skip ahead a couple of weeks to the complete of the Mansion's hospital afterward you observe to adaptive collective shift from supporting the handywoman collective to supporting the maid collective as a sub collective until further notice while the handywoman collective shift gears to maintenance.
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Two weeks have passed since your military transformation at Fort Hendrix, and you stand in the gleaming entrance of the newly completed hospital wing of Victoria's mansion. The transformation has been remarkable—what was once an unused east wing has been converted into a state-of-the-art medical facility that rivals the most advanced hospitals in the world.
"Welcome to the completion tour, Mistress Jane," Dr. Tsunade Senju says, bowing deeply before you. Her enhanced figure strains against her medical coat, deliberately sized two sizes too small to accentuate her impossible curves. "The Handywoman Collective has outdone themselves."
Dr. Rebecca Frost steps forward, wiping sweat from her brow. Her overalls are covered in construction dust, but her enhanced muscles show no sign of fatigue despite two weeks of non-stop work. "Thank you, Mistress. We've completed the installation of all medical equipment, including the healing chamber pods you requested."
You walk through the pristine white corridors, observing the blend of cutting-edge technology and comfortable design. Each room features advanced medical equipment alongside luxurious accommodations that make it feel more like a high-end hotel than a hospital.
"The nanite infusion systems are fully operational," Dr. Maxine explains, pointing to the ceiling where subtle blue lines trace through the structure. "Any treatment administered here will be 87% more effective than in conventional hospitals, with recovery times reduced by 73%."
As you continue the tour, you notice members of the Adaptive Collective—recognizable by their synchronized movements and matching outfits—beginning to shift their activities. Where they had been assisting the Handywoman Collective with construction tasks, they now move in perfect harmony toward Maid Collective members.
"Mistress Jane," Primary Unit Naomi Edwards of the Adaptive Collective approaches you, her six identical members forming a perfect semicircle behind her. "Per the completion of the hospital project, we are now transitioning to support the Maid Collective as instructed."
Their outfits shimmer and transform before your eyes, the practical jumpsuits they wore while assisting with construction morphing into more revealing versions of the Maid Collective's French maid uniforms, though still maintaining the distinctive metallic sheen that identifies them as Adaptive.
"We will function as a sub-collective to Primary Unit Grayfia until further notice," Naomi continues, her voice perfectly modulated. "Our enhanced adaptation capabilities will allow us to anticipate cleaning and maintenance needs 3.7 seconds before they arise."
Primary Unit Grayfia materializes from around a corner, bowing deeply. "The Maid Collective welcomes the assistance, Mistress Jane. This will increase our efficiency by 42% while allowing us to expand service to the new hospital wing without compromising mansion standards."
Dr. Rebecca Frost approaches with her Handywoman Collective members lined up behind her. Their overalls are being exchanged for maintenance jumpsuits with tool belts. "With the hospital complete, we're shifting to maintenance mode as instructed, Mistress. We'll ensure all systems remain operational while standing ready for your next construction project."
You watch as the collectives seamlessly reorganize themselves according to your desires. The Adaptive Collective members immediately begin shadowing Maid Collective units, learning their routines while adding their own enhancements. Meanwhile, the Handywoman Collective begins establishing maintenance schedules, their enhanced muscles rippling as they move equipment to their new workshop.
"Is the transition satisfactory, Mistress?" Naomi asks, her metallic-sheened maid uniform catching the light as she curtsies deeply before you.
The hospital wing gleams with perfection around you—a testament to your empire's growing power and the absolute loyalty of your transformed servants.