Chapter 509 – 285 It Really Is as Soft as a Mannequin, Right?
If the panties that had fallen on her chest had been made of ordinary cloth, it was clear that they would have fallen all the way to the floor. Instead of dripping from Sonia’s breasts. Today’s preparations are sticking together.
Like rubber. It was a mannequin-like color that I could see with my own eyes. It stuck to me as if telling me that the texture was just as I expected.
“It’s really soft and fluffy like a mannequin, isn’t it?”
I just dropped it on my breast. The color of flesh that sticks instead of sliding smoothly… Dorma puts an even more shiny palm on top of the mannequin-colored plastic underwear.
Just like that, slowly… Even if you are a hero strong enough to deal with monsters that turn ordinary people into a bloodbath in an instant when you enter the dungeon… Dorma is heading down towards the part where any human would have no choice but to react. Smooth vinyl underwear held in Dorma’s hand.
“You can never… Get caught like that, right? Don’t worry and enjoy it. Sonia?”
“… Yes…♥”
Even though I was rubbing my nipples. Sonia doesn’t stop standing like a mannequin in the middle of the storage room.
Even though sweet sounds are mixed in with the answer, I don’t stop. So hard that you can feel the soft texture on your fingertips. Dorma continues to rub parts of the mannequin that shouldn’t exist with the plastic underwear that will soon be worn on this blonde busty mannequin.
Dorma was rubbed non-stop, and only when she felt frictional heat did she remove her hand, along with the panties made of mannequin material she was holding.
(It’s perfect. Sonia…♡)
Like the owner of breasts that stand still. Despite being continuously harassed, Sonia’s lewd nipples would have been proudly erect over the bodysuit had she not known about the existence of the clothing store.
-I can’t feel it even when I touch it.
-It is mandatory to maintain the created pose
“Okay, Sonia. To become a mannequin, I don’t need any nipples or anything. Can you tolerate it if it’s a little uncomfortable?”
“Nipples… Get in the way…”
-To become a perfect mannequin, you have to practice…
-You have to take the advice for granted and become a more… Real mannequin…
“Nipples… Get in the way… Yes… Mr. Dorma…”
(When it comes to becoming a mannequin… The nipples… Only get in the way…♥)
Just as I had completely accepted the hypnosis-inducing voice setting of a mannequin trying to become a perfect mannequin. Sonia gradually accepts Mr. Dorma’s whispered advice in her heart while the mannequin’s existence has been changed into something completely different.
It is natural for a good mannequin to not react no matter how much you touch it… Now Sonia is doing the same, so she is evaluated as being like a mannequin…
As the saying goes, there are people who have never been to a succubus sex shop, but there is no one who has been there only once. Even though I am deliberately rubbing my breasts gently so that the oil for developing sexual sensation can penetrate well, and pressing hard with my fingers as smooth as a rubber glove to remove the wet milk. Rather than becoming stiff. Sonia’s weakly shiny breasts didn’t react, as if they were holding back the areolas from rising.
“When you look at it like this, it really looks like a mannequin. Sonia.”
(…♥)
Even if my heart is pressed. I stopped thinking about how my nipples wouldn’t get bigger when they were rubbed against the rubber panties… I kept still… Furthermore, I deliberately decided to forget about the feeling on my skin and just stood there…
(I received a compliment… From Mr. Dorma… It’s really… A realistic mannequin…♥)
Suggestive triggers created in the mind. When the mannequin switch is pressed. Not a person, but a mannequin.
Although it is a mannequin. A little more. A mannequin trying to become a realistic mannequin.
“Do you think it makes sense to carry around a barcode engraved here?”
Mr. Dorma’s finger was rubbing the area where the barcode was conveniently engraved as an android. Even when I touched the area between my thighs to see if it was a natural human reaction.
Even when the nipples were pulled and stretched and sticky oil was applied.
Then grab his wrist and make him stand. Sonia’s expression did not change even after spraying her armpits with a shiny spray.
“Now shall we prepare for the exhibition?
Because Sonia is a real mannequin. I believe you will do well~”
“…♥”
It’s a real-looking mannequin… I was just praised with words whose meaning I don’t know. A blush appeared on her face… It was the real Sonia.
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“Raise your legs. I’ll put them on you all at once!”
(You’re saying… You’re going to wear it…? Well… If you say that… Ugh…)
Wow!
Take it out of the bag that was hanging on the shelf. Dorma puts on Sonia, who has stopped pounding her chest, to pretend to be a blonde, big-breasted mannequin with rubber underwear with a mannequin texture that is so smooth that it doesn’t fall off even when lightly dropped on her chest. Br〉
Strange vinyl material with mannequin texture.
Underwear made of that material slides up and then snaps!
(…♥)
Strange plastic panties that cover important areas that distinguish between people and mannequins.
(It’s… A similar color to a real mannequin… And has a glossy finish. If… This…)
If you wear underwear like this and cover up the parts that inevitably exist as a human being. When a customer enters the store, give them everything while pointing at themselves! Even if I say that. The employees stand like mannequins, holding themselves up one by one… Even if they take off their clothes in front of people…
(It can only be seen… As a mannequin…♥)
It is not a safety device worn to prevent an unexpected situation. Because it was dressed like this. A strange fetish that makes you expect something like that to happen. Sonia with the hypnotic suggestion voice effect remaining.
(It feels… Like latex… This… Just like this… Clothes…♥)
It’s not as heavy, thick, or uncomfortable as I thought…
(I don’t usually have a chance to wear something like this, but… I guess you can think of it as a good experience, right?)
You don’t even have to think about what would happen if the news that you asked the owner of a clothing store to help you display it by pretending to be a mannequin spreads everywhere…
From the beginning, if the boss seems to enjoy the experience of pretending to be a mannequin, it would be a loss if he refuses. The hero of the strange obscene circuit who thinks, Sonia.
“It’s done. Just touch it, Sonia!”
“Ah… I understand. Mr. Dorma!”
It continues even after the panties are put on. Sonia never stopped standing still.
Sonia touched the sticky plastic with her fingers, as Dorma said, and although she was smiling from the beginning because her face looked embarrassed just by saying that she looked like a real mannequin, she seemed to smile even more.
(Blood… Figure…?)
As soon as I touch the plastic that sticks to the side of her thigh, I feel like I’m touching a figure.
With short. The material looks similar to the smooth and fluffy figure I touched at a cosplay shop just to look at it
“The mirror is over there, Sonia.”
The direction indicated by Mr. Dorma. A blonde mannequin appears when looking at a wall with one side of the mirror.
Sonia checks her own reflection in her mirror.
“… Ehehe…”
Strange rubber underwear made of vinyl that hides the private parts and human gaps that cannot be helped as a human being.
Thanks to this, the blonde woman reflected in the mirror is not the hero of Sky City. She put on her underwear… Although it was only the part where the underwear was on. Smooth and shiny like a mannequin. A flesh-colored mannequin that can be hardly considered human at all.
As soon as she saw her own reflection, she first stood next to a similar-looking mannequin in her storage room. Just like that moment when her mind was flooded with blue light, and she flinched when she saw the mannequin…
She flinched at the sight of herself like a mannequin reflected in her mirror…! However, it wasn’t enough to end with a small movement, so instead of making the ends of the breasts that don’t look like mannequins convex. Sonia steadfastly maintains her shape without growing.
Even though I just looked at Sonia like that. Dorma whispers, something exploding inside her head.
“What do you think, Sonia? There’s no need to worry about getting caught with this, but… Doesn’t she seem a little more like a mannequin?”
“I… I think I’m one step closer to the mannequin… Resemble…”
What do you think? It was Sonia who answered the question asking about Dorma’s impressions, which ended with
My heart is pounding…
Not because she wanted to know Sonia’s sentiments, which were already clearly written on her face. Dorma caused her to say out loud what she was thinking only in her mind.
Let’s think for a moment that we are starting to resemble… More like a normal standing mannequin. It remains in my heart. Instead of breasts that should stand like mannequins. Your own words repeat dizzyingly in your head.
-I think I’m closer to a mannequin…♥
That sentence that stayed strongly in my mind because I had already said it.
“Oh…♥”
I thought it looked like a mannequin. Yesterday. Sonia thinks back to the customer who asked to sell whatever the mannequin was wearing and the mannequins that were slowly being taken off by the employees.
Without any intention to hide it. It was Sonia making a struggling sound.
