When I came to the basement, I found my pet unconscious. She hung loosely in the contraption with half of her tail on the floor.

An idea struck me. She was all warm and cozy under her tight bodysuit, but I was naked and defenseless against the chill of the basement. I’ve gone through much colder conditions without a need to put on any clothes, but still. The opportunity taunted me.

I didn’t really ponder on the idea. Starlight Glimmer had taught me that it’s best to just go with your gut sometimes. Without a second thought, I floated up the scissors from the table of tools and cut off her tail. With my magic, I caught it in the air and floated it around my neck, tying it into a bow.

When I unstrapped her necklace, I sensed movement beneath the soggy eyelids.

“Wakey, wakey, sleepyhead.”

“Uh...” Her eyes squinted, then shot open. “My tail!”

“You like it?” I posed before her.

“No way!” She leaned to the side and glanced back.

I observed the wiggles of her fluffy dock. It was so cute.

“Oh, no, you didn’t! My beautiful tail!”

“Um, would you like it back, my pet?” I started to untie it.

“Wait, can you really attach it on to me again?”

“Sure can.”

“Is there a spell for that?” She looked at me with half-closed eyes. “You’re not going to glue it back, are you?”

“No. I wouldn’t do that. What I’ll do is called plugging.”

“Plugging?”

“Plugging. Verb. Fill or close tightly with or as if with a plug.”

“I still don’t see how that could get my tail reattached...”

“An example of the word’s usage would be: Twilight plugs Trixie’s asshole with an ass plug that has a tail attached to it.”

“No!”

“You do want your tail back, right?”

“No. I don’t want it anymore. Please keep my tail away from me. I hate it.”

“Shh! I’m sure it will feel like a part of you in no time at all.”

Author's Note

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