FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Sasha and Tasha had been making Judy swallow fluids from the weasel. Judy was sure she could taste Duke Weaselton from their sessions. Koslov had to be involved so she confronted him during the weekend.

She stormed into Judy’s Sexual Services. The clientele hadn’t changed much. It was just predominantly predators along with the odd prey animal. And she noticed her sister working at the counter alongside other rabbits. All of them wore clothes with no signs of sexual activity.

“Phoenix, what the fuck are you doing here?” Judy said.

“Working,” Phoenix said. “Got a problem with that?”

“But here?”

“What do you want?”

“Never mind.” She walked past the counter. For some reason, Koslov had one of her sisters working here and maybe enslaved too. Her family was off-limits.

“You can’t go in there.”

“What are you going to do about it?”

“Koslov, Judy Hopps is insisting on barging in,” she said into the intercom.

“Send her over,” Koslov said.

Judy went to find Koslov. She searched room after room to no avail. He wasn’t in the office or playing with one of their prostitutes or anywhere really. The only place she hadn’t checked was the washroom for males.

There was no one using it either. The bear remained elusive.

As she turned to search other rooms, someone grabbed her from behind. After a moment of panic, she realized it was Koslov. The bear was silent in his approach, and she didn’t hear him.

“What brings you here?”

“Why do you have my sister working here? They’re off-limits. I told you!”

“Who is from your family?”

“Phoenix.”

“She lied about her last name. You can fire her.”

“Me?”

“Go deliver the news yourself.”

As much as she didn’t want her sister working here, she didn’t want to tell her sister that she was fired. Telling Koslov to get rid of her didn’t make her feel better either. “She can stay, but if you mistreat her, I will see you behind bars,” Judy said.

“What else brings you here?”

“Sasha and Tasha have been feeding me things that come from Duke Weaselton. That stops now.”

“Why complain to me?”

“Duke is still here. They got it from you. You promised that I wouldn’t serve Duke again.”

“And you’re not. I’m not making you do anything with the weasel.”

“Stop giving them his cum.”

“I never did that. What I did give them was this.” Koslov walked with her to Duke Weaselton’s room. The weasel was in the process of pushing out cum from his tailhole into a bowl.

“Well, don’t.”

“They buy it from me. I will stop if you make up the loss of revenue.”

“But they feed it to me. It’s gross.”

“Take it up with them. They are yours. They don’t work here anymore. Not my problem.” As Judy turned to leave, Koslov said, “There’s something I want to show you.”

The bear led her back into the washroom, and through a trap door. After walking down the stairs, Judy saw a restrained tiger hooked up to the pipes.

“That’s the tiger who tried to frame you.”

Judy realized she had never seen what had happened to the tiger. “What’s he hooked up to?” she asked even though she more or less knew the answer. Hearing it would be something else.

“The urinals.”

There were enough restraints in place, rendering him mostly immobile.

After showing her this, Koslov led her out of the basement underneath the bathroom. He readied himself to use the urinals. She watched him do that without intervening.

The bear whispered into her ear, “Would you have done something if it was Duke Weaselton?”

She didn’t answer him.

“You will answer the question.”

If Duke were there, she didn’t feel the same need to do what she had done before. “No.”

“Why not? I’ll go piss into his mouth now.”

“No, don’t,” Judy said. “It’s different if he’s down there. Don’t piss in his mouth.”

“We’ll test that.”

Koslov led her to Duke’s room. He was currently rimming a tiger and a polar bear was fucking him. They waited for these two to finish, and then Koslov had the weasel follow him. Judy could smell the scent of multiple animals on his face. He hadn’t said a word yet.

As soon as Koslov opened the trap door in the bathroom Duke said, “I don’t want to die. I’ll do better.” Neither Judy nor Koslov responded. Duke added, “Please.”

Koslov started freeing the tiger bound and secured to the plumbing.

“You sick bastard,” the tiger said when the bear freed his mouth.

“No, what is sick is what you tried to do to my slut. I warned you.” The bear punched the tiger’s face hard enough to knock out a few teeth. He moved the restrained tiger aside.

“Open your mouth, Duke.”

Duke tried but the pipe was too big for his mouth.

“No matter. Just stay there and keep the floor dry.”

They left Duke Weaselton down there. As they walked upstairs, Hole the cougar was pissing into the urinal.

He had a plug in his butt. “I’m going back to work right after.”

Koslov said, “Keep up the good work.”

He led Judy to the bedroom. “You followed me here. Do you want to do anything?”

“I thought you were going to show me something,” Judy said.

Koslov shook his head.

Judy didn’t fancy having sex with Koslov right now so she made her way out. Her sister was working there, booking appointments for sexual acts. She lingered around for a while to ensure nothing bad was happening. Whenever someone wanted to play with her, she turned them down.

This trip confirmed her suspicions that it did come from Duke Weaselton but it wasn’t his cum, it was worse. She had to confront Sasha and Tasha since talking to Koslov didn’t accomplish much. They were buying it from Koslov and feeding it to her.

She returned to her apartment where Sasha and Tasha were browsing the web on their laptops. Upon a closer look, they were doing much more than that, they were streaming sex. Judy decided to leave her apartment without even talking to them.

She didn’t want to interrupt their streams so she called Nick, “Can I come over?”

“I’m not home. I’m busy,” Nick said. He sounded frantic and quickly hung up.

What was she supposed to do now? She went on a walk for exercise. She couldn’t get more of her new favorite drink either.

It was just as well that Sasha called her, “Come home. We have a surprise for you.”

She turned back toward the apartment.

The bunnies were waiting impatiently when she entered the room. They had finished streaming.

“You certainly took your time,” Sasha said.

“What’s the surprise?”

“Put this on.” Tasha took off her diaper.

It wasn’t anything new, she was a tad disappointed if that was it. Judy put the diaper on without complaint.

“Dress.”

For whatever they had planned, she wasn’t going to be naked. Now, she was confused.

Sasha took off her wet diaper and used it to blindfold Judy. The wettest patch was right up against her nose. She couldn’t see much. They put plugs in her ears so she couldn’t hear either. They led her out of the apartment and guided her into the car.

The only things she could smell were Sasha’s piss and cum.

She couldn't tell what was happening with all her senses blocked except for touch. The drive took some thirty minutes or so by her recognition.

The bunnies led her out of the car, and down some stairs – they had to have entered a building at some point.

They removed the earplugs first.

“Judy? I’m surprised you’re here,” Nick said as he sat at a table.

What was Nick even doing here? They removed the diaper so Judy could see. They were playing a board game.

“It wasn’t my idea. I didn’t even know you were here,” Judy said.

“What the fuck? She’s not supposed to be here,” Finnick said.

Finnick was underneath the table with his tongue on some wolf’s filthy paws.

“What a potty mouth,” Nick said. He poured some soap onto his paw. “Let me clean your tongue.”

Finnick got up from underneath the table. As Nick moved his paw towards the fennec’s mouth, he knocked it away. “Fuck you, I’m done.”

“You’re leaving?” a lion said. “What’s wrong?”

“She’s here. Unless she’s mine, I’m out.”

Judy noted the mammals sitting at the table. There were six of them. They were all predators. They were playing a card game, poker perhaps given the chips but there were sex toys and baby paraphernalia, while diapered mammals did things underneath the table.

“Yours? Why?” the lion said.

“Because I said so.”

“What’s going on here? They brought me here.” Judy gestured to Sasha and Tasha. The other mammals under the table were busy doing various things to each other. “Didn’t mean to disturb this, I’ll be leaving.”

“Don’t like the surprise?” Sasha said.

“What are we even doing here?”

“It’s a playdate for anyone that wants to be a kit again.”

Judy found that so wrong especially given all the sex. It wasn’t a way to relive kithood. “Nick, what the fuck are you doing here?”

“Why are you so surprised? Finnick has a thing for this,” Nick said.

“I’ll kill you. Shut up,” Finnick said.

“Come on, give it a chance,” the vixen said. “Why don’t you take Finnick’s place this round and we’ll figure out something for the next?”

Sasha said, “That sounds like a wonderful idea.”

“No,” Judy said. “Not interested.” She didn’t fancy licking wolf paws.

Tasha added, “Why else would you call him up?”

How did Tasha even know that she called Nick? “To do normal things,” Judy said. “Not this. We’re leaving.”

They were walking out but she heard someone gagging so she returned to the table. Upon closer inspection, a female otter was failing to swallow piss from a weasel.

“You seem interested in the otter. We’ll get you some playtime with her if you stay,” Tasha said.

She had to know if the otter was there willingly. “We could stay a bit,” Judy said.

“Make up your fucking mind.” Finnick stopped licking the wolf’s paws. He took a seat at the table instead.

“Take his place, you know you want to,” Sasha whispered as she started helping Judy undress.

Judy hesitantly started lapping at filthy wolf paws wet with Finnick’s saliva. As she got a taste of his saliva, she realized it had been too long since she had a taste of Nick’s.

“I rolled a five,” Nick said. “Into the wilderness: Your cub discovers some jewelry on the ground.” He tossed some anal beads on the floor.

Judy hated that this twisted game was referring to them as cubs. As Judy went to reach for the anal beads, a weasel snatched them up and stuffed them into his diaper. He resumed lapping at the otter’s pussy.

No one seemed to care about what happened. They were so inattentive that no one cared about her licking the wolf’s filthy paws so she stopped. She didn’t enjoy this but was willing to go through with it for an investigation.

Without any warning, the wolf started pissing into the other wolf’s mouth. The wolf swallowed without an issue.

“Three,” the lion said. “Your cub expresses dominance.”

The cheetah near her took this as an instruction to stop sniffing the squirrel’s diaper and instead try to piss inside Judy’s diaper.

“Back off,” Judy said. The cheetah was insistent, so Judy ran out from under the table.

She ran out from under the table.

Nick commanded, “Stand still.” He removed her diaper. “You lost your jewelry. You left the play area. This calls for punishment.”

“My paws are still dirty.” The wolf too came out from under the table.

“Two punishments. Can you do nothing right?”

“I didn’t even know the rules of this game,” Judy said. She couldn’t believe there were punishment cards for Nick to draw. He drew two.

One involved feeding, and the other involved anal.

Nick presented a bottle to her lips. “That’s enough out of you. Just sit right here.”

She tasted Nick’s cum as she sat on his cock.

The lion spun the wheel and the next player took a turn.

With Judy in her rightful place, the game continued with the other five back underneath the table again. The vixen was up next. She drew a card and rolled two. “Your cub desires to clean this pacifier.” She took a poker chip from the middle.

She tossed a far too brown pacifier underneath the table. The vixen spun the wheel. Whomever It landed on, went next.

As the players played, they read cards aloud and tossed things underneath the table without seeing if the ones below followed the cards at all.

Some cards required the players to do something to the ones down below such as getting their feet licked.

What was the point of this if the ones below the table could just ignore everything?

The lion rolled a six. He moved his card to the middle but said nothing. The text on it was “Daddy comes home.” He looked underneath the table. “Come out, Sloane. Where is the pacifier?”

The squirrel got out from underneath the table. “Haddon took it.”

“Haddon come out.”

The cheetah rose from underneath the table.

“Do you have her pacifier?”

“She’s lying.”

“Whenever you lose something, you can’t blame others for your mistake,” the vixen said. “I’m very disappointed in you, Sloane. Come over here.”

The vixen passed twelve chips to the lion. She drew a punishment card and started spanking the squirrel.

Naively, Judy thought her punishment would be over as soon as she finished the entire bottle of cum. Nick simply brought a new one to her mouth. Tears fell from her eyes while the game continued.

It wasn’t until Nick’s third turn that Judy finally got to return underneath the table, but not before gaining some anal beads in her tailhole.

“Don’t lose these,” Nick said.

Cards had both an action and a duration that varied. She supposed the diapered players had to perform that action until the time was up. The parents wouldn’t be the wiser if they didn’t check on the cubs. She still hated the terminology used for the game. It felt wrong.

“Stop it,” she said as the wolf pulled on her anal beads with his mouth.

The weasel poked his head down and told her to get out from underneath the table. “Your cub swore.”

“I did not,” Judy said.

“Are you saying he’s lying?” Nick said.

“He’s a weasel. They always do. You’re not going to believe him, are you?”

“Come over here.” Nick decided it was the perfect time to feed her soap. This was so unfair.

She started crying from the unfairness of it all yet didn’t struggle too much as Nick fed her more and more soap. After one bottle, he reached for the next. Nick didn’t let up until the game ended … four bottles of soap later.

“I can forgive you for not knowing the game. I can’t forgive you for using someone’s species as justification. You will apologize to Earl, and I never want to see you act like this again,” Nick said.

“He lied,” Judy said.

“I’m right here – at the same table, do you think I didn’t hear what happened?”

“Then why believe him?”

“Have you forgotten that you’re in the middle of a game?”

“What difference does that make?”

“It’s a roleplaying game, you dumb bunny. One in which you’re not supposed to talk. You brought up his species to try to sway me. I am a fox. Go apologize. Now.”

Naked Judy with anal beads in her rear walked over to the weasel. “I’m sorry about trying to use your species as a reason against you. Can you forgive me?”

“It’s okay. You’re not the only one who has,” Earl said. The diapered female otter was busy licking his paws.

“That’s good and all but given the place,” Sasha said. “Why doesn’t she give you a special apology for an hour?”

“Only if she wants to.”

“I’ll be happy to,” Judy said.

“We’ll do something after lunch. I’m starving.”

Finnick said, “Not so fast, that’s my time with her. Spend time with her in your home.”

Nick said, “Seeing as you’re willing to make amends, I’ll help you make your favorite drink.”

Judy went over to Nick who slowly removed the anal beads. He moved his cock into her tailhole and started pissing.

Casually, Nick said, “You’re on the hook for two thousand dollars.”

“What the hell?”

“The game has an entry fee of three thousand per player. We only won one thousand. I’m being gracious and giving you, my share else you’d be on the hook for even more. We found some money makes the game more exciting among the twelve of us.”

“Fine,” Judy said. Given how badly she screwed up today, she didn’t feel like arguing. As Nick finished pissing, Judy clenched herself. “Is there a bowl somewhere?”

“If you lick it off the floor, we can forget about the money this time.”

Judy did exactly that. She unleashed the piss from her tailhole and started lapping at the puddle. The taste was divine with the perfect blend of flavors.

“Can I try some?” the female otter asked. The one who failed in swallowing weasel piss earlier.

Judy remembered that one of her goals was to find out if this otter was here consensually, and her alone time with the weasel could help. Since she was uncertain, she said, “This is mine.”

It wasn’t a good sign when the otter let out a sigh of relief as if she wanted her to say no. It was another red flag.

She savored every drop mixed with the taste of her tailhole before too long, the tile on the floor was completely white again.

Finnick said, “Is it just his or do you want mine too?”

She debated how to answer this, but if she turned it down, when would she have such an opportunity again? “Yours too.”

“We are canines too,” the wolf said. “How about mine?”

“No.”

“Okay,” the wolf sounded disappointed. The wolf didn’t force her to do anything. That was nice.

The puddle shrank lick after lick. The floor was clean again.

Finnick wasted no time marking her tailhole when she presented it to him. Fox piss surged into her for the second time today.

Since Nick’s piss rinsed her out before, Finnick’s tasted stronger and far more potent. It was enough to make her gag. A few laps later, she was sure she hated the taste but when she wanted to call it off, the puddle was no more. She lapped it all up while being indecisive.

“I want a turn,” the vixen said.

“But you’re female,” Judy said.

“So are those two bunnies. Why is this a problem?”

“I only like it one way, up my tailhole first.”

Tasha said, “We can use a funnel for that.”

“I’m in.”

Judy lay on her back while Tasha prepared the funnel. The lubricated cold silicone pipe went in, making her shiver. The vixen hovered above the funnel to piss. She was among friends, in a sense, and she didn’t even know the vixen’s name. “What’s your name first?”

“Call me Nalani,” the vixen said.

Piss surged into her tailhole for the third time today. The vixen had more to give than either of the foxes.

Once more she lapped up the piss that came out from her tailhole. She loved the sweet and sour taste combined with some residue from her tailhole since the vixen’s piss went deep inside her.

“Time for a new game,” the lion said.

“So soon? They’ve just eaten. They need naps,” Sasha said.

The weasel said, “You’re right of course.”

“I’m not tired,” Judy said.

This earned her oversized mittens and a ball gag in her mouth. Judy followed them to another room with three cribs. Naptime wasn’t naptime but rather another word for bondage in this place. They restrained her inside a crib so that she literally couldn’t get out without assistance. It took a while before she got some company.

Sasha and Tasha restrained a diapered female otter that was literally dripping piss right above her face. Judy couldn’t do anything about it. She could smell that Sasha and Tasha took the liberty of spraying the outside of the diaper with their piss.

With a soggy diaper covering her nose, Judy did her best to sleep. A tongue lapping at her tailhole did not help.