FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

I sat at the back of the auditorium, watching Nari's pudgy figure take up most of the stage. His voice boomed through the microphone, and the rest of the audience sat at the edge of their seats, eagerly taking notes. I, on the other hand, couldn't care less about what he had to say. The audience was filled with a diverse array of animals - from rabbits to foxes, zebras to lions. They were all dressed in business attire, their fur neatly groomed and their tails wrapped around their seats. They listened intently to every word Nari said, eager to absorb any knowledge that could give them an edge in the competitive tech industry.

But not me. I had already been there, done that, and had the scars to prove it. I used to work for Nari, before he decided to make me redundant. It was a move that still stung, but it was also the best thing that ever happened to me. Since then, I had started my own tech company, and business was booming. As I sat there, I couldn't help but smile to myself. Nari's company, on the other hand, was failing. I had heard rumors that they were struggling to keep up with the latest tech advancements, and their profits were plummeting. It was a satisfying feeling, knowing that my former boss was finally getting what he deserved.

I glanced around the auditorium again, taking in the scene. The other animals were all so focused on Nari, but I felt like I was the only one who knew his true colors. It was a lonely feeling, but also an empowering one. I was a survivor, and I had the skills to back it up. Nari may have been the main speaker at the conference, but I knew that I was the real success story. And as I sat there, listening to him drone on, I couldn't wait to get back to my own company and continue building my own legacy.

Nari continued to drone on, my mind started to wander. I pulled out my phone and started typing away, sending messages to some friends who still worked under Nari. They were not at the conference, but we still kept in touch, bonded by our shared experiences with my former boss. I sent a message to my friend, a sleek black panther named Sable. "Hey, It seems even now I am stuck with listening to this cunt" I asked, my fingers tapping away at the screen and sent a picture of Nari on stage.

A few seconds later, Sable replied. "So that's where he is, I was wondering why I was having a good day."

I grinned to myself and I continued to chat with Sable, as well as a few other friends who had worked with us at Nari's company.

We shared stories of our time there, venting our frustrations and laughing about the ridiculous things that had happened, including the time that he made it mandatory for us to wear hats which had his face on it. It was cathartic to have people who understood what I had gone through, and who shared my sentiment towards our former boss.

With a bored sigh, I gathered my things and headed towards the exit, I caught sight of Nari's wife, a stunning Bengal tiger, already making her way out of the conference hall. She looked as elegant and refined as ever, her stripes glistening in the light. I couldn't help but wonder how someone as beautiful as her could end up with someone like Nari. He was an ugly dragon, both inside and out, and he had always treated people poorly. It seemed like he didn't even deserve to be in the same room as his wife, let alone married to her.

I knew that they had been trying for a child for some time, but it seemed that Nari had been unsuccessful in that regard as well. It was just another sign of his incompetence, another way in which he had failed to measure up to the expectations of those around him. As I watched Nari's wife disappear out the door, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sympathy for her. She deserved better than to be stuck with someone like Nari, someone who didn't appreciate what he had or know how to treat those around him with respect.

As I stepped outside, I saw her smoking a cigarette. She caught sight of me and I could see a flicker of recognition in her eyes.

"Hello," I said politely, approaching her. "Mind if I join you?"

She looked at me for a moment, considering, before nodding her head. "Sure," she said, her voice low and husky.

We stood there in silence for a few moments, each lost in our own thoughts. Finally, she spoke up. "I can't stand these conferences," she said, taking a drag on her cigarette. "All these boring speeches and fake smiles. It's all so exhausting."

I nodded in agreement. "I know what you mean," I said. "I used to work with your husband, but we didn't see eye to eye. I'm just here to keep an eye on things, make sure he's not up to anything sneaky."

She snorted. "Sneaky? That's the least of his problems. He's a terrible husband, you know. Only married me for my wealth. And don't even get me started on his attempts to have a child."

I raised an eyebrow. "Attempts?" I asked.

She nodded, her eyes downcast. "We've been trying for years, but it just isn't happening. And it's all his fault. He's the one with the problem."

I felt a pang of sympathy for her. No one deserved to be stuck in a loveless marriage, let alone one with someone as awful as Nari. "I'm sorry to hear that," I said. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

She looked up at me then, her eyes searching. "Actually, there is," she said, a sly smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "I think you and I could be very useful to each other." she said and as she stomped out her cigarette.

I felt a thrill run down my spine as Nari's wife ran her paw down my chest, her intentions clear. It was obvious what she had in mind, and I was eager to get back at Nari one last time. I knew it was risky, but the thought of revenge was too tempting to resist. And besides, it wasn't like I had anything to lose. I had already lost my job, my dignity, and my self-respect at the hands of Nari. What was one more mistake in the grand scheme of things?

Without a word, I took her paw in mine and led her to a secluded spot behind the conference hall. We kissed hungrily, our bodies pressed tightly together, our desire for each other fueled by our mutual hatred of Nari.

I could feel Nari's wife pressing her body against mine, her soft fur and beautiful eyes captivating me in a way I had never experienced before. But as we pulled away for a moment, she looked up at me, her eyes filled with a new kind of intensity.

"I know this might sound strange," she said, her voice soft and urgent. "But I really want to have children."

I understood what she was asking, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for her. She was trapped in a loveless marriage, her dreams of starting a family crushed by her husband's inadequacies. And now, she was turning to me, someone she barely knew, for help.

I didn't know what to say at first, but then I buried my snout into her soft neck fur, inhaling the sweet scent of her perfume and the texture of her fur against my scales. "I'll do whatever it takes," I said finally, my voice low and determined. "I'll help you in any way I can." She smiled then, a genuine smile that lit up her face in a way that made my heart skip a beat.

I roamed my paws over her curves and thick fur, exploring every inch of her body. Her body was warm and soft against mine, and I felt a sense of power and control that I had never experienced before. I pressed her back against the wall of the conference hall, our bodies still entwined, and I could almost hear Nari's words from inside the hall. But I pushed those thoughts aside, determined to live in the moment and savor the pleasure of being with his wife.

Our kisses grew more urgent and passionate, our bodies moving in rhythm with each other. I could feel her body trembling against mine, her breath coming in short gasps as she clung to me. For a moment, it felt like nothing else existed in the world except for the two of us, lost in our own private moment of pleasure and revenge.

As she wrapped her hind legs around my hips, I held her tightly, feeling a surge of desire and heat that threatened to overwhelm me. I could feel myself becoming hard, my length growing and pulsing with need. But as I pressed myself against her, I knew that I was different from most other males. My dragon anatomy was unique, with a length that was barbed and tapered towards a flared tip. I could feel her body trembling against mine as I pushed my hips forward, pressing the blunt tip of my penis against her damp vulva. I knew that the barbs on my length were going causing her to experience a pleasure that no other male could provide.

As I entered her, I could feel her body quiver and tense beneath me, her muscles contracting around me as she moaned and gasped in pleasure. The noises she made were sweet and low, her voice trembling with need as I filled her up with my length. I could see the pleasure in her eyes, which had gone slightly cross-eyed as she was overwhelmed by the girth and length of my dragon cock. It was a heady feeling, knowing that I was providing her with a pleasure that her husband had not given her before.

As I entered her and hilted, she gasped in surprise, her eyes widening as she felt the full extent of my length filling her up completely. "Oh, gods," she gasped, her voice filled with exasperation and pleasure all at once. "You're so big, so thick...I didn't know if I could take it all."

As I started moving inside her, the barbs along my length began to scratch and rub against her walls, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She arched her back and wailed in ecstasy as I continued to thrust, each movement causing the barbs to scratch her in a different way. I could feel her body responding eagerly to the sensation, her hips bucking and twisting as she sought out more of the intense pleasure that only a real dragon could provide. With each thrust, she gasped and moaned, her voice filled with need and desire as I filled her up completely with my hard shaft, her juices making it slide effortlessly through her tight walls only to be raked by my barbs on each back swing.

As the barbs along my length scratched and rubbed against her walls, I could feel her body responding eagerly to the sensation. Her slickness increased and her hips bucked and twisted as she sought out more of the intense pleasure that only I could give. But the barbs served another purpose as well. They were meant to stimulate her ovaries and induce ovulation. I had learned this from some of the dragon elders during my youth, and it was a trick that I had used many times before to ensure that my conquests would conceive.

So as I continued to thrust deep inside her, the barbs worked their magic, stimulating her body and coaxing it towards ovulation. With each movement, I could feel her getting closer and closer to release, her body writhing and twisting beneath me as I filled her up completely.

And when she finally came, it was with a wild abandon that left her trembling and gasping for breath. Her body contracted around me, squeezing me tightly as she rode the waves of pleasure that washed over her. As for me, the pleasure was almost too much to bear. With each thrust, I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the brink of release, my body trembling with need and desire. Her body convulsed and rippled around me her body begging for the seed of a worthy male, her tightness and the way she clung to me only driving me further towards the edge. But I didn't stop, didn't let up, didn't let her or myself catch a breath. I knew I had only this one chance to get back at Nari, and I wasn't going to waste it.

I kept thrusting into her, my body moving in a primal rhythm, my need to dominate and assert my power driving me onward. And she responded eagerly, her body still sensitive from her orgasm, but wanting more. She clawed at my back, her claws leaving red welts that blended in on my red scales, but I barely felt it. My focus was solely on the pleasure, the satisfaction of showing Nari that he couldn't hold me down, that I was more than capable of taking what I wanted.

And when I finally came, my tip flared wide, opening her cervix for the flood that followed shortly afterwards. I felt her walls tighten and convulse around me once more, and I knew she was climaxing again, her body knowing this was its one chance to perform its base function.

She let out a loud, primal moan as her second orgasm rocked her body, her claws digging into my back even harder. I felt her hot, slick walls milking me as I flooded her with my heat. My seed flooded into her, my tip holding the door open as the hot liquid filling her up completely. Sticky, fertile and potent cum completely coated her walls, her recently released eggs standing no chance as they were painted with my seed. I let out a deep, satisfied groan. I knew that I had shown her what a real male could do.

An applause rang out from inside the conference as we held each other against the wall, her husband was only a few feet away from us as my seed claimed her eggs. We held each-others gaze and she let go of my shoulders, my paws still around her rump, holding her against my groin as my shaft continued to twitch and throb inside of her. She brought her paws together and gently joined in with the audience, causing me to smile. As my tip softened, her cervix sealed shut and kept my seed from leaking out of her. My shaft slowly softened and slipped out of her folds and I let her down onto the ground. She gently straightened her dress and gave me a smile before returning inside to congratulate her husband on 'another wonderful, satisfying conference'.

---

I was enjoying my early breakfast while scrolling through social media as I often did, a post caught my eye as many of my former colleagues were leaving generic "Congratulations" comments on the post. It was my former boss and his unfaithful wife in a hospital bed, two small red dragons with tiger stripes clutched in their arms. The post read about how blessed Nari was as a father for being so virile to have two children.

I smiled as a direct message came from my old panther friend Sable "I notice that they don't have his or her eyes" with a wink emoji.