Chapter 2

Scrappy had spent the last 2 weeks studying the pyramid that he now knows as the Daemon Ritus. The demons that he had initially encountered in these caves had acquiesced to him, They seemed to follow him, understand him. Within the chasm from which the demons had emerged from were engravings, instructions, guides.

Scrappy used his intellect to decipher these and implement them all while exploring the daemon ritus itself. The demons treated this as a somewhat holy object. The engravings on the artefact and the walls below detail that ritus as being able to collect and harvest human souls. The being that holds the ritus would be embued with these souls and would become a “god”. Scrappy liked the sound of that. The cave engravings also detail the demons inhabiting human bodies but there was an interesting detail. All of these humans depicted were female, transcribing the text Scrappy learned that the daemon ritus - and the demons itself could only possess female bodies. He did not fully understand it but the engraivings mention building blocks of DNA and

[compatibility.

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](http://compatibility.No) matter, Scrappy thought, he could work around this limitation. Good thing the owner of the park, as far as Scrappy could tell was a woman. He was ready for phase 1 of his plan.

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Far above these caves island goers partied into the night, **** young men and women danced around tiki torches on the beach and filled the public walkways to the brim. The dark plaza illuminated with torches and vendors throughout. Overlooking the plaza was Ms Emilia Mondevarious, a 45 year old brunette dressed in a well fitting 3 piece women’s suit. She looked out from her office. A room that stuck out from the rest of the tacky decor that covered the rest of the island. Emilia never did like the theme of the park that she had bought but she had plans to rejuvenate the place. She sat down at her desk and looked over the plans. She planned to remove the old attractions that were broken down and neglected from the previous owners. A giant haunted house attraction on the hill that was shut down over safety concerns. She would knock this down and replace it with something more modern, less tacky and crucially, profitable.

She heard a rattle from above. It came from the vent overhead behind her desk, she decided to ignore it. She was aware of the rodent problem. That thought was quickly replaced with concern when the rattle continued, followed by a distinct high pitched yelp. Emilia got up from her desk, never taking her eyes off of the vent grate. She couldn’t see anything but still, she had seen enough movies. She picked up a small lamp from her desk and held it like a weapon. She approached the vent slowly, cautiously. As she inched forward a knock on the door startled her, she had told her assistant she did not want to be bothered. It was the best thing about having her office on the top floor of the main building of the hotel. She turned to the door to address the knock but this would prove to be a dear mistake. From the vent, a grate popped open and a small dog leapt out at her head. Emilia struggled but the dog's size was an advantage, it pawed at her head as Emilia stumbled around the room frantically trying to get a grip on the dog.

Finally Emilia was able to throw the dog to the ground, he was small but was incredibly animated. He was preparing his fists and smiled at her. She was aghast. At that very moment, unbeknownst to Emilia, the door to her office opened. 2 demons entered the room, they had to squat to enter. One snarled and snickered, the other was pre-occupied. In its hand it dragged a beautiful young redhead in a Spooky Island uniform - a tight white crop top with the park logo on the front and tight shorts. She was ****, with the demon dragging her by the forearm, the rest of her being dragged along the ground of the hallway and office.

”Karen!” Emilia yelled when she turned to see what the source of the noise behind her was. Her voice left her immediately however as she witnessed her assistant attached to one of the monsters before her. The unarmed demon lunged and picked up Emilia with one hand. She struggled but to no avail. The demon let out a belch of thick green vapour towards the woman. Her struggle ceased as she inhaled the gas, her face twisted at first in disgust but quickly turned to bliss. It was not enough to put her out cold but enough to keep awake but docile. The demon placed Emilia in her large office chair. She laid back, unable to really do anything else. She looked up at Scrappy as he had found his own seat on top of her desk. As she looked him in the eyes, he rose. His stature impressively small compared to the presence that the small dog imposes.

“I wish I could say I’m sorry about this sweet cheeks but to be honest with you, I could care less.” The dog pulled out a small pyramid and placed it on her chest between her moderately sized breasts. He had to undo her shirt first to expose some skin. The pyramid was resting above her cleavage and began to glow, a heat beginning to form on her chest. From within her chest a glow began to illuminate underneath her skin. Emilia could barely comprehend what was going on as her consciousness finally faded, the last thing she saw was Scrappy lording over her with the two monsters in the background arguing with each other. Karen now being hoisted higher off the ground while both monsters groped her chest.

The last signs of life left Emilia and Scrappy laughed. “Good job boys!” He turned to the demons and snapped at them. “ Let’s finish this quickly, once I’ve got mine then we can get you two and the others set up.” The unarmed demons let go of the breast of the **** woman and approached Scrappy who had already dislodged the demon ritus from the chest of Emilia. Scrappy promptly placed the ritus on his own chest and pressed a small latch on the side. The ritus glowed as Emilia’s soul contained within began to flow into Scrappy. He felt fantastic, on top of the world. “If that’s how one feels, I can’t wait until the plan’s done.”

He pressed another button on the side and his vision grew blurry and faded, just like Emilia’s had, only this time he knew exactly what was gonna happen next. The demon, ever the dutiful servant, removed the ritus from Scrappy’s form and once again re-placed it on Emilia’s chest. With a tap the pyramid opened and glowed, the light shifting from the centre of the pyramid back into Emilia’s body.

Her eyes opened “oh yeah, now this is what we’re talking about. Not so short now am I.” Scrappy laughed, his own voice squeaking from Emilia’s supple human mouth. “Oof, I need to work on that.” A sharp pain quickly overcame him, he doubled over. Emilia’s breasts hung looser from her unbuttoned shirt, her surprisingly lacy black bra struggling to contain them. Scrappy had no idea what was happening but a searing pain was emanating from down below. He stood there doubled over, the unarmed demon looked at him inquisitively. It had been millennia since he had experienced any pain. Behind him the demon carrying Karen was completely oblivious as to what was going on. He was too busy holding Karen with his left hand above his head as much as he could given the size of the room. He had positioned her behind, clad in the tight khaki shorts towards his face. He was doing his damned best to shove his snout as far as he could into her crack. The **** sniffing being drowned out only by the groans of pain coming from Scrappy in his new vessel.

Just as quickly as it had started, the pain had stopped. Scrappy straightened up. He felt the weight of his new tits on his chest heave along with him but that wasn’t the only new sensation he felt. He looked down and felt with his new dainty hands at the crotch of the suit pants and felt it. Unmistakably in his pants was a dick, not too big but not small either. He dropped the pants lower, the demon in front of him reacting with shock then smiled and licked his lips with a long purple tongue. Scrappy looked down in the matching black lace panties was a cock.

”Interesting” Scrappy remarked, still with his own voice as he gripped at the bulge. He looked up at the demons and smiled. “What are we waiting for? Let’s get started.”