Tuesday morning at about 9.30 was usually the time unless they changed it. When that happened I often got no warning; so they would turn up take me into a room and just take my pants down. I had to undergo this official inspection every week. Sometimes they would come and do a spot check which could be a bit embarrassing.
I had just turned 21 and it was a couple of years since that encounter with Fernandez the boxer and this was back home so at least no one knew about that. And I was trying to get back to gymnastics because things had got a bit complicated. You know after my failed attempts to take secret pics of those trannies in the shower; well it was Mandy to be exact. She got really angry at first then took advantage of me and that's how I got sort of compromised. I mean I couldn't stop them really because they outnumbered me. And I just don't have that sort of physique when it comes to defending myself physically.
But I can do gymnastics because I'm quite light and that's the trouble, those sort of sex hormones made me put on weight a bit. It was things like ...well.. I have more than men normally do, sort of where their teats are but I'll come to that later.
Anyway the club wanted me off drugs, whatever they were, if was going to compete. I mean there was no hiding what had happened to me as my state of affairs was quite obvious. Actually I didn't mind all that much. It certainly attracted a lot of attention from the guys and strangely from some of the girls too. I just wanted to get fit and try to loose some weight but it was difficult because, as guys kept telling me, it was not fat that was making me heavier, it was a sort of change to my whole body.
The authorities were starting to get strict about gender after some female athletes were accused of being men. And now some feminists were saying it wasn't fare just to test them. What about 'effeminate guys' and all that.
I didn't mind it all too much personally but it was a bit difficult to explain things to the other guys. I think it was the girls who spilt the beans in the end.
"So what do they do to you in there?" Jason had asked. He was one of a bunch of weight lifters who seemed to take a lot of interest in me.
"It's sort of routine really you know, they insist on once a week so you know it's some thing I just have to do and ..."
Jason cut me off "Hey! what actually happens, I mean well.." he looked round and grinned at several others who were crowding round. "I mean do they do some sort of inspection or something or er.. 'examination' that's the word I was looking for".
"Do they make you take your pants down?" Grant is such a huge powerful guy he sort of overpowers me.
"Must be fucking interesting! Yea what do you reckon? especially with him getting periods and all that sort of thing!"
"Hey shut up Jack that's just a rumour, we don't know if it's true, give him a chance man!" Jason had sprung to my defence.
To be honest I actually liked these occasions although some of them could be quite intimidating but the conversation had never gone this far before. Perhaps it was stupid of me to take them up about my periods but I felt I had to set the record straight or the rumours would get even wilder!
"I mean I don't really know what some people have been saying but well ... you know" I hesitated as I had talked myself into trouble. "Yea well it wouldn't be possible for me would it? I mean..."
"You mean what?" interrupted Grant. He had his arms folded in a way that emphasised the power of his pectorals and naturally he was stripped to the waist but the bulge in his sports short was fearsomely obvious. Grant was excited about me and I suddenly felt myself wanting him. I just couldn't help it!
"Look I don't get this! You let them come and do all this to you; why the hell do you let them do it?" Jason exclaimed. He was trying to assert himself over Grant then this woman's voice piped up from behind them.
"They have to check out his willy don't they as well as his boobs" she said turning away and shading her eyes but then her friend added "It's his bum they're interested in. They've got to look up him and do some tests you see" This one called Shirley, a pole vaulter, was very feminist, she just stood there flicked her hare and maintained a sort defiant and confident look. Then she put came forward and put a hand on my arm saying "No offence darling!"
"So what do you think they'll find up his bum unless they're worried about his getting fucked and I don't know what that has to do with this bunch of busy bodies." Jason insisted.
"It's not that! It's those feminizers; are you blind? Don't tell me you hadn't noticed his swollen boobs! He hasn't been injecting anything. They put it up his ass silly! And it doesn't show up in ordinary drug tests, does it?!" Shirley was enjoying trying to embarrass the guys but I guessed it only made them more excited.
Then the girls suddenly looked away as Grant pushed forward very aggressively. He had a huge bulge in his shorts. He came closer to me now and in front of the others grabbed my bare arm and looked me very firmly into my eyes.
"Look here we need to get to the bottom on this period business once and for all!" Everyone started laughing at the unintended pun. "OK! OK! If you don't have a cunt then what have you got in front? Or is it all round the back?" the laughing continued. Suddenly I felt I didn't care, perhaps I could call their bluff.
"OK I'll take my pants down right here if you like and you can all have a good look" I offered putting my thumbs under the elastic.