Malady and Freeloader

The waves clash against metal, rocking the ship on a motion that i had to get used to when i first came aboard on one. While i don't get bile rising up on my throat anymore, my mood hasn't exactly helped me stave off the sick feeling in my stomach. With my hooves on the rail, i look at the night sky while waiting for the ship to return ashore. I'm such a damn bad pony...

"Hey you! New recruit!"

An older earth pony with a rugged white beard, sailor's hat and eye patch approaches me. Normally i'd cringe whenever he would call me over, due to my poor productivity this week, but today i can't bring myself to care. He joins me on the railing and looks at me with hardened eyes.

"Not thinking of jumping, are you? Can't afford to lose crew mates like that, ghaha!"

"Ha, ha ha. No boss, even though sometimes i wish i would."

The older stallion gruffs a snort, but remains silent, watching the waves go by. We haven't been on the best of terms on this past week, so i wonder what this is about since he's not one to start conversations, even after the shifts are over. The silence lasts for a good while, before the captain breaks it to inquire me:

"Something happened at home, didn't it? You said that you were having problems, but i figured that you were making excuses to slack off, it wouldn't have been the first time a newcomer did that."

"Mm. Yeah. Kind of don't want to go back home, if i'm honest, sir."

"Hrm. You've been getting better at hauling the fish lately, so i won't press on any further, but i can see it in your eyes that you're regretting something. Whatever it is, i hope you get it cleared up. You didn't start out great in here, but i see that you're doing your best. G'night laddie."

I thank him as he goes into the boat, seems like we'll be docking up soon. It's been a while since I've seen the little girl around the house, no doubt angry. I wouldn't blame her if she never wants to see me again, but with her ghostly state i think she's still around, just not near me. I shouldn't be doing these things to little fillies, it screwed up my life before and i'm most certain that it will again if i keep this up.

Things will be better once the horny duo gets rid of her for me. While i still prefer to be alone, what worries me most now is that temptation that she gives me. I don't want do those kind of things, but when i'm alone with her and she keeps doing those cute things, it's hard to control myself. I'm bad, i should stop doing that.

Think of the bright side... She's a ghost, so i guess she technically won't be traumatized, yeah? I mean, she's already dead. Yeah, that's a bit better. Oh, who am i kidding, i'm just saying that to make me feel better about what i did. Keeping on this negative loop will just eat away all my energies, and that'll no doubt make me get fired, and evicted.

While i did buy the house, to make ends meet i parceled the price down for a year, so that i had enough money to pay the bills and put food on my table. That's it, worrying to much about this will just make me even more depressed, from now on i'll treat her like any other pony would to a child and not lay a single hoof on her!

*Thump* "Ow!"

What gives?! Oh. I'm home. Guess i must've been thinking so hard that i tuned out coming here. This shit is taking a toll on my mind, I've never felt this bad before. Going through my usual post-work routine, i shower, eat dinner and head to bed, with no signs of the little fuzzball anywhere. Yep, must still be pissed at me. Hopefully this one ghost isn't the vengeful kind, otherwise my balls will be served on a silver platter.

Time to sleep. The mornings these days have been peaceful, the guys next door must be busy trying to find something on that book of theirs, so i get extra hours of sleep without waking up to dirty yelling and thumping on the walls. With no ghostly apparitions to worry about for the night, i put my head on the pillow and a while of trying, i fall asleep.

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The sun is shining, the air is still crisp from the long night, the birds are chirping, flowers are blooming, and there's a Celestia damned ray of light coming down right on my face. For fuck's sake, i closed the blinds last night! I groggily turn over and stretch my hooves to reach for the cloth on the window, coating my room in sweet, sweet darkness once again. I'm pretty sure i did cover it up before sleeping, but i guess i thought too much and forgot about it. Now, back to dreamlan-

There are two big white orbs barely an inch away from me.

"Boo."

And there goes my heart.

Clenching my chest on a vain attempt to clutch my speeding heart, i fall on the bed gasping for air, while some rude, cheeky little bugger of a horse laughs her ass off at my misery. While i didn't think she'd the sort of evil kind of ghost, me and my poor heart suffered for thinking wrong. After a few solid minutes of torment and laughter, she touches down on the bed and comes closer to me, not to help, but to poke at my ribs.

"We're even."

"Fuck me i don't know if i deserved this much or not, holy fuck."

Never mess with this girl ever again, it's not worth it... Actually, don't mess with any ghosts period, filly-sized or not. I don't know if i'm ready to face her, as i'm still feeling a bit guilty for using her like that. It sounds like she didn't think much of it other then me playing a prank on her, but i'm ashamed of myself nonetheless. Flopping my head to the side, i peer at her...

...What? Did her mane grow? Her bangs are slightly larger and the tips are curving to the sides. Actually, scratch that, her entire body grew an inch or two, it seems like her horn can reach up to my chest if we stoop side by side. Not to mention that it's a bit harder to see through her, i have to squint my eyes a bit to do that... Can ghosts grow? What the fuck can't ghosts do at this point?

"Got you, mister! Don't be such a poophead next time!"

"Hah, hah... Yeah, i won't, promise... Wait... How the tartarus are you here? It's, hah... morning..."

"Iunno. I just can since a few days ago. But i go away soon, so i wanted to get back at you!"

"Great way to make use of your newfound freedom..."

Laying down my head, i rest my body for a while, while the miniature monstrosity prods my forehoof here and there. I can't fall back asleep anymore, that jump-started me way too hard to go back again, but i'm still tired enough to lay here until my usual breakfast time. At least, that is what i would be doing if somepony didn't threw herself on me.

"I'm boooooored! You never wanna play!"

"You almost made a ghost of me and you have the gall to complain about that?"

"You promised you'd play last time but all you did was prank me!"

"And you were being a little prick and not letting me sleep. Like now, actually."

The filly doesn't like my answer as she immediately pouts and pounds my sides with her little hooves, much to my displeasure; while she isn't very strong - sometimes she'll pass right through me - it still irks me. I shift a bit to make her fall from me, but then she starts rolling in the bed. Jeez, who gave her ghost sugar this early?

After for a few minutes of pure child rage she has enough and stops right next to me, breathing heavily (Ghosts can breath, check). This is fine. Too tired to think bad things of her, and seems like she doesn't hold a grudge against me for what i did. I shouldn't be doing things to fillies like her, dead or not... Wait, that sounded more gross then i first thought.

I can hear shifting on the covers, so there might be still some energy left on her. She stands up and stomps on her little hoofs on the bed and walks over to my face with a grumpy look on hers. Alright, that's a mighty cute thing to see this early on. Making a pouty face, she sits down on her rump right in front of me, shuffling even closer and spreads her legs-

Thaaaats a ghost pussy, and a filly pussy too. I was not expecting that, my face is completely red, what, why-

"I did yours last time so you'll do mine now, mister."

She gives me no time to argue or even process what's going on, as she pushes her little crotch on my face. It's... hot! Well, less cold then the rest of her, and wet! Wait, the the bed sheets next to my flanks are wet too! Was she masturbating this entire time?!

Her little hoofs support her upper body upright while she grinds her little flower on my lips and nose. This is so wrong on so many levels... Her breathing is skipping beats as she eeps, wetting my nose with her juices as my mouth with its taste...

...I'm going to tartarus for this, aren't i.

Readjusting my head's position so that i'm not facing her crotch sideways, i grab the little filly's flank whilst keeping it attached to my face, i kiss her lower lips very gently, with my size i'm able do it on her whole. Oh Celestia, i can see her little pucker down there too, i'm so tempted... No, i have to focus on this part first.

After a solid minute of kissing her, i stick my tongue out and encompass her outer folds, lapping on her wetness, making her breath stick on her throat. Going up and down with my tongue, occasionally giving a mooch on her inner thigh, eliciting a moan and a giggle every time. Sometimes my tongue would find a hard little button on her lips before going back to hide in between them.

Once I've teased enough, i lean back a bit to look in between her legs. She sports a breath-taking pink, blending in perfectly with white fur, her inner thighs are soaked, giving her an even pinker tint to everything, her small ponut clenches slightly every few seconds. How can i go to tartarus if i'm looking into heaven?

Putting my head back in place, i sink my tongue deep into her. She tastes sweet, sweet and chilly. This is better then any ice cream I've eaten before, i might get addicted to it if i'm not careful. I look up at her face, and her eyes halfway closed, looking back at me like she's so used to, her tongue sticking out, nose flaring with every breath. I'm going to have my fun too, little missy.

I grab some of her fluids with a hoof and smear it on my already erect member and stroke it deeply, doing so while i go back to eating her out hungrily. My tongue goes all the way inside of her, managing to hit her womb, which i prob and circle around. If i strain my eyes a bit, i can possible to see my tongue inside of her, stretching her walls... I don't think i'll ever have a hotter experience then this one, this moment is a bliss which i'll never forget.

This impulsive little filly is rocking her crotch on my face impatiently, maybe because she can't help but succumb to her lust. I'm breathing in deeply, hard and hot, blowing on her little mound of teats, making its nipples go erect. I eat her icy nethers with my lips on her outer folds and tongue gyrating inside of her, while i stroke rapidly on my cock, dripping so much pre-cum that would rival my last time with the ghost. My sheets are so fucked, but i don't care.

Tuckering out my tongue from her insides, i focus on her moving clitoris, restricting it with my mouth, electing a scream from my partner, actually thrusting her flank upwards and clutching hard on the bed, my guess that she's coming close to... well, cumming. Pushing my hips closer to her as i fap rapidly to this, my mouth dances on her little button, her screams go nonstop and the bed wont stop shaking.

The moment she goes completely rigid, i get a faceful of marecum, having to close my eyes least it invades them, my nose, throat and sheets go completely drenched on the sweetest smell and taste i can recall, her gushing out in tidal spurts for 4, 5 , then 6 times in a row before going completely limp and falling down, her legs failing her. With her done, i move my own flank closer and rub my shaft so fast as i watch this little blessing on her back, breathing so deeply, eyes not focused on anything and lower areas looking like she took a swim in a viscous transparent gel.

Grunting at the sight, i shoot a huge load of my own cum at the filly, spreading through her pussy, belly and face, after i finish oozing the last drop i have in me, i slap my member on her own. She's not even bating an eye to that, i think i might've killed her again. If anything, this is the way i'd want to go.

Falling onto the bed too, we both simply stay there and pant, time forgotten entirely. But time, however, does not forget us, and the sun shining brighter then before, invades via a breach on the side of my window, covering us both. With that, the little filly goes more and more transparent, leaving only her frame and stains in bed before dissapearing. Guess she can only stay for that long, huh...? Maybe now is the perfect time to nap...

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Bringing a mug of hot coffee to my lips, i sigh. A few hours after that incident, my alarm clock woke me up, coming from a daze i remembered what happened earlier, i groaned and went to start my day proper. I'd be feeling horrible right now, if not for the fact that i'm still recovering from the shock i received. Well, the latter shock.

I went and did it again. Well, she went and did it, but i'm kinda responsible for how i acted after that. She was so into it... The ghost doesn't seem to be as old as the filly i met in the port, and it seems like she wasn't fully aware of what she was doing, I've no way to guess unless i ask her directly, which i can't due to the time of the day.

It's fucked up to do this kind of thing... I don't think anypony would care what i do to a ghost, i doubt this will influence in her future, if she even has that, added with the fact that i'll possibly help her move on, but i still feel dirty. Maybe i should stop worrying so much? I guess i just don't want to hurt her... I served to protect ponies dammit, not to harm them. Dead or not, watching anypony sad is the last thing i want to see.

Coming out of my house to bask in the morning air, i find Maria outside, sitting lonely on her porch as usual. Once she sees me, she smiles and waves over. I have a few hours before going to work, so i might as well be a good neighbor and go greet her.

"Good morning, Maria. How are you this morning?"

"I'm great, thank you for asking, dearie. What about you? Have you had a good night of sleep?"

"Surprisingly, better then before, but not by much. I've been haunted by a certain somepony, you see."

"Oh yes, the little girl. Is she ok, by the by? I heard you both screaming earlier, what have you both been up to? Have you made friends with her?"

I've made friends with her alright lady, you have no idea.

"Oh, umm... She almost gave me a heart attack. Opened the windows and yelled at me when i wasn't looking, then started stomping all over and yelling."

"My, that's an unruly filly you have in your hooves. Don't blame her for it dear, she didn't had a playmate for this long, i think that she's merely having her fun with you around."

She may be having too much fun, i'm scared that i'm going to invent the first ghost of a ghost if we continue like that.

"I'm still not sure about living with her. At least, making her rest would be the best outcome for everyone."

"Hm, if you say so, hombre. Oh, before i forget, the delivery pony came and tried to give you this letter, but the screaming scared him away. Only him, us in the neighborhood and that pendejo Dirt Cheap knows about her, so when you decided to stay, he wasn't very happy, hehe. Anyway, here it is."

Grabbing something besides her rocking chair, she delivers me a greasy looking letter. Ew, who wrote this? Did they do this while eating a hayburger? Flipping it over, i skim it over... and my blood begins to boil. You can't be fucking serious. Apparently, the anger in my face is visible, because the donkey looks at me with worry on her eyes.

"What? What's written in there? Did someone die?"

"No, but i wish who wrote this would. It's that fucking sleazeball Dirt, saying that I've broken our contract and that he's going to evict me, can you believe this shit!"

"... That fucking asshole, he did what? He can't do this, he sold you the house, didn't he? He can't just up and take it away!"

"Apparently, he can! He's upping the price of the parcel that i have to give to him at the end of the month, and if i don't pay it, he can take it back!"

"Hijo de la mierda! I can't believe this!"

I'm fuming. But i'm also scared shitless. This is my last chance, otherwise i have to go back to my parents house... I can't let that happen! I'm not going to be a loser like my cousins! I won't let this shitbag walk over me like this!

"I'm going to ask boss if he can give me my next payment in advance so i can pay this asshole. I won't be eating well for the next few weeks, but it'll be enough. Fuck."

"Are you sure, dear? Maybe i can help you-"

"Thanks Maria, but i'm not going to let you pay my housing for me. I can't be this much of a burden on anypony else."

"...Stubborn as a mule, aren't you. At least let me you treat to a brunch some days, so you'll have energy to keep working, you hear? This isn't me offering, this is me giving to you, i won't receive a no as an answer."

"...You know what miss, i think we may have started with wrong hoof, but now i think you're not all that bad. Thanks. And sorry, for all this. I really appreciate all your help. You've been great to me."

"Aww, don't worry about that dear, i care for all my sweet boys around the street. I'll talk with a few friends and see what they can tell me about this little issue of yours too, that sure can't be legal in any sense."

"Look at his name, i don't think that he hasn't done anything remotely legal to get where he's at today."

"Hahaha, true that! True that!"

As we chat on her porch, my worries decrease little by little. They're still there, but having some time to think things through and having nice company seems to be helping over time. I don't know if i'm good enough with the boss to get my payment this early, but its worth a shot, if not, i can try doing odd jobs here and there before work. I have to, i need to make this work.