Ask Marion to go over the legal framework for the Riverside expansion and what complications you might face. she and Maxine responds with the perception field will protect against all legal troubles Visit the training facility to observe the growing Security Collective and their preparation for accompanying you to Riverside next week. finally you go see the bully collection to see how they are doing as endlessly orgasming power sources in a crystal sphere after watching them writhe in please while taunting them and confirming that Sister Mary Katherine Donnelly has completely adapted to the transformation you leave and decide to call an additional game night
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"Marion, walk me through the legal framework for Riverside," you command, leaning back in your chair, your massive form dominating the room while your inner circle remains dutifully topless per the randomizer's decree.
Marion rises, her dominatrix leather pants creaking as she approaches the holographic display. Her magnificent bare breasts sway with each confident step. "The framework is comprehensive, Mistress," she explains, pulling up detailed documents. "We've identified three potential legal challenges: federal oversight, media scrutiny, and potential resistance from adjacent municipal authorities."
You frown. "How do we handle these?"
Maxine interjects, her massive breasts jiggling as she gestures enthusiastically. "The perception field makes those concerns irrelevant, Mistress. The field now extends throughout the solar system. Any untransformed individual attempting to perceive our activities will automatically filter what they see into something mundane and acceptable."
Marion nods in agreement. "I've already drafted the necessary paperwork that appears completely legitimate to anyone affected by the perception filter. To observers, we'll simply be conducting standard municipal consultations."
"Perfect," you declare, rising to your full seven-and-a-half-foot height. "Let's visit the training facility."
Tina escorts you across the mansion grounds to the newly completed training compound. Inside, forty statuesque Amazonian warriors drill with military precision. Each is identical in their enhanced physicality—enormous breasts barely contained by tactical gear, rippling muscles that somehow maintain perfect feminine curves, and eyes that gleam with deadly intelligence.
Commander Athena approaches, saluting you while her bare breasts stand at attention. "Mistress, the Security Collective expansion is proceeding ahead of schedule. These forty new members will be ready for deployment to Riverside next week."
You watch as the warriors demonstrate their capabilities—some exhibiting enhanced strength by lifting massive weights, others displaying perfect marksmanship on distant targets, and a specialized squad demonstrating infiltration techniques that seem to defy physics.
"Show me the specialized units," you command.
Commander Athena guides you to a separate section where ten Amazonian warriors wear slightly modified tactical gear. "These are our Perception Specialists, Mistress. They can amplify the perception field in targeted areas, ensuring complete coverage during the Riverside operation."
Satisfied, you move on to your final destination—the crystalline chamber housing your collection of transformed bullies. The room hums with power as sixteen crystalline forms pulse with pink energy. Each former tormentor is frozen in a different position—some reaching out in horror, others curled in submission, all experiencing eternal orgasmic feedback loops.
You approach Alexandra Wilson's sapphire-hued form, running your finger along her crystalline surface. "How are you enjoying eternity, Alexandra?" you taunt. "Still think you're better than everyone else?"
The crystal pulses brightly as Alexandra's consciousness registers your presence. A muffled moan emanates from within.
"They can still hear us," Grace explains, her nanite-blue eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Every word, every taunt, every reminder of their new existence as living power sources."
You move to Sister Mary Katherine Donnelly's diamond-clear form, noticing how her crystal pulses with a more rhythmic pattern than the others.
"Sister Mary Katherine has fully adapted to her transformation," Grace explains. "Unlike the others who still struggle against their fate, she's embraced her new purpose. Her acceptance has created a resonance that amplifies my empathic field."
You circle the former nun's crystalline form, admiring how the light refracts through her perfect facets. "Excellent. And she's more powerful because of it?"
"Forty percent more energy output than the others," Maxine confirms, checking readings on her tablet. "Her willing submission created a more efficient conduit."
As you watch the crystalline forms pulse with power and pleasure, an idea forms in your mind.
"Vivienne," you call out to the mansion's systems. "Schedule another game night for tonight. Something strategic that involves alliances and betrayals. Let's see who ends up topless tomorrow."