I fucked the shit out of your mom-1

So of course an alpha like me could do it. Hell, I was beefier than you and more muscular than you and I even got better grades.
Like, remember the cafeteria? You used to carry three trays of lunch over to my table so that me and my buddies didn’t have to wait in line. And then you’d get back in line and get your own. The girls fucking saw that dude, they knew what it meant. That’s why when we were pounding them senseless, you were steal beating off to their yearbook photos.

Trust me when I say it’s biological. We’re animals just like chimps and rabbits. Remember biology class, when we learned about natural selection? That’s how these genes pass along, dude: FUCKING. So while betas like you are left behind as prey for the wilderness, the alphas like me return home to the extra pussy you failed to come back to.
Physically fit women want to secure their reproductive line with strong offspring. It meant something to your mom that you were such a beta. It meant she needed to try again, to reroll the erotic dice and ensure her perfect genes survived. And what better reproductive partner than the alpha who reduced her son to an impotent mess?