Hang out around campus.

You decide you could use a little excitement. It feels like lately all you've done is hide away in your dorm when you aren't in class or sitting in the corner of the cafeteria. It's silly to spend the rest of your life scared of bimbois trying to seduce and infect you. You have always been pretty much invisible anyway. Even your party slut roommate only propositioned you as a last resort and she let you go without a fight.

Feeling a new spring in your step you aimlessly wander around campus, enjoying the dappled light of the setting sun filtered through the lush leaves and the sounds of your school without the usual clatter and cries. You don't have any destination in mind as long as it is away from the usual hovel you hide away in, and anywhere doesn't disappoint for it's novelty.

You see a bench sitting under a mighty oak and take a load off in the spreading shadows. Night is falling and you expect to see the crowds come spilling out any second. You can see the campus crossroads where all four corners converge before the sidewalks spiral out sprawling over the school. You can't imagine a better spot to quietly people watch, some might say leer lasciviously, from relative privacy and comfort.

You do find it a little odd that you didn't come across any other intrepid wanderers in your rambling stroll. It's a quiet time of evening, but it's still a major university. You would expect to see a least a few people heading from here to there, if not dozens. Come to think of it, you didn't hear anyone either. It's almost as if everyone decided to explore your favored pastime and hide away in their dorms. You look around and realize it is dark and you are all alone, and you start to get creeped out.

Just when you are about to 'calmly' walk back to your dorm as fast as your legs can carry you, you see a familiar face: Alexi, the weird Russian pervert of your dorm floor, and on your floor that means he's pretty pervy. He seems confused, darting here and there and without the camera he always takes everywhere to film his peeping tom porn. You stand up and wave him over, figuring you can help him find his way back to your dorm and he can keep you company even though you aren't really scared. Oddest thing, he doesn't seem to be slowing down as he barrels toward you. "Alexi? Where's the fi-OOF"

Alexi tackles you to the ground and covers your mouth with his hand. It smells like cabbage and lube. You struggle, but he whispers fiercely, "What of the Hell?! Be shuttingk up! Don't you know it is Stag Night! I wanted to be gettingk the footage, but they spotted me, and...oh no, they're here!" He pops up and runs the opposite direction before you can ask him what Stag Night is or who is chasing him. You get your answer to both soon enough. A group of maybe a dozen or so in long black cloaks walk in a slow march. When they see Alexi run off, they split up, quickly corralling him until he is surrounded.

You stay hidden in the shadows, spying silently, not daring to breath. The Russian looks scared out of his mind, you wonder what horrors the cloaks could hide that has him so terror stricken. One of the figures steps forward as two others grab Alexi and drag him to the ground. You see them pull their hood down revealing a stunning red head wearing a headdress of buck horns. She parts her cloak and stands over your dorm mate, revealing her pale, perfect breasts, hefty hips, and thick, dripping cock. You hear her cry out, apparently to anyone and everyone, "IN THE NAME OF ARTEMIS, WE CHRISTEN THIS STAG NIGHT WITH OUR FIRST OFFERING! I, MAEVE, WILL TEST THIS CHILD, MAKING HIM A MAN...OR A DAUGHTER OF ARTEMIS!"

The cloaked crowd erupts in blood curdling shrieks. You watch with bated breath as Alexi's clothes are cut from his body and the fiery bimboi lowers her pale ass onto his surprisingly hard cock. He struggles, but she easily slams him back to the ground with her thundering thighs and and ample ass. Alexi doesn't seem to be struggling quite as viciously as Maeve begins sliding up and down his shaft. You can't say you blame him. You've never been so scared, or so enthralled in your life. It's like your worst wet nightmare come to life. Your heart is pounding and your cock is scared stiff as you wait to see if he can pass his test.

You see the hooded figures form a tight circle around Maeve and her prey, you watch intently, waiting for a crack in their formation to see if he passed his test, only to hear a familiar cry in a much more feminine tone scream, "Da! DAAAAA! I am likingk this change!" Your blood freezes as number of hard realities hits you. You were right to worry about bimbois hunting you down and transforming you! The only person you know of that could help you just joined their ranks! And she knows exactly where you are hiding!

You don't know if you can run. It sure didn't seem to help poor Alexi. If you don't, she will surely lead you to them, won't she? Unless, maybe she will feel sorry for you and lead them away. You were always nice to the weird little creep...to his face anyway. If you can't run...can't hide...what can you do?