Ghost of Jealousy
Ghost of Jealousy
Maestro (Michael Jackson’s Ghosts) FTM TG
NOTE:
This is one of three MJ themed tf stories i've been meaning to do for a while and this one is of a woman into Maestro from the short film Ghosts, this is also based on personal experiences i've had with people online. And this also includes the Maestro scaring and possessing Donald Trump.
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Celebrities often react in multiple different ways to being a star, some really enjoy it and soem tend to be jumpy and overly-paranoid about it, one such celebrity was an internet celebrity named Elizabeth Harcone aka ElizaHawk, a member of the TF community and furry fandom who used to own and be part of a website that was home to many tf images from movies, tv shows, comics, cartoons, books, magazines and video games. She was viewed as somewhat of an icon and to many in the TF community she someone to idolize and looked up to, often being cited as one of the best.
Sadly after her website got closed down, she became somewhat of a reclusive artist...only popping up on Deviantart once and a while to talk to fans, and when she finally did get to talk to one of her fans, it wasn't exactly to the fan's liking, she seemed jumpy and paranoid, as if she wasn't used to being a celebrity yet. So when the fan replied to her, he pretty much expressed how he felt about the situation.
"Woah woah woah..why are you acting so jumpy?"
"Well...I like that you're a fan of my website and all but really this much hero worship over me is a little bit much and i'd appreciate if you removed my name from your artist tribute."
"What? You've been on here since 2004, don't tell me that you're still not used to having fans. I don't know if you know this, but you were the inspiration that got me interested in monsters and transformations. And I am willing to bet a lot of people in the TF community have looked up to you as well."
"Well...uh..."
She was about to think of another response she could use when a spectral entity manifested itself right behind her, the spirit then manifested into another form - a humanoid male with an elegant white shirt and black pants as well as long curly black hair, the spirit looked at her for a few seconds before diving down her throat, possessing her in the process. Her stomach gurgled as her body slowly began to alter and contort.
The changes commenced with her arms broadening and lengthening as well as her hands enlarging a bit, her skin developed a much paler complexion as her chest and torso contorted, her breasts retracting as both the former and latter lengthened, in addition to this her clothing slowly changed into an elegant white shirt and black pants as well as a pair of black shoes.
Her legs stretched a bit as her hips retracted and her privates shifted to the more mannish equivalent and in addition to this her feet shifted as well, she didn't mind this though, not even as she grew a bit taller and her back and shoulders broadened a bit, in fact it made her feel like dancing as she instinctively glided and danced along on the floor, even 'moonwalking'. Her neckline altered as her hair slowly turned from light brownish to jet black, extending and become curlier as her eyebrows thickened a little.
She closed her eyes for a few seconds as they widened, a bit of eye makeup appling itself around them as her cheekbones sharpened, her lips changing shape just a little as her jawline altered to give her a different look...if anything, she looked more like she was a character played by Michael Jackson, she chuckled a little as her voice lost a bit of its feminity but became soft-spoken and playful sounding, matching her appearance.
A couple of seconds later and her mind altered, she or rather he was remembering that they were a supernatural being who owned a haunted mansion and entertained people with his tricks, he was misunderstood because others - mainly the Mayor, viewed him as a freak. He of course was none other than the Maestro, and he was glad to be back again, he had recently updated his scare routine and was looking forward to trying it out.
"Maestro! What a surprise...I didn't expect to see you here."
"I'm sorry if I scared you back there."
"Aaaaaw...it's alright, you weren't doing any harm, you were just having fun!"
"Yeah..I sure did have a lot of fun, I always do."
He blushed a little as he chuckled, he forgot that sometimes he could get carried away, but that was alright...because the person he was talking to was nice and he only scared people like that for fun and in a more lighthearted way than he would with someone like the Mayor. His fan happened to find it very amusing and intriguing and definitely was thinking about something right, which definitely made him curious as to what idea was forming in his mind.
"Say Maestro.."
"Yeah?"
"I've got a little bit of an idea I think you might like."
"Go on, i'm all ears."
"Who was the person you had the most fun scaring the heck out of?"
"That would be the Mayor."
"What if I told you that there's someone I know who would be just as fun as him in terms of scare potential? Someone who could really use with a lesson and a great big scare to straighten them up."
"I like this idea but the person would have to be someone truly horrible."
Just as he thought about who it could be, a poster of sorts came into view...that poster of course being a MAGA (Make America Great Again) poster with the image of none othr than the current USA president on it - and this is what sparked the Maestro's interest and his idea.
"Maestro....say hello to your next victim."
"You should. That's the current president we have."
"That's the 45th president? He resembles a giant fish-man if you ask me."
"Well yes, he is. Maestro, that man is Donald J. Trump. And he's basically our version of the Mayor. You could say he's a LOT like him, he could use with a lesson and of course a scare. So what do you say?"
"I say...yes, I want to scare this guy so much."
"Wanna go for it?"
"Oh , you bet I do."
"Go for it, Maestro! And one last thing...have fun!"
Thus the Maestro used his magic to take over into the night, heading past several locales and using his ghostly powers to possess a few bodies in his spectral form before heading towards the White House. Of course he didn't have to wait until the coast was clear, because he preferred using his powers to mess around with other people first, summoning his 'family' to frighten away the secret service and also possessing Ivanka briefly before making his way over to where the big orange goon himself was. He chuckled to himself as he got ready and warmed up his scare routine, knowing that with the updates he had made to it he would surely be able to scare the heck out of him.
Trump was about to rest for a brief period and go onto his Twitter account to complain as he usually did, but just as he was about to do so, a large monstrous hand emerged from the tv and picked him up. A loud, banshee-like screech was heard as he was being picked up and played with by the hand before a demonic voice shouted..."BOO!" which frightened him, when the hand faded back into the screen, the Maestro crawled out of the screen like Samara Morgan and playfully giggled.
"Hi there, you must be Donald Trump. I'm the Maestro, I would say nice to meet you but i've heard from my friend that you're a terrible person. By the way, did I scare you?"
"Scare me? No...you didn't. I think you'll find that nothing frightens me. Nothing scares me because I am the best at being brave and i'm terrific at not getting frightened of anything."
"Well then...we'll just have to put that to the test. I should warn you though, what you're about to see is no magic trick, it's certainly no illusion either. I do however have one question for you."
"And what would that be?"
"Is THIS scary?"
Maestro commenced with his scare routine, doing everything that he did to frighten the Mayor to scare Trump. Trump pretended that he wasn't afraid and acted tough but of course our friend the Maestro knew that the tangerine skinned goon actually was rather frightened. Especially when the Maestro took on his skeleton form, then turned into his Superghoul form, cackling sinisterily to himself as he did so. He took on a spectral form and made Trump open his mouth, which in turn made him go down his throat and possess him.
Now possessed by the Maestro, Trump started to dance uncontrolably just like the Mayor did when he was posssessed and he tried to fight it but he couldn't, he just couldn't stop dancing no matter what and somehow he was enjoying it. His enjoyment however became feelings of horror and panic as his stomach gurgled and growled several times, Maestro's arm and hand (holding a mirror) emerged outwards from his chest.
When he looked in the mirror, he felt a series of uncomfortable sensations as his already grotesque appearance shifted to become a bit more monstrous than usual, shifting and altering as his form became that of a grotesque 'Superghoul' like the one the Maestro had.
"What have you done to me? I look horrible."
"You already did look terrible before I got here. I mean that ridiculous complexion of yours makes you look like a fish. Besides, i'm giving you a taste of your own medicine. You make insensitive comments about others based on appearances and what not...so here you go."
"Well I don't like it..."
"That's too bad, because I do. What's the matter? I thought you weren't afraid, you even said so. You said that you're the best at not being scared. But you can't fool me, I saw you back there."
"Oh alright alright...you've got me."
"Good. Now did I scare you?"
"Yes...you did."
Maestro took on spectral form once again and exited Trump's body before giggling to himself, he was having a lot of fun scaring his new 'friend' and something told him that the fun had only just started. Which of course meant that it wasn't quite over yet, actually it never was over for him when it came to his scaring prowess and he knew there was more to come.
"I knew I could do it! I haven't had this much fun in years!"
"Alright, you've had your fun...now can you go home?"
"Oh no no, we're just getting started."
And with that Trump let out a piercing scream as the Maestro elongated his tongue out before bringing him closer. Just when he thought it was over for him, the look on Maestro's face said other-wise, that devious smile said all that needed to be said and it was a look that screamed 'There's much more where that came from' - needless to say, the Maestro definitely was going to be making his life and his presidency a living hell from now on.
As for what happened later, the Maestro went around scaring Trump's many supporters as well, teaching them the errors of their ways and going after both sides rather than simply just one. He later continued with his work and practically kept Trumpty up all night and used numerous tactics to scare the ever loving heck out of him even more. And yes, he had to admit that out of all the people he had scared, Trump was his new favorite, definitely right up there with the Mayor.
Remember my friends, celebrities in general sometimes may act weird towards their fans, and they can't help that really...sometimes they just need to see that the only thing they have to be afraid of...is the ghost of jealousy.
Maestro (Michael Jackson’s Ghosts) FTM TG
NOTE:
This is one of three MJ themed tf stories i've been meaning to do for a while and this one is of a woman into Maestro from the short film Ghosts, this is also based on personal experiences i've had with people online. And this also includes the Maestro scaring and possessing Donald Trump.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Celebrities often react in multiple different ways to being a star, some really enjoy it and soem tend to be jumpy and overly-paranoid about it, one such celebrity was an internet celebrity named Elizabeth Harcone aka ElizaHawk, a member of the TF community and furry fandom who used to own and be part of a website that was home to many tf images from movies, tv shows, comics, cartoons, books, magazines and video games. She was viewed as somewhat of an icon and to many in the TF community she someone to idolize and looked up to, often being cited as one of the best.
Sadly after her website got closed down, she became somewhat of a reclusive artist...only popping up on Deviantart once and a while to talk to fans, and when she finally did get to talk to one of her fans, it wasn't exactly to the fan's liking, she seemed jumpy and paranoid, as if she wasn't used to being a celebrity yet. So when the fan replied to her, he pretty much expressed how he felt about the situation.
"Woah woah woah..why are you acting so jumpy?"
"Well...I like that you're a fan of my website and all but really this much hero worship over me is a little bit much and i'd appreciate if you removed my name from your artist tribute."
"What? You've been on here since 2004, don't tell me that you're still not used to having fans. I don't know if you know this, but you were the inspiration that got me interested in monsters and transformations. And I am willing to bet a lot of people in the TF community have looked up to you as well."
"Well...uh..."
She was about to think of another response she could use when a spectral entity manifested itself right behind her, the spirit then manifested into another form - a humanoid male with an elegant white shirt and black pants as well as long curly black hair, the spirit looked at her for a few seconds before diving down her throat, possessing her in the process. Her stomach gurgled as her body slowly began to alter and contort.
The changes commenced with her arms broadening and lengthening as well as her hands enlarging a bit, her skin developed a much paler complexion as her chest and torso contorted, her breasts retracting as both the former and latter lengthened, in addition to this her clothing slowly changed into an elegant white shirt and black pants as well as a pair of black shoes.
Her legs stretched a bit as her hips retracted and her privates shifted to the more mannish equivalent and in addition to this her feet shifted as well, she didn't mind this though, not even as she grew a bit taller and her back and shoulders broadened a bit, in fact it made her feel like dancing as she instinctively glided and danced along on the floor, even 'moonwalking'. Her neckline altered as her hair slowly turned from light brownish to jet black, extending and become curlier as her eyebrows thickened a little.
She closed her eyes for a few seconds as they widened, a bit of eye makeup appling itself around them as her cheekbones sharpened, her lips changing shape just a little as her jawline altered to give her a different look...if anything, she looked more like she was a character played by Michael Jackson, she chuckled a little as her voice lost a bit of its feminity but became soft-spoken and playful sounding, matching her appearance.
A couple of seconds later and her mind altered, she or rather he was remembering that they were a supernatural being who owned a haunted mansion and entertained people with his tricks, he was misunderstood because others - mainly the Mayor, viewed him as a freak. He of course was none other than the Maestro, and he was glad to be back again, he had recently updated his scare routine and was looking forward to trying it out.
"Maestro! What a surprise...I didn't expect to see you here."
"I'm sorry if I scared you back there."
"Aaaaaw...it's alright, you weren't doing any harm, you were just having fun!"
"Yeah..I sure did have a lot of fun, I always do."
He blushed a little as he chuckled, he forgot that sometimes he could get carried away, but that was alright...because the person he was talking to was nice and he only scared people like that for fun and in a more lighthearted way than he would with someone like the Mayor. His fan happened to find it very amusing and intriguing and definitely was thinking about something right, which definitely made him curious as to what idea was forming in his mind.
"Say Maestro.."
"Yeah?"
"I've got a little bit of an idea I think you might like."
"Go on, i'm all ears."
"Who was the person you had the most fun scaring the heck out of?"
"That would be the Mayor."
"What if I told you that there's someone I know who would be just as fun as him in terms of scare potential? Someone who could really use with a lesson and a great big scare to straighten them up."
"I like this idea but the person would have to be someone truly horrible."
Just as he thought about who it could be, a poster of sorts came into view...that poster of course being a MAGA (Make America Great Again) poster with the image of none othr than the current USA president on it - and this is what sparked the Maestro's interest and his idea.
"Maestro....say hello to your next victim."
"You should. That's the current president we have."
"That's the 45th president? He resembles a giant fish-man if you ask me."
"Well yes, he is. Maestro, that man is Donald J. Trump. And he's basically our version of the Mayor. You could say he's a LOT like him, he could use with a lesson and of course a scare. So what do you say?"
"I say...yes, I want to scare this guy so much."
"Wanna go for it?"
"Oh , you bet I do."
"Go for it, Maestro! And one last thing...have fun!"
Thus the Maestro used his magic to take over into the night, heading past several locales and using his ghostly powers to possess a few bodies in his spectral form before heading towards the White House. Of course he didn't have to wait until the coast was clear, because he preferred using his powers to mess around with other people first, summoning his 'family' to frighten away the secret service and also possessing Ivanka briefly before making his way over to where the big orange goon himself was. He chuckled to himself as he got ready and warmed up his scare routine, knowing that with the updates he had made to it he would surely be able to scare the heck out of him.
Trump was about to rest for a brief period and go onto his Twitter account to complain as he usually did, but just as he was about to do so, a large monstrous hand emerged from the tv and picked him up. A loud, banshee-like screech was heard as he was being picked up and played with by the hand before a demonic voice shouted..."BOO!" which frightened him, when the hand faded back into the screen, the Maestro crawled out of the screen like Samara Morgan and playfully giggled.
"Hi there, you must be Donald Trump. I'm the Maestro, I would say nice to meet you but i've heard from my friend that you're a terrible person. By the way, did I scare you?"
"Scare me? No...you didn't. I think you'll find that nothing frightens me. Nothing scares me because I am the best at being brave and i'm terrific at not getting frightened of anything."
"Well then...we'll just have to put that to the test. I should warn you though, what you're about to see is no magic trick, it's certainly no illusion either. I do however have one question for you."
"And what would that be?"
"Is THIS scary?"
Maestro commenced with his scare routine, doing everything that he did to frighten the Mayor to scare Trump. Trump pretended that he wasn't afraid and acted tough but of course our friend the Maestro knew that the tangerine skinned goon actually was rather frightened. Especially when the Maestro took on his skeleton form, then turned into his Superghoul form, cackling sinisterily to himself as he did so. He took on a spectral form and made Trump open his mouth, which in turn made him go down his throat and possess him.
Now possessed by the Maestro, Trump started to dance uncontrolably just like the Mayor did when he was posssessed and he tried to fight it but he couldn't, he just couldn't stop dancing no matter what and somehow he was enjoying it. His enjoyment however became feelings of horror and panic as his stomach gurgled and growled several times, Maestro's arm and hand (holding a mirror) emerged outwards from his chest.
When he looked in the mirror, he felt a series of uncomfortable sensations as his already grotesque appearance shifted to become a bit more monstrous than usual, shifting and altering as his form became that of a grotesque 'Superghoul' like the one the Maestro had.
"What have you done to me? I look horrible."
"You already did look terrible before I got here. I mean that ridiculous complexion of yours makes you look like a fish. Besides, i'm giving you a taste of your own medicine. You make insensitive comments about others based on appearances and what not...so here you go."
"Well I don't like it..."
"That's too bad, because I do. What's the matter? I thought you weren't afraid, you even said so. You said that you're the best at not being scared. But you can't fool me, I saw you back there."
"Oh alright alright...you've got me."
"Good. Now did I scare you?"
"Yes...you did."
Maestro took on spectral form once again and exited Trump's body before giggling to himself, he was having a lot of fun scaring his new 'friend' and something told him that the fun had only just started. Which of course meant that it wasn't quite over yet, actually it never was over for him when it came to his scaring prowess and he knew there was more to come.
"I knew I could do it! I haven't had this much fun in years!"
"Alright, you've had your fun...now can you go home?"
"Oh no no, we're just getting started."
And with that Trump let out a piercing scream as the Maestro elongated his tongue out before bringing him closer. Just when he thought it was over for him, the look on Maestro's face said other-wise, that devious smile said all that needed to be said and it was a look that screamed 'There's much more where that came from' - needless to say, the Maestro definitely was going to be making his life and his presidency a living hell from now on.
As for what happened later, the Maestro went around scaring Trump's many supporters as well, teaching them the errors of their ways and going after both sides rather than simply just one. He later continued with his work and practically kept Trumpty up all night and used numerous tactics to scare the ever loving heck out of him even more. And yes, he had to admit that out of all the people he had scared, Trump was his new favorite, definitely right up there with the Mayor.
Remember my friends, celebrities in general sometimes may act weird towards their fans, and they can't help that really...sometimes they just need to see that the only thing they have to be afraid of...is the ghost of jealousy.
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