The walls of the shower were still wet enough for Evan to slip down them on his back. The two fat furs pressing their guts into him were caught off guard and lurched forward. Evan tried quickly slipping between the legs of one of the furs, the naked red fox, shimming along the floor to get free. But before he could get clear, he saw the mass of wobbling red fur come crashing down on him. The lion had the wind knocked out of him as nearly a quarter ton of pudge came crashing down on his chest. Evan struggled to breathe, his body from the shoulders up were surrounded by the fox's flabby thighs and belly. What little air he could take in was tainted by the smell of the obese fox's groin. He struggled to push the fox off of him. But the lion was only a fraction of his weight so the fox wouldn't budge. Evan heard the two furs laughing, their noise muffled by the layers of fat that were resting over his head.
Evan felt like he was about to suffocate. Just when he thought he was about to pass out, the red fox was pulled off of the lion in a violent manner. Gasping, Evan saw as another fur, a bulky, muscular horse, throw the red fox across the shower. The fox's body jiggled as he landed hard on the ground. He turned to see the snow leopard running as best as his fat body could out of the showers, a panicked look was on his face. The red fox picked himself off the ground. Evan heard a loud slap then a yelp from the fox. The lion, still trying to catch his breath, saw as the fox waddled fast out of the showers, clutching his swim trunks in his paws as his bare rump jostled and shook with each step.
"You okay?" asked the horse as he picked Evan off of shower floor.
"Yeah, yeah, I think I'm alright." The lion took in the horse who had saved him. The fur was tall, easily close to seven feet, with light brown fur and a dark muzzle, a shaggy mane of blonde hair and a long black tail. The horse was wearing blue shorts that looked painted on to his thick, well-defined quads and glutes. His arms were equally as swollen. It was no wonder he was able to pull off the fat fox with the massive biceps he was sporting. The horse's chest was like two slabs of solid muscle. The only part of the fur that wasn't beefed up was his stomach which domed out into a firm ball gut.
"Why were those guys attacking you?" the horse asked Evan.
"I dunno. That fox started giving me crap about being a tourist or something."
"Damn, it's furs like that that give our city a bad name to visiting folks."
"But that's the thing though, I live here now! I literally just moved in today!"
The horse looked up and down Evan's body. "Really, huh? Well, no offense, but you might want to bulk up a little bit. This city is filled with furs as big as those clowns, and plenty of furs will use their weight against you if they see they're several times bigger than you."
"Really? I mean, I guess I could stand to put on some muscle..." The lion rubbed a paw along his flat chest. "My hometown was pretty small, so they're weren't any gyms or anything. So I never got the chance to put on any weight or anything."
"Well, Dorthy, you aren't in Kansas anymore!" joked the horse. "And you're in luck because there just happened to be someone you know who can help you out with that..." He flexed his arm, making his already huge bicep swell up.
"You...what?"
"I'm a personal trainer! Have been for years"
"Oh, uh, that's nice. But I don't think I can afford a personal trainer right now. I don't have a job and all of my savings are going to rent and stuff."
"That's a shame. Well...actually..." The horse looked at Evan's body, inspecting it all over. "You know, I don't get too many clients like you. Skinny, I mean. Really skinny. So I don't get much of an opportunity to really show off what I do. I think there's a deal we can reach."
"What did you have in mind?"
"Here's what I'm thinking. I'll be your personal trainer for free, help you bulk up and hit the gym. And in exchange, I get to document your change. Photos, and the like. All I ask is you let me use that stuff to build up a kind of 'portfolio' that I can use to show other furs the serious work I can do. If I can beef you up, I'd never be out of work again! Heck, I can even throw some cash your way too!"
"So, you want me to be some kind of before-and-after model like you see on those cheesy infomercials?" ask the lion.
"Before, after, and during. Look, it'll give me a chance to prove to other furs what I can do. Like I said, if I can turn a skinny guy like you into a meat mountain, I'll always have furs pounding on my door looking for help!"
The lion chuckled. "I don't know if I want to be a 'meat mountain'...but okay. I think we have a deal." The lion stuck out a paw, and the horse shook it.
"The name's Levi Werbeck! Glad to be working with you! Now, how would you like to begin? We could hit the weights hard. Though that might not be best for you since it doesn't look like you work out that much. But we can do that if you want to. Or, we could work on your nutrition. What you put into your body is almost as important as what you do in the gym!"
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