Jason wanted to see just how much more he could mess with the farmers. They had udders, lactating breasts, and weren't housebroken. But he could make them even more cow-like. He took a seat outside the store, generating and editing sentence after sentence. When he was finally satisfied, the dairy farmers had hooves and tails, ate only what cows ate, and wore nose rings and ear tags. After a moment of deliberation, he also gave the men horns. As a treat. Jason also made his breasts a bit bigger, and changed his clothes. He was now wearing a low-cut crop top and high-rise denim short shorts. He had never felt so sexy before.
Snickering, Jason watched the cow-like farmers in the store. He generated another sentence.
"Due to limitations from their hooves, dairy farmers hire normal human helpers to assist with milking." Now, that was interesting. It made sense, of course. Squeezing teats and nipples would be difficult with hooves. Jason chewed on his lip, thinking. He tried to resist, but ultimately couldn't help it. He had to experience the dairy farmer life up close. It took a few sentences and gradual changes, but eventually, he managed to make himself a dairy farmer helper.
Jason looked around in surprise. He was suddenly in the store, next to a large dairy farmer. The farmer let out a moan that sounded eerily like a moo.
"Jason, I need to be milked," he said. "Come with me." Jason followed the farmer to a milking room. As he walked, he discovered something that was required of all dairy farmer helpers. Taking him completely by surprise, Jason learned that dairy farmer helpers...