FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Note: It also looks like this story isn't showing up properly on Sofurry 1.0 (The old Sofurry)

Guri Studios, and MetalChick Productions.

~~~~ Presents ~~~~

Reno starring in:

The Chocolate Doughnut Inn

The heavy grey clouds shifted over him, as the night began to settle into the city, where was he? He knew it was going to rain, so he'd better find some kind of shelter soon or he'd catch a cold. After all, he wasn't even wearing socks, so naturally he'd be cold duh! The buildings rose up high around him, with greyed out walls. He craved some warmth as he was starting to shiver. He shifting his eyes, looking around, seeing hardly anyone in the streets but a couple of somewhat podgy Jigglypuffs. What the heck, this place was almost boring. What he would give for a warm bowl of coco, and a spot in front of a crackling fireplace.

There was some sort of fetish looking building, but he walked past it, wanting nothing to do with it. There were a bunch of pokemon around it, some waiting to get in, and others waiting at the door. Other than that, there wasn't much in the way of places to stay. It was either that or...

"You know," said a voice out of nowhere that was positively... blue? "We should write a story for the contest that has a lot of abuse for MD. What better choice is there for a willingly subby arcanine?"

"That sounds awesome, I love it! So we gonna use your magic pen to control this admin doggie guy?"

Yah. Sounds fun to me."

He shook his head. The cold must have been getting to him. He thought he heard voices but his mind must have been playing tricks, after all he had been travelling a fair bit recently. He must be coming down with something. After all, who the hell would want to abuse him anyway? He was a nice guy and all.

Looking around the street, Reno spotted the Chocolate Donut, just his kind of inn.

"No it isn't!" He shook his head, damn was he talking to himself?

"Oh don't worry, you're going to love it..."

Around Reno's neck sat a collar, proudly bearing the title of "Puppy" on it's gleaming tag. After checking that his fur was in order, he headed inside, his tail wagging furiously. Of course he was happy and why shouldn't he be, he's found a chill pad for the night.

As Reno stepped inside, he was greeted by a strange sight. The place seemed like an old wild west outtake, from a John Absol Wayne movie or maybe Clint Pokewood. Thinking about it, it did seem kinda homely in a strange way, complete with all the nice wooden chairs, tables, and even a nice bar area. Just as he was getting comfy, a deep voice sounded off from behind him. "Oh look, we've got a subby arcy." Behind him a machoke stepped out of the shadows, revealing his muscular, figure. He reached out a steroid pumped hand, grabbing Reno by the collar, and jerking him closer. Yipes!

Reno yelped, shaken out of his plot induced trance. What in the... He didn't even own a collar, and he certainly hadn't wanted to go in here. He jerked against the collar, Why was this happening and where did the collar come from anyway? Something was well off here. It was useless as his happy go lucky smile faded. The Machoke was in the tight PVC pants, which were cut out at the crotch, smiled broadly while his cowboy boots clinked along the ground with their spurs. He gave a small tip of his cowboy hat, rather entertained by Reno's response. "They call me Butch."

"Eeep!"

"Oh? Is the little puppy having second thoughts?" he joked, his muscles starting to bulge as he continued to hold the collar firm against Reno's protests. "I bet you want nothing more than to lift your tail for me, don't you?"

Hypnotized by the forceful words of the dominant male, Reno turned around, cringing in the hold of the bulky pokemon.

"Make him wear something nice! Make him a horsey?"

"No, its my turn to write. How about you- Hey, give me back that pen!"

"Hahaha no....yay hmm yeah that's good, and a little more of this, ahh perfect, maybe I'll add this now too, wow now I'm getting excited."

A makeup box, covered in bright pink flowers, appeared in front of Reno with a puff of smoke. It gleamed invitingly, and he hesitantly he opened it, unable to control his urges, then he got o the complicated work of prettying himself up. Unfortunately, not gifted with human fingers, he splattered the rouge lipstick with his paws and smeared it over his muzzle giving a goofy smile. Looking down his own body, Reno realized he was suddenly wearing a pink dress. Tutu power! With his new accessories and cheap looks, he started to look like a cross between a corner street girl and a doll that had been "prettied" by a 4 year old who had assumed, "More is better."

Dabbing his paw into the loose powder, he padded his face with his paw, continuing to tart himself up for the big handsome cowboy with the- A glimpse of himself in the case's mirror of the apparition he'd become snapped him back towards insanity as his mind cleared. The reek of the cheap cosmetics were overpowering to his canine nose, starting a sneezing fit that sent pink powder puffing into the air around him, prompting even more sneezing. Whatever had possessed him?

The heavy arms of his assailant kept him pinnedsedated, he began the weight shift onto his back. What was happening? He turned looking up at the maniacal cowboy who had mounted him like a little horsey. Reno jumpped into the air, from shock and pain as a pair of spurs dug into his thighs, to a loud booming cry of, "Gedde up! Faster, faster!" He bucked and lept around the room, half choked by the arm around his throat, trying to shake loose the aqua colored demon on his back, quickly starting to pant from the weight.

Feeling the spurs kick once more into his thighs he began to gallop around the reception area in his new found pink attire, howling in pain. Rushing from here to there, he was about to crash into a table, but a sudden jerk to his neck caused him to suddenly jump the obstacle like a show jump horse. Running in circles he could still hear that beast of a pokemon on his back loving it.

"YEE HAAA! Ride Em Cowboy!" Reno ass felt a harsh sting which lashed across his ass cheeks, squinting in pain he continued to dash along. The riding crop continued to whip his ass red as another hurdle approached, a chair. The Arcanine attempted to jump this as he lept he couldn't find enough flight as he landed on the chair catching the wooden runner right between his legs, blinding pain ripping a strangled yipe of protest from his muzzle as the chair collapsed under the additional weight load.

Now caught in a awkward position, he splayed his legs and locking at the joints, as he prepared to take the towering male, and his totem pole. Behind him the-

"Wait, you can't start just yet, you at least need some lube, or else have him start with oral and pretend that's enough."

"Awww so no dry humping? party pooper...."

Reno gazed over his shoulder, staring at the massive shaft behind him. It was so big and wonderful. He needed it to fill him, but first he had to taste it.

Reno made a strangled sound, half-way between a whimper and a shy little virgin's squeak as with a sudden thrust, The 'mon behind him thrust forward, plowing straight into Reno's maw. "Bulls-eye," the Machoke gloated, a satisfied grin spread across his face. Poor Reno's face turned red. If he hadn't had fur, it would have been seen as red as a beetroot.

Butch grabbed Reno's cheek ruffs and used them as a handle, feeding Reno an altogether different serving of desert, his shaft pistoning in an out with a sound similar to that of a plunger being used to remove a squeaky toy from a stuck drain. The arcanine continued to squirm as his throat bulged outward from the....

"Humpf! You told me I had to be realistic, those proportions are whack!..."

"Oh fine. I guess I started it..."

_Reno continued to suck on the throbbing meat in his mouth, it was so juicy and big, he occasionally gagged as it got too close to the back of his throat. Then, suddenly, his mouth was empty again. "Alright, that's enough of that. Now turn around and get ready for it," Butch ordered.

Reno spun around, tail held high, locking his knees, waiting like the good bitch he was. Even as he waited, he was sure he'd enjoy it. Even as he waited his traitorous cock started to unsheathe, the adorable one-inch wiener starting too..._

"That's just mean a one inch dick?"

"Two better?"

"Oh come on. He's an Arcanine. He's bigger than that and... Oh alright. Two's fine if you want it that much."

Reno felt his dick miraculously grow an extra inch in an instant. Suddenly, he felt a large spank across his ass, forceful enough to take his hind paws of the ground as he cried out, "Youch!"

The defenceless little arcanine trembled feeling the huge rod slide up and down his ass crease, slick with saliva, and threatening to penetrate him at any given moment. Reno shook his head side to side frantically unable to do anything about it. Butch grabbed hold of Reno's tail tightly around the base. With a huge tuft of the tail, and full on thrust of the hips, he rammed Reno through the back door, forcing the arcanine open and causing to Reno's eyes bulge out.

Reno howled at the painto both his body, and worse his ego, as his ass started to burn. His claws dug into the ground, and he frantically tried to pull away, jerking his head from side to side.

Agony riddled his face, and he did look kinda cute like that, although his asshole was on fire. The huge bulging thickness began to speed up, each thrust harder and faster than the last.

He was in his element, pushing back on each thrust, trying to milk out the most from each thrust. It was too much. The intense pleasure started to overwhelm him, regressing his vocabulary to that of an infant.

"Ouch! ouch! ouch! My shit hole! Youch not so fast, wheres my mommy!"

"Has he always been such a crybaby?"

"Only since you got a hold of him," _Blue said, a grin almost audible in his voice. _"I think I'd better take that pen back before he ends up in diapers, or worse."

With each slap of the leather clad figure, Reno's pleasure grew, his tongue starting to hang out, with heavy pants, and his eyes glazing with blissful heart shapes. He may not have been created for this, but boy was he taking to it well, his true calling.

"I wonder if I should write that, after this, having while he's in control would never be the same..."

Reno stood there, a haze of unexplained bliss washing over his body as he tried to make sense of anything. He was beginning to drool trails of that, and other liquids, dribbling down his muzzle. He was a slobbering mess, but he was too blissed out to care.

The muscle bound green cowboy was really riding his ass now, each powerful thrust taking the arcanine's hind paws of the ground with each thudding impact. Suddenly he felt his body gripped tightly lifting him up as he began to be jackhammered suspended in the air. Slushy wet sounds came from his backdoor, he was well and truly stuffed. His body bounced up and down like a ping pong ball. The arcanines tongue hung out while he gurgled and drooled down his own maw in bliss.

Reno whelped and howled "AWHOOoooo!" He definitely found sexual euphoria, maybe this wasn't so bad after all. He continued being batted up and down as he loved getting bounced off the randy cowboys hips. The anal holster was the perfect fit for the cowboys gun. Yeee hah!

"Wow that's corny. It fits the rest perfectly."

"I know, I love cheese, hey Reno, you like cheesy rim pickers?"

"What the heck does that even mean?"

"I'll write it in after blast off, and you'll see what I mean by blast off too!"

"Remind me never to give an open invitation to let you do anything you want with my characters."

Reno got heavily slammed down on the huge candy stick one more time, and nailed there as the Machoke began to flood into him, erupting like a volcanic into his ass. The arcy could feel it, it was amazing, no really it was. His thoughts going whoa.... This is it. He's about to come too. Its going to be massive. In fact it was going to be a super nova. Reno felt the big bang, while he was starting to swell even more. His lower belly was ballooning, while his eyes watered up with joy as he came, his body tensed and trembled in the ginormous orgasm he felt. His tiny two inch dick shot a tiny, pea size drop of cum as his face flushed with glowing red cheeks. The pressure inside his belly continued to increase, approaching dangerous levels.

As Reno came a little more to his senses, his first thought was, what the hell? His lower abdomen was still getting stuffed with gooey goodness and he was about to pop. He flapped his paws around frantically trying to dismount but it was futile. His body suddenly propelled upwards with a jet-stream of cum trailing him.

"Ground control we have blast off!"

"You sure you don't mean, 'Huston we have a problem?' Just think of how much cleanup work they're going to have to do downstairs."

Reno, the cum propelled rocket, flew across the room, white cream spraying out painting the entire room from behind him as he sailed towards the bar. He just had time for a thought of ouch, before he hit, wood chips scattering everywhere. He lay there for a few moments, letting the pounding in his head recede and waiting for his eyes to uncross before trying to get up on very unsteady legs. He winced at the feel of the splinters that pricked all around his butt cheeks.

Spotting a lane of retreat, he struggled up a nearby stairwell as he waddled like a duck with his hind legs kept fairly spread, evident of a good ass pounding.

"What do you think we should do to him next?"

"...do to him next." Reno cocked his head, wondering what the echo was.

"Oooo! I got an idea ZOOOOOOOooom!"

"...ooom." There is was again, coming from behind the door in front of him! His eyes opened wide, and his face turned into a snarl as he threw himself at the door, his body glowing with energy from the tackle as he hit the door. It literally shattered, flying apart in a shower of disintegrating splinters leaving him and the occupants of the room coughing in a cloud of wood dust.

In a burst of inspiration, Guri grabbed the pen and started writing furiously.

Reno walked into the center of the room, then rolled on his back careful not to hurt either of the two occupants or use any attacks that might harm either of them.....

"Eeeek! how did he find us? quick give me the magic pen!"

"No no, let go"

"Crap you broke it!!"

"Damn it, no I didn't this is all your fault."

The strange female walked over to Reno, looking upside-down from this angle. He tried to snap at her leg, his temper literally at a boil, little whisps of steam to puffing out of his ears occasionally.

"Gah run Guri, run?"

"What, you think you can outrun an arcanine? Actually, if she ran for it, Reno might chase her and ignore him. "You run for it, save yourself!"

The human girl made a run for it, and, a few moments later, the spell holding Reno broke and he shot off after her like a rocket while Guri watched out the window of the broken room. After the sound of their feet had faded, Guri pulled a second pen out of his pocket and sat back at the table, snickering.

Sucker.... I probably should make sure she isn't too badly off though. I wouldn't want Reno getting in trouble for homocide...

Z ended up in some cave in the woods, only her two white eyes were visible as she peeped from out of the dark, panting. High rising green trees and dense shrubbery surrounded her outside, and maybe would keep her hidden away while she could figure out a plan. Meanwhile Reno ran into the same woods having given up the chase as he was knackered from his exploits. Unwillingly the quadruped headed towards his rendezvous with fate, various sticky fluids still clinging to his fur, soon to be joined by far more as he...

"Ah well that's a wrap, well Reno got some good ass actions, tomorrow I can do Z's poor pussy, hmm I wonder where she ended up? Hmm.....at least she won't be here to object when I make sure she regrets breaking my pen."

The End....

"For now anyway" :P

---

Guri: So, that colab went pretty well, and I even managed to save you from the crazed Arcy.

_ Z: Yeah right.... anyway we going to do another chapter?_

Guri: Well, it was amusing, and although abusing Reno was fun, I think that's enough for now.

_ Z: I like female Arcanines though._

Reno:"Get the fuck out of my head!"

Guri: Oh come on. What you turned him into is probably worse, from his view. At least if he was a real female, it wouldn't be such a tight fit.

_ Z: What are you saying? I'm no good? :'( Well how about I give him a wet pussy for the next chapter? Cuntboi!!!!!!!_

Reno:"AHHhhh no! I saw your story notes and what you already put me through is bad enough you two bastards!"

_ Guri: You're not good at all. You're evil. Yeah he doesn't seem to like that, haha, how about a nice pounding. How about we set you up with a fucking machine that runs at 900 rpms?_

_ Z: 900 ha! No way I say one million. POW!_

Reno:"I don't wanna!"

_ Z: Stop crying bitch, this is our fic. Hmm you narrate the rest Guri, I'm getting coffee._

_ Guri: Okay see you soon, okay now where were we? Ah yes, we were going to make you a more literal bitch..._

Reno:"I want my mommy."

_ Guri: Shut it! Hmm...._

The arcanine continues to walk on, his new bitch pussy was all wet and what a scent it was, nah this wont work. He's better off raising his tail again.

Reno:"Stop screwing around and get this over with!"

_ Guri: Hush, you'll still get it in the ass again pretty soon, so just relax. I hear relaxing can help when......_

_ Z: Back! hmm how about ginseng tea, it may help relaxation, you look stressed Reno? Oh wait is ginseng for erections? I got a idea! yeah another one..... hahaha...MWahahahhahaaha_