Authorize the triple-verification system and reward Maxine for her hard work right there in the laboratory
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"I authorize the triple-verification system," you say decisively, placing your hand on the holographic authorization pad. The system responds with a soft chime as your biometrics are verified, and the complex network of protocols illuminates across the display, showing the integration spreading throughout the mansion's collectives.
"Implementation complete," Cortana's voice announces from the laboratory speakers. "All collectives are now operating under the triple-verification protocol."
Maxine beams with satisfaction, her lab coat still hanging open to reveal her enhanced figure. "Perfect! The neural feedback loop is already establishing baseline connections. By this evening, the system will be operating at full efficiency."
"You deserve a reward for solving this so quickly," you purr, stepping closer to her. Your towering form casts a shadow over her workstation as you lift her chin with one finger. "Right here, right now."
Maxine's scientific demeanor melts instantly, her pupils dilating with desire. "The lab is secure," she breathes, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "No one will interrupt us."
You spin her around, pressing her against the edge of the workbench. Your hands slide beneath her lab coat, caressing the curves of her transformation-enhanced body. She gasps as you bend her forward over the bench, the cool surface pressing against her bare breasts.
"I've been thinking about this all morning," she confesses, arching her back invitingly. "Watching the data streams process while imagining you taking me right here."
You slide your hand between her thighs, finding her already slick with anticipation. "My brilliant scientist," you murmur approvingly. "Always prepared."
The laboratory's sterile environment provides a stark contrast to the primal scene unfolding within it. Maxine's moans echo off the reinforced walls as you position yourself behind her, your enhanced member pressing against her entrance. She grips the edge of the workbench, knuckles whitening as you thrust forward in one smooth motion.
"Oh god, Jane!" she cries out, her body trembling as you establish a steady rhythm. "Deeper!"
You comply, your hands gripping her hips with enough force to leave marks. The holographic display above the workbench continues cycling through data as you pound into her, the light casting blue and green patterns across her flushed skin.
"This is what happens when my girlfriend solves problems efficiently," you growl, reaching around to stimulate her clit with practiced precision. "She gets fucked until she can't remember her own scientific formulas."
Maxine's analytical mind fragments under your assault, reduced to primal responses and desperate pleas. "Please, Jane... I'm so close..."
You increase your pace, the workbench creaking beneath your combined force. Various scientific instruments rattle precariously on nearby surfaces as Maxine's climax approaches.
"Come for me, Dr. Reed," you command, your voice thick with authority.
She obeys instantly, her body convulsing around you as she screams her release. The intensity of her orgasm triggers your own, and you flood her with your essence, marking her as thoroughly yours in the very laboratory where she conducts her brilliant research.
As you both recover, breathing heavily against the workbench, a notification chimes on a nearby monitor. Maxine glances over, her professional curiosity returning despite her disheveled state.
"Interesting," she murmurs, reaching for the screen without bothering to close her lab coat. "The triple-verification system is already showing results. Look at this optimization curve."
You smile, admiring both her intellectual passion and her nude form silhouetted against the laboratory lights. "Always the scientist, even moments after being fucked senseless."
Maxine blushes but doesn't deny it. "The system is performing 17% better than projected. It's adapting to the collective consciousnesses more efficiently than I anticipated."
"That sounds like it deserves another reward," you suggest, your hands sliding back around her waist.
She leans back against you, her scientific mind already anticipating the variables of pleasure to come. "I have several hypotheses I'd like to test regarding multiple orgasms and cognitive enhancement," she whispers, turning to kiss you deeply.