FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

A heavy sigh of relief tumbled from the mouse's muzzle as he crawled through the cave's narrow entrance and stepped into its main chamber. Glittering moonlight poured in from an opening in its roof, scattering across mountains of treasure and filling the cave with a golden gleam. Unimaginable wealth ringed the dragon's lair, stacked many times higher than the mouse himself, towering above a central clearing. The adventurer took great care to avoid the open space, lest he attract unwanted attention, and skirted the foothills of the grand cache. Gold coins shifted and scattered under his paws as he crept around the room, too focused on his prize to consider lesser valuables. His ears pivoted and listened intently for any sign he may not be alone, and he grew bolder as his solitude persisted. Soft clinks and tinks echoed through the silent chamber as he sped his search, culminating in careless scrambling when he eventually found it. The adventurer scurried to a jeweled egg on an obsidian pillar, the fabled source of this particular dragon's power. His eyes widened and his fur bristled as he appraised its glittering majesty, and it took nearly all of his willpower to resist grabbing it then and there. He had no doubt there was a full suite of spells and enchantments protecting it, and there was no telling what effects they would have if he set them off.

The mouse reached into his bag and produced a pouch of powder, then gingerly sprinkled it over the massive gem. The enchanted dust reacted to its protective wards and weaved into a dusty net around the treasure. Invisible runes materialized and hovered in mid air around it, giving away the details of the dragon's security. He studied the arcane symbols, then fished a reference book from his bag and checked his notes. They differed from his expectations, but he overcame the complication with a bit of improvisation. He etched his answer to the arcane riddle in a silver rod, double checked his penmanship, then slammed it into the protective auras. Sparks flew and lightning crackled as the spells interacted and neutralized, filling the chamber with thunderous sizzling. The mouse winced and shielded his eyes, but took great care to keep the pressure on. The barrier only relented after a sustained reaction, and his heart raced as it gave way. The adventurer almost lost his balance as the room abruptly went dark, but he luckily recovered without knocking the heavy pedestal over. He rubbed the bright spots from his vision and looked for the remnants of the metal stick, only to find a pool of glowing slag at his feet. The rodent shuddered with the realization that could have been him, but pulled himself together and pressed on.

Another reach into his toolbox yielded a bag of sand, which he held in his palm while he scrutinized the gem. It appeared to be pure emerald, totally solid and in a relatively simple in form. He referred to his notes again for basic values, then mentally crunched some numbers. The rodent constructed a rough estimate of the treasure's weight, and he turned to the bag of sand with that information. He hefted it in his fingers, then let out sand until it roughly matched the jewel's weight. The adventurer exhaled a short prayer under his breath, then pushed the egg off its stand and placed the weight in its place. Panic lanced trough his heart when his pads slipped on its polished surface, and he bobbled it in one paw before he closed the other on it. Saving the treasure came at the cost of his balance, and he clutched the emerald egg to his chest as he tumbled to the floor. The rodent held his breath and looked down once he recovered, and the tension drained from his muscles when he discovered no scratches or cracks. He held it close like a newborn child and dusted himself off, then pondered how to escape with his prize.

The mouse reached back for his bag and brought it under the egg, only to find it was too wide for the opening. Carrying it in his arms back through the cave was too risky given the difficulty of the terrain, though another option occurred to him. He pulled his shirt over his head and held it waist end up, then pulled a needle and thread from his bag. He sewed its collar shut and tested the seam, then did the same with the arms and fashioned them into straps. The adventurer slid the emerald egg into the makeshift pouch and squeaked with delight at the snug fit. Unfortunately, his pride was short lived. The threads holding the neck shut popped under the egg's weight, spurring him to put it down before it fell through. His thread wasn't strong enough to support it, and though the shirt-sac might have held anyway, he wasn't willing to bet the score of his life on it. The mouse collapsed in defeat and wracked his brain for a solution. He grabbed the sides of his head in frustration as he proceeded to poke a hole in every possible answer he imagined, and he gradually resigned himself to lugging it back through the caves by hand.

Until a faint whisper tickled his large ears. Eat it.

The adventurer whipped his head around to pinpoint the source of the voice, but he only confirmed he was still alone. He began to doubt he'd heard anything at all, but the proposed idea resonated unexpectedly. His cheeks flushed at the idea of devouring something so larger, and his inner logic filled in reasons to do so. The mouse seriously doubted his stomach was strong enough to do any real damage to the artifact, and its polished surface wouldn't hurt him on the way down. He knew an alchemist that could help him get it out once he got back to town, and navigating the caves would be a simple task without worrying about dropping his prize. Strands of saliva dripped from the corners of his muzzle by the time he made up his mind, and he lifted its narrower end to his lips with an eagerness that surprised him. Electric sparks shot through his nerves as he licked its smooth surface, standing his fur up on end. A sharp, sour flavor stung his tongue, but once he adjusted to its bite, he spread his lips around the slicked surface.

The mouse's teeth glided over its curves as he stretched his jaws to their limits, though he only managed to claim a small part of it. His initial momentum slowed to a halt near the quarter mark, and a pang of embarrassment struck him when he realized he was in over his head. He started to pull it from his muzzle to rethink his exit strategy, though a burst of pride prevented him from doing so. His eyes narrowed and his determination surged, and he crammed the gem between his lips with renewed strength. A sharp pop rang through the chamber when his lower jaw disconnected and sagged, sending a shot of pain down through to his tail. The mouse winced and let out a muffled cry, but burning sensation faded mercifully fast. It reduced to a dull smoldering in seconds, allowing the adventurer to continue. Without fear of hurting himself, he grabbed the bottom of the gem and forced it to the entrance of his throat. His cheeks bulged around its glowing surface as it filled his mouth, testing his limits but never surpassing them. He walked his upper and lower jaws down its sides, conquering it inches at a time, and his pace only slowed when he reached its widest point.

The jewel's diameter squished his lips and depressed his tongue as it totally filled his mouth. It's tip pushed into the top of his throat and teased his gullet's muscles, but they failed to grip its flawless surface. Another push shoved it deep enough to block his throat entirely, and panic seeped into the mouse's thoughts as he lost the ability to breathe. He cleared his mind and remained calm long enough add his tail to his strength, but his focus frayed when it wasn't enough. Adrenaline flooded his body in response, giving him the burst needed to surpass his limits. Tears welled in the corners of his eyes as his tendons strained, and searing pain lanced through his muzzle as he crammed its widest point over the back of his tongue. Physics took over as his muscles contracted behind it, slowly squeezing it through his throat and into his belly. The colossal bulge lazily inched down his neck and behind his chest, oblivious to the adventurer's frantic attempts to speed it up. A needy gasp filled the chamber once it sank far enough to free his windpipe, and he fell to his hands and knees while he fought to catch his breath.

The mouse's upper body smoldered with emerging soreness while he hunched over and panted, and streamers of drool fell to the stony floor. Lingering pain blended into fading pleasure as the mouse's pleasures rewired around the experience, and a heated blush spread across his muzzle as the egg's weight settled in the pit of his stomach. He eventually recovered enough stamina to stop his arms and legs from trembling, and he picked himself up on shaky feet. The heavy mass tugged him to the ground and disrupted his balance, but he gradually solved the nuances of moving with a filled belly, and the experience became a pleasant one as he fully acclimated. The swell of his stomach pushed his undershirt up and guided his belt down, exposing his fuzzy midriff to the cave's cool atmosphere. A shiver ran the length of his spine as he gently raked his claws over the stretched pelt, and fantasies of keeping the egg within him ran unbidden through his mind. The adventurer shook those thoughts from his head and reset his focus, dedicating the rest of his energy to escape.

Until a thunderous boom shook the cave from behind him.

The rodent's blood ran cold. There were only so many things in the world that could produce such a tremor, and only one made sense for the situation. He nervously wrapped his tail around his waist and turned around to face the source, praying to whatever gods would listen that it would only see him if he ran. That hope shattered when he met the dragoness's withering gaze, and he fell onto his rear as the strength drained from his legs. She approached and towered over him, staring daggers into his middle. There was no doubt in his mind she knew what he had done, and a frightened laugh tumbled from his muzzle. She found no humor in the situation, and she leaned in close to make that clear. A huff of smoky breath poured from her nostrils when their snouts touched, and a low growl rumbled in her chest.

"Do you realize what you've done?"

The mouse flinched at her voice, but he considered the fact he was still in one piece a blessing. "I tried to steal your favorite gem?"

The dragoness snarled. "You've ruined my experiment!" she roared. "Do you have any idea how long that took to set up? All the research I've done?! Of course you don't, you filthy mammal." She paced around him, never lowering her glare. "It'll take me another centuries to find another gem that big!"

Her rant turned to the room and lost focus on the mouse, who was not one to waste an opportunity. He stayed low and got his feet under him, then scanned the room for an escape route.

"Oh don't you dare!" The room shook with her outburst, and a swipe from her tail put him back on his ass. "You're not going anywhere until I salvage that jewel!"

The mouse blanched, but her foot came down on his tail before he could scurry away. He fought and thrashed to free himself as she laid a claw on his stomach and lightly dragged it down his middle. His fur parted under her touch, tracing the path of her impending cut. The rodent curled over himself and braced for grizzly contact, but that painful moment never came. Instead, a bright light radiated from his middle, shining through his fur and perfectly outlining the jeweled egg.

The dragoness paused and withdrew her claw. "That's unexpected," she murmured. "Maybe this isn't a total loss."

She continued thinking out loud, but her monologue fell on deaf ears. The mouse was far too occupied with the advancing magic within him to pay her any mind. The intense light tapered down to a faint glow, but a wave of heat washed over his body in its place. The adventurer's muzzle warmed as the tingling wave rolled down his legs, waking his arousal and distracting him from the change advancing the opposite direction. He unconsciously rolled his hips as his modest length rose from its sheath, and a lustful fog closed in on his mind. The rodent shook it away in a moment of clarity and reached for his pouch of enchantment powder, then scattered it across his stomach. A novel of runes emerged from his fur and scrolled across his hide at breakneck speed, dashing his hopes of dispelling the effect. He scanned with wall of arcane text regardless, hoping to glean an idea of what to expect. The glowing text proved incomprehensible however, and the task only distracted him from his shifting form.The adventurer's self-control frayed as his fur fell from his body in fluffy clumps, revealing soft scales beneath. His eyes glossed over as he put the pieces together, and the dragoness circled with marked interest as he dropped to his hands and knees.

The magically-inclined reptile conjured a notebook and quill from thin air, then recorded the mouse's transformation as it happened. His hands and feet grew in scale, reaching sizes that rivaled her own. It became clear he would reach roughly her size, but in that moment, they were comically over sized for him. Fierce claws extended from his fingers and toes, carving furrows into the stone as pleasure wracked his body. His tail lashed and thumped the ground as it thickened, lowering his hips with its significant weight. A sharp ridge of scales rose from its spine and bloomed from its tip, completing the intimidating appendage. The mostly-rodent's breath caught in his throat as his hips creaked and widened, spreading his stance and improving his balance. His hide softened as his ass filled out to match, granting him a backside that could be the envy of anyone and everyone. An intense heat blazed in his core as his fine belly scales grew in, locking every muscle in his body as rapture surged through him. A burning tendril snaked from that miniature sun and touched behind his sac, and he let loose an orgasmic cry as his feminine sex blossomed. Steaming arousal dripped from his forming petals as he came and came, filling the cave with the song of his need. The dragoness took particular interest in the chorus as it shifted from rodent to reptile, and her interests became more than academic as his mixed scents filled the chamber.

The dragoness set her notebook aside and crouched in front of his head, devoting her full attention to the last stage of his transformation. The fuzz on his cheeks and muzzle fluttered away and reveled a set of draconic plates, eliminating any doubt as to what he was becoming. His voice pitched upward as the change claimed his neck and face, endowing him with a somewhat husky voice. Puffs of heated smoke billowed from his nose as the fire in his core spread to his chest, granting him one of the dragon's most iconic features. Wisps of flame danced on his breath and wove through his sharpening teeth, casting flickering shadows over the piles of treasure. The dragoness returned to her notebook and recorded the closing steps of his transformation, paying particular attention to his swelling middle. She pressed her heel to his side and rolled him onto his back to get a better view, a decision that immediately paid off. The light in his middle resurged and highlighted every detail of his smooth scales, and his muscles locked as another lightning storm of bliss bore down upon him.

Creaks and pops sounded over his rapturous moans as his hips widened to absurd proportions, drawing on his height for mass and rendering him a broad shortstack. His hips and thighs thickened to match, and a pair of colossal breasts bloomed from his smooth chest. They audibly sloshed with milk as they reached for his waist, spreading apart as they rolled down his filling belly. A string of spontaneous orgasms thundered through his body as a clutch of eggs took root in his middle, pinning him on his back and marking him as a particularly fertile brood-mother. A rush of hormones flooded his body and dulled his reservations while the ovoids settled in place, and a deep motherly bliss followed. The former mouse stretched out and laid back while he ran his new claws over sensitive scales, shuddering in bliss as tiny jolts of pleasure followed in their wake. His ridged cock throbbed under the swell of his middle and his feminine sex dribbled with constant arousal, suffusing him with embers of lust that never fully faded. His eyes drifted shut and an indulgent sigh tumbled from his muzzle as the dragoness finished taking her notes. She cut his moment of tranquility short and coiled her tail around his broad waist, then lifted him to her gaze. His slitted pupils looked back with satisfaction, completely devoid of the fear they held a few short moments ago.

"If I hadn't seen the transformation myself, I'd never suspect you were a mouse once." She delicately traced her claw over his middle and counted the ovoids within. "Feels like you've got an entire brood in there. Impressive for a former rodent."

The backhanded compliment went over his head as he simply basked in her attention.

"I suppose I can't stay too mad. I made that with repopulation in mind, so I can spare you as long as that happens." She withdrew her claw and tapped under her chin. "But you still stole the experience from me..." A small blush tinted her muzzle with that admission, though it went unnoticed.

The former mouse's tail dangled beneath him and swayed as the dragoness tapped her foot in thought.

"I think there may be a way you can make that up to me that keeps you in one piece."

A look of faint confusion crossed the smaller dragon's muzzle, but the dragoness was done explaining. She set her grip on the transformed interloper and held him steady as she sat down, then brought him between her spread thighs. The scents of her arousals drew the smaller dragon's attention, and he weakly squirmed in her hold as she lifted her sac and unveiled her drooling lips. Her powerful pheromones swamped what few senses he retained, and his length hardened as she brought him to her petals. A soft squelch sounded out when his snout parted her folds, and her moans filled the chamber as his tongue darted out to sample her nectar. The dragoness's thighs closed around his head and held him in place while he explored her depths, determined to lap up as much of her sweet honey as he could. It pooled in the dragon's belly and filled him with a deep heat, stoking his arousal to heights that rivaled hers. His cock pulsed and throbbed against the underside of his hanging belly, spurting ropes of precum and creating a puddle between his knees. Feminine arousal lazily flowed down the backside of his sac and added to the mix, which grew into a trail as the dragoness coaxed him closer.

Her claws carved furrows into the stone floor as his snout pushed deeper into her reaches, its ridges brushing along her most sensitive walls. The dragoness's delighted roar echoed through the treasure chamber and escaped into the forest above, then rolled down the hills and across the landscape. Everyone for miles around became aware of her presence, and many shuddered at the thought of what inspired her to release it. The dragon shuddered as well, but for an entirely different reason. The dragoness snaked her tail beneath his hanging breasts and swollen belly, then coiled it around his spurting length. A muffled growl of pleasure resonated from her depths as she played with his cock, controlling the speed of his ministrations with her strokes. She conditioned him to tongue as far as he could reach, rewarding his efforts with sharp bursts of carnal pleasure. More and more of his snout disappeared between her lips as he chased her reward, stretching her entrance until his head popped into her passage. The dragoness's breath caught in her throat as a burst of her honeyed lust escaped, splashing down his back and adding a sexual sheen to his scales. Her hips rolled as he continued plumbing her with his tongue, fraying her self-control with compounding orgasms.

The dragoness's hips bounced and writhed as she grew desperate for more, and she let loose a breathless cry when she got her wish. A particularly strong roll claimed stretched her lips around the dragon's shoulders, and a thick squelch announced her continued conquest. Her passage seared with delight around his figure and rippled in climax, drawing him into her core inch by inch. Every one of his smooth scales ground against her fluttering walls, multiplying her pleasure with every contraction. The dragoness's thick tail slammed into the ground and shook the earth as she fired ropes of cum into the air, gripped in the throws of a sympathetic masculine climax. Every fiber in her being pulsed and resonated in orgasmic bliss, speeding the smaller dragon's journey into her pulsing depths. She eagerly claimed his bountiful chest and fertile belly, and though his broad hips slower her pace, she eventually claimed those too. His nose bumped into the clenching gate of her womb as her lips squeezed shut over his ass, leaving only his tail and legs outside of her. A deep twinge of carnal satisfaction shot through her as her cervix yawned around him, and her needy muscles stuffed him into the heated chamber.

The sounds and sensations of the outside world fell away as his thighs slurped into her tunnel, and his snout squished into the soft wall of her womb. The squishy room fluttered and expanded as he poured through its tiny entrance, and the dragoness's husky groans thundered around him. His breath came in ragged pants as he tensed and painted her passage with his seed, adding to the torrent of fluids spilling from her lips. The lustful mixture coated his legs as his calves vanished, and once she claimed his center of mass, gravity took over. The dragoness trembled as he squelched through her inner passage under his own weight, and her belly quickly expanded to house him. A final climax rocked her core as he settled into place, and the walls of her most intimate chamber rippled and cradled him. The sensation of his weight in her middle prolonged her climax and stole her breath, which she only recovered as she slipped into a smoldering afterglow. Her breathing slowed and relaxed, and a delighted sigh accompanied her indulgent belly rubs. Her body reacted to his presence and flooded with hormones, suffusing her with the same motherly bliss the emerald egg imparted onto him.

Faint twinges and touches from her womb sent sparks of pleasure across her nerves, but it was nothing compared to the maelstrom of taking him in. It rekindled her arousal however, and thin rivulets of lust streamed from her feminine sex and added to the pool at her hips. She let out a soft gasp when something pinched deep in her core, bringing out a smile of satisfaction as her bond with the smaller dragon manifested. His presence seeped into the back of her mind, bringing with it the delightful sensations of brood-motherhood. She felt the weight of his clutch twice, and more importantly, she experienced the joy of laying by proxy as his eggs descended. This tight chamber of her womb grew crowded as the former mouse filled with it eggs that rivaled him in size, each one blindsiding him with unimaginable bliss. Distinct lumps pressed against the dragoness's hide and shifted as more entered, optimizing her inner space as it dwindled. Her hips subtly widened in preparation of her own lay, and the rest of her figure followed in their motherly wake. She spent a moment basking in the sensations of her growing middle, but got up before she lost herself completely. Her belly swayed beneath her as she reverted to a feral posture, and clattering and jingling filled the cave when she dug into one of her treasure piles. She only withdrew when she found a golden plug, and she wasted no time spreading her sex around it and sealing her womb.

"Enjoy your new home little dragon, because I'm certainly going to," she murmured. Her claws glowed with arcane energy as she prepared a spell, and they toy in her sex resonated with the same hue when she cast it. An experimental tug proved the seal was perfect, and no amount of her strength could dislodge it while the ward held. "I've wanted to be this gravid for a long time, and I'm hanging on to it as long as I can."

If the former adventurer could hear, he didn't care. The bliss of constant laying was more than enough to short out his higher thought and let his desires run free.

"Get used to feeling that too. We've got a lot of elders to reincarnate."