Maid service
Anime Shrink Interactive
chapter 119
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"Anything I want, huh?" Robin asked, trying to understand the situation.
The woman nodded down at the boy wonder, her smile everpresent. "Just think of me as your personal maid for the next 8 minutes. So 'master', what do you want?"
"A few things," Robin answered, indicating he was willing to play along with her little roleplay. "First, I want some of the cherry cola from the fridge. All I had to drink so far today was some water."
"Easy enough. What else?"
"Your hands are very soft," Robin continued, this time his words fumbling as opposed to his direct demand for earlier. "Could you..."
"Yes?"
"I want a massage," he finally finished, his tone rather blunt. "And I want you to make it one I won't forget."
The ebony skinned giantess laughed at the request, but nodded. "OK, what else?"
"After you leave," Robin began, "I want half an hour alone. I have a lot to think about." His tone suggested neither joy nor anger, his intentions masked completely.
Vixen answered his request by pouring out the cola he wanted into a dish the same way Fire did earlier with the water. As he drank it up, her hands began to go to work.
"I'll give you your alone time," she calmly answered, "but a few more girls showed up, and they all want a turn with you."
Robin didn't answer, although Vixen didn't prod him for one, instead letting her fingers rub into his beaten muscles. "Ok then 'Master', just tell me how it feels."
"Good," the shrunken man replied, relaxing in her grip. "Keep going, a little more vigorous."
The fingers of the heroine prodded their way through every crevice of the shrunken boy's body, a smile finally forming on his face. If only he could stay that relaxed, she thought, then there wouldn't be a problem.
The entire time, Robin said nothing, choosing instead to enjoy the relief that the massage bought to his aching body. That was until she began to apply the same vigor to massaging his crotch, causing the boy to breathe heavily as the pressure built up.
"I knew you'd like it," Vixen cooed, to which Robin nodded approvingly. In no time at all, the boy came, and somewhat bewildered, he looked up at the smiling face of his 'maid'.
"Is there anything else I can do for you, 'master?"
The woman nodded down at the boy wonder, her smile everpresent. "Just think of me as your personal maid for the next 8 minutes. So 'master', what do you want?"
"A few things," Robin answered, indicating he was willing to play along with her little roleplay. "First, I want some of the cherry cola from the fridge. All I had to drink so far today was some water."
"Easy enough. What else?"
"Your hands are very soft," Robin continued, this time his words fumbling as opposed to his direct demand for earlier. "Could you..."
"Yes?"
"I want a massage," he finally finished, his tone rather blunt. "And I want you to make it one I won't forget."
The ebony skinned giantess laughed at the request, but nodded. "OK, what else?"
"After you leave," Robin began, "I want half an hour alone. I have a lot to think about." His tone suggested neither joy nor anger, his intentions masked completely.
Vixen answered his request by pouring out the cola he wanted into a dish the same way Fire did earlier with the water. As he drank it up, her hands began to go to work.
"I'll give you your alone time," she calmly answered, "but a few more girls showed up, and they all want a turn with you."
Robin didn't answer, although Vixen didn't prod him for one, instead letting her fingers rub into his beaten muscles. "Ok then 'Master', just tell me how it feels."
"Good," the shrunken man replied, relaxing in her grip. "Keep going, a little more vigorous."
The fingers of the heroine prodded their way through every crevice of the shrunken boy's body, a smile finally forming on his face. If only he could stay that relaxed, she thought, then there wouldn't be a problem.
The entire time, Robin said nothing, choosing instead to enjoy the relief that the massage bought to his aching body. That was until she began to apply the same vigor to massaging his crotch, causing the boy to breathe heavily as the pressure built up.
"I knew you'd like it," Vixen cooed, to which Robin nodded approvingly. In no time at all, the boy came, and somewhat bewildered, he looked up at the smiling face of his 'maid'.
"Is there anything else I can do for you, 'master?"
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March 13, 2025
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