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Delta Lambda Gamma: Chapter 26
🕑 Added 2023-06-08 16:00:08 +0000 UTCSorority Showdown! Triple Cage Match between Chun, Camila, and Ginger!
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Camila, Ginger, and Chun stared at each other in a frozen moment that layered on the awkwardness with every second. Ginger was blushing – and on the verge of tears. Camila could feel heat in her own cheeks as well, and hoped Chun would take it for embarrassment rather than an uncomfortable revelation.
“Chun, please.” Ginger whimpered. “The only one I want to be with is you.”
“Answer me.” Chun set her mouth in a hard line, only to have it spoiled by the tremble in her lower lip. “Tell me the truth.”
“I – do, but that doesn’t mean I want to be with her or break up with you!”
“It means more than figuring out you like a new kind of cheese! Don’t play this off like it’s not a big deal. I’ve asked you about this before.” Chun brushed her fingers across her red eyes.
“That’s not fair, Chun. Ginger didn’t know – didn’t realize until it came out when she was spanking me.” Camila looked nervously at Ginger. “Sometimes you don’t know until there’s a big moment.”
“What the hell does that mean? Are you in love with Ginger?” Chun stared at Camila, aghast.
“That’s not important right now, what’s important is that you and Ginger…”
“I think it’s pretty important,” Ginger said, her voice overriding Camila’s despite how softly she spoke.
“Ginger, you’re my oldest friend, we’ve been together since preschool. Of course I – I…”
“That’s not what she asked you!” Chun’s voice was wobbling out of hurt and into unbalanced anger. “Everyone needs to stop walking on eggshells and just give a fucking answer!”
“Camila.” Ginger’s face was so full of anticipation, hurt, fear – and yes, love, that Camila couldn’t so much as soften her words.
“Yes Ginger – I love you.” Camila sighed, taking a breath so she could explain that she loved Belén too, that nothing had to change between them or their girlfriends – other than hopefully a truce. She was carefully lining up all the things she wanted to say, when Chun’s anger exploded and scattered Camila’s thoughts to the wind.
“I knew it! I knew both you bitches were in love with each other!” Chun’s enraged gaze turned on Camila. “You couldn’t leave it alone, could you? Couldn’t let us be happy.”
“Chun, please calm down, I love you.” Ginger whimpered. “I’ll be your good girl. I didn’t realize that I – I had feelings for Camila but…”
“And you! How long were you planning to keep this from me?” Chun’s words came out in a sob, tears spilling down her cheeks.
“It shouldn’t matter if I used to… it doesn’t matter how I feel about anybody but you! I’m with you!” Ginger’s face was streaked with tears as well, Camila reached toward Ginger to comfort her without thinking.
“Oh no you don’t!” Chun shoved her way between Camila and Ginger, batting Camila’s hand out of the way.
“I’m just trying to – to…”
“Get up on my girlfriend in the middle of us having a fight? A fight you started?”
“Chun, let’s just get Camila out of here and we can talk…”
“I’m not going anywhere, we have to work this out or it’ll be hanging over us forever!”
“This is my room.” Chun grabbed Camila’s shoulders and yanked her mightily toward the door. “GET. OUT.”
The two of them hit the door, slamming it open with a bang and stumbling out into the hall. Feeling herself tip over, Camila reached out to grab something and came up with a fistful of Chun’s hair. Chun growled and pushed Camila away, knocking her breathless into the hallway wall.
“Stop it!” Ginger threw herself between Camila and Chun, facing her girlfriend with her arms outstretched. “Chun, this is crazy, we’re going to get kicked out of the sorority!”
“Ginger, get out of my way.” Chun raised a fist, surprising a gasp out of Camila.
“No! This has gone way too far!” Ginger stood resolute.
“What the HELL is going on here?” Heather Miller’s voice cut across the fight like a cracking whip. All three girls turned toward her with varied expressions of horror. While they were distracted with the pink haired Heather, the other two Heathers stepped through the crowd of watching girls to grab Camila and Chun’s arms.
Camila felt her stomach rise into her throat. How long had she been out of a punishment, a week? The situation wasn’t entirely her fault – but she knew how bad it looked. She sagged limply in Heather Lambert’s arms.
“Are you alright, sweetie?” Heather L. asked. Camila looked up at her in surprise. The tall Heather’s stern expression was tempered with concern.
Maybe they won’t judge me instantly – I think I still screwed up, though. Camila nodded quickly. “I’m sorry, I…”
Heather L. shook her head. “Explanations later. Everyone needs to cool down first.”
“Are you going to fight me if I let you go?” Heather Rapp asked Chun. The Chinese girl shook her head, sighing when Heather let go of her.
“Upstairs, now.” Heather Miller growled. “Ginger, you’re with me. Heather, Heather, you take the one you grabbed. Let’s have a chat.”
Camila walked through the crowd of her sisters, feeling the weight of every pair of eyes on her as she went. No wonder Amy doesn’t want to talk to me. Maybe I’m not cut out to live in a sorority. With Heathers separating the girls, the six of them made their way up the stairs single-file.
~~~*~~~
Ginger sat miserably on Heather Miller’s bed. She’d never been in the lead Heather’s room before, and found it nice. The furnishings were more grown up than her own room, yet with some ABDL touches that you wouldn’t see in a regular girl’s room. It was the kind of room she’d like to have, or wanted Chun to have, once she was put together enough to feel like an adult instead of a kid.
With her feet not quite touching the floor, and Heather sitting in a chair across from her, a kid was all Ginger felt like. Especially considering that she was wearing pullups – per Chun’s orders. It’d be a miracle if Chun wanted to be girlfriends after the fight they’d just had. That meant her first love was already over. She’d given up her body and her treasure for nothing – was no better than any other dirty girl. A terrible gray dread fell over Ginger, sapping all the energy from her limbs.
“Ginger, are you okay?” Heather always looked like a movie star – pink haired and sparkle-clothed. Today she was wearing a sequin blouse that flashed gold, silver, or black depending on the angle of the light.
“No.” Ginger whispered. “I don’t know what to do.”
Heather sighed, took a seat on the bed next to Ginger. “Can I put my arm around you?”
The lump in Ginger’s throat wouldn’t let her answer. She leaned against Heather instead, trembling when the older girl pulled her close. Her heart was pounding in pain, she wanted more than anything to cry, but her eyes were dry and painful.
“Please tell me what happened.” Heather said softly.
“I came back to Chun’s room to – uh…” Ginger blushed and ducked her head.
“I think we can take as given what you might do in your girlfriend’s room, and move on.” Heather gave Ginger a squeeze. “Was Camila already there?”
“She was, and they were having some kind of intense discussion. I didn’t even notice Camila at first, I was talking to Chun and then – then she asked me if I’m in love with Camila.”
“I assume that’s what the intense discussion was about – if she asked you that without any buildup.” Heather sighed. “What’d you say?”
“I told her that the only one I want to be with is her.”
“So you said yes.” Heather leaned her head against Ginger’s. “I have to say, I didn’t call that one. You and Camila have been antagonistic since you got here.”
“It’s been longer than that – since – since Camila started dating in High School.” Ginger nodded at Heather’s pained exclamation. “Yeah um – I didn’t realize it until the big fight Camila and I had when I spanked her.”
“This is a mess, kiddo.” Heather gave Ginger a squeeze and pulled her legs up on the bed, faced her cross-legged. “When the fight started – the physical fight, I mean – who started it?”
“Chun did. Camila reached out for me – I was crying – and Chun got really mad.” Ginger sighed. An hour ago, telling on Chun would have felt like a betrayal. The absolute disaster that had happened felt like a re-alignment of her morals, a return to what her mother had taught her. Sneaking around, lying, being a dirty girl – all these things had lead to a bunch of pain for everyone around her. The only way out was to be honest, to cooperate with the people in charge. It was best to let Heather fix things, even if that fix would be painful for Ginger.
“I asked Camila to leave, she wanted to stay and work things out – Chun threw her out of the room. They weren’t fighting in the hall for long before you showed up.”
“I saw you stepped between them, nonviolently. I’m proud of you for that.”
“You’re proud of me? This is all my fault.” Ginger sniffled.
“That’s not the read I get from what you’ve told me so far. Once each of us Heathers has heard a side of the story, we’re going to get together and decide what to do.” Heather wiped tears gently away from Ginger’s cheeks. “Is there anything else you think I should know?”
“Not about the fight. There was a lot of stuff said – I can tell you the rest if you want.”
“I don’t need to hear every detail.” Heather squeezed Ginger’s hands. “What’s your biggest worry right now?”
“Chun’s going to break up with me.” Ginger sobbed.
“That’s not for sure. In fact, it looked like she was ready to throw hands for you.”
“I broke everything. I’m a bad girl.” Ginger sniffled mightily.
“Okay, now you’re just wallowing.” Heather tipped Ginger’s head over into her lap. “As far as I can tell – pending what I hear from the other two girls – you’re pretty blameless in this. I can see why you’re upset though. Do you want a bit of an escape?”
“What do you mean?”
“I could take you to the daycare, let you play there for a couple of hours.”
“Why would that help?”
“It might not, you don’t have to go. But sometimes it’s nice to be a baby for a bit. Babies don’t worry about relationship drama, they just worry about what snack is going to be served before naptime.”
“Naptime sounds good.” Ginger sighed.
“Do you want to get diapered down there, or would you like me to do it?”
“If – if it’s okay – you.”
“Of course it is.” Heather laid Ginger gently out on her bed, unzipping the Little girl’s miniskirt. “You need more appropriate clothes for daycare too. I have some extra pajamas around – never worn.”
“Sounds good.” Ginger’s hand went reflexively to her day collar. “I have to leave this on though, in case – in case Chun…”
“That’s fine. Little girls can wear jewelry.” Heather grinned at Ginger’s blush, shaking her head when the Little girl opened her mouth to explain. “Yes sweetie, I know exactly what a choker like that is. You don’t need to explain it. You just need to get out of these adorable pullups and into an even cuter diaper.”
It was weird to be naked in another woman’s bedroom – weirder to have it be completely platonic. Heather’s glamor mommy manners were perfect, her light pinch on Ginger’s butt didn’t just get the Little girl to lift her rear for the lavender diaper, it teased a little giggle out of her. A game of peekaboo accompanied the baby powder – Ginger wondered if she’d find glitter in her baby powder if she looked down. The thought was so silly that she didn’t look, preferring to believe she was a sparkle baby.
The softness of the cat and moon pajamas Heather put on Ginger was too much. Combined with all the care the older girl was showing for her, her tears finally broke free. Heather held Ginger for a while, longer than she’d thought the older girl would want to. With her face dried off and her nose blown, Ginger toddled down to the daycare. There was a quiet corner with a beanbag and a trio of otter stuffies that was perfect for her mood. In the warm embrace of her diaper, with the scent of baby powder on her nose, Ginger managed a few smiles.
~~~*~~~
“Please tell me you’re not going to bullshit me,” Heather Rapp said to Chun, before her door was even closed. “This is serious, you can’t fight your sisters.”
Chun held her head up defiantly – she was still more than mad enough to want to tell Heather off, but the walk upstairs had cooled her anger enough that she could think better than that. She was glad to have gotten the blunt, no-nonsense Heather. It wasn’t likely to be a pleasant conversation, but it’d at least be a straight-up one. That’ll be a nice change from Ginger and Camila’s lies.
“I wont lie to you.” Chun folded her arms across her chest. “I know I went too far. In my defense, Camila is really good at making people mad.”
“Yeah, she has a self-righteous thing going on.” Heather Rapp leaned against the wall. “Sometimes it’s just a righteous thing, though. That girl tries to do what’s right.”
“That makes it worse!”
Heather Rapp laughed, before returning her face to it’s usual resting bitch. “We’re getting off track. Who got physical first?”
“I did.” Chun sighed. “Camila reached for Ginger and – I couldn’t take it. They’d just told me that they love each other!”
“I honestly don’t care,” Heather said gravely. “Unless they were threatening you, or using hate speech, there’s no good reason to put your hands on another sister.”
Chun blinked away tears, looking down at her crossed arms. Her anger fled, and with it, the energy to stand defiantly in front of Heather. She let her arms fall to her sides and nodded. “I’m sorry.”
“That’s a good start.” Heather took a seat on her bed. “Look, I get it, love can make you crazy. You can’t take those emotions and justify hurting people though.”
“They lied to me.” Chun whispered, watching her tears spring off her cheeks and disappear into the carpet. “Ginger especially. She said she wasn’t in love with Camila so many times!”
“If you kept asking, it sounds like you knew.”
“I did.” Chun sank to her knees, pressing her hands to her heart. There was a knife-wound of emotional pain there.
“You stayed with Ginger anyway. Why?”
“I should have called her out on it? Told her she’s a liar?” Chun looked up at Heather in shock. “Do you know how much that would have hurt her?”
“Why do you care that much? You’re upset that she lied to you.”
“I love her!”
Heather nodded. “She loves you too, doesn’t she?”
“I don’t know.” Chun sagged down to lie on the floor. “How can she love two people at once?”
“Chun,” Heather said. “Get up off the floor.”
When Chun frowned at Heather, the senior sister’s only response was to raise her eyebrows. Reluctantly, Chun pulled herself to her feet.
“You’ve had a really bad day, and a big emotional shock.” Heather’s tone was as even as ever. “That doesn’t justify attacking one of your sisters, and it doesn’t give you a license to go all middle-school drama on my floor.”
“Thanks for the counseling.” Chun said bitterly.
“It’s not counseling, it’s truth. You know you screwed up.” Heather shook her head at Chun. “Do you have anything else to tell me, something that might make this less your fault, and more the fault of one of the other girls?”
“I…” Chun sighed. Heather was right, as much as she hated to admit it. She’d amped the discussion up, she’d pushed Camila, slammed her against a wall, raised a fist…
“No. Ginger and Camila both hurt my feelings – but I’m the one who started fighting.”
“Props for being honest. I have to talk to the other Heathers, but I hope you realize you’re going to get a punishment.”
“Like Camila did?” Chun wrinkled her nose.
“Probably not as big of one as she got, but something along those lines.” Heather shrugged. “You’re going to have to apologize, too.”
“I was going to do that anyway – eventually.” Chun rolled her eyes. “You’re really going to spank me?”
“Like I said, I have to talk to the other Heathers. You’re free to go, but don’t leave the house tonight. We’ll want to talk to you later.”
“Yeah, okay.” Chun turned to the door, then back to Heather. “Heather?”
“Yeah?”
“I guess – thanks for being so straight up with me.”
“Ugh, don’t get all lovey with me now.” Heather smirked.
“Never.” Chun chuckled sadly, and slipped out of Heather’s room.
~~~*~~~
Heather Lambert’s room had been a riot of plants, charms, dreamcatchers and crystals. She’d had just two questions for Camila, the first being, “Who started the fight?” and the second being, “What do you need right now?”
Camila had answered the first truthfully, confirming that Chun was the one who got physical. For the second, she surprised herself with the agonized way she begged to see her Mommy. To her surprise, Heather Lambert cut the interview short and took her straight to Betty. Ten minutes later she was curled up in her Mommy’s lap with a death grip on a sippy cup full of apple juice.
“You’re having quite the first quarter,” Betty said, stroking Camila’s hair. “My little drama-baby.”
“Mommy, don’t tease.” Camila whimpered.
“Then tell me what happened, baby girl.”
“I went to find Ginger, to clear things up with her after – after she said she loves me.”
“Oh sweetie.” Betty wrapped her arms around Camila. “That’s a situation where it would have been better to wait for Ginger to come to you, at least a little.”
“But it’s not right! She was so upset when she ran out of my room. We don’t have to break up with our girlfriends, we can just be friends again.” Camila sniffled. “Or at least – at least not hate each other anymore.”
“I know it’s hard for you, but you’re going to need to learn to give people time.” Betty tipped the cup toward Camila’s mouth, waiting until she took a sip of the sweet juice. “How did you end up in Chun’s room?”
“Ginger wasn’t in her room, Amy – Ginger’s roommate – said she was probably in Chun’s room, so I went there.” Camila frowned at Betty’s pained expression. “I had to fix things!”
“Did you fix things?”
“That’s not fair, I could have!”
Betty shook her head. “Before you get too fussy, tell me the rest.”
“Chun and I sort of argued, I ended up blurting out that Ginger is in love with me.” Camila glanced up at Betty and winced. “I know I shouldn’t have, I got caught up in the argument.”
“And then?”
“Ginger came into the room, Chun asked her point blank if she loved me – she said yes – there was more fighting and – and…” Camila tensed like she was expecting to be hit. Saying the next part felt too terrible, especially with the emotional explosion that had followed. It took several minutes of Betty stroking Camila’s back before she could relax.
“I told Ginger and Chun that I love Ginger too.”
“Oh dear. Baby girl, I think I know now why there was a fight.” Betty hugged Camila close. “I’m proud of you for not starting the physical part of the fight.”
“Thanks Mommy.” Camila sniffled.
“I’m less proud of you for starting the drama that lead to the fight.” Betty sighed.
“But, I had to fix things!”
“It’s not always on you to fix things, especially when it involves other people’s hearts.”
Camila whimpered. “I know – I wish I’d never gone to Chun’s room. If I’d waited for another day to catch Ginger in her room – I might not have realized that I’m in love with Ginger.”
“You have a big heart, with room for a lot of love in it.” Betty kissed Camila atop her head. “That’s something a lot of people struggle with. Chun, obviously, didn’t do so well finding out her girlfriend was in love with someone else.”
“What do I do about Belén?” Camila asked in a whisper. “If I tell her, will it cause another big blowup?”
“I don’t know, baby girl. I don’t know your girlfriend well enough. If you do tell her, I think the best way to do it would be in a quiet moment, with a plan of what you’re going to say.”
“You mean, instead of roaming the sorority house and stirring up drama?”
“You said it – are you wrong?”
Camila buried her face in Betty’s awesome cleavage. “Mommy, no fair.”
“I think you need some baby time. Does that sound good?”
“Yes please.”
“It just so happens Mommy has something for her baby girl right here…” Betty slipped her wrap top off her shoulder, shifting until one of her huge, beautiful breasts was staring Camila in the face.
Camila closed her eyes as her lips fastened around Betty’s nipple. The soft gasp from her Mommy stirred heat down deep in Camila’s diaper. Comfort, closeness, and physical intimacy without fraught emotions was exactly what she needed. As Betty revealed skin, she directed Camila’s mouth to each newly exposed spot. With every change of position, she wiggled Camila out of a piece of clothing.
They found themselves under the covers, skin to skin, wordlessly exploring each other’s bodies with fingers and lips. A warm, loving glow enveloped Camila over every inch of her skin. She was bare except for her diaper, Betty’s gorgeous, lush body was completely nude. Without purpose or urgency, they played together until they fell into a cozy doze. It was almost enough to make Camila forget the revelation she was keeping from her girlfriend. Almost.
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So much drama!
My gosh. On today’s episode of As The Mobile Turns.
