focus on training and call in your friends

?Alright, alright,? you chuckle, returning her kisses slowly to calm her down some. ?You can thank the hell out of me tonight. We?re wastin? daylight, and you wanted to take this seriously.?

?Mhmm,? she nods, blushing as she sets you down. ?But thank you so much. I?m just so lucky to have the best master in the world.?

?Just returning the favor to the best pet in the world,? you smile, patting her bottom and opening up a locker.

You hand her a large red singlet, fitting her snugly, almost a second skin. It?s a deep red color, with bright blue letters spelling ?Drink Me? across her massive chest. Its low cut chest region showed off her cleavage and a bit of sideboob, clinging so tight to her chubby behind that most of it remained bare. There was a white circle on the back, in case either one of you thought of something new for it or she wound up joining a stable of some kind.

Once she?s all changed, you call in your friends. Some wrestling friends, some gym trainers or amateur athletes/fighters, and a few of their anthro partners enter. Betsy shakes hands and plants friendly kisses on the other animorphs? cheeks. ?Nice to meet you all, and thank you too. I?ll try my best so your training doesn?t go to waste!? Betsy says determinedly.