Kink in the plans

"So ready for your humiliation?" Morgan asked London.

"No, and we're not going to do it!" said London, crossing her arms and looking defiant.

"What do you mean? You want us to release that photo to the press?" asked a shocked Morgan.

"Look, either way we're kicked off campus," said London.

"What are you talking about?"

"You really think our charter is going to stay silent about us strutting naked around campus with those signs? Our sorority is not only the most prestigious and exclusive on this campus, but in the country. If they see either that hazing photo or videos of us acting like total sluts, that'll be the end of us, and if we're going down, it's for hazing, not acting like degraded sluts."

Morgan furrowed her brow. She grabbed Ellie. "Fuck, do you thinks she's right or is she bluffing?"

"I hate to admit it," said Ellie, "but I think she has a point, and if she's right, and we go through with our threat, they get kicked out, and our fun with them ends, but on the other hand, we'll be the best sorority on campus with no real competition."

"Hmm, as much as like to see the Alphas' downfall, I do like humiliating them. Fuck! I guess we'll have to find more subtle ways to humiliate them." Morgan kicked the dirt. She looked at London who was trying but failing not to smirk. "Fine! You win this time, bitch!"

The Alphas walked off, leaving the Omega's stewing in their failure.

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Later that day, both the Alphas and Omegas received an anonymous email with the incriminating photos. The email instructed Morgan and London to put on a t-shirt with their sorority letters on them and a skirt and report to the basement of the abandoned indoor swimming pool that was scheduled to be demolished later that semester. The email told them to be there alone and promptly at 7:00 pm.

The two sorority presidents showed up on time. The emergency exit door was opened. They walked in and found some battery operated torches lighting the abandoned pool. There was an inflatable child's pool at the end of the pool. It was 10x6 feet in diameter. It was full of some sort of dark liquid.

A group of masked women wearing coveralls stepped out from the shadows. "Greetings, bitches," said one into a voice changer. "Today, you will be in competition. You will get into this pool and wrestle. The first one to strip the other naked and pin her for three seconds wins. The winner will get the use the showers; the water is still on, and be given a bath robe."

One of the masked figures held up a white bath robe.

"The loser," continued the one with the voice changer, "will have to walk back to her sorority naked and slimed. The inflatable pool you see in the end of the the old pool is filled with a mixture of water, vegetable oil, chocolate sauce, pork and beans, and for some added flavor and aroma, five gallons of used grease from the cafeteria's grill."

The two presidents looked with disgust into the pool. They then glared at each other, sizing up their opponent.

"So, will you agree to fight, or do we release the photos?"

"What photo do you have of them?" asked London with a smile. She was glad to know it was not just the Alphas who had some sort of incriminating photos leaked.

"That's between us and the Omega's, said the masked leader. "Now, what'll it be?"

Morgan's shoulders dropped, and she walked to the ladder of the pool. She climbed down and into the main pool and stood by the inflatable one. London followed.

The masked figures sat around the edge of the main pool with their legs hanging over. London and Morgan did not realize it, but a camera had been set up in a pile of boxes on the side of the pool, and this wrestling match was about to be live-streamed.

Morgan and London climbed into the inflatable pool. They then got the smell of the left over grill grease and wretched a bit. The slop was six inches deep.

"Begin!" said the masked leader.

Ivy, the masked leader, looked on in glee as Morgan and London began to circle each other.