FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Deep in the heart of the jungle stood a structure that had as of yet been undiscovered by the world around it, a place ruled over by the rubber panther god Aktor and the creatures that he had converted to his acolytes. After assimilating a band of conquistadors that had been scouting the area the tribe had been slowly growing, scouting more of the rainforest that they had made their home. Though they possessed a sizable number they were always careful in how the outside world knew about them, as Aktor had experienced before those that failed to understand their kind would often react violently when it came to learning of their existence. As such they made sure that their tribe had remained mere myth and legend to any that may wander in the area, being careful not to spread their influence to the outside world.

Unfortunately for them outside world was doing its best to encroach on them. More and more the scouts that were sent to monitor the area had come back with word that new conquerors were landing on the shores that bordered their jungle every day. Most were content to stay in the wetlands and plains, places where it was easy for them to move around and build their cities with little resistance from the environment. But as Sol had begun to see more and more those that were outside the jungle had begun to look inwards in order to see what riches may lay within. One particular day the rubber panther man practically bounced back into the throne room where Aktor and several of his particularly favorite pets lay at his feet.

"It's a settlement!" Sol exclaimed as he pointed in the direction from which he had come. "There has to be at least fifty people there and they've already started to cut down the jungle that surrounded the river they settled near. I think they're planning on making a trade route of it... and that river gets very close to this place."

"Calm yourself, my dear pet," Aktor said with a small chuckle before motioning for the other rubber panther to come up on his lap. "Come up here so that I can see your memories clearly for myself, as well as allowing me to reward you for your hard work in protecting us. I will make a plan of action once I have seen what you've seen..."

Sol was more than happy to oblige and practically scrambled over to get on the lap of his deity, the royal guards in the room looking on in jealousy while making no moves to hide their throbbing erections. Once he had gotten on the lap of the bigger male Sol immediately felt the fingers of the god stroking against the back of his shiny rubber head, causing him to purr in contentment from the pleasure being lavished upon him. At the same time Aktor began to sink his tendrils of influence into the other male's mind to see what he had seen, accessing his memories through the rubbery link he was creating. As his clawed fingers sank down into the skull of Sol the rubber panther god saw in his mind's eye what had caused the scout such concern.

At first Aktor thought it might have been another group of conquistadors, but it appeared that the fear they had experienced from losing an entire squad in the jungles of their home had continued to keep them at bay. In its place was something different, a tribe of Mayan Indians that had bucked the myths and rumors that surrounded this place in order to try and set up a new settlement next to the fertile banks of the river. The panther god felt for them as he realized they were there because the conquerors that they had dealt with before likely pushed them out this close to the jungle, and even before he pulled away from the head of the other latex feline a plan began to form in his mind.

As Sol felt the connection to his master pulling away from him he looked up to see what was happening, watching as the bigger male put his hands together and seemed to be in deep concentration. He and all those in the chamber watched as the rubber on the palms of the feline bubbled and pulled up, forming into goopy tentacles that twisted around one another. They watched in a mixture of awe and reverence as a mask was formed in that rubber, as well as a number of small round rubber balls that swirled with magical energy. When Aktor was finished he took the mask and pushed it into the chest of Sol, the smaller rubber panther gasping in pleasure as he felt the presence of his god inside of him.

"I have created you a mask similar to the one of my own power that will allow you to change the forms of those that are in that village," Aktor explained as he took the shiny black balls and pressed them into Sol's muscular chest next. "These will increase their lusts and their attraction to bodies like yours, all you need to do is press them against their forehead and the corruption will spread through their thoughts. Once you have converted the entire village lead them back to me and I will properly convert them into the fold."

"An entire village?" Sol said in awe. "Not to question your divine planning, but we've never taken so many before. Will that not reveal ourselves to others?"

"It's a risk we must be willing to take," Aktor replied stoically. "I will not let what's mine be taken away once again, and if I must assimilate the entire civilization here to do it then so be it. One could do worse with an entire continent full of my devoted subjects... perhaps I have been thinking too small after all."

"Does that mean..." Sol asked, his chest swelling and his eyes widening in hope.

"Yes, we will be bringing the others into the fold now it seems," Aktor replied, smiling as he saw the other rubber feline practically beaming with joy at the declaration. "Let's start with this tribe first and then go from there. If you are successful in bringing everyone into the fold then we may move on to the others... the only thing that you must do for me is make sure that you bring the chief of the village here unchanged, the rest of the village you may do as you please."

As he continued to keep his connection with the other male Aktor showed him what to do with the items that he had just given him, as well as potential strategies on how to take down the settlement. Though it was going to be a difficult task the panther god wanted Sol to go on this mission solo; if he was caught going about in the jungle they mistake him as either a regular jungle cat or as a figment of their imaginations, while a dozen or so marching through the jungle might take a completely different tone. They weren't there to conquer them after all, Aktor thought to himself, merely bring them into fold.

Before the smaller male started off on his journey Aktor gave him one last gift, taking his hand and cupping the sack of Sol. As he massaged the orbs and caused the male to squirm in pleasure he endowed him with one last aspect of his power, the ability to turn others into panther men like himself. His cum was soon filled with his essence and though he could see Sol's cock practically throbbing with need he wanted to make sure he stored it all for those that he came across to gift them with instead. Once he had finished he set the smaller male on his feet and told him to go and make him proud before sitting back on the throne.

Sol just beamed with pride in his master's trust in him, something that was sensed by the other male as he leaned down and nuzzled the other feline. The two went from rubbing their black latex faces against one another to kissing, their long tongues twining around one another as the god pushed his down deep into his acolyte. The taste of his devotion was intoxicating... and though he wouldn't mind taking his first and favorite to satiate their lusts he wanted the rubber panther to be primed and ready for his mission. That didn't stop him from continuing to make out for another minute or so before he broke the embrace and sent the latex feline out with a pat on the rear...

************************

The village that had just been set up was one that was clearly done in haste, the Indian tribe still attempting to put up enough shelters in order to house everyone as others worked to set up food and water supplies. Many were wounded; the conquistadors attempts to subjugate them had quickly turned violent and they were no match for the weapons brought by them. Many weren't even able to escape with their lives much less any of their possessions and what made things worse were that their enemies had captured their children while they fled. That was what prompted the bloodiest of the fighting and by the time the dust had settle there were only a few dozen left that had managed to escape and go towards the jungle.

It was the one place that they knew the conquistadors wouldn't go, when things were still peaceful they had asked extensively of the dense trees and what possibly laid within. Though they were hesitant to say why they were curious on such information they finally let it slip that they had lost a number of troops to the jungle and that those who managed to come back were delirious and spouted something about demons attacking them. Even if they didn't believe in such a thing it was enough for them to put exploring the area on the back burner, going so far as to sailing around the large swathe of land in order to avoid coming in contact with it. Unfortunately that also put the armies in the path of the Mayans who had already settled there, many of whom were either enslaved or displaced.

"What are we going to do chief," one of their warriors said as he sat getting a bullet wound bandaged up. "Not only do they possess superior firepower but there are more of them coming with each passing moon. At this rate our entire land will be crawling with them and even the threat of the cursed jungle won't be enough for them to come after us!"

There was a moment of silence as the chief, a large, muscular man with many scars and tattoos on his flesh from past battles and as a record of his accomplishments, sat there and looked solemnly in the fire. "We can only hope the gods will give us the strength and guidance to drive them back," he said finally. "It was by their blessings that we found this river in the first place to head down and fertile land to build our settlement anew. For now the jungle will shield us until we can regroup, potentially get the other displaced tribes together and form an alliance."

"Chief... the tribes have been scattered," the warrior replied. "How do we hope to form an alliance if we don't know where they are?"

"I have kept in contact with the others by messenger bird," the chief explained as he slowly sat up. "Now rest Ticulan, you will only create further pain for yourself and we need you to be completely healed for what is to come next. Make sure the scouts and sentries are on watch in case they were able to follow us, I don't want any surprises to happen just because we think that we are safe for the time being."

It appeared the rest of the tribe also shared the same sentiment of weariness, a pall of silence hanging over the entire area as they took priority in shoring up defenses as well as securing shelter for everyone especially the wounded. Those that were still healthy enough to travel were set as scouts to try and survey the area for any other potential pitfalls and creatures that might do them harm. Though none of them wished to venture into the jungle they knew that would be the greatest potential for an encounter, and it was left upon a game of chance on who would go in there. Eventually a younger warrior named Velchi was the one chosen, the others chuckling and wishing him good luck before they set out on to survey the area.

While Velchi was just as brave as the others the rumors of the jungle, both Indian and Conquistador, were replaying in his mind as he made his way through the dense foliage. He, like most of the others of his caste, knew how to move almost effortlessly through the low branches and thick vegetation while leaving little in the way of a path. It would do him little good to be scouting only to bring back danger to the village by something following him. Little did he know what lurked in the bushes had not only already found him but had set its sights on him and him along as a pair of glowing eyes watched from above.

Hours passed and eventually day started to turn to night, which meant for Velchi it was time for him to return back towards the village in order to tell the others what he had found... or rather what he hadn't found. It appeared that at least in this area the dangers that had plagued the others was not present, something that he thanked the gods was the case as he began to climb one of the larger trees he had found. With the village being in a clearing near the lake it wouldn't be hard for him to see and he had to get his bearings on how far he had explored before starting his trip back home to the village. As he got up towards the canopy though his focus was so fixated on trying to see where it was that he failed to notice the shiny black creature going up on a nearby trunk.

Eventually Velchi broke through the canopy and saw the sun just starting to set over the mountains near the coat, the Mayan squinting his eyes to try and see where the village was. Though it was hard to make out eventually his eyes caught the reflection of the water from the nearby river, his eyes following it up until he finally made out the clearing they had settled. It looked almost tiny compared to the vast expanse of jungle that bordered them as his head turned to scan the horizon. Just as he started to head back down the tree he thought he caught a glint of something deep in the sea of vibrant green, something that looked like it might have been a stone structure even though that would have been impossible...

Just then Velchi felt his head get pushed back as something hit him right in the middle of the forehead, the Mayan Indian gasping in surprise from the sudden impact as he gripped the tree tighter instinctively to stop from falling. The first thought that he had was that he had taken a bullet from one of those guns he had seen getting fired on the battlefield, but as he quickly regained his composure he realized that he would probably be falling down to the ground dead. His next thoughts turned to some sort of bug that had just flown full speed into his head or something of that nature, the male climbing down the tree quickly so he could use his hands to examine where it had hit. As he ventured further down back onto the floor of the jungle the rubber ball that had been fired out of Sol's blowgun remained fixed where it had hit, the sphere sinking into the flesh of the male until it disappeared completely...

When the Mayan got down to the ground he practically jumped off so he could examine what was happening with his head. The second he was able to use his hands again he brought them up to his face as he felt his forehead throbbing in the spot where he had been hit. Much to his surprise however he found nothing but smooth flesh, not even a bump from the impact could be felt even as the area tingled underneath his fingertips. He chalked it up to something that was small and flying having ran into him and began to make his way back towards the village.

It was only a few minutes after his departure however when Velchi began to feel... strange, like his skin was beginning to heat up as the corruption of Aktor's power began to seep deeper into his mind. A droplet of shiny black liquid leaked out of his ears as he found himself panting slightly, not from exertion but a growing sense of need as he found his leather pants beginning to tighten. This was completely unlike him, Velchi thought to himself as he stumbled forward after missing a thick vine that he would have normally stepped easily over, he never got like this when he was out scouting. While perhaps back when they were in their old home he might start getting lewd thoughts concerning one or two of the pretty females that were back in the village even if he wasn't out trying to keep the tribe safe he wouldn't think of trying to bed one of them in their current crisis.

Velchi tried not to think about his lustful urges and contain himself until he got back, knowing that after he was done getting to the village he would have to face the other scouts to report on what he had found. If he came in and they saw him fully erect they would likely mock him and they would tell the chief what had happened. His cheeks burned with the shame of imaging them circled around him, laughing and pointing as one of them pulled off his pants to expose his erection. He would have to just stand there half-naked as they might even tease him by grabbing onto it and stroking it, making him shiver in pleasure as they exposed themselves as well.

The Mayan nearly ran into a tree as he continued to see the lewd scene play out in his mind, the rational part of his brain shocked to even suggest that the others would do such a thing. Though more than one were interested in those of the same sex they all knew their job was more important than to fool around with such a thing, yet as he held onto the tree for support he couldn't get their well-toned, deeply tanned bodies out of their mind. Having seen them naked more then once, modesty not something that they really needed among them, he knew how every contour of their body actually looked as he imagined their hands against his, kneading his firm pectorals with their fingers as he was able to brush against those glistening washboard abs.

It was then that Velchi realized that some of his dream had seeped out into reality, his moan turning into a gasp as he looked down and saw unnaturally shiny black fingers pressing into the meat of his chest. Though the feeling was intensely pleasurable the sudden shock of having another person in his vicinity broke him of the lustful haze he was in, and as he whipped around to see who was behind him his eyes widened when he saw it wasn't a person at all. "Mmmm, it appears I misjudged the potency of Master Aktor's power," the feline-faced creature said, licking its synthetic lips with its tongue. "Just as well, I like the chase every now and again."

Velchi attempted to turn and bolt when he found himself falling forward and hitting the ground. Somewhere in his fantasy this creature had managed to pull his pants down... just not all the way as his bare butt suddenly stuck up in the air. What he had seen was both frightening and incredibly erotic, the handsome muscular hunk that had been manhandling him was even more perfectly sculpted then his fellow warriors to the point he looked like a statue. Was this the demon that the Conquistadors had encountered in the jungle? For a brief second he found himself mesmerized by the sight... before he realized this was some sort of cat-creature in the jungle leering lustfully at him and prompted him to kick off his pants before running.

As the Mayan ran half-naked back through the jungle he knew that the creature was probably close behind. All the training and skill he had learned making sure no one could follow his path went right out the window as he went crashing through the underbrush. Not only that but he could feel his still half-erect member bouncing against him the more he ran, focusing his corrupted brain back on the lust of that creature's body while he attempted to escape. This cursed erection, he thought to himself as he gritted his teeth, if there was only some way that he could get rid of it so that he could run unabated...

His lust-filled mind went to the only thing he knew to relieve himself of such an affliction, though stroking the sensitive flesh while running through the jungle was not only almost comical to think about but was causing him more problems then just running with it. But the second that his hand closed around it his mind seemed to go blank, falling back to those images of his fellow scouts and warriors now fully embracing him and one another. Their glistening male bodies pressed against one another as their naked forms were rubbed and sucks, focusing back on his throbbing maleness as others were pressed against him. He didn't even realize he was slowing down as suddenly the image shifted and the other Mayan warriors were replaced with more of those shiny rubber panther creatures, including himself as his mind's eye looked down and saw his body transformed like the others.

"Aktor's blessing has started to deeply take root," the same voice from before prompted, hearing a chuckle as he turned to see the panther man standing on a branch up in the tree looking down at him. "Your mind must have been very fertile to allow it to spread so quickly, you will make a fine worshipper for him."

"No... please..." Velchi said as he attempted to step back from the creature above him, one hand still stroking himself while the other was raised up in defense. "Do not consume my body or soul... my tribe, it needs me. We've been decimated, and to lose another to these jungles will only weaken them further."

"I have no intention of weakening your tribe," Sol replied as he bounced effortlessly down to the ground, watching with glee as the eyes of the other male looked at him almost hungrily. "In fact, quite the opposite. My god Aktor wishes to bestow upon you a body that is resilient against not only the elements but the ravages of time and disease, all you have to do is become one of his pets and you can have a form just like mine."

"Just... like yours..." Velchi replied, tendrils of black beginning to spread through the whites of his eyes as he was tempted by the offer given to him even as he mustered up a resistance. "This is not of the gods, what sort of sorcery are you attempting to use on me?"

"This is divine," Sol corrected, continuing to close the distance between them as he ran his hands up and down his own muscular chest to keep the Mayan man's focus where it should be. "I can tell you're already lusting for it, your body aching to touch mine and feel the pure bliss that Aktor can bring to you. I have the means to give you exactly what you want, all you have to do is knell down and receive it."

Sol made sure his intentions on what he wanted were clear when he squeezed his own rubber cock, watching Velchi's eyes grow wide as a droplet of the black liquid dripped down the tip of the rather impressive member. The will of the horny male was being eroded away from two fronts now, his mind continuing to bombard him with images of pure desire coming from creatures just like the one that stood in front of him as well as seeing the real thing right in front of him for the taking. Even the rational part of his mind was starting to turn against him as well, saying how much of a boon it would be to have a body like the one in front of him. The feline flexibility, strong muscles, ripped physique... it was everything that a warrior could want as he slowly began to step forward to close the rest of the gap.

When he was close enough Sol took his clawed fingers and ripped the upper vestments of the other male completely off, exposing his muscular chest that was rather well-defined even without the touch of the panther. Though he had successfully corrupted his prey's mind with the rubber ball to ramp up his lusts and desire the male form above all else he knew that it was only mental changes that he was able inflict with them, for the rest of it he would need a completely different gift that Aktor had granted him. The ability to change others into rubber panther men was stored deep inside his balls, which were practically throbbing as he watched the Mayan warrior fall down to his knees in front of him. Sol couldn't help but smirk as the look on the other male's face went from that of terror to shock to curiosity before landing completely on need.

"I... I shouldn't..." Velchi said even as he found himself face to face with Sol's shaft, his fingers brushing up against the impossible smoothness of the other creature's skin. "Gods, what am I doing? Why... why do I need to-"

"I think that's enough talking for now," Sol interrupted, taking the head of his member and pushing it past the still moving lips of the human. "Let's put that mouth of yours to better use." The second that the first droplet of liquid hit the mouth of the male his eyes, which had turned black nearly up to the iris, rolled back into his head as he let out a loud moan. "There we are... let Aktor's essence fill you completely..."

The corruption that had been festering inside the skull of the warrior suddenly kicked into overdrive, pushing increasingly erotic visions in his head in order to prepare him for his new lot in life. It wasn't just the divine will of Aktor either, Sol was flooding the completely open human with his own memories as well. In a matter of a minute the other male had gone from needing his head to get bobbed back and forth to doing so on his own, the shy, reserved movements of the scout becoming increasingly bold as he was taught how to properly serve. Though Sol could see that his shaft was already stretching the lips of the other male and had started to push towards his throat he knew that he couldn't change him much... not until he enacted the other part of his plan.

That didn't mean that he couldn't do a bit of internal blessing as he saw the muscles of the kneeling male begin to shift. Though he was already quite lithe more muscle was being added onto his frame as Sol pushed his hands down onto the back of the warrior to feel them grow and expand. It was such a wonderful feeling, Aktor's power filtering into the frail human body and giving it new growth and strength. Sol was practically climaxing from the sheer pleasure of changing this human, though he attempted to keep himself contained as his hips began to hump forward slightly.

Any semblance of resistance Velchi may have had before he engaged in the strange sex act with the even more bizarre creature melted away as he felt the sheer force of Aktor's power inside him now. It was like he had been blindfolded and Sol was kind enough to remove it to show all that he had been missing. His own hands went up to start worshipping the divine form of the creature in front of him, causing the male he was pleasuring to wiggle in euphoria as his fingers traced over every shiny contour from his thighs to that impressive set of pectorals. This truly was a creature deserving of worship, he thought as he stretched up as far as he could to tease the nipples of Sol while keeping that thick, throbbing cock as deeply inside him as possible.

Sol could feel himself starting to convert the human more than just on the inside and though his own lusts were peaking he knew he had to stop. Though he would want nothing more than to finish this creature off he needed the human to at least look such, and the more of his transformative seed he took in the sooner he would no longer be that way. Even as he looked down he could see rivulets of black goo starting to leak out of the human's nose and corners of his mouth as well as his eyes being completely blacked out. He could also feel the warrior's tongue stretch as well and as Sol looked down he could see Velchi's face begin to stretch out and a muzzle push out the still human flesh with each suck of his cock.

"That's enough..." Sol said regretfully as he pulled his hips back, having to take his rubber hands and press them against the still fleshy shoulders of the male beneath him to keep from having the amorous male latching on again. "Though I would love to bring you to completion I need you as a human for just a little bit longer..."

"I... I need more..." Velchi replied, his lips stained black as his tongue stretched out long enough to nearly touch the still throbbing cock of the panther man.

"You'll get your reward soon," Sol promised, pressing his hands to his chest and pulling out the mask that he had been given as well as several more of the rubber balls that contained his Master's power. "But first I need you to go to the other warriors and make sure that they won't cause me any problems, I would have for the rest of the village to not have the same wonderful experience that you did because we didn't get a chance to expose them properly."

The warrior male shook his head so hard that his long black hair practically bounced, almost turning and running off before Sol cleared his throat and got his attention by waving his pants in the air. Though the leather vest that Velchi had been wearing was ruined it wouldn't be nearly as strange as having a naked Indian running through his tribe. Even with their numbers decimated their warrior caste would still be a force to be reckoned with and Sol didn't feel the need to test the limits of his god's power. Thankfully he had found a proper messenger to make sure that his word would be spread before stepping back and disappearing into the shadows of the jungle once more.