You enrolled into this school because you heard it had a great art program and you didn't find any negative things about it anywhere. Finally you fly to the remote island the college is on excited to finally start college. Once you get off the plane and out of the airport things seemed different. When you got in the taxi to drive you to the campus there seemed to be a lot of sex toys and rope in the back seat. You guessed someone dropped stuff and left it there. It was still weird.

Then as you are driving to the campus you see people naked, in rope like clothing, or in revealing lingerie. People were having sex everywhere. You were very confused as this was not what you were expecting. When you get out you are in the only group of people who have regular clothes on. As a nude busty professor walks up to you. Her ass and pussy shoved full of toys, with male students following her laughing. "W-welcome to the Dardin School of Arts or ass we call it h-here the college of sex." She moans and struggles to breath as she gives her speech explaining that once enrolled here there was no escape but to graduate. That anyone can do whatever they want except kill.

Struggling to stand as she starts cumming in front of everyone falling to her hands and knees moaning and squirting out her juices. She gasps and mains as she speaks, "Y-you will see Y-your roommates o-on the board over there.... Everything is co-ed, you can get the same sex, different sex, or in the case of the Anthros d-different species. E-enjoy your-" She was cut off by a futanari with a huge dick shoving it into the teacher's mouth.

The board lights up and your roommates name appear next to the appropriate doors... You don't recognize any of their names, but you pick one at random. As you enter the room, you see that your new roommate is already waiting for you. He turns out to be a young male anthro with dark fur covering his body and a huge erection straining against his pants.

"Ah, finally!" he exclaims, nearly jumping out of bed in excitement. "I've been so horny all day just thinking about... everything." He shoves you onto the bed roughly and begins to undress you, ripping off your clothes with his claws as he reveals a thick, meaty cock.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to fuck something fresh like you," he growls, positioning himself above you and slamming into your chest with enough force that it knock

"You pull out a gun on me? You're in the wrong school, buddy." The anthro roommate says before slapping your hand away and disarming you easily with one swift movement. "Now that's not very sporting of you," he purrs as he continues to ride you roughly, hips snapping forward.

"You really think I'm going to let some pathetic human hold a gun on me?" He asks, amused by your attempt to intimidate him. "Besides, this is the college of sex! We don't need guns here, we've got better ways to release tension." He growls before slamming into you harder, sending shockwaves through your body as his member hits against your prostate with each thrust.

Surprised by your sudden attack, the anthro roommate lets out a strangled gasp as you slash at his neck with your hidden blade. Blood spurts onto the bedding around you, and he goes limp on top of you with a grunt of pain. Panting heavily from exertion and fear, you stare down at him for a moment before realizing that you're still quite hard underneath his body.

Shaking your head to clear it, you drag the unconscious body off of you and push it to the side. The room is deathly quiet now without any movement or sound from your roommate... but someone else seems interested in what just happened here. Looking up, you see another anthro standing in the doorway, their thick tail swishing back and forth impatiently as they lick their lips hungrily.

The second anthro smirks as they stride confidently into the room, their gaze locked onto your still hard cock. "Well, aren't you eager? I don't need to kill anyone," they say with a low chuckle before climbing onto the bed and straddling your waist. They grip your erection tightly in one hand, guiding it toward their own throbbing entrance as they lean down and lick your neck suggestively.

"No killing needed here," they whisper into your ear before impaling themselves on your cock with a moan of pleasure. Their body engulfs yours, heat enveloping you as they begin to ride you roughly, their claws digging into the mattress for purchase. "Just... release it all inside me..." They purr through gritted teeth before slamming down harder onto your cock, their tight muscles milking you as they clim

Surprised by your sudden action, the second anthro lets out a choked gurgle as you yank out the handcuff and force it into his mouth. He tries to struggle against you, but it's futile as he's already weakened from the exertion. You thrust the handcuff deeper into his throat, silencing any further sounds of protest as you bring your blade down in a swift, powerful arc. Blood gushes out over your hands and the bedding beneath you as their head rolls lifelessly to one side.

Panting heavily from exertion and adrenaline, you look around at the bodies surrounding you. There's no going back now... all that remains is to continue with this twisted game of survival they call the College of Sex. But first, maybe it's time for a quick nap before your next unsuspecting target.

As you exit your dorm room and begin to explore the hallway with your newly acquired weapon, you feel a strange surge of power course through you. With every pull of the trigger, another body falls lifelessly to the floor. Your eyes scan across the carnage left in your wake, searching for any signs of movement or resistance. The only sounds are the rapid clicking of the rifle's bolt as it ejects spent casings and chambered a fresh round, and the wet, meaty thuds as bullets find their targets.

After several minutes of methodical slaughter, you finally spot someone who seems to be hiding behind a large vending machine near the end of the hallway. They're hugging their knees tightly to their chest, tears streaming down their face as they sob uncontrollably. You aim your weapon at them and squeeze the trigger, but nothing happens.

The vending machine shatters as the bullet impacts it, sending coins and snacks flying through the air. Cowering in fear, the person you were aiming at looks up to see you advancing towards them with your gun raised. They scream and start to run, but it's no use; you easily catch up to them and bring the rifle butt down hard on their skull, knocking them unconscious before dragging their limp body back to your room.

Laying them out on the bed beside the other corpses, you take a moment to admire your handiwork. Blood pools around you on the floor, the air thick with the stench of death and sex. The thrill of killing has left you hungry for more... but for now, rest is needed before your next hunt begins.

Pumped full of adrenaline from the previous kills and now energized by your consumption of the "infinite energy" drink, you practically vibrate with anticipation as you wander back out into the hallway. Your eyes scan eagerly over each doorway, searching for any sign of movement or life within. The only sound is the rapid beating of your heart and the rhythmic click of your boots against the linoleum floor.

As you near the end of one corridor, you spot a figure darting around the corner at the other end. With a growl, you give chase once more, feeling an almost primal need to catch and destroy this prey. The figure leads you on a merry dance through several twists and turns before finally running headlong into a dead end... but not before tripping over something in their haste. They fall heavily onto the ground, struggling to regain

The figure froze in place, their breath coming out in ragged gasps as they tried to catch it. Slowly, they turn around to face you, revealing themselves to be a male anthro with long fur that clung wetly to his body. His eyes widen when he sees the rifle pointed at him and he trembles, taking a step back in fear.

"P-please," he stammers, "I-I didn't mean any harm! I j-just wanted t-to get away!" Tears stream down his face as he pleads for mercy. His tail swishes nervously behind him, revealing a toy poking out from the base.

The anthro hesitates for a moment before slowly lowering himself to the ground, his hands trembling as they clasp together in front of him. He presses his body against the wall behind him, trying to make himself smaller and less threatening. "Please," he whimpers again, "I'll do anything you want! Just don't hurt me!"

After the anthro's body hits the floor, you realize with a start that you have no idea what to do next. He was going to do anything you wanted... and now he can't. You feel your heart racing in your chest as you look down at the lifeless form before you. A dark weight settles over your shoulders; the thrill of the hunt has worn off, leaving only a deep sense of emptiness and confusion in its wake.

Days pass as you continue your rampage through the college, slaughtering everyone in your path. The only survivors are a handful of young girls that catch your eye for one reason or another. They cower and sob around you as you force them into dorm rooms and classrooms, using their fear and desperation to satisfy your perverse desires. Each time you cum inside one of these innocent bodies, it only brings a fleeting sense of relief before the emptiness returns anew. You have no idea what's become of you... but this is your new reality now.

After days of killing and raping anyone who crossed your path, you finally come across Alice. She's a petite redhead with big doe eyes and soft looking fur. She looks up at you with terror in her expression as she cowers against the wall, tears streaming down her face. You advance toward her slowly, enjoying the fear that radiates off of her like heat from a furnace.

Reaching out, you grip her delicate chin roughly and force her head up to meet your gaze. "Look at me," you growl. She shakes her head violently in response, but you hold onto her tighter. You can almost taste the sweetness of her terror as it fills the air around you. "You're going to do what I say," you continue through gritted teeth. "You're going to pleasure me... and when I'm done with you, I might let you live." Her face cont

Her eyes widen with fear and she shakes her head violently again but you don't let go. You can feel the knife in your pocket pressing against her skin as a warning. Slowly, reluctantly, Alice begins to touch herself. Her slender fingers slide between her legs, teasing at her folds. She moans softly as she feels your cum still inside her from the others you've taken. It only serves to fuel your own arousal, making you harder and angrier at her hesitation.

You pull out your knife, holding it close to Alice's trembling body as she continues to pleasure herself. "Faster," you growl, watching her movements with hungry eyes. Her fingers work faster now, digging deep inside of her. You can feel the tension building within yourself, ready to explode at any moment. And when it does, it's like a volcano erupt

Finally, you can hold back no longer; with a shout that sounds like a snarl of release and rage, you cum deep inside Alice, thrusting your hips forward roughly as you empty yourself into her. Her body convulses around your knife, tears streaming down her face as she lets out a keening wail of pain and fear. When at last you're spent, you drop the knife to the ground with a metallic clatter, your breath coming out in ragged gasps.

Looking down at the trembling girl beneath you, a strange sense of satisfaction washes over you despite all that has happened. You smile coldly and lean down to whisper into her ear. "Now you know what happens when you don't do as you're told..." With that, you stand up and walk away, leaving Alice curled into a ball on the floor, her body aching and covered in your semen

Surprised by your words, you pause and turn to face the girl, now visibly shaking with fear. After a moment of silence, she whispers back in a voice barely audible over her labored breathing, "I saw... I saw someone else... They killed a teacher..." Her words trail off as she stares up at you, eyes filled with tears and unshakable terror.

You grip the knife tighter, the blade glinting in the dim light. A dark chuckle escapes your lips as you imagine what kind of information this poor girl might have. Deciding against killing her right away, you bend down so that your face is level with hers and say coldly, "You should've told me that earlier." Gripping a fistful of fur on her arm, you drag her along the floor until she's facing away from where you came. You motion for her to keep