Get up early Sunday morning and after checking the topless randomizer you have your chefs coordinate with Grafia for snacks and food for the trip stating that their skill in preparing food has spoiled you for other peoples cooking causing them to swoon, than check on Maxine's progress with the Bustier Cortana AI project's additional capabilities
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You wake early Sunday morning, stretching your seven-and-a-half-foot frame as sunlight begins filtering through the expansive windows of your master suite. After a quick shower, you check your phone where the topless randomizer app flashes with today's results.
"Hm, looks like Victoria, Melissa, and the twins are topless today," you muse, scrolling through the list of affected servants. The randomized exposure keeps things interesting around the mansion while reinforcing your authority.
You make your way to the kitchen where Nightshade and Sunblossom are already hard at work, their pointed elven ears twitching as they sense your approach. Nightshade's dark violet hair contrasts with Sunblossom's golden locks, but both share the same enhanced figures and expert culinary skills. As predicted by the randomizer, they're both working topless, their magnificent breasts bouncing slightly as they chop ingredients with inhuman precision.
"Good morning, Mistress," they chorus in unison, turning to bow deeply.
"I need you to coordinate with Grayfia for the Riverside trip," you instruct, leaning against the marble countertop. "We'll need proper refreshments for everyone—something that travels well but maintains your usual standards."
Grayfia materializes almost instantly at the kitchen entrance, her French maid uniform immaculate as always. "Primary Unit Grayfia reporting, Mistress. I have anticipated your needs and prepared preliminary logistics for the journey."
"Excellent timing," you nod approvingly. "Work with our chefs here to ensure we have appropriate food for the trip. Their skill has spoiled me for anyone else's cooking."
The elven twins visibly flush at your praise, their exposed breasts heaving as they take synchronized deep breaths.
"Mistress, you honor us beyond measure," Sunblossom whispers, her golden eyes shimmering with emotion.
Nightshade actually swoons slightly, clutching the counter for support as her knees weaken. "To hear such praise from your divine lips... we are unworthy."
Grayfia produces a tablet from seemingly nowhere. "I have analyzed the nutritional requirements for optimal performance during the operation. Perhaps a selection of finger foods that can be consumed without disrupting security protocols?"
"Yes, and specialized energy-sustaining treats for the security team," Nightshade adds, recovering her composure while still flushed with pleasure.
"We can prepare a special private meal for you and your inner circle as well, Mistress," Sunblossom suggests. "Perhaps with our special aphrodisiac spices for after the main events?"
Leaving them to their planning, you head toward Maxine's laboratory. The doors slide open automatically as you approach, revealing your transformed girlfriend hunched over multiple holographic displays. Her enormous breasts sway beneath her open lab coat as she gestures excitedly at the projections.
"How's our Cortana project coming along?" you ask, moving behind her to massage her shoulders.
Maxine jumps slightly, then melts into your touch. "Oh! Good morning, Mistress. I didn't hear you come in." She gestures toward the central platform where Cortana's blue form stands seemingly in standby mode. "We've made significant progress overnight. The crystalline matrix integration is exceeding expectations."
"Tell me about these additional capabilities you mentioned."
Maxine's eyes light up with excitement. "Well, for starters, her predictive algorithms have developed an almost precognitive quality. She can anticipate needs and actions with 97% accuracy based on minimal data points."
She guides you to another display showing complex code sequences. "More importantly, she can now remotely access and manipulate any connected system within the solar system field's range. She could, theoretically, take control of satellites, security systems, even other AI instances."
"And her physical form?"
"Enhanced sensitivity and durability," Maxine explains proudly. "She can maintain physical manifestation for up to twelve hours now—double our initial projection—and her tactile sensory network is approaching human levels of sophistication."
You smile, watching the standby form of your newest creation. "Wake her up. Let's see these capabilities in action."
Maxine taps a command sequence, and Cortana's blue eyes flicker open, immediately focusing on you with perfect clarity.
"Good morning, Mistress Jane," she greets you warmly. "I detect you've been discussing my enhanced capabilities. Would you like a demonstration?"
"I would indeed," you reply, curious to see just how far your AI servant has evolved overnight.