BAD ENDING 002: OL Drone Sonia — Final Epilogue
“See you later, Luce! Oh, right—there’s a new café that opened where they were doing construction before. We should go together sometime if you’re free~”
Bounce… bounce…
With every cheerful word of farewell, Sonia’s chest swayed heavily. It was no ordinary motion. Gone was the soft, natural give of flesh yielding to gravity the way it once had. Instead her breasts held a defiant, almost artificial fullness, as if invisible hands were cupping them from beneath and forcing them into a proud, rounded shape.
That was why the already enormous swell of her chest looked even more overwhelming than usual. The tight office-lady outfit clinging to her body only sharpened the illusion. Or so Luce vaguely thought.
“Ah… okay, Sonya…”
Let us return to the present. After the knight from the Lily Knights had been hauled away like luggage by the Sky City Tax Collection Team, Luce still sat at the dining table in Sonia’s living room, looking thoroughly dazed. The wrecked tabletop and the drink cans scattered across the floor told the story of the chaos that had just ended.
Sonia waved to her gently and stepped out the front door—dressed in an outfit that could only be described as pure “office lady.” A white dress shirt barely contained her bursting E-cup breasts; over it hung a black jacket whose front she had already given up trying to close. The buttons of the blouse strained to their absolute limit, the gaps between them offering teasing glimpses of pale skin and the black lace of her bra.
Sonia’s chest had always been abnormally large, yet today it seemed even bigger—and that was no mere trick of the light. At least a full cup size larger, Luce guessed. For a moment she considered asking if something had happened, but she quickly shook her head and let the thought go. All she could do was silently hope her friend would settle in well at the new company she had somehow landed a job with. She didn’t want to get in the way of Sonia’s fresh start. Luce herself left the messy apartment soon after, heading to the Sky City Adventurers’ Association to find a replacement for the knight’s empty party slot.
Clack… clack…
As the morning heat began to shimmer above the asphalt, Sonia cut straight through the bustling heart of Sky City. She had recently taken a position as an OL—an office lady—at the small venture company run by Doctor Yuri, handling paperwork and miscellaneous chores. Heroes had no moonlighting ban. She was simply an ordinary woman working two jobs.
“The work is just sorting documents and checking files, but… they still… still deposit the money… deposit it… regularly…? Well… it’s still a decent… decent… job… right…? Uh… uhh… uh?”
…Mmmmm…
Something was wrong. The fog that had been blanketing Sonia’s mind began to thin the moment it collided with the one part of her personality that had always been razor-sharp about money. Like heavy mist scattering before a sudden wind, clear consciousness rose to the surface. And with it came the awareness of a blank—specifically, the stark realization that she remembered nothing at all.
…Bzzzz… whiiirrr…
Sonia, who insisted on using only the Sky City National Bank, pulled out her terminal and opened the banking app. The account history showed only the trickle of fees from the facility safety inspections she had been doing less often because of “company work.” There was no large deposit that could possibly be a month’s salary.
“Uh… uhh…? I definitely got a job at the company… and I worked for a whole month… a whole month… Could this be… a black company that doesn’t pay interns…? That’s illegal… right…? Or… is it legal…?”
Right then—
Ring-ring…! Ring-ring-ring…!
The plain default ringtone blared from the pocket of her neatly dressed form. The caller ID read “Boss Yuri.”
“Yes, hello?”
Sonia answered out of habit and pressed the terminal to her ear. Suddenly everything felt wrong. The clothes that had been perfectly fine a moment ago now felt constricting—especially around her chest, which was almost suffocating. Something hard was pressing against her nipples beneath the dress shirt, a clear foreign sensation.
No voice came from the other end. Only the faint hiss of static tickled her eardrum, as if someone were holding their breath and watching her reaction.
“Hello…? Excuse me…?”
DRONE SONIA MODE ACTIVE.
A cold shiver raced down Sonia’s spine, like ice water pouring along her spinal cord. The voice was unmistakably Doctor Yuri’s, yet stripped of every trace of her usual bluntness—flat, mechanical, emptied of emotion.
(Drone… Sonia… Mode… Active…? What on earth does that mean…)
DRONE SONIA MODE ACTIVE.
Confusion. “Sonia” was definitely her own name. The word “drone” felt alien, like someone else’s story. No matter how hard she rifled through the drawers of her memory, nothing connected to that term. Her brain rejected the concept and threw up error signals.
DRONE SONIA MODE ACTIVE.
The third repetition was no longer mere sound. It was an absolute command code buried deep inside Sonia’s consciousness.
“Ah…”
Fragments of truth that had been hidden behind the thin fog began forcibly snapping back into place.
(Ah… aha! I almost forgot… I… I, Sonia, am…)
The memories she had forgotten—no, the memories she had been programmed to forget—rose to the surface. The cold living-room floor. Tiny hands exploring her body. The countless commands whispered into her ear…
(I, Sonia, am “Lewd Drone Sonia.” A tool for Master… Master’s exclusive lewd drone… Honestly… how could I almost forget something so important? I mustn’t show Master the face of an incompetent drone…)
> Lewd Drone Sonia, grip the communication terminal tightly so you do not drop it.
Master’s voice! Instant obedience was the entire reason for Lewd Drone Sonia’s existence.
Her fingers clenched; the plastic terminal creaked as if it might shatter.
“…Yes, Master. Lewd—”
> Of course, Lewd Drone Sonia is currently “acting” as Sky City’s hero Sonia… so you already understand, don’t you? From now on, address me as Boss Yuri. Sonia. …Command.
“…Yes, Boss Yuri. Please tell Sonia everything.”
> First, press the speaker of the terminal precisely against your ear, Lewd Drone Sonia. And concentrate… you know how, right?
(Lewd Drone Sonia presses the speaker to her ear…)
Doctor Yuri’s voice—the trigger word that awakened Drone Sonia—functioned perfectly.
Sonia jammed the terminal’s speaker against her ear canal as hard as she could, determined not to miss a single syllable of Master’s voice.
(Lewd Drone Sonia concentrates on the sound she hears…♡ Concentrate… concentrate… concentrate on Master’s commands… Obedience to Master’s commands is… common sense for a drone…♡)
The lively golden light drained from her eyes, replaced by a vacant, hazy yellow. The pupils that had been trembling with confusion locked onto a single point. She closed her eyes once and opened them again—and the hero Sonia was gone. Only the perfectly calibrated “Lewd Drone Sonia” remained.
(I am Lewd Drone Sonia. Yuri’s Lewd Drone Sonia. Nothing more than Master’s tool… Ah… ah… ah…♡)
—Bzzzz… whiiirrr…
The instant her mind switched over, the device hidden beneath her dress shirt whirred to life with a faint vibration. The inverted-nipple corrector that had done the most work turning Sonia into a lewd drone a month ago. What she wore now was no simple wire model; it was a mid-to-high-end unit with full remote-control capability.
The device clamped onto her nipples and pulled them relentlessly forward, forcing them into stiff, erect peaks. Hard plastic pincers crushed the sensitive tips, sending jolts of sensation racing up her nerves straight into her brain. This mechanical stimulation went far beyond mere pleasure—it was a physical shackle that locked Sonia’s mind completely into drone mode.
(Uh… uhh… my nipples… my nipples are being pulled… When Lewd Drone Sonia’s nipples are pulled like this… she becomes a drone who can’t… think… of anything… at all…)
With nothing more than the crude pulling function of a cheap masturbation toy, Sky City’s D-class hero lost her self and collapsed into a perfectly helpless lewd drone. The optimal state for carrying out Master’s orders. From the terminal pressed tight against her ear, Doctor Yuri’s voice continued.
> Status report, Lewd Drone Sonia. Programming mode. Correct?
“Yes, Boss Yuri. Please speak.”
(When my nipples are pulled… I become a programmable drone… That’s exactly what I am… Lewd Drone Sonia…♡)
> I don’t really want to keep doing this either, but Sonia is just too competent, so I keep “using” her. Sorry.
> This is… I can’t manage it right now, but I’ll properly repay you later…!
(U… using…♡ Master using me… Just being used by Master is happiness for Drone Sonia… infinite glory…♡)
> That’s enough excuses… Command, Drone Sonia. I’m going to loop the presentation materials and content from now on, so memorize every last bit of it on your way here so you can deliver it perfectly. Don’t forget to be careful coming in. Ready to start?
“Yes, Boss Yuri. Heading carefully to the company now.”
Clack… clack…
Sonia’s gait changed. All human sway vanished; she advanced down the sidewalk with the precise, measured stride of a machine. Passersby saw only a beautiful woman with a spectacular figure walking confidently. None of them could guess what was happening inside her.
The office-lady outfit she wore was no longer a disguise. It was the perfect uniform for the role of a confident, large-breasted beauty of a secretary. Doctor Yuri had calculated everything. If Sonia had walked around in a dedicated drone bodysuit, someone captivated by that lewd body might have kidnapped and reprogrammed her. The identity of “Sky City’s hero” and the neat OL clothes formed flawless camouflage. No one would ever imagine that Sonia was a drone who could be remotely controlled simply by tugging on her nipples.
To Doctor Yuri, Sonia was no longer an object of guilt. She was the company’s finest talent and its most valuable “asset.” She could explain complex technology in terms outsiders understood, and her looks and status added both credibility and allure to every presentation. A perfect live presentation impossible for any AI or android—possible only because she was a living human. In building Doctor Yuri’s empire, Lewd Drone Sonia was an irreplaceable stroke of luck.
One week remained until Sky City’s D-class hero formally retired.
