Note: This story involves acts that would be immoral in reality.
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"Hi, everyone," Maya said, and the initiation party got quiet.
It had been plenty loud, up until then. There had been cheering, and drunken singing, and plenty of makeouts. Dozens of couples and the occasional group of three had snuck away from the blaring music and the drinking games to find a quiet spot where they could fuck. The kegstand record for the year had been broken by a cute sophomore gymnast named Kelley, who was celebrating her win upstairs with a boy whose name she didn't know.
But, no matter how loud the party got, everyone knew that Maya was the boss bitch, and when she talked you listened.
"We have two orders of business tonight. First, once the final challenges are done, those of you who pass will be pledged as sisters of Sigma Lambda Tau."
There was some markedly drunken cheering from the freshmen and sophomore girls near the front, and Maya smiled.
"I am so glad you're here," she said. "If you pass, I look forward to calling you sisters. And if you don't pass, I look forward to seeing your baby bumps in a few months."
There was some additional cheering and hooting, but this time it came from the older girls, and the prospectives stayed mostly silent.
"Second," Maya went on, "We're going to find out who our next president will be. I've graduated, but you all deserve only the finest boss bitch to take my place. We have two brave girls who are ready for that challenge, and tonight we're going to find out which one will become president, and which one will become a mommy."
The sisters all cheered. From among the freshmen, someone asked, "Is she for real?" before someone shushed her and the hush returned.
"So, Avery and Hannah, come on upstairs with me."
Two girls stepped out of the crowd. The first was tall, with curly blonde hair, and her dimples showed as she smiled around at all of the assembled sisters. She wore a blue dress that swished as she walked and showed off her lovely cleavage. She turned to follow Maya, pointedly refusing to look in Hannah's direction.
Hannah, meanwhile, hardly looked anywhere but at Avery. Unlike the taller girl, her outfit wasn't formal; she wore a sleeveless top that showed off the muscles of her arms more than her modest bosom and a pleated skirt that hung down almost to her knees. She brushed a strand of brown hair away from her green eyes as she watched the other girl sashay up the stairs.
The assembled sisters and potentials watched them go, uncertain at first about when it was alright to speak. Then a redheaded junior named Molly pumped her fist, and the sisters chanted Sigma Lambda Tau's motto as they watched the two girls round the corner upstairs.
"Fuck, fight, win!" they called. Normally the motto was delivered with a laugh, or at least a lascivious grin, but this time no one could manage much. Neither of the two girls was someone they'd want to fuck with, and yet there they went.
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"Here we are," Maya said, smiling as she opened the door of a guest bedroom. The room was full of tasteful wood-paneling, with a tall window looking out towards the city in the distance. It was also, as the girls discovered as they stepped inside, already occupied.
Two fancy chairs, upholstered in Sigma red and with carved armrests, had been placed against the wall, giving them a clear view of the bed from its foot. A tall young man sat in the further chair. He wore nothing but a silky red zorro mask, embroidered with the Sigma Lambda Tau letters, that obscured most of his face. He was somewhere in the gray area between muscular and lean, with light brown skin that he'd shaved like a swimmer. Hannah felt her heart rate creeping up as she tried to find any identifying characteristics and failing. He could be African-American or South Asian, and she doubted she'd be able to track him down later based solely on his well-defined abs and handsome cock.
"Let me just say," Maya said, smiling, "that I'm honored to be here with such beautifully slutty people."
Avery smiled broadly at Maya. Hannah smiled slightly, but narrowed her eyes.
"That includes you," she added, glancing over her shoulder at the boy. He nodded, as if to say 'fair'.
"So, here's how the challenge works," Maya went on, as she took a seat. "First you're going to strip, because you shouldn't keep any secrets from each other."
For the first time, Avery looked at Hannah. Her dimples made it hard to differentiate between a smile and a smirk, but Hannah felt that she was receiving the latter. Avery was taller than she was, and certainly bustier; if this was strictly a beauty contest Avery had far more experience.
"Could you get my zipper, Hannah?" Avery asked.
"You can't get it yourself?" Hannah asked, an eyebrow raised.
Avery's smile broadened. "Whenever I wear this dress, I always have help getting out of it again."
Maya giggled. Hannah mentally kicked herself for letting Avery get a dig in early, then nodded. "Alright."
Avery turned, and Hannah approached. In spite of the past hours of partying, Avery smelled like lavender instead of alcohol and sweat, and Hannah had to remind herself not to get distracted. She found the zipper and pulled it down to the small of Avery's back.
"And I didn't even have to buy you a drink," Avery said.
Hannah gave Avery a swat on the ass, slightly too hard to be called playful.
"Be nice to each other," Maya scolded.
Avery considered saying something else, but kept quiet. She shrugged the dress off of her shoulders and slid it down, then kicked her shoes off. She set her dress carefully on the edge of the bed, then turned to face Hannah in nothing but her strapless bra and lacy black panties, her golden curls flowing enticingly onto her bare shoulders.
Hannah crossed her arms down and pulled her top off, then tossed it aside. She unbuckled the belt that held up her skirt, then slid it down, kicking off her flats in the process.
"Get the girls out, too," Maya said.
Avery glanced briefly at the boy, who hadn't said anything or moved apart from leaning forward a bit, then shrugged. She reached back and unfastened her bra, then slipped it off her shoulders and set it atop her dress. Delicately, she slipped her panties off her hips and bent her knees to slide them down.
She was almost as regal without her clothes as she was in her dress. She made no move to cover herself, as she stood; Hannah could see every inch of her soft skin, from her smirking lips to the swell of her generous breasts to her crimson-and-pink painted toenails. She'd trimmed her bush into a narrow landing strip, and Hannah couldn't stop herself from staring for a moment. If they weren't gunning for the same job, and the past year had gone differently between the two of them, she would have had less complicated feelings about seeing Avery naked.
Before anyone could nudge her, Hannah reached back and unclasped her bra and shrugged it off, her eyes still fixed on Avery's. She pushed her panties down and let them fall to her ankles, then stepped out of them.
Hannah wasn't quite as well-endowed as Avery, but she reminded herself that girls and boys alike had described her boobs as 'perky' and 'exactly one handful.' Her dark nipples stood out, and she spent enough time at the gym to have well-developed muscles that Avery had never seen before. Her bush was trimmed just enough to fit beneath a bikini, and she stood facing Avery with her legs slightly apart. If the taller girl was intimidated, though, she didn't show it.
"Ooh, aren't they pretty?" Maya asked, glancing over at the boy. He didn't say anything, although he nodded emphatically.
"He's not allowed to talk," Maya explained. "But you are. Why don't you tell each other you're pretty?"
Hannah took in Avery's naked form, from her perfectly styled hair to the curves of her breasts to the enticing shape of her pussy, still mostly concealed by her closed stance. She didn't have to lie.
"You're pretty, Avery."
Avery smiled back as she sized Hannah up. Hannah had a defined six-pack, which Avery had seen on plenty of boys but had rarely seen on a girl. That kind of exercise, much like pubic hair and breasts in the B-cup range, seemed a bit common to Avery; but she couldn't deny that Hannah had an animal sort of charm.
Just as Hannah was starting to wonder if Avery had some other insult in the works, Avery smiled and raised her eyebrows.
"You're pretty, Hannah."
"Good," Maya said. "But, before we go any further, I'm going to join you."
She stood, and pushed her sari-like dress down off of her shoulders. As Avery and Hannah watched, she let it fall to the ground, then unfastened her bra.
"One of you is going to be president next," Maya said as she slid her panties down, "so I shouldn't keep secrets from you either."
She stood naked for a moment, letting Avery and Hannah look. She was shorter than either girl, with wavy black hair that was beginning to escape from her hair clasp and lovely brown skin. She was slight enough that Hannah suspected she could pick her up without any difficulty, but her weight was beautifully distributed. The curves of her bosom and her hips were enticing enough that Hannah forgot her questions for a moment.
"So," Maya said softly. "Here is the challenge that one of you will complete. The hardest part of being the boss bitch is that you need to put all of the other girls' needs before your own. So, the two of you are going to lie down on the bed together, and you're going to try to get each other off. Whoever gets off first is knocked out, and the other one gets to be president."
Avery raised her artfully plucked eyebrows. "Oh," she said, casting a sly glance at Hannah. "This should be fun."
Hannah glanced at the boy. "What's he here for, then?" she asked.
"I'm glad you asked," Maya said. "We don't want the second in command to be gunning against the boss bitch. So, whoever gets off first has to do the forfeit." She smiled at the boy. "Isn't that right, The Forfeit?"
