While examining your surroundings to look for other subjects, your finger slipped, nearly dropping the remote. You were barely able to catch it, but you pressed the copy button without noticing. Fiddling with the remote trying to keep your hooves balanced, you manage to keep a grip. A passerby strolled right passed you, and what you saw confused you. He had a kangaroo tail just like you. As he walked by, he used his tail as a seat, as if he always had it.
You looked down to see what button you pressed, and saw your finger on the copy button. You still had the kangaroo tail as the current setting. Looking back at the man sitting on his tail, you get an idea in your head. Why should you have to experience this alone? Everyone should have tails. With that, you start scouting others out.
You turn back to the kangaroo pen to seek out a couple of keepers caring for the injured kangaroo from the fight earlier. You point the remote at their rears and hit the copy button. Both workers held their pants as they got tighter and two large roo tails burst out. After a few seconds of getting comfortable with their new additions, they went back to tend to the kangaroos wounds. You thought at least they'd fit in better with their line of work.
You than turn your attention to a woman with a lot of tech equipment. The sort of geeky yet attractive type with glasses setting up some sort of recording booth. She bent down in her bag to get a camera. That's when you took opportunity and shot the woman's rear with the remote. She sprang back up with a tightening feeling in her jeans. The tail burst out, and like others, repositioned herself to get comfortable. She bent back down with her tail twitching looking for her camera.
Looking at everyone you changed, you feel a sense of adventure. You trot off with your hooves, tail happy wagging as you look for more things to change.