A/N: Moment I saw this pic I knew I had to write a lewd based off of it for October. Granted I first saw it last year, but never let it be said I'm not patient~

Do enjoy some spooky lewdness~

Phantasmal

''Heeh~? So it's this way?''

''Yep! I even asked Moona to go scout it out for us, but she was too scared to do it, heehee~''

''Sounds like Moona~''

Tittering filled the cool autumn air, the sun hidden behind a thick veil of grey clouds. A potent wind whipped its way through the desolate forest, lifting up tattered leaves of faded amber and scattering them further into the woods. The tree branches overhead swayed with the breeze, the haunting croak of wood echoing with no leaves to rustle alongside them. Nary a tree could be seen with a full growth of leaves, not even a smattering; the trees deprived of their colours by the coming winter season.

Leaves crunched underfoot as Iofi proudly marched through the forest, visibly giddy with the ominous atmosphere. Compared to the dead forest around her the bright pink floral top and long brown skirt with a red sash stood out starkly, her pinkish hair whipping about freely behind her as she made her way to their destination. Risu, who followed just a few steps behind, also remained unfazed by the desolation, her regular cream-coloured dress swaying in the strong gusts.

''It's definitely around here right?'' Iofi queried, looking back at her fellow idol.

''Mmhm~'' Came the assured reply. ''Just a little bit further, yes.''

Iofi didn't doubt the claim and just hummed a merry tune, tucking some pink hair from her face when another strong gust blew it towards her. ''I wonder if we'll get a storm tonight – ooh, do you think we should stay the night in the place?!''

''Ehh... I mean, I'm not scared of being haunted, but the place is probably full of bugs.'' Risu scrunched her nose in disdain. ''So I'd rather not.''

Iofi conceded to that with a hum. ''Fair enough.''

The forest ahead of them then was interrupted, rather gradually, by an old chain-link fence. It was rusted from age and weather yet still stood at an imposing eight feel tall, the top ragged and sharp from disuse or animals wearing away at it – but Iofi wasn't bothered. Still humming a merry tune she reached into her bag and pulled out some bolt-cutters, a little grin lighting up her visage as she crouched down and began snapping her way through the links, opening up a rough circular hole.

Their target was not the fence itself, of course, but what laid beyond it. A giant house akin to a small mansion that had been left to rot for decades upon decades. Supposedly the owner had gone mad and killed his wife and sons in a blind rage before taking his own life, and was in possession of various spiritual items that were linked to his state of mind. Of course whether he was possessed by evil spirits or was just crazy nobody ever knew, nor could really prove with him now dead and gone. However rumours existed that the house was haunted – not just by the man, but by the families and friends who lived in the house in the years following the massacre, said to have also perished under strange circumstances.

Naturally, with it being the season for spookiness, Iofi was practically frothing at the mouth to go in and see the place for herself. Risu, kindly, came with – partially just to make sure she was alright, and partially because she was curious too.

Grunting one last time Iofi snapped the finally link of the chain, causing the whole fence section to rattle as an oval-shaped chunk of mesh fell limp – caught in her free hand before she moved it to one side, careful not to prick her skin on the sharp metal. That done she pocketed her pliers with pride and crawled in through the opening, stumbling to her feet the moment she was through. Risu took a bit longer to get through on account of her bushy tail, careful to not get it caught, but otherwise made it in without incident either.

''Wow~ It's so much bigger than I expected~''

Iofi clasped her hands together with a grin, gazing up the leaf-covered driveway to the grand old manor that stood at the end of it. Slightly uphill and with a large porch it was beautiful even in its dilapidated state. She could picture it now, so many decades ago – a front garden vibrant with life, a man making a barbecue with the other fathers whilst the wives chatted off to the side, gossiping and giggling, leaving the children to play with footballs or sticks or whatever else they could find to entertain themselves on a warm autumn afternoon.

Of course the sight before he was nothing like the grand vision she had. Roofing tiles were out of place if not shattered across the overgrown driveway, the windows were mucky and so thick with grime you couldn't see through them, and even the walls of the house had signs of damage be it cracks or otherwise. Even the front door looked like it was only staying closed out of supernatural stubbornness; she'd have thought the hinges would go years ago.

''Ooh, just looking at it is giving me goosebumps~'' Iofi squealed, hugging herself. ''Let's go in! Quick!''

''Oi oi, there's no rush~'' Risu whined but followed her friend all the same, the two fast-walking up the driveway.

''Well there kinda is.'' Iofi pointed to the darkening sky. ''We probably only have an hour or two before it gets too dark out to head back to the town – and I'd rather not trip over every root we pass, you know.''

Risu hummed an agreement at that, brushing aside some tall grass with the back of her hand. Iofi for her part gleefully hurried up to the front steps, feeling the aged wood creak under her weight as she ascended them. Parts of the wood had rotted outright from the rain but she wasn't overly bothered; any squeamishness overwhelmed by her pounding heart, the instinctual anxiety making her excited at the same time.

Touching the door she gave it a light push. It didn't budge so she gave it a firmer one, making the wood creak, but alas it wasn't so kind as to just swing on inwards.

''Darn.'' Iofi pouted. ''Think we should smash a window?''

''Eh, that'd probably be illegal.'' Risu drawled flatly. ''...more than trespassing is anyway.''

''Hm, do you think that-''

Squeeeeak~

Iofi turned, as surprised as Risu was bewildered when the door squeaked open inwards, revealing the yawning dimness within. ''Huh... could've sworn it was locked.''

''...huh.'' Was all Risu said, looking guarded all of a sudden.

A guardedness Iofi didn't share one bit, grinning as she strode on in – leaving Risu to hurriedly follow lest she be left outside alone. The interior was about as dark as one might expect; the overcast day and coming night not helping with that fact. The windows, muck-covered as they were, let in even less lights. Thus it was a good thing both had brought flashlights; the pair of them rummaging around their handbags and pulling them out.

''And... there we go~'' Singing her words Iofi flicked the switch, illuminating the ruined contents of what must've once been a foyer of sorts.

One that had seen better days though. The couches were rotted and webbed from arachnid inhabitants, the walls were thick with dust an inch deep and even just stepping into the room caused the floorboards to creak in protest. Iofi shivered in delighted unease, the fear coursing through her system conversely enthralling her to it more. This was better than any horror game or movie; the atmosphere, the dense air filled with dust, the long shadows that stretched as she swung her flashlight about, the unsettling quietness that left her ears ringing – it was fantastic.

''Let's keep going.'' Iofi declared with a grin, heading for the large set of stairs at the other end of the room.

Risu stayed quiet and followed her, perhaps starting to regret coming along. However she was in too deep now and so she followed, the pair of them ascending the stairs and not noticing the front door closing shut on its own, the gentle click almost inaudible.

Reaching the top of the stairs Iofi looked about. The corridor was long but fairly narrow and so she followed it along, slowing to push at the doors flanking either wall. Most of them were locked, predictably, so she left them – but a handful weren't. She pushed one door open wide with her flashlight and swept the cone of light about, cooing at the sight of a guest bedroom of some kind. From the large double bed to the rocking chair to the desk-mirror still covered with old-fashioned make-up stuff, it was like time had been frozen from the 1960's era. And covered in dust, but she ignored that.

''Hey, y'think I should try putting some of it on?'' Iofi grinned back at her comrade-in-arms.

''Uh, no, I don't think that is a good idea.'' Risu answered. ''I remember reading that back then they put dangerous stuff in makeup, like radiation stuff? Probably not a good idea to use it.''

Though dismayed Iofi assented, trusting her friend's advice and moving on from the room. The next few rooms were all the same style but the contents were rearranged a bit – a bed over there, double drawers there, so on. All of them hadn't been touched in what was likely decades, to the point just opening the doors was enough to kick dust about and leave the pair coughing; the noise carrying far in the desolate halls.

Risu felt a shiver up her spine then and looked over her shoulder. The corridor behind them yawned and spun the longer she stared, prompting her to illuminate it with her flashlight – but there wasn't anything there. The fact the doors were left open though, enabling something to hide within... that did, admittedly, make her nervous.

''Hey, I think we should shut the doors from now on.'' The squirrel-girl suggested then. ''Just so, you know, nobody thinks anyone was trespassing?''

Iofi spared her an odd look but, seeing no harm in, chirped an agreement. That settled the pair continued on further into the mansion – none noticing how the darkness followed them, nor how all of the doors quietly creaked open, even the locked ones.

''So are we just going to wander for a bit or are we actually looking for something?'' Risu inquired, looking at the various paintings on the walls. Several were missing, no doubt taken by looters or family from long ago, but there was still a few remaining.

''Well~'' Iofi drew the word out. ''I was kind of thinking about visiting the place where the guy was said to have died? But that seems disrespectful, so let's not – I just wanna see more of this place, really.''

''Fine, but let's not stay here much longer.''

''What, are you scared~?'' Iofi teased.

Risu looked over her shoulder again. Nothing lurked in the dark behind her. ''...maybe a little bit.''

Iofi just giggled though and swept her flashlight ahead, the corridor lit up easily, as was the many locked doors. They tried them but to Iofi's disappointment they were locked, prompting the pair to continue on.

Or they would have, had they not heard a peculiar sound.

''Hm? What is that?'' Iofi lifted her head; straining her hearing. ''It's... scratching?''

''Probably rats. Or maybe bats.'' Risu answered, only moderately perturbed. ''I think we should leave now Iofi; I don't want to disturb a nest or rats. They'll swarm us, you know.''

''Eh? They can do that?'' Iofi asked in astonishment.

Risu made a 'so-so' gesture but ultimately shrugged. ''Maybe. I'm not willing to take the chance though.''

''Hrn, fine.'' Iofi pouted, looking at her watch... only to blink. ''Huh, that's odd, the hands on my watch are spinning.''

Risu felt a chill go up her spine and leaned in, the dim light making it hard to see... but there was no ignoring how the hands on Iofi's wrist-watch were going around and around with no signs of stopping. At the same moment their flashlights both flickered, the light dimming significantly before going back to normal, only to dim even further a second later, the bulbs making disconcerting buzzing noises like they were about to implode.

''H-Hey, maybe we should-''

Just then the doors all slammed open; several flying off of their hinges and smashing into the opposing doors. The girls screamed in fright, their flickering flashlights darting about, showing numerous dark purple, near-black hands extending out from the doorways – and faster than either could react the hands grabbed onto them. Though abyssal in colour and seemingly phantasmal the phantom hands held onto them firmly, not letting go even when Risu, in a panic, tried bashing one with her flashlight.

As if in payback another hand darted out and grabbed the front of her dress – and yanked it down. The fabric ripped easily and Risu blushed as her pink bra was exposed, yet another hand ran up the back of her dress and groped her butt. She squeaked, trying to stumble away, but a pair of hands suddenly came from behind and covered both of her eyes – and when she tried to scream another covered her mouth, muffling her startled cries even as another hand grabbed her crotch, fingers pressing firmly into her panty-clad pussy and rubbing.

Iofi managed to only move a step before both of her arms were seized, her violent struggles doing nothing to free herself. Her off-shoulder top was grabbed from both sides of the collar and ripped open, the fabric spilling apart and sending her top down to her stomach, held up only a a patch of fabric over her right shoulder. The cream-coloured bra she wore didn't last much longer as a pair of hands slithered up under the cups and groped her medium-sized breasts, the sudden grope making her moan in surprise, shame quick to colour her cheeks red.

''H-Hey, what are you- mmph?!'' A hand over her mouth muffled her, and no matter how much she shook her head she couldn't dislodge it – partially because the long, noodle-like arm was wrapped around her head, preventing her from loosening it.

Twin hands of purple-black materia covered her eyes as well, reducing her sight to nothing. At the same time her bra was removed completely and Iofi squealed as a ghost hand went up her skirt, feeling about at her thighs before grabbing the front of her underwear and pulling them down unceremoniously. She closed her legs as best as she was able but the hand deftly slithered between her thighs, probing at her sex – before two ghostly fingered penetrated her, coaxing a startled squeal out of the alien girl.

''M-Mmn?! W-Wha...?!'' Came her muffled, if frantic, query.

One that went unanswered. The fingers within her continued to push and probe, scissoring about and sending a sharp jolt of pleasure through Iofi even as she continued to try and get free – whimpering as her breasts were groped and kneaded ever so roughly. Her clothes were hanging off of her now, torn in places and loosened in others as the hands undressed her, two hands in particular going for her ass and groping it roughly; fingers firm as real ones as they dug into her cheeks. One even slapped her on the ass.

Risu wasn't doing much better, a confused yelp escaping her as her pink bra was pulled off and her large tits were hefted about by a pair of ghostly hands. The angle made it feel like someone was right behind her doing it, yet the numerous hands around her told it was no human doing this; a confused moan escaping her when one of the ghostly hands invaded her panties and started rubbing her clit, teasing it out of its hood and making her thighs push together reflexively.

'W-Where are you- mn~!' Risu could only whine in her head, a moan escaping her mouth at the same time as the fingers dipped down lower; two digits penetrating her sex.

The groping hands forcibly plucked the lights out of their hands, instead placing the flashlights on the floor – freeing the hands themselves to get in on the fun. One hand went for Risu, caressing the base of her tail and making the squirrel-girl moan whilst the other went for Iofi's tummy, pushing and stroking it before slithering down to thumb at her clit, teasing even more noises of pleasure from the alien's lips.

Then almost at the same time, as if coming to a unified decision, both hands went to the groins of both girls, palm flush against them. Nary a second later a deep purple light emanated – and in tandem Risu and Iofi squealed as the tentative pleasure in their loins increased tenfold, like all of their nerves were shocked. Their legs buckled but with the aid of the phantom hands they remained standing, though the muscle-seizing pleasure did not abate, if anything it only grew, coaxing throaty cries out of Risu and delighted whines from Iofi as both were marked with matching womb tattoos – a heart with an off-centre halo for Iofi, and a heart surrounded by leaves for Risu.

The magic within the tattoos pulsed, spreading the electrical jolts of pleasure through the pair, aided by the ghostly fingers that pumped into their pussies. The digits were not limited to a human range of motion and made full use of this freedom; digits twisting and curling about or even swelling or shrinking in size, creating a plethora of sensations within the two that left them crying out into the hands muffling them, their nectar dribbling down the purple-black materia of the ghost hands.

Risu buckled, knees together and bending forwards as two fingers plunged rapidly into her drooling sex, her moans bordering on needy as her breasts were groped at the same time – the sheer assault of the sensations amplified even further by the womb tattoo, sending bolts of bliss through her body. Iofi was even less restrained and moaned freely into the hand muffling her; her legs trembling under her as she was furiously fingered, a tight knot forming in her loins.

''M-MMNN~!''

A knot that finally came loose as she climaxed, moaning with sharp relief as she gushed around the ghostly fingers penetrating her, a squirt wetting the dusty floor as her knees pushed together, barely able to stay standing as her orgasm rocked through her. She thrashed and convulsed, her pleasure pushed to new heights as the fingers kept working her pussy even mid-orgasm, dragging it out and nearly breaking her mind with the pleasure.

With a muffled squeal of her own Iofi climaxed mere seconds later, feverishly jerking her hips and humping the fingers that pushed and prodded deep inside of her; reaching far further than fingers had any right to reach. Even with the dark hand covering her eyes she saw spots of light with how tightly she scrunched her eyes shut, her loins aflame in the best way possible, her nectar dribbling down her inner-thighs in thin rivulets, such was her explosive peak.

Only when their orgasms ceased did the hands over their eyes and mouths retreat, allowing Risu and Iofi to moan freely. They almost flinched at the sound of each other's voices, the light of their abandoned flashlights illuminating each other – bringing dark blushes as they saw each other practically striped naked, their clothes only barely hanging off of their bodies.

''Ah-!'' Iofi yelped as she was suddenly twisted around, forced to face Risu as her tailed companion faced the same fate. ''What is it doing now- eep!''

With a violent pull the numerous hands pulled the two girls together, a dozen more arms winding around them like rope, binding them together. Naturally given their similar height, adjusted further by Risu's bent posture, meant that their chests practically squished together; their faces less than an inch or two apart. Both flushed a darker shade of red and tried to look away but fresh pairs of hands held their heads, forcing them to look at each other.

''Nn, this is embarrassing...'' Iofi breathed, shivering as hands groped her butt. ''What's with these- mn~!''

A slap cut her complaint short, but Risu understood the gist. ''I don't really get it either...''

A shiver travelled up the squirrel-girl's spine as fingers slithered up her thigh, teasing her folds – and she moaned as they penetrated her once more. This time it was less of a hand and more like a tendril, a tentacle even; worming its way deep inside of her pussy until it was pushing up against her innermost parts, the fullness pushing a whine out of Risu. At the same time Iofi felt a tentacle prod her pussy before it invaded her body too, her back arching as much as able as she whined, embarrassed as she made such noises in front of her friend.

Then when she least expected it the hands pushed on the back of her head – and then she kissed Risu. Both girls flinched in surprise but could only pull back the tiniest bit, the hands preventing any further distance. Iofi closed her eyes and whined, unable to muster words as the tentacle-like appendage thrust itself up between her needy folds, her juices clinging to the entity's appendage as it plundered her depths, the pleasure reverberating through her loins too intense to ignore.

''N-Nn~'' Risu shuddered, leaning in. ''I-I think it wants us... to...''

Talking became too hard – and so Risu didn't. Closing the distance the squirrel-girl kissed her companion, the act coaxing a surprised noise out of Iofi. Moments later though her fellow prisoner whined and reciprocated the kiss, partly out of comfort and partly out of horniness, mewling and moaning into it as the tentacle within her rubbed up against all the rights spots. The tattoos over their wombs chose that moment to glow again, sending electric jolts through their nerves in the most pleasurable way imaginable, instantly coaxing a squeal out of Iofi and a huskier whine out of Risu.

Breathing was a bit challenging with their bodies smushed together but if anything the sparse amount of oxygen just made it so much more erotic, a whine escaping Iofi as she squirmed about, incidentally pressing her bust into Risu's more, their nipples briefly grazing. The little spark of pleasure though added to the fire of it in their loins, the tendrils plunging into them rendering both moan-riddled messes.

Which was exactly when a second tentacle came for them each, teasing their openings – and penetrating them.

''Mmph~!'' Moaning Risu's legs gave out – but the numerous hands holding her kept her upright, her moans taking on a throatier quality as the twin tendrils corkscrewed around one another, plunging up into her hypersensitive pussy.

Iofi squealed as she met the same fate, the twisting tendrils raking along her vaginal walls and making stars explode behind her eyes, her breathing ragged as it was rapid. Her lips were grazed every time it jammed into her and the tip nuzzled up against her cervix, the forceful pushes making her stand up on her tiptoes, squeals turning into budding screams of pleasure, her eyes screwing shut even as Risu, with arms free, held onto her for dear life and made out with her, both of the moaning shamelessly into the kiss-!

Until at last, practically in unison, they orgasmed – squeals filling the haunted manor as they climaxed and collapsed against one another. Their juices dribbled down their legs and squirts soaked the floor under them, the tendrils in them still pounding their pussies without relent, pushing them to greater heights of pleasure.

Until at last they couldn't take the overload of pleasure, and passed out; succumbing to the hands groping them.

X-x-x

''Ugh... mn...?''

Iofi woke up slowly, groggy and disoriented. A headache thumped in her temple and she winced as she touched it, massaging it slowly. The area around her was lit dimly so she sat upright, blinking away the spots in her vision... and to her befuddlement she found herself in what looked like an abandoned building.

The mere thought stirred her memories, a shiver roiling through her as she remembered sneaking into the building, of being attacked by ghost hands, and of... kissing Risu.

Just then a fatigued groan fled the unconscious squirrel-girl by her side. Risu woke with a scrunched expression, rubbing at her eyes with one hand and pushing herself upright with her other, about as disoriented as Iofi felt. It was also then that she realised Risu's clothes were still torn and dishevelled; one tit hanging free whilst her other was barely hidden by the loose fabric. Which, in turn, made her realise how cold she was – and how exposed she was.

Blushing hard Iofi hurriedly pulled her clothes close, adjusting what she could and holding up the rest so she was somewhat modest – the motion earning Risu's gaze, and her confusion.

Warmth quickly coloured her cheeks and Risu pulled her dress back up, coughing into a fist. ''A-Ahem... what happened?''

''...I think we found a ghost.'' Iofi answered in a small, shy voice. ''And it... yeah.''

Risu's blush darkened a shade and Iofi felt her own cheeks grow hotter. Was she thinking about the kiss too, or was it just her overthinking things?

''We should probably get out of here.'' Iofi said instead, rushing the words out. ''Before it comes back.''

''Good point.'' That certainly got Risu's attention off of their state of dress – and the events that caused it.

With haste both idols grabbed their flashlights and made a break for it, the front door mercifully unlocked as they ran outside into the night – taking their chances with the woods than dare spend another minute in the clearly-haunted house.

And though the ghosts of the manor would not follow, the tattoos upon them remained – inflicting pleasure unimaginable when they least expected it, such was their newfound curse.

Thankfully, they had each other when the pleasure became too intense...

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