FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

You are Femanon, working the night shift at the bot clinic. And you love your job. You are somewhat acquainted with Anon, the guy who works the day shift, but you don't know too much about him other than that he seems like a pretty nice guy and the bots like him. Sometimes, out of curiosity, you read the reviews online left by bots after their experiences with him - lots of praise for his caring demeanor, his non-judgmental attitude, and his quickness to find and fix the problem.

In that regard, you and Anon are remarkably different. Extremely so, even. You started that way, helping the little kinky bots not be too embarrassed by their weird fetish programs causing crashing or displaying porn on their visor displays on the whole walk over, but after the first two weeks, you learned that gentle reassurance is a lot less effective (and a lot less fun) than kinkshaming the shit out of the little beepers.

It's not really in your job description. In fact, many of the bots really don't like it at all. But nothing gets a bot more willing to fork over their cash for an actual trusted fetish program (and thus, a safe one) more than your laughter when they come in, dicks poorly hidden under some thrown-on clothing, flailing wildly and practically spraying pre or lube or whatever the fuck all over the place. Sure, they blush and quietly plead with you to just fix the problem, and usually you don't keep them hanging too long. But sometimes you do, because if there's one weakness you have, it's embarrassed, humiliated bots.

Tonight was no different. You'd just finished giggling hysterically while you patch some catgirl's firmware so her mouth will unlock from a perfect dick-sucking "O" shape, gave her a pat on the head, and were sitting behind your desk when a little male bot came trotting in looking highly distressed. His visor was flashing "GOOD" and "PUP" in sequence, over and over again, and so, naturally, you turned to head into the back room, making him whimper (like a dog, hehe) and frantically ring the bell on the desk. "Just a moment." You said, with a smile, and went into the back room to watch him on the security feed for a few minutes.

He squirmed, he writhed, he whimpered and paced around, he even rang the bell again, though you could tell he only did it because he really couldn't stand waiting a second longer. Finally, you returned to the desk, and smiled down at the little guy. "Yes?" You asked, grinning down at his whimpering little face. "Woof! Wrrruff!" He replied, and you broke instantly into laughter, which made his little robot ears droop and his lip tremble. He turned to leave and you composed yourself. "No no, it's fine, I can help you out. C'mere." You called, and he hesitantly returned. "Come!" You said, trying to make a dog joke, and causing his knees to tremble as he nearly obeyed in a way you didn't intend. You'd have to try that one again... in a little bit.

Casually, you plugged your debugging tools into his system and began looking around in no hurry. He seemed to have installed some kind of pet play fetish program, which you thought was pretty funny. A robot pretending to be a dog. "So, what are your symptoms?" You asked. "Wrruf! Woof! Awrruuf!" He replied, and you snorted, but managed to suppress your giggle. "I see. Let me take a look." You skimmed through his voice synthesizer systems and found the program running there. And oooooh boy, it had some other options. Dog was the first one, and it was active, but there was a cat one, horse... You tried not to grin too wide as you picked one down the list. "Okay, try now, cutie." You said. "Moooooooo!" The bot replied, before stomping his little foot on the floor. "Oops." You replied, giggling.

You switched the voice synthesizer back to "normal" and looked down at his angry little face. At least, you're pretty sure he was angry at you. His visor was still flashing the words "GOOD" and "PUP" over and over again. "Try now." You said with a cheeky smile, and he crossed his arms. "C'mooon. I was just having some fun. You should be able to talk now." You assured him, and hesitantly, he said "...test."

"See?" You said. "C'mon then, your symptoms~?"

The bot took a little breath in to try and calm himself down. "F-Feeling... s-suggestible... S-submissive even, and, uhm... v-very aroused..." He mumbled, your smile getting wider and wider as she grew more and more self-conscious.

"Having uhm. A word, repeat in my mind." He said, looking down at the floor and looking extremely embarrassed.

"Which word?" You asked, clicking through his systems, trying to find any central control for the program, mostly to see if you could click him completely over to the "cow" setting. You looked up again after noticing he hadn't replied. "Which word?" You asked him again.

"D-Does it matter?" He asked in reply, clearly uncomfortable, which of course, only egged you on.

"It does, very much. Which word?" You asked, getting him to sigh and try to work up the nerve.

"...Slutpuppy." He replied, and again, you broke into a giggling fit again. He just stood there, looking at the floor, as you tried to stem the tide of hysteric giggling that seemed unending. Finally, you centered yourself, and smiled at him.

"Could you spell it, please?"

He buried his face in his little hands, and let out a long, robotic-synthesized sigh, and then, without looking back up at you... "S-L-U-T... No space... P-U-P-P-Y." He said.

"I see. Yep, I see that now. Thank you." You replied, finding that part of the program and switching it off without an issue.

"Thank you." He replied, hanging his head lower, which was just sad enough that you gave him a reassuring pat.

"Okay, well, I think I found the central part of the program now." You said, turning your screen to show him. "You downloaded... 'Petplay 4.4.1'?" You asked, though of course, you already knew. "Ooh. Looks like a cracked version, actually." You said, making him press his face even further into his hands. "Don't worry. I won't tell." You said, quickly flicking all his settings back to their normal state and getting a shuddering sigh of relief from the little bot. "Just so you know, cracked versions of fetishware usually have little pranks like this in them so you'll buy the full version." You told him, as he finally looked back up at you. "Next time, just buy the full release. You want me to uninstall this for you?" You asked, and he sheepishly nodded. Just out of curiosity, you checked if 'sheep' was a preset option. It was. Nice.

One uninstall later, after resisting the urge to swap him to 'sheep' mode for a while, you unplugged and gave him a pat. "Okay, you're all set." You said, his visor now displaying his eyes as it was supposed to. "You need anything else?" You asked, which was your secret weapon for getting bots the fuck out of here in a hurry. As expected, he shook his head, and you gave him a pat. "Come back if you have any more problems." You said, and he began part two of the walk of shame, walking home. You turned your screen around and casually looked up the Petplay program series, which were, of course, profoundly expensive. Hmm. No wonder he pirated it.