Lucas Lane blinked several times in rapid succession at Clyde’s greeting. “Um… um… I’d like to, uh… I’d like to use the services here,” he stammered. “I, uh, really need to relax and, um, get over a bad breakup.”
Lilianne looked down at the young man who had entered. Thin, pale, and slightly hunched, poorly dressed, with glasses and shoulder-length hair pulled back into a ponytail, he looked like a stereotypical computer nerd. Given how he was stammering and trying not to ogle Clyde, she was pretty sure what kind of breakup he’d just experienced. Clearly, the young man had spent too many nights in the computer lab, and not enough time with his boyfriend.
Deciding that Clyde’s amiable but limited social skills might not quite be what the nervous nellie in the lobby needed, Lilianne swept down to take over. “Hello! I am Lilianne, the proprietor of the Crafter’s Spa and Wellness Center!” she said in a friendly manner, “How can we help you today, Mister…?”
“Uh, Lucas Lane,” the nineteen-year-old man replied, looking at her sheepishly. “I just went through a bad breakup and I need to relax and forget about him… I mean it. I mean the breakup. I, uh, have a few hundred dollars I was saving for our big trip. Um, I don’t suppose you have student discounts? I have my ID here…”
“Don’t worry,” Lilianne replied soothingly, "you have enough." The money from sauna treatments was nice, but the real profit was in selling youth to absurdly wealthy old people. “I think you could use two things: a massage to help you relax and take your mind off of things, and then a few minutes in the sauna afterwards, to finish it all off. How does that sound?”
“That actually sounds pretty good!” Lucas responded, a little grin appearing on his face. He nervousness seemed to recede a little, reassured by Lilianne’s friendly demeanor.
“Come with me then,” she said, leading him around the corner to the massage room. Although he was nervous at first, he stripped down when she instructed, although he stubbornly left his boxer briefs on. She just smiled at this, knowing that she’d get them off eventually as she watched him lie face down on the massage table. His body was thin and bony, but she was confident that a few minutes in her sauna could remedy that.
She mixed together several special oils, choosing the ones that would aid his relaxation and those that had other properties as well, that would boost her own magical abilities, and got down to work, massaging his shoulders. He melted under her talented hands, her fingers and palms working their way over his back and down his arms, up and around his legs. When it was time to work his relatively flat ass, she simply pulled down his boxer briefs; he was so relaxed by that point that he did not protest, even as she pulled them off completely and tossed them over with his other clothes.
“Roll over onto your back, Lucas,” Lilianne said softly, and the young computer nerd quickly complied.
As Lilianne began to massage Lucas’ front, she frowned as she saw his rather sad, undersized erection. Perhaps that was the other reason his boyfriend left. Shaking her head slightly, she decided on the spot that poor Lucas deserved more than four inches. As she reached the end of the massage, she retrieved the special bottle that she saved for situations like this and tapped out a single drop of an endowment potion that would be activated by her sauna—it fell down onto Lucas’ cock and was swallowed by his slit, vanishing into his hard little cock. He didn’t notice a thing.
“Now then,” Lilianne said, stepping back, “it’s time for your sauna! The heat will really help keep you relaxed after your massage. For a beginner, five minutes is usually enough, no more than ten. Follow me.”
She led Lucas out of the massage room and around the corner to the magical sauna, guiding him inside. She closed the door behind him, then headed for her crystal ball, eager to see what would become of him.