The Cow Hypnotist

Awake PT 3

Mary began working on fixing the remote, pulling apart wires to replace them, while also holding her foot against Alexis's back to make she she didn't move without her knowing. Meanwhile, Lizzie was still expanding, her warm utter pressing up against the cold glass, making her shiver.

"Hurry, Mary!" She yelled, her breasts at an S cup, as well as her belly pressing up against her thighs. "I feel like a balloon!"

"I'm working on it, Liz! Just give me a little bit longer!" Mary exchanged the wires through one another, causing a circuit to burst. "Yow!"

After hopping up and down for a second, she felt a tingling sensation from within her breasts. Curious, she glanced down, seeing her breasts expand from a DD cup to an F cup in a matter of 10 seconds. She growled, yet moaned, at this mishap. Her already tight tank top was seeming to get tighter and tighter, eventually shoving her cleavage up -- and nearly out of the much shorter tank top.

"Oh, come on!" She poked them, blushing, "I just got a new bra!"

About 7 minutes later, she was completed with the fixed remote. Soon enough, Lizzie's breasts, thighs, butt, belly, and utter stopped enlarging. She took a deep breath, exhausted from all of what happened. Suddenly, Mary plopped right down onto Lizzie's belly, feeling like she was laying on a big, water bed. She sighed, petting Lizzie's furry belly and, ultimately, making Lizzie blush.

"My utter is...full of milk..." She paused, trying to keep as still as possible as to not move her utter in the slightest bit, "...if that'd went on for any longer, well, who knows what would happen!"

Mary looked up at Lizzie, staring her in the eye, "It's a good thing a got here in time. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you to that... thing..." She shook in disgust.

Lizzie stared at the lady's unconscious body, thinking long and hard about something. This was her old cow, whether she was human now, or not. She obviously wanted to stay human, and she already knew how it felt to be a cow. Even people that were just like you stared and mocked and ridiculed you.

She looked down at Mary, then away, holding her breath. She wasn't sure if she should say it. But she mustered up her courage and spoke: "Maybe I should stick around to help her."

Mary -- shook -- turned around at full force in amazement, "Wait, what!? She just tried to use you as a human milking device!"

Lizzie felt her milk slosh around and moaned, squinting one eye in pain, "I'm not a human anymore, Mary. She wants to be a normal human, just like we do, and the only way to make that happen is for me to stay and help her earn the money. I don't want her to suffer as I have..." She frowned.

"But, Elizabeth-..." She couldn't find the words to say, "What about our friendship? I'll never see you again!" She shook her head, "I want you to stay! I have no one else!-"

"If I'm gonna stay here for her, Mary. She'd at least let me see you..." This wasn't easy for her, but she knew it was the right thing to do. Or, to a certain degree, thought it was.

A stream of tears shed down Mary's cheeks, "You can't do this to yourself! You're not a real cow! I'm not a real horse!"

"But we are now!" She yelled, once again forgetting how big she was and moaning accidentally, "I-I got turned into a dairy cow and that's what I have to be now. I didn't want this, just like you didn't want to be a horse... But we're forced to act what we are now. It's not a person's cup of tea, but... I'm sorry..." She turned her gaze to the other side of the room, tears streaming down her soft face. she quickly wiped them off but failed to avail.

Mary knew her decision was final and despised that her friend would become a tool for a fake, greedy human... She went in for one last hug with Lizzie, only to find she had to climb up her fluffy breasts just to reach her face. Which she did.

She groped herself around Lizzie's neck, bawling and squalling, "I'll miss you, Elizabeth Conan!"

"I'll miss you, too, Meredith Walker!" They both wept in each other's arms, one small, one huge, but both feeling sorrow and regret.

In the midst of it all, Mary had a faint, but certain, idea enter into her mind. She released herself from Lizzie's neck and looked at her, sniffling, "If you're really gonna go with her, I could be her co-worker! I mean, I've milked you before -- as weird as it sounds -- and you have a lot of milk, even for a cow. She's gonna need the assistance."

Lizzie wiped away her tears, smiling, "Y-Ya know what? That just might work! I wanna help her, but she can't keep me away from everyone." She giggled a bit, cleaning up the last few drops of tears rolling down.

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And so, their business began: making Anthro cow milk. The townspeople thought it tasted so good, that it became a worldwide product, meaning that they'll soon get the money rolling in. Lizzie didn't think she'd get used to the whole expansion idea and frankly hasn't. But she needed to help someone in need. She's the face of the company. But what people tend to ask, which the question -- to this day -- has never been answered: "what's in the milk that makes it taste so good?"...