A story based off of an rp between my friend  sournote103 and myself, because we have dogs on the brain so hard. XD

Tiran is interested in losing weight, and his friend Rerim wants to help out, but while the trip does help them lose weight, they become just a tad bit more obedient as well.

I hope you all enjoy, and I would love to hear what you all think! =)

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Walking towards the gym, Tiran smiled at his friend Rerim. “Hey, thanks again for coming with me. I know you’re a bit more inclined to stay home and play games, but I’m trying to lose a little chub,” the otter laughed, and Rerim smiled at he put his hand on his friend’s shoulder.

“It’s no problem, I can count how many times you fall off the pull up bar,” the bear laughed, and Tiran blushed a bit as he scratched the back of his neck.

“I swear I’ll get over the bar some day...” he muttered, finally laughing along with his friend as they stepped inside. The gym was pretty new, and apparently it was known for excellent machinery, though apparently a large part of their clientele were dogs, but Tiran figured it couldn’t be so inclusive as to turn away other species. Walking up to the counter, there was a strong looking dog with a confident grin on his face leaning back in his chair with paws on the table. “Excuse me, I was wondering if I could use this gym?” Tiran asked, and the dog peered over his gigantic feet and smiled before pulling them down.

“Of course, bro. Just sign your names here,” the dog said, putting a clipboard in front of Tiran and Rerim. As the pair signed the clipboard, Tiran noticed that a name had been crossed out and another name had been left next to it, but the dog took the clipboard away too fast for him to really notice. “Alright, bros. Just go in, and get your exercise on,” he said, grinning as put his legs up once more showing off his massive paws.

Glancing at Rerim, Tiran nodded before they walked towards the exercise machines. The machines were full of a plethora of beefy dogs, and Tiran found himself feeling a bit inferior as he poked at his large stomach. “Guess I’ll need quite a bit of exercise...” he muttered, and Rerim patted him on the shoulder as they started on a weight machine.

“Try doing ten reps on... fifty pounds,” Rerim said, and Tiran nodded as he set up the machine, and grunted as he started to pull the weights. They hear a few guffaws as some of the nearby dogs watched him, and a blush filled his cheeks as he finished up the reps of ten. “Lets go up to seventy, and do ten more,” Rerim said, and Tiran set it up once more before doing more reps.

Glancing around as he did reps, Tiran saw some dogs doing machines with towels on their faces, very damp towels at that. He figured they were just sweating a lot, and watched as dogs were constantly switching machines, and a lot of them were actually heading back into a room called the sweat room, but he figured it was just a sauna of a sort. “Woo... I dunno... If... I can do anymore than eighty right now...” Tiran admitted, feeling pain at just doing reps at eighty.

“Alright, do you want to try out the chin up bar?” Rerim asked, gesturing to bars hung up on the wall. Tiran’s one big goal was to do at least five chin ups, but at home he couldn’t even do one... “Just try one, and if you can get it then you can feel good!” Rerim said, grinning at Tiran as the otter wiped at his face.

Glancing around the room at the multitude of seriously buff dogs, Tiran shrugged. “Sure... but just one, I don’t need to embarrass myself...” he grunted, and with Rerim at his side he started towards the chin up bar. Tiran swore he could feel the gaze of a bunch of dogs on him, and he was right as dogs chuckled to themselves, a trio of dogs came out of the sweat room and glanced over at the newcomers. The largest of the three raising an eyebrow as he looked at them, sweat seemed to be pouring off of him as he rubbed off his sweat on his towel and grinned.

“Alright, just grab on and pull yourself up!” Rerim said, miming the motion as Tiran jumped up and snagged onto the bar. “Come on, pull!” Rerim exclaimed, watching as his friend wheezed and moaned as he tried to pull himself up. “You’ve got it!” he cheered, and winced as Tiran fell off of the bar and landed on his round bum.

Winded and feeling embarrassed, Tiran pulled himself up and blushed heavily as he rubbed his butt. “M.... maybe we should just go, Rerim... I look like an idiot,” Tiran said, taking a towel from the bear’s hands and starting to wipe down.

Looking at his friend sympathetically, Rerim nodded as they started for the exit, but stepping in front of him the trio of dogs who had been observing smirked confidently. “Excuse us,” Rerim said, trying to move past the dogs but the head dog just laughed as he shook his head. He was a very buff looking akita, and neither Tiran nor Rerim had any desire to attempt to force him to move.

“Sorry, bros. I can’t move, ya see you two are some of the wimpiest looking guys I’ve ever seen walk in here,” the dog said, grinning confidently as TIran and Rerim exchanged doubtful glances. “I’m gonna help you two get really pumped up,” the dog explained, pulling his towel off of his neck.

The towel looked absolutely pouring with sweat, and neither of the pair wanted to have anything to do with it. “My friend here isn’t trying to exercise, and anyways we’re on our way out,” Tiran said, tired already of being looked down upon by the much better exercised users of the gym.

“No you aren’t, you see nobody leaves this gym until they’re all buffed,” the akita explained, and his two lackeys nodded dumbly, both chuckling as Tiran and Rerim gave nervous glances.

Stepping forward, Rerim shook his head. “Obviously it’s impossible to get buff in just a day, and anyways you can’t keep us here against our will,” the bear said, trying to puff himself up a bit, and the dogs gave him one look and burst down laughing as the head dog took his towel and tossed it right over Rerim’s head, and it slapped right into Tiran’s face.

“Impossible is it? Well sorry to disagree with you, bro. It’s really not that hard to get buffed up in our gym,” the dog explained, Tiran was spitting out sweat as he took the extremely moist, sweaty, and disgusting towel off of his face.

“This... is... disgusting!” Tiran retched, his hand clutched around the towel as he coughed up some sweat. His face was damp, and he swore it would take him forever to get the smell of dog sweat off of him... though... for some reason, he felt really light headed... Rerim was busy talking to the dogs trying to get them to move as Tiran shivered a bit, his muzzle suddenly feeling... longer? In fact he felt like he had a lot more energy in him than he had for a long time... the otter found that he couldn’t let go out of the dog’s dirty towel... in fact... he held the towel up, and took a deep whiff. “So... so nasty...” he groaned, but something in his mind told him to take another smell.

Oblivious to his friend’s dilemma, Rerim was poking the dog in the chest. “Get out of our way!” he said, and glanced up in confusion as he heard the rumble of the dog’s laughter. “What’s so funny?!”

“It’s just our new recruit,” the alpha dog said, and Rerim followed his gaze and turned around to see Tiran... changing?!

The otter took another whiff of the towel, it smelled so good! It smelled like the alpha’s sweat! The otter’s rudder like tail started to shrink as it became gray and became fluffier as it spun up a bit into a husky’s tail. All embarrassment of failing eat the chinup bar faded, instead a new confidence grew... a dumb confidence that made Tiran’s brain start to lose its intelligence, but his body seemed to make up for it as fat faded away to muscle, Tiran started to grow taller and more muscles as his pink fur was traded out for gray fur, his ears flicking gently as he became more and more doglike. “Such... good smell, from alpha!” the husky grunted, not aware of his changing body.

“Tiran, what’s happening?!” Rerim asked, stepping towards his friend.

His muzzle pushing out into a dog’s muzzle, Tiran took his first whiff with his new dog nostrils and it blew away the persona of Tiran, and for a moment he went stiff as his expression went blank, and the alpha walked over and set his paw on the new dog’s personality. Leaning in the alpha whispered into his ear. “Happy birthday, Tucker. You’re gonna be a good dumb jock, aren’t you?”

The new dog’s face lit up as he started to pant, his tongue rolling out as some drool dripped down. “Yes alpha! Tucker will be a very good boy!” he said, his voice deeper now and his face still dripping a bit from the sweat. His clothes were shredded, but that wasn’t a problem as another dog brought him a pair of shorts to wear, and they fit snug as he flexed his ridiculously large muscles. “Alpha, can I have fresh sweat?!” the dog asked, panting as the alpha patted him on the head.

“Sure, but first you have to help me with one thing,” the alpha said, and he leaned in and whispered something that Rerim couldn’t make out. “Do you understand?” the alpha asked, and Tucker nodded excitedly as Rerim looked on in shock and confusion.

“What did you do to him?!” Rerim asked, backing up and finding himself stumbling right into the other two dogs. Tucker rushed forward and snagged the bear by his arm, effortlessly picking him up and putting him onto his back on the ground. “Hey, T... Tiran! Stop!” he gasped, and watched as the alpha stepped above him.

“Can’t have you resisting, so here’s a dose direct from the source,” the alpha said, and Rerim gasped as the alpha shoved his giant paw onto his face. It was sweaty... musky... and very greasy from the dog’s exercise. Rerim tried to grab a breath of fresh air, but all he could see was the dog’s paw, and the sweat getting all over his face, and into his nostrils and muzzle. “Liking it, little dog?” the alpha asked, and Rerim couldn’t answer, but as the sweat got into his system he was shocked at how... pleasent it was growing.

Tucker whined as he saw the bear under the alpha’s paw. “Can I try later, alpha?””

“Of course, but first we have to get this one loving it as much as you do, Tucker,” the alpha said, and Rerim moaned as the sweat grew increasingly intoxicating, his muzzle starting to grow as his hair grew out longer, and his fat started to turn into increasingly large muscles.

The sensations... they were so nice... the smell... he... Rerim found his mind blanking as he changed from the large bear into the growing poodle, his eyes glazing over as his tongue rolled out and he started to lick the alpha’s paw. He wanted to get the wonderful taste and smell as much as he could, he wanted to be there forever... His mind started to blank out just as Tiran’s did, his memories fading as new ones of him exercising at the gym with his other muscle dog friends grew. Soon his clothes ripped off of his now massive biceps, and his body went limp as the alpha took his massive paw off, his mind blanking as it searched for who he was. Tucker leaned onto his paws and whispered into the new poodle’s ear. “Happy birthday, Rutt! You’re going to be such a good dumb jock!”

Rutt opened his eyes as his tongue flew out and he licked up the sweat off of his face, new shorts already being provided as he hopped onto his feet, his own massive paws pressing against the floor as the alpha grinned at the pair. “Alpha, Tucker, I feel fantastic! Can I have more sweat, alpha?!”

The alpha laughed as he flexed his paws. “Well follow me into the sweat room, you two deserve a treat before we get you two exercising. You two have to work for some nice sweat,” he chuckled, bringing the pair into an immensely hot and sweaty room, happy to dive under the alpha’s paws as he prepared them for their new lives as very happy and dumb muscle dogs.