FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Art done by Draw Maara on Twitter

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Bridgett paced around her room, her arms folded and her fingers drumming a beat against the black fur of her arms. It was the middle of August and the heat outside was not only unbearable, but was also seeping inside the house, much to her dismay. A thin bead of sweat trickled off the tip of her leaf like nose. The black bat grumbled to herself as she continued to pace in a heated boredom. "Fucking AC has to be broken again. That crazy fucking cat likes it warm but not this warm" she grumbled. It was 11:30 in the morning and she could feel sweat slowly forming below the loose black sundress that hung off her shoulders. She usually had a bubbly and cheerful disposition, but not when she was burning up.

She looked down at her dress covered body and mentally said fuck it. She was alone in her own damn house. She reached up to her shoulders and quickly batted the straps of the garment off her shoulders, causing it to fall to the floor in a heap. She stepped out of the now puddle of cloth and enjoyed the relief of naked freedom. She stretched with her arms above her head and felt her back pop with a loud crack. "Much fucking better. If Scar or Jewels get home early they'll just have an unexpected show. Not that Scar will mind the surprise. Fuck Jewels doesn't give a shit either. He's gay for fuck sakes." She said to no one.

"God damn it. I'm so fucking bored. Fuuuuuck." Bridgett flopped onto her bed, laying on her back. Her legs and armssplayed out in a spread eagle position. Her long dark green hair pooling around her head like a puddle. She had no idea what to do, It was her fuckin day off for god sakes. She looked around her room and sighed aggressively. Her phone buzzed on the bed next to her. She reached over and picked it. The screen lit up to reveal a text from Scar. "Pfff. Speak of the fucking devil." She opened her phone to reveal her background picture, which happened to be a picture of Scar wearing only his Police hat with a pair of fuzzy handcuffs hanging off his hardened dick. She giggled as she remembered when that picture was taken.

She opened her text messages. The text conversation read as followed:

Scar 11:33am: Hey Bridge, how goes it?

Bridgett 11:34am: Morning Ofc. Furball. It's going, woke up an hour ago. It's hot as fuck and the AC is out. You're gonnahave to call someone.

Scar 11:34am: Lovely. Just what I needed to hear. Today has already fucking sucked.

Bridgett 11:36am: You ok?

Scar 11:37am: Yeah. I'm at the county jail atm. Guy got froggy during a traffic stop and clocked me across the face. Ryker and I took his ass down and hauled him in.

Bridgett 11:37am: Fuck you ok?

Scar 11:37am: Yeah face hurts a bit. But nothing past that.

Bridgett 11:38am: Hope everything goes better after that.

Bridgett put her phone onto her ample chest and sighed again. She imagined someone taking a swing at Scar. Then she imagined him and his protogen bat partner Ryker, swiftly taking whoever did it down to the ground hard. She knew from past experience that her feline roommate was reasonably tough but also figured he was pissed off as well as a result. "Poor kitty." She and Scar had weird relationship. They were best friends that as well as long time friends with benefits. She cared about him a lot as a result.

As she laid there for a few minutes, she suddenly realized hot to make his day a little better. She picked up her phone and opened up her camera. She held the phone high above her. She put her fingers up in a piece sign and snapped a pic of her naked upper body. She then proceeded to take a few more pictures depicting her naked ass and another with her legs spread and her pussy on full display.

She grinned to herself as she opened up her chat with Scar and sent the pictures.

Bridgett 11:45am: Sorry you're having a bad day. Hope these will make it a bit better ????

She closed her phone and sat up on her bed. Just as she was about to up her phone down, her phone buzzed with another text from Scar.

Scar: 11:46am: Holy fuck. Yeeeah that will definitely brighten my day. Thank you sexy

Bridgett: 11:47am: You're welcome. Use that to imagine what's waiting for ya when you get home.

Bridgett: 11:47am: By the way, I'm seriously bored. You care if I go into your room and play on one of your systems?

Scar: 11:48am: Suddenly I seriously want this day to end. Also you know you don't have to ask to use that stuff. Have fun. That's what its there for.

Bridgett sent a kissing emoji and locked her phone. She stood up and stretched again. She walked out into the hallway and down the hall to Scar's room. She opened the door and bounced over to his gaming area. She plopped herself down on his bed and picked up a PS5 controller off the bedside table. She also put on a headset. She booted up Horizon Forbidden West and began playing.

Time seemed to melt away for the next 4 hours. She had just busted through a pack of robotic creatures and saved. She powered off the controller and peeled off her the headset, placing it back on the holder and bedside table. She looked at her phone and sighed. It was only 3:30pm and no one would be home for at least 3 hours. "Ahhhhhh. Now what the fuck am I gonna do."

She looked to her left and her eyes fell on a bookshelf filled with comic books and comic related figures. She hopped off the bed and walked over to it. She lazily inspected the numerous figures of Harley Quinn, Catwoman and Poison Ivy. Her green eyes skimmed over the colorful array of thick comic books and randomly picked one up. On the cover was a picture of a blonde haired athletically built bat character in a fishnets. The clearly powerful fem fatal wore a one piece leotard looking thing with a badass leather jacket over it standing in a fighting pose. The words Black Canary were written across the upper cover in black and yellow letters.

"Huh. Black Canary? Looks interesting." She thought for a second and remembered that this was one of Scar's favorite characters. He would routinely go on an a long winded speech about the current comic he was reading and this particular character was one that he mentioned a lot. "Fuck it. Lets see what gets him going besides the sex appeal" She chuckled to herself. She walked back to his bed and and laid down on her front with her head propped up, resting her face against her hand. She opened up the comic and began reading.

After 3 hours, she closed the book and shook her head in amazement. "Fucking hell." She squeaked, "No wonder he loves this character. Badass rocker bat chick that can destroy shit with her voice and a supersonic screech? Holy fuck." She looked again at the front cover and her eyes went wide.

She practically dove onto her phone and opened up her shopping app. After 30 minutes and several purchases later, she closed her phone. A devious grin returned to her face. That's when she heard the front door open.

She silently hopped off the bed and rushed to put the book back. She ran back to the bed and dove back on. She had just picked up her phone and got into a believable position when Scar walked up, fully dressed in his police uniform. She was laying with her ass pointed towards the door and she looked at him over his shoulder with a smile. "Evening kitty cat. Everything go well after the jail?"

He smiled and walked over to the bed. "How could my day not get better. Especially after you sent those lovely pictures." He leaned down and kissed her forehead.

She twisted herself to where her ass was pointed at scar while her torso was almost flat against the bed. She reached over placed a hand on the crotch of his pants. She could feel his warmth and could feel him getting harder with her touch. "Good. If I remember correctly kitty, I told you there would be more when you got home." She sat up and turned to face him while still on the bed.

He purred as he looked down at her. "Indeed you did." He began to reach for his belt to unbuckle it when she batted his hands away.

"Oh hell no. This is my job." She taunted as her hands expertly undid his belt, his pants were pulled down to his thighs a moment later. She chuckled as his cock sprang forward making a tent in his red underwear, a bit of precum dotting the fabric atop his head. She leaned forward, licking the pre from his cock before giving him a teasing bite with her fang. He let out a groaning his as he felt her fang graze his sensitive skin.

"Fuuuuck Bridge."

"Tell ya what kitty, I'll give ya a choice. We can either do the whole foreplay thing. Oooooooor..." her voice trailed off leaving him guessing.

He looked down at her with an intrigued look. "Oooooor?" He repeated.

She gently moved him backward. She turned around and bent herself over the bed with her ass high in the air. "Ooooor.... I could bend over this bed, let you pick any hole and let you fuck me any way you want." Her voice was smooth and seductive, her words emphasized by her ass gently waving in his direction. "Think haaaaaard Scar."

Scar answered by slapping her ass, becoming momentarily mesmerized by her jiggling ass. "Easiest decision Ive had to make all fucking day. He pushed his pants down and stepped out of them. His underwear quickly followed. He licked his middle and index fingers on his left hand while spreading her ass cheeks with his right hand. After his fingers were wet enough, he placed them against her tight little ass and prodded her hole. Gently applying more and more pressure before his fingers pierced her asshole and sank deeper into her.

She let out a gasp of pained pleasure. "Hmmmmmm good choice kitty. Fuck very good choice." She bit her lip as she felt him plunging his lubed fingers in and out of her needy asshole. She reached under herself and began to rub her clit. She buried her face into the bed moaning. "Fuck stop teasing me and fuck my ass already damn it."

"With pleasure. Think you're lubed up enough?" He asked, spreading her ass apart with his fingers, stretching her more.

"Not at all. But I love pain so fuck me." She pleaded.

He pulled his fingers out and slapped her ass hard. He grabbed his cock and lined his cock up to her ass. He wasted no time in pushing his cock into her until he hilted her.

"Fuuuuuck." She screamed. "So fucking fuuuull." She was vigorously pumping three fingers into her sopping wet pussy, her juices dripping down her black furred thighs.

His powerful hips beat loudly against her plush ass, her groans and screams echoed through the house. Her ass was stinging as he plunged into her nearly dry hole. Five, ten, fifteen minutes passed of Bridgett having her ass drilled. Her legs shook from 5 prolonged orgasms.

"Fuck. Im getting close." Scar moaned. He looked down and saw Bridgett was biting and gripping the bed sheets. That sent him over the edge. He nearly withdrew from her before slamming himself deep into her. He released his load, filling her to the brim. She moaned loudly and came one final time.

She slumped down against the bed, not able to move a muscle. Scar pulled out his cock with a wet pop. A trickle of cum escaped her ass and flowed down her pussy and legs. She groaned one more time as he kissed her cheek before passing out.

A few days later

She was zoned out laying on the couch. She was just about to fall asleep when she heard someone setting an object on the porch and ringing the doorbell. She sighed and sleepily got off the couch. "Man sometimes my heightened hearing is a blessing and a curse, especially when I'm trying to catch a nap."

She opened the door and immediately got excited. She looked around and picked up the boxes.

She flew back inside and kicked the door shut behind her before zipping back to her room. She was alone again and happy about it for once. She set the boxes on her bed and immediately stripped down to nothing. She was shaking with excitement as she ripped open the boxes, revealing her purchases. She wasted no time in ripping open the packages and trying on her new clothes.

After 10 minutes she looked at herself in the full length mirror that hung on the back of her door. She felt so sexy as she took in the outfit. Her long toned legs were clad in a gorgeous set of fishnets. From her center up, she wore a black and blue, skin tight leotard with a thick leather belt hanging off her supple hips. She slid into the leather jacket that ended just above her ass. She had done up her long green hair and stuffed it into a wig cap. She barely recognized herself as she fixed the blonde wig into position.

Once she was satisfied, she took a few steps back and slowly turned around. "Helloooooo Black canary!" She squeaked happily and gave her own ass a firm confident smack. "Fuck I look hot. I can't wait for that cat to get a look at this." She looked at her phone's clock. "Fuck he'll be home any second!" She opened the door and ran to Scar's room. She tried several poses as she waited for him. A few minutes later, she heard front door open and heard someone coming up the stairs. She waited with nervous anticipation, hoping it was Scar. Sure enough, 30 seconds later the door opened and Scar stood in the door, again in full police uniform. She had hidden on the other side of the comic filled book case. She waited until he was in the middle of the room before she made herself known.

She deepened her voice and filled it with as much confidence as she could muster as she spoke. "Excuse me officer, I, the superhero Black Canary, need your assistance."

Scar spun around and looked at the seemingly foreign person behind him. "Who the hell are..." His jaw dropped as his eyes fell upon the costumed bat. "Brigdett? Is that you? Holy fucking shit, you look amazing."

She smiled and decided to keep in character. "I appreciate the compliment officer, however I have no idea who this, 'Bridgett' is. I am black canary!" She exclaimed, putting her fists on her hips and standing in a confident and heroic pose.

Scar must have decided to play along. With a wide grin he snapped to a crisp salute. "Yes ma'am Black Canary. Officer Scar ready and willing to aid in your mission."

Bridgett couldn't help but laugh and broke character. She ran at him and gave him a jumping hug. She wrapped her arms and legs around him. He caught her and held her up against him.

"Bridg, you look amazing. I thought you weren't into comics?"

She blushed and smiled at him. "Thanks. While you were gone the other day at work, I found one of your black canary comic books and read the entire thing. I was fucking hooked. So much so that I HAD to cosplay her immediately. I'm glad you like it!"

"I really do." He kissed her before hugging her tight.

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