SHAVE MY TAIL AND DIE TEN THOUSAND DEATHS WHEN I STRANGLE YOU WITH YOUR OWN ENTRAILS.

I mean... err... I like my tail fluffy.

Update:

HOLY MOTHER OF FOXGIRLS LIGHTNING JUST STRUCK MY HOUSE.

Of course the natural thing to do after getting my mind back together once the shock of having what sounded like a monster truck slam into the roof of my house, I ran into the hall to make sure everyone in my family was okay. OF COURSE disregarding, or rather forgetting, the fact that I was not only naked, but had a vibrating egg in me. Now that was a family get-together that's scarred into my mind.