Seasonal Changes
Seasonal Changes
F/Solo
(c) Cederwyn Whitefurr
31st August, 2017
All Rights Reserved.
BEEP BEEP BEEP, Cassie moaned, her hooflets skittering across the bedspread, then the sideboard - knocking over items, as they probed towards the incessant alarm clock then swept it from the table, the alarm dying with a feeble TING, before she yawned and rubbed her eyes, trying to stir from the depths of her sleep. With a hand, she threw back the rumpled bedspread as her pale tan thighs slid over the edge of the bed and her fur was in disarray as her cloven black hooves pressed deep into the silvery grey carpet as she sat up, trailing her hands up over her muzzle, then scratching at the long, black tipped ears.
More asleep than awake, Cassie yawned delicately, as she rose from the bed, the silk negligee clinging to her form like a second fur, before her hooflets idly scratched at her side and she blinked owlishly. Sunlight streamed into her bedroom through the open window, and she winced as a sliver of the light temporarily dazzled her. Shuffling across the carpet, she reached up with one hand, then slipped off the strap of the negligee on her shoulder, then the other as she let it flutter like gossamer down her body before she stepped out of it and walked into the bathroom - to prepare to start her day.
*
After her shower, she felt more awake, then began preparing her two beloved fawn's breakfast, cloven hooves clicking against the floor, then an ear flicked as she heard the laughter and giggles of her two adored offspring. They descended upon the kitchen like whirling dervishes - and Cassie kissed each on the forehead, before she laughed as they sat down and began devouring breakfast.
"Did I raise two lovely offspring - or a herd of wild beasts?" Cassie snorted good naturedly, as she watched them eat, as she sipped her morning coffee.
Glancing between themselves, both twins blushed and hung their heads, eating with more delicacy and care, thoroughly chastised by their mothers gentle tone.
"Today, your father will pick you up after school - remember that, now - " Cassie reminded them, as they carried their breakfast dishes to the kitchen bench.
Taking each fawn in her paws, Cassie looked down at them, before she smiled and gave each an affectionate lick between the ears, making the buck and doe giggle and squirm.
"Mum, we're not babies any-more!" Squealed the doe, as her brother giggled, then made a theatrical gesture of rubbing his forearms across the lick.
"No, you're not - you're two, beautiful fawns...I couldn't be more proud of the pair of you!"
With a nervous giggle, the fawns cuddled Cassie close, Cassie happily returning their loving affections, before they each kissed her on the cheek and bolted out the door, laughing and squealing with the joy of life, as only children can do...
*
Cassie finally finished cleaning up, the dishes were done, the beds made, the fawns disaster they called their bedrooms tidied and at last, she slumped down into the leather recliner, heaving a sigh of relief. It felt like it was an endless task, trying to keep her home neat and tidy - and with a rueful smile - Cassie knew she wouldn't have it any other way.
Flicking her black tipped ears, Cassie rested her head in her hands, as she felt the blush creep up her neck, warming the cheeks beneath the fur as she shivered and tilted her head back, running her hands lightly down her blouse and feeling the nipples swelling.
"I both love - and hate - coming into season - " Cassie whispered to herself, as she shuddered and caressed her breasts tenderly, feeling the pleasure from even this touch arousing and exciting.
Cassie knew her heat cycles well enough - once - she had misjudged, it had been the night she fell pregnant with her beloved twins. It was at a staff party, celebrating a co workers retirement, she had been introduced to this older, handsome Whitetail Stag - one thing had led to another, and after too many drinks, Cassie and the Stag had made wild, passionate love in a back office...
Moaning with pleasure, Cassie's fingers quivered across her blouse, as she felt the warmth spreading from her groin up her body - as she remembered that one encounter - the warmth of the Stag's caresses, his eyes that held her transfixed, the wild, almost bestial way they had hurried to remove clothes, not caring if buttons were popped or zippers ruined - then his amazing length, as he bent her over the table - her tail raised and upper body spread on the able, before he guided himself under her tail and rubbed teasingly against her willing folds...
With a gasp, Cassie blinked, then giggled shyly, as she snapped out of the revelry of memories, then stood up and frowned, before her sensitive nose caught the hint of the scent, then as she stepped away, she blushed even more deeply at the damp spot on the leather couch. It wasn't the first time - Cassie tried to mask the scent on the couch - only one, a fellow Whitetail Doe, once whispered into Cassie's ears she could smell it, and knew what it meant. Kelly had kept Cassie's secret, and to this day, they were still close friends - and occasionally - lovers, more friends with mutual benefits, than lovers, really...
Aroused, inspired and in rising need to relieve her frustrations, Cassie wandered into her bathroom, where she paused, her hooflets drumming lightly on one cheek as she decided what to do. First, she shed her blouse and skirt, placing it on the hamper, then stood before the mirror, gazing a the reflection before her.
Cassie knew she had shed the weight from the twins birth well, she wasn't ever going to be a supermodel - but from the top of her black tipped ears, the pale tan of her fur and the paler offwhite from throat to ankles, was well kept, the athletic body beneath the fine fur was regularly exercised and as she twisted this way and that, she watched happily as the muscles rippled and moved freely. Her nostrils smelt her arising passions, and her body craved sweet release, some thing Cassie was more than happy to fulfil.
Placing several lavender scented candles around the bathroom, she lit each in turn, inhaling the delicious scent, before she filled the bath with hot water. As it filled, she added various lotions and other liquids - many she knew were relaxing and kept her furred pelt soft and smooth. As last, she turned on the spa jets, settling them at a medium setting, before she slid into the bath, moaning in exstacy as the warm water wrapped itself around her slender body like a hot, moist blanket.
"Oh..." Cassie sighed, as she leaned back, feeling the water soaking through her fine fur, her head resting on two rolled towels at the end of the bath. "This feels - so good..."
As Cassie soaked, letting the water flow over her body, her quivering hands slid down and lightly brushed over each nipple in turn. With gentle tweaks and pinches, Cassie gasped and her hips bucked upwards as she felt the pleasure scalding her from the inside out, as the water done from the
outside in. Moaning and squirming, Cassie tickled, rubbed and caressed one nipple, feeling the swelling nub of flesh as her other hand slid down her body and her furred fingers lightly feathered over her vaginal folds.
"Mmmmm - " Cassie groaned, as she used her fingers to caress and tickle - before with extreme care, she slipped one finger into her warm depths and then another. Mindful of she sharp hooflets on the tips of her fingers, Cassie twirled her fingers and expertly sought out her clittoris - the slender fingers massaging and flickering against it, as the warm water rushed in and she splayed her fingers out - filling her vaginal canal like no lover ever could, the sensation triggering her sensitive nerve endings and making her squeal in pleasure. Again, her fingers caressed, rubbed and stroked, as Cassie lost herself to her emotions and the tears of pure delight trickled down her temples and soaked into the towel on which her head lay.
For two hours, Cassie self-pleasured herself, savouring the warmth of the water and her own talented fingers - before at last she began to gasp, her breath coming in shorter and shorter pants.
"No...no...not yet...I - " Cassie squealed, as her orgasm rippled through her body, making water slosh over the side of the bath and onto the tiles.
Squirming and gasping, Cassie was overwhelmed by the sensations, nerves firing nerves, muscles contracting and releasing then contracting again, her wedge-like brush of a tail frizzling and it felt like someone had dropped a live electrical cable into the bath, so violently did her body twitch and writhe. For nearly a minute, the pleasure was overwhelming - the initial flare fading slowly to a warm, sensual exstacy and it took Cassie nearly ten minutes before she regained her senses and her breathing slowed to normal.
Reluctantly, she stepped from the bath, water sluicing off her furred body and puddling on the mat beneath her. Since her release, her sexual arousal was raised, not diminished - partly, it was her heat cycle - partially - it was her own natural sexual libido. Taking her time, she dried herself off from neck to ankles, before she groomed her fur and at last - an hour and a half after her bath, she strode purposefully from her bathroom, then sprawled languidly on her queen sized bed.
Sighing and stretching her hands up over her head, she gripped the bead head, her hooflets scraping against the timber, as she arched her back up off the bed, feeling the satisfying pleasure of her spine crackle from neck to hips. Tension eased, Cassie lay on the bed, gazing sightlessly at the ceiling, her eyes wide and unfocussed as she let her mind wander, her hands slowly sliding back down her throat, then across her breasts to caress, rub and massage tenderly - almost as if they had a mind of their own. Gently at first, the fingers caressed, stroked and tweaked, just like they had in the bath, before Cassie grunted and squirmed in pleasure - yet a unsettled feeling wandered across her mind, as she was aroused, beginning her breeding cycle, yet felt...unfulfilled sexually.
Slipping from the bed again, Cassie knelt on the warm carpet and slid open the bottom drawer of her bedside table and looked down. Hidden within, were a wide variety of silicon sexual aids - any number of colours, blending of colours, sizes, shapes and in some cases, even Cassie wondered what had impelled her to purchase them. Her long fingers reached in, and they felt the smooth textures of each in turn, hooflets clicking over some with ridges and lumps - finally, her heart settled on a favourite of hers.
It was a cervine like silicon life sculpted toy, quite realistically sculpted at that, as Cassie giggled like a schoolgirl as her hooflets trailed over the bulbous head, then down the shaft, feeling the bulge and sweep of the toy. It had a special significance to Cassie - as it was one of the toys she had used first. Delicately, her hooflets trailed over the squeeze pump attached by surgical tubing to where it
vanished into the toy, near the base. Giggling shyly, Cassie knew the toy could fulfil her needs - and once properly warmed, the special lube had the consistency and feel of a Stag's semen. Her impatience growing, Cassie carefully walked to the bathroom, where she thoroughly scrubbed the toy with medicinal goats milk soap then rinsed it off in preparation for what she intended. Placing a measured quantity of the lube unto a glass, she set the glass into the sink with hot water, which would help warm it, before she returned to her bedroom.
Pondering, her black tipped ears twitching, Cassie thought about pleasuring herself with just the toy, but as the scent of her heat wafted past her nostrils, and the ache began to grow, Cassie knew she had to spice it up a little...
With three quick strides, she moved to her cupboard, then drew aside the bi-fold doors and looked down lovingly at an almost life sized plush Stag that sat in a corner behind dresses and skirts. Cassie had been given this giant plush when she was still a fawn - and she had it recovered five years ago, with new lifelike faux fur, whilst retaining its original shape. Picking it up, she crushed the plush head between her breasts and she inhaled the scent from it, joyous memories of her childhood returning - then the scent of the real reason - she kept the plush toy faintly reached her nostrils, causing Cassie to giggle and blush deeply, her ears slicking back.
"It's been too long - " Cassie murmured, as she stroked the soft fur ears of the plush and carried it to her bed.
Placing it on the bed, Cassie lay as naked as the day she was born, wrapping her long furred legs around the plushs hips and grinding her quivering groin against where the plush's own groin would be - but instead, there was a distinct silken slit that had been modified to accommodate Cassie's toys. As she felt the firm curved plastic plate that acted as a backing to push against with the toys, Cassie squealed in delight - her arousal escalating like a fire as it mounted her from the base of the spine all the way to the tips of her ears.
Playfully at fist, Cassie bean thrusting her hips against the plush, rolling over with it until it lay beneath her and she nuzzled at its muzzle and ears, her hooflets digging into the shoulders of the plush toy a she tilted her head back and sighed in passion, her hips twitching, long, bushy tail starting to flicker from side to side as it rose.
"Mmmm - " Cassie gurgled, as she began humping the plush stag toy with more energy and enthusiasm, smelling the scent of many passionate lovemaking's she had shared with this plush since she had sexually matured.
No matter how many times she washed the plush, it still retained that scent - or maybe - Cassie pondered, as she sighed lustfully and rolled off the plush, it might have been just memories. As she rose from the bed, she glanced at the plush toy that lay on its back, forelegs and hind legs splayed out, its sightless, glass eyes staring up at the ceiling. Cassie hurried to the bathroom, before she filled the reservoir in the toy, then holding it in one hand, she rushed back to the bed, then knelt on the mattress and pulled the plush over to her.
Expertly, Cassie slid the toy under the plushs tail, feeling it slide easily inside, then her free fingers lightly pushed the groin if the plush down until she could grip the toys bulbous tip and pull it forwards. With care, she fiddled with it for a few moments, until she firmly pressed the base of the toy against the thick curved backing plate, ensuring it was positioned correctly.
"Now...my dear sweet Stag - " Cassie murmured, as she gazed down lovingly at the toy and the plush which seemed to now be displaying an erection. "Now...you'll help a frustrated Doe ease her
frustrations..."
Straddling the plush, Cassie gripped the toy gently in the palm of one furred hand, as she lifted herself up by pushing her knees against the mattress as she wriggled the plush slightly down the bed, until she felt the slippery tip of the toy brushing against the velvety fur of her labia. Ever so gently, Cassie relaxed her tense leg muscles, as she lowered her hips downwards - feeling the folds of her warm, willing sex parting as the toy crept imperceptibly deeper - first the smooth, bulbous tip - then the mid-shaft before Cassie writhed in pleasure, feeling her folds tighten instinctively as the shaft of the toy naturally narrowed, just like the penis of a real feral stag.
"Mmm, you feel...wonderful - " Cassie whispered, as she lost herself in the fantasy, imagining this plush stag was a real Buck.
Her bushy tail began flagging from side to side, as Cassie took a few quick breaths then dropped her hips and ground them against the plush, her high pitched squeals loud and reverberating as she accidentally squeezed the bulb of the pump, squirting a small amount of the warm lube deeply into her eager body.
"Ooooo - " Come a weak, feeble moan, as to Cassie's mind, it felt like the Stag had almost orgasmed there and then, so believable was the warmth, the feel of the toy deep inside her, and its movements as she squirmed and wriggled against the plush. "No...not...not yet my Stag..."
Rolling over, her hand squeezing the plush tight, her thighs encircling its hops and squeezing it down hard against her, Cassie bucked against the plush toy- her bod naturally responding to the feeling of being bred and her strong muscular walls began to tremble and ripple. Faster and faster, Cassie began thrusting her hips against the plush toy stag - intentionally pulling it free then letting herself catch her breath, before she squeezed down with her leg muscles and drive the plush with its toy back into her body again.
Hour after hour, Cassie pleasured herself with the toy and the plush, finally finding a position that brought her the most sexual satisfaction, with her kneeling over the plush, straddling its hips as she lifted herself up with her thighs and legs, then held the toy just inside her - before sensuously sliding down again and beginning a quick rocking motion, feeling the toy rubbing at the slick walls of her vulva and almost touching the tight muscles of her cervix.
At last, Cassie's spine crackled as her tail frizzled and her hips drove forwards, spine curving into a C shape as her orgasm gripped her mercilessly - and instinctively, she squeezed down on the bulb of the pump, sending warm sticky lube gushing into her body before she collapsed down on to the plush, sweat slicking down her fur, as she moaned and trembled helplessly - completely overcome by the joyous feeling of sweet release - and the imagination she had just made love with a strong, virile Buck who well and truly had rutted her and fulfilled her urges.
Cuddling the plush tight against her, Cassie's eyes fluttered, then she drifted into a deep, restful sleep, the toy still firmly inside her, her quivering vaginal walls squeezing and milking the toy, as her mind grew more and more fragmented...then blissful sleep carried her consciousness away like a fog...
END