not as planned

"Can't believe this!" yelled London. "Who took that fucking photo of the hazing?!"

Bethany, Sofia, and Tanya shrugged and looked at each other.

"If I find out who took that photo, I'm going to shove that phone up her ass and strap her nude to the flag pole in the union!" London stormed back and forth in her bedroom as her three associates looked nervously at the floor.

"So are we going to do this?" asked Bethany.

"Do we have a choice?" asked Tanya.

"No, we do NOT!" yelled London. "I am not going to be the last president of this chapter! My grandmother was in this sorority, and mom was president twenty years ago, and I'm_ not _going to fuck this up."

"So, we're going to streak," said Bethany.

The four stayed quiet.

"Well, we can do it in a way that won't be so embarrassing," said Sofia.

"How?" the three others asked in unison.

"If we go streaking looking like whipped pups with our tails between our legs, everyone will know we were **** to do this, but...."

"What?" asked London.

"If we look happy and skip and strut then later said we did it to show that we are not ashamed of the female body people may just be more amused than, well, you know, smug about it. We can say we're striking a blow for feminism."

"Think that'll work?" asked Bethany.

"I think it's a good idea," said London. "If we look humiliated, people will laugh and know someone got the better of us, and we can NOT let that happen. Every loser wannabe and asshole on campus will look down on us."

"So we do it then," said Tanya.

The four nodded. It was time for lunch. They summoned two other sisters and had them hold a change of clothes. Then the four went to far edge of campus where they saw Morgan and Amanda standing with smug smiles.

Without saying a word, the four Alphas stripped. They then ran across campus, acting as cheery as possible, waving to people, forcing smiles and shouting "Girl power!" as they ran. They made it to the other side of campus, knowing that everyone with a cell phone had gotten it out and recorded them. They dressed quickly and headed back to the sorority, their facade of happiness replaced with anger and humiliation.

"Well," said Morgan with a slight pout, "they took that better than I thought. Time to ramp up our game."

Ivy Seyton and her best friend and Karma VP Laney McAllister stood and watched this all. "Ugh, fucking morons," said Laney. "Do they really think that's 'girl power'?"

"No, the Omegas got the goods on them and blackmailed them into doing this," said Ivy as she stood with her arms crossed.

"What goods?" asked Laney.

"Dunno, but it's something big obviously."

"I take it this will be bigger than those stupid pranks they get those love-sick frat boys to play on their behalf," said Laney.

"You know...." said Ivy, "If we got some goods on the Omegas, we could really have some fun with both of those cunt houses."