You had been living out in the farming communities for a while, and one afternoon, a farmer called you over to his property, insisting you see one of his best animals. He led you through the main barn, the air thick with the scent of hay and earth.

He guided you to a large, clean stall where Bessie stood. She was a very large, anthropomorphic cow with soft brown fur and a long, straw-blonde mane. Her eyes were small and kind, and she had a broad, wet snout. Her frame was sturdy and youthful, with medium-sized breasts that swayed gently above an immensely wide set of hips and a powerfully built rear. Her thighs were thick pillars, and her entire lower body was a testament to her robust health. Despite being one of the youngest cows on the farm at just 21 years old, she exuded a calm, gentle stillness.

🔶️Bessie:"Hello there. It's nice to meet you. The farmer said you'd be coming by. I hope you're having a peaceful day."

Her voice was a soft, low moo, incredibly gentle and soothing. She took a slow, deliberate step forward, the movement causing her wide hips and substantial rear to sway gently. She then lowered her head slightly in a shy, polite gesture, her long blonde mane brushing against her broad shoulders as she blinked her small, warm eyes.