Your rubbery ears flick as you hear the familiar sound of Lisa's boots as she walks past your little containment cell. She stops, turning to look at your rubbery, taut form. You don't remember much before being in her lab. You remember being captured by her, and a faint memory of once not being a cow... Too much to think about. You watch as she studies you as you look at her, your rubbery gut slightly swaying when you move closer to the glass.