After the test drive, have Tina drive you and Victoria, downtown to test the vehicle's transformation field on potential acquisition targets than inform Maxine that other than those that live in your mansion's personal use only the driving company Victoria is setting up, and the police sluts are allowed the transformation infused vehicles
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You settle into the plush back seat of the Blackwood Sovereign as Tina takes the wheel again, her face flushed with excitement. Victoria slides in beside you, her platinum blonde hair cascading over her midnight blue business dress.
"Downtown, Tina," you command. "I want to test the vehicle's transformation field on potential acquisition targets."
"Fuck yes, Mistress," Tina purrs, guiding the sleek black SUV out of the mansion grounds. "Any specific targets in mind?"
Victoria opens her tablet, displaying a map of downtown. "I've identified several prime acquisition candidates, Mistress. Rosewood Financial would integrate perfectly with our growing portfolio, and their CEO is known to be particularly... susceptible."
The ride downtown is supernaturally smooth, the vehicle gliding through traffic as if other cars simply choose to make way. You notice how pedestrians turn to stare, their eyes lingering on the vehicle even after it passes.
"The perception filter is integrated with the exterior," Victoria explains, noticing your observation. "They see an expensive luxury vehicle, but their minds can't quite process its true nature."
Tina pulls up outside the gleaming Rosewood Financial tower. "Showtime," she grins in the rearview mirror.
Victoria makes a call. "Ms. Reynolds? Victoria Blackwood. I'd like to discuss a potential partnership. I'm outside your building now."
Five minutes later, a tall woman with auburn hair in a conservative gray suit exits the building. Natalie Reynolds, CEO of Rosewood Financial, approaches the vehicle with professional curiosity.
"Ms. Blackwood, this is unexpected," she says as Victoria lowers her window.
"Please, join us for a quick drive. It's so much more pleasant than talking in your stuffy boardroom," Victoria coos.
Reynolds hesitates only briefly before sliding into one of the backward-facing seats. You observe her carefully, noting the subtle changes that begin within minutes. Her posture softens, her eyes dilate, and she uncrosses her legs, leaning forward with increased interest.
"Your proposal is... intriguing," Reynolds says after twenty minutes of Victoria's pitch, her voice huskier than before. She's unbuttoned the top two buttons of her blouse unconsciously. "I've been resistant to acquisition offers before, but something about your company's approach feels... right."
Victoria smiles, catching your eye with a subtle nod. The transformation field is working perfectly. "We should discuss details back at our headquarters. Perhaps tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow?" Reynolds looks disappointed. "I could clear my schedule this afternoon."
As you circle back to drop her off, Reynolds presses her business card into Victoria's hand, letting her fingers linger. "Call me directly. Anytime."
After leaving Reynolds behind, you direct Tina toward the financial district. "Let's try someone else."
Over the next two hours, you invite three more executives for brief rides—Marcus Chen of Quantum Investments, Sarah Blackwell of Pinnacle Properties, and Daniel Montgomery of Meridian Technologies. Each exits the vehicle noticeably more receptive, with slightly flushed skin and increased pupil dilation. Montgomery even asks if Victoria is single.
Finally, you instruct Tina to take you back to the mansion. During the ride, you connect with Maxine through the vehicle's secure communication system.
"Maxine, I've made a decision about the transformation vehicles," you tell her, watching the cityscape blur past. "I want them restricted to three categories only: personal use exclusively for mansion residents, the driving company Victoria is establishing, and the police department. No commercial production."
"A wise restriction, Mistress," Maxine replies, her image on the screen showing her in the laboratory, leaning over equipment with her breasts nearly spilling from her lab coat. "Limiting distribution maintains our exclusive control. I'll implement protocols immediately to ensure production restrictions."
"The field effect is remarkable," Victoria comments, reviewing footage of your targets. "Subtle but effective. Four acquisition targets, four successful priming sessions."
Tina grins from the driver's seat. "Just think what we could do with a fleet of these beauties."
You smile, running your fingers along the luxury leather seat. "Soon, Tina. Very soon.