FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

"I can't believe I'm doing this" Bolt mumbles to himself as his nose followed the furred form of Mittens stomach until it pumped against the silky black fur of her sheath. The cat couldn't help but shiver when she felt the canines warm breathe against her neither regions. Her heart was racing. Bolt's heart was too. He looked up to her who flashed him an encouraging smirk with earnest consideration. "Is this really happening?" she thought to herself.

Bolt wondered the same. Yet, the white canine decided to go with it, letting whatever primal desires that drove him take control.

He carefully slipped out his tongue, letting it brush over her silky black fur until it rubbed against the warm meaty surface of her exposed tip. The taste surprised and intrigued him, and the feline above him let a murr escape as she instinctively mounted the snow-white dog from the front, firm front paws slipping around his sides for increased leverage.

Her growing tip, slick with desire, brushed against the canine's warm muzzle. Bolt was about to turn away, but once again, desire grabbed him and instead his tongue slipped out again to engulf that pulsing warm member he found so irresistible. Female pheromones rushed through his body and he could already feel a warm wetness spreading between his legs again. Whatever the transformation had done to him, it wasn't just his body it had changed.

Both disgusted and astonished with his own behavior, Bolt continued his delicate licking until that barbed, pulsing feline member found its way into his warm muzzle. The cat thrust forward, her growing meat sliding almost completely into the surprised canine muzzle.

"Whatever you're doing ... keep it up" she begged with a sheeping grin, her mind lost in a daze of desire.

Bolt couldn't very well answer with his mouthful. Nor could he do much else than sucking as Mittens had started shoving her new equipment into his mouth, her front legs wrapped over his shoulders, hugging his front. The taste was quite overwhelming and Bolt couldn't decide if he liked the musky, meaty flavor or not. Her feline cock had a barbed, interesting texture that wasn't completely unpleasant in his mouth. Not that he had much choice. The feline thrust again, forcing more of herself into him, another delicate murr gracing her mouth.

Mittens was just as lost in primal passion as Bolt was. A couple of minutes ago, she and her canine friend has effectively swapped genders, and now she was slamming herself into him. Or her. Or whatever. Not even in her wildest imagination could she have pictured doing something like this, or enjoying it for that matter. What surprised her even more was that the former male dog below her seemed to enjoy himself just as much. Perhaps even more, if the enthusiastic way he sucked her throbbing penis was any indication.

"Watch the teeth please", she warned as she felt her engorged cock slide deeper into the white shepherds muzzle, behind those sharp incisors.

Bolt's strong canid tongue circled around the red meat with flexibility and skill he didn't know he had, guiding it into his muzzle, coating the slick tip with saliva and her abundant pre-cum. Some of the hot liquids leaked down the corners of his mouth, leaving traces of moisture in his cheekfur. He didn't care. Instead he flatted his ears and muzzled closer between the cat's legs, enthusiastically swallowing inch after inch until he could feel her barbed girth down his throat.

"Dog, you're a pro" Mittens commented. Bolt blushed but didn't care. This was so wrong. He knew it and he couldn't help it. His entire body was out of his control now. He couldn't even stop his tail from swishing conspicuously behind him in signalization of his eagerness.

The wagging spread his excited scent to Mittens who got an idea. Her mischievous coal black paw traced its way down Bolt's slender back and pressed down under her canine lover's tail. She rubbed her paw against the warm wetness she knew she'd find there. She could sense his entire body responding, a shiver of tension washing through his strong frame and his newly acquired femhood clenched around her. She rubbed him with infinite gentleness, smiling to herself as he lifted his tail, allowing her paw better access. Her delicate furry digits slipped inside the smooth inward curve of his sex, rubbing against the pink, soft flesh and moist pristine white fur where his penis and testes once were, causing more shivers from Bolt. With a look of mischief, the cat slipped another furry finger into his other, infinitely tighter hole slightly above.

Unable to protest, Bolt's eyes widened when she felt the feline slip a finger into the tight passage of his rump, rubbing against the sensitive, silky skin of his tailhole, probing against those intimate, unexplored places deep inside of him. Whimpering through his teeth, Bolt was brought to a sudden climax but kept on sucking. He could feel his hot juices running down the snowy white fur of his legs. He could hear her mumbling something about him being a "good girl", sex-induced words gasped between those rhythmic thrusts. Normally he would have felt humiliated. Now it only made him hotter, spiking his fervent lust.

Losing herself to instinct, Mittens started humping him vigorously, her slick cock sliding in and out of his muzzle faster than he could suck it. Bolt closed his eyes. He wanted to gag, but instead he opened wider to accommodate for the girth. His jaw ached.

Suddenly and irrepressibly, her sticky salty load exploded in his muzzle. The cat humped forward forcing it into Bolt's mouth again, squirting her copious load into his throat. Bolt's muzzle soon filled up and he tried to spit her out. However, the cat hugged his body tight and only shoved her meat deeper into his muzzle while enjoying the waves of orgasm. He had no choice but to swallow, letting the copious load fill his throat and belly. Ropes of cum spilled down with the canine's hasty gulps and he could feel the warm seed accumulating in his stomach.

After several seconds of intense climax, the cat dismounted the sticky canine and sank down from Bolt and rolled over on the wooden floor, exhausted, her throbbing meat springing free, spraying some remains of white cum on the poor dog's nose and face. Bolt couched, spitting out the overflow of cum he hadn't had time to gulp down. He wasn't used with such a rush treatment. Especially not from Mittens.

Reality started coming back to him now. He brushed some remains of her seed of his muzzle with a paw and looked at the downed cat stretched out on the floor in front of him, wondering just what the heck just happened. A range of ambivalent feelings struck him, embarrassment, shock, shame, and before Mittens could say anything, he stormed out of the room.

Mittens looked up just in time to see the shepherd's flushy tail disappear behind the door. It was enough to make her heart sink.

"Bolt wait! I'm sorry!"

Pleasure and temptation had released its grip of her mind and she could now think clearly - and she felt awful about the whole thing. What has going to happen next? Would Bolt never talk to her again? Anxious thoughts crowded her worried mind. Mittens got up and ran after him, determined to make things right.