Continue to campus.

You head the rest of the way to campus, wondering what more you can do to test your powers. When you get out near the quad, you see a group of three frat boy-types hanging around and laughing loudly. You hang around in the shadows long enough to pick up some of their conversation.

"Dude, you know he's a fag, right?" one of them says.

Another one looks shocked. "Oh, no!" he says.

"What is it?"

"I told him that we should hang out sometime! Now he's gonna think I'm hitting on him, fuck!"

"Bruh," the third one says.

At a school like this, you're used to hearing this kind of talk. Usually, you would just avert your eyes and walk to class silently, but now, knowing that you don't have to sit idle, you decide to step in.

"Who are you guys talking about?" you say.

The frat boys look over your slight frame and turn to each other in amusement.

"Why do you care? You a fag too?"

You're starting to shake a little bit. In theory, your power should give you some dominance in this situation, but you're filled with doubt all the same. What if your first experiment was a fluke? What if it turns out you don't have any powers at all? You barely manage to stammer, "What do you guys have against gay people?"

One of them says, "Look, I don't got nothing against them, it's just, whatever kind of shit they do, they need to keep that to themselves, because no one needs to hear about it."

You decide to take the plunge. You turn to this man and ask him, "If gay people make you so uncomfortable, let me ask you a question. Would you rather be gay, or wet yourself right now?"

The two others say "What the fuck kind of question is that, you little freak?" But the one you addressed answers the question: "No way I would ever be gay," he says.

As he speaks these words, you feel your heart pound. The three men look at you menacingly. These may be the most nerve-racking seconds of your life. Then, the one you addressed shouts, "Oh shit!"

His friends turn to see a wet stain spreading across his crotch and down his legs. "Bro, you didn't have to actually do it!" one of them shouts. "It was just a question!"

"Fuck, I have to go change," he says. "I'll meet you in class." And he runs off.

The two remaining men turn to you. "Bro, I don't know how you got him to do that, but you're fucked up, man."