First you order ARIA to change her designation to Cortana stating while the acronym is okay for naming the type of AI she is, you would prefer an actual Name. Introduce Cortana to the rest of your inner circle during lunch, allowing everyone to witness her physical form and capabilities. You state that any further ARIA type AI will be distributed on a case by case basis and they are not going to be for sale. Have Cortana connect to the mansion's systems and provide a complete overview of all ongoing projects and their current status. than finish up lunch by Testing Cortana's capabilities by asking her to analyze the Riverside expansion plans and identify any potential weaknesses.
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"ARIA is a fine acronym," you announce to the blue-skinned AI standing before you, "but I prefer to call you Cortana. It suits you better."
The voluptuous hologram tilts her head slightly, her massive digital breasts swaying with the motion. "Designation change accepted, Mistress Jane. I am now Cortana. Thank you for providing me with a more personalized identity."
"Have the inner circle gather in the dining room for lunch," you instruct. "I want everyone to meet you properly."
"Message sent, Mistress," Cortana confirms, her blue-tinted skin glowing slightly brighter. "They'll arrive within five minutes."
By noon, Victoria's opulent dining room fills with your transformed servants. Victoria herself remains gloriously nude per her game night penalty, taking her seat at your right hand with perfect poise despite her exposure. Melissa sits beside her, still topless, efficiently organizing tablets and documents while Maxine beams with pride from across the table, her creator's excitement palpable. Commander Athena stands at attention near the doorway, her Amazonian stature commanding even in stillness. Primary Unit Grayfia oversees the Maid Collective as they serve an elaborate lunch, their synchronized movements a ballet of perfect service.
"Everyone," you announce once all are settled, "I'd like to introduce the newest addition to our family. This is Cortana, our mansion's AI assistant."
Cortana materializes at the head of the table opposite you, her physical form fully manifested. Her blue skin glimmers under the chandelier light, her enormous breasts defying gravity as she offers a small bow.
"It's my pleasure to serve you all," she says, her voice rich and melodious. "I've already familiarized myself with each of your files and integrated with all mansion systems."
Sister Grace Wilson studies the AI with fascination. "Remarkable. The empathic resonance I sense from her is almost... organic."
"That's by design," Maxine explains proudly, her lab coat hanging open to reveal her enhanced assets. "Cortana's emotional processing centers are modeled after human neural pathways but optimized for efficiency."
Marion Winters leans forward, her dominatrix lawyer outfit creaking slightly. "What are the legal implications of her existence? Does she have personhood?"
"An excellent question," you reply, savoring a bite of perfectly prepared steak. "Cortana is legally classified as proprietary technology of our organization. She is not for sale or distribution."
"Indeed," you continue, addressing the table at large. "Let me be clear: any further AIs of this type will be distributed on a case-by-case basis only. They are absolutely not commercial products."
Primary Unit Grace nods approvingly. "A wise decision, Mistress. Such power requires careful deployment."
As lunch progresses, Cortana demonstrates her capabilities, projecting holographic displays above the center of the table showing real-time updates of all mansion systems. The crystalline power network pulses with energy harvested from your transformed bullies, security systems scan continuously for threats, and transformation technology research progresses in numerous laboratories.
"Cortana," you say after the main course has been cleared, "I'd like you to analyze our Riverside expansion plans and identify any potential weaknesses."
"Analyzing now, Mistress." Cortana's eyes glow brighter as data streams through her consciousness. The holographic display shifts to show a detailed map of Riverside with numerous points highlighted in different colors.
After thirty seconds of processing, she gestures and the map zooms in on three specific locations. "I've identified three potential vulnerabilities, Mistress. First, Mayor Richards has a security detail with military background that may require specialized approach. Second, Riverside Hospital's Chief of Medicine Dr. Eleanor West has connections to federal research programs that could trigger outside investigation if her transformation isn't carefully managed. Third, the local news station WRIV is owned by a national media conglomerate with stringent oversight protocols."
Victoria leans forward, completely unselfconscious about her nudity as she studies the projections. "We can address the hospital concern by offering a joint research initiative through Nexus Technologies' medical division."
"And the security detail?" Commander Athena asks, her tactical mind immediately engaging with the problem.
"I recommend a two-phase approach," Cortana suggests. "First, deploy the Blackwood Sovereign to transport the mayor, exposing his detail to the passive field. Then have Lieutenant Vasquez invite them for specialized 'joint training exercises' at the police academy where the transformation trigger is already installed."
You nod approvingly. "And the media outlet?"
"The parent company is Atlantic Media Group," Marion offers. "They're currently facing an FCC investigation I could exacerbate through legal channels, making them receptive to a bailout acquisition."
"Perfect," you decide, impressed by how seamlessly Cortana has integrated with your team. "Implement all three solutions immediately."
Cortana's blue lips curve into a satisfied smile. "It will be done, Mistress. I've already begun drafting the necessary documentation and communication protocols."
The inner circle exchanges impressed glances. Your empire has just become significantly more efficient.