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A young man inherits something useful from a now deceased family member, but at what cost?
This choice: Isaac awakens in the middle of the night in a cold sweat  •  Go Back...
Chapter #2

Ghost in the Night

    by: Ëtalfni Author IconMail Icon
The clock ticked over to midnight next to Isaac's bed. The eighteen year old didn't even so much as stir as the transparent figure loomed over him.

"Good," muttered a feminine voice. "He's a sound sleeper, this will make things easier."

The ghostly entity approached Isaac and lowered her hand to his cheek. The phantom was that of a short and plump woman. She looked to be in her thirties with long, curly hair and a full face. Compared to Isaac lower six foot stature, she was miniature with her upper four foot range. But, she made up for her difference in height with her chub. Dressed in a flowing white gown, her massive breasts peaked out from the neckline, each one almost as large as her head and free flowing. Her hips hugged tight to the dress, while her tum had a soft indentation. All in all, she handled her weight well with curves that would make any man blush. If she wasn't dead, that was.

"This looks like it will be a tight fit," said the ghost girl, chuckling as she opened Isaac's snoring maw. "But I'll be sure to make room for all of me sooner or later. Bottoms up."

Despite being a corporeal being, the phantom was able to manipulate Isaac's gurgling mouth like she was a solid being. She fit her whole fist into his mouth and moved up to her arms. Then her head. Soon, she was squeezing her entire large rump into the boy's body. With a few wild kicks, she managed to launch herself fully into his gullet.

Isaac awoke with a start, a cold sweat rolling down his back. He let out a hacking cough.

"What the hell?" he asked to no one in particular. He felt like he had inhaled a mouthful of dust.

He sat up and made his way to his bathroom...
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