FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

<Avip: Warning that I had many problems with the grammar of this chapter.I need a beta reader for this story. If anyone is interested, please leave a comment or send me a message.>

"Dialogue"

'Thoughts'

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"So this is my life now?"

At first, John Archer wasn't sure if he was up for the task.

John contemplates his mission as he walks through the plantation of black flowers and gray hay, bathed in artificial sunlight from the 9 meters (30 feet) fake morning sky.

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The target was Organism 8008, also known as Farm cow, this one has an intellect similar to humans and was capable of vocal communication.

Once again, they didn't give him any vital information, as they wanted his interaction with the organisms to be 'authentic'.

"Geez." John murmured, gazing at the bizarre scene at the center of the black flower plantation.

He was astonished by what appeared to him to be a cyberpunk junkyard. After a line marked by silver rods sticking from the ground, the area is filled with discarded and broken technological items, scattered across the landscape. There are heaps of old computer parts, tangled wires and huge pieces of metal.

The place has a chaotic and dystopian vibe, with flickering neon lights illuminating the piles of discarded technology. It's a place where scavengers might search for salvageable tech among the debris.

When John crossed the line made by rods, the tips started blinking red and a loud siren echoed from all the junkyard.

WEE-OOH! WEE-OOH!WEE-OOH! WEE-OOH!

John put his hands to his ears to avoid hearing the loud noise, which distracted him from the large armored figure who came up behind him without making a sound.

"WHO ARE YOU?" Yelled the imposing armored figure with a robotic voice from its helmet. "What do you want?"

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John froze, terrified of the creature before him. It looked like a minotaur, donned in imposing high-tech power armor and gripping what seemed to be a laser axe.

"S-Sorry, I-I-I d-didn't m-mean to tr-tr-." Stammered, unable to finish his sentence. "I-I m-m-mean no h-h-harm, honest! P-P-Please, I-I'm not a th-threat, just lost... I-I'll leave, j-j-just let me go, please!"

The minotaur creature stared at the small man in front of him, stuttering and shaking in fear. He was close to having a heart attack, and he appeared to be harmless. The figure in technological armor turned off its laser axe and once again looked John Archer up and down.

"Are you afraid?" Asked the warrior with a deep, robotic voice from its helmet.

"Yes! Y-y-yes, I-I am a-a-afraid" Stammered John Archer. "P-p-please don't k-k-kill me."

"Why would I kill you, little man?" Said the creature in its metallic voice, kneeling in front of him.

In a quiet moment, John observed as the warrior reached up, slowly removing the helmet that concealed its identity. As the helmet lifted, cascading waves of fiery red hair spilled out, framing the face of what appeared to be a beautiful and kind anthro cow woman. Her hazel eyes, flecked with gold and green, glistened as they met his gaze. A sense of awe and surprise washed over him as he beheld the unexpected beauty hidden beneath the warrior's exterior.

The beautiful creature gazed upon him with a kindness and compassion that someone would offer to a lost, frightened child seeking solace and reassurance.

"I can see that you are terrified." She says gently. "Come with me, and we will have a chat."

The woman, or rather, the cow woman, stood up and extended her hand to John Archer.

John, still confused and shaken by what just happened, took her hand, which was much larger than his.

"Come, let us talk about your goals here."

John Archer was taken by the hand and led into a small, cozy cottage, at the center of the junkyard. The building was all patched together with welded metal plates and other material that John wasn't sure what they were. The front of the house had a small window, where he could see inside the cozy kitchen.Led to the porch of the house, where two chairs were placed, facing each other. The cow woman gestured to one of the chairs and John sat on it.

The chair was too big for him, but he wasn't going to complain. John felt a strange feeling of relief. He didn't feel afraid anymore.

When John was comfortably seated, his host proceeded to remove her armor.

As the armor plates fell to the ground, the cow woman revealed her true, incredible body. Her legs and arms were big and muscular, while her waist resembled an hourglass and her butt was wide and shapely. Her huge, full, perky breasts were covered in a sports bra, fighting tooth and nail to contain the massive orbs. Furthermore, her plump rear was covered in covered tight jeans.

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She was the perfect mix between a gentle bombshell of a milf with a strong, sexy amazon warrior.

"Muuuuch beater now." She moans almost like a real cow. "Just a second."

Extending her hand as her tits jiggled, hypnotizing John, she reached for a hook on the wall holding a trucker hat with 2 holes on its top. With a smile on her face, she put the hat on her head.

"It's a silly little human thing that I like to use." She said in a happy tone.

She walked, swaying her wide hips and jiggling her enormous tits, to the opposite chair. Taking the seat across from him and leaned forward, her massive chest resting on her knees.

The two remained in silence for a few moments.

John was a little jittery right now, not because of the fear, but because he was fighting some intrusive thoughts that were trying to get him to pay even more attention to her hostess body.

'O my god she's so beautiful' Thought John. 'And her body is... incredible! Any sane, straight man would kill for a chance with her. And to top it all, she is so gentle and kind'.

The cow woman could see how the little man's eyes darted back and forth between her face and her enormous, jiggling breasts, which were covered only by a sporty bra. It didn't bother her, she was alone for such a long time that she welcomed the attention, and she thought that he was cute being so small and nervous.

John, after a few seconds, noticed the cow woman watching him with a warm smile. Suddenly, he remembered his task.

"So, are you the organism 8008?"

There was silence when the being didn't answer my question. She was just staring in my direction, her nostrils flaring as she huffed and breathed heavily, the attention making John feel a little uncomfortable with its intensity.

"Hum?" Muttered the woman, breaking the stare. "Oh, I'm so sorry." She said with a gentle and joyful voice. "I'm so excited to finally have company that I got distracted."

She straightened her posture in the chair and introduced herself.

"Yes, that's the code you humans gave me. But you can call me Farm Cow, that's the nickname humans call me through your drones."

"Nice to meet you, I'm John."

"Hello, John, and welcome to my humble abode." She says with a warm smile.

Out of nowhere, John felt a tightening in his stomach, a dull ache that twisted inside him. Beads of cold sweat began to form on his forehead, even with the cool surroundings. His hands were shaking intensely, and he could feel his heart racing, pulsing so hard it seemed almost thunderous in his ears. His mind anxiously trying to find the right words while trying to disguise the obvious signs of his nervousness. Even though the Farm Cow was kind and amicable, John was facing one of his greatest weaknesses.

Casual talk with a strange, beautiful woman.

The farm cow saw how John Archer was a mess. So, as if she were a loving mother, she got up from her chair and kneeled once again in front of him and put her big and strong hand on his head.

"Do not worry, my little friend." She said, petting his head, despite being powerful, her touch was gentle, causing his muscles to relax slightly. "I am not going to harm you."

"Th-that's g-g-great." Answered John, stammering a bit.

"So, why did you get here? They usually just send those dull drones to ask stupid questions."

"Well, they want me to have a more... direct approach to their study."

"Direct approach?" She said behind in a suspicious tone with an arched eyebrow.

Her inquisitive tone made John's stammering return.

"Th-that is what I was told... b-bu-but... I was hoping maybe... maybe you could, um, explain some things..."

Farm Cow's caution and suspicion were overridden by her maternal instincts as she saw the little human once again get all nervous. She couldn't resist the urge to comfort the little man.

While she was still kneeling in front of him, she approached John and wrapped her powerful tick arms behind him, pulling him into a big hug. She thought her actions would calm her visitor, but in reality, she only made John's situation worse.

John, feeling the massive breasts of the cow woman pushing against him, froze stiff as a board, his cheeks burning as he buried his face between her big, soft pillows. The Farm Cow, feeling frustrated at not being able to calm the human down, snorted irritably, releasing John from her embrace.

"Good grief, why are you so nervous, little man? You have my word that I won't hurt you already." She said annoyed. "What else do you want? Why are you so afraid?"

John looked at the ground, took a deep breath and told the truth.

"I am usually nervous around b-be-beautiful women."

The cow froze at her place, caught surprised by John's statement.

"I'm female, but I'm not a human woman." Answered the cow, tilting her head, intrigued.

"But you are beautiful! And you are so gentle, kind, a-and sexy... I-I-I don't... sorry."

The cow woman smiled. She was glad that the little human felt comfortable.

"So you are a shy."

"Y-yeah."

"I understand. But don't worry, you have nothing to fear, little calf."

"Little calf?"

"You are shy and cute like a calf. And you are little, so little calf. That's what you are. But, if you'd like, I can give you another nickname."

"No, no. It's ok, I like it. However, please help me with some questions. My boss said that it would be better if I asked them directly."

"Of course." She says, sitting in the chair. "What do you want to know?"

John took a deep breath and started to ask his questions.

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Although the content of the interview was important and delicate. It was a very pleasant conversation, to the point that John didn't notice more than 2 hours had passed.

John discovered that unlike Lola, Farm Cow was an extraterrestrial, from another galaxy to be more exact.

From where exactly? She wasn't sure. When her ship crashed on the planet, she had been gravely injured and couldn't remember, if it weren't for the armor she was wearing that day, she would have died. The ship's database was destroyed, and although she was working on repairs she was more like a mechanic than an engineer or scientist, which is why the ship's repairs are more in the structural parts than more delicate things like computers and sensors.

As a result, her knowledge of her origin and species is limited to a few snippets and bits that have come up over time, and most of what she has learned has come from the humans through the drones. She had also spent a longtime planting and caring for the black flowers and the gray hay. They were seeds at the ship storage, and right now, they were her main food supply.

Farm Cow had no interest in returning to space or continuing her military duties that she doesn't even remember. Instead, she enjoyed being on earth, enjoying the quiet, peaceful life she had made for herself. In addition to her work with the plants, she enjoys building and tinkering with the scraps from her ship in her spare time.

"That is enough about me." She says, catching John off guard. "How about you little calf, how a precious little thing like you started working on your position?"

"Hum? Me?" Asked John, surprised by the sudden question.

"Yes, you. Tell me about yourself, I wanna know a little more about you."

"W-w-well, I'm not an interesting person." He says, avoiding her gaze. "I'm a lonely 27-year-old introvert with a boring life and not many friends."

"Well, we have that in common. I don't have many friends either." She says, giving him a playful wink.

John didn't know whether it was the atmosphere or the cow's personality, but he felt very comfortable around her, as if he had known her for years.

"I still don't get why you came all the way here? Not that I don't appreciate your company?"

John told her about how human interaction could make her more collaborative and even improve her morale. Since the Farm Cow seemed as social as a human.

"Well, I do appreciate the opportunity for a real talk, but I'm afraid you will get bored just talking to a silly old cow like me." She says with a gentle and warm smile.

"I'm sure I will not." Said John, giving a reassuring smile. "You are so beautiful, caring, strong, interesting, intelligent-."

"Okay, okay, settle down little calf, you are making this old bovine blush here."

"I'm just telling the truth, I don't get how you can think that way. There must be many members of your species that agree with me."

With heavy feelings, the Cow takes a deep breath.

"Well, I've lived for a long time, and I may not remember most of it." She said in a sad tone, looking at the fake sky. "But deep in my heart, I know there is no lover of mine or even a family waiting for my return."

A single tear ran down her face.

"It's kind of silly that I'm so sad because.... I don't have anything or anyone important worth remembering."

A tiny yet gentle hand reached for hers. Surprised by the little human's action, she looked at him with tearful eyes.

"It's not silly at all." Says John Archer with a sad expression. "I know what it's like to feel alone, to feel lost and without anyone."

Feeling outraged that such a beautiful and kind creature was so broken inside, John kissed her hand. Her bovine ears immediately rose in surprise at the human's gesture.

"Sorry." Says John, realizing that maybe he went too far.

When John arrived, she thought he was just acting, pretending to be friendly to try to extract more secrets to give to his superiors. But his shyness before her, his nervousness and gentle countenance prove above all that he is a gentle soul.

"No, it's alright, little calf." She said, putting her hand over his.

The two remained silent for a few minutes, holding each other's hand.

"Well, we've talked a lot." Says the cow, breaking the silence. "If you don't have any more questions, maybe we could-."

"I do have a question." Answers John. "They wanted to know why you attacked the drones last week."

She gave a dry laugh while turning her head, feeling embarrassed by her previous behavior.

"Did you really take down the tank and 2 choppers they sent after you?"

"That sure wasn't my best moment." She says, lowering her head, embarrassed. "I was... feeling more lonely than usual, you know?"

Johns blinks his eyes twice staring at the cow, he knows about loneliness, but acting so aggressive because of that was new to him.

"I admit that I acted on impulse. It's not an excuse, but I needed to vent the... frustration."

"But you were alone since crashing here. Why was last week different?"

She began to avoid John's eyes and fidget in her seat, expressing nervousness.

"Please tell me." John pleaded. "If I can do anything to help you, please ask."

The cow's ears rose to John's proposition, her being is filled with hope.

"Anything?" She asked in a tone that sounded desperate.

John felt slightly intimidated by the sudden pressure, but he nodded.

"First of all, I need you to answer a few things honestly for me, John."

Feeling restless, Farm Cow took a deep breath to calm down before starting to ask questions.

"Are you healthy?"

Confused by the sudden question, John just responded to see where this was going.

"I'm not sick, but I think I could exercise more."

"Good... good." She muttered quietly, breathing heavily.

She opened and closed her mouth nervously, but swallowed hard and asked.

"Do you think I'm pretty?"

Even with her head covered in fur, John noticed that her face was red.

"You are beautiful."

She opened a warm smile once again for John's response.

"I'm sorry." Said the Cow, extending her hands towards John. "But I need to be sure."

She lifted John and sat him on her lap with his back to her toned belly, placing his head between her beautiful, full breasts.

"What will you do?" John questions, stiff as a board.

"Hush now, little calf." She says, patting his head. "Just relax."

As John felt himself being engulfed by the woman's massive bosoms, a wave of pleasure washed over him, causing his cock to swell inside his pants. Liking her lips, the cow palms his groin, feeling his hard on.

"My goodness, you have a good one, little calf!" Her sultry tone made his dick throb.

The cow's hands moved slowly, caressing John's chest and groin, causing him to shiver.

"It is true." She says in a blissful and relieved tone. "You do think I'm attractive."

"I think you are the most beautiful woman in the world." Said John, shivering in her lap. "When you removed your armor, I was stunned, and talking to you- AAAAAH!" Moaned John as she gave his balls a gentle squeeze. "I couldn't believe that you are as beautiful on the inside, too."

She giggled, happy and proud of his compliment.

"Well, if you think so, little calf, let's continue with your examination."

With that, she slid her hand down the front of John's pants, taking hold of his hardened cock and stroking it gently.

"AAAH! P-p-please s-stop. You are going too fast!" Moaned the human.

"But I'm just examining you, little calf. Is that wrong?"

"I-I-I-."

"If I don't stop, will you run away?"

"N-no. But- AAHH!"

"Then just enjoy the ride, little calf."

He tried to protest, but he was unable to do so. He was too weak to even resist the giant woman's powerful yet gentle grip.

"I have waited a long time for some company."

Her breathing get heavier as she put her nostrils on John's hair.

SNIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIF!

She gave a long sniff like she was addicted to his smell, but what really caught John surprised was her next action when she raised her head to the skies.

"MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" She shouts louder than any real cow John heard in his life.

He tried to look at her face, but the massive, warm breasts were making it difficult.

"I am so happy someone like you came in my time of need."

She kept stroking his penis faster as the back of his head was against her breasts, squeezing tightly his cheeks.

"So small, cute and soft." She sighed, nuzzling him deeper on her bust. "And you smell so good, I just want to eat you up."

"Please... slow down."

"Slow down? I've already told you, this is an examination. I can't go slow now."

"P-please."

"Don't worry, little calf. Just let your mommy take care of everything."

"AAAHHH!" Yelps John as she starts liking his left ear.

"I can't help myself, you are just so cute."

She was moving her hands up and down, masturbating John Archer with an incredible amount of strength in her grip, and yet somehow he was not being hurt by her.

"AAAH! H-how can you-."

"Do not worry, my little one. Just trust your mommy."

John moaned, whimpering helplessly on her lap, his body twitching uncontrollably stuck between her breasts.

"It feels so good." John moaned, bucking his hips at her hand. "Argh!" He grunts when she gave a playful bite to his ear.

Giggling like a mischievous lover, the cow gulped, staring at his crotch.

"I love the sounds you make, little one." She whispers in his ear. "But now mommy is thirsty, let's see if you have enough milk for her."

She licked her lips, tightening her grip on his shaft, picking up the pace, his pre-cum making her job easier.

"AAAAAH!" John shouts, melting on her grip

"Mmm, yes, I can wait to taste it."

The feeling was divine, the tightness, and softness of her hands sliding up and down while reaching the top, her thumb rubbing the head of the penis.

"Yes." She moans in a sultry voice. "You're such a good little boy."

A spark of pure joy jolts on John's body when she calls him a good boy.

"There, there, there. Let mommy take care of everything, she can help you." Says the Farm Cow, smiling at John's reaction to her words. "That's right, don't hold back, give it all to mommy."

He started to buck even harder on her hands.

"Go ahead, cum for me. Come on, I want to see."

"AAAAAAAAAAH!" John screamed and shuddered as his orgasm exploded, cumming all over the woman's hands.

Her big gentle hands wrapped around his dicks head captures every single spurt from John's dicks as the Farm Cow smirks with proud.

"Very good, little calf. I'm so proud of you."

She brought the hand full of cream to her mouth and gave it a generous lick, consuming it all.

"Mmm, delicious." She smiled at the young man who was gasping in her arms. "What's the matter, little calf? Was it too much for you?"

"Too much... too much... ah... ha..."

"Oh, poor little one, did you have a rough day?" She asks, liking her hand clean. "Well, let mommy help you, she will make everything better."

"Huh." John tries to say something, just for the cow to cut him dry.

"Shh, shh, relax, little one, you have nothing to fear. Your mommy is here." She says, changing his position from sitting to lying on her lap.

Her calm motherly tone relaxed his body. At first, John felt strange being treated like a child, but her voice, her affection, and her body... made it difficult for John to oppose her.

"So, did I pass the exam?" Asked John, finally catching his breath.

"Hmm, let me think."

She put her finger on her chin, as if she were pondering something. Then, a wicked smile crossed her face, and she gently pulled him closer in a hug.

"You are perfect."

"Wait." Said John, his eyes bulging as his dick got hard again.

It was thought for John not to have an erection shoved in her valleys.

"Oh my!" Exclaimed the Farm Cow.

"Sorry..."

"I'm the one who should be apologizing. Picking you up out-of-the-blue like that." She said, giving him a quick kiss on the lips. "I was alone for so long, but now, thanks to you, I'm no longer alone." She says, eyeing his still hard boner with hunger. "And I can finally satiate my heat."

"What?"

"That is the help I need, John." Said the cow, giving another long sniff of his hair. "My heat is killing me and I need a partner, a breeding bull to help me... that's you."

John was called many things in his life, but breeding bull was a first.

"Are you sure?" He asks, embarrassed.

"I tasted your cum for that, and through the taste I noticed there won't be any negative reaction if we... exchange fluids."

John kept quiet, still shocked with the situation.

"But before we proceed, you have to agree with something first."

"Hm?" He grunted confused.

"You have to say 'I am a breeding bull, mate me'." She said in a sultry needy voice.

John stares her wide eye with his mouth opened

"Is it really necessary?"

She gave him the saddest puppy eyes a tall cow woman could give.

"Ok... I am a breeding bull, please mate me."

With a quick motion, she stood up with John on her shoulder and carried him inside her house like he was a captured prey.

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E ai gurizada?

That's right, Farm Cow will be the first one, then we'll go with Puppy Dragon and Wasp.

I will not lie or be falsely modest.

Despite being generated with AI, I am very proud of the Farm Cow image.

If you follow me on X(twitter) you can see spoilers and images from other fics of mine.

Let's go to the comments:

--BobDylan:

Good stuff, dude.

I'm enjoying thenway you use the AI images, it gives an idea of what they look like in a much better sense than just descriptions.

--Response= Thanks, the images have 2 functions, to help readers and... to "inspire" me.

--Sinderq1:

Capítulo no Natal? Bom demais. Feliz Natal Autor????????

--Response= This one was ready, all that was left to do was edit it.