Jen picked herself up, her biggest udder skimmed the ground whenever she took a step.
“JEN! WHY ARE YOU OUTSIDE, YOU KNOW YOU CANT WALK FOR THAT LONG” Jens mother yelled.
“I just wanted to go to school” Jen said weakly.
“You know you can’t go to school, you just stay home” Jens mom said.
Jen make it inside to notice that the house was different. There was a spot with suction cups, a lot of them and they looked big enough to fit around her teats.
“Why don’t you sit down for a while, I’ll hook up the milker and you can play on your phone” Jens mom says.
“Ok” Jen said.
Jen was hooked up the the milker and she played on her phone. Jen got a phone call from a telemarketer and she decided to mess with them.
“Hello this is Juan, I know all about your product and would love to buy some. I’m married with 9 children that don’t like my wife. I was wondering if your product could help me with the dispute I have with my many neighbors. They keep bothering my kids and my dogs...” She said.
Jen keeps this (racist) stunt up for 3 more minutes until the guy just hangs up. Jen just realized the damage she caused when she felt the familiar tingle. Jen grew 52 new udders and each of them reached the size of 2 beach balls.
“But they were just jokes” Jen said as her udders grew more.
The tingling stopped and then soon returned as her udders combined. She was left with a gigantic van sized udder with 2 large udders on both sides of the largest one.