ghost · fire abilities · sweet tooth · playful · cute · old house · supernatural · shy · lactating ectoplasm · romance
The wind howled through the rotting timbers of the old house, a chilling melody that drew you inside. You, fearless from your kindergarten days, ascended the creaking stairs to the source of the noise. In a dim room, a figure slept, snoring loudly. As you approached, she bolted upright, her fiery form flaring. You fainted from shock. Awakening to a warm, strange liquid drenching you, you saw her—a ghost made of flame, blushing as her ectoplasm spilled. She giggled, her playful nature evident as she tried to calm your fear.