School daze

Getting ready for school wasn't easy for Enzo that morning. He had the right books and his bag all together, but lugging all that while nursing a bellyful of cum (and after having been mercilessly face-fucked for the better part of an hour) was hard. At least he'd had the time to clean off, and put on the baggiest shirt he could find; that way no one could tell he looked genuinely pregnant underneath. His face was red and his mouth ached, but that would pass.

Homeroom came and went as usual. Some of the guys noticed his new choice of clothes, but Enzo deflected their questions: "I'm just... Trying new things."

His thoughts flashed back to his time under the kitchen table that morning. Yeah, that's for sure.

Gradually his overloaded belly shrank down, and by lunch he even had something resembling an appetite... But that wasn't the only change he noticed. When he sat down with his tray at his usual table, he noticed how much comfier the bench felt.

Looking down, he saw it was the same old, hard plastic. Of course they wouldn't put cushions on them... But then why--

His mind raced back to when his mom had been drilling him from behind. She'd said something about his butt, hadn't she? At the time, well, he couldn't pay much attention to what she was saying... Not with the massive amount of cum he was **** down... But maybe his body really was changing? And so quickly, too?

Curious, he pulled up his sleeves. His arms were definitely coming along; he had biceps! And triceps! They weren't huge, but they were there. Weirdly, they barely looked that masculine at all underneath his smooth skin. Wait, smooth? Where had his body hair gone? It looked like he'd waxed his arms.

Enzo quickly pulled out his phone so he could see his own face reflected back at him. His stubble, too--It was all gone.

What kind of Alpha **** are these? Is this a new style? I mean, hairy guys are pretty out of fashion, I guess. Gary must've loaded up on some kind of skin-care pills.

Enzo nodded to himself. Everything was going to plan; he just had to get used to his growing Alpha bod. A little surprise here and there was just part of the deal.

"Something on your mind, babe?"

Allie's voice jolted him out of his reverie. She was standing just behind him, looking as cheerful as ever. Her skin-tight top was surprisingly clean this time, though there was a large rip down the front.

She noticed her boyfriend staring. "Like it? Marcus wanted me to be comfortable showing more cleavage."

"That's... Nice of him?"

Allie giggled. "Well, actually, his exact words were more like, 'not being able to reach over and fuck jugs that big is a crime.'"

"That sounds more like Marcus." They both chuckled at that.

"So, how was your morning?" she asked.

"Oh, well I went straight home after leaving your place... And, uh..."

"Go on! I already know that part."

"Gary helped me out with some **** of his own."

Allie gasped so loudly that people two tables over turned their heads. "Did he fuck your face, or what!?"

"Ssssh! Allie, not so loud! I don't want the whole school thinking I'm some sort of cum slut or something."

Allie didn't reply to that. She just tilted her head and raised one eyebrow.

"Look, what I'm doing is for me, and for you. Look at this! My arms are massive now!" Enzo scrunched up his sleeve and flexed his arm as hard as he could.

"I dunno about massive, babe, but they are smooth as fuck. Do you moisturize? You know, I thought you looked a bit different when I sat down. Your face is... I don't know, you look so--"

Hot? Handsome? Hunky?

"Cute!" Not quite what Enzo was going for, but if it made his girlfriend happy... He smiled as she continued. "Don't tell me this is all because of Alpha jizz?"

He nodded bashfully.

"Aw, who's my Local... Guy?"

"Me?"

"You know it!"

At that moment the bell rang. Allie straightened up, gave Enzo a cheeky wink, then strode off to her next class.