FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

"So this thing, plugs into that thing, and it just works?" The doe tentatively asks. Balrax stifles his sigh of exasperation, instead nodding his head in affirmation, "Yes. Just plug in both, and it 'just works.'"

She's pleased with how simple it all seems, earnestly thanking the dragon before climbing down the step stool in front of his desk, and heading towards the registers to purchase her new gadgets. The store was built for accessibility by most sizes of furs, so that meant tall ceilings and stepladders. Balrax had almost no patience for that part of his job, but he reasons that it could always be something worse. He wheels back towards his work station where an array of parts, pieces, and fragments wait for him. Now this part of his job, he loved. Building, inventing, just being creative. He picks through the pile, finding a part he wants, and then dives right back in. Soon enough he's tinkering and soldering the parts together, lost in hi-

"A-HEM!"

And his happy place dissipates. Balrax furrows his brow, taking a deep breath before turning with a forced smile on his snout. Kyle, standing on the other side of the counter, giving him his most speak-to-your-manager scowl, almost chokes when he spots the dragon's forced expression that made him look ready to kill.

"I'm so sorry! Don't be mad!" Kyle pleaded. He scrambles for the package he had at his feet, placing it on the counter. "I brought you lunch!"

Balrax relaxes with a chuckle, how could anyone stay angry at the silly wolf? Plus, he brought food, the scent of which makes him follow his nose out of his chair. Walking over to the counter that only comes up to his waist, compared to Kyle who has to climb a step ladder. Balrax places his palms on the surface, towering over the wolf, "And just what could a little one bring that could possibly sate me, hmm?"

The dragon leering over him makes Kyle blush, and even though the dragon is fully clothed in the store's uniform, it is form-fitting and still managed to make him look good. Sexy, even. The white sleeves hug bulging muscles, and contrast with his dark scales nicely. His abs are hardly concealed by the green button up vest, and anyone with eyes can spot the bulge in his cheap slacks. Balrax let Kyle stare at him for a moment more before his stomach reminds him of the lunch he was brought. He reiterates more simply, "Hey, what's in the box?"

Kyle's hypnotization broken, he stammers, "Uh, yesh, it's tacos!" He takes off the lid, revealing twelve fresh tacos. "You're on lunch soon right?"

"Hmm," the dragon glances at his watch, "not for another hour. You're too early."

"Oh, well uh-" Kyle's ears folded back in worry.

"That just means I'll have to enjoy them out here," Balrax scoops up the box of tacos and takes them to his workstation, placing them on a clear spot. He looks back at Kyle, still standing behind the counter, and jerks his head in his direction, in a get-over-here signal. It's a slow day, and the few other coworkers here won't mind if he has a guest.

Kyle hops into action, opting to go around the counter instead of over it. "They're from the new truck that's been driving around, I've been dying to try them!"

"Something new is always exciting," Balrax sets down a few napkins for any stray crumbs or toppings. He offers his hand down as the wolf approaches, "Let me help ya up little guy." Balrax leans down a little, wrapping his palm between the wolf's legs, his fingers just brushing the underside of the wolf's tail. Kyle squirms in the grip at the tickling sensation sensation.

"Oh, eager today?" As he massages the wolf's rump with his middle claw right between his buttcheeks.

He buries his face in the scaly forearm gasping at the rough treatment, "You're just teasing me!"

"That doesn't exactly sound like a 'no'," the dragon easily lifts him up, placing him gently down next to a taco, and directly in front of his bulge. "In fact it sounds a lot like a 'yes'." The musk coming through from the slacks was intoxicating, causing the wolf's own tent in his shorts. He reaches out with one hand, almost whining when it drifts away as the dragon sat down.

"Definitely an eager wolfie, but first we eat," Balrax grins and watches Kyle messily handle a taco for a bit, before tossing one into his own mouth. They weren't exactly made for someone his size, but they were still very tasty, and he hums satisfactorily. While he's chewing, he picks up some tools and begins tinkering again.

"Wha ae yo wo-ri o?" Comes a muffled question. The dragon glances over, the wolf's maw stuffed with taco, some of it dripping down on the napkin. He gives a big gulp, enabling him to speak clearly. "Sorry. What are you working on?"

"Nothing really. Just putting stuff together. Kinda like a puzzle that you do yourself."

"Cool! Can I watch?" He takes another bite.

"Only after you've finished. Don't want your crumbs all over my shit."

Hastily, Kyle chowes down the rest of his beef, lettuce, and cheese concoction. He crawls closer to where the muscly dragon is working, peaking around his arms, unable to really see what was going on.

"Oh, I've got the perfect spot for ya," Balrax says when he sees the wolf try to look around his arm, picking him up and maneuvering him right onto his lap. The wolf's paws dangle off the end of the dragons thighs, his own legs placed right around that ever-present bulge. Within this proximity, the dragon's heady scent returns as well, filling his nostrils. Kyle can't stop his paws rubbing over the fabric that contained the beast within, forgetting entirely about Balrax's work.

With the new attention on his crotch, Balrax checks around him quickly. The store is practically empty, and no one really comes this way anyways. Safety assured for now, "Any mess you make, you're cleaning up, you naughty pup." He returns to his work, hunching over a little, his upper body obscuring the wolf completely. His work station faced a corner, so no one could notice he had a special guest even if they stood right behind him.

As he busies himself with his work, soft paws continue to rub over his bulge. They find their way to his zipper, pushing it slowly down and undoing the button to reveal the colorful briefs he wore underneath. The excited wolf hastily pushes the briefs down, revealing the beginning of the thick shaft. He wraps one paw underneath it, warmth seeping into his hand. Lifting as hard as he can while pushing down on the briefs with the other, the comparatively massive manhood snaps free of its bondage, smacking his face.

Fully hardening, the immense manhood reaches almost all the way to his chest, and as the sweet salty smell multiplies, he hardly has the mental wherewithal to hold himself back; squeezing around the base with his legs, rubbing up and down with his paws, and licking around the top earns him an approving low growl. Deciding to take things a step further, Kyle takes a quick glance around, checking the coast. All clear, he lifts himself up a little, allowing him to pull his shorts down. He gently stands, leaning his back against the warm solid dragon chest, and angles the thick cock towards his eager tailhole.

Balrax closes his eyes as he feels the wet warmth envelop the tip of his length, baring his teeth as he resists the urge to push Kyle down and take the entirety of his length. He grips the edge of the desk tightly as pleasure shoots down his length and into his core.

The wolf's anus resisted at first, but as Kyle gently increased pressure, it parts his anus, stretching him wide. Slowly, and stopping every now and then, Kyle focuses on relaxing his anal muscles, easing the dragon's manhood into him inch by inch. The pressure is only slightly painful, hidden behind the onslaught of pleasure.

Once he gets over halfway down, he no longer feels discomfort from the stretch, and he quickly sits all the way down on the dragon's lap, feeling the dragon's massive cock reach deep into him, bulging his stomach out through his shirt. The tent in his shorts sport a wet spot, leaking pre.

Balrax pants heavily at the unexpected pace, loving the velvet warmth of the wolfs insides rubbing against his hard cock. He's about to tease Kyle for going so fast, when he hears another voice, "Hey, what's so funny?" He jerks his head around, eyes wide and careful not to move his upper body too much to reveal the lewd scene. His hippo coworker leaning against the other side of the counter is giving him a quizzical look. When he doesn't answer right away, she repeats herself, "What are you laughing at?"

His panting must've been mistaken for laughter, he quickly surmises, "Oh, just a uh, just a funny thought I had." Kyle clenches around his length, forcing him to clench his jaw.

"Right. Well anyway, you can take your lunch whenever, slow day an' all," and with that, she walks away.

Looking down at Kyle, "Careful down there, or you're gonna get me fired!" he says quietly.

"The beginning is always slow," Kyle took on a pouty face.

"Then let's hurry it up," Balrax checks around him again for any other interruptions, and seeing none, places his claws around Kyle's middle. "The longer we're like this the more likely someone will see."

Stifling a moan, he lifts the canine up, cold air surrounding his shaft as it leaves the warmth of Kyle's depths. Pushing him back down, he sets a slow rhythm. Kyle can only clench and wiggle, trying his mightiest to stay silent as he is trapped in the dragon's claws. The cock spears through his insides, Balrax feeling the bulge in the wolf's belly appearing and departing again and again.

"Mmmf, gonna fill you up little puppy," he groans as Kyle clenches around his length at his words. The extra tightness makes him go faster, hunched over his lap with his mouth open as he pants at the exertion as Balrax climbs his pleasure to the very peak, when it claims his whole body, he grunts, "Yeah, ah fuck!"

He thrusts the wolf down into his lap, pushing his length as deep as possible. He thrusts his maw down, kissing the wolf and forcing his tongue deep. Kyle feels the dragon's breath washing over him as the dragon's tongue forces its way into his mouth and down his throat, its thick length bulging it out. Balrax's cock jumps inside him, so deep that it begins filling his stomach with seed, groaning as his shirt is pushed out.

Balrax growls around the wolf's head as he rides out his orgasm. If Kyle opened his eyes, he'd be able to see right into the back of the black dragon's maw, the glistening flesh still had some bits of taco clinging to it.

With the last throb inside the wolf, the dragon's belly audibly grumbles. One taco wasn't going to cut it, no, and neither was that whole box of taco's. He had a cream-filled meal right in his lap, he just needs to bend over a little further and take it. Still in his afterglow, he yawns wide, engulfing the wolf's head and chest in his maw, tongue slipping out of the wolf's mouth, letting him breathe. Balrax hums at the taste of wolf as he slips his tongue between his clothing, rubbing over his chest and swollen belly.

Still gripped by both the dragon's claws, Kyle has no choice but to go along with the ride; he's dragon food now. His upper body is increasingly drenched in saliva as dragon teeth descend over his form. He slides along the wriggly tongue, taste buds rubbing against his fur. He reaches the wide base at the end of the dragon's maw, right below the throat opening. He gazes into the abyss, dim light illuminating the wet flesh where it curves out of view, "Oh, fuck."

He feels Balrax curl his claws under his legs, then push him upwards into the throat with an accompanying growl. The hungry dragon's softening cock flops out of his rear, leaving him feeling slightly empty, but he is unable to dwell on it as the throat comes alive around him, squeezing around his frame and pulling on him hard.

With the wolf lodged in his throat, only his legs protruding between his lips, Balrax breathes through his nose and uses some napkins to clean his junk of the sexual fluids that remained, not wanting to ruin his clothing. He tucks his softened cock back into his briefs, zips and buttons up his pants, now ready to focus on the canine lightly struggling in his maw.

With another swallow, the legs are pulled inside his cavernous maw, and he leans back with his head up to let gravity pull the wolf deeper inside him. Jaws wide open, he licks around the last of the wolf, tasting his own seed as it leaks out the wolf's hole. Without actively swallowing, Kyle slides agonizingly slowly down his throat, unable to prevent his progress into the dragon's stomach. The feeling of his stretched out gullet as Kyle inevitably passes through it makes Balrax purr.

Soon Kyle's twitching feet pass over the tongue and enter the throat, and descend entirely from view. Balrax closes his maw and sits up straighter, closing his eyes and focusing on the canine's progress into his belly, "C'mon, settle into your room."

Kyle slides entirely into his chest, the rhythmic thumping filling his ears, then his head breaches the tight ring of flesh where he is pushed through, entering the cave-like sac. As the rest of his body fills it out, the stomach walls lightly squeeze him into a ball shape, allowing him limited movement to finally give some attention to his aching cock. Kyle feels pressure somewhat regularly from one side, and moans fill his ears as Balrax rubs around his now musclegut bulge, straining his buttons on his vest and shirt. As he unbuttons them, he eyes the leftover tacos "Heh, don't wanna leave you all alone in there."

Grabbing the entire box, he empties its contents into his mouth, hardly chewing as he swallows it all down. His stomach shows bulges with the squirms of its occupant, the thick wall muffling its complaints as well when food sloshes down on top of him.

"Do they make you take your lunch out here?" The sound of a concerned voice reaches the dragon's ears. He turns around, crumbs littering his face and chest, eyes wide in embarrassment at being caught a glutton.

Kyle tries to clean himself of the chime that's piled up on him, though it's not much use. He hears the muffled voice the dragon say, "Well, no, I was just really hungry and couldn't wait. Sorry you had to see that." Suddenly he feels gravity shift as the dragon gets up and cleans himself, then sway from side to side as he walks to the service desk. He barely hears the dragon ask, "How can I help you?" as the stomach gives a loud *glorp* around him, causing the dragon to abruptly burp after a slight delay. "Excuse me, hah, must've eaten too fast."

Balrax goes about the rest of his day with Kyle stewing in his gut, occasionally squirming here and there, making the big dragon stop and moan at the pleasurable feeling. Once, as a form of payback, the dragon roughly pushes at the bulge in his middle, squeezing the little wolf tightly when suddenly, with a sloshing sound, the bulge shifts a little lower. Balrax groans at the intense feeling of the wolf filling out his intestines, much like Kyle felt when they had sex earlier. "Ooh, fuck wolfie, you're not comin' out for a long time now." The dragon caressed the bulge, his guts rumbling happily around its meal as it pushes him slowly through his system.

Kyle hadn't managed to get off in the dragon's stomach, and now he was completely immobile inside the tight confines of the intestines. He whines as warm flesh rubs over his parts, never pushing him over the edge, but enough to keep him hard; teasing him constantly as he rolls through the tract, up, down, all sense of direction soon lost.

Balrax's mood is significantly lifted, unable to be brought down even by the most annoying of customers. Soon enough, the store closes down, and with the bulge in his middle now approaching his crotch, he knows that the wolf will be arriving within the hour. The ride home consists of one hand on the wheel, other on his belly, and the air filled with his dirty talk, such as "Damn you're such a good belly stuffer," and, "I'm gonna pound that ass again when I let you out."

THE END?

NOPE!

Balrax hurried into the small house where he and his roommates lived. Bursting through the door, he spots Gabe, lounging on the couch, watching tv. "Gabe, get over here quick!"

The large muscular tiger practically draped over the couch, raises his head up at the alarmed dragon, ears swivelling towards him, "Whoa, what is it? What's wrong?"

"Gods I just need you to fuck me, right now!" The big dragon could hardly take his clothes off fast enough, stripping down to nothing and baring his ass at the tiger, who was shifting from alertness to arousal.

"Damn okay," Gabe paused momentarily to make sure nothing was actually wrong, before getting up and simply pulling down his gym shorts, revealing his growing erection and plump balls. As he strode over, he didn't notice the slight protrusion from Balrax's belly, as he lightly stroked himself to full mast. "I gotchu."

Balrax leaned his chest against a wall, arching his back beautifully, tail lifted up and out of the way to show off his readied pucker. "C'mon, I need it, bad!"

"I won't keep you waiting big guy," Gabe used one hand to stroke over the dragon's scaled flank. With his other hand, he guided his shaft to Balrax's asshole, rubbing it with his tip, smearing pre over the entrance before gently applying pressure. Surprisingly, there was not a lot of resistance as more and more of his length slipped into the dragon, not stopping until his furry balls rested right against the dragon's slightly larger ones.

Both men drew heavy breaths as their mating passed the first stage. The tiger pulled back, then grasped Balrax's hips to pull himself roughly and quickly back in, earning a moan from the big dragon. Gabriel paused, then repeated the action, speeding up little by little until there were no breaks, and the constant slapping sound of crotch against ass filled the room.

Deep within the draconic bowels, the tiger's cock thrust in and out, teasing out little moans from the dragon. A little further in, however, a wolf's eyes were wide in disbelief. "He got Gabe to fuck him? Seriously?" Kyle thought to himself. The tight walls of the intestines left him little to no room to move, he had no choice but to see what happened as he slid slowly towards the intruding member.

As Gabriel's cock came closer and closer, he supposed he might try shouting for help. Right as he opened his mouth to cry out, the tiger thrust in particularly deep, and the cock went right into his open maw, silencing him, and earning a muffled, "Oh, fuck yeah," from outside, "Is this what a 'second hole' feels like?" When it left, he didn't have any time except to catch his breath before it was shoved into him again, filling his mouth with a salty flavor.

Slowly, but surely, the wolf slipped ever further down the tunnel, allowing more of the tiger into him to the point it never left his maw. Then it began penetrating his throat, bulging it out with its thickness. The increased tightness of the wolf massaging his length made Gabriel piston faster and with more intensity, igniting a pleasurable sensation deep in his balls.

Feeling the wolf deep inside him be jostled around with the tiger's thrusting, Balrax could hardly hold back his moans of pleasure. He clenched around both Gabriel and Kyle, relishing the feeling of both of them rubbing against his prostate. Gabe didn't let up his rhythm, and soon it pushed the dragon into a hands-free orgasm. He gasped and shoved back against the tiger, pushing them both over. They landed with Balrax in Gabriel's lap, the tiger's cock deep inside him, and subsequently, deep inside Kyle.

Balrax's untouched cock spasmed in the throes of orgasm, painting his own chest with white. The surprise fall, combined with the clenching around his cock brought Gabe to his own climax, he hugged the big dragon from behind, his balls visibly bunching up and pushing fresh seed through his cock. It pumped several times into Kyle's throat, where it was rapidly gulped into his stomach before eventually tapering off.

"Damn, I think you got me pregnant this time," Balrax joked, turning his head around to smirk at the tiger he sat on.

"If not, we can always try again," replied the now exhausted tiger, who slumped onto the floor, the cool tile feeling nice against his back.

"Well, let's check!" Balrax lifted himself off the sensitive tiger cock, making Gabe gasp a little. Getting on all fours, he relaxed his anal muscles, revealing the beginning of a wolf snout that gasped at fresh air.

"No shit? You get pregnant now?" The tiger shuffled himself around so that he could get a good look at the "live-birth". As Kyle's face was revealed, his eyes blinking at the light, his first sight was the grinning maw of a tiger. "Oh welcome little buddy!" He cups his paws under the wolf's head, supporting him.

"Hey Gabe... long time no see..." the exhausted canine can hardly move, his entire body tenderized by the dragon's insides. Once Balrax's anus stretches enough that his shoulders pop out, the rest of him slides out fairly quickly into Gabriel's arms, fur matted with internal slime.

Balrax turns, his bowels now free, sitting with his legs around the tiger, petting Kyle's fur and offering comfort in the form of: "Damn you felt good." He nods at Gabe, "You gotta try it dude! It's like a constant massage for hours!"

Kyle drifts off to sleep to the sound of his roommates talking of how best to use him. His dreams were filled with soft cotton clouds and rainbow colored waterfalls. When he wakes up in his own bed, he gently lifts up and yawns with a stretch, feeling completely rejuvenated. Maybe going all the way through wasn't so bad after all.