Jarad felt the buck getting close, and smelled his arousal. Her mind was swimming. She wasn't a doe, damnit, she was a doe...no, not a doe... but she was a doe.
Jarad chewed her cud and tried to clear her mind, but it wasn't working. The hormones running so hard through her blood were confusing her thoughts. She shuffled her hooves in the thick pad of fallen leaves and swished her tail, feeling it touch the nose of the buck behind her.
Before Jared could work anything out in her mind, she felt the weight of the young buck on her back. She didn't resist as he entered her, pumping her full of his seed. The whole act took only a few moments, and it was over. The buck withdrew, and they stood in the clearing, sniffing each other.
Jarad did what came naturally, nuzzling the buck. She was confused as hell. It felt so good, but it was so wrong. So very wrong.
She was still thinking about that when the buck suddenly reared back and landed on her again, repeating the whole process. It went on all night like that. With each act, Jared felt her human self buried deeper and deeper...