Tag then woke up Paul from the sleep mode. “There we go again, Paul.”
Paul blinked a bit before he looked at Tag. “What happened? Why call me Paul again?” He then noticed that he couldn´t remember the name he had been given by the copy of him. Looking down, he had his cock back and missed the dog tail that they had given him.
Tag laughed at the confused look. “Don´t you worry, you are just a new copy, but it seems that the data of the changes we made to your other self before are still in your memories. But now that I´m alone with you, I can finally have some fun with you.”
In reality Paul remembered the changes as they had happened to him, but Tag had transferred, not copied them to the pigeon that had replaced Paul as Chaos. Only the memory changes were reverted, so Paul wouldn´t remember the name Chaos.
“Wait, I´m the original Paul, Tag. Please help me.” Paul said, starting to panic. He didn´t want to be changed. And he also feared being too demanding would make Tag not helping him.
Tag laughed a bit louder this time. Then he explained: “I know you are the original Paul. I was the one who made the copy that was with me this evening, and it was my idea to keep another copy of you, as well as one of me, as our pets. But for you, I wanted you to be my secret pet. And nothing is better than changing the original one.”
Paul looked horrified at Tag. He couldn´t believe that he was this cruel to him. “Please Tag, whatever I did, please don´t change me.”
Tag looked down, feigning thinking. “You know, I like your copy more than I did the original you, as I made him a bit easier to work and life with. And you will be my pet, even if you hate it. I can easily make you believe to just be a copy, but as I said, nothing is better than the original, and I want you aware of being just a pet now.”