FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

There was one thing with Demon Castle Digitalpotato that was common to everybody - the fact that it was too dark to see anything. It wasn't that the hallway was empty at all; there was certainly a lot of trash lying around. Maybe whoever the heck created this stupid thing wanted to make there be some kind of illusion of an abandoned mall or something.

Except several times the lights seemed to flash and show something weird. One time he swore that he saw something that looked like rubber. Another time it looked to be somebody waving. Another time he thought he saw something that looked snakey. Or there was something that looked slightly see-through.

Eventually, he wound up nearly tripping on something right in front of him. As soon as he stepped on it, it started moving. This had to have been some kind of escalator or something. Except the lights were off. Was the power just shut off occasionally? He noticed that eventually, the escalator seemed to turn. Was this like some kind of a spiral staircase?

He clutched to the railing, the only part that wouldn't bring him crashing into something. Eventually he was deposited unceremoniously onto the floor, which seemed to be a moving sidewalk. The human stood up and flailed to keep his balance. Where the hell was this thing taking him now?

Just like he was before, he was soon thrown off balance. In order to keep his momentum from sending him into the wall or onto the floor, he kept running. Eventually he found himself going into one of those flashing lighted areas. Thankfully it didn't go dark again the second he entered, it stayed light.

Unfortunately he seemed to be in the middle of some kind of barber shop or a haircut place. He managed to slow down, only for a chair to be thrown right into his knees, sending him right into it. The chair was guided over to a mirror, where he could see something behind him. Or rather, someone.

"Finally we got a new customer." The voice behind him said. The human looked at the mirror in front of him, spotting the figure to be some kind of an anthro ungulate. Apparently some kind of gazelle.

"Look I'm just trying to get the heck out of here." The human said. "You don't need to like give me a hair cut."

"Oh no. We do hair extensions here. Now see, let's try and stretch this out."

"Hey what the-"

The gazelle immediately grabbed a handful of the human's hair and started yanking on it. It seemed to stretch, rather than get yanked off of his scalp. He watched out of curiosity as his hair was lengthened more and more, resting across his shoulders eventually as he was braced in front of the mirror.

"Hmm... one more thing."

She reached into his shaggy hair and yanked on his ears painfully. She pulled harder and harder until they stretched, poking out of his hair. Gagh! They looked like cow ears. He reached up to cover the ears, before his hands were batted away.

"Hmm, I think you need something to drink. That'll put some hair on your chest in no time!"

Before he could protest, the chair was pulled away from that salon and hurled out of the shop. He slid through the darkness of the hall before nearly face-planting into another 'store'. This looked to be some kind of bar, and the bartender was something that looked very much like an anthro oryx.

"Need some hair on your chest, huh?" The oryx said, pouring a large mug of booze. "This should put hair on your chest... and your entire body."

"No really," The human stepped out of the chair. "I'm really not thirst-"

The mug was thrown all over his shirt, as his clothing vanished. He gasped and reached up to cover his chest, as it suddenly started to feel a little bulkier. He looked over his chest, spotting more of that shaggy hair. The bartender simply smirked, as he felt more shaggy hair sprouting across his back, almost like it was giving him some kind of poncho.

"...Yuck I don't want to become like Chewbacca here." The human said.

"Nope, you won't. You need to head to the gym first."

One of the barstools started to slide over to the changing human. Before he could escape, it smacked right into him and sent him back into the dark hallway. This must have sent him into that gym that they spoke about. He simply crossed his arms across his bare chest, thinking of how he might escape.

"Bet maybe I have to just get out of here now... so when are we going to get some kind of Austrian sounding homoerotic people coming in here saying that they're going to pump me up?"

"Pump you up? That sounds nice." A voice said.

Expecting it to be some kind of bull or a horse, the human looked over at the voice. It looked to be none other than a wolf... surprisingly small though. He raised an eyeridge as he immediately took out a comically large barbell and placed it right at the human's shoulders.

He fell down to the ground, somehow folding in an impossible way.

"Hm, you need to just stand up." The wolf said. "Come on, lift with the legs."

"You try lifting with this damn thing on your back! I think the barstool is gone!"

"Well we can replace those anyways. Stand!"

The human tried to roll the barbell off his back. He reached up to grab onto the handles and pushed with his legs, trying to fold himself forward. His muscles strained, and the barbell seemed to become lighter and lighter. He finally managed to stand, hefting the large weight over his head.

"Hey! I got it!" He said.

Wait, his voice sounded deeper. He looked down at his body and nearly dropped the heavy weight to the floor. The shaggy hair was still around him, but now he had grown to almost twice his original size. Not only that, but he had muscle. His arms had exploded in width. On top of the toned and bulky muscle covering his body, he was also covered completely in a coat of lighter brown fur. He dropped the weight on the floor. Bad idea.

It landed right on the floor, which cracked. He fell right on through the hole and landed in a crumpled, muscley and furry heap on the floor. He finally stood up, for some reason, even taller than before. He blinked as he looked down at the rubble. Right there was a pair of thick, heavy hooves. The human blushed a bit as he noticed that he wasn't wearing any clothing anymore, but with this amount of fur he wouldn't need to.

"Well gee, you destroyed my nail salon." A toon-sounding voice said. He looked over at the voice and spotted someone walking over to him, looking a bit angry. "I'll teach you."

She then grabbed his hands and rubbed over his fingernails. He looked over his hands, seeing only black fingernails.

"And exactly how is this supposed to do anything to me as revenge? Are you like the kind of people who complain more about the ruined breakfast when a train goes crashing through your house?"

"Well it's not a lot I could do." The toon cat said.

"Look, I fell down, got big, and I got hooves covering my feet. Let me get out of here. I have freaking digitigrade legs now."

"Well then get out!" The cat said as she took out an iron fan from hammerspace and smacked the human. This threw the changed human into the hall. He flew right into the darkness and landed face-first into a wall across the hall.

Yellow canaries flew across the human's head as his eyes turned, replaced with spirals. Finally, he braced his hands on the wall, along with his hooves, and pushed. His head flew right on out. He landed flat on his back, making a splat noise. He looked cross-eyed at his muzzle and noticed one thing... there was a bulge. He felt over it with his changed hand... it was a bovid muzzle. A flattened nose that was still right above his mouth, but much further away from his face. As he sat up, he heard a creaking noise.

And was flattened by the rest of the shelf of a china. His large head (with quite a thick skull) plowed right through it. Just like last time, small cartoony birds orbited around his head, as he rolled around back and forth. There was an even greater weight on his head now.

He shook his bovid head and brought an arm through the remains of the shelf up to feel this weight. Right there was a solid horn - above one of his ears. He blinked a little bit - some kind of a shaggy-furred bull? Except he wasn't... Wait a second.

Bison of some kind. The minotaur looked around the store he was thrown into this time. Great... a china shop.

"Oh come ON!!!" The bovid shouted.