FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

His stomach growled with impatience. Kaz flipped through his phone, scrolling through pizza places. Through the blue light his hybrid appearance illuminated. He was a mixture of a coyote and a snow leopard. The mowyote's eyes darted through pages until finally finding a place that had enormous amounts of five-star ratings. The reviews were very odd. Something about the way people had worded things felt almost, intentional. However, his stomach groaned loud enough he flicked onto the website.

"Guh, whatever, this Searing Za Palace sounds good enough to me." He rapidly chose what he wanted and placed an order. His order had a fast estimated delivery time; however, the mowyote knew he had to distract himself with something. Porn. Kaz glanced at his porn on his phone as it reflected in his glasses. That flickering light of many tabs, browsing through various kinks, different genres, finding the perfect way to distract himself from all this hunger. From the growls his stomach bellowed, he needed food. There weren't any snacks left, and all he could think about was pizza as he shifted through the smut. Multiple tabs, nothing that he looked at for longer than a couple of moments before looking at the next thing on his tabs. Suddenly, his hunger was distracted by something else, a doorbell ringing. Fumbling with his phone he quickly threw it down on the couch and bolted to the door! Opening it, he saw a fox wearing a blue hoodie and holding the pizza boxes.

"I'm here with your pizzas. What kind of payment method will you be using, sir?" The fox's brown and cream-colored face gave off a soft smile. Kaz blushed looking at the handsome fox before hurrying to grab his phone, being reminded he still needed to pay! He hastily got onto the payment app, but it wasn't processing. "I'm so sorry, my tap pay isn't working. Oh, I think the Wi-Fi is down." The Wi-Fi had completely gone out at the worst time. He fished for his wallet; it was empty.

Fishing through his pockets desperately, Kaz still found absolutely nothing hidden there either within his pockets. "Hey, if you're not able to pay, you're gonna be in some trouble." The fox tapped his foot impatiently as the mowyote's antics didn't seem too amusing to him. "Fuck! Umm hey! Mister pizza delivery guy, it might sound cliché, but would you accept another form of payment? The Wi-Fi went out!" The mowyote shakes his hips. Since he was wearing short-shorts and a tank top, the outfit didn't leave much to the imagination. The fox merely chuckled at such a sultry display. "Ah, nah no way am I banging a total stranger, kitty. Mmm, okay, that's a lie, maybe you can convince me a little bit. But you've really gotta sell me on that idea." The fox's thick tail swayed side to side, entering Kaz's home. After he closed the door behind him, the fox placed the pizzas down on the nearby table. "Okay, okay, umm, well I have a nice and tight hole, I "have" been told that it feels great to breed. I could lick your tailhole. My tongue knows how to pleasure a guy's hole!" The mowyote's tone made the fox laugh boisterously. "Not even gonna ask my name? How rude! My name is Kelvin by the way! Let me look at your phone quickly, I want to make sure you're not just pulling my leg." Kelvin quickly snatched the leopard's phone without allowing Kaz a moment to even defend himself of such accusations. The fox's eyes widen at the sight of various porn tabs. "The Club? Whew! Wow that is kinky. They share our names, how quaint. Powermouse, Gnoll on patrol, Amongst the stars. Abuse, ownership, shit eating, disposal, digestion, bones, it just keeps going! Your tastes are damn intense!" Kelvin leaned into the mowyote with a wide grin. Kaz was profusely blushing, he realized he had completely forgotten to exit out of his porn!

Kelvin relished in Kaz's firmly red face as he put his hands on the mowyote's shoulder. "On your knees, meat. You can't pay for the pizza, but I'm a nice guy; I am going to feed you a good dinner anyways. Get on your knees, slut. You're mine till the Wi-Fi turns on!" The fox drags his long, hot, drooling tongue across the leopard's face. Kaz shuddered and huffed as he quickly got on his knees without further prompting. "You really are a dirty fucking kitty aren't you. Only fair I feed you a dirty dinner. I might even make you my dinner afterwards. You'd like that, wouldn't you, meat?" His hands crawled underneath the mowyote's chin, fingers playfully groping around the cat's neck and jaw. Kelvin didn't waste any more time, his body twirled, while he yanked down his pants. Bare ass bestowed upon Kaz's flustered eyes. Seeing that ass crack full of sweat and emanating heat further filled that sense of embarrassment. Kelvin was hitting the nail square on its head as his raw and ripe rear planted down on the mowyote's muzzle. That ripe stench a tad stronger now, buried right up to that pucker as the mowyote tried to focus on pleasing the fox. His tongue slathered against the crack, the cat spit lubricating up that tight ring so nicely. "Mmm, that's a good slab of meat, with a tongue like that it'd be a shame if you end up just like my previous dinner. Squeezed, squelched, shat out my hole, and eaten by some other slut just like you. But seeing the stories you read, you'd like that wouldn't you?" Kelvin moaned out as he felt that wet sensation against his thick hole. That filling meal he had the day before inching towards the feline's licking jaws. "Fuuuck... yeah. That'd be so fucking hot. You're pressing all my buttons. I don't know if I want the Wi-Fi to ever come back so you can treat me this way all day." Kaz weakly moaned underneath the hefty vulpine rear. That muffled groan stopped the licking momentarily before the mowyote continued.

The warm and rotten taste of turds quickly greeted Kaz's tongue. The steam of the shit was fogging up his glasses. The heat of the vulpine waste was immense, the rough flakey texture was vile. Despite those facts, the mowyote gulped down the steamy and textured shit without any inkling of encouragement. It slithered down his gullet and the fox's ears twitched at the sound of eager swallows. "Mmm, how does my last meal taste, meat? You'd love to be pumped through my insides like him, wouldn't you?" Kelvin's teasing words only further encouraged the mowyote to lick away and swallow down the thick brown turds. Each powerful squeeze of that ring continued to feed the mowyote heaps of waste. Bones and fur rubbed against Kaz's tongue, but it didn't bother him one bit as it went down his throat just like any other load the fox kept feeding to the snow leopard. Kelvin's thick throbbing shaft leaked onto the carpet; aching moans escaped his breath. Gliding across his massive member his hands gripped tightly while he focused on continuing to feed the hungry mowyote his disgusting waste. When Kaz got a moment away from that plump rump he managed to mesmerizingly spew out lusty words. "Yes sir, I'd love to go through your foul insides. I'd love to have my bones rub through your intestines. Please make me yours, sir." After all, he thought he was safe, this was all part of the fox accommodating for him. Even in that lusty daze Kaz felt like he was merely playing along.

Grunting, gasping and huffing, Kelvin squeezed out fatter, thicker logs with larger parts of shattered bones intertwined. "They put up a pretty good fight. They kept begging, squirming, fighting to the very end. It was so orgasmic to feel their movements die down in my guts. I wonder if you would put up just as good of a fight, meat." The fox growled as his hips bucked back and forth, first into his hands and then back into the mowyote's face! Those words were like a thick haze with Kaz's mind swimming around and festering as the thick stool slid into his stomach. Bulging with rotund thickness, his gut began to swell from his dinner. All that texture made it look like he had quite the filling meal. Still very much the case, but more so from necessity to gobble up every single last drop of that warm fox mud. That swirling sense of depravity made Kaz's member twitch alongside the steady, heavy rhythm of those gyrating fox hips. "So easy, god I love this gig!" Kelvin howled with ecstasy and stopped stroking his fat rod. The fox knew he was getting close. With every rapid thrust into his furred paws, he grew close to the very edge of bursting his sticky vulpine spunk. However, he managed to keep himself on the plateau of orgasm. Those hands stopped moving for the moment and he reveled in nearly reaching pinnacle of ejaculating. "Mmm, almost done back there, meat. You want to be my fox shit, don't you? You're already my bitch, don't you want to take it to the next step?" That domineering declaration rung with violent decree as the fox's shit slowly tapered off! Hazy thoughts all squirming together as the mixture of floaty aromas and tastes made Kaz blow his load. Hot ropes of the mowyote's seed painted the stained carpet beneath him. No room to reply between his orgasm and engulfing the last lumps of fox shit. After having broken away from engulfing copious amounts of vulpine waste. Kaz got to catch his breath. "H-hhooFUCK! Damn you're one sexy pizza guy! So accommodating, I bet your insides are just as welcoming. Just as lovely as you are! Please, take me to the next step. Make me your shit, sir!"

Kelvin hoists himself up from the mowyote's plush blushing face, partially defiled by the stains of fox waste. "You look beautiful, meat; you should beg to be eaten by me. You want to slide out of my ass don't you? Those stories you've been reading and the way you're rock hard right now... it's undeniable. I want to hear just how much you want to become my shit!" His sharp blue eyes look down at Kaz as his toothy jaws split open. Slobber drips down onto the mowyote's face, that figure quivered as the droplets spilled across his head.

Kaz stood there for a moment, cock quaking with newfound lust, his mind lost in the allure of the void calling to him. Thoughts spun around till a meager whimper began to quiver out from his lips. "P-please sir I-" The fox stomps his foot down! "Louder, Foxshit." Kelvin gives a cocky glare and chomps his teeth together teasingly. Foxshit jumped from the stomp, his glasses clattering against the ridge of his muzzle. The mowyote's tail flicked wildly at the new name he has been given. However before even processing that information, he knew he needed to be louder for the vicious vulpine. "Sir! Please! I need to be your fox shit! It's all that I am good for. Please eat me, please digest me, I deserve to be your dinner, sir!" Foxshit whimpered, that firm blush spread across the mowyote's face, that deep red hue deeper than his fluffy fur could hide.

Kelvin moved up to the mowyote's face and scratched underneath Foxshit's chin. "That's a good future heap of waste! So cute, you're going to look much cuter squeezed out of my nasty hole!" His tongue pressed against Foxshit's face dragging sluggishly. "S-Sir, umm I think I don't want to die. Would you let met out after a bit?" Foxshit thought about it for a moment, maybe Kelvin was being serious. "Mmm if you can survive long enough for the Wi-Fi to come back on. But I doubt you'll even last five minutes, Foxshit. Enjoy getting pulverized by my insides!" Kelvin finally wrapped his jaws around the snow leopard, silencing his whimpering prey with that fleshy chasm. A rumbled coo crawls from the fox's throat as if to ease down the pent-up snow leopard. The soft fleshy maw was hot, humid, and most of all it had an intense aroma. Foxshit moaned like a slut as the tongue slathered around his face. The fox indulged in that rich flavor, that sinking warm taste sprawling across the vast tongue. Slobber coated those glasses completely fogging up the mowyote's view into a misty abyss.

His head sunk down into the clutches of the throat. Its constricting clasp was incredibly tight, the squeeze engulfed Foxshit's senses. Greedily the fox gulped down his delicious meal, each slick slide down his bulging gullet felt like euphoria. The sinking mowyote didn't resist one bit, the intensely sticky and tight situation sending him into a sense of elation. That lower half followed his upper chest while his head and fingers began to push at the entrance to the acidic pit. The slobbery gunk matted heavily into the snow leopard. Foxshit could barely move even if he wanted to, those arms firmly locked in place. Those legs of his started to follow suit after his upper half. His head pushed into the caustic chamber while those muscles slid him in like a stick of butter. Foxshit barely had any time to react as his body plunged into the confines of the caustic chamber. The crumpled configuration mechanically squeezed into his emerging, bulky, matted, figure. The fluids within the caustic pit sloshed around his body as he found little room to writhe within the horrendous bile. Flesh wrapped around every limb, the seething blackness enveloped Foxshit's world. His world then went from a dizzying high to a horrendous reality. Instincts far delayed cried out within his quickly beating heart. His voice bellowed out with the strength he could muster in the suffocating fumes. "I CHANGE MY MIND, LET ME OUT!" Panic boomed through Foxshit's desperate words as his body ached.

Thumping his digits happily across the rotund and sagging shape, the fox only heard muffled cries from the depths of his gut. "Heh, you look much better this way, Foxshit. I think I am going to enjoy your pathetic struggles for a bit. To think you were being such a slut for being my shit." His hands teasingly squeezed around his gut listening to the guttural growls it spewed softly. "CHECK THE WI-FI! IT'S GOTTA BE BACK ON; I AM NO LONGER YOURS!" Fruitlessly Foxshit feverishly worsened his condition, the suffocating vacuum seal of a gut showed no remorse to his cries. The sapping pool of acids gnawed away at the mowyote's form. Kneading and pummeling his prey into softer and softer mushy meat. That stomach showed no care for the mowyote's cries. Foxshit was doomed, especially as the air grew harder to breath. The vice-like clutch around every single one of his limbs made it evident enough.

Despite the cruelty of the gut, those teasing words, Foxshit was rock hard. His dick throbbed in the sizzling pool of enzymes. It was nearly impossible to get much movement within the confines. Foxshit couldn't even reach for his member. The leopard cried out once more "Y-YOU CAN'T GET AWAY WITH THIS!" His voice hollers out to the sounds of acidic apathy. All his efforts get a mere squeeze from the stomach.

The fox was no different in the cruel apathy. The mowyote pounded violently against the stomach as best he could. Yet nothing changes beyond Kelvin aching out moans of pleasure. The squeezing flesh that surrounded Foxshit only grew tighter. His limbs were creaking against the suffocating walls. He could hear it from within the caustic walls, the very loud moans of the fox. The creaking noises of his bones were growing more concerning by the moment. Foxshit couldn't say a word. Only wait for what was likely the inevitable.

The fox stroked his thick rod to feeling his meal break down violently in his stomach. CRUNCH! SNAP! CRUNCH! The series of bone shattering sounds peaked from that violent stomach. The flesh had finally confirmed Foxshit's fears. Yet he wouldn't be able to respond in kind to such brutality. Movement from the mowyote had ceased, no sounds of agony. Nothing. All that remained was the wet horny noises of Kelvin as he pounded his hand into his cock. "Fuck, Attaboy Foxshit! How does it feel to die for my orgasm? You didn't even thank me for putting me in your proper place. Ffffffucckk, you are going to be the best shit I have ever squeezed out! I can feel it!" Kelvin's hot moans ached from the sensation. His hand thrusts onto his cock. Pre-cum splattered across the floor with each feverish self-serving thrust. His dick throbbed needily and finally his orgasm came. So did the vast ropes of seed spilling over the carpet and couch. His hips rocked and bucked, eyes rolled, toes curled as that violent orgasm surged on for minutes. "Fucking hell Foxshit. You helped me make one hell of a mess. Hope you're ready to be a bigger mess soon enough." The fox hazily declared in the aftermath of his orgasm. Painted in fox cum, exhausted, and panting heavily the fox slumped his body onto the couch. His relaxed frame bumped into the mowyote's phone that had been left on the couch.

He grabbed the phone of the mowyote and flicked through it. The Wi-Fi had turned back on. With that in mind he knew exactly what to do. Kelvin began searching for something, a social media to post the evidence to, or perhaps just anywhere that eager eyes would look upon. "Do ya think yer followers will jerk off a ton if I post my gut there?" His stomach grumbled almost as if in agreement and Kelvin chuckled. The fox casually snapped photos of his exposed stomach with the caption. "Your friend is dead, enjoy seeing him as fox shit later." Casually posting it and eying it while his stomach continued to mulch over Foxshit's limp corpse. It became far less defined as the stomach worked so eagerly on the fresh meat slipping down into stew.

There were mostly strangers begging to be next on the website, some were horrified, a mixed reaction that only excited Kelvin more. Eagerly he posted his post snack gut, getting a far more positive reception from deviants of similar ilk. Kelvin soaked in the moment, enjoying the chaos he caused amongst two groups. He mostly enjoyed seeing the ones eager to see heaps of fox waste. His mind was in sheer ecstasy reveling in the feeling of his gut shrinking. The crumpled body reduced to nothing more than a slumping, sagging, lump of flesh.

That once swollen orb of his going back to a softer, slightly pudgier shape. That girth around his rump rounded out a tad. That plump rump even more impressive to flaunt around. He continued growing gains from the nutrients of his meal. Kelvin watched it happen so rapidly, feeling over his improved figure. You know Foxshit, you fought so hard. Look where it brought you. Right to my sexy hips. This feels familiar, Foxshit, like it was always meant to happen between us." Musing to himself, Kelvin gave his ass a firm slap, the flab jiggling. The rotundness was still a marvel, his meals rarely put a dent in him. This was new, fresh, exciting.

There was no more snow leopard, just remnants of one pumping through those vile intestines. Shattered bones and fluff intertwined in the mixture. Clothes were the only rare exception, his insides complained in grumbling gastric ache but tore it apart nonetheless. Shirt and shorts flimsy enough to break in smaller bits. Yet it was still clothing. It didn't digest.

Kelvin's intestines were efficient in converting the once mowyote into their new namesake Foxshit. The small walls broke down and absorbed whatever remaining useful bits and clumps hadn't been processed before the journey prior. However, the girth of his meal began to build up. It was forming rather impressive lumps. "Foxshit, I wonder if you had hopes, dreams, and aspirations. Never have imagined a fox to snuff all that away for a quick meal and few orgasms, huh?" Kelvin mused, bored as he waited for his meal to fully turn to shit. Idly he looked at the phone games that Foxshit had installed. They looked like absolute snore fests. "Kingdom breeder 4, The Revenge of Dog, Fruit Consumers, Milker Maniacs. None of this shit looks remotely fun. Pay to lose mechanics, what kind of idiot would... Ah, yeah okay. Fetish game. Got it. You could've just played retro games on this thing, nice specs. Whatever, you're Foxshit, I shouldn't even be using this damn thing beyond showing off what you've become when I shit you out." Idly he continued to browse. Kelvin ended up being bored and fell asleep on the stiff couch.

Kelvin rubbed his lower abdomen and sighed softly. "You're going to be a pain in the ass, aren't you?" He hurriedly headed to the bathroom and plopped his fluffy ass down on the seat. "Gonna clog your toilet. I hope ya can manage the plumbing bill, Foxshit." He mused to himself before his pucker began to squeeze out the brown shit. The tube of waste was full of shattered fragments of the mowyote's bones. Tufts of fur sluggishly spewed out alongside the intertwined fox mud. The stench was rancid beyond description, Kelvin huffed in the aroma of his foul ejections. His asshole stretched as the foul turds expanded. Within the winding coils were ripped pieces of cloth clumped together, bunched up and barely processed.

His erection popped above the toilet seat. The sensation of the mowyote's collapsed spinal cord felt fantastic against his prostate as it tunneled through his intestines. "Fucking hell, whoever you were. You feel damn fine! Hmmm... Oh right, you were a cute kitty. Not so cute now are ya Foxshit?" The fox self indulgently moaned to himself. His free paw stroked around his fat, thicker cock, some of that protein must've gone straight to his dick. The fox didn't seem to mind one bit as he stroked his massive shaft while more shit pummeled out of his rear. "I've gotta say, Foxshit, you feel much better squeezin' out than the last guy. Might have a few loads for ya yet!" He grunted with energetic moans between each sloppy spew of his vulpine crap. Kelvin's moans only grew hotter as he already had himself on edge. That pumping orgasm was about to hit its peak when he felt the mowyote's kneecap nudging against his sensitive spots.

His prostate kept getting stimulated, pressured and coerced, and his cock ached in kind. That juicy pre-cum leaked out like a faucet. A steady drip. The need to cum was growing to an intense degree. In and out, he tried to relax his breath. Kelvin struggled from each slithering sensation that trembled through his body. "Fuuuuuck, not yet Foxshit. The whole world needs to see this before I get too tired from cumming!" His moans nearly sounded like whines of pleasure. That bumpy texture was so tempting to shoot his load to, yet he stopped stroking his member. Heaps of turds continued to funnel out his sweaty and foul tailhole. Each rumbling sensation continued to tease kelvin with the urge of release.

His cock kept twitching as it ached so needily. "C-Calm down, I am almost fucking done!" Talking to his member as if it could hear him. The puffy excrement slumped down into the impressively growing mound. The sloppy heaps of crap didn't seem to stop with its consistency or thickness. The shattered bone fragments seemed to keep those turds nice and thick. Each of the bones jammed and jutted outwards into his sensitive walls. Kelvin shuddered with delight as it continued to pleasure him so thoroughly. Nothing felt more pleasurable than those bones intertwined with each fat log. Kelvin felt his body shudder. Holding back the immense pleasure he felt from each bone that passed out his rectum.

Soon enough, the hot steaming dumps began to taper off from the fox's thick plump outstretch hole. "There ya go Foxshit, we're done now. That wasn't so bad, was it? You only had to die. I can't even be fucked to remember yer name. You're a pile of dump anyways, names don't matter to you anymore." Kelvin chuckled and hoped off the massive pile of vulpine waste. "Ah and you look so pretty too! I oughta send this to all yer friends!" The fox pulled out Foxshit's phone.

The fox snapped a picture of the massive hunk of crap he left behind in the toilet. Leaving a caption in the mowyote's social media. 'Goodbye everyone, I decided to live a better life as fox shit!' Kelvin smirked to see the reactions blow up on the phone. Everyone in Foxshit's social media was making quite the ruckus, even more people saying it was fake. Others completely aroused. Several private messages with just the simple phrase 'Hi'. The fox indulged in watching the internet go ablaze over the big cat's death. "Look at that my dear Foxshit, everyone is going crazy over you. Though they seem more interested in me. Don't take it personally, you're just shit now." The fox quickly jammed the mowyote's phone into the pile of shit. Using a timer, he'd take a picture of his dirty, muddy, caked rear. Kelvin grabbed the phone back from the heap of shit and posted the picture to the social media site as well. 'This shitty kitty didn't have the decency to lick me clean. Some bitch needs to come over and slurp up my hole.' More requests flooded in. There was a staggering number of deviants eager to lick up what remained of Foxshit. Some even begged to come over instantly. Kelvin pondered for a moment, and thought if he wanted a new slut over, someone just as eager to serve him. However, something far more pressing had interrupted his thoughts. His massive, throbbing cock bobbed back and forth. That erection ached with need. Yet again, his lust was overcoming his thoughts. "Nah, you need more, don't ya. I've denied you enough today." The fox slammed the phone into the depths of the pile. It got lost amongst the copious coils of shit. His cock still ached with need, still begged for attention. Kelvin hastily stuffed his paw through the pile. He miraculously found the mowyote's skull that wasn't covered in as much crap. He washed out the skull in the tub and it was clean enough to see his own reflection! "Think you could do with a bit of a makeover, Foxshit. However, gonna need a dildo along with yer skull!" Kelvin grabbed a dislocated elbow bone that he noticed from the pile. Cleaning it up the same way he did with the skull. He shoved the elbow bone up his ass. Back and forth, the bone rubbed against his prostate. "Fuckkk, that's it, Foxshit." His indulgent moans ached out with each thrust into the skull it creaked under the pressure of his hips.

The skull pushed further into kelvin's cock with each hump. With his prostate being stimulated it was hard to contain his orgasm. He knew that this load would be his last shot for the day. The fox's heavy huffing ached out in stuttering breath. His shaky breath ached while his dick thrusted forward into the clean skull. That moaning only got louder as each hump. He couldn't get the fresh thoughts out of his mind. His hips gyrated violently into the skull. Foxshit begging to be eaten, how pathetic it was. He lingered on the image in his mind, the poor mowyote pleading with him to continue living. How he crushed it underneath his stomach without second thought. The image in his mind was causing sheer ecstasy.

The bone within his rectum added to nearly hitting the pinnacle of orgasm. It wouldn't be long before Kelvin's hot seed pumped into the skull. The warm ropes of cum spilled within the inside of the skull. "FUCK YES, YOU WERE SO DAMN PATHETIC, FOXSHIT!" His mind still fixated on perverted thoughts. Each pump surged through his mind like it was the release he had always needed. Eyes rolled to the back of his skull, toes curled once more. The fox whimpered and whined, his hot cum pooled over his legs.

His seed spilled down the skull as it drained down the bone. The fox stepped back and slumped his back into a nearby wall. "This is better than any amount of money you could've given me, Foxshit." Remarking still a complete mess after making such an impressive one. He looked to his own phone a few missed calls from names that all blurred together. "Fucking hell, bet that is the boss wanting to give me another promotion." He laughed hazily laying within the afterglow. Kelvin looked at that mound of shit and sighed softly. "I should've probably saved you for someone else. Oh well. You're not the first or the last." His paw idly massaged over his stomach before crushing the bones with paws into a fine powder. "See ya Foxshit. Maybe I will get to snuff you again in another life."

For one last time Kelvin looked at the additions Foxshit had added to his figure. Looked at with the sense he snuffed out what used to be a person. It only made him smile. The fox hoisted himself up from the wall and grunted while he got up. After getting his clothes from the living room, he checked everything on his person, clutched his keys, phone, and wallet. After a firm pat down, he felt at ease. Kelvin headed out to do more deliveries, hoping that more of his customers would be unable to pay him during deliveries.