The Paranormal Pursuit Ch. 02

Since her experience with the ghostly lover at her desk, Janine had noticed a huge increase in her own libido. She kept thinking back to the ghostly hands kneading her enormous breasts, tweaking her hard nipples, then fucking her invisibly - she got off to the thought of it several times a day, often at her desk. Not that her bosses would care - the buxom 24 year old knew exactly why they kept her around, and she exploited it for all it was worth. Knowing that her less than slight resemblance to Christina Hendricks drove their hiring her, she made sure to always dress the part, with perfectly kept hair and tight, asset-assisting outfits, so they never noticed that they paid her to sit and browse the internet.

One day, about a month after the ghost incident, Janine was doing some filing outside Dr. Hill's office, showing off her round ass to an eager audience, when they all heard a noise - a strange gurgling yell. Dr. Willis had mentioned the previous week he had seen what he assumed to be a partial-body spectre around the office - Hill figured this was the same. Janine quivered with fright and excitement. Could this be the same spectre that had visited her before? Finishing her filing after the yelling died down, Hill told her to take off early, since he wanted to run a few tests around the office.

Janine gladly obliged; noticing the elderly doctors' gaze, she turned to tidy her desk in a way that showed him her cleavage. "Give the old dog a show," she thought to herself. Then the sound happened again - this time louder.

"I really think it best you leave now, Janine." Dr. Hill spoke. Janine nodded and put on her coat.

The drive home was a long and slow one. Traffic was brutal - and on top of it all, her car smelled awful. She couldn't place it, but she had to drive with her windows open the whole trip home. A few times, she thought she heard that groaning again, but decided to just ignore it. A long, strange day at the office - recently, the doctor's had been more busy than ever with increasingly strange cases of paranormal activity.

When Janine finally got home, she decided to just sit for a minute and relax. She turned on some soft music and sat in her armchair, melting to the song. Then she heard it again - the groan. This time, it sounded as though it were singing along to the music - a strange green glow seemed to hover down the hall, and she curled in tight to her chair. Though dressed in her tight red skirt and blouse for work, she felt exposed all the same.

Something was moving beneath her - she could feel the fabric of her chair pulsing and twisting, as though it were alive. She went to stand, when four demonic hands burst from the fabric. Two held her hands down, another held onto her torso, just below her breasts, propping them up. The last hand stroked her cheek, having protruded from the top of the chair - it reached over and slowly unbuttoned her shirt.

Janine was scared, but knowing how her previous experience with a ghost had gone, she was excited as well. She glanced down, and noticed her breasts, still clad in a black lacy bra, were now fully exposed. Looking up, a strange green spectre now floated in front of her. The arms were now moving freely around her body, as she had melted into the chair with strange comfort. Two hands now were rubbing her thighs; she moaned each time they further approached her pussy. The other two were holding her breasts, grabbing at the lingerie-clad orbs. They were two massive bubbles in an overworked bra, and the green floating creature seemed to approve, as a massive erection protruded from his blob-like self.

Janine was ready. She wanted this, so badly. The creature seemed to hesitate, dripping its' green slime on the floor before her feet, so Janine decided to entice it. The hands seemed to recognize her intentions, as they released her, freeing her to stand and face the slime-ghost. Its' stink was overpowering, and it was an ugly little brute, but Janine knew this would be worth it. She ripped the remained buttons on her blouse open, took off the shirt, and unclasped the front hook on her bra. Her massive breasts were now exposed to the air, her nipples hardened at the cold air surround the spectre. She lifted one breast up to her mouth and licked the nipple, flicking it with her tongue. She held her breast up to the creature, who was now wide-eyed with awe, and mimed licking again.

The ghost picked up on the cue, and began licking and slobbering all over her breast. He became so ravenous, he pushed her back into the chair, licking and nibbling on her breasts and nipples. The slime of the creature was all over her already; her body glistened in the goo. She felt his massive hard member bumping up against her stomach as he poured over her tits. Reaching for it, she found the cock's head with her right hand, and began to massage it. The creature stopped with wide eyes. She kept massaging his cock, circling the tip of his member with her finger.

He began grunting and thrusting, pushing his cock further into her grip and against her body. "For a floating thing not much bigger than two basketballs, this little slimer is strong!" Janine thought to herself. She had a clever idea they'd both enjoy, and positioned the thrusting ghosts' cock between her massive tits. Holding her breasts together, the ghost didn't miss a beat, pushing between her mounds of flesh eagerly, popping his cocks' tip against her chin. Thrusting faster and faster, Janine was surprised at how long this creature was lasting -- and how much she was enjoying it. There was something strange to this slime, as she felt her breasts tingling with sensational pleasure with every push of his cock.

That's when she realized how massive her tits had become. Apparently with every thrust, her breasts had become a little big larger -- now that little slimer had been pumping her for so long, she was close to an N-cup! Upon her realization of this, however, the little guy finally came, pumping a stream of thick white goo all over her face. Spurt after spurt landed on her face, chin and, finally, chest, when the little guy decided to hover in the air shooting loads on her. She was covered in white and green goo's, and she felt fantastic.

The little ghost's cock hung, dripping on the floor, when it decided to turn and disappear through a wall. Green goo and cum were left where he were through the wall, and Janine smiled.

"I guess I need a shower." She thought to herself.