He's all in

Bobby looked at you. "I've got nothing to lose. My parents disowned me, no friends besides Herbert, and my job's a shit-stain on the rug." You nodded, allowing him to talk and to vent a bit. Not that you cared, you didn't, but it would help get a lot of his anxiety out of the way. "Sadly, there's nothing left for me anyway."

"You made your peace with it, I see." You looked at the man and then motioned for him to drop his pants. "Here, I'm going to give you a shot. This will introduce the infection strain into your blood. Once it starts, it will be quick. You won't need your clothes but we'll be going at it for quite some time. Do you understand?"

"Yes..." he gulped, trying to find some degree of courage and failing miserably, though you gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "Will it hurt?"

"Yes, not going to lie. It will hurt. Your body will change. Monica and Brandi here will help you through it later on but for now, you'll be working with me." You took a look at his body, his small scrawny frame looked positively twiggy next to yours, and you just shook your head before you looked at his face. "Did you have a particular look in mind?"

Bobby shook his head as he lowered his pants and then his boxers, standing before you completely nude. "No...I will leave it to you."

Passive Beta male to the end, you groaned internally but you supposed it was the natural order of things. Your body was pumping out pheromones like mad and his natural submissiveness became overwhelmed by your alpha tendencies. You could see how he became such a meek boy-toy, subject to the whims of older, more dominant men. You didn't even have to guess that he was a bottom. It was plain as day.

You placed the needle in his arm and injected the vial's contents into his system. Almost immediately, his face became flushed and his breathing a bit more shallow but you just nodded as you finished pumping in the contents. "There we go. It'll be hitting you shortly." You placed the needle into the disposal bin and then turned to Monica. "Babe, make sure you prep him some cocktail, okay? He'll need it."

She nodded and moved off to the small bathroom. Brandi came out of the bedroom and helped you move Bobby in to the room before she turned and closed the door behind her. Bobby, for his part, started to sweat and his pulse was racing even faster now. "Oh..um.."

You looked at him and nodded. "Let's begin..."