FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

_ Grooooowwwrrrwwrwrrlll.... _

"I know, I know buddy," apologized Casha to her belly, tapping it gently, _"Hang in there, I haven't found one yet." _

She kept scrolling on the app store, scouring the internet for another food delivery app that she could make a new account on. It was a true "lifehack" of hers; getting fast food without moving from her couch with a discounted price was a habit of hers, but each time she did it, finding a new place to order takeout at was growing more difficult. On bad evenings like this one, she almost wanted to give up, bite the bullet and forget the usual "newbie discount" she would get from using the free trial subscription to a restaurant's app.

But, just as she was about to quit, a new app, which she had never seen before, caught her attention.

_"Beastie Buffet ? Never heard that one before..." _

She tapped on the app bringing up the store's downloading menu. The first thing she did was scroll down to reach the review section- raising an eyebrow along the way as her eyes briefly spotted the number of downloads: a meager eleven -Must be a new app, she thought dismissively.

Surprisingly, the amount of reviews was the exact same: eleven of them. All of them were Five stars, which caused Casha to scoff.

"Hoo boy, looks like someone got some bots to promote their new app, huh."

She skimmed over the reviews, confirming her suspicions: "The best. Everything I could hope for and more !", left by a certain 'Josh H.'. Another said "Incredible ! I will never order anywhere else !" left by someone with the username 'Stella'.

With an annoyed groan, the anthro skunk woman stopped reading in the middle of the third review.

"Alright, guess I'm gonna have to download the app to see if they got anything," she mumbled, resigned.

A few minutes later and the app was successfully installed; she popped it open, and was immediately overwhelmed with the ridiculously massive menu and amount of different tabs and options. Despite this, she remained calm and reminded herself of her rule of life: she was tricking the restaurants, not the other way around.

Still, it was really difficult not to lose focus when her eyes landed on an image of the most sinfully succulent-looking burger she had ever seen in her entire life-- especially when her stomach was begging for food. That thick, half-melted slice of cheese looked so good, and that fat, dripping steak slab so juicy...

"Ugh ! Focus, Cash," she berated herself; after all, those pictures were most likely photoshopped.

While searching for a way to create an account, however, her brow furrowed with confusion: no matter where she went, no matter what part of her screen she tapped, she couldn't find any kind of subscription system or even a way to make an account. Each attempt would be met with another picture of ridiculously tempting food, which broke down even Casha's resistance, and she whined in desperation.

"Augh, fine !!... Y'all got me," she grumbled to herself, "I'll take the L this time. I'll just pay full price."

She was annoyed at having been tricked, but this was the risk of app-hunting. Right now, she was too hungry to bother looking for another place anyway.

Thus, she began browsing Beastie Buffet's offers. She had to hand it to them at least: the choice of food was simply scandalous, with nearly every possible kind of food available, from your good old classic American junk food, to more carefully crafted, original indigenous meals. Some meals even came from cultures she didn't even know existed !

One thing, however, quickly became apparent to her: there were no prices whatsoever, whether they be full or discounts for bigger packages. Even upon closer inspection, she couldn't find any kind of numbers other than the amount of meals she'd possibly like to add to her current order.

"Ugh, come on ! Where the hell are the prices on this thing ?! I'm starving !"

And suddenly, a booming voice blasted out of her phone at full volume:

"That's the thing, dear valued customer: here at Beastie Buffet, EVERYTHING is absolutely, entirely FREE!"

It was sudden and violent enough to make her scream in surprise and almost drop her phone. She fumbled for a few seconds but saved it just before it hit the floor, picking it back up with a suspecting glare.

"Alright, now why the fuck does this thing have voice command enabled without me allowing it so..." she grumbled, lowering her phone's volume to avoid another heart attack.

"Simple, miss Casha! We just take every single customer's desire at heart ! Whatever you wish for, you can ask through our special, intricate delivery system !"

The skunk gal rolled her eyes; typical saleswoman speech. None of this would matter when she'd get at checkout.

Still, she decided to humor this brand's charade.

"Alright, fine. I'll look through those menus again."

Since they pretended everything was free, she decided to go all out in an attempt to force them to reveal their true colors; there was a lot of food on there, and she was hungry, so everything was tempting.

So she took everything ! Anything that striked her fancy would be added to her basket, even though Casha knew full well one person couldn't possibly be able to eat all of this at once.

After what felt like forever, she finally decided to confirm her order. However, instead of the "surprise" checkout she expected all along, she was greeted with another page, asking for any specific delivery options: "NOTHING is off the table !" , advertised the bright, bold text.

The skunk snorted with amusement. Deciding to humor the app once again, she began typing dumb stuff into the available box:

"I want the hottest delivery girl you got. She better be wearing a shiny, skin-tight and VERY short dress barely covering her fat, juicy ass. Send the most airheaded, bubbly bimbo slut you have, bonus points if she's a scalie and has at least ten inches long heels. She will have to feed me and dote on me for the entire evening no matter what I ask !"

With a smug grin, Casha re-read her obnoxious request, before finally hitting the confirm button.

A loud DING! followed, with the voice from earlier returning:

"Thank you so much for ordering at Beastie Buffet ! Your food will be sent to you in the most brief delays. Have a nice meal !"

Casha suddenly panicked, realizing what horrifying mistake she had made.

"Wait... Shit ! How do I cancel that ?! Abort ! Stop ! Hold up !"

She expected to get a mail or text message from her bank's app anytime soon, with how much she had spent on this order.

"Those guys are good... Of course I can't block incoming payments if they act fast enou--"

The sound of her doorbell made her jump.

"What the-- they can't possibly already be here ?"

Confused, she hopped out of her sofa, grabbing the closest thing she could find as a weapon-- just in case. Armed with her mighty desk mirror, she carefully opened her front door.

"Sorry, but whoever you are you've got the wrong add--"

The skunk stopped mid sentence when her eyes landed on a scandalous cleavage; a pair of whopping, massive tits the size of basketballs at least were being barely held by a shiny black spandex dress fighting for its life-- which, with how little it was covering anyway, made one wonder why the dress was there in the first place.

Looking up, Casha's eyes met the most gorgeously dolled-up dragoness she had ever seen in her entire life. The way her beautiful eyelashes fluttered in the wind, how her radiant golden eyes captured the light so perfectly... And her lips, were beyond anything the skunk could have possibly imagined; those luscious slut-pillows were resplendent, almost literally dripping with gloss and black lipstick, beckoning you to let yourself be sucked into their Void.

"Oh my GOSH !" she suddenly exploded, her high-pitched voice shaking Casha to her core, "You must be like, Casha or something, right ? You look sooooo cute !"

The skunk's gaze had been pulled back to those massive tits, which bounced hypnotically along with the scalie bombshell's erratic movement-- without warning they suddenly smothered her face, the stranger having pulled Casha into a loving hug.

"I can't believe I get to take care of such a cutie pie ! You totally gotta show me around !"

With one last spurt of common sense, the skunk managed to shove the other woman away.

"Hold on a second. Hold on a second ! Who the hell are you ?" she asked, beginning to look the dragoness up and down.

And boy was there a lot to look at. That sublime, platinum blonde hair cascading down all over and around her body, framing her shoulders, chest, and going as far as past her butt; her slingshot dress hugged her sexy body in all the right ways, offering plenty of sideboob as well as clearly leaving her back completely open. Looking further down Casha's eyes widened so much she looked like they were about to pop; that dress stopped so soon it barely made it past her groin, but it did absolutely nothing to hide her fucking massive cock, hanging freely between her legs and going as down to her knees, and sporting a set of heavy, swollen balls the size of cantaloupes swinging just behind.

The dragoness smirked, beginning to pose for the thirsty skunk gal.

"Isn't that, like, totally obvious ? You asked for the hottest deliv... Delvur... Me ! That's me, duh !" she giggled. "Like whatcha see...? Knowing your tastes, I think you totes do..."

Casha simply stood there slack-jawed, completely flabbergasted. Was this really happening because of that weird app?

"Fuck me, I must be dreamin--"

"Oh my gosh, SEX?!" squealed the bubbly gal, "Heck yea!"

With surprising dexterity considering her heels, she lunged at the skunk, sending the two of them tumbling onto the floor.

"WAIT!! WAIT!!!" yelped Casha, her heart almost ripping out of her chest. Ohmygodhermassivetitsarepressingagainstmineohgodohfuck, she panicked internally, trying her best to think rationally in this crazy situation. "I-uh... I'm kinndaa... STARVING! YES! That's right, I'm super fucking hungry. You're here to deliver food, right? So where is it?"

"Oh, yeah!" the bimbo gasped, as if suddenly remembering why she had come here. "Let me get that for you, cutie!"

With that same dexterity and even more surprising strength, she pulled the two of them back up, before dashing through the house. She set Casha up on her sofa - how did she even know where the living room was? - before disappearing out of sight, then returning with WAY too many bags of food; holding at least three in each hand, balancing five on her long tail and even using her huge tits as support for two more bags.

"Oh my god-- I don't think I'm gonna be able to eat all this!"

The dragoness dropped everything in front of the couch before shoving her hand in a bag, bringing out and unwrapping the juiciest burger Casha had seen in her life.

"Are you sure? 'Cause you looked, like, totally starving when you were looking at me," she teased.

Casha's brain overheated once more, unable to take the combination of such a bombshell pressing her hot, sexy body against hers and her teasing voice at the same time.

"I mean-- it's just-- I thought it was a joke or a scam or--MMF !"

The skunk was silenced by the dragoness, who shoved the burger into her open mouth.

"Shhh," she giggled, "I'm like, totes real. And you're gonna have the best night of your life !"

Casha's eyes went lidded as she felt the burger's taste wash over her tongue. Letting out a slow, deep moan of satisfaction she took one big, greedy bite, the flavor exploding inside of her mouth.

She gulped down her food, gasping, "Holy fuck, this is fucking divine."

The dragoness nodded with a smile, before gently, yet forcefully pushing the burger into Casha's mouth.

"No talking with your mouth full, babe. After We're done with all this, maybe I can, like, give you something else to choke on."

The skunk gal's eyes widened in shock, a deep blush appearing on her face. Still, who was she to refuse being fed by a sex goddess? Closing her eyes and letting her other senses do the work, she began chowing down on her food one horny, excited bite at a time. She could feel her shorts straining against her own growing bulge- she was about to move, but the bimbo scalie held her down by straddling her, her own massive package pressing into the skunk's, while she pulled her hands to rest on her asscheeks.

"Aren't we much better like that ?" she giggled, to which Casha replied with a moan, squeezing those fat buttcheeks greedily.

Bag after bag, Casha was forced to eat everything. Burger, fries, sushis, steaks, ice cream, ramen, chili, tacos, and everything in-between; the bubbly bimbo made sure no crumb was wasted, almost fucking the skunk's mouth with her greasy fingers whenever she wanted them clean.

Casha felt like her belly was going to pop. Her shirt was stretching from her food baby, while her crotch was drenched in both girls' pre-cum. Each bite felt like too much, but somehow, that sexy bitch kept shoveling food in her mouth. She was her whole fucking world, her doll-tits smothering the sides of her head and almost muffling her ears, while her pretty eyes looked at her from above, effectively filling her whole field of view with sparkling pink dragon scales.

An ominous growl echoed from Casha's bowels, and her eyes widened in horror-- she looked pleadingly at her feeder, who simply flashed a mischievous grin.

"Ooo, someone's getting worked up. Why don't you show me what that stomach can do ? I've always heard skunks were like, super stinky and stuff."

The skunk's heart thumped so hard in her chest she could swear it was going to rip its way out any second. All her life, she had been trying to fight this stereotype-- to prove skunks can be lovely, pretty and smell nice, too. She became a bit of a hygiene freak, and terrified of other people's judgment, so the mere thought of breaking air when such a hot girl was mounting her felt impossibly embarrassing.

"No... That's not true!" she barely managed to protest between bites.

"Babe, it's like, totally okay to be nasty, you know ? Look at me, I'm a filthy whore."

_ *PHFFFRBRRRRRTH!* _ The lizard arched her back, before letting out a loud, trumpetting fart. She sighed with relief, her warm breath washing over Casha's face.

"See ? Ain't nothing to be ashamed of."

The skunk was both confused and panicked, unsure of what to do. The bimbo stranger had just dropped a gas bomb right between her legs, and when the smell hit her, her nose wrinkled in horror, a mix of expired meat, volcanic chili and rotten eggs invading her nose. Her stomach growled once more, and while grinning, the scalie firmly pressed the skunk's midriff-- weakened by that horrid fart stench, Casha couldn't stop her own body's muscles and...

_ *SCHBROOOOOOOAAAAARRRRRRBBBBBBBBBBBPPPPPPBRRRRLLLLLBBRRRRRLLLLBBBPP!!* _

The skunk's tail shot upwards, flaring in panic before she let loose. A trumpeting onslaught worse than a shotgun blast wafted out of her butthole, the monstrous skunk-stink pushed out of it so thick and pungent it manifested as a thick green cloud of gas. The toxic fumes washed over the two women, engulfing them entirely, spreading all over the room even after the fart - that felt to Casha like it had lasted forever - had stopped.

Simply put, Casha wanted to die. Just crawl into a hole and disappear forever, to be forgotten by everybody she knew and had ever known. She couldn't believe she had done that, especially not with such a hottie dancing on her lap. The dragoness, however, didn't seem deterred; if anything, she took a big, long huff, gagging for a brief second due to the utterly abominable reek that the skunk's overworked stomach had produced, before exhaling in a moan.

"Holy fuck, that was a nasty one, babe... And it, like, got totally wet towards the end, too!"

Part of Casha was grateful the fetid mist partially hid her face, because she was blushing so violently she looked like she had a particularly nasty case of sunburn. Somehow, having a hot girl telling her she let out a gross, nasty wet fart felt even more humiliating than the actual act.

"That's hot as fuck," complimented the bimbo, before pulling Casha into a sloppy french kiss.

Her draconic maw almost swallowed the skunk's muzzle whole, her tongue savagely twisting inside the other's confused mouth. She could still taste some of the food she had forcefully stuffed in there, and that only made her hornier.

_ *HUROOOOOOOOAAOOOOORRRRPHF!* _ She let out a thunderous belch right down Casha's throat, who squealed in both surprise and confused disgust. The awful taste of the dragoness' dinner had been shot down her gullet, instantly negating all the juicy, delicious after-taste of the five star meal she had eaten.

Despite her eyes watering, Casha couldn't help but feel warm under the collar. She wasn't sure if her brain was being stupid, or if anything with a girl like that was sexy as hell, but she didn't want it to stop, as if she had been touch-starved for decades-- if that bombshell doted on her then she could certainly handle a few braps.

The bimbo dragoness pulled out, leaving Casha gasping for a mere second before more food was shoved into her mouth. She let out a muffled yelp, before the dragoness simply leaned forward, engulfing her in her soft bosom while gently but firmly pressing her maw shut.

"Shh... Just keep eating for me, babe. You look so fucking hot like that."

Casha's grumbling eventually turned into a resigned moan. She resumed her slow chewing, letting her brain shut off and her instincts take over; she was getting fed the most delicious food she ever had in her entire life, from a gorgeously sexy bitch. What else could she possibly ask for?

Falling back into the sofa, Casha simply let the dragoness stuff her-- she was in such bliss she almost forgot about the horrible smell lingering in the room, until her stomach loudly gurgled again. She looked up at her caregiver with pleading, worried eyes.

"I told you it was hot, no ? So, like... YoYou can totally let it rip. Do it for me, babe."

That was all the encouragement Casha needed. _ *PHHBRRRRRRRRRMMMMMBPHRRRRRAAAAARRPT!* _ The skunk girl let out a heavy groan of relief, half muffled by the ridiculous amount of food still in her drooling maw. Fuck, this felt good.

The dragoness giggled, putting on her best teasing voice: "Is that a gun in your pants, or am I just that good at feeding you ?"

Casha's face fired up once more, and for a moment her body tensed up-- her bimbo feeder simply hushed her and nodded slowly, before pressing her increasingly hard shaft against the skunk's torso. The strong musk of lizard cock filled her nostrils, slowly switching Casha's priorities from choking on food to choking on girldick.

"Here's a deal for you," began the sexy scalie, "For each bag of food you eat, I'll let you have one inch of my dick."

The skunk looked down at that battering ram of a fuck-mast the dragoness had between her legs. Her eyes widened while she weighed down her options; she was getting a bit full already, but that was a lot of dick.

"It's not even fully hard yet."

"DJHEALH !" immediately agreed Casha, even spitting out some melting cheddar.

The dragoness smirked, before pulling away slightly. She grabbed a metal container, opened it and, to the skunk's surprise, began pouring its piping hot contents onto that monstrous, throbbing dragon dick.

"Well ?", she hissed, biting her lower lip with excitement, "Aren't you going to eat that stew ?"

She didn't need to be asked twice. Like a frenzied mutt, the skunk shoved her face against that dick, furiously lapping at it. The rich flavor of that divine food - the spicy pepper, the bitter bell pepper, the sweetness of that bouillon - felt enhanced tenfold by the addition of salty dick-sweat.

"Oh wow, it looks like you're totally hungry for my dick rather than the food," she chuckled between her client's loud slurping.

In a way, Casha agreed. Still, she was also motivated by the fact this was really good food, even if it wasn't her current focus.

Her stomach was straining more with each gulp of soda she had, each bite of food she took, every drop of soup she ingested. The dragoness kept pulling out more and more food, both feeding it to Casha or using her own body as "incentive": chicken soup on her tits, mozzarella slices on her abs, or even straight up chowing down bacon before snowballing it down her throat.

The skunk was covered in sauce, stew, and soda stains, crumbs sticking to her fur and clothing-- the more time passed, the more she looked like a feral skunk coming out of a restaurant's garbage dumpster.

But, eventually, after her upteenth burger, bowl of shrimp-fried rice and batch of sushis with a side serving of fajitas, the dragoness stopped feeding Casha.

"Damn, babe... You totally cleaned me out. You ate everything !"

Gasping for air, the skunk girl belched. As if suddenly out of a trance she realized how much food she had eaten-- if she had even one more crumb her belly would probably explode. However, the bimbo was clearly not done; she pushed Casha forward back into the couch, pressing her massive tits against her belly, only increasing the already alarming pressure she felt on it.

"Your insides must be, like, so messed up, babe..." purred the dragoness, "But don't worry, I'll totally rearrange them !"

Casha almost winced at the pun, only to feel something pointy poke against her butthole. Her eyes widened, before the dragoness pushed into her soon-to-be cocksleeve, going balls deep in a single thrust.

_ *Fmmmrrppt !* _

"Oh, wow ! Farting on my dick ? Nasty, babe. I love it !"

The dragoness grinned, knowing full well that with all that dick inside of the skunk, the extra gas had nowhere to go but out. With each messy thrust she let out another muffled fart, making the dragoness moan as she felt the warm stank brush around her urethra. Casha was a mess, tearing up from the combined embarrassment of farting on a dick and moaning from having such nasty sex.

With her tight, greedy ass squeezing the scalie's cock like crazy, it didn't take long for the bimbo to climax. With a moan, she bottomed out inside her skunk-bitch's backdoor, blasting every single inch of her insides in thick, smelly semen, resulting in a cacophony of cum-bubbles bursting with loud farts. Tongue lolling, she kept filling Casha until she looked pregnant, before letting her collapse onto the couch.

"Mmmh... That was nice, babe. But I hope you're, like, not done yet? You've barely had dessert!"

Panting, barely conscious, Casha re-focused her stare onto her new guest-- from one of the bags, she pulled out a jumbo-sized box of ice cream. Popping the lid open, she poured the now melting ice cream all over her molten hot ballsack.

"Well? What are you waiting for?"

Casha gulped. This was going to be a long night.