Lone Girl: Squeeze and twist her breasts until they hurt
From Create Your Own Story
| Important Info | ||
| Inventory of Ghost | ||
| Lacy black bra | ||
| Condition of Intruders | ||
| Lone Girl Frightened and Surprised, Rest Fine | ||
| Intruder Sightings of Ghost | ||
| None | ||
| Rating | ||
| Hardcore | ||
Your spectral hands grab her breasts, her skin bloating out behind your fingers as you squeeze. You don't a damn if you hurt her, she'll live, not that you will ever again. Your fingers rub over her skin like sandpaper, scraping roughly over her white skin. As you bump her brown nipples she cringes in pain, your reformed rough hands making her experience pain. You laugh quietly to yourself, the noise of your laugh being turned into a maniacal and ethereal noise. Being right behind the girl, your laugh echoes in her ear, making her gasp and sob rapidly in a panic. She is beginning to realize that her assaulter was not alive.
"Please stop! You're hurting me!" she cries as she futilely tries to get your hands off of her large breasts although she is unable to due to her restraints.
"You haven't felt anything yet." you whisper in her ear.
You suddenly squeeze her breasts with some actual force. Even without your full strength, her breasts pop out between your fingers. The girl cries in pain as you squeeze her, moving your hands around her jugs and switching up where you apply the force. Being a spirit, you are able to perform some actions that otherwise would be inconvenient or even impossible for humans. You begin twisting your hands around, her breasts turning towards each other as your arms pass through the girl's body. The girl watches on in pain as her breasts continuously turned a darker shade of red as they twisted around almost a full 180 degrees with a bit of effort on your part. Letting go of her breasts for a second, they flop back and down, still red from your abuse.
Your hands move to her nipples and begin tracing their outline, pushing in several inches at her breasts with the tips of your fingers. Her nipples are erect, although whether from your playing or the cold air you can't tell. You pinch them strongly between your index finger and thumb, watching them turn purple as the girl cries out. Pulling at them, you are able to get the nipples out almost four inches with some effort. The girl continues to sob, as you let go of her breasts, allowing them to return back to normal, although her nipples remain a bit purple and slightly elongated from your pulling. Laughing, you tear the bra off as you no longer need the useless but sexy underwear, your tendrils instead take over in keeping her restrained.
Lone Girl: Caress the Girl's Body - Light
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