The day dawned on a new Clarisse Evans. Now that she had been milked, the world looked different. She guessed it was like losing her hucow virginity? It was sort of like that. The sun seemed brighter, the grass greener, the food tastier. She felt more...alive, for lack of a better word.
Was this the effect of the great lay she had, or the serum, or both? It warranted a little research, but first she would just enjoy what she felt. She fairly skipped (she hadn't skipped since she was a kid!) down the halls to the mess hall, where everyone on the farm was digging into a big breakfast. She settled for some scrambled eggs and toast and got a table to herself at the corner.
She found herself appreciating the bulls in a new light. Their taut muscles and broad shoulders, rippling muscles and too-tight trousers...she caught herself staring more than once and blushed when the bulls stared back. Some would even flex a bit and give her meaningful looks. Which one of them would have her at the next milking? She tried to concentrate on her food and not the heat that had started up between her legs.
The other hucows tittered a bit at her discomfort. It was obviously old hat to them, but not for her. But let it not be said that they didn't help their own. One of them came up to her with a bright smile on her face, obviously wanting to make friends.
"Hello! You're Doctor Evans, right? We've heard about you and your research. I think it's great what you're doing. I'm Maria, by the way."
They heard about her? She guessed it made sense. Surely the rest of the farm would have heard about it...it wasn't everyday a doctor gives up a promising research career to be bred and produce milk. Nevermind that it was all for the greater good of science.
"Charmed." Clarisse shook her hand (oh, they still shook hands like normal people!) and listened as her breakfast partner chattered on about this and that. It was kind of nice listening to her - Maria wasn't abrasive or rude in the least, and so she let her talk as she finished her food.
The doctor/hucow tried not to stare, but one thing about Maria caught her attention and wouldn't let go - her rotund belly. The other hucow was most obviously in the family way, but it didn't seem to bother her one bit. She caught Clarisse looking at it and favored her with a smile.
"This? I'm pregnant, of course. It's what is part of our duty as hucows."
"Do you...like being pregnant?" Clarisse asked the question that was burning in her mind.
"Yes!" Maria beamed at her like it was the most natural thing in the world. "When a bull takes me while I'm being milked and puts a baby in my belly...that's the best feeling in the world! You were milked yesterday, right? Then you know how good it feels!"
Clarisse blushed at Maria's frankness. The reality of what had happened hadn't quite settled in yet, but she couldn't deny the truth of her words. It had felt good. Great, even. But pregnant? She couldn't even bring herself to think about it. It was probably going to happen sooner or later of course. One couldn't have unprotected sex and not have kids eventually. But her? Clarisse Evans, pregnant? She tried to put the thought out of her mind.
This time it was Clarisse's turn to catch Maria staring. Following the course of her eyes, the doctor noted that the other hucow was looking at her breasts. She was wondering why when Maria answered her.
"Look at your tits...they're bigger than mine, and you're not even pregnant yet! How do you get them like that?"
Looking down at herself, she realized that it was true. She was bigger than Maria (who wasn't exactly flat-chested...no hucow was) by just a little. She would have to look into this - a side effect of the serum perhaps? They would have to be measured, and records taken, and well...a doctor's work was never done.
But that could wait. She finished chatting with Maria - who seemed to know every bit of gossip on the farm and promised to tell her allllllllllllll about it - and made her way to the head office to get her schedule for the week.
Light duties for her - no more milking, for one. She didn't know whether to be relieved or disappointed. She was sore both inside and out from her exertions of yesterday...but she also wanted to do it all over again. But the doctor's orders were clear-cut on this issue. Get plenty of rest, and start again next week.