“There we go. You like this, don’t you?” The pale, black haired spirit cooed in her soft yet emotionless voice at the withering man beneath her. Her arms disappeared into the soft flesh of her mammoth sized mammaries as she hoisted them up and down on the man’s abdomen. His tiny by comparison pecker twitched and convulsed against his will as the underside of Ashley’s breasts got another coat of fresh semen. 

“No more… please!” The man wheezed as he lifted his wrinkly hand and reached towards Ashley’s face. His arm shook as he struggled to keep his arm extended but with his strength rapidly being drained from him he unceremoniously dropped his hand back onto the bed by his side. Ashley couldn’t help but silently smirk at the pathetic fool as she sucked him dry, soon to be just another soul in her burdensome ethereal vessel. Her sharp teeth glinted in the moonlight contrasting harshly against her pasty skin and dark hair. 

Ashley had long ago lost count of just how long she had been haunting in her afterlife. In fact, it had been so long that the details of the events that led to her fate were now blurry. She was the heir to a very lucrative sugar company which her father had built up from nothing and she was what the young men would call ‘drop-dead gorgeous’. Her rather cumbersome bosom drew the gaze of all kinds of men which unfortunately included Mr. Woodard and his son, Cody Woodard. Woodard senior had taken it upon himself to convince Ashley’s father that if she and his son got married the joint conglomeration of their companies would greatly boost both of their wealth. And although this deal sounded lucrative to Ashley’s father he still respected her wishes as an individual and let her ultimately decide. That’s where Ashley’s life went sour however as she chose not to marry Cody Woodard who, in a fit of misguided possessiveness over Ashley, decided if he couldn’t have her then no one could. One bullet to her gut and a knife across her throat was all it took before he could desecrate and toss her lifeless body. With her body tainted and without a proper burial her spirit lingered on the mortal plane. At first she believed if she righted the wrong Cody had done to her she’d free her own vessel and be allowed to pass peacefully but…

The freezing skin of her oven sized breasts bounced atop her latest victim who trembled in pain and coughed up blood onto the bed sheets as he ejaculated into the underside of her cleavage one final time. The man’s wretched soul materialized from his chest which Ashley snatched and toyed with in the palm of her hands. Just like Cody this misogynistic man treated women like playthings for his amusement. During her haunt she discovered that this man cheated on his wife who was battling with cancer. Ashley waited until the woman finally divorced him and moved on to strike. Just as she dealt with Cody she struck in the middle of the night and paralyzed the man with her ghastly visage. Then, using her womanly charm and generous assets, she slowly drained them of all their energy by forcing them to cum over and over and over again until they fell to exhaustion.

“Don’t worry little one.” Ashley whispered into the wisp shaped form of the man’s soul. She ran her fingers through the trailing mist of energy dissipating from its top. “You deserved this.” She gripped her fingers into the soul and shoved it past her incorporeal skin and into her chest where it joined the mass of scared and frightened souls she had collected. She felt her breasts gurgle as although at their current size the growth was unnoticeable she knew from prior feedings that her cage of vile souls had jumped in size. 

“Ah~ Delicious!” She smacked her lips and licked her fingers clean of the soul's ectoplasm. Despite her very recent meal she could already feel the gnawing need to feed growing within her. She had no idea if this was what she needed to do to unshackle her soul but if it meant ridding the world of such selfish men she didn’t care if it was.