Wren and April get their way into a sorority party for Christmas Eve and must engage in the questionable activities to fit in.

Wren and her best friend April were attending a sorority party in the next town over. It's not like they intended on pledging they were only there for the party; April just wanted to get drunk and maybe hookup. Roosevelt Leroux, a classmate of there's drove them in his mom's car; though April knew it had to be because of his obvious crush on Wren.

"How did you get an invite anyway?" Roosevelt asked.

"We uh..."

"What do you think we're not good enough to get invited to a college party?" April said sternly in the back seat.

"No...it's just..."

"Don't worry, your mom is going to get her crappy car back. Nothing is going to happen." Roosevelt's friend Peng Chong rode with April in the back seat, he couldn't stop sneaking a peek at her outfit; guests were encouraged to dress up for the annual Christmas Eve party. April went overboard like she always did, this time wearing a slutty Mrs. Claus outfit complete with short red skirt, frills and an opening for her faux cleavage, a pushup bra used to push what little she had together was visible with red and green sparkles.

"Stop looking at me, perv!" She snapped at Peng, he tried to pretend to casually look away unaware.

Wren was dressed in green and wore elf ears, her skirt wasn't nearly as short but she had longer, more slender legs; Roosevelt didn't seem to mind. Roosevelt looked back at April's sour looking face in the rearview, "Isn't this whole thing kind of degrading?"

"What are you trying to say, nerd?"

"I mean everyone there is just dressed up kind of..."

"Whorish?" Wren chuckled.

"That's one way of putting it."

"Are you saying I'm a whore? I am not that trashy! And for your information this is not some slut party, this sorority is the best in the state and highly regarded."

"Ok..."

"Jeez, calm down, April," Wren sneered, "I didn't realize how much this meant to you."

It was like a mansion. Huge green hedges and barred fence in front of this Barbie Dream house. Once they piled out of the car did they realize that the guys weren't exactly dressed for this; Roosevelt had on one of those ugly Christmas sweaters with a picture of a deer and red nose that was a bulb that lit up and Peng dressed in a vest jacket and jeans.

"God, this isn't a Christmas party at your dying aunt's house!"

Wren looked them both over, "You two look...nice."

They slipped in without showing ID. Everyone but April looked around unsure. Everything seemed overwhelming with how many managed to squeeze into this place. The music was loud and everyone seemed to want to dance them out of three room. They were pushed over to one end where the punch bowl was. After about five minutes of looking like the losers stood up at prom, Roosevelt spoke up.

"They were carding at the door and they were checking invitations."

"Who cares?" April rolled her eyes.

"None of us are old enough to drink!"

"Whoa! Say it a little louder!"

"It's fine," Wren assured him, "Just try and have some fun."

"I've got my ID right here!" April said, pushing her breasts up a little higher in the bra. Wren laughed, Peng tried not to stare and Roosevelt groaned.

"Nice costumes," a blonde with way too many highlights greeted the girls as she passed.

"Thanks!" Wren and April smiled back.

She walked back to talk to them, "You guys doing the shot challenge?"

"Huh?" Wren gave a funny look.

April nudged her in the rib to stop acting dumb, "Yes of course." April locked her arm with Wren and followed their new friend, leaving the boys behind; April looked back and stuck her tongue out at them . Walking to whatever the shot challenge was they both got a better look at some if the other party activities going on including keg stand, wet t-shirt and some type of jello wrestling going on with two women in bikinis inside of a large kiddie pool.

"Whoa, sluts a-hoy," April whispered to Wren.

They came to a table of more than a dozen shot glasses of tequilia lined up in a straight line. "Rules are simple, ladies. Both of you start drinking on your ends when the music starts. Try to get as many in your mouth before your friend.

"Wait, what?" Both asked at the same time. There was no time to argue, the music, some kind Spanish version of a Christmas song began playing. They ran to different ends of the table and got to drinking. For an inexperienced drinker, Wren was handling herself much better than April. April was furious and pounded six glasses on her side. The two friends ran for the 13th and final glass, it was bright red. April pushed Wren out of the way and slurped it back.

"We have a new champion!" The blonde took April's hand and lifted it up high. Everyone cheered. Wren was finding it hard to stand up straight without tripping. The drinking hit them fast but they were still ready for more.

Neither was sure how they were talked into jello wrestling. Wren was in her non-festive purple panties and bra while April was wearing green; a green thong that really showed off her ass. A guy in a red stripped shirt standing in as referee blew his whistle and the girls went at it, pushing each other down and rolling around the lime green and red cherry mess in the inflatable pool. Neither cared that they were rolling around half naked with each other for everyone to see, they laughed and continued until Wren had April pinned face down with her knee in her back. The guys and girls applauded, of course it was almost no contest since Wren had a lot of extra reach and April was nearly a foot shorter than her.

"It's almost midnight everyone! Come over to the fireplace!"

"Fireplace?" Wren raised an eyebrow.

"Get cleaned up, ladies, it's time for the best part of the night!"

Wren and April very drunkenly look at each other and toward the line up of people heading over to this massive fireplace. It seemed odd, why stop the party? April grimaced at the picture of a half man half monster above the pit.

More soon!