Massage (Branch Point 01)
Men's lust toward Im Da-bin: +40%
Protagonist (Lee Do-yoon)'s lust and stamina: 1.5x
Im Da-bin's lust: +30%
Im Da-bin's netorase compliance: +50%
Held Netorase Points: 0
Branch Point 01: Getting caught by girlfriend Im Da-bin while reading netorase manga. (Regression cost: 5 points)
Branch Point 02: Friends getting erections upon seeing girlfriend Im Da-bin in a swimsuit. (Regression cost: 11 points)
Branch Point 03: Girlfriend Im Da-bin giving a handjob to cafe part-timer Han Jae-min. (Regression cost: 10 points)
Branch Point 04: Dog Hodu trying to mount girlfriend Im Da-bin. (Regression cost: 4 points)
A soft, fluffy soap scent wafted gently through the room after Da-bin finished her shower. The low-saturation yellow lighting cast a warm glow over her bare skin as she lay on the bed.
Right now, Da-bin's outfit was a sleeveless tee and dolphin pants. In principle, she should have been lying there naked on her stomach for the massage, but I figured demanding that from the start would be too much. So, I'd asked her to wear comfortable everyday clothes. But what she called "everyday" clothes had a pretty high exposure level. The short dolphin pants that showed all the way up to her hip bones. The sleeveless tee that looked like it would reveal her sideboob if tugged even a little. I'd told her to pick something good for a massage, but her stimulating outfit was already making my dick twitch in anticipation.
And... Park Jun-seo seemed to be in the same boat.
The bulge sticking out from the front of his pants. It couldn't protrude like that without an erection. Right now, that guy Jun-seo... was getting excited by Da-bin's appearance.
The old Jun-seo might have held back. But the regression perk currently affecting him was one that ramped up lust toward Da-bin. Plus, this loop's 40% lust increase was the highest buff I'd seen yet. He was definitely different from the calm, steady Jun-seo I'd known before diving into these netorase loops.
Jun-seo approached Da-bin, who was lying face-down. I sat in a chair a bit away from the bed, savoring the scene.
"Da-bin, lie on your back properly."
"Huh?"
"The other way."
An unexpected suggestion from Park Jun-seo. I'd assumed it would be a standard face-down massage... but he was asking her to lie on her back right away.
If she starts on her back, she'll be even more embarrassed...Is that okay, Jun-seo?
Da-bin gave him a puzzled look at his request and flipped over. Her face was flushed bright red. It was definitely a more burdensome, more shameful position. No wonder she looked so stiff.
Park Jun-seo spoke to her. "Da-bin, relax and stretch out your legs."
Even with her boosted netorase compliance from the perk, this was still her first time with something like this. Sure, it was just a massage, but the whole point of this setup was to satisfy my netorase urges. Naturally, she was interpreting the massage itself as netorase, which made it all the more embarrassing and tense for her.
At his instruction to stretch her legs, Da-bin glanced nervously at me. Anxious eyes filled with unease, tension, and shyness. She kept her gaze on me, like she was seeking some kind of permission.
God, she was so lovable like that. Agreeing to this perverted netorase act while still prioritizing me, checking my reaction first. No matter how many loops I went through, I just kept falling deeper for Da-bin's charm.
I gave her a soft smile to reassure her. Once she saw my expression, she brought her hands to her face like a squirrel and stretched out her legs straight.
"Good girl, Da-bin."
Park Jun-seo's deep, resonant baritone carried a sense of trust and stability, laced with an irresistible authority. There was a tension in his intentional tone, like it was squeezing something out of you. That unique atmosphere at the start of netorase—the thrill of sexual tension and nervous anticipation. Maybe I'd grown addicted to this feeling.
Park Jun-seo straddled the bed and... reached out toward Da-bin's body.
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"Ahh! Kyaa!"
A strange high-pitched mix of moan and laughter. Park Jun-seo had completely thrown me off. The first thing he did when he touched Da-bin was... a foot massage.
Da-bin couldn't hold back her giggles from the cool relief and ticklishness of his hands kneading her feet.
"Oppa! Ahh! It tickles!"
Da-bin tried to pull her foot away, unable to bear the tickling, but he grabbed her ankle and held firm.
"Da-bin, just endure it a bit. You have to press here like this—firmly—to release the fatigue."
"Ah! Eut! Uuung! Jun-seo oppa!"
"Just a little more!"
She was wriggling all over now, at her limit. Park Jun-seo pressed her sole even harder, like a final sprint.
"Kyaa!! Oppa! Stop for real!!"
Da-bin begged him to stop, unable to take the tickling anymore. Her back arched like a bow while her legs stretched straight out. It could have been comical, but that pose of hers was stirring my sense of depravity.
My penis was erect, dithering over whether to prepare for full ejaculation or hold back.
Now I got Jun-seo's game. That bastard... he was a pro. Looking back, nothing loosened the mood and tension like a ticklish foot massage.
Da-bin was proving it right now, squirming and stifling laughs.
"Heup! Heeung! Jun... Jun-seo oppa! Stop it!"
Thud!
As her endurance hit its breaking point, Park Jun-seo released her sole. Perfect pacing.
Da-bin slumped onto the bed like she'd just come down from an orgasm, drained. He spoke to her in a gentle tone, contrasting his earlier authoritative one—perfectly tuned to the mood.
"Da-bin, feel refreshed?"
"O... Oppa! It was too ticklish!"
"But this is how you release fatigue from your whole body. Want me to do it again if it's not enough?"
"N... No! Oppa! It felt good..."
"Glad to hear it... It varies by person."
"Oppa... Should I flip over now?"
Da-bin lifted her waist, probably embarrassed by her earlier thrashing, and wanted to lie face-down to hide.
"Yeah, Da-bin. Now I'll give you a proper massage. Face-down."
"Okaay... Oppa, don't tickle too much..."
"Got it."
As Da-bin started to turn over with her flushed face, Park Jun-seo teased her again.
"Then, shall I sniff the scent on the hand that touched your sole?"
He dramatically brought the hand that had massaged her foot to his nose.
"Ooh! Oppa! Don't!"
Da-bin bolted up, desperately grabbing at his arm to stop him from checking her foot smell. Adorably frantic. So cute it made me want to tease her more.
"Where's the smell—sniff sniff?"
"Ahh, Jun-seo oppa!!!"
Pow! Pow!
Da-bin finally snapped, landing her signature kitty punches on him.
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The rowdy mood didn't last. Park Jun-seo quickly regained control and had Da-bin lie face-down. The real massage began.
His hands started loosening the muscles from her nape, gradually moving downward. Past her back... to her waist... past her waist... skipping her ass entirely to her ankles. He gripped her slender ankle, as if testing its girth.
Mid-massage, he glanced at me with a strange expression—somewhere between lecherous grin and seriousness. Like he was saying, Da-bin's ankle is so damn thin! in awe.
Seeing that look stirred a thick, muddy lust from deep inside me. If he was trying to provoke me, it worked.
His hand, savoring her ankle, crept upward. Past her calf... to her thigh... past her thigh... brushing her hip meat ever so slightly.
Did Da-bin's body tremble faintly at the touch on her hip? Or was that my imagination...?
His hand, tempted by her hip, retreated downward instead. Where he placed it now... was Da-bin's thigh.
Her thigh flesh, pale and pristine like a snow-covered street. That bastard Park Jun-seo began defiling it.
Savoring her skin, he stroked her thigh before kneading it properly for the massage. He mixed lecherous intent with genuine technique, toying with her senses.
Da-bin's thighs—firm yet soft, a paradoxical texture that screamed elasticity and yieldingness just by looking. His hand tested that contradiction, groping away.
Soon, he finished with just his hands and switched to his elbows. Starting with heels, his massage now incorporated more body parts. Knees... thighs... groin... !!!!
He finally pressed his crotch lightly against her thigh.
Da-bin's ears burned red. Eyes shut, frozen beneath him, as Park Jun-seo began moving... slowly... ever so slowly.
*All referenced or quoted works (games, novels, illustrations, etc.) in this novel are homages meant to express respect. Exact names are avoided to prevent any harm to those creations. (See work guide notice.)