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_ I’ll give you a keg half off if you suck my cock._

Derek, Charlie, and Will were all members of the Lambda Omega Lambda fraternity. The three were friends since their freshman year, having met through orientation and sharing a room during rush week. Now in their sophomore year, the three were inseparable, doing everything together from studying, to partying, and even going to the gym.

The three were planning a big party for the next weekend, under the instructions of the frat president, Brock Jackson, and they needed to get a keg to start things off. Brock only liked the locally brewed specialty beer, so a simple trip to the grocery store wouldn’t cut. After some research, Will discovered Hank's Hookah House had the cheapest high-rated locally brewed beer and was only a few miles away into the city from the frat house.

He had gone to get a sample of the stuff, and the fit blond haired young man initially thought the beer had a foul taste, but something about its unique flavor left his mouth watering for more. The beefy bartender on duty was eager for him to try a whole mug, and he was inclined to indulge the offer, especially with how just a couple swallows had him feeling a bit light-headed and oddly horny, but he had class that afternoon and he didn’t want to linger in a place that somehow smelled like as musky as a dog’s locker room. He had a thought to not return and try another bar that sold kegs, but every time he thought of the hookah house or the beer he sampled, his mouth would water and he’d get a chubby. He just had to go back and try it once more to be sure. Maybe Derek or Charlie could decide if it’s worth the cash.

A couple days later with the party just a week away, they needed to make the purchase today so they could start inviting people on campus to come. So the three headed back to Hank’s Hookah House after Will told them about the place.

They arrived at the Hookah House and were immediately hit with the strong smell of musky incense and tobacco. Will had warned the other two about the smell, but for some reason this time it was more appealing to him than when he visited the first time. So appealing in fact he could feel a semi building in his pants that he did his best to ignore. As the three boys walked in, their eyes were drawn to the rows of colorful glass pipes and large hookahs on display.

They approached the bar and were greeted by someone different than Will had encountered the first time. It was the owner, Hank, who introduced himself as "Uncle Hank." He was a large, burly man, even bigger than the first bartender and much taller at 6’5 with a scruffy beard and yellowed teeth. He was unkempt and sweaty, and his pink and black Hawaiian shirt was unbuttoned, showing off his large hairy pecs and belly through his well-worn yellowed tank top.

Derek was a bit disgusted and even Charlie at 6’2 was intimidated seeing the large man before them. Despite their reservations though, that had a task at hand and pushed through their hesitation. This was a business deal after all.

"What can I get for you boys?" asked Hank, leaning against the bar. "We've got a special menu, and a few deals for the college crowd."

"Well, we're looking for a keg for our party this weekend," said Derek. "You got anything we can bring home?"

"Yeah, we've got a few options," said Hank, grabbing a stack of papers from under the bar. "Here's a list of our beers. Take a look and let me know what you think."

As the boys looked over the menu, Hank couldn't help but notice how attractive they were. Their t-shirts clung to their muscular bodies, and their jeans accentuated their firm asses. Hank licked his lips, imagining what it would be like to have them bent over his bar, taking his cock. He then paused, taking a sniff while they were looking at the menu. His eyes shifted to Will, and a lecherous grin spread over his thick stubbled face.

He leaned forward, his musky scent wafting over the boys. "So, what do you think? Anything catch your eye?"

Will seemed to be drawn into his gaze. There was something about Hank that made him feel weird. He nearly felt himself swoon over the man’s musk. He wasn’t gay, but… Something in the back of his mind was telling him this was a real man, an untamed man was like and he wanted to be like that.

"This one looks pretty good. Our bro Will here said he tried a sample a few days ago," said Derek, pointing to the Longtongue Lager.

"Excellent choice," said Hank, a twinkle in his eye. "I think you boys will enjoy it."

"I think we’ll take a keg," said Charlie.

"Perfect," said Hank, his smile growing wider. "Follow me, I'll show you where we keep the kegs."

He led the boys to the back of the store, where the kegs were kept. "This one here is a nice fresh batch," he said, pointing to a keg of the Longtongue Lager.

As Derek and Charlie looked over the keg, Hank turned to Will and whispered in his ear, "Hey, why don't you go with me to the back for a minute? I've got something I want to show you, pup."

Will was a little confused, but the way his body reacted to the big man’s musky proximity and being called ‘pup’ left him eager to please, and he followed Hank to the back room, leaving his friends to discuss the purchase.

As they entered the backroom, Hank wasted no time in pulling down his shorts, revealing his thick, throbbing cock.

"Why don't you get down on your knees and give your uncle Hank a little blow job? You want to make sure it's good enough for the party, don't ya?" Hank's breath reeked of alcohol, tobacco, and cum mixed in the hyena equivalent of dog slobber but Will was too entranced to care. Just the unrestrained stench of his fat 15 inch gnoll cock caused the whites of his eyes to yellow as he eagerly dropped to his knees and wrapped his lips around Hank's cock. His hands gently fondled the man's sweaty furred balls as his brain was cooked with bestial homosexual desires from Hank’s corruptive BO and aura.

"That's it, boy. Open up that throat. Yeah… Just like that. One of my nephews said someone made it out without getting the full experience the other day, but after you get a taste it’s hard to resist coming back ain’t it?" grunted Hank as he thrust his hips, pushing his cock deeper down the boy's throat. His eyes were rolling back in pleasure as Will sucked and slurped his cock with expert technique.

"Mmm, such a good boy," purred Hank. "You'll make a fine addition to the family."

With a groan, he came, filling Will's belly with his hot salty yellow load. Will eagerly gulped down every drop, savoring the werehyena's infectious essence. His body began to change with every gulp, his skin grew hairier, his muscles swelled, his cock plumping up longer and thicker. As he finished swallowing Hank's load, Will looked up at him with rancid green eyes that mirrored Hank’s, his lips stained with rank gnoll cum.

"There's my little nephew," said Hank, stroking Will's hair. "How do you feel?"

"Hungry," replied Will, his voice rough and gravelly through sharpening yellow teeth.

"Well, there's plenty to eat around here," said Hank, grinning wickedly. "Go back out and get your friends. There's lots of fun to be had before your party this weekend."

Will stood up on shaky legs, his new muscles bulging from beneath his tight shirt. "Sure thing, Uncle Hank."

"Now hurry," said Hank, smacking the boy on the ass. "I can't wait to have a taste of that fine ass."

Will nodded and hurried out of the room, eager to bring his friends back for a good time. Hank stepped out of his shorts and jockstrap pooled on the floor, his cock still hard and ready for more action. He could smell their budding arousal from outside the room. Not surprising. His musk and that of his dirty nephews filled the whole Hookah House. You’d have to not be human at all to be immune to even its mildest effects.

As Will left, Derek and Charlie were discussing the purchase of the keg. "What do you think, Derek?" asked Charlie. "Should we get a full keg or just a half?"

"I don't know, man. I mean, a full keg is gonna cost more money," said Derek.

"But it's the better deal in the end," countered Charlie. "Plus with the party, it might be gone faster than we think. A full keg would probably last most of the night. Maybe even the weekend with other people bringing 6-packs or whatever. And besides, if it tastes good, we can come back for more later on."

"Yeah, okay, fine. A full keg it is," relented Derek. "I guess I can't argue with that logic."

"Alright, cool. I'll go grab Hank and have him ring it up," said Charlie, turning to walk back to the counter.

Just then, Will came out of the back room, his eyes a swampy green, his teeth sharpened, and his cock visibly bulging in his jeans.

"Whoa, man, are you alright?" asked Derek, concerned. "You look like you just got off a workout high or something."

"Actually, I feel pretty great," said Will, flashing a wide grin, revealing his pointed teeth. "Hey, why don't you guys come with me to the back room? Uncle Hank has something he wants to show us."

Derek and Charlie exchanged a look, both unsure what to make of Will's behavior. But they followed him nonetheless, intrigued by what could be in the back room of a smoke shop.

As they stepped into the back room, they were surprised to find Hank, in his werehyena form, naked and waiting for them as the room was heavy with rank gnoll musk.

"Hello, boys," growled Hank, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Are you ready for a good time?"

"Uh, what the hell?" said Derek, backing up as Hank approached them.

"Don't worry, you'll love it once you try it," assured Will as he turned to Derek and lunged, his growing muscles sending the muscular jock crashing to the ground.

Charlie tried to run, but Hank caught him, his thick muscled arms easily overpowering the young man. "Where do you think you're going?" he growled, his hot breath washing over Charlie's face.

"Let me go! This isn't funny!" cried Charlie, struggling against Hank's iron grip.

"It's gonna be after I'm done with ya," laughed Hank, his grin wide and lecherous, "Now, be a good boy and have a taste of your uncle's fat sausage."

He grabbed the base of his hard, throbbing, jet-black cock, and pressed it against Charlie's face, smearing it with pre-cum. The musk radiating from it visible to the naked eye.

"Take a big whiff. Let my scent wash over you and wipe away any thoughts you had about girls coming to this party at your frat house. It's a boy's only club after all, and you three are going to be my slobby yeen sluts on the inside. It's only a matter of time before you join the family and bring your whole frat with you."

"No! I don't want to be a monster like you!" protested Charlie, but his words fell on deaf ears as Hank took the opportunity to shove his cock down the boy's throat, his musk overwhelming his senses.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the room, Will was busy grinding and humping into Derek as his body completed his transformation into a big musky gnoll. His hard, throbbing cock had torn through the front of his pants, thick, black and uncut as it spewed hot precum on Derek's shirt. Will was growling and panting as his body bulked within his clothes as thick spotted fur spread over his toughening skin. Teeth yellowed and breath rancid with pissbeer and cum he hadn't even drunk yet washed over Derek's face as his mouth drooled with need. As Will's face started to crack and shift forward into a muzzle he forced Derek into a nasty fetid kiss. His feral green eyes focused on spreading his lust to his frat bro under him, brow thick and fuzzy as it jutted forward.

Hank grunted and groaned as he fucked Charlie's mouth, his cock swelling with every thrust, his balls churning with thick musky seed. He was getting closer to cumming, and he knew just what to say to push the boy over the edge.

"Come on, nephew. Be a good slut and swallow it all," growled Hank, his cock twitching with anticipation. "It's what you were born to do, to be a yeen slut for your uncle's big cock. Isn't that right?"

Charlie tried to protest, but it was no use as Hank shoved his cock deeper down the boy's throat, pumping hot, thick gnoll cum straight into his stomach. Charlie coughed and gagged, his throat bulging as he swallowed down Hank's load, his body shaking and writhing in ecstasy.

Hank pulled out with a satisfied smirk, admiring his handiwork. "That's it, nephew. Drink it all down. You're going to be a part of the family, just like your friends."

As Hank's cum flooded his system, Charlie felt his body itching and changing, his skin growing hairier, his muscles swelling, and his cock growing longer and thicker. He rolled on the dirty floor as his body shook and changed, moaning and growling as the infectious magik soaked him from the inside out. He knew it was wrong but it felt so good. His cock already hard and throbbing in his shorts from inhaling so much of Hank's musk. He growled with lust as his gut swelled with muscle and fat, 10 inch cock tearing through the front of his shorts as it spurt yellow tinted precum on and all around him. His mind was blank, and all he could focus on was the pleasure.

"That's it. Just give in and embrace the yeen," chuckled Hank, his cock still rock hard and throbbing. He turned his attention to Derek and Will, who were locked in a passionate, primal makeout session, their hands groping and squeezing each other's asses. Derek couldn't help himself at this point. The stink of Will's increasingly bestial body and the slobbery long tongue flopping around in his mouth kicked his arousal into high gear as his resistance took a backseat to the pleasure. He humped back against Will, feeling the infectious precum soak his crotch and into his pants until it reached his throbbing cock. He growled and moaned into the wet yena kiss with darkened lips. His teeth were already starting to yellow and sharpen as the whites of his eyes turned a filthy yellow as he stared into Will's rancid green eyes with growing need.

It wasn't long before Will's fingers swelled into thick padded pawhands with dark claws growing from his fingertips as his muscles flexed under his bulging furry forearms and tore through his sleeves. With bestial strength he reached down and ripped away Derek's pants to reveal the infected human's tighty-whiteys sodden with precum and a swelling cock underneath. His own cock now a fat 10 inches drooled gnollish yellowed precum over Derek's underwear as he tore a hole in the seat of them. Derek groaned as Will collected a fingerful of the slimy precum and stuffed his padded finger into Derek's virgin pucker. Despite the discomfort, Derek's cock swelled another inch to tent his underwear harder as it belched out a glob of precum. His eyes fluttered and he panted with a lengthened tongue, breath as fetid as Will's as he felt his foreskin regrow and his shaft thicken and darken. Will gave a drooling grin with his muzzle, dark wet nostrils flaring as he took in Derek's changing scent and licked up the salty sweat from the side of his face. As his slobbery tongue slid up Derek's cheek, his finger dug around and curled up, lightly jabbing a bundle of nerves with his cum-crusted claw. The corruptive contact had Derek's prostate swell rapidly to gnollish proportions flooding his increasingly bestial psychology with wild pleasure and gay hyena hormones. He desperately turned his neck as it popped and extended to sloppily meet Will's tongue with his own as his cheeks shaded with fuzz. His cock fattened and stretched another inch until it tore through his underwear to free his 8 inch gnoll cock that twitched and spewed between them. Will pulled back and licked Derek's darkening nose as he pulled his thick finger from the young man's loosened pucker.

Derek instinctively whined as the pressure in his ass was removed. He looked up at Will with rancid green eyes as he begged for a filling, and Will was eager to comply as he re-positioned his 10 inch shaft to sit at Derek's hairy human pucker. With a quick thrust he pushed the slimy uncut tip into Derek's hole. Derek giggled and moaned in fulfillment as he was stretched open around the invading yeen's cock. His sweaty feet kicked out as his swelling toes splayed in his shoes until the footwear burst open under the strain of his growing musky paws, dark claws shredding through sweat-soaked socks as padded toe beans wriggled with pleasure.

"Looks like those two are enjoying themselves," snickered Hank watching the two bring out the beast in each other. His attention was quickly brought back to Charlie who was climbing to his paws, his chest, arms, and lower back were covered with spotted fur and plush with soft chub and padding. His furry ass, now shaped like two bloated yeast buns with a massive dark ring for an asshole that was glazed with liquid musk. The same slimy stinky cocktail that seemed to permeate from every furry crevice over his body. His pucker winked and yawned in excitement as he sniffed at the air with a muzzle pushing out to completion. His furry cheeks puffed with fat while his dark nose shifted and cracked further forward from his face as his jaw and dark bottom lip became more pronounced and lengthened to accommodate his new muzzle.

"Hmmm... so hungry... Need cock and beer..." growled Charlie in his altered state of gnollish thinking and lust. "Please feed me, Uncl'... Give me lots of cock and beer to drink... Want it all..."

"Gladly, nephew. You'll have more cock than you'll know what to do with soon enough. For now, all I got for ya is a basting." said Hank looking at the dumb fat brute of a frat gnoll he created, and pulled out his fat uncut cock, which was slick with precum, and slapped it against Charlie's muzzle. "Bend over, boy. I’mma about to fill you up good."

Without hesitation, Charlie turned around and got on all fours, his fat furry ass tearing through the rest of his shorts as a short sweat-soaked tail flagged behind him above his darkened donut. As Hank mounted him, Charlie could only guffaw and moan heavily from his slobbering maw. He was in heaven as he felt the meatiness of Hank's shaft spreading him open and soaking his insides with corruptive pre. He drooled and panted like an animal, as Hank’s monster cock plowed into him, knocking down the walls of his heterosexuality and replacing it with slobby gay yeen existence.

"Oh yeah, that's the stuff," groaned Hank, his cock throbbing with pleasure. He was getting close to cumming, and he couldn't wait to fill Charlie's fat furry butt with his thick corruptive load.

On the other side of the room, Will had bottomed out inside Derek's hole, his heavy furry balls slapping against his changing buddy’'s ass. Derek was in complete bliss as his stretched hole clenched down on the invading yena dick, milking it for all its worth. His cock leaked profusely, covering his furry muscled belly in a sticky mess.

Will's claws sank into Derek's muscled hairy sides as he began to piston his thick yena shaft in and out, wet yellowed sex juices sloshing out with every thrust around his fat shaft. He giggled and growled as he felt his pleasure peak, and with a rough moaning bark, Will’s cock exploded deep inside of Derek. The sheer pressure of Will’s seed blasting into him had Derek’s brain overload, his body tensed and rippled with yeenbeast corruption. His spotted fur thickened and spread over his body from the top of his shifting head to the tip of his tail as it grew and thickened with musky orange-brown fur. His claws and fangs grew into full size, sharp and crusted with cum as he giggled with delight. His big furry balls bounced and pulled up, thick and heavy with corrupted werehyena cum that was flooding out the last of humanity in his nuts. With a sharp yip, his cock pulsed and twitched as it shot out rope after rope of dark gnollish cum between their furry muscled bodies. His feral green eyes shimmered as his mind was consumed by his new gay yena urges to fuck, drink, and please his uncle. With a smile he looked down at Will, who had already pulled out and was licking up the rank cum that dripped from his furry ass.

The air was filled with the sounds of grunting, growling, giggling, and panting as the four yeens bred and fed each other’s growing twisted desires. Charlie's belly was jiggling with every pump of Uncle Hank’s cock, and his own cock was aching for release as he continued to grunt and pant like an animal. He could feel the weight of Hank’s balls slapping against his furry ass cheeks as the smell of his musk and sweat filled his nose, and the taste of Hank’s cock still coated his tongue. His thoughts were consumed by pleasure and desire. His swollen hole ached for the cock inside it to fill him more, and he could feel his mind slipping away as the musk and yeen cock corrupted his brain to its new state permanently. All he could think about was getting more cock and beer to satisfy his ever-growing hunger.

“More cock! More beer! Fill my holes, Uncle!” he pleaded as drool dripped from his muzzle and splattered onto the floor beneath him. With a hard hilting thrust, Hank went balls deep and cackled as he fired thick jets of his rank slimy inhuman seed into Charlie’s fat pucker to the point that he pumped his guts with so much that it back-pooled into his belly. Charlie stammered and drooled as his own gnoll cock bounced beneath him and sputtered out a drop of pearly white cum before a viscous slimy stream of musky yellow gnoll spunk sprayed out his dark uncut tip and splattered all over the carpet. His balls strained to push out all that he was and will be. His mind was lost to the pleasure as he succumbed to the last of his humanity being purged completely. Hank slipped his cock out of Charlie's sloppy hole, a trail of stinky cum oozing out of his dark abused pucker.

"Such a good slut, nephew," cooed Hank, patting Charlie on the head as the other two trotted over and pushed their muzzles into Hank's sweaty stinky pits.

"You boys turned out great. Just the kind of musky dumb frat gnolls I was hoping for. Now, I'm sure you're dying to get some of that Longtongue Lager that you came for at the bar to take back to your party. How bout we get you another keg on the house?"

The three horny werehyenas nodded eagerly at the offer.

"Good," said Hank as he walked over to a keg with an odd thick metal protrusion on the upper side and brought it over. It said "Goldenrod Guzzler" in bold stylized letters.

"This keg here is empty, but ya see, we call these our pocket-brew kegs. You can refill them without making a trip back out. Take a look at his fat tube here poking out." Hank gestured for them to see and the three eager yeens crowded around like curious pups as they saw what looked to be some dark pucker-shaped onahole on the inside of the metal tube sticking out near the top of the keg.

"All ya have to do is slide at least the tip of your dick in there and release. Fill it up with your rancid piss and this baby will do the rest. In seconds you'll have fully fermented and brewed yeen beer to keep the party going. Go on, give it a try," said Hank excitedly. The three looked at each other, and then to the keg in awe, their minds filled with horny hyena urges to fill it with their sweaty funk. Their cocks were already hard and ready, and they couldn't wait to get a taste of their new brew. Almost stumbling over each other, they each took a turn and inserted their tips into the device. Derek giggled dumbly as his cock immediately sunk in several inches, enveloping his cock in warm heat and sloshy suction. It was unlike anything he had ever felt before, and it didn't take long for him to sigh and pissing and precumming into the keg as it started to fill with his musky piss-beer. Soon Charlie was having his turn, howling with pleasure as his body shuddered and convulsed as he pumped gallons of rancid urine and cum into the keg. Will was next to slide in, the metal tube pulsating and contracting around his fat cock to squeeze and milk out every drop of his steamy hot fluids. The keg was just over halfway filled as more and more foul-smelling fluid poured in, sloshing around and bubbling up. As they each emptied their bladders into the keg, they felt their minds go blank with pleasure and the smell of piss-beer surrounding them, their muzzles drooling heavily with thirst. Hank watched in amusement as his nephews filled the keg with their filth, knowing they would forever be piss-drunk gnolls. He knew that their frat was doomed to be converted, and that their keg of beer would turn those willing to drink into more drunken gay werehyena nephews for him fuck.

Once they all emptied themselves and Will withdrew his cock from the tube, the three horny gnolls panted and heaved as they recovered from their euphoria. Hank lifted up the keg and frowned.

"Not quite full boys, but can't expect you to get it full when you ain't been drinking all day. Let me top it off for ya," said Hank as he slid his own cock inside the tube and released, filling the keg with the last few gallons until it was fully loaded with his rank corruptive piss that mixed with their own.

"Now this is what I call a fresh batch. You boy's did good," he said, setting the keg down. The three could feel their tails wagging at their uncle's praise and panted as they looked up to him with rancid green eyes colored with his corruptive will. t

"Take this and the other one to that party of yours this weekend with your frat brothers, but don't forget who your real family is."

The three nodded eagerly, minds twisted to a gay bestial version of their former selves. Their tongues lolled as he patted them on the heads.

"You should come to the party Unc'" said Charlie with a muzzle still dripping a mixture of his drool and Hank's cum.

"Yeah, you'd really spice it up," said Will, licking his chops.

"I'd love to have you take me under my tail in front of the entire frat and show them how hyenas really party," said Derek.

Hank laughed, his voice low and lecherously jolly. "Oh, I'll be there, boys," he growled, his eyes gleaming. "And I'll be bringing some special treats for all of my horny nephews."

The three werehyena boys grinned, their cocks throbbing.

Their uncle had made them gay slobby dudebro beasts and they couldn't be happier. They were more than ready to spread their newfound corruption to their entire fraternity and beyond.

As they left the back area carrying the two kegs to take with them Hank stopped to give them a reminder.

"Don't forget to pretend to be human with a bit of magik, boys. Don't want to give up the goose before the party starts this weekend."

The three nodded and headed out with their kegs. As they walked down the street, they could feel the change spreading across their bodies. Their fur was matted with sweat, their claws grazing against the ground. Their minds were clouded by lust, their cocks leaking precum. Even still, they could feel their uncle's magik in their tainted bodies shimmering to hide their true forms from human sight, but even under the guise their bodies were glistening with sweat, their muscles rippling and their body hair damp and musky.

They couldn't wait for the party to start Saturday. They were going to infect every one of their frat brothers with Hank's gay hyena corruption and turn them into horny, slobby beasts like themselves. The Lambda Omegas would never be the same after this weekend.