CHAPTER 227: 226. THE OPERATION

Asher gently eased Valerie’s head against the tub wall, her hair damp and clinging to her cheeks. The water rippled softly around them as he began to undress, starting with his shirt. Through the corner of her eye, Valerie stole a hesitant glance, unsure of what to expect.

The moment he pulled his shirt off, her eyes widened slightly. He didn’t look like much with clothes on, but bare-chested, he looked like a warrior — lean, defined, and hardened like someone who’d undergone years of disciplined training. A quiet gasp slipped past her lips.

Then came the trousers. Asher slid them down, revealing his toned thighs and leaving only his underwear. Her breath hitched audibly. The outline in the fabric — that thick, prominent print — made her gulp. So that’s what made the other girl he’d been having sex with earlier moan and scream like that? The size was intimidating.

This was only the second time she’d ever seen a man this intimately. A part of her was curious... eager even. But another part trembled with nerves.

Asher didn’t remove his underwear just yet. This wasn’t about sex — not completely. There was purpose behind his touch. He was treating her. Like a doctor... just one with very unconventional methods.

He sat on the rim of the tub, eyes meeting hers. "Shall we begin?"

She gave a soft nod.

"Alright," he murmured. "We’ll start by getting you warmed up. You’ll need to be very wet if we’re going to avoid any pain. Your walls might have blisters, and we don’t want to aggravate that."

She nodded again, more firmly this time.

Activating his Sexual Profile skill, Asher’s vision flickered with new data — a list of her most sensitive Erogenous Zones: her nipples... her G-spot...her labia minora (pussy inner lips)...and, to his mild surprise, her feet and toes. A foot fetish — not the most common, but certainly not the rarest.

Interesting. Unique, even. He didn’t meet women like this often.

He smiled to himself. That only made him more determined to understand her needs, fulfill them completely, and make this moment as healing as it was pleasurable.

He got inside the warm water in the tub, sitting on the far end of it while he grabbed Valerie’s right leg and took his time to admire her size 7 feet. The top of her foot was tan, like the rest of her body, while the underside was soft and pinkish. He ran a thumb slowly along her arch, watching how her toes curled ever so slightly at the touch.

Her arches were deep and her toes were of a perfect succulent size unpainted and natural.

Firmly, he began kneading her sole with her thumb watching as she closed her eyes, a few moans escaping her lips. After that, he raised her foot up to his face and planted a kiss right on the balls of her foot. As his lips pressed to the balls of her foot, he began planting more kisses down the sole of her foot, to her heel.

Valerie bit her lip, her breath catching when Asher’s tongue grazed the sensitive spot just beneath her foot.

"Ticklish?" he asked, his tone teasing.

She shook her head, though her shiver said otherwise. His touch was sending a hot shiver down her spine. She’d always known she had sensitive feet, and always fantasized about having a lover kiss them so lovingly. She never imagined he’d be the one to do it. As if he knew exactly just what she’d always desired.

Asher stuck out his tongue and licked from her heel, down through her arch, and up to the balls of her feet again. She moaned in response to this new sensation. Finally, he licked in between each of her toes, before wrapping his lips around her big toe and began sucking on it. He then moved on and began sucking on each of her toes. By the time he was done with them, he looked up only to see her face tinged in pink, eyes closed seemingly starting to enjoy herself. Her right hand was even up, groping one of her massive breasts— G-cup.

Asher marveled at the sight of her tits. All along, he’d seen them countless times exposed but never really looked at them in a sexual way. Now that he was in the mood, he took his time to examine them. Her areolas were big almost 2 inches in diameter, but they fit perfectly with massive jugs they rested upon. Her hard nipples protuded about half an inch from the center of her areolas, and the sight made his cock twitch in his underwear. He noticed her other hand already between her thighs. Though she wasn’t fingering herself, the subtle rubbing of her clit didn’t go unnoticed.

He chuckled inwardly. It was a good thing she was enjoying herself. After all, he needed her as wet as possible to make the whole operation less painful.

He gently set her right foot down, then reached for the left and gave it the same attentive treatment. By the time he was done, he could tell—she was more than ready.

Time to let the beast out of its cage.

Slowly, he slid his underwear down along his wet leg, freeing it from one foot, then the other, and tossed it aside. When he stood up straight, Valerie’s eyes widened, her heart skipping a beat.

No fucking way.

What in the god’s name was that? A cock or a cursed artifact?

That thing could slay a dragon.

Never in her life had she seen anything so long, so hard, and so thick. Not even in her wildest, filthiest fantasies. This man was something else entirely.

She swallowed hard.

Was that monstrous cock really going to fit inside her?

She was frozen, completely transfixed, until Asher’s voice pulled her back to reality.

"Should we... do it in the bathtub or on the floor?" he asked gently.

She swallowed again. "T-the floor."

"All right..." he muttered as he helped her up, water cascading off her body in shimmering trails.

Even now, weakened from illness, he could tell that at her prime, she must have been breathtaking. Her curves, though slightly faded, still shaped her beautifully.

Her sore, ticklish feet met the cold tiles as she stepped out of the tub. Asher grabbed a few clothes from the laundry basket and laid them out like a soft bed.

"Lie down," he said, voice low.

She obeyed, easing onto the makeshift bedding, eyes on the ceiling, legs slowly parting for him.

Asher crawled between her thighs, his cock in his hand, stroking it softly—watching her, feeling the heat between them build like a slow, burning fuse.

He got a look at her pussy, ignoring the thick lush bush of her public hair. His eyes moved down to her pussy lips. They were now wet and sickening with juices.

She put her hands over her eyes. "Don’t stare... it’s embarrassing." She muttered.

He chuckled. "You know I’ve seen you down here for more than a couple of times already.."

"Still... this is different." She said.

He nodded. She was right. Even to him, this felt different, hot and alluring that before when he didn’t even get an erection.

Asher pressed the crown of his cock against her labia, rubbing her most sensitive inner lips, watching as more of her slick juices dripped out her tiny hole like precum.

He stuck the tip of his cock in between the soaking wet lips of her pussy and she let out a moan. Then he began pushing in steadily, feeling the walls of her pussy stretch to accomodate his invading member. Finally, he shoved the whole cock in her hot wet pussy and was surprised at how tight she was.

Guess she really hadn’t gotten any action in years.

He held still for a moment, not moving and taking in all the sensations, her vagina’s steady pulsing on his shaft in rhythm with her breathing and the warm wetness of her love canal. Her inner walls felt itchy, and his cock was so big that a sharp surge of pain rushed through her. She grimaced, her breathing turning rapid but she held still.

Almost immediately, Asher’s system chimed in:

[Warning! An STI detected!]

[Using Divine Protection to protect the host]

[Neutralizing the disease from the woman.]

[Neutralization... 25%]

Asher clenched his fists, muttering a quiet "Yes" under his breath. A green glow enveloped their genitals, and Valerie opened her eyes, the pain easing as warmth spread through her body.

Asher smirked.

"Relax. You’re not fully healed yet. But I swear, by the end of this, you’ll be as good as new."

She nodded, a fresh heat blooming inside her, the urge to enjoy every moment overwhelming the earlier discomfort. The pain was gone now. Instinctively, her legs coiled around his waist, and she reached up to pull his face close, kissing him hungrily. Her heart fluttered, and she could feel it. She was melting for this boy.

"Please... hurry up and fuck me."

She could feel the healing radiance pulsing from his cock deep inside her and something told her that if he moved just right, she’d be completely healed by the end.

TBC