Approve the coordinated military-backed expansion plan targeting the fifteen most vulnerable cities first, beginning with the city where the uniform production facility is located finish up by saying that any further expansion are up to Grace's and Victoria's discrestion and to coordinate with them and Commander Athena mentioning Athena causes the military leadership in the room to slightly swoon drawing smirks from you and the servants you brought with you.
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You survey the transformed military leadership standing at attention before you, their enhanced Amazonian bodies a testament to your power. With a decisive nod, you address the room.
"I approve the coordinated military-backed expansion plan," you announce, your voice carrying the weight of absolute authority. "We'll target the fifteen most vulnerable cities first, beginning with the one housing the uniform production facility."
General Anderson immediately brings up a detailed holographic map highlighting the target cities, with the uniform production site—located in the industrial city of Riverbrook—prominently marked as priority one.
"Excellent choice, Mistress Jane," she says, her golden-tinted skin catching the light as she manipulates the holographic display. "Riverbrook's defenses are minimal, and their mayor has already shown susceptibility to our influence during preliminary exposure."
Victoria steps forward, her business suit impeccably tailored to her enhanced curves. "The uniform factory acquisition will accelerate our timeline by 73%, as I projected. We can begin production of the specialized military attire immediately upon securing the facility."
"The Leadership Collective already has operatives in position," Grace adds, her nanite-blue eyes gleaming. "Mayor Thompson has been identified as highly receptive to transformation, with deeply buried submissive tendencies that will make her transition particularly smooth."
You nod approvingly at their preparations, then wave your hand with a dismissive elegance. "Any further expansions beyond these initial targets will be at Grace's and Victoria's discretion. They should coordinate directly with Commander Athena for military support as needed."
At the mention of Commander Athena's name, a visible ripple passes through the military leadership. General Anderson's pupils dilate noticeably, while Admiral Montgomery presses her thighs together beneath the conference table. General Taylor's breathing quickens, her chest rising and falling more rapidly as her iridescent hair seems to shimmer with increased intensity.
Commandant Rodriguez actually lets out a small, involuntary sigh, quickly covering it with a cough. Admiral Chen grips the edge of the table, her knuckles whitening as she struggles to maintain her professional composure.
The reaction doesn't escape your notice, and you exchange amused glances with Tina and Melissa. Your secretary's lips curve into a knowing smirk, while Tina barely contains a snicker behind her hand.
"Fascinating side effect," Victoria murmurs to you, one eyebrow raised. "The idolization protocol appears to have significant physiological responses beyond simple loyalty."
Commander Athena stands a little straighter, clearly aware of her effect on the military brass. Her expression remains professionally neutral, but there's a hint of satisfaction in her eyes as she addresses the room.
"I'll establish a direct communication protocol with both Victoria and Grace for coordinating resources," she states, her voice causing another wave of barely-suppressed reactions among the officers. "Each operation will be conducted with maximum efficiency and minimal visibility to unauthorized observers."
"Yes, Commander!" the five generals respond in perfect unison, their voices carrying an unmistakable undertone of devotion that borders on worship.
"Well then," you say, rising from your seat with regal confidence, "I believe our business here is concluded. Begin preparations for the Riverbrook operation immediately. I expect the city secured within 48 hours."
As you turn to leave, General Anderson steps forward, saluting with perfect military precision despite the flush visible on her cheeks. "It will be done, Mistress Jane. The uniform factory and all of Riverbrook will be yours before Wednesday morning."