It was hunting season in deer country, the leafs on the trees starting to change colors and the winds beginning to chill throughout the forest. A scent carried in the breeze forecasting the most relevant change the season brought, coming from the frolicking hoofed animal girls throughout the woods going into a powerful breeding heat. The pheromones naturally attracted male attention, but not just from the bucks who also inhabited the forests. All across the nation human males were stepping out of their trucks and sedans at the edge of the tree filled wilds, adorning orange vests, and striding onto the forest trails.

Berry walked alongside his friend Dale along the hiking path towards the hunting grounds, the two adult men completely naked aside from their orange hunting vests and boots. Berry was an experienced veteran and was already fully aroused as the sweet scent of female animal wafted on the wind, but Dale was trembling with the nervous anticipation of a virgin. With a chuckle he gently elbowed at his neophyte friend. "Relax! You're going to make an easy husband for some hungry MILF at this rate. The most important thing is always to be confident."

Dale fidgeted and blushed as he tried to keep the stumble out of his stride while keeping pace with his friend. "Easy for you to say. This is what, your fifth hunting season? We didn't even have deer back where I used to live, the only girls I ever had to wrangle were other humans. The worst thing that ever happens with them is they tell you to fuck off. Out here..." He trailed off and paused in his step, catching a particularly strong whiff of thirsty deer scent and let a tremble race through his body.

Catching the same burst of scent, Berry paused and took a deep inhale of the feminine musk and sighed with potent approval. "Out here they'll tell you to fuck in, and never let you go whether you like it or not!" He chuckled and wrapped a shoulder around the other male, tugging him into a close platonic side by side embrace and started guiding him along to start walking again. "That's what makes it so exciting! The thrill of the hunt! The risk of failure just makes the success of conquest all the sweeter! Around these parts this is practically a coming of age thing, a boy becomes a man when he nuts inside a deer and makes it back home to brag about it."

"R-right, I mean that part sounds fun and all. My friends would text me whenever they scored at a college bar and stuff." He nodded along while struggling to keep his knees from buckling while he walked along. As they got closer to the eye of the storm the pheromones in the air got less extreme, or else maybe he was just beginning to adapt to it. "But... deer girls will really just swallow you up and marry you to them on the spot? Without even asking? Is it, like, dangerous for single dudes to just go on hikes out here or something?"

"Only if it's husband hunting season." Berry assured, tugging at the orange vest for emphasis. "If you ran into a doe while out and about normally they'd probably just give you directions on how to get back on the trail. But if you're going out while they got breeding on the brain, all bets are off. Listen, I know in those liberal cities of yours they fill your heads with woes about egalitarianism and consent and all that newage jazz. But animal girls are as traditional as it gets, they live on instinct, raw primal urges without any kind of pretend rules made up by civilization."  With an overly familiar grin, Berry reached down and stroked at Dale's cock, making the inexperienced male gasp from the surprise contact. "It's a game. And everyone agrees to the rules before they decide to play. You coming out here wearing that is all the permission they need to fill their wombs and bellies with everything you have to offer."

Dale nodded even as he still felt a lump in his throat, which only rose higher when they came upon the sign at the edge of the hiking trail. The sign red in bright glaring colored lettering: STOP! IF IT IS DEER SEASON, TURN AROUND NOW. ONLY GO BEYOND THIS POINT IF YOU'RE WEARING ORANGE. Underneath the letters was a crude yet cartoony depiction of a voluptuous female deer splayed and with a stick figure depiction of a human standing to the side with an erection poking out with an exclamation mark above his head.

"Ready to dive in?" The two men took a deep musk filled breath before they strode over the boundary, walking off the well worn trail and onto the untamed grass behind the line of trees, soon going in deep enough to be well out of view from the regular walking trail. "Keep an eye and an ear out, does might try luring you over with mating calls but that's always just a set up for an ambush. If you hear her before you see her, cover your pecker and get your back to a tree."

The virgin darted his gaze around with wide eyes, over compensating for his inexperience by trying to be hyper aware. Their footfalls were light as they walked, minimizing the amount of sound they made with every step.  As they went soon the sounds of the wild began to echo through the foliage; moans and grunts and squeals and belches as other hunters wandering through the same forest enjoyed the same game that they were now a part of, every rumbling burp that could be heard through the branches marking a man who'd lost and just enjoyed his last hunting season. Berry shook his head in a combination of bemusement and mournful respect at the sounds of men being domesticated, but his only concern for today was ensuring his young new friend didn't meet the same fate of being entrapped into married life.

The two came to a freezing halt as they rounded a wide tree and came onto a field. There standing in the middle of a grassy opening was a deer doe, hourglass shaped curves and a visible radiation of needy sex scent wafting around her. She looked around while holding at her arms with either hand, cradling her bosom and emphasizing her bountiful bust, as meek and wary as a wall flower at the sadie hawkins dance. Berry grinned wide and gently elbowed his friend in the side, then shushed him when he grunted from the affectionate ribbing. "This is perfect! I don't think she saw us. I'll take this one, age before beauty huh? Watch and learn."

He pat his friend on the shoulder before hunching lower and creeping towards the doe, making as little noise as he could while getting closer to her from behind. She didn't notice his presence until it was too late, and she yelped out as she felt him embrace her from behind, his arms wrapping around with one groping her breast while the other darted between her legs. She swooned loudly and blushed fiercely as he started fingering her with wild abandon. "Oh gosh! H-hey there handsome! Wow you really know what you're doing." She groaned while squirming in his embrace, smiling and panting hotly even as she tried to struggle out of his grip. She wanted to turn around and face him, but he held fast and continued molesting her.

"Hey there yourself, gorgeous! I should think I know what I'm doing, I've probably fathered a dozen fawns in my time. And you're going to make a pretty sexy mommy for the babies I'm about to squirt into you!" He growled, kissing at the nape of her neck and shoulder making her quiver, her struggling started to ease off while she spread her legs.

"Such a stud. Don't you think it's time to settle down? Don'tcha think about all those cute baby fawns growing up without knowing their daddy? Why not stick around and help me raise the ones you're gonna fill me with?" She asked somewhat desperately, but she knew he was unlikely to take the bait. Indeed all he did was chuckle and squeeze her breast making her moan while she felt him slide his arousal between her legs and prod at the entrance to her needy hole from behind.

While keeping his hold on her he lined himself up, tugging his fingers away from her swollen puffy lower lips and pressed the tip of his leaking cock against her folds. "Sorry babe, I'm sure your stomach is cozy enough, but I still have plenty of wild oats to sow before I'm ready to commit to one woman for the rest of my life. Maybe next year, huh?" He chuckled while pressing himself inside of her, the two gasping and squealing aloud as he slid effortlessly into her like filling into a velvet glove.

Dale watched from the sidelines with a blush on his cheeks and his arousal throbbing painfully erect. He watched as the doe slightly bent forward and pressed her hips back, while Berry pressed one hand against her back and held her hips with the other. The position was perfect to allow him deep access to fill her womb with his baby batter, while ensuring she couldn't get her hands on him to try swallowing him down mid orgasm. The two made hot wet musky primal love like the wild animals they were, their bodies glistening with sweat and the meaty slaps of their bodies clapping together echoing through the clearing accompanied by grunts and moans and breathless euphoria. It didn't take long for them both to climax, even from a distance he could see her body spasm as pleasure crashed over her in a wave and her face contorted into the picture of bliss her eyes rolling back and jaw going slack with tongue hanging out. At the same time he grunted and buried himself deep, his cock poking the cervix entrance and squirting his potent seed directly into her womb, his sperm swimming directly for her eggs and burrowing furiously inside to inseminate her on the spot.

Her body quivered as he tugged out of her, his hands remaining steady on her hips both to help hold her steady so she didn't collapse and to ensure she didn't snap up to turn around to take him by surprise. She stayed up on her feet and took a deep breath as she rode through her afterglow pretty quickly, standing back to her full height while rubbing her cum sloshfilled belly with one hand and glancing back over her shoulder at Berry and smiled. "That was good! Thanks for the fawns, sexy. Sure I can't tempt you to stick around?" She asked, opening her maw wide and lulling her tongue out while using a free hand to point into her maw invitingly. While looking off to the side to peek behind her Berry didn't quite get the full brunt of the sight, but from Dale's vantage point he could see directly into the abyss of her maw and the view struck him like cupids arrow. Being frozen in surprise and the distance between them was the only reason he didn't fall forward to feed himself down her throat right there on the spot!

"I'm sure! Be a good mom to 'em for me though. Now go on, get." Berry said while giving her rump a smack, making her giggle as she took a few steps forward away from the human before she started prancing away quickly disappearing into the woods and out of sight. With his cock throbbing and dripping between his legs, Berry strode back over to his friend who was still star struck at the interspecies mating he was witness too. "Enjoyed the show so much you forgot to masturbate?"

Dale snapped back to reality and shook his head, then peeked down and noticed that even after orgasm his friends cock was still rock hard, while his own was painfully leaking. "The uhh... pheromones are like, aphrodisiac right? The umm... pamphlet had uh, pictures of one guy breeding six does in a row..." He stumbled through, muttering almost on autopilot while his brain tried to reboot from the visual overload.

Berry just chuckled and clapped his friend on the shoulder startling him back to proper awareness again. "Yup! Our tanks are full for days, so don't be shy! So in case you were wondering, that doe I just filled up was a second seasoner. Not a virgin but still single. By my money those are the best ones to aim for, they're the most on board with the love them and leave them aim of the hunt."

Dale nodded while he took some deep breaths still feeling like he needed to adjust to this whole experience, though every breath was choking with deer musk so it didn't entirely help. "Right... I mean, it still seemed like she wanted to eat you though. Are the uh first year deers more hungry or something?"

The older human guided his friend to start walking around, hushing his voice as he answered. "Eh, they're all hungry. But the virgin does are so guilt trippy. They have that whole idea in their head of love at first sight, think that just by mating with them you're already hitched and that swallowing you up is just a formality, then when you try and walk away they start crying and clinging to you and whatnot. It's like damn girl, I don't see your throat around this finger, you missed your chance tuck me into your belly fair and square."

Dale nodded while shamefully glancing down at his boots while they walked along, imagining such a display and feeling guilty even just from listening to it. Such antics from a doe would probably work at convincing him to let himself be devoured, were it not for the helpful mentorship of his friend. "Right. And what about the older doe's? The ones who've been at this for as long as you have?"

A wide proud grin came across Berry's face and he got a twinkle in his eye at the suggestion. "Ooooh the MILFs! Yeah those gals are something else let me tell you. Especially the ones who are old enough to have daughters who are already in their first season. Hoo man, if you meet a doe who doesn't have a man tucked away into her belly and she's out hunting along with her daughters? My friend let me tell you, a man who can knock up a MILF and her virgin daughters and get away with it scotch free, that is the stuff legends are made of!"

He paused mid step and put a hand up against his friends chest to stop him, looking to him from aside and smirking with an arched brow. "If I were you I'd stay clear though. MILFs are devious bitches, they're all gosh darn sick of not having a husband and they'll play every dirty trick in the book to get you into their gut. You're going to want to get a season or two under your belt before you go doing the horizontal tango with one of them."

As they were talking there was a rustle from the bush, making the two men halt with sudden surprise. Out from the branches around them a deer strode out, but her belly bulged out with the wriggling presence of a male tucked away inside of it, and the two humans relaxed. The doe spotted them and smiled, giving them a wave before she continued walking along on her way, letting out a casual belch that shook the leafs from the branches around them. "Afternoon, boys!" She casually greeted them as she passed, not even making eye contact and patting a hand over her belly.

"Heh, congratulations to the newly weds!" Berry teasingly replied back to her as she walked off, shaking his head and smiling at the sight. Dale was entranced as he watched her walk by, taking in every curve and lump to her belly, and following her with his gaze as her hips swayed with every step until she was out of sight.

"So... that's it for him then, right? He's never going to see the sun again... no one's ever going to see Him again?" He asked rhetorically, though the throb in his cock showed he wanted the verbal confirmation for a sense of catharsis more than anything else.

"Eeyup, that's married life for you! When a girl gets her lips around you it's all over. No more staying out late with the boys, no more pub crawls, no more sunday night football. He's going to stay cooped up in that stomach of hers for three hundred and sixty four days out of the year. Soon as next season comes around she'll squeeze him out to give him a ride so they can get her pregnant again, then right back in he goes." He shook his head as he recounted fate, beginning to walk along again before he finished. "Usually do it after sundown too so it's all extra romantical, so yeah. No more sun for him. Damn shame."

Dale's head was starting to spin and he had to concentrate hard to keep from stumbling as they walked. The scent of the season, watching his friend fuck a deer, talking about digesting in a deers belly for the rest of his life... "That doesn't sound so bad." He mummered, his pupils foggy as if he was so full of cum that it was literally up behind his eyes.

"Well yeah, it ain't BAD! Like she said before, eventually a mans gots to settle down, for sure. But these gals out here ain't your high school sweet heart either! If I'm going to be wifed by some wild animal, I want her to earn me by being smart enough and sexy enough to put me in my place. But in the meantime, there's a big ocean of tight deer cunnies out there just waiting for us to fish to our hearts content, you feel me?" Berry proclaimed, patting his friend on the shoulder urging him to voice his agreement. When he didn't respond right away he paused and walked around in front, taking a good look at Dale. "Oh damn, you're pent up as hell. Come on, let's find you some desperate virgin who's too overcome by her first heat to get her arms around you, then you can drain some of that love juice and come back to your senses."

Taking him by the arm, Berry lead him through the forest with his ears primed to listen for the telltale sounds of a doe who was splayed out on her back overcome by the burning in her loins, the perfect easy first time deer lay for Dale to work out his jitters on. As they went Dale bobbed along somewhat thoughtlessly, his head wobbling from shoulder to shoulder with every step and his cock rigid and red and leaking more than just pre-cum. For a city boy like him who grew up far from the scent of deer musk every year this whole thing was too much to handle, and diving into the deep end like this was probably too much for him. Whether both of them, or just one, or even neither of the two human males would be leaving the forest by seasons end to brag about their conquests was up in the air. They disappeared into the canopy of trees while a soundtrack of moans and belches from the hunting that was taking place throughout the forest blared all day and night and day again. Until next year. Until next season.