Chapter 292 – 181 Brainwashing Combatant Wear Bodysuit
Wearing a brainwashing combatant’s outfit…But not all…Just a little bit. A strange feeling rushed into my heart as soon as I took off the long glove, which was only a little in terms of area. If I had to sum it up in one word… It would be…
(Something…It feels like being naked…)
Naked, of course, in a brainwashing combatant bodysuit. And since I only wore long gloves and then took them off, it wasn’t like I was naked, but it was true…
In the nest where Sonia is the only one, it seems that no one can point out that fact.
(Observation subjects can put on and take off the equipment by themselves. Memo memo.)
An elf who is silent in front of the front door, taking notes on the tablet and recording the observation information of the subject of observation. Lasix.
He was a researcher of the villain organization Chaos.
“Hmm…I don’t think there’s anything wrong…On the contrary…The mood…Isn’t bad…”
As soon as the long gloves came off, Sky City’s hero felt a bit regretful… A waste. Of course, there was no such thing as being brainwashed as soon as I put it on, so I was brainwashed again, and the fixtures of the villain organization Chaos, the low-level combatants were wearing… Sonia wearing black glossy long gloves exclusively for low-level combatants.
“So… In earnest… Ah… Hot… ♥”
Perhaps the time spent standing in a daze is increasing, and as time goes by, the feeling of sticking to the combat equipment that I was wearing feels good… But strangely, when the feeling starts to diminish, the hero’s next move comes down.
(You’ve already taken it off once. Nothing special, so what are you worried about?)
The same black color in the same material as it is. It looks like it was made from a set with a bodysuit for combatants with solid purple lines here and there. Picking up the leg parts of the latex combat uniform like high knee socks…
“…♥”
Sonia put her leg in without hesitation.
(Feels like it’s sticking… Um… Uh… Joe… Good… So… ♥)’
Sonia wears all the latex bodysuits of a brainwashed low-class brainwashed combatant.
From the body of the leotard design to the long glove. Latex body parts like over-high socks that go up to the thighs. Let’s touch one’s own body completely covered with the equipment of such a brainwashed combatant. It’s not a bodysuit… Sonia’s fingers really feel like touching her skin.
“Poetry… It’s amazing… Huh… Huh?”
Even while wearing a suit, it was swept around and didn’t go in well… Rather, the nipples were more upright and stiff. The pervert perverted hero’s secret switch.
Bundled latex is correct, though. It might be treated strangely, so let’s try it on…? As expected of Sonia, who came to the strange conclusion that she had put on her limbs and set parts, the black combat uniform of a brainwashed combatant began to activate its hidden function.
“Uh… Ah… Ha ha… Warm… It stings… It feels good… ♥”
Covered completely by a combat uniform made of a strange material, it bulged out.
Of course, it was covered in a body suit, but it was a hard lewd switch that confidently asserted itself. Sonia looking down at her breasts, thinking of her nipples.
“Uh… Everything is covered… Uh… Uh…?”
I don’t know if it was eroded into the suit or if it was for some other reason, but Sonia’s stiffly erect nipples were no longer found on the combat uniform that clung to her.
(That…The combat uniform is a little…Thick and swollen…But…Ho…Maybe…)
As long as it was a low-level combatant’s body suit to secure the public by randomly capturing it. Not the purple bodysuit that I thought was useful, but a low-level bodysuit in black.
It wasn’t a high-end product that reacted to the wearer’s thoughts, but it was a brainwashing fighter’s body suit that informed the correct answer while receiving the trembling vibration as it is.
Sonia experiences with her body that her nipples, which have grown as big as they can grow, and the sensitive nipples that are gradually developing, are wrapped in a cozy, slightly inflated latex body suit like a tight-fitting safety wrapper.
A battle suit that takes care of the trembling of nipples that have grown as they grow and are now developing sensitivity and maximum size little by little.
“Ah… ♥ Ah… I see! Brainwashed combatants are ‘protected’ by this uniform… ♥”
(Protection…Protection…Received…Why…?)
Protected… As he kept thinking about the word protection in his mind… The feeling of being protected began to grow…A hero wearing the costume of a brainwashed combatant.
A brainwashing combatant’s bodysuit that holds nipples steady.
A bodysuit that adhered precisely and even swelled, tightly clinging to the lewd switch.
The nipples that have grown in size due to being pushed down a little more, are pressed down by the bodysuit as they are, only to keep the daze switch on the obscene drone called Sonia pressed.
“…Battle clothes… Protect… If you don’t wear them…”
“The combat uniform is what makes me… Warm and safe… So…
But it’s so light as if you’re not wearing anything… That’s amazing… Oh… ♥… Uh… Uhhh?”
Oh! Sonia is surprised.
I just tried on a body suit with nipples attached to it deliciously, but when I came to my senses, I found myself wandering around the spacious living room even though I had no intention of moving.
It was Sonia’s body that moved slowly, like a sleepwalker, a sleepwalker, or just a drunk.
“What…What…Something is this! Oops!”
Sonia, who is embarrassed, is being manipulated somewhere! As soon as she turned her shoulders greatly, as if she was trying to move her body while doing so…
“Uh…Uhhhhh?!”
Far from being forcibly manipulated, the bodysuit of a brainwashed combatant clings to Sonia’s body no matter how inflated and lovingly covers her nipples, as if being manipulated is nonsense even though she’s only tried it on.
It looks like the hero who moved boldly to shake off something as he wanted suddenly went into a stupor and fell down on the living room floor.
Bean!
“Ouch… It hurts…”
It was painful and shocking enough that an average citizen would have bruises, but Sonia only smeared the dust on the floor and brushed it off roughly.
Although she was a little sore that her mind flashed. She wakes up normally… Purple eyes that just look around in dismay.
“Hmm…Should I think about it…
In case you don’t know… Let’s just… Sit down…”
It definitely felt like her combat uniform was touching every inch of her body… But her nipples were pinched. I feel like I’m holding it, but…
More and more, more and more! Sonia began to feel that something was taking shape the more she focused on the combatant’s outfit.
(Nipples…But…It feels like something is completely wrapped up in the combat uniform. Should I say it’s a connected feeling… My belly button and clitoris…It’s a similar feeling…)
Rather than being frightened… Thanks to the strange feeling of tightening, Sonia, who was surprised to the point of losing her mind just before, begins to relax.
“I don’t think there’s anything to worry about… You can take it off yourself, right? I’ve seen in the video that brainwashing is done by necklaces and visors… So…”
A strange hero who thoroughly learns clichés through a video where he discovers a strange helmet while examining an abandoned secret facility… And becomes a puppet for the secret facility himself. Sonia.
Green is poison. Purple is brainwashing. The bodysuit is bundled up…♥ So…So…
“…Just a little more…♥”
If it had been a combat uniform for the purpose of brainwashing or suppression earlier, anything would have happened… While muttering the same thoughts, the nipples and clitoris, which should have flinched in a small climax reaction, did not move. A pervert hero who entrusts himself to the body suit that holds the erogenous zone without any shaking.
(Nipples…Cleans…All of them…Are caught…In combat bodysuits…That…But…Weirdly feel good…♥)
“…Ah…Hot…♥”
And the pervert mazo hero Sonia, who went away as soon as she had that thought. Or not forced to dress as a brainwashed combatant of the brainwashed villain organization Chaos, but by himself. A citizen of Sky City who took that away and wore it. Sonia
(Yes. If that’s the case, I’ll just control my hand and make it automatically move to the nipple or clitoris…
Why would a combat suit that protects you safely behave like that? It’s a defense…)
It seems like a bit of a strange idea intervenes. Sonia couldn’t understand such a thought, the terrifying thought of Chaos, an organization that induces people not to take off their equipment.
A necklace with a purple visor that tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-dropping needles that emit nerve-interference pulses.
“Where… Will it respond to something like a finger?”
Swoop… Pew!
A strange purple necklace that hung around the brainwashing combatant’s neck.
After putting the necklace that had been opened with a click back into a circle… Sonia, recalling the image of a brainwashed combatant, slightly points her finger.
Then, the purple lamp that was turned off shined brightly, and there was a sensor or something, so if I had worn it without knowing if it was recognized or not… Like a brainwashed combatant, if I had worn it normally, it would have been on the back of my neck.
“Uh…Uhhhhh.
