FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

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(*Note: The focus character of this chapter is a trans girl. Feminine terms like ‘pussy’, will be used for her private parts.)

The iron weapon gleamed in the moonlight, before shattering the opponent before it with ease. The robot's foreleg flew to the side, exposing its circuitry, and the hunk of scrap iron was quickly dispatched soon after, as a second and third axe came down to crush its mainframe.

The owner of these three fearsome hatchets was Sazae, holding one such weapon in three of her hands, with the fourth one containing a small buckler. Fully committing to the phrase "offense is the best defense", the small shield did much less to protect her body than the three axes did, keeping any opponents with half a brain far away from the dangerous berserker.

Possessing four arms, each with a physique tough enough to make bandits think twice about approaching her, Sazae used her strength to charge into combat whenever the opportunity arose, cleaving enemies into pieces with the force of her axes. Her red hair, bandaged top and large, worn trousers had somewhat become her signature look, since she cared little for the comforts of civilization if it wasn't to sharpen her weaponry.

After all, battles could be found most easily out in the wilderness, where monsters lurked in the shadows. And yet, this particular monster was out in broad daylight, flexing her muscles and inviting anyone daring enough to take her on to try.

Though axes were her specialty, she was more than capable of dispatching her foes with whatever improvised weapon was in the vicinity. From rocks to spears to bottles to guns, there was very little which did not become a lethal instrument in Sazae's hands.

And on a night like this, she was let loose on this abandoned scrapyard she'd scouted out the day prior, hacking down the cobbled-together robots and other creatures which had made the isle of waste a home for themselves. Fights over the remaining functioning devices in the scrap heap were intense, just the adrenaline-fueled brawl that she was looking for. Not that robots were likely to use adrenaline as fuel, but it was certainly what kept her excited and fighting through the night, even though visibility had greatly reduced, and the stars were concealed behind a layer of thick clouds.

"Hell yeah, come and get some!"

With a wide-arching swing of an axe, another broken bot was added to the pile, intended to attract further scavengers to the site of Sazae's rampage, mainly so she could have fresh meat to keep her streak going. But unfortunately for her, the formerly consistent stream of challengers had dried up. Whatever monsters yet remained in this robot graveyard had decided to steer clear of the rampaging beast, lest she turn her attention to them and decide to catch her next prey.

With a disappointed huff, Sazae looked all around from up top the hill of metal she'd created, squinting to make out any sort of movement or sign of life that could provide her some further entertainment. But the place remained silent as a grave, the faint twitching of demolished machinery getting her hopes up only to dash them again just as fast.

With a sigh, Sazae sat down and took a reluctant break from her favorite workout activity. The axes she'd grinded on these bots were showing some slight signs of wear, but considering she could just as easily use anything else to bash their circuits in, she wasn't too worried about bludgeoning instead of cutting, with her brute-force approach to combat.

Unable to stand the silence, she jumped up from her iron throne, rushing down the hill again to go on the hunt for further fun to be had. The surrounding landscape was filled with the of trash cans, dumpsters and mountains of garbage, none of them looking too different from the last one she had went by.

At the very least, Sazae could make a game of crossing the terrain, hopping from vantage point to vantage point to avoid stepping on anything that was too sharp or wet. As she went along her way, pools of liquid became a more common sight as the scrapyard started to border on a marsh, absorbing quite a bit of the loose soil and puddles into its own region. Ordinarily this would have been nothing more than a destruction of nature by industrial waste, but at the meeting point of these two monster habitats, a new threat had emerged.

"Ughhh, is there really nothing at all around here?" Sazae moaned. "Come out already, you cowards!"

Her search had continued to be fruitless, however, as there seemed to be noone there to respond to her taunts. She lazily walked atop a ruined wall cutting between the discarded trash, using the remnants of construction in the area as a replacement for a proper path.

Just when all hope for another proper battle seemed lost, something stirred below the trash bag she’d just placed her foot on. Kicking the waste container down the hill did little to unearth whatever had just moved, however, and Sazae was once again mystified by whatever creature was scurrying around down there. After all, there weren’t actually too many things that liked to live in a polluted area like this, safe for robots, who weren’t bothered by the mess, and scavengers, who were after what little useable scrap remained in the pile.

“Ooh, I saw that! You better not make me come down and get you myself.” she said. “If you show yourself now, I promise I’ll make it quick.”

Just after the words left her mouth, ripples shot across the pond on the other side of the wall, and with them, the very water seemed to lift from its basin, exposing a rather large slime bigger than two people to the cool night air. Having been focused on whatever hid beneath the trash, Sazae turned around just barely in time to knock off the beast’s gooey tentacle with a well-timed swing, sending the severed blob of slime matter back into the pond.

But her response to the gurgling giant surfacing from the water was a self-satisfied grin, thrilled to have discovered a huge opponent to sink her axes into. Sazae readied her weapons by her side, and took her battle stance.

“Alright, you’re on!”

She leapt forwards and off of the crumbling wall, when a second, black slime emerged from the trash heap behind her, slamming down onto the section she was just standing on. With a whistle, the airborne fighter readied to swing, and fell towards the green slime in front of her, cutting into the slime’s gooey body with her three blades simultaneously.

The weapons easily sunk into it, using their momentum to dive ever deeper into the folds of the slime, until they completed their swing at the center. Sazae smirked, sure of victory. But the parts of the slime that she had cut through had already regenerated, and in actuality, the blunt bludgeoning tools seemed to have done little to no damage to the creature made almost entirely of viscous liquid. As it continued to move and create more tentacles to resume its attack, Sazae grimaced and tried to ready herself for yet another strike.

But try as she might, she could not manage to pull her arms out of the regenerated slime. The membrane on its outer parts had reformed, and with little to no liquid to absorb for this huge monster, it's insides were actually quite sticky.

With all four of her arms and tools lodged inside the slime, no amount of physical force seemed capable of setting her free, as the remarkably sticky center clung to her like superglue to a fly. Sazae bucked her hips to pull back, and tried leveraging her leg strength to get rid of the annoying slime, but this proved just as inefficient, not moving the overgrown slime even an inch. Meanwhile, the liquid lifeform slowly pooled on top of her arms, slowly moving its huge form out of the pool and onto the garbage heaps behind her.

But before she could finish her struggle with the slime moving at snail-like speeds, the black sludge behind her made a move of its own, flinging a gooey black tentacle across the wall like a whip, and landing a resounding smack on Sazae’s ass.

“Argh! You fucking slimeballs!” she moaned.

The force of the sticky tentacle ripped what little remained of her battle-torn trousers right off of her butt, exposing Sazae’s cheeks to the cool night air. But a little below that also hung her decently sized cock, now free from its thin veil of fabric. That said, the slimes had little to no regard for either of these things, choosing instead to regard the fighter’s privates as just another target.

And not a moment later, a second tentacle delivered a hefty slap between Sazae’s legs, making her yelp with her dick bouncing about. Despite her protests, the territorial slime kept up its assault on her ass, cheeks growing redder with each smack.

While Sazae was busy trying to get her butt out of the way of the slime’s assault, the slime she was still stuck in had moved over to her left and started rearing up.

“Gh, what the hell do you think you’re-”

She couldn’t finish her sentence, as the slime moved apart and reformed itself behind her, moving her four arms behind her back along with it. An old chain was suddenly wrapped around her upper limbs, undoubtably something the slime had picked up from the trash below. Sazae’s curses and struggles couldn’t break the chain, however, and soon enough the slime had tied it into a tight enough knot to ensure she couldn’t move an inch.

With that done, the slime’s membrane softened, and Sazae’s limbs were released from their slimy prison. The relief was only momentary for her, though, as her lack of stability meant that she’d fall over, face-first into the trash heap with her ass still embarrassingly stuck in the air, mouth muffled by whatever plastic she’d planted her face in. Although still furious, with no way to move her arms, there was no outlet for her aggression in sight.

Her rage was then interrupted by a cold, wet sensation pushing up against her raised behind.

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Bloated and without enough liquid to sustain its large body, these slimes were looking for a good place to deposit their surplus of fluid, creating new slimes. It was something akin to a breeding process for a species without sexes or a direct body. In a place with no natural life in reach, there wasn’t a good place to dump it, but thankfully, they’d finally discovered an organic being that could be suitable for taking on their many extra ounces of slime.

Though Sazae was, of course, entirely clueless about slime reproduction habits. Nevertheless, the tentacle invading her hole got the idea across pretty well, sticking her legs in place while slowly sliding the slick, gelatinous appendage into her pussy. Stretching her lower lips with its extra volume, the tentacle probed her insides, slipping in and out to gape her even further.

The weight of the fluid pumping in and out of her slammed her face into the trash below with each thrust, spreading the entrance to flood her with ever more viscous slime.

Sazae yelled into the garbage below her, muffled complaints resounding in the empty scrapyard as the faint noise of slime sloshing inside of her continued. Another yelp erupted from her throat, however, as the black slime which had gotten closer resumed its smackdown of her ass, making each of her bubbly cheeks bounce from its tentacles pounding her ass meat like a drum, face hitting the dump with each blow.

Similarly to the berserker who was laid out with her cheeks spread, the black slime seemed to find beating the ass of its helpless opponent quite entertaining, pulling Sazae up by her chained arms only to let her faceplant back into the dirt quite a few times.

By now, the green slime had succeeded in its mission of gaping Sazae’s pussy to its limits, seeing this as a good opportunity to siphon its large reservoir of slime inside of her. When the first pump of goo flowed through the tentacle into the berserker’s insides, the rest was quick to follow, rapidly suctioned into her pussy. Sazae’s stomach quickly bloated with the excess slime, growing heavier until it pushed down onto her erect penis hanging below.

The sensation of getting filled with viscous slime like a condom over capacity flowed into her mind. Another smack from the black slime reminded her that said slime-condom was likely to be dumped on this very garbage heap soon after the green slime’s suction fuck had filled her pussy to the brim. But the strange sensation actually stopped midway, mercifully leaving Sazae with only a visibly slime-filled stomach as the large deposit of goo finished up.

Finally, a membrane formed around the newly ejected slime, making sure the released liquid staid safely inside of her. The green slime, back to the usual size for its species and now with enough water to cover its basic functions, happily jumped back into the nearly dried out pond before hopping away into the night.

A muffled groan escaped Sazae’s mouth as the weight of a massive slime creampie weighed inside her, pussy still gaping from the treatment, but unable to release any of the large amount of goo filling her up.

Little did she know, the ordeal was far from over. The black slime just as quickly sucked in her legs into its slimy form, and lifted them up into the air, fully shifting the fighter’s weight onto the trash floor. A few panicked yelps didn’t discourage the other slime’s meaner cousin in the slightest, and after a playful slap on her dick, the second slime of the day slammed its tentacle into Sazae’s vagina.

With less stretching and foreplay to do than its predecessor, the second invader simply put all of its liquid force into slam-fucking her hole, pumping another shot into her already slime-filled stomach with each additional thrust. The two distinct forms of liquid goo mixed inside of her, coloring the green fluid with drops of black. Merciless thrusts continued slamming into Sazae’s butt, nearly piledriving her into the ground as her stomach was bloated further at the black slime’s whim.

The chains on her arms rattled as she tried her hardest to free herself from her restraints and escape being seeded with slime a second time, but no such luck. Black goo shot forth through the tentacle like a geyser, inflating Sazae’s stomach to the largest it had been yet, forcefully filling her up with a torrent of dark slime that would stuff her to the brim with mixing fluids, essentially making her stomach a slime cauldron.

She only felt overwhelmed by the panic and humiliation of having charged in full of vigor, only to be at the mercy of her enemy and get her pussy pumped full of thick monster goo. The black slime seemed to be having fun playing with its new toy, so much so that it delivered a series of slaps to Sazae’s penis, pressed against her full stomach. From the feeling of fullness pressing against her prostate and the repeated slaps on her sensitive cockhead, she finally came, spurting and unloading her cum into the trash isles below with a strained moan.

The black slime finally slid its remaining tentacle out of her, leaving behind a membrane that could just barely contain the sheer amount of multicolored goo that filled her. A final, rough smack across her abused ass cheeks rung out through the scrapyard. As a finishing touch to its humiliating breeding of this berserker, the now much smaller and more agile black slime lifted Sazae by her arms, grabbing a trash bag with another tentacle.

Lifting the fighter who’d become a topped-up slime condom head-first into the trash bag, it flung the bag around a bit before slamming the used-up toy into a nearby dumpster.

The only part of Sazae that stuck out of the garbage container were her legs and her ass, her pussy leaking a gradient of slime as the rough dumping had broken the membrane and made her squirt out a fountain of goo.

With the first light of dawn, another item had been thrown on top of the trash heap.