FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Note: Welcoming the new comers to the series. An ancient cat. Slight erotic (and disturbing) content, viewers be advised.

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"What are we having today?" Hals radioed, standing next to the telephone stands.

"2 gunmen, 1 sniper on the roof and 4 kelvar armed machine gunners," says Ellion through the radio, "resources say they are bringing a cursed corpse way from Egypt, and try to resurrect it in the middle of the city."

"No shit," Hals responded, "are we looking at somekind of TV show coming up? Cause this is really stupid."

And it may sound as it is. Few days ago, Hals was called by Ellion to help investigate a mysterious cult operations, where they have transported a corpse back from Egypt. It was sourced that the corpse belongs to a demi-god, who was never named, but only brought deceases, firestorm and draugth to the city. Following the citizen's believe, mostly driven by the shamans, the details was not known, but they torched it alive on an altar.

"You believe all that shit?" said Hals in annoyance.

"Be my guess, Hals," said Ellion, using her binocular through the apartment window, "there's... somekind of cult going on in there.."

"Oh yeah?" Hals responded, "are they dressed in gold? doing belly dance around an altar?"

"Not funny Hals," Ellion, "they are more like moving downstairs to the basement, "I can't see them anymore."

The cultists had brought the sacrhopahgus into an old apartment building in the city. The building was abandoned long ago due to a fire, though recently was reported seeing activity of people going in and out, moving large objects and medium ones. Though some reported of disturbance and weird chanting at night, police department however, doesn't give a damn.

"We need to go down and investigate," radioed Ellion through the walkie talkie, "I don't know what they are doing, but that sapharugus SHOULD be locked up in a museum."

"It's personal property," said Hals, "you get it from Egypt, it can be a soulvenier."

"Soulvenier my ass, Hals," barked Ellion, "we are going in, silently. The night will cover our ground."

"Jeez, what am I now? Indiana Jones?" said Hals sarcastically.

"You can be," said Ellion, "but you seriously lack the brain."

"Fuck you.."

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Moving under the moonlight, they rushed across the street, and take down the guards in front. Slowly, they went in the apartment, killing two more guards on the way and one more kelvar armored gunmen around the corner, twisting the neck.

"Did you hear that?"

"Yea, seems like they are chanting something," said Hals.

"Get down," said Ellion. Both of them dropped to the floor, as a man holding a gold decorated knife passes by the corner, missing them at corner eyes.

"What was that?" whispered Ellion.

"Let me guess," said Hals, "someone is to be sacrificed to make the demi-god rebirth."

They soon came to the basement, hiding behind a cupboard as they observed the entire scene played out.

The cultist, dressed in black and gold surround an altar as they chant in unknown language. Above the altar, lies the corpse of the demi-god. It was burned to dark as it was mummified as well. They can't make out what it looks like when it was alive. Then, one of them, probably the shaman, took up the golden blade, cut himself at his palm and let the blood dripped into a bowl, chanting aloud. Ellion shivers at the sight of it. The shaman then take the bowl and pour the blood into the corpse's opening mouth.

"crap, I can't take it.. any.." Ellion rushes off upstairs, probably going to vomit.

"This is getting interesting," said Hals, "atleast no sacrifice.."

What happens next, is something he never seen before, and never would have guessed. The cultist soon unwrap the mummy, revealing its thoroughly burned body. Three persons were brought in, as they line across the corpse, naked. Three of them have a horrified face, Hals could tell they didn't sign up for this volunteerily.

Then at the shaman's command, the three seemed to have been mind controlled, as expression of theirs went total blank.

The first one stepped up, climbed up the altars and positioned himself above the corpse.

Hals raised an eyebrow, mouth gapping, "that position, you gotta be fucking kiddin me..."

"With these seeds we gives, and the soul we sacrifice, let this bring anew, a new birth to you!.." chanted the shaman in english.

Then, the first naked man pushed his dick into the corpse, fucking it. It was a disturbing sight, even for the serial rappist Hals.

"Shit..."

The first name seemed to reach its climax, ejaculated into the corpse, screaming as his body soon began to burn.

"What the f-.." Hals whispered.

The man's soul was pulled out of the body, and sucked right into the corpse's mouth. The chanting became louder. And on the signal, the second man came forth, and did the same thing as the first did. His soul was sucked into the corpse as well. But this time, the corpse's flesh seemed to returning. Black colored blood started dripping out of the corpse and down to the altar. The arms began to vibrate, struggling to gain strength. Then came the third one, he did the same. And this time, the corpse's skin began to form. And seems to him, it looks like a feral, because it has tail, just lack the fur.

"Noo, " shouted the shaman, " we need more sacrifice, it is not enough! Bring me more soul!"

Hals noticed the group began to dispatch, and he knew he had to run. "Ellion," he radioed, "the group's dispatching, I am coming up. Don't come back in!"

Suddenly, as he turned around, he was whacked in the face by one of the cultist. His world gone dark and his conscious was lost.

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He don't know how long as the time passes while he lay unconscious, but he knows when he woke up, he was naked, and his arms were chained at the back.

The cultists lifted him up from the ground forcefully, as the shaman observes, "you little thief, think you could come barging in? well, your desire to witness the rebirth of death god Ves is admirable, for now I will reward you the chance to feel her, and your soul to be one with her... you will admire her, and you will give your life for her..."

As he speaks, his vision began to blurr, is he mind controlling him? Is this for real?

He tried to fight through the chanting and the voices in his head, but it seems he lost.

"Now go, claim your prices, and be one with Ves, for she will be rebirth today!"

On the signal, his body moves by itself, clumsily, he climbed onto the altar. The light was blinding, and the chanting was confusing him, there seems to be a barrier inside his head, blocking his feeling and senses. His arms grabbed the waists of the creature, and as he positioned his manhood at the opening. He couldn't stop himself, but he could only thankful that at least at his last sex, he's fucking a fleshy pussy, not some dried up burned hole.

The chanting made him arouse quick, and he plunged his dick inside, pushing all the way in. The pussy was tight, and he could feel the muscle clenching down on his shaft. It was wet. But his body is still not under his control, he pulled out and pushed in, increasing the pace, the altar's stone started loosening. Suddenly, he felt a surge of wild power rousing inside him, and he soon looses his grip of his humanity, transforming into a werewolf out of conscious. The chanting stopped as they were shocked.

"What the ... how is he doing that?"

"That is not in the description," said the Shaman, "we brought a cursed soul! No no no no..."

Suddenly, the creature in front of him squirmed, and shrieked in a horrible noise, its hands scratches the altar as his dick pushed in. He could hear the cultists around him shocked in awe.

"It's... its coming back alive!" shouted the shaman.

He couldn't hold it anymore, his inner beasts take over, pumping his load into the demi-god in front of him, howling as he's did. The creature soon started to grow its fur at an amazing speed, covering in dark black and purple striped fur. It was as soft as a baby fur. Its two breasts started to form, and getting bigger as he pumps in his load.

With the chanting stopped, Hals began to regain his senses. And seeing him fucking the corpse, now looked like a humanoid cat, he knew, what's coming next is losing his soul.

The demi-god screamed in high pitch, and the entire room's candles went off in a blink of an eye. The altar's surface began to glow in dark purple, as the beast moves and pur in seducing way. It lifted its upper body up, slowing facing Hals in the face.

"Oh, shit," said Hals, forgetting his penis is still penetrate deep inside the beast's pussy, as he came eye to eyes with it. Its bright blue, cat eyes stares at him, and he could hear himself screaming along with thousand souls which it consumed. The cultists all kneel down, placing their head on the floor.

Hals could feel his own strength depleting, his soul was slowly sucking in as the demi-god opens her mouth.

"You're a cursed..." she says, "what is your name, mortal."

"Urrmmmm.... Hals McCartey? Yeah, that's me," said Hals, partially in fear and shock.

"Well, Hals McCartey," she said, "it seems that you brought me back to life. For that I must thank you..."

She looked down, and Hals follows. To his shock, his dick is still inside her.

"Oh, yeah, about that, sorry, I will be on my way now," he pulled his dick out, and she moaned in her soft, seducing feminine voice. Hals got the floor, but was stopped by the shaman.

"Wait, how come your soul is not taken," said the shaman, turning to the demi-god, "my dear Ves, your last offers was not accepted, we pleaded your forgiveness for our mistakes."

"and for you," the shaman then turned to Hals, "you failed to serve your purpose, your soul is tained, I shall release you from your mortal vessel!"

Finishing his sentence, the shaman lifted the gold dagger in his hands, attempting to kill Hals. But just before he could strike, the demi-god casts a spell on him. The shaman screams in pain, as his body was rotting, his arms dropped, dislocating from his body. It was a gruesome sight, happening inches before Hals. The cultists screamed as they ran off, toppling over tables and books, escaping to the upper floor.

Hals tried to follow, being the last one on the line. But his path was blocked by a magic barrier, causing him to ramp into it painfully.

"Arggh... my nose," Hals, in his werewolf form toppled back, dropping on the floor.

The demi-god laughed playfully, now dropping down from the altar, walking towards him.

"That was a good awakening," the demi-god said, "it's been years since I had such a good enjoyment."

Picking himself up, Hals bows in polite, "you're too kind."

She walked around him, naked as she is seducing. Her black fur with purple stripe beamed in the dark, and her breasts bounce as she walks.

"Tell me, mortal creature," she hugged him from behind, warping her arms around his neck, pressing her soft boobs on his back, "how many years had passed since I was burnt and buried?"

"urrrh... that you might wanna ask him," he pointed at the dead shaman on the floor.

"Pity," said the demi-god, "no worries." She walks over, and sucked the life force out of the shaman. Hals could hear a scream as the spirit gone into her mouth. It was frigthening.

"I see," said the demi-god after a pause, "its been too long, the civilization has changed too much, and this is not Egypt."

"Yep," Hals answered.

The demi-god then walks towards him seducingly. Her eyes fixed on him, with a naughty expression.

"Well, my goddess," said Hals playfully, his nature kicking in, "I don't think I know your name."

"My name is Ves the Death God," said her, "My arrival brings pain and suffering towards the people, and so Anubis decided to bind me, and let the people burnt me alive."

"Ves... kind of a sad story," said Hals.

"Yes, I presume it was necessary, due to my playful immature, I used too much of my powers, and the god decided to send me to slumber for thousands of years to come."

"And then you're resurrected today..." said Hals.

"Yes," said Ves, "it seems our meeting is destined."

Hals can't help but laughed, "sure, having a sexy beautiful demi-god as company, anyone would be thrilled."

The demi-god laughed, "so.... since you're the one brought me to life. I owe my life to you. My powers is yours to command."

Hals gave it a thought, "in that case, welcome to the team. I got a place downtown, and I think you will fit in well."

"Anything is most welcome," said Ves.

"You might wanna grab something to wear when we get out," said Hals as he began to dress. Ves looked around, and saw the red cloth they used to decorate the altar. She pulled it off, and wrap it around herself.

"Very resourceful," said Hals as he raised an eyebrow.

Removing the magic barrier blocking the stairway, Ves then follows Hals onto the stairs.

"There's someone I want you to meet," said Hals.

"Who?"

"My crime fighting partner, she's a bit too serious but I hope you hold your power back," said Hals.

"I will attack, and moves according to what you ordered then," said Ves.

"Very good," said Hals, turning to his radio, "Ellion, Ellion, come in."

"Yes? Everything okay down there? all the cultists ran out screaming, what's wrong?"

"Well, long story, tell you later. Heads up, I am coming out not alone."

"What? with who?"

"A demi-god."

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The END

Note: Okay, it seems that fucking a corpse is simply too over doing it. So, yeah, as much as I initially thought it was.... special and erotically wrong, it was a bit disturbing instead. SO, I skipped the details. All you have in the end, is the story. And you could say, Hals McCarty's group is getting larger and larger by the chapt.

The group now have Ellion the werewolf detective, Lesea the Vampire, Xyan'hie the Siren, and a newcomer, Ves the Demi-God (damn!)