Doing the right thing felt bad sometimes, but it had to be done. If we wanted, we could have beaten up everyone at that party with ease. That was not the way to make a group of good friends. That was the way to become their number 1 enemy in the school. That is, if the backlash did not get us expelled. We had to play it cool. Freaking out would only create much more stress and problems. We made our way back to the dorms and hung out for a bit with the others before going splitting off into our separate ways. I made sure to quickly circle back and give Emory and Amias the 2 pink pills each to make them stronger. I took another as well. Keeping them safe and together was simply part of the job. Once they could stand on their own, I had them go to their rooms. The next day we walked about in the park together. We could run and play before having to go to the gym. When we got over to the trainer, we all took turns beating the shit out of him. He had no clue what hit him. That was fun for me. I watched him roll out the ring and walk off. A new trainer stepped up. He was a big softie.
Everyone was curious about how it was going to go. We were all surprised when he was not a racist asshat to all the minorities in the group. He just rolled his eyes. "You step into my ring, you're family. I'm not going to go easy on you, but you earned your spot here in the gym. Jacob doesn't go easy on outsiders. If you got passed him, you proved yourself to everyone that comes here." True to his word, he beat the shit out of us in open sparring. He did however, give basic training sessions on particular moves that we could use. These were very useful. Before, it was just endurance and footwork with the last trainer. Most of our bodies were slowly getting more fit and toned as we exercised and trained. Exception to this were Abner and Myles. Their bodies were filling out more effeminately. Wider hips, fatter ass, rounder face. They were looking more like Candace. The chance was sudden. All the others easily passed for betas. Abner and Myles were only just questionable. My guess was that it was because the womb pills. It made them more womanly to compensate. I shook my head.
Finding the words, I said what I thought to them. They were both pretty miffed. "That's not fucking fair!" Abner grumbled. It really was not fair to them, but that was just how their bodies worked. They took the pills. Even 10 minutes later, he was still pouting. Emory just slapped Abner hard in the ass. The slap rang out in the open air. He looked pissed as he rubbed the sore ass cheek. "What the fuck's your problem!?" he yelled. "Stop whining. You did this to yourself with those dumbass pills. You still have a dick, don't you!? You're fine." he said in annoyance. I got in the middle to stop the hotheads from fighting. "You might want to either try topping more often or cool it with sex altogether." I offered. I had no clue if that would actually work. That just seemed to be a good idea in my head. Myles looked totally horrified with that last option. "Looks like I'm going to be hitting the gym more often." he said. It was such an overreaction, that we all, including Abner, laughed. Myles soon joined in when he got what was happening. Now that the rough part was over, we could see the real humor.
It was clear what was going on. We were growing in strength and power. The guys all still had their insecurities about the new developments in their bodies. There was a clear role to play. Nothing I could do as a beta male other than help and watch over them would make a difference. As long as I can make sure they don't get attacked by alphas, most things will fall into place. When Monday came around, I wanted to see what type of clubs they had to offer students. This was a rich and prestigious school, so they had a full selection of extracurricular activities. I wanted to pick a good one for us. Since we had the pills to make us better at everything, it only made sense that we would do something physical. They had lots of things listed that fit that category. Those were the judo, karate, kendo, fencing, archery, baseball, soccer, volleyball, track and field, hockey, gymnastics, football, basketball, tennis, curling and bowling clubs. It really was a giant list. Much more than my high school. While some were more popular than others, each of the clubs had enough to make a team for competition.
