Connor’s Friendly Ghost

(A/N: While I wouldn’t say that this is a dark story per se, it does have some dark themes. There’s also a reference to a nonconsensual situation, so if that’s a deal breaker for you, consider yourself warned)

 

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While he’d never admit this outloud to anyone, Connor saw Anna as his ‘work wife’. And to be fair, there was a good reason for this.

“Are you shitting me right now?” Anna glared up at him, making full use of her five feet of fury.

“Nope.” Connor casually replied, flashing her his best shit-eating grin.

“Boy, don’t you play with my heart like this.”

Connor chuckled and showed Anna his phone. “Donuts’ll be here in fifteen minutes and counting.”

“Yes!” Anna moaned, throwing her hands up in the air in reverence. “All hail the gods of Krispy Kreme! I am forever your servant!”

There were times like these when Connor just wanted to… hug her… touch her… do various… things, but he knew not to overstep his bounds and that was before he got the promotion. But when she was this excited about something it was just… nice. Her guard was down and he could just look at her. Save things away in his brain for later.

As far as Connor was concerned, Anna was a fucking knockout. Her diminutive stature only made her features more adorable. Her cute little nose, those fierce blue eyes, those pouty lips, the long blonde hair which had a habit cascading sensually down her very impressive pair of-

Connor immediately looked away. He was in the danger zone. He could think about those massive mammaries later. “I ordered a dozen. Nine for me, three for you.”

Anna froze in place and flashed him a dark glare. “Bitch, what?”

“What?” Connor grinned. “You said you were watching your figure. I’m helping.”

“Motherfucker! If you do not give me half of those donuts, I’m going to kick your ass and eat all of them anyway. Besides, the fat just goes to my tits anyway.”

Connor tried to hold back his snicker, but failed miserably. “Not touching that one.” He put up his hands in surrender.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” Anna grinned back wickedly, giving Connor a playful punch in the shoulder. “Biiiiiiitch.”

“Is that language really necessary?!” A very angry woman scowled, slamming a gallon of milk on the counter.

“Fuckin’ right it is.” Anna replied, with a wink, while punching in the price on the register. She then glanced down, smiling at the eight year old next to the woman, who clearly found this whole thing hilarious.

“Well, I never!”

“You should try it.” Anna’s eyes went wide with glee. “It’s orgasmic! Also, your total is $3.50.”

“Who is your manager?!”

Anna pointed over to Connor, who was currently covering his face as his shoulders shook with laughter. “I wouldn’t expect much from him. He’s totally my bitch.”

Connor was able to regain himself enough to at least pretend to do his job. “I’m very sorry for her behavior, ma’am. She will be reprimanded.”

“I would hope s-”

“He ain’t gonna do shiiiiit.” Anna rolled her eyes, also giving the woman her change. “Nobody wants this fucking job. It pays shit. Have a nice day!”

The woman grabbed her milk and stared daggers into Anna. “I can’t wait to get a Walmart in this neighborhood so you get fired.”

“I’ll just work at Walmart then!” Anna laughed. “Welcome to Walmart! Buy your shit and get the fuck out!”

As the woman and her laughing kid stormed out, Anna glared at them until they were out of sight. “I probably shouldn’t have done that…”

Connor shrugged. “You’re not wrong. We literally can’t afford to fire you and the job is shit.”

“Oh no, I don’t give a fuck about that. I feel bad ’cause I probably got that kid in trouble for laughing at his mom.”

“Ah,” Connor glanced at the door, and then shrugged. “Possibly. Not a lot we can do about shitty parents though. What we do have control over is all these donuts I’m going to eat.”

Anna grinned back widely and poked his chest in challenge. “Okay asshole. We’ll see how that goes.”

Anna was fun. And she wasn’t wrong about Connor being wrapped around her finger. He was crushing on her hard, but he was also firmly in the friendzone. And even with Connor’s usual lack of social skills, even he caught the plethora of hints that nothing beyond friendship was on the table and that was made clear very early in their friendship. But the funny thing about being friendzoned when you have no friends is it’s actually a win/win. He was perfectly fine with their situation. Though he wouldn’t lie and say she didn’t feature heavily in his fantasies.

In fact, as he made his way home, his mind was so preoccupied with the various things he wanted to do to Anna that he almost didn’t hear it at first. It was faint. But eventually it was as clear as day. Someone was crying. Looking around, Connor couldn’t see anyone in his immediate vicinity. In truth, that didn’t account for much since half of the streetlights were busted and even the ones that were lit did nothing for the various alleys he passed on a nightly basis.

And upon closer inspection, it was an alley where Connor could hear the crying was coming from. “Um… you okay in there?” As worried as he might have been, he wasn’t going to step out of the relative safety of the streetlight and into the pitch blackness of the alley.

The crying halted for just a moment, hitching into a sob. “Y… you can hear me?” A soft voice called back.

“Yeah. So can other people… This isn’t exactly the best neighborhood to be crying in alleys in the middle of the night. Do you need a cop or something?”

“…can you see me…?”

“Nope.” Connor quickly replied and left. His empathy had limits. And as worried as he might be about the strange girl in the alley, the fact that she didn’t answer the cop question or acknowledge anything else that he said was enough for him to write it off as too risky. He was tired. It had been a long day. He just wanted to go home, jerk off to some porn, take a shower and go to bed. And he wouldn’t be able to do any of that if he went down some weird alley and got murdered.

As he made his way to his small apartment, he kept thinking of reason after reason that he was in the right to ignore the disembodied voice. He was even tempted to go back once or twice, but when it came down to it, his gut agreed with his decision. Personally, he thought that his gut was fifty-fifty at best, but he was at least comfortable with his decision by the time he opened his door.

Within minutes, his computer was on and his pants were off. He might have taken his time looking for a porno that really did it for him, but he just wanted a distraction from the weirdness of tonight. That meant he’d go into his porn folders, click on the one that said “Quickies” and he’d be good to go. They were all to his taste and they were all right to the good stuff, specifically for when he just wanted a quick nut.

While there was some variety in the women he went for, one thing that appeared more than anything in almost every porn folder he had was big boobs. He was an unapologetic boob guy. It was one of the reasons that the “Quickies” folder had a lot of titfucking on it. The girl in the alley became a distant memory as the headphones went in and the porno started.

Like the folder stated, Connor didn’t take long. He wasn’t in the mood to draw it out today, he just wanted a quick orgasm now. And that was just what he got. Less than five minutes later, he was reaching for the tissues to clean up the mess. It wasn’t exactly one of the best orgasms but it did its job. Now he was relaxed and ready for his shower and his absolutely adult dinner of Fruity Pebbles.

Something still felt a little off as he got into bed but it was subtle enough that he didn’t pay it any mind and very quickly drifted to sleep. While normally this would have been it since on the whole Connor slept like a rock, this time his sleep was a little restless. Eventually, he realized that he was cold and opened his eyes to turn the heat up.

Only when Connor did open his eyes, he saw another pair looking at him. The only reason he didn’t scream in abject horror was because of how surreal it all was. It was a girl. She looked to be roughly his age. Her own brown, almost chocolate colored eyes stared right back at him in a curiosity that made her pretty features almost childlike. Her almost impractically long black hair moved on its own as if she were not only underwater but also in slow motion.

But it was when he looked down to see what she was wearing that his own eyes bulged in surprise. While her actual dress was nothing special, in that it appeared to be just a billowy white sundress, the boobs she was hiding under them put Anna to shame. “Holy shit…” He finally spoke, directly to her chest.

“You can see me!” She somehow exclaimed softly. “May I-?”

The girl froze as Connor reached for her boobs. If he was going to dream of a random, cute, busty girl in his room, he was absolutely going to feel her up before he awoke. He felt them for just a moment. One soft, glorious moment. And then she let out a little squeak and seemed to flicker in and out of existence before his hand went through her entirely.

“Sorry! Sorry!” She quickly floated backwards. “I… I wasn’t expecting-… You just-…” Her eyes were wide in shock as she protectively wrapped her arms over her chest, her body slowly coming into consistent view again.

“Hm…” Connor squinted, getting a better look at her. Normally his wet dreams aren’t remotely this shy. He gave a shrug. “No. My bad. You’re really hot. I just… wanted to touch you.”

The girl seemed as if she were catching her breath as she blushed profusely at his comment. “Can I stay here? If… if I never have to go to that wretched alley again, I’ll… I’lI let you touch me. I’ll let you do whatever you want to me… Please… let me stay… I’ll… I’ll be good…”

Connor sat up, raising a skeptical eyebrow. To be fair, he did love porn plots. It did make sense that one would eventually make its way into a dream. He wished it’d just get to the good bit already but the dream was clearly doing what it wanted, so he played along. “Anything?”

“Yes.” She slowly lowered her arms, blushing more and more with each movement. “If you let me stay here.”

“Okay. You can stay.” Connor smiled wryly, only to be shock when in the literal blink of an eye the girl was suddenly right in his face like a movie skipping a couple of frames.

“Really?! Thank you! Thank you thank you thank you! That alley was horrible! So many bad things happen there and there are so many angry spirits just wailing and screaming all the time! It’s so quiet here! You don’t know how happy this makes me! I’ll be a good girl! I promise I’ll be a good girl!”

“Mmmm, a good girl you say…” Connor chuckled at her enthusiasm, preferring this version of her much more than the scared one. He reached out and ran his fingers through her floating hair. It felt so… weird… She felt cold, but… warm… Solid, but… not. Touching her was confusing. He liked it.

“Oh… right…” A conflicted expression passed on her face that wiped away her glee. “A good girl always keeps her promises. So… where… where do you want to… touch me? My… my chest…?”

Connor’s expression soured. This was becoming less like a porno and more like a porno game where his decisions affected the outcome. He was never any good at those games. In porn, they always know the right thing to say to get into the girl’s pants. And that’s assuming it isn’t the girl who’s pursuing. Connor never had that much luck on his own. In his current situation, the only thing that came to mind now was maybe if he made her feel good, she would loosen up a bit.

“…ah…” She opened her mouth with a small, breathy moan.

Connor raised another eyebrow. That sound was cute as fuck. He had to assume that he was on the right track. “Spread your legs for me.”

“…yes sir…” She squeaked out, slowly following his instructions.

“Don’t call me that.” He chuckled softly, reaching under her dress and between her legs. “It’s Connor.”

“…Connor…” She moaned softly, feeling his fingers exploring her inner thighs.

Along with the contrasting feel of her on the whole, her dress offered some unique resistance against him as well. It was like its natural state was down and he had to force it up, like pulling two magnets apart. Eventually, he was able to feel soft folds of her pussy, indicating that she wasn’t wearing underwear. “Wow Baby… you’re really wet…”

“…that’s what he said…”

Connor chuckled and was about to give her props on the joke when he saw she wasn’t looking at him. Her eyes were somewhere off in the distance. It wasn’t a joke. “He?”

“When he… pulled me in the alley… He kept… he kept touching me… Even when I told him to stop… He just… forced me against the wall and… He said I was old enough now to know what being a tease leads to… That… I wouldn’t be this wet if I… wasn’t a slut… That I wouldn’t… dress this way if I didn’t want him to-… but…” Her eyes suddenly locked onto Connor’s, “I didn’t mean to get like this! It just… happened when he touched me! I wasn’t trying to be a tease! I just wanted to look nice! And dresses always fit me weird and-”

“…I think you look nice…” Connor muttered.

She paused and gave him a curious look. Like many things with her, it was a smile… but it also wasn’t. “Thank you…” She paused, staring at him for a few moments before suddenly remembering what she was doing. “Oh! Right! Sorry. I was rambling. I… do that sometimes… The point I was trying to make is that I was… wet… when I… died… so… now… I’m always wet.”

Connor very swiftly and very deliberately moved his hand from under her dress.

She immediately began to panic. “I’m sorry! I can shut up! If it helps, he killed me before he… finished so it’s all me. Well… it would be all me anyway, but you get what I-… where… where are you going?”

“To sleep.” Connor grumbled. “Don’t know what my brain is doing right now, but I’m officially checking out.”

Once again, the girl appeared suddenly in front of him, but this time her eyes were wide in panic. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’ll be quiet, I promise. I’ll just do what you say! Please don’t make me leave!”

Connor gave the girl a weird look. “I’m… not very good at filtering myself. And I find it… frustrating when people don’t just say what they mean. You never have to worry about what you’re saying with me. If you want to say it, just say it. You can stay. I’m going to sleep and hopefully my dream will sort itself out. I’m really sorry that happened to you. People can be really shitty.”

As Connor got comfortable in bed, she just stared at him, eventually lowering to her knees by the side of the bed. “It… happened a while ago… But thank you… You’re… really going to let me stay?”

“Sure, why not…?” Connor slurred, already falling asleep again.

“…you are… a strange boy…”

“Heh.” Connor chuckled, “I get that a lot.”

“Sweet dreams, Connor… I… hope they’re better than… me…”

“…’re not so bad… …cute as fuck…”

“….th… thanks…” She blushed before vanishing.

Despite some very awkward memories of his dream, Connor woke up a little cold but fine for the most part. He wasn’t going to be working with Anna today, which sucked. Especially since that meant he would be on the register the whole time but it was also an earlier shift so he’d get home when the Sun was still out. Always a good thing. Work was just… normal. Nothing good. Nothing overly bad. Just a day at work.

He got home, and was weirdly in a mood for some story with his porn today. Something to pallet cleanse all that weirdness yesterday. Pants off. Headphones on. Action.

The great thing about the pornos with plot is that he could just lazily stroke himself or not stroke himself at all until the real fun began to happen. He had a good bit of precum built up to use as lube by the time he really felt the need to get stroking. In fact, he was so into it that it took him a couple of minutes to realize he wasn’t watching it alone.

Connor’s eyes bulged as he slowly turned to his left. She seemed utterly enthralled by what was going on in the movie. When she realized he was looking at her, she gave an amazed look back.

“Surely his boss can hear all that… um… sucking… coming from under the desk. Why isn’t he reacting to it? Is it more quiet than it looks?”

Connor slowly passed her one of his earbuds, clearly trying to figure out if he fell asleep again, but also finding himself distracted by how close her boobs were to him.

“That’s what I thought. It’s really loud! Is the boss just pretending that he can’t hear it? Even if he can’t hear it, the guy is clearly moaning whenever the boss looks away.”

Connor just laughed and decided to go with it. “Porn logic. What you hear and smell depends entirely on the context of the plot. It’s the same reason almost nobody uses condoms.”

“Ooooh.” She nodded, her eyes enthusiastically watching the screen. “I’ve never seen a movie like this before. It’s quite thrilling! She is very good at sucking him.”

“Big fan of her work.” Connor chuckled, giving himself another stroke before suddenly remembering that his dick was in his hand, while a… ghost girl was watching porn with him.

“Oh!” She blushed again, realizing his dilemma as she looked down at his hard, wet cock. “I’m… not throwing you off again, am I? I can… vanish until you’re… um… done…”

“Would you… still be here?”

She quickly nodded, clearly not sure whether to look at Connor’s face, his dick, or the porn. “Yes… I’m… haunting this apartment now, so… I’m everywhere all the time.”

“Huh… Any chance you can not haunt the bathroom?”

“Um… no. I can’t be that specific… It’s an all or nothing sort of deal. But… trust me… Nothing you can do in there will be worse than being stuck in that horrible alley…”

Her eyes bulged as she saw Connor’s erection slowly wilting. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’ll just go!” And before he could protest, she had vanished again.

He was about to say she didn’t have to go but then he remembered that she hadn’t actually gone anywhere. So instead, he took out his headphones and simply turned the volume to a neighbor-appreciated, but still audible level and went back to work.

He tried not to think about it. Just focus on the hot girl getting nailed over the desk in front of him. But he knew he was being watched. This cute girl was not only watching his porn but watching him jerk off. He couldn’t help it. It was a massive turn on. He tried to time his orgasm with the man in the video but he just couldn’t wait that long. He was too horny at this point and he needed that release now. He came hard unable to keep himself from picturing that enraptured gaze his new roommate had on the porn directed at him. He couldn’t remember the last time he came quite that hard.

He was panting as he lazily reached for the tissues just to have them literally float over to him. “Thank you…” He sighed as he cleaned the mess.

“…you… came really hard…” Her voice echoed from everywhere in the room.

Connor chuckled. “Yeah… Apparently being watched is a thing for me.”

“Oh! Ooooh, then… I’m glad I helped…”

Connor closed his eyes and basked in the afterglow as the woman on screen was predictably getting her face covered in cum.

“Oooh… She seemed to… really enjoy that…”

Connor gave an exhausted laugh. “Yeah, I always like it more when the girl is clearly into it.”

“Yeah… that’s… definitely nice…”

Connor looked at a specific point since she was everywhere apparently and talking to everywhere was awkward. “What’s your name?”

As if summoned, she appeared where he was looking. “Um… I don’t remember…”

“You don’t remember your name?” Connor asked with a frown.

Looking away, she shook her head. “I don’t remember much of anything… Except my death, of course. Everything else is just… flashes I can never quite… grasp.”

“Oh… well… maybe you’ll remember it eventually. Until then, what do you want me to call you?”

She looked up thoughtfully and then turned to Connor. “I… don’t know… What do you want to call me?”

Connor chuckled. “I’m tempted to call you Sadako. You really do look like her, just cuter and less… rah!”

“Who’s Sadako?”

“Creepy girl from The Ring?”

“What’s the ring?”

Connor laughed again. “It’s a scary movie where this creepy ghost girl comes out of the TV and kills people, more or less.”

She immediately frowned at the description. “…I don’t like scary movies…”

“Then let’s not go with that one.” Connor smiled and looked closely at her to try to see what hit him. Unfortunately this also meant looking at her boobs, which he began to realize moved similar to her hair, both as if they were underwater and in slow motion. It reminded him of this old show he saw reruns of. “How about… Pamela?”

She looked up thoughtfully again and then it was like a bolt of excitement hit her at once. “Can I be Pammy?!”

Connor laughed again. “Yeah… Pammy’s cute. It suits you.”

Pammy beamed at him, grinning widely. “Thank you! Thank you so much for naming me! I love it!”

With a smile that infectious, Connor couldn’t help but to return it. She was just so damn cute and that was without her giddiness making… parts of her jiggle. It was truly the best of both worlds. “You’re welcome, Pammy.”

With a squee of excitement, she practically pounced on him in an effort to give him a hug.

Connor had no complaints.

***

As Connor came home, he was greeted by the familiar sight of Pammy on his computer. He had given her permission to watch TV and even play video games if she wanted to, but she was clearly as into porn and he was. They were a match made in Heaven. Though on this particular day, he was more than willing to let her enjoy it by herself.

“Connor? What’s wrong?” Pammy asked, quickly noticing his wincing as she turned away from the monitor.

“It’s nothing. Truck shipments always fuck me up.” Connor groaned, painfully rolling his shoulders. “Lifting lots of heavy shit, basically.”

“Oh! Sit down and take your shirt off. I can help.” Pammy offered, floating above and motioning to the seat in front of the computer that she’d just been sitting on.

“What are you going to do?” Connor asked skeptically.

“Help. Like I just said. Trust me.”

Connor sighed and did as asked, taking off his shirt and sitting in the seat. He finally began to notice all the moaning and turned to the monitor. “Heh. Nice one.”

“The ninja is so flexible!” Pammy said in awe as she reached over and began to massage Connor’s shoulders.

“Oh my God!” Connor groaned in pleasure as his muscles were so expertly kneaded by the ghost. “You are… very good at this… holy fuck!”

“See? I’m worth more than just passing you the tissues.”

“I never thought-… oooooh…” Connor moaned again as he felt Pammy’s fingers working his sore muscles. His eyes kept closing on their own, which only allowed him to feel her boobs against his back that much more. He quickly realized that Pammy probably cared more about the porn in front of him than he did. He was just enjoying all the sensations. Though he did admit that having the moans going on was some nice ‘background music’. “That’s so good, Baby…”

“I… think I… really like it when you call me Baby…” Pammy whispered breathlessly into his ear.

“I’ll… keep that in mind… Baby…”

Pammy giggled and continued to work his shoulders, then his arms and eventually his chest before seeming to pause for a moment before whispering, “Do you… want me to go lower…?”

Oblivious to what she was inferring, Connor simply nodded. The lower Pammy massaged him, the more she pushed her impressive bust against him. He was on Cloud Nine before he could feel her fingers undoing his pants. His breath caught for a moment and Pammy hesitated.

“Is… is this okay…?” She asked softly.

“Yeah… fuck yeah…” Connor hadn’t realized that he had just… put Pammy into the same category as Anna until now. He found her ridiculously attractive, but he just assumed they’d be bros watching porn together who happened to be of different sexes. But as he felt Pammy’s small hands gripping his cock, he became aware of two things.

One, she’d clearly been paying very close attention to his own technique, because she was replicating it perfectly. And two, she was still massaging his shoulders. He was going to open his eyes but between the massage and the handjob, he was just too comfortable. “How… many hands do you have?”

Pammy giggled. “As many as I want. I’m everywhere, remember?”

In truth, it was very easy to forget that Pammy was a ghost, on occasion. She was so unassuming most of the time, but as one pair of hands relieved his stress and another pair worked his cock, and a pair of some of the most amazing breasts he’d ever seen pressed onto him, all Connor could do was lean back and enjoy this supernatural VIP treatment.

“Connor… do you want to… cum with the movie or-”

“Make me cum now, Baby…” Connor sighed with need. He felt the difference almost immediately. She was moving faster, with one hand grabbing the base, the other hand sliding faster and faster up his shaft and the… other hand…?… massaging the tip of his cock. He couldn’t handle it anymore.

“Fuck, Baby I’m gonna cum!”

“…do you want to cum on my face…?”

Connor’s eyes shot wide to see that while Pammy was still behind him as one of the hands on his cock, there was another Pammy on her knees, smiling shyly up at him.

“Fuck!” The visual alone was too much. Connor couldn’t handle it anymore and his cock exploded all over his ghostly roommate. He normally tried to keep his orgasms on the quiet side but this one surprised him a little too much and by the time he realized he was being a bit loud, he was already coming down from it. And then he looked down at a cum-covered Pammy, who looked equal parts shocked and equal parts… in awe? It just sent him on another round of aftershocks.

“Did I do a good job?” The Pammy between his legs asked with a coy grin, as he felt the weight of the other one behind him fading away.

“Oh my fuck, yes!” Connor answered, still panting. “I don’t think I’ve ever cum that hard in my life! Holy shit…”

“How do I look?” Pammy batted her eyelashes at him as cum slowly dripped down her face to join some of the drops that missed and hit her massive chest.

“Baby… fuck… You look amazing…”

Pammy let out a small giggle. “It’s a little embarrassing, to be honest… I… have your cum all over me… But… it’s also kind of… exciting… Like… you marked me. Like I… belong to you now, you know? …I’m babbling again, aren’t I? I’m sorry. I’ll be quiet.”

Connor let out a quiet laugh. “Remember what I said before. No filters.”

“Right…” Pammy grinned up at him. “I… really appreciate that…” She began to float, reaching for the tissues before pausing to look at Connor again. “Unless you don’t want me to… yet…”

“Please do.” Connor laughed. “I can only take so much.”

Pammy returned his laughter, clearly blushing as she grabbed the tissues and much to Connor’s surprise, all the cum on both her face and her dress appeared to soak inside of her only to go into the tissues in her hand, which she casually threw away, now looking as pristine as she always did.

“Wish I could clean up that easy.” Connor smirked.

“You’d have to die first to do it, so… I’ll just keep helping in the meantime.”

“Deal.” He laughed. “Um… random question… how many of you can you make?”

Pammy bit her bottom lip and hid behind her hair. “You… really liked that, huh?”

“One of you is hot as fuck, having multiples…?” Connor let out a whistle.

Pammy grinned even wider. “I can make as many copies of me as I want… But they wouldn’t all be solid. Being solid takes a lot of focus. I might be able to make… three, max? It could just be a matter of practice, I suppose…”

Connor flashed a wide smile. “I have no problem helping with that experiment.”

Pammy looked away, avoiding eye contact again. “I’m… really glad you enjoyed… everything. I was beginning to feel guilty.”

“Guilty?” Connor gave her a surprised look. “For what?”

Pammy began to fiddle with her hair. “Well… we made a deal… I get to stay and… I… let you do whatever you want to me. But… I haven’t really been living up to my side of the deal…”

“Pammy… that-”

“I can… tell you want to do more than we’ve been doing. But… I’ve been selfish and waiting until I was more… comfortable with you, and-”

“Pammy, stop.” Connor said with an uncharacteristic sternness to his voice. “Do you remember what we said about the one consistent thing in all my porn? I like it when the girl is really into it. It doesn’t do it for me otherwis, so… please… take your time. Do what you feel comfortable with.”

Pammy suddenly vanished and appeared right in front of him again. “Oh Connor! Thank you! Thank you so much, I just want to-” She paused for a moment as if struck by an idea and then grabbed Connor’s hands without warning and placed them on her chest. “When we officially met, this is what you wanted, right? You wanted to touch me here?”

Connor’s eyes practically bulged out of their sockets as his hands sunk into her soft breasts. Feeling them on his back was one thing but… holy shit… Then as if suddenly remembering that they were attached to someone, he looked Pammy in the eyes. “Um… this is okay, right? You’re okay with me touching you?”

Pammy slowly nodded, biting her lip. “…yes… Please. You can feel them all you want.” As if to further the point, she put her hands behind her back and pushed her chest out to give him full access.

“Fuck me…” Connor moaned softly as he felt up the ghost haunting his apartment. Like all of her contradicting attributes, her breasts were somehow both weightless and super heavy. It was as if they had no weight to them by default but the moment any force was put upon them, he could feel their true weight until it all equalized again. It made bouncing and shaking them very gratifying.

He was so entranced by his new toys, it took him a few moments to fully realize how heavily Pammy was panting and moaning. Looking up at her again, he gave her a curious glance. “I’m not hurting you am I?”

Pammy slowly shook her head. “N… no.. It’s just… These aren’t technically… clothes. It’s just… me… So… I can feel it.”

Connor’s eyes bulged again. “This is just how you… are? You feel it like I’m touching your skin? So… your dress doesn’t come off?”

Pammy blushed again. “I… don’t know. I’ve never tried…”

Connor suddenly remembered how tricky it was to reach under her dress and found himself painfully curious. “Can… I try?”

Pammy looked away but nodded. Her attempts to hide her intense blushing failed miserably as it was no longer limited to her face.

Connor took a deep breath and tried to bite down his excitement. He’d been wanting to get that dress off her from the moment he first saw her chest. But it was very easy to remember that dead or not, Pammy was a person, especially when she was acting so shy despite the massive green light she was giving him. So he calmed himself, and took his time.

It took a few moments just to get a good grip on the spaghetti straps, much less pull them off her shoulders. That magnetism between Pammy’s clothing and her skin felt even stronger than when he was trying to lift her dress. But he was eventually able to pull it from her shoulders, despite the massive distraction of Pammy’s loud, breathy moans whenever he would pull against whatever force it was keeping her clothing attached to her.

“Can I… Can I have… a moment…?” Pammy asked breathlessly.

“Sure…” Connor replied, happily content that the straps weren’t going back to undo all his work. They were still sticking to her but not going back to their original position. “You okay?”

Pammy nodded. “Yeah, its just… it’s intense. It feels like you’re undressing me. I know that sounds stupid because that’s what you’re doing but that’s how it feels. It’s making me… really sensitive…” After, taking a few more breaths, she gave him the go ahead. “Okay… I’m ready.”

“Should I just pull really hard, like a Band-Aid?” Connor asked, regaining his grip on the straps, just for Pammy to suddenly grab his wrists.

“Do… not… do… that…” Pammy said very deliberately before letting Connor go.

“Slow… Got it.” Connor nodded with a smirk. With that sorted, he went back to pulling again, marveling in how her boobs would stick to her dress as he practically had to peel it off her. “Random question, but why aren’t you wearing a bra?”

Pammy let out another moan and hid behind her hair again. “I… don’t remember… I… think it broke…? Maybe…? I remember being embarrassed about it…”

“For what it’s worth, I am glad I don’t have to undo a bra on top of all this.” Connor was practically drooling as he freed Pammy’s nipples, noting the even louder moan when he pulled against them.

“You and me… both…” Pammy gasped as her breasts were finally freed.

The dress still remained connected to Pammy at her waist, and while Connor was curious about what would happen if he took it off entirely, he was more than happy to see Pammy’s bare breasts before him. They were absolutely glorious and somehow looked even bigger than they did inside her dress. He couldn’t wait to touch them.

“Can I?” He asked one more time, just to get another shy nod in response. Connor immediately found himself in Boob Heaven. As amazing as her tits felt over the thin material of her dress, they were even more drool-worthy on their own. It wasn’t just the tease of her nipples as he ran his hands over her massive chest. He could actually feel their hardness directly now. He could appreciate their jiggle so much more now as he bounced and squeezed, flicking her nipples with his thumb on occasion.

He was so single minded about his literal funbags, that he hadn’t been paying attention to how it was affecting Pammy. Her cute moaning had become the most delicious of background noise, but he was completely oblivious to how turned on she was getting.

“Connoooooooooorrr…” Pammy panted, gripping him tightly. “Please… pleeeeease…”

Her begging snapped him out of it, though he still didn’t let go of his newfound toys. “Oh shit, Pammy! I’m sorry… Am I hurting you?”

“Connor… Please… I wanna… cum… Make me cum… I can’t take it anymore!”

“Oh!” Connor exclaimed with realization, feeling a little selfish in the moment. “Like this?” He hugged her from behind so that he could both finger her with one hand and play with her boobs using the other, officially giving him the best of both worlds. Pammy even helped by keeping the bottom of her dress up so he didn’t have to be so forceful.

“Ooooooh Connor…” Pammy moaned, bucking against his ministrations.

It was a nice little ego boost, he had to admit. It was also very reminiscent of when they first met in his room. His failed attempts at both feeling her tits and fingering her were being completely successful this time and he was loving it. And so was she…

“Oh God… Oh God… Oh God… Connor, I can feel you! I can feel you in my head! I can feel you on my… my… Oh God!”

When Pammy shuddered, the entire apartment shuddered, which made Connor laugh but even then he didn’t stop. “You can feel me in your head…?”

“Yesssssss…” Pammy hissed, shuddering again in his arms.

“How literal are we talking, here?” He teased, imagining that he wasn’t just shoving two fingers in her. “You feel that?”

“Yes!” She surprised him with her answer, moaning even louder.

Well now he had to try it. He focused entirely on Pammy’s pleasure and just thought over, ‘Cum. Cum. Cum. Cum.’

“FUUUUUUUUUUUCK!” Pammy swore, shaking violently, clearly on the cusp. “Notsohardnotsohard…”

“Oh!” Connor eased up the intensity, just in time for Pammy to obey his continuous orders and cum. And she came hard. His apartment shook in time with her, the lights flickered on and off, and multiple Pammys appeared and disappeared in orgasmic bliss everywhere around him. It was like something out of a horror movie while also being the hottest thing Connor had ever seen in his life.

Even still, Connor was genuinely concerned as Pammy phased through his grip and floated for a moment before vanishing entirely, leaving him in a quiet apartment, as the lights slowly lit up again. “Uh… you okay, Pammy?”

“Ooooooooooh Connor….” The apartment moaned at him.

“I’ll take that as a yes?” Connor chuckled. Pammy appeared in front of him for just a second, giving him an exhausted nod before vanishing once more.

“Awww you’re dressed again.” He teased with a chuckle.

Pammy appeared before him once more. “I can only… maintain that while I’m… solid… The moment I vanish it just…” She vanished again.

“Reboots you to your default setting?” Connor finished for her.

“Yes…” The apartment answered.

“Sorry.” Connor laughed softly. “Looks like I overdid it a bit…”

“You’re… still… doing… it…” Pammy moaned, appearing and vanishing in multiple places throughout the apartment, including writhing on the ceiling.

“Sorry… um… it’s kinda like… you tell me not to think about elephants, the first thing I’m going to think about is-”

“Ele… phants!” Pammy moaned, flickering on the couch.

“Yeah… so… yeah, knowing I can make you cum with my brain is a little… yeah… sorry… I kinda feel like I’m just toying with you now…”

“It’s okay…” Pammy gasped, flickering on the fridge. “I don’t mind… being… your toy…”

Connor’s eyes widened, “God, I wanna fuck you so bad…”

“Connor!” Pammy appeared in front of him, her eyes rolling in back of her head but her intent to focus. “I… I can’t… I… I want to… but…”

Connor laughed as Pammy vanished again. “Might be a bit tricky, when you can’t stay in one spot for more than a second?”

“You made me cum so hard!” The apartment complained.

“Well, I don’t know what you’re gonna do, but I’m going to go to bed and jerk off to this really hot ghost that keeps moaning and cumming all over my apartment.”

“Connorrrrr…” The apartment moaned back at him to which Connor grinned back.

Tonight was going to be fun.

It was a good hour or so before Connor was physically and mentally sated enough that his mind finally gave Pammy a break. He laid contently on the bed, after doing the cleanup entirely by himself for the first time in a few days. “Pammy?”

“…yeah…?” The apartment lazily answered.

“What’s being a ghost like?”

“…like… dreaming… but not… it’s like… I’m underwater… and nothing’s real… until I focus…” Pammy appeared next to Connor on the bed, flickering in and out of sight as she reached to caress his cheek before vanishing again. “…it’s a lot easier to focus… here… thank you… for letting me stay… I really… like it here… with you…”

“Mmm…” Connor lazily agreed as sleep began to claim him. “Sorry… toyed with you… so much…”

Pammy appeared over him with a grin as Connor began snoring. “I told you… I’ll be… your toy… I’ll be whatever you… want me to be… I’m yours, Connor…” She leaned down and kissed the sleeping Connor on the lips. “I’m all yours… Your good girl…”

***

“Connor!” Anna called, snapping her fingers repeatedly in Connor’s face. “What the fuck is with you today?”

“Sorry, I-” Connor’s eyes bulged as he realized just how many buttons of Anna’s shirt were undone, giving him a very generous view of her cleavage. “Damn, Anna. You’ve uh… missed a few… buttons there.”

For some weird reason, Connor’s appreciation for the view seemed to calm Anna down a little. Even though he had been a little… flaky and distracted today, he had noticed that Anna was a little… testy today. He just assumed… time of the month or something else to do with girl hormones. He didn’t pay it much attention.

“I’ve been wearing my shirt like this all day, Connor.” Anna grumbled. “I’m hot.”

“Pretty sure you won’t be getting a lot of arguments there.” Connor chuckled. Once again, Anna seemed very happy with that answer and her prickly demeanor faded a little more. He had to assume at this point, he’d been ignoring her the whole day and to be fair, their job could be a bit annoying with no one to talk to. Connor tried to remain in the here and now and not think about the bombshell of a supernatural roommate he’d lucked into.

“Hey… You… doing okay? You’re kinda… distracted.” Anna asked, her pretty blue eyes looking up at him with concern.

Though it was hard to focus on her eyes when her cleavage was right in the same visual area. “Yeah, I’m good. I’m… I’m really good.”

Anna’s eyes bulged, clearly sensing something in his tone. “Connor, are you… seeing anyone?”

“Besides you?” Connor chuckled at his stupid joke.

Anna laughed too and looked away for a moment. “I don’t mean literally, you doof. I mean are you… dating anyone?”

“Well…” Connor looked up thoughtfully as he tried to figure out a way to answer the question. Can you date someone who’s technically dead? Were they even dating? If he hadn’t been so consumed with these questions, he probably would have seen the color literally draining from Anna’s face. “I dunno… It’s complicated. I think we’re just friends… It’s a lot like us, you know… just… there are some…”

“Benefits…?” Anna squeaked out.

“Yeah…” Connor grinned stupidly. Anna was about to say something in response before he suddenly looked back at her. “How are things going with you and Charlie?”

Anna’s eyes bulged again. “Charlie?! Connor, we broke up months ago.”

“Oh shit! I’m sorry!” Connor gave Anna an unexpected hug. “I’m sorry. I can be a little-… I don’t always pay attention to things.”

“No. You don’t.” Anna said, coolly.

“Sorry… I’ll be better.” Connor replied genuinely. “What happened?”

The color quickly returned to Anna’s face as she looked away again and fiddled with her hair. “He… got jealous. He could tell that… I liked someone else…”

“Oh shit. Fuck him, then. You should be with who you want, anyway. Are you with the guy you actually like now?”

“No…” Anna grumbled in frustration. “He… clearly likes me. I catch him looking at me and stuff all the time… until recently… Now, I have to work for his attention, and I keep throwing out hint after hint after hint… and he just won’t pick up on them. He’s really fucking dense!”

“Well, if he’s anything like me, I mean… I don’t see hints for the life of me.”

“Clearly.” Anna growled through her teeth. “So… let’s say it was you… How would I… get you to realize I like you too, when you can’t take a hint?”

“Stop hinting.” Connor chuckled. “Make a move. Any guy would be lucky as fuck to have you as their girlfriend. Trust me.”

“Okay…” Anna took a deep breath. “Connor… um… I… I… … … …I’m really pissed…”

“Huh?” Connor was taken back by the sudden shift. “Why?”

“My cable’s down. And… I really wanted to watch the game tonight. They won’t be able to fix it until tomorrow…”

“Oh shit. That sucks!” Connor patted her shoulder. “Oh! You can watch it at my place if you want. I wasn’t really going to watch anything tonight.”

Anna took another deep breath. “Would that be… okay? With your friend?”

Connor rolled his eyes. “Yeah! You’re my bro!” He playfully punched her in the shoulder.

“…ow…”

“Did I hit you too hard?” He asked, slightly confused.

“A little…” Anna sighed. “I’ll be alright.”

“Hey! Wait, why don’t you go to the guy’s place? The one you like. You could make a move then.”

Anna sighed even harder. “You know… I think even if I talked about it with him literally right before I offered… he still wouldn’t get it…”

“Ha! He is like me.” Connor chuckled. “Maybe we can all hang out sometime.”

Anna smiled back weakly. “We’ll see… At this point, I think I’ll basically have to dress like a stripper and just… jump on him…”

Connor’s eyes widened at the description. “Wow. Lucky guy.”

Anna just shook her head and sighed again as Connor greeted the next customer to enter the shop.

***

As Connor entered his apartment, he was launched at by his ghostly roommate with a peppering of kisses much to his amusement. “Miss me?”

“I always miss you.” Pammy grinned, wrapping her legs around his waist and giving him a much longer but softer kiss on the lips.

He couldn’t help it. Connor grinned wickedly and thought about Pammy’s pleasure. It was becoming something of an exercise. He hadn’t realized how much before he’d only been focused on himself. Maybe that’s why it took him so long to even realize he could do it. He felt he needed to make up for lost time.

“Oh… Connor…” Pammy moaned softly in his ear. “You’re gonna get me all worked up…”

“I like you worked up.” Connor chuckled, but then he was hit by a sudden realization. “Oh! When we first met. Like… in the alley. You were surprised that I could hear you. And when you came here, you were surprised I could see you. Does that mean people usually can’t see or hear you?”

“No…” Pammy slumped in his grip. “Until you… no one paid me any attention… No matter how much I begged. When I focused. Really focused. They could see me for a second but they’d get scared and run away.”

Connor nodded, carrying Pammy to the couch where he sat down with her straddling his lap. “Cool. I was just curious. I have a friend from work coming over today.”

Pammy’s eyes bulged and everything, including her floating hair, seemed to freeze for a moment. “…Anna?”

This time, Connor was the surprised one, but then again, it hit him that it wasn’t a hard guess. He didn’t have any other friends. “Yeah. Her cable’s out, so she wanted to watch the game here.”

“…you say her name in your sleep, sometimes…” Pammy muttered, distractedly.

“Really?” Connor wondered, in surprise. “Do I ever say yours?”

Pammy flashed Connor a goofy grin coupled with a very goofy giggle as she looked away. “…yeah…”

“Do I say your name a lot?” His hands moved to grip her ass.

Pammy bit her bottom lip. “…yeah… and …when you do… I… feel things…”

“Like that?” Connor chuckled, focusing on pleasuring Pammy just a bit to get her all squirmy on top of him.

“Aaaaghhhh.” Pammy moaned before seeming to snap out of it. “Wait, when is Anna coming?”

“Oh.” Connor suddenly remembered the initial conversation and his groping became more casual in nature. “She said, she would shower and get changed before she came over.”

Pammy’s eyes darkened. “She’s getting changed for you?”

Connor shrugged. “I still think she should go to the guy’s place she has a crush on instead, but eh, I don’t know how girl brains work.”

“She has a crush on someone?” Pammy cocked her head to the side.

“Yeah, she was telling me about him today. Seems really dense. Like me level dense. She said she keeps hinting but he doesn’t get it.”

Pammy’s eyes narrowed. “Is that right? And she… talked to you about this? She wanted your input on it?”

“Yeah. I told her she should just make a move.”

“And then she immediately asked if she could watch the game with you. Not guy she has a crush on…”

“I know.” Connor chuckled. “Weird, right?”

“You really don’t know anything about the way girls think, do you?” Pammy sighed.

“Too much subtext.” Connor shrugged. “Goes right over my head.”

Pammy rolled her eyes and then flashed Connor a mischievous grin. “Don’t worry. I’ll be on my best behavior when she’s here. In the meantime, though… I thought we might… play around a bit tonight, but since we’re on a timetable…”

Pammy floated off Connor’s lap and grabbed his wrist, pulling him to his computer. He immediately caught on.

“Pammy… I… don’t really need the porn when I’m with you.”

Pammy’s eyes widened and an uncontrollable giggle forced it’s way from her lips. “That’s okay… I just… found this video in your folders and I… really liked it…”

Connor chuckled as he was sat down. Pammy was just so damn cute. He humored her as she played the queued-up video. Much to his amusement, he realized which one it was. “You found the hentai folder!”

Pammy giggled and settled herself on her knees between his legs. “I really, really like this one.”

Connor laughed as he looked down at Pammy, taking off his pants. “Well, it’s basically you isn’t it?” The hentai, in question, was a porn spoof of The Ring. Only the ghost that came out of the TV wasn’t trying to kill anyone… He’d genuinely forgotten he had that one.

“You know my favorite part?” Pammy grinned up at him as she forcefully pulled down the top of her dress, not even bothering with the straps, just getting enough of it down that her breasts were free.

Connor’s eyes widened as he knew which part she was referencing now. “Oh Baby…”

Pammy giggled as she sandwiched his cock between her huge tits and licked the tip as it poked out of her impressive cleavage. Connor let out a loud groan, throwing back his head just to find another Pammy grinning down at him, pulling him into a kiss.

Connor moaned loudly in Pammy’s mouth and bucked his hips against the other one as she built up a rhythm. The softness of her boobs stroking up and down his length was driving him wild. And that wasn’t accounting for the Pammy kissing him and guiding his hands to her boobs. “Oh fuck, Baby, I’m not gonna be able to-”

Pammy’s lips silenced him as the other Pammy giggled, continuing to bounce her tits around his cock. “It’s okay, Connor. It’s okay. It’s only fair, right? I should get to toy with you too… Cum for me, Connor. Cum all over my pretty face. Cum on my tits. Cum all over me. Mark me… Brand me as yours, Connor… Cum for me! Cum!”

Connor could feel Pammy’s tits, the warmness of her tongue flicking over the tip of his cock. He couldn’t take it anymore. Even without the dirty talk, he just couldn’t last a long time with all of that going on. When he finally came, he continued to kiss the top Pammy, panting and whimpering as the lower one milked him of every drop.

“Want me to make you cum again?” She teased, running her hand down his chest.

“I’m good…” He panted, much to Pammy’s amusement as another aftershock ripped through him. “Fuck, Baby. That was…”

“I’m glad you had fun.” The cum covered Pammy grinned widely at him. “If you didn’t have a friend coming over, I might have had time to do more…”

Connor let out a deep breath. “That was enough, Baby… You’re fucking amazing… She’s just coming for a few hours. I’ll make it up to you tomorrow.”

The two Pammys floated above him with a grin, one fully clothed and one with their face and chest covered in Connor’s seed. It was quite the visual. The sounds on the screen got louder, drawing their attention as the animated pixelated cock covered porn Sadako in a very similar way.

Connor loved his life.

***

He was all sorted, showered and dressed by the time he heard the knock on the door. Pammy was nowhere to be found by the time he opened it. However, he’d almost become a ghost himself from the mere shock of what was on the other side of it.

Anna was blushing profusely with very good reason. Her shiny red dress was more reminiscent of a bikini in that it seemed to be in two very tiny parts. Everything that needed to be covered was, but her cleavage was plunging out of it, and it was only recognizable as a dress because the tiny skirt half was technically connected to the bra half with thin straps. The bottom half didn’t cover her much better than the top half did.

“Holy fuck!”

Anna pulled her hair behind her ear. “…you think this will do the trick?”

“Fuck yeah…” Connor fanned himself. “You just wanted my opinion before you went over to his place?”

“Goddammit, Connor…” Anna pinched the bridge of her nose and couldn’t help but to laugh at the absurdity of the situation. “Just let me in.”

“Okay…” Connor shrugged, letting her through. “I will warn you, my place is haunted.”

Anna flashed him a look. “That’s not funny, Connor. You know ghosts freak me out.” Almost as if it was a self fulfilling prophecy, she could have sworn right after she said that, all the lights in the apartment got brighter for just a second.

“Don’t worry. My ghost is a sweetheart.” Connor teased with a grin, closing the door behind them.

“Right.” Anna rolled her eyes and then struck pose for him, giving him a great view of her outfit. “So… what do you think?”

Connor let out a whistle. “There’s no way anyone wouldn’t get the hint if you showed up at their door like that.”

Anna glared back at him. “You’d think so, wouldn’t you?”

“Oh no…” Connor gasped. “Did you already go to his place?”

Anna’s eyes narrowed further. “Yup…”

“Oooh Anna, I’m so sorry. I’d… give you a hug, but I think it might be a bit inappropriate with-”

“Connor!” Anna growled, before taking a deep breath. “A hug sounds amazing. Could you hug me? Please?”

It wasn’t like Anna to ask for a hug like that so Connor obliged. He did notice that she was hugging him a lot closer than necessary. If he didn’t know any better, he’d think she was actively pressing against him. “I’m really sorry, Anna… Maybe I’m not good at the whole advice thing. Or maybe he just didn’t like you that way? I mean, I personally don’t get how someone wouldn’t-”

“That’s not the issue.” Anna growled. “And I know that’s not the issue because when I showed up at his place dressed like this, he really liked it. And when I pressed up against him like this, his cock was really hard and I could feel it throbbing against me…”

“Oh! Sorry!” Connor quickly broke the hug, realizing the similarities of the situation and swiftly readjusted himself. “It’s just that dress is just-… holy shit…”

Anna gave an exasperated sigh and broke the distance between them again. “That’s okay, Connor. I actually appreciate that reaction. You’ve got a really nice cock.”

Connor’s eyes bulged as he let out a laugh. “Um… thanks… You’ve got great boobs.”

Anna giggled in response. “Thank you. I have nice, tight pussy too. Wanna feel it?”

Connor threw back his head in laughter. “Yeah, right.”

Anna pressed up against him again, only this time her hand was on his thigh, gripping his cock through his jeans. “Connor. It’s you. The guy I have a crush on is you. I’m here, dressed like this because I want you to fuck me! Do you get it now?”

“Yeah, I get it.” Connor grinned. “You’re testing me. You still don’t believe I’ll hold up to our agreement.”

“Connor… no, I-”

“Our agreement which was, and I quote, ‘Fine! You’re kinda cool, so I’ll be your friend but I want to make it very clear that we will never be anything more than friends. Never. Never. Never. Never. I’m trusting you, here. If you fuck me over here and try to make this something it isn’t-‘,”

“I’m going to rip off your dick…” Anna winced, both finishing the quote and taking her hand off his erection. “You have a really good memory…”

“Threats of castration can do that to a guy.” Connor laughed. “Did I pass the test.”

Anna slumped her shoulders and gave a defeated sigh. “…with flying colors…”

“Hell yeah!” Connor pumped his fist and playfully ran his fingers through Anna’s hair. “I told you, you could trust me. My word is my bond! Now let’s chill. Game’s about to start.”

“Right…” Anna groaned. She could have sworn she heard a girl laughing at her, but that was clearly in her head. As Connor took a seat on the couch, she saw that he left her plenty of room and her eyes narrowed. “I’m feeling a little… meh… cuz of the guy I like and all. Can I sit in your lap?”

Connor gave Anna a confused look. “Um… I mean… sure, I guess…”

“Thanks.” She said, purposely sitting her ass against his erection. “I just really want to be held tonight…”

“Oh. I got you.” Connor grinned, wrapping his arms around her. “You might not want to keep fidgeting like that though. I mean… my dick is right there.”

Anna let out a small giggle. “Sorry…” She found herself glad that she’d come up with such a good excuse. The game actually was a nice distraction.

“Are you cold? I can turn up the heat.” Connor asked, feeling the goosebumps forming on her arms.

While it had suddenly gotten colder for some reason, Anna felt she’d take advantage. “I’m comfortable… Could you just rub my arms?”

“Um… I could try but…” Connor made the motion of rubbing her arms and demonstrated that her boobs just kind of… got in the way of the motion with the way she was sitting on him.

“It’s fine.” Anna gave Connor a pained smile. “I trust you.”

Connor practically beamed at the praise, and did his best to rub her arms without bumping into her tits but it was an impossible task.

Meanwhile Anna was becoming a little breathless. She wasn’t wearing a bra. The dress was designed to push her up on it’s own. But it was also designed to be… thin… around the nipple region. And hers were currently diamonds. Really sensitive diamonds that Connor kept rubbing. It made her fidget, which made Connor throb, which was making her unbearably wet. Connor didn’t even realize what he was doing to her as he was so focused on the TV.

Anna proved this more by slowly twisting her body until he wasn’t rubbing her arm anymore, he was rubbing her boob. It was almost like he unconsciously realized what he was doing as his hand began gripping her instead of rubbing. “…Connor…” She silently moaned.

“Stop.”

Anna’s eyes bulged. That wasn’t Connor’s voice. Still, she glanced back and he was still into the game.

“I tried to be nice. I’m done. Get. The fuck. Out.”

“C… Connor is that you?” Anna whispered.

“Is what m-? Oh shit! I’m sorry!” Connor said, finally realizing what naughty trouble his hand was getting into. “I guess I thought you seemed cold there too.”

Anna giggled nervously. “You weren’t wrong…”

“You’re his friend. I’m giving you one more warning.”

Anna’s eyes bulged as she felt sharp nails raking down her leg. She looked down, hoping that it was Connor, just to see the indents moving down her leg by an invisible force, getting harder until they slowly began to draw blood. Needless to say, Anna freaked the fuck out at that point. She hopped off of Connor’s lap with a shriek.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I swear it was an accident! I didn’t know what I was doing! Don’t be mad!” Connor quickly apologized.