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The air hung with the heavy musk of sweat and adrenaline. Tyger strode into the gym the cock of the walk. He was pretty damn proud of his muscles and wasn't afraid to show them off. The Siberian tiger grunted joyfully at the welcoming scents, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of his skintight bicycle shorts, adjusting his stance and cracking his back in the process. The proud tiger stood nearly seven tall and was a mountain of pure muscle. His presence literally towered over everyone in his midst, purrring thunderously in his throat.

A wry smirk crossed his muzzle and the quest to attain the perfect body, and perhaps a workout partner who'd help him with some after-hours exercise. The snaking bulge in his shorts twitched, making the fabric bounce while offering a glimpse of what he had to offer. It didn't take him long to scan over the willing participants and locked his gaze upon one particular arctic fox. She wasn't as ripped as he, but she had potential. Her lithe, athletic body swayed as she toweled off from benching weight. Her fluffy white tail waved hypnotically, as if enticing Tyger towards her. The ebon sports bra and lycra shorts clung to her form snugly, accentuating her curves and supple tone.

A toothy smirk revealed his lusts and he growled softly to himself as he approached. His confident stride was nothing short of impressive and he knew it more than anyone. The vixen sipped from her water bottle, catching the tiger from the corner of her eye. She paid him no heed, focused on her training. The earbuds blasting a medley of music prevented her from hearing Tyger introduce himself as she flicked her golden hair out of her face. Tyger was dumbfounded as she nonchalantly walked away. Women couldn't resist his charm, nor his muscular, masculine physique. He wasn't to be shot down so easily and stepped his game a bit.

The vixen moved to the ab crunch apparatus, gripping the straps on either side of her and crossing her arms over her ample bosom. She leaned forward, hefting the hundred pounds of weight, and upon rising she beheld the tiger standing their in all his beefy feline glory. She couldn't deny he was pretty damn hot, but she was peeved that he was following her. She grunted as she continued her set, the muscles of her biceps and triceps flexing from the amount of force required to pull so much weight to her waist.

Tyger was enamored by her flexibility, a trait he hoped he could test to its limitations. With a clang, the weight fell back into place, her set complete. Her muzzle wrinkled as she pulled out the right earbud.

"What?" she asked tersely, no manner of civility in her voice.

'Feisty. She could be fun.' thought Tyger as he flexed his mountainous pectorals, making them ripple with motion across his chest. "I haven't seen you are here before. I'm a trainer here and wanted to offer my services in any way I can."

Perhaps it was the way he accented the word any or maybe it was that she wasn't impressed, but she wrinkled her nose at the feline's offer, pushing a paw against his chest. "First, who the hell do you think you are just coming up to me like that out of the blue without introducing yourself first; second, you're not dressed like you work here; and third," she faltered for a moment, her paw flat against his rippling chest "get bent."

Tyger was in love- or as close as hormone-induced lust got. She was feisty, a real firecracker. He bet she had a lot of anger issues that required a proper channel of focus. One that he'd be more than happy to help her out with.

"Forgive me, I didn't see you had earphones in earlier when I first approached." he was slick, alright, rolling his shoulder muscles "And I'm off-duty at the moment." he showed her his gym trainer identification.

"Tyger, huh? Parents weren't too creative, were they?" she snarked at his name, pursing her pouty lips for a moment.

He chuckled nervously and scratched behind his head, giving her a full-blown display of his under-arm, the rockhard muscle connecting his limb to his torso, down to his chiseled obliques. She hadn't caught herself murrmurring at the sight of his ten pack abs and those slabbed pectorals.

"Don't tell anyone, but I offer my services, free of charge, to those who display an aptitude to succeed. I've helped many achieve their ideal form through vigorous exercise and proper nutrition,"

It was only then that she realized her paw was still pressed to his chest and her claws were lightly groping at the crevasse of his pectoral canyon. She suddenly flushed red for a moment, a heat running over her. Contact with the muscle tiger had it's side-effects, one being an increased libido. This influence waxed and waned with the phases of the moon and with the approach of the full moon, his influence was proving substantial.

"I...I need to sit down. I feel so dizzy all of the sudden." her gruff demeanor had peeled back to a softer tone.

Tyger nodded, knowing fully what she was experiencing. This wasn't his first time seeing it happen. He laced his arm underneath her own and braced her against his mostly-nude form.

"Have you been keeping properly hydrated? You were going at those stations pretty forcefully. Here, come to my office and we'll heck you out."

Contact with his body, being in such lose proximity to his musk, was having an odd effect on her. She felt so compliant in going with him, as if what he was saying was for her best interest. She didn't want to resist. Her body ached and it burned. She felt so flushly-warm against the tiger and he just smiled as he stroked down her backside.

Her petite snowfox muzzle lifted up slightly to look at her would-be savior and he nose twitched with the most delightful spicy scent assaulting her nostrils. Those nostrils flared as they took in the heady musk emanating from his underarms. She snuggled closer to the tiger's muscular body and lifted up onto her tippytoes to get a better whiff of his scent. Her nose buried itself into his side, a soft pant escaping her muzzle. It was such an intoxicating aroma that she needed more of. The more she inhaled, the more she needed to bury her snout into his armpit and indulge in her sensory desires.

Tyger grinned slyly from ear-to-ear, his eyes closed to mere slits as they reached his office. He let himself in, caressing her in tow. His massive paw reached down and caressed her firm, toned ass slowly, grunting and purring as the door closed behind them. This was all-too easy sometimes.

"I never got your name..." he trailed off, leading her.

"Andrea..." she huffed between quickening pants as she pressed her paw to her face.

Tyger helped her onto his leather couch and sat next to her, cradling her head against his side. Her eyes had taken on a glassy complexion and her C-cup bosom pushed out with every deepening breath.

"You're doing so good, Andrea..." his voice was coaxing and calm "Just rest. You've had a good workout today and now it's time to recuperate."

The snowfox breathed in slow, calming breaths, inhaling more of that wonderful musk. Her mind was easing into a state of increasing peace. Every slow, calming breath Andrea took in pushed out her chest as she breathed in so deeply, straining the sports bra to its flexible limits.

Tyger wetted his lips as he saw the areola of her black nipples slipping into view. An arm slipped behind her as he stroked under her chin with his free paw, eliciting an aroused murrumble from Andrea. His musk had an aphrodesiac affect, arousing his partners into a state of euphoric bliss to enhance their own physical pleasure. He leaned over her, arm stretched out and bracing on the back of the couch, as he lifted her chin and kissed her gently upon the lips for a brief moment.

The kiss was intense for the snowfox as her nose wasn't far from the muscuclar tiger's armpit. Oh, how she wanted to bury her muzzle in and lick and lick and scent-mark herself with his musk. The very thought was so arousing, she hadn't realized that her was in her lap, slipped beneath her lycra shorts, massaging her moist, aching slit.

Tyger flexed his deltoids, then his triceps, and his biceps, giving her a show as she pleasured herself. His paw stroked up and down her backside giving her goosebumps. Every touch was electric, filling her with such erotic sensations that rocked her hard. His claws raked through her lush, dense fur ever so carefully, eager to see her potential surface.

Andrea's spine arched as she was hit with such an intense sensation as he touched her lower back just above her tail. The vixen's lats trembled and rippled with movement, with expansion, with growth. The area just below her shoulders blades toned and firmed, taking on a more muscular definition. She had little body fat on her person to begin with and now she had even less as her body was entering an amazing metamorphosis, one that defied logic.

As if something were actually moving beneath her skin, the rippling movements rose up her backside to between her shoulder blades as her rhomboids pulsed and throbbed, causing her to gasp between yipping moans. The process was nothing short of the most arousing experience. Her paw furiously rubbed and stroked lewdly, wetly between her thighs with abandon, unknowing of how this possible or what was happening to her.

The flesh below the fur bubbled upwards and out, changing the topography of her body with elevated mounds of rising muscle. It continued to her trapezius, her upper shoulders. Her shoulder blades were becoming more prominent as her shoulders beefed up. The curvature around her neck firmed, toned, and rose like leaven bread. She was already looking like she'd packed a year's worth of intense workouts into thirty seconds.

Andrea leaned forward, the additional weight on her back was making her off-balance. Tyger braced his arm across her chest, easing her forward momentum with his flexing muscle. Her supple curves were soft but firm against his fur, the nipples hard as rock as they jutted painfully hard. Tyger stroked her backside, comforting her in this awkward stage.

"M-- hhhh.. hhhh..." she panted heavily "my body is on fire from the inside... and it's... hhh.. hhhh.. driving me.. hhhhh... wild..." she struggled to speak through panted breaths.

Tyger smiled reassuringly, observing how the rippling motions worked over her collar bone and across her swelling deltoids. She was coming along nicely, becoming a truly gifted athlete in a matter of minutes. This was the secondary aspect of Tyger's ability., bringing out and accentuating the physical capabilities of others by touch. The rounded contours of her shoulders swelled prominently and into their own glory.

Her outer arms bulged with life as her triceps expanded outward in time with her inner arms as her biceps grew equally impressive, both muscle groups ballooning outward a solid three inches of sinewy beauty. It continued down to her clenched paws as the throbbing in her joints ushered in the expansion of muscle in her lower arms. Suddenly, the paw buried in her slit was working overtime with a renewed vigor and strength unknown to her. It was as if each and every rub to her sensitive nethers was administered by a professional Swedish masseuse. The pounding sensations to her inner tihghs was nothing short of orgasmic as the snowfox cried out in self-gratification.

The scent of Andrea's musk mingled with Tyger's as her orgasm hit full bloom. The aromatic bouquet aroused his senses as he was caught off guard only momentarily. His office reeked of sex and sweat, festering in the confines of two bodies' reaching their peeks, both sexually and physically. Her eyes clenched and her petite muzzle panting lewdly, her tongue lolled from the corner of her muzzle as she collapsed into the tiger's arms.

Tyger grinned wider as he watched his handywork continue. The nape of her neck throbbed with life, pulsing as her already-toned body took on a healthier gleam. Tyger licked his lips in rapt fascination as the sports bra grew more taut from the expanding flesh of her breasts. The feline liked his subjects well-endowed to match their beautifully-muscled bodies. With each heaving breath from the afterglow of her powerful climax- it was going to be only the first of many if he had his way. Her pert nipples poked against the stretchy fabric and as her breasts grew ever-larger before her eyes, Tyger couldn't help but notice how her black nipples were pushing through the tearing fabric.

Larger they grew, to the size of ripe canteloupes and Tyger leaned in,, directing her muzzle towards his. Heatedly, lips pressed together as his tongue invaded her steamy muzzle. His muzzle formed a tight seal, ensuring she could only breath in his deep, musky scent through her nose. He'd made sure to position himself properly as he leaned in so, so that his musky armpits were adjacent to her face.

Her muffled screams of joy were enough to reassure Tyger that she was having a good time. She'd resumed fingering herself as her hips rocked violently. He had her on the cusp of total pleasure meltdown. She was his plaything and soon she'd lust for him to ride her repeatedly.

As her perky breasts approached D-cups, they ripped through the remnants of her bra and a devilish grin crossed his muzzle as he cupped them in both large paaws. Tyger gave her pleasure, fueling her need as he pressed into her, kissing deeper, tongue-wrestling her muzzle while groping her still expanding breast flesh. He rubbed over her quarter-sized nipples with his thumbs, flicking the tips with his claws.

The reaction was priceless as his massive body kept her pinned in place, though she squirmed and moaned. Tyger's body began stretching his own clothing, threatening to rip it asunder as his pecs swelled against his shirt and the outline of his cock snaked its way upward, thicker and more pronounced. His balls rumbled and expanded to the size of Washington apples. He was needy as well and his need demanded he mate.

Releasing her breasts, he dropped his shorts without moving from his position. His massive cock surged to life before him and it slapped against his rockhard abs thunderously. He was growing taller and adding muscle mass the longer this went on. The couch creaked under the strain of the additional weight. Pulling away from the kiss, she could see the monstrous cock pulsing and throbbing before her. Her changes had only just begun as she lunged forward, pinning the tiger with her newfound upper body strength, rubbing and groping on his chest as she lapped greedily at the shaft's head.

His mountainous pecs swelled outward, ridged with crevasses of defined, veiny muscle. His nipples were dwarfed by the size of his manly pectorals, breathing heavy and sighing a breath of relief as he felt her rough tongue on his tip. He grew larger and larger lying on his back and that was just fine, since he wouldn't have to worry about smacking his head into the ceiling.

Andrea began towering over him as her body grew taller and taller, at least a good nine inches in height more had been added to her changing form. Her obliques stretched and grew with definition to accommodate her growing form as she licked and suckled on the pulsating tip as it continued to grow too large for her muzzle. The pearlescent precum that bubbled and spurted volcanically in her face.

Her abs flattened further then welled with bumped ridges as the defined lines came in meticulously and slowly. Seeing this happen before him was exciting Tyger further, causing his shaft to jerk and slap the snowfox in the face when she wasn't expecting it.

Down on her knees, her thighs swelled and shredded any decency she'd had left as her shorts fell to pieces from her pristine white body. Muscular thighs bulged and throbbed as she fingered herself infront of him while sucking the precum from his slit needfully.

Tyger threw his head back and his eyes rolled back into his head, thrusting his hips in time to hers and her finger-fucking. He would later regret not seeing her leg muscles tighten and firm with suh graceful definition, even as her rear toned and rounded perfectly. She was becoming what he willed her to be in his image of the ideal mate.

Her paws stroked up and down his length, slickened by the pre that had already dribbled down the length of his shaft. His breathing quickened and a few growling moans escaped his muzzle. His shoulder bloomed into full glory and his triceps and biceps ballooned into their might, the transition almost unnoticed to him as he'd undergone it so often. And then, his eyes shot open. Something slick, hot, and moist had just plunged over his length. At first he thought the vixen had actually managed to fit the head into her mouth, but to his susrprised the lusty fox had impaled herself, grinding her sex up and down on his mighty cock.

Her moans mixed with his and he gripped her sides, thrusting harder into her body. The feeling of his cock growing larger, harder, wider inside of her was numbing her mind with euphoria. She was stretched wide to her limits and still she wants more, her big bouncy breasts bobbing up and down as Andrea rode the tiger stud.

With a heft grunt, Tyger thrust his hips upward and lodged another two inches inside her hot body, rumbling as he could feel how deep he was. Andrea leans forward, her breasts there teasing and taunting Tyger deliriously and she kissed him passionately.

Her thighs clamped down on his shaft, amazingly powerful as Andrea now possessed the body of a bodybuilding competitor. She smirked and rubbed his chest, trailing her claws around his nipples and pinching, tugging at them as she bucked her hips into his counter-thrusting mating bucks.

His balls ached so. They'd filled and swelled so tremendously and he needed nothing more than to release his seed into this gorgeous vixen. Faster and faster they fucked until they reached the point of no return. She leaned back, carressing her large breasts and moaning gutterally as Tyger slammed viciously into her slit, grunting and growling as the arousal became far too much for him to handle any longer.

He came so tremendously inside her that they nearly black out the both of them. The snowfox collapsed upon her lover's chest, panting lewdly, exhausted, as Tyger lie there, stroking along her backside, still lodged inside her.

He loved coming to work.