Solitary strands of sunlight wove their way through the forest's sprawling upper canopy, casting dappled golden hues across the mossy, earthen floor. Mesmeric rays ebbed and flowed with each gentle breeze, illuminating the path like some primordial cathedral. Ten-year-old Pan was enveloped by its verdant arms, cradled in a canopy of leaves and brush. 
The vibrant forest was a sprawling, lush sanctuary that seemed to awaken an atavistic resonance within her.
She gazes around in awe. “Wow… This place is so beautiful…” she commented to herself.
She continued deeper, inhaling the damp woodland smells, her nostrils flaring with excitement. 
Breaking through the undergrowth, she stopped in her tracks, a vision of innocence and beauty before her. Stood, poised and curious, was a magnificent young buck with small horns, its russet fur gleaming under the filtered sunlight. Pan couldn’t help but gasp at the sheer allure of the creature; it was the embodiment of the raw, sensual power lurking within the forest.
Its eyes—deep and dark, like pools of the purest ink—seemed to gaze directly into her very soul, revealing her innermost desires and hidden secrets.
“Whoa… Where’d you come from?” Pan asked.
The buck tilted its head, as if weighing and considering her; curiosity mingled with an electric tension within the air. Impulsively, she took another step forward, her hands trembling in anticipation.
“Come here little guy…” Pan gently urged it.
With every step she took, the buck matched her advance, drawing closer and closer. It was as if they were bound by something ethereal, an invisible cord drawing them together in a dance as old as the forest itself.
When she finally stopped before him, Pan reached out tentatively to touch its muzzle. She reveled in the velvety softness, a stark contrast to the power brimming beneath the delicate skin. The buck, seemingly relishing in her touch, leaned into it, encouraging her further.
Pan smiled as she petted it. “Aw! How cute!”
Her voice rendered breathless, Pan ran her fingers along the buck’s jawline, marveling at the smoothness of its tawny fur.
Suddenly, the animal lowered its head as it moved forward, stuck its nose up Pam’s shirt and soon found her nipple. She blushed and widened her eyes when the deer started to suck on it, almost like it was breastfeeding on her.
“Hey! What are you doing?!” Pan exclaimed, completely caught off-guard. “You perv!”
A faint moan caught in her throat as she felt the buck’s skilled tongue tease her erect nub.
She quickly figured that the deer must be thinking that she was his mother.
Not wanting to further indulge it. She stepped away from it and turned away, trying to catch her breath. Her face was still flushed, and she was having trouble reconciling what had just happened.
Sure, the buck's behavior was excusable given its perspective, but it still startled her, leading to a surge of arousal within her.
It approached her again, this time poking her butt with its nose.
"Hey!" She cried out before turning around to face the deer again. She smiled, bent her knees a little and started petting it again. “You naughty boy. Shame on you! What do you want from me?”
She was answered when the deer pressed its muzzle against her lips. Her eyes nearly popped out as a result.
Pan froze, her fingertips brushing against the rough velvet of its muzzle.
When the deer tried to sneak its tongue inside her mouth, Pan pulled away before falling over onto her rear.
“Wha-wha-what?!” she sputtered, even more unsettled and red faced then before as her body trembled.
With a soft nicker, the buck stepped forward, its gaze steady and unwavering. She stared back, her chest heaving with every uneven breath she took. Slowly, she turned herself over till she was on all fours and started to crawl away.
Leaning forward, the deer managed to stop her by grabbing the hem of her capris’ jeans with its teeth.
"Hey! Stop it! Let go!" Pan squealed, trying to escape.
But instead of letting go, the deer began pulling the garment down her legs. Its eyes never strayed from the mother-of-pearl skin revealed with each inch it exposed.
She tried to wiggle away, but with every pull, she moved closer to the buck.
The fabric slipped over her knees and ankles and exposed in her plain white underwear.
“No!” Pan cried.
Her fear increased when the deer leaned forward again and bit the hem of her underwear before beginning to pull. Pan felt her heart stop when she heard and saw the fabric of her panties tearing.
Her body froze, utterly unsure of how to react to this startling development.
She didn’t have much time to ponder it, as the buck ripped off her underwear. The breeze caressed her now naked backside, and she shivered, goosebumps cascading across her bare skin.
She glanced over her shoulder, eyes wide in disbelief and fear. Despite that, she couldn’t help the jolt of heat surging through her body, at the thought of baring herself to this wild creature.
The deer stepped forward again and, to her horror, began to mount her as it placed its front hooves on her back.
Its thick, heavy shaft slid against her wet slit, teasing her mercilessly.
“No… You can’t?!” Pan cried out. Her mind told her to move, but her body making no effort to push the beast away. She whined, wondering if this was just the buck's primal instincts taking over or if it was actually attracted to her. Either way, she felt a shiver run down her spine.
The raw power behind the buck’s thighs was evident as they flexed with each thrust, inching its shaft closer to her yearning entrance.
Before she could process her thoughts, the buck impaled her swiftly, their joining accompanied by her startled gasp.
“Aaah!” she screamed. The he animal’s hooves settled on her hips, pulling her back onto its length in long, steady strokes.
She had never experienced such raw brutality intertwined with such elegance and grace.
The buck's every move was deliberate and measured, drawing in-and-out in a maddeningly slow rhythm.
The handsome creature took charge, dominating her with ease, and her entire world became consumed in their carnal dance.
Her nipples, peaked and taut, rubbed painfully against the emerald carpet beneath her. She whimpered, her body writhing against the foreign sensations that flooded her senses.
A plethora of heat pooled inside her lower belly, waves of desire flooding through her senses.
“Harder,” she cried out, pleading with the beast.
It responded to her desperate cries, pummeling its girth into her, seeking fulfillment just beyond her reach.
The woods warped around her, a shimmering curtain of green that swirled and churned with the buck’s every thrust.
The sheer drooling mass of meat stretching her seemed almost inhuman, its potency only amplified by the fantastical circumstance.
It thrusted in and out of her vulnerable slit with a force that threatened to rip her apart, and she reveled in the pleasure-pain dichotomy.
The buck huffed above her, a picture of untamed might as it plunged into her being.
“Oh, gosh!” she screamed.
Her screams melded with the buck’s primal grunts, forming a lewd symphony in the otherwise tranquil forest.
Beneath her, the ground was slick with sweat, leaves and soil intermingled on her heaving chest.
Her nerve endings tingled uncontrollably, the nerve-wracking pleasure making her head spin each time the buck’s hips crashed against her backside.
Her fingers clawed into the sodden earth, desperate for purchase in the ecstasy of the moment. As the buck spurred her on, a torrent of groans fell from her lips, swirling into the air and joining the thrum of the wind through the trees high above.
Her head lolled back; eyes closed as she gave into every sensation rioting through her. The buck's erection continued to plunge deep into Pan, bottoming out with a wet plop before abandoning her in a swift withdrawal.
The sensation left her breathless each time, how her body ached with both deep-seated pleasure and an indefinable something else. It was as though the wild creature had found something in her that even she had not known was there.
Wet, sloppy noises rent the air as the creature overtook her, driving them both toward the inevitable edge.
With each plunge, Pan's thoughts spun away until all she could concentrate on was the mind-numbing pleasure coursing through her and the exquisite brutality of the buck's thrusts.
Lost in the maelstrom of lust, she failed to notice her impending climax, but the wrenching sensation in her core betrayed its imminence.
Feral and unyielding, the buck hammered her from behind, the tendons in its muscular haunches standing out with every vicious thrust. A crude, guttural moan escaped its throat as it started to climax.
Pan cried out in equal measure as the wave of pleasure that came from the deer cumming inside her body was indescribable, exhilarating, and mystifying all at once.
She had never felt anything quite like this before; her nerve endings practically sizzled, a kaleidoscope of colors urging the edges of her vision as they swam together in a carnal dance.
She pushed her hips back against the buck, a guttural moan escaping her throat as her own climax washed over her in an intense, all-consuming wave. Her vision blurred, momentarily hijacking her senses, a primal cry tearing its way from her lips as she began to come undone beneath the buck.
He rasped above her with each desperate pump, the forceful slaps of flesh a perverse symphony in her mind.
Pan felt as though she were on the edge of the known world, dancing on the precipice of a dark abyss. The raw intensity of each plunge sent fresh spasms rippling through her, a sweet symphony of agony and ecstasy exploded as her pussy clenched around its inhuman girth.
Heat scorched through her womb, and she whimpered with each erotic thrust, pleasure-soaked moans seeping through her clenched teeth. Their coupling grew even more frenzied, the mind-altering ecstasy erasing all coherent thought.
The buck's sinuous muscles flexed as it pounded her into the fertile earth, rutting against her tender sex, inciting a carnal cadence of pleasure that swept them both into heady abandon.
Eventually, it pulled out of her, and while her upper body collapsed on the grassy ground, her ass remained raised in the air and dripping cum. Both sweat and the deer’s own release cascaded down her legs.
She felt so spent, tangles of exhausted exhilaration coursing through her veins.
Still panting, she managed to look back at the buck now. The animal’s lengthy shaft rippled and twitched, even as it caught its own breath.
The big, beautiful creature nestled between her thighs. Its muzzle found her moist entrance, plunging into the folds that still quivered with the aftershocks of their rough copulation.
The sensation of its rough tongue bathing her exhausted pussy sent another rippling shiver through her.
She clenched the ground with her hands, fingers digging into the moss and earth as the buck devoured her, relentless and thorough. Its huge, tawny form towered behind her, a tangible reminder of her recent submission and the loss of her innocence.
She cried out, savoring the rough caresses on her sensitive, swollen flesh; damp tendrils of hair clung to her perspiring forehead. Pan arched her back further, surrendering herself to the buck’s greedy mouth.
The buck grunted, lapping at her slit. Its tongue slithered and swirled, mapping the innermost reaches of her sheath. Each foray wrought delightful tremors from her relaxed limbs until she was a trembling, shivering mess, wantonly abandoned. The animal's grunts and snuffles served as a wicked soundtrack to her decadence, lulling her into hedonistic bliss she never wanted to escape.
She undulated, urging the creature to continue, her hips moving sinuously as it drank from her depths. Fingernails clawed the earth in desperation as the buck's passion consumed her, treated her as a toy made merely for its satisfaction.
But she reveled in it. It was dirty, forbidden, illicit; all the things that she secretly craved. Each swipe of its coarse tongue drove her higher, until limbs trembled, and thoughts frayed.
Pan's soft moans melded with the beast's grunts, filling the air with a wicked symphony that reverberated through the secluded glade.
The buck's large form cast long shadows on the mossy ground, its hunched silhouette reminiscent of a covetous beast fervently prizing its ill-gotten treasure. This wanton dance had trespassed the boundaries of sanity, unleashing carnal desires that Pan had never known existed.
Between the buck's unyielding visage and the earthy ambiance of the forest, she was overcome with the strangest urge yet.
She wanted him to take her again, and again, and perhaps, forever.
Warm wetness pulsed between her thighs as her sex throbbed, aching to be sated once more. It was a craving she couldn’t deny, even if she wanted to.
The buck was not unaware of the girl's desire.
Its dark eyes gleamed, reflecting not only the sunlight filtering through the leaves but a wicked understanding. It leaned forward, resting one of its hooves on her delicate back. A delicate, yet firm nudge cautioned her not to move.
She obeyed, knowing instinctively that the animal had plans for her. She remained still, quivering as she awaited his next move. Her heart raced in her ears, drowning out the soft rustlings and chirps of the forest as time seemed to slow.
With a swift motion, it pierced Pan's defenseless entrance once more. She gasped before biting down on her lower lip. Her hands clawed at the mossy ground, nails digging into the soil.
The creature's conquest continued without pause. It drew its girthy shaft in and out of her slit, each stroke stronger than the one before. Like a piston, the buck plunged within her, making their sordid ritual even more obscene as it rutted against her tender flesh.
Her world spun and swiftly melted away.
At that moment, she existed solely as a being of pleasure, her consciousness wavering in a haze as the buck penetrated her with unyielding force.
Lost within the whirlwind of the beast's lust, Pan began to respond in kind. Slippery wetness coated the buck's shaft as she writhed in delight, canting her hips to welcome his conquest with implicit desire. Fervent moans escaped her lips, mewls of pleasure tinged with a need that drove her completely insane.
The buck's pelvis slapped furiously against her ass, hammering away until her vision wavered, and the sounds of their copulation filled her mind.
Burning heat threaded through Pan’s veins, making her heart race and her breath hitch. Her sex clenched around him, her body's way of urging her to take more and more of the beast's width, more of his length, more of the delicious sensations rippling through her.
Pan’s hands clasped and unclasped, leaving furrowed trails in the soil.
The buck’s guttural groans harmonized with her whimpers, echoing with each powerful thrust.
The beast reveled in this pleasure. It drove deeper and harder, every impact causing Pan to raise her ass higher. Her pale skin gleamed with sweat, and her once-cherry nipples were now tinged dusky pink, evidence of their shared pleasure. The buck’s front legs gripped and released her waist in tempo to their pace, inducing soft cries from her parted lips.
Perspiration dripped down her forehead, pooling at the tip of her nose before landing onto the mossy floor. She responded to its urgency, pushing back with each powerful thrust.
Her hands left deep furrows on the ground, as if trying to grasp onto the last threads of her comprehension. The sensation of the buck’s size inside her was overwhelming, but the blazing pleasure coursing through her veins made her hungry for more.
With the beast's every advance and retreat, it ignited a new flame within her, driving her closer to the precipice.
"Oh. My. God," Pan exclaimed, her voice reverberating through the woods. “I’m gonna cum again! I know it!”
She felt utterly and deliciously full, ensnared by the buck's spellbinding thrusts. Arching her back further, she urged the creature to take her even rougher, their connection building to unexplored heights.
A coarse moan passed through its lips and onto her shoulder, the buck's breath hot and heavy against her skin.
Pan’s sex pulsed with each twitch of his length, milking him greedily like a second skin. Her body responded to his, a symphony of writhing heated flesh, slick with sweat and lust-drenched desire.
The tension boiled, each forceful lunge driving them together in a mating dance, as twisted and primal as the forest around them. They rocked together, skin slapping against skin, her body surrendering and accepting with equal measures.
The buck's thrusts reached a molten depth within her, unleashing a swirling tempest of raw, frantic euphoria.
His scent—musky, wild, and wholly masculine—spilled into her senses, calling to a primal instinct deep within her core that roared for more. The delicate place where their bodies connected throbbed, an agonizingly sweet ache that made her crave the release only the creature could bring.
A shiver ran down her spine as she and the deer came at the same time.
Their bodies shuddered and spasmed, the profound pleasure unlike anything she had experienced before. The buck's release surged within her, filling her utterly. For a brief moment, Pan felt a connection—a primal link that stretched from the creature to her very core. She keened, flames of ecstasy licking at her very soul.
As they both came down from their shared climax, the buck slowly slid out of her, now pliant and at ease. She watched as the creature shook its fur, scattering beads of perspiration across the mossy ground.
Exhaustion tugged at every limb, but a sated smile graced her lips. It was a pleasure she never wanted to forget.
The buck, now spent and satiated, lowered its head to graze on nearby foliage. It seemed content, their shared moment a peculiar dance in a bewitching forest. Pan raised herself up till she was on all fours again, her heart was still racing, her breaths erratic, a stark reminder of her recent pleasure.
She raises her brows when she saw the buck start to leave.
“W-Wait! Don’t go!” Pan protested. Without thinking Pan quickly rose up and sat on her heels as she started to pull her crop top off, followed by her bandana.
The forest air brushed against the cold sweat on her body, making her shiver.
After removing her boots and gloves, she managed to get her jeans completely off her legs while keeping her eyes on the deer, until she was left completely nude.
“Hey!” Pan cried out, which managed to get the deer to stop and turn to her as she crawled after it. “Please…! Take me with you…! Let me be your mate! I’ll forget about my old life and live with you forever in the forest! I know I’m not a deer, but a naked girl in the woods isn’t human or even a Saiyan, she’s an animal. I’m an animal! So please… let me come with you!”
The buck cocked its head, assessing her as she neared. It was an odd feeling, being half-naked in front of a beast that seemed to understand her desires.
She wasn’t sure why she was doing this, or what would become of her. But caught up in the heat of the moment and riding high on the crest of euphoria, she couldn't resist making the offer. Her heart hammered in her chest as the buck seemed to weigh her words.
The buck cocked its head, assessing her as she moved closer to it on her hands and knees. It was an odd feeling, being naked in front of a beast that seemed to understand her desires.
She wasn’t sure why she was doing this, or what would become of her. But caught up in the heat of the moment and riding high on the crest of euphoria, she couldn't resist making the offer. Her heart hammered in her chest as the buck seemed to weigh her words.
As the buck approached Pan, its ears twitched, and it lowered its head to sniff her.
Pan trembled under its scrutiny, her skin tingling at the warmth emanating from the creature.
She held her breath as it sniffed her again, its nostrils flaring, inhaling her scent.
Pan's eyes widened when the deer suddenly kissed her again. This time, it was more insistent, its tongue delving past her lips and dominating her mouth.
She couldn't believe what was happening. She had just got screwed by a deer, wice, and now it was kissing her. It accepted her as its mate.
But as crazy as it sounded, it felt incredibly right. She opened herself up to the buck, her tongue tentatively exploring its mouth. Its hot, wet tongue caressed hers, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.
As they continued to kiss, Pan felt the buck nudge her forward. She stumbled forward a bit, not quite sure what it wanted. But then, after ending the kiss and pulling away, the buck turned around, revealing its rump to her. It was an invitation. Pan's heart raced as she realized what the buck was offering. She crawled closer to it, her fingers tracing the soft fur of its flank. 
She hesitated for a moment before reaching out and tentatively touching the buck's rump.
The buck let out a soft grunt, acknowledging her touch. Pan took a deep breath and leaned forward, pressing cheeks of her face against the buck's rump and rubbing it. She gripped its hindquarters tightly, feeling the heat radiating from its muscular body. The buck remained still, waiting for her next move. 
Pan took another deep breath, feeling the anticipation building inside her. She knew what she had to do. Slowly, after pulling away, she began to move her head forward again and press her lips against its warm, furry rear. The buck let out a soft moan, almost like a sigh of relief, as Pan's lips soon made contact with its anus. 
She could feel the muscles beneath the fur tense up slightly before relaxing again. She continued to kiss the buck's rear, her tongue flicking out to taste its musk-scented flesh.
Pan's heart raced with excitement as she deepened the kiss, pushing her tongue deeper into the buck's anus. The buck let out a low, throaty groan, its hindquarters shuddering slightly under her touch. It seemed to be enjoying the sensation, encouraging Pan to continue. She pressed her face harder against the buck's rear, her tongue exploring every crevice and fold of its anus. 
The buck let out a long, low moan as it shifted slightly, lifting its tail higher to give her better access. Pan felt the buck's muscles tense and relax under her touch, its hips thrusting forward slightly. 
Feeling emboldened, Pan began to suck on the buck's anus, drawing it into her mouth and swirling her tongue around it. The buck's hips bucked forward, grinding against her face in response. The taste of the musk was intoxicating, and Pan couldn't help but moan in pleasure as she continued to worship the buck's rear. 
She gripped the buck's flanks tighter as she took the buck deeper into her mouth. As she sucked and licked, Pan felt the buck's body begin to tremble. It was clearly close to climax. She increased the intensity of her actions, using her hands to massage the buck's hindquarters as she took its anus deeper into her mouth. 
The buck let out a long, low moan, its hips bucking wildly as it finally reached its climax, spraying its seed across the grass below.
When Pan finally let go off and pulled her head out of its ass, both she and the buck panted heavily in an attempt to catch their breaths. The deer began to move away, taking a few steps before pausing to glance back at her. Pan sensed the silent invitation in its gaze, causing a smile to spread across her face. 
With a playful energy, she trailed behind her newfound mate on all fours as they ventured further into the woods. 
Ever since that day, Pan seamlessly merged with the animal realm. She constantly felt the soil beneath her palms and knees, connecting with nature on a profound level. Although she no longer uttered a word, she effortlessly conveyed her thoughts to the beloved deer she had formed a bond with. 
In Pan's newfound existence, there was no space for hesitation or self-awareness. Whenever she experienced sheer bliss, she would gleefully wiggle her behind, swaying to the beat of her own delight. 
As they continued their journey together, Pan and the buck grew even closer. The buck taught her how to forage for food and drink from the plants and streams in the woods. They spent their days roaming through the forest, exploring new areas and strengthening their bond.
The birds, along with all the other woodland creatures, observed her with curiosity as she mischievously wiggled her behind in their direction. The squirrels chattered with enthusiasm, the rabbits hopped nearer, and even the wise old owl hooted joyfully. Pan's new life in the forest was filled with adventure and companionship. 
She had truly become one with nature, and her bond with the buck deepened each day. 
As they roamed, Pan continued to explore her new senses and desires, embracing the primal instincts that had awakened within her. As Pan wandered along the peaceful riverbank, she casually lifted her leg next to a majestic tree and let out a stream of warm liquid. It was a moment of freedom, a feeling of connection to the natural world around her. 
From then on, whenever the urge arose, Pan would lift her leg confidently, finding comfort in the uncomplicated nature of her behavior. The buck watched her curiously, but seemed to understand her newfound actions were simply part of their shared existence.
Together, they continued their journey through the woods, their bond growing stronger with each passing moment.