Picking herself up and dusting off her overalls, Eleanor turned to the farmers, attempting to put a smile on her face. "Well, I'm guessin' that ya'll are gunna need me to help 'round here, ain't ya?" Eleanor was still somewhat bothered by her accent, but she couldn't help talking that way, Ms. Santos must've put some kind of mental change on her. At least it didn't affect her way of thinkin' all too much...
"Why, I'm glad you're getting with the program quickly, sweet pea!" One of the farmers said, a dark-skinned woman, with voluptuous breasts, that was currently rounding up the sheep. "Definitely makes it easier for us! Now, I'm thinking you should help out with these little sheepies for a little while, don't you think? It's gonna take more than one of us to get them used to the routine!"
Thinking that this could still be fun, Eleanor nodded, her blonde hair bouncing up and down. "Why, I'd be happier than a pig in a mudbath on a summer afternoon! You really need me to help?"
The farmer nodded, grinning. She motioned for the other farmers to take their animals and go off to get them integrated, leaving her, Eleanor, and the still unsettled sheep. "Well then, call me Shawna for starters, and first, let's take these here sheep to a pen that I've set aside just for this purpose. Then, we can start with the other stuff."
"Alright, yeehaw!" Eleanor said, beginning to lead the sheep to the barn, ruffling the head of one of her former classmates. She then took up a position in the rear, as Shawna began to take the lead, leading the horses along by using a basket full of feed.
It didn't take long for the group to reach the barn, although some of the former kids (mainly the boys that were forcefully turned into girls) proved to be quite a handful. Thankfully, a few scolding remarks (and ass slaps) from Shawa put them back in line.
Eleanor also couldn't help but marvel at how soft the wool of her fellow classmates felt. It was so soft and fuzzy that Eleanor had to resist the urge to throw herself onto one of the sheep at that very moment. "Wonder how that would feel..." Eleanor wondered, just quiet enough so that no one could hear her.
Shawna smiled to herself as Eleanor managed to get the last of the sheep settled into the pen, handing her the basket of filled with feed. "Eleanor, I'll be right back, okay? Watch the sheep, make sure that they behave, and I'll go get the things we need for the first task of the day."
"Why, you don't need to worry 'bout a darn thing!" Eleanor reassured her, petting the head of a fluffy black sheep that used to be a girl named Sofia. "Just get on with it, then hurry right back!"
Shawna nodded, and with a tip of her hat, she walked out of the barn. Eleanor smiled to herself as the beautiful farmer left, eager to see what she had in store.