The two guards looked at the speechless scientist, then at where their mistress had gone.
"...Our Mistress might require our services!"
"But can't we eat first?" The tigress asked, wiping a bit of drool away.
"Sounds good to me, it isn't like this scientist can do much within her realm," And soon, the two left the new workshop in a synchronized fashion. Leaving their new slave all alone...
Hector afterwards, cleaned the floors and applied all of his incredible knowledge; to simply ensure that the place was clean. His former excitement turning to a sense of confusion as he cleaned around. Sure, all of these he could understand for the most part, but someone like this impossibly curvy lady having somehow obtained technologies beyond his own... Well, it wasn't impossible, but definitely seemed like something to do with her access to that strange arcane amulet, as opposed to any conventional means. "...VroomBe, assist me," The decently pale, dark haired scientist said as he stretched out a bit before looking down to that cage. The Roomba-esc machine spraying specially tailored bacteria to consume the grime and pile up once done.
Hector looked down at the cage and poked at it a bit, sure there was sensitivity, but he couldn't care less as he tried to fiddle with it at this point, like a glorified puzzle cube of some kind. "...Conventionally, I shouldn't be able to unlock this, but if I just apply this lubricant here and some deactivated nanoscale soldiering irons there..." Then after a few more moments of discomfort, it satisfyingly opened up with a snap, making the well-shaven scientist give off an awkward grin. "Well then, nothing more left to do than to find where those weirdos took my clo-" Then he froze. His vision growing blurry as he suddenly held his stomach. Gritting his teeth as he attempted to avoid throwing up some half-digested Nutrients & Minerals compound. Before suddenly going to sit down at the semi-expected pain. His already swift mind landing on a single, disturbed conclusion.
One that would be confirmed as he started to feel his body compact, his lab-coat growing looser on his increasing narrow frame, as his haggard breaths increase in tone and reverb. Skin turned to polymer and nails sharpened to wicked claws. Due to never having much muscles in any scenario, the increasingly feminine Hector found himself actually developing some more 'meat' over his bones; namely just armor and padding that in an odd fashion, developed a tough steely appearance... One that actually spread over his dainty claws to give them a strengthened and inhuman appearance, with them soon splitting apart to reveal further claws within.
"...Something tells me that wasn't part of the spell," Hector said in confusion as he regained his breath, his voice sounder much more like that of a synthesized girl's, as he started to find the ground rise towards him. His legs now undergoing the proper change, first to a smooth mammalian appearance with some seam-lines, before being consumed by machinery more fitting for someone of Hector's design. Soon then, with a burning sensation, the no-longer gendered individual found the changes now starting to crawl around their chest, rising up their neck as the most unusual change so far started.
Instead of their eyes simply turning to synthetic equivalents, they instead began to 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘦. Not just merge, but expand over their face to cover it in an angular visor, and forcefully, as only hot air started to flow out for cooling, Hector's mouth opened up as metal incisors and intimidating multimolecular teeth filled their maw. A single silver tongue licking over this, causing them to calm, even as their neck shifted around to grant a more appropriate appearance for their now anthropomorphic form.
Then their torso was the last to primarily change. With the initial wave darkening it to a ragged looking texture with a few glowing seams to give it a synthetic look and as two mounds started to grow... The armor formed out of those B-Cups. Pushing out at this point of her shifting synthetic flesh, more dangerous-looking pieces of armor and technology sprouted out. From four forcefield projectors around where her 'teats' could have been if she was a mere animal, to multiple hardpoints over the back and shoulders for tools and weaponry to be implanted into. Alongside a couple of shifting plates to help act as defense, or as platforms for carrying tests over.
But there was more than just aspects of her form to change, Hector still needed two addictions for her vaguely feminine form to be complete. Additions that would soon make their appearance as she felt from her head two large sensory dishes forming out. Capable of absorbing radio-signals, light, microwaves and reflecting them back at anyone else, alongside being impressive microphones in their own right with exceptional acoustics. Then around her lower back's four ports, a core segment began to spill out. Shifting from a wormy pink, into an electric yellow as power coursed through it.
Now... Hector was complete.
And in a shaken appearance, despite being such a menacing machine, Hector simply stated to only her VroomBe, "Let's get back to work," Before awkwardly getting back to that. This was a lot to take in, even for the smartest individual on this world. But whether with pre-existing skills of mental combat, defense and organization; or because her brain is a literal computer that she could try to framejack with, Hector will probably get over it.
Hopefully the Mistress doesn't get mad, if she can do this to her.