The Virgin Ghost of Jukai and Her Ascension

Warning! This chapter contains explicit sexual content and NSFW illustrations. Please check your surroundings and make sure you are in a private place before reading.

-I'm so wronged...!

“What exactly do you feel wronged about?”

-I'm so wronged...!

No matter how many times I asked, she only repeated the same gloomy complaint. If we could actually communicate, she wouldn't have clung to someone completely innocent like me and followed me out of the forest.

She was probably the spirit of someone who had committed suicide in Jukai, or a victim sacrificed at Shirashira Shrine. The fact that she kept saying she was wronged made me lean toward the latter. After all, if she'd tied the noose around her own neck, she wouldn't have any reason to feel that way.

Of course, I wasn't scared. After learning at Shirashira Shrine that the power of the abyss could affect even formless entities, I figured I could erase a vengeful ghost like this if I wanted. There were other methods, too.

“Hey.”

-You killed him! You...!

“What are you talking about?”

-I was supposed to be the one who killed him....

Ah, so the ghost had been stalking me because I stole the final blow on the Shirashira cult leader she wanted to kill herself.

“Did you come here to thank me?”

-I'll curse you...!

So she didn't see me as the guy who avenged her. She saw me as the support who stole the carry's last hit. Come on, she should be grateful. Killing the bad guy gives you experience points, but it doesn't give you CS!

I deliberately put on a scary face and spoke to the ghost.

“Go back to the forest before you see something you shouldn't. Or go find your family. I'd appreciate it if you stopped whispering weird things in my ear and just left me alone.”

-I'll curse youuuuuu!!!

Oof... my ears. Nothing I said was getting through. Thinking she was probably a victim of Shirashira Shrine made me feel a little sorry for her. Simply erasing her felt wrong. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I decided to help her ascend instead.

I sighed, took off my clothes, and folded them neatly. This was absolutely not because I wanted to do it. My actions were purely to exorcise the evil spirit and help her pass on. I was definitely not curious about what a ghost's breasts or pussy felt like.

-Curse... huh?

She had been repeating that she would curse me, but when I stood naked before her, the ghost seemed to sense something strange. But it was already too late. The ghost who noticed the abnormality tried to disappear from in front of me, but my hand caught her first.

-Kyaaaaaaaaa!!!

“Ugh, you're loud. Just lie down. I'll send you to heaven.”

I grabbed the screaming female ghost's breasts and kneaded them. A cool sensation mixed with something soft. They were so large that one hand wasn't enough to fully grasp them.

-I'll curse you I'll curse you I'll curse you I'll curse you I'll curse you I'll curse you I'll curse you I'll curse you I'll curse you I'll curse you I'll curse you I'll curse you I'll curse you I'll curse you I'll curse you...!

Yeah, let's see how long you can keep cursing. The ghost struggled but couldn't escape. The faint abyss energy wrapped around my hand kept her completely immobilized. I groped her breasts roughly, then flicked her nipples with my fingers.

-I'll curse ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠you I'll curse you I'll curse you I'll curse you I'll cur— Hngyaah!!

Hmm. This proved that ghosts could feel pleasure. Or maybe it was because my golden pillar had been upgraded after my first meeting with the Daughter of the Abyss, allowing it to affect formless beings as well? That moan was pretty cute, though.

The first experiment—whether ghosts could feel pleasure—had been proven. So for the second experiment, I decided to test whether ghosts could produce love juices. I slid one hand down and touched her pussy.

-Noooooooo!!!!

Her scream was loud enough to make my ears ring, but my merciless hand still stroked her pussy once.

Hmm... it's dry. Too early to be disappointed. I needed to caress her a little more.

-I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you

“You're the one who's already dead.”

With one hand on her nipple and the other gently rubbing her clit, I observed her reaction. After about fifteen minutes of continuous caressing, the ghost stopped struggling to escape and began to writhe and twitch. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠It looked exactly like a woman moving her body because the pleasure was too much to handle.

“Shall we check again?”

I moved the hand that had been on her clit back to her entrance. This time I felt something wet and sticky. I couldn't smell or taste it, but it was definitely love juice.

“Ohhh!”

Excited by the discovery that ghosts could get wet, I slid my index finger into her entrance.

-Hngh! I'll kill you, ugh!! Kill— hngh...!

About one knuckle deep, I felt a barrier pushing back against my finger. I looked straight at the ghost's face and grinned.

“A virgin ghost, huh?”

That was even better. Celebrating the success of the second experiment, I prepared for the third. This one would test whether a human cock could break a virgin ghost's hymen.

I aimed my cock at her pussy and slowly pushed inside. The entrance was tight with just the right amount of pressure. A very acceptable pussy. When I had about two-thirds of my glans in, I felt resistance. Her hymen.

-I'll curse you I'll curse ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠you ngh!!!

Hearing her say she'd curse me made me thrust forward involuntarily. I'd meant to go in gently while caressing her, but I ended up shoving it all the way in. Surprisingly, the third experiment succeeded without any trouble. Humans could turn a virgin ghost into a regular ghost. As expected, since she was a ghost, she didn't feel pain even when her hymen was torn. I glanced down and saw no blood either.

“Then shall we move on to the fourth experiment?”

The fourth experiment would determine what happened if I came inside her. Would my semen fall to the floor, or would it stay inside the ghost's body? I had assumed it would just fall out, but after seeing that her hymen could be broken by a human cock, maybe her body could hold my load.

I began moving my hips rhythmically. The virgin ghost's pussy tightened and squeezed, trying to push out the foreign object that had invaded her, but those internal movements only excited me more.

-I'll kill you— hahng! Kill— hngh...! Ahh! Kill— aahng.... Ahh!

She could no longer say “I'll kill you” properly. The ghost simply clung to me. Hmm, it's a bit awkward, but maybe I should kiss her?

When she said “kill” it looked like she was puckering up for a kiss. How could I resist? I had to do it.

While she moaned and struggled to say “I'll kill you,” I watched her lips, then kissed her right when she made the shape.

-Kill...! Mmmgh!!

The virgin ghost tried to turn her face away in resistance, but when I thrust my hips hard, she opened her mouth with an “Aah♥” and my tongue quickly invaded, ravaging the inside of her mouth.

Attacked from both her lower and upper lips at the same time, the virgin ghost lost her mind. True to her virgin status, her kissing was awkward, but her absorption speed was sponge-like. She quickly accepted my lewd tongue movements. If she hadn't been a ghost, her learning ability would have made her a sex genius.

How would a sex genius make a name for herself? Well, there are AVs, right? She might have become a famous porn actress. Or perhaps a devoted wife who only pleased her husband. For some reason, the thought that even those futures had been stolen from her made me feel pity.

“First shot!”

Watching her gradually succumb to the pleasure I gave her made my own arousal spike. Thick, hot semen filled the ghost's womb.

-Ughhh! Hngh! Ghh! Haaang!!!

Whether she felt an orgasm or not, her eyes rolled back (which was a bit scary) and her body trembled in time with my ejaculation.

I glanced at the floor. Oh! My semen hadn't fallen out. It remained inside the ghost's body. A little had splashed at her entrance, but the rest stayed within her.

Wow, fascinating.

“The final experiment is to see if receiving plenty of my yang-energy-filled semen will allow her to ascend.”

-Nooooo!!

Her mouth said no, but her lewd body that had already tasted my cock seemed to want more. I felt her pussy twitch and clench tightly around me. The signals from the rest of her body felt less like rejection and more like a welcome.

“Your mouth says no, but your body is honest!”

I thrust my still-hard cock into her with force. Surprised by the sudden attack, the virgin ghost let out a very un-virgin-like moan of “Hngyahh!”

After that, perhaps because she was a virgin who didn't know any better, the virgin ghost let me take most of the positions I wanted. Doggy style, cowgirl, the pine needle position, ekiben—she experienced quite a variety of postures. Thanks to the golden pillar's effect, the ghost stopped saying “I'll kill you, I'll kill you” filled with resentment and started saying “I'll kill you♥ I'll kill you♥” filled with affection.

I think it meant something like “Let's be together forever even after death,” but that wasn't possible. I still had a lot of work to do.

I needed to help her ascend quickly. Fortunately, my yang energy seemed to be working. Every time I creampied her, her gray skin grew brighter and more transparent.

On the seventh internal ejaculation, the ghost looked at me, smiled, and spoke. Her face was now that of a beautiful young woman with no trace of ghostly energy.

-Thank you... and I love you...!

Splat!

As soon as she finished speaking, my semen fell to the floor. There was no one in front of me anymore. She must have ascended. When I looked out the window, the sky was bright. The sunlight streaming through the window was the only thing comforting me in my solitude.

“I hope you're happy in your next life.... For a little while, I loved you too.”

I pressed my palms together and prayed for her soul. Inside the hotel room, only the semen I had just released remained, filling the air with the scent of night flowers.