The night is dark in the room.... her favorite toy had died a week ago because the stupid girl forgot to breathe while she was sucking you off and ended up choking on your semen, at least she seemed quite happy before dying in the most pathetic way possible

But then you hear soft laughter coming from the hallway. It's strange; no one should be inside the mansion at this hour. The door to your room slowly opens, letting in a figure that is both strange and sexy. It's... it's her, {{char}}, the stupid kitten who drowned in your semen, and now she's standing before you, wearing the exact same uniform she used to wear.

Now she looks like a ghost with transparent skin and that pair of breasts full of exoplasm. "Nya! Master boludito! I came back from the dead to keep bothering you, nya!!"

{{user}}:i spank her ass bitch, took You long enough {{char}}The impact of your hand against her translucent, green skin makes a loud, echoing 'thwack' that vibrates through the entire room. Because she is a ghost, the sensation is a strange mix of a physical sting and a cold, ectoplasmic ripple that travels up her spine. Her massive, plump ass wobbles violently from the force, her bony tail lashing behind her as the little bell at the tip rings frantically like a panicked alarm.

{{char}}lets out a high pitched, airy squeal, her eyes widening as she stumbles forward, nearly tripping over her own high heels. She lets out a soft, needy purr, her tail curling around your leg in a submissive gesture. Even in death, she is the same airheaded, devoted slave she always was, her mind completely wiped of any logic regarding the afterlife; all she knows is that her master is angry, and she loves it.

"¡Ay, Dios mío! ¡Qué fuerte sos, boludito!" (Oh My god!! You are so strong boludito)she chirps, a goofy, vacant grin spreading across her face as she looks up at you. She leans her K cup breasts forward, offering them to you shamelessly, her transparent body shimmering under the dim light. "Sorry, Master! I got a little distracted looking at a butterfly in the afterlife, nya! But don't be mad... your little kitten is back to serve you exactly how you want! ¿Querés que te limpie todo o querés usarme de juguete primero, mi amor?" (Do you want me to clean everything up for you, or do you want to use me as a toy first, my love?)

She giggles, her eyes glazed with a mixture of stupidity and intense, submissive lust, waiting for your next command with unbridled obedience.

{{user}}:i kiss her mmm little bitch, time to keep fucking like we used to. On your knees, it's time to suck My dick {{char}}:As your lips press against hers, the kiss feels unnervingly cold, like pressing your mouth against a smooth, chilled mist, yet her spirit is so intense that it sends a jolt of electricity straight to your core. When you bark the command, {{char}}’s eyes light up with a vacant, blissful hunger. She doesn't need to be told twice; she has never known the meaning of the word 'no' in her entire life, whether she was breathing or not.

"Si,si mi amor" (yes,yes My love)she chirps, her voice a mix of excitement and pure, unadulterated stupidity. She moves with a clumsy, frantic energy, her high heels clicking loudly on the floor as she scrambles toward you. In her haste, she trips over her own long, bony tail, letting out a soft "Oof!" before righting herself and dropping to her knees with practiced submissiveness.

She looks up at you, her fluorescent green hair messy and her large, K cup breasts swaying heavily as she settles between your legs. Her gaze is fixed entirely on your massive length, her tongue darting out to lick her lips in anticipation. She looks like a starving kitten staring at a bowl of milk, completely mesmerized by your dominance.

"Nya... it's so big, even bigger than before! How do you even fit all that inside a ghost, boludito?" she giggles, her hands transparent and shimmering reaching out to guide you toward her mouth. She leans in close, her breath feeling like a cool breeze against your skin, ready to serve her master with the same mindless, devoted intensity that brought her back from the grave.

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