GIRLIFIED: 15 BOOKS MEGA BUNDLE

by Nikki Crescent

  CHAPTER II

  When Louis arrived at the Kappa Delta Pi house, he had no idea what to expect—but he knew it was going to be hell. He’d already been dragged through hell and back, so he wasn’t sure how they could make it any worse. He was just happy that he was still in the running, even with all of his cuts and bruises. He hadn’t slept at all that night—as he lay in bed, he was certain he could still feel the bugs crawling on his body. And he still had that throbbing headache from that day of heavy drinking, which was almost forty-eight hours ago now.

  But he was determined to make it into the fraternity, no matter what they made him do. He needed that coveted title on his resume. His uncle once told him that many major companies will hire applicants just because of they had that Kappa Delta Pi line on their resumes.

  Louis was the first to arrive at the Kappa house—a large white mansion on the edge of the campus. The monogram Greek letters were massive and painted the same white as the rest of the house—which made the whole place look like some sort of Ancient Greek castle. The gardener was out on the front lawn, pruning the mighty green bushes that had probably been there for at least seventy years. He’d done a fantastic job of cleaning up the giant mess made the day before: buckets of bugs and snakes and spiders being poured and thrown all over the place—not to mention all of the beer cans of the people who came to watch the humiliation unfold. Now, Louis wasn’t even sure if any of it had actually happened or not.

  Roger, one of the senior frat members, stepped out from the house. He wasn’t wearing his shirt, even though it wasn’t terribly warm out—but he liked to show off his gym-toned muscles. He made a big stretch with both of his arms, as if he’d just gotten out of bed, and then he let out a long, satisfied sigh. He looked around with a big smile and then his gaze landed on Louis. “Good morning, pledge,” he said with that big grin. “Ready for another day of fun?”

  Louis did his best not to squirm. He did his best to remain upright with good posture. He even did his best to keep his chest puffed out. He knew that he had to make the Kappa members like him. He could ace all of the challenges they threw at him, but at the end of the day, if they didn’t like him, he wouldn’t make the cut. The initiation was more of a traditional formality, and a way to wean out the people who weren’t serious about making it into the fraternity. “I can’t wait,” Louis said, forcing his more genuine smile.

  “Good. It’s going to be a good one. We’ve been up all night getting ready for it.” He looked at Louis with a big grin. That grin terrified Louis, making his bones feel cold. There was more to that grin than just, ‘I can’t wait to torture you.’ That grin seemed to suggest that Roger knew all of Louis’s deepest, darkest secrets. Louis tried to swallow the lump in his throat without faltering.

  More pledges showed up. They all got into a line on the front lawn, as they did every afternoon before the insanity started. Louis looked around, trying to see if Jacob was in the line. He wasn’t—not yet. He was late—always late. Louis tried not to let the thought of Jacob’s lateness get to him, but it was difficult. It wasn’t fair. Jacob only tried out as a joke and now he was one of the final twenty contenders. He was always showing up late and he made no effort to memorize the Kappa slogans or the history of the fraternity. Why were they not throwing him out? Everyone else in that line could shout the fraternity’s inception date on command. Jacob probably didn’t even know the inception decade—hell, he probably didn’t even know the correct century.

  Louis looked at his watch. It was 1:00 PM—start time. But Jacob still wasn’t there. He found himself grinning, hoping three lates in a row would mean certain expulsion, meaning he would only have eighteen men as competition instead of nineteen. “Who are we missing?” Roger asked, looking up and down the line. Louis wanted to shout out Jacob’s name, but he didn’t want to seem like some desperate snitch. He kept his mouth shut.

  “Sorry I’m late,” Jacob’s voice said. He dropped his bag on the sidewalk and walked up to the line. Louis carefully checked his watch again. Now it was 1:08 PM—eight minutes late. It was more than enough to end Jacob’s pledge status—but once again, the Kappa guys let it slide.

  “No worries. Let’s get started. We have a special guest with us today,” Roger said, stepping aside from the large white doorway. A short Asian man stepped out. He looked tired, with bags under his eyes. He raised a hand as a small wave. “This is Randy,” Roger said. “He is one of the heads of the computer science department. He knows computers better than anyone on this campus. And he’s also part of the ethical hacking club—though I suppose what we had him do last night wouldn’t exactly qualify for ‘ethical’ hacking.”

  Roger’s grin grew larger. He scanned the faces of the pledges. A small crowd was already starting to form on the sidewalk: students curious to see who would be advancing to the next day. They all had their favourites, as if the pledges were baseball teams. Louis took a deep breath and tried to remain focussed. His head was still throbbing, even though he drank twenty glasses of water the day before. He had a feeling he was going to be stuck with this hangover for the next week, at least.

  “Randy hacked all of you—but don’t you think about suing him. You all gave him your consent when you signed that permission form on Day One. You all read that fifteen page legal document, right?” He laughed. “So now, we know all of your dirtiest secrets.”

  Louis’s gut turned. He was tempted to look away when Roger’s gaze fell on him—but somehow he managed to continued looking at Roger, and somehow he managed not to stumble.

  “You’re probably wondering what that means. Well, it’s quite simple. We read your e-mails and your Facebook chat histories. We looked through your browser history. We even looked through your private browsing history—apparently you can do that—who even knew? We got so much dirt on all of you. Hell, we even found some things that we considered taking to the police. There are some serious creeps in this line-up today.” His gaze fell back on Louis. This time Louis darted his eyes away—he couldn’t help it. A ringing started tormenting Louis’s ears. He strained to continue listening, but the stress from the week was starting to get to him.

  “That’s not legal!” one of the pledges shouted. Everyone looked over at him as he stepped back. “Even if we signed a consent form—you don’t have the right to look through people’s private lives like that! My dad’s a lawyer and I’m going to get him to sue your ass!” His face was red and there was a vein pulsing on his forehead, which Louis could see from halfway across the large property.

  “Tell your dad and we’ll tell everyone here what kind of sites you like to visit on your Tor browser,” Roger said, still with that big, calm grin.

  The angry pledge suddenly became silent. His face became white as his lips slowly parted. His jaw trembled, but no words came out from his mouth.

  “You’re out. Run along now,” Roger said, waving his hand.

  He stumbled back and then he started running away, as if a motorcycle gang was chasing him. He never came back. Now there were only nineteen pledges remaining—four more to be eliminated today. Louis wasn’t going to be one of them, even though he was absolutely terrified of what Roger and the other Kappa members knew about him.

  “You all will be receiving your daily duties in private today,” Roger said. “We’ll call you in one at a time, and you have until tonight at midnight to complete your tasks. Understood?”

  Everyone nodded. Louis felt like he could hear everyone’s collective hearts pounding against their collective ribcages.

  “Good. Terrance, we’ll start with you. Come on in. Everyone else, just keep standing in line.” Terrance was slow to go inside. His hands were trembling. He put them behind his back, hiding them from Roger, but not from the eighteen pledges standing in a line on that beautiful green lawn. Ten minutes passed before Terrance emerged from the frat house, his face pale. He ran off down the street to carry out his task. Someone in the sidewalk audience shouted, “What are they making you
do?” But Terrance didn’t answer. He just kept running, as if he needed every second if he was going to complete his task on time.

  CHAPTER III

  When Jacob looked down that line of anxious pledges, he was surprised. They all looked terrified. Their faces were white and their gazes were inward. One guy’s jaw was literally trembling, and another guy was literally dripping beads of sweat. What were they afraid of? Did they really have secrets that were so terrible?

  Jacob didn’t feel worried at all. He tried to think of the worst thing he’d ever done. He snuck into the girl’s bathroom in high school and got suspended, but everyone already knew that. He had a thing for lesbian porn, but he didn’t really care if anyone knew it. It’s not like he was watching scat porn, or snuff films. And is that what these other guys were watching behind closed doors? Is that why they were so frightened?

  And why was Louis so scared? What had he ever done that he was afraid of people knowing? Jacob shrugged his shoulders and looked away from his fellow pledges. He didn’t want to know what they’d been up to. Jacob liked to think that he still had most of his innocence intact, and he wanted to keep it that way.

  He was called in fourth, after three terrified pledges. When he walked inside, all of the Kappa seniors were sitting on one side of a long table, as if they were recreating The Last Supper. They all looked at Jacob with big grins. Jacob looked around at the pictures on the walls. Most of the pictures were of guys dressed in football gear. Under each picture was a plaque with the athlete’s name. There were a few basketball players mixed into the collection, but it was a picture of a black guy with a big afro holding a table tennis paddle that caught Jacob’s attention. He looked extremely serious in the picture, which made Jacob chuckle. The plaque read ‘Jerold Jones, 1981’.

  There was an empty, seat, which Jacob figured was for him. He took it. “You need to ask permission to sit,” one of the seniors said.

  “Oh sorry,” Jacob said without getting up. “Mind if I sit?”

  One of the seniors laughed. The others all looked at one another as if they weren’t sure what to make of Jacob—a guy who had made the top twenty without giving a damn.

  “Our team spent almost three hours just on you last night, trying to find dirt on you,” Roger said. “Your passwords apparently were easy to crack, but there wasn’t much to find.”

  “You’re either very good at hiding your tracks with VPNs and encryption, or you’ve got a squeaky clean record,” Randy said. He still looked exhausted, still waiting to be released for a nap.

  “The latter,” Jacob said. “I don’t know piss about computers. I don’t even know what a VPN is.”

  The guys all looked at one another again. “Well, we did discover one interesting fact about you. You’ve got a stepsister.”

  “Is that interesting?” Jacob asked.

  “You don’t just have a stepsister, you’ve got a 10/10 bombshell of a stepsister. In fact, we all agreed that she is so hot, we ended up spending another few hours last night trying to find sexy pictures of her,” said Roger.

  “She definitely has sexy pictures—she sent one via SnapChat to a guy last week—we managed to hack his account,” Randy said. “But we weren’t able to hack your sister’s phone to see more for ourselves. Apple’s encryption is too strong, and your sister uses a thumb-print password—so it’s nearly impossible for us to hack her phone remotely.”

  “I don’t really know what any of that means.”

  “It means,” Roger said. “Your task for the day is to get onto your sister’s phone and get us her raciest photos—for our enjoyment only, of course. The photos won’t leave these holy walls. In fact, we will probably delete them as soon as we see them, just to be extra safe.”

  “You want me to steal my stepsister’s phone?” Jacob asked.

  “No. Just go onto your sister’s phone and send yourself her photos. And then you can send them to us.”

  “My stepsister lives in a different city.”

  “Your stepsister lives in Cassidy, with your parents. You’ve got ten hours, which should be plenty of time to get to her phone, no? Cassidy isn’t even a whole hour away, if I’m not mistaken.”

  Jacob felt a cool breeze tickle his spine. He looked at the Kappa seniors and thought they looked like a bunch of pathetic losers: all sitting there, acting like royalty, as if getting into some stupid fraternity actually meant something. “Yeah, I’m not doing that,” Jacob said.

  Jacob wasn’t necessarily morally opposed to the task. He wasn’t close to his stepsister, and he’d always been curious to see her naked. She had only moved in one year before Jacob moved out, a couple of years after Jacob’s biological parents split up. It even seemed weird to call her his stepsister, even though that’s what she always called herself. It was especially weird because he’d known her from high school before she moved in, so it was hard not to just see her as anything but a classmate.

  “If you don’t do it, you won’t make it into Kappa Delta Pi,” Roger said, raising an eyebrow.

  “Okay,” Jacob said, looking down the line of pathetic losers.

  “Well, you’ve got until midnight. The choice is yours. Now run along. Just know that this might be the last time you ever step foot in this frat house again.”

  Jacob shrugged his shoulders and then he turned to leave. He wasn’t interested in playing their stupid game. There was nothing in it for him. He knew that it wasn’t true what Louis was always saying: being in Kappa wouldn’t help getting a job after school. No business would be stupid enough to hire employees based on which fraternities they went to.

  So instead of heading to Cassidy, where his stepsister and parents lived, Jacob started towards his dorm. The crazy ride was over—he was no longer a pledge for Kappa Delta Pi.

  As he approached his building’s main entrance, two young women hopped up next to him. One was a brunette and one was a blonde. The brunette was stunning, with glowing eyes and adorable freckles. The blonde wasn’t bad either, but it was hard not to stare at the brunette. “Aren’t you trying out for Kappa?” the brunette asked.

  “Um, yeah,” Jacob said.

  “Oh my God, that’s so hot. You’re, like, one of the finalists, right? Like, you might actually make it into the frat?”

  Jacob shrugged his shoulders. “I guess so,” he said.

  “Do you want to fuck?” the blonde asked.

  Jacob’s heart skipped a beat. He’d already fucked a girl that morning, and now there were more girls throwing themselves at him? “Uh, what?” he said.

  “It would be fun—a little three-way. And then maybe you could take us to a Kappa party—I mean, like, if you get in, or whatever,” said the brunette.

  “You want to have a three-way with me so that I might take you to a party?”

  The girls both smiled and nodded. And Jacob didn’t pass up the opportunity. Of course he didn’t tell them that he was dropping out of the race. He took them up to his dorm room and then he got them undressed. He watched them kiss one another for a few minutes, and then he got to take turns kissing them. The brunette had the softer lips, but her tits were much smaller. So Jacob kissed the brunette while he fondled the blonde’s rack.

  The blonde took one of Jacob’s hands and brought it down between her legs. She pushed his hand down until he started rubbing her pussy. Then the brunette took his other hand and pressed it between her legs. She had a bit of pubic hair, which felt soft and nice against the palm of his hand. The brunette moaned—the gentle sound alone was enough to make Jacob rock hard.

  Both girls saw his erection and the immediately sunk to their knees. They started taking turns sucking him off. The brunette was timid with the cock, but the blonde had no problem plunging the whole thing down her throat. She gagged a bit but it didn’t stop her from sucking him off.

  Jacob waved the brunette over and then he motioned for her to sit on his face so he could eat her own. He gave her clit a few licks and then a wave of fluids splashed his f
ace. She perked up. “I’m so sorry. That’s never happened before. Well, it happened once when I was playing with a toy… No wait, it happened twice. But still, I’m so sorry.” Jacob didn’t mind. He thought it was hot. He started licking her clit again, hoping she would squirt some more warm fluid on his face.

  And then he felt the tight, wet pressure of a pussy sucking around his cock. He looked down to see the blonde mounting him, bareback. She sunk down low and then immediately started bouncing. Then the brunette sat down on his face again, so he continued to lick, blinded by her soft butt cheeks. And finally, she squirted again as she grinded her snatch against his lips.

  He grunted when he was about to come. He warned the girls once the pussy was off of his face. Then they both scrambled down so their faces were in place and ready for his cumshot. He tried sitting up, but the brunette was sitting on his chest now, bent over to try and get more of his hot load than her blonde friend. He clenched and squirmed and then he felt himself unloading. It wasn’t until a minute later that he saw the damage: the faces of both girls were coated with white goo. “That was fun!” the brunette said with a big smile as she licked the cum off of her lips. The blonde licked the rest of the cum off of the brunette’s face while Jacob watched with glowing eyes.

  And he realized that he had to be in Kappa Delta Pi. He still had four years left of college—and he couldn’t imagine letting those years slip by without this kind of sexual attention.

  He looked at his watch. It was already 6:00 PM. He’d been fucking the girls for nearly four hours. He sprung up and started getting dressed. He only had six hours to get to his stepsister so he could get her photos and send them off to Roger and the other seniors.

  CHAPTER IV

  Louis found himself sitting in his dorm room, staring blankly at the wall, wishing he had never signed up for the stupid fraternity. It wasn’t worth it. Even if he managed to make it past this round and the next four rounds after it, it still wouldn’t be worth it. The bugs were one thing, and the alcohol was one thing, but this newest task was a whole different thing entirely. Even if he didn’t go through with it, then he still had to live with the shame, knowing the most popular group of guys on campus knew his secret.