Stay and watch Alexandra's complete transformation alongside Victoria, then discuss next targets on the bully list while fucking
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You stand beside Victoria, watching as Alexandra Wilson writhes in mid-air, suspended by pink energy that flows through her transforming body. Her expensive designer suit has completely dissolved, revealing skin that's gradually taking on a crystalline sheen. Her breasts expand dramatically, stretching to impossible proportions while her waist narrows and her hips widen.
"How does it feel to watch her become nothing but living infrastructure?" you ask Victoria, whose topless form trembles slightly with each pulse of transformative energy.
"Indescribable, Mistress Powers," Victoria breathes, her eyes never leaving Alexandra's floating form. "After twenty years of nightmares about her, seeing her reduced to this... it's better than any revenge fantasy I could have imagined."
Alexandra's transformation accelerates, her body arching as her limbs begin to fuse with crystalline material forming around her. Her mouth opens in a silent scream that quickly transforms into a moan of involuntary pleasure as her eyes glaze over with mindless ecstasy.
"Please, no..." Alexandra manages to gasp between waves of forced pleasure, her voice already losing its human quality, taking on a resonant, crystal-like timbre. "Victoria... I'm sorry... I didn't..."
"Too late for apologies," Victoria whispers, stepping closer to the transformation pod. "You'll serve me forever now. Every orgasm you experience will power my home, my empire."
The final stage of transformation begins as Alexandra's lower body fully crystallizes, her legs disappearing into a solid mass that pulses with pink light. Her mind visibly surrenders to pleasure as her expression shifts from terror to bliss.
As Alexandra's transformation completes, you pull Victoria against your body, one hand groping her exposed breast while the other slides between her legs. She moans softly as you push her against the control console, hiking up her skirt.
"Who else tormented you?" you ask, freeing your enhanced member and positioning it at her entrance.
"Margaret Chambers," Victoria gasps as you thrust into her. "She runs Zenith Investments now. She... oh god... she spread rumors I slept with professors at university."
You pound into Victoria harder, her body quivering with each thrust as she stares at Alexandra's crystallized form. "And?"
"Elizabeth... Parker," Victoria moans, her hands gripping the console. "Fashion editor at... Style Monthly... she stole my designs in... fashion school."
You increase your pace, Victoria's perfect body yielding to your every movement. In the background, Alexandra's crystalline form pulses with orgasmic energy, her consciousness reduced to endless pleasure that now feeds into the mansion's power grid.
"Perfect," you growl, feeling your climax approaching. "We'll collect them all."