Deep in a wild forest thick with oak trees, darkened by the starry, moonlit sky, a little specter floated amongst the foliage at the ground, hidden from mortal eyes. Not just any regular specter, but a pokémon specter, known as a misdreavus, known for the wavy lengths of hair atop their heads, wispy bodies resembling hung, fluttering cloth, crimson pearls around their neck, and a feminine gaze that did little to hide their impish ways. But this misdreavus, named Millie, differed from most of her ethereal kind. A typical misdreavus sought victims to startle and harass and fed upon the fear they instilled into the living. But Millie floated alone in the woods, painfully distant from her target, eyes sealed shut as she struggled to maintain a delicate and discreet link to another mind.

"Mmmm...Ooh! Paco, you animal!" The ghost said aloud in a hushed tone, as her pearls began to glow a deep red.

Millie savored the spice of the carnal more than the shock of fear. When she became a wandering spirit, the only one for miles around, she gleefully spied upon any denizens of the forest consummating their relationship. But she quickly learned that her enthusiasm gave away her ghostly presence, which frightened so many lovers (ruining the mood in the process) that she withdrew from any contact for several months, lest she witlessly suppress the very passion she craved with rumors of a lecherous poltergeist. She barely existed during that time as she flickered like a poorly aged film, her harbored lust the only thing that kept her from crossing over as she silently watched and learned about the forest's inhabitants. She learned how to make mental links, like the one she used now, as she bided her time for an opportunity.

And then came along Paco, a young lucario bursting into the scene, escaping the sexually oppressive culture of his pack. The lithe, blue canine of significant fighting prowess had come to the wilderness on his own two feet, more than willing to make a mate out of whoever would accept him, but not knowing where to start. Millie's soul had felt the rush of excitement upon sensing his arrival, as if she sprang back to life. Before long, the misdreavus made her presence known to the ambitious bachelor and offered a deal: she'd spill the beans on the females who'd be more than willing to keep his bed warm if, in turn, the lucario let her link to his mind to vicariously enjoy him putting on the moves. With some apprehension, he agreed.

That was just a few nights ago. Aside from a few bumps in the road Millie would rather forget, their cooperation proved a resounding success so far. Paco, by now, had gained the pleasant company of several beautiful girls, and on this night, in a nearby cave, he gave that pleasure back to them ten-fold. Millie wanted more than ever to be right there, just for once, soaking in the passion and the visual delights and feeling rejuvenation in the deepest part of her soul. Unfortunately, a psychic pokémon amongst the harem would've detected the little specter almost immediately and react with sure hostility.  So, to avoid ruining the night, Millie painfully kept her distance, but used her mental link on Paco to enjoy the sexual escapade in proxy.

"Oh, my...you got the gardevoir and leafeon licking you up goooood," she commented gleefully to Paco, projecting her words into his mind, "You oughta get the audino in on this!"

Erf...love to...she's still too shocked over all this, Paco projected back.

"What, really? Aww, even I didn't think she was that nervous," Millie responded with a frown, "Oh well, maybe next time."

Y-yeah...next time.

"Hmph! Don't tell me you're already going to blow. You've yet to put it in," Millie teased.

What did you expect? It's my first threesome! Ever!

"Oh, quit your whining, kid! There's plenty of you to go around," she assured, "Don't stop until you wear the both of them out!"

Oh, I'll do that...then I'll drop like a rock when I'm done.

"That's the spirit!"

Millie gleefully followed along as her soul fed upon the rising passion between Paco and his two lovers. As the heat rose, the fluids flowed, and the canine coupled, back-to-back, with the lusting leafeon and gardevoir, the pearls on the specter's neck glowed all the brighter as she tilted her head up towards the starry sky. She heaved, as if she was one of the females the lucario eagerly pleasured.

"So close...so close!" Mille moaned. She hadn't felt this alive in months, and yet the ghost merely teetered on the edge of ecstasy, unable to cross the threshold into the euphoria she dearly craved. And before she knew it...

Eeergh...I don't have the energy to lift a paw anymore.

Paco and his mates reached their limit and promptly crumbled into a tired heap on the grounds of the cave they resided in. Millie, far off in the distance, floated in the foliage, cruelly deprived of reaching her peak. At once she puffed her cheeks in understandable frustration.

"How can you be done already?!" the misdreavus exclaimed, "Don't you know how close I was to coming?"

Millie, we were at it for over an hour! Cut me some slack.

The lucario's words caused the misdreavus to pause for a moment. "Was it really that long?" she murmured.

No lie! I kept at it like you told me, and now everyone's too tired to go on. The girls and I are pretty satisfied, though.

"I'm not," Millie sighed, after a bit of silence.

Hey, hey! Don't be like that. All I gotta do is tell Rose and the others about you, so you can be with us next time, right? Paco suggested.

"We can't do that!" Millie said a bit forcefully, after hearing Paco mention the gardevoir's name, but then mellowed her tone as her mouth curled into a frown. "Besides, I don't think that's really the problem right now."

What do you mean?  Paco asked, perplexed.

"Never you mind, kid. It's not something you can do anything about, anyhow. Just tell me what you're planning on tomorrow before you nod off, okay?"

Um...okay then, Paco responded, after some pause, I'm gonna go food-gathering and ask Amber to come along. She might be more open to the idea of mating if it's just the two of us, away from the rest. And of course you can tag along.

"You're talking about the audino, right? That's a great idea! You're a fast learner, you know that?"

I have a good coach. Hehe.

Millie smiled quietly. "You have a good night, Paco. See you in the morning."

Yawn...you too.

The mental link between the ghost and the canine was peacefully severed. The misdreavus now floated in the woods all by her lonesome, without another pokémon around her in sight, living or dead. In her solitude her face slowly curled back into a frown as her mind began to dwell on the problem she preferred to keep to herself. But the further she dwelled upon it, the more she realized she was merely wasting time.

"What I got going on will have to do for now," she sighed. "This is still better than crossing over into who-knows-what."

Millie rose up towards the canopy of the woods, up to the highest branch thick enough to support her ethereal body. As she ceased her levitation to rest her head and back against the trunk and stare at the moon and the stars above, she shook her head in disbelief at the double-standard of her existence. With enough focus she could touch the ground and the trees and yet, no matter what she tried, she phased through the bodies of living pokémon like she was just part of the air around them. The only exception to his rule was the one pokémon who tried to wipe her off the face of the earth just the day before. He was a dark, fiery hellhound of a pokémon with a terrible, searing bite, who would've succeeded had Paco not been there to intervene.

"What was it he said? Ghosts shouldn't exist?" Millie talked to herself, remembering her attacker, "Sometimes it still feels like I don't. But Paco got you in the end, so you definitely don't exist anymore. Hah."

She sighed again as she closed her eyes to rest her soul. At her current height, she'd be awake at the crack of dawn, with plenty of time to spare to join Paco in the morning and see if he and Amber could seal the deal this time around. She'd just have to keep nudging the young lucario in the right direction, just as she has done when they first met.

"Oh, Paco," she whispered to herself, drifting off to sleep, "I'd give myself to you, if I could."