{"sf1_id":1924466,"sf2_id":null,"title":"(poem) A Day in the Life of a Degen Furry","author":"danath","words":1253,"posted_at":"2022-11-23T03:22:00.000Z","tags":["Fox","Gay","Housefox","Male","Poem","Sub"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1924466-poem-a-day-in-the-life-of-a-degen-furry","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/1924466","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=1924466\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"Furry poetry for adults about a hardworking housefox","content":"It's up at six and out of bed\n\nYou're showered, dried, and fluffed\n\nYou smile as you look ahead\n\nThough the day is full and rough\n\nPlump and short, no muscles here\n\nYou're really quite the cutie\n\nYour eyes are wide, no pride or fear\n\nYou've started daily duty\n\nYou've got to look your best for this\n\nHe likes to see you pretty\n\nThick rump, plump lips, soft fur, wide hips\n\nHe likes to use you plenty\n\nYou primp and preen until fur sheens\n\nAnd then you prance on in\n\nSnuffs and snorts when teasing his beans\n\nHe wakes to a promise of bacon\n\nFirst is breakfast for your mate\n\n(He's really quite a beastie)\n\nHis job is swell, the pay is great\n\n(His musk makes you all wheezy)\n\nHe's out the door and now you chore\n\nYou wash and dry the bedsheets\n\nYou mop the floors from door to door\n\nYour routine daily repeats\n\nYou finish fast, you're so well-trained\n\nTime to scrub the bathroom\n\nHis long dark fur can clog the drain\n\nDespite the efforts of a groom\n\nYou cap the paste, put away the brush\n\nYou think about his fangs\n\nYou hurry up, you're in a rush\n\nYou blush beneath your bangs\n\nIt's afternoon and soon work ends\n\nYou quiver at the thought\n\nYou take a mo' to text with friends\n\nBut dinner's to be bought\n\nThe grocery store is always nice\n\nThe clerks are oh-so-helpful\n\nThey don't mind lowering the price\n\nIn exchange for a quick pawful\n\nThe owner knows your mate, it seems\n\nHe calls you the store mascot\n\nEach time he in your muzzle creams\n\nYou get a bigger discount\n\nYou get home fast and put away\n\nThe groceries and damp clothes\n\nCooking nude does not seem so lewd\n\nWhen you deal with such big hose\n\nYou shower up clean and then aim\n\nTo get on with your plan\n\nTo make his dinner is not a game\n\nYour mate's a big steak stan\n\nYou finish grilling just in time\n\nYour mate busts through the door\n\nYou set the plate down for mealtime\n\nHe lets out a mighty roar\n\nHe settles in to feast right quick\n\nAnd shoves you under table\n\nHe chews and slurps and gives a kick\n\nHis meat is hardly stable\n\nAs he digs in his growls grow loud\n\nHis pleasure fills the air\n\nYou open zip since you're allowed\n\nAnd see a huge cock bare\n\nHis pants are bulging to the floor\n\nIt can't be all that comfy\n\nYou wonder if he can endure\n\nYour paws so wet and sticky\n\nThe tip erupts with pre cum shots\n\nThat paint your chest in stripes\n\nStrong enough to knock over housepots\n\nYou struggle with enormous pipe\n\nThere's hardly room for you and he\n\nBeneath the wooden top\n\nHis thighs and calves are muscly\n\nHis cock gives your nose a bop\n\nErection fills against your chest\n\nAnd smooshes down your fur\n\nYou squirm and groan and kiss your best\n\nAnd hope you have allure\n\nA fork and knife drop on a plate\n\nLicked clean by massive tongue\n\nYou perk at growling from your mate\n\nAnd god, he's just so hung\n\nYou're covered in his pre by when\n\nHe drags you back above\n\nYou're deep inside the beastie's den\n\nA victim of his love\n\nHis massive tool grinds up your crack\n\nYou're crying out in passion\n\nThough he rips the clothes right off your back\n\nYou're sleeved after a fashion\n\nThe table rocks beneath your hips\n\nHis knot slams on your tailhole\n\nHis teeth revealed by pulled back lips\n\nHis muscles show how he's swole\n\nYou love his claws wrapped on your thighs\n\nThey dig in nice and sharp\n\nHis pounding makes you close your eyes\n\nHe plays your belly like a harp\n\nThen he plucks you up and walks\n\nAcross the house real fast\n\nThe entire time he humps your box\n\nYou're cumming already, can't last\n\nThe living room provides a chair\n\nAnd into it he slumps\n\nHis big fist clenches around your hair\n\nStrong motion with his pumps\n\nHe smirks and growls and dials his phone\n\nAnd says hello to someone\n\n\"Sure, this hottie is up for a loan\n\nHe'll get your number done\n\nThis slut is rented by the hour\n\nTo make me some side cash\n\nDon't worry if you'll overpower\n\nJust use his big fat ass\n\nThroat or ass, he'll never break\n\nI've trained him well, you see\n\nHe loves the shaft, make no mistake\n\nYou can put him o'er your knee\n\nCome fill this fuckboy up with seed\n\nEvery ounce you can deliver\n\nHe'll rock you with his lustful need\n\nAnd on your dick he'll quiver\"\n\nI shyly listened to my mate\n\nExtoll all of my virtues\n\nHe knows that it is just my fate\n\nThough he warns against abuse\n\n\"Feel free to fuck him all the way\n\nPut your cock in deep\n\nBut hurt him and you'll have to pay\n\nWith an eternal sleep\"\n\nIt fills your heart to hear his words\n\nYour mate is just so kind\n\nSince he picked you from a herd of nerds\n\nThen fucked away your mind\n\nYou ride your mate until he ends\n\nThe call to whom he'll rent you\n\nThe beastie has such big large friends\n\nYou've hype you have to live up to\n\nYour belly swells as your beastie fills\n\nYour body up with jizz\n\nBallooning out, your muzzle's stout\n\nDespite the froth and fizz\n\nHousefoxes know how just to take\n\nThe biggest loads imagined\n\nDon't stop now, no reason to break\n\nYour brain is long abandoned\n\nA ditzy fucktoy for the beast\n\nWho fills you with his batter\n\nA mindless bimbo femboy feast\n\nFor huge males all to shatter\n\nYou're ruined on the damp couch later\n\nThe doorbell sounds its chime\n\nYour mate is not at all a traitor\n\nHe joins in too, so double time!\n\nHanging from your mouth and ass\n\nYour belly hanging low\n\nYou could almost teach a class\n\nOn how to take the blows\n\nOf two huge massive veiny shafts\n\nDriving deep inside\n\nTheir paws and claws your body crafts\n\nFurrows down your thighs\n\nAgain and again you feel the rush\n\nOf love's sweet surrender\n\nYou're fat and full, too much to blush\n\nAs your throat and butt they sunder\n\nThe hourly rate, though, pays quite well\n\nYou don't mind the thrusting\n\nYour mate knows best, he's just swell\n\nAnd now his friend is busting\n\nUp your rump he cums quite deep\n\nEnough to make you gargle\n\nYour stomach gives a rumble and leap\n\nMaster's friend is almost as fertile\n\nThe hours pass, the night grows long\n\nStill the masters are fucking\n\nYour body is warm, your will is strong\n\nYou love to do the sucking\n\nIt takes some time, but soon you find\n\nMate's friend is getting dull\n\nHis sloppy hardness is of a soft kind\n\nAfter five times he pumped full\n\nHe drops a wad of cash and then\n\nHe slaps your ass a bit\n\nHe wipes his dick off once or ten\n\nPerhaps it's out of habit\n\nHe takes his leave, and leaves you 'lone\n\nWith just your eager master\n\nWho slams you down while on the phone\n\nInviting another to plaster\n\nYour mind goes blank, your body shakes\n\nYou've cum so much you're quaking\n\nBut the night is young and master makes\n\nYou fuck right to the morning\n\nBut it's up at six and out of bed\n\nYou're showered, dried, and fluffed\n\nYou smile as you look ahead\n\nThough the day is full and rough\n\n  \n  \n\n"}