Pam had a great time. After the coaster, they rode ride after ride. The conversation never went back to that uncomfortable topic again, although Pam did have to go to the bathroom quite often to adjust her tail. He never suspected a thing, he was so thick!
Finally, the end of the night came. Tony walked her back to her room, and in the light of the apartment they he put his hands around her waist and kissed her. But as his hands moved closer to her butt, he felt a large bulge. Quickly, his hands flew off her.
"What's that?"
"What's... what's what?"
"That thing on your ass?"
"Oh... that... it's uh... um..."
"You don't mean... you have a..."
"It's my tail! I have tail alright! B-ut you still love me. Right?"
Tony studied Pam over, taking in every aspect of her pleading look. She began to think he wouldn't care and that he would write it off. But he didn't. He began to laugh wildly... which made the long tail pop up above the skirt in surprise.
"Love you! I never loved you to begin with-haha- let ALONE now that you have a... TAIL! Ha Ha Ha!" he giggled. "Donkey Girl! You're a Jackass! A Mule! Ha Ha Ha!"
Pam was on the verge of tears, and she was ashamed of the thing attached to her ass.
"I hate you..." she said to Tony, but meant to the tail. But suddenly, through her misty eyes she found comfort. Tony, in all his hysterical laughter, had a grown a pair of genuine Jack-ass ears.
"Oh Tony" she said sweetly.
"Yes- ha ha- little burrow?" he answered.
"Little Burrow? Ha Ha! You're one to talk with your wagging ears."
"What are you talking about, my dear ugly pack-mule?"
"Look for yourself!" she said holding up a compact mirror!