Becoming A Beta The Alphabeta Score Ch 01 04

Chapter 1 - The score

"So... I just have to put my finger in the scanner?"

"Yes, sir", the nurse answered.

In the year 2320, the global government is led by an AI. The system decides your life path according to your genetics and accomplishments. At each life milestone, a new part of your path is revealed by the system.

At 18, your sexual role is assigned according to this finger scan. You can be between alpha/dominant [Max score of 100] or beta/sub [Min score of 0]. Proper hormonal treatment is then given to your body to match the score.

This Friday was your 18th birthday. You went to the clinic for "the scan".

"Now just let the system calculate your score, it should only take about 5 minutes", the nurse said.

What score will you get? All the males in your family received extremely high scores. Your dad got 85, your uncle 80, and your brother 88. They all got to become very masculine men with beards and large bulges.

"We got your result, sir. You got a score of... Oh my, I never saw something like that! 4!"

"Wait what!? This has to be a mistake! I can't be that low. That's impossible. Usually, only girls get scores under 20!"

"I know sir, but the system is always right. Now wait for me, I'll go get your medication."

"That doesn't make any sense... I can't... What will I say to my dad? Shit. And at school, what will they say?" You thought to yourself.

The nurse came back with the ominous bottle of pills.

"Like all adults, you will have to take your hormone pill every day. In your case, you should see those changes: loss of some body hair such as beard and leg hair, higher voice, smaller and more sensitive genitals, and softer skin. At such a high dosage, you might also experience fat distribution changes and a bit of breast development"

"Is there a way to redo the test? I can't live like that! What will my parents say!"

"Sir, the result is always right. We will not redo it. But, the result is confidential. You don't have to tell your parents your score if you don't want to"

After this, you went back home. Looking at the pill bottle, you shivered at the thought of what was awaiting you. What could you do? If you don't take the pills, the system will know with the periodic test and they'll send you to a reeducation center. What could negate the effect of this?

You went on some forums from other beta men like you. The only thing that seemed to work was to work out a lot. So that will be the plan from now on. You'll have to hit the gym every day to not look like a soft femboy. Later, when your father asked you what score you received, you responded "50". He seemed a bit disappointed and said :

"Don't worry son. The system knows what it's doing. I'm sure there's a good reason for that and you'll be happier like this."

That night, you thought to yourself that you might at least enjoy one last fap before feeling the effect of your treatment. Also, since you are an adult now the system will finally let you access porn on your phone. You typed some generic terms you heard your older friends use, like thick milf. When you searched this in the porn app you saw some nice thumbnails, but when you clicked on one a warning prompted on your screen :

"Content blocked for beta males [< 25]. Please refer to beta porn for acceptable content to you."

You followed the link, and humiliation and foot fetish porn came up. You clicked on a ruined handjob video. The video was in POV style. The guy filming had a smaller dick than you. He was about 5" long. The girl was fully clothed and teasing him. Without even touching him, he was already fully hard. You felt yourself getting hard at the same moment. The lady in the video was telling the guy how much she likes to feel large cocks fill her. How they dominate her. She gently stroked his small dick with only two fingers while she was telling him about wanting to get railed by much bigger dicks than his.

You stroked your cock with a tight grip and non-stop pumping while the girl on the screen often stopped to laugh at his dick and blow on it to see it twitch. After several minutes of gentle stroking and teasing, the girl stopped jerking him as some precum started to flow from his tip. On your side of the screen, you were still pumping your cock hard and fast

She came up right next to his twitching cock, revealed a bit of cleavage, and whispered: "Cum for me. Cum for me now!" Then she blew some air on him and that was enough to see him grunt and start to spray his seeds. This impressive sight was enough to set you off too. Through your aggressive pumping, you came in a tissue. You were stunned. How was this possible for this guy cum so easily with almost no stimulation? You had to pump your cock pretty hard to achieve an orgasm at the same time as him.

This had somehow tickled your curiosity. You clicked on the channel the video was from and discovered plenty of similar videos. One even had the title "Hands-Free Orgasm!" you clicked on it but were met with yet another warning message. Why? It was from the beta-approved channel. The message was :

"Beta porn limit reached for the day. A beta of [<10] can only watch [1] porn video per 24h. Please come back later."

"That's such a load of bullshit! Am I gonna be treated like a second-class citizen all my life because of this score?" You murmured to yourself in anger.

Chapter 2 - Benchmarks

The weekend had passed and you had told all your family about "your score" of 50. You didn't find the courage to tell them you only had 4. Even if 50 is not that low, your hyper-masculine brother was a jerk about it, telling you stuff like: "Don't worry bro, I'll shave some of my ball's hair and glue it on your chin so you'll have some beard." If you'd told him the truth it would have probably been even worse. The only family member that was nice about it was your mom.

"You know sweetie, I got 30 and it never has been a problem for me. And it's not all the girls that like those ultra-manly men." Your mom told you.

You'd soon find that out though. You knew your classmates at college were gonna pester you about your score. You decided you'd lie to them the same way you lied to your family. Anyway, even after 3 days of treatment, you still didn't see any change, so they shouldn't either.

In class, your friend group was quick to ask you questions.

"So, what's your score? Are we gonna get another Chad score from the Stanley family?" Mark asked.

"Why do you care about that?" you responded.

"Oh haha, I guess it's not a good score... At least you can't be worse than Derek" Mark laughed

"Hey, fuck you, Mark. 60 is perfectly fine and average, the nurse told me", Derek retaliated against Mark.

"Alright calm down, Miss Derek. Now don't make us wait, just spit it out. What did you get?" Mark insisted.

Everyone around you seemed to wait for the answer with anticipation.

"50", you muttered.

"What?" Derek asked, surprised.

"50!" You repeated louder.

The guys seemed to freeze in shock and some girls gasped.

"Hey, don't be like that with him. You know the average is around 65 for guys. Anything between 40 and 80 is normal for guys." Derek said in your defense.

"No, that can't be real. Show us your result sheet. You're fucking with us", Mark said in disbelief and amusement.

"Oh shut up Mark, why would he lie about a score like that? Don't worry Zach, 50 is fine. Don't listen to those meatheads" Lisa said.

Lisa has always been kind to you. She was always up to team up with you for classwork. Recently she received her score. It was fairly low. She got a score of 17. For girls, the normal is around 30 to 70. With such a low number, this little brunette's treatment had a strong effect in the last 2 months. Her chest went from an A cup to a C cup. It could grow even larger given the strength of her hormone treatment.

"Yeah, I guess" Mark dropped with a smirk.

The screen at the front of the class suddenly lit up and the e-teacher appeared on it.

"Ok class, please open the file for today's class", the robotic voice told the class. With this, the rest of the day was mostly uneventful.

After your last class, you went to your college gym. Before that day, you never had set foot in such a place. As you entered, the clerk at the front greeted you:

"Hey, what can I do for you?" he asked.

"I'm here to subscribe to the gym"

"Is it your first time at this gym?"

"Yes"

"Oh ok, just fill out this paperwork and I'll get Heidi. She's in charge of orientation for the new subscription", the clerk said as he went to the back office.

The form asked all the usual questions. Weight: 155 lbs, height: 5'7", age 18, past injuries: none, and alpha/beta score...: 50. "Am I gonna be blocked from working out because of my score?" You sighed to yourself.

Out of the back office, a stunning blonde came out. This tall woman had a svelte silhouette and a toned body. Her tight-fitting clothes showed that there was no fat on her.

"You are Zachary Stanley I assume?" the trainer asked you.

"Yes, nice to meet you", you responded.

"Same. I'm Heidi Ostlund. I'll be your trainer for your gym orientation. Let me look at your form and I'll ask you some questions. What's your main reason to start going to the gym?"

"I want to gain some muscle mass"

"Oh ok, I see you got an alpha/beta score of 50. It won't be impossible to gain some mass but for sure the hormone treatment won't help. You never worked out before?"

"No, it'll be my first time. To be honest, I don't know how any of these machines work", you responded a bit sheepishly.

"Oh don't worry, I'll be helping you with this. If you want, since it's your first time subscribing to this gym, we can match you with a coach for the first school trimester. In this case, it would be me. I would just help form your workout routine and track your progression"

"Yes, I'd love to."

"Alright then let's get started"

In the following hour, she gave you a routine to follow. She helped you do the right movement on some machine and spotted you at the bench press. While at the bench press, it was hard to focus. Right over your head were her tight abs and cute cleavage. Each time she lowered herself to spot the bar, a wave of her perfume crashed over you. On the last rep, you barely got the bar off your chest, luckily Heidi seemed to effortlessly pick it up, showing the strength of her toned arms.

At the end of your workout, Heidi got to do some measurements to track your progress. All the usual stuff: quad, hips, waist, chest, and biceps.

"Alright, that was a good workout, Zach. How did that feel for you?"

"To be honest, it was a bit brutal, but I liked it", you responded.

"Oh, so you're that kind of guy uh? You like it when it hurts?" she laughed.

Suddenly, you felt your cheeks turning red. "That's not what I meant", you responded flustered.

"Oh, I'm just messing with you. Anyway, I hope I'll see you often at the gym", she winked at you.

And with that, you returned home. Back at home, Your brother again made fun of you when you told him you went to the gym. He flexed his large biceps over you, telling you: "Real men don't even need to work out to get these". He's such a jerk, he doesn't deserve such a high score...

At 8 PM, you knew the porn app would unlock your daily video but before jerking off, the gym gave you an idea, you should probably measure your cock and its stamina to make sure the treatment is not affecting you too much. Once you got the measuring tape, you started the porn app. You chose a footjob video. You never watched this kind of fetish before but hey, there's a first time for everything.

The video started with a close shot of the long sock-covered feet of the actress. The way she moved her feet seemed to light something in you. Your cock came to life with a raging hard-on. You stopped the video to measure your dick. 6" Precisely. Good, even with 3 days of treatment there was no significant change. Next, you had to measure stamina. You started back the video.

The close-up shot of her feet continued as she wiggled her toes in front of the camera. You stroked your cock with a good grip. She then pulled off her long socks one by one, revealing the pale soft skin of her feet. A dribble of baby oil made her feets shiny and slippery. The guy already had his cock out. He started to grunt as soon as her feets stroked his dick. Even though you had never seen a footjob before, you wish you could have been in his place, feeling her warm feet press and stroke your cock, slipping up and down your cock. Your eyes were glued to your screen, precum flowing out your tip. Your hand went up and down your cock, quicker and quicker. You felt as if her feet were squeezing your penis, making you squeal. Suddenly, your cock was pulsing harder and harder. You tried to slow down your hand pumping, but it wasn't enough.

Deep within you, your cock was twitching and your balls were contracting. At the same as the guy on the video, your dick spurted cum all over yourself. You didn't get a tissue in the time since the orgasm arrived sooner than expected. Still, you looked at the video timer and it showed 10:35 minutes. This was your benchmark for stamina. 10 minutes is pretty good. At least it's not like a minute or something pathetic like that.

Chapter 3 - Cracks are showing

It's been a month since you turned 18 and started your beta treatment. You felt some changes. The most obvious one was your body hair. You no longer had to shave. It seemed like your beard and mustache stopped growing. You didn't mind this. Anyway, shaving is such a hassle and you never wanted to wear a beard. The other one you felt was softer skin. Your hands and face skin were fair and soft. Then again, you didn't mind this kind of change.

You didn't feel any other big change. Today's gonna be your gym progression checkup with Heidi. During this month you got used to your workout routines. It gave you some structure and discipline in your everyday life and you attributed the lack of Beta symptoms to the fact that you worked out a lot. Another thing that motivated you to work out was that every other day Heidi would be there and wouldn't hesitate to spot you and work out a bit with you.

"Hey Zach, ready for your evaluation?" the fit blonde asked you.

"Yeah absolutely" You enthusiastically responded.

"Alright, let's look at your strength progression... Good, you progressed on all your exercises, especially the squats. To be honest, I think you're the guy that's been here the most often in the last month. Now let's do the measurements. The quads: you got some growth, that's good. Your hips too, that's normal with the squats. Oh, that's odd, your waist is smaller now. I never saw something like that. And your chest is the same. Your biceps too"

The fitness coach seemed perplexed by those results. She seemed to think for a bit since something didn't look right to her.

"Is that bad?" you asked her

"Well, it's just that with your strength progression I would have expected at least a little more growth of your upper body muscles. Let's weigh you just to make sure of something" she asked you.

You stepped on the scale and the number showed 145 lbs.

"That's weird. You weren't fat before working out, yet you lost 10 pounds. Usually, I would have expected a guy like you to either stay the same weight or gain some. The only thing that comes to my mind would be to be sure to eat more, especially protein" she said with a worried look.

Little did she know, you already were taking protein supplements. You didn't have the heart to tell her that.

"Anyway, you still got some really good strength progression," she said trying to console you. "Hey, you want to work out with me today? It's my workout day and you were my last client"

"Yeah, sure", you answered, still a bit dazed by what she said to you.

The workout went well, you performed as you would have expected. But sometimes it was a bit distracting to work out with Heidi. Like during the squats. You spotted each other. The sight of her well-toned ass squatting in her tight yoga pants was hard to ignore. Good thing you could cover your crotch with your water bottle and towel in between the reps.

But the worst was during the decline bench press. Somehow, she ended up with a camel toe when she spotted you. Because of your angle, it was impossible to not see. This matched her sweet scent, and you felt a boner forming in your shorts.

"Come on, push Zach. Just 5 reps to go. Why are you slowing down" she asked.

She lifted her eyes and caught a glimpse of your hard-on. She seemed surprised for a minute. But she quickly came back to her senses.

"Don't stop. You're almost there" she continued to encourage you.

But, on top of her camel toe, a little bulge seemed to form. Anyway, you quickly finished your set, but it was now a bit awkward between you and Heidi. The gym was almost closed and you were the last two in the place.

"Hey Heidi, sorry for uh... You know, the bench press," you told her.

"Uhmm. Don't worry about it. I mean it's normal for guys your age." she responded, trying to laugh it off. She then switched to a more serious tone: "There was something I wanted to ask you though. If you don't want to tell me, it's alright. It's just that I thought about the performance check and it doesn't add up. I saw how much you work out. Yet, the results don't match... Did you lie on your form? What's your true alpha/beta score?"

You felt as if you had a knot in your throat. "How could she figure that out? Do I look like a sissy? I work out so much to counter the effect of the treatment. Was it for nothing?" You thought to yourself. Tears came up to your eyes. What was that? You had never been that sensitive before. You never felt so ashamed. You just wanted to disappear.

"I.. uh... I'm sorry", you said, choking on your tears. You were so embarrassed about being found out like that. "I'll never come back to this place," you thought. "I just didn't want the treatment to affect me too much" you bawled.

You suddenly felt her long arm wrapped around you and bring you against her chest.

"Shhh. Don't cry. It's alright. I shouldn't have asked. But I know how you feel."

"What do you mean?" you asked confused.

"Me too, I got a score that didn't please me. 82. I know, some would say that I'm a freak. Who likes a girl over 6 foot tall and stronger than most guys?..." She said looking down. "At least, that's what I told myself at your age. If you want to continue working out, do it because you like it. Don't do it to run away from what you are."

"I feel so dumb now, but I just can't... I won't accept the score I got. I'm sorry, it's just not who I am" you said, calming down a bit.

She let you out of the hug and asked: "It can't be that bad...What's your score"

"4."

"What? That's impossible" she responded, wide-eyed.

"You see. I'm so ashamed of it, I haven't even told my parents. To be honest, apart from the nurse that did the test, you're the only one to know."

"I'm so sorry Zach. But you know, you'll have to learn to live with it. Here, I'll give you my number. You can text me or call me if you need someone to speak to. I know how hard it is. You don't have to be alone and I'd be really sad if I lost my workout buddy. Alright?"

"Thanks," You said, drying your tears. You gave her your number too and went to the locker room.

That night, when you came home, you just felt empty. Crying did help you feel better. All the pent-up frustration seemed to just evacuate at that moment. But now, it just seemed like you had no energy after this episode.

You went straight to bed without eating anything. You didn't even do your usual jerking off routine. You just didn't feel like it today. You were so tired. You could already feel yourself drifting off to sleep. Until :