This story is inspired by a very old fart fiction story from 1998 called "Sorority Stinkers" (google it if you haven't read it, it a bit dated but still holds up)
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"So, what makes you think you are good enough for Gamma Alpha Sigma?"
Yvonne Correa swallowed nervously before answering. This was the first time she had ever pledged for a sorority before, not to mention her first week in college period. She could not screw this up.
"Um, Heather, right?"
Heather stared at her blankly, neither confirming nor denying that it was her name despite wearing a name tag on her shirt.
"Haha...um. Well, I am a very hard worker. I have always been that way."
"I can see that," Heather said in a monotone voice as she looked over her application. "You worked hard enough to get into this school on full academic scholarship. First in your family to ever go to a university?"
"That's right. My family moved here from Puerto Rico so I'm the firs-"
"Yeah but your family isn't pledging for Gamma Alpha Si, are they?" Heather cut her off coldly.
"N-no," Yvonne answered. She briefly looked Heather up and down. Heather was white, blonde with fairly large breasts, a white t-shirt that said "Gamma Alpha Sigma" and tight, white sweatpants which hugged her deliciously thick waist. Heather's olive tan skin was complimented by her piercing blue eyes. In contrast Yvonne wore her modest school uniform with khaki pants, a green and black sweater and a nice shirt. She was tan with black curly hair and brown eyes. Clearly she was not prepared for this type of environment.
"Why should I let you in over someone else?" Heather responded.
"Because," Yvonne swallowed before looking her dead in the eye. "Because I am loyal and I will do whatever is asked of me. I am committed to making sure this sorority honors the same time honored tradit-"
"Okay okay," Heather said rolling her eyes. "We'll see about that. Wait over there with the others."
Yvonne noticed Heather hold onto her stomach and wince. Did she have stomach troubles?
She sat down on the bench next to a ginger white girl who smiled nervously.
"You're pledging too huh?"
"Yep," Yvonne smiled.
"I'm like, REALLY nervous. Like," the ginger girl looked around in a paranoid manner. "Do you think they're gonna make us drink alcohol? Like oh my god I have read stories where pledges had to drink all this alcohol and they like overdosed and totally died and then their parents sued the school and then-"
"Whoa whoa whoa!" Yvonne said putting her hand on the ginger's shoulder. "It's gonna be fine! You're gonna be fine!"
The ginger girl sighed and shook slightly. "Sorry it's just, I have extreme anxiety and I hate surprises."
"What's your name?"
"Natalie. Well, Nat is good too, I guess."
"Ok 'Nat is good too I guess'," Yvonne smirked. "I'm Yvonne, nice to meet you."
"Same," Nat smiled weakly as she shook her hand. "I'm also like...I just want to make friends and this hazing thing like freaks me the FRICK out."
"I hear you Nat. But I'm nervous too, so we can stick together, ok? I won't let anything bad happen to you. And listen...honestly. What's the WORST that can happen?"
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Yvonne rocked back and forth in a fetal position. If this wasn't the worst that could happen, it was pretty fucking close.
"I smell any of you girls piss yourselves, fidget too much, try to get up to go to the bathroom, ANY of it and you get kicked out; the $300 deposit not refunded," a modestly chubby sorority sister barked as she walked around the room of groaning pledges.
"I am never drinking Koolaid again," Nat whispered with a miserable look on her face. Yvonne grimaced and nodded. The physical fitness test was bad enough with having to hold in all that pee for 45 minutes but the waiting around for the first person to piss themselves was even worse because they had to literally lie still and couldn't distract themselves.
As the chubby sorority sister walked by Yvonne's head, she paused for a moment and bent down, her butt inches away from Yvonne's face.
pfffFFFFFFFfffffffft
"Ahhhh," the girl sighed as she let out a 2 second puffy fart from her white sweat pants clad butt. Yvonne's head jerked back in shock. Did this fucking pig just fart near her face??
"Madison!!" Another sister whispered angrily. "You're supposed to wait for that!"
"Shit, I know I know, it was hurting me is all," Madison got up and continued to walk around the room. Her puffy, almost silent fart smelled like baked beans and seriously grossed out Yvonne. She looked over at Nat.
"You saw that??"
Nat nodded with a concerned look on her face.
"Yvonne..what did she mean 'wait for that'? What does that mean??"
Oh god, her anxiety is kicking up again. "Nothing, probably nothing. We're almost done, I can feel it."
"Oh boy, looks like we've got a couple pissers!"
Yvonne looked over at 3 girls who had clearly wet themselves.
"What's wrong, baby can't handle a widdle pee pee?" Madison mocked as she stood over them. All three of the girls stood up and walked out of the room with their heads hung low, crying softly. Yvonne could not believe how mean these people were.
Just then Heather entered the room.
"Ok, it's been 2 hours. Legally we can't force anyone to hold their pee anymore or we could have a lawsuit on our heads. All pledges go to the restroom and then meet out in Hall F for the final part of the pledge.
"See?" Yvonne smiled at Nat. "We're almost done. This is gonna be easy!"
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Yvonne really had to stop doing that.
Nat, herself and 3 other women lay on their knees with their hands tied behind their backs. They had been sitting like this for 10 minutes, any longer and her knees would start to hurt.
Nat began to get restless.
"What if....what if they slit our necks and kill us??"
"Nat....they're not gonna do that...they would go to jail."
"O-ok..ok...what if....ok, so I'm a germaphobe right? So what if they made me lick the ground!"
Yvonne looked at her strangely and shook her head.
"Why the FUCK would they do that??"
Suddenly one of the sorority sisters snapped her head around and looked at them.
"Hey, no talking! Be quiet and wait for the sorority captains to finish."
Finish what? Yvonne wondered. Honestly, she knew Sororities were extreme, but these crazy white bitches were taking it to a whole new level.
Just then Heather, Madison and and 3 other sorority captains walked into the room. Madison had an evil grin on her face as she patted her belly.
"Ok bitches, this is it!" she grinned.
Suddenly a woman came behind Yvonne and duck taped her mouth, then Nat's, then the other three confused and scared girls.
"You guys don't understand the work we put into pledge week. It's not just the week of," she said as she walked over to a duck taped pledge on the end of the line. "We prepare the entire week before. That means no showers, a diet of baked beans, indian food and cabbage, and tonight we had to take this powder called inulin."
Madison turned around so her butt was facing the girl on the end of the row's face, then looked back at her. "Do you know what inulin is?"
The girl, wide eyed and scared, shook her head.
"It's prebiotic you can put into tea, coffee, smoothies, whatever. Mostly safe, but if you take too much, it gives you horrific, nasty, smelly, FARTS." she smiled.
The girls eyes lit up and she began to struggle but a sister held her still. Madison slowly pushed her sweat pants clad cheeks right up to her face.
"Bombs away, loser," she laughed.
bbbBBBBBBRRRRRROOOOOMMPPPPTTTtftf
Madison let loose a 4 second, brutal, disgusting and bassy sounding rip that may or may not have had a shart at the end into the poor girl's face. "Oh fuck I was holding that in for 3 hours," Madison sighed. The girl screamed into her duck taped mouth as the fart savaged her nostrils, a sister holding her still so she couldn't get away.
Other sisters began to walk toward the duck taped pledges and had another sister hold them still while they ripped farts on them. Nat looked over at Yvonne and let out a muffled scream, her eyes as big as dinner plates. Yvonne began to panic and just looked ahead.
A brown haired white girl walked up to Yvonne. She was thin but had quite perky cheeks. Yvonne looked at her pleadingly and the girl just laughed.
"I hope you like the smell of my asshole, cause that's what you're gonna be sniffing in a few seconds," she giggled, not an ounce of sympathy or mercy in her eyes.
She held the back of Yvonne's head and brought it in deep into her sweat pants. Yvonne could tell this girl had not showered in a long time, she had a dirty musky smell about her. Was this what it had all lead to? Straight A student, honor's classes, working so hard to be the first member of her family to go to college- all of that so she had to endure this white chick farting in her fa-
pOOOOOOOMMMMmmmmp???
"Oof, that felt good," the sister sighed.
The sister unleashed a goofy, musical sounding poot against Yvonne's nose that lasted about 3 seconds. Yvonne was Puerto Rican and pretty tan but she could feel her cheeks get hot at the shame and embarrassment of what had just occurred. The girl brought out Yvonne's from her cheeks slightly and looked down with a cute look on her face. That was when the stink truly hit- Yvonne gagged slightly as the intense smell of rotten asshole permeated her nostrils.
Nat had a tall, blonde sister of Norwegian descent standing in front of her. She looked at Yvonne pleadingly before the girl grabbed her head and shoved it in.
BWAAAMP...
BLORP...
BLAPPRTft
One loud bassy duck fart followed by two wet sloppy cheek flaps on poor Nat's nervous face. Nat went ballistic;tears streaming down her face as she thrashed around. The sorority girl behind her was doing her best to keep her still. Yvonne could not believe this is happening. This was like some disgusting nightmare.
Yvonne now noticed the 3 other girls had broken free and ran out of the room, leaving only herself and Natalie remaining. The brown haired girl looked back at her.
"This is gonna continue until we don't have any poots left," she smiled. "You guys are literally gonna be our fart sniffers for the rest of the night. Speaking of, I feel a really big one.."
"Wait."
Heather pushed the girl out the way and dragged Yvonne over to the center of the room.
"You told me you would do anything for this sorority, isn't that right?" Heather glared at Yvonne. Yvonne, though her eyes were red from the burning smell of farts nodded her head.
"Perfect," Heather smiled coyly as she took off her sweat pants....AND her panties. Yvonne looked confused.
Heather took a pillow from another sorority sister and laid it behind her on the ground then spread her legs open and lifted her knees to her chest.
"I haven't showered in a week or taken a shit in 4 days," she said calmly. "I wanna see if you can really handle this."
Madison looked over at her, unsure of the moral boundaries that her sorority captain was about to cross but said nothing. All the other sisters formed a circle around Yvonne and heather.
"Get in here!" she barked. Yvonne, shaking from fear and the anticipation of the disgusting farts to come slowly crawled over to Heather and put her nose right up to her anus. She could immediately smell the stink of her unwashed butt and a faint smell of shit.
"Let's see how you like this you fucking beaner bitch."
BRRRRRRRRRRAPPTTTTTFTFss
Heather cut a massive ripper in Yvonne's face that had a few crackles at the end. Yvonne instantly dry heaved and tears began to form in her eyes. It wasn't just the disgusting shit smell and sound Heather had rudely ripped on her, it was her calling her a beaner and literally pushing out a bean scented fart that made her truly ashamed.
"You like that shit?" Heather laughed.
Yvonne shook her head.
"Oh, well too bad, I got some more."
PFFFFFFFFFFttttt- BRAAAPTF- PTFFFFFFF
These were even more stinky and clearly indicated that Heather had to poop, BAD.
"Hey, Jennifer Lopez," Heather taunted. "I don't hear you sniffing."
Heather sighed and smiled as Yvonne loudly sniffed her putrid asshole smell. Yvonne had never wanted to cry and throw up at the same time in her life.
"Ok...now, I'm gonna take off your tape. And since you like sniffing my bean farts so much, you can eat them too."
"H-Heather I don't think we're allowed to d-"
"Shut the fuck up Madison. This little Mexican bitch says she wants into our group, so I'm gonna make sure she earns her place," she snapped as she ripped the tape off of Yvonne's mouth.
"I'm...Puerto Rican..." Yvonne trembled angrily.
"Well, Mexican, Puerto Rican, whatever. You guys both like beans right? So lick my asshole, you get your beans for the day," she laughed as she spread her anus.
Yvonne grimaced as she brought her tongue in close. She could see slightly specks of brown on her anus, but it was too late to turn back now. This will all be worth it, all of this, this will all be worth it, she repeated her herself as she shut out the sensation of her tongue moving up and down Heather's pink butthole.
"Ohhhhh, fuck," Heather smiled, eyes closed. She was truly loving this.
Just then, she pushed her anus out slightly.
pUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuUUUUUUUUUUuuuuup?
Heather let loose a stinky, 6 second long poot whose pitch comically went up and down right in Yvonne's mouth. In any other situation it might have been seen as a girly and cute moment but in this context it was totally humiliating. All the sisters burst out laughing at the amusing sound, Yvonne's face steaming hot at how shameful and embarrassing this was.
"Oof Heather that was a bad one," Madison laughed.
"That's what happens to me when I," POOOOMP "ahhhh, eat burritos for 4 days and don't poop," she bragged as she casually cut another humiliating poot into Yvonne's mouth.
Just then, Yvonne felt her own stomach start to feel funny. A loud grumble emitted from the depths of her insides.
"Ah, ok finally," Heather sighed and sat up. "Bring the other loser over here."
Two sisters dragged Nat over by her shoulders and placed her in front of Yvonne. At the same time Yvonne suddenly felt a massive fart growing in her stomach. She almost NEVER got gassy, what was going on? Heather stood up and squatted next to Yvonne, putting her hand on her shoulder and whispered in her ear.
"The Koolaid...you didn't realize it. We put some of that inulin in everyone's drink. Tricky thing with inulin is it usually takes a while to settle in but it's been a few hours now so you should be holding back a big one I imagine." she grinned.
"Why? Why do you want....ME to fart?"
"You can clearly take it. But in order to see if you can really be one of us we want to see if you can dish it out." She then nodded over in Nat's direction. Suddenly the realization of what was happening washed over Yvonne's face.
"Oh god, no," Yvonne begged.
A sister ripped the tape off of Nat's face; causing her to gasp for air.
"Oh my god, this is so GROSS! Please I will do whatever you say, PLEASE let me go! I can't stand this, jesus christ this is so freaking gross."
Yvonne turned and looked at Heather.
"Please. Don't make me do this. We've both made it this far, I am BEGGING you."
"And I am telling you, bitch, that if you DON'T do this then you're not joining this sorority. Is that what you want? All of this shit to be for nothing?"
Yvonne stared at Heather for a few more seconds, hoping she would change her mind, but Heather just stared at her with a smirk. She really was Satan in the form of a college girl, an ice cold bitch.
"Y-Yvonne? What's going on?" Nat questioned nervously.
Yvonne sighed and stood up. She had worked too hard to get to this point and just give up. Sorority meant more friends, connections, job opportunities and most importantly power. She tried to remind herself of this as she walked over toward Nat.
"Panties off," Heather called out. "And in the mouth," she snickered, causing the other sisters to laugh uproariously.
Yvonne tried to hold back her tears as she took off her pants and slid her panties down her legs.
"In the mouth? Wha....Yvonne, why are you taking your pants off?!" Nat squirmed as the other sister held her down.
Yvonne looked at her for a moment.
"I'm...sorry Nat. It's you or me," she choked.
In one swift movement, Yvonne turned around and squatted over Nat's face; plunking her butt right onto her mouth.
bbbBOOOOOOOOOuuummmP?
Yvonne let loose a deliciously bassy fart that echoed in the inside of Nat's mouth. Nat screamed out and cried like a baby.
"OH MA HAW, PWEESE, YVAH, STA-"
BWUMP.....
BOPPP..
BRRRRROOOOMP?
Theree short but booming bassy farts effortlessly slid out of Yvonne's anus and into Nat's mouth. She could feel the wetness of Nat's tears on her cheeks, but she had to shut it out.
"Pheeeewwww," Heather said as she circled them, fanning the air. "Thats that Mexican, I mean, excuse me, Puerto Rican gas huh?" she laughed.
Yvonne looked at her strangely. So this was how this sorority worked- they abused you and then got you to abuse someone else, thus becoming part of there circle. Despite feeling awful for farting on Nat's mouth she subconsciously bought into it.
"Y....yeah," Yvonne stuttered, then regained confidence. "Yeah, these are the type of nasty fucking farts I save up for pale ass ginger bitches." She then grunted and cut another one in her mouth.
BLOOORRRRP
"...ahh, like that." Yvonne said with a glare over the sound of Nat's sobbing.
"Ohhhh shit, the Puerto Rican is a bad ass bitch!" Heather laughed.
Madison handed Yvonne a hot towel for her face."Welcome to the group Yvonne," she grinned.
"Wait," Yvonne said holding up her finger. "Hey Nat?"
"Why are you doing this," she sobbed.
"Lick my ass and I'll stop."
"Yvonne....I thought we were friends," Nat continued to cry.
"LICK MY FUCKING ASS."
Nat, in a slow and defeated motion brought her tongue out. Yvonne slid her ass onto it like a credit card, and then-
BwAAAAAAAMMMMp
A massive bassy tuba fart vibrated Nat's tongue. "Eat that, you fucking cunt." Yvonne taunted.
Without warning Nat keeled over and vomited onto the floor causing all the other sisters to cry out in disgust.
"Holy shit Yvonne, you made her puke!" Heather laughed. "We haven't had a puker in a while. Madison get a mop and a bucket, have her clean it up before you let her go."
Yvonne stood there shaking. Why did she do that? She was already in the group, she didn't need to fart on Nat's tongue or call her names. What was happening to her?
"Alright, we can send this retard home and get your bunk situation settled." Heather laughed.
As they walked out of the room, Yvonne looked back at Nat and remembered something she had said earlier in the evening.
"I won't let anything bad happen to you,"
Yvonne swallowed a lump in her throat and continued to walk down the hall with the rest of her newfound sorority sisters. |