Chapter 616 – E020 BAD ENDING 012 Barney Combatant Sonia 1 Sold
At the suggestion of Lasix, a scientist from a brainwashing villain organization, she agreed to undergo brainwashing combatant experience. This is the story of another executive who came in while he was away for a while and was found and taken away!
This is a bad ending that occurs when Sonia chooses to temporarily faint Lasix, who is suffering from carsickness.
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-In the end, it’s for Manager Lasix, right? I don’t hesitate. Sleep for about an hour!
-〉BAD ENDING 010 Sold Barney Combatant Sonia
“You can’t help it if you want, right? Then let’s go!”
“Yes. Yes ugh-“
Brainwashed Combatant No. 5094’s black-purple latex bodysuit and hand blades covered with smooth material struck the nape of the neck of the elf girl who loved the taste of nature, and she fainted.
A laboratory neatly painted with a white metal theme… It’s smaller and more office-like, so it’s a place with a name like Research Office.
Brainwashing Combatant No. 5094 of Chaos, the organization that put Lasix in a comfortable position as if he was lying down on a chair, left the room where Lasix was and looked around the hallway.
Sonia right before looking around the hallway. The name of the room across from combatant #5094.
“Combatant storage room…?”
Combatant No. 5094 looking through the coated glass window, which has a structure that allows you to see the inside from the outside, but cannot see the outside from the inside.
The floor, which was large enough for one person to stand, was slightly dented, like a car’s beverage cupholder, and there were about 20 regular holes.
Like, just stand there! The scaffolding that looks like it and the name of the room, combatant storage room.
A brainwashed victim who has not yet been assigned a role but has completed her declaration as a loyal fixture of Organization Chaos… A place where brainwashed combatants are given their sole purpose for existence.
A regular combatant of the organization Chaos, who has not yet been assigned a role, and is right in front of that place. Of course, the combatant who had completed the declaration for Organization Chaos but was not given a purpose placed his black and purple latex hand on the door handle to be given a new purpose.
‘I am a brainwashed combatant of the loyal organization Chaos. Combatant #5094. In order to be given a purpose, it is right to wait here. Lasix will find you on his own.’
Purpose… Of course, there was a purpose for Lasix to be observed as an unusual experimental observation subject, but in the end, it was closer to a contract with Sonia with 100% content, and being observed without doing anything was far from the purpose or purpose of a brainwashed combatant. It was quite far.
‘The role of a brainwashing combatant is to serve the organization. Of course, combatant number 5094 must wait here.’
Sigh. When the door is opened and Combatant 5094 enters, the sound of the door closing and locking again on its own. Sonia heard the sound of a lock being locked behind her, but she didn’t even pay attention… Combatant No. 5094 was in the hollow floor of the combatant storage room with nothing on it.
Combatant No. 5094, entirely painted in a white metal theme, but standing on a black floor like a colored section of graph paper.
When combatant No. 5094, who had completed production and was registered on the official management list after declaring loyalty to the organization, stood up, the floor lowered slightly under its weight and clicked. A sound rang out, and the ‘Stress Management Program for Combatants Waiting for Purpose Assignment’ began running on the black tile where Combatant No. 5094 was standing.
“Ah… Ah… Ah…♡ Combatant No. 5094’s combat uniform has been removed…”
Fasssss his… When the pulse sparks, which are subtle and rare to the human body and are not harmful to the human body, begin to vibrate, the black-purple bodysuit exclusively for Combatant No. 5094, made of black-purple latex slime that appears and disappears in the sparks, melts to the floor. It has begun.
The purple-black mucus began to turn black, then melted and flowed out of Sonia’s body.
And even though there is nothing in this place, Combatant No. 5094 reports loudly while holding one hand high above his head.
It was strange, but it was a ‘natural action’ for Brainwashed Combatant No. 5094’s built-in protocols, policies, and self-consciousness, so Combatant No. 5094 did not even look at the black-purple latex slime flowing down.
“Combatant No. 5094, report!”
“Removal of Combatant 5094’s built-in combat uniform has been completed!”
Shhh… Combatant No. 5094 stands alone on a black tile in the ‘combatant storage room’ as the combat uniform spilled on the floor disappears into a small hole that sends foreign substances straight into the sewer.
‘Ahh… It… Feels good…♡’
Feeling continuous erogenous pulses applied as an anti-stress measure to brainwashed combatants on standby. Just a golden ring that secures the nipples and clitoris, a visor that covers the eyes, and a mechanical external command receiver mounted on the right ear.
Now, a light static-like sensual pulse began to slowly spread through Combatant No. 5094’s body. Just 1 hour. Or, sooner than that, Lasix wakes up and finds himself. It’s a natural thing that only ends if you find Combatant No. 5094.
‘…♡’
Sigh. The door opens and someone stands in front of the brainwashed combatant, in front of Combatant No. 5094. Even if that person’s hair color is not the turquoise color of mint chocolate or the color of Mother Nature, it is a big problem for Brainwashed Combatant No. 5094, a loyal fixture of the organization Chaos. There was none.
‘Of course, that combatant number 5094 is currently under Lasix’s care!’
The sentence ‘Administrator Lasix’ engraved on the profile in the mind of combatant number 5094, a mixture of Sky City’s hero and brainwashed combatant
“Huh? There are still combatants left… Hehe…”
‘… Ah… Pulse… Reward…♡’
An ordinary brainwashed combatant of Organization Chaos. Black long gloves and high knee socks. A brainwashed combatant wearing a black bodysuit that resembles an academy school-type swimsuit. A scientist stood in front of Sonia, holding the leash around the neck of the brainwashed combatant, whose arms and legs were bound, and his mouth was tied with a strange red ball gag, leaving him with his butt sticking out. I stood in front of combatant number 5094.
A scientist with black hair, clearly different from Lasix’s turquoise color.
“There was this stuff left… It doesn’t look like the little lady has come yet, so it won’t be a problem to take it.”
This scientist was one of the scientists of Organization Chaos, and of course he was of a lower rank than Lasix, but compared to the brainwashed combatant, there was obviously no difference, nor was it worth comparing.
“You there. Report.”
One brainwashed combatant, visible to the scientist, waiting for command imprinting.
Looking closely at the large breasts, which seem to be virtually impossible to create using natural methods, there are only nipples and no colored areolas.
Are they clones or randomly created combatants? It doesn’t matter. It’s not something I would write about anyway… Brainwashed Combatant No. 5094 responds to the scientist’s orders
“Four! Here’s a report! Organization Chaos’s loyal brainwashing combatant No. 5094! It was just manufactured yesterday and has been registered in the management system! The manufacturing time is within 12 hours and the original body name is blank! … Ah,,, Hot… My heart… It…♡”
“Original body name blank? So is it a clone? When I saw these cute breasts, I thought of course they couldn’t be human.”
Kuuk. The scientist who grabbed Combatant 5094’s big breasts pulled his chest and tried to drag one of the combatants out of the combatant storage room, but for some reason, Combatant 5094 did not budge.
“Why aren’t you following me?”
Brainwashed combatant No. 5094 responds to a slightly nervous grumbling.
“Yes! Currently, Organization Chaos’ loyal brainwashing combatant number 5094 is awaiting instructions from Administrator Lasix!”
“What? You said you wanted this high-quality product first? It’s not fair…! Ey!”
Combatant No. 5094 has no reason or right to refuse the help of other scientists, even though he is under the care of Administrator Lasix. Combatant No. 5094 unconsciously moved his thighs slightly as the palms of his hands clung to his buttocks, as he was wearing nothing, except for the nipple rings of course.
‘Ah… Hot… Why is it so sensitive… Ah… That’s right…♡’
Brainwashed Combatant No. 5094’s appearance instantly turned red even though I only touched his thighs and buttocks with my hands. It was easy to tell that anyone who saw that red face and body was in heat.
“Haaa… Ah… Haaa…♡”
Combatant No. 5094’s knees move as if they are itching and gradually spread their legs, as if they cannot withstand the erogenous pulse generated by the standby platform on which the combatants are stepping.
“Hehe… Hee…♡”
Combatant No. 5094 finally started rubbing his legs back and forth, perhaps because he couldn’t hold on any longer, or because he didn’t even care, even though a scientist other than Administrator Lasix was staring at him right in front of him.
As they began to gradually rub their thighs together and the flowing love juice dripped onto the tips of their feet, the researcher scientist who was watching Combatant No. 5094’s masturbation asked a question.
“Report current sensitivity. Combatant 5094”
“Four. Reporting! The current physical sensitivity multiplier for combatant 5094 is 10 times. The setter is Administrator Lasix…♡”
