Make Under

"First thing's first," Carol said as she walked over to a control panel, "we need to get you cleaned up."

Vanessa was just about to ask what this lunatic was talking about when the hot nerd pressed a button on the panel. Two robotic arms then came out from the wall and grabbed the chair, lifting it and the surprised Vanessa a few feet off the ground. The arms then leaned the chair forwards as Vanessa silently thanked the ropes restraining her.

Carol soon pressed another button, and the floor opened up to allow a large panel with a tub of soapy water rise up. "Who designed this lab? A Bond villain?!" Vanessa thought to herself.

Suddenly, a third robotic hand came out of the wall with a knife in its grasp, making Vanessa nervous. However, she became more nervous as she realized that the knife was not intended for her, but for the ropes restraining her!

Vanessa screamed as she plummeted towards the tub, belly-flopping into the water with a splash. She then shrieked as she emerged from the surface of the soapy water. It was freezing!

Just as she started to stand up and climb out, however, she froze in place when she saw the three robotic hands return with about four others, most carrying things like soaps, shampoos, sponges, and scrub brushes.

"Oh no..." Vanessa squeaked pathetically before the hands made their move, two free ones pushing her back into the ice cold tub as they began to wash the former CEO.

Nearby, Debbie, Carol, and Emily smiled knowingly at each other. What Vanessa didn't know was that these weren't normal soaps and shampoos that Vanessa was being washed with, but rather specially made ones that Carol had invented for such this occasion.

One of the soaps was designed to remove Vanessa's makeup like other soap would, but it was also designed to remove any trace of a tan from her skin. This would leave Vanessa as pale as a newborn baby. The second soap was perfectly designed to reduce the size of Vanessa's breasts from the massive D-cups she had to two miniscule and insignificant bug bites.

And then there was the shampoo. This one was the trickiest to get right, but after weeks of testing, Carol had just been able to create a shampoo that would remove all traces of hair from Vanessa's body. Her head, her armpits, her legs; everywhere except her eyebrows would be rendered permanently bald.

The three woman laughed at this knowledge as the unknowing former CEO splashed around in the cold, soapy tub, trying and failing to fight off the robotic arms that were scrubbing and washing her.