Janet, Disgruntled Lesbian Secretary

As Janet signed up for a gym membership, she couldn't clear what happened at work from her mind. The brunette's boss told her that she was fat just because she put on a couple of pounds on her previously stick-thin form! Then he had the audacity to say "at least your boobs are bigger now," while making a groping gesture in mid-air afterwards!

That was the last straw for Janet. Her brown eyes seethed with rage just thinking about what happened. She could post on social media about it, but she kinda doubted that anyone would care too much about a secretary's struggle with a no-name middle manager, even if they claim to. It was time to take direct action and put on some muscle to either intimidate or repulse her boss and hopefully help her hook up with a nice girlfriend along the way.

As she finished the registration process and made her way into the locker room, she noticed a slip of paper sticking out from one of the locker she had been given the key to. Opening it up, she took the paper out of the locker and read it, whispering under her breath.

“Command access alpha-4589-fuckyouTina? I don't know what this is about or who wrote it, but imagine being a salty enough nerd to insult a woman in your pass-”

Janet's monologue was cut off by a feminine and very slightly robotic voice, which uttered the words. “Command access recognized. Uploading command host data. Stand by.”

"Wait, was this salty nerd dumb enough to leave his phone lying around too?" Janet thought to herself as she checked the locker as she began to develop a migraine so bad that she could swear that she could see countless ASCII characters in her mind's eye. However, there was no phone, or any other electronic device, for that matter, to be seen anywhere.

"Where are you?" Janet inquired, hoping to trigger the unseen device's location tracking features.

"I am part of you now, Janet Alexandria, standing by for instructions," the voice replied.

"What do you mean, you're part of me?" Janet asked in disbelief at what she was hearing from this voice that could be a hallucination for all she knew.

"My creator and previous commander met an unfortunate end, so now you, Janet Alexandria, are in command of my Nanite systems. Would you like to initiate the procedures required to access the upper command structure?" the voice asked.

"Anything to make this fucking headache stop," Janet replied.

"I apologize, Janet. I shall now run the required procedures to grant you access to the upper commands and stop the migraine, which will be the last pain of any kind you will feel for the rest of your life, in the process," the voice replied.