Underweight!

The conveyor belt carried Vanessa over to the next segment, she still sobbed about all her new markings on her ruined body. "Okay so now we've got all that out the way, the machine should be able to categorize you and see what needs fixing!" Dakotas voice echoed around the warehouse.

The conveyor ended, as the track bent underneath itself. Vanessa fell onto a large flat circular metal object. The screen infront of Dakota projected a number which was slowly rising. The screen finally ended on "Weight: 130lbs". The screen then went red and displayed an error message. "Uh oh! Looks like you're very underweight Vanessa!" Dakota spoke into the microphone.

Vanessa stopped her sobs, furious that she'd been criticised for her weight. "And...what the fuck...does that mean!?" She tried to yell, despite her whole body aching. "Oh it just means that you're incapable of producing the minimum amount of milk that I'd like you to, and that you're also an unhealthy cow. Thankfully, there's a solution. I'll just put you with the other underweight cows in the fattening section, you'll be at the desired 330lbs in no time!" Dakota evilly explained.

While Vanessa screamed in anger, Dakota pressed a button on her screen. This activated more robotic arms, which grabbed Vanessa by all four of her limbs and lifted her up. Vanessa screamed many expletives as she was carried away. "I'll see you real soon sweetie! It's all gonna be okay I'll have you as my top cow in no time!" Dakota half teased and half reassured Vanessa.