{"sf1_id":405677,"sf2_id":"r17aaNmx","title":"Tentacle Rain","author":"Rakuen Growlithe","words":154,"posted_at":"2012-07-21T15:56:00.000Z","tags":["Fox","Male","Poetry","Tentacles"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/405677-tentacle-rain","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/r17aaNmx","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/07/bf/07bff73e-714f-483c-8cec-c45de29469b1","description":"This was really an impulse thing brought on by the recent increased output of furry artist Endium and hearing about the 200th anniversary of Edward Lear's birth earlier this month. Lear was the British poet responsible for \"The Owl and the Pussy Cat.\" He wrote using the limerick style, which I used here; appropriate I see as Wikipedia says, \"Gershon Legman, who compiled the largest and most scholarly anthology, held that the true limerick as a folk form is always obscene...\" It's not perfect as Limericks go. I copied the rhyme scheme but the lines themselves don't seem to flow as easily as they should and I'm not sure if multiple successive verses is frowned upon or not.\nThis poem belongs to me but you are allowed to post it elsewhere provided I am properly credited as the author and you link back to the original post. This poem contains sexual content. It's your responsibility to not read if you are not allowed to or dislike the subject matter.","content":" **Tentacle Rain**\n\nBy: Rakuen Growlithe\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nIn a lonesome valley, on a summer's day\n\nA russet fox went out to play\n\nThe sky seemed clear, the weather fair\n\nIn an empty field, nothing to fear\n\n'Till suddenly, the sky turned grey\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nLacking cover, what's a fox to do?\n\nWhen, from the sky, there fell some goo\n\nOn the ground it formed a puddle\n\nAnd the fox was stuck, despite his struggle\n\nBelow his tail, a tentacle grew\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nWith a single thrust it filled his butt\n\nThen in and out, began to rut\n\nThe tentacle pistoned, oozing and slick\n\nBlood burning hot, an engorged fox dick\n\nHe moaned and groaned, was a vulpine slut\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nIt filled his rump with a sticky gel\n\nOn all four paws the foxy fell\n\nHis cock twitched once then shot it's cum\n\nThe tentacle withdrew, it's job was done\n\nAgain he's alone, murring fox in the dell\n\n  \n  \n\n"}