Alex straps you in.

Before you know it, Alex has you out of your maid outfit and strapped to her table again. Your long, brown hair is shaved off, and the latex straps cover your body once more. As the machine whirs into action, you brace yourself for the overwhelming sensation, but it never seems to come. You feel your bones shrink and your muscles and fat move around, but other than that, it's not nearly as bad as you were expecting.

Finally, you feel your hair grow out, and the machine comes to a halt. As you're released from the bindings, you stumble forward, but ultimately manage to catch yourself before you keel over. Your hair, reaching about to your neck, swings into view.

"Huh... Green..." You think to yourself.

You pick yourself up, and look over your body. It's still female, to be sure, but you think you're a bit shorter and less "defined" than before.

Alex stares at you, unamused, her arms crossed.

"Cute." She remarks to herself.

"...But nothing special. There are plenty more of you, after all."

She claps her hands together, and stands up from the computer desk.

"Sit down." She orders. "Unless you want to be transformed again." You do so, not wanting to anger her further.

"Now spread your legs."

You open your mouth to object, but to your surprise, no words come out. You pound your chest and try again. And again. A horrified look comes over your face as you realize what Alex had done to you.

"I said spread your legs. None of my staff are permitted to object to my orders."

Hesitantly, you push your legs aside. Alex takes a strange pink device off a nearby counter. It looks like a belt with a vibrator attached to it via a wire. She straps the belt to your waist, and inserts the vibrator between your legs. Your face goes bright red as you feel the cold plastic-y device enter your body.

"This is a GREEN training device. I mean that as in it's a pink device, used to train GREEN. That is what you are. You're defined by your hair color."

Alex pushes your legs back together, and motions to you to stand up. You do so, looking down at the floor, too embarrassed to meet her gaze.

"You are to go by #49 now. GREEN #49, to be specific. G49 for short."

Alex hands you a maid outfit to wear. You reluctantly don it.

"There are four types of staff here, #49. GREEN, who are the maids, cleaners and caretakers of the factory. BLU, who are the guards, escorts, and enforcers. PINK, who are the chefs, and YELO, who are my inquisitors, specialists, and behind-the-scenes workers... You shall not be interacting with them. You see, #49, each of my staff members have lost something to make them more... Obedient. Be thankful in the case of GREEN, it's simply your voice.

BLU have had their willpower suppressed. PINK have lost the ability to convey any emotion other than happiness. And YELO have lost their free will...

You don't want to end up like any of these girls, right #49? Then please refrain from disobeying me again."

Alex gives a sinister smile, and walks over to the door, opening it.

"Please, let #34 here escort you to the staff quarters. As for the training device... Removing it will mean punishment. Understood?"