FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

By Cimmaron Spirit

**WARNING: Contains transformation, hyper cocks and balls, multiple orgasms, excessive semen, mind control, costumes and really bad attempts to write a terrible German accent. But... if I didn't do so good at writing a bad thing, does that mean I did good? Hmmm... BAH, no philosophizing in the warning section! Enjoy! **

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A frigid gust of a winter storm blew through the small apartment as the door quickly opened and slammed shut, with an almost indistinguishable figure in a parka, heavy snow boots, scarf and toque clutching several bags in gloved hands.

"Holy Hell, its fucking freezing out there!" he muffled through his scarf, before setting the plastic bags down with a thunk. The recently arrived male shivered for added effect, before starting to undress.

"Oh shut up Craig! It's only minus 25 out there. A balmy day! Fucking beautiful out!" another voice shouted from the other side of the house.

Craig finally managed to get out of this winter clothing, hanging the snowy and wet clothing on the conveniently located hook by the door. "Just because your Canadian doesn't mean that I have to like it Jason," he shouted back.

From the other room Jason started laughing, then started swearing profusely. "That fucker! No way he could have no-scoped me across the fucking map!"

Craig at last was undressed and picked up the groceries and made his way to put them away. In the plastic bags was the food of the two college students would be surviving on for the rest of the weekend, and possibly into next week if the weather continued to be this crappy. College may not be closed, but that didn't mean they didn't have to go if they could think of enough good reasons. Most likely a cold or something

As Jason continued swearing at the TV and his console game, Craig finished putting away the food, mostly just beer, boxed macaroni and cheese, and Cup-A-Soup: the bachelor college student essentials.

Finishing up, Craig grabbed a couple bottles of beer and walked into the living room of their shared house, where a PlayStation 4 and Xbox One sat hooked up to a 52 inch flat screen TV. He flopped himself on the couch near the increasingly angry Jason and opened his beer, drinking half of it in a gulp.

When the screen flashed red and the camera went on its side, Jason threw down the controller and headset. "Fucking kid! Fucking camping right in front of the spawn! Fuck!" He continued shouting as the match ended, with his team on the losing side.

"You know, for how much you play that, you would be better I would think," Craig jabbed sardonically, taking another pull from his beer.

Jason grabbed the second bottle, turning to glare at Craig. "Oh, and you think you'd do much better?"

Craig was about to answer when the doorbell rang, startling the two young adults. The both looked over, before turning back and quickly rock-paper-scissoring who would go. Jason went for scissors and Craig clinched his fist in a rock.

"Goddamnit," Jason scowled, pushing himself off the couch. Craig only smirked as he settled into the sofa while his roomie went to answer the door. Craig took a quick look at Jason, admiring for a moment the cute guy, before snapping around again. Craig honestly didn't know if Jason was gay, but he really didn't want to ask. No better way to screw up a friendship than that question.

But he was so hot... a twink like lithe, flat figure that flaunted and taunted him... but he wasn't gay. He only looked at straight porn. His laptop showed that...

"Hey Craig!" Jason shouted as he walked back from the door. "Did you order a package?"

Craig turned around to see his roomie holding a large box with quite a few stickers on it. "I didn't..."

Jason turned it over to the shipping address. "DCrest's Costume Shoppe... Never heard of them. But it is addressed here. But why costumes?"

Craig shrugged, before standing up. "What's inside?"

Jason frowned. "I dunno if we should be opening it. Might as well return it..."

"Nah, we can just tape it later. What's inside?"

Jason shrugged before opening the package, and he picked up the costume inside. "It's a... Doberman?"

Craig raised an eyebrow. "Okay, you're not a furry, are you?"

"Fuck no! Are you?"

"Take a guess."

"Well, you are gay..."

Craig flipped Jason the bird, and they both laughed. "Okay, we'll return it later then.

Craig nodded and sat back on the couch again, and a moment later Jason joined him. "Now where were we?"

"How bad you are at this game," Craig stated.

Jason scowled, his anger returning in an instant. "Fuck off! I'm better than you!

"Fine, let's settle it," Craig chuckled, picking up a controller. "Though, why don't we raise the stakes? Best two out of three, and the loser has to wear the costume all night."

Jason snorted. "Fine, deal." The two shook on it, and the battle began.

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Craig groaned as he looked at the box in front of him, held up by his roommate.

"A deal is a deal. You lost the bet, so you got to put this on," Jason grinned, making Craig want to punch him right in the face.

"Fucking cheater," Craig snarled. No way you could no-scope me across the map..."

"Whatever, you lost. Go put it on."

Craig snatched the package from Jason's hand, and walked to his room. "Be right back then. Fucker."

Jason's laughter was silenced by the more forceful than necessary slamming of the bedroom door, while Craig tossed the box on his bed. He groaned to himself as he looked at the box, and the fancy scribbles that said "DCrest's Costume Shoppe" on the side. How the hell did that costume even end up here?

Sighing, Craig opened the box to see the black and brown suit inside, which he gingerly pulled out. It looked bulkier than it felt, most likely with a lot of fake muscles or something on it, which raised a few more questions. He looked around the suit which seemed to be made of a faux fur, before noticing a paper note stuck to it.

DCrest Costume Shoppe Muscle Doberman Suit: Size XXXXHOT!

Impress your friends! Astound your colleagues! Surprise your mother! All with this high quality, low cost costume. It will feel like you have nothing on, even though you do!

WARNING: The Surgeon General has determined that this suit will make Halloween, parties, Furry Conventions and random days wearing this 115% more AWESOME and increase your personal attractiveness by a factor of a billion.*

*Note: not an actual warning by the Surgeon General.

Craig rolled his eyes at the silly note, before turning back to the suit. He pulled down the zipper at the front, and quickly shimmied his legs into it, before pulling it up over his shoulders, the thick padding somewhat impeding the process. With that done, he pushed his arms in, his fingers each finding their spot on the costume hand. The head was attached to the rest of the costume, so it easily fit right over his head.

With a grunt, Craig bent his overly padded arms over the equally padded chest to reach the zipper, which easily slid up to the top. With that, Craig sighed, and sat down on his bed.

He shuddered at a slight tingling ran through his body, but didn't think nothing much of it. He glanced at the full size mirror on the opposite side of the room to see a goofy cartoonish face looking back. Craig shook his head and snorted, blinking. But... wait... He looked back at the mirror. Blinked? No... did this costume just... blink? No, he blinked... this costume can't...

Craig's eyes went wide, as did the eyes on the costume, the ears laying down in fear and the muzzle twitching in shock.

"Vhat de vell!" he cried out, clasping his hands over muzzle that moved as he spoke. Did he... did he just speak in a German accent? A terrible one at that?

Craig stated panting heavily, panic overwhelming him. He tried not to cry out, and slowly he managed to get himself back under control.

"I... I vust dake dis ooff," he muttered, trying to reach back to the zipper. "Ja, dat es vall I dave do do." But... what now? That padding on his arms and chest... it was soft before, but now it was rock hard, like muscle. But how?

The feeling of those new, massive arms over his chest made the new over muscle Doberman shudder, that tingling sensation returning. It was at this point that Craig glanced down to see that, unbeknownst to him, his groin had a lot of padding... padding that now felt rather constrained, hard and heavy...

"Vid I vust gut ah newv, vig Schwanz?" Craig muttered, trying to reach down. But his arms that couldn't reach to where his zipper was now firmly implanted between his massive pecs couldn't reach down there either. Not that he needed to, as an unseen hole in the costume plumped out and opened up like a sheathe, and out came a massive canine dong, with a knot that was as wide as the new canine's bulked up torso. The massive red rocket that now towered above Craig's head was paired with a heavy pair of balls that took the opportunity to fill out even more, now hanging and sloshing from Craig's crotch like an oversized pair of wreaking balls.

The tip of the massive cock was already drooling a thick, clear and musky fluid, slowly dribbling over the sensitive flesh. Craig shuddered as the pre caressed and massaged him like gooey hands, making his cock pulse and shudder. The transformed Doberman whimpered and panted as the heat focused on his groin, and the think, potent musk that seemed to pouring off him went through him like a forest fire, fueling a desire deep inside Craig that he didn't know he had.

Without even trying, his body quickly hit an orgasm, the shocked and confused male gasped and whimpered as his entire body started to spasm and his cock and balls surged up and out. Gallons of fresh, hot and musky scented cum shot out, soaking the entire wall, roof, floor and everything in front of him in his male essence. The massive canine shlong continued to jerk, trying to eject every last bit of seed it could from the massive balls below him, and eventually the flood subsided, though didn't stop entirely.

But, much to Craig's surprise, that orgasm wasn't the mind-blowing thing he though having a cock half the size of his body, and balls that nearly dragged on the floor would have. He should have been in a comatose state now, not just... standing there in a pool of his own spooge.

"Vat... vas a veird fing," he muttered, before he walked over to the door. "Mayve Jason cun velp."

Before he even took two steps, his balls were already churning, and his cock shot another load almost as big as the first, splattering everything in front of him, including his bed, dresser and the door in even more seed.

Craig paused as he came a second time. Could he seriously consider talking to Jason about this? His roommate was most likely back on his game, shouting at some kid half way around the world for something or another. What would he think seeing an insanely buff, massively hung, extremely rank, funny talking dog man walking out of the room?

Craig growled and turned around, the sudden swing making his over-productive genitals once again shoot off, this time drowning everything on the third side of his room in even more thick, reeking male spunk.

"Vuck!" he cried out, before he started shouting random German curses as they appeared in his mind. He had to do something, but he couldn't leave this room. He had to get help, but what good would that be? What they hell can he do?

A loud knock to the door made Craig stiffen, and his cock shoot yet a forth loud, adding to the mess already in the room.

"What the hell are you doing in their Craig?" came the muffled voice on the other side of the door.

"Scheisse!"

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Jason knocked on the door again. Craig had been in there for almost an hour now. It shouldn't have taken that long to put on that stupid costume. What was he doing in there? Did he decide not to put it on, or did he just forget to come out again? Craig had that habit of just walking somewhere, forgetting what he had to do, and then going off to do something else, so Jason didn't put it past Craig for that to happen.

But how could he forget not putting on a costume?

"Craig! What are you doing?" Jason shouted, banging on the door again.

"I... Ja, ja , I vad some... diviculty vutting on das Kostüm," came the voice from the other side.

"Uhh... Craig, why are you speaking in German?"

There was a slap, and a whimper on the other side of the door.

Jason groaned, and turned around. AS he did so, his foot splashed into something warm, sticky and gooey. He looked down and gasped to see a pool of white flood seeping out from the other side of the door. It had a stench that screamed male, and nearly made Jason gag.

"What the fuck are you doing Craig?" Jason shouted, coughing as he did his best not to inhale the musk. "I'm coming in there..."

"Nein! Nein, nein!" Craig shouted in panic on the other side of the door.

Jason paid no head and forced open the door, only to come face to face with a massive canine cock attached to a ridiculously massive brown furred anthropomorphic Doberman who looked like he was in a state of panic.

Before Jason could say anything, the dick facing him suddenly shuddered, and a massive shot of pure white semen hit the young man square in the face, making Jason sputter as the potent seed drenched him from head to foot.

Jason managed to wipe most of it out of his face, before staring at the canine that could only have been Craig.

"I...I von't vink ve can return ze costume..."

Jason stared at the figure before him, before turning away, blushing. That simple act was enough to make Craig's cock shoot yet another load, adding to the flood that was pouring from his musk and semen filled heaven. Craig moaned softly, but the massive red member was still hard, and still dripping cum at a mind boggling rate.

"I... I think you look really hot," Jason said, looking back Craig, who gasped as his cock yet again spurted more doggie seed at the attention. As he turned his head, Jason noticed something in box the costume came in, which he grabbed. When he got a better look at it, he paused as he noticed it was a collar, with a small note on it.

DCrest Costume Shoppe Canine Control Collar

Is your new well endowed and massive muscle puppy being naughty (and we mean NAUGHTY)?

Slip our patented voice command collar around his neck, and give him any command you want, and he will follow!

Jason looked at the collar, then up to the Doberman Craig, before flashing a grin.

"Vat...vat is dat?" he said, cocking an eyebrow at the collar in his hand.

"The last, best accessory you need," Jason grinned, before he jumped to straddle the massive cock attached to his roommate, and quickly latching the collar around his neck.

"Vason... Nein, von't do zat...vould...vould you vull down zee zipper?" Craig asked, before combination of something sitting on his cock and the click of the collar made him gasp, and spooge another time.

Jason chuckled, before reaching up to stroke the muscle dog man's massive pec's. "Flex for me."

"Vat? Vat are you voing?" Craig asked, but his arms automatically rose, and with a simple movement, the biceps bulged even larger, thick veins popping up against the black and brown fur. The movement was enough to force his cock to, once again, shoot another load of never ending spunk.

"Flex," the human commanded. Again every muscle hardened and bulged, though Craig was trying to fight it.

"Vat? Nein!" Craig cried out, as his body betrayed him, going into different body builder poses that he wasn't controlling, cumming the entire time.

"Flex."

"Nein!" Craig cried again, only to reflex and cum regardless.

Jason groaned as he felt every fur covered muscle hardening on the canine with his simple command. He looked up and flashed a grin to Craig, who only could look on horror as his body did whatever Jason told it to do.

"Sit, boy," Jason ordered, and with a heavy thump, Craig was now on the floor, though with the smaller male still riding the massive cock, which, like every time he moved since putting on the costume resulted in yet another orgasm.

"Vason! Halt!" Craig cried out.

"Quiet boy," Jason commanded, and the canine's mouth snapped close, not allowing him to speak.

"For the past couple years I could see you eying me whenever you thought I wasn't looking. You wanted me? Why didn't you just say something?"

Craig looked at Jason in shock at the sudden revelation, and Jason laughed at the confused, silenced canine muscle man, whose cock he was straddling and grinding his own hardening member on.

"You thought I was straight, didn't you? Just because I didn't act gay, or look at the gay porn?" Jason laughed again. "I'm bi, you silly puppy. But let's make up for some lost time, don't we?"

Craig whimpered a bit as Jason tore of his cum soaked clothes, showing off the thin body he so wanted before. Just seeing the flat, hairless stomach was enough to make Craig cum for the thirteenth time that afternoon.

"Oh, I think we are going to have some fun..."

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Craig whimpered and sighed as he was on his hands and knees, using his long canine tongue to lick up all the seed that had filled the apartment. Jason's control over him through that collar was, well... degrading. Here he was, now so massive and muscular and well hung that he barely could walk, much less crawl, and cleaning up the mess that his cock and balls were constantly adding to.

It wasn't that much for him. Sure, each orgasm after he put on the suit would make him moan out and relax a bit with each ejaculation, but now, days later, it was... well, routine.

And, though Craig hated to admit it... he was starting to enjoy it. Jason promised to get him out of the suit after the snow storm was over, but... Craig was starting to think he didn't want to...

Was that Jason trying to twist his mind? Or was he really getting into it.

"Get working boy! Your adding more to the mess already!"

The sound of Jason's voice alone was enough to make Craig cum now, and, just like Jason said, even more white seed was added to the mess he had to clean up.

Jason looked up from his game, and grinned. "Good boy. We might even play some more when your done that." Craig, unable to speak, could only whimper as he came yet again.

Jason chuckled to himself, before picking up his cell-phone, and dialing a number.

"Hello, DCrest Costume Shoppe? Hi, I'd like to place an order for more of your Muscle Furry suits?"