FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

?"OK, this looks to be the place... at least I hope it is!" Johnny said to himself, slowing down his pedalling as he let his bicycle slow down, giving himself enough time to be able to read the oncoming sign that was positioned near the turn off. It was a large, flashy sign, proudly displaying birds of various colors, emblazoned with the text "Amatsu's Chocobo Farm - Prize Birds and Breeding Services Available Here!"

"This HAS to be the place with advertising as flashy as that!" He smirked, starting to peddle once more as he turned in the direction the sign was pointing, taking him away from the busy road up towards his location. He found it kind of odd that a Chocobo farm would be in a place not too far at all from a busy city instead of a quiet, secluded countryside, but at the same time he figured that it'd do more business and attract more visitors if it wasn't too far off the beaten track. Riding down the path, he saw plenty of signs to indicate that he was indeed on the right track, mainly photos and decorations of the birds. Some of the photos depicted a silver-haired man happily tending to the beasts. Said man was the being that had called Johnny down to visit him, and he was curious to find out why his friend had called on him out of the blue to swing by.

It didn't take too long for Johnny's ears to be filled with the sounds of kwehs and warks, the man smiling to himself as he slowed his pedalling once again, looking for a place to park his bike as he brought it to an eventual stop, taking a look at the multitude of birds that were roaming free around the area. He had half expected them to be in their own area of the land, or kept in the stables, but seeing them free and happy was nice. He set his bike up against a nearby fence, getting greeted by a chocobo as he wondered where his friend was.

"Hey, Johnny!" A familiar voice called out to him. "It looks like you got down here without any problems, then?"

"Hey there, Peter!" Johnny turned to greet his friend with a warm smile. "Feels like it's been forever since I saw you last!" He approached his friend and gave him a soft hug. "How've you been holding up?"

"Can't complain too much!" He smirked, returning the hug. "Life's following its usual trend of ups and downs, so I just try to keep positive and hope the next day's better than the previous!"

"Hey, as long as the bad days are few and far between, that's the important part, right?" Johnny told him. "Even if you're down, you've got the birds to help lift your spirits!"

"That's so true!" Peter giggled. "They do make for good company, not to mention good cuddle buddies and pillows for when I'm tired!"

"I'm surprised you've never thought of putting some of their feathers into actual pillows - I bet chocobo-down pillows would go down quite well!"

Yeah, if you wait for the birds to actually molt them, otherwise you'll probably have some nutjob cry fowl about it!" Peter nodded.

"Did you just... was that a bird pun just now?" Johnny arched an eyebrow, trying to decide if his friend had cracked a bad joke or if it was simply a coincidence.

"Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't!" He said with a playful smirk, walking around Johnny. "When you spend nearly every single day looking after several birds, you're bound to end up making a few puns now and again!"

"Looks like business is booming, with all those Chocobo around. So, you wanted me to come so you could show me something?"

"Yes, I thought you'd like the chance to meet the prize Chocobo around here! Well, that's not to say that they all aren't prize birds, all the golden ones have been trained exceptional well under my watch, but there's one bird in particular who makes sure they're all well looked after!"

"Then I gotta see that one." Johnny nodded as he looked around, trying to find the Chocobo his friend was referring to. He wasn't sure if he knew what to look for, but perhaps he'd get lucky and find it without too much trouble on his own.

"Oh, he's not roaming about the fields... not yet, anyway..." Peter said, his smirk growing wider. "This Chocobo I'm going to introduce you to is far, FAR different in comparison to your standard bird - do you think you'll be able to handle the surprise?"

"C'mon, dude, unless this thing can fly to the moon, I think I can handle a surprise or two." The man chuckled and rolled his eyes a little, confident that Peter was over-exaggerating for the sake of salesmanship or some such.

"Alright, but don't say I didn't warn you!"

"Warn me about what?" He cocked his head, taking a look over at his friend as he backed away a few inches.

"Oh, nothing that you won't find out about in a few seconds!" Peter responded - it was rare that he got to do this for an audience that wasn't a flock of birds, and he intended to put on a good show.

Johnny wasn't sure what do make of it, but as he looked at Peter, he couldn't be sure what he was seeing. Was his friend's body starting to ripple? He could swear Peter's shirt was looking a bit tighter, but that couldn't be, could it?

"Mmm..." Peter stifled a moan as his body tensed and pulsed with energy. No matter how many times he did this, it always felt so good. His hands curled into fists, the digits merging together into two large fingers, dark-brown scales covering his hands up to his elbows, short, sharp claws growing from the remaining fingertips and thumbs.

Johnny was surprised -- his friend was changing into something distinctly inhuman. Some kind of mix of Chocobo and human, his body growing steadily larger and more muscular as his shirt split apart, revealing golden yellow feathers and thick, well-defined muscles as his stance started to change, Peter enjoying every second of it.

"Mmrrhh..." Peter ran a hand along his chest, stroking the growing muscles under his feathers, his body growing slowly taller as the changes progressed. His lower body from below his waist seemed to swell and expand, almost as if someone had stuck an air pump into him and was rapidly inflating him, but that was far from the truth. His lower body was steadily becoming something more akin to the build of a typical Chocobo, his jeans struggling to contain his growing bulk.

"Wh-when did you start being able to do this?" Johnny asked as Peter's lower body lengthened and his skeletal structure began to rearrange itself, a pair of wings emerging from the sides as his friend had a rather blissful expression on his face. The change always felt good and turned him on a great deal.

"Oh, I've been capable of doing this for a while now, wwarrkk!!" He huffed, having to sit down momentarily in part due to his now giant midsection being too much for his still-human legs to be able to support, his wings flapping wildly, almost threatening to take him off the ground until he was able to will them back under his control. Resting back, Johnny couldn't help but notice just how excited his friend was getting, his erection dwarfed by the size of his body. If he could, he'd reach down to grasp it, but the new torso meant reaching with his hands was an impossible task. However, there were soon to be some improvements happening for both situations.

Soon, Peter's legs began to bulk up in order to support the weight of his body, his upper thighs incredibly powerful as his toes became covered in thick brown scales, his toes merging into two massive talons, a third on either foot clicking backwards. But his attention was focused on his cock, which rapidly began to swell to meet the size of his new body.

"H... holy..." Johnny gulped as he watched Peter's cock surge in size and girth, the pink hues being flushed out by a vibrant butterscotch coloration, the head remaining semi-human whilst gaining some spikes along the underside. Likewise, his balls ballooned to the size of watermelons, soft down feathers covering them whilst a feathery slit formed around his orbs and spear, designed to keep everything tucked away when all was calm. Of course, judging by the fact that the changing human was now using one of his mammoth feet to grasp his massive dick, he wasn't going to be calming down any time soon.

"W-warkkkk...see something you like?" Peter teased as he once again got up, towering over Johnny a fair bit as his throat feathered over, hair gaining purple tips as it began to to turn to feather and replace his former snow-white hair. His ears vanished into his head, leaving only holes hidden underneath the feathers

Johnny couldn't help but blush as he watched his friend balance against the fence of the nearby pen, a small group of Chocobo watching over the human's transformation with appreciative kweh's. He was still pumping himself passionately with one foot, a fan of vibrant tail feathers growing in from his hindquarters, fanning out behind him. "Are... Are you the..." He tried to ask, only to be cut off by a loud, moaning cry as Peter's teeth fused together inside his mouth, growing thicker, curving into a broad beak, pushing outwards and spreading his lips apart, his nose merging with the upper part of his new bill. The changes ended with his head reshaping slightly, eyes forced apart by his beak, turning a deep, almost mystical purple.

As his transformation finished, Peter trembled and after a few moments, opened his eyes and gave an avian grin, clearly holding himself back and then spread his arms wide and laughed. "Yep! Amatsu is me, my friend! And I wanted to ask you here to join me like this, if you don't mind..."

"J... join you?" Johnny asked, his mind trying to take everything in. It was one thing that he just witnessed his friend transform into a towering Chocobo centaur - a Chocobotaur, if you will - but being asked to join him was something else entirely. "How exactly do you mean 'join you'?"

Amatsu trotted over to a container that had been nearby and pulled out an herb-like plant of some kind. Johnny knew they were the type of food that Chocobos went wild for, even to the extent of preferring them almost exclusively.

"Eat some of these and it'll change you. I've enchanted them to do that. But... ah... there is one potential problem."

"'Potential' problem?" He couldn't help but sound worried about that.

"Yes - if you eat these, there's only a fifty-fifty chance that you'll become a taur like myself. The other half is that you'll become a mindless, feral Chocobo instead. It's up to you in the end if you want to go through with it or not, but considering this is the middle of heat season, I figure it wouldn't hurt to have another taur giving me a hand... if you get lucky to be one, that is. I'm sure you'd be equally useful as a normal 'bo, too!"

"Well... sure. I'll do it, man. It's worth the risk." He nodded and held out his hand, knowing that either way, it was going to be an experience he couldn't pass up. Even if he wound up a normal Chocobo, he knew his friend would take good care of him.

"That's what I like to hear!" Amatsu beamed, letting out a happy kweh as he handed Johnny an especially large green, one that was almost as big as his head. "Just get that down your throat and we'll see which way fate plays out for you!"

Johnny nodded as he took a big bite out of the green and swallowed. It wasn't half-bad, he thought. He could see why the Chocobos liked them so much and began to eat more and more of the green until it was all gone, letting out a loud belch when he was finished.

"Mm...not bad!"

"We may need to work on your manners regardless of the outcome~" Amatsu mocked disgust, shaking his head as he watched on for the first signs of any changes. They'd soon know just what kind of bo he'd be, as long as the changes didn't keep them guessing too far. It didn't take too long for an unfamiliar yet pleasant warmth to flow through the human's body, a pins-and-needles sensation soon following as large, golden quills erupted from Johnny's shoulders, poking through his shirt. "We can say at the very least that you're likely going to be among the prize birds with that golden plumage!"

"That's good at the least!" He smiled, craning his neck to get a better look at his growing feathers. His shirt was growing tighter, as were his jeans, thanks in part to his body starting to steadily grow bigger, the feathers creeping down his arms.

"You know, you're probably gonna wanna get out of those clothes before it gets too late!" Amatsu warned him, everything looking snug.

"Ah don't worry, after this, they're not gonna fit me either WAAARKK!" Johnny suddenly cried out, his arms getting broader, the feathers working all the way along his hands, the digits merging together into practically nothing whilst his arms reconfigured themselves into a pair of wings, wings he'd be able to use thanks to his golden colors.

"Heh... well it seems that I won't have someone to have a human conversation with after all." Amatsu feigned sadness - it was a risk that had to be taken with his enchanted greens.

"I'll still be able to talk to you in chocobo, though!" Johnny smirked, looking at his new wings, his body slowly getting bigger. His shirt split apart down the middle, his barreling chest expanding outwards, casting his clothing aside, his body rapidly reconfiguring itself. "So it's not all that bad!"

Amatsu giggled, watching on as his friend turned further. His arms, now wings, adjusted themselves, properly configuring themselves for flight, as well as being able to be held comfortably against his feathery frame. Looking downwards, he couldn't help but notice that his jeans were looking uncomfortably tight, thanks to a combination of his thighs drastically ballooning in size, and his growing arousal making itself known. The zipper broke, the head of his shaft poking free, throbbing and dribbling pre as it exposed itself.

"W..warrkkk... ooohh..." Johnny moaned, eyes fluttering as he looked at Amatsu and the other 'bos lustfully. "Kwwehh... it's... starting to get harrrrrrRRRKK... harrrder to think straight..." He looked downwards, eying Amatsu's dick.

"Well the hens are in heat and desiring a good fuck..." Amatsu teased. "Even some of the males are eager to be bred by me!" He looked closer, Johnny's balls shrinking away, retreating into his underside. As if to make up for that, his dick started to surge in size, a reddish hue overtaking the pink, the head morphing into a slender, tapered tip as the remnants of his human seed spurted outwards, being replaced with something more potent whilst the rest of his penis thickened up, initially becoming as thick as an adult's arm before surpassing even that, the head of his cock jutting up past his underside.

"WWAARRRKKKK!!!" He screeched lowly, thoughts growing simpler by the second as lust overwhelmed him. "BRREEEEED MEEEE!" He cried out, turning away from Amatsu, feathered thighs bursting through denim as they bulked up sufficiently, his legs popping as they moved closer towards the middle of his body, helping to provide some balance. Everything below his knees were consumed by dark-brown scales, toes wiggling as they merged together, the big toe on each foot shrinking away, five digits reduced to two, a third growing in from near his heels as they all gained sharp talons.

"Gladly, my friend!" Amatsu chirped, approaching him, watching a fan of golden tail feathers growing from his rear, his anus puckering in preparation as it moved to sit closer to his now-avian hind-quarters. Without wasting a second, he drove his giant, butterscotch dick into that awaiting hole, getting a low cry from Johnny in return as he was penetrated.

"KKWEEEEHHHHH!!! KWEEEHHHHH YESSSSS, KWWEEHHH KWWEEHHHH!!!" He screamed, his neck stretching, carrying his head from his body, vocal chords distorting in the process, leaving him unable to produce anything outside of animalistic cries. He bucked against Amatsu, tongue hanging from the side of his mouth, his hair falling away in clumps, only to be replaced by a neat crest of feathers.

"Hhrhraawwrrkkk... that's it, good stud~" Amatsu stroked along one of Johnny's wings, causing the ex-human to chirp and trill, his thoughts nothing more than grazing, breeding, eating and other typical chocobo stuff. His teeth fused together inside of his mouth, merging into two solid masses, a golden-brown coloration spreading over them whilst they grew outwards, stretching his mouth apart, his nose even merging with the upper mass as it happened, nostrils setting themselves onto his new beak. To end the changes, his eyes moved to the sides of his head, turning a deep blue, tufts of feathers growing in on his cheeks.

"KKWWAAHHHH!!" Johnny's talons struck against the ground as he thrust back against Amatsu, thrusting forwards at the same time, pumping his dick outwards at a steady rhythm. He could see the eager hens in the field, and his simplified mind was screaming at him to breed them, but he had to wait till Amatsu was done. He crooned under the 'botaur's touch, feeling those strong, taloned hands caressing the feral bird's wings and sides tenderly. The attention was so invigorating that he could feel his orgasm approaching rapidly.

"Khhhrhrhrarrrhh....KKKWHHHWAWAWWWWWAAAARRRRRRRKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!" He screeched to the heavens, throwing his head back as he came, his giant cock spraying the earth in front of him with his rich seed. Moments later, Amatsu followed suite, his own cry joining Johnny's as he seeded his friend. Amatsu held his partner close throughout the duration of the orgasm, panting as his orgasm died down.

"Hhrh..hhrhawrhh... good... good boy, Johnny~" Amatsu smiled, bringing a hand to stroke Johnny's beak, drawing a happy kweh out of it. "I think that the other birds are going to love getting to know you!"

"Kweeeeh~" Johnny called out, grinning as well as his beak would let him, pulling away from Amatsu as he stepped closer to the breeding pens.

"Looks like someone's eager to get to work!" Amatsu laughed, seeing that their little session had done nothing to sate Johnny's lust, his cock still standing at full sail. "Well then, let's get you to work right away!" Amatsu guided the new bird to the gate, opening it and allowing him access to the eager hens, who wasted no time in getting amorous with the new stud. "Now all we've got to see is how long you can go without taking a break!" He giggled, watching Johnny get down to work.