She realizes she’s starving, and needs to eat food.

The cute moment was ruined slightly when Sarah’s stomach suddenly began growling audibly. A light blush appeared under her white fur, clearly embarrassed. “It looks like I’m hungry,” she admitted. Tom just tightened his hug on her for a moment, a reassuring squeeze that let her know he thought nothing of it.

“I’ll go make us something to eat,” he told her, before quickly putting on some pajama bottoms and heading into the kitchen without a shirt on. By the time Sarah joined Tom in the kitchen, wearing shorts and an old t-shirt that both strained against her larger figure, he’d already fried up a large plate of bacon, a whole mess of scrambled eggs, and half a loaf’s worth of toast. It was a lot more than he usually made, but then with her new body he expected she’d need a lot more.

After filling up a plate with a fairly light helping of everything, Sarah gave him a look he couldn’t quite decode. “Honey, I appreciate it, but just because I’m a cow doesn’t mean I need to eat like one.” But as she started eating, that reservation started to fall away as she dug in faster, and cleaned her plate before Tom could even load himself his share. “I...think I’ll have seconds,” Sarah said, and this time there was a good deal more for her to eat.

Once again, she seemed conflicted to Tom, like she was fighting between her head and her stomach. Tom decided to put his thumb on the scales. “Honey, one of the side effects of this kind of change is increased appetite. We’ve been married almost a decade, it’s okay if you want to pig out a little. I won’t love you any less.” Sure enough, his words seemed to remove that last mental barrier, and soon as she was stuffing her face with aplomb, and before Tom could finish his first plate full of food, Sarah had eaten everything he’d made to eat. Now, she was reclining in her chair, rubbing her tummy, which looked as full as one would expect. It was a day off for both of them, and while Sarah briefly voiced ideas of going to the gym to work off that breakfast, they’d ended up cuddling all day on the couch, relaxing. It was the next night that brought a new part of her change to light.