I do

"Whatsh....shomthin not-" I try to ask a look of terror spreading to my betrothed face but my brother in law Ymis corrects the discordant wedding music and the feeling of wrongness vanishes.

"I do." A emotionless voice comes from my mouth before a bright white glow comes from Fikis's staff. But I fail to notice it has my husband beams in joy as he quickly takes me an embrace. I quickly respond to his tongues intrusion in my mouth as my nails scrape against his back and his cock comes to rest between my plump thighs.

"You may now fuck the bride." Fikis declares as the wedding music vanishes to be replaced by a tune similar to the raunchy shanty. I start to reach down to guide my husband into me but all I manage to do is place a soft hand on his cock before he scoops me up. I can't help but giggle as I wrap my arms around his neck as he carries me to a brightly lit clearing that seems kind of familiar but I don't remember all of the torches, ribbons, and tassels on the trees or the massive moss bed in the center of the 2 logs.

My husband gingerly places me on the moss bed before grabbing a wine-skin from one of the logs. I feel my heart flutter as I watch him take a mouthful of it's content and can't stand it any longer as my hand darts to across my smooth stomach and through my bush to find my clit. I let out a gasping moan as I start to circle it and seem to excite my husband as he takes another large mouthful before tossing the skin aside. To my joy he leans over top of me and brings my mouth to his before giving me a **** filled kissing as I gulp down his gift eagerly.

I gasp as the warmth from earlier returns drifting down to my vagina. Shaded by my husband I help guide him between my furred thighs and to my entrance as he gives me a kiss tinged with a worry look on his face. With a not so confident thrust my beloved enters me to a momentarily painful and then a crashing orgasm that I hear an animal howl from beneath my husband as he stops only half of his length in. Wrapping my legs around him I pull him the rest of the length into to another animalistic orgasm.

I fight off an orgasm for several thrusts until I feel my husband tensing up and his cock twitching. Feeling a torrent of seed rapidly approaching me I pull my husband into me as he tries to pull out as my nails rake across his back as I moan into whiteness. As my vision clears I'm happily greeted by the sight of my husband leaning over me. I nuzzle into his neck as he I feel him hardening on my stomach as he starts to realign once again. To my joy my beloved takes me 2 more times by the time he lets me drift off into blissful exhaustion.

I reluctantly open my eyes to the seering bright light of the morning sun, actually noon sun. It takes me a few minutes of the warm embrace of my husband and the soft embrace of our moss bed to fully be able to see enough through the hateful light. The pounding in my head and holes only make want to snuggle deeper into Dafos The Brewer's firm embrace but I know I must start to make camp and breakfast...well lunch, before he awakens.

Reluctantly I worm my self out of his arms to make a to come to my shaky hoofs looking for a place to get water and clean up. Luckily I find a small clear pond at the edge of the tree line. Looking into the reflection I'm greeted by the sight of a young looking blonde woman a pair of white horns jut from her forehead staring back at me causing me initially to jump back with a tinkle of bells and the clomp of my hooves. Making a cautious glance at the surface I giggle at my timidness realizing it is only my reflection and not some pissy possessive undine harlot.

The face that stares back at me is a beautiful and seemingly hairless face with pouty lips and a cute little button nose framed by messy curly blonde locks that stretches down to my small perky B cup breasts. I giggle as I try to clean my husbands seed from my face and pout a bit when I realize it's going to take much more than a quick rinse in a puddle to get it out of my hair and fur, though a part of me is happy I can wear it for a bit longer. I blink realizing I seem to have bells attached to my nipples and my attempt to take one off only tells me that they are attacked to piercings and when it tinkles I swear my breasts seemed to have grown. I admire my flat, hopefully not for long, hairless belly it ends into my untrimmed bush, I entertain the idea of trimming it for only a second as that wouldn't be natural and would be like those prudish elves. I can't help but giggle as I stare at the reflection of my womanly fur covered hips thoughts of bouncing a son, or if I'm blessed, a daughter on my hip as I clean my beloved's house. My thighs are on the plump side but I have a decent gap underneath all the fur on my legs ending in dark colored goat hooves. I give a small twirl causing the bells to tinkle as I turn to shake my round ass and small white tail with a giggle.

I start to look for our camping bag before spotting hit leaning against a log as I stumble finding myself kicking a club. I cock my head wondering why would a club be in the middle of the forest, but make my way to the bag. Rummaging around I find all the materials I need to start to cook some morning tea and luckily find a small human made bottle of ****. Stealing a sip I can't help but blink and feel the taste is familiar and a feeling of wrongness over comes me. I try to push aside the feeling as I rummage through the bag finding another smaller bag with a few dried rations in it. Again it feels like I'm missing something, but I shake my head and collect what I need to start to making a soup out of the dried jerky and berries in the bag.

Mumbling causes me to cast a glance at my husband. I feel a sense of giddiness as I see my red headed husband rolling on to his back a hand reaches to where my chest should be. I can't help but grind my white furred thighs together at the sight of my husbands morning wood bouncing to life as he starts to feel around for me. I start to spring to action to fulfill my duties by waking him up with a morning blow as my bell piercings jingle, but stop only after a couple hopping strides.

A sense of wrongness comes over me as I remember three figure that I feel I should remember...but what.....Wait are they humans...I have always lived in the forest haven't I....No. I came from outside.

I feel dizzy and catch myself as I start to stumble. My head feels fuzzy as and I swear it seems like I have different memories. I remember frolicking through the woods, but that memory only seems to stretch for a couple of hours before meeting my husband. I shake my head trying to get the bad thoughts out but only seem to make it worse as I remember a farm and approaching the woods...