Peeping Tim Ch. 03

Tim Piper had been at it as a fucking ghost for several months now. He had purple slimed over a hundred women, turning them into horny sluts willing to let anyone fuck them anywhere, anytime. As time passed, he learned more and more about the power of his purple slime. One thing was that women he slimed were only seen as available to be used by those who were at least eighteen years old themselves. He was glad of that. Tim might be a pervert, but even he had his limits.

But Tim learned another thing about his purple slime. It made even family see the women he had slimed as available. Fathers had no issues about fucking their daughters, and brothers were the same with sisters. In addition, slimed mothers had no issues using their slimed daughters, and vice-versa. That sent Tim on a month-long quest to slime as many households that had both hot mothers and daughters who were at least eighteen years old. It was a bonus if they had sons who were at least eighteen years old, too. Being the deviant voyeur that he was, Tim had no problem enjoying watching whole families engaging in incest.

Another bonus of learning about this apparent eighteen or older rule was discovered when he went to visit the high school to find some sexy teachers and their addresses to bang later. After he had slimed these teachers in their beds, not only were their families fucking them, but when he went back to see them during the day in school, he saw that many of their fellow teachers were enjoying using them during free periods or after school. In addition to that, many of their eighteen or older students were also fucking them. Since being slimed, these teachers were now so slutty that they were rewarding their eighteen or older students for good work by letting these students strip them and fuck them right in the middle of class.

These teachers had become such whores that they were not even bothering to wear bras or underwear. Their tits could easily be seen poking through their blouses, and every time a student dropped a pencil, the teachers deliberately bent over so their bare asses and pussies could be seen up their skirts. The students loved it and so did Tim.

Another location Tim went looking for victims was the hospital. He enjoyed finding nurses to slime, seeing as once they were, they had no problem being used by the doctors, other nurses, or patients. Tim enjoyed watching them offer themselves to patients in bed. The women would gladly strip, then pull back the men's blankets, and climb up on top of the guys, lowering themselves onto hard cocks or pulling a 69 and sucking the men off while letting the patients eat them out. Tim thought it was the best patient care he had ever seen.

Another place Tim looked for playthings was the local gym. It was easy for him to walk through the walls into the locker rooms where he could enjoy watching the women undress and change into and out of their tight exercise clothes, as well as watch them in the showers. Any women he found attractive, he would just stick his head and hands into their lockers to find their driver's licenses to get their addresses, and then he'd visit them later at home to have his way with them.

Funnily enough, none of this caught anyone's attention or made anyone suspicious that something was wrong. Instead, it was Tim's enjoyment of scaring and embarrassing women in public that almost got him into trouble. Tim got into the habit of after he had slimed his one-woman quota for the day, he'd go looking for more fun molesting more women, but when he did, he could not put them under his control where they would not find anything wrong with what was happening to them. He didn't care one bit that these women were terrified when they were touched by invisible hands or undressed by someone they could not see.

He often hopped on one of the local buses and looked for a good-looking babe. If he found her, he wasted no time using his claw tentacles to rip her clothing to shreds, making her scream, full of fear. Before she knew what was happening, she was completely naked. As people stared, some in terror, others with lust, Tim would use his hand tentacles to restrain her, sometimes lifting her off her feet into the air and spreading her legs wide, while he used several cock tentacles to fuck her in every hole. He also enjoyed using his sucker tentacles on her tits as well as a new tentacle he had recently gained, one that had a tongue at the end of it, good for licking pussies as well as tits. He'd make her shudder with fear as well as shake from orgasm. People watching this realized that this was not natural. But all they could do was stare. Once he was done with his fun, Tim would lay the woman back down on the floor in the aisle, with tears in her eyes, and left by simply walking through the side of the bus.

Tim often pulled off the same shenanigans at the women's clothing stores around town. He liked to go there to watch the women undress in the changing rooms, but he also enjoyed fucking the ladies there. He had fun spooking them with the feeling of his invisible hands, suckers, and tongues on their bodies, as well as his invisible cocks sliding into all of their holes and between their breasts. Sometimes he would restrain them with his multiple hands and cover their mouths with another so they couldn't scream, but once he was done with them, the women would always go running out of the changing rooms, naked and in terror.

Soon, word spread of these weird happenings. People were saying that these places were haunted. They went to the village hall, demanding that the mayor do something. But seeing as Tim had slimed the mayor a while back, she saw nothing strange about what was happening. No one who had been slimed did. Interestingly, any men who had fucked a slimed woman also did not see anything wrong with what was going on. But there were still enough people who had not been affected by Tim's purple slime, either the women themselves or the men who had fucked them, to make a stink about things. The chamber of commerce decided to take things into their own hands. They hired a group that called themselves "Supernatural Exterminators."

Three exterminators arrived in town in a van with their business's name on the side. Tim just happened to be in the right place at the right time to see them pull into the hotel's parking lot. He watched as two men and one woman got out of the vehicle. Tim had been spending the week sliming the hotel staff to make visits to town more fun for people. Now, the women at the front desk stood there with their blouses almost entirely unbuttoned, showing off their braless cleavage. The maids gave an extra service of cleaning cocks with their tongues, among other things. The waitresses in the hotel's restaurant happily added themselves to the menu for men to enjoy eating.

Tim followed the Exterminators into the hotel. He saw that the three were at most just friends since they each had their own room. He could use that. Another thing he saw was that these specialists on the supernatural didn't notice anything strange about the maids offering to suck them off. In fact, both men took them up on it. Tim's purple slime brought men to his slimed women like moths to a flame. That night, he put into action his plan to distract these three. Plain and simple, he slimed the woman. He had to admit he certainly enjoyed it, as did she, once she was slimed. She had a shapely figure with B-cup breasts just the right size for groping. When he walked through the wall into her room and pulled off her blanket, he saw that she wore a large T-shirt for a nightgown. Tim wasted no time pushing it out of the way and shoving his cock into her cunt. Though she struggled, it didn't take long to slime her. After that, he spent the rest of the evening enjoying playing with the now complacent woman using his multiple tentacles. He groped her with his hands, fucked her with his cocks, licked her with his tongues, and sucked her with his suckers. The only tentacles he didn't need to put to use were his scissor-like claws.

The next day, he followed the three around town as they inspected his haunts. He didn't want to risk that they might actually find something, but he soon realized that these three were just con artists. Their "instruments" were just junk, they couldn't register that he was there in any way. No matter, the two men spent more time playing with their newly-made free-use slut partner than they did looking at anything else on the buses or at the stores. Tim left them to their "business" and continued on with his. He realized that if he wanted to be able to continue with his fun, he had to gain control of more of the powerful people in town. Tim spent the rest of the month sliming either the members of the chamber of commerce or their partners or children. The "exterminators" spent more time making use of the slimed women around town than they did doing any sort of inspecting and left after only a week, telling the members of the chamber of commerce that they couldn't find anything supernatural.

Once he had the chamber of commerce under his control, he decided that another way to get people to stop being so scared of his antics was to be a little bit more predictable. Instead of randomly hitting buses and their passengers, he rode the #6 line for a week, getting on and off at random stops. He continued to randomly molest passengers, but always on that line. Once people realized that the ghost only went after people on that bus route, they got more used to it happening. Once they were used to it, they came to accept that it could happen and likely would happen and so they just learned to live with it. In fact, people came to like the idea of riding on the haunted bus. People would dare each other to take a ride on it and risk the ghost getting its hands on them. Men would ride it for the fun of possibly getting to see a woman have that happen to her. To make people even more accepting of it, every so often Tim would slime one of his bus victims so that once he was done with her, the men on the bus would enjoy taking a turn with her. Rewarding them like this made them even more compliant with the buses being haunted.

While Tim haunted the bus, he also spent more time growing his collection of slimed women, thus making even more people accepting of his antics. Some of the others he went after were the women who worked in the clothing stores he liked to visit. He knew that if they were slimed, they wouldn't see anything wrong with women being molested in their store. It took another couple of months, but soon he had enough people enjoying what he gave them that he could go back to having fun scaring and embarrassing women wherever he wanted. People just said it was the ghost at work and went about their business. Tim realized that being a ghost meant one could get away with quite a bit. Who knew what he would try next?