Alfred Tennyson was a man born with numerous advantages. He was tall, dark, and handsome. Alfred possessed a presence which made him the alpha male of any group. He was self-assured, bold, and athletic. However, Alfred’s biggest advantage was that he was born into a family with a net worth in the billions. Alfred’s father, Walt Tennyson, was the owner of the largest hedge fund in the nation – a hedge fund for which Alfred already knew he would work at after college regardless of his academic performance. Alfred knew that he could do anything he wanted and that he could get anything he wanted. It was his birthright.

Alfred pitied most of his classmates at Havenbrook University. He had the power over them – whether they liked it or not. Hell, the business school at Havenbrook was called the Tennyson Business School. Alfred didn’t visit it much or any building at the university associated with academics though – he had a fraternity to keep in shape, much alcohol to consume, and many women with whom he needed to have sexual intercourse. School simply was deprioritized – not that it mattered, Alfred was a Finance major and the professors were most likely told that they couldn’t give the son of the university’s largest donor a grade below a B-. It was certainly good to be a Tennyson.

At the Kappa Alpha fraternity house, Alfred was having a blast tonight. While pledging was over, one of his brothers, Justin Rosenberg, had told him how badly he wanted a summer internship with Tennyson Funds.

“How badly do you want it”, asked Alfred with a smirk. Justin didn’t respond.

“I think you must want to work for my father desperately. It certainly would open a lot of doors which wouldn’t be available to you otherwise.” Alfred noticed the look of fear in Justin’s eyes. Alfred smiled – Justin knew what he was capable of doing.

“Justin”, said Alfred, “if you wish for me to put in a word to my father, I would appreciate it if you would eat a pair of my dirty underpants.” Justin grimaced but Alfred could tell that the lowlife was actually considering it.

“I will allow you to cut them up”, continued Alfred, “so you do not choke on them in one swallow. However, if you wish to do this – the brotherhood must watch. They must see that you are willing to bow down to me and surrender your dignity so that you can perhaps get the opportunity to work for such a prestigious company.”

Justin sighed. Alfred knew that Justin was a straight A student and possessed many of the credentials and qualities to work at his father’s firm. However, Alfred had the ability to smear people to his father and explain in great detail why they cannot work at Tennyson Equities. Alfred had done that in the past – dignity comes with a price when you are not a Tennyson.

“Alfred”, responded Justin solemnly, “I shall do it.”

“Splendid. These are my lucky underpants and they have brought me much luck.”

Alfred went around the fraternity house, knocking on doors and summoning the brotherhood. Alfred got a sick twist out of perverting and twisting what was supposed to be for important and serious matters which affect the brotherhood – some crap he learned when he was a freshman pledge himself. Now that Alfred was the President, he could do whatever he wanted.

Alfred pulled out the “scared candles” from his closet and lit them up by the back of the foyer for the ceremony. Alfred took off his clothes and began to piss on his underwear – the dressing. Alfred then took a pair of scissors and cut his underwear into ten pieces as he promised Justin he would. Alfred then put on the “sacred Kappa Alpha robe” and barked, “BROTHERS – PLEASE ENTER THE FOYER FOR AN URGENT MATTER!!”

One by one – Alfred’s brothers had entered the foyer.

“Steve”, said Alfred, “I wish for you to use your phone to take pictures of the ceremony and I would like for you to send these pictures to Allison.”

“You’re a fucking prick, man”, said Steve with a laugh, “this is going to be so awesome.”

“This is an efficient way for me to get rid of my undergarments and for Justin to land his dream job.”

Alfred knew that a recommendation from him was equivalent to “You’re hired”.

The lights dimmed and Alfred spoke to the brotherhood.

“My fellow brothers of the Chi Xi chapter of the Kappa Alpha Order – today, I have brought you here because you shall witness a generous act upon my part. I shall help our brother, Justin, obtain an internship offer for Tennyson Equities. We know that Justin is a man with a strong work ethic and a high academic aptitude. However, we also know that Justin isn’t exactly the most adventurous or spontaneous type of gentleman – so I figured that I would give him the chance to learn to become those things to work for a firm which deals with high-risk investments on a daily basis – Justin shall eat my undergarments. If he does, I will tell my father to hire him. If he does not, I shall tell my father not to hire him.”

A few of his brothers groaned but most were hooting and hollering with excitement for the show. Alfred loved the power.

“And you will all be disappointed to know that I do not have plans to show my genitals to you today – they are the largest and most wonderful genitals one has ever seen.”

“Justin”, said Alfred, “you have fifteen minutes to eat my underwear or you will never work for Tennyson Equities. Steven – you must start taking pictures. I am sure Allison will be delighted to see what her lovesick economics tutor does in his spare time.”

Alfred needed to stay calm and dignified but inside he was overjoyed with the sight. Justin held up the first piece of the underwear and groaned when he realized that they were moist. Justin took the first piece, closed his eyes and put it in his mouth.

Cheers. This must have been like what his ancestors witnessed when peasants cheered over an execution of one of their own. Noble entertainment created by noble people.

“ONE”, shouted Alfred. The crowd of brothers said “ONE” after him.

“TWO” “TWO”

“THREE” “THREE”

“FOUR” “FOUR”

“FIVE” “FIVE”

*cough* *cough* *cough*

“C’mon boy”, said Alfred, “five more to go and you only have seven minutes left.”

Steve was dutifully taking pictures. Alfred could see a few tears make their way out of Justin’s eyes.

Alfred saw many gleeful faces – perhaps most of them were actually horrified or disgusted by the show but they knew what Alfred expected of them and they didn’t want to not meet expectations.

Justin put another one in his mouth.

“SIX” “SIX”

“Did you send the pics to Allison yet?”

“I want to send them all at once – brah.”

“Splendid idea.. oh… SEVEN!!!” “SEVEN!!!”

“EIGHT!! EIGHT!!”

“Uhhhh”, said Justin softly, “I.. uhhhh.. don’t think I can do this anymore. I think I’m about to puke.”

“You only have three minutes left – boy. Don’t you want to be employed with the prestigious hedge fund in the country? You have always wanted the most prestigious and finest things – haven’t you? I know your passions.”

“C’mon Justin”, said Kevin – a scrawny low-life, “you don’t have to finish this. There are other employment opportunities out there.”
“Oh”, spat Alfred, “you’re just some social pariah of an engineer – what the hell do you know about employment opportunities? There is nothing better than being with the Tennysons.”

“Someday you will get what you deserve”, responded Kevin with an unusual rush of anger, “I resign from what used to be a respectable fraternity.”

“Good – get the fuck out of here, you bitch. If you ever set foot in this house again, I will make your life eternally miserable. The Tennysons have power everywhere at this university – they can destroy that stupid shrink ray project you’re working on.”

“Fuck you – Justin’s fifteen minutes are up by the way”, said Kevin, “what are you going to do?”

“I shall be generous”, said Alfred, “Justin – due to Kevin’s disruptive behavior, you get three more minutes to eat the last two.” Kevin rushed to his room – ready to move out hopefully, thought Alfred.

Justin looked at the last two pieces of underwear solemnly.

“EAT EAT EAT”, chanted Alfred. Most of the brothers joined in.

Justin picked up the ninth piece and put it in his mouth – “NINE” “NINE”

“90 seconds left”, said Alfred with a hint of impatience.

Justin began to take the last piece but he faltered and dropped the piece to the ground. Justin then began to vomit all over the Victorian-style floor of the Kappa Alpha house.

Time was up.

Many of the brothers rushed to Justin to help him out. Alfred laughed and said, “I’m sorry, Justin – but you failed. You shall not work for Tennyson Equities. Sorry but you failed the entrance examination – so sad.” Nobody dared to defy Alfred – not even the boy who had puked his guts and parts of the demigod’s underpants.

Justin was too sick to react. Alfred watched as two or three took Justin to his room to rest and half a dozen began to clean the floor – ridding it of what was a body’s natural rejection of superiority. If Justin was a superior being – he would have been able to consume the superiority of Alfred.

“Steve – did you send the pictures?”

“All of them”, responded Steve, “I even got one where Justin was puking – so hilarious!”

Alfred walked over to Steve and gave him a fist bump – well-deserved.

“Brothers, make sure this place is cleaned up – I plan to go out and find some lady friends to bring to the house tonight. There will be time for debauchery later.”

Alfred loved his life. He could do whatever he wanted when he wanted. Now it was time for him to grab a lady by the pussy for a grand old time. Nobody could say no to a Tennyson.

Alfred really needed a good fucking. He knew exactly where to find an easy fucking – he couldn’t quite ascertain what the quality of the fucking would be, but it would certainly be easy. Alfred strutted over to the Pi Gamma sorority house across the street from his own. While these women playfully nicknamed themselves the “PiGs”, they were anything but pigs – these women were considered to be of the highest quality and best breeding at Havenbrook University. Somewhat like the Kappa Alphas used to be back when his father was at the school – but alas, Havenbrook had risen in the college rankings since then and now had far too many beta overachievers for any fraternity on campus to reach the full “alpha male” glory – thank goodness, it was better for Alfred. Women were different though. They didn’t need personality. They just needed to look good. That’s why men needed to be in charge. Men always had it tougher than women – so women were lazy and had no real ambitions. Alfred’s mother’s only ambition was to marry a man such as his father and to divorce him – taking away as much of his fortune as she could. Women and weak men – such as the young gentleman who ate most of Alfred’s underpants – deserved to have him as his leader.  

Alfred rang the doorbell of the PiG house. A minute had passed. Nobody opened the door. Alfred was angry. “Come on, bitches”, shouted Alfred, “let me in!! A Tennyson shall not be denied!” The door opened. The woman who opened the door was Caitlin Farrow – the kind of woman he liked, the tall tale about her was that she had traded parts of her brain to increase the size of her breasts. It made Caitlin very much an ideal woman for him. She was a blonde with an obnoxious but tolerable Boston accent.

“Hey there, cutie”, said Caitlin with a smile, “what are you doing here tonight?”

Ah – so innocent, even though she has been fucked by him more than any other woman on campus.

“I have come to your dwelling because I need to come.”

“Come to what?”

“Come inside something. I will show you what I mean.”

“You wanna come inside my room?”

Alfred loved how easy she was. He knew that Caitlin had desperately wanted to be his girlfriend. So many men had fantasized over her perfect body and feminine personality and would have treated her like a goddess – but she liked Alfred. Alfred wanted Caitlin to work at it. He wanted her to prove her worthiness to him. Alfred knew though that his father would have loved the Tennyson-Farrow couple. The Tennysons owned New York City and the Farrows owned Boston. It was about time for the Yankees and Red Sox to tango – as some might say. A part of Alfred couldn’t help it though. He knew he was toying with Caitlin and that aroused him greatly – her desperate longing for him actually made him more addicted to their sex.

“I suppose”, said Alfred, “you do have to work on your moaning though – you sound like a cat in heat.”

“Why would I moan just because you come inside my room? Can you show me what you’re talking about? I can’t visualize it.”

“Oh, my sweetheart”, said Alfred with a devilish smile, “let me help you with that.”

The two were about to go into Caitlin’s room but they heard a shrill, “ALFRED-  WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO THIS TIME?”

Alfred turned around and saw the petite brunette Allison Marsden. Allison was a bitch and a black mark on the PiG sorority.

Alfred chose not to answer.

“I know you heard me”, said Allison with anger, “you know what exactly what I’m talking about.”

“Oh Ally”, said Caitlin with a disarming smile, “Al is sometimes hard of hearing. He might have not heard you.”

“Stop defending him, Caitlin”, responded Allison, “did you hear about what he did less than an hour ago?”

Alfred decided not to bother playing dumb – the message clearly got to her. He wouldn’t admit it but he wasn’t expecting the bitch to get so angry about it though.

“Justin wanted to work for Tennyson Equities – so I gave him a chance but he failed.”

“You are a monster”, said Allison, “an absolute monster – you think you’re so big and powerful just because of your name.”

“I know I am big and powerful but not simply because of my name – I could have been called Bozo the Clown and I would still be who I am. It is in my blood. I descend from British aristocracy. I have my birthright. It is not my fault that there are low-lives out there who will do these things. I didn’t force the lad to eat my underpants.”

“Justin is a good guy. He is smart and kind – qualities I would never associate with the likes of you. How dare you take advantage of him like that?”

“The same way that you so easily take advantage of him.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Don’t play dumb with me – you deplorable sad cunt. Why do you think he spends hours trying to teach your nonfunctioning brain how to pass a basic economics class? He wants to sleep with you. As his brother, I have good reason to believe that you have denied him that.”

“You don’t know anything.”

“Perhaps I don’t. I should say that I am shocked. I thought you would have found his predicament most amusing and Justin would have finally seen the light about you.”

“He hates you. Did you know that?”

“C’mon”, whispered Caitlin to Alfred, “show me how to come.”

Allison face-palmed.

“You’re right, Caitlin”, said Alfred confidently, “I am sorry to have wasted your time. Let’s go.”

“By the way”, said Allison, “I did have sex with Justin.”

“You’re a liar”, said Alfred, “everyone knows you’re a shill of a virgin.”

“I think we both know why you want to think that”, responded Allison with a wink, “keep lying to yourself.”

Alfred felt rage build up in his body – how dare she. Allison had no right to say that. He wanted to rip that little bitch in half, but he resolved to stay calm. He had Caitlin. Allison didn’t matter.

“Babe”, said Caitlin, “let’s go.”

“Alright, sweetheart. We know Allison is jealous anyway.”

“Yeah, stop being so jealous – Ally. Alfred is mine!”

“Whatever, you can have him.”

Alfred and Caitlin went to Caitlin’s room – but not before Caitlin gave Allison the finger. Yes, Caitlin, you won the glorious prize and not her.

“So Al, show me how to come.”

“Gladly, you know how I have the largest hands of any guy on campus?”

“Yes, your hands are so incredibly large. I think I have noticed that.”

“So that stems to something else being incredibly large as well”, said Alfred confidently.

“Ooooohhhhh”, squealed Caitlin, “what is it? I’m betting it’s a nice big surprise.”

“Yes it is”, said Alfred, “let me get you a blindfold – so that it is an even bigger surprise.”
Caitlin giggled like a virgin but, one look at her genitals, and any gentleman would know that she was not.

“Oh, and did you take your pill today?”

“What pill?”

“The one that the nice lady told you that you needed to take if you don’t want to gain too much weight in the belly area.”

“Oh that pill. Of course – sweetie.”

“Good, then I can definitely show you what I want to show.”

Alfred digged this sort of roleplay. He knew that Caitlin probably wasn’t this stupid but it made him happy to pretend that she was – anything that gave him power over others.

Alfred found the blindfold in Caitlin’s panty drawer and put it over her eyes – tying a particularly tight knot so that she couldn’t see anything. Alfred then brought Caitlin to her desk chair.

“Take off your clothes – all of them”, commanded Alfred.

Caitlin obliged.

Alfred loved looking at Caitlin’s body. She was in perfect shape. Her double D breasts even looked real. Alfred took off his pants and underpants and let his cock grow in size. It was fully erect in all of its glory. Alfred knew it was yuge – nobody needed to tell him otherwise.

“Sit down”, ordered Alfred.

The nude Caitlin had sat down on her chair.

Alfred had his cock pointed right at Caitlin’s blindfolded face.

“Something is going to touch your mouth – I would like for you to suck on it. I promise that you will like it.”

“You promise?”

“I promise 100% of it.”

“Ooh, so excited. I hope it is big and yummy.”

“It most certainly is.”

Alfred moved his cock towards Caitlin’s mouth – she opened it up slightly and then Alfred began to ram his cock inside Caitlin as she sucked on it. He held on to Caitlin’s hair lightly – loving every second of their ordeal. She knew exactly what she was doing.

Alfred felt like he was ready to cum. He reached one large hand down towards Caitlin’s pussy. He noticed that she was wet. He moved one of his large and long fingers towards Caitlin’s clit. She began to moan. They continued these motions for another two minutes. Alfred was absolutely ready to cum. He didn’t want to cum inside her mouth though – not even inside her vagina. He wanted to cum somewhere else.

Alfred pulled his cock quickly out and told the blindfolded Caitlin, “you will feel some wetness somewhere.” Alfred moved his hand towards his cock and began to stroke it and rested it on Caitlin’s hair. He came. He let the cum go all over Caitlin’s silky blonde hair – he made sure every portion of the hair she spent over an hour each day meticulously putting to perfection was glorified by his semen.

“My hair feels funny”, said Caitlin softly.

“Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha”, laughed Alfred.

Caitlin took off the blindfold and briefly frowned with disgust but then said with a chipper smile, “silly Alfred, that stuff doesn’t go on my hair. I should go take a shower.”

“I think it is time for me to take a nap anyways – may I  do so on your bed?”

“Of course, sweetie pie”, respond Caitlin with a smile.

After a good fucking – it was time for Alfred to sleep and he did so.

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Alfred woke up. Things certainly looked and felt different. What was this?
Alfred was surrounded entirely by pink. It looked oddly familiar though. Was this a dream? Alfred made his way through his surroundings and saw light.

Alfred ran out and what he saw shocked him. There was an absolutely gigantic sleeping naked body – Caitlin Farrow.

For the first time in his life, Alfred Tennyson had felt powerless.