"Uhh yea alright." Feeling slightly guilty you take a sip. As the fizzy liquid hits your tongue you realize how thirsty you are and start pouring the rest into your mouth. Too soon you find yourself holding an empty can, trying to shake out the last few drops, "Aww man..."
"Are you sure you don't want another one?" Jeff suggests cracking open another can, "Maybe meet some of the guys. It'll be a good practice if you decide to rush again later, no one will recognize you if I change you back so you can get all your mistakes out of the way now!"
"Really you'll change me back?" you ask, warily taking the can Jeff holds out to you.
"Sure, after we've had some fun!" Jeff opened another one for himself, "when else will you get a chance to do whatever you want without anyone knowing it's you?"
"Well I guess I can stay for a few more drinks..."
"That's the spirit!" Jeff clanks his can against yours and you both start chugging down your brews, "All right lets join the bros."
Before you realize what's happening you have emptied your can. Still eager for more you look around to notice Jeff has already started walking to the lounge room. Quickly shuffling after him you watch as all the bros he walks past gives him a high five or introduces themselves. You try to follow Jeff without attracting any attention but as you make your way through the room jocks start rubbing your belly, groping at your jiggling man boobs and slapping your ass and laughing at you. When you make it to Jeff who was waiting in a quiet spot in the corner he passes you a cold bottle. This time however he didn't open it for you.
"Uhhh Jeff, can you open my beer for me?" you ask shyly, "I don't want everyone to see my penis."
"C'mon bro, you can do it yourself. What are you still holding your puny dick for?" Jeff asks putting his arm around your shoulder, his own flaccid member rubbing against your chubby thigh, "Are you scared it's going to fall off? Take your hand away or people will start thinking your feeling yourself up."
"But it's ...tiny..." you whisper, not minding the big cock pressing up against your flesh, "everyone will laugh and make fun of me."
"You think they won't make fun of you when you're a wimpy nerd?" scoffs Jeff, opening his own brown bottle "This is a good chance for you to, grow some thicker skin. Bros don't want to hang around a little wuss who can't take a joke. Besides it's not your real dick, what do you care if everyone laughs."
The cogs turn slowly in your drunken head. Jeff is starting to make a lot of sense. "Yea I think you're right!" your eyes dart around the room nervously making sure no one is watching and you quickly fumble around and twist open the cap with a hiss. Suddenly feeling anxious you take a sip and go to cover yourself again.
"Good on you bro!" praises Jeff, forcing a second open bottle into your hand empty, preventing you from covering up again, "Trust me, jocks like a guy who can laugh at themselves. That's why they're all so friendly with me. If anyone gives you a hard time just play along and they'll respect you for it."
"You really think so?" you ask, nervously rubbing your stubby thumb along both of the long thick bottle necks in your meaty fists, "Shouldn't I prove I'm not a pushover beta?"
"Nah theres plenty of time for that later, we're freshmen, so for now you get to sit back, drink the beers, laugh off the jokes and go with the flow." explained Jeff, twisting open a third bottle with his arm still around you. Instead of taking a sip he raises the bottle to your lips and started tilting it into your mouth, "There's no need to trouble yourself with all the macho alpha male dick measuring contest stuff until you're an upperclassmen. Don't you agree?"
With Jeff's bottle still sliding down your tongue and pouring cold beer down your throat you nod your head and muffle out an agreement.
"Atta' boy Guzzler." Jeff pats you on the stomach, smiling, "Besides I don't think you'll be winning any dick measuring contests tonight anyway."
At that last comment your little hard nub jumps as Jeff pours out the last drops and pulls the bottle from your chubby face leaving you feeling empty. You replace it with one of the bottles in your hand, then continue onto the other one, feeling more and more buzzed by the second as they are chugged down. Once both have been polished off feel a rumbling in your enormous gut and let out a thunderous belch, drawing everyone's attention to you. You look around and realize Jeff is no where to be seen.
"Hey Guzzler, when was the last time you saw your cock?"
"I thought you were trying to cover something up but your gut already does that for you!"
"How do you even jerk off? Do you need a periscope to find it?"
You are about to snap back an angry retort but then you see Jeff approaching, carrying a keg under one arm and remember what he said about playing along.
"Uhh...It's usually submarines with the periscopes, not the whales!"
The room roars with laughter. At least your overhanging belly covers your pubic region meaning they are not aware of how severely under endowed you are.
"All right Guzzler," Jeff interrupts, thumping the keg on a nearby table "time to prove you can guzzle anything!"
"You really think I can drink that whole keg?" you whisper unsure.
"Sure, and after this everyone will be impressed." Jeff whispers back, shoving the hose in your mouth, "You have to drink all though, and if an alpha offers you any more beer, drink all that too or they'll think you're weak."
With that Jeff pulls the lever and beer begins flowing into your mouth at an alarming rate. The room begins to chant,
"CHUG CHUG CHUG"
You gulp down mouthful after mouthful, at Jeff's encouragement. The world begins to go hazy but every swallow is accompanied by an increasingly pleasant buzz.
After what feels like a full three minutes the beer finally abates and you feel better than you ever have. You vaguely acknowledge everyone's applause and as throw your arms up in victory. However the sudden movement makes you fall off balance and topple over backwards onto a large beanbag you don't remember being there. The world is spinning as you lie partially upside down with your legs spread. You can hear the cheering being replaced by laughter as you lay there not wanting to move.
"Holy fuck his dick really is lost!"
"That or he has the tiniest cock ever!"
You didn't even realize your current position exposed the dimple where your penis was supposed to be. You drunkenly try to cover yourself again but being bloated by the beer only manage to get your fingers pushing down on your pubic fat making it look as though you are attempting to make your meager penis stick out more. The comments have your little cock begin expanding to it's full one inch and the head just pokes to the surface.
"Oh my god! He does have one! What the hell kind of dick is that?"
"It's like a little nipple! He's the biggest guy here but he has the tiniest dick!"
"Even when he pushes all that blubber back it's still a useless wee wee!"
You take your hands away, allowing your wee wee to sink back into your pubic fat, and instead try to push yourself up. As you finally manage to sit up you see the fraternity vice-president standing over you.
"How do you expect to be an alpha with a little ant dick like that?" scoffs Thad, with his arms crossed. He begins unzipping his jeans, "*This* is an alpha cock!"
A large thick flesh tube flops out of his fly dangling in front of you, accompanied with cheers from the crowd. Your jaw drops at the sight and you feel your little pee pee jumping with excitement.
"Who would want that when they could have this?" Thad smirked, waggling his cock up and down, and stepping closer "How do you ever expect to pleasure anyone with a useless little pimple dick? You should be a cock sucker for all the good that little thing will do you."
You see Jeff standing behind Thad waving you on. What was it he said? Play along?
"Haha yea I guess I should practice sucking on real dicks since mine is so useless." you chuckle nervously
Thad gives you a grin. "You thirsty? How about a beer?" He cracks open a can of beer "I heard you'll guzzle anything."
You look behind him to see Jeff flashing you a thumbs up and hazily remember something about accepting any drink.
"Uh sure, thanks."
"Open wide!" Still standing above you Thad begins pouring slowly and you open your mouth institutionally to lap it up. He steps closer and before you can react the beer is running down his cock and into your mouth. You remember what Jeff said and make sure you keep drinking until the tip of his penis is on your lips and the beer running along his cock begins to slow. "Make sure you don't waste a single drop!"
With that he pushes his wet cock into your mouth. This was all part of the joke right? You should play along. Besides you have to drink the whole beer! You take his hardening seven inches deep into your mouth, finding the taste of beer and cock intoxicating. You're own little dick is dripping with excitement as you release a pleasurable moan. There are cheering and laughter from all around.
"That's it Thad show him what it means to be an alpha!"
"How do you like finally being able to play with a real cock instead of a pathetic nub?"
"Give him more Thad! Let's see if he's as good a guzzler as he says he is!"
Thad obliges the crowd and begins thrusting his hips back and forth his cock growing to a fully hard nine inches, ramming it's way down your throat. You expect it to be uncomfortable but it seems like the most natural and satisfying feelings you have ever felt like that first sip of beer. As you are lost in a haze of drunk ecstasy you hear Jeff's voice.
"That's it Guzzler, you can do it!"
His voice was shortly joined by others.
"Yea Guzzler you got this!"
"Guzzle that bro!"
"Guzzler. Guzzler. Guzzler..."
Soon everyone is chanting your name (you nick name at least) and Thad his pumping in rhythm with the chant. After a while he begins losing rhythm fucking faster and harder. After an intense minute he roars, firing volley after volley of thick cum down your gullet. As that first drop hits your tongue you feel your own little dicklet jump with delight while the crowd cheers the two of you on. You suck out every drop, draining his balls of all their delicious jock semen and guzzling it down in big gulps. After a full minute of milking his brohood begins to deflate and as the large thick cock is pulled out of your mouth it is immediately replaced with cool glass.
"Good job Guzzler, you earned this." praises Jeff, as he feeds the beer into you, "you really proved yourself to everyone."
"Ya really think?" you ask as the bottle empties. Everyone is eying you up and down with a hungry look, "Why is everyone staring at me like that?"
"They're probably really want you to join the frat now," Jeff assures you, popping open another bottle, and handing it to you, "I told you, now they see you can take a joke they think you're great!"
You push your heavy body up to stand and are about to express your doubts when a thick muscled arm clap around your shoulder.
"You know what Guzzler, I was wrong about you," grins Thad, leaning against your chubby frame and, shoving an open beer can into your empty hand, "You're all right. We could use a guy like you around here! Why don't I give you and Jeff a tour of the rest of the house. What do you want to see first?"