"Thank you for your time Lyx'va~" Nyatasha winked and flashed Cain one last time before leaving the office.
Cain sighed as he began cleaning up the mess they made. He didn't get much work done after she came here and there was sure to be a backlog of interviews already with her not helping the last few hours.
He was sure to get a scolding from Luna but he had to take it like a champ. He went back out of the office and went over a few more things about the files that would most likely be approved. He began thinking of possible solutions or diagnosing the problems they had during their pregnancies.
He couldn't get any definite solutions since he had to see the patients first before making any real diagnosis. As the sun set, he left the basement and went up to the kitchen living room area to find Luna and his mother cooking together with Nyatasha curled up on the couch.
Luan quickly turned to him glaring and growling, not only because Nyatasha teased her about mating with him, but also because she could smell the bitchy cat on him. Nyatasha giggled in her half-asleep state as Cain was chewed out.
He sat and took it, and his mother ended up helping him calm his lover down but their next conversation wasn't much better.
"We met a lot of promising clients today~" Vala teased and Cain already didn't like where this was going.
"I met an Elven Princess today," Luna said making Cain choke on his dinner, "She's a representative of the Silveil House, a noble house within the Lymelona Kingdom, the Elven kingdom north of us."
"I met a Reindeer woman!" Cain's mother said excitedly, surprising him, "She was just as meek as Reindeer people were said to be but she was adorable! Make sure you take extra special care of her!"
Vala seemed serious and although Cain wanted to remind her that none of these women had been guaranteed, he kept his mouth shut feeling he would get attacked.
The evening passed with Nyatasha not teasing him which was a nice change. Their afternoon together seemed to have wiped her out as she stayed curled up on the couch most of the time.
Luna took Cain immediately back to their bedroom so she could remind him of who was the best for him. Cain found her jealousy cute since she tried really hard at first to lead and dominate him, only to bow down to his cock again.
By this time, she was out of heat, since it only lasted about a month, give or take a few days but she was still horny with all the hormones still in her system and with the circumstances surrounding this clinic.
Cain was in for some sex-filled days ahead and would need to get plenty of sleep now while he could. He fell asleep quickly with Luna in his arms for the first time since he got back to Nula.
The morning also quickly came and the couple had to start their day. Still no glaring signs of her being pregnant but they would wait a few days to a week. They pretty much did it every day during her heat cycle so she was bound to get knocked up, they just needed to be patient.
If a month passed without any signs, then there would be a problem.
Today, Cain had to meet with a few women that they interviewed on the first day. Either the Council was being really efficient in their duties, or they were dedicating all their time and effort to his clinic. Either way, the files for the few women like the Holstaur and Harpy women were processed quickly.
Cain had a feeling that the Council was ignoring everything else and making sure he was doing his job until the Carvfall branch High Priests were stripped of their positions. They probably wanted to find something wrong with his operation and try to indict him while they still had the power to do so.
Their 'efficiency' just meant a quicker fix for the women in trouble so it was a good thing to him. He was just going to live out his life here in comfort and try to ignore the problems with the Council as much as possible.
The first woman he was meeting with was the Holstaur woman, Moona, who was having trouble with her milk or udders not working properly most likely. He could only go off of her interview so he hoped it wasn't something more serious like a genetic defect in her milk production or something.
"Hello, Mr. Tauruso, my name is Moooona and I'm a Holstaur woman. I hope you can help me, sir." A lovely cow milf held her hands together with little tears in her eyes.
Cain was very surprised at how sweet she was, and it goes to show that rumors about certain races weren't always right. It was said that Holstaurs were mean and rude to other races, especially humans, for always drinking their milk that was meant for their children.
Maybe that was a small few, or Moona was just an exception. Either way, she was a very sweet woman, and a very very tall one too. She was probably somewhere between 7 and 8 feet tall with very thicc thighs that could easily make his head explode like a watermelon.
Her skin was a light caramel color, like a human's tanned skin might look like, and a pure white hide with intermitted blotches of black like a cow. Her animal features consisted of hooved feet and longer ankle bones, that led up her meaty legs to her big booty which was at least 3 or 4 feet wide.
She was a bigger woman, chubby, but no less beautiful and her little tail swished behind her in excitement for the hopefully good news to come. Her torso was pretty much like a normal human woman's, with a sexy belly, tits, arms, and face.
She had ears more like a cow's, a bit bigger than a human's with a bit of a white coloration with some horns on top of her head that peeked out from underneath her white human-looking hair.
The biggest thing he noticed about her, was her ginormous mommy milkers.
They were huge, to put it lightly. She was wearing a bikini top since most shirts didn't fit her unless it was custom made and as she was a Holstaur, she was constantly producing milk, especially when she was pregnant, so milk was always ruining her shirts to the point that she gave them up.
Many Holstaur women like her would just wear bikini tops that only covered the necessary bits and were mostly made to help catch and soak up the leaking milk from their udders. She only had two boobs, like a human, but they acted more like a cow's where they swelled up a lot when she was milking.
Cain refrained from asking to milk her, since like with Nyatasha, she would most likely agree.
Cain had a hard time focusing as her big 'ol titties jiggled with her every word or movement and mesmerized him. Moona eventually caught him staring, making her blush and her nipples leak a bit. While she was technically married, her husband had agreed to this since he too wanted a family with her.
"M-Mr. Tauruso?" Moona called out to him again, calling him her native legend.
Cain came back to reality and cleared his throat in embarrassment.
"Sorry about that, It's just my first time meeting a Holstaur before. Your kind is quite private I believe." He tried to change the subject.
"Well, I guess we are quite private people, but that is mostly because of the line of work we normally go into, the dairy industry." Moona didn't mind his staring and tried to correct his thoughts.
"I've heard rumors that Holstaurs can be mean, I guess those rumors are false since you are so sweet and easy to talk to." He praised her and she blushed again.
"Well, those rumors aren't completely false," She said, making him raise an eyebrow in interest, "It's mostly our Bulls who are like that. My husband can be that way sometimes too but it's normal for our species. We are very protective of our kin so that's another reason why we are private people.
"We don't take kindly to strangers a lot of times so my husband didn't join me in fear of lashing out. He really is a sweetheart though. He's a very good man."
Moona smiled lovingly thinking of her husband and it made Cain smile as well while feeling weird inside.
'He's a cuckold.' He thought but didn't say it.
"He sounds like a lucky man to have someone like you by his side. Now, why don't we get down to business shall we? What seems to be your issue?"
Moona blushed again as she stuttered to say her issue since it was a bit embarrassing.
"My udders have been leaking a lot more than normal lately, and it started last spring when I got pregnant." She looked down depressed and cried a bit as she thought of her lost calf.
Cain held her hands gently and smiled.
"This is a safe space. I know it is hard to talk about these things but I'm here to help so you never have to go through something so traumatic again. Also, if you ever need someone to talk to about whatever, I and the others who work here are here to listen. You may also want to talk to my mother since she also had some issues when I was born."
Moona nodded, sniffling and clearing away her tears with a tissue he gave her. Cain felt his heartache at how much this sweet cowoman went through. She calmed down enough to continue explaining her issues.
Cain's initial diagnosis he thought of after reading her file seemed to be paritally true, in the fact that her udders were leaking so much that there was no colostrum in them anymore, leading to her calf not getting the right nutrients needed to build up its own immune system and metabolism.
Cain explained his initial thoughts, making the cow woman said and happy that her problem was such a simple fix basically. Cain said that she would get some medication to make sure there weren't any infections or unwanted bacteria in her milk since she wasn't milking at the moment after what happened.
He also said that she should be milked more regularly if her teets are always leaking and eat foods higher in cholesterol so her milk thickens up a bit to prevent leaking. A bit more cholesterol in her system wouldn't affect her future calves negatively.
"Would you be alright with starting your first milking session now?" Cain asked the blushing cowoman.
"P-Please." Moona meekly replied as she reached back and untied her bikini, allowing her mommy milkers to see the light of day.
Cain couldn't help but widen his eyes at her inverted nipples that were dripping with white gold.