Working it out

As Enzo joined the rest of his class and lined up on the field, he was beginning to feel a little nervous about the changes his body was going through... But if he'd known the whole truth, he'd have felt a hell of a lot worse.

Gary Aleph had spiked his already-potent cum with a number of ****, designed to alter whoever had the good fortune to chug it down. In Gary's mind, he was doing it all to help his future son-in-law... And he spared no expense. The Alpha hand-picked a **** cocktail, just for Enzo. He knew he'd be at school when they kicked in, so IQ dampeners were out--That just wouldn't be fair. But anything and everything else that got Enzo more Alpha cum in his system was on the table. Sure, the reason Enzo was doing this was to improve his body, not become a cum slut... But why couldn't the two go hand-in-hand? He knew that plenty of the Alpha students at Enzo's school must be doping, so if he could make it more likely that they'd use Enzo as their cum dumpster, then the boy would be getting more doses than he alone could ever provide.

The first class activity was stretching, and Enzo was amazed at how much more limber he'd become... All thanks to Gary's use of FlexiFriend ("Helps get that deep stretch™"). The rest of the class was amazed, too--Especially Tom and some of the other guys. When Enzo bent over and put his palms on the ground, without needing to bend his knees in the slightest, his ass stretched his shorts so tightly that it seemed to be inviting them over...

...Which it was, in a way. Gary's loads were laced with AlphAttract, and it was just beginning to activate. He'd had some leftover pills from the days when he liked to dump a dose inside a Local gal, take her out on the town, and watch all the other Alphas, Betas, and Locals eye-fucking her as they drank in her newfound pheromones. Sometimes, he'd even let them have a go at her holes. But today, it was Enzo exuding that fuck-me aura.

The only person that could keep the Alphas in Enzo's class in line was Sonya, the gym teacher... And discipline was her trademark. She blew the whistle, and got everyone started off with laps--But she quickly realized that something wasn't right.

The class seemed to be slowing down and speeding up again with each lap. She looked a bit closer, and saw that each time they went around the field, several of the guys (and some of the girls) would slap the ass of one of the students. Sonya could see why: that girl had one massive booty. Sure, her chest was nothing to write home about, but that kiddo had something going on. Each time she got another tap from behind, she would shudder--Though they certainly didn't look distressed. Nevertheless, a distraction like this in Sonya's class was unacceptable.

She called everyone over, and had them pair off. If they were all split up, then maybe little-miss-badonkadonk wouldn't be a problem. Wrestling was the topic of the day, and a little grappling and floorwork would be good for everyone.

But when Sonya came around to check on the bootylicious girl's technique, she realized that it wasn't a girl at all.

"Enzo!?"

"Y-yes, Miss?"

What on Earth had Enzo done to himself? Was he getting body mods? He looked positively androgynous, now... And any claim to masculinity he had left was most definitely not being helped by his wrestling partner.

"Tom, is it? Since when does a top mount involve thrusting your crotch into your partner's rear end?"

"I can't help it, Miss! This ass, it's calling me."

"That's enough of that. Get back into the proper form." She cleared her throat. "Now, Enzo... Get your legs up around Tom. You're going for a hip escape. Use your--Enzo Slater, what on Earth is that between your legs?"

"I-I can't help it. My cock just won't go down, Miss. And the things Tom was saying he'd do to me--"

"Don't blame this on someone else. In all my days as a teacher, I have never seen such a wanton display from a Local. You are disrupting my class, Mister. On your feet! Since you seem unable to work with others today, you can work out with me."

Sonya dragged Enzo over and positioned him in front of the class, his cock very obviously tenting the front of his shorts... And creating a growing wet patch from the pre-cum his balls were churning out. She started with the basics: her on top, Enzo on the bottom.

I bet he's used to that, Sonya thought. Something about this kid was causing her usual steely demeanor to crack.

"Listen, Enzo. If you're not going to learn even the basic moves, how are you going to master the advanced techniques?" She re-positioned herself over Enzo. He was still on his back, but now Sonya was kneeling over him, her legs on either side of his body. "Do you even remember how to escape this position?"

She stared down into his eyes, looking for an answer... But she didn't see one. Enzo's gaze was unfocused, almost dreamlike. He was letting out little gasps, barely loud enough to hear. Sonya felt some movement from his arms as they brushed against her legs. Good, at least he's trying to--

"Enzo Slater, are you jerking off in my class?!"

Now everyone's attention was firmly fixed on the scene playing out at the front of the class. Enzo was on his back, torso pinned under the teacher, and he was using his free hands to shimmy down his shorts and masturbate in front of everybody. It was like he couldn't help himself... He didn't seem embarrassed at all, lost in a fog of euphoria.

And as if by magic, the rest of the class seemed to be affected too. Girls were surreptitiously tweaking their nipples, or fondling their clits through their shorts. Boys were pawing at their junk out of some sudden, mysterious need for release. Even Sonya was feeling the effects, she realized with horror. Her pulse quickened, and she felt the shivering rush of adrenaline surging through her tightly-muscled body. She looked down at him once more, trying to understand what was happening.

This is my class, he's just a Local student--But why is he turning me on like this? No, I've got to keep order. God, he even SMELLS good? Oh, to hell with this.

"Enzo, since you seem so keen on behaving like a horny little femboy... You're going to be treated like one."