Sticky Sorority: A Tale of Revenge

"What do we do?"

"I don't know! I think we need to get some help!"

They tried to shuffle their way out of the aisle. Meanwhile, their struggling was starting to attract a small crowd.

"Valentina? Quinn?" one of their friends from cheer squad asked. "What's going on? Are you okay?"

"WE'RE STUCK TOGETHER! We can't pull ourselves apart! Help us!"

"What did you DO?" asked another one of their friends, incredulously.

"We don't know! Just help us already!"

Despite several hysterical laughs from the five or so other girls present, their two friends from the cheer squad grabbed each of them by the hands and tried to pull them apart. After pulling for a minute or so, they gave up. It wasn't enough.

"For the love of god, quit standing around staring! Will you help us?" one of them chided.

The small crowd, all in varying states of undress, moved in. In a few seconds, they had grabbed the two buck naked girls by their hands and around their waists. On the count of three, they all pulled hard. For a few seconds, nothing happened.

"Ow ow OWWW!" Valentina screamed after a moment, and they all let up.

"Shit, did we hurt you?"

"Yeah, my wrist! You're about to dislocate it!"

After making sure she was okay, they adjusted their grips and tried again. It was an impressive sight: half a dozen athletic women, with all their strength combined, weren't strong enough to pull Quinn and Valentina's butts apart! Mia's wand of adhesion was frighteningly powerful!

For a moment, she thought about sticking more of them together. But most of these girls were innocent. She had no personal grief with them, so she put the thought aside. After watching them struggle for several more minutes, she decided they had suffered enough. She had gotten them far better than they had gotten her, which was all she really needed.

But that didn't mean it couldn't end with a finale. As one final gag, she waited until they were pulling at full strength once again, and pointed the wand at them.

"Unstick," she whispered.

All at once, Valentina and Quinn flew apart, taking their rescuers along with them, and hit the floor hard. Not one of them remained standing. One by one, they began to pick themselves up.

"Are you okay?" one of them asked quietly, breaking the silence.

"Yes," Quinn replied shortly, sounding more annoyed then grateful.

That was the last word that was spoken. Quinn and Valentina scampered back to their lockers and threw on their clothes, avoiding eye contact completely. Otherwise, the only sounds were a few muffled snickers from the dispersed crowd in their respective aisles.

It seemed their friends were going to remember this incident for a long time. Quinn and Valentina could be checked off Mia's list. She had gotten them good!

...

After returning home, Mia spent the afternoon in the sorority's library, pretending to study. She knew she needed to, but she just couldn't keep her mind on it. All she could think about was what her next prank would be.

Suddenly, there came a commotion from the back yard. She stood up and looked out the window to see what was going on. Next to the volley ball net behind the sorority house, Aurora and Madison seemed to have started another one of their cat fights. Mia cracked the window open to listen.

"Bitch! Derek is a tit man! That means he'd never choose you over me!" Aurora screamed at Madison.

"Oh, as if those silicone-filled basketballs of yours have anything on me! I'm all natural, and mine are still bigger than yours!"

"Bull shit you're natural!" Aurora shouted, and began to prod Madison's breasts hard with her fingers.

"Ow! Quit it! Leave my tits alone! You're not even worthy of them!"

Madison grabbed Aurora by her ponytail and tried to pull her away from her. When this failed to disengage her, she jabbed Aurora's breast as hard as she could.

"You're going to have to try harder than that to hurt these girls," Aurora said, arrogantly, despite a painful grimace, and jabbed her back.

Aurora jabbed a few more times, trying to force her to let go of her hair, but soon Madison was blocking her with her free hand. Instead, Aurora grabbed onto Madison tank top and twisted the fabric.

"Hey! You're going to rip it!" Madison screamed, and made a grab for Aurora's blouse with both hands.

They wrestled back and forth with each other over the sound of several good rips. In a few seconds, Madison's tank top ripped straight down the front, and one bare boob popped out.

"Oh, look what you did!" she screamed.

In one swift jerk, Madison ripped Aurora's shirt clean off of her, leaving her completely topless. Aurora shrieked in shock, then growled in anger again. She made a few grabs for the remains of Madison shirt, and eventually got a hold of it and tore it the rest of the way off in a single yank, and tossed the scraps aside.

Their fight came to a brief pause, as both topless women glared angrily at each other with scowls of pure rage! Aurora stood there in nothing more than a short black skirt and knee-high boots, while Madison was down to her skin-tight designer jeans. Mia had to admit their breasts were quite impressive! Even unsupported, their massive globes retained their firm round shape. Each of them sported large nipples, surrounded by areolas as wide across as the palms of their hands. She wasn't too certain either of them was natural, but they were impressive!

As they glared at each other, they puffed out their chests and moved in trying to intimidate the other, but neither was ready to yield. They continued advancing on each other until their boobs met in the center. But instead of pulling back, each of them only continued to move inward. They were stupidly serious about this contest.

"You'd best back up before my firm tits crush yours!" Aurora growled.

"Bitch! Nobody's tits are firmer than mine. Mine will flatten yours like pancakes!"

Mia was hardly surprised that one of their catfights had finally devolved into a full-on tit fight. As they continued to squeezed together, trying to squish each other's breasts to the point of pain, Mia held up her wand. It was too obvious to pass up. Was she seriously this lucky to have been given two perfect opportunities on her first day with the wand? Or could this be more of her wish coming true?

"Tit to tit!" she commanded.

Neither of them seemed to notice anything out of the ordinary at first. They kept pushing into each other, amidst a chorus of angry insults and moans of pain. Finally, when Madison had had enough, she cursed at Aurora and shoved her away as hard as she could. Aurora stumbled back, but was stopped short as their breasts refused to come away from each other, and came rebounding back with an 'oof!"

"Hey! Bitch, get your tits off of mine!"

"Bitch, you get YOUR tits off of MINE!" Aurora retorted, and gave Madison a shove.

Madison flew back, but came rebounding back until the two big-titted girls smacked into each other again.

"What the hell did you do to your tits?"

"Nothing! What the hell did you do to yours, slut?"

Almost without breaking their stride, their contest had turned from pressing their tits into each other to trying to stretch them apart.

"I said get your tits off of mine before I rip them clean off your chest!"

"No way, my tits are way stronger than yours! Mine are going to rip YOURS off of YOUR chest!"

Still snarling and screaming, they leaned back and pushed off from each other's shoulders while their tit flesh stretched out between them like rubber. The fronts of their massive globes were hopelessly welded together. Every so often, their hands would slip due to the sweat they were working up, and the two of them could come flying back together, close enough to kiss.

Eventually, Aurora managed to work a knee up between them and rested it against Madison's sternum. As she pushed her away with all her strength, their boobs stretched even further. But still, their boobs refused to separate from each other. They tugged and tugged, while screaming, slapping, and clawing at each other.

By now, they had created such a racket that several people had come to look, including a growing crowd of onlookers from the street. Finally, Evelyn herself stormed out the back door to see what the matter was.

"Aurora! Madison! That's ENOUGH!" she screamed, authoritatively.

The two combatants suddenly froze, Madison still holding a fistful of Aurora's hair, and looked back at her. Evelyn wasted no time in marching over to them, as she had many times before, and tried to interpose herself between them. But this time, they wouldn't seem to come apart.

"Umm..." she muttered, confused. She tried a second, and then a third push, each with no more success.

"Well, great!" she scolded them, exasperated. "I guess you've finally squeezed so hard you've grown into each other. Seriously, how did you even... Never mind, I'm not even going to ask. What were you thinking anyway, ripping each other's tops off outside where people can see? Both of you are a disgrace to this sorority's image! I'd expect this kind of whorish display form Mia, but not you! Now get back inside and fix this... situation!"

She grabbed Aurora by the upper arm and led her forcefully back to the house, dragging Madison along by the tits. Much of the crowd remained for several minutes, talking confusedly with each other, trying to figure out exactly what they had just witnessed.

...

After a minute, Mia dared to emerge from the secluded library to find where Aurora and Madison had gone. She knew she'd have to separate them eventually, and she needed to figure out how she was going to do that.

It didn't take her long to find them. She could still hear their arguing from inside Aurora's room, behind a presumably locked door. By the sound of it, most of the physical fighting was finished, though they were by no means getting along just yet. Every now and then there came a slight 'oof' or 'ouch,' but that was the worst of it.

She wondered if her wand would work through a closed door. What if it didn't? She doubted they would emerge on their own accord anytime soon while they were still stuck tit to tit. Would she have to knock in order to unstick them? She was afraid of what might happen if they found out it was her that had done that to her.

But, then again, there was no hurry. They seemed to be doing fine as they were. Maybe they could keep on like that a little longer. It would be good for them. The hallway was rather quiet, so she found a chair to sit down on where she could listen to their progress. As she waited, the activity in the room would die down and pick up again as they transitioned from frustration to acceptance of their situation.

But did she actually have to separate them, she began to wonder? A part of her was very curious to see how it would play out if she never did. Would they be able to wrench themselves apart eventually? Or maybe the magic might wear off after a time. But if not, what then? Would they have to be taken into the hospital to be surgically separated? Or what if even that didn't work? Was it possible they could be forced to live out the rest of their lives stuck tit to tit? Whatever the case, she decided she didn't hate them that much just yet. No, she would free the eventually. The only thing she hadn't really decided was when. This was very amusing! She kind of liked them that way.

As she listened, she actually started to get a little horny. She wondered what it must be like to have someone else stuck to her in such an intimate way, especially with such large breasts involved. With images of their stretched-out tits fresh in her mind and a naughty grin on her face, she snuck back to her room to satisfy herself a little, not to mention enjoy the power of her magic wand on herself again.

But by the time she returned to the vicinity of Aurora's room, their anger had flared up again. There was angry cursing, which was well on the way to becoming screaming. She heard a couple cries of pain, indicating they were starting to fight again. This had to end soon. Figuring it was worth a try, she drew her wand and pointed it through the closed door.

"Unstick," she whispered.

Suddenly there came two crashes, like two bodies hitting the floor. There were a few groans, but the shouting had ended. Mia barely had time to hide her wand when Madison flung the door open and stormed out, her still naked tits bouncing with her angry footsteps. She looked like a wreck! Her hair was torn and messy, her upper body was covered with red scratches, and the front of her tits were adorned with red, painful-looking circles where her skin had been pulled and stretched to extremes.

"WHAT?" she demanded angrily as she stormed past Mia, but said nothing further.

...

Later that evening, Evelyn found Mia in the library, and she didn't look pleased. Mia had finally focused her mind on her studying, and had gotten a few pages done, but it looked like she was going to have to find her concentration all over again.

"I've been looking for you," she said, not even bothering to make eye contact.

"Oh? What do you..."

"There were a couple of incidents today," she began, not letting Mia finish her question. "With you written all over them. You want to tell me what you've been up to?"

Mia's heart skipped a beat, but she did her best to play dumb. "What sort of incidents? I heard Aurora and Madison fighting again over something."

"In the middle of their fight, their breasts somehow got glued together. You wouldn't happen to know anything about that, would you, glue girl?"

"What? No. I was up here when it happened. How am I going to booby-trap their, um... well, their boobs without them knowing about it?"

"I... I don't know. Whatever. But that wasn't the only thing I wanted to talk to you about. I'm having a date over tonight. We've been hitting it off for a couple weeks now, and I don't want you ruining it for me. I want you out of sight. Got it?"

"How am I going to ruin it? And this is my house, too. I promise I won't bother..."

"Oh, let's see... probably like the last time you started hitting on my date right in front of me!"

"Honest! I was just talking to him! He's the one who was leaning in close to me!"

"Yeah, and I'm sure that had nothing to do with the fact you were barely wearing a shirt."

"What? It was just a sleeveless tank top! It was hot! It's not even that revealing, not like I have much to show off, anyway."

"Bullshit! Like some perverted little glue freak wants to have an innocent conversation with a respectable guy. Look, when I bring him over, I want him seeing the best face of Gamma Lambda Upsilon. That means not you. Got it?"

There was a silence as Evelyn glared at her, arms crossed, awaiting her acknowledgement. Mia's hands were already starting to shake from anxiety.

"You're the Chapter President. If I'm really that bad for the sorority, why don't you just kick me out?" Mia shot back, defiantly.

As soon as the words were out of her mouth, Mia began to wish she hadn't said it. What if she took her up on that challenge?

"Disaffiliation is such a messy and arduous process. You're honestly not important enough to be worth that much of my time. It'd be so much easier for everyone involved if you just killed yourself."

Mia's hands were shaking so much now that she didn't think she could hide it much longer. She felt dizzy, like she was on the verge on an anxiety attack. Suddenly she knew that she simply couldn't be in that room anymore. Without another word, she got up and hurried away, not even bothering to pick up her books.

...

She slammed the door to her room, the only place she felt mildly safe anymore, and threw herself down on her bed. Her breathing was uncontrollable, short and shallow. She bit her bedsheets, trying her hardest not to scream. That hadn't been the first time Evelyn had suggested Mia should kill herself. Evelyn knew Mia had struggled with depression, and you NEVER tell a person with depression to kill themselves. NEVER! Didn't Evelyn know that? Words could hurt, but the thing that really terrified her was the fear that if Evelyn repeated it enough times, she might actually consider doing it.

"You're not worthless. You're not worthless," she repeated to herself, forcing herself to breathe. In moments like these, sometimes it helped to mouth the words she knew were true but needed to believe. "Evelyn didn't mean it. She didn't really mean it. It was a horrible thing to say, but it was just an insult. She didn't mean it for real."

Finally, she had regained control of her breathing. She took a couple of deep breaths and slowly stood up. Her body was still trembling a little, but the worst of it was past. With her thoughts finally clear again, Mia made a solemn promise to herself.

Evelyn would pay dearly.

...

Evelyn's date would probably show up in an hour or so, but for now Evelyn was involved in a weekly Chapter meeting. All members were encouraged to attend, but nobody would miss Mia if she didn't show up to yet another. She took the time to go snooping around Evelyn's room, which she had foolishly left unlocked.

...

Finally, Evelyn and her date entered her room, as Mia watched from her laptop. She had hidden a wireless webcam underneath a hat on her shelf, just peeking out under the curved brim.

She had decided against booby-trapping anything. She didn't know precisely what she wanted to do, but she wanted to leave nothing up to chance. She would wait for the perfect moment, and strike. She had already tested the video camera. Her wand could work from several rooms away, provided she had a way of knowing what was going on in the room. All she had to do was point it in the general direction.

Things started off slowly. As soon as the door was shut behind them, they sat down on her couch and talked for a little bit. Of what, she had no idea. Her camera didn't have audio.

"Booooring..." Mia yawned. "Come on, do something already."

After a few minutes, he went around her room, seeming to ask her about various memorabilia she had on display: team pennants, athletic trophies, and the like. Mia tensed as she realized the danger, but her date never showed much interest in her hat display. Her camera was safe. They droned on and on as her date never seemed to lose interest in talking.

"Kid, if you're hoping for her to make a move first, or even give an outward sign, you're dating the wrong girl."

When Mia was starting to lose hope that anything interesting would happen, her date finally pulled her in for a kiss. She decided not to spring her trap just yet. If a better opportunity didn't present itself tonight, she would wait for another night. And so, she waited patiently as they kissed and cuddled.

Finally, they began to loosen some of their clothing. She sat up straight again, trying to shake off the drowsiness. It was almost time! But instead of doing what she had expected, the two of them moved away from each other and she directed him to turn around. As he averted his eyes she stripped down to a set of fancy lingerie and brought a box out of her closet.

When she allowed him to turn around, they began going through the items in her box, which turned out to be an assortment of sex toys. Vibrators, nipple clamps, restraints: one by one she brought them out and awaited his reaction. The one that finally seemed to excite him the most was a gigantic rubber dildo, complete with balls at the base and veins running up the shaft. It had to be at least a foot long! Did she seriously plan to use that thing? Mia winced at the thought, doubting she would ever be able to fit something like that inside herself, let alone enjoy it.

But she didn't try to insert it, at least not yet. Instead, she knelt down on her bed and started posing suggestively with it while her date brought out his phone and began recording. They were making a porno! Even better. Let there be video footage to pass around of what was about to happen! Mia, of course, intended to keep nothing she recorded through the camera, since what she was doing was probably a crime.