Since growing an udder and vagina, Chad had thought of little else except eating, and being milked. Every day, Jude or Zeb would hook him up to a milking machine at about 5 am. Sometimes they left him in the stall, and other times they let him out with the herd in the fenced pasture. He chewed cud, and grew bigger and bigger. He also began to produce more milk.
"Hey, Chelsea, your milk won the blue ribbon at the fair, so we get to put your picture on our dairy cartons this month," Jude explained. He held out a blue and white milk carton with a photo in circle of the cow formerly known as Chad on the front. Then Jude snickered, and turned the carton but kept his hand spread to obscure the graphic on the other side. Chad suspected it was a picture of his backside with his cow tail waving. Jude continued, "And guess who made the other side?"
"Moo?" asked Chad, meaning another pic of me.
Jude blinked, "Did you say me? Must be my imagination, but it is you. Or at least the former you!" He pulled his hand away revealing a square photo of shirtless Chad from his water polo photo from the yearbook with the word: "Missing" above the photo. Jude laughed, and added, "They sent the yearbook over and said to use the football quarterback photo, but I thought this one was a better likeness since you're naked all the time now."
Chad just stared at his former body. Damn, he missed it.