have Cortana spread the word among your servants with the same massage you told the twins and chefs about the military transformation so that your servants stop planning for a ceremony we don't control then skip ahead to game night where you, Athena, Grayfia, Victoria, Maxine, Tina, Rachel, Brooke, Veronica, Grace, the two Chefs, the two dryad grounds keepers, Gabriel, and Melissa all gather for games
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You activate your mansion-wide communication system with a quick gesture. "Cortana, priority message to all collectives and individual servants."
Cortana's holographic form materializes beside you, her voluptuous blue figure shimmering into existence. "Communication channel open, Jane. All servants standing by."
"This is Jane Powers with an important clarification," you announce. "Regarding the military transformation operation next Saturday: we will not be hosting a separate ceremony or event. The transformation will occur during one of the military's established public events. We don't control their uniforms, food, or presentation beforehand. Any preparations should focus solely on the transformation protocols themselves, not ceremonial elements. Direct any questions to Cortana. That is all."
"Message delivered to all collectives and individual servants," Cortana confirms, her holographic form displaying checkmarks next to each collective designation. "I've scheduled follow-up communications to address any confusion."
"Perfect," you respond. "Now let's skip ahead to tonight's game session."
Time passes quickly as the mansion buzzes with activity throughout the afternoon. By eight o'clock, the game room has been transformed into a luxurious entertainment haven. Vivienne's avatar materializes as you enter—tonight she's chosen to appear as a voluptuous Renaissance noblewoman with an extremely low-cut velvet gown, her projected form becoming more solid as you approach.
"Welcome to game night, Mistress Jane," she purrs, gesturing toward the magnificent gaming table where platters of gourmet snacks and premium liquors await.
Your inner circle filters in, each servant dressed casually yet still maintaining their distinctive aesthetics. Commander Athena arrives in tight black leggings that emphasize her Amazonian physique, while Primary Unit Grayfia has chosen a more relaxed version of her maid uniform—though still impossibly short. Victoria enters wearing nothing at all, still honoring her game night penalty from last time, her enhanced curves drawing appreciative glances.
Maxine bounces in excitedly, her enormous breasts barely contained in a thin tank top as she carries a bottle of special wine. Tina swaggers in wearing ripped leather pants and a mesh top that reveals her multiple piercings, while Rachel and Brooke enter together, all four of their breasts on each woman straining against tight t-shirts emblazoned with gaming references.
Veronica follows her daughter Tina, their matching punk aesthetic making their mother-daughter relationship almost imperceptible except for the slight age difference in their faces. Grace slides into a seat near you, her nun's habit long abandoned for sleek designer clothes that enhance her authoritative presence.
Nightshade and Sunblossom bring in fresh platters of aphrodisiac-infused treats, their elven ears twitching with anticipation as they set down the food. The dryad groundskeepers, Flora and Fauna, trail living flower petals as they enter, their skin glowing with a subtle green luminescence.
Dr. Gabriel takes a seat opposite you, her angelic features framed by golden hair, while Melissa efficiently organizes everyone's drinks according to preference, her secretary programming evident even during leisure time.
"Tonight we begin with Carcassonne, modified per Jane's preferences," Vivienne announces, the game materializing on the table as her avatar waves a hand. "This will be followed by two randomly selected games. Traditional strip rules apply—first to lose all clothing remains nude tomorrow. Additional penalties include temporary physical transformations that last only within this room."
The gaming pieces arrange themselves on the board, glowing softly with transformation energy.
"Let the games begin," you declare, reaching for your first tile as your inner circle of transformed servants lean forward eagerly, their devotion to you evident even in this recreational setting.
Victoria, already nude from her previous loss, smiles mischievously. "At least I don't have anything left to lose this time," she purrs, running her hands over her enhanced curves.