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Do you believe in ghost stories? Well I didn’t until I picked up this just from some crackpot ghostologists or whatever they said they were. They had just told me to spend few nights in this allegedly haunted house but they would pay me for each night and the money was nothing to scoff at so I took the job, just sleep a couple nights in some abandoned house, easy peasy

Night 1:
I had a restful sleep but got stirred from my slumber at one point feeling a chill on my neck. I explored the room looking for sources of the cold chill, not finding anything. I got back into my makeshift bed falling into a deep sleep. I dreamt during this time but there was nothing, I felt as though I was in a void until I felt a gripping on my chest, some soft tight squeeze, it caused me to jolt awake in a hot sweat.

Night 2:
This night I had been requested to explore a bit more, I had some sci fi stuff on as the scientists were doing scans basically using me like a drone or whatever, it got late so I headed to bed, laying there awake for a little I could have sworn I could hear voices around me, in fact one of the voices felt so close it's like I shared my own breath. What was even more alarming is that I had sensations in the night as if my legs were bound together in some form, I again felt that groping on my chest as if something was behind me gripping something big and soft, what's more there was a grip around my waist like some hands were exploring my figure. When I woke up in the morning my chest and crotch were moist, must be the moisture in the air.

Night 3:
Everything was just so unusual this evening, I had been tired all day like I hadn’t slept at all but upon entering the house everything just went blank. It was house later that I finally realised hours had passed and I hadn’t gotten anything the scientists requested done, although I looked around and didn’t recognise the room I was in, I try to start walking as my legs seem to be hobbled by something, I staggered as my pace was all off pressing my hand against a wall feeling a jiggling in my chest as locks of hair bundle into view dimly lit by the night sky. “Oh you have awakened?” a feminine voice asks from my own mouth causing me to become quickly confused “where are you?” I say the same feminine voice echoing through the dusky room

“I am you, you accepted me” my own lips speak as I shiver in confusion “Now don’t think too hard about it, enjoy the pleasures” my voice tells me as I feel those hands gripping my feminine form, those huge erotic breasts jiggling and seeming to lactate a little at the titillation causing my clothes to grow damp, my clothes being a tight fitting dress that shows of all my curves I see as I am held up to a mirror, those hands gripping every inch of my sensitive female body, my pussy growing moist, it almost feels as though a ghostly presence is penetrating me. Suddenly I woke up in the bed in a hot sweat, it was still early so I sat up in the bed trying to make sense. I don't even remember last night, just that erotic dream, I can still feel those hands on the curves I don’t have.

Night 4:
I couldn’t resist returning, some would call me mad but there was something about ‘her’ that made me feel so good, I wonder what will happen to me. I'm not even doing this for the money now, the job is just an excuse.

I enter the house and as expected my mind falls to darkness, but this time it's no longer than 5 minutes and I’m already back, returned to the world of pleasure. “I had a feeling we’d be one again, you felt it too didn’t you” she no, we would say “Thank you for accepting my spirit into your body, I promise I will allow you to feel the greatest pleasures” she sings as she snaps her fingers and those hands return, groping our body, I was moaning out in manic pleasure in no time at all, the way the spirits gripped my breasts and caused them to leak, the way my curvy waist was grabbed, I couldn’t stop gasping with lust.

“Accept me, become me, love being me, just say yes while orgasming and we will become one” she sings, my lips quivering with bliss.

“What is our name, I will only accept you if I get to feel the greatest pleasure tonight” I speak out in our shared voice as I feel myself lifted by the ghostly grips to the bed, lay over the covers I feel her once again.

“Call us Katrina, and you will now feel the greatest pleasure” she coos as I feel the ghostly hands pinning my body, my dainty arms, my child bearing hips, my heaving milky breasts, my legs and even my plush rear which was against the bed currently but the apparitions don't care for physical objects, a fact they would make sure I was aware off as something was suddenly plunged into my pussy and started to thrust in and out hard and fast, it felt so big but I was still wearing my dress. That thought however would be broken as I felt another thrust into my rear, this ghostly phallus thrusting from inside the bed. Another two spectres would thrust in between my erotic breasts and into my mouth as they thoroughly had their way with me, something in my mind flipped as I was no longer myself but Katrina was now me, we took the ghost cocks for hours through the night.

As the clock struck 3am I would suddenly feel the phallus’ in and around me were a lot more real as they all came at once filling and covering me in their hot ectoplasm, I was left panting, I was Katrina.

When morning finally came I got out of bed and walked around my house, I threw my dress into the wash and took a bath, as myself and Katrina were now one in the same. We had command of the ghosts of this estate who acted as our servants cleaning and tidying our home. When the next night would come and one of the scientists could come into your home looking for someone, a perfect partner to descend upon and collect ectoplasm from, adding to your selection of serving wisps.