Well everyone, chapter number 5 is here. Right on schedule. Here's a quick tip, this chapter will mostly focus on Sam. You all know Sam right? Sam Manson. You know the girl who's been crush'n on Danny, the titular hero, for past 8 years.

Oh wait I'm sorry. That number is wrong. See that number is the earliest number I could find as Sam explained in the poindexter chapter that she knew Danny and tuck since at last second grade. So 8 years give or take.

You see the real number is however long in-universe its been since Danny could 'go ghost'. Haven't you people noticed that? I know its been awhile since the show's been on the air but it always struck me as funny that Sam was always set up from the get-go as Danny's love interest, or at least the implied final result, even though she only showed any romantic interest in the hero... when he was a hero.

Now don't get me wrong. I am not ignoring the occasion when she and Danny shared a moment when he was a red blooded human known as fenton. But as far as my memory can tell Sam always preferred White hair and green eyes over Black hair and blue eyes.

Just one writers opinion. Thats a tip. The second one is that this story will explore Sam and Danny's relationship from a lot of angles. I am sorry to report that not many of you will be happy with either the process or the result. But hey! You can't please everybody.

Now then off to the show. I own nothing. Please enjoy.

What You Wish For

Chapter 5: Misdirection

As the day turned into afternoon, the people of Amity remained as lively as ever. Though a few white clouds had rolled in, it provided a nice, comfortable shade to those enjoying their day in the park. Yes, rain might be coming but by the time it did, it would be night fall. For now, everyone intended to enjoy the day to the fullest before the predicted storm cell moved in the next day.

In the mall below, the two remaining members of team Phantom were having a difficult time tracking our resident wishing ghost. Sam was searching through the mall on foot while Danny was flying from above, invisible, and in Phantom form. They were communicating via the Fenton Communicator Sam had in her ear. Under normal circumstances, this would be a great tactic in hunting down Desiree. Unfortunately, the circumstances were anything but normal.

Through the air above the food court Danny invisibly floated. Searching, eying, observing the customers, workers, and families below as they went about their business. He saw a small boy jump into the water fountain against his Grandfather's orders. He saw a girl, a classmate of his, dragging her boyfriend to a taco stand to pay for her meal. He saw a clerk sell an extremely overpriced remote controlled helicopter. All of which was useless.

Groaning, Danny rolled his eyes and flew to the other side of the food court, once he did he looked down and just saw more of the same. Just more random, non-important people under his protection that had nothing to do with- he spotted a tall stunning woman in a brown trench coat walking into the Korean barbecue line.

Halting in midair, Danny dived straight down at the figure in stereotypical disguise. The prey was in sight. The hunt was over. He knew it. Closing in by the second, Danny reached out his arms to grab...but then the figure walked passed another woman in black and purple. His eyes flinched off his target to stare at this new player that was important enough to warrant his attention, only to discover it was Sam...talking to some random guy while eating a salad.

"What the hell-"

"*WACK* Ow! *THUD* Shit! SMACK* Damn it!" Sam heard Danny exclaim through her ear piece. Looking up and behind her, she saw that nearly all the light fixtures and signs hanging from the ceiling were dented in the shape of Danny's head. Confused, she spoke silently into her ear piece.

"Danny, are you okay?"

Danny nervously chuckled at her tone before replying. "Sorry. I, uh got distracted. Just go back to talking to-" Danny turned around and saw that who he thought was some guy talking to Sam was actually a standee promoting body wash. "Never mind."

"Well, whatever, get down here and help me look for Desiree before people start to notice all the racket you are making up there."

"Sure thing. Give me a minute." Danny replied before phasing into a bathroom, transforming back into Danny Fenton in one of the empty stall, running out and up to Sam. All without directly looking at her. Once at her side the two began walking forward to continue their search again.

"So what exactly distracted you?" Sam asked turning to look at Danny.

When he heard his best friend ask that he turned himself to look at her. When he did he saw her newly transformed body in all its beautiful glory.

Starting with her face Danny noticed that Sam's hair was still in the same style as before but was now much longer, reaching down to her mid back. Her make up was perfectly applied with the same shade of purple, her eyes half open, inadvertently looking like she was trying to tease him. Her purple lipstick brought out her beautiful, full lips and showcased her irresistible, royal violet eyes.

Looking down Danny could see that the same T shirt Sam was wearing before her transformation was now too short for her, only covering her chest and showing her mid-drift. Because of Sam's new 'growth', the shirt was stretched so much that it tore in the middle of the collar and ripped down to the center of the violet circle in the center of the shirt at the nipple line, showing an almost illegal amount of cleavage to her breathtaking breasts, suffocated by her shirt that was meant for a petite teenager not a full grown adult. Danny saw Sam's breasts jiggle and bounce by only the slightest movement, as Sam rolled her eyes.

"Are my tits really that amazing that you can't even answer my question?" she asked, doing her best to cover herself with her arms.

Finally looking up at her face, Danny blushed deeply. "Sorry Sam."

"Your just sorry that you got caught." she replied before looking around, seeing nearly everyone staring at them, at her. "Although looking how everyone else is acting around us, I feel that in this case it may be a valid excuse."

As they kept walking, Sam noticed many more guys acting ridiculous and running into random object while they tried to check her out.

A Hispanic guy in an expensive suit walked up to them and asked. "Hey babe. Why don't you leave the kid and hang with a real man?"

"Screw that guy. Come with me and I'll show you the time of your life." Sad a man with a French accent with a beard and an Adam hairstyle.

"Hey there, cutie. If you ever get tired of these dicks, why don't you try a women's touch." Said an Asian woman with a Bronx accent, in a navy blue spandex shorts and under armor shirt.

Sam was astounded at how bold some of these people were getting. Catching Danny's hand in hers, Sam gave all the people hitting on her a sinister grin with rejection after rejection.

"Not happening." Sam pointed at the suit. "Go fuck yourself D-bag!" Sam said giving the French guy the finger. "Sorry but I don't swing that way." Sam replied, backing away from the lesbian who looked like she could bench press a bus. Going down the ever growing line of people taken by her looks. Danny neither worried nor cared about the many guys and girls trying to get Sam's attention. He was glad just to holding her hand and being close to his friend-now-sexual-fantasy-girl.

Unfortunately for the pair, this made their search for Desiree all but impossible. Seeing that her pursuers were too occupied to keep an eye out for her, the wishing ghost causally walked away from the pair and made her way back to the food bazar.

"Seems the gloomy girl is regretting her wish already." Desiree giggled as she watched several teenagers rush past her, trying to get a look at Sam. "Not even five minutes in her new body and already she has a majority of the male population trying for her. Even the Ghost Child is immune to her body. That suits me just fine. It keeps them off my trail, but it feels nice not having the men pester me."

Danny and Sam had just forced their way through the thirty or so people that had crowded around Sam, trying to woo her or simply gaze at her extremely sexy body. Sam let out a sigh of relief, thinking that the worst of the flirts were finally gone. Unfortunately for her, another guy walked towards her.

He seemed to be twenty years old, a confident, if not smug look on his face. He wore a dark red silk shirt, plated dress paints, raven black tie and a hair style that just screamed D-bag. He reeked of old money. In short the type of guy her parents have always tried to set her up with since she turned 12.

"My, my. What an exotic lady you are." the man said, producing a rose from God knows where and offering it to Sam. Which annoyed Sam that yet another guy was hitting on her.

"Wow, thats a bad pick up line. If the dozens of other rejects didn't give you a hint that she isn't interested, then listen to me." Danny said rolling his eyes.

The man scoffed at Danny before replying, "Step aside, kid. You wanna tell your little brother to back off so we can have some alone time?"

Both Danny and Sam raised gave the guy confused looks. "She's not my sister."

This time the D-bag gave Danny a confused look. "Then why the hell is she with you? Are you even old enough to drive kid?"

Now Danny was getting mad. Who did this guy think he was?

"Maybe I wasn't clear the first time. Fuck off, she's is with me." he growled, raising his and Sam's interlocked hands to prove his point.

"Please. She is obviously with you because she pities you, or a pedophile. Either way it doesn't look good for you kid." The guy reached into his pocket and pulled out a huge wad of $100 bills, obviously trying to show off in front of Sam as he gave Danny one bill. "Here. Go buy yourself something nice. Away from us. Okay? Great!"

Sam could see this situation was escalating quickly. She could almost see the steam pouring from Danny's ears and knew that if this prick kept egging him on, Danny would snap. Thinking fast, Sam snapped. "Ugh! Enough of this crap. I'm gonna go powder my nose...or whatever the cliche is."

Giving a knowing wink to Danny, she slowly walked towards the nearest restroom before casually sliding an 'Out of Order' sign in front of it.

Both the playboy and Danny watched as Sam walked down to the ladies bathroom. Her now perfectly curvy hips inadvertently swaying from side to side. Her skirt swinging from one side to the other with her, revealing even more skin. Both males were hypnotized by the sight of Sam's now large, succulent behind. Right up to the very moment when Sam disappeared into the bathroom.

Chuckling to himself, thinking he had scored, Danny patiently waited for what Sam was planning to do.

"Danny. The bathroom is clear. Try and phase in here with me so we can come up with a new plan." Sam said through his earpiece.

"Sure." Danny whispered back before he casually found a private area and transformed into Phantom. Before he made his way to Sam, however, an evil smile came across his face. Remaining invisible, he stood in front of the playboy, planted his left foot, and kicked the playboy's crotch as hard as he could. Danny was pleased to hear a feminine shriek leave the man's lips before he fell over sideways and curled into the fetal position, cupping his crotch.

Satisfied with his work, Danny remained invisible and strolled into the bathroom where Sam was hiding.

"Hey Sam. Nice escape plan from the jackass." Danny said as he turned visible again.

"That guy was such a prick. It seemed like he expected me to fall for him immediately and fuck my brains out." Sam said in disgust. "Is he gone?"

"I don't think he'll be bothering you or any other girl any time soon." Danny said in a matter of fact tone.

"What did you do?" she asked, cocking her eyebrow.

"I..." Danny started to say as his eyes drifted south from her face and towards her chest. Blinking a few times, he brought his gaze back to her face. "I gave him a swift kick in the crotch. Should have heard him scream."

Sam couldn't help but laugh. "Good. Too bad I missed it."

"Yeah..." Danny replied as his eyes switched back down again.

When Sam recovered from her laughter, she looked up to see Danny checking her out. Had she not experienced several other guys give her new body a look over before, she would have enjoyed the attention Danny was now giving her. Now, however, she was extremely frustrated that Danny was turning into one of the mindless, horny idiots that they had just escaped from.

"Danny." Sam said, snapping her fingers in front of his face. No response.

"Danny!" she said, raising her voice and lightly patting his cheek with her hand. Still no response.

"DANNY!" Sam full on yelled, slapping his face with as much force as she could muster. His head jerked to the side from the slap but immediately returned to gaze at Sam's chest.

Sam was starting to panic. She had thought she had overcome Desiree's twist but she...she was starting to think she was sorely mistaken. A horde of random flirts she could tolerate. But having her best friend and secret crush turn into some sort of mindless boner zombie- 'Oh crap. Don't look down! Don't look down! Don't look down!'

Sam looked down to Danny's crotch ready for what was probably some traumatic site she didn't want to see...yet. But thankfully Danny was in his ghost tail form: a long ectoplasmic wisp appearing from his waist and slowly turning invisible down its length until she couldn't see it anymore.

Sighing in relief, Sam regained her composure before she opened the door to one of the bathroom stalls and shoved Danny in, hoping that once the line of sight was broken, he would turn back to normal.

Danny stumbled into the stall, his tail bumping into the toilet and his head making contact with the wall. He yelped in pain and cradled his head in his hands. As the ache receded, he blinked his eyes several times before taking in his surroundings. He was still in the bathroom but now he seemed to be in one of the stalls. He tried to remember how he had gotten here but he was drawing up blanks. The last thing he could clearly remember was telling Sam how he had punted the playboy's balls before his mind went blank. Then he was suddenly and violently shoved into his stall.

"Sam? What happened?" Danny asked. He could hear a sigh come from Sam before she replied.

"Danny, you need to stay in there if you are going to talk to me."

He was baffled by her reply.

"Why? What's wrong?"

"Whatever Desiree did that changed my body and is causing the guys to drool over me is now affecting you." she answered, worry evident in her voice.

"How? I don't understand." he replied.

"Really? You just forgot where you were as I shoved you into a stall and you don't understand? Come one Man! Your a superhero."

Danny could feel his cheeks flare up from his own embarrassment. "Okay, fine. You've made your point."

"Whatever she did to me is now affecting you. I don't want you to hurt yourself because I distracted you...Again!"

"Thanks, Sam. I guess the bigger problem would be what are we going to do about your parents or the school when they see your new body?"

Sam shrugged of the question, quickly replying, "My parents have a business meeting in London, so they won't be back for a few weeks. As for school, I can always call in sick until we figure this body situation out."

Danny shook his head. "What about your grandmother or people who work at your house?"

"My grandma is senile. Besides, she usually spends her days either watching soaps or just napping. For the people who work at my manor, I always let them off whenever my parents aren't around. They don't really argue."

"Okay, fine. But its still short term plan. You know that."

"Danny, look at our track record. Yeah, Des's got us down right now but we'll have her back in the thermos in a week or less."

"So what do we do now? Do we just give up hunting Desiree today?"

"No. She is still out there, granting wishes and getting more powerful. If we can find her, we might be able to reverse this wish."

"But won't it be difficult to search again? Who knows when the crowd might return and then there's me getting distracted again."

Sam thought about this for a moment, trying to figure out the most efficient method of searching through the mall.

"We'll take turns. One of us will stay here while the other searches. After an hour we'll switch."

"Okay. Its something. I hope it works. We're running out of time." Danny said, preparing to phase out of the stall and back into the mall before a thought occurred to him.

"Sam... I'm sorry about zoning out. I... I just..." Danny said, struggling to apologize for his actions.

"Forget about it Danny. Desiree turned me into this. You are just a victim of circumstance." Sam said, appreciating the fact that he was willing to say he was sorry for something he couldn't control.

With that, Danny phased out of the bathroom and began his patrol. Compared to their first attempt at searching after Sam's transformation, this was much easier. Still, much was on the halfa's mind. Was this new body permanent or temporary? Would he always act this way around her new body or was there a way he could fight it?

Meanwhile, Sam was doing her own form of soul searching.

"Great. Once again, I get on the wrong side of Desiree's powers. Should have known she would have twisted it." she sighed, walking over to a mirror to inspect her new body more thoroughly.

For the first time since she transformed Sam finally got a good look at herself. Looking at her reflection, Sam couldn't help but be impressed with her new look. It reminded her of when Desiree twisted her wish the first time in freshmen year. When Danny forgot about her and inadvertently no longer had any of his powers. She had to 'dress up' like a damn Bratz doll just for him to take her seriously. 'God I hated doing that.'

But her current look...it actually looked like her. Well, kinda. Closing up to the mirror she looked...older she guessed. Mature would be a better description. Her hair was longer, which she thought she'd never do but admitted she looked good in it. Looking at her face Sam could see that her makeup was perfectly applied. Her eyes and lips stood out the most.

Looking down further in the mirror Sam saw that her shirt was stretched to the utter limit. She had this shirt since she turned 12 and it was already tight on her but now... 'Wow!' Sam thought as she took a step back to get a better look.

The same T shirt was now covering her chest and only her chest thanks to her now gargantuan sized breasts. Grabbing a hold of the underside of her now large boobs Sam felt that the only thing supporting them was the shirt itself as her bra was now more like a slutty bikini that only covered her nipples and she could feel that the middle clasp and the back was snapped off and broken.

Pushing her breasts up a bit to get a better evaluation Sam heard a tearing sound. Looking in the down at her new breasts Sam saw for the first time the large rip from her collar down to middle of the circle on the shirt. Lowering her breasts Sam saw the rip tear even more than before, in fact below the nipple line. Looking now at the mirror Sam saw that she was now showing what had to be an illegal amount of cleavage that would have certainly gotten her an indecent exposer charge.

Shocked by this Sam let go of her breasts completely and was shocked to discoverer that they bounced almost like they defied gravity. It was like some found two water beds the size of balloons and tapped them to her chest.

"Gah!" Sam squealed as she grabbed hold of her breasts again to try and get them to stop shaking and bouncing. Her cheeks as red as Jazz Fenton's hair. Taking a deep breath Sam slowly let go of her boobs only to find that they were indeed moving like they were before but to a smaller extent. Sam tried again to hold them in place but every time she let go she got the same result.

Dropping her arms to the side Sam watched as her now giant gravity less boobs dance like they were at a rave. Slightly disgusted at herself Sam sighed. "This can't get any worse."

But Sam was wrong as she head the same tearing sound again and saw in the mirror that the same rip was getting worse and was quickly with each passing bump her shirt was tearing itself apart. Panicking Sam quickly grabbed hold of both sides of the rip to keep it in place. "Okay, thats gonna be a problem."

Sam was almost afraid to look but she had to know. Looking back into the mirror Sam looked lower and saw that below her now ruined shirt and GIANT breasts she had a purple belly button ring. Sam smiled. "I always wondered what I'd look like with one of those. Not bad."

Unfortunately that good feeling was short lived and the embarrassment came flooding back when Sam looked wider and found that her thong's strings were fully exposed and were caught over her now wide as hell baby bearing hips. "Oh come on!"

Before Sam could find an answer to that she heard another ripping sound. Looking down at her chest Sam could see that it wasn't from her shirt. Confused Sam backed up again to get a better look, but the second she did she heard the tearing sound again and saw that her skirt was just like her shirt. Ripped almost all the way down but only this time at the side and was still tearing. With her free hand Sam tried to grab it but she was too late and the skirt tore in half and fell on the ground. "Seriously?!"

Holding her breasts with one hand Sam picked up her now ruined skirt and wrapped it around herself as best she could. Sighing, Sam let go of her breasts just long enough to tie a knot at the top of her skirt to keep it together. Unfortunately the shirt ripped all the way down until the bottom, just below her breasts themselves before stopping as her breasts were now almost free ranged, with a good inch between them as they hung out.

Frustrated, Sam dropped her head down only for her breasts to start juggling up and down again. Sam rolled her eyes as she lifted her head back up in the mirror for one last eye full. Looking down even further at her legs Sam saw that her leggings were like the rest of her clothes: Stretched to the limit. But unlike her skirt and shirt, her leggings were actually designed for that and still fit, only now they looked like stalkings.

Fully taking in her new look: her long shiny beautiful hair. Her tight, absolute cleavage showing shirt. Her belly button ring and exposed thong. Her almost belt looking ripped skirt that showed practically everything. And her leggings that passed more as lingerie.

Shaking her head Sam said. "No wonder they acted like idiots. I'm kinda surprised they didn't foam at the mouth and gang rape me! I look like a stripper."

Turing away from the sink Sam tried to calm herself down. "Jesus, Danny. I'm so sorry."

She let out another heavy sigh. Now she knew a little of what Paulina felt in how she attracts the male population. Thinking back to how she got into this situation, she couldn't help but be angry at herself. She had already experienced first hand how Desiree could twist her wish. Why did she think she could out smart the ancient genie this time around?

"Serves me right, I guess. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, aw shit!" Sam said as she banged her head against the stall door. Opening her eyes, Sam expected to see her new, almost impossible bust. But instead only saw her shirt falling off of her.

"Gah!" Sam said as she tried grabbed hold of her destroyed shirt. Holding on to it Sam sighed as she turned around to see that she looked like in her new form without a shirt but only to find that she had shrunk 2 feet and was skinny as a twig.

"Yes!" Sam exclaimed, throwing her fist into air for victory. Unfortunately for her, her body was the only thing that reverted back to normal while her clothes remained the same size as her aged up/hot body. The sudden movement caused her clothes to fall off her body, leaving her with only broken bra on, barely covering her now small breasts. When she lowered her arm and looked down at her body to figure out why there was a sudden draft in the room, her bra fell off as well, leaving her completely naked.

"Spoke too soon." she said, letting out an exasperated sigh before making a finger gun with right hand and pretending to pull the trigger. Thinking quickly, she called Danny through her communication ear piece.

Danny was carefully searching the mall, trying to catch a glimpse of Desiree from the air when he heard Sam's voice come through the communicator.

"Uh, Danny, we may have a slight problem with our previous plan." Sam said, a nervous tone evident.

"Why? What happened?" he asked.

There was a brief pause before she replied.

"Well... Just come back ASAP."

As the line went dead, Danny wondered what could be more important that could have come up now as he made his way back to the bathroom Sam was hiding in. Upon phasing through, the first thing he noticed was the pile of Sam's clothes on the floor. Second was that Sam was nowhere in sight.

"Sam? You okay?" Danny asked.

"Not sure how to answer that." he heard Sam reply, her voice coming from one of the closed stall doors. "Uh...good news. I got my normal body back. Bad news, my clothes didn't shrink with me. Now they're too big for me."

"Uhhhh, okay." Danny said, understanding her confusion. There was an awkward pause between the two where Sam tried to think of how to solve this new problem while Danny's eyes slowly drifted towards Sam's clothes, landing on the purple thong. His mind started to drift away as he imagined Sam's hot body again before his thoughts were interrupted.

"How much money do you have on you right now?"

"About $5. Why?"

"Damn it. And I already spent my cash on lunch. You think you could rush out and buy me a towel or something? Just so I can cover myself so you can fly me back to my place. We're going to have to call off our search till tomorrow. I can't continue without any clothes."

"I'll try but don't expect anything fancy." he replied, changing back into Danny Fenton before rushing off to the nearest store.

***Meanwhile, With Desiree***

Taking a seat in the food bazar with her most recently charmed off meal, Desiree thought over the recent events after her most recent wish to the gloomy companion of the Ghost Child. It had been very humorous to see how embarrassed and aroused he became once he noticed what his friend had turned into.

"Poor boy. Hopefully he doesn't get too nervous when he loses his virginity." she chuckled. "Although I think his companion had a more difficult time. From the difficulty they had at finding me and the amount of men that were following her, I doubt she has ever received attention like this before."

Her giggles turned into full on laughter as she saw the stupidity of the various men and women that had attempted to seduce her.

"The fools. Their flirtations might as well have fallen on deaf ears. She didn't know how to react to them. Had she a little more intuition, she could have them curled around her finger, giving her everything she wanted while she gave them nothing in return."

Calming down, she thought of how difficult it was for her to learn that lesson. Medieval India was certainly not the kindest place to live in. The life lessons she was forced to learn came at a great price to both her body and her mind. The pains of the body healed with time. The mental scars, however, that took longer.

Looking up, she was surprised to see Danny running across the food bazar and into one of the clothing shops. Finding it strange that he wasn't actively searching for her, she remained where she was, prepared to go invisible at a moment's notice. A minute later, she saw him rushing out of the store and towards one the modern chamber pot rooms for women, carrying a vibrantly colored towel with illustrations of oddly distorted horses.

"Why would he buy something so hideous? And where exactly is his somber friend? I would think he would stick by her." she asked herself. Now that her curiosity was piqued, she made her was slowly to the women's room.

***Back With Sam and Danny***

Danny skidded into the bathroom, breathing heavily but successful during his mission.

"Got it, Sam." he panted, catching his breath.

"Great. I was starting to worry, seeing how long you were gone." she replied from within the stall.

"Before I give this to you, try to remember I only had 5 bucks on me." Danny said before tossing the towel to her over the stall door. She grabbed the towel from him and he could hear her unfold it.

"You got to be kidding me." Sam said, disgust evident in her voice. "My Little Pony? They didn't have a simple black towel?"

"Those were the more expensive and out of my price range." he chuckled, his eyes slowly drifting back towards the pile of clothes again. They landed on her thong again.

"You didn't have enough to at least get a can of black spray paint?" she complained.

Seeing that she was preoccupied, Danny casually bent down and picked up her lacy undergarment.

"Nope." he replied, rubbing his fingers through the thin fabric. "All I got back was a couple of dimes and pennies."

Before he could really do anything, Danny heard Sam fumbling with the lock on the door. He quickly put his hands (and her thong) behind his back before the door opened. Like she had said, Sam was now back in her normal body. Her new pink towel tightly wrapped around her body from her upper chest down to just above her knees. The towel left little to the imagination. But Danny could see that while Sam wasn't almost laughably attractive as she was before, she was by no means ugly.

Sam was still pretty curvy. While Sam's breasts weren't as big as before, they were perkier and from what he see her ass might not be as large or luscious, it was a lot tighter. And while her legs didn't have the same curves as before the looked like they could go on for miles.

Looking her over, Danny couldn't help the blush creeping on his face. Even though she was no longer porn star hot, she was still good to look at.

"Alright, you ready to fly back to my house?" Sam asked, adjusting her horrible towel before looking at Danny.

Once again, Danny was eying her. It was kinda like before only now he didn't look like a brain dead meat puppet of hormones. He looked like he could actually think, but was still checking her out. It reminded her of the Bratz doll situation again. But unlike before, it actually brought a smile to her face. He was still focusing on her. It gave Sam hope that there still might be a chance for them.

"Danny." she said, snapping her fingers in front of his face.

"Huh? What?" he asked, getting puled from his reverie.

"Did you hear what I asked?"

"No. No, I didn't." he replied, rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand.

Sighing, she said, "I asked if you could fly me back home."

"Oh, sure thing." he chuckled, turning into Phantom and carefully stowing her thong in one of the back pockets of his suit. "So are we calling it a day here?"

"Yeah. Desiree got the better of us today but tomorrow we'll be prepared." she said.

"What about Tucker and anybody else that makes a wish while we're gone?" Danny asked.

"Tucker will be fine. Its not like he is in real prison yet. He's just in lock up so he won't have to worry about dropping the soap."

Sam laughed for a moment as Danny just stood there with a sullen look on his face. Sam continued. "As for other people making wishes, I don't think she is able to make large wishes. She is too weak to do anything complicated yet, if she could this place would be crawling in ghost constructs. Like in the ghost convention."

"Alright. If you say so." he replied, allowing her to pick up her clothes before picking her up bridal style, phasing out of the mall, and making their way towards Sam's house.

Outside the bathroom, a certain wishing ghost happened to overhear the teen ghost hunter's conversation.

"Interesting. You guessed powerful I currently am. I don't know what 'lock up' is but one way or another, that whelp will get whats coming to him. As for these two, it seems that I have succeeded in deterring them today. Tomorrow, however...well they'll see."

With that, Desiree made her way back to the wishing well, to increasing her power more and more.

***The Skies over Amity***

Breathtaking. That was the words that came to Sam's mind as the two were soaring above the city. It looked like the city was shining from up there. Cars were moving, people were walking, and the buildings beamed. It was like she was dreaming. Looking up at Danny, she couldn't help but admire how the light from the sun cast an almost heavenly glow around him. His silvery white hair was glimmering and his ecto green eyes shone like emeralds.

Oh yeah, definitely like her dreams. Now this was not to say that Sam wasn't attracted to Danny in his normal form. She found Danny Fenton cute. A close friend that she would love to date but when you got down to it he was an almost hilariously generic, normal guy. Danny Phantom, on the other hand...he was a damn super hero! He was mysterious, confident, dangerous. If he went public he would instantly have legions of fan girls.

At that moment, Danny decided to see how his passenger was holding up. Looking down, he gave Sam a reassuring smile which she returned.

"Danny." Sam said.

The uniquely purple color of her eyes that were accentuated by her gothic makeup.

"Danny!" she said, this time more urgent.

Her petite body in his arms, the towel wrapped around her displaying her curves."DANNY!" Sam yelled, finally managing to break Danny from his trance. Looking up from Sam, he saw to his horror that they were seconds away from crashing into a billboard advertising for Turner Home Real-estate. Danny made a sharp pull up, missing the top of the billboard by mere inches, before settling out and letting out the breath he had been holding in.

"What was that about, Danny?" Sam asked, glaring daggers at him.

"I...uhhh... got distracted." he said lamely, adjusting his hold on Sam since his sudden maneuver caused her to shift in his grip.

Letting out a sigh of frustration, Sam tried to enjoy the ride as she had moments previously. For some reason, however, something seemed wrong with her current situation. She had all her clothes so that couldn't be the problem. Danny was currently paying attention to where he was flying. Although the towel she was wearing was hideous, she would be rid of it as soon as they arrived at her mansion. Yet her mind was telling her that there was something wrong with her current situation.

It wasn't until she looked down did she notice that one of Danny's hands was now groping her left breast. The realization of this caused Sam to blush furiously. If that wasn't enough, she knew that if he realized that he was cupping her breast, he would likely flip out while flying and cause them to have another near death experience.

Deciding to fix the matter herself, she gently gripped his wrist and tried to slowly move it away from her breast."Hey Sam, if you keep doing that, I'm gonna..." Danny started to say before he realized why Sam had been trying to move his hand from.

"Holy crap!" Danny said, trying to quickly adjust his grip on her and loosing focus on what was in front of him again.

"Danny, watch out!" Sam yelled. Looking up again, he noticed they were about to crash into the side of a building. This time, Danny simply phased the two of them through the three story pile of bricks instead of attempting another arial maneuver.

Once they had cleared that obstacle, Danny looked back down to Sam. "Sam, I'm sooooo sorry. I had no idea that my ha-"

"STOP!" Sam yelled.

Immediately, Danny stopped flying and hovered in midair, not looking forward to her wrath.

"Sam-" he started to say before Sam slapped her hand over his mouth.

"Shut up and listen!" she growled. Danny simply looked back at her with worry in his eyes.

"If you understand what I'm saying just nod okay?"

Danny followed her instructions and nodded.

"Good. What just happened...we aren't gonna talk about it okay? It never happened."

Again, Danny nodded.

"Alright." Sam said, "Until we get back to my place no talking! Eyes on the sky. Thats it. I don't wanna die. Do you understand me?"

Another nod.

"Great. Now get a grip and take me home." she instructed.

Getting a final nod, she took her hand off his mouth and allowed him to adjust his grip before he took off again. The remainder of the flight was uneventful and Sam was grateful to be back on solid ground when Danny phased into her bedroom.

"Could you go and wait in my bathroom while I change?" Sam asked.

"Uhhh, sure." Danny said, giving her an awkward yet apologetic smile before entering Sam's private bathroom and closing the door.

"Great job, Danny. You almost kill yourself and your best friend twice in one trip, then you managed to ah...that." he moaned to himself as he leaned his back against the door and slid down to the floor.

"Might as well add on that you are a perv for keeping her thong from when she had her porn star look." he said to himself as he pulled out Sam's thong from the back pocket of his suit. Looking over the undergarment, he couldn't help but remember how sexy and hot she looked. He didn't know whether Desiree had simply transformed her body or...something. Whatever the answer, he knew he was gonna have wet dreams about that for a long time!

"I guess the $64,000 question would be has Sam always kinda hot? Did it take her transformation for me to realize it. She's always been best friend but I never thought she was..."

Sighing, he took out Sam's thong again, letting the silk glide between his fingertips.

"Maybe this was one of the side effects from Desiree's wish."

Meanwhile, Sam had just finished changing into her normal outfit and was now sorting through her now destroyed stretched clothes.

"God, could this day get any weirder...even for me? Failing to capture Desiree. Me thinking I could use her. Her twisting my wish to make me a goth porn star. Anyone who likes a pair of tits pining after me. Losing that look and my clothes after an hour. Finally, flying back home and having your best friend cop a feel. Yup, just another day in Amity park."

Shirt, check.

"I mean, it wouldn't have been so bad if Danny hadn't turned into a boner-zombie. I wanted his attention but not like that. Guess that serves me right for trying to outsmart what could be a centuries old ghost. Who knows how long she has been granting wishes and screwing them up?"

Ripped up skirt, check.

"Thank the Lord it was only temporary. God knows it would have sucked to be stuck in that body. I got lucky at the mall. I wouldn't want to meet some asshole that wouldn't take a no for an answer."

Stretched out leggings, check.

"Although, does this mean that Danny will no longer notice or be attracted to me? Was having that body the only way I could get him to see me as more than a friend?"

Surprisingly intact shoes, check.

"I know he was eying me when I stepped out of the stall in just the towel. So thats a plus. Still, knowing my luck I'll be stuck friend zone again. Thats gonna suck."

Destroyed bra, check.

"There has to be someway for me to keep his attention. Someway for him to look at me as more than a friend."

Thong,... Thong?

She looked through the clothes she had already sorted but could not find her thong anywhere. She couldn't have left it at the mall because it fell a pile with the rest of her clothes and she had an iron grip on them while she was flying with Danny. So where did it go?

Danny? He was the only other person in bathroom. He could'a picked it up when he came in and found the pile or when he got back from picking up the towel for her. To be honest this gave Sam a lot of mixed feelings. Feelings of anger and disgust that her would take them without her noticing. Yet she also felt pleased and proud that Danny would consider her attractive enough to want her unmentionables in that way.

Deciding to confront him about it, she crawled onto her bed and said, "Okay, Danny. You can come out now."

Danny quickly stuffed her thong back into his back pocket before exiting the bathroom. Walking out, he took a quick look over Sam's room. Obviously, it was primarily black, but with accents of purple and a deep, blood red here and there. Posters of Avenged Sevenfold, Ozzy Osbourne, and various Tim Burton movies littered the wall. She had a four poster bed with black lace hanging from the top and around the bottom edges. A small, ebony wood desk sat near her window where several of her school textbooks sat. Her walk in closet was currently closed but Danny knew it contained several sets of her usual outfit along with a few black and purple Victorian style dresses for when her parents needed to look nice in front of their friends. Finally, the shag carpet that covered her floor was a deep purple. Looking back to Sam, he saw that she was laying on her stomach on her bed, feet kicking back and forth in the air and an unreadable look etched on her face.

"So, what do we do now?" Danny asked, wanting to break the silence that was building.

"Honestly, I don't know. Desiree managed to screw over Tucker with some wish that landed him in jail. We didn't do much better because of a wish I made, making us run away like with our tails between our legs. I am fresh out of ideas on how to capture her." Sam replied.

A small grin crossed Danny's face. "Well you know I'm more of an on the fly kinda guy. Half the time I get my ass handed to me because of it. You, on the other hand, always have a plan or two you pull out of your ass that somehow works."

A faint blush came to her cheeks at Danny's compliment. "I appreciate the vote of confidence but I can't think of anything we can do at the moment."

Another awkward silence followed. Both knew there was an elephant in the room concerning her body change but both were reluctant to address it.

Finally, it was Danny who got the courage to broach the subject.

"So... Are we going to talk about what happened at the mall?"

Sam let out a heavy sigh before replying. "If we are, are we also gonna talk about you taking my thong?" Sam asked.

Danny gave her a stunned look, not answering her right away.

"I... I..." Danny started to say before exhaling deeply. He knew that trying to lie to Sam would only cause him to dig his grave even deeper.

"Yeah. I know where they are." he finally said, shame and embarrassment written all over his face as her reached behind him to pull her thong out of his pocket.

"Wait." Sam said before getting off her bed and walking towards him. "It isn't your fault. If anything, I share the same amount of blame for tempting you to take them."

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Well, it kinda has to do with the wish I made." She replied, taking a deep breath before continuing.

"See, when you left, I got kinda pissed that you had just walked out on me during our conversation." Sam began.

As Danny listened he looked at her and could see that something was happening. Not instantaneous like the first time but slowly and without the puff of blue smoke.

"I started to think that you would never catch on that I want to be more than friends with you." Sam confessed but unknown to her Danny didn't hear it. He was a bit busy from the shock.

Sam slowly began to grow taller. Her hair grew longer. Her chest and behind began to grow larger. Her curves became more prominent. Everything was enhancing.

"Then I realized that Desiree might be located near the wishing well if she was granting wishes." Sam continued, like before the collar of her shirt tore in the middle and ripped down to the center of the purple circle at the nipple line. Her bra loudly snapped in the front, causing her now gargantuan breasts to jiggle. Her skirt stretched so much that it ripped to her right side from the bottom all the way to the very top, highlighting/teasingly showing her hips, ass and legs. Her leggings stretching like before and even hiking up appearing like stalkings. The new thong Sam wore, a black one, was pulled up and became prominent, sitting on top of Sam's now luscious curved waist.

By the time the change was complete, she now stood a few inches above Danny, his head level with her generously sized tits.

"So I thought I would take a chance and wish that you would notice me. Then there was a puff of blue smoke that covered me and that was when you bumped into me. So you see, I am equally to blame for tempting you to steal that thong as you are." she finished, breaking from her reverie before looking to Danny. When she didn't see him immediately, she glanced down to see his stunned face.

"Danny why are you crouched down? And why do my clothes feel so tight?" she asked. It was then that she noticed that she had somehow transformed back into her 'wish' body.

"Damn it! That is the second set of clothes ruined by this crappy wish TODAY!" Sam said, frustrated at this new discovery.

All of a sudden, the two heard a strange sound. It sounded like skin on leather or latex. They both looked around to find the source of the noise. Danny was the first to figure out what was happening, as he was the cause of the noise.

Apparently, Sam's transformation was giving him an erection. Under normal circumstances, this would be quite the embarrassment. In this situation however, his erection began to grow larger than what he normally grew when he had a hard on in his human form. His sizable bulge grew longer and longer, having reached his knee cap and continuing further south.

'Sweet Jesus! How am I still growing?!' Danny thought, worrying about his continually growing dick. By the time reached halfway down his calf, he prayed that it would stop. The pain from both the friction from the skin-on-suit contact and how tightly the suit was compressing his erection was starting to get unbearable.

He was extremely grateful that it had stopped as soon as he thought about it.

Looking up, he saw the shocked expression on Sam's face. Her eyes betrayed feelings of both wonder and lust. Suddenly, a sultry smirk crossed her face.

"My, my. What have we here, Danny?" she asked seductively.

"Please stop. My penis can only get so erect." he said.

***Several Hours and Multiple Orgasms Later***

The sun had finally receded and the stars were coming out. Unfortunately, their time to shine was not to last as black, rain filled clouds moved in on Amity. Forecast, rain all night and all through tomorrow.

But let us return to the Manson Mansion, where our two young ghost hunters have finished their sexcapades for the night. The smells of sweat, semen, and vaginal fluids filled the air. Bed sheets were hanging off the bed, leaving only a small blanket for the two. The teens themselves were completely naked and covered in sweat.

As they lay panting on Sam's bed, gasping for air, Sam turned her head to look at Danny Phantom. Her hero and recent virginity taker.

"So, have you finally noticed me now?" she asked.

Turning his head to look over the naked body his best friend in her porn star body, he cracked a smile before replying.

"Definitely."

The two giggled before Danny came up from behind, spooning her. Slowly but surely, they drifted off to sleep.

Unknown to the two, Desiree happened to be looking up at Sam's window, having witnessed the finally of their first time. A smug smile was plastered on her face.

"Well, obviously the Ghost Child wasn't shy at all for his first time. He and his somber friend did surprisingly well. Were this under normal circumstances, they might believe that they avoided one of my more humiliating twists while still obtaining their desire."

The smile slowly disappeared from her face to be replaced by a look of determination.

"But these aren't normal circumstances. This will not stop them from searching for me. An error that must be corrected."

The smug smile returned to her face as she made her way back to the shopping bazar.

"It seems that I will have to force the two apart. Break their little fantasy into a thousand pieces."

She gave the mansion one last glance, planning her next move for the two.

"Nothing personal, Ghost Boy. But you know the old saying. What goes up...must come down."

However, after walking a few yards, Desiree suddenly turned back to face the Mansion Mansion. A mischievous gleam was dancing in her eyes.

"Although," Desiree said. "What better way to make you come down than to push you off the mountain top you have just reached?"