Sorority War

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Today's story comes from "Chrystal Wynd". Originally posted to their personal website in 2011, "Sorority War" tells the tale of four witches wrathfully warring for the final two spots inside of a witch-only soroity. With back and forth curses cruely consuming each of the young co-eds, leading to humiliating public displays, body modifications, and uncontrollable acts of perversion.

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“So, Nicole,” said my friend Alice, “do you think we’ve been accepted by the Kay Zetas to be in their sorority?”

“Yeah,” I said. “I do. We’re better at the arcane arts than anyone else pledging this week and that’s what they’re all about. Heck, we’re probably better than half the members they already have.”

“Well, I hope so,” said Alice. “I mean, the Kay Zetas are almost as big as the Kitty Psis here at Chrystal Heights University.”

“We’ll find out soon enough,” I said, “since we’re on our way there now.”

“I know, I know,” said Alice. “I’m just excited. This is the Kay Zetas! It’s a big thing!”

We arrived at the Kay Zeta’s sorority house a short time later. As we entered, a girl selected two envelopes from the table next to the door. One had my name on the front; the other had Alice’s.

“They’ll be announcing the selections shortly,” said the girl, handing each of us our envelope. “Hold on to these and don’t open them until you are told. And remember, there’s only two openings, so try not to take it too hard if you don’t make the cut. You’re only Freshman, so there’s always next year.”

Alice and I nodded our understanding.

We walked over and mingled with the rest of the pledges. Like us, they were waiting to hear the results. Several of the girls were chatty with nervousness, but a few were calm and collected, even downright arrogant.

“This is a cute way of building the suspense,” said a redheaded girl, talking to her Asian friend, “but they really should stop wasting these poor girls’ time. It’s obvious you and I have it, Bit, so why not give the rest of them time to pledge another sorority?”

“I know, Tara,” said the Asian girl. “You are so right.”

“Overconfident much?” I said.

“You’re half right,” said the red-haired Tara. “Just confident.”

“You might have even been right,” I said, “any other year.”

Tara laughed. “You think you and your friend, umm, whatever her name is, actually beat me and Bit?”

“Oh, did you guys participate?” I said. “Alice and I never noticed you.”

Tara and I smiled, the ice between us almost visible. Alice and Bit glared at each other.

“After Bit and I get sworn in to the Kay Zetas,” said Tara, “I think we’ll pass by your dorm room for a little visit. It won’t be a long visit, but it will certainly be educational.”

“A sweet sentiment,” I said, “but wasted, since Alice and I will have rooms here at the sorority house. We’ll be sure to visit you and your friend at your rooms, though, don’t worry. In fact, I think you can count on it.”

The air between us was taut, but right then Millicent, the head of the Kay Zetas, spoke up from the front of the room.

“Good morning,” she said. “It’s been an interesting and competitive pledge week, and I’m sure you too anxious to listen to a speech now.”

A nervous titter sounded.

“All right then,” said Millicent. “Every pledge should have an envelope. Each of those envelopes contains a card that is either red or black. If your card is red, then your pledge to the Kay Zetas has not been accepted at this time. If your card is black, then you have been accepted to continuing pursuing your pledge with us.”

I took a deep breath. My nerves were working. Just two openings. Just two out of this entire crowd had been accepted.

“And now,” said Millicent, “it’s time to open your envelopes.”

The sound of shredding paper instantly filled the air, but I paused and instead watched Tara.

Tara knew I was watching, so she took her time. As a chorus of disappointed exclamations sounded from the crowd surrounding us, she carefully opened the flap and studied the card inside. Then she pinched the card between two fingers and slid it from the envelope.

“It’s black, sweetie,” said Tara, smiling, “and I’m looking forward to that visit.”

Bit held her black card next to Tara’s and gave me a smug look. The bitches had actually secured both invitations to join the Kay Zetas. I clenched my teeth, trying not to show my disappointment. Then I realized my friend Alice was jumping up and down.

“Black!” she said. “I got black! I’m in!”

What the hell?

I looked down at my still unopened envelope, then tore open the flap. Inside lay a single card. It was black.

Black. I was in!

I looked around. The room was emptying. The only pledges left were Tara, Bit, Alice and I.

Millicent waited until the room fully emptied. Then she walked over.

“Congratulations on making it this far,” she said.

“Thank you,” we chorused.

“Now, as you know, there’s only two openings,” said Millicent, “and there are four of you. The trouble is, we’re deadlocked on who to select. So, we’re extending pledge week by a few more days, until Wednesday.”

“Okay,” I said. “So, what do we do now?”

“What it means,” said Millicent, “is that you have the next couple days to show us why we should choose you rather than the others. Keep a journal of your spells and accomplishments. Whoever impresses us is in.” She nodded her head. “Now go. We’ll see you on Wednesday.”