A Pleasent Massage (GTS, Muscles, Growth, Hyper)

Pages turned as a young woman behind a counter read her magazine within the store. Her hair would casually slip in front of her vision and was nonchalantly combed back by her hand. Outside of the store the sounds of rain hitting concrete, cars, and glass could be heard faintly before the volume increased as the door opened and a small bell was rung. The woman looked up from her magazine as another young lady was closing her umbrella and looked over, “Hey Stephanie, any customers today?”*

“There’s one ready for you in the back, something different than what you’re normally use to Beatrice.” Stephanie replied with a small grin which made Beatrice raise an eyebrow as she put her umbrella and coat away before walking passed Stephanie to go back into the back room, “Ok… let’s see what you mean by that.”*

As she opened the door to the back room her question was immediately answered as she couldn’t suppress a gasp from leaving her lips. Lying down on the massage table was what could only be described as a goddess made of marble. Curves and bugles of an untold number of muscles lay out all over the woman’s body. She was lying on her stomach as a cloth covered her toned backside but left her incredibly textured back exposed. Looking over, the flame haired goddess spotted Beatrice and smiled, “Why hello there, I’ve been waiting for you for quite some time. It’s nice to meet you, the name is Mizuki Nagano.”

Beatrice was having a tough time creating words in her mind, let alone getting them out of her mouth as she finally stuttered, “H-hello, I’m Beatrice and I’ll be your masseuse for the evening.” She walked over to her cabinet to get her supplies, each step was rather shaky though as she was still a bit taken aback by the size and physique of Mizuki. As she gathered her oils she attempted to regain some composure through conversation, “I hope you haven’t been waiting too long for me.”

She heard a small chuckle from the redhead that made her shiver, “Don’t worry about it dear, from what I’ve heard from friends, your expertise is quite worth the wait.” Beatrice replied with a slight nervous chuckle as she returned to Mizuki with the oils in hand. Squirting some of the oils in her hands, Beatrice finally began the long awaited massage, her hands spreading the oil along Mizuki’s body to make it shine.

Normally when Beatrice ran her hands along someone’s body there was a bit of a doughiness to them with a bit of firmness once you got to the muscle underneath; however, with Mizuki it was almost like rubbing against rocks. All her muscles stood out in glorious definition and it was impossible to make any sort of dent in them, even when Beatrice tried to squeeze the muscles they would not give in.

Even though it seemed rather pointless to try, Beatrice tried to stay professional and continued to attempt her massage, rubbing Mizuki’s body and pressing against the muscles. Mizuki responded to the attention with some light moans and moving her body ever so slightly. This was enough to get her muscles flexing and tightening up even more which made Beatrice blush as Mizuki’s muscles looked even bigger than before from such a small movement.

The massage continued for a few more moments as Beatrice tried applying her massage techniques to other parts of Mizuki’s body but no matter where she tried the muscles just seemed to become harder and even larger. All the while Mizuki had her eyes closed and released light moans of approval as Beatrice worked. Moving back to the top of Mizuki’s back, Beatrice stepped on a strange liquid and suddenly slipped. Out of reflex she reached out to Mizuki whose arm outstretch from Beatrice to catch. As she grabbed the arm, it failed to bugle at all as it supported her weight effortlessly to stop her fall.*

Standing back up quickly, Beatrice apologized while Mizuki reassured her it was all ok as long as she wasn’t hurt. Curiosity got the better of Beatrice though as she wondered what she had slipped on, looking down to see an odd colored puddle on the floor. This made her eyebrow rise as she knelt down and touched the liquid, feeling how gooey and stick it was as it stuck to her fingers, its transparent look shining in the light.*

Looking to the side to see the source of the liquid

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