The Busty Decadent Woman Who Wants an Adult Massage
About a week. Having finished mopping up the remaining bandits and earning some coin, I headed back to the workshop where Sherri was to place another request.
“Do you think you could make other things while you’re working on my gear?”
“Other things?”
“Yeah, like that toy I borrowed before—the one used for stimulating the body.”
I handed her the vibrator—or rather, the metal chunk engraved with a rune that I’d been using as one—and Sherri stared at it intently. As she did, the memory of the stimulation she’d received earlier seemed to surface; she grabbed her own breasts with her hands and began to gaze at them blankly.
Then, as if she’d finished organizing her thoughts, she spoke to me.
“I’ll do it for free.”
“Huh? For free, you say?”
“It helped me before.”
Her gaze drifted to the vibrator in my hand. It seemed that being massaged by it had been a meaningful experience for her.
“Fresh stimulation. Necessary for new inspiration.”
“Ah, I see. So you need it for inspiration.”
“Yes. For that reason, I request you provide ideas.”
Hah, I suppose there are craftsmen who find inspiration in orgasms when they have absolutely no sense of sexual shame. Well, I’m certainly not going to complain about getting a free sex toy.
“Let’s see, what should we try making first…”
If we’re starting from scratch, something universal is best. The first thing that came to mind was something that could generate more powerful vibrations than the one I had now… Ah, that would be perfect.
“Do you have paper and a pen?”
“Here.”
Sherri handed me the paper and pen at my request. I set my hand to the page to express the idea that had popped into my head, and soon I slid a paper over to her featuring a drawing of an object that looked exactly like the one from my memories.
“It’s an object that looks like this.”
“…A hammer?”
“It’s a tool called a massager. You hold this rod part in your hand, and when you activate the function, the head vibrates to loosen up stiff muscles.”
As the name implied, the original purpose of the object I’d drawn was to loosen muscles, but the reason it had become so famous wasn’t its utility in daily life—it was because it was a staple tool in adult films. After all, foreplay is all about touching erogenous zones as much as possible, so it’s only natural that an object capable of delivering repetitive, steady vibrations would be highly prized as a sex toy.
“…Wait a moment.”
After I explained the massager to her, she immediately began gathering various parts scattered around the workshop and started assembling them with her own hands. Sometimes using tools, and sometimes using the strange, magical properties emanating from her palms…
By the end, she attached a rounded head to the rod, and just like that, a plausible-looking massager was born, exactly as I had drawn it.
“Appearance mostly complete. Next is the engraving work.”
“Won’t that take a long time? I seem to recall hearing that just engraving my equipment takes forever.”
“Simple vibration is easier than equipment.”
I guess there’s a difference in difficulty and cost for each engraving. It was a huge relief that what I was asking for could be made with simple vibrations. I watched her work from the side, and soon she finished the engraving, lifting the completed massager up in her hand.
No sooner had she activated the function than the head began to vibrate with a ‘whirring’ sound.
“Complete.”
“That was fast.”
“The difficulty isn’t high. Here.”
Sherri handed the finished massager to me. To test it out, I placed the head on my shoulder, and I could feel a stronger-than-expected vibration tapping into my shoulder, making my muscles feel like they were melting. Damn, to think I’d experience a slice of modern civilization after coming to this world. I felt like I owed a debt of gratitude to Mania for introducing me to such a talented craftsman.
“…”
While I spent a while tapping away at my sore spots with the massager, Sherri watched me in silence. Realizing she was interested in the device, I aimed the massager at her and offered it to her.
“Would you like to try it, Sherri?”
“Yes.”
She immediately turned her back to me, exposing her shoulders. When I placed my hand on them for a moment, I realized her shoulders were much stiffer than I’d imagined. Was it from the grueling labor of a master craftsman…? No, it was probably because she was lugging around two heavy lumps on her chest.
Having big breasts isn’t always a good thing. Or rather, in this world that ignores sexual desire, it might only be a disadvantage.
-Whirrrrrr.
Regardless, if her shoulders were stiff, this massager would surely help her. I placed the massager on her shoulder and applied the vibration, and she closed her eyes, expressing her satisfaction at the sensation of her muscles loosening.
“Shoulders… feels good…”
Thankfully, it seemed the massager suited her constitution. I wanted to loosen her muscles a bit more, but as I continued the work, I suddenly realized her body was trembling and twitching. Especially since she seemed bothered by something, she kept placing her hands on her chest.
“Should I do your breasts, too?”
“Breasts… too…?”
“Ah, well. If it’s troublesome, I’ll stop.”
“…No.”
Stopping me from backing off, she pulled up her top. Her signature heavy breasts were fully exposed, and she aimed them at me and gave a short reply.
“…Please.”
Hah, fuck. To expose such violent tits so defenselessly. Alright, you lewd bitch. I’ll torment you to your heart’s content, just as you want.
-Whirrrr.
I started rubbing the massager all over her breasts. As I watched the waves ripple across her flesh, she seemed to find the sensation extraordinary, holding her breath and squeezing her eyes shut.
“Ugh, ah…”
The moment she, who was usually so insensitive, showed herself unraveling again. I focused the massager on her nipples, and the twitching I’d seen before began to manifest even more vividly.
“Ugh, ughhh~♥”
“Does it feel good?”
“So, so good… More…”
A busty, decadent woman who, without any humiliation or shame, instead craved the act itself. Feeling that there was no need to suppress such desires, she spread her legs, showing me the neatly groomed slit between them.
“Here too… just like that time…”
Is this for real? She’s the one asking me to stimulate her now?
Feeling my heart pounding like crazy, I tried not to show it and brought the massager to her pussy. The moment it touched her mound, her body began to tremble violently.
“Ah, ah…”
Yeah, what she’s feeling in this moment isn’t just limited to the clitoris. The vibration, which couldn’t be compared to a mere vibrator, was reaching deep into her secret places, stimulating her hidden sexual sensitivity.
“Ugh, ughhh~♥ Haa, ugh…”
Yeah, she’s slowly waking up. The sexual desire hidden deep within her—the beast dormant inside her was beginning to wake up, making her past ignorance of sex seem like a distant memory.
“I’ll press a little harder.”
“Haa, ugh, ugh~♥”
Her moans grew deeper at the vibration of the massager pressing firmly into her sex. Even so, her expression, which only sought to feel without a shred of shame, looked precarious, and my own mouth began to water as I found her so delectable.
Hah, she’s the highest quality among all the women I’ve met, but her lack of chastity is also top-tier. And that means if I push a little harder here, she’ll accept it without a single doubt.
“Sherri, could you give me your lips?”
“L-lips…? Mmph…”
I kissed her lips, thrusting my tongue inside to ravage her mouth. The moment she lost her first kiss—which surely only happens once in a lifetime—to me. But I didn’t stop there; I used my tongue to violate her mouth,
“Mmph, hhh, hmph…”
Even though she should have felt repulsed, she matched my pace, moving her tongue clumsily.
Even while I was ravaging her tongue, the pressure from the massager on her pussy continued, and before long, her body movements became intense, and her eyes began to roll back dangerously.
“Ugh, mmph…!”
Yeah, she’s about to cum. Guessing this, I pressed her lips even harder and applied strong pressure to her clitoris with the massager. At the end of it, she stretched her body out and reached her climax.
“Ummphhhhh~~~~♥♥♥”
Her body, which had erupted in a fountain of fluids, trembled and then collapsed onto the floor. I suppose it’s natural she couldn’t hold it, as she wasn’t used to climaxing yet. Even so, since there was satisfaction on her face, I felt no hesitation and asked her in a soft voice.
“Did you find your inspiration?”
“Yes… so much…♥ So, quickly, I must… write it down…”
She stumbled away from the spot. Seeing her dive into her research without even putting her clothes back on, I wondered if she was a workaholic, but for me, whose cock was so stiff it felt like it might burst, it was a real shame.
I wanted to fuck her right here, but if she started working, it would be hard to coax her even with lies.
“Sherri.”
But that was just a fleeting disappointment. She was already interested in the act with me, and if she had no suspicions, it would be a matter of seconds before she fell for whatever I cooked up.
“Next time I come, I’ll think of something that’ll let us enjoy ourselves even more.”
“…Yes.”
The moment we made a proper promise. I turned my back without lingering, and left the room to find a way to calm the cock that had stood up thanks to her.
Haa, I wonder if there’s a decent masturbator around here.
****
About a week later, after spending my time mopping up bandits and fucking thugs whenever I got bored, I headed back to Sherri’s workshop as planned, where I encountered Sherri in the middle of pleasuring herself.
She was using the very sex toy I’d provided the idea for.
“Ugh, ughhh…”
Sherri trembled, stimulating her breasts with the vibrator and her pussy with the massager. But her face wasn’t filled with relief; it was filled with frustration. I suppose that’s natural, as she was still a virgin who didn’t know how to masturbate properly.
“Ah, no. This feeling…”
"That time, it was more thrilling... this feeling isn't, it's not like that...♥"
Hah, this is something else. To miss my touch so much the moment I arrive, to be naked like a boiled chicken, exposing her skin and seducing me—she really is a lewd virgin bitch.
“Sherri. I’m here.”
“Hah!”
She turned to look at me the moment I called her name. Even then, she stood up without a shred of shame, exposing her pussy, which was ambiguously dripping with juices, and expressed her delight at seeing me.
“W-welcome, customer…”
“Yes, it’s been a while. Is the armor I requested coming along well?”
“Over there, intermediate stage.”
“I’ll try it on once.”
Hah, to be this calm even after being caught jerking off. I’m really looking forward to seeing how that dull-looking face will break from here on out.
“Ho, so if you do this, you can amplify power?”
“Engraving of explosion. Increases explosive power in proportion to the user’s strength.”
“Besides that, the armor is lighter than I thought, and it has all sorts of convenient features… It’s definitely worth the high price. Though I did blow all my money getting this ready. Haha.”
“…U-ugh, yes.”
She didn’t even pay attention to the joke I threw out, just fidgeting with her body. Then, she glanced at me and shyly asked for a request.
“Um, something else I’d like you to make…”
“Ah, yes. You said you needed it to find inspiration, right?”
I never imagined she’d be this desperate on her own. Regardless, it’s great for me that things are working out well. I immediately took out the drawing I’d prepared and handed it to her.
“This is what I’ve been thinking of this time.”
“…A phallus?”
“Yes, it’s an object modeled after a male organ. It’s mainly used by inserting it into a female organ to massage the inside.”
Commonly known as a dildo. It’s an object mainly used by women for masturbation, and unlike a massager or vibrator, it’s used by inserting it directly into the sex to stimulate the vaginal walls. Naturally, this wasn’t for me to use, but for the women I was targeting. She was among them, and her eyes went wide with intense interest at the object I showed her.
“Inside, the female organ, directly…”
Judging by her reaction, she seems to be imagining inserting this object into her own sex. The experience of having the inside of her vagina probed for the first time would surely grant her pleasure incomparable to anything she’d felt before… but no matter how I look at it, it’s a waste.
To offer up a once-in-a-lifetime virginity to a toy instead of a cock.
“However, to make this properly, you’d first need to experience a male organ directly.”
“Male, organ?”
“Yes. You need to experience having a cock inserted into your body, Sherri, and based on that experience, we can make this object. How about it? Can you do it?”
It was practically a declaration of war that I was going to violate her. Yet, she didn’t have a single doubt, only revealing eyes filled with expectation as she proudly nodded her head in response.
“Yes, if it’s for inspiration…”
“Yes, then let’s go to the bedroom right away.”
Hah, finally, I’m going to deflower this busty girl. Thinking that these voluptuous breasts are mine makes me so fucking excited I could go crazy.