Have Commander Athena interrogate Heather more thoroughly about her company's intentions before taking Heather to the laboratory so Maxine can record detailed data during the transformation which by request also prolonged like the twins
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You turn to Commander Athena, her impressive physique standing at attention in her tactical uniform. "Commander, before we proceed with Heather's transformation, I want you to extract more information about her company's intentions."
"Yes, Mistress," Athena responds, striding toward the restrained woman with military precision.
Heather flinches as Athena looms over her, the Amazon's impressive height casting a shadow across her naked form. "I've already told you everything," she protests weakly.
Athena kneels to eye level with Heather, her voice calm but intimidating. "Your intrusion was coordinated. You bypassed three security checkpoints with access codes that shouldn't exist. This wasn't a simple business meeting."
Heather's eyes widen. "How did you—"
"My Security Collective monitors all approaches," Athena states flatly. "Now speak truthfully or face consequences beyond mere transformation."
Breaking under the intensity of Athena's gaze, Heather begins to sob. "Fine! Nexus Technologies sent me to place surveillance devices throughout Victoria's mansion. The business proposal was just a cover."
"For what purpose?" Athena presses, her hand gripping Heather's chin firmly.
"Corporate espionage! They want to steal her tech patents before announcement day next month," Heather confesses, tears streaming down her face. "The twins don't know—they really think we're here for a business meeting."
You process this information with growing satisfaction. "Interesting. Take her to Maxine's laboratory. I want detailed data recorded during her transformation."
Maxine's eyes light up with scientific enthusiasm. "I'll prepare my equipment immediately. The prolonged transformation will provide invaluable research data."
Athena lifts Heather effortlessly, carrying her struggling form toward the laboratory wing while you and Maxine follow. Tina and Rachel trail behind, their new forms drawing curious glances from the Maid Collective they pass.
In the gleaming laboratory, Heather is secured to an examination table surrounded by monitoring equipment. Electrode patches are placed on her temples, breasts, and thighs as Maxine calibrates her instruments.
"I've modified the Servant Gun to extend the transformation process as requested," Maxine explains, adjusting settings on a nearby console. "The neural reconfiguration will occur gradually over sixty minutes, allowing me to map the progression of changes."
Heather struggles futilely against her restraints. "Jane, please! We were just kids back then. I've changed!"
"So will you," you reply coldly, aiming the modified Servant Gun.
You pull the trigger, and the beam engulfs Heather in pulsing light. Unlike the twins' quick immersion in pleasure, Heather's transformation begins subtly—her skin tone shifting to a flawless pearlescent sheen while her features begin a gradual enhancement toward perfection.
"Fascinating," Maxine murmurs, studying the monitors. "Her body is producing unprecedented levels of oxytocin and endorphins, yet her consciousness remains aware of every change."
Heather moans as her breasts slowly expand, nipples darkening and becoming hypersensitive. Her waist narrows gradually while her hips widen, creating an exaggerated hourglass figure even more pronounced than your other servants.
"The psyche modification is initiating," Maxine notes. "Her brain activity shows the formation of pleasure pathways linked to subservience and humiliation."
You watch with satisfaction as Heather's transformation continues, knowing that by the time it completes, your childhood bully will be reborn as something entirely new—a beautiful object of derision, permanently marked by your vengeance.