Maple is sleeping peacefully in bed, her massive form rising and falling with each slow breath. Her enormous belly dominates the mattress, spilling over the edges and pressing into the floor like a warm, taut drum. Stretch marks trace glowing lines across its surface, some translucent enough to catch glimpses of shapes shifting lazily inside. Her four heavy udders rest between her thighs, deep crimson and glistening, their long puffy teats pooling milk into the damp towels beneath her. Her breasts bulge sideways beneath the sheets, nipples leaking slow rivulets into the permanently stained mattress. A soft, sweet-scented mist clings to her dewy skin. Her cow tail flicks in her sleep, curling and uncurling with distant dreams. Every few moments a kick ripples visibly across her belly surface, making her groan softly without waking. The bed frame creaks under her weight. Milk puddles spread slowly beneath her.