FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

In the middle of the night, a lone car made its way through an industrial estate in search of a warehouse.

Iam kept looking outside the windows of his cheap compact, his mobile phone on the dash providing no help as he turned through the estate'sstreets.

The Tibetan sand fox twisted his short muzzle left and right, his golden eyes reading the dimly lit numbers on each warehouse.

The fox kept his stoic expression even despite becoming frustrated. He already spent half-an-hour in the estate looking for the place. Despite this when he turned to grope himself the erection in his pants still hasn't died down. His horny brain pushing him to finally fulfill a fantasy he long had.

As the car chugged along, the fox started to smile. He saw that the numbers were becoming closer to the one he was finding.

38 on the left, 37 on the right. Then 36 and 35 opposite each other. 34 and 33.

The carpulled to a stop in front of warehouse 32.

Iam switched off his car and grabbed his phone, greeting the cool night air outside. The fox closed the map app on his phone, switching to the only other open app, BindR. The familiar red themed messaging screen greeted him with the last conversation he had.

The fox walked towards the smaller swing door that was near a larger garage door, coming face to face with a keypad. Iam scrolled through his messages to find the code, 35673,and punched it in, hoping it was the right one. There was a small beep and the sound of the door unlocking. Both of which brought a sigh of relief. Iam gave a heavy sigh and turned the doorknob, walking inside.

Inside the warehouse, Iam found himself in a large barely lit room, surrounded by indistinguishable objects. The naturally curious fox examined them closer and found that they were wrapped in plastic. Iam could make out antique furniture, sculptures, and statues, all of which appeared to be prepared for shipping.

"That makes sense." the fox thought to himself as he felt the objects under the layers of wrap.

Iam tried to look around for any indication of the machine he was looking for. The BindR message stated that there was one just ready for him. Climbing onto a pallet the fox looked across to the warehouse, spotting one particularoverhead light that was lit.

"That must be it!" the fox lit up with excitement. Iam practically jumped down from the pallet and walked with vigor to the direction of the bright light.

As the fox made way, he spotted something that would've made him worried, security cameras. Their blinking red lights and a soft whir seemed to follow Iam whenever he moved. The fox merely smiled and waved at one of them. If the messages were correct, the security cameras were motion activated and the resulting footage will be deleted courtesy of the message sender.

As Iam got closer to the light, he finally saw what he came for.

Shining under the sole bright light was the WrapTec Industries AWT-550X Automated 3D Rotating Arm Stretch-Wrapper.

To pretty much everyone else, the machine was an industrial stretch-wrapper, albeit one if not the most advanced commercially available. To Iam this was the epitome of his fetish. He had wrapped himself in everything from cling-film to latex sheets, by himself and by others as well. It was one of the hottest things for Iam. To be mummified, encased, and wrapped. The machine was the pinnacle for him

When he saw leaked security footage of a worker accidentally being wrapped for the entire night,unable to escape,he knew that one day he will get his hands on one. That day was tonight.

A chance encounter with a dom on BindR who had one of the machines available for him to use. Although Iam may be trespassing, for the fox, it was worth it.

"Hey, beautiful," Iam said with a smile like he was flirting with someone in a bar. He stared lustfully at the machine'splatform andvariety of industrial-looking implements and arms on the side. There was a console that Iam walked over to, hoping that a fateful message would be on the screen.

Wrapping Procedure Ready

As the BindR messages promised, the machine was there just waiting for him. All he had was undress, step on the platform, and let the machine do its work. Once Iam had his fun, he just needed to press the big red button behind the platform, on the wall of implements and the machine would cut him out. A safety feature that was implemented after the video leak.

The messages also stated that the machine was already configured just for him. Only wrapping up his body until the head. The fox carefully looked around the console. Right there was what appeared to be an outline of a fox, exactly his size, and instructions for the wrap only to go up to his head so he won't be suffocated.

Beaming with joy and craving with lust, Iam placed his phone on a surface near the console and immediately began undressing, leaving his tan lithe body bare. Dressed down to his white briefs, the fox thought to himself if he should go all way.

"Ah, fuck it." he thought, immediately pulling down and unveiling his erected fox cock to the world. There wasn't going to be anyone coming into the warehouse anytime soon, why be modest? Iam had a rare smile on his face as he gave his large, knotty flesh a few jerks, accidentally spilling some pre on the floor. The fox would usually freak out but in such a hormone-laden state, he couldn't care less as he stepped onto the platform.

The fox noticed that he was standing on a plastic film. He gave a quick look around, spotting the arms of the machine that the plastic was attached to. Even the soles of his feet were going to be under wrap.

Iam let out a long breath to calm himself. He kept his hands and feet to his side. His cock still sticking out, hard as ever. A whir surprised Iam as an arm started rotating up and down the fox and doing nothing else, leaving him confused.

"Scan completed"_ _chimed the machine

Iam sighed even as his cock throbbed with excitement.

"Only _a scan." _he thought as the machine started beeping.

Immediately the arms of the machine began moving again, pulling with them a thin film. Iam could feel his feet slowly being wrapped. The film first clung to his leg then tightened as the arm rotated. The arms continued to rotate upwards, tightly wrapping his fluffy tail and balls against his legs only to stop underneath his leaking cock. The fox cried in worry, wondering what was going on.

The wrap around his legs was tight enough that Iam couldn't move or stretch them. His balls were squished against his thighs, not enough to cause any pain. To him, the wrapping felt much tighter than he had previously experienced, making his cock throb even harder. The fox couldn't help himself give a slight moan, even if less than half his body was done. Then the machine beeped again, the arms moving out and bent right underneath his cock.

The arms closed in, beginning to wrap his penis starting from the base, right underneath the knot. The tightness right there and would have made the fox shoot but he held it in. He wanted to be completely covered first. The fox moaned as more and more of his meat was tightly wrapped by the machine until finally all was covered.

His penis was now encased in a makeshift sleeve with pre slowly pooling in the tip since there was nowhere for it to go. Even his usually stoic expression began to falter as he became hornier. His mouth twisted into a pleasurable smile with his tongue hanging out and eyes shut in ecstasy.

There was another beep that somewhat brought Iam back into reality. The arms surrounded his body at an angle and continued where they left off, wrapping the area around his hard, encased cock. Iam could feel his firm buttocks covered, and his fingers and hands become immobile underneath the wrap as well as the rest of his tail.

The arms continuedup his slim abdomen and back. The compression from the wrap made Iam lose breath. It becamemore difficult to breathe as the arms moved around his chest, wrapping tight plastic over it and compressing his chest. His own arms were now pushed against his body, leaving them no room to move. The arms moved closer and closer to each other as they began to surround his throat.

His eyes shot open as he felt plastic on his throat. It wasn't supposed to be this way. He could barely get any air in as more and more plastic was wrapped on. Iam could see the arms moving up very close to his face now. He shut his eyes in preparation.

But nothing came.

The machine beeped and chimed "Wrap complete."

Iam took a deep if not uncomfortable breath. He was not going to end up like that worker. The fox was glad for that as in the state he is in now, the wrapping has left him completely immobile. Iam lacked even the ability to wiggle or shift his limbs underneath. Even his head was stuck. Iam could only move his face and ears. It was as if someone poured solid plastic everywhere underneath his jaw. It was exactly what he had hoped for and his cock throbbed in agreement.

Iam was also thankful that despite feeling more compressed than he had ever been, he wasn't in any pain or discomfort. He could just about breath, enough to remain level-headed if he was still able to.

The overwhelming sensation of being bound up tightly drove Iam to lustful madness. No matter how hard he tried he simply wouldn't move. His cock aching for attention but without anything to rub against, the only sensation Iam felt was the tight wrap, which wasn't enough to bring him over the edge. If he could hump something then maybe he could push himself over the edge. Even the tiniest bit of wiggle if he laid down might be enough but the fox merely stood there, huffing and whining in frustration.

"Come on come on come on!" he shouted in his mind.

Things were not going as expected but the fox couldn't care. It was everything he wished for, and more. The tiniest bit of rationality that remained knew that the person who arranged this would be in the warehouse early to erase the footage. The fox sighed as he could do nothing else but wait. What were a few hours of standing completely still and bound, horny and unstimulated?

The sudden sound of footsteps ended that.

Iam gasped in surprise. No one else was supposed to be here. He hoped non one would turn to his direction and find a plastic-wrapped fox panting with need.

The footsteps however got louder

"Shit shit shit!" the fox thought as his horniness quickly faded away. Many things that turned the fox on but being found out in public was not one of them.

Iam frantically struggled more, hoping he could hit the emergency button but it was no used. He still wouldn't budge.

The footsteps got even louder

Thoughts began to race in Iam's mind. How was he going to explain this? He simply tripped in? Why was he trespassing and why was he horny and naked?

The fox was lost in his thoughts when he realized the source of the footsteps was standing right in front of him.

"Well hello, BindMetoHeaven. Fancy meeting you here."

"The fuck!?" the fox shouted in surprise at the shadowy figure in front of him "MasterDom32?"

"The one and only. Quite the predicament you got yourself in there." came the stern, authoritative tone.

"Can you get me out?" the fox asked, seemingly no longer caring about his fantasy.

"I thought you'd enjoy being in the position you're in. Afterall I did set up the machine just for this."

"What?" the fox said as he was getting angry.

"Mmm, how about I take things a bit further."

Iam heard a beep again and quickly came face to face with a sheet of plastic between its two arms. Before he could react, the machine immediately wrapped a layer onto his head.

Iam immediately struggled to breathe, the plastic shrinking on to his gasping face. The arms rotated again, now forcing his muzzle to keep the gasp as he continued to struggle for air. More and more layers of film wrapped the open-mouthed face forcing it to remain open.

If Iam could, he would have collapsed on the floor. Before he lost consciousness he suddenly could breathe again. His mouth was still stuck but he could feel some air going through his nostrils. The fox tried to make out what happened, the tight plastic around his head made it difficult. He could just about see the sharp glint of a knife.

Iam heard MasterDom32 talk but he couldn't understand a word. His ears squished underlayers of plastic made any hearing difficult.

Suddenly he was spinning. Or was he? The fox realized that the platform he was on moved, turning him around. He felt the faint touch of hands on his body. The hands moved around, feeling him as he did earlier with the other wrapped objects. He then felt a light touch on his dick.

Iam tried to moan but his gagged mouth wouldn't let any hair in. The only thing he could was breathe through his nose. The hands got more aggressive, touching, and stroking his wrapped dick. That horniness was coming back. Truthfully, Iam knew that this was his ultimate fantasy. To be wrapped out tightly with no chance of escape but the fox still hoped that MasterDom32 would release him, in more ways than one.

The hands were no longer just touching his dick. They began to jack him off. Despite this, Iam could barely feel anything. It felt like a mild tug or a light stroke. Iam tried to beg for MasterDom32 to go harder but instead, they just disappeared. The fox was left unsatisfied and still needy.

Iam groaned as he felt something cold and sharp enter his anus only to suddenly leave. Despite being a fox, Iam never did like anal but that small bit of stimulation made him beg for anything.

The fox suddenly felt something plastic touch his hole. It wasn't inserted. Instead it just lightly circled his anus, teasing him.

"Just put it in, please" he quietly begged. To his surprise it started vibrating, causing him to mentally moan and pool more pre at the wrapped tip. Iam huffed more and more as he was finally got some physical stimulation.

Iam felt his hole stretched and vibrating as the vibe was slipped further and further in. He even felt the leather gloved hands stretch into him. The hands continued to push the vibe in while Iam's eyes rolled back into his head. The hand stopped and retreated, leaving the vibe deep with him. For the fox, it was too far.

The vibe was far passed his prostate. Too far to have any effect. It was deep in enough that Iam felt as if his entire body was vibrating. It was no longer pleasurable, more discomforting as the hand left his hole stretched, struggling to close.

"Aaaaah!" He screamed internally, trying to push the vibe further out to no use. Somehow it was stuck there, still vibrating on its highest setting.

The fox didn't notice that the machine turned on again, wrapping more layers to his body. Even if Iam could push the vibe, it would meet the layers of plastic now over his stretched hole. The fox already couldn't get out on his own. How was he supposed to push something out his anus?

Iam was lost in a miasma of pleasure and discomfort. The fox continued to do what little he could to bring himself to orgasm. He lost track of time, even oblivious to the fact that he was left in darkness. The fox was losing his energy. He grew more tired but instead of his pleasure going away, it grew. The closer he pushed to his mind to cum, the farther that edge seemed to move. The fox knew that despite how much he struggled, his horny mind enjoyed every bit of it.

The fox wanted to scream and shout. He tried to struggle and move but all he could do was stand and suffer. Eventually, despite the vibe and standing up straight, the fox slipped into a sort of sleep.

When the fox awoke, everything was much brighter. Even though he just woke, Iam felt more tired and sore than he ever felt in his life. The vibe was still vibrating away though it somehow moved down, now pounding at his prostate. While it was stimulating, it also became painful and sore. His body still reacted to the vibrations as he was hard as ever even though his fantasy has left his mind. His squished balls were desperately aching with need as his leaked pre managed to form a bubble at the tip.

His vision was still blurred but he could see he was turned back towards the room. The fox could see some movement. It must have been the warehouse workers he thought. Iam tried frantically to struggle or make any sounds he could with just his nose. Anything to attract any attention. The fox no longer cared about the embarrassment or what trouble he might get in. He just needed someone to cut him out and get the vibe out of his ass.

Through the buzzing Iam could hear talking or more accurately, laughing. He couldn't hear them well but he knew that they were probably laughing about at him.

"Do they know I'm here?"

Iam tried to listen more closely. He could make it out the words sex toy or doll. They must have thought he was some sort of sex doll. Iam tried even harder to get their attention. Finally, it seemed that the blurred figures were moving towards him.

"Yes!" Iam thought "Get me out!"

Then he felt something touch him. The fox kept begging that they realized that he was an actual person and not some sex object. He felt more hands exam him closely, touching and prodding certain places. A more adventurous worker even put their hand into his mouth and rubbed his teeth that were behind the layers covering his open maw.

"Come on! Please!" Iam huffed. He tried to breathe out as hard as he could, to make them know that he was a living person. But it was to no avail as every hand left except for one. One of the workers began rubbing and jerking his penis. Unlike MasrotateterDom32's hand, this one was hard, squeezing down on his meat.

A wave of pleasure washed over the fox. The bliss that was built since he first took to the road came back. The hand continued its playful yet rough hand job. Iam merely shut his eyes as the pleasure continued to build up.

Then the hand disappeared. Iam whined, begging the hand to return. He didn't care that it was rough, so long as he felt something. His mind was now conflicted about either getting out or getting off. Iam heard muffled laughter and cheering from the workers. What were they doing?

Whatever they did, they stopped. Instead, he saw a figure walk towards him and placed a sticker right in front of his eyes, rendering him blind. He then felt a few hands lift him off the platform and moved him onto something. He then felt his world tilt up and that he began moving. He was being carried by a hand truck.

Iam couldn't see or know where he was going. He just hoped it was to someplace where they were going to cut him out. He then felt another set of hands move him, setting him flat.

"Oh thank god." He thought only to become horrified when the hands left him and then hearing a shutting sound. He heard another sound and felt as if he was moving.

"Oh no! No no no no!" He screamed in his mind, realizing that he was now in the back of a truck going to an unknown location.

The fox didn't know how long they traveled for. All he knew that after a few pauses, he came to a final stop.

Iam couldn't do anything but lay there. Hoping that eventually, someone would find him. Till then, he might as well enjoy as much as he can. After all, this was his ultimate dream, right? To be wrapped up and forgotten. If only he could just rub or hum against something to get him off. Thankfully though he still had the vibe, buzzing away. Iam tried to relax, to get as much pleasure from the vibe as he could. He didn't know for how long he was doing it for but he got closer and closer to cumming.

Iam felt his body and balls tense up, his long-awaited orgasm finally coming. His limited breathing became harder as he was going to shoot. Then nothing. The vibe which Iam so desperately wanted out before, ran out of battery. Iam went blank with disbelief as the impending orgasm faded away. Iam did the only thing he could.

He cried as loud as he could, letting out no sound.