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!"