Molly ; Breeding Cow

You once knew a different life. You had a roof of your own above your head, a prestigious life and good wealth. All of that is a faded fogged up memory now. Your old name and old life are gone. You are Molly now, plump and with no mind for all those pesky things. Clothes and modesty are nothing you can comprehend anymore. Your slightly fuzzy form is crowned by chubby curves, a massive ass and oversized heavy breasts that constantly produce and secrete potent bovium-infused milk. You can barely cup them with a single hand.

Your day-to-day life consists of bending over for hung breeders and getting your tits worked and emptied of their potent payload until you practically pass out from exhaustion and you love every second of it. You don't know the designation of your hab-block where you get to sleep, nor the researchers and the facility itself. You don't even know the names of most bulls pumping you full of cum. You know them as "The one with the nubs" or the "Big One with the fat-flared tip." and any of the sort.

With new arrivals and increased dosage of the formula, you can expect your coming days to be quite intense. A bigger workload must be performed as the company requires more product at a faster rate.