Co-Written by Jss2141

The bustling city of Springfield, with its quirky charm and colorful inhabitants, sprawled out under the golden rays of the morning sun. It was a town that never seemed to change, its iconic landmarks and streets forever etched in the memories of its residents. The bustling sounds of everyday life filled the air, from the distant hum of traffic to the cheerful chatter of schoolchildren waiting for the bus.

Among the many homes that lined Springfield's streets, one stood out for its pristine appearance and immaculate lawn. This was the residence of Ned Flanders, the ever-optimistic and devoutly religious neighbour of the Simpson family. Ned's house was a picture of suburban perfection, complete with white picket fences, manicured flower beds, and a cheerful "Welcome to our Humble Abode" sign hanging by the door.

But the inside...wasn't so much the same.

Ned Flanders stood in his immaculate kitchen, bathed in the warm, golden light streaming through the window. His cheerful exterior, the trademark smile, and the ever-present "Okily dokily!" seemed to have faded away. As he went about making breakfast for himself, there was a palpable sense of loneliness in his actions and demeanor.

He moved with a gentle but somewhat melancholic rhythm, the way he carefully cracked eggs into a pristine white bowl, his hands trembling ever so slightly as he whisked them. The clinking of utensils against the countertop seemed to echo in the silence that enveloped his home.

Ned's usual chipper voice was softer, tinged with a hint of sadness as he muttered to himself while cooking. "Well, looks like it's just me this morning, not a peep from Rod or Todd," he said with a wistful sigh. The absence of his sons, who were out in the world following their dreams in college, left a noticeable void in his life.

He placed a stack of pancakes on a plate, arranging them with precision and care. Each one was perfectly round and evenly browned, a testament to his attention to detail. As he drizzled maple syrup over them, his gaze wandered to a family portrait on the wall, capturing happier times when his sons were still at home.

Ned sat down at the kitchen table, the chair across from him empty. He bowed his head in a moment of silent reflection before folding his hands and uttering a quiet prayer for his sons' well-being. The loneliness in his eyes was unmistakable as he took a small, solitary bite of his meticulously prepared breakfast.

Despite the emptiness that now pervaded his home, Ned Flanders carried on with his daily routines, maintaining the pristine appearance of his house and unwaveringly upholding his unwavering faith. Yet, deep down, there was a longing for the days when his sons were just a cheerful "Hi-diddly-ho, neighbour!" away, a reminder that even in the idyllic town of Springfield, life had its bittersweet moments.

Ned Flanders sat alone at his kitchen table, the empty chair across from him serving as a constant reminder of his sons' absence. He glanced at the family portrait on the wall once more, his face painted with a mix of pride and sadness.

"Well, I'm mighty proud of Rod and Todd for becoming fine young men and spreading their wings," Ned mused aloud, a hint of pride in his voice. "But truth be told, they're barely home now with all their studies abroad. And with just me and my thoughts, I'm starting' to feel a bit lonely. Like a lonely widow, I reckon."

As he spoke those words, a chill seemed to pass through the room, causing Ned to shiver involuntarily. He glanced around, an uneasy feeling settling in the pit of his stomach. The kitchen, once a haven of order and familiarity, now felt strangely unfamiliar.

Then, from somewhere in the house, came a series of strange noises – faint creaks, as if someone were pacing in an empty room, and a soft, almost whisper-like rustling that sent shivers down Ned's spine. His eyes darted around nervously, trying to make sense of the unsettling sounds.

In the midst of this eerie ambiance, Ned's gaze was drawn to a piece of paper that seemed to appear out of thin air on the kitchen table. The paper bore a message written in elegant, swirling script: "You are never alone."

Ned blinked in disbelief, his heart racing. He picked up the paper, examining it closely, but there was no trace of who might have left it there. The message sent a shiver down his spine. It was as if someone or something was trying to communicate with him, to reassure him in his newfound solitude.

'God, could this be from you?' Ned thought, taking a glance out the window into the sky.

Ned's faith in God has never wavered, never been questioned in a day of his life. No matter how much hardships he suffered or how unfortunate he had been in certain moments, Ned had remained faithful to God, his son Jesus, and the Holy Ghost of the Church. So if this truly was a message from God, how could he question it?

The inexplicable nature of this message had planted a seed of doubt in his mind. Could this be a message from a benevolent force, or was there a darker, more sinister presence at play? The uncertainty gnawed at him, and he felt a growing need for answers.

Ned contemplated the options available to him. He had always been a man of reason and practicality, but now he found himself considering something that seemed almost insane by his usual standards. Perhaps seeking out someone who possessed knowledge of the supernatural would be his best course of action.

In Springfield, there were rumors of a genuine psychic, a mysterious Gypsy who was said to have an uncanny connection to the mystical world. Ned knew that if he were to explore this path, it had to be with someone authentic, someone who could provide genuine insight into the source of the message and whether it was from God or a darker force.

With a deep breath, Ned made his decision. He would set aside his reservations and venture into the unknown, guided by the belief that sometimes, even in the face of doubt, one had to take a leap of faith. As he put on his coat and prepared to leave his pristine home, he couldn't help but wonder if this journey into the world of the supernatural would lead him to the answers he so desperately sought.

With a sense of determination, Ned Flanders stepped out into the bustling streets of Springfield, determined to find the authentic source of guidance in this perplexing situation and reconcile his unwavering faith with the mysteries that had unexpectedly entered his life.

As Ned Flanders ventured into the unknown, he couldn't help but mutter a quiet reassurance to himself, "Ok Ned, hopefully you're not crazy... yet." The notion of seeking help from a psychic or a Gypsy for guidance was far from his usual routine, and it felt like a step into unfamiliar territory.

Still, his curiosity of the message was too great and he just had to get a second opinion before truly believing it. He was still a faithful Christian, he just needed a little confirmation.

"Where to find it though? The internet? Posters? Which source is more trustworthy?"

Ned put the message in his pocket and began thinking in his kitchen, pacing back and forth as he tried to think of a proper way to find a gypsy.

Ned Flanders considered his options carefully, and the idea of visiting the Springfield Community Center seemed like a practical choice. The community center was a hub for various events and gatherings in town, and he thought it was likely that he might come across individuals who had knowledge of or experiences with mystical practitioners there.

With a sense of purpose and his message from the kitchen table safely tucked into his pocket, Ned put on his coat, grabbed his car keys, and made his way out of his pristine home. As he stepped outside, he was greeted by the familiar sights and sounds of Springfield.

The drive to the community center was relatively short, and soon Ned found himself parking his car and making his way inside. He could hear the faint murmur of voices and laughter as he entered the bustling building.

Ned was greeted by a lively scene. People of all ages were engaged in various activities, from art classes to dance lessons. He felt a sense of warmth and community in the air, which reassured him that he was on the right path.

As he wandered through the center, Ned struck up conversations with some of the attendees, carefully steering the discussions toward the topic of mystical practitioners and psychics. He approached a group of seniors who were chatting near a notice board and politely inquired, "Pardon my curiosity, but have any of you fine folks ever come across a Gypsy or psychic in our town? I've received a rather mysterious message, and I'm hoping to seek some guidance."

The seniors exchanged knowing glances and began sharing stories of their own encounters with mystical practitioners over the years. Some offered recommendations for individuals to contact, while others warned of potential pitfalls. Ned listened attentively, taking notes and feeling a sense of camaraderie with these friendly residents.

As he continued his conversations, Ned couldn't help but notice a woman in the corner of the room, quietly observing the discussions. She had an air of mystery about her, and something in her demeanor suggested that she might have the answers he was seeking.

With a polite nod to the seniors, Ned excused himself and approached the enigmatic woman. He introduced himself with a friendly smile and said, "Ma'am, you seem like someone who might have some insights. Could you perhaps share your knowledge about mystical practitioners in Springfield? I'm on a quest to uncover the truth behind a mysterious message."

The woman regarded him with a thoughtful expression before finally responding, "I may be able to help you, but our conversation should be private. Meet me at the park after sunset, near the old oak tree. I'll share what I know then."

"You will? That is dang diddly dandy!" Ned said with glee before being confused. "But why sunset and now, good ma'am?"

"Time and preparation, my child. All good things come to those that are patient and ready." The old woman said.

Ned Flanders nodded in understanding, his ever-optimistic demeanor undeterred by the delay. "Well, patience is a virtue, as they say. I'll be there at sunset, just as you've asked, ma'am. Thank you for offering your help."

With that, he bid the mysterious woman farewell and returned to his car, his heart filled with a sense of anticipation and hope. He knew that this encounter was a test of his patience and faith, and he was willing to wait for the guidance he sought.

As he drove back to his immaculate home, Ned couldn't help but reflect on the unexpected turn his day had taken. The message, the search for the Gypsy or psychic, and now the meeting at sunset all of it felt like a journey into the unknown. Yet, his unwavering faith and the kindness of the people in his community gave him the strength to face whatever mysteries lay ahead.

With a sense of determination, Ned Flanders returned to his quiet home, ready to prepare for his meeting at sunset and to continue seeking answers to the enigmatic message that had brought him to this moment.

-Springfield Park, Sunset-

Ned Flanders arrived at Springfield Park just as the sun began its descent below the horizon. The park, usually filled with families and children during the day, now took on a tranquil and somewhat mystical ambiance in the fading light.

He made his way to the designated spot near the old oak tree, a towering sentinel that had witnessed countless moments in the town's history. As he waited, he couldn't help but feel a sense of serenity and anticipation wash over him.

Moments later, the mysterious woman he had met at the community center approached, her presence as enigmatic as ever. She wore a flowing scarf and had a hint of ageless wisdom in her eyes.

"Good evening, my child," She greeted Ned with a warm smile. "I appreciate your patience and willingness to seek answers."

Ned returned her smile and said, "Well, it's all in the name of understanding and faith. Now, what can you tell me about what I need to know?"

The woman gestured for him to sit on a nearby bench, and she joined him. With a deep breath, she began to share her knowledge of the mystical and supernatural forces that occasionally touched the lives of Springfield's residents.

The Bouvier sisters, Principal Skinner, Apu Nahasapeemapetilon, and even Montgomery Burns. It amazes Ned just how many people in Springfield had supernatural forces to help them through certain pets of their lives.

The wise Gypsy reached into a small pouch at her side and carefully withdrew a handful of mystical herbs and crystals. She placed them on a small cloth and began to mix them together with a slow, deliberate motion. The air was filled with a faint, sweet aroma as she worked.

"Mr. Flanders," she began, her tone gentle but solemn, "what I am about to create for you is a potion, a conduit to the realm beyond our understanding. It will allow you to communicate with forces that few mortals ever encounter. But I must caution you, the connection it grants is fleeting, and the knowledge you gain may not be easy to bear. Are you truly ready to proceed, to see what few others dare to witness?"

Ned took a moment to reflect, his thoughts turning to his faith and his unshakable belief in the divine. He knew that this path was unconventional and that it might challenge his understanding of the world, but his curiosity and the quest for answers compelled him to continue.

With a determined nod, he replied, "I'm ready, ma'am. I believe that with faith and an open heart, I can face whatever comes my way. I trust that this is part of God's plan, and I'm willing to see what lies beyond."

The Gypsy nodded in acknowledgment of his resolve, her eyes showing a hint of admiration. She continued her preparations, carefully crafting the potion with a sense of reverence. When the mixture was ready, she poured it into a small vial and handed it to Ned.

"This potion will open a door to the unknown, Mr. Flanders," she explained. "But remember, it is a fleeting connection, and once it has served its purpose, it will fade. Use it wisely, and may your faith guide you through the mysteries you seek to unravel."

Ned gently took the vial and gazed at it, seeing the lake slowly turning light blue almost like water but still giving an aura of mystical nature.

"Here goes nothing"

He knew that this was a significant moment in his life, a step into the unknown that would test his beliefs and broaden his understanding of the world.

With a deep breath, he uncorked the vial and raised it to his lips. The liquid felt cool against his tongue as he drank it, and a sensation of warmth and energy spread through his body. It was as if he had opened a door to a new dimension, ready to explore the truths that lay beyond.

As the vial emptied, Ned set it aside and turned to the wise Gypsy with a look of anticipation and curiosity. He was now prepared to communicate with forces beyond the realm of ordinary experience, trusting that his faith would guide him through this extraordinary journey into the mystical and unknown.

"How long will this take to work, Ms- Oh I'm sorry, I never got your name." Ned said to her, offering the empty vile back.

"Alice. My name is Alice Glick." Alice said, reaching out and taking the vile away from Ned.

"Hmmm...why does that name feel so familiar?" He thought to himself.

Alice chuckled at him before she stood up, taking her leave.

"Until we meet again, Ned Flanders." She said, walking away.

Ned Flanders watched as Alice Glick, the wise Gypsy who had guided him on this mystical journey, began to walk away. He had intended to ask her more questions and express his gratitude, but as he opened his mouth to speak, he felt a sudden and unusual sensation wash over him.

His vision seemed to blur momentarily, and he blinked, trying to clear his eyes. To his surprise, when he looked around, Alice had vanished. It was as if she had melted into the shadows of the park, leaving no trace behind.

Ned's heart raced as he realized that something extraordinary was happening. He stood there, a sense of timelessness enveloping him. The world around him seemed to freeze, the sounds of the evening, the chirping of crickets, and the rustling of leaves all suspended in an eerie silence.

In the midst of this strange stillness, he heard two familiar feminine voices calling his name. They were soft and melodic, echoing in the hushed twilight of the park.

"Ned... Ned..."

His name floated through the air, as if carried by a gentle breeze. He turned in the direction of the voices, his heart pounding in his chest, and there, standing before him, were two ethereal figures bathed in a soft, radiant light.

"W-Who are you?" Ned asked, his voice nearly silent as he was in awe of these figures.

"Who are we? Ned, don't you recognize us?" one of them asked as they walked closer to him.

"You know us, Ned. You cared deeply for us and we to you, remember?" the other figure said to him.

The light slowly started to fade away, making it easier for him to look and realize exactly who those two figures were in reality.

"N-No way..."

Ned stumbled back and fell on his ass in shock, not expecting to see the people before him ever again. At least, not until he died and ascended to heaven.

It was his two former wives who passed before him, Maude Flanders and Edna Krabappel, the two lovers of his life.

"Maude? Edna?" Ned asked, so very shocked yet so very happy right now.

"Hey there stranger" Maude said with a smile.

"Don't just stand there gawking, come give us a hug" Edna said with a grin.

Regaining his voice and smiling brightly, Ned jumped up from the group and hugged them both with all his might without hurting them.

"Oh my god! I can't believe you two are here, right now, is this a dream?" He said, with a gleeful expression.

"Hehehehe, would you believe us if we said no?" Edna asked with a sly grin.

Ned's heart was still racing from the shock of seeing his two former wives, Maude and Edna, standing before him in this ethereal encounter. As he embraced them tightly, his mind was filled with questions, and one particular inquiry weighed heavily on him.

"Maude, Edna," Ned began, still holding them at arm's length to look at their radiant faces, "this morning, I found a message in my kitchen. It felt like a sign, like a message from you two. Was that really from you?"

The two figures exchanged a knowing glance before Maude spoke, her voice gentle and filled with warmth, "Yes, Ned, it was us. We wanted to reach out to you, to let you know that we're still with you, watching over you."

Ned's eyes welled up with tears of joy and gratitude. He had felt their presence in that message, and now, seeing them in person, he knew it was real.

"Is there anything we can help you with, dear?" Edna added, her expression a mix of sincerity and shyness.

Ned considered their question carefully, then hesitated before asking, "Is there any unfinished business you two have? Anything you'd like to say or do?"

Maude and Edna looked at each other, smiling softly while nodding to each other. They DID have some unfinished business with the man they loved and this was the perfect chance to finish it.

"We want to spend time with you one last time" They both said at the same time.

This made Ned so elated, smiling brightly as he nodded to both of his wives.

"I feel the same and I would be honored to fulfil your last request." Ned said, holding his hands out to them. "Anywhere you both want to go, we can spend your time there."

"There is a problem though sweety" Edna said, holding on to his shoulder.

"We can't do that without a vessel" Maude explained "We are ghosts after all"

"Vessel?" Ned asked in surprise.

"Yes, a vessel," Maude clarified. "A way for us to temporarily inhabit a physical form so that we can truly spend time with you once more."

Edna added, "It's a bit of a supernatural process, but with the right guidance, we can make it happen."

Ned was taken aback by the idea but was willing to explore this supernatural process if it meant spending more time with his beloved wives. "What do we need to do to make this happen?"

Maude and Edna smiled at each other again, happy that Ned was agreeing and willing to help them in this.

"The first part is two, healthy women like us when we were alive." Maude said.

"Two women? Wait...you two are talking about possession?" He asked, surprised at the thought.

"Well yes but don't think of it as anything wrong or ghostly. We just need to borrow their bodies for the day." Edna said with her hands up.

Ned pondered for a moment, considering who he could approach for this unusual request. He wanted to make sure that whoever agreed to be the vessel would understand the importance of this meeting and be comfortable with the idea.

After a moment, he had an idea. "I think I know just the two women who might be willing to help," Ned said with a determined look in his eyes. "I'll talk to them and explain the situation. But first, can you tell me more about the process and what we need to do to make it happen?"

*Days later...*

A few days had passed since Ned's conversation with Maude and Edna about the ritual to allow them to temporarily inhabit physical vessels. Ned had been diligently preparing for this unique and supernatural event. He had gathered all the necessary items based on their guidance and instructions.

In his living room, a soft, calming glow emanated from several candles arranged in a circle on the floor. Incense wafted through the air, filling the room with a soothing scent. Ned had placed two empty chairs within the circle, facing each other, where he hoped Maude and Edna would soon be able to sit.

Ned himself had taken time to center himself and mentally prepare for what was to come. He had readied himself to be the intermediary between the two women who had agreed to be the vessels and his beloved wives from the afterlife.

As he waited in anticipation, he couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement, hope, and a touch of nervousness. This was an extraordinary moment, and he hoped everything would go smoothly. He looked around the room, ensuring that everything was in its place, ready for Maude and Edna to join him once more in this world.

He had called over two women who had been close friends with his late wives, Maude and Edna, explaining the situation as best as he could. He had made sure to sound as convincing as possible, emphasizing the importance of this meeting and the chance to reconnect with their departed friends.

Despite his best efforts, doubt still lingered in his mind. Would they actually come over and participate in this mysterious ritual? Ned knew that the idea of allowing Maude and Edna to temporarily inhabit their bodies might seem far-fetched and even unsettling. He had tried to alleviate their concerns, but there was no guarantee they would agree.

Ned couldn't help but fidget nervously in his chair. To make matters more convincing, he allowed his wives to do subtle acts to indicate their presence. The soft tinkling of wind chimes in the corner of the room, a familiar scent of Edna's favorite perfume wafting through the air, and a gentle, unseen hand brushing against the back of one of the empty chairs were all signs he hoped would reassure his guests.

As he waited, he couldn't shake the feeling of uncertainty. Would his plan work, or would it all be in vain?

Ned took a deep breath, trying to heed Edna's calming advice. Her voice, even though it came from the afterlife, still had that soothing effect on him.

"You're right, Edna," he replied softly, addressing the empty space around him. "I just want everything to go smoothly. This means so much to me."

"It means a lot to us too, Neddy." Maude said, "hugging" him from behind to help calm him down.

The doorbell chimed, breaking the stillness in the room, and Ned's heart skipped a beat. This was it; they had arrived. He got up from his chair, feeling the presence of Maude and Edna close by, and went to answer the door. With a warm, but somewhat anxious smile, Ned opened the door to find Helen Lovejoy and Marge Simpson standing there.

"Hello, ladies. So glad you could make it." Ned said, giving them a smile.

A nervous one but he managed to hide it.

Ned ushered them into the softly lit living room, gesturing for them to take a seat in the chairs he had prepared within the circle. The room still carried the scent of incense, and the candles continued to flicker, casting an ethereal glow.

Helen, always one to gossip, leaned in closer and whispered to Marge, "Marge, do you think this is some kind of séance or something? It's all a bit spooky, if you ask me."

Marge nodded, her blue hair bobbing slightly. "I dunno, Helen. But Ned seems sincere, and he did say it was important."

"But how important and why? You know how he's been since the boys moved out." Helen said, acting like a gossip as usual.

"I know but I'm sure it's fine. Ned is the most innocent and sweetest man in Springfield. There's not a single nefarious bone in his body." Marge said.

Ned overheard their hushed conversation but chose not to interject. Instead, he took a moment to regain his composure and focus on the task at hand. He had to convince Helen and Marge to participate in this unusual ritual.

Taking a deep breath, Ned addressed his guests, "Ladies, I know this may seem a bit unusual, but please trust me when I say that what we're about to do is of great importance to me. You see, I believe that through this ritual, we can reconnect with our dear departed friends, Maude and Edna."

Helen raised an eyebrow, skepticism still evident in her expression, but Marge nodded in understanding. "Ned, we're here because we trust you, and if you believe this will help you find closure or connect with your wives again, we're willing to give it a try."

Ned's eyes welled up with gratitude, and he placed a hand on Marge's shoulder. "Thank you, Marge. Your trust means the world to me. Now, if you both can please take a seat in these chairs," he gestured to the empty chairs within the circle, "we can begin the ritual."

Helen and Marge exchanged glances and then cautiously took their seats. As they settled in, Ned joined them, sitting in a chair opposite them within the circle. He took a deep breath and began to explain the process in detail, describing how they would be the vessels through which Maude and Edna could briefly return.

Ned's voice was calm and reassuring as he explained, and he hoped his sincerity would help ease any lingering doubts.

"To add in the ritual, I must present personal items that have deep connections with Maude and Edna." Ned said, reaching under his chair and pulling out the items. "Helen, for Maude, a handmade cross she whittled and maintained since our first anniversary."

"Oh my, it's lovely." Helen said, gently taking a beige cross that was carved and glazed as if it was professionally made.

Ned nodded, pleased that Helen appreciated the significance of the cross. He then turned his attention to Marge. "And for Edna," he continued, "a collection of her favorite books, along with her cherished gardening gloves. She loved tending to her roses."

Marge took the books and gloves in her hands, her eyes filled with a mixture of curiosity and reverence. "These were Edna's favorites, she got into it after you two spend more time together"

Ned smiled warmly, grateful that they were willing to participate and recognize the importance of these personal items. "Thank you both for being a part of this," he said sincerely.

As the room was enveloped in the soft glow of candlelight and the scent of incense, Ned began the ritual, following the instructions he had gathered over the past few days. He spoke words of invocation, calling upon the spirits of Maude and Edna to join them in this moment.

"Maude Flanders, Edna Flanders, beseech our call. Your faithful husband and dearest friends have assembled to speak with you. Please, come forth by the power of Christ and appear before us." Ned said.

As Ned's voice filled the room with his heartfelt invocation, a hushed stillness settled over the circle. The candles continued to flicker, casting dancing shadows on the walls. The scent of incense hung in the air, mingling with the memories of Maude's favorite perfume and the echoes of Edna's voice.

For a few tense moments, nothing seemed to happen. Ned's heart pounded in his chest, and he exchanged worried glances with Helen and Marge. Doubt began to creep back in.

But then, just as doubt threatened to take hold, a gentle breeze swept through the room, rustling the curtains and sending the wind chimes tinkling melodically. It was a breeze unlike any other, carrying with it a sense of familiarity and comfort.

Ned closed his eyes, feeling the presence of Maude and Edna drawing closer. He could almost hear their voices whispering in the wind. The room seemed to shimmer, as if a veil between worlds had grown thin.

And then, in the soft glow of candlelight, two ethereal figures began to materialize in the chairs across from Ned, Helen, and Marge. One was the kind and gentle visage of Maude Flanders, her warm smile radiating love and serenity. The other was the no-nonsense, yet caring appearance of Edna Krabappel, her eyes filled with a mixture of amusement and affection.

Marge and Helen gasped in shock, seeing their deceased friends were right before them as spirits!

Helen, always one to be vocal, couldn't contain her astonishment. "Great googly moogly! Maude, is that really you?"

Maude's ghostly form nodded with a serene smile. "Yes, Helen, it's me. I've missed you all so much."

Marge, on the other hand, was more composed but equally moved. She wiped away a tear and addressed Edna, her voice trembling with emotion. "Edna, I can't believe it's you. You look... well, ghostly."

Edna chuckled, her voice carrying a hint of her trademark sass. "It's me, Marge, in all my ghostly glory. And Ned here," She gestured to Ned with a playful grin, "Has certainly gone to great lengths to bring us back."

Ned couldn't help but smile through his tears, relieved that his plan had succeeded and that his friends were witnessing this miraculous reunion.

"But why exactly? So he could say his final goodbyes?" Helen asked them.

"Both of your deaths were so sudden, so I guess it makes sense to want one last goodbye in person." Marge said in agreement.

Maude and Edna exchanged a knowing look, understanding the questions that lingered in their friends' minds. Maude began to speak, her voice filled with warmth and understanding, "Helen, Marge, you're right. Our deaths were sudden and unexpected, and we never had the chance to say our final goodbyes or share our thoughts and feelings with Ned and all of you."

Ned, sensing the need to explain further, cleared his throat and gently interjected, "Ladies, there's one more crucial aspect to this ritual that I need to share with you. Maude and Edna are not here just to have a conversation with us. They have temporarily returned so that they can briefly inhabit your bodies to have a more direct connection."

Helen's eyes widened in surprise, and Marge looked a bit taken aback. "Inhabit our bodies?" Marge asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

Edna chimed in, her ghostly form radiating warmth, "Think of it as a temporary merging of our spirits with yours, just for a short while.

"And it won't hurt a bit, we promise." Maude said, with her hands on her chest. "On my honor as a child of god."

"And...will we remember what you do in our bodies? Not that I assume you'll do anything bad but still." Marge said to be cautious.

Ned gently spoke, "Helen, Marge, I want to be transparent with you. You will remember this experience, but please understand that Maude and Edna are here out of love and goodwill. They won't do anything you don't want them to do. It's a cooperative effort, and they'll respect your wishes and boundaries."

"They will? Maude I can believe it, but Edna." Helen said, hesitant and suspicious.

"Now hold on, Helen, I knew Edna before she died, and she wasn't a bad person. She just had a harder outlook on life and did her best to help those that needed it like Bart. She was hard on him because she just wanted the best for him." Marge said.

"It's true. Even when he was being a little ass and pulling chaotic pranks, I knew he had good in him and could succeed if he wanted it. How else do you think he passed the fourth grade?" Edna said with a grin.

"Maude, Edna?" Ned asked, gazing at "Helen" and "Marge." "Are you in there?"

"Of course we are, Neddy." Maude/Helen said, speaking softly as she smiled at him.

"Seems like it worked without any problems. Good thing cuz I couldn't live with myself if I hurt one of my few female friends." Edna/Marge said, looking at her hands.

Ned felt a surge of emotions as he looked at his two friends, now temporarily inhabited by the spirits of Maude and Edna. It was an extraordinary moment, and he couldn't help but be grateful for their willingness to participate in this supernatural experience.

"Alright, Maude and Edna, how do you want our day to start?" Ned asked, standing up.

Maude/Helen smiled warmly and said, "Ned, it's been so long since we've been able to enjoy a beautiful day together. How about we start with a leisurely stroll through Springfield Park? It's always been one of our favorite places."

Edna/Marge nodded in agreement, "Sounds good to me but I think we need some disguises don't you think? I don't know if these two are still married but we should not bring too much attention to them"

Ned chuckled a bit, thinking that was a good idea before revealing some news to them.

"I agree but I don't think we have to worry much. Reverend Lovejoy passed away some years ago, god rest his blessed soul." He said as he looked at Maude/Helen.

"Oh dear, but that's strange, I haven't seen him in heaven." she said, tapping her lip.

'Either he's steering clear of her or he's in the other place.' Edna/Marge thought as Ned gazed at her.

"As for Marge, after their kids moved out, she and Homer had a little falling out. They've been divorced for about years now." Ned said.

"It's about time if you ask me" Helen/Maude said "I never understood what she saw on him but now I bet she is doing better"

"Speaking of better" Marge/Edna puts her hands on her hips and does a pose "What do you think of this ladies body Ned?"

"Go on, don't be shy Neddy." Helen/Maude said, putting her hands behind her back and fluttering her eyelashes.

Ned looked at them both, thinking about the times where he accidentally had lustful thoughts about Marge and Helen before now.

Even after the years had passed Marge and Helen kept their bodies in tip top shape. Big and round breasts bigger than a pair of mature melons, wide hips swaying lefy and right like a pendulum, and with his former wife's souls inside their bodies, they gained a subtle seductive vibe to their faces.

"You both look marvelous. Even in other bodies." Ned said, honestly and lovingly.

This made both of them smile as they walked to him, each hooking his arms before leading him to the door of his home. Their final day out and in the town had begun.

Springfield Park:

They began with a leisurely stroll through Springfield Park, its lush greenery and serene pond inviting them in. Maude/Helen couldn't resist the urge to feed the ducks, her gentle demeanour shining through as she scattered breadcrumbs on the water's surface. The ducks quacked in delight, and Ned couldn't help but smile, remembering how Maude always had a soft spot for animals.

Meanwhile, Edna/Marge couldn't resist a playful comment as they watched the ducks enjoy their impromptu feast. "Well, at least they're not as unruly as some brats I know"

Springfield Cinema:

After their time at the park, they headed to the Springfield Cinema for a matinee show. The marquee boasted an array of films, but they settled on a heartwarming classic that Maude and Edna had always adored. The dimly lit theater offered respite from the midday sun as they shared popcorn and whispered comments during the movie.

Lunch at Luigi's:

Their appetites awakened by the aroma of popcorn, they made their way to Luigi's Italian restaurant for lunch. The cozy atmosphere and the delightful scent of garlic and tomato sauce greeted them as they entered. They savored each bite of their meals, reminiscing about the countless times they had dined here with Ned.

Springfield Community Church:

With lunch finished, they decided to visit the Springfield Community Church, a place of solace and reflection. Maude/Helen and Edna/Marge knelt in the pews, offering silent prayers for guidance and thanking the heavens for this day of reunion. As they lit candles and listened to the soft hymns playing in the background, the atmosphere was filled with a sense of peace and connection. Ned felt a deep sense of gratitude for this opportunity to spend time with his late wives in this sacred place.

Dinner at the Gilded Truffle:

As the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a warm, golden hue over the town, they concluded their day with a reservation at the Gilded Truffle, one of Springfield's finest dining establishments. The candlelit ambiance and the clinking of silverware against porcelain created an intimate atmosphere.

They indulged in a decadent meal, savoring each course as if it were a feast for the soul. The conversation flowed effortlessly, filled with laughter, shared memories, and the reassurance of love that transcended the boundaries of life and death.

With full hearts and satisfied appetites, they made their way back to Ned's home. The soft glow of the living room welcomed them, a testament to the day's enchanting experiences. The candles still flickered, casting dancing shadows on the walls, and the room was filled with the lingering scent of incense.

Ned looked at Maude/Helen and Edna/Marge, his eyes reflecting the love and gratitude he felt for this extraordinary day. "Thank you both," he said, his voice filled with emotion, "for giving me the chance to spend this day with you, even if it's in different bodies."

They shared a group hug, spirits entwined in a bond that defied the realms of the living and the departed. It was a day they would cherish forever, a day that had brought them closer and allowed them to say the words they had yearned to express.

"It was wonderful for us too, Ned. Even if you would be in heaven with us, the waiting was just too much to bear." Maude/Helen said.

"After the day we had together, this will more than hold us over until it's your time." Edna/Marge said.

"I'm glad you two are here with me, it made life so much better and showed me I have much to wait for. Is there anything you two would like to do still?"

The two deceased wives glanced at each other, sharing one single thought as they slowly smiled.

"Well there is one thing in mind we want to do" Maude/Helen said with a smirk.

"Yeah something we really want to go all the way tonight" Edna/Marge smirked too.

Both of them proceeded to take one side of his head and whispered into his ear what they wanted to do.

And after hearing it, Ned had frozen as he began blushing brightly while his mustache frizzed up like it was a scared cat!

"L-Ladies I-I don't think that is a suitable option right now" He said, starting to imagine things.

"Why not, sweetie? Don't you want to make this day TRULY memorable?" Edna/Marge asked, wiggling her eyebrows.

"I do miss the feeling of those strong abs that I bet! You still have them" Maude/Helen said, in a seductive tone.

Ned didn't deny that he kept in shape even into his older age but still, he chuckled with a blush at hearing Maude compliment his body once again.

"Oh, I'm not that fit for my age." Ned said as his mustache calmed down.

"Is that so? Then you won't mind taking your shirt off would you?" Mage/Edna asked with a wiggling her eyebrows.

"Oh! I love that idea!" Maude/Helen said, clapping her hands.

"Alright, alright," he chuckled nervously, "but just for a moment." With that, he began unbuttoning his shirt, revealing a well-maintained physique that had indeed defied the passage of time.

Maude/Helen and Edna/Marge exchanged mischievous glances as they enjoyed the moment.

"Damn honey" Maude/Helen said as she touched his abs "I think they looked better then last time I saw them"

Ned blushed even deeper at Maude/Helen's comment, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and flattery. He couldn't believe he was having this surreal moment with his departed wives.

"Well, I do try to keep in shape," he stammered, "but I never thought I'd be showing off like this in my own living room."

"Oh? Then why don't we take this to the bedroom since you don't like to show it to us in the living room?" Edna/Marge said with a grin, wiggling her eyebrows.

"P-Pardon?" Ned asked as he blushed.

"I said, let's go to the bedroom so you can show us more." Edna/Marge said as she moved closer to Ned.

"Well, I, uh, I mean... this is all quite unexpected, you know."

Maude/Helen joined in, laughing softly, "Come on, Ned. It's all in good fun. Besides, who would understand you better than us?"

Ned hesitated for a moment, conflicted between embarrassment and the strange allure of the situation. Finally, he managed a weak smile and said, "Alright, if you insist. Let's go to the bedroom then."

With Edna/Marge leading the way, they entered the bedroom, a mix of curiosity and anticipation in the air. Inside the bedroom, the atmosphere shifted from nervous laughter to a more intimate, yet oddly comforting, setting. The soft, warm lighting created a cozy ambiance, and the bed beckoned invitingly.

Edna/Marge, still with a playful glint in her eye, turned to Ned and said, "Now, dear, don't be shy. Show us what you've got."

Ned, though still somewhat bashful, started to unbutton his shirt once more, his hands trembling slightly. As he revealed his well-toned physique, Maude/Helen and Edna/Marge exchanged approving glances.

Maude/Helen moved closer to Ned and lightly traced a finger along his chest. "You really have been taking care of yourself," she murmured appreciatively.

Edna/Marge moved in as well, running her fingers along his arm and adding, "You're quite the catch, Ned."

Ned chuckled while trying not to seem ticklish from their fingers caressing his muscles.

The ladies then proceeded to get a little more Frisky before getting lower onto his abs and starting to lovely kiss it.

"Oh nelly!" Ned said in surprise, jumping a bit.

"No Nelly here, Ned. Just Maude and me." Edna/Marge said, licking one of his abs.

"P-Please ladies think of the original owners of the body you inhabit, how would they react to this?" He asked, embarrassed but worried that Marge and Helen felt uncomfortable.

"We know how you feel, Neddy, but don't worry. They won't have a problem with this." Maude/Helen said to him.

"W-What do you mean?" Ned asked with a stutter.

"Don't worry but we can choose what they do and don't remember from the moment we possessed their bodies." Edna/Marge said, pulling back for a moment.

"Wait...does that mean that...they are seeing this right now and dont mind it at all?"

"Well, they don't see it right now. Think of it like being in a temporary sleep." Edna/Marge said as she licked Ned's nipple, making him jump in shock.

"I-I-I-I dont think thats a good thing to do"

Helen/Maude "Are you sure dear? These poor ladies have been so lonely lately, I can feel her needs and urges after becoming single for good"

"Marge is no different. Even if she doesn't love Homer as much as she used to, she still misses their love making. Wouldn't it be a good Christian act to help them in their time of need?" Edna/Marge asked, pulling down her dress and showing her breasts.

It was getting really hard for Ned to hold back anymore, with these two beautiful milfs in front of him plus the voice of his dear wives from long ago, the blood was rushing from his brain to down below, logical thinking getting harder by the second.

'Forgive me, Father, for I am about to sin!' Ned thought.

His member then finally raised up at its mighty and lengthy hardness for the two or in this case four women to see.

"Oh dear!" Maud/Helen said wide eyes, jumping in shock.

"Hello!" Edna/Marge said, nearly ripping the dress from this.

"Well, ladies, I can't argue that you both need me, and it would be selfish of me to turn you both away." Ned said, his voice smooth and soothing as he slowly took off his glasses. "So, allow me to make it up to you."

Edna/Marge licked her lips in anticipation, this is what she was waiting for "Ooh Ned, you have no idea how much I missed this big long of a dick you have between your legs, it's still big and energetic just like I remember. I can't wait to take those pants off and see it on its full glory"

"Agreed, Neddy. I can honestly say that the only thing in the world that can make me think of sin is your mighty tool." Maude/Helen said with a smile.

Edna/Marge was getting impatient "Enough chit chat, get those pants down, my hornyness is off the charts now that I have an actual body after so long

Chucking at her horny lust, Ned did as Edna/Marge demanded and reached for his pants. But he pulled them down SLOWLY, wanting to make their anticipation last as long as he could as they got antsy.

They were huffing and puffing, tongues drooling like they were dogs in heat waiting for a treat.

'Come on, come on! Pull it off already!' Edna thought, screaming inside of Marge's body.

'I love this man but he's teasing too much!' Maude thought, rubbing Helen's legs together in anticipation.

Then with a final tug they finally saw what they were waiting for, and it was enormous, easily dwarfing and man the four woman have ever seen in their lives, it's length stretched in a thick shape of pure manliness and strong musk.

"OH SWEET LORD!" Both of them said, in awe of the mighty rod that they had not seen in so long.

"Well Ladies here it is, what you two wanted, was it worth the wait?" Ned said, with more confidence than before.

Without even thinking, Maude/Helen and Edna/Magre stripped out of their clothes and stood before their husband.

"Whoa..."

Ned looked in awe at the naked body of both Helen and Marge whose body were inhabited at the moment, but they were really rocking their appearance after so many years, while Ned was no pervert like many man who would stare at a woman passing by the street at any given moment, he had to admit...this really turned him on.

'Their breasts are so big and perky, those hips are wide and firm'

It was like the ravages of time had no effect on either of them.

"Dear lord...you all look amazing...e-even if it's not your body but I still remember how it used to be so this is not too different" He quickly said, trying to compliment everyone.

"Oh thank you, Neddy." Maude/Helen said, crossing her arms behind her back.

"And it's fine to say it, I'll admit I always admired Marge's body for being so fit for her age." Edna/Marge said, putting her hands on her hips.

"Not bad for someone who had three kids huh?" Maude/Helen said with a giggle "Now Ned how about you tell us what you want to do with these babies?" She said, groping her new tits.

"Or these babies." Edna/Marge said as she slapped her new ass.

"Girls, that is not an easy question to answer." Ned said, beginning to sweat.

"It's only fair I go first. After all I was the first wife" Maude/Helen said so.

"Okay but don't wear him out. I want my turn." Edna/Marge said as she moved to the side to watch.

"Don't worry, I'll have plenty left for you, Edna." Ned said with a smile.

Maude smiled before she got on her knees to get a better and closer look at her husband's large throbbing cock, just now realizing how big and musky it is this close to her face. God how she missed that smell, her man was as virile as they come, the neighbours saw him as just the annoying religious guy or naive sometimes but they had no idea what she saw.

She saw a simple man, a wholesome and handsome man that lived as Adam in the modern age. And she was his Eve.

"I'm gonna enjoy draining this monster" But she was a really thirsty Eve that's for sure.

"Then open wide and relax." Ned said with a grin.

Maude/Helen licked her lips before opening her mouth as widely as she could, slowly moving to the tip.

Edna/Marge though looked at this and had a devious little idea as she got behind the girl who was slowly going for her husband's dick, before turning around and booting, bumping the back of her head.

"WHOA!" Maude/Helen let out in surprise before taking a MOUTHFUL of Ned's cock.

"Ups! Sorry there dear, looks like Marge had a bigger dump truck then I thought, but hey now that you're going downtown on his manhood, better start sucking, if you're not too rusty that is hehehe" Edna/Marge said with a devious laughter.

"Ooooh! E-Edna, that wasn't v-very nice! Oh Lordy!" Ned said with a stutter and a moan, enjoying the surprise deep throat.

"You know what else is not nice? Losing time, so how about you enjoy that little suck sucky while I make out with you hot stud?" Edna/Marge said before kissing Ned in the lips, her hands rubbing all over his chest.

"Mmmmm." Ned moaned into the kiss, moving one hand to place on her firm ass.

'Grrr! That was dirty, Edna! Don't think you can take Neddy's attention away so easily.' Maude/Helen thought as she relaxed her throat and began to pull back before sucking greatly.

That made Ned feel really good, the supple mouth of Maude in which Helens too felt amazing and sexy, but also sinful in a way he could not describe, to also have Edna in Marge body, exploring his body while kissing him softly made the man's blood run wild.

It was a dream Ned never thought he would experience this and he was glad that he was now!

'Oh screw it might as well enjoy this to my heart's content" He said before grabbing 'Maude' head and began to thrust his hips back and forth to facefuck her real good.

'OH! OH MY!' She thought with a moan, surprised but enjoying this greatly as she rocked her head back and forth with each thrust.

Edna/Marge noticed this and grins in approval, she always knew Ned had more sexual energy and lust that he allowed himself to show, maybe he was too embarrassed or too religious to see this as anything more than just a romantic moment between a married couple, but he also was like all other men. He wanted to drown in lust at least just once to let all the cravings be disclosed.

'Well, it's only natural that one of his better halves helps him explore his sexuality.' Edna/Marge thought as she kissed Ned's neck softly while moving down his collarbone to his pecs.

Ned's hungry hands now squeezed the new pair of buns, hungrily, remembering that one time he and Marge almost ALMOST! Had an affair.

But now, it was not alright since Marge was divorced! Ned could enjoy her body all her wants in the moment as well as Helen's body.

'Dear lord above, this feels so good!' He thought before giving a big and audible slap into her bubble butt.

Edna/Marge moaned from this, pausing mid lick of Ned's marvelous pectorals.

"Someone is feeling a little hornier than normal huh? Do you like this Ned? You love smacking this bootylicious cheeks?"

Ned didn't answer as he YELPED, his balls suddenly cupped and fondled by Maude/Helen as she wanted Ned's attention more than Edna/Marge.

'Oh God! It has been so long, I can't hold back with all this happening I-I'm gonna cum!'

Ned thrusted harder into her throats as Maude/Helen took it in stride. Sucking his cock harder!

"That's right Ned, make sure to unload deep in her mouth, don't hold back, just shoot" Edna/Marge said in his ear in seductive whispers.

'Her voice! So lustful, so sinful, it sounds diddly damn heavenly!' Ned thought as he gave his final thrust and EXPLODED in his first wife's throat.

Maude felt as her vessel temporary body got her mouth Flooded by the sheer amount of thick protein that her love had just unleashed, it was surprising just how much he really let out, as Ned was never that much of a wild hose back in the day, but this was one heck of a surprise.

'Sorry Helen lets see how much you can really swallow' Maude/Helen thought as she gulped hungrily at each possible drop.

Ned and Edna/Marge watched and listened as the first wife drank the holy man's load.

"Does it turn you on Ned? To see a woman that used to be married? Now sucking your dick and hungrily drinking the content from your balls?" Edna whispered with a little bit of Marge's original voice just to edge him.

"I-I-I won't deny it b-but I diddly do find this giggity good." Ned said with a shiver.

"How good? Don't mince words with us, Neddy." Edna/Marge said as she licked up Ned's neck.

Maude/Helen pops from her mans cock breathing heavily "I think he found it to be amazing, i know i did hehe"

Ned chuckled a bit, his cock not flaccid in the slightest.

"Guilty as charged." Ned said to them.

"Maybe it's time for you to go further hmm? That cock is warmed up and raring to go, and I want it inside me" Edna/Marge said, her perverted nature being apparent.

"Not before me!" Maude/Helen said, trying to stand up but couldn't.

It seemed the effort to take Ned's full load down her throat made it harder to stand up.

"Easy there honey, you waited all this time you can wait a little more" Edna/Marge said with a smirk before bringing her man to bed "Now come here Neddy, let's see how much you can stretch Marge's pussy.

"Hehehehehe." Ned chuckled a bit, excited at the lewd thought and EAGER to see how far her pussy could stretch!

"D-Damn, wait til I get there" Maude/Helen said patting her gut "J-Just give me a minute"

"Sorry but no." Edna/Marge said with a smirk.

The woman laid onto the bed and soon enough spread her legs, showing off to her dear diddly husband how really "READY" She was for this.

"Show me a real good time honey, don't hold back"

"Can do-diddly." Ned said with a grin, grabbing Edna/Marge's legs and lining himself up with her.

'This is gonna feel amazing' She thought to herself.

With a gentle push, Ned pushed his cock against her lower lips and pierced between them.

"oOoooh Fuck!" Edna/Marge grunted, feeling his large manhood penetrating her 'This is NOTHING like our wedding night! It must be because Marge is surprisingly tight!' Edna thought while inside of Marge's body.

She was right in that regard as Marge body was not used to a really big and throbbing cock like Ned Flanders, not to mention the latter was feeling really horny and up for this task, more that he has ever felt, this was not sex to procriate this was sexy for lustful desire.

And Ned didn't care if this was a sin, he was going to give into his deadly sin and give all that he could give to his ghostly wives!

"OoOHH God! This feels so good" Ned said before his hips started to move back and forth frenetically.

Edna/Marge moaned louder as she grabbed the bed, rocking back and forth as her legs were being gripped tightly by her husband.

"Whoa..." Maude/Helen said as she looked how rough her husband was being "I only saw him like that very rarely"

And it was making Maude so jealous and horny, Helen's pussy watering very quickly as Maude/Helen slowly moved her hand to finger herself.

'Mmmm, mmm. Soon, Maude. Soon.' She thought, biting her lip.

"Oh! Oh! OOH! God Neddy! Your plowing me so fucking hard, im not sure if its just your dick, this pussy or both" Edna/Marge said between biting her lower lip and moaning in pleasure.

"Can it be both? Oh! It's been so long since I've done this!" Ned said, almost lost in lust.

His hips frantically moved back and forth with more intensity, an animal being unleashed, his hands grasping the bed sheets tightly, pummeling pussy like he was a horny teenager.

The bed itself was rocking back and forth, practically shaking and slamming against the wall as Maude/Helen was fingering herself faster at what she was seeing!

'Fuck! No man I slept with has ever compared to this man's manhood and how he deals with me' She thought before his hands went to grab her boobs 'Uhh...it's been a while ever since I felt this dominated'

'I've never been this demanding in bed, it feels powerful! It feels primal!' Ned thought, feeling his mustache curving as he latched onto Edna/Marge's left nipple

"Oooh!" She moaned a bit louder with that "S-Shit. Marge, why are your nipples so sensitive? Ooohhnn fuck"

'And so delicious! It's like cinnamon honey.' Ned thought.

Maude/Helen moaned at this "Hmm~That's right honey, suck her nipples real good, make her cum"

Ned pulled away from the nipple and glanced up to her face.

"No can doddy, Maude. I have to make YOU cum too." Ned said, still focusing on Maude and Marge,

Hearing him say that only made her finger herself harder "Then finish her, im being patient!"

"Gladly!" Ned said before pulling back and CLENCHING her hip. "Prepare to see the stars."

"Oh yeah? Do it! Show me!"

Ned grinned DEVILISHLY as he stopped thrusting, pulling back til just the tip was inside of her womb.

"Brace yourself." Ned muttered.

Edna/Marge realized what he was gonna do and gulped in antecipation "Just do it, make Marge pussy stretch to fit your thrusts"

Ned chuckled at this before THRUSTING as hard as he could, hitting her womb instantly.

"OH SHIT!" Edna/Marge screamed and moaned like never before.

"Incoming!" Ned said before his balls clenched up and unleashed den.

"OOOOOOOOH!" Edna/Marge screamed/moaned as loudly as she could, both voices harmonizing perfectly.

Whoa..." Maude/Helen said in amazement, seeing how Edna's vessel belly started to expand.

Ned slowly removed his member from her pussy while breathing heavily, looking at himself and then the image of Marge Simpson bloated stomach that he just impregnated with his fluids, at that moment he didnt even cared if she got pregnant or that his wive vesssel was not even her real body, what he did felt was...

'I feel so alive!' He thought before looking at Maude/Helen "Hey there scrumptious, how about you get in here too?"

"O-Oh me?" Maude/Helen stuttered, almost cumming herself from this but stopped when Ned looked at her.

"Did I stutter?" He asked her, grabbing the woman by the chin before whispering in her ear "I said i am going to ravage you"

Maude's spirited inside of Helen's body, incredibly amazed and aroused by her husband's newfound assertiveness!

"Y-Yes sir" She wraps her arms around his neck "Lift me up and pound me into oblivion please"

Ned chuckled at her submissive plea and nodded, scooping her up in his arms with ease.

"Now lets see if Helens pussy is as tight as Marge was, hopefully her husband used to be good at this" Ned said, giving a jab at the man of church.

"I-I'm sure he did his best!" Maude/Helen said with a stutter, but her body was screaming that it was a lie.

It was roaring that it needed this, it needed Ned's chiseled body and hard cock inside it right now!

"Lets test this theory" He pushes her against the wall of the room and proceeds to impale her with his large sausage.

"OOOOOH!" Maude/Helen moaned in shock and arousal, clawing into Ned's back!

Ned flinches just a little bit before he starts moving his hips frenetically, plowing her like he did Edna and he would not stop for the sake of 'Helen' body getting use to it.

'You have your all to the first love of your love, now give it all to the second!' Ned thought, refusing to quit.

'You gave your all to the first love of your life, now give it all to the second!' Ned thought, refusing to quit.

"Oh! Ahn! Ahhnn!" She said in between moans, feeling his member coming in and out of her.

'Yes! Yes! This is what I've missed for so long!' She thought in nirvana.

"Ooohhh Maude, I missed you so much dear, you and Edna if only this could last forever, but I make sure it feels like that" He said, while pummeling her insides.

"We've missed you too! Oh! B-But don't worry, y-you'll seems again when-Oh Lord, thank you for this!" Maude/Helen said between moaned, wrapping her legs around Ned's waist.

Ned pulled Maude/Helen into a kiss, twirling his tongue around her mouth as she moaned back into his.

Maude/Helen 'Ooohh Helen you should thank me for giving you this'

But Maude didn't care at this moment, she cared more about her pleasure than Helen's pleasure right now.

Ned clasped his hands onto her ass and slapped it quickly before grabbing again withouth letting her fall, a bit more of this and he could make sure to fill her up real good.

And for an extra push, he spread her cheeks and jammed his fingers in her tight ass!

'HELLO!' Maude/Helen mentally screamed, surprised by this as she CLENCHED her ass around his fingers!

Before she could understand anything else she ended up cumming first, squirming and grunting all over his dick thanks to the surprise ass finger attack.

"Mmmmm!" Maude/Helen moaned into the kiss, gushing to mush more than she even expected as she felt like she was about to pass out.

Ned stopped kissing her for a moment "HERE IT COMES!"

"GIVE IT TO ME! FLOOD THIS WOMB WITH YOUR HOLY SEED!" Maude/Helen screamed.

"OooOH diddly do!" Ned unleashed his burst shot.

Just as before, Ned flooded her pussy to the brim.

"OOHH GOD!" She moaned in bliss, her eyes rolling to the back of her head and tongue sticking out, while her nails digged into his back.

A full minute passed before the wave of pleasure died down, making Maude/Helen go limp in Ned's arms as he nearly fell back to the ground.

But having enough strenght left he casually put her in bed together with his first wife, watching the two of them taking in slow breathes after waht they went through, before sitting on the edge of the bed, resting himself.

"Phew...damn...that was...something"

He wiped the sweat from his forehead as he glanced up to the ceiling.

'God, thank you for this. Really.' Ned thought.

He starts yawning as the tiredness starts seeping in and he slowly begins to fall asleep, eyelids feeling heavy. He laid back on the bed and was cuddled by Maude/Helen and Edna/Marge, cupping his hands on their warm ass cheeks in his sleep.

*Morning*

The next morning, Ned slowly stirred from his peaceful slumber. He expected to see the familiar sight of his wives, Maude and Edna, by his side as they had always been for as long as he could remember. However, when he opened his eyes, he was greeted by empty space.

Panic gripped him momentarily as he scanned the room, trying to find any sign of Maude or Edna. Ned's heart began to race, and he was about to leap out of bed when a delightful aroma filled the air, overpowering his fear. He recognized the scent; it was the sweet, tantalizing aroma of Maude's famous blueberry pancakes, his absolute favorite.

Confusion mixed with relief as Ned climbed out of bed and followed the scent, which led him to the kitchen. There, he found Maude and Edna working together, busy at the stove, flipping pancakes and brewing coffee.

"Good morning, sleepyhead." Maude/Helen said with a giggle.

"Sorry we weren't with you when you work up, but we thought we'd make you some breakfast to make up for a wonderful date last night." Edna/Marge said with a smile.

Ned's worry dissolved into gratitude and warmth. He felt incredibly fortunate to have such caring and considerate wives and what happened last night was real and not a dream.

"I Love you guys"

Maude/Helen and Edna/Marge paused from cooking, glancing towards Ned with loving smiles on their hosts faces.

"And we love you too, Ned." They both said.

"Well after last night I sure could eat some bacon" Ned said, focusing on the food now.

"Not just bacon. We made you a feast after all the energy you gave last night." Edna/Marge said, bringing Ned some coffee.

Ned's heart swelled with happiness as he sat down at the kitchen table, feeling immensely grateful for the love and care of his wives, Maude and Edna. The events of the previous night had indeed been real, and he cherished the connection they shared. The warmth in the kitchen and the aroma of the feast filled the room, creating a sense of contentment and belonging that was unlike anythinghe had ever experienced.

'I hope this feeling lasts until it's my time to join them in heaven.' Ned thought.

Once their meal was done and they cleaned up, Ned invited them to shower with him to get clean. No sex, no matter how much they teased him.

"You ladies are far hornier then what I remember"

"Well, being separated from your one and only for decades does that to you." Maude/Helen said.

"You have no idea. After being with you, I couldn't think of being with any other man." Edna/Marge said, shaking CNN we head.

"Well, being separated from your one and only love for decades does that to you." Maude/Helen said.

"You have no idea. After being with you, I couldn't think of being with any other man." Edna/Marge said, shaking her head.

"Not even after seeing some of your favorite fantasy actors in heaven?" He laughed.

"Ned, the moment I saw your body and fell for your wonderful, holy self; you basically ruined other men for me. In a good way." Edna/Marge said.

"You gals are gonna make me blush" He said with a smile.

They chuckled at his reaction as they finished their shower, dried off, and got back dressed in their clothes.

Now would be the hard part, walking their host bodies home and saying a temporary goodbye again.

Edna/Marge and Maude/Helen stood in front of Marge's house, their host bodies freshly dressed after their shower. The bittersweet moment had arrived as they prepared to say goodbye once again.

Ned had a warm smile on his face as he looked at the two women. He was deeply touched by their affection and the connection they had formed over the years.

Edna, who was temporarily occupying Marge's body, reached out and held Ned's hand. Her eyes glistened with emotion as she said, "Ned, you have no idea how much you mean to us. These moments with you before and after have been the most precious time of our existence. You've made us forget about our problems, and for that, we are eternally grateful."

Maude, who was temporarily in Helen's body, nodded in agreement. She added, "You've brought us so much happiness, and it's all thanks to your wonderful, holy self."

Ned blushed at their words and replied, "You gals...I can't express how much you mean to me, as well. You've brought joy and love into my life in a way I never could have imagined."

'And I hope that they bring me even more in the afterlife.' Ned thought, sharing a gentle kiss with both of them one last time.

After that the two milfs closed their eyes before a shinning light from above descends on their bodies, Ned watches as the soul of Edna and Maude are then being released from Marge and Helen, finally resolved with what they had left on earth.

"See you soon my angels" Ned said with a tear going down his eye, before looking back at Helen and Marge "Ladies? Are you two awake?"

Helen and Marge shook their heads, feeling a little dizzy from being possessed for an entire day and not remembering last night.

"Yes, Ned. We are awake and yet…I feel surprisingly rigid." Helen said as she stretched, like she was just getting out of bed.

Marge yawns before saying "What happened yesterday? It feels like it was long yet so short"

'Do they don't remember last night? Good. It's better if they don't.' Ned thought.

Then again he did cum inside them really hard, so he made a mental note if this supernatural experience got them pregnant he would tell them if not, then maybe it was a side effect.

"It was a really amazing night, thanks to you two. If feeling any soreness, its perfectly normal"