Your eyes went wide when you saw the person on the other side. It was a female satyr. You couldn't tell her height, since she was in a wheelchair. She had red skin, long black hair, and green eyes. She had the horns, ears, and from what you could see, legs of a goat. But that was not what caught your attention. What caught your attention were her breasts. They were gargantuan. They had to be at least twice the size of yoga balls. Those must have been too heavy for her to move on her own power.
"Cali Denverson?" Mazee asks.
"Yes, that's me. Come on in." Cali replies as she wheels away from the door.
Mazee thanked her and walked in. As she did, you noticed that Cali had an elevator in her home.
"Who is your friend?" Cali asks, looking at you through Mazee's hair.
"Oh, this is Tim. He'll be working with me. Shall we go to the living room?" Mazee asks.
Cali nods and the three of you head into the living room. Mazee sits down on the couch and, taking you out of her hair, sets you on the coffee table.
Mazee pulls out a tape recorder. "Why don't we start the interview by having you introduce yourself?"
Cali nods. "My name is Cali Denverson. I am... was a doctor and Fearfield General Hospital. I was studying LOS, hoping to find ways to improve the strength of werewolves with it, when something happened. I can't remember what, but somehow, it gave me LOS."
You were surprised. LOS, short for Lactose Overload Syndrome, was a condition that caused women's breasts to become extremely large and fill with milk that they can't lactate. But it only affected werewolves, succubi, and gargoyles. How did Cali, a satyr, get it?
"I become unable to properly do my duties, but I was given the opprotunity to work from home. I now give medical advice on Fearfield General's website." Cali continues.
"I'm so sorry." You say. You felt bad for her.
"It gets worse. These things?" She says, referring to her breasts. "They're still growing. I've run tests. They will never stop getting bigger. But it's not all bad. I'm a spokeswoman for the condition now. And being a satyr with a condition that only werewolves, succubi, and gargoyles get has made me a minor celebrity."
Mazee smiles. "I'm glad you've turned you're condition into something good." She says.
For the next two hours, Mazee continues the interview. As she did, you learned more about Cali. She was a nice woman, and she did want to help people, though she missed her job as a proper doctor.
Near the end, you got up to use the bathroom. When you came back, you saw that Mazee...
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