FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Author’s Note: This may or may not be an actual fantasy I have… but honestly, who doesn’t want to be turned into a brainless, mindless pup desperate to be bred? Happy Hypnovember Day 15! This is my take on the concept of “matter over mind.”

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Cozy moved her hips in rhythm with the heavy music that surrounded her. She wore a tight, cropped top that clung to her breasts and a mini skirt with a pair of fishnet leggings. The full moon hung heavy and bright in the sky over the field hosting the outdoor concert.

The kitsune was only a few rows back from the stage. This venue had no seats – just general standing room for everyone on the field. As the band switched songs, the red-and-brown wolf standing next to her elbowed her lightly.

She looked over to see him holding something out to her. She squinted at the papery object between his fingers, then her eyes widened in shock and excitement. “Thanks!” she said over the music as she accepted the joint. “You’re giving them out for free?”

He grinned at her as he bobbed to the beat. “Grew it myself,” he said. “Strain’s called Hair of the Dog.” He fished a business card out of his pocket and handed it to her. “If you want more, I’ll be happy to sell it to you.”

Cozy took the business card and put it directly into the pocket of her skirt. The band started to play their next song, and the kitsune turned back to the stage. She brought the joint to her nose and sniffed deeply. It had a pungent smell of skunk, with underlying floral notes Cozy couldn’t identify.

She pulled out her lighter and lit the end of the joint. She took a long inhale. Sweet smoke filled her mouth and lungs. She could already feel the effects as she exhaled. Her mind began to feel lighter, and colors seemed both brighter and hazier at the same time. She giggled as she puffed on the joint.

The music died down as the bands changed. The kitsune reached the end of her free sample at the same the crowd surged forward. She looked up at the stage to see the headliners standing reading with their instruments. Heavy music began to rumble from the speakers.

Cozy felt a rush to her head. She swayed on her feet as she tried to maintain her balance. Her stomach churned, and she looked around for a bathroom. She spotted the building about fifty yards away and beelined for it.

Safely inside the stall, she gripped the handrails for support. Her vision swam and her stomach cramped. The kitsune thought she might be sick, but after a few moments, the dizziness lifted, and her stomach settled.

Her head still felt airy, but in a way that made her giggle. She stumbled out of the stall. She had the fine motor control of a drunk as she struggled to maintain her balance on the way to the door. When she passed the sinks and mirrors, she caught a glimpse of herself that made her stop dead in her tracks.

She stared wide-eyed at her reflection. Instead of her fox face and five tails, she had the face of a husky and a singular fluffy tail. Her coat colors and patterns were the same, but she had somehow transformed into a dog. Cozy burst into a fit of giggles at the sight, unable to take herself seriously.

She eventually tumbled out of the bathroom and back over to the stage. The pup felt the bass reverberate in her chest until it felt like her heart beat in time with the music. She stood at the edge of the crowd and closed her eyes as a slack-jawed smile crept onto her face. The heavy, heady scent of masculine pheromones overwhelmed her sensitive canine nostrils.

She felt an immediate wetness between her legs. She couldn’t focus on anything aside from the scent of the pheromones; she rubbed her thighs together as her need grew. She thought of nothing besides satiating her overwhelming lust. She slipped a paw down the front of her skirt and began to lightly rub her clit through the fabric of her panties.

“I see my little pup is in heat,” a familiar voice said from next to her ear.

She opened her eyes and turned her head to see the red-and-brown wolf from before. He wore a smirk on his face as he stared openly at her moving hand below her waistline.

Her pupils dilated as his musky scent filled her nostrils. The pup felt a gush of wetness between her legs that soaked her fingers. She put them up to her mouth while she maintained eye contact with him, and she slowly licked the salty-sweet fluids from her fingers.

He growled in appreciation and grabbed at his crotch through his pants. Her wide eyes traveled down his torso to see the growing bulge straining against the fabric. She turned around and mindlessly pressed her backside up against his hardening length, compelled by her overwhelming lust.

The pup moved her hips in seamless circular motions over his crotch as the music blared. She bent forward and slowly eased her palms to the ground while she maintained contact with the wolf.

He looked down at her exposed ass. The skirt fell forward just enough for him to see her supple ass cheeks as he pressed his bulge against her dampening slit. “You want me to breed you, pup?” he asked in a low, gravelly voice. “Right here in front of all these people?”

She nodded and whined with need as she pressed herself more firmly against him. Her tail wagged as he reached down with one paw to move the fabric of her panties to the side. He pressed his length into her wet, waiting entrance.

Cozy moaned loudly as he slid into her. His thick cock stretched her out as he slowly thrust in and out of her. She pushed back against him to try and push him even deeper inside of her. He reached forward, grabbed her long blonde hair, and pulled until she was bent at nearly a 90-degree angle.

Another scent infiltrated her nostrils as a curious shark walked up to them. He rubbed a rapidly hardening cock through his pants as his musk turned the pup’s brain into goo. She dropped her mouth open invitingly as he unzipped his pants.

“That’s a good pup,” the wolf grunted from behind her as the shark slid his length into her waiting mouth. “The more cock you take, the more you want.” His words became fact the moment he said them. Her lust grew even as both men found a rhythm in fucking her.

The shark didn’t last very long. Within a few minutes, he pulled out of her mouth suddenly and aimed his cock at her face. She closed her eyes just in time for thick, hot cum to spray all over her face and neck.

A circle of waiting men had formed while the shark had his way with her. Her tail wagged with excitement as the next man stepped up. The mix of their pheromones drove her lust higher and higher. As he pushed his length into her mouth, she felt the wolf behind her start to pick up his pace.

He slammed in and out of her hard enough her breasts popped out of her shirt. They bounced and swung beneath her as both men abused her holes. She moaned around the cock in her mouth as he thrust into her one final time. She felt him spasm inside of her as he groaned. Ropes of hot cum sprayed against her walls. He milked the last few drops of cum out of his cock with her pussy before he pulled out and stepped away.

Cozy felt his cum ooze out of her. She didn’t have long to wait before she felt another head pushing at her opening. She reached up with her paws and took one of the waiting cocks within arm’s reach in either hand and started to stroke them.

The pup gagged as the man in her mouth bottomed out against the base of her muzzle. He held himself in the back of her throat until tears formed in her eyes. He pulled out as Cozy gasped for air. A thick line of drool connected her mouth to the head of his cock. Within seconds, she felt another hot load cover her face.

Her lust and the wolf’s commands compelled her to take cock after cock while the band finished their setlist. By the time the encore was over, the husky’s face and torso were covered in a thick layer of cum. Her pussy oozed more cum, and her breasts had red marks and bruises from where they’d been slapped and groped.

The wolf found her sitting on the ground in dazed exhaustion. Her ears perked up as he approached, and he knew she could smell his musk again. He felt himself grow hard as the pup raised herself to her knees and grinned up at him with her dopey, slack-jawed grin. He knew the drug would wear off soon and she would transform back into her true self without the overwhelming heat.

He pressed his bulge lightly against her muzzle. Nearly everyone had cleared out of the venue already, so nobody bothered them. “You’ve been such a good girl tonight,” he praised her as he scratched at the base of her ears. Her tail wagged excitedly, and she gave him a small bark of approval. “Do you think you want one more load before the night is over?”

She nodded and began licking at the bulge through the denim. He smirked at her desperation and gripped the back of her head in his paws. He pulled her back slightly while he unfastened his pants and pulled out his hard length. “Show me how bad you want it,” he growled as he released her head.

The pup leaned forward and immediately swallowed his entire length down to his knot. Her tongue lapped at the sensitive tie, and he felt his legs tremble in response. His head already pushed at the back of her throat, but she relaxed her muscles even more and pushed her mouth past his knot.

The growl he made came from deep in his chest as his cock throbbed under her skillful tongue. His own lust took over and he threaded his fingers into her long blonde hair again. He began thrusting fast and deep into her open mouth. He pushed his entire length down her throat, past his knot, on every thrust. Her tongue swirled over his tie each time he slid inside of her.

“Good fucking girl,” he said in between moans. “God, you take it so well.” She moaned in appreciation and the vibrations sent tremors through his legs again. He felt his muscles tighten, and he tried to pull out of her mouth. She grabbed his hips, pushed his entire length into her mouth, and held him there. As her tongue worked over his knot, he felt the pressure in his abdomen release. With a loud, guttural moan, he sprayed the back of her throat. She milked out every drop with her expert tongue.

The wolf pulled his softening shaft from her mouth and refastened his pants. “My weed can turn anyone into a mindless pup in heat,” he told her as he scratched her ears. “But you… something about you was made to be a pup. Make sure you don’t lose that business card.”

Her tail wagged and her tongue hung out of her mouth as looked at him with a dazed grin. She gave him a small, appreciative bark as he helped her to her feet. He found her car key in her pocket and helped her to her car. He laid her in the backseat.

“Get some sleep, now,” he told her in a gentle voice. “When you wake up, you’ll be back in your own body, and the heat will be over.” She nodded, and he watched as she laid her sleepy, cum-soaked face on the seat. “The memories and souvenirs, however, you get to keep forever.”

He left the car key next to her face and manually locked the door before he closed it. Somehow, he knew he’d be hearing from her again before too long.