Emma takes you to her labratory

As the women's triumphant laughter fills the room, Emma reenters, now clad in a commanding pantsuit that radiates authority. Her hair is neatly tied back, and her heels resonate against the floor as she approaches you. You can't help but feel overwhelmed by her presence, her confident demeanor, and the aura of dominance she exudes.

Emma grins as she towers over you, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Kyle, you've been divested of your powers and are now subject to our whims. I must admit, it's quite a gratifying spectacle. But our work isn't done, if we take that gag off you'll get your powers back eventually. That's why I have a more...permanent solution."

Your mind races, you know she has many inventions. Is it possible she could take away your powers for good?

Emma doesn't appear to give you any more time to brood. "Girls lets take him to the laboratory."

At Emma's command, Talia and Vanessa each seize an arm, hoisting you upright. Your powerless body is maneuvered towards a chilling, sterile laboratory, teeming with female scientists and a myriad of machines. They steer you towards a central, imposing metal table.

Emma advances, her lips curling into a sinister smirk. "I've devised a contraption capable of permanently draining your powers," she declares. "It's a tad unrefined, but I'm confident it will suffice." She motions towards a scientist.

"Dr. Patel, kindly exhibit the machine," Emma commands, her voice laced with anticipation.

Your eyes follow her directive, landing on the scientist, Dr. Patel. Her long, raven hair is neatly secured in a bun, her deep brown eyes sparkling with intellectual fervor. She dons a pristine lab coat.

Dr. Patel doesn't even look at you and instead speaks directly to Emma, "The machine is ready" she says, all business.

Emma grins, "lets tie down our hero and get to work!"

Talia and Vanessa moved with professional speed, their fingers clamping onto your wrists and ankles like iron shackles. They expertly bound you to the metal table, the restraints biting into your skin with an icy, unyielding grip. Talia's eyes flashed with disdain as she secures the final restraint. "Look at you now, Kyle," she coos. "Just a helpless child, unable to resist a group of women. Just relax while the machine does its job."

She steps back, her gaze sweeping over your bound form with a blend of revulsion and triumph.

Dr. Patel approached, her focus on the machine behind her. "The apparatus is set to extract your abilities, Kyle," she stated, her tone void of emotion. "The process will be painless, but I assure you, it will be quite a draining experience."

Emma stepped forward, her eyes sparkling with eagerness. "Commence the procedure, Dr. Patel," she ordered, her voice filled with anticipation.

Dr. Patel nodded, her fingers deftly manipulating the controls of the machine. The device whirred to life, emitting a bright blue radiance from its core.

An unfamiliar sensation began to permeate your body, originating from your chest and gradually extending outwards. It wasn't agonizing, but rather a peculiar feeling of depletion, as if something integral was slipping away.

Emma observed the machine with unwavering focus, her gaze transfixed on its rhythmic hum. "This device is engineered to siphon your abilities, Kyle," she declared, her voice brimming with smugness. "Once it concludes, you'll be reduced to the same level as any other man - feeble, powerless, and subject to our discretion."

The peculiar sensation of depletion escalated, a merciless wave of frailty engulfing you. Your muscles are now feeble and frail.

Dr. Patel observed the machine with clinical detachment, her eyes oscillating between the data on the screen and your immobilized form. "The extraction is complete," she stated, her voice maintaining its steady monotone.

Emma laughs, "excellent, now lets do the transfer!"

You watch as Emma is now hooked to another machine, a surge of power and she emerges. Her body is now perfect and she looks like fitness model.

"I have your powers now Kyle, and soon so will every other women. We will set up these machines everywhere!"

You speak up, "How?"

Emma waves her hands dismissively, "I'm not a scientist. She turns to Dr. Patel, "put the guards and yourself through the machine, in the mean time I'm going to take our hero back to my home and get him acquainted with his new role in life!"

Talia undoes your bonds and puts you in a sleeper hold. You try and struggle, but its hopeless. The last thing you see before everything fades to black is Emma walking over to you.