FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

"Remember, you're trying to break the game so don't waste your time actually playing it correctly. We're looking for the usual: bugs, exploits, falling through floors, all that jazz. We've slotted you with a female avatar for testing purposes."

"Alright, drop me in. Let's get this bread."

Gavin sighed and rolled his shoulders, craning his neck side to side as he settled the headset over his eyes. A second later the familiar numbing sensation of the haptic suit engaging washed over his body. With the hood up and the goggles down Gavin felt like he was floating in empty space with the system cutting any outside input. Only the gentle pull of gravity and the bit of resistance under him let him know the world still existed outside the suit. Sucking in the cold air of the testing room, his mouth the only thing exposed to the outside world, he waited for the drop.

The goat wasn't wearing a run of the mill, consumer grade haptic suit. No no, he was far too good for that. The company was more than happy to shell out the few grand for a custom job, his body scanned and uploaded for a perfect fit. The latex clung like a second skin to his body, fitting perfectly over every curve, every hoof, every nail. Only his crotch was a bit bulkier than usual, a special haptic node with extra thick latex over it that was sold as a 'modesty' feature. It had raised some eyebrows when he'd asked them to include that as part of the build. What he did in his spare time was none of their business. Today he was test bedding a special tank/nose piece so he could get olfactory input too.

Light flared into the lens as the construct loaded and Gavin was dumped in. There were a few moments of the usual disorientation that comes with loading into a construct. The olfactory system engaged right away giving him the smells of a musty, dank dungeon while the audio provided the faint sounds of drips and drops of water. Taking a glance down at his body he frowned a bit as he slowly started to inspect the build they'd given him. Normally when he looked down he'd see himself: short, stiff gray fur of a goat, the stubby fingers and hooves, and of course a cock tucked between his legs. Just a normal male anthro goat, nothing out of place.

When he looked down now he saw something much different. A large set of breasts, dark brown fur, and a pair of long legs. Of course his waist was far too small for reality but that was kind of the point. All of it stuffed into some parody of a set of armor, a sort of half corset, half breastplate doing its best to cover his large chest, a kind of leather skirt, and heeled boots. Seriously? At least he had a decent sword from the looks of it. So he was some sort of wet dream of a feline that one of the devs had cooked up. Perfect.

"You guys are jerks. What, did someone get lonely in the programming shed? You all need girlfriends. Or boyfriends, I don't judge." In the real world Gavin jumped a few times on the platform though his eyes saw himself hopping in the dungeon. The impact transferred to his feet like he was hitting stone, the audible feedback of heeled boots striking the ground. Not surprisingly his tits jiggled correctly.

"We figured you'd like it Gav. Go head and start down the path. You're in the labyrinth, savior of the species, blah blah blah. This is an easy level: navigate through the maze, find the minotaur, defeat him, get the key, exit dungeon. Final boss isn't really done so we'll pull you out right before."

Gavin nodded and started off at a trot. Under him the treadmill instantly responded and kept him from running off the platform. Meanwhile all he saw and experienced was the dungeon. Even at this point of the build they had most of the haptic functionality right. He could feel the armor digging in at his shoulders, the slight pinch of the heeled boots on his feet, the pommel of his sword, and even the rather impressive tug of his tits bouncing. The haptic suit's input was perfect, feeding him the sensations as he jogged along in search of his first enemy.

Turning a corner he ran into a goblin, the creature garbed in a set of crude armor. As it moved toward Gaethaa she drew her sword and parried the blow. A perk of the haptics was that you didn't actually need to be a master swordsman to fight like one. The game and the suit made minor corrections to Gaethaa's movements as she fought the goblin, parrying and thrusting at the green creature. Intentionally drawing out the fight she used every move set and combination on the low level creature before dispatching it, sending the head flying off its shoulders.

Gavin shook his head. That was odd, "Hey, guys, are you getting anything funny? I think there might be a glitch somewhere."

"Nothing yet, the system seems normal. You good to continue on?

"Yeah, nothing to worry about. Might just get a headache."

That was spooky. It had been a least a decade since Gavin had lost himself in an avatar. It was a rookie mistake to think what you saw was real. Pausing for just a few moments he bent down and looted the goblin, grimacing at the general placeholder animation and stood up. Maybe the game wasn't nearly as complete as he thought. Well, time to find the end.

Getting a firm grip on his sword Gavin trotted down the hall looking for his next fight. Most of the early mobs were just a smattering of the usual low level goblins and kobolds that she easily dispatched. Really for a warrior of her caliber it was just a waste; her real prey lay somewhere deeper in the dungeon. Gavin shook his head in the suit trying to rid himself of those intrusive thoughts. More bleedover from the avatar. That was definitely not good. Nothing he couldn't handle though. Steeling herself Gaethaa headed further into the dungeon to continue her quest.

The olfactory unit did its job pumping the scents of the dungeon into his nose. He could smell the musk from the minotaur as it stalked him, always just around another corner or bend. The smell was strong and heady, overpowering Gaethaa's senses. She could feel her nether's twitch, her knees buckling causing her stumble into a nearby wall, her hand gripping it for balance. Minotaur were known to have that effect on women, and Gavin took a moment to pull up the reality breaking menu. Checking his stats he saw the debuff on Gaethaa: Confusion and Arousal. The devs had a real sense of humor. Taking a deep breath Gaethaa continued on fighting down her feelings.

As she continued down the hallway Gaethaa could hear the guttural, nearly feral sounds of the minotaur stalking her. He could hear the monster lurking somewhere down the halls, the audio and olfactory feedback excellent at this point. She could practically taste the overpowering musk from the foul beast as she started to approach its lair. There were a few marks on her flesh at this point from previous fights but nothing that should slow her down. She was going to defeat the beast and rid it from this land.

"Ok Gavin, we're going to pull you out now. Get ready to exit in 3...2...1...What the hell? Hey, Gavin, hold on. Sim isn't shutting down right."

"Nay, stay your hand, I shall vanquish the beast! I need no rescue!"

"Uh...Gavin...you ok man?"

The minotaur's shadow danced on the walk in front of Gaethaa beckoning her onward. Stalking forward with her sword raised she turned the corner to find the towering beast standing in front of her, the brute's loincloth failing to cover the thick cock that swung between its legs, the musk overwhelming. It grunted, raising its ax and striking downward in a crushing blow that she barely dodged, rolling and striking with her sword. The minotaur bellowed as Gaethaa rolled her feet, charging forward with another strike at the beast's side. This was almost too easy; here she thought the beast would present some sort of challenge. Apparently the stories were wrong.

Grinning she rolled to the side and dodged a blow, coming back up for a counter strike when the minotaur's fist connected with her side. She flew into the wall dazed, shaking her head as she tried to get up and recover her sword. Staggering to her feet she barely defended against the next ax blow, parrying it just seconds before the minotaur took her head clean off her shoulders. The minotaurs ax came down again, the wind of the strike brushing against her fur, snapping her sword in half. She attempted to kick but the minotaur caught the blow, grabbing her by the ankle and slinging her against the wall.

Gavin grunted in pain and fell to the ground. The body/mind disorientation of the blow clashed. He knew, for instance, that he was standing up; his inner ear still let him know which direction was down. However he experienced the sensation of the minotaur grabbing him and slinging him, feeling the impact of the wall through the suit. These games all had cutouts that prevented real injuries for happening but it was still a shock. Especially when she felt the minotaur looming over her, the deep musk penetrating her senses as it reached down and ripped off the breastplate, tossing it away and spilling her breasts into the open. While Gaethaa cried out in another part of his mind Gavin was more than a bit turned on. The programmers knew what they were doing.

The 'modesty' device on his suit did its thing not only nulling outside sensation but keeping him from getting hard. Instead he could feel himself getting wet, knowing that the sensation wasn't quite right though a close approximation, and involuntarily she spread her legs. She was defeated and by all rights, honor, and code she accepted the outcome. To the victor go the spoils. Sitting up on her knees she looked up at the beast and pushed the loincloth aside, stroking at the thick cock in front of her. She bent in, inhaling the beast's scent, rubbing her face along the shaft. After all, there were much worse fates one could have. Stroking the shaft with both hands she bent down and under the beast, rubbing her face along his heavy nut sack.

"Hey, uh, Gavin. We're recording man. Gavin?"

There was never a good way to explain why you were wearing the mouth covering at work. No legitimate games needed you to have your mouth covered and it made giving verbal feedback difficult. So when Gavin bent his head down to take the beast's cock in his mouth, the body/mind disorientation came back as he couldn't feel himself taking the beast's cock. So he sat on the platform, bobbing his head up and down on what he saw as the minotaur's thick shaft, smelling it, but unable to taste or feel it. Still Gaethaa saw the beast responding to her work, feeling the thick cock in her hands. She just wished she could taste him. That was feedback for later.

Getting on all fours she turned around and lifted her ass in the air, pressing her face into the cold dungeon floor. Reaching up she cupped a breast, squeezing it and fondling a nipple, the haptic suit responding and approximating the feeling. Another hand slipped between her legs, teasing at her pussy, her own arousal increasing as the null attempted to provide the correct feedback. The beast came forward, instinctually responding to her movements, her arousal spreading through the air. Spreading her legs, her pussy and ass open to the best, she tossed her head, looking over the shoulder, "Claim your trophy, beast. It was won in fair combat."

Gaethaa felt the beast's hands grab her sides and yanks her back, the tip of his cock pressed against her hole. The system got confused for a few seconds, unable to figure out where to transfer the haptic impulses. The null lock was limited in the feedback it could give, especially when the system's programming wasn't complete. After a few confused seconds the system twitched inputs. While Gaethaa was getting the thick cock rammed into her vagina, Gavin could feel his ass getting spread open. He didn't have his plug in but the system could provide the 'feeling' of penetration. And what a feeling it was.

Moaning loudly as she was taken, Gavin pushing his ass back in the air, her ass smacking against the minotaur's hips. The minotaur was brutal, beastial, taking her hard and fast, rutting away. Gavin was lost in the sensation that played into his body, shuddering at the feedback, practically drooling with his mouth open. Gaethaa's large tits swung in the air as she was fucked, Gavin impressed the physics engine could handle it. It was a rough, hard, deep pounding that Gaethaa felt in her guts, the cock driving deep into her. With her body heating up, Gavin came hard in the null lock, his cock twitching, spasming in the suit.

The beast wasn't done with her yet. It sat back on the ground with large hands gripping around Gaethaa's tiny waist, easily circling it. She was riding the beast now, slamming herself down onto the shaft, her breasts bouncing as she impaled herself on the thick shaft. Reaching forward she placed her hands on the beast's chest, Gavin losing his balance for a few seconds on the platform as he fell forward, and didn't stop. The pleasure radiated through her body as she rode the thick cock, driving it up into her body, inhaling her new lover's scent. She was simply a toy in his grip.

The minotaur slammed up into her and gripped at her waist, shoving his cock deep into her as he flooded her womb with cum. The system engine tried, and failed, to deliver the sensation of cum flooding her insides though for Gaethaa the loud roar was enough. The beast had claimed her as his new broodmare to be dragged further into the labyrinth. She would sate his every beastly urge, serve his cock, and be his personal fuck toy. The hero that had set out to defeat the beast had been corrupted by it, the champion of good no more than a common whore. Gavin smiled to himself at the thought.

A few seconds later the walls began to shudder, flickering in and out of reality. The minotaur quickly broke down with limbs detaching in a bloodless manner and Gaethaa experienced the brief sensation of falling before the world went black. Panting Gavin sat up and ripped the plugs out of his nose and lifted his headset, shaking his head as he looked out with his own eyes.

Over in the corner a few of the programmers were furiously typing away to capture the data from the construct as it broke down. Standing up on the platform Gavin hopped down and sauntered over, a sly grin on his face. Crossing his arms and looking at their shocked faces, he winked, "Let me guess, no one tried to fuck the minotaur before?'

A couple of them shook their heads slowly, jaws slack as they looked at the latex clad goat. Gavin waited a few seconds for them to respond before he chided them, "Remember, players are always going to try to fuck everything, and I mean everything, in the game. Bet you got the source code for the minotaur from Hell's Deepest Reach. It was an exploit they had to patch out after they found out some horny dev was messing around. Mobs shouldn't want to fuck a player, no matter what."

The lead dev just numbly shook his head as Gavin turned away, heading toward the bathroom, "Let me get cleaned up and put me back in. I'll be back in ten. Reboot the system and let's go."