6 Desiree

It was very nearly time. She could barely contain her excitement. Desiree was not usually one for emotional outbursts… or so she liked to think, but for this, the genie ghost couldn't help but wiggle and shimmy a little, holding in her giggles for the time being as she stares up into the night sky right as the meteor shower begins.

Here it is. Her ears are practically on a swivel while the meteors streak across the night sky, looking to the world like a bunch of falling stars. More importantly, they look like that to the unsuspecting, unknowing denizens of Amity Park. And what did someone do when they saw a falling star? They wished on it of course!

Normally, wishes didn't come true. Normally, the vast majority of the time, someone would make a wish and it would vanish into the air, unheard and ungranted. But not if Desiree was around! If there was one thing, she LOVED doing, it was granting wishes. But then, of course. After all, the more wishes that the ghost genie granted, the more powerful she became!

Her strength was directly tied to that metric, and tonight… tonight she would get enough power to finally put that damn ghost boy in his place. It was time that he be taught a lesson for her past humiliation, and she was the one to teach him it… especially after so many others had failed. There was a reason Skulker wasn't around anymore after all, even if no one was willing to talk about it.

That was fine though. Desiree would get her revenge, and she would take revenge for every other ghost the Phantom boy had wronged at the same time. And then she would be free to grant all the wishes she could find the world over, and oh how her power would grow. It started here, right now, tonight. Craning her ears, Desiree listens intently. Any moment now, people would look up to the sky and begin wishing! Any moment now!

"I wish this fat-tittied ghost bitch in front of me would get down on her knees like the slut we both know she is."

Desiree's eyes widen as she whirls around at the sound of a voice that's MUCH closer than she expected. The aforementioned chest bounces and jiggles with the motion, whipping about within the tube-top that barely contains her breasts. Before her is Phantom himself, smirking wickedly as he floats closer… and Desiree feels the compulsion taking hold.

D-Damn it! This is how he beat her last time! She… she was usually good at twisting wishes, but then, the ghost boy knew that. At the same time, how could she twist this wish? He wanted her to kneel like… like a slut. And the problem was, Desiree felt compelled to grant every wish she'd heard. Last time, he'd wished her into that damn thermos! This time… the Arabian Ghost sinks to her knees before the white-haired halfa, snarling up at him.

But before she can do or say anything else, before she can try to escape now that she's fulfilled his wish, his hands are in her gorgeous, black locks, fisting in her long, flowing hair and pressing into the sides of her head. Desiree's one visible eye goes wide as she feels him FORCE himself upon her. Not physically, though its true that he's currently gripping her quite tightly. No, this is all metaphysical, and she's shocked to feel just how powerful the ghost boy is as his presence mounts her own, enveloping her after a moment.

Desiree's mouth opens up, to say what she doesn't know. She never figures it out either, because it just… remains open, her jaw hanging loosely and her red eyes going vacant as she stares up into the Phantom's glowing irises. A low, ghastly moan leaves Desiree's throat, and that's about it as she shudders and shakes and spasms in the halfa's grasp. He's… oh… oh…ohhhh~

The ghost genie's red eyes roll back in her head and she experiences something akin to a religious experience as she's practically rewritten in a way. With Ember, Danny had merely shackled her to him and made her into his slave by force. With Desiree, it's a bit deeper, the manipulation of her soul going slightly further to show off just how much he's learned between the two female ghosts.

When he finally pulls back his hands, the Phantom looks down at her with a smile, and Desiree… Desiree averts her gaze, trembling, shaking… but very much submissive in the face of her new Master.

"Show me those tits, slave."

A whimper leaves her throat, but she obeys immediately all the same. The short top that barely manages to contain her substantial chest is pulled away by her own ghostly green hands, exposing her large mammaries to Danny's eyes, revealing them as she sits back on her knees. The ghost boy nods slowly, appreciatively… and then reaches out to grab hold of one, groping and squeezing the huge titty in his palm and digging in deep with his fingers.

A throaty moan leaves Desiree's lips as her body immediately reacts to the contact. She herself might be utterly terrified of her Master, afraid of retribution… but her body was attuned now to respond to even the slightest abuse. She was his pet, and they both knew it. So of course, when he pulls out his cock a moment later and drags her tits up to wrap around his member, Desiree whines and moans, but offers no further resistance.

Meanwhile, Danny's having the time of his life. Putting this damn ghost genie in her place, managing to get her before she could start up another damn reign of dumb wishes making dumb problems… oh yeah, he was on Cloud Nine. And now he was finally using Desiree's big fat chest for what he'd always wanted to use it for, watching his cock thrust in and out of her cleavage, the top of his member pushing upwards and bumping into her chin with every single push.

"Open up and suck it slut. Why the hell can't you take some initiative?"

Desiree's one visible red eyes widens at his growled words, and she hurries to obey, tilting her head down and opening wide. Her tongue and her lips work hard at his cockhead as she sucks him off while also giving him a titjob right then and there. They're on the roof of one of Amity Park's buildings, some random ass place… but the scenery is pretty damn nice, Desiree's naked chest, her sucking lips, and the meteor shower all combining to make it a moment Danny will never forget.

He cums a few minutes later and makes sure to absolutely drench Desiree with his seed, painting her black hair white and covering her face and her tits and her belly with his ejaculate. Only once he's done does he pull away, leaving her to remain where she is, still averting her gaze. Desiree doesn't make any attempt to clean herself off… which Danny likes quite a bit.

"Good girl. You look… spectacular. Now get up and give me a dance. With the back drop of the meteor shower behind you, I expect it to be amazing."

"Y-yes, Master…"

The Arabian Ghost rises from her knees, floating into the air. Normally, her lower half is a ghostly tail rather than legs… but Danny had made a small change while he was rummaging around in her soul and dominating it with his own. She has legs and feet now, they're just 'hidden' beneath a sheer skirt that starts at her waist and goes down to her ankles.

Not wearing anything ABOVE the waist, the cum-covered ghost genie begins to do what she does best. She begins to dance, like the harem girl she once was back when she'd been alive. It starts off slow, to some musical beat that only she can hear. But as Danny sits back and watches, he's treated to quite the show indeed. The more Desiree dances, the more she loses herself in that dance. Her eyes lull shut, her arms raise over her head, and its as if she's forgotten that she's half-naked and covered in his cum.

He hasn't though, and it's kind of impossible to forget when her tits are bouncing and jiggling before his eyes in the most pleasurable way he can imagine, her shimmies and her bumps and all of her dance moves causing the most superb sorts of movements from her naked, fat chest. On top of that, his cum is slowly drying in her hair and on her body, leaving streaks of what he's done to her all across her ghostly flesh.

Its not long before he's ready for Round Two. Grinning, Danny moves forward, causing Desiree to falter and slow to a stop as he approaches. She still doesn't try to pull away or fight back though, not even when he spins her around and then tears her dancer's skirt off of her, exposing the rest of her otherwise nude form. His hands grip her wide hips as he bends her over the side of the roof, they're on, and his cock slips against her folds with ease, before ultimately thrusting right in.

Desiree squeals into the cold night air, and Danny laughs as he rears back a hand and spanks her fat ass, all while fucking her nice and hard right then and there. Soon, her squealing subsides into moans and whimpers as her insides get wetter and wetter, her inner walls clenching and squeezing along his length as her body reacts to his thrusting prick.

"You hear that, Desiree? You hear them?"

He can't, but he doesn't doubt she can. The ghost genie hangs her head as he fucks her for a few moments, before finally answering him.

"Y-Yes Master…"

"What sort of things are they asking for? No, don't tell me the details, that'd probably be boring. Tell me this… are they asking for things YOU could give them?"

"… Yes, Master."

"Things you could pervert and corrupt, so that they get what they wanted but in the worst way possible?"

Smack!

"A-Ah, yes Master!"

Danny grins, and continues to spank Desiree in between thrusts and questions.

"But you won't, will you?"

"… N-No, Master…"

Chuckling darkly, the young ghost boy gives the genie slut before him a few more good thrusts, before leaning in and nibbling at her ear. His hand closes around her hair, and he pulls the long black locks back into something of a ponytail as he forces her back to in turn arch while pounding into her all the harder, his thrusting no longer simply thrusting, but the mechanical pistoning that soon has her moaning loudly and lewdly into the night air even more than before.

"No, you're not. Because you're my slave, and you know you aren't allowed to grant any wishes without my permission. Even if you were, even if you could gain all the power in the world… do you know why you wouldn't be able to use it to fight me?"

"I-I don't want to fight you Mas-AIEEEEE!!!"

Pulling on her hair, fucking her harshly, and spanking her has the nice effect of getting that squeal back out of the Arabian Ghost again, the harem dancer's eyes rolling around in her head as her lips form into a small o and remain that way.

"I wish… that you were able to control your cunt muscles to better pleasure me with them."

For a moment, there's silence… and then Desiree has granted the wish, because he can feel her purposefully using her inner walls to massage and squeeze down on his cock, there's an intelligence to the act that just wasn't there before. At the same time though, BOTH of them feel something else. Namely, the power that Desiree gained from granting Danny's wish doesn't stay with her. Oh sure, it starts with her… but then it flows through the bond they now have into him. Her power is now his power… forever and ever more.

"You're my lovely little slave, my perfect big-tittied harem dancer. And you know that well. So, you're going to take this nice, thick load of cum, and then you're going to be a good girl from now on. If I need you, I'll call for you. When I'm not using you, I suppose you can… go and find some ghosts in the ghost zone to dance for."

He really didn't care all that much. He didn't want anyone else making actual use of her body but having her go and dance for other ghosts would at least keep her busy. With a loud, satisfied groan, Danny finally cums. He cums, and he fills Desiree's womb with his seed, holding tightly to the busty, curvaceous ghost genie's wide hips as he does so.

Once he's done, he pulls out of her and lets her catch herself on the lip of the roof. Chuckling darkly as his seed begins to pour from her pussy lips, Danny rolls his shoulders and lets out a contented sigh.

"That was a wonderful way to spend the Meteor Shower… don't you think so, slave?"

"Yes Master…"

"Good. Now get out of my sight."

With that, the naked, cum-covered ghost flees from him. But there's nowhere she can truly hide if he wants her. He can feel her even now, the chains around her essence tied to him, just as the ones around Ember are. If he wants either of them, he can call them to him without any trouble at all. Might be fun to abuse that and them one of these days… but for now, time to get back home. Another night, another ghost 'thwarted'.

And as for what he planned to do next… Danny's lips curl into a wicked grin as he makes his way back to the Fenton House. Soon, one of his other plans would come to fruition. And the results of that would be fun to see… and experience.

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