Chapter 605 – #2-64 Magical Girl Hypnosis Game (Hypnosis Broadcast – Yura) (Second) (1)
(Cheesecake fan art)
What appeared from the capsule along with pure white smoke was a clone doll that looked exactly like Yura.
Several strands of electrodes are inserted here and there throughout the body of the clone doll seated inside the capsule, and a heavy-looking headgear covering the top of the head and the eyes is covered.
Tiddy Dick… Beep!
Clap! Pushyuk… Geeeeeing…
When Yura manipulated her instrument panel, her headgear and electrodes came off. Underneath, she revealed her bruised eyes that had been covered up until now, sturdy-looking goblin’s horns, and purple bobbed hair like violets.
She really doesn’t move like a doll, but her complexion is good.
Even those who watched the video were so identical that it was difficult to find a difference from the real thing, from the texture to the detailed shape.
And that sentiment was felt more clearly by Yura herself, who saw with her own eyes and touched with her hands, than viewers who simply watched her videos.
It is not a meat doll made by simply patching together the appearance, but a 『Living doll』 Itself created by generously pouring the latest technology of [Mekrak], Which creates a body based on Yura’s genes, and the doctor’s own improvement technology.
It is completely different from the body used by the males of [Mekrak].
It is literally on a different level from the tattered trash that is forced to function in order to survive, that must be replaced or maintained periodically, and that will be discarded within a few years if left alone.
Other than that, there was something small and detailed, and this part was limited to simply memorizing and reciting only the bold and bold elements of the prepared manual.
To be honest, Yura, who is doing this explanation, doesn’t know the details or understands it either.
It seems that the parties know that it is a great invention… Some viewers started plastering the bulletin board.
‘…I really don’t know what you’re talking about.’
‘This is why maniacs.’
…
Anyway, introducing a clone doll that looks just like you makes me feel very strange…
Besides, embarrassing places… I can see it here and there without hiding it… This one is also naked right now…
“Then… I’ll stop here for a rough explanation.”
“There seems to be some people who don’t know yet… So let’s try it out… From now on.”
Yura said so, and among the milk bottles she had been filling with her breasts a while ago, she picked up her surplus breast milk after it was only half full.
“First… I’ll turn on the power.”
He put the contents in his mouth and kissed the mouth of the still motionless clone doll.
From her mouth, pass your own breast milk that is full of magic power through your mouth.
After a while,
Gulp-
And the clone doll, which had been still like an ornament, faintly rang its neck.
* * *
At first glance, there didn’t seem to be much change.
However, one of the viewers noticed that the 〈 engraving 〉 engraved on the doll’s lower abdomen… Had a distinctly different pattern from the original Yura’s, and had a faint light.
It means that the power of the doll that uses magical power has been turned on.
“…Well, wake up. Wake up.”
Yura placed her hand on the clone doll’s shoulder and shook it lightly.
Following the act of waking up from sleep.
Surprisingly… The clone doll blinked a couple of times and slowly got up from its seat.
I dragged it out of the capsule and tried a few commands――raise your hand, kneel, show your butt, make it stand like a dog――.
After confirming that there was no problem, I made her drink the remaining breast milk.
Since this clone doll is powered by magic, Yura’s breast milk, which contains high-purity magic, is a perfect power source.
Yura ordered her clone doll to walk on her own feet and stand in the center of this broadcasting room.
She sets aside the table stained with her own breast milk and observes the clone doll standing calmly.
Also… Really, looking at it again, she looked exactly like herself.
It was really Yura herself, except for the barcode under her eyes, the shape of 〈 engraved 〉 on her lower abdomen, and a small tag attached to one of her horns.
Jinglang! Jinglang!
Along with the support sound, a new request flew in.
“…Measure the size? …Well… That’s right. Yes, got it.”
That should be okay, she thought, and took a tape measure out of the tools piled up next to her and held it in her hand.
I measured the head to toe of the clone doll that imitated her own figure, standing quietly, with a tape measure.
“Umm… So… The height is… Oh…”
Like height, hip circumference, waist and chest circumference.
Then, when I measured my weight, this and that ended within the error range of 1-2. Weight and circumference.
“My chest size is ■■cm… I told you about my size at the beginning of the broadcast… It’s the same… There’s a difference of about 0.3cm in height… Is this a margin of error…”
Being the same as this makes me feel uncomfortable.
What to say
…Should I say that I don’t know which one is real?
For some reason, having a clone that looks exactly like him in front of his eyes, it is said that anxiety for unknown reasons springs up.
It can’t be like that, but maybe what’s in front of my eyes is real… And this side is fake.
I wonder if I just put my personality on the doll I just made… For some reason, I even have such ridiculous anxiety.
‘They said it was a doppelganger.’
‘If you meet someone who looks just like you… You’ll die the next day, there was a ghost story like that…’
Similar to the uncanny valley, I’ve heard that when you see a copy of yourself, you instinctively want to kill the other person…
At least, the clone doll in front of her had a barcode under her eyes, and no matter how she looked at it, it felt like a simple “Made” Doll… So, maybe Yura’s reluctance was a little less.
Jinglang! Jinglang!
“…Thank you for your support. …Touch and feel…? Yes… I felt it when I measured it a little while ago…”
As per the sponsorship message, Yura stroked the cheek of the clone doll that resembled her.
Soft, smooth, warm.
The touch and body temperature are very similar to her own cheek she touched with her other hand.
She literally put her hand down slowly, running her fingers along her skin.
As if to be sucked in, she thoughtlessly massaged her voluptuous breasts, which resembled her own.
“Heavy, high… Resilient…”
“Wow…Wow…”
Knead knead knead touch up
Even though she is a woman, even though she knows that her handjob is only a copy of her own breasts.
Somehow I just can’t keep my hands off of her. There was something demonic pulling her hand.
It feels different from massaging her own breasts. Does it feel so different to knead someone else’s thing?
“It’s… Soft.”
“Something… I feel good… This… Wow… I think I know why people… Like breasts…”
She thought her own breasts were just cumbersome lumps of flesh.
As she experiences it from the perspective of others, such thoughts disappear.
After touching the clone’s breasts for a long time, Yura lowered her hands a little more to check the lower part of the chest, the stomach and navel, between the legs, the thighs, etc… Even the precious parts.
As for the impression, I couldn’t say anything other than the stereotypical words of warm, soft, and the same as the real thing.
Viewers seemed content just to see her at least a naked magical girl, as she fidgeted with herself in front of her smart doll.
Yura, who was moderately reciting her feelings, stopped for a moment as she touched the 〈 stamp 〉 of the clone doll.
She had finally discovered her skill that she had heard of beforehand.
She didn’t know what to do, but when she checked it out like this, she seemed to know without explanation.
“…As I said just now… This is really the same. It really feels… It’s the real thing… It’s really the same as touching my body… If you touch it here, you’ll get excited and your nipples and clitoris get erect… You can see the cracks here… It’s wet and the juice drips down your thighs. It’s flowing, right?”
Yura continued her words as she showed the unsightly side of her projected self one by one.
“But this content… I said the purpose was to kill me… You won’t be satisfied with this much…”
“This insolent… Macho sow… To piss off this insolent magical girl with her big breasts… Yes, it’s definitely not enough… I know…”
“Yeah, come on…”
Simply playing with or destroying a doll that resembles her as much as she wants, that wouldn’t be enough to satisfy her patron who named Yura.
That’s why it couldn’t just end like this.
Another gimmick prepared by the doctor, just now, Yura manipulated the clone’s 〈 imprint 〉 and activated it.
With her own hand, she flips a switch that will send herself down the abyss.
“If you look at it, this clone doll isn’t just made to look like me…”
“With me――『Share the senses』… It comes with a function.”
And just now, I activated that feature.
Yura groaned at the sensation of a chill that came over him at once.
–Under…?!
Strange feeling. A feeling of sudden expansion of the senses.
Yura flinched and trembled at the terrifying feeling that she would cease to be herself, beyond her brain’s tolerance.
“…! Heh… Heh… Heh heh…!”
She groaned as she hugged her already sensitive body, her body temperature rising. From her thighs as they rubbed each other, love juice dripped down, as if showing her nervousness.
Body expands The senses are expanded.
Sensitivity seems to increase more than twice as much, and the body temperature feels unbearably hot.
The pussy that seems to have been stretched into two is stuffy. Feel empty. Even the emptiness is doubled.
There is an itchy place on the body, but when I can’t figure out where it is itchy… Something similar to that stuffiness came to this body.
“Ha…Ah… Haa… Uh… Haa… Ha… Ugh…!!”
She was clearly feeling the emptiness and nervousness of Yura.
But until now, she must have been the kind that would somehow be relieved by comforting herself.
Up until now, it would have been just a sense of lust, the kind of thing she would somehow be able to do if she gave this body to a male.
Realize. Come to realize
――No matter how much I consoled this body, it was definitely something that could not be resolved.
――No matter how much I roll this body, only half of my senses can be filled.
‘This, this clone… Has no expression… And looks calm…!!’
The flames of anxiety and desire attacking my whole body, twice or three times more than I had ever felt.
Realizing that the cause was a clone doll standing blankly in front of her eyes, Yura glared at the doll with her resentful eyes.
Compared to Yura, who crouched halfway up hugging her own body, the clone doll just stood with her back straight.
Erect nipples and clitoris too.
Cheeks and skin flushed like peaches.
Disorganized breathing and body odor…
As shown in the details, and as Yura guessed.
As the doctor intended, this clone was always kept in a hypersensitive heat state.
