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Edmund shuffles to the golden ladder and climbs upwards, his head swimming with questions. When his head crests the top bunk he sees Gothetta laying on her belly, both hands propping up her chin and a wide grin on her muzzle.

“You’re finally here! My beloved Eddy! Are you ready?” She says, a joyful look in her eyes.

“Ready and willing.” He responds with a smile.

The doe gets on her knees and sneakily retrieves something from under a pillow before beckoning him over.

“Come here Eddy.” He crawls over, stopping in front of her. “I want you to close your eyes.”

He crosses his arms.

“Why?”

“I’ve got a surprise for you.”

He shrugs at her vagueness.

“Alright, fine, but if this involves handcuffs or hot candlewax I may have to make an escape.”

He closes his eyes and Gothetta cackles in delight. Edmund feels cloth around his eyes, then her breath on his forehead as she leans up over him. There’s a ruffling behind his head and he realizes what she’s done.

“Okay Eddy, open your eyes my little love bug!”

He opens them and sees nothing but blackness.

“A blindfold? I never took you for the kinky type Gothetta.”

She cackles again.

“You don’t know me as well as you think you do! I’ve got titillating sensations and erotic temptations planned for you my lovey dovey, my sweetest Ed, my furless little filler of feminine voids.”

Edmund breaks into laughter, but quickly gets a hold of himself.

“Okay Gothetta, do your worst.”

“Eddy’s wish is my command!”

Edmund straightens his back and faces forward, hands on his knees as he sits on the bed. There’s the sound of movement on the bed in front of him, then a sudden silence. His heart races in his chest and sweat forms on his brow, what was she planning? He doesn’t have to wait long for his answer.

Gothetta leaps forward and knocks him down! Her hands grab his shoulders and she brings her fangs right up to his neck, their sharp points digging into his skin. Edmund shouts and tries to scramble away, but it’s no use as the doe uses her full weight to stop him.

“Gothetta!” He shouts. “Those teeth are sharp and my neck is sensitive! Stop it! You’ll poke holes in my throat!”

Gothetta pays no attention to his pleas, snarling and nipping at his neck in a frenzy.

“Grar! Gah! Gothchu! Om nom nom! This prey’s fate is sealed!” She growls into his neck, or at least as well as a doe could growl.

Edmund wiggles around in a desperate attempt to get the ravenous herbivore off of him, yet no matter which way he contorts his body or turns his head the doe always has her fangs biting into his neck. This fruitless struggle goes on for several more minutes, Edmund slowly realizing that, no, the doe was not in fact trying to eat him. He finally stills himself and lays flat on the bed, saliva covering his neck.

“Nom nom nom! The man-thing is powerless to stop the dangerous and much feared fanged doe of the forest! Ha! Ha!” Gothetta happily yells.

“Wait a minute, Gothetta, are you just roleplaying?” He asks, panting.

She leans up with a wide smile.

“Roleplay? As in playing pretend?”

“Yes, you’re pretending to be some sort of predator.”

“But I am a predator! I’ve got these two sharp fangs hanging from my mouth and the instincts to use them! Just because I'm a doe doesn’t mean that I don’t get ravenous from time to time. It’s not fair that everyone always thinks my sister is the one to fear, I can be dangerous too!”

Edmund can’t see it, but from her tone of voice it’s clear as day she’s pouting. Taking pity on Gothetta he leans back on the bed.

“Well, in that case, I sure hope that the fanged doe of the forest doesn’t continue her assault on this defenseless man thing. With my poor human eyesight I would be powerless to stop you.”

Gothetta smiles revealing her fangs, then leaps forward onto Edmund once again. He tries to stifle his laughter as the doe resumes her assault, a litany of ludicrous threats and boastful claims escaping her muzzle as the two roll, tumble, and chase each other around the bed. At some point in their fun Gothetta quietly moves away from him, leaving him alone.

“Gothetta? Have you finally had your fill of my flesh? Or does the fanged doe grow tired?” He shouts around him.

He’s met with silence. So, the doe wants to hunt for her man meat? Fine then.

He begins crawling in a random direction, peeking through a small uncovered slit of vision at the bottom of his blindfold to make sure he doesn’t fall off and break his neck, heh, wouldn’t that be an anti-climax?

There’s a barely perceptible ruffling somewhere in front of him. He stops, turns around, and begins crawling in the opposite direction at a faster pace. He wasn’t going to let her have an easy time catching her next meal. That is until he sees the golden rails of the top bunk below him and stops once more. Now which direction to-

A furry mass impacts his chest! He slides backward and almost falls off the top bunk, everything from his lower back and upward suspended in the air.

“Ahhh! Gothetta!” He screams, a very real tone of desperation in his voice. “I almost fell off the fucking bed!”

She straddles his hips and plants her ass on his thighs, providing a counterbalance to keep him from falling off.

“Heh, heh, heh, the fanged doe’s plan worked! Her foolish prey is now powerless to stop her from extracting her well-deserved gooey prize from his unprotected loins.” Gothetta says, rubbing her hands together in devious delight.

She cackles and scoots back even further, holding his legs down.

“Gothetta! This isn’t funny! I’m teetering on the edge here! Can you at least pull me back a little bit? I’m really high up!” Edmund pleads.

“No, my prey must be totally helpless as I have my way with him. That is the way of the fanged doe. Now be quiet man thing! I’ll need to concentrate if you still want your manhood attached to your body when I'm done.”

Edmund gulps, then shuts his mouth.

Gothetta leans over his crotch and studies his limp penis, no doubt gone flaccid due to fear. Gothetta grabs his length and begins gently stroking it, blood rushing back into his cock thanks to her efforts. When it reaches its full length she stops.

“I need more room.” She declares.

Gothetta grabs Edmund by the knees and shoves his legs apart, a frightened yelp escaping Edmund’s mouth as his balance is briefly brought off center. Gothetta leans down and takes his length into her mouth, her soft velvety lips slowing moving down from his glans to his base. She then brings them back up with the same amount of sensual carefulness. Edmund’s cock hardens from the sensation, and as her lips pass his glans once more he feels her teeth graze either side of his cock, the smooth enamel contrasting with her lips. The doe continues sucking his cock and Edmund lets his guard down, damn, he had no idea she was such a man eater.

Gothetta soon brings her tongue into play as well, offering sensual licks and additional texture as she continues to choke down his manhood. She begins really getting into it and Edmund feels another pressure build up within him. He waits until it could not be held back any longer and grips the bed sheets, quickly warning Gothetta of the impending snowless blizzard.

“Gothetta, fearsome predator, I'm close.” He manages through clenched teeth

She mumbles an affirmative and increases her pace, her lips making an even tighter seal around his cock. Edmund feels the pressure build up, and up, and up, until finally he releases into her mouth. The doe continues her suckling, unflinchingly swallowing load after load as he winds down. It takes longer than he expected, but eventually he’s spent. He weakly waves an arm at her.

“That’s it, you’ve sucked me dry.”

Gothetta licks her lips with a satisfied expression.

“Perfect! Now take that blindfold off and we can do something even more fun next!”

Edmund takes off his blindfold and-oh jesus that was a bad idea. He’s hit with an intense sense of vertigo as he looks at the empty space around him. He closes his eyes and shakes his head in an attempt to get his bearings but that just makes it worse! He needs to get fully back on the bed ASAP. He leans upward only for his sense of balance to tell him he’s moving downward, so he leans back down and-Ah fuck!

“Whoa-whoa-help!” He shouts as his body begins falling off the bed.

Gothetta desperately grabs one of his feet but it slips out of her grasp before she can get a good hold. With the doe screaming his line of sight goes down, down, down, until his body is in total freefall.

His life flashes before his eyes.

His father in uniform during a parade. He must have been eight, sitting on the sidelines as he walked past.

Saying goodbye to friends just before another move in the middle of elementary school.

His pet hamster, one of those little Syrian ones. Soft golden fur. Liked to eat cheerios.

Hitting a home run in middle school, his parents cheering in the crowd.

Math says he wouldn’t have the funds for college when he graduates. But he needs cash somehow.

Working at the steakhouse isn’t so bad. He’s good at his job, really good. Maybe this can turn into a career.

Just one more month till he finishes school, then he’ll be a fully certified chef.

Purple smoke.

His brain crashes into the present as the ground becomes deathly near. Goodbye mom, goodbye, dad, goodbye world, guess this is it. Kidnapped by two witches only to fall and break his neck when one of them tried to get kinky and-

“Oof!” The air is knocked out of his chest as he hits something soft and furry.

Dazed, he looks up to see Urmine staring down at him, his head resting on her bosom and her strong arms keeping him close.

“Thank the heavens! Your plushy bust stopped him!” Yells Gothetta from above.

“Drop this?” Urmine asks.

“Yes.” Gothetta shouts back. “And I would like him back please.”

Urmine ruffles his hair playfully.

“I don’t know, I think I might keep him.”

Gothetta hits the siderail with a fist.

“Not fair! We haven’t even gotten around to the part where he sticks it in me yet!”

Urmine gives a bellowing laugh and walks to the ladder, letting Edmund climb onto it. Still in shock from his near death experience he shakily climbs upward, soon sitting on the bed next to Gothetta. He points a stern finger at her.

“I'm not doing any of that blindfold stuff again. No way.”

Gothetta puts an apologetic hand on his shoulder, her eyes tearing up.

“I’m so sorry my love, I just tried to have a bit of fun and almost killed my only love-companion in the process.” She turns away and cover her eyes in shame. “I’m clearly not fit to take care of a mate, I’m destined to die alone and eggless, just like dear sister told me! Forever single, never to mingle with bachelors or feel my innards tingle ever again!”

She wipes away a tear, then Edmund pats her on the shoulder.

“Hey, it’s not like I actually died or anything. Let’s just keep the good times rolling so we can get to the part where you send me back.”

“I’m forgiven?” She asks with a pathetic sniffle.

He shakes his head.

“Yes, forgiven. Just as long as whatever we do next, we do on the center of the bed.” He firmly states.

The doe suddenly straightens her back and rubs her hands together, a devious smirk on her face.

“Heh, heh, heh, the fanged doe is forgiven. That means she can continue to play with her prey, and go all the way! Heh, heh, heh.”

Edmund raises an eyebrow.

“…what?”

She begins crawling towards the pile of pillows in the center of the bed.

“Come Eddy! I have an idea on how to ensure your safety.”

He crawls next to the big pile of pillows in the center of the bed once more. Gothetta puts on her best puppy dog eyes.

“I need you to close your eyes again. Pretty pleeeeaaasseee?” She says, flashing her long eyelashes at him.

Edmund sighs, and reluctantly follows her command.

“Sure, but remember no more blindfolds.”

“Don’t worry! This isn’t a blindfold!”

He hears the rustling of pillows in front of him and feels cold leather wrap around his neck. Without her permission he opens his eyes and looks down.

“Jesus Gothetta, a collar and leash?”

She grins nervously.

“W-well now that you’re restrained I can make super-super-super sure that you can’t get near the edge of the bed again! Now you’re totally safe!”

He rubs the inside of the collar, it’s a little tight for his liking.

“So you’re doing this for my safety and not because it’s yet another one of your kinks? Really?” He says incredulously.

She smiles and shakes her head.

“Yes! I just want to keep my love-companion safe. Now move over here dear Eddy.”

She crawls over a few feet and tugs on the leash forcing Edmund to follow behind her. She retrieves a few pillows and makes a short stack in front of her, then lowers her chest onto them, her doe butt sticking up in the air. She gives her tail a wiggle and shoots Edmund a saucy look.

“Time to mount this doe, Edmund. Don’t be afraid to go hard on me, I'm more durable than I seem.”

He moves behind her and looks at her plushy posterior. Her short fluffy tail almost completely hid her anus from view, meanwhile her entrance lay between her puffy vulva, she’s a real peach. Edmund grabs her cheeks and gently spreads her lips apart with his thumbs, her entrance wet and dripping with arousal.

Edmund’s cock doesn’t need much convincing, it’s already rock hard and pointing right where it needs to go. Still, he decides to test the waters a bit. Two fingers are slid into her slippery folds and rubbed back and forth a bit. She’s well lubricated, no doubt about that, but she’s so damned tight Edmund’s not sure if he’ll fit without a little bit of loosening.

There’s a sharp tug on his leash and his head is jerked forward.

“Stick it in already! Stop it with that finger crap! I want to feel the full length of my love-companion’s meaty rod piercing my velvety folds, our bodies, minds, and souls merging into a crackling explosion of breathy lust and mutual pleasure.” Her voice suddenly lowers in pitch and takes on a commanding tone. “So. Stick. It. In. Already.” She commands with a short growl, fangs bared.

“O-okay, I'm going to do it, no need to be so forceful.” Edmund stutters out, surprised at Gothetta’s newfound sense of authority.

He aligns his cock with her entrance, puts his head right next to her lips, then slowly guides himself in. It takes some effort to make it past her crushingly tight walls but he manages to hilt himself on the doe. Good lord! Gothetta is tight, far tighter than Urmine, not that he would ever let either sister know that. Still hilted, he rocks his hips backward and slides his length almost completely out of her. His cock makes another attack run and thankfully Gothetta’s defenses have softened somewhat, her body adjusting to his girth. He gradually increases his pace until a steady rhythm is built up, his balls slapping against her pelvis in predictable beat. The doe seems to be taking his efforts well, her tongue lolling out of her mouth and her ears laid back against her skull.

Until there’s another tug on his collar.

“Harder!” She cries out.

“What?”

“Harder!” She repeats, her voice breathy and ecstatic.

Not wanting to let the lady down he increases his pace, his cock slipping just a little deeper into her caverns with each loud plap. Sweat begins to form on his body and fatigue begins to set in as his frantic pace begins to drain his energy. He wipes his brow and wonders just how long he would have to be going until she was satisfied. Still, he steadies his nerves and soldiers on, intent to leave the doe dripping and satisfied by the time they were done.

Edmund’s not sure how much more of this he can take. Every muscle around his hips is sore and beaten, he’s practically panting as a layer of sweat forms on his body, his nerves scream for respite from the constant stimulation. And yet the doe shows no signs of being tired of his thrusting! Despite her incredible stamina the steady pleasure his cock’s been experiencing meant he was going to cum soon. That pressure builds up once more and Edmund gives her ass a slight slap.

“Almost there Gothetta, I think I’ll need a water break after this.”

She turns her head to look at him.

“No! Not yet!” She cries out. “Ah, fuck, I’m going to need to hurry myself up a bit.”

Her hand reaches between her legs and begins vigorously rubbing her clit. Edmund increases his pace slightly and lets his orgasm overtake him. A few thrusts later and his pace slows, each hilting now accompanied by a burst of cum coating the doe’s walls. He continues for a few more thrusts before letting his hands fall free of her hips.

“No! I’m so close Edmund! Keep going!”

She bares her fangs at him and he quickly gets back into position, wildly thrusting his now painfully sensitive cock in and out of her. She flicks her bean with increasing fervor until finally reaching a crescendo. She rolls her head towards the ceiling and lets out a high pitched moan. It’s accompanied by a spasm within her folds and Edmund slows down again, his head agonizingly flush with sensation. He pulls his hips back and some of his baby batter gushes out of her, the doe’s tight folds not allowing much room for it to gather.

Edmund lets his body fall to the bed as he slowly catches his breath. Gothetta rolls over onto her back and puts a hand back down between her legs, a finger lazily playing with herself. He looks over to her.

“Jesus, still not done?”

“Gotta lower myself down gently Edmund, I don’t just ‘cum and done’ like you do. A lady doe needs to savor her post coitus fizzles.”

“Fine, fine. But when you’re done, there’s something I promised Urmine.”

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The three of them lay on a pile of pillows on the bottom bunk, Edmund in the center with the sisters flanking him. He’s laying just a little higher than they are and has a hand on each of their ears, rubbing lazy circles into their fuzzy flesh. Urmine turns her head towards Gothetta.

“See? I told you this felt nice.”

The doe mumbles something incoherent in response, her eyes closed in a dreamy bliss as she hugs a pillow to her chest.

Urmine leans her head up and surveys Edmund’s body. Red marks all over his neck where Gothetta nipped at him, a collar still stuck on his neck, a thick layer of sweat all over his body, and his cock rubbed red and raw. This doesn’t surprise her. She puts her head back on a pillow.

“It seems my sister had fun with you.” She whispers to Edmund.

“I never expected a doe to be so ravenous.” He replies.

Urmine chuckles to herself and closes her eyes.

“Now that you’ve satisfied even our basest desires you can go back whenever you want. I think we’ve held you long enough."