Haunted Mansion - Chapter 1

I know it's only August, but I'm posting a Halloween-themed story today. It's a 13-chapter series, so with a new post about every week, I'm intending to time this saga so that the final chapter gets posted on Halloween day itself.

The original inspiration for this series came from an author named Wyndfeld who writes a lot of anthropomorphic (i.e., "furry") stories. While I'm not turned on by stories of animal-human hybrids, I recognized a core in Wyndfeld's work that really appealed to me, so I chose one of his stories for an extensive rewrite.

Wyndfeld's original story is also a serial, but his version only had 5 or 6 parts to it. I decided to go with unlucky number 13 (to keep with the Halloween theme), so some of the chapters are exclusively my own work, and not a rewrite; others, of course, borrow heavily from Wyndfeld's original story.

I certainly hope you guys enjoy a ball-busting story with a bit of paranormal thrown in! Particularly since the chapters to this story are going to dominate my blog for the next two months or so. :)

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Haunted Mansion - Chapter 1

Based on an original anthropomorphic story by Wyndfeld

Ten handsome and hunky college jocks spend Halloween night in a haunted mansion, where only one of them — maybe — will survive intact. 

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Professor Samuel White was the director of paranormal studies at the university. A very well-built man in his early 40’s, time had done nothing but enhance Sam’s ruggedly handsome features, and only a few gray hairs had begun to make inroads in his thick, light brown hair. Professor White also had a friendly, cheerful personality and a ready smile, and he was well-liked and respected by both faculty and students alike. 

The Professor’s courses on the occult and the paranormal were very popular at the university, both for the inherently fascinating nature of the occult, and for Professor White’s well-known teaching style. Samuel’s humor and sharp wit made his courses fun for the students, and while the classes weren’t exactly considered great career builders, many students chose one of the Professor’s courses for the sheer fun of it. 

The Professor’s courses were also popular with many of the women on campus (and not a few of the young men) because of Sam’s own magnetic charm and his dashing, masculine good looks. Many a young student spent the entire hour of class gazing at Professor White with love-struck, puppy dog eyes. 

Ironically, Professor White’s courses were also very popular with the jocks and athletes on campus, for it was known that it was easy to obtain an A in his classes just by showing up. And let’s face it, many a jock on campus was in desperate need to boost his GPA with an A or two. Besides, many of the hottest young women on campus took Professor White’s courses, so it was also a great way to meet chicks… 

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Autumn had come to the university with the start of the new term, and Halloween was fast approaching. The campus was abuzz with activity, particularly since the Homecoming game was coming up just a week after Halloween, which was itself a huge party weekend for the students. 

The students in Professor White’s course on ghosts, demons, possessions, and the occult were particularly excited, for the Professor had announced the previous week that he would be selecting 10 student volunteers to accompany him on an overnight visit to the old Harper Mansion, where he would conduct a special class on the occult. The group would spend the entire Halloween night in the old and reportedly haunted mansion, conducting various tests to look for paranormal activity. Nearly all of the students in the class had added their names to the volunteer list, and today, Professor White would be announcing the names of the 10 lucky students. 

Harper Mansion was a large and long-abandoned mansion that rested on an expansive and derelict estate on the far side of town. Few ever visited the site, for Harper Mansion had a terrifying and titillating past, and was said by many to be haunted with the unquiet dead. As the story went, about 60 years ago, young men in the community began to go missing. These young men ranged in ages from 18 to 22, and were all very handsome and very athletic. Many of the missing men, in fact, were students and athletes at the university, while others were from the community at large or farther afield, with a handful coming from out of state. 

As the weeks went by and more and more young men went missing, the community became more and more agitated and outraged. Every police officer in the county was enlisted to help in the man hunt, but still more and more young men went missing, including one particularly handsome young police officer. Finally, a set of clues led the police to investigate Harper Mansion. 

The Harper family was a wealthy family, long established in town, and their history stretched far back. Though the family was well respected, there had long been rumors of madness in the family line. So when all clues led to Harper Mansion, few in town were terribly surprised. 

What the police were said to have found there was terrifying beyond anything that the town had ever known, beyond everyone’s worst nightmare. Beneath the rich and elegant trappings in the more public rooms of the enormous house, there was a torture chamber and den of horror unlike anything anyone had ever seen. Equipment and devises of all kinds, solely created for the infliction of pain and mutilation, filled room after room, and much of the equipment looked recently used. 

Worst of all, the police found the more than 90 missing young men, or their bodies at least. Dozens of bodies were heaped in the deepest cellar and in various stages of rot, from the many weeks dead to the only recently very recently deceased. The smell from the carnage was said to have been overpowering. Most of the men looked to be largely uninjured, except for their genitalia, which in every case had been horrifically mutilated or entirely removed. A few sturdy cocks remained undamaged, it was said, but not a single undamaged testicle remained. 

The patriarch of the family, Corbin Harper, was charged with nearly 100 counts of kidnapping, assault, and murder, and was hauled off to jail to await trial. But before the trial could begin, Corbin was found one morning burned to a crisp inside his jail cell. Nothing else in the cell was damaged, and no one had been allowed into or out of the prison – the cause of Corbin’s immolation remained a mystery. 

Stately Marguerite Harper, Corbin’s wife, was shattered by what had happened to her husband, and slowly went insane after his death. She lived on in the otherwise empty mansion for several more decades, until old age finally claimed her. The Harpers did have one child, a lovely but quiet young girl of 10 years named Evangeline. Evangeline was sent off to boarding school as the scandal came to light, and it was said that she never returned to the town where she was born. Rumor had it that young Evangeline came to her own tragic end in time, but no one knew when or how. 

Since the time of Marguerite’s death nearly 20 years ago, no one has inhabited the Harper Mansion. It was said to still be owned by the Harper family, likely some distant relations from the East Coast, but no one ever came to visit the house. All of the original furnishings were said to still be inside, including the torture equipment that Corbin Harper was said to have used to mutilate and kill all of those unfortunate young men. 

Some people said that the mansion is haunted to this day, that the ghosts of Corbin and Marguerite and the over 90 slain young men all wander the abandoned halls as restless spirits. Others said that an even more malevolent force occupies the dusty rooms of the old estate, waiting for more young male victims to claim…

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At 8:00 AM outside Room 216, the students in Professor White’s class gathered around a bulletin board to see who had been selected to go on the Halloween field trip. As a teacher’s aide tacked up the list, the crowd jostled to see who had been chosen. Great whoops and hollers went up from some of the young men in the crowd, and some of the bigger and beefier boys in the group started exchanging high fives to celebrate being picked. 

It soon became apparent that none of the girls in the class had been selected for the field trip, much to the dismay and crushed hopes of many a young woman who had hoped to spend a night in that big mansion with the man of their fantasies, Samuel White. And on second glance, it became clear that the young men selected for the field trip all fit the profile of the young men who had gone missing and been murdered 60 years before. All ten of the boys were star athletes on campus, and were both very handsome and extremely well built, all in the prime of their young lives. 

The crowd tittered with interest at the obvious theme of the selection, and some whispered that the Professor must be purposely stacking the deck, as it were, to induce some sort of paranormal activity. Others complained that it was a bad joke and in poor taste. But the majority of the students were titillated by the selection, and some good natured ribbing let the ten young men selected for the trip know that the others in the class were more than a little jealous. The college jocks themselves took it all in stride, puffing out their chests and otherwise strutting around as if they hadn’t a fear in the world. 

Little did they know the very real danger that they would soon be facing…

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As Professor Sam White assessed the ten young men arrayed before him, he smiled inwardly and congratulated himself on having assembled possibly the hottest group of testosterone-filled college jocks that the university had ever seen. Each of these ten young men was extraordinarily handsome and well built, and was a star athlete. And from the hidden cameras he had placed in showers, locker rooms, dorm rooms, and other locations both on and off campus, Samuel knew that each of these young men was exceptionally well hung as well, making them perfect for his plans. 

The ten young studs the Professor had hand picked to take part on this trip included: 

• Darin, a stunningly handsome man with all-American good looks and a killer body. The 6’2” muscle stud was a championship swimmer, and at a whopping 250 pounds of pure beef, the green-eyed hunk was by far the biggest and most muscular man on any swim team in the Tri-State area, and was in fact beefier than any professional swimmer. Darin’s soft brown hair often fell forward over his sparkling green eyes, making the young man look both more boyish and more sexy at the same time. It was said that the Speedo Company had to make a special swimsuit for Darin, as his massive junk was apparently too large to fit in any ordinary swimsuit. One thing was for certain – that massive bulge in his swim briefs brought at least as many fans to the games as the young man’s own amazing athleticism. 

• Ryan, whose 6’, 260-pound frame made him one of the bigger and more brutal players on the ice hockey team. With his soulful brown eyes, ginger-colored hair, cocky attitude, and rakish smile, Ryan was a bad boy favorite among the ladies. The young man's thickly muscled body and prodigious endowment didn't hurt his reputation either. 

• Tor, the blond haired and blue eyed shot putter, was the tallest of the ten boys at 6’6”. A young man of Scandinavian extraction and few words, Tor’s massive 290-pound physique of pure muscle belied the fact that he was a very gentle man at heart, gaining him the nickname "The Gentle Giant". Still, those massive muscles and 24-inch arms were not just for show, and Tor was one of the strongest men to ever pass through the university. The young bull stud had just turned 19, so he wasn't even full grown yet - there was a lot of speculation that Tor would almost certainly be on the upcoming Olympic shot put team next year, and was well on his way to breaking some World Records.  

• Rafael, a 19-year-old and the lone Latino in the group, who was a fast-rising star on the university’s undefeated soccer team. Built heavy and muscular for a soccer player, Rafael had the thick, muscular, and extremely well-defined thighs of a rugby player. Those massive thighs, his charming heart-stopping dimpled smile, dark eyes with their thick lashes, and thick and unruly jet black hair won him the hearts of many a woman and man. And his habit of not wearing any type of jockstrap or cup as he ran up and down the soccer field elicited the lust of many a fan in the packed audiences. The young Latino stud stood just shy of 5’10” tall, and weighed an impressive 210 pounds. 

• Lance, the all-star of the track and field team, who combined incredible speed on the track with awesome strength on the field exercises. The young, 20-year-old blond bombshell had classic good looks, and his shaggy blond hair and gorgeous blue eyes captured as many hearts as his perfect, Colgate smile. Lance was heavy for a track and field star, weighing 230 very muscular pounds on his 6’1” frame, making his impressive sporting records even more amazing. Most agreed that Lance would likely be joining Tor at the upcoming Summer Olympic Games next year. 

• Nick may have been the shortest of the ten men at only 5’8”, but he was far from the lightest. The all-star wrestler was built like a stout fireplug, packing 245 pounds of rock hard muscle onto his stocky frame. The guy was devastatingly handsome, with a square jaw, blue eyes, spiky blond hair, and rugged good looks, but his taciturn and bad ass demeanor kept most people from getting too close to him. 

• Brett, a blond and blue-eyed heart throb that was the star batter on the championship baseball team. No doubt Brett’s extraordinary chest and shoulder development had something to do with his extraordinary batting prowess. The 21-year-old stud packed nearly 240 pounds of very thick, very dense muscle on his 5’11” frame, making him one of the heaviest baseball players at the college level, or even in the professional game. And it was said that the size of the baseball bat swinging heavily between his legs rivaled the size of the one he swung at the extremely well-attended games. 

• Josh, the 18-year-old gymnast who, at 5’10” in height and 215 pounds of pure muscle, defied the convention wisdom that a relatively tall and muscular man could not make an excellent gymnast, for the young brown-haired beauty had won state championships the previous month, and was already one of the top favorite gymnasts to qualify for the U.S. Olympic gymnastics team next spring. 

• Dave, aka “Moose”, was a 22-year-old senior, and was by far the biggest man on the football team. Moose was a truly massive man, standing 6’4” tall and weighing a whopping 365 pounds of pure, Grade AAA muscle, making him even beefier than the massive Tor. Perhaps not the brightest man in the bunch, Moose was nonetheless a very popular guy on campus, both because of his friendly and disarming manner, and the fact that he gladly slept with both men and women, seemingly trying to bed as many as possible before he graduated at the end of this school year. With short dark brown hair, gray-blue eyes, heavy masculine features, and his massively muscular frame, Moose looked like nothing short of a super hero, and one of his other nicknames was indeed “Superman”. It was also widely reported that the meat hanging between his legs was every bit a match for the massive proportions of the rest of his huge body. 

• And finally there was Logan, the all-star football quarterback and the man all hoped would lead the team to victory at next week’s Homecoming game. Even among a group of extraordinary specimens of men like those assembled at the steps of the Harper Mansion, Logan stood out as something special. Standing 6’3” tall and weighing a mighty 325 pounds, the gigantic muscle hunk’s gargantuan size was made even more amazing by the fact that he was barely 18 years old, a brand new freshman who had earned the unprecedented honor of being the lead quarterback in his first year in college. Logan had the face of an Adonis, and his blue eyes and golden blond hair made him look like some sort of mythical hero both on the gridiron and off. A charming and soft spoken man, Logan also differed from most of the jocks by being a straight-A student, and he had little time for the socializing and bed-jumping games that the other athletes seemed to enjoy. In fact, no one had yet managed to bed the gorgeous stud, and so the speculation continued as to just how much of that massive bulge in his football pants was really him, and how much was his cup. 

The ten beefy and handsome jocks were all dressed for a chilly Halloween night weather, wearing jeans and heavy jackets and multiple layers of clothes, and all were carrying flashlights, bedrolls, and other equipment to help them explore the mansion and spend at least a relatively comfortable night inside. None of them would have admitted any fear to his fellows, but Professor White was sure that each of these young studs had to be filled with at least SOME anxiety about what the night would being. Nearly 100 young men much like themselves had perished here under brutal circumstances 60 years before, and so it would only be normal to be a little worried of what the coming night would bring. 

Of course, none of the ten boys could have possibly conceived the terrors that awaited them inside. 

Professor Samuel White led his small entourage to the foot of the mansion’s front steps, and then addressed the young men, explaining the night’s assignment. Each of the boys was to go exploring in the house, splitting up so that each would spend the night in a different room — alone. Each student was to record any unusual events that they encountered, and under no circumstances were any of them allowed to leave the mansion before dawn. Failure to follow these rules would result in a failing grade in the class, which few of the jocks could afford. 

Both nervous and emboldened, the ten handsome jocks followed Samuel up the creaking, rickety stairs to the front door, which the Professor then unlocked. The double doors swung open into a cavernous but unlit interior. As the ten studs turned on their flashlights and shined them around the great entry, they saw exactly the sort of sights they’d expected — a huge two-story foyer, double grand stairways leading to the second floor, elegant but decaying antique rugs and furnishings covered in decades of dust and cobwebs, and multiple doors leading off to other rooms. 

Professor White addressed his studly students one last time and told them that it was time to split up and seek their individual rooms for the night. At dawn, they would all regroup here in the foyer and compare notes about the night’s events. With a smile and wink, Professor White wished his ten students good luck, and then watched as they dispersed in various directions into the mansion’s interior. 

A smiling Samuel White knew that none of these handsome boys would ever be leaving this house alive or intact…