You ultimately decide against giving in to hedonism and walk off to the nearest campsite.
You make your way to the nearest campsite that you can remember finding a few weeks ago. As you walk around the campsite you come across a sign. It has information on the local wild life. It has warnings about leaving food out for bears, it shows tips on fire safety and it also has a map of the area. You can see that this campsite is one that sits along a backpacking trial. That’s perfect you think to yourself, you can wait in the woods until a backpacker comes by and then try and communicate with them. You walk into the woods just a few yards form the trial and find some really nice grace to graze on while you wait.
Aa you graze on the lovely grass you notice that it’s starting to get dark so you decide that it might be best to find somewhere safe to sleep. You walk along the trial and come across an empty campsite. You decided to walk into it to see if you could find a safe place to sleep. As you walk into to campground you can see that it’s a pretty nice camping spot. Each site has a bear box for storing food a fire ring for fires and the campground even had its own porta john. As you examine each camping spot you see a grayish yellow tent. Your heart starts to race with excitement. This is the opportunity you have been waiting for, you think to yourself. Now you just have to find who this tent belongs too.
Just was you walk up to the grayish yellow tent you hear what sound like foot steps coming from behind you. You hear someone say, “Ahhh, how cute it’s a little doe, what are you doing here girl.” You turn your heard slightly so you can see behind you using you right eye and when you do you spot a cute skinny blonde girl who looks to be around 25. This is your chance to get back to civilization, fast act as human as possible, you think to yourself. You then turn your self around to face her. She seems a littler startled by this action. You then sit down on your back hunches and use your right hoof to write HI the best you can. You look up at her and she looks a little confused. “Did you just write HI” you here her say in a confused voice. You then nod your head up and down as you stand up and walk over to pick up a nearby stick. You then use the stick to write “need help”. You look over at her and she looks a little scared you suppose she would be It’s not every day you meet a deer that knows English. You then hear her ask “do you understand me girl”. You feel a little perved at being called girl, but right now you need to focus on getting help. You then nod your head to signal “YES”. She then says, “Holly cow I am actually talking to a deer, how is this possible, did someone teach you English?” You shake your head to signal “NO”. She than asked what she needed to do to help. Using your primitive stick writing you then proceed explain your situation and inform her of the events of the past 6 weeks. It takes all afternoon and goes well into the night, but you are able to tell her that you were actually a human male, an office worker for a newspaper in LA who was turned into doe and that you would be stuck that way for three years. At this revelation she seemed surprised to find out that magic was real and that some salary man was turned into a deer, but how else could you explain what was happening right now. She than asked what you needed her to do. You explained to her that you need help getting back home. Mabey if you could get back to your apartment you could chill and watch Netflix until the 3 years were over. She said she would help you get back to civilization first thing in the morning. You notice how dark it was a nodded "YES" to her proposition.
You then hear the blonde woman say “hey my name is Jenny by the way and if you want you can sleep next to me in the tent if you want, you must be tired of sleeping outside”. It did sound nice to not have to sleep outside for the first time in weeks you think to yourself, not to mention she is a knockout. As you look over to her you feel a warm yearning sensation come from your back side. Darn it, here I am stuck in the woods with a beautiful woman, but I am stuck as the wrong species and the wrong sex. Another night under the stars could not hurt, but that tent looks cozy or you could always go back and join that stags harem, after all you might not have a cock, but that didn't mean you couldn't have one in between your legs tonight.