The entire room was silent after Dill's question. Most were either high or drunk and believed the sight before them was simply a figment of their imagination. Those who were still half sober simply didn't want to admit that they were hard after what happened. No one except the original foursome knew that Derek's pheromones were starting to reach their noses and it was having its intended effects. Judgement clouded, they were simply confused about why they were aroused by something so opposite to their original orientation.
Kyle, on the other hand, was simply hurt and angry. Dill was his best friend and these fags had stolen him. How could he even be seen with such a fag? Besides, he seemed to act completely different now anyways, there was no way they'd get along. All they wanted was to join their brothers' frat and use it to get drugs, girls and money, and definitely none of this shit. He wanted revenge, but he also knew that it was dangerous to even go near the twinks. He glanced over at the naked blonde man who was clearly the leader of this fiasco. He was whispering something to the skinny brunette fag who walked in with him. Suddenly, the blonde fag spoke up.
"Derek honey, you haven't worked up enough of a sweat. Since you know how to use your body hypnotically well, go use the stripper pole that's always been in the center of the room there to show these frat boys what they're missing out on," Lucas ordered. Kyle watched the redhead strut up to the stripper pole and begin a routine that, true to Lucas' word, couldn't be described as anything besides hypnotic. Had Kyle not seen that Lucas was planning something with the brunette he whispered to, Kyle might've just sat back and watched. It was an entrancing sight, and there was some aroma emanating from the redhead that smelled amazing. Slowly, one of the guys across from Kyle unconsciously unzipped his jeans and began stroking himself. No one judged him. In fact, some even followed suit. Kyle only barely managed to tear his eyes away from Derek long enough to realize the brunette was standing right behind him and his brother.
"Hi guys, I'm Taylor. I'll be making you both sexy today! Here's your order of one batch of jizz, cumming right up," Taylor chirped, giggling at his parody of a waiter delivering an order. Kyle was too late to react, only managing to get himself out of the way before the brunette twink exploded onto Kyle's brother. Mark instantly stopped looking at Derek's performance to see what had happened. Ordinarily, the buff blonde college senior would've been horrified at what had happened. Instead, he just stared at Taylor. In his mind, Mark was horny, and here was a guy who likely had a willing hole to fuck. The answer was simple for Mark as he got up and began removing his clothes to fuck the twink. Kyle was shocked to see his brother gladly rip off his boxers and line himself up with the brunette's boypussy. Just as he got ready to enter, Taylor stopped him.
"Hold on honey, I need to be lubed up first. Like, you need to rim me good," Taylor explained. Upon seeing the brothers' confusion, he clarified. "Lick my asshole you stud."
Seeing Mark's reluctance, Kyle was slightly relieved to see a hint of resistance left in him. Just as Kyle stood up to help his brother escape, Taylor pulled out all the stops. The brunette quickly bent over and show the massive blonde muscle man his smooth boypussy. "Come on stud, it's just like licking a regular pussy. Except this time it's totes better cause it's a boypussy!" Taylor explained while shaking his butt. "If you do it now, I promise I'll make sure to fuck your brains out," he continued, not actually lying.
The combination of multiple drugs and Derek's pheromones left Mark with no hesitation as he dove into the brunette RA's hole before Kyle could stop him, sealing Mark's fate. He began lathering up the hole with spit, his straightness crumbling more and more with each lick. Through Kyle's pleas to stop, Mark earnestly rimmed the twink, smiling into his minstrations as he became firmly bisexual. The hairy blonde man drove into Taylor with even more passion as his attraction to the male body increased. Finally, Kyle resorted to physically attempting to pull Mark off his partner to get him to stop, but Mark was clearly the stronger of the two. After all, Mark had taught Kyle all the wrestling techniques he knew. It was why Kyle was so good at the sport. Both their incredibly muscled bodies and numerous tattoos made them shoo-ins for the pro leagues. The thing, as he was clearly the stronger of the two, Mark would still definitely win, and in their countless practices he made sure Kyle knew it. That's why, when Mark stopped rimming Taylor and threw Kyle to the ground, Kyle was even more terrified than before.
"What the fuck do you want Kyle? Can't you fucking see that I'm about to fuck this sweet twink's boypussy? Leave me the fuck alone!" Mark roared. With that, he pushed Taylor to the floor, lined his 10" cock up to Taylor's hole and slid right in. God, this was why he was gay, Mark thought. Twink ass felt great. He began brutally fucking the twink's ass, twisting Taylor's nipples and kissing him just right. Mark's technique was amazing, and he wanted to make sure the twink knew it. He was pleased as the brunette twink quickly blew his load, which Mark licked up greedily.
While Mark began licking his way to mentally becoming a twink, Kyle looked around. The frat brother he saw across the room, an Asian bodybuilder named Jason who had multiple piercings and tattoos, was currently naked as Jared began giving him a lap dance, both parties enjoying the show. Meanwhile, Lucas and Kevy were double teaming Brad, an ex-convict and ironically the son of the mayor, as they "reformed" him by rapidly diminishing his muscle mass and his intelligence and greatly increasing his cuteness and sluttiness.
As Kyle began slowly walking backwards in an attempt to reach the door, he questioned where Dill had gone. The answer slowly crept up on him and wrapped his arms around Kyle's waist as the blonde shrieked in horror.
"Hey sexy," Dill teased. "Wanna have some fun?"
"Get the fuck off of me," Kyle yelled, yanking Dill's arms off of him. "I don't care who you were or what you want. I will not become a fag so don't fucking touch me!"
"But babe, I thought we were, like, total besties," Dill reasoned.
"Not anymore, not as long as you're a fag like this," Kyle stated. With that he attempted to push past Dill but the brunette pledge was unphased.
"Not all of you seems to agree," Dill stated as he cupped Kyle's raging boner.
In all honesty, Kyle was already trying to hold back the entire time. He didn't know why, but he was just so horny! It was practically killing him. He looked back as he saw his brother pull out of Taylor. The former wrestler might've still had the body of a fighter, but after devouring multiple loads from Taylor, Marky's mind no longer had any knowledge of it. It was clear as he sexily kissed his way down Taylor's body and began sucking the RA's cock, giggling as he proceeded. He acted like an airhead and soon he'd look like one too. It would probably look a lot like Jason, who now Kyle could only remember as Jace, the slutty token Asian in the frat who chose to fight stereotypes by being as dumb and slutty as possible. He and Brad were now 69-ing on the carpet, adding more stains to it as the newly skinny twinks produced a disproportionate amount of cum.
Dill noticed the slight yearning in his best friend's eyes. "You could be as happy as us. Just relaxing and having fun," Dill explained. He had already unzipped Kyle's jeans and was fishing out the blonde brute's cock. "Look at them. They're having so much fun. You know you wanna join them."
Kyle's judgement was clouded as Dill's sexy voice creeped in. He did wanna have fun. Life was so stressful sometimes. Honestly the main reason he wanted to be a part of this frat was that he looked up to Marky. With their parents gone all the time, Kyle looked up to his older brother for guidance. As watched the man who he respected so much and who he worked so hard to be like take a long lick of Taylor's cock, he couldn't help but admit this might be better for them. They were already addicted to some bad things and this might be a turnaround for them. He was never too much into the criminal and contraband life anyways. He looked at Dill, who was waiting for permission from him. The twink clearly saw Kyle as his best friend still and wanted him to want this before they continued. As he watched his brother's body shrink with each suck, memories of them working out together vanished as Kyle was the only worked who worked out to gain muscle anymore. All the wrestling techniques Marky had taught Kyle over the years were gone as Marky's body became much more suited for dancing than wrestling. A part of Kyle knew there was something missing from their relationship. Maybe succumbing would be for the best. His old brother and best friend were gone, but he could have them back with this.
Then, he looked at the remaining frat members on the other side of the room. Many of the brothers had been transformed before their very eyes, but for some reason no one was trying to get away. Possibly the panic from the situation made them feel trapped. Perhaps it was something else. Shouldn't Kyle be trying to save them? Shouldn't he be trying to help them? He looked at Kevy, who was nearby the remaining men. He often recalled his brother's clostest friend ranting loudly about how terrible "fags" were and how if the government was good for something they'd be gone. The formerly homophobic thug seemed to be having the time of his life as he rode Austin, the heroin addict who's saggy body was beginning to see youth again as jacked off Kevy. Both men seemed happier after their changes, Kyle realized. The rest of the frat would be, too. He took one last look at the remaining frat members, some of whom had seen him and were begging for help. They'd be helped, Kyle thought. In fact, Kyle would save them.
His decision made, he took a hard look at Dill before smashing his lips into the brunette's. If this was going to happen, Kyle was going to enjoy it. He picked up his best friend and pushed him against a wall as he nestled his cock in Dill's boypussy. Immediately, Kyle began feeling desire for his friend. As he quickly sped up, Kyle began recalling memories of them doing this before, with him loving every minute of it. Meanwhile, memories of all his straight sexual experiences popped out of his head one by one. Even Tara, the smoking hot girl in Wicked's sister sorority who was all over Kyle was suddenly being forgotten. He couldn't even remember what he liked about women really. Soon, he knew that he was gay, and he loved it. He began stroking his best friend/boyfriend's dick and his attraction and love for the twink he was fucking grew exponentially. All the hair on his body was quickly receding into Kyle while his tattoos started morphing and gaining color. By the time his body hair was gone, his tattoos had morphed together to look like one long, pink tail that looked like a devil's tail up until the tip, which looked like a cock head. It was a testament to how devilishly slutty he was and Kyle loved it.
Just as Dill got ready to blow, Kyle felt two more sets of hands roam his body. He looked down to see his brother and Taylor smiling up at him as they licked his shaft and Dill's boypussy. The last part of Kyle's straight, sensable self began realizing what was wrong. That small part of him still disgusted at how gay this all was and wasn't influenced by Derek's pheromones wanted to fight back. Just as it was about to break free and make a comment about disgusted he was, Dill came, causing Kyle to feel much different about the situation. His sneer that had formed turned to a smile as he suddenly giggled and then giggled some more after hearing how high pitched his voice had become. His mind began clouding over as his fate was sealed. As new desires began to take hold within Kyle, he slipped out of Dill slowly slid to his knees as Dill stood up. Eagerly, he began deepthroating Taylor's shaft, which was covered in cum from Marky's transformation, while jacking off Marky and Dill. The effect magnified Kyle's transformation, causing him to think and look more like a twink very quickly. Years of work at the gym disappeared as years of dancing with his brother showed in both his mind and body. As Kyle's ass ballooned out, he repositioned his brother so that he could suck both Marky and Taylor's cock simultaneously, inflating Kyle's lips. He used the free hand to finger his boypussy, now nestled between two massive new globes. As Kyle looked up, he saw his brother staring down at him, proud of blonde's sluttiness. With pride that his role model was pleased with him, Kyle sucked with greater determination. Soon the trio was ready to blow, so Taylor slipped out of Kyle's mouth (much to Kyle's dismay) and shoved his dick into the new twink's hole, cumming on the spot. Marky, with his 3" cock, wouldn't do as well in Kyle's ass, so he came down his brother's throat. The combined effect made Kyle moan in pleasure, his voice reaching a lisping, sing-song, high tenor in the process. Meanwhile, since Taylor entering his ass left his hand free again, Kyle used both of his hands to get Dill off in seconds, coating the blonde pledge in his boyfriend's juices. As he jacked off Dill a little more to get everything out, the cum in Kyle's hair dried into pink highlights to complement his tattoo while the cum on his face dried to make Kyle look more cute and innocent.
By the time the bukkake was done, the combined effects of the three twinks left possibly Lucas' best creation yet. When the boys separated the formerly well built blonde brute with a number of nasty tattoos and an alcohol and smoking addiction was replaced with a cute, slim blonde and pink haired twink with one cute, naughty, tattoo that accented his sexuality. The former wrestler now enjoyed dancing and would likely join a strip club after graduation even though he was in college for dance like his brother. The only thing he had an addiction to was cum and the guys who made it for him as he was often found in the dirtiest and hottest of situations to get the most cocks possible. His open relationship with his best friend Dill made it incredibly easy for Kyle to be the sluttiest and most flamboyant twink on campus.
Lucas, who'd been so horny from the pheromones that he had to senselessly fuck Derek multiple times, had just temporarily satisfied himself as he looked around to find Taylor. When he found him and saw his latest twink, the man was pretty much ready to go once again. First, however, he knew that something this perfect being had to be used for a much more important purpose, he thought growing hard.