FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Yet another side story from me. You know, I should probably work on some other stuff soon. You know, like stuff that will actually get me a grade in college and thus a well paying, middle class job. But I hate homework so much

Chapter One

You know something interesting about locking your house up as tight as a bank vault at night? If someone has the ability to bend mater to their will, it doesn't work very well. Sarah stretched out her mental energy, wrapped it around the widow's lock, and twisted it until she heard a click.

Silently, the window slid upward and Sarah slipped past the threshold as gracefully as her feline ancestor.

Even in the dark of the night, the mewtwo's features were visible by the light filtering in. She was approximately six feet tall, her appearance fairly cat like. Her fairly human esc body was covered in simple black clothing she'd patched together to fit her. The only exposed components were the grey fur around her lime green eyes and thick green tail that swung behind her.

Behind the shiny pokémon dropped a human slightly smaller than her in similar clothing. Only his grey eyes were visible as they scanned around the room

Wordlessly, they spread out, searching for something note worthy, though they weren't told directly what it was.

"Anything yet?" the human, Mark, whispered after a few minutes

"No" she answered

"Figures," he grumbled, another bullshit target "grab food and let's get out"

The two took afew of the food stuffs from the fridge and pantries and slipped back out the window, locking it behind them. The sleeping family completely unaware until they tried to have a bowl of cereal for breakfast

It was only a short way back to their retreat, an abandoned apartment complex in the more run down area of the city. Their chosen residence in the complex was one of the lesser destroyed rooms they had cleaned up, repaired, and lightly furnished. Even so, the old building had mostly been gutted by time and they had to be careful of where they stepped

Mark removed his face covering, revealing his pale face and short blond hair. "We've got enough food for afew days at least," he said, stowing the loot away

"Atleast we won't go hungry" the mewtwo said, sitting down on the creaking coach, removing her own disguise

"Well, we need to find something to pawn soon, or we won't have to worry about that for much longer."

A chunk of fallen roof suddenly lifted itself up and flew across the room through a large hole in the wall where it fell down the main stair case and splintered in the lobby.

"I think we'll be fine," Sarah said confidently

"You may be a psychic, but that won't help much when they start shooting"

Sarah stepped off the couch and strolled over to Mark, "I'm sure I could find something to make money with if you're so worried," she suggested, placing her hand on his chest and looking at him with a lustful look in her lime green eyes, "I have afew skills I could try to sell."

Her hand ran down Mark's front, feeling his slight musculature through his shirt, until it came to his crotch, where she could feel him just starting to harden. Dancing her hand across his fly, she caused the bulge to grow into an easily noticeable tent in his pants. She dropped his zipper and stuffed her hand into the fly of his pants and boxers, wrapping her fuzzy, bulbed digits around his semi hard penis and dragging it out into the cool air.

"What do you think?" she asked, stroking his length to full size

"I don't recall you ever being a prostitute," Mark said, "a whore yes, but not a prostitute"

The mewtwo smiled at him, "it's just afew steps lower don't you think?"

She dropped to her knees in front of the human's throbbing erection. She pressed her lips to his swollen head, making Mark sigh above her. Next she wrapped her lips around the tip, sucking and licking the sensitive flesh, tasting musky flesh. Bobbing her head up and down, she took more of his cock into her mouth on each descent and swallowing the oozing pre.

Mark groaned at the treatment, his knees already going weak. He placed his hands on her shoulders as she past the halfway point.

"Enjoying yourself are we?" she asked, pulling off momentarily but continuing to lap at his tip

"Prostitutes aren't paid to talk," Mark pointed out, placing his hand on her head and pushing her back down

Sarah obeyed, engulfing the entirety of his cock until her nose was pressed against his trousers and his head was being massaged by the reflexive swallowing of her throat. Mark gasped and bucked against her, releasing jets of pre down her throat. After a moment of her tongue tracing across his length, twisting and bobbing her head to extend its range, she pulled off the saliva covered organ and looked up at him

"Shall we move onto the couch?" she suggested

Mark agreed and followed her back to one of the only pieces of furniture. He sat down with his legs apart while Sarah set down in front of him. Without a pause, she engulfed his cock and resumed her work while he resumed his pleasured noises.

She moved her mouth up and down his length, roving her dexterous muscle and strong sucking over as much of its surface as she could, making him moan and pant. Close to his end after only afew minutes, he placed his hand on the back of her head again and bucked into her mouth.

Smiling to herself, she brought her hands up and with one, cradled his scrotum through his pants, the other wrapped around his base. While her hand slowly moved up and down his lower half, she suckled and licked the upper. Mark grunted, his nails digging into her scalp and pre spurting down her throat, just afew more seconds.

With a loud grunt, Mark forced Sarah's head down, his cock going straight down her throat. He focused only on her warm, tight maw around his dick, ignoring her gurgling chokes. She could have easily over powered him, but chose to allow the first couple spurts of warm cum to blast down her throat. She forced her way back up slightly so that the remainder spilled into her mouth until it oozed out around her lips and dribbled down onto his crotch.

Once her partner's muscles relaxed and he slumped onto the couch, she removed her muzzle and looked up at him with droll and cum dribbling down her chin.

"Well?" she asked, her mouth still full of his jizz

Mark grunted in agreement, looking down at her, the sight making him remain slightly hard. He groaned loudly when she visibly swallowed down the mouthful of cum.

"Then I'll look for work tomorrow then?" she suggested jokingly, knowing his answer

"No," he said quickly

Mark and Sarah had met when both were just barely teenagers. They didn't start out very well, but they'd become friends soon enough. The reason why Mark didn't want Sarah to sell herself like that was because afew years after they'd met, they'd lost their virginity to each other. The two maintained a relationship for the most part, despite barely going out except to steal. But Sarah had slept around every once in a while, much to Mark's ire. Although the only reason he didn't do the same was because it was easier to seduce a pokémon than a human.

Sarah pulled herself up onto Mark's lap, the couch protesting, straddling him and locking her bright green eyes with his dull grey.

"Why not, I thought I was good?"

Mark wrapped his arms around her neck and pulled her closer to him, "because you're too good to sell"

"Oh?"

"I want to keep you all to myself"

"Selfish." Sarah leaned in and kissed him. Their tongues wrestled with each other, Mark finding the familiar taste of his semen on her, while she ground against his cock, smearing the remains of her spit and his cum on her pants' crotch.

After afew minutes, she pulled away, licking his saliva off her lips seductively. She leaned back, removing his arms, and slipped her hands under her shirt, lifting it up over her head and tossing it away.

Mark placed his hands on her hips and slid them up her sides then over her chest. The armor like structure, similar to the humans her DNA was partially based from, had two pink nipples poking out of her fur that led to mammary glands under her skin. He grabbed ahold of her barely noticeable breasts and massaged them and rubbed his palm across her hard nipples, making her moan.

"Don't you dare make a man-whore joke" he warned

"I would never dream of it," she said innocently, placing a finger on his cock's underside and stroking the fairly hard object back to life

Mark moved his hands from her breasts down her stomach and to the waist band of her pants just below the start of the green fur and where her legs connected to her torso. He undid the belt and dragged the zipper down. He splayed her pants open, not even near her sex organs. Instead he found a second set of four nipples she got from her mew ancestor

He continued to grope her, massaging her secondary breasts and pinching her nipples, again making Sarah moan and wrap her hand around his cock and jack him slowly, using her own saliva and his fresh pre as lubricant.

Mark forced her up on her knees so that he could pull her pants down to her knees. Once they were off, all that was left covering her modestly was a pair of panties, purple like the normal of her species that she had modified to fit around her tail. The fabric was visibly soaked with her fluids, clinging to her matted fur, and exposing her engorged lips through the thin material.

Mark grabbed either side of the underwear and slowly pulled down. The crotch stuck to her fur until it finally peeled off to reveal her drenched pussy. The green fur was parted by a pair of aroused pink lips that sat on the bottom of her crotch's curve. Sitting at the very top of the structure was her erect clitoris.

Sarah fully removed her pants and panties and let them drop off her feet onto the floor. Mark ran his finger down the split of the two lips, making Sarah arch her back and let out a loud moan, pressing against him. He brought his digit back up and poked her clit, making her gasp and squeeze the cock in her hand.

"My turn," she said

The mewtwo removed his hand and placed hers under his shirt. She dragged it up and off, adding it to those already scattered about the floor. She leaned in and ran her tongue across his chest, suckling on his nipples. Slipping off his lap, she dragged her muscle down to his navel, tickling him along the way, and further to his pants. She unbuttoned them with her teeth and dug her face into his pants, taking a deep sniff of his musk, and bit his boxer's elastic and dragged them off his hard on.

Once he was free, she lapped her tongue across his flesh like an ice-cream cone while her hands pulled his clothing off past his knees, where it fell to meet her own discarded garments.

She placed herself back in his lap, her pussy grinding against the underside of his cock, adding her juice to the fluids covering it. She leaned against him and slid her pussy up until his head just barely spread her lips. Their mouths met again and made out as she slowly lowered her body, spreading her tight passage around his meat with a long, wet squelch, making them moan into each other's mouth.

Their groins met with a wet slap and they ended their kiss. Her already tight vaginal muscles contracted around the foreign object, making him groan and pre spill out, adding to her own lubrication

"How do you stay so tight all the time?"

"Maybe you're just too small to stretch me out"

Mark bucked against her body, informing her to just get started. Sarah obediently lifted herself up until only his head was holding her open then dropped back down, loosing a pair of loud gasps and a wet squelch into the air.

Sarah continued to bounce herself up and down on Mark, while his hands wandered towards her top set of breasts, making her back arch as he groped her. She leaned towards him, resuming their kiss while her tail swished around behind her.

She placed her hands on the couch on either side of Mark and increased her speed further, making Mark thrust hard to meet her, one of his hands dropping to her lower set of nipples. Sarah cried out, digging her claws into the already well marked up couch.

Mark's fingers travelled lower until they found her clitoris brushing against his stomach. He pinched her sensitive nub, making her gasp and arch out of their kiss. Mark smiled to himself while his partner writhed in pleasure.

With a final drop, Sarah howled as she was pushed over the edge and her body arched with ecstasy. Her walls squeezed even tighter on him like a massaging vice. This in turn made Mark match her outcry while his cock spasmed inside her and rope after rope of thick spunk was released until her tunnel was painted with his cum and it dribbled out around their seal.

The two stayed locked in pleasure until the last few spurts topped Sarah off and they collapsed together and fell asleep.

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Mark had met Sarah when both were barely teenagers. He was just a common street rat orphan picking pockets to survive back then. He was fleeing from the cops when he slipped into an alleyway and jumped into the window of the very building they lived in now.

Catching his breath, the young Mark panted heavily as the officers ran past. Convinced he was safe, he looked around the lobby. The formerly well maintained and rather posh entrance room was rotted and both the basement and second floor were visible from just about any place.

Careful of the creaking floor boards, he walked further in, kicking up years of dust into the air. Slowly, he moved towards the stairs to the second floor. Upstairs he found hallways and rooms in similar condition to the lobby. The third floor was the same, and the fourth.

As he entered one of the fourth floor rooms, a voice that seemed to come from all around bellowed, "who are you!?"

Mark yelled and jumped back. The heavily creaking floor gave him a second of 'oh shit!' before it collapsed and he was sent towards the third floor. The sudden impact smashed him through to the second floor and so on towards the first floor.

He gritted his teeth, but the expected third impact didn't come. When he opened his eyes, he found a green aura of energy suspending his body just inches above the ground. He was slowly dropped toward the ground and re-orientated until his feet gently touched down.

"Sorry," a soft voice said from behind him

Mark jumped again, thankfully onto a stronger set of beams, and spun around. The creature in front of him was noticeably shorter than him with a vaguely feline or alien appearance and human posture. It was mostly grey, but its crotch and the tail that twitched behind it were green like the aura he'd been held in. Its eyes looked sad, sorry that it had made him feel pain when it only wanted him to run away.

"Are you ok?" it asked, its voice sounded feminine

Mark grabbed a fallen piece of wood from nearby and held it up, ready to swing.

"What the fuck are you?"

"I'm a mewtwo, and you?" she seemed oblivious to his aggressive actions

"Get the fuck away from me," Mark ordered

"Why?"

"Because if you don't I'll smash you"

Mewtwo stepped closer and the wood swung at her head. The plank smashed into skull, sending her sprawling across the floor.

"I'm sorry," she sobbed, thinking it was punishment for hurting him, and curled into a defensive ball

"Is anyone else here?" he demanded

"No, I'm alone"

Mark looked around like he could confirm this from this room. When he looked back at the mewtwo, he noticed that the side of her head was bleeding and her eyes tearing up. It reminded him of the times before he was an orphan, when his father would beat him at least once a day until he ran away.

He lowered his weapon and tossed it aside, "you ok?"

Mewtwo brought her hand up to the painful wound on her head then to her face, examining it between the bulbs of her fingers.

"Not sure"

She wasn't used to pain, ever since her parents died; she had resided in the apartments. Most people didn't bother with it, and those that did she usually scared away quickly. He'd only managed to get so far in was because the mewtwo was sleeping until Mark had entered her room. No one had ever struck her before.

"Let me see"

Wary of the one who had done this, she allowed the human to approach. Mark looked over the matted fur.

"Do you have any water?"

"In the basement"

"How do I-"

The room was filled with a blinding light. When it faded, the two were in the basement. The cement was at least sturdy, though the rafters were bowed down rather dangerously. Pipes lined the walls and ceiling, several of which were leaking. Before they'd died, mewtwo's parents had rerouted some water and electrical lines so that the family could survive easily. But since the pipes weren't in the best shape, they usually relied on collecting it in buckets, heating it if needed.

Mark grabbed one of the full buckets, turning on the light bulb that hung down.

"Any wash cloths or anything?"

"No"

Groaning, Mark ripped off his sleeve and wetted it in the bucket. He pressed the cloth to the blood covered fur. Mewtwo yelped and pulled away.

"Either I clean it off or it gets infected and you die," Mark said harshly

Mewtwo whimpered but moved back toward him. He carefully washed away the dried blood, exposing the actual injury. It wasn't too bad, mostly just caused by the roughness of the wood. He would have said that it would be fine, but the building probably wasn't the cleanest place.

"You should go to the pokémon center," Mark advised, tying his sleeve around her head.

Mewtwo whimpered again, "I've never left the building"

"It's just a quick trip"

"But I'm not allowed, someone could see me and try to catch me or sell me"

"Either that or you get an infection"

"But, but"

"What if I get you something to hide your body?'

She thought it over a moment, "o-ok"

Fifteen minutes later, Mark met mewtwo in the lobby with a coat and brimmed hat he'd swiped from a restaurant. Mewtwo managed put it on with some difficulty. The adult sized coat hid most of her form and the hat hid her face. As long as she was careful of where her tail wandered, she almost looked human.

"Alright, let's go," he said, holding the door open for her

Mewtwo whimpered, she still didn't want to go outside. Mark grabbed her arm and pulled her out forcefully. She stood stock still on the steps, the sudden unfiltered noise and lights of the city hitting her. On the sidewalk ahead of them were afew people who only stopped a second to question the two apparent children

"Let's go already"

Mewtwo followed closely behind Mark, keeping her head low while they fast walked down the street. They entered the pokémon center. The nurse was hesitant to listen to them until Mark ripped off the hat. Confirming her pokémon status, they helped with mewtwo's injury in afew minutes.

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"There," Mark said, returning mewtwo to her home steps, "now can I leave"

"What?" she whimpered

"I got you healed, now I don't have to worry about you and I can leave," he explained, taking a step down

Mewtwo looked down, "ok. Bye"

Mark walked away down the steps and onto the sidewalk. Against his better judgment, he looked back to the mewtwo standing in the doorway. She slowly turned and went inside, closing the door behind her.

Mark sighed, "don't do it. You're not that cliché are you?"

He continued to walk

"There you are!"

"Fuck"

Mark sprinted away from the officers, but they were already just afew feet away. Just as they were about to grab him...they did. He struggled against their hold, trying to get free, but to no avail.

"I finally got you," the officer growled, but then a shocked expression covered his face, "what the fuck?"

Mark vanished in a flash of light, leaving nothing behind but a clenched fist.

The next second, Mark found himself on the roof of an apartment.

"What the..." he looked around, finding himself sitting next to mewtwo, "you saved me?"

"You saved me," she answered simply, staring up at the stars

Mark looked down at the scrambling cops below, "only after I tried to kill you"

"So you owe me then"

"What?"

Mewtwo stood up, "nothing. You can get down the fire escape; it'll take you to the alley"

She opened a door back into the building and was about to step down the stairway back to the interior.

"Wait," Mark called, "so you're all alone here?"

"Yes"

"Well, I could stay a while"