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It had been three months since Louis had visited the popular horror theme park and resort known as Spooky Island. Six months since he had changed. Before taking that vacation he was a proper 'young English Gentleman;' polite, friendly and well-behaved. His groomed his hair back, wore fashionable clothes and treated others with respect. That was the Louis who went to Spooky Island.

The Louis that came back was not the same person. This Louis was a stereotypical college kid who was still on spring break. He spoke in outdated American lingo from the late 90's/early 2000's; spiked his hair up like a rock musician; started wearing clothing that would show off more of his skin. 'Step off homey! This is my bod'! Show off what you got off!!' he'd say. His roommate admits seeing him wear an actual shirt in their dorm-room was a rarity, he'd stripe it off the second he stepped through the door. The roommate also admitted that every so often, he would hear Louis fondling his body, including his package, which seemed to have had a growth spurt while he was away on Spooky Island. No matter what he wore, be it just underwear or sweatpants, everyone could see his genitalia pressed up against the fabrics.

No one dared challenge him as to why he seemingly transformed into a different person. Whenever someone was stupid enough to ask, he'd drop the frat boy routine and give them a borderline inhuman glare. One person claimed to have gotten on Louis' nerves while they were at a party, and Louis actually ROARED at him, and he swore the youth's eyes glowed green while a similar colored fog escaped from his mouth. Most people assumed this person was high at the time, but little did they know....

…

The person that came back from that little Spooky Island vacation was not Louis....in a manner of speaking. Physically, it was the same body, but the being who called the vessel his host was not Louis. It was a member of an ancient race of demons who called Spooky Island their home. During Louis' first night on the island, he was among several tourists to have been abducted by the demons and dragged to their underground lar. Louis' protoplasmic soul, his very essence, was ripped from his body and stuffed into a cauldron filled with the souls of all the other victims lured into the net of Spooky Island. There Louis would stay until the day of the Darkopolypse Ritual, when he and the other captive souls would be sacrificed to the King of the Spooky Demons.

His vacant body was given to his abductor, who took the vessel as his own. The demon used Louis' body three-fold: Protection from the sunlight that was fatal to his race; a source of hormone that nourished their kind; and of course.... a means of experiencing 'pleasure' from touching themselves. Though his time on the island was delightful, 'Louis' found the aftermath to be dull. Blending in with these foolish humans who didn't deserve their vessels would have been more mundane had it not been for the clandestine gatherings between 'Louis' and his brothers whose chosen vessels also attended the university, along with the 'Professor' who sent Louis to their homeland in the first place. But that was about to change.

…

'Louis' was out on his morning jog - best to keep your vessel in shape - he was taught before leaving the island and entering human society. His favorite part was how his package would flop and shake as he run along the firm ground, another round of the vessel's sweet nectar building up. Suddenly, his phone went off. Stopping in his tracks, 'Louis' pulled out his phone to see a message from a familiar number.

"The Pure One Has Been Found.
The Darkopolypse Is Upon Us.
Gather What You Need For the Ceremony And Return Home." The text said in the Demon's native tongue. Attached to the text where the necessary tickets he would need to return to Spooky Island.

'Louis' grinned 'till his white teeth shone, eyes flashing a bright green. At long last, the time of the Demon King's ascension was nigh, and he and his brothers would assert their dominion over this world. The thought was wonderful, and made 'Louis' 'friend' stiffen.

Shoving his phone back into his pockets, 'Louis' ran back to his dorm room. He had some packing to do.... but a quick round couldn't hurt before hand.

(NOTE: There needs to be more Male Spooky Island Possession works.... and not just where the guy ends up in a woman's body or vice-versa. Full on male to male possession.)

Description
It had been three months since Louis had visited the popular horror theme park and resort known as Spooky Island. Six months since he had changed. Before taking that vacation he was a proper 'young English Gentleman;' polite, friendly and well-behaved. His groomed his hair back, wore fashionable clothes and treated others with respect. That was the Louis who went to Spooky Island.

The Louis that came back was not the same person. This Louis was a stereotypical college kid who was still on spring break. He spoke in outdated American lingo from the late 90's/early 2000's; spiked his hair up like a rock musician; started wearing clothing that would show off more of his skin. 'Step off homey! This is my bod'! Show off what you got off!!' he'd say. His roommate admits seeing him wear an actual shirt in their dorm-room was a rarity, he'd stripe it off the second he stepped through the door. The roommate also admitted that every so often, he would hear Louis fondling his body, including his package, which seemed to have had a growth spurt while he was away on Spooky Island. No matter what he wore, be it just underwear or sweatpants, everyone could see his genitalia pressed up against the fabrics.

No one dared challenge him as to why he seemingly transformed into a different person. Whenever someone was stupid enough to ask, he'd drop the frat boy routine and give them a borderline inhuman glare. One person claimed to have gotten on Louis' nerves while they were at a party, and Louis actually ROARED at him, and he swore the youth's eyes glowed green while a similar colored fog escaped from his mouth. Most people assumed this person was high at the time, but little did they know....

…

The person that came back from that little Spooky Island vacation was not Louis....in a manner of speaking. Physically, it was the same body, but the being who called the vessel his host was not Louis. It was a member of an ancient race of demons who called Spooky Island their home. During Louis' first night on the island, he was among several tourists to have been abducted by the demons and dragged to their underground lar. Louis' protoplasmic soul, his very essence, was ripped from his body and stuffed into a cauldron filled with the souls of all the other victims lured into the net of Spooky Island. There Louis would stay until the day of the Darkopolypse Ritual, when he and the other captive souls would be sacrificed to the King of the Spooky Demons.

His vacant body was given to his abductor, who took the vessel as his own. The demon used Louis' body three-fold: Protection from the sunlight that was fatal to his race; a source of hormone that nourished their kind; and of course.... a means of experiencing 'pleasure' from touching themselves. Though his time on the island was delightful, 'Louis' found the aftermath to be dull. Blending in with these foolish humans who didn't deserve their vessels would have been more mundane had it not been for the clandestine gatherings between 'Louis' and his brothers whose chosen vessels also attended the university, along with the 'Professor' who sent Louis to their homeland in the first place. But that was about to change.

…

'Louis' was out on his morning jog - best to keep your vessel in shape - he was taught before leaving the island and entering human society. His favorite part was how his package would flop and shake as he run along the firm ground, another round of the vessel's sweet nectar building up. Suddenly, his phone went off. Stopping in his tracks, 'Louis' pulled out his phone to see a message from a familiar number.

"The Pure One Has Been Found.
The Darkopolypse Is Upon Us.
Gather What You Need For the Ceremony And Return Home." The text said in the Demon's native tongue. Attached to the text where the necessary tickets he would need to return to Spooky Island.

'Louis' grinned 'till his white teeth shone, eyes flashing a bright green. At long last, the time of the Demon King's ascension was nigh, and he and his brothers would assert their dominion over this world. The thought was wonderful, and made 'Louis' 'friend' stiffen.

Shoving his phone back into his pockets, 'Louis' ran back to his dorm room. He had some packing to do.... but a quick round couldn't hurt before hand.

(NOTE: There needs to be more Male Spooky Island Possession works.... and not just where the guy ends up in a woman's body or vice-versa. Full on male to male possession.)