Sorority Continuation: Part 5, Alumni Insoles

Nina and Kaylee, currently on a break from their history of taking advantage of each other’s flexible nature to flatten and humiliate each other, had returned to their old alma mater. They reached out to their old sorority, hoping to stay for a few days at the Zeta Tau Alpha sorority house.

“Hey, Alphas!” Brooke, the current sorority president, waved to them as they approached.

“Good to see the old place!” Kaylee greeted Brooke while Kaylee followed behind. 

“So you’re looking for a place to stay for a bit huh?” Brooke adjusted her necklace as she spoke, pulling the chain through the charm to situate the clasp behind her neck.

“Yeah, it’s been more than a few years since we moved out. Thought it was about time to reconnect with the younger sisters,” Kaylee responded, Nina standing shyly behind, content to let Kaylee do the talking.

“Well, you’re in luck, a few of us just graduated and moved out, so we have rooms to spare before the new pledges join up,” Brooke finished, finally getting her necklace sitting the way she wanted as the three of them stepped up onto the porch.

“Necklace being a pain in the ass, huh?” Kaylee addressed Brooke’s efforts with her jewelry. “That happens with those cheapo necklaces, you should spring for something higher quality!”

Brooke was taken aback by the comment, a dark look crossing her face. How dare these bitches insult her necklace by calling it cheap! After all, it was her ex-boyfriend Nick permanently transformed into the unofficial house badge of leadership, destined to be passed down from president to president for as long as the sorority house was active. 

“So were you looking to meet up with anyone while you’re here?” Brooke asked, fishing for information. “I’m sure you have a lot of plans…”

“Oh no, not really,” Kaylee responded. “We didn’t even really tell anyone we were coming, just sort of figuring it out as we go!”

“Oh yeah…?” Brooke was already reaching into her pocket to fish out her phone when something unexpected happened. 

Nina, who was walking behind Kaylee, tripped over her own foot and fell forward into Kaylee. In her attempt to catch herself, she grabbed a hold of the closet door handle and pulled it open suddenly. Both girls were trapped behind it as it slammed against the wall, pulled with the full force of Nina’s weight.

Brooke watched in shock as the door, now free of Nina’s grip, slowly closed itself, revealing that both alumni had been smashed flat against the wall. Nina had nearly doubled over, leaving her face pressed hard into Kaylee’s ass. The force of them being flattened left them unable to move, mere posters on the wall. Both women silently hoped Brooke would give them a hand, but were shocked when she just laughed.

“You know, I heard about flexible people, but I never really believed they existed,” Brooke stalked close to them, putting her phone back in her pocket. “So I guess you want me to help you off the wall so you can reform, huh?”

Nina and Kaylee seemed to vibrate their response.

“Well, I’ll get you off the wall, but I am not going to help you reform,” Brooke explained. “You see, after you insulted my necklace, I had plans to use my TransformIt app to turn you into something demeaning, but it looks like you did the job for me.”

Kaylee and Nina would’ve rolled their eyes if they could, the thought that the only person who knew they were here was going to take advantage of their flattened state was going to be terribly inconvenient. They had been flattened before at each other’s hands, so it wasn’t anything new, but it was kind of their thing. To be flattened and used by someone else wasn’t something they enjoyed.

Brooke carefully peeled the two women off the wall, stripped their clothing off, and laid them onto the floor of the living room. Dropping to her knees next to the, she carefully folded them over and pressed them flat again and again until they were both less than a foot long and only a few inches wide. Their faces were clearly visible on one end, while their exposed vaginas and tits on the other, the rest of their bodies folded into a complicated mess beneath them.

Nina was getting scared knowing how difficult it would be to reform from this position, but Kaylee was just annoyed at being flattened again. Brooke grabbed a pair of slippers that were sitting on the floor nearby and brought it over to where the flattened women lay. She picked up Kaylee and slipped her into one of her slippers, her face in the heel and her lower body near the toes.

At this point, panic took Nina, and if willpower alone could reform her, she would have popped back into shape immediately. But alas, she couldn’t and found herself in the other slipper in the same orientation. Nina was a lesbian, but hated feet, finding them gross and unsanitary.

Kaylee, on the other hand, couldn’t have been happier with how things turned out. She didn’t like to admit it, but she had a massive foot fetish, and as a lesbian like Nina, was exactly where she wanted to be.

Brooke slipped her feet into the slippers one at a time, her heel dropping down onto their faces and pressing them into the floor under her full weight. On the other end, her toes moved against their sensitive regions, stimulating them in a teasing, horribly intrusive way.

But without even taking a step, she kicked them off and looked down at the two women, who were barely recognizable as people in their current state.

“I’m not even sure whose slippers those are, but by how worn out they are, they get used a lot!” Brooke teased. “Next time, if there is a next time, maybe you’ll be more careful about insulting your host…”

Brooke walked off, leaving the girls in their very different states of mind, Nina trying desperately to reform herself and Kaylee just waiting for her owner to make use of her…