Now there's only one final hazing ritual before the girls become full members - and when the bras come off, these young ladies will learn what it means to be a sister in the Delta Sigma house!
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"You mean your breasts are growing too?" Michelle, gasped, backing away.
My face reddened at the humiliation, the shame of my freakish mutation revealed. Then I heard that word. Too. "What do you mean, 'too'?" I said. "It's happening to you also?" Michelle nodded gently. Mandy stepped forward. "Of course you both are," she said. The Delt Sigs have a long-standing tradition. Our pancakes and tea, the ones you guys have been eating and drinking for the past two weeks, are spiked with a powerful fenugreek extract," she said. "Fenugreek is a substance that makes women... fill up. We all take it." I looked at Mandy. "But why?" I said.
"It's our oldest tradition. We love breastfeeding each other. We have parties," she grinned wickedly at us, "and you pledges are expected to attend."
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