Jim was escorted to his room after his injections. The place was small, with a single bed and a desk. On the desk was a note pad and pen. The bulge in his pants made moving feel uncomfortable. "Why are we even wearing clothes for this?" Unzipping his pants, Jim's cock and balls dangled to the floor. "So I guess I'm supposed to start fucking cows now..." Jim thought to himself. He heard that a social was going to happen later today. Leaving the room, buck naked, Jim searched the halls for where the social might be. "If I'm lucky, a cow might just walk right into."