FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Lying flat on my belly in a now familiar crib, wrapped up in a warm fuzzy blanket, my head on a soft, cool pillow, with a teddy bear tucked comfortably in my arms with the worst behind me had me feeling pleasantly relaxed. I tried to tell myself that the dry, thick padding around my bottom was merely not annoying, but the truth is that the cushy garment pressed up against my front and hugging my bottom felt very calming and reassuring, saving me from having to worry about anything... except for apparently a funny feeling in my stomach and a soft but insistent female voice.

"Come on sweetie, you have to get up. We need to get some liquids into you or we're going to have to start an IV.

I groaned and picked my head up, looking left and right, the corner of the blanket stuck between my ears and over my snout hiding my eyes but not my nose. An awww came from a human female standing high up over the crib smelling strongly of a stringent chemical, definitely not the husky one almost at crib level who smelled like oil, powder and...me?

"It's best not to spook the kin by waking them up unexpectedly. This one's especially skittish if half of what I heard about a race down the hallway is true... Did you really knock miss Rabuka over?" I shook my head, working my way out of the blanket while trying to keep my padded rump covered and came face to face with the short, dark skinned woman talking about me over my head. She put an enormous bottle through the crib "and you're going to drink this all up?"

I nodded and took the bottle, putting it to my lips and suckling with what was quickly becoming practiced ease.

"Awww... she looks so adorable with a bottle and one fang sticking out like that. The juxtaposition of a big scary tooth on such a sweet little face is just so..." The tall girl wearing a striped uniform cut off in an incomprehensible squeee of delight. Apparently that triggered a memmory because her eyes widened in recognition, the effect magnified by the big round glasses she wore becausw she picked up the blanket a little to peek at my legs. Digitigrade kin weren't all that common on this planet. I'd always thought the way my fang jutted out gave me a roguish, rakish look, but apparently now it just made me even more adorable. And recognizable. "OH! That really is him isn't it. From the news? Do you think he really tried to... that girl Miss Inuri?"

I tried to growl at her but couldn't stop drinking. My tongue felt like a dried out sponge and the mixed apple berry juice rolling over my tongue felt soooo sweet.

"Rebeca! First off, it's she. Our primary purpose is getting them through their first few weeks healthy and whole, but if we can help them adjust to their new gender we do. The only reason you don't address them that way.. even go out of your way to call them that, is if doing so causes them so much stress that it makes them unmanageable. You can see in the chart you've been memorizing all night that SHE is adjusting to her new pronoun like a duck to water"

I most certainly was not! I flattened my ears and bristled my tail up, but the short human of course ignored the body language, scooped me up in her arms and started to tickle my belly. Squirming and kicking about helplessly did absolutely no good, and wagging my tail as she cooed over me with "Yes she is, yes she is!"

"Secondly it doesn't matter. It's not our jobs to punish them. They've already been punished.Their sentence is over the second they leave the vat.Thirdly.. between you and me though, not a chance. Don't believe the horror vids, kin going after human females is almost unheard of, and not even in season? Poor thing wasn't even charged with that. Just some snide insinuations from some slime-ball prosecutor..." she put a hand to her mouth. "Oh, sorry sweetie, language"

She tipped me back a bit further and rubbed my ears. I suckled and relaxed a little, then remembered the pressure in my stomach. I forced the bottle out of my mouth, fighting myself more than the caretaker.

"bahroom!" I told her with a little bit of urgency.

She held the bottle up and away, peering down. "Again hon? " she patted my thickly padded bottom. "Why don't you just go?"

I grumbled a little, blushing, tail tucked between my legs and held up 2 fingers. "OH. I see."

She stroked my black tipped ears a bit and looked to Rebeca while standing up. "Becka, hit the third cabinet on the left there with your foot." a small toilet swung out from the wall as she did so.Miss Inuri quickly and efficiently stripped off my padding with three quick motions and I was placed on the little toilet before with my legs dangling off the floor before I knew what was happening. The nurse bent down to steady my shoulder. "Usually if they have to go number 1 it's easier just to have them use their diapers... you can change them when it's good for your schedule. By the time they can tell they have to go they're probably going anyway, and settling one on the potty's going to make a mess everywhere, and they get used to it pretty quickly. Twos are a different story, especially with the fuzzy ones..."

I tried to shoo them away, but kept chatting over my head. My resolve to wait till they gave me some privacy lasted until the third long stroke of my back . I put my paws over my snout, ears flat. "All done?" I nodded, my tail hitting the back of the seat as it tried to tuck between my legs.

"We need to get you all clean.We'll stand you up, Rebecca's going to hold your paws and I'm going to wipe you front to back. You should both pay attention. Especially on girls you don't want anything back there going up there... that would be a very unpleasant introduction to girlhood. That goes doubly with a big fluffy tail like the one Rona's sporting." Rebeca knelt down, shifting as nervously as I was. I felt the nurse take a prescient hold of my tail with one hand while a COLD aloe scented wipe between my legs to wipe my rump, a pause, then a few rapid wipes inside my rump. I tried not to squirm and tuck my tail, but my body had ideas of it's own.

"swowsy" i said, mostly into Rebecca's stomach.

"It's alright sweetie." there was a pause while the smell of alcohol filled the air and I heard something crinkly being unfolded behind me. "They really don't have a lot of control over their bodies yet, they're running mostly on instinct so you can't get mad at them. Just be calm and confident and they'll fall right in line with you."

"What if you're nervous?

"Then that's when you have to be extra confident. Tailup!

I hated falling for the trick as she was demonstrating it, but my tail went right out for the diaper she was slipping over my bushy tail, pulling it, and me, left and right a bit to put it on my rump. With an "Upsadaisy" I found myself lying flat on the changing table looking up at two smiling faces bending over me. "Once you've gotten them cleaned off, slow down, take your time. This is a good chance for a bonding experience between you and the patient." she said very calmly, gently and quietly. I felt myself relaxing , my tail going back and forth in a slow swish even before she started rubbing my belly with an enormous hand.

"It's very important not to make anyone feel self conscious about the accidents.Don't ick, or make a face, or get flustered. It's very important to make this a positive experience for them. It makes them easier to handle now, and the first impression can be a surprisingly important factor in how they adjust down the road, especially with the ones that didn't chose to be girls.

I whimpered a little, but found myself successfully "shushed" with a little massage to the belly. "Exposing their stomach is a very submissive position for Kin. It shows a lot of trust. In return they expect care, comfort and safety. We're here to give them that.

She ran a hand over my ears, head, eyes and snout , cupping my chin and gently opening my maw with her thumb and slipping it in. I blushed, but couldn't stop my suckling reflex from kicking in. I tucked my tail, worried i might hurt her, but her hands were more than well calloused enough to hold up against the tiny points of my tiny little milk teeth.Her other hand stroked over my shoulder, arm, and hip before she wriggled her finger out and slipped my teddy bear into my arms, which I hugged gratefully.

"It's good to keep their hands occupied. Muzzles too if they're not going to fuss. With a boy you'd have to use a waterproof toy but you can probably get away with a plushie on a girl"

"Why's tha.. OH!" the candy striper giggled a bit into her hand. "guess we don't have to worry about that anymore"

I huffed a little, and got a pacifier put into my muzzle for my trouble. I kicked a little, fighting my body's urge to suckle and relax, but only held out for a few seconds before my lips rhythmically sucked, I felt a pleasant tingle in the crook of my arm and ankles as they went limp.She rubbed my thigh a little before picking my legs up without any resistance and sprinkled a little powder on my rump, lowered me back onto the padding and sprinkled my front, oiled me front to back along my slit, drawing out a little coo into the pacifier. I tucked my tail to myself in embarrassment, which put my diaper more or less in place to be taped in all nice and snug.

"Why thank you dear. Not that our little angel here needs it, but a little reminder that their equipment is different usually makes the former boys a little more meek and docile. Too much though and they'll start crying" she kissed me between the ears. "You've been very good though. How about if you promise to be a good girl for Rebeca, drink the rest of your babba, maybe eat a little breakfast, and I'll see if I can find your typing sphere OK?"

I could feel my heart leaping out of my chest, a warm, dopey feeling creeping over me as my tail swished back and forth. Despite a small part of my brain knowing she was younger than me, looking up at the candy striper made her seem so big, stong, and safe. She must be very good at this to get a hands on position at her age. When she put her arms out to pick me off the changing table I eagerly had my arms out and felt myself scooped waaay up in the air, giggling.

"H..She's lighter than she looks." Miss Rebeca wrapped one arm over my chest and cradled my rump with the other, pushing my padding up against my rump and front rather pleasantly. Miss Inuri didn't even look up from wiping down the changing table "She's mostly fluff, skin, and bones right now. We'll try to get some meat and muscle on her. When you've been doing this a while you can carry the bigger ones around like a crashball, for now just keep two hands on her, take a seat and I'll bring you both your stuff.

The room swung around a bit and i "wheeeed" a bit, wagging my tail as I was spun around and say in Miss Rebecca's rather expansive lap. . I saw Miss Inuri smiling and holding out a big, gray, fluffy blanket that she tucked under my chin while handing Miss Rebecca the large bottle I hadn't finished, a self heating jar of cub food and a plastic fork.

"It's fine if she nods off without the food, but make sure she finishes the bottle. She might start crying on you, it's normal. Just keep rubbing her back and she'll settle down."

I didn't need settling! As soon as Miss Rebecca brought the nipple in range I bit into it, letting it fill my maw as I drank greedily, a warm rush of the apple berry sweetness rolling over my tongue and down my throat. "Slower hon" I slowed down without thinking about and looked up at her, swishing my tail, eager for a chance to show her I was listening and was rewarded with a pet to the ears. I took a deep breathe in through my nose, testing the lovely scents of powder, laundry detergent, clean cotton, Miss Rebeca, the raspberry jam she'd had with her rye for breakfast and sighed contentedly. Snuggled up in the warm, fluffy blanket with my head resting against her relaxed and limp as the teddy bear she'd slipped back into my arms with nothing better to do than enjoy the pets and couldn't imagine being happier or more content. Even the rush of warmth between my legs seemed absolutely wonderful, providing no more interruption than a small "oh" of surprise from miss Rebeca and a redoubling of her ear petting.

The bottle emptied eventually and I was sat up a little and asked "Do you want to try eating something?" breaking me out of my revelry. I didn't WANT to like this. Being stuck in a prison would be one thing, or even just this body, even if it could be constrained by a young girl. But for a second there I wanted to be a good little girl, held, comforted and cared for more than anything. You could have promised me a trip back into the vat and my boyhood back and I would have just sat there and.. and..No. no no i was NOT going to like this!

I didn't realize i was crying, sobs escaping my muzzle until I heard the girl trying to shush me . "Oh, did you notice you wet?" I shook my head no, yes, taking a deep breath and trying to spit out a coherent answer only to let out an ear piercing yowl that reverberated off of the windows. She winced, and would have flattened her ears if they allowed it, but had to settle for rubbing my back, just over my tail, barely shifting her wrist up and down with and against the grain of my fur while nervously trying to shush me. The yowl ended, I took in another breath in in in and....the hand went up and down, up and down. My breath caught in my throat. she stroked up, and i exhaled, feeling the anger and frustration drain out of me. I kicked and squirmed, I WANTED to be mad, to howl, to scream, even crying like a baby was better than feeling so drained, and empty but I couldn't make myself feel that way. I slumped against her, ears flat, a pleasant tingle going up my spine and whimpered, putting the back of my hand clumsily across my now runny nose.

"Feel better?"

I sniffed a nose full of runny snot and nodded. I didn't want to but I truly did feel a lot better after that.

"How about we try some..." hmmmm she unscrewed the bottle, fumbled a bit with it and put the cap on the bottom to activate it , then tapped it a few times before the smell of pork started to fill the air. "Pork chops it looks like. Mmmm.. that does smell good" My tail wagged, and i leaned over as far as I could towards the jar without falling out of her lap. The fork full of synthpork tasted every bit as delicious as it's scent promised, getting two quick bites from my milk teeth before swallowing.

"Oh come on, I just learned the Heimlich last week. Are you going to give me a test? Chew or I can't give you anymore"

I flattened my ears and tried to tuck my tail, barely resisting the urge to lick the last bit of sauce off my muzzle. She fished around for the smallest piece she could find and forked it to me, looking at me sternly as i chewed until it was well past mush and swallowed.

"You two getting along ok? I heard you yelling from across the floor. OOO you're a mess" Miss Inuri came in holding a cup of coffee in one hand and a cup of hot cocoa in the other. She put them down on the counter, putting a handkerchief to my nose "Blow sweetie". I gave a rather unmelodious toot and wound up with snot dripping down my face, which the nurse whipped up.

"Ewww..."

"Welcome to Nursing sweetie. What got the little one so worked up? Did she wet?"

I huffed and reached out for the nurses pocket, where I could see the bulge of the typing sphere. She took my hand by the wrist and put it up to my tail and made me pet it a few times without even looking down. I was NOT going to hug my own.. tail. Mmm. It was very soft, and bushy and felt so soft under my paw.

"... that won't work with the really unruly ones but it will if they're being a little bit naughty." Miss Inuri put her hands on her hips and looked at me. "it will help them settle down. Now, you can't type and eat at the same time without getting more food on your mouth than in it. Sit back, relax, and then you can tell us all about it ok?" I leaned forward for the next morsel Miss Rebeca was readying a fork while trying to unsteadily balance me on her knee when I reached for it, and wound up poking it into my chin twice before getting it into my mouth. I huffed and looked up at her.

"I'm new at this and you're not making it easier. Lie back like she said" I huffed, but she pet my tail a little and let her lean me back against her. I reached just my muzzle out for the next bite, and it only took two tries. "Still a moving target , just let me do this OK?" I wriggled a bit, mostly to move my tail to a more comfortable position and held still, mostly, just letting her take care of everything and not trying to help. The feeding went much faster , with less mess and I concentrated on enjoying the savory flavor rather than trying to inhale it.

"That's a good girl. Both of you. Give her ears a pet for a reward, she seems to like that.

Miss Rebeka put the fork in the now empty jar with a clink and started to stroke my ears before I could finish chewing and object. I didn't want.. that.. wonderful sensation of a warm hand working over the small stiff fur of the ears. With a warm belly pleasantly full of breakfast I slumped up against her and sighed contentedly. Looking up at the reflection in her glasses I saw a happy, smiling, baby vixen with a snout full of baby food and two golden eyes filled with love beaming up at her wonderful caretaker. The candy striper looked down, awwed, and Eskimo kissed me heedless of the goop on my muzzle left over from breakfast.

"Welcome to nursing, you're going to do fine here"