Day 2- Morning

When the first cracks of dawn finally peek through the window, Samus rolls out of bed, ready to begin the new day. Luckily for her, Hugh seems **** to wake up, something which she attributes to him being a lazy slob, though the truth was that he had not slept much last night either given how much he’d enjoyed touching Samus’s body.

She prepares herself a light breakfast using the leftover vegetables before heading out to work on repairs for her ship. On her way back into the village, she spots a small wooden house with a sign saying: Masseuse. Free trial session available!

A massage parlor in a town like this? Interesting. I wonder if I should try it out. My neck is aching after my poor sleep last night. Worst case I could at least catch some shut eye during the massage.

Content with her decision, Samus heads over to the shop. She pushes open the door to reveal a pleasantly lit waiting room with a vacant reception desk.

“Hello?” She calls out and there's a rustle as a curtain behind the desk is pulled aside.

“Can I help you?” A burly man emerges from the backroom.

Like all the villagers Samus has seen so far, the man is overweight and unattractive, though his arms are considerably thicker, perhaps due to the workout they get from massaging. He adjusts his masseuse gown that barely fits around his belly, the off-white cloth stained with dark splotches. A crooked nametag hangs off his lapel with the name Jack Hoff scribbled on it.

“Uhm, I would like to get a massage please?” Samus says, trying to hold back her revulsion.

I’m pretty sure his outfit is supposed to be white, just what did he do to give it that sickly yellowish tinge. I want to leave but it’d be impolite to leave him hanging. It looks like I’m the first customer he’s had in a while.

“Ah! I see. Welcome!” His face lights up in joy, though with how ugly his mug is, calling it a grimace would be more exact. “Please, get changed in the room there and lie on the bed. I’ll be along shortly.” He gestures to another curtained area.

Finding it too late to back out, Samus is left with **** but to follow his instructions. Surprisingly, the place is much cleaner than she expects. There’s a pleasant floral scent in the massage room and at least the sheets looked clean. However, her next problem soon presents itself.

No way! There’s only a pair of thin paper panties here? Am I supposed to wear that? I mean, it is normal for a massage I suppose… But he’s a guy! No no, am I overthinking it? There’s only men in this village after all.

Despite her misgivings, the bounty hunter still finds herself stripping and changing into the scant outfit provided, much to the delight of the masseuse who was peeking at her through a small hole in the wall.

“Goddamn! What a babe! This is so much better than the photos.” He palmed his erection through his gown as he watched her DDs bounce free as the clueless blond doffed her zero suit.

Jack nearly came there and then when Samus bent over, giving him a perfect view of her full, heart-shaped rump framing her hairless twat and winking bumhole.

“So hot!” He panted as she shimmied into the panties before laying face down on the massage bed. “Dammit, she’s already done.” Slightly upset that his peek show ended so quickly, Jack readjusts his attire before entering the room.

“So Miss, where are you feeling tension or pain?” Jack asks, trying to sound like a suave hunk but ends up sounding like an oily salesman instead.

“Hmm, my shoulders? And back I guess.” Samus hums thoughtfully as she relaxes.

Mhmm. This flowery scent is so good. It makes me feel like I’m floating.

‘Figures given those giant funbags on her chest.’ Jack thinks. ‘Looks like my hypnotic aromatherapy is kicking in though. Time to have some fun.’

Forgoing his usual gloves as he desired to feel her naked skin, he squeezed a generous helping of warm oil onto Samus’s bare back, his dick twitching when she giggled at the sensation. What got his boner back in full strength however, was the sensual moan Samus let out when he placed his hands on her shoulders and squeezed.

‘How can she be so sexy and cute at the same time? Dammit! I really wanna fuck her!’ Jack’s cock tents lewdly through his gown, just inches from her head, but with Samus facing downwards, she had no way of knowing what was happening.

Jack decides to spend a few more minutes giving her a proper massage, hoping to let her fall deeper into a trance. Besides, it was not like the view was any less erotic. From her perky buttocks to her sizable breasts ballooning out from her sides, there wasn’t any part of Samus that he found unattractive. Her skin was smooth and supple under his rough, callused fingers, a testament to her youth. It should be downright illegal for such an ugly, perverted man like Jack to lay his hands on such a beauty and yet here he was, sliding his grubby paws all over her svelte, nubile form without even a hint of protest.

Reaching his limit, Jack is now faced with a choice. He could choose to massage her front and get a chance to maul her sweet tits, or keep her face down and fondle her ass. What does he opt for?