Hypnotized Female Protagonist 521

Chapter 521 – 297 No More. It Doesn’t Look Like a Person~

“…♥”

A fake mannequin that responds with an unresponsive climax when Dorma whispers a sentence in a hypnosis-inducing voice that has been repeated so many times that it is embedded in the user’s head as the best evaluation a mannequin can receive. Sonia.

It seems like he can’t bear it anymore. As I released the hand that was barely holding me. Sonia’s arms disappeared as the pink color on her breasts disappeared. Grab her wrist without causing any pain and attach it to her waist. With her two fingers, she tilted Sonia’s chin slightly…

After checking Sonia’s blue eyes. Dorma creates a pose while checking that even her golden hair feels like it has a slight shine to it…

“…”

With nothing on at the beauty parlor. Sonia stands still with a suppressed smile even though she is displayed as a mannequin with unnecessary nipples remaining.

Dissatisfaction too. Without even thinking about anything else. I naturally accepted Dorma’s touch as he created the pose. Just accepting that you are standing still. Sonia, a fake mannequin who accepts the position of being used for granted.

(I feel good…

Also… Mr. Dorma was moving me around… Ugh… It felt like he was being treated like a mannequin… So he made me pose… ♥)

“I’ll just move my hand a little. Like this…”

Dorma lightly grabs Sonia’s wrist and holds her a small hand mirror as if to check her eyes, which appear to be glowing bluer due to the gloss coating gel on them.

From an evaluation that was a bit shiny and clean, it has now reached a stage where it is difficult to distinguish between androids rather than humans.

Rather than people mixing together. Sonia’s shiny skin has changed to look more natural standing with the androids.

But…

“As expected. It’s perfect. What about Sonia?”

Although they lacked the concept of their own kind compared to beasts with ears and tails, they probably had a better understanding of it than humans who actively deceive and harm their own kind. Androids are working together to form an organization to promote the rights of free androids.

It seems as if they will not miss the fake mannequin Sonia, whose skin has turned into a shiny, glossy android-like appearance. So that you can naturally look at your own eyes in a hand mirror.

I know it won’t be effective since he’s a D-level hero anyway. Looking at myself with the blue skin coating gel still trickling down…

“What do you think, Sonia? You’ve turned so shiny… You really… Don’t you really look like a mannequin…?”

“… Pretty mannequin…♥”

Sonia’s wrist holding a hand mirror was used to make her realize that she had such a wall fetish from the beginning, rather than slowly forming it in her head. Mr. Dorma adjusts the posture of a fake mannequin.

“I know you like mannequins, but… Isn’t it more an android than a mannequin? Wasn’t it more an android than that? Really?”

Instead of a Humanoid that doesn’t move after connecting the back of its head to a cable-type charger, it looks more like an android made of artificial plastic flesh than a mannequin. The owner of the beauty salon who made Sonia’s skin look like that.

“Yeah… It’s really the same…”

It is not a cheap mannequin made by melting plastic with flesh-colored dye dissolved in a mold, nor is it a mannequin carved and coated from wood. Because I know what material the mannequins installed in Dorma’s clothing store are made of.

A magician who gives hints that would be embarrassing to call a kidnapping trap for the sake of a fish trap, and a lens to put on a mannequin. It was he who introduced me to a wizard who could make jewelry accessories.

“Now, the part to be shy is ‘almost’ gone, right? So, show everything with confidence. Sonia, please!”

“Yes… Yes… ♥ That… Not everything… But… The mannequin… ♥”

I thought it was an android named Sonia, who reacted with unconcealable excitement on her face every time Dorma whispered in her earlobe that she was a mannequin, but she was actually a human, and in fact, she was a D-class hero for whom a low-level suggestive accessory called a fish trap would not work. Cosmetic treatment users.

But I understand. Dorma’s mannequin fetish, which I sympathize with and don’t get along with.

“Thank you for your praise… Mr. Dorma…♥”

This is an impossible action unless you have such a mannequin fetish in your head. Taking the comment that I look like a mannequin as a compliment.

Rather, when it came out of a large tank that was set to pass a weak electric current so that the glossy coating was absorbed into the skin surface.

And when I stood in front of the full-length mirror. The nipples had grown thick and thick, like someone who had received nipple training with a nipple ring.

Now the flesh-colored nipples are slowly starting to sink, as if the blood has moved somewhere else.

This time, Dorma grabs the shoulders of a busty blonde mannequin whose smile doesn’t break even though she’s been called a fake mannequin, and moves her to look at the surgeon who has completely erased the pink part of her breasts.

“It was completed well?”

To my colleague, who looks at me with congratulations as I seem to have found a partner who sympathizes with my unique fetish of being aroused by mannequins along with self-praise. This time, the obscenity of a fake mannequin. Not as a person. Dorma’s finger trying to show off her performance as a mannequin for the well-established mannequin fetish.

-Ping~

“…♥”

By slightly snapping your fingers. Dorma stimulates the flesh-colored nipples instead of the areolas, which have lost their skin color and have lost their sensation.

But.

“…”

Sonia just stands still.

Rather than standing still, he leaned slightly as if he had left everything in the hands of Dorma, who was pulling him back slightly as if he had really turned into a mannequin. A customer at a beauty salon whose skin-coating gel is dripping down, not paying attention to the sensation of her nipples bouncing.

Although she flicked her fingers and stimulated her nipples. A glossy mannequin with no gaze, no body reaction, and nothing happening.

“Sonia. If you can hear me, would you mind moving your eyes?”

Even as her nipples are pulled, her fingernails gently press against her upper breast flesh. Instead of having fingernail marks dyed red, the android is made of synthetic plastic flesh. Sonia’s breasts, with only a slight mark remaining.

Rather than being soft, it is softer than the soft skin of a person. The flesh-colored, glossy skin of a fake mannequin is created by being newly coated with artificial softness, like the skin of a healthy and strong android.

“…”

Even though my wrist was pulled, my nipples were pressed here and there, and the glossy skin pushing from inside the nail marks came back, I didn’t react.

At Dorma’s request, slightly up and down. Only then did Sky City’s D-class hero move. Sonia’s blue eyes.

“I don’t know how time goes by, but it’s already night. Sonia? It’s okay if we stop for today. I’ll take you home.”

“Is it already evening…?”

“Quickly change your clothes and come out. I’ll start the engine. Okay?”

Just like dealing with real mannequins… Like dealing with mannequins installed in the clothing store he runs, which are unique to refer to as real mannequins. Dorma held Sonia back in her place and opened her mouth.

“Thank you…!”

Until just a moment ago, I was faithful to the role of a fake mannequin, quietly enjoying the act of being treated like a mannequin. Now, Sonia is back as a common hero in Sky City, a blonde guest who no longer looks like a person.

“Yes, it’s permanent, but you can return it at any time. Don’t feel pressured and come visit us, right?”

Juseomjuseom. Dozing… I put back on the clothes I had taken off before entering under the guidance of Humanoid, and nodded to the owner of the beauty salon for my hard work today.

I also gave a nod to Mr. Dorma, who paid for the skin treatment on my behalf, saying it was the rental fee for the fake mannequin Sonia.

Even if it’s not here, it’s registered in the medical information system, so it doesn’t matter who runs it. I left behind the owner of the beauty clinic, who kindly advised me not to worry, as a proper skin clinic in Sky City would be able to take over the treatment records and reverse them.

Sonia gets back into the passenger seat of Mr. Dorma’s car, which was parked in the parking lot, before realizing the sense of discomfort that the shine would bring.

Of course it was made that way. A specially made product that will make you feel good just by looking at it. A high-end mannequin made of synthetic plastic flesh for Android.

But now, a hand is reaching out from the side to take out the seat belt and fasten it. The back of the hand, which catches the light and looks shiny, is not human… But today. Here. Like this…

If it wasn’t for me, it wouldn’t have happened like that. So…

(What made Sonia like that…♥)

I got hurt because I went into a dungeon or something. It doesn’t even have a partial prosthetic body.

Just an ordinary soft pure human being. A hero in the body of an ordinary person.

Although I already had a distorted personality in my head to the point where I accepted the mannequin fetish from the beginning…

(Not anyone else. It’s me. Dorma?)

A pervert of mannequin fetishism, proud of Sonia’s transformed appearance. It was Dorma.