You go back to the dorm to discuss the sleeping arrangements.

You give Erin a soft kiss and say, "Sorry, sweety, not tonight, I have to talk to my roomie about who get's top bunk now." He blushes, clearly turned on by your cool confidence. You feel ready to confront Red, the slutty slime switch that so thoroughly dominated you on your first night.

"Go get em, stud!" Erin kisses you goodbye, slipping you a little tongue that tempts you to stay the night, but you have to see this through. You head back to your dorm, the halls sparsely populated as night falls. When you arrive, you take a second to gather yourself, then you open the door and walk inside.

"Hey, slut, I hear you've had a big first day. I hope you don't think that changes things between us." Red is standing across the room, at least a head taller than you and bulging with muscles. You guess that he absorbed at least a few loads of monster cum so he could swell up bigger than you. He barely fits into his school uniform, though you doubt he will have to worry about it much longer. He walks toward you, slowly unbuttoning his shirt and stepping out of his pants, he grows even larger as he is free from his clothes, taking on brutally beautiful features and revealing a python-like cock. He places arms with muscles bigger than your head around you, trapping you against the door.

"Not so tough now, are you, slut? Why don't you make this easy on us both and drop to your knees? You can act as butch as you want out there, but we both know inside you're a little bitch boi." You tremble, feeling a lot less cool and a lot less confident than you did just a moment ago. Unlike the other opponents you overpowered today, Red knows all your tricks better than you do and he's expecting them. What chance do you have against him?

"Fuck that! I'm not surrendering to your switchy bitch ass without a fight!" You hear yourself spit the words out at Red before fully thinking them through. Having heard it, you are glad you said it. You don't expect to win every encounter you face, but from here on out, you will never surrender without a fight ever again.

Red growls and grabs you by the throat, lifting you into the air. Your legs kick helplessly, and you try to be like water, but you are still buttoned up in your enchanted uniform and bound by human limits. "Heh. Didn't think this through, didya, bitch? Hard to fight a slime as just a little boi. I'll just **** you out and wake you up with my cock!"

He feels surprisingly firm and powerful, but you know he has to have a weakness. Your lungs burn as you struggle for air, your vision blurs, and your limbs feel sluggish and heavy. You only have one chance...you reach behind your back and with a herculean effort unzip your backpack. You reach in, feeling for something, anything to fend off your attacker.

Your hand finds something large and blunt, and you blindly bring it out and crash it down on Red's head. He drops you and stumbles back and you fall to your feet, gasping for air and swinging wildly. As your vision clears you see what you are striking him with...a large slime mold of the werewolf's canine cock that you had decided to stash away for later. You press your advantage, ripping free of your shirt and slipping around striking at his blindspot. You dart towards his legs, hoping to sweep them out from under him while your wolf wang wallops him.

Out of nowhere, a thick tendril springs out of Red's back and slaps you away like a fly. You go watery so the fall doesn't hurt and you pounce up firm and ready to strike, when Red stops you by calling out, "Wait a sec! Did you just hit me with a dildo, you loopy bitch?!" Blessings, I was just playing around, Bob. I'm not a psycho, I wasn't going to **** you out and **** you. I just heard you like to play rough!" He rubs his head and starts shrinking back to his normal size and more androgynous, alluring features.

You stand up, jelly still pumping and still on guard, and still holding the doggy dildo like a war club. "Oh yeah? Well they should have told you I also play to win! I'm not anyone's bitch anymore! If I have to fight for that, fine, you'll probably win, but you'll know you've been in a fight afterwards." You see Red's expression slowly shift from anger to confusion and softening into regret. You soften to, absorbing the cock club into you and allowing your features to soften. "On the other hand, if you want to play on a more level playing field, I wouldn't mind pretending to be your little bitch from time to time."

You walk up to him, your hips swelling and swaying as you do. He tenses up as you approach, but lowers his guard as you slowly stroke his cock. He licks his lips in anticipation, and then you lean in and lick them too, whispering, "But you go first" and you pull his cock off with a lusty PLOP and slide it against his flat groin. Whether out of instinct or learned behavior, you don't know, but Red immediately allows you to fuck him with his own cock, moaning your name as his lips close around yours.

You fall to the floor in a wet, slippery tangle, tongues and limbs and bodies intertwined as you writhe wet and wanting against each other. You grow a replica of Devlin's fat shaft and push another hole inside him. Red breaks the kiss to moan, "You OOOH better fuck me good, stud, cuz I'm gonna AAAH fuck you twice as NNNH hard and twice as MMMM long when it's MOAN my turn!"

You smile as you feel your cock spreading Red like jelly and simultaneously share the sensation of being filled with two fat cocks. Red bucks his hips back hard against yours, even when he's getting fucked he's trying to assert dominance. You piston with jack hammer ****, the speed of a horny rabbit, and bulls eye precision. You can feel the stubborn switch melt under you and yield to your relentless pounding. "See what happens when you submit like a good bimboi bitch?! You get fucked nice and hard like and you can let daddy do all the work."

Red moans wetly and begins sucking the shafts pounding him even more desperately. You file away his father fixation for future use and slam into his warm, wet hole with animalistic abandon. You don't think you'll ever get used to the sensation of feeling a slime boi's cunt holes milk your swollen shaft and feel his nerves sizzle and pop and fry both your brains with boiling hot bliss...and you wouldn't have it any other way. You wrap your plump lips around his ear and whisper, "Now swell up for me, slut, I wanna fuck a big, beefy bimbo."

Red whimpers and nods dumbly, swelling and bulking up to twice your size, but still letting you pound his buff, bountiful ass. You love how hard his body feels as you wrap around him, love how soft he feels inside as he surrenders to you and let's you enjoy the sweet, sticky fruits of victory. Red groans, "Cute NNH trick, Bob, but I'm NNNGH gonna make you OOOH pay for it when WHIMPER it's my turn!"

You smile and snarl, "Your turn? Bitch, after the day I had? This is YOUR turn! And I can go all night!" He moans and melts and you roar righteously. It's going to be a long...hard night, and come break of dawn, you hope Red really can fuck you twice as hard as you plowed him. You think you are going to like the new sleeping arrangements, top bunk...bottom bunk, you can take turns or share the same bed. Now that you understand each other, you can both have all sorts of fun. And you plan to make even more friends like Red...and Erin...and James...and who knows how many tops and bottoms and in-betweens. You have a lot to learn after all...and you plan to be a model student...

(This is as far as I have planned for this branch but feel free to add your own adventures!)