To add more shock Bess had expected this. "I would have done this to your Uncle but he was too old to be my calf and he politely declined my advances. You, on the other hand were easier to persuade than I could ever have anticipated. Now you are my little calf, my little baby." That final sentence hit you like a bullet to the head, but with a more drastic effect. Your voice is full of fear and hesitant to even speak. "But why would you do THIS to me? This wasn't necessary." Bess looks at you with a look of real concern. "Now you look the part as my baby. Sasha will understand and will take over. I need a companion though, and what better than a calf of my own."
Bess appears very intent to own you but you're naturally unsure. She seems like an ideal mother figure, but do you really want to be her baby calf?
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