


Futa Ghosts

by FutaMonster



Category: Fetish
Published: 2017-03-04
Updated: 2017-05-02
Packaged: 2017-05-09 06:19:13
Chapters: 5
Publisher: literotica.com
Story URL: https://www.literotica.com/s/futa-ghosts-ch-01
Author URL:
https://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=3530586&page=submissions
Summary: <p>1. Carla encounters a ghost that changes her life forever.</p>
<p>2. Carla recruits some help.</p>
<p>3. Warei reveals her plan to Carla.</p>
<p>4. More Futanari are made and celebrate in style.</p>
<p>5. Carla summons a demon queen from Hell.</p>
Erotica Tags: Blowjob, Demons, Fetish, Futa, Futanari, Ghost, Masturbation,
School, Schoolgirl, Sci-Fi & Fantasy, Teacher
Average Rating: 4.67





TABLE OF CONTENTS


Futa Ghosts Ch. 01

Futa Ghosts Ch. 02

Futa Ghosts Ch. 03

Futa Ghosts Ch. 04

Futa Ghosts Ch. 05




        Futa Ghosts Ch. 01


_This is the first part in a projected ten-part series. The story will contain
monster cocks, Futanari on Futanari sex, demons and scenes of incest. I hope
you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it._  
  
********  
  
Chapter One - The Summoning  
  
The school day passed as normal for Carla. There were lessons that she
listened attentively to, jokes shared with her twin friends Stacey and Alice,
and of course the obligatory spot of bullying from Vanessa on the way home.
This time the bitch had pulled her hair while insulting her about her family.
Carla tried to stay composed and managed it for the most part. At least she
refrained from crying in front of Vanessa and her gang of friends. It seemed
that to them, wanting to study and do well to earn a place at university made
her a freak. It didn't help that, while far from being ugly, Carla also wasn't
in the same league as Vanessa and her cronies when it came to looks. Her brown
hair was flat and dull no matter what she did with it. Her eyes were a nice
light blue colour, but there wasn't any sparkle to them. And her biggest
disappointment, as far as she was concerned, was the fact that her breasts
were too small. They weren't totally flat as some women's were, but she was a
bit thick around the waist and broad-shouldered too, which combined made her
tits look smaller than they actually were. And now she was eighteen, there was
little chance that they would grow any more. She was stuck with them.  
  
Suffice it to say, she was in a bit of a dark mood when she got home. Her
father was the town priest, so they lived in a small house attached to the
church. Her mother, Ava, looked at her with concern when she went in while
Amy, her older sister, tried to cajole the reason out of her. Carla stayed
mute however, knowing that to spill the beans wouldn't help. Her mother would
just inform the school and then Vanessa would have more ammunition against
her. Amy would just confront her herself, with much the same outcome likely.  
  
Her father, James, barely looked up from his study of the bible. It would take
more than a moody daughter to make him pay her any attention. But that day,
because she was so upset at what went on, Carla did do something that made him
take notice. She was helping her mother make the dinner when she accidentally
touched a boiling hot saucepan.  
  
Before she could stop herself, she cried out, "Shit!" and ran to put her hand
under the cold tap.  
  
Behind her, she heard her father slam the book down on the table. Carla
winced. She could tell he was angry - it was the only time he ever risked
damaging his precious books.  
  
"How dare you, young lady?" he said in his deceptively calm voice.  
  
"Please, James," Ava said, coming to her daughter's defence, "she has hurt
herself. Surely-"  
  
"Surely nothing. I will not have swear words uttered aloud in this house of
God!"  
  
Carla turned to face her parents. "I'm sorry, Dad. It just came out. I promise
it won't happen again."  
  
"Let me look at your hand," he said. She obligingly held it out. His touch was
surprisingly gentle as he examined it. "There's no lasting damage," he
declared.  
  
For just a moment, Carla let herself believe that that would be the end of it.
She should have known better. James grabbed her wrist and dragged her back
towards his chair. Carla cried out, begged him not to do it. Ava added her
voice to the pleas, but once his mind was made up nothing would change it. Her
father sat down in his chair and forced her to lay face-down across his lap.
He didn't hesitate; he just yanked her skirt up out the way and smacked her
bottom, first one cheek and then the other. Carla sobbed at the pain and the
injustice of it and prayed for him to stop, but he would not, not until he
decided the punishment had matched her crime. By the time he was done, both
cheeks were red raw with his hand prints. And to make matters worse, she could
feel his penis growing erect underneath her stomach. The revulsion she felt
almost made her vomit.  
  
"Now go to your room," James told her in his calm tone as if nothing had
happened. "There will be no dinner for you tonight."  
  
She looked to her mother for help, but Ava just glanced away. She looked
embarrassed but for as long as she could remember, Carla had never seen her
mother go against her husband. So she fled the room after putting her skirt
straight, tears streaming down her face. It wasn't fair. None of the other
students at school would get spanked just for swearing, she was sure of that.
And who wouldn't swear if they touched a hot pan? Her father was a heartless
monster. All her life she had had to live by his strict rules. Amy had managed
to get a little freedom ever since she found a boyfriend that James approved
of, but she still wasn't allowed to be alone with him. Sex before marriage was
one of the biggest sins in the world, as far as James was concerned. Things
were worse for Carla. She lived under his roof, stayed there the whole time
except when she was at school and there was hardly much respite there, either
- her father was the school's chaplain too, offering advice to all the
students. He kept an eye on his youngest daughter at all times. His strict
religious code barely left her free to enjoy anything.  
  
It was all so suffocating that Carla felt she had to do something - anything -
to get a sense of freedom. Failing that, at the very least she could do
something rebellious just to make herself feel better. With that in mind, she
decided not to head to her room as she had been told. As soon as she shut the
kitchen door behind her, she turned the other way and headed through the door
that connected the small house to the church. For a brief moment she
considered doing something like peeing in the font, but her mind rebelled just
at the thought of it. Hate her dad or not, there were some things she just
wouldn't do.  
  
She walked down the narrow stone steps to the church's cellar. It was down
here that James kept his library and personal study, which he always kept
locked up. Carla loved it down here, immersing herself in all the books on
history. It was her favourite subject at school and even though these books
were primarily focused on the history of the Catholic Church, nevertheless she
found them fascinating. The walls were lined with bookcases, while the middle
of the room was a wide open space.  
  
Carla ran her hand along a bookshelf, wondering which one to read this time,
when she noticed that the door to James' study was open. She stopped and
looked curiously into the little room. There wasn't much to it - just a desk,
a couple of chairs and another bookcase. She bit her lip, momentarily
undecided about what to do. But then she remembered his face when he decided
to punish her, the relish he showed when he spanked her and most of all, the
feeling of his hardening cock against her belly while he did so. Why shouldn't
she have a little nose around inside his things? She went in before she
changed her mind.  
  
Straight away, a book laying in the middle of his desk caught her attention.
The desktop was bare apart from this slim paperback volume. She leant over to
read the title, though it made no sense to her: "The Summoning of a Futa
Ghost".  
  
"What the Hell is a Futa Ghost?" she whispered to herself. "And why would Dad
have a book about summoning one? Isn't summoning normally something to do with
demons?"  
  
Curiosity got the better of her and she scooped the book up to read it. The
first few pages contained warnings of what would happen if a Futa Ghost was
carelessly summoned. They were the usual things - death to the summoner,
plagues for the surrounding area. Carla skipped over them until she found the
description of a Futa Ghost. Apparently, it was some kind of devil living in
one of the Circles of Hell that took the form of an ethereal woman. They would
inhabit the body of a human woman and then ... the details became quite vague
after that. It seemed that such a summoning had not been done in some time.  
  
"Why was Dad reading this book?" Carla mused. She started to put it back, but
then another page flipped over and she found a section entitled, "The Ritual".
It seemed rather simple to do. All it required was a fairly large open space
and the reading of a few words.  
  
She glanced out of the study at the library. That room seemed plenty big
enough. A wildness overtook her, her desire to hit back at her father
overwhelming her usually cautious nature. She strode out into the library and
stopped right in the centre. The words in the book made no sense to her. They
were gibberish, of no language she had ever seen before. But what did it
matter if she got the pronunciation right or wrong? It was only a made-up
ritual from a silly little book. It just felt good to be doing something
related to Hell in a house of God. She cleared her throat and spoke the words
as best she could.  
  
Then she waited. And waited.  
  
After a couple of minutes of absolutely nothing happening, she began to feel a
little foolish. She had acted like a child, throwing her toys out of the pram.
Perhaps she could sneak back to her room before anyone noticed her absence so
she could avoid any further punishment. Her father did hate it when his
daughters misbehaved more than once in a day. She returned the book to James'
desk. As she went back through the library, she paused just for a moment, in
case anything might happen. But of course it didn't. She had never really
expected it to.  
  
Fortunately she made it back to her room without seeing any member of her
family. When she got there, she found a sandwich wrapped in cellophane waiting
for her on her bed. Her mother may not have stood up to James directly, but
she always made sure her daughters didn't go without. Carla closed her eyes
and blessed her for it before devouring the sandwich in a couple of bites. She
stripped out of her uniform and threw herself down onto her bed. In moments
she had drifted off into sleep even though it was still only late afternoon.  
  
Her dreams were disjointed, hard to remember. All she could recall was that
each one involved sex. She was with some of the sexiest girls from school,
like her friends Stacey and Alice, naked and kissing and licking each other.
Carla had always known she preferred women to men, but she had never had such
explicit dreams about them before. There was even one dream where she was with
Vanessa, but instead of being bullied by her they were fucking.  
  
When she awoke, it was around 9:00PM. She stirred slowly and it took a moment
for her to realise that she had two of her fingers jammed into her sopping wet
pussy. She pulled them out with a start and sat up. The bedsheets between her
legs were soaked too and more juice still leaked from her aching cunt.  
  
"Oh no," she whispered. She scrubbed at the sheets with her hands but it did
no good. If her father saw this and realised she had been masturbating, she
would get more than a spanking. As far as he was concerned, it was one of the
most evil sins imaginable. She laid back on the bed and squeezed shut her eyes
but that only made things worse. Instantly images from her dreams came back to
her, of Stacey eating her out, or of her fingering her twin's pussy. Carla's
fingers moved of their own accord back between her legs. She rubbed her middle
finger up and down her slit. Just the smallest amount of stimulation made her
twitch and she had to stifle a moan. Why was she so horny? She couldn't
understand it, but neither did she fight it. If she was going to get in
trouble anyway, she may as well enjoy it as much as possible. She slipped her
finger inside of her and immediately clenched her legs around her hand as an
orgasm shook her. She had to bite her lip to keep from screaming out.  
  
As she lay there, shuddering, she slowly became aware that her room was
suffused with a strange light. It was pitch black outside, but her bedroom had
a strange, bluish glow to it. She opened her eyes fully and saw for the first
time the ghostly figure standing over her bed, staring down at her. It had a
definitely feminine shape, with big, perfectly round breasts and dark nipples.
Its face was that of a woman too, a particularly beautiful one except for the
blue tinge to the skin. But the whole thing was transparent. Carla could see
the ceiling and the rest of the room through it. She should have been scared,
but instead she felt a strange calmness settle down over her.  
  
"Greetings, mortal," it said in a sultry, seductive voice.  
  
"Wh-what are you?" Carla asked. Her voice shook, a warning to her that the
calmness she felt was not natural.  
  
The creature smiled at her. "You don't know? You should do - you did summon
me, after all."  
  
For a second Carla didn't know what it was talking about, but then it all came
flooding back to her. "You're a Futa Ghost? I thought ..."  
  
"That we didn't exist? I am not surprised. We have been gone from your world
for a long time. I was so glad to hear your summons, but it took me some time
to arrive."  
  
Carla couldn't believe what was happening. She wondered if she were in a dream
still and pinched herself on the arm. She gasped at the jolt of pain. Not a
dream, then. Just a waking nightmare.  
  
"What do you want with me?" she asked.  
  
"Why, what all Futa Ghosts want. I wish to make a deal with you. You allow me
inside your body, to see through your eyes, hear through your ears. I want to
experience the mortal world once more. And in exchange, I give you access to
the greatest pleasures you could possibly imagine."  
  
"Inside my body?" Carla hated the way her voice squeaked when she was nervous.
She took a breath, tried to compose herself. "What exactly do you mean?"  
  
"I would possess you. But do not fear - I will not take control of your body
except in extreme circumstances. You will still be yourself. I will be more of
a ... passenger, you might say. You will barely know I am there. And think of
what I can offer you." It's ghostly hand drifted over Carla's thigh and rested
lightly against her exposed pussy. Instantly another orgasm took her, more
powerful than any she had experienced before. Her mind went blank, drifting on
a sea of erotic pleasure.  
  
As swiftly as it came, the sensation went again, and Carla found herself still
lying on the bed, sheathed in sweat and a now familiar ache between her legs.
Gasping, she stared up at the ghost.  
  
"What's your name? I won't let you in unless I know your name."  
  
Another smile came to its face. "I am called Warei. It is a pleasure to meet
you, Carla. Do we have a deal?"  
  
Before she could think harder about just what she was agreeing to, Carla
nodded. The Futa Ghost floated up into the air and then shot down into her.
She jolted. The feeling was like being suddenly dunked into a bath full of icy
cold water. She sat bolt upright. Nothing felt any different, except there was
a light tingling all over her body for a few seconds. Once that passed it was
as if nothing had happened.  
  
"I told you," Warei's voice said inside her head. "Most of the time you will
forget I am here. Now, I have a gift for you. Stand up and turn the light on,
then stand before the mirror."  
  
Carla did as she was told, wondering what this gift could be. The tingling
sensation returned, stronger this time. At first nothing happened but slowly
she began to notice things changing. First of all her stomach got flatter, the
excess fat she had always carried disappearing before her very eyes. Then her
waist narrowed, not to the point of appearing too skinny, but just giving her
the hourglass figure she had always dreamed of. Carla held her breath,
watching in awe as the body she had always wanted began to take shape on her
previously average figure. Next to get the attention was her chest. They
filled out while still remaining in perfect proportion. They kept growing
until they became a healthy 34E size with small, pert nipples. She slowly
raised her hands and cupped her magnificent new breasts. They felt firm, but
also pliable under her fingers. She tweaked her nipples and they immediately
hardened. The tingling continued and she did a quick half-turn in time to see
her butt filling out too. Where once it had been flat and unattractive, now it
stuck out pleasingly, definitely on the right side of the line dividing "big"
and "fat". She jumped and was pleased to see the way it bounced.  
  
"Do you like my present?" Warei inquired.  
  
"Oh, I do!" Carla couldn't prevent the smile spreading across her face. That
was when she noticed the changes that had come to her face. It was still
undeniably hers, but now it was framed in lustrous brown hair and there was a
sparkle to her blue eyes. She leant in close, admiring her reflection for the
first time she could remember. "I'm beautiful," she said. "I'm ... desirable."  
  
"Yes, you are certainly that."  
  
"But ... what am I going to tell everyone when they ask me how this happened?
They won't believe the truth!"  
  
"Before you go out into the public, we will make changes to your wardrobe,"
Warei said. "Then all you have to do is convince people you have always had
this body, but a new change in attitude has encouraged you to show it off
more. Trust me, people will believe it because it is easier to believe than
thinking you have had your body altered by a Futa Ghost."  
  
Carla returned to her bed and laid down. She closed her eyes and let her
fingers explore her new body. It felt as though all her nerves were afire. The
lightest touch set them tingling. She admired the silky smoothness of her
thighs, her toned belly, her wonderfully sensitive nipples. Those she pinched
and tugged at until they stuck out as much as they could. She was getting wet
between the legs again but before she touch herself there Warei spoke again.  
  
"There is something else I have for you, too. Try not to be too shocked."  
  
Carla's eyes opened when she felt a weird sensation between her legs. There
was something growing down there! Her eyes widened in horror as a fleshy
appendage began to sprout. It kept growing inch by inch until she began to
wonder if it would ever stop. It was - there was no other way of saying it - a
cock. She had grown a huge penis! She guessed it to be about fourteen inches
long, and as thick around as her wrist. It appeared to grow out of her just
above her pussy. Panicking more than a little, she felt down there until she
was relieved to find she still had a vagina. But as soon as she touched it,
her cock twitched. She yanked her hands back.  
  
"Why are you so surprised?" Warei asked. "Did you not read the book before
summoning me?"  
  
"Not-not all of it, obviously," Carla said faintly. She stared at her new
member. Once, a few months ago, her father had allowed her to stay over at her
friends' house for a sleepover. Stacey and Alice had been excited and put on
what they called a naughty video to educate her. It showed a woman being
fucked by a black guy with a big dick. Both her friends had cooed over the
size of the penis. Lacking anything to measure it by, Carla guessed that it
must have been far bigger than the average. Well, what she had between her
legs now put that man to shame. And something else was happening too. From her
position, she could look down between her breasts to see the cock resting
against her thigh. She couldn't deny it - the sight was quite exciting to her.
Even as she thought it, her cock twitched again and began to rise until it
stood right out from her body.  
  
"Why did it do that?" she exclaimed.  
  
"I take it you are a virgin," Warei said. "Don't panic about it. Believe me,
it is perfectly normal. Why don't you touch it? You might like it."  
  
Her hands shaking, Carla did as suggested. She wrapped her small hands around
the shaft and gently started stroking it up and down. The pleasure was
undeniable. Before she knew what she was doing she started working her hands
faster and faster until a few seconds later, her cock jerked and sent a
fountain of white liquid shooting up into the air, followed by another and
another. It landed on her body, her face, her bed. Some even went in her mouth
and she hurriedly spat it back out again. But her cock kept on shooting. Six,
seven, eight spurts until finally it was done. By then, her thighs, her belly,
her tits and her face were all coated with semen. She collapsed back on the
bed, her breath coming in harsh gasps. The feeling was unlike anything she had
ever experienced before.  

"Your first orgasm from our penis," Warei said. "How does it feel?"  
  
"A-amazing," Carla admitted. She wiped cum off her lips so it was easier to
talk. "I ... I never knew it was like that."  
  
"Trust me, this is just the first of many. Now, you ought to sleep while I
clean you up. Your family might otherwise wonder where all this semen came
from."  
  
As if a switch had been flipped in her head, Carla fell asleep as soon as
Warei stopped talking.  
  
*****  
  
Carla awoke with a start and sat up on her bed. She had had the weirdest dream
last night. At least, she thought it was a dream. It had seemed so real. She
glanced down between her legs and felt a flood of relief when she didn't see a
cock there. There was also no cum on her and her bed was utterly clean.  
  
"Thank God. It must have been a dream."  
  
She smiled to herself. It had been a good dream, though. Now she was faced
with the reality of her boring home life and her average ... body ...  
  
Carla looked down again. She froze. It was impossible, but her body was still
changed, just as it had been in her dream! Her breasts were still bigger, her
waist slimmer. The only thing that had gone was the penis. She touched her
breasts. They were definitely real, and definitely just as they had been last
night. She leapt to her feet and looked in the mirror. Her butt was still
gorgeously big, too!  
  
"What happened to me?" she asked inside her head. When a voice replied, she
nearly screamed.  
  
"Don't you remember? We worked together to give you the body of your dreams."  
  
"Warei?" Carla said aloud.  
  
"You don't need to talk for me to hear you," the Futa Ghost replied. "I can
hear your thoughts."  
  
"I-I thought it was a dream. It must have been."  
  
"It wasn't. We are joined now, you and I. I want to thank you for that. I had
almost forgotten what a pleasurable experience this was."  
  
"But what about my, er, you know. The thing."  
  
"You mean penis?" Warei laughed. "Do not worry, it is still present. You can
call it forth whenever you want."  
  
"How?"  
  
"Simply will it to come out. Try it."  
  
Carla didn't expect anything to happen, so when she stared into the mirror and
concentrated, and then that huge penis sprang forth, she fell to the floor
with a cry. It rested between her legs, looking for all the world like it had
always been there. She felt around its base, trying her best not to stimulate
it, but she could find no join, nothing to suggest that the cock did not in
fact belong to her.  
  
"Please make it go away," she whispered.  
  
"Are you sure?"  
  
"Of course I'm sure! What would everyone say if they saw me with ... with
this!"  
  
"I suspect most of them would want to fuck you."  
  
"What do you mean?!"  
  
"I have not only made physical changes to you, Carla. You can now exude an
aura. Anyone close to you will be drawn to you. They will want to please you,
especially sexually, and their inhibitions will be greatly reduced. You could
fuck anyone you wanted. And the best thing is, the aura has a lasting effect
too. Anyone you fuck will love you and will be desperate to be with you again.
I advise you use this ability sparingly, mind you, to make sure you don't
arouse suspicion, at least to start with."  
  
Carla nodded, though she was only half listening. It all just sounded too mad.
Thankfully her penis retracted. She touched her belly, where it seemed she
must be able to feel it, but there was nothing. Surprisingly, she felt a pang
of loss that it was no longer there.  
  
Over the next hour, Warei educated her in how to give off the sexual aura and
how to draw people to her. She practised at summoning her penis and sending it
away again until it almost became second nature. Doing all this started to
turn her on, despite how strange it all still was to her. She decided to head
to the shower to clean herself off and clear her head. Part of her also
thought it would provide an ideal opportunity to experiment again.  
  
It was still very early in the morning, so no one else in the house was around
when Carla crossed the narrow hallway to the bathroom. She turned the shower
on and waited impatiently for the water to heat up. As she did so, she
unconsciously rubbed her pussy with two of her fingers until it was soaking
wet. Was she always going to be this horny, she mused. It would make things
very awkward at school and in town. When she got under the shower, she spent
some time washing her hair and soaping her new look body. She didn't intend
it, but she couldn't resist the temptation to have a go with her penis again.
She called it forth and out it came, already erect. She ran her fingernails
across the head, sending a thrill through her.  
  
She pumped her cock hard, like she had the night before. She was ready this
time when her orgasm came and she aimed her cock so that the sperm would be
washed away down the plug. Still, she was staggered by the volume of cum she
could produce as spurt after spurt erupted from her. She felt herself go weak
at the knees and gratefully sank down. She sat beneath the water, still
rubbing her cock. It showed no inclination to go flaccid. Driven by desire,
she pressed her cock up against her body. It nestled perfectly between her
breasts. She hugged herself, a feeling of bliss stealing over her.  
  
She had no idea how long she stayed like that, but she was jerked out of it by
an impatient knocking on the door.  
  
"Hurry up, Carla!" It was her sister, Amy. "You've been in there ages and I
need to pee!"  
  
Carla quickly switched the shower off, made her dick disappear and wrapped
herself in a towel. She hoped it would hide all the other changes to her body.
She opened the door, braced for awkward questions, but Amy clearly had other
things on her mind.  
  
"About time!" she exclaimed as she pushed past. "I'm nearly bursting."  
  
Carla left her sister to it and returned to her room. Once she had dried off,
she open her underwear drawer and pulled out a bra.  
  
"Ah," she said. Her face went red when she realised that none of them would
fit anymore. She tried it anyway and while she could just about get it on, it
pinched horribly uncomfortably and she quickly took it off again.  
  
"I said we would have to sort your wardrobe out," Warei said. "There will be
plenty of time for that later, though. Do you have school this afternoon?"  
  
She nodded. Thank God it was only a half day, or she would almost certainly be
late.  
  
"That gives us time to make some necessary adjustments then," her new
companion said.  
  
She spent the morning following Warei's instructions. First she put on some
loose trousers and a shapeless top that hid her new curves and headed down to
the kitchen for breakfast. Ava welcomed her warmly but as expected, James
completely ignored her. Thankfully it seemed that neither of them had heard
any strange noises emanating from her room the previous night. She gulped down
a bowl of cereal, assuring her mum that she was perfectly fine when she
appeared concerned.  
  
As soon as she decently could, she went back to her room. Warei tutted at the
skirt Carla wore to school, declaring that it was far too long, coming almost
down to her knees. It was true that most of the girls at school wore skirts
that barely covered their butts but she had never wanted to be that daring,
even if her father had allowed it. But under Warei's direction she cut off the
bottom half of the fabric. It was a bit ragged but she didn't much care. She
stripped off and pulled her new-look skirt on. It was a bit longer than the
slutty ones some girls wore, but it was still far more revealing that anything
she was used to. The slightest gust of wind would lift the skirt up enough
that anyone could see her butt.  
  
She returned to her underwear drawer. Warei told her to leave the bras and to
pick out a pair of panties. All of Carla's were big and white and
unattractive, covering every inch of her buttocks. Or at least they had. Now,
when she pulled a pair on, they disappeared inside her ass crack. They cupped
her buttocks brilliantly, making them look even rounder. Despite herself,
Carla paused to admire her reflection, lifting the skirt out of the way. There
was no doubt about it - she had a body all the girls would be jealous of. To
complete the look, she put on her plain white shirt and buttoned it up. It now
strained against her unconfined breasts. There was even a gap between the
buttons that anyone could quite clearly peep through to see her breast. The
thought of being exposed so set her heart fluttering.  
  
"This will be fun," Warei assured her. "Just trust me."  
  
Carla put a jacket on and did it up so her parents wouldn't see her top,
though she could do nothing to hide her scandalous new skirt. She crept out of
her room but had barely taken two steps before she heard someone behind her.  
  
"Whoa!"  
  
She spun to find Amy standing in the hallway, her mouth hanging open in shock.
Her expression soon turned into one of delight though.  
  
"I like this new look! What brought it on?"  
  
Carla blushed. For the first time, she realised just how attractive her sister
was. She wore tiny little shorts and a cropped top that showed off her tall,
athletic frame to perfection. Unconsciously, she licked her lips.  
  
"Carla?" Amy said. "You OK?"  
  
"Huh? Oh, yeah." She shook her head to clear her thoughts. What had she been
thinking, lusting over her own sister like that?  
  
"I asked what was with the new look," Amy said patiently.  
  
"Oh, n-nothing much," she stammered. "I'm just sick of being controlled by
Dad. So ..." She motioned to her new outfit.  
  
Amy laughed. "Good on you! It's about time you stood up to him. Well, enjoy
school, won't you? I'm off for a run."  
  
Carla turned to watch her go, unable to stop admiring the sway of Amy's butt
and hips when she walked.  
  
"We could fuck her," Warei said.  
  
Carla gasped. "She's my sister!" she thought furiously.  
  
"Ah, yes, I forgot you humans have strange feelings about family. Forget I
mentioned it."  
  
*****  
  
Her journey to school was largely uneventful, though she was sure that there
were more people looking at her than ever before. At first she was embarrassed
and withdrew into her shell a little, but Warei encouraged her to enjoy it,
pointing out that it just meant that they found her attractive and that was
never a bad thing. After that, she undid her jacket and walked with more of a
spring in her step.  
  
Her new attitude definitely didn't go unnoticed at school. Even Paula,
undoubtedly the most beautiful girl in their year, stopped to stare at her as
she strutted by. She heard a few muttered comments about having had work done
and wanted to put them straight, but she didn't know how. The truth would
hardly have worked. So she chose instead to ignore them.  
  
Her only lesson of the day was a two-hour class on history with one of her
favourite teachers. Miss Jones was somewhere in her thirties, with a big bust
that she almost always had on show in a half-unbuttoned shirt. That day, the
top three buttons were open, giving Carla an unobstructed view of her cleavage
nestled in a pink lacy bra. The headmistress of the school, Mrs Haverstock,
had tried numerous times to get Miss Jones to cover up, but to no effect.
Another teacher may have had a warning, but the students in her class
outperformed every other one so a blind eye was turned. Carla had no idea if
Miss Jones enjoyed the thought of being ogled by a class full of teenage
girls, but she never ever dressed conservatively. Her outfit today was
completed by a tight black skirt that hugged the contours of her butt and hips
most deliciously.  
  
Carla would have spent the entire lesson admiring her teacher if it wasn't for
the presence of Paula in the same class. As usual, she sat on the opposite
side of the class to Carla, surrounded by her closest friends. Some of them
could be quite bitchy, though Paula herself was always polite, at least to
people's faces. She was one of the girls who favoured an extremely short skirt
and from Carla's position at the back of the class, she had a fantastic view
of her legs. Paula sat with them crossed, displaying a large expanse of white,
beautiful thigh. Carla couldn't take her eyes from the sight. While Miss Jones
talked on about something - she thought it had to do with the Roman Empire -
Carla just stared at those legs. Occasionally Paula would run a hand along her
thigh, even lifting the skirt a little higher sometimes. It was as if she was
encouraging the attention. She felt a stirring between her legs and realised
with a start that her cock was growing. Quickly, before anyone could notice,
she retracted it again. Her heart pounding, she resolved to concentrate on the
lesson and to ignore all erotic thoughts.  
  
Unfortunately, that did not turn out to be easy. Miss Jones had noticed her
inattention and decided to do something about it. Carla watched her come
closer with a growing sense of discomfort. She had never been told off in
class before. But it was more than that. Miss Jones walked purposefully and
with each step, her breasts jiggled up and down. Carla found herself almost
hypnotised by them. It became even worse when the teacher stopped by her desk
and leant over it. Suddenly Carla's face was inches away from that beautiful
cleavage. She longed to bury her face in it but forced herself to look up and
meet Miss Jones' eye.  
  
"You haven't been paying attention," the teacher said. She had a soft, gentle
voice, but there was anger smouldering in her eyes. "Have I bored you? Is
there somewhere else you would rather be?"  
  
"No, s-sorry, Miss. It won't happen again." Carla gazed up at her, fear making
her eyes go wide. She did not want to be sent to see Mrs Haverstock because
without doubt, her father would hear of it.  
  
"Don't worry about a thing," Warei said confidently. Carla started; she had
almost forgotten about her invisible companion.  
  
Before she knew what was happening, she felt Warei's aura envelop her and
spread out towards the teacher. Miss Jones' eyes glazed over for a second.
When they returned to normal, her whole demeanour had changed. A smile came to
her lips, her hand came up to brush against her breast.  
  
"As this is your first time," she said in a husky tone, "I am prepared to let
it go. But you should stay after class so we can discuss it further." She
returned to the front of the class to continue the lesson.  
  
Carla stared after her. Warei had told her what the aura did, but she never
imagined it would be quite so powerful.  
  
"You've seen nothing yet," Warei told her confidently.  
  
The rest of the lesson passed normally, though Carla noticed a few of the
girls giving her odd looks. Because of her uncharacteristic behaviour, she
assumed. But it was Miss Jones' behaviour that kept her attention. While she
was mostly normal, Carla couldn't help but note the way she would
unconsciously bring her hand either to her breast or between her legs. It was
never for long and she would jerk her hand away again, but she was sure she
was not the only one who saw it.  
  
Once the lesson was over, the other girls filed out. Carla remained in her
seat. There were butterflies in her stomach as she wondered what Miss Jones
was going to do with her. The first thing she did was go over to the windows
and close all the blinds, and then she moved to lock the door. The whole time
she looked as though she was in a dream. Her steps were slow, hesitant, like
she didn't really know why she was doing what she was doing.  
  
"What's going on?" Carla asked silently. She could sense Warei's amusement.  
  
"Just relax and watch," the Futa Ghost said. "I will show you what real fun is
like."  
  
Without warning, Warei shunted Carla aside and took over her body. It was a
strange experience, almost like she was in a waking coma. She was aware of
everything, could still sense everything, but she had no control over what she
did. She could only watch as Warei made her stand up and walk towards the
front of the classroom. Miss Jones stood waiting for her. She played with her
tits with both hands, kneading them through her shirt. Carla strode right up
to her. She put her hands on the teacher's shoulders and leaned in for the
kiss. Jones responded hungrily. Their lips locked together, their tongues
explored one another's mouths. Miss Jones unbuttoned her shirt and slipped it
off, never breaking the kiss. Carla watched, dumbfounded. It was as if she was
possessed!  
  
When Warei eventually pulled back, the teacher nearly stumbled. Carla caught
her by cupping her breasts in her hands. Now they were just covered by the
lacy bra but that didn't last long.  
  
"Take off your bra, Jessica," Warei said.  
  
Part of Carla wondered how she knew Miss Jones' name, but most of her was
distracted by the sight of her magnificent breasts springing free of their
confines. Carla bent down and took a nipple in her mouth, sucking it and
nipping gently at it. The teacher moaned and put her hands on the back of
Carla's head to push her against her chest. Carla turned her attention to the
other breast, leaving a string of drool on her teacher's chest. She could have
kept at it forever but Warei had other ideas. She straightened and once she
had Jessica's attention, pointed imperiously to the floor. Her lover knew
immediately what was desired of her and went to her knees. She gazed up
worshipfully at her student. Her left hand was buried beneath her skirt.  
  
Warei pulled her panties down and straight away her cock sprang into view. The
head brushed against Miss Jones' face as it came erect. Warei took a step
forward and opened her legs so that Jessica's face was buried in her pussy.
She eagerly started to lick the slit, teasing the clitoris with her thumb.
Carla groaned. The feeling was incredible, especially combined with Warei
stroking her cock at the same time. Her teacher proved herself to be an expert
at oral. Her tongue swirled around her pussy deliciously as she inserted first
one finger and then another into Carla's virgin pussy. It was all too much for
her and she exploded in an orgasm. She shook so hard she had to release her
cock and grab hold of the desk to support herself. All the while Jessica never
stopped licking her out. She greedily lapped up Carla's pussy juice and did
her best to get more.  
  
Once again, however, Warei wanted to do something different. She took a step
back and aimed her cock at the teacher's open mouth. Pussy juice dribbled down
her chin. She didn't hesitate. Once she saw that cock dangling in front of
her, she engulfed its head in her mouth. Her wondrous tongue worked its magic.
She teased the small slit, moved her tongue in circles all around the head,
and slowly took inch after inch into her mouth. She hit her limit with about
eight inches inside of her. Warei grabbed her head and held her still there
until Miss Jones forcefully pulled back with a loud gasp. Warei wasn't about
to let her rest however. She shoved her cock forward and once again it slid
between Jessica's lips. She pushed further and further in. Eight inches
disappeared effortlessly, then another and another. Carla didn't understand
how Miss Jones was still breathing until she noticed the bluish glow coming
from Warei's hands. She must have been somehow adapting the teacher's body
much as she had done with Carla's own.  
  
Warei did not stop at ten inches. She didn't stop until all fourteen inches
were rammed down Jessica's throat and her nose was crushed against Carla's
belly. Carla could see the bulge her cock made in her teacher's throat. It was
unreal. Warei started to move her hips back and forth, mashing her cock
against the back of Jessica's throat. Each time she pulled out, Jessica took
as deep a breath as she could, and when the penis was shoved back in it was
with a wet, gagging sound. That noise filled the classroom until she was sure
the whole school could hear it.  
  
She had no idea how long the face fucking went on for but eventually, after
Miss Jones had spit dangling from her chin almost reaching the floor, Carla
felt a tensing in her cock and knew what was coming. Warei pulled out until
only the head of her penis was in Jessica's mouth as the first shot of semen
came out. Miss Jones did her best to swallow it all, but there was far too
much. After the third spurt of cum, it burst out from around the cock and
spilt over her chin and ran down onto her chest. Still more came. She gulped
it down greedily. Warei yanked her cock out of her mouth in time for the final
jet to strike the teacher in the face, splattering up into her hair.  

The Futa Ghost gave up control of the body so suddenly that Carla staggered
back and fell to the floor. Cum still leaked from her cock onto the carpet.
They had made quite a mess. There was a puddle of cum around her teacher,
whose clothes were also saturated. There were even droplets of cum all over
her desk and the paperwork. As for Miss Jones herself, she still knelt beside
the desk, a blissful smile on a face that was barely visible beneath the cum.
Her beautiful breasts were also coated in it, but she didn't look like she
cared. In fact, she scooped up some of the sperm with her fingers and licked
it up. She kept going until her chest and face were both as clean as she could
get them.  
  
Carla glanced at her watch and found that almost half an hour had passed.
"Shit!" she swore. She needed to get home fast or her father would be angry
again. She made her cock disappeared and hunted around for her panties.
Unfortunately, when she found them she discovered they too were caked with
rapidly drying semen. She agonised for a moment but then pulled them back on
anyway. It was either that or go commando. She just hoped no one would smell
them.  
  
She went to leave, but then glanced back at Miss Jones. She still hadn't
moved, except to start fingering her pussy. "What do I do with her?" she
asked.  
  
"Tell her to clean the room up and then get on with her day," Warei said. "She
will have forgotten all about this in an hour or two."  
  
Carla did as suggested then departed, leaving her teacher to try and remove
the cum stains from the carpet. She wondered how she would manage to get home
safely with her shirt and skirt so ruined. Warei just found the thought
amusing. She did however consent to help Carla with her own problem. She
extended her aura so no one would notice any strange smells coming from her.  
  
"This is just the start," the Futa Ghost promised her. "You and I are going to
have so much fun together."  
  
Carla felt the excitement course through her. She couldn't wait to see what
would happen next.




        Futa Ghosts Ch. 02


_Note: You will need to read Chapter One to get a full picture of the story._  
  
*****  
  
Chapter Two - The Second Summoning  
  
After the episode with Miss Jones, Carla was careful not to abuse her powers
again for a while. Warei didn't understand why, even when Carla explained that
it just felt wrong. There were so many occasions where she could have taken
advantage but she held herself back. She didn't want to turn into some sex-mad
creature. So even when the gorgeous Paula dropped her purse and bent over
right in front of her, Carla quickly looked away and distracted herself
instead of staring at that gorgeous butt wiggling in front of her.  
  
She was proven right in her caution a few days later at home. She had been
sitting at home minding her own business when Amy walked in wearing just a
towel - one that barely covered her butt. She passed in front of Carla
nattering away about something or other, but Carla could not remember a word
she said. All she could think about was how hot her sister looked and that
maybe she could catch a tantalising glimpse of her pussy. Before she knew what
was happening, Warei had seized control, making her cock come out, and
advanced on Amy. It took all of Carla's willpower to take back over just
before she reached out and grabbed her sister. She hurried away, leaving a
thoroughly confused Amy wondering what she had said wrong.  
  
"Why did you stop me again?" Warei complained. "We could have had some fun!"  
  
"She is my sister!" Carla said furiously.  
  
"So? ... Ah, I do remember something about this from a long time ago. You
humans don't have sex with members of your own family, correct?"  
  
"Yes! That's correct!" Her face was red with embarrassment. All she could
think about was, what if Amy had turned round at the wrong time? What would
she have thought?  
  
"All these rules you have around sex are so restrictive," Warei said. "You
need to learn that they no longer apply to you, not now that I am here."  
  
"That's not true. You might not care, but I do! I do not want to fuck my own
sister."  
  
"So why is your pussy so wet?"  
  
Though it didn't seem possible, the Futa Ghost was telling the truth. Carla
could feel the moisture between her legs. Every time she closed her eyes, all
she could see was Amy in that towel ... and then the towel falls to the floor
and her sister stands before her in all her naked glory.  
  
"You see it makes sense," Warei crooned. "You need release before all this
tension inside you build up and up until you explode. It is not healthy, going
a whole week without fucking someone. Your aura will grow weaker the longer
you leave it. You should fuck someone today."  
  
She didn't want to admit it, but Carla could sense she was right. It had grown
harder and harder ignoring all the temptation around her. She would have to do
something about it. But not, definitely not, with Amy. "Fine," she said. "I'll
find someone at school. But it has to be discreet, all right? I don't want the
whole school knowing what I have become."  
  
"No, that would be bad," Warei allowed. "Very well, you choose who and when
and where. I'll just make sure they're agreeable."  
  
Carla dressed quickly in her new-look uniform. It had been terribly difficult
hiding it from her parents, but the use of a long coat and insisting on doing
her own laundry just about did it. Still, she did not want to alter her
behaviour too much or they would be bound to notice. She had to take things
steadily. At least on this point she and Warei were in agreement.  
  
Having the Futa Ghost inside her still felt a little weird, but not nearly as
bad as at the start. For the most part Warei was a silent passenger, just
asking the odd question about aspects of human culture. She seemed fascinated
in everything around her, though that was hardly surprising considering she
had spent hundreds of years in Hell. Carla tried not to think about that. She
didn't like the idea of aiding a demon, but Warei consistently claimed that it
was an injustice, her kind being banished as they were. She assured her that
all she wanted was a bit of freedom and Carla believed her.  
  
The only downside to Warei's presence was her increased libido. Before the
ghost came into her life she barely thought about sex, even though all her
school friends talked about it all the time. To her it was just another aspect
of life that she didn't experience due to her religious upbringing, and it was
an aspect that she didn't really miss. But now she saw the potential for sex
in just about anything. Every student and teacher at school became a potential
partner, even some of the uglier ones. Each day when she got home she went
into the shower and masturbated until she painted the wall with her cum but it
made little difference. Warei's sex drive seemed to be without end.  
  
Perhaps if I let her have her way again, she will let me be for a while, Carla
reasoned. Today will be the day.  
  
*****  
  
It was history again. Miss Jones lectured in her usual way, showing absolutely
no sign that she remembered her tryst with Carla. She treated her exactly the
same as she did before. Carla did her best to pay attention but it was
difficult. There was an itch between her legs and she knew her cock wanted to
come out. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat and fought to keep control.
Her plight wasn't helped by the fact that she had an unobstructed view of
Paula again. She wore her usual short skirt and today she had tied her plain
white shirt up in a knot beneath her breasts, leaving her belly exposed. There
was a lot of exposed flesh with her today and Carla found her eyes drawn to
her again and again.  
  
Somehow she made it through to the end of the lesson and the end of the day
without exploding. She almost ran out of the classroom and to one of the
toilets. She locked herself in the cubicle and tried to think about what to
do.  
  
"It's obvious," Warei said. "You like her and, believe me, she is going to
like you. You have good taste, Carla - she will be an excellent catch."  
  
Carla steeled herself for what she had to do. It was so unlike anything she
had done before, she didn't know if she had it in her. But she had a Futa
Ghost in her instead, so she figured that would work just as well.  
  
"Now you get the idea!" Warei laughed. It was such a happy, carefree laugh
that Carla felt the nervousness drain from her. She was bound to succeed, with
this ghost with her.  
  
She walked out of the school, confident that Paula would not have left yet.
She never went straight away. She soon found her standing in the middle of the
playing field with six of her friends. Carla balked at the sight of the group
but Warei silently urged her on and reminded her of what she could do. So
Carla put a smile on her face and strode over like there was nothing unusual
about it at all.  
  
The girls watched her coming with a mixture of curiosity and distaste. People
like her never approached people like them, not unless they had been summoned.
They sneered at her. One of them said something in a low voice that made the
rest of them laugh. But Carla ignored them. She had eyes only for Paula. Her
target looked confused and then nervous when she realised she was the focus of
Carla's attention. But when she got close enough, Warei sent out her aura and
suddenly all the girls went quiet. They looked at her with something like
adoration on their faces, even Paula.  
  
Carla stopped and opened her mouth to speak, but suddenly she couldn't find
the words. She didn't think she had it in her to be as forward as she needed
to be in this situation. With an impatient sigh, Warei took over.  
  
"Paula, can I have a word with you a minute?" she asked in a gentle, seductive
voice.  
  
She expected an outright refusal, despite everything that had happened to her
recently, so she was surprised when Paula responded with an eager nod and
immediately set off with her. The rest of her group remained behind, staring
jealously after them.  
  
Carla led her back to the toilets, empty at this time of day as the other
students had gone home. As soon as the door closed behind them, Warei stripped
off. Paula's eyes went as big as saucers when she saw the enormous cock
dangling between Carla's legs.  
  
"So you like it?" Warei inquired. She flicked her hips to send it swinging
from side to side. Paula watched it as if hypnotised. "Let me see you now."  
  
The other girl slowly undid her shirt and let it slide to the floor, soon
followed by her bra. She had small tits, but with very prominent nipples. She
had an even tan all over her body. Warei's cock hardened until it was almost
painful. She bade Paula remove her underwear then. She reached under her skirt
and pulled down the tiniest white thong Carla had ever seen. There was barely
enough material to cover her pussy lips. The fabric must have been pressed
tight against her all day long. The thought made her cock twitch, and again
when she saw how wet the panties were.  
  
Carla didn't hesitate any longer. She strode forward and locked lips with the
object of her desire. Paula returned the kiss passionately. Their hands
explored each other's bodies. Carla groped at the other girl's round butt,
marvelled at its soft flesh. She dug her fingers in until she was sure it must
hurt, but Paula never uttered a single word of complaint - she was too busy
tugging furiously at the huge cock that was pressed between them.  
  
They broke off the kiss together, both of them panting hard. Without having to
be asked, Paula turned around and bent over one of the sinks, her legs spread
wide to give Carla an unobstructed view of her dripping wet snatch. Carla
pressed the head of her cock against it and her lover gasped, shuddering, like
she was already orgasming. She squealed when the first two inches slid inside
of her. Her pussy was tight, and warm, and soaking. Carla took it slowly,
allowing herself to savour every sensation of finally being with the girl she
had lusted after ever since the beginning of the school year, when Paula
transferred here. Another two inches went inside, then another two.  
  
"Oh God!" Paula cried and she came so hard she had to grip onto the sink to
stop herself from sliding to the floor. Carla had a great view of her face in
the mirror as she bit her lip and rode the blissful feeling.  
  
But Carla didn't let her pause for rest. She kept on sliding deeper and deeper
into her until eventually her entire length was sheathed in her lover's body.
She pushed her tiny skirt up so she had a full view of Paula's ass. There were
still red marks there where she had pressed her fingers in. A sudden urge took
hold of her and she brought her hand down hard on her right butt cheek. Paula
cried out again in a mix of pleasure and pain. Spurred on, Carla did it again
on her left buttock.  
  
"Oh yes, do it again!"  
  
Carla was happy to oblige. She spanked Paula over and over until her whole
bare ass went red. At the same time she started moving her cock, sliding it
out and back in, slowly at first and then with more vigour. Part of her
worried that she was going to hurt her, maybe even cause some serious damage,
but Warei whispered reassurances to her that that would never happen. She said
that as well as altering the way Carla herself looked, she could also make
subtle changes to her sexual partners to ensure that no harm would come to
them. It was the least she could do, she said, for the service they provided.  
  
And Paula certainly showed no sign of being in pain. She kept encouraging
Carla to go harder, to fuck her deeper, to spank her more. Carla withdrew
until only the head of her cock was encased in Paula's cunt. She leant
forward, wrapped her arms about the other woman and plunged her cock in to the
hilt in one brutal movement. Paula screamed so loud it seemed the whole town
must have heard her as she reached another orgasm. Her pussy clenched hard
around the cock and that was enough to send Carla over the edge too. She
arched her back as the first stream of cum erupted from her.  
  
It burst forth from her in a constant jet, emptying into Paula's belly. She
groaned, fell forward against the sink so Carla had to catch her to make sure
she didn't hurt herself. The semen kept on coming, even more than she produced
when she face fucked Miss Jones. She pulled back a bit, so some of the cum
could leak out around her shaft and drip onto the floor.  
  
When she was finally done, Carla withdrew her cock completely. It slipped out
of the pussy with a wet sound, followed by a stream of cum splattering onto
the floor. Without Carla to hold her, Paula limply sank down until she was
sitting in the pool of cum. She still shuddered with the after-effects of her
last orgasm. She lay back, her arms above her head, her legs spread
carelessly. Semen still seeped from her snatch, joining the growing puddle
beneath her.  
  
Carla took a step back and stared at the scene. Here was the hottest woman in
the school, virtually naked on the bathroom floor, her pussy gaping open and a
pool of semen all around her. And she had never looked happier. She realised
she was stroking her cock, and that it was still hard. She knew that if she
wanted, she could cum again and completely douse Paula in her fluid. She was
half tempted to do so and Warei wasn't slow to urge her on, but she held
herself back. Paula would have a hard enough time getting home without any
awkward questions as it was - not to mention how the cleaners would react when
they saw the mess.  
  
"Stop thinking of practicalities all the time," Warei scolded her. "Just have
some fun."  
  
But Carla shook her head. "No," she said in her head. "It wouldn't be fair."  
  
Instead she gathered up her clothes and quickly put them back on, pausing only
to make sure she was completely covered. She sent her cock back into hiding
and left th bathroom. She felt weak, shaky, but elated at the same time. She
still couldn't quite believe what she had done. I want to do it again, she
realised, a grin spreading across her face. She quickly smothered it and
replaced it with a frown.  
  
"Warei, you could have hurt her," she said. "I know what you said about
adapting her body, but you were so rough with her."  
  
"Me?" the Futa Ghost replied in an amused tone. "That had nothing to do with
me."  
  
"What do you mean?"  
  
"I stopped influencing matters the moment Paula took her clothes off. The rest
of that was you."  
  
Carla stopped so suddenly that a teacher nearly walked into her. She warned
Carla to watch what she was doing, but she barely heard her. Instead her mind
raced back to her encounter with Paula. Suddenly it seemed so clear. It had
all felt different to her time with Miss Jones. Back then, it had been like
she was a spectator, a voyeur. But with Paula ... She put a hand to her mouth
in shock. Warei was telling the truth. It had been Carla who fucked her friend
so hard, Carla who spanked her again and again. It was all her.  
  
"You are learning," Warei told her. "I knew there was a nymphomaniac inside
you waiting to come out and I was right."  
  
"You made these changes in me?"  
  
"Not quite. This potential was always within you. I just gave you the
confidence to release it. This is the real you, Carla. Embrace it."  
  
She did.  
  
*****  
  
Over the next few weeks, Carla took every opportunity she could get to fuck
Paula. Whether it was between lessons or after school, she always found time
for at least a blowjob with her. And Paula never said no. Whatever she was
doing at the time, as soon as Carla came along she dropped everything to go
with her. They fucked in the toilets, in empty classrooms and once even in the
headmistress's room. Paula was suggesting something new and Carla happily
followed her lead. But as soon as her cock slid out from hiding the roles
reversed, and it was Carla who took control.  
  
It wasn't long before rumours started doing the rounds about them. Everyone
was convinced they were lovers, and they all wondered what Paula was doing
with a nerd like Carla, even one that had suddenly bloomed and showed signs of
being a very attractive woman. As her confidence grew, Carla's modesty shrank.
She cut her skirt even shorter and made sure that two or three of the buttons
of her shirt were undone at all times. She even went to one of the lingerie
stores in town and with Paula's help, picked out a selection of tiny thongs
and lacy panties. At home she had to hide them under her old, sensible
underwear, but at school she felt like a new woman. Still, she didn't like
these rumours about her and Paula, even if they were true. It didn't seem fair
to her new friend that everyone talked about their relationship when they knew
nothing about it. So they began to cultivate a friendship in public and Carla
was brought into Paula's closest circle of friends. They acted normally around
one another in public and soon the rumours died down again, though they were
still cast the odd curious look when they snuck off together.  
  
Her only concern was her father. As well as being the town's senior priest, he
also worked at the school, advising the girls on their spiritual well-being
and helping them to become better human beings. Supposedly. That was what he
claimed to be doing, but Carla couldn't help but notice that he never said
anything about the skimpy clothes some of the schoolgirls wore. She always
thought that he must raise it in private with the headmistress, but nothing
was ever done and he never mentioned it at home to his wife. Carla always
considered it unfair that he didn't seem to mind what these other girls wore,
and yet he was always so strict with her.  
  
So when she saw James at school while she wore her tiny skirt and had her
shirt half-unbuttoned, she tried to hide from him. But it was no good. He saw
her and for a moment he just stared at her in shock. She cringed, expecting a
dressing down right in front of her new friends. But instead he simply spun on
his heel and walked away. Because of that scare, Carla kept herself covered up
for the rest of the day despite knowing it was all too late. When she got home
that night she was braced for what was inevitably to come. She crept in quiet
as a mouse to find James and Ava sat at the kitchen table, both deep in
reading. She stopped in front of them, desperately trying to think of what to
say.  
  
Ava looked up at her with a smile on her face. "Hello, love. Did you have a
good day?"  
  
Carla hesitated, glanced at her father. Could it be that he hadn't told her?
She wore her long coat again to hide her short skirt so her mother couldn't
see it, but she was sure she must have known. James just sat there with a
placid smile on his face, a look she could never remember seeing on him
before. She stammered out a response to her mother's query and then both her
parents returned to their reading. Thoroughly confused, Carla headed for her
bedroom.  
  
"Did you do something to my father?" she asked silently.  
  
"No," Warei said. "Why would I?"  
  
"Then why hasn't he done anything? Or is he lulling me into a false sense of
security?" Somehow the lack of a punishment put her more on edge than if he
had spanked her again.  
  
But nothing happened to her. It was as if her father just didn't care that she
was wearing such scandalous clothes. As an experiment, she ditched her coat
one day and headed down to breakfast in her new uniform. James didn't even bat
an eyelid. Ava was rather more shocked but seeing her husband give no
reaction, she bit her tongue and contented herself with disapproving looks.
All this gave Carla even more confidence and she became more and more sure
that this relationship with Warei was the best thing that had ever happened to
her.  
  
A short time later, about eight weeks since Carla summoned her new guest, she
realised that her Futa Ghost was in rather a pensive mood. This was unusual,
especially as they had only finished fucking Paula ten minutes ago. Carla
waited until they were in the privacy of her bedroom before broaching the
subject.  

At first Warei refused to explain, but finally she relented. "There is another
Futa called Kalei," she said. "She is almost like a ... a sister to me, I
suppose you would say."  
  
Carla had never heard Warei sound so flustered. "What is it? Is she OK?"  
  
"She knows about our arrangement. It has upset her because she wants to
experience the same."  
  
"I ... see. She wants to find someone to possess too?" Her subconscious mind
raised the possibility that Warei had always intended to do this, but she
squashed the thought before the Futa Ghost became aware of it. It was unfair
to think such things after all Warei had done for her. "What do I have to do?"
she asked. "Shall I perform the summoning again so she can come through and
look for a host?"  
  
"No, that would not work. A Futa Ghost has to possess the one who summoned it.
If you did it, Kalei would possess you and push me out and back into Hell. We
do not want that."  
  
"No, we don't." Carla tapped a finger against her lip thoughtfully, then she
sighed. "I'm sorry, Warei, but I don't know what I can do to help."  
  
"There is something," Warei said before falling silent. She seemed reluctant
to speak, but eventually she continued, "Are you sure you really want to help
me?"  
  
"Of course! You have changed my life so much already, Warei. I would do
anything."  
  
"In that case we need a volunteer, someone else to perform the summoning.
Kalei can possess them and then we can both experience your world."  
  
With a sense that she already knew the answer, Carla said, "Who did you have
in mind?"  
  
"Your sister would be perfect."  
  
"No, no way. I'm not bringing Amy into this." Carla shook her head vehemently.  
  
"Into what? Do you not enjoy your life now? Do you not want Amy to experience
the same sense of freedom, the same pleasure that you derive? Carla, I know I
am asking a lot of you but this arrangement benefits everyone. You have seen
what I can do for you. Kalei has an even stronger aura than I - with Amy, she
could bring a new level of pleasure to us all. Especially to your sister."  
  
Carla wanted to deny it all immediately, but something made her hesitate. It
was true that her life now was better than she could ever have imagined two
months ago. Back then she was certain that her life would be one of drudgery,
at least until she could escape her father's shadow. Now every day bloomed
with possibilities. Although so far she had limited herself to Paula, she was
sure she could seduce just about anyone she wanted to, with Warei's help. She
was genuinely happy for the first time she could remember and there didn't
seem to be an end to that happiness. Didn't she want the same for her sister?
Amy was already more independent than her - she even had a boyfriend - but
James still restricted what she could do and more than once Carla had seen her
older sister reduced to tears by their father. She presented a cheerful
exterior but she knew there was something far sadder on the inside.  
  
I could bring her happiness, she thought. I could make her more like me, and
for once that would be a good thing!  
  
"Will you do it?" Warei asked.  
  
"I can't promise anything," Carla answered, "but I will ask her. But there is
one condition and you have to abide by it, right? When I ask her, she has to
be free to give her own response. I don't want you to send out your aura to
make her more compliant. If Amy is willing to help us, then good. But if she
isn't, she has to be allowed to walk away. Is that clear?"  
  
"Of course. I would not have it any other way, I assure you. We are not here
to take over, surely you have realised that by now. We are a partnership, are
we not? Kalei and Amy will be exactly the same."  
  
"All right, I'll do it." As soon as she said it, Carla knew it was the right
thing - and not only for Amy. Finally she would have someone she could talk to
about all this. She need not feel alone anymore. "When do we do it?"  
  
"Your parents are away tonight, yes?"  
  
"Yep. The bishop is having some big party or other."  
  
"Tonight would be perfect, then."  
  
The rest of the afternoon passed agonisingly slowly for Carla as she waited
for her parents to leave. But finally the time came and both of them went,
leaving the two sisters alone. Carla sat on the sofa, watching her sister make
herself a drink and wondering when - and more importantly, how - to broach the
subject.  
  
In the end, the decision was almost taken out of her hands.  
  
Amy came into the living room with a grin on her face. "Now that they're gone,
I'm going to see Brett." Brett was her boyfriend.  
  
Carla's heart sank. "But you can't!" she exclaimed.  
  
"Why not? You won't tell them, will you?"  
  
"N-no, of course not. I just meant ... I thought we could have a girly night
in! It's been ages since we had one of those."  
  
Amy's face softened. "Sorry, sis, but you know I don't get many chances to
sneak out. Dad is such a bastard around us that I need to take every chance I
can get! You know what he's like. He hates the fact that I even have a
boyfriend. Being able to see Brett every other weekend in public is all I'm
allowed, but it's not enough. So when a chance like tonight comes along ...
Brett's sister is out of town for a few days too, so we'll have his whole
house to ourselves." She giggled. "Tonight's the night, Carla."  
  
"You mean ...?"  
  
"Yep! I'm finally going to lose my virginity. I can't wait." She turned away,
either not noticing or ignoring the look of despair on her sister's face. "Now
it's time to hit the shower."  
  
Carla stared after her as she disappeared upstairs. All her plans were in
tatters. It wasn't fair.  
  
"All need not be lost," Warei murmured. "Amy wants a cock. You have one. And
there is still time while she is showering. Like she said, you have to take
your chances."  
  
She was right. Carla surged to her feet, feeling energised again. While Amy
was still in the house, anything was possible. She went upstairs to her room.
She could hear the shower already going; clearly her sister was eager to be
ready and gone. A plan half-formed in her mind. She decided to act before she
could have second thoughts. Quickly she stripped off and put on her thick,
comfortable dressing gown. She tied the belt so her body was hidden and headed
for the bathroom. She steeled herself for a moment when her hand was on the
door handle, but she shunted aside any doubts and went in, thankful that her
sister never locked the door behind her.  
  
Amy was stood in the shower, facing away from her. She had her face tilted up,
letting the warm water splash over her and run down her body. Carla stood and
stared. She had always known her sister had a fit physique, but seeing her
naked for the first time really brought home to her how beautiful she was. Her
legs were slim, every muscle well toned and defined. Her butt looked firm with
just enough plumpness to be enticing. She also had clear tanlines. Carla felt
her cock rising and urged it to stay down. She carefully and quietly closed
the door.  
  
"Amy," she said.  
  
Her sister turned, her mouth forming an O of surprise. Her hands quickly
covered her breasts, but not before she had seen how firm and pert and lovely
they were. "Carla!" she yelled. "What are you doing in here?"  
  
"I needed to talk to you about ... about our lives."  
  
"Sure, but here? Now? I'm a little busy!"  
  
"I'm sorry, but it can't wait. I'm sure you've noticed things about me, things
that have changed recently."  
  
"Sure I have," Amy said. She turned the shower off. She kept her arms folded
across her chest and crossed her legs to cover her nudity, even though there
was a towel within easy reach. Carla wondered if Warei was exerting any
influence over her, but she could see no other signs of it. "You carry
yourself with a lot more confidence," Amy continued. "And your clothes are a
lot naughtier. I've been impressed."  
  
Carla smiled. "Thanks. But it's not just mentally that I've changed. My body
has too. I wanted to show you." She started to undo her belt.  
  
"Uh, you sure you should be doing this?" Amy asked. "It's a bit weird."  
  
"It's OK. There's only the two of us here, anyway. I just need your opinion on
something." She pulled her dressing gown open to her belly button, giving her
sister a full view of her glorious new breasts.  
  
"Fuck me!" Amy exclaimed. "I never knew you had those!" She couldn't take her
eyes from them.  
  
"I didn't until a few weeks ago." Carla took a step closer to the shower. "But
they're real. Perfectly real." She took hold of one of them, squeezed it and
made it bounce to prove it. "I've changed so much, inside and out, and I've
never been happier. I want to help you, too."  
  
Amy stepped away until her back was against the wall. "That's, uh, very
flattering and all, but I'm not gay. And that's not even mentioning the fact
we're sisters!"  
  
"I've learned a lot, too, about what is and isn't ethical. Surely if
everyone's happy it doesn't matter what others think? As for gay or not, that
doesn't matter either." Carla hesitated, thinking this was her last chance to
pull out. But then she realised it was too late anyway. And despite the
reluctance in Amy's voice, she was sure she could sense the stirrings of
desire in her sister too. She took a deep breath and let her dressing gown
fall away. Her cock sprang out, already fully erect.  
  
Amy's eyes widened until it looked like they were about to pop out of her
head. "You ... you ..."  
  
"It took me a while to get used to it too, believe me." Carla reached out and
took her sister's unresisting hand. Before she could stop herself, she blurted
out the whole story, from the summoning onward. "So now I have this Futa Ghost
living inside me," she finished. "She gets to see the world through me and I
get, well, this." She gestured to her new body. She had already demonstrated
how she could make her cock disappear and come back whenever she wanted. Right
now it was very visible, rock hard as it was.  
  
*****  
  
All through the telling, Amy had been silent. Her mind struggled to comprehend
what her sister was telling her. It seemed like utter madness, but the
evidence was right in front of her eyes. Her nerdy kid sister had gone,
replaced by a totally gorgeous woman with a cock that just defied belief.
Despite the weirdness of the entire situation, she felt herself getting wet
between her legs.  
  
"There's another Futa Ghost," Carla said. "She's called Kalei and she wants to
experience her world too. That's why I'm here, to see if you would be
willing."  
  
"Do you ... do you have complete control of ... of everything?"  
  
"Complete control. Honestly, Amy, it's a deal with no drawbacks. You've seen
how happy I've been lately. Now you know why. And I want you to experience it
too. Nothing would make me happier than for you to be as happy as me."  
  
Everything was so overwhelming, but through it all Amy could only think of one
thing. If she could have a cock like that, wouldn't it make her happy too? She
was happy in her own body, definitely, but there was always a feeling that
something was missing. And even though she had told Carla that she wasn't gay,
she could not deny to herself that she had lusted after women just as much as
after men, if not more. Maybe she could have the best of both worlds. It was
mad, it was stupid, it was ... arousing.  
  
"What do I have to do?" she asked.  
  
A broad grin appeared on Carla's face. "Oh Amy, I'm so happy for you!" She
came forward and went to hug Amy.  
  
But Amy had other ideas. She shifted slightly and brought her lips to Carla's.
For a second they both froze, then they were kissing each other furiously,
tongues lapping at each other, hands exploring their bodies. Amy found hers
drawn to the cock and she gripped it in both her hands. It felt so real, so
enticing.  
  
Carla pressed her against the wall. She lifted one of Amy's legs, exposing her
pussy. Amy braced herself as the tip of the cock brushed her lower lips. Her
breathing came rapid and shallow. She closed her eyes in anticipation of the
penetration.  
  
But it never came. Instead Carla let her go and backed away.  
  
"What's wrong?" Amy asked, unable to hide her disappointment. "I thought we
were going to do this."  
  
"Warei's just reminded me that we don't have time."  
  
"I didn't hear anything."  
  
"She talks in my head. Look, we have to do this tonight. You need to summon
your Futa Ghost." Her lips twitched into a smile. "There will be plenty of
time for fun later. We have to go down to Dad's library."  
  
*****  
  
A few minutes later they were both down in the library. Carla had her dressing
gown back on while Amy for some reason chose to remain naked. Carla kept
looking at her sister, partly in lust but mostly in concern. She had always
had a more open-minded approach to life, but this sudden ease with being naked
in front of her didn't seem quite right.  
  
"Are you sure you didn't influence her?" she asked Warei. "She's acting out of
character."  
  
"People who knew you two months ago would say the same if they saw you now,"
Warei pointed out. "I did not use my aura to affect her, as we agreed. But
being around you as you are now lowers people's inhibitions. You are doing
this to her."  
  
"You didn't tell me that!"  
  
"It does not matter. We are not making her do something she doesn't want to.
Look at her - she is eager for this. She has seen how happy you are now and
she wants a part of it."  
  
Carla frowned. Whenever Warei spoke her words made perfect sense, even when
she didn't want to believe it. In the end she decided to just not think about
it. Being with Warei had only had a positive impact on her life; surely it
would be the same for Amy when she got her own Futa Ghost.  
  
The door to James' study was locked, but Warei directed her to the place he
kept his key. Once inside, they didn't have to search for long before they
found the book. Carla opened it to the right page and handed it over to Amy.  
  
"You have to read that bit," she said, "if you're sure you're ready."  
  
"I'm ready," Amy said in a husky, excited tone.  
  
They retreated to the library, where Carla stepped back to give her sister all
the room she needed.  
  
Amy didn't hesitate. She spoke the words loud and clear. When she was done she
looked questioningly at Carla.  
  
"It takes a while," she assured her. "We just have to -"  
  
Both of them gasped as an ethereal shape took form in front of Amy. She spread
her arms wide, a welcoming smile on her face. The Futa Ghost shot forward.
When it made contact with Amy, it disappeared. She staggered back, doubled
over. Carla went to help her but Warei told her to keep her distance. So she
stood there and watched her sister with concern.  
  
After a couple of minutes, Amy straightened and laughed. "This feels
incredible!" she cried. "I wish you'd brought me here sooner." She ran her
hands down her body. "I don't want any changes made to this though, right?
Well, except for one ..." She cocked her head to the side. "Yes, I mean that
one."  
  
"You don't have to talk out loud," Carla said, coming forward now. "She can
hear your thoughts."  
  
Amy nodded, but it was obvious she wasn't listening to her. "I want to see my
penis. Come on, show me how to get it out!"  
  
The Futa Ghost must have obeyed her, for seconds later an erect cock grew from
her. It kept on growing and growing until it stood seventeen inches long.
Carla's eyes widened.  
  
"Whoa. That is ..."  
  
"Spectacular?" Amy suggested. She swing the dick from side to side. "I didn't
think it would feel so real to me."  
  
"You don't regret it, do you?"  
  
"How could I regret this?" She took hold of her new appendage and gently
stroked along its length with both hands. "Now I just need to use it," she
added with a wicked grin. "How about picking up where we left off, sis?"  
  
Part of Carla wanted to say no, but she was swiftly overwhelmed by the
strongest surge of lust she had ever experienced. She wondered if that was
what Miss Jones and Paula had felt like when she seduced them. She shed her
dressing gown, her own cock standing erect and ready, and embraced her sister
again. Their lips met, their breasts crushed against each other. Their cocks
were pressed against each other too, trapped between their lithe bodies. Her
own cock was huge, but the feeling of Amy's huge member rubbing against her
belly and breasts was almost enough to send Carla over the edge.  
  
She broke off the kiss first and leant close to Amy's ear to whisper, "Will
you take my virginity? Now?"  
  
Amy nodded. "I thought you'd never ask."  
  
Carla laid back on the floor and spread her legs wide. Amy knelt between them
and angled the head of her penis at Carla's soaking pussy. "Are you ready?"
she asked.  
  
She felt a moment's doubt. Was she ready for this? Amy's cock was a little
thinner than hers, but three inches longer. She wondered if she should lose
her virginity to a cock slightly more manageable. This felt a lot like jumping
in at the deep end.  
  
As ever, when she was unsure about something, Warei found the right words to
reassure her. "I have adapted your body in readiness for this," the Futa Ghost
said. "Believe me, you are ready. Now just lay back and enjoy."  
  
Carla nodded to her sister. "I'm ready."  
  
Amy was slow, gentle, but with a cock her size it was always going to hurt on
that first penetration. Carla screamed at the invasion, but the pain instantly
transformed into a wave of pleasure, rocking right through her body. Amy
didn't pause; she just carefully inserted inch after inch. She was barely four
inches inside when Carla felt a first wave of orgasm. She shuddered and cried
out, and before she knew what was happening her cock spurted out a stream of
cum. It landed on Amy's chest. She opened her mouth in shock just as the
second spurt struck her in the face. More and more shot out, some hitting Amy
but most landing on Carla until her belly, breasts and face were covered in
semen. The sensation of two orgasms at the same time - one in her pussy, one
from her cock - left her panting for breath, her vision blurred while wave
after wave of bliss broke over her. It was like nothing she had felt before.  
  
It took her a long time to come down from it, though it felt even longer than
it actually was. When she became aware of her surroundings again, she found
Amy still poised over her, with her cock still inside her pussy and cum
dripping off her face and plastering her chest. She thought her sister was
angry until she saw the happy smile through the goo.  
  
"That ..." she gasped, "... was awesome. Do we always produce so much?"  
  
"I haven't done this much before," Carla admitted.  
  
"Aw, that must mean you love me."  
  
Amy bent down and kissed her sister. Some of Carla's cum passed from her
sister's mouth into her own. Unlike the time she had accidentally got her cum
in her mouth, this time she felt no inhibitions about swallowing it down. Her
still-erect cock was pressed between their sperm-soaked forms. Amy rubbed her
tits up and down Carla's body, spreading the fluid around and seeming to revel
in the sensation.  
  
Without warning, she pushed her cock in deeper. Carla cried out again, but
this time purely in pleasure as her sister fucked her. Before long she had the
whole seventeen inches inside of her. She could see her belly distending from
the unnatural penetration but she felt no fear. All of this just felt right
somehow. She wrapped her legs around Amy's hips and held her in close as she
felt her sister's orgasm approached. Seconds later and she unleashed a torrent
inside of her. The feeling of that monster cock shooting what felt like
gallons of cum inside sent Carla over the edge again. She came as powerfully
as last time, though this time she did not ejaculate as well. They locked lips
in a loving kiss as their orgasms subsided and remained unmoving for a long
time as Amy's cock began to wilt inside her sister.  
  
Amy was the first one to stir. She pushed herself upright and looked down upon
Carla. "I hope you aren't completely spent," she said. "It's time for you to
return the favour. I was meant to lose my virginity tonight, remember?"  

"Oh, I'm definitely ready for that," Carla replied eagerly. And she was.
Forget Miss Jones and even Paula. Right now she could think of no one she
would rather have sex with than her sister.  
  
Amy rolled away from her and got on her hands and knees, her ass waving oh so
invitingly in the air. Carla found it difficult to move with the amount of cum
sloshing about inside her; it took her a few goes to get to her feet and
approach Amy. She took hold of Amy's hips and aimed her shaft at her inviting
slit. With one smooth movement, she inserted the first couple of inches into
her sister. Amy let out a low groan and pressed her face to the floor. Carla
hesitated until her sister bucked her hips in an insistence that she carry on.  
  
Things got easier after that first penetration. Amy's pussy was slick,
dripping wet, and Carla was easily able to bury her full length inside of her.
She fucked her gently, sliding her cock most of the way out and then all the
way back in again, revelling in the feeling of her tight walls clamping around
her. Amy braced herself with one hand, while with her other she rubbed
furiously at her own dick until it was at its full size again. Soon Carla felt
another orgasm coming. She buried herself right inside her sister just as she
came. At the same time, Amy brought herself to a climax as well, adding more
cum to the spreading pool on the floor.  
  
Carla rested against her sister's back, feeling more exhausted than she ever
had before. "I love you, Amy," she managed to whisper.  
  
"I love you too," came the equally tired response.  
  
She felt like she could happily stay there forever, never moving except to
make love again. This was what true bliss felt like.  
  
"What the FUCK!"  
  
The shout brought both sisters to their senses. They jumped to their feet and
spun around to see Ava standing at the top of the stairs to the library. Her
mouth hung open, her handbag slid unnoticed out of her fingers.  
  
Carla stared up at her. "Mum ..."  
  
Ava spun around and bolted from the room.  
  
"We have to stop her," Warei said. "She can't tell anyone about us yet!"  
  
Carla scooped up her dressing gown and set off in pursuit.




        Futa Ghosts Ch. 03


_Thanks everyone for the great comments on the first two parts of the story. I
hope you will like Part Three just as much!_  
  
*****  
  
**Chapter Three - The Plan**  
  
Carla found her mother sitting on the sofa, her hands shaking as she stared
off into the middle distance. Carla stopped in the doorway to get her breath
back and try to work out what exactly she was supposed to say to remedy this
situation. Steeling herself, she strode forward and sat down next to Ava.  
  
"Mum," she said, "please listen to me."  
  
Ava flinched away from her. "You and your sister. What have you become? You
never had those ... those things before."  
  
"Let me use my aura," Warei said. "Then once we get inside her I can wipe her
memory. She will remember nothing of what she has seen."  
  
No, Carla thought. You have to let me try first. Out loud, she said, "Things
have changed, Mum. I didn't want to have to tell you like this."  
  
"Tell me what? That you're a monster?"  
  
"I'm not a monster just because I've got a penis now!"  
  
The look Ava gave her was full of contempt. "It isn't just that, you foolish
child. You were having sex with your own sister! Maybe, just maybe, you could
tell me a story that might satisfy me about your sudden ... growth spurt -
though I find that unlikely. But having sex with Amy? It's incest! It's
downright evil. When your father finds out ..."  
  
"Please don't tell him!"  
  
"You really think I am going to keep this secret? I can't ... I can't get my
head around this!"  
  
Carla had never seen her mother in such a state. It frightened her and she had
no idea how to fix it. Her heart thumped in her chest. She tried to think
calmly but it just wasn't possible. Everything was such a mess and there was
no easy way out.  
  
"There is," Warei said. "I have already told you."  
  
She shook her head. She is my mother. I won't have her treated like that.  
  
"I want you and your sister to go to your rooms," Ava said. "You are both to
remain there until James gets home. Then we'll ... do whatever needs doing."  
  
"Mum, please don't do this. Just let me explain."  
  
Ava opened her mouth to reply, but then she suddenly went still. She sat up
straight, her eyes glazed over.  
  
Carla frowned at her. "Mum? What's wrong?"  
  
"This aura thing is awesome," a new voice said. Amy stepped into the room,
still naked. "I don't know why you don't use it all the time, sister."  
  
"What have you done?" Carla cried.  
  
Amy moved around to the other side of Ava and stroked her face. Their mother
smiled. Her gaze did not leave Amy's erect cock. "What does it look like I've
done? We can't afford for the truth to come out. If it does, it will all be
over for us. There's no other way. And look at her. She wants this."  
  
"Only because you're messing with her mind! Are you even still my sister? Or
have you taken over, Kalei?"  
  
Amy glanced at her with a disappointed look on her face. "This is me, Carla.
You've liberated my mind, but I am still the same person."  
  
"My sister would never have even thought of this! She's our mother!"  
  
"It's time to embrace our new way of life, sis. We aren't just women anymore -
we're Futas. But right now we're vulnerable. If we can wipe Mum's mind we have
a chance to stay out of sight. And if to do that, we can have a bit of fun
..." She grinned.  
  
"She has a point," Warei said. "It will just be a one-off and your mother will
not suffer."  
  
"But ... but ..." There were so many arguments against it, but right at that
moment Carla could not think of any. Her cock started to rise. She had never
admitted it, not even to herself, but she had always thought her mother was
quite hot. She was in her mid-forties, but she kept herself in great shape and
had big natural tits. Carla had often found herself mesmerised by the way they
bounced as she walked. She shook her head again. "But she's my mother!"  
  
"You have already fucked your sister," Warei pointed out.  
  
Before Carla could come up with any more protests, Ava reached out and grabbed
hold of Amy's cock. By the look of surprise on Amy's face, it was clear to
Carla that her mother was acting of her own volition, at least to an extent.
Ava leant over and licked the tip of her cock, taking the head in her mouth.
Amy grabbed her head, shoved her cock deep down her throat. Ava gagged but
made no effort to pull away. Drool escaped from the corners of her mouth to
drip down onto the sofa. Just when it seemed she never would, Amy pulled back
to allow her mother to breathe again.  
  
"Strip," she said.  
  
Immediately Ava stood up, unzipped her glitzy evening dress and let it slide
to the floor, revealing her black lacy underwear. Her big breasts were barely
contained by the fabric, and soon she had unclipped the bra too. Her fat
nipples were erect and sticking out prominently. Amy eagerly took one in her
mouth, sucking and licking away at it. Ava moaned, threw her head back with a
look of bliss on her face.  
  
Carla stayed where she was, watching the carnal display in front of her, but
she pulled her dressing gown open to give herself better access to her
achingly hard cock. Amy slid a hand inside their mother's panties and seemed
delighted with what she found.  
  
"She's soaking wet, sis! I told you she wanted us!"  
  
Ava pulled her panties down and stepped out of them, so now she stood before
her two daughters wearing only her high-heeled shoes. Carla had heard of the
term "MILF" before, but this was the first time she really understood it. Amy
pulled Ava to her and they shared a long, loving kiss. When they broke it off,
Amy turned to her sister.  
  
"Well? Do you want to join us?"  
  
Mute, Carla nodded. Straight away Ava dropped to her knees between her legs
and took her cock in both hands. She rubbed it gently, almost lovingly, on her
face a look of sheer wonder. All of Carla's inhibitions fell away at the
sight.  
  
"Suck it, Mum," she said. "Take it deep."  
  
Ava complied enthusiastically. She managed to take almost ten inches of her
daughter's cock down her throat before she had to stop. She started
deepthroating it, making wet noises each time the cock hit the back of her
throat. She went at it like nothing had ever turned her on so much in her
life. Carla just lay back and revelled in the moment, trying to forget that it
was her own mother that was making her feel like this. She bucked her hips,
forcing her cock a little way further into Ava's mouth. Soon her shaft was
glistening with her mother's saliva.  
  
Amy meanwhile crouched down behind Ava. For a while she just watched as her
mother blew her sister, but soon enough she was desperate to join in the
action. She lined her cock up at Ava's pussy and penetrated her balls deep in
one swift movement. Ava moaned around Carla's dick, still lodged in her
throat. The two sisters started working in tandem, pounding their mum from
front and back. Carla was ready to cum when Amy told her to stop.  
  
"I've got an idea," she said. "Mum, get on Carla's cock. Ride her cowgirl,
baby!" She laughed.  
  
Despite her earlier reservations, Carla couldn't help but catch her mood. She
slid back on the sofa to be more comfortable as her mother clambered up and
straddled her. There was no hesitation as she lowered herself down until all
fourteen inches were inside her. She put her hands to her belly as if she
wanted to feel the cock through her skin. Carla pulled her down into a kiss.  
  
"That's it," Amy said. "You read my mind, sis."  
  
Carla looked over her mother's shoulder to see her sister climbing up behind
her. She frowned, wondering what she was going to do. When she realised part
of her wanted to call out to her to stop, but mostly she just wanted to see
what would happen. Ava's body tensed up as Amy pressed the tip of her cock
against her butt. That didn't stop Amy, though, and their mother quickly
relaxed again to make the penetration easier. Two, three, four inches made it
inside before Ava orgasmed. Her holes twitched and tightened around her
daughters' members. She fell forward onto Carla, gasping and moaning into her
ear. It was all Carla could do not to cum right away too, but she wanted to
let Amy get deeper inside Ava's ass. She wanted to feel her sister's cock
against hers.  
  
Amy obviously wanted the same thing, for she pressed forward without waiting
for Ava to recover.  
  
"She's done anal before," Amy said with another happy laugh. "We're learning
so many bad things about our parents!"  
  
"It wasn't with your father," Ava gasped. "It was with-"  
  
"Doesn't matter!" Carla said quickly. "We really don't need to know!" She
kissed her mum to keep her quiet.  
  
Amy finally pushed the last of her length into Ava's asshole and paused there
for a moment, a look of pure satisfaction on her face.  
  
"Don't stop," Ava whispered. "Fuck me."  
  
That was all the encouragement the girls needed. They ploughed her holes with
reckless abandon. Carla could feel Amy's cock against hers almost as if there
was nothing between them. The harder she fucked Ava, the more Carla tried to
match her. And through it all Ava gasped and cried in ecstasy.  
  
Carla had no idea how long they double penetrated their mother. It could have
been a couple of minutes or a couple of hours. She didn't much care. All she
knew was that it was the best period of time in her life, however long it was.
But eventually she was unable to hold back any longer and she shot her load
deep inside Ava at the exact same time as Amy did the same in her ass. The
sensation of all that cum flooding her body sent Ava over the edge too. The
three of them held each other as they rode the orgasms.  
  
It took them a long time to come back down. None of them were particularly
eager to move, either.  
  
"That is much better," Warei said. "I am so proud of you, Carla. You have
become the woman I knew you were capable of. We shall clear Ava's mind as soon
as you are ready. She will pass out, so I suggest you put her to bed."  
  
Carla and Amy supported their mother between them and took her upstairs. They
left a trail of cum as it dripped out of her pussy and ass.  
  
"We've got a lot of cleaning up to do," Amy remarked.  
  
They got Ava to the shower and washed her off before putting her to bed. Then
Carla set to work washing the carpets and devising an excuse to give to their
father about why his wife never returned to their night out. Amy meanwhile put
everything right in the library and James' study. By the time they went to
bed, both of them were utterly exhausted. Carla fell straight into a deep
sleep.  
  
When she awoke the next morning, it took her a while to work out if the
previous evening had actually happened or if it had been some kind of weird,
horrific dream. Had she really turned her sister into a Futa, fucked her, and
then had a threesome with her own mother? She laid still in her bed and tried
to process it all, but it was too much. She had changed so much she barely
recognised herself. Had it really only been a couple of months since her first
encounter with Warei?  
  
She got up and studied herself in the mirror. No matter how many times she did
it, she still couldn't get used to her beautiful new curves, her unblemished
skin. She had always dreamed of being desirable but maybe if she'd known the
cost she would not have been so eager. Bad enough that she had brought these
changes to herself, now she had corrupted her sister too and who knew what
they had done to their mother last night? Why is it, she wondered, that when
my cock gets hard I can think of nothing else except sex?  
  
"Because sex is all you need," Warei said. "Have I not shown you this so many
times? Your sister has already embraced her new life. Your mother was willing
and eager last night. If you keep on holding back, it is no wonder that you
feel so unhappy. Lose your inhibitions and you will find how wonderful life
can be."  
  
"But I don't feel like myself anymore!"  
  
"You are yourself. All I have done is show you a better way."  
  
Carla had heard it all before. And every time she did, it seemed to make sense
in a strange kind of way. It was only when she first woke up that things
didn't sit right. Then Warei would explain things and she could pretend it was
fine.  
  
She threw on some clothes and headed down, wondering what kind of state she
would find her parents in. But in the kitchen, James was making his wife a
coffee with a real look of concern on his face. As for Ava, she sat at the
table looking like she was suffering her worst ever hangover. Carla took a
deep breath and joined them.  
  
"Everything OK?" she asked.  
  
"Your mother still feels ill," James said.  
  
The previous night, before going to bed, Amy had called him and told him that
Ava came over feeling weak all of a sudden and had to go to bed. Luckily, it
seemed that the effects of having her mind wiped played into the charade. If
"luckily" was the right word.  
  
Carla breathed a sigh of relief that their deception had passed unnoticed, but
then felt a strong twinge of guilt that she had done this to her mother. She
made her excuses and almost ran away to school.  
  
She was in a distracted mood all day. Barely anything her tutors said went in.
Even Paula was unable to gain her attention despite her obvious desperation
for another private session. In fact, Carla remained in that foggy state for a
few days. Warei sensibly kept her distance to allow her to work through her
doubts.  
  
In the end, it took a talking to from Amy to get through to her.  
  
"We can make the world a better place!" she cried. "The Futa Ghosts have done
nothing except improve us. We were miserable before they came along,
especially you, and now we aren't. Or at least you shouldn't be. I don't know
about you, but I've never felt better about myself. I'm confident, happy. And
if Kalei asks me to share this gift with someone else, I'd do it gladly. You
didn't force me to do something against my will. Neither did we do that to
Mum. Our aura doesn't mean we can do anything to anyone. It just lowers
people's inhibitions so that they are more willing to do something they've
always dreamed of doing. We are part of a beautiful new future, sis."  
  
With encouragement from Warei, Carla decided once and for all that she should
just enjoy the ride. She could no longer deny to herself that these weeks had
been the best of her life. And it was clear that Amy was revelling in her new
circumstances. Maybe this thing with the Futa Ghosts really was as good as it
seemed.  
  
For the next few weeks Carla set about taking advantage of her new life. As
well as Paula, she expanded her circle of lovers to a couple of the other
students at her school. Including Vanessa, the one who had been the biggest
bitch to her throughout her time there. With her, she even experimented with
anal sex, something that had never even occurred to her until she saw Amy with
their mother.  
  
*****  
  
Things continued in the same vein for some time, until one morning when Warei
told Carla that she had something important to discuss.  
  
"Is something the matter?" Carla asked in concern.  
  
"In a way, yes. I have never lied to you, my dear, I want you to know that.
But things are changing down in Hell. Kalei and I have a master. A mistress,
to be exact. While we came to you and Amy of our own volition, just to
experience your world, now we need your help with something. Our mistress
wants to return to your world."  
  
Alarm bells immediately rang in Carla's head. "Why? Why does she want to come
back? What is she planning?"  
  
"She is planning nothing, I assure you. Hell is a terrible place, as all your
teachings tell you. We were trapped down here through treachery, through no
fault of our own. My mistress just needs a way out, to live free again. That
is all she desires, Carla. In much the same way as all I wanted was to see
your world through your eyes. Though if you help us, I will be able to come
through completely. Then we could be together properly. That is all I want."  
  
She wanted so desperately to believe her Futa Ghost. They had grown ever
closer since Carla stopped questioning everything. And the thought of having
Warei by her side, so they could touch each other and be together properly was
a wonderful one. A small smile came to her lips.  
  
"Will you help me, my love?" Warei asked.  
  
"Yes. Yes, I will help. I'd do anything for you."  
  
"Thank you. You have no idea how much this means to me. In order to bring my
mistress into the world, we need three more Futas. Amy has already gone to get
one. You need to find us two more. Do you have any ideas?"  
  
Carla's smile broadened. "I know just the people."  
  
*****  
  
Carla knocked on the door. She didn't have to wait long until it opened.
Stacey looked surprised but pleased to see her. She wore tight jean shorts and
a loose white shirt that did nothing to hide her big, firm tits. She ushered
her friend inside.  
  
"Is Alice here?" Carla asked.  
  
"Yep. She's up in our room."  
  
"I wanted to talk to both of you."  
  
"Sure! Everything OK?"  
  
"It's better than OK." She bade Warei extend her aura and pulled Stacey close
for a kiss. Her friend froze for an instant, then as the Futa Ghost's aura
penetrated her mind, she relaxed and returned the affection.  
  
When they pulled apart, Stacey was left breathless. "I didn't expect that,"
she admitted. "Where did that come from?"  
  
"Are you complaining?"  
  
"Of course not! It's just not what I expected when I saw you at the door."  
  
"Let's go get Alice, shall we? Then I'll explain everything, I promise."  
  
She led Stacey upstairs to the room she shared with her twin. Alice was
sprawled on her bed, deeply engrossed in a book. She was dressed in a flimsy
nightie even though it was almost midday, but she was always like that on a
Sunday. She took the whole "day of rest" thing a bit too literally. She
glanced up at Carla's intrusion and smiled when she saw who it was.  
  
"Hey, I didn't know you were coming round!" She swung her long legs off the
bed and came up to hug her friend.  
  
Carla couldn't resist; she reached around and grabbed Alice's butt. Warei
quickly sent her aura over her so she reacted in the right way. Alice melted
against her and groaned. Though she didn't want to, Carla had to release her.  
  
"Can you two do me a favour?" she asked.  
  
"Anything," they replied in unison.  
  
They moved to stand in front of her. Not for the first time, she was struck by
just how identical they were. Both had long, wavy black hair, bright blue eyes
and a figure most women would kill for - big, firm breasts, long legs and a
beautiful round ass. The only way to tell them apart was that Alice had a
smattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose.  
  
"Strip for me," Carla said.  
  
In an instant Alice's nightie was in a heap on the floor, soon followed by
Stacey's shirt and shorts. Neither of them had any underwear on. Carla felt
her cock twitch underneath her loose dress. She wanted to join them, to
explore their bodies inside and out. But first she could have some fun.  
  
"Will you make out with each other?" she inquired. "I've dreamed of seeing it
ever since we first met." And that was true. Even before Warei came into her
life, she had had secret fantasies of these two. Before now though she had
been forced to keep them to herself. But she would never have a better chance
than this.  
  
"You're thinking like a true Futa now," Warei said with a hint of pride in her
voice.  
  
Stacey turned to Alice and they gave each other a deep kiss. Their big tits
pressed against each other. Alice kept her hands around her twin's head, but
Stacey sent hers trailing down Alice's back and down to her butt. They fell
back together onto the bed, Alice on top and in between her sister's legs.
Carla was presented with a glorious view of their pussies so close together
and already so wet. She stripped off her dress and took hold of her cock,
wanking it furiously.  
  
Alice slid down the bed, pausing to lick at Stacey's nipples, and went down on
her. She kissed and lapped at Stacey's cunt, then inserted two fingers and
made gentle motions, licking away at the same time. Stacey moaned and writhed,
one hand on Alice's head and the other pinching and pulling at her own
nipples. When she climaxed, she sent a small squirt of pussy juice straight
into Alice's mouth. She swallowed it down without hesitation. Once Stacey's
orgasm had abated, Alice crawled back up the bed to kiss her again, giving her
twin a taste of her pussy.  

Stacey was the first to turn to Carla and see her erect cock. Her eyes widened
and she quickly drew Alice's attention to it. They both looked at it
imploringly.  
  
"Not yet," Carla said with a grin. "Alice, sit on your sister's face. It's
only fair that you cum too. Then you'll get a taste of this, I promise."  
  
The twins eagerly complied and soon Stacey had her tongue lodged in Alice's
slit while she bucked and moaned, grinding her crotch against her sister's
face. It wasn't long before Alice reached her own climax. She clamped her
knees round Stacey's head until it was a wonder the poor girl could breathe.
But Stacey didn't stop licking her sister out for a second.  
  
Carla approached the bed. She gave Alice a quick kiss, passionately returned,
then knelt down between Stacey's legs. She had never done this before, giving
oral to a woman, but she hoped that all she had just seen would give her the
chance to pleasure her friend.  
  
"You do not need to worry about that," Warei assured her. "They are already so
horny."  
  
She set to with enthusiasm, burying her face in Stacey's crotch. The smell was
intoxicating, the taste even better. Juice was still leaking out from her
previous orgasm. Carla licked it up before sliding her tongue between her
pussy lips. Stacey's reaction was immediate. She jerked her hips up and with
one hand pushed Carla's face tight against her snatch. She soon reached
another climax, at the same time as Alice. Both twins cried out in unison.
Alice collapsed onto the bed alongside her sister.  
  
Carla stood and let her cock rest along Stacey's thigh right by Alice's face.
"Who wants to go first?" she said.  
  
Alice grabbed hold of her dick quick as a flash and wrapped her lips around
its tip.  
  
"Hey, no fair!" Stacey exclaimed. She twisted round on the bed to take hold of
the shaft. Carla's cock slid out of Alice's mouth with a wet pop, then Stacey
set to sucking it herself. Carla directed Alice to lick further down her dick.
Suddenly she wished she had a camera. The view of the two twins working her
cock in tandem was just about the greatest sight she could ever have imagined
seeing. But it got even better when they both looked up at her with real
worship in their eyes. Carla stroked their hair, which seemed to please them
immensely.  
  
The twins took turns to take the penis as deep down their throats as they
could. Her cock glistened with their saliva as they pushed themselves to the
limit. It didn't surprise Carla that they could both get about the same length
in their mouths.  
  
It was Stacey who had her mouth wrapped around her cock when Carla orgasmed.
She sent her sperm shooting over her tongue and down her throat. Stacey
swallowed as fast as she could but plenty still escaped to leak down her chin.
When Carla finished cumming, she pulled back out of the way. Alice spared no
time in locking lips with her sister again, this time so they could share the
semen. She even licked Stacey's chin to make sure not a single drop was
wasted.  
  
"That was great," Stacey said with a happy sigh. "I'm not even going to
question where your cock came from."  
  
"Unless you've had it all along," Alice said, gasping. "In which case, why did
you keep us waiting so long?"  
  
Carla laughed. "This is quite new, I promise. And it's why I'm here. I've
never been so happy since I got it. I want you to feel like this too."  
  
"Oh, we're happy, believe me," Stacey declared.  
  
"But you can be happier, if you became like me. I want both of you to join me.
I promise you, you'll never look back."  
  
"So you're saying we could have cocks like that? Truly?"  
  
"Truly. And the best thing is you can make it disappear whenever you want."  
  
Neither of the twins needed much more convincing. "What do we do? And when?"
Alice asked.  
  
"There's still plenty of time," Carla said. She approached the bed again, cock
in hand. Stacey got on her hands and knees and presented her pussy. "We can
still have lots of fun first."  
  
*****  
  
Amy stood outside Brett's house clad her tight running gear. He shared a house
with his sister, Amber, and she was Amy's target. The Futa Ghosts needed three
more recruits and she knew Amber would be ideal. The other times they had met,
she sensed an inner slut just waiting to come out.  
  
She wondered how Carla was getting on. With Warei watching over her, she was
sure she would be having fun. Though she could be having more, Amy reflected,
if she fully let go. She had improved lately, but she still held back a bit.
She hadn't even worked out how to use the Futa Ghost aura by herself; she
needed Warei to do it for her. In the few weeks since Amy joined with Kalei,
she had learned how to control her aura perfectly. With Kalei's help she
practised her work on a couple of her running partners. Things went even
better than she hoped. She loved the changes to her body, the removal of
excess fat and of course her new penis. That was a joy. She suddenly
understood just why Brett always went on about sex. To say she had experienced
a sexual awakening was an understatement. She wanted to have her cock out all
the time, just to feel its weight, but she knew that it would cause too many
questions.  
  
Now she was ready to complete the mission given to her by Kalei. If she could
have fun along the way - as well as changing another woman's life - then all
the better.  
  
She approached the house. The door opened before she even got there. Brett
stood in the doorway, a broad grin on his face. "Hey, babe. You finally come
round to my way of thinking?"  
  
"Something like that," Amy said, pushing past him into the house.  
  
Amber stood in the entrance to the sitting room, eating from a bag of crisps.
She had on a tiny pair of shorts and a black cropped top. She smiled at Amy,
who was almost certain she detected a hint of lust in her eyes. She always got
that sensation from her but it never went further.  
  
"So," Brett said, coming up behind her and putting his arms around her waist,
"you want to go upstairs?"  
  
Amy wriggled free of him. "Sorry, Brett. You got the wrong end of the stick.
I've come round to your way of thinking concerning my willingness to have sex,
but ..." She smiled. "Just not with you."  
  
Brett frowned. "I don't see anyone else here."  
  
"Really? You can't see your own sister?" Amy sent her aura out to envelop
Amber. The look of confusion vanished from her face. "We've been seeing each
other for a while behind your back."  
  
"You ... you can't be serious!"  
  
"I'm just not that into you, Brett." The two women embraced. Amy could feel
Amber's pert nipples pressed against her chest.  
  
Amber looked at her brother over Amy's shoulder. "I love her, Brett. I'm
sorry." She took Amy's hand and led her into the sitting room, shutting the
door behind them. Moments later they heard the front door slam shut. Amy
didn't much care.  
  
Amber needed no encouragement from Amy. She shed her clothing and left it in a
heap on the floor. Amy's soon joined it. Her cock sprang free, immediately
erect. She wondered if she would ever get used to the view. Brett had shown
her his cock once, in the hope that she would fall to her knees and worship
it. The member sprouting from between her legs right now must have been five
times the size of his. Amber had a hand down between her legs, touching her
pussy as she stared at her new lover. She licked her lips hungrily. Amy came
to the realisation that she didn't need to use her aura on her. She was
already eager for this.  
  
Amy shoved her back so she fell onto the sofa, her legs spread. She aimed her
cock at Amber's pussy and gently pushed inside. There was a moment's
resistance that she hadn't expected, and Amber cried out at the intrusion.  
  
"I didn't realise you were a virgin," she whispered.  
  
"Please don't stop," Amber managed to gasp. "Do what you want with me."  
  
Amy smiled down at her. "Good girl." She withdrew her cock, then slammed it
back in, trusting her Futa Ghost's ability to prevent damage to her lover. She
recalled her time with Carla, the feeling of having a giant cock inside her,
and for a second felt jealous of the woman she was fucking. She ached to have
Carla with her now. But when Amber reached her first orgasm and her pussy
clenched hard around her cock, Amy forgot all about her sister. She leant down
to kiss her lover.  
  
They fucked for a while until Amy felt her climax coming. She quickly withdrew
and laid down next to Amber, her cock pointing up at the ceiling.  
  
"You ready?" she asked.  
  
Amber nodded.  
  
They both wrapped their hands around her shaft and rubbed hard at it. Amy
cried out and jerked as she came. The semen shot out high and landed on both
of them. Jet after jet hit them on their bellies, their breasts and their
faces. Amy opened her mouth to taste her own cum; Amber quickly copied her,
though when the first stream landed in her mouth she choked on it. Just when
she thought it was finished, one more spurt erupted out of her and landed in
her hair. Amy laughed. She wiped cum out of her right eye then turned her
attention to her lover. She ran her fingers over Amber's body, spreading the
cum around and rubbing it into her skin. There was so much of it, more than
she had produced before. She wondered if she would continue to produce more.  
  
"You will," Kalei said. "The longer you are a Futa, the more you will make."  
  
With that thought fresh in her mind, she felt her cock twitch into life again.
She looked at Amber. "Get on top," she told her. "Sit on my cock."  
  
Amber did not need asking twice. She was very slow and careful as she guided
Amy's cock inside of her, even though it was still well lubricated both from
cum and from Amber's own fluids. She took it inch by inch until finally the
whole length was nestled in her pussy. At Amy's urging she started to rock
back and forth. Soon she had that familiar feeling in her crotch and she
didn't try to fight it. She erupted inside Amber, filling her womb with her
seed. That sent Amber over the edge as well and she collapsed on top of her.  
  
"You were great," Amy whispered in her ear, "but you can be so much greater if
you come with me ..."




        Futa Ghosts Ch. 04


_Part Four of the series is here. I hope you enjoy!_  
  
*****  
  
Chapter Four - An Orgy of Futas  
  
Carla headed downstairs slowly on unsteady feet. She was wrapped up in her
thick, comfortable dressing gown and every now and then she let out a throaty
cough. By the time she made it to the kitchen, her parents could not have
helped but notice her bad state.  
  
Ava came round the table to her right away looking concerned. "Oh dear, Carla.
What's wrong?"  
  
"Don't know," she replied with another cough. "Just woke up like this. Head's
pounding too."  
  
James looked up from his morning paper, a strangely calculating look on his
face. "Maybe you should stay out of school today then," he suggested.  
  
Inwardly, Carla smiled. This was going easier than she expected. "Do you think
so?" she asked aloud.  
  
"But what about her school work?" Ava said. "Exams are coming up soon - she
can't afford to miss out!"  
  
"Don't worry about it. I'll make sure she doesn't miss anything," James said.  
  
Carla looked at her father, wondering why he was being so calm and easygoing
about this. Usually he would try to drag people off their deathbed to make
sure they didn't miss school. But she wasn't about to look a gift horse in the
mouth. Whatever his reasons, she had to take advantage of his good mood.  
  
"I think I'll go back to bed," she said in her croaky voice.  
  
"You don't want something to eat first?" her mother asked fretfully.  
  
Carla shook her head. "Don't know if I can keep anything down."  
  
"Maybe I shouldn't go out today. I could stay here and keep an eye on you."  
  
Carla looked at her in alarm, trying to think of an excuse to send her away,
but again James came to her rescue.  
  
"Stop coddling her, love," he said. "I'm sure she'll be fine. Anyway, Amy is
upstairs if she needs anything. You've been looking forward to this day trip
for weeks - don't abandon it now."  
  
"Dad's right. I'd feel even worse if I ruined your day too."  
  
"OK," Ava said with a trace of reluctance. "If you're sure ..."  
  
Carla just gave a nod as she headed back for the stairs. When she got halfway
up, she broke into a jog, pleased that her deception had gone unnoticed. Both
her parents would be gone for the whole day and neither would wonder why she
wasn't going to school.  
  
Amy's bedroom door opened as she passed and her sister waved her in. Carla
followed and was surprised to find another girl sitting naked on the bed.  
  
"This is Amber," Amy said. "She's ready to summon her Futa Ghost. Did
everything go to plan?"  
  
"Yep. Mum and Dad will be gone soon. Stacey and Alice are waiting for me to
text them and then we'll all be ready." The sight of the nude Amber in front
of her was making her cock swell. She forced herself to ignore it, reminding
herself that there were more important things to concentrate on today. Then
she noticed the small trail of cum leaking down the inside of her thigh. She
glanced at her sister.  
  
Amy shrugged. "Couldn't resist," she admitted.  
  
"Well, we've got a bit of time ..." Carla said. "Provided we stay quiet it
should be OK."  
  
She opened her dressing gown, revealing her cock at full attention. Amber
immediately laid back and spread her legs. Carla stepped forward and thrust
her dick inside her, putting a hand over the girl's mouth to muffle her cries.  
  
"There's no need for that," Amy said. "She's completely under my influence -
she'll only cry out if I let her."  
  
Carla cautiously removed her hand and sure enough, Amber lay there quietly,
though the look of bliss on her face showed that she was enjoying this new
attention. She set to ploughing her pussy hard. It was already well lubricated
through Amy's sperm so the penetration was easy. She was able to push her
entire length into her each time.  
  
In what felt like no time at all, she felt her orgasm coming. She grunted, bit
her lip to try and stay quiet, and ejaculated deep inside Amber. She jerked in
her own orgasm, her pussy clenching around the cock inside her and milking
every last drop of sperm from it.  
  
"Once this plan is done and the Futa Ghosts' mistress is released, we could
start every day like this," Amy said.  
  
Carla pulled out of Amber, leaving her with more cum leaking from her.
"Doesn't any of this worry you, though?" she asked. "This mistress is
desperate to escape from Hell, but what if she brings it with her?"  
  
"I don't think that will happen. You've known Warei longer than I know Kalei -
do you think they are lying to us?"  
  
"No," Carla admitted. After a moment she sighed. "You're right. As usual, I'm
just worrying too much."  
  
She returned to her own room to wait. It felt like an absolute age but
eventually she saw from her window her parents leave, James to go to work and
Ava to go shopping with her friends. She got straight on her phone and sent
Stacey a short text: "Now".  
  
She watched from her room as a couple of minutes later her two friends
appeared round the corner, almost running in their eagerness to arrive. Carla
hurried downstairs in time to greet them. She only realised by their open
stares that she hadn't even bothered to put any clothes on and her cock was
still in full view - and still a little wet from her quick session with Amber.
Both Stacey and Alice reached out for her, their hands stroking her shaft.
Carla was tempted to allow them, especially as her cock rapidly went back to
being fully erect. But she pulled back from them.  
  
"There isn't time for that yet," she said. "We've got a ceremony to perform."  
  
"Yep, and we can't wait!" Stacey exclaimed.  
  
They called Amy and Amber down. They were also both naked. Not wishing to be
left out, the twins stripped off their clothes as well before they all went
down into the church's basement. They found "The Summoning of a Futa Ghost"
where they had left it.  
  
"Who wants to go first?" Carla asked.  
  
"Me!" Stacey shouted immediately. She snatched the book from her. "What do I
do?"  
  
"Just go into the middle of the floor and speak the words. When the Futa Ghost
comes, allow it inside of you. It's as simple as that."  
  
The others backed away to the foot of the stairs to give Stacey some room. She
didn't hesitate; she just read the words out at the top of her voice. Once she
was done she dropped the book and waited.  
  
"It's so weird to find a book like that in a church," Alice whispered. "Why do
you think your dad had it?"  
  
Amy shrugged. "Don't know. Don't care. I'm just glad he did." She was idly
stroking her cock as they watched the scene in front of them.  
  
Stacey only had to wait a couple of minutes before an ethereal being took
shape in front of her. She held her arms out, a welcoming smile on her face.
The Futa Ghost swooped down at her and disappeared inside her. Stacey
staggered back. Alice went to go to her but Carla held her back. A moment
later, Stacey recovered. She ran her hands down her body and as she did so,
any blemishes or marks on her skin disappeared. Then her cock slid out. It
looked about fifteen inches longer, a bit shorter than Amy's, but much
thicker. Its head was the size of Carla's fist. Her own dick twitched at the
sight of it. Stacey laughed.  
  
"You chose well here," Warei said in Carla's head. "She has the perfect
personality for this."  
  
Stacey gestured at Alice. "Come on, sis! You've gotta try this!"  
  
Alice needed no further encouragement. She strode forward, rescued the book
and spoke the chant. The Futa Ghost appeared almost immediately this time and
joined with its new host.  
  
"We chose these two Futa Ghosts specially," Warei said. "They are the most
similar in personality and appearance. We thought the twins would like to stay
close."  
  
Alice stood straight and closed her eyes. Soon her freckles vanished and her
cock appeared. It was exactly the same length and thickness as Stacey's. The
twins were now utterly identical. As soon as Alice opened her eyes again,
Stacey drew her into a deep kiss. Their cocks rose as one to be crushed
between their bodies.  
  
"Fuck me, that's so hot," Amy breathed.  
  
"We've still got one more to go," Carla pointed out.  
  
The twins stepped aside. Amy sent Amber forward with a slap to her ass. She
seemed less enthusiastic about it than Stacey and Alice, but she still went
ahead with the ritual. Carla watched with a trace of worry, wondering if Amber
had been forced into it. That worry increased when the Futa Ghost appeared and
Amber backed away from it. But then she found her resolve and stood to meet
her future. The ghost swept into her.  
  
"I know this Futa Ghost," Warei said. "She is one of the most submissive Futas
I have ever met. She should be ideal for this Amber."  
  
Stacey and Alice approached the middle of the floor but before they got there,
Amber's body began to change. Her ass filled out until it was a proper bubble
butt, bouncing with every move she made. But it was when her cock came out
that everyone stopped. Carla didn't think any cock would be as big as Amy's,
but she was wrong. For a second she thought that Amber's wouldn't stop
growing. Eventually it did, but it must have been twenty inches long. It
dangled past her knees. She looked down at it in amazement, her face going
red.  
  
The twins exchanged glances, then dropped to their knees in front of that
giant cock. They reached out to stroke it, both of them easily able to put
their hands on it with room to spare. Amber's dick twitched at the attention
until it was fully erect. It was nearly as thick around as Stacey and Alice's.
They took turns kissing it, all the while rubbing the shaft.  
  
Carla felt her own cock rising in response to the sight and she started
stroking it hard.  
  
Amy saw her and said, "Don't waste it!" She immediately stood in front of her
sister and bent over. Carla didn't need a second invitation. She shoved her
cock forward into Amy's waiting pussy. She gripped hold of her sister's waist
to steady her as she thrust in and out of her.  
  
In the middle of the room, the twins had now pushed Amber to her knees and
presented their cocks to her. Despite their girth, Amber managed the
impressive feat of taking their dicks in her mouth, one after the other.
Stacey in particular wasn't gentle with her. When it was her turn, she grabbed
Amber's head and fucked her face, her fat cock sliding right down the back of
her throat. Amber stayed still and let it happen, not complaining once. Each
time a girl pulled her cock out, spit escaped from Amber's mouth and fell onto
her heaving chest until it glistened.  
  
Without taking her eyes from the scene in front of her, Carla removed her cock
from Amy's pussy and aimed it instead at her ass. Her sister spread her cheeks
wide and groaned happily when Carla penetrated her, sliding all the way inside
in one smooth movement. Her butt was so tight and clenched around her cock as
Amy orgasmed. Carla tightened her grip on her to stop her falling to the
floor. Her body hung limp as she quivered from the climax.  
  
Alice laid on her back on the floor and beckoned for Amber to mount her. She
obeyed straight away, lowering herself down on the waiting dick. Her pussy
struggled to encompass the fat shaft, her lips stretching as wide as they
could as the head slid inside. She grunted and gasped with the effort but she
kept on going down until every last inch was inside her. Her own cock spasmed
and she came hard, sperm erupting from her and dousing Alice, all over her
chest and face. Alice opened her mouth, which filled rapidly with cum until
she gagged on it. She turned her head aside and coughed it all out, but Amber
was far from done. Her semen kept on coming, drenching Alice's hair and face.
Amber grabbed hold of her cock and pulled it up so some of the cum landed on
her chest. After a couple more pumps she was finally spent. She sat impaled on
Alice's dick, shaking in the aftermath.  
  
Stacey dropped to her hands and knees and began licking her sister's face,
lapping up the cum like it was water. She ran her hands over Alice's breasts,
smearing the sperm over them then bringing her fingers to her lips to suck
them clean. Then she lifted Alice's head up and brought her cock to her lips.
Her twin opened wide to take the dick in her mouth. Cum dripped from her face
onto Stacey's cock as she bobbed her head back and forth. Stacey pushed
forward until her whole length was buried in her sister's throat. She held it
there until Alice started choking, when she pulled back to allow her to
breathe. She leant forward and licked the cum up from on Amber's chest. She
was finding she loved the taste of cum. She wondered what her own would taste
like.  
  
As Amber recovered from her climax, she starting grinding against Alice's
crotch, feeling the cock stirring deep inside her. It was a wonderful feeling,
having something so big and thick in her cunt. And when Stacey presented her
cock in front of her, she was happy to take it deep in her throat. She didn't
care if she gagged on it - she just wanted to feel full. She stretched her
mouth wide, swallowed every inch of it until her nose was pressed against
Stacey's flat belly. She imagined the cocks almost meeting in the middle of
her and the thought sent another climax through her, though this time it
wasn't accompanied by another outpouring of cum.  
  
Alice felt Amber orgasm again, her pussy clenching hard around her cock. She
had never known a sensation quite like it. It was incredible. She could feel
her own orgasm building but wanted to hold back. When she'd had sex with men,
they had cum once and that was it. She wanted to enjoy this feeling for as
long as possible.  
  
"Don't worry," her Futa Ghost said in her head. "We are not weak men. We come
as much as we want."  
  
Alice relaxed at those words and allowed her orgasm to overtake her. She shot
her load deep inside Amber, this stranger who seemed so willing to do whatever
she was told. She arched her back, pushed her cock as deep inside as she could
as she came again and again. Sperm leaked out from Amber's pussy, spilling out
over Alice's crotch and legs. Alice, her body now soaked in cum almost from
head to toe, dipped her fingers into her own semen and brought it to her lips.
It tasted sweet, just as Amber's had.  
  
Stacey smashed her cock into the back of Amber's throat again and again. She
knew she was on the edge and wanted to enjoy it. This girl was so submissive,
she wondered what else she would be able to do with her. That thought was all
it took to send her over the edge. She shoved her cock as deep as it would go
as the first stream of cum erupted from her. Amber choked and tried to pull
back, but Stacey gripped the back of her head and held her in place. Amber's
eyes rolled back in her head as more and more cum poured into her throat. She
gagged and cum spurted from her mouth in the tiny gap around Stacey's shaft.
She waited until the last moment before finally yanking her cock back. More
cum shot from her over Amber's face as she sagged forward, gasping, with cum
leaking from her mouth onto Alice below. As soon as Stacey had finished
cumming, she wasted no time in bending down and kissing Amber, savouring the
taste of her own cum as it passed from the other woman's mouth into hers.  
  
Carla watched the threesome occurring in front of her, marvelling at Amber's
dexterity and the twins' horniness. The sight was far too erotic for her to
hold back. She was still ploughing Amy's ass, gaping it wide, and she was deep
in her when her orgasm hit. She sent spurt after spurt right into Amy's butt
and judging by her happy gasps, her sister was happy to receive it.  
  
Amy chuckled as the last of the cum entered her ass. "Kalei says we don't have
time for all this. We have to perform the ceremony to get their mistress into
the world."  
  
"This room isn't big enough according to Warei," Carla replied. She pulled her
cock out of Amy's ass. A bit of cum dripped onto the floor. "The only place I
can think of that will be is the cellar at the school. And we can't really do
it there until tonight. So ..."  
  
Amy grinned. "So we have time to kill, is that what you're saying? Good,
because I'm the only one here who hasn't come yet. Shall we join the others?"  
  
By the time they got down there, the other three had recovered from their
exertions. Amber remained lodged on Alice's cock, which showed no signs of
wilting. Stacey had moved behind her and was now lining her cock up at Amber's
butt. Carla crouched down for a closer look at the double penetration from two
such thick cocks, wondering if it was even possible. But she should have known
better than to question the Futa Ghosts. As tight a fit as it looked, Stacey
still pushed the head of her cock inside Amber's ass. The penetrated woman
cried out, part in pleasure and part in pain. Stacey didn't stop at the cry
though. She pushed in deeper. Carla could see the way Amber's asshole got
stretched wide by the invasion. She cried out again as inch after inch went
inside of her. Then the cries were muffled. Carla looked up to see Amy with
her cock stuff down Amber's throat.  
  
Carla took a step back to see in full the hot woman getting fucked airtight by
three huge cocks. Forget everything else, she thought to herself. This is the
hottest thing I've ever seen. She felt kind of left out though as she watched
Amber jerking around on three cocks stuffed to the hilt inside of her. Then
she realised that she didn't have to.  
  
She went round behind Stacey. While she was fucking Amber, both her holes were
open and ready for the fucking. Carla wasted no time in doing just that,
sliding her dick into her pussy. Stacey jerked in surprise and turned her face
to grin at her lover. Carla reached round and grabbed at her big tits,
latching onto the nipples and twisting them gently with her fingers.  
  
Then she felt pressure against her asshole. "Ready, sis?" Amy whispered into
her ear.  
  
Carla nodded. Seconds later, she felt her sister's cock push into her, her ass
stretching to accommodate it. Carla bit her lip to keep from crying out - this
was the first time she'd taken a cock in her ass. Her own penis twitched hard
inside Stacey, who in turn renewed her efforts ploughing Amber's butt.  
  
If Carla had been asked to explain how it felt to be fucked while she was
fucking someone else, she would have said it was impossible. The sheer amount
of sensations she was experiencing was almost enough to overwhelm her brain.
She just let herself go, gave in to the lust as Warei had told her to right
from the start. She started thrusting harder into Stacey as Amy did the same
to her. They settled into a rhythm, each penetration as deep and hard as the
girls could manage.  
  
Carla was the first to break when her sister pushed every last inch of her
cock into her ass. She screamed and squirted her cum inside Stacey. She fell
forward against her friend as she rode her orgasm. Amy kept on thrusting into
her from behind, prolonging the feeling of bliss. When she finally came down,
she withdrew her cock from Stacey in a flood of sperm. Amy pulled out of her
and allowed her to fall back and sit on the floor. As soon as Carla was out
the way, her sister stepped forward and started fucking Stacey's well-
lubricated pussy.  
  
She looked to see how the other girls were doing. It seemed as though Amber
had gone through orgasm after orgasm. She was limp, held in place by a
combination of the twins as they continued fucking her in both holes at once.
Her breathing was fast and shallow, her eyelids fluttering. But there was also
a flush of pleasure in her cheeks at the enjoyment of being so used.  
  
Amy pulled out of Stacey suddenly and hurried round the other side of the
threesome, jerking hard at her cock. Stacey knew what was coming; she grabbed
Amber by the throat and pulled her up, exposing her just as Amy started to
climax. Her jizz landed on Amber's chest and stomach. She was stroking her
cock as she came and the sperm flew about wildly. Most of it landed on Amber
and Alice, but plenty flew up into Stacey's face as well. And all the while
the twins didn't stop pushing in and out of their lover.  

"I'm gonna cum!" Stacey announced just as she reached her orgasm. At the exact
same time, Alice went over the edge too and both twins ejaculated deep inside
Amber's ravaged body. The feeling of two jets of cum painting her insides made
Amber orgasm too and the three of them fell against each other. Amy still
stood over them, squeezing the last drops of cum from her cock to land in
Stacey's hair.  
  
Carla let them rest and recover for a time. The three of them, Alice in
particular, were coated in a layer of cum. It still leaked out of Amber and
Stacey, joining the growing puddle on the floor.  
  
"This is why I love you humans," Warei said. "You are so inventive, so ...
insatiable. There is truly no other species like you. I suppose it is because
of your short life spans that you are so determined to enjoy every minute so
thoroughly."  
  
Carla shrugged. She neither knew nor cared about the reasons why. All she knew
was how good it was. Her cock was still wet with her own cum and Stacey's
pussy juices. It was also still hard and she knew the other girls would be the
same. It wasn't even midday yet - they still had a lot of time to pass before
they could perform the ceremony to free the Futa Ghosts' mistress.  
  
But one thing was for sure - supernatural healing or no, Amber's body would be
in need of a rest after the fucking the twins had given her.  
  
"Amber," she said. The girl wearily lifted her head to look at her. "Come over
here."  
  
She slowly disengaged herself from the twins. Stacey let out a moan of
complaint as her cock slipped out of Amber's ass, which still leaked cum. Her
asshole still gaped from the size of Stacey's dick. She crawled over to where
Carla was laying and instantly made to suck on her cock.  
  
But Carla stopped her. "Stand up," she ordered her. "Let me help you now."  
  
Amber uncertainly did as she was told. Carla looked at that giant cock
dangling in front of her face, all twenty inches of it, and felt a moment's
doubt. But she squashed it down. She reached out and took it in her hands,
stroking it gently, running her fingertips up and down the length of it. She
couldn't help but marvel at it, at the size of it, how it felt as she hefted
it in her hands.  
  
She reached forward and kissed the cock's tip, flicking her tongue along its
slit. She slid her lips around the head, letting it glide along her tongue.
She stopped when it hit the back of her throat. Barely a third of it was
inside her. She pulled back, took a deep breath, and went down on it as much
as she could. More and more of it disappeared between her lips. It hit back of
her throat again but this time she didn't stop. She just kept on sucking more
and more of it in. Tears sprang from her eyes as her throat constricted around
the obstruction and breathing became difficult. When fourteen inches was
stuffed into her mouth, she had to stop.  
  
"Wow, I can see the swelling in your neck!" Amy exclaimed. "You've taken it so
deep."  
  
Carla had to pull back before she gagged, and found that the others had
gathered in a circle to watch them. Amber's eyes were wide as she looked down
on her. Her cock was moist with saliva. Lubed up and ready, Carla felt. She
turned and got on her hands and knees, showing her ass to the room.  
  
Amy knew what she wanted. She took hold of the base of Amber's dick and lined
her up with her sister's asshole. Her butt was already ready after Amy's
intrusion earlier. But Amber's member was even bigger. Carla gasped as she
slid the first couple of inches inside of her. Under Amy's direction, Amber
kept on pushing forward inch after inch. Carla had never felt so full as over
half the length went into her ass. But Amber was far from done. Carla cried
out as she was wracked by yet another orgasm. It got even stronger as the last
inch of Amber's cock entered her butt.  
  
"Holy shit," Amy breathed. "Sis, you rock!"  
  
Carla was far too full to answer. It felt like Amber's cock filled half her
body. When she started moving, sliding the cock back and forth, it was almost
too much for her. She closed her eyes, revelling in the sensations.  
  
"Hey, wake up!"  
  
Her eyes flew open again and found a cock right in front of her face. Stacey
grinned down at her. Carla opened her mouth. It was barely wide enough to
allow the head of Stacey's dick in. But fit it did, and she seemed determined
to force the whole thing inside.  
  
Amy watched as her sister got spit-roasted by two huge cocks. She didn't think
Carla would be able to take it, but she seemed determined to prove her wrong.
Already she had every inch of Amber's shaft in her ass and she was well on her
way to taking all of Stacey down her throat. Amy rubbed her sister's throat,
doing what she could to help. And then it happened. Stacey's fat cock
disappeared inside Carla's mouth at the same time as Amber went in as deep as
she could. Carla's mouth was stretched so wide it was a wonder her jaw didn't
break.  
  
I want a piece of that, she thought. She turned to find Alice, who appeared to
have had the same idea. She stood next to her, holding her cock in hand. Amy
took it in her mouth, finding it easier than her sister to swallow the lot.
She felt it slide into her throat, all the way, until her nose was mashed
against Alice's stomach. She held herself there, breathing with difficulty out
of her nose but determined not to let go, even when tears came to her eyes.
Alice held onto the back of her head, keeping her in place.  
  
Both twins pulled back in unison, leaving the other set of sisters to fall to
the floor, gasping for air. Stacey and Alice exchanged glances and, with
matching grins, swapped places. Amy and Carla found themselves sucking on the
other twin's cock, taking them as deep as last time. They switched places
again and again, taking pleasure in the feel of different mouths around their
shafts.  
  
When Stacey felt ready to cum again, she nodded to Alice and they held hands.
Both of them shot their loads together right into the faces of Carla and Amy.
Both sisters' faces and hair were left white with semen, landing so thick they
could barely open their eyes. Once she was spent, Stacey pushed her cock back
into Carla's mouth for her to clean it off. Alice followed suit with Amy.  
  
All the while, Amber kept on plunging her cock in Carla's ass. Inwardly, she
wondered how a body could take the size of her penis in the ass without
serious pain, especially considering how hard and fast she was fucking her.
Her Futa Ghost's explanation that they made sure no permanent damage was done
to their assets didn't really set her mind at ease.  
  
"Such thoughts are unnecessary," the Ghost said. "Just enjoy the moment."  
  
It seemed like sound advice, so she decided to follow it. There was no denying
how good it felt to have such a huge prick, and to have it shoved so deep
inside a gorgeous woman's butt.  
  
Then she felt a hand wrap around the base of her shaft. Amy knelt by her
sister, looking up at her. "Let me taste my sister's ass," she said.  
  
Amber dutifully withdrew her cock, pausing momentarily to admire the sight of
Carla's gaping butthole as it slowly contracted again. Amy greedily swallowed
Amber, taking it to the back of her throat and beyond. She was determined to
do better than her sister by swallowing every last inch of it and told Kalei
to make it possible. Her Futa Ghost, as usual, agreed with a hint of
amusement. She seemed to enjoy the challenges Amy set her. Her throat widened,
her jaw became bit more flexible, and she pushed on far past the point of
being uncomfortable as the giant cock disappeared in her mouth. It took an
effort even with the alterations made to her body, but she reached her target.  
  
Stacey and Alice crouched down on either side of her, their eyes going wide
when the last piece of Amber's cock vanished from view. They could see the
bulge in Amy's throat.  
  
"This is just beautiful," Stacey breathed. "Can we stay down here forever
more?"  
  
"Of course not!" her Futa Ghost snapped. Stacey had not bothered to learn her
name. She seemed quite demanding. Even after such a short time, she thought
she would tire of her new companion quite quickly. But she brought some
wonderful benefits. She glanced down at her cock. Wonderful benefits indeed.  
  
Amy finally had to let go of Amber's cock. She fell back, panting. Amber
pushed her cock straight back into Carla's ass. She let out a low moan at the
renewed penetration.  
  
Stacey whispered instructions in Alice's ear. She crawled round so she was
face-to-face with Carla. They kissed as Stacey went round behind Alice and
slid her cock into her sister's pussy. They had played together before, for
years in fact, but she was certain that they would have even more fun with
their new additions. Putting her fingers in Alice's cunt was one thing, but
using a penis was just so much better. She could get much better penetration,
finding parts of her sister that she had never reached before.  
  
Amy watched the two women getting fucked. They were both kneeling in a pool of
cum which would surely get bigger soon. She was determined to add more of her
own to it, too. She got up and stood between Alice and Carla, and slid her
cock between their mouths. Both of them immediately set to blowing her, taking
turns to swallow her cock and lick up and down the shaft.  
  
Carla felt Amber's prick twitch in her ass and moments later cum started
spurting deep inside of her. It sent her into an orgasm of her own. Her body
shuddered, her arms could suddenly no longer take her weight and she fell to
the floor. The movement pulled Amber out of her, unleashing a torrent of cum
onto the floor. She lay in a heap, waiting for the aftereffects to wear off.  
  
Meanwhile, Amy and Stacey were also coming, filling Alice from both ends at
once. All five women fell into a contented heap, on or next to each other in
the pool of cum.  
  
"As fun as this is," Warei said in Carla's mind, "please do not wear
yourselves out too much. You must be ready to act tonight. Shemalias is eager
to be released."  
  
"Shemalias?"  
  
"My mistress. You will be ready?"  
  
"Of course we will. We will do what needs doing, I promise. You and all the
other Futa Ghosts will be free soon."  
  
"Good. We have been imprisoned in Hell for such a long time we have almost
forgotten what freedom feels like. Even my time with you is not the same. But
I want you to know something first, before I come into your world in my true
form."  
  
"What is it?"  
  
"I have truly enjoyed our time together. When you first summoned me I was
uncertain about you, but I do not think I could have chosen a better
companion. When Shemalias comes through, I shall be sure to let her know how
good and loyal you have been."  
  
"Thank you," Carla said. But privately - or as privately as she could manage
with a Futa Ghost inside her head - she couldn't quell all her misgivings. She
couldn't shake the feeling that she had been manipulated, that they all had.
Maybe even Warei herself.  
  
It was too late now though. Her chance to back out had come and gone. She had
drawn all her friends, even her sister, into this plot and now they would have
to see it through. That night they would go to the school and release
Shemalias from Hell.




        Futa Ghosts Ch. 05


_Here is the latest chapter of Futa Ghosts. I'm halfway through now! Hope you
enjoy it and thanks again for all your kind comments on the first four
chapters! They are much appreciated._  
  
*****  
  
**Chapter Five - Calling the Mistress**  
  
Carla stirred slowly. It took her a while to work out where she was. She was
laying on a hard stone floor. Her body ached and appeared to be sticky all
over. In fact, her muscles ached so much it took some effort to lift her hand
into view. When she did, she saw that it was covered in dried sperm. Memory
returned to her of the rigours of the day. With a groan, she levered herself
up onto her elbows and looked down at her body.  
  
Every inch of it appeared to be covered in semen. There was a pool of it down
between her legs, with more still leaking from her pussy even now. She
wondered how many gallons of the stuff she had taken inside her today, as well
as the amount that was ON her. Her hair was matted to her head. She tried to
run her fingers through it but it was all stiff and stuck together. She
dreaded to think what she must look like.  
  
She turned her head to find her four companions in similar positions - and
similar states! Amy was the only one awake. Amazingly, she still had an erect
penis and was playing with it as she looked down at Amber, whose head rested
against her legs. Even as Carla watched, her sister managed one last cumshot,
though it was relatively small compared to their recent efforts. The cum
leaked out of Amy's cock and landed on Amber's head without even waking her.
She just stirred momentarily as the liquid ran over her forehead and pooled
over her eyes. Amy fell asleep with a contented smile on her face.  
  
The twins lay huddled together, Stacey with her arms wrapped around Alice.
Their brown hair looked to be in just as bad a state as Carla's own. She got
onto her hands and knees and crawled over to them. They looked so peaceful
wrapped up together like that. She noticed a bite mark on Stacey's ass and
wondered who put it there. Then she recalled that it was her. The events from
the day just blurred in her mind. All she could see was a flurry of cocks and
pussies, assholes and mouths getting punished again and again. It was hard for
her to remember the details, but she was pretty sure she had fucked every one
of them at some point, and been fucked by every one of them as well.  
  
She reached out and shook Stacey by the shoulder. Her eyes opened immediately
and she grinned.  
  
"You ready for another round?" she asked.  
  
"I wish," Carla replied. "But listen to your Futa Ghost. Isn't she telling you
something?"  
  
Stacey frowned, then nodded. "We need to hurry. What time is it?"  
  
Carla glanced at her watch. "Holy shit! It's nearly four o'clock!"  
  
"Hah! That means we've been at it for, like, near enough seven hours! Fuck me,
doesn't time fly when you're having fun?"  
  
"Yeah, but we have to go now. The Futa Ghosts will wake the others soon enough
but we all need to shower off and then you lot have to be out the house before
my parents come back!"  
  
She pulled Stacey to her feet and the two of them staggered upstairs. Carla's
legs felt like they didn't want to respond to any of her instructions and it
seemed her friend felt the same way. The Futa Ghosts might have altered our
bodies, Carla thought, but they don't seem to have helped our constitution. We
must remember not to exert ourselves like that again.  
  
By helping each other they made it to the bathroom. Carla paused to look at
herself in the mirror. She could barely recognise herself, her face was so
covered in dried sperm. And her hair ... she shuddered. It would take ages to
sort out.  
  
"Maybe we should put our penises away," she suggested, "to make sure we don't
get distracted while we wash."  
  
"Good idea," Stacey said. "The rest of me may be knackered, but I feel like my
cock could keep on fucking forever! Oh Carla, thank you so much for bringing
me into this! Honestly, it's the best present anyone has ever given me."  
  
The two of them embraced and Carla felt a thrill of desire go through her. She
quickly disengaged, determined this time to not think about sex and just get
on with what needed doing. They showered together, helping each other to make
themselves halfway presentable. By the time they were done their hair still
looked quite greasy, but at least it wasn't so obvious why. And their bodies
were clean too. Carla experienced a weird pang of regret seeing her cum-free
form, as if being covered head-to-toe in sperm was her preferred look. She
shook her head and retreated with her friend into her bedroom.  
  
"These Futa Ghosts are changing everything about our minds," she said. "It
kind of makes me miss how I was before."  
  
"It shouldn't," Stacey said as she towelled herself dry. "Look, you know I
liked you before; we've been friends for years. But this new you ... it's just
so much better! You were always so reserved. Remember how you blushed when we
showed you that porno? Now you're unencumbered by all that stuff your dad
dumped on you, your inner self is finally shining through!"  
  
"So you think this is really the true me?"  
  
"Don't you? The way my Futa Ghost described things, they don't actually alter
our minds - they just free us of our false inhibitions and let us see the
world clearly. It all makes perfect sense to me now."  
  
"Maybe you're right."  
  
"No 'maybe' about it. I'm ALWAYS right!" Stacey laughed.  
  
By the time they were dressed and ready, the other girls had all freshened
themselves up in the shower and looked halfway human again as well. Amy was
the last to come out of the bathroom, a towel tied up atop her head but
otherwise naked. She grinned at her sister.  
  
"Now that's what I call a fun way to spend the day."  
  
"We don't really have the time for this," Carla said, frowning. "Mum and Dad
will be back soon. The rest of you need to get out of here before they do. And
Amy, we have GOT to clean that library up!"  
  
"Um, I've already done it," Amber said.  
  
"Seriously?"  
  
"Yeah, I like cleaning," she said with a blush.  
  
"Right, well in that case you can all go. Once I've made sure Mum and Dad
don't think anything's wrong, I'll meet you at the school. Speaking of which,
any idea how we're going to get in?"  
  
"Leave that to us," Alice said, taking her sister's arm. "We've broken into
that place more times than you've had hot dinners."  
  
The rest of them vacated the house, and only just in time too. Minutes after
they left via the back door, James came in through the front. Carla heard him
banging around downstairs from her bedroom, where she was back to acting ill.
She need not have bothered - he made no attempt to come up and see how she
was. She would have been annoyed at that had she not been relieved that she
didn't have to pretend any longer than she had to.  
  
She lay back on the bed, intent on getting a couple of hours of sleep before
she had to head out.  
  
"Carla ..."  
  
She opened her eyes slowly. There was no one in the room with her, so she knew
who it had to be. She sighed. "Is that you, Warei?"  
  
"Yes. I am sorry; I know you need to rest. But there is something I need to
tell you before you go to the school tonight."  
  
"What is it? Is anything the matter?"  
  
"Not as such. I just wanted you to know that I love you. I cannot imagine a
better person's mind to inhabit than yours. You have given me so much pleasure
these last few weeks, more than I had dared hope for when we first met. I
wanted you to know that."  
  
Carla sat up. "Warei, you're scaring me. Why are you saying this now?"  
  
"Because of the ritual you are about to perform. It is not just Shemalias that
you are going to bring through - it is us as well."  
  
"Us?"  
  
"The Futa Ghosts, only we will no longer be ghosts. We will all leave our
hosts and our true forms will come through. We will finally get to meet face-
to-face, Carla, and you can see me as I truly am. While that is good in so
many ways, it does mean we will not share this level of intimacy anymore. We
will be separate once again."  
  
Carla's heart skipped a beat. All the time she had been with Warei, she
worried about the changes that were coming over her - except the changes to
her body, those she loved - but now that it seemed they were to part she
suddenly realised just how much she had come to enjoy the company of her Futa
Ghost. Being without her again after all that just felt wrong.  
  
"Is there no other way?" she asked.  
  
"I am afraid not," Warei said. "This must be done. That is why I am thanking
you now for our time together."  
  
Carla felt tears well up in her eyes. "I'm going to miss you, Warei," she
admitted.  
  
"I know. But I promise you, we will spend a lot of time together even after I
come through, if Shemalias permits it."  
  
"Why wouldn't she?"  
  
"She may have jobs for all of us, even you. I do not profess to know her mind,
but she likes people to keep busy, including her Futas and her Futanari."  
  
"What's the difference?"  
  
"Demons like myself are called Futas, or Futa Ghosts in my current form. Our
human ... allies ... who are endowed with cocks are called Futanari. Some
cultures have corrupted our legends, believing Futanari is a name for all
women with penises, but that is not so. Only a chosen few get to become
Futanari."  
  
"A chosen few like me?" Carla asked.  
  
"... Yes."  
  
Warei went silent. After a few minutes Carla managed to drift off into a
restless sleep.  
  
*****  
  
When she awoke a few hours later, it was dark outside. She glanced at her
watch. It was nearly midnight. The house was quiet and all in darkness; she
guessed her parents had gone to bed. When she opened her bedroom door, she
found a plate with a couple of sandwiches right outside. She smiled. Bless
you, Mum, she thought. For a moment she just stood there, staring at the
plate. She got the sense that once they went through with this ritual the last
vestiges of normality in her life would disappear forever. Everything was
going to change and little things like her mum making sandwiches for her just
wouldn't happen again.  
  
"Change is good," Warei murmured. "Embrace it, don't fight it."  
  
Carla nodded. "I know."  
  
She threw on some clothes and silently padded downstairs. Part of her wished
she would disturb her parents so that they might catch her and stop her from
going, but they did not stir and she managed to exit the house without
trouble.  
  
The streets were virtually empty as she hurried along them. The few people
that were about paid her no attention. She kept her head down, concentrating
on where she was going rather than on what she was about to do.  
  
When she reached the school she stopped. All was in darkness and she wasn't
sure about where to go. Then she saw Amy standing by a thick metal door,
waving to her. Relieved, Carla hurried over to join her.  
  
"I was starting to think you weren't coming," Amy said.  
  
"As if I'd miss this," Carla replied with a smile to cover up her uncertainty.  
  
"Come on, the others are waiting for us."  
  
The two sisters headed through the door and down a flight of metal stairs to
the school's cellar. The place had been used to store all kinds of junk that a
school collected over the years but now it had all been pushed back against
the walls to leave a vast open space. The other girls had been busy the last
few hours. A giant pentagram was already drawn on the floor with candles
burning at each point. Stacey, Alice and Amber were all already naked,
chattering excitedly about what was to happen. Carla and Amy quickly discarded
their clothes as well.  
  
Stacey and Alice rushed over to join them and enveloped them in hugs.  
  
"I'm so glad you're here," Stacey whispered. "We can't wait to get on with
this!"  
  
"Then let's do it," Carla said. She wondered why all her friends had so easily
cast off any doubts they may once have had, whereas her own were almost
consuming her.  
  
Following the instructions of their Futa Ghosts, the girls stood around the
pentagram, one at each point, and closed their eyes.  
  
"Repeat after me," Warei said.  
  
The Futa Ghost reeled off a series of words in a language Carla did not
recognise but which reminded her a bit of Latin. Even though she didn't know
what they meant, she found it easy to repeat them. She spoke them aloud, in
tandem with the other women. It went on for a long time until Carla's tongue
started to ache from wrapping it around so many strange words.  
  
She had no idea how much time had passed before the chant finally fell away.
As soon as it did she felt a sense of vast emptiness and she knew that Warei
had left her. Her eyes flew open. All around her, a mist was rising out of the
floor, thickening and moving in wholly unnatural ways. It started to gather at
the centre of the pentagram. Instinctively, all five girls backed away,
forming a tight knot about ten feet away from the apparition.  
  
The mist thickened further until their gazes could not penetrate it. It
withdrew into a tight ball and then suddenly exploded outwards. Carla and the
rest cried out and flinched away, but it passed over them without doing them
any harm. In fact they barely felt it besides a slight tingling sensation that
passed almost immediately. When Carla returned her attention to the pentagram,
she gasped.  
  
Five humanoid figures stood before them. They were each of a height, a couple
of inches taller than Carla. They had pale blue skin, darker around the
nipples, and long strands of blue hair. They all had two small red horns
protruding from their temples. Their figures were unmistakably female ...
except for the monster cocks dangling between their legs. Carla locked gazes
with the foremost figure and knew without having to be told that this was
Warei in her true Futa form. She smiled and Warei echoed her. A long, forked
tongue snaked out to lick her lips.  
  
"Fuck me," Amy whispered. "I don't think I've ever been so wet."  
  
There was still a thick ball of mist behind the Futas. As the Futas stepped
forward, the mist began to take shape, rising up into a cloud eight feet high.
Carla watched in fascination and no small amount of horror as the mist slowly
fell away, revealing what was concealed beneath it. She froze, her eyes going
wide.  
  
Shemalias - for it had to be her - towered over everyone in the room. Her
large, curling horns brushed against the cellar's ceiling. With those horns
she must have stood at ten feet tall. Her face had a heart-stopping, if
unearthly, beauty to it, with huge dark blue eyes set against her pale blue,
flawless skin. Each of her breasts must have been the size of Carla's head,
but they were perfectly in proportion with the rest of her body. Instead of
arms, three tentacles protruded from each shoulder, waving about independently
of each other. Each was eight feet long.  
  
But none of that commanded Carla's attention quite as much as what hung from
her crotch. Not just one giant dick but two, one hanging below the other. The
top one looked to be about twenty inches long, the same as Amber's but almost
twice as thick. The other was a good four inches longer and even bigger
around. Just the thought of getting close to those set her pussy twitching.  
  
The five Futas fell to their knees before their mistress. The other women
followed suit but Carla found herself frozen to the spot, staring at the
creature in a mix of awe and terror. Shemalias' eyes fixed on her momentarily
and Carla thought she detected a trace of amusement in that gaze.  
  
"Rise, my children," it said in a deep, unearthly but so very seductive voice.  
  
The Futas did so immediately and turned back to the humans. Warei approached
Carla and enveloped her in a hug. Her blue skin was soft, supple, her breasts
pressing against Carla's own sent a thrill of desire through her.  
  
"Thank you," Warei whispered in her ear. "Thank you for everything. We are
about to start a new chapter in our lives now."  
  
Then she stepped back and Shemalias came forward.  
  
"My loyal Futanari," she said, "you have released me from Hell and brought me
back to where I belong. Your loyalty shall be rewarded. Amy, Amber, Stacey and
Alice, your Futas shall bestow your reward upon you now."  
  
Carla frowned as her four friends were each approached by their Futas, who
laid their hands upon their foreheads and closed their eyes. She glanced at
Warei, who gave her an reassuring smile as if to say, "Don't worry, you
haven't been forgotten." But she couldn't help but wonder if Shemalias come
somehow read minds and knew of her doubts. What would she do then? Punish her?
Push her through into Hell?  
  
The work of the Futas took but a few moments. When they were done they stepped
back to join Warei in front of Shemalias.  
  
"When the Futa Ghosts were inside you," the demonic queen said, "they were
able to alter your bodies. Blemishes were removed, curves accentuated and of
course you were able to enjoy their penises. Now I have gifted that power to
you. You can now adjust your bodies however you like."  
  
"Seriously?" Amy exclaimed with a joyous laugh. She quickly stripped off her
clothes and looked down at her crotch. Moments later a penis sprang out, a
huge member hanging down between her knees. She laughed again. "Oh, this is
even better than before!"  
  
"You can experiment later," Kalei said. "Your mistress is still talking."  
  
Amy made her penis disappear again, an abashed look on her face.  
  
Shemalias pushed through the Futas and came to stand directly before Carla.
"You were the first to come to us," she said. "While many humans may have
fled, you stayed true and enabled all of this to happen." Her tentacles snaked
forward and in a sudden movement tore Carla's clothes from her body. "For you
I have a very special reward. You shall be mine."  
  
Behind the mistress, Warei's head jerked up, a look of surprise and
disappointment on her face. But Carla did not notice. Her eyes were locked
onto Shemalias' own, trapped in the deep blue whirlpools. Her pussy was
soaking wet, aching to be fucked. Right then nothing else mattered.  
  
Shemalias gestured and the Futas and humans all moved aside to clear a space.
Her tentacles wrapped around Carla's waist and legs, hoisting her into the air
and turning her around. She was bent forward and the tip of one of Shemalias'
dicks pressed against her pussy. Just that small contact sent Carla into
ecstasy. She screamed and writhed as the orgasm hit her. That was all the
encouragement the demon needed. It pressed forward and inch after inch of her
dick slid easily inside her new pet human.  
  
From the side of the cellar, Amy watched her sister being ravished by this
giant, beautiful monster. She had her hand jammed down between her legs,
frigging herself furiously. She wished she was over there being so used by her
mistress. Carla's face was twisted into a look of the purest joy. Amy knew she
needed to get a piece of that. She would do whatever it took to please
Shemalias. Similar thoughts were going through the minds of the others, too.  
  
No sooner had Carla's climax receded than she was sent into another one.
Shemalias' cock was rough, the grooves and ridges designed to give the
ultimate pleasure. Her tentacles held Carla fast while she pumped her pussy
with all her strength. Each time, she pushed the full twenty inches inside.
Carla's body accommodated it comfortably, although she remained tight down
there. But this was just a test for Shemalias to see if this human would be
ready for what was to come next. It seemed as though she was. Warei had done
her job well.  
  
With a grunt, she unleashed her first load into Carla. Her cock pulsed and
filled her with cum, so much that some of it spilled out from her pussy and
created a growing puddle on the ground beneath her. Once she was done, she
lowered her pet to the floor. There was no strength in Carla's legs though, so
she sank to her hands and knees in the pool of sperm. Shemalias let out a
satisfied groan and looked up at the cellar ceiling. The sex may not have
lasted long, but it was the first time she had penetrated a human in
centuries, so she was far from done. The need had been building inside her for
so long, made all the more intense the closer her release from Hell got. Now
that she was free, she intended to enjoy it. Now her smaller cock had been
temporarily satisfied, she still had her other to see to.  

Carla shuddered, in the throes of her most intense orgasm yet. Just the
feeling of the demon cum in her womb felt wonderful, like she was still being
fucked. All her doubts about whether this was right or not evaporated in the
face of such euphoria. There was nowhere she would rather be, nothing she
would rather be doing than getting fucked by this goddess.  
  
But then she heard her new mistress speak, and what she said left her feeling
cold.  
  
"Futas, it is time," Shemalias declared. "Go forth and seize control of the
school. We shall take our time with this conquest, but it is vital we have a
secure base. I want every teacher, every student, under our auras."  
  
Carla jerked upright. "Control? Conquest?"  
  
Shemalias ignored her and turned her attention to the pentagram. She snaked
her tentacles out towards it and spoke an incantation in the strange, alien
language of the Futas. More mist rose up, swirling and thickening, then
vanishing with a sudden pop. From the pentagram came a line of Futas. Five,
seven, ten, twelve of them came through. Warei and the others already present
embraced their sisters.  
  
"Go, my children," Shemalias said. "The humans will be here in a few short
hours. Be ready for them when they do."  
  
As the others filed out, the demon wrapped her tentacles around Carla's waist
again and lifted her up. This time she pressed her bigger dick against her
pussy ... and her other up against her asshole. Carla gasped and tried to jerk
away but the tentacles held her tight. Shemalias wasn't as gentle this time.
She thrust her cocks into Carla in tandem, both of them sinking into her to
the hilt. All twenty-four inches of her larger penis nestled perfectly inside
the human's body, her smaller cock fit just as well in her ass. Yes, Shemalias
decided, this woman was ideal for her.  
  
Carla's mind was almost overwhelmed by the sensations invading her body. A
tiny part however remained her own, closed off from everything else. And all
that part of her could think was that she had to get away from this. She had
been betrayed by Warei, lied to over and over again. She wondered how she
could have fallen for it every time, then recalled what happened each time.
Warei always turned her attention back to sex, to the sense of fulfilment she
got whenever she fucked someone. And now Shemalias was doing the same thing.
And the most galling thing was, she was having to fight with every ounce of
her strength not to let it work.  
  
But on the other hand, there was little she could do for the next short while,
so perhaps she ought to enjoy it. Not that she had too much choice in the
matter. The feeling of being ploughed by two monster cocks in both her holes
was like nothing else. Even in the orgy she had enjoyed yesterday with her
friends, she had never been made to feel like this. She was sure that
Shemalias must let off some kind of aura, much like the Futa Ghosts had, that
heightened her pleasure.  
  
Either way, she had never felt so full, so fulfilled, in her life. She could
feel those cocks burying themselves deep in her pussy and ass, both of them
stroking in and out as one while the tentacles held her fast. Shemalias
grunted and groaned behind her but showed no signs of slowing down. Again and
again, Carla was wracked with orgasms until she was utterly exhausted and hung
limp in the demon's grasp. She wondered if Shemalias would even notice if she
were to slip into unconsciousness. Somehow she doubted it.  
  
Some time later - Carla had no idea how long - Shemalias roared. She dragged
Carla up until she rested against her huge breasts, her cocks buried deep in
her holes, and she came from both cocks at the same time. Gallon after gallon
of semen poured into Carla. Her eyes rolled up into her head as a final, huge
climax hit her. She became barely aware of anything around her, her
concentration solely on the sensations emanating from her pussy and ass.  
  
Shemalias pulled her up, off of her penises, and let her drop to the floor
with a thud. Carla curled up into a tight ball as fluid gushed from her holes.
Her heart fluttered in her chest, like it was about to explode. She couldn't
organise her thoughts properly; all she could think about was the incredible
sense of satisfaction pleasing the mistress gave to her.  
  
Shemalias stood over her, gazing down at her new pet. "You are most
satisfactory, human," she said. "Warei chose well. When I conquer the world,
you shall have pride of place at my side. It is a just reward for the person
who made all this possible."  
  
Carla closed her eyes and fought to hold back the tears. One question bounced
around inside her brain.  
  
What have I done?




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