FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Disclaimer:

Any resemblance between nouns used inside of this story and those outside of it, existent or otherwise are purely coincidental.

Peeling her eyes open after a very erotic night of dreams, Sona realized her bed was soaked and sticky... Another heat, she just hated this time of the year when she absolutely craved sex. It was bad enough that every buck within a few miles was going to be after her, she didn't need her own body making natures call her own desire. You would think that after twenty thousand years of evolution that these urges could be silenced or ignored. Mating would not be so bad if it was just that, unfortunately every male seems set on bugging you about how awesome it was for the remainder of the year. If she could just get the relief without the side-effects it would be worth it.

Pulling her sheets off and sitting up, Sona groaned in pleasure from the usual morning stretch. Her crotch was soaking wet with her own juices,... laundry this time of year was also a bitch.... "Well that's enough moping around, its time to get up" Sona mumbled to herself. Stumbling out of bed onto her feet towards the bathroom had been hard, she was stiff from that rather rough night of sleep.

Looking into the mirror Sona could only stare in blank contempt at the condition of her fur, it was all matted and sticking out in random directions. A shower should do the trick, her crotch would have needed cleaning anyway. Pausing for another moment of thought before turning to the shower and stepping in Sona could hear the sound of liquids dropping on the floor. The dripping almost sounded like a leaky faucet, if she did not know better she would have looked down, this of course had happened every year since her twelve birthday.

A quick shower, a towel dry, a few cosmetic applications, and a tampon from a box Sona had bought just last week in anticipation of today had set her strait. Putting on a standard T-shirt and pants she head out in search of this years guy. Only sex would get rid of this cursed heat, it was that or wait a month for it to go away naturally. She would rather get it over on the first day and not have to deal with it till next year. The only challenge was finding a guy with a small mouth, someone who would not spout about it for too long. That however was almost impossible, it was a matter of pride to them, going on about it really showed how big of a man you were apparently.

Moving out onto the streets had already grabbed two furs attention, they did not trail Sona for long, another more willing doe had caught them within minutes. Looking up at the skyscrapers surrounding her Sona wondered why sex was so important this far in the future. We had flying automobiles and clothes that fit everyone perfectly, yet nobody had bothered to invent something to cover up these instincts. It also severely annoyed her to no end why couldn't she just be like everyone else and like this stuff? Was it so hard for her to just enjoy it and ignore the guys?

Today at least had good weather, a nice sun lit sky with a few sparse clouds at what must have been seventy degrees Fahrenheit. The only thing that was really bad about the atmosphere was the smell of musk, Sona would have to say that it certainly did not help this entire sex escapade. Given that she could get 'Heat' taken care of she would have to seriously go get some extra strong perfume to cover up the after smell. Her concentration on the environment would have to wait, there was a very large number of Bucks coming down the street. They were pretty much a pack, and if she knew anything about the groupie type its that they shared information like crazy, which was a must avoid in Sona's book. Dashing up some steps into the nearby building had hidden her safely, at least she hoped anyway... you never know how hidden you are with a smell strong enough to stink up a city.

Apparently Sona had run into a Cryo-stasis room, the whole thing was lined with cylindrical pods all slanted at a forty-five degree angle. Figuring that looking around was going to be more entertaining than waiting for the group to pass Sona proceeded to wiping the frost off of a few pods. They went on down this hallway for quite a distance, All of them had been set for short wake up times, ranging from one week to one month. Further investigation had revealed them to be mostly in chronological order, walking down the hall revealed months turning into years. Ten, fourteen, twenty-two, and then suddenly jumping to fifty at the end of the hallway. Scratching off a large amount of frost had revealed a completely naked horse, which to Sona was a very interesting sight in her current state.

An idea struck her only a few seconds later, If he won't be waking up for another fifty years then she could use him to get this heat over with and he would not even know what happened. It was definitely an appealing situation, he would not tell anyone and she would not need to worry about her heat for another year. Looking around for any wandering eye, Sona had decided that she was in the clear. Grabbing the handle and twisting the lock on the bottom of the lid had caused the lid to start sliding up by itself, A heavy fog pouring out of the container as it opened. Giving the scene a final check Sona cleared herself and started pulling off her clothes, Throwing them to the side of the machine against the wall had left them pretty well hidden, she could hardly see them herself.

Being in Cryo he was going to be a little hard to excite from the low blood flow in his body. Sona however was more than willing to wait if it meant avoiding a buck fuck this year. Working his penis in her hands for a few minutes had got it to at least stand up strait, it must have been at least eight inches long and a good three inches in diameter by the time it was solid. It was definitely ready, Sona's own privates had managed to get pretty stimulated just watching it rise. Climbing into the pod and mounting herself right above his cock in the missionary position had been a challenge, there was at least a two foot height difference so she obviously could not use the base footing. Slowly letting herself down on him had also been a problem, although she was well lubricated there was an obvious size difference, she was only about four inches on him before she realized she was hitting her back wall.

It also managed to take about two minutes for her to start sliding up and down at a steady pace, Sona had to become acquainted with his diameter before she could loosen up the grip her inner walls had around his cock. Slowly but surely she started to excite her senses, a daze of electrical pulses traveling between her brain and her vagina. Over twenty minutes of action had finally sent his cum to fly into her already cramped duct work. Plummeting down one final time had shoved his cock past her cervix, the constant ramming against her cervix had finally made it give way. She had climaxed herself in that instance, her body falling onto him as her muscles gave way. She had managed to completely take him in, all eight inches including a knot that she was not yet aware of.

A few minutes passed before she even made the attempt to pull off of him, this attempt came up short as the knot had settled in. It became a short fight and then a panic as she tried to get him out of her vagina. Grabbing at a few surfaces on the machine Sona tried desperately to pull herself up, She finally managed to grab onto something seemingly solid, reaching the projection with both hands and tugging on it had caused it to start sliding. It took very little time for her to realize she has just tugged the door down. Her grip on the door had managed to fold her arms behind her, her elbows jettisoning out towards the horse's face. As the door went down it slowly pinned her to the horse, keeping her from moving at all, Eventually her feet were pressed under the door and an audible click sounded through the tube.

Looking up had frightened Sona, she just closed the door and she heard it lock!. She tried pulling off of the horse but found herself pushing against the case, She was stuck on him. The position of her arms was keeping her from trying to move about as well. Was she going to be stuck here? It was going to embarrass the hell out of her when she was found. A little red light started flashing, as it pulsated on and off you could read the word "abort" flashing next to a countdown timer that was set for thirty seconds. If her arms had not been pinned she might have been able to press it, unfortunately all she could do was watch as it hit zero. A slow hissing started in the tube, a fog started pouring out of the funnel in front of her face, she started to fall asleep, unable to open the Cryo pod she would be stuck there still someone opened it.... if someone opened it.