She hugs you more and more.
Bessie: Oh (your name) I've always loved you.
You: And I've always loved you.
She then lays down on her back and presses you into her soft, jiggly tummy.
Bessie: Why would you try to keep me from getting fat? I love being fat; it makes my tummy happy.
You: If I had known you wanted to be fat, I would've gone out of my way to make you the fattest cow alive.
Bessie: Yay! Can I start getting fatter now?
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