They really got this whole 'domestication' thing right... they domesticated US!
Well I gave Dreamy a little grope today and she feels the same as last time, her udder has certainly gone flabby but nothing is going on yet. Then Beauty shoved her nose up my bottom so she got a turn. SHE HAS A BAG!!! Ok it probably doesn't count as a bag yet but its not just flabby like Dreamy's there is definitely a bit of something to it!
So I turned to find Painted Lady giving me a very weird look.
"Please?" I asked her.
"heck no," Painted Lady responded with a disgusted snort.
"Just a little feel, or just a feel of that belly!" I said eagerly.
"Were you dropped on your head in your past?" Painted Lady asked me with a scornful tone.
"Actually yes," I said, "I'm sure Apache has told you all about that time he gave me a concussion."
"That explains it," Painted Lady rolled her eyes at me and then farted on Apollo who had gotten too close.
"Hello!" Apollo declared.
"How about I just lift your tail and have a little peek?" I pleaded, eager to see if anything was happening down there.
"How about you jump in the trough and drown yourself?" Painted Lady suggested.
"I love you!" Apollo declared, bumping into Sheva who went to kick him, discovered it was Apollo and knew the message wouldn't sink in. She chose to ignore him instead.
"Alright I'll just rub your neck then," I decided.
"I'LL KILL YOU IN YOUR SLEEP!" Painted Lady declared with a squeal, walloped Apollo and retreated.
"She's been a bit sensitive," Ashanti explained apologetically. "Hormones," she added in a polite whisper.
Painted Lady's response to that has been censored.
"I love you! KISS ME!" Apollo declared as he shoved his nose into my face.
So I kissed him and still have no idea how Painted Lady's udder looks.