FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

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Merrick is having an exceedingly difficult time trying to find a present for his friend Matt's 21st birthday. Merrick wants to find something special for the occasion but after scouring the local mall he found nothing suitably exciting. The fit young man has just departed the Swallow Valley Mall empty handed. His friend's interests are unique in nature and since Merrick doesn't share them finding a great present has been a challenge. The dismal clouds looming overhead only serve to additionally dampen Merrick's mood. He kicks a patch of grass as he returns to his car.

"Damn, I wish I could find something he'd really like." Merrick grumbles.

When he arrives at his hand-me-down sedan he angrily yanks the door open and collapses onto the seat. After shutting the door he fusses with his wavy brown hair. Slowly his frustration fades and he prepares to drive off. As he is inserting his key into the slot a storefront catches his eye. Peeking out from behind a Best Buy at the far end of the parking lot is a relatively minute, black-painted building. The shady edifice bears the name "Wet Fur" In bright, pink letters. This combined with the covered up windows cements the shop's identity as a sex store of some kind. If the word 'Fur' in the name is a hint at the market to which the store caters Merrick has just had a brilliant stroke of luck. Matt is a furry. Merrick quickly removes his keys, steps from the car, and makes for Wet Fur.

'There's no way! Why haven't I noticed this place before?' Merrick wonders as he cautiously crosses the parking lot. 'I doubt it's the kind of place I think it is, but it's worth a shot. I don't want to go home with nothing for him.' The exterior of the shop gives no clues as to its contents. He slinks up to the storefront, not wanting to be noticed entering a perverted sex shop. Well, a -particularly- perverted sex shop. Merrick swallows his pride, opens the door, and saunters inside.

He is frankly unprepared for what he finds within. Upon casually entering the building Merrick finds a huge, diverse array of singularly kinky toys and devices. There is a rotating display of dildos that represent every species but humans. A corner is dedicated to costumes with racks of fake breasts and latex animal skin-suits. There is one other customer in the store and no one manning the cash register. The other customer, a dodgy middle-aged man, furtively browses the pornography selection. Merrick chooses the right wall to begin his search. As he makes his way he tries to look as inconspicuous as possible despite his discomfort with the store's interior. As he passes a standing rack of overlarge butt- plugs the third person in the room makes his appearance.

He appeared seemingly from nowhere. Suddenly standing by Merrick's side, presumably the store's patron, is a person dressed in a well-made and detailed dog fur suit. The suit is that of a white bull terrier and it stands at about 5' 9''. Merrick is startled not only by the person's sudden appearance but by the suit's eyes. They are entirely black and a patch of black fur grows around and between its eyes. The effect of its blank stare is completely unsettling. It wears shorts and a polo shirt with a name tag bearing the name "Grant."

"Welcome to Wet Fur. You look like a first timer." The person within the suit suggests. His voice sounds eerie and distant, as though it were playing on a speaker within the suit itself.

"Woah. Uh yeah, I'm not really into all this stuff." Merrick responds pointing at the furry fox ears hanging from the ceiling.

Without following Merrick's gesture Grant continues "We love to see new faces here. I'm Grant. What can I do for you?"

"Well my best friend is a furry I'm ju--" Merrick began.

"Oh no way! Me too!" The dog-suited clerk replies energetically.

"Uh, haha. Right." Merrick chuckles, unsure of how much of Grant's response was intentional jest "So he's a furry and I wanted to get him something sexy. Mostly as a joke, but I'm sure he'll dig it no matter what. I'm just not sure..." He trails off.

"Sex doll." Grant states firmly. "A sex doll would be the perfect thing for you --er for him."

"Huh. That... might be perfect. He'll probably be embarrassed of it. I can totally rag on him." Merrick gives the proposition some thought "Haha, yes that is perfect. I don't see any in here though."

"They are in the back room. Follow me." Grant says motioning toward a questionable hallway at the rear side of the building. He begins walking and Merrick follows suit. "Now Ken don't touch anything, I'll be back in a minute." Grant yells to the shifty eyed customer who twitches in response to the request.

As Merrick fallows the clerk's swaying white tail Grant cheerfully explains the products he will be displaying. "You're lucky you happened to notice my little shop. I am in possession of some very unique and very animated sex dolls. They come in all possible genders, species, and tastes. Hermaphrodite cow with huge lips? You name it I've got it."

"Ohhh." Merrick replies, severely put off by the dankness of the hallway and the glee with which Grant describes his perverted wares. The pair approach a small room with a wide pane window looking into another, larger room. When they arrive at the window Merrick gets a good look at what is inside.

In the dimly lit and furniture-less room is a dozen or so of the sex toys Grant had been describing and they are in fact very animated. The dolls, of every shape and size, are moving! Some walk aimlessly, some claw at the window, and others are seemingly engaged in sex. They appear to be made of a soft, pliable plastic as they have no joints, but move as though they have skin. Merrick can make out many species and even popular characters. The hermaphroditic cow that Grant off-handedly mentioned sits against the far wall titillating one of its many nipples as it gazes into space. An extremely well-endowed Beast from the movie Beauty and The Beast is lustily humping a plump penguin character. Most disturbing however is the cat doll at the window. It's mouth a drooling, suckling hole. It moans and frantically claws at the window with a wild look in its realistic eyes.

"Haha, What?! Oh, oh my god." In his discomfort Merrick's response is laughter. "Wow look at Beast go. Grant are these ... machines?"

"That is correct." Grant's distant, muffled voice replies. "You won't find dolls like these anywhere else. Each one possesses an extremely advanced AI. For all intents and purposes they are alive. They can only moan and groan. They are very light and weak so that they are easy to control. But most importantly they are always ready to go if you catch my meaning." The black eyes of Grant's suit stare.

"Wow, these are incredible. This one looks like it's trying to get away." Merrick notices. The dog pauses for a moment.

"Oh, no. She's just eager to please." The clerk's voice briefly sounds especially distant.

"Unbelievable." Merrick remarks. "Ok, let's see. Matt likes lions a lot, do you have any of those?"

"Male or female?" Grant swiftly responds.

"He's straight so female." Merrick says.

"Yes sir. So what do you say, do you want one of these deluxe dolls? I'll give you a one-time only deal: $40 right now, in cash, and you can take her home with you." Grant proposes.

"Forty for one?! That's crazy. They look so advanced. I almost want one myself! What's the catch?" Grant asks.

"No catch!" Grant insists holding the suits hands in the air. "Just make sure to tell your friend to come to Wet Fur for all of his dirty, furry desires."

"Hmm. Alright, I can't say no to that price. Can't wait to see the look on his face." Merrick thinks to himself as he produces his wallet. He retrieves two twenties and hands them to the clerk.

"Excellent. I'm sure you--he'll love it." Grant says with a cough. "Do you want to make any other adjustments to the doll?

"Hehehe, how big can their boobs get?" Merrick asks playfully.

Merrick cheerfully returns to his car with a briefcase-sized box under his arm. In the back room of Wet Fur he and Grant had decided on a lioness doll with the largest boobs and ass sizes available. He did this primarily for the shock value it would draw from Matt. When the decision was made Grant disappeared into an adjacent stockroom and returned with the large box. Inside, he said, is the doll itself. Grant added a stipulation that Merrick must be the one to boot the doll up the first time so that he can 'give the doll its personality' and so it will be ready for Matt to ... put to use. The man in the creepy dog suit then hurried Merrick out of the store and waved from the doorway. The suit's vacant glare following Merrick across the parking lot.

Feeling victorious Merrick tosses his friend's gift into the back seat. He then takes the driver's seat and starts the sedan. As he pulls out of the crowded lot he dwells on the thoroughly strange experience he had just been through. The fearful look of the cat doll's eyes as it scratched at the back room window and the simply wrong sound of Grant's voice stand out as particularly queer. Merrick attributes his uneasiness to nerves. If Merrick had taken a moment to glance across the parking lot at the spot where Wet Fur had stood he would have found instead an unassuming organic food store.

Merrick makes his way to Matt's apartment. Matt ought to be at work, but his roommate Dunstan would be able to let Merrick in. Merrick's plan, in light of Grant's stipulation of him activating the doll, is to activate and leave the doll in Matt's room so that it will be a surprise when he returns from work. 'I hope he has someone with him when he opens the door!' Merrick muses. He carefully navigates the heavy midday traffic as Matt and Dunstan's homely apartment building comes into view. He is lucky to find a vacant parking spot on the street. Excited to see Grant's final product Merrick hops from his seat, hefts the package, and heads for the rear staircase of the building.

After ringing the doorbell Dunstan arrives to let Merrick into the building. On their way up the staircase Merrick reveals that he has Matt's birthday gift. He opts to keep the gift itself a secret until it is activated so Dunstan can see how realistically it moves. Merrick is continually impressed by how lifelike the dolls in the store were. In spite of his lack of interest in anthropomorphic animals he admires the craftsmanship put into the dolls creation. When the pair reach the apartment Merrick hurriedly makes his way into his friend's room. Sunlight beams through the windows illuminating Matt's modest quarters. The room contains little more than a desk, a small bed, and a dresser. The space is smartly decorated and neat however.

Merrick places the surprisingly light box on Matt's bed and slowly tears away the cardboard. He hadn't seen the doll before Grant packaged it. Inside the cardboard box, in a slightly deflated state, is the lioness sex doll curled into the fetal position. Merrick carefully lifts the toy from its box. It feels as though it is made from latex over a soft, plastic endoskeleton which gives the impression of muscle underneath skin. The toy sits on the edge of the bed lying backwards. It is flat and lifeless presently so Merrick retrieves the instruction sheet Grant wrote for him. The first step would be to begin the inflation system which, in Grant's words, would "fill her out." The inflation button is located above the base of the lioness' tail. Leaning over the toy Merrick reaches under its form and gropes its ass in an attempt to find the button. Soon his finger passes over a small lump beneath the lioness' latex skin. When he presses it a hissing sound is heard as the lioness slowly comes to life.

Merrick watches in amazement and withheld lust as the lioness toy's bust balloons. Its shiny, beige breasts bounce when they finally reach their fullest size. They have mock areolas upon them and the nipples are now stiff. The toy's waist is thin and wrinkles collect in the creases formed by its almost comically large rear end. The toy lifts off the bed slightly as its rump is inflated. The shapely legs fill out as well and dangle off of the bed. The lioness' dainty feet-paws are adorned with four blunt, black claws. Likewise its humanlike hands have large, pink pads and thick but soft claws. As the hissing sound stops the toy begins to move under its own power. It sits groggily on the edge of the bed as if it were a person in a trance. Its realistic, amber eyes are blank and its constantly agape maw dribbles with some saliva analogue.

"Amazing. Matt is going to love this." Merrick remarks. He struggles to keep himself from lustily exploring the doll's finer details. "Now... I have to give it its personality. Just have to find the button behind the head."

Merrick circles the sex doll and crouches on the bed behind it. He runs his hand over the back of the toy's neck to find the hidden activation button. As before his finger passes over a small protrusion.

"Ah here we go." Merrick says. He presses the button. He feels a slight shock run up his arm. Then a loud grating sound accompanies his swift loss of consciousness.

"--back man. How was work?" Dunstan's voice can be heard coming from the kitchen.

Merrick very slowly returns to his senses. He has a strange headache and feels distanced from his body as if he were under anesthesia. When he is coordinated enough he attempts to move but is unable to. His body simply doesn't respond. He is sitting on Matt's bed facing the dresser and the most he is able to move is his eyes.

"Yeah Merrick was here earlier, he brought your B-Day present." Dunstan's voice rings.

"Oh is he still here?" Matt asks.

"No I think he slipped out earlier. I missed him." Dunstan replies.

Merrick is panicking. He fears that he was electrocuted or paralyzed when he activated the doll. Footsteps approach from the hallway.

"Weird, well see ya' Dunny. Bye." Matt says. Dunstan departs, closing the kitchen door behind him.

Matt shoves his bedroom door open and turns on the light. The backpack he had been carrying falls to the floor. He stares at Merrick with shock as well as fascintation.

"Oh... my god. What is this!?" Matt shouts. He slowly approaches Merrick as the latter attempts to move or speak. Matt retrieves a card that was resting on Merrick's lap. He reads it softly aloud. "Hey man, Happy Birthday. 21... you're an old man like me now. I know how much you love that stupid furry stuff so I got you this thing. I'm sure you'll put it to good use. Perv. Your boy, Merrick. P.S: The switch behind her neck 'turns her on.'"

Merrick never wrote that note, but admitted that it sounded precisely like something he would write. He suspects foul play, but can't bring himself to accept what he fears has happened. Frantically he tries to communicate.

Matt leans close to Merrick and gently runs his hand over his midsection. Merrick can't feel this sensation.

"Damn, that feels so good. So soft. Look at those eyes... Thanks M!" Matt says as he looks directly into Merrick's eyes.

'Please no, it's- it's not possible!' Merrick screams internally.

"Look at that ass too. Shit, I might have to take her for a little test run right now." Matt says with his hand running over Merrick's bottom. Matt runs his hand over the back of Merrick's neck in search of the switch. Merrick dreads the realization that he is increasingly and terrifyingly sure of. Images of the terrified cat doll in Wet Fur flash before his eyes. When Matt finds his target he presses the switch.

Merrick feels as though he has been set aflame. Sensation springs to life throughout his body though it feels entirely unfamiliar to him. He feels lighter and his mind is hazy.

"Unng, huuunng" Merrick moans in a sultry, feminine voice. He raises his arms to find the large, padded, paws of the lioness' in place of his human hands. Examining himself rapidly he find the gigantic, shiny boobs obscuring his downward view. He is covered in soft, tan-colored latex and his gaping mouth drips. He runs his padded hands down his sides to find his hearty new rump. Then slowly he runs his paws over his groin to find that in place of any organic organs is a synthetic vagina that, like his mouth, is constantly being lubricated. More disturbing than this revelation is how sensitive these ports feel. The slight touch of Merrick's paws over the vaginal hole sets him shuddering with cosmic and foreign pleasures.

"Oh my god. It's like it's alive! This is amazing." Matt remarks in awe.

"Ooh! Unng!" Merrick moans loudly. He quickly rises to his paws and runs to the door. Matt watches, bewildered. Merrick fumbles at the door knob with his unfamiliar hands for a moment before he feels an arm around his waist.

"Oh wow, you're light!" Matt says surprised. With minor effort he lifts the lioness doll into his arms and tosses her onto his bed. Merrick collects himself and in his disbelief tests his new body. As he slowly flexes his claws Matt disrobes. Merrick begins to feel a distinct itch between his thick legs. The fluids of his yearning hole flow slowly and unceasingly. To quell the burning sensation he allows a padded finger to wander south and probe. He slowly thrusts and retracts his finger into it causing a slick, slurping sound. He continues like this, moaning softly to himself. Matt, now nude and wholly erect, approaches.

"You are horny. Here, let a real lion handle this. " Matt says as he pushes Merrick onto his back.

Torn between the burning lust and fearful disgust Merrick attempts to shove Matt away. As he pushes against Matt's broad chest he learns that his new form has very little strength. Matt, with one hand, grabs Merrick's arms and pins them above his head. He then leans in and slides his tongue into Merrick's drooling maw. A blasphemous bliss quickly overwhelms Merrick.

"-shlip- Unng." Merrick moans. As he kisses Matt runs a hand gently over Merrick's ample cleavage. His hand wanders over the nipple and he playfully tweaks it eliciting further and louder moans from his horny toy. Merrick, unable to control himself, lets his paws rove Matt's hairy chest and well-toned back muscles. He had been a straight man, but the desires of his sex toy body could not be subdued.

Matt lifts Merrick who wraps his thighs around Matt's trunk. Matt continue to snog hungrily as he presses Merrick against the wall. Merrick manages to pull himself away from the kiss just in time to see Matt preparing to enter him. When Matt finds the proper hole he lowers Merrick onto his hard shaft.

Merrick feels a profound fullness. He grabs Matt's shoulders and moans passionately. In his lust-induced delirium he decides that there is nowhere he would rather be. Waves of almost frightening pleasure radiate from his vaginal opening. Matt holds Merrick under his plump ass and humps continually. Seeing an opportunity Merrick lifts his glistening boobs which are directly in Matt's view. The lioness toy thrusts her chest outward and smothers Matt in her soft bosom.

"So -hngg- hot!" Matt growls. "Gonna, fuck your brains out."

"Oooh, fuuu" Merrick responds in his sultry voice as he salivates into his shiny cleavage. He savors the bliss. He runs his soft claws over Matt's well-toned arms.

Matt carries Merrick back to the bed and presses him against the fleece sheets. His humping grows more intense. Merrick is amazed at the size of his friend's member. He realizes that Grant's sex toys must be given overly sensitive openings. The pleasure he feels from Matt's impassioned rutting is simply beyond human understanding. This would explain why the toys were lustily groping one another in Grant's back room. Matt is approaching climax. He holds Merrick's dainty shoulders and pulls him into his humps. The unending glee takes its toll on Merrick who is close to fading out of consciousness. He moans softly with Matt's every thrust. Then suddenly he comes. Matt buries his face in Merrick's boobs as he injects his dick as far into Merrick's yawning hole as it will go. Merrick is seeing stars. He runs his claws through Matt's hair and squeals with delight. The two remain like this until Matt is finally done filling Merrick's cavity with seed. Matt pulls out and stands above Merrick. The lioness doll lays spent and supine on the bed.

"That was amazing." Matt whispers to himself. He eyes Merrick's curvaceous, shiny form.

Merrick, momentarily relieved of the lust that was so distracting before Matt fucked him, at length falls back to Earth. The alien-ness of his form reasserts itself and horror creeps into his mind once again. 'I have to do something. I can't stay like this... I have to let him know who I am.' Merrick thinks. Matt begins collecting his clothes and cleaning the mess from his bed. Merrick lies still as he tries to imagine a way to communicate with Matt. He can't speak intelligibly and is doubtful of his ability to write with such unwieldy paws. Matt having finished his cleaning leans over Merrick.

"Uhhn!" Merrick groans as he raises his padded palms toward Matt "Mmm-Maa." His yawning hole of a mouth struggles to form Matt's name. Confused, Matt swiftly reaches his hand behind Merrick's head and hits the power switch. Merrick's body locks up and as before becomes numb. 'What?! No!' Merrick thinks, his frantic amber eyes betraying his impotent despair.

"So hot... I can't wait to thank M." Matt mutters completely missing the irony of the statement. Matt then lifts the soft yet rigid sex toy and places it inside his closet. He shoves it behind his clothes so that it won't be immediately evident. He takes one last feel of the lioness' bouncing breasts before covering its face with a collared shirt. 'Nnoo, someone help me! Damnit!' Merrick shouts internally. Matt shuts his closet door. Leaving Merrick frozen and hidden until his services will be required next. After hours of fruitless attempts to move and of existential bedlam Merrick's consciousness mercifully falls asleep.

Merrick is awakened by the closet door being roughly opened. The sex toy is dazed and has no sense of the time he has been asleep. He fears Matt has returned for a second round, but he is blinded by the shirt on his face. When Merrick's visitor removes the shirt from his sight he wishes that it were Matt. In the closet doorway is an anthropomorphic dog. A bull terrier standing at about 5' 10' with white fur. The character has black, colorless eyes and wears silken purple slacks and a sash around his midsection. Having lived through the impossible events of the afternoon Merrick isn't at all surprised that his dog bears a striking resemblance to the dog costume worn by the Wet Fur employee Grant. Merrick presumes, in fact, that they are somehow the same person. The dog stares at him lasciviously.

"There he is. You made an excellent choice with the lioness Merrick, you look ... amazing." The dog intones in the same voice Merrick had heard distantly from within Grant's fursuit. "Now that Matt's had his fun Grant wants a turn!"

Grant swiftly lifts Merrick from the closet to Matt's room proper which is dark though partially moonlit. Merrick's raving eyes catch the form of Matt asleep in his bed. 'Maybe,' Merrick hopes, 'I'm still asleep and this is a deranged nightmare.' Grant's ear perks up. He takes a coy stance, rubbing his chin as if in deep thought.

"No. I don't -think- this is a dream. I believe I exist, and you do too." Grant says. "Oh I'm sorry, here let me turn you on." He reaches behind Merrick's head and with a claw presses his power button. As before sensation floods Merrick's latex body. His mouth and groin holes blaze with sensitivity. When he falls and catches himself on Matt's bed his heaving breasts jiggle to life. Merrick takes a moment to regain some composure as Grant watches fascinated. He sucks the robust claw of his thumb as a bulge grows visibly within his posh slacks.

"Hnuuh! Muuu!" Merrick rushes to Matt's side and tries to rouse him from his sleep.

"He can't hear you. Or feel you. I've cut him and the rest of the world off from this room. It's just you and me." Grant says confidently. "What would you do if he woke up anyway? You can't talk dummy."

"Huh? Unnm." Merrick moans senselessly.

"What am I? I am an agent of Kaashpet. But that's not what you're asking. I grant wishes. You wished for a present Matt would love when you were leaving the mall earlier and you got it." Grant explains to a stunned Merrick. "However... that was a vaguely worded wish so I had to get a little creative. And when I use my imagination, well, look at you. Anyway I did such a good job with you that I just had to pop in and take you for a ride."

As Grant concludes his explanation he begins to disrobe, first by removing the sash around his waist. Merrick, in an utter panic begins banging at the windows and yelling as loud as his soft, dainty voice will allow. As Grant implied his pounds seem to have no effect on the outside environment and they make no sound. Momentarily lost to despair he falls limp against the window.

Merrick suddenly feels Grant standing directly behind him. With one hand the dog firmly grabs the toy's neck and with the other caresses its chest. At the neck he digs his black claws in slightly to hold Merrick in place. The dog takes his time and savors Merrick's soft, supple, and synthetic skin. He teases the lioness' erect nipples delicately. Merrick, against his will, begins to moan softly. The fires of his unwelcome lust begin to encroach on his rational thoughts. He becomes increasingly aware of Grant's pulsing member against his plump rear end. As had happened with Matt Merrick finds it more and more difficult to resist Grant's advances.

Grant starts to hump against Merrick's rump which causes the latter to arch its back. The lioness shoves her wide ass against the dog's cock and he decides it is time to enter.

"Good girl!" Grant chides. He plants his large hands on the creases of Merrick's groin and positions the toy. "Naturally we'll be doing this doggy style. It's going to be tight. Let me give you something to suck on." Grant brings a hand to Merrick's face as he places his dick against lioness' anal hole. Torturously slowly he slides his penis inside the tightly puckered yet well lubricated hole. Simultaneously he slides his thumb into Merrick's mouth. Merrick is surprised to find that his dribbling mouth instantly begins to suck on the clawed digit. Sucking the dog's thumb brings the horny toy to still higher levels of lust. Hungry for cock the lioness presses itself further onto Grant's large rod. The sex toy takes inch upon inch of the dog's dick inside its warm rectum. Merrick quickly arrives at the wide bulb of Grant's penis and he pauses.

"Ngg. On three." Grant growls into Merrick's ear. "One," Grant begins shoving his wide bulb against the toy's eager hole. "Two," The dog gently withdraws his penis so only its tip is submerged. "Three!" With this Grant firmly shoves the length of his shaft and then the entirety of the bulb into Merrick's ass hole.

Merrick's leonine eyes spin. In his glee his tail twitches as the dog's humping takes on a renewed vehemence. The sex toy, now quite literally attached to Grant, is repeatedly pressed against Matt's windowsill. Distantly he can hear the smacking of the dog's balls against his hefty, latex ass. Between his wild thrusts Grant occasionally smacks the shining cheeks which resound satisfyingly.

"You like this girl? You like being a slutty cum dumpster?" Grant growls.

If Merrick had the anatomy to reply in the negative he would still be able to do so. He is overwhelmed with pleasure. With the entirety of Grant's dick in his rear and with his thumb inhabiting his mouth Merrick submits to his horny body's satisfaction. Presently he -is- happy to be Grant's horny, living sex toy.

"Mmm! Ommm." Merrick groans around the finger in his mouth.

"Somehow I knew you would." Grant suggests with a satisfied tone. "You better suck that thumb well. I'm going all the way."

Grant begins to make small, rapid thrusts into Merrick's hole. The dog's pre-cum and Merrick's lubricant combine and drip in warm rivulets between Merrick's thighs. With his free hand on the lioness' thin waist Grant guides Merrick into his humps. Eventually the two move in rhythm with Grant's dick penetrating as far as possible into Merrick. When Grant's grip tightens Merrick prepares for another cripplingly blissful wave of sensation. With a final mighty thrust Grant buries his cock inside the sex toy. Merrick's anal cavity is rapidly filled and gushes with Grant's cum. For his part Merrick alternately spasms with delight and lovingly suck's Grant's stout thumb. The doll-like aspect of his consciousness is overjoyed to be pleasing its master. As an afterthought Merrick is shocked. Grant's cum continues to flow for a full minute leaving the floor a flooded mess. The dog withdraws his thumb from a disappointed Merrick and runs both hands over the toy's wide, shivering hips.

"Hahhhh. Damn! My apologies. Mnn, I've been a little pent up." Grant jokes. His snide inflection implying that he used his powers to cum for as long as he pleased.

Merrick lays nearly paralyzed against the window. His mouth hole slobbers. Grant, having been thoroughly pleased, wastes no time in removing himself from his captive. He roughly pulls his steadily deflating bulb from Merrick's tight hole. Once freed he ignores Merrick and recollects his pants and sash. Merrick is utterly dazed from this and his previous fucking. His holes aren't tired in the least and continue to burn with lustful hunger. After sliding to the floor Merrick rises to his paws. Grant has clothed himself and stands stoically watching Merrick. The lioness, unsure of what to do with itself, sheepishly approaches the dog. The toy drools slightly onto its already-moist breasts. When she reaches Grant she leans against his well-toned and fuzzy chest. The dog's eyes betray no expression in particular. His soulless black eyes gaze through the window behind Merrick.

"Fffuuu meehh" Merrick groans. He runs his slick hands over Grant's muscular shoulders.

Grant quickly puts his hand on Merrick's neck and hits his power switch causing the confused creature to freeze in place. The dog leans close to Merrick, bringing their muzzles parallel. In his normally black eyes terrifying white wisps whirl and coalesce forming impossible patterns. Merrick wishes he were able to escape their predatory leer.

"Goodbye Merrick. You will never see me again." Grant whispers in a cold tone before lewdly running his long, wet tongue over the side of Merrick's smooth face. He then adjusts Merrick's pose so that he is standing straight with his arms at his sides. After lifting the sex toy and replacing it in Matt's closet Grant stands beside the closet door.

'What?! No! You bastard! You can't leave me like this. This isn't what I wanted!' Merrick shouts internally. His eyes imploring Grant to stay.

"'Isn't what you wanted?' Are you trying to insult my wish-granting abilities? Geez, So ungrateful." Grant replies mockingly. "Have fun." The bull terrier waves coyly before blinking himself away to parts unknown as if he had never existed in the room in the first place. Transfigured and trapped in his best friend's closet the pitiable, lustful lioness eagerly awaits the next time it will be turned on.