FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Jamie eyed the clock, as he rapidly placed down the newspapers all over his living room floor, making sure that he left no inch of the hardwood floor underneath of it exposed. He had been putting it off all day and now that it's about time for his guests to arrive he needed to act fast. As he finished he quickly began to strip down, blushing darkly as he did, especially as the doorbell rang right before he was about to get out of his skirt. "I-It's open." He called shyly.

In walked five people, all of whom would be having some great fun with the cute human. First in was Nate, ever the leader even in his breeziness. His hair was tied back into a ponytail with a rubberband, this time for a purpose; he wouldn't want to get his hair covered in paint, after all. Next in was Josh, the Infernape who was the closest Jamie had to a boyfriend. He smiled upon seeing Jamie, and smiled wider upon seeing him undress. Next was Owen, clearly just out of classes; Nico, looking around the room curiously; and Sunny, bringing up the rear, his usual happy self. "So you know what we'll be doing, right?"

Jamie bit his bottom lip gently, standing in the middle of room awkwardly rubbing his bare arm as he felt slightly intimidated by the amount of people, even more intimidated on what they would be doing to him. He smiled wide, accompanied by a dark blush to his cheeks, and nodded. He excitedly showed the group what he'd done. "I-I just cleaned up my house, I put newspapers and magazines everywhere but I wasn't able to cover the furniture well so be careful with that." He took a short break. "Oh! I also got specific paints for all of you~!" He said happily. Placing; blue paint for Nate, red paint for Josh, purple for Owen, yellow for Nico, and pink for Sunny~

The five Pokemon looked at the trays of paints being set out for them. "Thanks, babe," Josh said, "but we brought some paint of our own, too!" He held up a couple of cans. "Guess we'll just make a rainbow out of you.~" Jamie had mostly covered the bases; all that were added was orange, green and purple. Once that was done, the five of them stripped down; just to their underwear, since unlike Jamie they weren't going to be on full display. Josh looked over the rest of them, dressed in their briefs (Nate), panties (Sunny), or jocks (the other three). "So, who's gonna go first?" He glanced at Jamie and waited for him to settle down onto the newspapers.

Jamie fell entranced as watched the attractive bunch of guys strip down into almost nothing, just wishing he could drop on his knees and worship every inch of them right in that very moment, but he quickly snapped out of it and followed suit in finally stripping down to just his own panties, which he hesitated for a moment before slowly stripping off as well. He took a moment to collect his clothes and place them on the nearby couch before quickly laying down on the newspapers on the floor, very obviously anticipating what was to come. "R-Ready when you guys are!" He gives a little chuckle and a thumbs up.

Josh decided to have first go. He stepped forward, Jamie getting a look at his lovely boyfriend dressed in nothing but a saucy bright-red jockstrap. He looked over the paints on the floor, vacillating between red and yellow before picking one. He gave a little shudder as he stepped into the basin of red paint, wiggling his toes and giggling. "Whoa, this feels weird...!" He waited there for a minute, talking with Jamie in the meantime. "I bet you'll look so cute when we're all done, babe," Josh said. "Think you'd put some pictures online when you're done?"

Jamie had smiled brightly up at Josh, obviously very happy to see his boyfriend whom instantly made him more comfortable, and also a little more turned on. "If you want me to, and thank you so much!" He always appreciates it whenever Josh compliments him. Jamie looked him up and down, actually letting out a small little squeak in pleasure, and shivering in anticipation as he pictured the finished product.

After a minute, Josh stepped out of the basin and onto the newspaper, raising his foot to show it off to Jamie. "Get a good look, 'cuz it's gonna get all over ya!" he said. The sole of his foot was coated in bright red paint, droplets of it dripping from his toes and landing on the papers. "Alright...one, two..." And with that, he set right to work, planting one foot on Jamie's belly and the other one on his chest. He rubbed his feet up and down, getting the markings all over Jamie's pale skin.

Jamie enjoyed the view of Josh's sole, something he had seen often but was delighted to see it covered in red paint, biting his lip as little drops fell onto his cheek and forehead, reminding him that he'll be marked by the footprint in a moment. He groaned a little, in pleasure mostly but also from the weight of Josh standing on him, however it was something he always certainly enjoyed. He couldn't help but reach up and hold onto Josh's calf, whining a little loudly.

"What's the matter, hon? Can't take me?" Of course, Josh wasn't always easy to take-he was tall, and he had enough muscle that it brought some serious weight down on the pretty little twink. He raised his right foot, moving it from one side of Jamie's chest to the other, and gave a big wet STOMP. "Theeeere we go!"

Jamie felt his chest become instantly sore as Josh stomped down on it, his foot able to do a lot of damage to the much smaller and weaker male if Josh so desired. Jamie weakly smiled up at Josh before looking down at his red paint covered chest and letting out a moan from the sight, loving having been marked so amazingly by his boyfriend. He gave a thumbs up and grinned, signalling to the other that he was fine and greatly enjoying it. He had been able to take Josh standing full weight on him before, but he always enjoys letting him know that he can.

Josh kept up his work, smearing the paint in places while in other places forming perfect crimson footprints on the pristine canvas of his boyfriend's body. And finally, because he knew Jamie would love it, he lifted up his right foot, held it over Jamie's face for a few seconds, and gave a good STOMP. It was firm but not hard, not breaking anything or even bruising but giving a big splattery footprint right on Jamie's face. "There we go!" Josh said, hopping off and stepping into the bucket of water put to the side so people can rinse off their feet. "Who's next?"

Jamie once again admired Josh's foot as he lifted it over his face, whining happily in anticipation of what was to come, until he felt the foot collide with his face, and then the residue of the red paint that stained his cheek and a bit of his hair as well. He was a bit in pain, but it Jamie had become used to getting bruised and bloodied that it wasn't that bad to him. He gave Josh a big smile as he hopped off. "I can make dinner later if you want to stick around." He chuckled, a little out of breath.

Josh shrugged, noncommittally, while the next comer took his place. Nate, being a chill, calm Vaporeon, seemed like a natural fit for blue-but then again, being that he was colored blue, there wouldn't be much contrast on his feet, would there? He picked the next best thing, stepping into the green basin and standing there, smiling that breezy little smile at Jamie. "Y'sure you like getting stomped on, dude?"

Jamie turned attention to Nate, smiling up at him as well, blushing a little at the question. He nodded in excitement. "Yup! I'm sure!" He said, very eager for Nate's turn. "I-It's like one of my favorite things!" He chuckled, squirming a little and taking a few deep breaths as he prepared his body for the next pair of feet to mark him.

Nate stepped out of the basin after a bit, his feet marking the paper before he lifted up a foot to show off to Jamie, just as Josh did before. Nate had perhaps the biggest pair of feet out of the bunch, and the smooth blue skin dripping with emerald green paint looked absolutely delicious to a footslut like Jamie. Nate picked another spot on Jamie's belly, raising his foot up and slowly pressing it down-more like he was leaving a thumbprint than stomping something into shape. Still, the pressure built in Jamie's belly.

Jamie let out a little 'oof' as Nate started to apply pressure to his belly, feeling his gut sink in further and further, definitely feeling his foot imprint on him and his body mold around it. He bit his lip as he felt more and more pressure in belly, even finding it a bit hard to breath at times, but still greatly enjoying the whole thing.

Once he got that footprint in place, Nate lifted up and moved to another part of Jamie. This time, he planted one foot on either half of Jamie's hips, right where thighs meet pelvis, and balanced there. It wasn't necessarily easy to take, either, but there were clear green prints forming.

Jamie had whined a little in pain, having never really been stood on there before, but he greatly enjoyed it. He squirmed a little, blushing darkly as well due to how close Nate was standing to a certain part of his body that he was hoping nobody would pay too much attention too just because of how shy he already was about the whole thing.

"Mmmmm?" Nate noticed the blush and gave a little grin. "Someone getting excited?" He lazily lifted a foot and trailed it over the human's crotch-not enough for serious pressure, but enough to smear it in paint and tease the poor thing. And, since he could tell it would become something of a tradition, he hopped off of Jamie's hips, making his way over to the head, lifted his leg, and gave another firm STOMP to Jamie's face, the paint imprinting with a SPLAT on the other side of the face from Josh's footprint. Nate laughed and took his place in the water basin.

Jamie shuddered in pleasure as Nate dragged his foot along his crotch, biting his lip as his blush darkened and cute little whining and moaning noises escaped his sealed lips from time to time, when then out of nowhere as he had eyes closed shyly, he felt another firm stomp to his face. He yelped a little, before grinning as he felt the paint on the other cheek. He opened his eyes to see who was approaching next.

Next up was Nico! The Jolteon was often busy with school and sports, but he had plenty of fun with the pretty human currently being turned into art by a bunch of sexy feet. He did something a little different from the first two-he planted one foot in the basin of orange paint, and the other in the basin of blue paint, after his favorite baseball team. He stayed there for a minute, whistling as he looked at Jamie. "You're even prettier now!"

Jamie turned his attention to Nico as he approached, giggling as he colored his feet into the colors of his favorite baseball team, something Jamie only knew because of endless mostly one sided conversations with Nico. He blushed a little at the compliment though, grinning sheepishly, always finding pleasure in being called pretty. "T-Thank you so much! I guess if anyone sees me with paint on me, I can say I did a modern art piece." He giggled jokingly.

Nico was never one to take things slow. Only a couple of bounding steps separated the Jolteon from the femboy, and he didn't even bother showing off his dripping feet before he started to get to work. Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat! All along Jamie's chest, his stomach, his sides, his arms-overlapping with other footprints, marking bare skin, getting everywhere.

Jamie was taken a bit by surprise actually feeling his breath get knocked out of him a bit as Nico started quickly trampling his body, almost completely covering his bare skin with blue and orange foot prints, letting out little 'oof's and 'ahhh's with each heavy step, though Jamie was obviously very much enjoying it as in between panting one could make out one of his cute little moans of pleasure, loving the suddenness and sort of assertiveness of it. Though the enjoyment over all is certainly starting to build up.

Nico wasn't totally inconsiderate, either to Jamie or his fellow painters; he made sure Jamie didn't get all breathless, and he didn't cover up all the red and green footprints from Josh and Nate. It didn't take long for him to do as much as he could, at which point he hopped up over to Jamie's face. Instead of stomping, Nico grinned as he lifted his right foot, covered in blue paint. Laughing as he did so, he smeared his foot all over Jamie's forehead, marking it in blue before doing the same with the orange. Even the cutie's pretty long hair was marked with paint, topped off with a playful tap of Nico's big toe on Jamie's nose.

Jamie let out a few muffled "Mmmf"s as Nico rubbed his foot on Jamie's face, whining a little in pleasure as Nico laughed down at him. Jamie blushed a little, though no one could really see under the vast amount of paint on his face now, he gave Nico's big toe a small kiss in response to the little toe boop, only getting a little bit of paint on his lips in the process.

After Nico came Owen, the handsome Espeon peering down at Jamie through his glasses. "Right, then," he said, looking the selections over. "A nice war color would do you good, don't you think?" With that, he stood in the basin of yellow paint, letting it coat his big, handsome feet. Jamie hadn't gotten together with the Espeon too often, but he enjoyed it every time he did-and he proved why. A few easy strides, and Owen lifted up his heavy size-twelve foot, big and wide and soft and dripping with paint. He started to do something a little different from the others-instead of stomping and trampling, he stood on one foot and trailed drippings of yellow paint all over Jamie's body, tracking trails of it across the footprints.

Jamie greeted Owen with a little excited "Hello!", clapping his hands together as best as he could though he was obviously weak from the trampling. Jamie bit his lip gently, in curiosity as watched Owen simply hold his foot above Jamie's body. He greatly enjoyed watching the paint drip from Owen's foot rhythmically, practically teasing and taunting him, just making Jamie crave more and more.

It was a teasing thing, indeed, marking Jamie all over with the sunshine yellow paint. Then, when the dripping tapered off, Owen got down to business. One heavy foot rubbed on his chest, getting a firm footprint with it and making sure he was marked properly. Then, up he went to the face, giving another heavy press against Jamie's cheek to mark his foot.

Jamie smiled down at the big clear singular foot print on his chest in the midst of all the yellow drips on the rest of his body. He moaned softly as Owen then proceeded to press down on his face, Jamie feeling his cheek get smooshed a little under his weight. He panted a little, obviously very happy with what had gone on, smiling up at Owen, before redirecting his attention to Sunny and giving a little wave.

Sunny giggled, happily pressing his feet into the purple and pink basins to get them nice and wet. "I can't wait.~" he said, before hopping over and letting Jamie get a good look. His feet were smaller than the others, but smooth and luscious, and coated in lovely candy-colored paint. He was gentle and playful about it, pressing a footprint in here, a footprint in there, smearing here, swirling there…

Jamie giggled happily as well, sharing Sunny's excitement, loving his playful nature, showing in the way he was toying with Jamie's body and adding his own spin to the piece of artwork that Jamie was becoming under the feet of the doms, and Jamie loved every minute of being under them all. He watched Sunny paint on him, enjoying watching him so very much.

Sunny kept up the playful, leisurely pace. He dragged one foot along Jamie's arm, painting it purple; then, he did the same to the other arm, coating it in pink. He tracked his feet along Jamie's legs, too, forming cute candied footprints along those smooth calves and thighs. Finally, as always, Sunny ended with Jamie's face. He gave a stomp to the face, of course, covering the last dry surface of it, but he really went out of his way to get Jamie messy, smearing his feet along his neck, his shoulders, his collarbone, and even his long hair!

Jamie after that final stomp definitely felt his head start to get a little bruised, but he certainly loved it, especially how Sunny just practically colored his hair for him, however messy and temporary it may be. He sat, hissing a little in pain as he did, followed by a soft and quiet moan as he realized how sore he was. He crawled over to his phone on the couch and had a look at himself in the camera. He grinned widely and turned his attention to the group of boys. "W-Wow...you guys really did a number on me, thank you very much. This was really, really, awesome." He said happily, clapping in excitement.

"Uh-uh-uh!" Josh smiled down at Jamie. "Lay down on your front this time." Sure, it would smear the paint on his front a bit, but he could prop himself up with his arms. The five Pokemon made their way over to the paints and started again. This time, there wasn't anything orderly about it-they soaked their feet in whatever paints they wanted, getting it nice and wet and drippy...before they were upon him! It was an orgy of stomping and grinding and trampling and smearing, paint going splat splat splat all over Jamie's back. Along his spine, along the back of his legs, by his kidneys, on his butt-a rainbow of footprints of all shapes and sizes splattered all over the pretty boy's body, thoroughly marking him as a pretty little painted boy.~

Jamie cocked an eyebrow but obediently and eagerly obeyed, laying on his stomach and trying to hold himself up with his arms as best as he could, before the stomping and trampling started, then almost immediately his arms gave out and he was laying on the floor being trampled and stomped on by the entire group, leaving him moaning and whining and groaning in pleasure and pain, as they now have completely marked the entirety of his body, covered in all sorts of paints and foot prints of many shapes and sizes and easily distinguishable. "O-Oof...w-wow." He moaned out happily.

A little while later, after most of them had left, Jamie had mostly cleaned up his apartment, thanking them each probably a billion times. Jamie was always very thankful and generous after all this stuff, always wanting to make sure they enjoy themselves, more often than not sending them home with stuff; sometimes money and sometimes baked goods, mostly. He had just posted a selfie of himself on his Instagram. It was of him, appearing quite comfortably nestled under the arm of Josh, but the picture was mostly of his face and most of his chest. The caption read; "Just had an amazing night with friends, we worked on a bit of an er....art project of sorts and I think it came out beautifully, it was mostly just a thing about beauty and attractiveness coming in all sorts of different ways, and I was very happy to be the canvas for it all. <3"