"You've gotta go check out Rika, man. Her massages are out of this world! You'll feel like a brand new person coming out of it. Here, I've got a coupon."
Your friend's words echo in your mind. As you stand in front of the hole-in-the-wall establishment, adorned with a modest sign reading "Rika's Full-Body Wringer", you read over the coupon one more time. "Half-off of your first visit!"
Aren't massages for girls? Getting one has never really crossed your mind. But with such a gleaming recommendation, and since you're so exhausted from a week of work... No harm in giving it a try.
You enter cautiously, not sure what to expect. Around you is a somewhat plain waiting room--across from you is a counter. A woman with long, pale blue hair leans onto it, before snapping to attention as you enter.
"Oh, welcome!" she greets, looking at you with excited, spectacled purple eyes. "I'm Rika! How can I help you?"
"Hi," you reply. "I had a coupon for, the, uh, full-body... wringer?"
"Oh, a first-timer, huh?" she beams. "I bet you'll love it! Follow me this way."
As she turns and walks away from the counter, her full body is revealed--instead of legs, she has a plethora of blueish, writhing tentacles which squelch and squirm as Rika glides across the floor.
This must be a monstergirl, a Scylla. It hasn't been long since monstergirls integrated into society, and you still aren't quite used to them. But... it'd be rude to back out now, right?
"Oh, don't be shy! They won't hurt!" Rika says, noticing your cautiousness.
You follow her to the back, where she takes you to a room adorned with not much beyond a massage table and some cabinets.
Rika hands you a towel and says "Get undressed and throw this on, and lie down there. Just call when you're ready!"
Left alone, you do so, quite curious and a little nervous about the coming tentacle massage. No wonder it's called a "wringer".
"Ready!" you call. Soon, Rika returns, softly saying "All you need to do is relax."
She then begins, first