Ghostly Discoveries by ImoutoCommissions

Chapter 1

The first thing Jacob notices as he starts to wake up is an incredibly 
cold sensation. When he opens his eyes, he is greeted with the rather 
divine sight of Amelia's ghostly rear and girlhood, bent over on top of 
him, as she wraps her mouth around his cock. She starts sucking his 
morning wood with vigor, as excitable and eager to please as she was the 
night before, and he still is not sure what he did to be so lucky as to 
have someone like her in his life.

Rather than dwelling on that, though, he decides it is better to live in 
the moment, and if Amelia is going to do something so sweet for him 
first thing in the morning, he should do the same for her. Leaning 
forward, he is able to press his tongue inside of her otherworldly 
pussy, and as he starts eating her out, she pulls back to moan and say, 
"Good morning!" before immediately getting back to it, eager to suck him 
until she can drain his seed, wanting to taste him first thing in the 
morning.

All the while, Jacob is eager to leave her trembling with the most 
intense tongue lashing he can give her. She is left moaning pathetically 
while she sucks him off, both of them working together to get the other 
off, to make the other succumb to their pleasure. It does not take her 
very long, not with the intensity of his treatment of her, and he is not 
far behind her, unable to resist her mouth at any point.

As she comes hard, he can feel the way she tenses and pulses around his 
tongue, and at the time, his hips jerk up, as he pumps his seed into her 
eager, waiting mouth. Amelia is always happy to swallow it down, taking 
it as her morning breakfast, but as soon as she is done with that, she 
is already moving forward so that she can take even more from him, 
barely even giving him time to recover from her blow job before she goes 
to sink down on his cock, eager to be fucked.

Jacob is not complaining, especially not when he can watch the way her 
butt bounces from this angle, and she is just as tight around him as 
always, the perfect fit, an absolutely maddening sensation that he knows 
he will never be able to get enough of. Right away, she starts bouncing 
on him, falling into a hectic pace, and he is able to watch her 
bouncing, until he is not able to resist reaching out to grope at her 
butt, kneading her cheeks and making her moan that much louder.

She picks up speed as he gropes her, bouncing even faster on top of him, 
riding him with absolute abandon. Memories of the previous night come 
flooding back to him and he reaches up to her back then, and this time, 
his hands pass effortlessly through her, where he can find her ovaries 
again, pleased to find that they are just as sensitive as he remembers. 
Amelia cries out pathetically when he touches them.

"Please, please keep doing that!" she begs him, and he is all too 
willing to follow that order. "Please keep playing with my...with 
my...squishies!" He nearly laughs at her sudden choice of naming for 
them, but he supposes that she would not know what they were, even if 
she knows this feels good, and that they're connected to the "pouch" 
inside of her, where he squirts all of his "white stuff."

He sits up, shifting their position effortlessly, looping his arms under 
her legs before reaching back inside as he asks, "How does it feel when 
I play with your squishies?"

"Good, good, ah!" she cries, and when they are both close, she begins 
begging him, "Please, please fill me with your hot cream!"

Once again, Jacob is helpless to do anything other than give her exactly 
what she wants, and as she comes, he is right there with her, filling 
her womb with his seed. It takes him a bit to come down from that, but 
when he finally does, he realizes that he needs to pee, and is grateful 
for her lack of weight, because if she had any, it would be bearing down 
directly on his bladder right now.

That is when a new idea occurs to him and, eager to test it out, he 
finds it is not difficult to pass through to wear he needs to, adjusting 
his cock so that he can piss directly into her bladder. He lets go with 
a groan, and the contents of his adult bladder begin to fill her much 
smaller one, until she is left squirming on top of him, surprised by the 
resurgence of a nearly forgotten sensation.

It is immediately brought to the level of desperation, as she cries out, 
"I've never had to pee this bad before! Not even when I was alive!" The 
distress and discomfort is clear on her face, and Jacob can't help but 
enjoy the way she squirms. He helps her up, reaching through to pinch 
her urethra so that she does not lose control while he carries her to 
the bathroom, squeezing her bladder a bit as he goes.

Despite the discomfort, it is pretty clear that she is enjoying the fact 
that she gets to feel something that was lost to her after her death. By 
the time he has her over the toilet, she is past the point of wetting 
herself, only able to hold out because he has assisted her. Once he lets 
go of her urethra, it all comes gushing out in full force, Amelia 
moaning a bit as she empties her bladder for the first time in so long 
that she has honestly lost count.

Once that is done, he asks, "Do you want to shower with me?" She nods 
happily, and the two of them get in the shower together. Amelia can't 
actually feel the water, but she likes the way his soapy hands feel all 
over her body, helping her to relax, before she reaches down to take his 
cock in her hands, grinning up at him as she jerks him off. He is still 
so sensitive from all they have done this morning that it does not take 
her very long to get him off, and he shoots his seed all over her body, 
making her face light up in glee.

But then she is quickly disappointed by how quickly the water washes it 
away.

Chapter 2

When the two of them get out of the shower, Amelia follows him to get 
dressed. While he holds a shirt up, she phases through it, and when he 
drops it, it takes him a moment to notice the difference. Now, she is 
wearing what looks to be a copy of his shirt, though it has been changed 
to the same shades of silver and blue as the rest of her body.

"Did you know that you could do that?" he asks her.

"Uh, no, I never really tried that before!" she replies, and the two 
decide to experiment with that. First, they discover that she can change 
back to her 'default' outfit with just a thought, but when she tries to 
return to his shirt in the same way, it does not work. They find out 
that anything she 'puts on' in this way will go on her body, but only 
her pajamas can be put on with a thought. Anything else, she has to 
'wear' first, and then it will appear on her body.

"Alright, why don't you try this one?" he finally asks, and the shirt 
that she puts on this time serves at least as a baggy dress for her. 
"You look so cute, Amelia...by the way, do you mind if I call you Amy? 
Amelia seems more like my grandmother than my little sister." Of course, 
he knows that is because her name is a product of her time, but even so, 
he wants to have a term of endearment for her.

She blushes a darker shade of silver upon being referred to as his 
little sister, but then beams as she says, "Yes, you can call me Amy!"

"Well, Amy, I was wondering which bedroom used to be yours," he says. 
She shows him down the hall to a small room that he had been planning on 
using as a spare bedroom, not that he plans on having any company over 
anyway.

"Do you want to go shopping for some clothes that actually fit you? We 
can get stuff for your room too, and we can decorate it to look like a 
room fitting a girl of your age," he suggests.

"I'd love to!" she says, but then she quickly turns mopey as she says, 
"But I can't leave the house, I dissolve if I go too far."

"What do you mean by that?" he asks.

"If I go too far, then my body feels like it's dissolving. I come back 
together if I back up quickly enough. If I fully dissolve, I end up back 
here," she explains.

"Can you show me?" When he offers, she takes him outside to the tree 
line of the house, marking the end of the property. She braces herself 
for it to happen, but keeps going and going, her face all scrunched up. 
One eye peaks open, and she looks around in surprise, in the middle of 
phasing through one of the trees. She comes out on the other side of it.

"When should it start to happen?" he asks, a little confused.

"It should have already happened by now. Normally, even trying to touch 
a tree is enough to turn me right into mist," she explains, not quite 
understanding it herself.

"How about you keep going, and I go back to the house?" he asks. She 
seems even more confused by that, but does what he says. Before he has 
even reached the house, she is reduced to what looks like a cloud. A few 
moments later, she phases out of the door, back in her pajamas and 
pouting.

"What was the point of all that?" she asks, looking less than thrilled 
to have to come all the way back out, and having been "reset" in a way 
that means she is not wearing the clothes he picked out for her anymore.

"You stayed stable when I was out there with you, and as soon as I left 
your side, you dissolved," he replies. "I think this might mean things 
have changed a little bit since I came. It probably has something to do 
with the fact that I can see you, but...I don't think you just haunt the 
house anymore. It's possible that you're also haunting me now, so if I'm 
right about that...well, that means there's a pretty big chance that you 
can leave now, just as long as you're with me!"

She brightens considerably when he says that, beaming as much as a ghost 
girl like her possibly can, and he can tell just how excited she is by 
the prospect, though he really can't imagine what it must feel like for 
her. After countless years of being alone and isolated, stranded in the 
place of her death, she has not only found a companion, but also a way 
to finally leave the house.

Suddenly, her joy seems to bubble over so much that she can't contain 
herself anymore, and she throws herself at him, jumping onto him to hug 
him from behind, clinging to his shoulders and squealing in delight, the 
happiest that she has ever been. "Let's go shopping!" she cries, 
absolutely elated to be able to say something that she never thought she 
would be able to say again.

There are a lot of things she never thought she would do again, and 
plenty of things she probably never would have had the chance to do at 
all, given her untimely demise. But suddenly, Jacob has come into her 
afterlife and he has changed everything, and it is all starting to feel 
worth it. All of the years of isolation and cold start to feel worth it, 
if it means that she was just waiting for him to come along and make 
everything wonderful and warm again for her.

"Yeah, you're right, Amy," he says with a happy chuckle, moving her so 
that he can pull her into his arms. "We should definitely go shopping, 
to celebrate!" For the first time in decades, she is able to leave her 
own lawn again.

Chapter 3

As the two of them drive into town together, Amelia can barely contain 
herself, looking at everything around her. So much has changed in town 
since she died, with so many stores and homes that have popped up in 
places that she remembers being open land. She hardly even notices when 
they finally reach the small shopping mall, but when she does, she finds 
it hard to believe that this place is considered small compared to most 
malls. To her, this is bigger than anything that she can remember 
seeing.

No one gives Jacob a second glance as they go to the toy store, with 
Amelia going completely unnoticed. The toys are a bit beyond her 
understanding, but she does love the craft supplies, excited to find 
some paintbrushes that she can grip.

"What's that?" she asks, pointing to a Rubiks cube. She is amazed and 
fascinated by it, much more so than any of the other toys that she has 
seen.

Passing by an electronics store, she gawks at the flat screen TV, but 
can't understand how a picture of a TV can be moving. It takes him a 
moment to realize that she has never seen a flat screen before, and is 
trying to figure out where the rest of the TV is. He takes the time to 
try and explain it to her, and then, starts explaining home video to 
her, something that amazes her even more. She is used to just watching 
what comes on whenever it comes on, and has not really paid attention to 
what the residents of her old house were watching, finding it all too 
lonely to try an engage with.

"Do you have any favorite cartoons?" he asks, and her cheeks go that 
slightly darker shade of silver, her way of blushing.

"I like Casper the Friendly Ghost," she mumbles, and he can't help but 
tease her a bit.

"Does the little girl ghost have a crush on the little boy ghost?" he 
asks her, and her blush deepens as she tries to think of something to 
distract him from that.

"I also liked watching Star Trek reruns with my big brother!" she says.

"Oh? Which series?" he asks, and she cocks her head. "Which Star Trek 
did you guys like?" It is only after he asks that he realizes that that 
was probably after her time. Slowly, he is starting to figure out a time 
frame for when she was alive, placing it somewhere in the sixties.

It is a lot for him to take in, realizing just how much she has missed 
even with humans being in the house she lives in. There is so much that 
has changed for her, things that he has taken for granted because of how 
used to this era he is. But here she is, a little girl from before his 
time, frozen in the moment that she lost her life, doomed to never grow 
up- not that he is complaining about that part- and completely clueless 
about most changes to the world.

At the very least, he can help with the latter, and with a fairly good 
idea of what she likes to watch, he can at least help her start to get 
caught up. He can't get her one of the massive TVs that impressed her 
from outside the store, but he can at least get her one that is an 
appropriate size for a child's bedroom, and DVD and Blu Ray player, and 
several DVDs, some with the shows she used to like, and some with newer 
cartoons and sci-fi that he hopes she will enjoy as well. He can always 
come back to get her more, and to help her on her quest to get caught up 
culturally.

Up next on the agenda is the furniture store. Her room is completely 
bare, so he knows that he will have to make quite a few big purchases 
here. Still, he feels entirely prepared for it, surprised by how quickly 
he has come to care this much about her, to be willing to do so much. 
That being said, when she has absolutely no one else in the world, it 
would feel cruel not to be immediately invested in her, even 
disregarding the fact that she is perfectly his type.

When she sees the line of beds in the furniture store, it takes no time 
at all for her to take off and try and jump down all of them. Since she 
can't do much harm like this, and since no one can see her but him, he 
lets her get away with it, and she settles on a bed that her body is 
actually able to bounce off of. After that, he cuts her fun short to 
have her help him pick out a matching dresser and desk.

Everything that they do seems to excite her endlessly. A lot of the 
things they need to buy are pretty boring, things that he thinks 
ordinary kids do not enjoy shopping for. At least, he remembers being 
bored by anything that did not involve toys or electronics when he was 
her age, and since she is so confused by both of those things, he could 
have seen her not enjoying that part of the shopping trip either.

But the fact remains that everything is exciting to her, after decades 
of utter boredom, something that he can't even wrap his head around. His 
new little sister has experienced things like he will never be able to 
understand, and it will still take him some time to fully realize 
everything that she has been through before meeting him. But for now, he 
knows that, if a simple shopping trip is enough to elate her this much, 
then he is more than willing to take her anywhere she wants to go, as 
often as she wants to go. Though they have not known each other long, he 
can't help but feel like it was fate that brought them together, and he 
is willing to do anything he can to make things better for her.

Chapter 4

After that, the two of them head to a children's clothing store, where 
Amelia is really excited to play dress up, to try on everything that she 
can, now that she knows just how easy it is for her to change. She has 
Jacob hold up outfits for her to fly through and try on, so excited that 
she picks them out and phases through them faster than he can keep up 
with her, leaving him a bit dazed as she zips through outfit after 
outfit, eager to try everything that she can on, having missed the 
feeling of picking out new clothes. It is another thing that she never 
thought she would get to do again.

And she is doing her best to learn about the new fashion trends while 
she goes, since the clothes are different from what she remembers as 
well. While Jacob looks as if he is completely alone in the store, he is 
actually getting to watch a fashion show that only he can see. Not 
everything looks as good on her as it does on the shelves, since some 
outfits do not translate well to shades of blue and silver, so it 
becomes a learning process.

She still tries on everything that she can, asking, "How about this one, 
big brother?" or "Do does this make your little sister look cute?" 
Whenever she calls him that, whenever she refers to herself as his 
little sister, it is enough to fluster him quite a bit, something that 
he has to keep to himself whenever a salesperson comes by to ask him 
what he needs, and if he requires their assistance.

All the while, they are oblivious to the little girl zooming through 
outfits to try on. If he says that he is shopping for his niece, or 
sometimes, his little sister, they accept it and leave him alone, and it 
serves as a good excuse for what a lone man is doing, holding so many 
little girl outfits in the middle of the store. He does enjoy having a 
fashion show reserved for his eyes only, but then Amelia takes him by 
surprise.

"I need to pick out new underwear!" she declares, before she starts 
blushing furiously. "I want to get a training bra...my big brother used 
to tease me that I would need one soon, so..."

Jacob nearly loses it hearing her say all of this, but he is certainly 
not going to deny her. He makes sure to throw the underwear beneath the 
clothes that they have already picked out in the basket, so that they 
are hidden away, in order to make him look a little less like a massive 
pervert right now. On their way to the fitting room, he grabs some men's 
jeans at random, so that it makes sense for him to be heading back there 
completely on his own. Amelia is going to be finishing her little 
fashion show in private.

They have brought bathing suits for her to try, and she is as excited 
for each of them as she was for any of the other clothes that he got for 
her. First, she starts by modeling some modest one pieces for him, but 
by the time she has made her way to the skimpiest of bikinis, he has 
begun to wonder who, exactly, designs these sorts of bathing suits for 
little girls. Not that he is complaining at all, he just has a hard time 
believing anyone could pick something like that for a child completely 
innocently.

But then she moves onto the underwear, and he forgets it all. She stands 
before him in nothing but a powder blue pair of panties and matching 
training bra, blushing furiously, and finally, it all becomes too much 
for him to handle. From seeing her excitement in each store, marveling 
at just how cute she is, to the stabs of pity he felt when he realized 
just how alone she has been up until now, to her little fashion show as 
she modeled nearly every outfit that she could find, to seeing her 
bathing suits progressively cover less and less of her body, he has 
hardly been holding it together, and all the while, she has been calling 
him her big brother.

Now, it is far more than he can take.

With that, he bends her over and yanks her new panties down, undoing his 
pants so that he can shove his cock inside of her, clamping a hand over 
her mouth, just to be on the safe side. He has no idea what those who 
can hear her actually hear, but he definitely does not want anyone to 
hear ghostly moaning coming from the fitting room any more than he wants 
them to hear her moans of ecstasy.

It does not take very long for him to lose himself in his hectic pace, 
fucking her so hard and fast that he is glad he has her mouth covered, 
since she is left screaming for him, his hand barely able to muffle it. 
His new little sister feels so good around his cock, squeezing him in 
all the right ways, and when he needs to push past, he has no trouble 
with it, until he has pushed back her cervix, overwhelming her with 
sensation.

When she comes, it is enough to push him over the edge as well, and he 
fills her womb with his seed as they come at the same time. Like always, 
he can see his come inside of her slightly translucent stomach, and she 
looks down at it, happy as can be.

"Was that fun, Amy?" he asks her, and she gives him a dazed nod, before 
following him out so that he can pay for her new clothes. They start to 
head out of the clothing store, but suddenly, he sees her face light up 
in excitement. Before he has a chance to stop her, or ask what it is, 
Amelia has taken off in another direction, and before he can catch up to 
her, he watches her dissolve into a puff of mist.

Jacob heads out to the parking lot and gets in the car, hurrying home so 
that he can find her again. Fortunately, she is waiting for him in her 
room, pouting. "Well, what did you expect to happen?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cut things short!" she whines.

"What was it that got you so excited?" he asks, but she shakes her head.

"It's nothing...I guess since we're home now, we can get stuff set up, 
though." Since she won't tell him what took her attention, he just gives 
her a quick kiss and agrees to get started setting up.

"I promise I'll take you shopping again soon," he assures her.