FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

"Now just carefully put this piece back where it belongs" I quietly say to myself as I meticulously reinstall a ram chip in the computer I am working on. "And that piece goes right over"

"HEY SREAV! WHERE YAT?" Searline yells from the other room. I jump at the sudden loud noise and my knuckle brushes across the ram card I just installed with an audible crack and visible arc.

"GOD DAMN IT SEARLINE WHAT THE FUCK DID I TELL YOU ABOUT YELLING WHEN IM WORKING ON COMPUTERS!?!" I scream.

"Oh, sorry bro" Searline says as he walks into the room.

"Sorry doesn't replace fifteen hundred dollars of computer!" I snap angrily as I look at the now dead machine sitting on my desk.

"Oh damn. Hey I know what will cheer you up! PARTY!" Searline replies happily.

"JEESUS MAN! WATCH THE ROAD!" Searline yells as he grabs as many "oh shit" handles he has hands for.

"Wha-" I start to say as my attention snaps back from what happened earlier. "FUCK!" I shout as I slam my foot down on the clutch pedal and slam the other foot down on the brake. The tires squeal a bit and the brake pump makes a grinding sound as the antilock brakes kick in. the truck comes to a stop just centimeters away from the bumper of the car in front of me.

"DUDE WHAT THE HELL!!!" Searline screams in the passenger seat.

"Shut up I've got a lot on my mind right now" I reply testily.

"That's no reason to try to kill us!" Searline responds. I pull the transmission out of fifth gear and push it back into first as I wait for the light to turn green.

"I wasn't trying to kill us I was pre occupied!" I reply.

"You aren't still mad about the computer are you?" Searline asks.

"Yes I am still mad about it! It happened a few hours ago! That's a lot of money down the shitter!" I snap. I start the truck moving as the light turns green.

"Hey, if you have so much money why don't you buy a new truck?" Searline asks.

"There are many reasons. One, I DON'T have very much extra money! Two, I like this truck. Three, if this truck still runs I will drive it. Four, a new car is expensive. Five, this truck is stick shift and you can't find that any more unless you shuck out a bunch of money to make one manual, which again goes back to money and my lack of it. Shall I continue?"

"But why? Look at this thing! The corners are rusted out, the brake rotors are warped, it burns oil, the front tires are bald, the back window is missing the middle part, it rattles, the gears grind, the clutch slips, the radiator leaks. Shall I continue" Searline responds in a mocking tone.

"Hey don't you owe someone a bunch of money for something?" I respond.

"Nope! I took care of that debt a few weeks ago"

"Where did you come up with thirty five thousand dollars?" I ask.

"You'll see!" Searline replies happily. I realize that now is the time to stop talking if I want the conversation to end. The rest of the trip to the party goes on in silence. I park the truck down the street from the party. Both Searline and I get out and walk to the house the party is hosted in. the minute I walk in the door I get an uneasy feeling.

"Hey Searline. Why is everyone but us in a costume?" I ask.

"The costumes are provided here. Don't worry they are cleaned regularly so you don't need to worry about getting a funky suit" Searline replies.

Wait a minute. Did he just say suit? What the hell is going on here?

"What do you mean by funky suit?" I ask.

"Oh quit asking questions and follow me" Searline says as he leads me through a maze of rooms and doors. Eventually I find myself in a changing room with a red dragon fursuit laid out on a table. "Just put that on and meet me back at the party" Searline says before he takes off closing the door behind him. I slowly walk over to the fursuit on the table and examine it closer.

Damn! Whoever made this thing sure has an eye for detail! Individual scales and everything! I am about to undress to change when I get a text. I check my phone to find that Searline has sent me instructions. I undress completely before pulling the bottom half of the suit on. As I reach for the top half I feel a tingling sensation in my lower legs but ignore it. After struggling to get the top half of the suit on I examine myself in the mirror for a few moments. "I look like I'm about to kill something" I say to myself as I inspect the crimson red suit. I reach behind my back to scratch my shoulder. Wait a minute, I actually felt that. Why the hell did I feel that? I look in the mirror a little closer and see the tail of the suit rise into the air. HOLY SHIT! IM IN CONTROL OF THE ENTIRE SUIT! THIS IS FUCKING AWESOME! I run to the door and yank it open to find Searline waiting for me. I open my mouth to speak but before I say anything I stop and sniff the air. "What the hell is that sme" I start to say before collapsing on the floor. My vision blurs and my body grows numb as I hear footsteps approaching me.

"And you're sure he won't be hurt by any of this?"

"Trust me, as long as he doesn't fight it he will be perfectly unharmed"

"and if he does fight it?"

"He might be a little bruised and sore but nothing permanent"

"And how long do you plan to keep him?"

"For seven months"

"That's a long time. His absence will be noticed"

"I have taken care of his employment if that is what you are concerned about"

"I am worried more about his girlfriend"

"You will have to tell her exactly what happened. Be sure to tell her if she wants to join him where she needs to go and who to talk to"

"What about his truck? Who is going to keep it moving?"

"This was not a part of the deal"

"I don't know how to drive a manual and I can't let that thing just sit in the road for seven months! It will die if it stands still for that long!"

"This is not my problem. If you want to hand over the keys to the truck I will give him the choice of what to do with it"

"The keys should be in his shorts on a lanyard"

"And the computer you promised to be fixed by today?"

"He was working on it earlier; ask him when he wakes up"

"This displeases me"

"I'm sorry about that"

"This will only add to your debt if it is not in my paws by the end of the night"

"I will do my best"

"I will keep him another month if I don't have that computer before he wakes up"

"But this WILL take care of my debt, right?"

"As long as he proves satisfactory it will take care of your debt"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Do you really expect me to pay thirty five thousand dollars for a plaything that doesn't play?"

"Well I guess that makes sense"

"And we know what happens if your debt is not paid by the end of the year"

"We do"

"We have a deal then?"

"It sounds like a deal. Just one question"

"Ask and you shall be answered"

"Can anyone here give me a ride home?"

"I am sure you can find someone to give you a ride wherever you want for a price"

"I will talk to you later then. Goodbye Kirandra"

"Good bye Searline. Good doing business with you"

"Oh, one more thing before I go. He likes techno and dubstep. Allow him the privilege of access to his iphone and you will find he will tend to be much more cooperative"

"Thank you for the advice; however it will not be needed. He will eventually cooperate with me. My methods will see to it that he does" I see Searline walking away before a dark pink object blocks my view.

"Well Mr. Sreav it seems to be that your friend has betrayed you" Kirandra says as she lifts my chin so I am looking into her teal eyes. Her face is adorned with cyan tribal markings.

"wh.. what do you mean?" I finally manage to say, my words slurred and faint.

"Your friend has decided to sell you to me for a time to settle his debt to me. For the next seven months you belong to me" Kirandra replies.

"Please... isn't there something I can do? Don't I have any say in this?"

"I am afraid you don't"

"What are you going to do to me?"

"I am thinking something along the lines of a new plaything" Kirandra taunts.

"Whatever he owes you I will pay triple if you let me go" I say frantically as I struggle to get up and run.

"A tempting offer, but I already spent so much to get this suit made just for you. It would be such a shame to let it go to waste"

"Please don't do this. Give me a number and I will pay it! Anything!"

"Your money is no good in this situation. And there is a computer that your friend owes me. If I don't have it by the end of the night he owes me another five thousand, which means another month with you" drawing on every last reserve of energy I have I drag myself to my feet and tackle Kirandra to the floor attempting to knock her out and make my escape while I still can. Instead I only succeed in hitting my own head on a table on the way down. "Behavior like that will get you punished you naughty dragon you"

"I'm not a dragon you bitch" I say spitting the words like acid.

"A fighter are we? I have just the thing for you" Kirandra says as she pulls a vial off of the table and forces my mouth open before pouring the contents down my throat. I attempt to resist but the drug quickly takes hold and I pass out collapsing in a heap on the floor.

"Are you awake now?" Kirandra asks softly as she pokes my side to get a reaction. I simply groan in response before I remember what happened and jump up and assume a defensive stance. "There's no need for that. Your mine now and there is nothing you can do about it for the next eight months"

"YOU SAID SEVEN!"

"If you're going to act like that I will make it nine"