After finishing with everyone, summon Victoria join in the fun while discussing commercializing the twins' infusion technology as a luxury brand
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As your group's passionate encounter winds down, you reach for your phone on the nearby lab table.
"Victoria," you command into the device, "join us in the laboratory immediately."
Within minutes, the mansion's owner enters the laboratory, her platinum blonde hair cascading over her shoulders. Her midnight blue business dress clings to every curve of her enhanced figure, the neckline plunging to reveal her magnificent cleavage.
"You summoned me, Mistress?" Victoria asks, her eyes widening slightly at the sight of the six naked bodies sprawled across various lab surfaces and poor Heather still kneeling in the corner, the glow from her reverse bunnysuit pulsating with humiliation.
"Yes," you say, beckoning her closer. "We've made a fascinating discovery. The twins have developed a method to infuse transformation energy into fabric."
Victoria's business acumen immediately engages. "The commercial applications could be extraordinary," she says, already stripping out of her dress. "A luxury brand featuring subtle transformative properties would dominate the high-end market."
"Precisely my thinking," you reply, pulling her nude body against yours. "Imagine exclusive lingerie that enhances breast size or sensitivity while worn..."
"Or business attire that increases confidence and assertiveness during important meetings," Victoria adds, moaning as your hands explore her curves.
"Look at that pathetic thing in the corner," you call to Heather, who whimpers in response. "Even your humiliation serves our empire's expansion."
The twins, still entangled with Maxine and her assistants, perk up at the business discussion.
"We could create tiered product lines," Fiona suggests, her hand still between Felicia's thighs.
"Entry-level items with temporary effects," Felicia continues, arching her back. "Premium items with permanent changes."
Victoria, now fully engaged both physically and mentally, gasps as you push her against the wall. "We'll need—ah!—controlled testing and—oh god!—regulatory navigation."
"Marion can handle the legal aspects," you respond, thrusting into Victoria forcefully. "And Maxine's lab provides perfect testing facilities."
"Blackwood Transformations," Victoria moans, her legs wrapping around your waist. "Exclusive boutiques in major fashion capitals—invitation only."
As you pound into her with increasing intensity, the laboratory fills with fresh moans and gasps, the scientific and business discussion continuing between cries of pleasure.
"The ultimate luxury," you declare, gripping Victoria's hips. "Not just looking better, but becoming better."
"And all serving to expand your empire, Mistress," Victoria whispers breathlessly, her eyes glazed with devotion and ecstasy.