{"sf1_id":1347989,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Fap Raps","author":"danath","words":867,"posted_at":"2018-07-02T17:06:00.000Z","tags":["Male","Music Lyrics","No-Yiff","Poetry","rap"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1347989-fap-raps","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/1347989","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=1347989\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"Collected the three fap raps together in one place :D","content":"Fap Rap 1\n\nI'm a femboy fox toy, real mccoy like Helen of Troy\n\nNeed a whore, not a bore? Call me up to deploy\n\n  \n\nA dance in your pants I use a big stance\n\nA small male, go high tail, shit I'm fance-\n\n  \n\nY exhibit, don't just hit it and quit it,\n\nI'm a foxie with the moxie, forget it\n\n  \n\nActing like a chipmunk, nut dunk, hoardin' spunk\n\nThen I'm a suck those nuts, fill up butts, booty in the back trunk\n\n  \n\nI like smoother groovers, shakin' my mover for you\n\nGrip my hips and slip then I'm a Hoover\n\n  \n\nBut I ain't no dam, ain't holding 'em back, I said damn\n\nIt all, do me in the hall, just slam jam\n\n  \n\nMy rump and undertail pump, dump and slump,\n\nDo me like Winger, big peener, gotta hump\n\n  \n\nTight sweater together with my makeup 'n' tailor\n\nNo jelly in the belly until I get all that flavor\n\n  \n\nI spy slick silicon dicks twix my thighs\n\nBad Dragon the big one that feels so nice\n\n  \n\n\\*YIFF\\*\n\n  \n\nAin't no meme, I'm comin' clean on my knees\n\nDon't cockblock the stalk, I'll even say please\n\n  \n\nCuz I'm the fox that rocks the socks\n\nPast the knee, get a chubby from my girly locks\n\n  \n\nIt's no puzzle, use my muzzle, make me guzzle\n\nAll the seed, gimme what I need, I gotta work for the hustle\n\n  \n\nAnd blow; A brush, need a lush set of a cheeks so I can blush\n\nAs you cream in my seam, juice up my tush\n\n  \n\nAin't no mystery here, it's all gonna be clear, don't have no fear,\n\nYou see this fox he needs cocks, enter through the rear\n\nFap Rap 2\n\nLike a blast from the past I'm back to haul ass\n\nNo sass, just the facts, gotts show off my class\n\nDressed to the nines, reassess all the signs\n\nThat I'm primed and pumped and ready for a jump\n\nIn the sack - your bed or mine?\n\nCuz I'm the femboy foxtoy, turning straights to find\n\nThe truth, the traps, the sexy little mass\n\nOf flesh and fur and booty on the back\n\nNobody can resist my tricks as I slick their dicks\n\nAnd cater to the crater of the impact, push back\n\nLift tail, go high, feel free to hit the die\n\nAnd spread 'em, don't forget 'em, I'm here to relax\n\nBefore the generic foxboy attacks\n\nPounces that bulge, grab the pudge and hold tight\n\nFor the slam-bam, thank you, ma'am, no fight\n\nNo resistance to this insistence to piledrive\n\nMy tush, my rump, my lean back, no flack\n\nHit it with a smack, feel the sac slap\n\nAcross my thighs as out go the lights\n\nBut light me up inside with the need\n\nWith the speed of the drive, hold tight\n\nAs I ride and I roll and I wriggle for seed\n\nIt's no dirty deed to rock a fox's firm box\n\nKnock off my socks with the sex, and then feed\n\nA few loads to sate the need, but it's never enough\n\nGotta be tough, be sexy, gotta breed while 'm on my knees\n\nGotta please all the tops, the werewolves and other kinds\n\n'Cuz they all wanna piece of the femme fox despite the surprise\n\nWhen the underwear comes off to reveal the male side\n\nDoesn't matter to them, doesn't matter to me\n\nVixen? I think not. Don't vacillate, make haste\n\nDon't waste, just drop the dime and I'll lift hips\n\nWon't give you the slip when you slip inside\n\nBecause femboy foxes guarantee a good time\n\nFap Rap 3\n\nI'm the shapeshifter, make ya shiver when I deliver\n\nA divine lupine pose in your windows\n\nInvoluntary fright every night, but it's alright\n\nTime slows, fur grows, fangs clean and bright\n\nCanine delights from tip to toe, jump on the bed, see red\n\nTongue slides like it's wild up the side of your head\n\nI'm no more human, I'm loomin' and groomin'\n\nA cold nose to your toes indicating doom and\n\nWhen the moon shows\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\\*AWOOO\\*\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;What's this?\n\nNoticing your bulge, I indulge before I divulge\n\nThat I'm not here to eat ya, I'm here to freak ya\n\nSo let's freak out in the dark, hair and skin\n\nAnd when I'm done, I'll come back again and again\n\nEach full moon my nose grows, the nose knows\n\nYou'll be chafing, sweating, palpitating at the waiting\n\nFor me to come in through the windows\n\nCall me the beast at least when I'm freed to seize\n\nUpon your thighs, find my prize, nostrils flaring, eyes glaring\n\nLay back and relax, no attacks, though I treat you like a snack\n\nLust develops as my transformation envelops, paws cup a butt\n\nAnd pull onto my stalk as the lust increases, pleasing\n\nAnd teasing, grinding the pillows beneath us. \u0026nbsp;Brain glitch\n\nCuz you're the werewolf's bitch, don't snitch, it's a gift\n\nAnd when the knot takes ya, fangs shake ya, lift those hips\n\nAs I scratch my itch, stuffin' dick, but the scratch slips\n\nDrawing blood, eyes wide, slip and slide as the TF flips ya\n\nSandwich against, hips compress, hair grows and muzzle climbs\n\nSoon two werewolves are doing the grind\n\n  \n  \n\n"}