Hypnotized Female Protagonist 531

Chapter 531 – 307 Well… Yeah. This Is Because Mr. Dorma Is Right That There Is Something to Be Learned From Mannequins Too… So… The Mannequin’s Nipples Are Not There… ♥

-Mannequins are always confident, right?

-So, isn’t there something we can learn from mannequins?

If an ordinary person heard this, they would look dumbfounded. The logic is that there is something to be learned from Dorma’s mannequin, which would have made people just nod their heads even if they were positive about everything.

Of course, since it is a non-living plastic humanoid object, no matter how embarrassing or difficult the pose was, once you hold it, it is like a person who stiffens upright. A mannequin in a clothing store that appears to be a human being, standing proudly and without any shame, as Dorma said.

If the Sky City D-class hero from just a few months ago had heard it, he would have thought, ‘Is that so…? It was obvious that he would have answered, but…

‘This… Is also a coincidence…?’

I received physical training as a racing mare trainer from the spirit of a warhorse who suddenly appeared from a strange medallion…

‘Four! Epinephrine Commander! SNA06. I’ll report the status!’

Even in Sky City, which is much more technologically advanced than other cities, Cyber ​​Life Corporation has been hiding the unknown cyborg body technology without disclosing it.

Although I was caught by the animal-eared cyborgs and was virtually imprisoned for a week and subjected to psychological manipulation that bordered on brainwashing…

As a result of her training, Sonia no longer carries the plasma pistol she wore for self-defense… Instead, she tears apart a spider monster the size of a large dog with her bare hands.

“Wow… Definitely… What Mr. Dorma said… Is right… Mannequins always stand confidently and calmly… That’s something we need to learn…”〈 Br〉

Sonia was doubtful of her very existence as a hero, even though it only lasted for a moment, because a jewel with a suggestive spell fell out in front of her eyes and she immediately went blank when she held up an accessory that looked like a coin with a hole in it.

A D-class hero from Sky City who had poor mental resistance and even though the Hero Association emailed him asking him to undergo special training to resist mental attacks, he was too lazy to go.

Instead of using a headset, the hypnosis-inducing voice was pushed into my belly button, which had become a cyber implant port, so I didn’t hear the voice as a human being. Although Sonia does not have an electronic storage device in her head, she runs it like a terminal that can run audio files.

I don’t know yet whether it will be effective or not. I got to meet Mr. Dorma. So, while being displayed like a mannequin, Sonia was a talent addict who decided that every moment of trying to understand the mannequin’s mind was a gift.

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(Because it’s a mannequin now…♥)

Not the nipple. Sonia, a fake mannequin, sticks out her breasts to the smooth Mr. Dorma, as if it doesn’t matter if her breasts are touched.

“It’s all over today… How was it…?

There’s no need to ask any more ♥”

“Yes…♥ Of course… Mr. Dorma…♥”

Even though my head is lowered by a hand so smooth that my hair sticks,

As a mannequin, I have become accustomed to the sense of posing, so I don’t feel any discomfort. Sonia does not resist the force that makes us look at her breasts, at the part that protrudes a little too much with the color of her flesh indicating the direction as a mannequin.

When Dorma’s golden eyes look at the fake mannequin’s nipples, he places his fingers on Sonia’s breasts, which have a mannequin-like luster.

Kuuk… Kuuk…

I pressed it with my fingernail as if to let him know it was intentional. I try to stimulate the areola, which has turned flesh-colored, by pressing it,

Podok… Podok…♥

For the procedure, Dorma does the same thing on Sonia’s shiny areolas by forcefully grabbing her large breasts and rubbing them to the point of frictional heat to remove the gel on the areolas to erect the nipples.

(This… This much… Is embarrassing… But since we’ve already done something more embarrassing together… Usually… Right…?)

Even though the fingers clinging to her breasts persistently tease her areolas, Sonia accepts this level of skinship as natural, a mannequin fetishism that has seen her take off all her clothes more than once.

“Don’t you really feel it, Sonia?”

“Yes… I can’t feel anything…♥”

Sonia honestly answers that it doesn’t tingle or hurt.

“I’ve finished everything I have to do today… Just a little more… Just like last time, okay? I have a few poses in mind… How about them? Can I ask you a favor? Sonia?”

(Even if it’s late, it’s within walking distance…)

If you register your walking route, it will be recognized as a night patrol, and you will receive performance points for the association… You may also be able to rent a prototype that is helpful in your daily life…

In that sense, Sonia is a D-class hero who doesn’t mind being late or walking alone on the streets at dawn.

“It’s okay if you don’t take me!”

Even with that answer, Dorma of mannequin fetishism does not stop avoiding the flesh-colored nipples and tasting the feel of the breasts. He was the owner of a large clothing store that closed today.

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“…”

“Whoa… It’s perfect… It’s Sonia after all. Perfect model, perfect pose… I can’t believe time flies…!”

Dorma moves Sonia and the blonde mannequin installed next to her without hiding her truly happy expression.

With just a few small gestures, Dorma instantly creates a pose that can only be described as perfect as a mannequin, even to Sonia, who knows nothing.

“Yes…♥”

Even as her fingers gradually tighten from the flesh-colored areola, where nothing can be felt, to the flesh-colored glossy nipple, Sonia just smiles at herself in the mirror, as if she is rather satisfied with the fact that the person she is clinging to is Mr. Dorma, who is as shiny as a mannequin.

Cuckoo… A fake mannequin showing increasingly unmannequin-like reactions to the movement of Dorma’s fingers rubbing her erect nipples, as if hugging her from behind.

It is not a stiff and tense appearance, but a human reaction where the child becomes excited and feels warmth and wetness again.

However, Sonia answered without moving, perhaps because she felt sorry for breaking the posture that Mr. Dorma had taken great care to create.

“Then… What do you see in front of you, Sonia?”

A unique experience that I happened to catch while passing by in a downtown area. A unique opportunity…

Even when the head of her nipple was gently scratched with the tip of her fingernail, she puffed it up loudly. Sonia calmly accepted this level of skinship, which she thought was normal, but…

“…?!”

It took Sonia some time to understand that Mr. Dorma was expecting an answer from her.

“…”

An object seen next to a mirror. Now, something is standing in the direction pointed by the flesh-colored, slightly protruding part of the mannequin.

Two flesh-colored mannequins stood close together, so they could look at each other clearly.

Same pose, same golden hair. Shiny, smooth mannequin skin.

If someone who doesn’t know it sees it… Since even the skin has changed to become shiny, the possibility of being mistaken for a pervert android has seriously increased compared to someone who has fallen into mannequin fetishism.

Although they were two ordinary, real-looking mannequins. Now the two mannequins are looking at each other. A fake mannequin that clearly shows the difference with its two eyes.

“Now then… Can you tell me what the difference is between you and ‘her’, Sonia?”

(Difference… Difference…!)

Minor differences such as dots, stains, and marks can be fully understood and understood. Compared to the mannequin’s featureless and perfect features… The human part that still remains in the fake mannequin’s breasts.

The pink areola marks at the end of the breasts disappeared, but the nipples had forgotten to grow larger on their own due to the mannequin-suggestion switch turned on in my head, but the bumps on the large breasts were revealed again by Dorma’s skinship.

Sonia’s two nipples, which had been rubbed painfully, were clearly asserting themselves at the tip of her shiny, mannequin-like breasts.

“Uh… If you compare me to the mannequin next to me… The mannequin doesn’t have any spots or stains… Even calluses… And…”

Sonia answers the clothing store owner who is looking at her expectantly.

“And…? Tell me? It’s okay~ Sonia.”

Dorma encourages you to keep speaking. In a clothing store where everyone has left work, and also in the owner’s room on the second floor, where there is a mannequin that looks similar to himself, completely naked,

Ask her to look at herself in the mirror, compare herself in front of a realistic mannequin, and tell her what you think.

“Speak confidently like a mannequin, Sonia?”

As a mannequin that I recognized as soon as I saw it, I am asked to speak out and acknowledge a place that should not exist.

I’m just telling you what I know. Dorma’s indirect request to acknowledge that she is not just a little bump that shows the direction of the mannequin.

“Remember? I said there would be something to learn from mannequins. Sonia looks like a mannequin too…”

-Therefore. There’s nothing to decline, right?

“Like a mannequin… Confidently…”

Sonia already knows that moles and calluses on her skin are not the only way to distinguish herself from a mannequin.

Sonia took a deep breath as she mentally resolved to imitate the mannequin’s proud, indescribable posture.

“The mannequin’s nipples… Are not there…”

This is a feature that most cheap mannequins have, whether they are made from wood or by melting plastic into a model frame. However, in this clothing store, most of the mannequins do not need to stick out slightly to show direction…

“That… Is just a small circle drawn at the end corner, so you can know its location…”

Sonia, a fake mannequin, can feel her breathing becoming more and more difficult as she speaks.

“You want to be like a mannequin, right?”

“Yes…♥”

This time, it was Sonia who answered honestly again.