Best Revenge comes in Little Packages (Chapter 1) (Patreon)

A part of Alice knew that the package seemed suspicious, but she didn’t really think much of it before it was much too late.

Alice Harding was a junior at her university and a self-described role models for how other girls should go about their college careers. She was decently skilled at her chosen major, but focusing on schoolwork was the least of Alice’s interests. Growing up in a fairly conservative household, Alice always had felt constrained and held back by her seemingly mild mannered family. The moment she got the chance to go away to college she did so immediately and instantly thrived in the new world that college offered to her. Joining the most popular sorority was one of the first things she strived to do. (A task which few others matched her skill at achieving so quickly.) After that, boys and parties were just two examples of things that allowed Alice to boost her social standing and make her own experience at college just as much of a drug and alcohol induced whirlwind as most movies depict it to be.

Even her bedroom at the sorority was something Alice prided herself in. Having previously lived in a household filled with what she thought of as dull and passionless people, Alice was thrilled when she got the chance to deck out her new room in even more exquisite and “aesthetic” ways as she would say. She only wanted the perfect satin sheets, the most beautiful feminine pillow covers, and only the softest yet gorgeous looking furniture.

The pretty redhead’s love for her designer decorations, sex, and parties was one thing; but what ultimately put her at odds with other people was her incurable need to flaunt her possessions as well as her status to others. One such individual was a girl named Rose.

Rose, a sophomore, was the total opposite of Alice. She was extremely book smart, had little love for loud social gatherings, and couldn’t care less about something like a sorority. Having such a different philosophy about college life as her own, quickly put Rose on Alice’s radar. Rose thought her days of being bullied by prissy douchebags was behind her, but pretty Alice seemed overjoyed whenever she got the chance to torment her. She honestly didn’t care about Alice’s bickering for the most part and did what she could to ignore and avoid her, but things changed when Alice discovered Rose’s deep dark secret.

Thanks to a birth defect, Rose had lived her whole life with a bladder problem. It just didn’t work as well as most people’s which left young Rose with a lot of little accidents. By the age of 20, which she was now, Rose had long learned to live with it and just made sure she took more bathroom breaks than most people during the day. At night though, she had no other option than to wear protection. It wasn’t a big deal really, she had been for basically her whole life, but things changed when Alice found out.

Using her sorority connections, Alice found out who Rose’s RA was and managed to sneak into Rose’s room one day to look for anything she could use against the girl. It didn’t take her long to find it. Rose, who didn’t have a roommate nor almost had anyone else in her room, didn’t have it that well-hidden cause why would she need to?

When Alice found the packages of adult diapers she was overjoyed at her luck. She snapped a few pictures, stuffed a few of the diapers into her bag and was quickly gone.

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A few days later, Rose was headed to class, still somewhat bemused over how several of her things had seemed out of place in her room when she’d returned the other day. All became clear though when she arrived in class.

Written in huge letters on the white board read the words,

BABY ROSE

And around the words were at least a dozen photos of Rose’s bedroom, making it clear who the room belonged to, with her packs of diapers and cleaning supplies and a picture of a highchair and a pacifier that certainly were not hers for good measure. Rose felt white hot anger bubbling inside of her.

The teacher, who always arrived to the classroom last, walked in not long after Rose did and was furious. He quickly tore the pictures down and erased the white board, while demanding to know who had done this. Nobody in the classroom fessed up either because they were in on it or truly didn’t know. Rose already knew who it was though as she glared at the giggling little redhead, twirling her hair and waving at her from the far back row.

Because he had no idea who’d done it, the teacher could only do so much other than yelling at the class and excusing Rose for the day if she wanted to leave.

Keeping a cool head and not wanting the humiliation to noticeably get to her, Rose denied the offer and took her seat calmly. She was thankful to the kind teacher, but didn’t need the school to punish the one who’d wronged her. She was going to get revenge herself...
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This story was written by Zander Chesney

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