Futanari Sorority that doesn't wash their dicks?! [main]

It was hot as balls outside. I followed the college tour guide around the campus looking at all the cool features of the school. My boobs were glistening with sweat and my bra and underwear were soaked. As I flapped my shirt to get some air circulation going, I could smell the scent of my sweat being wafted around. I realized I forgot to wear deodorant. After a while, the tour guide led us to a courtyard with a bunch of tables scattered around with posters, flyers, and what looked like older students behind them. She told us that many of the popular fraternities and sororities were set up here and that the tour was over. We could walk around and look at some of them if we were interested. About half of the people left and the other half started roaming around. As the sound of talking filled the air, I decided to look around to see if some of the sororities could convince me to join. The problem with joining a sorority was my secret. I was a little more that just a normal college girl. I was a futanari.

Hiding my little secret has always been hard. Literally. I couldn't do normal girl things like cheer leading and go to the pool, and had to always wear baggy pants or skirts. My dick and balls never ceased to cause problems. I still loved them though. They were causing problems right now, as a matter of fact. My balls drooped low due to the heat and were sticking to my hot and sweaty thighs. I had no idea today would be so hot. It was the wrong day to wear loose cotton briefs. As I walked around, I did a few side steps to unstick my balls. I walked passed some tables, many looking like basic girly sororities, but eventually a table caught my eye. There were no people around it like the other tables, and there were only two girls that were standing behind the table quietly talking to each other unlike the other tables that had many members waving, shouting, and running around to attract new member. The name was also interesting, atuF Sorority. As I approached the table, the two girls stopped talking and smiled. They were actually both pretty hot. One was a white girl that seemed to be around 5'9" with shoulder length blonde hair. The other was a slightly shorter Asian girl with longer black hair, around 5'7", and wore glasses. The white girl was wearing a tight t-shirt that showed off her boobs glimmering with sweat and some small armpit stains that were not uncommon on this hot day. It left little to the imagination as she put her hands behind her back sticking her breast out even further as if to flaunt them. The Asian girl was wearing a tight tank top that perfectly shaped her tits. They were both wearing skirts.

"Hi! Welcome to the atuF Sorority's table! My name is Emma!" said the white girl.

"And my names Maddy!" said the Asian girl.

"Hi. My names Skylar. I was wondering, what does your name mean? Its not like any of the other Sorority names."

"Oh umm," Emma said as if she was taken aback by the question. "It doesn't really mean much. Just a random word like apple or google haha."

"Oh." I felt like she was hiding something. It was almost like they wanted me to leave. "Well, what's so great about atuF? You are trying to get me to join right?"

"Umm yea," said Emma. "Well our house is really nice and ummm." They couldn't even come up with any reasons to join. I also realized the the table was empty. Aside from the title of the Sorority, there was no information, pamphlets, fliers, or anything like all the other tables had. Finally, fed up with how awkward it was, I started walking past the table to look at some different sororities.

"Wait," Maddy said as I passed them. She turned to look at me and I was