Workout
#1 of old writing
bear, bull, magic, gym
B'jaq woke cold, he had left his window open all night. The night breeze got chilly as the sun went down. It has been another of those nights; the ones where B'jaq slept restlessly, his blankets were a mess laying at the side of his bed. He shivered and rubbed his fur making it stand up to gain better thermal protection. It had been a couple days since he has taken a shower; his fur was matted in places. B'jaq groaned deeply as he opened his eyes, with blurry vision he looked at his alarm. He stared at the clock for several minutes after blinking to clear his vision, it read eleven twenty nine in the morning. B'jaq groaned again as he rolled out of bed, he stretched fully with his arms extended towards the ceiling and yawned, then wriggled his stubby bear tail and scratched above his member. His urgency to urinate drove him down the hall to the bathroom. After relieving himself he returned to his room, that's then he noticed a card on his messy dresser with a note.
B'jaq picked up the card and looked at it. The front was flat black with a small golden circle with horns. He flipped the credit like card over and looked at the back. It had his full name with barcode and fine print about Boz Gym. "What the.." B'Jaq looked in puzzlement, and then picked up the note and red it aloud to himself. "B'jaq, I know you are not real positive right now, but I want to help make an effort. Love, Mom".
"Oh shit!" B'jaq exclaimed and laid his ears back, not in realization that he was getting overweight even for a bear, but for the fact that his mother had entered his room and had obviously seen him completely unclothed sometime in the morning before she left for work.
B'jaq grumbled to himself as he walked across the room to his cloths laying on the floor next to his bed. He stopped short as he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror as he bent over to pickup his pants. His rump large and round with his short tail sticking out the back, his belly causing mild discomfort at that position. "Oh hell.." B'Jaq exhaled with a heavy sigh as he stood back up, and poked himself in the furry round belly. "This is annoying, even for a bear." He sniffed under his arms and decided to jump in the shower, might as well not frighten everyone at work, even if he was in a dead end second shift clerical night job.
B'jaq came back out of the shower and towed off. He looked at his clock again and quickly grabbed clean cloths out of his dresser and got dressed. He was starting to run late as the time was coming up on twelve thirty and he had to be to work by one. He grabbed his wallet and stuffed it into his pants, strapped his watch on and grabbed his keys. B'jaq stopped short and grunted to himself, "oh yeah!" he turned back around and grabbed the card to the gym off his dresser, "Might as well check it out." As he stuffed the black card into his other pocket and ran down the stairs, and out the door to his car.
B'jaq arrived five minutes late, Doreen sneered at him has he used his security door key hidden in his wallet to open the door. "Good morning B'jaq!" the white tail deer said it with such spite and nearly the entire office looked up at him as their concentration was broken from her loudness. "Hi Doreen!" B'jaq replied, his words were ice, he responded with as much volume. He smiled at her in antagonization, his anterior teeth slightly showing to drive home the point. He knew her game, they been playing it for the last two years since he accidentally spilled a cup of wine on her brand new white silk blouse at the annual company holiday party. He paid for the shirt and even apologized, however some people's embarrassment can never be recouped. B'jaq quit caring about she felt about it long ago. Doreen frowned and flattened her ears back and instinctively tucked her tail as it was sticking out of her office chair. "Another regular boring work day.." B'jaq twitched an ear and muttered under his breath as he walked over to his desk and settled in for his work day.
B'jaq's stomach started rumbling he looked at the clock on his computer. "Five, damn I'm hungry." B'jaq's day was a blur just as many other of his workdays were, his boring dreary existence driving him nuts, day by day making him more jaded and more depressed. Other people were going home for the day, most of the place vacates by five thirty. He saw the wolf Gor walking to the exit as he was leaving for the day. That's when B'jaq remembered the gym card in his pocket. Gor seemed to keep his body in great shape. "Hey Gor, wait a second." Gor stopped short and practically growled "What!?" He was visibly irritated that he was stopped on his exit to freedom. B'jaq quickly walked over to him and took the card of his pocket. Gor half growled again "What do you want?" B'jaq stammered then held out the card. "Do you know where this place is?" B'jaq held the gym card out for Gor to inspect. "Wow, how the hell did you get one of those?!" Gor flipped his ears forward with curiosity as his irritation drained from him. "Well, my mom left if for me, she said I need to work out." B'jaq stepped back and sighed. "Anyways, do you know where this place is?" Gor smiled softly and handed the card back. "Well, you do need to get into better shape, no doubt about that. However your mom got that card, I really do not know. Boz Gym is one of the most prestigious gyms in our nation, they don't take just anyone. I wouldn't waste that card." B'jaq's eyes were wide as he looked at the card again before putting it back in his pocked, "I wonder how she got it." Gor chuckled, "Well, hey it's down on fifty third and main. Enjoy it buddy, I been trying to get into that place for the past five years." B'jaq perked his round ears up. "Heh, wow." Gor started heading for the door again and said over his shoulder, "Later fella." B'jaq went back to his desk and ordered a pizza delivery for dinner. He spend the rest of his work day thinking about how his mother managed to get the gym pass, and he wondered if he had the courage to even go to the gym.
The clock on B'jaq computer ticked past the minutes, it was coming up quickly on nine thirty. "Almost time to go home." B'jaq smiled to himself, at this point everyone was gone for the day, and he was the only one working the second shift in this office. B'jaq always looked forward to going home and playing his online video game, it's where he spent large amounts of his time, secluded from reality, however a more pleasant false reality in it's own right. "Fifty third and main." Mumbled to himself as he was thinking about the black card again. "Its only few blocks out of the way on the way home." The computers clock ticked off nine thirty and B'jaq wrapped up his paperwork and shut down his computer for the day, then deposited his finished work in accountings inbox, then exited the building.
On B'jaq's way home he decided to stop by the gym. It was a few standing building painted dark brown on a corner. The only real way to even know it was the right place was the golden logo the top center of the building above the entrance door that matched the card. B'jaq anxiety rose as he pulled his car into the small parking lot. He never done anything like this before, and he didn't even really like going out and socializing. He parked his car in the lot and hopped out and started walking up to the door; he began to flatten out his ears as he approached the door. He tried to peer inside however the front glass windows were black. Nothing could be seen inside, except thought the entrance doors where the receptionists was sitting in a small lobby. The windows in the lobby were blacked out to the gym like the outer windows as well. "Strange." B'jaq's curiosity overwhelmed his anxiety so he walked inside to the receptionist.
The female receptionist was filing her claws and did not even noticed B'jaq standing in front of her desk. B'jaq blinked with idle curiosity; the feline was so into her pruning everything escaped her, much like the feline stereotype. "Uh.. hello?" B'jaq said quietly, the receptionists nearly jumped out of her chair startled, she yelped and she instinctively raised her fur as she lost her file and nearly clawed her desktop. "Oh my!" B'jaq took several steps back, his eyes wide with shock, "Are you ok?" The receptionist was panting from her adrenaline rush, and then she started chuckling loudly. "Oh sure, I'm alright, I'm sorry, I just got a little lost. Can I help you?" She had a warm smile; she seemed like a nice person. B'jaq came back over to the desk and held out the card for her to look at. "I got this card; I guess I'm a member or something. I really don't know anything about it. I had to get the address to this place from a coworker, it's rather obscure". The feline took the card and swiped it on her bar code scanner and brought up his information. "Oh, yes." She scanned over his information on the screen and looked back up at him. "Yep, you're a member, lifetime even. That's a bit of a surprise; Boz Gym never gives out lifetime memberships to customers. It's a policy. How did you get this?" She looked at B'jaq quizzically; B'jaq scratched his ear and didn't want to say. "Well uh.. my mom. She left it for me this morning. I have no idea how she got it." The feline came around the desk and held her hand out in greeting. "I'm Ranni, you already know I'm the receptionists. I'll show you around the gym. If there are any questions or need help with anything just let me know." B'jaq shook her hand and smiled "Ok, well, I don't know if I want to be a member. I was never really into this sort of thing." Ranni handed his card back and stood next to him, she only came up to his shoulder. "Well, there is no pressure B'jaq, you can come and go as you please, this is a twenty four hour facility, and I doubt if anyone will say anything bad to you. Keeping your body fit takes a lot of work and many people here will respect that." B'jaq relaxed a bit; "Uh ok" he wasn't sure what to say. Ranni walked over by the blacked out glass door and turned to B'jaq, "Ok, easy enough to get in. Just swipe your card. All entrances are locked from the outside, however are exit able without your card. B'jaq swiped the card on the door reader and pushed Ranni pushed it open leading the way.
"Ok, to the left we have the cardio equipment, exercise bikes, treadmills, and stepping machines. The center is for martial arts and sparing practice. To the right we have the weight machines; to the rear we have free weights. All the way to the rear is the bathrooms, locker rooms, spa, and sauna. Everything at Boz is unisex including the locker and bath rooms. This is a small reason why memberships are very limited." B'jaq's jaw dropped in amazement of the place, everything was clean and tidy, well organized. B'jaq exclaimed as he spotted a horse squatting a large sum of weight, the bar bent across his shoulders as he slowly came down for a squat and back up again. "I can't believe that." B'jaq's anxiety filled him again, fully intimidated by the people in the gym as he looked around, all of them were in fantastic shape. Ranni chuckled at him and poked him in the belly, "Look, it doesn't happen overnight, your best bet is to start off on the cardio machines and drop some pounds before you start lifting." B'jaq squirmed and put his ears back with embarrassment "Stop that!" Ranni giggled at him, his anxiety was broken once again. B'jaq turned around to leave the way he came in and he noticed the black windows. "Hey you can see through them on this side." Ranni nodded "Yeah, it's some sort of new technology, they were installed for our patrons' privacy. We use to get a lot of gawkers." B'jaq smiled, "Well, that's nice. I like that, that's some heavy scifi stuff it's not like regular window tint at all," he wiggled his little bear tail. "You have an assigned locker in the locker room, and your swipe card will open that just like the doors. You're welcome to start working out now if you like." B'jaq shook his head. "No, I can't, I was just going to stop in for a minute to check it out. I don't have the right clothing or anything anyways." Ranni lead him back to the lobby. "Ok, well, come back whenever you like." She smiled and winked at him. B'jaq smiled back quickly and headed out the front door quickly, he was still shocked and wondered why Ranni had winked at him. "That's so strange." He whispered to himself as he jumped in his car and pulled out of the parking lot.
Saturday morning B'jaq woke and laid in bed in the nude stretching out and yawning big, his thick bear member at full mast, his medium sized nuts nearly laying on the bed from being warm all night, his dreams about Ranni put his body into the right mood. B'Jaq growled deeply and rolled his foreskin back off his glans, the cool air making his penis tingle, he shivered all over, then rolled his foreskin back in place, the tip dribbled large amounts of clear preseminal fluid. He smiled to himself, he thoroughly enjoyed his arousal, however he never ever done anything about it. His fur around his groin was completely matted from where his precum dried overnight. B'jaq went to the bathroom and relieved his need to urinate then jumped in the shower.
B'jaq's mom called upstairs to him as she heard him get out of the shower and dressed in his room. "B'jaq, I made you breakfast, lunch for normal people!" B'jaq made his way down stairs and sat at the table, his mother prepared eggs, sausages and hot tea, his mouth was watering. "Honey, did you happen to look at the note I left you?" B'jaq looked up from the plate and his mother was looking back at him. "Yes." B'jaq stopped short and took a minute to think, his mother looked worried. "What is it sweetie?" She came over and skritched behind his ears, B'jaq's favorite place to be skritched, it usually made him calm but this time he pulled away. "Mom, how did you get that card? Does it have something to do with Dad? I visited the gym, it was like a military installation, it was nice but extremely secure. I don't understand, they never give lifetime memberships, and they would be less likely to accept me as a member, I'm completely out of shape." B'jaq slouched in his chair and look his mother in the eyes. She stood silent for a moment, "It's not about your father, I don't know why you bring him up. He's been gone twenty three years now. How would he even be associated?" B'jaq frowned and prodded a sausage with his fork, his sadness of never meeting his father ripped through him like hole in space; he died in the war a month before B'jaq's birth. "I don't know mom." She reached in and scratched his furry cheek, "Don't worry about how I got the card. It's your s for the rest of your life, and it's something positive to do with yourself. Being a depressed recluse will never fix life's problems, you have to embrace what you have." B'jaq nodded silently. "I decided I will go, I need to get some gear before I can start." His mother smiled with admiration if his willingness to reach out. "I'm happy to hear that." She scratched him between his ears, and then took away the dishes. "Thanks for breakfast mom." B'jaq got up and licked he cheek then left for the afternoon to pickup some workout gear, shorts, shirt, athletic supporter, gym bag, and a few towels.
Later that day B'jaq returned home with bags of new clothing, his mother was watching television and dusting the house, B'jaq immediately went to his room and took all the tags off his new gear. He stripped nude and took his new athletic supporter out of its case, he dangled it from a finger and blinked curiously at the straps and the pouch. "Weird." He said to himself then proceeded to step into it. He put one leg on each side of the straps and pulled the tight fitting garment up his furry legs and over his rump. B'jaq spread his legs as he pulled the front over his big thighs, and situated his genitals in the pouch, he shivered at the feeling of the pouch and straps securely holding his penis and nuts, he smiled to himself and stepped in front of the mirror. "Strange." He grunted to himself, then dug around in the pouch to pull his member into the upwards position, he smiled to himself at the better feeling, and then looked in the mirror again. B'jaq grumbled at himself, unhappy with his appearance, his big furry belly hanging over the thick waist strap of his athletic supporter. He turned to his side to look at his large round rump and his short stubby tail sticking out; he wiggled it to test its ability. "Still there.. heh" B'jaq's arousal from earlier retuned once again, his tight fitting cock pouch stimulating his member as he grew to full thickness, the material stretched to the max at his endowment grew. "Great." His loins burned with pleasure, he decided to take the strap off and put away his new gear for his Monday evening workout, and pushed his aroused thoughts from his mind, he had always been able to do that. He found better relief in pushing things from his mind rather than acting upon his feelings. B'jaq spent the rest of his Saturday and Sunday playing his favorite online game by himself.
It has been a regular Monday workday for B'jaq, same nasty Doreen, same office employees working their tails off and generally ignoring everything around them. Not that it was any different for B'jaq, he spent most of his time at work being ignored by everyone. Tonight was going to be different, tonight B'jaq was going to work out at the Gym, and he even thought maybe he would make some friends.
B'jaq pulled into the gym parking lot ten till ten, and went inside. Ranni looked up from her filing and greeted him with a smile. "Hey, you came back, great! Oh, yeah your locker number is eight." B'jaq smiled sheepishly, thoughts of his previous dream about her flashed thought his mind he stared blankly a moment then shook his head clear, "Yeah, I thought it was time to take responsibility for myself a little more." Ranni watched him, "Yes, you sure do." Her words were flat, her face held a blank expression. B'jaq becoming unsettled by the awkward pause quickly pulled out his card and swiped it on the entrance door. "Ok, well see you later I guess," then headed inside the gym. B'jaq saw several people working out. Two on free weights, three on the lifting machines and one on a treadmill, no one took notice of his arrival, all were busy in their workout routine, so he made his way to the locker room to change.
As B'jaq entered he seen the locker room empty, but hear a shower running towards the back of the room. He walked up and down the lockers then finally found number eight. He threw his gym bag on the floor and swiped his card on the locker door. He heard and electronic pop click as the mechanism released then pulled the door open. B'jaq opened his bag and pulled out his workout gear and left it on the bench while he disrobed. He heard hooves on the tile floor come near; he grabbed his jock strap and tried to put it on quickly before anyone came near. The mare that was taking a shower was standing directly behind him, and tapped him on the shoulder before he could get a leg in the strap. "Hi! I'm Vanessa." she blurted out with enthusiasm, and held her hand out. She was standing there stark naked and soaked to the bone from her shower with a big grin. B'jaq turned his head before standing upright and caught a glimpse of her powerful sleek thigh, and her groin area. B'jaq stood upright in complete shock and surprise at the naked female before him; he stammered and put his ears back in embarrassment. "this is.." B'jaq couldn't takes her eyes off of her, he never been with a female, and one of this caliber, his mind was on fire. "Well what I mean is.." He stammered again as his genitals responding quickly to his thought process, her breasts were firm and round on her toned chest, her belly flat and sleek. Vanessa looked him up and down she could smell his arousal, she chuckled and locked her eyes with him. "Calm." Her voice was like velvet as her words rang throughout his mind. There was a loud whinny from the stallion out in the gym that was lifting weights; he must have been lifting a lot. It was enough to break the spell over B'jaq; he shook his head to clear it. "Sorry." He turned away and looked at the floor. "This type of environment is rather new to me." Vanessa chuckles softly and swished her long tail. "Hey it's alright, I get it, and it's a compliment really. You'll get use to us, you'll see." B'jaq looked her in the eyes again, while keeping his mind clear and making sure not to look at her body to avoid embarrassment once again. "Ok, thanks. I won't be able to sleep tonight though." B'jaq frowned; Vanessa chuckled again and winked as she walked off to her locker around the corner. "It's alright." She said again loudly over the locker wall
B'jaq quickly got dressed and headed out to the gym; he took mount on a stationary bike and started a riding program. He spend the better part of an hour just riding and thinking about what happened in the locker room, he began to have a headache and he couldn't stop thinking about the stallion that whinnied out in the gym. B'jaq had to be careful of his actions, however the experiences and curiosity of the environment drew him in, and in some ways he felt freedom and tranquility while he rode the bike. B'jaq stopped riding and made his way back to the showers, his headache overtook his interest in working out. No one was in the locker room this time for that he was grateful. He showered, dressed and took off for home; surprisingly he was more tired than what he though he thought he would be.
B'jaq spent every night at the gym that week, always a hour on the stationary bike, a cool shower and head home. Out of curiosity, B'jaq got on the scale in the bathroom at home Friday night, "three forty five" he smiled to himself, as he had lost a pound that week. If if B'jaq had not lost a pound he would still keep going to the gym. He enjoyed his nightly ride, and the mental freedom that he only seemed to get while he was riding. Vanessa became a friend as well; she was there every night doing calisthenics, martial arts or cardio workouts. B'jaq enjoyed her company a lot and spoke with her often about new exercises to move into when he was ready, he admired her physically and mentally.
A month had passed as he followed hew new routine, B'jaq managed to loose a few pounds and he was starting to feel much better about himself. One night while he was riding he seen a new gym member came in and stood next to Vanessa. He didn't say a word, and she just nodded, he nodded back. He was huge, muscular, quite literally the largest male being B'jaq had ever seen. His horns were wide and thick atop his big skull he was easily eight feet tall standing on digigrade legs. He wore a kilt, and a regular black t-shirt. B'jaq could understand the reasoning for a bull to wear a kilt, even he thought his undergarments we small at times, it must be very uncomfortable for a male of his breed. The bull had very short thick fur, his over sized muscles moved like liquid as the light reflected off his tight fur coat. "Wow" B'jaq whispered to himself. The large male twitched one of his long bovine ears in B'jaq's direction then looked over his shoulder at the bear staring back at him. B'jaq quickly looked away at another patron, but his mind raced. Short mental flashes of the bulls bulging arm flexed, the width of his huge back as he flexed while we walked. B'jaq never thought of a male in this manner, his excitement was hundreds of time more powerful than when a female drove his arousal. B'jaq closed his eyes and kept on riding, flowing thoughts of the bull through his mind, how his tail moved hanging out the bottom of his kilt as he walked by, his shirt like a second skin as it was pulled so tight across his huge chest. B'jaq grunted as his headache returned, he shook his head, and kept riding. B'jaq's tranquility and clarity gone from his mind his sexual drive and passion pushing forward overtaking all his mental processes, he felt powerful. B'jaq growled deeply as he quickened his riding pace, he wanted to break free; he wanted to be with the male that made him think this way. B'jaq opened his eyes again and watched the bull make his way into the locker room. After he left B'jaq's sight his clarity came into focus again, his arousal still hung around, his athletic supporter hid that well enough.
Vanessa fell from her fighting stance to the floor, she was panting from her workout. She whinnied softly, and the stallion came over and picker her up from the floor. B'jaq found out from their sort conversations that he was her mate. B'jaq sighed softly. He overheard Vanessa talking to the stallion. "Look, I just can't take it anymore, it's been a month. Please, it needs to end, talk to him." The stallion nodded and walked off to the locker room. B'jaq didn't know what to make of that conversation. He began to get a headache again, his nightly ride was over in fifteen minutes anyways, he stuck it out, and he waited for the bull to return from the locker room. The stallion came out of the locker room and went back to dead lifting, and then five minutes later the bull came out and went to spot the stallion with his weights. B'jaq couldn't take his eyes off the bull; he removed his shit and only had on a pair of loose fitting boxer style shorts. The timer on B'jaq's bike broke his attention as the machines hill climb parameters went back to normal; he stopped his exercise for the night. He headed to the locker room and finished his daily routine. As he was leaving the gym, he looked over his shoulder at the bull, the bull was staring back him with absolute calm composure, his long ears were forward with keen curiosity as he watched B'jaq leave. B'jaq's anxiety raised and he kept walking, he felt strange, almost lost, he didn't feel his freedom tonight.
Vanessa walked over to A'mir and looked him in the eyes. She barely came up to the middle of his big chest. "Look, he's out of control." The big bull just blinked at her. Vanessa's frustration was all over her face. "Yeah, it's not as easy as that. He is so powerful he has no idea what he does to us. Hell, he doesn't even know what he is or where he came from. I have never experienced such natural talent before in my life. I'm strong, but even with the modifier I can barely keep him in control here. And what compounds it even worse is his libido it increases his power considerably, I barely took control in the locker room when I first met him, my mate was loud enough to break his focus." The bull looked her squarely in the eyes and smiled, Vanessa whimpered in pain and held her head in her hands, "Ok! Ok! Please stop! Your right, there are others with strong natural talent." She shook her head trying to clear it. "That's not the point, it's not a damn game to most of us we don't have that type of control!" She looked up at him again, tears at the corners of her eyes. "Please teach him." The bull swished his tail and grunted, Vanessa smiled as she understood what he wanted from her, and he nodded. "It's a plan then, I'll keep it up for a while longer, I don't know how long I can manage though, you drive him over the edge." she said aloud. "He was mentally power building tonight until you went into the locker room, I had to let it go before getting hurt he fought me and he didn't even know it."
The large bull leaned back at that remark and looked puzzled, he skritched behind one of his long ears then looked at Vanessa again, and she blushed and put her ears back. "Oh you would not!" A'mir chuckled deeply, and then looked serious again. Vanessa frowned. "What do you mean it might be the only way? That's insane!" The bull frowned at the close minded thought process Vanessa had, then in a rich deep bass voice he spoke aloud to her. "Everything has a purpose, we are all energy, we collide, combine, subdivide and quantify. It might be the only way for him to learn control, everyone is different. It's better he learns now than to keep going the way his is, his power will only grow, and if he doesn't know he could hurt or even kill people, not only people like us, but people whom are not aware. He shoves everything away and he has no idea how he is doing it. His mother came to me, I granted her request, and neither of us thought he would have power like his father had, the bear was truly amazing, he taught me a considerable amount about myself and how to control what I am. She said it wasn't till recently that she could feel B'jaq mentally, that's saying something for someone who is not aware." Vanessa's jaw dropped, she has no idea how strong B'jaq really was. "He's alone and depressed, you have done good for him pressing your thoughts onto him, I know it takes a lot of control. He is already changing, he is beginning to strive for something better, he is eager to learn, I don't expect you to keep doing it, you know the plan."
It was another day for B'jaq, he loathed his job, but it paid descent and it covered the bills. He was still wrapping him mind around the bovine at the gym. He wanted to know him so badly, it made his heart ache. He was very confused, his lust for females, was overcome by his lust for a male, it frightened and tantalized him at the same time, he had no idea what to do but he knew he needed to prevent his feelings from getting the best of him. B'jaq sighed and held his head up with his hand at his desk, he was coming to another low again, he always knew his emotional state went up and down, but this time it felt different, he felt more alone now than ever. He missed his tranquility at the gym while riding the bike, it was like a getaway of everything bad, and last nights experience left him feeling empty. He didn't go to the gym for the rest of the week and took some time off from work. It's not like work cared he was one of their best employees and was never absent. Some time away from reality would help center his personality and his new found feelings. B'jaq spent the rest of the week sleeping and playing his online video game.
Sunday morning B'jaq woke to his mother shaking him. "C'mon honey wake up, it smells like a farm in here, it's one in the afternoon." B'jaq fell back asleep then his mother ripped the blankets off of him, his furry naked body fully exposed. "Hey!" He growled deeply and curled into a ball. "Wake up kiddo, I made you breakfast." His mother shook him again. "No, I'm naked mom." B'jaq's mother laughed, "Oh like I haven't see what you have before, you're just like your father." B'jaq sat up immediately and stared at his mom. "What do you mean?" His eyes were wide that she would even say anything like that. Usually she was so passive; this was a complete extroversion of her personality, she skritched B'jaq behind his ear and under his chin, "we all change, you're changing, you're even getting thinner." She looked at his belly and smiled. "I'm so confused right now mom. I feel so torn." B'jaq sighed and slouched with his head down; his mom lifted his chin up and looked him in the eyes again. "Do something positive for yourself; go back to the gym today. Get some exercise in; you seemed so happy while you were going regularly. Get dressed; breakfast is waiting for you downstairs." B'jaq's mom skritched him between his ears and went back down stairs.
B'jaq sat quietly while he ate breakfast with his mom. He didn't want to say anything and he didn't want her to say anything. B'jaq felt strange that his mother would say he was just like his father. He didn't know his father, how could he even be remotely like him, it didn't make a whole lot of sense to him, short of the fact that their physical appearance might be similar. B'jaq finished and put his dishes in the washer for his mom. "I'm heading out for a while, I might go to the gym, I don't know though." B'jaq said quietly, his mother just nodded to him.
B'jaq spent a better part of the afternoon driving his car in the rural country side, it helped him relax, he decided it would be a positive thing if he did get some exercise in, if anything he would just avoid everyone there.
B'jaq pulled into the gym parking lot, and went inside. Ranni was sitting at the reception desk filing her claws like usual. "You know there is gonna' be nothing left of them if you keep that up." B'jaq said with a soft smile. Ranni looked up and smiled at him, "I know, it's half the fun!" B'jaq was happy to see a smiling face. "I'll be inside for a while." B'jaq swiped his card and left the lobby, he went directly to the locker room to change with out saying hi to anyone. Vanessa seen him go into the locker room and stopped her training to see if he was alright. She caught him in the nude again, "hey, you doing alright?" B'jaq never looked up, he kept his mind blank, the tranquil feeling poured into his mind like molasses. "uh, yeah.. I guess so." B'jaq pulled up his strap and his shorts and sorted his piece, then put on his workout shirt. Vanessa took a step back, "what's that smell? Wow." That made B'jaq look up, he realized the it was himself, "probably me, last week was rough, I haven't showered since I was here last." Vanessa blinked and looked worried. "oh, ok. You wanna' talk about it?" B'jaq looked her in the eyes. "I came here to work out." The tranquility in his mind pushed aside, he maintained his black mental clarity. "Thank you though." B'jaq left the locker room and mounted up on a bike.
B'jaq pushed himself hard this workout session, he wanted to break through again, he wanted to feel the power he felt before. B'jaq focused on keeping his mind clear as he rode his bike through its program, he panted heavily as another simulated incline came, he held his eyes shut as he pumped his legs trying to make the feeling happen again. He growled as he pushed his body, but the feeling wasn't happening. Something was wrong, something was different, he slowed his pace and finished out the program, then stretched after he got off the bike. "How do I do it?" he whispered the question to himself. "Be here tomorrow" an almost silent female voice replied back in his head. B'jaq jumped up and looked over his shoulder and all around himself. "What the hell!?" He could find no source and only found himself staring at the row of wall mounted mirrors, he blew it off and headed to the locker room when he caught Vanessa coming out in street clothing, she looked oddly relaxed, "Had a good workout B'jaq?" B'jaq scratched his head a moment and looked a little confused. "Yes, and no." Vanessa chuckled loudly, "okay, what does that mean? Usually it's one or the other!" B'jaq sighed softly and looked at the floor. "I really don't know. I can't explain it right. I was looking for something." Vanessa twitched both her equine ears up, "will you be coming after work tomorrow?" B'jaq stretched his back, "Yeah, I guess. Hey, sorry about earlier. I had a lot on my mind; I didn't mean to blow you off." Vanessa swished her tail, "it's alright, I understand how it is sometimes, no offense taken. I'll see ya tomorrow night." B'jaq stopped her before she could walk away. "Hey Vanessa, I'm curious about that big bull that comes here. What's his name? Why doesn't he talk? Did something happen to him?" B'jaq's anxiety was back, he couldn't stop his curiosity. He seen Vanessa with him, he had to know. Vanessa whinnied softly, "Well, his name is A'mir. He only speaks when he has something important to say." Vanessa could feel B'jaq loose control of his blackness, of his mental wall, she calmed him mentally. "By the way, don't chase him, it's the worst thing you could ever do. He's a bull from horns to hooves and he does as he pleases, heed that warning B'jaq." B'jaq balked at her statement, "What! I just wanted to know his name!" She looked him square in the eyes and chuffed at his underarm, "I don't believe you, and it's in your stench." She exhaled loudly with that she headed to the front door. B'jaq frowned and was mentally shaken by her course remark, he couldn't figure out why she would be like that, even if it was the truth. B'jaq took a quick shower and went home.
Vanessa dialed her cell phone and turned on her hands free system as she drove. The phone rang twice then A'mir answered the phone. "What?" her hands free speaker completely distorted his voice. "Hold on, you can't do anything little can ya." She quipped and turned down the speaker volume. A'mir chuckled over the phone at Vanessa. Vanessa snorted. "Ah, okay that's better. Anyways, something strange happened this afternoon, B'jaq came to the gym, only he was different. He was completely shut off. I couldn't see anything but blackness, he reeked very badly. He said he had a rough week. I'm not really sure what that means, but based off his appearance and stench I'd say he's hit a new low of depression. That's not what bothers me the most, I couldn't control him. I tried to, and he shoved me out." A'mir audibly grumbled over the phone, "Alright, I think I get it. Thanks for the call." He then hung up abruptly. Vanessa chuckled to herself from A'mir's behavior and said to herself. "I didn't even get to tell you the rest of the story ya goofy bull."
B'jaq managed to put his is mental blackened block back up through work even if it made him depressed. His alarming conversation with Vanessa didn't help matters in that arena at all either, now at least one person knows about his attraction for males that was unsettling enough. He wondered how many more people could smell his arousal the night the bull came into the gym. "Damn.." B'jaq muttered to himself, as he left for the gym annoyed with the events with Vanessa.
B'jaq was in his second riding routine when A'mir came through the front door. B'jaq nearly jumped off his bike in excitement, he was happy to see the big beast again. He was careful to retain his composure though, and his make sure his part didn't become excited. He settled down and got focused on his exercise, while staring blankly ahead. B'jaq watches the bulls' movement into the gym out the corner of his eyes. Then all of a sudden the bull turned in his direction, his anxiety began to rise. B'jaq began mentally screaming. "He's coming over! He's coming over!" Vanessa let out a yelp, and began stomping around; she looked angry as she took her bracelet off and crushed it in her hand. A'mir stood in front of his bike while B'jaq started straight ahead at his stomach, without thinking he looked up at the bull face, his excitement overwhelmed his senses, there was no stopping his arousal now, he could smell the bull's musk like velvet wrap around his body. B'jaq's mind and his loins burned with arousal he felt that power again. A'mir twitched an ear back at Vanessa then looked over his shoulder at her. B'jaq leaned to look around A'mir to see if Vanessa was ok. A'mir looked back at the bear, and then spoke with his smooth bass voice. "You know, you're gonna hurt someone doing that." Then A'mir pulled a card out of his pocket and stuffed it into B'jaq hand. "Be there. Tomorrow, at six." A'mir exhaled deeply then walked off towards the locker room. B'jaq's mind was racing form his encounter from the bull, then he realized tomorrow was Tuesday, and he had to work. "Hey." A'mir stopped and looked over his shoulder. "I got to work tomorrow at that time." B'jaq said with a depressed voice. A'mir raised his brow and twitched his tail then said in a loud commanding voice, "I don't care, and I know you don't either." B'jaq nodded and stared at the card, it was similar in appearance to his swipe card but made out of paper, the back had a simple address on it.