FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Disclaimer: This chapter contains Crossdressing and Femdom themes, if this bothers you please do not continue reading.

"DRESSING ROOM" Read the sign at the end of the hallway. The brown rabbit was lead down the hallway by his leash. The tall tiger walked at an even pace in front of him, occasionally jerking at the leash if he fell behind.

"Sit" The tiger commanded. The rabbit did as told, looking up at the tiger curiously. The tiger knocked twice before opening the door. Along one wall were several makeup booths opposite a large wardrobe. A female bat wearing a vest and leather pants stood in the center of the room smiling at the tiger as he walked in.

"Is this your new toy Director? Feminine boy isn't he?" Her sharp teeth shined against her black fur as she spoke.

"Indeed he is." the tiger said dryly. He handed her the leash. "Show starts in twenty minutes, have him ready." The rabbit on the floor watched her eyes follow the tiger's ass as he left the room.

The bat walked over and grabbed the bottom of the rabbit's muzzle with her clawed hand. "You will listen to everything I say and do as you are told the first time I say it. Malk is a spineless wimp compared to me." She emphasized her point by tightening her grip. "You do what I say as I say it or you will learn quickly that I love to hurt things." Her claws dug into his flesh painfully. A cruel grin spread across her face.

She let go and pointed to one of the chairs. "Sit" He scrambled up quickly and sat in the chair, still facing her. She smiled. "Good Bitch." She walked past his chair and opened a drawer behind him. She pulled out something that looked similar to a jockstrap and walked back around.

"Spread your legs wide over the armrests." He hesitated for just a moment and the back of her hand slapped him across the face, she remained silent. Without any more hesitation he spread his legs wide, slouching in the chair a bit. His anus was fully exposed and still gaped a bit from the tiger.

"I see Malk opened you up nicely." She slid a clawed finger smoothly into the stretched anus. "That should make things a bit easier on you." She slid her finger in and out, stroking the male's balls softly with her thumb. His cock began to leave his sheath. Her thumb rubbed against his tip before rubbing down against the length of his sheath. Slowly his shaft began to expose itself, his length came out not fully aroused but enough to exit his sheath.

The bat moved her hands to his balls. She gently pushed his orbs up into his abdomen, leaving the male's sack empty. She pressed a cold metal plate against the space and bent his cock down through an opening in the top of the plate, before locking it over the base of his cock. She looped the straps around his thighs and tightened them into place leaving his crotch reduced to a flat bulge.

She flicked the head of his cock through a small opening in the bottom. He flinched when the clawed finger scratched across it. She reached for a bottle of lube on the table behind him. She applied a dab to her fingers and lubed up a few of her claws. She smiled deviously, watching his expression as she slid her fingers into the helpless rabbit.

The rabbit's face twisted in frustration, his cock throbbed inside the device, unable to grow and unable to retreat. He could feel more than one finger entering him now, stretching him further. She fingered him for a few minutes, but the longer it went on the more frustrated he felt. When she finally stopped he was panting, he was stuck in a state of arousal without really getting any closer to release.

The bat took a few tissues from the table and cleaned up her claws and pulled some of the lube from his tailhole. She grabbed his leash and tugged it a bit, beckoning him to get up from the chair. He climbed out of the chair, falling obediently to all fours on the ground. She led him to the wardrobe. "Stand up bitch."

She turned and opened the wardrobe. Costumes, clothes, and accessories for both men and women filled the closet. She pulled a pair of black panties from a drawer and handed them to him. "This first." He looked at her questioning look, but did not hesitate to slip them over the metal chastity device. She looked down at his crotch, satisfied with the job the device did smoothing him out.

"So, what's next? Do you want to be a school girl? A maid? Or maybe I should just dress you like the cheap whore you are." She said stabbing him with the cruel remark. She turned back around looking through the clothes again.

"Hold these." She handed him silk stockings, a black lace garter belt and a matching lace bra. He blushed looking down at the women's clothing. The bat turned back around. "Miniskirt? Corset? Sundress?" She turned back smiling. After a moment she pulled out a red corset and a matching skirt and placed them on the top of the pile before walking back to the chair.

"Put the clothes on the chair so I can help you put on your garter belt." He put the clothes down but picked up the lacy belt and handed it to her. She took it from him smiling, and walked behind him. She pulled the belt tight around his waist locking the hooks in the back. She instructed him to sit on one of the chairs and helped him into the silk stockings, having him stand again when it was time to lock the metal clips to the stockings.

He blushed when he was handed the black bra, the bat giggled at him before helping him put it on. It was a modified bra that gave him a small bit of artificial cleavage without looking too strange on his frame. His ears went back when she handed him the skirt. She just smiled at him, this time not offering him any help. He stepped into the skirt and zipped it up in the back, the hem was about mid thigh.

She handed him the corset and he slipped it over his head and down over his artificial breasts. The bat stepped behind him and positioned the corset just under them before beginning to tighten it from the bottom up. He took a breath as the corset was pulled tight at the top, compressing his lungs.

She smiled, "Well aren't you a pretty one?" she said in a slightly mocking tone. She walked over to the chair and leaned back in it before unzipping her pants and sliding them down. She leaned forward and pulled him toward her, pushing his head down to her damp slit. "Lick" she commanded.

He awkwardly leaned forward and began lapping at the damp patch of fur, her tangy taste clutching to his tongue. "Mmmmm," she groaned. She leaned farther back pressing his face between her legs. "Deeper Bitch." The rabbit entered her with his tongue, pressing against her walls and dragging against her clit.

She began to softly buck at his face now, getting closer to her peak. Her claws began to dig into the back of his head as she thrust against his face. He struggled to send her over the edge as the pain in the back of his skull intensified. He flicked at her clit making her pant softly. She moaned out as her slick juices spread across his muzzle. She sighed relaxing her grip.

"Clean me up now Bitch," she said running her claws through his fur. He licked around her slit picking up the excess juices from her fur as best he could, just trying to get it all over with. After a moment she stopped him and pushed him away before standing up and zipping her pants back up.

"Okay, back to business." She motioned for him to sit in the chair before walking over the counter. She grabbed a few cosmetics and spun the chair around to face the mirror of the cosmetic booth. She took a towel and cleaned all of the juices from his muzzle before opening a jar.

The first thing she applied was a light powder that softly darkened and colored the fur, it wasn't very overbearing and looked more or less natural if you didn't look too hard for it. Next she applied blush to give his face a warmer look. Then she applied a soft eye shadow before grabbing a bottle from the booth.

"Keep your eyes open and try not to flinch." she said unscrewing the bottle of eyeliner. It took a couple of minutes but she was able to gently apply the eyeliner evenly. The last thing she applied was a soft pink lipstick to the edges of his mouth.

"Okay Bitch, it'll be time for you to go out any minute now." She said looking at the clock on the wall. She handed him soft shoes, similar to slippers for him to put on. She clipped on his leash and led him out of the dressing room, luckily this time on his feet.

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The cat sat alone in the room and stared out through the glass at her audience, her arms covered her breasts from the group of mostly predatory species. Some of them wore lab coats but the majority of them were completely naked. A handful of them were openly masturbating, a reptile of some sort ran his eyes across her curves appreciatively as his tongue flicked out of his mouth towards her. She turned her head away from him in mild disgust only to see others doing the same.

Past the crowd outside her room were other circular rooms like the one she occupied. Some of them had tinted glass as hers seemed to have at one point and others had a group of furs surrounding their room as well. Her attention was drawn to one of the other circular rooms as the black tint faded revealing two avian women. One was a blue jay and the other a cardinal.

The blue bird was leaning back, her legs spread around the cardinal sitting in her lap as the cardinal was licking the blue jay's breast taking care not to pinch her with her beak. Pureblood birds never have breasts the cat thought while watching the two of them rub against each other. She watched in fascination as the two birds ground their vulvas together eliciting chirping moans silent to those watching through the glass.

The feline slid two fingers into her moist sex, her thumb softly flicking against her hood as she stared at the two women with rapt fascination. The blue jay took the cardinal by the back of the head and pushed her down, repositioning so that the cardinal was now lapping at the down feathers of the blue jay's slit. The jay's head tilted back and her legs spread father apart around the cardinal's head. One of the blue jay's hands went to her breast strangely squeezing white fluid from the nipple.

The cat moaned as she pushed her fingers deeper in, her fluid now leaking down her thighs forming a small puddle under her, unable to stop watching the two birds continue. The cardinal's ass rose into the air as she leaned farther into the blue jay's sex and gave the audience a clear view of the juices dripping from her slit onto the table. A steady white stream was now leaking down the blue jay's hand collecting under her as well.

The cat was now frantically playing with herself, eyes lidded but still stealing peaks at the birds in front of her. The blue jay's legs spread apart quivering as her back arched while she gripped the cardinal's head. The sight sent the cat over the edge; she groaned loudly bucking her hips into her hand. When she finished she laid back and rested.

After a few moments she opened her eyes and looked at the crowd of people around her. She only now realized she had just masturbated to orgasm for a crowd of furs watching her. She moved away from the small mess she made and curled into a ball trying to hide herself from the crowd.