"I Don't Want Anything Up My Butt !"

Debbi was confused. "Why do I have to get up on the table ? I thought it was just going to be tied around my waist ?" she wondered. "Nah, we decided that was a bit naff. Lynn's come up with something much better" Jody explained. With a flourish, Lynn produced a sixteen inch fur tail with a butt plug attachment. "What ?" said Debbi, still confused. "It goes up your butt" laughed Lynn. "Nooo, I don't want anything up my butt" Debbi wailed. "Oh shush, you never know until you've tried it" countered Jody. "Hop up on the table on all fours." "Nooo" cried Debbi, nevertheless doing just that. "She always says no and then does as she's told" Jody remarked to the grinning Avalon.

The naked Debbi was now perched on the table, her bum facing the door. "Er, who's going to stick it in ?" wondered Lynn, who had no intention of doing so despite currently being in possession of the tail. "Well I'm not doing it" asserted Jody. "I guess I could try" offered Solomon, taking the tail. "No, that's my job" said Ava. "You'd be surprised at the things I have to do working for this channel. Butt plugs are very popular with some of the fetish models we get on." Ava took the tail from Solomon. "It needs lubricating first" she announced, getting the necessary gel from a drawer. "Solomon, can you hold her butt cheeks open for me ?" she asked when she was ready. "Nooo" wailed Debbi, when Solomon did as requested.

It just so happened that at this precise moment, the dressing room door opened and Oscar entered, accompanied by a formidable sixty something white lady and another elegant black gentleman. "I hope we're not interrupting" said Oscar. "We just wanted to wish Miss Debbi good luck with her performance and to express our thanks once again for all that she is doing for the charity."

"We were just fixing her tail on" explained Lynn, helpfully pointing out Debbi's asshole which had in fact already been the primary focus of everyone's gaze ever since the trio had entered the room ! "Ah, I see. Don't let us stop you" said Oscar. Everyone watched in fascination as Avalon expertly guided the tapered plug into Debbi's anus. "Ooooh" gasped Debbi. "People say they soon get used to it" Ava reassured her. "Get down and see how it feels" she suggested.

To say that Debbi was not used to wearing a tail was to state the obvious but that was initially the least of her embarrassments. She did not think that her face had ever been redder than when finally facing Oscar and his guests. "Debbi, this is Lord Tyrone Fisher who you may remember won the gold medal at the 1980 Olympics" Oscar began. "A bit before my time but I do know who Lord Tyrone is" answered Debbi, trying to regain her composure. "And I'm sure you recognize Dame Martha Shawcross. They are both trustees of the sickle cell charity" Oscar completed the introductions.

"I've done a few things in my acting career Debbi darling but I've yet to have a cat's tail stuck up my butt ! Rather you than me" the 'grande dame' of the British theatre announced in her familiar plummy tones, accompanied by a throaty chuckle !