Join Maxine for the aircraft demonstration tomorrow afternoon, bringing Victoria along after making sure that this tech is only for our property and the military once Victoria claims the companies that produce military aircraft. you also inspect the employees which have already been transformed into the super pilots and super flight attendants discussed earlier. the plane is a jumbo airliner with every seat being first class in quality since you decided to make sure every passenger gets first class treatment while paying for economy prices with the spatial tech making sure the amount of seats per plane do not decrease you mention as you arrive to not to bother telling you the pilots and flight attendants' names because you don't care after the tour you decline any test flight saying that you will wait until you private jet is finish and to make sure to match flight times for other airplanes in order to avoid midair collisions due to your planes being faster but the perception field making people think otherwise
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The sleek Blackwood Sovereign glides into the massive private hangar at Riverside International Airport where Atlantic Airways' flagship Boeing 787 awaits. As you step out with Victoria beside you, Maxine emerges from beneath the aircraft's wing, tablet in hand and lab coat unbuttoned to reveal her impressive cleavage.
"Welcome to the future of air travel," she announces proudly, gesturing toward the seemingly ordinary commercial airliner. "From the outside, perfectly conventional. Inside... revolutionary."
You stride toward the aircraft, your seven-and-a-half-foot frame commanding attention from the transformed staff lined up alongside the boarding stairs. The flight crew stands at perfect attention—twelve female flight attendants with identical enhanced curves straining against their jewel-blue Atlantic Airways uniforms, their skirts dramatically shorter than regulation.
"Don't bother with their names," you state dismissively as Maxine opens her mouth to introduce them. "I don't care. Show me the technology."
Victoria smirks beside you, clipboard in hand. "Wise decision, Jane. The personnel are interchangeable assets."
Maxine nods and leads you up the boarding stairs. As you duck through the doorway, the interior takes your breath away—what should be a cramped tube has become a spacious luxury cabin that seems impossibly large.
"Spatial expansion technology," Maxine explains, running her hand along a plush seat that would cost thousands in a conventional first-class cabin. "Every seat provides first-class comfort while maintaining economy pricing. The aircraft can still fit the same number of passengers, but each has triple the space."
You move through the cabin, testing the seats' comfort. "This technology is exclusive to our properties and military applications once Victoria acquires the relevant aerospace companies, correct?"
"Absolutely," Victoria confirms, making notes on her clipboard. "I've identified three key manufacturers for acquisition. Within six weeks, we'll control 87% of commercial aircraft production in North America."
You continue your inspection, running your hand along the overhead bins that open with a whisper-quiet hydraulic system.
"The ark reactor is housed in a specially shielded compartment," Maxine explains, leading you toward the cockpit. "It provides unlimited clean power with no radiation risk. The repulsor engines function identically to conventional turbines from an external perspective but deliver 837% increased thrust."
The cockpit door slides open to reveal two transformed pilots—both statuesque women with enhanced figures barely contained by their tight uniforms. They stand immediately at attention.
"Super pilot transformations complete," the captain reports, her voice crisp and professional despite her pornstar appearance. "Enhanced spatial awareness, perfect reflexes, complete immunity to fatigue, and substance aversion all functioning at optimal levels."
"The perception field generators are installed throughout the fuselage," Maxine continues as you examine the cockpit's controls. "Passengers and external observers perceive conventional flight times and operations. Only we know the aircraft is traveling at supersonic speeds without sonic boom."
"What about collision avoidance?" you ask, pressing a finger against the navigation display.
"That's the brilliance of the system," Maxine explains with obvious pride. "The flight management computer automatically adjusts speed to match conventional aircraft timelines for all published schedules. Our planes arrive exactly when expected—not early, not late—despite traveling most of the route at supersonic speeds."
Victoria runs her hand along the captain's arm, causing the woman to shiver with pleasure. "The flight attendant transformation includes emergency surgical capabilities and disruption prevention presence," she notes. "Any medical emergency or unruly passenger can be handled without diversion."
After completing your inspection, you step back onto the boarding stairs. "No test flight today. I'll wait until my private jet is ready. When does production begin on the rest of the fleet?"
"Full implementation begins next week," Maxine replies. "Atlantic Airways' entire fleet will be converted within a month. Passengers will simply notice more comfortable flights with fewer delays."
You nod in satisfaction. "Perfect. Another piece of the empire falls into place."