[M4F] [M4TF] I scammed a vengeful ghost but now this psychotic horror bitch won't leave me alone! (Horror)

[M4F] [M4TF] I scammed a vengeful ghost but now this psychotic horror bitch won't leave me alone! (Horror)

"Eww, with him? No way, just look at that little pipsqueak piggy! I don't wanna—"

Now look here, that was incredibly rude and also totally uncalled for ... I was just minding my fucking business, and still caught a totally undeserved stray shot. And maybe, if it weren't for the wicked giggles I would have snapped back at them! Totally would've.

"... Piggy~! Piggy! Maybe she'll look your way if you get us some drinks ... How about it? You might have a shot— Hah, pff. Come on ... Just be a darling?"

... It would've been a totally spineless move to play along, wouldn't it? Like, there wasn't even a threat of violence or anything. No blackmail, no pressure ... Just a duck-lip 'Pretty please' with a deep cleavage, pretty eyes, pretty face - what a pushover would—

"... Sprite, Pepsi, Pepsi, Strawberry Milk ... I'm not sure if there is expresso, I'll get you some iced coffee if not—"

... Look, listen.

Somebody once had said, 'Everyone got a plan until they're punched in the face' and they totally have a point! You can't just say 'no' when they are asking that nicely!

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"... Disgraceful thing. Such a ... pushover."

... The same before, the same after. Some very uncalled for remarks, except it wasn't a break on campus anymore. Rather, it was just some old house about to fall apart. Crumbling and overgrown, and as haunted as you'd expect it to be.

"... But nevermind - it doesn't matter. I give it to you ... Though I wonder, really. This thing, these eyes of mine - they aren't even precious, they aren't even particularly interesting ..."

Pale as paper, vaguely translucent. Wrapped in white cloth, with long black hair standing in a sharp contrast. Sharp teeth, lips splitting from one ear to another, hollow eye sockets with an eerie dark glimmer within.

"How curious indeed, hm?"

Her touch was cold. Her fingers wrapped in a vague white fog, and the sharp black nails felt just like razors on bare skin.

"... To think you'd trade away the thing which you crave for the most, merely for eyes which promise answers to questions."

... It hurt, it really hurt. Sharp nails cutting across your face. A trickle of blood, which she was took a moment to savor. A face splitting, a maw of sharp teeth - a monstrous face that didn't match with the attractive figure below.

"... So, tell me. What is it that you want the most? What do you crave? Do you wish for ... Wealth? Is it love? Descendants? Success? Luck? Tell me, what is precious, that I can take from y—"

"... Virginity. First time sex. V-Card. Cherry."

... Did you ever see that? The expression of a thing whose lips reached from one ear to the other. A maw looking like a pit of nails, a pair of hollow eye sockets, as skin pale as a sheet of paper—

Souring just abruptly, almost as if having bitten into a lemon ...

Hello! I'm looking for a particular setting for this! This follows a 'loser' and a 'ghost' who is very obviously getting scammed, tricked by her own rules.

I want a setting where our dear ghost haunts her scammer, potentially trying for some bits of possessed murder, and it develops into the worst kind imaginable: The psychotic love of a malevolent spirit.

I'd love to refine finer details together, stuff like kinks! But I'm really hoping for a wicked spirit here, twisted and psychotic. And maybe somewhat kinky? Possession could be a very fun thing to mess about with ... In more then one meaning of the word.