"Oh what am I to do you with you Miss Jones there's so much potential you have such a nice body. Just keep it together Moira, the company is home, the company is right always follow the company's will." Nurse Mactaggert reassures herself.

 

"You wouldn't be having any doubts about our work now would you Moira?" Nurse Temple asks.

 

"Of course not the company is our life I would never doubt it, now I need some input on what to do with Miss Jones here any thoughts." Moira asks.

 

Unsure if Moira's indoctrination is fully in effect Claire makes a note to inform Emma later. "Well for a non company female her figure isn't bad could be significantly improved."

 

"I concur however which should be improved first her breasts or her ass." Moira says giving Jessica's boobs a grab and slapping her ass.

 

The bound heroine complains through her gag struggling against her bindings listening to the two nurses discuss what they're going to do to her as if she's not there. Not liking the smile that's appeared on Claire's face she snaps her fingers as a large tank emerges from the ground.

 

"How about we do both and give her enough TnA to make anyone jealous." Claire states.

 

"Very good should we go with max settings or something a little less extreme." Moira asks.

 

"Max settings of course anything less would be an insult." Claire replies.

 

Picking up Jessica the two bring the struggling heroine to the machine throwing her in like a sack of potatoes. Grabbing a breathing mask Moira connects it to Jessica's face so she won't drown in the machine. Turning it on a green nanobot laced liquid quickly fills the tank, Jessica attempts to struggle against her bonds and escape the filing tank but her movements are limited by her bindings.

 

"Well Miss Jones we hope you'll enjoy your new body bought and paid for by the company in other words you belong to us now." Claire informs the bound woman.

 

The pair of nurses laugh evilly as they leave Jessica to her transformation.