The deer woman woke first, yawning and stretching her legs out. She vaguely perceived the fur and scent of her new stag king, and smiled dreamily.
Ty rolled over, wrapped his arms around the doe, and though she was nothing to laugh at for sheer size and strength, the gentle curves of her feminine body were dwarfed by the handsome buck’s thick and powerful trunks of muscle. This was especially evident as Ty closed his arms around his lover and made her look tiny by comparison.
“Hey.” Ty whispered, his voice deep, manly, yet gentle. “You awake?”
Camille’s eyes opened softly and she beamed a loving smile as she was greeted by the handsome face of her lover.
“Yes, my love.” Camille said sweetly, stroking Ty’s cheek.
They kissed softly, lovingly, and Camille chuckled as she felt something stiff poke her in the thigh.
“What?” Ty grinned innocently. “You’re beautiful.”
“Flattery will get you everywhere, big guy.”
They screwed up their faces trying not to laugh at how weird it all was, and failed. Camille laid down on her back excitedly and spread her legs.
“Wow.” Ty grinned, pushing up with his hands and mounting his doe in missionary. “To think I used to wonder what sex was like.”
Camille giggled and reached down to grip Ty’s cervine shaft and help the long member towards her waiting pussy.
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Another fuck, another round of powerful juicy orgasms for both. The two deer people washed the sex away under the waterfall, lovingly teasing and kissing, and emerged in the late afternoon. After drying themselves in the warm sun, the two animals found themselves back at the ridge line staring down into the valley below. Devoid of human existence, the king and queen surveyed their land.
“Well.” Camille held Ty’s hand as they stood. “We should think about the future.”
“Yeah.” Ty agreed, nodding and bobbing his great rack of antlers. “I think it’s pretty obvious I don’t want to go back to being human any time soon.”
“No, it wasn’t.” Camille almost sighed in relief. “I’m glad.”
“So, let’s make a paradise.” Ty grinned. “Me and you, other animals. No people. Just our own little perfection to live in.”
“Oh, that sounds wonderful.” Camille put her muzzle on Ty’s shoulder and hugged him close. “Where do we start, my king?”
“You know every inch of this place, right?”
“Yeah.” Camille nodded. “In my old life I wandered. There’s no man around here for miles north of here. There’s the road to the south and your old world.” She eyed Ty nervously and saw no reaction.
“That’s not my world anymore.” Ty admitted. “They can have it.”
“Then let’s make ours.” Camille rubbed the great buck’s neck fur and they kissed.