"Um, if I took him on, could I stay a doe? Not have to turn back to what I was when I leave?" Jenny answered, hesitantly.
Jenny's secret, even from her saltlick pals, was that on the other side she weighed 200 pounds. She was unattractive to men, and the few men who did pay any attention to her were exploitive and abusive. Given the opportunity to enjoy a new life as a pretty doe, she had at first been so overwhelmed by being an object of lust--a new and exciting experience--that she had gone a little wild, engaging a series of meaningless flings. More secure in her newfound attractiveness, Jenny now hoped for a real relationship with a buck, probably Robbie or John, both of whom were showing signs of adopting civilized behavior. For all her complaints about Leticia's gushing over Jeremy, Jenny also envied the relationship between the two of them.
But she had been dreading the fact that in a month she would go back to her old body and her old life. It wasn't just being sexy and having men, well, bucks, chase after her--it was also the grace and lithe power of her cervine form. The thought of going back to fat Jenny was something she had been trying to avoid. If a two week committment to raising a fawn was all that was necessary to stay in her wonderful new body, she would do it, and she would do it properly--she was aware that she was taking on a serious, if short-term responsibility.
"I'll have to talk to the management." Naomi responded "but I think we can do that." Naomi knew that the management was more prepared to let female herbivore morphs out than any other group.
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"I'm pregnant?" Jackie was briefly overwhelmed by the enormity of her life changes. "I'm going to have a baby?"
"Oh, sweetheart." Keith took her in his arms.
"Actually" Doctor number two stated matter-of-factly "You're going to have a litter."