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Our college resumed operations from winter break on January 7th. Neither Rebecca nor I had received a response from our counselors to the emails sent a couple weeks ago. Rather than wait for a response that may not come in a timely manner, we called first thing in the morning to see if arrangements could be made for completing our classes remotely. To our dismay, there were partial remote options for each of our classes but none for 100% remote. Those options had vanished once Covid-19 was accepted by society as part of daily life, much like the Flu and the common cold. The good news was we wouldn’t lose the credits earned from our completed first semester. We resided to the fact that our college path was going to be on hold for a semester. A mere speed bump in the road until Summer classes began, where we could make up for some of our lost ground. On January 10th, the day before our 5-month ultrasound, an excited Rebecca shook me awake very early in the morning. She quickly grabbed my left hand and pressed it against her fur covered and very firm abdomen. As my awareness came to, I suddenly felt very subtle movements against my hand. The sensations were quite astounding. Our little doe had woken Rebecca from a deep sleep by acting a spaz, kicking and rolling inside of her. Rebecca tried to describe how otherworldly it felt as I experienced them externally with my hand. As we laid there, Rebecca mentioned that she wanted to give our doe a name. After some Googling and a lengthy discussion, we settled on Aria for no particular reason other than it sounded pretty. At 6am we got out of bed and started our day. The next couple days were “action packed” considering our typically dull routine on most days. Today was the first birthing/fawning practice session hosted at Anna’s house. While Rebecca assisted Anna with making breakfast, I rearranged the living room furniture and setup the table with supplies according to the plan. Days earlier, Anna emailed a PDF she created to everyone in our inner circle that detailed all the plans for everything leading up to our fawn’s birth that were discussed after the big reveal to my parents almost 2 weeks ago. In preparation, Rebecca and I read through it multiple times together and alone and coached each other in multiple study sessions. It included links to multiple videos, some extremely graphic, that helped us visualize what to expect. Rebecca and I even had our own mini practice sessions that may or may not have kinda turned into baby making sessions. My parents arrived promptly and we excitedly shared the news of our doe’s name and Anna and my parents loved it. We ate breakfast together at the dining room table and shared the events of the week that weren’t already known to everyone. At the meal’s conclusion, Anna handed printouts of the PDF to everyone and outlined the plan for the day. Already in the know, Rebecca and I tended to cleaning up the table and kitchen while Anna brought my parents up to speed in the already rearranged living room. Once the kitchen and dining room were clean, we joined our parents in the living room where Anna provided training as to how each room needed to be prepped and each of our responsibilities throughout the fawning process. We took a break for lunch near noon but were right back at it about an hour later. We roleplayed through various scenarios until calling it a day a little before 5pm. While the females took care of making dinner, my dad and I restored the living room and dining room back to their intended purpose. We all enjoyed a healthy and hearty meal complimented by pleasant light conversations and laughter. We all pitched in during the cleanup that followed and then retired to the living room where we enjoyed a movie and popcorn to rest our exhausted minds from the day’s plethora of information crammed into our primitive biological data stores. The next day had us all filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness for our imminent Mission: Impossible style-esque covert ultrasound. Arriving at the medical facility, the rear parking lot was practically deserted as was much of our route to the exam room. I kind of enjoyed propelling myself around in the wheelchair but quickly realized it required more effort than I knew. As we turned a corner, Anna literally ran into her condescending prick of a supervisor, Tom, whose paperwork he’d been focused on reading was sent flying about the hallway. Anna was knocked back towards me but she fortunately kept herself from falling, catching herself using my wheelchair’s armrest while painfully pinning my left arm against the wheel in the process. Tom wasn’t so fortunate as the collision sent him falling to the floor. Our hearts immediately began pounding in fear. “Oh my God! Are you OK?!” Anna asked in shock. “I'm fine.” Tom responded with great frustration. “I’m so sorry!” Anna apologized as she extended a hand and then helped Tom to his feet. “It's all right Anna. The boss should get knocked on his ass once in a while. It's good for him.” he stated with light sarcasm. As he collected himself, Rebecca and I very carefully began picking up his papers, focusing on using very specific motions so as to reveal nothing conspicuous. It was then that I quickly discovered a quite unpleasant pain in my wrist but I worked around it. After brushing himself off, Tom and Anna joined us in collecting the remainder of his papers that rested on the floor. “What are you doing here this time of night? And on a Sunday no less?” Tom asked incredulously as he collected his papers. With little hesitation, Anna spat out a rehearsed response. “Well, my daughter and her boyfriend are very early in their premed journey but they’re still trying to figure out exactly what field they want to pursue. They were curious about ultrasound technology, so I brought them in to give them a hands-on practical. I figured this was the best time of day to do it.” Tom’s whole attitude suddenly changed. “Oh, a couple of budding medical professionals. Nice. Excellent idea bringing them here. Yes, definitely keep bringing them in. There’s nothing like hands-on mentorship.” He reached into this pants pocket and handed Rebecca and me his business card. “Connect with me on LinkedIn and I’ll help you start building your network. It really helps to have a good one in our industry.” Rebecca and I each took his card and thanked him. Tom glanced at his watch. “Sorry, I’d like to talk more about this but I got to file this paperwork and get home. I hope you two enjoy our facility. Anna, have a good night and see you tomorrow.” Tom continued down the hallway in the opposite direction of our destination and we all looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. As I put my chair into motion, I yelped a bit from shooting pain in my left wrist. Anna examined it and found nothing serious but decided it was best if she took over driving my conveyance. She grabbed the handles and we headed off to the exam room. At the other end of the hallway, Tom glanced back at just the right moment and did a doubletake as something about my wheelchair caught his eye. We suddenly heard Tom shouting for Anna to hold up amongst heavy and rapid footsteps coming towards us from behind. We froze and looked at each other unsure of what to do. Tom quickly caught up to us and took position in front of my wheelchair. “I can’t believe I didn’t notice this before!” he exclaimed as he slowly reached down to the right side of my chair. We hesitantly followed his hand’s slow journey down to what was there in plain sight for all to see, a sheet of one Tom’s papers stuck to the large wheel. He gently plucked it free and added it to the stack of papers in his other hand. He thanked us for stopping and hurriedly headed off once again. We all let loose a collective sigh of relief yet again and then quickly got our asses to the exam room before anything else could happen. Reaching the exam room, we felt so much safer, the door locked and the windows covered. As Rebecca was being reclined in the chair, she brought up a concerning pressure and tenderness she was starting to feel within her udder. Anna completed a thorough exam and after consulting some animal medical resources, she concluded that her udder had started making preparations for milk production. Rebecca wasn’t too thrilled about that news. The ultrasound showed Aria’s hooves had fully formed. Her skull, spine, ribs, and long bones were sharply defined and her heartbeat was strong and rhythmic. All major organs appeared to be formed and functional. The total body length measurement (with legs) had Aria at 15 inches in length. Anna printed a hardcopy photo of Aria for Rebecca’s baby book and transferred the video and stills to her phone. With Aria’s exam complete, Anna turned her attention to completing a thorough exam of Rebecca’s abdomen, pelvic region, and upper legs to get a better sense of her human/deer hybrid anatomy. I happily assisted Rebecca with removing her panties and I couldn’t help but stare a bit and crack a smile at being granted a view of her tasty pussy. Rebecca immediately took notice and playfully smacked my arm. “Down boy!” Rebecca scolded with a smile. Unfortunately for Rebecca, this exam required lots of clear gel, essentially covering her entire abdomen, pelvis, and the upper half of her former thighs, and this was just for her front side to start. As Anna maneuvered the wand, she explained what she was looking for and what she was seeing displayed on the monitor. Once Anna completed examining her front side, she had Rebecca roll onto her left side facing away from her so she could examine her backside. She then applied more gel, coating her lower back, most of her ass, and the upper portion of her cervine legs down to a few inches below her ass. Anna guided the wand, adjusting its angle while varying how much she pressed it into her fur and gel covered skin, slowly working from the top down. When Anna finished, the complex task of cleaning the copious amounts of gel from Rebecca’s fur began which we knew in advance would be more of a “best we can do” effort that would definitely require follow up with a thorough showering. From what she could ascertain, except for Rebecca’s sex organs, the rest of her organs and digestive tract were 100% human. Her skeletal structure was 100% human but transitioned to 100% cervine just below her hip sockets but well before her cervine knees residing in her former thighs. The transition of her soft tissues occurred in near the same zone on her front but higher up on her backside, visibly made obvious by her tail and the loss of mass in her ass. Anna asked if she could examine me in the same way. This would require me to be clothing free from the waist down and she completely understood if I objected. To be honest, there was a brief moment of hesitation with the thought of Rebecca’s mom handling my cervine sheath and testicles but the realist in me prevailed knowing that this was “Anna the nurse” performing a medical examination for science. I agreed and without hesitation, stripped off everything but my shirt. I caught Rebecca eyeing my sex as she continued her efforts of removing gel from her fur while standing next to me. I playfully smacked her arm. “Down girl!” I said playfully with a smile. I got into the chair lying on my back and Anna adjusted its position to meet her examination needs. She lathered the same areas of my frontside with gel as she had done to Rebecca and it was uncomfortably cold. I was a bit thankful for that as I hoped it would suppress ALL potential for a surprise erection. Pressing the wand against me, Anna went about her exam much in the same manner as she had done with Rebecca. We both unavoidably blushed a little while examining my sheath and testicles, the latter requiring her to take into her hands. I managed to get through it all without my cervine penis making an appearance. I had never been so happy to not get a boner in my life. I rolled to my left side, Anna lathered me up with gel, and then did her thing. When she finished, she did the best she could with removing as much gel as possible. I now knew exactly how disgusted Rebecca felt. So much of my fur was matted in this sticky gel and a shower was the only cure. It felt so gross once fully dressed but sitting in it was so much worse. Anna transferred all the ultrasound videos and stills from our exams to her phone so she could review them in more detail at home and have them for potential future use. We got the hell outta there and actually managed to not visibly or physically run into anyone on our way out to Anna’s Camry. We made it home without issue and Rebecca and I were never more thankful to take a shower. Naturally, to conserve water, we felt it best to shower together; however, with the amount of time we spent in foreplay and having sex, we ended up wasting more water than we saved. Oh well, it was the thought that counts. Maybe with enough practice, we could shave off enough time so that more water would be saved than wasted. After all, practice makes perfect. Over the next three weeks, visible changes began to take hold of Rebecca’s body. Aria filled the available abdominal cavity and with nowhere left to grow accept outwards, Rebecca’s abdomen began expanding very slowly, but wasn’t very noticeable. It was the first of February that really marked a stark transition to sudden and rapid changes. Rebecca’s abdomen became visibly distended, her baby bump announcing her pregnancy to the world, or rather the few people in it that actually ever saw her. Aria’s kicks were getting stronger. I could easily feel them and all her other body movements when she shifted and repositioned within her confined space. On the lower half of Rebecca’s swelling abdomen, the skin of her udder lost its looseness as it slowly began to expand as milk production began. Our Saturday fawning training sessions were beginning to show evidence of our improving skills. Our sessions were literally running through the entire fawning scenario in real-time from labor start to Aria and Rebecca’s aftercare. By our 6 month and final ultrasound on February 15th, just 13 days before our due date, the pregnancy was really beginning to take a toll on Rebecca. Having a mostly human torso with doe sex organs came with a unique form of pregnancy torture that no woman will ever remotely come close to experiencing let alone topping. Not only had her belly became large and prominent, but the added insult was her rounding udder and lengthening teats. It had become noticeably enlarged and firmer as milk accumulated, her deer skin taut and warm to the touch. The size was comparable to a large orange cut in half, attached on the lower half of her baby bump. Needless to say, this all compounded to significantly increase her back pain, pelvic pressure, and fatigue. The cherry on top was that each passing day brought an increase in the frequency of urination as her uterus pressed more and more on her bladder. One day Rebecca got pissed about having to deal with her filling udder and ranted about wishing there was some kind of bra for it. Doe udders weren’t designed for bipedal animals and it was becoming a problem for Rebecca. Anna came to her rescue and made a sort of spandex sports udder bra. It worked really well and was a godsend for Rebecca. If only there were more than one female faun on the planet, Anna could probably corner the market, make a killing, and retire. Sex was becoming more of a chore but remained a requirement. More and more out of necessity for Rebecca’s comfort, she favored completing our coupling using deer style. Not sure if it was due solely to our cervine sex anatomy, but it was hands down the most pleasurable position for her (and me as well). The cowgirl position had long been Rebecca’s favorite as she enjoyed control over the rhythm and pace of clit and vaginal stimulation and the extent and duration of penetration; and when I slid my hand between us, it sent her clit stimulation over the moon. But as her pregnancy progressed, she favored it less and less. The ultrasound showed our fawn Aria was well-developed and healthy. The good news was that she was already oriented with forelegs and head angled toward the birth canal. All of her internal organs were clearly visible with a very strong heart, beating at around 160 beats per minute. The detail in some of her visible features was insanely clear. We could see her eyelids and movements in her jaw as she swallowed amniotic fluid. She was now about the size of a small housecat. Aria’s movements were strong, her kicks and stretching movements were sometimes visible from the outside as faint ripples under Rebecca’s taut fur covered skin. In the final 2 weeks of Rebecca’s pregnancy, her pregnancy was the only thing she was aware of. She knew no peace and barely got any sleep at night. Breathing became more difficult as her uterus pushed up against her diaphragm. Rebecca’s mental toughness faltered some days, her fear of the impending fawning process occasionally getting the best of her. Anna and I were always there to provide the support she needed and talk her through her concerns and fears. What pregnant teenager in her uncharted position wouldn’t be scared? What scared Rebecca most was that her labor could start with little warning. Once her contractions begin, they’d likely progress rapidly into active labor, and in 4–6 hours, maybe longer, she’d be a mother. Since does don’t experience Braxton Hicks contractions or false labors as women do, once her contractions start, it’s showtime. Typical indicators for does were teat elongation and the udder filling noticeably with more milk 1–3 days before fawning, restlessness, the desire to seek isolation, frequent grooming and tail flicking, subtle posture changes, and vulva swelling and moistening. We figured Rebecca should expect to experience the physical changes but with Rebecca being only part doe and having a human mind, we weren’t sure if any of the behavioral and psychological changes would present. Aria was frequently active. Rebecca was always grabbing my hand and pressing it against her baby bump to share her experiences. We’d sometimes just lay on our bed with her crop top pulled up and watch Aria’s movements carried out in the ripples of Rebecca’s taut fur covered skin. There were times when Aria’s kicks appeared as though she might kick right through the skin, jiggling Rebecca’s taught udder below. Monday the 23rd really seemed to mark the day that her fawning was mere days away. Rebecca’s fatigue was replaced with a sense of anxiety and restlessness. She began to feel a pressure in her pelvis as ligaments started relaxing in preparation for fawning. Her udder continued to slowly swell and her teats began to enlarge and point outward. Something we had to consider was the possibility that Rebecca’s labor could start shortly before midnight and prevent us from completing our daily sex requirement before crossing midnight. Although we felt it shouldn’t count against us, we weren’t quite sure if Zână would consider that a violation in the terms of our curse. To err on the side of caution, we shifted our sessions to first thing in the morning. Tuesday and Wednesday brought achiness as pressure in her pelvis increased and spread into her hips. Discomfort near the base of her tail marked the beginning of involuntary tail flicking and twitching, which drove her nuts as it was one more accommodation she had to account for when seeking a comfortable sitting and laying position. Rebecca’s vulva became more pinkish, slightly swollen, and more moist. Her udder began swelling more rapidly with milk, its size was comparable to a large cantaloupe cut in half and attached to the lower half of her baby bump. Her teats stretched to a length of about 0.75 inch and became shiny and pinker in color. By Thursday, Rebecca’s pelvis appeared to have reached maximum relaxation with ligaments loosened and ready for fawning. Her udder appeared full, now the size of a full cantaloupe on the lower half of her baby bump, her teats noticeably engorged. Finding comfort became a constant frustrating struggle due to mild aches, loosening, and stretching in her lower back, hips, and pelvis. She was all over the place, standing, sitting or lying down, and then standing again. Her pelvis felt odd and not firm while walking or even just standing. When she was off her feet, she frequently shifted her posture and adjusted as she fought the inability to find comfort. When discovering any position of comfort, no matter how odd looking, she’d freeze and relish the reprieve. Rebecca’s appetite also underwent a change, gradually losing it throughout the day and resorting to only nibbling on and off. Come Friday, Rebecca just wanted to get Aria out of her. The fear of the unknown and pain of delivery took a far back seat to tolerating the unending aches, the constant inability to sit still, and the impossible accomplishment of finding any sort of comfort. During her pacing and circling, her involuntary tail swishing was constant over the panties pulled up to its base. Rebecca’s tail also began lifting upright in response to muscle tension, pelvic relaxation, and pressure from the near-term fetus. When not wearing her udder bra, her heavy udder bounced and swayed as she walked and moved about, the tips of her engorged teats glistened from the waxy coating of colostrum. Rebecca was thankful that her breasts remained unchanged and didn’t show any signs of preparing for milk production. It was a small victory, but a victory nonetheless. A clear and sometimes whitish mucus discharge from Rebecca’s swollen vulva began late in the day, signaling that labor was close. Anna told us and texted my parents to be ready as labor could start at any moment. Rebecca didn’t get much sleep that night as had more or less been her routine over the last 2 weeks but something was different. Rebecca couldn’t quite put her finger on it. Nearly impossible to find comfort, Rebecca was in and out of bed constantly. When it wasn’t that, it was to pee. She must have peed once or twice or more every single hour. Any more often and she was going to start receiving her mail in the bathroom. Rebecca tried her best not to wake me, but when I was jostled awake, I comforted her and gave her massages where she directed in an effort to provide her with any sort of relief. The last time I was woken by Rebecca, it was early Saturday morning, a little after 6am. She had shaken me awake to feel Aria moving inside in her. Rebecca laid on her back in bed, semi-upright on a stack of pillows with her crop top pulled up to fully expose her round, taut, and furry abdomen and udder. As I laid on my left side to her right, she had my right hand under hers, pressed flat against her baby bump. With a wide smile she slid it to different locations, chasing Aria’s kicks, stretches, and shifts in position. We watched in amazement as her skin bulged outward and rippled as our fawn we were soon to meet any day now moved within. Suddenly Rebecca gripped my left hand tight as her expression turned to one of surprise. “Oh shit! I think my water just broke!” she exclaimed. I quickly got out of bed and checked. Rebecca’s panties were wet as was the bed beneath her crotch. “Oh shit! It’s…it’s happening! It’s really happening!” I shouted excitedly but understandably mixed with a little fear. “Anna! It’s time!” I shouted to alert her. “Stay here, I’ll go get her!” “Stay here?! Where the fuck do you think I’m gonna go?!” Rebecca chided. She could already feel the start of small contractions as her labor began. “Ooo…ooo…hurry! My contractions are starting!” “OK…OK…I’m going!” “Stop telling me you’re fucking going and fuckin go tard!” she shouted in frustration. I yelled for Anna again and then raced off to get her. I arrived at the open door to her bedroom to find her bed unoccupied and still made, seemingly not having been slept in. After confirming her bathroom was empty, I rushed down the hall to the top of the stairs overlooking the living room while hollering for Anna as I went. I discovered her springing from the chair she’d fallen asleep in after having already prepped the living room, dining room, and kitchen for Rebecca’s looming fawning. She had prepared fresh bedding using a mix of sterile bedding and pads laid down in layers in the center of the living room. The nearby couch was prepped in a similar fashion so that Rebecca could comfortably sit or lay if needed. A table was setup with stacks of sterile towels, all the necessary medical supplies, and multiple buckets at the ready to be filled with water. The final touch, a Bluetooth speaker, fully charged, and ready to connect and softly play Rebecca’s playlist from her phone. Unfortunately, if complications arose, we’d have no choice but to call 911. The ramifications of that were completely unknown but quite scary to think about. What would become of us if it was suddenly made known to the world that two real life fauns were giving birth to a fawn? We really had no choice but to hope for no complications more than what Anna could handle herself and, if things went south, that Zână would step in and protect us all before coming to point of getting outsiders involved. “I’m coming!” Anna shouted as she hotfooted across the living room. “AAAAAHHHHH!!! SHE’S COMING!!!” Rebecca yelled from her bedroom as her first substantial contraction hit. When Anna and I arrived, Rebecca was breathing hard as the first wave of significant contractions subsided. Anna immediately took charge and completed some medical checks while I called my parents. Rebecca checked out OK, her cervix already 2cm dilated. Anna confirmed that it was go time and we helped Rebecca to her feet and carefully guided her downstairs to the ready-made living room. Her contractions were mild and spaced apart. It only took a few moments to complete what little preparations remained to be completed. As Anna got Rebecca and Aria connected to the monitoring equipment, I prepped the buckets with water and set the mood for Rebecca by dimming the lights and starting her playlist of soft music. My parents arrived just moments after. Rebecca’s early labor stage progressed without any complications. She spent most of it switching between laying or sitting on the couch and walking around or squatting while going through her breathing techniques as contractions flowed and ebbed. Near the 2.5-hour mark, Rebecca’s contractions intensified and became frequent as her cervix achieved full dilation. Just shy of the 5.5-hour mark, Aria entered the birth canal, and the rest of Rebecca’s labor progressed more rapidly from there. From this point, Rebecca mostly preferred utilizing the squatting position. I was positioned in front of Rebecca, facing her, so that I could help her maintain and change her positions while also allowing her to use me as leverage as needed. The hooves of Aria’s forelegs appeared first and moments later her snout, pressed against her coupled forelegs. Rebecca screamed through gritted teeth as a set of fierce contractions added more force to begin working Aria’s shoulders and chest through her sore cervix and birth canal. This was by far the worst part of Rebecca’s labor and it didn’t let up until Aria’s torso was out. A couple more pushes and Aria’s hips and hind legs slid free from Rebecca’s exhausted body as Anna gently guided Aria down to the floor. Rebecca’s contractions quickly became milder but were still rhythmic and purposeful as her uterus switched to the process of expelling the afterbirth. Aria was officially born at 11:39am on Saturday, February 28, 2026. Anna quickly cleared Aria’s nose and mouth with a suction bulb and then rubbed her briskly with a towel to encourage breathing. Rebecca needed a break, so I helped her sit semi-upright against her stack of pillows. After Aria took her first breath, she faintly bleated and that brought Rebecca to tears of joy. Anna immediately gave Aria to Rebecca for critical bonding and stress relief. Rebecca looked over the features of her baby doe as she held her in her arms. She was about the size of an adult housecat but with long and thin legs. Aria’s glossy and very dark brown eyes stared deeply into her mother’s soft brown eyes. Instead of a fur coat of reddish-brown with white spots, her small body was covered in a winter coat much like her mother’s. Anna remarked at how unusual this was but attributed it to Aria being born in the winter instead of the normal month of June. Aria would need this winter coat to survive in the cold until summer arrived. Aria’s underside and upper half of the inside of her legs were covered in white fur. She had a cute black nose and black tipped snout. While Rebecca bonded with Aria, Anna and I tended to the umbilical cord. We each clamped off a section and I proudly completed the cut. Anna then disinfected the stump using antiseptic iodine. We then stayed back giving Aria the opportunity to bond with her mother. My mom and dad hugged me joyfully. After a few moments, Jennifer handed Rebecca some warm water-soaked washcloths and dry towels to clean and dry Aria’s fur. It was Rebecca’s preferred substitute to performing the task using her tongue as a doe would. After about 10 minutes, Anna instructed Rebecca to start working with Aria in getting her to stand. Rebecca was sore and exhausted but she knew she had to suck it up and perform the duties of a doe and mother to her fawn. I helped Rebecca carefully get up onto all fours. She used her hands to nudge Aria’s body, focusing around her shoulders and hindquarters, prompting her to try and rise. Rebecca continued nudging her and then started stepping slightly away, trying to encourage Aria to get up and follow her. Rebecca would imitate a doe’s quiet grunts but also called Aria by name to reassure her and draw her attention toward her. 10 minutes of Rebecca’s persistence began to pay off when Aria made her first attempt to stand. Her very wobbly legs got her about halfway up before collapsing back to the floor. She collapsed several more times but a few more attempts later and Aria was able to successfully stand, wobbling on unsteady legs. About 15 minutes later, Aria was standing steadily and was taking short, shaky steps. We had Rebecca relocate to a clean area on the other side of the living room so we could clean up her delivery area and put down clean bedding and a fresh stack of pillows. Aria clumsily followed her close behind, falling a couple times along the way. Aria seemed confident enough on her hooves that she decided it was time to address another pressing need. She caught Rebecca off guard when she came up to her left side and suddenly began nosing around her abdomen and butting Rebecca’s udder gently with her nose. As Aria moved her head side-to-side, searching for her teats, Rebecca reached down and guided her towards the closest one. Aria struggled with latching, her first several attempts failed with brief sucks and slip offs. After a couple more tries, she latched on and the stimulation triggered her udder to release its milk into the teat. Rebecca’s tail flicked from the reflexive muscle contractions and felt a mild tingling and warmth in her udder as the pressure increased with the release of her milk. Her milk let-down also triggered stronger and more coordinated uterine contractions, signaling that the shrinking of her uterus and active delivery of the afterbirth had begun. Aria’s tail wagged rapidly, indicating strong suckling and milk flow from Rebecca’s painfully taut udder. Rebecca stroked Aria’s back and used warm water-soaked washcloths and dry towels to clean and dry portions of Aria she initially missed, reinforcing their bond and providing Aria the attention expected from her mother. Rebecca remarked at how she felt the presence of doe instincts and how odd the sensations felt when they would come to the forefront of her mind. She described a strange and alien feeling of being strongly compelled to remain still and motionless to protect her newborn from predators. Aria nursed continuously for about 8 minutes, rhythmically suckling Rebecca’s teat with strong audible gulps, her tail wagging all the while. As her stomach approached being full, Aria’s suckling became less vigorous and she began to take short pauses. Once she had her fill, she released Rebecca’s teat and then looked up into the eyes of her loving faun mother who had been watching and admiring her beautiful fawn daughter. Rebecca cleaned Aria’s mouth with a warm wet towel and then planted multiple loving kisses on her snout. Rebecca smiled and let out a large sigh of relief at her now partially empty udder, the tightness and pressure thankfully reduced by Aria’s feeding. Rebecca laid down on the bedding and continued grooming Aria, alternating between warm damp washcloths and dry towels to continue the bonding process and scent removal to protect from the non-existent predators. This also stimulated circulation, digestion, urination, and defecation. During periods of stronger contractions from her uterus, Rebecca breathed hard through them but focused on caring for Aria. The act of nursing was physically taxing for Aria. She quickly became overwhelmed by drowsiness and laid down and drifted off to sleep. With Aria’s needs met, our focus shifted to delivering the afterbirth. Anna and I encouraged Rebecca to stand and walk to aid in expelling it. Several waves of contractions were intense, but thankfully, none were as fierce as those she experienced during Aria’s fawning. I coached Rebecca through her breathing when they hit. After about 30 minutes, the placenta entered the birth canal and Rebecca came back to her cleaned delivery area and returned to her squatting position in preparation for passing it. I moved next to her and held her hand while assisting her with keeping her balance. It wasn’t long before the placenta was expelled and Rebecca immediately cried in tremendous relief as her labor had officially come to an end. Rebecca sat down and leaned against her stack of pillows as Anna completed a thorough examination of her vulva, perineum, and vagina for bleeding, tears, and other issues. She found absolutely nothing of concern or anything that required treatment. Rebecca would continue to experience light and intermittent contractions as her uterus slowly shrank down and Anna would be completing regular routine exams until Rebecca’s human sex organs were restored. Anna and Jennifer cleaned Rebecca up as best they could with warm wet washcloths and warm dry towels. Once they were finished, they helped her put on a diaper to capture all the wonderful fluids that would continue to be expelled. We had Rebecca move Aria to an isolated spot hidden away on the far side of the living room prepared with plush bedding on the floor where she could lay down, rest, and “hide”. As Rebecca approach Aria, she grunted to get her attention. Aria used her unsteady legs to stand in response and Rebecca led her over to her new bedding. After finding a comfortable spot, she laid down and quickly fell asleep. Rebecca left her alone in isolation as every doe does their newborn to foster the instinct of independence fawns require to survive. Having said that, Anna did setup a Ring camera focused on the bedding area so anyone could view Aria whenever they pleased using the Ring app on their own phone without disturbing her. I then assisted an exhausted Rebecca to our favorite couch to rest where I held her in my arms while she dosed off. The parents cleaned up the rest of the living room making sure to keep their distance from Aria. We were trying not to let Aria get too comfortable around humans and lose her natural fear of them right before going to live in the wild. Anna and my mom made sure all medical waste was properly bagged in heavy-duty biohazard bags. They were stored in the garage until Anna could covertly dispose of them at her medical facility. My dad took care of the heavier duty tasks of storing the temporary use tables and rearranging the furniture back to their original positions. It wasn’t long until all the rooms were restored back to their intended purposes. It was 3:14pm, the pace of the day had slowed to a crawl. We relaxed in the living room with snacks and conducted idle chit chat. We discussed the plan for the big event that was the culmination of the past 6.5 months, taking Aria to Zână. As long as Rebecca was feeling up to the 2.5-hour trip and the 3-mile hike that followed, we’d depart tomorrow. The hike was mostly off-trail, it wasn’t going to be easy. After everything Rebecca has endured over the past 6.5 months, she’d probably walk there half dead to get her humanity and life back tomorrow if she had to. I was sure as hell excited to get my life back but there was definitely a part of me that was going to miss our deer features. I was going to miss Aria; it was going to be hard giving her up. Although my parents wanted to come, we thought it best to keep the number of humans appearing before Zână to a minimum due to the simple fact that we didn’t trust her. We planned to leave at 6pm. By the time we’d get there, it’ll be dark. Rebecca and I will wear loose fitting breathable cargo pants, full shirts, and a pair of sneakers over our hooves to conceal our cervine features. Rebecca had a general idea where she encountered Zână and a pin drop in Google Maps would be our guide. It was a very secluded area deep in the Blue Ridge Wildlife Management Area in the North Georgia mountains. Under the cover of darkness, we felt good about our chances of getting to Zână without our secret being revealed. We hoped Zână would be watching and maybe help ensure we weren’t discovered but we had no way of knowing and couldn’t rely on that being the case even if she had a vested interest in receiving delivery of Aria. Anna occasionally checked on Rebecca, making sure she was fine medically. I made sure she drank plenty of water and ate an occasional light snack to replenish fluids and energy lost during labor and through milk production. Between naps, Rebecca checked on Aria using the Ring app. While her doe instincts compelled her to not check on her frequently, her human motherly instincts were the complete opposite. Rebecca would lovingly stare at her in the video on her phone in awe that this beautiful baby doe came from her, from us. She truly loved Aria and was going miss her. She wondered if there was some way she could visit her, to check in on her and see how she’s doing, maybe see the fawns she would one day come to have. These were the things Rebecca thought about as she laid there in my embrace. When the clock struck 5pm, the parents went to the kitchen and started making dinner while I stayed with Rebecca. She woke from a nap shortly after and I helped her get up, change her diaper, and walk around the first floor of the house for a little exercise. She was understandably sore. The contractions of her uterus continued at a low level, gradually expelling what fluids and tissues remained. Once dinner was ready, we made our way to the dining room table. The meal addressed Rebecca’s short-lived new dietary requirements of a high calorie intake, high fat intake, and very high protein intake with extra calcium, phosphorus, magnesium, and vitamin D. The meal was amazing with strips of seared sirloin steak, collard greens, and black beluga lentils. Rebecca wasn’t too hungry but had small portions of each and washed it down with a large glass of whole milk. For dessert, she enjoyed a heaping tablespoon of peanut butter. About an hour after dinner, Rebecca went to Aria to nurse. Everyone else watch the video feed of the event from their phones while comfortably seated on the other side of the living room. Rebecca grunted to summon Aria and she stood more confidently this time. Rebecca approached on all fours but stopped a short distance away to force Aria to walk, to work on becoming steadier on her hooves. Aria’s trek to her was less awkward but far from graceful. She was improving though. Aria gently butted Rebecca’s udder a couple times and Rebecca adjusted her stance to give Aria easy access. Once Aria located a teat to her liking, she quickly latched on, succeeding in her first attempt. Her cute little tail wagged nearly the entire time she drank and had her fill after about 5 minutes. Rebecca rubbed a baby wipe on Aria’s rear and moments later her body responded to the stimulation and completed her bathroom business. Rebecca cleaned her up afterwards using warm wet washcloths, her very much preferred method to the alternative of eating Aria’s piss and shit. While she replaced the soiled linens covering the floor, Aria continued sharpening her walking skills but at a very close distance from her mother. When Rebecca finished, she gave Aria several kisses on her snout and then rejoined me on our couch. Aria laid back down in her bedding area and drifted off to sleep once again. Near 9pm, my parents went home to get some sleep but planned to return in the morning. Anna completed another medical check on Rebecca. She was still tired and was continuing to experience the normal light and intermittent uterine contractions. Rebecca and Aria were both doing very well and Anna was very optimistic that we’d be able to take Aria to Zână tomorrow night. We setup the two couches to our liking for sleeping, all of us spending the night in the living room with Aria in case she needed us or Rebecca needed help with her. Rebecca and I were sleeping on our favorite couch while Anna took the other. The light mounted over the kitchen sink around the corner was switched on to illuminate the living room just enough so that Rebecca or Aira could be cared for without turning lights on and potentially waking everyone. As I held a fast asleep Rebecca in my arms, I observed that the room was relatively silent, filled with everyone’s unique cadence of restful breathing. I closed my eyes and focused on those coming from Aira and Rebecca to the left of me and I quickly drifted off into a deep sleep. At 2:20am I was woken by the feeling of something warm and wet thumping against my right hand. I slowly came to and upon opening my eyes was shocked to find Aria licking my hand. I was surprised to find Rebecca gone and that I had taken over the entire couch, laying on my stomach with my face at its very edge and my right arm hanging down with my hand resting on the carpeted floor. “Well hey there Aria. This is a nice surprise.” I greeted her softly while still half asleep. She stopped her licking and looked up at me, completely unphased and not the least bit startled. She gazed deeply into my eyes. It was as though she was looking into me. It’s hard to explain but it felt very much like the connection between Rebecca and I when we shared a similar intimate gaze. Without fear, Aria came to me and started licking my face. I chuckled softly. “What are you doing silly girl? You should be hiding in your bedding. Where’s your mother?” I asked Aria softly. “Right here my love.” said the sweet voice of my lover softly from above me. I lifted my head and craned it up awkwardly to discover Rebecca standing but leaning down above me with a loving smile adorning her face. She slowly moved to the front of the couch and gingerly positioned herself into a seated position on the floor next to Aria and me. She struggled for a moment to find a comfortable position that accommodated her sore parts and then leaned in and gave me a tender and soft kiss on the lips. Aria immediately joined in and began licking at the point of our lips’ connection. It was an incredible moment. Rebecca pulled back but Aria continued licking my face. “Awwwww. She loves her daddy.” Rebecca said with a smile and then sat there quietly observing the sweet and tender moment between daddy faun and daughter fawn. I struggled to complete my line of questioning with Aria continuing to lick my lips. “What…[lick]…are you…[lick]…doing up? Everything…[lick]…OK?” A soft smile came across Rebecca’s face. “We’re fine. After Aria nursed I came back and she followed me over here. It’s strange actually. Fawns aren’t supposed to do that. I wonder if she senses you’re her dad. Maybe it’s your scent on me.” I rolled onto my left side with my back up against the back cushions of the couch which put me out of reach of Aria’s tongue. No longer able to lap at my face, she went to lay down but Rebecca scooped her up and placed her on the couch in front of my abdomen. Aria gave my fur several hearty sniffs and then a few licks before laying down against me. Rebecca gave her a soft loving kiss on her snout and then petted her softly as she quickly fell asleep. “Are you sure we should be letting Aria interact with me? We don’t want her to be comfortable around humans.” Rebecca scolded me quietly. “You’re her daddy! She should know who her daddy is! And you’re more deer than human, just like me. Besides, fawns never get to meet their dad.” I too began petting Aria. “She’s beautiful isn’t she?” I asked. “Yeah, we made one hell of a beautiful fawn.” Rebecca sighed heavily. “It’s gonna be hard givin her up.” “Well, it’s not like she can live here with us. Besides, we’re getting our lives back tomorrow. We’re gonna be human again. How would we care for her and raise her properly?” Rebecca began to tear up. “I know. It’s just…[snuffle]…I’m gonna miss her. I love her.” I opened my arms, Rebecca leaned in, and I hugged her tight, Aria gently sandwiched between us. “We’ll ask Zână if we can visit or something. We are her parents after all.” “Yeah, I guess.” Rebecca replied sadly and fighting back tears. She adjusted her position and winced in pain. “Are you OK?” “Yeah. Just sore, tired, and this fuckin udder is a huge pain in the ass. Being a female faun sucks! My pussy and uterus hurt, this big fuckin milk bag is in the way and hurts when it gets full, and I still have to have human tits. At least they’re not full of milk too.” I took her hand into mine. “I’m sorry. Are you gonna be able to hike 3 miles through hilly terrain. You just fuckin gave birth you know.” “Yeah, I kinda fuckin remember pushing a deer out my cooch ya tard! But yeah, if a fuckin deer can do her thing after giving birth than I sure as hell can do it.” she replied in her smartass tone. Look at it this way, come tomorrow night, the udder will be gone, you’ll get your own pussy back, and it won’t be sore. All your pain will be just a memory.” Rebecca cracked a small smile. “Yeah, that’ll be nice.” Suddenly she looked at me with a seductive grin. “You know what?” “What?” I asked hesitantly with a bit of confusion. Her sudden seductiveness in her current post labor state caught me quite off guard. “The hundreds of times we’ve had sex, not once have you fucked my human pussy. We’re gonna have to fix that.” I smiled. “Ooooo, I can’t wait. I can’t wait to taste your human pussy.” “You gonna miss my deer pussy?” “Of course I am. But what ever pussy you’ve got between those fine ass legs of yours is the pussy I’m gonna love cause it’s yours.” I replied with a smile. Rebecca looked down and fiddled with her udder. “I wonder what it’s gonna be like changing back. One second I’m gonna have an udder full of milk, a sore pussy, and deer legs and then they’ll just be gone and I’ll be all human.” She looked back at me. “Is my brain gonna be confused. Are we gonna have to learn how to walk again?” “I don’t know. I’ve gotten so used to having deer legs, and hooves, and fur, oh and a bigger dick. It’s probably gonna be weird for a while. I’m not gonna miss having a tail though. I’ve sat on that damn thing wrong more times than I can count.” Rebecca looked behind her and flicked her tail a couple times. “Yeah. Not a huge fan of my tail.” she replied as she looked back at me. She paused and then looked down and rubbed the fur on her deer legs. “It’s funny. I’m kinda gonna miss my deer legs. They’re so strong and powerful…I’ve never been so fast. I bet we’d kick so much ass if we could play sports with these. Like soccer. Oh fuck. We’d destroy anyone against us.” We both chuckled. “So what’s it like having an udder? Does it hurt when Aria drinks? Does milk slosh around inside when you walk?” Rebecca smiled. “No silly, milk doesn’t slosh around. It doesn’t work like that.” She thought for moment, searching for the words that best described her experiences in a way that could understand. When I’m walking I feel like I have this weight hanging off me. Udders definitely aren’t for anything walking on two legs. Since Aria’s first nursing, it hangs lower now, it’s such a pain in the ass. It kind of bounces and jiggles, especially when I’m not wearing my udder bra. Between nursings, I can feel it filling with milk. As it gets full, it feels tight and heavy with pressure. Since Aria started nursing, my teats have gotten bigger and longer and sometimes they leak. When Aria’s drinking, it’s like a tugging sensation. There’s a pressure release and sometimes the skin around my udder feels warm and it twitches or tingles sometimes.” Rebecca paused and rubbed her forehead. “Then there’s these doe instincts I have to make sure I tend to Aria and keep her safe. I know they aren’t mine but they’re so strong. They can be so overwhelming they give me headaches. It’s so so weird, I can’t explain it. Like when she’s nursing, I have a strong feeling of calmness to make me relax so I stand still and be quiet until Aria’s done so as not to attract predators.” Rebecca saw me intently focused on her udder. She took my hand into hers and brought it to her udder. “Here, feel it. You won’t hurt me.” It was firm and warm to the touch. It had far less fur covering it, so it was weird feeling actual deer skin instead of just fur. Her teats were kind of like rubbery fingers that measured about 1.5 inches in length. “That’s so cool.” I said in admiration. “Yeah, well, I don’t think so.” Rebecca paused as I continued exploring her udder. “I gotta crazy idea. Wanna taste my milk?” “Uh, isn’t that kinda weird?” “Well, yeah, but who fuckin cares. When are you gonna get this chance again? Aria’s not gonna mind. Actually, I wanna try it too.” “Want me to get a cup?” I looked down at her udder with great curiosity. “Naw. Fuck that. I’m goin straight from your udder.” Rebecca stood up and leaned over me putting the bottom of her udder at my face. “Don’t be afraid to suck hard.” Rebecca looked down at me. “Oh, and careful with your teeth.” I took a couple exploratory sniffs out of curiosity. Its smell was mildly musky or earthy but mixed with a slightly sweet scent. I gently took hold of her udder on each side and then tentatively took one of her teats into my mouth. I gave it a couple sucks but no milk came out. I pulled off her teat. “No milk came out. Am I doing it wrong?” “No silly. Ya have to suck for a few seconds so my milk lets down. Sucking makes my udder release the milk into the teat.” I gently put her teat back in my mouth and began suckling steadily. After about 3 seconds, warm milk began squirting into my mouth matching my suckling pattern. Rebecca let out a subtle moan in response to her milk’s letdown. It was thick and rich, similar to a heavy cream. It tasted sweet but earthy at the same time. It was delicious. The sensation of it all was so surreal. I drank for about 15 seconds and then stopped, worried I might be robbing Aria of some of her next meal. “Wow. That’s really good.” I critiqued. “Well then. My turn.” Rebecca announced quietly. She carefully sat back down on the floor but her tail flicked in an unfavorable way as she sat and it wasn’t pleasant. “Ouch! You little fucker! Can’t wait till you’re gone!” she cursed at her tail. “Are ya gonna be able to reach?” “It’s not gonna be comfortable but I’m still flexible and this pain in the ass fuckin milk bag sticks out pretty far. So…yeah.” she retorted. Rebecca took her udder into her hands and lifted it up while curling her body and bringing her face down to it. She took the same teat I used into her mouth and began suckling. Her milk already letdown, streams of tasty warm milk instantly shot into her mouth. She pulled off her teat. “Mmmmm, you weren’t kidding. Very tasty.” she commented and then immediately resumed. Unbeknownst to us but knownst to an awakened Aria, our commotion had also woken Anna. “What the hell are you doing?!” she asked Rebecca in bewilderment and shock. Rebecca ceased suckling her udder and nonchalantly looked over at her mom. “We’re trying my milk. Want some?” she asked with a smartass smile. “Uhhhhh…no thanks. I’m…I’m good.” Anna declined. “Wait, is that Aria with Aaron?!” Rebecca looked over at me where she had left her and smiled at the cute sight of her daughter snuggled up against me. “Yup.” Rebecca answered simply. “Come on y’all. We’ve been over this. She needs to be left by herself in her bedding except for when she needs to nurse. Rebecca’s the only one that should be handling her. She needs to fear humans.” Rebecca slid the inside of her arm across her mouth to wipe away the little bit of milk dribbling from its corners before interjecting. “But mom, he’s like me, a faun, so does it really matter? He’s also her dad. Shouldn’t they get some time together before never seeing each other again? Come on, she gets to meet her dad. No fawn EVER gets to meet their dad.” “No Becca. You want her to have the best chance for survival don’t ya?” Rebecca looked over at Aria. “Yeeeaaah.” she replied dejectedly. Anna sighed. “I know it sucks. You’ve been through a lot. It’s been hard on all of us. But it’s the way it’s got to be. It’s bad enough as it is that her first day of life is gonna be spent in a house and surrounded by us. But we’ve gotta do the best we can to minimize the effects on her.” “Yes mom.” Rebecca replied dejectedly. Anna looked over at Aria snuggled up next to me and smiled. “That is quite cute though, huh?” Rebecca looked at her mom, then over at us and smiled. “Yeah. I think Aaron and I made quite the beautiful little fawn.” Anna picked up her phone. “Why don’t you move over by them and I’ll take a picture?” Rebecca moved back to in front of the couch where Anna would have a good framing of me and Aria behind her. Anna got up and carefully framed us to avoid capturing the deer parts of Rebecca and me. She snapped several photos in hopes of capturing the perfect shot in at least one of them. Anna quickly opened the Photos app and scrolled through the series and found her favorite. “Awwwww. I’m making this one my wallpaper.” Anna announced. She turned her phone around for Rebecca and me to see. “You need to AirDrop every snap to me right now.” Rebecca demanded. Anna dropped us the whole lot and we each had the memory to recall at will on our phones. I gave Aria a kiss on her snout and then Rebecca led her back to her secluded bedding where she immediately laid down and went back to sleep. Anna was out before Rebecca returned to me. She smiled lovingly at me as she sat down next to me and carefully found a comfortable position. We snuggled in each other’s arms and I alternated between gently stroking the left side of Rebecca’s face and running my fingers through her hair and over her left ear. She quickly fell asleep and I followed suit not long after.