FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Havok hummed to himself as he walked through the busy city streets, earbuds in his ears connected to the phone in his hand. His eyes were glued to his screen, but the playlist he was listening to wasn't what was displayed on it. Instead it was a map screen, his current location highlighted with a flashing arrow while a blue line connected him to his destination. From what the GPS told him he was only a block or so away from where he needed to go, though what waited for him at the other end was a complete mystery.

His journey started a few weeks ago when he had received an email stating that he had won some sort of contest for a four day vacation on a sunny tropical resort. Normally the dragon would have just deleted it and moved on with his life, especially when it told him to download an app in order to claim his prize, but as his finger hovered over the trash icon a little voice in his mind told him to stop. After a few seconds he decided to check out the legitimacy of the contest that he had allegedly won and found several discussion boards talking about how they wished they had won. The email itself didn't have any disclaimers he could see that would make him sign over his soul or anything like that, either, so he decided to download the app and at least see what it was about.

To Havok's surprise he found the strangely named Nexus app was already on his phone in the first place, a little red number one at the bottom corner indicated he had a new notification from it. He opened it and found a message from someone named Renzyl who congratulated him on his win. It also went on to explain that the resort he was going to was completely all-inclusive, which meant the only thing he had to bring was himself. After that it gave him a date and time as well as a prompt to a map section of the app that would tell him where to go once it got close to the day in question.

It was that map he followed today, his anticipation building as he got closer to his destination. Part of him wondered if this was some sort of rouse, albeit a rather elaborate one. At this point, though, his curiosity was locked in and he would follow the map wherever it led him. His path finally turned the last corner and he found himself on a back street with little traffic on it and only a few shops on it, one of them being where the checkered flag on the screen highlighted. He quickened his pace and when he got to where he could read the sign of the shop he stopped suddenly and tilted his head in confusion.

The storefront was that of a vacuum sales and repair shop; old machines that had to have been at least twenty years old sat in the window where a thick layer of dust covered the display. The only thing modern about the whole space was the open sign in neon blinking in the window, Havok's face falling slightly at the discovery. The idea that he was being played grew in his mind, but decided to go inside anyway and have a look around. An old bell rang as he opened the door and stepped inside, the rest of the store appeared to be in similar condition to the display as he ventured further in.

"You made it," a voice suddenly said to his left that caused him to spin around, his eyes widening in shock at what he saw. The creature that stood next to him flipping through an old vacuum catalog was a dragon at least a foot taller than him, and instead of scales his skin was a shiny uniform black, like rubber or latex stretched over his ripped physique. Havok backed up slightly as he looked down at him with glowing red eyes and a fanged grin stretched over his face. "My name is Renzyl, you must be Havok."

"Whoa..." Havok said after his surprise abated and he regained his composure. "How did you know it was me?"

"Mostly because you are the second person to actually enter this shop in a decade or so," Renzyl replied with a chuckle as he tossed the catalog behind him and reached to shake Havok's hand. "I do hope I didn't startle you too much with my presence, I can bet you didn't expect anyone to actually be in here. It's part of the reason we use places like this; we don't really have to worry about being stumbled upon."

Havok just nodded as he took the strange dragon's hand and shook it. Despite the earlier shock he felt completely relaxed now in the presence of the other male, like he had just realized someone he had met was actually an old friend. Even his voice put him at ease as Renzyl continued to speak with those smooth words on how he was happy that he was going to join him. The muscular male exuded power and confidence, and that strangely made the white-scaled dragon feel safe.

"Well I suppose there's no time like the present," Renzyl said, snapping Havok out of his thoughts as the rubber dragon patted him on the back. "Shall we head to our real destination?"

"Yeah, I suppose we should," Havok replied, a grin on his muzzle as they headed back towards the door when he realized that everything was actually real. "Is it far away?"

"Not as far as you'd think," Renzyl winked and opened the door, which caused Havok to gasp for the second time.

The scene had completely changed outside the vacuum store; instead of a typical backstreet in the city complete with parked cars, trash, and the stagnant tree, they walked out onto a bustling boardwalk that stretched out over a wide expanse of water that continued into the horizon. Havok couldn't help but do a double take as Renzyl led him outside, even the smell of the air had been replaced from car exhaust to a fresh sea breeze. When the dragon turned his head around he saw the vacuum shop had vanished as well, replaced with the side of a building that had a large mural on it that included Renzyl on it as well as a number of similar, yet very different creatures on it. No one seemed to mind that a very large demonic looking dragon had just walked out into the middle of the boardwalk, and several even greeted Renzyl as he waved back.

"I can see you thinking," Renzyl commented as Havok's brain continued to work out what he was seeing. "Why was I so careful to obfuscate our meeting as well as myself in the vacuum shop and now am so freely open in this place? It's a bit of a story, so let me tell it to you while we head to the hotel."

As they walked along the boardwalk the rubber dragon explained that they were in what he liked to call the Nexross, for Nexus Crossroads, a pocket dimension of sorts that technically exists everywhere and nowhere at the same time. It isn't a planet or anything like that, it's literally a small slice of reality that was created at a place where all the realms intersect at one point or another. The only way to get to the Nexross was to have some sort of capability for interdimensional travel, and since it was a part of all of their realms, it was decided early on that it would be considered neutral ground for nexus creatures to meet.

When Havok asked him what nexus creatures were Renzyl gestured back to the mural that could still be seen, which now that he was farther away he could clearly see the rubber demon and nine other creatures standing together. "Kirdos first painted that when we decided to help set up a permanent habitation here," Renzyl explained. "When we first discovered this place it was a desolate place where those who got lost along the nexus lines or attempted to jump inter-dimensionally for the first time ended up in, sort of like a net for those floating about the continuum. After we made this a neutral ground we decided this would be a great place to take vacations, and in order to help out those stuck here we started building up the surrounding settlement. With all of us able to manipulate the fabric of reality here it was built up rather quickly, and now it's become an attraction for inter and extra-dimensional creatures to come and enjoy themselves."

"What about those who were stuck here?" Havok asked. "Are they still?"

"Not anymore," Renzyl answered. "We helped a few ourselves and others got help from those who started stopping by, but many stuck around after we turned this place into our resort destination."

Havok saw the logic in that as they continued down the boardwalk, stopping only for Renzyl to buy them both a frozen treat from one of the local vendors. "There's really only one rule people have to follow while they're here," Renzyl continued as he gave his ice cream a lick. "And it's that we rule, no exceptions. Strange things may happen here, but considering how you have to usually work very hard to get here, then it's likely something that you're already used to or are capable of understanding. If I think you'd look good as a rubber lizard and you agree, then you're becoming a rubber lizard and everyone else is going to be fine with it as long as we're around."

By the time the two had finished with their treats the boardwalk had turned to sandy beach, a peninsula that stretched out into the ocean that ended with a building that Havok had to crane his head up to see. The entire exterior was a brilliant white with ocean-blue windows that made the whole thing blend into the sky and ocean itself with curved walls that arched down to the sand. On the other side of the beach was a road that led up to the resort, though it appeared his guide had opted to go the sand and surf route instead. As they walked along the beach the dragon couldn't help but notice that those around started to look different than the people on the boardwalk, most of them were either completely or mostly naked males and had fur and scale replaced with rubber, neoprene, spandex, and even one or two that looked like they were made of chocolate.

The strangeness continued when they entered into the lobby and saw a fountain with several marble statues that stood on the pedestal that bordered a fountain, except that the stone figures were moving as they shifted into a new position before they froze once again. For a second it looked like they were alive, which when he told Renzyl about it the other dragon chuckled and told him that they were. While the concept still caused him to gasp in awe with what he saw on the beach, he made the connection that if there could be rubber and leather creatures around it would be just as easy to make stone ones as well. Before he could think about it much further Renzyl moved him over to the reception area where a bull with leather skin checked him into his hotel suite.

Once Havok had his room key in hand the two made their way to the elevator and Renzyl pressed the button to go to the floor that was second from the top. "The top penthouses are for my brothers and I," Renzyl explained as they quickly traveled upwards. "You will be staying in the suites that are reserved for our second in commands and other special guests. Since Chrono had to stay back and supervise some training exercises, you'll be taking his suite during your stay."

Havok nodded and followed Renzyl down the hall once the elevator opened to their floor. Unlike other hotel rooms that had numbers on them the doors that they passed by had names on them, which meant they really were reserved for certain people. When they got to the one with the name Chrono etched into the metal plate Havok used the key and the lock chirped before it disengaged and allowed them access. The two dragons walked inside and as the white-scaled dragon looked around he couldn't help but be impressed.

The room itself looked more like an apartment than a hotel room, and from the amenities he saw he could only wonder what Renzyl and his brothers' penthouses looked like. "If you'd like anything from room service go ahead and order it," the rubber dragon explained as he went over to the balcony windows and opened them. "Same for movies and whatnot, though I doubt you'll be having much time to watch them. We have a very busy couple of days planned for you!"

Renzyl gave him a brief run through on how to call for anything he needed before he left the room. Once Havok was alone he took a stroll around the room and out onto the balcony, watching as the sun began to set behind the sea. Since it was a pocket dimension they influenced he wondered if they based such a thing on something they had seen or if they had made it up, but nevertheless it turned the sky very pretty colors as the light dimmed. After watching the view for a bit he decided to order some proper food and relax for the rest of the night, from what Renzyl had implied he was going to need it as he called down to order a rather fancy looking pasta and one of their specialty cocktails.

While he waited he decided to pop on a movie, which surprisingly were ones he had heard of considering he was in an alien dimension, and about twenty minutes into one of his old favorites he heard a knock at the door. He quickly paused the television and hopped over the couch to open the door where an anthro rubber tyrannosaurus rex stood there behind a rather long table. "Oh... you're not Chrono," the waiter said before he quickly caught himself. "My apologies sir, my name is Anton, usually the normal occupant enjoys a massage before he eats... I'll be back in a half an hour or so when your food is ready."

"Actually... a massage sounds kinda nice," Havok replied, watching the other male's eyes light up. The dragon stepped aside and kept the door open as the masseur pushed the table in. Once he was completely inside he took the sheet and smoothed it out, then took a table and set it up next to it with a number of small bottles.

"If you could please remove your clothing," Anton instructed as he began to set up a few towels while the dragon stripped. "Now since we are doing this I am wondering... um... how far you are willing to go to achieve... total relaxation?" The t-rex appeared somewhat nervous as he slowly hooked his thumb under the waistband of his pants as though to emphasize what he meant. "I would hate to get started without knowing the boundaries, we are by nature lustful creatures, but we know that others are not."

Havok couldn't help but grin as he saw the larger male flounder slightly. "I'm willing to go as far as you want," he replied as he dropped his underpants and swayed his tail as he walked over to the table. "How's that for a boundary?"

The synthetic saurian visibly relaxed and smiled back as Havok hopped up on the table, his stomach pressed against the sheet and his arms crossed under his chin. At this point out of the corner of his eye he noticed the gleam of rubber scales as Anton quickly shed his uniform as well, revealing the taut muscles underneath. The clothing he wore had done him little justice, underneath the clothes the dino had a ripped physique that bordered on a strongman Adonis, complete with a thick cock that hung half-hard between his legs. Already the dragon couldn't wait as he tilted his head back and heard the sound of liquid being squeezed out of a bottle.

Soon those strong hands began to work on the muscles of his back and Havok swore he could feel himself melt under the ministrations of the masseur. After only a few minutes every little bit of tension in his back had vanished entirely. As those meaty paws began to move up towards his shoulders; however, the t-rex stopped suddenly and for a short while nothing happened at all. When Havok turned to ask if something was wrong, he saw the wide eyes the other male had as he took a step back.

"Uh oh..." Anton said as he looked at his own shiny hands. "I usually use this stuff on Chrono, I didn't stop to think whether or not it would be safe to use on a non-rubber creature. I am really, really sorry about that, let me just call someone quick to see what to do."

As Anton quickly ran to the other room to grab the phone he left Havok lying there wondering what happened. Nothing felt strange about his back that he could tell, in fact it felt better than ever. He started to look around for a mirror when he realized that there was one on the ceiling above the bedroom. With the dino still on the phone he hopped off the bench and walked over to the bed, as he did he found that walking was indeed a little strange.

The cause quickly became clear when he craned his head back to look at himself. His entire back was covered in brilliantly shiny, synthetic silver that covered everywhere the rubber creature had massaged him. His scale pattern had completely disappeared as well, his skin a uniform smoothness as he laid there on the bed. Most significantly, though, was that they felt strangely good and he felt a twinge of arousal from seeing the rubber partially cover his body as he heard Anton come back into the room.

"Good news," he said as he looked down at the bottle. "I called the guy who made it and he said that the transformation will be very temporary and only go skin deep, so if you want..." his words trailed off when he saw the partially changed dragon there on the bed with his naked body sprawled out on the sheets. "Whoa..."

"I'm glad you like what you see," Havok replied. "Now since it's temporary and we have nothing to worry about are you going to finish what you started, or am I going to have to take that bottle from you and apply the rest myself?"

When Anton realized what the dragon was talking about his worried look turned into one of mixed relief and arousal as he went back and grabbed the bottle that had caused the changes in the first place. The bed bounced around him as the rex ran in and almost frantically prepped the oil in his hands before continuing the massage. Despite his eagerness the masseur maintained a level of professional work to it, hitting each muscle with his skilled hands as the scales turned to rubber under his ministrations. In that manner he worked from head to toe, deviating only a little when he worked the dragon's pert rear and slid an oil-soaked finger inside, which caused the tingling to intensify while he worked the entirety of his white-scaled legs.

Once he had worked the transformative oil into each of his toes Anton told Havok to turn over onto his stomach. As Havok did so he looked at himself in the mirror and couldn't believe what he saw, his entire back, arms, and legs looked like it wore a latex suit over it, though he knew from the feel of the masseur's hands and the feel of the sheets that it was far more than that. When he turned over it exposed his bare chest and throbbing member, which Anton grinned at as he applied more oil to his hands. Once again the feel of oiled rubber on flesh was exquisite as those hands went straight to his cock and coated it.

When the transformation started Havok had to grab the bed sheets from the intense pleasure of the sensitive flesh being converted to rubber. He almost came right there and Anton had to stop so he wouldn't go over the edge. It took him a few minutes to calm down, and when he did the dino continued his work up his chest, but while he did the dragon began to feel something push up between his latex rump. The girthy cock of the bigger male began to push into his lubed-up hole and the combination of the oil and the rubber his passage had turned into caused Anton to slide in rather easily.

Havok groaned as he was filled at the same rate the other male massaged up his chest to his pectorals, the scales he worked on turning to rubber like frost appearing on a window. Soon the only thing left that wasn't pure silver latex was his head as he felt the strong hands rub against his throat and the thick cock push deep inside him. Their oiled rubber bodies slid effortlessly over one another as Anton went deeper with every thrust, spurring the dragon to new heights of pleasure as he watched their latex forms rut together.

It didn't take long for Havok to climax after the full body stimulation as well as his cock and tailhole. As his typical seed shot out of his silver rubber member Anton continued for another half a minute until he came too, roaring loudly as he did so. The two males remained in the grip of their orgasm and held their latex forms together until finally the intense pleasure died down enough for Anton to pull out. When the dino slid his cock out of Havok's tailhole and collapsed on the bed next to him.

The two rubber creatures laid there together for a while until Havok heard a knock at the door. Anton informed him that was likely his food and when he got up to look he heard a loud tear. The dragon looked down on his side to find the smooth latex had ripped and revealed the white scales underneath. As he walked to the door he slid his fingers underneath and removed a section of the rubber completely. Before he could continue on there was another knock at the door and Havok hastily put on some pants so he could be decent to open it.

This time is was a pink-furred rabbit that had a normal tray with his food on it, the creature smelt like strawberries as he passed by, and once he had accidently bumped into him and found his fingers smeared with something like frosting. He wasn't sure if he should ask about it and by the time he screwed up enough courage to do so the creature had set everything up and took the tray back out. Havok admitted that the waiter had worked fast, his dining room table was set up perfectly and even had a candle lit. The rabbit quickly asked if there was anything else he needed and when the dragon shook his head he moved his way out.

When his front door closed the bedroom door opened and Havok saw that the tyrannosaurus had already put his uniform on. "Leaving so soon?" he asked as the masseur packed up his table.

"Unfortunately I've got to get going," Anton said with a small smirk. "I'm usually pretty packed around this time so I can't spend too much time with any one client. Luckily the next one prefers to be the one giving me the special end to the massage, so I'll have time to recover that way. You have a good time here Drakehavok, hope to see you again."

The dragon nodded and let the dino out the door, then proceeded to sit down to eat. The food was delicious and he felt himself quite full and decided to lay on the couch for the rest of the night. As he did he slowly stripped the rubber that had previously been his skin off of his body, each time he did he shuddered in pleasure from the sensation, and particularly so when he sloughed it off the sensitive flesh of his cock or near his tailhole. It came off easily enough, though, and before he knew it he had a pile of silver rubber on the floor as he continued to sit naked on the couch. Eventually he knew he had to turn in, though, and made his way back to the bedroom, falling asleep while his brain tried to work out what possibly could happen next...