FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

"Heyo." Alex announced himself, half-heartedly, as he entered the room. He'd just come off his workday and found his friends having a quiet chat at the kitchen table. Lorrie gave him a little wave while, at hearing his voice, Wynne gasped, her ears perking up.

"Oo! Oo!Alex! Wanna see something neat?" The lemur bounced in her seat before turning to look at him, her face lighting up once she saw he was wearing a skirt. "Ohh..." she clasped her hands together against her chest, pleading with a big smile, "...say yes?"

"Uhh..." Alex hesitated, looking to Lorrie for guidance. Wynne's 'neat' things were generally harmless, but sometimes came paired with recovery time. Mandatory, in a few cases. The panda simply offered a shrug, and a look that said 'might as well'. He turned back to the excited lemur with a smile and enthusiastic tone. "Yeah! Show me whatcha got."

"Yay!" She popped up from her chair, standing a few feet away. She positioned herself a bit awkwardly, in an attempt to make all of her huge, poofy tail easily observable. With a deliberate motion and focused gaze, she wrapped one hand around its base, making sure her fingers formed a closed loop. "Okay, watch close."

She drew her hand along her tail, soon adding the other once within reach. She was careful to maintain the loop as she interlocked her fingers. On the first pass, nothing unusual happened; the fur compressed beneath her hands and sprang back up behind them. Alex and Lorrie watched on curiously.

On the second pass, the fur again compressed, but this time it sprang back with much less vigor, returning only half as much volume. The otter frowned, tilting his head slightly.

On the third pass, Wynne's fur didn't spring back at all, tightly hugging the appendage beneath as her hands moved on. As she reached the end, she seemed to pull an extra few feet of tail from thin air. Alex raised an eyebrow, unsure if his eyes were playing tricks on him. He looked to Lorrie for confirmation, but again she had only a shrug to offer him.

On the fourth pass, things got strange. As her hands slid along, the look of her fur softened in an odd way. The individual hairs seemed to melt into each other, looking more like wrinkled skin. The otter's eyebrows both sat high above his widened eyes. It had to be longer, he was sure of it. It had to be.

On the final pass, her tail was left thin and smooth, as though it had simply been shaved to the skin. The new length was impossible to mistake at this point; stretching fourteen feet, her tail was twice its normal size. The striped pattern of her fur remained, making for a mesmerizing effect as it moved, swaying and curving and coiling listlessly through the air, around her and itself. The otter's mouth fell open, speechless as his brow furrowed in astonishment.

"That is so cool!" He said, enthralled as his eyes darted all over the newly altered appendage, trying to follow its movements.

"Right!?" Wynne fully returned his enthusiasm with a wide grin. She joined in his admiration, moving her tail around even more to show off. "It'll go faster with practice." A subdued 'snrrk' came from the table, and they turned to see Lorrie fighting a grin. "What?"

"Nothing. Don't mind me." The panda quickly picked up her phone, excusing herself from the situation, her grin winning out in the end. Wynne eyed her suspiciously until Alex brought her back on track.

"Bet that's gonna be pretty awkward for a while, though, with all that extra." The otter remarked thoughtfully. Wynne looked at him with narrowed eyes and a devious grin. She closed the distance between them, sidling up close and draping her arm across his shoulders.

"Oh, it's no trouble." Her tail meandered toward him through the air, rising up to his face, like a serpent rearing to strike. "I have superb_control." Wynne said, lightly teasing his nose with the very tip. She giggled as he scrunched his face and wiggled his nose at the sensation. Fiddling with the hem of his skirt, she eyed it as she rolled the fabric between her fingers. "Now ask me what the _good part is."

"Alright, what's the good paAAAaahhhrrt!?" Alex jumped at the sensation of something long and thin, firmly pushing its way up between his thighs. Wynne brought her mouth right up to his ear, and the otter felt his face get hot. His initial concerns were affirmed as she softly spoke an instruction.

"Bend over."