Just get on with it. [King Jake Route]

Author's note: This thread will focus on Jake's awakenking as a dominant male as he builds a harem of freshmen girls, eventually including his **** cocktease sister. Expect ****, ****, harem, bondage, humiliation, and **** content, as well as whatever else feels like fun as I write. I will add branches periodically, so please remember to vote or comment on the direction you want to see! Thanks for reading!

It was too much. The strange new policy regarding freshmen women, the casual sexuality that seemed to take over everyone on campus, all of it. My sister, who had never been quite as sweet as she liked our parents to believe, was assigned a red band for her wrist and suddenly she became some kind of pimp?

Her fingers curling around the tent-pole in my pants were a system shock, but one I decided I had been desperately needing. Why was I the only person who seemed to resist this new way of things? It didn't make sense to sit on the sidelines while things changed around me.

An idea took root in my mind. Lori's idea, but bigger. If I could seriously gain some control over a significant number of the freshmen women's study habits, I might be able to pull it off. I could wield the new policy however I wanted, within reason.

I met Lori's eyes. Her beautiful blue eyes, currently challenging, questioning my fortitude. She had placed herself on the table as a sexual prospect, practically flaunted herself at me, rubbed her body on mine. I knew she was just trying to mess with me, but I wasn't about to let her get her way. She'd had enough of that growing up.

No, Lori's time as the sweet little sister was over. Mom and Dad weren't around to protect her. Now, she was a freshman. A redband. That made her ****. I could work with that.

Suddenly finding my backbone, I brushed her hand away. "Just show me the sluts you've already talked to. I want to get this party started."

Lori blinked in surprise. She'd clearly expected me to break under her pressure. Guess I wasn't the only one who had misjudged a sibling. "Uh, yeah. Alright." The faint blush on her cheeks betrayed her own arousal. She had actually been looking forward to my cock.

I grinned. All in good time.

She scrolled through the girls on the roster and summarized a few of them for me. All of them were very pretty eighteen-year-olds and all of them were dangerously poor students in need of a mentor.

Just my type, as it turned out. I just needed to pick one and Lori would set up a meeting and explain everything. This was going to be a great year.