It started with a chill down her spine. At first, Leanna didn't even notice it. But when it didn't go away...
"Hey, stop it!" Leanna giggled. That made it go away... for a bit.
Leanna glanced at the time. 1:03. Three hours to go, still no customers or anything else to do. Did that ghost fancy another round?
Another chill went down her spine, this time much colder.
"Hey..." she wasn't playful this time. Again, the chill immediately abated, leaving only a tingling sensation.
The chair began to slide backwards, with Leanna's ass still on it. She somehow remained seated, both feet unmoving on the ground as she slid back.
"Heh, won't be so easy this time", she thought to herself with a grin.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her reflection in the mirror. Long, wavy brunette hair framed her face, and she wore minimalistic makeup. A very professional-looking - if she did say so herself - white button-up shirt was done up all the way to her neck.
"Maybe..." she thought, idly unbuttoning the top few buttons, "shall I make this more inviting?"
Then, she found herself staring right at her reflection. Wait... when did she get up? She turned back towards her seat, and felt a small twitch in her arm. The arm that was, without her bidding, still undoing buttons!
"Uh... what's going on?" Leanna asked out loud, concerned. She willed her hand to stop undoing buttons - her shirt was more than half undone, and her boobs were spilling out.
She turned back to the mirror, and saw that her pants were unbuttoned too! When did that happen? While Leanna was eager to have the ghost play around with her again, she was concerned that apparently she was the one undressing herself, not the ghost.
She caught a mischievous grin on her face. That definitely wasn't her doing!
"Uh... are you doing this?" Leanna asked, hint of fear in her voice.
Then, she approached the mirror, standing barely an inch away from the glass... and whispered "Yes..."
Thoroughly freaked out, she tried to run - but her legs wouldn't listen to her. She watched as her body smiled sweetly, then finished unbuttoning everything. Her shirt was thrown to the ground, and she stepped out of her pants.
Standing in front of the mirror, in only socks, bra and panties, she said "Don't worry Leanna, I'll cover your shift for you..."
Then she blacked out.
The ghost, now fully in control, grinned again.
"The night shift is just the best..." the possessed Leanna purred.
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