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Kyle knew something was wrong.

As a college freshman, he had been told these would be the best years of his life, and he intended to experience everything they offered. He joined a fraternity, fully aware that hazing came with the territory, but he hadn’t expected the pledge master to make him drink something that looked, smelled, and tasted like blood.

Since that night, the nightmares had begun.

He lived in a constant state of tension. His thoughts felt invaded. Worst of all, he had betrayed his girlfriend - something he still couldn’t explain. With his roommate, of all people. He remembered the moment only vaguely, like watching himself from a distance, as though something else had been guiding him.

Kyle had never even been attracted to men.

Tonight, the compulsion returned.

He ignored his roommate and locked himself in his room, knowing deep down he would lose control again. He lay in bed, hoping sleep might smother the feeling.

But in the span of a moment, everything changed.

His clothes were gone.His body burned.

And for the first time, Kyle realized he wasn’t resisting his impulses anymore.

He was welcoming it.

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Seth

Mmm wonder what him and the roommate would look like shifting together

fullmoonfever

I'm planning on expanding this story so you won't have to wonder in the near future