Colin stumbled into the hall as the bathroom door slammed behind him. Unlike the previous guys who had been kicked out, he wasn't mad, doesn't even tried to open the door to get back, only stood there slightly confused, holding the Speedo and giving in to its corruption.
Just down the hall, Max and his lover were interrupted from their makeout session by the slamming door. They quickly rose and started to move to make sure their new victim couldn't escape. But their primitive Speedo Fag minds quickly realized that wasn't going to happen. They could smell Colin's pent-up sexual frustration and even noticed the Speedo in his hands. This one would be a willing convert to the Brotherhood.
"Pl... please. Make me like you."
With a confident smirk, Max walked over. Colin marveled at how Max's new, perfect body moved until he was standing, imposingly, right in front of him.
"Strip..." Ordered Max, with deep voice.
"Yes... yes..." Said Colin obediently and eventually removed his clothes.
His whole body was shaking and his heart nearly jumped out, as he stepped into the Speedo and slid it up, shivering with pleasure when the soft material hugged his hard member.
Max's lover slowly started circling around him and gently caressed his body, making even more aroused. It was a wonderful feeling, as he expected and the best was yet to come.
Max dipped two fingers into the front of his tight red briefs and they emerged with a coating of his cum - the product of his previous fun with his hot Speedo-clad lover. He raised the fingers to Colin's mouth.
Looking into Max's hypnotic blue eyes, Colin knew that this would seal his fate. The musk of the cum was so enticing. He opened his mouth and Max inserted the fingers. Colin gently sucked, savoring the cum that tasted even better than it smelled. He gasped, eyes rolling back in his head as he could feel the Speedo Fag infection begin to course through his entire body. There was no turning back now - and that only made his member harder.
Max stepped back so he could watch the transformation, happy that there would soon be a new member of the Brotherhood.
Using the wall behind him for balance, he gleefully watched as his body started to change.
"Ugh... feels... sooo..." He started moaning as the bulge at the front of speedo started expanding further, as his member and balls grew in size within their new nylon/lycra home. He couldn't resist now, but to caress its underside through the swimsuit, the silky material making the experience even more pleasurable.
Max and his lover, who stepped back to him, looked on like a pair of proud fathers, each stroking the other's cock through their tight red Speedos as well.
His previously non-existent pecs bulged out and flattened into rock hard armour-like slabs of muscle, making his expanded nipples stand to attention. The tingling spreaded up his neck and shoulders, which cracked and widened before swelled with taut back muscles.
The pudge he had in his belly quickly gave way to perfectly sculpted eight pack abs. All of his body hair receded and his torso and limbs lengthened to give him several more inches of height.
He stroked faster and faster his member and he could feel his balls begin to fill with never-ending infected cum. A perfect bubble butt pushed out in the back, stretching the Speedo even more.
As the transformation finished, Colin shot extreme amount of load into the Speedo and his now-brilliant emerald green eyes flicked open. He beckoned to his two Speedo Fag brothers with an unspoken lust. His rapidly diminishing brain only wanted three things - to work out, fuck other Speedo Men, and to spread the Speedo Fag infection as much as possible.