Three Sentence Ficathon

“What do you mean, they don’t all like it? It was a fantastic first act of divinity, very generous if I may say so myself!”

“Well, you see, Reep, erm, sir, that is,” Eustace said, trying miserably to stay still and not twitch and flail about, though it was quite difficult under the circumstances, “it seems not every type of creature enjoys having a long, hairless, prehensile tail suddenly appear as part of their anatomy - and may I add, I am one of them!” he finished with a yelp, as his damned tail brushed across his bare calf for the third time in as many minutes, tickling the absolute hell out of him.