Chapter 535 – BAD ENDING 009 Happy Mannequin Sonia 3
“What do you think? Look in the mirror, Sonia!”
(… I have piercings in my nipples. Why did you pierce my nipples?)
It was fine until the process of tingling and poking my nipples. Jewelry of embedded nipple piercings.
A soft blue jewel decoration that is used as a lens to cover the eyes of a mannequin and to match it well.
On the nipple closest to the heart. A suggestion magic that effectively erodes the mind of a fake mannequin when the pierced nipple piercings are filled with decorations that make it feel that way.
Why was she so worried all of a sudden? Dorma seemed to have read Sonia’s thoughts as she answered with a mannequin-like expression, and began to answer her questions while looking at Sonia in the mirror.
“Anyway, there are only memories of Sonia’s human days here, right? They will soon disappear when she becomes a real mannequin, so I tried one last piercing. How do you feel? Is it okay?”
It’s going to disappear anyway… Dorma, who easily explains the difference between a person and a mannequin…
“Do. Mr. Dorma… Thank you…”
Sonia continues to accept the slightest suggestion magic, which does not even meet the standards for kidnapping and confinement, through the nipple piercing closest to her heart.
There is no need for it when you become a mannequin. Before it disappears, it’s called nipple piercing. Sonia says thank you to Dorma’s reply, saying that she only gave her an experience that she could not have experienced before.
Sonia could only stare at the blue jewels dangling from the ends of the nipple piercings on both of her nipples.
“Ah…”
It’s hard to think thanks to the jewelery embedded in the parts that are so effective that you don’t even have to look at them. Plus, Sonia staring at the blue jewel piercings hanging from the tips of her nipples.
As it becomes more difficult to think, Sonia surrenders herself to the thought that she has begun to simply accept the light emitted by the blue gem in her mind.
(Mannequins are… Obedient… Equipment with no choice…)
“Sonia. Is it okay if I grant an important wish in Sonia’s world?”
With the most important wish in the world. Of course, this is a question that Dorma subtly distorted. A question that has been distorted at some point and is no longer a lie.
(There is nothing more important than being a mannequin…)
Sonia does not respond to Dorma’s request and just stands there
Dorma’s notice that standing still as a mannequin is accepted as an answer.
“Then… There are a few things Sonia needs to do…”
“Yes…”
Because of her large breasts, Sonia couldn’t see the jewels hanging from her nipples, but she answered with her head firmly lowered as if she was trying to catch the faint blue light in her eyes.
“Don’t worry, Sonia. You just need to answer a few questions. Let’s contact them first.”
Dorma quickly sends a reservation text message to the beauty salon run by his friend and looks lovingly at the busty blonde woman with mannequin fetishism who wants to become a real mannequin again.
“Okay, then let me ask you a few questions!”
“I… Answer…”
It’s clear what will happen next. A fake mannequin that is neither scared nor excited, and its reactions are gradually fading away.
Dorma let out a sigh before Sonia’s increasingly hardened mind completely changed, and then quickly began asking questions.
“Just wait a little while, and you won’t have to look at the jewels anymore, so don’t worry, Sonia.
So let me ask you a question… I’m going to stop being a hero and become a mannequin. Do mannequins need a job or a home?”
“No… No… No… Probably…”
(Because the button was pressed… I am not a hero now…)
(Not a person… Mannequin♥)
As Sonia answers, she learns more about her role as a mannequin.
“What about the mannequin… I don’t have a job… I don’t need anything… I don’t even need a house…”
Smiling. Dorma, satisfied with Sonia’s answer, continues to increase her intensity.
“That’s right, Sonia! Ah, maybe someone will come looking for Sonia? It was just 03…03, right? Do you know anyone else? Does anyone live with you?”
Boss Dorma narrowed her eyes and asked Sonia.
There may be many reasons… Of course, a mannequin is only meaningful if there is someone who uses it… Also… I want to take care of it every day… For that reason.
“No… No… I live… Alone… Nothing…”
Dorma sighs and feels relieved at Sonia’s answer.
He quickly made the hand of the blond mannequin with big breasts stick out so that only the thumb was exposed, and with a characteristic sleight of hand gesture, applied red ink as if coating it.
I don’t know what it is, but I grabbed Sonia’s wrist and started pressing her thumb on the document, which had many letters and dense provisions written on it.
Of course, Sonia just stands still when asked not to move. The finger pressed by the fake mannequin, making her instinctively resist something flowing into her chest telling her to give up thinking and accept her perfect position as a mannequin.
A text message reservation for a beauty salon that ended with a single line because we knew each other without a set application form to take Sonia as a reserved customer.
Still, it is an official business office registered with Sky City. Also, the answer that came back was because Sonia, who looks like an android but is human, could fully anticipate what type of treatment the patient registered at Sky City would request.
You can make reservations and procedures here. The owner of the beauty salon asked me to take a photo of the consent form for the procedure and informed me that I could not compromise on this.
So, the red ink was held out before Sonia’s eyes, with only her thumb held out.
Strange words such as a waiver for something, a consent form for human surgery, a consent form for permanent status changes, etc. Were reflected in Sonia’s eyes, but the light disappeared and Sonia, who looked as if she was wearing only blue lenses, continued in the posture with her thumbs out that the employee Dorma had made her. I was standing.
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After a while, when the ink on Sonia’s thumb started to dry, Dorma finally wiped the sweat beads that had formed with a wet tissue, and then Mr. Dorma spoke while wiping Sonia’s thumb as well.
“It’s finally over! Now, shall we get ready for Sonia’s big moment?”
“… My big moment…?”
In response to Sonia’s question, Dorma said, ‘That’s right! The answer was, ‘The moment Sonia turns into a mannequin!’
(Finally… Finally…♥)
It’s a switch that gets pushed so hard that it eventually gets broken and doesn’t pop out again… And the jewelry piercing hanging at the end of the breast closest to the heart is a suggestive magic that doesn’t meet the standard.
Sonia opens the cap of the blue super-strong adhesive and pours it out.
(I am… Soon… Mannequin… Happy…♡)
“Sonia. Then…”
Sonia’s head is turned slightly forward and her hands are held up like a girl who is reading and presenting her book.
Dorma held the printed paper between her fingers so that Sonia could see it clearly.
“Now I will begin the important preparations to become a mannequin. Please read this while watching it. I will film it on video…”
A communication terminal… Dorma prepares to take a picture by holding up a small device called a smartphone these days… A real mannequin with blonde hair looking at the fake mannequin with an unchanging expression, wanting to go beyond the same level as her and become the same. . One body.
“It’s important, Sonia. If you do well this time, next time you don’t have to do anything and just stay, right?”
At the earnest explanation of her Dorma, Sonia looked at her paper between her own fingers.
(This… This…)
A piece of paper sandwiched between her fingers. Either a human or a free android who has succeeded in buying himself back. It was the kind of contract that, if everyone with the rights took a quick look at it, would naturally frown their eyelids even though they didn’t ask for it.
(This… Something like this…♡)
(You’re the best…♥ Dorma… Mr…)
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-Renovation Pledge-
Article 1. Oath
1. I, ‘Mannequin Sonia’, pledge to become a mannequin who gives up all my life and relationships with precious people and prioritizes the role of a mannequin.
2. As ‘Mannequin Sonia’, I voluntarily abandon all rights and qualifications as a human being and pledge to be treated only as a display mannequin and as an owned fixture.
Article 2. Modification
1. I swear that I will not hold any resentment whatsoever no matter what happens to my body and mind due to the modification of the mannequin shoes.
2. ‘Mannequin Sonia’ pledges to accept with all my heart no matter how my body is modified.
3. Since I am nothing more than a fixture and object without will and human rights, I pledge not to express any complaints or emotions.
Article 3. Disposal
1. I pledge not to raise any objections, accepting punishment and permanent disfigurement of my body if I act contrary to the above-mentioned oath.
2. I swear that the above-mentioned treaty cannot be broken by ‘Mannequin Sonia’ herself, and that the owner can do whatever she wants with regard to changes, additions, abolition, or transfer of the treaty.
-Target ‘Mannequin Sonia’ (person)
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It was a day in Sky City, where contracts with such contents were circulated in ordinary form on the Internet.
