Once upon a time, foxes didn't have tails at all, and wolves were always doing them up the ass, and there was very little a fox could do to keep them from getting away with it.
One day, a fox named Brian took it up the ass from a particularly well-endowed wolf, and decided that enough was enough. So he journeyed to the very center of the forest to ask the help of a wise old owl who lived there.
"Mr. Owl," Brian said, "You have to help me. The wolves fuck me every chance they get, and I don't think my poor tailhole can take much more."
The owl thought about this. "Well it seems," he said at last, "That what you need is something that could cover your tailhole up."
"Like a tail?" Brian suggested.
The owl nodded. "Yes, that should just about work."
So the owl took a beautiful orange tail that he had hanging in his closet, and he sewed it to Brian's ass with a piece of thick, black thread so that it wouldn't come off. And when he saw how it looked, he saw that he was the handsomest fox in the whole world.
Unfortunately, this only made the wolves want to fuck him more than ever, and they loved holding his tail by the root and pulling it up so they could get their dicks in him. But all of the other foxes thought he looked so handsome that they decided to get tails of their own, and that's why foxes have their tails.
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