go back to dr. reed and turn him into your slutty genius loyal obedient girlfriend
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You head back down to the underground lab with Melissa following attentively behind you, clipboard in hand. "Should I prepare meeting notes for your session with Dr. Reed?" she asks professionally, though her eyes betray her devotion to you.
The laboratory door slides open with a pneumatic hiss. Inside, Dr. Maxwell Reed hunches over his workbench, his wild gray hair illuminated by the harsh fluorescent lighting. Test tubes and electrical components litter the metal surface.
"Back so soon?" he asks without looking up. "I expected you'd be out collecting test subjects all night." He finally turns, eyebrows raising at the sight of Melissa in her transformed state. "Ah! I see you've already acquired one specimen. Excellent work, Jane."
While he's distracted examining Melissa with scientific curiosity, you carefully reach into your bag and grip the Servant Gun. You scroll through the settings, past secretary, maid, and bimbo, until you reach "Experimental." The tiny keyboard appears on the screen.
You quickly type: "Genius Girlfriend" and aim the weapon at Dr. Reed.
"What are you—" Dr. Reed begins, but he's cut off as you pull the trigger.
A brilliant purple beam engulfs the doctor. He screams – not in pain but in shock as his body begins to change. His lab coat melts away as his frame shrinks, shoulders narrowing while hips expand dramatically. Long, shapely legs form beneath a skirt that materializes from nothing. His chest pushes outward, growing into large, perfectly rounded breasts that strain against a suddenly-appeared low-cut blouse.
Dr. Reed's face softens, jawline becoming delicate as his wild gray hair lengthens, transforms to a luscious blonde, and styles itself into elegant waves cascading over newly formed shoulders. His eyes widen, now framed by long lashes, as full lips part in a gasp.
When the transformation completes, where Dr. Maxwell Reed once stood is now an exceptionally beautiful woman in her thirties. She's dressed in a tight pencil skirt that hugs her wide hips and a nearly transparent white blouse that barely contains her enormous breasts. A pair of stylish glasses perches on her delicate nose.
"Oh my," she purrs, her voice melodic and seductive yet somehow maintaining an intellectual edge. She adjusts her glasses with a perfectly manicured finger. "Jane, darling, I feel... absolutely incredible."
Dr. Maxine Reed – as your mind now automatically recognizes her – saunters toward you with a hypnotic sway of her hips. "You clever, clever girl," she says, pressing her body against yours. "Using my creation on me... that's exactly the kind of bold thinking I adore about you."
She places a soft hand on your cheek, her brilliant eyes sparkling with intelligence and unmistakable desire. "I retain all my knowledge about quantum physics, biochemistry, and transformation technology," she whispers, "but now I only want to use it to please you, to make you happy... to serve you in every way possible."
Melissa clears her throat from behind you. "Should I update the laboratory records to reflect Dr. Reed's... new professional status?" she asks, her secretary persona struggling to process the situation professionally.