FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

It was hard to focus on school the next few days after Dakota's incident with her cousin Victor. She was left still confused, and frustrated, not least because she found out the next day that he'd told her mom that she hadn't been a good girl, and would definitely still need a sitter. But at least on Wednesday she had a sleepover planned with one of her friends from school.

The day seemed to drag on interminably. All she wanted was for the day to be done so she could go home with her friend. A palpable sense of relief filled her when the final bell rang and she was free.

In the rush of students trying to get out, she almost lost track of her friend. Thankfully, the oryx's long horns stood well above the heads of their classmates, making her hard to miss. She caught up with her out in the school yard.

"Hey, Dakota!" she said.

The shepherd pup giggled and hugged the oryx. "Hey, Olivia! Is your mom picking us up?"

Olivia shook her head. "Nah. She's got work. But I have a key, and it's not too far to my house. We can walk it."

"Okay!" Dakota's tail wagged furiously behind her as she and her friend set off down the road.

Along the way, they talked about their classmates. One of them had gotten in trouble again for peeking under the stalls in the boys bathroom, and that started off their conversation as soon as they were a little down the road from their school.

"Can you believe he'd be peeking at other boys?" Olivia giggled.

"Ugh, I don't know why he'd want to look at gross boy parts," Dakota replied.

"What, haven't you ever been curious what boys look like down there?" Olivia teased.

The pup shook her head. "Nah. I've already seen boys' parts. They're weird."

Olivia gasped. "You have?! When?!"

Dakota shrugged nonchalantly. "Derek showed me his one time when I was over his house," she said. "Bobby showed me his on the playground over the summer."

Her friend looked scandalized. "Lucky! I wish I could get a boy to show me his."

"They're nothing special," Dakota said. "It's just like a flesh snake between their legs with a sack under it. They're kinda gross."

"Still though, I wanna see!" Olivia insisted.

Dakota shrugged. "I mean, I'm sure you could find a boy willing to do it behind one of the trees in the school yard or at the park or something if you REALLY wanted it."

The oryx raised an eyebrow. "Why aren't you interested?" she asked.

"I'm just not, okay?" Dakota barked.

"Oh." Olivia was quiet for a minute as they walked. "Do you maybe wanna see mine?"

That caught the pup's attention. She hadn't considered looking at another girl's parts, but now that the idea was out there, it intrigued her. "Uh... I mean, maybe," she said.

The oryx smirked and gave her a little shove. "That's so gay!"

"Hey, you offered!" Dakota replied, giving her friend a playful shove in return.

"Yeah, but I didn't realize you were a homo!"

The word hit Dakota funny. She wasn't really one of those, was she? The image of her cousin's penis flashed across her mind, and her stomach turned.

"I never said I was," Dakota objected. "I'm just curious, gods. Aren't you?"

Olivia quieted down. "I mean, I guess so," she said. "When we get back to my house, show me yours, I'll show you mine?"

"Deal," Dakota said.

Their conversation drifted to other topics, and in no time at all, they reached Olivia's house.

Once they got in, they went right up to Olivia's bedroom. The oryx looked at the shepherd, a little blush crossing her cheeks.

"Umm... c-can you step out while I change out of my uniform?" she asked.

Dakota grinned at her friend. "Why? It's a perfect chance for us to show off to each other," she said. The pup showed no shame as she started pulling off her polo shirt. Before Olivia could react, the pup had removed it, baring her chest to her friend.

"D-dakota!" Olivia cried. She turned around and covered her eyes.

The pup was undeterred. Her shorts quickly followed. And in the interest of showing off, she pulled her panties off for good measure. "Come on, Livs, it's just a body. We have all the same parts!"

Slowly, Olivia turned around. She spread her fingers and looked at her. "W-wow," she whispered.

Dakota giggled. "See? Nothing weird about US!" She wiggled her hips, then turned around and bent over, showing off her butt and flower to her friend. "So there. I've showed you mine. Your turn."

Her friend was much less courageous. She unbuttoned her shirt slowly, then slipped it off. Dakota noted the hints of her nipples just barely visible through her fur. The oryx's shorts went next. Unlike Dakota she kept her panties on, at least at first.

"A-are you sure you wanna see?" Olivia asked.

Dakota sighed and rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I'm sure. What, are you chicken?"

"What?! No!" Olivia protested.

The pup beamed and started impersonating a chicken, her arms folded and flapping like wings, head bobbing back and forth.

"Ugh, fine," Olivia said. She pulled her panties down, then sat down on her bed and spread her legs. "Happy?"

The pup froze when her friend presented herself. She recovered quickly, though, and bounded over, dropping her knees in front of her friend to examine her vulva. "Wow," she muttered. "It looks kinda neat..." What drove her to ask this question, she'd never be sure. But she looked up at the oryx. "Can I touch it?"

Olivia's jaw dropped. She couldn't believe her friend had asked that! She immediately recoiled and closed her legs tight. "Eww! No!" she said. Her hooves pressed against Dakota's shoulders and pushed her back.

A soft yelp escaped the pup as she was pushed back. The rejection hurt more than she thought it would. She got herself back up and rubbed her shoulder, looking away from her friend. "O-oh... sorry," she muttered.

An awkward silence descended over the pair. Olivia finally broke it when she scrambled forward and grabbed her panties.

Without a word, Dakota crawled over and grabbed her own panties, pulling them back on quickly, then went into her backpack and pulled out her play clothes. She had brought one of her favorite dresses. With a small flourish, she pulled it on, then turned her attention back to Olivia.

Her friend had pulled on shorts and a vest. With her long horns, it was hard to find shirts that she could get on.

"Umm... wanna watch some cartoons or something?" Dakota asked.

"Sure," Olivia said. There was an edge of hostility to her voice. Dakota wondered if maybe this would be her last sleepover with her friend.

The two settled in on opposite sides of the couch to watch cartoons. A couple shows later, and the awkwardness from earlier seemed forgotten. When Olivia's older sister got home, she immediately set them on doing their homework.

"So she can watch her stupid shows," Olivia muttered as they retreated to her room.

Their homework was thankfully easy that day, and by the time they finished, they were laughing together again. It seemed their relationship had gone back to normal.

Dinner was a quiet affair. Olivia's mom made some African dish that Dakota couldn't pronounce, but it was really tasty. That was one of her favorite parts of coming to Olivia's house: her mom made all sorts of food that she never got to have anywhere else.

After dinner, the girls went up to Olivia's room and played. She had a big collection of legos, and they quickly lost themselves building houses and coming up with story lines for their mini figures. They got so wrapped up in their game that they lost track of time, at least until Olivia's mom knocked on the door at bedtime.

"Girls, it's time to get ready for bed. And don't forget to shower! The hot water heater is having issues, so if you want it hot, you'll have to be quick," she said.

The girls groaned, then put away their toys and looked at each other. Olivia seemed nervous.

"Uh... do you want to shower together?" Dakota asked. It wouldn't have been the first time the girls had bathed together. They'd been friends since first grade, and showering together wasn't out of the ordinary for them. Though now it seemed a bit... different.

"S-sure, I guess," Olivia said. She didn't sound convinced at all. But she didn't argue, either.

The girls made their way to the bathroom across the hall. They shut the door behind them, and wordlessly undressed, neither girl looking at the other.

Olivia stepped into the shower first. Dakota followed. The oryx turned on the water and quickly adjusted it. It took a minute for the water to heat up, but once it did, the two girls quickly got to washing themselves. They wasted no time, and even helped each other with their backs. They had just finished lathering up when the water got cold again. They squealed, but they had no choice but to deal with a cold rinse.

The second they had their fur clear, they turned off the water and leapt out, each grabbing a towel and drying off as quickly as they could.

Once dry, they wrapped their towels around themselves, picked up their clothes off the floor, and zipped across the hall back into Olivia's room. Dakota shut the door behind her, and dropped her towel, then went to her backpack to pull out her pajamas.

"Hey, Dakota?" Olivia said.

"Yeah, Livs?" Dakota replied. She didn't look up, too focused on getting out her pajamas.

"Did you still wanna... touch?" she asked.

That got that shepherd pup's attention. She looked over her shoulder at the oryx. Olivia was sitting on her bed, her towel still wrapped around her. Dakota felt her heart leap.

"Well, yeah," Dakota said. "But only if you want me to."

Olivia looked away. Slowly, she stood up, then let her towel drop to the floor. Now completely nude, she sat back down on the bed and spread her legs. "Go ahead," she whispered.

Dakota couldn't believe her luck! She crawled over, her tail standing straight up, and brought her muzzle close to Olivia's groin. Her flower appeared to be a mere strip of flesh between her legs, a parting of her fur, but Dakota knew it could be so much more. She brought a paw to the oryx's nethers and gently spread her lips.

Her friend gasped, but didn't make any other indication to stop. Dakota kept her eyes glued to her friend's parts as she explored. The flesh was soft and warm, rubbery almost, and moved easily with her fingers. She spread them and saw the bigger slit, the small one where she peed, and the little button of flesh that her own explorations with her fingers had led her to on her own body.

As she explored, she noticed a reaction in her own body. A warmth developed between her legs. Her heart seemed to be pounding faster, like it did after she'd run a mile. She remembered when Victor had licked her flower, and got the sudden urge to lean in and taste Olivia's.

"So pretty," Dakota whispered.

This time Olivia wasn't so quick to push her away. She took a breath, then leaned in and gave her friend's flower a quick lick. The oryx gasped.

That little taste was divine. Without a moment's hesitation, the German shepherd dove down in and began eagerly lapping at her friend's vulva. Her tongue explored the soft, spongy flesh of her sex, exploring the folds of her labia, and the little nub at the top. She recalled how good it felt when her cousin had licked her there, and she wanted to make her friend feel good, too.

"Dakota," Olivia muttered. "That..."

A soft, pleasured moan reached her ears. Her friend's legs wrapped around the pup's head, pulling her in close. She grinned and pressed her nose into Olivia's groin, the shepherd's tongue eagerly worshiping at the altar of her friend's sex. Her tail wagged happily behind her as warm tingles filled her body.

Olivia grabbed onto her ears and pulled her in. Her hips bucked against Dakota's head. Between everything she found herself nearly smothered between her friend's legs, but she didn't care. This felt good, this felt right, this felt...

All of a sudden, Dakota found herself flat on her back. She hadn't even noticed when Olivia had kicked her away again, but it was much harder this time. Her shoulders ached.

"What was that for?!" Dakota hissed.

The oryx sat up and sneered at her. "For being a weird homo," she whispered.

Hot tears welled up in Dakota's eyes. "B-but... you let me do that! So what does that make YOU?!" she spat back.

Olivia sniffed and stood up. She started putting her pajamas on without looking at the German shepherd pup. "I... listen, can we just forget that this happened?"

Against her will, Dakota's tears began escaping. A cold stone filled her stomach, but a fire burned in her chest. Maybe she really was gay. Not only did what they did feel good, but there was something more behind it. "Olivia... I love you," Dakota whispered.

Her friend froze. "You... what?"

The pup wasn't sure how to explain it herself. It felt right in the moment, though. They had shared so much, so many good times and bad times, and to be rejected over THIS? It wasn't fair! It wasn't right!

"Olivia, I love you," Dakota said, more firmly. She stood up and tried to hug the oryx. She pushed her away. "Livs..."

"No!" Olivia cried.

Dakota stumbled backwards as though she had been punched. It certainly felt like it. She was about to retort when there was a knock on the door.

"What the devil is going on in there?" The voice of Olivia's mother sent a chill down Dakota's spine. The doorknob turned, and a horrified Dakota realized she was still naked. She scrambled to get her nightgown on, and just barely managed to get it over herself before the elder oryx came in.

"N-nothing!" Dakota said.

"Dakota was trying to get me to stay up later," Olivia said. "But we have school tomorrow so I told her no."

The adult affixed a glare on Dakota that seemed to pierce right into her soul. Did she know what happened? "Don't you be going and becoming a bad influence on my Olivia," she warned.

"Sorry," Dakota muttered.

"And pick up your bloomers! Were you raised in a barn?"

Dakota gasped as she realized her underwear was still on the floor. She dropped to her knees and picked them up, quickly stowing them in her backpack.

With one more judgmental huff, the elder oryx left, closing the door behind her. Once she was gone, Dakota pulled her panties back out and pulled them on, then looked up at Olivia. "Why'd you cover for me?"

Her friend huffed. "She'd kill us both if she knew what we did," she said. She climbed under the covers and sighed. "So we really can't let her find out..."

"Oh," Dakota said. She thought about that for a moment. "But why?"

Olivia looked scandalized. "It's sinful!" She looked away. "We're probably already going to hell for what we did..."

The pup remained silent. She knew her friend's mom was religious, but hers wasn't. She hadn't set footpaw in a church at any point in her life, and would have no idea what to do if she did. Still, that seemed a lame excuse. "Then why'd you even let me?"

"I was curious, okay?" Olivia rolled onto her side, her back to Dakota. "Just... go to sleep..."

Sleep? How could she sleep now? She felt hollow. But there was no use fighting it now. The pup fell to her knees. She crawled to her sleeping bag, her vision blurred by tears, and climbed in, crying quietly into her pillow. Her rejection burned, but why she couldn't even begin to understand. She had discovered something about herself, feelings she didn't know she even could have, and the first fur she felt them for had thrown them in her face and spit on them. School the next day was going to be awkward.