Chapter 382 – 231 (First Person) a Completely Brainwashed Combatant…
Although less than an hour has passed since I arrived at the villain organization’s hideout. A useful ‘thing’ I definitely discovered
A brainwashed combatant who was forcibly kidnapped and for some reason still wanders the hallways of the hideout even now, long after the villain organization Chaos has disappeared.
There is no possibility that it was left unattended in the outskirts where monsters roam, so it must have come in…
Or, for some reason, when the adventurer party attacked me, it could have been like a brainwashed combatant who started operating after receiving a signal from a villain organization executive…
‘If I stay here… It will only make me unhappy… So please understand.’
I don’t know when that brainwashed combatant woman in the black-purple bodysuit, who was kept on standby for some reason, woke up and started acting.
After looking for more useful items, I decided to take them with me if there was a way.
Whatever it was, he carried something useful here instead of me, who didn’t have enough space or strength to carry it. A useful object that can do what a combatant can do.
“Also… I feel lonely alone…”
In order to get to Sky City, I have to pass through an abandoned wasteland, so it can protect me from criminals or monsters.
That’s a hundred or a thousand times better than wandering around in this hideout for the rest of your life following a set program and then being recovered by a scrap dealer who comes by and selling it, so I’m sure the brainwashed combatant would think it would be better for me to use it.
Unfortunately, the brainwashed combatant has become so complete that he walks around the hallways stiffly wearing a strange bodysuit with his nipples and clit oversized.
Even though I don’t know anything, I can see the movements of a brainwashed fighter whose mind has been taken over by the program.
“…♥”
I rubbed my erect clitoris, which was fixed with a clearing ring, so that it could not be hidden by the black-purple bodysuit that clung to me on purpose, and lifted my legs wide enough to fit through the gap…
“…♥”
Then, raise your legs so that the protruding clitoris, which appears to be sticking out from above the bodysuit, is pressed against your nasal cavity.
I slowly walked with my shiny latex-like high heels on the white metal floor of the hallway. A brainwashed combatant who walks slowly step by step.
I don’t know when it was created, but it was probably a brainwashed combatant who was unable to be rescued for a considerable amount of time, so his ego was destroyed until he disappeared and became so strange that he could not carry out the commands he received in his head…
One step. One step.
As a brainwashed combatant, I wonder if my mind has been broken so that I feel pleasure with every step I take, as if I treasure the remaining steps to the storage room.
A brainwashed combatant who without hesitation lifts his knees so that the latex sticking to his shiny thighs shines in the sunlight.
“Over there?”
“…♥”
I tried talking to the walking brainwashed combatant, but there was no response.
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“…”
“Can’t you really hear anything? Can’t you hear anything?”
As if taking a slow step, her thighs were lifted to the point where they shined brightly in the sunlight, and the clitoris that was sticking out toward the front was folded again.
A brainwashed combatant whose ego has been damaged to the point where he cannot be considered sane, and only the brainwashed combatant program remains.
It may be a bit of an exaggeration, but breasts the size of a head are not plump and fleshy, but… Even when wearing a bodysuit… The areolas are even more clearly visible.
A black-purple bodysuit that is as good as naked with obscenely swollen areolas.
I knew in my head that if it was a brainwashed combatant who had been instructed to move to a place called a storage room, then of course I should leave it alone without touching it and follow it, but…
Fingers started fiddling with her pussy flesh while wearing gloves made of medical latex.
“Wha…?!”
It’s dangerous.
I just looked and the shiny white metal floor changed to black purple latex. And as soon as the fluorescent purple light enters my eyes, I feel like my mind is filling up…
My head felt numb, and my thinking slowed down, but as if it was a protective instinct, I came back to my senses after imagining what would happen if I was caught by Archi City officials.
As the eyes were tied to the brainwashed combatant’s breasts, they gradually lowered… The pervert combatant’s pussy meat was soaking the bodysuit that had been eaten away, as if to prove that she was a lowly pervert brainwashing combatant.
The black-purple bodysuit of a brainwashed combatant that becomes darker as the obscene love juice is sucked in.
The sound of a combatant’s chest pounding in the hallway of a quiet hideout, or the clicking sound of his head.
A set of training rings that can physically force climax to prevent the victim from attacking or attacking once they come back to their senses…
And I’m not sure, but there’s a clicking sound that seems to come from my head as well.
A pervert combatant who, rather than breaking his posture even though his soaked bodysuit is rubbing, takes another step as if it is precious.
A pleasure reward that prevents the brainwashed combatant from returning to his senses even when he hears a sweet, numbing sound from next to him.
Far from reaching the pinnacle of the reward. A brainwashed combatant who keeps walking away while looking at a directionless gaze with eyes that have lost their light.
“Uh… I don’t know how to get it?”
What are you storing in the storage room? I don’t know where things are stored, but I arrived in the room at the end of the hallway that was labeled as a storage room.
Of course, thanks to a race called elves rather than people, I could only see the words ‘storage room’ from afar…
Kuuuuuch…♥
“Ma… Soft?”
As soon as he thought he had figured out the location of the storage room the perverted combatant was heading to, his hands started moving on their own.
A brainwashed combatant with mechanical movements who walks slowly and proudly, showing off her grape-like nipples.
As I walked along the side of the brainwashed combatant walking slowly, covered in a black and purple bodysuit… I put my hand out in front of his chest and slowed down my steps.
A brainwashed combatant who can only make mechanical movements like a program because his ego is damaged.
How long ago was it made? And the victim is so broken that you can see how much she has been abused.
A bodysuit for physical development that would surely be the end of one’s life if an undeveloped academy student who has never been to a sex shop because it is heavily marinated in chemicals wears it without thinking about fashion.
If the heinous acts of the villain organization posted on the Internet after the disbandment of Organization Chaos were true.
If what was written was true.
A scary item that even if you pick it up with your bare fingers without knowing anything, nipple development starts from that moment thanks to the synthetic chemicals that seep through the skin of your fingers.
After kidnapping, they put that object on, and the leotard-type body development bodysuit swelled up to cover the nipples and clitoris.
“Because there is no way to pick up a nipple when it is erect.”
A scary thing to even think about.
But even as I thought about it, I felt a slightly sweet tingling sensation in my chest.
Hands that sink but do not stop thanks to the function of absorbing and decomposing erogenous substances and the costume made of medical latex that soothes the condition.
A hand stretched out in front of the breast of a brainwashed combatant who was walking at will. Slow steps even though you know what will happen.
Walking more slowly than a slow brainwashed combatant, I got close enough to touch…
The smooth feel of medical latex that can be felt as the nipples become enlarged. A special costume that forcibly relieves the sexual sensation of excited nipples.
It may be the most expensive item out of all the possessions I have right now…
“The erection… Won’t… Stop…?”
A brainwashed combatant who has never been to a small body exchange or a slave market, but looks like he will get a huge deal if he is taken in.
A hand extended from the side towards the brainwashed combatant’s breast. A hand shape made so that the palm is pressed against the breast of the black-purple bodysuit.
Even if you apply the love potion, you won’t climax. The clitoris doesn’t get bigger, and the magic essence doesn’t leak out from the clitoris…
I got excited.
I know that the nipples sticking to the medical latex are starting to calm down due to the spicy feeling…
The combatant’s black-purple bodysuit… The squishy breasts began to grow as soon as they touched the palm.
Nipples that become enlarged when a homemade costume made from medical forced sedation latex is defeated.
And… The nipples got bigger, but when I left the nipple marks on the costume that was a little too tight, like that pervert fighter, the next thing that happened was the clitoris that got hard.
It grew bigger than that of an ordinary person… Than the pervert clitoris that grew taut thanks to a body development bodysuit to prevent the clitoris of a brainwashed combatant who thought it was a love doll from falling out…
The clitoris of a fugitive elf that has become bigger than the clitoris of a pervert brainwashed combatant with a watery sheen painted on the bodysuit that has been soaked and turned dark purple.
“Ah…”
I have to take it with me…
I have to pack useful items and run away to Sky City…
