Follow the pledges back to their dorms

Yukio and Molly

For the adorable medical student and the cute writing student and the topless dash back to their dorms wasn’t so horrible. Their building was the closest communal living accommodation to the House of GIFTS outside of the fraternity and sorority houses, you could see it from the door of the sorority house it was so close. That being said they still had to run through an open field and past a popular café currently open for business if they wanted to get there as quickly as possible.

Yukio was more likely to make it to the building quicker, she was accepted to the college under scholarship for her skills as a track runner, her vast intellect was a big component in that too but the college believed that they could win some awards with Yukio on their long distance running team. It also helped that she had the better footwear for running, arriving at the House of GIFTS that morning in her gym attire knowing that it was going to be a short meeting regardless of if she was picked or not, she had planned on going to the gym right after and burning some miles on the treadmill, even with Jess’s behaviour stripping her half naked she was still outfitted with expensive running shoes that gave her an extra little bit of power in her stride, her running shorts were also very loose making them completely unhindering to her as she ran.

Molly was a little different, she wasn’t exactly the most ambitious person on campus, for the most part she hadn’t found something that she was truly passionate about and only applied to college to shut her family up about her future. That’s not to say that she is unfit, she has a very healthy diet and attends cross fit to keep her figure in a near perfect form, clearly it agrees with her just by her flat stomach alone with her abs clearly visible as a result. But Yukio was in a completely other league and if she wanted to she could race ahead of the blonde writing student to get away from the hoots and hollers from the students littered around campus. The clothes she was left with weren’t helping much either, the cut off jean shorts were wholly uncomfortable on her sex without the barrier of underwear, bad enough if she was walking much worse that she is running, her footwear didn’t lend itself to helping her run either, with the 2inch heel of her stylish boots making it hard for her to run at her full potential.

Both girls were running with their hands cupping each breast as a vain attempt to preserve modesty while they ran past the laughing crowds of their peers. Yukio was visibly more embarrassed than Molly, and to push through it she focussed on making the run back to their dorm a competition, this lead to the young athlete leaving her fellow pledge behind and she sped ahead of her at a running speed Molly wouldn’t be able to hit even if she had the proper footwear.

Arriving at the main entrance to the dorm Yukio grabbed the fob-key on the lanyard around her neck and pressed it to the scanner so she could gain access to the building. She made a dash for the stairs and began running up to the 3rd floor, taking it 2 steps at a time and speeding her way up to her room with sweat starting to cover her soft body in a light glow.

As she made it to her floor and continued to run down the hall, past her neighbours who grew to know her over the past few weeks, she moved one of her hands away from shielding her breasts, flashing the guys in the hall with a cheer, and pressing the button for the elevator as she passed it.

Stopping at her door and letting go of her chest with both hands now she fumbled with the keys on her lanyard until she got a hold of her room key and burst inside, grabbing the first t-shirt she could put her hands on and regaining her modesty.

Molly was still working on getting over the field, she had since abandoned her boots choosing instead to run bare boot and save time so she could get to her room faster. The guys on campus clapped and cheered as she passed them, struggling to keep the double-D globes on her chest hidden under her hands as she ran. The chafing on her sex from her jean shorts making each stride harder and harder, but this somehow managed to keep her motivated to keep running and get inside.

She wasn’t paying attention to much around her, keeping her eyes locked on her dorm building, only briefly glancing at the cheering crowd enjoying her topless run on campus. As she tried to keep herself focussed on getting back inside she was completely oblivious to the person running towards her from directly in front, eager to get to her as soon as possible.

This runner was crowing closer and closer to the embarrassed teen, their eyes locked on her with determination to reach her as soon as possible. When she finally got to her the two girls nearly collided.

“What the fuck Yukio?” Molly screamed at her in annoyance. Yukio couldn’t find the English words and simply held out a shirt she was carrying for her follow pledge. Molly looked down at the garment and back to the Asian beauty with a thankful gaze in her eyes. She gratefully took the shirt from her hands and quickly threw it over herself, much to the dismay of the people around who were enjoying the show from the embarrassed streaker.

The pair began to head back to the dorm building until Molly remembered her shoes, and Yukio immediately ran back towards the House of GIFTS to pick her boots up from where she dropped them. Molly could only smile at her as she ran to her aid yet again.

Jess

Jess, Alisha, and Jade all lived in the same dorm building as one another, and just like the others you would assume that they would run back to the safety of their rooms together, but this trio of pledges could not be more different from one another.

Jess, despite being the reason they were in this situation, didn’t care in the slightest for their humiliation as the claps and cheers from students all over campus echoed around them, she didn’t even bother to participate in this humiliating punishment. As soon as she left the House of GIFTS, with her arms crossed over her chest leaving her left hand covering her right breast and vice versa, she was met with a small group from the frat house next door. The three frat guys who were happily greeting the topless pledges as they ran by were all good looking and muscular.

The one on the left was the shortest, maybe 5’5,” wearing a plain white shirt with horizontal black stripes designing it from the collar to the hem; he wore casual dark green shorts and sandals on his bare feet, with sunglasses on his face under a fringe of shaggy dark hair. In the middle was a taller guy, 5’10” if she had to guess, he was wearing a t-shirt displaying the latest blockbuster to hit cinemas and loose fitting jeans that looked to be a few years old with a tattered belt holding them up, Jess made a mental note that it looked like he used to be a “real fatty” and couldn't afford new clothes after looking his “blubber.” The guy on the right was the tallest, compared to Jess’s short stature this man looked like he could be 7ft, but in actuality he was more like 6’4.” His dark skin leaving his face a silhouette in the shadow of the sun. He was dressed in an expensive looking silk shirt and very stylish skinny jeans, he composed himself as a very camp man and was happy to show it, despite his lack of interest in the opposite sex he still enjoyed the show of 10 half naked girls running free from the House of GIFTS.

Jess quickly observed the three frat guys to see who she would be more comfortable paying to give her their shirt, she wrote off the tall gay guy first, despite how pretty and expensive his shirt looked their height difference would leave her tripping over the hem of it if she tried to walk while wearing it, plus the thought of wearing something from “his people” just sickened her, maybe if he were straight she would consider it, but his skin colour sealed the deal on her not wanting to engage. The guy in the middle was a write off too, she somewhat was impressed that he went from blob to buff, but anyone who wears clothing associated with nerdy crap would never be on her radar. That just left the short guy on the left.

Approaching the giddy frat boy she moved her right hand away from her exposed left breast, using her left arm in place to cover it, and reached into her back pocket where she produced a $100 bill. She handed it to the frat guy and told him, “Give me your shirt,” which was gratefully handed to her as he accepted the $100 for a shirt he paid $8 for from Walmart.

Jess had to uncover her chest to be able to put on the striped t-shirt, flashing the three guys in front of her for just a moment and now dressed she waved at the other nine pledges leaving the sorority house still topless with a condescending, “Ta ta bitched,” as she turned and headed for the café to order an absurdly complicated drink.

Alisha

(Authors note: This section will include some racist remarks, it is in no way how I think and am only trying to write a character to be as hateable as possible, if you have an issue with this then please let me know and I’ll remove it.)

Alisha, like most of the other girls cupping her breasts with her hands, ran up to Jess, her skirt blowing in the wind flashing her bare ass to the frat guys on the grass.

“Jessica,” she called out in her cute Indian accent, Jess stopped and turned to look up at the ethnic beauty with a condescending smile.

“Yes?” She smirked.

“Could you maybe… please… um.” She paused working to build the courage to ask Jess to loan her money to bribe one of the other frat guys for a shirt.

“Spit it out honey, I’m a busy lady.” Interrupted Jess, taking pleasure at the foreign girls embarrassment.

“Please loan me a little cash so I can get a shirt from one of those boys,” she motioned towards the trio Jess had just given money to.

Jess made a show of thinking about it, knowing damn well that she wasn’t going to help her, just stalling for time as the embarrassed Indian girl kept glancing around her at all of the eyes on her naked torso.

“No.” She said, dragging the word out like in an innocent tone.

“Why not?” Pleased Alisha.

“Interesting question,” Jess replied, “Mind if I ask a few of my own?” Alisha looked puzzled, after a moment of silence she nervously nodded and Jess went on to say, “Why did you come to my country when you could have stayed in yours and begged one of your dirty Indie n*****s to help you?” Alisha was at a complete loss for words at the blatant racism exhibited by Jess, and she was in no mood to stop now. “Why did you think a soon-to-be-highly-successful white girl would want to help a dark skinned cunt like you?” Anger now filling every faucet of Alisha, she was ready to **** the spoiled little racist bitch.

Jess was having too much fun talking down to Alisha that she didn’t even anticipate what was about to happen, she continued on her racist rant baring a wide smile and laughing as she continued to witness the shame and humiliation she brought on Alisha, loving it even more that she is the reason for it, “What in the world made you think…”

*SMACK*

The sound of Alisha’s hand connecting with Jess’s cheek echoed around the campus, the movement required to make the impact hurt had **** Alisha to move both of her hand away from her ample chest to get the momentum she needed, and the power behind it was so intense that Jess felt herself lift off of the ground and land hard on her pert ass.

Everything suddenly got really quiet, the half naked Indian Law student standing triumphantly over the spoiled acting student, tears of anger in her eyes as she stared at the tears of pain in Jess’s.

Jess was too afraid to move, not knowing how to react. Despite her attitude to everyone, no one ever had the courage to hit her before, the fear at what her rich father would be able to do to them was enough to keep their anger at bay when Jess went on her hate filled rants. Alisha leaned forward and spat on Jess before walking away, too distracted with her anger to think about covering her bare chest again, and her skirt still fluttering in the wind giving all of the spectators a good view of her whole bare body. She had completely forgot about her state of dress until making it back to her dorm room and glimpsing at herself in the mirror, tears of rage streaming down her face smudging her makeup, and her whole body feeling hot with the adrenalin of finally shutting that bitch up for once.

Jade

Jade was more than happy to strut around campus in just a skirt, she was on her second year of college now and had already gained her reputation as a massive slut, most of the student body had already seen her naked many times so this was no different. At clubs she would get drunk and give a little strip show on the bar, when stage performers would come to campus for special events she was always in the audience volunteering herself when they asked the crowd, which more often that not would have her leaving the stage with less clothing than when she first walked up those steps, and of course there were the house parties where she would participate in dare games that have had her do everything from streaking down the street with music blasting from the phone in her hands, to letting a guy (or guys) cum all over her face.

As she and the other half naked pledges were making their way out of the House of GIFTS Jade was told by Tina, the somewhat nerdy punk looking girl who was operating the sound board earlier, to wait for a moment so Pepper could have a quick word with her.

Striking up a conversation with Tina as she waited, not even bothering to cover herself with her hands because why would she? She had a body with curves in all the right placed, silky smooth skin that had a natural shine to it that only looked better in the glow coming from the expensive windows which only accentuated the shade of her milky-chocolate skin, and only by coincidence did her long curly hair descend from her left shoulder to somewhat cover her left breast, her dark nipple blending into the black curls. The mini skirt she wore last night sitting comfortable at her waste, the shape of her dome-like rear extending the back out and revealing the bottom of her cheeks. The heels on her feet adding a sexiness to legs that would pull your attention down to them if her perfectly formed round breasts weren’t exposed.

After a short wait the sorority president emerged from the kitchen with Mary following close behind. Pepper stopped in front of Jade, not struggling the maintain eye contact with the campus famous slut, she does live with 65 other girls in this house after all and has grown very accustomed to seeing them half naked, or something even completely.

“Sorry to keep you waiting Jade,” Pepper began, “There are just a one quick thing I want to bring up before we let you go.”

Jade was excited to get this special treatment from the sorority president, she was convinced that Pepper was pushing for her to make it through the final few days of pledging and that she was a shoe in to becoming a sister.

“I’m sure you’re just as sick of Jess as we are, and maybe a bit confused as to why she was voted in place of a more… tolerable pledge.” Jade nodded her agreement, and was suddenly becoming confused over why they wanted to talk to her.

“You see Jade, the next few days are a rare opportunity for all of us, both pledge and sister alike. The Dean of the College has an understanding with us, he will let us go ahead with pledge week as tradition has it, and even is tolerant to us punishing the pledges like we are doing right now, but when the week is over and the sisters have been chosen then the Dean will be much less tolerant to us humiliating students at this institution.”

The realization suddenly dawned on Jade at why Jess was allowed to make it into the top 10, but she was still buzzled over why they wanted to talk to her specifically.

“And as part of tradition we are only allowed to tease and humiliate pledges, had she not been chosen then we wouldn’t be allowed to have any fun with her, and the worse thing that would have happened is the party last night. We want to humble that rich cunt, and the next couple of days are our only opportunity to do that. But to make sure we can humiliate and humble her as much as possible we need to ensure that we can assign as many tasks as possible for you pledges to complete, and that’s why we asked you to wait a little longer.”

Jade stood still, loving the reasoning as to how and why Jess made it this far, but now curious and excited about what her part to play in this is.

“I’m sorry if I offend you in saying that you have a reputation on campus, Hell, last night you damn near exploded when you had to reject the guys feeling you up.” Jade for the first time in a long time felt a little shamed at her high libido, lowering her eyes because she couldn’t look the sorority president in the eyes.

“The rules for pledging are still in effect, if fuck anyone or bring yourself to orgasm then that’s it, you’re disqualified from pledging and we will be **** to skip one of the challenges set out for the next couple of days. We wanted to stop you before risking you giving into temptation and skipping over next door to have some horny moron fill you up. I know you hate Jess just as much as we do, so if you feel like giving into temptation anytime soon, just think about what humiliating tasks Jess will find herself in, and hopefully that should subside any urges you have.” Pepper and Jade smiled at the thought, but Jade’s smile faded as thinking of humiliating that bitch only made her horny, it would be so easy to get some jock from next door to relieve her of the feeling.

Pepper walked her to the door, out of earshot of the other sorority girls, as they walked Pepper put her lips close to Jade’s ear and whispered, “If you want you can pleasure yourself for the next few days, I won’t tell anyone.” She winked at the young philosophy student who gave her a thankful smile, and then walked out of the thick wooden door for her journey back to her dorm room, where she and her showerhead were about to get to know each other very well.

Coralline

Coralline was never shy about showing off her body, with the amount of times she’s been topless and/or bottomless in the tattoo parlour with several artists coming in and out, as well as inking her body, she has become very accustomed to have her body on show.

Her first tattoo was a simple little time stamp on her arm, 4:14pm 10/10/2002, the date and time her mother passed away, this innocent and loving gesture to remember her mother was the catalyst that began her addiction to the tattoo needle. From head to toe you will find an entire rainbow of colour from the artwork dressing her body, just to name a few there are the roses on the temples of her head with their roots buried behind her hairline, to the black half-dead angel wings on her back, around to the large reptile on her stomach with its tail weaving down to her pubis, and then her legs adorned with thorn bushes woven into one another. The only spot on her body she knows that she will never have hidden under the ink of a tattoo is the lower forearm of her left arm where her first tattoo sits on its own. This is the only tattoo she wants on this arm because it is a memory for her mother she does not want tainted by the stylish artwork that has turned to body into a canvas of talent. Her first tattoo isn’t very pretty, it’s faded and the artist was clearly inexperienced with poorly drawn lines and a failure to maintain the same size of the writing, but that didn’t matter to Coralline, it’s for her mother and because of that it’s her most perfect tattoo.

She was one of the last pledges to walk out of the House of GIFTS, where as most of the girls had left the house in a sprint with their hands covering their exposed breasts, Coralline chose to walk with her hands at her sides, her pierced nipples standing at attention in the cold wind. The hoots and hollers from the growing audience on campus didn’t bother her; she kept walking casually past them, even engaging a couple in brief conversations where she explained the situation.

The sudden sound of skin hitting skin caught the attention of her and the guys around her. Turning, curious to see the origin of the sound, Coralline witnessed Alisha storming away from Jess who was on the floor holding the side of her face in pain. Coralline smirked at the hateable rich girl who eventually got to her feet and screamed at those watching her to “fuck off” before turning and fleeing from the area, reaching into her pocket for her phone.

Coralline turned back around and continued her casual walk to her dorm room, every so often greeting those admiring her fit body with waves and friendly hellos.

Emma

Emma was lucky enough that her boyfriend, Steven, was waiting for her outside the sorority. Leaning against the side of his car, wearing a lose pair of jeans and a plain t-shirt with a pocket on the breast, Steven was flicking through Instagram on his phone.

Steven was not a student at the College; he was from a town on the other side of the city, he worked as a courier for a local start up and was constantly shipping private packages from the office all around the city, this saved the start up postage costs and gave a recent high school graduate an easy job to start building his future with.

The doors to the House of GIFTS opened and Steven glanced up to then drop his phone on the pavement in shock as the topless pledges sprang free from the mansion-like house.

Completely slack jawed in awe at all of the exposed flesh Steven didn’t even register that his girlfriend was stood in front of his, crossing her arms over her bare chest to shield it from the gaze of the people outside.

Snapping out of his trance he immediately stripped off his shirt and gave it to Emma who held it against her exposed torso as she ran to the passenger entrance to his car.

Steven picked up his phone, grimacing at the cracked screen, and then got in his car to drive Emma away from the eyes leering in at her from outside.

Michelle and Rachel

The adorkably beautiful redhead and the cute timid brunette were running together and keeping pace with one another, they ignored the cheers around them just trying their best to make it to Michelle’s room.

Rachel and Michelle had bonded really well over this last week, the relay race they participated in the other day was the start of their budding friendship, being apart of the team cooking pastries for a charity event got them talking in depth while they prepared the batter together, and the blindfolded challenge where one had to talk the other through a maze of mouse traps built an era of trust with one another that made them inseparable in the massive crowd of pledges. To that avail, when they were told to leave the House of gifts topless, they both agreed that they would run to Michelle’s dorm as it was closer and Rachel would borrow some of her clothes to make it back to her dorm on the complete other side of campus.

The comments hurled at the pair were degrading and humiliating, both girls could not wait until they behind closed doors to get the eyes off of them. Luckily Michelle’s dorm was not too far, past the Library and they would be able to see it through the car park, it wasn’t a horribly long distance, maybe 4 or 5 minutes if they ran the whole way.

Sweat of exhaustion glistening Rachel’s body made it shine in the late morning sunlight, and sweat of embarrassment did the same effect to Michelle who was much more physically fit than her friend.

They ran past the library, grabbing the attention of students hard at work on early semester projects in the windows, cars driving past honking their horns at the attractive college girls and the sound of phones taking pictures of the pair that no doubt were already being uploaded to websites they hopes had little traction.

They continued running through the car park until they reached Michelle’s building. She unlocked the door and the pair ran in. Luckily she lived on the bottom floor so they didn’t have to risk any awkward elevator rides. Once inside they went straight for her closet, Michelle putting on a basic white bra and black halter-top with a plaid shirt over it. Rachel took a turtleneck from the closet and quickly attempted to put it on, Michelle’s slimmer frame made the turtleneck much more difficult for her to put on and after a small struggle she was stuck with her arms and head locked inside the fabric, forcing her to stand with her hands high in the air, her b-cup chest on full display for Michelle who soaked in the sight before going to help Rachel. Making sure to get herself as close to her friend as possible without it looking suspicious, she gripped the hem of the turtleneck with both hands and with a little bit of **** pulled it down until it covered Rachel’s torso, but the neck of the top didn’t quite make it over her face leaving it still covered in the fabric. She reached to fix it herself, but Michelle was already working on fixing it. Pulling the next down the two girls were stood very close together, Michelle could feel the heat radiating off of her, “Hi,” she said with a smirk, Rachel responded in tern with a similar smile, “Hi.”

The pair embraced in a passionate kiss and fell onto the floor together and went onto break one of the rules set out by the Sorority for their pledge. No one was going to find out anyway.

(Author Note: Funnily enough, the lesbian angle was not at all where I expected this to go when I started writing their section)

Lee

The busty bimbo was the first to emerge from the House of GIFTS, eagerly pushing both doors open and standing with her arms spread letting her gigantic tits soak in the morning sunlight. Her whole body was as tanned as her face, from what you can see there were no tan lines, but had she been bottomless you would have seen the smallest line from a v-string thong she liked to wear when tanning.

It was her emerging from the House of GIFTS that first caught the attention of everyone on campus, her bursting through the doors with such enthusiasm and so openly displaying her huge rack got a lot of blood flowing to all the right places.

To Lee’s credit, she was stupid, but not a complete idiot, she knew the rules about no fucking and wanted so badly to join the sorority that she could control her urges. Besides, being a tease is, like, super fun.

She walked the long route to her dorm, with her heels on her legs had an elegance to them, she looked as though she might have even been walking in slow motion, which made it even more alluring that she was intentionally walking with an extra bounce in her step to make her chest jiggle a little more.

Turning heads all around the ditzy blonde gave off a bright smile and winked at everyone who was staring at her. She was on top of the world becoming the masturbation fantasies of so many people today, but her mood was ruined when she was suddenly pushed out of the way by an angry little elf as a furiously stormed through her while talking on the phone. Lee wasn’t sure why Jess was so angry, she had somehow found a shirt to wear after all, but she did catch a little bit of what she was saying to the person on the phone.

“Daddy,” she sobbed, “Some fucking slut just walked over to me and slapped me for no reason. I need you to…” She got too far away for Lee to hear any more of it, but safe to say she wasn’t surprised.

Lee got back to her feet and recomposed herself to continue to tease as many people on campus before returning to her dorm.