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Sorority Sisters' Service Project - Hormones and House Rules
By Lenal
Samantha found Brody sitting on her bed, clutching a ruffled pink pillow
against her chest. She knocked on the door. "Okay if I come in?"
Brody looked up, her eyes red and watery. "Not like I can stop you, Your
Majesty."
Samantha walked in and put her arm around Brody. "This is your room now:
if you don't want me here, I'll leave. Do you want me to leave?"
Brody sniffled. "No," she said finally.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't even know! I feel like I'm losing my fluffy mind, crying over
some stupid eggs."
"It's your hormones," Samantha rubbed Brody's back. "Pregnancy mood
swings, and all that. I suppose I should get you a copy of 'What to
Expect.'"
"Or you could change me back to normal, Your Majesty."
"You know, I'm not doing this because I enjoy it," Samantha sighed.
"Don't get me wrong, after what you put me through--and what you *tried*
to put me through--I get a kick out of seeing you like this. But what
you did...I could've just broken up with you, but then you would've gone
and played the same trick on some other girl."
"It wasn't a trick, Your Majesty! It just feels better without!"
"Really? How do you feel right now?"
"I feel terrible and gross."
"Exactly. You get a couple of minutes of marginally better-feeling sex,
but your partner gets to feel like *that* for months. Not to mention the
fear and uncertainty and shame involved in deciding what to do about her
pregnancy, while you move on to the next girl who hasn't gotten wise to
you."
"I'm sorry!" Brody began sobbing again. "I just want to feel normal
again!"
"Then you need to earn it." Samantha rubbed her back. "Why don't we
start by getting you into some more normal clothes, okay?"
Brody nodded weakly and rubbed her nose with the back of her hand.
Samantha helped her out of the bikini, and they found a t-shirt and
skirt combo that Brody could handle wearing. Samantha even helped her
put on a bra, and despite Brody wincing at having someone handle her
sore breasts, she didn't really complain.
"They're wrapping up breakfast, so you should head downstairs," Samantha
said.
"Yes, Your Majesty," Brody said with a nod. She walked toward the door,
then stopped and said, "Um, thanks." Then she rushed away.
***
The Little Sisters lined up in the foyer once again, and the Bigs
clustered in front of them. Marcus was shivering and sweaty and
embarrassed as she came down from her extended orgasm.
"By now, you all have a pretty good idea about how this spell works,"
June said. "We can modify the effects on your bodies and minds at will.
When you behave, we'll reward you by making the changes less severe.
When you misbehave, you'll be punished accordingly. The other Mu Gamma
Kappa sisters all know about you and about this spell, but nobody
outside the sorority will recognize the magical aspects of the spell's
effects."
"In other words, nobody remembers that you were boys before," Katrina
clarified. "Nobody will find it strange that you still go by masculine
names, or that you can grow a beard or be a foot tall or yo-yo through
the months of pregnancy."
"But if you start rubbing one out in class or showing off your dick to
everyone, people are going to judge you the same as always," Wanda said.
"We'll be making some adjustments around campus to account for the
changes caused by the spell," Samantha said. "You might find that some
of your relationships with other people have changed, that people
remember some events differently, because they only remember you as the
girls you are now."
"So...what about our families?" Carlos asked.
"For the duration of the spell, you're the same daughters they've always
had," Tiffany said.
"Sheep," said Brody. "That's a lot to take in."
"All the more reason to acquaint you with the ground rules," Samantha
said. "Commit to improving yourselves, and you'll be men again by winter
solstice."
"Obviously, you'll be required to abide by all the expectations of the
Mu Gamma Kappa house," June said. "No visitors upstairs, no overnight
guests, no parties on the premises. You must maintain at least a 3.0
GPA, perform at least ten hours of community service per month, and pull
your weight with sorority duties, including keeping up with the chore
rotation and helping with social events. You're expected to follow all
the regular campus rules and local municipal laws, as well. You can't be
a member of the sorority if you get expelled, and you can't earn your
second chance at manhood if you're not a member of the sorority."
"As probationary members, and as participants in this experiment, there
are some other rules too," Wanda said. "First, you're women now, so we
expect you to dress like it. The only pants in your immediate future are
skintight, made for yoga, and have the word 'juicy' in sequins on the
back. If you're good, in a few months we might let you wear flats or
sneakers, but until then you'd better learn to walk in heels."
"Curfew is at ten, meaning you're back in the house by that time, or
you'll face serious consequences," Katrina said.
"That's, like, way past my bedtime," Devon said.
"And there's the usual sorority stuff. You need to learn the songs, the
handshakes, the history, the oath, all that," Tiffany said.
"Ugh, singing?" Marcus said. "Gross."
"After everything that's happened, you think*singing* is gross?" Zach
asked.
"There *are* some perks to the arrangement," Katrina said. "Mai and Gaby
already told you about the food. They prep every meal on most weekends,
and dinner three nights a week. Plus, the fridge and freezer are full of
stuff they've cooked in bulk, if you need to take a lunch out."
"The clothes we've provided you will always fit your bodies, no matter
how you change," Samantha said. "Any clothing you purchase outside will
take on the same enchantment once you've run it through the wash here."
A door shut at the back of the house. "Hellooo, my lovelies," a voice
called out.
"In here, Mama," Wanda called.
"We'll catch you up on the rest later," Samantha told the Littles.
"She made you all personalized binders," Wanda said with a smirk.
Samantha rolled her eyes. "It's time to introduce you to Lilith."
A woman walked into the front room, wearing a chic burgundy suit and
expensive heels. Her dark hair flowed down to her shoulders, and one
manicured tan hand pulled along a rolling burgundy suitcase. She took
off her large sunglasses and hugged each of the Bigs.
"Oh, it's so good to see all of you again," she said, kissing June on
the cheek. "I'm sorry I missed the beginning of the year, not to mention
all of yesterday's excitement, though I did catch up with a scrying
glass on the way over." She looked toward the Littles, standing in their
uncomfortable line. "I certainly have my work cut out for me, don't I?"
"Mama Lilith is the house mother for our chapter of Mu Gamma Kappa,"
Tiffany explained.
"Class of, well, longer ago than a lady should admit," Lilith said with
a boisterous laugh. "But go on now, ladies, you've got plenty of work to
do, and it's going to take longer than you think."
"Wait, where are you going?" Carlos asked, a note of panic entering her
voice.
"Like I said, we need to make some adjustments to the spell," Samantha
said. "Smooth out your transitions back to class, collect some of your
belongings, that kind of thing."
"And what about us?" Marcus asked.
"That's why *I'm* here, Marcus dear," Lilith responded. The Littles
looked at her with some shock. "What? Any thrift store wizard can sense
a person's name. Anyway, I'm here to turn you all into women."
"A little late for that," Brody muttered.
"Not at all! My lovely Kappas gave you all the requisite plumbing and
architecture, but being a woman is about the *furnishings*. Think of
this as boot camp, except the boots are knee-high patent leather with a
four-inch stiletto heel." She turned back to the Bigs. "Go along now,
shoo, you know they're in the best possible hands."
The Big Sisters followed her command and quickly left the house, leaving
the new recruits behind.
"All right, let's take a look at you," Lilith said, walking down the
line. "Stand up straight, chests out! Goddess, you all have terrible
posture."
She looked Devon up and down. "I like your enthusiasm, darling, but
you're a fashion nightmare, and it looks like you just poured your
makeup into a puddle and rubbed your face in it. But I have to give you
credit for being the only one here to actually put on shoes."
"It only took, like, three tries to get 'em on the right feet!" Devon
said proudly.
Next, Lilith sized up Marcus. She slapped her erect penis lightly, and
Marcus winced. "Well, this is unacceptable. Did you often leave your
genitals hanging out before yesterday? Put it away."
"I can't!" Marcus protested.
"Can't? You know what that's just one letter away from, don't you? I
think you simply haven't tried."
"That's easy for you to say. You try hiding this thing in a miniskirt!"
Lilith shook her head. "Oh honey, first, that's a microskirt, and
second, it *is* easy for me to say. During Hell Week my freshman year,
every girl in my pledge class got to sport one of those--a bit bigger
than that, actually, and with a pair of balls to go along with it--and
if we were seen around campus with so much as a visible bulge, we
weren't allowed back in student housing. 'You obviously know how to
pitch a tent,' the pledgemistress said. Naturally, I slept in my cozy
bed the whole week." She sighed wistfully. "Anyway, there are some trans
sisters in the sorority currently; perhaps if you ask nicely, they'll
give you some tips on how to hide yours. Until then, at least keep it
covered."
Marcus blushed and pulled her skirt over her cock. Carlos made a barely-
audible whimper.
"Just looking at you makes my back hurt," Lilith told Carlos. "Why
aren't you wearing a bra?"
"I've never worn one before," Carlos replied.
Lilith leaned in. "Have you ever had tits this big before?"
"No," Carlos said. "I mean, I don't know how to put one on."
"You've seen women undress before, right?"
"Yes," Carlos scoffed
"But you never paid enough attention to get even a basic understanding
of how it works? I mean, it's a brassiere, not rocket science."
She tsk-tsked at Zach. "First, stop rubbing yourself."
"I can't," Zach moaned.
"There's that c-word again. Honey, you've got a body built by magic
that's capable of passing a new human being the size of a watermelon
through an orifice that you're currently filling with a couple of
fingers. You'll be amazed at what you can do. In any case, it's a good
thing this house has magic plumbing, because you're a walking drain
blockage." She tugged at Zach's beard. "Obviously all this hair will
have to go."
"But Gaby--" Zach protested.
"When you're a full sister, you can wear your hair wherever you like. As
long as you're under probation, you'll be keeping all *this*--" she
gestured at Zach's body. "--under control."
Finally, Lilith took a look at Brody. "Well, you need some makeup, you
smell like vomit, and your hair needs work, but at least you're wearing
proper underwear and clothes that match. Good job."
Brody blushed, feeling a flush of pride at the compliment, in spite of
herself.
Lilith stood back and looked them over once more. "Yes, yes, I can work
with this. I've done more with less, to be honest." She clapped her
hands twice. "Let's get started!"
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