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Jason was a Junior at college living in an all male dorm, age 21. The construct was large, containing more than average sized bedrooms and crappy lighting. It was unique, expensive, and filled with luxury. The interior was lined with soft carpets, high quality bathrooms, private showers, and great lighting fixture. Outside it was massive, sporting four-stories high while each floor contained four wings respectively labeled A-D. At both ends of each residential hall a stairwell was present. The entire structure looked like an "H" nestled on a level hill surrounded by fine cut grass, stone pathways, and few hang-out areas. 16 rooms dwelled on each floor and a crossway in-between contained the floor's Residential Advisor. Bathrooms, showers, and the RA lounge were located in the crossway as well. The RA lounge was a special room; it was also the largest. The sturdy entrance required an ID card after climbing a small stairwell and walking down a hallway. Inside was usually furniture, storage, plasma TV's, and refrigerators. Jason's floor-mates had stuffed their storage full of pillows and blankets for overnight gaming... something they weren't suppose to do, but their RA, Devon, allowed it.

Jason was blessed with a single. He had been in the same dorm since Freshman year, by choice, and worth it financially. But he was always irritated living there. It was an all male dormitory after all; therefore subtle sounds of guys banging their girlfriends... or boyfriends... would echo throughout the nights. That didn't bother him the most though; it was the bathrooms, the showers. The bathrooms were shared, and most of all Jason couldn't stand public bathrooms, they were gross! Thankfully the showers had private cells with curtains, shielding his sturdy body from viewing eyes. It wasn't that comforting to him though. A few days ago some dude, according to the reports, was making wild sexual advances towards guys in there. He had to be forcefully removed from the campus and no indications as to cause or why were revealed. It made Jason uneasy about showering publicly ever since.

Having a single wasn't all too terrible though. It gave Jason the opportunity to masturbate whenever it felt needed. And he did. A lot. But the downfall to that was the smell. The rule was: if he could smell his crotch, he had to shower. It was night out and near bed time... as badly as he wanted to pleasure himself, he did need a quick shower.

He began the typical procedure: removed his clothes, grabbed his soap, shampoo, and wrapped a comfy towel around his waist. He put on some slippers - protection from possible infection - and moved in front of a closet mirror. His body glowed in the rooms light. He looked up and down himself. Six-feet toned, defined abs, strong chest, broad shoulders, chiseled jaw, green eyes, short brown hair, his legs shaped beautifully... smooth. If he was completely nude he'd have a raging hard-on, but hiding under his towel was a semi. It was time to shower.

Jason walked shirtless out of his room, the hall's cool air licking at his back. His room was located at the center of hall A-B. He locked it, turned, and proceeded forward. His feet silently passed the RA's room and entered the shower door on the left. No one else was there. Perfect. He could shower and get out fast. He entered a stall, set his supplies down, shoes kicked off, curtains spread, knobs turned. Hot water sprayed him down. He lathered himself up, suds flowing down his back. He scrubbed his body down quickly, spending extra time on his crotch. He could smell his musk dissipating in the warm steam of the shower, good! He rinsed, the knobs were turned off, the sound of the spraying water faded. He grabbed his towel which hung near the closed curtain, dried off, wrapped himself, and slipped his damp feet into shoes. He was leaving the third shower stall, heading towards the door when it swung open. It was Josh.

"Hey man, how's it going tonight?" Josh began conversation as he walked in, half naked, towel dangling barely from his waist... he was barefoot.

"Eh... alright I guess. I'm tired... it was a long school week." Jason didn't feel like talking right now.

"Sorry dude, have a good night..." Josh moved inside setting his stuff on the sink counter in the middle of the room.

Jason forgot, "Oh hey, Josh, we have that RA meeting tonight don't we?"

"Yeah. Devon wants us up there before midnight." Josh smiled, "Oh! Bring your ID just incase."

"... Alright. Thanks... I'll see ya' later then." Jason wasn't too thrilled.

Nonetheless, he left. Returning to his room. There was a meeting in the RA lounge tonight. Maybe he could fit a "quickie" in.

Josh watched Jason leave the shower room, the swinging door closing gently. He looked to his utensils, he had everything he needed. His eyes looked upwards into the mirror resting above the sink. His short black hair looked soft, his face was smooth, his chest was sturdy, his arms were defined, the abs were taught, he was very masculine and very tan. He was clean cut for his age, a Sophomore. His bare-feet padded around towards a stall. He carelessly let his towel hang loosely around his waist, it rested just below his exposed muscular ass. The lights curved down his back muscles as he explored around. Which stall was he going to take? The farthest one on the right looked satisfying.

It was quiet, save the footsteps of Josh entering the lonely stall. The first part of the cell was a basic curtain, bench, and hanger. There was a second part which also had a curtain, it hid the spout and knobs of hot and cold. He didn't bother closing the curtains, Josh threw his stuff on the bench, stepped in, and turned the knobs to a manageable temperature. He began to explore his body with his hands, rubbing himself, sliding fingers along every curve of muscle he had. The warm water slithered along his body, his hair dampened, his eyes closed, he was relaxed. His feet splashed around the drain as he shifted from side to side. Something felt weird underneath his right foot though... it was sticky.

Josh cleared his eyes, turning so the water struck his back. He looked at the tiled floor. What did he step in? As his eyes scanned around the lower walls he felt unease. The walls of the shower had random bodily fluids on them and he knew exactly which kind.

"What the fuck man, really?" Josh spat out, disgusted.

He looked at the floor-to his foot. The floor had the same cloudy white fluid sloshing around in the shower's water. Some dude must have had a serious jack-off session in the shower sometime ago, the substance was pretty thick and looked old. Worst of all, Josh had stepped in it. He brought his foot half-way up with one hand, his other swabbing the substance off his big toe. He lifted the taint on his fingers to his nose, it smelled heavily male.

"Fucking gross, get this shit off!" Josh said in dismay.

He tried washing his foot off, but it clung to him. He put his sticky fingers to the spout, it looked to be clearing off, or at least thinning out. One thing was for sure, Devon needed to know about this. Cleaning himself the best he could, Josh turned the shower off, gathered his things, and left, soaked, not bothering to fully cover himself.

Across the shower room was "RA" Devon's door. Josh banged on it.

"Hey Devon, get out here, there's a fucking mess in the shower." Josh yelled.

Devon opened up, looking at the naked Josh standing before him. His junk displayed heavily in-front of him. Josh had a large package, it looked like it was swelling. Devon glared angrily.

"Are you kidding me with this? We have a meeting in an hour, there's news on campus of people running wild, buildings locking down... what did you do?" Devon stood tall, a Senior, incredibly handsome.

"Someone let a load loose all over the shower walls, it's filthy in there. Get someone to clean it or... something" Josh said, backing off, beginning to leave.

"I'll take care of it," Devon sighed, the maintenance staff must have missed cleaning a stall during the incident a few days back. "Go get ready for the meeting... and don't be late."

Josh left the crossway, heading to his room where his roommate was chilling out.

Devon went back to his room, closing his laptop. He had a message from the first floor: the building was locking down for safety until morning. That's what the meeting was about. A sort of crisis was going on outside and he needed to inform his floor. With at least an hour to spare he went into his room and gathered some cleaning supplies. The lights went off, he closed his door, and headed towards the showers.

He was barefoot too. He had on some loose shorts and a thin white tank-top, it clung to his abs and exposed his proud arms. He carried a bucket filled with disinfectant and a sponge. The shower door swung open, Devon marched in. He looked at the stalls. Which one was the idiot talking about? He moved around the room, checking them, it wasn't long until he found where it was.

"Are you kidding me? Seriously Josh?" Devon was pissed.

Josh's footprints left residue of thick cum on the tiled floor.

Devon had stepped in some. His toes soaked.

"I can't believe someone can be this stupid." Devon grumbled.

He got on his knees, he really didn't care anymore, his elbow brushed another puddle of cum. The sponge went into the bucket and was brought out to the floor. Scrubbing started. He cleaned the tile in front of the shower stall. It didn't take long for him to smell the thick substance, it was pungent.

"Eh... gross..." Devon thought.

He continued cleaning until everything spotless, gathered his materials, and left. He was feeling extremely light on his way back. When he reached his room, he fiddled with the door knob, pushing the door open.

"Am I going to be sick now? Come one, I've cleaned way worse." He shut the door, set the bucket aside, and flopped on his bed.

He was feeling warm. The smell of cum lingered on him. He laid in his bed, arms resting behind his head, feet propped up at the far end. They were still bare. Was the smell coming from them? Why was he so warm? Devon began to sweat slightly. He took his shirt off, revealing his chest muscles and abs tensing to his breathing. What was wrong? The dizziness in his head began to tingle. He looked at his feet... that smell... it was so thick. His groin stirred. A sudden moan escaped his lips. His knees spread open, he rubbed his feet together, the shorts were tenting.

Devon's body was tensing, feeling incredibly hot. The room was getting warmer. Sexual images began to fog his brain, it encouraged his hands to explore his damp chest. He moaned. He never thought himself gay, but he wanted to suck on a throbbing dick, badly. Devon shifted in the bed, adjusting. His muscles were tightening, growing. The smell of that cum was so heavy, he lifted his head. He watched his feet, the toes flexing as he rubbed them together, they were sweaty. Maybe he could taste it? The thought pushed his dick against his shorts, he was rock hard. He slowly moved a foot towards his face, his flexibility had increased. The thigh muscles tensed, they looked sexy. The foot neared, he flexed it, he leaned his head closer. He could reach it, easily. His tongue slowly escaped his lips, the tip brushed the foots sole. He moaned again... it felt good. He began mindlessly licking it, tasting the toes, the skin, the texture. The cum was still there. It was dry, but it was just enough for him to taste. Thick male spread along Devon's taste buds, the salty essence made him soak his shorts with pre. It wasn't long before he gave in completely. His hands grasped his foot, his lips sucked on the toes, the surface, every part of his foot was drenched in saliva. Strange things began to happen.

As he suckled on the toes he could feel them growing in his mouth, becoming slightly longer. His big toe spreading just a bit more than the rest. His hands were doing the same, the fingers lengthening, fine hair -fur- was sprouting on the tops. He ravished his foot more, noticing the other changing as well. He flexed the toes, curling them like a fist, his feet looked larger, more primal. The fur began to wildly spread up his legs. His face felt tingly, so did his chest, his legs, his ass... even his asshole was tingling. He inhaled the odor from his foot, his own musk made him groan in pleasure. His mouth slid off and he looked at his body. The fur was a light reddish brown, it was spreading from his crotch up his abs. It didn't fully cover them, it was only outlining the muscles. Something was disturbing the base of his spine. He raised his ass and knees into the air, feet grasping the sheets, a tail was pushing against his shorts. He tore his shorts with powerful arms. A tail shot out from below, wildly flicking, it was thin, growing, fur spread on it. His dick, freely bobbing in front of him, was throbbing hard, growing longer, drooling pre. His balls were now furry, thicker, darker. His dick was directed at his face and the only thought he had was to suck it. He moved his transforming face towards his dick, pre spewing from its slit. His facial muscles were twitching, becoming more monkey like, but retaining many human features. It felt wild.

Lips met the throbbing member, tasting himself. The aroma was overwhelming as it slid down his throat. He sucked it hard. His euphoric pleasure caused his feet to curl inwards, legs lifting them closer, his toes latching onto his long growing member. He pumped his dick with them. They slid with ease as his hands explored his final changes. He played with his balls and his asshole, fondling them softly. The sensations made the thick orbs churn. He could feel it now, the pressure was rising, his thoughts were shifting. The room smelled of heavy male musk, his primal nose could sense everything. Other's like him were running rampant on the floors below fucking other boys, changing them. The images, the thoughts... before he knew it his calve muscles spasmed, his asshole pulsated around an intruding finger, and his pleasing toes squeezed his dick hard. Cum sprayed down the back of his own throat, swallowing it, his hips thrusting his dick further.

He released it with a sloppy "POP", licking his lips clean. Cum leaked from the twitching shaft onto his toes. He rubbed them around, spreading the cum on his fingers and toes, smelling them, it made him holler in bliss. He spread the thin musk along his asshole, playing with it, his tail swashing around. His grunts were loud, he needed more. The hall reeked of other males laying in their beds, some were nude, resting. Devon leaped off the bed onto his monkey-like feet. He dashed to the door, sticky fingers twisting the knob, cum lathering it up. The door opened and he crouched to all fours. He needed to fuck. All of them. He turned right, springing off his damp hands and feet, tail swishing in the distance, cum residue spreading in his prints. He entered the hall of wing C-D.

A loud crash a few rooms away disturbed Jason's private moment. He was still in his towel, slightly damp, draped to the side. He had returned from the showers and tried to fit in a fast jack-off session. The noise came again, it sounded like something was being thrown against a wall. He got up, annoyed, his hard-on quelling. He covered himself with the towel. The pounding was now constant. What the hell was going on? Jason opened the door and peaked outside, many other curious guys did the same. They looked down the hall, some were half-naked, some loosely clothed. The pounding was coming from Josh's room.

Jason wanted to check it out, he didn't mind being near naked right now, his adrenalin was rising. As he got near Josh's door, he noticed it was slightly open. Other boy's exited their rooms, gathering towards the door. There was more sound mixing with the pounding, muffled yelping. A group was gathered at the door now, Jason part of it. The pounding sounded more like thrusting. A Sophomore, Scott, was brave enough to push the door open. The crack of light extending from Josh's room widened. Horror crawled across the faces gathered in the hall.

Josh was standing nude, legs spread, feet planted atop his roommate's, locking him in place. Clothing lay shredded on the floor. His muscles were bulging, sweat glazed down his back. He was pounding into his roommate's ass, wet balls slapped against the growing muscular cheeks. A monster dick slid in an out of the boy's asshole. The smell that erupted from the room filled the hall, it was excessive and male. The pounding came from the roommate's thighs slapping against a desk. An arm of his was locked in the air by Josh's embrace, the other feebly attempting to push Josh off. His neck was being forcefully sucked. His face was covered by Josh's other arm, buried near the armpit, male pungency flooding his nostrils. Jason could only watch, stunned.

Josh's skin was turning dark gray, his body hair had been dissolving, falling off. Down the back of his neck new muscle was pushing outwards down to an angle. A tail began to push past his ass-crack, twisting past his writhing calve muscles. His nose pushed out on the neck of his roommate, he grunted. Slits formed on his neck becoming gills. His biceps and calves had fins growing from the sides. His smooth vigorous body was gray and white, the rooms light streaked down his throbbing back muscles. His balls filled out, the cock thickened inside the other changing boy's body, pre leaking out his asshole. Moans escaped his mouth. He was feeling it too. The roommate's feet were darkening, toes spreading becoming webbed. His skin was smoothing out, hairs dissolved. Jason couldn't take it, he needed to get out of there. Screams caught the stunned crowd's attention.

From the stairwell near Josh's room shrieks could be heard. There was rumbling everywhere below the floor Jason stood on, nearing the stairs. A roar came from inside Josh's room. His knees buckled, hips thrust forward hard, Josh had transformed into a shark. He came hard into his prisoner, cum squirting out the sides of his roommates Orca ass. The now Orca roommate wailed and moaned, his slick dick spewed cum of its own while his muscles trembled with power. The last thing Jason saw was Orca cum splattering against the back wall before the Shark's gazed turned to the group.

"Run."

It was all Jason could think. He turned, heading towards the other side of the hall. The Shark lunged at the scattering group of boys, the Orca followed. One guy was grabbed by the ankle. Jason could hear his screams as he was dragged into the room, the sound of shorts being torn. A small group followed Jason to a different stairwell, but sounds of beasts climbing up towards them emitted from below. Jason turned in a state of panic... he remembered the RA lounge! His heart raced, four other boys followed him: Matt, Mitch, Kevin, and Scott. He sprinted towards the cross way, the bottom of his towel flailed in the air. Dashing left he met the short stairwell, the four boys followed him, panicking as well. Countless thuds of beast-like feet trampled through the halls behind. They raced down the hall, roars shot through the stairwell towards them. He could see it, the RA lounge, the door was near his grasp.

He reached the door. Claws scrapped against railings, the creatures were gaining. Jason frantically turned the handle. It wouldn't budge... it was locked! He peered into the small rectangular glass above the handle, no one was inside. He pounded on the door, the other four boys pounded with him, scrambling over each other, cursing in fear. The shark appeared at the top of the stairs. The adrenaline sweat of the boys rubbing against each other attracted him by smell. It began its charge; an Orca, Monkey, and Reptile followed closely behind him, howling, roaring, and hissing deeply.

Jason's eyes grew wide, they were trapped.

"...AN ID, SOMEONE GIVE ME THEIR FUCKING ID." Kevin screamed.

Jason looked at the door... ... ... all he had to do was slide an ID.

TO BE CONTINUED...