FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

DISCLAIMER: The complete story contains forced, animal transformation, Male Nudity and M/M sex, if these are not your tastes or you are below the legal age to view this type of content, please close this file else sit back and enjoy!!!

The sunlight blazed through the open curtains, illuminating the messy room.

Xaie's chest rose and fell in deep satisfying breaths, the sun warming his naked body.

He shifted, moving his closed eyes away from the sunlight.

"Ten more minutes" he groaned.

His black nostrils flared as he sighed.

He had never felt so content.

Snorting, he turned away from the light, his long ears bouncing.

The soft pillows felt wonderful against his muzzle.

The alarm buzzed louder.

The long ears bent back in discomfort.

His eyes flickered open and he yawned widely.

Sitting up groggily, he stretched, the dried remains of his pleasure cracking on his chest.

"Man....what a night" he muttered.

Slipping off the bed, he wandered groggily around the room heading to the bathroom.

The musky smell of the cigar hung on him as he closed the door.

"AHHHHAAAAAAAAAAWWWW"

Xaie let out a loud braying yell as he backed into the door.

He had seen his reflection in the mirror and had been shocked by seeing the face of a donkey staring back at him.

As he raised his hands to the furry muzzle, the memories of the previous night rushed back into his mind.

His face split into a grin, his blockish teeth glimmered back at him.

"HEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAW"

He let out a loud bray; a rush of deep belonging filled him, brushing away all sense of drowsiness.

He brayed again and again.

Each throat bellowing cry elated him higher and higher.

"HEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAWWW"

He stared back at his reflection, looking at the intense joy filling his expression.

This felt right.

This was who he was.

Still grinning, he finished up in the bathroom and returned to his bedroom.

He breathed deeply, his nostrils flaring as they picked up the scent of his night time pleasures.

The room was filled with the deep musk of cigars, musk and sex.

His cock swelled eagerly.

He huffed and grunted, the urge to pleasure himself rising.

BEEP BEEEP BEEEEEEEEEEP

The clock on the bedside table shook as the alarm sounded.

"Haaaaaawwww....Dammit"

Xaie shook his head, the pleasured haze fading as reality gripped him.

The rational voice in his mind forced its way though and he sat down on the bed.

Reaching across to the night stand he jabbed at the clock radio to silence the alarm.

He groaned as he held his furry muzzle in his hands.

"I'm gonna be late if I don't get a move haaaaaaaawn" he muttered.

He sat up and gingerly raised his hands to grasp the ears of the mask.

He winced as he felt the sensation.

Slowly he tugged.

He almost brayed again, the feeling was so real.

He felt the mask slowly coming away.

Then he paused.

His eyes fixed on the tip of the muzzle floating in his vision.

He almost didn't want to take it off.

"...haaaaaaawwwww..."

He let out a low, sad bray.

He knew he had too.

He tugged again, the mask slipping slowly up his neck.

With a regretful moan, he felt the cool breeze on his face as the mask came free.

He ran a hand through his short quilled hair, feeling it matt beneath his fingers.

He sniffed and winced, the smell of sweat, sex and smoke overwhelming him as his senses seemed to return.

"Man I need a shower" he groaned, looking down into the eyes of the mask.

He had to resist the urge to put it back on.

Glancing at the clock, he let out a yell.

"SHIT!"

He jumped up from the bed and ran back to the bathroom, grabbing a towel and placing it next to the shower.

As he got in, he set the mask on top of the towel, its blank eyes watching Xaie scrub himself down for the day ahead.

Xaie huffed as he burst through the front doors of the building and stamped his card.

"Dammit" he groaned.

Despite running non-stop from his house, he was still late.

He wiped the trails of sweat from his brow as he weaved his way to the elevator.

"May as well have gone without the shower" he grumbled moodily as the elevator doors opened.

"Hey there you are"

Xaie looked up to see Max step out of the elevator.

"Whoa man, oversleep?" Max asked, grinning.

Xaie nodded, turning to get in.

"Hey I was about to head outside for a smoke" Max continued, "Wanna join me?"

Xaie froze, grunting as the elevator doors closed on his foot.

"I...err..." he stammered.

He was tempted, his licked his lips as the previous night rushed through his mind.

A familiar stirring in his jeans caused him to blush.

"I...should get upstairs" he continued, "I'm already late."

Max reached out and grabbed his shoulder.

"Hey it's OK man" he grinned, "most of the team has taken the day off today and tomorrow and the boss won't be in till lunch"

He gave Xaie a shake.

"C'mon" he grinned.

A smile split across Xaie's face as he allowed himself to be guided out of the building and around to the secluded smoking area.

Xaie leaned against the wall and placed a hand over his pocket containing the open packet of cigars.

Max had already pulled a small cigarette from his pocket and was eagerly clicking the lighter.

"Need a light?" he mumbled, taking a satisfied drag.

Xaie slid the open packet from his pocket and drew out a long dark cigar.

"Sure" he smiled, slipping the musky stick between his lips.

Max flicked the lighter and held it to the end of the stogie.

Xaie felt his eyes flicker slightly as the cigar smouldered and he felt that warm, musky taste fill his mouth.

He let out a sigh of relaxation, leaning against the building.

The sudden rush blew all tension from his body.

"Looks like you've taken to those cigars" Max smiled, leaning next to him.

"Yeah" Xaie muttered happily, a grin showing as he rolled the cigar between his lips.

He exhaled, two long plumes firing from his nostrils.

He closed his eyes.

A familiar scene swam across his mind, the donkey men shimmered in his thoughts.

He let out a wheezy chuckle, letting his head fall against the wall.

Max looked around, his brow narrowing.

"You ok Xaie?" he asked, tapping the ash from his cigarette.

"Y..yeah" Xaie muttered.

He attempted to readjust the slowly growing bulge in his jeans, mentally trying to push the growing image of the donkey men from his mind.

He grunted as he repositioned himself on the wall, turning his head to hide his blush.

"So...err..." he muttered looking back around, "...r..ready for the party tonight?"

Max was giving him a searching look.

"Sure" he replied, "got my costume all sorted"

He let out a long plume of silver smoke.

"What about you" he added, a grin edging on his expression, "C'mon tell me"

Xaie's grin widened and he shook his head, a hand reaching absently for the bulge in his pocket where the mask was.

He blush deepened and his cock throbbed again, the bulge becoming more and more noticeable.

"It's a secret" Xaie chuckled, shifting awkwardly to hide his arousal.

"Awww c'mon man" Max begged, slapping his shoulder playfully, "Don't be such a jackass"

The word caused the vision is his mind to suddenly clear.

Xaie gulped as the donkey men seemed to stand before him.

Hot, muscled, stroking their fat, leaking cocks as they puffed on thick cigars.

His bulge throbbed as his face flushed crimson.

Max snorted, "No need to get embarrassed."

Xaie laughed, relieved at Max's misinterpretation of his blush.

The two stood in silence as they slowly blew plumes of smoke, the cigar and cigarette slowly smouldering down.

Xaie found it harder with each exhale to resist falling into his fantasies.

He puffed harder, his cock straining against the tight material.

"Ha...Ha" he panted under his breath as his mind drifted back to the donkey men.

They surrounded him, teasing him.

He wanted to join them, to bray with them, to grab hold of their hot bodies.

"Better finish up, gotta get back up there."

"HAAAAAWW"

Xaie brayed and staggered, his face glowing as he was brought out of his reverie.

"Whoa man!" Max exclaimed, "You feeling ok?"

Xaie turned away and stamped the stub of his cigar into the ashtray.

"YEAH" he blurted out loudly, "Y..Yeah I'm fine"

He breathed deeply, attempting to get his lust back under control.

He turned to face Max, willing him not to notice his now straining bulge.

"So...err..let's go back up" he smiled.

He stepped gingerly past Max who looked rather flushed himself.

"S...sure" Max mumbled before following.

The two stood silently in the elevator.

Xaie was reading and rereading the notices on the wall, not wanting to look around at Max.

"You sure your ok Xaie?" Max asked cautiously, "You seem off."

Xaie shrugged.

"I said I'm fine" he muttered, "must have been the...err...cigar."

"Okay" Max muttered coolly, "just concerned for you mate"

Xaie felt a slight pang of guilt.

"He's only concerned for you" he thought to himself.

"Look Max" he muttered, "I.."

The elevator doors opened and Max moved out.

"See you later Xaie" he muttered over his shoulder.

Xaie watched him disappear into his cubicle as he stepped into the office.

"Way to go Xaie" he thought guiltily.

Xaie sat down at his desk, wincing from the still straining bulge.

"Fuck.." he groaned, leaning over his desk.

The burning lust within him was growing as he tasted the remnants of the cigar on his breath.

He sat up and grasped the first stack of paper.

"Gotta distract myself" he thought desperately.

He hunched over and attempted to focus on the small print.

The minutes dragged by as he moved from page to page.

He tried to keep his attention focused on each letter.

He gritted his teeth.

"Calm down" he muttered to himself, wiping sweat from his brow.

He took a deep breath, the earthy taste filling his mouth again.

"Dammit" he grunted, his cock throbbing as the donkey men surfaced again.

He tried again desperately to focus on his work.

The donkey men sneered at him, smoke leaking from their lips as they rolled the fat cigars between their teeth.

"Concentrate...c...concentrate" he whimpered, the strain in his crotch causing his eyes to water.

In his mind's eye the largest donkey stepped forwards and leaned in.

Xaie whimpered and stared ahead.

He was frozen as though the donkey was actually there, squatting on the desk before him.

The donkey removed his cigar and sneered down at him before blowing the plume.

SNAP!

Xaie gasped as he was snapped out of his fantasy and looked down to see the broken halves pencil he had been holding.

"Shit" he muttered.

He couldn't hold it in any longer.

Tossing the broken pencil aside he got up from the desk and hurried down the office as fast as he could whilst trying to act casual.

He thought he saw Max glance up as he passed but made no effort to stop as he moved out of the office and hurried into the bathroom.

Dashing into the stall, he slammed the door and in a frenzy he undid the front of his jeans.

"FUCK!" he cried as he pulled down his boxers and freed his rock hard cock to the cool air.

Falling down onto the lit of the toilet, he slumped against the cistern, panting with the sudden relief.

He gazed down at his rigid shaft.

It jutted resolutely up, as though he hadn't given it attention in weeks.

Tentatively he reached out and wrapped his hand around the pulsing rod.

He had to fight the sudden impulse to cry out.

The ripple of pleasure had caused his whole body to spasm as his cock spurted pre onto the floor.

Gazing weakly at the leaking tip, Xaie knew he had only one choice if he wanted his lust to subside.

Listening to make sure there was no one else in the bathroom he pulled off his jacket and shirt and lowered his jeans to the floor.

Flinching as his bare ass touched the cool porcelain, he leaned back and closed his eyes and submitted at last to the visions plaguing his mind.

The donkey men stood above him, grinning in earnest as they smoked and jerked their fat equine dicks in front of him.

His body quivered with pleasure as he jerked his shaft, feeling the slow leak of pre slick his fist and shaft as he beat harder, the lingering earthy musk in his mouth driving him on.

The lead donkey he envisioned before him shifted the cigar, his muscled dark grey fur gleaming with the heat Xaie felt radiating from his body.

Sneering down at him again he raised a hand and pointed to the floor.

Xaie mindlessly followed his gaze to the floor where his jacket lay.

And then he saw it.

A large brown latex ear.

As though in trance he reached down and pulled it from the jacket, holding it limply before him.

The empty eyes stared at him.

The donkey nodded, slipping the fat cigar between his black lips.

A drunken grin spread Xaie's blank face and he raised the mask and gently slipped it down over his head.

He let out a few whimpers as he pulled the cool material over his head.

He stuttered and gasped and then let out a moan as the rich, musky scent of tobacco filled his senses.

"Haaaww...Heeeeeehaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaww"

The brays were soft as he lay there, the eyes drooping with intense pleasure as he pulled the mask into place.

The dark lips pulled back, grinning with those large bucked teeth.

The donkey man returned to his cock, he seemed much more real through the eyes of the mask.

Xaie felt the sudden impulse to reach for it, opening his mouth hungrily as his other hand pumped his shaft.

His desire to service the donkey god before him only sent his pleasure to greater heights.

A great heat was rising in him.

"HeeeeeeeeeeeeeHAAAAAAAAAAAAWWW"

His brays grew louder over the frantic slapping sounds that filled the bathroom as he jerked faster.

His cock spurted more pre over his hands, a deep musk rising from Xaie's body as he bucked and squirmed.

It was coming, he could feel the impulse surging in his throbbing shaft.

The donkey man leaned in.

He was almost nose to nose.

Xaie felt as though he could touch him, his hand grasping in vain touch the muscled chest which was not there.

The donkey snorted, his breath flowing into Xaie's flaring nostrils.

He felt it.

He smelt it.

The donkeys mark of greeting flooded Xaie's senses with the rich, warm scent of stale smoke.

"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!!!!!!!!!!!"

Braying at the top of his lungs, Xaie bucked his hips high.

His throbbing cock erupted, spurts of thick white cum flew across the stall, spattering the walls and spraying up Xaie's bare body.

"HEEEEHAWW...HEEEHAWWWWW...HeeeeeHaaaaaaaaaww"

The brays slowly subsided as Xaie collapsed back on the toilet, his cock still oozing his thick ropey cum onto the tiled floor.

"F..Faaaaaawwwwk" he brayed, his eyes semi open, barely taking in what had happened in the glorious afterglow.

The donkey men were all smiling down at him, their own cocks dripping as though they had just sprayed their load down upon him.

The vision began to fade, dissolving into nothingness as he suddenly began to rise out of the well of pleasure.

He blinked, the masks eyes widening with a sudden horror.

"H..HOLY SHIT!"

The fill impact of what had just happened suddenly hit him.

He was lying almost completely naked on a toilet in the middle of his workplace bathroom.

Not only that but his actions has left the walls and floor of the stall was peppered in thick seed which was slowly oozing down to the floor leaving long damp streams behind them.

"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck" Xaie gasped, pulling his trousers back up and seizing his jacket and shirt from next to the cistern.

He gave a hollow sigh of relief as he saw they had been spared from his pleasure.

He pulled the shirt up and suddenly let out a loud cry.

"WHAAAAAAAAAAAWT!"

He wrestled with the shirt, which seemed to be adverse to being pulled over his head.

Suddenly it dawned on him that he was still wearing the mask.

"Faaaaaaaaaawk" he groaned.

Ignoring the fact that he was still braying he reached up under the shirt and groped for the ears.

"OUCH!"

He cried out as he gripped the ear hard, only to feel the sensation that he had just pinched his own ear.

"Fuck"

He seized the ear and, ignoring the sensation, yanked hard.

"HAAAAAAAAAWWWW"

He brayed loudly as he felt the sensation fade, the mask slowly parting from his skin.

It was almost like it was stuck to his face.

With a gasp, he finally pulled the warm latex mask from his head.

Pulling his head frantically into the neck hole of his shirt, he stuffed the mask under his arm as he fumbled with his jacket

As he pulled the jacket on, he stuffed the mask back into the pocket and reached down to zip up the jacket.

BANG!

A loud crash filled the room and Xaie froze on the spot, his eyes widening with horror.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN HERE!"

Xaie felt his voice catch in his throat.

It was Max.

"Oh God" Max exclaimed, he seemed to choke, "Why does it smell like a barn in here?"

Xaie kept quiet, gently pulling up his feet to hide them as Max moved past the stall.

The shadow stopped outside his stall.

"God that reeks" Max coughed.

Xaie closed his eyes and silently wished for Max to leave the room.

He heard Max choke again.

"God the janitors are gonna have a fit when they get here"

There was the sound of hurried footsteps and he heard the door open and slam shut.

Xaie gave a huge sigh of relief.

Getting to his feet he slid the catch on the stall and stepped out into the bathroom.

Hoping that Max wasn't about to come back in he hurried to the door and opened it a crack.

The hall beyond was empty.

Quick as he dared, Xaie darted out of the bathroom and across to the main office.

Walking with as much grace as he could muster, he hurried down the line of cubicles.

He almost dived into his own and settled himself into his chair mere minutes before he heard a knock behind him.

Turning, he saw Max whose face was showing what appeared to be a mixture of disgust and incredulity.

"You will NOT!"

He almost shouted the last word.

"...believe what someone did in the bathroom."

All the tension from earlier seemed to have left him in his disbelief.

"Wh..what happened" Xaie muttered

"I DON'T EVEN KNOW" he cried.

He leant in.

"I think someone was fucking in there" he whispered, his eyes wide.

Xaie crossed his legs and folded his arms.

"What makes you think that" he said as casually as he could.

"How could you not here them?" he said, looking disbelievingly at Xaie, "Half the office heard it"

Xaie felt his stomach drop.

"N..No I didn't"

He swallowed.

"What did you hear?"

Max shook his head.

"I dunno, it was real weird" he mumbled, leaning against Xaie's desk.

"It was like some kind of animal and when I ran in to see what was going on, there was this awful smell like a stable and there was something dripping from one of the stalls."

He shivered and shook his head violently.

"I didn't dare open the door"

Xaie silently praised heaven that he hadn't.

"So errrrr what did you do?"

Max glanced across at him.

"I made it look like I didn't know what was going on and ran to get security" he scowled, "they'd gone by the time I got back"

He shook his head.

"Mess was still there though" he added sourly.

Xaie shook his head.

"That's pretty messed up" he said.

Max nodded.

"Yeah it is" he mumbled, "but y'know..."

A blush was filling his cheeks.

"Takes bloody guts to do that"

He slapped Xaie on the shoulder.

"See ya later man"

"Yeah, see ya"

Xaie gave him a wave as he left, making sure he was half way down the office before slumping over his desk.

"What the hell was I thinking?" he whimpered.

He hunched over, his face pressing into his jacket as he cradled his head.

His eyes snapped open.

A strong smell of sex had suddenly filled his nostrils.

With a pang of horror he felt his cock stir again in his jeans.

He fumbled with his jacked at he pulled the zip down.

He felt ice fill him as beneath his jacket, he saw deep dark stains on his shirt.

The remnants of his pleasure.

"Fuck" he moaned, hurriedly zipping up the jacket before the smell could spread.

He quickly moved to his desk, trying not to think about the new smell mixing with the tobacco.

His jeans began to bulge.

"No, No, NO"

He gritted his teeth and again grabbed the papers.

"Just gotta make it to the end of the day" he thought, trying to keep himself calm as a dim masculine shadow surfaced again in his mind.