“Well we’re here,” Brandon commented as he pulled his car up to the old and abandoned looking mansion. There were vines all over the place, the roof was was in disrepair and some of the windows had been boarded up.

“It looks so ran down,” Sally said as she unbuckled her seatbelt and opened the car door. She stepped out and stretched her legs. Brandon, Michelle and Jason also got out of the car and stretched as they grabbed their suitcases.

“It’s meant to look ran down,” Michelle commented as the group walked to the front door. “It’s a ‘haunted’ mansion after all. Still it’s rather impressive that they got to in bad shape yet still keep it properly maintained.”

“Looks like the others aren’t here yet, so I guess we go inside and wait for them,” Jason suggested and they all entered the mansion. The door closed and locked behind them.

“That’s odd…” Brandon said as he tried to open the door. “I was informed the door was on a sensor set to 6 people. It shouldn’t have triggered until the others arrived.”

“I guess they’re here then, maybe they parked their car around the back,” Sally said as she looked around. “I guess we go find a room to stay in and then go look for them afterwards.” The four of them headed and searched for a room, Sally and Brandon went off together, while Michelle and Jason found their own rooms.

Jason saw a nice room with a luxurious on suite and claimed it instantly, he put his case beside the bed and started to unpack. The hairs at the back of his neck stood up and a cool breeze brushed by him. He then looked at the bath and felt a sudden urge to have one as it had been a long trip. He entered the en suite and closed the door, he filled the bath and got in relaxing in the warm water.

Brandon and Sally found a lovely room with a queen sized bed with a canopy. “Oh wow this is beautiful,” Sally praised as she touched the silky curtains. She felt something was off though as her skin crawled with goosebumps. Then she looked over to Brandon. Without hesitation, Sally had taken off her top and bra as she headed over to Brandon, who was was unpacking his case, she leaned over his back and kissed him on the cheek.

“What are you doing?” He asked as Sally wasn’t usually this bold.

“I just want a little bit of fun before we meet up with the others… maybe we can try out this bed try out this bed.” Brandon quickly got the message and he began to strip as well, before the two of them found themselves naked on the bed, Brandon on top, Sally on the bottom.

Aiden didn’t know where he was or how he got here, he and Fiona had gotten to the mansion before the others and claimed a room together but after that he didn’t recall a thing. Everything felt strange and fuzzy though, he couldn’t move but it was relaxing. Suddenly he felt his weight shift as he stood up, no someone else stood up, he was just along for the ride. He saw in the mirror on the dresser Fiona’s half naked body sitting on the bed. Though he couldn’t see where he was. He felt loose though, as if he were dangling off her. Another thing he noticed was Fiona’s bra was currently on the dresser and she noticed that as well so she got up and walked over to it. Once again, Aiden was along for the ride but with each step he discovered what he was, he was her boob, somehow he had become his girlfriend’s breast. He didn’t have time to comprehend this fully how or why this happened when he saw ghostly hands coming out of the mirror. Fiona saw them too as they grabbed her and began pulling her into the mirror. A split second later Aiden and her were both trapped behind the glass and before them stood a dead eyed Fiona. She put on the bra, yet the real Fiona didn’t, allowing Aiden to remain uncovered. The two of them then heard a knock on the door. “Hi Fiona, we were wondering where you and Aiden where,” they heard Michelle’s voice. Aiden found himself jiggling rapidly as Fiona banged on the mirror’s glass.

Jason laid in the bath just enjoying himself with not a care in the world. Without warning the en suite’s door blew door with an explosive force as a cold gust blew through the room, knocking several things over and terrifying Jason. He saw a ghastly visage in the mirror, that wasn’t there in person and the water became freezing cold as a layer of ice began to form at the water’s edge. The ghost also seemed to be pointing at something, and when Jason followed its gaze he found himself staring at his blank croutch. “What the fuck!” He screamed as he touched the smooth skin where his genitals were supposed to be. Looking at them now there wasn’t even a pubic hair left. “I’m going to kill you Brandon!” Jason yelled as he got out of the bath. “You said this haunted mansion would be fun, not that a ghost would steal my dick!” Jason looked around the room for his towel and clothes, none of which were there. He then walked back into the main bedroom, stepping over the collapsed door and dripping water as he went. “Very funny!” He yelled again when he saw all his belongings were gone, the bedding was stripped and curtains were gone. He had nothing to cover himself with, nothing but his hand. So that’s what he did, he reached down and covered his bare crotch, only the moment he did, his hands fell off. “Son of a bitch!” At least the bedroom door was open.

“Oh yes, oh yes!” Sally moaned. “Keep going, don’t stop!” She was enjoying every moment of this however Brandon had not. While she was feeling pleasure he no longer felt a thing, so he backed off. “Deeper, deeper!” Sally begged, not noticing Brandon had gotten off. Brandon looked at Sally confused, how was she enjoying this, he wasn’t doing a thing. He then looked down at her vagina and saw that something was in it. That’s when he noticed it was his penis, detached from his body. He went to reach for it but it went further in. Brandon now had to reach for his own dick and try to pull it out of his girlfriend. “Oh GOD YESSS!” Sally screamed as he inserted thumb and index finger into her vagina as well. He was successful, he had managed to grab his member but when he tried to pull it out Sally’s vagina tighted onto his fingers, causing him pain. He tried to pull backwards to but Sally’s Vagina only tightened its grip and after a brief struggle Brandon had fallen backwards, minus a finger and thumb. He sat back up and screamed as he saw Sally’s genitals fade into nothingness. “What happened? Why did you stop?” Sally asked as she sat up. She felt like she was on the edge of orgasming but the preasure wouldn’t go away. She then looked at Brandon and saw that he was missing his thumb and index finger on his left hand and that he only had testicles. “What happened to you?” She screamed terrified but also still with pleasure. Brandon wordlessly pointed to her groin. Sally went down to touch it feeling smooth yet extremely sensitive skin. “Where’s…. muhhh…. muhhh…. my vagina?” She screamed through the waves of pleasure, so intense she could barely function. The pressure of her pleasure didn’t go away and she felt so frustrated and like she could explode at any moment. Without being able to run her vagina she instead gripped her breasts so hard and began to squeeze and pull on them. That is until she ripped them straight off her body, removing all feeling in them and getting rid of another outlet for enjoyment. Brandon watched on as Sally lost all cohesive thoughts and just rolled around on the bed moaning in an orgasmic fit.

Jason stepped out into the hallway, extremely embarrassed but in need of help. He then spotted Michelle run by, completely naked, missing her arms and breasts. She didn’t even notice him as she ran by. A split second later a set of boobs gave chase and her arms too but they seemed to stop following her when they bumped into Jason. They then grabbed onto his wrists and dragged him towards the direction Michelle ran away from. He didn’t fight them as he knew what happened last time. Michelle’s arms took him to a studio at the end of the hall where Fiona waited, still in one piece. He was embarrassed however, being completely naked in front of his friend’s girlfriend. Though something was wrong, she had such dead eyes and why would Michelle’s detached arms be dragging him over to her. She looked at him for a moment with a blank expression. Michelle’s arms pulled his hands behind his back and then pulled him into a blank canvas.

Michelle kept running away from her pursuing parts. She couldn’t even recall what happened. One minute she had found Fiona, the next she was naked and missing her breasts and arms. As soon as they fell off though they began to levitate and gave chase. Michelle tried to find somewhere to hide but every time she went for a room the door would slam shut. She was being herded and though she might’ve realised that, it didn’t stop her from running. When she was finally out of breath she found herself in a room with a couple of statues, one of which she recognised as Aiden, he was completely naked and frozen in fear. While she was looking at him one of her breasts hit her in the back of the head, making her stumble into the statue. Without her arms she couldn’t stop herself from crashing into Aiden or rebalance him and he fell over, shattering, shattering into several pieces. Mostly his head, torso and legs. Other parts came off the body and were spread across the floor, including his penis. Michelle began to sob as she looked down at the statue when her breasts reattached themselves to her. Though they didn’t return to her control and floated upwards, separating Michelle from her waist, she was then flown over to a pedestal.

Brandon didn’t know what to do, Sally was completely out of it and several of his parts were trapped inside. He tried to stop her from her fit but that resulted in her reaching out and grabbing his balls, ripping them off like she did with her breasts. He had no choice but to leave her for now and go find help. Though he couldn’t find anyone around. In the hallway he saw a painting that wasn’t there before, one of Jason with his hands behind his back and completely naked. He looked normal aside from his missing dick. “I feel your pain buddy,” he said to the painting as he continued his search for someone. As he went downstairs he found a room that wasn’t open before. He looked inside and found a smashed up statue and a bust of Michelle, topless and armless. He thought back to the painting of Jason and now the bust bust as well as what had happened to him and Sally. “Michelle, is that you?” He asked the bust, stepping on a piece of the shattered statue. He couldn’t tell what he had broken but it did make him look at the statue. “Oh my god, Aiden!” He screamed as he recognised the noseless face. “So where’s Fiona?” Brandon asked. He then saw something in the corner of her eye. “Oh Fiona… thank goodness you’re alright.”

For the longest time Sally was blinded by her never ending orgasm until finally it gave way. She blacked out instantly and slept for who knows how long. When she woke she was completely normal restored and there wasn’t any evidence of Brandon’s parts. She felt hungry and got dressed, heading down to the kitchen. She paused for a moment to admire the sexless man in the painting, her vagina even tingled at his sight. The more she thought about the painting the more intense her feelings got and it came to a point where she had to masturbate in front of the painting itself. Embarrassed she continued walking and her vagina tingled when she saw a door at the bottom of the stairs leading to a room of statues. She saw a smashed up statue and it made her vagina tingle again, but the one that set her off the most was a bust of a girl. Once again she felt intense feelings that she had no choice but to Masturbate in this room. She finally calmed down once more and this time headed towards the kitchen, this time her vagina didn’t bother her. She saw on the table there was a prank dish setup. There as a girl’s bare ass, torso, arms and legs surrounded by salad. In her mouth was an apple. Her vagina tingled one more time as she looked at the girl’s face. “Oh come on…” Sally said frustrated as she masturbated to the lifeless head as well.

Sally eventually had to put all the things away in the attic so they would stop triggering her ‘episodes’ as she later referred to them. She enjoyed the quiet life in the mansion, though she did miss the company of people. Still everything she needed was always stocked though she could never recall how. On occasion when she was up in her bedroom, she would look at her vagina, causing another one of her episodes.