Your windshield easily breaks away and the last thing you see is the deer's rear end flying at you, her tail raised, then warm, musky darkness. You try to fight your way out of the doe's dark, tight birth canal, but you find yourself slipping deeper inside. Her momentum has driven all of your head inside of her and halfway into her womb. You try to squirm your way back out, but to your horror her womb is contracting and pulling you in faster than you can pull yourself out. She meanwhile is trying to figure out what is going on. She feels great pleasure coming from her vagina and the powerful urge to pull, like giving birth but in reverse...
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