One year later

Feli expression gets soft when she enters the barn and sees you kneeling there greeting her with a playful moo. "Good morning, Lola! Feeling eager today?"

"'morning Feli. I feel so bloated, please hurry a bit, okay?" you shift from side to side, a bit restless from the pressure in your udders.

"Sure." With practiced hands she has the milker attached quickly and you gasp in relief when the milk starts being sucked and you slip into the peaceful, blank state of getting milked.

Felicitas caresses your cheek when she sees you relaxing into the machine. "There you go. Good thing you are giving so much milk. Our daughter is a greedy little devil. You should have seen her this morning. She held my finger with her little hands it was adorable." She watches your teats getting sucked by the machines vacuum for a while before talking again. "But I think our little baby might get a bit lonely. What do you think about giving her a little brother or sister to play with? I think this time we could get pregnant at the same time. What do you think?"

You smile silently at her happy expression. "That would be lovely!"