15 Lydia

"Did I or did I not tell you to stay the fuck out the last time I kicked your sorry ass out of town, Frederich?"

The man in question whirls about as Danny floats down over him, frowning most severely, his arms crossed over his chest. Honestly, he'd been sorely tempted to just kill this fucker outright the last time they'd been involved with one another. But Frederich Isak Showenhower, better known by his stage name Freakshow, was a human, and while Danny didn't necessarily have anything against dealing with humans in a permanent fashion in the same way he'd dealt with some of the more irritating ghosts, he just knew that if he did kill the circus freak, Frederich would almost certainly come back as a ghost and a further pain in his side.

"P-Phantom! You… my name is Freakshow!"

With a growl, Danny lances through the air and grabs the pale bald man by his head before Frederich can even react or do whatever the fuck he might have been planning to do this time around. He sinks his fingers into the entirely human man's head… and he begins to fuck around with his soul.

"You're whatever the fuck I say you are…"

It takes a little bit of work, but eventually Danny has got it all figured out. Changing Frederich Isak Showenhower from a ghost-obsessed circus carnie to a mild-mannered accountant who got scared at even the idea of spectral involvement might have been cruel and over the top, but Danny still remembered being under the damn human's control quite well, and he wasn't about to just let that go, wasn't about to just let bygones be bygones. No, he'd tried that once already, and clearly, it'd failed, because here the man was again, making trouble in HIS town.

Pulling away, Danny watches as Frederich stumbles a bit and then slowly rights himself, the top-hat wearing man blinking as he looks around and then down at himself.

"What… what am I wearing? Where am I? Oh dear… I need to get out of here!"

Of course, Danny had made himself completely invisible as soon as he finished up with the human. So, Frederich sees nothing as he sprints out of the Circus Gothica tent and towards his new life as an accountant. Not that he had an actual job or money or anything like that. Nor did he have the actual skills to BE an accountant. But hey, how hard could it be? Danny didn't much care, that was Frederich's problem now.

Of course, he's not blind, and he's certainly not an idiot. Once the man is gone, Danny slowly turns and looks at Freakshow's ghostly partner, Lydia, who even now is floating in the shadows of the tent, silent as the grave. Danny actually hasn't ever heard the female ghost speak, to be perfectly honest. He's heard her scream, but speech? He's not sure she's capable of it.

However, she is capable of fear, from the look of things. The moment that their eyes connect, the ghost carnie tries to flee, zipping through the circus tent wall and forcing Danny to give chase. Of course, she's not exactly able to hide from him. These days, calling Amity Park HIS is not just a boast… it's the truth. His power has only been growing, and with it has come a sort of acknowledgment of his territory.

This entire area was within his purview, and that meant that Danny knew everything that went on within it, it meant he knew exactly where everyone was. So even as Lydia tries to juke him and escape from his sight, he's able to follow her with ease, chasing after the ghost carnie and pondering her circumstances as he goes. Physically, she is undeniably a poster-child for the Alternative Lifestyle.

Dressed in nothing but knee-high black heeled boots, a black corset, and a black pair of panties, she's certainly showing off a lot of skin, whenever the black-red cloak she's wearing to complete the ensemble is opened up. Said skin is in turn covered in tattoos, tattoos that Danny knows from experience can come to life, flowing off of her and turning into creatures that Lydia can then use to spy on people or even fight.

None of those tattoos go above her neck, but that doesn't mean she's not rocking the alternative look all around. She has two earrings in each ear, as well as a nose ring, and instead of hair, she quite literally has black spikes protruding from atop her skull. Yeah, safe to say, Lydia is an interesting woman, even for a ghost. And Danny won't lie… he likes them interesting.

Catching up with the circus ghost finally, Danny grabs her by her cloak and yanks it back, choking her on the small skull clasp that holds the damn thing together. As her forward momentum is unceremoniously stopped, Danny's other hand comes up and wraps around her body, casually grabbing one of her tits as he pulls the terrified ghost woman up against his chest.

"I've always wondered what's going on in that head of yours. Let's take a look, shall we?"

Holding Lydia's form still even as she struggles weakly and ineffectually against him, Danny dives into the other ghost's very sense of self without a second thought, working it over and playing with her soul directly. What he finds is… interesting, to say the least. Lydia's love for Frederich, aka Freakshow, is actually real. Danny had already known that the human man had some sort of power over the ghost woman, given that even breaking his magical staff hadn't caused her to turn on him like it had the rest of the ghosts in his menagerie.

But he'd honestly expected something else, like perhaps some sort of additional control device, more powerful than the staff but only allowing Frederich to control one ghost totally and utterly with it. But no, that wasn't the case. Lydia's feelings for the human man that Danny had just addled were entirely legitimate.

Well, that just wouldn't do, now would it? Smirking evilly, Danny begins making changes, starting with the 'truth' of Lydia's loyalty. Swapping it out so that she thought she WAS controlled by an even more powerful artifact all this time was easy enough. Making it so she remembered Danny as her savior… even easier.

When he pulls free of her soul and lets go of her tit, Lydia doesn't try to escape. Instead, she floats there for a moment before turning around to regard him with her wide, red eyes. Then, a sultry, seductive grin spreads across the tattooed ghost's face, and she reaches up to undo the skull clasp on her cloak. The garment fades out of existence long before it hits the ground, and Danny can only watch in interest as Lydia continues to strip, unlacing her corset until her tits fall free of their confines.

She's at least a cup size bigger than he was expecting thanks to the binding effects of the corset, and Danny nods his approval, even as Lydia floats closer to him, down a bit though so that she's eye-level with his crotch. The mute circus ghost still doesn't speak, but her intentions are obvious as she reaches into his pants and grabs hold of his cock, before pulling it out for her to play with. Danny, meanwhile, just smiles and lets her have her fun, placing his hands on two of her head spikes, but not doing much more than gripping them for the time being.

Lydia takes him into her mouth quite eagerly, undeniably enthusiastic in her efforts to reward him for 'saving' her from Freakshow. She's obviously very, VERY grateful, and she wants him to know that as she slurps and sucks at his member, quickly taking him down the back of her throat without a single issue, given her ghostly nature and thus the lack of a gag reflex.

Danny groans as the tattooed ghost deep-throats his member, and he grunts when her lips hit the base of his cock, her nose buried in his crotch and his balls in turn slapping against her chin. As she bobs up and down his shaft, one of Lydia's hands comes up and she gropes and squeezes his ball sack, kneading it in between her fingers.

He wonders if she ever did this for Frederich, or if hers was an unrequited love. Given the way Frederich acted, Danny figured it was a fifty-fifty of being either way, really. But at the end of the day, it mattered little. Now, Lydia was his. The spiked ghost girl was happily slobbering all over his knob, skull-fucking herself on his cock to her heart's content.

It doesn't take long for Danny to explode, of course, but right before he does, he makes sure to pull out of her throat, using his grip on her head spikes for the first time as he drags her off of his cock with a pop, and then unloads all over her face and tits. He coats her surprised expression in his cum, groaning as he does so… and then he spins her about, still using the spikes atop her head to do as he wants with her.

Not that she's in any way upset by this. The circus ghost is as eager as ever as Danny tears her panties away from her, the black ghostly garments fading from existence as soon as they're off of her body. Left in nothing but her heeled boots and her tattoos, Lydia wiggles her hips expressively, jiggling her delectable derriere back at Danny as he brings his cock to bear on it, slapping his length down between her butt cheeks and hot dogging them for a moment.

Eventually though, his cock hard and throbbing and his balls churning, all too ready for round two, Danny knows that he's ready for the main event. Sliding his member back, he eventually lines up his cockhead with the circus ghost's cunt, and thrusts right in. A cry finally splits Lydia's lips then. As he'd known previously, she's certainly capable of making noise… she just doesn't speak.

But she definitely moans and screams in pleasure as Danny fucks her from behind, slamming into her cunt with every thrust, causing her booty to jiggle with every impact. He holds her by her head spikes as he does so, forcing Lydia to arch her back and tilt her head upwards towards the sky, her ecstasy sounding through the air.

Perhaps some hear it, perhaps they don't, but it doesn't really matter to Danny. It's his air after all, HIS city. Amity Park belongs to him now, and no one can say otherwise. He's in control, he's got all of the power… he is the Phantom. With a vicious grin on his face, the half-ghost plows Lydia silly, slamming into her cunt again and again and again. He rams into her with all due force, and she responds by climaxing around his cock over and over again.

Eventually, her tightening inner walls prove to be too much. Eventually, long after the seed he'd already painted her face with has dried, leaving his efforts etched across her features, Danny cums a second time, filling Lydia with his seed, pumping her full of his jizz. He doesn't let up for even a moment, making sure to fill her womb to the utter brim, and only once he's completely done does, he pull back, finished with her.

Lydia is left panting heavily as Danny pulls her back against his chest, holding her in his arms and molesting her to his heart's content.

"That's a good pet… that's a very good pet. I'll let you stick around for now, but you have to be a good girl for me, alright? You're going to do what I say, and together… we'll have some more fun together?"

Lydia nods without hesitation, moaning happily as she nuzzles into his neck. Chuckling, Danny lets her do so. Another ghost, under his control.

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