FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

A new beginning PT2 By: PoseidonOil2077

he felt drowsy as he lied In his bed feeling the breeze and smelling the sea air, the waves forming a calming rhythm, eventually the fennec fox opened his eyes looking up at the log roof of the beach side house. He sat up and looked out from the large glass window to the golden sand of the beach. There was a volley ball net set up and near the far end of it an array of folding chairs and tables stacked with coolers and containers filled with food and drink. Micky moved away from the window and out the bedroom into the large bathroom taking of his boxers and stepping into the large shower. Standing there in the shower water flowing through his fur he looked over his body he squeezed his ass cheeks with both paws feeling most of his fat down there, it was perfect maybe he should wear something tight to show it off. “ I see your awake” the masculine voice stepping into the shower taking one paw to a ass cheek and another to Micky’s chest, as he held his head over the right shoulder of the bleary-eyed fennec, the fox turned his head and felt energy created from nowhere as he stared with a mix of lust and love into the coyotes eyes they shared a brief kiss but then coyote broke off. “You just got out of the we can’t be heading back there yet” he said playfully as he went to get dressed Micky felt a sense of happiness and thought ‘just 6 years ago I thought I was “normal”. He finished up in the shower drying himself and putting on some clothes a pair of shorts a white shirt and over that his nice Hawaiian shirt with pink flamingos, blue plants and black colouring on it, he then grabbed a cap and put it on feeling in a hat mood today. He felt at peace walking down the wooden stairs onto the sandy beach looking up at the house which was the only indication against the untouched natural beauty. He eventually reached the volleyball pitch waving to Lara who was wearing denim shorts and a crop top which displayed the short muscular rats physic while still being modest. Her opponent however Avery the black cat was wearing a tight and revealing bikini which greatly accentuated her thick rear and large breasts. He passed by them glancing for a second at both of them seeing that Zara was winning through her fitness(as usual) as he passed close to Avery she adjusted her bikini and breasts which seemed uncomfortably tight. “ Ah.. you.. finally.. arrived.. I might need a big strong man, to help me apply some sunscreen” Avery said (as usual) with her grin. Micky felt a slight bit of embarrassment as he said nothing. instead sitting into an empty chair grabbing a soda from the cooler on the table next to it. Sitting there letting the drink cool him and feeling the sun from above and wind from the sea gave him hope about the present. Eventually he saw his boyfriend coming over, he was similar in build to Micky but with way more muscle. And he was showing it off wearing a lightly coloured Hawaiian shirt unbuttoned to show off his build and shorts. With his arrival Zara and Avery finished their game with a definite victory for Zara, who moved to sit around the table with Micky and his boyfriend. “ I hope our chef knows what’s she’s doing” Zara muttered to Micky and his boyfriend seemingly in high spirits after her win.

“ha-ha you should count yourself lucky, I won’t stoop to your level with childish jabs and instead prepare this feast with professionalism” Avery said while fiddling with the grill

“ I hope your as good at grilling as making lewd remarks, Avery” Micky added to Zara’s initial comment.

“well cooking and seduction are similar it’s just a matter of the right ingredients and you never using cucumbers in either” Avery proclaimed as she placed burgers and hotdogs on the grill.

“ Speaking from experience?” mickey’s boyfriend asked with a smile on his face.

“okay I was with an attractive young ferret in a super market after closing time and we were at the produce Isle..”

“NO” the other three yelled In unison wanting to keep their appetite for today. After 30 minutes of small talk and cooking Avery served the food, hotdogs, burgers, fries and chicken wings. “Thank you Avery” said micky

“yeah looks great” Micky’s boyfriend followed up

“I may have overdone it but it let me flex my skills and will give us some leftovers for tomorrow” Avery explained filling her plate.

Micky took a plate of fries and a burger he did feel pretty hungry. The fries were perfect, slightly seasoned with spice and salt the sauce they had made it even better he shovelled handful after handful of fries. Once they were done it time for the main event it was heavenly the sauce, toppings, expertly cooked patty and bun melded perfectly in the mouth and worked well with fries and a cold drink. Before he knew it he was grabbing a second portion he took it a little slower this time not wanting to ruin his appetite even though he still felt hungry. By the time he’d had a 9th burger, 11 portions of fries and drinks it had been 4 hours and the party was wrapping up Micky went back up to the house feeling the effects of his overeating as he stepped up the stairs through the back door he stopped to catch his breath. He decided to save time and pulled his unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt and under shirt off he felt his bloated Belly hang out Infront of him, he rubbed it to relive some pressure and he then continued his waddle to the bathroom. He looked in the wall sized mirror “holy fuck” he looked like he swallowed a beach ball. Micky rested his stomach on the sink watching how it hung over the side of it, the contrast between his unaffected chest and legs it was the hottest thing Micky had done to himself. “oh my god” it was his boyfriend, micky turned, he felt a pang of guilt not telling his boyfriend about his fetish.

With a knowing look he said “ I didn’t know your pregnant!” he moved towards him and stroked micky’s belly with his hands in a round motion. He felt so Alive right now, and his boyfriend was happy to oblige. One hand explored his engorged stomach and his other on his thigh feeling the fat down there. Micky kissed him and took led him to the bedroom and said “ I’ve been waiting years to do something like this”

“I hope I meet your expectations, love” his boyfriend whispered back clearly just as aroused.

Hours later after a very intense time in the bedroom micky felt a piercing headache and woke up “ow god what the hell?” he muttered noticing his location. He was in a hospital and had bandages around his head, 'things from that dream felt familiar his hands on my stomach last night in the museum with the lynx, fuck and fat magic as well? That couldn’t have been real, wait the stuff Zara said this morning oh FUCK. Please don’t tell me I got outed to my roommate/ friend by that clueless idiot, now I have to tell her I’m not gay I’m just bisexual now or it’s gonna be awkward forever.’ A doctor walked in a old mountain goat who seemed experienced and patient. “You should consider yourself incredibly lucky mister breyne”

Micky felt out of the loop on something important here “what do you mean?” he was wishing he could go back to sleep and wake up next to his boyfriend again.

He explained further “ how you got hit by that rock the size of the wound and the bleeding it was a miracle you haven’t suffered any permanent brain damage”

“ That’s very good news I assume” Micky answered feeling a bit overwhelmed

“ Unfortunately you need to stay here to allow the wound to heal along with the stitches” the doc said while looking at a clipboard. He then handed micky a small mirror, it was just bandages on his head, “some of your hair was removed to allow for the stitches” the doc added

“oh uh would I be able to call someone?” Micky thought he should probably tell his parents he’d just won a coin flip against cranial mutilation but probably not like that.

“just need to finish up here, your phone was gone or broken when you got here but there’s a landline outside” he pointed outwards to the sterile hospital corridor with coloured guides on the floor.

“thank you doctor for everything” Micky knew this guy deserved all the thanks in the world.

“I’m just doing my job son” he replied leaving the room gently closing the door. Micky limped out of bed everything felt misplaced but familiar, like his body was mirrored while he was out. He went out the door to the phone on the wall and looked at the instructions on it which weren’t worth a damn when you don’t remember any phone number except emergency service: 919, Micky didn’t think he needed an ambulance right now and returned to the bed, there was a small corner mounted TV he found the remote and turned it on flicking through channels just to find anything to stop him thinking about a mental soup of homosexual encounters and magical weight gain and how any of this could be reversed. Micky ran his hand through his ears thinking about himself, ‘him 22 year old uncloseted bisexual, that felt weird but he could come around to it although he wouldn’t tell anyone unless they were close. I think I’ll just tell Zara and Avery she did ask that bartender lady if her apartment was close and when her shift ends but she was very drunk that time. Maybe everyone will be okay with me being bi'

‘It was Friday 9th of June 11:52pm rain was pouring leaving the streets of Navarre empty of night life a solemn few car’s dared to venture through the wet night. I had just left the station with new evidence pertaining to a case I was looking into luckily this investigation was open and shut, a fennec fox by the name of Micky breyne was spending tonight in a hospital after a major head injury at a dig site in the greenbank forest one individual with him raised some alarm bells in the PD as he seems to have zero records of existence full stop. Odd but not that worrisome, if he was a career criminal or someone important wanting to stay hidden there would’ve been a back story thicker than war and peace and about as fun to read through. I decided to head to the suspect’s current residence Mr breyne’s apartment shared with a Zara Evans who called emergency services to the ruins in the first place. I would ask a few questions get to know miss Zara and our suspect then go and ask Mr breyne a few questions. I got out of my car taking a folder of brain teasers for the lucky winner, I went up a small set of stairs and through the main entrance, their apartment was no6 on the 2nd floor. I’ll take the stairs, the lynx only 22 and had no birth certificate, medical records, service history or fingerprint on file this was going to take a lot of patience.’

Zara was worried about everything, Micky and the lynx and magic being real that seemed so quaint now with what was In front of her. “hey” Zara looked at the lynx trying to get his attention

“yes?” he responded but seemed incredibly agitated, he was in a world that resembles nothing of what was familiar to him it was justified anger.

Zara explained “do you have a name? Any at all?”

“no I didn’t remember my name” he said firmly

“well I could help you pick a name” she flicked the TV on and scoured the channels looking at names and titles.

“ I guess, um... why are you even helping me it seems like a lot of stress on you?” the lynx felt like he was leeching off of Zara’s kindness.

“ it’s the right thing to do, that’s what makes you a good person doing the right thing when the whole world is telling you otherwise. How about Vaughn?” Zara felt it wise to teach him to do the right thing, hopefully it would calm him down and then they both could get some sleep.

“hmm I guess it works for now” Vaughn said feeling more confident now that he had a name other than the lynx.

“well I guess it’s nice to meet you Vaughn” Zara felt weird that the universe gave her so much power over someone with amnesia pretty much.

Zara prodded “so about Micky, the fennec fox...” Vaughn looked confused “big ears” he nodded but seemed a little caught up in thought, “ are you together... partners?” Zara wanted clear this up now and move on it had been festering in her mind for a while, how Vaughn told her in graphic detail how he felt Micky’s obese form and how he seemed aroused by it as well and Micky too, she just wanted to forget her roommate definitely has a fat fetish and Vaughn does and bury that knowledge.

“he is very attractive and seems great but it was in the moment I promise” Vaughn explained with a blushing face.

“oh okay uhm... I’m proud of you for being so open, but most of the times intimate moments shouldn’t be told to everyone you meet” Zara didn’t want hear anything else about this ever again.

“ are you and him married?” Vaughn was completely clueless.

“NO we are friends, besides he’s gay I think?” Zara couldn’t imagine her with Micky, that just seemed weird in any context.

“What’s a gay?” Vaughn asking a question Zara didn’t have the energy for this.

*knock, knock, knock* Zara heard Knocking from the door and motioned to Vaughn to go into her room once he was in she opened just as the voice started “poli... Ah thank you uhm, detective Jacob Anders.. I was hoping to ask you a few questions about yesterday’s accident involving a Mr breyne.” The confident detective stood there with a buttoned shirt, tie and trench coat hat combo, the maned wolf seemed calm and relaxed standing in the damp apartment corridor.

“yes come in Id be happy to answer any questions you have” Zara gestured for him to enter the apartment living room “is Micky under arrest for something?”

“oh, Mr breyne no of course not he’s still In hospital, the trespassing laws around the dig is bit messy some legal issues over the land. But don’t worry about him, I’m more worried about you and your friend the lynx.”

“his name is Vaughn” Zara said trying to sound confident.

He pulled a notepad from his coat pocket “is that V-A-U-G-H-N just need to write that down, you wouldn’t happen to have a pen? Miss”

“here you go detective” Zara felt drained as was trying to keep Vaughn calm with little sleep since the Wednesday the 6th she was running on fumes and willpower.

“thank you, I know it’s late I just wished to get this done quickly so it’s you folks hair and you can enjoy your weekend in peace without an investigator hanging over ya!” he was seeming upbeat and laid back “ I hope you don’t mind, I will be recording this for archive purposes nothing to be worried about, now let’s start with the question’s: how did you meet this Vaughn fellow?”

“on Wednesday he introduced me to him as a... friend? And he seems pretty harmless.” Zara was hoping there weren’t many questions.

“okay thank you” he wrote something in his notebook “ now by “friends” do you mean Mr breyne and this Mr...”

“McClair, Vaughn McClair” Zara she had lied to a police officer and her tail was moving slightly revealing her fear.

“do you mean Mr breyne and Mr McClair were in a romantic relationship?” the cop seemed interested now but less sure of him self.

She just said “yes” knowing Micky would hate her for this.

“ don’t worry things are a lot more accepting here in the justice system than the southern provinces” he seemed more genuine that time. Zara just sat in the chair quietly unsure of how to respond.

“has Mr McClair told you of his past or any other personal information?” he swapped back to the laid back detective persona.

“no none I can think of” her second count of lying under police questioning.

“shame, not sure if you know but my main goal is to solve a peculiar riddle with your lynx friend at the centre. He seemingly possesses no records or history of existing baring the past three days, in which he got picked up on CCTV outside Mr breyne’s work, the museum and took a taxi with Mr breyne to this apartment and then rode with you to the site of your call. Apart from you, Mr breyne emergency services at the dig site and the taxi driver from the museum, Mr McClair has no record of existence. Now stop trying to shield this adult from consequences, or I will make sure you never see him again ” He had dropped his facade of the off kilter and dopey detective he knew something was very wrong.

Zara was unsure how to respond if she tried to lie wouldn’t she be digging her own grave? But what would happen to Vaughn? An unexplained wonder doesn’t get a normal life if he’s discovered. She felt tears in her eyes not afraid of her fate but Vaughn’s life, his curiosity, lack of human experiences, his life would be gone before he’d lived it. She cried for him.

“ Is he here?” he said getting up

“ yes... in... my... room” Zara said tears falling down her face he moved to the door ready to enter “ Is he dangerous?”

“no” she couldn’t watch anymore

Jacob moved through the door and saw him sleeping on the bed whoever he was didn’t matter Jacob was taking him to the station for further questioning he shook him awake “come on son your coming with me for a few questions” he seemed distant now numbing himself to the pain around him.

“ wait please ZARA HELP ME Don’t let him, I don’t want to GO PLEASE DON’T LET ME GO” Vaughn wailed and screamed as he was led out the apartment and down the elevator it was now 2:23AM Saturday.

‘ his screams echoed into nothing his final scream to one of the only person who really knew him. I couldn’t relate but would should that change things he was nothing and I’d never heard a single soul express raw fear like he did I placed him into the back of the car, she was right he wouldn’t hurt anyone. I.. this kid, I guess today I do something very stupid called redemption.’

“come on, get up”

“ww-w-what?” Vaughn was terrified

“ this is something I don’t want to do to anymore. So go home, I need to think about who I should be” Jacob undid the cuffs and got into the car.

“th-th-th..” Vaughn stuttered unsure of anything

“ Don’t thank me just go, I’ve got a few things to put right” he pulled away and went inside crumpling onto the floor by the stair case. Zara saw him and launched at him with booth in tears they hugged together on the cold floor Zara would never let go of him.

6:43AM Saturday June 10th

“everything seems to have healed nicely and you got a visitor mister breyne” the genial mountain goat then left leaving Micky to his visitor. he sat on the chair next to him.

“ my name is Jacob Anders I went to take your friend the lynx away but in the end I just couldn’t do it, didn’t want to hurt more people, so he’ll have a record in a few weeks. A normal life for who ever he was.”

“thanks”

“its okay, back when I was 14 I finally put together the pieces that I was a trans man, but my family they didn’t want that they tried fixing me, in the end the only thing that broke was my sense of happiness, hope about life. I saw the same thing in the lynx’s eyes, same fear eclipsing happiness and hope I realized how many times I did that before, so never again”

“you don’t need to face things from here alone, I know from experience being alone just worsens things” Micky saw the pain In his face

“I don’t think you should be forced to deal with my issues, you and your friends have your life’s to live” he seemed content but pained

“well it sure as shit seems like we’re dealing with your issues now Jacob” Micky smiled as he said his shitty joke

“he he, I guess your right about that” he seemed a lot more happy but laughed more at Micky than the jokes content “ I’ve always needed people to talk to...”

“ well can you give me your phone number?” Micky was handed his phone and wrote his number on a bit of paper folding it and placing it under a glass “ I think next week will be free for me, on account of my brain injury. You could come to the apartment?” Micky muse.

Jacob had tears in his eyes, he may finally live happy “that would be nice thank you. Sorry I forgot to ask how is your head?”

“ It’s feeling pretty good right now”