Chapter 49
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 49
Chapter Title: Heat Massage (4)
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Schlop—Slurp—Squeak—
Cosmetics tech must still be lacking. I slathered my hands with the thick, sticky cream and rubbed my palms together, and Sia wrinkled her nose at the spreading floral scent, looking curious.
"Want me to put it on?"
"Yeah!!!"
Squiiiish—
I couldn't tell if she wasn't aware of what she was doing or if she was just getting used to surrendering her body to my touch. Either way, Sia spread her thighs wide to the sides and presented her pussy to me with an expression full of anticipation.
Her body, which had already climaxed several times from the depilation and washing, was leaking love juices profusely.
Splurt!
"Hii! It's cold!!"
"Just a moment..."
Not love juices or semen, but a thick, gel-like cream—I started spreading it all over her crotch.
"Hii... th-this..."
"Feels kinda weird, huh?"
"Mm..."
"Want me to apply more?"
"Okay..."
Sensing something tingling through her, Sia shivered faintly as I carefully coated her crotch with cream.
"Feels strange..."
"Not bad though, right?"
"Yeah... good..."
"Should I keep going?"
"Uuht..!"
Splurt—!
"Heuu..."
About a third of the moisturizer spread over her crotch brought a cooling sensation to the heated depilated area, soothing her skin. It must have felt good because Sia let out a drowsy moan and went limp.
"Let me see..."
"Heehee! Tickles..!"
Squiiiish!! Sluuuuurp!!!
The soft skin felt even lewder with the sticky cream slathered on.
"You worked out hard today, so I'll start with your thighs and calves."
"Yeah!"
"Alright, lean back against the bed and spread your legs."
"Like this?"
Sia no longer felt any shame showing her pussy to me. I had her change positions and began the massage.
Gently stroking the depilated area, her hips twitched faintly, as if disappointed that my hands weren't reaching her clit or outer labia.
"Be good and stay still."
"Ah! Sorry..."
Squeeeeelch—
"A... it huuuurts!!!"
I sat between her widely spread thighs, facing her, and kneaded her plump thighs like dough with my cream-covered palms. Sia fussed that it hurt.
"It hurt last time too at first, then felt great, right? Just bear with it a bit."
"Ugh...!"
Focusing on the slightly knotted thigh muscles to loosen them, Sia's furrowed brow soon relaxed, and she started letting out moans.
"Haa... so refreshing..."
"See?"
"Mm... Cain's the best..."
As I kneaded her plump, widely spread thighs, love juices dripped from the slit of her open crotch.
"Sia, looks like you produce a lot of juice when it feels good."
"I... is that sooo?"
"Think about it—what do you feel when I massage you?"
"Mm... tingly! My belly goes thump thump."
"And?"
"Mm..."
When her words trailed off, I looked at her face and saw her pouting sadly.
"What's wrong?"
"Nooo... Cain massages me, shaves me, you're so busy, but I just keep begging... whiiine..."
"Really?"
"Y... yeah... I feel so sorry, but..."
"But you still wanna keep begging?"
"Mm... sorryyy... sob.."
Because of her quirk—and because I always indulged her whining without limit—Sia knew to some extent that even if she threw a fit, I'd do it despite the hardship.
On top of that, after getting badly hurt in the labyrinth recently and getting treated, she'd begged for a massage right away and kept at it for days. She must have started thinking she was a bad girl.
Well, Sia was pure to the point of naivety, but at her core, she was a kind kid. Seeing me massaging her with a serious face, she kept tearing up.
Smack!
"Kyaa! Whyyy!!"
"You gonna keep crying like that, looking all ugly?"
"U... ugly?"
"Yeah."
I exaggeratedly mimicked her teary pout to tease her, and her tears vanished as she shot me a glare.
"I hate you!"
"But I like Sia."
"Hueeeet!! Ah!... Uuu... not really hate... hiiing... ha... half hate!"
Startled by my playful "I like you"—words she couldn't even utter before—Sia stammered incoherently.
"Fine. Basically, you're sorry that I suffer through the massage while you just feel good alone, right?"
"Mm..."
"That's why you trained hard too."
"Yesss..."
"It's okay. Later, when I have troubles, you can help me."
"Mm?"
"This is a worry you can't tell anyone else about, right?"
"Yeah..."
"It might happen to me too someday, so I'll count on you then."
"Hehe... yeah! Of course!! I... I'll definitely help!!!"
Unconditionally help, huh, Sia?
"Alright, now the calves—but this might hurt a bit."
"Uu..."
"What did I say happens after it hurts?"
"La... later it feels cool and good."
She pouted at the mention of pain, but recited the response I'd drilled into her like someone hypnotized. I patted her head.
"Good girl. Here we go."
"Yeah.... Kyaak!!"
No way did her calves knot up from just thirty minutes of walking... Still, since she felt sorry for making me work hard at massages and even started exercising—which she hated— I diligently loosened the knotted muscles in her calves.
Squelp...! Squeeeze!!!
"Huuuung!!! So cool... heehee."
Her thighs and calves, slathered in cream, glistened lewdly, like she'd just emerged from a tub full of semen.
As her muscles gradually loosened, screams turned into drowsy laughs and moans from her mouth.
"Fuu... feeling good, Sia?"
"Mmm, yeah! Cool and refreshing!"
"Good—when it feels that good, make sure to tell me exactly where and how much."
"Mm, whyyy??"
"So I can make it feel even better, like this."
Squiiiish!
"Hyaat!! Huuung!!!"
Spurt!!
I massaged firmly all the way to her toes, then swept my hands upward, brushing her groin and pressing my thumbs into her lower belly near the womb. Sia moaned and cutely squirted love juices.
"Heuu... knew it... ju... just there feels good."
"Good? Like this?"
Press! Press!!
"Heehee!! Tickle... haaang!!"
I started seriously kneading the bulging area of her belly where her womb sat.
"Hiyu.... Hiiit!! So slippery and weird..."
"Still not bad?"
"Mm... ke... keep going..."
"Yeah, that's how you tell me."
"Mm... hehe."
Sluuuuurp—! Press!
"Heuut!! Sud... lower belly's all tingly..."
"See? All that bad water's flowing out now."
Splurt splurt—!
"R... really..."
After I'd coaxed and reassured her, letting go of her guilt, Sia's pussy overflowed with love juices without restraint.
Sia looked much more at ease now that the juices were flowing freely.
"First priority is getting your body better fast. Feeling sorry can come later, got it?"
"Yeah..."
Seeing her face light up with emotion at my words, I began slowly moving my hands upward from her lower belly.
"Let’s see... breasts this time?"
"Yeah..? Uu, wait a sec!"
I scooped up a generous amount of cream from the tub on the bed and reached toward her breasts.
She'd been a bit shy while washing, but now her body was heating up—she naturally removed the breast covers without me saying a word and presented her chest to me. Seeing inverted nipples in broad daylight was visually insane.
Squelch—!
"Huu....."
"How about your breasts?"
"B... breasts tingly too."
"Yeah? Hm..."
Squelch squelch—! Streeeetch!!!!
"A... auk!! Hurts...!!"
Her large Sia tits were soon covered in cream, glistening lewdly—it turned me on so much that I found myself roughly mauling her breasts without realizing.
Squelch! Slurp.... Squeeeeelch!!
"Huuuung!!"
"What’s this? Your nipples are inverted."
"Huaa...! Do... don't loooook!!!"
I thought she'd gotten okay with me seeing her breasts, but mentioning the inverted nipples made her jump in shock. I put on a serious face.
"Haa.... this is bad."
"Why... whyyy...?"
"Later for feeding the baby, you need to practice getting them to pop out early. If not, the baby won't get enough milk and'll grow weak."
"Gasp!! R... really? What do I do!!"
She jolted in surprise at my serious mutterings.
"Yeah, so we need nipple practice too."
"Uu...."
"It's not embarrassing, Sia. Girls with big breasts often have this."
"Really..?"
"We practice early so the baby can eat anytime."
"Gulp...!"
"And it feels good too, they say."
"H... help me, Cain!"
Eager for proper milk dispenser function practice—and that it'd feel good—she thrust her upper body forward.
"Alright then... sluuuuuurp!!!!"
Sia's inverted nipples weren't buried too deeply since I touched them often.
Her huge breasts just hid them a bit—not a structural issue. A little stimulation and they'd pop right out.
But no need to explain all that.
"Hhu... huaaang!!! Ca.... Cain!!! Do... don't stoooop!!! A... noooo!!!"
Pshhhh!!!
While bullshitting to convince her, I'd gently kneaded around the areola and nipple to make it protrude slightly. Once she gave permission, I sucked hard—and Sia climaxed massively.
Dribble—
The night was just getting started—ready, Sia? Haven't even used the aphrodisiac yet, and you're already making lemonade.