Unfortunately, as soon as your memory of why you had to be at Weston today returned to you, you sort of wished it hadn't...because you weren't here for anything fun. In fact, if anything, it was life-threateningly dangerous.
Late last night, you'd received a text from your sister Jenna mentioning that her affected son, Aiden, hadn't returned home from the Weston campus that night. Now, tinies going missing for periods of time was something that all affected kind were susceptible to.
But Jenna had been a doting and somewhat overprotective mother ever since birthing Aiden, so it was normal for her to panic whenever he went missing for an extended period of time, especially given Aiden's relatively impressive track record at avoiding crushing incidents. For him to not return from Weston without giving any reason for his absence was not like him, and it wasn't out of the realm of possibility to figure that something might've happened to him.
The trouble was, you had a sinking feeling that what had happened to him was less the issue compared to who had happened to him: The Omega Gamma Phi sorority.
It was a little kept secret that the members of the Omega Gamma Phi sorority had the complete run of the Weston University campus. They were the most popular, the most powerful, the most influential, and the most dangerous girls at the college, and everyone knew it. Students clamored to worship them, professors bowed to their whims, and campus security gave their documented history of abusing and tormenting tinies a complete pass. Whatever they wanted to do (especially to the vulnerable affected population on campus) they got away with.
While you didn't exactly have any way of proving it, the deepest pit of your heart knew that Aiden had ended up in their clutches, and if you didn't act soon, he might be a victim of their horrific treatment for the rest of his life.
With grit and determination, you stalked across campus towards the sorority house, a sprawling three-story building that looked more like a mansion than a dormitory, and stood in stark contrast to the more muted architecture on the rest of the campus. With a vast front yard, a wide back yard complete with pool and hot tub, and a labyrinthine interior layout packed with a huge living room, a million bedrooms and bathrooms, a high-class kitchen, and even a small arcade room and adjacent workout room, the Omega Gamma Phi sorority house was impressive...and housed a den of demonesses.
Already, the place was packed, plenty of laughing and smiling girls milling about the entry sidewalk, tanning on the front lawn, or cannonballing into the back pool. Despite the giggles and smiles all around, you knew the truth. Every single member of Omega Gamma Phi was either an outright demented sadist, a tiny-hating abuser, or an innocent naïve girl in the process of being molded and brainwashed into a CTC-obsessed nut like the rest of them.
And at the very top stood Persephone Graham and her best friend, Ivy Green. The Queen Bees of Weston, and the bane of affected everywhere.
Closing your eyes and sending a quick prayer for good luck to any deity who would listen, you charged into the fray, determined to save your nephew no matter the cost.
*****
"God, algebra fuckin' sucks." Ivy Green moaned, stumbling out of the classroom in a theatric display of boredom.
"It'd be easier if you paid more attention." Persephone Graham dully reminded her. "Instead of being on your phone all the time."
Ivy scoffed. "Psh, whatever, Sephy." She used her bestie's shorthand nickname instead of the full 'Persephone', particularly when the two of them were alone. "You're the one who tries more than you need to. Your mom could totally just force the professors to give you straight-As, ya know?"
"Yeah, but where does that leave me? I can't prove myself when I'm standing on someone else's shoulders." Persephone grit her teeth. Though her voice was as soft-spoken as ever, it was layered with strong resolve that even Ivy couldn't ignore.
The full-figured black-haired girl stepped in front of her best friend. "Whoa, Sephy, I'm sorry. Didn't mean to say you couldn't be awesome all on your own. Just making a joke."
"I know. It's fine."
Ivy's grin turned coy, and she stuffed a hand down her cleavage, quickly producing the sweaty crumpled form of a poor tiny girl she'd abducted a few hours earlier. "Snack, Sephy?"
Internally, Persephone retched. Outwardly, she feigned nonchalance. "No thanks. I just ate."
"More for me!" Ivy chuckled, popping the tiny girl into her maw right as the girl reformed her mouth and screamed. Her pitiful cries were silenced by Ivy's messy chewing, and a moment later the sadistic giantesses swallowed and sent her prey wriggling down to her tummy. Ivy patted her pudgy gut affectionately. "Aah! So fuckin' good! And such a help, too! I think all these affected really pad out my image, don'tcha think?" She struck a pose.
Persephone's brow narrowed imperceptibly, her gaze drawn towards Ivy's gut. She wondered what it truly felt like to be digested, to know that a crushing journey through disgusting intestines and a potential lifetime in the sewers was all that lie ahead of you. Was it as awful as it seemed to be? Was there some peace in the futile finality...or was that just an attempt to not feel guilty for all the affected Persephone had consumed in the past? All to uphold her ridiculous and frustrating position on Weston, and the world at large, forced onto her by her mother, Ivy, and everyone around her.
"You, uh, might be onto something." Persephone eventually said, managing a smile she absolutely did not feel.
"Aw, thanks, Sephy!" Ivy smiled, then cupped her gargantuan breasts. "I mean, a few of the tinies definitely went to these girls, then a bunch more to my ass. Maybe I really do owe those delicious little bugs some thanks for forming my flesh into the most goddamn gorgeous girl in the world!" Ivy playfully bumped Persephone with her hip. "Next to you, 'Doll of Weston'." She grinned mischievously at her own use of Persephone's title amongst the student body on campus.
God I hate that name so much. Persephone internally groaned.
"Let's just go back to the house." She outwardly said, and Ivy's contented nod signaled the end to the conversation.
The two girls crossed campus, Ivy basking in the cheers and friendly shouts the two of them received, and Persephone doing her best to politely smile even if she wanted nothing more than to just go asleep and try to blissfully forget that her best friend had personally executed (or about as well as one could) hundreds of tinies like they meant nothing. Some days she could forget, and just live like a normal young adult alongside Ivy. And other times it was impossible, and Persephone was reminded of how much she kinda hated both her life, and herself sometimes.
Walking into the Omega Gamma Phi sorority, Persephone bade farewell to Ivy and headed upstairs to her room (the ostentatious 'Queen Bee' suite, which she'd tried and failed to refuse). She really, really needed that nap.
*****
Jenna raised her head from her computer screen as her adorably small wife, Piper, walked into the doorway to her office.
"Guess who I found, Jenna!" Piper cried in her unnaturally loud voice for an affected (it was little wonder she was the singer in her band).
Jenna rose from her seat. "Who?"
Piper dramatically stepped aside, and none other than Aiden walked into Jenna's view. Jenna cried out in surprise and rushed forward, sweeping her son into her arms and assaulting him with kisses. When she'd finally calmed down, she looked at him in confusion.
"Aiden! Where...were you?" She asked.
Aiden blushed with embarrassment. "Um...with Aunt Dodger. Aunt Dodger likes to take her boots off during her class, and when she was distracted helping another student, this mean girl from that sorority stuffed me into her boot. Aunt Dodger didn't feel me when she put her foot back in, so, uh, that's where I stayed for the rest of the day. She found me this morning right before putting it on again, thankfully."
Piper unleashed one of her trademark gremlin laughs. "Our little boy sure had it rough dealing with those raw puppies!" She laughed again, and since both Jenna and Aiden knew she wasn't seriously mocking him or his experience, her joke took the edge off a bit.
Jenna shook her head. "Well, I'm beyond relieved that you're alright, Aiden. I feel a little silly asking your Uncle Matt for help now. Let me text him and let him know that you're alright and the search can be called off. He's probably out there searching right now, the little busybody." Jenna smiled warmly and shot you a text, then proceeded to cuddle up with her wife and son on the couch.
*****
Your phone buzzed with Jenna's text...or rather it would've, had you not silenced it right before sneaking into the Omega Gamma Phi sorority house. As it was, you remained oblivious to Jenna's message, and fully focused on saving Aiden from the clutches of the sadistic twenty-somethings who called this hellhole home.
You'd managed to get in undetected through an open window, and you now stood at a crossroads, wondering where to head next...
1) You head upstairs, checking individual bedrooms for Aiden, and soon stumble upon Persephone, who is fast asleep in her bed.
2) You head upstairs, checking individual bedrooms for Aiden, and soon stumble upon Ivy, who spots you immediately and grins maliciously.
3) You stay downstairs, heading towards the back pool and hot tub area of the sorority house in search of Aiden.
4) You stay downstairs, heading towards the more quiet living room, where some girls are studying for their coursework. Could they be studying Aiden too?
5) You stay downstairs, heading towards the kitchen where a few girls are whipping up a meal that hopefully doesn't include your nephew as an ingredient.