Rebecca woke the next morning, me holding her from behind, practically in the same position utilized during our fifth and final session from the day before. As she yawned and stretched, she immediately realized that something was different. She sent a mental probe to be absolutely sure. Its confirmation sent Rebecca into a frenzy. She quickly turned over, sat on her legs next to my right side, and then frantically shook me to wake. “Aaron! Wake up!” she loudly commanded. I initially groaned in response but was quick to come to my senses from her relentless shaking. “What’s wrong?!” I snapped with great concern. “It’s gone! It’s gone! My heat’s gone!” she shouted with a great big smile as she shook me, overcome with excitement and well-deserved relief. “Are you sure?” “Oh, I’m fuckin sure! Trust me! I’d know if there was even the slightest hint of it there!” she answered confidently. “Becca, I’m so happy for you. God, I know it was so hard on you.” Rebecca leaned down closer to me and caressed the left side of my face with her right hand. “I couldn’t’ve gotten through it without you. I can’t thank you enough.” She leaned down and we kissed softly. When she sat back upright, I started rubbing her left thigh. “Sooooo you wanna?” I asked as I raised my eyebrows, titled my head, and glanced towards my deer cock with a grin. “Fuuuuuck no! I’m done with sex for a while. I’m sore, I’m physically exhausted, I’m starving, and I reek like a fuckin animal.” I patted her on the thigh. “I’m just teasing ya. Ditto times 3,000 to everything you said.” “You better be teasin!” Rebecca said as she got up and started dressing. “I know your deer gear had something to do with it, but God damn, you touched me and fucked me in ways no one ever has. My heat was horrible most of the time, but the sex and the orgasms were fuckin amazing.” “Well, at least some good came of it for you.” I replied as I watched with some disappointment as she progressive covered more of her hot body from view with each article of clothing she put on. When Rebecca finished dressing, she came back to me and kissed me again. “Give me few days and I’ll show you my appreciation.” she said softly into my left ear before pulling away with a large smile on her face. She walked to the bedroom door with a spring in her step. Rebecca placed her hand on the doorknob and looked over at me. “Now, you get in the shower and I’ll get you a towel and your clothes from downstairs. I gotta find my mom and tell her the good news. She took the day off from work to make sure we’re OK. She’ll probably fix us up some food to. I’m starvin, so you better hurry or there might not be any left by the time you come down.” she said with a playful grin. Rebecca closed the door behind her and I did as instructed. The hot shower felt amazing and it was nice to finally not stink of sex and animal. Rebecca had laid out a towel and my clothes on the sink counter as promised. I dried off and dressed and quickly made my way downstairs to quench my extreme hunger. I found Anna and Rebecca seated at the kitchen table. It was covered in a variety of foods traditionally served for lunch. “Well, good afternoon Aaron.” Anna greeted me with a smile. “Afternoon?” I responded confused. “Yeah, it’s almost one thirty stupid.” Rebecca teased. “We slept for like 15 hours.” she said with a mouth full of food. I looked at Anna and smiled with anticipation. “Is that Belgian Waffles I smell?” “Yeeesss! And they’re fire like always!” Rebecca answered with a huge smile looking at her mom to reenforce the compliment. “She knows they’re your favorite and made them special just for you.” she said while smiling at me. “Too bad I ate them all. I told you to hurry.” she stated matter-of-factly. “You asshole!” I fired back playfully. Rebecca stuffed her mouth with another fork full of food and tilted her head side to side with a playful stupid grin. It was nice having the old Becca back. “Look you two, don’t make me separate y’all, cause I will.” Anna said jokingly as she handed me a plate. I was starving. I piled a mountain of food on my plate and immediately began devouring it. “Well, as much as I hate to turn this into a serious conversation, we need to talk about what happens next.” Anna said looked at me. “Becca and I talked while you were upstairs and filled me in with all the details we didn’t get to last night.” “Well, not aaaaalllll the details.” Rebecca quipped as she grinned at me. “No, you didn’t fill me in on the sex…well most of the sex anyways. Don’t worry, I heard y’all last night, the first, second, and third time.” I stopped mid-chew, stunned by the exchange taking place before me, my face flushed with embarrassment. Rebecca giggled. “He’s turning red.” she said, pointing at me with her fork. “Boy, you’re sure playful today, especially since he came down. What happened to the girl that was only ever bashful and embarrassed when it came to sex?” Anna asked in a playful tone. “Hmmm, well let me think. It just might have something to do with me standing naked in the living room in front of my mom and me yelling at her to stare at my pussy. Actually…on second thought…nope…yep that’s probably it.” Rebecca stated with a smile. “Good Lord, I don’t know if I can get used to this new side of you.” Anna said smiling while shaking her head. “Anyway, back to the serious conversation, Becca, I’m not sure if pregnancy tests for women will tell us if you’re pregnant. I don’t think your reproductive system will produce the hormone that they need to work. If your entire reproductive system’s been replaced with a doe’s, we’re gonna have to wait three or four weeks to run a blood test or do an ultrasound.” Rebecca’s mood suddenly turned more serious. “So great, I might have to stress about this for a month before I can know if I’m knocked up. I won’t be able to feel it or start showing before then?” “Sorry, I’m afraid you’re gonna have to wait. You won’t be able tell you’re pregnant until you’re further along, maybe four or five months.” Anna paused to let the information sink in. “You can still give the pee on a stick a try but I don’t think we can trust it. It’s best we treat you as if you’re pregnant just to be safe. I’ll put you on a healthy diet and we’ll figure out what vitamins might be good to take.” “Wait, will eating human food work? I mean, it’s a deer, not a baby. Don’t does eat grass and stuff like that?” I asked. “I’m not fucking eating grass.” Rebecca grumbled. “We’re facing a lot of unknowns here. It’s not like there’s a guide for pregnant woman/deer hybrids. I’ll start you on a healthy diet and we’ll go from there.” “What if she’s not pregnant? We’ll just keep trying each month when she goes into heat, right?” I asked more cautiously. Rebecca glared at me. “You better’ve knocked me up. Fuck…I can’t go through another heat. Not again.” I took Rebecca’s left hand into my right to provide some reassurance. “If she’s all doe down there and she’s not pregnant, she should go into heat once more, maybe twice.” Anna answered. The reality of that statement hit Rebecca hard and fear started taking hold. “And then what?!” she asked as she squeezed my hand tight. “I don’t know. You’re having your heat outside the normal time of year. Does start estrous in November. I don’t know if you’ll have one more cycle, or keep cycling until December or January to align with real does, or if that fairy made it so you’ll cycle monthly until your pregnant to be more like a human. I just don’t know sweety.” Anna looked at her daughter with pity. She felt so helpless. We watched Rebecca ponder multiple scenarios and do some simple math. “Wait a minute…that…that can’t be right. If I only cycle one more time and don’t get pregnant…and I don’t get my next heat until November of next year and get pregnant and then give birth…no…I could be stuck like this…for…oh my God…like two years.” Her eyes quickly welled up with tears. “No! No! [snuffle] I can’t be like this for…for two more years!” She looked at me and then back at her mom and started bawling. I got up and hugged her tight from behind. Rebecca clasped her hands tightly over my arms on her chest. I placed my head next to hers as she let it all out. “It’s gonna be OK. We’re gonna get you through this.” I said softly. After a few minutes, she started calming down. “How bout this? Let’s not worry about all the horrible scenarios and just take it one day at a time.” Rebecca wiped the tears from her face. “OK.” she answered simply. “Wanna go lay in your bed and rest?” I asked. “Will you come hold me?” “Of course I will.” “But you didn’t finish eating. [snuffle] And I really need a shower.” “Go shower and I’ll be there when you’re done.” Rebecca turned her head, kissed me on the cheek, and then headed upstairs to shower. I watched her until she was out of sight and then looked over at Anna and saw her smiling at me, having quietly observed our interaction, laden with subconscious tells. “What?” I asked with a smile as though I didn’t know what she was thinking but really did. “Nothing.” she said with a smile of her own. “IIIII’mmmmm gonna go do the dishes.” Anna oddly announced to the room having no one else in it but me. Anna and I went about finishing our tasks without another word. Upon hearing Rebecca’s shower stop from the sounds of the plumbing running through the ceiling above me, I took a final bite and thanked Anna for the hearty meal before heading up to Rebecca’s bedroom. Entering her bedroom, I could hear Rebecca blow-drying her hair on the other side of her closed bathroom door. I knocked on it and asked to enter. Permission given, I entered to find her dressed in a long t-shirt and panties. She shut off the hairdryer and began brushing her hair. “I think we’re way past knocking on the door. I certainly don’t have anything you haven’t seen before.” she said with a smile. I was pleasantly surprised by the playful greeting. “Well, seems like you’re feeling better.” “Yeah, it’s amazing how a hot shower can be almost magical, just washing away all the bullshit in your life, just for a little while anyway. I would’ve been happy just not stinking of sex and animal.” “Uhhh…mind if I pee?” I asked hesitantly. “What? We spend two days fuckin almost non-stop and you think we’ve reached the point where we can piss in front of each other already? Yeah, go head.” she answered, returning to her playful form. “Wow, you really rebounded fast.” “Well, I’ve got female hormones from two different species mixed in me. Who’d a thought that would make for a rollercoaster of emotions? Better get used to it.” Rebecca said jokingly but also kinda not. I went over to the toilet, stripped below the waist, sat on the toilet, and started getting into my new pissing position. Rebecca froze mid brush stroke when she caught sight of me in the mirror’s reflection. “What the fuck are you doing?” asking as though I had lost my mind. “Oh, this? Yeah, this is how I pee now. Isn’t it great?” I answered sarcastically. “Oh yeah! I guess you’d probably piss in your face with that thing pointing up.” she said with a chuckle. “Yeah, yeah, laugh it up chuckles. Not exactly. Let’s just say if there were two of me we could easily recreated the McDonalds golden arches. At least this way I save 30 minutes not cleaning the bathroom and having to take a shower.” Rebecca laughed. “Oh no! That actually happened?!” I stared at her with a less than amused expression until my bladder reached empty. I then took some toilet paper from the roll and held it up showing Rebecca. “I gotta wipe too, just like a fuckin chick.” I stated in frustration. She laughed and pointed at me in the reflection, “Don’t forget! Front to back! UTIs are no joke!” “Fuck you. So glad to be your afternoon entertainment.” I dressed and washed my hands in the sink next to her, watching her brush her hair as she pressed her lips firmly together trying to hold back her laughs. I couldn’t help but smile, shaking my head. It was nice having what used to be our routine playful interactions. I dried my hands and we both headed into the bedroom. We both looked at the bed that wreaked of sex and deer musk and then each other with the same thought, burn it. But cooler heads prevailed and instead we remade it with clean bedding. Rebecca added the final touch, spraying some jasmine scented air freshener around the room. We were clean, fed, but still woefully exhausted. We climbed into bed, me spooning her and holding her against me. Idle chitchat gradually turned to silence as we both drifted off to sleep. I was suddenly woken by a horrified scream from Rebecca. I sat up and quickly attempted to assess the situation in my groggy state. I heard Rebecca sounding panic stricken in her bathroom. “WHAT THE FUCK?!” she yelled. I got up, flung the bathroom door open, saw Rebecca sitting on the toilet in a panic, and rushed over to her. Her legs were spread wide and she was hunched forward, her shirt raised to above her breasts and tucked under her chin. Her hands and fingers were moving around her lower abdomen as though performing a medical exam. “No no no no no no no! [sobbing] This…this can’t be!” she shouted as she cried hysterically. “What’s wrong?! What’s the matter?!” I asked frantically. But she didn’t need to respond. The second I looked down at what so intently held her focus, I immediately understood her current state. Her deer fur had spread and quite a bit. I took a deep breath to calm myself and bent down closer to her. “Becca, look at me. Look at me.” I asked of her calmly. She slowly looked up at me, tears streaming down her face, slowly raising her shaking hands up towards me as though reaching out for help but not quite knowing what to do with them. “I…[sobbing]…I…[sobbing]…I don’t understand. [sobbing] Why? [sobbing] What’s happening to me?” she managed through her near hysteria. “It’s going to be OK.” I reassured as I placed my right hand on her left shoulder. “OK?! [sobbing] OK?! [sobbing] I have…[sobbing]…I have…[sobbing]…fucking teats! [sobbing] TEATS!” Rebecca yelled in response. Suddenly her head and upper body began wobbling. “Becca? Becca?! No, no, no, stay with me!” I shouted. But her eyes rolled up and she fainted. I stopped her from falling over and held her up as I figured out what to do next. I kneeled down beside her and collected her into my arms. “Becca? Can you hear me?” She didn’t respond. I rose to my feet and carefully carried her to her bed. I gently laid her down, propping her legs up using a pillow. I monitored her pulse and breathing for a few minutes and both were gradually slowing. Very little daylight illuminated the room through the open blinds adorning the windows, giving me the impression that it was just after sunset. I turned the bedroom light on and grabbed my phone and turned its flashlight on. I stood next to Rebecca on the bed and bent down over her lower abdomen. I looked closely as I maneuvered my phone’s light to expose the finer details of her body’s features. The amount of deer fur covering her skin had expanded outward away from her vulva in all directions. It now completely covered an area that started at about the midpoint of her abdomen and extended down to about the midpoint of her thighs. It wrapped around the sides of her body and the insides of her thighs. The fur was white on the core of her body’s front and the insides of her thighs. The fur covering the sides of her body was reddish-brown. The color transitioned sharply along a line that ran from where the fur started on her abdomen and followed the curve of her body down to outside the center of her legs. Most of the fur measured an inch or two in length, the white fur soft and fine, the reddish-brown fur denser and coarser. There was an obvious circular area centered on her lower abdomen and pelvic area that was very different from the surrounding fur and skin. It measured about six inches across, starting from where her navel should be and down to about three inches above the lips of her vulva. The fur was very short and the skin a very noticeable light pink, its color significantly contrasting from the nearby furless suntanned human skin. I traced my fingers back and forth along it searching for her navel but I couldn’t find it. It was gone! Its texture was soft and supple but had an odd pliability to it. There were four small bumps, marking the location of what Rebecca probably identified as teats. I leaned in closer with the light of my phone close to my fingertips as I shifted the fur for a clearer view. To my astonishment, they were four slender teats! “Holy shit! It’s an udder!” I exclaimed softly. Rebecca was still out cold. I pulled her shirt down and pulled the bed’s covers over her to keep her warm when a scary thought suddenly entered my mind. I bent down and shined my phone’s light on the midpoint of my right thigh while gripping the bottom end of my shorts with my left hand. My heart began racing as I took a deep breath, scared of what I was about to reveal. I slowly lifted the leg of my shorts as my hand started trembling. Near the midpoint of my thigh, I found the same white and reddish-brown fur as Rebecca. I froze in shock, dropping my phone on the soft carpeted floor. “Oh fuck.” I stated plainly. I raced to the bathroom, stripping off my clothes as I went, but avoiding eye contact with where I expected changes to have taken place. I faced the mirror above the sink, my body bathed in ample cool white light, effectively illuminating every detail for my imminent self-exam. I took another deep breath before looking at the reflection of my crotch. I discovered that fur now covered me much in the same way as it did Rebecca with nearly identical patterns of the two white and reddish-brown colors. A key difference was the distinct lack of an udder, where instead existed white fur measuring an inch or two in length. But like her, I too was missing something. “I guess deer don’t have navels.” I said aloud to myself. I leaned over and placed my trembling hands on the edge of the sink counter. Tilting my head down and closing my eyes, I focused on the deeper and quickened pace of my breaths as I tried to compose myself and form a logical explanation. A potentially foolish notion given that what could be considered “magic” was involved. “Think! Why is this happening?” I asked myself aloud. My mind frantically searched my memories of every detail of mine and Rebecca’s encounters with Zână. “There has to be something we missed.” I thought out loud. I focused on recalling the details of Rebecca’s story. She said something about transforming into an actual doe but I couldn’t quite recall the specific words. I pounded my fisted right hand on the counter top. I opened my eyes with a potential breakthrough. “Wait, did she say “each day of her heat that I don’t mate” or “each day that I don’t mate?” We needed to figure this out and fast. I quickly gathered my clothes and redressed. Following the discovery of my new fur, I was suddenly constantly aware of the slightly odd sensations of my clothing resting and rubbing against my new fur as I moved about. My intent focus while tending to Rebecca apparently kept me from noticing these sensations which I can now no longer seem to ignore. I checked on Rebecca but she was still out. It suddenly hit me that Anna knew nothing of our new development. I raced downstairs to tell her but she wasn’t there. I checked outside and her Camry was gone. I raced back to Rebecca’s bedroom for my phone to call Anna. I was navigating my contacts when I noticed the time displayed as 07:03. “What the hell?!” I questioned aloud. I quickly pressed the Action button to display the lock screen and the date. I was shocked to learn that it was the morning of the next day and not the evening of the same day. This meant that Anna was probably on her way to work. Since Rebecca’s heat had ended, she probably didn’t think another day off from work was necessary. I entertained the thought of calling her but what would that accomplish other than create undue stress. Besides, what could she do about this? I heard Rebecca take a deep breath and then yawned as I looked over at her. It seemed like she was finally coming to. I sat down on the edge of the bed next to her and caressed her hand. “Becca? You awake?” I asked quietly. “Mmmmmm…do I have to be?” she responded softly with a smile. “Well…no, not really.” “What time is it?” she asked as she started opening her eyes. I continued the small talk before attempting to ease her back to the discovery she seemed to have forgotten. “You’re not gonna believe this, but we slept for over 16 hours. It’s Thursday morning.” “Oh wow. Yeah, I do finally feel rested.” she replied as she stretched her arms above her head and arched her back. Rebecca suddenly looked confused. “That’s weird.” “What?” “My clothes feel funny down there.” Rebecca replied as she moved her arms under the covers. Before I could say anything, a horrified look overtook her face. “HOLY SHIT! IT WASN’T A NIGHTMARE!” she screamed in terror. She sat up, threw the covers off, and looked down and saw the fur on her legs not covered by her panties and t-shirt. “FUCK! IT’S REALLY REAL!” she screamed as tears began streaming down her face. Rebecca lifted her shirt and pulled the font of her panties down, “I’M TURNING INTO A FUCKIN DEER!” she screamed. She began bawling hysterically as she wrapped her arms around me. I held her tight as she let it out, desperately hoping that she wouldn’t lose it and pass out again. This went on for a while but she gradually calmed down and came to terms with her situation. Her therapeutic cry complete, she let go of me and wiped away her tears using her shirt. Rebecca had a defeated look about her. “This isn’t supposed to happen. [snuffle] I followed Zână’s rules.” “Yeah, I thought a lot about this while you were uhhh…resting. You told me that you’d transform into an actual doe if you didn’t mate.” “Yeah, and we fucked eleven times during my heat…[snuffle]…and didn’t miss a day!” “Think carefully. Did she say you’d transform if you didn’t mate each day of your heat or didn’t mate every single day?” “The first one…I think…yeah, the first one.” “Please, think really hard. Try to remember her exact words.” “It’s not that easy. She spoke in some weird old language, like medieval times or something. Uhhh…she said something like thy estrous time shall move me with desire…unto or into…mating. And then she said each day that…uhhhh… I don’t know, most of the rest of the words were weird. It was something like thou…does or dost…from there refrain I shall be changed more into the likeness of a deer. Yeah, I think that’s it.” I took the context and varying wording options Rebecca used and ran it through a couple AIs to translate the possibilities into Old English. Comparing the results, we concluded a good candidate was, “Thy time of estrous shall move thee with desire unto mating. Yet each day that thou dost refrain therefrom, thou shalt be chang’d the more into the likeness of a deer.” “Oh no. Each day that…I…refrain…” Rebecca’s sentence trailed off into nothingness upon realizing her mistake. “She didn’t mean only each day of my heat. She meant every single day. But that’s bullshit! She put one sentence right after the other in that bullshit language that you only hear in movies about knights and castles and shit like that!” “Yeah. And if you think about it, the only times you changed were the night of each day you didn’t have sex; Sunday and Wednesday. We have to have sex every day until you give birth. If we don’t, then we change more into a deer each time, after midnight I’m guessing.” Rebecca buried her face into her hands in frustration. “Fuck! How the hell can we have sex every day for months! That’s impossible! I’m so…” she said loudly but stopped midsentence and looked at me confused. “Wait…what did you say?” “What?” I responded confused myself. “Did you say we?” she asked sternly. “Well…yeah, didn’t I?” “What the fuck do you mean we?!” Rebecca started looking me over. “Did you fuckin change too?!” She reached down and lifted the front of my shirt and saw my newly acquired fur. She immediately smacked my arm. “You asshole! Why didn’t you tell me you changed too?!” “Fuck! I was going to! You didn’t give me a chance.” “How bad is it?! Show me!” Rebecca demanded. “OK! OK! Stop fuckin freakin!” I got up and stripped with attitude while facing her. “See?! I changed just like you! Well, minus the udder.” Rebecca covered the open mouth on her shocked face. “Oh my God! But why you?! Zână already made it so you can get me pregnant.” “Yeah…I thought about that too. Her gift to us both was harmony and balance, remember? The key word being balance. So I’m guessing whatever punishment happens to you, happens to me too.” “That’s bullshit! What a bitch!” she exclaimed in frustration. Rebecca looked down and started examining herself but quickly got frustrated. “Dammit, I need to get a better look at myself.” she said as she got up and stripped on her way to her bathroom mirror. I followed her but stopped at the doorway and watched. Rebecca twisted and turned, taking in all her new deer features. Her eyes teared up a bit but she maintained her composure. “My poor body. It’s so disgusting now. I’m a fuckin freak.” She snuffled back her tears as she moved both hands to her stomach and massaged her udder. “This feels so weird.” She pinched a couple of her small teats and rolled them between her fingers. “Nowhere near as sensitive as my nipples.” Rebecca was strangely fascinated by her udder. She looked over at me leaning against the doorframe watching her every move. “Come over here, I didn’t get a very good look at you during my freakout session.” she said with a smile. I walked over and stood in front of her and twisted and turned as though modeling the latest hot fur fashion. She took turns running her hands through my fur and then hers. Our white fur is so soft. “I can’t wrap my mind around that when I pet this fur, it’s not on an animal. It’s on me. It is me. Apart of me. It’s crazy.” “Yeah, I know. What really sucks is my body has always run hot. I don’t know how I’m going to wear clothes over this fur. I’m gonna sweat my ass off.” I remarked. “Come here, feel this.” Rebecca guided me to stand behind her. “Give me your hands.” I complied and extended my arms forward on each side of her waist. She placed her hands on top of mine, interlacing some her fingers with mine and slowly brought it to her udder. She slowly slid my hands along its white fur in random patterns. I tilted my head slightly to see around hers and watched the expressions on her face in the mirror as she did. “Doesn’t it feel weird?” she asked softly. “Not weird…just different. Also, not my first time.” “Since when?” Rebecca asked confused. “Since you were out cold on the bed and I needed to make sure you were OK.” “Well that’s not creepy at all. You always fondle me while I’m sleeping?” she asked jokingly. “Not as much as I’d like to.” “You can play with me anytime. I think you’ve earned it.” I stopped our hands and pulled her in to me a little. “You doing OK?” I asked. “You’ve been through a lot this morning and with an extreme range of emotions.” She looked at me in the mirror. “I’m OK. Really. Double female hormones, remember?” she said softly and sadly but with a slight smile. We stood there in silence for a minute but it looked like Rebecca had something on her mind. “Aaron.” she quietly called to me so I’d lock eyes with her in the mirror’s reflection. “Everything you’ve done for me…I can’t thank you enough. My life’s in shambles…but you’ve been the strength I’ve needed so badly. When you hold me…I feel safe…no fear…no doubts that we won’t get through this. All these years…I’ve never really seen you.” Rebecca paused. “I see you. I have feelings for you. Feelings that I’ve never had for you before.” I stared at her reflection in the mirror, stunned in silence as I processed her heartfelt confession. “Wow…I uh…I’ve…I’ve never heard you…talk like that before. I don’t…I don’t know what to say to that.” Rebecca expressed a slight look of disappointment. “No…don’t. I’m sorry Becca. You know I suck at emotions.” I sighed deeply in frustration, searching for better words. “Yeah…I feel it too. I guess to describe it…before all this…I used to look at you…to uhhh acknowledge you…but now…I observe you with wonder…I look to see into you. Before this, I’d do anything for you cause we’ve been best friends for like ever. I do it now…because…we’re something more. I know we’re something more but…I just don’t know what yet. Shit…sorry…I know…I know sound stupid.” Rebecca smiled and tilted her head back onto my left shoulder and gazed into my eyes. “Stop.” she said softly and then paused for a moment as she brought her right hand up and caressed the right side of my face. She guided my head to face her and look into her soft brown eyes filled with sudden desire. “I want you to make love to me. Slowly…gently…intimately…tenderly…softly. The very opposite in every way that every single time we’ve had sex has been for us.” With her hands still locked on top of mine, I slowly moved them up the sides of her body and then back down over her stomach before embracing her tenderly. I planted slow delicate kisses on her neck and then slowly moved along the top of her right shoulder. I moved to her right side and brought her right arm up to me and continued kissing down her arm. Upon reaching her hand, I sensuously traced her fingers with my own while planting kisses over the top of her hand. I then moved in front of her and gazed longingly into her eyes as I traced her body’s features with my fingertips. Rebecca stood motionless, arms at her sides, focusing, relishing every sensation of my gentle touch. Starting at her fingertips, I slowly slid mine up along the outside of her arms, over her shoulders, and along her neck. I leaned in and planted soft kisses from one side of her neck to the other. Rebecca slowly tilted her head accordingly to accommodate my attentions, releasing a subtle moan of approval. I continued up to her right ear and took her lobe between my lips and pinched it lightly several times. I gently sucked on it before lightly nibbling it with my teeth. I then kissed my way back down and around her neck to her other ear and replicated the attention provided the other. I pulled back and then took each of her ears into my fingers and slowly and gently rubbed them. I then traced my fingertips over her cheeks and jawline and then down her neck as Rebecca tilted her head back to enhance the sensations. I proceeded down her body, moving teasingly slow as I traced the outsides of her breasts, then along their undersides before bringing them up through and past her cleavage. I placed my hands flat against Rebecca’s skin and then ever so slowly guided them down over her breasts, slowing their progress as they passed over her erect nipples where I parted my fingers enough for them to poke through. I repeatedly pinch them as my hands passed them by. Rebecca squirmed slightly with multiple subtle moans of pleasure escaping her lips. Our arousal was incredibly slow to build, a stark contrast to every one of our previous sexual encounters. The complete absence of urgency and need allowed us to savor every second, every touch, the effects on every inch our bodies, inside and out. As the focus of the intimately erotic attention, Rebecca’s arousal was far outpacing my own. Her pulse was ever so slowly increasing with the depth and pace of her breaths following suit. As my fingers moved into the fur on her stomach, Rebecca was disappointed by the suddenly dulled sensations of my touch as the fur acted as a barrier to the intimate contact between our skin. That all changed when they moved south over her pelvis and passed through her pubic area. Rebecca cooed and involuntarily thrusted her pelvis forward, desperate to prevent my fingers from leaving her body as I pulled them away, aching for them to instead continue moving to her sex. I placed the index finger of my left hand on her stomach and dragged it through her fur as I slowly took up position behind Rebecca. She raised her left arm to prevent my finger from breaking contact as it traveled over her hip and into the small of her back. She relished with a smile in the sensation of my touch returning to her furless skin. I brought all fingers in contact with her lower back and slowly traced them upward along her soft skin. Rebecca involuntarily arched her back into the intimate contact while releasing an exhale mixed with a subtle vocalization of satisfaction. I placed my hands on her hips to steady myself as I dropped to my knees on the thankfully plush rug beneath us. I returned my hands to her upper back and slid them down her skin to her ass where I slowly but firmly squeezed both cheeks thrice. Rebecca moaned softly in as many times in response to the erotic attention paid her rump. I moved to a laying position on my back on the floor behind her with my head just behind her feet as Rebecca watch over her shoulder in complete confusion. I scooted forward until my shoulders contacted the heels of her feet. She looked down at me, her curious smile just barely visible through the cleavage between her gorgeous breasts. I placed my hands on her calves and returned a lustful smile as our eyes remained locked. I slowly slid them up her legs, around and over her knees and along her inner thighs. The moment the tips of my fingers contacted the skin of her crotch, Rebecca let out a loud gasp as she tiled her head back in reaction to the instant stimuli. I cupped her right ass cheek with my left hand and then gently placed my right hand flat against her pelvic area. Upon contact, Rebecca’s pelvis involuntarily pushed into the sudden erotic touch. I slowly spread my fingers and I felt her pelvis push against them as if begging for something more. I slid my hand down and torturously slow over the lips of her vulva, pressing my middle finger against her, and against her slit as it passed. Rebecca moaned aloud and her legs instinctually bowed outward to provide easier access to her hungry pussy. I returned my hand gently against her pelvic area, slowly spread my fingers, and then slowly drew my hand down and over her roused pussy once more. I pressed my middle finger against her now wet slit as it slid across but wiggled it slightly this time, enhancing the stimulation to her opening and clit. Rebecca’s legs shook slightly in time with my finger’s wiggles as her moans and groans intensified at the sudden increased delight racing outward from my touch. Once my finger’s tip arrived at the middle of her slit, I ever so slightly pushed it between her folds. I then slowly inserted my finger into her entrance, parting the hot and wet walls of her tunnel, until my hand was cupped tight against her crotch. Rebecca groaned and panted and dropped her hands to her knees as her legs shook as she nearly lost her balance fighting her body’s instincts to invitingly open her legs wide for optimal penetration. I deployed calculated and precise motions along the sensitive tissues of Rebecca’s vagina paying particular attention to her G-spot and havoc was wreaked upon her mind and body with increasingly overwhelming sexual euphoria. As my finger continued its assault, I felt the walls of her pussy tighten in the lead up to her first orgasm. Rebecca struggled for breath amongst her moans growing ever louder with each of her pelvic thrusts against my hand. Her vagina gripped my finger tightly at the brink with Rebecca’s next forceful pelvic thrust against my hand breaking the dam. Rebecca screamed at the sudden burst of orgasm and again with each of the waves that followed as her vagina contracted repeatedly along the length of my finger. Her legs shook violently and Rebecca’s hands darted to the sink counter top edge and gripped it tightly to keep from falling as her body spasmed in the glorious sensations of her intense climax. Her toes curled so tightly, their grip pulled the rug up and away from the tile floor beneath it. Once Rebecca’s orgasm subsided and regained her composure, I moved my hands to her hips and gently guided a curious and confused Rebecca down onto her knees with her legs on each side of me. I positioned her with her pussy just above my mouth as she straddled me. Her lips were wet with her juices that also matted some of the fur surrounding it. From this close proximity, her scent was strong and had an immediate effect on me, causing my deer cock to quickly begin to stir. I leaned in and planted soft kisses on her labia, working my way full circle around her wet slit and then along it from top to bottom. I repeated this three times creating a slow, teasing build-up. The slow climb of Rebecca’s arousal was made evident from her breaths becoming audible and then gradually increasing in pace and intensity. I ensured my tongue was well lubricated in my saliva before extending it down over my chin while flattening it wide. I gently pressed my relaxed tongue flat against the base of her vulva and then slowly moved my head upwards, very gently drawing it up and along the full length of her slit. “Mmmmmmmm.” was Rebecca’s response in approval. Once passing her clit, I pulled away and took a brief moment to savor her flavor. I returned to the base of her vulva and then repeated my torturous oral pleasure. I alternated the focus of each lap by centering my tongue along her left labia, then her right, and then along her slit. I maintained a consistent movement and rhythm and Rebecca settled into the remarkable rhythmic sensations. After about a minute of this, I very slowly increased the pressure but Rebecca wanted more. Each of the next three licks came with not-so-subtle guidance in time with each lick, “Mmmmmmmm…my clit…[pant]…Mmmmmmmm…lick it…[pant]…Mmmmmmmm… suck it.” she requested lustfully. Although her pussy was the center of my universe, I was being distracted by my progressing erection, the length of it made evident by the growing cooling sensation on the moist skin as it slid outside of my sheath and was exposed to the cool air. Refocusing, I slid my tongue into the upper end of Rebecca’s slit, located her clit, and began gently massaging it up and down and then side-to-side. I instantly felt the impacts as her thighs trembled in pleasure against my face accompanied by moaning aloud further above me. I continued my assault when I heard, “Ohhh…suck it!…[gasp]…Ohhh…suck it!” I obliged and the results were rapid in appearing as moans were traded in for “Ohhh’s” and blasphemous shout-outs to the invisible man in the sky by name. The run-up to her climax was made more evident when I felt the muscles in her thighs and butt tighten. The release arrived and the electricity of her orgasm surged outward from the button I caressed between my lips, her pelvis bucked against my mouth and chin while her thighs repeatedly tightened against my face in succession, matching the pulses of intense pleasure as they shot through her body. Rebecca gripped the sink counter with all her might to ensure she didn’t smother me. My goal achieved, I laid my head on the rug beneath me and observed the waning effects of Rebecca’s orgasm carried out in the motions of her body as I slid my tongue over my lips and the skin below them to relish the taste of her pussy. Once Rebecca recovered enough to be capable of reliable movement, she carefully dismounted me, and slowly collapsed onto her back on the rug immediately to my right. She was too exhausted to even react to the sudden shock of her ass and legs contacting the cold bare tile floor beyond the limits of the plush bathroom rug. The chill was quickly becoming more than she cared to bear and sought refuge in the embrace of my warm body. She carefully rolled onto her side and cozied up against me while draping her right arm and leg over me and relished the warmth radiating from my body. Rebecca’s body was positioned in such a way that she failed to contact and notice my completed erection extended out for the world to take notice. Rebecca let out a sigh of complete satisfaction. “Mmmmmm that was incredible.” Rebecca said softly. “That was the slow and gentleness and intimacy I so badly needed. It was such a deep connection unlike anything I’ve ever experienced.” Rebecca got chills from simply replaying her favorite moments in her mind. “You needed it. Actually, I think we both needed it. It was really nice going slow and enjoy being able to take our time.” I responded. “Where in the hell did you learn all that?” “Internet, duh.” “Smartass. I mean most guys don’t think about making sure the woman is taken care of, at least not like that.” “I think everyone should know what their partner likes and be able to please them. Don’t you?” I answered sincerely. “Well, yeah…I just… Who the hell are you? How did I not know this about you?” Rebecca asked in surprise at what had just been revealed. “Really? You never liked talking about the sex you had. Like your mom said, you’ve always avoided the topic. So, why would I talk about it with you?” “OK…well…that’s fair…I guess.” Rebecca slowly slid her right leg up my body but abruptly stopped. I instantly locked eyes with her and a devious smile crept across her face. “Well, well, well. What do have here?” she asked rhetorically with a large smile. I smiled without saying a word. “How the hell did I miss that?!” she exclaimed playfully. Rebecca slowly slid her leg along its full length and watch me enjoy the pleasure it brought through the expressions on my face. I closed my eyes and released a sigh of approval. “Well, I can’t leave you like this.” she stated with a seductive grin. Rebecca continued monologuing as she began to carry out her plan, first getting on all fours. “Besides, I said I wanted you to make love to me.” She carefully moved over me and lowered herself onto me, coming to rest at the top of my thighs. “And you didn’t do that now did you?” I smiled longingly into Rebecca’s soft brown eyes with great anticipation. She returned my smile and then continued. “It was supposed to be done Teeeeennnnnderly.” she said softly as she caressed and slowly stroked the left side of my face with her right hand. “It was supposed to be done Iiiiinnnnntimately.” she said softly as she leaned in and then kissed me deeply, sandwiching my deer cock between our warm bodies. Rebecca then planted small kisses down and over my chin and then around my neck, “It…[kiss]… was…[kiss]…supposed…[kiss]…to…[kiss]…be…[kiss]…done…[kiss]…Softly.” she said in between each peck of her lips. She then rose back onto all fours and repositioned herself. “It was supposed to be done…” she said softly as she reached down and placed the tip of my deer cock just inside the folds of her wet entrance. “SSSSSlllllooooowwwwwlllllyyyyy.” Rebecca drew out the word “Slowly” as she very slowly lowered herself at an angle onto my painfully erect member, every so painstakingly slowly inserting my cock into her vagina. It was a tremendously erotic experience. It was as though I could feel every single millimeter of my cock slide into the warm embrace of every single millimeter of her wet tunnel, feel the subtle friction of every bit of my moist skin as it slid along the soft tissues of her vagina, feel the delicate folds of her stretched wet furry vulva, and feel the lengthy matted fur around it contacting the skin of my body and then being pressed into it at the point of full penetration. I let out a lengthy groan of satisfaction that was terminated only because I had exhausted the air supply in my lungs. Rebecca then began slowly riding me, slowly sliding herself along my deer cock. “Mmmmmm…it was supposed to be done Geeeeennnnntly.” The slowness amplified the pleasurable sensations radiating from the full length of my sensitive deer cock and it had me racing towards my climax. Rebecca deliberately maintained the slow pace, fighting her body’s conflicting demand to pick up the pace as though it sensed it was going to be denied its release. I was soon groaning with every stroke of her vagina while Rebecca was in a far lower state of arousal, her breaths somewhat heavy with occasional subtle moans timed with each of her strokes. She luxuriated in the sensations of slow penetration; it was as though she could feel my cock rub and stimulate every nerve ending of her vagina. Rebecca suddenly felt my cock and the muscles in my pelvis tense but stuck to the slow pace. I exhaled and groaned loudly as I exploded into orgasm. My pelvis involuntarily bucked into Rebecca, slapping into her audibly during her return strokes. Still, she kept the same slow pace as I slowly moved further away from my climax until she no longer felt my cock pulsing inside her. Rebecca smiled at me as I panted below her and then she laid down on top of me. “Holy fuck!…[gasp]…That was incredible!” I exclaimed as I struggled to catch my breath. She laid there silently for several minutes with her eyes closed and right ear pressed against my chest, listening to the sounds of my racing heart and labored breaths while enjoying every single sensation of my deer cock slowly softening and retracting inside her vagina and the fluid and warmth of my semen left behind settling inside her. “You OK?” I asked as I put my arms around her. “Yeah. I was just listening to your heartbeat.” “You didn’t get your O did you?” Rebecca looked at me with her chin resting on my chest. “No, but it’s OK. It was amazing for me in a different way. A way I never would’ve thought to try before.” “You sure? I can send my fingers down there and get you yours.” “Aaron, you gave me two wonderful orgasms. Don’t worry about it. Just shut up and kiss me.” As I lifted my head, Rebecca moved up my body enough so that our lips could connect. We locked and shared a long and intimate kiss. After we cuddled for a little while, we made a plan to have sex at a certain time each day if we hadn’t already done so to avoid any additional morning surprises. We literally created a privately shared Google Calendar to track it. It was so wild to us that we had actually set up a sex schedule. Monday thru Friday we figured it was best to do it in her bedroom while her mom was at work, but we weren’t sure what to do for the weekends, and then we realized we had to account for the holidays, and that got us thinking about other things down the road. We had been so focused on our deer situation to this point we hadn’t given any thought about what to do with our time not dedicated to getting Rebecca though to birthing her fawn. I was done with the whole play it by ear approach and decided it was time to tap into my near OCD level of organization and planning skills to prevent any more transformation mishaps. We went to my house where my Kungfu was strong, in the form of my four-screen gaming rig, perfect for multitasking and organizing at blazing speeds. We sat together at my desk in my bedroom and planned the next seven months as though we knew for sure that Rebecca was pregnant. All the key dates and timelines that Anna covered with us were input into what Rebecca nicknamed our “Google Calendeer”. It quickly became our little inside joke. We decided we’d go to school as had been the plan before our lives were thrown into chaos. College Fall semester started in 12 days. We’d continue going until it was no longer feasible whether it be for Rebecca’s pregnancy or additional deer transformations. Fortunately, we didn’t have to worry about getting jobs as we both already had the financial aspects of our first year covered. When we reviewed our class schedules and entered them in Google Calendeer, we quickly realized our planned sex schedule fell apart once college started. We started feeling a little overwhelmed but stuck with it. Week by week we figured it all out through the end of the year but we couldn’t plan beyond winter break until we knew what our Spring semester schedule was. Rebecca wanted to learn more about deer in ways she thought would be useful for us. We concluded the species we had been mixed with was white-tailed deer based on how our fur coats matched the deer she killed and images on the web. It was also the predominant deer species that lived in that region. My fingers flew across the Cherry MX red keyswitches of my keyboard, as I tasked Google and multiple AIs with filtering through the compendium of all human knowledge to focus on the male and female white-tailed deer and their anatomies, behaviors, instincts, grooming, mating, pregnancy, birthing, nursing, and fawn raising. We read, and read, and read, and we took lots, and lots, and lots of notes. We did our best to maintain an intently focused research mode frame of mind to keep emotions from getting in the way but there were times where it became too much for Rebecca knowing she was going to personally experience the pregnancy and birthing we read about. I would hold her and comfort her while we talked through it. While there were some tears from time to time, she never lost her composure, pushing through until we were satisfied with the information we had gathered. I was so proud of her and envious of her mental toughness. After a few hours, our heads were hurting and we needed a break. We went back to Rebecca’s house and fooled around to pass the time until Anna returned home from work. What two 18-year-olds wouldn’t do that when you can have all the sex you want with zero consequences? When Anna got home, we gently broke the bad news about our new changes and she actually took it rather well. We went over our plan and everything we had determined from our deer research. We weren’t thrilled to approve her request to be added to the Google Calendeer containing our daily sex schedule, but it made sense given that she was the only other person in the know and a bonus given her medical profession. In return, she said we could use Rebecca’s bedroom for our daily session whether she was home or not and she’d make sure we had the privacy we needed. That made it so much easier to plan, especially for weekends and holidays. Rebecca’s mom was cool as the other side of the pillow. We were fortunate to have her in our inner circle. She even ordered us some specialized animal fur shampoo to help us care for our fur coats.