FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

(contains: FtM transformation, weight gain, body change, mind alteration, mom and son to boyfriends by mind alteration, feeding, gas)

John was bored. Being home there was nothing to do. Being out of work, his days went by slowly. And being single, he really didn't have anyone to spend them with, besides his mom. But John needed to get out of the house. There wasn't much you can do with little money and no car, but he can walk far. So here he is.

The discount sign glared down brightly on John's face. It almost seemed like a lure, fishing him in to come shop and explore the mysteries inside.

Staring at the store front, John thought it could be interesting to go in and browse. He had nothing else to do today, so maybe he would find something cool to bring home. His mom didn't really want him spending any more of her money, so luckily he has some pocket money saved up. He's been needing some new clothes. Oh, maybe he could get a new table or project to fix up. That would take his mind off things.

Pushing open the door, John walks in. It's filled with random items and displays, typical of a thrift shop. There are a few people in the store as well, but they all seemed to be absorbed in their own world.

John notices some cool lamps, a few knickknacks he almost grabs. He has to squeeze past a few overweight people taking up half the aisle. John has always been a little jealous of them. He always wished he could put on weight like that. Enjoy the feeling of a large stomach full of food. But his mom was a health freak. They always ate good food for meals, and she didn't want any junk food in the house. Unfortunately, John accepts that rule since he lives there.

Walking past a display, something bright green catches his eye though.

It's a green remote set up on a wooden display case. It looks like a normal TV remote, all the normal buttons. However, the label on the wooden display says 'TF Remote.' John has no idea what TF means. Maybe it's Television Function or something.

"Weird, but it could probably work for the TV," John mumbles to himself. He recently found an old TV at another store that's set up in his room. However, the buttons on the TV don't work and it didn't come with a remote. Maybe he can connect it and use this remote too. The price says only $10, which is a total steal. Grabbing the remote off the display, John heads to the counter to check out.

"Ah, good selection young sir," the cashier says. He rings him up.

"Yeah, I'm hoping to get it to work for my TV," John responds, handing him the cash.

The cashier looks at him weirdly before smirking. "I'm sure you'll get some great use out of it. Have a good day and feel free to come back whenever." Nodding in thanks, John gathers the remote and heads home.

~

"Mom I'm home," John calls out. He doesn't hear a response, she must be busy doing something or out.

It's a little embarrassing living at home still at this age. But after college, he couldn't really figure out what he wanted with his life and couldn't find a job he loved. His mom seemed to not mind him being here, as long as he helps out with some chores. Which sometimes he forgets but oh well. It's so annoying to do. He doesn't understand why his mom can't just do that for him.

Walking into his room, John puts in batteries to the TV. He's not quite sure how to connect it but he soon finds a button on the TV that says Remote. Pressing that down and another button on the remote, he hopes it works. After a few minutes messing with it, John sits on his bed and points the green remote at the TV. But nothing.

The TV doesn't change channels or turn up in volume. Frustrating, John presses down on multiple buttons but nothing works.

"Ugh, what the heck. This was such a waste of $10!" John complains.

"Hey honey, I'm headed out. Can you do your laundry for me? I just need you to get the clothes in the washer so I can get mine in after," John's mother, Patricia says. She's a cute, pretty skinny for her age, with brown haired women. John's father isn't in the photo anymore, and John can't understand why. Patricia has gone on a few dates, but she enjoys hanging out with John instead or just focusing on her work.

Distracted while still trying to get the remote to work, John replies, "Yep, got it."

"Mh, urp, ok," his mom responds.

'Huh, that was weird. Something doesn't feel right...

Looking down at the remote, John doesn't know what this feeling is. He feels like something is off. The green remote is buzzing in his hand. Turning towards his mother, John feels like something possesses him as he presses down on the channel and volume button.

Suddenly a bright green light blasts out of the remote aimed right at Patricia!

Patricia didn't mind her son staying with her. Honestly, she was so lonely after he went away to college. It just didn't feel the same in the household without him. She threw herself into work to distract her mind and not be home. But after John came back, she was so grateful to have him.

Patricia enjoyed shopping and work, don't get her wrong. Taking care of the house and John have always been her life. She's had people hit on her too, ask her on dates. She's pretty hot for her age. But, it just didn't feel right.

Right now she was headed out to get her nails down, as a special treat. After stopping by John's room to remind him about laundry, right as Patricia was leaving, she just saw a bright green light before something came over her.

Feeling hazy and warm, Patricia moans. Her body feels so hot and tingles are running up and down her body. Looking into the hallway, she leans against the door side and pants. Why does she feel so heavy?

Unknownst to her, pounds started to pack onto her body. Weight gathered around her stomach, her belly pushing up against her cute orange top. That wasn't all too, weight started to slowly gather on her hips and thighs too, pressing up against the seams of her jeans. Moaning again, Patricia tries to clear her mind. But the distracting feeling of her nipples hardening makes that difficult. Her nipples flatten and become round, the fat in her boobs becoming softer. More packed with fat than anything, starting to sag lower on her expanding stomach.

"God, what was that?" Patricia mumbles, talking a few more steps out of the room. Heavier stomps sound down the hall as she walks. Looking down at her body, Patricia blinks slowly. 'Am I putting on weight?'

"Uh, mom?" John calls out to her, confused and slightly freaked out. But the sight wasn't something he was ready to face. His mother had started to expand and gain weight after the bright green light! Was this his fault? Oh god, would his mom kick him out of the house?

Patricia continued her walk into the kitchen. Each step added another few pounds onto her body. The orange shirt started to rid up with each gain, showing off the little hairs gathering around her popped belly button. Itching the exposed skin, Patricia waddles further away from John. Her steps slow though, as walking becomes harder. Skin starts to overlap, gathering on top of one another. With each step, thighs rub and chaff. Underneath the jeans was pale fat skin. All muscle and lean beautiful skin goes away.

Her perky ass expands out. Each pulse adds some weight to it. It starts to stretch out the back of the jeans, making them too tight. Just barely is it held in by the pants. Her hips stretch out the width of her stomach and ass too. If she were to walk back into John's room, she would have to turn sideways at that point.

Patricia's beautiful hair started to shrink too. It curled up and thinned out, leaving behind a sparse patch of brown hair. It complimented the triple chins that packed on her neck.

Patricia groans, stomach rumbling in hunger. Did she really need to get her nails done? That sounds... like a lot of work. And why does she even need to do that anymore? Holding up a hand, Patricia takes in the yellow crusted nails on the dry, pudgy hands. Yeah, she's fine.

"Uh, that's different," John says. Turning towards her... son, Patricia takes in his shocked expression. But she couldn't focus on that right now.

The heat moved down her body, concentrating lower and right at her center. Biting her lip, Patricia brings a hand down her fat stomach to her clit. Fuck, she feels so hot and turned on.

It was the changes that gathered there now. Her clit pulsed once, then twice. She feels the sensation as it rubs against her tight underwear and pants. Each throb causes a push of growth. Her clit began to push out, gathering length and girth. It started small, a short nub against her panties before it turned into something else.

Panting from the walk, and the feel, Patricia's mind wanders.

Her hole clenches down, feeling wet and hot too. But not because she wants something in her. No, it already feels like something is traveling down. Scrunching up her face, Patricia pushes down as two slimy orbs fall out of her pussy. Right behind her lips close up around the balls. At this point, her clit is a few inches in length, resting right on top of the heavy balls. It doesn't take long before hairs come out and completely cover the area.

Itching her stomach again, which covers the bulge in his pants, Pat lets out a nasty burp. Urrpp!

"Ah, mom?" John takes in the appearance of his newly changed mom. Except, it doesn't look anything like his mom anymore. The once flat stomach is now full of rolls and rolls of fat. Each is displayed since the nice blouse doesn't fit at all. Man, her arms and legs are huge too. It's not even like she just gained weight... she looks younger too... and like a guy.

"Ah, what was that weird feeling?" Pat asks. Looking around confused and down at his body, Pat rubs his stomach. A feeling of something builds up again in his body. Stomach rumbles and bumps, it builds and builds.

Urrrrrp!!

Laughing, Pat pats his stomach. "Ah ha, nevermind. Just a little gas." But that made room for some more food. Pat starts to walk towards the kitchen.

"Uh mom?" John calls out again. Man, this is not a TV remote John thinks. He wonders what TF really means? And if the shop owner knew this was going to happen. But really, his mom... or is it really still his mom anymore, looks happy. Happy and relaxed.

The transformed lady turned back towards John. "What dude? I'm hungry, time to eat. Not trying to put laundry duty on me are you?"

John shakes his head and follows her, him? Into the kitchen.

Patricia starts to pull out food from the fridge, a frown on his face. "Dude, what the hell kind of food is this?" It's all healthy, and that does not sound appetizing right now. So Pat heads to the phone to order some more food.

"Uh hi yeah I would like some chinese food, some of everything. Yeah, lots of fried rice and noodles," Pat orders. And that wasn't all. John sits at the table in shock as pizza, thai, burgers, and more are ordered. A dessert or four were ordered as well.

Stomach rumbling, John can't help but feel hungry himself. Maybe this change was good. He can finally have some good junk food in the house and enjoy it with his... mom. "Ah, I'm starving," John calls out.

Pat smirks and waddles over to the table. "Me too dude, we need some more snacks in here. I can't live off carrots or whatnot."

They wait for the food before the first comes to the door with a ring. Pat stands up. "I've got it."

On the walk to the door, it doesn't take more than a few steps before a rip sounds out! The shirt can't take the blubber any long. The shirt splits and reveals the heavy set body underneath. Each pale roll of fat is exposed to the word. Fat man boobs set heavy on the stomach too, little hairs pushing up around the chest and stomach.

Pat looks down in shock then laughs. He turns back towards John. "Ha, I usually like to go around naked anyways. Let me grab the door."

John sits back and stares. Well, this was not what he was expecting when he bought that green remote, but he's not complaining. Instead, he's swallowing the saliva in his mouth as he stares at the food being brought over.

~

It's been a few days since the remote incident, and it's been interesting. Interesting in a good way.

Currently John was leaning back from the table. Letting out a wet burp, John sighs in satisfaction. The days have been filled with conversation and eating with 'Pat' and John couldn't be happier. There was something so good about being full and heavy after a meal. And it seemed Pat agreed.

Looking down at his stomach, John smirks. Hm, maybe he's gained weight too. His stomach pushes up against his shirt, exposes his taut belly to the kitchen. His jeans are unbuttoned to make some room. He's not as fat as his "mom" or anything, but he's on his way. Hm, should he just continue to eat his way there or use that remote?

Raising his arms above his head, John calls out, "So more dessert, "mom"?"

His once mom turns towards him. Pat is naked except for his yellow stained underwear. It sags against his body, but tight around the hips and ass area. It exposes the bulging in the front, a good size bulge if John says so himself.

Other areas of the body are exposed. All that gained pounds and stretch marks are on display for him. It really focuses around his stomach and chest area, like lines drawing his eyes into the fat nipples on Pat's chest. They sit so pink and heavy up on those moobs.

What really compliments everything is the stains of food that grace Pat's triple chin and fat cheeks. It shows off the delicious meal they both just partook in. Mh, it's so fucking sexy.

"Of course, I'll get more while I'm up. I could lose a few pounds," Pat smacks his belly with a laugh, making the skin wobble like a tempting wave.

John lets out another burp and eagerly awaits more dessert. Having all this junk food in the house has been as amazing as he thought. But really the best part is watching Pat eat. All that greasy, fatty food going down his gullet is such a turn on. Man, he hopes Pat feels the same way about him. Wait, is that weird?... No, it feels so right. So good and yummy.

Pat brings over a heavy plate of donuts and brownies for them to split. He sets the plate down and slumps into the chair with a deep sigh. "Plenty more, and I expect growing boys to finish their plate."

John nods, already reaching for one of the brownies. The chocolate coats his tongue, and he can't help but moan out. He wants more, needs more.

Looking across at Pat, he feels Pat needs the same thing.

Deep, dark eyes glance at each other across the room as they both stuff their mouths with the food. Each swallow and bite makes Pat's body jiggle with the movement. It draws in John's eyes, and he can't help but think about what body underneath the table. Most of it can't even fit underneath anyways. But fuck, after discovering the changes came with a new part of his... mom... John can barely think. Seeing it swing around in those white, dirty briefs. It was so nice.

Swallow the last bite, Pat lets out a burp and leans back. Rubbing his stomach, he smirks over at John. Each bite has him moaning in bliss, but nothing gets him harder than watching John stuff his face. Fuck, he wants his roommate to get as fat as him. Both their sweaty bodies rubbing together, fat mixing as they eat bite after bite. Sharing the taste of chocolate with kisses between stuffing their faces.

Pat continues to rub his stomach, occasionally moving a hand underneath his belly to rub at his chubbing dick. He feels so good and hard, balls heavy too. Something about eating and gaining more weight has him feeling something great. He's really glad John came home from college, he was so lonely without him. But here they are.

They stare at each other from across the table.

Clearing his throat, John looks up at Pat. "Uh, hey... dude, mom... Pat. Um, these past few days have been amazing."

Pat nods, itching his thigh. "Totally dude, I feel the same."

John and Pat stare at each other, and it seems like words aren't even needed. John stands up, wobbling a little with the new weight from the meal, before walking over towards Pat. Leaning down, he kisses those greasy lips. Fuck, this shouldn't feel that good.

Leaning back, they smile at each other.

John thinks back to the green remote sitting on his nightstand. Hm, maybe he could continue to mess with that thing later. See what all the buttons really do. After all, these changes have been the best few days of his life.