This is a small story I wrote about Newberry's flexing animation: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2968390

Hope you enjoy it.




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The 19 year-old fox had always been called a shrimp in school, much to the chagrin of actual shrimp in school. He was of a pretty good height, but just bone thin. After he got out of school and basically done nothing for like a month, unsure of what to do with his life, he had bumped into (quite literally) the bulldog owner of the gym he now went to. Namely the "Flex 'n Furs Hard Core Gym." He felt incredibly tiny under the massive owner's eyes, mostly because to him he was. The bulldog stood 6'8" and almost 400 pounds, pretty much 100% muscle. Most people just called him 'Bull' and left it at that.

Jason had bumped into Bull quite on accident as Bull was closing up his gym for the day. Now Bull is generally gruff, but that's usually if he's working out or if people don't follow his gym rules; otherwise he can be rather friendly, especially. If it wasn't for the fact that Bull saw Jason before Jason saw Bull, he would have barely registered the 'pup' bumping into him. Now once Jason did knock into Bull, he realized what he had done and tried to run away but Bull is faster than he appeared and easily grabbed a hold of him.

"Now, let me get a look at you." Bull had told Jason, who shook and shivered beneath his stare. "Hmm...You've never worked those muscles even for a second before, have you?"
He felt rather ashamed, and small compared to this big man, but answered him truthfully, "No...No sir."
"Lemme guess. Picked on, smallest in your class (or really close to it), never really liked by anyone, am I right so far?" Bull asked.
"I....Yes sir. Exactly" Jason replied.
"Enough of that sir stuff." Bull told him, in a voice that said not to disobey, but he softened it a bit before continuing, "Alright son. I know how you felt, because that's exactly how I used to be. Then I grew up!" He ended with a large deep laugh.
"You were like me?" Jason asked in return, a bit astounded that this massive dog could have ever been 'small'.
"Of course! You think I was born looking like this? Haha, that's cute. Sorta like you." Jason blushed at the sudden compliment, "And that was just about 7 years ago."
"How...how old are you?" he asked.
"25! How about you?"
"19..."
"That's a great age! You should definitely start working out! Be here at 9 tomorrow morning!" Bull gave Jason a heavy pat on the back and left, leaving Jason wondering just how he had suddenly got into this.

Fear of Bull more than anything else, brought Jason back the next morning. However, his fear was unfounded, as there was no working out or other physical activity at all. He rather enjoyed himself. First off, Bull showed him around his gym, explaining each and every machine. After which, he was introduced to Bull's massive line-up of clients, all of whom weighed at least 250 pounds, all of whom were just about pure muscle or looked like it. One of the smallest (figuratively speaking) of the massive lifters in the gym off-handedly called Jason 'pup' and like wildfire it spread through the rest of them, even Bull. After words, Bull had taken him to his office, and gotten into the nitty gritty about dieting and such other things, the things that really made lifting weights actually work. He finished by telling Jason to again return the next morning.

However, that next day was not nearly as kind. Almost as soon as he walked in the door, Bull was at his side, and immediately got him working out, like he was a totally different person. From bench presses and bicep curls, to push ups and sit ups, Bull put him through a massive routine...But strangely, Bull understood exactly when to stop in order to keep Jason from simply being pushed too far. Was he exhausted still? Of course. When Bull went to take a break himself (it gets tiring making someone else work too), one of the massive lifters (and ironically, the one who had called Jason 'pup' the first time) came over and explained some things, "Alright pup. Don't take anything Bull says personally, ok? Ya see, when we all started coming here we looked a lot like you, ya see. Bull trained us to where we are today. Bull's a master of putting muscle on folks, especially if they're like how you are and how we used to be. If he can't put muscle on those bones you call a body, nobody can." At this, the lifter saw Bull returning, and quickly hurried back to his own exercise.
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That was a month ago. During that time, just as the lifter had said, Bull really had put muscle on him. After the first week, most of the 'kinks' had been gotten out of the routine, to best suit Jason's body, and it worked at a great pace. Not only had he transformed from the skinny little pup he was before, but much to everyone's surprise, he had stayed trim; while the rest of the lifters there had their appropriate bulking and cutting routines (for those who did them), all the lifting and eating Jason did went right to his muscles. After realizing this, Bull started mentioning how Jason didn't have a stomach, but all his food went right to his muscles...and in a way, it was true.

Already Jason was a bit in love with himself. Sure it was kind of vain, but compared to a month ago, he could afford such a thing. His pecs were big enough that they stuck out somewhat when relaxed, and were quite visible when through his shirts, when he actually WORE a shirt that is. He had a wonderful cut six-pack of abs on his tightly muscled waist, which, along with his obliques, led up to his growing back and lats. His thighs had really gone up in size, and already were very nearly touching when he walked; plus he had wonderful heart-shaped calves to boot. But above all, more than any other body part, Jason loved his arms, more specifically his biceps. He had great shoulders, triceps, and forearms, but his biceps were his absolute favorite. Mostly to flex. Already when he flexed them, they were like baseballs under his skin, and were only getting bigger.

Jason only wondered what life would be like in another month...Or a year, or two years! He only knew it would be filled with the wonderful sounds of clanking iron as he only got bigger and bigger.

The End...