Chapter 6: Sale, And Epilogue, From Doctor Kovak

It has been a month now since our experiment with Ms. Lotuya, and I set an appointment with a familiar customer that expressed an interest in our most recent subject. He was the one that acquired the first two that went through this new process. I was waiting at the trucking area of our facility when he pulled up in his large Cadillac.

"Mr. Martinez, Happy Cows is happy to oblige to your patronage once more!" I said, bowing respectfully.

Mr. Martinez was a tall, sturdily built man with a heavy tan, slick backed hair, and a thick moustache, reminiscent of the old Western times. He walked out of his SUV.

"I heard you got another one of those new ones. That dossier you sent me...A former detective, yeah?"

"Indeed! Ms. Lotuya was an private investigator, pretending to be an FBI agent trying to investigate our operation here, more specifically some names you're probably familiar with." I smiled.

He gave an eyebrow raise, "Names I'm familiar with, eh?"

"Well, of course, former detective Aliyah was looking for Olivia Suzo and Miss Mariebelle. How are they these days?" I asked.

Mr. Martinez smirked, "Oh, those too...they're doing great. They're the perfect trophy wives. It took a while to train them to speak again, and do some human tasks."

"Oh, I was under the impression you wanted your hucows to be purely sex appeal...The current process does create a purely perfectly docile, and dumb hucow, focused entirely on breeding." I frowned.

He laughed, "Oh, I did enjoy them!" He continued, "Problem is, I realized later on having them around just for a sexy time, and no other utility, well, it does wear on a man's patience, and stamina!. A lot of maintenance, too."

"I understand, Mr. Martinez. You must forgive us, but Aliyah will be about 90% the same as the other two were when you bought them. Hopefully you are still interested? The sale price will be the same."

"No worries, Kovak. Maybe the next one I get here, refine the process a bit more. I know you might be a kinky bastard that enjoys only hearing "moo" this and that all day, but some of us are a little more normal." Mr. Martinez joked.

"Hah! You've caught me, Mr. Martinez. Anyway, let's go inspect your new hucow, yes?"

"That would be good, yeah." He replied.

We walked through the facility and to the 'pasture', where Ms. Lotuya was grazing with some other hucows we had procured in the last month.

I watched him look her over and smile approvingly.

"She's looking mighty fine, Doctor. I'm gonna have a lot of fun breaking this one in. I like the extra curves you put on her." He said as he slapped her heavily diet-modified ass. Aliyah let out her standard moo-ish reply.

"No credit due, she was a natural in our program. I'm glad you like her Mr. Martinez." I replied.

"Oh, yeah. I'm very happy, I can't wait to get home and give her a test drive." He laughed.

"Great, shall we go finish the transferal paperwork in my office, then?"

"Yes, yes. Lead the way." He said.

We made our way to my office, and finalized all the agreements. I was bittersweet to be parting with Miss Lotuya, and watched from my window as Mr. Martinez took her away. I let out a sigh as they faded off in the horizon.

Then my phone rang.

"Happy Cows Corporation, This is director Dr. Kovak, how may I help you?"

"Um, yeah, hello...My name is Nadia Lotuya." She said.

My ears perked up, and a grin spread across my face, another fantasy forming.

Nadia continued, "She went missing about a little over a month ago, she was supposed to be at my wedding. Someone told me from her PI firm that she stopped at your farming facility before she disappeared...Do you know anything?" She asked.

"I believe I have some idea..." I said slowly, "If you come on and stop by sometime, I can show you everywhere we took her around this facility. Helping the public is important for us, and I will gladly pay out of pocket if you need transportation costs to get here."

"Um, yes! That would be great. Thank you! Let me get some approval from my husband first, and I'll make the trip. Finding my sister means everything to me, and any information could help."

After settling some details, she hung up, and I smiled once more. If this woman was anything like her sister, she'd make a lovely hucow, too. I rubbed my chin thoughtfully. I should probably adjust our machine's settings a bit. We can have another one ready for Mr. Martinez again soon, but maybe leave some room for vocabulary for this one.

I laughed at the thought as I made my way to our facility's basement to make preparations for this future test subject.

FIN / To Be Continued?