Angie was not happy about this. She'd threatened to walk, but they'd insisted; this had been a hit, it was such a great start to her career. Maybe it wasn't what she'd initially been picturing, but it did come with this exclusivity deal provided she did a series of segments, over a number of days and weeks, about what went on down on the farm.
And this exclusivity deal was hefty. It was just a shame about how extreme the expectations were...
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Alan Armstrong looked into the camera. "And after the success of last week's visit, we've decided to send Angie Abadi back to the farm, where she'll be giving us a series of in-depth looks at how this remarkable business operates. And I see she's already begun to settle in!"
The camera cut to a sheepish-looking Angie, utterly naked on television. And more than that, her tits had almost doubled in size, enormous volleyball-sized udders hanging off her chest, her dark brown nipples now thick and elongated, almost resembling teats. Her smile was frozen onto her humiliated face. "Right, Alan! As you can see, I've undergone the procedure to become a full-time worker here." She gestured at her tremendous swollen tits. "I've become a bit of a milk factory."
Cut to the studio. "Well," Alan opined. "How is it we don't have to censor your, uh, nudity, Angie?"
Angie tried not to grimace. "Well, an interesting fact is that I'm classified as livestock, rather than human, while I'm employed here."
"And I hear there's a second part to this demonstration?"
Angie nodded, the motion making her udders jiggle. "Yep. We're just getting set up over here."
Alan nodded as the scene cut back to him. "Well, we'll be excited to catch up with you later, Ms Abadi."
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They couldn't manage to carry out an interview during her first milking. Some footage was nonetheless aired, much to Angie's humiliation.
"Angie! Angie, are you OK?"
She dangled over a couple of big glass tanks, capped by tubes, which connected to the milking machine her tits were currently suctioned into. "MOOOOOO!" she bellowed, her ass up in the air, milk dribbling out of her to slowly slosh into the tanks. A fairly large amount had already been produced. She looked up at the camera, eyes pleading. "Yes, Alan, it's just... MOOOOOO!" Her fat tits wobbled as she writhed, clearly enjoying having her tits emptied like this.
Eventually they were forced to cut away for reasons of decency.