The psychic simply drew a card from her deck in the shadows, she placed it face down. I couldn’t make out any reaction from her after she did this.
“Hey, you there!” I complained, it was too close for me to believe she just randomly drew a card. But then she drew another putting it on top of the first. I could see a smirk creep onto her face at that point
“You can hear me! Say something already!” I yelled in a fit, but once again she drew a card and put it down. She chuckled
“Just a fool.” She stated flipping the three cards, to your surprise they all flip right side up and in the sequential order she drew them. The first called “feeb’s endeavor” the card with a simple looking peasant pouring a pitcher of water into a bottomless cup as the stream of water goes right through. The next is “Wind’s concert” showing a lute flying through the clouds and lastly was “Knight’s failing” showing a kite shield with a large hole in it
“So then. What can I do for this wayward soul so lacking importance?” She asked not even looking at me
“Well you can actually treat me like a person for one! I might be dead but I didn’t do anything damn it!” I argued
“Exactly.” She replied calmly “Were you a killer or someone knowing something meaningful I would take this encounter with more than a grain of salt. But as it stands. You are just dust to me.” She remarked
“Dust huh? You wanna go there!” Before I could even realize I was doing it I willed my ghostly form to turn into Sherryl wearing a long sleeved tube top and skin tight green pants with long brown boots, and a golden silk boa “Ooh I’m a fortune teller! Why don’t I just ignore somebody who just died and make their day even worse! Not like there’s much else after you freaking DIE!” I did in my best impression of a pretentious Elizabethan woman
But as I was done I noticed the Psychic was actually looking at me now “Hm, I didn’t expect somebody so mundane to have such... charm.” She mused
“Are you coming on to me! I’m here for help! Not to get your rocks of you-” But before I could finish she dropped a powder on the candle, the flame turned green and illuminated the room fully, suddenly the psychic projected herself out of her body which had gone limp.
“Whoa-whoa what is this!?” I yelled in disbelief
“You mean to tell me you’re a ghost that doesn’t believe in astral projection?” The Psychic remarked happily
“What- I mean I don’t- just what are you doing anyway!” I said defensively
“Hm...” She purred as she reached towards me, I flew back away from her
“There you go with the not talking again!” I said angrily
“Maybe words aren’t as important as... the feeling.” She said rubbing her thighs together with a wanting look on her face, it was unsettling to see her go from so cool and detached to leaping out of her body to get to me or at least my idea of sherryl dressed as a gypsy
“Well at least tell me what’s gonna happen? Do ghosts have STDs? Ghost condoms? What am I saying we’re both girls.” I said as I retreated from her advances even passing through a wall into another room of her bizarre shop of wonders
“Yes, two girls that belong together. Why not embrace the feeling?” She asked, and now that the candle was making this weird green light I could see she was pretty good looking, slim waist wide hips and her boobs were amazingly firm, though that might have been because she was just a ghost thing
Realizing that I felt at my chest and pulled back my top “Nope, no ghost bra.” I said
And the psychic laughed “So simple minded. I could teach you quite a bit.” As she said that her hand started to draw outlines of itself into her hand, when suddenly her hands appeared behind me pushing me into her arms “But of course, my teachings aren’t free.” She laughed seductively
I still didn’t like this, I had no idea what she was doing. But maybe I could use it to my advantage. I looked back at her lustfully “What kind of price would that be?” I asked breathily
“Hm, a pretty girl like you, I’m sure you know a thing or two we could do.” I could feel her run her arms down my back to my hips
“Well I don’t know, all this is so new to me. I don’t wanna mess up.” I said, the psychic pulled me closer, our breasts pressing into each other, a part of me actually like the feeling of my nipples getting pressed down like this. It was amazing how much I could still enjoy this despite being a ghost.
The Psychic giggle “I guess I’ll have to teach you that as well.” She leaned in to kiss me. I was really starting to enjoy this but before I could enjoy it an idea crossed my mind. This could be a trap. If she had some kind of spell she was going to use, to trap my soul or even destroy my soul.
This could be a way to enslave me and I could never see Sherryl or my family ever again, I realized she wasn’t in her body at all. If I was quick about it I could probably take over her body without her getting a chance to stop me. But I’d need to go like my life depended on it. But on the other hand she might just want to help me, and it had been a will since I got some from Sherryl so stealing the psychic’s body could turn her against me. I needed a plan so I went with my gut and decided to go with
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