Malady and Freeloader

by GhostsandGhasties

Rating: mature
Tags: Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Fetish, Porn, Sex, Profanity, Slice of Life
Length: 22056

After losing my job and moving into a rowdy neighborhood, i have to deal with someone who won't get out no matter how much i try.

Recently i got kicked out from the Royal Naval and had to make do with a new job that isn't my cup of tea, moved in to a suspiciously cheap residence next to three neighbors who don't really make things easier on me.

And now i have somepony else under my roof who refuses to go away.
I hate freeloaders.

Warnings: Eventual Foalcon.
Chapter 3- Ephemeral hoofjob, half of an ephemeral blowjob.
Chapter 4- Ghost slushie with creamy finish.
Chapter 5- Headpats, fucking through a wall, sneaky sex
Chapter Final- Cuddling, realize you're fucking with an undead being and get your heat sucked out via snusnu.

Published 2021-02-07 04:10:00 UTC
Last updated 2021-02-18 01:21:58 UTC

Chapter 3

*Knock knock knock*

I can't believe i'm doing this, i can't believe i'm doing this, i cannot believe i am doing this. As i wait in the porch of the house next door, an eye emerges from the other side of the peephole.

"Hmm, who is it? Oh, it's our hunk of a neighbor~ How are doing? Here, let me open the door for you."

Various noises of locks being undone can be heard, that's yet another thing i'd worry about investing on my place, if not for my present worry taking up all my time and energy. The door opens to reveal a short unicorn half my size, with a deep purple coat and a sleek dark mane.

"Hello there, what brings you to our humble- Oh my sweet Celestia, what happened to you?!"

"Ghost."

"My goodness, you look like you've been stranded for weeks! Please come in, we have some coffee in the kitchen for you, OLLIE! WE GOT VISIT!"

The pony urges me in, if Ollie is upstairs, then this must be Load, or whatever his name is. He closes the door uses his magic and operates all the locks without taking his eyes from upstairs, where another voice can be heard screaming from.

"Yeah?! Who is it?!"

"IT'S OUR NEIGHBOR, HE FINALLY CAME TO PAY US A VISIT! NOT COME GET YOUR CUTE TUSH OVER HERE AND BE A PROPER GUEST!"

"Oh shit, will be there quick!"

Putting my hoof on my head, i cringe. Lord, they're always too loud, i haven't had a good night of sleep for three days after that incident where i touched the filly, this shit is just making my headache worse.

"Please, no more screaming..."

"What? Oh, oh my goodness sorry hun, here, come to the kitchen, i'll give you a hot mug for your troubles."

We walk through the living room, where the furniture seems to have been dragged all over the place, the couch is flipped on its back and there are stallion toys thrown around alongside suspicious stains. Not gonna bother thinking about that right now. At least the kitchen is clean as we enter it, no dishes on the sink either; what an odd disparity.

"So sorry about the mess in the room hun, we weren't expecting visits this morning, and we kinda wanted to experiment with our new couch last night. Do you want sugar on your coffee? Milk? Cream?"

"Sugar, two spoons."

I'm handled a hot cup with liquid bless. Taking a few sips waiting for it to cool down, Load sits in silence, thankfully waiting for the concoction's effect to take hold. After a few minutes of blissful peace, the other unicorn comes down and, geez, i've never noticed how tall he was before, his horn is almost scraping by the ceiling. The guy's slender, his hoofs are lanky and he has a long neck, if you painted his fur from the ugly green and orange mane to yellow with black dots, you could mistake him for a miniature giraffe.

"Heeey, what are you doing here hot stuff- oh fuck, who ran over you?"

*Sip* "Ghost"

"Oh, her. I'm mighty surprised you're still around, i'm guessing my good looks and sweet voice have bewitched you, hmm?"

"I'm not gay."

"Poosh, you're no fun. Well, what can offer to you on our humble abode, you sexy, sexy stallion?"

I already regret coming here, i swear.

"I'm going to cut straight to the point. I need to know if any of you both know how to get rid of my little problem."

The two lovers blink and look to each other in confusion. Great, i knew this was a waste of my time. The tall one of the duo responds to me:

"I don't think you got the memo from old Maria, hot stuff, but we're not exactly scholars. We're entrepreneurs. If we have a problem, we wave money at it until it disappears."

"Yeah, and i doubt you have the amount of bits necessary to hire one of the mages from Canterlot to come here and asses your situation. Not to mention to make him get rid of her."

"Although... we could be persuaded to help you, if you could do us a few... Favors..."

The lanky one grins at me while the short one waggles his eyebrows, making my frown deepen. I didn't get out of bed extra early today to get this.

"Look, i didn't come here to get hit on by both of you, i'm done, i'm out of options and desperate. I talked with every single unicorn who works on my shift and on all other hours, i tried contacting some old buds but none would respond to me, this filly is keeping me awake all night long, there isn't enough sleep in the mornings for me to work properly, and i'm on thin ice at work because of that. If you're not going to help, then i'll see myself out."

Panting from my rant, i stand up and place the empty mug on the table. The two of them are stunned for a bit, then Load motions for Ollie to come closer, and the two start whispering to each other while peeking at me occasionally. Not long after that, they give me serious looks and then the lanky one speaks.

"Alright, we-"

"You mean you, Ollie."

"Alright, i, pushed you too far on that. But! We do have an offer for you. Turns out this little love ball here was a complete nerd on our college days-"

"You were so into those glasses i wore back then."

"-And it turns out he did have an old book on ghosts. Load here is willing to read it again and see if he can find a way to make your little problem go away."

Yes. Yes! This might be the first time i smiled since i moved here, this is such good news!

"But!"

And there goes the smile.

"We want some compensation for our time."

"Ugh, i'm not going to put out for you if that's what you want."

"Oh no no no no, we don't want that. I mean, we do, but if you're going to do it while grumpy then we won't have our fun. We decided that you can give something else for us to give us a little spice."

"And what is that?"

"Weeeell... We want your old uniform."

"Say what. Why would you want that?"

"Oh please, don't tell me you never had some role play during sex before."

I give them the blankest expression that not even i was aware i had.

"... Alright, fair enough, but yes, if you give us your old uniform, we'll do this little favor for you."

"Listen, i can buy you nuts a brand new uniform from the costume shop if that's what you want."

"Oh please honey, if we wanted to buy one, we would have."

"And we did! We have 3 different sets and a griffon general uniform to boot!" adds the diminutive one in the group.

"Then what is it that you wnat with mine?"

"Well... a genuine soldier vest, worn by a big hunky stallion such as you, it's so... hot!"

Oh lord, they're giving each other bedroom eyes, i better step in before they start doing it while i'm still around.

"Look, guys. I'd give you that if i could, but the uniform isn't my property. The navy took it back when i was discharged."

They both awww at that, it seems like i diffused the situation. Unfortunately, i also have nothing else to give to them. At least, until the purple unicorn starts grinning like a cat.

"What, what is it?"

"Favors for favors, hun. I'll still look up the book for you, if..."

"If? If what?!"

"If... You tell us what was the reason you discharged."

"What. No! Why do you want to know about that?!"

"Well, it turns out i'm a very curious little pony and-"

"He's going to fap to that later.", interrupts the taller one.

"Ollie! He didn't had to know that! ... *Cough* As i was saying, i've been very curious ever since i heard your cousin talk about that the other day, and i would like to know about it!"

"Look guys, i'm all for giving you guys stuff, i think we can come to an agreement on other terms..."

"Nope! You're just making me want to know even more, mister, so speak up if you want your undead problem to go bye bye!"

"...Please? Any other way?"

"Nuhuh!"

... I really hoped i didn't had to say this to anypony, i didn't even give my own family the reason, even when they argued with me. I really don't want to, but i don't think i can continue on on my house with how things are right now.

"What i'm going to say here stay between the three of us, you hear me? I swear if one of you tell this to anypony else..."

The duo nod their heads rapidly, the green pony is looking at me with curious eyes and the other is biting his lip.

*Sigh* "Look, i'm not proud of myself for what happened. You see, one day i was patrolling the port with a bud. There was this filly who passed by us, i think she was a tourist or something, she stopped to talk to us. Pretty normal stuff, but then started to flirt with us, kept lifting her tail at us too. We said to her that she should go away, but she wouldn't budge. Then her father came to pick her up, and glared at us the whole way out. She slipped on a note with her address on our uniform before she went away. When my shift was over, i followed to her place, and... Well..."

I hang on that note, and look over at them, expecting disgust. Instead, i see with an o face splattered on their muzzles, heads leaning closer to me.

"Ooooooh, that's spicy. You know what, that's good enough, i wouldn't be a good guest to make you feel too uncomfortable. I'll call my butler to find my book, and once i get it and skim through it i'll see what i can do for you, hunk."

"Thanks a lot, jerk. Look, i have to go now, i probably spent too much time here already, when you're finished, please come over to my house, and if i'm not around then leave a letter in my door. Thanks for the coffee."

"Aw, going so soon? You're no fun. Byebye hunk~ Our door is always open for you, ya hear?"

"Dully noted, goodbye."

I huff at the unicorns then see myself out. Shitheads. Cone-headed stupid shitheads. At least they're going to help me, and hopefully with this i'll have a good night of sleep soon. Shit, i have to go to work now, i'm too tired for his...

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I feel like a zombie. Smell like one too. Dragging myself through the streets to back home, the local stray cats have taken a liking to my fish stank and now follow me wherever i go. I try to shoo them away, but today i'm not in the mood to bother with it, as long as they don't try to taste me i don't care. To think that this is where i was heading in life because of that darn filly... Oh who am i kidding, it was my stupid impulse that got me here.

After what feels like hours, i finally reach home. After entering and closing the door quickly before any more freeloaders make themselves cozy in my place, i stop and wait, listening. She's not on this floor, i pray that she won't pop up when i'm showering.

After cleaning myself, i sit down in the living room to eat a quick meal that i bought on my way to work. These past few days have been horrible, it feels like Celestia herself is punishing me, making me share a place with a filly. I'm a sick pony. I've been spending every night trying to make her go away from my room, sometimes she would stand there and stare blankly at me, other times she would try to get closer. It's been hard to sleep, worrying that she would come close to me. And when she isn't there i kick myself for my disgusting thoughts. At least she doesn't seem to be around when the sun is up, so i could take a brief nap before having to haul myself to the port.

But all of this will end soon, as long as those flamboyant horn-heads keep their promise. I sure hope they do, otherwise i'll end up losing my job. I'd sell the house, but i couldn't find any place closer to work before, and i don't have the money to get another place, not even rent. And screw going back to my parents place, i'm an adult, i can take care of myself.

Shuffling up to my room, i stay attentive to any noises that she might make. Hearing none, i get into my room and drop on the bed. I miss the days where i had time to pursue other activities besides resting and working. I'm too tired tonight, i don't think i'll be able to last long waiting for her-

"The boys next door were playing again."

"Aaah! My heart!"

What?! Where?! Fuck, she was hiding under the bed, now i can see her head going through the mattress. She's close to me, too close for comfort!

"I told you many times, personal space! And i need to sleep, so shoo!"

"Playing alone is boring. The boys next door were playing together."

"I don't care! Wait, playing? What were they playing?"

"They were playing with their wieners again."

"Oh my sweet fucking Celestia, you saw them. How did you even see that?!"

"I went there."

"You shouldn't be spying on anypony, specially them! You shouldn't see those kind of things!"

"I'm bored, i want to play. Play with me?"

"Look kid, i'm stressed out, i'm tired and i want to sleep so-"

She won't even let me answer before she comes closer through the bed, i try shuffling away from her, but my back is already on the wall, she touches me with her hoof and as per customary, peers into my eyes with her white spheres.

"Please?"

Don't look at her, don't look at her, this is wrong, don't look at her, just don't...
She puts her cheek on my hoof as her eyes gaze onto mine, plopping out her flank from inside the bed, pleading me with that look, with her cute little face, small white body that i can almost see through and those creamy white eyes that won't leave me...

"Mister, your wiener is coming out, are you going to pee?"

I think I've snapped.

"I've had enough. Because of you, i haven't had an iota of rest ever since coming here, i got chewed up by my boss, i've been on edge and i had to tell things that i didn't want to. Sure. We'll play."

Sitting on my haunches, i try to grab the filly to bring her body closer, except that i go through her. Oh yeah, if i force it too hard, that'll happen. I'll make do. Gently pulling her by her hoof i put her in front of my growing member as her stares goes from my eyes to it then back at my eyes.

"You're not going to pee?"

"No, we're going to play with my dick like you've seen the guys next to us did."

"But i don't have one, can we borrow one? They have a lot."

"We'll play with just mine, so don't worry about that."

I start stroking myself with her body right in front of my cock, the cold aura around her making me shiver a little, but the hot blood inside of me is enough to keep me from shriveling up. Getting to full mast, i start going a little bit faster, and because of all these sleepless nights with no time for myself, I've been accumulating a lot, pre-cum is already coating my head.

The little girl keeps on watching. She goes back and forth from my face to my cock, the curious little filly. With my unoccupied hoof, i gently grab one her hoofs and put it on my dick. It's cold! Not unbearably so, but it feels like i put an ice cube on it. Nonetheless, i can still faintly feel fur and the hard part of her bone on it.

"You see what i'm doing? Repeat the same motions now, slowly."

"Mhm."

Holding her little hoof with mine, i stroke myself with hers, cringing a bit from the cold feeling but slowly getting used to it. After a short while, i let her do it by herself as she gets used to it. She isn't very good, but having someone else doing it for me feels so much better, and when its a cute little filly like this... I shudder.

As time goes on, my pre dribbles down on my shaft down to my ball sack, her stroking idly with one hoof while i do the same on the other side. Fuck, i needed this, it feels so relieving...

"Are you having fun, mister?"

"Aah, yes, yes i'm having a lot of fun, missy."

"...I'm not finding it fun."

The rude little bugger.

"Well, i know of a way to make this more fun."

"Really?"

"Mhm, i do. Now, stand still..."

Shuffling my haunches closer to her, i put my hoof on her little snout. Trying to cop a feel for her, yep, i can feel the fur, i move around her nose; huh, she's breathing; and on her lips i can feel that her gums are wet. Opening her mouth a little, i can see halfway down her throat. It'll do.

"Now listen here filly, i'm going to put it inside your mouth for a little bit, so don't move, you hear me? Just stay there and take it."

"Are you sure this will be fun?"

"I promise you."

Standing on all fours, i stand above the little girl, her entire body under me and i angle so that her face would be right next to my erection.

"Now, open wide and put it in your mouth."

"Ok... If you say so..."

I can feel a coldness envelop my flare, so i'm assuming she got the tip in. Good. Now it's time for me to release my pent up urges. Moving my hips forth a little bit, the lower areas of my shaft feel colder, and wet, and very tight, Celestia it's been so long since last time... The sensation is great. Rocking back, i go in and out gently on her small foal mouth, the low temperature making me crave for heat that'll never be found, the stimulus being enough for me to start to pant.

I pick up the pace just a little bit, it would be nice if she cooperated and sucked a bit or used her tongue, but i wasn't expecting much from her. This feels good enough, so i'm not complaining. Shit, this might be the best blowjob i've ever gotten before. After a while that feels longer, the ghost underneath me murmurs:

"Mmmmh, mmm!"

I don't know if she's complaining or what else, but i'm not letting her ruin this one night. Yeah, she has made a mess of me, so i'll do the same to her. Pushing my cock a little further down on her mouth, i can feel her resisting under me, but to tartarus with that. I rock back my hips and give a mighty push to shut her up. I doubt my entire member can fit inside her, but this'll shut her u-

Oh. My flare doesn't feel cold anymore. What? She's still there, i can feel my medial ring all wet, what gives?

Cranking my head down to look at her, i find a very bizarre sight. My dick is in her. The lower part that is, the rest is coming through her head. Oh yeah, i forgot that happens.

This wasn't what i was expecting, but it sure won't stop me.

Going back to i was doing, i push my hips back and forth on her little ghostly lips all the way where they touch my balls, my erection going in and out of her from both sides, and whenever its inside i feel a very soft and wet sensation, not to mention the lower temperature and tightness. It feels like i'm fucking an extra small sex toy that i stuck in the cooler for a few hours.

This grinding is taking a toll on me, i've never had a hole this tight before, if not for the translucent nature of my partner, i think i'd be having some problems shoving it in at all. If not for my ragged state, i'd say i'm very lucky to be having this experience.

Not long after, i feel that i'm getting on my edge, while i am confident on how long i last in bed, with how long since i've had any action plus the extra-corporeal situation, i doubt i'd last for any longer. Making a mad dash with my hips, i can feel coming closer and closer to cumming. When that time comes, i arch my ass back and let my flare expand inside the little filly's mouth, shooting all of my hot cum inside of her.

After what it feels like I've been cumming for a whole minute, i eject myself from her and fall into the bed, energy completely depleted and breathing haggardly, i turn my head to look at the mess i've made. The filly has her cheeks puffed out for a bit before she swallows what i hope is my load. Celestia, that's hot...

"You're a meanie! That wasn't fun!"

"Hehe. Gotcha."

She blows a raspberry at me, then jumps into the air then falls down across the bed and i think to the floor to downstairs. Heh, i finally got back at her. I feel like death, but at least my dick thanks me. I doubt she'll be bothering me for the rest of the night. Picking up my sheets, i cover myself and lay down on a better position.

Ew, the wet's bed. I saw her swallowing something, so i don't think that's mine, and i've never seen her leaving goo on the walls when moving around like in the movies. Did she pee herself? Can ghosts pee? Well, i doubt that you can fuck them either, but i managed to do it. Eh, it's whatever; sleep now, and thinking later.

Chapter 4

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.

Chapter 5

A string of loud noises ring on my kitchen as i scramble to get everything in order, the kettle is whistling, the water is boiling and i'm shuffling to find plates to put on the table. With enough begging, i managed to get my boss to agree to pay me in advance, but to make up for it I've been trying to do some favors here and there before my shift starts. It's hard work, but it'll keep me afloat.

Turning off the stove, i pour my coffee and peel off the boiled eggs. My food has taken a hit due to my situation, having to get instant coffee and hard tacky bread to go alongside eggs so that i won't go to work on an empty stomach, the same trio for dinner, sometimes with some hay on the side or an fruits that my (saintly) neighbor donkey would give to me. Heck, everyday she'd prepare a modest lunch so that i could bring to work and not ogle at my co-workers food.

I don't mind eating "boring" food, not after being in the navy, but i have to admit that the extra taste really does bring a pep on my step. While eating, i try to listen for sounds on my other neighbor's house, the horny duo. They've been awfully silent these past few days, and this worries me. I didn't expect them to take this long to find and read a book, but what do i know about magic. The filly is another extra big problem on my growing list of things to do and i'd like it checked already.

Speaking of which, i can feel a cold breeze on my neck, and then the fur, her fur.

"Dad cooked better then that..."

"Well, i don't exactly have the best of ingredients as of now, and it's not like you can eat this stuff anyways. It would most likely fall right through your belly, and then i'd have to clean up that mess too."

She giggles softly at that. I actually don't know if she can eat stuff or not, i'm going mostly by intuition. She keeps growing up, she grained some height since our last... incident... and so has her mane and horn. Her voice is less squeaky too, I've noticed, since she's been able to stay in the mornings for longer and quip at me. I don't know what to think of that, nor of our co-existence.

I feel sick that i'd went and done it again, but less so this time, maybe because she instigated me. I mean, that's still wrong, that's the same thing the first filly did and it doesn't excuse me, with her enjoying it or not. To be frank, i'm starting to feel numb from all of this. I don't think i'm a perverted bastard that goes growing boners from every filly flank i see on the street, neither that i'm making my little partner suffer either, it didn't take a day for her to come back to haunt me in the mornings.

I know that what i'm doing is wrong, I've been taught that and i know the reasons as to why. But the more i dwell on it, the more i realize i'm practicing the fine art of walking on the fine line between "That's fucked" and "What the fuck". Helping her move on will be better for her so that she can... I don't know, go visit her grandparents in the aether? Sounds better then to be shackled to this house; and i can go back to live my life without worrying about fillies presenting themselves to me.

Munching on my hard, cold bread, the little ghost moves from floating on my back to dragging a chair next to me and sitting there, looking at me. It doesn't matter how much she grows, she always does that, and it's starting to grow on me.

"You're working a lot. More then dad did. He had to work a lot because he had me to feed, ever since mom went away. But i don't eat so much anymore! So why are you working so hard?"

Not as much? She doesn't eat, period, she's dead. Isn't she aware...?

"Because some jerk is trying to kick me outta the house, and i need money."

"What?!"

Utterly shocked, the little fuzzball goes from surprised to sad to panicked in a short span of time.

"But you can't go! You're my friend!"

Jeez, she's really alarmed. Seems like Maria was right, she must be lonely out here by herself. Putting my hoof on her head, i rub it slowly to calm her.

"Don't worry, i'm not planning on going away. The prick who sold me the house found out i wasn't scared by you, so he's trying to kick me out by other means. But i'm getting the cash, so i'm staying."

Calming down, either by my words or my rubbing, she looks relieved at me.

"You better stay... We still need to play more. I just need to find where dad hid my dolls at so we can have a tea party!"

Ouch, this is the saddest thing i think I've ever heard. I don't know if telling her about my plan is a good idea, better let her stay happy and unaware of the situation. How can she be aware of sexual stuff and not the fact that her remains must have already rotten away, i'll never know.

"Sure... I'll play with you when you find them. I promise you."

Now that smile has sweeten my meal. If only she stayed pure like that, i wouldn't mind her that much. Taking my final bite, i start cleaning the table, with some help from my little assistant, the morning passes on with small banter between us, as i wait for the time i have to go on an early shift. Funnily enough, she disappears once again when i leave the house, barely at 11 in the morning. Seems like that even with her new-found growth, she can sustain her body for only so much time before going Celestia-knows-where.

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Returning home from a long shift at work, a wave of cats attracted to my smell follow me back, no matter how much i try shooing them away, they follow me like i'm their caretaker, or a box of sardines. One of these days they'll start tasting me and then eating chunks of my flesh and it'll be how i'll go, not in combat like i imagined, but eaten by a group of stray cats. What a fitting ending.

Arriving on my street, i go to the richies house instead, and bang on their door. I know its rude to be on somepony's door this late, but i know they fuck at these hours too, so it doesn't phase me. That, and they've kept me in the dark about their progress and i want some damn answers. I ring the bell, i pound on their door, and even grab a kitty and use it to scratch and plead at their footstep, but to no avail. Great.

Entering my own place - making sure that all the cats stay outside - i go grab a cup of coffee for the night. I know i shouldn't be drinking this late, but it's either this or plain water. Sitting down, sipping some murky tasting concoction, my hoof stars tapping on the floor, my anxiety growing little by little. Shouldn't be worrying, they're doing their thing. At least i hope they are. Fuck me they better be.

There's an impact on my side, accompanied by a chilly sensation on my fur. Always one to starve for attention, she is.

"Hello! Why are you sad?"

"Hey missy. I'm not really sad, i'm just worried."

"What about? Is the prick who wants to throw you away being mean again?"

"No, it's not that, and language! Where did you learn that word?"

"From you!"

Shit, better watch my fucking potty mouth around her.

"It's just the boys next door. They promised me something, and they've been taking too long, i'm starting to worry about how long they'll take."

"No way! I didn't think that they were meanies too! What did they promise you?"

"A book. Well, they said that they would read it for me so that they can explain magic stuff to me, i'm no unicorn, so i can't really tell what's what on those."

"Oh, a book! They bought a home back some days ago! Let me show you!"

Taking her hooves away from my side, she floats on the air and goes to my western wall, passes halfway through it and hangs in there.

"Hey, hey! What are you doing? What did i tell you about spying on others?"

"It's okay! They won't mind! I just want to show you their book! It's very pretty, it has all sorts of pictures on the covers, it's sooooo cute!"

Trotting from where i was sitting down, i get closer to her, and while i can hear her voice, it's a just a tad muffled. Thin walls and their privileges, i guess. Talking her down from peeping on someone's house uninvited, she floats from place to place, trying to find the book. She only stops when we go upstairs, where she got herself inside my rooms closet.

"That's enough little missy! I'm not your dad to have to tell you to stop doing that!"

"It's around ehre somewhere! I know of it! Just me look a bit more!"

"Nope, enough is enough, you're getting out of there! And you better apologize to the boys if you end up seeing them, you hear?"

Grabbing her tail with my mouth, i pull her back into my side, expecting her to plop in here, but it's damn hard to. What is she doing?

"Waaaaait just a bit! I can find it!"

Great, she's resisting, must be holding in the wall with her hooves. I keep pushing her to no avail, she's damn strong for someone her size, this is damn frustrating. Then, i get a thought crosses my mind, one that i should have thunk of right when she started doing this. Lifting my hoof, i bring it down on her flank, making a slapping sound on it. Her grunting stops, and so does the pushing on her side. Good, i got her attention.

"Now missy, get out of there, because if you don't, i will slap your butt silly!"

"...Not even my dad slapped me! I'm not getting out of here!"

"You brought this upon yourself."

Bringing my hoof down on her flank again and again, i give her a few seconds after every smack to see if she'll behave and come back here. Maybe i shouldn't be doing this to a filly since i'm not her dad, but i doubt there's anypony more qualified then me around to do this. After a whole minute, she's starting to really get on my nerves, she's more stubborn then a mule!

Grabbing a cloth that's hanging on a wire coat, i twist it before unleashing its destructive power on her rump, making her yelp.

"Have you had enough?"

"... *Sniffle* ... No."

Fuck me, is this kid for real? Do i really need to get my vacuum cleaner out? Her flank's turning from a white shade to a pinker one, and... She's wet. Not like pee wet, she's wet wet... Is she getting off to this? Seriously? I'm starting to see a trend where she makes me lose my shit every single time. So she wants to behave like a brat? I'll treat her like a brat.

"This is my last warning, will you come outta there?"

*Sniffle* "No!"

"You asked for this."

I put my hooves on the wall right above her to support my height and push my hips on hers. While my dick isn't completely erect or out of my sheathe, its head is prodding at her vulva and spreading its lips. Dragging my hips up and down on her, i rub myself on her, increasing her wetness and spreading it across both of us, making me grow more and more, making me have to arch back so that there's space for it to expand.

It seems like this has gotten her attention, gyrating her butt on my dick while giving out an occasional peep from the other side, for somepony who's a little brat, she's quick to get down to business. Once i'm completely erect and out, i put my member under her to try and gauge how far in i can go inside her. No dice, my cock hits the wall at around mid length. Shit, the tip will have to make do.

If i can make it fit in, that is, i don't know if someone her... age? might have enough space for my entire girth; when i put my tongue inside of her it felt very tight. I'd be second guessing myself if not for the fact that she's trying to hump my member impatiently. She wants it, i'll give it to her.

Aiming the tip of my flare on her small entrance, i try pushing in only to be met with an awfully tight resistance. She won't let me drag her out and now she won't let me drag me in, one of those has to give and it'll be her pussy. Leaning in the wall, i push my hips harder and harder on hers, making an awfully high pitched noise from the ghost, as i try to fit my grown stallionhood on her smaller, inexperienced fillyhood.

I'm so focused on getting into the nirvana that is her hole that when i do finally manage to slip inside of her with a very loud pop, i accidentally get my entire cock inside of her, medial ring and all. Yeah, i'm hilting her. Through the wall. I think that as long as i'm inside her it counts as being part of her, so it goes through it. Shit, is she ok?

"Hey, missy? Are you ok?"

The only response that i get is a very quiet whimper. Maybe i should pull out... But before i can do that i'm hit with another gush of filly cum all over me. She's spurting again, three times in a row. I think that's a good enough signal for me to keep on going if i say so myself, it seems that being a ghost makes you very malleable.

Dragging my erection out, i find difficulties in getting past my halfway point, her insides are like a pump that are keeping me locked in place. This is fine, too. Shuffling back and forth inside her, the coldness in her seems to be lesser then before, much to my pleasure. I can feel my flare scraping her vaginal walls mighty, she's so tight that it feels i'm being milked by a machine. While doing this, i stay alert for any noises she could potentially make, just to be sure that she isn't dying for a second time on me, that'd be awkward.

The only things that can be heard from her are primal grunts and whimpering, however. She's contracting a lot around me, her first experience might be too much for her, she's griping on my for dear life, as she squirts small quantities every once in a while. I don't feel like i can last too much like this, its too intense.

Giving her hindquarters some slow, long lasting thrusts, i shoot my load inside of her. Some of it is flowing out of her and mixing with her own cum, making a lewd soup that's sticking us both together and on the floor. Once i get soft enough, i pop out my medial ring while keeping the head inside, trying to scrape by the last few remains of pleasure while she keeps shooting more and more even when i'm finished. Jeez, she has a lot of that, how much has she been drinking?

As we lay there huffing and puffing, her legs start kicking the wall frantically. What, did something happen to her?

"They're here, they're here! They're in the house, i can hear them!"

"What? Where are they? Can you get out?"

"They're downstairs!" Says the ghost as she uses her hind legs to push herself out. Uh... She's still there.

"... I'm stuck."

What. How?

"You're a ghost, you phase through walls, that's your thing!"

"I can't, help!"

Well now, it finally came to bite her in the ass.

"You scared they're going to find you, missy?"

"I don't want them to think that i'm a peeping tom!"

Time to administer the proper punishment.

Seeing that i'm still inside of her, i got an idea that jump started my dick again, and i bet she can feel it. Putting my hooves on the wall again, i push my member inside of her until the medial ring point, which i can't seem to fit in anymore, and proceed to go back and forth.

"What are you doing?! They'll be able to hear me!"

"Then you'll have to be good, quiet little filly, won't you?"

"You can't do that you mea-" *moan*

Squirting. Nope, she can't tell me otherwise anymore, this filly is perverted as all tartarus. This time, i have no qualms on going harder on her, pounding her soft insides as hard as i can and slapping her ass once in a while for good measure, making a mess of her, as it can be deduced from her non-stop squeaking and moaning.

"Ple-eeeeease, i'm *squeak* sorry, i'm *ha* sorry, i'm sorry *ha*"

"This is what you get for being an unruly filly, now you'll be found out in the boys closet having sex halfway inside their house."

"What?! No no no no no i'm sorry no no -"

More filly cum. I may discovered her fetish. Capitalizing on this new found knowledge, i keep pounding away at her butt, giving no ear to her protests, behave like a lil prick, you get what you deserve. That is, until i hear her say:

"They're *squeak* here! They're here!"

"Then you better keep your voice down filly."

Instead of the usual lewd sounds being heard, there's a small muffling in the room, she must be trying to keep it in. Too bad far her, i want more. Grabbing a hold of her tail with my mouth, i pull it from her rump, making her voice slip by a little bit before going back to loud muffling. This time, i can hear faintly two other voices coming from their house:

"Hey Ollie, do you remember where we kept that toy at?"

"Which toy hun, you gotta be more specific."

It seems like this is scaring my poor little girl, since her walls are getting tighter and the two little hooves next to me are kicking like crazy. I'll give a firm hoofing on her flank to make her stop.

"Oh, that one. I think we put it on the closet, why don't you go check?"

"Right, it was there! Let me look!"

Anticipation fills me, we might actually get caught... but honestly, my dick doesn't really care, and he's in charge, keep dicking the filly. Damn, she's getting tight.

"Wait, no, i remember throwing it on the toilet after we tried doing that with the tequila bottle. I'll go check there isntead."

"Are you sure? I say that it's in the closet."

"Oh, there you go again, mister know-it-all, you're never wrong are you?"

Their bickering might be amusing to some, but right now it just serves to fuel my loins, this filly is claspping my member so tightly that i won't be able to move anymore, damn! I'm going to cum inside this filly soon!

"You're always bossing me around like this, you know? Sometimes it feels like i'm just somepony you use for instead of love... That's so fucking hot, i'll go grab the dildo in the closet, and you better slap my face silly with it."

"You're the best bitch I've ever had, Load."

Fuck, i'm cumming! Pushing in as deep as i can, i shoot another hot load of cum inside the little ghost, i loose my footing and fall down, with my dick being wrapped so hard inside of her that i actually push her to my side, managing to free her and getting her on my closet, right in the nick of time.

"Aha, there it is! Wait, what's this damp spot here? Ollie, did you do this?"

"Do what? Stop running your slutty mouth on stupid shit and get down on me."

Silencing the stiff filly with a hoof, we wait until the voices are gone until we let out our ragged breaths, only for my flank to get assaulted by yet another tidal wave of ectocum. Damn, she's a gusher. At least she didn't pass out this time. Wait, my dick is still stuck inside of her. I try to get it out, but my flare is too big and her lips too small, i have to grab her upper body to try and pull, and when i finally manage to remove myself, it makes the loudest popping sound I've heard from somepony's pussy, with a huge strand of my cum connecting both ends. Her rump's fur went from white, to pink, to white again, courtesy of me.

This wasn't the kind of action i was expecting to receive after work, i'm done. Zero energy. None, nada, nichts. I might just fall asleep here, with this cum-coated filly in my hooves. Yeah, this seems fine. Pulling her in a slightly chilly hug, i pass out, but not before hearing her utter one final word:

"Meanie..."

Chapter 6

Balancing on my hind hoofs, i try to paint a moldy mark on the ceiling while staying on a wobbly set of folding stairs with nothing to hold onto. My last adventure proved to have been a little too wet for my floor's taste, so it decided that enough was enough and i woke up the next day to find a good amount of filly juices dripping down on my kitchen. Thanks Celestia i managed to snag some paint from the ship's storage, otherwise this would have been bothering me forever.

It's been a month since my last outing with the gushing little fright, and she's chosen to recluse herself from me. I'd take a guess that it's because of the whole fucking her while on a filly state of being, but she seems more sad then anything else. Some days she'd pop her head from a wall or ceiling, say hi and asking how i'm doing before vanishing. I started to get worried but she gives me no time to talk, whenever i asked how's her situation, she'd ghost on me.

I found out that Ollie and Load were in fact reading the book, but they didn't had much time since then because they had to go back to Canterlot and manage their businesses and families. I often forget that those perverted sods had those. Actually, it just makes them worse. They said that once they find out how to help the little girl, they'd come talk to me post-haste, so I've tired to stop getting so anxious about that and focused on work.

Speaking of which, i got paid in advance, like i asked. The sleazy fucker Dirt Cheap the audacity to come here personally and charge me for the bill or he would call the guards on me. His face when i paid everything upfront almost made for having to see his disgusting face again. Maria toasted to that, opened bottle of wine for the night, and while it seems like she can hold her liquor, she gets mighty flirty when drunk. Figures.

And, there. The last spot was painted over, now the ceiling's good as new, just gotta make sure to not leave the filly faucet on next time. Now to get off this death trap...

"Look out!"

"Wha-"

The stairs give under me, making me loose my footing and fall down, but somepony's hoof catches onto me before i can fall down. Unfortunately for me, their hooves aren't strong enough to hold my adult body afloat, so i fall down to the ground nonetheless. Fuck dude, my rump.

"I'm sorry, i couldn't help you..."

Wait, who is this? It's... Her. Her voice, it's so more... Mature. Looking over at the ceiling, i can't find her, only when i move my vision to besides me is that i find her. She's grown... She looks like she's on her early teenage years now, her mane is coming up to her neck, her hoofs are lanky and long but she still has that same cute face. No to mention those sad black eyes that won't leave me...

"Oh... Hey there, uh, missy..."

"Hey, mister... Is your rump alright?"

"Oh, it's, well, it's alright i guess, the pain will go away soon, i just have to sit comfortably for a while."

"Mhm."

... Well, this is awkward. I start out with a little girl and now i have a grown up filly in my hoofs. I'm... not the greatest at handling them, ever since my, uh, first accident. I sit down on the chair next to the dining table while she stays sitting down on the floor, instead of floating. She's still there, that's a first in these few weeks. Quick, think of something to say you-

"You want to get rid of me, don't you."

Fuck

"Where did you hear that from?"

"The boys, they were saying how hard can it be to find a spell to get rid of ghosts. I get it, you don't want a dumb ghost haunting your place. I'm sorry."

"Wait, you know that you're a ghost?" that gets a shocked face from me.

"Now i do. Everything feels fuzzy. Before, all i could think was to wait for dad to come back home so that we could play together, but after you came, everything felt more and more wrong. Dad shouldn't take this long to get back home, you shouldn't be staying in his room and... and..."

Tears form in her eyes. This is breaking my heart, she never expressed herself like that before, what did i do to her? Has she gained sentience because of some stupid shit i did? I'm not even a unicorn, i don't know jack about magic!

"... He went away, didn't he? Dad moved on. And now i can't get out of this house, i go through walls, and i spook ponies away. This is why everypony ran away screaming wasn't it? It's why you want me out, isn't it?"

"...Look, girl, I'm sorry. You never seemed to be aware, and you never talked like you knew you were dead, so i left at that. Sorry."

"So you do want me out." She says, with a glare in her eyes direct at me.

"Look, it's not you, it's... it's me alright? I can't handle being around you."

"If you hate me so much, then why have you loved me like that? It finally felt like i wasn't alone..."

"Missy, look... Ugh, i hate having to explain this. I'm sorry you felt alone, i really do. But i want to help you."

"By getting rid of me!"

"By letting you pass on!"

I realized i shouted that. I didn't mean to. She looks at me with uncertainty in her eyes, likely scared. I don't blame her, i'm a sick pony.

"I want you to pass on to whatever after life you should have gone to instead of being chained to this place. I'm sorry i took advantage of you, that's one of the reasons i want you to go, because i don't want to take advantage of you. I'm a horrible pony you hear me? I'm not supposed to stay with a filly like you in the same house. It's wrong of me."

"... I'm sorry for making your life difficult." says the ghost, casting her eye downwards, ears flattened and her voice crackling. My voice is already pained from this conversation, so our tones match.

"It's ok, i'm partially to blame, and you can't blame yourself for what happened. I promise you, things'll be better once you pass on, alright?"

"...You promise me?"

"I do." I hope.

"Please stay with me until then, please. I feel cold without you around."

"... I will. If that makes you comfortable , i'll give you that."

"Thank you. Thanks a lot mister."

"You're welcome, missy. And i do have a name, it's..."

My name forms a smile from the not-so-little ghost. Her tears started flowing again, but i hope that this time it's not because of sadness. The suns rays are shining through the front windows, glaring through her, making her more and more transparent, giving away that she's going to be away for a while"

"Mine's Cookie Cutter. Thanks mister..."

Is all she could say before disappearing. This isn't what i was expecting to get from this morning, but at least we made up. Picking up the folding stairs from the ground, i put it in the pantry. The ceiling is done, so i better get going for work-

*Knock knock*

"Mail! Please tell me the ghost is out please, just take this mail so i can go away please!"

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*Knock knock knock knock*

"Yes yes yes, i'm going, i'm going. Is it you, hombre? What do you want, it's too late at night to be knocking at my door!"

As soon as she opens her door, i go straight to her kitchen and open the cupboards, there i find another bottle of unponed wine. Grabbing the cork with my teeth, i open it and take a few gulps down before grabbing two glasses and settling everything on the table, where Maria slowly walks to and fixes an questioning glare at me.

"This isn't exactly the best time for a candlelight dinner, neither for you to be drinking until you're shitfaced. What is it that happened to you?"

"This" I pound a crumpled letter on the table. Sighing, Maria sits down and starts reading it before getting mad and hoofing the table herself.

"He wants another payment upfront?!"

"Yeah. This time, the entire payment plan in one go." I say, filling both glasses with wine, giving one to the donkey before downing more straight from the bottle. Fuck glasses, fuck that asshole and fuck fuck.

"He can't do this again to you! What are you going to do?!"

"Nothing. I'm broke, i can't borrow that much money, and if i loan it all, i'll be paying it off for the rest of my life. I'm essentially homeless. Fuck, i need more booze." The bottle is empty, and so is my glass. Grabbing hers and drinkign in one go, i go back to try and find more alcohol, but a hoof holds me firmly in my shoulder.

"No, this is enough. We don't need you drunk out of your balls right now, we have to handle this situation."

"But how, Maria? I ai'nt got nuthing. I'm going to get kicked out, i'm going to lsoe my house, i'll be just like my shitshow cousins leeching off their parents with a dead-end job, and Cookie's gonna be all alone again."

"Cookie? Who's that?" asks the donkey, with a puzzled look on her face.

"Cookie, Cookie Cutter. The filly."

She stands there, aghast. She isn't reacting at all for a few before getting a big motherly smile to her.

"She told you? She remembers? Oh, that's so sweet!"

"Yeah, not that it matters, cuz i'm going to get kicked out soon." i say, playing the the empty bottle, trying to get any stray droplets from inside into my mouth.

"Oh, when is the pendejo coming over to charge you?"

"Hmm? Two days, why?"

Oh, her face went all dark. Shit, that smile isn't the good kind of smile, that's downright creepy on her face.

"Consider it done, dear. We'll solve this little problem of yours, so that the little Cookie can be at peace."

"But, how are you going to do that? No offense, but i don't have that kinda bits to borrow from you."

"Oh, don't worry dear, we'll make do. Trust me. We'll make do."

I want more alcohol to forget the face she made.

Chapter Final

The morning dew feels fresh in the air, few birds can be heard tweeting and only those who have work at an unholy early hour in the morning can be seen roaming the streets. The past two days have gone by in a blur, with me waiting for the sleazy bastard to come and take his money. It's not like i had much options, i had to get up early for work and explain the situation to Cookie (Who was very pissed, to say the least).

I had to talk to the boss and explain to him that i needed to take today off exactly because of this landlord problem, with me being constantly threatened to be evicted, and so he agreed with it. Seems like the old sailor does care for his workers, or at least doesn't want to keep hiring new ones too often.

My hoofs keep tapping on the ground as i wait in anticipation, the fucker not only scams me for my money buy also has to come at the earliest possible hour of the day, fuck him, i work early so i'm used to it, but it still is an asshole move on his part. Hopefully everything is going to go alright and i won't have to see his shit eating grin ever again.

As i wait impatiently for him to come, there is a small knock on my door, so quiet that if i wasn't sitting so close to it, i might have missed it. How the fuck is a pony supposed to hear that?

"Hello, this is Dirt Cheap speaking, I've come to collect my money, if you don't cooperate and open this door in the next five minutes, i will be calling the Royal Guard and evicting you by force."

Prick, he's in a fucking hurry to kick me out, isn't he? I don't let one minute pass before opening up the door and coming face-to-face with the sleaze ball. Here is the prick himself, beige fur and brown mane so sticky with hair cream that it looks like he used hayfry oil to comb it. What a disgusting horse.

"Oh, well, it seems like you're already awake, so let's get to business and pay up the rest of what you're due, otherwise i'll have to ask you to remove yourself from my property, sir."

"Good morning to you too, Dirt." i say with gritted teeth. He really knows how to piss ponies off, i swear. "This might come as a surprise to you, but i managed to get every single bit to pay you, just for today."

Dirty clearly isn't amused by what i said, giving me a quizzical look. To be fair, even i doubt someone could come up with that much money on that short amount of time, but fuck him.

"Oh, really? You got all the bits? All the parcels, every little single bit in these few weeks? Well, that's hard to believe, so show me."

"Oh yes, sir, i got everything. Turns out, i had a lot of gems stashed away in case of an emergency. Thing is, there are too many of them to bring outside and have you count them on the sidewalk, so why don't you come inside, and you can take them away from me, yes?"

"Ooooh, gems you say? Why haven't you said that before? Yes, yes, that's very good, i have another client who's very interesting in trading them for a profit. Show me the way, sir, so i may rid you of them."

Oh you poor naive bastard. Opening the door farther, i guide him inside and to the back of the house, where is located the
backroom where i stored the old furniture on the house. Opening the door, i enter first accompanied by the horse trailing behind me, showing him a room with no lights, no windows, coated in darkness.

"Here it is. Everything in here is yours now, mister Cheap."

"What is? I can't see a thing! Light up the room, sir, so i can count your gems! I bet you don't even have half of what you owe me!"

"With great pleasure!" says two voices right behind us, before two lights can be seen illuminating their half of the room, blinding the bastard momentarily, and when he's composed himself, he looks back at where he entered to find two unicorns standing guard.

"What the- You two!"

Standing right in front of the only door in the room are Ollie and Load, horns shining brightly, locking the door and glaring at Dirt Cheap. Turns out i'm not the only one he scammed, and they want retribution.

"Well hello there, if it isn't out dear landlord. You know, its been awfully convenient that you've never came back to talk to us after selling us the house. Why would that be hmmmm?"

"What is the meaning of this? I suggest that you-"

"Maybe its because the house had none of the things you promised to us, hon? Where's our rotating bed?"

"Now listen here-"

"We were supposed to have mirrors on all the walls on the room too!" Ollie approaches the sleazy pony, cutting him off and then poking him with his horn.

"Yeah, and a bathroom with transparent walls!" The other adds, also poking him in the chest, pushing him backwards.

"I don't appreciate-"

"You know, we might be filthy rich, but it doesn't mean we like being robbed of our money. So tell us, Dirt, where's our glass cabinet to hold all our toys at hmmmm?"

Being constantly shut off, the prick walks backwards until he hits something with his rump, on somepony to be exact, a certain older looking donkey sitting on a dusty couch, who lights a candle on a small table right next to her, then smiles down on the poor scared stallion.

"Hello dear, how are you doing? It's been a while, hasn't it? It almost feels like ten long years have passed, and you haven't even though of come to visit this poor aging lady. Where are your manners, honey?"

"Umm..."

Moving her hoof to the side of the couch, she holds onto a metal bat and smacks it into her other hoof, then her smile fades and is replaced by the biggest frown i hope to Celestia is never directed at me.

"You owe me a thousand bits, cabrón."

Surrounded by all sides by a gathering of very angry creatures, the stallion in the middle whimpers and puts his tail between his legs. Scared beyond his wits, he starts shouting at us, spinning and pointing at each one of us.

"You can't do this to me! This is extortion! I'll call the guards on you, on every single one of your despicable creatures! They'll arrest you, you'll live your miserable lives behind bars! You'll-"

Is all he could say before coming face to face to a floating pony with white fur, grey mane and black eyes, standing there ominously, giving out a cold aura that makes the hairs on his fur stand on edge, not breaking eye contact.

"Boo."

In that moment, i thought that if not for his unfortunate name and sleazy habits, Dirt Cheap could have had a great future as an opera singer.

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This day off turned out great, i got a whole day to rest from work, i got myself a bottle of wine to enjoy with a book I've been meaning to read for a while now, i have the company of this translucent girl to share this evening with and i don't stink for once.

Oh yeah, and we scared Dirt Cheap so bad he dropped the entire payment plan for my house, essentially giving it away for free.

Now this is what i call solving a problem, gonna scratch that off my list of on-going issues so i can start enjoying life again. All i need to do now is deal with Cookie; the lusty co. said that their research is going to come to a close very soon, so i won't have to worry for too long. Until then, i'll give her company, as per her request.

It might sound odd of me to say, but i'm actually enjoying her presence as of late. Her slightly grown-up form is way more calm, as in not waking me up in the middle of the night nor trying to shove her filly bits on my face calm. Sometimes it feels hard to expel the lewd thoughts going on my head, but with her behaving like a well-mannered little filly, i can feel a semblance of normalcy in this house. I'll miss her once she's gone, just a little bit.

Speaking of which, she's sitting- yes, sitting, not floating- next to me on the sofa while i read this story for us both. It's a bit chilly, but i got a warm blanket over me, so being near to her for long doesn't bother me, and it isn't as annoying as when she was a screaming little ice cube. This is very cozy, just laying there and enjoying the evening together.

Flipping through a page and reading it out loud, Cookie scoots a bit closer to me. Then a little bit more, then again and again, until we're touching bodies, with this blanket separating us both. I look at her, and surprise surprise, she's looking directly into my soul.

"Yes? Is there a problem?"

"I feel cold."

No shit, you're a ghost. "Want me to light up a candle or something?"

"No, it's ok."

I look at her with uncertainty, then mutter "Alright" before going back to the reading. This time, i get a few minutes of quiet reading unmolested before she starts rubbing against me. I stare at her quizzically and all she does is stare back at me and shrug. Well, ok i guess, somepony's feeling a bit feely-touchy. I go back to the book at hoof, but it doesn't take long before i'm assaulted once again, but this time she lifts the covers and sneaks in it and huddles up to me.

"Hey, hey! Chill, chill! You're cold, don't get that close!"

"Mister, i'm cold. I wanna stay here, please?"

Fuck, she's giving the pleading eyes. Ugh, curse her and her adorableness. Whatever, she's only staying here for so long, so let her enjoy her time as best as she can.

"... Alright, alright, you can stay. This time."

She smiles at that, and this time actually goes to look at the book. It feels a little bit strange to not be stared at after all this time, being the center of attention of this filly for so long. She starts flipping the page herself, so i don't have to read it out loud anymore, i just focus on my own. A shiver goes up on my neck when she rests her head on me. It's been a long time since I've been this comfortable around somepony before...

This time our roles switch, while she's looking at the book i in turn look at her. Her soft fur is pressing against mine, delicate hoofs crossed holding half of the book while i hold the other half, short soft breathing going in and out of her nostrils, and her head leaning against me. Celestia, she's really pretty when i start to think about it... Even though her body temperature is negative, heat spreads through my own. What i wouldn't give to have a pretty marefriend like her just cuddling up to me on a chilly night... I better calm down, i don't want to let last few nights of existence be with a creep ogling her.

The filly is insatiable, however, because it doesn't take long before she starts rubbing more and more against me. This is getting uncomfortable for me, but i stay silent on the matter. Just let the filly enjoy her last moments in peace... Her sides, her hoofs, and now even her neck and head are cuddling up to me, like she has an itch that won't go. And then starts breathing pretty deep and hard from her mouth. Uh...

"Missy, are you ok...?"

It's all i can mutter before her neck cracks, rotating to look me directly into my eyes and pouncing me onto my side and holding me down. What the tartarus, where did she get all that strength?

"It feel so cold, mister. So, so, so cold. It itches, it hurts, it pricks, it burns all over."

Shit, something's wrong! Her voice is echoing all over the room, and i can't move! Her little hoofs are holding me in place, i can't budge! Her fur is starting to get more and more transparent, is she reversing back?!

"I'm so lonely, mister. It's been so long since I've felt another pony's heat. Another's heartbeat. It feels so cold."

"Cookie, what's going on?! What do you want?"

"I want your heat inside of me."

"What?!"

She flips me on my back and gets atop of my belly, lays down on me and rubs herself all over my body, her eyes losing the white irises that she had and are replaced with pitch black eyes.

"I want to feel your heartbeat, i want to feel you pulsating inside of me. I want to feel again. I want to feel heat. I'm so cold."

Rubbing her chest against me, her head right above my heart and her rump on my crotch, she's sucking up my warmness. Shit, what came over her?! Is she trying to sap me? This isn't the way i thought i was going to go!
Breathing through her mouth, she's taking her damn time feeling me up, trying to suck up as much heat as she can. When she has had enough, she lifts up and sits on her haunches right on my sheathe and rubs her crotch on it, giving me a full view of her private parts. I'd crank up my body to try and pry her off me, but my limbs are stuck to the ground. Shit, they i can't feel them! Did she freeze me on the ground?!

She's rotating her pussy slowly around me crotch, dampening it and sucking dry my heat, her flat crotchboobs with their nipples erect standing right above it. If not for the threat of my life, i'd be enjoying this view, although it seems that my penis does not care very much for that and decides to say hello to its wet friend. Slowly coming out from its hiding place, she grinds on it, going up and down as it grows in size, smearing her juices all over it.

When it gets to a full mast, she starts using it as a scratching pole for her pussy, grinding on my medial ring on clit, the little button refusing to hide inside of her as it frictions on me as her bottom practically kisses me penis and coats it as much as possible in lube, preparing me for whats to come.

"Cookie? Cookie?! Listen, i'm sorry for what i did, i didn't mean to harm you, i admit that I've crossed the line before, but please, don't suck my life out! We'll be able to save you in a few days, i promise, but don't kill me!"

"I don't want you dead. I want you. Inside me."

Is all she says before devouring my cock with her lower lips. Everything went in on one go, medial ring and all. She's certainly grew up, before, i had to force to get everything to fit. Is that what she wants, sex? Then why is she being so weird about it, and why's she making me feel so goddamn cold inside? Is some sort of ghost instinct waking up inside of her? Shit, i hope i can get out of this safely.

She grabs on to my hind hoofs, rigid from the ice that's keeping them on the ground, and stands up using them as leverage so stay on her own two hoofs, keeping the tip of my penis inside her. With how translucent she's becoming, i can actually see it through her belly, the tips there, i can see me cock inside of her. When she feels she's stable, she lowers herself down on my member, engulfing it whole again. There it is, i'm inside her, all the way... My dick shouldn't be possible to go all that deep inside a filly, this is bizarre.

Losing her balance, she falls on my chest with us two still connected to each other. She hugs on tight onto me and starts lifting her rump up and down on me, her tight little hole expelling her juices mixed with my pre-cum out of her from the lack of space that there is with me filling her insides whole. My body is restricted, so even though my hips are screaming to help pound her little rump, i can't do a thing but cringe . It seems as that emotions is being conveyed through my face, because she looks at me and seems to understand what's wrong.

"Don't move. Don't waste energy, your heat is all mine. Fill me with it, make me feel whole again."

Putting her front hoofs on the ground besides me, she gets some leverage and starts pounding, no, smacking my hips with hers with an unholy speed that I've never seen before. Shit, not even when i'm into the mood i can move that fast, what is this?! My dick has no time to process that it's halfway out of her before being slammed down inside her cold nethers, she's practically milking me out like a pumping machine!

The most wet of sounds echoes through the room alongside our labored breath, her crotch meeting mine splashes our juices onto the floor and our bellies, her pussy kissing my hips with each thrust leaving its shape on me with sticky goo as it comes out of her, my medial ring feels like its being toyed with, being squeezed out of her tight entrance, having a millisecond of breathing room then being pumped back in again with no space to breathe, it's being frantically rubbed against her lips, going in and out more then her insides.

But the most overwhelming part is on my head, my flare is being crushed by her walls. There isn't a single spot that isn't being hit on, her tight canal is squeezing down on it like it wasn't supposed to be able to fit there, and it most likely isn't, but Cookie gives me no mercy and pushes it into her deepest part with no remorse. It feels less like i'm pushing her insides and more like her insides are pushing on me, squeezing me as tight as it can. The underside of my flare is being held onto, my urethra is leaking non-stop and mixing with her own lubrificant, its coating my cock in a lewd concoction that's making me tingle super hard.

And, at the very center of her, where only the top of my flare can touch, i can feel it, faintly, a small localized heat. It isn't my dick's, there's something very small and hot inside of her, kissing the head of my cock with every push as if it was coaxing my own out of me. I can't handle this, i'm going to cum soon! Every little millimeter that my flare expands, it increases the amount of area i can feel her clamping down on me, this is too much-

"Give me everything. Spurt your hot goo inside of me, i want to feel you, i want to be with you, now and forever, you won't ever leave me. Your heat will help me live."

I cum- hard, the hardest I've come in my entire life, i shoot a load, a single long string of load inside of her, that doesn't stop going and going. I think my balls are emptying out, because i'm not stopping, after a spurt ends, another comes to fill more and more of her, none of if seems to erupt outside of her, like she's swallowing it all up. My flare is coated in my jizz, its being squeezed up even further, i can't handle this! This is too mu-

"You're mine. Let's be together, always."

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I open my eyes. I dreamt of it again. I've been every night, for the last month. The next morning after that happened, i woke up alone, on the floor. It seems like i passed out from the experience, it was too rough for me to handle. Cookie, really gave me a scare that night, i wasn't able to get up for a few hours after going lucid. When i could, i drank some water, and walked to Maria's house. I didn't want to be alone.

I told her that something bad happened to me and Cookie, but i didn't want to explain what, just that we needed a day away. She pushed and pressed on, but i wasn't having any of that. If anything, i wanted to forget about it. She didn't like it, but it seems like she could see how scared i was, so it was left at that.

I went to work, came back home, to find the house was empty. Sure, i was scared shitless from that night, but i couldn't feel worried for the little filly. I thought "Maybe she needs some time away again" and just went to sleep. It was only a week later that i realized that something felt wrong. No longer i could feel the usual chill on the house, nor any eyes prying at my back when i wasn't looking. Was she still there at all?

Later, the boys came and had their spell ready to banish her. But, we really couldn't find her, no matter how hard we tried or called for her. They spent a whole week bunked in there waiting for her to arrive, but no dice. When they eventally grew bored of it, they told me that when she shows up, i could call them. But before i let them go, i told them that she acted bizarre before disappearing, then asked if there's any way a ghost can grow aggressive.

Consulting the book again, they came to the conclusion that a ghost on the level of a little filly really couldn't do any harm to anypony besides lowering the temperature surrounding them and going through walls. I pressed onto them, this shouldn't be all, there had to be something. Going through the tome one last time, they said that there's not really any dangers that could be had with her...

...Unless she had been fed life energy. Apparently, the undead crave for that. The more they get that, the closer they get to feeling to how they were back when they were alive, and the more they're fed, the more they grow dependent on it, lashing out if not being given more of it.

... I didn't have the courage to tell them what that entails, or what I've done with her in secret. I really seems like i was affecting her when i did those things to her. I don't know if it was for the best or worse, because she up an disappeared. Wherever she is, i hope she's ok, and that i didn't harm her in the process. I feel bad for her, it's the second time I've messed up some poor filly's life.

As much as i'd like to stay here and mope on my own misgivings, i have to work to feed myself and go through another day with this depression. Life's normal now, as normal as it gets in this neighborhood, and while it is for the best, i feel like the changes and things I've done aren't making me less sad about life. This is what i deserve, after all.

As i'm pouring myself a cup of hot coffee, i hear the doorbell ringing. Better go look who it is. Maybe it's Maria, she's still helping me with the food situation somedays, bless her heart. Trotting to my front door, i open it, but instead of finding an aging donkey, i find... Who's this? It's a unicorn filly with a very light pink coat and dark mane.

"Hey, pops! How's it goes? Ooh, is that coffee i smell? I want some too!"

"What the, hey-"

Who's this girl? She shoves me aside and enters my house, goes to the table in the kitchen and starts drinking from my cup! Who the heck has that kinda nerve!

"Hey! Little girl, i don't know who raised you, but you shouldn't go entering strangers house, drinking their stuff, i should go call-"

While she sits there, sipping on my drink, as a cloud goes by outside, diminishing the sunlight pouring through the kitchen's window, making the room darker, and there i see this filly's coat turn from pink to translucent white, her eyes from green to black with white irises, peering at me, unmoving, focused.

"-Call... call... your, parents... Cookie?"

"Yeah, it's me! Sorry for going away a while, i wanted to explore the city! It's been so long since I've been able to go out and look at ponies! Oh, did you know? They opened up an ice cream store in the corner down the street! It's so yummy! Can you take me there next time you're free?"

"... I thought you were gone... Are you, alive?"

"Hmmm, i don't know, mister! I feel alive, but there's a little bit of cold growing in me. I missed how hot you make me feel inside. But i won't have to worry about being alone anymore! I'm staying with you here, forever! So... Don't leave me, alright? I don't want to feel cold anymore."

The house feels chilly again, the pressure in the air that hasn't been there returned, and the ghost is back. I really hate freeloaders. But i think this one is here to stay.

Author's Note

That's the end folks! I have some extra chapters planned, but i won't be publishing them until i feel a bit better at writing, so this story is considered finished. Thanks a lot for everyone who liked and commented on it!

I have a few more stories planned out, so keep an eye out if you liked this one! I'll take a short break beforehand though, so until then!

Chapter 1

"Celestia damned teats, i reek,"

I grunt as i walk away from the docks. I'm glad that my ex-colleagues managed to hook me up with a job close to the port, but hauling fish isn't the most fulfilling of jobs i'd think i would end up with. Not to mention the smell.

Thankfully no pony's here to sense the stank, at this hour of the night the streets are all empty, aside from a few stray cats eating litter on the ground. My old neighborhood, while not a paragon of cleanliness, it may as well be one compared to this one. Half-eaten fruits thrown on the sidewalk, some fish heads no doubt from some feather brain who doesn't know how to work the trash, somepony puked on the entrance to an alleyway, and i'm pretty sure i stepped on cat piss earlier too. Earlier today, i'd cringe from the idea, but now, it merely adds to my stench.

I have the address of my new residence in hoof, trying to remember the route i took yesterday from there to work so that i wouldn't get lost. I'm not too worried for burglary, i doubt some street punk is going to try anything funny with somepony my size, but i am sick of this smell.

"That's what i get for buying the cheapest place known to ponykind."

Finally arriving at the place, i pause for what i think may be the third time as i look at it. Sure, this isn't the best part of town, the trash-ponies could visit the place more often, but the flat looks ok. The paint's chipped, the place is small and the neighboring houses are glued to my walls, but from what i could check on my visit, there were no major problems to be wary of.

I smell bullshit. And it ain't coming from me.

"Can't wait to get to bed and find out that the house is fucking infested or something."

I open the door, and with great willpower i refrain from slamming it shut, the neighboring lights are out and no one wants to wake up at 3 in the morning because of a smelly sailor. Going straight to the bathroom, i fear i'll have to invest more of my savings on towels if i don't want to have to wash them everyday.

After cleaning my fur, i go upstairs to my room to get some Celestia-damned deserved shuteye.

"What kind of mule puts the bathroom on a different floor from the bedrooms. I bet this ain't the only reason why this place's cheap, and i swear that when i find out i'll let that dirtbag who sold it to me regret not telling me about it."

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"Harder Ollie, oh do it harder on my ass!"

"I'm gonna wreck your tailhole you slut! I bet you were looking forward to this when you jerked off on the bathroom of the train you filthy whore!"

"Yes! Yes! I'm a filthy whore! Put me in my place! Break the bed!

"IT'S 7 IN THE FUCKING MORNING! SOME PONIES NEED TO SLEEP!"

I knew there was a catch to all of this. All i wanted was to rest.

"Ugh, time to get up, i guess. Because SOME FUCKERS DON'T KNOW HOW TO FUCK QUIETLY IN THE MORNING!"

"You hear that, Load? You can't keep your filthy voice down, now the entire neighborhood knows you're a bitch!"

"Yes! I'm a bitch! I'm a biiiitch!"

"I need some coffee."

Tossing the bed sheets to the ground, i groan and grumble. Great, i try to avoid giving a bad impression, and i get this in return. Didn't knew that the walls were this thin, should've checked.

Going down the stairs, i enter the kitchen, loaded with some basic stuff i brought over before going to work. Space's ok, not big but not tiny either, i open the cupboards and look around. No signs of roaches, nor rats or any woodland creature trying to be a cheeky freeloader. Good, at least this seems fine, for now, but i can still smell the bullshit in the air.

Speaking of which, maybe i should clean this floor later today, my hoofs left a mess on the wooden floor. Ignore that for now, i barely slept and i need something to fill my belly, i'll go outside, the deviants noises are as loud outside as it is inside.

Trotting out with a mug of cappuccino, i notice that the other neighbor's already there, an older looking donkey from the looks of it, brown fur and black mane held on a bun, wearing a silk scarf on her neck. She's sitting on a rocking chair and knitting something. She notices me as soon as i'm at the door and calls me over. Hopefully this one isn't annoying as the other two.

"¡Buenos dias! Ustedes son mi nuevos vecinos, ¿no?"

What the fuck did she just say to me, did she insult my mother?

"Hahahaha! Oh, the reactions never get old! Pardon me dear, where are my manners. I'm Maria, and i'm assuming you're our new neighbor, yes? It's been a while since we got a new one, and i was getting worried i'd have no one else to share these two perverts with!"

"Oh, um, nice to meet you, i guess. Name's... wait, what do you mean another? And i'm not getting my hoofs anywhere near those two!"

"Don't worry about that dear, it's just that this house gets sold very often, so i'm used to getting new ponies every once in a while. I'm also not keen on them, but with how loud and, well, quirky they are, you end up in the middle of their hijinks one way or another. Now you on the other hand, my, you're such a don juan..."

"I ain't interested in aging ladies, and what do you mean it gets sold often? Shit, i knew that the price was too good to be true, and- wait, what do you mean quirky?!"

"Oof, to the point aren't you? Te atraparé algún día. Oil Pump and Loadsamoney like to get intimate in interesting ways. I'm not one to gossip, but since you're the new resident, i'll fill you in. They say that they're rich noblemen from Canterlot, and they come here some days to take off steam."

"Some days? If they're so rich, then why don't they get a motel or something in Canterlot where there's actual noise dampening and not bother anyone with their fucking?"

"Why, to escape from their families dear, not everyone can handle the married life, so they come here to sort their 'businesses' away from prying eyes. Especially those of their wives. So they bought the place some years ago!"

"Great. On one side i have two adulterers, the other some aunt who can't stop giving me bedroom eyes. Now what's up with the ponies on this house moving out?"

"How about you invite me in and we can show those two how to really break the bed, hombre?"

"Goodbye."

I get back inside and lock the door, just to be sure. Now i can see why the house's cheap. No one wants to get sexually harassed by them, no wonder that sleazy son of a whore sold it for cheap. Well, fuck him, because the money's tight and i'm not going to hunt for another place and lose the rest of the bits that I've got. I'll just bear with it, and then i'll look for someplace else before i pop a vein.

Going to my room, i groan as i flop onto the bed. If i have to take a guess, the noises outside aren't going to stop anytime soon because Celestia hates me, so i grab my pillow and press it against my ears. What a great day off, i meet the ponies who i'm going to live around with and they can't keep it in their pants. I should be taking care of the house, but i'm too tired, i'll just sleep today off and organize everything next time.

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* Ring ring*

* Ring ring*

* Riiiiiiiiiiiing riiiiiiiiiing*

"Oh for the love of-"

Throwing the pillow on the wall, i look around. The light coming from the window's dim, so at least it seems like i slept for a good amount. The doorbell ringing's getting on my nerves, so i rush downstairs to take care of it, bedmane be damned.

Throwing the door open, i glare at the offender. Oh great, its one of my trashy cousins. I know exactly what's going to go down, and my patience for the day has already been depleted.

"Heeeeeey cuz, how're you doing? Auntie told me you moved here! Say, I've been around the block, there are some cool clubs nearby, and i thought that i could crash in-"

"No, not in a thousand years no, go away."

"No no no no man, this ain't it, listen to -"

"No, go away, now."

"You can't just do this man! Every time one of us come to you and you do this!"

"Not only i can, but i am doing this right now. Go away before i call the authorities on you."

I hate these guys. I have to keep my voice stern, but i don't want to yell at them, it wouldn't help me to aggravate them further. Now, if only he wasn't so loud, the neighbors wouldn't have noticed. Shit, they're looking through the windows, this dumbass just had to raise his damn voice, didn't he.

"Oh screw that, i know you got kicked from the navy! The ponice won't come to help you! I bet they hate your guts!"

That's it, I've had enough. I get closer to this idiot and look down on him.

"Look here, 'cuz'. I'm going to say this only once, so tell this to your sisters too. If you come here again looking for a free place, i won't be so gentle on you. The ponice will come, not for me, but to try and find out who beat you up bloody red, now do i make myself clear or will we have a problem here?"

"Hey, hey now cuz... sorry for sayin' that, no need to get violent, i'm- i'mna just go alright, and maybe when you've chilled out i can-"

"If you come back here you will be going back home in a cast."

"K thanks bye!"

Whimpering and with his tail between his legs, he runs away. Good, i hope he pass the message to his sisters, i am so tired of having to deal with them, no matter how many times i say no they come back. Celestia, the neighbors were watching, Maria's at the porch and two unicorns have their heads popping out of the window, i guess they must be Ollie and Load. The donkey raises a mug, offering me something to eat, but i'm just not in the mood. I go back inside and to my room.

I don't feel like doing anything anymore for today, i just lay there, looking at the ceiling, thinking of what my life has come to. Lost my job, got another one that pays half of what i used to make, had to move out to this circus, i can still feel the smell of fish on my coat and my family won't stop pestering me. I hate this, it's better to not dwell on it, i have to be prepared for my shift tomorrow.

Before i notice, sweet sleep takes over me.

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It's cold, too goddamn cold. Shit, don't tell me that the walls are this thin, i remember closing the windows to keep the noise away, it shouldn't be this cold. This day can't get any better can it.

Shuffling in bed, i open my eyes to look at the window and-

Two black eyes with white irises peer at me. A little horn, parting the white mane into two bangs to the sides, coat as white as a sheet of paper and little hoofsies standing on my barrel.

What. What's happening? What is a filly doing in my room? Why is she here, at whatever hours of the night it is right now, looking down at me and how long has she been there?

I think this is the point where ponies would freak the fuck out and piss their pants while screaming bloody murder at the creepy child watching them sleep. However i'm a blue-collar worker who has to go out to a boat in a few hours and my sleep was interrupted by whomever this is after a stressful day.

"Who the fuck are you and what are you doing in my house?!"

"My house."

"What? This isn't your house little girl, now get outta here before i-"

In my rage i try to grab the filly to push her away from me, only to feel my hoof getting colder and see it going straight through this foal and out of her back, her eyes trailing my hoof then going back to stare directly into my eyes.

No only can i smell bullshit, now i can see it too, looking back at me.

Chapter 2

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

"Maria, open up! Right now!"

The donkey unlocks her door frantically, still wearing her night gown and with an eye mask sitting on her forehead, looks at me with panicked eyes.

"What, what is it hombre?! What happened?!

"Explain that!"

I point to inside her house, there in the wall lies the ghost filly, upside down and with only half of her body on this side, still peering at me with those dark eyes. The older lady takes a heavy sigh and calms down before addressing me.

"Oh, it's just her. Seriously, you almost gave me a heart attack! You shouldn't be scaring creatures this late at night y'know? I thought you were being robbed!"

"What do you mean it's just her?! There's a damn ghost right there and that's your reaction?!"

"Sí, it's just the ghost filly that lives in there. Dirt Cheap didn't tell you about her i'm guessing, he never tells anyone. Congratulations, you got scammed, you bought a haunted house. I'm going back to sleep now, have a good night."

"Wait, you still have to explain this to me!"

"Hombre, it's like, what, 2 in the morning? I can tell you when the sun's up, but for now i need my beauty sleep. Now you can go back to your place, or we can go to my bed, your pick."

Oh for the love of, i'm not going to be able to sleep properly without getting an explanation.

"Tsk, look, i have work in a few, and i'll try to come by late afternoon, and then you'll tell me everything you know, alright? This is seriously not the kind of surprise i was expecting from this place."

"Oh? So you're not running away? My, that's refreshing, everyone takes one look at that harmless girl and then they flee. You know what, i'll tell you everything later. But for now, good night to both of you."

Maria closes her door and i grumble, at least i'm going to get some answers for this. I wish i could resolve this before going to bed, this will stress me out at work. I go back to my place, and in the same spot in the wall that i pointed at inside Maria's, she's there, still looking at me. I wish she would stop doing that.

"It's my house..."

"Not anymore, i have the papers. I'll deal with you later."

Dragging myself back to my room, i glare back at the intruder, who's floating around me and going through the walls instead of using the doors. Rude. It's also cold to be around her, i'm starting to shiver a little.

"Now listen here, you little bugger, i'm going to sleep, and i don't want to hear nor see nor feel you around me while i'm on bed, you hear? I have to work and i'm not going to let you keep me awake. I need that job, and you're technically invading my place."

"Mine..."

Great, that's all she knows what to say. Stomping hard into my bed, i cover myself and try to sleep. I think she went away because i don't feel as cold anymore. Good. I'll count sheep to fall asleep, failing that, i'll think of ways of how to get back at sleazeball Dirt Cheap for doing me dirty like that. I knew i shouldn't have trusted that dude...

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Ponies shuffle away from me as i return from work. Today's been a shit day, found out i have a ghost under my roof against my wishes, i smell so bad that everypony in a twenty feet radius gag and i got chewed up by my boss for going away early on my shift. I assured him it was because of a home problem, but he wasn't buying any of that. I really fucking hope he won't dock my payment because of that.

If he does, i'll charge the ghost for that.

Getting close to home, i can see Maria on her porch, knitting again. She waves at me but immediately puts her hoof to her nose and shoos me away. Yeah, yeah, i'll take care of this and then i'm coming for you.

Opening my door, i examine the surroundings. The little terror doesn't seem to be anywhere to annoy me. Does she only come out at night? I've no idea how ghosts work, i had a buddy at boot camp who would study the occult, but i doubt he'd answer my calls after my discharge. I have no idea how or where to begin looking at this, so he'll be my only option.

After showering and grooming, i go straight to Maria's. She stopped her work and seems to be looking at my house, probably thinking of the little burden in there.

"So, are you going to tell me everything now? I got in trouble with the boss for coming home early, so i expect you to fill me in on this."

"Oh, so sorry about that dear, why don't i make up for that? Come inside, we can chat there and i'll make you some tea."

"I am coming inside, but you better drop with your flirting. Please. I am so tired, i haven't had a proper rest for a long while now, all i want is to know what's going on so i can solve my problem and rest."

She looks at my tired face, and smiles sadly, hopefully she'll tone it down. Opening the door to her home, she guides me to the living room, which seems to be at around the same size as mine, with various photos adorning the walls and crochets on the furniture. I sit down on a small couch while she goes to the kitchen side of the room.

"Sorry about that dear, it gets awfully lonely around here, with the other two neighbors staying only for a few days at most, and while the boys are gentleman, i can't exactly accompany them with their activities."

"It's ok, i just want a break from this lunacy. Now, tell me what's with the ghost ."

"Well dear, i don't have the full story. I've been here for a while now, but the poor filly has been haunting the house for far longer then i have lived here. Poor thing must feel so alone..."

"And for long have you even been here? It's the first time that i personally hear about an actual honest-to-Celestia ghost, shouldn't somepony have taken care of it by now?"

Coming back from the kitchen, the donkey sets a tray of tea in front of me with some biscuits. Taking some, i eat them with the drink as i listen to Maria talk.

"I've been living here for ten whole years, and as soon as i arrived, why, i saw the neighbors running out, screaming curses with their luggage in tow; maybe the filly met them as soon as they arrived. I'll be honest with you, at first i was also scared, but she never entered my house. My, she never even bothered saying a word to me! I've never been ghosted this bad before in my life!"

"Please take this more seriously, lady."

"Haha, ok ok, you can't blame me for that one. As i was saying, she never bothered me so i never had any problems, if anything, i'd say its a little exciting to be able to say 'I live next to a haunted house!'. I was curious about the situation, so i went snooping around, found the old owners of this residence, and i spoke to them and asked what exactly happened to the filly..."

A short silence. Is she really going to stop now?

"And that is? Don't leave me hanging like that."

"It's sad to say, in your house lived a couple with a cute little daughter. At first they loved each other fiercely, but after a short while they started fighting. They started arguing pretty frequently, so the mother moved away. The father worked long shifts, so he had to leave the foal alone since he couldn't afford a babysitter. One day, he came back home and found her fallen by the stairs, neck sprained. He moved away not long after that; and before ponies noticed, the filly's ghost had been wandering around the house."

Ow. What a depressing way to go. That's actually making me sad now, shit.

"Oh. That's very... sad."

"Mhm. No one would buy the place, and no one ever came to visit, so the ghost just stayed there as is ever since... That is, until that hijo de puta Dirt Cheap bought the house, and then began his scheme. Sell the property for cheap to ponies who live far away and don't know about the situation, let them get spooked, then buy back at a profit; rinse and repeat. Me and the boys started taking bets as to how long ponies would last before fleeing, but you spoilsport decided to stay, so i guess no one's getting the money. Thank you for that."

"Fucking asshole, i knew it was too good to be true. Well, jokes on him, because that house is mine now, and that ghost's going away!"

"What? Silly, you can't drive a ghost away from the place it died on! What can you do, shove her out the wall? Not to mention that would be very cruel of you."

"Well, i'm not keen on letting some grub live in my house and not help pay the bills, not to mention that i don't want to live with a foal running around. She already woke me up yesterday while i was trying to sleep and i can't imagine what shenanigans she's going to do!"

"I think that you're taking this too far. She's a little filly!"

"It's my damn right to, and i'm going to! Now all i need to do is find a unicorn who knows about this apparition thingamabob and send her to wherever she was supposed to go to when she died."

"Wait... you're going to try and make her come to peace with her death?"

"It's either that or the vacuum cleaner, which i doubt will work very well."

"... Thank you dear. I mean it."

She gives me a content smile. Huh, color me surprised, it seems like the cares a lot for that fuzzy ball of ectoplasm.

"Now dear, that's all i have to say to you. I wish i knew more, but the ponies who lived around here moved away long ago. I guess they found the place to be too depressing after the incident."

"Alright, thanks for the help, that clears some things up. Let me help you with the dishes."

I get up, but before i can touch the cups, she shushes me and asks me to sit down again.

"Oh no no no no, that's quite ok, let me clean it up for you. Could you possibly answer me one teensy question before you go, though? That commotion the other day..."

Oh fuck me sideways, she had to go there and ask didn't she. I hate having to explain that to poni- er, creatures.

"Why won't let your cousins stay with you? The place isn't that big, but you seem to stay most of the day out at work, maybe you could work things out?"

"Pardon me ma'm, but i don't think you know how shitty those family members can be. All they do is party, drink, and take no responsibility for themselves. They barely work and they keep munching off their parents; and it pisses me off, i worked hard to get where i am today without ever asking for help, and i will not stand having one of those pain in the flank stay at my house, living their carefree life under my watch."

"My, such conviction. I wish i had family members of my own to share a room with, but if that's what you think, i won't impose. Are you saying that because that's really what you believe, or is it because you want to be alone?"

"Both. I want peace to have a good night of sleep, and i don't want ponies taking advantage of me either."

"Hm. Well, i hope you come to peace with that, living alone by yourself can be quite sad. Thanks for chatting with me today, maybe if you have the time you can come again and chit chat?"

As long as you keep it in your pants.

"I'll be trying to help my little guest pass on, after that i'll see if i have time to come talk to you. Thanks for the tea."

"It's no problem dear, good bye."

That was productive. After offering to help her one more time and being refused, i turn back to my own home. As soon as i open the door, she's there, peering at my soul, not saying a thing. She's just there, floating.

"... If you were a little bigger, then i could call this creepy."

She's not responding, as if she's ignoring my comment. Shrugging, i go to my room. I really don't want to share my place with a little filly, of all things. I'll try calling my old bud and see if i can get anything to solve this.

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"Tch, no dice, he won't answer."

Not surprising, i wasn't very popular when i left. I wish i knew any other unicorn who was an occult nerd. I'd call dad, but i don't want to worry him too much about my situation, i can take care of this by my-

"You smell like dad."

... Huh? Oh, she spoke to me.

"Do i now? What, your father work with fish?"

"Mm, he used to"

Maybe he worked at the docks too. No wonder he spent so many hours away, sad for the kid. It seems like she's done talking for now, but she comes closer to me alongside the chills.

"Hey now, can you leave me some space young la-"

She touches me.

Like, her body is touching mine. It's cold, but i can faintly feel fur touching mine. That's creepy, i thought i was supposed to go through her. This can't be a thing... I'll try my hoof.

"..."

Yep, i can touch her. I have to be gentle it seems, if i push too much i'll go through her. I've heard a lot of stories about ghosts, but none about me being able to touch them. Now that i take my time to really look at her, i see this small white semi-transparent filly, alone in this room with me, with her dark eyes peering attentively at me...

"Shit, this isn't good."

I sit up and get away from her, i try anyways, she keeps following me. I don't want this, i don't want to touch her, this is wrong, it's very very wrong. I go to my bedroom and close the door on her.

...Only for her to phase through it, the rude bugger.

"Listen here, i'm going to bed. Don't touch me, and most importantly, don't wake me up, y'hear? I need to work tomorrow."

"...Dad slept with me."

Shit shit shit

"We're not sleeping together. Now go away, go haunt some other room."

My pleas fall on deaf ears. She isn't getting closer, but she's staying in the room. I don't know if she has a fixation on me because maybe i resemble her dad, or if she's trying to spook me, because her eyes haven't left me ever since i first entered this house. Crap.

I move to the bed, and look away from her however i can still feel her gaze boring into my skull . This isn't good, i need to focus, and go to sleep. Tomorrow's a new day, tomorrow i can work on this filly. Don't think about it, and just go to sleep. Just.
Go.
To.
Sleep.