An eventful morning.

It was a lovely Wednesday morning. The birds were singing, the sun was shining. Everything was quiet... Except for the screaming of a 22 year old girl.

Kim was roused from a fitful sleep when Lucy screamed. "What? What happened?"

After the pumps had run for an hour, Kim had packed away all of the supplies she had used back into the briefcase and hidden it away. She tried her best to move Lucy into her bed, but she was too heavy, and she was forced to give up. Perhaps she shouldn't have sent Max away until the work was finished. Hopefully the cover story she had come up with would be enough if Lucy had any questions.

"KIM!" Panic was evident in the tone of Lucy's voice.

Kim shifted her body so that she could get out of her bed. After getting some slippers onto her feet, and donning a robe to cover her pajamas, she moved from her bedroom into the living area of the dorm.

Lucy was on the sofa where she had been since the night before. Kim had made sure that her pants had been fixed and decided that it was still too soon to render the girl topless, and so, grudgingly, had put her shirt back on her.

That shirt was now constraining the huge orbs that had grown since Kim had gone to sleep. What once were C-cups, now must have been F-cups, at least.

Unused to the weight, Lucy had fallen over on the sofa and was struggling to rise. "Help me!" she cried out, with tears in her eyes.

"Damn!" Kim muttered as she rushed over to help. Together, they were able to maneuver her into a seated position.

"What happened?" Kim asked.

"I DON'T KNOW!" Lucy bawled. "All I remember is hanging out with Max last night and falling asleep!"

"Then how did you get these?" Kim poked at one of Lucy's udders as she asked the question.

Lucy moaned involuntarily. Her breasts were even more sensitive than they were the day before, and her chest felt wet. She almost had an orgasm from the touch.

"Kim..." she gasped, "I think there's something seriously wrong with me."

Kim stared at the wet spots that now adorned Lucy's shirt, as well as the wet spots on the sofa from where she had been sleeping. It would appear that Lucy would need to start a proper milking regimen very soon. After they were able to get her to stop wearing clothes, they wouldn't have to worry about her milk leaking, at least.

"I think you're right," Kim lied. The growth hormone had surpassed all expectations. Now she had to get Lucy to the doctor so that they could begin the irreversible step of fixing her hands and feet. "You have insurance, right? Let's get you to the doctor."

Dr. Kaci Beaumont was analyzing the contents of the briefcase that had been delivered to her by one of Dr. Liston's interns at the University. Ordinarily, she would have to think of her Hippocratic oath, but Lucy Carpenter was not human. In all honesty, Lucy should have been taken to a veterinarian, but she accepted that it was too soon for her to accept reality. Soon, Lucy Carpenter would be ready, and it was her job to help bring that about.

The briefcase had several sealed vials with hazardous labels. There were also advisories about the dangers of the compound coming in contact with skin. She didn't doubt Dr. Liston's work, so the presence of all of these warnings on the vials meant that the bovinum toxin must be quite potent indeed.

One of Kaci's nurses came into her office. "She's here."

Kaci rose from her seat, "Already?"

Kim helped Lucy enter the doctor's office.

Every step caused Lucy's breasts to sway back and forth and she had to fight to stay standing. Her knees were on the verge of collapse and she was extremely grateful that she had the support of her friend.

They crossed across the waiting area, where Kim plopped Lucy into a chair. "Wait here, I'll go talk to the receptionist."

"I'm so tired," Lucy complained.

The growth hormone was still at work on Lucy's body, so Kim was not surprised. "Stay here, I'll be right back."

She made her way to the receptionist's desk, "We weren't expecting you so soon. The toxin was only delivered half-an-hour ago."

"Lucy was panicking. She grew two or three cup sizes last night. It couldn't be helped."

"You know she doesn't have insurance anymore, right?"

Kim gave the receptionist a stare, "Clearly, the costs associated with this are covered by the general fund. How else would the toxin have been developed in the first place?"

They continued to stare each other down for a moment until the receptionist backed down. "Take her to Exam Room 13."

Kim went back to her former friend and helped to hoist her up, "Come on."

"How are we doing this morning?" Dr. Beaumont asked.

"Something is happening to my breasts," Lucy said, "They weren't like this yesterday."

"Any sensitivity?"

Kim tuned out the banal conversation. Both she and Dr. Beaumont already knew everything about Lucy's case. They'd caused the changes after all.

"It's a good thing that you came into my office today," Dr. Beaumont finally said. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you."

"Thank you, Doctor."

"You look tired, Lucy," Kim said.

"So tired," Lucy agreed.

"You can go to sleep if you want. I'll wait for you until the good doctor is finished helping you."

"Thank you Kim."

Lucy slumped into the hospital bed she was sitting on and surrendered to the urge to go to sleep.

Dr. Beaumont injected her with a sedative to ensure she would remain asleep until she was finished with her work.

"Nurse!" One of the nurses poked her head into the exam room. "Get this..." Dr. Beaumont struggled to find the correct word to refer to Lucy. Girl and patient both seemed wrong, but she also wasn't an it or a thing. "Um... Get this poor... deluded...?"

"Animal?" Kim supplied.

"Yes... Thank you. Please take the animal to Operating Room 4."

"She probably needs to be milked," Kim offered.

The nurse recoiled, "This is a hospital. We don't do that here."

"It's for her own good," Dr. Beaumont agreed, "Strip her down, milk her to ensure that her production levels increase. I'll be there with the toxin as soon as she's fully prepped."

The nurse grudgingly wheeled Lucy's bed out of the room.

"Biology is weird," Kim said, "How she was born with hands and feet instead of hoofs I will never understand."

"Don't worry," Dr. Beaumont. "Mistakes can be common in nature. Like cancer. Soon enough, we'll have her corrected and living life the way she was supposed to. She's waited long enough. We owe it to her."

She walked out of the exam room to review Dr. Liston's instructions and prepare for surgery.