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In the little over a week and a half of summer break we had remaining; Rebecca and I didn’t have much of a daily routine outside of our daily sex requirement. We rarely made it to the scheduled sex time in our Google Calendeer. I spent most of my time at Rebecca’s, sleeping there most nights. I told my parents that Rebecca and I were in a serious relationship to explain away my spending so much time with her and it was becoming less of a lie each day. As was the case with the initially misguided Anna, they too weren’t surprised and wondered why it took us so long. We injected as much teenage fun into our lives as we could but our deer parts required quite a few sacrifices. Our love for hiking and camping was a no-go as Rebecca didn’t want to risk attracting some horny stag. She wasn’t in heat anymore but under the right conditions and with a close enough proximity, I could detect her scent, so I didn’t blame her for not risking it. Alcohol was off limits with Rebecca potentially being pregnant and we certainly didn’t want to risk hurting the fawn and Zână punishing us for it and I wasn’t going to be an asshole and drink when Rebecca couldn’t. Swimming pools were off limits as the chemicals would harm our fur and the portions of our skin that was deer. Another problem our fur created was keeping it concealed from the eyes and cameras outside the safety of Rebecca’s house, which meant long shirts and no shorts. This solution created another problem with the brutally hot and humid Georgia summer weather and deer skin having a more limited sweating capability to cool the body than human skin, our bodies would easily overheat. Within the confines of Rebecca’s house, it wasn’t a problem. Anna kept the thermostat setting low and didn’t mind our accommodating fashion of a crop top and underwear. Naturally, we modified our attire when there was company but that was rare, only occurring enough to keep up appearances of normalcy. We made the most of our situation, sticking mostly to indoor activities. We hosted and attended some dance parties and gaming parties and hung out with our friends. We took great care to ensure that none our pictures and videos posted to our social media provided any clues to our unique situation. Rebecca and I were practically inseparable, mostly because we were the only two of our kind on the planet and we found comfort knowing we had to be cautious about the same things and shared the same fears. We were reluctant about being too far from each other in case something happened. Rebecca and I weren’t paranoid about it but there was always a small part of us looking over our shoulder in fear that Zână might appear at any moment and enforce some overlooked infraction. Anna was great but we still couldn’t help feeling alone in our journey. Once the Fall Semester started, we found it to be a welcome distraction. It also forced some needed separation between us since we shared zero classes but we took comfort in the fact that we were never far apart. Classes and homework kept us quite busy but our plan held firm as we continued to hit our daily sex quota, sometimes more than once, especially on the weekends. Although all the classrooms were air conditioned, there were days where Rebecca and I were uncomfortably warm thanks to our fur. Time was flying by and an uneasiness was growing in all of us, especially Rebecca, as our first and most pivotal milestone quickly drew near. Anna made arrangements to have Rebecca’s blood tested 30 days after her heat ended to determine if she was pregnant but the results wouldn’t come back until two or three days later. Anna called in a no questions asked favor to get this done but couldn’t risk putting a rush on it, fearing it might draw attention. Rebecca was becoming borderline obsessive at times with trying to interpret sensations and signs from her body to figure out if she was or was not pregnant. One day she’d swear on her life that she was pregnant but the next day she’d be certain she wasn’t. The real shitty part was that if she wasn’t pregnant, she could start her next heat before the results came back or even before the blood draw. It would be a total mind fuck to be revealed that way, with her body immediately forcing her into practically nonstop sex for two days with no chance to process and grieve. Anna and I did our best to keep Rebecca’s frame of mind far from that scenario. The day arrived and we were all anxious but we focused on keeping Rebecca steady. She was exhausted, unable to get a minute’s sleep the night before. I was jostled awake multiple times when Rebecca would put her arms around me in a tight embrace. I would calmly reassure her and let Rebecca talk out her fears and emotions. She would calm down, I’d fall asleep, and the cycle would repeat. Then, what some would call a cruel twist of fate, or as I like to call it, life just being a fucking dick; I discovered Rebecca throwing up her breakfast in her bathroom instead of getting ready to leave for the blood draw. She predictably jumped to conclude it was morning sickness but her mom was quick to rationalize that, although it could be at four weeks, it usually doesn’t present until six weeks, and it was more likely stress taking its toll on her. The blood draw itself was unremarkable, thank God! It was a relatively cool Saturday morning. We went to the medical facility where Anna worked. She led us to some unremarkable looking room, drew a few vials of Rebecca’s blood, left and took the vials somewhere, returned empty handed, and then we left. And now…we wait. It wouldn’t be until Monday or Tuesday that Anna would receive a call on her burner from the burner she provided the caller. They would speak only one word; “positive” or “negative”. It was probably a little too cloak-and-dagger but Anna wasn’t taking any chances. Returning to Rebecca’s house, she went straight to bed and stayed there the rest of the day and all day Sunday. I stayed with her by her side and held her as we slept each night. Anna and I brought her food and drinks and did everything we could to keep her spirits up while we waited for the results. Even though Rebecca was far from being “in the mood”, we completed our daily sex requirement. By Monday, Rebecca was an emotional wreck. Anticipating this, arrangements were made in advance for us to be absent from school and Anna from work through Wednesday. Time seemed to stand still as Rebecca bounced from one emotional state to the next. Morning turned to early afternoon and then to late afternoon. Anna was in the kitchen completing her initial preparations to make her planned meal for dinner. Rebecca and I were upstairs laying in her bed spooning, me holding her in my arms as she cried softly. Finally, at 4:20pm an unrecognizable ringtone sounded off. With the burner’s ringer volume set to maximum, everyone in the house heard it and we all immediately new who was on the other end of that call. Rebecca took my hands into hers and pressed them tightly against her upper chest with bated anticipation. We both fell deathly silent and didn’t move a muscle while suppressing the audibleness of our breaths as we strained to hear Anna answer the burner. The ringtone stopped and shortly after it sounded like Anna said the words “thank you” but then there was a moment of silence. The suspense… …was killing us. “Pregnant!” Anna shouted ecstatically. Rebecca instantly burst into to tears of tremendous relief. I hugged her tight. “We did it. Everything’s going to be OK.” I said with a mix of joy, relief, and trepidation. Anna raced to the bedroom shouting joyfully along the way, “Pregnant! Pregnant! Pregnant! Oh my God sweety, you’re pregnant!” Upon entering the bedroom, she immediately went to her daughter’s side and sat on the bed next to her mother-to-be. A sobbing Rebecca sat up with open arms and met her mother in a tight hug which quickly brought Anna to tears. “I’m pregnant mom! [sobbing] I’m pregnant!” she exclaimed to her mother in enormous relief. I gently rubbed Rebecca’s back to offer some sort consolation as tears filled my eyes. Rebecca continued to sob in her mother’s arms, but the initial overwhelming relief slowly began to take a turn as the reality of those words started to sink in. A little more than a month ago, she was an 18-year-old girl, partying with friends, about to start college, make new life-long friends, and relish all the fun and challenges that came with it. Now, she was pregnant with a deer that would grow inside her until the fateful day arrived that she would have to give birth. “Oh God, I can’t do this mom. [sobbing] I don’t want to be pregnant.” “Shhhhh, it’s gonna be OK sweetie. We’re gonna help you get through it.” Anna reassured her terrified teenage daughter as she gently rocked with her tight in her arms. “I don’t know anything bout bein pregnant. [sobbing] I’m so scared mom.” Anna looked at me as tears streamed down her face. “Get over here and be part of this.” she invited warmly. I moved over to them and was brought into the now group hug. We remained that way for a while, serving as our own sort of intimate therapy session. Rebecca continued to process her fears and new found anxiety through intermittent sobbing and questioning her mother. Anna talked her through what to expect, drawing parallels to carrying her as a baby to term, the changes her body would likely undergo, and giving birth. The true wildcard was her udder. Would only her udder fill with milk? Would her breasts make milk too? Rebecca was horrified at the thought of a huge furry udder full of milk hanging from her belly. The pictures we saw during our deer research a month ago showed it could get rather large. Although Rebecca and I had read about everything Anna covered, sharing her personal pregnancy experiences was far more intimate, relatable, and helped her cope with the scary uncertainties ahead. It helped Rebecca feel more comfortable and confident with facing the tough road ahead. When the hug broke, the tears had mostly dried up for me and Anna but were still flowing for Rebecca albeit at a much-reduced rate. A little smile even made an appearance as she turned to me sitting next to her. “We did it.” Rebecca said as she wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tight. I returned her embrace just as tight. “We sure did.” I paused as I took a moment to enjoy this hug of celebration of sorts. “You’re gonna to be OK. We’re gonna to be OK.” Rebecca pulled back out of our hug and looked into my blue eyes as though looking past them, as though looking into me. She licked her lips subtly and then pressed them together briefly as though she was buying time and searching for the right words to use or as if building up the courage to say something. She looked down briefly to take my hands into hers and then resumed her gaze deep into my eyes. “I…I love you Aaron. I mean…[snuffle]…I really really love you.” Rebecca said to me softly as more tears filled her eyes. I instantly smiled lovingly into her beautiful brown eyes. “Oh wow.” I responded in overwhelming joy. I brought my right hand up and gently caressed her soft cheek while wiping away a lone tear with my thumb. “I love you too Rebecca. I love you so so much.” Rebecca smiled engulfed with relief and a surge of happiness. We leaned in and kissed softly, eyes lightly closed, relishing every second of our lips’ first intimate connection as romantic lovers. I then tilted my head downward, breaking our romantic kiss, our foreheads resting gently against the other’s, the tips of our noses grazing the other’s. “Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you to say that?” I asked softly. She returned my smile. “I know. [snuffle] I should’ve said it sooner.” “You’re God damn right you should’ve.” I said softly with a grin. Rebecca smiled. “Shut the fuck up and kiss me.” We resumed our kissing with a little more vigor and a bit of tongue action. We had completely forgotten about Anna sitting right there next to us. She sat there in silence and immense happiness, both hands covering the lower half of her face, tears in her eyes, and grateful for having been able to witness our special and long overdue moment born out of our small triumph. It finally became too much for Anna. “Oh my God! Y’all finally said it!” she exclaimed. We broke the romantic connection of our lips and simultaneously looked over at Anna with infectious smiles of romance. “Awwwww. Sorry. I couldn’t keep it in any longer. I’m just so happy for y’all.” “Mooooom!” Rebecca playfully scolded her mom with a hint of embarrassment. “Look, I’m just being a mom. It’s what we do.” Anna kissed her daughter on the cheek and gave me an excited fist bump with a large smile. “I’m going back to the kitchen but I’m scrapping my dinner plan. I think we should celebrate. Steak sure does sound good.” After walking out the door, she popped her head back in. “I’ll close this so y’all can have some privacy.” Rebecca rolled her eyes. “Thanks mom.” she responded, obviously annoyed. She then turned her attention back to me and gave me a nice long kiss. A moment later, she pulled back with a more serious body language about her. “So…Aaron…why didn’t you tell me you loved me sooner?” “Well…you’ve been under so much stress these last couple weeks, it just never seemed to be the right time. I wanted to. I really did.” I let out a deep sigh. “Yeah…I guess…no…I definitely should’ve told you sooner. You needed to hear it sooner.” “You’re damn right you should’ve.” Rebecca said softly with a grin. I smiled. “Yeah? Well, shut the fuck up and kiss me.” She leaned in and gave me a deep and warm kiss. “I love you.” she said with a large warm smile. I smiled with deep satisfaction. “I love you too.” “I can’t believe you fuckin fist bumped my mom.” she said as she gave me a playful shove and then hopped out of bed. “OK, well then, I’m gonna take a shower. I really need one.” she said as she started undressing. “Yeah, ya do. It’s been what, four days?” I responded jokingly. “Oh wow. Thanks. Yeah, thanks for pointing that out.” she joked, throwing her shirt at me before walking into the bathroom. “Keeping track are we? Using our Google Calendeer?” She poked her head out from the bathroom with a playful smile, “Uhhhhh, stalker alert.” Rebecca went back in and I heard her turn the shower on but then she suddenly poked her head out again. “I really think you should join me. Love you.” she teased and then closed the door behind her. I quickly undressed and got my ass in the bathroom. My eyes immediately locked on Rebecca in the shower, the glass barrier and door that made up its exterior side permitted me an unobstructed view. I stared at her gorgeous form as I slowly pushed the backside of my body against the door until it closed. Both of us having professed our love for each other, I looked at her differently now. I knew for a while that I had fallen for Rebecca but now that I know it’s reciprocated, everything has changed. I look at her and no longer have to wonder how she’d respond to a deep passionate kiss out of the blue or a random sensuous touch applied to any number of the alluring parts of her body. I didn’t have to wonder if my advances were accepted because they were misconstrued as an initiation to complete our daily sex requirement or if it was my scent that fueled her desire. My advances would be accepted because she wants them, desires them, yearns for them because she loves me. It truly felt wonderful. I walked over to the glass door and paused. Rebecca was facing away from me, wetting herself down, focusing on her long brown hair that extended down to just above the small of her back in its heavy wet state. The water flowed down the curves of her voluptuous body with occasional streams forming below their apex on her hips and breasts, sending water arcing to the floor below. She’s a beautiful woman and I felt fortunate to be her lover. I opened the door and a surge of warm steam enveloped me. Rebecca briefly turned and smiled to acknowledge my entrance. “Took you long enough. I almost started without you.” “Sorry, I uhhh…I got distracted.” I replied still lost in the view of her form. “Seriously?! What? Your phone?” “Naw. I came across this beautiful woman. And I kinda got lost in her beauty.” “Oh really? Anyone I know?” I could hear in her voice the appearance of her smile hidden from my view. “Pretty sure you’ve seen her around. About five ten, long flowing brown hair, gorgeous brown eyes, soft tanned skin, and a body every woman envies. Oh and it just so happens I’m in love with her.” Rebecca turned around and faced me with her infectious smile. “Aww. Well it just so happens that I know her very well and I can assure you that she loves you too.” I scanned the front of her hot body, down and then back up, lingering on her perky and well-formed B Cup breasts, her left slightly larger than her right, each tipped with rosy pink half dollar sized areolas surrounding her supple nipples. Rebecca had a relatively narrow waist and flat stomach but I miss her now gone sexy navel that begged to be adorned with a belly ring. But I couldn’t imagine a woman looking any hotter with white and brown fur. Her hips flared out nicely, complimenting her frame, completing that nearly perfect hourglass figure that men so much admire in a well-shaped woman. Rebecca looked down at herself and then back up at me. “I know right? You can look but no touchee.” she said with a playful smile. She stepped aside from under the stream of water so I could rinse while she tended to her hair with shampoo and conditioner. The water was hot and remarkably soothing with excellent pressure. You definitely don’t have to stand under the shower for 15 minutes to get your hair wet because it comes out drip, drip, drip. Once Rebecca was done, we swapped places and I took care of my hair. When she was done rinsing, we swapped again. While I rinsed out the suds from my hair, she prepped her loofah, building up a nice lather. When Rebecca saw I was finished, she handed it to me. “Now you can touch.” she said with seductive smile. Rebecca turned her back towards me and I gently scrubbed it from top to bottom. I then scrubbed her right arm and then took care of her left. My fingers “accidentally” slipped off the loofah at each armpit and my tickles got her squirming and laughing. She turned and faced me wearing a huge grin. Starting at her shoulders, I worked my way down her front. After scrubbing her neck and above her breasts, I slowly slid the loofah down through the cleavage of her breasts. I swept back and forth under each breast before tracing around the perimeter of each. Rebecca closed her eyes and tilted her head back, savoring the sensations. “Uh oh, I found a couple dirty areas that need attention.” I said with a smile and then gently and ever so slowly moved the loofah back and forth over her left nipple and she let out a sigh of pleasure. I moved to her right breast and coaxed out another. Rebecca was quick to push the loofah below her breasts as my attention was starting to turn the heat up on her. I scrubbed down to where her fur began and then skipped down to where it ended on her thighs. I made short work of the front of her legs and then Rebecca spun around where I scrubbed their backs. She then lifted each foot and darn it if my fingers didn’t slip off the loofah yet again, coaxing out additional squirms and giggles. I tended to her ass last, giving it a couple firm squeezes with my free hand. Rebecca squirted out a little animal fur shampoo onto her right hand and then worked into the fur on and around her vulva. The rest of her fur covered areas only required cleaning once every couple weeks and it wasn’t due for cleaning until later in the week. She moved under the soothing hot water and rinsed herself free of all the suds. As she rinsed, I prepared my loofah for my own scrubbing. Done rinsing, Rebecca snatched it from my hands. “Your turn! Turn around.” she instructed. After scrubbing my shoulders and back, she hung the loofah on a hook and then began massaging my back using the suds as lubrication. I leaned forward and placed my hands on the glass barrier, enjoying the soothing sensations as her hands moved up and down my back. Rebecca would occasionally switch to using her fingernails, instantly creating a more intense kind of tickle massage. All of my stress and tension simply melted away. I didn’t move a muscle, content in my extremely relaxed state. From an outsider’s perspective of my body’s position, one might assume I was about to be frisked in the nude. I suddenly felt Rebecca move up behind me; her warm and wet body pressed against mine. Her lovely breasts and erect nipples pressing into my back, her soaked deer fur against my ass. She scrubbed my arms, guiding them into the positions required to ensure a thorough cleaning. Rebecca slipped her right hand through the loofah’s rope; it dangled freely as she slowly slid her hands along my skin until arriving at my chest. She pulled me upright and against her and I closed my eyes and concentrated on every inch of her body’s tantalizing contact along my own. I was putty in her hands. I then felt Rebecca’s chin come to rest softly on my right shoulder. “Enjoying this my love?” she inquired softly. “Mmmmmm, you have no idea.” Rebecca took the loofah into her right hand and scrubbed my chest in circular motions as she slowly worked her way down my front, stopping where my fur began on my stomach. She squatted and scrubbed my legs and then rose upright as she moved up to my ass, to which she applied a couple playful squeezes. She hung the loofah and then rinsed her hands before grabbing the bottle of animal fur shampoo. “So, are we washing all our fur today? Orrrrr…” Rebecca lowered herself a bit, pressing her firm wet breasts into my lower back, and then slowly slid them up along my skin as she rose to fully upright, her erect nipples tracing parallel lines of erotic pleasure up my back. She firmly pressed her body against mine and then placed her right hand on my fur covered hip. She then ever so slowly slid her hand downward and over my sheath to my furry deer balls. “…are we just cleaning these?” I exhaled with a subtle moan during her pleasurable quest for clarification. “Mmmmmm, just those.” Rebecca squirted some fur shampoo onto her open right hand and then carefully scrubbed my sheath and its surrounding fur. She then slowly slid her hand down to my testicles, handling them with much appreciated care. Rebecca cleaned/fondled them before slowly ascending to my sheath once again, sparking the fire she seemingly had been attempting to ignite within my deerhood as blood began to rush into its vessels. Once feeling the tip of my excited deer cock pushing into my sheath, she withdrew her hand and returned her chin to my right shoulder. “Not yet my love. Patience.” she said teasingly as she finished and rinsed her hands. “Oh you’re are such a tease.” I responded playfully. I took the soapy loofah and gave my face a quick scrubbing before moving under the showerhead and rinsing off the suds in the steaming hot water. Rebecca observed me intently off to my side, a bit chilled outside the warming embrace of the hot water, but eyeing my building erection was warming her in other ways. I had just closed my eyes and titled my head back under the stream of water when I suddenly felt the front of Rebecca’s body press against mine and her arms wrap around me. She immediately began kissing my neck and as I slowly tilted my head forward, she kissed her way to my mouth. We were instantly locked in passionate kissing as the hot water poured onto us from above. My hands went to her ass, groping it as I pulled her into me. We frenched as deeply as we could as though afflicted by an insatiable hunger for the other. I brought my right hand up to Rebecca’s left breast and gently cupped it as I ran my thumb repeatedly over her sensitive erect nipple. Her eyes closed as her head tilted back under the influence of my pleasurable attention instantly generated in her already aroused state. I placed my free hand on her back as I leaned forward and took her nipple into my mouth. Rebecca moaned audibly amongst her deepening breaths as I pinched it erotically between my teeth. I then alternated suckling and teasing it with my tongue. The attention was driving her mad with passion and her arousal was exceeding my own as her deer pussy began to moisten just mere inches from my still stiffening deer cock pressed between our bodies. I abandoned her nipple and reconnected my lips with hers. Rebecca immediately reciprocated and we were lost in the throes of kissing hungrily once again. We circled under the water 180 degrees and I pressed against her body until the back of hers came to rest against the tile wall. I kissed my way down over her chin and neck to her right breast to afford the same attention to it as paid to her left. Rebecca gasped and moaned with closed eyes and open mouth above me as her head swung side to side against the wall as the effects of my touch rushed through her body. I moved further down her body, through the water-logged fur covering her abdomen, each of my kisses providing each patch of her skin and fur a temporary reprieve from the ceaseless stream of hot water cascading down her sexy body. I lowered myself until seated on my ass, positioning myself for easy access to her pussy. The tile wasn’t comfortable but my desire to taste her and please her greatly outweighed any discomfort I might encounter. I immediately grabbed her ass with both hands and pulled my mouth lightly against her pussy, spreading her lips as I gently slid my tongue as deep as possible into her warm moist tunnel. Rebecca gasped and her hands slammed against the wall behind her as the surprise penetration instantly produced a surge of pleasure that inundated her senses. She put most of her weight against the wall allowing her to crouch a bit while opening her legs to provide me easy access. The cascading water from above was proving to be a formidable enemy against my need for life giving breaths through my meager nostrils. I created a makeshift awning by placing the edge of my hand against her skin just above my face as I continued lapping at the aroused tissues lining the first few inches in her vagina. Rebecca was awash in pleasure and hot water above me, moaning in labored breaths, water ejecting from her mouth with each forceful exhale of satisfaction. I felt the muscles in her thighs and ass tighten, cluing me in that she was getting close. I refocused my tongue to her clit and moments later the culmination to climax arrived and Rebecca interpreted the immense pleasure signals into sound with great volume. “Oh!…[gasp]…Oh my!…[gasp]…OH MY!…[gasp]…OH MY GOD!” she screamed to the heavens. Her entire body shook, her quivering legs barely managing to keep from collapsing on top of me, aided by the wall bearing most of her weight. My lips pressed firmly against her pussy felt the vibrations from each of her vagina’s contractions. I leaned back a bit, planting my hands on the floor behind me, and admired my handiwork as a panting Rebecca exuded satisfaction from the language of her body to the expression adorning her face. It took a few moments for her to recover and I just sat there on the floor in wait, kept warm by the continuous shower of hot water from above, my erect deer cock pulsing with hope for some attention. “Phew!…[pant]…Holy shit!…[pant]…That was fucking amazing!” Rebecca exclaimed as though submitting a review out to the air. She looked down at me sitting on the tile floor staring at her with a stupid grin on my face. She then looked at my erect deer cock and nodded at me with a large smile. “Yeah? OK. My turn.” Rebecca announced. She moved down to me onto all fours and coaxed me to straighten my folded legs. Rebecca slowly crawled up along my legs, her eyes locked on my cock, admired it, licking her lips with anticipation as she strategized her next move. She then leaned down and slowly slid her tongue along its underside from base to tip. My body shuttered from the sensation. She repeated the act for good measure. Rebecca then brought her lips to its tip, gave it a couple teasing licks before lowering her head, sliding about 4 of my 8 inches into her mouth before tickling the back of her throat. From her position and my cock angling away from her, it was impossible for her to deep throat its entire length. I laid down on my back so I could focus on every single sensation of her efforts. She moved up and down my throbbing member while sliding her tongue along it at various angles to enhance the pleasure. Rebecca pulled back one more time and her release was marked by a loud sucking noise made by the sudden void created between her lips. When she didn’t reengage, I lifted my head and looked down my body. My eyes met a deviously smiling Rebecca waiting for me to lock eyes with hers. “No no. I want more than just your tongue inside me.” She paused dramatically. “Deer style.” she proposed…well more like commanded…yeah, definitely commanded. I had zero objections. It was our favorite position and the one that, to date, yielded all our best orgasms, especially for her. On hands and knees, we quickly got into position under the shower of hot water and I wasted no time. I guided the tip of my deer cock to the entrance of her deer pussy, grabbed her by the hips and pushed my entire length into her while pulling her into me. Rebecca moaned loudly in response. I paused as we both luxuriated in the sensation of full penetration. She pushed into me, signaling that she was ready for more. I slowly pulled back and then pushed forward, initiating a slow and steady pumping rhythm. She was quick to start panting from her rebuilding arousal. The soft walls of her vagina felt amazing, gradually growing warmer and wetter and as Rebecca’s moans grew louder as her hot tunnel grew tighter. Her foreplay had me further along from the start, putting us neck and neck in the race to our sexual finish. I picked up the pace, thrusting more forcefully, our water-soaked bodies slapping loudly against each other with each full penetration. Rebecca was on the verge of orgasm and mere seconds after I started jack-hammering into her deer pussy as hard as I could, she came, announced with loud vocalizations that echoed off the glass and tile walls of our steamy enclosure. As her vagina repeatedly gripped the deer cock pounding into it, I was quickly brought to my peak. I groaned loudly as the pressure in my pelvis and deer balls exploded into orgasm. Stream after stream of my hot cum shot into her vagina. As the waves of pleasure diminished in us both, a panting Rebecca fell to her forearms, her forehead coming to rest on her right arm, her ass stuck up in the air. I slowly pulled my softening and retracting deer cock from her pussy and collapsed to my back, panting on the shower floor to her right. Rebecca soon joined me, laying next to me with her right arm and leg draped over me. We occasionally kissed as we enjoyed our afterglow. The level of comfort afforded by the tile floor was nonzero but pretty damn close to zero. We eventually reluctantly succumbed to the discomfort and rose to our feet. We rinsed off one more time and then completed our post shower routines. After getting dressed, we went downstairs and helped Anna with the few tasks that remained in preparing dinner. Anna couldn’t resist taking the opportunity to remark about how loud our shower was. Dinner was awesome as always and we showed our appreciation by clearing the table and cleaning the kitchen. Anna watched in amusement as we fawned and kissed each other as we went about completing the chore. She was so happy for her daughter, so happy for us. With Rebecca’s pregnancy confirmed and aided by some research, Anna was able to calculate our fawn’s due date, February 28th. Rebecca was prompt to call out, “Putting it in Google Calendeer now!” Knowing that date changed everything. It gave us hope. Before, there was no real end in sight, the passage of each day marked one more day being cursed, steadily moving towards potentially losing our humanity. Now that we had an actual end date for this curse, the passage of each day felt like it was one day closer to returning to normal and reclaiming our lives. Something that baked my noodle was that if Zână hadn’t cursed Rebecca and me, would we ever have fallen in love? From a logical perspective, remove Zână and her magic from the equation, and the chances seemed rather remote that a similar traumatic experience would occur naturally and connect me and Rebecca in a similar way that fostered the romantic feelings we have for each other today. It really sucked, but we owed our new found love to Zână and her curse. We all enjoyed having the next couple days off from school and work. Rebecca and I continued to act like lovesick puppy dogs and Anna found the spectacle of it all adorable but comical at times. The stress of waiting for Rebecca’s blood test results behind us and our newly discovered love for each other provided a nice boost in our daily sex numbers, exceeding our daily requirement by two on Tuesday and one on Wednesday. We did our best to be quiet for Anna’s sake and managed to go unnoticed all but once. Returning to school and work, our busy routines had the days flying by once again. The first sign of Rebecca’s pregnancy came that weekend when her morning sickness began. Most days came with some mild nausea but very little vomiting. There were bouts of fatigue and mood swings but, for the most part, it wasn’t too bad. Rebecca felt very fortunate.