James

It had been a nerve-wracking few weeks for James to navigate as his youthful sister had transitioned into a willful Bimgurl and created a harem of his former friends. All those lacking a similar intellect had swiftly been dominated by Juliet and found themselves changed into weak-willed Sissiboi's only too eager to serve their newfound Mistress. James was relieved to have returned to some sort of normality, especially after witnessing his former friend Charles or Charlie as they would know forever be known, sucking the head of his sister's cock whilst the newly transitioned Lucy drove their cock between Charlie's rotund cheeks.

Juliet had promised their parents that James would remain out of harm's way, though he had found her eyes tended to follow him around the room. A chill ran down his spine as he tried to forget the past week's events; soon, he could laugh with Billy upon his return and catch up with Nathan, who had remained on campus throughout the holidays. Inserting his key into the door, James carried the bag in one hand and staggered in with the battered rucksack on his back. Once over the threshold, he instinctively closed the door behind him.

James ignored the thought of calling out as he ascended the stairs, grunting as he reached the top. Naturally, his eyes darted toward Billy's room; James was surprised to see the door slightly ajar. It was unlike Billy not to greet anyone unless something had changed. Feeling unnerved, James eased the rucksack from his back and placed it beside the bag before moving toward it. As he neared it, James swore he could hear a series of low guttural moans fill the air around him; slowly, he raised a hand and lightly pressed on the door.

As it swung inward, he barely managed to suppress a shocked gasp at the sight of...