No shorts

It’s just underwear. Lots of the others walk around like this, so why should you be any different? Why should you worry about it? Besides, you aren’t even planning on leaving the room. You just need to kill time and wait for Lotte. Maybe you can get some more studying done.

There’s a tap at the door. Of course.

Blushing, you go and answer it, finding Elsa outside.

“Rey and Delilah tonight,” she says without preamble. “Any minute now.”

Delilah? That’s a shock! Delilah hasn’t been here much longer than you have, but she’s cute and popular. She’s also really smart. That goes a long way, you guess…

You notice Elsa looking at you.

“You look cute,” she says.

“Thanks,” you reply, turning even redder.

“Pass it on,” Elsa says with a wink, moving on down the hall.

Pass it on? No. But… it’s an event. You’re going to have to show up to it, and you can’t wait in the room. That will just make it harder to go out. You take a deep breath for courage and step into the hallway, closing your door behind you. To your right, you see Hailee trotting to the stairs and making her way down.

She’s very sweet, but it’s hard not to hate her. Her hair is always perfect, and her little matching set of shorts and shirt is actual jammies, yet somehow ten times cuter than anything you ever wear. You are trying way harder than her and you don’t look half as good.

Resigned, you follow her only to see that she’s not going the same way that you are. You figured she was going to the party room, but she’s going somewhere else. Well, this way you won’t have to look at her and feel lame in comparison. You head to the party room to wait, sitting down, then standing up, trying to figure out how to be here in a way that isn’t embarrassing. You really should’ve put those shorts on.

Hailee goes by, carrying a wine bottle.

Not much later, a posse of officers appears, led by Beth.

Amy arrives with Cynthia, forcing her to get on her hands and knees. Amy perches on her back. Olivia appears, carrying big bottles of rum. Nobody pays much attention to you.

The situation escalates quickly. Delilah is marched in completely naked and pushed onto the floor. A minute later, Rey is brought in the same way, but she’s dripping wet. More girls arrive. You spot Ingrid, who is present but keeping her eyes on her phone. She doesn’t want to watch.

Olivia drags in a basin of rum, then leaves, and you sit and stare as CCL puts Rey and Delilah through the humiliating ritual of bobbing for dildoes.

Something’s wrong. The officers stop the game. It looks like they think that Delilah was cheating. It’s getting loud and overwhelming down here.

Nobody is paying attention to you. Everyone is focused on the two naked girls, which makes sense. It’s a hell of a view with them on the floor this way: Rey’s toned body and Delilah’s smooth curves. In fact, it’s quite a turn-on. There are more than a dozen girls in this room, and the smell of arousal is competing with the smell of the rum. It’s most noticeable in Cynthia: you can see the light catching on a little moisture on her thigh. Even serving as a chair, she’s turned on by what’s going on here.

There’s… something hot about this hazing. But it’s also not your favorite part of CCL. You wish it wasn’t necessary, and you don’t really want to watch them humiliate these two further. Especially knowing that apparently only one of them will be made a sister tonight. You don’t want to see the disappointment on the face of whoever doesn’t make the cut.

No one would notice if you slipped away.

Bail on the initiation?

Or stay?