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Oct 2024 Flavor of the Month: Dark and Stormy

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“Why are you dragging me to your frat?” Liam asked, the tiger shark being dragged by his adoptive extrovert.

“Dude, come on, you’ll love it,” Alex smirked, the lion proudly standing tall and dragging his friend by his wrist. “Booz, music, hot tub, and hot guys. What more would a little shy boy like you want?”

“Seriously,” Liam yanked his hand back, the shark barely able to wrest his arm free from the lions thick paw. “Did you out me to your frat?”

“Only the gay ones,” Alex gave the shark a wink, his golden eyes gleaming in the lowlight. “Come on. You can’t tell me you’re not into that kinky shit. I mean, I’ve seen your search history, and it’s pretty tame comparatively.”

“Whaaaaaaat…” Liam averted his eyes as his voice went up an octave, his gills glowing pink with his blush. “I-I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Sure,” the lion gave a cocky smirk as he spun around to face his friend. “You really going to pass up the opportunity to punch your V-card tonight? I mean, it’s a done deal. Tons of guys are chomping at the bit to get in that cute, tight ass of yours.”

Alex was a beast of a man. His cutoff hoodie showed off the rolling obliques that framed his six pack, his pecs pushing the fabric away, and yet his pink nips were just outside of it, showing off his shredded body. He had such massive foot paws and hands too, slightly too big for his body, showing he still had plenty of growing to do to reach his full hight. The lion’s mane was thick and flowing, long hair and braided on one side, the other he would run his claws through so he left that side wild so he could do his signature move.

“I mean…I guess that sounds kind of fun,” Liam crossed his arms, his hoodie was far more modest and his sweat pants danced around his chicken legs. The little guy’s cheeks puffed up as he pouted, mulling over his options while letting his frustrations stew.

“Oh come on now my little shy boy,” Alex smirked, lifting his hand, exposing his hairy pit and running his arm through the wild side of his hair, slicking it back while leaning on the lamp post with his other arm. “Have I steered you wrong before?”

“You know you told me about your move you use on the ladies,” Liam glanced at the big guy. He was head and shoulders above the shark, even more so when he slouched the way he did when he was thinking.

“Works on the boys too, especially the shy ones,” Liam smirked, bouncing his brows. “Come on, seriously dude, you’ll have the time of your life. It’ll be legendary, fucking life changing! My frat is the shit! How many freshmen can say they’ve been able to slum it with the upper classmen like you?”

“I mean, if they are fast and loose they get plenty of invites,” Liam rolled his eyes.

“Sure, but you’re kind of a little sour-puss most of the time,” Alex teased.

“Oh shut up,” Liam rolled his eyes. “I’m not even dressed for a party.”

“Really? For a frat you might be a little over dressed. Sweat pants and a hoodie? Mmf! Look at that bulge.”

“What bulge?” Liam looked back up at his friend.

“Baby got back, is all I’m saying. You could pull some serious D in those pants.”

“What makes you think I’m a bottom?” Liam cocked a brow.

“Don’t knock it till you try it bud!” Alex shrugged. “Come on, everyone at my frat would love you, you’re funny, smart, and don’t you like being the smartest guy in the room.”

“Not as much as you,” Liam rolled his eyes. “Fine, I’ll go, but I better be drunk half way into that rundown shack you call a frat house.”

“Hell’s yeah! Now we’re talking!” Alex punched the air. “Let’s GOOOOOO!”

Alex turned and continued down the sidewalk, Liam following the guy’s stride. It was funny how he was picked up by the big lion damn near his first day of college. He transferred to this campus this year and Alex seemed to be on everyone’s mind, so when the campus’s stud came strutting up to him, it was almost alarming. Liam half expected to get bullied by the big jock, but instead he asked if he wanted to play video games in the common area. They did, and they really hit it off. Liam had a hard time figuring out if the lion was flirting with him or not, but he kind of flirted with everyone. The guy was a total schmoozer and kept everyone guessing what his sexuality was. There were dozens of people who said they had been fucked by him or who had crushes on him, but he just laughed it off.

“Nah brah! I ain’t got time for that shit,” Alex chuckled. “I’ll know the one when I see them.”

Liam actually found that to be quite profound. For someone who didn’t fuck around, he sure acted like someone who did. Alex was always doing something, inviting people out and guiding his gaggle of dudes to new adventures. Liam had gotten to know some of them, but ultimately he would stick around Alex and be caught in his gravitational pull.

Liam was pulled from his mental reprieve when they finally reached the frat. The Alpha Beta Omega house was an old Victorian home nestled right next to a ravine. The old purples and pinks of the house had faded and chipped away, showing the milk whites that were beneath. The shingles looked as worn down as the rest of it, but despite its state of disarray, it was quite beautiful. A wrap around porch, large towers and trim work, it had a lot of charm. It just needed a new coat of paint.

“Shoes off in the house,” Alex instructed Liam as they got to the property. “And once we get inside I can show you the epicenter of party central.”

“Alright,” Liam shrugged and shuffled over the uneven sidewalk. Moss and tree roots had filled the cracks and made them uneven. How the house still had a functioning foundation was beyond the shark, but he just watched his step until they got inside.

The frat was hopping, music pounding, and lights flashing. Midterms had just gotten out and everyone was blowing off steam, and the frat was no exception. Liam kicked off his shoes, his feet hitting surprisingly clean floors as he followed Alex into the back. They passed through the dance floor, weaving through grinding, sweaty bodies, snarling and murring couples as they blatantly made out while holding drinks. Liam simply averted his gaze and kept up with Alex.

They made it to the kitchen and Alex opened his arms wide.

“Here dude, is your frat party Mecca,” Alex opened the fridge and pulled out a tray of little plastic cups. “Jell-O shots, Bitch!”

Liam smiled and took the shot, clinking it against Alex’s and knocking it back. It burned of cheap vodka and watermelon, but Liam needed something to loosen himself up. He never really felt welcome at these kinds of events, but Alex kept him close as they explored the various illegal booz they had acquired. Alex downed it like it was nothing, but Liam was only a few drinks in and he was buzzed.

“Slow down Alex,” Liam chuckled. “I can’t keep up if you’re going to drink the place dry.”

“Hey, don’t you be telling me what to do now, shy boy,” Alex chuckled and downed another shot. “But now that I’ve done some catchup work, why don’t I show you where the magic really happens?”

“What do you mean?” Liam crossed his arms.

“I mean, where the frat does its secret business and stuff,” Alex smirked and pointed behind the shark. Liam spun around to find a door behind him. At first he thought it was a pantry, but when he opened it, there were exposed wood steps going down into the basement where flames flickered, causing the shadows to dance.

“Um…sure,” Liam shrugged. “If you wanna give me the grand tour, that’s on you.”

“Now, don’t be telling anyone what we do in the dark here,” Alex walked forward, his massive foot paws making the floor shake. “Go on, I’ll be right behind ya.”

“Sure thing,” Liam turned and started his way downstairs, his hand against the exposed brick for support. When he got to the basement, sure enough there were people there, a bowel in the center of a bunch of beanbag chairs and lovesacks. A TV had some show going that had flames in the background that was causing the flickering of the lights. Several guys looked up when Liam came in, but they all cheered when they saw Alex.

“Yo! Alpha! What uuuuup!” One of the guys threw a can at Alex. The lion caught it, cracked it open with one finger, while spiking a hole with his other claw and shotguning the beer like it was nothing. Alex let out a proud belch and crushed the can against his forehead before tossing it in a pile of other crushed cans.

“Just showing the place off to the new initiate,” Alex smirked.

“What?” Liam spun around to look at his big friend. “I didn’t say I wanted to be part of your frat.”

“Well, most people don’t really want to join at first,” Alex shrugged. “To be fair, no one really applies either. They are chosen.”

“What?” Liam looked around, all the other guys had smaller people sitting next to them, either blitzed out from the hot box, or drunken sloppy while making out with a larger guy. “So…you what? Pick smaller guys and bring them here so you can train them up? I mean, when was the last time anyone from your frat had arms smaller than twenty inches?”

“Good point,” Alex smirked. “You’re almost there, but still so far from the truth. Liam, we don’t choose, our other selves do.”

“Other selves?” Liam turned back to face Alex. “What do you mean?”

“Don’t worry bud, I’ll show you,” Alex glared at Liam and for the first time, the shark felt a twinge of fear while looking in his friend’s eyes. They were glowing yellow, clearly emanating light in the dark.

Alex smiled, his teeth looking vicious as he growled and groaned. Was he always that tall? Liam’s eyes went wide as the lion before him climbed up in size, his body swelling, his shoulders cracking out of his cut off hoodie and reeling outward, his ears becoming pointed, his muzzle growing longer as his teeth became sharper, tusks and beast like fangs permanently resting outside of his muzzle. Alex let out a deep roar as his veins bulged, the lion’s roar rising in pitch until it was replaced with a howl. Then the guys in the bean bags did the same, throwing their heads back and howling. Even the thrumming music upstairs was replaced with a growing chorus of howls as the sounds of creaking bones and tearing clothes filled the air.

That wasn’t the howl of just any wolf, that was a werewolf, and Alex wasn’t just howling, he was commanding his pack. It was clear to everyone that he was the leader, even before he finished transforming.

Alex’s mane grew wild and wind whipped as he expanded. His lion features didn’t melt away, they actually got sharper. His body getting larger, creeping up taller and taller as his pecks pushed out one at a time then together. Two massive pillow sized slabs of pec meat pushed his cutoff up, revealing his midriff and converting his cutoff into a crop top. His lats spread out behind him like wings as he lifted his arms into a double bicep pose, his thick fingers growing bigger, his claws reeling out into vicious knives. The lion’s crop tup pushed up further and further revealing the massive eight pack of abs and the Adonis belt slinking down into his now overly stuffed shorts. The werelion’s ass cheeks burst out first, tearing the shorts down the middle with the massive, thick slabs of beefy lion cake, his jock on full display as his shorts pooled around his monstrous foot paws. Alex’s howl died down into a lusty growl as he licked his chops, his jaw cracking thicker as he did so, his legs needing to spread wider to accommodate the massive hamstrings, kicking his shorts off to the side as he did so. His jock was pushed down, a proverbial lion’s mane of pubes disturbed by the thickest root of cock the shark had ever seen. That cock had to be thicker than Liam’s leg, and the balls sloshing into existence only pulled the worn elastic out further.

“Mmm,” Alex murred. “Good to let loose, aint it boys?”

The other guys had transformed into massive were-versions of themselves, each holding onto their respective little shy guy. It didn’t take long for Liam to put two and two together. He wasn’t just adopted by an extrovert, he was being adopted into this fucking pack!

“Don’t be so scared, little man,” Alex purred, the sound like rolling thunder as he bent down to tenderly stroke the backside of his claw against Liam’s face. “It’s all part of the process.”

“W-W-Why…Why me?”

“Because I imprinted on you as soon as I saw you,” Alex purred, tenderly stroking Liam’s cheek. “I couldn’t help it. Every person I’ve converted I thought I imprinted on, but when I saw you, I knew. You’re the one, and I wasn’t going to let you go.”

“Don’t I get a choice?” Liam squeaked.

“Nah brah, the heart wants what the heart wants,” Alex shrugged and murred deeply. “Just be lucky I can be gentle with ya. I have considerably more control over my urges then these dogs,” Liam nodded to the side where the guys on the bean bags had pinned their imprinted Betas and were biting them, inflicting them with their werewolf curse, their bodies already starting to change.

“W-W-Will it hurt,” Liam’s eyes were wide.

“Probably, but only for a minute,” Alex smirked and rumbled, his cock throbbing in his jock. “I can’t hold out forever. The longer I wait, the more aggressive I’ll become, so let’s make this quick, alright?”

“I…” Liam gulped hard, unable to hold back the little squeak of fear as his eyes welled up with tears.

“Don’t worry, my little shy guy,” Alex leaned in, his breath hot and his mane full of a fresh and intoxicating musk. “I’ll be gentle with ya. Always have.” Alex opened his maw, drool dripping from his vicious fangs.

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