"You work on the antidote. I mean WORK on it, I don't want a 'working' antidote, just like your 'not working' powder" replied Adam. "I'm going out for a while, see what things are like as Adame"
Adame wondered campus for a while, wondering what he could do. As he walked down the halls, he felt eyes lock onto his ass and his breasts. Since this was an all male school, most of the boys were totally sex-starved. He went down to the cafeteria, and people were tripping over themselves to offer him a seat. Adame walked around until he found some of his friends, most of whom were on the football team. "Hey there sweet thing, who are you, and how are you?" replied Craig, one of his most 'jock-like' friends. Craig was always braging about what a stud he was, and how he had a way with the ladies. "Not bad. My name's Adame, I'm just here visiting a friend" replied Adam smoothly. He made sure to pronounce the 'e' in his name, to change his name. Craig and the others offered to take him to a party, and Adame agreed.
They all went to the party, and had a hell of a time. Adame impressed them all with her drinking abilities, coming in only second to Craig. Adame started to get a little tipsy, when Craig offered her a ride home. Adame agreed heartily, and Craig and her got in the car. As they were driving to the school, Craig began to feel horny. He started to rub his package through his pants, and Adame saw it begin to swell. Craig was taking a deserted route to the school, when he pulled over. "Hey babe, since I'm helping you with this ride home, how about you help me by riding something else?" he said, grinning. He unzipped his pants, and his rock-hard dick sprang free from his pants. Adame stared at it, and realized something. In the locker rooms, Craig was always going on about fucking some girl with his 'huge 8 incher', but what he was stroking now was barely bigger than 6 inches. It might have been 7 at the very most. He reached across, and seized Adame's hand, and forcefully made Adame rub his dick. "Aw yeah bitch, you love this don't you?" moaned Craig, and a fear began to rise in Adame. It was both a fear, and a memory. Once, he had heard a rumour that Craig didn't totally score with his women. He was rumoured to use drugs, potions, and he had even raped one or two women. Adame had just thought those as stupid rumours spread by jealous guys, but with Craig's very firm grip, and the look in his eyes, Adame thought one thing: "I'm going to get raped..."