Mortuary Attendant!

A few days into my new job as a morgue attendant in the middle of the night. I worked as a cleaner, and when dead bodies arrived, I assisted in washing and packing them. I had just finished closing the last door. After placing a recently arrived dead body in the refrigerator, a female person emerged out of nowhere. She was naked and quite attractive.

She stood just in front of me. I looked at her twice. I was wondering about what to do because she was clearly a ghost. I stopped staring at her and her nakedness. I moved gently to the entry door. My plan was to run away. I was terrified, despite my feelings.

When I held the door handle to open, she grabbed me from behind. She drew me back toward her. I turned to look at her. I attempted to speak, but my voice did not work at all. I tried screaming. However, my voice was completely ineffective.

I glanced at her and felt as if my manhood was conveying a different narrative. I felt like banging her right immediately. She caressed and kissed me. I kissed and caressed her without thinking twice. I took off my clothing and placed her on top of the table. What I did with her was quite nice. I fucked her repeatedly and I treasured every minute I spent on top of her.

Two hours later, she vanished, leaving me naked and holding my manhood. That was after our final round with her. My strength was gone. I was quite weak and hungry. My waist was also dislocated. I struggled to walk straight.

But I was pleased and satisfied. I was cheerful even when I was alone. Instead of worrying about what other employees would say when they saw me walking with one leg and a broken waist, I washed myself up and walked outdoors to enjoy some fresh air. I took the food which I brought from home and started eating and drinking water. 

I was the happiest man ever. I wasn't even bothered about my dislocated waist. I am not sure what was happening to me. My colleague asked about what had happened and why I was having problems with walking.

I explained that I fell by mistake after pushing a dead body into the refrigerator. Everyone took the story as it was. They assumed I had fallen, which was why I was hard to walk.

After my night shift. I returned home with a smile. However, my wife noticed something weird when I changed my clothes. She observed that my dick was really very little. This was not its typical size. She asked me about it. I stated that I did not see or sense any change.

I slept all day, but I was unable to fuck my wife later since my waist no longer functioning properly. I wasn't feeling anything for her. All of my affections for my wife were gone. My manhood was no longer effective at home. I assumed that was happening because my waist was dislocated. So I did not worry about it.

I was scheduled to return to work. My wife prepared food for me to eat at work, as usual. I went back to work with a smile, thinking about what I had done with a ghost. I started working, doing my daily routine. But something unusual happened while I was working.

My waist and legs stopped hurting, and I no longer struggled to walk throughout the night. My female ghost appeared again. But she wasn't coming for sex. She instructed me to sit and have conversations with her. I did exactly as she asked. We sat for two hours, discussing things and playing. Then she disappeared again. I was the happiest man at work. 

When I needed sex, my beautiful ghost would appear and provide it to me. The most unpleasant aspect of my newly acquired relationship with a ghost was that I stopped sleeping with my wife entirely. My affections for her have died. My wife filed for divorce and left me. I'm a single man, but I'm in love with a ghost at work.