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(NOTE: This was one of my earlier attempts at creating a protoplasm through photo editing. Any future Protoplasm Work will feature better looking protoplasms.)

Jaeden and his friends was visiting Spooky Island, a popular horror-themed amusement park. Late one night, a gang of nine-foot tall, violet reptilian creatures with long ears and canine-esque faces burst through the windows, doors and even the floors. People began to flee en mass, trying to run from the creatures. Unfortunately for Jaeden, one creature broke through the ceiling and landed right behind him, causing him to trip and fall down. Before he could get up, the creature noticed the fallen youth, grabbing him by the ankle and lifting him up. "Oh Shi-" before Jaeden could finish, the creature exhaled a noxious green gas straight into his face. Jaeden struggled for a moment before the gas overwhelmed him, turning everything black as he lost consciousness. Satisfied with its capture, the demon dragged the out cold Jaeden

away into the night.

Groggily, Jaeden's vision began to focus as he awoke. "Ugh... what happened...." he ground as he found himself standing upright, restrained in a strange standing chair made of a dull-bronze metal, wrist shackled in a cross-position...and completely naked. "Hello, is anyone here?" Jaeden began to worry as he looked for any signs of another person. The young adult continued to freak out as he struggled against the restraints. He cried out for help, voice echoing throughout the cavern."This isn't funny. Let me outta this thing! And whoever it was that stripped off my clothes, real funny!"

Suddenly, the mechanical hum of a machine coming to life rung out. Jaeden quickly turned to see a machine unfurling itself from within the corner. It looked like one of those prize cranes from back in the lobby, tipped with a claw like device. "H-hey what is that thing?" Jaeden said, startled as the machine moved towards him. "Come on! I-I'll do anything!" He whimpered as the bright light at the end of the claw flashed over his face.

The light shines over Jaeden's chest as the claw moves closer and closer with no signs of stopping. Fear washed over the youth, "This can't be good." He muttered.

"No. No. No. No. No. No!" The claw abruptly plunged into his chest, mystically phasing through his skin without doing any harm. Jaeden's back arched forward, his head tilting backwards as his jaw tightens and eyes widen in surprise. A soft grunt escapes his throat at the feeling of the pincer entering his body.

Jaeden panicked as the foreign entity began to twist and dig deeper as if it was searching for something. His body shacked and thrashed at the restraints, which seemed to tighten around his wrists as to prevent him from moving further. Suddenly, the claw seemed to find what it was looking for as a bright bluish-white light shines inside his chest. Jaeden gasps as the claw begins retracting from his chest; overwhelmed by the sense of pressure and disconnect. His body becomes numb as the claw pulled something from his chest like warm taffy.

"NOOOOOO!" Jaeden's feeble screams echoed through the cave as the claw separated from his body. He moans and falls limp, sagging against the ornamental chair that propped him in place.

In the pincer's grasp was Jaeden's Protoplasmic Soul. It resembled his head, with a wispy tail

Jaeden opens his eyes again, only to be met with his own body. "What the... how!?" he shrieked, looking at his lifeless body, empty and lifeless. Panicking, Jaeden turned around to discover his 'tail' in the pincer's grasp. Bewildered, Jaeden watched as he was dragged further and further away from his body.

"Let me go you creeps!!" The protoplasmic head jerked around trying to break free, failing miserably. The claw moved closer and closer to the cauldron, stopping precariously over the vat. Jaede looked down, and was met a the horrific sight; all the other souls who had been lured to the island; extracted from their bodies and stuck spinning in an endless loop within the blue-white brew.

"Wait-" Jaeden said just as the crane's claws opened, ignobly casting him into the bleak metallic vessel. "Erk" was all that could escape from his mouth before he was fully submerged in the blue liquid.

A growl echoes throughout the cave. The demon that had abducted Jaeden walked up from behind, a wicked smirk on its dog-like face. With the true owner disposed off, the demon bean examining its chosen body, along with its handsome features. Sniffing his face and taking in the scent of his hair, it began to work his way down Jaeden's body. Pale, slim and skinny yes, but the sight of this fit body, with a faint ab outline and firm pecks adorned with pink nipples, body brought a smile to the demon's face. The monster growled softly as he reached Jaeden's limp friends. He nudged at the organ, which sways at the monster's touch.

Satisfied, the demon returns to Jaeden's face. It brings its left index finger up and under Jaeden's chin, cocking the head back. Using its left thumb, it opens his mouth as wide as it possibly could. It growls happily as it gestures its right hand towards his body, the soulless vessel responding to the entity wanting to claim it with out question.

Jaeden's back arched forward as it displayed faint signs of life. Using his chin as leverage, the demon shoved its hand down into Jaeden's mouth, dissolving into mist as it was sucked in, snaking down his throat without any regret or restrictions.

Jaeden twitched helplessly, leaning forward and upwards as much as he could to invite more of the vaporizing intruder into himself. He gulped the mist down as if he was chugging beer, the rest of the demon's body disintegrating as well.

A muffled sloshing noise came from Jaeden's body as the demon filled his insides. His arms stretched as if he was fitting into a long-sleeved shirt. His fingers twitched to life, before gripping the armrests of the alter tightly. His shoulders flinch violently, one jolt after the other as his chest puffed out to swallow more of the creature. Jaeden's waist moved in a circular moment, the sloshing noise growing louder like a growling stomach as it echoed through the cave. His thighs grinded against each other, his hips thrust forward. His legs bent a little on the spot while his toes curled against the sandy floor before flexing out.

(Most notably, Jaeden's genitalia reshaped themselves, reflecting the true nature of the demon's own organs, becoming girthier and larger in size as they semi-hardened)

Soon the last of the Spooky Demon dissolved and swirled into Jaeden's mouth and down his esophagus. With a final, loud "GUUUUULP!" Jaeden's mouth closed, sealing the dark presence inside, his head dropping back to its original, lifeless state. Suddenly, Jaeden's head lifted itself back up, his eyes opening to reveal the same shade of green as the demons. His body now belonged to the demon, while his soul remained trapped in the cauldron. 'Jaeden' faced forward with a creepy stare, turning left, than right.

Two cultists who had been standing off to the side walk up to the possessed Jaeden and unstrap him. 'Jaeden' whips his arms down to his sides, rotating his shoulders as he adjusts to his new body. He turns to the man at his right, then to the one at his left, and speaks with a deep voice. "Ak orton. Blaknorba." 'Jaeden' stands up straight and takes a few steps further into the room. His hands pat his toned chest and moved downward, experiencing his rippling belly before moving down to reach his hardened sword. 'Fleshee" he said, caressing the stiff member with his fingers.

Though the new sensation was exquisite, 'Jaeden' let it calm down, as to advance to the next phase of the process. Another possessed youth came up to 'Jaeden' "Bort r-Immin tarken." he said, 'Jaeden' and the cultists making their way out of the cave behind him as he fondled his new body.

Within the brew-filled cauldron of souls, Jaeden felt like he was caught in a dream. He was weightless, able to rise and sink within the cauldron of souls. Like the other young men trapped within, he swirled around in a monotonous clockwise manner, their face agonized as the moaned, whispered and screamed for help, all muffled by the thickness of the brew which kept them from escaping. In his state of panic, anger and confusion, Jaeden swam up to the surface in an attempt to break out, but was unable to break through. Eyes darting around as he looked for someway out, he saw someone in a green tribal mask, with markings that resembled the face of the demons, peering into the cauldron. Jaeden let out a muffled cry for help, which the masked stranger ignored, and walked away from the vat, leaving Jaeden trapped, along with everybody else. Shaken, Jaeden continued to float around, still trying to come up with a way to get his body back.

Description

(NOTE: This was one of my earlier attempts at creating a protoplasm through photo editing. Any future Protoplasm Work will feature better looking protoplasms.)

Jaeden and his friends was visiting Spooky Island, a popular horror-themed amusement park. Late one night, a gang of nine-foot tall, violet reptilian creatures with long ears and canine-esque faces burst through the windows, doors and even the floors. People began to flee en mass, trying to run from the creatures. Unfortunately for Jaeden, one creature broke through the ceiling and landed right behind him, causing him to trip and fall down. Before he could get up, the creature noticed the fallen youth, grabbing him by the ankle and lifting him up. "Oh Shi-" before Jaeden could finish, the creature exhaled a noxious green gas straight into his face. Jaeden struggled for a moment before the gas overwhelmed him, turning everything black as he lost consciousness. Satisfied with its capture, the demon dragged the out cold Jaeden

away into the night.

Groggily, Jaeden's vision began to focus as he awoke. "Ugh... what happened...." he ground as he found himself standing upright, restrained in a strange standing chair made of a dull-bronze metal, wrist shackled in a cross-position...and completely naked. "Hello, is anyone here?" Jaeden began to worry as he looked for any signs of another person. The young adult continued to freak out as he struggled against the restraints. He cried out for help, voice echoing throughout the cavern."This isn't funny. Let me outta this thing! And whoever it was that stripped off my clothes, real funny!"

Suddenly, the mechanical hum of a machine coming to life rung out. Jaeden quickly turned to see a machine unfurling itself from within the corner. It looked like one of those prize cranes from back in the lobby, tipped with a claw like device. "H-hey what is that thing?" Jaeden said, startled as the machine moved towards him. "Come on! I-I'll do anything!" He whimpered as the bright light at the end of the claw flashed over his face.

The light shines over Jaeden's chest as the claw moves closer and closer with no signs of stopping. Fear washed over the youth, "This can't be good." He muttered.

"No. No. No. No. No. No!" The claw abruptly plunged into his chest, mystically phasing through his skin without doing any harm. Jaeden's back arched forward, his head tilting backwards as his jaw tightens and eyes widen in surprise. A soft grunt escapes his throat at the feeling of the pincer entering his body.

Jaeden panicked as the foreign entity began to twist and dig deeper as if it was searching for something. His body shacked and thrashed at the restraints, which seemed to tighten around his wrists as to prevent him from moving further. Suddenly, the claw seemed to find what it was looking for as a bright bluish-white light shines inside his chest. Jaeden gasps as the claw begins retracting from his chest; overwhelmed by the sense of pressure and disconnect. His body becomes numb as the claw pulled something from his chest like warm taffy.

"NOOOOOO!" Jaeden's feeble screams echoed through the cave as the claw separated from his body. He moans and falls limp, sagging against the ornamental chair that propped him in place.

In the pincer's grasp was Jaeden's Protoplasmic Soul. It resembled his head, with a wispy tail

Jaeden opens his eyes again, only to be met with his own body. "What the... how!?" he shrieked, looking at his lifeless body, empty and lifeless. Panicking, Jaeden turned around to discover his 'tail' in the pincer's grasp. Bewildered, Jaeden watched as he was dragged further and further away from his body.

"Let me go you creeps!!" The protoplasmic head jerked around trying to break free, failing miserably. The claw moved closer and closer to the cauldron, stopping precariously over the vat. Jaede looked down, and was met a the horrific sight; all the other souls who had been lured to the island; extracted from their bodies and stuck spinning in an endless loop within the blue-white brew.

"Wait-" Jaeden said just as the crane's claws opened, ignobly casting him into the bleak metallic vessel. "Erk" was all that could escape from his mouth before he was fully submerged in the blue liquid.

A growl echoes throughout the cave. The demon that had abducted Jaeden walked up from behind, a wicked smirk on its dog-like face. With the true owner disposed off, the demon bean examining its chosen body, along with its handsome features. Sniffing his face and taking in the scent of his hair, it began to work his way down Jaeden's body. Pale, slim and skinny yes, but the sight of this fit body, with a faint ab outline and firm pecks adorned with pink nipples, body brought a smile to the demon's face. The monster growled softly as he reached Jaeden's limp friends. He nudged at the organ, which sways at the monster's touch.

Satisfied, the demon returns to Jaeden's face. It brings its left index finger up and under Jaeden's chin, cocking the head back. Using its left thumb, it opens his mouth as wide as it possibly could. It growls happily as it gestures its right hand towards his body, the soulless vessel responding to the entity wanting to claim it with out question.

Jaeden's back arched forward as it displayed faint signs of life. Using his chin as leverage, the demon shoved its hand down into Jaeden's mouth, dissolving into mist as it was sucked in, snaking down his throat without any regret or restrictions.

Jaeden twitched helplessly, leaning forward and upwards as much as he could to invite more of the vaporizing intruder into himself. He gulped the mist down as if he was chugging beer, the rest of the demon's body disintegrating as well.

A muffled sloshing noise came from Jaeden's body as the demon filled his insides. His arms stretched as if he was fitting into a long-sleeved shirt. His fingers twitched to life, before gripping the armrests of the alter tightly. His shoulders flinch violently, one jolt after the other as his chest puffed out to swallow more of the creature. Jaeden's waist moved in a circular moment, the sloshing noise growing louder like a growling stomach as it echoed through the cave. His thighs grinded against each other, his hips thrust forward. His legs bent a little on the spot while his toes curled against the sandy floor before flexing out.

(Most notably, Jaeden's genitalia reshaped themselves, reflecting the true nature of the demon's own organs, becoming girthier and larger in size as they semi-hardened)

Soon the last of the Spooky Demon dissolved and swirled into Jaeden's mouth and down his esophagus. With a final, loud "GUUUUULP!" Jaeden's mouth closed, sealing the dark presence inside, his head dropping back to its original, lifeless state. Suddenly, Jaeden's head lifted itself back up, his eyes opening to reveal the same shade of green as the demons. His body now belonged to the demon, while his soul remained trapped in the cauldron. 'Jaeden' faced forward with a creepy stare, turning left, than right.

Two cultists who had been standing off to the side walk up to the possessed Jaeden and unstrap him. 'Jaeden' whips his arms down to his sides, rotating his shoulders as he adjusts to his new body. He turns to the man at his right, then to the one at his left, and speaks with a deep voice. "Ak orton. Blaknorba." 'Jaeden' stands up straight and takes a few steps further into the room. His hands pat his toned chest and moved downward, experiencing his rippling belly before moving down to reach his hardened sword. 'Fleshee" he said, caressing the stiff member with his fingers.

Though the new sensation was exquisite, 'Jaeden' let it calm down, as to advance to the next phase of the process. Another possessed youth came up to 'Jaeden' "Bort r-Immin tarken." he said, 'Jaeden' and the cultists making their way out of the cave behind him as he fondled his new body.

Within the brew-filled cauldron of souls, Jaeden felt like he was caught in a dream. He was weightless, able to rise and sink within the cauldron of souls. Like the other young men trapped within, he swirled around in a monotonous clockwise manner, their face agonized as the moaned, whispered and screamed for help, all muffled by the thickness of the brew which kept them from escaping. In his state of panic, anger and confusion, Jaeden swam up to the surface in an attempt to break out, but was unable to break through. Eyes darting around as he looked for someway out, he saw someone in a green tribal mask, with markings that resembled the face of the demons, peering into the cauldron. Jaeden let out a muffled cry for help, which the masked stranger ignored, and walked away from the vat, leaving Jaeden trapped, along with everybody else. Shaken, Jaeden continued to float around, still trying to come up with a way to get his body back.