She went straight home after her appointment. Beatrice kicked off her shoes and slumped onto the couch in the living room. She stripped off her shirt, letting her J-cup breasts breathe and cool off. She might not be feeling any back pain, but lugging these sacks of milk producing fat around was still exhausting. They were heavy, got sweaty, and to top it off the milk would stain her clothes! At least these things seemed to defy the laws of gravity, laughing in the face of the concept of a bra and hardly sagged. Her ears flicked in frustration.
"Well, I should give Danny a call now," Beatrice sighed, pulling out her phone and pressing her contact. She didn't expect her to pick up so quickly, given that she worked on a dairy farm, but lo and behold, Danielle came through!
"Hello?"
"Danny, this is Betty," Beatrice said seriously, "We need to talk."
"Betty?" Danielle queried, "Y'all good, girl? I ain't heard you bein' this doom an' gloom in a long time. What I do wrong?"
"It's not so much you, as it's something you gave me," Beatrice explained, "For the record, none of this is your fault. I need your honesty. Have you noticed anything strange happen to you after you drank the raw milk over there?"
"Is this about the... oh, oh honey," Danielle gasped, "You too? Aww man, I thought it was just a bad batch I had, but if you got it too-"
"Wait, you too?" Beatrice interrupted, "You're growing cow tits too?"
"Sure 'nuff," Danielle confirmed, "Ears and horns too. We're having some livestock doctors come over to give the cows some kind of vaccine so that they don't infect anyone else. Betty, I'm sorry about all this. I can't help but feel at least partially responsible since I insisted you try some."
"There's no possible way you could've known," Betty reassured, "If it helps, I forgive you. Let's just hope you and me are the only ones in town who are turning into cow mutants."
"Uhh... yeah, 'bout that," Danielle admitted, "See, it's not just me... My whole family caught it too, along with some of the ranch hires. It's... three quarters of the humans here are part cow now, and... it's not just you who tried out the raw milk."
"I should have figured," Beatrice sighed, "Look, I don't know what kind of advice I could give you, but I guess make sure you drain your boobs at least twice a day. That's what my doctor told me. By the way, how've you been dealing with it. I've been doing it all by hand into the bathtub. Gonna order a pump later since the doc prescribed it."
"Funny you mention pumps," Danielle explained, "We've been usin' the pumps we use for the cattle here to take care of the swelling. Efficient, but it does leave your nipples feeling raw for a little while. Anything else the doctor told you?"
"He told me to eat more fruits and vegetables, like a lot more. Like a loooot a lot more. I can still eat meat and stuff, but since my body's using up a lot of nutrients to make milk I need to basically eat for three people in one sitting."
"Yeah, I could see that making sense," Danielle mused, "So besides that, how are you doiPENIS!"
"Excuse me?" Beatrice asked, caught off guard for... obvious reasons, "Danny, are you okay?"
"Wuh... one of the s-stable hands," Danielle stammered, "w-walkin' around w-without pants on... p-p-PENIS! Penis penis penis. N-need... need penis... Mmmm... Me wanna breed!"
"D... Danny?"
"I... I have to hang up now, Betty," Danielle strained, "I can't penis think straight right penis now! I'll call you back penis later OKAYBYE!" The line went silent after that. Beatrice began to worry just a little bit more. What was she going to do? How would her mind react once she caught sight of a naked crotch? There had to be something she could do, something she could take to help keep those urges down. Hopefully... hopefully she could find some shred of information about all this, right?