FSE

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formerly SoFurry search engine

Sean sighed and sat back in his chair. It had taken until- he looked at the time on the bottom of his computer screen- almost 1:30 in the morning, but he had finally finished his English final paper. He stretched his arms over his head and then reached down and saved his paper before closing the file.

With his actual work finished, Sean rubbed his eyes and tried to decide if he was ready for bed or not. After a few minutes he decided he wasn't quite ready to sleep, so he opened up his internet browser and began to surf the web. As he clicked through his bookmarks, the deer pondered what he should do over the summer semester. He would be staying in his off campus housing with Steve, his tiger roommate, and would be working in the campus bookstore as a stocker- but otherwise would be free.

Sean sighed and leaned back in his chair again. It was beginning to get late. The deer rubbed the medium brown fur of his thin belly and wondered if this should be the summer he started to work out. He looked down at his body, clad only in a pair of boxers. It wasn't that he was fat or out of shape, it was that he was quite the opposite: his body was lean with no definition at all. If he could put on any muscle at all, maybe that would give him the confidence he needed to start looking for a girlfriend. The deer made a mental note to talk to Steve in the morning about the two of them going to the campus gym. For the moment though, it was time to go to bed.

He was just moving the cursor to close his browser when a banner ad caught his eye. He paused and studied the ad. Nume Undies. Underwear so comfortable you'll feel like a whole new you! Sean frowned for a moment.

"Oh. I get it," the deer finally mused. "'New Me' undies. That's clever. Clever enough to merit a click."

The site came up with a simple background and two labeled pictures (as if one needed it) of a female and a male torso clad in briefs. Of course the labels were the links to take you into that specific gender's catalog, so Sean clicked on the male. The deer didn't fully know what he was doing looking at an underwear site when he should have been going to bed, but he decided there was no harm in looking.

The next page loaded and brought the first surprise: two more images, this time both of male torsos- one very obviously so. What brings you here today? The page asked. The two images where clearly the possible answer to that question as the traditional underwear model shot was labeled Business and the more erotic one was labeled Pleasure.

"Great," Sean groaned. "Just my luck to stumble into a soft core porn site masquerading as a business." But he scrolled to the bottom of the page anyway and was surprised to find a more thorough explanation of the two choices. Under the Business image was the description: Just show me the merchandise. The explanation under the Pleasure was longer. Isn't the point of underwear to make you feel sexy? Wanna see just how sexy the Nume can be? Our models are willing to show you. (Warning: This gallery features images that are of an adult nature. Viewer discretion is advised.)

"Okay," the deer finally said. "So it's a business doing a little soft core porn on the side. That makes sense... I guess. But just show me the goods please- dudes aren't my thing."

The catalog of underwear began to load, and Sean finally came up with a reason for him to be on this site. He'd remembered the last time he'd tried to work out- at the end of the session he'd had to pull his entire pair of boxers out of his butt crack. Since his entire underwear drawer was full of boxers, perhaps it would be a good idea to get a jockstrap or something for working out. With that thought in mind, the deer clicked on the jockstrap section.

He'd guessed it would be rather robust, and the deer felt rather quickly out of his depth. There were pages of thumbnail images and Sean's limited experience with fitness wear meant he had no idea what he was looking for. He scrolled through the gallery, hoping something would jump out him. Finally, something did.

About three quarters of the way down the page was an image of a tyrannosaurus that made Sean pause. Dinosaurs were uncommon enough anthros in the deer's admittedly limited experience to be somewhat exotic. This particular green scaled tyrannosaur was turned away from the camera, his muscular rear on full display as he looked back with a confident smile on his snout. Sean stared at the photo for a long moment. The tyrannosaur was definitely good looking, with thick arms and thighs. His rump was tight and muscular, and his back showed a great deal of definition. The saurian's thick tail chastely covered his crack, keeping the picture from being too pornographic to the deer.

The jockstrap itself was red, which set it off from the dinosaur's green scales and consisted of a strap around the rex's muscular thigh and a wide waistband that went over his thick tail (there seemed to be a comfort notch in the band for those with less robust tails). The actual pouch of the jockstrap was somewhat shiny, with thin black lines running vertically through it- and it was very, very supportive. Even Sean, who had never had any interest in guys, had to admit he was impressed with what the tyrannosaur had stuffed into that pouch. The deer didn't really have a frame of reference for size, but the pouch was pushed out enough for Sean to be real certain that the rex was well above average in the size department. And the dinosaur didn't have a sheath or slit- Sean could see the outline of a shaft clearly through the fabric, dangling about halfway down the large balls.

The T-Lifter Jock, the caption read. A jock that gives you the support you want in the gym and the look you want on the town. This jock gives you the "lift" to make the most of your assets.

"Man," Sean murmured to himself. "I wish I looked like that..."

While the deer was enough of a realist to know that no article of clothing would magically grant that wish, perhaps it could help him do the work to get there. He clicked on the picture and brought up the jock's shop page. He chose his size and looked down at his medium brown fur and slightly lighter belly fur. Red wasn't his color. He found the color options and scrolled through them. Towards the bottom, he found a blue green without stripes that he thought would look good and selected it. That done, he completed his order, closed the browser, shut down his computer and went to bed.

***

A few days later, Sean found a small package sitting on the table by his bedroom door. Steve must have picked it up and delivered it for him. Sean flipped the box over and saw the Nume name on the label. The deer grinned to himself and then shook his head over the fact that he was actually excited over something so mundane as a new pair of underwear. Still, the deer was going to enjoy the experience. He grabbed the box and headed into his bedroom and locked the door behind him.

Sean set the box on his desk and then carefully cut into it. He unfolded the brown packing paper and extracted the blue green jockstrap carefully tucked in a plastic storage bag. He pulled the garment from the bag and looked it over. He unfolded the jock and looked it up and down. The shiny fabric of the pouch was rather interesting to look at. Sean looked around, he felt slightly embarrassed staring at an undergarment, even though he was alone. But it was so nice to look at, and it would probably look even better on him. The urge to try the jockstrap on became overwhelming to the stag, and almost without a conscious thought he found himself undressing. He felt a tiny reluctance to the urge, almost as if somehow it wasn't his own thought. But that was ridiculous- he had to see if it fit anyway.

The door to the small bathroom attached to his bedroom was open, with the full length mirror facing into the bed room. Sean looked at himself for a moment before sliding the jockstrap on. He was a rail thin stag, though at this time of year he didn't have his antlers in, with almost monochromatic brown fur. He was average sized, about five foot ten inches from his hooves to the tips of his ears. His arms and legs were fairly skinny, and aside from his tail his rear was completely flat. His junk wasn't any more impressive: his sheath was average sized and he could barely see the hump of it against his belly fur, and his balls were average sized- about the size of grapes. He sighed. He didn't look like anything that females would go for- but that was about to change. He pulled the jockstrap up and into place.

Sean studied himself in the mirror and posed. The jock felt good against his junk and the deer was pleasantly surprised to see that the "lifter" function of the jockstrap did indeed lift his modest package up and out so that it looked much bigger and would be easily seen under shorts as he worked out. When he started putting on muscle, he'd be the envy of all the guys at the gym. Or better yet, they'd want to get in his shorts.

What? Had he really just thought that? But, but... But was there really anything wrong with two hot muscle jocks making out with each other?

In the mirror, Sean's eyes went glassy and his tongue lolled out as he moaned at the thought. No, there was nothing wrong with that. The reflection of his bulge, already pushed out by the jockstrap began to swell. The T-Lifter Jock... man, that tyrannosaur that had modeled it was so hot. What if he looked like that?

The reflected Sean rubbed his bulge. The dazed deer didn't notice that his balls had become bigger and his shaft was beginning to slide from his sheath- though he wasn't erect (yet) it was almost as if his sheath was shrinking, leaving his shaft out at all times just like that hot rex on the website. Sean groaned as a warm sensation passed through his body. His thighs began to swell, framing the bigger blue green bulge of his jockstrap. His hooves began to spread out, slowly becoming long saurian paws complete with three splayed claws. His legs stretched and he grew taller, even as they became more muscular as befit a gym rat. T-Lifter Jock. The "T" is for tyrannosaur.

Now his enlarging shaft was definitely beginning to get hard as the warm sensation became a sensation of being stretched. It was the most erotic sensation he could ever recall in his life. His now sheath-less shaft reached full erection inside his amazing jockstrap. Big rex. Muscled rex. Gym rex.

His fur disappeared, leaving Sean with the pebbly scaled skin of a proper dinosaur. It was still a brown color, with a slightly lighter shade on his stomach. That featureless stomach rapidly bulged, becoming an impressive six pack of abs. His chest bulged out into massive pectoral muscles. His arms grew longer and almost seemed to inflate with muscle, his paws lost the hoof tips they had previously had in favor of a set of blunt claws. Gym rex. Muscle rex. Work out rex. Get big. Eat big.

His muzzle swelled from the narrow pointed profile of a deer to the large, blunt muzzle of a tyrannosaur. His front teeth grew more pointed and grew as his jaw grew larger. His antlers, barely more than nubs at this time of year, vanished under dinosaur skin. His ears vanished and the top of his head darkened as boney ridges formed over his eyes. Those eyes changed from green with circular pupils to green-gold with slit reptilian pupils. Sean groaned as his muscles swelled, and the desire to work out filled his mind. For a moment, he was worried- he was in school on an academic scholarship. No. Big muscles, big brain. Work out. Work on school. Work hard. Work out hard. Play hard.

Yeah, the tyrannosaur thought. I'm smart and strong. I'm everything a girl could want...

Guy.

The last remaining bit of deer in Sean vanished as his small fluffy tail expanded out from his spine into a thick dinosaur tail. He frowned at the thought. He was into... _Guys. Boys. Men. Studs. Jocks. _ His cock jerked to full attention and began to leak as the rex began to realize just how hot males were. Stripes of darker brown formed on his back, tail, arms, and legs to mark the completion of his physical transformation.

Sexy rex. Horny rex. Gay rex. Gay rex. Gayrexgayrexgayrex.

"Gay rex. Gay rex. Gay rex," Sean murmured to himself. He reached down, freed his cock from the tight confines of his jockstrap, and began to stroke his now eight inches of sexy saurian shaft. "So much to give to sexy guys..."

T-Lifter. Sexy rex. Horny rex. Gay rex. Slutty rex. T-Lifter. The "t" is for tail. Horny rex. Slutty rex. Tail Lifter rex. Slutty rex. Horny rex. Bottom rex.

Sean felt something in himself click. Suddenly the last remaining shreds of his heterosexuality (the memory of the two times he had been with females) vanished from his mind. He was a gay tyrannosaur. He had always been gay, ever since he had since he had been old enough to understand sex. Bottom rex. He hadn't found anyone that shared his interest in males yet- he was a virgin.

Tail lifter rex. Horny rex. Bottom rex. Slutty rex. Tail lifter rex.

Sean moaned. The feel of his claw around his shaft wasn't enough. He didn't really like a lot of pressure on his shaft- he didn't think he'd like the feel of a tail hole around his shaft. But the feel of a cock in his... Bottom rex. Tail lifter. Gay rex.

He felt his tail lift like it was the most natural action in the world. His rump swelled, becoming a perky, muscular, bubble butt that any male would be proud to have- or eager to fuck. Sean turned so his rear was facing the mirror and bent over and spread his cheeks. He couldn't see the reflection of his tail hole over his muscular shoulder, but he could imagine it: round, pink, inviting for any male to stick their cock in. The muscular rex whimpered to himself as the emptiness of his tail hole began to dawn on him. Slutty rex. Bottom rex. Gay rex.

Sean groaned and stood up and shuffled over to his bed. Gay rex. Horny rex. Slutty rex. Horny rex. Bottom rex. The bed creaked as the rex's new weight settled on to it. He sat on the foot of the bed and lifted his legs up into the air to expose his tail hole and erect shaft to the mirror. Sean's enlarged balls settled against his taint as the rex began to gently stroke himself with his right claw and stuck two fingers of his left claw into his muzzle. A moment later, he extracted the slickened digits and moved his claws down to his exposed tail hole. Needy rex. Bottom rex.

"Needy rex, bottom rex. Horny rex. Subby rex. Lifter rex," Sean repeated the mantra in his head that had been there since he put on his sexy new jockstrap. "Horny rex, sexy rex. Gay rex, subby rex, bottom rex. Lifts- His- Tail rex."

He slid his finger around his tail hole, spreading his thick saliva over the sensitive flesh. It felt so amazing to have his ring touched. So natural. It was what it was there for. To have another male slide his thick manhood into it- making the rex his to his wanton, moaning, sex toy. Just as Sean was moaning at that moment, as he imagined that his finger was some hot guy's throbbing erection. Maybe that tiger that lives here...

"Slutty, subby, Lifts-His-Tail rex!" Sean chanted as he slid a finger into his eagerly waiting hole.

He gasped as his finger penetrated, the feeling sending shocks of pleasure up his spine and down his tail. It felt amazing. His entire muscular body shuddered in pleasure as he worked his finger deeper into his insides. He added the second slick finger with a hearty moan and began to slide them in and out of his tail hole. It took him a minute to find a rhythm, but once his body had adjusted to the feeling of his fingers inside him, he began to stroke himself.

It was the most pleasurable experience Sean had ever had in his life. His cock throbbed in his claw and leaked a steady stream of pre from its tip with each thrust of his fingers. He could never remember his cock being that leaky before. The feeling of his fingers inside him continued the little electric shocks coursing through him, and kept the rex moaning with each stroke on his shaft. All too soon, the pressure of an orgasm built deep inside his groin- it almost felt as if his fingers were touching it. The rex began panting, stroked himself faster, and shoved his fingers as deep into his tail hole as he could.

With a moan that easily have been a roar, Sean's shaft erupted spraying a thick stream of saurian seed into the air before splashing down on his chest and torso. His cock twitched and spurted a second time, splashing cum on his neck and lower jaw. A final spasm coated his belly, and finally the panting rex let go of his shaft, slid his fingers from his tail hole, and lowered his legs to rest on the bed. For a long time, he just lay there panting and stared at the ceiling. Yes, he thought to himself. He would never orgasm again without something inside his tail hole- it was the greatest, most natural feeling in the world. Sean licked the cum off his chin with his pointed tongue. Not bad, he had to admit to himself. He looked down at his softening cock, and the wonderful jockstrap covering his balls and smiled. He would have to order some more- maybe check out the "Pleasure" side next time.

After a long time, he finally got up and cleaned himself up. He adjusting his cock so that it was back in the jock. He stopped and posed in front of the mirror. He could give the rex on the site a run for his money now. Finally he went over to the desk and picked up the Nume box and prepared to dispose of it. But as he tipped it over, a paper wrapped packet fell out. Sean picked it up and unwrapped it.

It was a light blue jockstrap of a different cut than the one he was wearing. On the sides of the pouch where gold lightning bolts. Sean had to admit it was kind of sexy looking. The paper was a note from Nume Undies.

Hello Nume Undies customer, it read. We hope that you are enjoying the whole new you that only a band new pair of Nume Undies can provide. To say thank you and to assist with any new feelings you may be experiencing, we have included a free Alpha Jock jockstrap to bring out the Alpha in a friend or to make yourself the perfect switch hitter. Whichever you chose, we hope to see you again and hope you enjoy the New You.

Sean smiled wolfishly. The thought of an alpha's thick cock in his tail hole made his own cock begin to harden again. And then his thoughts turned to the tiger, Steve that lived here. The tyrannosaur moaned at the thought of giving up his muscular ass to a powerful tiger.

With a grin on his face and his tail proudly raised, Sean thumped out into the other room with the jock for his friend clenched firmly in his claw.