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Sorority Tutor by Linda_C
(Note: While I've been working on a longer story, which might never get
finished, I've decided to try something shorter, inspired by the works of
"A Happy Wife" and "Jennifer White". Well, I failed, and wrote another
long story instead. Oh well. Anyway, I adore their work, and hope this
homage is appreciated. If it comes out well, I'll try to write more! By
the way, this is forced feminization, done to a guy who doesn't want it
to happen to him by women who really enjoy it. It is a fantasy, not
reality. If this isn't what you like, then don't read it!!!)
Jake realized he probably pushed things too far. It seemed a perfect
situation. A junior in college, he was smart. Very smart. He never had
to study, which left him tons of time to pursue his geeky activities,
like reading, online games, and the like. He was on a full scholarship,
but like most college students, a little extra money was always needed.
That was where that Sorority house came into the picture. Delta Delta
Delta (the Tri-Delts as they called themselves) had put up a few signs
around campus saying they were looking for a tutor in a variety of
subjects, all of which were pretty basic and he knew well enough. He was
nice during the interview and they were pleased that they would just need
one person as a tutor.
Unfortunately, Jake's main problem was his personality, which is why he
liked online games. He was very condescending to those he thought dumb,
and had a very hard time hiding it. Online he could be a jerk and it
didn't matter all that much. With the sorority girls he tried to be
patient and nice, at first anyway, as the money was good. He was able to
help them, and he only put them down rarely, saying that what they did
was stupid, but again, only rarely.
And, in the beginning, he also adjusted his schedule to meet their needs.
The only rule he had to follow was that, since all fraternity and
sorority houses were owned by the university, no members of the opposite
gender were allowed over between 11 PM and 8 AM, with exceptions given
(until 2 AM) for sanctioned parties and celebrations. He helped the
girls out a few hours every two or three days, and everything was fine
for the first month or so. Even though some of the sorority sisters were
getting upset with his attitude, he really did know his subjects and how
to teach, so they let his behavior slide.
But then Jake really started acting like a jerk. He insisted they
conform to his schedule, not theirs. He'd show up late and insist on
getting paid in full. He felt that it only five or ten minutes late, but
they found his behavior to be very rude. And sometimes he'd leave early.
"I have a raid scheduled!" Some of the sisters knew about World of
Warcraft, but the ones who needed tutoring cared more about their studies
than a silly game. He was really taking advantage of them, but he didn't
care, as he knew that the girls needed him. He'd been tutoring long
enough to know that when he was helpful, he was very helpful, and a new
tutor would take a while to be as good. But the girls were still getting
more and more upset and resentful about his behavior.
And that was why he was sitting in the house lounge, talking to the Tri-
Delt President, Jill, and two other sisters, Stacy and Maria. The
sisters were upset with Jake's latest request. "Look," Jake said with
his oh-so-superior smile, "I know I'm worth 20% more pay. You need me, I
need the money, so it is all good." He couldn't help himself so he
added, "Do you need me to work out the math for you girls?" He had
brought this up to them a week ago, and they were shocked: he couldn't be
serious. Yet here he was, demanding that from now on he get paid 20%
more.
All the sisters rolled their eyes. Stacy gritted her teeth, as she hated
how he said "girls." All them could easily do the math, thank you very
much, and Jake knew that. She gritted her teeth and said, "You are
asking too much. We budgeted enough for ten hours a week, which you
agreed to, and we pay you fairly for that."
Jake replied, "Take it or leave it. You need me more than I need you."
He was bluffing, in a way. The money was good and he didn't want to lose
it, but he was certain they would give in. He loved the position of
power he was in! Never in his life did he think he'd hang out in a
sorority and interact with girls so much. Oh, not all of them were hot -
it wasn't like a television show - but some were, some really hot, and
even the plain ones were female. How great was that!
Stacy stood up and was about to start yelling at him when Jill, who Jake
thought was definitely a hottie, interrupted Stacy and said, "Let us
think on it, okay?" Jill looked past Jake over at Maria, who nodded
slightly, so Jill continued. "We'll let you know tomorrow. We are
scheduled for seven pm, so we'll let you know then."
He had them! Jake stood up and grinned. "Sure, tomorrow is fine. But
make it eight, as I have a raid at six. Oh, and to show me there are no
hard feelings, make sure I have a Starbuck's mocha waiting for me, okay?"
Without waiting for a reply, he grabbed his backpack and left.
The three women were stunned. Stacy sat back down. "That little shit! I
know he is a really good tutor, but seriously, we can't let him get away
with this!"
Jill sat down too. "Calm down. We knew a couple of weeks ago this might
happen. If we could easily find another tutor, we'd get one, but we all
know that he was the only one who responded, and we thought we were lucky
he did." She pushed her hair out of her eyes and turned to Maria. "Do
you and Lori have everything you need."
Maria nodded. "Yeah, I do. I'll talk to Lori after dinner and we'll get
everything together. Thanks for the heads up last week. We could never
get this ready in a day. But do you really think this will work?"
This got Stacy to smile. "I hope it does!"
"I think so," Jill thought it over some more, and said, "If he refuses to
cooperate, he'll get into a lot of trouble. And we won't be breaking any
rules or laws. I'm tired of the little scrawny prick acting like he's'
king of the world. The worst that happens to us is we don't have a tutor.
We'll survive."
They continued talking and planning, and when Lori and some of the other
sisters arrived, they talked and planned some more.
Jake realized he might have pushed them a little too far, but as he
walked back to his apartment, he didn't realize how right he was.
* * *
He was ten minutes late the next day, in addition to the hour. The raid
lasted longer than he expected, but that was Tri-Delta's problem, not
his. However, he was surprised to see that there was no coffee waiting
for him. He was really looking forward to that mocha. He was even more
surprised when Jill said, "No."
"No?" Jake, for all his book smarts, couldn't believe he miscalculated.
"You don't agree to pay me more?"
"That's right Jake, we aren't. In fact, not only are we going to keep
your rates the same, but you are going to show up on time from now on and
give us a full hour of tutoring for each hour we pay you."
Jake laughed out loud at that. "Oh really? I don't think so. You just
lost yourself a tutor." He got up. "Tell you what. Call me when you are
ready to apologize. I'll consider coming back, but only at a 25%
increase."
The four sisters just smiled. Lori was here this time, and as she was
pulling up a file on her laptop, Jill said, "You can go if you want. But
if you do, you can kiss your scholarship goodbye. That is the minimum: I
bet the University expels your sorry ass."
That shocked Jake. Not the threat, but her language. They always went out
of their way to be polite for fear of offending him. Now she actually
insulted him, and that stunned him a bit. He turned back, confused, and
said, "What are you talking about?"
"You jerk, always so self important, thinking you can do whatever you
want?" Stacy insisted she be the one to explain it to Jake. "Well, you
can't. Boys aren't allowed in any Sorority house after 11 PM, and we have
proof that you were!"
"What are you talking about?" Jake thought quickly, saying. "I've never
been here much past ten, and never near eleven!"
"That isn't what the video shows!" Stacy was triumphant as Lori started
the video on the private section of their YouTube account. As Jake
watched, it showed him walking past some of the clocks in the house, that
were clearly set for after midnight. In the street another video showed
him leaving the house at night, as one sister asked another what time it
was, with the other answering twelve-fifteen. He remembered that
happening and thought they were idiots at the time.
"That video is a fake!" Jake yelled. But he sat down again.
Jill smiled at him. "No, the video is real. Sure, we fixed the clocks,
but the video is unedited. Even the time stamp on the camera was
changed. Lori is really good." She showed him some papers. "We also
have some statements, from not only Tri-Delta sisters, but from girls
from other houses, who will swear up and down that they saw you here
after hours, and that you insisted on staying. It is your word against
dozens of us!"
Jake realized he had definitely pushed things too far.
* * *
Jake fumed about it all night long. He stormed out of the Sorority house
after Jill told him he had until Noon the next day to give them his final
decision. He couldn't even concentrate on his raid and he caused three
wipes before his guild booted him for the evening. He spent the rest of
the night reviewing the Universities rules of conduct, the stipulations
of his scholarship, and even googled previous times when students were
caught afterhours at greek-lettered houses. Regardless of gender, they
were expelled.
And that is why he was back at Tri-Delta the next day, tail between his
legs, before Noon, apologizing. The sisters accepted it, although Stacy
and some others wanted to punish him. Jill, ever the diplomat, held them
back, and he agreed to go back to his originally agreed upon rates and
hours, and promised to be on time.
His good behavior lasted about a week. He was annoyed that these girls
got the upper hand, and although he would keep to his agreement, he
stopped hiding his annoyance. He would show up late, but not every day.
He snapped at the girls when giving his lessons, and began calling them
stupid or idiots. When one of them, Shelly, left the room in tears, the
sisters had decided that enough was enough. They didn't want to lose him
as a tutor, so after much discussion, they agreed to let Stacy have her
way.
***
"You need a tutor now also?" Jake sneered at Stacy. She just smiled at
him.
"No, I'm good. In fact, I think it is time that you got tutored."
Jake couldn't help but laugh at that. "Oh, really?"
She motioned him over to her laptop and showed him an email Maria had
finished writing. It was from Jill to the University's president. Jake
saw it was their threat made real, with the video and pictures attached,
the signed statements, and an really valid explanation of why they waited
so long to come forward.
"Okay, okay!" Jake backpedaled. "I be nice, is that what you want? Fine,
I'll have a better attitude!" He was practically shouting, but also there
was pleading in his voice.
Stacy walked around him, lecturing, enjoying the desperation in his
voice. "You see, I think I have figured out the problem." She smiled at
the other sorority sisters watching, then continued. "You just don't
take us seriously. Not women, let alone sororities, so I think we should
fix that. And you will agree, or we'll just send this email. Which is
it?"
Jake needed that scholarship, and he especially didn't want to get
expelled. "Fine, I agree, just tell me what you want."
He watched as Stacy held up a tee shirt, showing it him. "Okay, that is
one of your sorority shirts," he said. It was typical, pink with green
edging on the neck, sleeves, and bottom. Pink and green were the
sorority colors, and the house letters were large and green, in the
center. He saw many of the girls wear this style. "So?"
Stacy smiled. "Put it on."
"What?" Jake thought that was a strange request.
"You need to understand us, and take us seriously, and so, I think you
need to learn what it is like to be a Sorority sister. As you tutor us, I
shall tutor you."
Jake had pushed things too far, and the Sorority just pushed back.
* * * * *
Jill looked in as Jake was tutoring one of the pledges, Kristi. "Stacy,
I can't believe he actually agreed!"
Stacy laughed while watching with Jill. Jake turned his head and saw
them watching, looking very uncomfortable yet very cute to the two
sisters. He said nothing to them and meekly went back to tutoring. "I
only had to go and touch the mouse to convince him I was serious. It took
him a while to take off his shirt, but once he put on the sorority top,
he deflated like a leaky tire. This is going to be fun!"
The sorority tee went down past Jake's hip, adding to the feminine look.
No one would mistake it for a guy's t-shirt, even if it weren't pink with
the Tri-Delta letters, which of course it was.
"Are you going to give him his shirt back after this session?" asked
Jill.
Stacy laughed. "Are you kidding? He's never seeing this again! I think
he'll look cute walking around campus as a Tri-Delta sister, don't you?"
"No way! That is awesome! What a fantastic idea! That will put him in
his place, and then we can stop this and put it all behind is." Jill was
just scaring him with her speech earlier
Stacy just smiled at Jill. "Stop this? Who said we would stop this?
Some of my friends really want revenge, and so do I. So, if you don't
mind, I'm going to see how far I can take this."
Jill waved her hand airily and shrugged. "You can do what you want. I
just care about the tutoring and his behavior."
Stacy was glad. She had plenty ideas for the boy who pushed too far.
* * * * *
The rest of the day was not fun for Jake. He not only had to wear the
stupid sorority shirt, but Stacy had given him strict instructions not to
cover it up. Since all the sorority sisters knew him well, he couldn't
risk wearing a jacket and getting caught. Now that he looked for them,
he basically saw them at least twice an hour, if not more. They would
wave and call out to him. "Hello, sister!"
His classmates and friends noticed his new top too. They teased him a
bit, and joked around at his expense. Lightly, but still there. When
asked, he basically said he was supporting the sorority as their tutor
and this was a gift from them, and tried to pass it off as not a big
deal. That made his guy friends uncomfortable, as it didn't seem right
to them. Some girls in class thought it cute while others told him he
was a wimp.
He escaped to World of Warcraft. At least in his apartment he didn't
have to wear the stupid shirt. However, some of his friends brought up
his "new pretty clothes" to his guild, and the teasing and jokes
continued even there.
The next day he was back at the sorority house, wearing the same shirt as
directed. He had one of his polo shirts with him in his backpack so he
could change later. He figured this was just a one day thing. After all,
he realized he did not have the advantage here, so he'd be nice to the
stupid girls, and things would go back to normal.
When he was done the session, Stacy came over and asked him. "I'm glad
to see you are dressed appropriately, Jake, but you shouldn't wear the
same shirt every day."
Jake tried to lighten things up so he laughed a bit. "Yeah, I agree.
I'll give it back now, and we can go back to normal."
To Jake's surprise, Stacy shook her head no. "I'm glad you agree, but
that isn't how I meant it." She handed him a Sorority tote bag, all
green and pink and loud. "Here, these are for you!"
He looked inside and saw a pile of tops, all different styles, in pink
and green. "But..."
"But nothing, Jake. We've decided you are going to learn to respect us,
and I get to teach you how. I'm also going to have some fun. So now you
have enough tops for a full week."
"There is no way I..."
Stacy interrupted him with one word. "Expulsion."
Jake lowered his head. "Fine."
Stacy tilted her head to him. "That wasn't very polite."
Jake fumed. "I mean, thank you Stacy for the kind gift."
"Oh my dear boy, that isn't a gift! The cost of the clothes comes out of
your tutoring fee. But you can keep that tote bag, that is a gift from
me. I insist. Now, be sure you wash your tops, and you'd better wear a
different one each day with no repeats each week. Also, carry your tote
around with you whenever you leave your apartment, instead of your book
bag. We'll be watching!"
They were pushing him too far, and he realized that he couldn't do a
thing about it.
* * * * *
Jake found out that it was impossible to not be noticed when a guy is
wearing pink and green sorority tops and sporting a girl's tote bag ("Is
there any other kind of tote bag?" he thought to himself bitterly). Some
tops were okay, at least compared to the others, since they were
basically just t-shirts or long sleeve cotton shirts. But the polo
shirts had their buttons on the wrong side, which it seemed every girl
noticed, and some of the tops had very thin straps. He learned they were
called spaghetti straps. Just crazy.
Other guys felt uncomfortable around him, but more than a few women loved
calling out. "Hey, sister!" or "Hey, girlfriend!" They asked him if he
were pledging the Tri-Deltas. He tried to ignore the questions, and most
of time he succeeded, but some girls, students he didn't even know,
wouldn't let him get away without answering their questions.
"You aren't a pledge?"
"No, I'm not."
She'd grin. "Then what are you, a sister?"
"No, I am just tutoring some of the sisters and pledges, that's all."
"And what you are wearing is a uniform?"
"No, well, look, it is a deal we made, okay?"
"A deal?! How wonderful! So you can only be a tutor if you wear their
clothes?"
"That isn't what I meant. Look, I'm not wearing their clothes!"
"Well whose clothes are they then?"
Jake answered too quickly and said, "Mine." He then realized what he
said, and that led to a discussion on how pretty his clothes were, but he
should be wearing better jeans or a skirt with those tops. Those girls
laughed all through those conversations.
In desperation he went back to the University rules to see if there were
some prohibition against cross dressing. There wasn't. Worse, he found
articles and policy decisions that made it clear that the University was
a very tolerant of such behavior, and students could wear anything as
long as it was decent and appropriate, regardless of gender rules.
Apparently this had come up with respect to a formal where a couple
wanted to dress in opposite gender clothing for fun, and the result of
the stir that is caused was the ruling. As long as he wasn't dressed
indecently, which was defined by government law, not the University, then
he could dress however he wanted.
Or, more to the point, how the Sorority wanted. They could push as much
as they wanted.
* * * * *
(End of part 1.)
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