I looked down at my new body, lifting my big, milk filled tits with black tipped hands, squeezing a few drops from my long, hard nipples before letting them drop. They jiggled ridiculously and I shifted uncomfortably. My arms rose to wrap around them to cover myself as best i could. But even the slight pressure of my arms around my boobs was enough to make milk leak from me. How was I ever supposed to go back to my old life looking like this?
I reached out and tapped the spot that said 'dairy farm' on the clip board. A long, resigned moo escaped my mouth.
"Very well!" the doctor exclaimed as he checked off the box for the farm. "You won't regret it, my dear. Let's get you set up. We will hold you here for a few days to teach you to talk again through your new features and get you familiar with that amazing new body of yours. Then it's off to the farm you go!"
With a smile he handed me off to a female assistant, who guided me out of the tub.
My whole body seemed to jiggle, my balance off as much because of my very large breeders hips as the heavy breast and udders hanging off my front. My hooves were surprisingly easy to balance on, though I almost slipped on puddles of my own milk a few times.
The assistant smiled at me, "Let's get you ready for your new life girlie,"