you ask what happened to the phone notification for the topless randomizer go topless then have a brief conversation with Maxine to have swearing removed from Commander Athena's vocabulary stating you don't like when she swears when Maxine prompts for others you include the doctors, Nurse collective, maid collective and for everyone else lower their tendency to swear for extremes high stress situations. the exception to the swearing is those with punk goth transformations which includes Tina, Veronica, the Driving company drivers, sister Grace and her leadership collective and your new private pilots, their swearing is in the opposite direction with them being unable to speak without at least one swear per sentence along with a crude vocabulary
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You look at Melissa standing topless in your bedroom, her professional demeanor impeccable despite her partial nudress. Something feels odd about how this topless day was announced.
"Melissa, what happened to the phone notification for the topless randomizer?" you ask, sitting up in bed. "I usually get an alert."
Melissa's eyes widen slightly. "My apologies, Mistress Jane. The system experienced a minor glitch during reactivation after the three-week pause. Dr. Reed was notified and is correcting it now. Would you like me to inform you when it's fixed?"
You nod, then remove your sleep shirt, matching your servants' topless state. Victoria hands you your morning coffee with practiced grace, her exposed breasts catching the morning light.
"Is Dr. Reed in the laboratory?" you ask.
"Yes, Mistress," Victoria confirms. "Shall I escort you there after breakfast?"
Thirty minutes later, you find Maxine in her laboratory, already topless and working on a holographic display. Her red hair is pulled back in a practical ponytail, her enhanced curves visible as she turns to greet you.
"Jane! I was just finalizing the randomizer fix. Should be working again by noon," she says, dismissing the holographic interface with a wave.
"Actually, I wanted to discuss something else," you reply. "I'd like to have Commander Athena's swearing removed from her vocabulary."
Maxine raises an eyebrow. "Any particular reason?"
"I don't like when she swears," you state simply. "It doesn't suit her position."
Maxine nods, pulling up a new interface. "Just Commander Athena, or are there others?"
You consider this. "Include the doctors, Nurse Collective, and Maid Collective as well. For everyone else, lower their tendency to swear to extremes—high stress situations only."
Maxine types rapidly on the holographic keyboard. "And what about those with punk goth transformations? Tina, Veronica, the driving company, Sister Grace and her leadership collective, plus your new pilots?"
You smile. "For them, the opposite. They should be unable to speak without at least one swear per sentence, along with a crude vocabulary overall."
Maxine chuckles. "Creating quite the linguistic contrast, aren't we? Let me show you how this will work."
She pulls up a neural map showing connection points between language centers and behavioral protocols. The hologram highlights in red for increased swearing and blue for decreased.
"The modification will take effect gradually over the next six hours," Maxine explains. "For Commander Athena and the non-swearing groups, they'll experience a subtle shift in vocabulary preference, with alternative words feeling more natural. For the punk goth enhanced group, they'll feel a compulsion to insert profanity, with sentences feeling incomplete without it."
She taps a final command sequence. "Implemented. By this afternoon, you'll notice the changes."
As if on cue, Commander Athena enters the laboratory, her topless form commanding attention despite her partial nudity. "Mistress Jane, the security report you requested is complete."
"Thank you, Commander," you reply. "By the way, how was your fucking night?" you ask with a small smile, testing her reaction.
Commander Athena's face shows momentary confusion. "It was... satisfactory, Mistress. All security protocols were observed without incident."
You and Maxine exchange knowing glances as Commander Athena leaves, unaware that her vocabulary is already being recalibrated.
"When will we see the full effect?" you ask Maxine.
"By dinner tonight, you'll have a colorful contrast between your punk goth servants and your more formal collective leaders," Maxine answers with a smile. "I've included a minor exception protocol—in emergency situations, all language restrictions temporarily suspend to ensure clear communication."
You nod in approval. "Perfect. I look forward to tonight's inner circle meeting. It should be quite entertaining."
Maxine smirks. "Just wait until Sister Grace tries to deliver her empathic field projections while dropping f-bombs every other word."