{"sf1_id":679399,"sf2_id":"B1QR9Pve","title":"Ultimate Fraternity Pledge Final Elimination Death Match and Induction Ceremony, Special Edition","author":"snackattack","words":6082,"posted_at":"2014-03-13T16:15:00.000Z","tags":["Brock Pearson","Bukkake","Claire wheeler","College","Cum dump","Foot Worship","Force feeding","Humiliation","Hyper","M/F","M/M","M/M/M","Monsters University","Oral","Orgasm Denial","Public","Spooge","Weight Gain","fanfic","fraternity","vomit","vore"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/679399-ultimate-fraternity-pledge-final-elimination-death-match-and-induction-ceremony-special-edition","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/B1QR9Pve","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=679399\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"After seeing Monster's University I felt a burning need to see some naughty Brock pornographies. Unfortunately naughty Brock pornographies are not as abundant as I'd first hoped. So I wrote this! You're welcome.","content":"Ultimate Fraternity Pledge Final Elimination Death Match and Induction\n\nCeremony, Special Edition  \nby Snack Attack  \n  \nAuthor's note: the main character in this story is not a gryphon but is  \n  \n'gryphon like', thus I refer to his species as 'griff'.\u0026nbsp; I highly recommend  \n  \nyou watch Monster's University before reading this fiction.\u0026nbsp; Though I'm sure  \n  \nyou have, you got one look at Brock and you immediately rule 34'd that shit.  \n  \n\u0026nbsp;Why else would you be reading this atrocity?\u0026nbsp; Seriously, I only wrote this  \n  \nbecause I couldn't find anything to satisfy my need for hot Brock love with  \n  \na side of sexy.\u0026nbsp; Low hanging fruit, people.\u0026nbsp; Pick it while it's ripe.\u0026nbsp;   \n  \nAll characters are Copyright Disney Pixar (except Biff Vandergriff, Derek  \n  \nWilliams, Perry Carlton and Matthew Barry who I just made up)  \n\n* * *\n  \n  \n\n\"Hello and Welcome,\" droned a bored looking gray monster with a clipboard\n\n\"to the final day of rush week...\"  \n\"RUSH WEEK!\u0026nbsp; YEAAAAHHHHH!\" Shouted her top heavy, purple feathered  \ncounterpart as he gripped the mic.  \n\"Okay, Relax Brock.\" she said grabbing it back.  \n\"As you know, I am Claire Wheeler, president of the Greek Council and this  \nis your VP, Brock Pearson.\"  \n\"You all know why you are here.\"\u0026nbsp; Said Brock, taking command of the mic  \nagain. \"Rush week is over and all you freshmons are still here because   \n\nyou've committed\u0026nbsp; yourselves completely to the coming challenge.\u0026nbsp; That's right, its\u0026nbsp;\n\ntime to pledge!!!!\"\u0026nbsp; He gave them a sadistic grin and licked his beak as he\n\ncontinued.\u0026nbsp; \"Over the coming weeks, each and every one of you will be tested\n\nfor your quality of scare-acter, your endurance, and your ability to endure\n\nconditions of extreme duress.\u0026nbsp; And in the process you will forge the bonds   \nof brotherhood-\"  \n\"And sisterhood,\" added Mindy \"That form the back bone of each and every   \nfraternity - and sorority - in the GC.\u0026nbsp; You will need trust and loyalty to   \nget through this trial because you will be asked to entrust your brothers   \nwith your very LIFE.\u0026nbsp; So If you have any doubts about pushing yourself all   \nthe way, leave.\u0026nbsp; Right now.\"\u0026nbsp;   \nBrock's gaze zipped around the quad meeting the eyes of all the fresh  \nrecruits before continuing.  \n\n\"Are you still with me?\u0026nbsp; Good.\u0026nbsp; Because Pledging is AWESOME!\u0026nbsp; You are going\n\nto do things you never thought you'd do.\u0026nbsp; Things your grandchildren will   \ntell stories about, and things you will never repeat to a living soul.\"\u0026nbsp;   \nBrock looked significantly at Clair, that devilish expression returning.\u0026nbsp;   \n\"But you'll have to tough it out if you want to find out what I'm talking   \nabout.\u0026nbsp; But enough talk.\u0026nbsp; You'll have plenty of time to show us what you're   \nmadeof.Go ahead and enjoy your last night of freedom kids...while you can.\"\u0026nbsp;   \n\"And don't forget to pick up your trash,\" added Clair as the crowd began to  \nbreak up.\u0026nbsp; \"Someone's got to clean that up you know.\"  \nBrock and Clair weaved their way through the cul-de-sac featuring MU's  \nstately fraternity houses, waving at friends and managing to avoid getting  \ndragged into any after parties.  \n\"Well that's finally over.\"\u0026nbsp; Said Clair, \"Let's get something to eat.\"  \n\"Hey I thought it was fun.\"\u0026nbsp; Said Brock. \"Did you see those freshmon?\u0026nbsp; They  \nwere practically pissing themselves!\"  \n\"Yeah but after a week of boring speeches on the same stage, I'm ready for  \nsome ACTION!\"\u0026nbsp; Clair said, her eyes suddenly brightening.  \n\"I knew it!\u0026nbsp; You love this.\u0026nbsp; Don't roll your eyes at me, I can see you  \ngrinning.  \nClaire's grin widened looking positively blood curdling.  \n\"I'm a HSS girl, what do you expect?\u0026nbsp; Pain is our hobby. And we're gonna  \nmake them wish they'd never been born.\"\u0026nbsp; She bared her teeth, a look of  \nexcitement replacing her earlier boredom.  \n\"That's the spirit, girl!\"  \nThe two of them wended their way to the dining center as they discussed all  \ntheir devious plans for the latest wave of pledges.  \n\"Oh, and Brock.\u0026nbsp; Next time you're definitely getting your own mic.\"  \n\"...This is AWESOME!\"\u0026nbsp; Yelled the purple griff, several weeks later\u0026nbsp; \"Going  \naround to all the houses and supervising their 'exercises' is a dream come  \ntrue.\"\u0026nbsp; Once again the two of them were sitting in the dining center, and  \nBrock was pounding on the table to punctuate his exclamations, which he did  \nevery other sentence or so.\u0026nbsp;   \n\"JOK makes the pledges into LIVING FURNITURE; foot rests, recliners, you  \nname it!\u0026nbsp; I saved up for a week just so I could use their 'toilet'.\u0026nbsp; And  \nOmega Howl...really made the pledges HOWL this year.\u0026nbsp; We're talking paddles,  \nball stretchers, the WORKS!\u0026nbsp; I think they've got it down to a science.\u0026nbsp;   \nBrock's huge chest heaved as his enthusiastic assessment exploded forth in  \nan unending torrent.\u0026nbsp; He was practically frothing at the mouth. \"I love  \nseeing all those fresh meat... I mean freshmons squirm!\u0026nbsp; It gets better  \nEVERY YEAR and today I'm going to my very favorite event.\u0026nbsp; Omega ROR's final  \nelimination death match and induction ceremony.\u0026nbsp; This is gonna be great,  \nClair...No!\u0026nbsp; It's going to be AWESOME!\"  \n\"Calm down there, screamosabe,\" Said Claire, \"We don't want to send you to  \nthe health center again.\"  \n\"I'm just so EXCITED...\"  \n\"You're gonna burst a vessel.\u0026nbsp; And I'll have to clean up the mess.\"\u0026nbsp; She  \nsighed. \"Wish I could be as excited as you are about my job.\"  \n\"Aww, stop pouting, you love being President,\" Replied Brock.  \n\"Yeah, I do, but all the paperwork...\u0026nbsp; I haven't had any time to visit the  \nother houses.\"  \n\"You're always welcome to come along with me, Claire...\"  \n\"No, when people see me at their bash, they get all stiff.\u0026nbsp; They like you.\u0026nbsp;   \nYou're...PEPPY.\u0026nbsp; I'll never know what it's like, unless you've got a magic  \ntransformation machine in your bedroom.\"  \nBrock felt bad for Clair, but she was right.\u0026nbsp; There was nothing he could do  \nto make her into the crazy party animal he was.\u0026nbsp; Unless....  \nThe wheels in his head began to turn, ever so slowly, and a few minutes  \nlater he interrupted whatever Claire had been saying by slamming his fist on  \nthe table and announcing:  \n\"Claire!\u0026nbsp; I have an idea!\"  \n\"Huh?\u0026nbsp; About my black history paper or the one for advanced goology?\u0026nbsp; You  \nBecause as you can see I'm already an expert on the color black...\"  \n\"No!\u0026nbsp; I'm talking about how you can be part of today's event at ROR. I may  \nnot have a fancy machine but I have the next best thing.\"  \nUp in Brock's bedroom, the purple griff was excitedly gesturing to the  \nskeptical president of the GC.  \n\"You want me to what?\" Claire asked, looking like Brock had just swallowed a  \nbug and didn't offer to share.  \n\"Take off all your clothes.\" He said, his beak and eyes wide open in  \nexcitement.\u0026nbsp;   \n\"I knew it!\u0026nbsp; This is just another scheme for you to get a glimpse at my  \nirresistible body.\"\u0026nbsp; She said, slouching and looking down at her curveless  \nframe.  \n\"I know how it sounds.\u0026nbsp; But trust me.\u0026nbsp; This is going to work.\"  \nShe sighed. And began to unbutton her MU jacket.  \n\"Okaaayyyy.\u0026nbsp; But you better not try an- hey!\u0026nbsp; Why are you licking me?\"  \n\"Just getting a preview.\u0026nbsp; I'm not trying anything.\u0026nbsp; I swear.\"\u0026nbsp; He added,  \ngrabbing her arm when she turned to leave.\u0026nbsp; It took some doing but finally  \nhe managed to calm her down and she resumed disrobing.  \n\"The choker too.\"  \n\"Damnit, Brock.\u0026nbsp; I wish you would just tell me what you were planning,\" she  \nsaid removing the black neck garment, \"There, I'm naked are you happy?\"\u0026nbsp;   \nBrock smiled looking her up and down and licking his beak.\u0026nbsp;   \n\"I KNEW that was your real fur.\u0026nbsp; Everyone kept saying it's a skirt, it's a  \nskirt but nooo, I know...\"\u0026nbsp;   \n\"Brock.\u0026nbsp; BROCK!!!\u0026nbsp; Follow the sound of my voice back to the land of the  \nliving.\u0026nbsp; The plan.\u0026nbsp; Remember?  \n\"Oh, yeah.\u0026nbsp; The plan.\u0026nbsp; Lay down on the bed.\"\u0026nbsp;   \nHe fixed her with a stern glare when she hesitated and in a booming voice  \nyelled out \"Do it!\"\u0026nbsp;   \nShe rolled her eyes but couldn't hide the fact that she was trembling as she  \nwalked over to his big plush bed and sat down.\u0026nbsp; Her naked body was smooth  \nand wiry except for the dark soft fur which started covered her chest and  \ngrew out like a Christmas tree to cover her hips and most of her tail.\u0026nbsp; Her  \nflat webbed feet hung down over the edge of the bed and Brock began to  \nsalivate in anticipation.\u0026nbsp;   \n\"Gooooood girl, that's the way.\u0026nbsp; Now just lay back and let old Brock take  \ncare of the rest.\"  \nBrock grinned sadistically and dropped to the floor.\u0026nbsp; He combat crawled  \ntoward her like he was going to do a scare.\u0026nbsp; Clair raised her head and  \ncocked two eyebrows when he dropped out of sight.  \n\"What are you- ohhhhhhh!\"\u0026nbsp; Claire moaned out as Brock's hot mouth engulfed  \nher feet, lavishing their flat bottoms with his hard tongue.\u0026nbsp; She tensed as   \n\nhe began to nibble on the tips of her delicate toes one by one.\n\n\"Juff wewaff itf all fart of my flam.\"\n\n\"What?\"  \n\"I FED...\"\u0026nbsp; Brock paused to spit out her feet and continued, \"I said, it's  \nall part of my plan.\u0026nbsp; I just need to know one thing.\u0026nbsp; Do you trust me?\" He  \nlooked into her eyes for the trust he knew would find there, and she looked  \n\nback.\u0026nbsp; They held that gaze for what seemed an eternity before she quietly\n\nreplied.  \n\"I trust you\"  \n\"That's all I needed to hear.\" He said in a surprisingly tender voice.\u0026nbsp; Then  \nhe have her a kiss on the cheek and re inserted her feet into his gullet.\u0026nbsp;   \nOnce again she began to moan at the feel of his eager tongue dancing across  \nher feet.\u0026nbsp; He was moaning as well, enjoying their sharp taste but there was  \nno time to revel in the moment.\u0026nbsp; He was due at the ROR house in less than  \nhalf an hour.\u0026nbsp; Using all the skills he had learned in his years at college  \nhe expanded his throat, suppressed his gag reflex and began to swallow.  \n\"What the...Oh!\u0026nbsp; Ooh!\"\u0026nbsp; She said as her feet were pulled suddenly deeper  \ninto his hot wet tunnel.\u0026nbsp; He swallowed again and this time she was taken in  \nup to the knees.\u0026nbsp; She squirmed in delight, her pussy and face growing hot  \nas they filled with blood.  \n\"Oh my god, Brock!\u0026nbsp; I never knew you had such a monstrous appetite!\"\u0026nbsp; Being  \nswallowed by another was one of the most intimate things two monsters could  \ndo.\u0026nbsp; Never had she dreamed she would be doing this with Brock!\u0026nbsp; Had she  \nreally wanted this?\u0026nbsp; She had to admit some part of her did.\u0026nbsp; But it was all  \nhappening so fast...\"\u0026nbsp;   \nAll thoughts were washed from her mind as Brock took another powerful gulp,  \nhis throat distending and pulling her waist deep into his mouth.\u0026nbsp; Brock's  \nbody ran hotter than hers and the sudden heat and pressure pushing up  \nagainst her made her pussy gush, dripping her juices down onto his tongue,  \ncoating his mouth with its salty taste.\u0026nbsp; His senses were going wild.\u0026nbsp; Her  \nfurry body was wet with saliva and pussy juice and the smell of her fear and  \nexcitement ignited his predatory instincts.\u0026nbsp; It was all he could do not to  \nreach into his pants and beat off then and there.\u0026nbsp; Then he remembered he  \ndidn't wear any pants.\u0026nbsp; His erection was in fact bobbing in the open air,  \nbegging for a hand.\u0026nbsp; But he knew better than to waste it now.\u0026nbsp; He would be  \nneeding all that pent up energy very soon.\u0026nbsp; Claire had no such inhibitions  \nand began jacking off furiously as Brock's powerful throat pulled her in up  \nto the chest, the neck and finally the top of her head. With one final gulp  \nshe slid down his throat and into his belly, landing in his warm and  \nsurprisingly clean stomach.\u0026nbsp;   \nBrock sat back in the afterglow of his meal and massaged his belly.\u0026nbsp; After a  \nsecond he shook the stupid grin off his face and looked down.  \n\"You okay in there, Claire?\"  \n\"I like the color scheme.\u0026nbsp; Send down a few pillows and I might move in.\"\u0026nbsp;   \nCalled an echoey voice from his belly.  \n\"I'll take that as a yes.\" Brock said, wiping mascara from his beak.\u0026nbsp; \"Now  \nthat you're settled it's time to enter phase two of my master plan.\u0026nbsp; Smuggle  \nyou into the ROR house.\"\u0026nbsp;   \n\"Seriously though, I can't see a thing.\u0026nbsp; I wonder if I could write about  \nthis in my black studies paper.\"  \n\"Welcome pledges!\u0026nbsp; For your final trial we have a very special guest.\u0026nbsp; He's  \nthe most popular, hardest partying, most scarifying brute in the whole Greek  \nCouncil.\u0026nbsp; Please welcome our very own Brock Pearson!\"  \nThe senior members and their guests clapped, and the pledges' eyes widened  \nas Brock made his big entrance into the illustrious living room of the ROR  \nhouse.\u0026nbsp; Though ridiculously friendly, the huge chested griff cast an  \nimposing figure in any room smaller than a stadium and even those who were  \nhanging over the banisters on the second floor walkway felt it.\u0026nbsp; The poor  \npledges all wondered just what new form of humiliation they would have to  \nface from this beast.  \n\"Brock here has a special talent, don't you brother?\"\u0026nbsp; said the President of  \nROR.  \n\"That's right, Johnny, I sure do.\u0026nbsp; It's my mouth.\"  \n\"Hoho, and he's not talking about his roar.\u0026nbsp; No, this monster has a mouth  \nand throat that can make most any monster come in under a minute.\u0026nbsp; And he'll  \nbe using it on you!\"\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; His piercing gaze locked with each and every one of  \nthe shocked pledges as he jabbed his pointed claw their way.\u0026nbsp; The other  \nmonsters in the house began to chuckle but Worthington's face remained dead  \nserious.  \n\"You've all done very well to get this far but I'm afraid there's only a  \nlimited number of beds in this house so that means most of you are packing  \ntonight.\u0026nbsp; The 10 of you that can hold out the longest againt Hurricane Brock  \nwithout cumming will be joining our ranks.\u0026nbsp; As for the rest of you, well I  \nhear Oozma Kappa has a few openings you can fill.\"\u0026nbsp; At this he fist bumped  \none of the snickering senior members.\u0026nbsp; \"That is, if Brock here doesn't  \ndecide to make a snack of you first.\"\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;   \nThere were many excited sounds of assent at this last statement, and more  \nthan a few of the senior members had to shift in their seats to accommodate  \ntheir growing erections. The pledges, being forced to wait on their hands  \nand claws, had no such luxury and the evidence of their growing excitement  \nhung between many of their legs (or tentacles, or whatever else they had).\u0026nbsp;   \nWorthington pulled out a pocket watch from his ROR jacket and chuckled to  \nhis reflection as his foreclaw traced it's silver filigree.\u0026nbsp; \"Well, shall we  \nget started then?\"\u0026nbsp; He held up his clipboard.  \n\"Alexander.\u0026nbsp; Front and center!\"\u0026nbsp; He barked, and a scrawny looking pledge  \nsnapped to attention running to the front of the room.\u0026nbsp; He looked like a  \npurple crab and his six knees -and cock- trembled as the gargantuan smiling  \nBrock sauntered over.\u0026nbsp; Brock got down on his claws and toes like a sprinter  \nas he prepared to devour the poor monster's meat.  \n\"You can do it, little bro!\" Yelled another crab in the audience.  \n\"Get ready....get set...go!\" yelled Worthington.  \nSuddenly, the monster's crabby cock was engulfed in the blazing hot inferno  \nof Brock's mouth.\u0026nbsp; Despite the vicious looking beak, Brock's expert  \ntreatment felt like hot silk on Mr. Alexander's swollen member.\u0026nbsp; Almost  \nbefore it even began, it was over, and the monster was spurting his salty  \nload down Brock's gullet.  \n\"Ew! God!\"\u0026nbsp; Claire squealed, as the side of her head was splattered with  \ncum. No one heard her over all the cheers, and the grunting coming from the  \nbucking pair of monsters on the floor.\u0026nbsp; She'd been listening intently  \nsilently cheering Brock on but had never fully realized the implications of  \nwhere she was and what he was doing until that moment.\u0026nbsp; She put her hand to  \nher face and it came away wet.... \"Gross!\" She thought...\"Just what have I  \ngotten myself into?\"  \n\"30 seconds.\u0026nbsp; That was a sorry performance Alexander.\u0026nbsp; Did you even try?\"\u0026nbsp;   \nWorthington shook his head and then called the next pledge up.\u0026nbsp; \"Barry!\"  \nThis was a larger monster, with rubbery brown skin and one huge menacing  \neye.\u0026nbsp; His cock was equally large, jutting out from his body like a steel  \nbeam, and it too looked like it was ready for a fight.\u0026nbsp;   \nBrock got into position eye to eye with the monster's monster.  \n\"Okay.\u0026nbsp; On your mark...get set....go!\"  \nBrock took a dive onto the monster's sword and that stoney look of  \ndetermination instantly crumbled.\u0026nbsp; No one had ever been able to take his  \nentire length in one go like that and he almost passed out from the sheer  \npleasure.\u0026nbsp; But he slapped himself with his meaty hand, pulling himself  \ntogether to fortify his resolve.\u0026nbsp; Brock bobbed up and down like a feathered  \njackhammer, but with all his might Barry held on squeezing his eye shut so  \ntight he saw stars.\u0026nbsp; Nevertheless, he was no match for Brock's relentless  \nonslaught and, he too fell before the mighty beak, unleashing a torrent of  \npent up come he had been forced to store for the past weeks during pledge  \ntime.\u0026nbsp; Pledges caught masturbating were kicked out, just another sadistic  \nrule made by the senior members of ROR.  \nThis time Clair's entire head was covered in white cream.\u0026nbsp; She called out in  \nsurprise as the warm gooey liquid doused her ...this was going to be hell to  \nget out of her fur later, she thought, shifting her body so her head was out  \nof the splatter zone.  \n\"One minute three seconds, Barry.\u0026nbsp; Not bad.\u0026nbsp; Alright, next up... Boggs.\"  \nA small shifty looking lizard slithered his way up to the front of the room.  \nOn the mark, Brock pounced on the purple lizard's small pointy cock.\u0026nbsp;   \n\"Oh shit!\"\u0026nbsp; yelled Boggs, scrambling backward in a vain attempt to get away  \nfrom the powerful suction of the purple griff's beak.\u0026nbsp; However, he  \nimmediately came up against the wall of Brock's big feathered hand which had  \nshot around to the base of his tail to cut off his route of escape.\u0026nbsp;   \n\"You're not gonna disappear out of this one.\"\u0026nbsp; Said Worthington, laughing at  \nthe squirming critter whose hips were being pressed forth forcibly against  \nthe larger monster's beak.\u0026nbsp; Boggs squirmed and bucked, feebly pushing at  \nBrock's head and beak in a vain attempt to stop the assault but even he knew  \nthe inevitable truth.\u0026nbsp; He could feel his balls tightening as he cried out  \nthat he was going to come.\u0026nbsp; And he did, orgasming for a half minute at least  \nwhile Brock continued to suck his scrawny shaft.\u0026nbsp; Brock pulled away with a  \npop, let out a hoot and licked his beak.\u0026nbsp;   \nBrock was enjoying this too much, looking like a monster who had just made  \nhis first scare.\u0026nbsp; \"Who's next?\"  \nBrock's enthusiasm was catching and several of the monsters who had  \ncomfortably seated were on their feet cheering and jeering for Brock and his  \nnext victim.  \n\"Uh oh guys.\u0026nbsp; Looks like Brock's getting pumped up.\u0026nbsp; That's right folks, he  \nhasn't even started to show you what he can do.\u0026nbsp; It's going to be be a lot  \n\ntougher for the rest of you!\"\u0026nbsp; This clearly shook the pledges several of\n\nwhom gulped audibly.\u0026nbsp; Meanwhile Claire gulped as well, licking the sticky  \ngoo from her fingers after wiping the lizard's load off her arms and chest.\u0026nbsp;   \nThis was getting old fast.  \n\"By the way, our little lizard friend here lasted a full two minutes.\u0026nbsp;   \nThat's very impressive, Boggs.\u0026nbsp; Guess size really doesn't matter.\"  \nThe lizard beamed proudly as he walked away, flashing his teeth at his  \nfellow pledges as if to say 'beat that!'\u0026nbsp;   \n\"Carlton!\u0026nbsp; Get your fat ass up here!\"\u0026nbsp; A portly pink monster with sweaty  \nbare skin shuffled his way to the front and stopped, huffing slightly.\"  \n\"You better lay off of those midnight snacks, boy.\"\u0026nbsp; Said the lead monster.  \n\"We might have to roll you out of here.\"\u0026nbsp;   \nCarlton looked down at the floor with all six eyes and held back tears as  \nthe other monsters in the room laughed.\u0026nbsp; But as Brock stepped up to the  \nplate, what they saw growing from beneath the pink pad of belly fat that hid  \nhis genitals shut them all up.\u0026nbsp; Despite his humiliation the pink puffball  \nwas rapidly growing the largest erection the onlookers had ever seen.\u0026nbsp; No.\u0026nbsp;   \nMake that the largest THREE erections the onlookers had ever seen.  \nEven Brock took a step back and gaped for a second before he recovered,  \ndropping into his starting position with a determined gleam in his eye.\u0026nbsp;   \nCarlton shuffled nervously as he heard all the murmurs and rude comments  \nfrom the peanut gallery.\u0026nbsp; Luckily, Worthington finally managed to remember  \nthat he had a watch in his hand and what it was for.  \n\"Ahem, okay guys.\u0026nbsp; Ready...Set...go!\"  \nEveryone leaned in to watch, amazed to see Brock not only take those three  \ngoliaths into his mouth but SWALLOW them.\u0026nbsp; Yet more gasps and murmurs of  \namazement were heard as Brock's throat bulged and extended to accommodate   \nthe three pink tube steaks which filled their field of vision.\u0026nbsp;   \n\"How is that possible?\"  \n\"You can actually see the outline of the cocks against his throat!\"  \n\"Is this guy part python or what?\"  \n\"Do you mean Brock or Carlton?\"  \n\"Both?\u0026nbsp; Either?\"  \nThe brothers openly talked amongst themselves as Brock expertly worked the  \nthree gigantic penises in his throat.\u0026nbsp; And they were still growing!\u0026nbsp; By the  \ntime they were at full length, Claire could see the trio of cock heads  \npeeking into the top of her cavernous hiding place.\u0026nbsp; During one particularly  \neager thrust on Carlton's part she'd almost got poked in the eye.\u0026nbsp; She   \ndodged just in time, a cock slapped her on the face and she slapped it back   \nwith an angry swat.  \n\"What is this, a hydra?\u0026nbsp; Watch it!\"  \nThe tubby pink monster surprised everyone by holding on for a whole three  \nminutes.\u0026nbsp; By far the longest record anyone had set to date, and after  \ndumping an ungodly amount of cum directly into Brock's stomach, he dragged  \nhimself away, his three spent cocks dragging behind him and leaving a sticky  \ntrail on the tile.\u0026nbsp; He was welcomed with cheers, back pats and a new found  \nrespect from the senior members, who made way to give him a seat in one of  \nthe plush chairs lining the room.  \n\"Well I don't think anyone will be beating that record.\"\u0026nbsp; Said Worthington  \nafter the cheers died down.\u0026nbsp; \"I guess we judged you wrong Carlton.\u0026nbsp; I won't  \nmake that mistake again.\u0026nbsp; Are you okay Brock?\"  \nBrock, who was on his hands and knees gasping and coughing up globs of cum,  \njust nodded and gave a thumbs up.\u0026nbsp; His belly was distended from all the  \nspunk he'd swallowed and Claire was most assuredly treading those flippers  \nof hers to stay afloat.\u0026nbsp;   \n\"Whew,\"\u0026nbsp; Said Worthington shaking his head in disbelief at his feathered  \nfriend's resiliency, \"Alright.\u0026nbsp; Next monster up to bat.\u0026nbsp; Gunderson.\"  \nA shaggy red monster walked up to the front of the room and crossed his arms  \ndefiantly.\"  \n\"A legacy...\"\u0026nbsp; Drawled Worthington.\u0026nbsp; \"Your daddy won't help you here,  \npledge.\u0026nbsp; Let's see what you're made of.\"  \nThis went on through 30 more pledges without stop.\u0026nbsp; Some lasted just over a  \nminute, some mere seconds, but one by one they all fell to Brock's skilled  \ntongue.\u0026nbsp; By the time they got to the Ps, the top ten had been pretty solidly  \ncemented.\u0026nbsp; Each monster who passed was now bound to knock one of the others  \nfrom their perch and against this year's crop of contenders that turned out  \nto be a tall order.  \n\"I'm sorry, Peterson.\"\u0026nbsp; The lead monster said, patting the scaly purple  \nbeast who had collapsed on the floor after dumping his load down Brock's  \nthroat.\u0026nbsp; \"One minute oh-five would guarantee you placement any other year,  \nbut,\"\u0026nbsp; He looked out over all of the pledges as he said this, \"We've got an  \nespecially impressive group this year.\u0026nbsp; The best I've ever seen.\u0026nbsp; Must be  \nsomething in the sewer water,\"\u0026nbsp; he said, smiling and helping the large beast  \nto his feet.  \nClaire had come to a crisis point. Not long after weathering Carlton's  \ntorrential orgasm, the cum had quickly risen to take up all the remaining  \nspace in Brock's expanding belly, and soon enough it was up to her neck.\u0026nbsp; If  \nthis kept up she would surely drown, and as it inched higher she realized  \nshe had only one choice.\u0026nbsp; She had to swallow the cum.\u0026nbsp; As much and as  \nquickly as possible to keep pace with the rising tide.\u0026nbsp; At the moment the  \nlimping Peterson was being helped out of the room, a monster under each arm,  \nshe was finishing off his load, stifling a burp and wiping her face as some  \nof it trickled back down her chin.\u0026nbsp; Her stomach was so full it hurt, and had  \nshe the freedom to, she doubted she could have moved an inch.  \n\"It's down to the wire, everyone.\u0026nbsp; The last three pledges.\u0026nbsp; Who will stay  \nand who will crawl away?\"  \nThe grotesquely distended Brock jumped up and with his trademark level of  \nenthusiasm.  \n\"Come on, who's gonna take on the beast with the beak?\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; You think you can  \nhandle this, make my day!\"\u0026nbsp; He roared, veins popping from his neck as his  \nchallenge rang out across the halls.  \n\"Challenge accepted.\"\u0026nbsp; Said another horned griff, walking up to the front of  \nthe room.  \n\"Ah yes, Vandergriff.\u0026nbsp; Confident as ever I see.\u0026nbsp; We like that quality here  \nat ROR.\u0026nbsp; We have a volunteer everyone.\u0026nbsp; Let's hope he can put his money shot  \nwhere his mouth is.\u0026nbsp; Boys, you know what to do.\u0026nbsp; Brock cracked his knuckles  \nand got down into the usual position while Vandergriff stood there smirking  \nproudly with his fists on his hips, letting his third horn wave in the air  \nbefore him.\u0026nbsp; The two griffs locked eyes, their competitive drives sparked,  \nand when the President shouted 'go' Brock nearly tackled the younger griff  \nto the ground.\u0026nbsp; Vandergriff kept his cool though, and managed to stay on his  \nfeet.\u0026nbsp; He just smiled serenely down at Brock, their eyes locked as Brock  \ndeep throated his huge ridged monstercock.\u0026nbsp; Though his eyes betrayed  \nnothing, the trembling of his buttocks was plain for all to see.\u0026nbsp; It must  \nhave taken an amazing amount of self control to keep from losing it right  \nthen and there.\u0026nbsp; Several of Brock's earlier victims had curled up into a  \nball at the sheer intensity of the experience and had to be carried out  \ncrying for their mommies, but not Vandergriff.\u0026nbsp; This was his day.\u0026nbsp; He wasn't  \ngoing to let this hot shot beat him no matter how... how... uh oh.\u0026nbsp; He could  \nfeel it coming.\u0026nbsp; It was too soon!\u0026nbsp; He began to panic as he stared into the  \neyes of his adversary.\u0026nbsp; That piercing gaze made it impossible for his mind  \nto wander to less prurient subjects.\u0026nbsp; No.\u0026nbsp; He couldn't let himself be  \ndefeated so easily.\u0026nbsp; He gritted his beak.\u0026nbsp; He flexed his leg muscles digging  \nin his claws and focused on surviving the moment.\u0026nbsp; As each second ticked by,  \nhe kept telling himself 'I can last one more second.\u0026nbsp; I can last one more  \nsecond'.\u0026nbsp; But he was fighting a losing battle.\u0026nbsp; Finally, with the force of a  \nhurricane Brock tore his orgasm from his loins and with a mind shattering  \nhowl, the young griff released his seed into the older Brock's gullet, down  \ninto the darkness to serve as yet another meal for the stuffed and bloated  \nClaire.\u0026nbsp; But not before coating her face and chest with a copious helping of  \npenis pudding.  \n\"Two oh five.\u0026nbsp; Good show Vandergriff, that puts you in the top 5.\"\u0026nbsp;   \nI knew you could do it, said his big blue and pink spotted friend as he  \nstood with the elites, those pledges that had started the semester at the  \ntop of the chomping order.  \n\"Now where were we?\u0026nbsp; Ah yes, Sullivan.\"\u0026nbsp; Roared the very excited Johnny  \nWorthington.\u0026nbsp;   \n\"Well, that's me,\"\u0026nbsp; Said the big blue monster, as cool as if he was going in  \nfor a fur trim.\u0026nbsp; \"Don't wish me luck, I won't need it.\"  \nThe number of hopefuls dwindled as the last of them made their deposits to  \nthe Bank of Brock until there were only two left.  \n\"What do you say we make this a twofer, just for fun?\"\u0026nbsp; Said Worthington,  \nelbowing Brock in the ribs.  \nBrock chuckled as he protected his sensitive sides with his elbows.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;   \n\"Okay, sounds good.\"  \n\"Ward, Williams, You're up!\u0026nbsp; We're going for double trouble!\"\u0026nbsp; The two  \nmonsters gave each other confused looks as they stood side by side at the  \nfront of the room, not sure exactly how this would go down.  \n\"A little closer guys,\" Said Brock, \"Don't be afraid to touch cocks.\u0026nbsp; You  \nknow where they're going in a second.\"  \nThe two monsters bashfully obeyed, pressing themselves as close together as  \nthey could without mounting one another.  \n\"That's the way!\" Said Worthington.\u0026nbsp; \"That's what we call teamwork.\"\u0026nbsp; He  \nlaughed into the sleeve of his official ROR jacket before recovering and  \ncounted down.  \n\"Alright you two.\u0026nbsp; Good luck.\u0026nbsp; On your mark...Get set...Go!\"\u0026nbsp; Brock quickly  \nengulfed the two members in his maw, sucking and bobbing like he had just  \ngotten his hands on the most delicious pair of sludgecicles he had ever  \ntasted. The two monsters immediately tensed up, clenching their jaws as  \ntheir guts dropped through their pelvic floor and into their feet.\u0026nbsp; The  \npressure to perform was immensely terrifying for both of them and they held  \neach others' hands for support.  \n\"Oh god!\u0026nbsp; I canna' hold it any longer!\"\u0026nbsp; Said Williams, his stalk like eyes  \ntwisting themselves in a knot.  \n\"Keep it together man!\" Said the croc-like Ward, grabbing his mate by the  \nshoulders and shaking him.\u0026nbsp; \"You've got to keep going!\"\u0026nbsp;   \nBrock began to twirl his tongue around and between the two shafts, causing a  \nshiver up both their spines.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; He could taste the precum flowing out of  \nWilliams' member, and he began to slide his tongue along the other's furry  \nballs to coax more of the same from him.\u0026nbsp; The braver monster gasped as  \nBrock's tongue invaded his piss slit.\u0026nbsp; Since his pee hole was exceptionally  \nwide, Brock actually managed to slide about half an inch of tongue in  \ncausing the violated monster to keen out in a steady wail of pleasure and  \ndismay.\u0026nbsp; By this time all pretense of decorum had gone out the window and  \nseveral monsters were openly beating off to the sight of the two pledges'  \nplight.\u0026nbsp; Puddles of cum had collected in pools on the tile floor of the  \nliving room and the musky funk of all that spooge and man meat was heavy  \nenough to knock down Godzilla if he were to come wandering in at that  \nmoment.\u0026nbsp;   \nThe two monsters held onto each other for dear life, forgetting their  \nbashfulness as the griff continued to lay siege to their crotches.\u0026nbsp; He was  \ntaking them both to the brink and holding on to the other was the only thing  \nkeeping each of them from being swept away into oblivion.\u0026nbsp; Indeed, at the 2  \nminute mark, they both released simultaneously into the waiting monster's  \nmouth while holding each other in a bone cracking embrace.\u0026nbsp; As their cocks  \npopped free of his beak they continued to clutch the other close crying out  \nthings like \"It's over, it's over!\u0026nbsp; It's finally over!\"\u0026nbsp; and \"I'll never  \ncome again, so long as I live, so help me!\"\u0026nbsp;   \nWhen they were finally pried apart, the two dazed monsters were shocked to  \nhear that they had both passed with flying colors and even landed themselves  \nin the top five.\u0026nbsp; Williams fainted at the news.\u0026nbsp; This knocked a cursing  \nVandergriff from his top spot, though he was still 'in'.\u0026nbsp; He looked on the  \ntwo of them with hatred swearing he'd get his revenge some day soon.\u0026nbsp;   \nMeanwhile, Brock Pearson was back on his feet, whooping and hollering with  \nthe rest of the crowd.\u0026nbsp; It wasn't every day he got to swallow his fill of  \ncum, and from so many fresh untapped and innocent young monsters too.\u0026nbsp; He  \nlooked so bloated he might burst as the brothers all gathered around him to  \npat him, punch him in the arm or just touch his feathers in awe to make sure  \nhe was real.\u0026nbsp; He soaked up the attention like a sponge, and suddenly felt  \nlike he had the energy to suck a hundred more cocks.  \n\"Now now, everyone.\u0026nbsp; Let's calm down.\u0026nbsp; The ceremony isn't over yet.\u0026nbsp; We  \nstill have to announce the winners! Will the newest members of our house  \nplease come to the front?\"  \nAll the winning pledges stood at the front of the room while friends,  \nguests, and the remaining losers were all hurried out the door, never to  \nwitness the solemn swearing in ceremony of the ROR members.  \nI would like to congratulate each and every one of you for your performance  \nthese past weeks.\u0026nbsp; You are all outstanding monsters and have proven your  \nworthiness of the ROR name.\u0026nbsp; From this day forward you will stand with us  \nnot as juniors but as brothers.\u0026nbsp; And to make this moment official, we will  \nseal this bond with one final symbolic gesture.\u0026nbsp; A gift of life.\u0026nbsp; Brock,  \nwill you do the honors?\"\u0026nbsp;   \n\"As Vice President of the Greek Council, I hereby induct you into the  \nhallowed ranks of R Omega R.\u0026nbsp; Now stand ready to receive your badges, which  \nyou will wear proudly for the rest of the day as a symbol of your induction  \ninto this honorable house.\"  \nThe large purple griff began to jack his ridged cock fiercely.\u0026nbsp; It had been  \nstanding at attention since his tongue had first touched skin and it took no  \ntime at all for him to reach his peak.\u0026nbsp;   \n\"Here it comes!\"\u0026nbsp; he bellowed, spraying all ten of the new ROR brothers  \nacross the face and chest with his thick, smelly cum.\u0026nbsp; A blastwave of musk  \nknocked everyone down as he doused the monsters in volley after volley of  \ncum.\u0026nbsp; Several of them wiped the gunk from their eyes only to be slimed again  \nwith another wave of bird seed.  \nThanking everyone, and receiving even more enthusiastic thanks in return,  \nthe huge purple griff bowed out of the after party festivities and sloshed  \nout the door to his own house.\u0026nbsp; Professor Knight passed him as he crossed  \ncampus and smiled as he noticed the purple griff's smeared and matted  \nfeathers, not to mention his obscenely huge gut.  \n\"Ah, another successful induction ceremony, I see.\u0026nbsp; You're just like your  \nfather, you know that, Pearson?\"  \n\"Hehe, you know me, Professor.\u0026nbsp; Always happy to lend a helping  \nhand...er...beak.\"  \nHe finally waddled into his room and collapsed onto his bed exhausted.\u0026nbsp; He  \nwas just about to pass out when he felt a rumbling in his tummy.\u0026nbsp; He had all  \nbut forgotten about Claire!\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; Quickly he sat up gripping his stomach and  \nvomited, spewing forth a gush of cum to cover the floor of his room, along  \nwith a very soggy Claire.\u0026nbsp;   \n\"Ogh...\"\u0026nbsp; He burped, wiping cum from his mouth.\u0026nbsp; \"How did you like it?\"  \nClaire glared at him and bared her fangs, looking like a spider ready to  \nstrike.\u0026nbsp; She spoke slowly.  \n\"That was the most disgusting, depraved and unspeakable thing I have ever  \nbeen a part of and I will never be able to wash it from my memory no matter  \nhow many sludge baths I take.\u0026nbsp; It was sticky.\u0026nbsp; It was smelly.\u0026nbsp; It was nasty.  \nIt was absolutely positively the most....wonderful thing you've ever done  \nfor me!\" Clair said, suddenly pouncing the big Brock in a crushing hug.\u0026nbsp;   \n\"I can't believe you did that!\u0026nbsp; I can't believe I did that!\u0026nbsp; Do you know how  \nmuch cum I had to eat to keep from drowning?\u0026nbsp; Do you know how long it will  \ntake to get this gunk out of my fur?\u0026nbsp; And that Carlton guy, jeez, I almost  \nlost an eye!\u0026nbsp; You really do have a monstrous appetite, Brock!\u0026nbsp; I can't  \nbelieve I did that!\"\u0026nbsp;   \n\"Calm down there, screamosabe,\" Said Brock, \"We don't want to send you to  \nthe health center again.\"  \n\"Oh shut up and kiss me.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;The End.  \n  \nP.S. This story contains depictions of adult situations, vore, spooge,  \n  \nweight gain, vomit, public humiliation, force feeding, bukkake, foot  \n  \nworship, and lots of gay cock sucking. If these things tend to upset you, do  \n  \n\nnot read this story!\n\n  \n  \n\n"}