The New School Alpha

Some of Tom's greatest setbacks and grievances came from school. New Creek High was a cesspool of lies and power plays with a shiny coat of paint splashed all over its exterior. As the board boasted its amazing student performance records and historically high graduation rates to the state, the scene behind closed doors was defined by who was on top of whom. Tom so happened to be at the bottom of the chain. Whatever his colleagues or his teachers wanted, he would have no other choice but to bend over backwards and obey. The repercussions of refusing any request he had gotten used to long ago, together with every other sorry soul who had tried to make a stand. Every now and then, when the wolves come out to play, more than one defenseless little lamb had been thrown into the woods to spare what little sanity was left by the others. As far as he knew, the school had been this degenerate for years.

He had no intention of fixing something so broken. In fact, doing so would make his future school life far too boring. With the God device and his new studly reputation, he was no longer a lamb, but an alpha wolf unlike anything those bastards had ever seen. He could orchestrate the end of their regime. He could become the omnipotent ruler of his kingdom. He could become anything he wanted and so much more. With the cum spewing barrel of his cock, he was going to have the time of his life.

He arrived at school the next morning. The place was in its usual chaos of rampaging cliques and mayhem. It was a mad scramble for most people to clamber towards their groups for safety. As he entered the school grounds from the sidewalk, he could already see a few jocks pushing some of the smaller kids around. The preps were preening and judging from the outdoor benches. The herds of nerds who gathered in threes to fives were busy bee lining their way toward the front double doors. Already some of the teachers were reprimanding a few groups about smoking. Some had already given up to 'advise' them not to light up on school grounds, low key suggesting they do not really care any more. It was a noisy affair to be a student here and for a moment, his self defense mechanisms started to kick in. Then, he felt the God device safely tucked away inside his pocket. The same burst of confidence he felt when he acquired it made him push on, surging even more as he spots a few eyes turn his way, in a manner he had never seen before. Now that he was here, he needed to think a way to make an entrance.