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This is a sequel to Autumn's Afternoon, If you are at all interested in the plot you should read that first. But, if you're just here to fap, be my guest, although I still suggest reading chapter 1 first. On with the cervine charades:




On the other side of town, a silver Mercedes SUV pulled into the gravel lot, shared parking for a liquor store, barber shop, and Mikey's Pizzeria. David was busy, his paws folding tomorrow's dough, dividing it into equal portions, shaping the soft sticky putty. Placing the dough into plastic totes, he thought to himself. 


"I wonder if this is what boobies feel like," squeezing a pair in his paws before laying them down to rise. 


Outside, Mike the chef was smoking a cigarette, the flood of orders had trickled to a rate that afforded such luxurious breaks. Letting out a lungful of smoke, he hollered at the doe stepping out of her car.


"Hey Dawn! It's good to see you again, gorgeous as always." 


"Hello Mikey, I see you're still practicing your bad habits." Dawn replied, glaring at him. 


"How about yourself, coming home from the club?" The badger teased, flicking his butt into the gravel. 


"No, no, I had a late walk-in at the office." The tall doe replied.


"Working in that getup? No wonder your office is so well regarded." The teasing banter continued.


"Ha ha ha, that's a great idea, but no, I always bring a change of clothes. I can't stand those professional khakis and suit jackets, but I have to look the part. Can't have my patients thinking I got my dentistry degree from a box of cracker-jacks." 


The doe walked in wearing a pair of black yoga pants and a matching sports bra . Both garments clung to her figure, leaving little to the imagination. Her cleavage peeking through the top, and the tight spandex clinging to her crotch. The bell above the door signaled her arrival. David gave his automatic greeting as he looked up from his work 


"Welcome to Mi..my… aye yai ya.i.." as he gazed at the stunning rack of venison that sauntered towards the counter.


"DAVID! DON'T BE A DUMBASS! Stop ogling and get the lady her order." His boss bellowed, following Dawn into his restaurant. 


"YeS sIr." David squeaked, wiping his paws on the front of his apron. He turned to the oven, grabbing three boxes from above the appliance. His eyes turned to pinpricks, and his heart leapt into his throat as he read the receipt. "It's her!" He realized with fear and interpretation. The girl, no, clearly a woman, that had endlessly toyed with him on the phone. He walked the boxes to the register, holding his breath. He set the triodown, robotically reading from the bill.


"Onemediumveggieplusanchovies, onesmallbuffalochicken and OnE laRGe sAUssagE." He gasped, voice cracking.


Dawn rolled her eyes at the nervous coyote.


"What's gotten into you pup?" The badger glared at his young apprentice.


"A large sausage." The doe snickered, paw covering her muzzle as she laughed. Snorting in a very unladylike fashion.


David's light brown fur could not hide the blush that grew on his face. As his boss wrapped his arms around the stunningly beautiful whitetail. The pair hugged, laughing together.


"They know each other?" He thought, blood was returning to his brain from where it had all taken a vacation, his cock. His apron did a pretty good job concealing his growing erection. 


"I think he's in love." Mike teased


Dawn, wiping tears from her eyes, teased in her own way. "Oh, I'm flattered!" Guffaws and cackles still popping up. "I think we're missing something though." She tapped the pizza boxes, leaning on the counter, bringing her boobs closer to David's muzzle. 


"Right, the salad!" David leapt up, sprinting to the fridge. Returning seconds later with the greens, tail wagging, a smile on his face.


"Did the garlic bread fall off the list?" Dawn asked.


The coyote's face fell, he let out a pitiful whine, tail between his legs.


"Oh no, I forgot the garlic bread." He resigned.
"I can make a batch real quick, if you can wait." David replied, dashing for the kitchen.


"No, I really should be home by now…" Dawn said, looking at her smartwatch.


David pleaded, "I'm so sorry… Here!" He rummaged through his pockets. "Take the difference from my tips."


"I'm sure he's dying to give you some kind of tip." The badger teased, under his breath.


Dawn laid a paw on the young fur's  shoulder. David looked her in the eye for the first time. The soft brown circles made his heart throb. The literal definition of doe-eyed. 


"It's okay, David. I get plenty of carbs as it is, forget it."


Mike interjected, "David, it's okay, mistakes happen. Make it up to the lady by carrying these to her car." His boss spoke to him in quiet tones for the first time today.


David's timid smile returned. "Okay."


The teenage coyote vaulted over the counter in the way only a youthful body could. Grabbing the trio of pies and the salad, he followed. Mike held the door for the doe, and his apprentice, smirking as he passed.


"Here ya go, Dawn and Doofus".


The coyote's eyes rolled before falling, his carnivorous gaze landing on the doe's derriere. His lips formed a silent whistle as he stared, the bulge behind his apron now definitely noticeable. Her high, round cheeks jiggled with each step, the doe putting on her best back-porch-swing.


Dawn looked over her shoulder. "Oh yeah, I've still got it." She thought, as the doe reached into her purse. She clicked the key fob, her car chirped. The sound and flashing light got the coyote's attention, his eyes rising to meet her own.


"So, David, what grade are you in?" She asked.


"TEnth" he chirped, before clearing his throat, and awkwardly lowering his voice. "I'm in tenth grade, a sophomore." 


"How fitting." She thought, before asking: "You wouldn't happen to know Autumn would you?" The doe stopped, halfway through the unpaved lot. 


As he scrolled through his short social rolodex, she cut him off. 


"Short, skinny, spots, anime club". She described her daughter, the coyote's eyes squinting in thought. "Green eyes…"


David's face lit up in recognition. "Yeah, Autumn, I know her, but we never talked much." 


"You should try, I think you'd get along well." In a blatant attempt to set up her daughter. Little did she know, Autumn already had those plans.


"I will. We'll see each other in anime club next week." 


"Good" the doe said, resuming the short walk to her Mercedes. David followed, tail wagging.


Dawn opened the rear door, gesturing inside. "On the seat please."


David carefully placed the pawful of food on the leather seat. Turning around, he resigned himself to returning to his abandoned balls of dough. Instead, she embraced him. He froze, arms at his side, her breasts squished into his chest, and she could definitely feel his erection poke her in the belly.


"You know, it's customary to hug someone back." She whispered into his ear. 


His paws, robotically wrapped around her, the flats of his paws barely touched her shoulders. 


"Never hugged a grown woman before?" The doe asked.


"I have…My mom." He stammered. 


Dawn leaned in, whispering in his ear.


"Well, I like being called mommy too." David barely registered the words before the doe stepped back, her forehooves sliding down his arms, to his wrists. She grabbed, then directed his paws, first to her hips, and then her rump. 


The coyote shook, elated at his first sexual contact, but also terrified by the agressive MILF. His paws however had other plans. Strong fingers, well used to kneading dough, kneaded the doe, digging into the soft globes, messaging, squeezing, spreading.  Dawn, after a particularly forceful stretch, moaned in his ear, deeper and darker than the teasing sounds from the phone. 


 
"Alright tiger, that's enough fun for the night."


The anxiety boiling over, the coyote jumped. "Sorry, sorry I.. I.. didn't…" he squeaked.  His wrists were still held by the aggressive herbivore, shaking. 


"You didn't do anything sweetie, I did… You're welcome. What did you think of it?" 


"It was amazing, uhh, th… thank y… you?" 


Dawn raised an eyebrow, and dispensed some motherly advice. "Never tell a girl thank you for letting you touch her, just tell them how good it felt."


The yote paused. She released his wrists, they fell, paws clasped over his lap, concealing the tent in his apron.


"Go ahead David, what did your first groping feel like?"


The green haired canid thought, relaxed, and smiled.


"This is the best day of my life! Ms. Hehaka."


"Please sweetie, call me Dawn.


"All… alright, Dawn, you have the voice of an angel, and your body is softer than the softest dough, hotter than the hottest oven, firmer than the firmest… uhh…" he trailed off, searching for a metaphor. The doe laughed, before questioning.


"How can something be soft and firm at the same time? The older doe teased.


"I… I…I don't know." The coyote replied, his confidence deflated.


"Squats, that's how." "SMACK!" Dawn spanked herself, hard, instantly regretting the sharp sting she'd endure on the drive home, and the moisture causing her pants to pull at her shorn labia. The loud crack echoed through the empty parking lot. She left him standing there, dumbfounded, as she stepped up into the driver's seat. The V8 roared to life as the tinted window slid open.


"Goodnight, Dave." She teased. "I'll see you around." Winking and blowing a kiss as the Benz pulled away, leaving only a trail of dust, and a broken coyote. 


In the window, Mike shook his head. "Never change, Dawn, never change."


David's mind stayed in the gravel, while his body floated back inside. He sat on a barstool, grinning ear-to-ear, eyes glazed over, snout resting on an upturned paw. 


"Yoo-hoo, earth to David, oxygen levels critical." The badger's words did not register until he waved a paw in front of the dazed yote's face.


"Huh?" The teen came back to reality.


"Come on, that dough ain't going to knead itself." His employer's harsh tone returned.


"Actually Sir, can I take a bathroom break?"


"Sure Dave, just…clean up after yourself." 


The coyote's tail wagged as he hurried to the employee bathroom. 


"AND WASH YOUR DAMNED PAWS!"




________




The sound of the garage door caused Autumn's ears to twitch. She closed the incognito tab, "A Vixen's guide: Anal sex", and hurriedly continued her assignments. Her mother's voice was distant.


"Autumn! I'm home. Can you lend me a paw?" The sound of hooves on wood approached, as Dawn stood at the garage door, purse on her shoulder, and pizza boxes balanced on one paw and a raised knee, reaching for the knob. The door opened.


"Oh, thank you sweetie." As Autumn relieved her of the small pie and salad, the pair of deer shuffled to the kitchen. 


On the way Autumn asked, smirking."How was work? Did the trash panda survive?"




"He needed a root canal but I was able to save the tooth, what's left of it anyway. How's the homework coming?" The mother, hidden inside her hot ticket body rising back to the top.


"Almost done!" The fawn lied. 


Dawn eyed her daughter. She was a little jealous of Autumn's shiny, spotted coat, but honestly preferred having her big tits to the cute markings. Her eyes trailed up Autumn's bare legs, very bare, still bare, walking around in her panties bare. Just above her gluteal folds the pink sheer nightgown that hadn't been worn since grade school fluttered around her highschool hips. Her bare back hid under the rosy veil. 


"Autumn, where did you get that? Dawn asked, wondering what sparked the fawn's change in sleepwear preference, as they set down dinner on the kitchen table. 


"I found it in the closet. It's super comfortable and so CUTE." Her daughter replied. 


Dawn finished the description in her head. "Small, revealing, and sexy."


"You haven't fit into this since middle school, plus I can see your boobs." Punctuating the statement with a finger jab to Autumn's right breast. 


"Ow! That hurt!" Autumn yelped, rubbing the tender teat. 


"At least put a bralette on before your father comes home." Her mother chided. 


"No! I. Don't. Want. To." Her hoof stomped on the linoleum. "Besides I bet he won't even notice." 


Dawn was irritated at her daughter's minor tantrum. "Oh you bet huh? You are your father's daughter after all. Name your terms."


"Oh… uhh if he mentions my chest, breasts, nipples, tits, et cetera, or comments on how tight, small, or revealing my nightie is; I lose."
The fawn grinned, sitting at the kitchen table, she had this in the bag. The game was on tonight, and Dad was due home right at kickoff. "If I win, you get me a vibrator." She said proudly.


"Autumn!" The doe gasped. "Absolutely not, what gives you such an inappropriate idea? And where did you hear about vibrators?"


Autumn blushed, looking at her flustered mother. "I've known since middle school, some of the girls got them from their moms as gifts. Or would you rather I got someone else to relieve me? Charlie's been asking me to help him pass algebra, I should set up a study session." The fawn starred her mother down.


Dawn growled. The idea of her daughter clinging to the rebellious weasel's leather jacket as they sped away on his noisy Italian motorcycle, made her blood boil. 


"Besides I know you have one, I've heard the buzzing." She lied. "I've been wondering why we never seem to have extra batteries around." Autumn pushed her mother's buttons.




"Fine!" Her mother relented. "But if your dad so much as blushes, stutters, stares, or makes you blush by looking at your tits, I win." Dawn glared at her belligerent fawn, thinking of a suitable counter. "If I win, next time we order pizza, you have to pick it up." 


The fawn looked up at her mother, thinking "that's it?" 


The randy doe finished. "You have to go pick it up, wearing this!" Pulling at the silk nightdress. 


Autumn pouted. On one paw if she won, buzzing joy, on the other, death by humiliation.


Dawn broke the silence. "What kind of vibrator would you want?" Her parental responsibility receded, ideal self returned. Dawn Hehaka, forest spirit of sex.


"There's more than one kind?" The fawn lied, eyes returning the greens. 


"I have a small collection, I can show you some options if you'd like." Dawn also lied.


"Maybe later." Autumn whispered. 


"So do you agree?" 


"Yeah, let's do it." Autumn said, as her stomach growled. 




"What happened to the garlic bread? Autumn changed the topic with an accusing glare, knowing her mother's notorious bad habit of eating in the car.


"David happened." She replied. "He seemed awfully distracted this evening. 


"David who?" Autumn asked, deflecting. Her eyes avoided her mother's, falling instead to the salad. 


"Coyote, a year below you, about this tall." Dawn described her apprehensive sutor, holding her forehoof a few inches over her head. 


Autumn pretended to be interested only in filling her plate with leafy greens, the hint of a blush returning to her cheeks. 


"Anime club, bright green head fur." 


Autumn looked up. "Oh yeah, the dweeb. He gets picked on a lot."


"Autumn, don't be rude! He was a real gentlefur, he even carried our order to the car for me." A blush formed on Dawn's muzzle as well. 
 
"I'm sure he was distracted." Autumn started to toy with her mom. "He could probably see your fucking cameltoe through those painted-on leggings." A forkful of salad stuffed into her muzzle.


"Autumn! Language!" Dawn flicked her daughter's ear, causing them to fold down, irritated. "How did we end up with a large sausage pizza then? "


Autumn choked on the mouthful of spinach, frantically pulling a napkin to her muzzle.


"You were toying with him, weren't you." Dawn put the pieces together. "Oh David, I'm so wet, give me your thick pepperoni." She mimed, watching her daughter sink under the table in a fit of embarrassed green spittle.


Dawn laughed. "Aww honey! It's okay I was teasing him too." Come here, she hugged Autumn as the fawn cleared her throat, tears welling in her eyes. "That's our weapon," her mother advised. "Bucks have their antlers, wolves have teeth, and the cats claws, we have this." Dawn pinched her daughter's rump. "Show just enough to get them hooked, you could get a man to move the moon for you."


"Okay Mom, thanks." Autumn dried her eyes. "Let's eat, I'm starving, and thirsty." She left the table, returning with one of her father's "big game" cups filled to the brim with water. She gulped nearly a third of it before sitting back down.


"A little dehydrated?" Mom asked, as she opened her fishy pizza box. 


"Uh huh" Autumn replied, ignorant of what her mother was implying. As she wiped her mouth with the back of her paw. 


After a few quiet minutes of munching, Dawn prodded. "So, how was your afternoon?"


"Boring" Autumn replied with a mouthful of lettuce and crudités. "Homework, an hour of TV, and a shower."


Autumn swallowed and raised her drink, her mother taking the opportunity.


"Funny, when I was your age, alone in an empty house, I would have been parading around naked, or trying to see how many fingers I could fit in my hot little holes." 


"PFFFFFT" the water flew out of Autumn's nose. "Cough WHAT! Cough. EWW MOM!". 


"What? I know you masturbate, everyone does. It's nothing to feel guilty about. Do you think I can't hear you writhing in the tub? Or are the muffled screams after bedtime still night terrors?" Dawn jabbed her quivering daughter with an elbow.


"Mom shut up! It's so embarrassing."


"Oh so shy all of a sudden! Did you not just ask for me to buy you a vibrator if your father doesn't notice your boobs". Dawn reached over, sliding her paw up Autumn's chest, causing her right breast to lift, then fall, jiggling. 


"UGH! Mom! You're such a perv!" 


"Nut doesn't fall far from the tree toots, tell me I'm wrong" 


Dawn embraced her daughter as she struggled, trying to escape the torment. "Why else would you want a toy then?"


She relented. "Humph, fine! Yes I was diddling myself when I called. Happy?" 


"For now, we'll talk more later." The doe relented, returning to her salad and slice.


The garage door opened. A pair of white tails flagged in alarm at the heavy sound of workbooks being kicked to the floor and masculine grunts. The pair looked at each other, green and brown eyes wide. 


Butch Hehaka shuffed into the kitchen, an open case of beer under one arm. His head back, antlers threatening the ceiling, the first can of lager chugged on his trip from the garage. 


"Welcome home daddy!" Autumn announced, putting in her best sing-songy timbre. She leapt from the table hurriedly embracing her father before he could look down.


"Cheating!" Dawn thought at her daughter's antics. 


Crunching the empty can in his paw, the bull elk planted a beer flavored kiss on his daughter's head. "Hey princess!" He smiled.


"We got pizza!" The fawn announced, looking up at her dad. 


The elk turned to his wife. "Thanks honey." 


"What's with the booze?" She asked, still chewing. 


Butch sighed, frowning. "It was a rough day, I had to let Jimmy go."


"What! Why? You've been working together since highschool!" Dawn was suddenly interested. 


Her husband somberly explained. "There was an accident. Generator fell from a crane, lucky no one was hurt, but it was a near miss. He was supposed to be in charge, but let his guard down. OSHA is involved, it's a big deal."


"Oh honey I'm sorry."


"Oh no daddy! That's awful." Autumn chimed in, squeezing harder. 


"I'll be okay, I just need to sit down and relax." He suggested it to himself. 


Autumn released him, stepping back, eyes to the floor. He looked at his watch.


"Oh the game is on! Princess, can you bring me my dinner in the den?" He trundled off towards his man-cave.


"Sure daddy." She said nervously. Picking up the large box and following. 


As they left the room, Dawn crept from her seat towards the hall, quietly listening. Autumn stepped into her father's domain. He sat in the dark, slumped in an oversized recliner, remote in one paw, fresh can in the other. The nervous fawn set the pizza box on the coffee table, unwittingly giving her dad a view of her shapely rump, silhouetted by the glowing screen. 


"Thanks Autumn. Ooh! Sausage, my favorite!" 


"You're welcome daddy, is there anything else I can get for you?" 


"No I'm all set, go keep your mother company, she'll probably be in bed before the game is over." He leaned back, eyes glued to the announcers giving their last pregame predictions. 


"Alright, goodnight dad." She replied, as she left the dimly lit room.


"Oh, princess?" He yelled after her. "Cute panties! That color looks good on you! Have a good night!".


Dawn was giggling like a schoolgirl as the beet red fawn walked back into the kitchen. With wide unblinking eyes, Autumn returned to her seat before laying her head on the table. 


"UGHH WHY! I was soooo close." The fawn lamented. 


Dawn, still laughing, comforted her humiliated daughter. "Technically, you won. He never said anything about your breasts, just your ass!" She reached behind the fawn, slipping a finger into the waistband of the turquoise briefs. She pulled, then let the elastic slip off the tip of her nail. 


"Snap!" 


"EEE!" Autumn bolted upright, glaring at her mom. "Wait, really? I win?"


The doe nodded as she bit her next slice. 


"Does that mean…?"


"Yeash, you get your very own vibrator." She replied through a full mouth, the oily smell of anchovies wafted in her fawn's direction.


"Sweet." Autumn replied, diving into her own pizza. 


"So do you want to see mine after dinner?" Dawn asked.


"Sure." Autumn blushed having seen and used some of her mother's "collection" already. 


The pair of oversexed does ate in peace for a while. The quiet punctuated by occasional outbursts from the den. 


"Oh come on ref, are you fucking blind?" Butch screamed at the television.


Dawn huffed. "I'm full, Autumn, do you mind putting away the leftovers when you're done? I'm going to change into PJs, do you want to do this in your room, or mine?"


"'Your room is fine, I'll be up soon." The fawn replied, her trepidation slowly turned into excitement. 


Dawn winked at her daughter as she left the kitchen. Taking a detour to grab her purse from where it rested by the door, she debated with herself. 


"Am I really doing this? She's my own daughter!" The mother asked.


"If not you then who?" Her sexy self responded.
 
"But she's only sixteen?" Mom.


"Where were we at that age?" Sex drive.


"In the locker room fucking half the predators on the football team." The mom whispered.


"That was so fun though. We had them all wrapped around our fingers. We owned that school. Her darker side countered.


"Yeah but Dad had us on birth control and don't you remember the names they all called us? Whore, village doorknob, slut! Even the teachers ogled, you threw out our honor on that tile floor!" The mother scolded. 


"And look where it took us, successful, married to the quarterback, the queen of this town, and a sex life that would make a pornographer blush! A goddess of carnal pleasures!" The forest spirit inside her claimed victory.


"Yeah, sex with everybody but the father of our fawn!" That hit a nerve.


"So we agree then?" The powerful voice of a young fertile doe, hurt but not deterred.


"Agree to what? A gravid graduation? 


"No, we should teach Autumn something we only know now: To love and appreciate her body, to satisfy herself, so she doesn't need the affection of a pack of hungry carnivores to make her feel alive!" The voices finished in unison as Dawn stepped into her boudoir.


"Let's teach this fawn how to use a doe's body." She said aloud, stripping to the fur. She stood, looking at her selection of intimates. Her sensitive nose twitched. The faint smell of hot deer lingered in her closet. It smelled familiar but something was off. She brought a forehoof to her sex. Shaved, both for herself and the preference of certain otters, her large, full labia were parted, dark inner lips protruding slightly in arousal. She ran a finger across her slit, collecting some of her scent. She brought the digit to her nose and inhaled. Yes, definitely different. She picked her sleepwear. A black silk chiffon. The nightgown extended to her knees, but did little to conceal her tan underfur or white skin. Slipping the light silk over her head she adjusted the way its cut clung to her breasts. The modest globes were small enough to defy the ravages of gravity, but looked humongous on her narrow frame. She squeezed the perky DD boobs, thumbs rubbing at her stiffening nipples.


She turned to her toy chest, the dark oak hewn by her grandfather's paw. She opened the top left drawer to withdraw the key, then paused. The key was there, but on top of the spare credit card, she was sure she had hidden it better than that.  Autumn had been careless, returning the key and card in the wrong order. Dawn dismissed her paranoia, using the key to unlatch the top drawer. She scrutinized her menagerie of silicone delights. Nothing was out of place. Each one had the telltale lint and fur that inevitably cling to the soft surface in storage. Nothing else seemed disturbed, wait. The doe picked up the surgical lubricant, finding the tube nearly empty. "I could have sworn I only opened it the other day." The doe thought, she humphed. "Maybe it's just me?" She thought, knowing the shellacking her daughter's behind got last time she snooped was a powerful deterrent. 


The young mother gathered an assortment of vibrating delights in her paws and carried them to her bed. She studied the lewd buffet: A pair of remote bullets, one wired, the other cordless, a simple tapered pink cylinder, a curved g-spot stimulator, and a fancy rechargeable chrome and silicone affair.


"What am I missing?" She thought before the lightbulb lit. The doe dashed back to the dresser. "Where is it," she rummaged, lifting one of her equine companions. "There you are!" She raised the turquoise rabbit, its myriad of buttons in pink and purple. "Maybe one more." She searched again. "You look approachable." She told the thin silver bullet, unbeknownst to her,  it was already well acquainted with Autumn. 


As she closed the drawer, she heard Autumn ask. "Mom? Are you here?"


"Hi sweetie" Dawn appeared from the closet.


"Holy shit mom! You look…"


"Like what Autumn?" She twirled. 


"Hot. Like wow, I…"


"Looks good huh." Dawn was flattered by her daughter's compliment. 


"I saw that exact thing on the cover of Free Fems! It looks better on you than those skinny models though, I mean look at your boobs." 


"Aww thanks honey, I just got it delivered this week. I could order you one too, we'll be like twins!"


"I'd love that Mom, but…" Autumn raised her paws to her chest, raising her small breasts. "Mine are so small, it wouldn't look like it does on you." 


"Oh Autumn, when I was your age, I had a smaller chest too." They'll fill in once you have a fawn of your own." Dawn deposited the toys amongst their siblings, and approached her fawn. She reached out. "May I?" 


Autumn nodded, blushing. Dawn gently cupped her daughter's left breast, thumb stroking gently. Autumn held her breath.


"I wish I had them back." 


"What? But you look superb!" The fawn objected. 


"My back is sore if I run, and my bras are uncomfortable, they ache when I'm in season, and they aren't as nice to play with." She emphasized with a gentle squeeze.


Autumn struggled "But… Can I?" Dawn leaned closer as Autumn brought a trembling paw to the breasts that fed her. "They're really soft, and jiggly." The fawn smiled. "And you can move them around." She fondled her mother's boob. 


"Yeah but it doesn't feel as good as this." Dawn circled her daughter's stiffening nipple with her thumb. "Same number of nerves spread out over a larger surface. Try it."


Autumn closed her eyes and mirrored the motion, her mother's larger nipple stayed pliable, not responding to the small gestures. 


"I still think yours are better." Autumn opened her eyes, locking the green orbs with her mother's loving gaze. 


Dawn released her daughter, sitting on the bed. "Let's talk toys." She patted the mattress beside her. "Lose the panties".


"What?" Autumn objected to the suggestion.


"Are you going to choose with your eyes? That's how I ended up with your father." 


"I thought getting pregnant with me was why you got married?" Autumn teased as she reluctantly peeled the tight aquamarine cotton from her hips.


"Whatever." Dawn rolled her eyes, scooting to the middle of the bed, sitting cross legged. Autumn looked between her mother's legs, before averting her eyes.


"Ew, no you came from there!" She thought as her body reacted. "This is just a lesson, like the talk." Autumn remembered that most awkward conversation. Mom and dad, naked in the living room, teaching her the "birds and the bees". Her mother, unsatisfied with diagrams, pointed out her and her father's parts, giving them proper names. "Penis, testicles, anus, vulva, vagina, clitoris", replacing Autumn's chosen "kitty, peepee, tailhole".


Autumn timidly joined her hot, practically naked mother on the bed. She kneeled legs tight together.


"It's okay dear, I've seen it for 17 years." Her mother encouraged.


"Humph, okay Mom." Autumn blushed as she adjusted, sitting, legs still together, drawn up, knees to chest. Dawn looked at her daughter's crotch, small tight lips, rosy skin under a light peach fuzz, the fur around matted and damp. She waved.


"Hi Autumn's vagina, it's Mom, good to see you again." The playful voice made Autumn groan.


"UGH! MOM! DON'T BE FUNNY WITH IT." The fawn buried her muzzle between her knees. 


"Autumn" Dawn spoke gently. "There's no shame between us girls here." A paw caressed her daughter's ear. The teenager looked up.


"Sorry, it's just weird. Doesn't  this whole thing seem weird to you?" Autumn asked.


"Yeah, it's weird, I'm weird, you're weird, it's a great big weird world. I just want you to be comfortable with yourself. If you can be comfortable here, you can be comfortable and confident anywhere, with anyone. Like, say David." 


"Hmmm" Autumn winced, then opened one eye, the other joined. "I guess you're right." She relaxed, sliding her legs apart and sliding the tight silk up her belly. "Hi Autumn's vagina, it's been awhile, like, an hour." Waving at her groin. 


Dawn snickered, looking down. "Good evening Dawn's pussy, the pleasure, as always, is mine." 


Autumn gasped at her mother's vulgarity. "I guess I wasn't too far off calling it a kitty as a kid." 


"I wonder who gave you that idea" The doe grinned. "Go ahead, sweetie. Your turn."


Autumn sighed, wagging her fingers in her mother's direction. "Hi Mom… Dawn's va… pussy, it's… uhh nice to meet you?" 


"You've met before, Autumn." 


"Yeah yeah seventeen and…" she counted. "Five months ago. But not like this. When did you start shaving it? Why?"


Dawn giggled, her breasts wiggling. "On and off over the years, but I've been on a steak lately. I started for your father, men in general like it, it's cleaner. Plus, it feels pretty nice." Dawn reached down, stroking herself, spreading it slightly, giving Autumn a show." 


"Yeah, I get it, less fur, less mess. I remember when I started growing fur there." Autumn stroked herself as well. "It can't feel good shaving it, though." She winced. "And if you slipped and cut yourself… ow."


"Actually I get it waxed, the shaving is just for upkeep, you get used to it." 


"Ahh! Waxed? Like pulled out? That must be excruciating! And where would you even get that done."


"Oh it's not too bad, sweetie, they do a really great job at the spa, it's part of the total package, mud bath, mani-pedi, massage. They cover it with numbing oil first, soothing lotion after. You should come with me sometime, a doe's day out!" 


"Ehhh, maybe, but I'm not just going to do it for myself, we're still…" her paw returned to her labia. "Getting acquainted." 


"Wax or no, you should do it, it's addictive. Anyway, take a look." Dawn gestured to the assortment of toys beside them. "Where do you want to start?" 


Autumn was immediately drawn to the rabbit, its bright colors and varied textures appealing. "What's this one?" She asked, pointing to the complex marital aid. 


"Going straight to the most… complex huh?" Dawn picked up the large dildo. Bringing it between them before hitting the "all max" button. Autumn jumped as the device came to life. A racket of noise, buzzing, grinding, whirring. The tip gyrated, red lights lit in a ring around the tapered tip. A ring of silver beads rotated around the base of its shaft. The protuberance that dangled from the handle, curving halfway up the shaft bounced, buzzing furiously. The whole thing trembled like an earthquake. 


"Woah! Too much!" Autumn leaned away, shielding her, still tender, vagina from the furious plastic dick. 


Dawn turned the device off, laughing. "Sorry hon, I couldn't help myself."  She hit the "1" button instead. The dildo silently quivered, tip slowly waving, no lights, no rotating beads. She held it out. 


Autumn timidly accepted. The large, electronic dong was heavy, the hard plastic base squeaked. It felt cheap.  She wrapped her paw around the shaft, it pushed against her, stirring. She pointed to the buzzing accessory. "What's this thing?"


"It's a clitoral stimulator. Think about it, where would that be if you were using it."


"Like sticking it in?" Autumn's mother nodded, affirming.


Autumn reclined, legs akimbo. It was Dawn's turn to blush, expecting her daughter to use it. Instead autumn held it to her belly. With the base lined up with her snatch, the tip extended most of the way to her navel, the telltale bunny ears buzzed above the top of her slit. "Ohh I get it, it gets all of you, inside and out."


"Yup the total package." Her mother put on a grin, disappointed.


Autumn sat up, hit the "all off" button and pointed the head at her mother. I think it's still too much."


"That's okay sweetie, you kinda jumped into the deep end with this." Dawn took it from her daughter, dropping it unceremoniously to the bed. "Here, try this." She suggested, pawing Autumn the pink torpedo.


The fawn examined the hard, smooth metalized plastic. Turning the device around, her eyes narrowed. "How do you turn it on?" 


Dawn picked up its curved, green sibling, holding the g-spot vibe up for Autumn to see. "Look, you twist the bottom, like this." The doe spun the knurled black plastic, a soft thrum filled the room. Her fawn mirrored, a second note joined the symphony. "It's variable too, try it." Autumn turned the control, the buzzing changed in force and pitch in coordination with the knob. The fawn turned it to a gentle hum, and brought the tip to her left nipple. She moaned, fully relaxing for the first time since she was alone.


  Dawn was so turned on she could have taken a stallion. 


"Here, like this." The doe brought her own toy between her thighs, rubbing the green plastic against her inner thigh, moving it closer and further from her pussy. 


Autumn blushed, but followed, the buzzing tickle on the erogenous area brought her closer to doing something she never thought she'd do.


The two deer looked at what each other were doing, the mother leading the lewd incestuous dance. She brought the vibrator to her lips, and groand. "Uuuhhh yes…" 


Autumn did the same, her smaller parts meant that the, relatively small vibe buzzed against both her labia. "Ahhh it feels good." The fawn agreed, closing her eyes.


Dawn slipped the tip of her green buzzer to her entrance, it slipped inside easily, the humming muffled. She teased herself a little, before pulling it out. "Autumn, look." 


The fawn opened her eyes and watched her mother masturbate. She tried to match, but her tight entrance resisted the insertion. She gasped. "Ooh it's, it's big." 


At the sound of the small voice saying something so alluring, Dawn came. 


"Gah, hah, ah." Her free paw flew in, rubbing her clit furiously. She writhed, then yanked the toy from her entrance, a surge of juice followed, spraying on the bed. She laid back. Breathing heavily.


"Damn Mom, hair trigger?" Autumn ceased her own efforts. 


"Huh, uhh, ha, ah, no… it, it was you." Dawn replied."You, you're so sexy."


"Aww, Mom!" Autumn dove, hugging her doe. She kissed her. What she planned on being a loving peck lingered. They started making out. When Dawn's paws started kneading her daughter's ass, the kiss broke. "Hey, don't squeeze the Charmin." 


"Why? Are you starting to like it?" The doe replied. 


"Maybe" Autumn teased, rolling off her mother. 


"Here." Dawn turned on side, forehoof hovering over her teen's sex. "Let me try." 


Autumn, still shy, clamped her paws over her crotch. "EHHH… can I  just try something smaller instead?"


Dawn's ears laid back. "Too fast?"


"Uhh, yeah, Mom."


Dawn struggled to think of a way to get Autumn to relax, and just let it happen. 


"Ahh! I have a fun idea." The doe exclaimed, reaching down and picking up the Bluetooth model. 


"Cute." Autumn replied, taking the Pink silicone bullet. It was about the length of her ring finger, and a little wider. Mostly hard plastic it was coated in velvety silicone. There was a chrome band in the middle and a loop of silicone covered wire extended from one end.


"This is one of my newest ones, it's Bluetooth, hooks up to your phone. You can control it wirelessly, or if you give them the password, someone else, anywhere in the world. It's a lot of fun in private but it really shines out in public places. Here, let me get my phone." Dawn rolled onto her side searching through her purse on the nightstand. 


Autumn glanced at her mother's upturned rump. The white skin, now flushed pink, was damp, and Autumn peeked at her tailhole. Dawn's was much larger than her own untrained ring. Instead of a tight star, her mother's was a puffy oval, looking more like a slit. Autumn wondered if that came with age, or experience, she was about to ask when Dawn sat again, phone in paw. 


"Here, there's an app." Dawn showed the controls to her daughter. "You can set up a program of changing strength to tease yourself throughout the day, or have it turn on with text commands from someone else. They send two numbers, strength and time."  


"Why would I let someone else control a vibrator?" Autumn asked.


Dawn giggled. "Well I can think of a few situations. Like, if you're on a date, dinner at a fancy restaurant, a movie or something, your partner would have absolute control. Imagine your sitting at the table, candles, live music, very romantic. He excuses himself to the bathroom. You're alone, older couples and families around, maybe looking over the menu and it hits. He starts toying with you and you have to suppress your pleasured moans."


Autumn interrupted, "Okay okay, I get it, public teasing."


"Do you want to try it?" Dawn asked.


"Shure" Autumn said timidly, reclining and spreading her thighs. She paused. "Cou…could I use some like this in my tailhole?" The blush returned to her white fur.


"Ohh you like anal huh? Nut didn't fall far from the tree, he he. But no, you shouldn't use things like this for butt play, only toys with a flared base otherwise they might get lost. Don't ask me how I know."


Autumn raised an eyebrow at her mom. "Now I have to ask?"


It was Dawn's turn to be timid, hiding her face and turning away from her fawn. "Nooooo, I can't, it's too embarrassing. I've never told anyone EVER." 


"Aww come on Mom, it can't be that bad." 
Autumn pleaded.


"It is that bad." Dawn turned back to her daughter, sighing at the begging look she got from Autumn. "UGH, FINE! I was 14, and masturbating my ass with a cucumber and it broke."


Autumn gasped, and smiled.


"It gets worse, I spent hours trying to get it out, I was panicking, it started to hurt. I was too embarrassed to go to the emergency room so… I… asked… my… Da…"


Autumn interrupted. "No! Your Dad! O. M. G."


Dawn cowered again. "See I told you it was too embarrassing! He was a doctor, he didn't want to do it either but…" Dawn looked back at her daughter. Autumn was staring at the ceiling, one paw caressing her left breast, the other sliding the pink vibrator up and down her slit. "You little perv! You're getting off on this, aren't you?"


Autumn stopped her idle playing. "Yeah, I, uh I guess?" 


"What about this is doing it for you? The thought of my daddy…" Dawn probed before Autumn answered for her.


"Honestly, just the thought of you as a fawn, frigging yourself in the tailhole with a cucumber. How big was it?" Autumn started playing with herself again.


"Here, this might help." Dawn picked up her phone and set the vibrator on a sinusoidal wave of gentle vibrations. 


Autumn gasped. "Ooh, that's, that's nice." Grinding the toy harder into her folds. "Go on.. I want to hear more."


"Okay. In that case I'll start from the beginning." Dawn continued as she picked up the small wired bullet, slipping it inside her sex, before turning it to low. "I learned early on that my tailhole was particularly sensitive. I'd grown bored of my fingers, or the handle of my hairbrush, and was on a real veggie kick at the time. Carrots weren't cutting it anymore and we were out of bananas, so I grabbed a cuke."


"Mmmh how big was it?" Autumn asked now with both paws between her legs, the right holding the gently pulsing vibe to her clit, the other behind her, two fingers sliding across her tailhole. 


"Here." Dawn rose from the bed. "Let me find something about that size." The doe sauntered into her closet looking back at the fawn laying in her bed masturbating. She held the controller for her bullet vibe in her left paw.


Autumn continued running the vibrator around her dampening sex. Her eyes followed her mother's bountiful, muscular ass as it disappeared into the walk in. "Gawd my Mom is so hot." She thought.


Dawn returned, the remote now secured to her left thigh with a black garter. Her paws behind her back. Standing at the bedside, her daughter's masturbation paused. Tossing the jar of coconut oil on the bed, she revealed the jet black silicone dildo. A copy of an average buck's erection, it was about 10 inches long. Its impressive length is offset by its modest girth. "It was an English cucumber, about this long, but not tapered like this." She wrapped her paw around the midpoint. "About this thick along the whole length." She handed the silastic phallus to her daughter.


Autumn pinned her vibrator between clenched thighs. Using both paws, she held the dildo, fingers wrapping around the shaft. "It's big, but not too big. Keep going with the story, what did you do with it?" 


"Well, where was I? Ah yes, I washed it carefully in the kitchen sink. It was bigger than anything I'd put in myself, at that point, so I needed to warm myself up. I… I started by blowing it." Dawn started filling in the details of that day she'd tried to forget for 20 or so years.


Autumn had to ask. "Blowing? Like a blow job? I've heard about that but… uhh, do guys really like that? Putting their dick in your mouth and blowing it?"


Dawn giggled. "I don't know why it's called that, it sounds funny, but you don't actually blow. Everything else though they love, kissing, sucking, slurping.  I just assume suck job doesn't sound as sexy. Do… Do you want me to show you how?"


"That's okay, Mom. I think I'd like to figure that out on my own, ya know like when I have an actual boyfriend. Autumn replied 


"Sure, sweetie, I get it." Dawn reassured, as she picked up the jar of white wax. "As I pretended I was sucking some hunky buck, I started lubing up with coconut oil." The doe opened the jar and scraped the white crumbly grease on two fingertips. "It's kinda like butter, hard when it's cold, but melts really fast. Here, feel it." 


Autumn balanced the dildo between her breasts, her left paw returning to the vibe, her right drifted towards the offered creme. As she did, her mother smeared it onto her fingers. 


"Go ahead, test out." Dawn urged, her own paw dove behind her tail to smear the remains on her own ass.


Autumn watched for a moment, as a pleasant smile appeared on her mother's face, before raising her hips. Her fingers wedged in between her cheeks, and she felt the hard waxy substance immediately soften as it contacted her hot hole. She pushed the remaining pellet of unmelted plant butter into her ass. Her hungry tailhole swallowed the fatty offering, and her fingertips. She gasped, hole clenching as she withdrew. The fawn studied the clear oil on her fingers. "It's not very slippery but it feels nice, kinda like lotion." 


"It was my favorite back then, no sticky mess. Just be careful it will soak into your undies and leave an oil spot." Autumn's mother advised.


"What did you do next?" The fawn resumed gently rubbing at her pink tailhole. 


"I… I can show you, if you'll let me." The doe asked her fawn. 


Autumn smirked. "You're really enjoying this aren't you?" Her mom blushed. "Alrighty then, what do you need me to do?" 


Dawn took the dildo from where it was nestled in her fawn's shallow cleavage. "Well when I did it I was on my knees."


Autumn turned over to her paws and knees. "Like this?"


Her mom placed a paw between her shoulder blades. "I had my head and chest on the floor. One paw between my legs, and the other behind." She gently pressed her daughter to the bed. 


The fawn buried her face in the sheets, embarrassed as the nightgown bunched around her shoulders. Her mother's paw slowly rubbed, then massaged her back. Her other paw joined in on the back rub. "You're awfully tense, Autumn."


The fawn sighed, turning her head to her mom. "Mmmm, that feels nice." The rubbing continued down her back, to her hips and down to her knees. The doe massaged her fawn's calves. Autumn's breathing became shallow as she widened her stance, her mother's paw now rubbing the inside of her highs. Dawn continued further towards her daughter's nethers. She could feel the heat radiating from Autumn's core, smiling as her daughter's tail curled upwards, revealing her swollen folds. Autumn softly groaned in disappointment as the paws drifted away from her crotch, sliding out and massaging her ass. Dawn smirked as she kneaded and squeezed the soft globes. The fawn mewled, and started rolling her hips as she was spread by her mom. 


"Nothing is stopping you from touching yourself sweetie, that's why you're here right?" 


At the encouraging words, Autumn's left paw darted to her sex, rubbing at her folds. She moaned as she dug her middle finger in. She gave a few quick thrusts before curling her knuckle and stroking the soft spongy spot that she'd so recently discovered. 


"Easy there Autumn, take your time, we're in no rush." Dawn grabbed her fawn's wrist, guiding her to a slow, teasing pace. "Are you ready to see what I did with the cucumber?


"Yes… Please!" Autumn demanded breathlessly.


Dawn dipped the first two fingers of her right paw into the coconut oil. She rubbed the melting grease into her daughter's tailhole. 


Autumn gasped. "Oh God, yes." Her paw left her dripping folds as she rocked on her mother's bed.


"My my, Autumn, you have a real sensitive ass don't you." Dawn hummed as she increased her pressure on the pulsating ring. 


"Yeah… it's my favorite place to play with," Autumn whispered.


"Good girl." Dawn murmured as she sank her oily index finger into Autumn's ass. The rhythmic squeezing slowed as she waited for her daughter to relax.  "That's it, give me a little squeeze". Autumn clenched around the lone finger. "Good, now relax". Dawn felt her daughter's tailhole slacken, quickly becoming accustomed to the intrusion. Very quickly. "You're doing great sweetie, take a deep breath." As Autumn inhaled the doe withdrew to her first knuckle, and the second greased finger teased her fawn's entrance. "Now let it out." Autumn exhaled, the breath turned into a moan as her mother's first two fingers slid in. In one smooth motion Dawn sank her slender fingers all the way in her daughter's ass. 


"Oh wow, Mom. It… it feels so good." The fawn mused, her muscles milking the doe's fingers. 


"You play with your tailhole a lot huh?" Dawn smirked. 


Autumn scrunched her face before burying it in the duvet, and nodded.


Dawn prodded. "What's the biggest thing you've stuck in here?


Autumn kept her face hidden in the linen. She held up her right paw, pinky and thumb held to her palm. She wiggled three fingers in the air, lying.


Dawn was pleased. "Mmm three fingers huh? I bet it felt great." She started thrusting with her fingers. 


Autumn raised her head. "Ooohhh fuck, mom."


"Autumn! Language!" Dawn scolded. 


The fawn rolled her eyes. "You're going to lecture your daughter on cursing while fingering her in the ass?"


Dawn sighed, and pulled her paw away. "You're right, I shouldn't be doing this."


"No, mom, I want it. Please don't…don't stop." Autumn pleaded.


"Why am I doing this with my own daughter?" The conflicted doe asked herself. 


"Because I asked you to. I talked you into this, remember? I want to feel what you felt when you were fourteen." Autumn demanded.


"Fine, you little perv." Dawn relented. 


"Hey I wasn't the one frigging myself in the ass with fruit at 14." 


"Autumn, shut up." 


Dawn slathered the black silicone dong with coconut oil and poised it at the fawn's tailhole. "Deep breaths, in… and out .. Relax." The tip of the slippery dong breached Autumn's practiced asshole, the first three inches slid in with no resistance. 


"Ooohhh Yeaaaahhhh" Autumn gasped. The fawn's head rose, back arched as her eyes rolled.  "More" 


Dawn pulled the dildo back an inch before advancing again. Four more inches entered the fawn's greedy hole. 


Autumn panted as her muscles clenched and relaxed, staring at the headboard. "Tell me the story, tell me and show me."


"I, a skinny little fourteen year old fawn, kneeled on my bed. I had been fingering my tailhole for a few minutes, with the cucumber halfway down my throat. I was fantasizing about sucking off the highschool quarterback, a buck, I think Ted was his name. I was pretending I was in the bed of his pickup, lubing him up. I told him he was too big for my front parts, but if he wanted he could take my backdoor." Dawn withdrew the dildo and stared at her daughter's small gaping tailhole. The doe started rubbing at her clit, and kicked her vibrator up a notch. Lining up again she sank the toy into her fawn's butthole, it plunged into the halfway point. Autumn bit her lip and groaned.


"It hurt a little, but the good kind of hurt. I started slow." Dawn began thrusting the toy in Autumn's ass, slowly picking up speed.


Autumn mewled with each thrust, eyes closed, her breathing shallow. Her pink flower dripped nectar into her mother's bed.


"It didn't take me long either. I started getting wet immediately, rocking my flat chest against the sheets. I wanted more." The dildo hilted in Autumn's ass, Dawn rocked her wrist grinding the silicone balls against her daughter's sex. 


"Ahhh FUCK!" Autumn yelled, the linen balled up in her clenched fists.


"Shhhh, quietly, Dad's downstairs, remember?" Dawn chided.


Autumn pleaded, "Please, Mom, I'm so close." Before biting on a knuckle to quiet herself.


Dawn started thrusting the full length of the black, buck dildo in her fawn's backside. "I was so close too, right on the edge and then…"


Dawn pulled the dildo out of her daughter's hole.


"SNAP. It broke in my paw, half of the cucumber fell to the bed and the other half disappeared. Just when I was going to cum."


Autumn gasped, as the cool air of the bedroom filled her empty rectum. "Ugh why did you stop?" Autumn begged, as her fingers delved under her tail, playing with the loose ring. Two fingers searched for her lost climax, groaning. 


"I didn't get to finish either." Dawn continued her embarrassing tale. "I was panicking. I ran to the bathroom and tried to push it out. It started hurting. I tried grabbing it with my fingers, but I only pushed it out of reach. I heard the door open and yelled for my dad."


Autumn could picture the pubescent fawn, sitting on the toilet with her paw between her legs. "Daddy help!" She cried, the fur on her cheeks wet with tears. 


"Your grandfather, he was the best dad in the world to me, he wasn't embarrassed at first, just concerned." Dawn continued.


_____


"What's wrong princess? Are you hurt?" Dieter Rothirsch, MD, asked his daughter through the bathroom door 


"Daddy I… I'm sorry, I was uhh… I screwed up!" Young Dawn stuttered, crying.


"Can I come in?"


"Yeah… sniffle."


Dieter opened the door to find his daughter sitting on the toilet, naked .


"It's okay Dawn, you can tell me anything, I won't be mad." The middle-aged buck replied.


"You promise?" The fawn asked, as her father dried her eyes.


"I promise, Dawn, I promise."


"I was… masturbating." She winced.


"That's okay sweetie there's nothing wrong with that." Her Dad replied.


Little Dawn started crying again. "I was… using a cue... cucumber in my tailhole, and it broke… I think it's stuck." She blushed and looked away.


The buck shuddered. "Uhh, does it hurt?" 


The fawn nodded.


"Where does it hurt? In your belly?" He asked, pivoting from father to clinician.


Dawn shook her head. "No stomach ache, but my tailhole is… a little sore from trying to push it out." 


"We should really take you to the emergency room, Dawn."


The fawn gasped. "No daddy! I can't! It's too embarrassing. You're a doctor, you've always helped me in the past, why not now?"


"Well I don't think it's appropriate for me to touch you there, especially now that you've started growing up." Dr Rothirsch broke his professional demeanor, blushing and rubbing the back of his head.


"Please, daddy, I don't want some stranger in the hospital to touch me there. I trust you. Please help me." Young Dawn pleaded.


"Okay fine, I'll help you, but only if you agree that if I stop and say you have to go to the hospital you will." 


The fawn nodded, standing up from the toilet.


"We're going to have a talk after this, maybe not today, but soon." He warned, as he palpated her abdomen. "Does it hurt here? How about here?" 


Little Dawn shook her head as her father pressed and poked at her belly. She giggled. "Daddy that tickles."


He smiled at her. "I don't feel anything unusual, can you turn around? Put your paws on the sink please. I'm going to look at your bottom now. 


The fawn blushed, placing her paws on the sink and lifting her tail.


She gasped as her father spread her cheeks. He hummed and hawed. "I don't see any bleeding, bruising or trauma. Why don't you put a towel down on your bed, I'll be there in a minute." He patted her on the butt and pointed to her room.


"Thank you daddy, I'm starting to feel better already." The fawn calmly walked to the closet, grabbing a towel and heading down the hall. She spread the white terry cloth on her bed and laid upon her stomach. 


"Come in." She answered the knock on her door. Her father walked in, a glass of water in one paw, and his leather house call bag in the other.


He set the bag down beside the bed. "Sit up sweetie. Here, take this." He pawed her the glass of water and a small white pill.


"What is it daddy?" She asked.


"Alprazolam,  it will help you relax, you may feel drowsy but it shouldn't make you sleep. It will take a while to start working, so if you feel nervous or uncomfortable let me know and we can wait for it to take effect."


Teenage Dawn nodded and tossed the pill in her open mouth. She drank the entire glass of water, before giving it back to her dad, smiling. "I'm already less nervous, because you're here daddy."


"Okay sweets, can you lay down on your left side for me?" The buck asked, reaching into his leather bag. 


Dawn could hear her father donning the glove, and the clink of metal. His gloved paw guided her knees towards her chest, he spoke softly. "I'm going to check inside with my finger, let me know if anything hurts or you want to stop." 


She nodded, closing her eyes. She heard the soft pop of a plastic cap. The fawn jumped as he touched her tailhole. "It's okay dad, just cold." She reassured, his finger circling the pink, irritated skin. She took slow, deep breaths and tried to relax. The soothing cool gel felt good. She let out a whispered moan as his fingertip breached her ring. He slid in to his second knuckle. 


"Any pain?" He asked, her head shaking "no?".
He advanced his large index finger further into his daughter's ass. She clenched as his knuckles contacted her perineum. He paused, afraid he had hurt her. Thankfully, she quickly relaxed, and he began sweeping his finger around searching for signs of the foreign body, indications of trauma, or other abnormalities. Feeling nothing unusual his other paw, clad in dry latex appeared on Dawn's abdomen. He rubbed softly for a minute before pressing deeply. "There it is." He said as his daughter groaned and wiggled slightly. 


"Uh, it doesn't hurt but it's… uncomfortable." The fawn spoke. 


The pressing paw, and examining finger both withdrew. "I don't think you did any damage, but it's going to be hard to reach. I may have to use a speculum and forceps. It will be uncomfortable. Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital? They will be able to anesthetize you. You won't remember anything."


Little Dawn looked over at her dad, her eyes watery. "Please don't take me to the hospital. I'll be a big girl and stay still for you daddy."


Dieter looked down at his fawn, frowning. "Don't say stuff like that Dawn, this is embarrassing for me too." 


"I'm sorry dad, I just want you to understand that I trust you, as a doctor, and my father." Dawn reassured him.


"Here, let me show you what I have to do." The stag patted the bed behind his fawn. He spread his instruments out on the towel. A small Pederson vaginal speculum, a small Foley catheter, and a curved tenaculum. He explained the process of dilating her anus, then holding it open with the speculum. Dieter told her how he'd use the catheter to allow air around the cucumber so it can come out easier, while he grabbed it with the sharp-clawed forceps. "Are you still okay with me doing this here? It will be… uncomfortable, we could go to the hospital and you won't feel a thing."


Dawn simply sighed, and rolled back onto her side, knees held tightly to her chest. She revealed herself to him. 


Dawn heard a fresh pair of gloves snap against her father's wrists. The squelch of the lubricant made her blush. She barely twitched when her father's cold touch returned. The finger slid in with little resistance, twisting, flexing and spreading the slippery goo inside and out. Dawn tried her best to stay quiet, her breath coming in shallow spurts. She held her breath when her father spoke.


"You're doing great Dawn, I'm going to add another finger. Let me know if it hurts." Dawn nodded and gently bit her lip. Dieter kept the tip of his index finger inside, pressing down towards his daughter's vagina. He noticed a little moisture there, but assumed it was just excess lubricant. He placed his middle finger on top of his second knuckle, sliding it forward as he stretched. As it slid in he heard Dawn gasp, and saw her stiffen. 


"Are you okay? Did that hurt?." The concerned stag asked. 


"No, daddy it didn't hurt. It's just…. a little uncomfortable." Dawn lied, it wasn't uncomfortable it felt great. Awkward, embarrassing, but "holy shit that feels amazing" the fawn thought. 


As her father slowly advanced into her ass Dawn could feel her juices collecting on her labia. She snaked a paw between her legs, cupping it over her vulva in an effort to conceal her arousal. 


Dieter saw the fingers poke out in the corner of his vision. Blinking, the buck realized he had been staring at Dawn's ass. He shook his head, and watched his fawn cover herself. He hadn't touched another woman like this, at least outside of a clinical setting, in fourteen years. Dawn's mother, Autumn Quunêke had died in childbirth. He hadn't been intimate with another fur since. He took a deep breath and tried to maintain a professional mindset. 


Dawn felt her father's fingers, probing, twisting, and stretching her tailhole. Her other paw covering her muzzle to stifle her moans. "Why?" She thought. "Why am I getting wet…for my dad?" 


Dieter's other paw began stroking Dawn's back. "You're doing so well, princess. I'm proud of you for being so strong." He was starting to lose it. Without the sterile environment of a hospital, without the reassurance of his colleagues, nurses, and assistants, without their supervision,  he felt himself becoming erect. 


Dawn couldn't help herself either, she had to do it. "He probably won't notice," she thought. She began slowly, gently rubbing at her slit. 


Dieter definitely noticed. "Mein gott! Is she? She is!" He thought. Remembering his late love's proclivities for anal stimulation, he knew. "Of course, the spirit, Dawn has it too." He tried to ignore it, tried to push those memories, those feelings out of his mind. 


Dawn was lost in the feeling, no longer in her bedroom being treated by her doctor, her father, she was back in that pickup. As his knuckles threatened her young pucker, she couldn't breathe, her paw fell away from her muzzle. "Ooh Daddy" she moaned, in a very adult manner.


Dieter Rothirsch, doctor, father, widower, lost it. 
"Does that feel good princess?" His two fingers gave a gentle thirst, then withdrew. His other paw slid down her back and lifted her right buttock. He stared at the small, gaping tailhole, grinning as the middle finger of his fawn's paw curled into her pubescent vagina. 


Dawn moaned. "Uhh yes."


"You're such a good girl Dawn, are you ready for three."


Little Dawn didn't speak, but answered by reaching over her hip and spreading herself for him.


Dieter squirted another dose of lube onto his paw. He slathered it beneath his Fawn's tail, index, middle and ring fingers poised at her tailhole. "Deep breath princess." When she released, he pushed. 


"Hnng ahhh AHH, fuck!" Dawn yelled, the paw between her legs now frantically masturbating herself. The probing fingers disappeared. 


"SMACK!" Dieter spanked her.


"Dawn! Language!" He scolded. 


Dawn was yanked back to reality by her father's stern voice. Her paw pulled out from between her legs, the skin beneath the velvety fur of her face was just as red as the paw print on her thigh. 


"I'm sorry princess, I didn't mean to hurt you. It's okay for you to touch yourself, I don't mind. Just watch your tongue young lady." The stag had not forgotten his parental responsibility. Well, not all of it anyway. 


Little Dawn looked up at him. "I'm sorry daddy, I guess I forgot where I was, and with who, it feels… uhh I couldn't help myself." 


"With whom, Dawn, who is the subject, whom is the object. I forgot where I was, and with whom."  Dieter gave his English lesson, even with his fingers beneath his daughter's tail.


"Shut up nerd, just get this thing out of me." Dawn, the rebellious teenager replied. 


"I thought you were enjoying this?" The stag asked, as he rubbed her tailhole. 


"You like it too, don't you dad?" She accused.


"No, no… I'm acting as your doctor and your father." He lied.


"It's okay for this to make you excited Dad. I wouldn't have asked you otherwise. Am I reminding you of Mom?" 


Dieter blushed, his paws falling to his sides as he looked at the floor. "There's something I have to tell you Dawn. We don't have time now, but I'll tell you soon. It's about your mother, she… she was special and I think you are too. I don't want to do this to you, I… I'm afraid we might have to go to the hospital." 


"No dad, I won't go. You can do this, please, don't be ashamed. I want you to do it. If it helps, you can pretend I'm Mom." Dawn begged.


Dieter Rothirsch looked into his daughter's eyes, she looked so much like her, smaller, and without her green eyes, but his love reincarnated. He started crying. 


"Oh Daddy, I'm so sorry I did this." She rolled over, sitting on the edge of the bed. She embraced her father, his head between her tiny breasts. "Please?"


Her father raised his head, he looked up at her, tears in his eyes. "Okay, I'll do it.  But you know you're totally grounded when this is all over." 


"I know, dad. I really screwed up." Dawn released him. 


The stag stood, towering over his teenage fawn. He breathed, sighed and wiped his tears away with his forearm. "Already missy, I think you're ready. paws and knees on the bed." 


The stern, professional voice started the fawn. She mounted the bed, knees shoulders width apart, and resting on her outstretched arms. His paw landed between her shoulder blades.
He pressed, "Chest down, on the bed." He commanded "knees wider, good." His paw remained on her back, pinning her to the bed. His greasy, gloved fingers returned to her tailhole. He paused, for a second, then crammed his first two fingers into her ass. She gasped, twitched, moaned, but he didn't let up until his knuckles stopped all progress. He started thrusting, curling his fingers to rub at her sensitive spots through the thin walls of her rectum. All the while Dawn was shocked, amazed, and pleasured.


"Ahh! Ohh! Eee! Gahh! Fuhh! Daaa! Duhh." She moaned with each thrust.


Dieter leaned over his daughter, his thrusting slowed. "Good girl." He whispered in her ear, as he added a third girthy finger. 


Dawn was gasping, her feminine fluids dripping onto the towel below. Once her father felt her become accustomed to the large insertion, his paw left her back. He placed his thumb at the top of her slit and pressed. He began sliding his thumb on his fawn's clit. She was yelling now, incoherently. He whispered in her ear again as he began sliding his paw in and out of her ass. "Cum for me princess." 


Dawn's breath hitched in her throat, her mouth open in a silent scream. She came. Harder than she'd ever had before. Her tailhole clamped down on her father's fingers. The fawn's vaginal muscles clenched at the nothingness inside. Her vision faded, she gasped, filling her empty lungs. Dieter pulled his thumb away just as a torrent of femcum drenched his arm, his chest, and the bed. 


Dieter's pulled his fingers from her tailhole, grinning at the massive orgasm he had pulled from her tiny body. She laid there, eyes open, staring at nothing in particular, a pool of drool appeared where her muzzle met the bed. She was panting. 


Dr Rothirsch removed his gloves and started massaging her shoulders. "Feel better?" He asked.


Dawn nodded, still out of breath. 


"I'm going to try to get it out now." Dawn's father donned a new pair of gloves and lubricated the narrow-bladed speculum. He placed the closed device at his daughter's gaping tailhole. It slid in easily. He opened the blades, until they were just beyond parallel. Locking them with the thumbscrew he began spreading them apart. Dawn finally spoke up when the blades reached their maximum.


"Ahh, it's cold. No pain though." She reassured him. 


Dieter took a pen light from his shirt pocket and looked inside his daughter's ass. "Oh, there it is. My, my Dawn, when you said cucumber I was thinking like a pickle or something."


Dawn buried her face in the sheets. "Daddy! Just get it out please!" 


"Okay okay, calm down. I'm going to grab it with the forceps, you might feel a little pinch." 
He picked up the tenaculum, and slid it between the speculum blades. Dawn twitched as they clinked against the meal holding her open. She heard the ratcheting click as he grabbed the offending cuke in the sharp jaws. He gently pulled. The thick green fruit easily slid from her bowels. 


"Good, it's not held in by a vacuum." Dieter commented. He was soon disappointed, as the large cucumber wouldn't fit through the narrow blades of the small speculum.


He sighed. "I'm going to have to use a different speculum, this one is too small."


Dawn whimpered.


"Oh, and I forgot a basin. I'll be right back Dawn, don't move okay?"


His fawn nodded, with a worried look. Dieter left the room quickly, leaving the door open. After a few seconds, Dawn became curious. She leaned over, reaching for her nightstand, grabbing her small handheld mirror. She poised it between her legs.


"Woah." She was in awe at what she saw, her pink tailhole, stretched into a tight ring, held open by the shiny chrome device. The forceps dangled from her ass. Her father appeared at the door, holding a grey, plastic bedpan.


"Dawn! I thought I told you not to move!" He scolded.


"Sorry daddy, I just wanted to see." 


Her father kneeled at the foot of the bed, his penlight blinking to life, he examined. "Well nothing moved, at least. I guess since you have the mirror already, you can keep watching." 


Dawn nodded. Dr Rothirsch removed the tenaculum, and started withdrawing the speculum. Dawn gave a few "ahhs" and "oohs" as it slid from her ass. Dieter had unlocked the blades, but kept them apart to keep from pinching the fragile tissue. Dawn hissed through clenched teeth as it exited. 


"Did that hurt?" Dieter asked.


Young Dawn replied. "No, it just felt weird, like I was going to poop on you." 


Dieter chuckled. "Don't worry princess, even if you did I wouldn't hold it against you." 


Dawn just groaned. Dr Rothirsch placed the small speculum in the bedpan for later cleaning, and shuffled through his med-bag. He picked up an extra large Graves speculum, the same design as the first, but much larger, nearly 8 inches long, with two-and-a-half inch wide, spoon-shaped blades. He looked at his fawn. 


Dawn gasped, her eyes wide, fur standing on end. 


Dieter chuckled, returning the comically large device to his bag. "Sorry, sorry, I couldn't help myself."


"Meanie!" Dawn glared at her father. But her worry returned as he began lubricating a medium Collin speculum. Just four inches long, and an inch and a half wide, it still made the fourteen year old nervous.


"It's not too big for you princess, see?" He held the evil looking device to his paw, it was dwarfed by his first three fingers. It really wasn't large, but it worked differently from the others, instead of two adjustments that angle or spread the blades, it had a single pivot and a screw that pried it apart. He soothed her by rubbing her butt with his left paw. He drifted to her crevice, pressing against her perineum as he slid the speculum into her loose tailhole. He advanced until the flared end seated against her. 


Dawn shifted slightly. She let out soft moans and grunts as the screw was turned, prying her teenage ass open. She watched in amazement as her hole was spread nearly 3 inches across. The slight burn of tired muscle made her grit her teeth, like stretching after a workout. The tenaculum appeared again, she watched in the mirror as it opened, then closed with a click. The sharp teeth had a death-grip on the lost cucumber. Feeling it slide from her guts, she sighed as it finally left her, a few small streaks of brown on the end.


"Eeew, gross." She exclaimed, as the dirty cuke was deposited in the bedpan. 


"Oh grow up, Dawn." Her father chided, as he narrowed the speculum, leaving the blades an inch apart as he pulled it from her tailhole.


"All done." Her father announced, as he rose, carrying the bedpan with its soiled tools, and the offending fruit. 


 Dawn rolled over onto her back, her left paw, cupping her sore tailhole. She looked at her dad, noticing the prominent bulge in his slacks. "Thank you, daddy, do…do you want me to help you with that?" As she pointed to his groin. 


Dieter jumped, his empty paw covering his crotch. "NEIN!" He yelped, "what have I done, what have I done to my baby?" He asked himself. "No, no… go take a shower, get dressed, and meet me in the office. If I'm not there, wait for me in the kitchen, you can have water or juice, no soda, and nothing to eat." He said calmly, before rushing out of the room. 


_____


Autumn and her mother were lying side by side, paws held as Dawn softly cried. 


"Wow, that… that was intense. I'm so sorry you had to go through that, Mom." Autumn tried comforting her. 


"It's okay honey, I don't regret any of it. I did what he said, cleaned myself up, got dressed and carried his med bag down to his home office. I found him there, sitting at his desk, crying. It took a long time to explain that I was okay. Okay with what he did, and okay with what I said. He explained that it was wrong, that he regretted it, that he'd never be able to call me princess ever again. I understood, I had gone too far, we both had let our emotions get the better of ourselves. He explained a little about how much he missed grandma Autumn, how much I reminded him of her, and some of the things they used to do when they were intimate. He taught me to be more careful with my body, and asked if I would talk with someone else about "girl problems". He picked someone he trusted, a nurse from his unit at the hospital, a young gazelle. Deborah Ubeke came over a few days later and we talked. I liked her, she became a friend, the mother I never had. She asked about my father, and said she always liked him. I told her what happened with my mom, and how my dad was heartbroken. I convinced him to give her a shot, and that's how Aunt Debbie joined the family. I had never seen my father so happy."




"What about Grandma's special gift? The one you have too?" Autumn asked. 


Dawn sighed, and turned to her only fawn. "I guess there's no better time to tell you then. You have more than her name Autumn, you have it too."


"Have what mom?" She asked impatiently. 


"My mother was the last surviving daughter of a native American princess, and shaman. Autumn Quunêke, the forest spirit of love, beauty, and sex." 


"Wait so you're telling me grandma was literally a sex goddess?" 


Dawn nodded. "My mother, me, and now you."


"What?" 


"Yes Autumn, you have a power, a great and terrible gift, the ability to make anyone fall in love with you, to crave you, to want you, to want to fuck you. Or at least you will…


"How?… wha?.. do?... Woah! Really?" 


Dawn nodded. "Men, women, anyone you choose will go to the end of the earth just to look at you, hear your voice, feel your touch. How else do you think I ended up marrying the quarterback? Going to the best dental school in the country? But it comes with a price. Once you start your estrus cycle, your heat, you won't be able to stop it until you mate with someone. I'm not talking about your monthly cycle, your period I mean the one time in the fall, when it goes into overdrive. If you're anything like me you'll end up doing something you regret."


"Like hitting on your father, that kind of regret?" Autumn asked, smirking. 


"No, that…that was just me, the pervert. Like pawcuffing yourself to the shower in the highschool locker room on game day, naked, at 16 years old."


"Wait, what? Aren't there like 40 furs on the football team?" Autumn was stunned.


"More like 60 that year… Oh don't look at me like that only like half of them participated."


"Holy shit mom, how?" 


"Easy, one in my vag, one in my ass, one in my mouth and one in each paw, that's 5 right there. It's when two of them try to share one hole then things get tricky." 


Autumn just staired. Slowly grinning as she imagined being manhandled by the hockey team. Sean, the white tiger slowly pawing his mammoth cock as they tied her to the bench, "Dibs on her ass, captain's orders." 


"Hey, don't get any ideas Autumn! I'll nail your hooves to the floor! Besides that's why we're here right? So you won't need to do that. You can take care of it yourself."


"This, this is just a lot to take in, so many questions. Did you really pee on your dad?" Autumn stuttered. 


Dawn chuckled "No, it wasn't pee. I came, squirted, ejaculated."


"I thought only guys did that." 


"They do, but some girls can too. There's no sperm in it, it's a mix of mostly water, secretions from your glands, and a little urine." Dawn explained. 


"Eeew it is pee." Autumn grimaced.


"Not really, it doesn't smell or taste like it." Dawn chuckled.


"Gross!" 


"Guys don't think it's gross, in fact most of them love it. Lap it up like mother's milk."


"Guys are gross though, it still freaks me out." 


"Autumn, have you squirted?" Mom asked.


Autumn shied away. "Just once, it was… powerful."


Dawn grinned. "That's good Autumn, it only happens when you're super relaxed, comfortable, and trusting. Speaking of witch, here's  the last vibrator, try it out while I tell you about the first time I took a knot in my ass." 


Autumn took the familiar silver bullet in her paw, she slid it between her lips as her mother continued.


"I was having a little trouble in social studies, so I asked my teacher, an older wolf, if I could do anything for extra credit. I knew he would go for it, he'd been peering under my desk all morning. I had gone pantyless that day and I could feel his eyes on me…"


"Uhh I think the battery is dead." Autumn clicked the button on the unresponsive vibrator.


Dawn snatched it from her paw. "Funny I thought I changed them just the other day, cheap piece of…" she twisted the decidedly non-waterproof device open to change the battery. Water gushed out of the silver vibrator Autumn had just recently cleaned. 


"What the?" Dawn asked, looking up at her daughter. 


Autumn was never good at lying, she averted her eyes, blushing. 


"Autumn?" Dawn asked, confused.


"Uhh oops?" The fawn folded like a cheap lawn chair.


"AUTUMN!" Dawn growled through her clenched teeth. 


She whimpered, her ears folding against her head. 


"Autumn Kìmoodiye Hehaka! Explain yourself!" 




"Well when I went to get your credit card I found the key and got curious…"


"From the beginning Autumn, every last detail." Dawn ordered. 


"It started on the bus ride home, I had planned on just fingering myself, but when you told me you were going to be home late, my plans changed… "


Autumn told her mother everything, from finding her pictures in Dad's closet, to squirting in the shower.  From teasing poor David on the phone, to hiding naked in the bushes by the mailbox. 


By the end Dawn was simultaneously proud, horny, and furious. "I noticed a few things were out of place, but I thought you learned your lesson the last time you were caught going through my things."


"I'm sorry Mom, it won't happen again." 


"Go to your room, Autumn. No phone, no TV, no computer. I'm going to talk with your father." Dawn crossed her arms over her chest and huffed. 


Autumn audibly swallowed, slowly backing away off the bed,  before walking to the hall, wishing she could just teleport away somewhere, anywhere. Before she could get too far her mother spoke again. 


"Autumn, wait. You forgot something." She pointed to the turquoise panties discarded on the bed. She grabbed Autumn's paw, as the fawn reached for them. Locking eyes with her daughter Dawn lectured. "Never leave your underwear in someone else's bed. Unless you 
Want to hear another horror story from my adolescence?" 


Autumn simply raised an eyebrow. 


Dawn released her fawn's paw, and ran her fingers through the fur on her chest. She revealed four long, jagged, scars under her right breast, running from her sternum to her armpit. "Long story short, sometimes you fuck the bear, and sometimes the bear's wife fucks you up." 


Autumn nodded, eyes wide. "I think I can put that together." As she slowly left the room. 


The fuming doe yelled after her. "No touching yourself either!" 


Dawn slowly tiptoeed downstairs and into Butch's den. He was sprawled out on the couch. Half a pizza and a dozen empty beer cans were strewn about the coffee table. The post-postgame discussion fell on drunk, deaf ears. Butch snored loudly, his left paw tucked into his waistband. He either fell asleep masturbating or was just scratching an itch. "Finally you're just how I want you, jackass." She flipped him off as she strolled out of the room. "I guess I'll just have to punish you myself then." She told the empty kitchen. 


Ten minutes later, Dawn stood outside her daughter's bedroom. Still fuming, she debated with herself.


"Are we really doing this? Autumn's mother asked? Looking down at the duffle bag in her right paw.


"No, we're just going to scare the girl, her true punishment is fair and lenient." Dawn and the spirit replied. 


She knocked on the door.


"Come in." Autumn beckoned.


Dawn opened the door and stuck her head in. 


Autumn stood at her bedside, hooves together, leaning. A pillow clutched to her chest and her head laying on the bed. Her turquoise clad cheeks peeked out from under the hem of her nightgown.  


Dawn stepped into her teenager's bedroom, dropping the duffle with a thump. She stood there, glaring at her larcenous fawn. Autumn's mother stood tall in a royal purple bathrobe, a black leather collar around her throat, accented with rose gold hardware. 


Autumn looked at her, nervously. "Where's Dad?"


"Passed out, drunk in the den. Apparently while we were having fun, he had a Thursday night football party." Dawn said, angerly. 


Autumn rolled her eyes.


"Besides, aren't you a little old for a spanking?" Dawn smirked at her fawn.


Autumn stood, blushing. "To be honest I got a little excited thinking about it." 


"Oh yeah?" Dawn sneered as she marched across the room. Her left paw grabbed Autumn by the scruff of her neck, forcing her head to the bed. She leaned over her daughter. 


"Oh princess, you've been a very naughty girl." She snarled in Autumn's ear.


Before she could respond a loud bleat lept from the fawn's throat.


"SMACK!" 


"BLEAAAH!" 


Dawn's right paw swept up. It landed, fingers together, right where her fawn's two cheeks and two thighs came together. 


Autumn was left panting, the sharp sting faded as quickly as it had appeared. Replaced with a tingling heat, the skin of her ass, her thighs and her vulva reeled from the perfect spank. She couldn't think of what to say, but as the seconds passed she had to say something, "does she want me to count?" She thought.


"One." 


Dawn chuckled, releasing her grasp on Autumn's neck, and stepping back. "I knew it, you loved that didn't you? Well that doesn't make a very good punishment then, does it?" 


When Autumn didn't answer Dawn delivered another swift spank. 
"Plap!"
"I asked you a question princess."  


"No!" Autumn barked. 


"No what?" Dawn demanded.


"No… it wouldn't make a good punishment?" Autumn was confused. 


Dawn glared down at her, frowning.


"No, it wouldn't make a good punishment, Mommy!" Autumn winced, waiting for the next spank. She jumped at her mother's touch, but instead of a smack, the paw delivered a gentle squeeze to her left cheek. It massaged the tender skin and muscle, before drifting to her pantie clad womanhood. 


"Good girl, princess." Dawn moaned in her daughter's ear. "Good you're already wet, you're going to need all the lube you can get. Stand up, look at me." 


Autumn turned, facing her executioner. "You were sneaking around in my things, stealing my intimate treasures, soiling them, and destroying one, I know the perfect way to make sure you never do it again."


 Dawn tapped her hoof against the duffle bag. "Since you obviously lack respect for my toy collection, you're going to get to know every, single, one." Dawn shrugged the bathrobe off her shoulders, revealing a complex black leather harness, it crossed her chest, supporting her bosom. Rings of rose gold encircled her nipples. 


Autumn followed the robe as it fell, and gasped. Jet black at the base, the massive silicone horsecock's deep red tip dangled below her mother's knees. 


Dawn heaved the neatly 10 lb tower of sin up with both paws. She pointed the 3 inch wide flared head at her fawn's face. Dawn Hehaka gave her best supervillainess laugh.


"HA! HA! HA! HA! HEH! HEH! Heh heh he he he tweehee…" Breaking character she started giggling like a child.


Autumn in the meantime had panicked, scrambled over the bed, now cowering beside her dresser terrified.


"Oh my gawd Autumn, you should have seen the look on your face!" Dawn continued giggling as she released the buckles on the belt harness. The gargantuan equine member hit the floor with a thump. Dawn sat on the bed, her back away from her petrified daughter.


"You… you mean you're not going to…" Autumn stuttered.


"No sweetheart, not unless you ask me to, and even then, I'd start with the small one. This…" She kicked the crumpled silicone. "This is really just a joke kinda thing, a gag gift from my bachelorette party." Dawn lied, patting the bed to her left. "You can come here, Autumn I'd never hurt you, you know that."


Autumn came out from behind the bed. Dawn embraced her as she sat down. "I'm sorry for scaring you. I just couldn't help myself, uh lol?"


Autumn cocked an eyebrow. "Did you just say lol? What're you doing?"


"What? You and your friends say it all the time." Dawn's feeble attempt to connect with "the youths" falling flat on its face.


"You have to say it with effortless confidence, almost sarcastically. I just couldn't help myself, lol." 


 "Whatever." Dawn rolled her eyes. 


Autumn hugged her mom back. "Does this mean my punishment is over?" 


"Oh hell no! You're totally grounded." Dawn emphasized.


"For how long?" Autumn asked.


"Forever, Autumn."


"WHAT?" Autumn was shocked, releasing her mom and wiggling away.


"Yup, for as long as you live here you're on permanent dishwashing duty." Dawn explained


"Oh… oh! Okay so not like grounded, grounded, just extra chores. That's, that's fair… I guess." Autumn felt relieved.


"Your allowance is going up accordingly of course, just in case your father starts asking questions, you need more money so you added to your chores. How's an extra $5 a week sound?" Dawn explained.


"Make it ten and I'll be sure to keep this our little secret." Autumn countered.


Dawn squinted, proud of her daughter's confidence. "Don't push your luck toots, or I'll tell him myself and he'll take it out on both our rump's."


Autumn nodded, blushing. "Thanks Mom, I love you."


"Oh we're not done yet, sweetie. Since you've become so… interested in adult toys…" Dawn bent down and picked up her bathrobe, shuffling through the pockets. She pulled out a small envelope. "I think it's time I gave you this."


Autumn took the offered packet. Inside a silver plastic card, embossed with a number and her name. AUTUMN HEHAKA 


Autumn beamed. "My own credit card?"


Dawn nodded, I was going to give it to you soon anyway. You're getting your driver's license next year, so you'll need it for emergencies. For now though, you can use it to buy yourself your own vibrator, plug, or other things online."


Autumn lit up like Xmas morning.


Dawn continued. "There are conditions though. Before you checkout you MUST get approval from me first. If I'm not here, send me a screenshot. Second, you will pay me back, with interest, just like it was your own account. Third, don't tell your father. He doesn't know this account exists, it's just for you and me. Got it?"




Autumn nodded.


"Repeat for me. What are the rules?" 


Autumn sighed. "No purchase without your approval, pay you back with interest, don't tell Dad."


Dawn scratched her daughter behind the ears. "It's late and you have school tomorrow, I'll drive you in, so you can sleep in a little. Besides, I still have one more thing for you to do, to make up for what you did."


"What's that Mom?" Autumn asked


"I'll tell you in the morning, princess." Dawn smirked, standing up, and gathering her props. 


Autumn wondered what her mother was planning, but had the feeling she wasn't going to like it. 


Dawn pulled the purple bathrobe over her shoulders. "Are you going to take a shower tonight, or in the morning?"


"Probably now, so I can sleep in a little longer." Autumn replied. 


"In that case would you like some company?" Dawn asked, as she unzipped the duffle revealing mostly dirty laundry topped with a pawful of small toys. "I know you didn't get to finish earlier, that can be quite frustrating. You can borrow one for the night, if you'd like."


Autumn surveyed the small assortment. A small vibrator, shaped like the tip of a buck's penis. A small fox dildo, a medium wolf, and a medium tentacle dildo. "Ooh, I think I might." 


Autumn picked up the tentacle and the fox. Holding the tentacle up to her waist, the narrow tip extended over her navel. She squeezed around the thick base. "It's so soft and squishy."


Dawn explained. "Yeah he's a soft texture, hard to insert, but very comfortable for vaginal, no painful poking." As she pushed her paw against the toy, its tip easily collapsed against her Palm. 


Autumn tossed the green and gold tendril back in the bag. Turning her attention to the blue shaft and gray sheath of the fox. Only six inches long, a thin 1 inch thick shaft, graced with a generous 2 inch knot. It felt "just right" in her paws. The firm silicone yielded little to her touch. 


"I like that little guy." Dawn commented


"Little? It's about average for some of the wolves my age." Autumn commented.


"And how many wolf dicks have you seen young lady?" Dawn glared at her fawn.


"A few. Some of my friends have started getting dick pics from their boyfriends." Autumn confessed.


"They're sharing?" Dawn asked, surprised.


"Only when I insist." Autumn added, smirking.


Dawns smirked back. "I guess it's an appropriate size for a young wolf, maybe even a coyote."


"What?" Autumn gasped, the skin on the inside of her ears flushed bright red, and she tried looking anywhere but at her mother. 


"Actually from what I could tell by the bulge in his apron David is a little more "gifted" in the meat department." Dawn teased. 


Autumn jabbed with a pointy elbow. "MOM! STOP!" Striking Dawn in the left breast. 


"OW! You little twat." Dawn jumped, grabbing Autumn's right nipple between her thumb and forefinger. She pulled and twisted slightly, pinching hard.


"Ow ow ow OW! STOP! I'M SORRY! ARGH! MOMMY!" Dawn released. Autumn squirmed, her paw shooting under her nightgown to soothe the tender flesh. 


"That really hurt you bit… tee hee hee heh heh" Autumn didn't get a chance to curse at her mom.


 Dawn pounced, her head pushing the fawn down to the bed by her chest. Her paws furiously tickled Autumn's ribs. 


Fighting through the laughter, Autumn slipped her nimble fingers through the open bathrobe. She assaulted her mother's armpits. The war was on. The pair battled for control, alternating between prodding the other and defending themselves. They rolled on the bed, laughing. At one point Dawn was clearly in control. Standing on her right hoof, her left was bent, knee on the small of Autumn's back. That and her left paw on her neck, pinned the fawn prone on her bed. The doe's right index finger darted between her ribs and the back of her thighs. 


Autumn heaved, struggling to breath as she laughed. "MA! Ah ha ha ha. Stah ah ah ha pah! He he ta ha ha ah." 


Dawn seized the opportunity. Grabbing the turquoise fabric, she yanked her daughter's panties down to her knees. The doe danced her fingers across the folds of Autumn's buttocks. 


"Ahh ha ha Ma? Wha? Ah he he he huGuh!" Autumn's breath hitched in her throat. Dawn's fingers now gently stroking and prodding the narrow strip between her daughter's slit and tailhole.


Autumn bucked, the tips if her ears turned purple, then blue. Her wiggling legs kicking the panties across the floor. Unable to breath, she started sweeping her hooves seeking for purchase to push herself away. 


Dawn was about to stop and claim victory when she fell. Autumn's frantic kicking had caught her hoof, sweeping it out from under her. Dawn sprawled out on the bed, as Autumn stood, gasping. Dawn rolled over to push herself up when her daughter pounced.  


Autumn, using her gift of youth to recover, straddled her mother's back. Her knees pinned her arms to her sides, as she sat between her mother's shoulder blades. She pulled up the bathrobe, revealing her mother's ass. She grabbed the purple fleece belt with her right paw, her left delivered a few jabs to the back of Dawn's knees. Dawn's legs spread apart on their own, attempting to escape the torment. Autumn struck. Sliding the fluffy strip of fabric down her mother's furless labia. 


"Gah! Ahh! Ahh ha ha he te he he he he." There was nothing the doe could do. She heaved, hollered, kicked and screamed as Autumn tortured the sensitive bare skin. 


"Ahhhtumnn! Staaahhhppp! I'm gggggoing to puh pu puh peeeeeee!" The assault continued. Dawn stopped struggling, concentrating all her effort on controlling her bladder.


 "Artichoke!" She yelled.


Autumn stopped. "Artichoke? What the hell does that mean?"


"It got you to stop didn't it? I was about to pee all over your bed. Truce?"


"Truce." Autumn replied, rolling off of her mother's back.  


Dawn stood. Composing herself for a moment. "It's a safeword, usually discussed before engaging in uhh, creative sex. For when no or stop are part of the play, or when you say them but don't mean them."


"Artichoke is your safeword?" Autumn asked.


"No, too cliche, but it got your attention right?"


"It sure did. What is your safeword then?" 


"I'm not telling you." Dawn sneered. 


Autumn just rolled her eyes. 


"I think I'm going to take that shower now." Autumn said, stripping out of her nightie. 


Dawn smirked. "Did I get you a little worked up there?" 


Autumn huffed, grabbing the fox toy off the floor, before marching towards the hall. "What do you think?" 


"Autumn, wait." Dawn held out a small jar of coconut oil. 


Autumn blushed, returning for the lubricant. 


Dawn kissed her. Longer than a familial kiss ever should last, but absent the fiery passion between lovers. "Remember it will stain fabric. It's also great for bringing out the shine in your hooves and nails, but don't use it in your vagina too often, it can mess with the chemistry down there." 


Autumn gave a weak smile, turning. As she walked to the bathroom, her first dildo in one paw, the jar of grease in the other, she mumbled. "This thing won't fit in there anyway." 


Dawn advised, as she packed up the rest of her accouterments. "Maybe you should try a little, otherwise it will hurt the first time you're with a real fur."  


Autumn kept walking. "What if I want it to hurt the first time?" 


"Kinky!" Dawn shouted back, as the bathroom door closed. 


Autumn set the knotted dildo on the vanity, and placed the coconut oil next to her shampoo and conditioner on the side of the tub. She looked in the mirror. 


"Wow Mom is an even bigger perv than I am."


"Don't you feel bad about what she did to us? What we asked her to do?" Her reflection asked.


"No, in fact I wish I'd done it sooner, I could have had this instead of fucking my ass with my fingers or hairbrush handle for 5 years." Autumn announced, stroking the silicone canine. 


"But what we did wasn't normal, it should have felt wrong." The mirror begged.


"That's okay, normal is boring. I'm not boring, mom's not boring. Nothing has changed between us, we're just doing it naked now."


"I hope we're right, Autumn." Her reflection looked at the canine sword standing erect on the vanity, chewing her lower lip.


"Do you want to give this coyote a try?" Autumn asked herself.


Her reflection nodded, a paw disappeared below her waist.


Autumn grabbed the dong, turning to the shower, but it held fast to the marble counter. She tugged at it repeatedly, then pried at the flat base. It came free with a "schlorp". 


"Cool, suction cup." 


Autumn slid the shower curtain aside, still rubbing at her slit with one paw. Instead of stopping her teasing, she planted the base of the dildo against the tile wall. It hung there, drooping realistically. She flicked the tip with a finger, giggling as it bobbed back and forth. Turning the water on, she closed her eyes.


"Oh! David? What are you doing here?" She fantasized. "For me? I'm flattered. I was about to get in the shower, would you like to join me? You get in first, I'll be right behind you."


She tested the water with her paw. Not as hot as she liked, but she didn't want to wait. She stepped in, coming nose to tip with the blue silicone dick.


 "Oh my David, it's so big!" She mimed.


Extending her tongue to give a lick, she paused, remembering that it's a borrowed toy. She squeezed a dime of body wash into her palm, rubbing it into the shaft. Her diddling paw left her slit to join in on the lewd scrubbing. She moaned as her fingers  widened to encompass the girthy knot. 
"Oh David, you dirty pup, let me wash you."


…


"What? You want me to call you Daddy?"


…


 "That's so naughty! My father is right downstairs. What if he hears?"


…


"Nooo I'll be a good girl for you daddy, I promise."


… 


"Uhh okay, you can call me princess, it's kinda sexy, naughty, but sexy."


…


"I can try, daddy."


Autumn pulled the dildo from it's perch, rinsing it thoroughly. She stuck it to the wall opposite the showerhead, waist high. 


She knelt before it. Grasping the shaft with her left paw, she bent it upwards. Head back, eyes closed, she opened her mouth and extended her tongue. She released her hold on the toy, it fell, landing on her outstretched tongue with a soft "plap". 


She hummed as she pulled the tapered head into her mouth, moaning as she closed her lips around it. Her left paw fell between her legs, parting her sparsely furred folds. Her middle finger landing on her clit as she slid forward. Moaning through her nose as the knot kissed her lips. Autumn swirled her tongue around the shaft as she leaned back. The tip left her muzzle with a lewd "schlorp". 


She turned, grabbing the jar of coconut oil while she let some shower water collect in her open mouth. Facing her silicone boyfriend, she coated two fingers of her right paw in oil. Autumn swished the water in her mouth, it mixed with her saliva into a thin, slippery soup. She returned to her blowjob, slowly bobbing her head, humming each time the knot bumped against her lips. Her fingers pressed beneath her tail, smearing the grease on her ever-sensitive tailhole. 


Her hips started rolling, fingers rubbing slow circles at the top of her sex. She began rocking, pressing her slit into her left paw, before grinding her ass into her right. The fawn opened her mouth wide, the knot filling her lips. She got about a third of the way down before she gagged. Pulling back sharply the dildo slid from her muzzle. A mouthful of thin spit dribbled down her chin, soaking her neck and breasts. She coughed, paws stopping as she felt faint. 


She frowned, but was determined to try again. She gathered more oil on her fingers, sinking her middle finger into her tailhole. She moaned as she resumed suckling the azure shaft. As the fawn swept her greasy finger around her insides, she tried taking him again. The thickest part of the knot bumped into her teeth as she coughed through her nose. She fought the urge to stop, pulling back until the sensation faded. Her index finger joined its twin in probing the fawn's teenage asshole. She hummed at the slightly tingling stretch. She opened her jaw wide and shoved herself forward.


The knot scraped past her teeth with a soft "shunk". Her stomach heaved, but she fought it out. Fingers stood still, hilted in her rectum. Tears welled in her eyes.  The three seconds she lasted felt more like an hour. 


She leaned back slowly, panting as the tip left her muzzle. Several strings of thick saliva connected between the silicone dick and her lips. She smiled at her accomplishment. 


"Thank you daddy, I tried really hard." She giggled.


"What? You want to stick it in my butt? Tee he he. Can I tell you a secret?" Autumn leaned closer to the silicone totem, whispering something. 


The fawn grinned proudly looking at the wall above the toy. "I'm not sure, my tailhole is so sensitive I don't think I can hold it in long enough for you to do that." 


"He he, thanks daddy, I'll try. Let's get you all slippery first." The fawn took another dose of coconut oil, slathering it on the toy. Satisfied with her preparation, she smeared the excess under her tail. 


Autumn turned, paws on her hips, looking over her shoulder at her imaginary sutor. Sliding her paws down her shapely, teenage legs, she bent over. Her left paw reaching between her knees, she pleaded with the bathroom tiles. "Please, it's my first time, be gentle." 


The fawn guided the slick toy's narrow tip to her pucker as she pushed herself back. The blue silicone dick strained against her clenched ass. She fought the intrusion, feigning innocence. After several stinging thrusts she relaxed her tailhole.


"Nyaaah!" She yelped as the first two inches lept inside her virgin ass. She squeezed on the firm shaft, smiling. The silicone flexed, then sprung back, massaging her walls. Autumn rolled her hips back as she took him in. After three teasing thrusts, the shaft slid into her edacious tailhole. 


"Ohhh Fuhhaa" she moaned as she felt the knot bump into her tush. Leaning over, she braced her right paw against the tub floor. The rain of cleansing water cascaded onto her back, neck, and head. Autumn clenched her practiced hole and pulled herself off the sapphire lance. She reversed,  just as the head threatened to exit. In one smooth motion the fawn took him up to the knot. 


"Oh David, it feels so good in my ass." Her voice echoed over the shower spray. 


She pulled away again, clenching hard, resisting the extraction. 


"Fuhhhhhhhhhck!" She stuttered at the sensations radiating down her legs and up her spine. Autumn relaxed as she slid back down the slick baton. 


She started riding the silicone erection. Her greedy ass swallowed every thrust, and fought every departure. The skin around her tailhole alternated between caving in against the girth, or bulging out as if begging it's tormenter to stay. 


"Faster, please!" Autumn gasped, closing her eyes to keep out the warm spray. She hastened her bouncing. Lewd sounds accompanied by her moans reverberated off the tile.


Shlurp, plap, "Uhh"


Schlik, slap, "Ahh"


Her fluids ran down her thighs and splashed into the wall. The bulbous knot threatened her sphincter with each thrust. The fawn pawed at herself, adding to the poragraphic chorus. 


"Harder Daddy" A husky voice, unfamiliar to her ears. 


Her thighs burned, face flushed, breathing ragged. Autumn ground herself against the wall, the thin base of the dildo collapsed. Slowly, the knot breached her ass, as she flexed around it. With each pulse it slipped further inside her. Her mouth open in a silent scream, eyes rolling behind their lids, her paw still against her sex. 


Schlorp "Gahhhh!"


 Autumn's legs gave out as her hole closed around the thin stem. The dildo slid down the damp tile, suction breaking as it crossed a grout line. Autumn collapsed on the floor of the tub, gasping, the dildo firmly implanted in her rear. 


Her knees and elbows yelled at her from the impact. The fawn ignored the minor pain, rolling into her back, desperate for another climax. She planted her feet on the wall, and raised her hips. Her left middle finger dove into her tunnel, extraordinarily tight with the girthy neighbor crowding her adolescent pelvis. 


"Ahh, hah,huh,uhh." Autumn edged herself as her right paw grabbed the flared base sticking out between her cheeks. She slowly pulled the knot from her bowels with a wet pop. Shuddering, she drove the toy back into her ass. Waves of pleasure radiated from her groin. 


The fawn repeated, rhythmically thrusting the two inch wide knot in and out of her tailhole. With each hilting her hips rose, as did the peace of her masturbation. Soon her shoulders and neck were the only part of her touching the floor, her hooves dangled in the air. Back against the wall. Ass over teakettle she furiously knotfucked herself. Teeth clenched, whimpering as the fawn battled for her climax. Her poor tailhole spasmed, spiking the effort required to pass the bulge through her tight ring. A rumble in her trembling belly broke out as a groan. A final brutal thrust drove him home one last time, pushing her over the edge.


"GuhhhuuhhhHHAAAHHH!  FUAHUCK!" 


A wave of muscle pushed the finger out of her vagina. Autumn, though her eyes were filled with stars, saw the fountain of her love erupt from her pulsating slit. It arched through the air, dodging the falling water. Autumn managed to close her eyes, just as it landed on her nose.


Autumn laid panting in the tub, the shower raining on her heaving chest. 


"Pant, pant, woah, pant, holy, pant, shit, pant pant." 


She started giggling, she didn't know why. It came in waves of unabashed joy and total exhaustion. One second she was laughing and smiling, the next groaning and short of breath. Her whole body burned, joints ached, muscles quivered. The sweet pungent flavor of her cum lingered in her mouth, its musky smell stuck in her nostrils.


It took her a solid 5 minutes to even try to stand, her thighs protesting.  On shaky hooves she stood, having to grab the shower curtain for support as her knees buckled. Autumn began cleaning. The "x-tra shine short fur" shampoo made quick work lifting the dirt and sweat from her body. The scent of lavender and mint easing her mind and relaxing her body. Autumn occasionally found herself having to stop and catch her breath, as aftershocks of her orgasm rippled through her body. Her tailhole was palpitating, held open by the root of the canine cock within. 


She spent too long washing her chest. Circling and massaging her small breasts. She cupped her left boob, giving a gentle squeeze. "Maybe mom was right," she thought, "little boobies for a little doe." Her soapy paws now caressed her rump. "Sure wish they could match my ass though."  Autumn kneaded her cheeks, smirking as the dildo in the ass moved with the manipulation. 


The fawn rinsed herself off, squinting as the suds stung her eyes. She blinked away the tears as she browsed her shelf of toiletries. The little used bottle of "Aphrodite's Spring" her mother gave her caught her eye. Autumn picked it up and read the label.


 "Aphrodite's Spring intimate body wash, pH balanced, extra moisturizing for sensitive skin and all fur types. No fragrances or dyes, hypoallergenic - dermatologist and gynecologist tested. For external use only, rinse thoroughly."


Autumn looked between her legs. "Well you're due for a wash and you're definitely sensitive." 


She spoke to her sex as she poured the clear gel into her palm. She delicately rubbed it into her folds, shivering as she washed her oversensitive vulva. It felt like regular soap, slippery and clean, except there were no sudsy bubbles. Her pelvic muscles rolled their eyes "Really Autumn? Again?" They twitched in protest, causing the dong plugging her tailhole to dance around. Her soapy fingers drove deeper, between the silicone base, and where the shaft was embedded. The fawn washed her dilated tailhole. Eyes closed, enjoying the intimate scrubbing, she yawned uncontrollably. Exhaustion catching up with her, she reached for the showerhead to rinse, directing the spray between her legs. 


She hummed, but did not linger there. Tilting the toy, she rinsed behind the flared base. Satisfied with her cleansing, the water stopped. Autumn let herself drip for a few minutes before reaching for her towel. Her paw instead only felt the wall. The fawn sighed, in her excitement she neglected to ready a towel. 


"Shit." Autumn shook as much water from her fur before stepping out. She would have to retrieve a cloth from the hall closet, wearing only a grey cylinder under her tail. 


Autumn tiptoed out of the bathroom and across the hall.  The toy and her cheeks bouncing in the darkness. A trail of wet hoofprints followed in her wake. 


The fawn took the first towel she could find, coral pink, it was wrapped around her chest. She hurried back to her room. 


"Aww Mom, you didn't have to…" she smiled at the freshly made bed. Clean linens topped with a fresh set of clothes for tomorrow. A plain white blouse, forest green leggings, white knee-high socks, and a fresh uniform skirt. Her tie was still hanging on the bedpost. She lifted the neatly folded clothes, placing them on her dresser. Underneath her phone, the new credit card, and a pair of heavy, black briefs. She eyed the plain underwear. 


"Why did Mom pick these?" The ugly, oversized panties usually reserved for when she was menstruating. "I thought mom would have picked out something sexy." She crumpled the dark cotton, tossing it on her dresser. 


Autumn resumed drying herself. Patting between her legs, then gently circling the toy plugging her rear. She hummed as it moved inside her. It just felt right, a warm full feeling, like a full meal on a cold night. The towel collapsed in a heap once she was dry enough to not ruin the fresh sheets. Setting her new financial freedom on the nightstand she crawled into bed, phone in hand.


Her tailhole had grown accustomed to its new state, held nearly an inch open by the canine stem. "It's like a hug from the inside." She thought, as she rolled her hips, grinding her butt into the mattress. "I wonder how much one of these costs?" She thought, opening a private browser and searching for "small fox dildo". She was overwhelmed by the variety of designs and materials. Glass, plastic, various rubbers and jellies, but nothing like hers. She refined her search, "silicone fox dildo". Browsing the offered images, she found it. "Naughty fox toys, Dallas the fox." She clicked on the site. "Woah, so many sizes." Her mouth watered at the medium sized version, two inches longer, and a half an inch broader than the one she just conquered. She jumped up to the XL. "What the frick! Who needs that?" Her eyes wide. Over a foot long, with a nearly 4 inch wide knot, her tailhole clenched in fear. She went back to the medium, looking at the price.


 "A hundred and twenty dollars for a dildo? No wonder mom keeps hers locked up, that's probably ten thousand dollars worth of toys in her closet!"


Autumn decided to browse other options, since she couldn't afford more than one or two a year. She perused the array of species, both real and fictional. 


"Ooh a wolf-dragon hybrid." She clicked on the medium size. "Ooohhh he looks nice." The short shaft was graced with overlapping scales. Her hips rocking as she ogled the fat knot. The twin orbs at the base, together nearly 3 inches across, made the fawn's heart flutter. "Ooh baby you're going to need to stretch me out before you even think of knotting me." She imagined. 


"Oh it will fit little fawn, I'm just going to have to push harder." The scaled canine snarled in her ear, his clawed paw encircled her neck. 


Autumn was woken from her dream by her phone, smacking her in the muzzle.


"Ouch!" She rubbed her lip. "Fine, I'm going to sleep". She set her phone down on its charger and rolled into her left side. A pillow held to her chest, she imagined playing little spoon to her canine boyfriend. Drifting to sleep with him tied to her perfect ass. 




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Well, now we know where Autumn gets it. Who knew buttslut was a heritable trait? Maybe it just comes with being the forest spirit of sex? If that's even a real thing. You'll have to wait to find out, because Autumn has to go to school in the morning, and nothing sexy happens in highschool right? Does Autumn follow in her mother's hoofprints and become the class bicycle? Or does her shy demeanor keep her hidden from lecherous eyes? Stay tuned for the next chapter! Let's just say Dawn sets Autumn up for a long, hot, and wet school day. 


As always please leave a comment! See any mistakes? Have any tips? Did you like it? Did you hate it? Do I suck, and need to stop? Tell me something, please! Help me out here! 🤪 


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