The Alpha Sigma mansion throbbed like a neon vein in Neon City's rotting heart, its holographic facade—skulls, cocks, and the crimson ΑΣ—bleeding light into the 2035 night. The foyer churned, a violet-lit inferno where strobe lights scorched retinas, techno beats shattered bones, and the air reeked of sweat, cum, and weed, a fog of primal sin. Bodies writhed on the dancefloor, a couple rutted on a velvet couch, her moans drowned by the chaos. Ethan Kane stood amid the carnage, blood and seed staining his torn shirt, seven-inch shaft half-hard, still pulsing from Raven Skye's bathroom baptism. Her cunt had forged him, her juices and screams unlocking a fleeting blaze—strength coursing through veins, a one-hour spark that turned the scrawny 21-year-old from a shadow into a beast. Two goons lay broken, skulls caved, brains splattered, blood pooling on marble, their deaths a hymn to his fire.
Raven lounged against the bathroom's cracked sink, jet-black hair wild, icy blue eyes glinting, D-cup breasts heaving in a leather corset, silver-pierced nipples winking through lace. Her microskirt hugged a thick ass, fishnets torn, shaved cunt slick, clit stud pulsing like a beacon. Lighting a cigarette, she smirked, smoke curling, voice a dark purr. "Nice start, nerd. But Brock's gonna rip your cock off unless you claim more." Ethan's emerald eyes burned, muscles taut, strength fading but hunger eternal. The crowd, a sea of drunk frat rats and Instagram whores, filmed with glowing phones, some jerking off, others screaming, lust and fear a palpable pulse.
Brittany Cox, Alpha Sigma's cheerleader queen, stood near a neon-lit pillar, the holographic ΑΣ pulsing under sweat-slick skin, a blonde siren ruling Liberty University's social jungle. Her ponytail swayed, C-cup breasts strained a pink crop top, nipples sharp as blades, glistening with sweat. Her microskirt was shredded, white thong clinging to plump pussy lips, swollen clit a faint outline, juices trickling down tanned thighs. Blue eyes darted, fear and defiance warring, musky scent slicing the chaos. As Brock Steele's lover, she'd mocked Ethan's humiliation, a nobody to crush, but now, with goons dead and Ethan's fire rising, her smirk faltered, cunt dripping with dread and desire.
Brock loomed at the foyer's center, a six-foot-five mutant colossus, veins throbbing with bio-weapon venom, scarlet eyes blazing like hellfire. Blonde buzzcut gleamed, tank top stretched over pecs that could shatter steel, presence a storm of rage. "You're fucking dead, worm!" he roared, voice shaking walls, remaining goons circling, knuckles bloodied, grins feral. Ethan's heart pounded, Raven's spark urging forward, Brittany's gaze a challenge. Brock lunged, mutant fist a blur, but Ethan dodged, strength waning but instinct alive, rolling across blood-slick marble. The crowd roared, phones flashing, chanting "Kill him!" or "Fuck him up!" Ethan scrambled upright, cock stirring, primal ember flaring.
Brittany bolted, thong tearing, but Ethan surged, pinning her against the neon pillar, crimson glow bathing her trembling frame, ΑΣ flickering like a dying star. The crowd tightened, breath hot, some stroking, others filming, air a cocktail of cum and death. Brittany's crop top shredded, C-cup tits spilling free, pink nipples taut, glistening, begging teeth. Skirt gone, pussy a vision—shaved, lips swollen, juices streaming, clit a glistening pearl swollen with defiance and desire. "Fuck you, creep!" she snarled, nails slashing Ethan's face, blood beading, voice venomous, trembling, cunt dripping onto marble. Ethan's fire roared, Raven's lesson echoing—sex was his crucible, salvation. "You're mine," he growled, voice low, primal, shaft rigid, seven inches of veined steel, pre-cum slicking her thigh. Crowd's chants grew fevered, "Fuck her! Fuck her!" phones glowing, frat boys jerking, girls rubbing skirts, lust a wave.
Brock froze, scarlet eyes wide, mutant veins pulsing, a guttural "No!" ripping from his throat, fists clenched, shaking, rage boiling. Ethan's smirk widened, locking eyes with Brock, taunting, his fingers grazing Brittany's cunt, parting lips, juices coating tips, clit throbbing under thumb, her gasp sharp, defiance cracking. Brittany's eyes widened, hips twitching, moan stifled, body warring with mind. "No… you bastard…" she whispered, pussy clenching, begging, scent musky, intoxicating. Brock's roar choked, face crimson, but his pants bulged, cock hardening, a shameful twitch he couldn't hide, crowd snickering, some pointing, "Brock's getting off!" Ethan's mind burned—dominance absolute, Brittany's cunt his forge, Brock's shame his crown.
Ethan teased, cockhead brushing her lips, slow, parting them, juices slicking tip, clit pulsing against shaft. Crowd's roars faded, techno a distant heartbeat, pillar's neon strobing, shadows crimson and violet. Brittany's breath hitched, tits heaving, nipples blades, mind screaming resist, cunt screaming louder, juices flooding, pride betrayed. Brock's eyes burned, tears of rage, cock throbbing in pants, shame twisting, a "You fuck!" hissed, but he couldn't move, rooted, hard, humiliated.
Ethan plunged, slow, deliberate, savoring, cock stretching, walls tight as molten silk, rippling, wet schlick echoing, juices flooding, dripping thighs. Brittany's scream was raw, "FUUCK!" half-rage, half-ecstasy, tits bouncing, nipples grazing chest, nails digging shoulders, blood trickling. Ethan's thrusts deepened, relentless, slap of flesh, balls smacking ass, cunt spasming, juices squirting, pooling marble. Crowd howled, cumming in pants, phones trembling, frat boy yelling, "Pound that slut!" Ethan gripped ass, fingers sinking firm flesh, lifting, slamming, pussy clenching, milking, clit grinding, storm building. Mind roared—Brittany's defiance, cunt, Brock's shame—pure fire.
Brittany's moans grew desperate, "No… oh, fuck…" voice breaking, hips bucking, surrendering, eyes glassy, pride melting. Ethan's tongue traced neck, teeth grazing, blood beading, scent wild, cock splitting, stretching edge. "Cum for me," he growled, thumb circling clit, fast, ruthless, pussy spasming, walls tightening, juices flooding. Her orgasm hit, starburst, cunt convulsing, juices squirting arcs, soaking stomach, pillar, floor, glowing essence pulsing, scream tearing throat, "SHIIIT!" echoing techno, crowd collapsing, cum staining floor. Brock's bellow was anguish, "Brittany, no!" cock straining, pre-cum staining pants, shame crushing, crowd laughing, phones catching every twitch.
Ethan drank essence, speed igniting veins, permanent, body thrumming, nerves electric, world slowing, senses razor-sharp. Balls clenched, shaft throbbing, pressure unbearable. Brittany's cunt, screams, Brock's shame—too much. Erupted, seed flooding depths, thick, hot, spilling, mixing juices, pooling marble, bellow shaking pillar, neon ΑΣ flickering, crowd silent, awestruck. Speed surged, lightning rush, body live wire, remade.
Brittany slumped, pussy raw, juices and cum dripping, eyes glassy, respect, loyalty flickering. Breath hitched, "You… fucker…" voice soft, tits heaving, cunt leaking, defeat sealed. Brock sank to knees, eyes dead, cock hard, shame complete, crowd jeering, "Cuck!" Ethan stepped back, blood and seed dripping, cock half-hard, air heavy. Raven approached, clit stud glinting, smoke curling, smirk promising. "Fucked his world, nerd," she purred, cunt wet, tits heaving, nodding Brittany.
Brock roared, charging, mutant arm swinging, scarlet eyes blazing, strength whispering OmniCorp's bio-weapon. Ethan blurred, speed alive, world slow-motion, dodging, fist grazing air. Grabbed throat, lifted, bones cracking, blood gurgling, slammed down, marble cratering, crimson spraying. Brock gasped, eyes dimming, mutant power a puzzle. Crowd silent, phones trembling, neon ΑΣ dimming, symbol shattered.
Ethan stood, cum dripping, speed humming, vengeance burning. Raven's hand grazed, nails sharp, pussy scent lingering, voice low. "Ready to torch this campus?" Brittany stirred, pussy leaking, gaze soft, trust budding. Ethan felt it—Raven's fire, Brittany's surrender, Brock's shame, vow to protect. Liberty University was his crucible, Climax Crusader rising.