Glowing Touch Massage


By Levia_neo



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The work below is a story of fiction, THIS is the disclaimer. If your under
21, or whatever the legal age is for you to read fictional adult-themed stories,
don’t do it. Then again, this is the INTERNET, and if you can find a way to
hide it, well, I can’t stop you. Just know, I hold no responsibilities if you get
caught. The Overflowing Bra also holds no responsibilities.
This being said(out of requirement,) Enjoy.
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	"I'm sorry, we just don't have any walk in spots available today." I turned around and headed for the door.
"ugh, thanks anyways." This was the third massage place I had been to today. 
All three times I got the same answer. 'We don't have any open spots.' Ugh. Why today? The one day that everything seemed so stressful and tough. Moving earlier was a hassle, even if it was just down the road. My roommates have a lot of heavy things. Not to mention we couldn't afford a moving company, not with 5 people's things to move. So we had to pitch in and help. -Sigh- My back was killing me. Not to mention my arms were sore from all the lifting. I'm going to punch Jason, one of two guy roommates I have, the next time he calls me weak. Its not my fault I'm a girl! Sighing again, I pulled my phone out of my bag to text Jaz, my best friend and awesome roomie. 
'Ugh, another one denied. How hard is it to get a good massage nowadays?'
I really don't like txtspeak. This is English, not..not-English. Jaz used to text like a teenager, until I persuaded her with my longer texts, and 'ignorance' as to what she was saying. Putting my phone back in my bag, I walked to the food court and sat in a chair. It fealt good to be off my feet, but still not enough to cure the muscle cramps in my body. Figuring it was going to be a few minutes before I got a response from Jaz, I did what I loved to do the most at the mall,
boy hunting. Well... hunting really. Up until a year ago, I wasn't sure what I was. But an encounter with another of my roommates, Sam, changed all that. I won't go into details, but it involved liquor and an amazing shower at our old dorm. Needless to say, I realized I was, at least, Bi. I sighed yet again and took stock of the people around me. My watching was mainly one sided. Not surprising, really. I'm just a plane-Jane, shoulder length brown hair, no makeup, no curves. I was flat. I was slightly jealous of Jaz when she got her Cs. It was worse when Sam got her Ds. Here I was, 'little Miss A-cup.' My unfortunate nickname that stuck from high school onward. I didn't hear it much, and when I did, it was from the usual ex-cheerleaders that didn't have anything better to do with there lives than hang out at the mall and pick on people.
The slight buzzing and my ringtone from my purse pulled me from my thoughts. It was Jaz, so I picked up right away.
"Hey Jaz. Whats up?"
"Not much. Hey, Manda?" Jaz was the only one I let call me by that nickname, everyone else called me Amanda, out of fear.
"Hmm?"
"I know what can solve your massage problems."
I perked up a bit. This was just what I needed, Jaz always seemed to look out for me. Guess thats what best friends do eh?
"Really? Thats awesome. Alright, whatcha got?" I had taken to playing with my hair, twirling it around my fingers as I listened.
"Well....I heard about this new massage center that opened up not too long ago, really hard to get into."
"Hows that supposed to help? I need a massage NOW... my back is killing me Jaz."
She giggled. God that was a cute giggle. 
"I know, I know, let me get to the good part. Geesh. Anyways, I walked in to see how long it would take to get a friend in."
"Okay...." Did she actually get me a massage? If she did, oh my god, I would have to get her something amazing!
"The guy was really nice, told me that he had a 5pm scheduled that canceled. said he’d give me a discount if I re-scheduled."
"Well, what happened?" I was on the edge of my seat, not literally, my body hurt to much for that, but still, excited.
"I did it, your scheduled in 20 minutes. Its right around the corner from the mall, like a 5 minute walk from the food court."
Wow, she was good. She knew me well.
"Hey..... are you watching me?" I started to look around. It didn't take long to find her pink coat hiding behind a potted tree.
"noooooooo......" She giggled and I got up. I heard a click and the phone ended my call. I caught her.
Walking over I gave her a hug. "Jaz, your amazing. Thank you."
"Its no problem. But you should go now, you do only have 20 minutes to get there."
"What about you?"
"Eh, I'll be here when you get back. Oh, your going to 'feel like a new person'. I hear this place is really good."
"Mmmm. Okay, I'll be back in a little then. Thanks again Jaz." I gave her another hug and walked in the direction she pointed.
It didn't take me long to get to the shiny new building.

	There was a ding as I opened the door and walked in. The reception area was warm and nice looking. There was a cute guy
at the front desk. I'm guessing this is who Jaz talked to.
"Hi there. welcome to Glowing Touch Massage Spa, My name is Tom, how can I help you?" Mmmm, he even sounded nice.
"Hi. My friend was in here earlier, she said she re-scheduled a canceled appointment for me?"
"Oh! You must be Amanda. Yes, your friend Jasmine said you were looking for a very good massage."
"Mhm. My back, no, my whole body is killing me."
He nodded. "Ah, well your friend told me you were moving."
"Yeah, we had too much stuff to move."
"I understand. Well, before I begin, I'm going to explain a little bit about our little shop here. Really its just our slogan."
"Alright then, lets hear what you've got." I gave a little giggle.
"I didn't write this." He whispered. "We here at glowing touch, offer a remarkable massage. After your done with our patented
massage chair, and the wonderful hands of our skilled masseuse, you'll feal like a new person."
I hmmd. "Sounds kind of cheezy." I giggled again. The look on his face told me everything.
"I know, but the boss has me say it. If you want, I have everything all set up in the back." He gestured to the closed door to my left.
"Mhm, I've been wanting this massage all day." I got to my feet and walked close behind him.
The back room was more like a doctors office, there was a hallway and a bunch of doors lining the walls. Most of them were open and dark
inside.
"Well, your in luck." He said. "I'm the last masseuse here, and your the last one scheduled." The first door on my right was lit, he gestured
me inside.
"The boss is still here, just to 'make sure we don't do anything to our clients'" It sounded like he practiced that line, or was forced to say it.
Walking inside, I saw an odd chair. It had a place for me to sit, but instead of a back, there was a head rest in front of the seat. Clearly it was designed to take stress of your back, and cradle your body.
"Well, the previous client, had our special custom 'golden touch massage' Seeing as your just replacing her, I didn't bother to switch the machine."
He leaned in close and added, "Don't tell my boss, but I don't know how to change it. I mean would you?" I followed his finger, the machine controls looked like a telephone operator's booth. So many wires and buttons. Geesh.
"I can see why it would be hard." I giggled. Something about this man set me at ease. 
"Alright, now, heres the only awkward part, I'm going to step out of the room, so you can take your clothing off. It’s kind of hard to massage
someone with cloths on, and the machine doesn't work at all if you have them on either."
I blushed.
"Don't worry Amanda, I can't see anything when your sitting in the machine, Its designed with your privacy in mind. Honest." I was still beat red, but I nodded and he left the room.
Before he shut the door, he said, "Just call me when your ready."
The door shut and I started to nervously take my cloths off, just a shirt and my pants and underwear. No bra, I didn't have a need for it. I walked over to the chair and felt the seat, it was soft and smooth. Sort of like mesh. The head rest was the same. Under that was a tiny double curved bar. I wasn't sure what it was for, but I sat down anyways. It was amazing! The seat cushioned every curve of my bottom. I looked down and noticed Tom wasn't lying. The seat had a curve that cradled everything so it was hidden. It also felt nice pressing against everything down there, but I didn't let that get to me. Leaning forward, I rested my head on the rest, my back felt better, still sore, but the machine helped. Looking down I noticed the curved bar had a foil shield attached, it was a shield. So I WOULD be hidden. After realizing that, I was less nervous.
"Okay, I'm ready."
The door clicked behind me.
"Okay Amanda, lets get started. Now, to press the only button I know." It turned out that was the power switch. We both giggled at that.
I let out a slight 'oh!' when the foil shield touched my chest. It was kind of cold.
"Sorry about that, it's a bit cold at first." He opened a few cupboards behind me and set a few bottles on a table next to the machine. The chair started
to hum a little as a slight pulsation started in my neck.
"Okay, now the machine is going to get the parts that I can't. Well, the front of you. I'm going to start on your shoulders."
I felt a bit of warm on my back, it smelled like peppermint.
"oh!." I quickly relaxed when he started to work it in.
"Feel good?" I mmmmd in response. My shoulders were the second worse. "Alright, now, just listen to me, I'm going to tell you where I'm massaging."
"Mmmmmkkkkk...." I was relaxing fast. Thinking back, it had to have been something in the massage oil.
"Okay Amanda, I'm starting on your neck now." As he started to rub, my thoughts got fuzzy.
The fuzzy feeling turned into a sort of electric feeling in my front and in the seat.
Tom said something, but I couldn't make out what he said. I responded anyways with another mmmm of relaxation.
I was gone, I could feel the machine working on me from the front, and Tom's hands on my back, but I was so relaxed.
A tiny little bit of me was still paying attention to the machine. The tingling had turned into a slight vibration and a pins-and-needles feeling.
The thing is, it wasn't uncomfortable, quite the opposite. I was alarmed to notice, but too relaxed to care, I was getting turned on. It wasn't anything
strong, but gradually, I felt myself get hotter. Again, Tom said something, and again I simply mumbled a 'mmm.' I was too far gone, and paying more attention to the tingly horny feeling in my lower half to really hear him. I heard another strange noise from the machine and an electric tingle shot trough my chest. Even with as out of it as I was, I ground my crotch into the 
seat.If I was horny before, this was something else. The current seemed to settle on my nipples. It wasn't long after that they started to get hard. But something wasn't right. My tiny nubs felt strange, like they were growing. The more the tingling went into them, the bigger they seemed to get. If I were fully conscious, I would notice the dampness in my crotch begin to leak into the chair, making it slick. The tingling in my nipples went on
for what seemed like minutes. By now, I could feel a throbbing in them, it even felt like the now warm cover was pressing against more of my nipples.
Tim's hands were on my shoulder blades now, and the machine seemed to mimic his location with tingling.
"mmmmfeeelsgoood.' I could barely make out what I was saying. My crotch was sliding against the seat when he pushed on my back. I still didn't miss when the machine made another buzz. This time, the tingling electricity shot into my breasts. Good thing the seat was absorbant. I felt a slight gush of fluids squirt from my crotch when the shock hit me. I was lost after that. Not just to the relaxation, but to the pleasure of the machines buzzing. The tingling in my chest got stronger and I felt a slight throbbing behind my nipples. I wasn't expecting what I felt next. My chest felt like it was expanding, but this was different. The machine was sending waves of energy. Each time a wave hit my chest, I felt heavier, and fuller. After ten waves or so, I could feal the tingling on a rather larger area of my chest than before. To top that off, My chest felt like it was being cradled by a bar. Realizing this, I panicked, if you could call it that. The next burst of energy wiped that thought out of my mind, replaced with more feelings of growth behind my now rock hard nubs, and a gush of fluid from my now extremely damp pussy. I couldn't explain it, but it felt like my breasts were being squeezed by the foil like cover. ‘That isn't right,’ at least the back of my mind realized it. The foil could have easily fit DDs, but it felt as if it was squeezing my breasts more and more with each tingle. Two more bursts of electricity and the tingling dulled down. It didn't take long for Tom to move his hands down my back, working the relaxing oil into all my muscles.
	
	The machine wasn't done with the buzzing, as it started again, the shock filled my lower region. It traveled to my hips, butt, and most pleasurable to me, my now constantly dripping snatch. This time, it wasn't as strong of a change, but my ass felt as if it were covering more of the chair. Every time he pushed on my lower back, my ass would press more and more into the machine, grinding my pussy against them mesh cover. Even my pussy was starting to feel different. My clit seemed to be dragging against the fabric now, it also throbbed every time the machine pulsed. A few pulses later and my clit, which felt at least a half of an inch bigger than before, was pinned against the chair because of my now pillowy, but firm, ass. I wasn't expecting the next part. First, my head cleared a little. I could hear Tom in the background. Thats when I realized he wasn't massaging my back anymore. The machine was still tingling away, but it seemed to be concentrating on my pussy now. In my haze of pleasure, I heard Tom mention something about the machine. It took a lot to focus on him.
"Boss, I can't stop the machine, its giving her the Glowing treatment."
A pause, another tingle at my crotch, more fluids gushed onto the chair, now it was dripping down my legs. I still hadn't cum yet.
"Yes, I shut the eather fluid off, the machine still has some in the system." Pause, "It wasn't my choice to use the supernatural stuff."
More pulses, more pleasure, this time I felt something new. The chair was changing. Rather, the part in front of my swollen crotch was changing. The pulses were very direct, and starting to move. I ground my snatch against the char, only to feel it pushing at my crotch more. I was getting closer to an orgasm.
"Well, boss, remember the safety lock that keeps people from falling out of the chair?" Pause, "The machine won't disable it until it completes the cycle."
I was grinding my hips into the growing bulge harder and harder, each pulse sent the tingling further past my swollen lips. My head cleared a little bit more. The oil must wear off, I thought, or tried. The pulsing picked up a little as Tom mentioned something about speeding it up. My head was a bit foggy, but instead of the oil clouding my thoughts, the pleasure and horniness replaced it. I didn't care what the machine was doing, I needed to cum badly. The machine gave one more big pulse, then changed again, the nub of the chair pushed into me and I was in heaven. I ground my pussy against the chair so hard, I lifted up a little. When I slammed down, the nub pushed even deeper. The pulsing was replaced with a constant tingling, almost like a flow of
energy. It filled my stomach a little lower than my navel, causing my mms of relaxation to turn into 'Ohs' of pleasure. I was finally cumming. The orgasm cause my whole body to tingle. My mind cleared more now, I felt a tightness in my stomach. It was like all my muscles were tightening, but different. It almost felt as if something were pushing and stretching me from the inside. My body was shaking uncontrollably, causing unfamiliar wobbles in my chest.
After ten seconds of orgasm, my wobbles started to change too. My stomach decided to join the fun, now feeling heavy and full, it started to wobble and shake every time I pulled myself up and thrust down. It didn't seem to stop. I felt an odd tingle and a pop come from my navel. My belly was tight and full. I found I was arching my back harder, there was an odd weight pulling at my belly. There was an immense buzz from the machine and I blacked out. The tingling
came at my whole body with such a wild force I couldn't take it.

	I awoke to the sound of Jaz's voice. She sounded panic-stricken. I on the other hand, having had my mind blown and muscles relaxed, felt great. I slowly came to and started to open my eyes.
"Oh good, your waking up." It was Jaz. I noticed as I started to wake up, a tiny hand rubbing at my belly. It took me a second to realize, that Jaz's hand tracing circles on my belly, was following the contours of a sphere.
"Are you okay hun?" Why did she sound so concerned and panicky? I felt fine. In fact, her rubbing my belly was relaxing. I found my self sighing from the relaxation.
"Mmmmmmmmhmmmmmm, whatever your doing feels really nice..." I was finally waking up, thats when I noticed something out of place. It wasn't the shape of my belly. It wasn't the path Jaz's hand took. It was the tiny fluttering nudge from inside my belly that caught my attention. Instantly my eyes grew wide in shock. I bolted up, or rather tried. It was then i noticed all the changes that happened to me. Trying to bend at the waist was hard, I found it easier to roll up when my feet slid off the couch I was laying on. I had to struggle to do that to, but when I did, I felt a new weight pull me forward. I could feel my belly pulling my body down. But I could also feel it resting against my thighs. I noticed my legs were spread apart to let me sit upright. I also noticed the weights pulling on my shoulders from my front. I could feel my breasts resting heavy on my belly, slightly off to the side.
"A...are you sure?" This time, I felt as panicky as Jaz sounded.
I calmed a little when her hand rested on my belly. Even more when she started to rub in small circles. I looked down and almost passed out again. I was huge. My tits were the size of a large honeydew. Two 4 inch chocolate covered circles covered the front of them. They were bumpy and capped with what could only be my nipples. They were huge. They didn't feel hard, but they stuck out like they were, at least a whole inch from my tits. They were at least a half inch thick.
"what the hell happened to me?" I found I couldn't panic, not with Jaz rubbing my belly. Instead I moved my my hands up to inspect my tits. What i felt in my nipples was confirmed, they weren’t hard, instead they felt rubbery. I pulled one softly and bit my lip from the pleasure. Pulling my hand back, slightly from shock, I noticed a drop of almost white liquid on my hand.
"Oh my..." Was all Jaz said, Her hand had stopped. Right at the exact moment I felt the flutter again. I forgot about the drop of white, I forgot about my monster nipples and giant breasts. All I cared about now was that flutter. Something changed in my head, like a switch being flipped.
"I...I..Jaz...I'm pregnant...." My hands went up and began rubbing my belly. There was a kick from inside me, I felt it on my hand outside. That was all it took,
I didn't care what happened, I only cared about this baby at that moment.

	What Jaz did next, took my mind of the flutters inside. Speechless, Jaz took her hand and placed it on my breast. I looked down and noticed that even with as big as my tits were, I could see the globe of what had to be my seven month pregnant belly. 
"Is this real Manda?" She squeezed my tit, causing me to loose focus. I moaned and grabbed her hand and pressed it against my chest.
"God yes....please...squeeze..." I didn't care what happened, I just wanted to feel the pleasure I was getting from her squeezing my tits. She slowly pulled it away and blushed.
"I...Manda...uhm.. I have a confession to make...." my mind was clearing up.
"Whats a mater Jaz?" I tried to stand up, a feat made harder by my swollen front.
"well...ever since we were friends in high school...I..." She looked down, not noticing my struggling.
"Hmm?" I grunted my response from effort. I looked up and she was beet red.
Her next sentence came out in a single spurt. "Ireallylikeyoubutnotjustinafriendkindofway...." 
Jaz went silent.
I went silent.
"Jaz," pause, no answer. "Hun, could you please help me up?" I was still struggling.
Her mumble accompanied her reaching for my hand and pulling my to my feet. She still didn't look up. Finally on my feet, I faked falling forward. To be honest, I really didn't have to fake it, the gravid belly and full tits pulled me off balance. Out of instinct, and because I was already using her to stand up, Jaz reach out and caught me. I took this chance and hugged her, whispering in her ear.
"I feel the same way hun." My belly was pressing up against hers, keeping us apart a few inches, but my nipples still managed to rub against her arms. This caused a burst of pleasure I kept quiet. Slowly she hugged me back and looked up. I didn't know if it was relief or shock on her face.
"R..rr-really?" She seemed to be on the verge of tears. I decided not to answer in words.
Instead I leaned forward the best I could and kissed her on the lips. She let out a short 'mumph' of surprise that faded into an 'mmm.'
Soon we were kissing each other in slight passion. Our embrace, hindered as it was by my belly, wasn't just a friendly one anymore. I broke apart the kiss and looked down.
"Hun, I think I need cloths." Seeing that I wasn't panicking anymore she seemed to calm down, even giggled with me.
"Yeah, I'll say. Uhm...if you want, I can go to the maternity store real quick."
I looked down at my belly pressed between us, feeling the flutter of movement press against where Jaz was. I nodded, stepped back and put her hand on the flutter.
"I think they like you." We both giggled.

	It didn't take Jaz long to get back. She found the biggest bra she could, an H cup, but it just barely fit my monster tits in. Almost a quarter of my tits flowed over the top of the cup. It turned out, they were lactating too, thats what the drop of white was earlier. Within seconds the bra was soaked through. I stuffed some paper towel in there to soak some of it up. It would have to work.
"God Manda, your tits are HUGE!" She playfully reached up and flicked my nipple. I couldn't help but moan. 
"Sorry..."
"Its...mmmm....okay, I just have to get used to it is all. There so much more sensitive than they were before."
Jaz looked down again.
"whats a matter hun? why so down?" I picked her chin up with my hand.
"I'm not down...its just... I was wondering...if...uhm...."
I understood what she was trying to ask. Guiding her face up a bit more, I pulled her into another kiss, this one shorter.
"Yes."
It took us a few minutes to stop kissing and hugging. Right as we broke apart, the manager came in.
"Miss, I'm terribly sorry for what happened?"
Me and Jaz exchanged looks, both at each other and my belly. Thankfully I was clothed.
"Why are you sorry?"
"er...what?" Clearly he wasn't expecting this response. I couldn't help but giggle.
"Thanks to that machine, I'm more relaxed than ever. I consider this," I rubbed my belly, causing more flutters. "To be a bonus."
"er...I...uh...okay then..." He stammered out the door, completely perplexed. Me and Jaz exchanged another hug and kiss as we walked out the door. I noticed Tom had a look of relief on his face, but changed to a look of shock as he saw my massively pregnant form. I smiled and winked. He looked like he was going to pass out. As the door chimed, me and Jaz went into a giggling fit. Hand in hand, we made our way towards her car. 

Man, our roomies were going to flip....

-To be continued....-