FSE

Furry search engine

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The advent of sub-sized beings had a drastic impact on the world. Overnight, entire industries were rebuilt, economies flourished and waned, and the very definition of what it meant to be a living, sentient being changed. Of course, on much, much smaller scale, the advent of sub-sized beings forever changed the life of an insecure, imbalanced high school girl named Brittany. Before then, she had merely been the popular girl at high school; the one who got everything she wanted whether it was the hot quarterback, or the complete and utter ruination of another girl's high school experience. Now, she fancied herself a Goddess. The vixen lie on top of her bed, belly down with a small mountain of pillows propping her up whilst she idly typed away at her laptop's keyboard. She was mostly naked, save for the golden hoops adorning her ears and a single ring adorning her toes. Her subs surrounded her, numbering a dozen in total. Most of them had been engineers: well educated people that had been subsized under the prospect of a new job. Unfortunately, they quickly learned that electrical engineering on a subsized scale was labor that any unskilled worker could do, rendering their degrees completely worthless and seeing them out of a job as well. Now, they were more or less slaves. Brittany had stripped them of all of their clothes and belongings, and they tended to the vixen's every whim as she lie there. Two subs were stationed on each foot, and kneaded the giant vixen's rough, leathery paw pads with all of their might. Similarly, another fur had been stationed within the canyon between her legs, elliciting a low, drawn out moan every once in a while. One sat idle by her laptop, fortunate in that the vixen's toe nails were inaccessible to him, leaving him unable to paint. The most nerve-racking job belonged to the one that stood by with a piece of candy in hand, expected to feed the vixen at a moment's notice.

With the gumdrop held shakily in both of her hands, Catherine was easily the most nervous of Brittany's current harem. She had only been with the teen for a week since her entire department was laid off and outsourced to another company. She was the director, with over ten years of experience in the field and a Master's degree to back it up, and none of that meant anything anymore. The fennec was hesitant to agree to subsizing a few months prior, but she was promised a hefty bonus and a lavish office (on her new scale) if she did, the higher ups rationalizing that she could lead her department, most of whom was subsized already, better if she were at the same size as they were. It seemed reasonable at the time, but from the very first day, she realized her mistake, as her new stature let her get pushed around--sometimes quite literally--with great ease by her superiors. In the end, it was her failure to make a strong enough argument for her department when she stood four inches tall on the table, surrounded by the monolithic members of the board of directors, that led to her whole department getting the axe. She was, though she would deny it, the lucky one of her department. All had been given to Brittany, and now she was the only survivor. There she stood before her new goddess, trembling, and praying that when Brittany leaned down to open her enormous muzzle, only the piece of candy would go in, and not her with it.

She may have heard tales about what happened to dissidents. They were easy to believe, especially after she had seen the vixen gleefully kill off the 'unworthy' members of her department, one by one. At any rate, she stood there, anxiously watching as the vixen loomed overhead, investing all of her attention onto her laptop's screen. "so wats up now" an instant message from her boyfriend read. "mmm getting my clit massage, lol," Brittany replied, her lips curling into a grin as another low reverberated deep down within her throat. "hot lol," Michael swiftly replied. "is it still tht collie?" "Yes," Brittany replied, opening her mouth as she continued to type. "shes sooooo goooood getting me all hot and horny ;3" she typed, exhaling a hot, humid breath over the fennec as her saliva laden tongue rolled out expectantly.

Catherine was covered in the heavy breath, and it took an intense effort not to gag at the scent and humidity of it, fueled by terror of what might happen to her if she showed any signs of digust with this bratty princess of a vixen. Her fuzzy frame bushed up, partly in sharp anxiety at looking into the depths of the maw that could be her grave, and partly because of the balmy mist she was bathed in. With trembling hands, she reached out and delicately placed the chewy drop of candy onto Brittany's tongue, pushing it forward a bit with her fingertips and jerkily snapping her arms back away from the mouth. She swallowed a heavy lump in her throat and let her gaze linger on the dark depths a little longer, reminded of how some of her employees--and friends--met their end in there. A quiet whimper escaped her throat before she realized it.

It was a terrifying experience; the vixen's tongue undulated excitedly upon her approach, and even brushed against her body as she leaned in to plant the candy upon its surface. But still, poor Catherine was morbidly mesmerized by the way the giant vixen's throat flexed in a seemingly threatening manner. "mmm," the canine typed back. "u should stick her in your pussy ;3" he continued, adding, "can i see??" Brittany closed her lips as she read, allowing the fennec to safely retreat once again to ready another piece of candy. "mmm, you getting hard over this?" she asked. "yes," Michael replied, another message flashing across the screen an instant later. "plzzzz?" Brittany hesitated a while longer, before finally, a smile swept across her face. Within a moment, the webcam mounted on top of the laptop switched on, and a live feed began to broadcast out onto the internet. The vixen secured the link, posted it to Michael's chat as well as a few others, and within a few moments, the vixen arose from her mound of pillows and brushed them aside, thoroughly startling the five subs stationed between her legs and at her feet.

Though unsure whether or not she would be needed, given the turn of events, Catherine was quick to grab another piece of candy from the bag and hold it at the ready, having been thoroughly convinced she did not want to keep Brittany waiting for even a moment when the call was made. Those along the lower portions of the vixen were scattered, some making it away in time, others roughly shoved or kicked to the edge of the bed, and one fell right off of it. He scrambled up the sheets to get back on top and back to her side, dreading the thought of being considered abandoning his post. All stood at the ready for whatever command their mistress had, eyes averted away from her in subservience, except for Catherine, who nervously looked up to the teen preparing herself for the camera.

The number of viewers ticked up, and up: three, five, eight. Meanwhile, Brittany crawled on top of the bed's surface on her hands and knees, spinning herself around so that her rear was turned to the camera. The number of viewers ticked up, and up: three, five, eight. Meanwhile, Brittany crawled on top of the bed's surface on her hands and knees, spinning herself around so that her rear was turned to the camera. Eleven viewers, fifteen... The Fennec stood in awe as she watched the vixen gyrate her hips, raising and lowering them in an attempt to get them squared within the camera's shot. The giantess raised her tail and splayed her cheeks, baring everything to her growing audience. Eighteen, ninteen, twenty viewers. By now, the stream's chat was ablaze with all sorts of lewd comments. "oh god yissss," one person wrote, while another started blurting out all sorts of obscene requests. Unable to see them, Brittany ignored them. She procured one of her foot slaves- a tawny haired, female lioness- and transported towards her towards her rear. "Mmm," Brittany hummed, holding the poor, unfortunate girl in front of her nethers for her audiance to see. Meanwhile, her free hand slipped between her cheeks and excitedly probed at her anus. As her muscles relaxed, her finger slipped inside, preparing the passageway for its new occupant. "o fuck yes!" the chat exploded. Viewers posted message after message as they watched the vixen press the lioness head first against her tailhole, and slowly began to ease her in, bit after bit until her feet slipped past the tight, fleshy ring with a single push of the giantess' finger.

The lioness did not fight against Brittany, but it was impossible for her to keep from quietly sobbing at what was about to happen. When her face touched the foul-smelling orifice, she convulsed in disgust, but beyond that she held stiff and still for her goddess to do as she pleased, and so she submitted to her new use as anal dildo. All she could do was pray that Brittany would let her out once everything was said and done, and leave her to wash up, for if she struggled, she knew her death would be cruel and painful. Catherine, on the other hand, was horrified at what she was made to watch, her jaw agape. She glanced towards the computer screen, seeing the footage reflected upon it, before returning her attention to the girl in front of her. How could anyone do this to another person? It was truly terrible.

Perhaps just as disconcerting as the act itself, were the comments flashing across the stream's chat. "So hooooot" "i wish i was her" "Michael should fuck your ass now :3" "i wish I culd, im not there" "pull hr out and eat her" They were loving each and every moment of it. There were over thirty viewers now, all of whom flooding the chat. And to further dishearten the fennec, others began concur with the previous suggestion. "Oh god, eat one!" "that'd be so hot to see" "dont be disssapointed if she doesnt, she doesnt get subs often" A massive quake emanating from the vixen as she spun around to face the screen caught the fennec's attention. The giantess' eyes glanced over the chat, prompting a smile to spread across her face before she reached down, and grabbed the candy toting fennec next. Smiling all the while, Brittany cast a lustful gaze into the camera as she let her jaw fell open, baring her mouth to the camera. "OH GOD! SHES DOING IT!" the chat began to erupt as Catherine was held beside the fennec's gaping maw. She wasn't lowered in right away. Instead, the vixen merely held here in place and lewdly slathered her with her tongue. The massive muscle swept over her chest, dampening her fur with saliva as it made its way downward, forcibly spreading her legs as it narrowed in on her sex.