Chapter 0 - [C] A Massage worth fisting to.

Jenny was feeling… a little nervous today. Well, nervous and stressed, like normal. Today was just a little bit… different. It all started a long long time ago. 

When she’d first gotten her new job, she’d been so excited. She could almost remember the smile on her face as she became a receptionist for such a big company. And then the work began to pile on. And on. And on and on and on and on. 

Every day she was swamped, having to do a hundred things at once, with no break in sight. It was a weel paying job and she did enjoy it but it was still exhausting. She had been at the job for a year now and she felt more stressed than she ever had. She had finally, finally gotten some time off. A week long vacation. Except… she had no idea how to spend it. She was so used to working every day or doing chores on her days off that she had no idea how to take a vacation. 

And that’s when her friend Rachel came to her with an idea. 

“Why don’t you get a massage?” Rachel had said, a gleam in her eyes. 

“A massage?” Jenny asked. She thought about it. A spa day… would be pretty nice, wouldn’t it? The more she thought about it, the more excited she got. Yeah, a massage sounded perfect. 

Rachel’s next words, however, made her heart skip a beat. 

“I know just the place! Plus… they give ‘Happy Endings’.” Rachel said with a smile. 

“What?!” Jenny asked, shocked. You heard about those but most places didn’t just do that! Not to mention… Jenny could feel her cheeks slightly going red. The idea of having a stranger do that to her… well… 

“Yup! They’ve got these men who are just amazing with their hands. Oh but don’t worry,” Rachel said, her eyes gleaming playfully. “They’ve got a few women for your ‘tastes’.” 

Jenny coughed. It wasn’t really a secret she was into women but still… 

“You gotta go! Just tell them the passcode “On the rocks” and that Rachel sent you.” 

Even slightly embarrassed, she squinted at her friend. She always knew her friend was more, proactive than her, but so much so she was a regular there? Yeah. That made sense actually. 

That conversation had been nearly a week ago. Her vacation was going to be over soon and then it would be back to work work work. She had firmed up her courage and decided to try it. The rest of her vacation had been lousy… and even without the rumored ‘Happy Ending’, a massage sounded like exactly what she needed. 

Walking in, it looked like a nice place. It wasn’t massive or small and it’s location was a little out of the way. She’d either been expecting something a bit, scummy, or some kind of massive complex rich people go to. But it looked more like a quaint small business than anything. But one dedicated to relaxation, for sure. 

They had a water fountain gently pouring water, slight burning incense in the air, an area with what looked like a very comfy couch, and a few tapestries hanging around. The tapestries seemed to mostly just be a fun form of artwork depicting relaxing scenes on them like mountains or meadows. 

An absolutely beautiful woman that looked to be a bit older was at the counter, giving her a bright smile. She was wearing normal clothing but Jenny had to forcefully not look at her chest. It wasn’t the biggest she’d ever seen but she wore a shirt that most certainly looked ready to break open at a moment’s notice. Those buttons were doing overtime. 

“What can I do for you today M’am?” She said in a rich voice. At that moment, Jenny wanted nothing more than to hear her sing. It would probably be one of the hottest experiences she would ever know. She shook that thought off. 

“Umm… I… a massage…” Jenny said, her anxiety creeping up. Was, she really going to… 

“Excellent. We have a few different ones available. Our basic ones are-” 

“O-On the rocks. Rachel sent me?” Jenny interrupted, the last bit sounding more of a question than anything. She was suddenly very worried this was some prank her friend had put her up to. 

The smirk on the woman’s face put to rest those thoughts. 

“We only have one price for that.” She said, before tapping the ‘Premium Massage’ posting. Jenny winced a little at the price. Expensive, but, not that bad. Especially not that bad if what she thought was going to happen did. 

“Would you like a male or female Masseuse?” 

“F-Female.” Jenny said. 

The woman’s face lit up. 

“Excellent.” She said with some heft to her voice. “I will see to you, personally.” 

Jenny’s heart skipped a beat. She had known she’d be… massaged and… maybe more but it was entirely different realizing the beautiful woman you’d been talking to was going to be the one to do it! The wide smirk on the other’s woman’s face and the playfulness in her eyes gave promises of what was to come. 

“Feel free to wait right here. It will take a moment to prepare everything.” The woman, the woman she didn’t even know the name of, said before starting to leave. 

“W-Wait!” Jenny called out, her nervousness nearly causing her to yell before she clamped down on it. 

The woman turned around. 

“Yes?” 

“Um. Uh. W-What’s your name?” 

“Ah, how rude of me. I am Zen.” 

“Zen?” Jenny asked, not believing that was her real name for a moment. 

Zen nodded, looking at her pointedly. 

“A-ah… I’m Jenny.” 

Introductions done, Zen turned and headed into the back. Before long, a new male masseuse took up the front counter, nodding to her once. Jenny tried to sit but her stress and anxiety were like hammer blows to her head. She could feel her heart racing and the thought of that woman touching her… it sent tingles up into her brain. 

Zen came back not long after, motioning for Jenny to follow after her. She did so, seeing a little more of the place. It wasn’t exceptionally large but there was still plenty of room for around half a dozen massage rooms. She could hear sounds coming from them and she couldn’t be sure those moans of pleasure were just from the massages or not. 

Walking into her own, following after Zen, she saw a table in the middle, incense already burning in the room, what looked like a row of supplies on top of a metal cart nearby, and a sink not far off. 

Zen walked around her, closing the door… and locking it. The moment she did that, she turned to Jenny. 

“Alright, get naked while I wash up.” 

“W-What?” Jenny said, but Zen just moved towards the sink. 

Jenny felt her heart beating but Zen herself just focused on washing her hands with soap and hot water. She took a deep breath and slowly, began removing her clothes. She knew this was coming, she would have had to do this for a normal massage after all right? Yet still… her heart felt like it was going to go out of control. 

Her, shoes, socks, and pants came off easily enough. But standing there, with only a bra and panties, she was struggling to get the nerve to remove the last pieces. Still, as she noticed Zen get done washing up, she couldn’t imagine being able to get naked while being watched. She took a deep breath and then felt very exposed, as she now stood naked in the room. That feeling only increased when Zen turned to look at her, smile still on her face. No, not just still on her face, it was wider now. Jenny knew that look, she wasn’t a virgin. She suddenly realized she may not be the only one… enjoying herself here. 

Jenny felt a red blush creeping up her. 

“Please lay down on the table.” Zen said. 

Jenny walked over, while Zen’s eyes tracked her.  She laid on top of the table, but Zen quickly shook her head. 

“Face down.” 

Jenny rolled over and Zen moved over. She gulped as she felt Zen begin to touch her, but it wasn’t anything sexual. It was just to move her arms and legs in the right places. Then- 

She could feel hands on her back. It started off soft and gentle, rolling up and around her muscles. Zen said nothing and only now, as her heart started slowing down a little, did she realize there was soft music playing. It was pretty quiet but she felt herself falling into it more and more as Zen continued to knead the muscles in her back. Soon, she began to let out shaky breaths. 

She felt like she was becoming a puddle. The more and more Zen moved over her back, the better she began to feel. Soon, she was letting out groans. The sexual nature of things were forgotten as she fell into the massage part of things. 

It was like a mountain was pressing down on her, squashing her in different ways. But as that mountain kept rolling over her, making her flat as a pancake, all of the weight also seemed to vanish. Except it carried away with it exhaustion she didn’t even know she had. 

She lay there lifelessly, limp, as her body started to truly relax all its tight muscles. Just when she thought it couldn’t get any better, Zen moved, trailing her hands down to her lower back and pressing and massaging in a way that her trying to arc forward. Her eyes rolled back a little and her breath became a bit heavy. By the time Zen she had regained herself, Zen was already moving again and this time it felt different. 

It was like her body was being remade as she felt Zen move her hands to her legs, her arms, her hips, and even her ass. A certain pressure would be forced down on her and then her body would be rolled around like clay. And when those hands left? It was like an explosion of warmth and relief she didn’t even know she could have appeared in her body. Like weight she didn’t knew existed was leaving her. 

Pleasure began to well up in her body. Not sexual but one of pure relaxation. She flopped lifelessly onto the table, as her body was smoothed away by the hands of a Goddess. She now understood why they said getting horny was natural in a massage. No wonder people had happy endings, her whole body felt at peace. 

A little while later, it all came to a stop, but she didn’t even notice. Not until Zen spoke. 

“Turn over.” 

It took more effort than she’d have thought possible, but Jenny did. Suddenly, she was facing up at Zen, naked, staring up at her. For a moment, anxiety tried to creep back in, but Zen pushed down on her hips, kneading them like dough. An embarrassing sound came out of her mouth and Jenny just relaxed underneath her hands. Her hips, stomach, shoulders and neck, then her arms and legs. It all seemed random to her but at the same time, it seemed to be working very well. When she got to her breasts though, a moan did escape her mouth, but Zen just smiled and kept going, even as Jenny felt a relaxation that wasn’t quite pure begin to rise up. It felt good. Really good. Really, really good. And Zen kept going, while looking directly down at her. 

She could feel those hands, those fingers, squeezing and groping her, but in all the right ways. Fingers trailing, rubbing, massaging. She kept going, all while smiling down at her. A smile that soon showed up on Jenny as well. It just… felt so good. 

Eventually, she moved her hands away, going to the rest of her body. Jenny was feeling like a wet noodle by now. She felt like someone had taken all the bones out of her body. She probably couldn’t stand right now if she tried. 

Zen’s hands moved downward and Jenny’s eyes shot open as they brushed against a certain place. And then again. Jenny gulped a little, as she felt Zen’s hand begin to rub against. No, she as felt Zen’s hands begin to massage her vagina. She was already wet and a bit horny from earlier but now… now heat was rising. She tried to hold back a moan, as fingers rubbed more and more against her. Before it got too far though, Zen pulled away, leaving Jenny panting. 

Jenny took a few deep breaths, before hearing an odd sound. She looked up, only to see Zen snapping on a pair of gloves. Latex gloves, like doctors would use. 

“U-Uhm?” Jenny called out, confused. Her body and mind were at least relaxed to the point she was only confused. It was like years, centuries worth, of an anxiety was just gone. 

Zen smiled at her, before coming over. And then she got closer. Closer. Jenny’s eyes went wide when Zen kneeled down, her head right next to her ear. 

“Your Happy Ending…” Zen said, making Jenny’s heart begin to beat quicker. “Do you want to try something… intense? I’ll even waive the cost. I promise, you’ll like it.” 

There was a trap there, Jenny just knew it. It was the same tone her first girlfriend had tried to use with one of her weirder fetishes. On the other hand… she had enjoyed that then. She’d probably enjoy this too… right? 

“O-okay.” Jenny said, deciding to put her trust in Zen. She said she’d like it right? 

Zen smiled happily and headed down the table. Down towards- 

Jenny let out a gasp, as she felt fingers enter her. Her body was already primed and relaxed, and her vagina was already wet from earlier. Zen’s fingers slipped in with almost no issue. This time, Jenny didn’t bother holding back a moan, as those fingers began to slowly push in and out of her. She did, however, let out another gasp of shock as a third finger joined the others. That was a bit more than she was expecting but- 

Her whole body practically seized up, as Zen pushed a fourth finger in. Her body was feeling hot, sweat was starting to pour down her, her breath was heavy. She shuddered, in the intense feeling of four fingers being slid in and out of her. She was no stranger to large things down there but still… this was a bit much. 

She felt Zen slide out of her and not push back in. She panted a little, thinking it was a bit short, when she felt something against her vagina. Something that was trying to push inside. Her eyes went wide, as she realized exactly what it was. 

Zen’s fist. Her whole fist. Zen… had said she wanted to do something intense right? But her whole fist?! 

Jenny gritted her teeth as her rate skyrocketed. Zen had prepared her body well, from start to finish but… but this… to her shock, she could feel it. Feel herself getting widr as- 

“AH!” Jenny screamed out, in shock and pleasure. Too much! It was too big! Her whole body felt like it had been electrocuted, not only at the intensity of it, but as Zen kept moving, hammering down into her with her whole hand. Moans didn’t so much escape as erupt from her, as her mind went blank, and her whole body shivered. The moment Zen had pushed into her, she had felt a powerful orgasm rip itself out of her, causing her eyes to roll into the back of her head. 

Zen kept going, pumping her, as the minutes began to pass. Before long though, Jenny’s body shivered again as she felt Zen’s hand leaving her. She strangely felt a little… empty now. Thankfully that feeling was well and truly buried under the absolute tsunami of pleasure that encompassed her. 

She lay there, reeling, letting the orgasms wash her away. She could’ve laid there forever, except she felt herself being moved a few minutes later.

Zen was propping her legs up slowly, putting something underneath her legs to raise them. But it was her other hand she was more concerned with. It in a jar. She’d seen the jar earlier but she’d assumed it was soap or something. Zen’s hand, the one that hadn’t just been inside her, was submerged in it. When she pulled it out, Jenny only felt more confused as it was absolutely coated in something. 

As that hand went forward, Jenny’s eyes went wide but not just with surprise but with panic. Her, Zen’s lubed and gloved hand, was touching… her ass. As Zen began to rub her asshole with the hand, Jenny gulped. No… no way right? She wasn’t going to… 

Jenny felt something wet and then- 

“Ah!” 

Jenny felt as Zen pushed a finger inside. Compared to having a whole fist inside her, it was less intense, but it was still her ass. Not only that, but she could feel as Zen seemed to be rubbing all inside her, coating the insides of her ass with lube. It was, strangely warm, but Jenny grew worried… when she felt Zen try to push in two fingers! 

‘There’s no way right?!’ Jenny thought. 

But soon, her concerns proved true. She felt two fingers push in… and already, it felt more intense than the whole fist from before. Her body practically seized up and yet Zen didn’t stop. Two become three, three became four, and already Jenny felt like she was losing her mind. She liked anal, but this was on a whole other level! She felt like she was paralyzed from the intensity, her body shaking, another orgasm trying to rise itself up in her. 

Soon… it was time. Jenny could feel it, even as her pupils shook like leaves in a storm. Zen pushed her whole fist forward and- 

“AHHH~”

The most whore like moan Jenny had ever produced tore itself away from her, but never left, as she didn’t stop making the sound. She couldn’t. Her eyes fully rolled into the back of her head and she felt like she was going to faint. As the fist inside her began to move, the woman known as Jenny seemingly had been replaced by someone in the deepest throes of pleasure. It went without saying that Jenny had never experienced anything like this. 

Which only became more true as Zen pushed forward with her other hand, soon fisting both Jenny’s vagina and ass. 

Jenny moaned deeply, multiple orgasms pouring out of her, as time passed. 

******

“So, how was it?” Rachel asked. 

Jenny looked at her with a shy smile. 

“...I think I’m going to go again soon.” 


