The grand sorority house stood tall, its Mission Revival architecture casting long shadows over the perfectly manicured lawn. Inside, the hushed whispers of 24 beautiful young girls echoed through the ornate halls, their excitement palpable as they buzzed about the arrival of their new housemaster. Angeltits, the sorority leader, adjusted her dress and smoothed her long blonde hair as she stood before the mirrored doors. "Girls, our moment has come," she announced, her voice steady and her gaze commanding. "Daddy is finally here, and we must be ready to please him in every way." The girls clustered together, their large breasts pressing against each other as they shared the warmth of anticipation. "With Daddy," Angeltits continued, "our lives will change. He will care for us, guide us, and ensure our obedience. Each of you is beautiful, with your delicate features and perfect figures. Remember, it is our duty to make him happy, to worship his attention as he does ours." "The chambers are prepared," one of the girls whispered, her eyes wide with excitement. "The queen-size beds are made, and everything is ready for a man's touch." Angeltits nodded, her perfect breasts rising and falling with each breath. "You know your roles. Let us welcome Daddy with the respect and pleasure he deserves."