The Embarrassing Initiation

The Embarrassing Initiation

Prologue

"I'm so excited for you!" squealed Chrissy, wrapping her arms around Emily's slender neck. "I know practices don't start 'til next week, but I feel like your college track career really begins tomorrow!"

Chrissy's joy for her friend was contagious, and for the first time all day, Emily felt eager, rather than wary of meeting her new teammates.

Having Chrissy there for support made all the difference. They had first gotten to know each other as rivals running for opposing high schools in the same conference. Though Chrissy was two years Emily's senior, Emily had quickly gained the edge in their rivalry. Though it must have been humbling to see her senior year marred by defeats at the hands of a sophomore, Chrissy seemed to have let go of any lingering grudges. When Emily chose to become one of three incoming freshmen on the Hofert State University women's track team, Chrissy had struck up a big sis/little sis relationship with her new teammate.

"What's so big about tomorrow?" asked Emily. "It's just sort of a get-together, isn't it? And I've already met a bunch of the girls around campus."

"It's your big official intro!" Chrissy gave her friend a playful smack on the butt. "And there may be certain things... asked of you," Chrissy's mischievous grin had Emily nervous all over again, "so just go along with it and be a good sport. Then they'll all love you."

"What do you mean, like some kind of initiation?"

Chrissy smiled and nodded.

"What do I have to do?"

"I honestly don't know. The seniors make them up for the freshmen every year."

"Did you have to do one?"

"Boy, did I!" Chrissy laughed. "Can't tell you what it was, though. Anne made me promise."

Oh God, thought Emily, if Anne was in charge of these initiations, this was not going to be easy. From what she'd observed so far, the team captain inspired a fierce loyalty in some of the veteran girls, but clearly disdained Emily and the other freshmen.

"Don't worry," Chrissy stroked the younger girl's hair, "They will definitely try to embarrass you, but nobody really gets hurt, and later we can all laugh about it. Besides, if Anne has anything really nasty planned, you know she'll save it for Jennifer. You and Kimberly are safe."

"Speaking of Kimberly, she should be back from class in a few. Sure you don't want to shop with us?"

"Love to, but I really need to hit the library," said Chrissy, moving to the door. "Besides," she added slyly, "I think I'll see plenty of you two tomorrow."

Chapter 1: Welcome Freshmen

"Should we ring the bell?" asked Kimberly. "We're a few minutes early."

Emily glanced at her phone. Kimberly was right, it was 5:55 in the afternoon.

They could hear raucous - likely drunken - laughter and yelling from the girls inside. In fact, it sounded like every house on the block was having a party. This street was definitely all student housing. This particular house was shared by three of the senior girls on the squad, including team captain Anne. It was only four blocks from the dorm that housed Emily and Kimberly, so they had chosen to walk rather than take Emily's car.

It was a nice, sunny day, so they dressed for the weather. Emily in her short shorts (she was proud of her runner's legs), and Kimberly in her flimsy summer dress had drawn the attention of every guy they had walked past on the way over - and there had been crowds of partying students in several of the front yards. That kind of attention had always unnerved Emily in high school. It still sometimes seemed crazy that boys (and even much older men) would see her as an object of desire, but as an adult woman away from home, she was allowing herself to revel in it a bit. Even Travis - the cute, brainy, but odd boy in the dorm across from theirs - couldn't help but gawk when he had bumped into them leaving the building. He had blushed so when he realized Emily had caught him staring. That was kind of cute, she thought.

"Go ahead," Emily urged her friend. Obliging, Kimberly rang the bell. A thunderous cheer rose from within.

After a few seconds, one of the senior girls opened the door. Emily had not met this one yet, but had spent enough time visiting the team's popular unofficial website that she could recognize most of the girls. This one's name was Olivia, she thought.

"It's both of them," called Olivia, to more cheers.

"Send them up to wait with the other one," instructed a pretty blonde with cold eyes, as she walked towards the girls. This was Anne.

"We've still got some setting up to do before your big introduction," Anne smiled, addressing the two freshman coeds. "Head upstairs and wait in the first room on the left. We'll come get you."

As they approached the staircase, they came into view of the twenty or so girls gathered in the big living room. The horde sent up another thunderous cheer as their new teammates passed by. A large banner bearing the words, "Welcome Freshmen" adorned the back wall of the room, and the empty liquor bottles suggested that the veterans had begun their festivities some time ago. Was their applause genuine and welcoming? Or was it meant to mock? Emily couldn't be sure. She was sure of one girl, though. Her friend Chrissy gave her an encouraging smile and a big thumbs-up as she climbed the stairs.

They entered the upstairs bedroom to find the other new addition to the team. Jennifer Brooks was a phenom. Emily and Kimberly were damn good runners; they were both blessed with unusual gifts, and trained hard to nurture those blessings. But Jennifer was in another class. You could use her name and "Olympics" in the same sentence with a straight face, and she was probably the most ballyhooed recruit in the history of the school - in any sport.

It seemed to Emily that Jennifer's immense talent - and perhaps her beautiful blonde locks and knockout looks - had made her a bit of a snob. Of course, she allowed that her own envy may have played a part in that assessment. Still, Jennifer lived in their residence hall, she knew that Emily and Kimberly worked out together regularly at the track and in the gym, and she never showed an interest in joining them, opting to train in solitude instead.

"Hey guys!" exclaimed Jennifer, sounding unusually happy to see them.

"Hey Jennifer," Kimberly responded with a smile, "You been here long?"

"Few minutes. You guys know what we're in for today?"

"Well, I know it's some kind of initiation," volunteered Emily, "something Anne and the senior girls cooked up". She grimaced at the thought.

"Anne? Then I'm dead," mourned Jennifer. Emily actually felt bad for the girl and wanted to reassure her, but she didn't want to lie to her. From what she'd been told, Anne really did have it in for Jennifer, whose two best events had previously been considered Anne's exclusive domain.

The door flew open without warning. Olivia entered, along with another senior who Emily knew to be named Rachel. Rachel had a large, expensive looking camera.

"Picture together before we take you down," ordered Olivia. "Stand next to each other and smile like you're three precious little BFFs. You're about to go through a lot together."

The three freshmen struck a pose and smiled their prettiest smiles. Rachel snapped the pic.

"Are you ready to be welcomed by your new teammates?" asked Olivia. Kimberly nervously stammered out an "uh-huh". The other two only managed to nod.

"All right then, it's time." Olivia broke into a wide grin.

"Strip."

Chapter 2: New Teammates

Emily was not caught completely off guard by the command. Going by Chrissy's hints yesterday, she assumed that they might have to spend a part of the initiation in their underwear. But she was a bit surprised that this was the first command they got.

The three girls looked at one another, each hoping one of the others would act first.

"You heard her," Rachel spoke. "Down with your clothes. We need to get a good look at what we're getting here. Now!"

Kimberly glanced at her friend Emily, then shrugged and began to untie the strings holding up her dress. Within a few moments, the garment was pooled around her feet. Kimberly had the curviest body of the three girls, with a thin waist that led to an impossibly round rear. Those powerful glutes served Kimberly well in getting off to an explosive start in the sprint events which were her specialty.

Emily didn't want to be left behind, so she quickly lifted her shirt up over her head. She thanked God and Chrissy's hints that she and Kimberly had made that stop at Victoria's Secret while shopping this morning. If she was going to be paraded around in her underwear, she at least wanted the underwear to be cute and stylish.

She stole a glance at Jennifer, who had turned to face the corner to undress. At least I'm not the only one feeling uncomfortable, thought Emily, as she unzipped her shorts and let them slide down her long legs. All three girls had now stripped down to their underwear and were waiting for the next command. They were shocked by what they heard next.

"Did I tell you to stop?" Olivia asked with a serious face.

Now this did catch Emily totally unprepared. She blushed as she realized that the today's stop at Victoria's Secret had just been rendered completely irrelevant. It will not be underwear that they will be wearing for this initiation, it will be their birthday suits!

The girls hesitated for a moment, drawing Olivia's ire. "If you're going to have to think about it every time you're given an order, we can make this much worse for you. In fact, the next one who thinks she's too good to immediately follow a command can plan on getting a punishment." She pulled a set of small paper cards from her pocket. "We have a bunch of punishments prepared if any one of you plans on being a smartass. Now strip!"

Kimberly was again the first to proceed. She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. Without stalling she pulled it off and revealed her large breasts. They stood up perky and proud despite their apparent heaviness, and carried nipples proportionate to their size. She looks great, Emily thought.

Emboldened by the sight of her bestie topless, Emily took a deep breath and started to undo her own bra. She had to keep telling herself that it was no big deal, that she'd be sharing a locker room with these girls, that they would shower together and see each other naked anyway.

Emily finally managed to unclasp her bra, and her C-cup boobs jumped out. They were a bit smaller than Kimberly's, but her nipples were a bit bigger.

Oh man, I can't believe it, I am topless!, Emily was feeling nervousness in her stomach.

Despite the nervousness, Emily didn't want to hesitate for too long, not to anger Olivia again. She quickly continued, dropping her panties to her ankles and stepping out of them. Her dark pubic hair was in sharp contrast with her white skin. She trimmed her bush every now and then to keep it neat and tidy, but had never waxed. It was a while since she had last trimmed, and she cursed herself for that.

Emily looked to her left to see Kimberly standing straight, totally nude, seemingly completely unembarrassed by her nudity. Emily quickly scanned Kimberly's body. Damn, she looks good naked, Emily thought. Kimberly was completely bare down there, and Emily suddenly felt a bit self-conscious about her hairy nether regions, and blushed again.

She looked at Jennifer who was also fully naked, but was covering her breasts with one arm, and her snatch with the other. Her face was as red as a tomato. She looks even more embarrassed than me, Emily thought to herself.

"Hands to your sides, girls!" Olivia commanded.

Jennifer slowly dropped her hands. Her breasts were a bit on the smaller side, maybe B-cups, with small nipples. She is definitely the slimmest and the least curvy of us, Emily thought. And she is indeed a natural blonde, Emily grinned to herself as she got a good look at the blonde bush between Jennifer's legs. At least I am not the hairiest one down there, Emily felt a bit less self-conscious.

Looking again at Kimberly's body, and thinking again about how exposed she herself was, a thought occurred to Emily. What if all the boys who had gawked and stared at the two of them earlier on the way here could see them now? If they drew all that attention and all those comments - mostly just compliments, but a couple of crude propositions as well - while clothed, imagine the reaction they'd get in their birthday suits. Imagine how surprised the boys in their dorm would be - imagine Travis! - if the girls just walked around undressed like this. The thought was terrible, horrifying even, but she couldn't help but smile at the thought.

"Something funny, freshman?" demanded Olivia, as Emily's thoughts returned to the here and now. She meekly shook her head no.

"One more picture before we start. Same pose as before," Rachel with the camera still in her hand gestured to the three to stand and pose together.

Great, thought Emily, now there'll be pictures of me in the nude. Who knew where they could end up or who'd get to see them?

The girls hesitated for a moment, drawing Olivia's wrath again. "This is your last warning! If you get a command, you do it without thinking! Now strike the pose!"

The freshmen fell back into their earlier pose, though the smiles were definitely more forced this time. Standing there side by side, skin against skin, Emily really did feel a connection between the three of them. Even if she and Kimberly hadn't been close with Jennifer, they were all in this together now. The camera flashed, immortalizing the beginning of the initiation.

Rachel and Olivia prodded the girls out the door and down the stairs. A makeshift stage area had been established in front of the "Welcome Freshmen" banner in the living room. As the freshmen girls entered, the crowd of the older girls erupted in thunderous cheers and enthusiastic whooping. The three freshmen were herded onto the stage to stand naked before the cheerful audience of their teammates.

Emily noticed several of the girls were sneakily taking pictures with their phones. There goes modesty, thought Emily. She could easily see how it would happen; one girl leaves her phone lying around for her boyfriend or another male to pick up, he sends the pics to himself, then shares with his buddies. Pretty soon guys she knows from class, guys she sees around campus, guys from her dorm - they all know what she looks like with her clothes off.

As Emily made her way to center stage, Chrissy approached her with a wink and a smile. "You're gonna do great!" she whispered to her, then added "Cute butt!" and smacked her behind.

Facing the throng of veteran girls, it dawned on Emily how empty her earlier locker room rationalization was. Incidental exposure changing clothes and showering with teammates was one thing. Being presented naked for the entertainment of a fully clothed audience was an entirely different animal.

The team grew silent as Anne addressed them. "Ladies," she began, "I present to you the three newest HSU Lady Hawks!" More whooping and hollering. "But let's let them introduce themselves. Emily, step forward and tell us a bit about yourself."

Emily wasn't sure exactly what they wanted. Timidly, she stepped forward and began. "I'm Emily Green. I'm originally from Wisconsin, but I went to high school in North Carolina. I've been running since I was little. Umm... last year I took 2nd in State in the 200." She hoped that'd be enough. She waited for what seemed forever for someone to prompt her to step back or to say something else. She saw Rachel snapping another photo of her with the big camera. Finally, Chrissy let out a loud "Whooooo!" and started clapping. The room joined in the applause. Emily was glad to be off the hook.

As she stepped back towards the other two, she was stopped by Anne, who handed her a shot glass. She looked at it for a second. It was a bit bigger than a regular shot glass and almost completely full. She then remembered the consequences for not immediately following orders. She threw the shot back, almost gagging on it. Not being a big drinker, she didn't know what exactly it was, but it burned. The veteran girls cheered as she handed the empty glass back to Anne.

Kimberly was next, giving a similarly succinct biography. When given the shot, she played to the crowd, shooting the drink with gusto, then holding up a finger as if to ask for one more. Anne obliged her. She did the second shot to raucous applause, then struck a double bicep pose, that was dutifully captured by Rachel's camera. She returned to her spot, and was beaming as she stood next to Emily, who felt surprised but envious. How can she be so comfortable prancing around without her clothes? It was a side of her friend that Emily hadn't seen before.

Jennifer was last, and foolishly provided a detailed rundown of her extensive track accomplishments. Emily once again felt bad for her. You're digging your grave, she thought. When Jennifer described her accomplishments in the 400 and the 800 - Anne's best events - the captain's jaw clenched like a vice. To make it worse, Jennifer had trouble with the shot and started to cough, drawing taunts from some in the audience. Rachel made sure to capture the coughing of the inexperienced naked freshman with her camera.

Anne retook center stage. "Now for the good parts!" she announced. "As you know, every freshman is required to perform a task to prove worthiness. The seniors here have worked hard organizing these tasks and today's initiation, so please give a hand to Olivia, Rachel, Megan, and Taylor!"

The room applauded. "And to our fearless leader Anne!" added Olivia, to more applause.

A lean, well-muscled senior girl named Megan disappeared into the kitchen, returning quickly with several large posterboard signs.

"The ladies I just mentioned know what's written on these boards," Anne continued, "But for the rest of you, here's the grand unveiling. The tasks are written on these signs. You three pay close attention. Today you will be competing for which task you get."

That drew more applause.

Megan gave one sign to Olivia, and one to Rachel. On three, they held the signs aloft. The first read "Meet and Greet". The second, "Model Citizen". The third was "Butt of the Joke". That sounded like the clear-cut one to avoid.

"The titles are quite self-explanatory. The good news is, you get to choose your task," Anne told the freshmen. "But it's first-come, first-serve. We're about to determine the order of the choosing by testing you mentally and physically. First, the mental part. You will be asked a series of questions about Hofert State University and about the Lady Hawks track program. How well do you know this program? How serious are you about being a part of its grand history?"

"Emily, the first question is for you." It was Olivia speaking.

Emily stepped forward to hear the question.

"What is HSU's mascot?" Olivia asked.

Emily wasn't sure she heard right. That was too easy. It had even been mentioned moments earlier. "Hawk?" she put forth.

"Correct!" announced Olivia.

Rachel had the next question, which was for Kimberly. "What are our team colors?" It was another simple one, as Kimberly correctly answered red and black.

Anne stared Jennifer down before smiling sweetly and asking her question. "What was the winning distance in the long jump in the 1974 Conference Championship?"

Of course Jennifer had no idea, and was booed roundly for not knowing.

It went on like this, with most of the difficult questions going to Jennifer. Emily noticed Rachel dutifully snapping photos as the freshmen answered the questions. After four rounds of questioning, Kimberly had four right, Emily had three, and Jennifer had zero. It was quite obvious that Anne had rigged this part against Jennifer. She must have prepared the "Butt of the Joke" task just for her.