Take Veronica on a test drive with Tina in the front passenger seat to evaluate her enhanced driving skills while getting to know her new personality better
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You make your way to the mansion's expansive garage, where Tina is already waiting beside a sleek black Aston Martin. Her punk goth appearance is striking as always—raven hair with purple streaks, multiple facial piercings, and a barely-there leather ensemble that accentuates her enhanced curves.
"Mistress!" Tina exclaims, straightening from where she was leaning against the car. "Mom's fucking stoked to show you her skills."
As if on cue, Veronica bursts through a side door, twirling a set of keys around her pierced finger. Her blue-streaked blonde hair catches the light as she struts toward you on platform boots, her exposed midriff and nearly transparent crop top drawing your eye to her enhanced figure.
"Holy shit, it's the boss lady!" Veronica calls out, grinning wildly. "Ready to see some fucking amazing driving?"
You nod, and Veronica practically bounces with excitement as she slides into the driver's seat. Tina takes the passenger seat beside her mother, while you settle into the spacious rear of the luxury vehicle.
"Where to, Mistress?" Veronica asks, adjusting the mirrors with practiced precision despite her apparent excitement.
"Just drive," you command. "Show me what you can do."
"Fuck yeah!" Veronica slams the accelerator, and the car launches forward with surprising smoothness. You're pressed back into the leather seat as she navigates the winding driveway at twice the speed you've ever seen anyone take it.
As you reach the main road, Veronica's driving transforms. Despite her crude language and punk appearance, her handling of the vehicle is nothing short of masterful. She executes perfect drifts around corners, accelerates through gaps in traffic that seem impossibly narrow, and maintains absolute control throughout.
"Mom never drove like this before," Tina comments, looking back at you with an appreciative smirk. "She used to ride my ass about going five over the limit."
"Fuck that noise," Veronica laughs, executing a perfect slalom between traffic cones at a construction site. "That was boring-ass soccer mom Veronica. New me knows speed is fucking life!"
You lean forward between the seats. "Tell me, Veronica. What do you remember about your former self?"
"Everything, boss lady," she replies, eyes never leaving the road as she takes a corner at alarming speed. "Remember being all uptight and shit. Worried about Tina's 'lifestyle choices' and her 'rebellious phase.'" She snorts. "What a fucking waste of time."
"And how do you feel about your daughter now?"
Veronica glances sideways at Tina, a genuine smile crossing her pierced lips. "Proud as fuck. My badass daughter serves the most powerful woman in the world. And now I get to help her do it."
Tina looks momentarily surprised at this admission, then grins and reaches over to squeeze her mother's arm.
"We're gonna be the best fucking driver team you've ever seen," Veronica promises, spinning the wheel to execute a perfect reverse 180-degree turn into an empty parking lot. "Just say the word, and we'll take you anywhere, anytime, in fucking style."