FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Author's Note:

Been awhile since I've made a submission but im kinda going through a phase of flustration of the sexual nature so i decided this might be a good way to get it out hopefully i dont get any strange for a long while so i can finish the series HAHAHAHA!!! Anyway hope you enjoy, like, and comment.

Patrick sighed while walking down the hallway his mind backtracking everything he did that day. He'd got up, ate breakfast, went to school, ate lunch alone, went to class, and now he was heading home alone as well. He had long given up his hope for new friends. He wasn't really unpopular he just didn't really fit in with anyone. He wasn't a nerd, a jock, a goth kid, or prep. Patrick was just Patrick but that didn't really help his friend situation at all. He walked down the steps head in his own thoughts of self pity not really looking were he was going until.....*bump*. He waked right into someone.

Patrick fell back and normally he would have been the first one up apologizing but

Something stopped him. It was something he never quite expected to notice; A smell. It was faint from the lack of contact but I was such an intriguing aroma he just felt drawn to it. Out was hard to tell what kinda smell out actually was at first. It was light but has a deep musk like a locker room but there was something else to it too. There was the an after smell of the deep woods like pinesol. It was faint but still so alluring to Patrick it made his mind swirl. At first the smell almost offended him but then it just relaxed him, easing away his worry for the slightest of seconds. "Are you alright"? A voice asked breaking threw his thought our lack there of in an instant.

"Yes I'm perfectly fine I think I scraped my hand though". Patrick answered back immediately. He hadn't wanted to mention his hand because it was just a little scrape but something had compelled him to.

"Need a hand"? Asked the voice again. Patrick looked up and saw the guy offering him a lift back to his feet. He accepted grabbing the hand and hauling himself off the ground. His mind tried to place why it had interested him in the first place but he was coming up blank. "You know it's polite to say thank you after someone gives you help". Said the guy smirking as he looked at Patrick.

"Oh, I'm sorry thank you. I'm also sorry about running into you like that I didn't mean to I just wasn't paying attention". Patrick replied rubbing the back of his neck hoping that he wouldn't make to much of it. "It's fine this is actually a great way to meet new people". He smiled in a way that made Patrick shiver. It was a nice smile but there was something behind it, a confidence maybe. It was like he knew something Patrick didn't. "Sorry I'm being rude I'm new here the name is Anchorage just moved here from Alaska". He extended his hand again this time to introduce himself. Patrick shook his hand remembering people saying something about a new student that was coming, a foreign exchange student or something. Patrick was happy at the new face and the potential friend so he shook his hand happily.

"Well welcome hope everything has been fun so far". He said smiling back at his new acquaintance.

"It's been alright so far though I've been rather bored do you have any good plans for something fun to do tonight"? Asked Anchorage his voice seeming to deepen slightly. Patrick barely noticed the change because it was so small but mainly because the wind picked again. A small breeze rolled across his face bringing the smell with it. It hit him just as before but this time it just left his mind a tad hazy. Focusing was difficult as the smell played with his thoughts. He couldn't help but just relax and fall into it all. His back tingled and a smile crept across his face while he just kinda closed his eyes his body slowly falling into a deep peace. All he wanted to do was just lay down and fall asleep right there on the side walk.

Patrick opened his eyes after closing them for just a second and then he looked around. He was almost home legs moving on what seemed to be auto pilot. Turning he saw Anchorage at his side smiling back at him the same confident from before. "Wha... wait what's going on"? He questioned a bit concerned he couldn't remember walking towards his house at all.

"Don't you remember Patrick? You invited me over". Said Anchorage raising an eyebrow at Patrick his smile unwavering.

"I... I did"? Asked Patrick wracking his mind for anything that happened in the past what had to be 20 minutes. His mind just seemed to shrug back at him nothing really coming back to his conscience at all.

"Yes you did, remember? We had such a great talk outside the school awhile ago that you invited me over"? Anchorage prodded, smile seeming to grow. When he said that Patrick's memory filtered back slowly. They had talked like he hadn't taked to anybody in the longest amount of time. It was nice friendly and they'd shared laughs and a few stories like they were old friends.

"Oh, oh yeah sorry must have gotten lost in thoughts my bad". Patrick apologized shaking his head still trying to get his brain to work properly.

"No problem it's fine seems like you do it a lot". Anchorage chuckled back grin only growing larger by the minute.

When they finally made it to his house and Patrick opened the door he called out to check if anybody was home. No one answered so it looked like they both had the house all to themselves.

"Nice place". Said Anchorage admiring Patrick's house. Patrick smiled closing the door.

"Thanks my room is this way". Patrick replied running up the stairs to his room leading the way for Anchorage. Patrick's room was a little barren compared to other teenagers. He didn't have many pictures or posters just a bed, nightstand, desk with a computer, closet, and a small TV. Patrick blushed because he'd forgotten that he had a bunch of clothes strewn out across the floor. "It's a bit messy in here sorry about that". Patrick said kicking a few of them around trying to spruce up his room a bit but there wasn't much he could do.

"It's fine we can make it messier later". Anchorage chuckled back at him. The statement confused Patrick but the decided to dismiss it and quickly distract his guest. "Um wanna watch something while I grab a few sodas"? Patrick asked tossing Anchorage the TV remote.

"Sounds fun". He stated simply pressing the power button and flipping through a few channels. Patrick hurried down the stairs to grab the sodas mind still trying to figure out how all this came about. He was worried, no extremely worried to be honest. This might be the only opportunity for a really good friend he'd have for awhile. The last thing he wanted to do was blow it. He just needed to stay calm and be fun and they'd hit it off like they did outside of school. As He thought about that his mind was still a little fuzzy he didn't even really know what they'd taked about out there. He tried his hardest but it was just muddled like a dream.

As he thought he grabbed the sodas and headed back up the steps to his room. When he opened the door the first thing that hit him was that smell again. It was even stronger than ever filling the room with a stubble haze. Everything dulled in Patrick's head as he stepped inside his room. He didn't even notice dropping the sodas while stumbling towards the bed.

"You alright? You seem distracted". Said Anchorage his smile sending Patrick's mind deeper into it's trance.

"I um, I j-just... Uh". Patrick fumbled his words failing him at the moment. Anchorage stood walking towards Patrick his stride's confidence matching his smile's. Patrick hadn't really looked at Anchorage before now, he was just normal looking to Patrick. He was bit taller than Patrick but he wasn't too tall. He wasn't fat or very muscly either just somewhere in between. He looked up at his face which as just as normal no real outstanding features or distinguishing marks at least till he looked into his eyes. When Anchorage's eyes caught him all the haze and confusion stopped and focused right into his eyes. Patrick stared into them feeling like he was in nothing floating there, the deep blue irises grasping him lightly and pulling him gently towards the space beyond his pupils. Before he even realized what happened Patrick fell forward, lost. He would have hit the ground but he found himself in Anchorage's armes. They held Patrick so perfectly snug not crushing or squeezing but holding tight keeping him completely steady. Patrick hadn't noticed that he'd stopped breathing for a second either. He quickly remembered his need for air and took a deep breath through his nose the scent's power intensifying from up close. It was like he remembered except it had changed ever so slightly. It was musky and powerful not overwhelming him but soothing him easing him mind and body into a peaceful lull. The smell of cold winter pine in the air blanketed over his body blurring his senses and thoughts.

"Let's get you to bed". Said Anchorage those words cutting through the haze that was flooding Patrick's mind. He held onto those words needing something anything that made sense to believe and understand. He didn't much remember exactly how he got there but he felt himself hitting the familiar comfort of his mattress. His breathing was steady and slow as he stared up at the ceiling mind still in a tailspin.

"Patrick can you hear me"? Anchorage's words once again pushed through his haze Patrick immediately nodded finding speech still difficult. "You will answer me truthfully when I speak to you understand"? Anchorage commanded.

"Yes". Patrick answered quickly mind hanging onto every syllable that came from Anchorage's mouth.

"Good". He replied a bit of a tone to his voice that Patrick just couldn't place. "Now Patrick are you happy with your life"? Anchorage questioned which caught Patrick by surprise. He'd never really thought about it to himself but before he could even really think his mouth opened for him.

"No". He stated simply. Atleast it sounded simple when it came out. It sent Patrick's already confused mind on another tangent of jumbled thought. He wasn't happy not really when it came down to it. That thought saddened Patrick his eyes welling up a bit from tears. "I'm not". Patrick stated a little chocked up at his own words.

"Would you like to be? I can make your life completely content. Give it meaning, a purpose. Would you like that?" Asked Anchorage. There was no sarcasm, no malice, no pity in his voice. There was only a sheer unwavering confidence that made Patrick's body ache.

"Yes". He said a hope filling him pushing away his earlier sadness and replacing it with a need for everything his new friend could give him. "Please help me".

"Good then close your eyes relax let everything else go and just focus on my voice". Anchorage cooed to him confidence never stopping even for a second. With that Patrick obeyed closing his eyes and breathing deeply. It was easier than he thought it would be just letting go of his worries, memories, thoughts, opinions, just focusing on that voice. "You will hear and obey every single one of these words down to the tiniest detail. You will live to serve me and only me. You are mine, my pet, my property. My will is yours and you will only live to please me." Anchorage spoke these words over and over chanting them almost. Patrick listened at first the words had only a slight effect on him but as he continued they started to repeat in his own mind. You will live to serve me and only me.

"I am yours."

Over and over the words churned inside his head pushing out into all other things.

"Your pet, Your property."

They burned into his brain like a song that got stuck in his head.

"Your will is mine"

His mind was so focused on those words that he thought of nothing else.

"I will only live to please you."

Slowly his mind grew more and more tired but kept repeating but there were no breakes or deviations. He wasn't just saying words anymore they were more than that. They were the absolute truth. Truths that were burned into his the back of his mind forever. He kept repeating every command, every word, every truth in his head til everything just faded out.

Patrick woke up because something changed. His eyes slowly opened and he was on his knees in his room. He was about to look around when he heard a voice that was deeper than any he had heard before.

"Stare forward, and don't move a single inch". The voice commanded. Patrick automatically obeyed body locked into position. "Who are you"? Asked the voice.

"Patrick". He replied eyes staring at his bare wall.

"Incorrect. You're Master Anchorage's pet nothing more or less understood"? The voice questioned Patrick.

"Yes". He replied his identity almost completely changing in the matter of a few seconds.

"You will address me as sir or master from now on understood"? Pressed the voice.

"Yes sir". Pet replied quickly in absolute obedience.

"Good boy. You've done so well I think it's time to give you a treat". His Master replied happily. Pet's interest was immediately peaked at the thought of a treat. He heard steps large steps that made the floor of his room creak under the weight. Pet gulped but couldn't turn his head to look even the slightest. The anticipation was killing him til something he couldn't have ever imagined stepped into his view. A large polar bear easily 7 feet tall stood before him. There was a lot to notice about the bear namely that was a bear. His fur was perfectly white covering nearly every inch of the beast from head to toe. Muscles rippled across his chest and armes obvious strength coursing through them. His gut was full and plump but the muscles beneath them were obvious as well. Pet had no doubt in his mind if the bear wanted he could snap him like a twig. Pet looked up at the bear's face a familiar smile was set across the bear's muzzle confidence emanating from him in waves for now obvious reasons. This was definatly Anchorage, his master. His eyes had changed to a deep grey, filled with so many more things than before like power, dominance, predatory instinct, but most of all lust. Pet could tell it was lust cause of the scent that was now quickly filling the air. It was that same overwhelming musk and pine but combined with something that gave off a burning need to mate, it was infectious and it was definatly starting to get to Pet who was already starting to feel his pants tighten.

Even with all that the most intimating thing on his master was his cock. It was large match the ursine infront of him perfectly. The black slab of meat hung there half erect but already easily at 8 inches. It was uncut and had a long large vein running the length of the shaft. Pet watched as it twitched slightly as he stared.

"How's it look"? Asked his master confidence oozing outta his muzzle thick as marmalade.

"It's huge sir". Pet gulped a bit scared but his arousal still increasing from the sheer sex the bear was putting out.

"You'll get used to it". Chuckled the bear while giving himself a small squeeze making his shaft pulse. "Are you straight pet"? Asked Anchorage still toying with his cock with small squeezes and strokes.

"Yes sir". Replied pet as far as he could remember anyway.

"How do you know? Have you ever been with a female before"? Asked the ursine now massaging his hefty sack, a bit of a rumble coming from his chest.

"Well no sir". The question caught him off guard. "I'm.... I'm actually a virgin". Blushed pet as he thought about how many nights he'd spent alone infront of his computer. His master's smile widened now revealing his teeth sharp fangs glistening ever so slightly.

"Well that just won't do. Pet why don't you just take a lick". He said a chuckle in his voice. It wasn't technically a command but pet felt drawn to the shaft in front of him. He leaned forward slowly as the bear hefted up his meat pointing it directly toward his face. Tentatively he slid his tongue across the head of the cock running it across the slit. A drop of pre crept across his tongue and pet moaned. It was the greatest thing he'd ever tasted. It was like his master's musk but in liquid form. He licked again greedily this time needing more. The bear above him smiled harder his shaft thickening at the sight. He gave another squeeze to his shaft answering his pet's prayers as another drop of pre dripped from his slit. Pet licked it up in an instant it tasting even better than before. He began to suckle on the tip wanting, no needing more his hands moving up to wrap around the monster shaft in his mouth, gliding across his master's shaft squeezing and stroking quickly. His tongue was flying all over the head of his master's shaft desperately trying to please him as much as possible so he would get more of his treat. He hadn't really noticed because he was too deep in his work but his hands had started to change. His nails grew longer. Also his ears were changing stretching longer slowly with every lick. Anchorage let loose a deep murr of approval from his chest cock slowly growing up to it's full 13 inches.

Pet was a bit overwhelmed all the sights, smells, tastes, sounds, and definatly touches where getting better and sharper. He was beginning to get more sensitive to everything. He slid his mouth down into his master shaft as far as he could just soaking it all in. Even through it all he tasted that pre it slowly began to flood his mouth each taste pushing him deeper into bliss. He slid his tongue up along the entire underside of the shaft lust taking over every move his body made. Pet didn't even notice his mouth begin to push out forming a small muzzle slowly. All that mattered to him was that he was able to get more of that cock down his throat. Pet worked as hard as he possibly could remembering his master's earlier actions and began to message his balls cupping them in his hand which was still changing. His palm began to press out as his fingers grew larger, soft pads forming across them. The same happened to his feet as they grew larger and soft pads formed across them as well. Pet just kept sucking and licking his hand squeezing the bear's grapefruit sized balls coaxing out more pre from them easily. Pet was learning fast as well. He was stuffing half of the ursine's flesh down his throat now moaning around every inch. He felt rock hard in his jeans tenting them so hard there was a spot of pre currently soaking through his jeans. Anchorage was amazed at his pet's progress he was having trouble controlling himself. Growls and groans escaped his muzzle encouraging his pet and making him push deeper onto the bear's veined behemoth and lick even faster. The bear looked to at his eager pet working so hard to please his master changes coming faster now. His cheeks had grown whiskers and his nose had flattened down to a light pink. Also pale hair was starting to spread across his body. His chest and back where slowly being covered by it. His head hair had begun to pale as well while his ears where atleast a 5 or 6 inches long by now. Now lust overtook the bear as he gripped his pet's head firmly thrusting into it deep grunts and growls filled the musky air while he thrusted. Pet moaned as his face was fucked roughly, he was completely helpless against the bear's and he loved it. He was pleasing his master and that was all that he needed. He just sucked and licked when he could and massaged his masters balls with both paws.

Anchorage wouldn't last long now he could feel it building. His thrusts grew quicker and more powerful while his breath grew more ragged and short. Then with one final thrust he pulled his pet down to the base of his cock stuffing every last inch of it down his pet's throat. Pet's new pink noise ground into the ursine's crotch fur musk filling it quickly. Pet's master roared powerfully as his shaft pulsed before sending shot after shot of hot seed directly down into his greedy gullet. When the bear finally let him up for air he barely breathed trying to drink down the cum that was surging into his new maw. It was intoxicating, like the pre but even stronger. Every new shot filled him with a tingling that corsed through his veins like wildfire.

Changed erupted across his body fur sprouting across every nook and cranny on his skin. His chest, back, arms legs, hands and feet all broke out with the white hair. Even his face began to get covered in it along with his ears which grew out to about a foot long each. His shoes eventually burst as his foot paws grew in size. Finally his spine grew out slowly to a short nub hair sprouting across it fluffing out into a puff ball of fur.

When his master looked down he smiled at the sight of the bunny panting and moaning on it's knees before him.

"Well now pet let me ask you again. Are you straight"? Asked the bear already knowing the new bunny's answer.

"No sir". The bunny managed to pant before licking his lips and collapsing into a heap on the floor stomach warm and content as he dreamed of his new master and pleasure they would bring each other.

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The agent looked up at the local high school while taking a drag from his cigarette.

"Hawthorne, Report"! A walkie talkie blurted or into the silence. Hawthorne sighed taking another long drag before grabbing it and pressing down the microphone button.

"Nothing but I know he's here I can feel it we're close, Over". He reported back while dropping his cigarette on the pavement and stepping down on the bud.

"That's what you said last time. Now get back to HQ Heller wants a full report, Over". Piped up the walkie talkie before the agent was once again plunged into silence.

"I was right about that too". Spoke Hawthorne bitterly before he walked away reaching into his pocket for another cigarette.