Big Hot Doggy Hunk in the Gym

On very early Sunday mornings like these, the gym in your local neighborhood tends to be pretty much empty. This, for you, is an awesome thing: You get the whole place to yourself, under lock and key, until the sun has risen proper and the usual early risers show up. You slip your member's card through the digital swipe lock and let yourself in. However, something catches your eye immediately: You're not alone today. As you enter the gym floor, you notice by the dumbbells a nice specimen.

This rather stocky Arcanine sits on the bench, his back turned away from you, focusing on his reps, curling 30 pounds as he silently groans, huffs and puffs. His gym clothes look like they 2 sizes too small for him, what with his cropped basketball top and vintage shorts, also cropped. The whole unit matches in the same deep red hue, leaving you to think he's premeditated the whole outfit. It leaves little to the imagination: Beefy arm, very, very fluffy tail and... A lot more chunk to him than you'd think. He sports the mix of muscle and fat with ease and if you trust how well his ass hugs the cozy shorts, he presents the peak male form.

You circle around him, looking at all the free workoit equipment and wondering where to start. Another glance at him reveals a nice, slightly protruding soft belly out front. He shoots a glance out of the corner of his eye, as if only to notice someone's presence, but his focus shifts back immediately to the ground as he finishes his reps. Looks like it'll be only the two of you in the gym this morning.