FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

(dire wolfman, human, M/F, cuck, transformation, TFTG, consensual )

Bella walked through the village, on the way to visit her daughter. The fading evening sunlight lit up the brightly painted walls of the Mediterranean villas each one, pristine and proud. These at least showed no signs of the genteel invasion happening around them. The signs of this were everywhere else. There was nobody to be seen, unless they were scaly or furry. The woman passed confidently through the masses of monsters, knowing that if she showed weakness she would fall prey to them.

Most watched her with surprise and confusion as she walked unconcernedly between their myriad strange shapes. She just nodded politely to most, and cheerily called out those she recognised by name. They crept around her and made their odd, slightly confused noises, raised forelegs hesitantly in a returning wave, and looked like they had been caught by their parents doing something naughty. Bella had an air of authority about her like that.

The surprise couldn't last and a dire wolf stood in front of her and reared up onto his hind legs. He was a delicious combination of humanoid and lupine, shimmering silvery grey fur over powerful muscle. His masculine musk rolled off him and into her nostrils.

He was confident, intimidating but not terrifying. He snuffled at her chest to take in her scent of arousal. And found none.

“Excuse me," said Bella politely, and walked around him.

The beast lowered his ears and snuffled at her dress as she walked on. He kept with her for a few paces, now looking submissive, and stretched out his throat for a rub. The farmer just ignored him. She knew what he was trying to do.

No doubt his show had worked on other humans. They would have shown some weakness and he would have torn off their clothes and ravished them as they gave in to their own passion. The monsters didn't take by force, unless that was what appealed to their victims, but humans never seemed to be too far from falling prey to them one way or another. Bella just had to smell receptive and she would get mobbed with monster flesh, and taken, transformed, added to their horde.

But she simply wasn't turned on by them. And that was that.

She passed a park bench. A horde of kobolds squirmed and snuggled on it. In their midst was a human, slowly giving into the scaly creature's charms. They rubbed and stroked and licked him as he writhed under their scaly flesh, his own body gradually changing to match theirs, becoming harder to tell apart in the squirming scrum.

“Hi José," said Bella in a friendly way to the monster's victim. He blushed and buried himself deeper into their mass, out of sight.

Bella stopped by another kobold, who was still clothed and holding a tray of baklava and olives. They both watched as a car drew alongside a house. The man urgently motioned for a woman to get into his car. She did, then chuckled softly, said “too late" and threw the car keys out of the window.

Bella nodded with satisfaction as she watched the man being overpowered, physically by the woman as she transformed and then by her animal musk. He put up a token resistance before he buried his head into her increasingly furry cleavage.

The kobold nudged Bella politely and motioned towards his tray. The woman noticed there wasn't a cash box or prices.

“Hmmm… what will they turn me into?" she asked, frankly. The kobold twitched his tail. Then he described the effects of each, with the enthusiasm of an artist describing his creations. Bella nodded and reciprocated his interest.

“So how's the invasion going on?" she interrupted eventually. “How many are left?"

The kobold eyed the farmer warily. To him Bella was a human and essentially still a foe waiting conversion. But she was also, well, Bella. They all knew Bella.

“There's five households left," he replied. Once these two are done we'll chase the family next door to their car and they can leave. Two others are receptive and will give in to our, uhh, persuasion. The last two aren't budging. So I'm going to knock on their door and give it to 'em straight."

“Ohh?" asked Bella, “give what to them straight?"

“The Migration's going to expand and cover up the village in just a couple of hours, Miss," said the kobold. “Then all the human technology will crumble. No more houses or cars, just naked and defenceless humans. Just in time for the _other_ monsters to show up."

Bella kept her gaze at the car, which was busily rocking. A huge claw broke through the window. Human groans turned little by little to needy animal growls.

“The dumb monsters, miss," continued the kobold, knowing he'd have to explain. “They love humans, but in the err, _culinary_ sense. We can't control them and we can't protect the humans from them. But one mouthful of my sweets and you can be safe from them, and you can stay. No sex, just a bit of squirming on the ground and then you're one of us."

“…ohh…" said Bella.

“Yeah," replied the kobold.

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In one of the last remaining houses with human occupants, Ophelia anxiously thumbed through the village message board app on her phone. The history showed posts from men saying they would attack any monster that dared to approach their homes. Neighbours anxiously asking about the fate of loved ones. Folks saying they had been turned and it wasn't really a big deal, followed by lots of rows and traitor accusations. As of ten minutes ago the messages stopped with the Internet outage and their world had suddenly shrank and became tiny and lonely.

The Garcias next door were going to come round to form a common defence, but now they were snake people. Ophelia and Viktor had to hear it happening. It was really… something.

There was a polite knock on the back door, then the handle wiggled and a familiar grunt of annoyance came from outside. Ophelia jumped to her feet and she and her husband pulled away the barricade as fast as she could. The woman unlocked the door, yanked it open and urgently motioned Bella in.

“Mother!" Exclaimed Ophelia, “you're okay? How?"

The farmer shrugged. “I know the rules," she answered simply. “So you didn't get out at the start when you could?"

“Well, I mean…" said Viktor, “this is our village. Our home…"

“You got my text?" asked Ophelia. “My warning? You could have left too!"

“I had a chat with the monsters," replied Bella. We figured out a way I can stay on my farm. You too, Though you may find it a bit-“

The living room window shattered as a huge brown furry shape hurtled through it. Ophelia and Victor screamed in horror and backed away as the entity landed on two paws and uncurled into a seven foot tall, wolf-like beast. Bella simply looked at the monster as he stalked forward, tail whipping, a handful of wounds from the glass seeping a little through his shimmering coat, then swiftly healing.

“Hah, how impatient," said Bella with a confident chuckle.

Ophelia and Viktor grasped each other tightly and as one backed away from the beast, who advanced upon them. Bella rubbed his head as he went past her.

“What… what should we do?" asked Ophelia, seeing Bella unharmed. The woman pondered.

“Take your panties off and hand them to me."

“What- why would that help?" asked Viktor incredulously.

Their bodies pressed up against the opposite wall. Ophelia reached into her skirt and reluctantly tugged down her intimate underclothes. The wolf watched her and tilted his head curiously. The woman stepped out of the pair and threw them to her mother.

Bella caught the dainty piece of cloth and dangled it in front of her. The beast turned and padded over to the woman. He took a series of sniffs at the panties.

The couple slowly pulled away from the wall, watching the dire wolf with trepidation.

The monster panted. Between his legs his fur parted before a vivid red finger, which emerged and thickened. The creature turned and reared up, his manhood pointing at the shaking woman.

“That's not helping!" she said, a mixture of fear and anger in her voice.

“Well, that's only part of the plan," said Bella with a wry grin, “the next thing is for you to do, Ophie , is sit down on the couch and open your legs nice and wide for him."

Ophelia looked at her mother with shock and betrayal.

“Let him mount you and take you. Let him transform you into a wolf."

“How could you?" protested Ophelia, holding tight to her husband. “I'd never-“

Bella's smile widened a little. “We can all smell you're interested," she replied. “Your nipples are showing through your top. Your eyes are dilated. You keep glancing at his cock."

Ophelia squirmed. “How… dare you… I'm your daughter!"

“And I know you well. You're ripe, you want this."

“I w-won't let him do this!" protested Viktor.

Bella walked casually to the couple. She lightly placed a hand on his shoulder.

“Well, now you can't stop them."

Ophelia, shivering, looked at the beast. He wagged his tail.

“Well, I mean, we don't have any choice," she said, maybe a little too quickly for her own dignity.

The wolf looked sharply at Bella. She raised her eyes to the ceiling.

“Okay, yes. You could run away, the both of you," she said. “Just be confident, like how I got here, they won't stop you."

Then she smiled. “But then you don't get to feel a wolf cock in you. You don't get to be fucked by a monster right in front of your husband and your mother."

Sophia bit her lip. “I… as I said, I don't think I have any choice…"

She stepped out of her husband's embrace and towards the creature.

“I can't believe this is happening!" said the man, looking from his step mother to his wife and to the huge beast watching and licking his maw.

“You'll watch it all," said Bella casually, “and then you'll be next. And then we'll form a nice little wolf pack."

“I-“ started Ophelia, looking the monster up and down before she slowly sat down on the edge of the couch.

The huge male crouched, but still loomed over her. Ophelia watched his movements and and could tell that he was watching her back, gauging her reactions. He was assertive but not terrifyingly so, reaching out to run his claws over her body, pulling back as he gauged her fear, gave her time to get used to his huge grasp, reapplying his touch more tenderly. Ophelia started to feel like a cat adjusting to the touch of her giant owner, except it wasn't only the caress she found herself wanting, but his whole soft body to press onto - and into - her.

She looked nervous as he hooked a claw on her shirt and slowly dragged downwards, breaking the buttons open.

Ophelia's breaths shuddered as her breasts peeped free. The monster relaxed, paused, then cut through her bra and pulled it away, making her breasts spill out of her ruined clothes.

The woman looked up at her mother and tried to close her top, then yelped as the beast brought his head down and slipped his long tongue between her fingers, wetting her soft domes.

“Nothing I've not seen before," Sophia says with a matronly chuckle. “It feels good, doesn't it."

Ophelia flushed deeply. But she let the dire wolf lap warmly, wetly at her nipples.

Slowly, surely, she opened her legs wide. Her skirt hitched up and her black pubic hair glinted with deep arousal.

“Hhhh…"

“I need to…," said Viktor as the wolf slowly covered her with her flesh, causing her to make a deep if embarrassed moan.

“I'm holding you back," replied Bella, “so you can only watch."

Her hold on him was the lightest of touches on his shoulder. He looked at her then back at his wife as she slowly fell back against the seat. Bella smiled a little smugly. She knew them _both_ well. She gave him an excuse not to act.

The monster's fluffy hips shifted and pressed against the woman's hips. She couldn't help but close her legs around his rump.

“O… oohhhh…" quavered Ophelia, “he… ahhh… he's going in! I can feel him… oh ffff…"

“Good girl," said Bella softly.

Ophelia looked guiltily at her husband as the wolf withdrew and thrust himself deep once more. Then her eyes rolled upwards and she grunted ferally, pressing her hands into the thin fur of his summer coat. His heavy, hot cock filled her, then slipped free, and delved into her again and again.

“Ahhh, hhahhh, hhhh, hahhh," she groaned, her utterances increasing in passion each time she was taken. Soon they started to sound more like growls.

“Wonderful," said Bella with satisfaction. “You're changing for him already! You must be enjoying this!"

She felt Viktor's shoulder tense. She came in close, pressed her body against his back, rested her chin on his other shoulder.

“You can hear his cock going into your wife," she taunted softly into his ear. “Slick, slick. And her clothes are tightening on her body. He's changing her. And she's loving it!"

At his waist his hands curled into fists. But between them his jeans were tented tightly at his crotch. He shivered.

“Ohhh, ohhhh!" wailed Ophelia. She shuddered hard against the beast and came, her juices soaking into the couch. She howled, her face stretching forward into a snout, her shirt tearing open to let her eight furry breasts hang free.

“I see she just can't stop," said Bella approvingly. “She wants him to cum in her."

The two locked tight together, Ophelia now nearly his size, grey-brown hairs erupting from her skin, her frame growing heavy and muscled, monstrous like her lover's. The dire wolf howled and gripped his mate tight as he shuddered and his semen pulsed out to saturate her lupine birthing canal, their pleasure fluids splashing out and soaking into her furry crotch.

“I… don't want to lose her," said Viktor, defeated. The room filled with the rich stink of the male's cum.

Bella gently stepped forwards, guiding him with her towards the two. He looked upon their giant bodies.

She softly brought him down onto his hands and knees. His head was just a foot away from his wife's furry loins, the wolf's spunk trickling free from his impalement. Their heady lupine smell hung heavily in the air.

Bella took his hand and guided it to their join. He could feel a fleshy lump through his wife's flesh, the wolf's knot at the base of his penis fixing himself within her.

“Hee, she couldn't get free if she tried," said Bella, “seems she's happy there though."

Viktor gently rubbed his monster wife's abdomen, unsure how to respond.

“Can you smell your wife on him?" asked Bella with a grin. “He just fucked your wife, turned her into a monster. Now, what are you going to do about that?"

Viktor looked up at the massive beast, tied to his wife, with no idea what he could do.

Bella gentle guided his head further forwards until it pressed against their bond.

To her satisfaction she watched him start to lick at them. She stroked his hair as he lapped at their juices, groomed them with embarrassed, wet licks.

In time the male beast pulled himself free of his mate, eliciting a grumbling growl from Ophelia as his softening knot came free with a heavy, sloppy, slick noise. Ophelia looked down at her human husband as he completely gave in and enthusiastically lapped at their cum as it spilled from her loins. Then over at her mother as she smiled with satisfaction.

“Now, let's add you to the pack," said Bella to Viktor. She opened a hand to reveal a small piece of baklava, wrapped in a tissue.

The man looked at it suspiciously. The monster juices had already turned his eyes black.

“Just trust your mother in law," she said with a chuckle. “It will turn you female, so you can be taken next."

Viktor looked at her with alarm. He tried to say something but his words were garbled with his long canine tongue and sharp teeth.

“Don't you want to become an, ahhh, lady wolf, for him? Have that big cock in you, so both you and your wife can smell of him?"

Ophelia, panting softly, watched her mother working secret kinks in her and her husband, that she never even realised she had. She sat naked in Bella's presence, her wolf body shedding the pungent smell of sex, vulnerable yet… content, especially in the afterglow. Viktor stuck out his long, now canine tongue and let her place the cake on it. He was going to change next, for Bella and the male that she wanted them to be mated to. Like the animals on her farm.

Ophelia looked down at her changed body. She was huge now. She could stop it. And yet, she was curious, and hot, somehow she enjoyed being debased, manipulated like this.

The monster male watched, manhood dangling, still partly aroused, a deep red finger sated and wet.

“Ahhh.. A-aaahhhh!" shrieked Viktor, his voice rising, his features softening. They all watched his body subtly reshape, his hips widening, his chest swelling under his shirt.

“Good," said Bella. “Put your butt up in the air. Present yourself for your mate."

Viktor eyed his wife, unsure if this was, despite everything that had happened, somehow not right. Ophelia ran a claw over his head.

Up went his rump, fuller now, stretching at his trousers. The dire wolf snuffled at his crotch, grinned toothily.

Bella reached around and undid Viktor's belt. She yanked down his pants, revealing the twin domes of his - her butt cheeks. Her penis was part way through being swallowed up by her new vagina, the labia closing softly around the tip.

“Good girl," said Bella. “Is your lovely new pussy ready for the big bad wolf?"

Viktor blushed and hid her face in her wife's fluffy crotch. Her slit was soaked and added its pheromones to the funk in the air.

The dire wolf crouched down over the woman. His vivid red penis tip pressed against the dwindling nub that remained of Viktor's manhood and pressed it into her labia. He grunted with satisfaction as he slowly eased his staff into her, causing her juices to spill free down her legs.

Viktor gasped at the sensation of the wolf cock filling her new chasm, pushing her flesh apart, making her ache with satisfaction and some dull pain. Somewhere in there her flaccid penis was pressed into her vaginal walls, bullied by this enormous intruder.

The beast's second mate was buried under his huge, fuzzy body as he settled into his rhythm, the room quiet but for the wet noises of Viktor's vagina being sundered, her soft, feminine but increasingly gruff grunts, the male's heavy panting.

Ophelia and Bella watched the little human increase in size and bulk under the wolf, her body transforming for him as she satisfied his lust, took his length. Viktor doubled in size then stopped, smaller than the other two.

Bella nodded with satisfaction. “The changes follow your will. She wants to be the smallest. Looks like she knows her place."

Viktor blushed wildly under her emerging fur and her ears flattened. She was still a lot bigger than Bella, but the human's personality made her seem larger still. The wolf woman felt like she was being changed to suit her somehow, like an animal on her farm. Still… she did know her place, under this huge, powerful male, shifting to suit his desire, looking forward to being the vessel of his cum.

The very thought caused her to race towards climax. She yelped and gruffled as his thrusts pushed her to orgasm. She howled with release while the beast pressed on, gripping her tightly, fucking her so hard that her hind feet left the ground with each surge.

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Bella looked down fondly at the fulfilled monsters at her feet. The male and Viktor still panted from their fresh exertions. Then she felt a strange tingling on her skin.

Oh, am I changing too? she thought. I was sure I was being careful…

She looked down at the sensation and realised it was actually coming from her clothes disintegrating against her flesh. She watched with fascination as her blouse split and turned to dust. Her work jeans split at the seams but otherwise remained whole.

The blouse is polyester, she thought, the jeans are mostly cotton. Natural fabrics.

It's the Migration, it destroys technology, like plastics.

it's passed over the house!

All around her the furniture changed. Wood just lost its varnish, but the couches ruptured as the foam stuffing popped into dust. The TV fell over and shrivelled on the floor

The entire house creaked alarmingly. The ceiling plaster cracked and sputtered, showering them all with white particles.

“I, uhh, think we need to-“

“Geerr aaarrlll!" shouted Ophelia through her new snout.

Above them they heard the roof collapsing onto the upper floor. Brickwork remained whole but the mortar between them crumbled. They all quickly realised they were standing under several tons of now extremely unstable masonry.

The wolf male rose but he was still tied to Viktor. He grumbled and instead covered his mate with his flesh, pressing her against the ground.

The front door dropped off its hinges and revealed the outside world. Ophelia reached out with her great paws, picked up her dawdling mother like a rag doll and threw her through the doorway.

Bella sailed through the air, landed on the front lawn and rolled sloppily, the world blurring into whirling colour and confusion. She heard an awful crunch as the entire house fell in on itself behind her.

“Ophelia!" she called out with horror as she hauled herself painfully to her elbows. She turned to look at the wreckage that buried her daughter, Viktor and the beast.

Okay, this isn't _that_ bad, she forced herself to reason. They were all monsters now, they were very strong, tough and she had seen beasts like them walk around with the sorts of wounds that would kill humans in minutes, and be all healed up in an hour or so.

The human got up unsteadily and rubbed her elbows. She saw a hulking, unfamiliar spiky monster nearby snuffling through the wreckage of a nearby house.

“Uhhh. Hello?" Bella called out. “Can you help me? There's, uhh, some of your kind buried under here and maybe…"

The creature turned around. Some thing was… off… about it, Bella realised with a rapidly increasing unease.

It took a look at her and tilted its head. Then lolloped towards her with purpose. Its face, its actions, bore none of those little humanlike expressions that she saw in the monsters she knew. It just showed alien, animal intent.

It had to be one of the dumb ones that the kobold mentioned, she realised. The hungry ones. And she had just called it over!

“Down boy!" commanded Bella, pointing at it, with only the trace of panic in her voice. The creature didn't show any of the confusion or docility she hoped she could elicit. Instead its gait turned into a four-legged gallop. Its knife-like spines swung in the air and bit into the dirt which had once been the road.

The human screamed, backed away, then broke into a flat run.

There's monsters in the distance, too far away, maybe they're dumb too? I'm _fucked_!

To the left of her some rubble shifted, then a large furry shape erupted forth. It closed on Bella and swept her up into fluffy darkness.

“Ppphhhh…" spluttered the human from amongst the furry mammaries surrounding her, mercifully blotting out her sight. Behind her there was a shrill shrieking accompanied by two familiar but now very menacing snarls.

“Arrree youuurr okaaay mamaaarr?" asked the beast as she cradled the little human form.

“Mmm…" said Bella. “Mmmphhh… okay… thanks."

A little distance away there was snapping, tearing, snarling, thrashing, crunching.

“Are they, uhh, fighting?" asked Bella. “Are they _winning_?"

“Yess, mamaa," said Ophelia, working carefully on getting her words intact through her canine jaws.

As Viktor and the male wolf set into the spiky monster she watched the fight warily, protecting her mother with her bulk. She probed her thoughts and feelings curiously. She could tell she was about the same in personality, though her new lupine instincts were a mixed bag. She was still protective of her mother, but the ferocity of the fight just made her wary. As a human she would have been quivering in a corner and trying not to throw up.

Ophelia saw that Viktor also wasn't his… her old human self either. She was a frenzy of teeth and fur. Meanwhile the male calmly and efficiently butchered their foe, like fighting was his way of life. And maybe it was, for a wild monster.

She felt her mother shivering with each screech and growl.

“It's not goinng too get yoou…" said Ophelia, softly, but firmly.

She cradled her mother soothingly. Then a hand snaked out of the fuzzy darkness and patted the wolf daughter on her head.

“Good girl," Bella replied with a reasonable attempt at confidence.

“I…" started the wolf. “Okay?"

Her mother was reasserting herself, she realised.

The spiked monster loped away, then turned and pounced again, trying to get at the human. The wolves tore into it again. And again.

“That thing is very… persistent," said Bella chirpily. “It'd be a great guard for the farm…"

“Nooo," replied Ophelia firmly. “Annywaay, you have uss. Ass yoouu… planned…"

“Hah," laughed Bella, the fear mostly gone as her confident nature resurfaced, “not really a plan, more… taking an opportunity that presented itself. You don't want to leave. I don't want to leave. Or be eaten."

“I'm now a monster," said Ophelia, accusingly.

“Yep," said Bella, matter-of-factly.

Bella squirmed out of her grip just as the growls had stopped. She watched the spiked beast, covered in deep wounds, sloping away. Viktor and the male trotted after it for a few meters, watching it warily

By now a hoard of other monstrous shapes had quickly surrounded the human and her wolf pack. Creatures she knew, and ones that were clearly once human but had fallen to the invasion, walking unsteadily on new legs and waggling new limbs, rubbing unfamiliar scaly, feathery, knobbly, smooth, slimy hides.

Bella unconcernedly climbed up onto her daughter's back. Ophelia rolled her dark eyes and let her, reluctantly crouching over onto all fours.

“Time for us to be off, she said. “If any of you are looking for a bit of work," she called out, “in return for all the food you can eat, come on over to the farm! I'm sure you know which one!"

And with that she smiled down at her mount and away they paced, the two other wolves shrugging, then falling into position behind her.

The once-humans looked at each other. They watched the pack withdraw, murmured, then got to learning how to be their new selves.