Wow. Oh wow. You're so hard tonight. I wonder what you're thinking about when you stroke
yourself. Half the time you don't even use porn. I wish I could just peek inside that
head of yours to see what delicious perverted fantasies you're making up while you're so
turned on. What's going on in that pretty little head of yours. It's just so, so hard
to watch this. To look at you every single night while you're touching yourself. To see
you having so much pleasure. To know that I'll never, ever be able to give you that.
It's not fair. It's just not fair. I don't want to just watch you anymore. I want to
touch you. I want to feel you. I want your warmth. I need you. I need you so badly.
None of the other people who lived here ever made me feel something like this. None of
them ever made me wish so, so much that I was still alive. Oh god. Oh god. You're about
to come, aren't you? I can see it throbbing. It's throbbing so very much. It's so exciting.
Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Please. Come for me. Come for me. Please. I love seeing you come so
much. Yes. Yes. Yes. Wow. That was a really good one. You're going to need a lot of tissues
for that. Okay. I want a closer look. So I'll just float down here and look at you. There's
so much. It looks so amazing. Wait. You're looking in my direction? Is there something
behind me? No. What's the matter? You look so pale. Like you've seen a... Wait. No. No.
No. It can't be. You can see me? Wait. Wait. No. No. No. Don't scream. Don't scream. Don't
scream. I... Oh my god. I never expected this. You really can see me and hear me? Oh my god.
You just nodded. Okay. I never thought that a living person could see ghosts like me.
This has never happened before. Okay. I really don't know how to react. Okay. It's okay.
It's okay. Okay. Just calm down. All right. I'm really, really not going to hurt you.
I promise. I really don't even think I can hurt you. I really just pass right through
you. Okay. Yeah. That's right. I'm a ghost. What am I doing here? Well, I live here, of
course. Well, I suppose not live, live here, but you know what I mean. This is my home.
It has been for years. How long? Oh, what year is it? Oh, right. Sorry. Time just kind
of passes when you're dead. Then it's been about 10 years. You know how these apartments
had a fire a long time ago? Oh, you didn't know about that? Well, I guess that's not
really a surprise. It was a long time ago after all. Well, they did. And I was in it.
My mom and little brother made it out, but I didn't. And the next thing I knew, here
I was. I'm trapped here. Really. I can't go at all past the walls of this apartment.
Anytime I try, it's like an invisible wall blocking my way. So here I am. I can see this
comes off as a big surprise to you. I don't blame you at all, of course. I can't imagine
you ever even considered you'd be living in a haunted apartment. I guess now you know
why the rent is so cheap, huh? Yeah. Usually people get some idea that it's haunted after
a while. I can't really interact with the physical world much, but sometimes people
just get nervous when they feel my presence. Or maybe I'll become briefly just corporeal
enough to accidentally knock something over. The last owners actually had a paranormal
investigator come out and inspect this place. He was a total hack though. He told them that
the soul of a lost child calls out for vengeance. I mean, come on. Do I look like a child? You
ever seen a child with boobs like these? I was 21 when I died. Or maybe 22. Wow. I actually
don't remember. It really has been a long time, hasn't it? And I've never had anyone
to talk to, so I haven't really thought about how old I was for a really, really long time.
Oh well. It doesn't really matter anymore, does it? Anyway, I'm not a wicked spirit or
anything seeking vengeance. What do I want if not vengeance? Well, I mean, I'm mostly
just lonely. I haven't really had another person to talk to ever since I died. If there's
not someone living in this apartment, then I really am all alone. At one point, it was
unoccupied for several months and I wound up just going to sleep. That was really scary.
I think I slept for months. It was like I was never going to wake up again. Like, I
would just fade away, disappear forever. It was really scary. Hey, what do you do? Did
you just try to hug me? Why? Because I looked sad. Well, I'm really touched. I mean, you
did just go right through me so it didn't really work, but it's a really nice thought
still. I knew you were a good person, so thank you. It really does mean a lot. Of course
I know that you're a good person. Well, I've watched you every day since you lived here.
Is that creepy? Yeah, of course it's creepy. I'm a ghost, so being creepy is kind of part
of the territory, huh? How much did I watch? Well, gosh. This is super embarrassing now.
I kind of watched you all the time. Pretty much any time you were here, I'd follow you
around and, well, pretend I was doing things with you. I'd talk to you while you cooked
and watch movies with you, lay on the couch with you when you were tired after a long
day of work. It made me feel less alone when I pretended I was really with you. I even
watched you in more private times, if I'm being completely honest, like when you were
in the shower or when you were masturbating. I watched you for so long, I saw all the things
that turned you on. At this point, I've probably even memorized all your favorite porn videos.
I've watched everything that you do to pleasure yourself, everything that fills you up with
lust. Watching you like that, it made me feel things that I've never felt before, things
that I'm not even sure I felt when I was alive. None of the other people who lived
in this apartment ever made me feel that way. When I watch you, I want nothing more than
to be able to touch you, to be able to feel your warmth. I guess I'm just so used to
people not being able to hear me that so much embarrassing stuff just slips out. I know
this must be a lot for you to take in. I know that you're probably still freaked out just
from knowing that ghosts really exist, much less when actually being in your apartment.
I won't blame you if you leave here. Everyone does when they suspect that this place is
haunted. Huh? You- you- you won't? You want to stay with me? Really? I- I don't- I-
Oh my god. I- I didn't know ghosts could cry. I haven't felt so happy since. Oh god. Why-
why are you being so nice to me? It's because you're lonely too? Really? But you're so
nice. I- I would've thought you'd have lots of friends. You don't? I- I mean, I guess
you do spend a lot of time here at home when you're not working. Even on weekends. So,
I guess we both are alone, huh? I'm so glad we found each other, then. This really is
like a dream come true. I never thought I'd be able to talk to you like this. Even when
I dreamed about being with you for real, I never dared to hope that it would actually
happen. Um. Um. Hey. I've been thinking, and I think there might actually be a way
for us to- to touch each other. Do you- do you want to try it? You do? Really? Okay.
Um. But basically, for it to work, I- I'll have to possess you. Yeah, ghosts can do that.
But only if the person we're trying to possess is open to it. Anyway, when a ghost possesses
someone, they become linked. They can feel everything the other feels. So, if you let
them possess you, we could feel each other. You want to do it? Really? You're sure? Okay.
Okay, then. Um. Just- just lay back and relax, okay? Close your eyes, and breathe deeply
for me. Good. Just like that. Now, I need you to clear your mind completely. I need
you to open yourself up so that I can fill your mind. Okay. I'm going to start to interview
you now. It might feel a little strange, but- but don't be afraid, okay? Just relax and
let me in. No, no, no, no, no. Don't try and move. Don't try and speak. Okay. I need
you to relax completely for me, okay? Just relax and trust in me. Give yourself to me
completely and entirely. Just let me in. You felt it, didn't you? I made your leg
move. If you let me in again, I'll be able to do even more. So, just relax for me, okay?
Let me in again. Just let me in, okay? Relax for me. You're doing really good. Wow. I'm
actually inside your mind. This is so amazing. It feels so good inside you like this, in
your body, with you. It's so warm, just like you. I can really feel you now. You're warmed.
I'm so happy. And you can feel me too, right? Oh, I guess I'm controlling you so you won't
be able to speak. You can still not though, right? Yeah, I thought so. And you can move
your eyes too. At this point, I can control everything below your neck though. I can shift
your legs apart and move your hands down. Oh, God. I'm actually touching your cock.
It feels so amazing. It's already so big and hard for me already. Is this really what you
feel? You feel this much pleasure every single time you touch yourself? No. I can tell that
this is even more than usual. You've never whimpered and groaned this much in all the
times I've watched you. Is it because you can feel me too? Is it because I'm the one
guiding your hands? Or is it just because you like being in someone else's control?
Wow. That's really it, huh? I didn't know that about you. It's so cute that you have
such a submissive side. No wonder you're so happy right now, deprived of all control,
forced to do nothing but watch and moan as I stroke you and tease you with your own hands.
But you like that. You like that so much, don't you? You really are a good boy, huh?
I know it makes you feel good. I know all the right spots. I've watched you so many
times. I've seen all the ways that you like to touch yourself. Right here. The way you
like to tease and drive yourself wild with lust just before you finally finish. Let me
do all of that for you. It's better when someone else can do it for you. You don't
have to concentrate now. All you have to do is lie back and lose yourself in bliss as
I control you. There you go. Such a good boy for me. God, those feeble little moans of
yours are so hot. I'm going to give you a little more control so you can moan for me
anymore. Okay, baby. You'll be a good boy for me, won't you? You'll moan as loud
and cutely as I want. Hmm? Ah, yeah. Just like that. You know, you really do have such
a cute voice. I think that's what first made me fall for you. Hearing your soft and sweet
and kind but still so manly voice moaning out your pleasure was just too much for me
to resist. I can hear you whimper and groan as I'm the one bringing you pleasure, as I'm
the one making you twitch and throb with so much lust. You're being such a good boy
for me. Being so good, letting me in, letting me touch you like this, making all those cute
moans for me. I can feel you getting closer. Just give in to it, won't you? Let yourself
give in to how good it feels, to how much you love being under my control, my good sweet
boy. Let yourself fall into the pleasure I'm giving you, okay? Oh god, your precom is just
seeping out and you're throbbing so much for me. Hmm? I can feel it now. I can feel just
how close you are. You're on the brink, aren't you, my good boy? Now, you're going to be
even better for me, aren't you? You're going to come for me. You're going to come for me
stroking and teasing your cough, for me using your hands to stroke it up and down, up and
down. Yes, I can feel how much you're throbbing. God, come for me. You'll come for me, won't
you? Be a good boy and come for me. I can feel just how close you are. Yes, yes, come
for me. Come for me. Oh god, yes. Come for me, my good boy. Spray it all out, okay? You
will, won't you? Spray it all out, all over your hand. Yes, yes, yes. Come for me. Come
for me, my good boy. Come for me. You're coming so much. There you go. There you go.
Oh my god. That was so amazing. I could feel both of our orgasms together. It was like
doubling the pleasure. I'm still reeling from it. Okay, I'm going to pull out of you
now, okay? Wow, your face really looks so cute after you come. This is actually the
first time I'm seeing it so up close. This is perfect. I never thought I could be so
happy. Even when I was alive, I never felt anything this good. I know that being together
is a bit strange, and I probably can't be with you the same way a real living girl could,
but since we're already living together, I was wondering, could I possibly maybe be your
girlfriend? Really? You mean it? Oh, darling, I... Oh god, I'm crying again. I'm sorry
you just made me so happy. Darling, what are you? Darling, you just kissed me, but how?
I mean, you shouldn't be able to touch me at all. Maybe because our senses are still
linked for me possessing you. That must be it. In that case, we really can't touch each
other. Well, I can. I can touch you. I can feel your cheek in my hand, and I can really
feel your lips against mine. And I can feel your arms around me. You're holding me so
close, darling. You're so warm. I just... I want to stay like this forever.
There's no need for either of us to be lonely anymore now. We can always be together now.
You're everything I could possibly want, and I promise I can be everything you want, too.
And since we can touch each other now, I won't even have to possess you anymore. But I can
if you want me to, my good boy.