Secret Sorority Sisters
by Archie-Fan -  betty_cooper72@yahoo.ca 
Dilton ends up meeting up with an old friend who's joined an unusual Sorority


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It was the second week of college and Dilton Doiley was on his way to class.
Even though he was only in his second year, Dilton was already taking third
year courses. When Dilton had come to Riverdale University his plan had always
been to begin in post grad studies by his third year and he was well on the
way to doing just that.

Dilton made his way across the campus from the dormitories where he stayed.
All around were other students chatting and gossiping, none of them took their
studies nearly as seriously as Dilton. Dilton looked around to see couples
showing all sorts of displays of public affection. Girls and boys kissing,
holding hands, hugging; and not just heterosexual couples, but there were a
few lesbian and gay couples as well.

Dilton just shook his head in disgust as he walked past a couple sitting on a
bench kissing. Dilton recognized the two of them, it was Archie Andrews and
Betty Cooper. Dilton had attended the same highschool as them. Dilton had
always felt that Betty deserved better than Archie as Archie had dated about
half the girls in their highschool; but he was glad that Betty had won out in
the end. Still now the two were almost inseparable and they were always
displaying their affection, something that bother Dilton to no end.

Dilton put his head down, pushed his glasses back up the bridge of his nose
and kept on walking to class. He rounded the corner heading towards the
physics building when suddenly he bumped into something or someone. Dilton
fell to the ground dropping his things as well as his glasses.

"Jeez watch where you're going," Dilton grumbled as he searched around for his
glasses.

"I'm so sorry," a familiar girl's voice apologized.

Dilton could see a hand holding his glasses in front of his faces. Dilton
snatched them and put them back on and looked to see who it was. Looking up
Dilton immediately recognized the face, but not the body of the girl standing
in front of him.

The face was that of Wendy Weatherbee, the niece of his highschool principal
Waldo Weatherbee. She still had the same medium length black hair with her
bangs dyed red. However this Wendy looked to be well over six feet tall and
looked to be built almost like a football linebacker except for a large pair
of G-cup breasts.

"Wendy?" Dilton asked in confusion.

"Oh my gosh Dilton!" Wendy exclaimed. "Wow it's been a while."

"I'll say," Dilton agreed. "You look... different."

"I know right?" Wendy agreed looking down at herself. "Amazing what can happen
in a year."

"How...?" Dilton stammered.

"Oh that's not important," Wendy said. "So what is this?"

Dilton snatched his notes away from Wendy.

"I'm late for class," he said.

Without another word he headed off to class.

Throughout class Dilton found that he was having trouble paying attention and
taking notes. His thoughts kept wandering back to Wendy. He couldn't for the
life of him, figure out how she had changed so drastically in a little more
than a year. As far as he knew such changes while theoretically were possible
just couldn't happen and his mind was racing as he tried to figure out what it
was.

When class ended Dilton had barely taken any notes and had in fact doodle a
rough sketch of Wendy much to his own chagrin. She was seemingly the only
thing that he could think about.

As he left class to head back to his dorm room Dilton was surprised to see
Wendy standing outside the classroom waiting for him. He had left her rather
rudely he had thought.

"Wendy? What are you doing here?" Dilton asked her in surprise.

"I know we ended our last conversation rather abruptly," Wendy said. "I
thought perhaps you and I should go get some coffee and catch up."

Dilton figured that this would probably be the quickest way for him to get his
mind off of Wendy and the mystery of her change in appearance so he could
focus on his studies.

"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea," Dilton agreed.

"Great, I know this awesome little coffee shop just off of campus," Wendy
said.

"They make some of the best lattes you have ever had."

Dilton wasn't a huge latte drinker, in fact he didn't even really drink coffee
that much and when he did he usually just had it black. But he didn't want to
be rude again so he just nodded in agreement.

"Do you mind if we make a stop at my dorm room just so I can drop off my
books?" Dilton asked.

"Not a problem it's on the way anyhow," Wendy answered.

They made their way across the campus till they reached Dilton's dormitory.
Dilton hurriedly went up to his room and dropped off his things before meeting
Wendy outside once more. Wendy then led the way off campus to a small coffee
shop that was about three blocks away. It didn't seem to have a name and the
sign out front was just a picture of a very large coffee cup. Wendy went in
first.

"Hey Wendy," one of the girls behind the counter greeted them.

Dilton was shocked at the sight of the girls working there. All of them looked
to be just as tall or taller than Wendy and also just as muscular and yet they
all had large heaving breasts.

"Hi Joani," Wendy replied.

"You having your usual?" the girl, Joani, asked.

"Of course," Wendy replied with a smile.

"And what about your little friend here?" Joani asked as she looked at Dilton.

This girl Joani had medium length reddish-blonde hair and looked to be about
an inch or two taller than Wendy and had even bigger muscles and breasts.

"I think he'll try a latte," Wendy said.

"Coming right up," Joani said with a smile. "You two have a seat and I'll
bring your drinks over to you."

Wendy nodded and led Dilton into the restaurant. Unlike typical cafés and
coffee shops Dilton had been to and seen on TV this one seemed to have private
booths more like a restaurant. As Wendy led the way two one of the booths
Dilton glanced over and noticed there was yet another tall girl with muscles
and huge breasts in the booth. However this one had her shirt pulled up over
one breast and a male was eagerly suckling at her nipple as she stroked his
hair.

Dilton did a double take and realized that the male was Dr. Hunt, one of the
professors at the university who had taken a leave of absence just before the
start of the school year. Dilton had thought it was because Hunt was on the
verge of perfecting a new type of solar cell that would be able to generate
four times as much energy as current solar cells could. Such an advancement
would be revolutionary to the energy industry. Dilton was disappointed to see
that it seemed as if Hunt had taken a leave because of his base urges,
something Dilton prided himself on having control over.

Dilton glanced at Wendy to see what her reaction was, but she either didn't
notice or didn't care. She found an empty booth and sat down. Dilton decided
to ask her something that was on his mind right away.

"So is whatever has happened with you have to do with the other girls at this
coffee shop?" Dilton asked.

Wendy looked at him like he was crazy.

"What are you talking about?" Wendy asked.

"You, all the girls here," Dilton said. "Don't make me spell it out for you."

"You're being silly," Wendy said as she stood up. "I need to use the bathroom,
I'll be back shortly."

"Wendy wait..." Dilton called after her but she disappeared towards the
bathrooms quickly.

Dilton shook his head. He was certain that something very strange was going on
and Wendy was being deliberately evasive about answering any of his questions
about it. Dilton sat there wondering for a moment before his thoughts were
interrupted by Joani arrive at the booth with their drinks.

"Oh where's Wendy?" Joani asked.

"She uh went to the bathroom," Dilton said. "Or that's what she said."

Just then Wendy returned.

"Oh good the drinks are here," Wendy said as she sat down.

"You two enjoy," Joani said as she went back to work.

Wendy picked up her drink and took a long sip.

"Mmm that is so good," she said. "Come on try yours Dilton, you'll love it!"

Dilton looked down at his mug. He had to admit that it did look and smell
delicious. Slowly he brought the mug to his lips and took a sip. When it
touched his tongue Dilton's eyes went wide. This was perhaps the best cup of
coffee or anything that he had ever tasted!

Dilton immediately began downing the coffee as fast as he could as Wendy
watched with an amused smile on her face.

"Pretty good isn't it?" Wendy asked him.

Dilton nodded as he licked the remnants from the mug. Wendy waved and a moment
later Joani arrived with a second mug that she set in front of Dilton.

"Have another," Wendy said.

Dilton didn't even notice how Wendy had already had a second mug for him
ordered. He picked it up and drank it down just as quickly as the first one.
Wendy watched him with a contented smile the entire time.

"Man this is good, why is it so good?" Dilton asked.

"This place uses some special secret milk," Wendy replied.

"Is it goat's milk or something?" Dilton asked.

Wendy just smiled and shrugged.

"So what is it you're taking in school?" Wendy asked.

"Um I..." Dilton stammered having some trouble concentrating. "Chemicals, er
chemistry. Bio-chemistry actually. I've been working on a formula that
accelerates the growth of plants."

"Sounds like that would be worth a fortune to the agricultural industry,"
Wendy commented.

"It would," Dilton agreed with a nod. "But it would also help solve the issue
of world hunger."

Wendy just smiled and for the first time took a sip of her own drink. Dilton
felt a little strange, he was feeling somewhat flushed and wondered if perhaps
he had drank too much caffeine.

"Thank you for this," Dilton said standing up. "I've got to get back I've got
homework to do."

"Okay," Wendy said with a smile. "It was nice to see you again Dilton."

Dilton nodded and quickly hurried out the coffee shop. As he left he saw Wendy
was talking with Joani and both girls were laughing.

Dilton made his way back to his dorm room and pulled out his books and began
studying. However after just a few minutes Dilton found that he was reading
the same sentence over and over he was unable to concentrate, his mind was
constantly wandering back to Wendy and specifically those big breasts of hers.
On top of that he was finding that he was sweating and feeling aroused. Dilton
wasn't sure but he thought perhaps he was sick and he'd caught a flu bug.

Dilton decided that perhaps he should just get an early night's rest. He took
a night time flu tablet and went to bed.

Dilton fell asleep fairly quickly but he was plagued with strange dreams. In
them he was sucking on Wendy's breasts or having sex with her or in some other
sort of sexual situation involving Wendy. Dilton awoke abruptly and looked
over at his alarm clock. It was only two in the morning. He then noticed that
his modest 5" penis was poking up erect against his sheets.

Dilton felt an urgent need to relieve himself. He grabbed a hold of his prick
and began furiously jerking off trying to give himself some release from the
intense pressure in his loins. As he did his thoughts were on Wendy again. He
seemed incapable of thinking about nothing else.

After about twenty minutes of practically rubbing himself raw Dilton finally
gained some relief as he sprayed his load all over his sheets. Exhausted he
lay back and breathed heavily. However his cock was still erect poking against
his sheets. Dilton continued to slowly jerk off but he was so exhausted once
more and he fell back asleep.

Dilton awoke for a second time to the sound of his alarm clock. He looked over
to see that it was indeed six o'clock which was when he usually woke up. He
sat up to see that he was lying in a puddle of his own sweat and semen. His
cock was somehow still erect and slowly dribbling cum despite the huge puddle
and vast stains on his sheets.

It became quite obvious to Dilton that something was wrong. There was no
natural reason for him to still have an erection. The only thing that could
cause it was a bad reaction to a drug like Viagra or Cialis. Dilton
immediately became suspicious. Perhaps that was what had happened yesterday,
Wendy had taken him to that coffee shop and slipped him some kind of drug. He
didn't know why but he knew he had to confront her about it.

Dilton jerked himself off again but after cumming once more he found he still
had an erection. Frustrated he struggle to put on some pants which were quite
uncomfortable with his erect prick tucked down one pant leg. He finished
getting dressed and then left his dorm room looking to find Wendy.

Dilton was surprised to find Wendy standing waiting outside of his dorm, a
smirk on her face.

"Good morning Dilton," she greeted him.

"It most certainly is not," Dilton responded with a scowl.

"Oh are you having a little... trouble?" Wendy asked with a coy smile.

"What did you do? What did you give to me? Viagra, Cialis?" Dilton accused her
angrily.

"Oh no, I gave you something far more potent than that," Wendy replied. "Did
you not like my little present?"

"No I most certain do not like it," Dilton said angrily. "What I want is to
get rid of this so that I can get back to my studies."

"Oh yes, that plant growth formula of yours," Wendy said. "Well I can help you
with your problem."

"You can?" Dilton asked suspiciously.

"Certainly," Wendy replied. "But you'll have to come with me back to my
sorority house."

Dilton considered for a moment. Last time he'd gone somewhere with Wendy
things hadn't exactly turned out great for him. But at the moment he didn't
really know how else to resolve his predicament.

"Alright fine," Dilton agreed with a resigned sigh.

"Excellent come with me," Wendy said.

She led the way to a street just off campus with several large houses. They
stopped at one and Dilton looked at the Greek symbols that were mounted over
the door, Mu Lambda Kappa

"Mu Lambda Kappa," Dilton said. "I've never heard of that Sorority."

"We're relatively new," Wendy replied.

A new sorority wasn't that strange although Dilton couldn't help but feel like
there was something behind the Greek letters, he just couldn't quite place it.

"Come on my room is upstairs," Wendy said as she opened the front door.

Wendy led the way up to her room. She opened the door and waited for Dilton to
enter before closing it behind her.

"Alright," Dilton said. "So what is it that you can do to help...?"

He was cut off as Wendy shoved him onto her bed. Wendy was nearly a foot
taller and definitely much stronger than the 5'6" 105 lbs. Dilton. Wendy
smirked as she removed her shirt and then her bra revealing her huge heaving
breasts.

"What, what are you doing Wendy?" Dilton asked worriedly.

"Well you said you wanted help with your problem," Wendy replied. "The answer
is these."

Dilton watched as she hefted her two huge tits in each hand.

"I don't understand," Dilton said confused.

"That latte you drank yesterday, was made with my breast milk," Wendy
explained. "That what's given you that raging erection and why your dreams
have been plagued with images of me."

Dilton stared at her in shock. He hadn't told her anything about her being in
his dreams.

"There's only one way to stop the problems you're having," Wendy said. "And
that's for you to drink straight from the source."

"What? No, that's ridiculous," Dilton protested. "I'll find some other..."

Dilton stopped as he came in his pants, a dark spot appearing on the pant leg
and growing larger. Wendy just smirked. Dilton suddenly realized that his cock
wasn't stopping cumming.

"Looks like your problem is getting worse," Wendy commented.

Dilton looked up at her worriedly. Wendy smirked back him as she squeezed one
of her breasts. Dilton was desperate to get this situation under control.

"Fine, fine," Dilton agreed. "Please."

Wendy sauntered towards the bed and sat down next to Dilton. She then grabbed
him by the back of his head with one hand and pulled him towards her left
breast while lifting up her breast with the other hand to guide the nipple
into his mouth. Dilton was somewhat hesitant as his lips touched Wendy's boob.

"Don't fight it," Wendy said soothingly. "Just latch on and suck."

Dilton allowed his lips to latch onto Wendy's nipple and began to suck. Almost
immediately he felt a trickle of breast milk touch his tongue. Almost
immediately he was reminded of the latte he had drank at the coffee shop
yesterday. He realized that she hadn't been lying, that it had been made with
her breast milk.

Wendy continued to hold Dilton's head against her breast with one hand while
with the other she reached down and removed his pants exposing his erect cock
which was dribbling cum. She reached down and began rubbing Dilton's cock with
her big hand. Dilton was amazed at how her hand despite its big muscular look
still seemed to have a rather delicate and soft touch as she caressed his
prick; he let out a muffled gasp against her tits as he continued to suckle.

Soon the flow of milk from Wendy's breast increased from a trickle to a steady
stream. Dilton began to feel strange as though he was in control of his body.
It felt almost as if he was simply watching himself suck on Wendy's tit while
she jerked him off. He then felt his whole body shudder and his cock began
spraying a vast amount of cum while at the same time the milk from Wendy's
breast began to gush. Dilton began to feel rather woozy and his eyes began to
droop.

"There, there," Wendy said as she stroked his hair. "Just sleep now."

Dilton tried to fight it but to no avail. His eyelids fluttered and then
closed and moments later he had passed out.

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When Dilton awoke he wasn't sure how much time had passed. He blinked his eyes
as he looked around and quickly realized that he was somewhere that was dimly
lit.

"Oh good he's awake," he heard Wendy say.

Dilton went to sit up but suddenly realized that his wrists and ankles had
been bound. He looked to see that was lying on some sort of slab that had
adjustable restraints built in for the purpose of holding somebody, and
currently he was the one being held. Instead Dilton craned his neck towards
the sound of Wendy's voice and he saw her emerge from the shadows still
topless.

"How are you feeling little boy?" Wendy asked with a smile as she stroked
Dilton's hair like somebody would pet a dog or cat.

"I'm not your little boy," Dilton said.

"Oh but you are," Wendy said.

"I don't know what kind of sick game you're playing but you need to let me
go," Dilton said.

"You're not going anywhere," Dilton heard a second woman saying, her voice
rather familiar.

Dilton turned his head to the other side and was absolutely shocked to see a
second woman step out from the shadows. She was even bigger and more muscular
than Wendy looking to be closer to seven feet tall with enormous K-cup
breasts. However Dilton recognized her face almost immediately.

"Miss Grundy?" Dilton asked.

Geraldine Grundy had been Dilton's English teacher back in highschool and he
hadn't seen her since graduation day. Grundy look down at Dilton a sinister
smirk on her face.

"You belong to Wendy now Dilton," Grundy said.

"This is America, slavery is illegal, I belong to nobody," Dilton protested
firmly.

"Well you're more than welcome to go free but you won't last long," Grundy
replied.

"What do you mean?" Dilton asked suspiciously.

"You've tasted her breast milk straight from the source," Grundy replied. "For
the rest of your life you will need to drink it at least once every
forty-eight hours or you will die."

"And it won't be a pleasant death," Wendy added. "Your body will quickly waste
away as you go mad with desire for my milk. You've already felt what the first
stages of withdrawal are like and it only gets worse from there."

"This, this is blackmail!" Dilton protested.

"There's nothing you can do about it little boy," Wendy said. "But you can
either come to accept it or you can die."

"But why? Why me?" Dilton asked.

"I'm sure you remember seeing Professor Hunt yesterday," Wendy said. "He
wasn't there by chance. That is your fate Dilton."

Dilton was confused.

"We find small vulnerable men on the verge of scientific breakthroughs like
yourself," Grundy replied. "Particularly breakthroughs that would be world
changing."

"Professor Hunt is still working on his solar cells," Wendy said. "In fact
he's rather close to a breakthrough and with it our group will become
extremely wealthy."

"And you're going to continue working on that plant growth formula of yours,"
Grundy said. "And if you don't well Wendy will withhold her milk from you
until you either change your mind, or die."

"Of course if you try something before the withdrawal sets in we're more than
capable of ending you in a conventional manner," Wendy added with a smirk
punctuating the threat by flexing her massive biceps.

Dilton looked about worriedly.

"But it doesn't have to be all bad Dilton," Wendy said her tone switching to a
soothing one. "Professor Hunt has come to love his new position in life. And
you could to. You and I could be very happy together."

Dilton wasn't sure if he believed Wendy. However he had to admit that
Professor Hunt had seemed rather happy the other day. In fact he didn't seem
to even care that he had been breastfeeding in public, which was a rather
dramatic change from the Professor Hunt that Dilton remembered.

"So what's it going to be Dilton?" Grundy asked.

"Fine," Dilton agreed.

Grundy and Wendy set about releasing Dilton from his restraints starting with
the wrists. When they were off Dilton sat up and rubbed his wrists while
Grundy and Wendy undid the ankle restraints. Once they were off Dilton had a
brief thought of running but quickly suppressed it. Wendy grabbed Dilton and
embraced him pressing face into her cavernous cleavage.

"You and I are going to do such great things together," Wendy said.

Dilton wasn't sure just what was in store for him, or what Grundy's role in
any of this was. But he realized that he needed to accept his new lot in life
or his life was going to be rather short.

The End?

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