Hazing Hell

Calvin's hazing was beyond hellish. Stripped nude, swirlied, viciously spanked, violently whipped, and forced to let an entire house of sorority girls ride his gay cock! Unable to stop himself from unloading into pussy after pussy, he made the fraternity brothers cackle like a bunch of hyenas. After the final girl was done with Calvin's cock, his ass was branded with the frat's symbol by a hot iron. His groans and screams of agony were majestic music to the evil frat's ears. They thoroughly enjoyed every second of his misery. Calvin was one of them now, but he'll most likely drop out. His potent seed definitely made contact with a few of those fertile sluts. The years meant for college will be spent in unwanted, exhausting fatherhood!

Bullyfication "From Bullied to Bully" (Original Version)

As if the busy life of being a top student wasn't hell enough, being constantly bullied for it made everything seem almost unworthy. Every day, the meek, scrawny gay boy had to put up with a rowdy group of dumb bully jocks. They'd make fun of his feminine walk, high-pitched voice, no muscles, but most of all, his smart brain.

One day, he finally got sick of their abuse and confronted them. "Why me?" He angrily asked, "What did I do to deserve such poor treatment?"

"It's cause you're not like us, bro!" One of the bullies replied cockily, sounding as dumb as can be. "We rag on you so much 'cause we want you in our ranks, bro! Couldn't figure that out? Thought you were the smart one, bro?"

The scrawny gay boy clenched his fist, ready to explode. Not only did he hate their reasoning, but also how it struck a deep longing within him. As much as he hated them, he always secretly dreamed of being one of them. To be as manly and as popular as they are. What he hated most was how much they turned him on, even while laughing like supervillains in his face.

"Fuck you!" the gay boy screamed, going in for a punch. However, right before his fist made contact with the lead bully's face, one of the bullies suddenly placed a cap firmly on the gay boy's head, freezing him instantly. The gay boy's arms quickly fell to his side as his back shot straight up. His eyes rolled back into his head as his mind went blank; he was being rebooted.

Within seconds, the gay boy's body swelled and bulked to masculine perfection, tearing his shirt off. His Adam's apple protruded, deepening his voice immensely. His mind was whipped clean of all gayness and loaded with everything a dumb straight boy brain could need: gym, bros, eat, sleep, and pounding pussy.

"Fuck, bro?" The former gay boy questioned, his voice as low-pitched and dumb sounding as his former bullies, now best friends. "What the fuck were we talkin about, bro?"

"Nothin' much, bro!" The bullies enthusiastically answered, ecstatic to finally have their former prey in their ranks. "Just chattin' about getting pussy later!"

"Fuck yeah, bro," the former gay boy grunted, his big manly balls in desperate need of release. "I could use some pussy, bro."

Forced Straight

"Don't waste your energy, fag, you're not leaving till you're cured! You're gonna be doing nothing but fucking pussy till you love it! Scream all you want faggot, by the end of this, you're going to be moaning in pleasure. You're not the first fag we're curing, and you won't be the last! Trust me, you'll be thanking us in the end. Now get ready to say goodbye to your disgusting faggot life! Bring in the first slut, it's time to make him a real man!"

Pierced (Original Version)

"Get a piercing," they said. "It'd be cool," they said. I've always struggled with resisting peer pressure. Just my luck, getting pierced by a witch or whatever he was. I knew I saw his eyes glow purple when he pierced my sensitive nip, but none of my stupid friends would believe me! Fuck, my body won't stop growing. I can't believe how much muscle I've put on! A few minutes ago, I was a scrawny twink, and now I look like I could go head-to-head with the jocks on the football team! I'd probably win too, with these new massive biceps. My god, why does it have to feel so fucking good! I don't want to be a dumb jock, but losing my brain feels better than any orgasm!

Could You Resist?

Context: I blew my load to this last night, the first female-only porn to get my gay nut. I felt a little weird after, but it was a really hot experience! Guess I'm a real man now ;p

Unknowingly Converted: Alan (Original Version)

When Hank found out there was a hypnotist who worked with fathers to convert their gay sons secretly, he instantly made an appointment for his son Alan.

Alan went into his first session thinking the hypnotist would help him quit smoking, but unbeknownst to him, he would be parting ways with his homosexuality. By the end of Alan's hypnotherapy, he was another sports-loving, beer-drinking, straight man. Hank also requested that the hypnotist make sure the urge to get married and breed was strong, and in less than a few months, Alan was on his honeymoon, seeding his wife like an animal in heat.

A Not So Happy Halloween

For husbands Sean and Dylan, misery lay solely in dealing with their annoying next-door neighbor, Brody. Brody was around their age but had the mental maturity of a bothersome thirteen-year-old. For example, he loved a childish prank, especially on Halloween. He's done all the classics: toilet-papering their house, throwing eggs at their windows, and smashing their prized carved pumpkins. This year, however, Brody's gone too far; he dared to spray paint "Happy Halloween FAGGOTS!!" all over Sean and Dylan's newly paved driveway. He even had the gall to show up, arms proudly crossed and cackling like a hyena at their raging expressions.

Fuming mad, Sean and Dylan gave each other a smug look, realizing it was time Brody finally got his much-needed just deserts. Dylan then reached into his pocket and clutched the lilac-colored crystal within it. The magical crystal was an old family heirloom passed down by his father. He promised only to use the crystal's magic for good, but Brody was practically begging to be taught a lesson. Dylan gazed angrily at Brody, eyes bright purple as he chanted off a powerful spell. Suddenly, Brody's cackling ceased as he fell to the ground, clutching his body in pain. He gasped in horror, realizing he was shrinking and turning bright orange. Within seconds, he transformed into a freshly carved-out pumpkin.

Sean and Dylan grabbed Brody by the holes and took him into their garage, where they could spend all of Hallows Eve morning, spit-roasting his craved-out insides! Brody may have been turned into a pumpkin, but he was very much aware of what was happening to him. You can only imagine his rage when, after being filled with Sean and Dylan's seed, Dylan hurled him at the pavement, splattering him everywhere.

The Red Cap "Empty Head, Happy Bro" (Original Version)

When the red cap goes on, the ignorant toxic douche bro comes out. All thought and liberalism melt into his massive nuts, leaving him with nothing but brain-dead conservatism. Letting go and sinking deep down into the red echo chamber of cocky self-indulgence feels so good, so hard to resist. It feels so good to show off and gloat like a massive tool, making his fat cock throb. He only wants to go deeper and get stupider. The red cap feels so fucking good, bro.

Dylan "Dillon" (Original Version)

Dillon was nothing short of a track star, his college's best and brightest—and gayest. To keep his title, he maintained a vigorous gym workout, consisting of mostly cardio. The gym was his second home, his favorite place aside from the track field, so you could imagine his frustration after finding out the school gym was going under construction for a few months. Luckily, as if a blessing from the big dude upstairs, a brand new gym had opened barely five minutes away from his dorm. He signed up immediately, unable to resist buying the deluxe package since the school would subsidize the extra cost. He really should have read the fine print instead of getting carried away. The deluxe consisted of major bodybuilding, NOT cardio, and the trainers would load up his headphones with tracks that slowly worm into his mind and put the things they want in there. Of course, the gym is well known for making a man out of even the wimpiest rookie. So, much to Dillon's surprise, he ended up transforming into a completely straight, pussy hound, bulky alpha!

Gym Bro Dad (Original Version)

"Look, Amir! I'm like you late at night!" My dad childishly joked, shaking his protein shake in the exact manner you would for jerking off.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes. God, my dad has turned into such a meathead. He also won't stop eye fucking himself! Ever since joining this stupid gym and getting, I admit, impressively swole, it's like all his brains were sucked out! Was that the cost of a membership here: your IQ?!

I guess it isn't all bad, I mean, he has lightened up a lot since dumbing down. He used to be such a stick in the mud, always painfully serious with a lecture in hand. However, now, I can hardly keep up with him. From the constant jokes and smothering hugs, he's turned into such a teddy bear! And don't get me started on the smell! Every time he hugs me, I'm practically suffocated with his musk, a thick aroma of masculine stink and sweat. I hate that I like it sometimes ... actually, most of the time. Damn, Dad. Why do you have to be so fucking sexy?! It's cause of you that I beat my meat silly every night! ...Dumb, meathead.