Chapter 492 – 268 Mannequin Fetish
Mr. Dorma, who was taken aback by Mr. Dorma’s incomprehensible question and was surprised by Sonia’s reflexes as she reflexively placed her finger on the trigger of the plasma pistol on her waist, continued speaking.
“If it’s okay, feel free to take a look. The employees are at work, so you don’t have to worry. Sonia?”
“Well… Then I won’t decline…”
The safety inspection hero’s gaze is staring at the mannequin with a healthy brown tan, as encouraged, without even recognizing that Mr. Dorma’s words themselves are strange.
“Could you take a closer look? I want to hear Sonia’s opinion as well~”
The mannequin is wearing what Mr. Dorma said, which keeps tickling my earlobe from behind…
(This… Is… Wearing…? This… Is… Wearing… And… Means the same thing?!)
Clothes on mannequins to be sold. As the second floor was a lingerie store with a shining lingerie under dark lighting. Dressing like that,
“I hope you don’t feel bad, Sonia. Can you consider this as advice?”
“I was a little busy, but I started to shrink a long time ago. Even if it was just a safety inspection, I wish I could be a little more confident.”
“This… Is amazing… Have you ever seen a mannequin bigger than Sonia’s ‘this’?”
“That… That…”
Even if I say it lightly, I should have reacted to the situation where my heart was grabbed. Instead of answering Dorma’s question, he said that even though he was busy, he could see Sonia staring at her mannequin. Sonia lowers her head in shame as always
“I know. Sonia?
In that sense, I think mannequins are always confident, so I think there’s something we can learn from them?”
“Isn’t that what a mannequin is like? It’s just dressed the way you decide. It’s posed the way you decide. There’s no need to worry. There’s no need to think. It stands proudly, right?”
“So, why don’t you try this time to fix the fact that you’re lowering your head as if you’re embarrassed even though you haven’t done anything? Sonia?”
Just staring at the mannequin, who was somehow arrogantly wearing underwear to be sold. Sonia listens carefully to Mr. Dorma’s explanation.
(The mannequin… Is… Proud…)
“It’s just like Mr. Dorma said…”
One word. One word. Sonia’s voice gets quieter each time she speaks. As her shoulders drop slightly. Slowly, as if I was being subdued by the voice of Mr. Dorma, who was whispering and explaining from behind.
-Mate!
The sound of applause made with both palms by Mr. Dorma resonates loudly in the quiet second floor store thanks to being more shiny than others.
Even when a loud applause suddenly comes from behind, Sonia just flinches slightly and doesn’t react.
“Would you just close your eyes, Sonia?”
“… Yes…♥”
I stared at the blue light shining in the mannequin’s eyes, which turned the soft light coming down into blue light. This time, Sonia stands with her eyes slowly closed as a voice whispers from behind her.
“And smile. Like the mannequin that Sonia kept envious of.”
Envy… Are you jealous?! Instead of the same strong positive negation. Close your eyes and feel abnormal. Sonia puts an inhuman smile on her face.
Mr. Dorma’s fingers are shiny, but not as smooth as rubber… In fact, they are extremely soft. I’m slowly lifting my chin with very soft fingers, but I’m not even opening my eyes when I’m told to close them. Sonia slowly leans naturally against the two fingers made by Dorma.
“Don’t stop breathing like that, Sonia?”
“Yes…”
“Because it’s design. Design? The work is almost done, right?”
Instead. Dorma asks you to think of your finger pressing down.
Instead of doubting the words to think, instead of asking questions, Sonia only fills her mind with Mr. Dorma’s soft fingers that seem to be supporting her entire body.
“So. How do you feel?
Don’t you think Sonia can learn something from the mannequin?”
“I don’t know enough, so my expressions are poor… But it feels like something good…”
It really looks real… It looks more real than a human… Every time I keep looking at it, a blue light enters my eyes and strange parts of me are stimulated, and I can’t express it in words. Just amazing. Sonia returns with an exclamation that cannot be expressed by an ordinary mannequin.
Close your eyes. Like a mannequin waiting for the pose created by Mr. Dorma to be completed. A person who is not a mannequin, losing strength in the arm that is slowly lifted. Sonia.
(This… Strange… But… Good… Feeling…♥)
I’m sure my eyes are closed, but Mr. Dorma chose it. I can’t even feel the clothes I wore today… But my mind feels refreshed. Sonia maintaining the pose she created.
Before I get addicted to this strange feeling of liberation, let’s barely open our eyes. Visible black blouse.
(I… I think I took everything off…♥)
Sonia deceives herself by thinking that it is an illusion of the eyes… An illusion of the heart, while also trying to avoid Dorma’s staring gaze by asking questions.
“Now that I think about it, I never saw anything like this yesterday. Does something new come in every day?.
Ah! If you have trouble answering, please forget it!”
A healthy brown tanned mannequin that wasn’t there yesterday. I’m sure I wouldn’t have missed it if it had happened yesterday. With that in mind, I ask with confidence.
Sky City’s hero apologized again, thinking that maybe it was rude because it was related to sales.
“Please be a little more confident, Sonia?”
“I’m… Sorry…”
Mr. Dorma, the president, smiles and responds to Sonia’s apology as if telling her not to hesitate. Even though I said it was okay, I saw him bow his head again. He held out his finger, which had made an inhuman smile, in front of Sonia’s eyes. Dorma makes a clicking sound to focus attention.
“I come in every day and change the arrangement here and there. This time, I gathered things I had in the warehouse and tried them on. Is that okay?”
“Ah! Is that so?”
I have no intention of deceiving you. Mr. Dorma tells us that he selects items that are in stock and decorates them in a fancy way.
Instead of ending there, Dorma asks how about a facility safety inspection.
Of course, ‘We’re almost done!’ To the friendly hero who proudly said, showing off her impressive breasts…
There is one ‘last’ set left in stock.
But it’s Sonia’s size… Would you like to try it on?
Although I offer a friendly offer. Sonia hesitates.
A feeling of shame rather than suspicion. Sonia showing emotions that shouldn’t be necessary.
“Size is size, right? It’s free because I don’t think it will sell anyway.”
“Thank you… Mr. Dorma…”
It is not sold because there is no suitable size. In. Dorma gently lifts her chest to the hero in front of her and makes him an offer he cannot refuse. He was the owner of a clothing store.
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After inspecting the elevator installed on the second floor, there were no employees or customers, led by Dorma, an employee pulling his hand.
Sonia walked as if led from the second floor, where they were alone, and stood in front of a mannequin maintaining its pose.
(Looking at it like this, I feel jealous… No… Envious… A little)
Far from being proud of her good body and style, she did not. An ordinary hero who is not even recognized. From the hero’s perspective, he seemed a little envious of the mannequin, which was as thin as a model but looked healthier.
“Shhh!”
Dorma, whose words and voice do not match, says to Sonia, ‘I wanted to show you this!’ As she said this, she smirked and then turned her blue eyes around the mannequin, which was making eye contact with Sonia.
As if he had done this once or twice, Mr. Dorma removed the price tag pin from the clothes the mannequin was wearing and put it away, then quickly unbuttoned and unclipped the clothes and took off the clothes on the mannequin.
“At first, I pricked my finger often, but how is it now? It’s natural, right?”
“I see… Uh… I don’t think I can handle it well for fear of getting scratched.”
Once on a mannequin that fell off as soon as she touched it.
Employee Dorma gently placed the unclothed mannequin on the floor. One more look at the sight of the skirt the mannequin was wearing sliding down her legs and then taking off the blouse.
Dorma organizes the mannequin’s arms by naturally bending them.
There is nothing like the circular skeleton that can be easily found in simple mass-produced plastic mannequins. Really fine. The small solid line on the mannequin was visible even with the eyes of Sonia, who was just watching the kidnapping attempt that took place on Rodeo Drive today from afar.
It seems like you have to be extremely careful to avoid breaking it, but Sonia is purely impressed by Dorma’s skill in boldly lifting the mannequin’s limbs without making a single creaking sound.
“Well… It’s expensive in its own way. That might be true, Sonia!
How about if you press it with force like this… It looks a bit bent here, so pull it…”
Sonia continues to look at the naked flesh-colored mannequin, which has been stripped of the underwear it was last wearing and placed on the floor in order to put it on her.
(Oh… It’s being treated like an object… It was originally an object… A mannequin that exists only to be seen…)
(Mannequin…♥)
All she did was tell him to look at the mannequin while tickling his earlobe. A special guest who responds with all his might. It was Mr. Dorma who answered Sonia with a smile.
