{"sf1_id":1355839,"sf2_id":"ZmMMM7Qm","title":"Tennessee Snow","author":"Mantrid_Brizon","words":479,"posted_at":"2018-07-31T06:07:29.000Z","tags":["Anthro","Blowjob","Canine","Christmas","Comedy","Condom","Dog","Female","Foreplay","Gift","Heterosexual","Holiday","Human","Interracial","Interspecies","Male","Never Seen Sex Act","Oral","Poem","Poetry","Presenting","Rhyme","Satire","Sex","Story","Straight","Wolf","Wolfess","bow","ribbon"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1355839-tennessee-snow","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/ZmMMM7Qm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/81/3e/813ed03c-4e45-4b86-9d75-7740756d2eb1","description":"A simple, comedic Christmas poem about a man who wakes up to find he was gifted with a female dog anthro.","content":"Tennessee Snow\n\n(12/25/2017)\n\nI awake in my bed,\n\nEarly Christmas morn,\n\nAnd next to my head,\n\nLies a note that is torn,\n\nI pick up the note,\n\nCrushed it during my sleep,\n\nI read what was wrote,\n\nAnd the draftee’s a creep,\n\nHe knows what I’ve done,\n\nOr so he does claim,\n\nI’m deserving of fun,\n\nAs my soul isn’t stained,\n\nI rise from my bed,\n\nWalking into the hall,\n\nThoughts race through my head,\n\nWhile I scratch itchy balls,\n\nI stop in my tracks,\n\nWhen what do I see?\n\nA slender dog girl,\n\nJust looking at me,\n\nShe sits on my couch,\n\nA grin on her face,\n\nAround her neck hangs a pouch,\n\nHer tail sways with such grace,\n\nA red bow in her hair,\n\nWith matching ribbons around,\n\nHer body so fair,\n\nAnd large paws on the ground,\n\nShe stands to her feet,\n\nAnd takes a step close,\n\nShe’s eager to greet,\n\nHer generous host,\n\nShe knows she’s a gift,\n\nAnd isn’t upset,\n\nShe’s crossed a great rift,\n\nThe winner of a bet,\n\nI’m such a good man,\n\nThat others would fight,\n\nMerely holding my hand,\n\nIs worth all the plight,\n\nMany girls tried to claim,\n\nA trip to my bed,\n\nBut she clawed, and she maimed,\n\nOr so she has said,\n\nI reach out to touch,\n\nThe fur of the cur,\n\nMy excitement is much,\n\nShe suddenly stirs,\n\nShe’s leaning in close,\n\nHer claws brush my cheek,\n\nScratching me like a post,\n\nMakes me suddenly weak,\n\nShe kisses my lips,\n\nRuns a hand down my chest,\n\nCaressing with fingertips,\n\nEager to try out the rest,\n\nMy back hits the wall,\n\nAn arm alongside my head,\n\nI stumble and fall,\n\nThen she drags me to bed,\n\nI rise to my feet,\n\nQuickly gaining my strength,\n\nGazing at me like meat,\n\nWe stand there at length,\n\nWhat did I do?\n\nTo deserve such a girl?\n\nI’m not special, it’s true,\n\nAnd her lips they do curl,\n\nShe tells me I’m wrong,\n\nAnd an excellent catch,\n\nKind, loving, and strong,\n\nWith a soul that does match,\n\nTo be a part of my life,\n\nIs an honor indeed,\n\nAnd to become my wife,\n\nShe’d tend all my needs,\n\nHer life she would spend,\n\nLiving by my side,\n\nMy heart she will mend,\n\nTo my will she’ll abide,\n\nShe opens the pouch,\n\nDigging in deep,\n\nSlender body does slouch\n\nThen she pulls out a treat,\n\nA square foil pack,\n\nOf a familiar design,\n\nSlips it into her rack,\n\nI decide it is time,\n\nTake her by the hand,\n\nLead her into my room,\n\nClose the door with a slam,\n\nSealed in like a tomb,\n\nI’m removing the ribbons,\n\nShe’s eager to please,\n\nWith her I am smitten,\n\nShe gets down on her knees,\n\nWe lie in the bed,\n\nAnd ruffles the sheets,\n\nThis girl I would wed,\n\nMy favorite Christmas treat.","series":{"name":"Poetry","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1355838-dileneate.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1355840-cait-girl.json"}}