A Special Stream
William sighed as he went through the business computer lab in the hotel he haunted. He was what some might call a friendly spirit, a term he liked, and he felt he had earned. From helping ponies with their bags, pressing elevator buttons ahead of time for them, and even helping them find their room keys, it was something he was proud of. Ponies used to come to the hotel hoping to get a bit of extra helpful, spiritual help.
That was changed by one idiot with a camera deciding to come in and show William’s ‘true’ colors. He had seen the video dozens of times and… And it hurt him. It painted him out to be some sort of monster when it was really just all his own effects and tricks. It wasn’t even at his hotel, or he would have done something about it! But it had become a viral ghost attack, and now the hotel was being flooded by ponies wanting to hunt him down. He couldn’t even get the elevator for someone without some mare fainting like earlier today.
At least he still had this time. When the lobby grew quiet, and no one except the staff might see him using the computers, or using his magic to bypass their blocks. That was how he watched the video after all, and he paused as he considered watching it again. Seeing all the painful things said and done, only to be blamed upon him…
No, he would check his other favorite things, from Youtube, to Tumblr, to even more risque things like-
He didn’t bother finishing his checklist as he dove for one of his favorite adult models that he’d been watching online who was soon to be live. She was barely eighteen, and most called her adorable the first time they saw her, but decided to just call her sexy after they got to know her. He still believed her to be cute, no matter how many times he’d seen her large, bare breasts, her smooth thighs, or her pussy spraying onto her camera.
She was still his favorite, and he shuddered as she spoke. “Hey, what’s up everypony! It’s me, Sweetie Belle, just like always, and tonight, I’m staying in the mysterious, haunted hotel of Manehatten! Now, my sister Rarity says-”
William’s eyes snapped open as he heard the statement, before looking to the camera. He… He recognized the room! He must have not seen her because he avoided guests more nowadays, but that view… That was 307. It had to be.
His form shuddered and shook as she continued to speak, a piece of him staying to watch the camera and chat, while another part of his being went to the room. After all, he had been haunting this hotel for almost a hundred years, and he could see every piece of it, when he wanted to at least, and right now he had to hear her words. Had to see somepony that still cared.
“-that she stayed here before and only knew of one of the best possible ghosts in Equestria. So, when this whole mess started, I wanted to see what would happen. And, if you’re hearing ghost, here’s your offer. If you’re a naughty ghost, turn off my camera and gag me with your cock, because only good ponies get my tits, and the best get my pussy.”
The chat exploded in asking what they would get, but William knew what his statement would be. Part of it was admittedly what he desired, what he had desired for so long, but the other part of it was a need to be back to being like Casper. The friendly ghost. The one you’d leave your daughters with… Though not like this… Maybe.
Sweetie wasn’t thinking about any of this though. Not while she was on a time limit before Rarity came back. Not that one would have guessed with her broad smile, cute, pink undies, complete with her cutie mark on the front, and perky, purple nipples that were exposed to the world. She was after all a professional cam model, and she wasn’t going to let her fanbase miss out on a stream just because she was on vacation with her sis, especially when she could be topical.
That was probably why she still acted in shock when a set of fingers made their way around her large, heavy chest. Her boobs weren’t as big as Rarity’s, but they were still more than a handful for most stallions. These digits sank easily into the flesh though, and Sweetie could feel them stretching over her chest to touch and massage more as she looked down, barely stopping herself from squealing at the touch.
When she saw nopony there though, and only gentle, firm pressure on her chest that moved slowly against it… She instead let out a moan, keeping in mind her own words as she brought a hand over her own chest, squeezing her breast with the presence as small waves of pleasure flowed from her chest and crashed into her nethers. Her other hand was raised high, trying to keep the camera in position, but she was used to using a tripod when she got to the more exciting stuff.
At least, until William made a third of himself to take the camera. This one floated high above her while a fourth appeared in front of Sweetie. The original could keep caressing her breasts, as none of them wanted that to stop. In fact, for the first time in a long time, they considered being ready for heaven just from getting to touch her like this, but Sweetie said the best got one more thing, and William was ready to give her the best.
The clone at the front slowly lowered her panties, shaking in its form as he revealed her small, pink lips to him. They quivered and shook from his presence and the grip on her chest, and it warmed his soul. After all, it was almost adorable to him to see it acting a little shy as it closed on itself, even as another drop of arousal came down from it.
Of course, as the resident ghost of the hotel, it was his duty to try to keep the place as well as he could, and leaking from one’s pussy would not be allowed. At least, not without proper cleaning, he thought as he pushed forward, his tongue coming against her pussy eagerly. It was just as sweet as he had ever hoped it would be, and every form of himself shivered from the sensation as her raw lust dripped into their being.
With it came thoughts and emotions from her. The excitement of being on camera, the joy of a generous lover for once, and… the dose of fear of being caught like this. Who would possibly catch her though? Then again, maybe she was worried that she would be kicked out of the hotel?
It was silly to him, but he sent another clone of himself to stand guard outside in the hall, though without enough focus to make sure it wouldn’t start trying to peek through the doorway.
With that resolved, William turned back to her mare. She wasn’t being too loud, perhaps due to the fear, but she was making sure he knew just how much she enjoyed it. About just where one of him was touching with his tongue, so… Why make him stop?
Another split led to one coming in front of her and for a moment examining the work that had been done so far. How it would look to others like nothing was molesting her large, perky breasts. How much her hips and body shook, but not a drop of arousal got farther than her thighs before it was vacuumed up by the spectral being down there.
He licked his lips, tasting the sweetness for a moment, before stepping forward. In a fluid motion, the stallion grabbed her hips, put his lips to hers, and pushed the tip of his cock inside of her, over the tongue that was still teasing her. It was a lot, and William wasn’t sure how much more he could take before he either broke down into a panic attack, or came.
Not that Sweetie was doing a lot better. She wasn’t new to sex, from some of the things she wasn’t proud as a singer for, to the things she had done with her marefriends that she was happy about, she wasn’t a novice. However, she didn’t know how many mares were used to something like this.
It was a toss up to her mind which was more stimulating. Her breasts, which were almost completely encompassed by the ghastly fingers that groped and clung to them, massaging almost every inch of them like a professional masseuse. Add to that how the one in front of her let the one part of her breasts mostly left alone, her nipples, grind against the other spectral copy’s chest, and she was a sucker for nipple play.
On the other hoof, there was her pussy. Most mares wouldn’t be against getting eaten out. Others would say it’s better to get stuffed literally as full as you could be by a giant cock and pounded senselessly because it matched her pussy perfectly, and was even knocking against her womb pleasantly. Put those two together, especially when he’d found just the right spot to keep that tongue, and you had a mare whose eyes were already beginning to roll back.
Not that William knew that. With all of his studying of the mare form online, he had practiced for hours of this, especially with a mare this fine, and thought the rougher, the better, and was so throwing every bit of spectral strength he could into it, ignoring just how loud the juices inside of her getting sloshed around his cock might be. One part of him didn’t though, mostly because he was the one who heard Rarity ask, “Sweetie?”
William’s eyes widened as Rarity and Sweetie’s did, and everything moved in slow motion. In an instant, William could tell that this other mare was his idol’s sister, and that the fear of being caught was probably from her. Sweetie on the other hoof didn’t feel that fear anymore as she screamed, her body shaking as her arousal sprayed over two of the William’s. It was a glorious scream for the ghost, and it made him want to stay in her so badly, but he couldn’t.
The only part of him that stayed with Sweetie Belle while her sister started trying to get in as quickly as she could, with the one outside flicking the card to make it harder to grab, was the one on her chest as he helped her to the bed. He couldn’t let her just fall after all, or think he left just after getting to fuck her. No, she was his idol and a guest, and she deserved to at least be taken to her bed if her legs would no longer work.
Not that that was all he did. His copies moved quickly around him, doing things such as turning off the stream with an in chat apology, hiding Sweetie’s laptop and camera somewhere safe, but with the rest of her stuff so that she’d be able to find them, before being absorbed back into the original.
And so, Rarity walked in not on her sister being a slut for the internet, but to invisible hands suctioned to her breasts while she laid halfway onto her bed. Sweetie’s legs were wide open, damp down to her knees from the arousal that William didn’t suction off of her, and panting as she came down from the orgasm.
“Oh my Luna, Sweetie!”
Sweetie looked up, finally registering that Rarity was there and turned pale as her eyes darted to where the camera had been. But… It wasn’t there. In fact, none of her streaming equipment was out, except… she could see the shine of her camera lens in the closet of the room just before Rarity wrapped her arms around her.
“Oh, Sweetie, I am so sorry. I know I said I wouldn’t be gone long, but I’m now so happy that I forgot my wallet! Otherwise, who knows what that awful ghost would have done to you?”
The young mare blinked as the fog in her mind began to clear. What the ghost did? She had asked him to do that, and for a moment, she got ready to say just that. That would mean admitting that she had asked a ghost to fuck her. On Stream. Or that she had ever been fucked before and didn’t just want to lose her first time to a naughty ghost…
She bit her lip, her chest hurting a little as she sighed internally. She didn’t like it, but there was no other way as she used the pain to help tears come to the edges of her eyes. She wrapped her arms around her sister, shaking hard as she whispered, “Thank you… Thank you so much.”
Rarity wrapped her arms around her sister, softly shushing her as the two held each other close, Rarity even remarking how she wished it had been her, and Sweetie giggling internally that she definitely would if she knew the truth, but otherwise keeping it very somber. Every minute hurt William as he watched it. Watched his idol call him a monster.
It was the lowest point of his career, and he made sure to stop watching her streams after that. It simply… It simply hurt him too much. Fortunately, people stopped caring about the video that had hurt his reputation after a few months, and, within a year, he was considered the same, friendly ghost that he loved to be. Just never with the same energy that he had carried with him before.
At least, not until a year later, when one of the night staff came into the computer lab while he watched one of his favorites, Projerd. It helped cheer him up, and William had been feeling a little lower than normal in recent days. It was a fairly new girl to the staff, unwilling to actually speak to the being that the rest knew of, but she did leave him a note before running off.
A note that only had a room number on it. Room 307. It felt familiar to him, but he couldn’t tell as he lazily drifted upwards. Was it that something had happened in the room? Did a customer need to be looked after?
And, when he came through the floor, he found Sweetie waiting for him, in the same outfit she had a year ago, but this time all by herself and with green eyes from a spell she had borrowed from Twilight to make sure that this time she could see the wonderful spirit from a year ago.
William froze staring at her, but she was ready. Well, mostly, as she hadn’t expect a tall, naked stallion to be the spirit, and a part of her mind began to wonder about whether or not any ghosts had clothes or not. Not that she focused on it as she laid back in her bed, spreading her legs for the visitor. “Nice to see you came. I was worried you wouldn’t after what I said last year.”
William stood dumbfounded, his cock rising as he stared at her bare body. It had been so long since he had stared at it, and his first thought was how sexy it was, from her wide, open, pink lips, her firm, perky boobs that he could still feel in his hands, but then he looked up.
And saw what made her different from the other whores online. The fact that, right now, she acted embarrassed. That she was bright red, even though she had done this pose dozens, maybe even hundreds of times before, and it made him harder than anything else as he considered how adorable it was.
Her words made it even more so. “I… I loved what you did last year, but I was still with my sister, and, uh, yeah, saying I f-f-f-slept with ghost back then… I couldn’t do it.” She shut her eyes, tears coming down her cheeks as she looked down. “Even with me having asked for it, and you having proven that you were amazing, I couldn’t just owned up to the fact that I loved it.”
“So,” she said as she spread herself out more for him, “I made sure my manager made sure I stayed here tonight, and will be staying here e-everytime I come to Manehatten so I can show you how much I loved what you d-d-did to me that night. And,” she said as steam rose off of her head, “if you want to talk a-afterwards, I have magic that c-c-can let us do that, because I’d really like to get to know you.”
William stared at her for another second before a soft smile came over his lips and a dozen of him came forward to pamper his lost love once again.