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Chapter 4 by DeMonsTerra DeMonsTerra

Next day...

Rebecca wakes up

Rebecca opened her eyes. As soon as she realized where she is and what happened she started crying.

"What have you done to me?" angrily screamed at surgeon.

"Nothing... yet. We have agreed that it would be more interesting if you knew what is going to happen to you." said surgeon.

Rebecca looked down at her body. Everything was alright except the fact that she was naked.

"Why am I naked?" angrily asked Rebecca. "This is just to much for me. I don't want your stupid money anymore. Let me out of here!"

"I'm afraid I can't let you go. You signed contract and gave up on your human rights, agreed on permanent modifications and how long we can have you here." said surgeon.

Rebecca started to crying. "You can't even be serious! Then why would you give me those fucking money when you would keep me there till I die?"

"Well, some procedures we test aren't permanent. Sometimes people can return to their normal lives. But you can't. It wasn't my decision which procedure we will test on you." said surgeon.

"What permanent changes are you going to do to me? I don't want to die!" Rebecca cried.

"Don't worry, you won't die. As you know, there is world crisis. To much people, but no resources. So we mostly do procedures to turn people into cows for their milk." explained surgeon.

"You gotta be kidding me! I'm not going to become some cow! LET ME GO!" screamed Rebecca.

"Have you ever heard about N.O.M.E. FARMS? This institution is giving milk to whole town. Do you know that N.O.M.E. milk isn't from real cows but those modified?" asked surgeon.

Rebecca was schocked. Town this big would need at least hundreds of modificated people. "How many people have been modificated?"

"1082 people have been modificated, only 98 into cows. Our modificated cows produce much more milk in one day then 3 cows in week."

Rebecca realized that whole those years she was drinking milk from modified humans and wanted to throw up.

"I think we should start with first modification. Breast enlargement and bigger milk production." said surgeon. "This part will only take half hour."

Rebecca struggled, she didn't want to become some dairy cow. Helplessly screamed on whole room, surgeon injected some weird stuff into both of her breasts.

Surgeon injected her with...

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