Just a Prank

Hi guys! Just wanted to apologize for the delay in the release of this story. I got into a nasty car accident so I was out of commission for about 3 weeks. I'm alright and back on my feet now, so I'll be back to giving you guys the usual 1 story per month.

I tried a new story format with actual chapters in this one to better keep track of the story and certain plot elements. I think it came out rather good so I might just stuck with this set up. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy the story and thank you for your continuous feedback.

Also I know the lackluster ending of Fresh Meat pt3 wasn't to most people's liking, trust me it wasn't to mine either. I put in autosaves now so I won't lose 4 days worth of editing like I did with that story.

All characters are over the age of 18. This story is purely a work of fiction.

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- Prologue: Danny Strong

Danny looked at the purse on the ground in front of him, eagerly waiting for its owner to return. It was tradition every semester for him and his fraternity brothers in Kappa Sigma Phi to prank one new girl on campus. It didn't matter whether or not they were in class or in their dorm. The only thing mandatory was that it had to be recorded otherwise it didn't count. Danny had scoped the lounge and dining hall for over a week looking for the perfect target. This was his last semester before graduating so he needed his final prank to be bigger and more intricate than anyone else's. See, unlike everyone else in the frat he didn't join to just get girls and party. No, Danny was different.

He was born into the Strong family. They weren't rich but were well known for the strong legacy they had in the area. His family had only ever produced boys, all of which went to the local university and had left their mark. His two older brothers Donald and Curtis had both left a life long accomplishment at the school. Donald had carried the football team to a national championship, which resulted in a bronze bust of him being placed in the center of the teams trophy room. If that wasn't enough, that same year he won the MVP award and was placed in the college football hall of fame.

Curtis, while not as physically fit as his older brother, found his own way to make a name for himself. He founded and ran "Hush", a secret underground club not far from campus. It was located in the abandoned train station that used to connect the school to the city nearby. It was a secret so well protected by students that even though its 1000 person limit was filled to capacity every weekend, it was never discovered by authorities. Students loved going so much that to this day Danny would often catch alumni in the club. When Curtis graduated 3 years prior to Danny's enrollment he handed the reins over to his best friend Chad, who just so happened to be the Kappa Sigma Phi chapter president.

This was why Danny joined the frat and needed to win this semester's prank off. The winner would get the profits from the club from the weekend prior and with how busy the club always was, Danny knew the prize had to be in the high 6 figures range. With that money he'd be able to fund his project and leave a legacy worthy of the Strong name. His plan was to use the prize money and donate its entirety to the university. In doing so they would name the new dorm buildings being built after his family. The sports fans loved his brother Donald, the party animals idolized his other brother Curtis, and when the project was complete the everyday students would know him.

This had to work. Failure wasn't an option for him. Especially since he was the black sheep of the family. Just as his family name implied, all the men of his family looked like Greek gods. Donald was the epitome of the Strong family physique. Even after retiring from football after college and getting a high paying office job, the man looked like he was in his prime. If Danny was to tell someone his older brother was actually pushing 32 they'd think he was a liar. Even Curtis, who compared to the other, more average members of the Strong family, looked like he worked out 5 times a week when in reality he hadn't stepped foot in a gym in over 3 years.

The Strong family genes were just that, strong. Unfortunately for Danny they skipped him entirely. For starters his height was a far cry in comparison to the standard 6 foot plus height of everyone else. He stood at an embarrassing 5'3 and was constantly reminded of that fact since he couldn't reach anything without help at home. Physical strength was practically none existent. The most he was able to accomplish was 5 push ups before his arms gave out. Both of which were a sore point for him but weren't nearly as bad as his appearance. To say he looked feminine would be an understatement.

While both his brothers looked like true manly men like their father, Danny was born as a prettier version of their already gorgeous hispanic mother. He inherited both her long raven hair and green eyes, along with her very shapely figure. His upper body was slim and tapered off as it drew closer to his waist but exploded into his wide child bearing hips. They came with a matching set of thick thighs and to his dismay a large round butt. His backside wasn't overtly huge like the ones he'd seen in rap videos but it was still quite the sight. It looked like Danny had done nothing but play Volleyball all his life and workout on his glutes 5 times a week. With Danny looking the way he did it was no wonder as to why he felt like an eye sore to everyone at home. His brothers always made fun of him and his father saw him as nothing but a disappointment.

The only person in his corner was his mom but even she at times would inadvertently break his already weak confidence. Growing up he'd tried a myriad of sports, all of which failed in spectacular fashion. To this day he never forgot what his mom told him after he finally gave up on sports. She had taken him out to eat to cheer him up and when he least expected it she gave her honest opinion.

"Y'know Danny, maybe you're just not cut out for sports like Donald. It's okay if you never become a regular Strong like your brothers or your father. You basically got all of my genes and coming from a family of only girls I can tell you that our genes are suited for...different...tasks. So it's okay if you're different from Donald and Curtis. It just means you're meant for...other...things. Things that are...too big...for anyone else to handle."

Danny could still hear those words in his head from time to time. How his own mother thought he'd never live up to the family name but he'd show her. He'd show all of them. Danny Strong was a proud member of the Strong family and would leave a legacy worthy of his name.

- Chapter 1: The Wrong Person

The device was set, along with the follow up traps for the ultimate prank. Danny had picked his target carefully. Lauren Kent was a freshman and from his observations over the past week he knew she was easy prey. The girl lacked any real backbone and had a nerdy look that screamed poor social skills. Danny knew that most of his frat brothers would do basic pranks that would still be funny but lacked the originality to win. His prank on the other hand would be nothing short of a work of art and all he had to do now was wait.

After a couple minutes of waiting Lauren came back into the classroom and approached her bag. This was it, the moment that would cement his victory and insure his legacy. Just as Lauren was about to reach for her bag an unexpected variable appeared. A variable that would forever change his life.

The professor arrived earlier than usual and with the added bonus of another new girl.

"Class this Valerie Popov. She'll be joining us today. She is new to the university so be kind and show her around. Do you have anything you want to say to the class about yourself?"

"I'm new to Texas so I don't really know anyone. I'm originally from Russia but I came here when I was about 4 years old so I don't have an accent anymore. I don't have any siblings and live with just my mom. If you guys ever meet her she's your stereotypical Russian who speaks broken English with a thick accent. I'm not a big fan of going out much and prefer to stay home and relax. I hope we all get along and maybe even become friends."

Danny looked at Valerie for a moment. She was hot, very hot. She was rocking an all black outfit with black makeup to match. He'd seen plenty of wannabe goth girls before but Valerie was the real deal and the first Danny had seen to really pull the look off. Her face was already gorgeous but the black makeup just gave it that extra nudge to bring it to an even higher level of beauty. She had her ears pierced multiple times on both ears and had a septum piercing that when worn by most girls looked out of place but it suited her aesthetic perfectly. Her body wasn't to be outdone by any means since it too was out of this world. She was tall standing around 6'2 and had a big set of tits on her. They looked like two soft coconuts on her chest that were quite perky with zero signs of sagging. Her baggy cargo pants did their job at fitting her loosely but not well enough to hide an ass as nice as hers. It was a nice round bubble butt that just by looking at it Danny could tell was a solid mixture of genetics and hard work in the gym.

He had been so lost in her beauty that he missed the part where the professor gave her the seat next to Lauren. It wasn't until she was walking through the aisle in front of him did he realize what was about to happen. Valerie walked through the aisle and was greeting her new classmates until she got to Laurne's bag on the floor. Lauren offered to move it out of the way but Valerie insisted that she'd do it since she was already in front of it. She bent down to pick it up and move it out of the way, setting off the device meant for the bag's nerdy owner.

A paint bomb went off splattering bright pink paint all over Valerie causing her to stumble and fall forwards. It resulted in her landing on the trip wire for the secondary device which slapped a bumper sticker that read "I love anal!" onto her butt. With two of the devices already having gone off, Danny had no choice but to see it through and activate the final one. Valerie attempted to collect herself and took a seat on Lauren's chair which Danny had already tampered with. The moment she sat down the chair crumbled beneath her and once she was at eye level with the desk a micro confetti cannon went off. It covered Valery's face and impressive chest with small sparkling confetti in the shape of penis's.

The classroom's reaction was instantly divided with the women looking concerned and the men, a majority of whom were his fellow frat brothers, laughing hysterically. Danny felt bad that Valerie was the one to get caught in his trap but if his frat brothers were laughing this hard then he knew his chances of winning were high. The professor ran up to help her to her feet and gave all the fraternity members including Danny himself a stern look. They'd for sure get a lecture from the university president and possibly even a fine but it would be nothing more than a slight annoyance than anything else.

He couldn't help but grin with happiness that he'd possibly won the competition. His excitement must have been obvious since Zeke, one of his frat brothers, noticed. He was your typical meat heat, all brawn and no brains. Which became even more obvious to Danny as Zeke tried to high five him.

"That was fucking hilarious, Danny! Can't believe you actually pulled it off bro. The money's yours for sure."

He quickly nudged Zeke to get him to stop before anyone noticed that he was the mastermind behind Valerie's current state. Danny did a quick scan of the room, making sure that no one noticed Zeke's acknowledgement of his plan. Everyone was still focused on Valerie which was a relief until he noticed that the victim in question was staring directly at him. The big warm smile from earlier was gone and replaced by a cold look of pure rage on Valerie's face. Danny instantly knew she'd caught Zeke's outburst. The stare she was giving Danny was one reserved only for those who truly wronged her. Valerie's gaze was burning through Danny with such intensity that it made him uncomfortable. She denied the professor's hand and stood up on her own before approaching him. Danny's heart felt like a boulder in his chest. Every beat was borderline painful as she continued to walk towards him until she stood directly in front of him.

"Danny, right?"

"Y-Yeah."

"Can you pass the box of tissues?"

"Uhh....Uhh s-sure."

Danny passed her the box of tissues and could see her scathing anger through the false mask of calmness she currently had on. Valerie took her time to wipe off the paint and confetti from her face, taking her eyes off Danny only when she was wiping them clean. Her carefully put and perfect looking makeup was now reduced to black smears on her face which made her look even more terrifying. She reached forward to take another tissue from the box but this time leaned a bit closer to Danny to say something only he could hear.

"I swear I'll get you back for this and make you regret ever messing with me."

He swallowed hard while maintaining eye contact knowing that a threat like that would normally be something to scoff at but not with Valerie. Danny knew without a doubt she meant every word and fully intended to carry out her revenge. She finished taking the tissues from the box and left the classroom with the professor close behind her, telling everyone that class was canceled today.

Everyone began to file out of the classroom with Zeke walking a little too close for Danny's comfort.

"Danny you're the man. I know Chad is gonna love this so....."

"Shut the fuck up, Zeke! I....I gotta go!"

He quickly left the building and began making his way back to the frat house. On his way there he walked past the dorm buildings and saw Valerie walking to her building still covered in paint. She had taken her hoodie off and was looking at its ruined state with teary eyes. As if she felt his presence Valerie turned her head in Danny's direction and he could see her anger resurfacing as she bawled her fist. The two made eye contact and the death stare she gave Danny sent a chill up spine. It felt worse than the one he got when he first tried playing football and had a 200 pound lineman running at him.

The stare lasted no more than 5 seconds before Valerie broke it and walked into her dorm building. Danny did his best to not show fear but quickly found himself jogging, borderline running to the frat house. Once there he went straight to his room, shut the door, and laid on his bed staring at the ceiling. He began to weigh the risk vs rewards of his next move to see whether or not it was worth potentially worsening Valerie's wrath.

'Okay, let's..let's think about this. That woman could easily fuck me up if she wanted to and she made it abundantly clear that I was going to pay for humiliating her. So if I send the footage to the chat, sure I'll win the contest but Valerie will 100% get even angrier with me if I do because it'll only be a matter of time before it leaks. The money or Valerie killing me. She looked like she worked out too...so I know it'll hurt if she beats me up. UGH, FUCK IT!!. It's just a prank. She'll get over it. I've come too far to quit now."

Danny mustered up the courage and sent the video into the group chat. Within no more than a minute the chat was filled with laughing emojis and likes. Everyone was loving the prank and Danny's hopes began to rise as more people liked it but it wasn't until Chad liked the video did he know for certain that he'd won.

He jumped out of bed and ran into the kitchen to get a drink. He poured himself a shot of his favorite tequila, downing it quickly before pouring himself another. He'd won and in his mind nothing else mattered, not even Valerie. Zeke walked into the kitchen seeing Danny down his third shot in less than 2 minutes. He fist bumped Danny before going upstairs to his room. Danny took the bottle to his room and began blasting music as he started to chug straight from the bottle.

The last thing he remembered before passing out was looking at his phone seeing the announcement from Chad that he'd officially won. This was it, the beginning of his grand plan to leave a legacy big enough to garner the respect from his family.

- Chapter 2: The Cost of Legacy

It had been two weeks since the prank and his victory in the contest. Danny already submitted the money to the college president and was given official documents which proved his donation to the school had gone through. The new dorm room would be called Strong Hall just as he wanted.

He brought home the news later that weekend and the reaction was everything he could have dreamed of. His brothers stopped their usual teasing and gave him a supportive pat on the back but it was his fathers reaction that really got to him. He invited Danny into his private study and the moment the door was closed he found himself wrapped in his fathers embrace.

"I'm proud of you Danny. For a while I thought you were the weak link, the odd one out in the family but I was wrong. You've cemented our family in the history of that college for generations. You did it son and....and you did it your own way."

Danny was never one for water works but after finally getting the support from his brothers and the acknowledgement from his father he couldn't help but begin to tear up. Both him and his father continued to talk for a while until his mother came into the room. His dad gave him one last pat on the back before giving Danny his alone time with his mom. Unlike his dad who sat on the opposite side of his desk when they were talking as a symbol of power, his mom sat right beside him showing that she was more of a friend. He expected more praise to come his way and it did but there was something bothering him. As he looked at his mother's face he saw a bit of sadness behind her eyes.

"Mom, what's wrong? You look like you're...disappointed."

"No, no. I'm happy for you Danny. I really am. It's just that.....I'd hoped you wouldn't fall for the Strong family curse like your father and your brothers."

"Curse? What are you talking about?"

"Honey....This stupid obsession about legacy started before you were born with your grandfather. In his eyes if you weren't trying to uplift the family name to new heights then you were, as he would say "A waste of Strong family genes!". It's what drove your father to be so fixated on it as he is now and he passed that mentality down to your brothers. I hoped you would be different but it looks like he got you too."

"So what...I supposed to just let dad keep looking at me like I'm some kind of disappointment."

"Your father looks at you that way because of that fixation with legacy that he has but that doesn't mean he doesn't love you."

"Well he's got a funny way of showing it. He looks at me like "How could that girly looking boy be my son?". Not only do I look like a girl but I was cursed with an ass reserved only for brazilian models."

"Cursed? Honey, you were blessed. You got a booty that even me and the ladies on my side of the family are jealous of. Besides I know one or two....special....ladies that would scoop up a cutie like you in a heartbeat."

"Ha, yeah right. I tried asking out a bunch of girls on campus and not one said yes. None of them like a girly looking guy like me."

"That's why you need a special woman. There's not a lot of them but I think they're exactly the kind of woman you need. I was good friends with one back when I was in college. Her name was Ashely. She....Oooh she was something. She really...pushed my limits...even when I couldn't take anymore."