Good Day

"Do you know what day it is today?" A woman suddenly called out to me on my way home. "

Today is November 12th... in other words, it's good (11) skin (12) day. " “Therefore, at our skincare salon, we are running a campaign that allows men to experience massage and sauna suit services that are usually only available to women, and for free. What do you think, brother?” Is it a solicitation for unscrupulous business practices? Nokoko is the type of person who is **** to buy expensive cosmetics. "No, I don't like that kind of thing..." "Of course, we don't ask you to buy anything. We just want our customers to relax and have beautiful skin." How about it? I'll do it, right?" She said as if she could see through my feelings of refusal. "...I understand, I'll do it. " She was pulled by the hand of a woman who smiled and led her into a beauty salon near her.

Through the lobby of the salon, you will be guided to a room where the treatment will be performed. In a room of about 6 tatami mats, there is a white bed that looks like a treatment table in a hospital.

"Then we will start with an oil massage, so please take off all your clothes and lie down on your back. " "Everything... does it include your underwear?" Embarrassing. However, I reluctantly took off her clothes because I felt as if the back of the woman who turned toward the wall was urging me to hurry up. I lay naked on the bed, and when I hid her crotch with a white towel placed beside me, the woman turned around as if she had guessed. "It looks like you're ready. Now, please enjoy the finest oil massage first." When I said that, I opened the lid of the bottle containing the transparent liquid, and after receiving it by hand, I came here. Sprinkle it on your body. I braced myself for the cold, but the warm, lukewarm, highly viscous liquid dripped onto my stomach, arms, and legs. I felt a slight tingling sensation, but was soon overwhelmed by the tickling sensation of the woman spreading the oil with her supple hands. The whole body becomes covered with oil. Her fingers and toes and back side are also slipped and rubbed all over. Arms and legs are smeared with oil using both hands as if they were being jerked off. She is about to get an erection involuntarily because of her comfort, but she desperately suppresses it with reason.

"I'll put it on my face too," she said as her oily hands crawled over her cheeks, the bridge of her nose, and around her eyes.

Now the only thing that is not oiled is her crotch area hidden by the towel.

"Then, I will prepare the sauna suit, so please wait for a while." After saying that, the woman left her room and left herself alone.

To be honest, at first I thought it was dubious, but I was **** to accept it, but now I'm glad I got it.

Her body was warmed by the effect of the oil, and her skin still remembered the woman's touch until just a moment ago, and she felt a smoldering comfort.

It's a pity that this can only be enjoyed today, but it's free, so it can't be helped.

As I was thinking about that, a woman entered the room again.

But she is startled by what she has.

"Sorry for the delay. This is our store's special sauna suit."

She said and lifted up what she was holding, but no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a "naked girl".

She is a girl who hangs her arms and legs loosely and stares into the void with empty eyes. However, she seems to be a sauna suit, as women say.

"Fufu, customer. Were you fascinated by how wonderful it was? This is your first time using the suit, so let's start with a brief explanation of the suit.

" Rotate it so that its back side is visible here. There was a slit running from the nape of her neck to just above the crack in her buttocks.

And when she stretched out her gap with both hands, there was a shock that far surpassed that of the girl outside of her.

"Here, there are biological tentacles on the inside of the suit that touches the customer's skin.

" It was as thick as a little finger, yes, exactly what women call "tentacles" were crowded together.

At that excessive grotesqueness, huh, a voice like a failure of a scream leaks out.

Some of it wriggles and crawls slimy over it, noticing the woman's hand opening her slit.

"How about it, it's very lively! This tentacle is the liver of this sauna suit, and it licks the skin of the wearer's whole body and scrapes off the waste. Of course, the sauna suit. That's why it

warms your body and makes you sweat out bad things, and it's also licked off together. is explained while showing

"However, as you can see, the suit covers the whole body, so you can't see that clean skin from the outside while wearing it. But don't worry, the outside of the suit is always clean and It has the appearance of beautiful, glossy, squishy, ​​bead-like skin, so you can show off your perfect skin even while wearing it." He said and turned it around again to show the front of the girl. Contrary to the hideousness inside her, with slightly curly chestnut brown hair that reaches her shoulders, round eyes, and moderately sized and well-shaped breasts, if you were actually walking in the city, you would fall in love with her. She looks so adorable.

Her skin is spotless and wrinkle-free, and her neck is devoid of any hair, reminiscent of a smooth, freshly peeled boiled egg. "I can spend the rest of my life surrounded by good skin that is suitable for this day. Is n't it wonderful?"

But it was a different story when she could put it on herself.

I didn't want to be covered in such disgusting tentacles and be turned into a girl even though I'm a man.

Besides, I feel like the woman just said something terrifying. "For the rest of my life"? Are you dressed like that?

Anyway, I have to refuse and run away from here. Thinking that, I tried to get up.

However, the body does not move.

Twitching and fingertips trembling slightly, all that's left is to move your gaze.

“Ah, the oil I applied to the customer just now contains an ingredient that relaxes the muscles. It also has moisturizing, heat-retaining, lubricating, and sexual-enhancing effects, but don't worry, I'll put everything on for you, so it 's fine." Then, the woman who once put the suit down removes the towel that was placed on my waist.

"I didn't apply it here, so I need to apply it all over my body in order to wear it."

When the oil touches her crotch son, she reacts twitchingly even though she does not intend to do so and gradually begins to get angry.

In such a state, a woman's hand reaches out and spreads oil on her crotch.

I don't touch her penis and run my fingers around her hips, buttocks and groin. She felt so good that she was already fully erect.

She stroked the towering stick with one hand and let go of her female hand.

“Now that I have finished applying the oil, shall I put on the suit?”

A woman's voice pulls the brain back into reality, wanting to be touched more.

Looking as hard as she can, her woman has her hips open on her girl's back and she's just about to put her feet in it. was.

After the feeling of Zupu, her gulps and the soles of her feet are wrapped in a squeaky sensation.

The thought that it was caused by those tentacles is very disgusting. Even though that should have been the case, she actually found herself feeling comfortable even with that snobbery.

I mentioned that the effect of the oil just now was to increase sexual sensation, so I wonder if it means that even things that are normally disgusting can be made to feel good.

While she was thinking so, her body was put inside the suit from her toes to her heels, her knees, and her thighs without hesitation.

Her girl's legs are fleshy, but much thinner than her own. Since she was wrapped in such a thing, naturally the tightening was also considerable.

In addition, her tentacles crawl around to fill the gaps and reinforce the tightening. Her tentacles lick each and every one of her toes.

In an instant, her legs were wrapped in something jerky.

Then next is crotch. The woman lifts her waist and pulls her suit up.

Her crotch is confined in the suit so that she sticks tightly. The penis is a little different from the others, it is stored as if it is sucked by something like a sucker. And then it was sucked up as it was, and was stored in a narrow, squeaky space.

In the middle of it, I thought I would ejaculate from my crotch, which was already stretched to Gingin, due to the excessive stimulation. However, she couldn't put it out because she was sucked up. Even if I can't get it out, the stimulation continues, so I ended up in a state where time was stopped in a state of stopping.

At the same time, something pushes into the butthole, and a large object is pressed between the penis and the butthole.

They seemed to be a part of the tentacles after all, and I could feel them wriggling even after they were pressed against me.

She groaned at the pleasure of her wrapping her lower body, but the woman continued wearing the suit regardless of that.

Her chest area is the same as before, and after lifting her torso, she drags her into the suit at once. She moves around her navel, her nipples, her armpits, and everything else as if the tentacles inside her suit had found prey.

Her arms are lifted one by one and she is lured into the suit. Her tentacles enter the sensitive area between her fingers. A tentacle licks the soft part of her elbow. Wrapped around her shoulders and stroked by her tentacles.

Now, the only thing missing is the head. Even if her body doesn't move, she stares at me, who is out of breath with pleasure, and smiles, then the woman gets to work on her finishing touches.

The suit is stretched in front of her face, and the tentacle hell inside is shown up close.

Her slit filled with her tentacles is getting closer and closer until her face is buried in the damp air.

She is squeezed into a tight space. Her tentacles push her head up as if guiding.

Jupuu……with a wet sound, the tentacles entered the mouth, nose, ears, and other holes. An object shaped like the mouth enters the mouth and penetrates deep into the throat. It is tightly wrapped in the shape of the tongue and gums. Naturally, there must be tiny tentacles growing on the parts that are touched, and the inside of the mouth is always wrapped in the feeling of being stroked by a very soft toothbrush.

It was the same with the nose and ears. Because the tentacles were in my ears, I could hear the wriggling sound of the tentacles day by day.

Clear parts of her eyes, which were probably the eyes of a girl from the outside, stuck to her eyes like contact lenses.

I was completely trapped in her suit from head to toe.

A woman rolls her body a little and carefully strokes her back.

Then the feeling that the wind had hit me disappeared, and the only sensations that I could feel completely on my body were the movement of the tentacles and the tightness of the suit.

The friction of the tentacles, the sealed space, and the response from the pleasant feeling brought my body slowly to heat.

"Oh, it's perfect, customer. From this moment on, your skin is getting better and better. And at the same time, you've already got perfect skin.

" Hold it in your hand and point your hand mirror at the end of your line of sight to see where it came from.

What was reflected there was not the girl's body stretched out to fit the man's body, but the exact same form of the girl that the woman was holding before dressing her.

The only thing that made her different from before was that her eyes were clearly facing her mirror, and her shoulders were moving up and down as she breathed.

Her heart beats fast. I'm trapped in something outrageous right now.

If I don't tear this thing off right now, it will be a big deal.

Even if I think so, I can't move my body because I still can't get the effect of the oil.

"... It seems that the relaxation effect is still there, but today's treatment is over. I'm going to ask the customer to go home, but if it's like this, I won't be able to go outside." Give me. I wanted to say that, but I can only groan.

The woman laid herself down on the bed, she left her room once, and she came back in a moment with something.

“This is a service."

Then, with a towel, he wiped off the oils and juices that had dripped from her body—not her real body, but her suit—and quickly dressed her.

And when she puts on cute shoes that fit her body perfectly, she grabs her armpit and makes her stand on the ground.

"This customer is on his way home, so please take him home."

Then suddenly my weak body stood with its feet firmly on the ground.

And after bowing to the woman, he started walking on his own accord.

I tried to stop walking, thinking that the relaxation effect had worn off, but the feeling of weakness still persisted.

Then, is it the suit itself that covers this body that moves the body?

However, considering the tentacles wriggling inside, it wouldn't be strange for the suit itself to be 'alive'.

What was more of a problem was that she was about to be shown in public in the form of this girl, dressed in girl's clothes, without her suit being taken off.

She desperately tries to stop it, but she tries to stiffen her body so that she can't move.

However, as she sensed it, the tentacles inside her suddenly began to activate.

The whole body is stroked every day, and the sensitive places are tightened.

She loses her temper because of it, but the girl on the outside doesn't show any signs of it, she just walks away. She heard a voice behind her saying,

"I'll be waiting for you to visit us again." The direction her girl walks is definitely the direction of her home. She gradually moves away from the beauty treatment salon. She couldn't do anything about it, she could only be fucked by her tentacles inside the walking girl.

"Uh, fuuu!"

I returned to my home, an apartment for living alone, and as soon as I entered the room, I fell to my knees.

At that time, her voice was a cute girl's pant voice, but it wasn't a situation to worry about that.

On the way back, she was able to move her body somewhat inside her suit, as if her relaxation effect wore off.

However, she couldn't stop her girl's movements, and she just kept getting her whole body licked by her tentacles.

She wanted the people she passed by to notice that there was a person inside the girl with the sound of the tentacles that were making a lascivious sound every day, but the sound was not leaking outside. No one noticed her.

Everyone probably saw her as just a girl on her way home.

How did she know that her suit had led her to her home, and after going through her front door and closing her door, her freedom had finally returned.

However, the **** of her tentacles continued unabated.

With her body trembling with fear at her pleasure, she quickly undresses to get out of this suit.

She says, "Hey!"

But suddenly, her voice leaks into another sensation she hadn't felt before.

As her clothes rub against the girl's skin, she feels a tingling sensation, as if being tickled by the tip of her broomstick, running everywhere it rubs.

She's definitely wearing a suit now, and there shouldn't be a single place where her natural skin is exposed, but I can feel her clothes rubbing against each other.

And her tentacle where I felt it, strengthened her movement for a moment.

Even taking off her clothes is filled with pleasure and slow progress.

Even so, I managed to unfasten the shoulder straps of my jumper skirt, take off my skirt, unbutton my blouse and take it off.

I took off the sports bra while enduring the rubbing against my nipples, took off the tights that covered my legs with difficulty, and finally took off my pants violently.

Even though he was out of breath just by taking off his clothes, he stretched out his hand to the slit in the suit on his back.

At first glance, it felt like it was just a girl's skin, but when I touched it carefully, I noticed that there were thin streaks running through the gaps.

In order to open it, I put both hands behind her back and pulled the skin with all my might.

However, the gaps that mesh tightly show no signs of opening.

Rather, by touching her skin, the tentacles on her back wriggled, giving her a pleasant feeling that echoed down her spine.

Then it doesn't have to be on your back. You just have to cut open somewhere else and escape.

With that in mind, I grabbed the scissors that were nearby, pulled out the skin on my belly that seemed to be the easiest to stretch, and cut it carefully so as not to cut myself.

The blade closes completely with the feeling of Kuni. The scissors had gaps between the blades, as if they were trying to cut something thick, and the girl's skin was caught there without being damaged.

When I opened the scissors, it returned to its original state as if nothing had happened.

"Uwaaaaaaaa!"

Half frantic, he tried to cut himself with scissors over and over again. If that doesn't work, try stabbing with the blade open.

In the end, I threw out my scissors and tried to tear it apart with both hands, but no matter what I did, I couldn't tear the suit, and it didn't even leave a mark.

And even at this moment when I was doing that, the tentacles continued to wriggle.

It was the limit of my patience.

Anyway, trying to calm down once, she reached out her hand to the crotch line of the girl's childish impression.

The girl's body, which had been gratified by her stimulation when she took off her clothes and when she tried to tear off her skin, was already dripping wet.

She doesn't care about it, she just thinks about suppressing this pleasure, and instinctively sticks her finger into the vagina that has been burning hot since she got home. and rubbed against her inner wall. "I, giiiiiii!" Pleasant sensation as if gouging the inside of her lower abdomen.

Of course, as a man, such feelings were unknown to me.

It seemed that he would climax in no time at an intensity that was different from his usual pleasure.

However, just one more step away, the degree of pleasure drops.

"Ha, ah, higu...!"

I thought that was stupid, but without stopping rubbing my fingers, I headed for the climax again.

However, in the same way, the heat goes down just before, and I can't climax, and only the pleasure that I can't release is accumulating.

"What, de...!"

Then change the part to be stimulated. I take one hand of his to the bulging tip nipple of his chest and finger it reluctantly. A gradual pleasure seemed to overflow from the depths of his chest.

The other hand picks up the clitoris slightly above the female genitalia and handles it. The original man's penis sucked by the sucker tentacle is also stimulated in conjunction with the movement, and the usual pre-ejaculation pleasure is amplified.

However, just as before, something stopped the pleasure just before the explosion. “

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

You can't control your own pleasure. I was going insane.

But the tentacles just **** me like that. Continue the exquisite **** that sways back and forth just before the climax.

Even though he knew he could never reach that state, he could only touch the girl's body.

I slumbered in the pleasure of the tentacles and occasionally woke up with a strong stimulus.

Even after that, it was a hell of pleasure in a hot and humid suit, but strangely, I didn't see any fatigue, and my mind was frighteningly clear.

The only way to take it off is to go to that esthetic salon. Realizing that, I slowly stood up.

Then, just like when I returned from the beauty treatment salon, my body began to move on its own, and I put on the girl's clothes that I had taken off and scattered around.

Cover her wet crotch with her pants as it is. She quickly gets damp and wet, but her body wears on regardless.

After wearing her whole body, she looks the same as yesterday, but the smell of meth wafts from her limbs.

The inner thighs of her white tights were wet from the love juice that spilled out of her pants, as if she had been peeing.

There the freedom of her body is restored. In other words, I guess it means that you can go to the esthetic on your own.

Even though I was dizzy, I started walking while holding down her body, which occasionally jumped at her pleasure, aiming for yesterday's beauty treatment.

Unlike yesterday, I noticed that the strange appearance turned to passers-by and whispered to each other, but that didn't matter anymore. However, at that time, I was only thinking about going to a beauty salon and having this suit removed.

Luckily, I was able to reach the beauty salon without being called out to by anyone and without being notified.

There wasn't even a trace of that esthetic there...it wasn't like that, it existed in the same state as yesterday.

He made up his mind and stepped into the beauty salon again. At the front desk was the same woman who had the treatment yesterday. "Oh, customer. Are you coming to the store again today?" Anyway, she has to take it off. I want you to take off this suit. I should have said so. "I'd like a 3-hour sexual development massage, please. " Reddened by her despair, the woman took her own hand and, smiling, once again welcomed her little girl into her yesterday's surgery room.