FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

First of all, I want to credit the original YouTuber who made the video that this story is inspired by. His name is TehNinjaBunneh, and his work has really encouraged me to make story content, and now I've taken on the task of writing a written adaptation of all of his YouTube videos. They're up on YouTube for all to see, so go check them out. Thanks for checking this out and please enjoy the story.

It had been a long night in the stripper club, but sadly, this fox wasn't very lucky. He had always been bad at persuasion and talking to girls. He always wished he could be more seductive in a way that would get partners flocking over to him. Little did the fox know that his wish would soon be granted, just not in the way he expected. The Reynard fox was on his way out of the strip club and in one of the hallways leading to the exit, something new caught his eye. It seemed to be a new stripper pole, having just been installed, or at least probably was, since the fox came here a lot but didn't recognise it at all. It was very weirdly placed as well, who would but a stripper pole near the hallway to the exit, and so far away from the rest of the action. Regardless, the fox was soon laughing at the thought of the pole, being his usual dirty self. "Man, what I would give to see a vixen ride THAT pole!" he jeered, pointing his finger at it. Suddenly, there was a strange glow starting to come from the stripper pole. It wasn't doing that before, but it was pretty strange either way. The fox shrugged and decided to approach the pole. Suddenly, a voice started echoing from the pole. "Hello there, stranger. I'm afraid I cannot tell you what I am or how I got here, but I've been reading your mind and your wishes and interests intrigue me." The fox jumped back in surprise. "Whoa, no way, did that pole just talk? And does it really know everything I want?" he gasped. The pole gave a slight chuckle and smiled. "I can hear you, you know. Yes stranger, I am talking, and I can read your mind. You want two things don't you? To have people flocking to you, and to see a woman use this pole, correct?" The fox raised an eyebrow, still thinking this was absurd. "Well, yeah, I guess I gotta believe ya now, but... What's it to you anyway? You're probably not a genie or anything, I mean you're a pole for crying out loud.

The pole wasn't amused at the fox's snarky attitude and big mouth. "Look, foxy, boy, I'm trying to help you out here! Do you want those things or not? Because I can help you get it, I swear it!" The fox decided to take a breather for one second and actually listen to what the pole was saying. "OK, Mr big shot! Do whatever crazy voodoo magic crap you're doing, come on, I dare you!" he cackled. The pole sighed, finally able to help out the stubborn fox. Sure, it wouldn't be in exactly the way he wanted, but he'd technically get his wishes and the pole was sure he'd grow to enjoy it. "OK, fox boy! Prepare yourself!" he grunted, before starting to chant weird, untranslatable lines. Once the pole finished chanting, the fox started to feel strange inside, like something was growing inside of him and out, morphing him, changing him. All this was making him scream in unbearable pain. "AAAGGGHHH! What the hell are you doing to me, you crazy pole? What's happening to me?" Those were the last words the fox could utter for now, before the changing of his body started to wear him down. First, it started with his chest. The incredible six pack the fox owned started to sink and disappear from his body, while all of a sudden, two large balls of flesh started to push their way out of where it used to be, from his upper chest. They bounced around a little before the growing finished. The fox was shocked to find he now had breasts. He thought it was over, but it wasn't time to celebrate just yet. His body became slender and feminine in physique, taking on an hourglass shape, while his furry arms became smooth and delicate with dainty paws.

Not only that, but both his body and arms shrunk in size, making his frame more accurate to that of a female. The fox could tell his tail was becoming bushier, and well groomed, but was far too focused on the fact his penis was retracting into his body to care. Feeling his crotch, he discovered in horror that it had disappeared, only leaving behind a vagina slit. The clothes the unfortunate fox was wearing became more tight, struggling to stay on as his ass grew big and plump. Not only that, but it seemed his legs had already become feminine too. The fox felt burning on his face while it rearranged to look more sexy and feminine, rather than strong and masculine. Finally, his hair colour changed from red to pink, all throughout a new black bra and outfit having materialised on him, completing the transformation. Gasping in a high pitched voice, the fox found he had become a she. Angry, the new vixen growled and looked at the pole. "What have you done to me! This Isn't what I meant!" she shouted. The pole almost instantly replied. "It's OK, this is everything you wanted. Think about it, you'll have lots of big muscly men surrounding you in this club all the time. And hey, if you want to see a woman dance around that pole... You can go one step further. BE the woman dancing around that pole!" The fox was bewildered and angry at the same time, though she got a little less angry when she looked closely at her body. "I do look pretty sexy... I'm surprised I'm not turned on by myself!" she whispered. Then she realised why, starting to think of big hunky reynard fox men. Not only had her body changed, but her sexual interests as well.

The new vixen giggled in a sexy tone. "Well, maybe this won't be so bad after all... I am enjoying this body and It'd be a shame to let it go to waste... To be honest, I'm loving this. Thanks pole, now, to test out my "flexibility". Heh heh." The pole stopped talking, It's job done as it had appeared to stop glowing. The fox danced around the pole in a lively manner, in a way that would make tons of Reynards turn their heads if she was around them. Those bursts of energy as she danced around it were exhilarating, fun even. She could now see why the women were doing it, because it was fun and arousing. Eventually, the vixen was done and hopped off of the pole. Satisfied and amazed, she decided to start her new life by going back to the centre of the strip club to try out her feminine charms.

THE END