Derrick took the robe and headed over to the indicated room. There were changing booths along both walls, and he found an empty one to strip in. A sign indicated guests were to remove all clothing and wear only the robe provided. The idea of being naked and massaged by the pretty girl was both terrifying and exciting. He hesitated, but then decided that this was a vacation here nobody knew him. He could do anything. There were hooks and shelves for his clothing, and he exited wearing only the amazingly light silk robe. A young woman at the desk asked him what kind of massage he wanted, suggesting the athlete's rubdown as being popular with young men.
Flushing a little, Derrick said "I'd like to get a massage from Hebe." The receptionist looked surprised. "She is our director, and only does the rejuvenating anti-aging massage. I really don't think that one would be suitable for someone your age."
Derrick frowned. "I thought I could have anything I wanted here! The brochure said all of the Spa's activities were open to all guests."
"Well, yes..." The receptionist started to object, only to have a soft voice interrupt.
"Cleo, the young man knows what he wants." David saw Hebe looking at them from one of the openings. "And I happen to be free right now." She smiled at Derrick. "Come on back and get comfortable."
Derrick grinned and followed Hebe down a hallway into a large, open room with a long, low table next to an ornate fountain depicting a small nude boy pouring water onto the table. No, into it - the table was a shallow box, maybe six inches deep, that had shimmering water right up to the top. Hebe pointed at the elevated table. "Get in and lay on your back."
Derrick stared a moment, but then decided he had come this far. As he got next to it, he could see where the water drained out from holes at the back into a muddy-looking pool. He wondered what had made the drainage so dirty, since the water coming out of the fountain was perfectly clear. Then he realized he was expected to disrobe and forgot about everything else. "Um, on my back?" His voice cracked from tension, because he was already partially erect just from being close to Hebe. He felt his cheeks burn.
Hebe grinned and patted the surface of the water. "Do not worry. I find your interest endearing, not offensive. Lay down in my table and I will take care of it."
Take care of it!? Derrick flushed even redder and he felt himself stiffen, but he let the robe slip off his shoulders and stepped into the low pool. The water was pleasantly warm, and the bottom was sculpted so that when he lay down it fit his body almost perfectly. The comfort as almost enough to forget the flagpole halfway down his body.
Soft hands ran over his chest, and he saw that Hebe had knelt next to him. She smiled. "It is so nice to have someone smooth and handsome to start with. Most of the guests I treat are well past their prime, and you have not even reached it yet."
Derrick was too flustered and embarrassed to say anything. Even so, the gentle pressure of Hebe's hands over his chest was very pleasant. Then he tensed as they slid down his belly, then found his painfully erect penis. "Let's take care of this first. You can hardly be relaxed with such need." He shivered as her fingers closed around his shaft and began to slide up and down. His breathing got faster. He'd only masturbated in his bedroom, and had not even been doing that very long. Hebe was slow and gentle, and was using some kind of lubricant that felt slightly gritty, but very stimulating. Derrick panted, the experience already far longer than anything he had managed on his own. He could feel the pressure building, closing his eyes and clenching his fests as he arched back suddenly in release. Amazingly, he ejaculated three more times before sagging back against the warm stone.
Hebe's fingers stroked his testicles and penis, soothing away the throbbing until the aching need was only a memory. "All taken care of." The girl chuckled. "I hope you still remember this the next time you feel the need."
Like it was something he was likely to forget? Derrick was incredulous, but also incredibly relaxed now. Her hands resumed gliding over his chest, then worked down his legs and arms, then slid over his face and head. He could see her hands as they caressed his cheeks, and saw they had traces of dark mud on them that were constantly being washed away by the water. He wondered vaguely where she was getting it from, but the sensation was amazing.
He was surprised when she slid her hands under his shoulders and back, and then under his buttocks. He was almost floating in the shallow water, and yet he still felt the slight grit of whatever she was using. Curiously, her hands seemed to be bigger. Hebe chuckled again. "I wonder how much of my treatment I should give you? A toddler perhaps, or all the way back to a newborn babe?"
Huh? Derrick opened his eyes and saw the young girl grinning at him, looking far too large. And the water had gotten deeper! He sat up in confusion and gasped when he saw his pale, slender legs and the prepubescent nub of a penis between them. "What happened?" His voice was that of a child, high and thin. Hebe stroked his belly with clean fingers and he saw a small cloud of mud drift off his skin.
"You wanted my anti-aging treatment. I gave it to you." Hebe used a hand to tousle his wet hair. "I have washed years away and taken care of your sexual needs for the foreseeable future."
Wide-eyed, Derrick stared at his reflection in the water. Hebe had stripped away years and left him...