Dustin turned bright red; stepping closer, he raised his fist to strike and--you were gone. He stared at the place where you were. "Huh?" He looked around uncertainly before it dawned on him what had happened. Backing up, he raised his hands passively. "Ty...Ty, you can hear me, right? Can we... Can we call a truce?" He backed up against a wall.
Still standing where you transformed, you couldn't help but snicker at your brother's behavior. Floating closer, you wondered how you should mess with him. As the ideas began to gather, you went to the opposite side of the room.
Still speaking to you, Dustin began inching towards the open door. Drifting towards it, you slammed it shut before he could reach it. Jumping back, Dustin looked around in a panic. "Oh, c'mon, Ty! What did I do to deserve anything like this?!"
Shaking your head, you floated closer to him. "What haven't you done is the better question," you mutter, fully aware that he can't hear or see you anyway. Reaching an arm forward, you phase it into Dustin's bare chest.
"Agh!" Dustin grunts, flinching as he felt a sudden coldness seep into his body. "What are you doing?!" He attempts to pull away, sliding along the wall.
Following him, you sink your arm further in before you get another idea. You pull your arm out, much to Dustin's relief. He shivers and steps forward, nearly tripping on the frame of his bed. Crouching, you maneuver behind him and stick your arm up into his ass. Dustin cries out in shock and alarm and staggers forward. Keeping pace once more, you sink more of your arm in. Dustin arches his back before falling forward; rising slightly, he attempts to crawl away from the penetrating cold.
Still following him, you maneuver your arm so that you are just above him--as you sink it in, you push it up his chest and grope around. Dustin shakes uncontrollably as you feel around.
"Please, Ty! Stop!" Dustin slowly tries to pull away, to no effect. "It hurts--get out! Stop! NO!" At this last word, you push your second arm in and use both to slowly pull your body into his. Dustin collapses on the ground as you continue pushing in, thrashing and clawing at the floor as you fill him. Having gotten most of your torso in, you arch your back inside him, forcing him to match you. Continuing with that, you keep pulling until Dustin is forced into a standing position once more. Still trembling with occasional spasmatic twitching, Dustin jerks forward as you move around inside him.
Inside, you peer around. It is a little to dark to see, but also warm and a bit tight. You glance down and see another opening; reaching your arm through it, you briefly realize that it is Dustin's member, now fully hard as a result of your ghostly arm pressing through it. Outside, Dustin gasps in a mixture of agony and pleasure as his mast is brought to full height--his slit opens slightly as your ghostly hand pushes out. He reaches down in horror. "TY! That's enough! Get out of me--leave my body alone!" Terrified, he grips his shaft and tries to close the hole.
You chuckle at the thought of what you are doing to Dustin and continue exploring his body in this new way. Pulling you arm back in, you focus on pulling your feet in through Dustin's ass. As you slowly begin pulling them up, Dustin yelps and jumps forward as the chill creates a sliding sensation in his ass. He jumps around, knowing it's futile, but hoping to dislodge what he knows is a ghost entering him. Eventually, you pull the last of yourself into him.
Dustin stops as he feels all the cold inside of him. Shaking from both the freezing spirit and fear, he tentatively touches his belly, where he feels your concentrated form. "Ty...?"
As if on cue, you begin your hostile takeover of Dustin's lithe body. Dustin spins around and grabs his belly as you begin moving, belatedly realizing what is going on. "No, Ty--wait I--" You immediately jam your legs down into his, resulting in a wordless cry as he staggers forward. Having taken over his legs, you twist and shimmy your hips into his, an action that he mirrors outside. Having aligned your pelvis and ass with his, you curl inward slightly, stretching his belly outward. In a panic, Dustin releases his possessed and inflated belly as you begin traveling up his chest. Dustin screams as he feels you fill his throat and push into his head.
Dustin stumbles around around the room as the two of you fight for control. Spasming and swinging his arms, Dustin attempts to push you out. But as you merge into his arms, Dustin arches his back and gives into you. With a deep breath, he sags forward and you are in control. With a malicious grin splitting his face, you bring Dustin's hands up and begin caressing his body.
"Well, well... What should we do now?" he asks with a slightly hollow accent.