[紳士財閥 (ろるゐ紳士)] I'm an artificial arlaune

A nervous, green‑skinned artificial arlaune is thrust into a bizarre industrial experiment, her body stretched and probed as a pink robotic arm torments her while she gasps and leaks under relentless pressure. The tension escalates when she is inflated and presented as a living specimen in a lush greenhouse, where a curious hand offers her a choice between water and fertilizer, hinting at a seductive bargain. Will she succumb to the invasive manipulations or find a way to reclaim her autonomy in this surreal, sensual saga?