FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

It was an add on tv that made me check out the website. For a couple years now they’d been talked about but I never imagined actually buying one myself. Not until that damned infommercial and now I’m on their website thinking about going into debt for one. A sex bot. They had some fancy damned name for it but that in essence is what it was. I’d kind of considered buying one before this, because as a single father with a son that is just entering his teens, it is hard to find the time to date.

The thing that stopped me was how damned vanilla they all were. Things like this bot will ‘never say no’ always came up when you searched for one but that wasn’t what I wanted at all. So when the infommercial promised to fulfil any fantasy one could imagine I was sceptical. At best I was sceptical.

Still I had nothing better to do so I checked it out and the model that popped up was called the ‘DOMDroid’. Just the name had me sitting up straighter in my chair as I got a raging boner from the first picture. A big burly bear of a guy with a leather harness and hair on every firm muscular surface, swinging a paddle into his hand. Scrolling down, the next was the same ‘DOMDroid’ but with a completely different appearance. Twinkish, his face still portrayed the whole ‘don’t mess with me or you’ll regretfully love the outcome’ vibe the bear had but so different. Promises of don’t miss out and a whole line of other crap came up after that which I clicked on just to see what it promised.

The first thing was that the appearance could and ‘should’ be tailored to your personal preferences. To order one, one had to give over their search history, especially their porn viewing history to the website so that the appearance could be tailored. They had generic models including the two on the front page but for a little extra they got their appearances upgraded.

Next it spoke about the artificial intelligence that they were using to load into the DOMDroid. Promises about it coming straight from military research, which was conducted 3 years ago depending on the specifications of the bot you ordered. My eyes near widened as what they were promising wasn’t just a ‘sex bot’. It promised household chores and activities and even had a child safety mode for families with the ‘partnered’ option. The thought about it all having to be a joke was too much until I looked at the price.

$75 000

For the ‘Base’ model. My car didn’t even cost that. I wasn’t exactly rolling in cash but for that price I would be surprised if it couldn’t deliver on its promises. Androids had gotten so sophisticated over the last year that some were basically human. Hell I just started ‘working’ with one the other week as my company hired one for accounting and if I wasn’t told that he was an android I wouldn’t have been able to tell.

But that price… I’ve been single for a long time but that is a hefty price even if there was the promise of ‘finding that perfect partner’. For a submissive gay little human like myself finding an ideal guy was… well a near impossibility. The amount of time I have spent searching on the internet can testify to that fact as no Dom ever considers hooking up with a guy that has a kid. I may tell myself 5 more years until he moves out but we both know better. In today’s world kids don’t move out of home until 30 as a damned average.

Some don’t move out at all.

Which I wouldn’t mind… if… IF I could actually get laid how I wanted to once in a while. I don’t even remember clicking through to the next screen where it started laying everything out for me. Terms, conditions and a repayment plan that guaranteed buyer satisfaction with their ‘Lifetime Partner’ model. If the DOMDroid didn’t live up to my standards after 6 months I could return it for only 5% of the final price. That final price though… wow… $310K.

I just finished paying off the house and I’m considering buying this? Okay so 5% of $310k would be… wait Hollis think about this. What the hell are you considering doing? You can’t just buy a sex bot. What the hell would Liam think about you buying something like that? Not adding in the debt on top of everything else? Come on think.

Cutting a long story short of umming and ahhing I decided to ring them and talk about financing options for one. I actually don’t believe they talked me into agreeing even. 6 months was a long time after I received the bot to send it back so I decided to risk it. They were quite thrilled about my choice obviously and when they asked me to start my computer up I thought nothing of it. With a promise that repayments wouldn’t start until next month drawn up by the contract, I was promised a delivery date for my customised DOMDroid sometime within 7 days.

That, that was 6 days ago. Now I’m just getting home after having dropped my son off at school when the delivery truck pulls up behind my car. A friendly guy, waves as I hop out of my car before going round the back. “Wow, you like the big guys don’t you Mr Tanning? 7 feet out of the box. Gotta say this one should be a handful.”

What? 7 feet? He’s gotta be joking doesn’t he?

“So where would you like me to sit the box? He’ll be able to move it about, but inside is his charger and everything he needs to survive. That said he’ll have to ‘sleep’ in it once a week but otherwise these guys are a damn work of art. I never imagined having one myself, but I can’t imagine life with anyone else now. Ha!” He’s full of cheer as he wheels the massive box up to my front door and I’m just walking beside the gigantic box with my chin hanging halfway down my chest.

I knew I liked big guys but did they really think he had to be ‘that’ big. “Uhh, how about by the chair in here. There’s a big enough space if I pull the lounge out. Ooph! Um… mind giving me a hand to move it Mr…?”

“Finnigan. Call me Jonas and sure. Just a solid push and… there we have it. One DOMDroid sleep cell set up. Pleasure meeting you man and well… if we ever meet again due to our bots getting along I’ll say you look pretty cute. Good luck boy. You’ll need it.” Waving to me again, the guys out the door before I’ve even had time to adjust.

“What the hell am I meant to do now?” I ask the box as if expecting it to just answer me.

“You should kneel to meet your Master, Hollis.”

“AHHHHHH!” My scream is loud enough to wake the dead, and the neighbours. “Holy Shit! You-you’re awake already in there???” I ask the still lifeless box that sits in the corner of my loungeroom.

“Yes I am and getting impatient boy. The sight of me is going to take you an adjustment period so I’ll say it again. Kneel to meet your Master.” If I had to imagine the sound of authority, that voice is it. Deep and commanding, just the tone has my knees trembling as I fall to them. I’ve only ever been with one guy who’s voice could instill such feelings in me, but even his was nothing compared to this.

“Wha-what adjustment will I need?”

“Hmmph, you’ll see soon.” Like a scene from a movie, the seamless box splits hissing air from the seal. Sliding open, the box itself alight with LEDs, reveals a shadow no smaller than the promised 7ft. Expecting an absolute bear of a man, my eyes lose focus for a second having thought I glimpsed a body of fur. Not hair, but actual fur. Short, silky smooth brown fur. A gut composed of pure muscle, with each pec twice the size of my own chest and the arms to match, the fur becomes the least shocking aspect of it all. Eyes travelling up, the wide nostrils snort, the puff of hot air hitting me sitting a full body length away and making the nose ring jiggle with it. Almost cruel lips smirk down at me with a short hairy beard jumping along with the movement. Small ears perk up, as I whine, slightly to the side of two massive horns that jut from either side of his skull.

I’m caught dead by the sight of that hulking monstrosity taking a single step toward me. He’s forced me to lean back, until my neck strains to keep looking up into his golden hued irises and a single snort later has me wanting to squeal in terror yet again. “Well sub. Is this not everything you ever wished for?”

My jaw goes slack. His lips match every word to perfection as if he truly were speaking. His tongue wiggles and his teeth crunch when he shuts his… his mouth. Then with a hand, he reaches out, so slowly to brush the back of it against my cheek. The soft luxurious fur, somehow rough against my face as he chuckles. “Looks like you’re about to pass out dipstick.”

I try to form the words to answer, but nothing comes. It’s only then that I realize he’s right and that I haven’t breathed since that box opened.

Mino… mino… I… there was a… in my loungeroom… a

“MINOTAUR!” I shout, snapping up in my bed. The nightmare still so real to me as I shake and pant trying to remember all that happened. Then a hand grips my shoulder and I want to scream all over again when I make out the face connected to that hand. “Oh god, oh god, oh god. Please dear god. You can’t be real. You just can’t be.” I squeal, backing away up against the wall, this being way too much for my delicate mind to handle first thing in the morning.

“Yes, technically I am not real as I am a programmed android. Nonetheless I am still the minotaur you claimed I was.” Fierce as he appears, the overly commanding dominant tone he automatically uses has his words sounding almost… kind. “The minotaur you desired me to be, isn’t that right sweetcheeks?”

Did he…? Did he just call me… sweetcheeks?

“Ha.” I can’t help the snort of laughter I let out before I clap two hands to my mouth to stop it. But gazing into two golden eyes full of the same mirth that I’m left feeling I can’t hold on to the giggles. “hahahahahaha.” I burst out in a fit of laughing at the big stud of a mechanized minotaur. “Sweetcheeks? You called me hahahaha, you called me sweetcheeks.” I continue laughing for a long time, holding my guts as they begin to cramp from the fit of giggles. The moment was just so surreal and having the minotaur call me ‘sweetcheeks’ was the final straw to break my mind.

“Yeah well I’m not the traditional minotaur as you’ll come to learn soon enough Hollis. But with your search history and being a furry fag like you are, you almost lucked out and got a rhino as an android. I don’t think that would have been as sweet for you as much as you enjoy the idea.”

“They took my furry search history into account.” Left speechless at that I’m not left wondering exactly where this fursona came from then. “Th-that would make you Korin, wouldn’t it?” I stutter after a pause to digest the information.

Snorting he stands up and turning around, what he wants to show me comes into stark contrast in the dim light of the room. Dark fur, far longer than a bull or a minotaur would ever have travels down the spine of his back to his tail. Bushy, thick and wagging. Like a kid at christmas I squeal and lunge to pet it. A thick bushy wolf tail.

“You get 30 seconds to pet the tail sweetie and then I get to pet you.” His words are ominous but right now, tail in hand I can’t concentrate on them long enough. So fluffy and soft, the fur feels so real as I stroke it. Even the heat that courses through it has me wondering just how they made such a phenomenon possible. Up and down I pet that tail, knowing that if it is indeed Korin he must be loving this.

“My turn.”

“Wha-?” I begin only for the big brute to back up and slap my head back with his freed tail. Slightly stunned, I fall back only to get my arms pinned under Korin’s legs as he kneels back. Gasping, I salivate as I try to breath from the sudden onrush of heat that traps me. Leather shorts press over my face, trapping me right where I’ve dreamed of being for years. The musky taint of a dominant fur. I don’t think I ever quite imagined the musk being trapped in the leather of shorts but gods if it weren’t I’d pass out all over again.

Thick and cloying the musk of a bull clogs even my human nose and when the tail wags over my forehead I croon up into those musky confines. He hasn’t fully trapped me but the threat is real of having what would have to be at minimum 200kg of bull sitting atop my head. “Make sure to sniff love. Later tonight you’ll be eating my ass out til you pass out again with our boy in the next room so you better learn to keep quiet real fast.”

Gods if my head wasn’t so full of bull musk right now, that thought would have me worried as hell. For the moment all I hear is how he calls my son, ‘our’ son which has me smiling even wider. In and out, I breath and without me even noticing the change my nose touches into the leather of those shorts. I don’t know how he did it, but somehow he trapped me right into the musky crack of his ass and I’m loving it.

Exactly how much I’m loving it is apparent to the bull as he flicks open my pants. Already harder than I’ve been in my life my dick throbs at being freed. “Hmm, cute cock love. I might even enjoy having that under my tail later but I think its time to milk it for you.” Damn his words are hot. I know I don’t have a big cock so having him call it cute is nice to hear but when two fingers grab down on my base I don’t have to think about it again. It has been so damned long that those two fingers feel like the best piece of ass I could imagine or the hottest mouth. Then trapped like I am with nothing but the pheromones of a bull or what I consider to be one for breath I moan and squirt.

I feel pathetic spurting so soon with the bull but he chuckles above me, rubbing that ass all over my face with the jumping movement of his chuckle. “Well guess that’s all the lube you’ll be getting for three fingers sucker. Hope your stretchier than you look love otherwise this is gonna get rough real fast.”

One massive hand grabs hold of my ankle, while his ass still holds my face down to draw me back and over his shoulder. Contorted like a candlestick I start to panic when a warm glob of my own cum is rubbed over my twitching sphincter. How he’s even doing that with my pants only pulled up to my knees is beyond me. Then steadily that small sliver of cum works its way past my ring with the help of just one of his meaty fingers. I’d scream, whether in pleasure or pain I don’t know, if I could right now. It’s been months since I’ve had anything up there and just one of his fingers is thicker than almost any dick I’ve ever taken.

The fingernail, tickles over my ring as it slips in with a grunt from me. Then the plop of the knuckle as it slides in leaves me crying into his tailhole. Gods how long have I imagined this moment of penetration from such a stud and now that its happening I sound like a fucking girl. “Come on bitch, man up and take it like a man.” The strong words reflecting my own thoughts seamlessly as he spreads me wide on his knuckle.

Having the big bull call me out so easily has me doing just as the bot orders. Swallowing my own tears I focus on that finger invading my rump and decidedly relax around it. “ARrrghh!” Even muffled my squeal echoes in my little prison as a second knuckles stretches me right up to the third.

“Mmm, tight bitch ain’t ya love? That’s one finger, so got another two to go before we could even pretend of getting to the real thing. You want the real thing don’t ya? Just nod if you do. That’ll make me feel good. As good as seeing your tight ass stretch round my fingers makes me feel.”

I’m nodding even as I howl from the feeling of having my ass stretched beyond belief. Thrusting the single digit to stretch me out I cry at getting the treatment I’ve always wanted. Hot and heavy, the bull sweats as he works, dripping onto my face. The heat of my blush radiates back on me and before long I’m panting the overpowering musk until I feel woozy.

“That’s two fingers boy. Gonna try for the third.” I didn’t even notice him shoving the second in but when three presses at my stretched out hole I can’t stop the spasm that rips through me. It’s too much. Way, way too much, but I want it all so I knuckle down and bear it. Gods if only the bull could hear my thoughts as I white knuckle through the onslaught. He’d probably just wind up laughing as he speared open my guts but it would have him laughing.

Grunts and groans get muffled in the ass cheeks of my DOMDroid as Korin works his magic. Just when I’m about to shout and beg for mercy I feel that distinctive pop of knuckles splitting my hole wide. “What a perfect fit bitch. Bet you didn’t even feel yourself squirt like the little bitch you are. Got so tight you almost broke my new fingers when you did but I knew you’d loosen up after.”

Squirt? Did I? Damn it certainly feels like I did but lost in all the pleasure I couldn’t recall the moment I hit my peak. It was all just so… so perfectly perfect. “Well, lets get you down to the base and we’ll call it a good morning effort bitch.” Oh SHIT. Those fingers are magical as they spread me open, making my whole body go limp. Head thrown back, my lips taste the sweet salty tang of sweat from my master’s taint. I resisted tasting the sweaty ass of my DOMDroid because I expected it to taste something like motor oil but that couldn’t be more wrong. It’s like being force fed grass and dirt on a playground but with the essence of manliness mixed within. To most guys it mightn’t sound great but to me its divine. Now having tasted it just once, I can’t stop my tongue licking at that leather covered ass. How the factory made him taste like this I don’t know or care. All that matters is worshipping that ass as it presses me down harder and harder into the mattress.

“Dirty bitch. Finally discovered how good my ass tastes have ya? Well we’ll let you get to it tonight if you’re a really good boy for the rest of the day.” Oh fuck me, I couldn’t care. To be stuck under his wagging tail I’d do just about anything so I could eat out his musk ridden crack. With no more sweat for my tongue to lick at, the pressure becomes more than I can handle and its then with a sharp gasp of overused air he gets his fingers all the way in my ass. Light-headed and dreamy I moan, absolutely loving where I’m stuck. The only thing that could make it better is if there weren’t any leather shorts to keep me from that fur.

Just on the verge of passing out again the bull lets me up, chuckling as he stands next to the bed. “You’re a right mess bitch. What’s our son gonna say if he sees and smells you like this? Time for a shower so you can get some rest. I can’t wait to see your face later when you have to explain all of this to Liam when he gets home.”

That wakes me up from my daze. I go from completely relaxed after the best sex session of my life to horrified in no time flat. It was one thing when the DOMDroid was just a big burly bear of a human to tell my son about it.

But “How the hell am I meant to introduce Liam to a 7 foot tall Minotaur and have him accept me buying that?” I shout as if the minotaur is meant to give me some kind of idea.

Shrugging he tells me. “Introduce me as Korin and go from there. You only have to call me Master or Sir when we’re alone together. Which you had better remember to do so quickly otherwise I won’t let you shower before the introductions begin.”

“Sorry Sir.” I mumble, the android actually managing to make me feel ashamed over not calling him Sir or Master before then. Way to go Hollis. Piss off the DOMDroid why don’t you? See how that works out.

His smile however makes me feel like it’s all going to work out when it turns his normally cruel face, kind. “It will all work out. Trust me on that. Your son was considered before my form was chosen so just try to relax and not think about it. You have a shower to complete after all. I’ll try making something for us for dinner. You just work on relaxing for Liam’s sake okay Hollis?”

I don’t know what to say to that as the big guy struts out of the bedroom, that tail wagging a mile a minute as he goes fuelling all kinds of fantasies. Sitting up I cringe from the pain in my ass that reminds me, that none of this is a mere fantasy and yet the sight of my minotaur leaving left me with a raging hard on. Even after cumming twice I’m still left blue balled by him.

That all leaves me wondering just what the hell is happening while one thing remains abundantly clear to me. My android is not what I was expecting. He’s the Minotaur I only dreamt of.