The wolf huffed slightly as he pulled his navy shorts up past his ever so slightly thicker thighs and once they were resting at the girthy dark grey wolf's waist, Amicus began a small struggle to close them. He had to suck in his gut a bit to get the pants to tie together. Seeing him slightly occupied with this you walked over to at least help him with the other parts of his dressing, picking up his red shawl and wrapping it around the wolf's stump like neck which you swore felt more toned than previously.
"Amicus, I think you should moderate yourself on you eating, looks like you are bulking up..." You mockingly scolded the princely wolf, finding the whole thing amusing that for once you can tease him for once after all you have been subjected to your self since being abducted by the roman space wolf who was now your master and made you a slightly reluctant participant in the contest to be the new emperor.
"Hey! Stop it, Marco!" Amicus protested, while he looked at you from over one of your massive shoulders.
Once you had finished helping him get dressed you look up at him while noticing how tight all of his clothes looked on him when you replied, "I am just saying the truth Amicus!"
"Maybe! But at least I am not scrawny like Cassius is!" He countered, to which you had to admit that he had a point there. "Also it's all muscle!" The wolf added to further his point, as you looked on as he began to pace around the room
"Sure it is!" You sarcastically commented which resulted in a slightly annoyed glance from the burly wolf who looked to you to even be maybe slightly taller than normal. Then again you were a human after all and much shorter than the Adastran wolves, so it was likely just you imagining things. By this point, you even kinda forgot about the pedant you gave him which he still was wearing. Resting proudly between his two furred pecs and almost looking like it was glowing slightly.
"Ha! That's enough Marco! I need your help to me as emperor not to hear anymore sassy remarks from you! You do want to return to Earth, don't you?" The muscle gutted wolf remarked, to which you just rolled your eyes at his light-hearted jab.
And so to change the subject you asked him, "So what's the plan for today, master Amicus?"
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