Chapter #4He's A Phantom by: Mr.Z   It was another average day in Amity Park. The birds were chirping, the sun was shining, and a ghost was being chased down by the town's half ghost superhero, Danny Phantom. "You cannot defeat me, for I am the Box Ghost. Beware my powers over the cubic shaped containers." The annoying poltergeist shouted as he phased through a wall into the post office, followed by Danny who does the same.
"Box Ghost, you are literally the weakest ghost I've ever fought. I admire the determination but can we just skip the fight and go straight to me capturing you?" Said Danny.
"Beware." The Box Ghost said just before Danny opened up the Fenton Thermos and trapped the comedic specter.
"Huh, look at that. I got time to spare." Danny said as he flew back to school. Usually stopping a ghost takes up his entire lunch break but today he has plenty of time to chill with his two friends, goth cool girl Sam Mason and tech nerd Tucker Foley. The flying ghost boy spots his two friends bickering at one of the benches outside, he then flies behind some bushes and turns back to normal. "Hey, what did I miss."
"Nothing, just Tucker being an insensitive prick, again." Sam said as she crosses her arms.
"What? All I'm saying is that men are more suited for outdoor survival than women. Guys can build tents, hunt for food and can pee standing up." Tucker said trying to justify his misogynistic views.
"Women can do all of those things too."
"Sam, you sound like you're suffering with a case of penis envy." Tucker said in a matter of fact tone which infuriated Sam.
"I do not have penis envy." She shouts.
"All that I'm saying is that it's easier for guys to do those things. Right Danny?" Tucker puts Danny on the spot to agree with him.
"Well, it is easier for guys." Danny nervously says.
"Just typical for you to side with Tucker. I swear all of you guys will back each other up no matter the stupid hot takes you have. Maybe if I was a guy with a dick, you two dicks would agree with me for once." Sam storms off as Danny remembers he has to empty the thermos into the ghost zone. As Sam walked off by herself, she didn't notice the ghost following her. It was Desiree, a green skinned genie like ghost who loves to grant wishes to gain power. "Stupid Tucker, I know he can be a prick but I had higher hopes for Danny but he's just another dumb guy. Maybe they have too much blood going to their tiny pee pees instead of in their brains. Penis envy, I wish Tucker and Danny were penis envy for me. In fact I wish they were like that with every woman because it appears that if you don't have a dick, you don't get any respect."
Desiree smiled as she heard Sam's wish and decides to grant it but not in the way Sam wanted. As Desiree worked on changing the world to fit Sam's wish, Danny went over to the ghost portal in his parent's basement to release the Box Ghost into the ghost zone. "Oh great, I'm gonna be late for class." Danny said as he rushed back to school. Since he was in the ghost zone, he wasn't effected by Desiree's reality warping wish, meaning that while everyone else thinks that everything is normal, Danny is aware of the changes. "Oh great, I'm gonna make it." Danny says as he runs through the halls after returning to normal. As he rushed into the class, he bumped into someone strong. At first he thought it was Dash but instead it was Sam.
"Hey, Danny. You okay?" Sam said as she helped up Danny. He didn't understand though, he felt like he hit a brick wall.
"I'm fine but are you okay?"
"Why wouldn't I be?" Danny looked confused that Sam wasn't hurt but she looked fine. Her skirt did look longer though, going past her knees.
"Students to your desks." Mr. Lancer, the classroom teacher said as he entered the room. "We are going to start our test on To Kill a Mockingbird. I hope everyone did their reading." Danny sat at his desk next to Tucker. He then felt something bump against the back of his arm.
"Hey Danny, can I borrow a pencil?" The teenage boy remembers that Latin accent. It's the girl he has a major crush on, the most popular girl in school, Paulina.
"Sure, here you go..." Danny froze as he turned around and saw what hit his arm earlier. It was a big bulge protruding from the crotch of the girl he has a crush on. Paulina stood over him, which placed Danny's face at crotch level to Paulina where he sees an unmistakable dick bulge stretching out her skinny jeans. "Is that a pencil in your pocket?" Danny asked the question knowing its a no but couldn't bring himself to accept what tricks his eyes must be playing.
"No, I'm just happy to see you." She teased as she took the pencil. "You're funny Fenton." She walked back to her desk as Tucker nudged Danny on the arm. He looked over to his friend who gave him a thumbs up, as if what happened to Danny was the greatest thing. Danny tried filling out the test, it was keeping him distracted by what happened. Every time he looked away, he noticed another girl with a bulge, and another, and another. Each time returning focus back to the test to prolong the inevitable realization that every girl had one. Finally finishing the test, the confused teen stood up.
"Mr. Lancer, I gotta go to the bathroom." Danny shouted as he stood up from his desk.
"Can't you hold it in Mr. Fenton?" Danny shook his head no. "Uh, Grapes of Wrath. Class is almost over but fine." Danny grabbed his backpack, turned in his test, and rushed to the bathroom. He washed his face in the sink, trying to figure out if he is in a different dimension or something. He did notice one thing about where he is though, despite urinals being in this bathroom, Danny Fenton was in the girls bathroom. The door then started opening.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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