It didn't take long for the newly created 'Alpha Bro' Carl to spread the "were-breeder" curse among the other gay students in his dormitory. He could hardly hide his disgust when he came out into the hall looking for his bros and finding only beta fags everywhere. With so many effected at once, and in proximity to one another, the curse was able to warp a goodly portion of the dormitory into the newest fraternity on the university campus. Nearly half of the modern multi-story building collapsed in on itself as it split away to become an old three story Victorian house with huge porch and an epic pool in the back. As its formerly gay members settled into various shades of jocks and bros inside its creaking wooden walls, the proud Greek letters "ΜΑΝ" pressed themselves outward just above the twin front doors.
Pretty soon, the members of Mu Alpha Nu had a pretty raucous party going, drawing in new pledges and potential victims for the curse. However, that wasn't enough for Carl Anderson and some of his best bros. The party needed way more chicks and babes, stat! With fist-bumps and high-fives, the frat boys knew the perfect place to find some would be at one of the sororities. Perhaps at the nudging influence of the curse, the pack of alpha bros decided that the local lesbian house, Delta Iota Kappa, would be a good place to start with...
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Meanwhile, one of the sorority sisters of Delta Iota Kappa had an encounter with another victim of the curse. Sandra Blake had been disgusted by an encounter with a group of fundamentalist Christians who'd invaded the campus under the leadership of that wacka-doo preacher Pastor James Truman. She could still feel his condemnation ringing in her ears...
"You who have chosen the path of the deviant shall suffer for your sinful gay ways. Mark my words, a change is coming for you and yours..."
She didn't know the reason why the words of the preacher stuck with her was he was the patient zero for the "were-breeder" curse, and that it had already latched onto her, digging deep into her mind to await its inevitable triggering and her change into someone far more hetero. Her own lustful thoughts about her sorority sisters as she approached the house was exactly what it was looking for, and it went to work quickly.
Her very masculine wardrobe began to change, her baggy flannel shirt and blue jeans shifting and warping into a hot pink sweater and tight low-rise jeans. Her somewhat plain assets also morphed greatly, her now d-cup breasts pressing outward to command attention while her juicy heart-shaped rear was highlighted by the pink thong now nestled between her round cheeks which peeked over her jeans. Her plain face disappeared under a layer of cosmetics that served to emphasize her plump red lips and high cheek bones. The dry brown hair she'd had bound into a tight bun burst free in an explosion of blonde that came down to her back. Her boots had twisted themselves into a pair of black sneakers with pink accents.
Inside her mind, Sandra's thoughts of fun with the girls were being interrupted by a flood of the things she could be doing with some cute guys. She shook her to clear these strange thoughts, but only found herself returning to them. After all, this university had the hottest guys in the country, according her fave sites on the web. She moaned a little as thoughts of those hot bods welled up from her memories, even as her various lesbian encounters faded. Chewing on the bubblegum that appeared in her mouth, Sandi Waters entered the doors of the sorority. As they closed behind her, the first insults to her once-fellow lesbians spilled out of the hyper-hetero slut's mouth and began to spread the curse. It wouldn't be long before Delta Iota Kappa became Beta Alpha Epsilon, as evidenced by the Greek letters ΔΙΚ on the sign outside of the building which began twisting into ΒΑΕ...