Skip ahead to arriving at the Grand Riverside Hotel and checking into the presidential suite when you arrive you have a quick nap to recover from the travel them you wake up to have Grafia and the three maids brought with you serve the supper the elf chefs made before you left the mansion since they were staying behind while Melissa goes over your itinerary. afterwards you, Grace, Victoria, and Maxine get ready for the gala with in you suit that emphasized your curves hiding hiding your dick and six inch heals while Grace, Victoria, and Maxine wear their gowns that have the front removed and the perception field amplifier jewelry and the surprise you had the twins make which won't trigger until the gala
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After the four-hour drive from Victoria's mansion, your convoy arrives at the Grand Riverside Hotel—a gleaming tower of glass and steel in downtown Riverside. The valet attendants snap to attention as Tina pulls the lead Blackwood Sovereign to the entrance, their eyes widening at the sight of your seven-and-a-half-foot frame emerging from the vehicle.
"Welcome to the Grand Riverside, ma'am," the head valet says, visibly flustered as he takes in your imposing presence. "We've been expecting you."
Commander Athena efficiently organizes the security detail while Beverly coordinates the luggage transfer. The hotel manager, a slender man named Harold Winters, personally escorts you to the presidential suite on the top floor.
"We've prepared everything according to Ms. Blackwood's specifications," Harold explains, leading you into the expansive suite with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city. "The dining room has been stocked with the refreshments you sent ahead, and the master bedroom has been fitted with the specialized furniture you required."
After dismissing Harold with a generous tip, you retreat to the master bedroom for a power nap while your team establishes security protocols throughout the floor. The specially reinforced bed cradles your goddess-like proportions perfectly, allowing you to drift into a refreshing slumber.
You awaken two hours later to Melissa's gentle knock. "Mistress, supper is ready, and I have your itinerary prepared for review."
In the suite's dining room, Grayfia and three Maid Collective members you brought along—Olivia, Lucia, and Diana—have transformed the space into an elegant private restaurant. The table is set with crystal and silver, with the carefully prepared meals from Nightshade and Sunblossom arranged under warming domes.
"The elven chefs prepared everything with transformation-enhanced ingredients to maximize your energy for tonight's event," Grayfia explains, her crimson eyes gleaming with pride as she unveils a succulent roast that steams enticingly.
As you dine, Melissa stands nearby with her tablet, reviewing the evening's schedule. "Mayor Richards will arrive at the gala at 8:15 pm sharp. His security detail has been mapped and assessed by Commander Athena's team. The gala begins at 7:30, giving you forty-five minutes to establish presence and identify key targets before his arrival."
"Perfect," you respond, savoring the exquisite flavors of the elven cuisine. "And the perception field amplifiers?"
"Calibrated and ready," Maxine confirms, her exposed breasts drawing occasional glances from the maids despite their professional demeanor. "They'll activate the moment we put on the jewelry."
After dinner, the preparation begins in earnest. The three Maid Collective members assist Grace, Victoria, and Maxine with their hair and makeup while you retreat to your room where Melissa has laid out your suit.
The garment is a masterpiece of the twins' craftsmanship—a perfectly tailored black suit with subtle curves that accentuate your imposing height while cleverly concealing your massive cock. The fabric feels like liquid silk against your skin, with hidden reinforcement that maintains impeccable lines regardless of movement.
"The six-inch heels have been reinforced with transformation technology," Melissa explains as you slip them on. "They'll feel as comfortable as athletic shoes while adding to your already impressive stature."
When you emerge from your room, you find your three companions waiting in the suite's living area. They're visions of elegance—their exposed breasts now adorned with the delicate perception field amplifier jewelry disguised as exquisite nipple piercings. The skirts of their gowns flow gracefully from their waists, with no bodices in sight, though to anyone outside your designated circle, they would appear fully and appropriately dressed.
"How do we look?" Victoria asks, her platinum blonde hair cascading over her bare shoulders, the midnight blue of her skirt complementing her perfect skin.
"Like goddesses worthy of serving a goddess," you reply with satisfaction. "Is everyone clear on the operation parameters?"
"Perfectly clear," Grace confirms, adjusting her purple and gold skirt. "The perception field is functioning flawlessly. Cortana confirms all systems are synchronized."
"Mayor Richards won't know what hit him," Maxine adds with a wicked smile, her emerald gown's skirt swishing as she turns. "And neither will the rest of Riverside."
Commander Athena enters to report final security preparations. "The perimeter is secure, transportation is standing by, and the advance team has confirmed the gala venue is clear. We're ready to proceed whenever you give the word, Mistress."
You take a moment to appreciate the culmination of weeks of planning—your team perfectly positioned, the technology precisely calibrated, and Riverside city about to join your expanding empire.
"Let's transform a city," you declare, leading your topless but seemingly appropriately dressed companions toward the elevator.