FSE

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formerly SoFurry search engine

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Dusty the wolf walks slowly and carefully down a corridor completely indistinguishable from the millions of others in Endless Fun Park with its dull, metallic walls, and the starry blackness of space above. The glow and fanfare coming from the gigantic space station housing The Nova Collection, the galaxy's premier entertainment conglomerate, is the only arresting sight Dusty has seen since he was teleported into the park. Yet try as he might the wolf is unable to use the space station as an orientation tool, leaving him to navigate the labyrinth with his wits alone. And his wits have been tested. Dusty has thus far been able to avoid or dodge all of the traps that have come his way, but there were some very close calls. No one can know all of the devious traps the labyrinth has in store for contestants and it was through his canine agility and sheer luck that the wolf was able to dodge the clutching tentacles of some unseen monstrosity which appeared suddenly from a wall behind him. He doesn't want to think of what would have happened to him had he been caught, but the hentai-loving viewers watching his stream would certainly be aroused by the development.

Dusty became a contestant in Endless Fun Park for the most common of reasons: money. The life of a struggling artist is taxing not only emotionally, but financially as well. The wolf peddled his labors everywhere that he could and even pandered to the pornography crowd, but unfortunately never found an audience for his work. Dusty happened to catch an EFP stream which went behind the scenes in the Collection's animation studio. The workers were naturally a motley crowd, transformed and altered by their time in Endless Fun Park, but they were also working with cutting edge computers and artistry tools. Dusty has always had a flair for cartoons and animation, and this behind-the-scenes look convinced him in his darkest hour that a trip through EFP would be an embarrassment well worth a lucrative art-design position in the Collection.

The poor wolf didn't expect his time in the park to be so monotonous. The only way to keep from falling prey to the park's many traps is to move very slowly and pay attention to ones surrounding. This means that Dusty has made very little progress in the two or so hours he has been in the park. At one point he unintentionally circled back to his starting position. This did have the benefit of confirming for him one of the direction where the exit is -not-. Presently the wolf is tip-toing away from his starting position. Dusty entered the park in the buff as all contestants do. In the beginning he tried to cover his privates, but after his first hour in the park he became accustomed to his nudity in front of the ever-present camera-orbs which follow his progress and gave up his attempts at modesty. Aside from the occasional unforeseen trap Dusty has gone largely unmolested, in every sense of the word. He has been extremely lucky to have not run into any rogue contestants or Czars.

At this point the wall opposite the starting side of the labyrinth is in view. Dusty knows from past streams that exit teleporters are commonly found along this wall. They can be found anywhere in the maze, but it is not uncommon to see contestants following the wall as much as possible, given the shifting nature of the maze's walls. Only the truly lucky find an exit within the maze itself. The exit wall is risky though as many of the park's Czars hold residence along this wall in order to catch and 'play with' the park hopefuls. Dusty is bored beyond belief though and is eager to get out of the park regardless of the dangers in his way. He forges his way forward at a safe, snail's pace.

"Sorry guys. This must be pretty boring for you." Dusty says to one of his floating cameras. He shrugs and continues to crawl along a wall. At the end of his current hallway is a right turn heading for the exit wall. Dusty is hopeful that it will house an exit teleporter. "You can get as much of my tail as you want, but I'm not falling for any traps if I can help it." Dusty adds.

"Run! Hey you! Run he's coming!" A female voice yells from behind him. Dusty is startled by the shout, and when he recovers from the shock he turns around sharply to find a sprinting, panicked female deer running toward him. She wears tight leather leggings and armlets and only these items so she must have fallen into a trap or two to receive them. What alarms Dusty more than the deer's cries is her appearance. The deer is extremely attractive with absolutely ideal curves and a healthy, attractive sheen to her fur. She seems too perfect to be real which is often how people appear when they have been transgendered through a machination of the Park. The victim usually looks as physically attractive as can be in their new gender, sex sells after all, and this deer is no different. She runs full tilt toward Dusty imploring him to run. Though glancing behind her reveals no one in pursuit.

"What?! Who's coming?" Dusty shouts. The deer is clearly panicking and has eschewed caution. She is nearing one of the nigh-invisible trip wires that Dusty had been careful enough to avoid. "Hey-watch where you're going! The wire!" Dusty's warning comes a second too-late. The lady steps on the trip wire and a small -fwipp- is heard. She comes to a halt near Dusty without having realized that she has activated a trap.

"You have to run, there's a Czar coming he--" The deer begins to say.

"Woah hold on. You activated a trap back there, are you OK? I think it was a dart." Dusty says, causing the female to hastily inspect herself. Dusty refrains from ogling the mostly-nude female's hefty bosom. The deer turns her leg to Dusty, a syringe dart has emptied itself into her leg.

"Oh no, what do I do?! I can't- listen he has a grrm. A grrumph?! Mmm--" As the deer is speaking her face transforms. Her mouth shuts itself and begins to flesh over leaving her to moan and groan uselessly. She is soon left with a no mouth whatsoever. Even her shouts die in her throat with no opening through which to escape. Dusty cringes, the body modification traps always creeped him out. The poor deer grabs at the blank space where her mouth had been and. Unable to communicate her warning to Dusty runs past him. She urges him to follow with a waving arm and soon disappears around the corner at the end of the hall.

Dusty is on alert. The deer said that a Czar is coming, and that it is wielding something so it is a safe bet that he or she is not one of the rare benevolent ones. Dusty carefully watches the path from which the deer had come for any signs of movement. Though he watches carefully for nearly a minute he sees and hears nothing. Then the wolf's delicate ears catch a small, clicking sound. Dusty is then instantly struck by a ray, his body engulfed in its tingling glow. His knees buckle and he falls to the ground. Craning his neck back he finds a svelte male bear straddling the maze's high walls, he grips the long-barreled ray gun. Scaling the walls of the maze is ordinarily against the rules and will cause a contestant to suffer some punishment. Czars like this bear though are given carte blanche by the showrunners to do whatever they please in the name of entertainment. They are the celebrities and always receive preferential treatment over standard contestants.

"Haha! Got another one!" The bear shouts, keeping the beam trained on Dusty who is beginning to feel queasy. Dusty dislikes ray treatments when a doctor is administering them. This ray, which is surely a transforming ray of some kind, is no different. Dusty's body aches, and changes are becoming apparent. They are subtle though. Dusty's legs slim a bit and gain a soft curvature. The wolf's thighs thicken along with his butt which is now bouncy and round. Helpless on his hands and knees as he is Dusty's new ass jiggles heartily for the camera.

"Nnng, this is a TG ray isn't it? Damnit." Dusty growls, his voice softening as he says the words. Dusty's hips and torso shift into their new proportions. His legs are now fully female with thick and soft fur. His chest is now changing, to the wolf's embarrassment. His breasts seem to appear instantly. They swing beneath him with an unfamiliar heft. He looks down, both shocked and turned on to find his perky boobs. The wolf's upper body loses some of its definition. He looks to his hands on the ground before him. His thick, manly paws becoming dainty, feminine ones. His jawline changes uncomfortably. Dusty's hair extends to complete the look. He, or she now, remains crouched and coughing for a few minutes as she tries to find the will to stand. When she does have her composure again her first reaction is to bring her hands to her groin. Her lady-like hands pass through the spot where her old junk had been and she finds her vagina.

"No no no no. Oh shit my voice." Dusty says.

"Swearing isn't very ladylike." The bear says, having landed behind the wolf and watched her coming to terms with it. Dusty grimaces at him.

"I'm not staying like this." He says, then to the camera she adds. "I'm not staying like this. I have nothing against women, it's just this is really freaking me out. Doesn't feel right." If and when Dusty reaches the Park's exit she can opt to change herself back into a male, the problem now will be reaching the exit with this Czar targeting her. Dust is unfamiliar with this Czar. She's seen him on the internet and can remember only his name: Huckabee, or "Big Huck," And seeing the tremendous bulge in his silken pants for herself Dusty can understand the moniker.

"Oh come on doll! Don't you want to have some fun as a female first?" The bear approaches Dusty with confident steps. He is very handsome and is dressed in finely hung straps which highlight his musculature flatteringly. Dusty stands uneasily. With her new adjustments the embarrassment she had managed to ignore resurfaces and she attempts to cover her privates. "You would be missing out on a whole new world of experience. You know, I was a human woman when I entered EFP. The bear body is sturdy though and sexy. I decided I liked having a cock so much that I'd just stick with it. Since then... it's been my personal mission to introduce new women like you to your first orgasm. So what do you say?"

"Uhhmmm. No thanks." Dusty says, taking some hesitant steps away from the bear. Dusty is severely curious about the bear however. He does look strong and... well equipped. Visions of the firm organ steal into her thoughts. Dusty bites her lip and tries to remember her goal for entering the park in the first place. She also wishes her tail wouldn't swish so much for the camera.

With a burst of adrenaline Dusty speeds down the hallway toward the turn. Huck follows at a casual pace, wracking Dusty's nerves. She reaches the turn without problems and finds a welcome sight at the end of the new hall. A Tel-Send pad sits open and inviting with an EXIT sign above. An exit from the park and the path to a life of fulfilling luxury. Dusty checks on Huck who is still following her at a walking pace. 'Why doesn't he run?' she thinks. The sight of the exit gets the better of the wolf and she sprints down the hall. There are none of the usual traps in this hall, oddly. The wolf is halfway to her goal when she realizes her mistake. Her next step sinks into the floor panel. The surface of it ripples with a camouflaged, viscous liquid. This one panel was the trap. A final snare for the overconfident and she had fallen right into it.

Dusty sinks in the liquid to about her waist, but the slimy stuff has a mind of its own. With clutching tendrils the latex climbs the wolf's body, miring her further in the substance. Huck approaches from behind, he hops over the trapped floor panel to stand between Dusty and the exit. The wolf thrashes strongly with the substance, but it is too plentiful and too strong for her to pull free. Every bit of it that she rips away is instantly replaced. Eventually she gives in, allowing the latex to consume her entirely. Her legs tingle mightily. Her body is not merely being coated, it is being transformed to the bone. Her torso is coated. The latex grants the wolf even larger female assets, her new, squeaky breasts jiggle obnoxiously. Watching the translucent liquid cover and change her arms the wolf notices that her species is being changes as well. She has the coloration of a fox. A shiny, latex fox. Dusty manages to pull herself out of the small pool now, but this is only because the substance has successfully clung to her. She stands on her glinting paws to examine her form. The tendrils reach her neck and in a wave overtake her face.

"Hck. MMmnn-ahhhhhh" Dusty is suffocated momentarily before she is able to breathe once again. Though the action feels entirely different now. Her body, her organs are almost elastic. She looks down, over her thin fox-like muzzle at her transformed body. She tingles all over in an unsavory way. Her mind is alight with sensation. The rubberyness and the smoothness are overwhelming. "Nnnhhh." The new fox moans, running a slight hand over her hefty rump.

"Hmmm, feeling a little excited are we?" Huck asks, bending over the lusty female.

"I don't -hunh- I don't know what's happening. I feel really... hot." Dusty says, tongue lolling out of her mouth. Her hands rove her body, squeaking on the creases and folds. Her modesty is a thing of the past. She runs her fingers over her terminally stiff nipples, but is let down when she feels nothing. She runs her palms in circles over them, but still there's no feeling. She brings a hurried finger to her pussy and slips it inside. She panics when the action does nothing to satisfy her new and intense desire for excitement. "Why can't I feel anything?! Damnit!"

"Aww, poor little foxy. Come here." Huck deftly pulls Dusty into his lap. She lays in his arms without protest. At this point her immediate goal is to relieve her tension, even if this means relying on Big Huck. Besides his embrace is warm and sturdy. "Now, unfortunately this new body of yours can't please itself. All your sensitive areas will feel dull to you when you touch them. Luckily I will be more than happy to help you in that department." Huck says. He runs a claw with incredible lightness around one of Dusty's areolas. The pleasure is so great that the fox shrieks in spite of herself. She clings to the bear's burly arm, panting.

"That, that's not fair. I was so close to the exit." Dusty says, pouting at Huck. She knows that she can no longer avoid the bear. Her cursed body has forced her to accept his advances. No amount of self-control will keep her from him at this point. The bear stands and helps her to her paws.

"I'll tell you what. Come with me back to my place. We'll have some fun and when you are relieved enough to say no to me I'll bring you right back here." Huck says, seemingly in earnest.

"Promise?" Dusty says, rubbing her chest into the bear's and wishing he would stroke her again.

"I promise." Huck says. Perhaps he is one of the benevolent Czars after all. Well, more-benevolent anyhow.

"Alright let's go!" Dusty says, gripping the bear's big paw. She is eager to get the fucking over with.

"Ah ah ah. Hold on." Huck says. He slips a collar around the fox's neck and secures it snugly. Dusty turns to him with a start. The bear is holding her by a leash, he grins widely. "If we do this, we do it my way. I'll lead, my pet." Huck walks ahead of Dusty, tugging her gently.

"Are you kidding me?" Dusty asks.

"Pets don't speak until spoken to. Especially not horny, cocksucker vixens like you. Come on." Huck says sharply. Dusty follows his stride. She is naturally mortified, but even she can't deny that she is excited a bit to be this close to him. His scent is amazing. The fox gets a good view of his rear as well. A cute, nubby tail sits above his taut, muscular ass. The fox catches herself drooling. 'Alright, maybe this will be kind of fun. Man he's hot though."