The Rise Of The Ero Masseuse System - Chapter 7

 

When I first heard Daniel telling me all about the System he had gotten that day, I laughed.

I mean, you have to, right?

That extremely serious Daniel, whose daily activity/hobby is to train his body daily and studies forever unless he has to go to his part-time job, that Daniel, has such a perverted sounding System. Hilarious.

Systems that are given out by the ‘Black Stele’ are supposed to be things that are tailor-made for the person that received them.

So when I heard Daniel’s System’s name, I thought, ‘It doesn’t match him at all!’

Daniel is one of the least perverted male friends that I know.

While a lot of my male friends I make always look down to where my boobs are or check my thighs quite often, even my boyfriend Tony isn’t an exception. Only Daniel always tries his best to look at me straight in the eyes. Even when I first met him.

It was the first year. I was just greeting my newly made classmates as I usually do whenever I join a new class.

Ever since I reached my growth spurt in middle school and my boobs grew bigger, what all the boys that I know would do is to look at them, first thing. They’re not even that big… let’s stop there, it makes me feel empty.

While not as big as some of my other friends, I have some pride that it has a good shape.

So as I was in the middle of greeting everyone, the boys, as always, looked at my chest. They tried to hide it, but I could tell. The girls too also took a glance at it only to later scan my body all over and then stare holes into my face. Their expression is something I know all too well.

I have an awareness that my looks are pretty well off.

I had my fair share of. ‘sharp’ words and ‘thorny’ attitudes from some of my female classmates and even from some of the upperclassmen when I was in middle school.

Their attitudes became even worse when they found out that I started to go out with Tony.

Middle school soccer team ace, good looks, and ‘cool’ personality. Tony was the top pick, high-class boyfriend a lot of the girls in my middle school wanted. Since becoming a couple after graduation, I received a ton of harassment from the other girls until I had finally left home to enroll in Raeparth’s Academy along with Tony.

At that time, I already felt tired of it. I didn’t want to have to experience that kind of thing again at Raeparth’s Academy as well. Continuing to receive those unpleasant stares, I became more and more alienated as time goes on. Is it going to be the same here as it was then?

That was when I had first made contact with Daniel.

I greeted him just like I did with the rest.

I was prepared for him to be just like the other and look at my boobs.

Well, he did, but not for long. I noticed he looked at them for a second only to look back onto my face and said ‘hi’ back.

It was a normal greeting. There was no sign of him trying to hold back from looking. Nor is he giving me unpleasant vibes from looking at my face.

Normal.

That’s how I was first interested in him.

As the school year progress, I kept greeting him every chance I got.

Just like before, he kept greeting me normally.

I had also begun to learn about the type of person that he is.

Serious, responsible, and his current goal for enrolling in Raeparth’s Academy is all for the sake of aiming to get into the College of Defense.

He also has this unintentional humor where he makes me laugh, even though he wasn’t trying to.

Before I knew it, we became close friends.

There had been many times I tried to tea—ahem, test Daniel to see if he really is any different. I casually lean towards him whenever we talk occasionally, when I ask him if we could share textbooks when I ‘forget’ we touch shoulders, there was even a time I pretended to fan myself with my skirt while sitting right in front of him. I wore spats underneath when I did this of course and no one else saw!

It wasn’t like he wasn’t ever interested. I could feel his stares whenever I do this. Sometimes whenever I felt like I went a bit too far, Daniel stares hard on either my chest or thighs before catching himself and forcefully turns himself the other way. I thought it was very cute of him. Honestly, at this point, I don’t mind if he looked at me a bit more.

Tony always tells me to cut ties with Daniel. He says that he is merely hiding a wolf’s personality behind his faade of seriousness.

He tells me that about every boy I talk to lately. But he reacts more intensely with Daniel than with any of the others.

Seems that he doesn’t like how close I am getting with Daniel.

I usually tried to think that my boyfriend’s jealousy is kind of cute, kind of like a puppy who needs attention. But, lately, I feel like I’m reaching my limit.

Tony….he is my first and only boyfriend. I was the one to confess to him when we had just graduated from middle school. When he had answered my feelings, I felt so happy I couldn’t sleep on the night right after from to much excitement. I had become the girlfriend of one of the most popular kids in my school. A teenage girl’s most common fantasy fulfilled.

At first, it was great. Tony was very nice and caring towards me. He treated me like his very own princess. To his friends, he praises me and says how lucky he was to have me as a girlfriend. It was embarrassing, but I also felt kind of glad.

However, this didn’t last forever.

I don’t know exactly when, but Tony had become more and more controlling over me as time went on. Who I am allowed to talk to, he is the one who decides. When and where I should go, he decides. This tendency became even worse once Tony received his own System.

I tried to go along with it. He was my first boyfriend. I didn’t want my first relationship to just sink like this. But there are still things I don’t allow him to have any control over me.

So, despite his protest, I continued being friends with Daniel. No matter what Tony says, my friendship with Daniel is something I cherish a lot.

So when Daniel showed how depressed he was about how he could possibly level up with his System, I felt like I needed to do something for him.

Then I remembered about my injury. I was currently forced to strict rest by my Captain in the Tae Kwon Do Club.

If I use my injury as an excuse for Daniel to massage it, I could use that chance to help him clear some of his conditions to level up.

So I told Daniel how I was willing to let him massage me at homeroom.

Now it is after school, I brought Daniel with me to one of the empty spaces behind the school.

It’s in a camera’s blind spot and barely anyone comes here. People could possibly peek from the windows, but since it is after school, it’s probably fine.

Besides, he is just gonna massage my leg for a bit. Nothing special about that.

Even when his massages don’t actually make me cum.I-I’ll masturbates just once while he massages me. Maybe that will count for his condition.

This is only for clearing his conditions. I’m telling the truth.

Even after coming all this way, it seems that Daniel having some second thoughts about this whole thing.

While unwillingly, I started to insult his virginity and abilities a bit. I even talked about how I had sex with Tony before.

I know that Daniel can get riled up whenever his abilities are being questioned. I don’t know how effective the other things I talked about are, though.

As long as I do this, even Daniel can’t back out even if he tried.

I had already made my decision to do this for him, I can’t have him bow out or my own ‘will’ will waver.

My gamble was a success, Daniel took the bait.

Daniel was looking at only air in front of him for a moment. It seems he is now buying his Skills. Unless through special means, no one else is able to see the window of your own System.

Once he finished, he turned to me and told me to be ready. I obliged.

Come, Daniel. No matter if you can’t do it, I’ll do my best!

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I was mistaken.

I underestimated what a perverted System can really do.

From the moment he first touched me, I knew this was not in the same dimension as any normal massage.

It was as if sparks of electricity flowed from his fingers into my body, directly stimulating my brain.

Every time he strokes my sprained ankle, what I felt wasn’t pain.

It was as if pleasure was forcefully overriding that part where I should have felt pain.

It felt way too good.

As Daniel continued to massage me, it is taking all of my will power just to control my own moans.

What is this? What the heck is this!?

I don’t know anything like this. I know not of anything close to this.

It wasn’t long before the act of holding in my own moans was too tiring.

Without a care in the world, I screamed in pleasure. Even if someone were to walk by now, I probably wouldn’t care.

I don’t even know when, but my right hand was already playing with my crotch over my skirt.

For all my buildup I did inside just so I would masturbate for Daniel’s sake, it was completely unnecessary. I even did it myself without hesitation.

That was when the time has finally come.

I was already on the verge this entire time. My mind couldn’t think straight. All I could think of is his hands that kept their gentle caress over my healing injury.

“Ahh…! W-wait.nghhwait a minute.ahnnI’m going to cum! Ahhhh, I’M CUMMINGGGGGG~!!!”

Ahhh I had actually orgasmed, spectacularly even.

This is so embarrassing. I don’t even orgasm like this when I… ‘play’ with myself. At the times I occasionally ‘play’ with myself, I was usually satisfied cumming once.

Even when I did with Tony… he could never ever make me feel like this.

….Hah!? What was I thinking to compare them like this? Stop this, let’s just stop this right now.

But… it was amazing.

“.So how do you feel now? Is your ankle okay?”

Ah! Oh yeah, my ankle sprain. I had forgotten all about it but it’s actually healed!?

“..haa.haaa..haaa… Y-yes. My ankles feel fine, actually. In fact, it seems it is perfectly healed. T-thank you.”

Not good. I can’t seem to look at Daniel’s face after all of that.

“I see. Now that your ankle is healed, now it’s my turn.”

“.Eh?”

What? Instantly looked over at Daniel in shock, forgetting my embarrassment.

“W-what do yo–?”

“You said I would help your ankle heal while you will help me level up. It’s only fair you reciprocate.”

“B-but… you already…” I weakly protested, but I knew it was in vain.

“It was for the sake of your healing. It doesn’t count.”

The look that Daniel had given me at that very moment, I will never forget it.

Daniel’s breathing was rough. His eyes were glued to my face like he normally does when we talk.

But an expression I have never seen on Daniel was on his face right now.

His normally calm eyes are now looking at me hot with desire.

My eyes slowly traveled down to his crotch, I was shocked to see that there was an obvious tent.

There is no mistake. Right now Daniel is currently in heat.

When Tony warned me about Daniel, I didn’t heed him. But I know what he said was right.

I’m going to be assaulted. Right here, right now.

The emotions I feeling at this moment, even I don’t understand.

While there is a ‘me’ who was afraid of what Daniel is going to do to me, there is another ‘me’ who is actually hoping for it.

What is wrong with me?

As I continue to both fear and anticipate what he was going to do to me, Daniel made an unusual move.

Eh? Why my feet? My ankles already healed. Don’t tell me Daniel has a foot fetish? For such a serious person like him to have such maniac-like fetishes.

While I continued to fall into a quagmire of delusions, Daniel once again grabbed my right foot.

The feeling of electricity once again passed through my nerves when he touched my foot, but not as strong. Was it because there is no more injury?

What is he planning on doing to my foot?

It didn’t take long for me to find out.

“Ahhh! Ahnn..ahnnn~—-”

This feeling.what?

The first thing I felt was Daniel massaging my big toe. With one hand, he gently holds my toe as put intermittent pressure using the thumb of his other hand. Each time he presses in it is as if my head is starting to float in the clouds. Soooo~ gooo~d…

Why is it that my head feels good when Daniel is massaging my foot? I don’t understand.

Daniel continues the massage, inching infinitesimally lower until he began pressing with both thumbs on the soles of my feet.

As he does so, it was as if the hot cloud of pleasure that filled my head all this while traveled down my body as well. From my head, the cloud reaches my neck. Down from the neck, now my chest feels good. I can feel my nipple becoming erect.

“Ahnn..ahhnn..mmmgh.aann.g-good.it feels so good!!”

Really, what is this? Why does my body feel good even though he is only massaging my foot?

“Ahnn.ahnn.more.do it moree~..AHHNnnn, Cumming!!”

Ah… I came again. It’s my second time. A climax that’s even stronger than the first.

I arched my back once again.

“Ahhhn, ahhnn, aHhhn…..again! I actually….!!”

Ahhh… how could this be possible? My erect nipple, sensitive due to Daniel’s massage, had rubbed the inside of my clothes as I arched my back. From the feeling of friction from the contact my clothes and nipples made, I had actually cummed again.

I immediately fell on my back again.

This is not good. It feels as though if I were to ever move again, my clothes will rub my now sensitive body and I will cum again.

I feel scared. Its as if my body that I have now is not my own. But at the same time, the other ‘me’ wishes for more.

As if answering that ‘me’, Daniel’s massage continues to assault my body. There is no one that can stop him now.