Makoto Getting A Massage

Makoto was just about to drain the water when she got the idea. A massage. While she wasn't a big fan of a stranger putting their hands on her body, it seemed worth it if it would help all the stress leave her.

Plus, if Ann and Haru can go get massages often then so could she. She let the water drain as she searched up nearby massage parlors on her map. There was a cheap one five minutes away that offered full body massages. She quickly signed up and answered a few questions. They wanted her name, birthday, type of massage she wanted, and a dozen more questions like that.

By the end, she had an appointment for 3pm the next day.

Luckily for her, there wasn't any school and her group of phantom thieves weren't planning on meeting up. She spent most of her time studying and texting her friends until she got the reminder on her phone. Quickly she headed over to the building. The outside could've looked better, but the inside looked surprisingly cozy. It even had a couch and a carpeted floor.

She paid in cash like the site asked. Half the money was paid up-front with Makoto being forced to pay the other half afterwards.

"Alrighty then, Makoto. Head to the third room on the left, strip down, and put your clothes into a basket on the table. After that, lay down on the bed-table thing in the middle. It'd be obvious what it is once your there," The secretary said.

"W-What do you mean get naked?" Makoto said, her face quickly becoming a lighter shade of her ruby eyes as she blushed.

"You know, get naked. Put on your birthday suit. That sorta thing. I wouldn't worry about it too much. I'm guessing you're a first timer here, huh? Well, most massage parlors like ours have the massagee get naked. Helps the oils sink in quicker, lets us provide more pressure on your bodies, and stops any of you from getting upset over having oil on your clothes. If you don't like it, you're welcome to leave. But trust me, we've seen more naked bodies here than there are porn stars online. Just think of us like doctors. They see people naked all the time and no one cares. Well, we do too. Only difference is that we massage people and help them leave satisfied."

Makoto still didn't like it... But she was at the massage parlor already and what the secretary said made sense. If they see naked bodies all the time then who cares if they see hers? To them, it'd be like seeing the same painting for the millionth time. By that point, it's not so special anymore.

"O-Okay then..." Makoto headed into the hall, missing the secretary's smirk, as she headed into the third room on the left. It looked how she imagined it would. A window with a curtain, closet in the corner, a table to lay down on in the center of the room... and a table to the side with a basket on it.

She gulped before looking around the room. She wasn't sure when someone would show up to massage her so she tried to be quick, searching the place for hidden cameras. It was unlikely that the place had any. It had good reviews online afterall. But, the fear of getting naked was enough to make her act a bit more cautious than usual.

After a few minutes, she found nothing and knew that she couldn't keep on stalling. It was either stay or leave. Even if she wasn't stressed out of her mind lately, leaving felt wrong. It felt like losing. She didn't want that. She wanted to control her destiny and take charge. Not miss an opportunity because of some embarrassment.

Her hands shook as she stripped down, quickly making a small pile of clothes on the floor before putting it into the basket. She made sure to put her panties on the bottom, that way the masseuse wouldn't get a peek at them if she walked past the basket.

Then, she finally laid down on the center table, putting her head through the hole at the top. It felt strangely relaxing. Despite that, she couldn't completely calm down. She was naked! And soon someone would walk in, see her like that, and start touching her...