Carry Me Lila - Part 1

In a quaint suburban neighborhood, an unassuming two-story home stood tall, its weathered bricks and gabled roof hiding a restless spirit. Fourteen-year-old Jeremy Wilkins had met his tragic end in this very house, doomed to linger in a ghostly form, haunting the halls he once called home.

Everything changed when Lila Archer moved in. A stunning woman in her twenties, blissfully unaware of the boy ghost lurking in the shadows.

A very bored Jeremy initially saw her as just another tenant to haunt.

But, despite his best efforts, Jeremy couldn't deny the attraction he felt towards Lila. He floated closer to her, his incorporeal form almost brushing against hers as she unpacked her clothes. His heart –if he had one– skipped a beat when she pulled out a lacy red bra from one of the boxes.

Lila hummed to herself, completely unaware of the ghostly presence behind her. But Jeremy couldn't tear his eyes away from her, taking in every curve and line of her body as she moved around the room.

As she tossed the bra onto the bed, she turned abruptly, causing Jeremy to retreat into the shadows. She paused, a shiver running down her spine as if someone were watching her.

“Hello?”

Silence enveloped the room, thick and heavy, as Jeremy hid in the dim corner. He watched her with wide eyes, his thoughts spiraling in confusion. Did she sense him? Was she somehow aware of his presence?

Lila turned back towards the boxes, “If you’re going to haunt me, at least show yourself.”

She screamed, as Jeremy materialized before her, a cheeky grin on his face, “Hi… I’m Jeremy.”

Lila blinked, her initial shock giving way to astonishment.

“J– Jeremy?” she echoed, studying the translucent figure that flickered in and out of focus like a poorly tuned television, “You’re… a ghost?”

“Yeah,” he replied, attempting to sound casual, though his ghostly fingers trembled slightly, “I’ve been stuck here for a while now.”

Lila took a step back, her wide eyes filled with a mix of fear and fascination, “This is incredible… Ghosts are real…”

Jeremy just stood and stared back at her.

“Poor thing,” she continued, “You’re just a kid …trapped in your own home. How did you…?”

“Long story,” he interrupted, not quite ready to delve into the tragic details of his fate, “You’re not scared of me?”

“Honestly? I’m more intrigued. It’s not every day you meet a ghost,” She took a tentative step closer, her gaze softening as she peered at him.

“It’s not every day you get seen as a ghost.”

“Can I help you?” Lila asked, “Like, move on or anything?”

"I don't know," Jeremy replied hesitantly, "I mean, I don't want to cause any trouble for you..."

"You won't," Lila reassured him with a smile, "If anything, you'll be helping me too."

Jeremy raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"I'm an artist," she explained, gesturing to the boxes of art supplies scattered around the room, “I've been feeling uninspired lately and I could use a little ghostly energy to liven up my work."

“How? You want me to possess you or something?”

Lila stared at Jeremy, unsure of how to respond. The idea of being possessed by a ghost was both terrifying and intriguing.

"Not exactly what I meant, but you can do that?" she asked, her voice shaking slightly.

“I think so, but I haven't tried it before.”

“Yeah, okay,” she said with a shrug, “I mean, think about it! A ghost bringing inspiration to an artist? That could make for an incredible story.”

Jeremy stared at her, finding it hard to believe someone could be so fearless, “Okay, but you have to promise me something.”

“What?”

“No screaming if I… well, if I get into your head.”

She chuckled softly, “Deal.”

“Okay,” he said softly, “I’m going in.”

With that, he entered Lila's body, drawing upon every ounce of willpower he had. Lila gasped as a rush of sensations flooded her mind.

Jeremy opened his eyes, feeling disoriented and confused. He looked down at his hands, which were now small and delicate, with long slender fingers

"I'm… wow," he breathed, the voice that emerged was soft yet powerful, laced with Lila’s essence, “This is unreal!”

“Yeah…” he heard Lila’s thoughts echo within his mind.

As Jeremy settled into Lila's body, he couldn't help but be in awe of her physical form. Her curves were soft and inviting, with full breasts and a shapely bottom.

“It’s okay,” Lila assured him, “I want you to feel comfortable in my body.”

Her words were like a permission slip for Jeremy, and he allowed himself to indulge in the sensations of Lila's body. He ran his hands over her breasts, feeling their weight and softness. He trailed his fingers down her stomach, marveling at its smoothness.

“This is crazy,” he said with a laugh, “I can’t believe I’m in your body.”

"Must be wild," Lila said with a playful smile, "A young boy like yourself in a body like mine."

Jeremy couldn't help but laugh, feeling a surge of excitement at the thought.

"Yeah," he said with a grin, "It's definitely an interesting experience."

He continued to explore Lila's body, marveling at its every curve and sensation. He ran his hands over her thighs, feeling their softness and warmth. He then trailed his fingers down to her legs, admiring their length and shape.

"This is so surreal," he said, shaking his head in disbelief.

Lila chuckled, enjoying Jeremy's innocent delight and amazement. She had never shared her body with anyone before and it was a surprisingly intimate experience.

Jeremy felt a thrill rush through him as he began to walk around the room. He swayed his hips slightly, enjoying the newfound fluidity of movement that came with Lila's body.

“I could get used to this,” he teased.

"I'm glad you're enjoying it," she said sincerely.

As Jeremy reveled in the sensations, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror.

“Wow,” he said, his voice laced with both admiration and disbelief, “You’re really beautiful.”

Jeremy moved his hands further up the inside of her thighs.

“Be careful there, partner,” Lila teased playfully, her presence mingling with his, “We don’t want to go too far too fast. Remember, you’re a ghost in my body.”

"Why not?" he purred, his voice taking on a seductive edge that both terrified and aroused Lila, "We're already sharing a body, might as well share everything else."

Lila gasped as Jeremy's ghostly fingers danced over the intimate parts of her body, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her. She struggled to find her words, her body betraying her with moans of pleasure.

"J-Jeremy," she gasped, "I... oh my god."

He could feel her inner walls contracting around him, her body clenching in response to his ghostly touch.

"Oh god," Jeremy moaned loudly as he increased the pace, "I... I'm... I'm..."