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Someone who has been around... for a while. The immortal doe Vicky.

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If you would like early access to my stories, weekly previews and updates, access to my private discord, chance to have your character become part of the lore, and other bonus content, please consider subscribing to my SubscribeStar", "writing": "\n[center][b]JD's Therapy[/b][/center]\n[center]By XP Author[/center]\n\nThe office was dim, though not completely dark. JD preferred it that way. The small room sat far in the back of the coffee shop he ran, The Dead Brew. He sat at his desk, reading through the documents he had been given, not for the first time. He was still having trouble wrapping his head around all of what it revealed to him. Not only was JD the lead manager for the coffee shop, but he had recently gotten promoted to a main mod on D-Gen. His promotion had more to do with the crisis involving someone killing D-Gen members, as he had surveillance cameras set up all around the neighborhood around the shop. It was mostly so he could always watch what was going on around the area, maybe pick out some potential targets, or see some fun things the local college kids got up to when they thought no one was watching. A lot of back alley fucking happened. But it also made his shop one of the most secure areas within the city.\n\nThe irony of his killing grounds being the safest place in Alta Ferro for other killers was not lost on him. His surveillance had also been instrumental in finding and stopping the would-be vigilante that had infiltrated the site. The other mods decided to let him keep his promotion, since he also helped other killers editing videos to post their content. That meant that he needed to get the full intro package as a mod, and that involved learning... some ridiculous things. Things he was still struggling to believe, even with the presented evidence. It was like he was reading the plot to some cyber-fantasy video game.\n\nThe first impossible thing was that magic was real. Not technology pretending to be magic, not divine powers of a god's champion, just straight up magic. Apparently one of the main backers of the site was a wizard. Someone named VyceRoi. He got a video of the possum throwing balls of fire, freezing a person and shattering them to pieces, and making making water take the form of a notably busty dragon. JD noted it could be special effects, but there were other 'truths' that came with this. A lot of them about the other mods. Rathkin, the owner of the site and one of the richest guys in the world, was apparently even more connected than JD had thought, namely to wizards and other magical groups. There was apparently something else, but the details were light on whatever the something else was, and the mink was not forthcoming about more information. Another mod was... even stranger. Sir_Mike_Killgrave was not... actually a person? Apparently, the head of online security for the site was a sentient AI program that 'lived' in the servers for the site, hidden somewhere on Sanctus Isle, the private resort island owned by Rathkin.\n\nThe one that really got him was that ghosts could exist. And he knew one. Iaisa, Phantom_Stripe, one of the fellow mods, was actually a phantom. She had apparently died a long time ago, possibly before he was born, and her spirit remained for reasons even she wasn't sure of. Or reasons she wasn't sharing. This explained a few things. Like how she kept surviving being killed in videos. Even JD had managed to off her once. He had tried to poison her, but it did not seem to effect her, so he was forced to snap her neck instead. Only for her to comment on the video he posted of the whole event. The common theory was she had some kind of body doubles she kept sending out, but no, they were all her.\n\nThere was more information, like how many mythical creatures were real, such as angels, demons, naga, fae, and pretty much every form of yokai. Even VAMPIRES were real!? It was all just too much to believe. He just leaned back in his chair, rubbing his eyes. \"Fuck me this is a lot to take in...\" He wondered how much more there was to all of this. Either this was the most elaborate hazing ritual he had ever seen, or his world was far stranger than he ever suspected. And that was saying a lot, considering the people he associated with already.\n\nHe was actually grateful when he heard the knock on the office door. \"JD. You decent in there?\" He smirked as he heard the voice of the day shift head barista, Allie.\n\n\"Yeah.\" He called out. \"Door's open, c'mon in.\"\n\nThe door opened and the young rabbit stepped inside. The cream-furred 22 year old wore the black polo with the shop's logo on the front, a nametag sitting on the left. The closest thing the shop had to a uniform. Her bottom was covered by a somewhat frilly skirt that ended just above her knees. She did nothing to hide the tattoos on her arms or legs. A snake tattoo was wrapped around her left arm, and apparently more as the head of the snake was on the right side of her neck. The right arm had flames tattooed onto it, and there were spider-web designs on her thighs. He was pretty sure she had a pair of wings hiding under her shirt tattooed into her back. The ink used in the tattoos changed the fur's natural color, standard for most furred people to use, though he knew even if she shaved, the marks would remain. With all of that, her short, spiky hair dyed jet black with purple tips, and no less than 13 different piercings along her long ears, she very much had the goth look down.\n\nShe would be his perfect type, if she wasn't one of his best employees... that, and the rod he knew the transwoman had hiding under that skirt. There was also the tiny matter of her also being a D-Gen killer, going by the name Sashblast. Though she wasn't as active as others, with only 2 vids up so far. By what JD had seen, she was very much a dom and favored... much younger boys. She walked in and put her hands on her hips. \"You've got someone up front asking for you by name.\" She cleared her throat. \"By username.\"\n\nThat got his attention. \"Oh? Someone we know?\"\n\nThe rabbit shrugged. \"I dunno. Some doe. 'Bout my age? Little short, kinda skinny. Looks cute enough.\"\n\nJD chuckled, pushing himself to his feet. \"Short, skinny, and cute. Well, that doesn't narrow it down much.\" He followed Allie out to the front, having to duck to get his antlers under the door frame. He was already pretty tall, but it was late enough in the year that his antlers had gotten to their largest size, adding almost another foot and a half to his height. As much as he liked having the impressive full rack, as they were probably the most masculine thing countering his otherwise effeminate looks, he had banged them against doorways and even some low ceilings enough times that was looking forward to shedding them in a few months.\n\nAs one might expect for a place called The Dead Brew, with Halloween just around the corner the main dining area was decorated even more elaborately than normal. Several plastic skeletons had been posed around the place. A rat's skeleton was sitting at a table, holding a mug of course. Another, this one a canine, was crouched on its knees over a broken mug, as if weeping over spilling their coffee. One of a fox was sitting at the counter, leaning against it with a spoon in hand, posed to look like it was stirring coffee. Others were similarly posed around in similar fashion. Along with the fake skeletons were fake bats, ghosts, tiny coffins, witch hats, and no small amount of pulled cotton strands pretending to be spiderwebs.\n\nThe doe was sitting next to the skeleton at the counter, tilting her head and staring at the thing, as if trying to figure out if it was real or not. JD had toyed with the idea of putting out one real one with the rest, but the risk of someone noticing was a bit too much for a cheeky joke only a small handful of people would enjoy. She wore a fairly mundane set of clothes, especially compared to the punk and goth styles of most of the others in the cafe. Just an off-white t-shirt and a dark blue skirt. But he was sure she looked familiar. She looked like she was in her mid-20's or so, with standard white-tailed deer colors, brown hair tied into a ponytail that hung just past her shoulders, bright blue eyes, and a cute face. But there was something about her face and eyes that seemed... old.\n\nShe smiled as he approached the counter, and he returned the smile. He put on his professional manager voice as he spoke. \"Hello, miss. Allie says you were asking for me? Is there some kind of problem?\"\n\nThe woman shook her head. \"No, no problems. It's good to see you again, JD.\"\n\nHis smile turned a little awkward. \"Uh... likewise?\" He let out an awkward laugh. \"I'm sure we've met, but I'm afraid I don't remember your name. I see a lot of people everyday, so you'll have to forgive my forgetfulness.\"\n\nShe let out an amused giggle. \"That's fine. We didn't exactly talk much the last time I was here.\" Her voice got quieter as she leaned forward. \"I was too busy choking on the poison you put in my coffee.\"\n\nJD blinked in surprise, but then something did click. \"Oh... [i]OH[/i]!\" He blinked several more times as he stared at her, finally recognizing where he knew her. She had been in some time ago, along with Iaisa. He had thought he killed both of them, and though had since learned of the tigress' immortality... so to speak, but he had not expected that the person she was here with was the same. \"S-so wait, you're... um... like Iaisa?\" He didn't want to say much, in case somehow he was wrong. \"Um... Vivi, was it?\"\n\nThe doe giggled again. \"Vicky.\" She corrected. \"And... not exactly like her, no. I'm not a ghost, if that's what you mean. But I am... equally resilient. Iaisa actually sent me, but... uh...\" She glanced at the rabbit behind JD, who was dealing with a customer, but close enough to hear, especially with those big ears. \"Maybe we should discuss that more in private, though?\"\n\nHe glanced over his shoulder at Allie. \"Probably best.\" He motioned to side where Vicky could come around the counter, then turned to his employee. \"Hey, I'm going to be taking my friend back to my office for a talk. Um... don't come back unless the building is on fire, okay? Or someone else comes in using my username.\"\n\nShe gave him a big, knowing grin. \"You got it, boss.\"\n\nHe pat her shoulder gently. \"Good girl. Keep up the good work.\" He turned to see Vicky patiently waiting for him. He motioned to the doorway that led to the back. Past the small stockroom was his office. Once inside, he locked the door behind him, then moved to sit in his office chair. There was a second seat parked up against the wall, and Vicky sat in that. \"So. Iaisa sent you?\"\n\nThe doe nodded, leaning back a little and putting her hands behind her head to relax. \"Yup. Said you would probably be having some problems coming to terms with learning of certain things. Like magic and ghosts being real.\"\n\nHe let out a snort. \"Yeah, that's one way to put it.\" He also leaned back a little in his chair. \"So, you said you're also 'resilient' but not a ghost person. So... what are you then? One of the wizards or something? Or are you an alien? Is that something I need to worry about, too?\"\n\nVicky burst out laughing. \"No, I'm not an alien! Statistically speaking, I'm sure they exist somewhere, but probably not on Earth. At least, I've never met one, which is saying something. I'm also not a wizard or witch or any of that. I can't conjure fire or bend spoons with my mind or any of that. I'm just... immortal.\"\n\nJD quirked an eyebrow. \"Immortal.\" His tone was dubious.\n\nShe nodded. \"Yup. Well... not in the way you would think. I'm... mortem extorres. Banished from death. It's a long story, but let's just say that the goddess Bianis doesn't like when you desecrate her temple, even if it was self-defense...\" She sighed softly. \"Though I knew her as Isis at the time... well, not yet, but she would become that.\"\n\nNow he was really having a hard time grasping things. \"Bianis... Isis... what?\"\n\nVicky groaned, muttering under her breath. \"I told Iaisa she should have been the one to do this.\" She took a deep breath, then let it out slowly. \"Okay. So. You know the court of gods, right?\" JD nodded. \"Okay. So, they've been known by a bunch of different names in different cultures. People get things wrong, even when champions try to correct them, and the next thing you know, a whole religion thinks that Deleth is the god of lightning and fucks everything under the sun. I'm sure what we know now is wrong, too, but I'd hope we're closer than we were back then...\" She waved her hand dismissively. \"But anyway, that's off topic. Bianis is the goddess of life, right?\" JD nodded again, following so far. \"Well, she's also called the mother goddess, as she was the first of the gods to give birth, and the second god to be created after Deleth and Zanduchi sprang from the formless ether.\"\n\n\"Okay...\" He wasn't sure what any of this had to do with anything, but he let her continue.\n\n\"Right, well, that whole mother thing is what a lot of people got way back when. And somehow she got the name Isis, the Egyptian goddess of maternity. Well, she wasn't Isis yet... we called her Ianes, but she would eventually become more widely known as Isis eventually. And the myth hadn't really gained a lot of the extra parts yet, either. Osiris wouldn't be a thing for a long time. Anyway, that's a whole other thing you probably don't want to hear about.\" She smiled. \"So anyway, I was a priestess of Isis in one of her temples... or what counted for one back then.\"\n\n\"A priestess of Isis. In... ancient Egypt?\" He tilted his head, looking her up and down. \"You're telling me you're an ancient Egyptian? Pretty cute for a mummy.\"\n\nHe realized that might seem offensive, but she just burst out laughing again. \"That practice wouldn't start for a lo~ong time after me. But yes, I am originally from what would become Egypt. A few centuries before the first dynasty. Pre-copper age, in fact. I was born in... roughly 4900 BCE. Years get tricky after so long, and they didn't exactly get called the same thing at the time.\"\n\nHe blinked. \"49...\" He had to take a moment. \"Pre-copper... Are you saying you're 7000 years old!? From the literal stone age!?\"\n\nShe nodded. \"Yup. Not the oldest person on the planet, but... possibly the oldest one still up and about, yeah.\"\n\nHe just stared at her for a long time. \"Uh... well... you aged... well? Don't look a day over... 3000...\" She giggled softly. \"Okay, so... banished from death? By a god you pissed off somehow?\"\n\nShe nodded. \"I killed one of her champions in her temple. Or... what passed for a temple. Was more of a stone hut. And, to be fair, I didn't know he was a chosen divine champion at the time... and he was trying to rape me. Apparently that didn't matter, though, and the next thing I know I'm being scolded by the most terrifying presence I have ever experienced, even to this day. And they banish me from death. Basically cursed to wander for all time until I... atone or something.\" She shrugged. \"They've never been very clear on what that means, and I obviously haven't done it yet. At this point, I think they've either forgotten about me, or are just playing with me for shits and giggles.\"\n\n\"Okay... okay, so... saying I believed that wild story. If you're that old, have you-\"\n\nShe held up a hand. \"I'm going to stop you right there. No, I have not met 99% of any important people that got remembered in history. Forget what you saw in movies, it's not like that. I never rubbed elbows with the pharaohs, I didn't meet any of the Roman emperors, I didn't hang out with future kings and queens, or have lunch with presidents. I've actually spent most of my very long life avoiding people like that. They're always trouble. The only ones I ever met that would be important were a few divine champions... other than the one I killed, I mean. I met a couple during the Renaissance. During The Gathering of Champions. Mostly because I happened to be in Florence at the time, and that's where a lot of them were all getting together. I was working at the brothel, so you can imagine how I met them.\" She sighed softly. \"I have unfortunately been involved in quite a few wars, though. Mostly as the bystander that gets completely trampled by the conflict and left in a shallow grave.\"\n\nJD held a hand up this time. \"Okay, I have to ask. Just how the hell does the whole banished from death thing work? Were you faking being poisoned? If so, you're the best damned actress I've ever seen.\"\n\nShe shook her head again. \"No, that wasn't fake. So, the thing about how this all works. I'm not invulnerable. I still get hurt, bleed, and effectively die. But it always gets undone. It's not that I can't die, I just can't STAY dead. I'm not allowed to pass on to whatever is waiting on the next side. And no, I don't know what happens while I'm down. I'm just in darkness for a moment, then I'm back... which can be very disorienting if it took a while.\" She held up a hand again. \"Yes, I've had a lot of attempts. I've been blow up, burned, and even cut into pieces and tossed off of a boat into the sea. That... was not a fun one, since they made sure my head was the last part to be cut off, so I felt all of it.\" She shook her head. \"Anyway, some quirk of this... curse, I guess... is that my parts will always find a way back together eventually. I ended up washing ashore in pieces, and by chance...\" She coughed. \"Divine intervention... all of those pieces ended up in the same room, and then I'm back to being whole again, as if nothing happened... just having missed around 500 years of history. Not the way I expected to come to the new world, as it were. Considering it hadn't been discovered when I was first cut up...\"\n\n\"Okay, that raises another question. How many languages do you know?\"\n\nShe smiled, and said something in... he was pretty sure French. Then something else in Spanish, then three more languages he didn't recognize, another he was sure was Latin, and then back to English. \"A lot. Though over the years, a lot have faded away. Not just from use, but also my head. There's only so much room in there, and the mortal brain was not meant to hang around for thousands of years, so a lot of things are more... vague and fuzzy. A few things stand out, but most of it is like trying to remember a dream you had when you were a child.\" She giggled. \"Ironically, I can't even remember my childhood. Don't remember my parents, or becoming a priestess, just the attack and what happened after, but then it's fuzzy for a long time again.\" She shrugged. \"I don't even remember what my original name was. I've changed it so many times.\"\n\nJD winced. \"Oh... I'm sorry...\" He thought for a moment. \"So wh-\"\n\nVicky interrupted him by standing up suddenly. \"Do you really want to spend all afternoon asking me questions and having me explain things, or do you want to test it out for yourself?\"\n\n\"T-test it?\" He tilted his head slightly. \"You mean...?\"\n\nShe nodded, her smile turning to a smirk. \"Yeah. Y'know, kill me. As long as you don't do anything else while I'm down, I should come back pretty quick.\" She swayed her hips a little. \"Though if you [i]do[/i] want to do something to me, I wouldn't complain. I've learned to quite enjoy it over the millennia...\"\n\nIt was JD's turn to smirk. \"Enjoy it, huh?\" He stood up as well. \"Maybe that's why they haven't lifted the curse yet... You're enjoying your punishment too much.\"\n\nShe nodded. \"That thought has crossed my mind before. Probably right.\" She looked around a little. The office was pretty neat, if slightly cramped. \"Mmmm. Probably something clean. Don't want to go making a mess of your office. How about y-OH!\" She gasped when his hands were suddenly on her cheeks, gently rubbing her jaw.\n\nHe spoke low. \"How about this.\" He quickly shifted his grip, one hand grabbing the back of her neck, the other wrapping around her muzzle, and then he twisted hard. Her whole body jerked as her neck made a series of cracks and pops, her head suddenly turned so far her nose was behind her shoulder. He normally preferred choking his victims, but he really wanted to see if all of this was in any way true. That, and he didn't mind how she started to shake. He let her go, and she slumped down to the floor at his hooves, her skinny body trembling and shivering. Her t-shirt hid any jiggling her small breasts might be doing, but his attention was instead on her legs. Her thighs quivered as she twitched a little, and her skirt had flipped up in the fall, enough to expose a bare crotch. \"Oh... seems you came ready.\" He chuckled, watching her pussy lips as they seemed to tremble with the rest of her. By the slight glistening he saw, she had been aroused. He wondered if she had been turned on already, or if snapping her neck did that. It was even possible that the way they were twitching was her body experiencing an orgasm. At least she didn't piss all over his floor. As much as he liked watching that, he didn't need his office smelling like a urinal.\n\nThe sight of a cute doe twitching and trembling for a few seconds in death throes was more than a little arousing for him, too. Especially with that wet pussy on display. His cock grew stiff, making his trousers more than a little uncomfortable. But, as much as he wanted to shove his cock into that damp cunt, he held himself back... for now. Though he did still slip his pants off to let his cock free. Along with his antlers, the impressive rod was another piece of proof against his girlish looks that he was, in fact, a man. He sat back down in his chair, idly stroking the length while he watched her body grow still. He wondered how long it would take... if any of this was true. He could wait for a little while, but if it took too long, he was just going to fuck her corpse. She could just be some crazy person who came up with all of that nonsense, after all.\n\nAfter a few minutes, he was starting to think that was the case. He had checked a few times, and she definitely had no heartbeat, and didn't react at all to him jabbing fingers against her throat. Just as he was about to stop waiting, Vicky's eyes snapped open and she suddenly took a deep, gasp of air, her head turning back in the right direction equally suddenly. He flinched in surprise at how quickly it happened. One moment she was limp, the next she was sitting up as if waking from a light nap. She shifted her head from side to side, feeling a few clicks and pops as everything went back into place. \"Ah... wasn't expecting th- oh!\" Her eyes fell upon his hard cock as she turned to look at him. She smirked, tilting her gaze up to meet his. \"Did you enjoy the show?\" She was very aware how on display she was right now, doing nothing to hide herself.\n\n\"Watching a pretty doe's corpse twitching at my hooves? Yeah, I enjoyed that.\" He nodded down towards his cock. \"If that wasn't obvious.\"\n\nVicky giggled softly, reaching down between her legs to run a hand against her exposed slit. Looking at her fingers she tilted her head. \"Huh. Didn't use me? Thought you would have fucked me while I was out. I said it was okay... or is that part of the problem? I know some of you D-Gen guys prefer when your partner isn't so willing...\"\n\nJD shook his head slowly. \"No, that's not a problem for me. I was just watching to see if you... Did anything. And, uh... well, you sat up, so that.\" He scratched the back of his head. \"And I checked. You were definitely dead. So... I guess I'm going to have to believe all of this stuff...\" He still wasn't sure he fully believed the whole 7000 years old thing, but at least it seemed her having some kind of immortality was true. \"I can do it again and fuck you properly if you'd prefer... If I remember, that cunt was quite a nice fit the last time I was in it.\"\n\nShe smiled up at him. \"I have a different idea.\" She shifted around to get onto her knees, crawling over to him and nuzzling her face up against his shaft. \"How about you stuff this big boy down my throat instead?\"\n\nHe smirked. \"Oh. Sounds fun.\" He reached out to gently rub the top of her head. \"But how about you get that skirt off first. That way you can properly enjoy yourself while sucking my dick.\" He shrugged. \"Or at least so I can see your pretty pussy while choking you. Might still fuck you while you're down, too, so it'll make it easier. Make less of a mess of your clothes.\"\n\nVicky giggled up at him. \"Oh, how very thoughtful of you. See, you're getting it already.\" She reached down and unbuttoned something behind her left hip. The skirt suddenly was much looser, and she slipped it down her slender legs and set it aside, leaving her lower half completely exposed. She also decided to take her shirt off while she was at it, slipping it up over her head and exposing a flat belly and small, perky tits, her nipples poking through the light tan fur. \"There we go. Much better, yeah?\" He nodded, grinning as she moved to nuzzle up against his shaft again. \"Y'know, it's actually been a while since I tasted a stag. And I wasn't exactly tasting anything the last time you played with me...\"\n\nJD's hand moved down, brushing the side of her face again. \"And I don't get to play with cute does very often.\" He caressed her cheek gently. \"Go ahead, get that lovely mouth open.\" She not only did as he said, but slid her tongue out to run along the length, up to the tip, making his cock twitch. Without having to say anything, she wrapped her lips around his shaft, sliding back down a little. He let out a soft moan as she started to bob her head up and down his shaft. For now, he let her play with the first few inches, content to just enjoy the blowjob. He was tempted to just do this the normal way, but there was no way he was passing up the chance to choke this cute girl on his shaft. He almost never got to do it this way.\n\nShe was also enjoying herself. In all her years being alive, she never lost her horniness. If anything, she had only grown more slutty and kinky as the centuries ticked by. She used to be straight, but had learned to love not only fellow women, but all the shapes in between. Though she was certainly loving the cock in her mouth right now. She pushed her head forward more and more with every bob, eventually swallowing the tip, and then a little more. She felt JD's grip move from the side of her head to the top, his fingers gripping into her hair. She had expected him to just ram it down her throat, but he was being surprisingly gentle.\n\nHe moaned a little louder as his shaft slid into the tight throat, and he felt her swallowing around him. He blinked when she tapped his thigh, and he looked down. She was looking up at him, and gave a slight nod. She pushed forward a little more, a bit over half of his shaft in her mouth, but it seemed all she could do on her own. He got the idea, parting his legs a little as he gripped the back of her head, and pulled it closer. She tensed up instinctively as he forced more of his length down her throat, until her nose was stuffed up against his crotch. \"Good girl. Take all of it.\" He bobbed her head against him a little, but never pulled back more than an inch or two, keeping his rod jammed deep.\n\nHer hands gripped at his thighs, then started to shift where she held constantly, as if she couldn't figure out where best to hold. He felt as a shiver ran through Vicky, her body naturally reacting to the lack of air. She didn't pull back, but she was unable to sit still as her lungs ached and burned. Her head was getting both lighter, and feeling like pressure was building behind her ears. The burning desire for a breath grew more and more desperate as her vision started to get dominated by spots and lights that weren't there. Her whole body was squirming about as she kept shifting on her knees, doing her best to resist the instinctual demand to tug her head back. She felt hotter and hotter as the oxygen was rapidly running out in her system, her heart thudding wildly in her chest now. Through it all, her pussy was soaked, enough that a little of her arousal leaked down here inner thigh.\n\nSoon, the instincts were getting too much for her to fight, her conscious mind losing out to the basic need of survival, something else she had never lost. JD gripped her head tighter as the woman started to really squirm. \"Nope. You're not getting away now.\" He moved his other hand up to grip her head and jam her nose up against his crotch. \"You're stuck until you finally die, little slut.\" He wasn't even sure she could hear him anymore. Her wide eyes were bloodshot, staring straight ahead. He recognized the feral instinct, both in her gaze, and in how she was struggling. She gripped at his legs over and over, her legs squirming and almost sliding out from under her. And her throat just kept clenching around him over and over, her drool running down his balls as he pressed them against her chin.\n\nHe started to thrust himself forward, bobbing her head harder along his length. \"Mph... let's see if I can give you a load before you black out.\" He had been holding back, but as she really started to fall into the panicked struggles, he used her throat as hard as he could. The way it bulged out with so much of his cock lodged into it was just so damned not. Not to mention, he was picking up the scent of her arousal, and the arousal of someone of his own species definitely drove him on. Soon, he was grunting as he mashed her face against his crotch over and over, his cock twitching inside of her. \"Fuck... here it comes!\" He grit his teeth and let out a loud groan, doing nothing to hold back as the pressure rose. Slamming her face against him one last time, he shoved as deep into her throat as he could as he released a heavy load down directly into her stomach. His cock pulsed with every thick shot of cum, blasting no small amount into her. All the while, she squirmed and flailed against him, her mind lost to the need for air he refused to grant.\n\nHe was still giving little humps against her face when her hands fell away from his legs. He still pumped a few more thick shots down her throat as her body started to tremble and quiver, but hang almost limp in his grip. He held her up by her head, his cock in her throat the only thing keeping her upright. He moaned as he felt and watched the last trembles and shivers run through her cute body, but soon, she was still and limp. He groaned again, loving the sight of a woman going limp like that, almost as much as he loved watching the struggles that came before.\n\nAfter a long moment, when he was sure she hadn't just passed out, he finally loosened his grip on her head. He let gravity do the work of pulling her away, her face sliding away from his crotch and down his shaft. He let out a moan as she finally slid all the way off, his cock exiting her throat and her mouth. Vicky fell, her head thumping on the floor near his hoof, her mouth open and slack, her teary eyes wide and staring at nothing. After a moment, his cum started to drool out of her mouth, though most was down into her belly. \"Damn, that is sexy as hell.\"\n\nHe nudged her shoulder with a hoof, pushing her over onto her back. Her limp arm flopped over, and her legs slid completely out from under her, left parted slightly. He saw the arousal on her slit, quite a bit of it, and wondered if she had cum at some point while choking on his cock. As he stared at her, he felt his cock twitch. \"Mmm. Y'know, I was going to wait for you to just sit up again, but...\" He slid out of his chair and moved to get between her slender legs. Gripping her hip, he lifted her up a little, rubbing his shaft against her damp pussy. \"Seeing as how you've gone and left this lovely cunt all wet and ready for me... it would be rude not to use it.\" His cock was already nearly back to full hardness after just rubbing it against her. He didn't normally go multiple times, but having such a cute doe limp in his office was too good to pass up.\n\nMoving his hips, he prodded her slit with his tip, pushing forward to part her lips and slide into the wet tunnel. He let out a low moan as he pushed himself inside. \"Mmm, still nice and tight. Guess that's part of the whole not changing thing...\" He pushed forward farther, just getting all of himself into her when he felt his tip bump against her cervix. \"Mmmph, built to take a stag, like a true doe slut should be. Nice to be able to go without breaking something along the way.\" He shifted his grip up to her sides. \"Means I can go all out without worrying about hurting myself.\"\n\nTrue to his word, he started to hump against her hard, not bothering to start slow. His hips clapped against hers with every hard thrust, his balls slapping against her shapely rear. Every thrust made her body jerk and shift about, her small breasts jiggling a little on her chest, her head rolling a little from side to side. She hadn't gotten cold yet, so her tunnel was still nice and warm around him, for now at least. A part of him wondered if she ever grew cold once she died, but he wasn't about to wait to find out.\n\nHe grunted as he leaned over, thrusting a little harder. His cock twitched and throbbed inside of her, but having cum once already so soon before, it would take a little more to get there again. Though the lovely feeling of her pussy around him, and her limp body under him was doing a lot to push him there. The blank, dead expression on her pretty face also helped. He knew Allie wouldn't be bothering him, and no one was going to walk in on him, so he was able to just close his eyes and enjoy fucking the corpse in his grip. Each thrust hitting deep inside of her as she took every inch of his shaft.\n\nHis cock did start to twitch and throb harder, his hips slamming down against hers over and over, making her whole body rock and jostle about. \"Fuck... sure hope you can't get knocked up!\" He probably should have asked about that, but there was no way he was pulling out now. He struck deep over and over, feeling the pressure in his balls and base of his shaft building more and more. He leaned down a little more, gritting his teeth to keep from moaning too loud, even if it was unlikely anyone would hear anything. He still let out a loud groan as he felt himself getting right up to the edge.\n\nHe did nothing to hold back, slamming himself forward as deep as he could as he came, blasting her tunnel with his load. Even though it was his second one so close to each other, he still dumped quite a bit of his seed into her. With his tip mashed right up against her cervix, he was sure he was shooting quite a bit into her womb. That thought only made him throb that much more inside of her, giving that much more spunk to fill her.\n\nHis eyes snapped open when her legs suddenly lifted to wrap around his middle, keeping him lodged deep inside of her. Her arms came up, wrapping around his neck and dragging him down. The next thing he knew, his lips were pressed right up against hers as she kissed him deeply. He tasted some of what he had left in her mouth, a new experience for him, but he didn't try to pull back. Especially as her limp cunt suddenly clenched around him hard, almost trying to drag him deeper into her, milking him for every last drop. She moaned against his mouth, her body trembling and shuddering under him as she pressed up against him.\n\nAfter a long moment, she finally let him go. He sat up a little, wiping his mouth off with his arm. She giggled softly up at him, realizing his cum was probably still on her lips and tongue. She was certainly still tasting it. \"Heh... sorry... I... wasn't thinking about that.\"\n\nHe shook his head. \"It's okay. Not the first time I've tasted cum. Just... the first time it's... mine.\" He cleared his throat. \"Kind of a new experience...\"\n\n\"Not too bad, I hope?\" He just shrugged. She closed her eyes as another shudder ran through her. \"Mmm, but you were pent up, huh? Fuck, how much did you dump in there?\"\n\nHe smiled. \"Can't help it. Don't get too many pretty does in my crosshairs.\" He looked down, placing a hand on her lower belly. \"Um... though I should ask...\"\n\n\"No. I can't get pregnant. I have tried in the past. So you don't need to worry about having a little foal running around.\" She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. \"But I'm up for you trying with me more... I haven't felt this full from both ends in a long time...\"\n\nHe chuckled a little, feeling her pussy still quivering around him a little. \"Feels like you enjoyed it.\"\n\nVicky giggled softly. \"Waking up to the feeling of a big, hard cock pouring a huge load into me? Yeah... yeah, I enjoyed that.\" She gasped as he slowly pulled out of her. Another tremble ran through her as the length slid out, leaving her feeling a little empty, but satisfied. \"Fuck... definitely need to ride that more...\" She took a shuddering breath as a few more twitches ran through her body. \"It's not often I get to fuck the same guy more than once, since most of them leave me as some kind of corpse these days.\" Another shiver ran through her as she felt the cum slowly leaking out of her. \"Mmmmph. And here I said I didn't want to make a mess...\"\n\nJD chuckled, sitting back and letting himself catch his breath. \"It's fine. It's easier to clean than blood, at least.\" He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. \"As for being a regular... I won't say no. I don't exactly get to repeat this kind of thing. Though if there are more like you and Iaisa out there, I suspect that's going to change?\"\n\nShe giggled, pushing herself to sit up a little. \"Maybe. I dunno. I know of only a few more, but I also know most wouldn't really let you do much do them. One is a lesbian, the other is an older guy, and one...\" She thought for a moment. \"The goat might, but depends what his lover says on it... and if you're into cuntboys.\"\n\nThe stag chuckled. \"C-boy goat? I'd be willing to give it a go if they're up for it. Only ever snuffed out one before. Though technically they were a trans-man. I know some people are picky about the difference between the two, but I don't really care. A dead cunt is a dead cunt.\"\n\nVicky laughed softly. \"Fair enough. I'll pass it along.\" She took a deep breath. \"Mmm... well, I should get cleaned up... probably not a good idea to walk out from the back room with your cum drooling down my legs. Kinky as that would be.\"\n\nHe smirked. \"Yeah, probably shouldn't.\" He reached up and grabbed a box of tissues off of his desk, tossing them over to her. \"Here you go. I'll try to have a towel or something back here next time. Y'know, just in case.\" She smiled at him as she started to wipe herself clean. \"By the way, thank Iaisa for me.\"\n\nShe looked up at him. \"Hmm? Oh... yeah, sure. But you'll probably talk to her before I do.\" She smiled. \"So you're feeling a little better about having your eyes opened to all this hidden stuff about the world?\"\n\nJD shook his head a little. \"Not quite... It's still very overwhelming, but... I guess easing myself into it like this is the way to go.\" He scratched the back of his head. \"Just so long as I don't start getting vampires and demons coming through here...\"\n\n\"Oh, you've already served a bunch of those.\" He just blinked at her as she said it so flippantly. He couldn't tell if she was joking or not, and decided he didn't want to know. Satisfied that she was clean enough, she reached over and grabbed her clothes, getting herself dressed again. He did the same, getting his pants back on. \"Well, this was a lot of fun.\" She leaned up to give his cheek a gentle kiss. \"I'm sure we'll do it again, big boy.\"\n\nHe smiled. \"Never thought I'd say something like this, but I'm looking forward to killing you again?\" They both let out a chuckle as he opened the door to lead her to the front. As overwhelming as everything was, maybe this wasn't the worst thing to learn about. Though he would probably stick to normal people being his usual targets, he had to admit, the idea of killing someone multiple times was... appealing. Especially someone like the cute doe. That he could get used to.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
JD's Therapy

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The office was dim, though not completely dark. JD preferred it that way. The small room sat far in the back of the coffee shop he ran, The Dead Brew. He sat at his desk, reading through the documents he had been given, not for the first time. He was still having trouble wrapping his head around all of what it revealed to him. Not only was JD the lead manager for the coffee shop, but he had recently gotten promoted to a main mod on D-Gen. His promotion had more to do with the crisis involving someone killing D-Gen members, as he had surveillance cameras set up all around the neighborhood around the shop. It was mostly so he could always watch what was going on around the area, maybe pick out some potential targets, or see some fun things the local college kids got up to when they thought no one was watching. A lot of back alley fucking happened. But it also made his shop one of the most secure areas within the city.

The irony of his killing grounds being the safest place in Alta Ferro for other killers was not lost on him. His surveillance had also been instrumental in finding and stopping the would-be vigilante that had infiltrated the site. The other mods decided to let him keep his promotion, since he also helped other killers editing videos to post their content. That meant that he needed to get the full intro package as a mod, and that involved learning... some ridiculous things. Things he was still struggling to believe, even with the presented evidence. It was like he was reading the plot to some cyber-fantasy video game.

The first impossible thing was that magic was real. Not technology pretending to be magic, not divine powers of a god's champion, just straight up magic. Apparently one of the main backers of the site was a wizard. Someone named VyceRoi. He got a video of the possum throwing balls of fire, freezing a person and shattering them to pieces, and making making water take the form of a notably busty dragon. JD noted it could be special effects, but there were other 'truths' that came with this. A lot of them about the other mods. Rathkin, the owner of the site and one of the richest guys in the world, was apparently even more connected than JD had thought, namely to wizards and other magical groups. There was apparently something else, but the details were light on whatever the something else was, and the mink was not forthcoming about more information. Another mod was... even stranger. Sir_Mike_Killgrave was not... actually a person? Apparently, the head of online security for the site was a sentient AI program that 'lived' in the servers for the site, hidden somewhere on Sanctus Isle, the private resort island owned by Rathkin.

The one that really got him was that ghosts could exist. And he knew one. Iaisa, Phantom_Stripe, one of the fellow mods, was actually a phantom. She had apparently died a long time ago, possibly before he was born, and her spirit remained for reasons even she wasn't sure of. Or reasons she wasn't sharing. This explained a few things. Like how she kept surviving being killed in videos. Even JD had managed to off her once. He had tried to poison her, but it did not seem to effect her, so he was forced to snap her neck instead. Only for her to comment on the video he posted of the whole event. The common theory was she had some kind of body doubles she kept sending out, but no, they were all her.

There was more information, like how many mythical creatures were real, such as angels, demons, naga, fae, and pretty much every form of yokai. Even VAMPIRES were real!? It was all just too much to believe. He just leaned back in his chair, rubbing his eyes. "Fuck me this is a lot to take in..." He wondered how much more there was to all of this. Either this was the most elaborate hazing ritual he had ever seen, or his world was far stranger than he ever suspected. And that was saying a lot, considering the people he associated with already.

He was actually grateful when he heard the knock on the office door. "JD. You decent in there?" He smirked as he heard the voice of the day shift head barista, Allie.

"Yeah." He called out. "Door's open, c'mon in."

The door opened and the young rabbit stepped inside. The cream-furred 22 year old wore the black polo with the shop's logo on the front, a nametag sitting on the left. The closest thing the shop had to a uniform. Her bottom was covered by a somewhat frilly skirt that ended just above her knees. She did nothing to hide the tattoos on her arms or legs. A snake tattoo was wrapped around her left arm, and apparently more as the head of the snake was on the right side of her neck. The right arm had flames tattooed onto it, and there were spider-web designs on her thighs. He was pretty sure she had a pair of wings hiding under her shirt tattooed into her back. The ink used in the tattoos changed the fur's natural color, standard for most furred people to use, though he knew even if she shaved, the marks would remain. With all of that, her short, spiky hair dyed jet black with purple tips, and no less than 13 different piercings along her long ears, she very much had the goth look down.

She would be his perfect type, if she wasn't one of his best employees... that, and the rod he knew the transwoman had hiding under that skirt. There was also the tiny matter of her also being a D-Gen killer, going by the name Sashblast. Though she wasn't as active as others, with only 2 vids up so far. By what JD had seen, she was very much a dom and favored... much younger boys. She walked in and put her hands on her hips. "You've got someone up front asking for you by name." She cleared her throat. "By username."

That got his attention. "Oh? Someone we know?"

The rabbit shrugged. "I dunno. Some doe. 'Bout my age? Little short, kinda skinny. Looks cute enough."

JD chuckled, pushing himself to his feet. "Short, skinny, and cute. Well, that doesn't narrow it down much." He followed Allie out to the front, having to duck to get his antlers under the door frame. He was already pretty tall, but it was late enough in the year that his antlers had gotten to their largest size, adding almost another foot and a half to his height. As much as he liked having the impressive full rack, as they were probably the most masculine thing countering his otherwise effeminate looks, he had banged them against doorways and even some low ceilings enough times that was looking forward to shedding them in a few months.

As one might expect for a place called The Dead Brew, with Halloween just around the corner the main dining area was decorated even more elaborately than normal. Several plastic skeletons had been posed around the place. A rat's skeleton was sitting at a table, holding a mug of course. Another, this one a canine, was crouched on its knees over a broken mug, as if weeping over spilling their coffee. One of a fox was sitting at the counter, leaning against it with a spoon in hand, posed to look like it was stirring coffee. Others were similarly posed around in similar fashion. Along with the fake skeletons were fake bats, ghosts, tiny coffins, witch hats, and no small amount of pulled cotton strands pretending to be spiderwebs.

The doe was sitting next to the skeleton at the counter, tilting her head and staring at the thing, as if trying to figure out if it was real or not. JD had toyed with the idea of putting out one real one with the rest, but the risk of someone noticing was a bit too much for a cheeky joke only a small handful of people would enjoy. She wore a fairly mundane set of clothes, especially compared to the punk and goth styles of most of the others in the cafe. Just an off-white t-shirt and a dark blue skirt. But he was sure she looked familiar. She looked like she was in her mid-20's or so, with standard white-tailed deer colors, brown hair tied into a ponytail that hung just past her shoulders, bright blue eyes, and a cute face. But there was something about her face and eyes that seemed... old.

She smiled as he approached the counter, and he returned the smile. He put on his professional manager voice as he spoke. "Hello, miss. Allie says you were asking for me? Is there some kind of problem?"

The woman shook her head. "No, no problems. It's good to see you again, JD."

His smile turned a little awkward. "Uh... likewise?" He let out an awkward laugh. "I'm sure we've met, but I'm afraid I don't remember your name. I see a lot of people everyday, so you'll have to forgive my forgetfulness."

She let out an amused giggle. "That's fine. We didn't exactly talk much the last time I was here." Her voice got quieter as she leaned forward. "I was too busy choking on the poison you put in my coffee."

JD blinked in surprise, but then something did click. "Oh... OH!" He blinked several more times as he stared at her, finally recognizing where he knew her. She had been in some time ago, along with Iaisa. He had thought he killed both of them, and though had since learned of the tigress' immortality... so to speak, but he had not expected that the person she was here with was the same. "S-so wait, you're... um... like Iaisa?" He didn't want to say much, in case somehow he was wrong. "Um... Vivi, was it?"

The doe giggled again. "Vicky." She corrected. "And... not exactly like her, no. I'm not a ghost, if that's what you mean. But I am... equally resilient. Iaisa actually sent me, but... uh..." She glanced at the rabbit behind JD, who was dealing with a customer, but close enough to hear, especially with those big ears. "Maybe we should discuss that more in private, though?"

He glanced over his shoulder at Allie. "Probably best." He motioned to side where Vicky could come around the counter, then turned to his employee. "Hey, I'm going to be taking my friend back to my office for a talk. Um... don't come back unless the building is on fire, okay? Or someone else comes in using my username."

She gave him a big, knowing grin. "You got it, boss."

He pat her shoulder gently. "Good girl. Keep up the good work." He turned to see Vicky patiently waiting for him. He motioned to the doorway that led to the back. Past the small stockroom was his office. Once inside, he locked the door behind him, then moved to sit in his office chair. There was a second seat parked up against the wall, and Vicky sat in that. "So. Iaisa sent you?"

The doe nodded, leaning back a little and putting her hands behind her head to relax. "Yup. Said you would probably be having some problems coming to terms with learning of certain things. Like magic and ghosts being real."

He let out a snort. "Yeah, that's one way to put it." He also leaned back a little in his chair. "So, you said you're also 'resilient' but not a ghost person. So... what are you then? One of the wizards or something? Or are you an alien? Is that something I need to worry about, too?"

Vicky burst out laughing. "No, I'm not an alien! Statistically speaking, I'm sure they exist somewhere, but probably not on Earth. At least, I've never met one, which is saying something. I'm also not a wizard or witch or any of that. I can't conjure fire or bend spoons with my mind or any of that. I'm just... immortal."

JD quirked an eyebrow. "Immortal." His tone was dubious.

She nodded. "Yup. Well... not in the way you would think. I'm... mortem extorres. Banished from death. It's a long story, but let's just say that the goddess Bianis doesn't like when you desecrate her temple, even if it was self-defense..." She sighed softly. "Though I knew her as Isis at the time... well, not yet, but she would become that."

Now he was really having a hard time grasping things. "Bianis... Isis... what?"

Vicky groaned, muttering under her breath. "I told Iaisa she should have been the one to do this." She took a deep breath, then let it out slowly. "Okay. So. You know the court of gods, right?" JD nodded. "Okay. So, they've been known by a bunch of different names in different cultures. People get things wrong, even when champions try to correct them, and the next thing you know, a whole religion thinks that Deleth is the god of lightning and fucks everything under the sun. I'm sure what we know now is wrong, too, but I'd hope we're closer than we were back then..." She waved her hand dismissively. "But anyway, that's off topic. Bianis is the goddess of life, right?" JD nodded again, following so far. "Well, she's also called the mother goddess, as she was the first of the gods to give birth, and the second god to be created after Deleth and Zanduchi sprang from the formless ether."

"Okay..." He wasn't sure what any of this had to do with anything, but he let her continue.

"Right, well, that whole mother thing is what a lot of people got way back when. And somehow she got the name Isis, the Egyptian goddess of maternity. Well, she wasn't Isis yet... we called her Ianes, but she would eventually become more widely known as Isis eventually. And the myth hadn't really gained a lot of the extra parts yet, either. Osiris wouldn't be a thing for a long time. Anyway, that's a whole other thing you probably don't want to hear about." She smiled. "So anyway, I was a priestess of Isis in one of her temples... or what counted for one back then."

"A priestess of Isis. In... ancient Egypt?" He tilted his head, looking her up and down. "You're telling me you're an ancient Egyptian? Pretty cute for a mummy."

He realized that might seem offensive, but she just burst out laughing again. "That practice wouldn't start for a lo~ong time after me. But yes, I am originally from what would become Egypt. A few centuries before the first dynasty. Pre-copper age, in fact. I was born in... roughly 4900 BCE. Years get tricky after so long, and they didn't exactly get called the same thing at the time."

He blinked. "49..." He had to take a moment. "Pre-copper... Are you saying you're 7000 years old!? From the literal stone age!?"

She nodded. "Yup. Not the oldest person on the planet, but... possibly the oldest one still up and about, yeah."

He just stared at her for a long time. "Uh... well... you aged... well? Don't look a day over... 3000..." She giggled softly. "Okay, so... banished from death? By a god you pissed off somehow?"

She nodded. "I killed one of her champions in her temple. Or... what passed for a temple. Was more of a stone hut. And, to be fair, I didn't know he was a chosen divine champion at the time... and he was trying to rape me. Apparently that didn't matter, though, and the next thing I know I'm being scolded by the most terrifying presence I have ever experienced, even to this day. And they banish me from death. Basically cursed to wander for all time until I... atone or something." She shrugged. "They've never been very clear on what that means, and I obviously haven't done it yet. At this point, I think they've either forgotten about me, or are just playing with me for shits and giggles."

"Okay... okay, so... saying I believed that wild story. If you're that old, have you-"

She held up a hand. "I'm going to stop you right there. No, I have not met 99% of any important people that got remembered in history. Forget what you saw in movies, it's not like that. I never rubbed elbows with the pharaohs, I didn't meet any of the Roman emperors, I didn't hang out with future kings and queens, or have lunch with presidents. I've actually spent most of my very long life avoiding people like that. They're always trouble. The only ones I ever met that would be important were a few divine champions... other than the one I killed, I mean. I met a couple during the Renaissance. During The Gathering of Champions. Mostly because I happened to be in Florence at the time, and that's where a lot of them were all getting together. I was working at the brothel, so you can imagine how I met them." She sighed softly. "I have unfortunately been involved in quite a few wars, though. Mostly as the bystander that gets completely trampled by the conflict and left in a shallow grave."

JD held a hand up this time. "Okay, I have to ask. Just how the hell does the whole banished from death thing work? Were you faking being poisoned? If so, you're the best damned actress I've ever seen."

She shook her head again. "No, that wasn't fake. So, the thing about how this all works. I'm not invulnerable. I still get hurt, bleed, and effectively die. But it always gets undone. It's not that I can't die, I just can't STAY dead. I'm not allowed to pass on to whatever is waiting on the next side. And no, I don't know what happens while I'm down. I'm just in darkness for a moment, then I'm back... which can be very disorienting if it took a while." She held up a hand again. "Yes, I've had a lot of attempts. I've been blow up, burned, and even cut into pieces and tossed off of a boat into the sea. That... was not a fun one, since they made sure my head was the last part to be cut off, so I felt all of it." She shook her head. "Anyway, some quirk of this... curse, I guess... is that my parts will always find a way back together eventually. I ended up washing ashore in pieces, and by chance..." She coughed. "Divine intervention... all of those pieces ended up in the same room, and then I'm back to being whole again, as if nothing happened... just having missed around 500 years of history. Not the way I expected to come to the new world, as it were. Considering it hadn't been discovered when I was first cut up..."

"Okay, that raises another question. How many languages do you know?"

She smiled, and said something in... he was pretty sure French. Then something else in Spanish, then three more languages he didn't recognize, another he was sure was Latin, and then back to English. "A lot. Though over the years, a lot have faded away. Not just from use, but also my head. There's only so much room in there, and the mortal brain was not meant to hang around for thousands of years, so a lot of things are more... vague and fuzzy. A few things stand out, but most of it is like trying to remember a dream you had when you were a child." She giggled. "Ironically, I can't even remember my childhood. Don't remember my parents, or becoming a priestess, just the attack and what happened after, but then it's fuzzy for a long time again." She shrugged. "I don't even remember what my original name was. I've changed it so many times."

JD winced. "Oh... I'm sorry..." He thought for a moment. "So wh-"

Vicky interrupted him by standing up suddenly. "Do you really want to spend all afternoon asking me questions and having me explain things, or do you want to test it out for yourself?"

"T-test it?" He tilted his head slightly. "You mean...?"

She nodded, her smile turning to a smirk. "Yeah. Y'know, kill me. As long as you don't do anything else while I'm down, I should come back pretty quick." She swayed her hips a little. "Though if you do want to do something to me, I wouldn't complain. I've learned to quite enjoy it over the millennia..."

It was JD's turn to smirk. "Enjoy it, huh?" He stood up as well. "Maybe that's why they haven't lifted the curse yet... You're enjoying your punishment too much."

She nodded. "That thought has crossed my mind before. Probably right." She looked around a little. The office was pretty neat, if slightly cramped. "Mmmm. Probably something clean. Don't want to go making a mess of your office. How about y-OH!" She gasped when his hands were suddenly on her cheeks, gently rubbing her jaw.

He spoke low. "How about this." He quickly shifted his grip, one hand grabbing the back of her neck, the other wrapping around her muzzle, and then he twisted hard. Her whole body jerked as her neck made a series of cracks and pops, her head suddenly turned so far her nose was behind her shoulder. He normally preferred choking his victims, but he really wanted to see if all of this was in any way true. That, and he didn't mind how she started to shake. He let her go, and she slumped down to the floor at his hooves, her skinny body trembling and shivering. Her t-shirt hid any jiggling her small breasts might be doing, but his attention was instead on her legs. Her thighs quivered as she twitched a little, and her skirt had flipped up in the fall, enough to expose a bare crotch. "Oh... seems you came ready." He chuckled, watching her pussy lips as they seemed to tremble with the rest of her. By the slight glistening he saw, she had been aroused. He wondered if she had been turned on already, or if snapping her neck did that. It was even possible that the way they were twitching was her body experiencing an orgasm. At least she didn't piss all over his floor. As much as he liked watching that, he didn't need his office smelling like a urinal.

The sight of a cute doe twitching and trembling for a few seconds in death throes was more than a little arousing for him, too. Especially with that wet pussy on display. His cock grew stiff, making his trousers more than a little uncomfortable. But, as much as he wanted to shove his cock into that damp cunt, he held himself back... for now. Though he did still slip his pants off to let his cock free. Along with his antlers, the impressive rod was another piece of proof against his girlish looks that he was, in fact, a man. He sat back down in his chair, idly stroking the length while he watched her body grow still. He wondered how long it would take... if any of this was true. He could wait for a little while, but if it took too long, he was just going to fuck her corpse. She could just be some crazy person who came up with all of that nonsense, after all.

After a few minutes, he was starting to think that was the case. He had checked a few times, and she definitely had no heartbeat, and didn't react at all to him jabbing fingers against her throat. Just as he was about to stop waiting, Vicky's eyes snapped open and she suddenly took a deep, gasp of air, her head turning back in the right direction equally suddenly. He flinched in surprise at how quickly it happened. One moment she was limp, the next she was sitting up as if waking from a light nap. She shifted her head from side to side, feeling a few clicks and pops as everything went back into place. "Ah... wasn't expecting th- oh!" Her eyes fell upon his hard cock as she turned to look at him. She smirked, tilting her gaze up to meet his. "Did you enjoy the show?" She was very aware how on display she was right now, doing nothing to hide herself.

"Watching a pretty doe's corpse twitching at my hooves? Yeah, I enjoyed that." He nodded down towards his cock. "If that wasn't obvious."

Vicky giggled softly, reaching down between her legs to run a hand against her exposed slit. Looking at her fingers she tilted her head. "Huh. Didn't use me? Thought you would have fucked me while I was out. I said it was okay... or is that part of the problem? I know some of you D-Gen guys prefer when your partner isn't so willing..."

JD shook his head slowly. "No, that's not a problem for me. I was just watching to see if you... Did anything. And, uh... well, you sat up, so that." He scratched the back of his head. "And I checked. You were definitely dead. So... I guess I'm going to have to believe all of this stuff..." He still wasn't sure he fully believed the whole 7000 years old thing, but at least it seemed her having some kind of immortality was true. "I can do it again and fuck you properly if you'd prefer... If I remember, that cunt was quite a nice fit the last time I was in it."

She smiled up at him. "I have a different idea." She shifted around to get onto her knees, crawling over to him and nuzzling her face up against his shaft. "How about you stuff this big boy down my throat instead?"

He smirked. "Oh. Sounds fun." He reached out to gently rub the top of her head. "But how about you get that skirt off first. That way you can properly enjoy yourself while sucking my dick." He shrugged. "Or at least so I can see your pretty pussy while choking you. Might still fuck you while you're down, too, so it'll make it easier. Make less of a mess of your clothes."

Vicky giggled up at him. "Oh, how very thoughtful of you. See, you're getting it already." She reached down and unbuttoned something behind her left hip. The skirt suddenly was much looser, and she slipped it down her slender legs and set it aside, leaving her lower half completely exposed. She also decided to take her shirt off while she was at it, slipping it up over her head and exposing a flat belly and small, perky tits, her nipples poking through the light tan fur. "There we go. Much better, yeah?" He nodded, grinning as she moved to nuzzle up against his shaft again. "Y'know, it's actually been a while since I tasted a stag. And I wasn't exactly tasting anything the last time you played with me..."

JD's hand moved down, brushing the side of her face again. "And I don't get to play with cute does very often." He caressed her cheek gently. "Go ahead, get that lovely mouth open." She not only did as he said, but slid her tongue out to run along the length, up to the tip, making his cock twitch. Without having to say anything, she wrapped her lips around his shaft, sliding back down a little. He let out a soft moan as she started to bob her head up and down his shaft. For now, he let her play with the first few inches, content to just enjoy the blowjob. He was tempted to just do this the normal way, but there was no way he was passing up the chance to choke this cute girl on his shaft. He almost never got to do it this way.

She was also enjoying herself. In all her years being alive, she never lost her horniness. If anything, she had only grown more slutty and kinky as the centuries ticked by. She used to be straight, but had learned to love not only fellow women, but all the shapes in between. Though she was certainly loving the cock in her mouth right now. She pushed her head forward more and more with every bob, eventually swallowing the tip, and then a little more. She felt JD's grip move from the side of her head to the top, his fingers gripping into her hair. She had expected him to just ram it down her throat, but he was being surprisingly gentle.

He moaned a little louder as his shaft slid into the tight throat, and he felt her swallowing around him. He blinked when she tapped his thigh, and he looked down. She was looking up at him, and gave a slight nod. She pushed forward a little more, a bit over half of his shaft in her mouth, but it seemed all she could do on her own. He got the idea, parting his legs a little as he gripped the back of her head, and pulled it closer. She tensed up instinctively as he forced more of his length down her throat, until her nose was stuffed up against his crotch. "Good girl. Take all of it." He bobbed her head against him a little, but never pulled back more than an inch or two, keeping his rod jammed deep.

Her hands gripped at his thighs, then started to shift where she held constantly, as if she couldn't figure out where best to hold. He felt as a shiver ran through Vicky, her body naturally reacting to the lack of air. She didn't pull back, but she was unable to sit still as her lungs ached and burned. Her head was getting both lighter, and feeling like pressure was building behind her ears. The burning desire for a breath grew more and more desperate as her vision started to get dominated by spots and lights that weren't there. Her whole body was squirming about as she kept shifting on her knees, doing her best to resist the instinctual demand to tug her head back. She felt hotter and hotter as the oxygen was rapidly running out in her system, her heart thudding wildly in her chest now. Through it all, her pussy was soaked, enough that a little of her arousal leaked down here inner thigh.

Soon, the instincts were getting too much for her to fight, her conscious mind losing out to the basic need of survival, something else she had never lost. JD gripped her head tighter as the woman started to really squirm. "Nope. You're not getting away now." He moved his other hand up to grip her head and jam her nose up against his crotch. "You're stuck until you finally die, little slut." He wasn't even sure she could hear him anymore. Her wide eyes were bloodshot, staring straight ahead. He recognized the feral instinct, both in her gaze, and in how she was struggling. She gripped at his legs over and over, her legs squirming and almost sliding out from under her. And her throat just kept clenching around him over and over, her drool running down his balls as he pressed them against her chin.

He started to thrust himself forward, bobbing her head harder along his length. "Mph... let's see if I can give you a load before you black out." He had been holding back, but as she really started to fall into the panicked struggles, he used her throat as hard as he could. The way it bulged out with so much of his cock lodged into it was just so damned not. Not to mention, he was picking up the scent of her arousal, and the arousal of someone of his own species definitely drove him on. Soon, he was grunting as he mashed her face against his crotch over and over, his cock twitching inside of her. "Fuck... here it comes!" He grit his teeth and let out a loud groan, doing nothing to hold back as the pressure rose. Slamming her face against him one last time, he shoved as deep into her throat as he could as he released a heavy load down directly into her stomach. His cock pulsed with every thick shot of cum, blasting no small amount into her. All the while, she squirmed and flailed against him, her mind lost to the need for air he refused to grant.

He was still giving little humps against her face when her hands fell away from his legs. He still pumped a few more thick shots down her throat as her body started to tremble and quiver, but hang almost limp in his grip. He held her up by her head, his cock in her throat the only thing keeping her upright. He moaned as he felt and watched the last trembles and shivers run through her cute body, but soon, she was still and limp. He groaned again, loving the sight of a woman going limp like that, almost as much as he loved watching the struggles that came before.

After a long moment, when he was sure she hadn't just passed out, he finally loosened his grip on her head. He let gravity do the work of pulling her away, her face sliding away from his crotch and down his shaft. He let out a moan as she finally slid all the way off, his cock exiting her throat and her mouth. Vicky fell, her head thumping on the floor near his hoof, her mouth open and slack, her teary eyes wide and staring at nothing. After a moment, his cum started to drool out of her mouth, though most was down into her belly. "Damn, that is sexy as hell."

He nudged her shoulder with a hoof, pushing her over onto her back. Her limp arm flopped over, and her legs slid completely out from under her, left parted slightly. He saw the arousal on her slit, quite a bit of it, and wondered if she had cum at some point while choking on his cock. As he stared at her, he felt his cock twitch. "Mmm. Y'know, I was going to wait for you to just sit up again, but..." He slid out of his chair and moved to get between her slender legs. Gripping her hip, he lifted her up a little, rubbing his shaft against her damp pussy. "Seeing as how you've gone and left this lovely cunt all wet and ready for me... it would be rude not to use it." His cock was already nearly back to full hardness after just rubbing it against her. He didn't normally go multiple times, but having such a cute doe limp in his office was too good to pass up.

Moving his hips, he prodded her slit with his tip, pushing forward to part her lips and slide into the wet tunnel. He let out a low moan as he pushed himself inside. "Mmm, still nice and tight. Guess that's part of the whole not changing thing..." He pushed forward farther, just getting all of himself into her when he felt his tip bump against her cervix. "Mmmph, built to take a stag, like a true doe slut should be. Nice to be able to go without breaking something along the way." He shifted his grip up to her sides. "Means I can go all out without worrying about hurting myself."

True to his word, he started to hump against her hard, not bothering to start slow. His hips clapped against hers with every hard thrust, his balls slapping against her shapely rear. Every thrust made her body jerk and shift about, her small breasts jiggling a little on her chest, her head rolling a little from side to side. She hadn't gotten cold yet, so her tunnel was still nice and warm around him, for now at least. A part of him wondered if she ever grew cold once she died, but he wasn't about to wait to find out.

He grunted as he leaned over, thrusting a little harder. His cock twitched and throbbed inside of her, but having cum once already so soon before, it would take a little more to get there again. Though the lovely feeling of her pussy around him, and her limp body under him was doing a lot to push him there. The blank, dead expression on her pretty face also helped. He knew Allie wouldn't be bothering him, and no one was going to walk in on him, so he was able to just close his eyes and enjoy fucking the corpse in his grip. Each thrust hitting deep inside of her as she took every inch of his shaft.

His cock did start to twitch and throb harder, his hips slamming down against hers over and over, making her whole body rock and jostle about. "Fuck... sure hope you can't get knocked up!" He probably should have asked about that, but there was no way he was pulling out now. He struck deep over and over, feeling the pressure in his balls and base of his shaft building more and more. He leaned down a little more, gritting his teeth to keep from moaning too loud, even if it was unlikely anyone would hear anything. He still let out a loud groan as he felt himself getting right up to the edge.

He did nothing to hold back, slamming himself forward as deep as he could as he came, blasting her tunnel with his load. Even though it was his second one so close to each other, he still dumped quite a bit of his seed into her. With his tip mashed right up against her cervix, he was sure he was shooting quite a bit into her womb. That thought only made him throb that much more inside of her, giving that much more spunk to fill her.

His eyes snapped open when her legs suddenly lifted to wrap around his middle, keeping him lodged deep inside of her. Her arms came up, wrapping around his neck and dragging him down. The next thing he knew, his lips were pressed right up against hers as she kissed him deeply. He tasted some of what he had left in her mouth, a new experience for him, but he didn't try to pull back. Especially as her limp cunt suddenly clenched around him hard, almost trying to drag him deeper into her, milking him for every last drop. She moaned against his mouth, her body trembling and shuddering under him as she pressed up against him.

After a long moment, she finally let him go. He sat up a little, wiping his mouth off with his arm. She giggled softly up at him, realizing his cum was probably still on her lips and tongue. She was certainly still tasting it. "Heh... sorry... I... wasn't thinking about that."

He shook his head. "It's okay. Not the first time I've tasted cum. Just... the first time it's... mine." He cleared his throat. "Kind of a new experience..."

"Not too bad, I hope?" He just shrugged. She closed her eyes as another shudder ran through her. "Mmm, but you were pent up, huh? Fuck, how much did you dump in there?"

He smiled. "Can't help it. Don't get too many pretty does in my crosshairs." He looked down, placing a hand on her lower belly. "Um... though I should ask..."

"No. I can't get pregnant. I have tried in the past. So you don't need to worry about having a little foal running around." She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "But I'm up for you trying with me more... I haven't felt this full from both ends in a long time..."

He chuckled a little, feeling her pussy still quivering around him a little. "Feels like you enjoyed it."

Vicky giggled softly. "Waking up to the feeling of a big, hard cock pouring a huge load into me? Yeah... yeah, I enjoyed that." She gasped as he slowly pulled out of her. Another tremble ran through her as the length slid out, leaving her feeling a little empty, but satisfied. "Fuck... definitely need to ride that more..." She took a shuddering breath as a few more twitches ran through her body. "It's not often I get to fuck the same guy more than once, since most of them leave me as some kind of corpse these days." Another shiver ran through her as she felt the cum slowly leaking out of her. "Mmmmph. And here I said I didn't want to make a mess..."

JD chuckled, sitting back and letting himself catch his breath. "It's fine. It's easier to clean than blood, at least." He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "As for being a regular... I won't say no. I don't exactly get to repeat this kind of thing. Though if there are more like you and Iaisa out there, I suspect that's going to change?"

She giggled, pushing herself to sit up a little. "Maybe. I dunno. I know of only a few more, but I also know most wouldn't really let you do much do them. One is a lesbian, the other is an older guy, and one..." She thought for a moment. "The goat might, but depends what his lover says on it... and if you're into cuntboys."

The stag chuckled. "C-boy goat? I'd be willing to give it a go if they're up for it. Only ever snuffed out one before. Though technically they were a trans-man. I know some people are picky about the difference between the two, but I don't really care. A dead cunt is a dead cunt."

Vicky laughed softly. "Fair enough. I'll pass it along." She took a deep breath. "Mmm... well, I should get cleaned up... probably not a good idea to walk out from the back room with your cum drooling down my legs. Kinky as that would be."

He smirked. "Yeah, probably shouldn't." He reached up and grabbed a box of tissues off of his desk, tossing them over to her. "Here you go. I'll try to have a towel or something back here next time. Y'know, just in case." She smiled at him as she started to wipe herself clean. "By the way, thank Iaisa for me."

She looked up at him. "Hmm? Oh... yeah, sure. But you'll probably talk to her before I do." She smiled. "So you're feeling a little better about having your eyes opened to all this hidden stuff about the world?"

JD shook his head a little. "Not quite... It's still very overwhelming, but... I guess easing myself into it like this is the way to go." He scratched the back of his head. "Just so long as I don't start getting vampires and demons coming through here..."

"Oh, you've already served a bunch of those." He just blinked at her as she said it so flippantly. He couldn't tell if she was joking or not, and decided he didn't want to know. Satisfied that she was clean enough, she reached over and grabbed her clothes, getting herself dressed again. He did the same, getting his pants back on. "Well, this was a lot of fun." She leaned up to give his cheek a gentle kiss. "I'm sure we'll do it again, big boy."

He smiled. "Never thought I'd say something like this, but I'm looking forward to killing you again?" They both let out a chuckle as he opened the door to lead her to the front. As overwhelming as everything was, maybe this wasn't the worst thing to learn about. Though he would probably stick to normal people being his usual targets, he had to admit, the idea of killing someone multiple times was... appealing. Especially someone like the cute doe. That he could get used to.

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