Involuntarily, Rachel let out a soft, excited gasp.
"Rachel?" asked her mother. "What's wrong,honey?"
"It was, um, your tail," said Rachel, not quite believing she was answering or saying what she was saying. "It slid -- between my legs."
"Between your -- OH!" It took a second, but Mrs. Li understood.
She stood up, reached between her legs, grabbed her tail, and pulled it in front so she could look at it. And an interesting use for her tail suddenly came into her mind. It was just about the right size, the right shape -- why had she never thought of using her tail like this before?
Carefully, gently, not pulling TOO hard on it, Mrs. Li stood slightly bowlegged as she brought the end of her tail between her legs. Gently, ever so gently, she inserted it into her vagina. She let the fur brush against it. It tickled in the most delicious manner! She brought it back out and felt the tip. It was almost dry, with very little moisture on it. But she knew she could soon change that. But she needed something to trigger her imagination.
"Mom!" said Rachel. "What are you doing?"
"Rachel, go and get me ... "
