FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

The room reeked of musk. With a big whiff, the green furred dragon smiled, taking a slow walk through. The room littered with work out machines and weights, the users laden with sweat, muscles bulging and flexing. Grunts of effort and snarls were always heard, along with the sound of weights hitting the ground, with abandon. Not like anyone cared, they were too focused in their own workout to even acknowledge the sounds.

It was always nice taking a good look at your own handiwork. It was somewhat hard to believe that all of the guys working out here used to be rather scrawny, even comparable to sticks. But now, each of them blew up in size and height, leaps and bounds of what they used to be. The dragon sighed happily, twirling one of his fuzzy green whiskers in one of ebony black claws. The eastern dragon was not a slacker himself. He almost could have been mistaken as one of the massive beasts that worked out. Almost. For starters, he simply wore a button down shirt that clung to his bulky body, the buttons stopping at his chest and forming a bit of a v-neck where his pectorals simply filled up the space. An emerald necklace sat upon it, glowing brightly, along with the owner's eyes.

The second thing that set him apart from the sweaty beasts is the fact that he was controlling them all. It was amazing to think that a simply parlor trick would be able to make them so...gullible and easy to influence. The dragon snickered, walking up toward a random bench, the bar all loaded up and ready to be lifted. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see a much taller lizard sporting a rather massive stomach walk over and peppering himself with a towel. Simply letting it fall to the ground, he sat on the bench and got to work. His eyes, a normal red, were a bright green, matching the dragon's emerald.

Focused on only beating the weight in front of him, the lizard hadn't noticed (or even acknowledged) the dragon going over and smirking right over him, or even the green fuzzy hands going over and rubbing that stomach of his. Solid to the touch and packed with muscle, it was a rather nice addition to him. He'd come here a few months(?) ago, just looking to bulk up his rather pudgy frame and possibly turn it into something he could be content with, and here he was. As the dragon kept rubbing, the lizard had finished his first set and giving his arms and chest an experimental flex, to which the eastern decided to sneak a few gropes before he let the reptile continue.

"Just one more, man. You got it." He simply said, the lizard's eyes blinking wildly before he continued his workout with renewed vigor. It was all he had to say to get them under his own whim. Taking another whiff of the lizard's scent, the eastern let out a deep rumble before moving on and exiting the room, but not before turning on a few fans.

It was a tricky technique to work with. All someone had to do was look at his emerald during some point in time, and the dragon would mutter that phrase. Once heard, their brains would start repeating the phrase once they started working out. It was a common thing to hear when someone tried pushing out a few more reps, so it was perfect. Once they were like putty in his hand, he'd put them under his own little regimen, diet included. Soon after, the results spoke for themselves. He was successful, and got a crap ton of eye candy that really didn't refuse to whatever he wanted. Permanently keeping them here was not a good idea, for it'd be obvious that at least a dozen people would be missing. Meh, as long as he got what he wanted, it was all good.

Taking advantage of them sexually was also a great bonus to all this, the smell included (though he had a limit, some of them smelled outright horrendous), and that was pretty much a normal day. Adjusting his shirt, the eastern's tail swished around slowly, contemplating what he should do next. He could let them work in peace, or have some fun for the millionth time.

"Meh, I'll go back upstairs, gotta keep an appearance..." he sighed, walking up the stairs. The pain of keeping a gym top notch ready was working and actually keeping the gym in working order. His necklace soon stopped shining, his eyes returning to a bright yellow as he ascended up the stairs and to his desk. Sitting down with a sigh, he leaned his head down on a hand, the other going right down his pants and tending to that aching boner of his. He'd felt incredibly uncomfortable being downstairs and needed to fix that for now. Doing what he normally did while on the job was something he wasn't above going for, but for the sake of not having to change his clothes and clean the surrounding area, he'd abstain...for now.

Huffing at one of his whiskers, the dragon soon took his attention to the laptop next to him, keys clacking at an incredible rate. He had to take account of the stuff used today and other menial things. Grumbling a bit, the green dragon took a mental count of the things within a few minutes and closed the laptop, a blush rising up on his face. The doors had opened with a ping, a dragon wearing pretty much nothing but a pair of trunks walked (or rather trotted) in, eyeing the eastern with a smirk.

"Welcome! How can I help you?"