"Thanks," Mary said, "could you find a vial that'll help me out? You saw what they do. Please, find something. For me or for you. But, this pressure is getting to be too much. You have to milk me, soon! I'm gonna burst before too much longer!" Mary's gigantic udder quivered as it slowly kept swelling with milk. The inflation was slowing down, but it wasn't stopping.
Rob, bewildered beyond belief couldn't remember what his life was like before. All he remember was Mary, his neighbor, as a cow-girl with a problem udder. In a daze Rob nods and walks to the case of vials. If it was true that these vials could change him or Mary, what one should he use?