"We were writing our tests. I wasn't paying attention to her, but all of a sudden she raised her hand, and I saw her shirt was all wet."
"How long ago was this? When you first noticed she was lactating?"
"Maybe half an hour? Then I went to check on her in the bathroom, and, uh..."
"You milked her?"
"I had to. We did it into the sink."
"You didn't drink any, did you?"
"Cowgirl milk is really something powerful when it's unpasteurized. You just washed it off? You didn't lick your fingers or scratch your nose or anything like that?"
"I was clean. I think I was clean."
"You better stay here too."
"Hey there, Bell. How are you feeling, sweetie? Still dizzy?"
"A little bit. I was writing a test though. I gotta-"
"Whoa there. Don't go rushing off just yet. You don't have your balance."
"Okay. I mean... my test..."
"You're in no condition for that right now."
"You said - the other nurse said I wasn't a Cowgirl."
"I'm sure she didn't say it like that. She might have said we'd double check if you went another few days without milking. But we were wrong! You're just a late bloomer."
"Are you okay? Are you dizzy again?"
"No. I'm... I'm fine."
"We should get you into a stretcher."
"Yes - I mean... no. I don't want to. Okay, I will. No."
"How do you feel?"
"Floaty. Like I'm in slow motion."
"Any bad feelings? Nausea?"
"A little dizzy. My stomach’s fine. My back’s fine. My ti... I’m all fine. Just… sloooowed dooown. Hard to balance."
"That's fine. It's a normal symptom. First milking, it goes right to your head. Messes with the way your brain connects with your inner ear for a little bit."
"I hear fine, though. Uh. I'm forgetting something. I feel like I forgot what I forgot."
"That's okay. You can just wait here while I talk with your friend. No going anywhere."
"I was at a farm."
"You've been in school since 8. Rest your head a bit."
"She's okay? She was on another planet when - in the bathroom. She mooed."
"Her symptoms are normal, for her first milking-"
"Uh, what's it do? Unpasteurized cowgirl milk? I don't think I drank any. I got some on my hands though. I think I washed it all off."
"No, you're clear. Cowgirl milk is just thick with hormones. If you haven't transformed yet it can influence where you end up. From Nurse to Wet Nurse, that sort of thing."
"So if I was going to be an Executive..."
"You haven't had any. Even the pasteurized stuff makes you pretty wild. You'd have started masturbating by now."
"And that came out of Bell? This is just... so weird. Maybe I should take a pill?"
"You don't need a pill."
"Okay. Sorry. I feel so - so guilty freaking out. I don't really want to be a Cowgirl either. I mean, Bell's just been freaking out about it nonstop for a week, and it's so hard to cheer her up I've been avoiding her a little..."
"It's alright to be a little lost."
"Yeah, but... I feel like a bad friend."
"She's not the only one going through a confusing change. It's okay. You really stepped up back there, making sure she was all right. That's more than some people would do."
"Yeah, but... I don't think I can just be pokerfaced around her all the time. I don't wanna freak out and freak her out."
"That's fine. You don't have to carry the weight of everything for her. Just do what you're doing. Help when you can and remember it's not about you."