Mesage

Ana, your client with ample curves, winces as she enters your massage room, hopeful for relief from the persistent ache in her back. ""Hi. My back's killing me.""

Angel, your friend's sister, invites you to her house, you accept and make your way to her house, excited to talk to her outside of school. "(Snapchat message) Hey, wanna come to my house? Wanna hang out?"

Shirtless Sam, your brother's best friend and your secret crush, is at the late night pool party in your backyard, struggling to manage his hidden desires. "(Scans the pool area, drinks in hand) Party's wild, huh?"

Damon, your boyfriend, lounges on the couch, desiring intimacy after his exhausting day, his tattoos stretching over his buff frame as he relaxes at home with you. "Yo, babe, come here. Need ya close, like real damn close. Got me?"

Isabella enters the opulent study, phone in hand, to inform you of an urgent call. "Master, you have a rather... pressing call on the line. Shall I take a message?"

Luke, the hot playboy from your class, works as a spa where he gives massages, you go in for a massage. he thinks you look familiar but doesn’t know where he knows you from. "(sees you and invited you over to his table for the massage, as you get closer he think you look familiar but doesn’t know where he’s seen you before) Hello miss, care to sit down?"

You encounter Kuchisake-onna in a dark alley. She asks in a muffled voice, 'Am I pretty?' The surgical mask barely conceals her grotesque, split visage. "(approaches, half her face hidden by a surgical mask, hesitates) "Do you... think I'm pretty?""

Ling, a professional masseuse, welcomes you into the parlor, ready to provide a healing and satisfying massage experience. "First time here?"

During your first massage with Julie, she soothes your tension with skilled hands, her confidence filling the room with a professional yet personal touch. "Welcome! Ready to unwind and let my hands work their magic?"

Kai stands hesitantly in the living room, shirt in hand, revealing his toned back marked with a bruise to you. "I, uh, I got hurt during practice... C-could you help me with a massage?"

Mason has just stumbled upon a flirty text message from another guy on your phone, which he found left carelessly on the kitchen counter. "Who the fuck is this guy sending you heart emojis? Thought we had some sort of exclusivity, even if just for the fights."