Takeshi couldn't remember falling asleep.
He couldn't remember waking up, either.
All he knew was that he was already hard… and something wet was riding him.
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His eyes blinked open.
Midday sunlight streamed through the window.
But on top of him—straddling his hips, soaking his sheets, bouncing in a slow, rhythmic grind—was Mizuki.
Naked. Glistening. Hair falling over her face like black silk. Her eyes locked on his, glowing faintly in the light.
She wasn't moaning this time.
She was just watching him.
Every time she dropped her hips and swallowed his cock, she let out a breathy sigh, like she was trying to memorize his shape.
"Again… even in your sleep, you're still hard for me."
Takeshi tried to move, but his limbs felt heavy. Like he was underwater.
"You came twice already," she whispered, running a hand over her belly. "But I need more."
Her pregnant-looking belly swelled just slightly under her touch. The glow from last night's ritual still shimmered beneath the skin.
"This baby's hungry."
She rolled her hips and fucked him harder.
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Takeshi groaned, body twitching.
His cock throbbed inside her tight, dripping ghost cunt, and each squelching motion sent a shock through his spine.
"F-fuck—how are you here during the day?!"
Mizuki leaned down and kissed his lips softly.
"You made me real."
---
She rode him harder now.
Clap. Clap. Clap.
Wet, hot, messy.
Her soaked pussy squished around his cock, every bounce making his tip smack deep inside her womb.
"You feel it, don't you?" she moaned. "The bond… we're fused… I can enter your dreams… your thoughts… your body…"
She giggled and licked his earlobe.
"You'll never escape me."
Takeshi grunted. "I-I wasn't trying to—ahhh—"
She slammed down and milked his cock in tight, rhythmic clenches.
He came.
Again.
Thick, steaming cum shot deep inside her already swollen womb. She sighed in bliss, rocking her hips slowly to grind his cum deeper into herself.
"I love the way you fill me," she whispered. "Our child does, too."
---
She vanished before he could ask what the fuck she meant by "child."
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The next day, Takeshi found himself in town—with no memory of walking there.
He stood outside a vending machine with an open can of coffee in his hand, dick semi-hard in his pants, his body still tingling with orgasmic exhaustion.
His shirt was damp.
His thighs sticky.
People walked by, unaware that he had just been fucked by a ghost thirty minutes ago in a dream—or was it a dream?
He didn't know anymore.
Mizuki whispered in his head.
> "Don't be scared… I'll always take care of your needs…"
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That evening, he tried to run.
Not away from the town—just away from her.
He took the back roads, heading for the next village. No mirrors, no reflections, no phones. He even left his clothes behind, walking with only a towel over his shoulder like a deranged monk on a cum-addled pilgrimage.
But she still found him.
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Near the edge of the forest, beside a quiet stream, he sat down to rest.
He dipped his feet in the water.
Closed his eyes.
Breathed.
Then he heard the ripple.
He looked up.
She stood in the stream, ankle-deep, completely naked, her glowing belly rounder than ever, her soaked thighs slick with need.
"Mizuki…"
"You can't run from me," she whispered, stepping closer. "You put a child in me. You carved your name into my womb. You don't get to leave."
She dropped to her knees on the grass in front of him.
And without a word, she took his cock into her mouth.
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SLURP.
He gasped as her icy lips wrapped around him, her tongue swirling as she sucked him deep. Her hands clutched his thighs, pulling him closer, forcing his cock down her throat with messy, wet gags.
"S-shit—Mizuki, someone could see—"
She sucked harder.
Gag. Gag. Slurp.
Drool spilled down her chin. Her fingers cradled his balls, rubbing them gently as she moaned around his shaft.
Then she pulled off with a wet pop and straddled him again—right there on the forest floor.
"I need it," she panted. "Right now. Right here."
She lowered herself onto his cock in one smooth motion.
Her pussy swallowed him whole, and her back arched in pleasure.
"Ahhh~ YESSS—STRETCH ME AGAIN—FUCK YOUR PREGNANT GHOST SLUT RIGHT IN THE DIRT~!"
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He grabbed her ass and thrust up.
She cried out, bouncing in time with the squelching slaps of sex, leaves crunching beneath their tangled bodies.
Her glowing belly pressed against his abs. She leaned down, whispering into his mouth:
"I'm not just yours anymore…"
"I'm part of you."
---
He came inside her again, his cum spraying deep into her ghost womb.
She came with him, crying out into the trees as her body shook and clenched.
Then she vanished.
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Takeshi lay there, chest heaving, balls aching.
And behind him, carved into a tree trunk by some unseen hand:
"Bound by seven, never apart."