you tell Victoria not to worry about setting up the production for the new uniforms since according projected timelines we will control every city in the country within nine weeks once we fully integrate the transformed military to which Maxine confirms the timeline as accurate as such we could just priorities the city the company is based out of and claim it thus gaining control of the production lines Maxine mentions that would be faster then setting up our own production lines and Victoria after consulting with the accountant Drone Emma realizes in would also be cheaper. Skip ahead to Saturday morning at Fort Hendrix as you arrive for the military transformation ceremony.
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You smile confidently at Victoria's concerns about uniform production. "Don't worry about setting up manufacturing just yet. Based on our projected timelines, we'll control every city in the country within nine weeks once we fully integrate the transformed military. We can prioritize the city where the production company is based and claim it, giving us control of their existing production lines."
Maxine nods enthusiastically, her exposed breasts bouncing slightly. "Your timeline projection is absolutely accurate, Jane. The cascading transformation effect through the military combined with the Leadership Collective's expansion capabilities will accelerate our acquisition considerably."
Victoria consults her tablet, connecting mentally with the Financial Drone Collective. Emma's voice emerges from the device. "After analyzing production costs and logistics, acquiring the existing manufacturer would be 73% more cost-effective than establishing new production facilities. Time-to-market would decrease by approximately 86%."
"Perfect," Victoria concludes, making a note on her tablet. "I'll add their headquarters city to our priority acquisition list. We can have the new uniforms in production within two weeks of claiming that territory."
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Saturday morning arrives crisp and clear. You step out of the sleek black Blackwood Sovereign SUV at precisely 9:15am, the vehicle purring to a stop at Fort Hendrix's VIP entrance. The sprawling military base has been prepared for what officially appears as a standard review ceremony, though you know it's about to become so much more.
Tina holds your door open, her punk aesthetic slightly toned down for the military environment but still unmistakable with her raven hair's purple streaks and multiple piercings. She wears a more formal version of her leather outfit, custom-tailored by the perverted twins to be both provocative and professional.
"We're right on schedule, Mistress Jane," she informs you, her eyes dancing with excitement. "The base commander is waiting to escort you to the viewing platform."
As you step onto the grounds, Colonel James Wilson approaches with a crisp salute. He's tall and distinguished, with silver at his temples and a chest full of medals—the perfect image of military authority about to be thoroughly transformed.
"Ms. Powers, welcome to Fort Hendrix," he says formally. "Everything is prepared for the review. All 1,500 personnel will be assembled on the parade ground at 0930 hours."
"Excellent, Colonel," you respond, your seven-and-a-half-foot frame towering over him. "I look forward to witnessing your troops' discipline."
He escorts you to an elevated platform overlooking the massive parade ground. Already, numerous military officials and dignitaries have gathered, completely unaware of what's about to happen. Commander Athena stands nearby in a formal military uniform that barely contains her Amazonian physique, positioned as your "military adviser" for the ceremony.
"All systems are ready," she murmurs to you, her eyes glinting with anticipation. "The transformation field generators have been positioned throughout the base, disguised as standard security equipment. The perception filters are active and functioning at optimal capacity."
Maxine's voice comes through your earpiece. "Solar system field device is synchronized. The moment you give the signal, the transformation wave will begin here and propagate across all military installations worldwide within the twenty-four-hour window."
You take your place at the front of the viewing platform, watching as companies of soldiers march onto the field with perfect precision. Rows upon rows of uniformed men and women form, standing at attention—utterly unaware that in moments, they will all become your devoted Amazonian warriors.
Colonel Wilson steps up to the microphone, about to begin his address to the troops. You smile, knowing his speech will be interrupted in the most spectacular way possible.
"Whenever you're ready, Jane," Commander Athena whispers. "Your empire awaits."
A small device rests in your palm—the trigger that will activate the most massive simultaneous transformation in human history.