Tod Krautmister really should have been in school, but the high school senior had decided to take a few days off to deer hunt. It was very warm for this late in the year, so Tod had on only his boots, camo overalls, orange shirt and hat. He was walking through the woods to his tree stand, when suddenly movement catch his eye. A tawny tan figure moved down by the stream, crouching low he stalked towards it. The wind blowing in his face brought a strange musky smeel with it. Tod instantly popped a boner as the scent filled his nostrils, shocked at this the young hunter paused a second. Unsure of himself and the situtation, his body flushed with heat; and he began to pant. When a six-foot tall anthropomorphic doe stepped around the bend, her big dark eye's starring at his strangely. Almost like he was the prey and she the predator. "It can't be real!" Tod mumbled taking a step backward, his rifle falling from numb hands. The doe lifted her muzzle sniffing the wind, which as luck would have it had changed directions. Turning she showed him her round perfect rump, her little white tail flagging up.......