Yo takes charge...

Cammy waddled along behind Dion, having to use both of her small hands to hold up those over sized male sweat pants. Entering a back room at the frat house, they found Yolanda waiting for them in that bedroom. "Yo is our resident best girl... she loves hanging out here in the frat with all us men. Heheh..." Cammy felt Dion's big hot hand on her lower back as he guided her into the room walking over closer to Yolanda. The former straight QB couldn't understand why she was feeling so submissive, so willing to let Dion take charge of the situation.

"Wait this isn't a sex thing... is it? I have a girlfriend that loves me." Cammy protested weakly, as she felt that big hot hand slide down to cup her ass cheek as Dion smirked at her. Cammy feeling her new sex quiver and leak even more as the tall handsome black back up Quarter back touched her.

"Hey Yo got that snow queen for ya to dress up." He explained, as they walked up to the tall ebony goddess who was standing beside the bed.

"Relax sissy bitch... You are not exactly ma type, I like a nice fat cock. And you aint got one of those at the moment." Yolanda observed with a nasty smirk, as she moved over to look Cammy's new body over critically. Turning her gaze to Dion, she looked him in the eyes as she asked. "So Dion baby... Do ya want me ta make this bitch up like a party girl?"

"That's the idea sweet thing... give her the bimbo treatment." Dion answered with a grin, his fingers rubbing down the crack of Cammy's ass. The pale red head just stood there frozen, confused as to why she was having such a hard time resisting the other jocks touch. His thick fingers continued teasing her, making it hard to pay attention to what they were saying. "We want this one to look like the little sexy little ho she really is."

"Wait wha..." Cammy moans as those finger push up between her leg's, pinching and roughly rubbing at her new sex through the clothe of those sweats. Sending tingles of sexual excitement running through her new pussy, making a shiver of delight race up her spine. Suddenly the picture of Dion's naked body popped into mind, they had showered together after football practice plenty of times. "Uhem..." Cammy moaned thinking about his eight inches of thick black cock, jutting out stiffly from his sculpted male body.

"Listen to Yo... do what she tells ya." Dion ordered as he leaned in nuzzling at her neck for a long moment, as those fingers teased at her leaking pussy for a minute longer. Making Cammy pant for breath, as he kissed along her long slender neck playfully. "Be a good girl... for me." He whispered teasingly biting and suckling on her neck roughly, as if he were just trying to leave a hickie on her slender white neck.

"C'mon miss prissy... I promise it aint goin' ta be painful." Yolanda smirked as Dion pushed you towards her, before he turned and strolled out of the room leaving you in her care. "Damn you is white!" Yo snorted in disgust, as she grabbed your team jersey and stripped it off exposing your naked chest. "Damn fine titties tho'. Alright drop the rest of it... let Yolanda see what shes got to work with." Slowly you strip off your sweat pants and jock strap, which are both damp with your fluids. "Fuckin' hell yer wet... looks like them bros done slipped you a cheapie-X."

"Wait what... a cheapie-X?" Cammy asks in confusion, this wasn't what she had been told at all.

"Yeah... its not a factory X-chance pill... its a street vendor knock off pill. All this excess creamin' that's a sure sign, its side effects sweetie. Depending on how it was made... and who made it, there might be a lot more." Yolanda warned with a sly smirk, as she looked over that pale naked body carefully. "The last sissy bitch they had me make up, walked away with a black baby in her belly. They never did figure out who the daddy was..."