Peter had always been more or less “Average” He would score decently on tests and homework but never near the top of the class. He would always been in shape but never near the size he wanted to be. He would drive a average car rather then anything fancy despite his desires otherwise, he would work a dead end job at the gas station rather then go to college. In short his life had just been a series of him having to accept mediocre and he would not do so any longer!
He awoke groggily from his bed in his two room apartment as the alarm clock went off signaling it was his time to work today. He shoved off his bed and scratched absently at his fur before glancing downward, his boxers were not empty but they were not straining either…Just another example of how he had to settle for the “average” and not good. He glanced at himself in the mirror he kept in the corner of his room and his term average applied perfectly. He stood at six foot even, he weighed about one hundred and thirty pounds and despite him being fairly in shape you could tell he was aging. He was only twenty two and already his “average” body was beginning to show signs of age. He sighed as he dressed for his job as cashier over at the local fill and stop.
He walked out of his house a few minutes later, a piece of toast hanging between his muzzle as he began to eat as he walked out of his apartment locking it up as he left. Just then he…
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