Roads escorted Stacy to a meeting room and opened the door for her,
"Your not coming in?" She asked.
"No Ma'am, General Cross requested to speak to you only." Her friend replied briskly.
The black haired woman shrugged,
"Okay."
Stacy walked into the room and sat at the end of the long meeting table. Sargent Roads closed the door and Stacy waited for 20 minutes before the door opened and in walked a grey haired man, she stood up and shook hands,
"Miss Tate, I'm pleased you could make it. Sargent, bring us some refreshments." He said.
"Sir, yes Sir!" The dark skinned woman replied dutifully and left to get their drinks.
Stacy sat back down, smoothing out her skirt. The General went over and pulled a folder from a nearby desk while Jasmine returned with two drinks on a tray.
"Thanks Jaz." Stacy said as she took the glass and started drinking.
Her friend set down the other drink and held the tray neatly in front of her.
"That'll be all Sargent." He dismissed.
"Sir, yes sir!" She replied obediently and left the two.
General Cross had laid out the folder in front of her as she finished off her drink,
"What's this?" The woman asked as she skimmed the documents before her.
"Just some paperwork I need you to sign." He answered.
"What is this... something about a robot suit and an... arc something?" She lied, trying to hide her panic and trying to figure out how they figured out she was Iron Maiden.
"Don't play dumb MISS TATE, Sargent Roads figured it out and informed us of your little secret. Now sign the papers in front of you!" The man ordered.
This would be the part where she would get up and leave but she suddenly felt light headed, and it became harder to concentrate.
"W-what did you d-do to me?" She asked drowsily.
"Oh your drink was laced with a mental relaxant, one that makes a person's mind completely open to suggestion!" He announced proudly.
"Wh- n-no... I need to..." she started,
"You need to sign the papers Miss Tate." He interjected.
"I...I...need to... sign the...papers." She droned, his words invading her mind and compelled her to obey.
Stacy took the pen handed to her and she signed the papers, each time she signed her name he informed her what the documents entailed,
"Very good Miss Tate, you have relinquished your position as CEO of Tate Enterprise! Don't worry a young wealthy woman like yourself doesn't need to run a company. You much rather spend you time throwing lavish parties and enjoying yourself." He stated and her mind took in his suggestions
"Yes...I don't need to...r-run a company......I much...rather throw lavish parties and...enjoy...myself." She agreed and started signing the next document.
"You're doing very good Miss Tate! You have signed over any and all information pertaining to the Iron Maiden suit and arc reactor technology!" He informed eagerly.
She then signed the last document,
"Well done Miss Tate, that's the last one. Congratulations! You have agreed to have that arc reactor in your chest removed! Don't worry, reconstructive surgery will fix you up. Besides how could you be flying around as a superhero when you're afraid of heights?" He finished.
"Yes...I...am afraid of heights!" She agreed.
General Cross collected the papers in a folder and left the room,
"Thank you for your time Miss Tate, you'll be happy to have that superhero nonsense behind you." He added.
"Your welcome...I'm happy...to have that...superhero nonsense...behind...me." Stacy said with a lazy smile as she waved.
Then Sargent Roads helped her dizzy friend up and walked her towards a medical lab.
"Look I told them about your secret because I was scared you would get yourself killed." Roads explained.
"It's cool...I'm glad this silly superhero crap is over...it was pretty stupid and the thought of...f-f-flying is just too much for me!" Stacy replied, the General's suggestions firmly rooting themselves in her brain.
They got to the lab where Stacy was prepped for surgery and the diamond shaped energy device in her chest was removed. Then the doctors patched the hole up and even enlarged her breasts, making them a low D-cup.
The former superhero was moved to a hospital where she made a full recovery, Jasmine visited her where Stacy thanked her for what happened,
"I don't know how I could ever thank you enough for what you did for me!? I mean, I don't have to deal with that superhero bullshit anymore! And my boobs! They're like the bestest boobies ever!" She exclaimed ecstatically.
After she was released from the hospital she threw a massive party and when she woke up the next day her penthouse was trashed and Stacy was sprawled out on the piss and vomit covered floor, her shaved pussy and tight ass both overflowed with cum.
"What a fucking party!" The woman thought to herself.