The Cow Hypnotist

Awake

Lizzie woke up in a basement unfamiliar to her. She noticed there was something surrounding her, maybe it was a glass chamber?
      Feeling something odd on her, she looked down at her utters, only to see a suction cup latched onto her teats.
       Up until the lights turned on, the basement was dark, she could hardly see anything around her. She looked around the room to see more people in glass chambers, each with a weird cow-like feature. Already mortified, she turned to her left to see her neighbor staring at her.

"Why, hello there, my little calf!" They said with a wide grin.

Lizzie yelps and jumps to the clear back corner of the chamber, breathing heavily. "Where am I?"

"You're in C.H. Headquarters (in other words, Cow & Human Headquarters). After months of hard work trying to fix my.... dilemma, I had lost all hope for a cure. Until I just happened to look over the fence and see your sereneness. You were already a cow, it made it ten times easier to continue working! Not to mention your... breasts were growing as well. Why is that?"

"I-"

"Is it because of this?" They held up the pouch.

Lizzie banged on the glass, growling, "Give that back!"

"Ah, ah, ah!" She wiggled the pouch in the air, "You can't have it back until I've experimented on you!"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well, it's all in the title, sweetheart." She turned around, facing the other "humans". "For years, I've been experimenting, trying to find the perfect sustainable development for turning prime into dairy cows. None of them worked. Most of them would gain cow-like features, but, not fully cows. Until I saw you," she paused, "And, with your growing utter and breasts, I could easily make some money off of your milk!"

Lizzie stared at her in horror. It was her fault. If she'd have only listened to Mary, she wouldn't be in this predicament.

"The only way my utters and boobs can grow is by me putting stuff in the bag. And I refuse to do so." She crosses her arms.

They started laughing. "You really think that a scientist such as I wouldn't know how to fix that? The bag already had technology.... All I had to do was hack it."

She held up a remote with the same buttons the pouch had: a blue one, a black one, a green one, and a brown one.

"With this remote, I can just point this bad boy at anyone and..."

She faced it towards herself, her breasts growing a size bigger, becoming C cups.

"Poof! I can make them grow or deflate."

Lizzie stared in horror, "Let me go! Please!"

"I already told you: Not until I get what I want! Now, we're most probably gonna have to make your chamber a bit bigger..."

She held the remote control and pressed a button on it, causing the chamber to expand wider and taller. Somehow, the glass didn't break. How was this even possible?

"I'm just going to enhance you a bit, darling, that's all. Now, hold still."

Lizzie was frightened. Why did this woman want her so much? She knew about the milk part, but what was the predicament thing she mentioned? As the woman pointed the remote at her utter and pressed the button 5 times, Lizzie felt pleasure, her utter growing larger and larger, filling up with milk as this process was completed.

She blushed, moaning and groaning, groping her utter as it swelled up like a balloon, "P-Please, stop!"

The woman obviously had no patience, immediately moving away from her utter "Perfect! Now it's time for your breasts..."

She flipped a switch and pressed the button, aiming it at Lizzie's breasts and pressing it 7 times this time.

Her breasts - all four of them - grew 7 cups larger, becoming K cups. Lizzie was rubbing her sore breasts, exhausted.

The woman opened the chamber and walked in, knowing Lizzie could no longer move properly.

"Elizabeth, oh, sweet Elizabeth, you're going to do very well in my collection." She smirked as she examined her utter. "This is a very stable utter of yours. All four teats don't seem to be scratched or harmed in any way after the growth. You must've been affected by magic if this is so..."

The woman played with Lizzie's utter for a bit, bouncing it up and down and hearing the milk slosh inside. This caused it to grow a bit. Lizzie smacked the girl's hand away and rubbed her aching utter, soothing it so it wouldn't cause so much pain.

Then, Lizzie realized something. "Wait a second: how do you know my name? What's your name anyway?"

She straightened her lab coat. "I'm Professor Frank, Alexis Frank."

"Alexis....?" She thought she remembered this name from somewhere, but couldn't put her finger on it.

"Yes." She lifts her finger to Lizzie's face, "Now, you need your sleep before we begin the milking process. Goodnight, my little calf."

As Alexis walked out of the chamber, a light spray came from above the chamber, causing Lizzie to get overwhelmingly tired, that she fell asleep in an instant.