You go to your old gym, hoping to see if you can market your skills as a fighter

You push open the door to your old gym, the familiar smell of sweat and worn leather hitting you like a punch to the gut. You're immediately struck by the sea of female faces, all of whom seem to be staring at you with a mixture of curiosity and amusement. You're the only man in the gym, and it's a feeling that's both intimidating and emasculating.

As you make your way deeper into the gym, you notice a group of women gathered around the free weights, their toned arms and legs a testament to the power of the Dom Pill. One of them, a tall, athletic blonde with a ponytail and a sleeve of tattoos, catches your eye and raises an eyebrow.

The woman strides towards you, her ponytail swaying with each step. She's clad in a black tank top and leggings that accentuate her toned physique, her sleeve of tattoos a vibrant display of nature and mythical creatures. Her bright blue eyes twinkle with amusement as she takes in Jake's presence.

"Hello," she greets, her voice deep and self-assured. "I'm Rachel. You're the first man who's shown up here in years. You know this is a fighting gym right?" She raises an eyebrow, her gaze sweeping over your form.

Ignoring the jitters you feel, you respond. "I think men should still be allowed to train, I used to be known as a great fighter. I'd like to just practice again."

Rachel's initial amusement swiftly morphs into disbelief as she absorbs your words. Her laughter, a rich, deep sound, reverberates through the gym, drawing the attention of the other women. "You think a boy like yourself should be allowed to train here?" she echoes, her voice is incredulous. "You can't be serious. What gives you the confidence that you'd even hold your own?"

She steps closer to you, her eyes gleaming with challenge. "We've all seen the spectacle when men attempt to match us. It's... mildly amusing, at best." Her gaze scrutinizes your physique, her expression unimpressed. "You're not exactly the epitome of intimidation, either."

She pauses, a cunning smile playing on her lips. "But, I'm intrigued. How about we make a deal, if you can go in that ring and avoid being tapped by me in two minutes, I'll sponsor you and let you train here. So how about it?"