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It had been several weeks since the altercation at the bar took place, and neither Bam nor Friday could forget it. The night had been a whirlwind for the pair of them and it blossomed into a further friendship after that. They'd spent quite a lot of time with each other just hanging out and having fun, but that usually turned into marathon fuck sessions where they tried anything and everything that they could think of. The femboy otter loved the feeling of getting dicked down, but he had plenty of opportunities to take the lead as well and show the beefcake wolf behemoth a thing or two. Indeed, the two of them had stayed the same size since that fateful evening.

"I'm surprised that you haven't wanted your size back yet." Bam leaned back against the wall of his living room. He had to reorganize his condo to allow himself some room to get around, but not once did it annoy him in the slightest.

"Oh, I'll get it at some point." Friday chortled, sitting his plush rear down on the recliner opposite the canine. "Heh, maybe I'll go ahead and take all the size and leave you as big as I am now!"

Bam leaned forward, a playfully wry grin across his face. "I'd like to see you try that."

Friday, in contrast, leaned back, his hands shoved behind his head. "In all honesty, I'll probably ask for it back at some point, but I am enjoying how small my body is right now. It makes for some pretty interesting experiences, you know." He eyed up the wolf before hopping onto his feet and padding over to the giant across the room, trailing his finger up the outline of the brown-furred lupine's cock when he got there. "Really interesting."

"I concur." Bam lowly rumbled and grabbed the otter's thick ass, eliciting a mewling squeal from the mustelid.

Friday lost his composure in an instant, a hard blush covering his cheeks. "God, I love how huge your hands are." His rosy complexion only seemed to intensify the longer that he was manhandled.

"All the better to feel you with, my dear." Bam narrowed his gaze at his lover, groping at every curve that he could reach. He'd had a lot of fun with his new mate and had the urge to unload another batch of potent wolfbatter into the little mustelid, but a feeling wriggled into the back of his head, one that had only been getting stronger as the days passed. "You think it's getting kinda stuffy in here?"

Friday paused, unsure of where the question came from. "Do you... want me to open a window or something?"

Bam pursed his lips, clearly needing to elaborate. "What I meant was that we haven't really done much in a few weeks now, and I sorta wanna stretch my legs a bit and go do stuff like I used to."

"Oh?" Friday's interest was piqued. "What'd you have in mind?"

"The gym." That got Bam's tail wagging and thumping against the wall. "I haven't been there since the bar incident, and I'm kinda itching to see how far I can push myself now."

Friday's face lit up at the idea. "Oh, lemme tag along! I haven't gone in a bit either."

"Heh, you might have a bit of difficulty trying to ease back into your old routine." Bam snickered, playfully punching the lithe otter in the shoulder as softly as he could.

"Trust me, I'm resourceful. I know that I can come up with some other way to get my sweat on, so don't you worry your pretty little head off." Friday fondled the tip of the gigantic wolf's cocktip through the fabric of his pants, coaxing a dollop of pre to stain the material. "Either of them." He mischievously grinned.

***

Neither of them could've anticipated just how much their changes in size would affect them as simply entering the gym was a different experience for the both of them. Friday strolled right on into the gym without a second thought - though he did take a moment to get used to his now lower point of view - while Bam actually had to duck his head slightly just to even get through the entrance. Not once did he think that he'd have to do that in his lifetime.

"Right, lockers are over there." Friday pointed off to his side. The two of them made their way inside and quickly found empty lockers to shove their stuff into. They hastily dressed into their gym attire, though not without a few lewd glances at each other and more than a couple gropes. Being the only people in the room had its benefits.

Despite going in the same location, they couldn't have been clad in more different clothing. Bam was decked out in lifting gear - a muscle shirt stuffed to the brim with swollen chest meat and a pair of formerly loose-fitting shorts - while the femboy otter wore something much more disparate. "Those don't look like lifting clothes."

"That's because they're not." Friday smirked. He rested his hand on his wide hip covered by the soft waistband of a pair of spandex yoga pants. The synthetic material, while having a lot of give to it, clung to his form, accentuating all of his newly-acquired curves. Clearly he wasn't afraid to show himself off.

"Cute." Bam chuckled. "They look good on you." He gently slapped the mustelid's ass, watching it jiggle slightly in the stretchy fabric.

Friday reveled in the attention. "You're goddamn right they do!" By contrast, his t-shirt hung loosely from his slender torso. "Now let's get out there."

The pair of them sauntered out of the locker room, then went in different directions. Bam, naturally, beelined straight for the free weights, while Friday opted instead to head to the yoga mats. His choice of clothing now made sense.

It'd been some time since Bam had lifted anything and decided that he'd start off his workout on the bench press as no one else was using it at the moment. He stopped to think of how much weight to put on the bar but got curious when he thought of how much he normally used to hoist. "I wonder..." He mumbled to himself as he loaded on what he surmised was his old maximum. One deep breath later he lifted the barbell with both hands and nearly stumbled backwards from how light it was.

That's when he dropped a hand and saw that he could still hold the bar without breaking a sweat. "Huh." He vocalized as he casually curled his previous personal record. "Well I'll be damned." This wouldn't do, as he came here to really push his newfound strength to the limit. He placed the barbell back on its rests and really piled on the weight, adding hundreds of pounds at a time. It was likely more weight than the gym owners thought would be used as he could start to see the metal begin to bend even though he wasn't finished, and he knew that he couldn't accurately test himself if the equipment were to fail. Clearly he needed a bigger bar.

***

Friday, meanwhile, didn't have anywhere near the amount of issues that the gigantic wolf was having. He'd found an isolated area by the wall-to-wall mirrors where he could watch himself as he followed along with a video of a yoga routine that he'd pulled up on his smartphone. Truth be told, he was heavily out of practice, but he had a strong feeling that he could pick it up without much difficulty.

He'd actually tried yoga a few times in the past, but this was the first time that he'd attempted it with this body. Moves that he used to think were impossible before were a breeze with his increased flexibility. Keeping his limbs in the air for extended periods of time made him feel a little bit shaky, but anything involving stretching his pelvis was a piece of cake. He knew that he'd be a natural at this in no time.

***

"There!" Bam stood in front of the bench with a big grin on his face as he saddled the last of the weights onto the thickest bar that he could find. It made him question why the gym would have a bar quite this big as he knew that he'd have trouble lifting it over a month ago, but it served his purpose well now, so he didn't particularly care to ask.

A quick scan of the room revealed that he'd utilized the heaviest weights that were available, and he might've felt bad about the fact if there was anyone actually around to make use of them. It just meant that there was more for the big wolf to assess his potential with. A quick grip of the bar with one hand indicated that he couldn't budge it, much to his delight. There was just about several tons of weight on the bar, so he hoped that this wasn't going to be easy for him.

Assuming the correct position on the bench, Bam shifted his large hands onto the bar, taking a second to make sure that they were far enough apart for stability. Then, after another deep breath, he pushed with all his might, forcing the bar into the air. Rust might've set in a bit from lack of exercising at the gym, but the sheer amount of weight he was trying to lift was well beyond what the average person could ever hope to dream of. Oh yeah, this was perfect for him. It was exactly the workout that he wanted.

***

Friday also was getting the hang of his exercise, being able to do some of the harder poses that would've killed him when he was bigger. His previously bulky body wasn't conducive to all the bending required by the yoga routine like it is now, to the point where he was actually starting to enjoy the exercise now that he could pull it off. It felt good to succeed.

It felt even better to feel the burn of the various parts of his body stretching in tandem with one another as he followed along with the video. He had to give the workout credit, it was far more exhausting than he initially thought, but he knew that it was worth it considering how great it was for shaping his exaggerated curves.

Friday's ass was on full display anytime that he had to bend over, the material of his pants straining to keep his supple cheeks contained. He had to chuckle when he realized that a lot of positions in the routine were ones that he performed when fooling around with the much larger canine. If only the behemoth could see him now, they'd probably end up making a mess of the gym floor!

***

Bam grunted and pushed with all the power that his body possessed. Steadily, he raised the bar ever higher, his arms bulging out with unbridled strength. With gritted teeth, he kept on forcing the weight away from his body until, finally, he got it all the way to the top - the hardest part was over!

He hesitated for a half-second before letting the bar slowly fall to his barrel chest, doing everything that he could to not let the metal touch. He basked in the sensation of his biceps pressing against his forearms. Then, just like the last rep, he pushed his arms as hard as he could until they were locked straight upwards, which caught him off guard. This should be getting harder as he went along, not easier.

It was now that Bam had begun to attract the attention of some fellow lifters, who had abandoned their workouts to watch the titan set new gym records. There were three in total - a fox, another wolf, and an otter - who might've actually been bigger than him before taking on all this size but were now each outmatched by his dense bulk. He had to admit, it felt nice to have an audience.

***

The video eventually came to a close as Friday pushed himself upright. He could feel his blood pumping from all the straining that he'd done, his body feeling particularly warm. Wiping away the sweat on his brow, he stopped by the water fountain to get a drink before he ambled back into the change room and took a seat on the bench by his locker. With a bit of repetition he guessed that he could nail the routine.

"Well hey there, cutie. Haven't seen you around here before." The otter was genuinely confused when he heard that, whipping his head around to see the imposing figures of a horse and a lion standing right behind him. Oh, he knew these two; he'd lifted with them many times before he'd been shrunk! He was about to greet them before the other man cut him off.

"Yeah, we saw you out on the floor doing your thing. Pretty impressive for a little guy like you." The lion gave the mustelid a predatory grin.

Friday was rather befuddled that these guys were acting like they'd never met him before. He'd known the pair of them for ages now and couldn't understand why he was being thought of as a new patron until the reason hit him like a ton of bricks - they didn't recognize him without his size! He had no idea of how much his bulk made him identifiable to others as he otherwise looked practically the same as before the incident. "Oh, you did?" He shot the both of them a sly smirk. "What'd you think?"

"Oh, we liked what we saw." The horse snorted, his package shifting in his shorts as blood rushed to engorge it. "You got moves, man."

"And we wondered if you'd show us some more in private." The lion immediately found himself at full mast thanks to the sexual tension.

This wouldn't have been the first time that Friday had messed around with these two, but it would be the first time that he'd do it when he was smaller than them. He used to be the massive beefcake that the pair of them looked up to, so he'd be having a totally different experience today. Fortunately for him, he happened to know the easiest ways to get their motors running. "Private, here?" He feigned concern. "What if someone walked in on us having fun?" He asked in a sultry manner.

"Uh, doesn't matter. We don't give a fuck." The horse lied. While the lion may not have given a shit about being an exhibitionist, he absolutely did. The nervousness in his voice was apparent.

Friday picked up on that instantly, now wearing a wry smile on his face. "You don't, eh?" He reached forward and grabbed a hold of the equine's obsidian pillar, which peaked just past the bottom of the leg of his shorts. "Let's get started then!" He loved how he could tease the bodybuilder even when he was a quarter of his size.

The horse gasped from how brash the lutrine was, but the lion could only lick his lips in anticipation. "Damn, little guy's got some balls on him!" He shucked off his muscle shirt completely, revealing his chiseled, meaty torso. He took pride in his appearance, working out as hard as he could every time that he went to the gym.

"Hell yeah, I do!" Friday giggled. "Now it's time to see yours." His gaze narrowed onto the feline's tented shorts.

***

Meanwhile, Bam was working up his own sweat as he kept his pace going. The wolf's thick muscles bulged with every rep while veins snaked down his limbs like roads on a map. They pulsated in sync with his heart beat, supplying nutritious blood to his biceps and triceps, bloating them up to give him a pump.

This wasn't lost on his admirers, who all cheered him on as he continued belting out sets like there was no tomorrow. It was an incredible feat to be sure, but they all had other ideas in mind for when the giant was done with his workout.

Bam drowned out what the other men were saying to him and stayed focused on the task at hand. His original plan was to see if he could get to one hundred reps in total, but somewhere along the way fatigue had set in and he lost count, so he opted to just keep going for as long as his body would let him. He was almost certain that he was past that number anyway.

"Dude, you're incredible!" The fox had his phone out nearly the whole time that he was watching and recorded most of the humongous canine's workout. He could tell that the massive wolf wasn't aware of that fact, nor what he'd do with the footage afterwards.

"Fucking hell, you're making the rest of us look like chumps!" The other wolf remarked, mesmerized by the hulking specimen of his own species lifting multitudes more than he ever could. "And here I thought I was the biggest wolf around!"

The bespectacled otter, on the other hand, was much more perceptive than the other two, and was instead paying closer attention to the behemoth's posture. "Damn, fifty reps since you started sweating and your form is impeccable as ever." He crossed his arms over his own barrel chest, a result of all the hard work he'd done in the iron pit. "I'm impressed, I don't know how you do it. I can't even do that with a fraction of that weight!"

Bam heard none of them, of course, as he was concentrating solely on his lifts, but he could feel his arms begin to falter. Rep after rep was finally starting to take its toll on him, and after one last hoist where his arms nearly faltered, he let the bar clank on the rests beside him. It was the most intensive workout that he'd ever done, and he felt like his body was ready to fall apart at the seams. He was lucky that he'd filled a gallon jug with water from the fountain, but with how much he was chugging down to rehydrate himself he was starting to feel like even that wouldn't be enough for him.

"Bra-fucking-vo." The otter clapped, a smile lighting up his face. "I can say with great certainty that your performance will never be topped." He adjusted his glasses.

"Oh man, that was hot!" The gray-furred wolf cackled as his kin regained some of his bearings. "You should've come in here ages ago, I could've used you as inspiration when I first started!"

The fox wasn't quite done recording the titan just yet, keeping the camera trained on the megawolf's colossal, heaving pectorals. "Bro, I almost wish you had more steam left in you." He'd been biting his bottom lip the whole time and he hadn't realized.

Bam felt like he'd just run six marathons at once with how hard he was panting. His muscle shirt was drenched with hot sweat, turning the white material translucent and showing off his godlike physique. He was still too drained of energy to speak yet, but he attempted to push himself upright despite his body screaming not to.

That spurred the others to jump into action. "Oh!" The wolf bolted to the beast's side to offer support. "Lemme help you, dude!"

"Yeah, me too!" The fox hastily shoved his phone into the pocket of his shorts and pulled at the giant's hand.

"Easy, guys. He's still kinda out of it." The otter braced the enormous lupine's back, keeping him steady so that the other two didn't throw off his balance. "He did the routine to end all routines, don't overwhelm him."

The three of them worked together to get Bam into a sitting position, who only just now realized that the bench had held his weight this whole time; he oughta get in touch with the manufacturer and see if they made other kinds of furniture that he could purchase for his pad.

"You know," the smaller wolf started, his index finger and thumb rubbing his chin, "you'd cool down a lot faster if you took that sweaty top off." He tugged at the shirt to emphasize his point.

"Y-Yeah." Bam finally spoke, still struggling to catch his breath. He allowed the others to remove his A-shirt as trying to pry the sweat-soaked fabric from his body would've been too much of a chore at the moment. Once stripped of his top, his sumptuous upper body was on display for all to see, his swollen muscles the envy of every bodybuilder in the city. His brawny pecs protruded out greatly in front of him, the diameter of both best measured in feet. Those abdominals of his looked like they were carved from marble by an expert sculptor with how intricately detailed they appeared. His back, however, was almost the most impressive with how its muscles resembled a mountain range filled with numerous peaks and valleys, culminating in the largest lats that the world had ever seen, giving him a wingspan that could rival birds!

The wolf stared at the giant in wide-eyed awe, dumbstruck by how tiny he seemed in comparison. "Holy fuck!" He exclaimed as he saw how the other lupine's pectorals were so stuffed with bulk that they forced his nipples to point straight down. The smaller canine was no slouch and spent a huge portion of his life honing his body, but it would take lifetimes of lifting to match the size his kin possessed.

"Now that's hot." The fox grinned, finally dropping all pretense of being polite. His cock had sprung to life as he watched the mass mountain's muscles heave with every breath. Every flex that the gigantic hunk made as he moved caused the vulpine's shaft to leak a little pre, staining his already dark-coloured shorts. He'd stopped caring if someone was watching him ages ago.

"Well, I guess the cat's out of the bag now..." The otter sighed, his own otterhood plumping up down the leg of his shorts. "I'd be lying if I said that your display wasn't alluring." He huffed, his own muscle shirt straining to keep his chest contained. "I just thought we'd be able to keep it in our pants a bit better."

Bam started feeling more like himself the more time that elapsed, meaning that he noticed the other three drawing nearer to his brown-furred body, all with raging hardons. Strangely, that didn't seem to faze him. "You know, I almost wondered if something like this was gonna happen today." He snickered, unperturbed by how forward his admirers got.

"Dude, it's not every day that someone as attractive as you comes in." The wolf's breathing staggered when the palm of his hand contacted the solid flesh of his kin - it was all real! His heart skipped a beat when he realized that his fingers couldn't dent the wide lat that he had grabbed onto. "Oh fuck, I think I'm gonna bust a fat nut already!"

The otter rolled his eyes at his gym compatriot's overzealous nature. "I'd save it, unless you care to pass out while the rest of us have fun." He gulped when he caressed the enormous lupine's quad, feeling it spasm with likely hundreds of pounds of beef crammed under his hide. "This certainly wasn't what I thought I'd be doing today." He muttered under his shaky breath.

"I call dibs on his cock!" The fox shucked off his clothes before scrambling to do the same to the hulking canine. His face expressed his manic glee.

"Hey, no fair. I should get it, we're both wolves!" The gray-furred wolf shouted as he stripped out of his own attire and clambered aboard.

The fox was surprisingly territorial of the giant's pelvic region. "Buzz off, I got here first." The two smaller canines grappled each other for control of the area, their entire bodies in flexion as they tried to throw the other to the ground.

"Guys, guys, there's more than enough of me to go around!" Bam laughed, attempting to defuse the situation as his leviathan schlong sprung to life.

The otter wasn't nearly as amused, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he sighed. "They're the only men in the gym who act like children and I somehow managed to make friends with them..."

***

Despite the horse's uneasiness, the trio relocated to the back of the locker room, picking a spot easily obscured by several jutting walls. It didn't matter either way to the mustelid where they fucked as anyone in the room would hear everything that they did anyway.

"Ready to get this show on the road?" Friday licked his lips, grabbing a hold of the lion's cock with both hands and watching a thin rivulet of precum trickle down the bunched-up foreskin.

"Feels like I've been waiting all day for this!" The lion huffed from the stimulation, locking eyes with his buddy who'd taken position in front of the femboy's rear entrance.

The horse snickered. "Hot damn, he's got ass for days!" He squeezed an ample cheek and felt how malleable the flesh was. "I'm gonna remember this." His turgid phallus hotdogged the otter's buns, veins snaking along his shaft pulsing with anticipation.

Just the thought of being penetrated from both ends by hung gym studs sent a shiver down Friday's spine. He hesitantly brought the pole in his mitts closer to his mouth, where he breathed on it in apprehension of being stuffed. "God, just fuck me already!" He wasn't sure if that was a command or a plea.

"With pleasure." The lion lunged his pelvis forward so that it slipped from the twink's grip and into his awaiting mouth. That got him to moan in approval of the lutrine's tongue instantly working over his meatlog. "Oh shit, that feels way better than I thought it would."

The horse, not wanting to be left behind, had thoroughly lubricated the lutrine's anal cleft with his slick preseed and was proceeding to jam his cock into the winking pucker beneath him. His shaft effortlessly slipped within the delicate ring of muscle, causing the femboy's limbs to nearly buckle from the intrusion. Still, his pillar was well taken care of, getting caressed by the otter's silken bowels as he pushed more of it inside. "Woah, little dude's a pro at this!"

Friday's only response was to moan around the fat prick in his mouth. He basked in the gym rats' praise, but still craved more. His goal was to give them a sesh to remember, one that they'd be bragging to all their bros about for years to come. Heh, they'd cum, alright.

It was like the mustelid passed the sensations onto the horse, who felt the euphoric pleasure shoot up his spine when his fuckstick was clamped down on by the tailhole that he buried it in. "Fuck me, he's good!" His tongue was already lolling out of his mouth and the three of them had barely started!

"Dude, don't blow already." The lion laughed at his friend, not believing that the jock was giving in already.

"Hey, you'd shoot your load too if you tapped an ass this good." The horse grunted, slamming his pelvis against the cushiony ass cheeks of his lay. Everything the smaller man did to him urged him on to go faster and harder, egging him to drain his balls. He'd built up a respectable pace in no time flat.

Like his bro, the lion was also feeling the effects of the lutrine's expert cock control. "Might need to tap it myself, but I doubt it'd compare to the head I'm getting." A groan escaped from his mouth, not able to stop it. It sounded a fair bit needier than usual.

Friday was entirely in his element as he got smashed from both ends, thriving as the two poles fucked him in sync with one another. He'd never gotten the opportunity to take part in a threesome before, so to be the one in the middle delighted him to no end. It made him wonder if he'd be in this position again if he regained his size.

He let his hands explore the hunk in front of him, gliding them all around the feline's obscenely thick quads. They weren't exactly as huge as his were before hitting up the bar, but they were goddamn impressive in their own right - a testament to the amount of hard work it took to cultivate them.

As if unintentionally mimicking him, the other two studs were starting to get handsier with Friday, much to his glee. The lion wasn't as adventurous - mostly keeping his hands square on the otter's head - but the horse was eagerly roaming all around his ample posterior. Every grope and squeeze sent electric bolts of pleasure rocketing through his nervous system, causing him to clamp down on the endowments stuffing him silly.

"Nnng." The horse whimpered, grimacing a tad as his flared penis was anally assaulted by the twink. Normally he was the one that lead when fucking someone, so it was a welcome, if peculiar, feeling to have someone else put in as much effort as he did.

It was orgasmic bliss to not have to hold the reins the whole time. All he needed to do was plow away while the femboy's masterful anal cavity took care of making him feel good. Hell, it was so great that he even started holding onto the thick rudder in front of him so that he could pound harder in return. He leaked like a faucet the more that his endowment was clenched down on, easily sliding in and out of the mustelid's asshole. How hadn't he noticed this guy around the gym before?!

The lion, equally, was having a rough go of things as his pendulous balls were played while he was facefucking the otter. Every little sensation of his nuts getting groped sent shivers racing throughout his body, coaxing another horny moan to slip out of his mouth. He ran a free hand into his sweat-laden mane, skyrocketing his arousal as the scent trapped within was released. Every single breath that he took from then on was comprised mostly of his man musk - just the way that he liked it.

He could feel his lower half tightening as a result of the lutrine's relentless oral onslaught. The pressure in his taint was starting to feel insurmountable, signaling that he didn't have much time left. He didn't want to give that easily, yet he felt like he might not have that much of a choice in the matter. The more he plunged his length into the mustelid's hungry maw, the closer climax came. Every fuck, every suck, everything moved him closer to the throes of orgasm. All he needed was one final push.

Friday's eyes went wide as saucers when he heard the lion hunk above him roar, followed by his throat bulging out as he gulped down rope after creamy rope of catbatter blasted into his gullet. His own shaft had been painfully erect from getting split open from both ends, leading to cumming like a firehose in his own right as a result of being filled with spooge. It felt like he hadn't climaxed in years even though that was the first thing that he did that morning.

It didn't stop there as he clenched down on the horse's cock as a reaction to his own orgasm, refusing to allow it to leave his greedy hole. He could hear the equine beefcake behind struggling to keep himself together before finally giving up the fight and unloading those pent-up balls into him. He moaned aloud as the deluge of seed painted his inner walls a pearlescent white, though that got pushed to the back of his mind as his bowels got more and more flooded.

Friday was on cloud nine, now thoroughly at the mercy of the two hunks. His nose was buried deep in the lion's musky pubic fur as the stud kept his head in place, while the horse gripped his thick haunches to keep his ass flush with that equine crotch. The pair of studs continued to have their way with him for several long moments before the three of them collapsed on the floor in exhaustion, cum from all their cocks pooling on the floor.

"Holy shit," the horse panted as if he'd been holding his breath for an hour, "I think that might be the best lay I've ever had."

"Yeah, that was good." Friday weakly pushed himself to his elbows, attempting to get off of the floor. "Almost as good as when I nutted all over the pair of you in the broken shower."

That confused the lion, who looked at the femboy like he was explaining events that happened in an alternate timeline. "The hell are you talking about?"

"If I remember correctly, that was also the day that you forgot to secure your bench press weights and nearly broke his foot." Friday gave the horse a knowing look as he pointed to the lion.

The two of them froze momentarily before looking at each other, the gears in their heads turning until they both reached the same conclusion. "Friday?!" Neither of them could believe that this little femboy was the same otter that used to tower over them every day. They couldn't explain how he lost all of his size, yet it all made sense when they realized the extent of his sexual prowess.

"Hey." Friday flashed them a winning smile as he propped his head up onto his hand; he may have been a fraction of his original size, but he still came out on top.

***

Bam's admirers were extraordinarily adamant in showing just how fucking hot they thought he was, not even caring that they were out on the floor in front of everyone else. The colossal canine didn't mind, of course, as he thought it to be a nice change of pace to have his needs taken care of for once.

The fox was off in his own little world as he hugged the titan's pulsating rod like the world's lewdest body pillow, not caring that streams of pre were drooling down the veiny shaft. He licked and slurped the flesh, savouring the masculine taste like he'd never get this experience again. His nose was firmly pressed into the cock and couldn't smell anything that wasn't the statuesque lupine.

The other wolf, too, had a thing for smells, though he instead chose his kin's furry armpit instead. He actually thought it was a great spot, as not only could he inhale as much of the giant's essence as he could, but he got to get up close and personal with the largest arm that he'd ever seen in his life. He was certain that a single limb alone could lift a car and then some!

Last, but certainly not least in the behemoth's eyes, was the otter, who'd taken up space on the canine's abdomen, fucking those brown-furred pectorals in a wild frenzy. He'd pounded guys left, right, and centre before, but this was a whole new adventure for him. It wasn't quite the same - he felt that immediately after starting - but the tonnage of chest meat had its own unmatched qualities that he couldn't get enough of.

Bam couldn't have thought of a better way to cool down from his workout than this. He had three hornballs stimulating different parts of his body and all he had to do to facilitate it was lay back against the wall and let them go nuts. The gym turned out to be a good idea after all!

The smaller wolf whined as he thrusted his dick against the larger lupine's wide lat; it was like an airport's landing strip with how much it protruded from his body! No doubt that he could comfortably sit on it, though that could be said of any of his fellow wolf's body parts. Just looking at that arm wanted to make him cum, and that was when it was unflexed! In the moments when it tensed up he licked up the enormous split-peak bicep, wishing that his could be anywhere close to the same size.

Those pecs were doing a number to the otter, whose glasses had begun fogging up from the heat emanating off of the canine's hugemongous chest. He was a total mess of emotions, most of which telling him to fuck that pectoral valley like nobody's business. His rutting got him grunting like a beast, though the way those pecs squeezed his thick log of otter fuckmeat hit him in a way that someone's ass wasn't capable of. His diamond-hard cockflesh was almost no match for the sheer power of the wolf's chest meat.

Shimmying around that lubed-up leviathan of a pole was the fox, happily tonguing the bunched-up foreskin while he squished his own foxhood against the prodigious python. His hands played with the lupine's cumpipe, feeling the warm preseed ooze out faster and harder than anything that he'd ever seen - or felt, in this case - before. He whorishly moaned in contented delight.

The stimulation was proving too much for Bam, who panted like he did when he was lifting. He'd involuntarily begun bucking his hips as if to get off faster. His whole body was thrashing about, making it difficult for the smaller guys to pleasure him like they could, but it only made them try even harder. It wasn't just him that wanted this, it was moreso them who wanted to thank him for the earlier show. He was definitely coming back to this gym!

The tightening of that enormous torso was all it took for the otter to gasp before unloading creamy bucket loads of jizz into his new friend's pec valley. Try as he might to stay composed, the amount of energy expended instantly got him half-lidded, yet he forced himself to remain conscious. He slammed his testosterone factories against the twin slabs of beef, feeling like he was fucking a cliff face in the side of a mountain. If there was some way that he could find out what it was like to be on the receiving end of his efforts, he'd_love_ to find out.

All of a sudden, the gargantuan canine's pelvis started to rumble underneath the fox, who clung onto the tremendous shaft in front of him for dear life. The tip of the dick erupted in a geyser of cum that exploded several metres into the air before succumbing to gravity and showering him in a layer of wolfbatter. It was unlike anything he'd ever been a part of before, and the feeling of being covered in this titan's spunk was the catalyst for his own climax. He knew that it'd never compare, but he'd be damned if this was the hardest he'd spooged in his life.

The wolf wasn't immune to the godly event that rocked his gym buddies senseless, as he, too, creamed himself like never before. He humped his crotch rocket against the bulging arm, feeling it flex out of his grasp and leaving him unable to wrap his arms around it. The muscles underneath felt stronger than steel cables and could probably shred them without a second thought. He was certain that this would be in his dreams for a very, very long time.

Bam felt like time had stood still for the entire duration of his release. He'd made this much of a mess before with his loads - as was natural for someone with the biggest set of balls on the planet - but it was something else when one had more than just a single person coaxing it out of them.

The three smaller hunks were clearly beat, resting on his immense frame as they caught their respective breaths. He was certain that he'd blown their minds in ways that they'd never thought possible before and he relished that thought. Cum had pooled all around them as they struggled to regain their energy, all eagerly wishing that they could go again, even though their bodies required downtime. Oh well, this gave them a chance to breathe.

That was when Bam noticed some new people at the front doors, oblivious to the chaos that had taken place just now. It looked like he was going to get a second round going soon after all.