FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always, I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

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A Story in an hour or day, these kinds of stories are not edited so it will be a bit rough and might not flow as nicely as some of my others. Sometimes these turn into bigger stories further down the line, but mostly these are just flash in the pan ideas I need to get out of my head before they cause congestion and block other longer story ideas.

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Dan still vaguely remembered the days of having a dog as a pet at home, but these days that was less socially acceptable since the fight for new breeds rights had started to come to the foreground. Now it wasn’t exactly PC to have a canine companion at home, even though the science was conclusive that the new breeds were closer to human than they were to their feral brethren. But still, humanity was all about the optics despite the facts of science. Dan didn’t consider himself as spiciest, despite what the media liked to shove down his throat about his beliefs. There was a constant reminder of how he should feel guilty for how humankind had enslaved the animals for centuries; the funny part was that it was mostly the humans shouting this at the top of their lungs. The new breeds however just gave them a sideways glance and carried on with their lives, they knew they didn’t need anyone’s help once they had fought for and earned the same rights, and the playing field was truly and honestly level.

Already the new breeds were showing how little help they actually needed, in nearly every field from agriculture to science and beyond, they were quickly outpacing their human counterparts. They had a natural understanding of nature and the world around them, quite possibly from their feral ancestors being so ingrained into that same world for centuries. But they also adapted well to the modern world and technology thanks to their human side; technology was starting to progress in leaps and bounds as those new breeds who had managed to break through into the scientific community at large had very unique ways of approaching problems that full blooded humans just could not fathom.

Most were content with doing menial jobs most humans deemed beneath themselves to do, which was a Godsend for the dwindling human population as their workforce was shrinking every day. Most humans had been rendered infertile or damn close to it after a resurgence of a well-known worldwide virus was met with yet another improperly tested and unvetted vaccination. But it was that same vaccination with its polymorphic properties which had led to the creation of the first new breed, suddenly the human genome became malleable and easily reshaped to better fit the needs for cross species genetic manipulation. In the span of less than a decade, new breeds had gone from being whispers on internet forums to entering the workforce, another two decades and they were starting to emerge as the dominant species on the planet.

Dan liked to think he had adjusted well to this new world, but if he was truly honest with himself, he never quite felt right seeing one of his kind with…one of them. Even his own younger sister was dating a damned furry, a young husky by the name of Buck. Granted, Buck was a nice guy and under normal circumstances he and Dan probably would have been friends. But Dan just could not get past the fact that his own sister, his own flesh and blood, was…was fucking an animal! Shelley had made that abundantly clear on their last Christmas when they had spent the holiday with their folks and they’d snuck off for a quicky while the parents had gone out for a few last supplies.

If it wasn’t for the fact that Shelley looked happier than he had ever seen her and how well he knew Buck was treating her, Dan might have put a stop to their relationship. Ultimately, he just put it down to past prejudices and rationalized it was something he would just have to get used to over time. If they wanted kids, there were now drugs which would allow that, or at least to make it easier. With how close their DNA was to one another, it wasn’t impossible for a human female to be impregnated by one of them, if she was able to produce eggs of course. Shelley was borderline viable, so there was a chance that Dan could one day become an uncle. The thought frankly frightened him, not the fact that his sister would be knocked up by a damned dog, but how would he react to the kid? If Shelley and Buck did manage to conceive a child, it would be innocent in all this and by rights should deserve nothing but his love and adoration. But it wouldn’t be human, it would be a half-breed, a mongrel. How could he ever love something like that?

As if his day couldn’t get any worse, Dan stumbled into his favourite bar after a long shift in the shipyard stacking containers. The bar was mostly empty, but that wasn’t the problem. The problem was that the usual bar lady was nowhere in sight, instead there was one of ‘them’ behind the counter. Dan wrinkled his nose and pushed on in to take his usual seat at the bar.

“Well fuck me, with a scowl like that you’d swear I shat in your boot” the large fluffy silver and white wolfess behind the bar piped up when she spotted the look on his face. “I swear it wasn’t me cupcake, I’m housebroken.”

“Funny, gimme a beer” Dan scoffed and rolled his eyes at her. He hadn’t realized it while standing in the doorway, but she was actually a head taller than him. A fact which became even more apparent when he sat down on his stool and had to look up to meet her gaze.

“Sure thing, want me to fetch your slippers and pipe too while I’m at it, sunshine?” the large canine offered while leaning down with her elbows on the counter and her chin resting atop her fists while she batted her eyelashes at Dan.

Despite himself, Dan cracked a smile. It was quickly becoming apparent that this bitch could handle herself and didn’t take shit from anyone. He could respect that, at least it would make dealing with the bitch tolerable. “Make it a draught, not too much head.”

“First time someone has declined head from me” she said as she turned to grab a tankard to draw Dan’s draught into. Fuck sakes, that one got a puff of warm breath from his nose. She was dirty too, if she was human, Dan would already be putting the moves on her. Typical that he would find the right blend of sarcasm and wit he usually liked in a woman, only to have her wrapped in fur.

“Thanks” He grumbled reluctantly when the wolfess brought his drink over, at least she knew what the hell she was doing behind the bar. She had pulled the perfect draft, not too much head and it was just cresting over the rim of his tankard without spilling. It was nice and cold too, which was perfect after having worked in a small glass fishbowl of a cabin all day in the sweltering heat. As he took a deep sip of his drink, he caught sight of the wolfess again leaning against the counter and watching him closely. It wasn’t the fact that she was watching him, it was the fact that she was leaning against the bar in such a manner that he could see right down her top. ‘Fuck me, shave the fur off those mounds and they’d be the most perfect pair of tits I’ve ever seen’ he thought to himself.

“Fido” she offered with an outstretched hand once Dan finally set his tankard down on the counter.

“You’re shitting me…” Dan balked at the name, there was no fucking way someone actually named a new breed canine fucking Fido. The wolfess held a stern stare at him, there was no sign that she was joking either, maybe she was really called Fido?

“Nah, I’m just fucking with you” she suddenly burst out laughing. “You should have seen your face!” the wolfess laughed and leaned over to give Dan a shove on the shoulder. Despite her very canine looking appearance, he had expected her laugh to sound different, more guttural and growly. But what was coming out of the wolfess was actually rather nice, it sounded genuinely cheerful and even a little musical.

“Smart ass” Dan sighed and shook his head, finally relaxing a little and shaking his head at the new bar lady.

“Perky too!” she teased with a wink. “Celine…not fucking Dion” she quickly tacked on the end with a stern glare at him, once again offering her hand to him.

“Dan, nice to meet you, Celine. How long does your shift go on?” he asked, unable to help himself.

“Touché bald monkey, touché” she replied with a grin and approving nod at Dan. “Only seven now, but I got told to stay open to eleven, but I could close earlier…if you buy me a drink?” the wolfess offered with a knowing grin.

‘Wait, does she think I’m trying to pick her up?’ Dans head begun to spin, was he actually flirting with her? Was she even flirting with him? It sure as hell seemed like she was, but it had been so long he had been with a human woman, were the rules even the same for furry women?

Whatever was going on between Dan and Celine however, he sure didn’t feel the same way about her now as he did when he first saw her. The more they talked and teased one another, his view of her began to change and shift. They were roughly the same age, though she had come from a harder background with a single parent after her father was killed in the fourth world war and the AI uprising. She also had a younger sister, which she also found to be rather annoying growing up with. Aside from one or two drifters, the bar was dead silent, not that either of them noticed as they were so lost in conversation. Before they knew it, eleven came and went, well past closing time.

Though Celine’s shift was officially over, she didn’t seem in any sort of a rush to leave and get away from Dan. In fact, she even invited him upstairs to her apartment which was over the bar, so at least they wouldn’t have far to walk. Dan didn’t even question it, he agreed to follow her, almost eagerly so. There was just something about Celine he couldn’t put his finger on, he supposed for a furry she was kind of pretty. She did have the most beautiful blue eyes he had ever seen; from what he could tell through her clothing she also had some killed curves on her. But the fur, he just couldn’t get past the fur. But if he closed his eyes and imagined a normal human woman standing before him when she spoke, she was the most beautiful and perfect woman he could imagine. Why the fuck was she not like him!?

All these thoughts and more vile ones flowed through his mind as he followed Celine back to hers. As she climbed the stairs before him, Dan found himself focusing on her fluffy tail as it swayed side to side. He caught brief glimpses of her pert behind sealed inside a pair of skintight jeans, the kind of ass he would normally love to bury his face into. But now it was obstructed by an annoying fluffy tail swaying back and forth. ‘What’re you doing Danny boy?’ he asked himself. Why was he going back with Celine to her place, they had both been drinking and under normal circumstances this would be where he would be hoping to get his dick wet. But he wasn’t with one of his own kind, he was with a glorified house pet. If he did go through with it and fuck her, would that count as bestiality? Would he go to hell for it?

“Just relax and let me do all the work” Celine cooed up to him as she undid his belt and zipper to fish out his hard cock. ‘Wait, how the fuck did we get here!?’ Dan panicked and stared down into those gorgeous blue eyes looking back up at him. He vaguely recalled doing shots of some foul-tasting black stuff with Celine before his memory started to get a little spotty. Now suddenly here she was, on her knees before him and…oh God! That mouth, how the fuck was she sucking him so hard with that muzzle? Dan grunted and gripped handfuls of Celine’s thick silver hair while she went to town on him so hard that his damned toes curled inside his boots. Even his fucking pornstar ex couldn’t suck dick this good.

“Still got it!” Celine laughed as she wiped his sticky white mess from her cheek. When the fuck did he cum? He must’ve blacked out briefly, but at least he was still hard, so the night wasn’t over yet. “Care to return the favor?” he heard her ask. ‘Fuck no! I ain’t eating dog cunt!’ Dan thought he had shouted, but apparently, he hadn’t. The next thing he knew, they were in Celine’s bedroom, and she was laid back on her bed with her shapely thighs over his shoulders while he dined at the Y.

She didn’t taste or even look how he expected her to look down there. She looked almost like a human anatomically, perhaps a little smaller slit wise. It was almost cute, but definitely looked nice and tight. She tasted surprisingly similar to his ex as well, vaguely catching hints of copper pennies and salty bare skin, with a slight hint of a tart citrusy fruity aftertaste. The major difference he did notice however was just how hot she felt against his tongue, especially when she climaxed and began to grind herself against his face while whimpering his name over and over. He then noticed the softness of her fur when her thighs clamped down around his head as she rode out her climax, it was an unusual feeling, but actually rather pleasurable, like being wrapped in a snug lewd blanket.

More darkness followed, but not for long. Dan found himself staring down into Celine’s beautiful eyes once more as his body moved against hers. His weight was supported over hers on one hand, while his other touched and explored her body. He groped at her perfect tits first, but when he brushed his hand down along her belly, her felt her vestigial nipples, remnants of her feral heritage. They were only partially tender, nothing like the perked buds which sat atop her breasts. These little teats weren’t even visible through her belly fur. Down below he felt like he was thrusting his cock into the silkiest tight furnace in the world, it was as if Celine’s walls were actively trying to strangle his cock while she boiled it alive from within. She felt fucking fantastic, even when she rolled them over to be on top so she could ride him. Feeling her bare fur against his bare skin felt oddly erotic, though the kissing was awkward at first. Canine muzzles and human mouths did not make for the perfect combination, which made her earlier blowjob all the more impressive.

Celine rode Dan with a languid pace, neither of them were in a rush to reach their peak. But when it did hit them, it was almost at the same time. Celine was the first to pop that cork, which then set Dan off not long after. The silver and white furred wolfess collapsed atop her human lover and nuzzled into the side of his neck. Dan simply wrapped his arms about her slender waist and began to stroke his fingers through her thick fur, drawing lines along either side of her spine and making Celine groan softly in response. That was how they fell asleep, wrapped up in each other’s arms, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Dan was the first to awake the next morning, when Celine finally awoke a short while later, she looked up to see him standing beside her bed staring down at her with an unreadable expression on his face. “Regretting what we did last night?” she asked, almost fearing to hear his answer, but he didn’t reply right away. Instead, Dan just slowly let his gaze wander along her still rather nude form.

“I admit that when I first saw you, I…I didn’t know what to think” he finally began to speak. “I can honestly say I never expected to meet someone like you…I never have met someone like you. It’s like you’ve peeled back the blinkers covering my eyes.”

“Sheesh, I let you fuck me and now you’re head over heels for me?” Celine teased as she picked up one of his boots and tossed it at his head, which Dan easily dodged. “Lucky I didn’t do anal last night or you’d probably be asking to marry me.”

Dan laughed and shook his head at Celine before letting out a slow sigh. “I didn’t know what I was looking for, until it found me” he said, before climbing back into bed with her. Dan crawled over Celine and lowered his face down until he was nose to nose with the beautiful wolfess. “I don’t want this to be a one time thing…I want this, I want us.”

“Well thank fuck for that, Dan. I don’t usually fuck on the first date or do one night stands” she replied, only partially sounding like she was joking this time. But the way she was looking back at him, Dan knew she was feeling the same way. With her soft hands cupping his scruffy bearded cheeks, Celine lifted her head and tilted to the side to press a tender kiss to his lips, which he lovingly returned. Gone was the drunken awkwardness from last night, they both had clear heads now and were fully and completely aware of what they were doing.

“I hate to go all schoolboy romance on you here, but does this mean…we’re official?” Dan asked with a hopeful smile.

“Yes Dan, we’re official. I am your girlfriend, and you are my boyfriend, we can exchange notes in class too if you like” Celine teased and sighed up at him. “Hey, what are you doing mister!?” she squeaked when Dan suddenly started to roll her over onto her belly.

“Well now that we’re official and this is technically our second date, you did mention anal” he teased while guiding her legs a little apart, before gently lifting her tail so he could bury his scruffy face between her perfect buttocks.

“I was joking…it was a joke…nnf…okay, damn…that doesn’t actually feel half bad” Celine began to groan as her new boyfriend began making out with her cute little pink pucker.

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“You obviously got your moms looks because your dad still has his” Dan joked as he bounced his little niece in his lap.

“Dan!” Celine yelped and chastised him with a swat at his shoulder, which only made Buck laugh even louder.

“Don’t worry Celine, he’s said far worse things before. That’s why I told mom and dad where he used to hide his porn magazines when we were younger” Shelley retorted, which in turn made the wolfess laugh.

“So, it was you, bitch!” Dan growled and glared at his sister.

“Hey!” Both Celine and Shelley shouted back at him.

“I think I better go get us another round of drinks before you get me caught in the crossfire, Dan” Buck chuckled and quickly got up to make his escape.

“Hey, what happened to bros before ho’s?” Dan called after his sister’s husband.

“Dude, you have a deathwish!” Buck popped his head around the door to say at Dan.