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??????????? Katie sat there in the eerie silence of the room to recollect everything that had just happened. Ever since she moved into her new house, she had been very aware and cautious of everything around her. Now she didn't know what to be aware of. She heard all of the stories about her place being haunted, but she never really paid attention to them. Mostly because she never really believed in ghosts. Until now.
??????????? Katie? was a fairly pretty girl. She had long dark hair, that curled at the end. She had an OK figure, not too skinny, but she had a nice curvy body. Her breasts were an OK size, a 34C to be exact. Her big blue eyes were probably her best feature. She had no trouble getting boyfriends, but right now she decided she wanted to be single. So, she was living alone.
??????????? The first few days in her house were alright. She moved all of her furniture in, replaced all the lightbulbs, and dusted and vaccumed. It was exactly the third day that things started happening. She was all settled in reading her book in her nice cumfy red chair. It was late in the afternoon, so it was getting dark outside. It had been fairly nice out that day, so there wasn't that much wind. It all started out when she thought she heard footsteps right above her. The room that was positioned right above her was her bedroom. She ignored it, thinking it was probably just the old house creaking. She was mid-page in her book when all of the sudden the lights went out. Confused and curious, she went into the next room which was her kitchen, and turned on the switch. The lights came on. So, she went back into the living room and sunk herself into her chair then turned to switch the lamp on. It didn't work."Hmmph,"she said to herself,"there must be a short circuit somewhere." Instead of searching the house, she decided she was tired and headed up to bed.
??????????? When she got up there, she was surprised to see that all of her blankets had been thrown off the bed. She remembered making it that morning, but she shrugged it off anyways, thinking she could have made a mistake. So, she went to her closet, took out a nightgown, undressed, and went to the mirror. As she stood in front of the mirror studying her naked body, she had a terrible feeling that someone was watching her. Even though she thought her thoughts as silly, she quickly got dressed and got into bed. She layed awake for almost an hour, just listening to the sounds of the house. Once again, she thought she heard sounds of footsteps. This time they were in her room. Finally, she fell into a light sleep.
??????????? She woke to the sound of her chattering teeth, to find that all her blankets had been thrown off the bed again. She sat up and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. The clock told her it was only 12:14. She had only been sleeping for a few hours. She got up, picked up her blankets and layed back down to sleep for the rest of the night.
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??????????? The next morning, Katie decided to go for a walk to the nearby library. She still didn't really believe in ghosts, but she wanted to do some research on the history of the house. She walked in and went to the desk where a small, skinny, almost unhealthy looking women sat across from her.
"Excuse me, miss?" said Katie.
Nothing.
"Miss?"
The women stared at her with sickly eyes, not speaking a word to her. Finally, after several attempts to get her attention, the women said in a quiet voice, "You're the young lady that has moved into the old DeCavern's house, aren't you?"
"Yes, actually, that's why I'm here." Katie answered. "I was wondering if you had any books on the history of that house."
"Yes," the women said, " go down to the back and look for section 'D', and you should find one called Duke DeCavern.He was the owner of the house."
"Thanks."
As she turned to walk away, the lady whispered, "Have mercy on her Lord...."
??????????? After signing the book out, she walked back home. She poured herself a cold glass of lemonade and then sat herself down in her chair. She opened the book and started reading. Page by page, she learned more and more about Mr. DeCavern. She had discovered he was a very powerful and wealthy man. The one startling discovery she learned was that he was a very sadistic man too. He married many times, but always found younger women to seduce. But, once he seduced them, he would keep them in his home as his slave. One of his wives even joined him in his sadistic ways. But, unfortunatly, people found out about what he was doing, and no women would go after him anymore. So, he started raping them. He would bring them back and cage them or chain them to the bed and rape them day after day until they just ended up dying of starvation. His wife divorced him, and, apart from the women he brought home to rape, he became very lonely. One night, he brought home a young women in her early 20's, and tore her clothes off in order to rape her. But, before he could, she pulled a knife out of her pile of clothes beside her, and stabbed him to death. People say his angry spirit still lurkes around the house, waiting for a women to come so he can have his way with her and get revenge. Katie stopped reading and shook her head. "Of course, none of that can be true," she said to herself, "It's all just a legend. There are no such things as ghosts." With that, she got up to carry on with the rest of her day.
??????????? She came home late that night, and headed straight for bed. When she got up there, her bed was still as neat and tidy from the way she left that morning. She got into her nightgown and slipped under the covers. It was nearly 2 in the morning when she awoke to the sound of her teeth chattering again. This time, not only were her blankets thrown off of her, but her nightgown was gone too. She layed in her bed completely naked. When she finally became aware of this, she opened her eyes wide and became frightened. She started to get up but realized something was holding her down. "What the hell!" she screamed. Then, she felt something heavy on top of her. Her legs were suddenly ripped open, leaving her vulnerable to anything. She was crying loud when she felt something on her face, and then her screams were muffled by the invisible force. She could feel the hardness pressing against her and then she felt it slip inside her. She screamed. She tried with all of her strength to push whatever it was off of her, but it was no use. It was like nothing was there. This cant be happening, she thought, I must be dreaming, there are no such things as ghosts! But, as much as she tried to convince herself, it was happening. The ghost of Duke DeCavern was raping her. Finally, after what had seemed like hours, the abuse stopped. She just layed there, crying softly to herself, not knowing what to do. She was too afraid to move. Eventually she sat up in her bed, still shaking from the horrifying events. She got up and put her nightgown back on. Then, she sat back on her bed to think about everything that just happened. She fell asleep with all the lights on. When she woke up that morning, she wondered if the things that had happened to her were actually real or just a dream she thought up in her mind from reading all those stories. She arose to face another day unaware of how bad it was going to be.
??????????? Katie sat there in the eerie silence of the room to recollect everything that had just happened. Ever since she moved into her new house, she had been very aware and cautious of everything around her. Now she didn't know what to be aware of. She heard all of the stories about her place being haunted, but she never really paid attention to them. Mostly because she never really believed in ghosts. Until now.
??????????? Katie? was a fairly pretty girl. She had long dark hair, that curled at the end. She had an OK figure, not too skinny, but she had a nice curvy body. Her breasts were an OK size, a 34C to be exact. Her big blue eyes were probably her best feature. She had no trouble getting boyfriends, but right now she decided she wanted to be single. So, she was living alone.
??????????? The first few days in her house were alright. She moved all of her furniture in, replaced all the lightbulbs, and dusted and vaccumed. It was exactly the third day that things started happening. She was all settled in reading her book in her nice cumfy red chair. It was late in the afternoon, so it was getting dark outside. It had been fairly nice out that day, so there wasn't that much wind. It all started out when she thought she heard footsteps right above her. The room that was positioned right above her was her bedroom. She ignored it, thinking it was probably just the old house creaking. She was mid-page in her book when all of the sudden the lights went out. Confused and curious, she went into the next room which was her kitchen, and turned on the switch. The lights came on. So, she went back into the living room and sunk herself into her chair then turned to switch the lamp on. It didn't work."Hmmph,"she said to herself,"there must be a short circuit somewhere." Instead of searching the house, she decided she was tired and headed up to bed.
??????????? When she got up there, she was surprised to see that all of her blankets had been thrown off the bed. She remembered making it that morning, but she shrugged it off anyways, thinking she could have made a mistake. So, she went to her closet, took out a nightgown, undressed, and went to the mirror. As she stood in front of the mirror studying her naked body, she had a terrible feeling that someone was watching her. Even though she thought her thoughts as silly, she quickly got dressed and got into bed. She layed awake for almost an hour, just listening to the sounds of the house. Once again, she thought she heard sounds of footsteps. This time they were in her room. Finally, she fell into a light sleep.
??????????? She woke to
the sound of her chattering teeth, to find that all her blankets had been
thrown off the bed again. She sat up and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. The
clock told her it was only
???????????
??????????? The next morning, Katie decided to go for a walk to the nearby library. She still didn't really believe in ghosts, but she wanted to do some research on the history of the house. She walked in and went to the desk where a small, skinny, almost unhealthy looking women sat across from her.
"Excuse me, miss?" said Katie.
Nothing.
"Miss?"
The women stared at her with sickly eyes, not speaking a word to her. Finally, after several attempts to get her attention, the women said in a quiet voice, "You're the young lady that has moved into the old DeCavern's house, aren't you?"
"Yes, actually, that's why I'm here." Katie answered. "I was wondering if you had any books on the history of that house."
"Yes," the women said, " go down to the back and look for section 'D', and you should find one called Duke DeCavern.He was the owner of the house."
"Thanks."
As she turned to walk away, the lady whispered, "Have mercy on her Lord...."
??????????? After signing the book out, she walked back home. She poured herself a cold glass of lemonade and then sat herself down in her chair. She opened the book and started reading. Page by page, she learned more and more about Mr. DeCavern. She had discovered he was a very powerful and wealthy man. The one startling discovery she learned was that he was a very sadistic man too. He married many times, but always found younger women to seduce. But, once he seduced them, he would keep them in his home as his slave. One of his wives even joined him in his sadistic ways. But, unfortunatly, people found out about what he was doing, and no women would go after him anymore. So, he started raping them. He would bring them back and cage them or chain them to the bed and rape them day after day until they just ended up dying of starvation. His wife divorced him, and, apart from the women he brought home to rape, he became very lonely. One night, he brought home a young women in her early 20's, and tore her clothes off in order to rape her. But, before he could, she pulled a knife out of her pile of clothes beside her, and stabbed him to death. People say his angry spirit still lurkes around the house, waiting for a women to come so he can have his way with her and get revenge. Katie stopped reading and shook her head. "Of course, none of that can be true," she said to herself, "It's all just a legend. There are no such things as ghosts." With that, she got up to carry on with the rest of her day.
??????????? She came home late that night, and headed straight for bed. When she got up there, her bed was still as neat and tidy from the way she left that morning. She got into her nightgown and slipped under the covers. It was nearly 2 in the morning when she awoke to the sound of her teeth chattering again. This time, not only were her blankets thrown off of her, but her nightgown was gone too. She layed in her bed completely naked. When she finally became aware of this, she opened her eyes wide and became frightened. She started to get up but realized something was holding her down. "What the hell!" she screamed. Then, she felt something heavy on top of her. Her legs were suddenly ripped open, leaving her vulnerable to anything. She was crying loud when she felt something on her face, and then her screams were muffled by the invisible force. She could feel the hardness pressing against her and then she felt it slip inside her. She screamed. She tried with all of her strength to push whatever it was off of her, but it was no use. It was like nothing was there. This cant be happening, she thought, I must be dreaming, there are no such things as ghosts! But, as much as she tried to convince herself, it was happening. The ghost of Duke DeCavern was raping her. Finally, after what had seemed like hours, the abuse stopped. She just layed there, crying softly to herself, not knowing what to do. She was too afraid to move. Eventually she sat up in her bed, still shaking from the horrifying events. She got up and put her nightgown back on. Then, she sat back on her bed to think about everything that just happened. She fell asleep with all the lights on. When she woke up that morning, she wondered if the things that had happened to her were actually real or just a dream she thought up in her mind from reading all those stories. She arose to face another day unaware of how bad it was going to be.
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Chapter Three: Hot Futa Ghost Threesome By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 My body buzzed as I returned from the onsen. My body was freshly washed, and my spirit was freshly cleansed by the soft lips of Mitsuko-hime. Today, as I washed her back in the steamy waters, my Ōjo-sama had turned, her gaze meeting mine. Our lips had come together, sharing a perfect kiss, a wondrous moment of taboo love. It could never be. We were both women. And she was the daimyo's daughter while I was a simple...
Clones Gone Wild 3 “Danny…are you OK?” Sam asks. He doesn’t answer. Instead he turns and walks over to the Fenton Weapons Vault. Immediately, the security system asks for the password, but Danny ignores it, using his powers to ghost through the Vault door and get to the inside. Sam grows a worried look on her face as she runs over to the Vault. She punches in the password on the keypad, causing the door to swing open. The first thing she sees is Danny grabbing the Ghost Gloves and the...
Chapter Twelve: Fucking the Futa Ghost By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 My joyful night had turned to ash. Hangetsu, the great Kami of change and transformation, took an entire cycle of the moon to remake me. So I wasn't there at the shrine to dance the Kagura and bolster Kanshu-no-Kami in his endless battle to keep the dread yokai Yokubō-no-Tako imprisoned. It was my most important duty as the miko of the shrine. My father was dead, and the yokai had escaped, possessing Daimyo Tōdō...
Chapter One: Virgin Taken by the Futa Ghost By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 I ran through the dark forest, branches reaching for my long hair, my heart hammering in my chest. This place was cursed. Yokai and Onryō stalked between the tangle of trees and maze of roots bursting out of the broken, folded ground. “Mitsuko-hime,” I called, my words swallowed by the dark trees. “Please, Mitsuko-hime, don't do this. I'm sorry.” Everything had gone so wrong today. It was supposed to be...
Chapter Five: Futanari Watch Porn By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 “You were so beautiful dancing last night, Sayuri-chan,” Mitsuko-hime purred when I arrived at the onsen to bathe. She sat on the edge, still in her black kimono, her obi tied behind her back in a beautiful, thick bow of red. “Thank you, Ōjo-sama,” I said, bowing to her, my cheeks warming. “You don't have to be so formal with me,” she said, moving closer, her lips so red. I wanted to kiss them again. I had trouble...
Chapter Nine: Futanari Fucks Her Bully By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 “Will this work?” my Ōjo-sama asked, hugging me from behind. Her damp hair brushed my neck. She still wore it loose after our bath. Our love-making. “I do not know, Mitsuko-hime,” I whispered. “But I have to try. Tonight is the half-moon. The transition.” It was the last half-moon of Summer. The next would fall on the Autumn Equinox, and that night I had to perform the Kagura and help Kanshu-no-Kami keep the yokai...
Ghost School by Paul G Jutras "Better get up or you?ll be late for school!" Mrs. Howard called from the bottom of the staircase. "You can finish unpacking your things when you get home." Her daughter, Gloria, came downstairs dressed in a purple blouse, jeans with holes in the knees and sling back shoes. "Been up for hours. You?d better see if rat boy is out of bed." "That brother of yours," Mrs. Howard murmured. "Don?t worry, Gloria. I?ll see that he gets off to school. Now you...
Prologue It awoke. Had it been fully human, it would have been confused upon awakening, but it wasn't fully human. As such, it was immediately aware of a large amount of information, some of which didn't make any sense, but it wasn't worried. It knew what "worry" meant. It just didn't feel that particular emotion, at present. Maybe it would, some day, but not at present. Somehow it knew that, given time, this or that piece of information would settle into its appropriate place in...
My body buzzed as I returned from the onsen. My body was freshly washed, and my spirit was freshly cleansed by the soft lips of Mitsuko-hime. Today, as I washed her back in the steamy waters, my Ojo-sama had turned, her gaze meeting mine. Our lips had come together, sharing a perfect kiss, a wondrous moment of taboo love. It could never be. We were both women. And she was the daimyo’s daughter while I was a simple miko. But none of that had mattered while her lips were upon mine. I laughed...
?A kingdom that has once been destroyed can never come again into being, nor can the dead ever be brought back to life.? -Sun TzuIt wasn't much of a trial. No one made any mention of Majestic Thirteen, if only because their existence was still hypothetically a secret. ?Majestic Thirteen? was, most of the time, any of the Dominion's supranational agencies who didn't want to take responsibility for actions that had reached the public. But it's not like they needed to come out and admit that...
Synopsis: Ghosts are real. Some even have special tricks. Like transforming a man into a woman. Kristine was hired to pretend to be the owner of a manor where such a ghost is haunting. Her company has a deal with the ghost. They send men and the ghost - Mabel - will send back women. That was the plan. But lately Mabel isn't performing and it's up to Kristine to fix it. If she had known what avalanche she would step loose she just might have run far away. Additional...
Chapter Thirteen: Possessed by the Futa Ghost By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 I gripped my gohei as I thrust my hand at the rice paper door. The roars of Mitsuko's possessed father resounded through it. Shadows moved. A woman moaned, the same throaty sounds that I had brought forth from my Ōjo-sama during our time at the onsen. The sounds of pleasure. Of orgasms. “You must free him,” Mitsuko-hime begged. “Please, Sayuri-chan.” “I will,” I told her, trembling. So much had...
This is the first story I’ve published here, or anywhere else, my english isn’t great as it is not my first language so please comment on both grammar and content. Enjoy! Stephanie’s Ghost Stephanie had just moved in to a new house on the country, she had recently come into an inheritance and decided that she wanted a change of scenery, the house was about a mile outside of town and had no nearby neighbors. The inheritance was so large that if she didn’t get to luxurious habits she could live...
FetishChapter Seven: Princess Double-Teamed by the Futas By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 I savored my Ōjo-sama's breasts rubbing on mine as she lay atop me on the onsen's edge. Our lips devoured each other. Her hips moved, rubbing her hot flesh against mine. The little pearls in our clams brushed, kissed, sparking pleasure through my body. She moved her hips, undulating like she wished she had a cock to fuck me for real. And I wished I had a cock to fuck her. The cicadas sang around us...
Growing up I used to piss the bed a lot. That’s not a big deal. It’s really not. Mom used to tell me that pissing the bed a lot was something serial killers did but I think that she was just being a bitch. Although I have heard that fun fact from other sources too. But, still, I bet she was just being a bitch. I don’t even like the word “bitch” but when it comes to Mom sometimes it just seems like there’s no other word. Anyway, Mom died five years ago in a terrible accident involving a...
Group SexChapter Six: Banging My Gender-Swapped Girlfriend By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 “You danced so beautifully in my dreams again,” my Ōjo-sama cooed in the steamy waters of the onsen. “You awakened such hungers in me, Sayuri-chan.” I blushed as I stood in the onsen's hot waters, my breasts rising and falling with the beat of my heart. We stood so close, our nipples almost touching, both hard. My pussy itched with the hungers shining in her eyes. “Thank you, Mitsuko-hime.” Her hand...
I awoke with a start when I realized I wasn't alone. The ghost was across the room from me, laying on the bed. I don't know what surprised me most -- that I had finally seen a ghost after so many months of searching, or that it appeared to be masturbating.It was nearly 3 am on the last night our group had permission to investigate the haunting at this old hotel. There were twenty volunteers stationed around the building monitoring temperatures, checking EM fields, and attempting contact. After...
SupernaturalChapter Four: Taken by the Demon's Tentacles By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 The beat of the drum summoned me to the stage before the statue of our shrine's guardian, Kanshu-no-Kami. I was dressed in my miko garb, my red hakama about my legs and cinched tight at my waist, my haori over my kimono, the tasseled ends swaying before me, dangling with bells that tinkled with my every movement. I gripped my gohei in my hand, a wand of cedar wood from which dangle two shide, paper folded to...
“You danced so beautifully in my dreams again,” my Ojo-sama cooed in the steamy waters of the onsen. “You awakened such hungers in me, Sayuri-chan.” I blushed as I stood in the onsen’s hot waters, my breasts rising and falling with the beat of my heart. We stood so close, our nipples almost touching, both hard. My pussy itched with the hungers shining in her eyes. “Thank you, Mitsuko-hime.” Her hand stroked my cheek. She cupped my face and pulled me closer. My heart beat faster and faster...
My joyful night had turned to ash. Hangetsu, the great Kami of change and transformation, took an entire cycle of the moon to remake me. So I wasn’t there at the shrine to dance the Kagura and bolster Kanshu-no-Kami in his endless battle to keep the dread yokai Yokubo-no-Tako imprisoned. It was my most important duty as the miko of the shrine. My father was dead, and the yokai had escaped, possessing Daimyo Todo Hidenaga, the father of my love, my Ojo-sama. I had gained a cock, but the...
The Unusual Case of the Vindictive Ghost Ian Broadway was finally going to get married. After the trauma of the previous failed attempt, he had been in therapy for years afterwards. He had not trusted himself to fall in love again; well not until he'd met Holly that is. She was the one who he loved, would marry and finally unlock the family fortune! Ian had just returned home from work at the Chester Sofa Emporium when his mobile phone rang. "Mr Broadway, this is Kath Saunders your...