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Danny stood outside of the bathroom, waiting those precious few seconds it took his mother to get the shower ready and step inside. This was not the first time he had been here, but the first time he was actually going to go through with it. Every breath was laboured, and every second seemed to take an hour, but he heard it. Not the shower turning on, but the click of the door as she closed the shower. This was his chance. He silently summoned his ghost powers and went both invisible and intangible. He slipped through the door, and let out a heavy shock of breath.

What he saw before him was too beautiful for words. His mother wet her hair under the shower and then flicked it back. This caused her bountiful body to shake and shudder as her body glistened. The air was thick and warm, and he enjoyed every heady breath.

Until it all ended as she turned towards him. Time seemed to stand still, and he panicked, unsure of what to do. Her eyes stared right into where he was, even if they could not see him, and his fight or flight instincts kicked it. His only choices were to flee or attack, and he choose to attack. He dove into her, and as he opened his eyes she opened hers. He could feel the warmth of the shower as it cascaded over his breasts...

He shook his head as he looked down, the sudden realization that they were there for the taking. He reached his hands towards them and paused, unsure of why he hesitated. It somehow felt wrong to take that one last step. He was finally here, his beholdent breasts waiting for his taking. All of his life seemed to fall away at that moment. His crusade, his anger... his honour. He was breathing heavily as he looked at the breasts, his hands inches away. The breasts! He could see the breasts! He angled the shower away from the door, which he then opened. He stepped out and walked up to the mirror. He could see most of her body in it's reflection, and he was spellbound. As he stared, he found his hands moving towards her quim, but managed to stop himself. Everything he had ever wanted stood before him; everything he had ever wanted was within his graps, but he hesitated

"I've got to get out of here." he said out loud, and quickly left both her body and the bathroom. His invisible form left her body and flew through the nearest wall. Maddie woke from her daze, and found herself staring at herself in the mirror. At first she thought she looked different, her face flushed, her breathing heady. But, she was still herself. She looked like herself, she just liked looking at herself more than she used to. She seemed more beautiful, more enticing. She looked over her curves far more than she had ever before. She was enthralled with her own beauty, and for the first time she came to a disturbing conclusion, she was incredibly beautiful. Her mind was solely focused, first on her studies, then on her research, and then on her family. For whatever reason she thought of her son. She shook her head to dispel the thoughts and then looked back to the shower. For whatever reason, she could not even remember stepping out of it. As she tried to think back, her thoughts became clouded by her own eagerness, by her own excitation. She tried to think back to the times she had felt like this before, but her mind was as fogged as her breathing, as cloudy as the air that clung to every - single - part of her both beautiful and nude body.

She stepped into the shower, and found her hands all over herself. She enjoyed every inch of her supple and sumptuous form. The curve of her generous hips. Into her waist and upwards, her hands pausing just short of her breasts. She had never thought more of them than what size of bra to wear. All of a sudden, her mind started to drift into finer lingerie that she had always dismissed as vapid and vulgar before. Once again Danny's image appeared in her head, once again she shook it. This distracted her from her hands, which grasped her breasts. She let out a moan as her fingers delved into her pliable flesh. This caused her even more confusion, and when her thoughts returned to her, one of her hands had found her breast and another her quim. At first it was just gentle rubbing, and then groping, and then she found herself leaning against a wall as her fingers found themselves home.

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Danny was so nervous, so afraid that he had been caught he had to come back and listen. He stood outside the bathroom and heard his mother moan, louder and louder. Her tone, no longer matronly, but heady, hitherto unheard Ecstasy. Then the most shocking thing happened, she moaned his name as the most powerful orgasm she could remember shot through her.

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Danny laid on his bed in the darkness, completely unable to sleep, completely unable to think about anything but what he saw, what he felt, with that final moan and those final words boring into his soul. Every image, every touch felt as if it still occured. The warm, heady air and her warm, heady breath, and last but not least her warm and heady moans.

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Maddie woke up in the middle of the night. You know how dreams make perfect sense while you are having them, only to seem absurd the moment you wake? Well, hers was about her and Danny. Just a mother and child, warm and close... and naked. It felt beautiful, and loving, and she could not fathom why she awoke so horny. Her dream was not erotic, per se, but her feelings about it were unmistakable. She felt charged and ready to go, and could not understand why it was from a dream about Danny. Until her shower last night... earlier that night, she had never once thought about her precious child in this way. When she thought back to what happened, she could not remember. She turned the shower on, let it get warm, and stepped inside. Then she found herself staring into the mirror and thinking of Danny. It was as if a switch had been flipped inside her, a switch she did not know she had. A switch she wished she did not. What would Danny think of her if he knew she had these thoughts?

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Danny tossed the old t-shirt to the side, having exhausting himself in it's usage. He felt tired, but awake. Warm, but sticky. What he really needed was a shower. He was so embarassed about what had happened that he didn't want to look anyone in the face. Luckily, for him, he didn't have to. He didn't even have to get dressed. He just went ghost, invisible, and intangible, slipping out of the sheet on his bed. He passed through his door into the corridor, and eased his way down it. His head was in the clouds, his thoughts as insubstantial as his body. Before he knew it, his incorporeal form, and nebulous thoughts, found themselves in the bathroom. He reverted to his nude and weighty form. Visible, Human, and full of flesh he wished were not as energized as it was. The weight of the warm wet air clung to his sweaty form.

He stepped up to the shower and opened the door. He reached in and turned on the shower, waiting for it to warm up. He turned towards the mirror, and saw it fogged up. He wanted to try something, to hit the limit between tangible and intangible, and wiped the water off of the mirror without touching it. He flicked his hand, sending the water flying off to the side as he looked as his skinny body in the mirror. All this time, he had focused on becoming a better ghost that he never bothered to think about how his body looked, and he was still skinny. No wonder the only girls who were interested in him were interested in Danny Phantom, the dark and intangible hero, and not Daniel Fenton, the scrawny runt that his eyes focused on.. He couldn't really fault them. He turned back towards the shower and moved towards it.

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Maddie was snapped out of her revelry as she heard the shower being turned on. Who would be using the shower at this hour? She pulled back the bedding, and stepped out, her pyjamas both absent and cloying, as the weight of sweat and sins clung to her form. She slipped out of the bedding, and as the air hit her, her simple clothing felt heavy and constricting. She was too warm and breathing too heavily to be comfortable, her mind incapable of for a moment realising how rare this feeling was. She slipped out of her pajamas and put on her robe and slippers before walking out of the room. She walked down the corridors, and as she got closer she confirmed the shower was in fact on. She cursed herself, her unbidden thoughts condemning her to such a state she could forget to turn the shower off. With reckless fervour she opened the door, and the warm, wet air hit her. The air ran across her skin and into her nose, carrying an enticing smell she could not fathom. It pulled her into the room. Without thought, without wit or will, she closed the door. For the life of her she could not fathom why. Her head turned to the shower, and she saw Danny. His form as fogged as her head, but she delighted in his young and supple body. The masculine aroma filled her nostrils. She knew what it meant, but had neither the wit not will to resist the urgent need she felt. In her body, in her head, and in her quim. The delightful sight of her bare and beautiful boy brought back images from earlier in the night. Thoughts unbidden, and if she had the mind to do so, thoughts that would destroy the core of her very being, that of a mother. The feelings about her dream washed over head, like the warm and heady air begotten by the shower.

Before she realized what had happened, her hands had found their way inside her robe. Danny was feeling cleansed from his shower and opened his eyes, only to see Maddie's hand in the last places her wit would have them. They moved beneath her robe. While he could not see what they did, he found it even more alluring than the bare flesh he had seen before. She leaned forward, causing the neck of her robe to dip greatly. The robe clung to the hand at her bust, paradoxically concealing her form. Even worse, she leaned forward to allow her other hand greater access to her quim as her mouth and tongue grew slack in panting. Their eyes met with stern focus, as mother and son saw more of each other than they ever had, even if the thin glass that sepeated them was shrouded in mist.

The cleansing Danny had just achieved was gone in an instant. The sight of his nearly nude mother masturbating in front of him was enough to break through whatever willpower he had left. He stepped towards the shower door and phased through it. The moisture clung to the fogged glass. This caused Maddie to nearly freak out, but not enough to stop masturbating. "We - need to talk." she headily voiced. The moment he was through the glass, the blue glimmer of his body left, leaving behind his beautiful nude form. Even more startling was that which strode before him, rocking from side to side with every slow and heady pace.

She found herself on her knees, though not because she wanted to be there, at least not consciously, as her conscious mind had long since abandoned her. She was on the ground because she had trouble standing. She was learning foward because her fingers had found their way further into her quim. If she had any rational thoughts in her head she would realize this would put her mouth exactly where it was, at a level no mother should even dream of. She saw something before her, proud and erect, with a scent more enthralling than she had smelt before. Until this moment, she thought the passion people put into their scents, especially the archetypical WASPy wife, in her pursuit of 'essential' oils, to nothing more than the folly oh-so common with Humanity.

She found herself lost in it, in the sight, in the scent, in the warmth as the heady air flowed and ebbed between them. Never had anything in her life felt this intense before. No thought, no feeling, no sense. No sight, no sound, no touch, nor taste. Never having felt this drawn to anything other than her life's passion. She found Danny's hands on her head, pulling her onto him. At first he just held her there at the entrance, and she lavished his head with kisses. Neither had felt anything quite so intense. He seemed content to just stay at this shallow depth for a few moments before gently pulling deeper. She didn't just let him, she adored him for doing so, eagerly delving as deeply as he willed. As if her will had become one with the warm and heady air around her. He let out groans of infinite joy, and she had never heard sounds so sweet.. She gently pulled away. He didn't want to let her go, but eventually lightened. She pulled back just enough to pull in again, and slowly his hands started to mimic this rhythm. Both mother and child were so enthralled, so overjoyed, to do anything else.

Maddie's robe had nearly fallen away, the only thing it covered was the belt that held in in place, and this too was loosening with every single ebb and flow, every time he delved into her wonderous warmth. He was young and eager. She was just as eager, but was old enough that her wisdom should have been setting off alarms, long before they approached the final crescendo. She felt his movements become more certain and forceful, and she knew what it meant. She readied herself to accept his gift, his joy, his mark and scent, and smiled brightly as it filled her mouth before she swallowed. Her own climax was but moments away, the only thing holding it off was her own need to breathe. She let it fill her mouth, and swallowed, again and again. Once the powerful eruption had happened, and the following, much weaker ones. Once she had sucked the remainder from his cock her body fell over as her orgasm overtook her. They were both in a blissful plane far removed form this one, but their eyes flew open as the door did.

There stood Jazz, in horrendous shock as the discordant visions passed through her head. What she was seeing was impossble, improbable. Her rational mind quickly gave way to the one that beloved her brother. She should be happy for him, despite the circumstances she saw before her. Her eyes were barely able to notice movement, less ones than were out of the realm of that visible to Humans. An invisible and intangible form flew into her.

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"Well, now we're screwed." Jasmine said, as she looked down at her mother on the floor. The robe was so discheveled that she could not in anyway be classified as dressed. The only semblance of protection it offered was the belt that loosened by the moment. Her body was still quivering, her mind still fogged, unable to process what they had done. The only thing she could do was bask in their pleasure. Jasmine, eyes alight with a ghostly hue found the strength to walk towards the door. Her stride was not that of a teenage girl, but of her younger brother. The discordance nearly caused her to stumble. He recovered and then slowly moved with small, even paces towards the door. She closed the door and found the wherewithal to lock it. "So screwed." Danny's voice eminating from her mouth.

His mother slowly rolled onto her back, feet planted, knees braced. She breathed in deeply a few times before saying anything, "So, I suppose we need to have a talk."

"That's putting it mildly." Danny stated.

"So?" she tried to calmly ask, rolling onto her side, to sit up if she could find the will and energy to do so, "I want you to tell me exactly what's going on?"

"Oh?" Jasmine asked, "It's simple. When you had me fix the Fenton Portal, it turned on." Maddie quickly sat up on her elbows, glaring at her and him with great shame and concern. "I'm alright, I'm alright. I just got turned into a half-ghost."

"How is that even possible?" Maddie's great voice lightly bellowed, "And how could you be fine if you are half-ghost?"

"I really don't know." Danny stated. "For whatever reason, your theories are all mostly correct, but always fail to take something crucial into account."

"And that is?" Maddie tried to calmly ask. Her mathematical mind had returned to her. Her matronly one still too lost and confused. Her body barely having the strength to hold herself up to the most modest degree as her breasts pressed into the floor.

"I honestly don't know." Danny slowly stated, with forced evenness and quietude, "The Ghost Zone is so complex, it's..."

"It's real?" Maddie nervously, eagerly asked. She found the energy to push herself upright to all fours, and looked like a child finding a solution to a mathematical puzzle she had ruminated over for far too long.

"Oh, yeah, it is." Jasmine stated, "And the Fenton Thermos is the most useful thing you've ever invented, not that your other inventions don't work."

"They work?!" Maddie cried, and then realized that shouting right now was probably not the right answer.

"Sometimes too well..." Jasmine voiced, "I was always afraid of what would happen if you guys found me."

Maddie just stared at him, unsure of what to say. She then breathed in deeply. "This is a lot to take in, but you are still our son. Your safety is the most important thing. I still cannot believe what the Fenton Portal did to you. We always thought it wasn't working."

"Oh?" Jasmine asked, "Well, yeah, it definitely works. I use it all the time to go between the worlds."

"So, this Ghost Zone is another world?" Maddie asked.

"Parallel to ours." Jasmine replied. Nonchalantly, as focusing on the story was the only thing that brought any semblance of reality to the situation. "Portals appear from time to time, but time doesn't work the same way in the Ghost Zone as it does here. It's hard to explain."

"It sounds like the equation of time just works differently." Maddie stated, and then breathed in deeply. "You're sure you're alright?"

"Oh, yeah, don't worry about me." he nervously said to her.

"Then do you want to tell me what you're doing to your sister?" Maddie asked.

"Oh?" Jasmine replied, "Overshadowing."

"Is that how you made me?.." Maddie asked.

"I didn't make you do anything." Jasmine replied, "That's not how overshadowing works. I'm not possessing you, just... borrowing you. For the most part, people just seem to forget about the missing time."

"Then how did?.." Maddie asked.

"Alright, I have a confession to make." Jasmine stated, as her glowing green eyes looked at herself in the mirror. "I was here... to watch you..."

"To watch me?" Maddie asked.

"In... the shower..." Jasmine voiced, and dropped her head.

"Why did you take?.." Maddie asked, and then looked down. She realized how her robe was not covering anything, unsure if she should rectify it, or simply abandon it altogether.

Jasmine turned towards her, "I was afraid you were going to discover me."

"But, you're a ghost?" Maddie asked.

"Yeah..." Jasmine voiced, "It's amazing how perceptive you and dad can be. There's been so many times when you guys almost caught me."

"Staring at me in the shower?" Maddie asked.

"Going ghost." Jasmine replied, "Last night... or whatever it was... was the first time I actually had the courage to step in here."

"You make it sound like you've been wanting to do this for a while?" Maddie asked.

"Do you not have any idea how gorgeous you are?" Jasmine asked, "How loving and powerful you are?"

Maddie sat up to a kneeling, pulling her lower robe about it. Her breasts still proudly on display, but this small action was the most her muddled mind could muster. "I honestly don't know what to think." she voiced. "And how long do you plan to possess your sister."

"It's not possession." Jasmine replied, "And until I figure out what to do with her."

"It's not every day you find out your brother is a ghost." Maddie replied.

"Oh, not that." Jasmine replied, "She's known for a while."

"And she didn't tell us?" Maddie asked. The harsh edge the product of her mind reducing the admonishment she desparately wanted to level upon him. The hypocrisy of the situation made any more seem a little silly.

"She felt that would break my trust, and make it impossible for me to trust her." Jasmine replied.

"That does sound like your sister." Maddie replied, "She does plan on becoming a psychiatrist. So, what do we do now?"

"Well, Jazz just saw us... you know... after... what we did..." Jasmine replied.

"So?" Maddie asked, and slowly pulled herself up off the ground. Once again her hands held the lower part of her robe tight and neat as her breasts jiggled freely. She noticed their sway matched in her son's eyes. Despite everything else, she immediately believed how much he so adored her form. "If you didn't possess me, but your adolescent sex drive did, what's it going to do to Jazz?"

Jasmine's glowing green eyes grew wide and she turned to stare at herself in the mirror. "I really don't... But, the longer we're here, the worse it's going to get."

"You need to have more faith in your sister." Maddie stated, "And me. You're my son and I love you."

Jasmine looked back at her, trying with all of her might to focus on the eyes, when it was the breasts that ultimately commanded her misbegotten attention, "You're not going to get mad at me?.."

"It's not like you wanted this to happen." Maddie voiced, "Or you didn't mean for it to happen, but if your sister is half as responsible as you think she is, then she will listen to you."

Jasmine took another deep breath, and Danny stepped out of her, nervously looking away. Jazz looked around the room, trying to figure out what had happened.

"There is a reasonable explanation for this." Maddie asserted. Without a hint of doubt, as her mind had connected the causality so fully. Jazz turned to look at her curiously, eyes looking into hers before delving down. Jasmine's gaze then slowly turned towards Danny's nude form. She wasn't sure if it was the moist air, but his skin seem to glow in ways she had never seen before. Danny nervously looked over his shoulder, expecting her to explode.

"While I'm not sure what the reasonable explanation could be, I'm willing to listen." Jazz uttered, with the forced evenness of an aspirant psychologist, "You've earned that much."

Danny then turned around and looked her in the eyes, "Okay, so, this started with me peeking on mom in the shower." Jazz looked at Maddie first before looking back at Danny. "I was expecting you to flip out, and shout about how it's sick and wrong, and how you could never love me again..."

"I will always love you." Jazz said to him, "You are family. You've put so much trust in me, that I could never betray it. Honestly, this is kind of a relief."

"Relief?" Danny's broken voice uttered..

"Mom knows." Jazz stated, and then stepped towards him, craddling his face, "Something you've been so worried about for so long is finally resolved, and we can be a family."

"And the sick and wrong?" Danny asked.

Jazz breathed in deeply, momentarily closing her eyes. As she said, he put his trust in her, and she could not be judgemental here. "It is." she voiced, and it looked like Danny's heart was going to break, "But that doesn't make it any less natural. You cannot be faulted for being attracted to someone."

"Even if I'm peeping on my mother?" Danny asked.

"You're being attacted to an absolutely gorgeous woman is perfectly normal." Jazz uttered, trying to hide how much she personally agreed with that assessment.

"And the peeping?" Danny nervously asked.

Jazz then looked at her mother before looking back at him, "That is definitely a betrayal of trust." she said, and Danny shamefully dropped his head, "But she's the one who has to make that decision. As her daughter, I have to support her decision."

"Thank you." Maddie said, as any mother supporting her daughter would, and Jazz turned towards her.

"And, the reasonable explanation?" Jazz asked, "I'm assuming you caught him, and he overshadowed you?"

"Yes?" Maddie asked.

Jazz looked over to Danny, giving him a judgemental glare, "And that's when you made her?"

"I didn't do anything, I swear!" Danny exclaimed, "Okay, I'll admit I was tempted." he reached, and pantomimed reaching for his breasts, and paused briefly, "But, I went intangible and invisble, and flew back to my room."

"Then how did you end up here?" Jazz asked.

"Okay." Danny replied, "I was so afraid of being caught, of my mother hating me, that I came back around and..."

"And?" Maddie asked.

"I heard her... you know... when she finished..."

"Oh, my." Jazz said with shock.

"Oh, no." Maddie said, her clinical nature suppressing her distressed one.

"She called my name." Danny replied.

"This is all my fault." Maddie added. She was the adult. And, in truth, she did do exactly what she was accused of doing.

Jazz looked at her, "I'm sure at least some of it is Danny's."

"I'm the adult." Maddie replied, "If it wasn't my fault..."

"Even adults make mistakes." Jazz clinically, lovingly replied. "Why don't you tell me what happened?"

"I heard the shower on." Maddie stated, "I came to check on it, and..."

"I forgot to lock the door." Danny replied.

"When I saw him, it all came back to me." Maddie stated. The thoughts and sensations rushed back to her, so much that her gaze grew blank.

"What did?" Jazz asked, trying her best to maintain clinical detachment.

"The thoughts, the dreams." Maddie replied.

"What can you tell me about these dreams?" Jazz asked.

"Vivid, beautiful." Maddie replied, "With... Danny..."

"I couldn't sleep at all." Danny stated, "I felt I needed a shower."

"Why did you need a shower?" Maddie asked, "It was hard enough to get you to shower every day."

"Mother," Jazz stated, with forced evenness, and forced formality as she looked her mother in the eyes, "He might be a teenage boy, but he has long since passed the smelly, unwashed phase."

"Thank you." Danny said to her.

"He's now in the always horny and masturbating phase." Jazz neutrally added, and Danny could only glare at her. "They almost always become cleaner, not out of any personal desire for cleanliness, but to hide the evidence." Danny tried to say something, but could not think of a single thing he could say to refute it. "His horniness literally rubbed off on you, what do you think he did?" she asked her mother.

"Well, thinking about it, the obvious answer is masturbate." Maddie flatly replied. Her scientific persona the only one with any semblance of reason at the moment, "I thought it was just me, so..."

"Well, it's not just you." Jazz stated, "You are both sexual beings. And nothing you do can change what happened. What you have to do is instead accept what you did, and decide what you want to do now?"

"What we want to do?" Maddie asked. Her panicked emotions trying to overpower her clinical detachment..

"If we're still being honest, I'm still really horny." Danny uttered. Did he think this would improve the situation? No. No he did not. Did he think? He tried to.

"Mother is quite beautiful." Jazz replied, and Maddie blushed, her bust swaying deliciously as she turned to look away.

"Not just her." Danny stated.

"That is highly inappropriate." Jazz neutrally said to him.

"You wanted him to be honest." Maddie neutrally added, her face and cleavage still flushed.

"I did." Jazz replied, her rationality forcing her turbulent emotions to a dull simmer as she tried to rationally analyse the situation. If it was fine to be attracted to his mother, then by all logic, it would be equally understandable to be attracted to... A confused Jasmine looked at the mirror, and the thought seemed impossible. But, through careful analysis, her mother was as attractive as any woman could be. She, herself was young, fit, flawless complexion, and... rationally, she was hot as well. This caused her face to flush as she felt the unbidden feelings overwhelming her. Danny's interest in her seemed to prove this, so long as he was not lying. And considering this was her brother, that she had placed so much faith in, faith that had never been abused, she had to believe he was not lying.

"Maybe you need to be honest, too?" Maddie asked.

"I don't know what you mean." Jazz tried to deflect.

"You're doing a good job of hiding it, but you're feeling it too, aren't you?"

"Feeling what?" Jazz asked.

"The same thing that I felt." Maddie replied, and Danny just looked on with shock. Jasmine wanted to be shocked, but the very premise she had so easily accepted now afflicted her. Her brother's teenage horniness had afflicted their mother, and she, as her daughter, could only be more vulnable.

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"You can't possibly mean..." Jasmine voiced.

"You are so eager to be a woman that you are forgetting what it means." her mother's voice washed over her. Danny simply stood in silence, both unable to accept what was happening, and unable to convince himself it was not real

"Having sex with Danny?!" Jazz exclaimed.

"Feeling." Maddie voiced, "Passion, intuition. You can't become a woman by shutting it off."

"But adults make rational choices." Jazz asserted. That was how both she and her mother had to operate, was it not? They were both versed in both rationality and the sciences..

"But that's not all adulthood is." Maddie stated, and Jazz's eyes grew wide, confused, as if everything she had thought came into question. "If that's all it is, then I wouldn't have you two."

"You can't be suggesting I?'.." Jazz asked. Her eyes turned to Danny. In the fleeting moment her eyes fell on his body, she felt things more intensely than she ever had before. The discordance in her mind quickly forced her to look away.

"If it's not wrong for Danny to look at me?," Maddie asked, "Why is it wrong for you to look at him?"

Jazz's eyes were unfocused for a moment, before witlessly turning to her brother. She wanted to refute such and audacious statement. As her eyes focused on her nude and beautiful brother, her rational mind forced her gaze to linger. The feelings she felt throughout her body, throughout he heart, and skin, and breasts, and quim were inescapable. She shook her head and turned to her mother, whom was trying to stand properly, her breasts still free of any confines, her body still glistening and ruddy. "Because you don't have a problem with him looking at you."

"Look at your brother." Maddie stated, and Jazz quickly eagerly, and unwittingly complied. "Lower." Maddie added, and Jazz became enraptured by Danny's throbbing member, as the spectre of his manhood was etched into her core. "I'd say he doeasn't have a problem with it, do you, Danny?"

"I don't know if it's just my general horniess," Danny managed to voice, "but I love you, Jazz."

"As does his phallus, apparently." Maddie uttered, a voice torn between academic rigour and utter glee. "That powerful feeling you feel between your legs, that you feel deep down in your soul, is an important part of being a woman. Maybe the most important part of being a woman." Maddie added.

"Most?.." Jazz distantly asked as she stared at his thobbing erection.

"At least the part that separates me from just being a scientist." Maddie added, and Jazz contined to just stare. She felt her mother's arm wrap around her waist. She felt her mother's nude, great and womanly breasts try to encircle her "But..." Maddie headily whispered into her ear, "I'm not going to let you be a little cock tease."

"Mother." Jazz admonished.

"It's not fair to your brother." Maddie stated. This was something she had decided long ago. So long that no part of her body could deny it. It was as wrong for a woman to lead a man on, as it was for him to shower her with false promises to seduce her.

"But..." Jazz uttered, gasped, her rational mind unable to form a salient point. This left her irrational, childlike, womanly, wanton one to hold sway in it's stead.

"Just let your love and passion guide you." Maddie whispered. "Let me help you." she said, as she slipped her hand up into the top of Jazz's pyjamas.

Jazz tried to step towards Danny, when she found both of her mother's hands on the lowest button on her pajama top. "Of course." she stated, it should have been so obvious. It would have been if she had listened to her body, to her love, her joy, her passion, even her heart and loins. She stopped to allow her mother to unbutton every button, from the bottom to the top, her body so away of every warm movement. She had never felt anything like it as the pyjama top was pulled from her body, as if every nerve ending on her skin were a thousand times more powerful. She tried to step forward, but paused when she found her mother's hands on the back of her brassiere. "Of course." she repeated. Maddie undid the clasp her her bra, when she took a step towards Danny, "Did you want to do the honours?"

She found Maddie kissing her on the side of the head, "He's a little too taken by his own passions." Maddie whispered into her daughter's ear. Jazz allowed her mother to slip off her bra as her own hands found their way to the waistband of her pyjama pants. She paused there, as once she passed this threshold, she knew she could never return. Once the bra was slipped over her hands, she dug her thumbs in under the waist of her panties, and pulled both down. Both brother and sister were too enraptured to do anything but stare as their mother looked on longingly. Maddie's left hand gently grabbed Jazz's butt and gently pushed her towards her brother. Just before she let Jazz go, she let her finger gently brush across her daughter's slit. Maddie smiled giddily as she found it moist. The two siblings embraced as they started kissing passionately. Maddie wasn't sure what to do until she found herself playing with her own quim. After her lecture about womanhood, she could hardly argue with this now.

Danny's hands had found their way to his sister's as his head lowered to lavish her tits. First a kiss, and then a second, tentative and testing. Maddie started squeezing her own as she remembered how it felt, not letting up on her slit nor clit. Danny's kisses had increased with passion and frequency, and Maddie vicariously felt every one. Before any of them had realized, Danny had found himself on his knees, kisssing Jazz's thighs, ever closer to her own quim. She started stroking his hair as his lips had found their way home. She let out an ecstatic moan, and then paused, until she realized the other moans echoing about were from he mother. She opened her mouth to speak, but, "Oh, Danny." was the only thing to come out. Her head seemed excised of any rational thoughts.

"Danny, help her down." Maddie voiced, and Danny was only too eager to comply. He helped Jazz onto her back, and Jazz simply writhed with extacy until she found her mother's quim above her face. Maddie had kneeled, straddling Jazz's face. Jazz tried to think about what to do, but her rational mind was not with her. She instead found her irrational one staring into the quim above her. She instinctively found herself licking her mother, whom writhed on her face. Jazz had always looked at lesbianism with clinical detachment, neither able to fathom nor condemn it. But here she found her passions eagerly and enthusiastically carrying her away. She found herself writhing in ecstacy, the only things keeping her moans from echoing like her mother's was the fact it was so quickly silenced.

Maddie was the first one to explode, which Jazz eagerly lapped up. Jazz was next, with Danny eagerly doing the same.

Maddie's body nearly went limp, slowly falling to the ground. Mother and daughter instinctively wrapped their arms about each other's waist. Mother and daughter found themselves in a warm, tender, contented embrace as Jazz felt her legs being spread. She felt something long and hard rubbing her lips as she felt Danny close her thighs around his cock. It did not take more than a handful of thrusts before Danny erupted on her stomach and then quim. She ran her fingers through it and eagerly licked it clean. "Good girl." her mother said to her before her matronly lips once again found themselves about her son's source of joy. Jazz found herself lying on her back, unable to open her eyes as her mother fellated her son. Unlike before, this was gentle and loving. When her mother spoke, it seemed like words from the heavens, "Danny, why don't have you have your sister help clean you off?"

Jasmine found the softening member pressed up against her lips. Her mouth was now the one that felt his warmth inside her, as she softly, lovingly licked it clean. Before she could react, she found soft and sensuous lips between her thighs, and felt back as her mother licked up the spoils as if they were syrup. A few moments later the soft cock slipped from her lips and she felt Danny's warmth as he layed down on the ground beside her.

They both somehow felt their mother looking down on them, barely opening their eyes to look at her, "Your father has a meeting with the city council tomorrow. I can call your school and tell them that you are helping me with an important experiment."

"We'll be experimenting with something." Danny smuggled stated.

"We need to talk." Maddie said with finality.

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Maddie brought a tray of milk and cookies and put it on the coffee table.

"I'm curious?" Danny asked, "You saying you have an experiment was enough to let us stay home from school?"

Maddie sighed and breathed in deep. "They just can't see how important our work with ghosts are. We build technology that they cannot comprehend. But, to answer your question, schools do not control you. Schools work for us. It's relatively easy for a parent to get a child excused from school, as long as it is not done too frequently."

"Because it involves ghosts?" Danny asked.

Jazz grabbed a couple of cookies and put it on her plate, "Their theoretical work is highly valued. It's the more practical work they disapprove of."

"I finally have a way to prove ghosts exist, and the only way to do it is with my son." Maddie said with a sigh, "Who I'm fucking. I'm so sorry, sweetie, about what the portal did to you."

"While Danny might have a lot of issues, I can assure you that he doesn't blame either of you." Jazz stated.

"Without that, I wouldn't be the man-ghost I am today." Danny tried to assert, but his teenage uncertainty overcame him. What he meant to be humorous simply came off as sad.

"We were the ones, who..." Maddie tried to say.

"Danny." Jazz admonished, "You... we... need to be honest, here."

Danny breathed in deeply and turned towards his mother, "It... it was my fault."

"We were the ones who..." Maddie tried to object.

"NO, YOU WEREN'T!" he shouted. "You made it very clear how dangerous the portal was, how important the work was..."

"Then?.." Maddie nervously asked.

"Then?" Danny asked, and then looked down.

"Look up at me." Maddie said to him, and he slowly did, "You need to have some pride in yourself. If you don't have pride in your work, then what are you doing?"

"It's hard to show pride in your work..." Danny tried to say.

"You don't think we noticed?" Maddie asked him, and he fell quiet, "How one of the ghosts was not like the others; how one ghost was always one step ahead of us, saving the world we didn't even know needed saving?"

Danny just looked at her for a moment, his mind unable to comprehend what was being said, "Okay, if you didn't know it needed..."

"We are researchers, afterall." Maddie reported. "If we see data that does not match our theories, there is only two things we can do, and both of which we must."

"Huh?" Danny asked.

"Test the veracity of the data." Jazz stated, "And reevaluate the hypothesis."

"I don't know what I'm more mad about." Maddie said to him, and he looked at her nervously. "That you overshadowed me, or that you accomplished more your father and I ever did, and you tried to hide it from me."

"Huh?" Danny asked.

"Oh, don't huh me young man." Maddie said to him. "While I'm strangely content about my feelings, I'm not so happy that you had to... whatever you did to me."

"Overshadow." Danny replied.

"The fact that my son took my work and took it far father than I could ever dream, WHILE HIDING IT FROM ME?!"

"She is a researcher." Jazz neutrally said to him, taking a bite from one of her cookies.

"Like I said," Maddie admonished, "If you don't have pride in your work, then what are you doing? You treated my research like a part time job." She paused and breathed in deeply, "And still somehow managed to beat me at it."

"You are a researcher." he replied, and Maddie took in a great shock of breath.

"Your father was always the better researcher. I was basically his assistant. And now I don't even have that any more. What's left for me, being your whore?"

Danny just looked at her, afraid to even blink. His instincts were telling him to go invisible, go intangible, and just run away. It took all of his self control simply to sit there, his lack of thoughts plainly visible on his face.

"Answer me." Maddie said to him.

"That's hardly fair, mom." Jazz said to her, and she looked at her daughter curiously, "Is there any way that he could give an answer to that question that would make you happy?"

Maddie stared at her daughter, as the tremendous guilt welled up inside her. She nearly started tearing up and had to look away.

Danny stood up and walked towards his mother. He wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, "I might be a little embarassed by you in public, but you're still my mother, and I still love you."

Maddie placed her hands on top of his, "And of course, I love you."

"Then turn around and let me hug you." Danny said, and she did just that. He then gave her the firmest hug he had ever given and kissed her on the cheek. After a lingering warmth, the two stepped apart and looked into each other's eyes.

"You're on the verge of a breakthrough." Jazz said from the side. Both her mother and brother looked at her for a moment before looking back at each other.

"I don't know if I should say..." Danny nervously voiced, and turned to look away.

"And that was my fault." Maddie replied, causing her son's head to snap back towards her out of shear confusion. "I need to have my own confession. I loved everything we did last night."

"Your moans did kind of say that." Danny stated.

"That doesn't make it any less important for her to say." Jazz neutrally interjected.

"I know." Danny lovingly said to Maddie.

"I know." Maddie lovingly replied. "And that's what we need to talk about. And how to integrate this into our research."

"For the sake of clarity, mom, you should probably tell us succinctly." Jazz said to her, and Maddie breathed in deeply.

"So, you didn't mind control me?" Maddie asked, "You didn't brainwash me, you just what, pushed my soul aside and used my body like a puppet?"

"Um?.." Danny nervously asked.

"She was honest with you." Jazz stated.

"She was." Danny replied, and breathed in deep. His eyes refocused, and he looked his mother deep in hers. "And... yes." Danny replied, "That is basically how it works. At most, it usually leaves people a little confused."

"And do you plan to do this with other girls?" Maddie asked, and he just looked at her with mouth agape.

"She is jealous." Jazz said to him, "But she is also asking a legitimate question."

"Is she being serious?" Danny asked.

"Also a serious question." Jazz replied, "All of this honesty is wonderful for our relationship."

Maddie breathed in deeply, "Yes, it is, and yes, it is."

"If you are asking this seriously?" Danny asked, and paused, and the honest look his mother gave him spoke volumes. "Then I didn't even plan this. Okay, yes, I've thought about this, a lot, but I was never going to go through with actually brainwashing people. Have I wanted to peep?" Danny asked, and paused to take a deep breath. "Of course I have." He paused again. "Have I?" he asked, "Also yes. Have I ever used overshadowing to brainwash people?.."

"But it's not." Maddie stated.

"After what we did, it's kind of hard to say I didn't cause it." Danny stated.

"You did cause it." Maddie replied, "Like a butterfly who unknowingly starts a whirlwind. The only thing you did that was morally suspect was peep on me, and I forgive you for it." To the side, Jazz beamed at the honesty and trust they were showing. "And since we just established that this is not mind control, what are you going to do with this knowledge. Are you planning to use it?"

"To be honest, right now, my blood's not really in my head." Danny replied.

"Ah?" Maddie asked.

"Ah?" Danny nervously replied.

"You don't plan on using it, but you are definitely going to." Maddie said, with a slight edge, but also a slight indifference. "I honestly don't know what to say to that." Maddie replied.

"And, mom?" Jazz asked, causing the two to look at her, "Did you want exclusivity?"

"I honestly don't know what I want." Maddie replied.

"I do." Danny affirmed.

Maddie stared into his eyes for nearly a minute. She clutched her chest, and her heart felt warmer than it ever had. The woman inside her felt more certain of this than it ever had before. The mother was perturbed, and the researcher did not konw what to do, other than observe. "I'm surprisingly happy with this." Maddie replied. "But that does leave one question. Well, a few questions, but we'll stick with one."

"Which is?" Jazz asked.

"What to do about your father?" Maddie asked, and Danny took a few steps towards his mother, deeply staring into her eyes, as if he could see into her soul. She briefly pondered if he could. She had so many question to ask him, but at the moment, her womanly and motherly natures had to take precedence.

"You're mine." Danny replied.

"Then I'm yours." Maddie said, and the two simply stared at each for a few minutes.

"The other questions?" Danny asked.

"What other girls are you going to bring into this relationship?"

"What?" Danny asked, "I mean, I guess that is kind of fair."

"She certainly has a right to know." Jazz said to Danny, and then turned to her mother, "But he is uncertain."

"We - do." Maddie said to her, and Jazz blushed and looked around, "I know how much you care about your brother, how you always dote on him, try to do what's best for him. You're as much a part of this as I am. And I'm so proud of you."

"She's actually... kind of... known... for a while..." Danny nervously uttered, eyes flittering about.

"Danny!" Maddie admonished.

"Because I was not judgemental, mother!" Jazz asserted.

A pregnant pause followed as Maddie breathed in deeply, "How could I be judgemental if I did not know what was happening?"

"Uh?.." Danny nervously asked.

"How many times have you talked about dissecting ghosts, mother?" Jazz asked with scorn.

Maddie's face looked distant as she thought about how to justify what she had said. The thoughts churned in her head, but knowing what she knew now, there was no way her son could possibly trust her. Until last night, of course. "I... apologize - for what your father and I did to you."

"Not exactly to me..." Danny voiced.

"We made it impossible for you to trust us." Maddie added. "While we did not know what we were doing, that is justifiable as scientists, not parents." Maddie stated, trying to hide her deep shame and worry.

"We're closer than we've been since we were kids!" Jazz exclaimed.

"At what cost?" Maddie muttered.

"MOTHER!" Jazz admonished.

"There was a cost..." Maddie tried to justify.

"A cost you have admitted to fully accepting." Jazz stated.

"I," Maddie emphasized, "have accepted it, but that does not mean most people would, nor should they be expected to."

"So?" Jazz asked, "We keep it a secret."

"I thought secrets were bad?" Danny nervously asked.

"Between family." Maddie stated. "There are a great many things the outside world does not need to know about you."

"Like fucking your son." Danny joked.

"Like what era of model trains you prefer." Maddie admonished. "The vast majority of what you do will serve nothing outside of your family for knowing. Worse, they will judge, condemn, and try to control you. You are a Fenton, and if there is one thing we do, it's think for ourselves."

"SO - MUCH - PROGRESS!" Jazz exclaimed.

Maddie breathed in deep, "You are the parapsychologist, so perhaps you can tell me, what sort of effect does a teenage male's labido have when overshadowed onto an adult woman's psyche?"

"Without any puns, we will have to experiment." Jazz neutrally said. She managed to hold it for a mere moment before it broke and she laughed, "Okay, that is actually quite funny."

Maddie breathed in deep and nodded her head.

"How are you going to deal with dad?.." Danny squeaked, and Maddie glared at him.

"In any other situation that would be extremely inappropriate." Maddie uttered.

"Luckily the entire situation is extremely inappropriate." Jazz said with a smile, trying her best to not snicker.

"Very well," Maddie said, and then looked at Danny, "if you must know, I am usually..." she said, and drifted off into thought, "I am ALWAYS the one that initiates it. It's not that he does not have a labido, just that he forgets where he puts it. I could probably mitigate most of it by getting him a subscription to Playboy." As Maddie said this, Danny's eyes grew wide, "Yes, having your own mind controlled."

"Overshadowed." Jazz corrected.

"Overshadowed harem is not enough for you?" Maddie asked, and Danny looked completely confused, "Or did you forget I asked who else you intended to include in it?"

Danny spent the next few moments trying to not hyperventilate. "If you want exclusivity, then it the least you could clarify." Jazz said to him.

Danny nervously looked at Maddie before focusing deep into her eyes."If you... want a quick list... off of my head?.." Danny nervously asked.

"Which is the most we could ask for." Jazz said to her mother.

"Paulina and Star." Danny squeaked, his voice breaking.

Maddie nodded with recognition. Both lovely girls. Both obvious choices for teenage infatuation. "Exactly how do they fit into this?"

"Paulina loves his alter-ego." Jazz stated, "And Star is always in her orbit."

"Just as long as they don't pull anything else into it." Maddie stated.

"Pull anything?.." Danny asked, and trailed off for a moment until it hit him, "Oh, yeah, of course. I'll make sure they join us completely."

"Paulina does not have any real boyfriends." Jazz stated, "She honestly thinks that none of the boys are worthy of her."

"That's not an attitude that will get you anywhere." Maddie judgementally interjected.

"Except for the Ghost Boy." Jazz stated, "Did you hear what she calls him?"

"Oh no?" Danny asked, and nervously turned away.

"Inviso-bill." Jazz said with a bright smile.

"Well." Maddie stated, and the two looked at her, "Now she's going to find out how wonderful he really is. Anyone else, maybe Sam?"

"Sam is... I don't know..." Danny stated.

"He has closer relationships with some of the ghosts." Jazz stated.

"He does?!" Maddie asked.

"A lot of the stories about ghosts talk about dying tragically, and having unresolved business, and lot of a ghosts certainly have those." Jazz stated. "One of the biggest things Danny has done is giving them someone to talk to. Now, tell me, little brother, which of the ghost babes are the ones that caught your attention?"

"Well, Ember, obviously."

"Couldn't find a better example of a girl desparately crying for attention." Jazz stated.

"Desirée." Danny continued.

"A harem concubine killed for winning the partriarch's heart." Jazz neutrally said to her mother, "Likely an Emir to a Caliph."

"Uh?.." Danny asked, "Princess Dorathea."

"Princess?" a deeply curious Maddie asked.

"Dragon ghost who learned to stand up to her brother." Jazz said to her.

"Ahh..." Maddie voiced, "That does sound like someone my son would be interested in. And I suppose all young knights dream of dragonslaying."

"I'm still not sure I'm going to do any of this." Danny stated, "And even if I did, I wouldn't know how."

"At least we have a place to start." Maddie stated.

"The one that first jumped out at him." Jazz stated, "The most salient, the ones he's most invested in, and the most with issues we need to resolve. The question is where?"

Maddie gazed into Danny's eyes, "Hm?" she gently asked him.

"Hm?" he replied.

"I recognize that star-struck look, Danny." Maddie said with glee, "What are you imagining?"

"If I was imaginging?" Danny asked, and shook his head.

"He's a teenage outcast." Jazz said, and Danny hesistantly looked at her, "She's a cheerleader. The obvious answer would be the showers."

"Alright, yes, I'll admit it." Danny stated.

"Who wouldn't want the head cheerleader and her sexy satellite friend in the school showers?" Maddie asked with no judgement, and even some personal interest. "The real question is how."

"That's easy." Jazz stated, "I simply ask for their help on researching how popular they are." Jazz stated. "I have been wanting to quantify it."

"I don't..." Danny voiced.

"It's simple, really." Maddie stated, "She'll keep them in past lockup." Maddie stated. "A girl like Jazz staying in too late doing research wouldn't even phase the teachers."

Jazz neutrally finished her cookie, brushed her hands together over the plate, and steeled her resolve, "We, um, how do I say this?.." she neutrally asked, trailing off into her own thoughts. Her mettle had simply met it's match. She found her hand being encircled by both of her mother's. She allowed her hand to be craddled and held, and looked her mother in the eyes.

"An important thing about being a woman is giving yourself completely to a man." Maddie said to her. "Once you've decided on the man..." she said, and briefly paused, uncertain about how certain she felt, "and you trust him." she said, and paused, allowing the trust Jasmine had for her brother reverberate to her core. "Then?.." Maddie warmly asked her.

Jazz looked lost for thought before her eyes refocused. "The obvious answer is to surrender."

"That's my girl." Maddie proudly said to her.

"Is that?.." Jazz nervously asked.

"Jazz?" Maddie asked with concern.

"I think after all of the times she's encouraged us to be honest, mom," Danny uttered, "we need to trust her to let herself be honest."

"Jazz?" Maddie more warmly, invitingly asked.

"Mother?" Jazz uttered, and paused, "Mom?" she continued, "Is that how it was with?.."

"With?" Maddie asked. she thought she knew the answer, but knew that Jasmine had to be able to say it.

"Was that how it was with dad?" Jasmine nervously asked.

Maddie looked concerned for a moment before gently smiling, "That's how I was." Maddie said.

Jazz breathed deep before continuing, "So, mother?" Jazz asked with forced neutrality.

"Yes?" her mother warmly, soothing, invitingly asked.

"What do we?.." Jazz nervously asked.

"So long as your father is away?.." Maddie asked her, and looked at her son.

"What?" Danny asked.

Jazz slipped from her couch and kneeled on the ground, doing her best to look like a subservient concubine, "We are yours to command." she said, the joy with which she said her burning to her core, as if those simple words had unlocked feelings she theretofore wished she did not have.

"Danny." Maddie firmly said to him, and his lingering gaze eventually turned from his sister to his mother, "She is giving you a lot right now, it's only fair that you thank you."

Danny nervously looked at Jazz, and then nervously looked at his mother. He then looked between the two, seemingly getting more confidence with every turn of his gaze. He summoned strength and determination within himself that he could not even fathom. It caused him to Go Ghost. "Shouldn't you join her, mom?" he asked her.

A thousand looks appeared on Maddie's face, as the words echoed inside her. Every time they repeated themselves, they felt more and more at home. They went from hostile invaders to simple proof of her son's love. Eventually the words felt warm and welcome, how could any mother refuse such profound love from their son? She knelt down beside her daughter, eyeing her as she attempted to mimic her pose. She smiled as she felt the warmth, the gentle and strong feelings of love and protection from her son. Eventually her brilliant smile broke into her neutral expression, "Not today, of course." she stated. She breathed headily, and looked over to her daughter whom did the same. She looked back to her son, who seemed both stoic and nervous at the same time, "I have decided on my conditions." she uttered, and paused to let the weight of her words sink in.

"Mom?" Jazz asked, trying to quelch the uncertainty in her voice and instead replace it with filial love and piety.

"Your father cannot know about this." Maddie stated, and paused for a moment, "Until we decide how to deal with it. Second, no one else can know, either. At least not until they have fallen into your embrace. Third, you have to focus more on schooling."

"Mom?" Jazz nervously asked.

Maddie smiled at her, and gently reached her hands over to take Jazz's, "He does have a star student, and a doctor to help him." she said reassuringly.

"Mom." Jazz lovingly said to her.

"Fourth, you must discuss every woman..." she said, and paused a moment, "or Ghost, you intend to add to your harem." Danny could not do anything other than nod. "Fifth." Maddie firmly said to Danny, "I might simply be another concubine." she said, and Jazz gave her a curious look. She turned towards her daughter, "Not his wife." she said with a loving smile, one that Jazz quickly returned. Maddie looked back to her son, "But, I am still your mother."

"Does that mean I can't..." Danny squeaked.

Maddie paused, to let him breath deeply, in and out, before speaking, "There is very little you cannot do." she said, "At least within reason. But, it is still my duty to make sure your health is maintained."

"Mom?" Jazz nervously asked, and Maddie instinctive knew what it was her daughter was so afraid of. She turned to her daughter, "Physical health." she said, and Jazz's look turned from worry to neutral uncertainty, "If only he had someone to aid with his psychological health?" she warmly affirmed, and at this Jazz smiled.

"Then..." Jazz nervously said, slowly turning her head towards her brother, "I will be your older sister, in charge of your mental health."

Danny's worry slowly turned to love and excitement, "Deal." he said. "But you are going to have to divorce dad."

"I've never even considered that." Maddie replied, "I honestly wouldn't even know how."

"Well, luckily, it's simple paperwork, nowadays." Jazz tried to neutrally reply.

Danny looked Jasmine in the eyes, "Are we sure I didn't brainwash her?"

"You tell me." Maddie warmly said, before switching to a more neutral tone, "You tell me. Have you ever..." she paused, and gestured to Danny.

"Overshadowed." Jazz interjected.

"Have you ever overshadowed someone, and their behaviour was altered afterwards?" Madeline asked.

"No?.." Danny asked.

"Daniel." Maddie firmly stated, and he quickly sat up properly. "If you are going to engage in scientific research, you must be confident in any statements you make. If you are not confident, you should not say it."

"What she's saying is that you are the expert." Jazz said to her brother, "You are the one with the most direct experience."

"Experience..." Danny voiced.

"Or have you brainwashed someone, and just never told me?"

"What?!" Danny asked, "I'm not going to brainwash someone!" His gaze then focused on his mother on her knees, and looked about nervously.

"Just be honest." Jazz said, and Danny's head slowly turned back.

"Be honest with me, sweetie." Maddie warmly added.

Danny breathed deeply in and out a few times. "I have never seen anything other than confusion after an overshadow."

"Likely from disorientation and loss of time." Jazz neutrally added. Something then occured to her.

"Jasmine?" Maddie neutrally asked her.

"Unless we already had predilections that Danny simply reinforced?"

Maddie considered this.

"Are you saying you already wanted to?.." Danny asked.

"Pot calling the kettle a motherfucker." Jazz simply replied.

"You did want to peep on me." Maddie warmly said to Danny.

"To be fair, mother," Jasmine said to her, "Most boys probably do."

"Oh, I can't be that attractive?" Maddie asked, "Am I?"

Danny seemed to have an aneurysm at this.

"From all objective standards, you are incredibly hot, mother." Jazz said to her.

"And the boys have to be constantly hitting on you, aren't they?" Maddie asked.

"Thankfully, that is not a problem I have had..." Jazz voiced.

"I'm sorry, sweetie, but I find that hard to believe?" Maddie asked him.

"Hm?" Danny asked, "Oh, guys would be tripping over themselves for her."

"Like you do for this Paulina and Star?" Maddie asked.

"What do you mean, would?" an Jazz annoyed asked.

"Whenever any guy tried, you would always stop them with psychoanalysis, or something." Danny replied.

Jazz was shocked and dumbstruck, no sound escaping her other than a weak gasp.

"To be fair, that does sound like you, sweetie." Maddie stated.

"I, what?!" Jazz asked.

"You have always been so analytical." a pensive Maddie replied, "It was a wonderfully trait that I always loved, but now think I might have neglected your development as a woman."

The mother and daughter looked pensively into each other's eyes. Danny then gestured to them kneeling on the ground.

"To be fair, this is not how I expected this to develop." Maddie stated.

"You're not having second thoughts, are you?" Jazz asked her.

"Second thoughts?" Maddie asked, "To imply I would stop at a second thought. I have thought this over a hundred times, and will do it a hundred more. That's why we can't do anything else today."

Jazz nodded a couple of times, "Okay, fair."

"So?.." Danny nervously asked.

"So far, I have only gotten more determined." Maddie said, trying to hold back the conflicting emotions.

"So, we're, uh, done here?" Danny asked.

Maddie looked Jazz in the eyes, the look speaking volumes. Maddie looked back to Danny and nodded her head.

Danny instantly went ghost, invisible, and intangible. Maddie immediately gasped, before grasping her heart over her sizeable chest. "Well, that was..." Maddie tried to say.

"You are an adult woman, while he is a teenage boy." Jazz said to her mother, trying her best not to admonish her. "He was even more nervous than you were."

Maddie thought about this for a moment, "I'm surprised that he lasted as long as he did."

"Fortunately, he's a teenage boy." Jazz replied, "Every day is like that for them."

"Well, now that he's found something he is good at, all he needs is confidence." Maddie stated. Jazz gave her an adoring look, "And scientific diligence."

"And scientific diligence." Jazz affirmed, "He might have trouble with that one, but luckily he has us." Jazz grabbed her hands and looked her deep in her eyes, "I just want to say, mom, how wonderful it is to have you as part of the group."

"Group?" Maddie asked, "What group?"

"It's not like we have a name." Jazz stated, "But, the ones that support Danny Phantom from behind the scenes."

Maddie looked distant as she thought this over, "I guess we'll have to tell Sam and Tucker." She paused a moment, "That will be Danny's choice, of course."

"Of course." Jazz replied.

"I hope he leaves some parts out..." Maddie uttered.

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A ghost hand popped up through the table, grabbing a couple of cookies, before quickly disappeared back down.

* * *

Danny sat in the shadow of the ornaments atop a building, still in ghost form, eating his cookies. Thinking about what had happened. The problem, however, is that no matter how hard he tried, he could not actually think about it, or at least control them. He was in complete and utter shock at what had happened. He was struck dumb by the most powerful emotions he had ever felt, assaulting his psyche at once. The rush was more than he could comprehend. It was things he could barely conceive of.

He was hardly blameless. He WAS trying to peep on his mother, afterall. In the shower. And that's all it was supposed to be, a shower. But, when he actually got to watch her, she was certainly doing more than showering. It was then that it occured to him, he had never wondered just how sexual his mother was. It was never spoken of, and a question he never wanted to ask. And he floated, the full knowledge stuck in his head. His mother was more sexual than he had ever conceived, and far more sexual than she was receiving. She was maybe as horny as he was.

And Jazz? She was just as sexual as he imagined, alone in his bedroom. Maybe fantatized was a better word.

A few things suddenly occured to him:

• He was incredibly horny.

• His mother had rebuffed him for the day; he certainly could not blame her.

• His sister had not.

He finished his last cookies, went invisible and flew away. His head was clouded, unable to think. Even in his ghost form, his hormones were controlling him. Or maybe just his previous life that he could not let go of.

* * *

Jazz lay on her bed, studying, when the temperature in the room plummeted. She developed goosebumps as she adapted to the cold. While it was cold, literally, figuratively it was strangely warm. It was something she had grown accustomed to. It was something she had grown to expect. She analysed her feeling, and quickly looked about.

"Danny?" she tepidly asked.

She saw nothing; she heard nothing; but this proved nothing to her. Ghost were very real, but there was only one brave enough to enter her room. She sat up, still looking around.

She found herself embraced. Both cold and hot at the same time. She felt breath on the back of her neck, both cold and hot. She let out a hot breath, trying to prevent it from becoming a moan.

She reached up to grab the barely tangible hand around her stomach, "Simple - rule." she voiced, trying to stop from moaning. She again felt the breath on her neck, and struggled to not simply give into it. "Visible." she uttered, and then gasped for air.

Danny's arms appeared around her waist. "Simple enough." he voiced, with strength she rarely heard from him, as if his ghost form gave him strength he could not otherwise fathom. "How's my - little sister?" he barely voiced into her ear, the warm and cool breeze threatening her with madness.

"Big - sister." she barely managed to say.

"You pledged yourself to me." he voiced.

"Yes!" she exclaimed.

"You are mine." he uttered.

"Yes!" she repeated.

"You gave yourself to me." he continued.

"Yes!" she exclaimed.

"Then let yourself go." he uttered, and she moaned loud enough to be heard about the house, (though not loud enough to be heard in the lab). Her body was flushed and her breath heady, when Danny suddenly disappeared. He reappeared across the room, looking at her, immediately reverting to his Human form. "Put down your homework." he said, and she relaxed her hands, the textbook falling a few inches to the bed. "Stand up." he continued, and her body started to rise without a thought in her head. "Strip." he commanded.

She untucked her blouse, undid the buttons, and then in one movement pulled it off her body and launched it across her room. If she could think she would object to the mess, but at this moment, even the simplest thoughts were beyond her.

"Hold." he said, and took a step towards her, drinking in her beauty, tasting her scent as he inhaled. "Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?"

"I..." she barely uttered. Her thoughts returned just enough to answer the commanding question, "From a correlative perspective, that is hard to believe."

"I don't just mean looks." he said, and disappeared. She felt herself embraced from behind again, and she was turned to the full length mirror. Her brother appeared behind her in a flash of blue-green light His arm was wrapped around her waist. The other was holding her right shoulder in place. He looked into her eyes through the mirror, and she got lost in them. "I mean, how much you've done to help me. Even when you did not think you could, you still tried."

He kissed her on the cheek and let her go. He stepped back and she slowly turned to look at him, the world seeming to shift in slow motion after her. "Pants."

She quickly moved her hands to the waist, stuggling to undo them. Danny simply stepped forward, and gently grasped her arms. She breathed headily from the proximity and restraint.

"No need to rush." Danny replied. He slowly stepped back, and she stood there, too afraid to move. "I want to see you. All of you. Let me drink you in." he stated.

She finally found herself speaking, though not as a product of any thoughts of her own, "I thought I was going to drink you."

Danny's eyes grew wide, and his gaze became urgent and feral. "Then forget about stripping." he said. He disappeared and reappeared sitting on the edge of the bed, though this time without pants, or underwear. He stood proudly and she simply stared, before rushing over to him and falling to her knees. She looked up as it stood proudly, as if it was taunting her. As if it was calling to her. She leaned forward, and then paused, worried he might reject her. She looked into the eyes and found nothing but love, as his hand slowly found the back of her head and pulled her forward. Her mouth was just inches away as her breath caressed it.

He gave her the slightest more pressure, and she eagely leaned forward, licking the powerful pole in front of her. She knew it was ordinary in size, but at the moment it felt like the highest mountain, daunting her, taunting her. She licked from based to crown before pulling away, moving down, and doing the same thing again. The third time she reached the crown, his hand grabbed her head, and forced her mouth towards the tip. She knew what was going to happen. She was afraid of it, but also enthralled by it. The tip entered her mouth, slowly at first, but soon it found her throat. She could not go any further. She pulled back, having enough clarity to do her research first. He pulled her forward again, and this made it so easy for her, letting him choose the tempo. If blowjobs were this easy, she wondered what all of the controversy was about. That said, she did not want to sit idly by, and so moved her tongue to and fro, trying to cover as much of the surface as she could during the bobs.

She wasn't sure how long it was, what with the both the hormonal and studious raptures, but he came in her mouth. She gulped as she swallowed, quickly finding that one was not enough, and did so a couple of more times. The remainder oozed onto her tongue and she swallowed one last time, pausing just long enough to make sure it was completed. She then sat up, only to notice her brother laying on his back, barely breathing. She giggled at it and then studied the taste in her mouth. She guessed she would be tasting it a lot in the future.

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When Danny returned from his post-orgasmic fugue, he found his naked lower half tucked into Jazz's bed. He looked about the room until he found her working at her desk. "Hey." he weakly said.

"Danny?" she excitedly asked, as she looked over at him. "Did you have a good nap?"

"No... nap..." he weakly said.

"Then what was it?" she asked with a combination of scholarly interest and sisterly concern.

"Just... really... really relaxing..." Danny weakly added. "And disturbing..."

Jazz quickly stood up and walked over to the bed, "Did I do something..."

Danny weakly held up his hand to stop her, "You did not..." He slowly sat up to look her in the eyes. She deserved his honest sincerity. "What you did was absolutely incredible. I have no complaints about what you did."

"How about pointers?" she asked with a quick energy and sincerity that almost frightened him.

He dropped his head back to the bed, "Jazz." he firmly stated, and she quickly changed from scholarly interest to rote compliance, surprising both of them. Danny breathed in deeply, and sat up, leaning back against the wall. "Jazz, what you did was so absolutely incredible that I don't have the words to describe it."

"Then what's the problem?" she asked with earnest sincerity.

"What's the problem?" a confused Danny asked her, "What's the problem? Just that I'm getting sexual favours from my mom and sister?!"

"Danny." she said, trying to hide her hurt, "You... I mean... mom and dad are... I..." she tried to say. She turned around and tried to run to the door. Danny had gone ghost, incorporeal to slip from the bed and grabbed her before she reached it. His arms wrapped around her shoulders and waist, as his own waist tapered into nothingness. He kissed her on the cheek, and simply held her for a moment. "Jazz." he said, trying to hide his hurt and worry and angst, "I... I really need your help, here." He let her go, and pulled back, returning to his Human form.

Jazz turned around to see him naked below his waist, letting out a shocked gasp.

He quickly turned around, "Maybe, you should - you know - look away." he said, and Jazz quickly turned. He found his clothes and dressed properly. Jazz heard him sit on his bed, and half turned her head, not enough to actually see him. "Turn around." he lightly commanded, and she quickly turned to comply. "Jazz, it's just..." he tried to say, and she could hear the worry in his voice. Her mind quickly changed to helping Danny, and she took a couple of steps towards him. Danny pointed to her desk chair, "Maybe you should have a seat."

Jazz went over to her desk to get the chair. She turned around, walked back, and placed it a few feet from the bed, hands carefully folded in her lap.

"Look, we both know that everything we did is supposed to be wrong..." Danny uttered

"Supposed to be?" Jazz asked, and Danny stopped talking, his jaw becoming slack. "By using the phrase 'supposed to be'," she said with airquotes, "you are implying that any actual moral judgements you are making about it are not properly supported?"

"That... actually, yeah?" he asked, much less worry than had a moment ago. "Alright, we'll start from the middle, saying maybe it's not bad, but pretty much everything else tells us it is..."

"Is that your concern?" Jazz asked, "Social sanction for deviation from the norm?"

Danny thought it over for a few minutes. "I... actually... I mean..."

"Take a moment to collect your thoughts." Jazz suggested, and he did just that.

He took a few deep breaths as he thought it over, "Alright, I've been a ghost hero for while now. It's been a few of us against the world. Yes, there is definitely a part of me that wants to be normal... have a normal girlfriend..."

"Paulina?" Jazz asked.

Danny sighed, "Paulina..." he added. "But, it's not just that, I really don't need social acceptance, at least not as Danny."

"You have done so much for people." Jazz said reassuringly.

"The... the real problem... the real problem is... I mean?.."

"I'm here for you, Danny." Jazz stated, "If dad wasn't here, mom would do the same."

"Alright..." Danny stated, and breathed in deep. "How are you and mom handling this so well?"

Jazz collected and collated her own thoughts on the issue. She looked back up at him, "Well, I can't speak for mom, and I need to ask, are you having second thoughts?"

Danny thought over this for a moment before looking back at her, "Honestly, it's more of a first thought."

"First thought?" Jazz tried to ask as neutrally as she could.

"Until now, it wasn't my head doing the thinking. If you know what I mean."

"It..." Jazz said, and paused to choose her words carefully, "It has been a hectic couple of days. Given all of the radical, disruptive events, it's only natural that you would need time to collect your thoughts."

"Alright, if we want my thoughts - collected?.." Danny asked. "Then really, all I'm worried about is - how you and mom are doing?"

"I have been writing a dissertation to collect my thoughts." Jazz simply stated.

Danny stared at her for a moment, "You're not going to... show it to anyone, are you?"

"All personages will be anonymized, with extensive outside sourcing."

Danny simply stared at her.

"Anything about us will become lost in the rest of the data, with any personal confessions being claimed to simply be an anonymized outside source."

Danny simply stared at her for a moment, before weakly nodding his head, "That does sound like how you would handle it." He paused as he thought this over. "So, uh, any, um, regrets?"

"Pardon," Jazz interrupted, "but something just occurred to me?"

"Uh?" Danny asked, "What's up?"

"If you were not thinking during our most recent encounter, then the loving way you coddled my head was from your deeply layed feelings?" She beamed as she asked this.

"I... I... I guess? I mean, I wasn't exactly thinking about anything other than how good it was."

"It was THAT good?" Jazz eagerly asked, and then forced an even temper, "I mean, for my research."

"I, um, have no notes?" Danny asked, "I mean, it was so good I had to nearly pass out afterwards, and then could finally think for the first time since this started."

Jazz smiled brilliantly.

"So, you're, uh, happy?"

Jazz developed a neutral expression, "Am I happy?" she asked herself, "Is this was self-actualization is like?"

"I, uh?.." Danny asked.

"An unexpected source," Jazz continued, "but it does combine built accomplishment, with close family ties and interdependence." Jazz's eyes grew distant as she disappeared into her thoughts.

Danny floated by, patting her on her head. She briefly returned to the land of living as Danny returned to his Human form in front of the door.

"I love you, Danny."

"I..." Danny shyly said, pausing in his tracks. He tried to turn, putting all of his thoughts into it, but stood, paralyzed. He finally turned to look at her, "I... I honestly couldn't do it without you."

"You keep saying stuff like this, and I won't have a chance to second guess this." she beamed.

"What, like good girl?" he asked, and elation crossed Jazz's face.

* * *

Danny stepped out of Jazz's room, closing the door behind him.

"Are you getting along with your sister, son?" Jack asked him.

Danny looked about nervously, before finally looked at his father, or almost at his father, "She was helping me with... uh... some things that have been happening. You know, standard teenage, uh, angst?" he asked.

Jack leaned down to look in Danny eyes, "Did her eyes glow at all."

"What?!" Danny asked, "No!"

Jack stood back up, "You're sure?"

"I'm sure."

"You're sure she's not a ghost."

"She is not a ghost!" Danny loudly replied.

* * *

Danny haunted the dark of the night. It was taking all of his strength to not indulge. Trying desparately to hold onto reality. Luckily for him, he was not the only thing that was haunting the night.

* * *

He capped the Fenton Thermos as the Ghost Portal closed. He had spent enough energy that he could hopefully contain himself for the night.

"Danny?" his mother asked.

His body turned ghost and turned around, seemingly out of control. He returned to Human form, and found himself looking at his mother. But not the mother he was used to seeing. He was now far more aware of how tightly her outfit clung, and how beautiful her body was beneath it.

"I suppose you came back from a night of ghost hunting." She gently walked up to him, "I can see now why it is affecting your studies so much." She paused for thought, "We have apparently been asking far too much from you." She thought it over.

"What's up, mom?.." he nervously asked.

"Well, one, we will need to pull you out of school."

The stark words hit Danny harder than being a ghost ever has. "Are you sure you're alright, mom?"

Maddie simply glared at him, trying to not admonish him. It was become clearer and clearer to her why his academics were suffering so much. She breathed in deep. "You do know that home schooling exists, right?"

The haunting knells that were harrowing his soul stopped in an instant, and now we has completely embarassed.

"Now." she said firmly, more firmly than she had said anything to him since... the shower. "As your mother, for your mental helath, I am going to recommend that you be taken out of public schooling, and be home schooled. You will also need to be separated from your father's eccentricities. His obessesion with ghosts is sound scientifically, but completely deleterious to your mental health. Your isolation at school is doing nothing but covering your natural abilities."

Danny thought this over. "So, let me get this straight, I'm and outcast at school, and you solution is to take me out of school Won't that make me even MORE isolated?"

Madeline simply looked down at him, like a mother does to her misbeguided child, "You are strong enough to physically defend yourself against the most pompous, moronic bully, and now won't have the idiotic school system to stop you from defending yourself."

Danny seemed completely confused by this.

"What do you think adults do, dear?" she asked him.

"Uh?.."

"Do you think we sit around and shake our pom-poms about the spirit of friendship?" Maddie asked, and then briefly paused, "No insult to your crush on Paulina."

"Mom." he scoffed.

"We work the better part of 5 out of 7 days every week. The rest of the time we spend with our friends, families, or hobbies."

"So, if we're kept away from dad, wouldn't we need another house? Can we afford another house?"

"Danny." Maddie said, trying to not admonish him. She paused to breathe in deeply, "I have a Bachelors of Science in Electrical Engineering."

"Is that what you did with dad?" Danny asked.

"That was actually more of a hobby, though it did lead to my remote masters."

"Remote?" Danny asked.

"I completed my masters while working with your father, after we received our degrees. Half of our household income comes from sidework I do remotely."

"Half?" Danny asked, "Half of it comes from dad?.."

"The better part of the other half comes from grants and bursaries to support our cutting edge research."

"And, what?" Danny asked, "You just won't do any research?"

"I will - come upon - ectomatter, and provide samples to your father. We could, in short order, provide conclusive proof for all of his theories, which would dramatically increase the grants he receives. By doing so remotely, I can avoid the difficult question of how I obtained such samples. Everyone wins."

"Except that dad loses his loving wife..." Danny uttered.

"Oh, Danny, he was lucky to have me as long as I was." Maddie soothingly replied, "As long as I was dedicated to his research, I was dedicated to him."

"And now?.." Danny asked.

"It is oddly appropriate to be dedicated to my children." Maddie stated, and briefly paused, "If present circumstances are unorthodox." She leaned down to look into his eyes, "Now, are you feeling better?"

Danny smiled and nodded, and Maddie reached up to the zipper of her nearly skin-tight jumpsuit, and slowly started to unzip it. "What are you?.."

"Helping my son to get a good night's sleep." Maddie flatly replied, "He has had a stressful day."

Danny swallowed hard.

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"It's amazing how stressful the lives of teenage boys can be." Maddie, as she unzipped her jumpsuit. "Makes me forget when I was one."

"Uh?.." Danny asked, as she stepped out of the jumpsuit.

"A teenager." Maddie replied, and his gaze followed her every curve as she stood there in a shear and laeey bra, panties, and stockings. "You like?" she asked, as his eyes were almost popping out of their sockets. "It's glad to have someone appreciate my body. It's been so long since I've felt that energy, that excitement just from seeing a little skin."

Danny reached forward, hands grabbing her shoulders as he continued to stare.

"I so love this feeling, but we need to get you to bed." Maddie said, as she kneeled before him. "Sleep in tomorrow, we'll have plenty of time, soon." He couldn't speak in reply as she started to undo his belt. Her hands then went inside to undo the button of his pants before pulling down his fly. He couldn't even utter in reply as his pants fell. She reached into his fly, and he could feel nothing but pleasure. The feel of her hands over his boxers was so good that he could not speak, or move, or breathe. He could feel the cool air against his cock as his mother simply stared at it, adoring it.

Maddie leaned forward to breathe upon it, gaze upon it. The smell filled her senses. The shear power of it something she had not seen for some time. It usually took so much effort to get her husband interested, but here, her mear pressense was all it took. She wanted to dive right in, but there was something she needed to do, first. She grabbed his hands in hers. He needed to feel connection. He needed to know he was in control. She moved his hands to her head, and was not disappointed, as they immediately pulled her down onto his cock. She opened her mouth to joyfully envelop it. As much as she was enjoying herself, this was for her only son. He was facing problems she could not understand, and in fact, only made them worse. This was her chance to comfort him, and by the gentle strokes of his hands, moving her head to and fro, she knew that she was. She could feel his warmth and love, and she could make him feel loved, even if her bare knees were on the hard laboratory floor.

"Oh, mom..." he groaned, finally able to articulate those simple words, but they struck down to her core. It was not long before she felt his cock quiver, and the strokes slowed, becoming much more deliberate. She knew what it meant. He groaned as he unloaded into his mother's mouth, and she delicately swallowed it in a few bursts before using her tongue to clean off his cock. She pulled back, smiling brilliantly. It was pure love that she felt for her son. She leaned forward to delicate kiss the tip before leaning back again.

"Okay, why don't you head straight to bed, so your father doesn't catch you."

Danny nodded. He grabbed his pants and pulled them mostly up, before completely disappearing.

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Danny woke up with light flooding through the tiny gap in his curtains. He quickly sat up, only to see someone sitting in his room. As his eyes focused and twinkled with blue-green light, he saw it was Jazz, and immediately calmed down. She gave him a warm smile and it warmed the cockles of his heart. His eyes stopped twinkling. "Uh, Jazz?" he said, and she held up her finger to her lips. He paused, and then heard something. Something echoing about the corridor. It wasn't shouting, but it was loud talking. It was his parents, and he paused to think of the last time he had heard them fight. The most that happened was their mother gently admonishing their father when he went a little to far.

This was something that had never happened. The kind of thing that might happen if the child of graduates was failing. With Jazz that was never a possibility. With him, it was... once his parents saw his current grades...

But things had happened, something big, that would make even that seem pale in comparison. He looked Jazz in the eyes, and he could see her recognize his nervousness.

"Let them talk." Jazz whispered. She paused a moment, "You trust mom, don't you?"

Danny quickly looked her in the eyes, desperately trying to come up with an answer.

"If... I didn't overshadow her." Danny nervously replied.

"You don't trust her now?" Jazz whispered, and moved over to the bed. Danny slid over against the wall and pushed his pillow over to the empty side. Jazz laid down on the bed, as Danny leaned up against the wall.

"That's not it..." Danny uttered.

"Well, it kind of is." Jazz whispered, "Either you trust her, because you trust our mom, or you suddenly don't trust her." She paused a moment, "Is that what happened?"

"Jazz, I love you, but we can't whisper about this." Danny whispered in reply.

"All I'm saying is that this is mom."

"Yeah..." Danny uttered. "I trust her... it's still hard to believe."

"Sometimes things are hard to understand," Jazz whispered, "but they still happened." She snuggled up to her brother, kissing him on the side of the face.

"Maybe wait until... you know?.." Danny asked.

"You don't want to snuggle?" Jazz asked, and Danny wrapped his arm around her waist. She smiled and pulled the pillow under her head as she snuggled her brother.

"I... need..." Danny tried to voice.

"You're a man, you have needs." Jazz quipped in replied.

"Not... the right time..." Danny voiced, leaning forward.

"I should have known you'd be this sensitive." she uttered.

"Let's just sit here until the shouting stops." Danny replied.

* * *

There was the loud sound of the front door closing, and then silence. The siblings looked at the door, the worry haunting them to their very core. Suddenly there was a knock.

"Danny? Jazz?" she asked.

The siblings looked into each other's eyes and found comfort there. They nodded.

"We're here, mom." Jazz stated.

The door opened, and Maddie walked in, in her usual jumpsuit. She walked over to the chair and sat down. She took a moment to seat herself properly before looking at her children, "He - agreed."

The siblings sat there, looking at their mother.

"That?.." Danny asked, "That's it."

"Your father agreed that your scholarship is of the upmost importance, especially if you want to become an astronaut. He agreed that high school was a complete and utter waste of time for people with our talents. He agreed that Jazz and I would make FAR better teachers than those at your school He agreed to allow me to have the Ghost Portal..."

"He, what?!" Danny asked, "Doesn't that mean the most to him, of everything that is here?"

"Let's let her finish and come back to that question." Jazz said to him, and he reluctantly nodded his head.

"He agreed that he can be a distant, and has difficulty caring for you, even if he loves you with all of his heart."

"I'm guessing the Ghost Portals comes after that."

"I have to explain this." Maddie said, and thought for a moment, "Your father is a theoretical physicist. Or, at least he would if what he as doing was recognized as a legitimate science. By contrast, I am an electrical engineer. I am the one that takes your father's research and makes it a physical reality."

"So... he... can't do it without you?" Danny asked with hesitation.

"And I can't do it without him." Maddie proudly replied, "Or at least his research." She paused for a moment, "Now that I know a secret he does not, with your help," she said to her son, "we could provide enough - anonymous material to prove his theories. He will then become too lost in his work to pay attention to anything else." She paused for a moment, "I promised that if this happened, I would not be able to stay with him."

"Wait?" Jazz asked, "So, you LET him catch me in a net?! Because he thought I was a ghost?!"

Danny pulled his sister closer. He leaned into her ear, "Trust." he said to her. She sat upside, slipping from his grasp.

"You... make a good point."

"Well, you did." Danny quipped.

"Fine, I did." Jazz replied, and turned to her mother. She gave her a neutral look, asking a silent, neutral, and open-ended question.

"Rough and tumble play is essential to early childhood development."

The anger on Jazz's face turned to curiosity, then analysis, and finally acceptance. "I loathe that this is a legitmate point." She breathed in deeply, "And what of the social isolation?" Jazz asked.

This caused Maddie to have to stiffle laughter.

"Mother!" Jazz admonished.

"Sorry." Maddie replied, "But, out of the four of us, you are socially, the most sucessful."

"I am - what?!" Jazz asked, "That is impossible?! My tendancy to over analyze every social situation has..."

"Been endearing." Maddie replied.

"Mother?" Jazz asked.

"Just think about it, neutrally." Maddie said to her, "Use the passive voice. Look at your life from an outside perspective."

Jazz thought over her life, and was startled by the truth. He classmates almost treated her psychological analysis as... endearing. It was sto startling that she wanted to research if for a paper.

Danny hugged her from behind, and she found her peace, her joy, her centre. He kissed her on the side of her neck, causing her to giggle. She then had a startled look, "I - giggled?!"

"I love seeing you two get along." Maddie lovingly stated, and looked at her daughter, "And Jazz, how does parental involvement affect social acceptance in a public high school environment?"

"Well, if you are asking it as a question, based off my own observations, but the relationship is largely inverse." Jazz neutrally replied, and then gasped. "Dad catching me in a net HELPED my social acceptance?"

"Maybe mom and dad love you." Danny whispered into her ear.

"Of course mom and dad love me." Jazz stated, and then looked shocked. She then sighed, and looked embarassed.

"That's my sweet girl." Maddie said with overflowing pride. "So, what we are going to say," she said, and looked at Danny, "is not that, but find a house. What criteria should we use? Number of bedrooms."

"I don't think that will be a problem." Jazz said, eyes rolling to her side to see Danny out of the corner of her eyes.

"Should look normal." Danny replied.

"Innocuous." Jazz added.

"But, protected." Danny added.

"Foreboding." Jazz said with a smile.

"A place for a lab?" Danny asked.

"Spacious undercroft or sublevels." Jazz added.

Danny thought it over, "I don't know, hot tub?"

"Opulent master bath." Jazz replied.

"Well, I don't want to seem too ostentatious." Maddie added.

"Hence why it should be innocuous." Jazz added.

"How about the Fenton Speeder?" Danny asked.

"For your travels in the Ghost Zone." Maddie affirmed.

"No." Danny replied, and she looked confused, "For yours." Maddie tried not to be shocked by this statement, "I can handle myself, but whenever Sam, Tucker, or Jazz come with me..."

"Jasmine Fenton," Maddie admonished, "you traveled to the Ghost Zone?"

"WITH Danny." Jazz quickly replied, "And he did everything he could to protect."

"I understand that, but..." Maddie tried to say.

"But, you and dad have never - once - stopped to think when you physically engage a ghost." Jazz huffed, "EVEN WHEN IT'S NOT A GHOST!"

Maddie was startled by this, and thought it over.

"Be honest, mom, if I asked you to come to the Ghost Zone with me?.." Danny tried to ask, but Maddie answered before her could finish.

"Of course I would!" Maddie exclaimed.

"See, mother?" Jazz expectantly asked.

Maddie looked distant for a moment as she thought it over, before reluctantly nodding her head.

"If you keep fighting, I might have to make you kiss and make up." Danny joked. The two deeply, soulfully looked each other in the eyes, "I was joking."

"Perhaps later." Maddie stated.

"And no you weren't, Danny." Jazz replied, "I was on the receiving end of how much you like the thought of it."

Danny looked distant for a moment before looking about nervously, "I thought we weren't trying to turn me on?"

"He does make a valid point." Maddie replied. She then looked to Jazz, "Why don't we let Danny have a shower, while look though some real estate?"

* * *

Danny stepped into the bathroom, trying his best not to think about what had happened before. He turned the shower on, and the warm, moist air filled his senses, and brought him back to that faithful day. Two days ago. Or nights, depending on how you looked at it. This was going to be torture until they found their new house.

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The cab dropped them off in front of a dark cliff. There was a stone staircase carved into it's side, that switched back couple of times. It was dusk when they arrived, the cold raind dripping on them.

"Mom, when we settle in, you're going to have to explain... how?.."

"It's actually pretty simple." Jazz stated.

"Maybe we should wait until we're out of the rain." Maddie stated, and turned to quickly walk up the stairs. Jazz quickly followed her, and Danny found himself having trouble keeping up with them.

* * *

Maddie pulled out an ancient key that seemed comically oversize in the modern day. It slipped into the lock with a loud thunk. She strained to turn it, and when it did, Danny could hear the tumblers groan as the lock shifted, and then clank as it was unlocked. Maddie struggled to even move the door, and it slowly started to open, letting out a great groan.

"Did you even look at the place?" Danny asked.

"Why look at the place when you can look at the engineering reports from the inspection?" Maddie asked, and gestured for them to move inside. Danny walked in, and the moment he crossed the threshold, he went ghost and intangible for a second, all of the water dropping off of him before he returned to his Human form.

Jazz stopped to look at the wet spot on the stone floor. "Danny, could you?.." she asked, as Maddie struggled to pull the door closed. It moved like a slow, but daunting, inevitability, as if it were the villain in a horror movie. It groaned and crashed as it closed, and Maddie slipped the grand key into the lock, and once again struggled to lock it.

Danny looked back in the deep gloom, and faint starlight come in through elevated, vaulted windows. His eyes started to glow, looking at his sister. "Huh?" he asked.

Maddie slipped the key into her jumpsuit and turned towards him, "She wants you to get rid of the water."

"Oh!" Danny exclaimed, and reached his right hand to Jazz's left shoulder. The moment it touched, her clothing went intangible and pooled in the pool of water on the floor.

"DANNY!" Jazz exclaimed.

"Oh, like you really mind Danny taking your clothes off." Maddie chided.

"I... I guess, alright, it's just..."

She found Danny's arms wrap around her, his dry body burning her naked one.

Maddie tapped her left wrist, and dim lights flooded the grand entryway. Jazz looked around excitedly, while Danny looked at the split grand staircase that went to the gallery on the second floor. He sighed visibly.

"And just which one of us can fly?" Maddie asked.

"Right!" Danny exclaimed, and went ghost. Jazz found herself ensconced in his arms as Danny flew to the second floor.

Maddie bent over to pick up the wet clothes on the floor.

* * *

The lights turned on, revealing a grand bathroom. Complete with statues of nude women, a colossal, steaming wading bath being fed by fountains.

"Alright, that's it." a vexed Danny stated, "We're going to have to talk about this."

"Maybe after we're in the bath?" Maddie asked.

"Maybe after we're in the bath." Danny replied, and pulled his clothing off of his body. They briefly turned intangible before falling to the floor.

Maddie grabbed Jazz's hand.

"Mom?" she asked.

"Let's get the laundry going." Maddie stated, and pulled her. The two walked down a side path.

Danny went ghost, deciding to explore the building.

* * *

Maddie and Jazz, now completely nude, walked into the opulent bath. Danny was standing there. He turned around to look at them and stood in awe.

"Alright, everyone get comfortable in the warm bath."

* * *

Danny crouched in the bath, walking around like a crocodile while Jazz sat against a wall, water coming up to her neck. Maddie sat down and leaned against a wall that roughly faced towards them.

"Mother." Jazz stated, and pointed at Maddie's floating breasts.

Maddie pulled them under the water and sank down so they would stay there. "I suppose that might be a bit distracting. So, Danny?" she asked.

Danny's eyes were fixed and staring, but refocused to a more ordinary focus and looked in her eyes. "Hm?"

"You had questions?" Maddie asked.

"I did?" Danny replied.

"I figured this might be a bit distracting." Jazz stated.

"Yes, well, we didn't have much choice, with your only set of clothes wet from the rain." Maddie replied.

"Right, right, questions..." Danny uttered, "Which I have more now. Was this place built by a cult?"

"It depends on your definition of a cult." Maddie replied, and Danny just glared at her.

"She means that it was never classified as a cult." Jazz added.

"So, what did they do?" Danny asked.

"A distant relative inherited it." Maddie stated, "Wasn't interested in keeping it, and wanted to sell it. It stayed in the family for a few generations, as each one tries to make it more and more sellable. Hence the modern lighting."

"So?" Danny asked, "They cleaned out the cult stuff, hoping that no one would look at this place and think OBVIOUS CULT!"

"A decent summary." Jazz affirmed.

"And, the stairs?" Danny asked, "And, the size?"

"Obviously designed for servants, which became financial not worth the price with the passing of the McCarran-Walter act." Maddie stated.

"And... your keeping servants hidden in your jumpsuit, mom?" Danny asked.

"You've seen what I'm keeping my in jumpsuit." Maddie salaciously replied.

"Yes, and no, mother." Jazz stated, "It seems like every day you pull a new gadget out of somewhere."

"Which is what I plan to do until the end of the semester." Maddie stated. "I have a lot of wonderful ideas for what I can do with this place."

"And, what if it's haunted?" Danny asked, "Because it looks haunted?"

"I don't know?" Maddie said with a bright smile, "Our resident ghost hunter and parapsychologist can deal with it."

"And, if we can't?" Jazz asked.

"Well, it turns out all of our ghost gadgets do actually work. So, I'll rig the whole house for ghost capture." Maddie stated.

Jazz let out a heady sigh, but really couldn't argue with that. She then looked at Danny, "Did your ghost sense pick up anything?"

"Hm?" Danny thought it over, and quickly turned away from his naked mother and sister to actually try and think about it, "Honestly?, no."

"So, what is this Ghost Sense?" Maddie asked.

Danny quickly turned around, and was once again quickly distracted.

"His breath is cold." Jazz stated. "It's part of his ice powers."

"How does it work?" Maddie asked.

"Honestly?.." Danny asked.

"He doesn't know." Jazz replied.

"You... have abilities you cannot control?" Maddie asked.

"I mean..." Danny uttered

"He has come a long way to master his abilities." Jazz simply stated. "You should be proud of him."

"Oh, I am." Maddie lovingly stated, "But it would be nice to know what's going on."

"I promise." Danny lovingly replied. "There's really nothing I'd have to hide from you, now."

"Oh, that's the sweetest thing a son can say to his mother." Maddie lovingly replied.

"So, wait, I'm still going to school?" Danny asked.

"For the rest of the semester." Maddie replied. "This will give Jazz and myself a chance to prepare your curriculum."

"Ever been hot for teacher?" Jazz asked.

Maddie smiled, "But that said, you WILL have to study."

"As long as you're not naked, it shouldn't be a problem." Danny stated.

Maddie leaned forward and pushed off to tackle her son into a hug. This naturally caused her breasts to assault his face.

"Maybe we shouldn't do that in the bath." Jazz stated.

Maddie let go and moved away. "Any other questions?"

"Questions?" Danny nervously, distractedly asked. "Right, questions. Uh, how are we going to get all of our stuff up here if we, you know, don't have servants?"

"Yes, well, if only we knew someone that doesn't have a problem with stairs?" Maddie asked.

"Uh, who?" Danny asked.

It was Jazz's turn to tackle her brother. They both thoroughly enjoyed it before she let go and floated away.

"I mean you, of course." Maddie stated.

"What? Me?" Danny asked.

"Did you forget that you can literally fly through walls?" Jazz asked, and he gave her a lost look, "You did, didn't you?"

"Two incredibly beautiful women naked in the bath with me." Danny replied.

"A fair point." Jazz replied.

"The garage at street level has a good amount of storage." Maddie stated, "You can then fly the equipment into the house."

"So, what, I'm servant now?" Danny asked.

"Most servants don't get these priviledges." Jazz stated.

"And if this is to work, we will all have to pitch in, together." Maddie stated, "Though, in exchange, Jazz and I can take care of the housework."

Danny stared at them for a moment, "Okay, yeah."

"You'll be earning money for the household." Maddie stated, and Danny's eyes grew wide. "And if you can do well, you can be the man of the house."

"Wait, what, but... you're the mom?" Danny asked.

"After the many things you've done to me, you can still say that?" Maddie asked.

"No, I mean, I thought you'd still be running the house, because, you know, mom?" Danny asked.

"And I made it clear that I wanted to follow you." Maddie stated. "I don't want to be a leader."

"She is a woman." Jazz said to Danny.

"That part is kind of hard to forget." Danny said with a brilliant smile.

Chapter Text

Maddie moved the clothes from the washer to the dryer, quickly checking the basket of gadgets she placed beside her. She walked out, still nude, from the modest laundry to the opulent bath, and then turned towards the master bedroom. It connected off the side of the bath, it's only access, at least for those that could not pass through walls. She walked into the room, seeing both of her children, still nude, looking at the opulence of it. It had a central, round bed, surrounded by several smaller rectangular ones. It had massive, rounded, bubble windows looking out into the storming twilight. Danny looked back at her, pausing to stare at her wonderful curves.

"Alright, I'm not the best to judge at this, because some of my powers are literally cold, but it feels... warm in here?"

"There used to be an extensive furnace system." Maddie stated, as she approached her children, "It was replaced with a ground air system that is boosted before being circulated. It keeps the bath and master bedroom at the appropriate place temperature for... minimal clothing..." Maddie stated.

"So, a cult?" Danny asked.

Maddie smiled at him and paused a moment, "You have super powers, can talk to the dead, and want to start a harem?"

"Uh?.." Danny asked.

"What would you call that?" Maddie asked.

"I... don't actually want to be worshipped, and I actually have powers..."

"And, you - KNOW? - the leader did - NOT - have powers?" Maddie asked.

Danny thought for a moment, "I... okay, do we know who he was?"

"There is a library." Jazz neutrally stated, trying to not stare at her nude brother or mother. "We will have to see that for ourselves."

"ANYways." Danny stated, looking up and down the nude women before him.

"This is our bedroom." Maddie stated, "Anything that happens here will stay here."

Danny managed to look his mother in the eyes, "What would Sam think about this?"

"What would happen if Sam were to discover you with your mother and sister?" Jazz asked.

"Uh, yeah?" Danny replied.

"The same thing you did to us." Maddie added. "You overshadow her, she gets horny for you, Jazz, and myself, and you do with her what you want."

"Uh... huh?" Danny asked, "That?.. That simple?.."

"To put it simple," Maddie continued, "she wants to marry you."

"It would be inappropriate for me to say it," Jazz added, "but yes."

"What?" Danny asked. "She?.. She wants to - marry me?" His heart rate was elevated, and by his eyes no longer arousal, but panic. "What - makes you think?.."

"Woman's intuition." both Jazz and Maddie said at the same time.

"Though, being a concubine will probably give her everything she actually wants." Maddie added. "Just not what she thinks she wants."

"Women have been conditioned to strive for things they do not want." Jazz added.

"Like what?" Danny asked.

"Like a degree." Maddie added.

Danny gave her a quizzical look, before gesturing to her.

"I got my degree because I could." Maddie added, "But helping your father meant far more for me than anything I did on my own."

"So, what?" Danny asked, "Are you saying women shouldn't get degrees?"

"To be fair, most women aren't actually getting degrees." Maddie said with a sigh.

"What does that mean?" Danny asked.

"She means they are getting non-productive degrees." Jazz added, "90% of people with degrees never work a single day in the field they studied." Jazz added. "Women represent more degrees at every level, most of which are nothing more than extensions of high school popularity contests."

"If women are getting a real degree, then yes, obviously they should get it." Maddie stated, "But, they should understand they do not want the degree more than they do to find a husband. Without my degree, I would never have met your father." Maddie affirmed. "We are woman, afterall, and not men. Society used to understand that there was a difference."

Danny touched his forehead, "Alright, I feel like we're getting..." he said, but stopped as Maddie and Jazz sauntered towards him, letting their bodies move in the most enticing ways. Danny mouth stopped talking while something else started to take it's bloodflow.

Both of the girls, beautiful, nude, aroused girls kissed him on a cheek, and then took a step back, simply to stare at him. It took him a moment, lost, simply looking at them, until he figured out what they wanted. He pulled his mother in for a passionate kiss that literally took his breath away. When he let her go she stepped back, breathing deep to catch her breath. She caught her breath and stared lovingly at him, and then Jazz.

Danny finally caught his breath and turned to Jazz. She seemed a lot more nervous, tepid, almost afraid. He gave her a reassuring, loving look, and slowly moved towards her. He wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her nude form into his. Their bodies touched as he looked into her eyes, before going in for the kiss. At first tepid, but slowly adding force, as Jazz seemed to melt into him. He pulled away, and the two looked lovingly into each other's eyes. He gave her a peck on the lips before finally stepping away, rapidly looking between the two gorgeous nude women.

"So?" Maddie asked, "Now that you have a chance? Now that you have a choice, what do you want to do?"

Danny nervously looked around, slowly moving away from them. Maddie simply stood there, knowing what Jazz would probably say.

Jazz took his hand and oh-so gently pulled him to the round bed. She sat down, and gently tugged on his arm to get him to sit beside her. Danny seemed to calm down for a moment before his eyes fell on his mother, and never left.

"Mom?" Jazz asked.

Maddie recognized what Jazz wanted, and slowly walked forward, to beside the bed. Danny's eyes followed her the entire way until she was out of sight, and then slowly turned back to the front.

"We're here for you, Danny." Jazz said, the bed shifted slightly as Maddie sat down, "You don't have to be afraid of anything with us."

"Any?" Danny asked, "Even if?.."

"You are a virgin." Maddie said, looking back at him, and he nervously hunched forward, "That much was obvious from the first time we... from the shower..." She trailed off and looked forward, away from the others.

"You don't have to be afraid of it, Danny." Jazz said to him, "We are letting you do what you want, and understand if you want to start slow."

"You will?" Danny asked, his voice cracking.

"Of course we will, won't we, mom?"

"Danny, we're here because Jazz and I are dedicating everything to you." Maddie stated, "I might not have known you were a half-ghost, and I might not have known how much pain you were going through, but I do know who you are." She paused a moment, "More, every day."

"Mother." Jazz admonished.

"What?" Maddie asked. "Most mothers would love to have a son that trusts them this much. Look, Danny," she said, and Danny turned to look at her, "we're not here because you are a super stud. At least not yet. We're here because we love you, and will do anything you want us to." She paused a moment, "Did you want to just cuddle?"

"A... ac... actually..." Danny stuttered, "that's not the problem."

"Then what is?" Jazz genuinely asked him.

"It's just... that... whatever... whatever we do... will be over shortly..."

"Danny," Maddie admonished, "you are a teenage virgin. That is exactly as expected. That is exactly what happened every other time we've done this."

"What, really?" Danny asked, "And, you're not mad?"

"She literally bought a creepy mansion so we could take care of you." Jazz stated.

"How... about... a hand job?" Danny asked.

"Which?.." Jazz tried to asked, but the bed shifted as Maddie stood up, walking around to the front. When she got there, Danny drunk in her gorgeous form. She held out her hand, and Jazz intertwined their fingers. Maddie helped pull her to her feet before gently tugging down as she knelt before Danny. Jazz quickly joined her mother. Jazz stared at it before giving her mother a questioning look.

Maddie leaned forward to give it a sweet kiss before leaning back, and gesturing for her daughter to take over.

"What do I do?" Jazz asked.

"Anything..." Danny groaned.

"He is young, and primed so much that almost anything will work." Maddie said to her.

Danny reached his hand towards Jazz. Jazz raised her hand, letting Danny gently take it. Danny moved her hand to his shaft, and she gently enveloped it.

"You need to be delicate, but not that much." Maddie said. "It's all about feeling. Move the foreskin up and down."

Jazz started to slowly move her hand, "Is it?.." she tried to ask, but Danny loudly moaned. This filled her with confidence, and she redoubled her efforts. Though, it did not take very much to get his cock to quiver.

"Close your eyes." Maddie said, and Jazz closed them just in time for the eruption. It mostly struck her face, with some striking their mother. Jazz leaned back a couple of inches, unsure of what to do. "Give it a quick kiss to clean him off." Jazz did just that and sat back, licking her lips. She looked up at Danny as he fell over on his bed. She then looked over to her mother. "That's the best sign a man can give." she simply stated. "While men do not need sex all of the time, as is assumed, they do want it every day." She then extended her legs to look over at Danny. "Isn't he beautiful?"

Jazz was lost in his looks for a moment. She then gave her mother a questioning look, "We should clean up." she said, and stood up. She held her hand to her mother, expecting to help her up, but Maddie instead held her in place. While Jazz planted her feet, Maddie stood up, and proceeded to kiss and lick her face. Once Jazz realized it was a method of cleaning she started doing it to her mother's face as well. Once done, the two got lost in each other's eyes before giving each other a passionate kiss. They then stepped back.

"Now that the bulk is removed, a bit of soap and water will clean us up."

Jazz turned to leave, but Maddie instead walked around the other side of the round bed. She leaned over, her hand on Danny's shoulder. Jazz copied her, and the two dragged Danny up the bed before covering him in a sheet. They then met back at the base of the bed, hand entwined together.