body lifted while I guided the tip of my cock to the lips of her pussy pining for penetration. In a collaborative effort, we slowly lowered her body, the both of us gasping and groaning in delight as my hard member slid past the delicate folds of her entrance and into the soft and warm embrace of her tunnel. The pressure in Rebecca’s pelvis produced an immediate flood of euphoria, sending her blood pumping and her heart racing as shivers shot through her body. At full penetration, Rebecca hugged me tight with her head resting next to mine. “Mmmmm. Let’s stay like this for a bit. It feels so wonderful.” she whispered into my ear. I rested my head next to hers and together we held our position firm. We each focused on the glorious sensations signaled to our brain from our intermingled sexes. Rebecca luxuriated in the sensations of full penetration. The pressure exerted on her cervix, the overwhelming feeling of fullness, a fullness she had become desperate for that scratched an intense and irresistible itch. I basked in the soft caress of my penis by the stretched soft tissues of her vagina, the subtle differences in the texture of her walls and variations of pressure along various parts of my hard shaft. I could feel precum slowly oozing from my tip and mixing with the warm wetness of her warming sex. Subtle changes and shifts in our body’s positions produced tingles of pleasure as the most sensitive parts of our sex rubbed against the other’s, inducing deeper breaths from us in response. Although we were out of reach of the soothing embrace of the shower of hot water behind us, the genesis of steam convecting throughout our enclosure in combination with our shared body heat kept us comfortably warm. We remained in our sexually explicit hug for several minutes, intimately locked together as though two lovers that had just been reunited following years of separation. Our love ran so incredibly deep, even the most skillful poet would struggle to find the appropriate vocabulary to accurately capture our shared connection. We had seeming found love in its truest and purest form and we were ever so grateful to have it. Rebecca leaned back a bit and locked eyes with me as though peering into my soul with passionate intimacy. “I love you so fucking much Aaron.” she stated with great fervor as tears filled her eyes. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.” I softly caressed the left side of her face with my right hand and, gently with my thumb, wiped away the solitary tear running down her cheek. “I don’t know what words to use that could express how much I’m deeply in love with you Rebecca.” I responded softly. She placed her hands against each side of my face and then kissed me deeply. Rebecca then tilted her head down enough to break the connect of our lips. “Now fuck me hard please.” she requested with a salacious smile. Her sense of pleasant fullness promptly turned into rapidly forming tingling sensations and warmth as I began pounding into her as different parts of her vagina were stroked in subtly varied ways with slight changes in the angles of my cock sliding back and forth inside her. Unlike Rebecca, my arousal was outpacing her own, the ascent to my peak NOT abated by our soaking session. The volume of Rebecca’s moans quickly increased and she leaned back against the wall, her left hand bracing against the tile wall and her right braced against the exterior glass wall caked with thick condensation. The fingers of her right hand left their tracks through the removal of condensation from the glass as they slid down its surface as though paying homage to Rose and Jack’s sex scene in “Titanic”. Her firm breasts bounced on her chest in response to each of my impassioned thrusts as her head turned back and forth against the wall with loud moans and gasps letting loose from her gaped mouth. Rebecca’s eyes were loosely closed, relishing the pleasures of her building O. A deep groan rang out from me as I came, echoing off the hard flat surfaces of our steamy confined space. My pelvis pounded with great intensity as my deer cock pulsed within Rebecca’s depths. She was on the brink like a rubber band stretched to its limit, and shortly after, it was suddenly snapped broken by the sensations of my cock twitching inside her as my hot seed was released. Massive explosions of heat and pleasure erupted and radiated outward through every sense of her being. Rebecca screamed in all consuming pleasure, greatly outmatching the far deeper groans of my own climax. Her trembling cervine legs gripped me tight and her fingernails clawed at the walls upon which her hands rested. As the last bit of my seed was being coaxed out by her pulsing vagina, the pace and intensity of my thrusts began to wane. We both slowly began the transition from orgasm to afterglow with screams, moans, and groans gradually evolving into pants and deep breaths to satisfy our body’s lingering increased demands for life-giving air. I collapsed against Rebecca and rested my head facing her’s on her left shoulder. She wrapped her right arm around my back and brought her left hand up to the back of my head, cradling me while gently running her fingers through my hair while sliding her right hand up and down through the fur of my lower back. My deer cock slowly softened and began retracting from Rebecca’s vagina, its friction along her soft tissues at times coaxing subtle flinches from her body and moans of pleasure from her mouth. We remained in our embrace for another 5 minutes or so, enjoying our very intimate standing cuddling session. My now flaccid member back in its home and our cervine legs tiring, I carefully lowered Rebecca to her hooves. We took turns rinsing under the soothing hot water in part to get warmed up but mainly to remove from our fur the shared fluids from our coupling. Once we were satisfied, I shut off the water while Rebecca opened the shower door and grabbed one of the towels from the wall mounted hooks just outside. “Uh, you only grabbed one?” I asked confused. “Well, yeah, your gonna dry me off.” she replied as though plainly obvious. I complied and completed the task with great thoroughness. She took the now damp towel from me and wrapped it around her body beneath her armpits. She then grabbed a smaller towel and tended to her hair. “Sooooo do I get to dry off?” “Keep your fur on. I’ll get to you in a minute. Sheesh, so impatient. Just admire your hot girlfriend’s body and be thankful you get to watch.” she teased. After a few minutes, she grabbed the last remaining towel from its hook. She directed me to move this way and that and maneuvered my limbs into positions to her liking as she dried me off. After a couple playful squeezes of my ass, she let out a loud screech as I scooped her up into my arms. “What the fuck are you doin?!” she chuckled in surprise. “We’re not quite done yet.” I stated as I carried her out of the shower. I took great care not to bang her head or body parts while navigating the restricting doorways. I carefully deposited Rebecca across the middle of the bed. I relit all the bedroom candles and then went back to the bathroom and extinguished those. Returning to Rebecca, I found her towelless and lying back propped up by her elbows much in the same way I found her earlier but minus that outfit of tasty confectionaries and cherries. “So big boy, got enough in ya for round three?” she asked with a seductive grin. A big smile grew on my face. “Ohhh…you’re dead.” I moved next to the bed at her feet. I leaned down and slowly spread her cervine legs wide to reveal her sweet sex. “With your scent, I could go for days.” I moved in and slid my hands under her ass, gasping it tight. I slowly slid my tongue up along her slit and Rebecca tilted her head back with closed eyes and gasped. I slowly lapped at her pussy, building her arousal and the scent I knew I could count on to drive me to be hard in no time. I did just enough to get her juices literally flowing to intensify her scent. The process had Rebecca squirming, panting, and moaning but I intentionally held back to prevent her from achieving orgasm. It wasn’t long before I got the erection we so desperately sought. I removed myself from her sex and Rebecca immediately lifted her head to ascertain why my attention had ceased. “See anything you like?” I inquired as I stood there presenting my erection with fisted hands placed on my hips as though in some sort of lame erotic superhero pose. “Oh, it’s my hero! Super Cock! Are you here to rescue me from the evil clutches of the dreaded…uhhh… Terrible Hornies?” We both chuckled at the horribly lame super hero and villain names she came up with on the fly. “Yes, I’m here to rescue you…uhhh…using my favorite technique, deer style!” I replied while flashing my eyebrows. “Please hurry! I’m so wet! I need that lifesaving cock!” she pleaded playfully. I grabbed Rebecca by her legs and carefully pulled her to the bed’s edge and then flipped her onto her stomach. I pulled her towards me and she planted her hooves on the floor, her arms outstretched above her on the bed. I placed the tip of cock against her pussy and pushed in until my body met hers. Rebecca cooed in approval. I grabbed Rebecca by the waist and began thrusting. Rebecca was quickly panting and moaning but wanted more. “Oh…oh…oh…harder…oh…harder!” she demanded. I complied and began jackhammering vigorously. It wasn’t long after that her legs began to tremble at the onset of her fourth O of the day. Rebecca loudly vocalized its arrival and she tore at the bedding with her hands as the waves of pleasure raced through her body. I kept at it but I was still far from the finish line. Her next orgasm quickly brought me close to my peak as her vagina pulsed and gripped at my cock. After coming down from her now fifth O, she was ready for me to be done. She concentrated on flexing her pelvic muscles to stimulate me further and that was the final touch that finally brought me to the brink. Rebecca was relieved to feel my unrelenting member finally tense within her. I groaned loudly as my deer cock pulsed as it finally shot my semen into her depths. Rebecca moaned more deeply at the sudden warmth added to my penetrations. Once Rebecca’s pussy milked the last drops from me, I slowly laid on top of her as my deer cock softened and retracted from inside her. After a little while, I got the sense that my body’s weight was making Rebecca uncomfortable. I got up but before I could lay down next to her, she did the same and stood next to the bed. “What are you doing?” I asked. “I want to lay on the cool sheet so you can do the last thing required of you.” Rebecca pulled back the bed’s covers. “Well, don’t just stand there, get your butt into bed.” I did as instructed but once I laid on my back, Rebecca was quick to correct me. “Ah ah ah, you didn't lay the right way.” She pointed in the direction she wanted me to face and I complied. She got in and snuggled her backside up against my front as I wrapped my arms around her. We each sighed in complete satisfaction from the marathon of sexual activity we had completed. We were both exhausted. “So in the shower when I told you that I didn’t know what words to use to express how much I love you, I found something that comes close.” I looked over to the nightstand next to the bed behind me where I had placed my phone while relighting the candles. “Hey Siri, unpause.” A second later my phone began playing “The Air That I Breathe” by The Hollies. I held Rebecca tight as she intently listed to the lyrics of the song. She barely made it halfway through the chorus when she began snuffling and fighting to hold back her tears. She took my hands into hers and planted a kiss on them before pressing them tight against her chest as occasional tears fell from her eyes. At the song’s end I told Siri to stop. Rebecca moved away from me and then turned over facing me as she snuffled. She looked at me lovingly and smiled. “You asshole, you can’t do sappy shit like that with my double female hormones all over the place.” She moved up to me and kissed me passionately. We laid there for a while holding each other while passing the time with idle chit chat. The room was a little chilly and we faced a bit of a conundrum. While the furless portions of our body (chest, arms, and upper back) were chilled, the rest of our body covered in fur was plenty warm enough. We pulled just the sheet over us but quickly found ourselves getting too warm thanks to the efficiency of our winter fur coats trapping our body heat. Rebecca came up with the solution for each of us to use some blankets from the living room used by individuals unlike us to snuggle in on a cold winter’s night. She fetched one for each of us and they perfectly met our needs. We each covered the fur-free part of our body before Rebecca snuggled up to me, laying her head on my chest and draping her left leg and arm over me. We remained that way and fell asleep. I was awoken at some unknown time in the middle of the night by the sensation of something warm and wet repeatedly sliding along the shaft of my apparently erect deer cock. This was accompanied by soft moans from Rebecca. As I attempted to get my bearings, I let out a soft moan myself, induced from the pleasure of the perceived sensations. Blinking open my eyes, the room was dark, the candles all having exhausted their wicks. I could feel Rebecca’s weight on my cervine legs, her pelvis thrusting gently into them. I looked down my body. There was just barely enough ambient light for my night vision to discern the features of Rebecca licking my cock. She was propped up by her right arm, her left disappearing under her and between my legs. “What are ya doin down there?” I asked softly in my groggy state. Rebecca looked up my body. “Well, certainly took you long enough. I warned ya I’d take advantage if ya got hard and woke me.” I smiled. “Yeah…yeah ya did.” Rebecca ascended my body, her hands to each side of my body, while kind of waddling her lower half on her cervine hind legs folded up under her lower body with a hoof on each side of me as well. Her erect nipples on her breasts traced parallel lines along the front of my body as she trekked. I can neither confirm nor disprove, but I think she did that on purpose. Once face-to-face with me, she laid on top of me and kissed me deeply, my erect member pressed firmly between our abdomens. She then propped up her upper body with her hands and I could just barely make out her smile. “Hi my love.” she greeted in a far more alert and awake state than me. “What time is it?” I asked. She leaned in and whispered. “It’s time for you to fuck me. But first…do ya wanna taste me?” “Taste you?” I asked with confusion. “Well, to be ready for you when you woke, I needed to make sure my pussy was good and wet. So, while I licked you, I fingered myself. It was sooooo fire. Your taste. Your scent. My fingers rubbing inside me. OMG.” “Of course I want to taste you. I’m a little jealous you started without me.” Rebecca brought her left hand up in front of me and wiggled her index and middle fingers. “Dammit. With all your blabbing, my fingers dried out.” “My blabbing? You’re the one talking my ear off in the middle of the night.” “Shhh.” Rebecca commanded. Rebecca sat up sitting on my deer knees (former thighs) and slid her left hand under herself. She moaned softly as she gently pushed the same two fingers inside her deer pussy. Although I couldn’t see what she was doing, I could hear her efforts in the moans of pleasure it produced. Rebecca was really getting into it, her pelvis subtly bucking against her fingers and my legs. I decided to join in on the fun and reached up with both hands and gently stroked her erect nipple on each breast. To my surprise she swatted my hands away with her right. “No! No touchee. Not yet.” she said playfully. Rebecca withdrew her fingers from her aroused sex and brought her left hand up to a couple inches from my mouth as she leaned forward and propped herself up with her right hand on the bed next to me. “Now you can taste me my love. Another special dessert just for you.” she said with a smile. I could smell the sweet scent of her arousal coating her fingers. I leaned my head forward and slowly slid my tongue along the front of her extended index and middle fingers, from their base to their painted nail. I savored every bit of her flavor. I took hold of the base of her left hand and slowly inserted her fingers into my mouth. I ran my tongue back and forth across the skin of her fingers as I held them there before pressing my lips together tightly and slowly withdrawing them. Rebecca gave me full control of her hand and didn’t make a sound as she observed me relishing her sweet nectar. I reinserted her fingers and removed every drop. “Did you enjoy that my love?” “Mmmmmm. Yes, you taste so fucking good.” Rebecca leaned in close to my face and whispered. “I’m really glad you enjoyed that…but I’m really fucking horny and I need your cock inside me now.” Rebecca wanted to do it cowgirl style. Or maybe cowdeer style? Or better yet, cowfaun style? With our cervine legs, it’s more difficult for her to get setup for this position. Instead of simply being able to lift herself up using human knees to insert my cock, she essentially must partially stand up using her folded cervine legs beneath her, pushing herself up using her hooves. It’s a little awkward but a little teamwork makes the sex work. Rebecca kissed me with the fiery passion of a thousand suns before disengaging and planting her hands on the bed to each side of me while lifting her pussy into position. I positioned the tip of my achingly hard member below the lips of her wet vulva. As she slowly lowered herself to my tip, I ensure our alignment was true. Rebecca ooh’d audibly has my deer cock parted her soft folds and slid into her wet deer pussy. She leaned back upright and sat there for a moment, completely still with eyes closed, as she focused fully on the unique sensations of full penetration in that position. There were other sex positions Rebecca enjoyed more but this one gave her all the control. It was her body and her weight performing the act of penetration which created distinct sensations through vastly different angles, depths, and pressure points. She controlled which parts or her vagina were stimulated and the sequence at which it occurred. Her ability to control the pace and penetration depth meant she controlled the timeline of her O. But by far the most powerful advantage, at will, she could focus on stimulating her clitoris through her pelvic movements. Rebecca opened her eyes and gazed into mine with a seductive smile. She then took my hands, faced them towards her, and opened my fingers. She slowly brought them up to her supple yet firm breasts and gently pressed them flush against the soft skin of each, her pencil eraser sized erect nipples poking into the of the palm of each of my hands. “Now you can touch. But only if it’s to please me.” she dictated. Yeah, I was good with that. Rebecca leaned back down to me, placing her hands to each side of me once again. She began slowly grinding against me, specifically grinding against my pubic bone to really focus on stimulating her clit and the outside of her vagina. Her breaths quickly became pants which then transitioned into soft moans of pleasure. I erotically massaged her breasts and occasionally induced a gasp from Rebecca when pinching her nipples between my fingers. With Rebecca leaning forward, her breasts were too tantalizingly close not to take advantage. I leaned up to them and cupped each before taking her left nipple into my mouth and gently sucking on it. Rebecca instantly gasped from the sudden sensation. I switched back and forth, tending to each nipple, and her rewards were plentiful. In the runup to her orgasm, Rebecca began grinding harder and more rapidly against me. I abandoned her breasts and laid back down with another pleasure enhancer to offer. I spread the fingers of my right hand into the Vulcan Salute or “live long and prosper” hand sign and slid it palm side down under her pussy until my cock rested against where my middle and ring finger connect to my hand. Both sides of my hand were instantly wetted from our fur matted in juices from Rebecca’s intense grinding. The enhancement to her stimulation was immediate. “OH…[gasp]…MY…[gasp]…FUCKIN…[gasp]…GOD!…[gasp]…THAT’S…[gasp]…[gasp]…AMAZING!” Rebecca screamed. The boney joints of my fingers generated fiercely pleasurable sensations as her clit and the exterior portions of her vagina grinded hard over their irregular features. As more and more of her lubrication coated my hand, the effects were amplified further as her vulva slid near frictionlessly along my skin. Her legs clamped firmly against mine as they tensed up while her tail flicked wildly back and forth against the front of my legs. Rebecca thrusted hard and fast against my hand as an intense orgasm surged outward through her body. Her head flew back with clenched eyes as she screamed and moaned loudly in unison with her spasming vagina and the pulses of extreme pleasure assaulting her mind and body. It actually became too much for Rebecca and she collapsed on top of me, here body spasming from the climax. As she laid there panting and moaning, her vagina continued to twitch around my cock. She rested for a few minutes and then sat back up for Round 2. Rebecca asked me to thrust up and down into her while mixing in a swirling motion by gyrating my hips. I began moving my body, emulating the motion she desired to confirm that it met her expectations. She loved the sensations and started grinding into me and the top of my hand in approval. My added motions significantly increased the pleasure for me and that finally started me on the path towards my own O. To that point, Rebecca was pretty much the sole beneficiary of pleasurable rewards from Round 1. It wasn’t long before Rebecca was panting and moaning again, and it appeared as though I was near to matching her pace. My swirling motion really added a different twist to the experience as each of my thrusts in combination with her grinding had my cock sliding against different walls of her vagina, at varying angles, and with differing amounts of pressure. A sudden pressure in my testicles cued me in that I was getting close. Seconds later the volume of Rebecca’s moans increased and I felt her legs and lower body begin to tense. Another series of screams marked the torrent of pleasure from her second O. As her vagina contracted and gripped on various portions of my hard member, I was immediately sent over the edge. I grabbed Rebecca by her hips and groaned loudly as I thrusted hard into her as I came. Each time I pulled back, I held her above my pelvis a bit so my cock could slide back and forth inside her more. Each return stroke was forceful, her breasts bounced up and down violently as her body bounced from the forceful thrust of impact with my pulsing cock inside her. Her pulsing orgasm subsiding, the timing of her moans switched to become synchronized with each forceful thrust. As I descended from my peak, my hands dropped to the bed as the motions of my pelvis slowly came to halt. Rebecca collapsed forward on top of me, her head resting on my left shoulder facing me. Her warm and moist panting breaths against my neck and ear felt soothing. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight. I loved it when Rebecca laid on top of me. I felt complete in her warm embrace. As we recovered, I laid there basking in every sound and touch from Rebecca’s body. My deer cock slowly softening and retracting from the warm embrace of her soft and wet vagina. Her straddling my waist, the skin and fur of our crotches saturated by the mix of the juices from our sexual acts. The sounds accompanying the rise and fall of her body upon me with each breath. The soft skin of her breasts pressed against my chest, her nipples softening from the peak of their arousal. I gently stroked her hair and planted a soft kiss on her forehead. When Rebecca failed to respond to a question asked of her, I suddenly realized she had fallen asleep. I pulled our blankets over top of us, covering only the furless portions of our skin, and quickly joined her in peaceful slumber. Hours later, I was suddenly woken by a light repeating sound. As I came to, I found myself snuggled up against Rebecca’s backside, embracing her soft and warm body. The sound of light knocking came from the bedroom door and as I collected my wits, I processed the situation rationally. I whispered loud to who was obviously Anna that I needed a minute. I ever so carefully parted ways from Rebecca without waking her, draped my blanket around me, and then opened the door to Anna’s smiling face. “Good morning!” she beamed. “Morning.” I responded plainly, fighting my groggy brain. “It’s almost seven thirty, thought you might want to get up and join me for breakfast so we can talk before your parents get here.” I smiled in appreciation. “Yeah, I’d like that.” Anna headed off to the kitchen and I got dressed and finished waking up. I left Rebecca in bed figuring she’d join us once waking from her sex coma. I joined Anna downstairs in the kitchen and found her preparing quite the spread for breakfast. I offered to help and she doled out tasks for me to accomplish. Anna talked me though my nerves of the impending reveal to my parents and helped me focus on the positives that will come from bringing them into our very unique and exclusive inner circle. I don’t know how Rebecca and I would’ve gotten as far as we have without everything Anna had done for us. At 8:22am Rebecca was drawn to us by the sumptuous smells of Anna’s cooking. She came up from behind and hugged me seated in my chair. “Good morning my love.” she greeted with that sweet endearing smile I loved about her. “Hey baby.” I replied with a smile. “There she is!” Anna announced. “Looks like you were rescued from the dreaded super villain Terrible Hornies!” Rebecca and I looked at each other in horror at the sudden realization that our corny sexual role play was overheard by Anna. I buried my face in my hands in complete and utter embarrassment while Rebecca giggled and took cover against me, burying her face into my shoulder. “Y’all surprised?! Come on. There’s no way y’all thought y’all were doin it quietly. Good God, y’all are incapable of being discrete. So loud, especially after your shower.” Anna listed off, teasing with a wide smile. Rebecca continued to giggle in embarrassment with her face buried against me. I don’t know how I pulled it off, but I managed to look Anna in the eye and sincerely apologize but not without a smile dressed on my flushed face. After our bout of our rightfully deserved humiliation, Rebecca sat down and ate breakfast, consuming several sizable portions as she replenished her calorie deficit from her orgasm filled night while ensuring our fawn’s needs were met. We went over the game plan one final time and by the time Rebecca finished, 9am was only minutes away. I decided to put my nervous energy to work by clearing the used dishes and utensils. Anna sensed my apprehension and quietly hinted to Rebecca to go to me. Rebecca joined me at the kitchen sink and gave me a reassuring hug and pep talk, pulling inspiration from the one I provided her in the bathroom just down the hall not long ago before revealing our secret to her mom. I felt so fortunate to have her with me for this. Rebecca stayed at my side and assisted me with loading the dishwasher. More to settle my nerves than anything else, I made a feeble attempt at channeling my witty humor. “Sooooo…if gets too uncomfortable, what should our safe word be? It should be something easy to remember, and if either of us says it, we’ll get outa there and go to your room.” Rebecca smiled and rolled her eyes. “What do you about ‘cinnamon’?” Rebecca playfully hit my arm. “Shut up tard. We don’t need a safe word.” When the doorbell rang, I froze and looked to Anna who was launching the Ring app to confirm it was my parents. “Show time!” she announced. Rebecca and I dried our hands and then clopped off to the nearby hallway out of sight. Anna answered the door and greeted my parents, Jennifer and Daniel, in her typical warm way. They exchanged greetings and then Anna led them to the living room where they took a seat on the couch that once served as the location from where we revealed our secret to Anna. Jennifer remarked about how chilly it was in the house and Anna explained it away as having trouble with the heater. They completed idle chit chat while Anna bided her time to identify a point to segway to our big reveal. When Jennifer asked where we were, Anna pounced and steered the conversation where it needed to go. “So, Aaron and Rebecca have something they need to share with y’all and it’s going to be quite shocking.” Jennifer and Daniel looked at each other confused but my mom quickly arrived to an aha moment and patted his leg. “I knew it. They’re pregnant.” she said kind of dejected. Anna’s initial reaction to that was to quell any speculations but suddenly realized that she was fumbling the setup. “You know, there’s just really nothing that can be said to prepare you so.” Anna looked over towards the hallway where we were seeking refuge. “Come on in.” she shouted. My parents quickly looked over in the direction Anna had shouted for us. I looked at Rebecca nervously and she gave my hand a reassuring squeeze. “You got this.” she said with that lovely smile of hers. Hand-in-hand I led the way into the living room. The moment we entered my parents’ view they couldn’t comprehend what they were seeing. They’re immediate reaction was that it was some kind of elaborate hoax but as their eyes remained locked on us and as we got closer, the realization hit that the impossible vision of us was in fact real. We stopped in the middle of the living room facing them, Rebecca at my side while I squeezed her hand tight. My mom’s reaction was similar to Anna’s with her daughter. She was in tears and overcome by a mix of shock and helplessness. She raced over to me, hugged me tight, and provided me the consolation I was so far removed from needing but accepted as I knew it was more a coping mechanism for her. Jennifer took turns hugging Rebecca and me and began a rapid fire of questions through her tears. My dad was in disbelief but kept his cool and his emotions in check as I figured would be the case. He came over and hugged me tight and asked if we were OK. I told him we’re good and he accepted that. He consoled my mom and convinced her to come with him back to the couch so we could talk about this overwhelming revelation. Rebecca and I regaled them with a PG version of our adventure to date. My parents sat there and took it all in. They had to. They didn’t have a choice but to accept it. It was so fantastically wild and yet impossible to believe but they knew it had to be true, all of it, every word. Fairies existed, magic was real, we were now fauns, and Rebecca was pregnant with a fawn, a doe, our fawn, our doe. Rebecca showed my parents her fawn’s baby book of sorts that contained all the pictures and stats from our ultrasounds. They took solace in the fact that once Rebecca gave birth we’d be returned to our full human form and it’d all be put behind us. They were genuinely happy but not really surprised to learn that Rebecca and I were really in love. After the story, interest in the room quickly shifted to our biologies. My mom and dad each had their own curiosities about what it was like to be part deer. What it was like to walk on hooves and have fur, if we had to eat grass, stuff like that. Anna would occasionally chime in and provide insight from a medical standpoint, including why we were scantily clothed and why the house was so chilly. Anna remarked that during our next ultrasound we were going to explore our organs and internal structures, especially where our body transitioned from human to deer. We found it funny that they had so many questions about our tails, at one point Rebecca and I provided them a demo by turning our asses towards them and swishing and flicking them about. Knowing there was nothing like tactile contact to satisfy human curiosity, I walked over close to them and let them “pet” me while providing movement demonstrations of my cervine legs. The whole experience had the feeling of doing show and tell in front of the class in the early grades of elementary school. It was a little weird to say the least, but I was extremely thankful that I didn’t have to strip naked and yell at them to stare at my crotch. Their line of questioning, well my mom’s really, eventually turned to Rebecca’s pregnancy. That’s where Anna did most of the talking and discussed our ultrasounds. I was surprised that Rebecca was comfortable enough to allow my mom to feel her abdomen. Her uterus was firm beneath her skin and my mom somewhat gleefully remarked that it wouldn’t be long before Rebecca started showing. There seems to be a unique and special bond between women when it comes to the subject of pregnancy, even if they’re complete strangers. It knocks down barriers that would otherwise never come down outside of that topic’s discussion. Anna sensed that my parents’ level of acceptance was at a point where the shock had worn off and the threat for hysterical tears had past and my parents could be served their promised breakfast. She excused herself to go make fresh batches of food while Rebecca and I talked with my parents. Not 15 minutes had passed when Anna invited us all to sit at the readymade dining room table. Rebecca and I sat next to each other on one side of the table, my parents on the other side across from us, while Anna sat at the end closest to the kitchen. Anna and I weren’t eating, having already had our fill, but Rebecca’s pregnancy had her hungry for more. My mom and dad resumed asking questions about our transformations, mopping up and filling in the gaps not already covered by the barrage of questions asked of us in the living room. And then it happened. “So what’s sex even like for y’all? And every day?” Jennifer asked bluntly. Knowing my mom, I knew it was inevitable, but knowing it was coming doesn’t make experiencing it any easier. My eyes went wide the moment the words left my mom’s lips. I leaned over a bit towards Rebecca. “Cinnamon.” I whispered out the corner of my mouth. Rebecca smirked unphased and subtly nudged me with her elbow, but not subtle enough as everyone noticed her do it. My mom smiled. “What son? Did I embarrass you? It’s not like I asked what blowjobs or eating her pussy is like? Come on, there’s nothing wrong with talking about sex.” she stated jokingly with pure 100% intent to embarrass. As she spoke, my hand went to Rebecca’s leg and I patted it repeatedly as I pleaded to her with increasing volume. “Cinnamon. Cinnamon! Cinnamon!!!” Rebecca froze and closed her eyes tight with a scrunched face, her fork full of food suspended in the air mere inches from her tightly closed mouth, as she mentally prayed for the embarrassing parade of questions to stop. Anna chuckled at the spectacle. “Wow. It’s been a while since they’ve been this embarrassed about sex. Boy, when these two go at it, let’s just say, they’re not discrete, at all. I have to put my earbuds in for Christ’s sake.” she joked. All the parents got a good chuckle out of that exchange. My mom looked at us and took a more serious tone. “Come on y’all. For real. It’s just sex. We’re just curious is all. You’re getting a unique experience. I’m sure you’ve done it before your transformations, so you even know how it’s different.” Rebecca and I looked at each other and nearly simultaneously sighed and rolled our eyes so hard that I’m surprised the centrifugal force didn’t throw us from our chairs. Rebecca nodded and I spoke for the both of us. “Fiiiiine. What do ya wanna know.” I said begrudgingly. All three of our parents perked up with a bit of excitement and anticipation, the absolute opposite of the dread being felt by the two 18-year-olds sitting across from them. Naturally, my mom went first. As time went on, Rebecca and I gradually became more comfortable about the discussion but there were still moments when it became quite uncomfortable for us both, mostly centered around the topic of foreplay. We were more than comfortable talking about sex with our friends but it seemed practically embedded in our DNA for the topic to be taboo with our parents, at least during our teen years. My mom and dad were surprised to learn that it was my sexual organs that had undergone the most drastic changes in our transformations. My dad couldn’t grasp the thought of his cock sitting at rest in a fleshy tube inside his body. For my mom and Anna, it was Rebecca’s excruciatingly unbearable heat of her estrous that they repeatedly expressed being grateful was something they’d never have to endure. Although it sucked being stuck in the house, I expressed how grateful I was that I didn’t have to worry about getting a surprise boner in public because there was zero chance I could hide it. Rebecca really began to open up, sharing her fears and concerns about the impending rapid changes her body was about to undergo, especially the thought of giving birth. A unique concern that neither woman could empathize with was the prospect of having a large baby bump and a full udder to go along with it, but both agreed that back pains were surely in her future. Overall, it was an eye-opening experience for us all, each of us learning something from everyone seated at the table. Our parents were taken aback as to how much we experimented in the bedroom. They quickly discovered that thanks to the stupidly high number of resources pertaining to sex available at our fingertips that we were lightyears ahead of where they were at our age. It definitely felt a little weird for Rebecca and me to be sharing our favorite sex guide apps and websites with our parents and that they knew our favorite position was deer/doggy. I was glad my mom pushed us into that conversation and past our comfort zones. Rebecca and I built a connection with our parents that we never thought possible. After being seated at the table for nearly 2 hours, our asses were getting sore in the more unforgiving wooden chairs, especially mine and Rebecca’s having lost some of our padding back there thanks to our transformations. We moved back to the living room and far more comfortable seating. Anna got the fireplace lit to make the temperature more comfortable for the humans while us fauns sat comfortably and cuddled on the couch on the far side of the room away from the fireplace. Although only shortly after noon, Anna thought drinks were in order after the stressful morning we all endured. Naturally, between pregnancy and deer anatomy, Rebecca and I simply stuck to our delicious filtered tap water. My dad had what would be considered on any other day to be a rather unusual series of questions. “So how do y’all piss and shit? You can’t go outside to do it. It’s got to be messy right?” I answered first, pointing out that we still used toilets and always sat down. I outlined my whole process of taking a piss and how I learned from my very unsuccessful first time which received some chuckles from the room. Rebecca and I both agreed that pissing wasn’t too bad but still required some cleanup. Shitting was not fun as it required some careful cleanup using lots of toilet paper and wet wipes thanks to our fur, our still seemingly completely human sphincters, and our hybrid butt cheeks. Time ticked by as we got caught up in getting caught up. I didn’t realize how much time I had spent away from home since Thanksgiving until sitting down with them and figuring out what they had missed out on. Anna and Rebecca fixed everyone lunch and seeing the uncharacteristically very healthy meal Rebecca and I were eating turned my parents’ curiosity to our dietary requirements. That also explained away Rebecca’s somewhat curious eating habits during Thanksgiving which had led my mom to conclude that she was pregnant. Afternoon turned to evening and another meal served by Anna. This time I assisted her in the kitchen, providing Rebecca and my parents to have some time alone together. It was mostly leftovers from our Christmas Day dinner at the cabin accompanied by some freshly prepared sides. The primary topic of discussion had shifted gears to my parents’ involvement from this point on and what they could do to help. They were doing their best not to be pushy about it but they wanted to help and be included and it was completely understandable. To spend time at my house, we devised a plan to shuttle Rebecca and me between the houses by vehicle by loading us in one garage and unloading us in the other. The first test would be New Year’s Eve after nightfall and Rebecca and I would spend a few days at my parent’s house. I was really looking forward to that. For our ultrasounds, Rebecca wanted that to be a more private moment and my parents were very understanding. However, given our new situation, we weren’t even sure we’d be able to continue doing them. How would we get in and out without anyone discovering us? After a brainstorming session, it was concluded that Rebecca would wear a long dress that extended to the floor and she would need to walk carefully with a tightly tied pair of sneakers over her hooves. Obviously not an option for me, Anna figured using a wheelchair in transit between to and from the vehicle would work. I’ll wear loose fitting breathable cargo pants and pair of sneakers slipped over my hooves. To be extra cautious, we’ll cover my legs with a light blanket. The rear of the building was far more secluded and was typically only utilized by employees and even that wasn’t very often, primarily on weekdays during the day. The best option was to complete our monthly ultrasounds on the Sunday night closest to our monthly pregnancy anniversary. My parents wanted to attend the birth of our doe and Rebecca and I wanted them there to be part of that special moment. A birthing/fawning plan was something Anna had been thinking about and researching for a while now and figured this was the best time to get most of it figured out. Given Anna’s medical background, this was less a discussion and more her telling everyone how Rebecca’s labor needed to play out to preserve our secrecy and safety of Rebecca and our fawn. Anna’s house was the obvious choice for location for Rebecca to deliver our fawn. The living room offered the most space and was close to the kitchen and dining room, which would be used as the primary staging area for supplies. My parents offered to help with the setup. Anna made it clear that come February, they need to be on call and ready with potentially little notice. They understood and accepted the responsibility. Since Rebecca’s sex organs appeared to be 100% those of a doe, the plan was mostly formulated based on a doe’s labor. Anna explained that when contractions begin for does, they rapidly progress into active labor, with delivery often completing in 4–6 hours, sometimes longer for first-time mothers. Anna was certain she’d be able to obtain all the necessary medical supplies and monitoring equipment. The safest delivery method for Rebecca and our fawn was a vaginal birth; a c-section was a last resort emergency option. Unfortunately for Rebecca, it was too risky to use drugs for pain management, having no idea what the effects could be on the fawn and Rebecca’s hybrid anatomy. Rebecca was going to be having a good ol' fashioned all-natural birth. This part of the discussion was difficult for Rebecca as it touched the scariest parts of the process that she feared the most. Rebecca freaked a little, claiming that she wasn’t going to be able to do it. Anna and my mom comforted her and reassured her that her body would know what to do when the time came, that lots of women give birth naturally. To reduce the risk of complications, Anna identified that the best delivery position would be a combination of standing, squatting, and getting down on all fours, since kneeling wasn’t an option with her cervine hind legs. Since her pelvis and tissues were likely a mix of human and deer physiology, these positions provided a gravity assisted birth and the optimal alignment for the pelvic outlet. Anna was going to complete a thorough examination of her pelvic region and abdomen during our next ultrasound to get a better sense of her hybrid anatomy to try and ascertain what’s human and what’s deer and a mix of both. Anna covered taking care of the umbilical cord and umbilical cord stump and that I would assist her with clamping, cutting, and disinfecting. Anna then walked Rebecca and I through the nursing process and how we needed to guide the fawn to Rebecca’s udder within 30-60 minutes after birth for the critical colostrum. Anna asked Rebecca to think about what kind of environment she wanted. Rebecca already new that she wanted dimmed lights and to have soft music playing and was excited to put together a playlist. Anna wrapped up with breathing and coaching techniques for Rebecca and me to practice. Anna knew it was a lot of information for everyone to take in. She’d work on getting it all typed up in a document and emailed out ASAP. Anna’s medical background was a huge asset but she couldn’t do it all herself. With none of us having any medical training, Anna knew practice sessions were a must. There were times when chaos would rein and a delivery room is no place for panic. After the start of the new year, we’d meet here every Saturday for breakfast at 9am and spend serval hours practicing everything until it became routine and as close to muscle memory as possible. With Rebecca and me being 100% stuck in the house day and night, we had lots of time on our hands, especially if we couldn’t complete our college courses remotely. It was getting late and all the humans had to get up early for work tomorrow while the fauns still had their daily sex requirement to complete. So much had been accomplished and we all felt much better about the next 2 months that would see Rebecca and me through to the end of our journey. We hugged and said our goodbyes and saw my parents out. Anna went off to bed and Rebecca and I cleaned the kitchen while exchanging playful banter and taking intermissions to accommodate multiple kissing and groping sessions that just simply couldn’t be avoided. We then retired to our bedroom where we somewhat discretely had passionate sex before falling asleep in each other’s arms. When New Year’s Eve arrived, Rebecca’s abdomen was very firm and on the verge of extending outward, indicating how much her uterus had expanded from the fawn growing inside her. Her first back pains arrived as foretold by our moms but it was fortunately on and off and very mild. Rebecca and I spent a good chunk of the day working on her birthing playlist that ended up chock full of soft and soothing songs and nature sound tracks. Anna made it a point to go out and get us some alcohol-free champagne so we could each have a small glass of something other than water to ring in the new year. While she was out, Rebecca and I took a joint shower, which quickly turned into sex and a joint shower, effectively killing two birds with one stone so to speak. At nightfall, we put the faun transfer plan into motion which doubled as a test run for our next ultrasound. Rebecca and I wore the clothes we planned to wear at the medical center. Anna pulled her Camry into the garage and loaded my wheelchair into the trunk. Meanwhile, just a couple houses down the street, my parents setup their vehicles so that Anna could pull right into the garage. Rebecca and I sat in the backseat and covered our legs with a light blanket on the offhand chance that if anyone had a view of our legs they would see nothing out of the ordinary. Anna pulled out of the garage and headed away from my parents’ house and completed a long circle through our large neighborhood so that we approached my parents’ house from the other direction. The short 5-minute trip was uneventful and once pulled into the garage, Anna used the garage door opener my dad provided her to open and then close the door behind us. We took the process far more seriously than reality required as we went through the motions of exiting the Camry as though we were exposed for all the world to see in the medical center parking lot. As Anna retrieved the wheelchair from the trunk, Rebecca carefully exited the Camry and came around to my side. I kept the blanket wrapped around my lower half as I got into the wheelchair. Rebecca wiped the sweat from her brow and then walked around the Camry, testing her strides and limitations to her steps and whether the sneakers would stay on and in their proper orientation. She found that as long as she maintained a slow pace and a specific stride it all worked as designed. All of us happy with the outcome of the test run, it was party time. Rebecca and I immediately stripped down to our undies and crop tops and tossed our clothes in the backseat while Anna stowed the wheelchair in the trunk. We fanned ourselves to lower our increased body temperatures that had our human skin covered in a light sweat. We all moved into the house and found it lightly decorated for the occasion. My mom had prepared a large spread of food that covered the dining room table buffet style. Everyone grabbed what they wanted and moved to the living room where we completed small talk while consuming what had been loaded on their plate. The humans sipped on their alcoholic beverage of choice while the fauns enjoyed their tasty water. A mix of different genres of songs played low in the background while the muted TV displayed coverage of the day’s celebration in various parts of the world. As the night progressed, the music was turned up and we all partook in dancing the remaining couple hours of the year away. At a couple minutes before midnight, the music was turned down and the TV turned up for the ball drop countdown in New York City's Times Square courtesy of Dick Clark's New Year's Rockin' Eve. When the 60 second countdown began, Rebecca and I embraced and stared lovingly into each other’s eyes while vocalizing the backward counting in sync with everyone else. At zero, we kissed deeply with arms tightly wrapped around the other as we gently swayed back and forth as though slow dancing to some slow romantic song. It was difficult to ignore the sense that all eyes were on us and once we finally severed our lips’ feverous connection, everyone was indeed watching us in awe and envy of our deep connection of young love. We clinked our glass of non-alcoholic champagne with everyone in the traditional cheers and then danced for hours while taking the occasional break to nosh on leftovers from the dining room table. The celebration of flipping the calendar to a new year lasted until well after midnight. Rebecca and I eventually made our way to my bedroom where we made passionate love before falling asleep in each other’s arms. Hours later, we woke during the early afternoon. The theme of the day was lazily lounging and passing the time through laid back conversations while noshing on leftovers. Rebecca and I stayed at my parents’ house through the weekend, returning to Anna’s house on Sunday night where we repeated the faun transfer process in reverse order without any issues.