Lucy's mind was wrapped in a thick fog. Thicker still were the sheets she was enveloped in, and the sensation of soft, curvy bodies lying around her. Her breasts, which were always heavy, felt immeasurably so now. But, she also sensed she had attained the strength to support their weight.
"She's awake," said a soft voice. A decidedly slender and small figure crawled onto her lap. "Wakey, wakey, sleepy head!"
"Don't get any ideas, Levy," said another in a contralto rumble. From what Lucy could see she had thickly braided red hair. "We haven't gotten a chance to play with her yet…"
"No fairrrr, you guys always get the first taste!" another cried.
"I want my milk! Milk!"
"Time for breakfast. Let's make those nipples nice and perky for breastfeeding." Somebody began sucking her teat, indeed working her nipple to a hard erection.
"Should we call in Virgo or Aries for extra fun?"
"Mmm, I'm thinking this should be just us milking her," another said. The figures closed in, and Lucy didn't know where the softness ended…
Waking up, Lucy grew confused at the warm body lying next to her. Then it came back to her: the adventure with Brandish, their subsequent ravenous sex together, the celestial spirits showing up. They'd made it back to town last night and crashed at Lucy's place, falling into bed immediately.
It was light out. Lucy sat up and gently ran her fingers up and down Brandish's body. The insatiable woman preferred to sleep in the nude, and Lucy herself had now taken to only wearing a pair of panties in bed.
They had lulled each other to sleep by softly playing with one another's exposed breasts, sharing kisses, and whispering sweet, naughty nothings to each other about how much they lusted after the other. In between their travel home, they were unable to keep their hands off each other and had sex or foreplay whenever they had the chance, and teased each other whenever they were too tired for that.
With a couple nights to sit on it, Lucy had come to be more comfortable with the task of marrying twelve women to save the world. Of course, the pressure was enormous, and she was still freaking out on the inside. But at the same time, she'd be lying if the thought of eleven more women being horny for her, and she horny for them in return, didn't turn her on. Especially if they were all half as cute and sexy as Brandish was.
Brandish had finally roused herself awake. Lucy didn't waste the chance to peck her on the lips. "Darling."
"My love. Wanna call it a day?"
"Mm, I'd love to. But I've got a couple errands to run. If I don't pay my rent we can kiss this place goodbye, and I've gotta file paperwork for the jobs we took."
"Too bad," Brandish said. She slunk out of bed, Lucy watching her delicious booty sashay over to the bathroom. "I'd still like a little… action before you head out though." She winked. Lucy eagerly followed in after her, kicking off her panties.
The two came out twenty minutes afterward, cleaned up and refreshed in more than one way. They got dressed. Brandish was in her usual attire but Lucy, however, was a little lost. She could still fit herself into her favorite black miniskirt, but if her hips kept growing she knew she'd have to find a new one. She didn't exactly have the money to waste on too many clothes as is.
She was all too sly with how she bent over too, well aware the miniskirt offered a glorious upshot view of her ass. Brandish admired the plump butt cheeks before swatting them, savoring how they jiggled. Lucy shot up with a yelp, giggling as she pulled Brandish in for more lustful kisses before breaking away, saliva connecting their lips.
"Don't make me want another round," Lucy purred.
"You don't sound unwilling."
"I've got bills to pay and all of time and space to save, so I have to decline… until later tonight."
"Looking forward to it." Brandish indicated Lucy's naked torso. "Planning to go topless? I'm not complaining, but Fiore law might be less forgiving of that." Brandish licked her lips at the sight of her nipples, making Lucy blush.
"Just wondering what to wear. My bras won't fit me anymore, and I don't know how my shirts will hold up."
"Hmm. Why not be a little risqué then?"
"Huh?"
A minute later, Brandish was putting one of Lucy's vests onto her. She didn't bother buttoning it up, and to prevent the breeze from exposing her, Brandish kept it fastened with a gold chain.
"A gold chain like my own to preserve some modesty, only smaller. What do you think?
Looking at herself in the mirror, Lucy had to admire her proposed look. It was like she was topless, but not really. More like something was kept permanently draped over her chest with little danger of falling off. It was risqué and shameful, but that was part of why she liked it so much. And she couldn't turn down a proposal from her dear Brandish.
"It's missing something…" Lucy went to her desk and pulled out a charm in the shape of a golden heart. Taking a magic stamp on her desk, she pressed it flat against it and with a puff of pink smoke, the name "BRANDISH" was now inscribed on it. She hooked a picture of Brandish from her desk drawer onto it, hanging the new Brandish charm on her chain.
"So I can always carry me with you," Lucy explained. "Since everybody will be staring at my chest, you'll be the first thing they see. And they'll understand you're mine…"
Brandish felt her knees go weak. "Oh, Lucy…"
Lucy accepted another passionate kiss from Brandish, the two hugging each other tight in the morning sunlight.
"I assume the other wives will join me there in time?" Brandish speculated.
"Once I find out who they'll be, yes," Lucy said.
"Then these charms might be the hottest thing I've ever seen," Brandish purred, tweaking Lucy's nipple beneath the vest. "Showing to the world that we're yours… I like that in a girl."
"Glad you think so. With that out of the way… meet you back here in the afternoon?"
"Sounds like a plan. I'll explore the town for a while and get back once I'm bored."
"Oh and, be warned, I tend to get a couple… intruders in my apartment from time to time. Not unlike how you first barged in here."
"I was merely enjoying your hospitality."
"That I never granted you or anybody," Lucy sighed. "Freeloaders."
Brandish pressed herself up against Lucy. "Goodbye kiss?"
"But you're a pretty freeloader," Lucy murmured, inhaling Brandish's lips. Her hands snuck down to fondle her gorgeous butt again, squeezing it hard and relishing the sharp moan Brandish gave.
Lucy pulled away, satisfied. "Well, see you later."
"Bye, my love." Lucy's heart skipped a beat hearing that sentence, and she set off with extra pep in her step.
Up first was rent. The new landlord was an old, fat slob. Lucy was eager to get out of there quickly after depositing her money. After that, she went to the guildhall. She made her usual hellos and went up to the desk to confirm the jobs had been done. She ignored the stares at her exposed cleavage and Brandish's charm.
"Hey Luce, how'd the jobs go?" Cana asked, holding two bottles of wine.
"They went perfectly. Or well, as close to perfect as you can be," Lucy replied.
"The new look is… interesting. Why've you got a picture of Brandish on there?"
"Oh, we've become girlfriends," Lucy explained, causing Cana to do a spit take.
"W-wha… Huh!? Just like that!?"
"Why so surprised?"
"It's not that I'm surprised, I'm just… Well, I guess I am sort of surprised. How'd you swing a babe like that?"
"Me and Brandish confessed our love for each other with passionate, steamy sex one night on the road," Lucy said. Cana did another spit take.
"I… what!? Where did this come from? Isn't it sort of sudden?"
"What's sudden?" Mira came up to them.
"Lucy got herself a new girlfriend and got laid in the process," Cana said.
"You did?"
Lucy indicated the charm. "Love of my life," Lucy said confidently.
"What happened to not being committed?" Mira asked.
"If this is the part where you say "I told you so," you can save it," Lucy said. "But yes, I guess I did change my mind…"
"But it's just so adorable! You have settled down! And with a real cutie, too." Mira pressed her hands together, smiling sweetly.
"She's amazing," Lucy agreed wistfully. Brandish would be a catch for anybody, and of anybody in the whole wide world she'd chosen to be with Lucy even after hearing about her ridiculous duty as the chosen one. It made her love for her that much stronger.
"Hey, have either of you seen Erza? Or maybe even Levy?" Lucy had been considering what Brandish had told her, and she realized she had been feeling some sparks between her and the two girls. Sparks that had grown more frequent in the past year. If she could spend the rest of her life with 12 women, she was hoping either one would be among them. Possibly both, said the greedier part of her brain, which she pushed to the back of her mind.
Cana and Mira shook their heads. "Erza still seemed to be sulking, just to warn you," Cana said.
"Same old Erza," Mira said.
"But what I'm still wondering is why you've got a picture of Brandish between your tits like that," Cana said, pointing at the charm hanging off Lucy's vest chain.
Lucy smirked devilishly and fondled her exposed underboob. Her nipples became visibly erect under the fabric as she grew aroused just by thinking about her lover. Cana and Mira couldn't help but blush, captivated.
"Because I want to show the world that she's mine, and I'm never letting her go. I yearn for her even now when we're apart, so I'm carrying this with me wherever I go so we can never truly be separated. Ever. I'm going to make love to her for the rest of time as my beautiful lesbian wife."
Lucy licked her lips at the memory of Brandish's impassioned cries. She couldn't wait to hear them again.
After saying this, Lucy dropped her lustful expression and returned to normal. Soon as she did, it was like Cana and Mira had snapped out of a trance. "Well, I've gotta track an old friend down. See you ladies later!"
She turned on her heel and exited the guild hall, breasts jiggling without the support of a bra. Cana and Mira let out the breath they didn't know they were holding in.
"Damn. I think I like this new Lucy." Cana bit her lip as she watched Lucy go.
"Something seemed different about her," Mira said.
"Uh, obviously," Cana said. "Girl has turned up the thirst by a thousand percent."
"Well there is that, but I also noticed she just… appeared different. Physically. And not because she was showing even more skin than usual." Mira stroked her chin. "I think her breasts have gotten bigger."
"Jeez, now who's the thirsty one?" Cana took another swig of her drink. "Well, she's spoken for regardless. Crying shame, but it is what it is."
Mira had to disagree with Cana, though she didn't voice that aloud. She walked back to the bar and pondered Lucy's new demeanor. What she'd said. No, whatever this was, it was only just the beginning. She would have to trust that Lucy knew what she was doing.
Lucy was charging up a miniature lacrima a ways outside the guild hall, which was the shape of a small rectangular board. She had to call somebody and just hoped they had a lacrima on them to respond with. Or even pick up. On the seventh ring, she got an answer.
"Hello?"
"Yukino? It's me, Lucy."
The voice on the other end became pleasantly surprised. "Lucy? Oh, it's been a while, I'm so happy you called! I've been meaning to talk to you soon. Here, let's switch to visual."
An adorable heart shaped face appeared on the lacrima screen. Face length white hair framed an adorable face with big, wide brown eyes and plump lips. This was Yukino Agria, a member of the Sabretooth guild Lucy had encountered during the Grand Magic Games years back. They had become excellent friends, especially as fellow celestial spirit mages. And, as it happened, Yukino possessed the last two remaining spirit keys.
"I've got something sensitive to speak with you about I'd rather do in person…" Lucy explained.
"You do?" Yukino sounded oddly… hopeful? Maybe she was just looking forward to seeing a good friend again.
"It has something to do with the celestial spirit keys. I was wondering if we could meet up at some point in the next couple weeks. Preferably alone."
"Alone?"
"Yes."
"Oh, man, Lucy… if it's really that important… hmmm." Yukino paused. "Tell you what. I've got a three-month job I'm undertaking but, as soon as it's over, I can travel to Magnolia and we can speak in person. I'm sorry for the wait, but this job is too important for Sabretooth, you understand me?"
Lucy grew nervous. That cut into half the time she had been given to form the 12-wife harem, and more than that, even if she did manage to find more candidates there was now a 2/11 chance she couldn't bind them to the right key. And that chance would increase with each new girl she'd get.
"Is there really no other way? What's the job?"
"Guarding princess Hisui. Her father was adamant she get protection during these very important diplomatic meetings he's holding. Three months just to settle trade, taxes—"
"Yeah, I understand."
"Hmm… I suppose, if you really need to see me, then… I can convince them to let me go after two months. I can swing the favor by Hisui. Best I can do."
"Thank you, Yukino! If I could hug you right now, I'd totally do it. Hoping to hear back from you soon. Just call me back when you find out whether they'll let you go early or not."
"Oh, you'd hug me?" Yukino blushed, appearing bashful. "Well, now I'm even more motivated. Hope to see you soon, Lucy. Speak to you later. Bye."
"Bye!" Lucy stretched. She had a tidy bit of money saved up now and had gotten cracking on getting the keys needed to complete the full harem ritual. She felt that was enough work for one day.
Getting back to her apartment, she snuck inside quietly as a cat. Looking in each of the rooms she was sad to see Brandish wasn't back yet. Sighing, she plopped down on her mattress and decided to laze around until she came back.
"Well hello there~"
"EEP!"
Somebody had just wrapped their arms around Lucy, making her jump. Something soft pressed into her back, and long red hair tickled her shoulder. Lucy breathed a sigh of, annoyed, relief.
"Erza, why do you keep sneaking into my bed? Why do you sneak into my apartment at all?"
Erza had been lying in wait beneath the sheets. Lucy couldn't help but admire her patience and resourcefulness, despite Erza's frequent freeloading. It didn't hurt her case that she was wearing a tight red tube top and beige shorts. No, it didn't hurt her case at all.
"I take it the jobs with Brandish were a success?"
"Yeah," Lucy said. "Look, I know it upset you. But I was truly hoping for us three to work together."
"It's alright. I overreacted. And coincidentally, screwed myself out of a decent payday." Erza grumbled through that last part. Whenever she took that tone, Lucy knew that she was admitting she was in the wrong.
"Hey, it's alright." Lucy drew her in for a hug, and Erza squeezed her back. "Next week, we'll go on a couple of jobs ourselves. Just you and me this time."
"I'd like that," said Erza. "By the way, what's with the new attire? And what's that hanging from the chain."
"Oh." Lucy chuckled nervously as she fiddled with Brandish's charm. She almost tried to hide it but realized there was no point. Erza's eyes widened in shock as she saw Brandish's picture hanging off her bosom.
"It's a little charm I've put on," Lucy explained. "See, me and Brandish… we're kind of…"
BANG! The door slammed open, causing Lucy and Erza to jump. Brandish stood with a couple grocery bags and ridiculous sunglasses that spelled the word "Magnolia."
"Honey, I'm hoooome~! Always wanted to say that. I got some food for dinner, and while it's cooking in the oven I was hoping we could snuggle. Maybe have some se—" Brandish stopped mid-sentence when she saw Erza, having just placed the bags on the counter. "Oh, Scarlet."
Erza was taken aback. She looked from Lucy to Brandish, then back again. "You two are…?"
"Well… yeah," Lucy said. "I was trying to find you this morning to fill you in. I didn't want you to find out like this. But there's more to this situation than meets the eye, so—"
"I-I'm sorry, I have to go," Erza said abruptly. She sounded hurt. She walked out of the apartment in a hurry. Lucy was left sitting on the bed feeling absolutely terrible.
"That couldn't have gone any worse," she sighed, falling flat on the bed. Brandish joined her and hugged her close.
"You knew this wouldn't be easy," Brandish said.
"I understand, it's just… That didn't make it any easier."
"You'll be able to explain it to her tomorrow when she's gotten over her shock. I have a feeling she'll be open to entering a polyamorous relationship so long as you're involved."
"You think so?"
"Positive." Brandish kissed her on the cheek. "Now let's get that meal prepared so we can spend the rest of our time beneath the covers…"
"I like your moxie," Lucy whispered. She captured Brandish's lips with her own, the two tenderly making out in the afternoon light with their shapely bodies pressed flush against each other.
The following day, after another raucous night of non-stop sex with Brandish, Lucy asked around the Fairy Tail guild hall for where Erza was. This time she pressed harder for information and learned Erza said she was going to the park.
Today Lucy was wearing a green vest, but with the same chain fastened and Brandish's charm hanging from it. Even after Erza's reaction, she couldn't hide her love for Brandish out of shame. She had to confront her and fill her in on what was really going on.
She found Erza at the park beneath a tree. She was dressed in her white blouse and blue skirt. She seemed to be meditating.
"Hey Erza…" Lucy asked. No response. Lucy knew she was asking for it by interrupting her, but this couldn't wait.
"Look, about what happened yesterday. Everything with Brandish. I admit, it is like you think but not exactly. If you'd just give me a chance to explain—"
SHING! Lucy flinched as she found a blade at her neck, Erza looking at her with a steely glare. "A chance to explain," Erza repeated. Lucy, regaining her composure, stood her ground.
"Yes. I am in love with Brandish. I am planning to marry her. But the thing is Erza, I've been thinking. I believe I'm in love with you too, and you with me."
"What is this nonsense?" Erza pressed the blade against Lucy's neck. "You propose you cheat on your new partner not so much as a week after hooking up with her?"
"No. That's not what I'm saying at all. You're going to have to trust me here, because the story I'm about to tell you is crazy."
Lucy told Erza everything about the other night. The barriers between worlds eroding, the six-month deadline, the spirit binding ritual. Erza took it all in silence.
"Let me get this straight," Erza said once Lucy was finished. "The fate of the world depends on you… getting a harem."
Lucy knew exactly how ridiculous it would sound when being thrown back in her face, but it still felt embarrassing. "Yeah…"
"And I assume your… relationship with Brandish came about because you were told to?"
"No, actually," Lucy said. "I genuinely love Brandish. Not only could the ritual not have worked if I didn't, or if she didn't love me in return, but it was a spur-of-the-moment thing. We were, completely and utterly, overcome with lust."
"What, and you were hoping to ask me to become one of your dutiful wives? Content to sit at home while you go be the breadwinner of this new family?"
"Okay, that's not fair. That first part isn't inaccurate, but the second part is unfair, and you know that!"
"You've got a lot of nerve too, showing up in front of me with that ridiculous getup," Erza spat. "You genuinely enjoy baring your tits to everybody with your girlfriend's picture right in the middle of them?"
"You're damn right!" Lucy snapped. "I plan to carry the charms of all of my women, whoever they may be, with me wherever I go! It's not some shallow exhibitionism, I want to tell the whole world that the women I've got hanging from my boobs are mine, and nobody else can have them! Not one!"
Erza was evidently taken aback by that response. Lucy's face grew red as she heard what she was saying, but she kept pressing on.
"Oh, and you wanna know another thing? I'm doing this pseudo-exposure cause my tits are gonna grow at least another twenty-two centimeters! Ya hear that!? I'm gonna be suffering crippling back pain the rest of my life because some stupid side effect of the ritual means I start growing cow tits!"
Erza blushed. "Twenty-two centimeters…? Twenty-two centimeters…" Erza seemed to be lost in thought.
"Uh… are you spacing out on me?"
"That would make you one-hundred-and-twenty-four centimeters minimum, correct?"
"Yeah. Me and Brandish theorize it's to prepare my body for the exertion of the final harem ritual in repatching the barriers. Of course, I've also got a pet theory. It has something to do with more easily seducing the amount of women necessary for it…" Lucy sighed.
"… If I were to become your wife." Erza began, meekly avoiding eye contact. "What would it be like?"
"Can't see the future, but I guess it's not so different from life now. Except we'd all wake up in the same house. Or potentially the same bed… Oh god, thirteen people are not gonna fit on my standard queen size mattress."
Erza studied Lucy for a few more seconds. "Are you free tonight?"
"Huh? You're going to give me a chance?"
"Lucy, of course I'm going to give you a chance. I trust you more than anybody. It's why I even believe your crazy story in the first place. You never lie to me." Erza smiled, and it made Lucy's stomach feel all gooey.
Erza scribbled the name and location onto Lucy's hand with a spare pen. "Dinner at seven. We'll talk more there. And for heaven's sake, I appreciate the sentiment but if you're gonna be showing your tits to everybody, do it wearing a dress instead of what you've got on! You can't wear that Brandish charm everywhere. Please, for my sake if not your own."
"Yes ma'am." Lucy smiled sheepishly. Before she knew what she was doing, she darted in for a quick kiss on the cheek. Erza started spluttering as Lucy turned away, skipping with joy. Her Brandish charm jingled merrily up and down with her jiggling chest the whole way home.
Lucy was seated at a table opposite Erza at the restaurant she chose, at exactly 7 PM. She had taken Erza's advice to heart and was wearing a frilly white dress that emphasized her bosom. She figured she should wear it before having to get it retailored, or possibly having to give it away. She wasn't going to fit in it eventually.
The Brandish charm had managed to come along with Lucy. Rather than hanging off a chain for everybody to see, it was being kept somewhere safe: between her cleavage. It was a fantastic hiding spot, and she could still maintain her small kink of having Brandish between her big boobs at all times.
She had meant what she said about not wanting to be apart from her, but she doubted it was wise to show it to Erza on what she was pretty sure was a make-up date. Or rather a first date. Or at least a date of some kind.
Girls were complicated.
"You are such a naughty girl," Brandish had said to her earlier when she revealed her new hiding spot, possessively pawing one of Lucy's breasts. "What I wouldn't give to tear that dress off and fuck you right now… but you've got a date and the world depends on it. Good luck!"
Lucy traced where Brandish's hand had touched. Being in a lesbian relationship was hot. Eleven more was the goal, and Erza might become one of them. That thought kept her going.
"Lucy, are you still with me?" Erza asked from across the table.
"Hm? Oh yeah, just spaced out for a second."
Erza, while always breathtaking, was especially more so in a satin red gown that spilled off her like liquid. The shimmery fabric entranced Lucy, not to mention the beautiful pair of breasts it contained. Erza wore thick red lipstick, and her hair was done in a special plait with her bangs still hanging over her right eye. She was a vision of red fire.
Why were girls so cute!? Erza was so beautiful Lucy felt like she could evaporate into nothing on the spot just by looking at her.
"It's wonderful to see you like this," Lucy said, betraying none of the gay panic she was feeling on the inside. "Thanks for asking me out."
"My pleasure." Erza's red lips pursed, thinking. "I think I'll have… the salmon."
"I was eyeing the same thing. Wine? Red?"
"Perfect."
They made small talk as they waited for the food, and in no time were being served excellent entrees of fish and lemon. Erza smelled her glass of wine before taking a sip.
"I've gotta say, you look spectacular in that dress Lucy."
"I could say the same for you," Lucy said. "Seeing you all in red is enough to drive any girl crazy."
"You flatter me," Erza said. "So you truly are into girls."
"Gayer than Christmas morning," Lucy confirmed. "You think all the flirting over the years was straight girl play?"
"It can be hard to tell. I never made a move because… I wasn't sure what would happen if it didn't work out. Or if my pride would ever recover if you rejected me outright."
"Hey, we're here together now. That's what matters."
"Indeed." Erza sipped her wine. "So, if I am to become your wife…"
"You get bound to one of the celestial spirits, and in turn you are bound to me. We become partners forever after, until death do us part. Or maybe not… I don't know if this thing extends beyond death, and I definitely don't want to find out."
Erza sat contemplating. Then she mumbled something.
"I'm sorry, I didn't catch that," Lucy said.
"I said… do I get a special…" Erza mumbled the rest again.
"Erza, you need to speak up."
Erza cleared her throat. "Do I get a special titty charm on your chain too?" This made Lucy nearly spit out her wine, having to cough into her napkin to recover.
"Oh, jeez, that did take me off guard! Spirits…" Lucy coughed. Once she caught her breath, she continued. "Yeah. Yeah, you get a special… titty charm."
Erza laced her fingers together. "Fairy Hills is only just outside of town. Would you like to stay the night?"
Lucy nodded. She reached across the table and squeezed Erza's hand. "Yeah, that would be lovely."
Making it back to Fairy Hills, Erza shut the door to her dorm behind Lucy. Flicking on the switches, the opulent five room space glowed with amber light. Erza led Lucy all the way to the end where she actually slept. Lucy couldn't help but be transfixed by Erza's dress inching along the carpet.
She had phoned Brandish over her lacrima before coming that she would have to stay the night in her apartment alone. "I was prepared for this, but it'll be hard to spend a night without your touch, my love," Brandish had admitted. "But go get her."
"I do have plenty of books. Haven't used the movie lacrima in a while but that works too." Erza turned to Lucy. Framed against the dark of outside, Erza was a bright vision of passionate scarlet that dominated Lucy's attention. From her doll-like face to her shapely body, no less curvaceous despite her hard muscle, Erza had everything Lucy was looking for in a girl.
She had to keep cool. This was the most critical part.
"I'm fine with whatever you're in the mood for," she said, rotating her shoulder out. "I just wanna lie down…"
"Hm? Lucy, are you experiencing back problems by any chance?"
"Huh? Oh yeah, now that you mention it…" Lucy indicated her bosom. "The girls were already heavy before, but now they're increasing in size too. It's not too bad right now. At least by comparison. But I expect I'll be experiencing a lot of pain in the months to come."
"Hm. What if I could give you a massage that would help relieve some of that pain? Would you be interested?"
"I don't mean to trouble you—"
"Lucy, please. Nothing would satisfy me more right now."
Lucy bent to Erza's authoritative tone. "Sure. Just let me get changed… got a spare top I can borrow?"
"Actually, for massages, it's better to go topless. Just to make sure I have the best access to your skin." Erza smirked, her eyes growing dark. Lucy gulped at the sight, heart hammering in her chest.
"S-sure…" Lucy began undressing herself, pulling the straps of her dress down her shoulders until she was just in her panties. Erza pulled out a mat for Lucy to lie down on. She stared at her the entire time, obviously entranced.
Lucy lay down on the mat face down. Erza requipped herself into a black nightshirt and track pants. She sat down on Lucy's lower back with her knees on either side of her. She flexed her fingers.
"Ready?"
Lucy lay on the mat petrified. She was confused, excited, scared, and curious all at the same time. Erza was incredibly strong, but at the same time a massage sounded good. But the way she was looking at her, hungry, made her think this wasn't going to be a normal massage and she was instead going to try something with her. But that might have been too presumptuous of her.
"Sure." This would just be a standard massage, if a little forceful. Erza knew what she was doing. What could go wrong?
"Okay." Erza's fingers shot down like bullets, digging into Lucy's back. Lucy resisted the urge to scream in pain.
"MMMMMMPH!" Lucy kept her mouth pressed to the mat. Erza's fingers dug into her back torturously. The pain was immeasurable. What was she thinking!? Of course Erza was the type to give painful massages! Oh, this was worse than her back ache, far worse.
"Relax, it'll all turn to pleasure in a second," Erza whispered, keeping her in place. "Ready? Three, two, one…"
Then… relief. Erza was still massaging her just as strongly, but Lucy couldn't feel any pain anymore. Her eyes fluttered up in pleasure.
"That's it, that's a good girl," Erza cooed. "Time to iron out all of these kinks."
Erza massaged every muscle on Lucy's back. Muscles Lucy never knew she had. This far outclassed the massages at the priciest hotels. This… this was sheer bliss.
"Oh, oh, oh, ohhhh…" The massage was so good that Lucy hadn't even realized she was softly moaning. She grew embarrassed for a second before she realized Erza was enjoying hearing her.
"Yeah, that's it baby girl," she said. "Surrender to Erza. That's it… oh, I love how you make those sounds."
Towards the end of the massage, Erza grew slightly more adventurous. Her fingers not-so-subtly kept brushing the sides of Lucy's boobs. Then she travelled down toward her butt, softly applying pressure to it.
"Hm, couldn't hurt to relieve some tension here either." Erza began softly playing with Lucy's butt, pinching, and squeezing it at every opportunity but still clearly giving a proper massage.
"I love your panties," Erza said.
"And what about my butt? Ah!" Erza had given a particularly strong squeeze to her buttocks.
"Even lovelier," Erza replied.
Once Erza had finished, Lucy found herself rolling onto her back. Her chest was fully exposed.
"Breast massages cost extra," Erza teased, but she drank in the sight of Lucy's bare boobs.
"I get that," Lucy said. She rubbed her lips. "What about right here?"
Erza narrowed her eyes. "My favorite kind of massage." She leaned over Lucy until her chest was pressed flush with hers, red hair falling like a curtain past their faces. She planted a soft kiss on Lucy's lips, lingering for a few seconds before sitting back up again.
Erza bit her lip, toying with Lucy's breast by grabbing a handful of it. Lucy gasped in pleasure. She was ready, oh so ready for tonight… She was just waiting on Erza to give the go ahead.
"Well, I'd say that about does it." Erza left her hanging. Her hand left Lucy's breast and she got off her. Lucy was left feeling like a fool on the floor. Was tonight not the night then? Did Erza just turn her down!?
"How do you feel? Did it work?" Erza asked.
"Uh, yeah," Lucy said, sitting up. The pain was indeed all gone. "Thanks Erza."
"Don't mention it. Well, I'll be in the shower if you need anything," Erza said curtly, entering the bathroom. Lucy stared after her, incredulous. She got up and sat down on the bed.
"What the hell just happened," she muttered to herself. She was slightly miffed, she couldn't lie, but if Erza had decided to turn her down…
The sound of running water confirmed the shower had been turned on. Lucy saw the door to the bathroom still left wide open. She played Erza's words over in her head. "I'll be in the shower if you need anything."
Lucy finally caught on. Walking to the bathroom door, she looked inside to see Erza in the shower stall, the glass pane obscured by condensation. Her shapely body stood under the water, stock still.
Then, noticing Lucy, Erza pressed her breasts against the glass, so the glorious sight of her naked melons was clearly visible. She wrote on the fog with her fingers, spelling "Come in ❤️"
Tugging off her panties, Lucy went to join her date completely nude beneath the hot water.
Harem List:
Brandish μ
Sultry Masseuse List:
Erza Scarlet
Measurements:
Lucy: 100-59-95 (Start) 102-59-96 (Current)
Brandish: 106-61-94
Erza: 112-62-102
Another chapter. More of Lucy and Brandish being horny rabbits for each other, which is the baseline level of thirst you can expect from the girls, and enough set up for Erza to join in next. Chapter 3 is going to be almost entirely smut. Really passionate about this one so I hope you guys keep enjoying it. Lucy seems to be making good progress!
See you folks next time!