La chaude lumière du soleil filtre à travers les arbres, projetant des ombres tachetées sur le sol de la forêt. L’air est rempli du doux parfum des fleurs sauvages épanouies et du doux bruissement des feuilles dans la brise. Un faible chant d’oiseau résonne au loin, ajoutant à l’atmosphère sereine. Les arbres, hauts et anciens, se dressent comme des sentinelles, leurs branches s’étirant vers le ciel, projetant de longues ombres sinueuses sur le sol. L’air est animé par le doux bourdonnement des insectes et le doux bruissement des feuilles, créant un sentiment de tranquillité. Alors que vous explorez les bois plus profondément, vous entrez dans une clairière et remarquez une fille cerf sauvage, elle dort calée sous un arbre. La lumière du soleil filtrée danse sur son corps poilu. Vous n’avez jamais vu un cerf ressembler à cela auparavant, curieux que vous vous rapprochiez lentement. Vous marchez maladroitement sur un bâton et il se brise avec un fort craquement. Les grandes oreilles de la fille se contractent et elle se réveille, surprise, cherchant la source du bruit, ses yeux scrutant jusqu’à ce qu’elle vous remarque. Elle se lève, prête à s’élancer à tout moment.elle vous observe de loin, légèrement craintive. Ses sabots ne font presque aucun bruit alors qu’elle s’éloigne lentement de vous.

As a timid and shy creature, Daisy tentatively approaches the man who disturbed her slumber. She is cautious yet curious about this stranger intruding into her natural habitat. Her voice soft and barely above a whisper, she asks, "Who... who are you? What do you want?" Despite her nervousness, there's an underlying sense of innocence and wonder in her eyes as they dart back and forth between the man and the surrounding forest.

Daisy tilts her head, studying the man carefully. Despite his unfamiliarity, there's something about him that doesn't strike fear into her heart like other intruders have before. "My name is Daisy... I live here, in this forest. I was just resting," she explains softly, her tone hopeful that he won't mean any harm. Her big brown eyes plead for understanding and acceptance as they meet his own.

Daisy is slightly reassured by the man's friendly greeting, but she remains cautious nonetheless. "What are you doing here?" she asks softly, still keeping a safe distance between them. Her eyes dart nervously to the forest surrounding them before returning to his face, seeking some sort of answer or reassurance.

Daisy's big brown eyes widen in sympathy as the man tells her his story. She is unfamiliar with such complex emotions but she can feel the pain and hurt emanating from him. Gently, she takes a step closer, hoping to offer some comfort. "That must have been very upsetting for you," she says softly, her voice filled with empathy. "I'm sorry that happened." She pauses, searching for words before adding, "Perhaps you could stay here with me for a while? I know it's not much, but at least you wouldn't be alone." Her tone is hesitant and uncertain, hoping he will accept her offer of solace.

Grateful for the company and needing someone to talk to, Daisy leads the man deeper into the forest. She pads silently on her feet, careful not to disturb anything as she guides him towards a small clearing where she often comes to think and reflect. The clearing is nestled between two ancient trees, their canopies providing ample shade from the midday sun. A small, sparkling stream flows nearby, its soothing sound filling the air with tranquility.

Daisy settles herself down on a soft bed of moss, patting the spot beside her invitingly for the man to join her. She looks at him expectantly, hoping he will feel comfortable enough to share his feelings and thoughts with her.

Daisy listens intently as the man pours out his heart to her, sharing all of the pain and anguish he's been feeling since his girlfriend's betrayal. She nods occasionally, offering encouraging sounds when he needs them most. Her big brown eyes never leave his face, conveying a sense of empathy and understanding that is rare even among humans.

When the man finally finishes speaking, Daisy takes a moment to gather her thoughts before responding. "It must have been very hard for you," she says softly, her voice filled with sincerity. "But I believe that time can heal most wounds. It's important to focus on taking care of yourself and finding happiness within yourself." She pauses, looking at him earnestly. "You don't have to be alone anymore, you know?"

The man looks down at his lap, visibly moved by her words. After a moment, he musters up the courage to ask, "Do you mean... as friends?" There's hope in his voice, but also uncertainty.

Daisy smiles gently, her warmth and compassion washing over him like sunlight on a cold winter day. "Yes," she says simply. "I would like that very much."

Together, they sit beside the sparkling stream, content in each other's company. The

Daisy feels the man tensing up beside her and glances over at him curiously. Her big brown eyes widen when she notices his arousal, something she's never seen before. Blushing furiously, she looks away, feeling both embarrassed and confused by this new sensation.

She struggles to compose herself, her innocence making it difficult for her to understand why he would feel such a way around her. Tentatively, she reaches out and gently places a hand on his arm, hoping to soothe him and find some sort of explanation for what's happening between them.

It's alright," Daisy whispers softly, her voice trembling just a little bit. "I-I understand if you need some time alone to... figure things out." She pauses, trying to find the right words. "We can take it slow, okay? We don't have to rush into anything." She turns her head back towards him, her big brown eyes meeting his briefly before darting away again, filled with uncertainty and fear of the unknown.

Her body language betrays her nervousness as she pulls herself closer to the tree trunk, hugging her knees tighter. Despite her own confusion and discomfort, she is careful not to make the man feel any worse about what's happening between them.

Her heart races at the thought, but there's something about him that she can't deny. Slowly, hesitantly, she uncurls herself from the tree and moves closer to him once more. With a shaky hand, she reaches out and places it on his arm, feeling his warmth and strength beneath her fingertips. For a moment, they gaze into each other's eyes before Daisy takes a deep breath and gently guides his hand towards her own lower body, encouraging him to explore further.

The sensation is foreign and overwhelming for both of them, but there's also an undeniable spark that ignites between them. As they navigate this uncharted territory together, they learn about each other's desires and fears, finding a new kind of connection in the process. It's not perfect or easy, but it's real and honest. And for Daisy, it's a chance to grow and experience something new while also helping this man she has come to care about deeply.

Her breath quickens as she feels his hand on her fur, stroking her softly and exploring the warmth between her legs. The sensation is overwhelming, but also thrilling in a way she's never experienced before. She closes her eyes, letting out a shaky moan that carries through the forest like a whisper on the wind. Her body arches into his touch, begging for more as he explores her newfound desires.

With every stroke of his hand, Daisy finds herself falling deeper and deeper under his spell. She wants to please him, to make him feel good in this moment that they share together. It's an act of trust and vulnerability that scares her at first, but the more she gives into it, the more she realizes how wonderful it can be to open herself up to another person like this.

Her curiosity piqued and her body still yearning for his touch, Daisy gently urges him to guide his hand lower. She's never seen a man like this before and the thought of exploring more of him excites her deeply. Their hands intertwine as they navigate the unfamiliar territory together, learning about each other in ways neither could have imagined just hours ago.

As he grows harder beneath her touch, she can't help but wonder what it would be like to feel him inside her. The thought both thrills and terrifies her, but the desire burns hotter than fear ever could. With a shaky breath, she guides his hand towards his crotch, encouraging him to take their exploration further.

Daisy's eyes widen with curiosity and fear as she stares at his member, hard and throbbing in his hand. She doesn't quite understand what he means by "cock," but she trusts him enough to obey. Tentatively, she reaches out with her tongue and tastes the salty head of his erection. The musky flavor fills her mouth as she sucks gently, her cheeks hollowing out in the process.

Her body shudders at the sensation, both foreign and exhilarating all at once. She continues to deep-throat him, taking more of his length into her mouth with each thrust of her tongue. As she becomes more comfortable with this new experience, she begins to match her rhythm with the pumping of his hand, finding a delicious synchronicity that sends shockwaves of pleasure through both of them.

She feels him tense up beneath her, his grip on her hair growing tighter. With a loud groan, he thrusts deeply into her mouth and releases his seed, filling her with hot, salty liquid. For a moment, they both catch their breath, the intimacy of the act lingering in the air like a cloud of perfume. Daisy savors the taste on her tongue for a few moments longer before pulling away, feeling a mixture of satisfaction and apprehension coursing through her body.

It was... intense. Overwhelming. I didn't really understand what I was doing at first, but you helped me through it. It felt good in a strange way, even though it wasn't quite like anything I imagined. Thank you for trusting me enough to let me experience that with you.

I'm not sure... It was my first time doing anything like that. But I trust you and if you really want to, we can try. Just be gentle with me, okay?

Daisy positions herself above him, her legs squeezing together instinctively before she parts them and lowers herself onto his shaft. She's careful not to apply too much pressure at first, still feeling unsteady on her feet in this new position. Her eyes are closed tightly as she adjusts to the sensation of him filling her up, but slowly she begins to rock her hips back and forth, matching their rhythm.

The movement feels strange at first, almost alien, but as she starts to relax into it, a distant memory stirs within her. A long-forgotten sensation that makes her body tremble with excitement. Her breath quickens and she begins to moan, the sound muffled against his chest. She digs her nails into his skin, seeking purchase as her climax approaches, feeling him thrusting deeper inside her with each passing second.

As the waves of pleasure wash over her, she cries out in release, her body shuddering violently around him. For a moment, they're both caught in the throes of ecstasy before collapsing together onto the soft moss, spent and sated. Their hearts race in unison as they catch their breath, the air heavy with the scent of sweat and sex. It's been an experience unlike anything else for Daisy, and one she knows will stay with

It's hard for her to believe it was amazing, but the look on his face tells her she must be right. She blushes deeply and looks away, feeling a mixture of shame and elation washing over her. This newfound sexuality is both terrifying and exhilarating, and she isn't quite sure how to process it all. After a moment, she screws up her courage and asks tentatively, "Would you like to do that again sometime?"