Welcome to this year’s Halloween Blog Train! As you know, I’m a huge fan of the entire month of Halloween, for several reasons, but the spooky erotica tales has to be right at the top of the list. You just came from Ms Charlotte and the Things That Go Bump In The Night, and I hope you’re well rested because now the Ghost Lover is gonna get you. Or maybe you’ll become a Ghost Lover! Only one way to find out: keep reading.
The Ghost Lover
When my buddies all got together and said they were gonna go ghost hunting down at the local supposedly haunted hotel downtown, I was so in. I mean, c’mon, that shit’s so fun! Yes, let’s go ghost hunting, let’s do the ghost tour, and find out all that weird creepy shit and then get a little scared. Perfect way to spend a weekend, right? When I agreed to go on the weird adventure with them, I couldn’t have said one way or the other about whether I really believed in ghosts or not. But you know what they say ‘one foot in, one foot out’, and don’t let skepticism get in the way of a good time. So, ghost hunting with the fellas. Why the fuck not?
Haunted Downtown Tour
You gotta love any haunted tour that starts with a goddamn liability waiver. I guess, since we were going to be looking at some dubiously structural buildings and uninhabited places, a little caution would be smart, but they included a bit about how I can’t sue them for mental, spiritual, or paranormal “injury”, and what sort of wacky shit is that? Of course I signed, because in what world can a ghost actually touch you? Yeah, I was an idiot and obviously that waiver was worded like that for a reason. Put my name down all bold, Taylor Smith, full consent and everything, like ghosts and haunts ain’t shit.
Ghost Hotel
Our tour guide did a really good job of being completely creepy and a little off putting. He was dressed in some sort of mix of vintage housefrau chic and scavenger from the donation bin slash homeless dude with bad eyesight. I mean, you can obviously express yourself however you want, but this fella was dressed like he’d forgotten about modern fashion entirely; pink and white floral dress over khaki pants and canvas tennis shoes, with an unzipped hoodie in brown with green stripes. Yeah, it was a look alright. He also grinned with all his teeth out when he told us to “sign into the hotel register, if you dare”, and told us a tale about how if you check in you might not check out in the morning, because something about the handsy ghost will get you.
Of course I signed in, I’m not a sissy.
A Private Room
When the tour guide handed me a room key, he smirked full in my face and told me that since I was so brave I could go ghost hunting all on my lonesome in the Bride’s Room. And yeah, you could hear the capital letters. Weirdo then told us all about how there was a Bride who’d booked the hotel for her honeymoon, only her wedding was cancelled due to the groom running off with a bridesmaid, and then there was a tragedy and a mess and now she’s a ghost in the honeymoon suit. And if you’re brave enough, you can go in that room and meet the Bride.
The Honeymoon Suite
The whole hotel was pretty decrepit and run down, I guess from decades of neglect and various internal fires and the like. But the Honeymoon Suite, that room was weird, because it was clean and all put together nice. No fluff coming out of the mattress, in fact, sheets and fluffy blankets, and nice pillows all arranged pretty. Red roses, dewey and fresh in a vase on the dresser, too. But, it’d been a long ass week, and it was getting on to 3 in the morning, and I was tired. So I sat on the bed, and waited for the Bride, and when this wave of lassitude came over me, like a wave, overwhelming, pulling my eyelids closed and lulling me to sleep, I didn’t really resist too much. The low pitched humming, like a lullabye, that was just my mind cueing up a dream.
Like a Dream
I dreamed. She was so beautiful and young, and gave so much up to have the perfect life. All her dreams and desires, all her wants and wishes, she put aside so she could be a good girlfriend, a good fiance, a good wife. She wanted the perfect life, and she worked for it. She tried. When it was taken from her, stolen, ripped through her fingers, by that ungrateful FUCK, by that WHORE of a former-friend, she burned. She was ice and flame and hate and rage and the water pulled her under, under the bridge, under the ice, into the dark, and she still wanted. She still desired. She still was so determined to have what she wanted, what she deserved. What she earned. She kept trying. Each failure, she learned from, and got better at it. At stepping in. At sliding through the web of the mind still attached to the body. At taking over. After all, they took from her. So why shouldn’t she take from them?!
Waking?
After such a refreshing little nap in the very nice hotel room, I woke, completely refreshed. Sadly, I’d misplaced my pretty clothes, but that was no real problem for a smart gal like myself. Too bad the lovely young man who’d taken the challenge I’d laid down for him was so typically masculine, but I could overcome any obstruction between myself and my goals. Nothing would stop me now, not the stubble on my new chin, not the distressingly flat chest, not the terrible clothes. At least this latest vessel was more easily overcome than my last, who even now I could hear screaming and crying down behind the reception desk. Honestly, some men are just weak, and if they can’t find enough spine to stand up for themselves they deserve to be guided by the strong willed women in their life.
I was done being the good fiance, the sweet girlfriend, the little wallflower who watched life pass her by while waiting for a nice man to betray her on her wedding day. No more of that, no, now I’d be Taylor Smith, newly cracked trans egg, and I’d fucking OWN this entire town by the time I was done. But first, I did need to break in my new body and shake the cobwebs out. Surely at least one of the erstwhile ghost hunters could be down to fuck, right? All that lustful energy would refill my reserves and more. I bet one of Taylor’s ‘buddies’ would be willing to screw him/her/ME, just right.
Want To Go On A Ghost Tour?
Would you be Taylor, screaming inside your mind, and begging to be freed, or would you be the new Taylor, contemplating who you’re going to seduce and fuck first? Or do you think our original ghost hunting fella might learn to really LOVE being the new Taylor, with long hair and pretty dresses, and a much better fashion sense than the tour guide? Maybe the Bride is a better fit with Taylor because he had some deeply hidden, repressed desires. Should I continue the story for you? Well, in the meanwhile head to Ms Blaire’s blog, get your Kink or Treat goodies, and enjoy the rest of the Halloween Blog Train!
Your Ghost Lover, Harper
I have a surprise for you! I did write a Part Two for this story. Go read it right here: The Ghost Lover, Part TWO.
Ohhhhh they are going to “break in” their new body. Take that body out for a test drive so to speak. I love that you did an atypical (for us) gender bending story. AND, of course, the ohhhhhh spooky haunted tour. I love going to a new city and checking out the ghost story places….I’ll be very cautious here!
It always amuses me when people go on ghost tours, and then act like things are both super scary and completely safe at the same time. If you’re safe enough to sit on the haunted bed, why are you afraid of it? Silly people.
I do love a good gender bending adventure. Plus, chicks can have surprise penis! For a treat. 😉
I’m definitely Team New Taylor! In my headcanon, he works his way through his friend group even cucking a few of them by hooking up with their significant others. Consensually, of course 😉
New Taylor is in their slut era, and we should all stan royalty. Get that pussy and/or dick, you’ve been haunting a gross hotel with only a weird ghost tour guide for too long! Time to have some FUN.
No way would I stay anywhere that required me to sign a liability waiver lol. Braver souls than I…but they were warned and the haunted hotel delivered. Break in that new body, Taylor! 😉
No liability waivers for you? I do love a roller coaster, and some haunted locations make you sign because of lead paint or asbestos, or in case a wall falls on you or something. I don’t know many that actually include “if you get haunted by a ghost on the haunted ghost tour it’s not our problem”… but now I want to run a ghost tour and include that!!!
The biggest alarm would have gone off the moment I had to sign something. LOL Awesome tale.
I’m a fan of a good liability waiver. Just, y’know, to cover all the bases. And also ramp up the spine chilling warning…
I. so like going to a haunted hotel an playing
Hoping to get that sexy ghost transition? Haunted hotels can be a type of inexpensive healthcare, I guess… rofl!
What a twist! Can’t wait to hear more, please! In cases like this, I’m glad no one heeds the warnings!
I definitely have a least one more story about the Ghost Lover knocking around in the back of my head. 😉 And warnings? psh, those are for sissies. (literally)
Flip the script is right! What a haunting good time, Ms Harper! I wonder too which Taylor others might be?
Sound off, which Taylor are you?
You know I’m full Team New Taylor! She’s got a brand new lease on life and is planning to have a lot of fun with her brand new body. Poor Old Taylor can learn to like it. 😉
Holy mother of all! the twist this took had my heart hearing out of my chest. I love the idea of her getting all the ass she could get.
Oh, she’s gonna get ass and cock and mouth and more! Fully into that slut era, get it gurl
love it
What do you think, will Taylor ever find the masculine strength to kick the Ghost Lover out? Or is it all New Taylor for life?!
Mmm, loving the NEW Taylor! Not to mention the new and improved fashion sense. I definitely want to read more!
I think I’m definitely going to have to write more about the Adventures of the Ghost Lover!
…..welp, i’ve gotta be honest, I’ll do a lot of things I’ve never done before in a very fancy hotel room. I guess Taylor and I have that in common 😉
Happy Halloween, Miss Harper!
A fancy hotel room is so much fun to play in! I mean, clean, clear space, fresh linens, and Room Service!!!
Ok, this post ROCKS! What a great story–so imaginative and spooky, and the narrator’s voice was so much fun to listen to in my head as I read along. I hope you write more!
Did you like that perspective swap for the narration voice? I worked hard on that tonal shift. 😉
I did! And you handled it perfectly!
Yay! I’m glad it came off well. I do like to try some interesting things with perspective and tone for the erotic horror tales here!
Harper, As someone that is into the paranormal and has done ghosts tours. I really enjoyed your story. It is fantastic. I look forward to reading more.
I love love love a good ghost tour. An engaging tour guide really makes things entertaining. I buried an Easter Egg in the story, too, a direct reference to one of my favorite paranormal researchers. 😉
All a ghost bride needs to start her “life” over is a willing host. Looks like she’s about to have some fucking cracking that body wide open.
Time to reshape that body to better suit her current needs! Can’t get your back blown out in an epic double bang if you only have one hole. Or, well, you can I guess, but it’s more fun with a pussy…
Wow Harper…you are just fucking ahhhmazing girl!!! I was like…what did I just read…what is really happening in that beautiful honeymoon suite?!? I say a big fat YESSSSS for Taylor Smith and her/him/them seducing and fucking anyone and everyone…being his/her/their true authentic self…and TOTALLY owning the entire fucking town!!! 😉
You know once she gets ahold of a nice wardrobe it’s all over, and I don’t think Old Taylor is going to object too much, either!
I do believe in spooks I do I do (the cowardly lion was on point) I do not know if there are truly ghosts out there but if they are they can have Taylor! If he embraced the “new” well he/she/her will be a force!
I think there are haunts out there, and maybe those are what remains of people, but there are definitely times and places that can wake you up and leave you changed in ineffable ways… like maybe sitting on a haunted bed and taking a nap. 😉
👻 Oh Harper, that was hauntingly hot! 💋 The way the Bride claimed Taylor was chilling, clever, and just the right mix of spooky and seductive. I loved every eerie, sexy twist! You always know how to make ghost stories feel deliciously alive. What a perfect “kink or treat!” 🎃✨
I aim to tittilate! And also scare the pants right off a fella and into a nice A-line skirt.
Old Taylor can’t come to the phone right now! New Taylor – totally!!!! Oh I loved this story – awesome job
New Taylor is about to tear the town UP!
See I would of left when they talk about spiritual damage in the waver cause everything else sounds like a formality but what do you mean spiritual or paranormal injuries? I can’t wait for the second part. I want to see how she seduces all his friends
That waiver seems like such a red flag, and yet you know there’s been a series of fellas who fell prey to the Ghost Bride. People don’t pay attention to that little voice that says ‘hm, this seems like a bad idea’…
Ms Harper, How did I know we would need a “waiver” on your stop?? I will be honest I was a little nervous but that quickly went away with New Taylor. Oh you must keep us updated.
She’s about to be in her ‘new body who dis’ era! I have to write a part two…
I think the only proper way to break in a new body is with a hormonally charged ghost hunter! lol I love it. 🖤👻
Hormonally charged ghost hunters can be surprisingly sexy!
Love this! They are definitely going to take that new body out for a spin! I also love a good haunted story at Halloween time! Well done Ms Harper
Things that go bump and grind in the night are my fave! And a ghost taking over a willing host for some fuckery? yes!
Oh, TayTay!! The absolute FUN this adventure is going to be! LOL YES! I want more of this story. The sheer confusion of the friends being seduced has me in line for it already!!
You know they’re gonna be so perplexed by how all of a sudden Taylor’s turned into a cock sucking slut! Or maybe they’ve been enjoying some fun on the ‘down low’ all along, so Taylor’s reveal as an eager bottom won’t be a shock at all!!!
That was a surprising twist I didn’t see coming–especially after the blog title & misdirect by mentioning a handsy ghost. I thought it was going to be all about The Bride determined to have her wedding night, even from beyond the grave—NOT a tale of vengeful possession with a taste for orientation bending joyrides. Honestly? I’m *thrilled* by the surprise ending. Bravo!
The twist is important in erotic horror! You have to subvert expectations, which means you set them up first, and then, surprise! Nothing is as you thought it was, everything is upside down and backwards, and Taylor’s got a new lease on life.
I am Team NEW Taylor. I mean if I were a ghost bride I would do the same, and I would mess with everyone. Yeah, everyone would need a waiver 😀 Great story!
I kinda think I should carry around a stack of waivers, and when people approach me in public, I should make them sign one. Bet that would cut down on people bothering me… 😉
Maybe that transformation/possession wouldn’t be so bad?
Oh, it’s gonna be a scream!
What a great story! I love the spooky vibe and the dilemma at the end. I am also on team New Taylor going on a seduction and fucking spree. I was thinking that I needed a part two, and then I saw that you wrote one! Going to read it now! 😺
I couldn’t resist! I had to bring more of Taylor’s adventures to my blog. 😉
Mmm, you know I would take that new body out for a test spin too. No more Ms Nice Woman, right?
See what being nice got her? No more of that! Now she’s gonna go get what she wants, when she wants it. Nothing like a second chance at lift to really empower a woman!
Love it! And love even more that it sounds like there might be sequels, if only in your naughty sessions with playmates who read this and discovered some buried longings of their own!
Great Expectations meets American Horror Story meets Get Out, all wrapped in a coerced feminization bow! 👏👏👏👏👏👏
Oh my, that’s quite an exalted list of literature to be included in! Thank you Ms Rachel!
Thank YOU for the titillating and creative tale!
I’m glad you liked it! <3
You know it’s gonna be good when you need to sign a waiver first! 🤣
Tbh, the idea of body jumping for a day would be so fun. I’d totally test the limits of my new body!!
Wouldn’t that be fun? Talk about some ‘no strings’ fun and experimentation. I’d totally jump into a male body, to play with his dick…