Since he was in college, Hector wanted to try something he always heard about in college: join a fraternity! Of course, Hector knew he would first have to be accepted before joining the "brotherhood." Since they were having a meeting tonight and Hector was invited by one of his college roommates, he decided this might be the one for him.

Hector is a handsome young man with blonde hair and teal eyes. He was a very laidback student, but he considered himself lucky to always be passing every class he had every taken. Getting into Springfield University was a huge deal for him. He had wanted to join this college due to his dad getting into and one of the campus, Hector was hooked. Unlike him though, Hector's dad wasn't one for joining fraternities and warned him about pledging. And Hector... paid no attention to that detail.

Which led him to getting dressed for the small dinner for the fraternity. The handsome blonde combed his hair to "perfection." He had on a white dress shirt adorned by a black suit jacket. A preppy red and blue striped bow tie was clipped around his collar. He placed his golden watch around his right wrist and some cuff links on the sleeves. His tan trousers were buckled with a black belt and hid black over the calf dress socks which was also hidden by his black tassel loafers he decided to wear for the dinner party.

Arriving to the dinner party, Hector took noticed that not many people were here. He saw about twenty three men in the ballroom and went to a table where he met some off the other men who came, most of them were the members of the fraternity. The dinner got on its way shortly at 6:30 PM. It was a fancy dinner, so everyone ate with proper etiquette.

Then the dinner party came to a halt and everyone turned their hands towards the table on the stage where three members of the fraternity sat. Each man was wearing a distinguished suit, a different colored suit with the corresponding lighter shade dress shirts, slacks, tie, socks, and black dress shoes.

"Greetings and welcome to our fraternity! I hope you are all enjoying yourselves. Because tonight, we offer you to the chance to pledge," one of the men said.

This immediately got Hector's attention. He had a chance! And he was so about to take it.

The men ended their speech and dinner resumed. Thirty minutes later, they asked the question that Hector was ready for.

"Would anyone be interested in joining our fraternity?"

Hector's hand immediately shot up, excited to join this group. It seemed nice so far. Although, he was the only one that rose his hand, -probably due to the fact that many of the attendees were already members- but nonetheless he was super excited to pledge. The men beckoned him up to the stage, secretly smirking. This "lucky" man is about to get a pledging of his life.

Arriving on in front of the three men, Hector wore a bold smile. He answered their questions in a polite manner, wanting to make a good first impression. Then came the pledging portion. The leaders led Hector to a secluded room with tons of plastic wrapping along the floor and walls. Hector ignored their "taste" of background. And shortly after, the men began their initiation.

Hector pondered the reasoning the behind being escorted into this room...

And received a nice whipped cream pie to his face, courtesy of one of the brotherhood members.

Gasping at the action, the pledging member did his best to wipe the cream from his eyes. The pastry was slammed into his face, having exploded from the collision and splattered against his jacket. Running down his blazer, streaks were formed and crust was falling onto the plastic wrapped floor. Hector shook his head, slowly coming to realize how this pledging would go...

As the men smirked.

Each of the three threw a pie at Hector. Only six though, including the one he just received. One collided into his chest, mucking the dress shirt and blazer, another engraved crust onto his neck and bow tie. Two plastered his slacks and crotch -giving him a quick arousing feeling- and the final one smothered his face. Hector still reacted in shock, receiving both his pledging and humiliation.

And that was the end though...

After being blinded from the six pies, Hector was "escorted" to a seat. He was able to wipe the remaining cream off of his eyes and was coincidentally looking up.

Where he was greeted with a deluge of blue thick slime.

The substance ran down his face and body, engulfing him completely. Knowing this pledging was just downright humiliating, he couldn't help but start to grow a bulge in his slacks. The pouring eventually stop, the contents having left the box above his seat. Getting the slime off his eyes -along with any remaining pie- he was able see where he was: a gunge tank. This explains why the slime was delivered in a proper order.

Ignoring the slime that had entered his loafers, he rose up before being presented to a mirror, courtesy of his three "tormentors."

Hector looked utter unpresentable. His handsome face oozed with thick slime and his blonde hair was drenched. Not to mention, the pledging member also had pie contents still lingered all over his body. The white dress shirt and black suit jacket became stained in both of the events, slime being more apparent considering that was recent. The pastry impacts caused his bow tie to become tilted and engulfed in the contents, seeing as the slime did not reach there. The tan trousers were in the same condition as Hector's suit. As mentioned before, his black tassel loafers were filled with slime on the inside, while on the outside both substances consumed by them. Not to mention his black otc socks were in the same manner. Overall, Hector hoped this initiation was done.

His theory was confirmed when the three smartly dressed men's began to applaud him for completing his pledging.

"Welcome to the Gunge Fraternity!" they cheered with a big banner. All Hector could do was smile...

Even though he was completely trashed.