Book 2: Chapter 11

“Is it… Cindy?”

The ghost's eyes widen and her mouth drops open. “That’s it! Hh-how would you know?”

I scratch my cheek and smile. “Just a feeling, I guess.”

By guess, I mean magic. It isn’t hard to come up with a spell that ascertains her name. Or perhaps the spell makes it so that the name I chose was the name that she accepted. That’s just details.

I had expected her to say something like “I do not know, but you must guess right or your soul is mine!” However, it seemed like my fears were unfounded as she was quick to remember and confirm it.

“Very well, then this condition can be fulfilled now, as we are already naked.”

Although she initially fled from my advances, it seems like she’s incredibly pragmatic when it came down to it. Well, she should be merely the manifestation of other women’s desires. I could call her a simple Ego without the Id, or something like that.

“Wait, why are you on your hands and knees?”

The ghost immediately got on all fours, her long hair spread across her back and dropping around her hips like a curtain opening up to reveal a rotund behind and awaiting snatch. She turned back and looked at me with a questioning look.

“I was created using the energy produced by all of you last night. I’ve learned well how this is done. Is a second female required to do this correctly?”

You give a wry smile and shrug nonchalantly. That is… well, she doesn’t necessarily possess the memories of having been human. She is just a manifestation of people’s wants, but she’s powered by the energy of our sex. That baptism of spooge and sex last night ended up warping her understanding of normal sex. To the current Cindy, doggie style was probably about as intimate as two people can be.

I get on my knees and line my dick up. Surprisingly, her snatch is wet and warm. I feared it’d be cold and slimy, so I'm a bit relieved that it feels like any normal vagina.

“Before you slide it in,” Cindy stopped me before I could stick it the rest of the way in, “Make sure you mean it.”

Her voice was very cold, so it was enough to give me a slight pause.

However, after a moment I gave her a smile and said. “Very well, I love you, Cindy, and I want nothing more than to make you happy.”

She turns away without saying anything else, but there is a distinct blush on her cheeks that reveal the effect. I slide my dick in and marvel at the scene. Cindy is a ghost, after all, which means that she is a bit transparent. The result is that I can see my own cock inside her. Well, it isn’t like I could see her inside muscles or anything like that, but despite feeling a tight pussy around my dick as I slide in from behind, her bluish-white round ass wiggling against my hips, I can still see the dick deep inside her as well.

“That would be… pretty far in, right?”

Cindy is a tight girl with very shapely hips, but my dick is still generously large. I always took it for granted that the girls I slide it in could take all of it. Now that I could actually see it, I realized that, at the very least, some organs were being pushed around to accommodate that size. It went deep into her womb, and if it pushed another few

centimeters down it could come out of her bellybutton.

Even though my soul rested on the line, I couldn’t help but be curious about the sensations of a ghost. For example, she has no organs. Her body is, for all intents and purposes, composed of magic. With that being the case, there is nothing there to damage. Furthermore, her warped understanding of sex means that I can have a little fun and experiment.

Therefore, I start to thrust into her very slowly, one thrust at a time, watching as my dick slides into her impossibly far and enjoying the feeling of that wet spot. After a little bit, she looks back at me with a frown.

“You haven’t slapped my ass? Is this because you don’t truly ll-love me?” Her red eye grew slightly fierce.

I swallow. “Uh, no, I love you long time. Uh, I mean… shut up bitch… and take… my cock?”

She nods after I say that as if that was the correct romantic thing to say. I start thinking that maybe I had been a little too rough with the girls last night, as that is likely her primary example of what a loving relationship looks like. Either way, I give her nice ass a slap watching it jiggle around my cock.

“Cindy?”

“Hmm?”

“Since… I love you so much. I-I’m going to do something special. I’m gonna tear you apart, out of love.”

“Yes, this sounds correct. Tear my ass and pussy apart, darling.”

“Then, we’re in agreement…”

As I continue to slide it in and out, I start to adjust the size. That is to say that I increase my girth and length little by little. As a ghost, she has no real form, so it’s not like I can really hurt her. Instead, it gets slightly thick and slightly longer each time I fill her up.

At first, she was quite silent about the sex, only making little grunts each time. However, that grunting started to become larger and more enthusiastic that larger and longer I became.

“Ah, so fucking tight. I love your tight pussy.”

She moaned pleasurably even though the comment itself was a little silly. Well, I'm so large now that if I stuck it in anything it’d be tight. Now, it was opening up and tearing away inside a ghostly vagina. It had already reached the size I had punished the maids and the slut Bell with and was still growing.

“Ah, ah, ah! Darling! You’re filling me up.”

“Mm… yes, I’m going to make us one because I love you so much, I gonna fill you full of me.”

“Yes, this is what she wants! Th-this is what I want, take me! Take me! Make me full!”

My dick already filled up half of her abdomen. It would reach past her belly button and nearly to her breasts, and it was about the thickness of a baseball bat. A few more thrusts and it started getting stuck. Ah, I couldn’t move it anymore. My dick, ripped into her, and although it felt warm and tight, had this been a normal person they would have already been impaled, there vagina ripped in two. However, the unknowing Cindy only adapted to accommodate letting out moaning sounds as my dick continued to grow.

I caused the dick to pulsate in exchange for my inability to thrust. With each pulsation, it grew bigger and longer.

“Ah, Oh by the gods. I’m so full. I can feel your everything, we’re like one!”

She wasn’t far from wrong. My dick nearly reached her neck. It’d be coming out her throat soon. It’s thickness made up the thickness of almost 2/3rds of her body. She was more dick than a ghost, yet still, it grew, her abdomen bloated, her body deforming around my cock.

“I can’t, I can’t take it. I’m full. I’m full of your dick!”

I grab her leg and spin her around. Well, so much dick was in her now that she was closer to a pig on a spit, and thus I turned her around and she looked at me with wide eyes and a blatant ahegao face.

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“Cindy, I love you.”

I blow my load. As mounds of semen jut out, I slowly shrink the cock back down to size like it’s a deflating balloon where the helium is my cum. The cum completely fills the ghost up, leaving hot seed all over her body. Like Ariel, after she jumped and played in my semen last night, Cindy looked the same, but on the inside. The ghost was dirtied from head to toe, filled literally to the brim with hot seed.

“So, did I pass?” I ask the cum-filled ghost.

She looks up at me with a dazed expression and gives a victory sign with each hand.