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At the time AJ had become stranded in the middle of New Mexico it had been at least two weeks since she had shared a bed with a man, Richard having left in the morning without waking her up to say goodbye before heading out to catch his plane to New York. The following week had been spent in severe loneliness, with restless nights, cheerless mornings, and the ever-present ache of annual fertility- a period of time where her womb was more receptive to pregnancy than any other time of the year, to which not even modern birth control could effectively dampen. When her ex-fiancee had called to suggest that it was the perfect moment for her to finally meet his family in person as opposed to awkward, impersonal video calls over the internet, she was looking forward to at least not having to wake up alone; to have a warm body beside her once more.

The body next to her now was not Richard's- and she could not have been happier to know that.

She was the first to wake, eyes fluttering open and squinting in the dimly lit room as her eyes struggled to adjust until the fell upon the bright numbers of an alarm clock reading 6:32 AM. The sound of a deep breath calmed her and she relaxed, her sense of touch returning; beneath one hand was the firm feel of Dakota's chest, which she started to stroke with care as she snuggled in closer, head resting on his shoulder. Then came the scent of dirty sex, of her estrus and what must have been an immense amount of cum stained into the sheets. The last sense to be triggered was that of the soreness of an entire night's worth of fucking, her inner thighs and arms aching, her breasts tender, and her nipples tingling; beneath it all lay the subtle, smoldering sensation of her persistent heat. But far outstripping any other feeling was that of satisfaction and fondness for the horse as he slept.

Love for him burned in her chest as she regarded him, reflecting on the last three dates the two had gone on. In that time, she had sung for Dakota during karoake, coaxed another performance from him, spent hours at the arcade with him, wasted time watching hilariously bad movies on her laptop, talked more about themselves and each other, and had allowed their love to flourish in all that time. While they did find things to disagree on, a combination of their honesty and deep respect for one another had only added an element of realism to their relationship. Dakota had been right, he_wasn't_ perfect- and she wouldn't want him any other way. He was honest, loyal, intelligent, and a good listener; and _incredible_at sex. She blushed furiously, trying to recall how many times the stallion had cum inside her in the last four days, though she quickly decided that it hadn't been enough if she was still in heat.

While his size helped, it was his attentiveness had been key to being so exceptional. Richard's meager attempts at making love were for himself, banking on his perception of his performance to bring AJ to orgasm; but Dakota actually heeded her requests and did all he could to make sure she hit the apex of sexual pleasure- sometimes repeatedly. Half the time his movements had been gentle and caring, making love to her with the utmost caution; while the other half was raw and dirty, rutting his doe almost with the intent to breed her; yet these were at her own requests, and he made sure every time he finished to pull out before he could expel his breeding plug, ensuring that she could push out every massive creampie he left in her. Whether it would be enough or not, it was hard to say, but her heat had not yet been sated- though it could change at any moment, she was, as least for now, not yet pregnant. All the same the thought brought out a pleasant shudder, letting out a little sigh and kissing at his neck.

He breathed in deep, eyes flicking open as if the kiss had been an alarm clock. A smile spread across his face. "G'morning," he said softly.

"Good morning, love," AJ replied, leaning in and touching her nose against his, brushing a few strands of his long hair out of his eyes. "Sleep well?"

"I don't think been so well-rested years," he told her, pulling her into his arms. "This week has been a lot of great sleep. How about you? Hope you're not too sore, but you insisted on getting a bit rowdy last night."

"It's the best kind of sore I could ever feel," she told him, leaning in and kissing him. Her tail flicked slightly as he felt his hand run down her back, tracing the curve of her butt and pulling her in more closely, prompting a giggle from her. It never failed to amaze her how her lover could be so physically strong compared to her, and yet hold her with amazing gentleness.

They broke off and he sat up, leaning against the backboard while holding AJ close. "So, what do you have planned today?" he asked, letting out a little nicker as she nuzzled beneath his jaw. "Not much more to do around here that we haven't done, unless you want to raid the bargain-bin DVDs and watch some bad movies."

"I can always pull something new on my laptop for the both of us," she offered. "And we can always riff some more bad movies for our entertainment. Then just talk, go to the grill, play some pool, or just fuck some more."

"Anything to make the rest of the day go by more easily," Dakota agreed, before becoming strangely silent.

"What's wrong?" she asked, looking up at him. There was a troubled expression on his face.

He shook his head. "I guess it just hit me. Tomorrow, I'm gonna have to leave."

AJ stiffened, suddenly feeling cold. It truly had been four days. In having so much fun and kindling a new love, she had forgotten the reason she'd been sticking around in the first place.

Dakota looked at her sadly. "I'm not looking forward to having to leave when time is up," he told her. "I meant it when I told you I love you, AJ. I'm not eager to have to leave again so soon. And as much as I would like it, I don't think either of us are going to last in a long-distance relationship. Not for a lack of trying, but because of how little time there'd be for us."

The doe nodded, sighing and leaning into him- she knew that fear, had been ignoring it in favor of focusing on how happy she was while they were together. "I can't fault you for being worried. I'd wait for you- but I don't know if that's what either of us wants, either."

The stallion stared as her, then shook his head, letting out an annoyed nicker as he turned and sat on the his edge of the bed.

"Fuck it."

The doe backed up, startled by his annoyed voice. "What's wrong?"

"I'm tired of not being where I want to be!" he said angrily, though AJ could tell none of it was directed at her. "And I'm sick of being lonely all the damn time! I've watched some of the best desert sunsets a man could see in this country, and nobody to share that experience with!" He huffed, drawing up a knee and leaning on it as he seemed to calm down, though he bore a look of pain. "And now here I am, in bed with a beautiful, kind-hearted, smart and all-around awesome woman, knowing she loves me as much as I do her- and having to face the fact that I'll need to leave her behind to continue my life."

She couldn't help but feel terrible for him, knowing it was going to be difficult for them both. "I'm sorry," AJ said simply, hugging him from behind and nuzzling him over his shoulder, and he sighed.

"No... it's on me to apologize, AJ. I'm sorry for spoiling the mood," he said, nuzzling her cheek. "I just wish I knew what to do."

The doe thought about it for a moment, reflecting on what she knew about the stallion; his love for traveling, his curiosity leading him to unexpected places. A smile formed on her face as she reasoned she had done much the same thing, taking an unexpected path, a chance to do something different, and finding something- or rather some_one_- amazing.

"Well," she said slowly, getting out of bed and kneeling in front of him, "you could just say 'no.'"

He arched an eyebrow. "'No?'"

"Dakota, we met five days ago and in that time learned more about each other and ourselves than we might've ever expected, and part of that was figuring out that neither of us are where we want to be. We might have never figured that out if we weren't willing to take a chance." She took his hand and looked up him with a bright smile. "So yeah, I'll say 'fuck it' too. I'm sick of not being where I want to be right now; I'll say 'no' so I can stop being content, and start reaching for more- and holding on to what I have right now," she added, kissing his nose.

The stallion stared at her with a considering gaze, a smile slowly forming. "Aw hell... I don't really have anywhere to be. I mean... you're right. We can figure this out." He pulled her into another hug, sliding her into his lap and nuzzling her briefly. "Even if things ultimately don't work out, I'm gonna try my damnedest to make it work- and enjoy as much of it as I can," he added, squeezing her ass and getting her to giggle.

"Ooo, that's the spirit," she moaned, stroking her chest with one hand and slipping the other lower to tease his sheath- the stallion grunted in pleasure as her hand traced around his unflared cockhead, then descended and cupped hefted his heavy nuts up, getting a groan out of him. "Here, lemme get that tension out of you," she offered.

"Still in heat, are you?" he asked, breathing in through his nose and shifting his position, spreading his legs so she could play with his balls a little more. "Sure smells like it."

"I am," she acknowledged with a sultry gaze, licking her lips. She leaned in closer to him and chirped when he reached up and grabbed her tits, dragging his tongue across her hardened left nipple. Pleasant ripples of heat bloomed from the tip, causing her chest to swell with pride and love as he suckled her, an almost motherly sensation passing through her; though not so potent that she didn't continue caressing his nuts, feeling them twitch and throb as they started to awaken. His sheath stirred, his flaccid cock spilling out from its confines and pulsing as it engorged with arousal, his powerful heartbeat perceivable as he lengthened across her wrist. A deep shudder rolled down her back as he suckled again, and she had to push his head off to get him to stop, though they both laughed. Once freed from his lips, she got down to her knees again and faced his prick, bringing her other hand to the growing pillar of horsecock and working her hands along the length, much to the enjoyment of the stallion, who was running his fingers down her back with gentle encouragement. Between the firm strokes of her left hand and the squeezing, rolling ministrations of her right, Dakota was at full mast in less than a minute, drooling with thick-scented dollops of precum that caused the doe's head to sway slightly.

Despite the ache in her loins signaling that she was ready for another breeding, she put her focus towards servicing her lover, leaning in and lashing her tongue across the tip. With both hands and now her tongue working his cock over, she started spreading the steady flow of salty essence along every inch of his shaft. Even after four evenings of incredible sex, she was amazed at his consistent output, more than enough for her to slather a slick sheen of cock-lube. Her muzzle smeared the grease everywhere she was able, deliberately staining her face with it, going so far as to moan and rub her forehead against the shaft, inhaling his attractive musk. It made her burn all the more for him, as potent a haze as a shot of alcohol as her inhibitions were stripped away, a deep thrill overtaking her as she began to kiss and suckle the heavy orbs below his spire. She had learned their night together that he enjoyed the feel of her muzzle on his balls, and she was only too happy to oblige him; moreso as he reacted immediately and groaned, arching his back as a heavy spurt of pre-cum rolled down his length and trickled against her forehead.

"Holy fuck," Dakota panted, gazing as her eager cock-worshiping. "I know you told me you never got this dirty with anybody else, but how did I bring this out of you?"

She looked up and grinned. "Well first of all, I love you- so that's part of why I'm trying so hard to please. You also gave me the best sex ever; I'd be pretty frigid not to go the full measure and do the same. And finally, like you pointed out- I'm still in heat." She got up to her feet and slid into his lap again, letting his greased-up tool throb against her belly. "So... y'wanna help me take care of it?" she asked, licking under his chin.

"Gladly," he rumbled with a grin, grabbing her arms and swinging her onto the bed as she squeaked and laughed. "But I'm on top this time."

He didn't immediately penetrate, chuckling as he nuzzled and nipped around her neck tenderly before staring into her eyes with a genuine smile. A swell of emotions flowed through the doe as she fought for something to say, something to fit the moment- but she settled on saying nothing, meeting the stallion's kiss and relaxing in his arms. Whatever else lay in their future, she'd have plenty of time to find the right words. She would simply cherish what they were having now.

A rapid beep ruined the moment.

"... Oh come on!" she cried out irritably, twisting around and shooting a hot glare at her smartphone, currently recharging on top of a clothes drawer in front of a mirror. "I told him I was gonna leave at 8:00 AM, I swear!"

The stallion sighed but smiled. "I remember you texting it last night, yeah. Could just ignore him for now."

The doe considered it, but then shook her head- Dakota let her up. "No... I better set his mind at ease _now_before he decides to call me. I can keep a secret better than he can, but no sense in risking it- or having to put up with him shouting at me, either," she added, giving him an apologetic look at his reflection.

"Fair enough," Dakota conceded as she grabbed her phone, causing her to smile as she saw in the mirror that he was staring at her butt. "But why don't you just tell him you've moved on at this point?" She looked back at him, surprised at his suggestion, and he looked her in the eyes. "I'm serious. I mean, he'll know tomorrow you aren't anywhere near North Carolina, and he'll figure out something went wrong. Why draw it out longer than it needs to be drawn out? Not to say he doesn't deserve to stew in his own juices, but... I dunno, I figured at this point you'd have figured out how to confront him."

AJ hesitated, looking to the room's table at her laptop and biting her lip as she considered her options; then back at Dakota, wondering what he'd say if she told him her plan- an idea she had yet to put into action. She couldn't imagine anything worse than admonishment, but at the same time the apprehension kept her rooted in the spot. Perhaps sensing she had something planned, he leaned in with a curious expression.

"What're you thinking, AJ?" he asked, cocking his head. "Is there some way I can help? I'm willing to support you, no matter what."

The words sparked a new idea. Something perhaps much better than what she had in mind. Now she could hear her mother's words in her head-

"Narcissism does not know guilt; but it does know shame."

She looked down at her phone, then smiled again.

"I've got an idea- and if you're up to it, I _do_need your help."

"Hey hon, is it connected yet?"

The stag on the other end stared at his laptop screen with a confused look. "I think? The screen on my end is really small, how do I get it to fill the whole screen?"

AJ held back a sigh, adamant on getting Richard connected as soon as possible. It had taken little more than a text message to ease the stag's fears and coax him into waiting to hear from her later in the day in order to give her the time an opportunity to get things ready, with her promising to use her laptop so they could have a proper video call, connecting her phone to the laptop and using it as a remote through some neat apps. But as she expected, his woeful lack of technical knowledge made this new endeavor take longer than it needed to. She had started at six o'clock- it was now six-thirty.

Rather than voice any discontent, she instead smiled patiently. "Click on the screen with your mouse, then hold down 'shift' and the key with the four squares near the bottom of your keyboard, and while you hold them down, press 'enter.'" Knowing everything hinged on him following her instructions, she waited patiently for him to finish.

Richard frowned, a full ten seconds passing before he managed to succeed. "I think-- yeah, there it goes," he said, grinning. "So what is it you wanted to talk about over facecam, babe?" he asked. "Did your car break down again? Where are you at?"

The doe grinned. "My car is fine, Richard. I'm in Tennessee, at a hotel. And I wanted to apologize for making you wait so long before you could see me again." She stretched out, adjusting her laptop so the camera was pointed directly at her, giving him a clear look at the see-through white lace robe and lingerie she was wearing- a purchase she had made months earlier, hoping to put it to use on her honeymoon. With a coquettish giggle, she thrust her breasts out and made sure Richard was getting a clear look at them, before getting up and seating herself on the bed, her smartphone lying beside her. "Things have been _really_stressful lately, I'm still in heat and all. I thought it would help me if I relieved my heat in front of you, maybe give you a good look at what you left behind back in California."

The stag's eyes widened, but he kept a suave voice as he spoke, "Aww, c'mon AJ, you know I didn't wanna leave you behind- it's just the cost of doing business. But, uh... I'm willing to help calm your heat, if you promise to keep it good and stoked for when you arrive," he grinned. "You know me, sex out of wedlock doesn't bother me at all- and neither does getting you pregnant."

"I'll bet," the doe purred, making a show by running her hand down her slim belly, drawing his attention to it as she pouted. "Y'know, I bought this specifically so I'd get pregnant while wearing it, but it almost seems like a waste, now. I think my estrus will gone by tomorrow."

"Well, you can always wear it any other time," Richard suggested, leaning back in his chair as he started to undo his pants, his long, thin cock flopping out and into sight. "I'm glad I'm getting a look at it know, maybe you should wear that underneath during the wedding."

"I think that's a great idea, although I still want you to see me get fucked while wearing it, getting knocked up in something so sexy," the doe teased, then sat up with a tense look. "You're alone, right? I want to make sure we aren't interrupted. Nobody is there with you, like Roselyn?"

"Roz? Nah, she's, uh... talking with our other cousins, I decided to turn in early for the night," he said hastily. "I'm back in another hotel for now, parents' place is out of space, you know how it is."

AJ smiled and she nodded. "I know exactly_how it is," she said quietly, scooting back on the bed and stroking her hand between her legs. A moan slowed through the air as she caressed her clothed mound with a bridal-gloved hand, the translucent fabric doing little to conceal her moist slit. Her other hand slid up and down her body, circling her heated belly several times, as if to remind her audience that she was ripe to be bred by a capable male. To be sure, she was feeling a thrill she'd never once felt before, that of sexually performing in front of an eager viewer. While she would never have considered herself pornstar material, she could certainly feel the appeal, the rush of excitement as her fingers pushed against the crease of her lace-covered netherlips. She_felt sexy, all the more because she was being watched and admired by someone who truly loved her. As he began to stroke his cock to the sight she blushed and swelled with pride, digging her heels into the bed and flexing her hips up, letting out little gasping moans as she toyed with herself.

"You don't have to go slow," Richard groaned, his cock already dribbling with precum. "Lemme see that delicious pussy of yours." Her face burned shyly but she complied, licking her lips and pausing just long enough for her to pull the center of her side-tied thong away, giving the camera a clear look at her sopping wet snatch. She shivered as he stared at her bare loins, sliding her fingers against her clit and making stifled, mewling whimpers as her belly burst with shocks of exquisite heat. The scent of her heat, the dire need for be fucked pregnant, permeated the air along with its warmth as her fingers trailed along her swollen mons, massaging the thick folds side to side and working her gloved fingers into her hole gently.

"Mmm, Richard... it's so hot," she moaned, arching her back and drilling her breeding hole good and deep. Her fingers curled upwards and massaged the roof of her tunnel, while her thumb flicked against her clit and continued to generate delicious surges of joy through her loins. By alternating between teasing her g-spot, stirring her velvet folds, and stimulating her clit, she kept herself in a state of high arousal. A particularly powerful wave of pleasure rippled through her body and she gasped, squeezing her breast for effect, her fingers pinching around her lace-covered nipple. A grin and deep blush broke across her face as her sensitive teat reacted, a hot rush and slight feeling of pressure as a brief trickle of breastmilk stained the lingerie, easily visible to the naked eye.

Richard's eyes widened. "Holy fuck, Allison... are you lactating? You're_that_ horny?" he asked, shuddering as he massaged his prick, his eyes hazed with lust. "You look looser, too, have you been jilling yourself this entire time?"

"I need a real man's cock," she whimpered, her breasts heaving with every breath as she panted, digging her fingers deeper until they were buried to her knuckle. "I need someone to fuck me pregnant, Richard, I can't stand it! It's just not the same, I need to be filled!"

"Fuck... if I could just be there, I'd do so you hard," the stag muttered with a look of amazement. "I'd get you knocked up on the first try."

At that, the doe stopped and drew her fingers out, smiling at the camera.

"... I doubt that."

The stag blinked, then chuckled and arched an eyebrow. "Aww, you've gotten railed good by my rut-stick pretty good, babe," he boasted, giving his prick a little wiggle. "You know I'm good for it. Get here as soon as you can and I can prove it." As if to emphasize the point, he gave his pecker a few impressive-looking strokes and thrust his hips into them.

"There's no need," the doe laughed. "Like I said, my heat will be gone by tomorrow."

"Wait, you only started this past week, after I left," he pointed out, looking slightly confused. "You shouldn't be out of it for another week."

"You're right, I normally wouldn't be out of it for another week," she agreed. "Unless I get pregnant now."

Richard blinked. "Wait. What?"

But before he could even begin to work out what the doe was getting at, Dakota got up from the table with a grin. The thrill and joy she'd felt from performing especially for him lingered, having kept her eyes on the nude and erect stallion the entire time she'd been recording. Without having to say a word he reacted on cue, entering the frame by striding up to the bed and sitting down next to her, giving her an affectionate nuzzle and peck on the cheek as he wrapped an arm around her waist. He turned his attention to the camera, smirking at the wide-eyed stag and thrusting his middle finger out. Richard seemed for a loss of words, frozen in shock with his cock still in hand; though as AJ had the chance to compare sizes, it seemed lamentably underwhelming.

"Hey, asshole. My name's Dakota. AJ told me all about you, and I had the chance to learn even _more_about you because of how fucking stupid you've been," he nickered derisively. "It's nice to finally meet you."

"What is.... AJ, what's going on?" the stag said, looking dazed. "Who... is this?"

"My boyfriend," AJ said, still smiling warmly as she reached down and began stroking the stallion's cock, taking a moment to kiss the head. "And soon to be the father of my baby. Like I said, I wanted to apologize for not keeping in touch like I should have, so I thought you might want to see me take care of my heat- with Dakota's help. He's _very_willing, especially after knowing what you've been up to lately."

Anger had not yet set in with the stag, but a look of confusion was apparent on his features, as if he wasn't sure what he was seeing was real. "What I've been...? What are you talking about? Are you...?"

"He's lost, Allison," the stallion muttered, shaking his head in pity. "Maybe if we repeat the scene he showed us, he'll get the point."

But AJ was too busy to respond, working one hand and her muzzle on her lover's length and making sure he was good and ready, while returning her other hand to her cleft and continuing to drill herself good and hard. Dakota had agreed to hold off earlier in the day, willing to suffer a little blueballing as a meager price for making sure he could be in on this plan; now the doe was hard at work to make sure he would not regret having to wait, working her mouth up and down his shaft. Four days of great sex had been enough for her to learn her current limits, and she proudly flaunted them as she swallowed as much of the stallion's throbbing pillar as she could, shivering as her lips kissed his sheath, moaning around it as she rubbed his balls; they gave a little twitch and throb, and seconds later she tasted thick, fresh precum pouring from the tip. It was enough to reduce Dakota to groans and gasps of bliss, assuring her that the oral worship she was giving him was more than worth the time he'd spent waiting. All the same, her efforts couldn't stop him from talking.

"She looks fucking _fantastic_in that lingerie, doesn't she, Dick?" the stallion groaned, putting a hand on her head and running his fingers through her hair affectionately, making the her ears and cheeks burn as she was petted. "Better than any pornstar, hands down. Figured over the last few days that white really suits her, especially when I cum all over her tits, so I was happy to see she had a little sexy something just for the occasion. But it ain't nothin' compared to how fucking sweet and loving she is, man. I'm not even sure why you ditched her." He slid his hand down the length of her body until it rested on her ass, giving it a good, firm squeeze and causing her to chirp around his girth as she nearly gushed with appreciation. It felt incredible to be spoken highly off while sucking her lover's cock, complimented for her looks and admired for her heart.

"Why I ditch- shut up! Get the fuck away from my fiancee, motherfucker!" the stag shouted in a trilling voice, a shade of angry red on his glaring facade. "AJ, stop this!"

"Nuh-uh," the doe gasped, coming up for a deep breath and leaning in with her tongue out. Dakota gladly and deeply met her kiss, sharing the taste of his own cock with her without any hesitation or argument, his tongue twisting and gripping against hers as she moaned into his muzzle. A flare of arousal burned in her belly and she embraced him, her lace-covered, milk-stained tits pushed against his chest as she continued to pump his shaft. By now, the wrists of her bridal gloves were soiled with his natural lubricant, fingers sticky with it- she broke off the kiss and winked at the stag, then licked her index finger. "You don't get to tell me what to do anymore, Richard. I'm free from you, now."

"You-- you fucking slut!" he hollered as she dove back down on Dakota's cock; but whether he knew it or not, his paltry dick was still in his hand, still defiantly rock hard as his eyes watched his former fiancee sucking off another man without reservation. "Have you been doing this the entire time I've been away!?"

"Shut up and enjoy the show, cuck," Dakota nickered, groaning as he rocked his hips up and slid his cock deeper down AJ's throat. The doe could tell that he was close. "AJ put a lot of effort getting this set up, so show some fuckin' gratitude- it's better than you deserve, and it'll be the last you'll ever see of her."

"I swear, I'm gonna find you and turn you into a gelding, you f--"

"Hold on!" Dakota cut him off with a louder groan, tensing up. "Fuck, she's so good at this, I'm gonna fuckin' nut!" AJ's eyes widened, feeling the base of his prick swell as it started to churn his seed through the length. She pulled off quickly, rolling onto her back as Dakota got to his knees, a violent shudder making him tremble as he squeezed and massaged his horsedick, aiming it at AJ's prone body. The doe gasped as the first tremendous rope of hot seed blasted from his flared cock, arcing through the air and splattering on the doe's heaving tits; she moaned and mewled as her lover painted her body alabaster with four massive loads of cum, marking her with his scent and essence, her fingers buried to the knuckle in her sopping-wet sex. Now Richard had gone strangely silent, prompting AJ to flick her gaze in his direction. Though he was still red-faced, it seemed the scene had been so impressive that he was at a loss for words, his still-hard prick dribbling with arousal. Dakota groaned as the tide died down and AJ reacted, leaning in and swallowing the head of his prick, pumping the shaft upwards and squeezing a gooey, generous load of leftover spunk through his prick and into her muzzle. The doe giggled and slurped it without a second thought, swirling her tongue against his the salty-flavored head as she swallowed.

Dakota smiled down at her, putting a finger down her cleavage and digging out another dollop of thick cum, holding it in front of her. "Like I said, you look _ravishing_in white." She gave him a proud smile of her own, accepting his finger and suckling on it.

"Thank you, Dakota. But cumming all over me isn't going to get me pregnant," she murmured, as the stallion held her close and touched foreheads with her.

"You're still sure?" he asked. "You actually want me to put a foal in your belly?"

"I've never been more certain of anything in my life," she told him, her heart racing. "I want you to be the father of my baby. I can raise it alone, I have a great job and can work from home--"

"Fuck that," Dakota cut her off, shaking his head as he laid her down on the bed. "I'm not gonna be my dad. I love you, Allison. I'm not leaving you or our child, I swear."

"Dakota," she whispered, tears of joy in her eyes. "I love you too."

"Why...?" Richard growled, trembling with fury- it seemed their words had finally stirred him out of his stupor. "Why are you _doing_this, you whore?! I was gonna give you everything you ever wanted, a life of comfort and class! I fucking _loved_you!" he yelled.

But his words could not wipe the smile off of AJ's face, nor stop the couple from kissing as he ranted and raved. It was as if he wasn't even there, like a fly caught indoors buzzing uselessly above; helpless to stop the stallion from unclasping her bra and untying her thong, leaving her in her gloves, her stockings, and her see-through robe. She sat up, letting him pull her into his lap and moaning into his mouth as his cock nestled up against her belly. The sensation of his heavy balls throbbing against her mound was nothing short of delicious, making her hole burn all the hotter for him. From this angle, she knew Richard could see how deep the stallion was going to drill her, rendering him silent again. Now there was genuine pain in his features; not only could he see how utterly outstripped he was in terms of cock size, but he had now seen how genuine AJ's feelings were for Dakota. Whatever else Richard could claim, his love for the doe could not compare.

Not that he didn't try, as Dakota began to lift her up. "No, w-wait, AJ! You can stop this, now! Think of your reputation, your family!" he shouted desperately. "You're hooking up with some trucker from New Mexico, he probably can't afford a _hovel_much less a house! Whatever it is you want, I'll give it to you with all my love! Stop this now, and I'll take you back, I swear- we-we'll forget about this like it never happened!"

AJ stared at him with a slight frown. It was difficult to feel pity for him, but it was there. Nevertheless, it only hardened her resolve and confirmed her decision. It was pathetic to see a man unable to comprehend losing, unable to admit his mistakes; failing to understand why this was being done, what had caused this to happen; and worse, trying to 'win' her love back by offering something he believed Dakota could not, appealing to the doe with what _he_believed was valuable in life- not the love, honesty or contrition she wanted from him. She shook her head and returned her attention to Dakota with a smile. For what was to come, she would focus on him, and him alone.

He returned her smile and pulled her back up again, nickering slightly as he lay on his back, giving the camera a clear view as AJ lifted herself out of his lap and displayed her swollen netherlips to Richard. The talking had reduced her heat to a smolder; but the feel of her lover's bare flesh against her slit stoked her heat until was burning inside, drawing in trembling breaths as her stomach tingled with anticipation. With her hands gripping his upper arms she lowered herself and cried out, the beautiful sensation of being split apart and filled to the core causing her back to arch as her supple ass rested against his warm, heavy balls. The looked in his amber eyes, and all at once a thousand wordless declarations of love passed between them. It was the trigger that prompted her movements, raising herself up and riding the massive spire of flesh, flexing her hips and butt all for the benefit of her lover, who groaned and writhed beneath her as she sheathed him in her gripping, velvet folds, feeling the head of his penis nestle against the deepest recesses of her cleft- where it belonged, she thought, as her heart burst with joy and love.

His hands slid up and down her body, stroking her back and cupping her ass, demonstrating admiration for her form through touch and expression as she descended along his cock. For a few moments they rubbed her belly, massaging the spot above which she could feel his throbbing length had bottomed out in, then snaked upwards until his palms were palming her tits, a thin trail of milk still leaking from them. A gentle squeeze was all he needed for the hard, dark-brown teats to react, a warm flow pouring down the curve of her breasts and against his strong fingers while she moaned, thrusting her tits out to him. He sat up, holding her close as he nuzzled and licked her milky nipples, working his strong body in tandem with her movements as the two bred in unison. For every thrust, she answered with a ripple of her smooth inner walls; every suckle on her tits, she responded by bearing down around his girth and milking his length. Between her heavy breasts being assaulted by her lovers lips and the beat of her backside clapping his thighs as she ground against his groin, the doe was in a state of continuous ecstasy; and through her moans, the song she'd sang for Dakota since their first night, she let both him and her ex-fiancee know it.

She felt herself falling, heart leaping into her throat and body shaking with excited giggles as Dakota rolled her onto her back carefully, lifting her legs up and apart so that their enraged audience could see how stretched apart she was. With a slight grunt she propped herself onto her elbows, looking down with wild-eyed excitement and blushing hard at the sight of his throbbing cock buried to the root in her cleft. The moment he pulled back and began to saw his length back and forth through her she threw her head back and moaned, her body bending back, digging her fingers into the sheets. With Dakota holding her ankles up there was nothing to stop him from pounding her hole, explosions of pleasure rocking her belly and causing her tits to bounce from each impact. And yet, despite his ragged breathing, the animalistic lust on his face, and without a word said between them, AJ knew he was holding back for her. His urge to give in to rut, to breed his doe thoroughly and sire a foal in her, was being displaced by his steadfast devotion to her- a more powerful desire not to violate her trust by bringing her harm.

All it would take was her word, she knew, and he would take everything; heart, womb, and love. When he finally released his grip on her calves and leaned in, she seized her chance.

"Dakota..." she breathed into his ear.

"Allison...?" he panted.

She stared into his amber eyes, shivering as she conveyed her deepest need for him.

"Claim me."

And so he did.

Grabbing her hands and pinning them to the bed, fingers intertwined as intimately as their bodies, he finally gave in to instinct and treated her to the rutting of her life. She screamed in ecstasy as he finally cut loose, working his powerful hips in rapid, rolling motions that hammered her very core, punctuating each blow with the sound of his heavy, lubricated balls colliding with her ass with thick swats. Within minutes the doe was reeling from her first climax since they'd started, clinging to Dakota as she shivered and shook in his arms, tears of joy and bliss streaming down her face. By now, a lewd cocktail of female nectar and precum had pooled on the bed and stained into the cotton sheets. With her hands kept pinned down she could only wrap her legs around his waist, flexing them to draw him in closer each time he speared into her passage. Her body wracked with pleasure and senses overwhelmed by the scent of her mate, she could barely hear Richard's screams from the laptop, begging her to stop as he cursed and tried to figure out how to end the video call; his lack of technological expertise was the only reason he was still there. And after perhaps ten minutes of mindless rutting, followed by her second climax, the stallion decided to put it to good use.

"Come on, Allison," he grunted as he got up to his knees, pulling out of her and hoisting her up. "I want him to see."

"Nng...t'see wha'?" she slurred, forced to her knees and leaning back against her lover's chest. "What're y'doin', 'kota? I thought you wanted t'fuck me pregna--ahhnn!" She chirped, feeling the stallion cram his prick back into her folds, and in half a second his hands were sliding up her body, caressing her neck and throat as he started to rut her again.

"Don't worry, Allison," he groaned, low enough to make sure Richard couldn't hear him over the sounds of hot sex and moaning. "I'm gonna fuck a baby in you, just like I promised. But _he_has to see it. He has to see your face when I finally put my seed in you. It's only fair, _you_had to watch him fuck his little cousin pregnant- don't you think he deserves the same treatment?"

"Yuh-hesss," she whined; but she didn't care all that much, pushing her ass back into Dakota's hips every time they struck home. Still, when her lust-hazed eyes fell on Richard she felt a dim sense of satisfaction as he shook and glared at her, completely unable to speak- and _still_completely hard. It didn't matter that it was Dakota's cock, not his, buried in AJ's pussy, subjected on all sides by her clenching inner folds as it drooled its natural lube and made each stroke easier; it didn't matter that it was Dakota's hands, not his, petting and groping the doe's body, coaxing milk from her tits or stroking her smooth, cock-filled belly; the stag's body could not deny that the scene before him was hotter than anything he had ever seen in his life, all the more because the emotions and breeding were genuine. As Dakota's cock drilled her depths, balls clapping smartly against her clit, girth bearing against her g-spot, and thrusts heaving her breasts forward, Richard could do nothing but watch AJ take it.

"Last chance, Allison," Dakota growled into her ear. "I'm gonna cum, soon. It's not too late. Tell Richard what you want."

The stag sat upright at the sound of his name. "Don't do this to me, Allison! Don't you fucking do it!" he snarled.

"I nee' it so ba-aaad," she bawled, suffering through her third orgasm as a splash of femcum trickled down her thighs. As shattered as her mind was now, her body and mind were on the same page. "'kota, I lo-uhn love you, gimme yuh-or foal, pleeease!"

"You want my baby, Allison?" he repeated, turning the doe's head as he leaned over her shoulder, continuing to hammer away at her pussy. "I love you so much, I'll pull out if you want!"

"Nuh-no!" she yelped, clamping down hard on him just from the mere threat. In the back of her head she knew he was only teasing her, getting her to tell him what she really wanted, but she was more than willing to say it. "I'll have it, 'kota, just puh-please cum in me!" she sang for him, heart burning for him deeply. "Make me preg-nant, make me ah-a mother!"

"F-fuck here it comes!" he neighed, putting his back into his final series of thrusts. AJ cried out at these final five strokes, pulled in tight to the stallion so that she was upright on her knees, giving the camera a clear look as he bucked up into her. The final jab into her belly made her see stars, the doe arching her spine and throwing her head back as she felt her lover finally reach his apex.

Her body had become so hypersensitive that she could feel everything that was happening: the massive twitch of the stallion's heavy balls against her clit and thighs as they drew up tight to his body; the heat of his balls, the cum within having simmered since early in the morning; the swell of his thick cumvein as it distended, the natural pipe engorging with equine seed pumping along the length; and the widening of his flare caressing gently against her cervix, like a cannon primed and aimed directly at its target just as it launched everything it had. The first thick rope of his cum blasted directly into her womb and she gasped at the feel of the tide barreling through her cervix. The second blast followed a second later and she moaned, shuddering as it filled her unprotected vessel with rich, potent horse-seed. It felt as if molten gold were being funneled into her womb, heavy and hot in every way. With every throb of his cock he poured more of his spunk into her belly, a sensation of immense pressure tightening beneath her navel. Where her stomach had been flat and slim, it now swelled outward in a subtle but noticeable curve as she was filled to the brim with Dakota's cum; the tremendous excess poured down his balls, a ropy, milky-white slop that dangled off of his nuts low enough to reach the sheets without breaking, and pooling beneath the mated pair as they shared a moment of post-coital tenderness with a deep kiss, riding each wave as he generated it.

The flow had ebbed away when the stallion suddenly jerked and grunted, and gripped AJ tighter in his arms. Before she had the chance to ask what was wrong he groaned and ground his hips against her ass, pressing his flare against her cervix. A different sensation tingled against it, almost as if a thick, gelatinous egg had been nestled against her lower belly. She gasped, realizing the stallion had sealed her womb with his breeding plug, tears of joy rolling down her face as he slid his hand over her breast and then down the curve of her belly. His cock softened and drew out of her folds, but while a deluge of cum poured out of her cleft, the swell in her stomach remained, all but guaranteeing its fate. The pair sat back, basking in the afterglow as they stroked her belly. "Oh guh-god, Dakota," she moaned, as he took her hand and guided it along the fruit of their efforts, "look what you did. Yuh-'re gonna be a daddy..."

"With the most beautiful mommy ever," Dakota sighed, nuzzling her cheek.

The silence that followed was golden, and in that time she'd forgotten a third party was still with them. Nothing mattered more than savoring the feeling of her mate's seed washing through every crevice of her womb, searching eagerly for an ovum to fertilize. She squeezed the stallion's hand, still resting on her swollen belly as the pair regained their breath. Her thought processes regained coherency, and she found herself content- she was exactly where she wanted to be, in the arms of the man she loved.

"You're amazing, Dakota," she muttered, nuzzling him. "I love you."

"Y-you cheating slut!" Richard growled, eyes wide and face etched with hatred. The words seemed to have stirred him back into reality, one he wanted no part in. "How the fuck could you do this to me, Allison!? I gave you everything!"

But the doe only continued to nuzzle Dakota, her ex-fiancee's words lacking bite.

"I'll tell you what you're gonna do, you little bitch- you're gonna get your ass over here, get this wedding set up, and get that freak in your belly aborted! If you don't, you'll be throwing your reputation in the shitter, and I'll _gladly_flush you down with it!"

"Richard," AJ said sweetly. "Shut the fuck up."

The stag stopped short as if her words had been a whip-crack.

"I'm done with you. I've been_done with you for nearly a week, now, and I can't believe you haven't just come out and admitted everything. Do you _really_think Dakota and I did this just to torment you? You _really_can't figure out why we had a video call just to have sex in front of you?" she asked, still rubbing her stomach. "That it didn't remind you of _anything you might have done recently?"

"I... I don't know what you're talking about," the stag admitted- but his face gave it away.

"I'm sure you don't," AJ said. "You were always terrible with technology. That's why you can't find the video you supposedly recorded, the _memory_you wanted to make before you got to Charlotte, before we could get married." She stared at him, keeping her face passive despite the elation she felt watching his eyes widen in horror.

"I didn't--"

But AJ cut him off. "You don't have to lie to me, Richard. In fact, you can stop lying. I know you're not in Charlotte. You're still in New York, at a hotel on Eighth Avenue- you're showing up clearly on my GPS phone locator app. And the hotel room you're in right now is that same I saw earlier- the same one you fucked Roselyn in."

The stag fumbled for words, looking both scared and outraged. "You- what makes y- what the fuck are you talking about?!" he yelled, glaring at the doe. "I'm in Charlotte, at a cheap motel in the middle of the city, Roz is staying with her parents! The fuck are you going on about accusing me of fucking my own cousin?! Who the fuck put that idea in your head, this dumbass mule?! What proof do you even have?"

"Maybe you should ask your parents," AJ suggested. "Or your grandparents. Or your cousins and friends in Charlotte. I gave them all the proof I needed, in the form of that messed-up video call you mistook for a recording. I could_have saved it all to myself and confronted you when you got back, once you realized I never got farther than New Mexico. But I didn't go to college to earn my Masters in music along with learning video editing for _nothing, Richard. I made sure to send a fun little musical number showing your infidelity with Roselyn to the adult members of your extended family. I wanted them to know that the kid in her belly right now belongs to you, so you can actually man up and take some responsibility _without_their support for once."

"YOU WHAT?!" he shouted, the dam breaking as tears streaked down his face. "You... you ruined my life with my f-family all because--"

"All because of what _you_did," Dakota finished for him. "You're the one who started this. I'm just the man she turned to for comfort."

"SHUT UP!" he snarled. "You don't know what this could do to me! The moment my business partners hear about this, they'll--"

"Calm down," she said, and the stag went silent again, breathing heavily as he wiped his face. Her words came easily, as if she'd known them by heart for days, putting emphasis into them as much for his sake as it was for hers- he needed to hear it. "I didn't send them to your business partners. I'm no angel, but I'm not going to ruin your career- because you're going to need it. You'll need it because you had better the fuck_go back to Roselyn and take care of both her _and your child. Prove to me that you're at least_capable enough to be committed to even _one_person in your life, even if it isn't me." She paused and sighed as the rage in Richard seemed to ebb away, deflating him with every word she spoke- she had zeroed in on something, or rather someone, who _did matter to him, breaking the facade of his toughness and control. "You told her you loved her, and as much as it hurt me when I first heard those words, I have no reason to think you were lying. I think I really could forgive you, even after all this, if you actually proved it by staying by her side. This way, I'm giving you _another_chance."

"... You're... you're really going to leave me, then," the stag said, his shoulders slumping in defeat- and for the first time AJ could ever remember, he looked beaten, sad, and completely ashamed.

"I deserve better than you," AJ told him. "But you're not beyond hope. You've seen and felt how much something like this can hurt. You can tell how much I love Dakota, or at least I hope you can. If you can at least understand that, you can get better- but until you do, I can't be a part of it." She paused, letting it sink in for him. "When you get back to California... I won't be there. You'll come back to an apartment without anyone in it, just an engagement ring for you to use in the future. If you're smart, you'll settle your affairs in Charlotte and bring Roselyn back with you, so she won't have to deal with your extended family- you'll have extra space for her and the baby. If you decide to marry her, well... it's legal in both North Carolina and California, and it'll be a step towards demonstrating you have some integrity. But that's up to you."

"Allison," he said, his eyes shut tight. "Allison, I... I'm sorry. I can... I will make things right, just give me a chance to--"

"I'm not coming back," she repeated. "If I did, you would learn nothing. I believe you when you say you loved me- but if that was enough for you, Roselyn wouldn't have been in the picture. You have her now, and the baby you wanted with her; and _hopefully_a better appreciation for them both, now that you know you could lose them if you don't get better."

Richard swallowed, unable to look at the doe, and a spark of hope fluttered in her chest- hope that, if even on a small level, her words were resonating in him. He finally looked up after a minute of silence. "Why are you doing this, if I hurt you?"

"Take it from someone who's been what she's been through," Dakota said, "it's not worth it to be angry and hateful. The only reason you're getting this now is because I told her to wait on it. If she'd gone and chewed you out, neither of you would be better off."

"I don't hate you, Richard, and I don't want to hate you," she told him. "I don't want to be bitter and focus pain and anger. I won't let you hurting me prevent me from being happy; but I had to use it against you so you could become a better man." She leaned in. "Do you understand that?"

The stag turned his gaze away, breathing in deep. "I... yeah..."

"Where is she now?" AJ pressed.

"She's... out to buy something to wear for tonight, she said," he admitted slowly. "Told me she'd text when she's on her way back."

She smiled. "Do better than that, Richard. Find her and take her to dinner. Explain what happened. If you truly mean it, tell her you love her and want to take her back to San Diego with you. Make love to her and cherish who she is. Let that be your first step."

He frowned. "You're... not mad?"

"I was," she admitted, still smiling. "But there's no point now."

"I don't even know what to say... or think," Richard swallowed.

"You don't have to say anything. This is good-bye- for now. But maybe someday you'll be a better man. And if that happens... I'll say hello again."

"W-wait, Allison, wait!" the stag said abruptly. "If it has to be, then tell me, Allison... why him?" he asked, looking directly at Dakota; not with anger, but with confusion.

She looked at the stallion, who cocked his head curiously, and she smiled.

"Because he taught me to love myself again, at a time when I felt worthless. Because he came when I needed him most. Because he was able to admit he was not perfect, and could strive to be better, the way we all should. And because I can live without him- and love him enough that I don't want to." She looked back at Richard, then reached over and grabbed her phone. "I hope that's what you can offer to Roselyn."

The stag nodded, bowing his head. "I... understand..."

"Good-bye, Richard. I hope the next time I see you, you'll be a better person."

And with that, she tapped her smartphone, ending the call.

For what seemed like hours she stared at the black screen, trying to parse through the emotions she was feeling. Part of her was slightly sad, though a stronger part of her felt relief; and as Dakota started rubbing her swollen belly again, it transitioned into happiness. She leaned back into his arms with a sigh, nuzzling her mate.

"Be honest with me, Dakota."

"Always."

"Was I too soft on him?"

He chuckled. "If it were me, and he were physically here, I'd have just punched him in the nuts," he admitted. "But I guess that's just me admitting I can still improve."

She giggled and licked his chin. "Maybe he deserved that. Maybe not. But... what do you think?"

"What I think, Allison, is that you've got a hell of a big heart to do that to him," he said, holding her hand. "You said you were no angel, and maybe that's true, but you may still be a savior to him. By doing what you did... maybe he _does_have a chance. And that makes you better than any woman I've ever known by far."

"Thank you, Dakota," she beamed. "I appreciate that."

He smiled back, then regarded her swollen belly with a more elated expression. "So... I'm gonna be a daddy."

She blushed and laughed, hugging him. "Right where you want to be?"

"Exactly where I want to be."

"I'm gonna miss you," AJ whimpered, tears streaking down her cheeks.

"I'm gonna miss you too," the stallion told her gently. "But it's only for a few days. Once I'm done, I'll put in my two-week notice and talk them into giving me the rest of my time off. I have a good record with them, I know they'll give it to me."

It was easy to say good-bye to Richard. It was almost impossible for her to say good-bye to Dakota, despite knowing she'd see him again soon. They'd spent the night in her room once again, going over their plans for the future; where Dakota would find work, how they would move AJ out quickly, suggesting her parents could set them up for a while until they could find a place of their own- and, once they'd calmed down, the names they'd want to give the baby. It helped her to sleep, the discussion doing everything to make her forget that her mate was going to leave in the morning. But when it finally arrived, she found herself clinging to the stallion. He didn't criticize her for a moment, holding her patiently as they stood next to his semi.

"It's just... I didn't want the weekend to end so soon," she admitted, wiping her face and looking around. "These have been the best days of my life, which is so screwed up, considering it started with my ex cheating on me. It's stupid, but... I'm gonna miss this place, too. It really is an oasis."

"Buck up, little doe," Dakota said, touching noses with her affectionately and getting a watery giggle from her. "You were strong enough to get here in the first place. I know you're strong enough to be without me for a few days. You told me and Richard you were able to live without me, even if you didn't want to, and I believe that."

She sniffled and smiled back. "Yeah... I know..." She took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, I'm just being silly about all this. It's just... the heat is gone, so... I want to know for sure I'll see you again."

"You will," he promised her, holding her close. "I love you, Allison. And I'm gonna come back and walk this path with you, wherever it goes."

"Thank you," she said, nuzzling him. "For everything you've given me."

Six months later

Hi, AJ.

I know you didn't want to hear from me until I got better. I don't blame you for that. Before you delete this e-mail, I want to start by saying I'm not going to beg you to take me back- even if you wanted to, I wouldn't blame you if you didn't. And in any case, it's not necessary. Consider this a progress report, if anything.

I want to start by saying I'm sorry for everything, and that I owe you a clearer explanation for what I did- not as an excuse, but for context, and why I'm at fault. Roselyn and I... we started having sex since I was ten and she was seven. I knew I loved her back then, crazy as it sounds, but at the time I was convinced I was going to marry her when I grew up. We kept up our sexual activities in secret, usually in the woods where nobody could find us. Nobody ever figured out our secret, and we kept it that way up until I graduated high school, when I had to leave her behind to go to college. She wanted to follow me, but our separate paths made it too hard.

I won't deny that you reminded me of Roselyn when I met you- you were hard-working, beautiful, and talented. I was in love with you, but I never forgot about her. She had tried to move on and had just come out of a terrible, abusive relationship, and I felt it was on me to help her. Maybe it wasn't. Maybe I was so used to success that I just let it get to my head, convincing me it was my duty to make sure everything turned out alright, and in the process I ended up hurting you. But I did mean it when I told her I loved her, despite the risks there would have been had I married you. I'm so sorry I acted as I did. I should have talked with you more, told you the person I was- but to admit my sexual history would have been difficult, and for you to believe it, harder still.

In the end, we did end up going to Charlotte. It was bad. I finally understand why you weren't keen on meeting my extended family. But through it all, I kept myself between them and Roselyn, making sure nobody hurt her. I came out with some deserved bruises, but... it's a price I would pay again if I had to. I was at least able to convince my father to transfer the money he'd been keeping in trust for me, on the condition that neither of us ever come back. I gladly accepted and brought Roselyn with me. I saw your letter saying that Dakota had come to help you pack, and I thank you for being honest and not taking everything (I admit... losing the TV was kind of a blow, but I had it coming). Since then, though... everything has been getting better. I started going to therapy on Roselyn's suggestion, and we're working on getting past my flaws. If it hadn't been for you, I don't think I would have started on this path. It feels a bit liberating.

Anyway, around ten weeks into pregnancy we went to have the baby's blood tested- it's healthy, and it's a boy! I wasn't quite sure what I was going to name him, but I'm open to suggestions if you have any. If you'd like, I'll send pictures when he's born. I know you might not want to see me, but... I still hope we can be friends. Maybe sharing what my kid looks like might help towards that.

I hope you and Dakota are doing well, and that you got the child you wanted. I said some awful things that night, even threatening to abort your baby. That... I still can't believe I even said that. I was distraught and confused, and that's still no excuse for what I said. I hope in time you can both forgive me for that, just as I hope you and Dakota have a happy, healthy baby of your own to raise.

That's... about it. I may have more news soon- I kept the ring you left behind and... I think it's time I put it to use. I'm taking Roselyn out to dinner tonight, and that's when I'll ask. Wish me luck.

Sincerely,

Richard Schultz

P.S.: I found the video call we had back then. Like you said, I'm not very tech-saavy, so... I ended up hitting record and capturing the whole thing with you and Dakota. Did you want me to send it to you, or delete it?

... Can I keep it? Feel free to say no lol

"Ah hell, let him keep it," Dakota chuckled. "And tell him to send a copy our way, too- I'd like to get a look at our handiwork. You keep denying it, but you really _could_be a porn star, especially in that white lace set you were wearing."

"Pfft, shut up," AJ laughed, tapping her keyboard with a grin. "I'll tell him we wish him luck, too. He's made progress faster than I expected. Maybe I'll give him another year before we meet up again- sooner, if he keeps up the good work." She looked up at him, eyeing his own laptop on his side of the picnic table. "Speaking of progress- how's your article on Zion National Park coming along?"

"I'm nearly finished," the stallion said proudly, holding up the laptop to show his work on their growing tourism website. "Just need to paste in those photos we took yesterday and it'll be good to upload onto the page! Just in time to satisfy our patrons, no less."

"How many are we up to?" she asked, taking a sip from her thermos.

"Just over 350, now," he reported. "I had my doubts when we started, but... an extra $2,000 each month really makes a difference, doesn't it?"

More than enough for frequent trips across the nation in an RV, they had both agreed. To say the start wasn't rough would have been untrue, but Dakota had proven immediately he was committed to the relationship, easing himself in admirably with AJ's parents and gaining their approval in a week, during which he had rented a moving truck and aided the do in moving out of her apartment. It took only a month of searching for them to find a good place in the northern part of the county, and with AJ's solid work it was easy to convince her boss to let her work from home or on the road, provided she come in occasionally. Dakota, on the other hand, had taken up his love of writing and applied for a job creating written content for low-cost travel agents, a job which demanded travel experiences and suggestions on points of interest throughout the country. Within a few months they had become so impressed with his compositions that they gladly allowed him to work from home and especially on the road- a boon to him, as it gave him the time and space to work on his own novel.

It was during their first trip, to Yellowstone, where AJ had a sudden epiphany. With a combination of her music and video editing skills and Dakota's willingness and interest in camera work, the pair had started creating videos and uploading them on the internet, appealing to thrill-seekers, travelers, and vacationers. Now they were being supported by hundreds of followers looking to get the most out of their travels at low cost, using brief guides they had made. In only six months, they had found themselves in the best place possible-

Exactly where they wanted to be in life.

A small bump in AJ's midsection startled her. "Oof. She's kicking again, Dakota."

The stallion grinned and got up, circling the table. "Finally, when I'm awake. Here, lemme feel it." AJ laughed and leaned back, letting the stallion place his hand on her swollen belly as the foal within kicked gently. Like Richard, she had gotten a blood test performed to ensure her child would grow up healthy, and was pleased to learn she was carrying a healthy girl. The doe had jokingly chalked it up to her mate's impressive output over the course of a week, although she was certain their final night together had been the night they'd conceived. Whatever the case, Dakota had been elated to hear the news, and even her parents had offered sincere congratulations.

"She's gonna be a strong kiddo," the stallion nickered happily, nuzzling her belly and getting a laugh out of her. "I'll bet every kid you get will be."

"'Every kid?'" she repeated. "How many do you want me to have?"

"Well, if we make another eight more we can start our own baseball team, and--"

"You're terrible!" the doe giggled, tapping his snout playfully. "I'm putting the upper limit on three!"

"Aww, just three?" he said, looking up at her with his face between her breasts playfully. "How about five? You know you can keep your figure if we keep hiking like this."

"Well... as long as you take me to places that have these trails to work off the weight," the doe conceded, looking up into the distance. Ahead, the Grand Staircase of Zion National Park could be seen, towering orange stones that escalated as if a path into the sky, illuminated by a setting sun. "We'll see, you big doof."

"Hey," he said suddenly, pulling back and giving her a serious look. "We're gonna be alright, I promise. You know I'll love you no matter how big you get. And I _like_you when you're big like this."

Her smile widened. "I know. So take a picture, it'll last longer."

"Did you bring the white lingerie?"

"You doof!" she giggled, tapping his nose again. "I told you, I'm not gonna wear it again until you marry me!"

"Hmm... then I better hurry up," he suggested with a playful growl, leaning in and nipping her neck. The doe chirped and giggled again, sighing pleasantly as he hoisted her up onto the table and ground his groin against her. "For now, I'll take what I can get here."

"Holy shi-- here?" she asked coyly, arching an eyebrow. "You're so tacky."

"I'm not gonna lie, I always wanted to bang a pregnant woman in Zion," he laughed.

The doe shook with laughter, accepting his kiss as they started to shed their clothes.