Chapter 530 – 306 This Is the Part That Gives Direction… It’s Definitely Not a Strange Part…♥
In order to compare the feel with the fake mannequin that he will touch from now on, Mr. Dorma accurately remembers in his mind the feeling of the moment when the finger sticks and falls.
“Okay! Sonia. Then next time…”
“…”
I asked, and the answer came back. A fake mannequin that doesn’t respond to talking to itself.
Of course, there are some parts that are intentionally exaggerated to defeat the white wolf cyborg beastman, who is clearly not going to leave unless he is clearly confirmed.
(I was satisfied because I was able to show Sonia’s beautiful side to everyone. Sonia♥)
Dorma can’t even think about the thought of it being a waste of money to show everyone the hidden fake mannequin that was revealed when the wrapping paper came off, rather than the costume that was ruined by being torn and stretched.
Just stay still.
Call yourself a good mannequin. It was Dorma who, with smooth fingers, removed the torn stockings, the stretched-out bunny suit… And the vinyl pants to hide the fake mannequin’s torn stockings, which were just standing still, with the meaning of mannequin modified.
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Coo wook… Coo wook…
The sound coming from Sonia’s mind, the sound of the mannequin switch that had been pressed coming back on.
03.
He is a cyborg beast who can recognize Sky City’s D-class hero and clearly distinguish whether he is standing there pretending to be a mannequin or not if he were not completely holding his breath with his visual module.
A suggestion trigger, a switch in my mind, that I pressed vigorously when a cyborg belonging to Cyberlife’s security unit suddenly appeared.
Although his golden eyes were wide open. After 03 appeared at the exhibition stand on the first floor, Sonia deliberately gave up on looking and did not accept anything.
(It’ll be okay since this much has passed… Maybe…!)
As that thought slowly came to mind, Sonia released her hand from the mannequin switch in her mind.
Naturally. Although I have never blinked since the beginning. It was Sonia whose eye light that had gone out came back.
“… Hot. So… You passed it well…?”
She couldn’t help but continue to hold her breath, a vague memory even though the oxygen patch was stuck to her back.
Blonde hair and blue eyes that were scheduled to be displayed together. It was displayed separately from the bunny girl mannequin in the blonde wall… Then 03 appeared… To everyone…
“Tsk…♥”
Doesn’t even the skin exposed when the stockings tear become shiny? Mr. Dorma’s explanation asking everyone to agree that it is not because it is a mannequin.
If only I hadn’t worn plastic pants. I was pulled so hard that it made a scene on Sky City’s news of the day… As I was being pulled, I felt pressure as if my smooth skin was not going to let go.
“This… This kind of experience… I… Really… Uh…”
Sonia thinks about the events that happened in an instant, rolling them over in her head as if slowly savoring them.
Standing on the carpet prepared in the display case. Since I was running out of time, I had no choice but to squat down little by little while looking at the bunny girl that Mr. Dorma was making poses for…
Then, when I created a pose where the mannequin spread its thighs wide enough to prevent it from falling over and hid its hands behind its head to lift its chest.
“…♥”
The mannequin-textured vinyl pants clung to me… Thanks to the bunny suit that clung to my waist…
At some point, it felt more like shame. I noticed that a smile appeared on the face of the fake mannequin, faintly reflected in the transparent mannequin case.
“So… Did you get through it well…?”
In a room similar to a warehouse. When I opened my eyes in the boss’s room, it wasn’t the same, but it was similar, with one side being a mirror and a blonde mannequin standing in front of the mirror smiling like last time.
“… Mr. Dorma?!”
Nowadays, there are not just one or two blonde mannequins in large clothing stores, but just by looking at them, the mannequin that was scheduled to be displayed together was dressed in a black bunny girl outfit that imitated her pose… A mannequin that has become so strange that you are convinced that it is ‘her’. Sonia of fetishism.
Dorma doesn’t come in even if you call the owner of the clothing store.
There is no answer back. When I opened the door and carefully peeked downstairs, I saw one person among all the busy employees who was showing off too much skin.
“Yeah… That’s right! Watch…!”
Let’s check the time. It’s normal peak time in the evening for everyone to be busy.
“W… Should… Wait here… Right…?”
All there was torn stockings spilling on the floor. If it stretches, and you wear it like this… The black bunny uniform is worse than not wearing it at all.
(I… The feeling… Isn’t even tingling. Now…)
It’s embarrassing to go out naked, but now even when I touch it, I can’t feel anything about the flesh-colored areola. Flesh-colored nipples.
Glossy, smooth breasts that would have looked truly mannequin-like if they had no nipples or were just a little smaller.
Will it be a hindrance? Sonia decided to just stand in the room, hoping that Mr. Dorma would find her.
“I have nothing to do…”
Like a person who has forgotten how to turn their face red with embarrassment at the fact that they are not wearing anything, they remain silent as if there is nothing wrong with them taking off everything. Sonia, who sat calmly… Just sat there
“This… Feels… Might be good…♥”
Rather, she becomes excited by the fact that all of her glossy skin is visible without any clothes in the way… Sonia finally understands the uniquely designed outfit that covers only the parts that should be covered by Dorma.
A unique design as a designer, if only I had done it just a moment ago. He became the hero of Sky City who accepted it with an open mind, thinking that he could wear such a costume with personal freedom.
“Well… That was the reason… Ugh…♥”
Now, it is Dorma’s proud costume that he created after thinking about how to show off his proud features to everyone as proudly as possible, like a mannequin. Sonia thinks so.
“…”
The next thing the fake mannequin does after understanding the new facts is to stand side by side next to a blonde mannequin who is completely naked just like the fake mannequin…
“If I do this, time might pass as quickly as last time… Like this… Like this…”
I quickly finished the self-justification that no one would listen to. A fake mannequin that naturally stands in the same manner as the mannequin standing next to it.
A simple pose where the left arm is turned to the side and the right hand is holding the buttocks.
Sonia looks at herself and the mannequins standing side by side in the mirror.
(This is the part that gives direction…)
(Absolutely… It’s not the strange part…♥)
Although it is not a human being to indicate the direction of the mannequin, I still look at the flesh-colored part that is slightly protruding at the end of the chest…
(Well… This place exists for that purpose too…)
(Even if it is visible… Even if it is… There is no problem…♥)
A fake mannequin slowly looks at the tip of the chest of the mannequin standing next to Sonia so as not to get bored, then turns its gaze to the flesh-colored nipples.
Of course, it may be a bit thicker and larger compared to the other mannequins standing next to it. Rather, it is enough as a part to guide the direction of the clothes being worn. Sonia’s self-justification continues, which she can’t do unless her mind has gone crazy.
(So… It’s skin-colored… So it’s okay… At this level… It’s natural…♥)
Not knowing that if the poorly constructed logic is broken, it will be even more shocking…
‘It’s too late. Sonia?’
‘Sony… Hehe…’
From peak times in the evening when people flock to the night when all employees leave work. Smart on purpose. I didn’t even hear two knocks. Until the door opens and Mr. Dorma comes in and admires the two mannequins reflected in the mirror for a while.
It was Sonia who decided that her flesh-colored nipples were a necessary part of the mannequin.
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“Are you awake, Sonia?”
“Ah. Four! Thanks to you, I survived… Ugh…”
“It’s okay. There’s no need to feel pressured, right?”
Swoosh… Swoosh…
Dorma’s smooth fingers naturally touch her breasts, which seem to have a coating slightly stronger than hard.
It’s been a while since I entered the boss’s room. It was only a few seconds ago that I became immersed in the image of the mannequin in the mirror and physically recognized Dorma.
As soon as she comes in, Dorma lovingly touches the breasts and scratches them with her fingernails, avoiding the flesh-colored nipples, as if tickling them, to check whether the areolas have become numb enough to not respond even when touched.
“Well. That’s still. It’s embarrassing…”
Thanks to the explanation at the beauty salon that breast touching and kissing are natural skinship at this level.
Increasingly, academy students are entering succubus sex shops, or asking ‘Do you want to eat a parfait?’ It was Sonia, a hero who began to understand the meaning, and followed Sky City’s common sense.
