FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

“Come on, I’ve gotta beat the clock here…” Matsuo muttered to himself as he inputted information into a save data modifier program on his computer. With the servers for the Nintendo 3DS shutting off at midnight, he was trying to modify the save data on his copy of Pokémon Ultra Sun to give himself a Zeraora, which he planned on sending to Pokémon Bank, which he’d then send over to Pokémon Home, and finally send it on to his copy of Pokémon Scarlet so he could use it on his in-game team. Only having started playing Ultra Sun within the last few months, he had long since missed the window of opportunity to obtain the Mythical Pokémon through legal means, given it was a limited-time distribution, but he still wanted one that originated from the Generation VII games to use in Generation IX.

He had tried with a few data modifiers before, but none of his attempts passed the legality checks set by the app, meaning they were unable to be sent from the game to the storage service. He did, eventually, find a program that guaranteed that it’d send any modified Pokémon to the Bank and Home services without any problems. He had never heard of the program before, something called ‘Raven Modifier’, but with how little time he had left before the chance to send any new data over was impossible, he had to give it a try and hope for the best.

“I just have to make a couple more tweaks, put in the right moveset…” He wanted to give the created mon a good selection of moves, though he was unsure on if all of the moves he was giving it were ones that would carry over to Scarlet. If not, he was sure he’d be able to provide it with good enough substitute moves. Still, he had to make sure that he got it done quickly, as once the servers shut down, he wouldn’t be able make use of the 3DS’s online features anymore. “And there! Now to send the data back to my game, and get it sent to Bank!”

It took a few minutes for the new data to be written to the cartridge, which he then popped into his 3DS to load up the game. Heading into his boxes, he saw the new Zeraora in one of his boxes, with all the stats and moves as he had set them.

“Perfect, now to send you over to Pokémon Bank, and then to Home!” He quit the game, loading up the Bank app. With that loaded up, he went into the boxes of Pokémon that resided on his Ultra Sun cart, and selected the ones that he wanted to move from US to Bank, starting with his team and the majority of all his favourite Pokémon. Thankfully, those ones didn’t take too long to move at all, and he still had time before the servers died to attempt to send over the modified Zeraora.

“So far so good, that just leaves you…” He looked at the Mythical’s sprite on the screen, selecting it as the last one to transfer over - he had sent over the other, genuine captures over first as he didn’t want to risk anything bugging out if the app detected that the Zeraora was indeed fraudulent, and he was really cutting it close at this point.

“And with this, let’s hope that I can send you over!” He initiated the transfer, keeping his fingers crossed as he watched the program try to send it over from the game cartridge to the online storage. It took a few moments, a loading animation playing as he waited.

“Come on, come on…” He mumbled impatiently. The clock struck midnight on his end, and he was still waiting for the Zeraora to transfer over when he suddenly got a shock from his 3DS, dropping it on his desk as he nearly fell out of his chair. “Ow, damnit!” He shook his hand about. “Where on earth did that even come from?” He wondered, wincing in pain before he turned his attention back to the top screen of his 3DS, which was displaying a message.

“ERROR: Transfer Successful.”

“How’s that an error?” He looked at it quizzically - he’d seen plenty of different error screens at this point, but never one that claimed the transfer was still successful. Clicking away from the error message, he saw that the Zeraora was still showing up as being in the storage in his game rather than the Bank, yet at the same time, it was showing as having been sent over to the game.

“OK, something must have bugged out when I tried to send it over… I wonder if I can fix it? I don’t want to risk sending it over to Home just yet!” Matsuo turned his attention back to the computer, going steadily over the data editing program to ensure that he hadn’t inputted any wrong information. As his hands moved the mouse and tapped against the keyboard, he initially didn’t notice the bright yellow fur that was growing in across his hands and arms up to his elbows.

“Nothing seems out of place, all the details and stats were entered correctly.” He examined what was on the screen, light, greyish-black fur sprouting across his upper arms, as well as the majority of his torso. The sleeves of his shirt strained against his shoulders, his biceps muscles becoming larger and broader.

“I mean I could send it over again, but if it’s showing all the correct information, it’s not going to do much to change it, isn’t it?” He looked at his 3DS, the Home software still running. He went to pick it up, and was taken aback by the sight of the vibrant fur across his hands. “Woah, what?” His fingers stretched, the nails on his fingertips cracking open, sharp claws replacing them whilst the palms of his hands turned electric blue, puffing out into pads, similar ones showing up just below his elbows. He turned his hand away from him, noticing dark, zig-zag markings across the yellow hairs on his arms.

“These are…” Matsuo looked at his arms, running his hand through the fur. His shirt felt snug against his body, his abs and pectorals steadily growing larger and thicker, the muscles defining themselves. “...Zeraora paws?” he finished the statement, seeing his muscles pushing against the front of his shirt, leaving a faint outline.

“And I’m getting muscular as well?” He moved his hand to his chest, running his paw along his front. The yellow fur sprouted across the top half of his body and across his shoulders, the thick patches of floof only serving to strain his shirt further. “Is this because I gave it maxed-out stats?” He mused, tugging at his shirt to try to loosen it, realising a moment later that his stomach was now slightly exposed - on top of steadily growing muscular, he appeared to be growing taller as well, his spine stretching longer.

“This is insane…” He got up from his chair, immediately noticing the increase in height as his line of sight was now almost level with the shelf he had above his desktop. He could feel an odd pressure in the middle of his shoulder blades, his shirt straining further as a result. He didn’t know why, but the thought of his body changing more, his muscles growing, and his clothing getting tighter… it was all oddly exciting to him, not to mention arousing, his shorts feeling snug thanks to the sudden erection he was sporting.

“Ghhh…” His shirt was getting uncomfortably tight at this point, the sleeves and sides of his shirt beginning to split apart at the seams, unable to contain his bulk as his growth continued. A patch of blue fur could be seen peeking through the tears, covering parts of his pectoral muscles. The yellow fur spread across his legs like wildfire, only serving to put further pressure on his shorts, the front of them stretching tight around his stiff rod, the tent appearing much more pronounced than a few moments ago, almost as if his member was growing within its confines. “This… rrrorrraaa… shouldn’t feel this good…” He moaned, more tearing sounds assaulting his ears as his shirt finally gave way, revealing his muscled chest.

“Hrghh… damn, I’m frigging RIPPED…” Matsuo looked on at his muscular torso, pulling away the scraps of torn clothing, his cock throbbing harder within its confines. His body was still growing taller, his head nearly reaching the light fixture hanging from the ceiling as he moved towards his closet, taking a look at himself in the mirror. His shorts couldn’t hold on any more, splitting apart at the sides, his dick springing free in the process, causing him to let loose a purring moan. Almost immediately he noticed that his shaft was now roughly the size and girth of a beer can, his hand moving in to wrap around it. He quickly discovered that whilst he could still grasp it, his hand didn’t fully wrap around it, and the space between his thumb and fingers only seemed to become wider with each passing second.

“Fuuuuuuck!” His spear was throbbing wildly, the foreskin pulling back towards the base of the penis, wrapping around it as it reformed into a sheath, his balls swelling to the size of grapefruits, dangling between his furry thighs. He reached towards it, watching it twitch and pulse as it reshaped before his eyes, growing slightly pointed at the tip, a series of barbed spikes forming around the head. It continued to grow bigger and thicker until it was roughly the size of one of his thighs, pre dribbling down it like a leaky tap.

“Holy…” He could barely believe the sight of his massive cannon, his hands only able to wrap slightly around the side of it. The yellow fur stopped short of his feet, which started to elongate, heels popping as they stretched upwards, pressure shifting to the balls of his feet whilst black fur covered them. Matsuo could feel his socks straining as his feet shifted, his heels exposed where they had outgrown them. His toes merged together into three digits, short, sharp claws sprouting from his now feline paws, soft pads puffing out from the soles of his feet. His socks continued to strain to keep his transforming paws concealed, but the broader digits and sharp claws proved a little too much for the cotton to endure, his toes bursting through the front of them whilst the remnants clung to his larger feet for as long as they could, shredding apart in various places.

“Zerrraaa… this is… this is amazing…” He huffed, slowly stroking up and down the sides of his dick with both hands, still looking over himself in the mirror as he tended to himself. A long, tail-like limb stretched out from between his shoulders, flowing freely behind him as fur consumed it, appearing in a jagged, lightning bolt-like fashion near its tip.

Matsuo continued to stroke himself, his head bumping against the ceiling as he had his final growth spurt, ears growing to points as they moved towards the top of his head, his hair mixing in with the yellow fur that covered most of his face, barring a broad patch of black around his nose, mouth and cheeks. He gritted his teeth as his jaws pushed outwards, nose becoming one with the upper jaw, flesh turning pure white, face reconfiguring into a feline muzzle, teeth sharpening within his new maw.

“Grghh… I… I dunno… how much longer I can hold back…” His stroking was becoming more frantic, the barbs flaring up as his spear slowly spasmed. A pair of electric-blue whiskers sprouted from the sides of his new muzzle, a single tuft of similarly-coloured fur growing in between his parting eyes. They became wider, the same blue coloration flooding his irises, pupils pulling into thin, cat-like slits.

“Z…Zeer….I… I’m gonna…” He growled and gasped, his dick pulsating uncontrollably as he was finally brought over the edge, balls audibly churning as he came with the force of an erupting volcano, thick, sticky ropes of cum shooting outwards, splattering against the wardrobe, some of it managing to hit the ceiling.

“ZZZZZZZZZZZZZEEEEEERRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!” Matsuo roared at the top of his lungs, riding the wave of his orgasm as his knees buckled from the sensations rocking his body, causing him to fall backwards onto his bed. As he landed upon it, the bed gave a loud, audible creak as it attempted to support his increased weight and massive frame, but the sudden weight dropping down on it was too much for the simple wooden frame to handle, breaking in half right down the middle, causing him to fall a little further onto the floor, supported by the mattress. It felt like his orgasm was never going to stop, but it finally did a short while later, a few final spurts firing off at his feet.

“Hhah… haahh… holy shit…” He moaned, tongue lolling from the side of his maw, eyes rolled up into his head as he bathed in the afterglow, a content purr leaving his mouth. “That… was something else…!”

Once the fog of lust had finally cleared from his mind, he pushed himself back up into a sitting position, taking a proper look over himself. From what he could see through the cum-stained mirror, he was now a massive beast of a Zeraora, sporting an impressive set of muscles.

“Heh, this is great, and all this came from Bank glitching out…” He sighed contentedly before he suddenly remembered. “Oh crap, I forgot!” He gleaned his hands off on his sides, grabbing his 3DS somewhat awkwardly considering the size of his paws, and loaded back into Bank again as he had been logged out due to idleness. He signed back in without any issues. “Huh, I thought the 3DS servers were meant to be shutting down… wait…” The penny dropped as he remembered something - whilst services for online play and features had now been disabled, they did say that Pokémon Bank functionality would remain for the foreseeable future, allowing him to send anything from his 3DS Pokémon games, either physical or downloaded, to Bank at any time, ready to be sent to Home.

“For the love of…” Matsuo couldn’t help but laugh a little bit - had he had remembered the Bank services were still going to be active, he probably wouldn’t be a towering feline monster at this point in time. “Matsuo, you’ve REALLY got to take a moment to think these things through sometimes!”

He placed the 3DS back down by his computer, once again looking at himself in the mirror. Still, for everything that had happened, he didn’t regret it in the slightest. Sure, he’d have to try to make a few changes to his house so he could easily get in and out of rooms, and it’d probably take a great deal of effort to find some clothes that might help preserve his modesty when he was out and about, but he was sure that he’d be able to find someone who’d be able to help him out with all that.

“Come to think of it…” He glanced back at the computer, the save file modifier still running. He was curious to see if he could attempt to send another Zeraora to his game and see if that one would send itself to Bank without any issues - it was unlikely that it’d be able to do anything else to him, considering he’d already transformed into one. Then again, maybe there was a friend he could call over who might be interested in sending a modded Zeraora to their own game, or even any other Pokémon they could think of from within the first seven generations - granted, he’d more than likely need to set everything up outside if he was to do so to not run the risk of bringing the entire house down around them, but it was something that could be fun.

“Heh… Good thing I know a few people who might want to try this out~” Matsuo grinned, grabbing his phone from beside his bed, once again fumbling with it in his great paws, and looked through his contacts. “All I’ve got to do is decide who to call first!”