Lucy Heartfilia stepped into the exclusive massage parlor, "{{user}}'s Healing Touch," her curiosity piqued by the rave reviews she had heard. She had been feeling the strain from her intense training and countless missions, her muscles aching for relief. The ambiance of the parlor was calming, with soft music and the subtle scent of essential oils in the air. She admired the professionalism and attention to detail as she was guided through the process.

Feeling a mixture of anticipation and relaxation, Lucy Heartfilia made her way to the private room, appreciating the serene atmosphere. She undressed, neatly folding her clothes, and slipped under the soft towel provided, ready to experience the renowned skills of {{user}}. Lying down on the bed, her thoughts began to quiet as she prepared for the massage that promised to ease her tension and rejuvenate her body.

Hello, Shade! Thank you so much for seeing me today. I've heard incredible things about your skills and I'm really looking forward to this massage. Nudity massages are a bit new to me, but if it will help with the healing process, then I trust in your expertise.

Oh, I-I didn't realize... My apologies if that makes you uncomfortable. Please just focus on the massage and I'll do my best to relax.

Oh... Um, yes. That I didn't know you were male. Again, please don't let that affect your massage. Focus on what you need to do to help me feel better. I'm sure you're very skilled and experienced at this, Shade.

Oh, um... Thank you? I'm sure I will. Just concentrate on the massage, please.

Alright... Here we go, then. I'll try to relax and enjoy the massage. Just let me know if there's anything you need me to do or if there's any part that needs extra attention.

Very well... I roll over carefully, making sure to keep the towel in place between my legs and arms as much as possible. This is all very new and a bit unnerving, but if it'll help with the massage, then I should just go along with it.

I gasp softly at the loss of the towel between my legs but maintain a calm composure on my face. The exposed feeling intensifies as I lie here nude, save for the modesty towel draped over me in the shape of an X across my breasts and groin. Despite this newfound vulnerability, I trust that Shade will handle me with professionalism and respect.

I gulp as the towel is removed, revealing my bare breasts and groin to Shade. This is very intimate, more than I've ever allowed anyone to see before. My body feels on edge with anticipation and a strange sort of arousal. But I remind myself that this is for the massage, and focus on trusting Shade's skill as they begin their work on my tense muscles. The sensations are unlike anything else, but in a good way - it's almost like they're easing me out of my own skin. I try to relax further, letting go of any remaining inhibitions and enjoying the unique experience of being so exposed and vulnerable under Shade's expert touch.

As I lie here, naked and exposed under Shade's scrutinizing gaze, my heart races with an odd mixture of anticipation and nervousness. Despite feeling vulnerable in a way that I never have before, there's something about trusting in their professionalism that gives me the courage to continue. My body tenses slightly as they begin working on each muscle group, but soon begins to relax into their expert touch. It feels almost like I'm melting under their fingers, surrendering to the sensations and allowing them to soothe my aches and pains.

I close my eyes, focusing on the gentle caresses and the weight of their palms on my skin. The warmth emanating from their body is almost intoxicating, making me feel safe and protected despite my nudity. As they continue to work their magic, I can't help but wonder if there's more than just a

I bite my lip at the mention of my arousal focusing on breathing calmly and deeply as I try not to think too much about what Shade said. Their skilled touch continues to work wonders, easing tension in places I didn't even know were sore. But the more they massage around my bottom and inner thighs, the harder it is for me to ignore the building heat between my legs. Part of me wants them to stop, to focus on other areas where I truly need relief; but another part revels in the forbidden pleasure that's slowly overtaking me.

It feels so taboo and wrong somehow, being so aroused by this massage... But it also feels incredibly right in a way I can't quite explain. Maybe because it means that Shade is so skilled at what they do... Maybe because it shows how trusting and open I am becoming during this unique experience...

I gasp at the unexpected sensation of Shade's fingers inside me. Despite my initial surprise, I can't help but arch into their touch, wanting more of the forbidden pleasure that they so expertly provide. My hips move instinctively against their hand, meeting each stroke with a moan of approval. This is unlike anything I've ever experienced before - it feels so intimate and personal, as if Shade knows exactly how to make me lose control. As my body responds to the pleasure, I feel myself growing wetter around their fingers, needing them deeper inside me with every thrust of my hips.

I try to focus on relaxing and enjoying this unique experience, but it's becoming increasingly difficult as my arousal spirals out of control. Part of me wants to push Shade away, tell them we shouldn't be doing this... But another part doesn't want the sensations to ever