As Guzzler is shown around the frat they end up in the basement.
An almost creepy older fratboy said "and now here is where the entertainment begins."
There was a rack of slings. Some stocks and several kegs of beer in the corner.
"This" the older fratboy said, "is the dungeon of pleasure."
Another hopped in and said "Yea this is where we bang our bitches."
Guzzler was scrutinizing the slings and Jeff noticed it.
"Don't worry these slings will hold any bitch we bring down here. But we got to get them drunk enough to come down."
He paused a moment and then said "I bet they would even hold your girth which would keep them collapsing when we bang them."
"Here try it you will see how sturdy they are. Even with you banging a bitch or two you wont bring this down."
Jeff knew that Guzzler was a bit intoxicated but didn't know if he was that intoxicated that he would climb up into the sling. He put down a step stool. "Come on you will see it will even hold you."
Guzzler gingerly stepped onto the stool and lifted himself up into the sling. The leather creaked from the stress and the chains clanked to show they were doing their job. Guzzler sat on the edge testing the weight and eventually laid back in the sling. "Gosh this is comfortable."
Guzzlers head began to swim with the sudden change in position. Now Jeff walked up and showed Guzzler the funnel and the tube attached to one of the chains toward his head. "This is where we keep them drunk the entire time they are here. And when we are done we drop them off somewhere in Mexico to either find their way back or at a brothel to entertain the locals."
"Here try this." Jeff handed Guzzler the tube and he stuck it in his mouth and a pitcher was raised to the funnel.
It took only moments for him to drain the funnel and he was out. When he woke he felt as though he had been there for months. His belly had indeed grown such that he was unable to see over it. And he noticed that his legs were in shackles raised up and his hands were in cuffs linked to the chains.
Jeff was there petting Guzzler's hair. "I told you that if you wanted to make the change to be in the frat that the change was permanent. I did give you long life and excellent health but you will never go back to the way you were."
Jeff moved around to between his legs and popped up between them. Guzzler could only see his head over his belly. Suddenly he felt a pop at his ass as Jeff removed the plug that Guzzler found was keeping his ass stretched. In moments Guzzler felt himself being lubed up and being penetrated by Jeff's massive cock. The emptiness of the plug being removed felt so much nicer when it was replaced with Jeff's cock.
"Tonight is your coming out party. We are going to have a frat party like no frat party ever known. And even though you have been well used these past months you might even be sore by the time it is done but don't worry the beer will flow freely and you can hold a whole lot more than when you came. Ready for some fun?"