FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

"New subscriber"

By Patrick D. Lambert

Commissioned by Cheke

"Where am I...? Is this some kind of room? I was in the lobby, and then... I think someone took me to his room... no I... I wanted to come... and he was saying something... something... what was it?"

Even his thoughts were weak and barely audible. The red crocodile couldn't recognize something from his blurred surroundings. He felt trapped in the frontier of sleeping and waking up, unable to take a step in any direction. His body couldn't move, no matter how much he tried it felt as if weighed a ton. He caught a buzz coming from down below, followed by a pleasant sensation. Lambert huffed, as that what the only thing he could do.

A white silhouette appeared over him. It looked and smelled familiar, but his mind refused to recognize it. Lambert only felt the warm breath over his face as the silhouette approached.

"Good," a male voice whispered. "Whenever you heard that sound, you are gonna experience this same pleasure. And the more you heard it, the stronger it will get."

His words made no sense, but for some reason, Lambert thought they were important, so those words got engraved in his mind as the pleasure and the buzz continued. And it got stronger. And stronger. And stronger. Until the crocodile lost the notion of time...

"... this memory will fade, but my words will remain deeply engraved in your mind. You are gonna wake up not having a recollection of this encounter. Do you understand?"

"... yes," Lambert finally said in a weak voice.

"Good boy. You did a great job."

The silhouette disappeared, and so did the rest of the room as he slowly got up from the bed. The walls. The roof. The bed. Everything faded to black. For a brief instant, Lambert caught a glimpse of a white tiger standing next to him. And then he was back in the lobby, talking with his friends as if nothing had ever happened.

It was Friday night. Lambert had been busy all week and couldn't stream anything; now, he decided to stream all night--he even took a power nap a couple of hours earlier. He wasn't exactly a big streamer, but he was having fun, and that's all that mattered to him. Besides, it was a good way to get out of his bubble and stop being so shy. A win-win scenario.

The red crocodile went upstairs carrying a bowl with chips and popcorn in one hand, and a big jar full of beer in the other. For an Autumn night, the weather was particularly hot, and he felt more comfortable wearing only his pink short pants and an oversized tank top with a picture of Bowser on the front. The smell of lavender still lingered in the air after the thorough cleaning he did that same morning.

He walked into the small room that he had exclusively for streaming and carefully closed the door with his tail so he wouldn't wake up his boyfriends sleeping in the other room. The decorations were modest, with some plushies and figures occupying the shelves on the background and the box with the led strip lights he had been forgetting to install in a corner--the room was still a work in progress. His PC was the same, resting on an old wooden desk whose purpose wasn't to hold a computer, but it did the job well.

Everything had been set previously, and all the red crocodile needed was to start the transmission. He made one last check and smiled at the camera to make sure everything was working properly, and after he put on his headphones, he changed the screen to begin.

"Good evening, guys. I hope you all had an excellent Friday," he greeted the people already on the chat.

"Finally! I thought you'd forgotten about me," a male voice said through the headphones.

"Pff, sorry, sorry, I brought something to eat. Nate is gonna kill me when he sees I took the last beer," the crocodile said with a giggle.

"I don't wanna be you. By the way, I already put our beds together. Does that count as cheating?"

"It's fine, I have an open relationship."

Miles away from there was his friend, Cheke, who he assigned as moderator. The white tiger was in his living room playing on his laptop, with an open pizza box and a bottle of soda next to it, and his tablet playing the stream on the other side. Living alone and without the pressure of a web camera, Cheke had the freedom to wear only the blue shirt he used that day and nothing else. The left hand was giving his cock and balls some attention, eager for what was coming. His green eyes stared at the crocodile on his screen, completely oblivious to what was coming.

"I better take advantage of it," Cheke replied to the silly joke.

They agreed to play Minecraft that night, as Cheke suggested at the convention last week. Cheke liked the game, and Lambert was trying to get back into it. It was nice, comforting, and way funnier when playing with some friends, which was what motivated the red crocodile. They asked around for more players among his friends, but so far only they were playing--which was fine for Lambert.

They started playing, with Lambert making the occasional pause to read and reply to the chat. The crocodile was slowly remembering the things he liked from the game, as shown by his tail wagging on the ground. Explore and build, and the unexpected scare when the music changed while they were in a cave. He was having a great time, so much that he lost the notion of time.

"Too bad you couldn't see the closing ceremony. Poli stole the show," Lambert was saying after the conversation went back to the Con.

"I saw it on stream, but yeah, it wasn't the same. I had luck that my boss approved my vacations," Cheke replied. On his side, the screen of his cellphone flickered announcing a new message. "We usually have a lot of work these months so I didn't want to abuse."

"Yush. We should organize better for next year. We're planning to get an Airbnb near the hotel. I know we live here, but it's a hassle having to wake up and take an Uber every morning. I think we're missing a lot of fun that way."

"It's a nice plan. Count me in!" Cheke made a pause from the farm he was working at to check his phone. The message received brought a smile to his face, and it was enough to make his cock react. "By the way, you changed the alerts as I suggested?"

"Yes, yes, I put the new sounds this morning," Lambert rolled his eyes. The crocodile didn't know what was wrong with the previous alerts, but he played along with the tiger. After all, it was always a good idea to try new things now and then.

"Good. I think the new sounds are gonna be much better. I'm just asking because I recommended you to some friends. I think they're coming."

"Huh? Thanks, tiger."

Lambert frowned with curiosity. It was almost 3 AM and even his friends had gone to bed by then, no one was watching the stream--he only continued because he was having fun with Cheke. While he didn't mind new watchers, the crocodile still found it odd there were people active at that hour.

"I'm just doing my part. I wanna see you grow as a streamer," Cheke said, knowing Lambert couldn't see the cheeky expression on his face. He gave his hard cock slow strokes to maintain an erection that didn't need any help; the thought of what was coming was more than enough to keep him excited. He had been waiting all week for this.

A couple of minutes later, Lambert saw the viewers going from 1 to 17, and the first messages arrived.

Worshipper_69: Hi hi!

P1nky_swirl: hellouuu

Hypn0_t0ad: sup bois

Pawbs_connoisseur: damn, a croc?! Nice <3

Lambert got a little confused by the usernames, but he had seen worse. So he smiled and waved to the camera.

"Good evening, guys. And welcome! My name is Lambert, and yes, I'm a crocodile. I hope you all had a great Friday!"

"Hey guys, glad to see you made it," Cheke added.

As his confusion faded, Lambert began to experience the excitement of gaining new viewers. And he didn't expect a number that large! He wanted to thank Cheke for the help, and a glance at his anxious paws revealed what was the best way--although that would have to wait.

The viewers greeted Cheke too. Lambert saw the messages coming one after another, making small comments about the game--and in between, one or two compliments about his appearance.

P1nky_swirl: dude, crocs are sooo cute!!1

Bulgeinspector: haha I know, love their expressions sooo much

"Don't mind them. They get excited very easily," Cheke jumped in, seeing the discrete changes in Lambert's expression, afraid that it could raise suspicions--not that it mattered.

"Can't blame them. Scalies are the superior race," the crocodile declared.

Then, he heard an alert he knew very well. P1nky_Swirl started following the channel. Then Pawbs_connoisseur. And Bulgeinspector. And more. The bot announced the wave of new followers, and Lambert felt his smile forcing its way through his amazement. He started moving his paws even faster under the desk, aware that he was doing an awful job of hiding his excitement.

"D-damn... thank you, guys! And welcome! I really hope you enjoy my content," the flustered crocodile said.

Cheke, on his side, gave his lips a slow lick. "And that's not all."

Lambert heard a new sound. In the stream appeared a pixelated gif of Lambert opening a chest, accompanied by the last part of the fanfare played when Link opened a chest. Hypn0_t0ad had just subscribed.

The crocodile didn't react as he usually did. Instead of the gratitude in his eyes and the cheerful smile, Lambert only swallowed and a concerned expression flashed on his face. For an instant, he heard a buzz and a tingle on his crotch.

Hypn0_t0ad: no way...

Jawjawsjaws: ffffffuu

Lambert regained his bearing and smiled at the camera pretending nothing happened. "Sorry, I thought I heard something outside," he lied. His smile didn't look sincere, and his giggle sounded nervous. "Thanks for subscribing, Hypno Toad. It means a lot to me!"

What was that? For a moment, Lambert felt he was somewhere else. And what he felt on his crotch... he almost moaned. "Fuck, that would have been awful", he thought. But his mind quickly stopped the search for an answer and simply assumed it was a shiver and continued playing.

Jawsjawsjaws subscribed, and the fanfare played again.

An impulse forced Lambert to hold his legs together as the sound invaded the room. The involuntary twitch from his shoulders was seen by everyone at the stream.

Hypn0_t0ad: hahaha no way

Musky-husky: fuck, it actually works...

Hackedprotogen: love u cheke <3

Worshipper_69: jeez I wanna go next ><

Lambert wasn't paying attention to the chat. He couldn't hide his concern this time, not when the sensation lasted for longer. He heard the buzz perfectly before it stopped, and the pleasure he felt at his crotch was too obvious to pretend it was a cold shiver.

"Is everything ok, Lamby?" Cheke asked through the headphones.

"Y-yeah, I just..."

Another subscriber. Lambert gnashed his fangs as the fanfare pierced his ears and went straight into his brain, where it turned into a strong buzz. The buzz turned into a vibration he felt right at his slit, moving up and down and causing him a strong pleasure. He moved his hand down, even when he knew there was nothing there. But the gesture was too fast and obvious the audience noticed it.

Bulgeinspector: fuck, it's working!

Pawbs_connoisseur: is he really touching his slit?

A new subscriber. The sensation forced him to huff. The buzz and the vibration increased, and the pleasure was now spreading all over his body. The crocodile felt so hot out of nowhere. His heart raced that he felt it against his chest. He knew people were watching him, but he couldn't recover his bearing again, no matter how hard he tried.

A new subscriber. Why that felt so familiar? With a huge effort, his mind managed to associate the sound and vibration with the one made by a Magic Wand, a toy he had never used before. So why that was feeling like one? And how? He struggled to find an answer against the pleasure crushing his logical thinking. Even his legs refused to obey when he thought about leaving the room, and no word came from his mouth as he tried to call for help. None of that made sense. And he was so tempted to stop worrying about that.

A new subscriber. A moan managed to escape. The pleasure was getting so intense that his entire body twitched in response. Droplets of sweat appeared on his chest. And the chat was going crazy with his reactions.

Pawbs_connoisseur: show your paws plssss

P1nky_swirl: can't believe i'm seeing this

Got_any_jock: cheke you bastard! How did you do it?

Cheke admired the sound made by his Magic Wand as he moved it down his cock. Lambert was so excited over the idea of using it that the tiger felt momentarily bad for stealing that memory from him. But as soon as he felt that same vibration on the tip of his cock, he forgot about it. Besides, Lambert still remembered how it feels, he made sure of it.

"Aren't you feeling hot, Lamby? You should get something more comfortable," the sly tiger said.

The fanfare continued playing as the followers subscribed in the order Cheke suggested. And Lambert continued falling deep into trance, pushed by the trigger Cheke set into his mind. His lust was quickly taking control over him as he relive the pleasure of a memory deeply buried. The corners of his vision turned blurry and the buzz became a perpetual sound in his head, drowning any internal voice telling him to fight. And when nothing else stopped him, Lambert surrendered to the pleasure. He wanted nothing else but to obey. Why? He didn't know. He just wanted to. And there was only one voice he would obey.

People were watching him. Good. He streamed because he wanted people to watch him play--with himself. His mind got invaded by lewd thoughts, by dirty fantasies that he'd have never dared to try. But that didn't matter anymore. He couldn't contain that pleasure any longer. His hand found its way inside his short pants, only to find a wet and hot slit begging for some attention. He wanted to touch it. He wanted to get his cock out and jerk off in front of the camera. Lambert couldn't control those thoughts. And the only reason that prevented from doing so was that he hadn't receive an order yet.

Hypn0_t0ad: no way he's gonna do it

Pawbs_connoisseur: pawwwws

Bulgeinspector: i'm clipping this

"Hey guys, he's gonna do it if you keep those subs and donations coming," Cheke said. He was delighted by the desperate and excited expression on the crocodile's face.

That was the signal. With the trigger sound set to the subscribers and donations, the fanfare began to play over and over and over again, pushing the crocodile into a lustful trance from which he wouldn't escape until Cheke allowed it. His order was simple: the more you listen to it, the more obedient you will be. And it worked flawlessly. Lambert twitched and whined as he waited for Cheke's orders.

"Go on boy, take off your pants and raise those paws."

And the crocodile obeyed. Everyone in the stream was pleased when Lambert leaned against his chair and raised both paws, offering also a perfect view of his wet slit.

"Now, do what I taught you. And DON'T moan. We still have a long night ahead."

The crocodile nodded and shoved two fingers inside his slit. He bit his lip down and his expression distorted in a visible struggle to stay quiet, as the tiger ordered. The entire chat went crazy, and they continued throwing small donations to keep the trigger active. By then it wasn't really necessary as only Cheke could get him out of the trance. But they didn't know that, and there was no need to tell them. After all, Cheke promised Lambert to help him on his stream--for a small fee, of course.

"Ok guys, I'm sending you a list of prices for each order. Let's have some fun with our croc."