A Doe in Heat by Cheetahs

A Doe in Heat

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Description: Kaya is an ordinary citizen living an average life with her obnoxious room mate, Rshoka. She is everything Kaya isn't: partying is her favorite activity, and her egoistical attitude has no problem bringing in strangers right inside her home.

During a lucky moment of bantering, Kaya manages to escape her apartment. Armed with only the bare necessities, she seeks shelter in the closest national park, a place she dreamed of visiting for a long, long time. It is there that she has her first encounters with her feral kin. With a majestic stag pursuing her, Kaya slowly finds out why her roommate sought the attention of the opposite sex.

A Doe in Heat

Kaya grudgingly woke up to the soft vibrations of her wrist mounted alarm clock. She blinked thrice to moisten her dry eyes and looked towards the window. The sky was still a dark shade of violet, announcing a very early morning. Perhaps a few more minutes of sleep couldn't hurt.

She shifted on her back, ears flicking behind her angular head. Yesterday was so long. The cubs were agitated because of the cloudy weather and Jax woke up to the wrong side of the bed. Kaya only accomplished half of what she planned. The other was taken by the cubs and her two colleagues: the cougar Jax who specialized in harsh survival skills, and the she-wolf Sverda that taught navigation and sky-reading.

Kaya sighed. She loved her job, yet at the same time she knew better than brining her worries home. Thoughts didn't change anything. They were fickle, like plans, and crumbled just as easily. Her roommate Rshoka knew all about plans, because she never made any. Day to day living was her creed. Grab life by the balls, she said, then squeeze it until it pours into oneself. Kaya never truly understood what that strange metaphor meant. Fruits kept appearing in her mind every time she thought about it.

Her eyes darted towards Rshoka. The she-wolf was almost sleeping like a log if she didn't have an air of restlessness about her. Did she drink too much again? Ate bad food?

Kaya couldn't know. She would have buried her head in that pillow if that bizarre scent wasn't rubbing off her nostrils with every breath she took. It was a strangely sweet fragrance, smelling of scented oils smeared over a fresh piece of meat.

Her roommate pulled on the blanket. The temporary shift in the warm coils unleashed a hefty gust of that bizarre scent. Kaya slowly lifted the blanket with a hand and dug her head inside the permeating warmth. The bed smelled of washed fur and perfume, just as Rhsoka liked it. She was shifting in her sleep, grinding her hips against one another. Each motion sent shivers along her spine, making her tail swish and her throat rumble with a soft whining sound.

Was she ill? Kaya moved a hand towards Rshoka's body, then hesitated. Waking up her roommate so early was hardly the right decision to make. So instead of doing something completely stupid for curiosity's sake, she turned to the side to watch the veiled sky. Thirty breaths. That's how long she proposed to remain in bed before preparing for work.

Kaya closed her eyes and counted. She reached somewhere around twenty before tiredness claimed her senses.

For the second time, she awoke to the bracelet's insistent shivers. She turned it off promptly and jumped out of bed. She was going to be late again! Kaya quickly undressed. She threw her shirt on the bed, trampled her pajama pants in a pile, then removed her trusty bracelet. Good thing the room was warm, because the water in the shower took a fair amount of time to heat.

"Come on..." she tapped the showerhead while she thought. Jax was always an early riser. Perhaps he could organize the cubs before she got there.

"He has that winking thing though. Parents are not going to like him."

Kaya checked the water again and cringed at its lukewarm touch, because that's exactly how Sverda behaved with the young ones. Firm words and discipline, just like she learned from her parents.

"Drat. No time to waste."

Kaya bit back her irritation. She took a deep breath, clenched her teeth, and yelped when the water seeped into her fur. She washed herself quickly, minding only her private parts. With her thighs properly soaked in foam, Kaya brought her hands upon her breasts. She rubbed the small mounds quickly, scrubbed her arms, and completely ignored her back. Warm water came just in time for the rinsing. With a smile on her face, Kaya enjoyed the rest of her shower.

"Kaya!"

That tired voice ruined her mirth.

"In the shower!" she squeaked.

"So early? Again?" Rshoka's groan pierced through two closed doors and the pelting sound of the water. It was a terrible thing that made everyone's ears twitch with discomfort.

"I'm almost done!" Kaya said calmly.

"Good. Means you can cook us breakfast."

Kaya said nothing at that. She came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around her. Rshoka was sitting cross legged on her bed, with her smartphone clutched in a hand and an ear in the other.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever," she fondled her multicolored braids "Just make sure it's quick, yah?"

Kaya nodded. She pretended to ignore the blatant sight of her roommate's gender and the damp patch that slithered under it. Apparently, she wasn't quick enough.

"Envious?"

Kaya shook her head and walked towards the kitchen, trying to bury her irritation behind purposeful steps. She opened the fridge, took out salami and whatever pre-cooked meat was stored on Rshoka's top shelf, and slammed it onto the table. Bread followed shortly after. Kaya fixed two hefty sandwiches and delivered them with a smile for a roommate who was more interested in her phone than her.

"Eat well."

"You too," Rshoka said absent mindedly as she dug her greedy paw into a sandwich.

Kaya ran to her room. She chose a white blouse and azure jeans for today to match the sky's appearance. Unlike Rhsoka, she didn't bother covering her scent in perfumes or wearing ostentatious adornments. With only a green backpack strapped on her back, Kaya went out the door. She climbed down the stairs, greeted two of her neighbors, and unlocked her bicycle from the storage room.

The air was crisp when she rolled out of her block. Kaya mounted her bicycle and took off. Cycling through the city was no real joy. The weather was cold enough to warrant shivers, and the traffic was even worse. She couldn't imagine how driving a car must have felt like. Being trapped inside a honking metal box unnerved her as much as the blaring noise and the general sense of agitation.

She had to get out, fast. Kaya turned sharply and surged through an alley. The side roads were much clearer, even if she had to slink between groups of hurried people. Kaya shouted apologies whenever she bumped into them, soothing their anger with a smile. That made her happy, knowing she did the right thing. If only more people saw the world through her eyes, the world would have been a different place.

The sun soared over a puffy cloud, basking the city in its brilliance. Kaya welcomed the warmth upon her fur. She felt at peace when the Biodome loomed ahead. She put up a last burst of speed, zipping through the Rider's alley. Sak smiled when he saw her.

"A bit late, miss Kaya."

"I know," she fumbled through her pocket. "My roommate wanted me to cook breakfast for her."

"And did you?" the canine's smile brightened.

"I fixed her two sandwiches," she presented the ID card to the guard. "We good?"

Sak looked it over, nodded, and waved her inside. "They're all waiting for you."

"I bet," Kaya said. She took a few steps towards the entrance before a nagging curiosity made her peek over her shoulder. "What had you in such bright spirits, Sak?"

"Oh, nothing," the sleek dog scratched his neck. He had a shameful habit of doing that whenever he became uneasy. "Alright. It is something. Just stop looking at me like a hungry puppy."

Kaya smiled. She padded back, straight into Sak's warm embrace. He was quite strong, and smelled rather enticingly. Kaya's ears flicked with uneasiness. She had to get out. Now!

"My mate proposed," Sak whispered in her ear.

That made her jump backwards like a skittish fawn. A firm arm grabbed hold of her as her feet lurched in all the wrong directions. Kaya shook her head and blurted an apology.

"No worries, miss. Shoulda seen my reaction!" the guard dog laughed.

"I'm...happy for you. Pleased. Somewhat surprised." Kaya looked around. She felt small and insecure whenever the warm fuzzies slithered under her coat. They had a terrible touch that made her tongue twist and her mind race like a great lion chased after her tail.

"Nobody's looking, Kaya," Sak assured her with a pat on the back. "They don't care. You should be a little more at ease with yourself."

"I try to."

"Not nearly enough," Sak grabbed her shoulders. He licked his elongated muzzle once, blinked, and stared at her with those deep chocolate eyes. "Listen here, because I'm talking from experience. When I was a pup, I was a whimp. Every dog, cat, or scaley in the vicinity picked on me."

"Harsh..."

"Not necessarily," he raised a black clawed finger. "My father taught me there are two edges to a coin. Day and night. Shadow and light. You know these things."

Kaya dipped her head in acknowledgement.

"He made me see how conflicted my aggressors were, so I turned that against them. I used a lot more fists and barks than words because I'm male and all, but you know what I am trying to say, Kaya."

"That I'm a whimp?" she giggled nervously.

"No. You're a lot more than that," Sak turned to greet a visitor, then looked back. "There's this aura of kindness around you. The way you behave, your smile, your touch, and even this unsure attitude you are so ashamed of fills the hearts of many."

Kaya wanted to agree with him, yet her mouth spoke without consent. "With contempt. Or greed. Rshoka never saw me the way you do."

Sak waved his arm away. "She's a different breed. Trust yourself, not those vicious bastards that are obviously so envious of you."

His grip finally lessened. Kaya took a step back, more riled up than encouraged. "Thank you, Sak. You've brightened up my morning."

"Can say the same, miss. Run to your cubs, and tell them I kept you up so late."

"I will!" Kaya laughed.

"That's my girl. Be mean!" Sak barked out from behind. That drew the stares of some visitors.

Kaya held her chuckle back. She ran through the grassy halls. The Biodome really lived up to its name. Even inside there was plenty of vegetation. Kaya pushed her way between visitors and parents alike, rushing towards the survival section.

She got there just in time. Sverda and Jax were surrounded by a cluster of parents, still shaking hands and throwing smiles. Kaya squeezed herself through the group.

"Sorry I'm late."

Sverda licked her trembling lips. She was clearly irritated, whereas Jax was all smiles and politeness.

"Late is a silly concept, Kaya. We haven't even started yet."

"Mhrrrm. Good to have you here, Kaya," Sverda added.

Kaya gave her a meek smile and proceeded to liberate the cubs from their parent's clutches. Once a sizeable group has been formed, each teacher took a dozen students to separate classes. Kaya taught picking today. She led her cubs to the fir quadrant of the Biodome, where the trees grew tall and the air smelled fresh. No matter how many times she found herself nestled in this patch of vegetation, Kaya was always left dazzled by the purity of the forest. It looked just like a real one. Light flowed through the crystal ceiling, bathing the verdant forest with its life giving warmth. Birds joyously zipped between branches, chasing each other while they chirped their songs. Down below, the grass grew unrestrained. Kaya took her little ones upon cobbled alleys, pointing out animals and inquiring about them. The females squeaked, yipped or laughed joyously, while the males shook their heads at such silly games. They preferred to explore rather than talk, always touching or picking at everything they encountered.

They were soon tamed when Kaya presented today's lesson. Paired in groups of four, the cubs had to find anything edible and fill their basket. Whoever filled theirs first won a handful of tasty treats.

Kaya smiled when she saw how lucrative her cubs were. They all spread around her to search and shuffle through the thick vegetation. Herbivores like deer found mushrooms or berries, while predators caught a few unlucky rodents. Kaya rewarded all of their efforts with kind words. Not all the cubs were brave, and she made sure to comfort each one in any way she saw fit.

The air grew warmer around her. Kaya relaxed against a tree when the midday heat struck, reading her favorite fantasy novels. This time she picked the story of Grongar, a fierce dragon that sought vengeance upon the lesser races after they robbed him of his mate and offspring. It was a somewhat sad tale of how costly the price of revenge was. Kaya disagreed with Grongar's choices. He was reckless and ruthless, yet his reason was just. She wondered about a similar scenario. If her own cub was in danger, how far was she willing to go to save it?

"Miss Kaya!" tiger Timmy mewled.

"Yes?"

"Andy is cheating again!"

"Am not! Liar. Liar!"

Kaya moved to separate the two cubs. She held each with an arm, firm enough to get her point across.

"Violence is not the answer to problems. Now, who started it?"

"He did!" Both cubs pointed at the same time.

"Really?" she looked at them in turns.

They both looked into the ground, ashamed of their actions. Kaya nuzzled them both. "It doesn't matter who starts a fight, and who ends it. You are both brothers here. The only thing you should fight over are females!"

"Girls?" they looked at her with wide, beady eyes.

"Yes!" Kaya smiled warmly. "There are many beautiful flowers hidden in this forest. Pick a few and give them to whom you love most."

She let them go. Andy returned to her in a bit. He had his tiny paws hidden behind his back and his eyes firmly rooted on the grass below.

"M-miss Kaya?"

"Yes, dear?"

The little grey wolf shuffled forward. "I..."

"You can tell me," Kaya leaned forward. "Now, what is bothering you?"

Andy pressed his little muzzle against her nose. His warm tongue rushed between his tiny teeth, brushing against Kaya's lips with strange, shocking warmth.

"I love you," he pushed into her chest. "Love you, love you, love you!"

"I...love you too," Kaya blinked with bewilderment. How did a cub know what kissing was? Somebody must have taught him. Or worse, he saw his parents doing that.

"These for you," he pushed a bouquet of summer redclaws and amethyst rosepetals right into her nose. "Smell good, right?"

Kaya inhaled the overly sweet scent of the proffered flowers. "Delightful," she rubbed Andy's fluffy head. The cub whined with joy. "Thank you very much for this gift, Andy."

He looked at her shyly, then ran back to his play mates. Kaya was left to ponder her choices. Andy was a good child with respectable parents. Making a choice by herself somehow didn't seem a good option.

She brushed the thought off and immersed herself inside her lecture. Grongar managed to track down a group of bipedal dragons to their city. He didn't attack up straight though. His wings carried him around the city day and night until he assessed every one of his lesser kin's defenses. Only when he was fully prepared, Grongar struck.

If even a vengeful, stuck up beast knew patience, Kaya knew she had to behave in the same way. She leafed through a couple more pages. The story started getting boring, and the children became obnoxiously loud. Kaya announced the end of the harvest, making every cub giddy with excitement. One by one they came to her, carrying baskets full of nutrients.

Kaya congratulated all of them. She started a game of chase right after the competition to alleviate any irritation. She acted like the prey, while the cubs were a pack of fierce wolves. Kaya ran between the trees. Her nimble legs carried her quickly through the verdant corridor, while her senses alerted her of danger far before she encountered it. The cubs quickly grew frustrated with her keen abilities and gave up.

For that, Kaya allowed herself to be caught. They all jumped her, mewling, whining, and arguing for the best spot as they formed the pile around the red deer. Younglings were so warm and joyful. Kaya hugged all of them to her chest, and for a moment she wished she had a fawn of her own.

The late noon horn announced the lunch break. Kaya gathered her cubs in a tight group and walked towards the recreational gardens, where their parents awaited. Once her little ones left, Kaya walked around, enjoying the smells of nature until the shuffling of the grass announced someone's presence.

Kaya knew those steps as well as the smell. Both were sublime. Too bad the same trait was not shared by the feline that appeared in front of her.

"Eek!" Kaya stumbled back from her lurch.

Jax dived towards her. Kaya found herself wrapped in a firm, furry embrace as she met the ground. The impact was soft, just like the cougar's gentle purr.

"Not a proper pouncing by any means, but I almost did it."

"Almost," Kaya untangled herself.

Jax seemed reluctant to let go. His hands rubbed against hers before he allowed the red deer to roll on her side.

"Don't I get any points for tackling you?"

"No," Kaya smiled weakly. She couldn't last against that stare for long. Cougars were so damn adorable, with those big amber eyes and that cute snowy muzzle.

"Perhaps. I don't know if it's proper," she stuttered.

Jax smiled, revealing the tips of his pristine fangs. "That is a win in my book, Kaya," he patted one of his legs. "Are you sure you don't want to sit on something soft? Earth's terribly hard. Do you know I littered my floor with carpets just to eliminate this annoyance?"

"You did?" Kaya flicked her ears in bewilderment.

"Yush," Jax said proudly. He swished his mahogany tail, as if to empathize the meaning of soft. "Come now. I promise not to bite."

"It's not your teeth I'm afraid of."

"Tongue then?" he played it along his lengthy whiskers. "I won't lick you unless you want it."

"Paws, Jax," Kaya said. "Last time I sat in your lap-"

"It was a lapse. It won't happen again. You have my word on that."

"I don't want your word," Kaya crawled closer, keeping her keen eyes on the sneaky cougar. "I want a reward. Every time your paws touch me anywhere, I get one of those fabled licks of yours."

"Sure," Jax smiled. "Where do you want them?"

"I'll choose the place. You worry about your paws."

Jax took the deal without hesitation. He spread his arms wide, inviting Kaya into his embrace.

Males unnerved her, but she had known Jax for a couple of years now. He was a better friend than many, and a more trusted companion than Rshoka, who only cared about her own gains. Jax really was her only friend. At least the only one who showed that.

Kaya sighed happily once she crawled into the cougar's warm embrace. Jax spread his legs apart, allowing her to rest against his bare chest.

"Do you always wear this?" She tugged at his blue overalls.

"It's breezy. Purrfect for a weather like this."

"What about a jacket?"

"Too tight."

"Shirt?" Kaya tried again.

She got a firm nuh-uh at that.

"What about those tank-tops? I saw a few males wear them."

Jax drew back, thoroughly surprised. "Do I look like a bear, Kaya?"

"A bit," she rubbed into his fur. "The color is certainly similar."

"But not the constitution," Jax placed a hand over hers, his pads warm against her short auburn fur.

Kaya held her breath, allowing him to direct her over the hard muscles hiding underneath his mahogany fur.

"See the difference?"

"I...yes," Kaya drew back. "You are quite hard underneath."

Jax looked away. His ears twitched three times, and his tail restlessly swished behind him.

"Did I say something stupid?"

"No," he said quickly. "I just remembered something."

"Yeah. You owe me a lick," Kaya held her hand up with a smile. "Go ahead, kitty."

Jax's nostrils twitched as he sniffed between her fingers. He poked his tongue out, licked quickly underneath her palm, then looked the other way. "Done."

"That quickly?"

"I'm...distracted, Kaya. Something just came in my mind."

"Must've been important to make you so uneasy."

"Nah," the cougar shook his head. "Tell me more about your day though. How did it go?"

A change of subject was a tricky maneuver. Curiosity blossomed inside Kaya. She wondered if pressing the matter was worth more than going with the flow.

"It went well," she finally said as she leaned against that warm, purring chest. "Andy and Timmy argued again."

"Like cats and dogs, eh?"

"Almost," Kaya laughed. "I told them the values of teamwork, then sent them to gather flowers for their favorites."

"Sounds like something I'd do."

Kaya smiled. "You and Andy may have something in common then."

"We like the same flowers?"

"No, silly," she slapped a well toned arm, marveling at how firm his flesh felt under the blow. "Andy came to me with the flowers."

"Really?" Jax crossed his arms. "Did he...give them to you?"

Kaya couldn't look him in the eyes when she said it. "He came to me. Licked me...licked me on my muzzle. It felt more like a kiss because he insisted."

Jax's purring picked up. He shifted slightly. Kaya saw his claws come out from their sheaths as he flexed his bare toes. A bizarre mewl erupted from his throat, quickly interrupted by a short cough.

"That's...wow. I didn't expect that."

"Me neither. His parents must have taught him, or..." she allowed the words to trail upon the wind.

Jax remained silent as well. Only his hefty purring interrupted the song of the birds.

"You'll have to talk to him, Kaya."

She almost jumped on her legs at that. "I don't want to."

"You do. It may be harmless, but if he saw his parents kiss one another..."

"What's wrong with that?" Kaya looked him in the eyes. "They openly display affection. Is that such a terrible thing to do in front of a child?"

"No, of course not. All I'm saying is that-"

"Suppositions, Jax. Just because a cub knows what kissing is, that doesn't mean he grows up quicker than usual."

"That's not what I'm saying, Kaya. If you'd only listen."

"I listened," she untangled from his grip with a sigh.

Jax stood up along with her. "Please don't leave."

"I have to. The afternoon courses are due and I'm still hungry."

She turned around. Jax followed her for a few steps, then stopped.

"I'll buy you dinner."

That took her by surprise. Kaya turned around, eyes wide, ears perked. "Really?"

"It's not a date," he licked his muzzle quickly. "Just, uh...you know. We talk and stuff. Eat. Drink. Only if we're thirsty, that is."

"I'll consider it," Kaya said. She left quickly, before the warm fuzzies came out in force.

The rest of the evening passed a lot quicker when her thoughts were occupied by Jax's considerate offer. He was so kind! And quite the looker too. Kaya blushed as she remembered how he touched around his chest. He was so warm, and smelled like crushed pine needles. The allure enticed her with its prickly touch, though not as much as that barbed tongue upon the pads of her palm. Kaya closed her eyes. She took a deep breath and exhaled in a slow, soothing rhythm, just like Jax's moist tongue washed along her palm. She whined softly, then opened her eyes. She was so warm all of a sudden. Did the fuzzies get to her? Kaya blinked thrice and looked around. Andrew the lizard tugged on her jeans, a big pine cone held inside a paw.

"Do you want me to eat that?"

The cub giggled. "The decorations, miss Kaya. You asked us to bring ornaments."

"Oh, yeah," she shook her head and took that small, scaly hand between her lithe fingers. "So you chose pine cones? How interesting!"

"You told us to."

She faked a wide smiled and looked forward to avoid the upcoming surge of embarrassment. Yep. The fuzzies definitely got her.

Kaya worked on ground paintings and assisted an astronomy lesson before the parents finally came for the cubs. She waited with Sverda and Jax until the last group left, then bid her farewells to both of them. She wasn't about to get in a tin can even with a trusted friend like Jax behind the wheel.

Kaya cycled all the way to the "Nasty Burger" restaurant. It was a rather nice place settled just on the grassy fringes of the Biodome. Despite its name, it wasn't nasty at all. Lush gardens surrounded the wooden tables. Lanterns glimmered from the bushes, weak and soft in the fading radiance of the setting sun. Kaya dismounted once she reached the parking slots and looked around for Jax. She found him sitting on his car in the spot closest to the restaurant. So typical for a feline.

"I reserved the table so we don't have to wait."

"Which one is it?"

"That one," Jax pointed with a finger.

Kaya rolled her eyes. "They all look the same, kitty."

"Fine, I'll lead you."

They settled inside a grassy alcove secluded from prying eyes. Kaya liked this place even before taking a seat. Once soft cushions embraced her bottom, she realized what an inspired decision she made for trusting Jax's judgment. The cougar slouched comfortably in his straw-made chair and waved to the waiter. A husky quickly showed up. He was a youth of scant years, with glossy fur, eager eyes, and two paws that rarely remained in one place.

"A glass of water to get me started."

"Same for me," Kaya said.

"Coming right up," the pup said in an adorable pitchy voice. "Anything else?"

Jax shuffled through the menu. "I usually pretend to ponder upon my meal, but I always end up picking the damned cheeseburger."

"A cheese? That's all?"

"Make it a double one. With extra meat between the buns."

"Alright. You, miss?"

"Salad," Kaya blinked twice.

"What kind?"

"Any kind."

The husky frowned at that.

"I like surprises. Please don't judge."

"I won't, miss," he retrieved the menus. "I'll have your drinks brought momentarily!"

"Thank you!" they both said at the same time, then laughed over it.

"You are in a merry mood, Kaya. Is my dinner as charming as I fantasized?"

"Oh, it is. This place is fabulous," she laid her arms on the table and relaxed inside her chair. "It's like we never left the dome. I even think there's crickets inside this bush here."

"Don't poke your finger. You might never get it back!"

"I'll poke my head instead," Kaya giggled.

She kept joking like that until the drinks arrived. Jax lapped a few times with that broad, barbed tongue of his, while Kaya shamelessly watched. It was curious, how fluids held onto his tongue. Did the barbs have anything to do with it? How did that even work?

"You're staring," Jax noticed with a smile.

"I...err, yeah," Kaya shamelessly admitted. "Why don't you drink that instead of slurping it like a cub?"

"This is how I drink!" Jax splashed his tongue so hard he sent droplets around the table.

That sent Kaya into a giggling fit. "Yeah. I bet your bushy carpets appreciate the attention."

"My SnowPaws does."

"How is he, by the way?"

"The same," Jax placed the glass on the table and bridged his arms. He lay his fluffy chin on top, looking at Kaya with his sparkling amber eyes. "Lazy, fluffy, and unbearably adorable. I don't even need a blanket. Ever since he grew up to full size we've been sleeping piled into each other."

"That must be nice, having a pet like that," Kaya said dreamily. "I wish I had someone to share my bed with."

Jax licked his fangs and winked.

Kaya noticed. She flustered a bit, scratching around her hands. "I said something stupid again, didn't I?"

"You were just being honest. A living blanket is much better than a dead one!" he laughed.

"How do you get along with your cat? Is he like...mean sometimes? Does he scratch your furniture or wreck your house or anything like that?"

"Not at all. He is of a special breed, this one," Jax said. "The seller brought him from the upper States. Said they are experimenting with mixed genes or something. Crossing our kin with feral beasts to give birth to a new species."

Kaya blinked. She lowered her head upon her crossed arms, staring intently. "Can that even work? I mean I know we share a few traits with our feral cousins, but the difference is astounding."

"Those guys discovered something, Kaya. My cat is like you and I. There's no shortage of intelligence below that fluff if you want to know."

"Prove it," she smiled.

Jax scratched along an arm, white claws gently sliding inside his fur. "He can do everything I ask of him, provided that the limitations aren't beyond his anatomy. He can read on my laptop, even play games on my tablet, but he cannot grab objects or write because of how his paws are built."

"Really? Can he talk?"

"He mewls and purrs a lot, but no. We didn't get that far yet. I don't want to turn my pet into a next gen scientist," Jax slouched in his chair, grabbed his glass, and licked a few times at the water inside. "I'm a simple feline, with simple desires. I enjoy my pet, and he enjoys me. That is all there is."

Kaya knew that twitching muzzle meant to say more than Jax intended. Enjoyment took many forms, and if his pet was as smart as he said, the possibilities were limitless.

"I wish Rshoka was like that," she said instead. "For years ahead of me, and she's acting worse than my cubs."

"She did anything bad?"

"It's just her attitude, Jax. It angers me, and I know it shouldn't," Kaya sighed as she stretched her back. "The things she does are mean, and nasty. She made me cook breakfast despite knowing I was late for work!"

Jax gave a firm nod of his head. "You have the right to get angry. Don't think that because you are an adorable, kind, and selfless doe you are forbidden to delve into the uglier spectrum of emotions."

Kaya ignored the warm words. The fuzzies were a real menace. Unleashing them here could be dangerous. So she focused on Rshoka instead, and all the troubles she caused.

"She never cooks for us, always demands money I don't have, and brings these friends of hers inside our home without even letting me know beforehand!"

"That's bothersome," Jax agreed with a dip of his head. "She should at least tell you who these friends are. You sure she doesn't call you about this?"

"I don't have a phone," Kaya smiled meekly. That deepened the cougar's smirk

"You should get one."

The husky arrived with his treats. Kaya kindly thanked him and dug into her juicy salad. It had oils and herbs sprinkled upon it, making it a lot tastier than any salad had the right to be.

"Mhm. This salad is good," Kaya licked the dripping oils from her muzzle. "I like to live this way. Free of any restrictions like phones or cars or technology. I feel more at peace at my job then I feel at home, Jax. The nature calms and nurtures me. It gives me something that is warm and precious, hard to put into words."

"I know," Jax took a hefty bide from his burger. "It's why I chose to work at the dome. That I found a lovely doe such as you is another matter entirely."

Kaya almost choked on her salad. She coughed, blaming a fly for her troubles.

"Rshoka doesn't respect me. No matter what I do, I am below her. Unworthy. And sad. Do you know she judges my life on a daily basis?"

"You told me before, Kaya. Remember what I told you?"

"To move away from that dump?"

Jax nodded once, releasing a deep sigh from the doe's throat.

"I will. Just have to save up more money."

"I can lend you some if you need."

She held a palm before her. "No. You know how I feel about debts."

"Fine. I won't argue," Jax took another bite of his burger. "These friends she brings...they never harmed you, did they?"

"We didn't even see each other," Kaya said. "I seclude myself in my room whenever one of these creeps barges in. I think they harm her, though. She always yelps and screams when they visit, but I haven't seen any wounds, nor smelled any blood."

Jax coughed up fragments from his burger. "Sorry," he cleared his throat. "Bit a big piece."

"Didn't sound that way," Kaya said.

"Ehem...yeah. No visible injuries means no pain."

"Why does she yelp, then? She whimpers as if metals cut through her flesh. Makes it really hard to sleep at night."

"She's playing games, Kaya. You shouldn't bother yourself with her affairs. Move out. Find another place to stay. You are capable enough to live on your own."

The proposition was enticing. Kaya imagined herself inside one of those big apartments she saw during one of her visits. It had gigantic windows, and more space than Nasty Burger's gardens. So much life could grow inside that place.

"It would be nice."

"Can even get yourself a pet if you get lonely," Jax said, pushing away the remains of his meal. He leaned forth, looking at her with a strangely intense gaze. "Or you can crash with SnowPaws and I, and see how us felines lavish in luxury. You haven't tasted true bliss until you sleep with a feral on top of you."

Kaya pondered that. Living with Jax was certainly a lot more appealing. He was well mannered, kind, and good. She was halfway tempted to accept if her own pride didn't get in the way. That was not how she was taught, to abuse the kindness of lone males.

"I...I'll think about it, Jax. Thanks for extending the offer."

"We'd love to have you. Both of us," he smiled warmly. "I'll go through tackling and pouncing with you, and then unleash SnowPaws to test your abilities."

"You evil bastard. Two against one?"

"We don't like to play fair," jax chuckled.

"Oh yeah. I'm sure of that."

"Seriously, it will be fun. I have the dome right near my place. We can even sleep there if we want. It's not like we need a tent or anything with such a fluffy cat around."

He was obviously excited about that prospect. Kaya was too. Living in nature was one of her dreams.

But living with two males? It was somewhat strange. She was used to have them bang in her door and yowl across the room, but not pressed against her. The fear of unknown seeped under her fur, chasing away the blissful scenarios swimming through her mind.

"I'll think about it, like I said. We should finish our meals meantime. Your burger's frozen solid already."

"Nah," he took a hefty bite. "Still good!"

They ate in silence until the meal was finished. Jax talked more about living together, and Kaya agreed with him all the time. He must have sensed her reluctance at some point, for he changed the subject to work.

Once that topic was exhausted, Kaya rose from her seat. She stretched and groaned, marveling at how stiff her body felt.

"It's night. I didn't even realize how late it got."

"Time flies when you're having fun," Jax called the husky. He paid the tab quickly and got up from his chair.

"Thank you for a lovely evening. I really needed this."

"There's something more," he spread his arms wide.

Kaya walked into his embrace. He was so warm, and purred so loud! His throat vibrated with the most intense purr she had the pleasure of hearing. When his arms pushed her closer against that warm, lovely fur, Kaya caved in. The fuzzies attacked in full force, washing every trace of coherence from her mind.

"You're too hot," she pushed against his chest with trembling arms. "I mean, it's warm. Too warm."

"Do you like it?"

A warm presence touched her ear. It was wet. Wet and prickly!

"Eek!" Kaya sharply slammed her head into his jaw. Jax growled.

"Oh, sorry. Did I-"

"It's nothing," he nuzzled between her ears.

Kaya remained stiff as stone as he descended along her neck. His tongue came out, brushing with a slow, tantalizing motion. She shivered when it reached the far end of her jaw.

"Jax...I-"

"You what?" he purred softly.

"I have to go."

"So soon?"

"I already tasted your licks. I mean tested them. On my hand," Kaya rubbed his head like she did to her cubs. "You were marvelous today. Thank you!"

Jax didn't even have time to reply. Kaya bolted, dashing around the gardens. She grabbed her bike from the parking lot, mounted it, and surged forth before she made sense of the tangled mess twisting inside her mind.

She managed to get onto a special cycling path when the fuzzies became really nasty. They throbbed relentlessly, making her slightly dizzy. Kaya took a deep breath. Her hands tightened their grip and her eyes squinted. Forward. She had to focus her attention ahead.

But how? Heat surged beneath her fur with every heartbeat. Her heart pounded for a reason she could not comprehend. Instincts pulled at her mind, demanding a million things. Kaya couldn't handle this. She dismounted from her bike and walked at a brisk pace. One stride. Two. Five. Near the seventh, the wetness between her legs became unbearable.

Kaya looked ahead, saw nobody close enough to peek, then rubbed a hand between her legs. She was too warm and unreasonably moist down there. A wave of embarrassment rushed through her at the realization of wetting herself.

"It's impossible," she grabbed the bike and kept on walking. "I cannot wet myself like a cub. Not without feeling it!"

The fuzzies had something to do with these bizarre feelings. Kaya was certain of it. Her head always felt light when they came, and her heart was never late to quicken its beats. Yet this wetness was something completely new. It bothered and intrigued her in equal measures. Kaya mounted her bike again and ignored the overly humid sensation. Only the comfort of her home could provide the answers she sought.

She got there quick thanks to the excess burst of energy. Kaya stored her bike, took the elevator to the seventh floor, and opened the door of the seventy five apartment to find an unruly male with his paws all around Rshoka's quivering form.

"You're laaate. We're hungry here!'

"Cook your own stuff!" Kaya snapped.

Rshoka snarled in return. Too bad she was so slow in her reaction. Kaya snuck in her room and rolled the key in the lock far quicker than Rshoka got there.

"Hey! I told you to cook!" she shouted and banged from behind the door.

"Come on babe. You really want that skank to fix us food?"

"She's supposed to, sweet cheeks. It's her duty. Duty's sacred to us."

"I'll give you something sacred to suck on if you're that hungry."

Incessant whining followed, then heavy footsteps. A door banged shut. Then more whines and barks and growls.

Kaya ignored them all. She walked around her bed for a bit, working up her curiosity until she found the courage to finally sit down. Two fingers slid along the rim of her jeans. She unbuttoned the three safeguards, and gasped when an overly sweet smell assaulted her nostrils. It was almost like Rshoka's, only more pungent.

Kaya was helplessly intrigued. She worked her jeans down to her ankles to notice her panties were thoroughly soaked. She took two more whiffs, then touched. Her fingers were met with a lukewarm, slimy sheen that was nothing like the urine she knew. Kaya rubbed her fingers together. It felt like oil, only more watery.

She grabbed her panties, and pulled them down as well. If those were wet, her privates were thoroughly soaked. The same translucent fluid smeared the short fur surrounding her pink lips. Kaya touched herself....and gasped at how sensitive she felt down there. A shiver of heat rushed through her body, making her vision flicker for a second.

Kaya flung her fingers away. Whatever that was scared her. Feelings like these never came without a reason. She could have caught the same illness as Rshoka, who probably got it from one of the males.

Kaya panicked. She paced around the room, taking slow breaths until her blood steadied. Then, she dropped on the bed to stare at the ceiling. Two possibilities detached themselves from the clutter that was her mind. Either she was ill, or the warm fuzzies made her like this. Either way, she needed an answer.

So she stuck two fingers inside her hole, sucked in a sharp breath, then took them out as quick as she inserted them. Goo dribbled from her soggy tips. Kaya sniffed it, then opened her mouth. Her messiest fingers rushed in to meet her tongue. An overall sense of bitter sweetness assaulted her mouth. Kaya scrunched her eyes. She suckled her fingers dry, washing the taste inside her saliva until she swallowed with a hefty gulp. It tasted a bit like urine, but it was something more. And then she knew. The fuzzies definitely had something to do with it.

The revelation calmed her a bit. With her thirst for knowledge satisfied, Kaya lunged towards her nightstand to grab one of her books. It was "Tiger's trigger" this time, a collection of short stories dealing with the criminal masterminds of a post apocalyptic world. Guns and mysteries were not as exciting as she hoped to. After a brief glance through the pages, Kaya placed the book on the side and groaned. Rshoka and her wolf became obnoxiously loud. They both howled by this point, doing god knows what inside the kitchen.

Kaya chose not to ponder on that particular thought. She grabbed Rhsoka's pillow and slammed it over her head. At least now she had a measure of silence.

The night passed uneventfully. Rshoka opened the door with her spare key and jumped into the bed, smelling all clean. She always took showers after these encounters.

"You asleep?" she asked softly

Kaya kept her eyes closed. Feigning deep sleep was better than speaking, because right now she couldn't trust her mouth to say anything of worth. She was thoroughly furious. Not once or twice, but five times she was startled from her slumber by crashing objects or careless yells. That male had no respect for anyone, and Rshoka no dignity to put him into place.

"Whatever. I'm getting my pillow."

She snatched it with an angry snarl. Kaya turned the other way. Deep, steady breaths. In with the calming air of the night, out with the tumultuous fire raging inside her belly. A hundred or so breaths later, Kaya didn't even know what worked her up into such frenzy. She fell asleep, dreaming of endless forests and the sun's warm touch upon her fur.

Her morning was decisively less enjoyable. Instead of a slow, pleasant caress, Kaya awoke with a harsh presence sliding inside her most sensitive sanctuary. She snapped her eyes open to the blurry image of her roommate.

"You are so fucking dry. Why is that?"

Kaya grunted. She swung an arm around, only to have her petite hand gripped in an unrelenting embrace. Rshoka's fingers dug their claw tips between the frail bones of her hand.

"Really?"

"Get off me!" Kaya screamed in her face.

Rshoka delved deeper, prodding and grabbing and pushing. Her touch was unbearably dry, and very rough.

"So fucking dry," she said with exasperation. "Why can't you be wet for once?"

"Rshoka-"

"Every night you go to bed, and every morning you complain."

"You're hurting me!"

Rshoka pulled herself out and slapped Kaya with her own fragrance.

The doe squirmed helplessly. She scrunched her eyes shut. At least her eyes were not so dry now when overflowing moisture welled in the corners of her trembling eyelids.

"Wh-why? What got into you?"

"You wanna know?" Rshoka directed Kaya's hand towards her thighs. She grabbed three unwilling fingers, then pushed them inside her pink bosom, delving in with a loud squelch.

Kaya gasped, both from the pain burning inside her cheek and from the sweltering warmth she found herself in. Rshoka was more than slimy down there. Juices overflowed from her loosened sex, smearing upon her fingers with every clench of her shuddering muscles.

"This is what a proper cunt feels like," she shoved Kaya's fingers in and out with rude, slapping sounds.

"Please...please stop."

"Why? Afraid you're going to hurt me, little doe?"

"Yes!" Kaya yelped. "Just let me go. Let me go..."

"Gaaah!" she loosened her grip and jumped back, snarling and snapping at the air. "I'm so freaking horny I could cum on spot. Do you wanna know what that wolf did to me?"

Kaya shook her head. She just wanted to be left alone, in the little corner of the bed she retreated to.

Luck failed to grace her. Rshoka leaped on the bed. She advanced on all fours, tearing the fabric with her claws.

"I slapped him, just as I slapped you. He fought, but then I busted his balls so hard he cried," Rshoka tightened a fist. "Do you know how empowering it feels to hold a male's future inside your fist, doe?"

"No," Kaya's ears drooped. She blinked the tears from her eyes. A short moment of respite was all she had before Rshoka's feral features graced her eyes once again.

"I'm no bitch. I slammed my cunt right into his face. He mewled like a pup when I came inside his swearing maw. Then, I took him, right there on the ground," she licked her muzzle repeatedly. "Took a while to get him hard, but I humped. Pushed into that cock and squeezed his mushy balls until he became hard like stone inside me."

"What..what do you mean?" Kaya asked on a frail, scared voice.

"I took him. The entirety of that meaty, throbbing cock, from tip to knot. Then, I fucked him," Rshoka pushed her hips into the bed. "I rode him until he screamed. I howled louder than I ever did in my life when he spilled. Strong, healthy jets. Not the weak trickling I got from most whelps."

Kaya understood nothing of what Rshoka spoke. Getting inside? Coming? Coming where? Rshoka never got so passionate before. The male must have drugged her somehow. Slipped a pill into her drink, or inject a strange substance that drew out the inner beast from its cage.

She tilted her head, growling. "Why are you looking at me like that? Are you afraid?"

Kaya dipped her head.

"Come on, you stupid bitch," she grabbed her arm. "When did I ever hurt you?"

"Now. You're hurting me now!" Kaya retaliated only with yips and words.

"Stop being a fucking pussy. Books and kids? That's how you want to live your life?" Rshoka pushed the books off the nightstand and turned around, dragging Kaya along with her. "It's time to know how a real woman lives."

"I don't want to," she slapped and grabbed around Rshoka's unrelenting grip. Her fingers were steel, impossible to pry apart. "Please. Please don't-"

"You need to get laid, you stupid bitch. What you need is cock, instead of useless books, and fresh cum inside that arid cunt of yours."

Rshoka lurched towards the door. She slammed head first into its frame, collapsing with a loud yelp.

Kaya took advantage of her weakness. She snatched her arm away and ran back towards the bed. The blanket was her only ally now. She wrapped it tight against her shivering frame and watched. Rshoka cursed as she stood up. A heavy paw slammed into the door, sending it slamming against the wall.

"Why the fuck you so loud, babe?" A gruff voice came.

The male. He was still here.

"Get in here you fucking bastard."

"Why?"

"Cause I want you to fuck my brains out, that's why!"

Slow, dragging steps followed. Kaya winced when the male entered the room. He wore nothing but his white fur upon his well toned form. He looked almost like a whiter version of Rshoka, with only a slight difference. He had a thick, ugly pole between his legs, and two heavy spheres underneath that drew upwards whenever his pole lurched.

"Grrah, that looks so good," Rshoka grabbed the male's equipment. He snarled and licked her muzzle fiercely while her own tongue lapped around his pristine fangs.

"Fuck that doe. Have me, you stupid dog," Rshoka pulled the crimson meat towards her. "Knot me. Make me cry while I suck all the cum from your balls!"

Kaya rolled to her right when the two stumbled towards the bed. They crashed just when she fell upon the ground, whining and yelping.

Kaya crawled away. She ignored the furious groans of the bed and the wet slaps until she reached the door. She quickly retrieved the key, sidestepped, then rammed it back into the lock. Three twists. That's all it took to keep those crazy canines away for good. Shivering with fright, Kaya stumbled towards the bathroom. She closed that door too, for good measure, and turned on the water. When steam rose from the shower cabin, she finally stepped in, wincing a soft "oh," when the pleasant liquid seeped into her fur. The warm water rushed along her trembling flesh, soothing the terrible shivers that took hold of her petite frame.

Kaya closed her eyes, pretending that for a few moments, she didn't hear her roommate's moans and screams. They were both getting louder, making it impossible for Kaya to ignore the annoying din. No matter how much she focused on her perfect landscape, there was always a yowl or a scream that ruined her concentration.

She turned off the water and dried herself with one of Rshoka's towels. By this point, she didn't even care which one she used. With her fur half dried, Kaya got into whatever clothes she found in the hallway and left.

Her head seethed during the whole journey to the Biodome. Kaya presented her ID card to Sek without even greeting him. When he questioned her welfare, she snatched the card and saw herself on her way. The cubs brought a smile on her lips, with their cheerfulness and innocence. Kaya buried herself in her work. She ran with them, played with them, and participated in the food scavenging activities more dutifully than she ever did. Her breaks were short and to the point. In fact, she didn't even bother retreating inside her favorite alcove. She remained with the cubs, feasting on a few salad leaves and ignoring the insistent signs Jax made from behind a tree.

She didn't share a single word with him that day. It was too hard. Whenever she thought of males, the wolf's strange appendage appeared in her mind, with its vein beribboned surface and its strange, bulbous base. Was that what Kaya wanted? To somehow put that thing in her? How? Why?

Those questions pounded ceaselessly at her mind until night finally swallowed the sky. Kaya and her colleagues gathered at the entrance, smiling and talking to the parents.

"You were in a sour mood today," Jax whispered form her left.

"Please don't. Not now."

"As you wish," he shook paws with a german shepherd as they bid farewell, then leaned back to Kaya. "If you wanna talk about it-"

"I don't. Stop insisting."

Sverda threw her a strange look. Kaya looked the other way, straight into Jax's pleading gaze. She avoided that too, only to meet Andy's big cerulean eyes.

"You were awesome today!" he grabbed her hand, licked it, then dashed after his husky parents.

His cute action drew even more stares. Kaya couldn't handle them. They were all around her, watching, measuring, analyzing.

"I can't," she dashed through a group of surprised felines.

"Kaya!"

"I'm sick. Have to go!"

She ran straight towards her bike, ignoring the weight pressing on her chest. Once she reached it, she mounted the bike and put a burst of speed towards the Entrance Gardens. Her fright dispersed into the pleasant buzz of the insects when she took upon the verdant quadrant. Going around the park took more time, but right now Kaya needed some time alone.

Stars came out when she approached her block. Kaya stored her bike, as usual, then climbed the stairs for extra exercise. Keeping her muscles aching was a sure way to dispel unwarranted thoughts from her mind, considering where she was heading to.

She hesitated before her apartment. Kaya clutched the doorknob, feeling the smooth coldness of the cheap gold imitation. She had to be like the steel, strong and relentless. That, or spend her night out with even more dubious figures around her. Kaya swallowed once, gritted her teeth, and opened the door.

The intensity of the cries picked up when the door swung open. Even almost half a day later, Rshoka was still in the guest room with whatever male she brought home.

Kaya slinked towards her bedroom, stepping like a feline on the wood below her hooves.

One of the boards screeched. Her heart beat so fast, it seemed to climb into her throat. Kaya froze like prey. Did they hear? The following howl provided a crisp clear answer. Kaya waited for another outburst, then dashed towards her room. Two turns of a knob and two twists of a key later, she was safely secluded in her bedroom.

"I can't go on like this," she sighed softly to herself in the absence of an amiable conversation partner. She wanted to have Jax here. Desired to have his strong arms wrapping around hers. She felt safe inside his grip, more secure than she ever did in her own apartment.

Kaya dropped into the cushy bed with a monstrous groan. It was slightly hard to accept his offer after a whole day of silence. She ignored, reproached him, and then flat out lied to his face on account of some stupid feelings. Jax was a kind male, but he still had his pride. How did he feel now, when his long time friend acted so strange all of a sudden?

"Maybe he's worried. Or maybe he hates me," Kaya's ears drooped. "Arghh, this is so difficult. Why can't things be simple?"

Why couldn't they? Her room used to smell like flowers every day until Rshoka decided to use those stinky perfumes all around the apartment. She used to wake up to the song of birds, not her roommate's insistent prodding. She used to lounge in her bed and oversleep until the sun was high in the sky.

Where have those days gone? Kaya's head throbbed just by thinking about the recent years. So much has changed. Her old neighbors moved, the block facing her window got a repaint, and now even her bed smelled weird!

Kaya rolled on her side and took another whiff. She sensed Rshoka's scent twined with a stronger fragrance. Getting up on her fours, Kaya paced around the bed, sniffing. The sheets were damp in places. She followed the trail towards a patch, then breathed in. Her nostrils flared and her eyes half lidded under the intensity of the scents. Kaya sighed softly. That mixture smelled so eerily good. Her nose rubbed around the patch, tongue poking out of her maw every now and then. She couldn't taste much. The cloth sucked in all the fragrance, leaving behind only a scented trail.

Kaya's heart beat unreasonably fast. She dropped on her back and cooled herself down with a book before the fuzzies got her again. Once her blood reached its normal flow, she delved into her literature. Kaya was particularly engrossed in her books when a fist ruined her concentration.

"Open up, bitch!" Rshoka banged again and again.

Kaya remained silent. The door pounded, and pounded, until the male dragged Rshoka away with sweet words and fake promises. They both went farther away from the bedroom, until their steps dissolved into nothingness.

Kaya's heart leapt with excitement. Was she alone? Careful steps took her towards the door. She turned the key, then peeked through a crack.

Rshoka and her male were nowhere in sight.

Kaya went through the short hallway with great reluctance. Her perked ears sensed even the tiniest shift in the wood below, and her eyes were wide and alert. She checked the guest room first. Nothing. She went to the kitchen after. No one.

Lastly, she visited the bathroom. It was empty, same as the rest of the house.

A sense of instant relief washed over her, replacing her frown with a dazzling smile. Kaya walked around, basking in her newfound freedom. It was hers! For the first time in months, she had the whole house to herself!

She decided to celebrate with a home cooked salad and fruit squeeze. Kaya washed the fresh leaves, bathed them in oils sprinkled with seasoning, then rolled them in a neat package. A single bite was enough to make her moan with delight. With her salad in one hand and a cup of orange juice in the other, Kaya walked to the window. She gazed upon the city while she ate. Many times she felt constricted by the tall behemoths rising around her.

Not today. On this fine night, she was up in the sky along with the rest of the speckling stars, far removed from the burdens of the earth. She imagined herself as a bird, then as a feral doe leaping around her lush territory. That was quite a life as well. Living in the bosom of wilderness, with nothing but fresh vegetation around.

Kaya sighed dreamily as she looked towards the dark patch rising in the distance. Someday, she would make time to visit the forest.

She sipped the rest of her juice, ate all her salad, then cleaned the kitchen of the mess Rshoka left behind. Kaya couldn't stop at that. She picked the whole house clean, scrubbing floors and putting everything into place. She thought her own bedroom was bad, but a short glance inside the guest room made her ears fall down on her skull.

"Gosh..." she pushed the door, revealing more of the disaster that was the guest room. It looked like a war zone, with clothes, books, and bed sheets everywhere.

And it reeked. Kaya had to breathe through her mouth when she stepped inside to prevent the musk from choking her. The same trails of fluid were present here, in greater quantity and diversity. She found small puddles, smears, and even lines of droplets along the walls.

Kaya approached the pearlescent droplets and scrunched her nose. The smell was rich and foreign, unknown to her fine nose. Her tongue washed along the wall, returning the bittersweet load in her mouth. It tasted like fish mixed with meat and other metals, with an excess amount of salt. Kaya licked the fluid off her lips when she noticed another patch on the ground. It was big, gooey, and smelly. Like before, she tasted it.

The fluid latched onto her tongue with that silky texture that soothed her mind and caressed her instincts. Against her accord, Kaya slurped. A rush of fertile fluids rushed down her throat, stirring heat inside her belly.

"So strange," she touched around the puddle. "If it's not urine, what is it then?"

Kaya hasn't found the answer even after tasting more of the strange concoction. She decided to do something more productive instead of pondering upon a question that stirred her body in such weird ways. By busying her mind with cleaning, Kaya's thoughts cleared off the dizzying haze.

When the room was clean, she finally took a well earned shower. Water soothed her body and calmed her mind enough to get her into a reading mood. She picked Grongar's chronicles and read on where she left off. After taking vengeance upon the city, Grongar returned to his solitary life, not angry nor accomplished by what he did. He simply continued his existence, hunting and soaring above his territory from sunrise to sundown. He taught a valuable lesson in independence, one that Kaya kept considering more and more.

Her rest of the day was spent like that, with a book in her lap and her eyes glued to the pages until the letters began dancing and twining with each other. Kaya placed the book on her nightstand, shuffled towards the light switch with lazy steps, and allowed her room to be bathed in darkness. She liked it this way, shady, silent, and unperturbed.

She was just preparing breakfast when the voices became louder. Kaya hoped they were some ruddy neighbors. Closer they came, and closer, until they stopped in the doorway.

"Nifty wood, yo. Took my parents like five years to buy a door like this."

"He's bullshitting, Ros."

"I'm gonna bust his balls if I catch him lying."

"Oooh, he's gonna bust yo balls, Razzy. What'cha gonna do about that?"

"Dodge. Punch. Kick. Hyaaah!'

Kayla turned around. They burst through the door just as she blinked. A cheetah with a white baseball cap and a matching shirt flowing around his lithe form, and a black wolf with a bare chest and a pair of frayed jeans. Ahead of them strode Rshoka, with her multicolored braids, cheap blouse, and a matching attitude.

"Make yourselves home, boys," she said, throwing Kaya a quick smile.

"I already feel back in my den, babeeh!" the cheetah chirped with joy.

Kaya's stare darted between the two. She didn't know where to stare until the cheetah pointed and clapped his padded fingers in her direction.

"Yo, grab me a fresco."

Kaya blinked. She pointed at the empty table, then looked behind her.

"Come on, yo. Fresco? Ring any bells?"

She shook her head, much to the cheetah's disappointment. He lunged towards the fridge, threw the door open so hard it slammed against the sink, and shuffled through the contents.

Kaya carefully retreated towards the window. She almost managed to take a third step before the cheetah's head emerged around the fridge. "You've got no frescos? For real?"

"What's your obsession with frescos, man?" The wolf growled.

The cheetahs hissed in disappointment. "I just wanna drink. Fuck, what else do you have, sweet cheeks?"

"I...I don't know," Kaya trudged closer.

They both looked at each other and laughed, waving her off. "Come on to the bedroom, man. This doe's high as shit," the wolf grabbed his buddy's neck and dug it into his chest, where he rubbed it thoroughly.

"This is so gay, dude."

"Just how your barbed dick likes it."

Kaya sighed when they left. She hated males. Boisterous ones more so over the rest of them. Unfortunately, she wasn't quite out of the woods yet.

"Yo, doe! Come check this out!"

"Leave her alone man. Didn't you hear the saying scared like a doe?"

"That one's cute."

"To your crazy eyes, maybe. I have my girl right here."

Rshoka's growly laughter overwhelmed both of their sissy whispering.

"Kaya, come here girl. Don't be staying by yourself."

This was it. She had the chance to make a run for it, or go into that hellhole. Her frantic heartbeats seemed to slow down time as she looked towards the door. Escape was within her grasp.

...if only Rshoka wasn't the stubborn bitch she always flaunted to be. Kaya's eyes darted towards the hallway. Nobody would pick on her if she went there. This was her house, and those two were friends. Nothing else.

"Come on girl. Quicker!"

Kaya slammed her palms on her sides. She puffed three quick breaths to work up her courage, and strode along the hallway. The cheetah was already making himself at home in the bathroom, going through every box or perfume Rshoka had stashed behind the mirror.

"Where you got them jewels?"

Kaya shrugged and walked towards the bedroom where Rshoka and her big black male were huddled into each other. The black licked around one of her ears, flaring Rshoka's excited whimper. She nuzzled into his neck, licking him fondly under the chin.

"You gon' get me hard, girl."

"Kinda requires some hard teasing to do that."

"Not when she's watchin'," the male turned his head around, fixing those big verdant eyes on Kaya.

Rshoka pulled herself up. She patted the bed twice and licked her muzzle with a broad swing of her tongue. "Come join me, baby girl. We've got something gooood for ya."

"Nah. I'm good here," Kaya crossed her arms under her chest, as if that did any good. The male's piercing gaze seemed to extract every secret from her flesh.

"Yo, where's the TV?" The cheetah barged in, going straight for the bookshelf in the corner. "You've got books and shit, but I see no tablet or laptop, or anything fun!"

His paws were too quick and too rough. Books fell from the shelves, either out of their own accord or thrown by the cheetah's careless paws.

"Hey, careful there," Kaya moved to stop him.

She got a hard stare in return.

"What?" the spotted feline held a book up. "Do you care about this crap?" He threw it on the ground, where his foot scratched through the cover under Kaya's horrified gaze. "It's just paper. I wipe my ass with it."

She did nothing, not even when the cheetah slapped her thigh with his agile tail.

"She looks pissed, bro," the wolf said. "Better apologize."

The cheetah looked at her, mewled an apology, then whirled around, knocking every book off its perch. Kaya lunged forth in righteous anger, but the cheetah was too quick. He jumped into the bed, kicking her in the gut.

Kaya coughed, stumbling back.

"Not cool, bro."

"She hits, I hit. I'm not one of those equal gender retards."

"Kaya can take a hit. Isn't that right, sister?" Rshoka inquired.

Kaya hurriedly nodded her head. Her emotions hurt a lot more than her belly. "It's...just a light shove. Nothing too bad."

"See? I told you I was gentle," the cheetah proceeded to explain theories about the force of impact and other nonsense while the wolf flicked his tail, too intent on Rshoka to hear any words.

Kaya quickly got the feeling she was the odd girl out in this group. She looked towards the door. Just two steps, and she could be away from this madness.

"Gah. I'm bored, dude," the cheetah threw off his white cap and stretched on the bed. He looked around, played with his tail, then found an occupation in the dirty pads of his foot.

"Yo, you hearin' me?"

The black wolf was too occupied with his slurpy licking to notice. Only a kick on the back of his head drew his attention along with a fierce snarl.

"What the fuck is your problem, dude?"

"I'm bored."

"Do something then."

"What, play with my cock?" he flexed his toes to scratch between them.

"Whatever. I don't care," the wolf turned back. "Just leave me 'lone with mah girl."

"And keep her out?" Rshoka pointed a clawed finger at Kaya, then curled it, beckoning her. "Nuh-huh. She gonna learn to be an alpha today."

"She doesn't look like my kind, Shocka."

"Oh, she's nobody's kind, dear. Kaya here is a virgin."

The males were literally left with their jaws hanging. "Really?" the cheetah scrambled on his paws. "You really a V, darling?"

Kaya flinched away from his encroaching paw.

"It's ok. I won't hurt you."

But he did. His mere presence made her feel afraid. Kaya backed towards the door and yelped when she met the hard wood's frame.

"You're being too quick," she stuttered, waving him away.

"I like it quick," the cheetah licked his pointy fangs. "Quick gets the job done. Don't you agree, doe?"

Kaya's ears drooped. She closed her eyes, feeling the cheetah's breath upon her muzzle. It came closer, and closer.

Then stopped.

"She's not for you, bro," a growly voice came.

The wolf stood in front of her, an arm wrapped around the spotted feline's neck.

"Come on," he sighed. "What am I going to fuck? You two have your fluffy arses to romp."

"Try your hand," Rshoka came from the other side. "Heard you felines have no lasting problems."

They all laughed at that. All aside from Kaya.

"Please," she whimpered. "Just let me go."

The males actually pondered that request until Rshoka's hand slid under their chins. "Go easy on her, boys. She doesn't know what a cock is." She slid like silk, suave and undulating, until her amber eyes slowly turned to Kaya. "Teach the teacher, boys."

The two males high fived each other and leaped back on the bed. The cheetah only had to pull down his shorts to expose himself, while the wolf furiously worked on unbuttoning his jeans. He shoved them to his knees, then stood up, joining his feline friend as they stood side by side with their private bits hanging between their legs.

"Beautiful," Rshoka crouched low to inspect. "Don't you think so, Kaya?"

She nodded stiffly. Even if they both shared the same gender, their privates looked somewhat different. The cheetah's tawny sheath was smaller in size, a fact complemented by his firm spheres. The wolf on the other hand had a looser and broader sheath that stretched over his drooping sack.

"Show her the head, boys. She's been dying to see one."

Fingers clutched around the furred sheaths. Then, they pulled, releasing pink flesh along with a wave of noticeable musk.

"Too strong for you?" Rshoka nonchalantly swished her tail.

Kaya had to rub her nose to ward off the pungent fragrance. "It's...yes."

"Yes what?"

"Strange," Kaya yipped.

"Perhaps you need a closer look."

Kaya was forced on her knees by Rshoka's insistent grip, coming face to face with the wolf's pointy cock. It was a frail, pink thing, with a small hole surrounded by thick flesh. At its base, two bumps flanked the tubular shape, dripping with translucent moisture.

"Mrr, she looks so appetizing," the cheetah shifted restlessly.

"I do?" Rshoka inched her muzzle closer towards his cock, making the feline's purr flare with delight. "Do you want to come inside, dear cat?"

The cheetah thrust forth, poking his cock inside one of her nostrils. That drew a snort from the female, and a hissing snarl from the black male.

"She's mine, bro."

"Since when?" the feline growled back.

"Since forever. Find another wench to suck your cock."

Rshoka buried a hand under the wolf's balls. She must have clutched hard, for the canine started whimpering like a needy pup. "What did you say, Brad? Wench?"

"Not you. Her!"

Rshoka's gaze remained unyielding. "I drank more of your cum than I care to count. Skipped fucking breakfasts because your balls couldn't hold back," she tugged again. The wolf writhed and cried, tears flowing from one of his eyes.

"I...aaaah!"

"That's what I thought," she slapped his cock and walked back towards the expecting cheetah."Eyes up here, doe. You saw a cock. Now you need to learn how to take one."

Words were still fresh on her lips when she took the cheetah inside her muzzle. His toes flexed hard, scratching the floor with an audible rake. Then, his whole frame convulsed, overtaken by restless spasms. With his lips contorting above his gritting fangs, the cheetah scrunched his eyes shut and pushed himself forth with a long, yowling cry.

Rshoka grabbed a firm hold of his legs, holding the male in place while he rammed against her maw with short, abrupt thrusts. His sack clenched hard every time his tail jerked upwards. Kaya didn't know why he went rigid all of a sudden. His cries were all she heard, along with the increasingly wet suckling sound of Rshoka's lips. She pulled back, allowing the entirety of that pink, flared, throbbing meat to emerge from her sheltering tongue. Spurts of milky fluid gushed out the expanding tip with every spasm to shoot in ropes over Rashoka's closed eyes. She took the fluid upon her fur with a smile, slurping her tongue every time the jet inched closer to her maw.

"Mrrraaaawrrrh!" the cheetah mewled once the strings lessened. He grabbed himself with a fist, working a few more droplets from his weakening member.

"Delicious," Rshoka flicked her tongue over her sticky muzzle. "Liked what you saw?"

She was thoroughly covered in that musky, sticky liquid that came out for no reason whatsoever. Kaya had no idea what to say. She remained frozen in place until a warmth draped over her shoulder. She jerked backwards, into the black wolf's embrace.

"Easy," he nuzzled into her neck, his breath warm and his tongue even warmer. "I just want to smell you...feel you....touch you..."

His hand slid under the rim of her pajamas, too close to her exposed thighs. Kaya tensed...

...then shuddered ferociously when his fingers sank between her kneading lips. The wolf whimpered and grazed around her neck, whispering something about how wet she was.

Kaya appreciated none of this love. His teeth were sharp enough to pierce skin, and his touch too rough and greedy. She gripped around his neck for balance, then slammed the whole weight of her knee between the wolf's legs. His spheres were turned to mush by the crackling blow. The black male collapsed like a boulder, throat erupting with a savage yowl.

Rshoka looked at him for a split second. That was all what Kaya needed to slam the door open. The cheetah lunged to grab her, but he too earned a swift kick in the groin.

Kaya ran towards the door, ignoring the storm of yelps and shouts flooding from behind. Her sole attention was focused on the door, and they small key nestled in its lock. She grabbed it quickly, opened the door, then screamed as searing pain raked along her back.

"You don't fuck with my boys, bitch!" Rshoka snarled savagely.

Kaya spun on her feet too quickly to keep her wavering balance. She fell, taking Rshoka down with her. Clawed hands and curled paws were all over her, grabbing and scratching. Kaya steeled her jaws and slammed a hooved foot straight into Rshoka's overly soft cunt. She exploded with a feral yowl, choking on agonizing pain. While she writhed and moaned, Kaya crawled towards the door. She turned the doorknob, shuffled out on her fours, then turned around, lifting herself just high enough to lock all of those bastards inside.

"Damn you all," she whispered angrily. Kaya had to use the door as a leverage to stand up. She shivered all over, filled with lingering dread. The elevator was completely forgotten to her. She fled down the row of stairs, empowered by these new and terrible feelings. When she reached the lobby, Kaya unlocked her bike and took off on the winding streets. There was only one place in her mind. A location far removed from the touch of any lustful male or the taint of the city.

It was the forest she dreamed of, in all its natural glory. Kaya's hands tightened their grip. Her eyes keenly looked ahead, while her ears twitched whenever a siren blared in the distance. She had a long road ahead of her, but she didn't care. With unruly determination, Kaya pushed herself forward, slamming her hooves hard into the square shaped pedals. The ground crunched under her speed. No car was too wide to pass around, and no person too large. Kaya passed between them all like an arrow until she traded the crowded streets for the yellow marked bicycle section. She kept on that up until the northern district, then slowed down from her mad rush. Her blood seethed, her heart thundered, and sweat oozed from every inch of her body.

Kaya wiped the bothersome liquid from her head and kept her eyes on the fine houses rising around her. They had big gardens around them, trees posted every few meters, and a lot of pets. Many dogs barked at her, while the cats simply favored a curt glance before presenting their bottom. Kaya smiled as a sense of peace washed away her inner turmoil. If the city offered her such relief, she couldn't wait to reach the forest.

She stopped in an alley to regain her strength. A hoof clacked on the ground, then the other. Kaya leaned her bike against a wooden fence, then leaned her back against it. Resting felt so good. She would have remained there for an hour if she didn't have a cat mewling every ten seconds. Kaya tried her best to ignore them. Cats were easy compared to her own clothes. In her rush, Kaya didn't even realize that all she wore was a pair of pink hearted, wooly pajamas. The bothersome cloth stored heat like nothing else.

Kaya took off her blouse with a long sigh. It felt good to have the cold air washing through her soggy fur. She scratched her sides, humming at the pleasant sensation. Her fingers slowly descended along her hips, touching the rim of her pants. Kaya looked left, then right. A stray cat was her only companion.

She pulled her pants down. Cold breeze undulated between her lithe legs, rubbing her fur and kissing the pink lips sheltered between her legs. Kaya dipped a finger inside and winced when drops of warm slime clung to her fur. Her whole body might have sweated, but this was another thing entirely.

After she cooled off, Kaya put on her blouse, straddled her bike, and pushed on the pedals. She kept the sun at her back until the cute little houses gave way to huge storage rooms and industrial buildings. Kaya pedaled through smoke and grime, breathing scarcely through her nose. She gasped in relief when those too were left behind the wide sign posted ahead.

Kaya waited for the intersection, then took the left towards Tristel forest. Wild grasses rose on either side of the road, shuffled by the wind's calming grace. Few cars passed here, and even fewer trucks. Kaya slowed her frantic rhythm down. She could afford to rest a bit now that she left the city.

Thirst became an issue after an hour or so. Without her phone or her watch, it was difficult to say an exact time. Kaya only had the sun, an unreliable guidance at best given how harshly it blazed. It dug through her pajamas, stroking her heat into a sweltering mess. Kaya took off her blouse, tied it around her breasts, and continued like that, ignoring her own sweat and discomfort until she stumbled upon a gas station.

She reluctantly pushed her bike closer to the special slot. The german shepherd guard looked at her and nodded.

"I don't have any money," Kaya shamefully admitted.

The dog smiled at that. "Does it look like I'm charging?"

Kaya's eyes widened. She looked at the slot, then around, convinced she must have missed a sign or something. When she looked ahead, the guard was no longer ten feet away. He was here, only an arm's distance away from her.

Kaya winced, ready to stumble back.

"Easy," he grabbed her arm. "I'm just taking this weight off you."

Kaya stuttered, twisting her words before she finally managed to say a curt thanks. The guard said something else, yet she was already gone, walking briskly towards the main entrance.

The smell of fruits greeted her along with the cold climate of the air coolants. Kaya walked between two leopards, excused her clumsiness when she bumped into an avian, and pretended to look at the wares. The packed salads looked so fresh and tasty. Kaya picked one, sniffing around excitedly until she found the price tag. Three dollars for the whole bundle.

She placed that back. Perhaps the water was cheaper.

Ninety cents for a small bottle, two dollars for a big one. Kaya gritted her teeth and walked towards the counter. How could she pay, when her pajamas were her only possession?

"Next!" the lion clerk said softly.

A husky presented his basket with a smile. The lion pushed the packets of meat through the scanner, then liberated the canine off his dollars. The husky pushed the products into his bag and left, allowing the two leopards to follow.

Kaya tapped her hoof on the ground until her turn came.

"Nothing?" the lion asked.

Kaya shook her head.

"But there has to be something."

"No money," she winced softly.

"We have these for free," the lion looked under his desk. "Wait a second, miss. I'm sure they're here somewhere."

She hoped 'they' were something edible.

"Oh, here they are," the lion pushed two multi-colored cards towards her. Fierce, roaring dragons that could sate not hunger nor thirst.

Kaya smiled nonetheless, and thanked the lion for his generosity. "Do you have any free water here?"

"It's outside, by the gas pumps," he pointed. "Though I wouldn't recommend drinking that. It has oils and other nasties in it."

"Desperate situations require desperate measures."

Kaya prepared to leave when his warm padded hand cupped hers.

"Why don't you linger a bit and tell me your story?"

"There's no story to tell," Kaya tugged her hand back.

"Please. You're wearing pajamas, are tired and sweaty," he leaned closer. "You're running from something."

"Would you mind?" a sharp voice came from the side.

"Just a moment," the lion lifted a tawny paw. "Jason, cover for me please."

A great smelling, well trimmed youth took the old lion's place.

"Come with me, miss."

Kaya looked at the young lion, then back at her old friend. They looked strikingly similar. Father and son, perhaps?

"Come, come," he flicked his brown tipped tail as he led Kaya towards the storeroom.

Even if this seemed wrong and weird, she had no choice. Kaya had to place her trust in a random stranger. So she followed the lion between the columns of goods and sat on the small chair he offered.

"Tell me your story."

"Why?" Kaya asked simply.

"Because..." the lion looked down. "I had a daughter once. Young, she was. Fierce, just like her mother," the lion sniffled, rubbing his twitching nose. Was he crying?

Kaya reluctantly touched his arm. He grabbed her hand, patting it thrice.

"She was a good girl. Brave. Smart."

"What happened to her?"

The lion looked at her with teary eyes. "She was raped, child. Taken before her time."

Kaya felt slightly nauseous in spite of her empty stomach. She rubbed the old lion, comforting him with soft words and gentle caresses.

"I'm very sorry to hear that. I truly am."

"You reminded me of her. She was shy around others. Often ran in the garden in her pajamas because she loved nature. Oh, the feeling of the grass between her toes charmed my little Lilyana."

Kaya sighed. "Where is she now?"

"Dead," the lion flicked his tongue over his oozing nose. "She took her life when her belly grew heavy."

"I...that's..." Kaya stuttered.

"It's ok," the male sniffled. "I put that behind me. Have to raise my son now."

"Jason? The one you-"

He nodded. "He's a good lad, even if he prefers his own gender over other females."

She had no idea what to say at that. The old lion straightened his back, arms crossing over his chest. "But enough of that. Tell me your story, please. You remind me so much of my Lilyana."

Kaya told him everything. She told this complete stranger how unhappy she was with her life, and how Rshoka took advantage of her soft hearted nature. Then, she spoke of Jax. The lion smiled and babbled about how well Jason and him would get along. Kaya surprised him when she mentioned the feral feline. The old lion obviously knew something. He held that strange gleam in his eyes throughout the whole topic, until Kaya talked about the two males that invaded her home this morning. She was hugged and comforted, especially after she talked about the strange fluid gushing out of the cheetah's appendage.

"Oh, dear. I'm so sorry you went through that ordeal."

Kaya kept telling him that's ok, that she escaped, but the lion had none of that. He stormed from his chair, shuffling through the boxes until he returned with a black pack. Kaya sighed when it met her lap. It was heavier than it looked.

The lion opened it. Bottles of water hid inside, along with bundles of tightly packed salad.

"These will last you a few days."

"I can't-"

"Yes you can," he laid a warm hand on her shoulder, looking at her in a most kind and affectionate way. "You can take these meager goods from me. It's not much, but they will help you get away from those monsters."

"Thank you," Kaya hugged the old feline. "Thank you so much."

Her smile softened long after she left the gas station. With a pack and several days worth of supplies, Kaya felt more confident than ever to reach her forest and live in its bosom, just like she always dreamed.

She reached the fringes at sundown. Slowly, she dismounted from her bike, groaning at how tedious that felt. Her feet trembled with strain so bad, even standing took a significant amount of effort. Kaya leaned on her bike and walked towards the side of the road. Weeds embraced her, tickling her arms and tangling in her fluffy pajamas. Kaya ignored them all. She kept on walking with a low, shuffling pace until she reached the first trees.

Kaya didn't expect the forest to be so thick. She could barely see more than a hundred meters in front of her, thanks to the overly thick foliage. Everything looked rough and unkempt. A tinge of fear rushed through her spine when she looked back at the sun basked road. The last car must have passed a dozen minutes ago. Whatever her choice was, Kaya quickly realized she would be on her own.

"Fear is just another form of excitement," she said, slowly walking past the first trees. "This is my dream. I'm deer. Deer are made to live in a forest."

As comforting as they sounded, her words failed to alleviate her rising agitation or soothe her tired muscles. Kaya picked a direction, then walked. Dried leaves crumpled under her hooves, making quite the song along with the chirping of birds and the buzzing of insects. The whole forest was so...alive. Spiders weaved their pesky webs every few feet, squirrels ran to stash their nuts, and Kaya believed she even heard the bellow of another deer.

She rubbed her eyes and slapped her ears twice. "Fatigue must be playing tricks on me," Kaya looked around, scanning the mass of browns and greens. "There's no deer living here, so close to the city. It's impossible."

She might have been right, for that powerful sound never graced her ears again.

Kaya leaned against a tree trunk when the sky turned to a blazing violet. It was getting late. Her eyes were never efficient in the gloom. The trees became vague shapes, and the bushes melted into amalgamations. Kaya still walked around for a bit, scanning the branches ahead. They would have made for a hearty fire if she had a lighter or the desire to set this beautiful place on fire.

Kaya sighed. Without a shelter, she was in for quite the rough night.

The wind picked up when the forest grew dark. Kaya's ears twitched. Strange squeaks rose around her, attracting the hooting of the night birds. She pulled her knees closer and sighed. This was how deer lived. It was normal. She had nothing to be afraid of in a forest so close to the city.

The thought calmed her racing mind somewhat. With her bike at her feet and her pack underneath her head, Kaya tried to get some sleep. She awoke several times during the night to rub warmth into her shivering muscles. That allowed her fugitive sessions of sleep, yet rest never came until morning.

Kaya didn't wake up along with the rest of the forest. She slept soundly, warmed by the rising temperature. Only when the sun hit her closed eyes she dared to crack an eye open. It was so bright she jerked back, into the hard pockets of her pack.

"Ow!" Kaya blinked thrice. "It must be noon already..."

She jumped on her feet at the thought. "How long have I slept?" Kaya asked, reflexively searching for her wrist watch.

She slapped her head with a palm shortly after. "I'm such a dummy."

Rshoka's absence was somewhat liberating. Actually, everything was. She had no job to attend to, no strange males to harass her, and nothing but exploring ahead of her.

Kaya giddily grabbed her pack, strapped it on her back, then guided her bike between the trees. The first rule of survival included supplies and shelter. With no tent and little in the ways of supplies, Kaya needed to find both. She kept her ears and nose alert for signs of water, while her eyes searched for vines or any resilient material.

That took her a good chunk of the day with little results. The closed space made for a slow and tedious pace. Kaya changed her plans when she refreshed herself with three gulps from the second water bottle. In this heat and humidity, she would maybe last two days. Water had to be her main priority now.

She walked through the undergrowth, battling webs and vegetation along with the rising heat of midday. She followed the thicker sunbeams. The presence of light meant less trees, and Kaya was quickly proven right. After hours of walking in circles, she emerged into a sun basked meadow. The fields were spotted with as many colors as she could count. Wild grasses, flowers, and huge weeds thrived under the sun's heated light.

Kaya mounted her bike and pushed her feet into the pedals. Although bumpy, the ground was even enough to sustain her furious pace. Wind flowed through her fur, and grasses caressed her sides. Kaya couldn't help but laugh. These sights felt like a dream to her. Everything was so pure. So wild!

Her giddiness increased when she picked the faint croak of frogs. Kaya followed them to a wide and beautiful lake that spanned just a bit less than the survival section of the Biodome. She leaned in to taste the waters and moaned at how fresh it was. Kaya drank heartily, then refilled her bottles. With that done, she simply lounged on the bank, enjoying the sweet feeling of total freedom.

She must have dozed off somewhere, because her growling stomach packed quite a bite. Kaya left her bike and went in search of something to eat. Not that she needed to. Her food grew all around in the form of young, juicy herbs. Kaya ripped them from the ripe earth and feasted on their nutritious stems. The juice simply flowed, and the taste was truly exquisite. She gathered them in bundles once her hunger was satisfied. One bundle of ripe reds, another of thick, blue beaked weeds, and finally one of soft, juicy grass.

Kaya's knees still felt weak from the plucking when a short snort made her ears lift and her head whirl around to the majestic shape of her stalker. It was another deer. No; not just a deer. A stag almost as tall as her with huge ramified horns, four powerful legs, and a twitching nose that aimed right at her.

Kaya froze. She may have taught survival skills to cubs, but she never expected to be placed in one of the situations she had talked about. Wild animals were dangerous. Even this stag, who was technically kin, could gouge her if he wanted to.

"Easy," Kaya held one hand in front of her. "I don't want to hurt you. And by the looks of it you don't want to hurt me either."

The stag lowered his head and approached slowly. Kaya took a step back. Then another. The stag kept advancing on her until one of her feet met the backpack. Kaya turned her head around. Drat, she almost tripped on the damn thing.

Something warm touched her hand. She yelped, drawing back instinctively from the stag's curious sniffing.

"Oops. I didn't mean to-"

He rubbed into her palm, eyes closed, a pleasant hum reverberating from his powerful throat.

"To startle you..." Kaya said, slightly shocked from what happened just at her fingertips. A wild, feral stag was rubbing against her like an antlered kitten!

She was awestruck. Surprised. And most of all amazed. He looked simply gorgeous, and strong. Her heart quickened its beats as heated excitement slowly replaced the tingling fear.

"You are quite docile, aren't you?"

The stag bowed his head, then licked between her fingers. Kaya laughed. He had a very flexible tongue to go between her fingers like that. She grabbed, getting a hold of it.

"Got you!"

The stag pushed that big snout of his straight into her belly. Kaya drew back. Her hands rushed towards the closest source of support they could find: the stag's proud antlers. She grabbed a hold of them and steadied her lurching feet while her belly was assaulted with puffing warmth. The stag rubbed and sniffed along her chest before his wet nose touched her chin.

Kaya cocked her head. He looked into those glistening brown eyes, and saw only gentleness.

"I-"

She spoke too soon. The stag's tongue darted out, pushing inside her mouth. Kaya laughed and spat, wiping off her lips.

"That's not fair," she held a hand forward as the stag encroached upon her. "W-wait wait wait! You can't lick me before I explore more of you!"

She thought she'd end up under him, yet the stag suddenly stopped and turned his head around. Kaya frowned. What did he want?

He whipped his head towards his back again.

"Wh...what?"

The stag rubbed himself with the side of his head.

"You want me to scratch you?"

He shook his head.

"Touch you?" Kaya tried again, and smiled when the stag bowed his head once more. That left her more than amazed. Could he actually understand her words? Or it was just her body language that gave him the cues?

"Alright, you beautiful, beautiful male. Nod your head again if you understand what I say."

The stag complied, leaving Kaya with her mouth hanging.

"How? Wh-why? Since when?"

She only got another lick for that.

"Alright, no more questions. I am going to explore you, like I promised."

The stag seemed pleased with that.

Kaya started from his head, rubbing around his wet nose and scratching his sides. He had such soft fur for such a grizzled looking veteran. She gently tapped his forehead, shouting a clear no when he licked her elbow. It was her turn now, and she wanted to make the best of it.

"You truly are amazing," Kaya whispered as she fondled his twitching ears. "I've never seen a stag up-close, you know. Least a wild one."

She got a soft snort at that, and a shake of the head.

"Disapprove all you want. The place where I come from is nowhere as nice as this forest. Tall constructions replace the trees and pollution chokes the vegetation. It's terrible."

Her stag did nothing at that. Kaya took it as a sign to continue, so she went over to his side, scratching and feeling the thicker fur along his neck. It was muscular, and very thick. Even with a gun, it would take a good shot to rob this proud specimen off its life.

Kaya slapped her forehead at the morbid thought. She just couldn't help these gloomy episodes given how she was raised.

"My life wasn't the easiest, dear stag," she said as she scratched and massaged around a meaty shoulder. "My parents never wanted me. They sent me out to live on my own before I could sustain myself. I lived a harsh life with no friends and little guarantees. We're somewhat alike, in that regard," she took a quick peek at him, patting his shoulder. "You live day after day, uncertain if tomorrow will ever come."

Kaya sighed warmly when he pushed his head into her chest. She rubbed around his jaw, feeling warm and fulfilled all of a sudden. "I'm really glad you found me, but the ban on licking is still in place," she giggled and tickled his cute, twitching nose. "Just wait a bit and I will allow you to sniff wherever you want."

He looked towards her thighs. Kaya assumed he was just searching for some juicy grass and continued with her exploration, rubbing his side, testing the longer fur over his back and even sliding a hand along his slightly moist belly.

"Why is this wet?"

She knew the answer when she sniffed her hand. Pungent urine seeped into her fur. Her nose contorted in all directions. Kaya sneezed and rubbed her nose with her clean hand.

"You're a bit stinky, you know that?"

The stag flicked his short tail and grunted. "Alright. Almost done. Don't lose your calm at the end."

She praised his iron-like haunches and played with his little tail for a bit. Then, she emerged on his other side, massaging him in all the right ways. During her exploration, Kaya couldn't help but notice his obvious gender. She kept away from it out of courtesy, yet the stag's stare seemed to follow her around every time she hesitated.

"Alright, I'm done," she kneeled and wiped her palms on the grass. "It's your turn."

The proud stag shook his head, then lifted a hind leg. Kaya thought he was going to scratch himself until he pushed his nose towards the patch of fur drooping under his belly.

"Oh, you naughty bastard. You want me to touch you there too?"

He placed his leg back and stomped the ground with an eager grunt.

Kaya couldn't refuse him now. She promised a full inspection. Besides, she was quite curious about the stag's anatomy, even if her past experiences with males ended quite horribly. Spurred by curiosity and the pleasant caress of her warm fuzzies, Kaya rubbed his belly again.

The stag's muscles twitched under her palm. She inched closer and closer to his fuzzy patch, until she met something warm and overly wet.

She clenched her jaws, determined not to scream. She knew what that was, because it grew between her fingers, just like the wolf and the cheetah grew after they exposed themselves.

"You're big," she whispered as more and more of his smooth, pink length slid between her fingers. The stag pushed himself forward. His slimy cock hardened inside her grip. Two jets of clear liquid left the tip to splash upon the grass below.

Kaya yelped in surprise and released his lubricated length. It throbbed and slapped against his belly, making his muscles contort upon one another.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you. It's just...it's the first time when I touch a male!"

The stag lifted his leg again, allowing his heavy sack to hang freely before her eyes. Kaya knew what he wanted. She shuffled forward, cupping the big sack between both hands. It was furry, warm, and quite heavy. Two firm spheres rested inside for a reason Kaya did not know. She touched around them, feeling their size and weight before she slid all the way up. The sack was connected to his cock, somehow, for she felt his hard throbs through the furred cordon leading all the way to his cock.

Kaya touched it again. She grabbed the hard meat hiding underneath and washed her hand along until the furred sheath was replaced by warm flesh. She tensed, just like the stag, and gasped once more when fluid escaped from the curling tip of his cock.

"Does it hurt you?"

He shook his head hard, flicking his tongue at the air.

"Does it please you then? You tensed so hard. Every muscle I touched felt like stone!"

The stag threw his head up and bellowed to the sky. Kaya felt the power in his roar. She almost felt proud to be around such a powerful creature until his cock started spraying urine all over his belly. She stumbled back and fell in the soft grass. The stag thoroughly impregnated his belly. Drops of urine fell from his blackened fur, pungent and raw with his fertile musk. Kaya felt light headed just by inhaling the powerful scent.

She got up on her feet, then grunted when the stag dug his head into her shoulder. His tongue washed quickly down her arm, sliding towards her leg.

Kaya allowed him to explore until he ventured too close to her privates. He pushed his wet nose straight between her legs and licked, allowing that thick, slimy tongue to press against her folds.

Kaya shuddered and screamed at the same time. She pushed the stag away as hard as she could and ran towards her pack. Not that she could. His nose was all over her ass, sniffing and licking with a most insistent and pestering determination.

"Stop that, please!"

It didn't help. Kaya scrunched her eyes when he poked at her tailhole and dug into the pack.

"I have food!" She turned around, presenting the ripe vegetation to the male's flaring nostrils. "Take it, and leave me alone!"

He flung his head to the side, disarming Kaya of her tasty treat.

"Gah!" she bent over to pick it. "Fine. If you won't eat it, I will."

She saw his legs move away from her line of sight. Kaya assumed he left. She just prepared to stand up when a crashing weight fell upon her back. She dropped on her fours, and yelped when heated moisture prodded at her privates. Kaya allowed her arms to go limp. She fell on her belly, then rolled, catching a brief sight of the stag's unreasonably long maleness before she emerged from underneath his bulk.

He thrust hard into the air, spraying more of that maddening scent. Kaya took advantage of the distraction and ran. The stag might have been magnificent from all points of view, yet he had a serious problem with stubbornness and respecting one's privacy.

But mainly stubbornness. Kaya barely took a few strides before the male started following her.

"You aren't going to catch me this time, stag," she put on a burst of speed. Her hooves ate away at the earth like a thunderstorm. The natural agility of her race blessed Kaya with unwavering stamina. She could run for as long as she wanted to at a speed most other species envied. She darted between the thick trees of the forest, rushed along hills, and treaded upon grass leaden plains. At least two hours must have passed. The landscape became more rugged, adapting towards the small mountains rising in the distance. Everything changed. Kaya's determination wavered, her mouth was mostly dry, and she had no pack or bike to use. One would have assumed a creature gave up after such an extended chase.

Not her stag. He still followed close at her side, rubbing himself on her whenever he had the chance. Kaya shoved him away. Why didn't he relent? Why?!

She found her answer when his nose poked her butt again. He wanted something from her. Something which she couldn't possibly offer. Kaya steeled her courage until she reached the foot of a mountain. Her eyes scanned the landscape for nooks or cracks or anything that could provide respite. She found one, just inside a rocky outcrop.

Kaya smiled. With a final burst of speed, she leaped inside the small cave and crawled towards safety. The rock was cold and damp under her, yet it was small enough so a full grown stag couldn't enter.

"Haah!" Kaya finally relaxed once she pierced deep enough. "I guess I win, you stubborn bastard!"

The stag bellowed from the entrance, obviously displeased. He walked around a bit, then dropped on his belly to rest. Served him good. Not even the sturdiest males could still stand after such exhausting marathon.

Kaya curled up to catch her breath. Even now, when she was completely safe, she didn't know what to make of this strange stag. On one way he seemed much smarter than the average deer, yet on the other he still seemed to be ruled by the primordial instincts of the feral kind. Perhaps he was somewhere in between. An intelligent feral, just like Jax's feline, SnowPaws. Kaya thought fondly of her cougar friend. If only he was here to hold and comfort her instead of an unruly stag, everything would have been better.

"Maybe I should've accepted your offer," she whispered softly to herself. "Come to your place. Eat your food. Explore the world together. That would have been quite something, Jax."

The stag grunted at the mention of his name. Kaya just ignored him. It was probably another fit of male pride, best left undisturbed.

Spraying followed. The stag walked around, bathing the grass and the rocks with his liquid. Kaya tried to ignore that too. It seemed easy to do, until the smell wafted inside her cave. It retained its mind bending potency, but this time something changed. There was something else in his urine. Something strangely alluring to Kaya's senses. She flared her nostrils, allowing the raw musk to invade her being. Her eyes watered slightly and her throat tightened in response, yet Kaya still sniffed in. Her tongue flicked out of her mouth without her accord to taste the particles of moisture latching the air. Something in that scent tasted incredibly good in ways she couldn't explain.

Kaya's blood heated the more she inhaled the stag's aroma. Her head felt light, her limbs weak, and her mind too numb to think. It was like the warm fuzzies overtook and fettered her with their whole might.

Kaya crawled towards the exit. She wanted more of that scent. Needed it. Had to taste it up-close. She emerged from her shelter, rubbing lovingly against her stag. He was no longer a pest, but a strong, gentle male she strongly desired. He got up on his fours, licking Kaya's ears as she reached towards his cock. It was halfway out, and already hard from the previous spraying.

Kaya sniffed around the tip, then flicked her tongue around to taste it. Stringent flavors filled her maw. To her rational mind this would have been disgusting, yet her warmth-addled mind perceived the aroma like a sweet, tasty treat. Kaya flicked her tongue around the bare meat, delighting in its warmth. The stag seemed to enjoy it too, for he throbbed and pushed deeper into her restless tongue.

Kaya fell on her knees and touched his cock all over. She wanted to feel every part of it while she suckled that life-caressing fluid from the oozing tip. Her tongue wrapped around the slim tip, holding it in place as she took more and more of its tensing length inside.

The stag shivered with pleasure. He bellowed weakly, captive member throbbing helplessly inside her maw. Kaya felt the surges through the hard frame of his sheath. Something was going to happen. Something powerful, by the feel of it.

The stag shifted on his feet. His trembling tail shot up as his back arched into a trembling thrust. Kaya coughed, spitting his cock from her throat. She couldn't. The stag thrust again, filling her to the brim. Kaya clenched her fingers on anything she found. The base of his sheath found itself in her grip, along with the heavy sack dangling behind. It drew upwards, tightening with a strange spasm. The surge traversed the stag's rock hard cock, then exploded through his tip. Warm, gooey fluid spurted deep into Kaya's throat.

She swallowed in reflex and pushed all the way back. The stag's cock fled her maw, spasming and throbbing and unleashing hard jets of milky fluid. Kaya closed her eyes, taking the hot jets all over her face. They were unreasonably hot, and stirred her senses in so many right ways. The scent, raw and alluring. The taste, strong and bitter to her tongue. Her instincts urged her to feast on this caressing fluid, and Kaya couldn't resist their insistent tug.

She took the stag's cock back inside her maw and suckled his upcoming spurts. Fresh waves of bittersweet liquid sprayed inside her mouth. Kaya swirled them inside her own saliva, then swallowed. Each gulp heated her blood and satisfied her instincts. So she suckled, and feasted, holding the throbbing stag in place until he gave everything he had.

He stumbled back on unsteady legs. Kaya followed his retreating cock, eager to slurp its last drops. With the contents going down her slimy throat, she pulled back with a deep, satisfied breath. She felt so satisfied, yet at the same so unbearably hot. A need clawed its way out through the depths of her trembling thighs; a desire that begged to be satisfied. Kaya only noticed it now, when the stag's essence was but a faint taste on her trembling lips.

Kaya got on all fours and pushed down her pants. The itch between her legs begged to be touched, and her fingers were restless to do so. Without a hint of hesitation, Kaya sunk between her bare walls. Liquid heat overwhelmed her, along with a desire to be taken. She pushed deeper, and deeper, scratching at the unbearable itch flaring in the depths of her tunnel. Kaya barely managed a brief touch before an unearthly feeling washed over her senses. It was powerful, consuming, and more filling than anything she felt in her life. Kaya gritted her teeth and trembled as intense pleasure rushed through her body. She continued wriggling her fingers inside her cunt, fueling the blissful sensation until a shove sent her off balance. Kaya's hand lurched forth. Her fluid coated fingers dug into the ground, leaving her smoldering flesh alone.

She prepared to insert her fingers again when another presence rubbed around her crevice. Kaya instantly went limp, moaning as heated gusts of air washed over her trembling flesh. A moist surface rubbed along her folds. Then, it entered them, sudden and unexpectedly quick.

Kaya tensed all over. Her flesh became hard when the presence entered her sanctuary. It lapped in and out, stealing the copious amounts of fluid latched onto her walls. Even if it felt amazingly good, Kaya wasn't thoroughly satisfied. She had a fire within her, a desire that could not be quenched by licking alone.

So she backed into the stag's tongue, shoving her needy tunnel right in his nose. He grunted with desire and took her. His tongue shot between her walls. Kaya gripped around in a futile attempt to restrain him. His overly hard and muscular appendage dug deeper, inching closer and closer to the source of her itch.

Kaya suddenly froze. She didn't even blink, merely panted as she waited to be taken by that strong and muscular tongue. The stag puffed and grunted, wriggling just slightly before he pulled back. Kaya looked behind. He was looking at the sky again, bellowing his unrestrained lust.

She stomped her feet at that, urging the male to do what he knew best. For the third time, the stag sunk inside her flesh. She was growing weak now. Kaya barely had the strength to knead his fleshy tongue as it slurped her insides. The force of the suction blazed heat inside her flesh, and the tip of his tongue pushed just deep enough to touch her most sensitive of places.

Her fire seethed. Kaya clamped down hard. Every muscle in her body became rock hard as a molten surge washed across her trembling walls. With a strong spasm, she squirted, taking the stag right in his nose. That spurred his instincts into frenzy. He lapped harder and quicker, rubbing her overly sensitive folds in all the right places.

Kaya couldn't hold the terrible flood back. She pushed her head into the ground and screamed as liquid heat poured out of her. Wave after wave it came, each stronger than the last. And the stag slurped everything. His tongue always formed a bridge between his hungry maw and Kaya's spasming depths. Her squirts turned into an outright flood of heated delight, too intense for one such as her. Tears fell from her eyes, and stars danced before her scrunched eyelids. Kaya pushed the fire out as hard as she could, basking in the most pleasant and intense feeling she ever had the pleasure of experiencing.

The flood stopped as quickly as it started. With her tail shooting up, Kaya unleashed her soothing urine. It washed away the terrible heat, calmed her insides, and provided the stag with something else to drink. Aroused by her scent, he lapped restlessly at the stream, getting as much as he could inside his mouth. He bowed his head after two gulps, getting as much as he could over his forehead and cheeks. Kaya looked back, amazed by the stag's actions. He literally bathed himself with her urine.

Then, all her fluids were spent. Kaya dropped on the ground. The ordeal took a hefty toll on her, just like it did on her stag who dropped on his belly next to her. Kaya leaned against his bulk and closed her eyes. She hoped to rest, yet the crave still pestered her. Little by little, her itch flared back within her bosom. She wanted that fertile fluid inside her. Needed it, now more than ever. Moaning helplessly, Kaya got up on all fours and placed her needy lips on front of the stag. She didn't know exactly why, just that only he had the means to subdue her need.

As expected, his tongue was all over her folds before she knew it. Kaya gritted her teeth as the muscled tongue flicked inside her cunt. She wriggled and stomped the ground, demanding more than simple licking.

A weight crashed upon her back, greater than anything she expected. Her arms almost collapsed, and her knees bucked under the humongous strain. Kaya looked back, catching sight of his expanding cock. Cloudy fluid dribbled from the tip, rich and musky. Kaya inhaled deeply. Her stag was virile, and strong. She had to be the same, if she wanted to have her itch drown in streams of fertile essence.

Kaya steeled herself as his cock prodded around for her folds. The stag had no precision. He kept jabbing her butt, even going as far as penetrating the wrong hole. Kaya yelped when a quarter of his spindly cock buried itself between the clenching muscles of her tailhole. The stag grunted, hooves shaking with effort. He wanted to remain inside and unleash his essence right on the spot, yet a quick tug took him out of his promised shelter.

Kaya pushed back against his cock, whimpering with need. She would have begged for it, if her trembling lips could form any proper words. The stag resumed his prodding. Three thrusts. That was all it took for him to finally find a proper sheath for his cock. He invaded Kaya's sanctuary like a storm, filling her with over ten inches of rock hard stag meat. She sucked in a sharp breath. Her muscles quivered with strain, adapting to the reckless intrusion. Little by little the stag pierced her deeper, the tip of his cock drawing closer to the fire welling within her sanctuary. Kaya squeezed her eyes shut. It felt so good to be taken. His tongue merely stroke her flame. That didn't happen with his cock, which scratched dangerously close to the very source of her heat.

A powerful grunt escaped the male's throat. He throbbed hard within her, squirting heated drops from his tip. Kaya squeezed as hard as she could around his cock as unexpected pleasure rose from her flesh. The stag pulled back, rubbing her walls in all the right places. He retreated briefly, them slammed himself forth, even deeper than the last time.

The shock released an explosion of lust. Kaya howled in bliss when his firm tool invaded her once more. The stag's balls slammed against her folds, triggering a powerful spasm. A gush of liquid heat rushed through her tunnel, bathing it with moisture and warmth. Kaya expelled it quickly, and squeezed harder around her lover. The stag took the message. He pushed in deeper, then retreated, only to shove himself in yet again.

He kept thrusting like that a few times to test the limits of Kaya's sweltering flesh. She knew he was holding back. With each thrust he became more lethargic, almost afraid of venturing deeper. Kaya tried to encourage him, to tell him to take her without any restraint, but each time her words dissolved into moans. Her whole body was consumed by pleasure. She could barely move, least speak.

So she waited, moaning and shivering, until her stag worked up his courage. The following thrusts were the hardest to resist. Her heat burned brighter and hotter, bringing her closer to the edge of precipice. Kaya focused. She willed every muscle in her body to relax, starting with her rapidly convulsing pussy. If she could hold back just for a few seconds, she could bathe more into the intense pleasure that raged inside her.

The stag's hooves crashed into the ground as he launched himself forth so hard, Kaya almost fell. He entered her all the way. She knew that, because her walls were spread all the way to their limits by his furious cock.

Kaya yowled with sheer bliss as her stag reached deeper than ever. He pushed past her cervix, penetrating the very source of her itch. Intense pressure welled within her, obliterating every trace of ersistance.

Sparkling blackness washed over her eyes. Kaya shuddered violently, then gritted her teeth as hard as she managed. A river of liquid heat splashed forth from her depths, flowing unrestrained along the stag's throbbing cock. The male jerked and trembled inside her, moaning in his own guttural way. He enjoyed the heated stream, perhaps as much as her. The rivers of heat flowed along his cock, then spilled from her rapidly spasming lips. She pushed, and pushed, and the pleasure only kept rising.

Kaya screamed. She never felt anything so good in her entire life. Living flames rolled over her body, dispersing into tingles of elation. She spasmed hard, and each time she did that, a new burst of bliss exploded from her depths. Kaya emptied herself of the entire burden she held within her. Thick streams of translucent slime overflowed from her pussy, splashing on the grass below. Only when her fire snuffed out she was able to take a deep breath and still the embers of the raging fire that previously rested inside her.

The stag didn't allow it. With his sheath firmly pressed against her lips, he worked himself deeper, and deeper. Kaya stumbled forward. She shook from every joint, yet somehow she found the strength to stand, because she knew her stag had his own fluids to give.

He exploded a moment after, almost deafening her with his bellowing cry. A heated spurt exploded from his cock, spraying hard inside her innermost sanctuary. Kaya was sent into an instant ascent. Her tired muscles tensed once again, preparing for the overwhelming release.

Kaya's breath cut. She couldn't handle a second one. She just didn't have it in her!

Yet pleasure still exploded across her ravaged body when the stag sprayed his hot essence within her. He throbbed like mad, unleashing wave upon wave of sticky ropes of virile seed. Kaya took it all in. She didn't care about her aching muscles or the overflowing tears dribbling from the corners of her eyes. All her focus was taken by the overwhelming pleasure, and the healthy spurts filling her fertile womb. With his front legs locked around her chest, the stag thrust quickly inside her, working up his seed with every clench of his balls. Kaya felt it. She felt his throbs from the base of his sheath all the way to the spurting tip of his cock. He was inside her, unleashing his very essence. The thought alone whipped her pleasure into a heated frenzy.

With great strain, Kaya squeezed. She clamped, then relaxed, only to tighten herself again. Her cunt overflowed with ivory seed, yet she didn't stop. Kaya wanted to keep every drop for herself, from the rim of her messy lips to the flooded center of her womb. Her stag was still going strong there. Spurt after spurt he shot, each stronger than the last. He rubbed and touched around her walls. Kaya never tasted such intimate contact before. She was being filled not only with seed, but with hot, sticky affection. She took it all in, surrendering to the smothering bliss until her stag lost his vigor.

He slid out of her on careless legs. A thump followed, then a soft grunt. Kaya would have laughed if her own body didn't feel completely drained. She collapsed on the ground and crawled towards her stag, leaving a messy trail behind. She had to clean herself. Do something about the humongous pressure trapped within her womb.

Kaya only managed a brief glance at her overflowing cunt before tiredness overwhelmed her senses. She dropped her head on the stag's neck, and fell asleep to the virile scent of his seed.

Blood pulsated through Kaya's temples when awareness returned to her. She felt unreasonably drowsy and weak. Her eyelids twitched briefly before she fully opened her eyes.

Kaya blinked three times to moisten her stinging eyes, and also to clear away the darkness still lingering before her. She had fallen asleep right outside the cave, in the grass, with her stag curled up around her, yet what she saw before her eyes vehemently disagreed with her sluggish memory. Rock surrounded her, damp and smelly. She was obviously back inside the cave with no clues on how or why she got there. Did the stag move her? If so, how was he able to push her all the way into the bottom of the cave without her noticing? It was strange. In fact, everything felt so surreal. Kaya was aware of a million things happening in her body at the same time. Her heart thumped in her chest, panicked by the coldness of the stone below her and the eerie feeling of loneliness. Her blood raced as a result, increasing the heat surfacing from her bare fur. She was naked and sweaty, yet even so Kaya felt unreasonable warm. The source of the heat was undoubtedly the ticklish fluid smacking between her twitching folds every time her pussy clenched with desire.

Kaya sneaked a hand between her legs. She ran her fingers down her belly with a slow, fearful motion. The tingling increased exponentially the closer she approached, and her lips shuddered with a savage type of lust that enticed and scared her in equal measures.

Kaya gritted her teeth and slid lower and lower, until she felt the puffy edges of her sex. She was soaked down there. Fluid latched onto her fingers when she touched her sensitive flesh. Her muscles spasmed hard, almost throwing her into the bottom of her squelching depths.

"Mffff..." Kaya whimpered softly, afraid to proceed further. She remembered well how crazed she became after she inhaled the stag's mesmerizing scent. Her wits fled, her mind dulled, and for untold hours Kaya's intellect was reduced to the level of an ordinary beast.

And that scared her. Losing control like that, even for something as fulfilling as mating, encased her mind in a protective shell that failed to crumble under the pounding assault of her urges.

Kaya pulled her hand back. She placed it under her head, then exhaled a drawn-out sigh.

"I...gaah, it happened, alright? You're allowed to make a mistake once in a while, so stop beating yourself over this incident. Please...just please, stop it," Kaya said to herself to combat the spiking guilt surging through her body. That heavy, sinking feeling made her stomach twist with a mixture of helplessness and regret. How could she lose herself like that? Why? She was a teacher. How could she educate the future generations and teach them to control their feral urges if she couldn't even control herself?

She curled on the damp stone, arms clutched around her small breasts, knees pulled up to her chest for extra warmth. She really wanted her stag to be here right now. His flesh was hard, and warm. His gaze calm and reassuring. His antlers grew big and majestic, instilling a sense of pride in her for finding the most beautiful stag that probably walked the earth.

And his cock was long and hard, piercing her with swift, mind-numbing thrusts before it unloaded waves of stifling seed inside her unprotected womb.

"Nghh..no. No. I won't think of him that way. No. Please, not that way..." Kaya scrunched her eyes shut, ears falling flat on her head. Her mind raced from one scenario to the other, each more arousing than the last. She fondled his big, beautiful cock between her fingers, delighting in the gruff grunts that left his trembling throat as beads of cum rolled from his hardening member. Then, she took him whole in her mouth, sating her hunger for fertile seed with healthy gulps.

Kaya blinked. The setting shifted. She was no longer in the meadow, but inside her own apartment. She was on her bed, laying on her fours, waiting for someone to quench the burning lust pounding within her folds with quaking lust. When she looked behind, she saw her stag, fully unsheathed and ready to pierce her. Kaya opened her mouth to speak, then bit her words down into a drawn-out moan as eighteen inches of hot deer cock rushed through her hungry folds.

"Nnnngggghh. No..." she blinked again, and again, and again, failing to purge the thoughts of mating from her mind. "Please no. It was one time. Just one time!"

And she enjoyed it more than every waking moment of her life. Kaya curled her fingers around her arms, scratching and grabbing her sleek, auburn fur. Her blood became pure fire in her veins. Her head pounded harder and louder than the drums she heard across the street during a concert. Her loins tensed and jerked.

And her pussy squelched and quivered, rubbing its folds against one another harder and faster than she breathed. Kaya couldn't hold in the heated bliss. She grabbed herself as hard as she could and kicked her legs as a spurt of viscous fluid gushed out of her tunnel to splash onto the cold stone of the cave.

"Mmfff... aaaah...haaaahhh," she moaned as the lust leaked out in thin squirts. She had no control over it. All that she could do was moan like a helpless doe as her cunt convulsed, spat, squelched and grabbed.

"Too hot...aaah...too hot." The stimulation sent shivers along her flesh. Kaya trembled from every joint in her body, too weak and too helpless before the overwhelming might of her instincts. Once her pussy emptied itself on the bare stone, Kaya gasped for breath. She panted heftily while her racing heart stilled its frenzied beats. Did she just release on her own? It felt too strange, incomprehensible to her lust-addled mind.

She hoped that was the end of it, but the lust lingered even after her muscles relaxed a bit. Kaya closed her eyes. She focused all her willpower back on the children. She thought of their giggles, their cute little hands grabbing for her dress, poking and rubbing her legs whenever they needed something. Their soft voices were the essence of peace, and their big, cute eyes the perfect picture of serenity. Surely their innocence could help against the rising lust, right?

Kaya hoped so for a few conflicted minutes. Then, her heart swelled in her chest in the same manner as her flesh flared between her legs.

"Naaah. Not again. Ffff...faaaaah," she avoided saying the f word to the best of her ability. "I took him. He came...he came inside me. Why am I feeling like this? Why, oh why?"

The answer was obvious. Her stag wasn't here to comfort her, or tame her lust, or make her feel safe and protected. His absence sent her instincts into frenzy, urging her to reunite with her mate and take his healthy seed back into her womb.

Kaya kicked the ground with her feet. She didn't want that. Not now, not like this. Her stag was a dear friend, not one of those lustful males Rshoka brought home to tame her desires. Kaya suddenly felt dirty, thinking back on her roommate like that. It made sense now. Rhsoka's insistent invitations, the yowls, howls and growls coming out of her room, the strange smells and fluids spread on the floor and the bed. It was seed. Ejaculate spewed out from the filthy members of the bastards that stained her roommate with the vile product crafted by their balls. It was sickening to think how much cum Rshoka took inside her. What if she was pregnant?

"Ghlah," Kaya coughed with disgust. "Damn her. Damn her lust. Damn her males. It's on her. I don't care. I...shouldn't care."

But she did. Her caring attitude extended past her beloved children. Kaya worried for her roommate even if she was the last person in the world to deserve her kindness. She also felt filthy for staining her belly with a male's essence. Kaya didn't even choose her stag. He just found her, bewitched her with his magnificent appearance and intense musk, and took her during a moment of debilitating weakness.

"He came inside me. I felt his essence pushing deeper than anything else. I can still feel it..." Kaya rubbed around her belly a few times.

Then, her eyes widened with a frightening thought. "What if...no. It can't be. He's feral. He's different! His seed shouldn't be able to grow, right? Think. Think," Kaya squeezed her mind for the boring details she read in the basic biology books. "The feral kind can only breed with one another. Yes," she gasped in relief. "That's how it goes. If one of the partners is anthro, the seed won't take hold, regardless of the gender."

That particular thought brought in a breeze of sweet relief. Kaya caught her breath for a few minutes. Then, the lust struck again, making her cunt itch even worse than last time. Kaya rolled on her back, exhaling her drawn out irritation. Why was her body so stupid? She couldn't bear the stag's fawns, yet her lips twitched and shuddered as if the god of fertility himself stood before her, with his seed dripping cock ready to impregnate her.

"Screw you, heat or whatever the hell you are. I'm not giving in. I'm not staining myself a second time!" Kaya tensed her jaws with conviction, determined to ride above this wave of lust until it ended.

But that moment never came. Her flesh pounded with rhythmic bursts, draining the energy from her body, focusing all her attention on that small, oozing crack between her legs. All her thoughts involved cocks and cunts. Kaya's throat erupted with an angry growl, and in a moment of vengeful lust, she snuck her fingers inside her fluid drenched rift.

Immense pleasure froze her muscles as her fingers sank through her flesh. Kaya tightened hard. The avalanche of pleasure rolled over her like a tidal wave, breaking every block of resistance imposed by her stubborn mind. Her fingers curled with animalistic lust. Kaya scratched at her shuddering flesh. She went around the entirety of her vent, pushing against her collapsing walls and tickling the nub of flesh known as the clitoris. Stimulating that part of herself felt incredibly good. She rounded it with a finger, poked and pushed over the tip and circled around the base until her fire bloomed to immeasurable heights.

Kaya tensed hard. Her vent suddenly went slack as the heated pressure built up deep inside her loins. Her body started trembling savagely, her eyes teared up, and drops of drool made their way down her clattering muzzle. This felt too good. Too consuming. The pleasure tingled her flesh and raked her insides until it rushed out of her in a long, drawn out spurt.

"Grrraaaaah!" Kaya screamed as loud as she could as her muscles pushed forth the slimy heat right from the depths of her womb. Her fingers were immediately drenched by the rushing fluid. Kaya scratched her insides furiously as the wave of bliss washed over her. She was incredibly receptive to stimulation during her contractions, and she wanted more. Needed more. Begged for a hard, fulfilling end to the maddening heat burning inside her.

So she grabbed around her clit with two fingers and pounded up and down while her walls clamped, gushed, and squelched with lewd sounds. She kept them spread for as long as she could. Pressure felt heavenly inside her. It tricked her instincts into thinking something big was inside her, spreading her apart for a male's fertile seed. Kaya didn't have her stag, but she had her hand. Her fingers worked wonders on her restless cunt. Even when the spasms lessened, Kaya snuck two fingers inside her tunnel, pumping in and out with short gasps and tender clacks of her feet.

"Haaah....aaaaaah..." her moans slowly subsided into drawn out huffs. Kaya licked her muzzle. She blinked the tears from her eyes, then closed them down, smiling dreamily. "I did it...High heavens, I tamed that bastard of a heat without a male inside me. Ahh...it felt so good... and I did it with my own hand," Kaya took her dripping fingers out of her cunt, winced, then brought them closer to her head. "I did it with my own freaking hand. I didn't even know that was possible!"

She sniffed her own fertile fragrance and stuck her tongue out, almost tempted to taste herself.

"Naah," she shook her head frivolously to dispel the eerie curiosity. "I'm too dirty. Too messy."

She propped her weight onto her clean arm and pushed herself up to look upon the sticky puddle spread between her legs. Kaya touched it with a finger. The fluid was still warm to the touch, and delightfully sticky.

"I can't believe this came out of me. There's so much of it. Smells so strange."

The miasma was definitely pleasant to her nostrils when compared to the vile scents of the cave. Kaya inhaled it for a couple of breaths, then laid on her back once again. Her pleasure instilled a grave sense of tiredness inside her, making her feel completely useless. Kaya closed her eyes. She didn't know how long she slept, or if she slept at all.

The only thing she was aware of when she opened her eyes was her gleeful heart thumping hard inside her chest, and the intense crave burning deep inside her womb. She panicked. The crave was so intense it made her sink her fingers between her lips almost without thinking. Kaya thrust in and out of her folds, yet her vigorous rubs failed to give her another orgasm.

"Ffffaaaaah. This...this can't be," she assaulted her clit with vengeful prods. The spiking stimulation made her legs kick at the air with savage strikes while her other arm stiffened. Kaya rubbed, grabbed, and scratched, feeling her muscles grow increasingly tight. She seemed to approach the overwhelming peak of her pleasure, but then her muscles went suddenly slack, collapsing all the progress she made.

"Naaah," Kaya groaned as she snuck out her half numb fingers with a short squelch. She yelped when she spread them out, then groaned when she curled them back up. The heavy pounding came with a hefty price, and Kaya dropped her arm on her belly, wincing whenever the spiking pain traversed a twitching finger.

"This is useless. I'll just wait it out. Sleep. Think. Whatever comes first."

Arousal happened to be the quickest arrival. Kaya shifted with uneasiness. Her wounded hand scratched all around her neck to remove the stiffness from her fingers while the other fidgeted between her breasts, undecided where to touch or grab. The need to breed was too intense to ignore. Kaya tried all manners of distractions, from focusing on the filthy smells of the cave, to counting the breaths she took, to rubbing herself like a loyal pet. She liked that last approach. The scratches felt wonderful on her slick, sweaty fur. If only they didn't contribute to her arousal that much, that might have been a viable way for her to endure.

The frustrated doe raised her knees and pushed them close against each other. The throbs lessened when she tightened her cunt like this. Relief seemed to be within her grasp. Then the trickles came, with steady drips and an infuriating slithering motion that made her walls spasms all the harder to scratch away the bothersome sensation.

Kaya's patience reached its limits. She threw her legs apart, slid her hand between her breasts, and advanced towards her needy cunt without any tint of remorse. Kaya's breath hitched when her fingers slid over her bare lips, then moaned out loud once she sank inside her overflowing folds. She was burning extremely hot down there, being several degrees warmer than her fingers. The shift in temperature made her muscles squirm eagerly, further stimulating the jolts of delight caused by the slow sliding of her hand. Kaya pushed herself all the way to the knuckles and took a deep, raspy breath. It felt so good to have something inside her. She tried piercing deeper, like the stag did before, yet her reach wasn't as prominent as a male. Kaya settled for another ordinary fingering sessions, and within seconds her body jerked with orgasmic might, thrusting into her own hand with wild desperation. Kaya pushed all her fingers inside, stretching herself to the limits right before the squirts hit. Short jets of hot liquescence shot from her spreading hole, pelting the ground with repeated splashes.

Kaya moaned, groaned and yowled during the blissful spasms, yet this orgasm felt deceptively less fulfilling than the last. Instead of satisfying her, it did the opposite, leaving her wanting for more. She pushed her hand out and quickly wiped it on her fur.

"Blasted damnation. What will it take to subdue this thing?"

Patience wasn't the answer. After she recovered, Kaya realized her experimental stretching had the unwanted effect of leaving her pussy spread a little wider. As a result, even the faintest breeze tickled her oversensitive insides. When that happened, trickles of lubrication were expelled to slither down her flesh, feeding the ground with a steady drip drip drip.

Kaya waited out about two hundred of those drops before she worked up the courage to stand on her legs. She got on her fours, using a nearby wall to prop herself up. The cave seemed rather intimidating, with its permeating darkness and the uneven walls, but Kaya's eyes were capable of making out the faintest shapes. She started walking forward, using the wall as a crutch. All manner of vicious smells attacked her nostrils with every step she took. Kaya ignored them all in favor of the familiar tinge she picked up. She quickened her steps. The aroma became more and more intense. Her heart swelled in her chest, pussy squelching with three excited spasms that almost sent her over the edge. Kaya abandoned the wall. She rushed towards the light, leaving drops behind with every step she took.

Kaya dropped on all fours as soon as she reached the source of the scent. She wasn't interested in the exit, or the lush grasses laying just a few strides away. Her nostrils flared, then tightened, inhaling the bounty of scents lingering above a damp patch spread along the ground.

"Mhmmm. Mmmmm," Kaya hummed with glee as her tongue licked at the air to taste the particles of that lovely, fertile scent. "So good...so full of life," she approached her tongue to the ground, then slid it along the stone and brought it back inside her maw. Her eyes rolled inside the back of her head. A loud moan escaped her, followed shortly by a gush of heated lust. Her lips shuddered with the raw need for seed, and Kaya couldn't help herself from tasting more. She pushed her muzzle onto the cold ground, slurping and licking the salty drops of stag essence.

"Ghhaaa...I need it," she licked her trembling muzzle with lustful eagerness. "Need it inside me. Deep, deep inside..."

The doe splayed on the ground with her legs spread wide open over her flaring cunt. She collected whatever drops of seed she could on the tips of three fingers, then snuck them inside her pussy. Despite the coldness of the grime, Kaya squelched and shuddered. She repeated the procedure, pushing slivers of seed as deep as her reach allowed, until all that remained behind was caked dust.

"That should...should work," Kaya dropped on her back, still keeping her legs spread to the sides to allow the stag's stale seed to work its way inside. "That's what I need...it's what I want...It will work."

A few minutes passed. Then several. And after that a dozen. The pestering tingle rippling inside her fleshy halls never truly subsided. Kaya worked the stag seed inside with her fingers, always getting the same result. Intense stimulation strong enough to send her carnal cravings to soaring heights, yet not quite as potent as to give her a full blown orgasm. Hovering on the edge of delight frustrated her a lot more than her constantly dripping sex or the tantalizing smell of her feral lover.

"Gaah, this works as good as a stag without a ballsack," Kaya muttered angrily as she shuffled on her fours. "I need that horned bastard to put some proper essence inside me. Where the heck can he be? He left me. Asshole planted his smelly seed inside my cunt and discarded me like one of those useless...graaah!"

After pounding the ground with her first to vent her frustrations, Kaya looked for better solutions to solve her pressing needs. She saw a dozen of them planted ahead of her. She narrowed her eyes with skepticism at first, but the longer she stared, the quicker she became convinced this approach would finally rid her of her crave for cock once and for all.

She found a nice, neat stick just outside the cave's entrance. Kaya brushed the dust off, ripped some leaves from a nearby bush to clean it a second time, then wrapped the stick in a blanket of leaves tied with several loops of grass.

Kaya stared at her contraption once she finished working. It looked rather crude an uninviting She held an arm straight to measure it. Slightly longer than the stag, almost twice as thick, and hardly as lubricated as his dripping malehood.

Kaya nodded once and dropped on her back. "I'm wetter than a broken faucet down there. It shouldn't matter how big, dry, thick, or soft this thing is. All I need is to have something inside me before I freaking burst."

She spread her legs wide to the sides and prepared to insert the self-made dildo inside when a booming call made her ears flinch. Kaya immediately looked towards the source of the sound. A second call came, even stronger than the last. Her teeth clattered with unexpected glee. Kaya lurched on her fours, pacing around restlessly while her pussy jerked and spasmed harder than ever. A constant stream of clear fluid stained the ground below her. Kaya ignored it.

She looked towards the patch of vegetation ahead of her until her majestic stag jumped through it. She tensed hard at the sight of him. His antlers were even bigger than the last time, ramified and proud just like his beautiful head. The way his muscles shifted as he strode towards her made her blood boil, and the damp patch of fur below his belly made her cunt shudder with need for his cock.

Three splashes wet the ground in quick succession, drowned by Kaya's hungering moan. She walked towards her stag on her fours, like an animal, and nuzzled him just the same when their necks met. Kaya took in every scent he carried inside his fur. Urine, seed, grass, dew, vegetation, musk. All of those scents entered her nostrils at the same time, enflaming her need for seed.

Her stag was equally enticed by the copious amount of scents dwelling below her tail. He rubbed his head along her body, raising her hair on end. Kaya's legs were wracked by weakness, her arms threatening to crumble upon the warmth of his touch. Gusts of warm air flowed through her fur, approaching closer and closer to her delicate entrance.

Kaya braced herself for contact. The stag hovered above her cunt, smelling her fragrance with greedy whiffs. His breath threatened to send her into a moaning fit of pure bliss. Kaya closed her eyes shut, almost ready to let the scream out of her throat.

Then, he touched her. His fleshy tongue slid along her lips, collecting their sweet fragrance faster than she could breathe. Kaya gasped in shock at how good a mere touch felt. She rearranged her faltering balance, then looked back to her stag. He was licking the air quickly, no doubt enjoying the pungency of her scent.

"Plll...pppplease...." She managed to speak despite her trembling lips.

Her stag met her gaze for a fickle moment, then looked back upon her sex once the doe spread her legs invitingly. Drops of melted arousal fled along her lips, only to be collected by the stag's eager tongue. Kaya dug her head into the ground and screamed as hard as she could muster. He was inside. Her stag was eating her out, slurping the juice right out of her vent with restless strikes of his tongue. He was incredibly quick, and rubbed her flesh everywhere. Kaya spasmed particularly hard once he found her clit. He must have known how sensitive it was, for he lapped quickly and ruthlessly. Kaya raked the ground with her curling fingers. It was too hot. Too quick. Too sudden. She felt her peak approach frighteningly quick, and almost steeled herself for the gushing spurts.

The stag pulled back. A series of softer grunts left his throat, along with all manner of slurping noises. Kaya looked back, eyes shining with lust for the stag's half aroused cock. It slapped against his belly, impregnating his fur with quick streams of musky urine.

Kaya backed into his legs. She went through three stages of frustration, all manner of lustful thoughts, and two unfulfilled orgasms to get that member inside her, and she wasn't about to wait. Not when her stag's drooping balls taunted her with the life-giving essence sheltered inside their bosom.

The male took his cue. His slimy cock pushed almost completely out of its sheath, most eager to sink inside her lips as the stag's forelegs rushed around her, firmly grabbing her shoulders. Kaya closed her eyes. He was warm, and heavy, and HARD.

Her breath caught in her throat as the stag's lubricated length slid right through her sensitive crevice. Kaya groaned wildly, pressing her teeth together, shutting her trembling eyelids over her rapidly moving eyes, and clawing at the ground with desire. Her pussy shuddered wildly when the stag took her, clamping and squelching and bathing him with her hot fluids. Her stag let out a huff and pushed his hindquarters hard against her butt, thrusting himself all the way inside her folds, deeper than her fingers ever ventured.

Kaya moaned so loud she choked. He was finally in. The horrible heat she endured was directly stimulated by the stag's lengthy cock, even if he wasn't moving much. He remained inside, allowing only the jerks of his cock to ram his member up and down, triggering waves of spasming stimulation from Kaya's receptive flesh. The doe's blood raced quicker than ever. She stumbled back, moaning and groaning at how good it felt to have something so big and hard inside.

The stag took the cue once again. He slid out of her, brushing slowly against her walls, then entered her with another battering thrust.

"Mhhhaaaah!" Kaya grabbed handfuls of dirt inside her cupped fists. "F-faster. I need to...haaah...need to..."

To cum. She was desperate to unleash the terrible lust brewing inside her womb. It irked her that the stag took so long to spill his seed. He enjoyed the sluggish penetrations, and huffed like the eager beast that he was when his sheath kissed the lips of her cunt. The horny bastard liked to have his cock swallowed all the way to the base and massaged by eager, silky muscles.

Kaya endured the horrendous tease for a few more thrusts. Then, she leaned all that burdening weight on a single hand to slap the stag right in his cold, oozing nose.

"C-cum already. Cuuuuum!"

He shoved her head back, then gave her another quaking thrust. Kaya's eyes snapped open, widening like ripe fruits. A hot jet lanced into her womb, paralyzing her with mind numbing pleasure. It was finally here. Her big, beautiful male was about to unleash his gift inside her. Hungering for his seed, Kaya tensed all over. Sweat dribbled down her bulging arms and legs as her pussy squeezed the stag from all sides at once. He grunted with a coarse sound, then pounded her again, and again, faster and harder. His cock went in and out of her gushing folds, softer than silk and harder than metal. Kaya overflowed with desire. Her lips smacked together between thrusts, stimulating the stag's eager cock until his balls heaved inside his sack. He was halfway out before his cum rushed through his cock, causing him to panic. He stumbled on his legs, pelting Kaya's dribbling cunt with a sharp spurt of cum before he penetrated her with a desperate thrust. He sunk all the way up to his trembling sheath, unloading his heated essence in large, hungering waves.

Kaya's eyes crossed from the strain of the unbearable bliss flooding her body. Big, healthy spurts invaded her innermost sanctuary. She spasmed and shook, uselessly trying to adapt to the overwhelming stimulation. Her ears trembled just like her pussy, with erratic jerks. Tears of pure pleasure fell from her eyes. Her legs tensed with fleeting strength, allowing her to push back into the stag's heaving balls.

The next eruption sent her over the edge. Kaya pushed her legs as close as she could, frightened by the intensity of the upcoming rush. The pleasure was too intense. Her vision flickered, and her heart skipped a beat in its rush to pump seething blood through her veins. Just when she was afraid of passing out, Kaya let out a monstrous groan, dug her nails into the ground as hard as she could, and shuddered all over to push out the wild lust crawling out of her seed coated depths. Big, healthy gushes of translucent slime splattered on the ground below her. The stag slapped the air with his tongue, overtaken with sheer bliss. His cock surged with unexpected might thanks to the bathing heat and the strong spasms of her pussy. Kaya braced for his explosive seed as much as she could. Her pleasure peaked for a moment. She stumbled back, moaning out like a wounded beast. The stag had a good hold on her with his fore legs, holding her tight while his cock unloaded its potent essence inside.

Kaya milked him for all his worth. When her cleansing spurts lessened, her flesh adopted a suckling motion. Her pussy squelched with lewd, wet noises as she drew in the dribbling waves rushing out of her depths. The stag shifted on his legs, no doubt exhausted by the extended climax. He was giving her everything he had. Long jets, followed by short ones, then a few weak dribbles before another pounding spasm filled her womb with virile essence. Kaya took it all in. She sucked his cock free from every drop, if only to extinguish the fire blazing inside her belly. She felt so warm down there. So satisfied, as if she just ate a copious meal.

Kaya burst with a satisfied sigh as her own throbs lessened. She allowed her stag to remain inside for as long as he wanted, which wasn't long at all. He took a step back, grunted, then fell on his side with a thump. The shift in weight caused Kaya to stumble too. She met the ground in the same way, feeling the stag's hot erection unloading the last remains of his essence on her haunch. She licked her dry lips at the sight of his cock. It was so appetizing to look at its bare, glistening surface. Kaya would have licked it clean if she wasn't thoroughly exhausted.

"Nghh," she dropped on her back, spreading her legs wide to the sides. Her stag perked his head to look upon her cum soaked pussy. He sniffed a few times, tasted the air for good measure, then dropped back onto the ground with an exhausted sigh. Like her, he knew his task was done. All they needed to do now was to relax and let nature follow its course.

Kaya closed her eyes, though she couldn't fall asleep right after the mating. Her heart had yet to steady its frantic beats, and her pussy still trembled weakly in the aftermath of such wild amounts of stimulation. She slid a hand between her legs, dabbing with two fingers around her slick flesh. She was completely drenched down there. Kaya entered inside, gasping softly at the pool of combined fluids waiting within.

A nudge made her eyes perk up and look towards the stag. He nuzzled along one of her arms, then laid his big head right on top of her chest.

"So that's how you play. First you fill me, then you want even more affection."

He huffed in her face. Kaha giggled. She liked this stag, and not only for his cock. Something about him felt reassuring. It might have been his impressive size, or the gleam in his eyes. She couldn't figure out now, so she sneaked her hand out of her pussy, rubbing her own juices around his nose.

The stag closed his eyes. His breath picked up, nostrils flared to inhale her sweet aroma.

"You like it. I know. Sometimes I wonder if you're just a lust stricken beast or a lone male in search of companionship. Care to help me figure out this veiling mystery?"

He wasn't exactly eager to do so. Kaya expected nothing less than another gust of heat in her face. Males were all the same. Energetic before mating, and thoroughly exhausted after that.

"Alright. We'll postpone that a bit, my beautiful stag. My...mate," she blinked a few times at how weird that word sounded. "Yeah, let's take a short nap before I say some other nonsense."

Her stag pushed himself closer to her. Kaya didn't object out loud. She was pleased to move her leg out of the way to allow her protector to properly snuggle against her. She fondled his ears between her fingers, rubbing his cheeks with her thumbs until his pleasant musk and comforting warmth lulled her to sleep.

Kaya dreamed of home, and the comfort of her own bed. It wasn't the best thing she slept on. Her pillow had clumps left behind by four years of constant use, and the bed itself smelled of Rshoka. Still, that was home, with all the goods and the bads.

The alarm clock rang. Kaya opened her eyes, almost expecting to see the blasted alarm clock beeping on the nightstand.

It wasn't there. Lush vegetation spread as far as her eyes could see. Kaya blinked in bewilderment. She felt awfully confused for a couple of moments, until she turned around to face her sleeping stag. Everything came back to her in a rush: the escape from her own apartment, the exhausting bike trip to the reserve, and her first encounter with a wild member of her own species.

She smiled. Were it not for this stag, she wouldn't have known the joy of companionship, the safety provided by a caring guardian, or the bursting pleasure of mating.

"Hmh...I never imagined I would be sleeping side by side with my feral kin. I dreamed about it, but...that was all I could do. Dream, and think of a life I could never have."

The stag pushed his snout into her. Kaya gasped softly and hugged him close to her chest. "Damn. I woke you up, didn't I?"

He rubbed between her breasts comfortingly. That small sign of affection spread a smile on her face, washing away the frown that threatened to collapse her positive mood.

"Heh. Maybe I'm not that much of a screw up after all. Or maybe you're just too much of a sweetheart. Which one is it? I'll let you pick this time," she playfully poked one of his ears.

The stag twitched it once, then pushed hard into her chest. Kaya fell on her back, helpless to the strong male's persistent rubs. She grabbed around his magnificent head and stroke hard through his fur, petting him like a dog while he sniffed and rubbed all over her body.

"Whoa. Getting frisky there, champ," Kaya grabbed one of his antlers and tried holding him in place. With a single shake of his head, he threw her grip away and placed his head flat on her chest.

"Ngh. You're playing dirty, eh?" she tried pushing his big head out of the way. "Gah. Almost there. Almost....naaaah..." Kaya gasped. "You're too much of a big bum to move. That head alone must weight like half of my own weight. What the heck are you eating to put all this muscle on you?" she slapped his shoulder rather hard.

Despite her assumption, the male hasn't retaliated in any way. He just kept there, staring at her, twitching his nose over and over again.

"I stink. I know, I know. Don't rub it in my face, Mr Stag, or I'll slap this cute little nose."

He drew back when she slid a finger between his nostrils. Must have been a sensitive place to tickle. Kaya chuckled. She was rather pleased to have found one of his weaknesses, but when the stag stood on his fours, she realized he was exploiting one of her own too. His half aroused member stood at attention, pearlescent drops falling onto the ground in quick succession.

"Yikes. Did my ten seconds massage get you excited?"

He bowed his head, then turned around to present her with his swollen balls. Kaya licked her lips at the sight of his ripe eggs that rested comfortably in his maroon pouch. She extended a hand to grab them.

The stag took a step away, putting him out of her range. Kaya twisted her nose. "Like doing that, eh? Showing me your goods only to keep them away, you rogue."

He walked towards the entrance of the cave, then started peeing all over the place. Kaya watched curiously how his member jerked with every spurt. She felt the same motion inside of her when his seed broke loose. After the stag finished, he returned to her with a bundle of herbs held within his mouth.

"What's this?" Kaya asked curiously as the stag placed the herbs on the ground and nudged them towards her. "For me? You're seriously bribing me?"

He rolled the herbs under her arm. Kaya laughed. "Oh, I know what this is," she picked at the saliva coated stalks. "This is payment for mating me. Silly stag. Don't you know male etiquette? These gifts should be offered before you mate the female. It's called courtship, or something like that. It's been a while since I watched any wildlife documentary so I'm not sure if you ferals are into that kind of thing, but-"

A quick lick over her lips made Kaya gulp down her words. It was wet. So wet, and so good.

"D-do that again, please. I liked it," she licked her lips and half-lidded her eyes. "I liked it a lot."

Her stag licked her a couple more times. Was this how kissing felt like? Kaya shuddered with a strange mixture of lust and excitement. Her own tongue slowly sneaked out to meet the stag's. The contact sent a jolt through her body. Kaya whimpered quietly, then licked. She slid her little tongue over and around her beloved male, basking in his warmth, tasting him like the lovers she often saw in the park.

Oh God. She was really doing it! She was making out with a feral stag!

Kaya shut off her babbling mind. She didn't care what Rshoka thought. The society's laws even less important to her. The world was full of envious, judgmental, or downright mean people. Only children were the exception to this rule. They were the reason Kaya had a life in the first place.

She closed her eyes, shutting herself away even from the pleasant memories to enjoy the thrill pounding through her chest each time she touched tongues with her stag. He was precious to her. More than any male she ever knew. Maybe even more than Jax.

He too sailed away from her mind. Kaya may have spent only a couple of hours in the company of this male, yet she already felt closer to him than she felt to any other male. He was here for her when she needed him. He mated her, kept her safe, brought her a snack, and poured his most precious essence right inside her.

Kaya's blood heated in the same manner as her pussy once she thought of his hot seed flowing inside her womb. She licked her stag with renewed passion, grazing softly on his tongue. He didn't appreciate being trapped too much, but Kaya didn't care. She wanted to love him in her own way, as strange as that might have been.

She licked at his moistened tongue a couple more times, drawing out each stroke. She loved how enticing his saliva felt inside her own mouth, yet at the same time she wanted to taste even more of him. Kaya slowly disentangled from his needy licks, allowing his tongue to fall upon her chin as she slid along his nose, between his eyes, then to his brow to taste the salty tint of his fur. She rounded an eye, licking her male sweetly once his eyelids sealed shut. Kaya slid along his left side, meeting his twitching ear with eager flicks of her tongue. He was terribly sensitive here. A touch inside the inner part of his ear made him jerk his whole head rather vigorously.

"My, you're ticklish," Kaya slid around to meet the fur covered top of his ear. "Relax. I'm not going to tickle you too hard."

Her male stood still enough for Kaya to indulge in every curiosity she harbored. She first gave his ear a proper bath. The stag shuddered during every moment of it, and Kaya was through, not stopping until her tongue left his fur damp and warm. Then, she gently gripped both ears with her arms. She rubbed them gently, rolling her lithe fingers over the sensitive flesh from the thick base all the way to the tips, feeling the pulsing warmth surging through his veins. Her stag liked this massage quite a lot. He opened his mouth to pant, rolling wave after wave of moist air inside Kaya's naked chest.

"Yes...keep...keep it there," she pushed his flared nostrils hard between her perky breasts. "I like it. I like you, dear stag. Your body stirs me, your scent warms my blood, your licks make my heart race. I want to show you..." she hugged him hard, pressing her nose into the thicker fur of his muscular neck. "Want to show you how much I really like you. No words. Touches, licks, and sniffs. The language of the feral kind."

Her stag let out a puffy huff at that, and so did Kaya once warmth blazed within her chest. She rubbed and licked along her stag's neck, tasting him like he was meant to be tasted, with sniffs and licks. Kaya slowly descended down his neck. Her hands rubbed vigorously into the hardened muscles hiding below the fur, relaxing the male more and more. He pushed away from her chest, then dropped on the ground, tongue rolling out of his mouth with every breath he took.

"Tired already? I'm not even close to be done with you!" Kaya dug her head back inside. A leg tried to pull her back, but she quickly brushed it away with one of her hands. He was hers now. Hers, and no one else's. She made that quite clear by pointing a finger at his twitching nose.

"You're free to take my scent inside your nostrils, but if I find your tongue coming anywhere near my you-know-what, I'm going to get rough with you."

She obtained a weak grunt in response. Kaya took that as a sign of submission. She rewarded her stag with hefty neck rubs. His jaw wasn't spared from her touch, nor was his head. Kaya caressed furiously between his antlers. She imagined he would be a bit itchy there, so she scratched around the base, making her male squirm with bliss.

Kaya kept up her vigorous caress until her fingers burned with fatigue. "Haah...you are a tough nut to crack, dear stag," she placed both hands onto his muscular shoulder. "Look at this. If I didn't know any better I'd say you're made of steel. It feels...hard. Rough. Warm."

And also very enticing. Kaya kneeled for a better position, then kneaded along his leg, hard at first, then softer as she descended towards his hoof. Like her, he had rather spindly legs made for agility rather than brunt force, though a square hit could cause some serious damage. His bones felt like steel beams, unmoving, impressively resilient, almost like his muscles. It was inspiring to be able to feel such raw power. Kaya slowly inched her head closer to his body. She passed under his leg, then laid her head against his chest. The intense warmth heated her twitching ears to the point where it felt rather uncomfortable, yet she still remained inside his grasp for a dozen heartbeats, until his twitching cock stole her attention.

Kaya gasped. Drops of cloudy fluid hurled from his tensing member to latch onto her rump. She expected him to get a bit excited, but not quite so aroused. He was almost halfway out of his sheath, tip dribbling constantly with a pungent mixture of seed and urine that was infuriatingly hard to resist. Kaya turned her nostrils from side to side, fighting for her sanity.

Yet the next breath she took made her eyes roll in their sockets. Her tongue sneaked out to taste the air with three quick flicks. Fertile. Strong. Healthy. Obvious information that stroke her instincts with infuriating tingles of elation.

Kaya shook her head. No. She wanted to feel him, not mate him. Not now, at last. She ran a hand along his warm belly. The fur there was still rather coarse and sticky. She knew why when she placed her head flat against his warm belly. Copious amounts of virile musk hid inside his fur, some stale, others fresh. The concoction made her nostrils sting and her heart leap with perverse excitement. Mate. She wanted to mate.

No! Kaya turned her eyes away from his cock and resumed her circular rubbing. She caressed his entire belly with her hands, keeping her head far enough to increase the quantity of fresh air traveling inside her nostrils. Her quick strokes took her closer towards his hind legs, and to the wet patches of fur stained with his essence.

Kaya looked upon his erection. It was hard not to, when it stood right in front of her. At a glance, it looked like a fleshy spear, tapered at the tip, thicker towards the base. It wasn't thoroughly even, bending very slightly in places, but it was sturdy, and hard. The way it lurched in and out of its sheath reminded her of the stag's thrusting motion. Although he didn't even twitch a leg, he his cock still jerked, rubbing along the wet for when it throbbed, and retreating just a bit before the next surge of blood washed over its frame.

It was beautiful. So slick. So silky. Kaya closed her eyes. Her mouth opened halfway to take a deep breath off that virile scent. His miasma traveled inside her nostrils like a slithering wave of pure pleasure, slowly making its way along her stomach until it dispersed into her trembling lips. Kaya shuddered with desire. She blinked a few times to clear the haze, then turned her eyes upon his muscular haunches. They looked so firm, eager to be grabbed. Kaya sank her hands inside his upper one. The stag lifted his leg all the way up, shamelessly exposing the entirety of his package. Kaya rubbed into his muscle. She kneaded, grabbed, and scratched with her hands while her eyes took fugitive peaks towards his trembling maleness. His cock rarely stood still. The harder she rubbed, the quicker it throbbed and hurled its essence, filling the air with the irresistible tinge of sharp, fertile musk.

Harder. Faster. Kaya worked towards his hoof, then quickly descended back along his haunch to slide upon his other leg. The massage got her stag wild with lust. His hind legs trembled with the urge to thrust. He jerked himself forth a few times, pelting the ground with short bursts of liquid arousal.

"I'm...I'm almost done," Kaya scratched the inside of his flank.

Her stag grunted with a moan-like sound. With a sudden jerk, his cock came fully out. He arched his back, thrusting his hips forth. His bare member rushed along his fur, the tapered tip bloating with an upcoming surge. Kaya held her breath, fully expecting him to relinquish his essence. A burst of clear fluid burst out instead. Kaya recognized that as urine. She relaxed, waiting for her stag to make his water. He eased back onto his side, though his member still remained fully unsheathed.

"Oh, my poor, needy male. You want to release, don't you?" she gently placed two fingers on his sack. It was colder than the rest of his body, and wet. Her stag sweated all over due to the overwhelming lust burning within him. He turned his head around, watching her intently.

"Shh," Kaya slid a finger along his twitching nose. "Let me feel you first."

She curled her fingers around the entirety of his pouch to feel the soft spheres residing inside. The felt so soft compared to the rest of his body. She played them a bit between her fingers. It was enticing how something so soft and exposed held the future of a male inside its bosom. So much seed resided in there. The same life-giving fluid that filled her womb now filled the palm of her hand.

Kaya dropped flat onto the ground and pushed her nose into the leathery sack. Salty smells filled her nostrils and latched upon her tongue. She enjoyed them in equal measures, crooning softly as she rubbed her muzzle around, letting the playful spheres drape all over her face. She loved every part of her stag more than she ever loved herself. Kaya tightened her fist just a bit to test his reaction. The male trembled with weakness. As soon as she heard the pelting waves of his musky lust pelting the grass, she pumped her fist yet again. The twin spheres danced around each other, slippery and lubricated just like her twitching pussy. Kaya continued fondling them between her fingers while her tongue slid along the sack to taste the savory tinge while her nostrils flared with purpose. She took deep whiffs between licks, murmuring sweet words. Her free hand slid lazily along his haunch, seeking another intimate part of her stag. She found it right above his balls, sweaty and hard from the hard contractions rushing through the muscles. Kaya circled the ring of muscles with a finger. She liked how firm his tailhole felt compared to his balls, and for a moment wondered how it felt to push between the hardened muscles. She gave up the thought when her pussy squelched with need. Kaya played with his tail instead, nudging and rubbing his cute spaded tip. It kept lurching upwards though, reminding her of the intense spasms quaking just a short distance below. Kaya placed two finger against her male's hole. He exuded so much power even now, when his entrance felt more female than male.

"Mffff..." Kaya whimpered, nudging into his healthy balls. She felt so hot all of a sudden. So infuriatingly wet!

She licked and massaged her stag's balls until his virile scent became an intoxicating haze of arousal. She jerked her head back, looking straight at his oozing cock. Kaya's chest felt tight with desire. She literally panted for his member, for the joy of taking it inside her mouth and the pleasure of drinking his potent essence.

Kaya didn't think when she bowed her head and flicked her tongue over the tip of his member. The stag's cock jerked hard. A hot gush lanced her tongue, making Kaya close her eyes and lap twice at his tip. The stimulation did wonders for the horny stag. His trembling legs kicked at the ground. Kaya was most surprised to feel his cock barraging her mouth. She lapped, and lapped, then froze when the hard flesh twisted and turned, curling around itself. Her stag huffed, then groaned. Another heavy gush washed inside Kaya's half opened mouth, filling her with salty, metal-tasting fluids. She licked his tip, then reached along his shaft, suddenly realizing her tongue could no longer cope with the flood of lust that started pouring from her stag.

Kaya managed a single glance behind. With the corner of her eyes she noticed her stag's pleading gaze. He panted wildly, too fast and rough for comfort. He was desperate to spill his seed, and Kaya too was most eager too drink more of his essence.

She pushed her head towards his messy sheath at the same time as her hands. One grabbed a firm hold of his sack, while the other tightened around the hard cordon tying his balls to his cock. She held fast, because she needed to when her mouth was suddenly stuffed full of cock. Tempted by the overwhelming warmth and the moisture latched upon her tongue, her stag thrust hard and fast, burying himself all the way to his sheath, tickling Kaya's nostrils with the wet, fluid dripping strands of his sheath. He was so deep, almost reaching her throat. Kaya pushed him back with her tongue, but his member kept jerking and curling, trying to grab onto something. The prehensile tip wrapped around her tongue, holding it tight for the hard throb that followed.

Kaya scrunched her eyes and groaned when the first spurt hit. The spraying burst hit her throat hard, throwing her into a coughing feat. Precious seed dribbled from her the sides of her mouth. Kaya slurped as much as she could back, then puckered her lips and threw her tongue against the erupting tip. Her stag hurled another stream. This time, she directed the blow to the side of her mouth. The seed pooled frighteningly fast inside, making her cheeks bloat. Kaya swallowed the whole load at once. It wasn't particularly tasty., but the thought of feasting on her stag's precious seed encouraged her to perk up her attempts and milk him dry.

Kaya tugged hard on his cock. She wriggled the tip of her tongue around his cock, massaging that slick, sensitive surface of his member. Her stag hardened even more. Kaya felt around his sack. His balls became unnaturally firm. She felt a surge of power travel through his cock almost at the same time as his balls drew up towards his crotch. Kaya grabbed his sack hard, and his sheath even harder. Her stag trembled with ecstatic bursts of orgasmic might. He unloaded long and hard, filling her mouth with fresh ropes of salty essence. Kaya gulped it all down, then let the fluid gather to bathe the stag's cock in his own essence before she drank it once again.

She kept suckling on his cock, rubbing his eager balls, and massaging his sheath until he gave everything he had. His cock turned slack. Kaya once again found her tongue free from his grasp. She licked around the member a few times, then pulled back. Drops of seed still oozed from his tip, feeding the ground below.

Kaya licked her lips with a sharp slurp.

"I never...haah...never tasted anything so rich," she turned her head around to the male that panted even harder than she did.

"You had so much in you. I felt your balls while you came." The spheres played between her fingers with ease now that his essence was spent. "I held your cock during the highest peak of your pleasure," she ran her hand over his sheath, wetting her fingers with the drops lingering around his entrance. "I drank your seed as soon as it left your cock, and I liked it," Kaya grabbed his head with her dirty hands and kissed him right on his nose. "I drank your seed. I took it inside me, and yet I feel so eager for your cock."

The male pushed his head towards her pussy. Kaya tried to hold him back, but a simple shove sent her on her back. Her stag shoved his snout straight between her legs, causing Kaya to scream with orgasmic might. Her bare pussy heaved as soon as it met something moist and hard. Then, his tongue came out, rushing between her overly aroused folds like a storm. Kaya twisted and trembled, grabbed and clawed at the air, then finally cried inside her own messy hands as the wild power of her orgasm rushed over her. Her stag's tongue felt like liquid flame. He lapped so eagerly at her folds, and pushed, and rubbed, always surprising her with his ability to offer pleasure. Kaya kept her legs spread as wide as she managed. She wanted his tongue as deep as possible, and her dear male didn't disappoint. He stuck his whole, muscular tongue inside during a particularly hard spasm, and remained firmly lodged inside her muscles as they collapsed inward. Gushes of fluid spurted out to be licked and slurped right from the source.

Kaya emptied herself of all her fire. She felt cold when her bliss ended, and even her stag's eager licks failed to ignite back that all-consuming blaze.

Kaya pushed herself away. "It's...it's enough," she pushed his dripping snout with one of her hooves.

The stag got the message. After cleaning her fragrance off his nose, he sat on his side, exposing his belly and his faint erection to Kalya's widening eyes.

"Didn't you just empty your sack?"

He licked his nose again, then closed his eyes. His leg lifted over his erection, making his gender even more obvious.

"You lustful bastard..." Kaya sighed. She crawled into his embrace, of course. A bit of warmth never hurt. It was even better when it came along with the smell of cock. A male's tongue wasn't exactly what she needed. Her womb still desired fresh seed, no matter how much Kaya tried to fight back her urge. She rubbed her stag, cradled his soft ears, rubbed his chest and neck. The distraction only made her desire all the more bothersome.

"You'll have to mate me," Kaya patted his head. "Come on. Get up. Don't let me do all the haaaaaaahh..."

He entered her when she least expected it, sinking in with a strong, confident thrust. When Kaya's erratic breath calmed somewhat, she looked behind to see her stag buried sheath deep inside her pussy. His cock took her from behind, piercing her in the first thrust. She found it rather stimulating to be taken so roughly. Kaya trembled with delight. She pushed her head closer, licking her beloved male.

"Keep it there. Don't thrust. Just...stay inside me for as long as it takes."

They remained entwined with one another, sharing loving licks and sweet rubs. A dozen or so throbs later the stag's stamina gave in. His hot seed poured swiftly out of his cock, drunk by Kaya's eager lips. She pushed back into her mate. Her eager muscles rubbed into his erection to draw out every last drop of his essence. That was the first time when Kaya heard her stag groan with a wounded-like sound. She grabbed his head, calming him with eager licks as his seed filled her in blissful waves. Even after he finished, Kaya kept nuzzling around his head. She loved him so much. His scent, his fur, his wet, oozing nose. Loved every part of him for as long as her senses remained awake.

Kaya awoke sometime during sunset. She still blinked her eyes with disbelief when she noticed how much time must have passed. The sun probably set, given how violet the sky's hues were.

"Drat. I didn't expect to lounge for so long. You up, mate?"

No answer. Kaya turned her head around to notice her stag was missing. No wonder she fretted a bit in her sleep. The creeping coldness of the evening made her fur stay on end.

"Where the heck did he go?" she first looked around. No visible signs caught her attention. Kaya sniffed the air. Apart from the noticeable scent of their combined essences, she picked nothing out of the ordinary. Well, as far as ordinary went for plants. She grabbed the bundle of herbs he brought her right after she came out of the cave.

"One minute, then I'm going after his furry ass," Kaya said, then started munching on the delicious herbs. The succulent taste washed away some of her apprehension. Without her stag, she felt lost. This territory was far too big for her to handle, and even though she was in a protected reserve, Kaya couldn't help but feel the cold touch of fear slithering along her spine.

She chewed faster. The herbs went down her throat quicker than she blinked. The chirping of the birds made her unusually alert. What lurked in the lush vegetation? Or rather, what if something came out of the cave?

Kaya turned quickly towards the looming darkness sitting just a few strides away from her. Stale air entered her nostrils, along with fresh reserves of apprehension. She didn't explore all the tunnels carefully. Common sense was not a proper weapon to wield when attacked. Kaya allowed her silly fears to get the best of her and scrambled up on her feet.

"Screw this. I'm going in the freaking bushes."

Kaya made a run for it, trampling grasses and twigs under her feet. She took cover behind a tree and rested her back against it.

"Gaah, this is annoying. Couldn't he leave me a note? Oh yeah. I forget," she slapped her forehead thrice. "He's feral. He cannot even talk, and aside from smells I can barely understand what he wants. Maybe this trip wasn't the best idea..." she looked towards the ground, then slapped her head yet again.

Rshoka was a lot worse. Kaya never forgot how close she was to being utter humiliated by the two jackasses that barged into her home. A wolf and a cheetah, both matched in appearance and stupidity. They had a rugged look about them. Kaya remembered their shaggy coats well, along with the stink of cheap alcohol and used cologne. She also remembered how ugly and big the cheetah looked down there when he pulled down his pants. Rshoka kneeled before him, and took his disgusting cock inside her muzzle. Kaya knew now what happened when her roommate slurped and choked. She drank the feline's essence, just like she enjoyed her stag.

"Naah," Kaya shook her head forcibly. "My stag is nothing like those assholes. The wolf came to me. He breathed into my neck. I felt his teeth on my fur and...his hand, breaching inside my pants. Ugh, that's... Phaf. I'm not even sure why I'm thinking that," Kaya spat on the ground again.

A rustle caught her attention. Her ears pointed in the direction of the noise. Something approached, and quick. She tensed all up, ready to dash before her stag broke through the foliage with a fresh bundle of herbs in his mouth.

Kaya threw herself at him. "You freaking bastard!" she hugged his neck fiercely. "You left. You left me alone so you could bring me grass and...pee on the ground," she quickly swiped a hand under his belly, brushing through his urine stained fur. "How fair is that, eh? How good is this compared to my smell? Kaya rubbed his own musky odor straight into his nose.

The stag drew a couple of steps back and placed the herbs down. Kaya raised an eyebrow at the gesture, then frowned when he pointed towards his back.

"I'm not rubbing you again. Nuh-uh."

He nuzzled his side, then threw his head up.

"Lose your patience. Lose your wits. I don't care. I'm standing here until you make up for your little oopsie back there at the cave."

The stag settled on his belly with a curt grunt. Kaya picked the herbs and walked towards him, intent on throwing the bundle in his face. He was faster though. He shoved her side. Kaya stumbled, seeking purchase upon his back. The stag stood up on his fours.

"Gah!" Kaya reached for an antler and hustled herself up. "Pah, you bastard!" she slapped his neck hard once she was comfortably seated on his back. "You could've just waited!"

He threw her a quick glance. Kaya only had a second to brace herself before her stag launched himself into a proper dash. He ran really freaking quick. Kaya held fast onto his horns, the only proper pillar for her wavering balance. He probably didn't appreciate having his proud antlers be used as a crutch, but anything was better than falling. The trees passed her in a blur. Kaya wasn't used to this kind of speed in a forest. Sure, cars were a lot faster than any living being, but none could move so swiftly through dense vegetation. He just speared through the open spaces, blasting ferns away and raising clumps of dirt with every stride.

Kaya relaxed a little after the initial burst of speed. Her arms relaxed a little, her legs went a bit slack, and her back no longer spasmed with pain every time the ground bounced. This relaxed pose allowed her to enjoy the benefits of riding her own mount. She loved the cold wind rushing through her fur, cold as it was. The crisp air was a delight for the senses. The more she breathed, the more alive she felt. Maybe too alive. Kaya noticed a little issue after a couple of minutes of hard riding. Her pussy was bare. She never rode anything without wearing underwear before, and that made her completely unprepared for the tingles of pleasure rushing through her frame every time her lips brushed along the stag's back.

"S-stop," Kaya slapped with a hand. "Please slow down, will you?"

It was of no use. Her beloved male kept the same pace, keen on leading her into the heart of the forest. Kaya bit back her rising irritation. She would not be one of those condescending wretches from the taxies, telling the driver how to do his job. A bit of arousal was a fitting price to pay for a free ride. She grabbed firmly onto his antlers, focusing on the forest ahead. Counting trees, naming bushes, even listening to the thunder of his hooves proved to be a useful ally against arousal.

Kaya got so lost in her counting, she barely realized how tranquil everything became.

A nudge on her leg got her attention. She blinked. Her stag not only sat still, but he licked along her leg like a real bastard. She shoved his curious nose away before it got any closer to her feminine troubles.

"I can dismount on my own, but thanks for the thought."

Yes. She had this. She only needed to raise one leg and keep her balance long enough to make the jump. Kaya threw her weight to the side. She was too quick though, and the force of gravity worked against her. She fell on her back, a groan escaping her throat after the shock of the impact. Her stag bowed his head, sniffing intently in the direction of her cunt.

"Don't...don't even think about it."

But he could. And he did. Her poor kicking skills could not hold his hunger in check when he had a fertile female spread so eagerly before him. Kaya crossed her legs at his dabbing snout, then puffed her cheeks so much she coughed and moaned at the same time. His tongue. His tongue was too warm, too long, and too eager to sink inside her walls. Kaya's lips shuddered furiously while the stag teased them with a couple of licks. When Kaya's defense wavered, he pushed forth, tasting her bosom with a proper penetration.

"Mhhh...." She grabbed into the hard dirt. Motes of fire blazed within her fur. The coldness of the evening became a distant memory, same as the pestering pain rolling around her back. Kaya felt nothing else than the sharp tugs of her mage. He pushed his tongue in and out, lapping her folds like a starving dog. It wasn't long before her resistance fully crumbled. An hour of continuous riding, with her lips rubbing on and on against lubricated fur worked Kaya's desires over the edge.

She burst with a high pitched scream worthy of a canine rather than a doe. Kaya spread her legs wide to the sides, allowing her mate to feast on the bounty of scents and fluids sheltered within her drenched sanctuary.

The stag eagerly slapped his nose against her lips. With his snout pressed so tightly onto her flesh, he slurped her fragrance as soon as it gushed out of her lips. He was still messy though. Still loud.

Kaya shivered ecstatically. Each dab of his tongue prolonged her bliss. She contracted harder when he entered, spurted quicker, and filled his snout with more of her fertile fragrance.

By the time Kaya finished, her stag was panting with the need to breed. He walked around the clearing, spraying his mixture of seed and urine upon every bush or tree he encountered. Kaya felt a bit sorry for him. Running with that humongous hard-on must have been rather uncomfortable, given how his hind legs jerked every time his sensitive cock met his belly.

"Come here," Kaya waved him closer. "I can't do much about my blasting back yet, but I can do something about your male problem."

The stag eagerly approached. Kaya grabbed him by the antlers and pushed his head into her chest. Then, she sunk her fingers inside her lips just enough to lubricate herself and grabbed the stag's slimy cock inside her clutch. He snorted, loud and warmly. His legs thrust forth, sliding her hand all the way to the sheath.

"Shh...." Kaya quickly rubbed up and down. "I know it's good. You want to cum inside me. I know...I know..." she kissed him sweetly between the hefty rubs she applied over and under his head. His ears weren't spared either. Kaya stroke him in every way she could with both of her hands. While one slid under his head to scratch at his neck, the other rounded the thick base of his member. He was so hard. So strong. The more she stroke him, the more she fell in love with him all over again.

Kaya pushed her head into his neck, groaning alongside her mate as his seed burst forth from his engorging member.

"Cum...yes. Cum..." she pumped her head around his throbbing length to emulate the endless grip of a female's cunt. "Give it all, boy. Fill me with everything you have."

He thrust eagerly between every spurt. Kaya's hand grew increasingly hot and sticky with his essence. She rubbed it all over his cock, slid back towards the tip, and cupped it hard within her palm. Her stag's breath hitched. He head-butted her chest, almost sending her on the ground. Kaya had a firm grip though, both on his cock and his head. She held her hand fast against the hard spurts of his hot seed. It sprayed out of his cock, pushed by the expertly trained muscles dwelling inside his sheath. She never tasted such exquisite pressure until she grabbed his tip. Her stag was either very sensitive there, or the gushing heat of his dribbling seed worked up his appetite. A generous stream dribbled onto the ground, with more gushing out every time his balls heaved with orgasmic might.

"Almost there..." Kaya rubbed his cock. "Almost done. Just a couple more, dear. Cum. You can cum a few more times."

He did, though more because she encouraged him to spill his last reserves with a clever grip to his sack. Kaya didn't wipe her hand off when he finished. She lifted his head and brought her cum soaked hand right to the tip of his nose.

"Smell it," she licked his brow. "Taste your seed. Savor the precious essence you spilled into my hand."

He eagerly licked every last one of her fingers. Kaya felt rather aroused by his quick initiative. Seeing a male consume his own semen with such hunger made her lips clench with hidden desire.

"You did this before," Kaya said as she looked into his glistening eyes. "You...with your mouth?" she took a quick peek at his cock, then laughed. "You have to show me that sometimes. Truly, I've never seen a male stag pleasuring himself before!"

The male shook of her grip, sneaked his head under his belly, then thrust his fading erection forth. He wasn't big enough to suck himself, but his agile tongue still managed to lick a couple of times at the dripping head.

Kaya rubbed her legs against each other. "That's...mfff...It's actually possible to cum in your own maw. All that seed washing along your own tongue... I want to see it. I need to see it!"

He came back and settled her back on the ground. Kaya shook her head with indignation. She wasn't eager to rest so quickly, but she wasn't about to argue when her beloved offered his belly so eagerly. She snuggled closer to him, laying her head on top of his neck to look upon the fading light of the sky. It was almost indigo now, with a few stars speckling between the lush leaves of the canopy. The sight was so beautiful, the leaves swishing lazily into the gentle breeze, revealing the mysterious shapes of the faraway stars. This was life. Standing in the grass, breathing in the fresh air of the forest, and being warmed by a loving companion. Kaya could've gotten used to this rather fast. She didn't need to lavish in luxury like Rshoka, or keep in touch with two faced friends. Work was the only shackle that tied her to the city life, but it wasn't like she needed any source of income to live in the wilderness, where juicy herbs grew literally everywhere around her.

"I miss the little ones though," she lazily scratched along her stag's neck. "They make my day brighter with their smiles and easy-going natures. I can never be sad around them, and not just because I'll be a poor example for the kids. They're just so...pure, untainted by selfishness, or greed, or the stress of daily life. You should see them sometime. Would you like that?" Kaya grabbed one of his ears, squeezing it gently within her grip.

She got a warm nuzzle in response. Kaya pressed her chest against his snout and trapped him there with her other hand while she quickened her scratching. "Oh, you'd love them. There's Andy the lion, who's always up to no good, Ciril the Wolf, who always gets me presents, then there's Tessa, Killy, Jera..."

Kaya rolled along every child, sharing in their personality and deeds. She liked talking to somebody else. Rshoka was never one to listen. She always ordered her around, insulted or demanded something. Good words were foreign to her, as well as proper manners.

Jax was another story. The male cougar had always been kind to Kaya ever since she enrolled for the job. He also helped her innumerable ways, even inviting her to live with him.

Kaya's heart skipped a beat when she remembered that night at the restaurant. She gulped quickly to loosen up her throat, then focused her attention back on her current companion.

"Would you like to have children?" Kaya said, mostly to ward off the silence. His silent huffs and the crickets were only adding to her discomfort, so she rubbed insistently, going down his throat before she pulled back to look into his eyes. "Nod once if you want younglings of your own."

He did, stirring a sense of unease inside Kaya. What did he think of their particular relationship? Was he seeing her as a friend, or as something more? She tried to find the answer, but the quick beats of her heart and the bothersome fuzzies shed a blanket of confusion around her thoughts.

"It doesn't matter. The seed you planted inside me won't take hold. It's...complicated, yes. Weird. Too weird."

Almost as weird as his insistent gaze. Kaya turned her head away for a moment to stare into the distance. After a moment she realized how strange this situation suddenly became. What went wrong? A few minutes ago she was completely happy embracing her mate, and now blood rushed through her veins with foreign purpose.

Kaya slapped her head once. "He's not...I mean he is," she shook her head immediately after. "I don't know actually. What are you?" she whirled on her heels to look upon her majestic male. "Are you my friend? My guardian? My...mate? You can't be that last one. You just...you're feral, alright? And I'm different. You and I belong to different worlds, and no matter how much I tell myself that is a manufactured lie I can't erase this basic truth. You can look at me, lick me, spend your seed inside my womb, but you will never speak or plant your offspring inside my womb."

Kaya panted after her rant. Her stag tilted his head a bit, then looked at her with the same unreadable expression.

"Gah, I need a moment of loneliness," she stumbled back a few steps, if only to get away from him. "I need to pee. Right. That way."

She leaped inside a bush and looked back to see if she was being followed. She wasn't. The stag just took her absence as an opportunity to lounge on his belly.

Kaya immediately felt bad for her fickle outburst. Where did it come from, and why? She had no idea whether it was the seed or the tiredness. She licked her lips twice, only now noticing how dry they were. Thirst. That was her ailment. Kaya squeezed her cunt for a few drops of pee, then came out of her hideout.

"Up," she patted his neck. The stag flicked his ears. "Come on, get up. We have to leave."

Still no answer.

Kaya grabbed him by the antlers and pulled him back as hard as she could. Apart from his ears and a brief jerk of his head, he remained completely unmoving.

"Haah, come on! I'm thirsty. You'll just sleep there while I go around your territory, at night, without somebody to guard me? What if..." she pressed her lips, realizing she was in a protected wildlife reserve where the greatest dangers came in the form of drunk tourists.

"Please come with me. I'm a lousy navigator at night, and there's mosquitoes everywhere. They'll bite me and drain me with their horrible trunks antennae or whatever they have unless your stink keeps them at bay."

He turned his head around, twitching his nose at her.

"What? It's true. You are quite stinky!" Kaya rubbed her foot around his belly to prove her point.

The stag enjoyed it. A speck of pink protruded from his sheath, throbbing its way out with spurting jolts of clear fluid.

"Gosh, you're leaking already. Lets go. Let's....go!"

He finally got up after she tugged a couple more times at his proud antlers. Kaya rounded him. She tried to find a good spot to climb on, but he was tall and strong, and she was short and clumsy.

"Lay down please."

He dipped his head under his belly, then waved his head to the sides.

"Yeah, you're big. It will just take a moment though."

He pointed towards his member again.

"I'm not touching it. I'm not-"

Kaya's words turned into a stifled gasp. His lips rushed forth, drawing half of his cock inside his barely opened mouth. His hips pushed his hindquarters forth with a sudden jerk, sending his nose straight into the clammy fur of his sheath. The stag's tail started shivering furiously. Kaya looked at his balls, then at his tailhole. They were both jerking and spasming, no doubt relieving the pressing urge to mate inside his own maw.

A few drops fell between his lips. Kaya's eyes widened at the wet squelches that followed. The stag arched his back even further. Part of his tongue came out of his mouth, licking furiously around the base of his cock for extra stimulation.

Kaya needed a better view. She lurched towards him, planting her head inches away from his mouth. His cock was lightly held between his trembling jaws for his restless tongue to suck on. He circled the organ with rapid strokes, directing the flow of seed towards his throat, where his eager muscles gulped it all down.

"Wow...you're really doing it. You're sucking your own cock."

The stag was too self absorbed to pay any attention to her. He kept up his lewd suckling until froth emerged along the sides of his mouth. He spat his erection out, forcing Kaya a few steps back.

"Gosh!"

Thick, gooey essence splattered on the grass below. It was definitely thicker than seed. Kaya pushed her hoof through the grass, frowning in dismay.

"What the heck came out of you this time?"

The male cleaned his mouth before nudging his sack. Kaya grabbed it, squeezing it gently between her fingers. It was unnaturally warm compared to the smooth coldness she was used to.

"What's wrong with it? It feels hot. It's like..." she ran a hand towards her pussy. "Drat. You came a lot harder than you did inside me, did you?"

He gave a firm nod of his head.

"Wow. That tongue of yours must really get the job done to get your juices flowing so quickly. Do you even need a female? Looks like you got the pleasure department covered."

Kaya should have expected a warm lick from him. She hugged his head fiercely to her chest and scratched him from neck to chest.

"I was kidding. I know my scent is getting you all horny and riled up. It's been doing the same to me ever since we met. If it wasn't for your seed, I would've gone crazy a long time ago."

She pulled back after a minute or so. Her throat still felt parched, and a quick drink was out of the question since her considerate male drained his sack of all its weight. Fortunately, he was most eager to assist her. Kaya mounted up, fastened her legs around him, then held onto his antlers once he broke into a run.

His stamina held until the full moon rose high enough in the sky to be noticed. Specks of its silvery bounty broke through the canopy, offering patches of light that lit Kaya's path. Her eyesight wasn't the best in the darkness. If this night was darker, she would barely make out the contours of the passing trees. Her stag didn't seem to share her weakness. He passed through the forest's corridors swift as the cold breeze blowing between the leaves above.

"Slow down a bit. It'll do us no good if you exhaust yourself."

The stubborn male slowed down to a trot, not keen on stopping just yet. Kaya knew why a few moments later. Her sensitive ears picked the watery song of a rushing river. She couldn't see it just yet though. Leaning forth, Kaya rubbed her stag's neck.

"You witty bastard. I'm going to have your seed if you drop down from exhaustion once we reach that river. You have my word."

Tasting his delicious virility made her lips wet with desire. A patch of slime already slipped inside the fur she rode upon, making the stag's auburn fur sticky and spiky where her juicy lips kissed it. The sweet scent meddled with his senses. Kaya noticed how his ears jerked every few steps. He wanted to turn around and smell her. His stubbornness to press on just overpowered his arousal...for now.

Kaya gently moved her foot under his belly, sliding close enough between his legs to feel a hint of warmth onto the base of her hoof. It retreated immediately after, leaving behind just a faint spot of the stag's heated desires. He was walking unsheathed. For how long, Kaya didn't know. Her jaws clenched. Braving the cold, the bushes, the ferns and whatever grasses with such a sensitive organ out and about made her feel both uncomfortably and sorry for her horny male. Temptation urged her to just dismount and allow him to spill his desires inside her, but Kaya knew how much he really wanted to reach that river. He was a male, after all, and males always strived to impress and care for those deserving their affection.

She dismounted as soon as they reached the river's bank and rubbed a hand along his side until she met his head. Then, she cupped him in both of her hands and touched her forehead to his. He was so warm. His hot breath rolled between her breasts, traveling down her moistening lips. Kaya bit back her rising lust.

"Thank you for bringing me here. It's your right as a male to care for your female, but it's my right to reward you in any way I see fit."

Kaya spread her legs just a bit. The stag's breath hitched when he inhaled a copious amount of her scent through his flared nostrils. He closed his eyes, shivering with the need to breed.

Kaya slowly unlatched her arms from his neck and turned around. She laid on her fours, exposing herself like a feral female to her precious male. Her scent immediately attracted his attention. The stag lowered his head, flicking his tongue at the air to taste the bounty of scents impregnating her dripping fur.

He was so close now. So close. Kaya braced herself for the touch of his muscular tongue, but she couldn't truly prepare herself for the surge of pleasure that raced through her tensing muscles from the moment her lips squelched with want, drawing the warm invader within their bosom.

"Haah..." her gaze wavered for a moment. Kaya looked with half-closed eyes at her stag, panting just as hard as he did, watching how his tongue pushed within her folds to take what it wanted. He licked with such passion, almost slurping her essence in the feeding frenzy forced upon him by his raging instincts. His member stood at attention, already out of its sheath and dripping with eagerness.

Kaya moaned when she saw it. That's all it took. A simple peek at his fully erect malehood weakened her knees and made her cunt tremble like nothing else.

"Mff...Do it. Take me. Fill me with your seed."

She gasped when his tongue pulled out, and groaned like a feral beast when his tapered length replaced it. He surged through her expecting muscles like a storm, filling her with unbearable waves of heat and ruthless stimulation. Kaya's pussy squelched with the rush of their combined fluids. Precum spurted in waves, joining her hefty lubrication as the stag lodged himself all the way in.

Then, he came. His passion spilled forth from a single thrust. He grabbed the doe with his strong forelegs and shoved himself as deep as his cock allowed, smacking his dangling balls right under Kaya's shuddering pussy.

The shock merely announced the imminent threat of his seed. Kaya's muscles squeezed hard under the impact, and remained locked around the stag's cock as his hot, fertile seed shot forth. Kaya's eyes teared up from the humongous pressure rushing through her muscles. She tensed so hard it hurt, if only to keep the molten load inside her for a couple more moments. Her sensitive muscles resisted against the first spurt and took the second one without complaints, but the third unraveled her resilience. Her strength turned into debilitating weakness. Her knees gave in, and Kaya fell face first into the ground, screaming as hard as she could. Her insides exploded with orgasmic might, and her walls collapsed around the stag's tensing cock, unloading their own heated bounty upon his member.

He grunted out loud, not able to withstand the heated might of her orgasm. He pulled just a bit out, allowing part of their combined fluids to splash onto the ground with a wet squelch before pushing his cock right back in. The penetration augmented his spurt, and his seed sprayed inside her walls, pelting Kaya with a hail of fertile cum.

His tormenting spurt made her walls heave quicker and harder. Writhing on the ground, Kaya tensed and relaxed in rhythm with her pounding pussy. Her tunnel was taken by orgasmic quakes, suckling in the stag's seed with greedy squirts while her own lubrication was pushed forth to clean his member of all impurities. Of course that made him even more eager to release his load. With a powerful thrust, he buried himself again all the way to his sheath, and remained that way until his fierce stream turned into feeble trickles.

Kaya curled her fingers, kicked with her feet, and shivered while her male tapered off inside her. She never got accustomed to the might of his orgasms. First times were supposed to be the roughest, but even now after several matings Kaya felt weak and helpless before the storm of instincts unleashed upon her during the most intense and intimate act two partners could engage themselves in. The pleasure ravaged her like a wild beast. It was intense, strong, and unpredictable. She panted, trying hard to retain her awareness. When the stream of seed stopped pelting her flesh, Kaya finally relaxed a bit. Her muscles were still hard at work, but at least her breath stabilized enough to prevent that terrible choking instinct.

"Hffff....uffff....mhaaaahh," she huffed after the brunt of his essence spilled from his balls. Her belly felt warm and tingly thanks to the copious amount of fresh seed unloaded inside. Kaya tried to keep it all inside, but her fatigued muscles jerked without her accord. Trickles of sticky fluids gushed out from her overflowing cunt to wet the grass below her trembling feet.

"That was...ahh...so good..." she tried to reach his head, then tapped the ground a few times. "Alright. You can go. Aaagh, get off me!"

His weight finally pulled back, relieving her back of all the aching pressure. Kaya rolled on her back as soon as possible, legs spread, lips wide open for the stag's approaching head. He sniffed with obvious interest, but hesitated in poking his tongue out.

Kaya waved him closer. "Just lick it. It's going to come out when we bathe in the river."

He pulled back. Stubborn oaf, he was. With great effort Kaya got up on her feet, allowing ropes of thick, gooey, pearlescent essence to leak out from her swollen sex. She got a hard nudge in the chest for that. Kaya wiped a hand along her dripping folds and smeared the fluid all over the stag's nostrils.

"Like that, eh? Lick it!" she slid between his jaws, forcing the male to lick her messy hand clean.

"See? Told you. Now do you want to groom me properly or let the river claim all your seed?"

He pushed his tongue inside her folds without further delay. Kaya fell on her back as soon as he entered her. Orgasms made her awfully sensitive to stimulation, and even on the ground Kaya crossed her legs, trying her best to resist against the fleshy surface lapping away at her folds. After a dozen licks, her tunnel crumbled once again. Another flood of essence left her pussy, leaving Kaya thoroughly spent and her stag thoroughly satisfied with the amounts of fluid he ingested.

Kaya allowed him to wet himself first. He was getting another erection, and another orgasm would have drained her vitality completely. After a proper mating with an added licking as a bonus, she felt please just to watch her stag run along the river, trampling his legs inside the water or swirling it with his snout. Back in the city people used games, pcs, smartphones or other means to entertain themselves. Here, with wilderness all around them, life was much simpler. Every day consisted of the same pattern. Eat, feed, sleep, mate for those couples lucky enough to do so. Some called that boring, monotonous, or exhausting.

Kaya just found it simple. The more she watched the stag bathing himself in the rushing water, the more she realized how much this kind of life fitted her. She needed no fancy clothes, smart devices or broad access to information she didn't care about. The reservation offered the bare necessities. The shelter of the trees provided as much comfort as any home. She had grasses to eat, fresh water to drink, and a sight most city folks would envy. How many people could see a feral stag bathing himself in the moonlight? Very, very few.

And Kaya counted herself amongst those fortunate ones. She rested and admired her male a bit more before she found the strength to rise. She joined him in the crisp river and played with him under the cold gaze of the moonlight. Kaya always wanted to give him a proper bath, and this was the perfect opportunity for her to see how a clean stag looked like. She guided him onto his belly, then splashed the cold water onto his fur. With broad swipes, she ran her hands from his neck, alongside his back, then under his belly. Not a single patch of fur had been spared. She rubbed his furred sheath between two lithe fingers much to his huffing discomfort and gave his sack a vigorous shake before moving onto his tailhole. Kaya was a bit gentler with that part.

Once she cleansed every part of him, she dropped alongside him in the cold rapids and rolled from side to side, allowing the water to seep deep within her own soggy fur.

Warmth became a needed commodity after they bathed. Kaya rushed towards her male's belly, gripping his neck with an arm to guide his head towards her shivering body. The warm puffs of his breath felt wonderful rolling along her chilly flesh. She kept him there, basking in the surrounding warmth, half wishing she would return the favor.

Opportunity revealed itself when something wet prodded at her bottom. Kaya turned around to see the tip of his member poking out leisurely. She smiled mischievously, winked at him like Rshoka often did, then took his lukewarm member inside the heated comfort of her own lips. He was really wet, and very eager to penetrate something hot and moist. It was a true delight to feel his hungering throbs pound inside his flesh, to taste the first drops of salty precum oozing through his tip, and to lick and suckle his length with love and carefulness as it grew inside her lustful mouth. It was a real treat to service her beloved male. The coldness of the river made his cock deliciously moist and rather sensitive to any form of stimulation. A few circling strokes with her tongue were enough to loosen the seed brewing inside his sack. Kaya grabbed his balls and squeezed them in the same rhythm of his cock once his seed broke loose. She gulped the first spurt down, then pushed her tongue right against his tip to allow the fluid to build up. His savory essence was salty and rather metallic, but also had a sweet playfulness to it. When Kaya's cheeks bloated with strain, she gulped the fluid down in one go, rolling her eyes at how stimulating it felt to feast on her beloved's essence. She licked him fiercely, stimulating his balls and drinking his seed down to the last drop.

Kaya pulled back with a satisfied gasp. She cleaned her lips with a quick lick, then prepared to turn around. Shocking pleasure took hold of her. Without warning, her stag was inside her, lapping at her own juicy cunt. Kaya cried out her peak within mere moments. The taste of his seed made her infuriatingly sensitive, and she spasmed five times, offering the male plenty of fluids to wet his eager tongue.

Once they relieved themselves of these pressing urges, the two cuddled against each other. Kaya had her arms wrapped around the stag's neck, while he held his head under her chest. She wanted to protect him as much as he protected her, and Kaya quickly fell asleep to the soothing gusts of his breath.

When awareness returned to her, she was mostly pleased to see her dearest at her side. The smell of fresh herbs entered her nostrils, enticing her to open her eyes. Kaya slowly did so. She blinked a few times to clear the looming haze, then stretched a hand towards the bundle awaiting just within her reach.

"These are freshly picked," she noticed from the oozing stems. "Really?" she turned around with a bright smile to see her male already awake and eager to please her. She gently pushed his snout away, shoving the herbs right into his twitching nose.

"You left me alone to bring me food?"

He nodded quickly, then pointed towards the nearest trees, where a few ferns were missing their leaves and the grass was beaten and crumpled.

"Peh. Doesn't matter it was a few steps away. You left me alone again! I should punish you for that," she rubbed his chin vigorously, much to his delight. "Oh yes. I will be mean to you. There will be a moment where you're all snuggly and warm, and I will strike. Bam!" she booped his nose with hers. "You will never see it coming..."

She closed her eyes under the veiling warmth and poked out her tongue to meet her beloved in a wet, sticky display of pure love. Kaya licked him all over. She got his nose, his lips, and even his eyes in this little game of who loved the other more. Once their heads were thoroughly covered in sticky saliva, the two came to a temporary truce. Kaya split the bundle of herbs in two. Her gallant male refused to eat, but a quick grip around his malehood solved that particular problem. With every mouthful he swallowed, Kaya gave him another stroke. Her fingers soon became coated in lubrication, and outside motivation was no longer needed. Her stag rolled onto his back, thrusting his legs hard into her arm and pushing his rock hard member all the way inside her pumping fist.

Kaya placed her face in the life of fire as soon as he started to unleash. Pelting spurts of fresh seed hit her face, impregnating her fur with musky essence. Kaya opened her mouth to receive part of the load upon her tongue. Her stag didn't disappoint. The largest girth of his streams fell inside her mouth, feeding her with spurt after spurt of fertile essence.

Kaya pounded his cock. She clamped hard around him, loosened up, and gently rubbed at his rock hard flesh, stirring him with wild bursts of unexpected pleasure. That kept the male going far longer than she expected. He gave out eight healthy bursts, then trickled with another three before his malehood started losing strength. Kaya graciously licked the cum from his fur, then suckled around his sheath, sending his member home with a wet kiss.

That was a better morning meal than she expected. She fed the rest of the herbs to her stag. He needed the strength after liberating such a hefty load. Kaya waited for him while he fed, then straddled his back once she was given the opportunity.

"Where are we heading today?" she patted his neck while he walked along the river's bank. "We can trace this river back to the mountain, or revisit the plains. Oh, I love the plains. Please go there. It's where we first met! Surely you remember the lust plains and the teasing warmth of the midday sun!"

He gave no indication of that, but Kaya still played along.

"Yeah! You'll go there. Definitely. I can't think of any better place to spend the day. What sane deer would prefer those rocky mountains over the even land of the plains or this tangled mess of a forest?"

A stubborn one, apparently. Kaya realized she wasn't heading anywhere closer to her beloved plains once the ferns grew taller and the bushes thickened. She was being taken deeper into this tangled mess of vegetation, and there was nothing she could do aside from throwing unneeded words on deaf ears or kicking her legs annoyingly on the sides. Nothing worked on her stoic stag. Pinching his ears? Less bothersome than the insects buzzing around him. Slapping his neck? Barely a blow. Trying to grab his member mid dash? That was challenging even for Kaya. She reluctantly came to terms with her position. Although she was riding upon a stag's back, she was far from being able to give orders or force him to act against his will. He wasn't a saddled horse heading wherever his bridle was being taken, but a free, majestic creature with its own plans and desires. Kaya needed to understand that. She repeated the same idea around her head until she grew as bored of it as she was of the forest's unusual humidity. The sun grew serious teeth once morning transitioned into noon. Everything green or able of sweating provided ample reserves of water to the sun's evaporating prowess. Kaya was an unwilling victim too. She sweated all over thanks to the inability to quickly cool off in such a different climate.

She wiped her forehead and settled her arms onto the stag's neck. God, she felt wet, especially between her legs. Her other heat made the journey even more annoying. Kaya oozed with desire constantly. She didn't have to think about mating or even males. Her lips just grinded against each other in a contest of mocking kissing. The stimulation wasn't much, just enough to get the juices flowing. Juices that pooled under her lips, making the ride annoyingly stimulating.

Kaya scratched one of her arms. No. She couldn't think of any sex related topic right now.

"How far do you need to go anyway?" she asked, not expecting a particular reaction in return. She has been talking to the stag during the journey, and only the thunder of his hooves answered her. Running really distracted him. Or maybe he held a grudge against her for spilling his seed so quickly.

Kaya didn't care about the reason. She just needed something to distract herself, and right now talking alone helped quite a bit.

"Fine. Don't waste your breath. Drat. I didn't intend that to sound so mean. I'm serious, you know," she rubbed his neck with an up and down motion. "This journey has been rather exhausting for you. You're doing all the hard work transporting my lazy ass while I sit here raving like a lunatic. I need to keep silent. I mean I should be silent, but then I'll think about cocks, balls and god knows what else."

Kaya smiled, tensed her jaws, but couldn't suppress her mirth from bursting forth. "Sheesh, you corrupted me. A few days ago I wouldn't even think of males this way. The only differences I picked were muskier scents and beefer muscles. I never thought about what hides insides their pants because I never knew how a cock looks like. Pathetic, huh? I'm teaching kids for a living and I can't even educate myself on these topics," she frowned for a moment. "Although...I wouldn't need to be teaching them this stuff, of course. No way. My parents literally took this secret to their graves. Yeah... I was left in the dark until your horny ass came along."

Kaya's eyes widened for a moment. She burst out laughing, slapping her hand onto the stag's moistened neck. "Those are Rshoka's words, not mine. She's the crazy roommate I never talked about. She's all mean and naughty and sexy, as she puts it. Brings home all sorts of dubious males. I thought they come by to talk and snack for free. Then I heard their groans, moans, howls, growls and whatever whenever my roommate locked herself in her room. I thought they were playing some sort of aggressive games, but now I know what those bastards were doing, all thanks to you!" she poked one of his ears, making it twitch rather aggressively.

Kaya held onto his horns as she passed between two trees. Her stag slinked right through them, coming out on the other side with a short leap. Kaya yelped for that fragment of a second when she was in the air. She didn't expect her stag to be so strong. Granted, she was lithe, but jumping must have felt really annoying with a heavy bum weighting anyone's back.

"Please don't do that again. I'm not sure how good it is for your back."

She got a quick peek in response. "Whatever, mr gallant. I just want to keep your rumps safe."

After she slapped his flank rather noticeably, Kaya regained her train of thought. "Anyway, lets get back to my naivety. You probably knew about this mating business from your instincts. Hard to miss out when the urges roll in. I'm not sure how pestering it is for males, but the period is rather horrible for us. Ugh, I'm not even sure I should tell you about the bleeding."

He threw his head back. Kaya shielded herself against his horns. "Sheesh, you're eager. Alright, I'll tell you. When that time of the month comes, my belly hurts like hell, I have this omnipresent sensation of peeing burning acid, and my moods shift quicker than a spinning wheel on crack. Is that an eloquent description for you, mr stag?"

No reply.

"Yeah. Be shocked. Or at least feign it. Not like I can tell much from your body language. Cats and dogs are a lot more expressive than your kind. Figures. They have more time to practice while you guys are on alert twenty four seven. Come to think of it, the life of a wild deer would really suck. There's hunters, wolves, cougars, bugs, poison berries, and a lot of other threats to watch out for. Do you think you'd make it in a real territory?"

He jumped again, a bit higher than the last time. Kaya grunted heavily when her pussy smashed into his hard back.

"Don't do that again if you value the safety of your privates."

This time, he looked at her. Kaya couldn't read his expression. He turned too fast and surged too quickly through the empty corridor stretching ahead ahead.

"I am serious, you know. I know the best ways us females can defend against your kind. A swift kick or a punch gets you down a lot faster than a bottle of brandy."

She laughed shortly after. Just imagining herself kicking her stag's nuts was one of the craziest things she ever cooked up.

"Alright let's get back. So you can survive. You have everything it takes. Strong muscles, agile reflexes, maybe even a harem to tend to. What would you do then?"

A short period of silence followed where Kaya thought about the life of a feral female. What would she do if she was part of the harem? Would she cuddle up with him like she did on the bank of the river? Would they share herbs, lick, and mate each other? Would she bear his offspring?

Her pussy clenched hard at the thought. Kaya stifled a gasp. She quickly rubbed a hand through the stag's fur to take his mind away from the undeniable wave of scent that wafted inside his nostrils.

"Whatever. It's not important now that we're in a protected reserve. Heh, figures," she spread her arms around and laughed. "We can bicker about the heat, say a few mean words about these plants, but in the end that's all of it. No wolves. No predators. No danger. We can afford to be nitpicky because we are blessed with all these awesome perks. Don't you agree mr silent?"

No answer. Kaya should have gotten used to that by now, but she still rubbed the back of his neck insistently, hoping to get at least a short grunt.

It didn't happen.

"So tired. So moodless. Maybe we should switch topics to something more stimulating. Have I ever told you how I mated my first feral feline?"

Kaya giggled as her stag came to a sudden stop. He perked his ears in quite the obvious fashion. He was willing to listen, even if his eyes were still fixed ahead. As if that fake impassive attitude could fool her.

"It happened a couple of days before I came here. One of my coworkers, a cougar by the name of Jax invited me to eat out. He got a juicy burger, I got a salad, and we started talking. The food was good, don't get me wrong, but his company made the night more special. As I was chewing on my leaves, Jax told me tales about his adventures, the feline he had at home, and of the many ways they helped each other solve these pressing urges you males seem to suffer from.

"He waaaaaaaas-" Kaya couldn't finish her sentence as her stag suddenly dropped on his belly, shoving his head around with obvious intent. She jumped out of the way of his thickly ramified antlers and stumbled on unsure feet before pointing out an angry finger at her jealous mount.

"Stay there. STAY.THERE! Let me finish my freaking story!"

He was approaching, fast. Kaya jumped out of his way. He was rather quick on those four feet of his, but she was a lot more nimble on hers. Through quick strafing and agile jumps, she managed to avoid the stag's nose bumps.

"He took me to his place," Kaya rounded a tree. "Then he introduced me to his cat," she quickly avoided his thrusting head with a quick jump to the side. "He was lovely, fluffy, warm, and very eager to lick me down there."

The stag huffed at the mention of mating. Kaya whirled on her feet and dashed towards a nearby cluster of trees. The bushes tripped her on the way there, but once she was past their thick foliage the small trees provided an excellent cover from the stag, who poked his head through the leaves to breathe a few hands away from her position.

"It was my first time, of course, and they knew that. The cat took me gently enough. He pushed his nose right between my lips, and licked with long, ecstatic strokes," Kaya ran a hand along her pussy, moaning softly to empathize her point. "Oh, you should've seen him, mr stag. Three strokes. That's all it took for him to purr his heart out. I shivered on my feet. Never I felt so weak, but Jax was right behind me, holding me with his strong arms and poking my ass with his even harder cock..."

Kaya closed her eyes, allowing the warm fuzzies to wash over her in a storm of lust and arousal. Jax was a catchy looking guy, and his feral feline might have been the fluffiest bastard on earth, but neither excited them than the prospect of any tongue or cock piercing the shuddering flesh of her cunt.

The stag smelled her desires. He stomped his feet into the ground, one at a time, while his ears twitched nervously and his nostrils flared with the need to breed. It felt almost cruel to keep him on edge like that, but Kaya couldn't help herself. She had to get back at him for being so secretive about his quest, not to mention being so morose during the journey.

"He thrust inside me, that Jax. Took me right after his cat finished tonguing me. His barbed cock speared right through my pussy, scratching me so hard I fell on my knees..." Kaya shuddered. Two fingers poked the edges of her glistening lips. She slinked inside with a slimy noise, then spread her flesh to the sides, allowing her stag a good look into the gaping, heated, fluid soaked depths of her gender.

"He was big, hard, and rough. His barbs scraped me so hard I came on the spot. And as I fell, with my throat torn between shouting his name and screaming in bliss, the cat rolled on his belly. His raging cock jutted out right in my face, and I took his slimy length between my trembling lips."

Kaya huffed softly. "Ahhh...I can almost feel their seed bursting inside me from two sides at the same time. One cat to fill my mouth, while the other stuffed my pussy from behind. I swallowed both their loads, losing myself to the wild orgasm clawing its way through my flesh. Mffff...." Kaya inserted her squelching fingers inside, pumping in and out of her folds with terse strokes. "Just thinking of them makes me want to cum so bad. The way Jax thrust...like an enraged beast..."

The trees shook. Kaya was too lost in her fantasies to notice. Her body was paralyzed by heat, her feet refused to move, and her fingers reached deep inside to scratch the source of her bliss. Just as she opened her eyes, the stag shoved his head into her chest.

The ground shifted. Kaya saw the trunks of the trees rolling too fast before her eyes. In a second, she was staring at the canopy, and at the cold, oozing nose stroking along her leg.

"Sheesh..." she crawled back from the horny stag. His member was fully erect, spitting quick waves of cloudy fluid, and his muscles bulged with strain. With a tilt of his head, he worked his horns between the trees and pushed his head towards her crevice far quicker than Kaya could move.

She moaned out loud when his tongue sunk inside her eager flesh. Fettered by desire, Kaya remained there, allowing him to take what he wanted. The stag ate her out with ravenous licks, swirling his tongue inside her folds, lapping at her needy lips, sucking every drop that oozed out of her tunnel.

"Mhh...get...get back..." her weak hands wrapped around his proud antlers, gently shoving him away. He wasn't willing to budge, not when he had such a fertile nest to bury his tongue into.

Kaya took a deep breath and shoved herself back as hard as she could. Her pussy squelched, leaving translucent strings for the stag to lick at.

"I'll come to you. Just stay there."

He might have been aroused, but not stupid. As soon as Kaya found purchase on her feet, he pulled his head back, trying to work his antlers between the juvenile trees.

"Stop. You'll hurt yourself. Stop!"

He didn't cease squirming until she lunged forward to lay a hand on his forehead. Kaya kissed him sweetly right on his nose, then looked into his glistening eyes.

"I haven't done it with them. It was made up. All of it."

He nuzzled her chest, breathing strong gusts of warm air. Kaya rubbed his neck, kissing him sweetly until their tongues met. They shared a wet, passionate kiss, then broke apart to clean the sticky saliva off their dripping chins.

"Wow. You're eager. I haven't expected a lie to get you so worked up. Wasn't all fake though. The dinner happened, but fucking felines? Nah. Wasn't even tempted," Kaya chuckled. "Jax is a very good friend of mine. He may have made sweet eyes at me once in a while, but he knew his chances are slim. Heck, I didn't even know what sex is until I met you!"

He licked around her neck, breathing hard and spurting even harder. Kaya heard his jets. They came out in a rush, pelting the ground below with wasted fertility.

"I'm going to get your antlers out. Stay put for a bit."

Her deft hands sneaked him out of the wooden prison. As soon as he was free, the horny male lifted himself on two legs. His cock surged with strength, unleashing long streams of musky urine. Kaya stepped into the warm, pelting waves, allowing her fur to be stained by his virile odor. It made her feel wanted. It made her eager for the warm seed that followed.

She dropped on her fours as soon as his legs found the ground and turned around, pushing her pussy right in his face. He didn't bother licking her this time. His front legs came down on her sides, stomping the ground inches away from her curling fingers. Kaya knew what was about to happen. She clenched her muscles and steeled her mind, yet even so she couldn't prevent the feral scream that left her throat when his long, hard member speared through her insides. Within a single thrust, he was all the way inside her. Within a single stroke, he broke loose, flooding her womb with erratic spurts of hot, fertile seed.

Like last time, Kaya's face kissed the cold ground. Grasses tickled at her ears, poked against her eyelids, entered her mouth as her scream was muffled by the humid earth. The gushes of hot seed felt unbearably good inside her. They rammed with such force that her muscles remained halfway clenched, supplying her heated blood with unending reserves of orgasmic heat. The pressure built up. Her breath became weak and staggered. Tears fell from her eyes, and starts speckled her vision.

Kaya backed into the stag's cock with all her might. A wild groan escaped her pleasure-torn throat, mixing with the male's own desperate huffs. He hasn't expected his female to thrust back into his cock like that. Kaya quickly humped back and forth, driving her seed soaked cunt right along his pounding erection. The stag's cock wriggled wildly inside her. It rubbed against her walls, tickled her innermost muscles, and sprayed its essence up, then down, then to the sides, forcing Kaya to clamp her jaws shut. She clawed into the ground, her body trembling all over as the pleasure peaked within her bosom. She hasn't expected such wonderfully intense pleasure to explode within her drenched flesh. The stag's seed shot all over the place, and she spasmed down hard, driving his cock deeper and bathing it with rushing waves of unspent heat.

His legs caved in. Kaya burst with a feral groan and fell on her side, where her lover's legs grabbed her petite body and shoved it against his belly. He was still cumming. Kaya felt his seed spraying inside her womb as much as she was aware of the generous amount of fluids trickling from her clamping lips. Wet squelches erupted every time her lips melt, pushing out wave after wave of sticky, cloudy essence.

The stag thrust hard. His furred sheath plugged her cunt good. Kaya moaned loudly when his cock delved just a little deeper. She felt thoroughly stuffed by his fertile semen. Playful warmth bloomed in her belly, sending trickles of tingling delight with every contraction of her restless muscles. The seed was too precious to waste. Even if she had more than enough inside her womb, Kaya still reached a shaky hand towards his sack. She gripped his heaving balls and squeezed them gently inside her grip. The stag trembled with weakness. His spurts started losing strength. Kaya stroke his sheath, massaged his balls, and milked her lover down to the last drop.

Then, she finally let out a sigh of relief. The stars slowly vanished, leaving behind the verdant forest and the thick smell of seed permeating the air around them along with the pungent tint of sweat, urine, and the savory smell of her own heat. Kaya didn't budge. She remained locked within her stag's grip in a puddle of their own making, savoring the weak tingles rushing through her depleted flesh. Soothing coldness washed over her fatigued muscles. Her lips still trembled around the stag's retreating member. She pushed herself harder against his crotch, whimpering softly as a weak dribble washed inside her overflowing lips.

"That felt so good...So good..." she caressed her mate's chin, feeling his thumping heart thunder in his chest. Mating weakened a male. She saw it in the hefty breaths leaving his opened maw, heard it within his muscular chest, felt it upon his sweat soaked fur.

"I'm not going anywhere. Take as long as you need, dear. You gave me a stuffing to remember."

When their frantic breaths calmed down, Kaya stood up. Trickles of gooey warmth made their way down her thighs. She wiped them quickly with a hand, pushing the curious snout away.

"We wasted enough time as it is. Get on your belly, and let us ride wherever the heck you want," Kaya took a quick look at the sky. "Hopefully we'll find a cozy shelter before the midday is upon us."

She climbed onto him, messy as she was, and held on to his antlers. Only that she didn't exactly need to. Her stag was anything but energetic right now. He started with a maladroit pace, and kept it that way for a good number of minutes.

Kaya wasn't thoroughly frustrated with him. Orgasms tamed every negative emotion. She couldn't be angry, sullen, or regretful after she tasted that sweet dose of mind bending pleasure. Perhaps Rshoka wasn't as vile as Kaya first though. This kind of pleasure did get addictive rather fast.

"No. I won't be like her," Kaya said with a firm shake of her head.

Her stag turned around, ears flicking with curiosity. Kaya rubbed his forehead. "I'm just rambling. Nothing to concern your antlery head with."

But he was interested. That much was certain when his insistent gaze remained fixated on her. Not even rubs or ear grabs stole his attention.

"Fine. I'll just think out loud if you want. Just keep walking, running, or whatever before the sun grows teeth."

Kaya sighed softly once her mount resumed his lazy shuffle through the vegetation. She wanted to just kick her legs at his sides and shout a stupid joke. That worked wonders on horses, yet her stag was something more. Kaya didn't want to incur any further delays. Riding bare was fun only at the start. Her oozing lips became slightly irritated by the constant back and forth motion. Noticeable smells wafted from their messy coats, and the constant sounds made by her squelching, grinding pussy started scratching away at her benevolent mood.

"I was thinking of my roommate. She's a wolf, and..." Kaya rolled her eyes. "You probably don't even know what a room is. It's a home. And mate is a friend. Kind of. I wasn't on the best of terms with mine. Rshoka is...different," Kaya paused for a bit. "She likes the city and loves bringing home all kinds of strangers. She took more cocks inside her than I care to count, and I had no idea," Kaya laughed, remembering how annoyed she got when she tried to read one of her books over the passionate din happening next door.

"They were screaming and howling right next to my room, and I had no idea what they were doing. Can you believe that? Sheesh, mr Stag. I was dense!" she dug a hand into his shoulder and scratched quickly. "Kind of like your muscles, actually. It would take me years of training to get this kind of physique. I'd love to learn how you did it."

Kaya bit her words right after she said them. Her stag lunged into a dash, and she reached for his antlers, holding on for dear life during the burst of speed. Once his thundering strides evened out, she found the courage to continue.

"I was thinking that mating can become addictive. Rshoka definitely had this issue. Me? I've no idea! Maybe I need more time. Or more seed inside me!"

She laughed in the whooshing wind. This was life. Traveling astride a wild stag's back, with nature all around her. Kaya enjoyed the thrill of riding with a closed mouth so she could focus on every detail. The warm wind, brushing through her fur, the ferns whipping at her legs, her stag's muscles shifting underneath her with every mighty stride. Rhsoka could keep her males. Heck, she could even keep the house. With every passing minute spearing through the undergrowth, Kaya became more enamored with her surroundings.

The thrill lasted only as long as her stag's stamina. Once he slowed down, Kaya's fascination slowly diminished. She blinked a couple of times to moisten her eyes and reached a hand forth, rubbing between his twitching ears.

"That was awesome! Rest a bit now, and don't worry. I'll keep your mind off the flies and the ferns with whatever stories I can make up. I have only one request though. When we run, I keep silent. This landscape might be usual for you, but I've spent years dreaming of living in a forest not unlike this reservation you call home."

The arrangement was made. Kaya spoke about her life, starting from her childhood and following up with her first job, her first date, her first time in college and so on. There were a lot of boring first times to keep track of. Kaya focused on each of them though. If the stag was of a similar mind, he could have found the city a rather interesting place to be, and her boring life quite adventurous. She paused her train of thought during a second dash, and continued rambling about Rshoka. She had few good words to say about her. Kaya felt rather relieved to talk so openly. Here in the wilderness she could insult Rshoka in whatever way she desired. If that happened in her apartment, she would've been kicked out on the spot, slapped, stripped of her belongings and probably raped by one of those lustful males.

But not here. Astride on a feral male's back, Kaya felt more secure than ever, and she enjoyed every moment spent in his company.

Only near noon her mood started to fester under the sun's heating rays. The air became rather stifling. The pungent smell of sweat rose from the stag's heated body. Kaya ran a hand along his neck and grimaced when her palm got impregnated with snakes of warm sweat.

"I think we should rest for a bit. You've been running for at least a couple of hours."

He threw her a quick glance and stubbornly pressed on. Infuriating creature. Kaya half expected him to blindly charge towards whatever secret location he had lodged below those proud antlers sprouting from his skull. That's how males were: stubborn to a fault. Still, the landscape did shift a little. The vegetation grew even thicker. Few clear corridors could be spotted between the cluster of trees. Ferns were everywhere, growing on the sides, around the base of the trees, and even inside some of the smaller bushes. Those were the most annoying menace. Even her mighty stag sometimes took detours to avoid impaling his fragile coat upon the menacing spikes sprouting from twisted brambles.

The most irritating factor was the heat. Kaya wiped off her brow and flapped his arms to the sides to keep the air flowing. Her fur might have been adapted to heat, but her body wasn't prepared for the startling humidity impregnating the heated air. Without the ability to evaporate, the sweat trapped within her fur felt like a tightly wrapped winter jacket.

"Gah, this is bad," Kaya said. She wiped the stinging sweat from her eyes and patted the stag's neck to get his attention. "Can you smell a water source nearby? Maybe hear the trickling of a river? I'm dying for a drink."

He gave a firm nod of his head. Kaya laid back with a sigh of relief. "Good. Lead the way please. I'll just hang here in the back and try to survive until we get there."

Kaya tried very hard to avoid venturing anywhere near her pussy, but her will was weak, and the desire to scratch too strong. She just couldn't help herself from pushing a finger between her lips. She immediately swallowed a gulp of saliva, letting out a soft moan when she sunk inside the dripping walls. She was thoroughly soaked there, and more sensitive than she expected. Kaya shoved her hand out and quickly slapped her face.

"Bad idea. Bad. Just...yeah. No touching. No scratching. No sniffing. Drat, there isn't anything I can do aside from waiting. Freaking waiting..."

She pushed her stag's head away when he expressed his intense desire of cleaning her pussy. "I'll handle myself. Just find our water source."

Kaya hated to be so blunt, but desperate situations required desperate measures. She itched fiercely. In every corner of her body there was a patch of fur begging to be scratched. Kaya did her best, though the most infuriating itch dwelled deep within her pussy. Without fresh seed inside her womb or a hard cock to stimulate her needy passage, Kaya's pussy began to shudder out of its own accord. Trickles of fluid constantly leaked between her squelching folds, slithering along the stag's auburn fur until they met the ground.

Time passed so slowly. Kaya endured minutes. Then, those minutes seemed to stretch into hours. Every beat of her heart sent another shudder along her body. Her lips tensed, expelling a fresh load of liquid heat. She slammed her thighs shut. The ripple sent a surge along her spine, making every muscle in her body feel weak aside from her pounding pussy.

"Ahhh..." she tensed her jaws and dug her fingers into the stag's muscular neck. Her head leaned towards one of his ears. "Please find that water source. Please..." Kaya whispered. "I can't handle this heat anymore. It's eating me from inside out..."

He broke into a dash as soon as the last word left her lips. With a startled yelp, Kaya wrapped her arms around his neck. She held on to dear life as the trees whipped by her at startling speed. The thunder of her stag's hooves was all she heart. The quakes of his strides pounded her belly. The huffs leaving his maw were twice longer than hers. Kaya only had words of admiration for such a magnificent being. If only she could speak them...

The journey ended rather quickly. Kaya jumped off and leaped straight into the lake, washing away the heat along with the hefty amounts of sweat. She heartily invited her stag to do the same. His reluctance finally shattered when she pelted his head with cold droplets of water, and he joined her inside the lake's bosom. She had a lot of fun with him there. They swam around each other, played, then helped each other in rinsing their fur. Kaya had a much easier time than the male. Her dexterous hands grabbed every part of his body and reached everywhere, including the insides of his sheath. She poked only a finger there and lingered just for a few seconds, making sure that grimy seed marked urine had no chance to fester inside. His balls were also properly cleaned, as was his tailhole.

When Kaya's turn came, she just had to wait for his nose to poke around her neck and lick her face. There wasn't much for a feral stag to do than trying to stay afloat. Kaya made a comment about his hooves. She immediately regretted her jape when something hard touched her square in the pussy. Kaya slapped him like she would any other male and retreated on the bank to dry herself.

The stag quickly joined her. They both engaged in a mutual drying session. He used his tongue, she took full advantage of her hands, and soon both of them were completely dry apart from a certain place nestled between their legs.

Kaya had a particularly strong desire to feast on the juicy cock poking at her side. She always liked how cold water enhanced the sensitivity. She also wanted to feel those hot streams of seed washing inside her cunt more than she wanted to swallow them.

With a needy groan, she crawled out of his embrace and placed her pussy right in his face. She got a couple of licks for her lewd display, but Kaya slapped the lustful stag, making her intentions to be bred well known. He took her swiftly. Within one leap, he got onto his feet. During another, he straddled her form and pushed his growing erection right inside her needy sanctuary.

Kaya's eyelids trembled with strain. She tried to hold back this time, to prevent the bursting pleasure from ravaging her like a wrecking ball, but with such a firm cock inside her most sensitive of places, she found it impossible to last for more than a couple of strokes. Kaya screamed. She screamed as hard as her muscles convulsed around the stag's spurting length. As soon as his seed broke loose, Kaya slammed herself into his sheath. He fell, just like the last time, and she collapsed along with him. Only that this time Kaya wanted a lot more than to be filled by his spurting essence. With her hands firmly secured onto his body, she climbed onto his belly and started thrusting into his erection just like her roommate did: fast and sudden. His cock slid swiftly through her needy lips, revealing its pink length between the terse thrusts of her bottom. It tensed every time she hit his sheath, rewarding her efforts with strong ropes of fertile semen.

Kaya grimaced hard. The pressure in her loins became an unbearable hazard of orgasmic delight. She managed to ride his long cock for a couple more strokes, then fell hard upon his whole length, keeping that member tightly lodged inside her clamping walls. She spasmed quickly and ruthlessly, drawing forth his essence right from his balls. She groaned out loud, while the stag kicked his legs weakly and crackled his own unbearable grunts. He felt unbearably good inside her. Kaya knew that from the might of his spurts. Her pussy massaged him so quick and so hard he barely had any time to rest, allowing for an almost continuous stream of liquid heat to pour through her tunnel and spill inside her needy womb.

Kaya collapsed upon his belly as soon as she rode over the peak of her pleasure. They both panted like a pair of exhausted beasts that just dragged a heavy burden. When her breath steadied, Kaya rewarded the male with quick kisses and licks around his snout. He tried to return the affection, but the hard orgasm took a heavy toll. Kaya propped her head under his head and closed her eyes. She allowed his warmth to seep inside her shivering flesh. Although she was thoroughly sweaty and the sun remained strong as ever, the intense pleasure exhausted her too.

Kaya didn't know how long she slept, only how quickly she was to get up at her stag's insistent prodding.

"I'm awake. No reason to get your mucus all over my fur."

He playfully shoved his nose into her chest, only to be rewarded with a mighty shove in return. Kaya pushed his big butt all the way towards the water. Then, she threw her whole weight against him, sending both of them crashing into the shallows. A bath was just the thing they needed. The cold water reinvigorated Kaya's dormant senses and also washed her fur for the upcoming journey.

She regretted not having a bottle or a container for the precious water. Less than an hour must have passed since they departed from the lake, and she was already covered in the same annoying sweat. Kaya pinched her legs or slapped her hands every time a complaint threatened to escape her mouth. She vowed to be strong and unyielding like her stag. For that, she had to keep silent no matter what. That meant she ignored the pestering insects buzzing past her ears every few seconds, turned a blind eye to the pretty birds flying between the trees, and scrunched her nose whenever a musky wave hit her nostrils. When he wasn't running, her stag got helplessly aroused. The crave for his cock turned the soft trickle of lubrication into a veritable pool of heated arousal. Kaya felt embarrassed to get wet so infuriatingly quick. She pinched her flank yet again, keeping her eyes forward. Distraction. Numbers. Sheep, kids, something! She had to take her mind off mating, plants, sweat and heat.

And her stag provided the perfect incentive when he suddenly came to a stop. Kaya was about to inquire why, but her hands were a lot quicker than her mouth. She reached towards the stag's antlers as he raised on his hind legs, and almost grabbed one of them if the gravity wasn't so ruthlessly quick. Kaya fell. A hard groan drew the breath out of her chest when her back met the resilient ground underneath. She shook her head off the impact, then blinked. The stag was gone. All that was left were traces of his scent and the trembling leaves of the nearby ferns.

Kaya had no idea what just happened. She pushed herself on her bottom, looked around, and sighed. Why did he throw her off? Why did he vanish? Where could he possibly go? These sorts of questions tickled her on the wrong side of the brain.

"Fuck it," Kaya stood up and brushed the debris off her butt. "He wants to jack off or suck his cock alone? Fine! I don't need his horny ass to fill my pussy. Hear that, asshole? I can do it myself!"

Kaya pushed three fingers inside her walls. She winced at first. Despite the lubrication, her touch felt unbearably stiff. She gently prodded her walls and poked at her clit, only to obtain the same irritating discomfort.

The ferns moved. She plopped her hand out, crossing her hands above her breasts.

"I'm not coming to you. No way. You'll have to come to ME and make up for whatever weirdness you pulled a minute ago."

He did. Kaya squinted her eyes, eager to unload her pent-up frustrations through a barrage of verbal threats. There was a small problem though. The one she wanted to insult wasn't exactly here. Her eyes slowly widened, acquiring the beady shape of ripe grapes when another stag emerged from the underbrush. He was slightly smaller than hers, with shades of brown splotched around his messy auburn fur and a pair of antlers not quite as ramified as her mate's.

"Shit. Oh shit. It's not him...definitely not him," Kaya mumbled to herself to alleviate the sudden panic that slithered along her spine in waves.

"Stay there!" She held a hand forward as the stag slowly advanced towards her. "Just stay put. Stay there!"

He definitely wasn't stopping. Kaya knew her words fell on deaf ears when his nostrils widened eagerly. The stag blinked fast, then shook his head, half-opening his huffing maw to let out a long breath of desire.

Kaya quickly covered her pussy with her other hand. Fuck. He could smell everything she did, and the air was heavy with the aroma of arousal and fertility. The stag, like any male, was naturally overwhelmed by the desire to mate. His wet member came out of his sheath instantly, spraying bursts of urine upon the grass.

Kaya looked behind her, whipping her eyes from one tree to the next. Blast it, all were too big and too tall to be climbed, and the nearest cluster lay at least a few hundreds strides away. She was never going to make it with a horny stag chasing her ass.

"Put. Stay put," she whispered, her breath shaky and scared. "We'll sort it out, alright. Just go back to whatever bush you came from and-"

He charged towards her. Kaya threw herself out of his way. Her nimble feet avoided his bulk by a generous margin, but couldn't maintain her balance once she touched ground. Kaya lurched to the sides, then groaned, meeting the ground on her knees. She had to get up, quick. Get up and run as fast and far away as possible. She pushed the ground with both hands. The momentum allowed her to take an unsure leap forward before unexpected weight shoved her face first into the grass.

Kaya spat the debris. The stag was right behind her. She felt his warm belly and slimy member poking under her tail. Kaya desperately crawled forward, but that was just an invitation for the feral stag to lick her most intimate of places. With her juicy pussy squirting its essence right in his nose, the male couldn't help himself from tasting her eager lips.

"Mfhhhaaaah..." Kaya trembled with perverse eagerness. She placed one hand before the other, forcing her uncooperative knees to follow. It was difficult. Her muscles tensed up, and her pussy squelched with wet, needy sounds as the stag's eager tongue took what it wanted.

Kaya tried to kick his nuts. Her hoof barely lifted off the ground. Overwhelming weakness washed over her in the throes of a premature orgasm. Kaya took another step. Then another. The swirling tongue pulled back. A heartbeat passed.

Then, something equally wet and several times more rigid replaced it. Kaya propped her weight on one arm. She slapped the beast's belly, grabbed into his fur, and kicked at his legs. Nothing deterred the eager male. Once he felt the promising shelter of warm flesh, he thrust himself forward with a slamming force so strong it made Kaya's body quake under the impact.

She jerked forth, then met the ground head-on. This wasn't her loving stag, nor her mate. He was feral, and in the blink of an eye Kaya understood just how deep that trait went when his rock hard cock speared through her bottom like a hot knife through butter. Overwhelming pain seared through her lower belly as his cock entered her all the way inside the wrong hole. A single burst of hot seed sprayed inside her virgin muscles, sharp and painful compared to her mate's silky ejaculation.

A heartbeat. That's all it took for the feral stag to impregnate her with his seed. He pushed in, gushed out his essence, then removed his cock before Kaya's body had the chance to cope with the overwhelming burst of stimulation. Her body froze in shock. Her heart leaped wildly in her chest, her ass muscles clamped heavily, still clutching for the cock that was there moments ago, and her throat refused to draw in proper breath. A mix between a choke and a moan came out, matching the pacing of her trembling jaws.

"Ach.....ah....ack...." her maw clattered without her accord as wisps of flame rushed around her violated insides. He came too fast. Too fast, and too strong. The whipping pain lashed her muscles every time they clenched, but it also triggered the soothing waves of bliss rushing through her other tunnel. The feel of a cock anywhere inside triggered Kaya's need to breed. Her pussy gushed more lubrication, spread wider, and felt a lot more receptive to any touch.

None greeted her. Kaya blinked once. Fresh tears latched onto her eyelashes, and she looked back to see the feral stag fix his head upon the same bush he earlier emerged from. A moment later, the leaves parted to reveal yet another male. This one was bigger, slightly more muscular, with proud antlers, fiery fur, and two magnificent eyes.

Kaya's heart swelled with joy. Her mate was finally here to save her from that feral beast. The two seized each other for a couple more moments, walking around each other, assessing their strength and weaknesses. Then, the feral stag threw himself at her mate, and their antlers crashed with a wooden thud.

The two males locked themselves into a serious conflict, and all Kaya could stare at were their members. Both had their cocks almost completely out. Streams of cloudy urine latched onto the grass and flew onto their bellies with every clash. The virile scents sent her nostrils ablaze and nurtured her already enflamed instincts. Never had she witnessed such a primal contest. The way their muscles bulged before a blow and how they rippled with every clash made Kaya pant with pent-up desire. She was worried for her mate, sure. The feral's antlers caught him on the side a couple of times, and the smell of blood mixed in with the pungent haze of urine and musk. Kaya wanted to help her mate. She wanted to do something, anything to turn the tide in his favor.

But her trembling muscles and fettering instincts froze her in place. She was still hurting from the feral's unexpected penetration. She was still weak, helpless, and much too eager to mate to risk her own safety.

So she remained stuck on the ground, watching the fight until her mate drove the many tips of his antlers into his opponent's side and crashed him into a three. The rival's throat erupted with a painful groan. He shoved himself wildly in every direction, and scampered off into the vegetation as soon as he was able.

"You did it..." Kaya dragged herself towards her mate. "You won. Gosh, you're bleeding. Stay there. Let me patch those wounds up."

He came towards her with the same gleam in his eyes as the previous male. Kaya reached towards his head, but he quickly moved out of the way. His flaring nostrils rounded her body until they found her pussy.

"He didn't...haaah," Kaya gasped when the wave of warmth met her sensitive lips. "He didn't mate me. Just....just..."

She couldn't finish. Her mate, the loving stag that treated her with so much adoration and respect now huffed for her cunt like an eager beast. His breath rolled in waves over her pussy, and his tongue shortly followed, tasting her lips with a single stroke before his neck straightened to tower above her.

"What...what are you..."

Kaya knew the answer as soon as his legs came on either side. She opened her mouth to groan, to tell him to pull back, but the male's cock pierced her before she had any chance to speak. He slid inside like silk, filling him with his whole lubricated length. Kaya eagerly gripped around his length. She clamped twice around his member, moaning softly at how incredibly good it felt to knead his rock hard flesh.

Then, she clamped her jaws with a stifling whimper as bursts of heat washed inside her walls. It wasn't seed. These streams fell in short bursts upon her flesh and stung at the contact.

"N-naaah," Kaya shook her head. "Don't...Don't...he didn't-didn't cum inside me."

The stag didn't care. He remained firmly lodged inside her, washing her flesh with his musky fluid. The smell gave an immediate indication on what that was, along with the stinging feeling. He was peeing inside her.

"Don't. Don't!" Kaya tried to crawl away, only to have her pussy stuffed with his trembling erection. "He didn't cum inside me. Didn't fill me you stupid stag!"

She slapped, kicked, groaned. Nothing helped her get away. Nothing stopped the jerking streams from cleaning the lubrication from her flesh and irritating her sensitive insides.

"Gaaaaah!" Kaya groaned her rising frustrations. She wanted to cum so badly, and her dearest male stole that desire away from her.

Only when his stream finished he pulled himself out. Kaya was about to roll on her belly and take her revenge on his stupid ass before his tongue rushed through her pussy. She bit her anger, swallowing it up when that tongue went deeper and deeper. The gooey saliva felt divine upon her flesh, and the stag's tongue helped spread it until Kaya's groans turned into huffs of lustful eagerness.

"Take me... Pleeeeeeaseeee...breed me."

Kaya's overzealous pussy was filled as soon as the words rolled out of her lips. She howled in bliss when she felt that slimy cock carefully slither its way inside her. She breathed quickly, clamping around her stag's pumping girth every time he thrust. He was a lot more eager to breed than the feral, and much more resilient at keeping his seed inside. Kaya gritted her teeth when his sheath kissed her wet lips, then hissed with bliss when he slowly slid out, only to push himself back in. He spurted a lot of warm precum. That pent-up fluid lubricated her to the brim, allowing for quick, intense penetration.

After a dozen thrusts, he came. Like the last time, and the many times before, Kaya failed to remain on her fours. She collapsed on the ground, writhing and moaning as spurt after spurt of hot seed shot inside her womb. The stag thrust his sheath hard against her lips to hold his trembling cock in place while it unloaded his potent essence. The shivers amplified Kaya's pleasure. She too trembled with orgasmic strain, milking her beloved stag down to the last drop.

He pulled out when he finished. A hefty gush of their combined fluids left along with his cock. Kaya mumbled something between her trembling lips. Then, she blinked, hard and fast to clear the starts speckling her vision.

"So good...so good..." she crawled under the male's belly, massaging him lovingly until her breath steadied.

After a sliver of strength returned to her depleted body, Kaya moved on to treat his wounds. She had little knowledge on what herbs helped with the healing process, and little in the ways of supplies.

"I hope you don't mind a bit of self-made medicine," she smiled warmly, then delved two fingers inside her pussy. She was so warm, and so hot down there. Kaya gathered the copious concoction filling her walls upon her fingers, then quickly smeared it along a thin gash.

Her stag didn't even blink at the contact.

"Doesn't it hurt?" Kaya asked as she rubbed along the sore flesh. "I used to scream like a child whenever I got the faintest scratch. Yeah," she laughed. "I was one of those spoiled kids. You're a different story though."

Kaya replenished her essence, then smeared the gooey ropes along the stag's wounded flank. She rubbed slowly around the crimson marred fur to lubricate it. Only then she pressed a bit harder, making sure she properly cleaned the wound. The stag didn't even flinch. She felt proud, happy to have such a perfect mate.

"That fight was the most amazing thing I've seen. The way you moved around that bastard, how you grabbed and pounded into him, and the way your muscles contracted was...it was beautiful. Makes me wish I was as strong as you. That bastard had me on my knees with a single prod of his snout. I couldn't stand up to him. If it weren't for you, I'd..."

She shook her head. "Doesn't matter what I would have done. You came and chased him away. You took these wounds so that I can be safe. Bah," Kaya stood up. "Seed? Lubrication? I'm not even sure if this does anything. For all I know every stag in the area can be attracted by my scent, and if it's not stags it's flies or other stupid insects!"

He looked at her. Kaya stared back, until his nose touched one of her hands. She murmured softly when his tongue came out to lick between her fingers. Kaya rubbed his chin for a bit, then dropped on her knees to plant a quick kiss on his nose.

"Tell you what. You pick a reward. Anything. And I'll stop bickering and complaining like a whiny bitch. Deal?"

His sliding tongue was a answer enough. Kaya didn't want to get all the merit though. She crawled along his belly and clutched his exposed sheath between her fingers.

"I'll release your seed way faster than you can make me cum, so just quit it. Quit it before...hnnnghhhh."

He was a feisty bastard, and a stupid one at that. Kaya pushed his sheath all the way back, exposing his half-aroused cock for her viewing pleasure. She waited a bit, enjoying the musky smells and her stag's tongue upon her folds. Then, he pushed deeper inside, causing her to buck her hips in response.

"You'll...you'll cum before me," she bowed her head and took his member inside her mouth.

The stag started twitching under the insistent wriggles of her tongue. His sensitive flesh had no chance at holding back inside something as hot as a cunt and equally moist. Kaya started bobbing her head up and down along his smooth length to further emulate a thrusting motion.

Her stag enjoyed it a bit too much. She saw it in the way his legs trembled, in how his muscles tensed with sudden spasms. Salty spurts of precum oozed from his tip. Kaya held them inside even as her cheeks started to bloat. Unbearable heat was exactly what she wanted, along with further stimulation. She grabbed his sack with one hand while the other ventured even farther, sliding towards his tensing pucker. Strong, rhythmic contractions took hold of his anal ring. Every time they tensed, a fresh wave of precum invaded her mouth.

Kaya swallowed in one go and grabbed hard onto his balls. The male's legs went suddenly limp. His cock acquired the strength of stone. She was well aware of what was going to happen next, and he wanted him to enjoy it more than ever.

Kaya slid her head forth. Her nose met the wet fur of his sheath, followed by her mouth. The stag's cock tickled the roof of her mouth, but Kaya closed her eyes, focused on the plump shape of his balls. She played each between her fingers, fast and sudden. Then, when she felt the metallic taste of cum oozing inside her mouth, Kaya pushed her fingers against his tailhole, penetrating the stag just as his seed broke loose.

Her mouth was invaded by a flood of rich, tasty essence. She gulped down greedily, making sure to stimulate his balls, wriggle her fingers inside his warm tailhole, and play her tongue around his length to feed his eager contractions. The poor male huffed with desperation as he soared over his peak. His tongue went slack on her folds, too focused on the liquid pleasure leaking through his cock.

Kaya played with his male parts until he tapered off, then released his spent cock from her mouth, gulping down the slivers of cum with a satisfied sigh.

"I win this round, dear stag, but you may have the chance to take the next one. And no," she turned around to kiss his damp snout. "Licking me there won't earn you the big prize. I'm thinking of trying something new. I mean, I just did it with my fingers so it's not that new, but still innovative. What do you say? Shall we try the other hole next time?"

He looked at her with great satisfaction and equal confusion.

"We won't do it now, silly," Kaya grabbed his head and cuddled near his belly. "It's just food for thought for the next time. I suggest you make it quick though, unless you want that other stag to beat you to it."

Kaya laughed as he tried to sniff between her legs. "He really did me in the ass. Do you want me to turn around and show you?"

With a sweet lick over her face, Kaya had no option but to turn around and expose her bottom. She giggled at his eager whiffs. Males were so silly sometimes. They took competition way too seriously, yet that was something she could use to her advantage. The stamina of a stag never let her down so far. She felt his member prodding for her pussy, and it wasn't long before Kaya's innocent laughter acquired the high pitched of a proper moan.

***THE END***

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