Pledging the Sorority - N.C.U. - Part 2, Alternate Endings (Plural)

Bonus 

Trisha smiled with glee as she bounced up from her chair and ran to her dresser. The other girls gave each other a look before turning back to see Trisha pull out a small spray bottle with a fan on it. 

Trisha merely responded with a smile as the girls looked at one another in confusion. “Carly, you’ve seen this before? The spray bottle I use when it’s hot outside?” She sprayed a puff of water vapor into the air to demonstrate how it worked.” 

Carly nodded. “I have…you used it last year when we went to the zoo on the hottest day of the year. Not our brightest move, by the way.” 

Trisha smiled wickedly. “And you can confirm that this is just water…” she said, spraying a puff in Carly’s direction and then using the built in fan to blow the puff of air towards her friend. 

The puff hit Carly square in the face and she waved the cloud of mist away. “Yeah it’s just water. Why does this matter exactly?” 

“Because…” Trisha said as she aimed the bottle at Laura, “to Laura…this is now sleep gas.” She gave the fan a quick spray and activated it to blow the mist towards Laura.

Laura, playing her part, decided instead to get up in order to miss the spray. “Ah ha!” she said, overly proud of herself. Until a second puff hit her square in the face. The mist managed to condense into very small water droplets on her soft pale skin. The impact caused her to close her eyes and shake her head, not only because of having been sprayed, but out of a strange feeling of dizziness that was spreading through her head. “What…what’s in that?” She asked, steadying herself near Trisha’s bed. 

“I told you…” Trisha said as she stood up and started to circle Laura. “It’s sleep gas…” She sprayed another small cloud of mist along the left side of Laura’s face. The fan that pushed the mist was strong enough to even make a few of her curly haired locks sway in the breeze. 

The gentle breeze hit Laura more like a whack to the side of the head. Her entire head moved to avoid it, but her body seemed to be struggling to stay upright, and her eyes were clearly not focusing properly as she tried to lock onto Trisha in order to defend herself. But the harder she tried to focus on the older girl, the more difficult it became. Not that it would make a major difference, her arms were feeling so heavy that she could barely keep them up for longer than a second or two. “I…will not go down…so easily…” Laura slurred as she closed her eyes tightly and shook her head to try and clear her thoughts. 

Trisha gave her a smile. “Oh…” she said, giving Laura a small little puff to the face, making her eyes close and blowing her hair out of her eyes. “Yes…” another puff, this time down along the young woman’s face, which allowed her to keep her eyes open, but made her jaw and mouth fall open limply. “You…” another puff to the face and Laura couldn’t help but fall down onto Trisha’s bed. She was still upright but her eyes were half lidded at this point and very unfocused. Her face had gone completely slack as her arms hung limp at her sides, clearly in a position where they had simply fallen and been unable to move, leaving her limp and helpless.  Laura looked up at Trisha, barely registering who and what she was looking at as the older grad student smiled at her and finished her long, drawn out sentence. “Will!” As she finally finished, she held down the bottle’s trigger and sprayed a constant stream of mist that the fan pushed into Laura’s face. 

The young blonde’s hair blew back from the fan as her eyes closed to protect herself from the mist. A slight gasp started to form but never materialized. Her face held a shocked, yet relaxed expression as the fan seemed to blow her back… back… back onto the bed where she landed with a soft thud. Her breasts swayed with the force of the fall, but there was no reaction from the rest of her body. She simply laid there, deeply hypnotized, slightly moist in more than one location…and completely oblivious to everything around her. 

Trisha turned and smiled at the other two girls, who were in complete shock. “Anyone else need to cool off?” she asked with a wicked grin. 

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Or this could have happened…

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Trisha bounced out of her chair as the other girls watched her with confused looks. After a few moments of rummaging around in her dresser drawer, she pulled out a Nerf gun with a big smile on her face. “Found it!” 

“That's…nice?” Laura said in confusion, as she and the other two coeds watched the her load the gun with darts. “And what are you planning on doing with that?”

“I’ll show you!” Trisha said, fumbling with one of the darts. “Could you get me the tape over by the microwave, the stabilizer has broken loose and I need to lock it down.”

Laura got up and moved toward the microwave with a smile. But just as she passed Trisha, the older blonde gave her a wicked smile and shot Laura square in the butt with a dart. Laura jumped in surprise and looked down at her butt. The darts had come with a special tip that allowed them to stick to clothing, somewhat similar to velcro. “Hey! Nice shot, but what was that for?” she asked. 

Trisha sat down on the chair that Laura had been in and spun the dart gun around her finger. “That dart is filled with a powerful sedative. It’s especially good for making hyperactive little blondes…take a nap, Laura.” The last part was more of a command then a suggestion. 

Laura laughed energetically. “Yeah right! It’s just a Nerf….Nerf….Wow, I feel dizzy…” she said, swaying on her feet a bit. 

Rayne watched Laura closely as the young woman's body seemed to be getting heavier and heavier with each passing second. The sound of a spring firing made her jump as a second dart flew out and hit Laura dead center in her breast. Laura’s body jerked like she had been shot with something far more powerful than a Nerf dart, and Rayne couldn’t help but notice the rapid and perfectly circular ripple move through her blonde mentor’s breast. 

“Hey!” Laura shouted, a bit annoyed “Watch the personal spaaaaa…” her annoyance faded away as she quickly grabbed the bed to keep herself upright. “Oh these things are strong…” she said as she struggled to move toward the bed. She managed to grip the bed post with one hand and pulled herself toward the bed as she reached for the mattress with her free hand, bending over showing the other girls her butt as she did so…which made such an inviting target. 

They heard the sound of another spring being released and a third dart flew out and stuck to Laura’s other butt cheek. The blonde bolted upright and let out a high pitched squeal before nearly fainting onto the bed. She managed to catch herself before she fainted and instead simply sat there on the bed. Her eyes were nearly crossed as she pointed a finger weakly at Trisha “Dats…mot…mice…” she slurred. “Mice…mot mice…. Mice!  Damm bit…” She finally gave up and tried to shake her head to clear it. 

Of course this was when another dart flew directly into her other breast…causing the same ripple of the flesh beneath her rather tight shirt. The impact didn't really make Laura move at all, although her arms did both instantly fall to her side. She looked at both of her breasts, each with a Nerf dart still stuck to them then looked up at Trisha with an exhaustedly tired glare. 

Rayne looked over at Trisha just in time to see the older blonde insert a suction cup dart into the gun then give the tip a very sensual lick as she winked at Rayne. 

Trisha smiled and aimed the gun at Laura. “Night night... “ she said with a grin as the final dart flew out and struck the younger blonde dead center in the forehead, unrealistically and perfectly sticking to her head. The impact caused Laura’s head to jerk back rapidly as her whole body slumped down onto the bed. She landed more on her right side than her back, clearly showing off all five of the darts stuck to her body. “Sleep tight…” Finished Trisha with a smile. 

Rayne and Carly both looked at each other in surprise, then looked over at Trisha to see her standing there with her dart gun and a very evil grin. “Reach for the sky ladies…” 

Rayne sat there in confused shock as Carly laughed off the threat. Only to be met with a dart that flew out and hit her squarely in the left breast. The impact made the surprised sophomore jump. “Hey!” she shouted angrily “I haven’t been hypno…whoa…these are strong…” she said, putting a hand to her head to try and stop it from spinning. 

Trisha turned the weapon quickly towards Rayne and pulled the trigger. The redheaded freshman gasped in shock and then realized that nothing had actually happened…it was a misfire! She looked up at Trisha and quickly grabbed a pillow to protect herself. 

Trisha fixed the issue with dart, which had gotten stuck in the barrel, and aimed it Rayne again, only to be hit by the pillow she had thrown. The impact caused the gun to aim high and fire wildly into the ceiling, sending the dart bouncing off the tiles and right on to Carly’s head. 

The petite brunette jerked upright in surprise as the dart hit her head, leaving her standing straight and very rigid. Her eyes slowly crossed up, as if she was trying to look through her head to see what had hit her. But the higher she tried to look, the more relaxed her face became…until her eyes finally just rolled up into her head. The moment that happened her knees gave out and she slumped to a kneeling position on the floor, then fell to her side with a hard thump. 

Trisha reloaded her gun with a smile. “Well that worked better than I had plaaannn….” she was cut off by the smaller but extremely muscular Rayne tackling her to the ground in an effort to get the gun.  

The two girls struggled back and forth as Rayne reached for the gun with both hands. But this left her open and Trisha swiftly used her height to flip the shorter girl onto her back.  Meanwhile, Rayne managed to grab the gun and pull it down as she tried to aim it at Trisha, while Trisha used her leverage to try and angle it down at Rayne instead. 

The sound of the gun going off filled the dorm room. Both girls’ eyes shot open in surprise as they stared at one another. Trisha looked down, with her golden hair framing her face, as she stared at Rayne. As Rayne stared back in surprise, a sigh could be heard echoing through the room. 

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Ending 1

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As she stared down at Rayne, Trisha’s gaze moved lower…and lower…and lower….all the way to her groin. Sticking out of her jeans, directly between her legs, was a nerf dart. Her struggles seemed to fade away as she got weaker and weaker, until she fell off of Rayne and onto the floor. “A good shot Rayne…” she said sleepily as she laid there, sprawled out. She took a brief moment to look back down at the dart sticking out from between her legs. “Very good shoooooo….” she trailed off as her eyes slowly closed and she fell against the side of the bed…slowly sliding all the way down into a pile on the floor.   

Rayne breathed deeply, exhausted, still holding the gun and realizing it was empty…the last dart was between Trisha’s legs. 

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Ending 2

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Trisha stared down at Rayne as the stronger redhead sighed in frustration. The dart had gone off and flown directly between Trisha’s legs…bouncing harmlessly off the wall. 

Trisha knew the gun was empty, she had loaded the last dart herself. Rayne didn’t know this, of course, and that gave her an advantage. But to what end? Rayne was far stronger than she was and she was going to get the gun sooner or later… and find out it was empty.  “If only I had another dart!” Trisha thought to herself. 

She struggled with all of her might to keep the gun from Rayne, so she would think that it was at least worth fighting over. All the while she continued searching for something to use against the much more powerful, but currently pinned, redhead. During the struggle, Trisha bumped against Laura’s leg and noticed her salvation. Still stuck to Laura’s butt was a single nerf dart. “That’s it!” Trisha thought as she turned to glare at Rayne with a devious smile. 

Rayne returned the glare and started to shift her hands down to the barrel of the gun to give her leverage. She was slowly moving it into a position where Trisha wouldn’t be able to keep hold of it, even if she wanted to, and that realization made a wicked smile cross the young freshman’s face. “It’s time you took a nap…” Rayne boasted to Trisha just before flipping the gun out of the older grad student’s hands. 

Trisha realized she didn’t have the luxury of waiting any longer. The second the gun flipped out of her hands she jumped off of Rayne and reached behind her, groping around Laura’s butt for the dart…but where was it?!

Rayne quickly slid herself free of Trisha’s wrestling pin and flipped the gun towards Trisha, cocking the weapon and firing…but nothing came out!  A quick glance down the barrel revealed the weapon was indeed…empty.   She discarded it to the side with a huff and lunged at Trisha instead.  

Trisha’s eyes grew wide with fear as the smaller but practically feral young freshman lunged at her. And then she found it...the dart stuck to Laura’s butt! She quickly grabbed it with one hand and threw her other hand forward to stop Rayne’s lunge. The move was effective enough, but the smaller girl’s momentum pushed Trisha back against the bed. “I have you nooooo…. Ooooowwww!” Rayne shouted.  The second she started to boast Trisha brought the hand holding the dart up and stuck it into Rayne’s neck.  It didn’t stick of course…it was velcro, after all. But it did give Rayne quite the surprise. 

Seeing Rayne’s distracted state, Trisha quickly removed the dart from her neck and pressed it in again and again to simulate multiple hits. The redhead’s eyes went wide with shock as they started to lose their focus. Trisha smiled and grabbed Rayne behind the neck to pull her into a deep, passionate kiss, ramming her tongue into Rayne’s mouth as she pressed the dart firmly into the younger girl’s neck. 

Rayne’s eyes shot wide open, both from the dart and from the kiss. They never really closed, but eventually she stopped responding and fell onto Trisha, breaking the kiss in mid-fall and landing limp in her lap. 

Trisha gasped for air for a minute as she sat there, laughing to herself.  “Well…that was fun!” 

Note: This story was intended to end when Trisha had aimed the gun at Carly and Rayne and told them to reach for the sky. But my editor, “S.G.” advised that I complete the story…I think it turned out pretty well, don’t you?

Also, nerf guns are on sale at amazon…just saying.