Lila and Ramona, after a long, passionate night of ravishing one another, of course, had gone to the mysterious shop that Ramona had talked about the following morning with Lila holding Pierre in her arms, snuggling him up against her massive, F cup tits, which he happily used as pillows. The shop looked very mundane and normal on the outside but as soon as they walked in, the ambience overwhelmed them. It gave off massive gypsie, hippie vibes but it was also completely empty.
“How tacky.” Lila said with a scoff.
“Eh, it’s an acquired taste.” Ramona said. “Besides, we’re here for Pierre. Not to shit talk this girl’s tastes.”
“Right.” Lila agreed. “So, where is this Felicia bitch?”
“Right here.” A voice from behind them answered.
The two ghost babes shrieked and turned around, whipping their long, thick, blonde and black hair as they did so. Standing there was a beautiful curvaceous redhead with hair as crimson as blood itself. She wore a stereotypical, revealing, magical woman garb. Think of something that an Arabian harem girl would wear.
“How can I help you two ethereal beauties?” She asked in a rather seductive and flirtatious tone.
“How did you know that we were ghosts?” Ramona asked.
“I know everything.” Felicia said, matter of factly and not boastfully. “I also know that you, in particular, were trying to get into my back room the last time you were here but my supernatural protections kept you at bay.”
“Woah…” Lila said in amazement. “What exactly are you?”
“Just a woman who lives to bring pleasure, in every sense of the word, to other women.” Felicia answered with pride.
The sultry redhead started eyeing up her potential customers, very much liking what she was seeing. That was, until she began eyeing up Lila and noticed the small French bulldog nestled in her womanly splendor.
“Grrrr…” Pierre growled distrustfully.
“You be a good boy.” Lila ordered him.
Felicia sighed. She very much did not like dogs.
“Why did you bring…that…here?” She asked with barely hidden annoyance.
Lila glared, showing equal annoyance. Her protective, motherly nature kicking in.
“He’s why we’re here in the first place.” Ramona stepped in, sensing the growing tension. “You see, I managed to turn my girlfriend here into a ghost like myself by pure luck.”
“I see.” Felicia said, as if that were a completely normal sentence. “And how did that come about, might I ask?”
“I drowned in her cum while we were fuckfighting each other.” Lila answered bluntly and proudly. “At least that’s how I died. How I became a ghost, well…neither of us really know.”
Felicia scoffed.
“I’ve gotten some very interesting characters in here recently but this…” Felicia explained. “This is a whole other level.”
“My name is Ramona.” The raven introduced herself as the three of them sat down on beanbag chairs. “This is my girlfriend, Lila.”
“And the mutt?” Felicia asked rudely.
“He’s a purebred French Bulldog and his name is Pierre.” Lila answered, now aggravated. “Before Ramona came into my life, he was my only friend. I’ll happily spend the rest of eternity with my girlfriend but I don’t want to do it without him. He’s my baby.”
The blonde then let her beloved pet go as he began exploring this new space that was completely foreign to him, sniffing around.
“Hey, keep that thing under control!” Felicia demanded.
“He’s just looking around, relax.” Lila said. “And he’s not a thing, he’s a he.”
“Well, if HE messes up my carpet, I’m adding it to your bill.”
“Whatever.” Lila said with a scoff.
“So, can you turn him into a ghost or what?” Ramona asked. “If I could do it myself, we wouldn’t be here.”
“Well…” Felicia said. “I do have this one thing that might work…”
“Might?” Lila asked. “What do you mean by that? What are the risks involved?”
“Calm down, blondie.” Felicia lectured. “I have this method that should work on humans but I’ve never tried it on an animal before.”
While they were talking, Pierre was snooping around the shop, looking for something to occupy his interest.
“If it doesn’t work, would it hurt him in any way?” Ramona asked.
“I don’t believe so.” Felicia answered. “I’ve made sure that it can’t hurt people or even make them sick before I perfected it.”
“Well, I need an absolute guarantee before we commit to this.” Lila said. “I want no risk factor whatsoever.”
“MROOWWWW!!!!” A horrible noise came from behind them.
“Bark! Bark! Bark! Grrrr!!! Bark! Bark!” Pierre barked and growled.
“What the fuck?!” Felicia asked.
All three of them got up and saw Pierre in a standoff with a small, white cat.
“Hissss!!!!” The cat hissed.
“Grrrrr!! Bark!” Pierre yapped.
Lila quickly picked up her dog and held him close.
“What the Hell did that little fleabag of yours do to my baby?!” Lila asked hysterically.
“What did my cat do?!” Felicia asked in rhetorical anger as she picked up her cat. “I bet that mangy mongrel of yours was trying to hurt her!”
“Bullshit!” Lila snapped. “He wouldn’t hurt a fly unless I was in danger!”
“You’re about to be, bitch!” Felicia threatened.
“Grrrr!!!” Pierre growled.
“Oh, God…” Ramona said with exasperation.
“Why do you or anyone else even own those things?” Lila asked. “They only care about themselves. All they do is knock your stuff over, disobey you and meow like little bitches until you give them what they want!”
“I tend to value peace and quiet!” Felicia argued. “Not a loud, smelly, needy little runt that won’t leave me alone for five seconds!”
“It’s called love, bitch!” Lila argued. “And loyalty! Something that cats have none of!”
“And intelligence is something that dogs have none of!” Felicia snapped.
Ramona sighed and was about to drag her girlfriend and dog out of the store when she felt something strange. As if there was another presence in the room with them. She then looked at the cat and noticed that it was oddly calm despite the tense situation. As if it could read her mind, the cat then turned its head to look straight at her. Ramona got chills as she stepped in between the two bickering beauties.
“Something’s up with that cat!” Ramona proclaimed.
“That’s what I’ve been saying!” Lila added.
“No!” Ramona corrected. “There’s something…supernatural about it! It’s not normal! I can feel it!”
“Hmm…” A mysterious voice scoffed. “I suppose there’s no hiding from an experienced ghost.”
“Who said that?” Lila asked, startled.
“No! I didn’t give you…agh!” Felicia protested but was cut off.
An intense, bright, white light then filled the room, forcing everyone to cover their eyes. After the light faded away, they all opened their eyes to a truly mesmerizing sight. A gorgeous and completely nude and very curvaceous woman stood before them. Her tits were big and bouncy. Looking like an astounding H cup in comparison to Lila and Ramona’s F cups and Felicia’s DDs. Both her eyes and hair were as white as snow and her hair was just as long as Ramona’s, extending down to her ankles. She had a seductive grin on her face as she stared the two ghost babes down.
“I have a proposition for all of you.”
Lila and Ramona were astounded.
“I know nothing should surprise me anymore but…wow.” Lila said in amazement.
“Don’t let your guard down just because she’s hot.” Ramona warned. “Whoever this bitch is, she’s not normal!”
“Well, that’s not very nice.” The woman said playfully.
“I told you never to transform unless I said so!” Felicia complained.
“Wait, transform?” Lila asked.
“This is a special occasion.” The woman said.
“Will someone please tell us what the fuck is going on?” Ramona asked, annoyed.
The white haired Goddess turned around and stared the raven straight in the face.
“For now, you can just call me Saccharine.” The woman said. “And to put it simply…I was the cat that your little pest attacked.”
Saccharine glared down at Pierre, who was now whimpering and snuggling up to Lila for protection.
“You mean you’re the one who attacked him.” Lila argued firmly.
“You didn’t see what happened, last time I checked.” Saccharine argued. “But it’s no use arguing now. We can all settle this in a much more…enjoyable and practical way.”
“What are you saying?” Ramona asked as she stared Saccharine down almost face to face.
It was then that Lila and Felicia noticed just how much the two supernatural beauties perfectly contrasted each other. Ramona had hair as black as midnight while Saccharine’s hair was a pure, angelic white. Ramona’s skin was a deathly gray while Saccharine’s shone as bright as the sun. To top it off, they both had Rapunzel levels of hair length. It was almost as if they both came from the same brilliant and endlessly creative mind.
“What exactly are you?” Lila asked.
“That’s a story for another time.” Saccharine brushed off.
“Oh, I think it’s a story for right now.” Ramona said aggressively as they were now nose to nose.
“Let’s just say that dear Felicia and I have a…very similar relationship to the two of you.” Saccharine said.
“That’s one way of putting it.” Felicia said.
“If you want more details, then you’ll just have to win.” Saccharine added.
“Win what?” Lila asked.
“That’s what I was getting to.” Saccharine said. “My dear Felicia was about to kick you both out over what your little mutt did to me…but I have a way that we can all get what we want…but two of us will get the most out of it. Which two? Well, that’s what we’ll settle.”
“A two-on-two sexfight.” Ramona concluded.
“At least one of you has a brain.” Felicia mocked.
“Fuck you!” Lila cursed.
“That’s exactly what I want you to try and do.” Saccharine joked. “We fight to see who the better couple is. We can’t afford to lose any business, so these are my terms. If you two defeat us, we’ll give you our product to turn your mutt into a ghost for…Let’s say 25% off.”
“75!” Ramona countered.
“50!” Felicia countered. “Final offer! And that’s only if you win!”
“And if you lose, you pay double the full price.” Saccharine added.
“Which is?” Lila asked.
“$10,000.” Felicia answered. “So, $20,000 if you lose.”
“Are you out of your goddamn minds?!” Ramona asked in bafflement.
“Don’t play dumb with us, bitch.” Saccharine said coldly, still not breaking her staredown with the raven. “We use OF just like everyone else. We’re actually quite big fans of yours. Isn’t that right?”
“Indeed we are.” Felicia confirmed.
Lila and Ramona realized that their bluff had been called. The two had filmed much of their many, many romps and put them on OnlyFans. They became sensations quite quickly and were now loaded. Well off enough to have moved into a much nicer place but they both liked the cozy and chill atmosphere of their apartment. Plus, it was where they met. $10K and even $20K was something that they would rather easily afford. They often made exactly that on a nightly basis, in fact.
“Excuse us for a little bit, would you?” Lila asked as she pulled her girlfriend away from the white haired hottie.
The two pairs of ravenous nymphomaniacs whispered amongst themselves. Lila and Ramona hated these two bitches but neither could deny how irresistible they both were and their hatred would just make the fight even more enjoyable. They had only ever fought each other and it would be a nice, new experience for both of them. Besides, the only alternative was leaving and potentially never being able to turn Pierre into a ghost. The choice was obvious. They both pulled away to see that Felicia and Saccharine had done the same.
“Okay. You’ve got a deal.” Lila said firmly.
“But we want to sweeten the pot a little bit.” Ramona added.
“How?” Felicia asked.
“Let’s say that in addition to the preestablished terms…” Lila said slyly. “That the winning couple gets to have the losing couple as sex slaves for one week!”
“My, aren’t you two bold?” Saccharine asked rhetorically. “I like it.”
The redhead and her girlfriend smiled at each other deviously.
“Make it two weeks!” Felicia proposed.
“Done.” Lila and Ramona said at the same time.
“Now what are the rules?” Lila asked.
“Typical two-on-two rules.” Felicia answered. “Winner is the last couple or the last woman still conscious. If one bitch is incapacitated, then her opponent can go and help her girlfriend fight the other bitch until said incapacitated bitch is back in the fight. Everything goes. Hair pulling, double teaming, spit roasting, double cunnilingus, all of it!”
“No argument here.” Ramona said with lust.
“Or here.” Lila added as she let Pierre down, who began sniffing around again.
“Then it’s a deal.” Saccharine said.
“So, let us seal it.” Felicia added.
The redhead then grabbed her naked partner by her gleaming white hair and pulled her in for some passionate tongue kissing. Saccharine happily reciprocated as lustfully moaned and licked at each other’s mouths, sucking on the other nympho’s tongue furiously as Lila and Ramona watched, feeling their knees begin to weaken.
“Look at those sluts.” Ramona said dismissively. “Is that supposed to impress us?”
“Come here, babe.” Lila said flirtatiously as she pulled her girlfriend in close by her thick, dark locks. “Let’s show them how real women make out.”
“Yes. Let’s.” Ramona agreed.
Never ones to be outdone, they countered by furiously kissing one another themselves, using a great deal of tongue in the process. They moaned and panted with lust as they swallowed back each other’s sugary saliva. This little contest between the two couples went on for what felt like an eternity but was really only about five minutes until suddenly, all four of them pulled out at the exact same moment, leaving a trail of spit between their lips of those of their girlfriend.
“Now let us go into the backroom. We’ll have plenty of space there. As well as mats.” Felicia said.
“Wait…” Lila said as she grabbed Pierre again, who went back up to her. “This will probably take all night. What about him?”
“Oh, don’t you worry, babe.” Saccharine said flirtatiously.
The naked, supernatural hottie walked away and came back with a duffle bag.
“This is our patented “Dimension in a bag.” Saccaharine explained. “For now, I’ve made it into a nice, peaceful and spacious meadow where your little fleabag can run around to his heart’s content. Never worrying about hunger or thirst.”
Lila looked at her girlfriend and Ramona got the message. The raven took the bag out of Saccharine’s hands and analyzed it carefully.
“Seems legit.” Ramona said.
“Okay…” Lila said with a reluctant sigh.
She then turned her beloved dog around in her arms and looked him in the eye as she wagged his tail for his master.
“You be a good boy while mama does business, okay?” Lila asked.
Pierre kissed Lila’s face. His way of saying yes.
“I’ll be back soon, my little prince.” Lila said with some concern.
Saccharine then opened the bag, revealing a large, beautiful, springtime meadow inside of it. Lila snuggled Pierre one last time before letting him down as he ran into the wide open vista. Saccharine then sealed the bag shut, sending a shock of worry through Lila as she did.
“Don’t worry, babe.” Ramona said, lovingly stroking her girlfriend’s long, platinum blonde hair. “I can sense him in there. He’ll be fine.”
“Okay…” Lila said an exhale. “Now let’s fuck these bitches to Hell and back!”
“That’s my girl.” Ramona said with a smile.
“I flipped the sign to closed.” Felicia said. “We will not be disturbed. And I put a spell on the building just in case. Anyone who breaks in will just see an empty warehouse room.”
“Now if we’re done talking…” Saccharine said. “Let’s go back and ravage each other.”
The two ghost babes nodded in agreement as the four supernatural beauties all headed to the back room.
