FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Potential to the Other

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Story by Ennyish

A large, curved ass was directly staring at me. I couldn’t help but lean back away from the oversized, scarcely covered rear end. A long purple singlet was stretched tightly over what I assumed were testicles, but I definitely wouldn’t claim “melons” or “bowling balls” to be a bad guess either. I studied it despite my apprehension, eyes glazing over the dark brown fur and nylon swimsuit. The legs were well shaped, spread wide. One paw was lifted curtly in the air. The Eevee’s head was turned to face me, a wink and a smile accompanying his provocative pose. My eyes darted back to his crotch.

‘What a weird poster,’ I thought to myself, finally tearing myself away to gaze at the array of fliers and pictures covering the dark, boarded up windows. It was just a mess of images and advertisements, all of varying level of sexual promiscuousness and questionable legality. It wasn’t what you expected to find in what Mom called “a nice neighborhood.” Trees and gentle sloping roads and occasional residences dotted the landscape, and then there was this old, rickety shack sitting like an eyesore in the middle of it. With posters of porn on it. Some of them weren’t even in English.

I turned my head and noticed Jack staring at me, a plain, apathetic expression sitting on his face. He turned his head away, taking another drag on his vape. I tensed and looked back at the posters, ‘Crap, did he see me staring at these?’ My gut churned menacingly and I lowered my head, slumping over to sit by him as he finished smoking.

He patted my head twice and pulled out a leash, “Alright, sit up. Can’t have you running around the store by yourself.” He clipped the leash to my collar, yawning as he stuffed the vape into his jacket, then pulled me towards the door. “Just don’t shit anywhere, alright?” he requested almost casually. I nod, giving him a weird look. Why were we even here? Why did he have to bring me? He opens the door without any such reservations, and we head inside.

A soft bell rang out. I rubbed my eyes as they adjusted to the light. There were shelves upon shelves of DVDs, filling the majority of the store, with another section in the back. It almost felt like a library, if it weren’t for the weird smell and the fat, bald man sitting behind the counter. “Hey!” he called out, “No pets allowed. Get him out of here.”

Jack smiled and saluted him with two fingers, “Not a pet, sir, just my guide ‘mon.”

The man gave a skeptical look, and Jack continued, “I can show you my documentation if you’d like—“

He waved at us dismissively, then pointed at me, “Just make sure he doesn’t piss on the floor, or you’re paying for a new carpet.”

Jack nods, leaving the man to stew as he says, “No worries, he’s house trained. Come on, Quilava.” He pulls on my leash and I stumble forward, nearly tripping as I follow him deeper into the dark, slutty recesses. I turn back, noticing the man had returned to reading a soft-back novel with no cover.

We go through aisle after aisle, not really stopping anywhere for a long time. Images of anime girls, naked, busty ladies getting fucked in the ass, and porn series covers were plastered all over the DVDs and pictures around the store. I felt a little overwhelmed, heeling close to my trainer as he shifted through the aisles. We come to a stop at a small corner, a man already standing there, looking sheepishly at the selection. He turned his head and gasped with shock as he saw my master. “Oh, hey Jack… Didn’t know that you came here.”

He just shrugged and looked away in response, listlessly viewing a DVD with an image of a female Charmeleon posing with her tail raised. The man tried again, “So uh, I’m thinking of renewing my gym membership.”

Jack turned back to him, surprised, “Lex, every time you get a gym membership you come like, twice a month and then later complain that you wasted all your money.”

The man apparently named Lex shook his head, “No, no, you don’t understand, I’m going to try and apply there for work. They have openings and I want to network, y’know? I need to land a job eventually.” Jack snorted and went back to browsing DVDs, “Heh, if it were that easy I’d already have a job there. Going there to work out isn’t exactly the same as having the qualifications to be a gym assistant, much less a Pokémon competitor.”

“I know that, but—,”

“Look, if you don’t really like Pokémon fighting, then don’t get a job in it. It’s as simple as that. Aren’t you working on your writing degree?”

“Literary analysis, actually.” He picks up a few cases and stacks them on top of each other, “It’s just that I don’t know if it’s really right for me… And they’re not exactly handing out wads of Benjamins for someone to find deeper meaning in classical books.”

Jack just shakes his head, “Whatever you think is right, man.” He stops talking and starts staring at covers again, tugging on his jacket collar to hide a bit of cheek.

“Thanks, Jack. Uhm, I appreciate it,” Lex finally responds, nearly shivering as he scooched past Jack and headed towards the front of the store. I look up at my trainer and smile. Despite the fact that he didn’t have a job yet, he knew what he liked and was trying to make a living off it. I respected his determination. Didn’t know when he’d get a job, but with me helping him I had no doubt he’d become a gym leader someday. The thought of fighting with my friends as an official team was actually a bit thrilling. I wouldn’t mind if—

“What do you think of this shit?” He shoves a case in my face with the title, “Big Booty Bonanza.” A floatzel and two inter-racial women were pressed together, chest-to-back, wearing skimpy maid outfits. I raise an eyebrow and he just puts it back. Then he grabs three different cases and nods, “That should do it. One last thing before we go.”

I was getting more weirded out as this trip continued. It was so unlike Jack to come here, and I still didn’t know why I was dragged along. We entered a room in the back with a musty odor, even worse than the rest of this lewd building. Racks of leather equipment, toys of many different shapes and uses, and lines of dildos filled the closet. My ears folded back against my head as I barely kept myself from gagging in disgust.

He pulls a small spiked collar off of a hangar and held it up to my throat. “Hey,” he said, “Don’t look at me like that, I just want to see if it looks good on you.”

‘That wasn’t really what I was worried about,’ I thought to myself. But he continued giving me objects to hold, comparing harnesses to my body, and at one point even held up a curvy, turquoise dildo up against the side of my ass. I yelp and jump back, fangs bared.

“Hey, shut up. It was hard enough getting you in here, don’t go getting us kicked out too.”

I reluctantly stay silent as he finished browsing. His arms were full of junk and his muscles were bulging out a bit from the strain. He noticed me looking and flexed a little bit. I rolled my eyes as he gives a good laugh. “Alright, we’re done. Let’s go, pipsqueak.” He leads me out to the front, not really caring about how anxious I was to leave. I barely noticed as he paid the cashier and bagged his “goods” in an opaque, black, plastic bag. I was just glad that we finally got to step outside again.

‘Ugh, that was horrible.’ I shake out my fur and purr lightly as we step out into the sunlight. Wind sweeps through the trees and blew my fur into unkempt shapes.

“C’mon, don’t look so upset. I thought you’d enjoy getting to see that kind of stuff. I know I don’t really take you out enough.” I raise an eyebrow at him, and he smiles, “Gotta be a good trainer, don’t I?”

‘Then why wasn’t the rest of the team invited?’ I silently wondered, hopping into his small sedan and climbing up on the front seat.

It was a short car-ride back to the house. I leaned back in my seat and nodded to myself in rhythm with the playlist Jack had set-up. A Beatles song came on and he started whistling, futzing with the volume on his phone. Dense forests filled with critters and Pokémon rushed by. The road winded back and forth around various strip malls and housing complexes, and I just relaxed and enjoyed some time with myself. When we finally pulled into the driveway of a small two-story house and the music had been shut off, I realized I had been purring to myself. Jack rubs my head, “Hey. Good job not shitting yourself.” He laughs and gets out of the car, and I can’t help my crack a smile as well.

“Oh, there’s my baby! Come to Mommy!” A tall, rouge-haired girl with long flowing locks stood up from the couch and held out her arms. I squealed and jumped into Mom’s arms, giggling as she pulled me close and started tickling me. I pawed at her playfully, giggling as she gave my fur lots of kisses and squeezed me tightly. The front door slammed and she looked up, “What’s up? Where’d you go, I thought you were going to cook lunch for me today.”

Jack jingled his keys and hefted his bag over his shoulder, “I thought you said you had decided to order pizza today.”

She rolled her eyes, “Yeah, and then I said after that that I was craving a home-cooked meal instead.” She chuckled and stroked my fur as I rested in her lap, “It’s whatever, you can make me something for dinner instead. What’s in the bag?”

Jack just shrugs, “Just did some shopping, Rachel. Needed some new equipment for the gym.”

Rachel kicked her feet up on the coffee table, “Uh-huh… You know for a stay-at-home dad, you sure do spend a lot on personal things.”

Jack sits down on the couch next to her and sets the bag down. “First off, I’m not a dad, I don’t have any kids, secondly, I’m in the application process now, and third, you’re weird.”

She laughs and gives my belly some heavy rubs. I lay still, mouth wide open as I suffer through the blissful petting. “Don’t call your sister weird. Especially since she’s giving you a place to stay rent free. And of course you’re a dad, who could look at this sweet little thing and not want him aaaall for themselves? Isn’t that right, you cutie fuzz butt! You’re so adoooorable!” she grins and noses at my tummy and I wriggle in place, making squishy, squealy, noises.

Jack rolled his eyes, “How’s work, by the way? Have you been contracted yet?”

“No, actually, I’ve decided to keep making apps indie-style. I actually reached a thousand downloads on my new game! I’m planning to start monetizing outside of ads soon, maybe create a little publishing studio. Clair says she’s willing to do financial relations, for a very small cut, too.”

Jack strokes my head absently, “You sure do live nicely for an indie developer.”

“Oh, don’t let the house fool you,” she shakes her head, “you’re already putting a strain on expenses as it is. I’m just making by off the cash from my old desk job. I might have to move into an apartment soon.”

Jack just sighs, leaning back on the couch. “At least the taxes aren’t that bad here…”

She looks at him, and the belly rubs suddenly stop, “Hey, look. I know that the market’s not that great right now. You’ve put a lot of work into this and you want it to pay off. I’m willing to let you stay for as long as we can afford it, but that means you have to eventually pay your fair share. And if that means getting a temp job while you’re sucking up to that moronic gym corporation, then do it. It can only help to have a place to stand on.”

Jack gives her a curious look, then nods, “No, you’re right. Some cash and an updated resume would look good for me.”

They stare away from each other pensively, and I whine softly.

“Oh, poor baby. It’s alright, you don’t need to worry about a thing.” She squeezes me softly and kisses my forehead. I lick her cheek and hop out of her lap, stretching out.

“I’m gonna go watch some TV. Call me when you’re hungry,” Jack says with a smile, giving his two finger salute before heading upstairs. He gestures to me silently, and I follow, turning my head back around to see Rachel grabbing her laptop again before she disappeared behind the wall as I ascended.

I blinked at the large black bag in Jack’s hand. He took a sharp left at the top of the stairs and clambered into the guest bedroom, the Queen Sized bed there freshly made by none other than Jack himself. He sighs heavily and closes the door behind us, placing the bag down next to the bed. I awkwardly shuffled into the room as he pats the bed, “C’mon, up.”

I climb on the cover and sit down, watching him as he slowly stripped off his jacket, shirt, and jeans, leaving him with a well-toned, bare chest and some navy-blue boxers. He hops up on the bed, leaning back with a grunt and stroking my back as he lays down.

I push my head into his hand, purring lightly as he pets me. My eyes flicker down his body, his chest that was broad but not massive, his abs that were toned but not bulging. His arms were strong as well, and one look at his thighs could tell you that he never missed leg day. He yawned and scratched himself underneath his boxers, a musky scent wafting up and making me shiver.

“So…” He says, “Wanna watch some TV?” He smirks. I give him an apprehensive glare.

“It’ll be fun, right? We can relax and take the rest of the day off.” He sits up and leans over the bed, reaching into his black bag of magic tricks to pull out a stack of DVDs. “You can’t tell me that none of these interest you.”

I couldn’t help but blush heavily at what was in front of me. It was all boys, stripped down, nearly naked, making out or teasing the camera. He flipped the cases onto their back, revealing several samples of shots with more sexual poses. Grinding, kissing, rubbing… A real porn shoot through and through. The strangest part though was that every single one had a Pokémon in it. There were Eeveelutions, Vulpix, Absol, Lucario; you name it, it was on there. I eventually had to avert my gaze, surprised at Jack’s brusqueness. “Alright, I guess I’ll pick, then.” He pulls out a disc and slides it into the DVD player sitting on a shelf underneath the wide-screen TV. He plays around with the remote for a bit, getting it to turn on after a few presses. He sees me sitting upright awkwardly looking away and drags me into his chest, holding me against his side very closely. I whimper and wiggle in place, his skin rubbing against my dark blue fur. He strokes my cream-colored belly lightly, his other arm wrapped around my shoulders, giving me a comfortable head rest. I look sideways at him, muzzle scrunched in confusion. ‘He seems so… flirty.’

The video finally loads to a title screen. He lowers the volume quickly, chuckling as he presses the play button. He lays the remote on the nightstand and goes back to stroking my belly. “Just give it a try. You might like it.”

I wasn’t too sure about that, but it wasn’t like there was anywhere for me to go. I watch as the video starts off. The screen fades into a Vulpix standing on top of a human boy, muzzle locked with his. Loud slurping sounds could be heard as they licked at each other’s tongues. My snout immediately turns a fiery red, and it takes all my effort to not burst into flames. ‘Jack must really be serious about this…’ I look at him and he’s just watching me contentedly. I whip my head back towards the screen and just try to ignore the butterflies in my stomach. Fleshy red bits flashed on screen, a lucario’s doggy knot rubbing up against a human’s tan prick. It was a good thing that the volume was so low, because there was no shortage of moans and groans. The screen transitions to a scene with a mightyena lapping furiously at a boy’s cock. He pants as he does so, only for the guy to grab the dog’s muzzle and thrust himself inside. A few lengthy moments later, and he pulls himself out, white cum spraying out and marking the pup’s muzzle. The pressure on my stomach from Jack’s petting was getting sharper, and the strokes were getting longer and smoother. my whole furry body felt both tense and relax at the same time, my paws clenching and unclenching as I was massaged. I didn’t dare look back at my trainer. I imagined him wearing a devilish smirk, or with soft, half-closed eyelids.

The scene fades and a new room appears. The camera seems to be held by hand, wobbling slightly as it zooms in on a brown, fuzzy butt. The Eevee turns his head and shakes his rear, his tail sticking out of a small hole in the back of a purple singlet. He gives a cute little wink and raises one paw, and I realize exactly which Eevee this was. Small world…

The un-evolved ‘mon leaned down on his forepaws, and a bulge in the swimsuit forms. It’s clear that he’s quickly getting hard inside that stretchy material. I lost control of myself and let out a loud purr, blushing deeply as Jack gives my leg a sharp, kind squeeze. I try not to let it get to me, but the sight of such a hot rear end was starting to get to me. The man holding the camera reaches out, grasping the balls tightly squeezed by the outfit, and starts rubbing them softly. The boy ‘mon gives out the most girlish, adorable squeal, his tail hiked up as far as it could go and his legs slipping against the bed sheets as his curvy hind legs spread farther and farther apart.

I turned away from the screen for a moment and gasped as I realized that my member was completely stiff. Jack kisses my head and I turn to look at him. He seemed most pleased with himself, and gave me a broad smile. “See, you’re enjoying it! I knew it would be a good buy.” He reaches a hand over to my member, glancing at me slightly to see my reaction. I close my legs a little, incredibly nervous. He just rubs my hind paws, petting them and giving my feet a lot of love and care. I look back at the TV, seeing the Eevee with tongue hanging out as the camera-man slowly pulls at the edge of the swimsuit. He unhooks the fabric, and I nearly gasp as a hefty set of plump testicles and a bouncing red cock fall out. The Eevee squeaked as he was freed, and started swaying his ass again, tantalizingly. I had to resist from drooling as I stared at that cute pucker that was revealed after the swimsuit was pulled back. I suddenly feel a harsh shot of what felt like electricity running through my cock. I look down in surprise to see a human hand grasping and holding onto my genitals. I blushed deeply, turning to look up at Jack. I was taken aback by his expression, more curious than demeaning. He seemed very interested in the stretchy texture of my meat. I whimper lightly and he grins at me, “Feels good, doesn’t it?” He squeezes me closer, hugging me tightly into his chest, and I get a good sniff of his musky scent. The horny male’s odor was overpowering, and I couldn’t help but realize that it was turning me on. I bury my nose into his side, closing my eyes as he rubs my cock and the smell of hot human male assaults my snout. My cock twitches pleasantly and my whole body feels tingly and warm. The TV starts moaning again, and I look back to see the Eevee flat on his back, swimsuit completely removed. The filmer’s cock was already in at the tip, and showed no signs of stopping. He dug deeper and deeper, the boy ‘mon wriggling and panting as he spreads his legs wider to accommodate the uncomfortably large dick.

I open my muzzle slightly, unable to hold back now. Jack noticed as I stopped resisting and stroked harder and harder until I was humping into his hand. As the human completely stuffed the Eevee to the brim with hot meat I squeaked loudly and hugged Jack close. I couldn’t watch anymore. My member was left alone for a moment, and suddenly the TV was off. I blinked and looked up at Jack, then down at his boxers, which were pulled down between his thighs, his own meat hard and primed. “So you are a sex-craved Quilava. Maybe if you’re good you’ll get it to taste it for yourself.” I could only pant in response, wishing that he would start rubbing me again. He chuckled as he saw me rocking my waist into the air. “Oooh, needy boy. C’mon, sit up.” He pushes himself up and pulls off his boxers, leaving him completely bare and sitting in bed. Finding it slightly difficult, I sit up too, shivering more and more as I tried to follow what was going on. He reached into his bag and pulls out a soft, black and red leather collar with a bell hanging in the front. “This is much better than the scrappy collar Rachel got you for your birthday. Think of it as a gift for agreeing to play with me.”

I sit still as he slowly unhooks my beat-up, cyan collar from my neck, leaving me naked as well, and blushing fairly deeply. He hums to himself as he slips the smooth leather around my neck. I gasp as he clasps it in place, and put a paw on it. The bell jingles softly. “Much better,” he states.

He pushes me on my back, sitting above me with a devilish grin, and a small butt plug in his hand. I look at it nervously, belly rumbling as I fidget with my paws. He lowers it to my muzzle and says, “Open up.” I obey quietly, parting my lips as the small black plastic slides smoothly into my wet muzzle, immediately soaking in my saliva. “Now suck on it well.” I grunt through the toy, licking it all over. He bends down to my crotch and sniffs at my sheath and plump balls. “Such a good boy…” Jack seems more and more overcome by lust. I mumble a yelp as he starts licking my junk, playing with it and toying with it like in the show. My cock feels amazing, twitching and sparking with intense sensations that rocked my whole furry body with pleasure. I gasped inwardly as he took a finger to my butt, massaging the entrance with small circular rubs as he continued to play with me. Any apprehension I felt when I walked into this room was disappearing fast. I wanted him to keep sucking like my life depended on it.

After a long time gone purring and suckling on the butt plug, he plucks it from my muzzle roughly and presses it against my rear end. “Just relax.”

I wince slightly as he pushes it in, but it’s small and very well lubricated, so it finds its way in comfortably. Jack clambered above me, his face inches from my muzzle. I could feel his warm cock pressing against mine, and I opened my muzzle, agape in stunned pleasure and strange feelings I couldn’t describe. He takes this opportunity to kiss me, one hand wrapped around both our meats. I moan as his tongue flirts with mine, his soft lips pressed against my muzzle as he intimately shares my fluids. I whine happily, heart fluttering as the sexy, muscular male wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tightly, still locking our lips together. It ends too soon, and I find him scooching up with a large, bouncing cock in my face. I don’t hesitate at all, immediately starting to lick it all over, even willing to bury my nose in his balls to smell more of his insanely exciting musk. I wasn’t sure what was coming over me, but I was loving every second of it.

He grasps his member in his hand and directs it straight into my muzzle. I gulp and try to suckle on it carefully, purring as he stuffs my muzzle. I was incredibly turned on. My heart was racing, and my length wasn’t showing any signs of dying down. I just kept licking and licking and fully tasting his shaft. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply as I tasted some small drops of pre dripping onto my tongue.

I whimper unreservedly as he removes his cock; I sit up and trying to paw at it. “Woah, there, eager beaver. You’re going to want to relax for this next part.” I blush and lean back, mind still firmly planted on the taste of his cock, when I feel a sudden emptiness in my behind. I remember that the butt plug was left in me from a while ago. I lift my head up and watch as Jack reaches into his bag and pulls out a small bottle. He spreads what I assume is lube all over his cock. I’m nearly drooling as I watch him play with it. “Lay back and spread your legs.”

I couldn’t have been spreading my legs more if I tried. I wanted nothing more than to be filled by my trainer, wanted nothing more than to feel him moving and pleasuring himself inside me. I rub a paw against my own cock, purring as more pleasurable waves run through my fur coat and down my back. He strokes my belly gently with one hand, and with the other guides his member up against my tight asshole. He pushes lightly, then harder, until finally my rear spreads and he’s sliding deep, deep into me. My whole body feels like it’s on fire, and it is incredibly difficult not to burst into flames. I wrap my paws around his waist and pull him closer to me, moaning and shutting my eyes as he finally hilts against my rear. I feel his balls brushing up against my fur, but nothing compares to the sensation of having such a cute, sexy male completely filling me up to the brim. I pant rapidly, humping into his stomach as he starts slowly rocking back and forth, cock sliding out, then back in, each time creating a small spark that runs through my fur and floods my head with pleasure.

I chanced a glance at my trainer’s face, but his eyes were lightly shut and his breath was firm and gentle. I lift my head up to lick his face, and his eyes widen as he looks down and smiles at me. He pats my head and rubs in between my ears, cock still lodged firmly inside me. “Enjoying yourself?” he asked softly. I nod, then quickly look down at my cream belly as my fur rubbed up against his abs and I could see my prick twitching in between us. I closed my eyes and let my head fall back. He was picking up into a rhythm now, giving off ragged grunts and soft pants as he pounded a little harder. He sat up on his knees, lifting my behind to get a better angle as he kept thrusting inside his cute little pet. I lift a paw and touch his chest, running over it with my pad as I realize how much fun this was. I squeaked loudly in pleasure, only to quickly be reprimanded by my master, “Ssshh, not so loud.” He pulled out his length, and I do my very best suppressing a moan of indignation. “Roll over onto your belly,” he commands, and I’m already shuffling around on the bed, trying to right myself against the squishy mattress. In record time my butt is waving around the air while my collar hangs loosely around my neck. I squeak as I feel his weight on top of me, pressing me down, and then he pushed in again with a freshly lubricated member. His balls brushed against mine. He stuck a finger in my muzzle and I realized I was panting. I suckled it for a bit as he resumed his humping, his buff arm gripped around my chest and squeezing me a little too tightly into his body. My rear end was aching and sore but I was still madly in love with the feelings and sensations coursing through me I moaned around his finger, only for him to remove it and start stroking me off. I clenched my eyes shut and stuffed my embarrassed nose into a pillow, humping against him and into his hand at the same time, my whole body shivering. My bell gave out a small jingle as my body was pushed around, but I didn’t hear any more complaints.

I could feel his mouth next to my ear as he whispered in a low, seductive voice, “I’m going to cum in you.” My ears shot up and moments later he was fucking me like it was his last orgasm. I could hear his deep breaths and his balls as they slapped against my own. I let out a moan; I just couldn’t help it. He wrapped himself around me as tightly as he could, growling as his humping turned into infrequent slamming. My hole was stretched wide around him as he finally came inside me. I managed to stimulate my own cock enough to push myself over the edge as well. As my sticky mess drooled onto the covers beneath me, his was shooting deep inside my ass, filling me up and causing it to slosh around his dick. He was panting softly now, slowing down until finally he just shivered and laid down on top of me. I fell onto my stomach, my whole body wracked with pleasurable afterglow as my head started to recover from the foggy state of horniness.

“Aaah, good boy.” He kissed the top of my head and I just grumbled to myself. What the heck just happened? Before I could ponder this to a greater length, I heard mom call from downstairs, “Hey, Jack! I’m hungry! Come make dinner!” I feel him push himself off of me quickly, standing up and sliding out of me with a plop. I sit up and watch him quickly get dressed, responding hastily, “Sure thing! Give me a minute!” He brushes himself off and starts to leave, giving me one last look, “Oh, I almost forgot.” He puts his arms around my neck, and I lean back a bit, worried his was going to kiss me, but instead he simply unclipped and removed the bell-laden collar. I blush brightly beneath my fur, sitting up straight as he stuffed it away and waved at me, leaving with a half-smile, half-grimace on his face. What a strange expression. The door was left open. I sat there in silence, rubbing my one paw with the other as I glared determinably at the disheveled bed cover that was my seat. My fur was mussed up, cum was dripping from my butt, and all I could think to myself was, ‘What the fuck just happened?’