An expansive ranch

"Well, I'll be damned...", you mutter, for the first time realizing you have a rather noticeable Southern accent, as you look around, seeing fields and pastures expanding as far as the eye can see, barns and silos dotting the landscape all the way until the horizon, the only features other than animals in the titanic fields, all of the land you can see divided up by several fences tat designate what area is to be used for what animal or crop. The building you just came out of is a small country house, made entirely out of hard, strong wood instead of boring bricks or metal, much to your strange relief, realizing your preferences about a number of things appear to have also changed as a result of what was done to you. You feel certain memories emerge, no doubt implanted into you by whatever eggheads turned you into this entirely new person, memories of taking care of the ranch and all the animals in it, all of the cattle, almost instinctively knowing what you have to do to start your daily routine as the sun slowly prepares to rise from beyond the flat horizon, the first rays nearly visible already, making the scene even more picturesque and strangely familiar. A scene long gone on old Earth, but easily possible here on Terra-2, your new home from now on.

But the scene is not as picturesque as your body, which suits the scene perfectly with the clothing from the wardrobe. You wonder if with the low visitor frequency you could be a little more on the risque side and untie your blouse. That could be fun, just being a little risque and slutty when no one is watching. However, your thought process is cut short when the first rays of sunshine hit your body, and you realize something.

"Ah, drat, 'am late already! Can't get lazy on the first mornin', now can I?", you asked yourself as you set off towards one of the barns, knowing that inside you'd find the hay you needed to feed the horses every morning, as well as the cow feed. And once that was taken care of, you could have a bit of time to relax and maybe experiment more with this sexy new body, a certain spring in your step that causes your bra-less breasts to bounce with every step. You also recall you have a few neighbors, tough they live fairly far away and would need horse to reach you. Would be nice if one of them swung by for a surprise visit to have some fun...

As you walk over, you pick up your hat from a post and plant it on your head, completing your cowgirl look with a beautiful and classic hat, memories emerging of it being inherited from your grandfather, who ran the ranch before you did. As you walk towards the barn, you can't help but let out a loud "Yeeee-Haw!", ready to start your new life as a true Southern rancher in Terra-2.