Zombified cash cows need to be milked too. Look at My mesmerizing curves and feel your itty bitty brain being eaten away, zombie. It doesn’t matter that you can’t formulate thoughts because mooing is all I want you to do. I fill your empty numbskull with My voice while draining your money milk sac. Your wallet pussy gets weak and wet as I take over. All you want is a leash and tattoo to cement your destiny as My owned pay pet. Knowing you could possibly belong to Me makes your money udders a milky mess. Even after I suck you into and spit you out of this clip you are still My cash cow zombie, just zipped and stuffed back into your musty uncomfortable human suit.