FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Markus sat at a wooden table, his hand clutched out the handle of a mug of ale. The broad shouldered warrior took a deep swig of the drink as he turned a coin in his hand, he was awaiting two companions to go off on an adventure. The worst thing about working with his companions was that they were always late to meet, Markus was always the first and he had spent many hours waiting for his group to arrive.

Taking another deep drink, Markus tipped his head back to watch as the last of the frothy ale spilled from the cup into his mouth. His hand continued to flip the coin above his hand, as the last of the ale was drunk he flipped the coin once more and this time it didn't return to his hand. Markus blinked in surprise as he turned his head down and found himself looking at a cloaked figure with a mischievous smile on his face, "Hello Markus, been quite a while, hasn't it?"

Markus growled, held in the newcomers hand was his gold coin. "Return it now Felis, that is my gold and you know that damn well!" The thief sighed and flipped the coin back towards the warrior.

"You never let me have any fun, now where is our other companion? He's usually here before I." The thief's eyes glinted with a burning mischievousness as he looked around, even when he was doing something so innocent as looking for a friend, he looked as if he were surveying who to steal from next.

Markus shook his head, his chain mail tinkling as his body moved. "He's yet to arrive, I assume he may of gotten stuck doing his studies once more."

Felis grunted in annoyance and threw his hand up towards the bartender, "Hey, you!" The bartender glanced over and sighed in annoyance as he saw who it was, "Yeah Horace, it's me. Now get me some Dragon wine, and don't give me that weak watered down shit!"

The bartender grinded his teeth but didn't say anything, he reached underneath the bar and pulled out a pair of gloves. Markus and Felis watched as the man walked towards a room in the back, Markus glanced at the thief. "Must you do this all the time Felis? You know Horace hates going back there."

Felis snickered, "The man should always have a bottle out for me anyways, he knows I love his wine the best..." There was a sudden breeze of heat in the room as the door in the back was opened to reveal a hot room, it was so hot inside that the walls themselves were made of a cinderblock that burned yellow with heat. Horace had pulled special boots on and stepped into the room, he gingerly walked into the room making sure not to let his clothes touch any of the surfaces.

Everyone in the inn watched with baited breath as the innkeeper carefully picked up a bottle of glowing wine from the center of the room, after picking up the bottle Horace winced in pain. Even through his gloves, the bottle was immensely hot. Horace quickly walked out of the room being careful not to touch the walls and sighed in relief as he slammed the door shut behind him, his face was bright red from the sheer heat. He glared at Felis as he slammed the steaming bottle onto the table, "There's your damn Dragon wine! Where's my money?!"

Felis smiled before reaching into his pocket and put on a false surprised face, "Oh no, it appears that I forgot my purse... well I guess you're going to have to put that back..." Horace was silent for a moment, his already red face brightening up even more so.

"You little son of a..." But he was silenced as a purse of money was slipped into his hand. A figure wearing a pointed hat and a long robe that went all the way up to his eyes only allowing a pair of ominously glowing eyes peer out, Horace blinked. "Oh... Gemirtus."

Germitus nodded, "I'm sorry for my companions idiocy Horace, this should more than cover the dragon wine. Please go tend to your duties."

Horace hefted the purse and figuring that it was heavy enough, nodded to Gemirtus and walked away in a bit of a huff. As Germirtus took his seat at the table , Felis was roaring with laughter as he slammed his hand on the table. "Did you see Horace's face when I told him he was going to have to bring back the wine? It was priceless, Germirtus you should've let him do it."

But the wizard didn't laugh, he first pulled off his jacket letting it fall to the floor and brushed himself off before pulling off his pointed hat. It was obvious that Germirtus had elf in him, his face had a touch of youth that was unusual for any normal human of that age, not only that but he was a gorgeous man indeed. Looking at Felis with annoyance, he slid into his chair and pulled up to the table. "You do know that if Horace wants, he could easily throw you in that room?"

Felis stuck his tongue out playfully, "Only if he can catch me, and I doubt he could catch a fly..." A heavy palm fell on his shoulder and clenched painfully, Felis froze and his heart started to pump painfully. Horace leaned over him and held out the purse from earlier out to Germirtus.

"You had a few extra gold pieces in there, thank you again Germirtus." Felis had to bite his tongue from screaming out in pain, as talented of a thief he was, the innkeeper had an almost inhuman grip. Horace shot the thief a glance and put on a fake smile, "Is something the wrong Felis? You look as you have something to say."

Felis didn't want to give the innkeeper the satisfaction of seeing him squirm in pain, instead he slid a dagger out from his waist and slit Horace's gold purse and let the money slide into his palm and smiled. "I'm perfectly fine actually, thank you for the concern though Horace."

The innkeeper's grip tightened up once before he let go, Felis almost hissed in relief as blood rushed back into his shoulder. Horace nodded to Markus and Germirtus and walked away, his hand clenched painfully. Markus sighed and rubbed his forehead, "Felis, you need to cut this out. You're going to get us killed one of these days..."

Felis shrugged and uncorked the bottle of Dragon Wine and took a deep gulp, his face reddening a bit as it slid down his throat. He smiled though at Markus, "Well we're all here now Markus, what is the adventure this time?"

Markus rolled his eyes but pulled a scroll of paper from his satchel anyway and rolled it out on the table, he pointed to a point in the center of inscription of a castle. On the map there was a depiction of a reptilian creature, "There is a dragon at the center of this castle, we have been hired by the local town that has been affected by this creature. If we take him out, then we'll be rewarded handsomely for doing so."

Felis's eyes glinted in excitement at the prospect of money, "Why didn't you say so?" He took another deep gulp of the Dragon Wine before throwing it into the furnace at the other end of the tavern, everyone around it screamed in terror as the fire roared and grew imense for a second before settling down. Horace nearly popped a vein as he roared at the thief, but even over the noise Felis's voice could be heard by his comrades. "Let's do it."

Markus looked at Germirtus who looked contemplative, "Hm... I've heard that dragon horn can make a wonderful ingredient in potions..." He muttered, there was a moments pause as he thought it over. "Alright, let's go." He said, standing up and pulling his hat and cloak back on. Markus grinned, it was time for yet another adventure.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The trio easily entered the castle, even though the front door had been locked by a giant padlock, Felis easily picked it without breaking a sweat. "It was an insult I tell you two, the tumblers were so inexpertly made. The locksmith who designed that lock should be hung for such poor workmanship..." He tutted as they walked along.

Markus and Germirtus glanced at one another, they had heard Felis's rants many times before. It was a natural tendency for the thief to complain about any such thing, "Honestly, I would think that the people would care if they got burned to death or not..." Felis muttered.

Walking into the castle they saw that the walls were covered in soot and the floor was coated with ash, any tapestries that had covered the walls were well toasted by this point. Germirtus kneeled in the ash and pulled out the remains of a book, he held in front of himself as he inspected some runes on the piece he had recovered. "What a shame, this was one of the last copies of the book of Iclutus. It could've taught me so much new magic..." He tutted with a sad tone before throwing the paper down and continuing on with his allies.

Markus wasn't easily distracted from the task at hand, all he wanted to do was get to the dragon and kill it and protect the denizens of the local town. The knight had a large sword strapped to his side that occasionally clinked against his heavy armor, the trio was diverse but as a group they had destroyed many evils throughout the land.

Glancing at the map every now and then, Markus would change direction many times to lead them through the halls of the castle. The sounds of their footsteps was muffled due to the soot covering the ground, Markus stopped in front of a large door and looked it over. "According to the map, this door will lead us through a large atrium that will allow us quick access to the inner halls of the castle." He slipped the map back into his satchel and pressed his hands against the door, Markus took a deep breath and pushed his whole body against the door.

The door didn't want to budge at first, but after a moment it gave way and swung open freely. What greeted the trio shocked them, it was mountains of gold and jewels. They had come across the dragon's hoard, "Dear Lesithus..." Germirtus muttered.

It was the most glorious thing that Felis had ever seen, as a thief it was his dream to find a dragon's hoard. It was well known amongst the thieves guild that dragon's hoards contained hundred's of years worth of wealth, he started towards the gold but Markus shouted at him. "Felis, come back! We must go defeat the dragon first, once we're finished we may partake of this treasure. But most of it belongs to the villagers, don't forget that."

Felis swore, he had never been one to curb his tongue. He sighed in resignation and swung his hand towards the exit on the right side of the chamber, "Alright.. let's go, I can't wait to get my hands on this beautiful gold." As his allies walked in front of Felis, the thief nimbly flew soundlessly over the gold on the floor and found one of the most beautiful gems in the room. It was an emerald that seemed to exude an aura of beauty, "Perfect." Felis muttered as he greedily picked up the gem, it was the size of the thief's hand. Slipping it into his bag, Felis chuckled as he ran to catch up to his allies. He had already received all the payment he needed.

The trio reached the dragon's chamber soon after, Markus slid his sword from its hilt and looked back at his comrades. "Are you two ready?"

They both nodded, Germirtus held a slender stick of ivory in hand while Felis clutched a fine dagger in his. Markus nodded and opened the door to the dragon's chamber, inside there lay the great serpent who looked anything but surprised to see them. "Welcome to my humble abode adventurers, I see you have come to kill me." From behind his friends, Felis's head started to feel incredibly itchy.

Markus's eyes burned with energy, "Indeed devil spawn, we are here to slay you to protect the people of the village, they have been tortured for long enough!" The knight spoke to the dragon unswaying, nothing of the demon serpent scared him.

"That's good to know." The dragon said, his face showing no fear. Instead he blew the occasional puff of smoke from his nostrils, but save that nothing else showed on his face. The dragon as intimidating as he was, was a marvel to view. His scales were a magnificent red hue, the color of polished ruby.

Germirtus could tell something was wrong, the dragon was oddly stoic for being threatened. "Pray tell dragon, why do you show no fear when we tell you of your impending death?" Damn it, the cloak was getting in Felis's way, he couldn't scratch his head. Tearing off his cloak, Felis started to desperately scratch at his head, not noticing his hear coming out by the tuff.

The dragon chuckled deeply, his laugh echoing through the hall. "Let me inform you my dear adventurers, there have been many before you who've tried to try to kill me. Some amateurs, some legends, but they all ended up the same way."

Markus glared at the dragon, "You killed them?! How dare you, those men were more pure than your wretched soul could ever be."

They watched as a eerie smile appeared on the dragon's face, "No, in fact I didn't kill them..."

From behind the wizard and knight, Felis had started to glow with a green aura. His skin started to shift to allow ruddy brown scales appear, thoughts of greed and hunger and lust started to grow within him, but even then he knew something was wrong. "M... Markus..." He weakly spoke.

But Markus was too concentrated on the dragon, "Quiet Felis, now what do you mean devil wyrm?!"

The dragon's grin was widening allowing his razor sharp teeth to show, "It's quite simple, you see my dear knight and wizard I was able to devise a trap that all of the adventurers have fallen prey to."

Germirtus had been wary to check every room for a trap with his magic, so he was perplexed by this accusation. "What do you mean, there was no trap in any of those rooms." Felis fell to his knees, his body was shrinking as the brown scales overtook his whole body. The top of his head had dragon like ridges on it now, and his face had pushed out into a reptilian muzzle. His clothes had faded due to the magic that was working on him, his eyes became all yellow save for the black snake like slit in them.

The dragon's body was utterly relaxed, he had yet to move at all from his spot. "Well my dear mage, the trap wasn't magic. It was a very simple trap, you see it all starts with a lock..." Felis's body arched as a tail sprouted from above his bare ass, his mind was becoming clouded with thoughts of greed... food... males... A slit opened on his crotch and a tapered cock started to extend from the opening.

The dragon's eyes were locked at on the adventurers, though he could easily see Felis changing behind them. "You see, I put that lock there myself. So every adventuring party would be forced to bring a thief with them." Felis's named disappeared, his master didn't require him to be known as a name, he was kobold. Kobold's tongue lolled out of his mouth in arousal as his cock grew to full girth, his body may of been frail but he was an impressive looking creature nonetheless.

Germirtus gasped in shock as he realized what the dragon was getting at, "Your dragon's hoard..."

The dragon nodded, obviously impressed how quickly the Wizard had gotten it. "You see, I know thieves, I've dealt with many of them in my years. I know they all think dragon's hoards hold the most precious gems imaginable, I know because I spread that rumor myself many years ago..."

Markus looked at Germirtus, "What is he talking about Germirtus?" But before the wizard could answer him, a kobold suddenly was clinging to the knight and was giving him a full on kiss. Germirtus could see a green aura overtaking Markus's body already.

"I'm sorry my friend, but it's too late for you." He muttered sadly before sprinting out of the room, he discarded his robe and hat letting his elvish blood kick in to give him extra speed. Markus felt his honorable soul being corrupted through the kiss from the kobold, it was so disgusting but... so tasty...

The knight's armor faded away, he was left naked as his hair fell out. The kobold's forked tongue licked against Markus's own, it felt so nice to no longer have to worry about the damn innocents, now he only had to worry about himself. The knight's body quickly gave way to the kobold's scales, his mass shrinking down to that of the other kobold's.

Germirtus had drawn markings of protection on his skin to prevent any corruption affecting him, "There..." He muttered as he drew the last one on his forehead, "That should hold back the creatures of the damned." Turning towards the entrance hall he sighed, "I'll have to inform the villagers what happened..." As he walked into the entrance, Germirtus blinked in shock as he saw all of the villagers standing in the hall already. Panic gripped the wizard, "Fair folk, you must all leave at once! There is evil magic afoot!"

But they didn't leave, instead they started to disrobe. Germirtus looked around in confusion, but after a moment the truth dawned on him and his shoulders sank in defeat. As the villagers disrobed, the markings of disguise etched on their clothes no longer touching their skin allowed them to assume their true forms. A horde of kobolds, all quite male, stood before the wizard with lustful grins. Two kobolds, Germirtus's wards could hold off, an army... there was no way. It was a rush of action as the army of kobolds rushed him and started to kiss, hump, and cum all over the elf. The wards lasted for five minutes before they fizzled out, the corrupt energy of the little dragonkin was too powerful for the wizard to hold off.

The wizard screamed out in pain as a kobold pushed him onto his knees as two more kobolds ran behind him, one pulled his pants and undergarments down before the other hopped up and mounted him. Germirtus screamed as his ass was plunged into by the lustful little creatures, his elven magic was able to hold off the energies from changing him for a while but as more and more kobolds started to mount him and squirted their disgusting spunk into him it just wasn't enough.

Once Germirtus started to change, it was obvious that elves under their natural barriers were easily susceptible to magic. His body shifted quickly into that of a kobold, it wasn't as long as Felis's was, Germirtus was another lewd kobold within a couple of minutes. He hissed out as his ass was pounded, "Yesss! Harder, harder, harder!" He cheered with his fellow brothers as a kobold slammed his cock into his ass.

The dragon saw through the eyes of the kobolds that Germirtus had given in to the change, he was sucking on another kobold's cock as he himself was rimmed by another to be prepared for another fucking.

Markus was gone, he and Felis were now in a sixty nine position sucking one another off. The dragon chuckled as his own cock grew hard, "Another legendary trio gone, soon no one will be around to attack me. I will soon become the leader of a kobold army..." He laughed as his kobold minions came over one another, "You two, come service your master." He spoke to Markus and Felis.

Both pushed one another out of the way to get to the master's cock first, it was privilege to suck from his majesty's royal cock. The dragon groaned in pleasure as the lips started to suck at his piece, "Soon... very soon..." He said as more kobolds walked into the room to report the successful transformation of the elf, it wasn't long before another group of adventurers were told of a castle with a dragon in it...