Sera's Deep Trance Massage
"..You're listening well. The effect is even better than I expected."
Kang Minwoo gazed at Sera, lost in a trance-like stupor, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Hah... Haaah..."
Sera thought she had simply fallen asleep, but reality was a bit different. Through the power of Minwoo's suggestions combined with the oil he'd applied, she'd slipped into a profound trance state.
"Sera. Can you hear me?"
"Haaah... Hwaaah..."
"Oh dear, oh dear... She's deep under now..."
One glance at Sera made it clear she wasn't in her right mind. She looked almost drunk, or like someone tossing and turning in their sleep. Her eyes were half-open, but her pupils stared off into some distant void, and saliva dribbled from her slightly parted lips. With a look of desperate longing, she writhed ceaselessly on the bed.
In truth, he could have induced a similar state just with the Glow Stick's hypnosis, but there was a subtle difference. The Glow Stick hypnosis left her in a standby mode, passively awaiting Minwoo's commands. This trance, however, wasn't directly tied to the Glow Stick's power, so she wouldn't obey direct orders. The key distinction was in memory: events in this state would be completely erased from her mind, rather than lingering as hazy fragments.
Minwoo aimed to target the depths of Sera's subconscious.
"I should ask Grandpa Jerome for a bigger batch. The quality's top-notch."
The oil Minwoo was using was nothing more than a cosmetic lotion favored by high noble ladies for beauty treatments—no aphrodisiac properties whatsoever. He'd merely used the act of applying it as a post-hypnotic trigger to plunge Sera into this trance. There was no scientific basis for it at all. It was an idea sparked by Aisha's exaggerated reaction when he'd tricked her senses into mistaking body odor for something arousing. In a way, he was imprinting memories not on her mind, but on her body.
"Well, this is just the first step for what's to come..."
Unlike Mari and Luna, Minwoo had no intention of treating Sera harshly. If anything, he was half-serious about even helping her end up with Ares. Of course, his methods would cater squarely to his own tastes.
"Alright then... Shall we start the real massage?"
Minwoo swept aside the towel, which had already failed at its job amid her intense writhing. Sera's dazzling figure was now fully exposed.
"Whew... Our little Sera... You look so slim in clothes."
Perhaps due to her role as a saintess, she always dressed modestly and demurely, which hid her curves from notice. But now, her stunning, unexpected physique was etched vividly into Minwoo's view.
"Haaah... Huuuh..."
Oblivious to the towel's removal, Sera continued twisting her body, letting out needy moans that seemed to beg for something indefinable.
"Now, now, hold still... I'll slather you in plenty of oil..."
With those words, Minwoo upended the glass bottle of oil directly onto her body. The clear, viscous liquid began to defile her perfect form.
"Haaah..!"
Though her consciousness drifted far away, Sera's bodily senses were hypersensitive; she let out a shallow gasp. Undeterred, Minwoo poured the liquid evenly over her entire body. By the time he'd emptied the whole bottle, Sera was drenched head to toe. What started on her arms and legs had spread everywhere—thighs, hips, belly, breasts—leaving the bed slick and sticky.
"Alright... Time for the yame massage I learned from those massage AVs."
Minwoo lightly extended his hand toward her abdomen first.
"Huuung..!"
The instant his hand touched her, Sera's body jolted upward. Just a light touch on her belly elicited this? Sure, the Glow Stick could force such reactions easily, but Minwoo was plenty satisfied as he began spreading the oil.
After finishing her belly, he gently cupped her breasts.
"Hyaaahh..!"
"Ngh... Perfectly filling my hands... A breast as obedient and fitting for its owner as they come."
Even through her sports bra, the sensation exceeded expectations. Their shape rivaled Chloe the elf—embodiment of beauty itself—boasting a golden ratio of perfection. Minwoo smiled contentedly as he slathered oil over her breasts. The thin fabric soaked through, turning translucent and revealing hints of her peach-toned skin beneath. In some ways, it was more erotic than nudity, stoking his lust further.
But for now, Minwoo focused purely on the massage, not his own relief. He had no plans to sate himself directly with the hero party just yet.
"Can't forget the lower parts."
When Sera was conscious, he'd stopped at her calves. Now, he boldly placed his hands on her inner thighs—plump yet perfectly toned, utterly mouthwatering. Her reactions were exquisite.
"Hyaaahng..!"
Each time his fingers grazed her sensitive spots, Sera writhed wildly, her whole body trembling. Utterly satisfying.
Thus, Minwoo coated every inch of her body, savoring the textures. He deliberately avoided her most intimate folds—for later pleasures.
"Good thing the suggestions are taking hold. I'll check her reaction tomorrow for the final verdict."
After about an hour of meticulous massage, Minwoo covered her with the towel again and induced simple sleep hypnosis. No rush. His strategy was to patiently etch pleasure into her body, making his touch familiar.
"Well then... Time for me to enjoy some well-deserved rest after labor."
Even with his demon body, an hour of massaging was tiring. As Minwoo stretched his sore muscles, a commotion erupted outside.
"Hm..?"
It sounded like one person, but... Puzzled, Minwoo parted the curtains.
"You catgirl..! I had an appointment..! So don't interfere!"
"Liar..! You're just trying to pounce on Minwoo again..!"
Outside, Aisha and Chloe were snarling at each other.
..
Minwoo looked troubled as he eyed the pair—or rather, Aisha specifically. Chloe was fine; he'd summoned her for his needs. But...
"Hm... Aisha, you're still up?"
"Minwoo..! This elf is trying to mess with you again..!"
"No! I really came by appointment!"
"..."
Minwoo scratched his cheek awkwardly. Too much noise would wake the others.
Chloe had been an unplanned wildcard. After first meeting the heroes and wrapping up hypnosis, as he prepared to head to the labyrinth, she'd shown up demanding he impregnate her properly. Overwhelmed by the common-sense alteration he'd implanted, she'd grown obsessively attached. Annoying, but useful as a sex toy until the heroes' brainwashing progressed. He'd intended Aisha for that role, but her dreamlike collapses during sex were a hassle. Chloe seemed perfect instead.
He hadn't expected Aisha to tag along.
Minwoo considered zapping them with the Glow Stick but relented at Aisha's pleading eyes.
"Aisha, calm down first... Chloe, mind stepping out while I talk to Aisha?"
"..Okay."
Surprisingly compliant, Chloe left. Minwoo regarded the remaining Aisha warmly.
"Minwoo... I..."
"Aisha."
"..."
Aisha looked like a scolded child, deflated. Minwoo could guess why. He'd already explained her relationship with Chloe—not lovers, just regular sex due to elven circumstances, though he couldn't elaborate. A flimsy excuse, but enough for the sexually naive Aisha. It justified things but didn't suppress her emotions. And her feelings for him ran deeper than he'd realized.
As someone who'd helped him greatly, he'd given her the "dream" excuse out of lingering conscience. But now, he saw it wasn't truly for her sake.
"Aisha, be honest. Do you hate me sleeping with Chloe?"
"..."
"Aisha."
Like soothing a sulky kid, Minwoo sighed inwardly. Finally, Aisha spoke.
"I... don't want to get in your way... But... I want... I want..."
"..."
After a hesitant pause, she squeezed her eyes shut and cried out.
"I want... to do it with you too, Minwoo..!"