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A Classifying Initiation for Heru by Draconicon

Jerry rubbed the back of his head as he walked up the steps to the frat house. The elephant was still smarting from the lecture from the orca dean, but he supposed that he was getting off lightly compared to most guys who'd pulled the stunt he had. After all, riding through the college campus with a dildo up his ass and his hole exposed to anyone behind him wasn't exactly great behavior.

Still, he couldn't quite shake the knowing look from the dean after that. It was like the orca knew something he didn't, and if there was one thing that Jerry hated, it was being in the dark.

At least it's all over now; it's just initiation tonight, he thought as he walked into the frat house. Several other guys that had been hazed like mad over the last couple of weeks were also there, including a mouse, a rat, and a wolf. They waved at him as he walked by, and he felt one of them glance towards his ass. He realized that they'd probably done the same thing, and he pulled at his pants, showing that they were a normal pair. They laughed with blushing cheeks, and he made himself laugh with them.

Before he could get comfortable, however, the door opened again. Jerry turned, then groaned as he recognized the newcomer as the doberman that had chased him across campus.

"What are you doing here?"

"Huh?" The doberman blinked, then grinned. "Oh, it was YOU I was chasing all over the place this morning. I thought you were going for this, but then I didn't want to make assumptions. You know what I mean?"

"What else could I have been doing? And you still haven't answered my question."

"Oh, I'm from an out of town chapter of the frat. Sorry."

Jerry stared as the doberman rooted through his pockets before pulling out a pin with the fraternity's symbol on it. Pinning it to his chest, the canine looked up and grinned.

"See? Full member."

"You've gotta be kidding me..."

"Nope. Been one for a few years now. And - oh, have you been initiated yet?"

"...No?"

"Oh ho ho, that's tonight for you, isn't it? Oh, you're in for a treat, big guy, a real treat. I'm Ben, by the way."

"I'm...Jerry."

They shook hands just as a gong echoed throughout the house. Ben looked up and smiled.

"Looks like they're calling us to the meeting room. Don't want to be late for this; might get the dregs."

"The dregs of what?"

"Oh, sorry, forget I said anything."

The doberman was off before he could push for more information, and as Jerry looked over his shoulder at the other newbies, they looked just as confused as him. Sighing, the elephant followed after his fellow cyclist, hoping that they weren't going to be completely humiliated. Again.

Well, I didn't expect this!

Kneeling naked in front of the weasel head of the fraternity chapter, the elephant really struggled to keep his hands at his sides. It helped a little bit that everyone else had already stripped down, giving some semblance of equality, but it was still more than a little embarrassing. He just hoped that they'd be given something to wear by the time that the weasel was done with his speech, which he seemed to be wrapping up.

"And so we welcome our newest members to our brotherhood, to be enfolded within our ranks and arms, to be held close and treasured for as long as they choose to stay with us. May they choose to stay for as long as they can."

"May their stay be long and happy," the fraternity chanted with him.

"Now, stand and turn to your new brothers."

It was all that Jerry could do to stand up slowly and with some dignity. At least he managed that much, even if he was blushing like the sun as he turned around. It didn't help things that his shaft slipped around, smacking the wolf on his left in the arm. With a muttered 'sorry', he looked over the other members, and then looked away again as he realized that they were all more turned on than he felt the situation warranted.

The weasel stepped around them to the center of the room. While he'd been chanting, Jerry had heard furniture being moved in, but he hadn't seen it until now. A huge altar-like thing had been placed behind a bubbling pot that was kept heated with a couple of lab-burners under it. The rest of the furniture - tables, chairs, everything - had been shoved away, leaving only this strange contraption. The weasel raised his arms, and waved at everyone.

"Come forth, and drink. Let us join together once more."

It was shocking how quickly the entire frat charged towards the pot. Jerry, in his hesitation, ended up almost at the very back of the line. The only person that had been slower than him was -

"Oh, you're still in front of me. Sorry, didn't recognize you without your butt hanging out of your pants."

Ben. The elephant groaned, trying not to think about the doberman looking at his ass again. It had been bad enough being stared at the whole way here, but having his ass fully on display was worse. Who knew what the dog was thinking at this point?

Still, eventually he was able to take his mind off of things, particularly as they got closer and closer to the bubbling pot. Other frat brothers that had already taken some were off to the side, and while they were jerking at their cocks just as much as before, he thought that there were some changes. Like his fellow pledge, that mouse. He swore that rodent hadn't been so big before; at the very least, Stan over there must have a very good trick for hiding that monster down his pants, and...was it still growing?

He shook his head, dismissing it as an impossibility, but when he looked to another guy - some jaguar - he blinked as he watched their ass cheeks parting before his eyes. It was like someone had grabbed them and had started pulling them apart with their hands, quickly exposing the hole between. Jerry looked away, but he knew that he'd seen it. Something was happening to the people drinking...whatever that stuff was.

"Something wrong, big guy?"

"What is that stuff, Ben? What's happening to everybody?"

"What? The getting bigger and everything?"

"Yeah...yeah, that."

"Oh, that's just part of the initiation. It helps people know what they really like, whether they're a top, a bottom, that kinda thing."

"Why would that matter?!"

"Well, we do fuck a lot."

"You -"

"Hey, it's fun, it blows off steam, why wouldn't we?"

"Nobody told me -"

The doberman pointed ahead, and Jerry turned around, only to be handed a cup of the green stuff. He was pushed out of the way by Ben, and he was left to stare at the damn thing. The goo bubbled up and down in the cup, and he blushed as he realized that he'd either end up as a big dicked lug, or a horny bottom. Either way, he was going to be having sex tonight.

Ben joined him, smiling as he held up a cup that matched the elephant's.

"On three?"

"...Why not?"

"Heh. One, two, three."

Downing the goo was easier than he thought; it went down like a shake rather than like slime. As it hit his stomach, Jerry groaned as he felt a massive tingling running through his body, heading down into his crotch...and embarrassingly, into his ass.

Almost immediately he could feel his ass cheeks parting, pulling apart as if tugged by invisible hands. Some of the fatty bits of his ass burned off, leaving him with a little more muscle back there. He looked down, over his shoulder. Flicking his tail out of the way, he could actually make out his hole without using a mirror for the first time in his life. He wasn't sure if he was happy or mortified.

Turning around, he almost slapped his trunk against Ben's growing cock. The doberman's shaft was well past twelve inches already, and still growing. He stared at it as Ben chuckled, stroking the thing a few times.

"Heh, well, looks like I'm still a top."

"S-still?"

"Yeah, well, your tastes can change. I've gone up and down the scale a couple of times. You?"

"Uh...bottom."

"Really? Let me see."

The doberman moved faster than Jerry expected, and the elephant almost fell over as the doberman suddenly pulled his hips back. Leaning against the side of the altar, he had a front row view of the growing cocks and changing asses around him. It was astounding, and more than a little arousing, to watch as the fraternity grew and changed around him. The weasel, surprisingly, was as much of a bottom as him; the head of the chapter was sitting on the ground, his ass cheeks spreading wider and wider apart, until it looked like he was flashing a breedable toy rather than an asshole hidden between cheeks.

It didn't help when he felt Ben's breath on his hole, either. Jerry blushed as he leaned forward even more, sticking his ass out as the doberman looked over his ass. He swore he felt the air puffing into his hole, but that was impossible, wasn't it?

"Heh, looks like it's doing pretty good. Your ass is gaping already."

"Gaping?!"

"Hey, the potion makes you into a perfect little bottom, eager for fucking. Aren't you eager?"

"...Yes, but -"

"Good, let's get started."

Jerry yelped as his ass was suddenly spread wide around the doberman's cock. Shoved up to the altar until his cock was slammed down over the side, the elephant moaned hard as that first thrust took him over the edge in one go. He came hard, spurting all over his feet, and to his surprise, he felt a blast of cum up his ass as well.

"How..."

"Potion...makes us all pretty sensitive...And hyper productive. We'll all need a dozen orgasms or more tonight."

"Oh god..."

He panted as he looked around. The floor was already getting soaked with cum, and Stan the mouse looked like he'd gotten both the rat and the wolf new pledges to himself, going back and forth between their changed asses. Jerry suddenly gasped as the doberman's knot was tugged out of him, barely aware it had been in him.

"Ready for round two?"

"No, but...go ahead."

The End