Suggest adding psychological torture elements to the ceremony where each servant can trigger painful memories in their bully before transformation then leave the meeting while the others start the preparations to see if Maxine has located her child hood bully
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"I want to add something special to tomorrow's ceremony," you announce to the planning team. "Each servant should have the opportunity to trigger painful memories in their bully before transformation. Make them remember what they did, make them feel the humiliation they once inflicted."
Melissa's eyes light up at your suggestion. "Brilliant, Mistress Powers! The psychological component will enhance the transformation energy signature by approximately 12% according to Dr. Reed's research."
"We could design specialized memory-trigger mechanisms," Victoria adds, her topless form leaning forward with enthusiasm. "Perhaps have each bully wear headsets that project their victims' memories before the transformation begins."
Marion nods appreciatively, her dominatrix lawyer outfit gleaming under the conference room lights. "Legally sound. The perception filter technology will mask any potential issues, and the psychological torture falls under consensual role-play protocols in our documentation."
"The Maid Collective will prepare special refreshments that enhance emotional vulnerability," Primary Unit Grayfia contributes. "Our research indicates certain herbal compounds increase susceptibility to shame and remorse."
"Perfect," you say with satisfaction. "I'll leave you to finalize the details. I need to check if Maxine has located her childhood bully."
You leave the conference room and make your way through the mansion's corridors to Maxine's laboratory. The air grows cooler as you approach, the faint hum of advanced equipment becoming more pronounced with each step.
When you enter, Maxine is hunched over a complex array of holographic displays, her voluptuous form barely contained by her lab coat, now open at the front to comply with your topless decree. Her enhanced blonde beauty is accentuated by the blue light of the screens, casting ethereal shadows across her perfect features.
"Jane!" she exclaims when she notices you, her face lighting up. "I was about to call you. I've found her."
She gestures to a central display showing a professional headshot of a severe-looking woman with copper-red hair pulled into a tight bun. "Dr. Caroline Winters, Chief of Neurosurgery at Metropolitan Hospital. She specialized in trauma therapy after medical school."
Maxine's voice turns bitter. "The same girl who threw my science project into the pool at the eighth-grade fair, calling my theories 'ridiculous fantasy,' now helps people overcome trauma." She laughs mirthlessly. "The irony is almost poetic."
"Tell me more about her," you prompt, placing a hand on Maxine's shoulder.
"She was ruthless," Maxine says, her eyes never leaving the image. "Three years of daily torment. She organized the other girls against me, started rumors about my 'weird experiments,' stole my journals and read them aloud at lunch. When I finally created a working prototype of a small energy converter, she destroyed it in front of everyone and told me I'd never be a real scientist."
Maxine turns to you, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of pain and anticipation. "And now look at me. Look at what I've created with you. The Servant Gun, the Enhancement Chamber, the transformation technology—all the things she said were impossible."
"She'll make an excellent power source," you assure her, pulling her into your arms. "And you'll have the satisfaction of watching her transformation personally."