Evan sat in the passenger seat of Mike's car with the windows down. Today had been fairly warm–a sign that summer was here, but thankfully the evening air offered a cool breeze. He was ready to get back to their dorm so he could study. Next week was finals week and he planned to ace the exams.

Mike pulls over and comes to a stop. Evan looks around and sees a house across the street blaring loud music and lights. They were clearly not at their dorm.

"Mike... where are we?" Evan asked, more than a little annoyed.

Mike grins excitedly, "We're at the Delta Phi Sorority house."

Evan waited for him to say more, but Mike just started climbing out of the car.

"Wait!" Evan shouted as he also got out of the car. "Mike... why are we at the Delta Phi house?"

"For their big party, of course! Lily invited me and even gave me a plus one." Mike grinned, proud of himself. "And you're the lucky one this time."

"Mike! You know I hate parties... besides I need to study!" Evan said as he followed Mike toward the house.

"Evan... as your friend... you seriously need to get out and socialize. College isn't just about reading dusty old tomes, you know?" Mike said.

"Yeah, but..." Evan tried to argue, but they were rapidly approaching the house.

"Besides, Sara will be here. I've heard the way you talk about her..." Mike said with a knowing glance.

"I... guess... that might be fun to finally hang out with her outside of class," Evan admits. "And missing one night of studying won't kill me."

"That's the spirit!" Mike says with a pat on Evan's back.

Evan's bookish frame flinched a little at Mike's pat. Mike was on the football team and sometimes forgot his own strength.

"Just... promise me you won't ditch me this time," Evan said.

He waited for Mike to reply, but there was only the thumping of music. Evan looked over his shoulder and saw that Mike was gone.

"Ugh," Evan grunted, annoyed. "I guess I'll grab a drink..."

Evan wandered over to the makeshift bar area. There was an impressive assortment of every possible drink someone might want. Delta Phi certainly spared no expense when it came to supplying thirsty college students.

A series of giant glass pitchers along the wall caught his attention. It contained an ocean-blue liquid labeled 'Jungle Juice'. Evan had heard of Delta Phi's famous Jungle Juice before... all of his classmates on campus said it was a must-have if you attended a Delta Phi party. Evan carefully poured a cup.

"Bottoms up!" Evan took a sip. He was surprised at how good it was. He quickly finished the cup and poured another. He quaffed down that one too. He could barely taste the alcohol in it, but knew he'd need to slow down–no matter how good it was.

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"Hey, Lily!" Mike said as he walked up to a group of girls. Lily was with her two friends, Amy and Mia.

"Mike!" Lily said as she jumped out of her chair to give Mike a hug. Her fairly large chest pressed against Mike. She was quite a bit shorter than him at only 5'2".

"I'm so glad you made it!" Lily smiled, still pressing her body against his. She admired his 6'1" tall frame.

"How's the weather down there?" Mike teased, poking fun at their height difference.

Lilly pulled away from hugging Mike and stamped her foot on the ground.

"Why don't you come down here and say that!" Lily fumed, playing along.

"I don't know... I might step on you, you're so short." Mike laughs.

"I... I'm not that short!" Lily punched his arm lightly. "Oh! Have you met Mia and Amy yet?"

Mike looked over at the other two women sitting around the table. He shook his head.

"This is Amy," Lily pointed to the woman with chestnut brown hair and glasses. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail.

"She's a sociology major and a legacy. Her mom was in Delta Phi and now works at a big pharmaceutical company!" Lily explained.

Amy waved politely.

"And this is–" Lily started to introduce Amy.

"Hi, I'm Amy." Amy stood up and shook Mike's hand. She wore athletic wear that showed off her fit and toned body.

"I know you! You're on the Volleyball team, right?" Mike asked.

"Yup, that's me!" Mia beamed.

"That was a hell of a game yesterday! You're really good!!" Mike gushed. He desperately wanted to talk shop with a fellow athlete.

"Th-thanks," Mia blushed a little, unsure of how to react.

A look of jealousy flashed across Lily's face. 

"Hey! Why don't we play a game?" Lily asked, changing the subject.

 "How about beer pong?" Mia's competitive spirit lit up.

"Count me in!" Mike said excitedly.

The three turned to Amy who was still sitting down.

"Twist my arm..." Amy rolled her eyes. "Fine, but no crying when Mia and I beat you."

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As they were racking their cups to begin the game, Lily pulled Mike aside. 

"Hey... I'm already a few hard seltzers in... do you think you could drink all of the drinks this round?" she asked sheepishly.

"It won't matter, I'll win so fast we won't even have to drink." Mike laughed, "But if one slips through, I'll be sure to drink it for you."

Lily rolled her eyes and poured drinks into the cups. Mike noticed it was a strange, ocean-blue-colored liquid.

"What is that?" he asked.

"You've never had Delta Phi's Jungle Juice before?" Lily asked, surprised. "You're going to love it!"

Mike looked over and saw that Amy and Mia were filling their cups with a hard seltzer.

"Okay, sure. I'll try it." Mike agreed.

Amy, Mia, Lily, and Mike finish racking the cups and begin their game.

Mike and Lily are up first. Mike lines up his shot and easily sinks it in.

"Boo ya! Who's gonna be crying when they lose?" Mike laughed.

Mia and Amy gave a sour look to Mike.

Next, Lily threw her ping pong ball. Not only did she miss the cups, but she missed the table altogether. She sheepishly shrugged at Mike.

"Sorry, I should've told you I'm terrible at this game," she admitted.

Mia and Amy grinned excitedly, it was their turn now. Mia was the first to go and easily sank her shot. Amy's ball was quick to follow. Since they both made it, their rules dictated that they'd get to go again.

Once again, Mia carefully lined up her shot. It landed in another cup with a soft plop. Amy's ball followed behind but missed, bouncing off the table.

Mike grabbed the three cups they made and chugged them. It had a good, complex flavor–not too sweet and not too overpowering.

"Wow! You weren't kidding... This is good stuff." Mike said to Lily with genuine surprise.

Once again Mike made his shot, but Lily missed. 

Mike's shoulders slumped. This was going to be a very difficult game.

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"Careful, dude. That stuff's strong." a feminine voice said from behind Evan.

Evan turned around to see Sara. Her glowing blonde hair featured pink highlights. Her bright green eyes were fixed on him. She looked stunning.

Sara suddenly reached past him to grab a beer. She positioned her body as close to Evan as possible while she did so, just like she would in their Chemistry Lab. She loved to watch how he reacted to her advances.

"I... uh..." Evan didn't know what to say with her so close to him. "I mean... It's mostly juice, right? I can barely taste the alcohol."

"Suit yourself." Sara laughed as she pulled back and cracked open her beer. "Just remember I warned you."

Evan laughed nervously, unsure of what to do. This was his first time meeting Sara outside of class and he was terrible in social situations. He had developed a bit of a crush on her due to all the time spent together during their Chemistry Lab class.

"I don't normally see you at these parties," Sara commented. "What makes tonight special?"

"You're right... normally I'm at home studying now." Evan laughed. "But my roommate dragged me here."

"Well, I'm glad he did," Sara said with a playful glint in her eye. 

Evan's heart skipped a beat. What did she mean by that? Was she only teasing? He couldn't help but overanalyze.

"You know, I was gonna go get some fresh air in the backyard. Wanna join me?" Sara offered, filling in the awkward silence.

"S-sure!" Evan stammered.

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Mia and Amy had three cups left, while Mike and Lily were down to only one. It was Mike's turn to throw and Amy and Mia hovered their boobs over the cups, shaking them. They were hoping to distract Mike, but he was far too competitive to be distracted by simple titillation.

Mike lined up his shot, but something was wrong. His clothes felt... loose? He shook his head. It must be the alcohol. He opted to remove his shirt to prevent it from messing up his shot.

Amy, Mia, and Lily all gasped as Mike revealed his well-toned body.

"Is... it getting hot in here?" Mia asked, blushing.

Amy punched Mia in the arm. "We're supposed to be distracting him!"

He grinned at their reaction, enjoying the attention.

Mia and Amy returned to shaking their tits over the cups.

Mike carefully lined up the shot. He had made this shot hundreds of times before and knew he could make it in his sleep. He couldn't shake this strange feeling in the back of his mind that something was... off. 

He shook his head–and this strange feeling–out of his head. He lined up his shot and threw the ping pong ball... and missed. The ping pong bounced a few inches shy of its mark. Mike's jaw dropped, surprised.

Mia and Amy high-fived.

"It worked!" Mia giggled.

"No man can resist!" Amy grinned mischievously as she pushed her boobs together.

"I thought you said you were good at this game!" Lily said, punching him in the arm.

The weight of Lily's punch was unusually strong, was she actually upset?

"Don't worry–we'll get them next time, pipsqueak." Mike teased as he turned to face Lily. 

Mike stepped back in surprise. Lily was now only a few inches shorter than him.

"Wh-what's happening?" Mike said, his voice cracked with fear.

Lily turned to look at Mike and immediately gasped, putting one hand over her mouth.

"You... you're..." Lily can't find the words in utter shock.

"He's shrinking!" Amy said with giddy glee. "OMG! It's working! I... I have to take notes!"

Mia rolled her eyes as Amy ran off. She looked over to Lily and Mike.

"So I guess I'll have to explain, then..." Mia sighed.

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Evan and Sara were in the backyard. They had found a somewhat quiet place to talk. They watched as the other partygoers played games, danced, and drank.

"So... what's it like being roommates with the infamous Mike?" Sara asked, trying to spark some conversation.

Evan couldn't help but sigh. Of course... Every woman that talked to him really only wanted to get to Mike.

"Oh, he's great. Absolutely the best. Yes, the rumors are true about his package." Evan said, rolling his eyes.

He disagreed with what he said and had truly never seen Mike's package. It was simply a practiced speech that Mike had instructed him to say if any girls tried to ask about him.

Sara raised an eyebrow.

"Really? Sounds like you have a crush on him." Sara giggled.

"What? No." Evan said, confused.

Sara's eyes glinted mischievously.

"Look, it's just something he told me to say if a girl came asking about him..." Evan explained.

"What?" Sara laughed, "Seriously?"

She stumbled backward. Evan looked bewildered. So, she wasn't just after Mike? This was... new.

"Okay, so tell me how you really feel. Isn't he a bit of a jerk? I mean, he totally ditched you when you got here." Sara said once she stopped laughing.

"Yeah," Evan said with a hint of salt. "He can be a real jerk sometimes. Then again it's not all bad. If he hadn't ditched me I don't think I'd be alone with you right now..."

Sara grinned, "Is that your attempt at flirting?"

"Maybe." Evan leaned in for a kiss but realized something was wrong.

"Are you... wearing heels?" Evan asked suddenly. He noticed that he was standing eye-to-eye with Sara. He typically stood a few inches taller than her.

"No?" Sara looked down at her feet. She was wearing thin sandals. She wiggled her toes to show him. She looked up and realized why Evan had asked.

"No way... are you... shrinking?" she said with a gasp.