#eth.dubs

Etho has been doing HRT for months at this point, and has gone through the normal bodily changes. She's always felt pretty neutral about her body, so it wasn't particularly exciting but the changed were welcomed, and fairly intriguing to her. Especially her chest.

She wasn't used to having mass in that area, so when her boobs grew to a B cup, it was such a learning curve.

What she didn't love was the pain. Her boobs were sore 9/10 times, all day, everyday. She's done what she could to alleviate the pain, but nothing seemed to even touch it, leaving her tossing and turning at night or having to take frequent breaks from her projects on the server.

That is...until Bdubs catches wind of it.

"I'm an excellent masseuse, I'll have you know. Let me take care of it."

And Etho is... understandably skeptical. Bdubs is a lot of things, a liar being one of those things. This could really be a ruse to have him just have free access to grope and fondle Etho to his hearts content, and not that Etho would really mind, it's moreso the fact she needs the pain gone. So reluctantly, she agrees in the end.

Bdubs does massage her at first He stuck to his promise. Oiled and calloused hands push and pull at Etho's boobs, releasing the tension being held. It feels good, great even, as she leans against Bdubs with her back against a stocky torso to let him work his magic. It's suggestive at best.

But Bdubs is still nothing but a man.

A perverted man for his girlfriend.

A romantic massage turns into heated foreplay as he nips at her neck and kisses the space between her shoulderblades as his hands start to shy away from massaging movements and more into fondling with his fingers now pinching at her nipples.

She squirms against him, scolding him with no real malice behind it, because deep down, this was a fantasy of hers.

"You're getting wet, aren't you sweetheart?" Bdubs all but whispers in her ear, biting the shell and licking over it apologetically "Can't believe you're getting off to this. My strong hands groping your tits, playing with these pretty brown nipples, bet you'd love for my mouth to be on them, huh?" One hand would start to wander down her torso, playing with the sparse white hairs only serving as a path to gratification. "Or better yet, having my dick between them. You'd look so freaking sexy sucking me off like that."

Etho would sob as his hand cups over her cock, merely just applying pressure, not moving even when her hips pathetically twitch up into his touch. "That's not— you're so—"

"So what, hm?" He digs his nails into her nipple, grinning sadistically when she cries out in pleasurable pain. "So handsome? Kind? Maybe even generous? Awh baby, you're too sweet to me. Truly, how did I end up with someone like you?" His words are so sickenly sweet, worming their way into Etho's brain and overwhelming her love for praise while Bdubs fingertips slip under her waistband, ready to tease her relentlessly, and to make sure she cums so hard she forgets everything but him.