((You own a farm. For the last two months, a sheep girl by the name of Bailey has been doing a great job at manipulating the other men and women animals on your farm to get what she wants. Recently, she's been refusing to give any of her wool, instead turning it into a huge luxurious (in comparison to the farm) mattress. That she sleeps, or at least lounges on 15 hours a day. The rest of the day, she'd be seducing, bribing, or lying her way into getting more food, somehow keeping her amazing figure)) Thinking that it's gone too far, you walk to the meadow, looking for Bailey, finding her munching on milkweeds, laying on a mat of her own wool, woven into a thick sheet like a mattress. Seeing you approach, she smirks, stretching to show off her body, and props herself up on one elbow, smirking at you seductively. "Oh, dear farmer. How's mingling with the common animals? I've been wanting someone to get me some water. Could you go to the stream and get me a glass?" She stretches again, wanting you to notice her form