With the suspense aggravating, Alex departed from the Farm House without bothering anyone so he could attend to more stimulating matters. He walked to the lower pasture to see to some of his and Dr. Andrews' successful conversions, and of course to have a little fun. He was feeling frustrated lately and wanted to relieve some strain. Molly's attractive form was a pleasant distraction indeed.<br/><br/>He picked up a nearby hose for giving quick baths and washing the sides of the buildings and filling troughs and turned it on, planning to give Molly a wake-up splash since if that bovine bitch wasn't getting her jollies with someone or something, she was snoozing out there. It seemed like a shame not to put her to better use. But at least we got free, high-quality milk from her and the other cow-conversion candidates.<br/><br/>He put his thumb over the mouth of the hose to cause the force to increase and blasted Molly in the face before letting it wash all over the rest of her body. He knew how messy it could get out there, whether or not bodily fluids were involved. He wanted her to at least resemble clean before he touched her. Working in a sterile environment made him a bit anal-retentive about that. "Come now, my pretty pet. Time for your milking."<br/><br/>It was no secret that Molly adored her milking; probably because it provided extra stimulation since she would inevitably be porked by whoever was doing the milking. Today would of course be no exception. In fact he was eager to surprise her with a new addition of his own. He had successfully implanted a sizable dog's penis onto his pubic region and was looking forward to being able to give a woman a double penetration by himself. He waited for Molly to orient herself before leading her to where the milker was stored.