BAD ENDING 003: D-Class Lewd Partner Drone Sonia 7
"Haaaah... This is it... Right here... Master Luce's taste...♡ You know what turned Sonyaroid into this, don't you? It was you — Master Luce, the perverted cow-titted inverted-nipple slut... You know that, right...?"
Sonyaroid broke the kiss, gasping for breath as she whispered the words. She deliberately set her breasts swaying once more, and the motion sent Luce's inverted-nipple udders rocking helplessly in response.
With every jolt, a strange spark crackled through the connection at the center of their chests, and Luce's hips convulsed in sharp, crackling spasms. Her vision spun in dizzying circles.
"Master gave the order, so I can't take a single step — you'll have to lead the way! Is this it...? Is this the place, Master Luce? Is this where the stupid cow-tits who doesn't know a thing sits around just deliciously sucking on my nipples? Come on... Come ooon...♡"
"Don't... bully meee...♡ ...Stop it... Sonya...roid... Nngh... Yah... Haaah... Hnnn..."
She couldn't move, but Sonyaroid's hands still found her — squeezing and berating the small breasts that were clamped so tightly around Sonyaroid's lewd switches through those inverted nipples.
At the same time, Sonyaroid's other fingers slid down over Luce's panties and discovered the secret "controller" hidden there.
As if Luce's lewd clitoris had a remote that Sonyaroid herself lacked, those fingers began rolling it gently up and down, left and right.
It was a strange, humiliating sensation Luce had never felt before. Stimulating the connector fitted into her inverted nipples and the switch down below at the same time — as though she were piloting her own Master — Sonyaroid forced Luce to stumble backward.
From the living room into the bedroom where Sonia's computer sat, the lewd cow-titted adventurer Luce was driven relentlessly all the way to the bed, every step goaded by the slick, pressing fingers of Sonyaroid's glossy bodysuit.
Luce's brain screamed between her pride as "Master" and her instincts as a "cow," but her body answered the pleasure with merciless honesty.
"Ah... Haaah... Ahaha... Ahat...♡ This is it... Master Luce... This exact feeling... This is what Sonyaroid is...♡ Eheh... Ihih... Ah... Ah... Aaaah... Haaaaah...♥"
With every press, Master Luce let out a sweeter little sound and took another step back — until Sonyaroid had her perfectly cornered in front of Sonia's bed.
Sonyaroid wore the vacant, broken smile of a robot mid-error, staring only at Master Luce with unblinking intensity.
Slurp... She licked her latex glove — now even glossier from pressing Luce's lewd switch over and over — as if it were sweet sugar water. Then, treating them like a precious treasure, she seized Luce's lewd inverted-nipple cow tits in a firm grip.
"Auuuugh... Nngh...! Haaaaah... Hnn... Sonyaaa..."
"That look of yours is adorable too, Master Luce. I like it... Let me make you feel even better... You scrambled Sonyaroid's head into such a mess... Churp...♡ And the reason Master looks this sweet now... is all because of you, isn't it?"
"Th-that's... I... I told you to... Sonyaaa... Hnnh?!"
With her rough latex gloves, Sonyaroid squeezed the inverted-nipple udders of the lewd cow with the teal hair — then yanked on her own chest, the one Luce was still deliciously suckling, its aroused nipples sealed under the glossy white coating of the bodysuit.
"Mmm... Do tentacle monsters bite down on nipples like this too? Then if a tentacle or a slime... if a slime latched onto your chest... would you start thinking of that slime as your Master...? I'm curious, Master. Well... since you rewrote the way Sonyaroid activates, it doesn't really matter anymore!"
"Hek?! Heeek...?! Hek...! Hek?! Hnguuuh...♥"
The bold leader who once headed a D-class adventurer party was already gone. All that remained was the "lewd inverted-nipple cow-tits Luce" Sonyaroid kept talking about — drooling over her own chest and letting out meaningless, drawn-out "beeeeh..." sounds.
"P-pull them... Heh... Heeet... Sonyaaa... I-if you pull them now... I... I... nyaaah...♡"
Sonia's Association-issue bodysuit was every bit as slick as Luce's now-slippery breasts. The glossy white gloves sealed tight against her skin; one hand shoved between the areolae while the other hauled the lewd cow's udders backward.
"Please get off Sonyaroid's erect nipples now, Master Lewd Cow-Tits Luce."
Slap!
The moment she yanked on Lewd Cow-Tits Luce's breasts, the inverted nipples that had been so deliciously clamped around Sonyaroid's chest only bit down harder, sulking as if they refused to let go.
The stretched skin snapped elastically back into place with a wet sound. At last, with a glossy, silky, smacking noise, the latex bodysuit clinging to the aroused cow tits pulled free of Sonyaroid's fully configured lewd switches.
With a thick, hot sound, the latex-coated nipples slid cleanly out of the inverted ones — slick with heat and wetness.
Yanked free from Luce's inverted nipples, Sonyaroid's arousal switches had been pulled even harder, so of course they stood even lewder and firmer than before.
Luce stole little glances at the extracted nipples, then finally couldn't bear the shame and lowered her head a fraction.
Her gaze dropped — only to find the payment barcode hologram etched across Sonyaroid's lower belly glowing a cool blue, which made the feeling even stranger.
Ah... On her lower belly... something like that... If I had one too... Ugh... What am I even thinking, Luce...
Luce had been fascinated the first time she saw the glossy Association-issue latex bodysuit. At first it had only been curiosity about this world's unique armor — but after tasting Sonyaroid, her thoughts seemed to have shifted a little.
Matching outfits with Sonia... I promised I'd get her one... Should I still...? I-it's not for any other reason — it's armor! High-performance armor!
No one challenged the thoughts in her head, but the adventurer Luce made excuses to herself anyway. It wasn't a lie: when she'd struck hard and the suit had hardened in an instant, it really was armor. Slightly lewd armor, sure, but still...
The size too... My bust is about the same as Sonya's...
She was a bit shorter than Sky City's E-cup hero, but Sonia had said every suit was custom-fitted, so there was nothing to worry about.
She remembered the girls near the dungeon wearing bodysuits of a similar design to Sonia's.
White and black, two kinds, Sonia had said — and their navels had been left bare too. Barcodes as well. Maybe they belonged to MegaCorp, the new hero association Sonia had registered with.
S-Sonya and... me, in outfits like that... Sonyaaa... Ha... She said there were white ones and black ones...
Even as Sonyaroid babbled something beside her, Luce's head was already full of fantasies like [Black... Nooo... The same white as Sonya... But it gets dirty so easily, so black... Uuugh...]
"Getting shy now, of all times? When you're like this... Nngh...♡ Look for yourself, Master...♡ Master's inverted nipples... they're gone now... Instead... look at these..."
What pulled Luce out of her private daydream was Sonyaroid's voice.
More than the voice, it was the sensation of Sonyaroid's white fingers pressing firmly into her chest that snapped her back to reality.
"S-Sonyaah? Ah... D-don't... squeeze... Don't bully my breasts... Sonyaaa..."
"Don't worry, Master! Actually... if they'd stayed hidden, I was going to use these to pull them out for you..."
Glossy... Sonyaroid held out her latex fingers, thickly coated in Luce's taste and love juices, and rubbed them together obscenely.
"If your inverted nipples had stayed inverted... I would have stuck these right in and pulled them out myself!"
S-stayed...? Stayed... they didn't stay...? Then what is she even saying...
Luce's thought circuits had stretched far too thin. In their place, the only reality left was the cute little sounds that burst out every time Sonyaroid kneaded her plush, doughy breasts.
"Don't just stand there looking vacant and out of it like Sonya — look here, Master Luce!"
"Here... you say... Oooh... Ah... Aaaah... My... my nipples...♡"
Sonyaroid gently lifted Luce's breasts so she could see the inverted nipples she normally couldn't.
The place she'd been kneading like soft flour dough. The tips had been gone — truly inverted — but now, like water slowly filling a paper cup, Luce's switches began to rise.
The moment Sonyaroid's lewd switches, which had been pinning down Luce's aroused nipples and keeping them from emerging, were pulled free, the suppressed desire was liberated. Slowly, steadily, Luce's inverted nipples finally revealed themselves.