My Initiation Into Something Else (Closed)

[ForeverIllinois]

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Name: Bethany Anderson
Age: 18
Height: 5'10"
Cup size: 32D

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So, it's been about three weeks since I started my studies at North Hill College. I didn't know what to expect from my life here, seeing as I'm from a quiet suburb near Kansas City. Thankfully, things weren't so difficult to adjust to; before I even knew it, I had a lot of friends around campus and especially around my dorm. Even so, things weren't perfect; I felt that I needed to belong to some sort of community, some sort of family...so, I tried my hand at getting into the North Hill Sorority Sisters. They had their own building and everything, you know. Plus, think of the networking I could do!

They weren't going to make it easy.

"We like you Beth! We really do! But we can't just let anybody in, you know!"
"Isn't there something that I could do?" I replied, almost pleadingly to Natalie, the Sorority leader.

There wasn't much of an application process...well, not one that I knew of. I thought that I was popular enough (at least for a Freshman) to just get in like that, but they (or at least Natalie) weren't having any of it. I remember coming back to my room feeling defeated. Maybe Natalie didn't like the fact that her boyfriend actually flirted with me the other day.

I mean, please don't think that my tooting my own horn or anything. I was good looking, at least according to every guy around campus! Not to mention that I wasn't completely naive, I had a great body - pretty big boobs, a fit body and a big yet fit round butt that you could practically bounce a quarter out of. People thought that I was way hotter than Natalie, or any girl from the sorority.

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And while I was indulging myself in my bitter thoughts, that's when I received a call from none other than the devil herself.

"Oh, hey Beth." she said in her fake Californian accent "We were just thinking about it and...well, maybe we could let you in."

"Oh really?!" I replied, suddenly guilty for those angry thoughts "Thank you, thank you, you won't regr-"

"If you could do one little thing..."

That little thing?

Well, apparently I needed to meet up with them and some guy. But I'd be lying if I said that it was that easy. The guy in question was Rick Smith - a guy that the Sorority apparently had a vendetta against. What I was supposed to do was befriend him and humiliate him by finding some bad things about him. Apparently, he deserved it. Why? I have no clue, but I was going to trust them (after all, I had to. Otherwise what would be the point of joining the group right?)

I dressed up in my thin hoodie, tights and sneakers as I went to meet up with them. I had gym class right after so they better excuse me for not being dressed in something more fancy (not that I would, it wasn't exactly my style).

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[Bevatoria]

Name: Rick Smith
Age:22
Height:6'2
Weight:180 pounds​

Looking back on it, I could have said without fear of rebuttal that it wasn't a lie. That sorority certainly did have a vendetta against me, if by 'vendetta' you meant 'lining up to sleep with me'. If by 'sleep', you meant...well, let's just say there wasn't much sleeping involved. There might've been an occasional poke of fun at my bald head (family genes that asserted themselves much too quickly for my taste), or at a few of the tattoos adorning my arms and neck, but when we got to the bed (or the counter, or the car, or the alleyway behind the bar, or the men's room at the bowling alley)..well, let's just say there wasn't much mocking of me then.

Then again, I always tried to go with it to keep my rep' at wherever it needed to be. Whatever Rick Smith had to be, Rick Smith would be, one way or the other. If it was a ladies man, I'd do that. If it was to (try) to be a bookworm, I'd throw on a tacky sweater and hit the library. If it was to be the fitness maniac I was probably most comfortable ass and try to out-peacock the boys at the gym, I'd do that.

And if it was to try to play the patsy to pull an unwitting freshman into my web, I'd do that. It wasn't that school didn't keep me busy enough, but one had to find time to indulge in less scholastic pursuits then even a wild party life would let me, so I had a bit of a side project that I devoted a lot of time to. It was an adult website of sorts where I posted some of my more elaborate and...shall we say, humiliating conquests online. I wasn't out to ruin anyone, but the rush it gave me to know I'd conquered and then put so many hotties under my thumb was incredibly enticing. Plus, it wasn't more wild then a lot of the so-called professional websites did anyways, and they were paid to do it.

Not that I didn't make any money off of this, but I digress...

It was yesterday that Natalie texted me about another potential 'mark'. I didn't need any help to find anyone to get, and at first I was a bit insulted, and threatened to make her my next 'target'. Jokingly, of course. There are some sororities that even I considered off limits...

But then she showed me a few pictures of this 'Bethany Anderson', and I sent something back. You do realize if I get a hold of her that she might not want in, right? The things I could and would do to that body...

She replied pretty quickly, and told me to meet her friends in one of the open areas near the gym. I shrugged, and threw on a t-shirt, shorts, and checkered shirt.

Awkward and anti-social it was, then, at least for now...even those clothes couldn't hide my fit body entirely but it was entirely possible to be in shape and entirely out classed socially. Believe me, I knew.

 

[ForeverIllinois]

Okay so I felt a little bad for going along with this. The Sorority sisters essentially wanted me to spy on someone, gain their trust and then stab that person in the back by giving all the dirt to them. Natalie was a bit of a bitch for making me do this, but whenever I had my mind set on something, I had to do it. So then, even if I felt guilty, I needed to meet up with Rick and pretend as if the sisters aren't making me ruin his life. I thought of all of this and more while I made my way to the gym, eventually seeing Natalie and the others waiting for me. The leader of the Sorority waved at me and when I got there gave me this fake hug and then said:

"There's someone I'd like you to meet Beth. Beth, this is Rick. Rick, this is Beth!"

"Oh hey!" I said with a smile, waving to him "Natalie mentioned you earlier. Nice to meet you!"

 

[Bevatoria]

I didn't feel the least bit bad for going along with this; after all, it was just formalizing something that I might've ended up doing on my own anyways. I didn't obviously look at this 'Beth' as she walked over - Nat had shared a picture or two - but my eyes took in enough to know that she would fit in quite easily with my 'wall of shame' (which was actually a feature on my site). The two girls hugged - the intent of which never looked real to me - and Natalie did the whole introduction thing as I half smiled politely.

"Oh hey! Natalie mentioned you earlier. Nice to meet you!"

"Likewise." I gave an awkward glance around, as if I was intimidated by someone shorter then me (although not that much shorter as she was almost six feet tall) as I put my hands on my hips. "Natalie says you really look like Sorority material." I nodded. "I can see why."

With another look, my gaze ran over each of the other girls - there was something about seeing a bunch of hot chicks getting ready to hit the gym that really turned me on - before I looked at Bethany again. "With any luck maybe we'll see each other around." Natalie was really pulling off the whole deception part well; even I started to wonder if she was playing me in order to let Bethany get one over on me...

Nah.

 

[ForeverIllinois]

"Natalie says you really look like Sorority material. I can see why."

Was he hitting on me? I couldn't really tell. Either way, as I would often do when people had that tone with me, I smiled - even though his gaze soon went to my sorority sisters and some other girls. Was this guy some sort of pervert? Is that why the Sorority didn't like him and wanted me to get dirt on him? Well, whatever. It was best to not think that much about it.

He turned to see me again and said: "With any luck maybe we'll see each other around."

"Sounds good." I replied with another smile "See you Rick, I should probably head to class."

And just like that, I hurried off to the gym. The class seemed pretty straight-forward, I mean it was a 'fitness' class. So, lots of running, stretching and maybe some light sports somewhere down the line. So in other words, nothing that I couldn't handle...

 

[Bevatoria]

"Sounds good." She smiled at me."See you Rick, I should probably head to class." With that, she headed to gym (a fact only I knew only because Nathalie had passed it on to me).

"Later." I wanted to hang out with the girls a little more, but there was a semi-awkward image I had to maintain; someone trying to fit in with several worlds at once yet not really making his way into any of them. So I awkwardly lingered before taking a rather roundabout route to the gym where Beth's class was being held. It was in a large gym where some practices were being held as well, so I'd have an excuse if I got caught milling around. Unfortunately, what I had in mind didn't exactly involve lingering around waiting for her to do something.

You see, Nathalie didn't really know everything I had planned for Beth; she'd only given me the information I'd asked for, not really knowing what I'd planned to do with it...she'd only told me to put Beth in her place. And so I planned on doing that by hinting at the conquest to come; a teaser, if you will. Putting up videos and pictures to tell a story about her, to whet the appetite of my depraved, horny viewers.

Luckily, the camera on my phone was better then many cameras people actually used (thanks Sony), so I wandered around the gym, occasionally talking to people even as I kept my eyes out for Beth. Man, seeing all of these hotties in tight, skimpy outfits was making it hard to concentrate and remember why I was here, as I could have chatted these sluts up all day...

But there was only one 'mark' I was interested in, and I eventually spotted her across the gym, doing some stretches. I quickly got to a good angle, hoping she was distracted as I zoomed in and started to watch...