Collapse Iron: I'm a Succubus in the Universe

She dared not force her way onto the space station, so she turned to contact the other small black towers on the space station, namely number 108.

When Qiong arrived, Heita was also communicating with Number 108, while indicating to the latter that she should just do what she was doing and not pay attention to her.

Then number 108 just blankly did as instructed...

Although she didn't know why Lady Black Tower wanted her to do this, she was sure she had her reasons, especially since Qiong looked like she was in a lot of pain.

Number 108 felt it was necessary to help the other party, especially since it had authorization from Lady Black Tower herself, so there was even less to worry about.

"Little 108, you're still the same as before~"

"A bit dull"

Qiong didn't say the second half of her words, but instead reached out and touched the little black tower's round and soft face in front of her. The little black tower was sticking out its tongue at the moment, and it couldn't help but tilt its head when it heard this.

"Um? "

"It's okay, keep eating, just remember to watch your teeth."

"Mmm!"

Number 108 nodded and continued to focus on helping Qiong solve her problems. Because she was a doll, she didn't feel nauseous; her mouth and throat were specially prepared.

Therefore, it doesn't matter if you eat it all at once. Her pink lips, number 108, even kissed the hairy part directly. Every time this happens, she feels her cheeks being pricked.

On the other hand, Qiong felt very strange because No. 108 was very soft and careful. In addition, due to his strong physique, even if he bent slightly, he would not break.

On the contrary, this ability to consume an entire thing for an extended period of time can currently only be experienced by the Little Black Towers and Cocolia.

However, while No. 108 was concentrating on savoring the moment, on the other side, our Black Tower lady was covering her fair neck, looking somewhat uncomfortable.

"Ugh...cough cough cough! W-why is it that even though I didn't control it remotely, it still feels like it's being transmitted?"

Her expression was somewhat uncomfortable, as if her throat was about to be pierced. Unlike the little black towers, she couldn't naturally withstand this level of interaction.

"No, no, I have to disconnect right away... Ugh!"

However, before Black Tower could take any action, the renewed stimulation left her mind blank, with constant impacts coming from afar.

Meanwhile, Number 108 was working hard to help Qiong solve her problem, and the latter's hands were currently gripping her hair.

Each pull brought tremendous force, but fortunately, the little black tower was very durable, so even so, No. 108 did not experience any discomfort.

After all, Sora is very considerate in this regard. She can't just make herself feel comfortable. Of course, she also needs to use her power reasonably so that the other person can also feel happy.

Therefore, inside the soft, warm mouth of No. 108, each time it was squeezed and deformed, in addition to the impact, there was a unique sensation.

This feeling naturally reached Black Tower herself, which is why she hesitated to disconnect. Instead, she brought her long legs together again, gently rubbing them with the black stockings she had just put on.

Meanwhile, the sluice gate slowly and uncontrollably opened, releasing little by little drinking water, and I endured this somewhat suffocating pleasure.

After No. 108 swallowed it whole again, this time Qiong did not rush to make her spit it out. Instead, she waited for the right moment and opened the floodgates again.

However, unlike Black Tower, who was trying to hold back, Qiong opened the floodgates much more forcefully, so much so that Black Tower didn't drink anything.

However, due to the sensation, I kept gagging and coughing, and it took me a long time to recover. But my mouth felt like it was filled with a sweet taste, and my throat felt sticky.

This was certainly not her feeling, but rather what was being transmitted from Number 108, but fortunately, it wasn't to the extent that it would affect her rationality.

Taking this opportunity, Ms. Black Tower successfully disconnected. However, after looking at the current situation, she realized she would probably need to change into a dry pair of stockings, underwear, and sheets.

"Ok?"

"Little 108, why did you stop? What happened?"

"nothing."

When asked by Qiong, No. 108 shook her head blankly. She did not mention that Lady Black Tower had come and left, because in her opinion, it was a very normal thing.

Therefore, there is no need to mention it specifically. And since Lady Black Tower has not given any orders, No. 108 feels that it is more important to obey the orders of the current Sora first.

After all, the other party has the authority granted by Number 83.

Chapter 122 The Little Black Tower Stacking Game

Number 108 ate everything that Qiong had given her. Although she was a doll, after special modifications, the bodies of the little black towers could also convert what they ate into energy to supply themselves.

Then, number 108 stood up, turned around very consciously, and reached out to pull up her skirt from behind.

This action pleased Qiong greatly, giving him a strange sense of conquest. He easily picked up the little black tower number 108.

The latter also cooperated by starting the program ahead of time, so the cups on the doll did not need to be specially moistened, and the process of using it by Qiong was very smooth.

"Hmm? Is this the new product that No. 83 was talking about? It does look a bit different."

In addition to feeling the usual softness and moisture, Qiong also felt a slight vibration, like a massage, no longer just a simple pressing.

Even just leaning the No. 108 Black Tower against your body, without moving around, will provide a very comfortable experience.

"This will be...more comfortable, Qiong...do you need...to lie down?"

Number 108 took the initiative to speak, while increasing the power, maintaining the soft and moist squeezing massage at the most comfortable level, but Qiong still refused her kindness.

He prefers to take the initiative, and besides, he's in a hurry right now, so he'll save the things he wants to enjoy for another time.

Seeing this, No. 108 didn't say anything more, but simply wrapped her arms around the back of her legs so that it would be easier for Qiong to hold her in mid-air.

But her expression remained blank, with no further emotional changes except for a slight flush on her cheeks, which naturally displeased Qiong.

I took advantage of this moment to increase the sensitivity of my senses several times over, and the effect was amazing.

The little black tower, number 108, who had been standing there blankly, was first slightly stunned, and then suddenly the expression on his face broke down, and his little tongue couldn't help but stick out.

"Hoo...uh...! Oh oh ho ho~ Eee oh oh oh ho ho, oh ho ho ho, oh oh oh~~~~~ Hmm, oh oh ho ho~"

Because the sound was so loud, it could be heard even outside his bedroom. Just then, Little Black Tower No. 216 happened to pass by.

"Strange? That voice is... Number 108? What's wrong with her? Could it be that guy is back?!"

The image of Sora immediately flashed into Number 216's mind, followed by the image of her imposing figure, whose wrist was as large as his own...

"Ugh...no, no, this guy is so annoying, I shouldn't think about him anymore, I should just do my own thing. But..."

Number 216 stared in the direction of the rare artifact storage room, his feet lingering in place. He lightly tapped his left foot twice, the delicate little shoes making a crisp sound as they gently collided with the floor.

Her expression turned strange, as if she was recalling some unpleasant feeling, and she eventually walked towards the direction from which the sound came.

"I'm only concerned about number 108. What if something happens to him and someone else sees him?"

Number 216 convinced himself of this and then walked into the Curiosity Room. As the door opened, Sora inside didn't seem worried.

Because not just anyone has the authority to come here, he wasn't surprised to see that it was number 216, and even held number 108 and faced the other party.

Seeing number 108 in this state, number 216, Little Black Tower, instinctively brought her legs together because the extent to which they were spread open was simply too exaggerated.

Previously, as the passive party, No. 216 had never personally witnessed the scene of the doll being used by Sora. Now that she saw it, she couldn't help but swallow hard.

"You, you all need to keep your voices down, people outside will hear you like this..."

The little black tower number 216 tried its best to look away, but its gaze couldn't help but drift in that direction. Qiong noticed this and smiled gently.

"Little 216, you've come at the right time. Could you help me hold Little 108?"

"W-What?! Are you serious at a time like this? Weren't you so amazing before? How come you can't even hold a Black Tower doll now? Or is this just your weird hobby? Seriously, isn't that a bit too perverted?"

Upon hearing Sora's request, No. 216's cheeks flushed red, and she blurted out a long string of words that she thought were quite awful.

"Hey, I'm going to get a little angry if you say that. If you're not going to help, you'd better get out of here now."

"Um! I... I didn't say I wouldn't help..."

Sensing Sora's gaze, No. 216 lowered her head slightly, took small steps, and quickly came to him, reaching out her hands to take No. 108's hand.

"Hmm? Black Tower Woman... Oh oh oh oh oh~ Eee oh oh oh oh oh oh...!"

Number 216 seemed to want to say something, but just as she touched him, an accident occurred, and the familiar feeling of electricity coursing through her body reappeared.

Number 216 suddenly felt her body was out of control; her delicate legs went limp, and she stepped into the puddles on the ground, falling straight backward.

At this moment, Qiong quickly supported the two small black towers in front of her, gently put them down, and looked at No. 216's skirt, which was also wet, and the small white bowl with a purple bow.

She kindly reached out to help her take off her wet clothes, and No. 216 cooperated very well because her legs were weak and she couldn't control them at all.

After stacking the two small black towers in a very neat way, Qiong looked at the double-layer sandwich burger in front of her with satisfaction. Now it was time to taste it.

Meanwhile, on the other side, our Lady Black Tower finally recovered once again, but she still couldn't help feeling indignant because of what had just happened.

"Are these two trying to rebel? What kind of virus did that kid plant in them?! No, I need to check again..."

Just to be on the safe side, she simply lay down in the bathtub this time. No, wouldn't that mean she was already foreseeing something bad happening?

However, the Great Black Tower was too lazy to think about these things at this point. She was more interested in knowing how Qiong was able to transmit her feelings after she severed and reconnected her senses.

This ability is truly intriguing, however, when Lady Black Tower reconnects to another small Black Tower on the space station, namely number 216.

As soon as she regained consciousness, she felt a strange stimulation. A lot of water splashed up in the bathtub, and her pair of smooth and tender feet couldn't help but lift up and stick out of the water.

The toes were taut, as delicate and pink as pearls just emerging from the water, having experienced such twists and turns once again.

Black Tower resisted the urge to roll his eyes, focused his attention, and took a clear look at the current situation.

Since number 216 was lying on the bottom and number 108 was lying on top, it was natural for Sora to kiss number 216 after she bent down.

Chapter 123 The Great Black Tower with Immortal Aura

The intimate gestures slowly awakened Number 216's consciousness, allowing her to give a shy response, her soft and warm little tongue actively interacting with Sora.

As she savored the experience, her feelings were also deeply conveyed to the Black Tower. She couldn't help but purse her lips, but quickly realized something was wrong.

"What's wrong with me? Why am I reminiscing? I should disconnect right away! The situation looks really bad..."

"Eek oh oh oh hoo~ Eee oh oh hoo hoo!!"

Before Black Tower could put her idea into practice, her body suddenly stiffened and she sat up, a powerful impact coming from below.

The feeling of reaching the top in an instant was something that Heita, who had never experienced before and was still a young girl, could never withstand. She almost fainted again because of it.

That feeling, like my stomach was about to burst, was really strange. Yet, Black Tower also felt a kind of... inexplicable excitement in his body.

This emotion controlled her thoughts. At this moment, in her vision, Qiong was still kissing her, while No. 108 was lying on top of her.

Although it blocked her view of what was happening below, she could roughly understand what had happened. After all, the Black Tower hadn't done it before, but it wasn't that she didn't know about it.

"Damn it, my first time felt like this... Eek! ...

Although the main body has not yet been personally touched, the Black Tower's first sense of feeling has already been taken away by Qiong, and he is currently using it in a somewhat rough manner.

The new device feels really good; it's soft and comfortable, provides a full massage experience, and often has a slight vibration deep inside.

Qiong thoroughly enjoyed the massage, so she repeatedly changed positions, pressing every soft spot on her head.

Although No. 216 said that at first, he was very cooperative when it came to the actual situation, and tried his best to adjust the engagement of the new device.

To address this, we increased the temperature and heat of the water flow for cleaning. Here, we must commend the meticulousness of Little Black Tower No. 83.

She not only improved the experience of being washed when the gate is opened after entering the dome, but also designed the devices on each of the small black towers to be the most suitable size for him.

Therefore, there is no need for Qiong to specially modify them to make the little black towers adapt, because they are already cups tailor-made for Qiong.

Even taking into account the amount of the dome, the capacity of that part was specially increased.

Furthermore, based on his understanding of himself and Ms. Black Tower, No. 83 specifically established different strongholds.

"Ugh...! Damn it! Stop pressing there! You bastard!"

Black Tower in the bathtub tensed his legs, feeling the empathy coming from Little Black Tower No. 216.

At this moment, Qiong is gradually exploring the interior of the new device. To enhance interactivity, the reaction after each base is triggered is different.

Of course, it mainly depends on the differences between each little black tower. For example, number 108 subconsciously curled up, while number 216 raised his legs.

Qiong really liked the fragrance emanating from the little black towers, but what she liked even more was their instinctive reactions when they couldn't bear it.

At times like these, the feeling of pressure from all sides becomes even more pronounced, as if trying to squeeze the dome out of it.

But it was clear that he was unwilling to retreat like that. Instead, he grabbed Xiao Heita's taut, fair, and tender feet next to his cheek, his pink toes gripping tightly.

But as the dome once again entered the device and reached the top container, the previously tense legs suddenly straightened and then relaxed.

The girl's neck also tilted slightly upwards, the cherry blossom pink color spreading across her delicate skin, making every part flush with a blush that represented desire.

As her delicate body trembled slightly, Qiong also felt the new sensations that came from the opening of the new device on the little black tower.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Black Tower, lying in the bathtub, was repeating the same action, her hands gripping the edge of the tub tightly.

Her lips, as pink as cherry blossoms, parted slightly, and the tingling sensation from deep within her body eventually transformed into delicate and alluring breaths.

A burning sensation filled her abdomen, and even though it wasn't actually full, her body's instincts prompted her to exhale a faint fragrance.