“Class, I’m sorry to say that no luck has been had in locating the lost student Claire. Police are still looking for her, but there are no leads. If anyone of you has seen Miss Claire since she went missing, please tell someone. The search for her is costing too much of the tax payers money that can be better used to pay teachers.” The homeroom teacher stopped talking when she realized that she had said the last part out loud and all the students were looking at her strangely. Grumbling incoherently, she summed up what she was saying. “Tell someone if you’ve seen Claire, you got it?”

In the back of the classroom, Lydia Deetz didn’t say a word. She had seen Claire yesterday, but she doubted the police would believe her when she told them she saw Claire in the Neitherworld. Lydia had been walking down the street in the Neitherworld, hand in hand with her boyfriend, when she spotted Claire stumbling along across the street. It had been hard to recognize the blond at first because everyone in the Neitherworld looked the way they did when they died and Claire had lost all her beauty. Lydia had waved to her former enemy and then snack, but Claire hadn’t waved back. The now undead girl took one look at Lydia and shuffled away. She moved surprising fast for someone that resembled a walking turd.

“Moving on, I want everyone to welcome a new student. She just transferred from Beverly Hills, everyone welcome Mandy.” The teacher gestured to a pretty girl with silky black hair cascading down her back. She stared back at the class, her nose raised, judging everyone with her eyes. Lydia took one look at her and knew the girl would be another Claire.

“Babes, what’s goin on? It’s getting a little moist down here, found a potential afternoon snack?” A disembodied voice asked from between Lydia’s legs. Things had quickly grown between Lydia and Beetlejuice. They had gone from affectionate kisses to having quickies on her bed while her parents slept in the next room. The nervousness of the first time was absent because of Lydia’s out of mind experience, letting the couple go all the way after only the first date. The sex was raunchy and intense, just the way both of them wanted. When they weren’t bumping uglies, they remained inseparable even in the living world. It had been Lydia that had suggested that Beetlejuice could turn into her panties and stay with her wherever she went.

Lydia didn’t answer Beetlejuice, she was already considered weird enough without being seen talking to her underwear. Wearing Beetlejuice as panties had been a great idea, it kept her together with her love all day and the thought of her boyfriend being stretched around her ass was a total turn on. Although Lydia suggested Beetlejuice turn into a pair of panties, it had been her very perverted boyfriend that insisted that his face be on the back and inside the undies. Right now, Beetlejuice’s face was being stretched against Lydia’s anus, rubbing up against the kinky hole every time she moved her legs. However, the best part was that whenever Lydia had gas, Beetlejuice got a face full of fart every time. He was so perverted he loved even that.

Mandy, the new snobby student, walked towards her desk, which as luck would have it was right beside Lydia. Mandy took one look at Lydia’s pale complexion and sneered. “Great, I get to sit next to the freak,” she complained but still sat down beside Lydia.

The insult didn’t bother Lydia, in fact it put a mischievous smile on her face that she quickly hid. Mandy was without doubt another Claire and like Claire, she was going to mysteriously disappear. Beetlejuice would like that; he loved watching her belly shake as someone digested inside her. And who knows, now Claire could have another turd girl to hang out with in the Neitherworld.

Leaning back in her chair, Lydia stopped hiding her smile and started to let herself enjoy herself. She had a sweet, funny, caring boyfriend who could satisfy her now insatiable lust, a hobby that not only was fun, but added layers of flesh that drove her boyfriend wild and plans for the future that involved only two things, eating and Beetlejuice. Lydia was more happier now then she could ever remember and after school, she was going to give Mandy her proper welcome and then boink her boyfriend all evening long. Life is good when the thing you love the most is only three words away:

Beetlejuice.

Beetlejuice.

Beetlejuice.