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A low moaning sound interrupted their conversation. The three men turned. The woman had dropped her clipboard and was slumped against the fence separating them from the stables. Her breath came in ragged heaves. She was covered in a thin sheen of sweat, causing her white button-down shirt and tight grey skirt to cling to her skin. She moaned again, as if in pain.
"My God, what's the matter?" the short man exclaimed.
"I believe the lady has something to say." the doctor murmured with a twisted smile.
The woman spun about, her eyes wild. The front of her shirt was soaked completely through. The outlines of enormous breasts strained against the white fabric. The buttons looked about to burst. Her large, erect nipples were clearly visible, and seemed to be leaking moisture.
"I thought... you said... the milk had no effect on humans..." she panted, holding onto the fence for support, "you said... the serum was rendered impotent." She raised a hand to touch one of her lactating breasts. She let loose a squeal and nearly doubled over from the sensation.
"Oh, it doesn't, and you are correct; the serum is rendered impotent," the doctor bent down to retrieve the clipboard and handed it to one of the gaping businessmen, "...AFTER it goes through the pasteurization process. Fresh milk, on the other hand..."
Dr. Veers turned to the two men. "In regards to your earlier question: all of our livestock sign on with us quite willing. We have found they enjoy the initial experience so much that they often agree to work here indefinitely." He gestured to the woman. She seemed almost oblivious to their presence, leaning back against the fence with a far-away expression on her face.
"Please, feel free to interview our newest candidate."
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