Proceed to the transformation chamber and transform Olivia first and the Adaptive Collective using the specialized protocols which are slow and and cause them to orgasm for an hour finding out that yes the Adaptive Collective due change forms depending on which collective they are linked to during the transformation you Grayfia and the new maid have a threesome
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You enter the transformation chamber with Primary Unit Grayfia and the seven candidates following behind you. The chamber has been modified since your last visit—Maxine has installed additional monitoring equipment and transformation energy modulators around the central platform.
The first candidate, Olivia Pierce, steps onto the platform. Her copper-red hair catches the light as she stands at attention, hands clasped before her.
"Ready to begin, Mistress," she says, voice steady despite her obvious nervousness.
You summon the Servant Gun with a thought, feeling it materialize in your hand. "Standard Maid setting with Collective integration," you announce, adjusting the dial to the proper configuration.
"Transformation will commence in three, two, one..." Grayfia counts down professionally.
You fire. The beam envelops Olivia in shimmering light. She gasps, her back arching as the transformation begins. Her gray jumpsuit dissolves, replaced by the materializing French maid uniform identical to the rest of the Maid Collective. Her copper-red hair lengthens, styled into perfect waves that cascade over her shoulders. Her body reshapes itself—waist narrowing, breasts swelling dramatically, legs lengthening.
"Oh... my... god!" Olivia moans, falling to her knees as the pleasure overtakes her. "It's... it's happening! I can feel them all in my head!"
"She's connecting to the Collective consciousness," Grayfia explains, watching with professional interest. "Integration is proceeding optimally."
Olivia writhes on the platform, her new uniform barely containing her enhanced curves as waves of pleasure course through her. "Mistress!" she cries out. "I can serve you now... properly serve you!"
After allowing Olivia time to experience her transformation fully, you turn to the remaining six candidates.
"Now for something truly innovative," you say, adjusting the Servant Gun to the experimental setting. "Adaptive Synergy Mode."
You begin with Naomi Edwards, the architectural student. The transformation beam strikes her, but instead of the immediate changes you've witnessed before, this one pulses rhythmically. Naomi's body begins changing, but then seems to fluctuate between two distinct forms—one with the grace and poise of a maid, the other with the strength and capability of a handywoman.
"Fascinating," you murmur as Naomi drops to her knees, crying out in ecstasy.
You proceed through each candidate, watching as they transform with the dual-mode programming. Each woman experiences the same fluctuating transformation, their bodies and clothing shifting between states before settling into a neutral form that hints at both roles—elegant yet practical uniforms that can adapt to either function.
As the final transformation completes, Grayfia approaches you, her crimson eyes gleaming with desire. "Mistress, would you care to test their devotion... and mine?"
Olivia, now fully integrated into the Maid Collective but with her own unique personality intact, steps forward. "I would be honored to serve you intimately, Mistress."
You smile, gesturing for the other candidates to leave. "Begin your duties. Naomi, report to Rebecca for your first assignment in Handywoman mode."
As the door closes behind them, you turn to Grayfia and Olivia. "Let's see how well you two work together."
Grayfia's fingers deftly unbutton Olivia's uniform, revealing her newly enhanced breasts. "The Collective serves as one," she purrs, cupping Olivia's breast and pinching her nipple.
Olivia moans, her body responding instantly to Grayfia's touch. "Yes... we serve as one."
You watch as they kiss passionately, their bodies pressing together in perfect synchronization. Then they turn to you, dropping to their knees in unison.
"How may we please you, Mistress?" they ask together, their hands already reaching for your clothes.