FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Jack Tyron groaned as he stepped through another brush of bright purple plants, leaves crunching underneath his heavy boots as sweat ran down his forehead. The explorer sighted as he rested against one of the strage blue barked trees.

"Right... Let's see if I'm getting a signal..." he muttered as he pulled out a small silver and gold box from his belt. He pressed the button on the side and a bright blue hologram formed right above the device.

Too much interference. Unable to send a signal it read, leading to the young man to groan.

"I didn't sign up for this shit..." he muttered as he pocketed the device and started heading further through the woods.

Jack wasn't a typical forest treading explorer. He was an officer in the UN Interplanetary Expeditionary Force. He had joined the IEF when he was fresh out of highschool at 18, and had served with them for around 3 years now. Those had been some of the best years of his life.

Being one of the first humans to see the sun rising on an alien world, being the first to take off his helmet and breathe in pure, clean air in an alien environment, before the colonizers arrived to set up the basic structure that would hopefully one day grow into a thriving megacity. It was one of the best feelings ever.

But now he was experiencing the ugly side of it, as he trudged through what looked like a fever induced dream forest. He constantly looked around, making sure there was no one around as he felt the leaves crunch underfoot.

"Last time I take a solo run..." he muttered as he kept walking.

Solo runs were something every explorer had to do at least once. Dangerous expeditions in what barely counted as a spaceship, and more a tanning booth with a rocket taped on. They usually happened because of strange space phenomena or something similar. But not this time.

There was nothing really that special about this system. A blue star at the center, few gas giants near the edge and one habitable planet near the middle. Honestly, he felt a bit underwhelmed.

Until the engine on his pod suddenly died.

Just like that, no warning, no energy signals from the ship's computer. It just suddenly shut down and fell into the planet's gravity. Luckily the tanning booth had one advantage over regular spaceships. They were made tough to survive this exact kind of situation.

"Right...." he muttered as he entered a small clearing, with a small bright purple pond. "Gods, this planet is weird..." Jack said as he pulled out the beacon and started pushing the on button again. The machine buzzed as the hologram popped up again, only this time it was a bright green. It began to tremble as a light ping rang out from the tip. The explorer smiled and gently set it down on the floor, letting its do its work.

"Perfect" he muttered as he took off his backpack and took a much needed seat in the shade of one of the many multicolored trees. As he pulled a canteen out, he looked around at the landscape that surrounded him. "This might be the weirdest ass planet I've ever seen..." he groaned as he stretched his legs and drank from the canteen.

Indeed, the planet was unlike any he'd ever seen before. The sky was purple, just like the water. The grass was a strange blue color instead of green, and the rocks were bright red, like burning coal.

"Here's hoping they come get me soo-" the words died in his throat as he heard ruffling of the nearby plants. Quite a few, from all around him. "Shit" he muttered, throwing the bottle down and pulling out the emergy pistol that came with the survival bag.

His eyes scanned the horizon, looking at each bush that trembled until he got a good look at what exactly it was.

It was an honest to goodness alien.

The figures that walked out were tall, rather well built. They were coated from head to toe in snow white fur, a few with huge manes around their heads. Tails swung behind them as they stepped out of the brush. These aliens were giant anthropomorphic lions.

"Umm.... Hi?" he said, his face going white. In the hundreds of years that humanity had been exploring the galaxy, they had never ran into an actual living alien race, they just found ruinds and skeletons.

The Lions smirked and pulled out high tech looking rifles and pointed them at him. Jack paled again and pointed his own weapon at them and pulled the trigger.

And a small spark came out of the front, before a bang rang out and a nasty acrid smell flowed out of the barrel.

"Are you fucking shitting me!?" Jack shouted, throwing the gun at the lions, in a vain attempt to drive them off.

Instead, the alien grabbed the gun from midair, and crushed the titanium reinforced laser with one paw like it was a soda can.

"Well fuck..." Jack muttered. Before he could react, the lions fired, globs of blue energy flew out of the rifles and hit him right in the chest. His eyes went wide for a split second before everything went black, and he fell backwards, passing out instantly.

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"Guh..... Did someone get the license of that truck?" Jack muttered as the world began to slowly come back into focus again. He tried to move his arms, only to find they were being held onto tightly. "Wha...?" he glanced over, only to be greeted by the snarling face of one of the lion aliens.

He barked at Jack in an alien language as he kept walking, draggin Jack along. Looking around, the explorer realised he wasn't in the woods anymore. He was in a sparsely decorated hallway, made of ceramic and steel. The lion's paws echoed as he stepped along it.

Now that he got a closer look at the lion, Jack could see a bit few details. He was wearing a shiny black and blue bodysuit with some plastic armoring around his shoulders. Around his waist was a belt stocked with various tools and weapons, including one that looked suspiciously like a whip, which made Jack gulp.

The lion looked down at him and grinned, showing all his fangs, which sent another shiver through the explorer as a door in front of them opened with a hiss. The lion didn't waste a second and threw Jack inside, sealing the door behind him.

"Well....shit" he muttered as he stood up, dusting the dirt off his clothes "Great job on first contact there Jack.... Fuck me, I hope I didn't just start a war..."

Before he could say another word, a bright green light flooded the room, blinding him for a split second. Before he could say another word, the room began to flood with an equally bright green gas.

"GAH!" Jack screamed, coughing as the gas flooded into his lungs, burning his throat on the way down. His entire body trembled as he fell to his knees, coughing more and more as the gas surrounded him.

His entire body felt like it was on fire, and on top of that, it felt like someone was running a steel rake over his flesh. But he couldn't shout, or scream or even speak.

Whatever the gas was, it had essentially taken away his voice. His voice box seemed to have just shut down as the gas flowed through his body. He stared down at his arms, and his eyes went wide at what he saw.

His skin was trembling like gelatin, and light grey fur was starting to emerge from it. His eyes traveled along his arm as the fur spread like wildfire, soon both his arms were totally coated in grey fur. He winced in pain as he heard a crack from his hands. The pain lasted for only a few seconds before it evaporated and he started down in complete shock, as he had five fingered paws like hands. Thin pads on the palm and small black claws, but they worked perfectly well as fingers.

He just kept staring in shock at his new appendages, and didn't notice as the fur traveled through the rest of his body. Every inch was coated in the rather pretty shade of grey, even his feet. He winced and looked down in horror as his boots slipped off, his feet now much smaller and resembling canine paws as well. He felt something tugging at his tailbone and let out a dog like yip as a big fluffy tail.

"W-Warf?" he managed to spit out of his throat, coughing as he felt his larynx shift and morph with the gas, as the fur reached his neck, and soon his head.

"Argwooooooooooo!" his screams of pain turned into a howl mid-sentence as his mouth and nose stretched out into a cute muzzle and his ears moved to the top of his head. He winced as the air popped as new sensitivity let him ear everything around him, including the movement of the wind.

"Aroo?" he muttered, blinking as he couldn't understand what he was saying "Woof! Arf! Aroo!" he shouted, trying to speak again, clutching this throat as he tired to form some words in his head to speak, as the whirring of fans emptied the gas from the room.

Only to draw a complete blank, much to his horror

"WOOF! ARF WOOF!" he tried screaming, only for more barks to come out of his mouth.

"Well well, looks like the new Canie is done" a deep, powerful voice rang out behind him. Turning around with a growl, Jack saw the two lions from before walk in, glowing whips in hand as they smiled at him. The smiles sent a weird form of peace through his body, though he couldn't understand why

"Woof!?" he barked at them, getting to his feet. The moment he did that, most of his old clothes fell off, leaving him with nothing but his fur, which thankfully covered everything.

"Hey, that's cute he's still trying to talk" the lion chuckled as he pulled something out of his belt and got closer "You're not human anymore. You're a Canie. A small, subservient dog who exists to serve us"

His eyes went wide at that, yet he felt strangely calm about it. It sounded....right.

The Lion smiled and tapped his shoulder "That's a good slave. You like serving us, don't you? That's what you're there for, isn't it?"

"A-Aroo?" he mumbled, his mind starting to cloud as the Lion kept speaking. That soft.....strong.....commanding....

"That's right" the lion said "Nothing but a dumb happy mutt who serves us. Like you've always wanted, isn't that right?"

Jack found himself nodding, a dopey smile on his muzzle. That did sound like what he wanted, the voice of the big strong lion was so convincing it had to be true. He heard a click and looked down. A small collar was now wrapped around his neck. Before he could question it, he felt the lion tap a button on it, and it turned on. His eyes went wide for a second, before he smiled at the lion.

Now only one word came to mind as he stared at the big strong feline.

Master.

"Woof!" he barked and bowed to his master, knowing that he was his personal servant and toy.

"Well, this one changed fast" the other lion said as Jack's master smirked

"Indeed. It was a good trade with the humans. One slave for five years of peace."

"Peace" the other lion chuckled "In the open. I've heard Tobiron has a stealth raid in the works to get more slaves"

"Heh, nice. I might join" Jack's master said as the two left the room. Jack followed behind, no thoughts in his brain aside from serving his great and strong master.

And those were thoughts he liked quite a bit.