The 0 Tails Novels & Stories

She twisted the lid off. “As you obviously know, girls have three holes,” she said matter-of-factly. “Pussy, asshole, and that little one in between. This is your new tail. And this is perma-glue. You’ve got three openings left in the suit. The one for your pussy stays open—always—just like a real bitch. The one for your ass stays open too. But the third one? That’s about to get closed. Permanently, of course.” She started smearing thick clear glue over the base of the tail. Panic exploded in my chest. I tried to scream.

I might look rather shocked. Cynamon is giggling into her hand, a tear escaping her eyes and the doctor looks rather amused too. “No need to worry Mr Peters ... all fetuses have a tail at this stage, a reminder of earlier evolutionary stages ... it will disappear as the fetus evolves, except for a very few cases”. “She could have a tail ?” Sorry but I can’t get that picture out of my head. “She could have a wagging competition with Blue then”. Cynamon looks way to amused by this.

Tail was a famous Internet celebrity, so she was supposed to have made a lot of money, but her words made him think she was hard up for money. In fact, money was just a string of numbers in the bank card for Tail. She was too young to know what all those zeros meant. Moreover, Tail had known many extras only made one hundred dollars a day. She would get two hundred dollars, so it was already a surprise! In front of Edwin and Joanne, Tail negotiated the first role of her life. Edwin's face was extremely dark. He deliberately brought Tail to Joanne's workplace because they could go back to Sapphire City together tomorrow.

“…Here.” Her whole body trembled from the feel of his hot tongue in a place no one had ever been. Swirling his tongue with a flourish inside her belly button, he moaned aloud. Her body shook like a leaf now. He hasn’t even touched a spot that would drive me wild and here I am shaking like a school girl who just got kissed for the first time. His tongue then gradually and tortuously followed the sweet maple path he’d made…lower and lower. Kanda was already panting and her legs opened even wider in anticipation. He hasn’t even got to the Promised Land yet and I feel like I might just die right here!

: 1 HP. :40 Exp. :(60/200) Stats Strength :7 Agility. :5 Endurance. :7 Stamina. :5 Mutation control level : 1 Mutation energy. :(100/100) Mod energy. :(100/100) Family No. : 0 Credits : 1,00,400 Condition. : poor eyesight Build. : thin Combat Strength :24 Skills learned. : None

I can imagine them surging into this company with infants and toddlers in their arms, claiming the CEO as theirs. Is this really the same CEO I served under? How so? “And that tail too. It seems securely attached.” He added. My tail. It was supposed to be hidden. But after leaping that high just to reach the door knob before he catches me, my jacket was pulled upward, revealing the tail. In result, he grabbed the tail instead of the jacket hem. It felt awful… “By the way, what happened to your appearance? Did you have a reverse time lapse? Instead of growing old faster, you grew younger?” he asked.

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

At Sterling Tower, Aaliyah shouted, "Multiple breaches. Tail is trying to scatter the connected rooms before we can compare data." Ben said, "Market shutters are dropping. Infinite Market is freezing all named hunger instruments." Marcus checked his weapon. "Finally. Something straightforward?" The ceiling split. White correction figures dropped into the press room. Not Prime Analyst figures. Older. Rougher. Made of bone-white margins and black editorial marks. Each carried a blade shaped like a deletion cursor. The Tail had stopped arguing. Now it was cutting. Marcus smiled faintly. "There it is." The first figure lunged for Priya Nair.

Tension crackled in the air as Zac approached Ralph, his steps measured and deliberate. "You've lost, Ralph," Zac said, his voice low and menacing. "And it’s only going to get worse from here." I could barely keep my eyes open, but through the haze, I saw Ralph’s eyes flare with a fierce, red light. A powerful surge of wind erupted from him, sweeping everyone off their feet. The sheer force of it sent Zac and Isabella sprawling, their surprised shouts lost in the howling gale. The pack members scrambled to regain their footing, their expressions a mix of awe and fear.

Tonight was bound to be a fun one. After a while, Alan opened his eyes, taking a small peek at the casually, relaxing Zeke. He cleared his throat, straightening his previously hunched posture, "So.....which is it?" Zeke moved, like he had been waiting for that question for ages. He pursed his lips for a moment, his voice coming out low, "Tails". Alan's eyes widened. Damnit, he'd spent so long muttering promises to some forgotten ancestors, only to lose. How's this even possible?!!