Sherry had finished making Bill's breakfast and was quickly making her way upstairs, the feeling of her larger butt bouncing Seth each step and her four breasts sloshing around was both familiar and yet not. But she'd decided not to focus on it, right now she needed to serve her master. "Breakfast is ready master." She said from outside the bedroom door, which had been hers before the whole chrinivac mess.
"Didn't I say to bring it in?" Came the annoyed answer from Bill.
Blushing, Sherry opened the door, seeing Bill standing there as he finished putting on his business suit, "Finally." He said, "Put it by the computer." She wasn't sure why, but seeing an anthro-cow wearing a suit seemed odd to her, but then again, why would a cow wearing clothes be odd?
Sherry nodded, placing the plate carefully next to the keyboard, looking briefly a time the screen it looked familiar, even if she was unable to read, she recognized the dials, charts and Sliders! But, obeying her master came first, "Is that all, master?" She asked, her tail and ears twitching nervously.
Bill facepalmed, "Sherry, I know you're slower than most humans, but we do this every morning." He sighed as he made his way over to the desk and sat in the chair, "Each morning, you make breakfast, and each morning, I drink from your breasts, remember? Our routine for the last seven years?"
Sherry blushed, thisroutine fekt do familiar, but she couldn't remember! Not wanting to lie to her master, she shook her head.
Bill just sighed, his ears twitching in annoyance but otherwise, he didn't say anything, he just started eating his breakfast and every couple of bites, pulled Sherry over and sucked on one of her breasts. To Sherry, the idea that she was breast feeding a cow felt odd, but she just chocked it up to the fact that cow lips were different than human ones.