Normally, a trick like that wouldn't work. There was no way her body could disassociate her own touch and pretend it was foreign. But incapable of her own thoughts thanks to the hypnotic haze, Tamao was able to do just that, and slowly grope herself while feeling like that touch came from Asuka instead. A soft moan escaped her lips as she easily worked herself up. Her eyes were still following those breasts, but by now she was so hazed over she likely didn't need it to stay hypnotized.