You continue screaming as you fall and hit the ground, bouncing and sliding across the front lawn of Zetta Alpha Phi. Thankfully your enormous ass cheeks cushion your landing leaving behind a wide ditch in the dirt. Music and voices are raging from inside the house and several bros smoking outside spot the two buck naked freshmen on the lawn.
"Get off that blubber butt bro. Time to get in there!" Jeff orders. His large cock blurs into view swaying pendulous in front of your face as you look up to see him standing over you, thick arms crossed. "There's cold beers and warm cocks inside, both dripping for you!"
You look around and see other muscled bros pointing and laughing, holding up their phones to take photos. As the embarrassment sinks in, you imagine yourself on your knees pleasuring an entire houseful of alphas. Something small and firm yet fleshy begins poking somewhere around the underside of your overhanging belly. To your horror you realize it must be your new tiny dicklet. Was this how you were going to spend the next four years of your life? Horny at the thought a bunch of alphas using you as a fuck toy and being humiliated? Especially by the newly transformed Jeff who probably now had a thick stiff cock hard and ready to dive deep into any hole he-... you shake your your head and try to clear your thoughts. no... Hell no! This meat-head frat bro thought giving you few extra hundred pounds and a nub dick would turn you into a cock-sucker? Not if you can help it!
"F-fuck off Jeff," you splutter, "I wanna be an Alpha, not some frat bitch!"
"Oh? Guess I was wrong. I'll just change you back then..." he trails off. You sigh with relief, about to say thanks, but Jeff continues, "...if you make it through initiation! Now enough chit chat, how do you expect to be an alpha sitting around on your fat ass all day?"
Though you can't see Jeff's expression under the menacing monstrous mask you suspect he is smirking as he zooms out of sight once again. Before you can object you feel yourself lifted off the ground by the wind and shoved through the front door of Zetta Alpha Phi house. The crowd of jocks turn to see you standing in the hall. You instinctively move your hands down to cover your privates (not that you need to, no one can see them). Everyone starts roaring with laughter.
"Wow, which one of you rented the jumping castle?" jeers someone from the crowd.
"Those are the biggest titties I've ever seen!" remarked one of the guests, "you're in the wrong place! sororities are down the street!"
"We usually don't make the rushees strip down until they become pledges," laughed someone from the crowd, "you must be really desperate fatso."
Everyone continues to point and laugh at your expense, making fun of your weight. Your cheeks glow red and you try to stammer out a response. Jeff steps out from behind and stand next to you with his hands on his hips unabashedly showing off of his cock.
"Sorry guys, I read the calendar wrong," Jeff jokes loudly, flexing his large muscles "brought all this beef but the barbecue is scheduled tomorrow!"
The laughter continues but now it's mixed with loud cheers.
"Fuckin' hell, that's a lot of sausage!"
"Gnarly mask bro! Looks awesome!"
"This is the kind of proactive initiative we're looking for at Zetta Alpha Phi!" comments an older jock clapping Jeff on the back and handing him a glistening can of beer. "I think you'll fit in just fine! We haven't had such a wild card in a while. The name's Thad, vice-president."
"Thanks bro, name's Jeff" he accepts the can and slaps you on the back "And try to go easy on my porky pal. If you give old guzzler here a chance, you'll see he knocks 'em back hard."
"Ha alright if you say so bro," Thad responds, grabbing another beer out of a nearby cooler and handing it to you. "Here you go Guzzler, have as many as you want."
"T-thanks," You nervously move one hand away from your crotch and politely accept the can before you manage to stutter, "My name is-"
You are interrupted as everyone begins to chant "CHUG CHUG CHUG". Jeff has opened his can and is now glugging it all down in one go. After a few seconds he crushes it against his head to more cheers before everyone starts looking at you expectantly. You freeze on the spot, if you move your other hand away to open your beer you'll expose your tiny penis to everyone (or at least you reveal the area where your penis should be visible). Thankfully Jeff comes to your rescue.
"Don't worry guys," he assures the crowd, cracking open a second beer "he's slow to start but by the end of the night he'll guzzle down more bros... I mean brews than anyone. Isn't that right Guzzler?"
"Uhh yea," you respond awkwardly. "But that's not my n-"
"There you have it!" Jeff interrupts, holding up his can, "Cheers to ZETTA ALPHA PHI!"
Everyone cheers merrily before they all return to what they were doing before you entered.
"Here you go!" Jeff grabs your closed can, and pushes the open one into your hand "Drink up Guzzler!"
"Please Jeff, just change me back and let me return to the dorm," you plead quietly, "This is embarrassing."
"C'mon, you're the one who wanted to be a frat bro," Jeff says, opening the can he took from you "And look at all these sexy men, are you sure you don't wanna get down on your knees and suck them all off?"
You start to picture every one naked, surrounding you with big throbbing cocks and-
"NO!" you shout. A few guys glance at the sudden outburst and you go down to a whisper, "No I-I-"
"Well if that's how you feel..." Jeff lowers his drink, and looks at you with disappointed eyes "Can you at least finish your drink? All I really wanted was to have a beer with my bro."