FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

David wasn't feeling well. Whatever had been in those pills, it wasn't working, at least the way he'd hoped. He felt like a fucking idiot, thinking some supplement he'd found online would help him. Now he was stuck in a convenience store bathroom, about to puke his guts out from whatever poison he'd ingested.

Ever since he was little, David had been lamentably small and sickly. Picked on all through school, he'd always fantasized about being larger, more muscular, more athletic. He'd envied other kids who were strong and healthy, able to play sports, get dates, and succeed at life. More often than not his weak body kept him indoors, limiting his opportunities to make friends and interact socially.

As he got older David became determined to get into shape and bulk up. He'd tried everything; protein supplements, intense workout regimens, fad diets. The simple truth was that he'd never get the muscular look he'd always desired. His body type had been pushed to its limits, and try as he might, he could not change his DNA. He'd certainly toned up his thin frame, but never would he be as large as the jocks and captains he'd envied.

Feeling particularly discouraged one night, an ad for muscle-building supplements caught his eye while browsing the web. He'd learned his lesson about trying one of the obviously fake products, but something about this one made him take a second look. The ad called for volunteers to test a new miracle drug, promising instantly noticeable results. The drug contained all-natural ingredients and initial tests reported being quite successful. David clicked through the ad and decided what the hell, hoping it wasn't a trap door for malware. Still, it was free after all. What did he have to lose?

He had been diligent to check his mail on the way out of his apartment a few weeks later, surprised that the supplements had actually arrived. He was disappointed that the ad had provided him with only four pills, though he checked the instructions anyways and downed two with water. Curious, he took a quick peek at the ingredient list, unsurprised to see that it was mostly indecipherable. There were a few things that caught his eye, one of them being 'bovine serum'? Was that what the ad had meant by 'natural ingredients'?

The ad had promised almost immediate results, and so David sat in anticipation of what they would grant. Five minutes passed, then ten, twenty. Nothing. Oh well. It wasn't like he was expecting them to really work. Just another disappointment in a long series of disappointments.

He decided to go for a long walk then, hoping to take his mind off things. It was prudent to forgo his usual training jog and instead enjoy the crisp autumn air. Yet, no sooner had he gotten out of view of his home than his stomach began to ache. He kept going, hoping to walk it off, but still, the ache persisted. Suddenly he became wracked with intense pain in his abdomen. He'd begun to perspire, almost melting under his jacket, beads of sweat pouring down his face. His mind was bombarded by a series of questions. Was he getting sick? What had been in those pills?

He ducked into a nearby convenience store, cramps becoming unbearable. Thankfully he seemed to be the only patron and he asked the clerk if could use the restroom. He was handed the key and warned about the security cameras as the clerk went out for a smoke.

David made his way quickly into the restroom, locking the door quickly and shucking off his jacket. The cramps grew in insanity, and David fell to the floor, gripping his stomach in agony. It felt as though the pain had spread through every inch of his body. Desperate to relieve his suffering he made his way to the toilet, hoping to induce vomiting to rid his system of the pills. He suddenly let out a hearty belch, which relieved the pressure in his abdomen somewhat.

His reprieve was short-lived as he noticed an itching sensation starting from his abdomen and working its way outward. He felt along his stomach, his fingers reporting incredibly warm skin and something that felt like... hair? He'd always been bare-chested, with hardly a treasure trail of light hairs peppering his thin frame and little else. He pulled up his shirt, shocked to see hundreds of hairs writhing up from his skin before his eyes. They were dark brown in color and quickly spread across his seemingly thickened skin. What the hell was happening to him?

The dull ache returned across his entire body and he moaned at the sensation, muscles tensing under his skin. He took a closer look; it was as though he could see the muscles pulsing under his skin, moving, reshaping, growing. Could the pills have actually worked?

Something was wrong. He was indeed packing on pounds of body muscle and hair but the effects couldn't be happening so rapidly, could they? What the hell had been in those pills?

A dull ache in his head confirmed his suspicions. He reached up to feel his forehead, noting two odd bumps pressing up against his temple. What was going on? He hadn't hit his head, near as he could figure. Yet the lumps continued to grow and pulsate, pushing against his skull and straining against the skin as they burst violently through. He felt the bone-like growths with a mixture of fear and curiosity.

David managed to get to his feet and was shocked to see his new vestige reflected in the bathroom mirror. Other unnatural changes had begun to sweep over his head. His now blackened nose had begun to broaden across his face, threatening to merge with the skin of his upper lip. His ears had moved upward and were certainly longer than they had been and more oval in shape. His already shaggy hair had begun to grow, thickening even further than the expanding body hair now covering his chest and neck. Even his eyes were different, the familiar green hue slowly darkening towards dull brown as the irises expanded. The image in the mirror brought with it a look of familiarity, but he couldn't quite place from where.

His pants suddenly felt strained at the addition of something pressing up against his underwear, seemingly emanating from his tailbone. He worried for a moment that he might have accidentally relieved himself in his panic, but was proven wrong when the growth began to tightly push against the seat of his pants. He struggled to pull down his already taut jeans, feeling the sweet relief as the growth in his pants popped over the waistband, revealing a still growing tail, complete with a hairy tassel at its tip.

He was very obviously changing into something not human. David knew he should be terrified. Instead, he felt... elated, excited almost. He didn't want the changes to stop. He felt his muscles expand, skin stretching to accommodate their new mass, bones thickening to support their weight. He relished the feeling of his body growing, straining against his now tight clothes. They had begun to tear in places, thick brown-haired hide visible through the seams.

The changes stopped hurting so much as he gave in. He still couldn't believe this was happening. He was finally getting everything he'd ever wanted. It didn't bother him that he was slowly turning into a beast. He would be the muscled vestige he'd so often fantasized himself to be. He willed the changes to go faster, for his body to grow larger and stronger.

Yet even in his muscle-bound reverie, he remembered the words he'd read on the ingredients list. Bovine Serum. Was he turning into a cow? His crotch felt heavy, and he grasped the remnants of his still clinging pants, afraid he'd find a growing udder. Changing into an animal was one thing but he couldn't fathom changing genders.

He was almost relieved to see that sensation had in fact been his expanding testes. They easily more than tripled their original size and were still growing, heavy with the weight of his developing bovine seed within. He held one gently in his expanding palm, loving the feel of heaviness, the itch of sprouting hairs.

His member had begun to harden from his touch, and he was awed at the sight of the long animalistic penis that began to unfurl from the heavy sheath that had formed around it. Gone was the familiar tip of his human dick. A long, pointed bovine member had taken its place. He marveled at its size and girth as it steadily rose well beyond his stomach, reaching towards his muscled chest.

His changed nostrils took in a heavy bovine scent wafting off him in the enclosed space, and the smell of his maleness only served to turn him on even more. He took his now-massive cock in his beefy hand and began to stroke, loving the look of watching himself in the bathroom mirror. His nails had thickened to cover the tips of his fingers; though otherwise, his hands had retained their human digits and dexterity. He barely noticed that he was rising up on the tips of the toes, hardly feeling the tightness in his shoes before they gave way, revealing very bull-like hooves.

He was so close. The pleasure of his changes along with the ecstasy derived from his throbbing member sent him into a euphoria beyond anything he'd ever imagined. He was leaking copious amounts of pre all over his hooved hands. Combined with perspiration from the change he had an easy time working his new breeding rod up and down. He shut his eyes, letting a wave of animalistic pleasure overtake him as he felt his grapefruit-sized balls churn in anticipation of the load about to be unleashed. The pleasure reached a crescendo, and he stroked himself harder and faster as he felt his seed traveling up the engorged shaft. He bellowed a bovine bellow as he came uncontrollably. Cum erupted from the thick head like a volcano, coating the bathroom sink and mirror in thick bovine jizz.

Coming down from the euphoric high, David took a moment to observe himself through the cum stained mirror. Though he occasionally felt a twinge in places as his form solidified, he could tell he had completed the majority of his transformation. Staring back at him was clearly the form of what his former D&D friends would consider a minotaur.

He loved the look, how his new frame accented the clearly bovine features. He could still see bits and pieces of his old self reflected in the bovine image staring back at him, enough to know that it was really him, that it had not been a dream. He felt so strong, so alive. He could run all day if he wanted to, could easily bench a car with his new strength. He never felt more like his true self than he did at that moment.

He couldn't stay there forever, wish as he might. He would have to explain to that poor cashier how a 600-pound minotaur ended up in his bathroom, leaving torn clothes and a spray of rank bovine semen to be cleaned up. He was not looking forward to that. Oh well. At least he'd be a shoo-in for the college football team. Even if only as a mascot.