Erin changed “men” to “foals”, then suddenly remembered that baby cows were called calves. Hurriedly, she changed “foals” to “calves”.
“We better get going before the calves leave,” Tina said to Trish and Sindy. “They’re going to pack up the petting zoo soon.” The three women began to move more urgently towards the mall. Erin glanced in the direction her bus was coming from. This was better. She got up from the bus stop and discretely followed the women.
At the mall, there was a massive petting zoo out front. It was already getting packed up, but the calves weren’t in their trailer yet.
“It’s about time!” a young woman working the petting zoo said to the uddered women. “Go nurse those calves or you don’t get paid!” Erin shoved her fist into her mouth to stifle her laughter. She’d made the women into wetnurses for baby cows!
Tina, Trish, and Sindy entered the pen where the calves were kept. Immediately, calves made a beeline for the women and latched onto the teats of their udders, visibly sucking hungrily. As there were four calves, Tina had two drinking from her, while Sindy and Trish had only one each.
This was fun, but surely Erin could have even more fun. Erin generated a new sentence.
“The women are feeding calves.” Erin raised an eyebrow as a devious idea came to her. She changed “feeding” to “birthing”. The calves disappeared. The women now had enormous baby bumps, and to fit with their bovine future offspring, were completely cow from the udder down. Their torso and above was still completely human. They all wore crop tops to cover their breasts, but had nothing to cover their cow lower halves.
“This is the last time I bring the pregnant heifers,” the petting zoo employee muttered. She looked at her watch impatiently. “Pop those calves out already so we can go back to the farm!”
Trish let out a loud moan that sounded more like a moo than a human noise. A part-human, part-cow calf slid out of her and onto the ground. Trish picked up her new calf and began to lick the bodily fluids off with a large cow tongue. Erin could barely contain herself with joy.
Sindy was next to give birth. Tina was last, giving birth to not one, but two calves. Erin hoped it hurt.
“Finally!” the employee sighed in relief. She opened up the trailer. “All right, ladies, get your calves and board.” The women picked up their offspring and obediently boarded the trailer, their hooves clopping loudly on the metal ramp.
Erin needed to keep following! But how should she change herself to make that possible?