Note: this is a futanari-themed chapter. If you're not into girls with penises, I'd recommend turning away and reading the other chapters.

She didn't know who was the person to bring the first spa house to Ionia, but gods, did she love that person.

Irelia had visited that place a few times before. After she'd trained for hours, after her back, legs and feet pulsed in aching torture, her thighs burning, her soles cramping even though her footwear was made for comfort, she'd go there and have her moment with the masseurs; have their skillful, heavy, precise hands and fingertips eliminating all the pain between her joints and on her sore muscles.

And that was where she was going now. The training on that day had been a bit less rough than usual; she could at least manage to walk without groaning as the involuntary scrunching of her toes sent cramps across her soles and calves.

Being in a somewhat high position in the town's hierarchy, Irelia had managed to reserve a room just for her. Without knocking, she entered the room and immediately stripped naked, grabbing a towel to wrap herself in so she could anxiously wait for her masseur to arrive. The relieve she felt upon stepping barefoot on the wooden floor was such that she moaned loudly, not bothering if someone outside could hear her… But certainly not expecting someone inside the room could hear her.

"That was the moanest moan I've ever heard."

Not caring about the fact that "moanest" wasn't even a word, Irelia turned around so quickly that her spine's tensioned joints cracked.

Akali stood there, behind the massage table. Her top clothes and mask worn her body as usual — but, from the waist down, nothing but green panties dared to cover her parts. Her bare, muscular and thick legs slid down towards the floor, where her bare feet with green toenails supported her weight.

Irelia blushed so violently it looked like she'd slapped her own face two thousand times on each cheek. "You were there?"

"Evidently."

"You saw… you saw me stripping…"

Akali shrugged. "You just came in and instantly got naked. What could I have done? I guess it's your fault for not noticing me here. I mean, I was literally standing behind this table."

Irelia's blushing got redder. "Fuck", she said, sighing. "You saw me naked…"

"It wasn't, by any means, an unpleasant sight, if you ask me…"

"I didn't ask!"

"Well, if it helps with your abnormal blushing, I didn't see your front."

"You still saw my butt…"

"One hell of a butt, if I may opine."

"You may not — ah, fuck it, let's just get this over with…"

"Get what over with?"

"You're my masseur, aren't you?"

"Oh, you mean that. Well, the masseur you hired fell down the stairs and broke two fingers, so he asked me to do his job for him. He gave me a book about massage techniques and asked me to flip through it so I could learn some stuff."

"And did you?"

"Maybe."

"You've never done a massage before, have you?" Irelia asked, annoyed, stopping her slow approach to the massage table. "I refuse to be touched by amateurish hands. You might as well just damage my spine and break my toes."

"Meh, there's no secret. It's just gentle rubbing and pressing. If it feels good, means I'm doing it right."

"That's not how massages work, Akali."

The assassin clicked her tongue. "Just stop blabbering and lie down already. The only payment I demand is for you to massage me afterwards."

Irelia exhaled and nodded in defeat. She ran her beautiful legs over the white leather of the massage table's surface before lying on her belly, fitting her head in the hole at the limit of the table. "Just a footrub for you afterwards then, okay?"

"Fair enough."

Irelia whimpered. "Just do it."

"Don't let your dreams be dreams…"

"What?"

"Nothing." Akali gently untied the knot Irelia had made on the towel, loosening it. The white, furry fabric fell by the sides of the table, exposing her curvy, pale back. Her breasts were squeezed by her weight, nipples hid under the flesh… But something she failed to hide was right in the middle of her legs.

A smooth ballsack preceded Irelia's long extension of flesh and muscle. Good seven inches of a soft — soft, and yet so long — dick lay horizontally on the leather, in the middle of her thighs — almost as thick as Akali's unbeatable thigh thickness —, the pink head demarking its limit.

"You know," Akali said, rubbing lotion on her hands, "sometimes I forget you're a dickgirl."

"Holy shit, shut the fuck up." Even though her face was hidden, the assassin could feel her blushing again. "Don't make this more embarrassing than it already is…"

"There's no need to feel embarrassed, my beautiful Blade Dancer." Irelia's groan upon hearing that made Akali bit her lip to contain her laughter. "Please, see this as a compliment: your dick is as nice as your butt." Teasingly — and blatantly —, Akali grasped her butt cheeks and squeezed them hard.

Irelia whined and her member started to throb. "Ah… Cut that out, for fuck's sake…"

Akali chuckled and slid her hands across Irelia's back. Her thumbs glided sturdily upon her soft skin, from her lower back to her shoulder blades, circling them and returning to the starting point. The Blade Dancer moaned lowly; the assassin felt the vibration of her voice on her palms, still pressed against her back.

"That… Yes…"

"See? I don't need those stupid books to make you moan." Akali repeated the same motions — lower back, shoulder blades — several times before directing the massage to her hypertrophied trapezius. Its outlines, the way that that head of muscle bumped out between her shoulders and her neck… So, so gorgeous.

Akali heard a squeak coming from the leather. A brief gaze to the side revealed to her that Irelia's member was becoming fully erect, having grown, however, only about one and a half inch in comparison to when it was soft. The assassin drooled, swallowing her own saliva afterwards.

"Please", she heard Irelia begging, shyly. "Please, don't look at it…"

"At what?" Akali asked innocently, applying more strength to the massage. She began to move towards her left arm, rubbing her shoulder, then her biceps.

"You know what I mean", Irelia muttered.

"In fact, I don't. Could you clarify?"

"Damn you, Akali… My dick. Don't look at it."

"Oh," said the assassin, "you mean this?"

She touched the back of Irelia's penis with her fingertip, rubbing it to the base.

Irelia let out a squeak of pleasure, then a groan of anger. She lifted her torso up, leaning on her elbows, and looked at the masseur. "Can you not do that?"

The first thing Akali saw was her breasts, firm and big, now bare from her angle. Irelia didn't seem to notice. "Don't you like it?" the assassin said.

"I… I… Hm…" Irelia realized her boobs were loose, and wiggling, and visible. Blushing ten times more than what she'd blushed before, she lay down on her belly again and hid her face in the table's head hole. "Just… just keep going. On the massage, I mean, you pervert fuck."

"Okay, okay", Akali said, resuming the massage. She grabbed Irelia's delicate hand and began rubbing its soft, smooth palm, caressing her phalanges, pressing in-between her metacarpals. "Does this feel good? I truly have no idea what I'm doing."

"It's really good, ninja."

"I love it when you call me ninja", Akali said as she moved to the opposite side of the table to reach Irelia's other hand.

"I hate it when you open your mouth…"

"If I open my mouth to do some other specific tasks, I'm sure you'd end up loving it."

"Gods, shut up already…"

Giggling, the assassin finished with Irelia's right hand and went back to her lower back. She stopped there for a few seconds, fingers frozen on the curve of her spine. "I hereby request permission to professionally exert reflexological touching on your buttocks."

Irelia sighed. "Go for it."

"Hurray", Akali said, hands immediately grabbing Irelia's gorgeous butt cheeks and pressing on them. The flesh was extremely soft, but, upon the first spasm of pleasure, the Blade Dancer contracted the muscles of her butt and it became hard like steel before she relaxed them again. "I've never seen…"

"Shut up."

"Oh, c'mon, Irelia, please let me praise the celestial beauty of your ass."

Irelia exhaled and then hummed affirmatively.

"I, Akali, the Renegade Assassin, have never ever seen or touched a butt so perfect before. Irelia, your fucking ass — it's the most gorgeous thing I have ever laid eyes and hands on. I feel stratospherically thankful for having been granted the opportunity to freely touch it and look at it while it's devoid of any type of clothing."

"You're more than welcome."

Akali grabbed her buttocks and spread them. "Look at this. The perfection of this asshole. Holy fuck, Irelia… If only I had a cock, like you…"

"You'd do nothing with my asshole, probably."

"Can't I even give it a symbolic lick?"

"No."

"What if I say please?"

"No."

"Pretty please?"

"No."

"Come on, Irelia, your dick is raging hard; it's fucking dementedly insane because it needs to cum so much. It's blatant and obvious. Can you stop denying your body's needs already and let me please the shit out of you? Can you let me stroke and suck and ride this cock of yours until it bursts its milk all over me?"

Irelia fell silent; the only sound was Akali's moist hands rubbing and squeezing that amazing pair of buttocks. Her dick twitched and throbbed, having totally understood Akali's words, demanding its owner to accept them — and that went on for a long time.

Finally, after breathing heavily at least ten times, the Blade Dancer muttered, "Fine. But do my legs and feet first."

Akali's own excitement ardently blossomed inside her. Smiling uncontrollably, she moved to rub the back of Irelia's right thigh. "Alright, sweetie." Quickly, she went down her calf, her shin and her ankle, until she reached her rosy foot. "Oh, gods, now this is a cute little foot, ain't it?"

Irelia opened her mouth, but Akali's thumbs sinking into her soft sole sent her into a brief trance-like state of pleasure. In the end, no doubt was left: a hand massage felt nice, a back massage was heaven, but a foot massage — a foot massage was the epitome of excellence, the most pleasurable, non-sexual physical sensation one could feel. And Akali's thumbs working their way across her tensioned, cramped sole, outlining her heel and her arch, popping and stretching her toes, rubbing their underside… It felt so damn good that Irelia's cock spat out a drop of precum onto the leather.

"Oh, weak spot. Found it." Akali bent Irelia's knee and began to rub the top of her foot with her thumbs, still working her sole with her other fingers. "When you give me that footrub after we're done — yeah, I didn't forget that —, you'll find out it's my weak spot too. And you'll find out I moan as much as you do now."

Irelia didn't even know she was moaning. "Don't… stop", was the only thing she was able to say. "That feels perfect."

"Not as perfect as my blowjob will feel on you, I suppose." As a tease, just so she could have an idea of how the insides of her mouth felt, Akali licked the top of Irelia's foot and suckled on two her toes, tasting the mix of sweat and strawberry.

"Akali", Irelia groaned, pulling her foot from the assassin's grip. She turned around on the table, to her back, and tossed the towel away. Her cock pointed wrathfully towards the ceiling, palpitating like crazy. The Blade Dancer blushed, desperate for pleasure, desperate for Akali's touch, for her love. She sat up, the weight of her torso supported by her arm, and began stroking her cock. "Please. Please."

Akali stood still for a few seconds. Then she stripped from her mask, revealing a white, malicious grimace. She took too long to strip from her top, to the point that, when her breasts — shorter than Irelia's, with darker nipples, but just as gorgeous — were finally bare, Irelia caught herself saying, "Come at me already, for fuck's sake…" Then she shook her head. "Shit, look at what you've done to me…" Her shining blue eyes met Akali's auburn ones, and Irelia smiled, shyly. "You've just turned me into a horny slut, that's what you did."

Akali slowly climbed the table and kneeled on it, starting to crawl towards Irelia, even though there was barely no space for that. "I didn't turn you into anything. I just pulled the horny slut out of you." Her hand came flowing like smoke through the air; a delicate promise of pleasure at the edge of the powerful killing machine her muscular arm was.

Akali's hand stopped an inch away from Irelia's ever-throbbing dick, already soaked in precum, and stood there. Irelia clenched her teeth, groaning, "Cut that shit out…"

The assassin giggled, then finally gifted the Blade Dancer with her Lovefire Grasp.

Irelia's moan when that soft, tanned hand squeezed her hard flesh and began stroking it in earnest, its clasp tightening when reaching the head and loosening upon descending to the base, was nearly pitiful. Akali caught herself thinking how long had Irelia spent without receiving one single touch on there. It was a moan that, in case it was a word, would be finally. Her sapphire eyes were immediately concealed by her eyelids, which shut at the very second the stimulation started. Her head tilted back, hanging from the neck, which muscles could no longer support its weight. And, finally, her mouth — open wide, slobbering, moaning unstoppably.

"Oh…" Irelia gritted her teeth, turning her head to the other side. "Faster…"

Akali obeyed, speeding up. Her free hand brushed over Irelia's legs, its smooth skin, going back to her foot, rubbing it for a while, then returning to her cock, fondling its balls…

The assassin bent over and hungrily devoured it. Irelia screamed as Akali's plump lips enfolded her member, going as deep as she could while her hand still remained stroking her, her other one massaging her testicles… The tongue — the fucking tongue, holy fuck; swirling around the head, poking and scrubbing the frenulum; and the cheeks, their insides, wet and humid, tender and soft… The texture of her throat, its tightness, its smoothness…

"I… I can't, Akali… I... Good… So good… Ah, it's been… too long, I… I'm gonna… Don't stop… Don't you fucking stop…"

And with a grunt, then a scream, Irelia came.

Her mind dazed, slithered out of reality; the muscles responsible for the movement of her eyes exploded in a cramp as her eyes shot up as much as they could; tears of numbly indescribable pleasure burst out, descending across her cheeks, as her cock blasted sperm into Akali's heavenly mouth, spurting cum to the back of her throat; as Irelia held her head in place so strongly her fingers hurt, never even considering the possibility of thinking that mouth could move away from her member, always so stiff, and still throbbing — Irelia cried out in desire for more, for more of that everlasting sensation still spiraling inside her, coming from her groin, burning in her veins… She felt her sperm overflowing Akali's mouth and sliding down her own base, circling her ball sack, accumulating on her perineum…

Panting as much as Irelia was, Akali spat her cock out. It throbbed two more times and expelled two more drops of cum into the leather. The assassin swallowed all she could, tasting that long missed flavor, before slanting down again and licking off whichever remnants of cum that might still be there. Irelia drifted a bit back into reality and could now consciously enjoy it as the tip of Akali's tongue circled her perineum and butthole, poking its entrance, to which it twitched, then came back to her balls, lifting them up as the assassin brought them in her mouth and gently sucked on them too. And though now mindful, Irelia still couldn't stop moaning. At the pure sight of Akali doing that to her.

"This", muttered Akali against her balls, "is the biggest load I've ever seen being blown."

Irelia chuckled, or tried to. "Thank you, ninja…"

Akali laughed, then raised her head towards Irelia's and kissed her.

Irelia tasted her own flavor on the assassin's tongue as her own brawled against it, whirling around it. Their lips met, then spread, then met again — until Akali glided her mouth off Irelia's and went down her neck. She heard the Blade Dancer moan as she sucked on her skin, so close to her carotid, and brushed her teeth against it, making Irelia shiver… When Akali went back to her mouth, numerous suck marks painted the woman's neck, decorating the pale skin with purple and red. "You ready for round two?" the assassin purred against her mouth.

"Are you?" Irelia asked, kissing her with passion, hands going up to squeeze her round breasts. Akali did the same, both hands grasping Irelia's boobs and delighting themselves with their fullness and flawlessness.

"I still didn't have a round one", Akali answered. Her hands pushed Irelia's torso down, forcing her to her back. When the assassin mounted her, the Blade Dancer realized her panties were already gone, and her glistening pussy driveled love on top of her belly. "Remember", Akali said as she placed Irelia's tip on the entrance to her insides, "I said I was gonna stroke, suck and ride your cock. I still haven't done the last thing."

Irelia smiled, but her smile disappeared when Akali simply sat down on her.

They both yelled their ecstasy to the sky; the sensation of grubbing into the assassin's pussy, expanding its tight walls and sinking in it, was something Irelia would store in her memory forevermore. She'd barely penetrated her when Akali began to hop, and hop, and hop; up and down, in and out, up and down, in and out…

"Fuck", the assassin moaned, her head rolling around her shoulders. "Yes…"

"Mmm…" Irelia once more grabbed Akali's tits, to which the assassin held her hands, silently pleading for her to keep touching. "Oh, shit, Akali… So fucking tight…"

"So fucking big." Akali managed to open her eyes, dodging the dazedness that the pleasure forced her into. "You don't seem so crazy now", she said, still hopping and spinning her hips. "I'm guessing you like my mouth more, hm?"

"No, it's not that… Ah, fuck…" Irelia's hands moved out of Akali's breasts and held her large hips firmly. "I mean… I… Yeah, I have a weak… hah… a weak spot… for fellatio, but…"

"But?" Akali leaned and placed her hands on Irelia's chest, speeding up her pace, breathless. "Say it, love…"

"You pussy is phenomenal", Irelia panted, pushing herself up as much as Akali pushed her down. "And I'm going to cum again."

"Are you, now?" The assassin sped up even more, leaning on top of Irelia and hugging her as her hips frantically leaped and hopped and sprang, her pussy receiving the rigid, pale member then letting it go. "So am I, love…"

"To… Together?" Irelia embraced her strongly and kissed her again, moaning against her mouth. "Inside?"

"Together. Inside." Akali got even quicker, leaping and spinning, squeezing Irelia's flesh inside of her.

Their wheezing got louder, their breaths turned into howls and Akali's mouth gaped, dripping spit onto Irelia's chin. Irelia saw her eyes roll up while, down there, she felt Akali's pussy contract and get much, much tighter as the assassin's entire body got stiff. And this sudden, unexpected tightness was what made Irelia erupt inside her, groaning so hard her throat hurt, once more feeling that outstanding, stunning, orgasmical sensation she was now sure only Akali could make her feel.

Done cumming, Akali whined and dropped on top of Irelia, nearly hyperventilating. Her open, drooling mouth wettened the Blade Dancer's chest, to which she caressed the assassin's spiky, but soft, black hair. "That was so fucking good, ninja."

Akali raised her head and gave Irelia a long peck on the lips. "I think you might consider hiring a new masseur."

Irelia giggled. "You should start working here, then."

"I sure as hell will." Akali leaned back and sat down, then stretched her leg and pushed her foot against Irelia's chest. "Now, as you promised."

The woman grabbed that tanned foot and began rubbing it. Softer than she thought it'd be, and so, so sexy with those green toenails. "They're so cute", Irelia said, rubbing her sole as Akali moaned. "Your toes, with this emerald polish."

Akali grinned wickedly and pushed her other foot against Irelia's cock, compelling it against her groin, rubbing its underside with her toes. "Do you think so?"

Irelia moaned as she brought Akali's foot closer to her face and kissed it. "I think we're gonna spend a long time in this room, ninja."