Molly Evens a cross dresser and her friend Mike Hairball heard many legends about the old hotel. It had been passed from owner to owner as if some kind of curse kept it from making a profit. They got out their flashlights and stepped through the unlock door. Because it was haunted, nobody been inside and there was no fear of thieves.
"Better than the tunnel of love at the amusement park." Mike said as they passed the lights over of the cobweb statues and fixtures. Mike looked at some dust covered flowers in a vase and handed it to Molly who giggled and placed it on the counter top. They didn’t see the eyes of a cat head at the end of a staircase railing glowing yellow.
"Do you hear something?" Mike asked.
"Music." Molly said. " Where is it coming from?"
"Wait here." Mike ordered as he followed the sound. Passing a mirror, he didn’t notice the face of a woman name Josie starring out from the other side of the glass. The music led him to the kitchen where it suddenly stopped.
Voices seemed to come out of the walls; which were suddenly dripping of blood. Green rain appeared in the far corner where appeared a headless mannequin. The mannequin picked up a meat cleaver and started to lumber toward the couple like it wanted their heads. They screamed and ran out of the hotel.
"It’s haunted!" Molly screamed to Mike as they passed a store inside of the hotel called Sensational Swimwear. "It’s really haunted."
"That Molly could make a wonderful lover." Josie thought as she leaned on the shoulder of the headless mannequin. The arms went limp and the meat cleaver dropped to the floor with a clang. Josie could only giggle. "I think I got myself a Valentine. If only he was really a woman."
"Mom, I’m okay." Molly said sweetly on the phone. "I’m at Mike’s place. I’m spending the night and will see you in the morning."
"All ready." Molly said as she put the phone down. "Ready to go back and see if we can send those spirits to their rest?"
"Send them off to their love ones in Heaven." Mike nodded. "We’ve got to do it."
They made their way back through the rusty gates of the hotel and up the stone steps to the entrance of the hotel. There was still plenty of time before dark and they knew the real terror; if any, wouldn’t start until then.
"My face!" Mike cried as his vision blurred. He felt lightheaded as his legs collapsed from underneath him. As he laid on the floor, he watched as he body became transparent; though he could see and bones or anything inside. His body felt incredibly hollow. "What’s happening to me?"
"You’re a lovely pair of hose, my dear." Josie said as she stepped out of her pumps and raised her hand. A dust covered chair slid over and the woman sat down. She then picked Mike up and shook the dust off of him. She slipped one set of painted toes into the nylon and then the other. She let out a moan as she pulled the hose over her hips and the built in dildo entered her sex.
"Oh my!" Josie moaned in pleasure as each step sent surges of energy through her body. She stepped back into the pumps and went looking for Molly.
"Greetings." Josie said as she stepped through a wall and saw Molly by the elevator doors. Molly backed up as golden lights surrounded Molly’s body. His breast forms and fake vagina slipped over to the floor as real breasts and vagina formed on his body. His body got its girlish figure without the aid of the corset she normally wore.
"What did you do to me?" Molly cried in a high pitch voice. Molly collapsed on the couch, laying on her back with Josie on top of her. Josie ran her fingers through Molly’s real non wig feminine hair as they kissed and fondled one another breasts and pussy until each were quite wet.
They were soon completely naked and rolled off the couch onto the floor in a 69 formation. Their licking one another pussy made their orgasm come ever quicker and more intense. A love session that Molly wouldn’t live to tell anyone how great it was. She’d be just another of the hotel branch’s ghosts when their night of sex was over. But as they say....What away to go.
THE END
"You’re wrong there." Josie’s smile turned into an evil grin. "I can help you orgasm like the best of women. Orgasm to the point where you’ll beg for it to stop."
"Don’t play with my feelings." Molly said as moans of pleasure echoed out of the walls around her. The frozen mannequins themselves seemed to move up from behind her. Their plastic skin grabbing Molly and holding her arms behind her back. "Hey! What gives here?"
"It’s true." Josie said as she went to the back and brought out a body suit. Snapping the crotch, Molly was slid into the suit by the mannequin. She didn’t even notice her own arms being let go of and the suit arms being held in place. "See for yourself in them mirror."
A female laugher seemed to echo through the old halls of the hotel as they started to look around for the ghost. Course neither really knew what they were going to do when they found them.
"Which room should we start searching?" Molly asked.
"Let’s split up." Mike suggested as they headed through the old hotel shop, Sensational Swimsuit seeing the hotel register opening up by itself. The smell of old mold filled the air as Molly moved into a room and saw the mannequin with the meat cleaver.
"Such a bad girl." Josie grinned as she snapped her fingers. The elevator doors opened up and flames rose up from the shaft. "Enough to melt my plastic friends if I wish."
"I want to help you!" Molly cried out in panic as she moved to a window. From inside the hotel, starring out the window made her see the previous century. Horse drawn carriages and people in 19th century clothes. "What is this?" Molly said as she turned around to see the room empty. Not a ghost in sight.
In another part of the hotel, Mike was walking about when he saw the register book moving along with floor on tiny insect like legs. He then saw a wine bottle floating in the air and pour a drink. They saw the ghosts of pervious customers stepping through the walls before her.
"This is way creepy." Mike backed away. "I’ve come to help you."
"It is only your friend who can help us." Josie said as she stood in a lovely red evening gown and stunning pumps. "Your friend will be my Valentine.
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