Big U Pride Ch. 02: Going Deeper

The narration: "Which idol are you?"

"I mean, I still think the idol is the girl that's stroking while kissing the guy. I mean, I feel like that captures the essence of slut: she's multitasking to get this guy off."

"Oh come on, I'd definitely be more like the blonde. Again, look how submissive she is! Just letting her friend shove thick hot cock in her mouth! Is there anything more slutty than volunteering your holes for easy use? That's definitely my kind of idol."

Somehow, the competition had made us forget that we were talking about our slut preferences as if it was what kind of slut we'd want to be.

But we didn't acknowledge that, and just continued. We watched more of the videos on that day's folder. Most were just straight up porn scenes, nothing like the first video. The main thing was that these scenes were all of two girls with one guy. The whole time, Kris and I went back and forth about which pornstar was acting like the bigger slut. Honestly, it was more fun doing this than anything I did with my friends back home.

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The next morning I woke up bright and early. I looked over at my laptop, it was open to yesterday's assigned videos from Lana. I turned over and clicked on today's. Wow, it was like 8 hours of videos. There was a text file that read,

"Here's your assignment for today! You better watch them all, cuz I'm gonna ask you all about them!

-Lana"

Then below that:

"And you better start eating better, Bri! I saw you eating pizza the other day and I can't be seen with a slob who eats pizza. Only fruit today, big boy!"

I woke Kris up,

"Kris! Kris! Wake up!"

He turned over to me and in a daze responded,

"What, what is it Bri?"

"Dude, we have so much to watch today from Lana. Gotta get to it, man. The girls are expecting us to have watched it all."

"Oh?" he said. "Yeah, alright." He slipped out of bed and threw on some sweatpants and a t-shirt.

"Breakfast?" he asked.

"Yeah, man."

We rushed over the cafeteria and snarfed down all the pineapple and watermelon we could find, and stole some apples for the road.

"We're already super thin, man." Kris said. "Sure we couldn't have eaten any breakfast pizza? My mom says that I weigh less than she did when she was a teenager! And she was a gymnast!"

"Gotta do what Lana says! I want to have the body she wants of me."

We got back to the dorm room and fired up the TV and hooked my laptop back up.

Just as I was opening the first file we heard a knock at the door.

"Oh shit, shut that off." I said to Kris, as the first video opened up to a naked chick.

He turned the TV off as I got to the door. I opened the door and saw a girl in a tight half t-shirt with the bottom cut off, and it read "Kappas Pledge Pride!". She was also wearing Daisy Duke cutoffs that showed off her long tanned legs. Wow, she was a stone cold hottie.

She was holding a package in her hand, a box with a bow on it.

"Brit?" she asked.

Even though that wasn't my name, I was starting to respond to it after Lana had been using it.

"Umm...yeah." I said. Trying not to stare at her tits or legs.

"Mistress Lana sent you this." she said, handing me the package.

"Oh, ok..."

"She says for you and your roommate to follow EVERY instruction. Do not disappoint her." she said.

"Yeah, ok, I can do that. Tell her I will, please."

"You two are in for quite a day." she smiled and turned and walked away. Damn she looked good from every angle. The way she swayed her hips and walked showed off her best assets..."Idol", I thought.

I closed the door and made sure it was locked. I rushed over to the cough and tore open the box.

"What is it?" Kris asked.

"No idea, but that Kappa pledge just told me Lana wanted us to follow Lana's instructions to the T."

Now opened, the package looked like it was a care package of some sort. On the top was a Ziploc bag full of weed.

"Holy shit, that's like...$200 worth of chronic!" Kris said. "We're either gonna get rich or get lit!"

Having never smoked weed, I pretended like I knew what he was talking about.

"Totally, man." I responded.

I opened the letter on the top and read it out loud.

"Hey boys!

I hope your weenies didn't explode when you saw our pledge!"

We both laughed.

"We thought we'd make your weekend all the better since we can't spend it with you. Oh the hard work of being Kappa Sisters during Pledge Week!

Inside this box you'll find everything you need for an amazing weekend, and then some! We want you to watch all those videos we gave you while using the contents of the box."

I kept reading as Kris explored the contents.

"First, we worked hard to get you boys some of the best weed around. This strain was made just for the Kappa House by some of the chemistry majors. It's called 'Mistress' Munchers'. We hope you like it. We want you to toke up ALL WEEKEND!"

"Fuck yes," Kris said as he opened up the weed and went to his desk to grab his bong.

"Next, we packed you all the calories you'll need this weekend. No more junk from the cafeteria. We've put you both on a special diet by one of the Kappa sisters majoring in Nutrition Studies. There are smoothies that you are to have for each of your meals - they have every vitamin and nutrient you need to be the boys we want you to be!"

I pulled out several plastic bottles full of smoothies and threw them in the fridge.

"Next, you'll find what we think will be your favorite items."

I pulled out a Victoria's Secret bag.

Inside were a bunch of different panties.

"What is this?" Kris asked as he saw. I fingered through all the different panties, all of different types and colors and materials.

I looked back at the card: "We have put in the bag several panties that have been worn this week by yours truly!"

"Oh man! They sent us their panties!" Kris said and grabbed a pair of lacy white bridal underwear and took a big sniff.

"Fuck, these must be Lacey's! I can't believe I'm smelling her pussy!" he said.

The card read, "That's right, you'll get up and close with the panties that spent some quality time with these hot pussies!"

Wow, these girls are crazy!

"But that's not all," the card continued as I read it. "We don't just expect you to sniff them (though I bet you already have). We want to SHARE these with you. And sharing means you have to do your part. We expect you to wear each of these panties and tell us which one is the most comfortable and which is the sexiest. In fact, make a list for us. Don't disappoint us."

I thought to wearing Lana's panties as I hurried back from the library on our last outing. Kris saw me in them, and now he must think that I'm some kind of pervert.

"Wow, did NOT expect that." Kris said.

"Me neither." I said as I lifted up a pink thong.

"But...I guess if that's what they want us to do..." Kris said.

I cleared my throat, "Umm...yeah, hard to argue with them. It's not like anyone else will know."

"Yeah, and you won't say anything about me...I mean, especially after I saw you, you know, wearing panties the other day."

"Right, now this will make us even." I said nervously.

Without delay, I kept reading the card.

"And last of all, we included a CD of some relaxing songs we want you to listen to when you're sleeping."

"That's nice," I said.

"XOXO, Lana & Lacey. Kappas!" The card finished.

Kris and I got his bong going as he put some of the weed in it. He took a big puff and passed it on to me. I totally screwed it up at first but Kris showed me how to use the bong and after a couple minutes I was taking hit after hit.

I thought I'd feel woozy, but I just felt...loose, and relaxed. I felt real good.

For the morning we drank our smoothies and watched the first few videos, mostly standard porn. It had some of my favorite Brazzers scenes, mostly schoolgirl and cheerleader stuff. Me and Kris were so high that we could just let all our thoughts out.

"Wow, that skirt is so nice," he said, talking about a short schoolgirl skirt on the pornstar. She was lifting it up and grinding her ass on the professor's pants.

"Yeah, I love the plaid." I agreed. "It's like, super hot. Like, it's supposed to be a conservative outfit, but like, it makes it look sluttier."

"Yeah Brit." Kris said.

After 4 hours of watching porn like this, we took a break and had more smoothies. They were delicious, tasting a bit like fruit but with vanilla and even a hint of caramel. All of them were white, which I guess was food coloring. Weird that someone would make their smoothies look white, but whatever - they tasted amazing.

My hornyness kept building up throughout the day too. All this porn was getting me turned on, and I was too embarrassed to masturbate in front of Kris. It was like I was on edge all day, just horny as fuck.

By the time afternoon came around, we were both high out of our minds and giggling like schoolgirls.

"I can't believe you think that a facial is sluttier than a creampie!" Kris said, laughing.

"What! Nothing's sluttier than taking a load on your face! It's the ultimate act of submission!" I said, laughing.

"Come on, Brit! Like, a creampie is a guy shooting his load in your pussy! You have to walk around the rest of the day with his jizz dripping down your leg!"

"Oh - and that's less slutty than walking around with cum on your face!" I teased him.

"Oh my gosh, you'd totally be the slut who walks around with the load on her face! Lol!" he joked.

"If you got it, flaunt it!" I joked. We broke up laughing. Wow, that weed was strong.

The next video that came on wasn't like the ones from the morning. But by this time, we were so high we didn't even mind.

It just had flashing pictures. First it was of different female celebrities. Then it flashed in pictures of guys jerking off. No girls with them, just the guys jerking off.

"Huh?" I said.

"Woah." Kris said.

It kept going, just girl after girl, nearly all of them clothed. And mixed in were short clips of guys stroking their dicks. They were all jacked guys with big dicks.

"What is this?" Kris said. He was in a daze.

I looked at the file name. "Babe-Cock" I read aloud.

"Huh...I like it."

Me too.

We just sat there, super high and blazed out, watching hot girls and big cocks. It honestly felt relaxing, but arousing at the same time.

"That guy's cock is kinda nice, isn't it?" Kris asked as a short loop of a guy jerking a big veiny cock came up.

"Guess so...like, it's nice and...detailed, you know?"

"Yeah," Kris said. "Detailed...I never noticed details on cocks before. But now I see it. The shape of the head, the veins, the color, the balls. So many details to pay attention to."

"Yeah Kris. Yeah..." I trailed off thinking about cock details.

"Like, I wonder if this is what girls see when they give head?" Kris said. "It's kinda cool, you know? Girls must compare cocks they see as they give head, thinking about the different types. And there must be so many different types..."

"Yeah...Yeah." I said. "I mean, like, almost infinite types. Every cock...is different." I thought I sounded like a genius, but I must have sounded super high.

"Wow, Brit. That's brilliant: 'Every cock is different.'"

The video stopped and the next one came on. It was actually a self-made video of Lana and Lacey. They were wearing tight workout clothes.

"Hope you bois are having fun!" they said to the camera. "But now it's that time when you better up your game! Break out them panties and go to town!"

The short clip ended.

We were so high out of our minds that we both went to the bag of panties and pulled out a pair each.

Then another clip automatically turned on.

"Nah-ah-ah." said the voice. It was Lana.

"You can't play with panties without shaving first? That's basic knowledge. Come on."

I realized there had been another item at the bottom of the box. I went back to it and pulled out a bag that had women's razors and shaving cream. It also had a Nair hair removal lotion.

"Well, get to it! And don't be shy, we love swimmers' bodies and all swimmers are shaved. Duh!"

We were so high at that point we could barely think straight. Slowly we creeped out the door to the showers. We stripped down and got in and took the razors and Nair with us.

The next 10 minutes is a haze, but I remember shaving my legs, then feeling like that wasn't enough so I shaved my torso and chest. There was barely any hair to begin with in any of these parts, just barely some blonde fuzz. But once I have shaved by legs and chest, I felt so uneven so I shaved my crotch. Then I felt like my ass wasn't right, so I shaved my ass. Every single curve was shaved.

By the time I was done, I had shaved myself literally from head to toe, so that the only hair left was on my head. Then I applied the Nair hair removal lotion. It burned at first but then it felt kind of tingly and nice.

I threw on a towel and tiptoed back to my room. Kris was in there.

And he was already putting on a pair of panties. They were the white bridal lacy panties he had sniffed before.

"Woah." I said.

"Brit, it feels so nice." he said, sounding as high as he looked. "So fuckin' smooth."

Well, he couldn't be the only one following the girls' instructions.

I kept the towel on as I grabbed the pink thong from before and pulled it on.

"Oh come on, man. We're roommates, you don't have to hide under that thing." he said, pointing to the towel.

He had a point, we'd probably see each other naked by year's end. It's college, anyways.

So I shrugged the towel off.

"Oh wow, Brit. Your weiner is so...cute." he said.

I blushed as Kris saw my tiny penis.

"I'm a grower, not a shower man." I said.

"Don't worry, man. Just look at mine." he said as he peeled down the front of the panties and showed me his little penis. It was barely 2 inches and he was definitely hard.

"Wow, that's smaller!" I said.

"I'm a shower, not a grower!" he joked. We keeled over laughing.

I pulled the pink thong up, loving how the material felt on my skin. Without that peach fuzz of body hair, my skin was so sensitive and the softness of the thong made me feel so nice.

I reached behind and adjusted the backside so that it fit right between my cheeks. That's when I noticed the side had a inscription on it. Well, more of a design sewn into the material. It was a spade like in a deck of cards. The lettering under it said "QOS"

I showed it to Kris.

"No idea, Brit. Must be a Victoria's Secret thing, like the PINK campaign."

"Oh yeah, maybe there's a QOS line of clothes from Victoria's."

We sat back down, both enjoying the feeling of our smooth skin and the soft panties.

"So much better than boxers, Brit." Kris said.

I had to agree, these were more form-fitting and felt so much more comfortable. I could wear these all day.

We kept watching the porn clips on the folder. We barely noticed that it was close to 8 pm when we thought about dinner. But dutifully we drank our white smoothies.

When the videos ended I grabbed the CD from the box and put it on the speakers. It was just mood music, the sounds of the ocean, that sort of stuff. It was really calming.

"Well, that was quite the day," Kris said.

"Yeah, Kris. I'm beat!"

Without even thinking, I got in bed without taking off the panties.

"Night, Kris," I said, as I saw him get into his bed wearing his white panties.

"Night, Brit."

I turned off my lamp and easily fell into a slumber. Must have been all that weed we smoked, but I was off into La-La Land in seconds.

I woke up a few times that night and the CD was still playing. A female voice was speaking.

"No don't do it. Don't do it." she urged.

Then another female voice, "You want to do it! You crave it!"

"No! Don't!" the first voice spoke. "Don't lick it!"

"Lick it, love it!" the other voice. "You want it, you need it!"

"If you lick it, you won't be the same!"

"Don't think, just lick it, you NEED to lick it!" the other voice.

I slipped back into sleep.

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The next day, Sunday, Kris and I both woke up at 6 AM like clockwork. We didn't say anything to each other as we got out of bed and noticed we were still wearing the panties. Silently we went to the bathroom and showered and got ready.

I realized that we hadn't been outside in 24 hrs. But that didn't bother me, because I knew the girls had more videos for us and who was I to disappoint them?

I got back to the room after showering and saw Kris. He was on his laptop, about to fire up the USB that Lacey gave him. When he stepped away from his desk I saw him completely.

He was wearing a new pair of panties, these ones yellow Cheeky panties, that hugged his waist and showed off his thick ass.

"Hey, Brit. Just getting out assignments started." he said.

"Thanks Kris." I said. "You're such a good student."

"First class I've been good at!" he said.

Well, it would feel weird if I wore regular boxers or briefs while he wore panties. So I went over the bag and pulled out light blue Brazilian Brief panties. They had the same black spade design on the front as the last pair I wore.

"Someone likes that spade design!" Kris said.

"For some reason, yeah. These are kinda nice, aren't they?" I asked, showing off the sides and turning around for him.

"Totally! Plus, your butt looks really good in them."

"Don't tease me! I'm really self-conscious about my butt. It's too girlish."

"What! It's so nice! Girls love a full ass, trust me." he said.

He turned around and showed me his ass, "I can't tell you the number of times girls in high school gave me compliments! They all said they were jealous, dude. They love it!"

He did have a nice butt, really firm but also jiggled when he moved.

"Thanks, Kris. Makes me feel so much better. I bet that's why we got the hottest girls on campus!"

"Totally!"

He turned on the first video. It was more of the Babe-Cock videos, rapid fire shots of girls then cocks.

We made up a game where we would name the actress or pornstar that flashed on the screen, then if you got the right then the other person would have to name a detail of the cock that flashed after.

"Eva Longoria!" Kris shouted.

Then a cock popped up on screen.

"Pink cockhead!" I said.

Then another.

"Taylor Swift!" I shouted.

Then a cock.

"Thick shaft!"

It was so fun! I think I won at the end of it.

We had our smoothies for lunch and sat around in our panties lazing about.

"This is super fun, Brit." Kris said.

I agreed, I was loving having a close friend and feeling like I was growing and learning in college.

"These lessons are super fun. I'm really glad the girls arranged this." I said.

"Idols!" he said.

"Idols!" I agreed. "It's gonna stink having to do real classwork again next week."

"I know!" Kris said. "I wish we could just do this all day, every day. Just get high, watch porn and feel good."

"Part of me wonders if it's cuz you love wearing those panties." I joked.

"Guilty as charged!" he said. "But what I can say? They're sooo comfortable, especially without pesky body hair. I feel so light and fun. Plus, you can't tell me my legs don't look good in these."

They did. Kris has a lithe body with long legs. His years of being a track runner showed off.

"Show off." I said.

"Only thing showing off is all that ass in your panties!" he said.

"Like I said," I joked, "If you got it, flaunt it!"

We were insufferable! By that time we had gotten into the weed stash again and were spiraling deep into an amazing high.

After we finished out lunch smoothies, I turned on the next video.

The title screen flashed, "What is your purpose?"