FSE

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This story was commissioned by Sidewalk Lucario during my iron writer challenge last month. As always, all constructive criticism is welcome.

Thank you for taking the time to check out the story, and thank you to Sidewalk Lucario for commissioning this piece. Enjoy!

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"Come on, Jake; just one more! Push!"

Evin watched as the scrawny male tried desperately to push out one rep on the bench press, his entire body shaking with the effort. His dark black hair was already soaked with sweat, more of it trickling down off his forehead as he struggled with the weight. Anyone giving more than a quick glance at the human male would never have guessed that he had been already spent nearly a year trying to pack on some muscle, but Evin could testify that Jake's lack of progress was not from a lack of devotion.

"E-Evin!...." The bar shook and swayed slightly in Jake's hands as it slowly descended towards his chest, his body pushed to its limits. Just before the bar could settle on his chest, Evin's three fingered clawed hands grabbed the bar, helping him heft it back up onto the weight rack above his head.

"T-Thanks..." Jake's face was almost as red as the Blaziken Hybrid that stood behind him, panting heavily as he wiped off some of the sweat with a nearby towel.

"Don't thank me; just doing my job as your friend." Evin smiled as she handed Jake a water bottle.

"Well, my friend and personal trainer." Jake took a quick drink in between breaths. Having that unique personal and professional relationship is what allowed for them to be in the gym where Evin worked alone after closing time. Evin was doing him a big favor, and Jake seemed to feel bad that her efforts seemed to be largely for naught. "I'm sorry; I must make you look like you're bad at your job."

"Don't be silly!" Evin shook her head, her soft white hair waving back and forth behind her. Though technically a Hybrid, a person with both Poke'mon and human traits, more than one casual observer had mistaken her as simply being a very large Blaziken. With her thick feathers and hair obscuring most of her body, it was only when she wore clothes like the black workout shorts and top she currently had on did most people notice the feminine curves that lay underneath, and even then she had to catch the occasional Poke'ball thrown at her by a young child who couldn't tell the difference between her and a Poke'mon.

Fortunately for Evin, kids were the only one's that gave her that kind of trouble. Given how she was only an inch or two shy of six feet, she was just as or taller than the average trainer, though still a bit shorter than a normal Blaziken Poke'mon, and it's rare for a trainer to be bold enough to attempt to capture her and also too dim to realize she was a Hybrid and not a Poke'mon. Between the strength being part fighting-type gave her and he tight feminine muscle years of working as a personal trainer had given her made it clear she was a force to be reckoned and not someone to be taken lightly. She'd sparred with Poke'mon and Hybrids many times, and even those who had a type-advantage over her would be intimated by the sheer sense of strength, power and confidence that shone from her like a beacon.

Evin and Jake could not have been more of mismatch physically; she was a powerful Hybrid who towered over the shorter, scrawny human. Indeed, Evin had always been drawn toward the bigger, more confident guys that frequented the gym where she worked, but they all fell into an acronym she'd coined EFG; E stood for egotistical, F stood for fuckers, and G meant gay. The E's would be so self absorbed in their workouts that they wouldn't pay her any attention, the F's just wanted to fuck without strings attached, and the G's... well, she was a woman, and therefore simply not their type.

In almost every way other than physically, Jake was her perfect match. He was smart, kind of cute, and sensitive without being a pushover. They had been close for a number of years since they first met in high school, and though her physical presence was what first struck him, it was her bright, enthusiastic spirit that really shined through to Jake. If she devoted herself to something, Evin saw it through to the end, and always did it with a smile on her face. Her bright soul drew him in like a moth to a flame, and he loved every moment he spent with her.

The two had spent a lot of time together over the years, making it impossible for Jake to miss when Evin's eyes shifted toward a strong, powerful looking man that had just entered the room. He knew what she was attracted to, and was worried his friend would start slipping away from him if she worked at a gym surrounded by the types of guys she was looking for. While a part of him felt a little guilty pleasure when she would tell him about striking out with someone at the gym, he also felt sad that his friend was having such a hard time finding someone just right for her. Part of the reason he asked Evin to be his personal trainer was so that he could come closer to being the perfect match she was looking for.

While Evin did appreciate Jake's enthusiasm, his body simply didn't reflect the amount of work he'd been putting into it. You'd have to look very hard to see the roughly ten pound of muscle he'd added in the past year. Different exercises, supplements, diet changes; nothing seemed to make a significant change. Evin sighed as she watched her friend polish off the rest of the water bottle, wondering if it simply wasn't in his genes to be big and bulky.

"Man, I'm thirsty." Jake tossed the towel aside on the bench as he slowly rose, motioning toward the nearby water fountain. "I'm gonna get some more water; do you want any?"

"No, I'm fine. But if you're still thirsty..." Jake watched as Evin dug into her gym bag, coming up with a dark blue and black energy drink can. "Why don't you try this?"

"Huh?" James gently took the can from his friend's hand. "Don't think I've seen anything quite like this before; where did you find it, Evin?"

"I picked it up at that drug store that's a couple doors down in the plaza here." She watched as Jake examined the can more closely. "We already tried all the stuff that the gym stocks, so I swung by there to see if they had anything different and found that."

What Evin didn't tell Jake was how strange the whole encounter at the drug store was. It was really a last ditch effort to find something for her friend, and she didn't have high expectations as she scanned the small stock of supplements the store carried. It was less than what her gym carried, and she was about to make her way out when she happened to glance back toward the pharmacy department itself. What she saw standing by the drop off window almost made her beak hit the floor in surprise.

The Arcanine Hybrid that stood behind the counter was HUGE, almost filling the entire window area with his height and bulk. It can be difficult to get a really good idea of the musculature of some Hybrids, especially ones with fur, but only the blind could miss the sheer strength and size the fire breathing canine sported. The lab coat he wore had clearly seen better days, judging by how the sleeves had been torn off to make room for arms that seemed as thick as Evin's waist, and the way the coat strained across his chest with every breath. One false movement threatened to make the stressed coat simply burst off his body.

He gave her a knowing smile when he noticed Evin was staring, asking if he could help her with anything. His tone and deep rumbling voice told said so much more than words could ever say; he was an alpha, in every respect of the word. If he said he was the strongest being on the planet, and could have any mate he wanted, it wouldn't have come off as bragging or arrogance in her moment of wide eyed wonder. It would have just been the simple, absolute truth.

Evin didn't even remember walking over to him, or asking him to flex his arm. She just remembered how it felt when the peak of his bicep filled her hand as she held it, or how it felt like her claws were trying to dig through stones when she really gripped it, to the point she was considering if maybe this particular Arcanine had some rock-type in his DNA. He seemed to enjoy the attention for his part, and it wasn't until Evin heard a very loud, "Can I help you, MA'AM?" did Evin realize he wasn't alone behind the counter.

The tone of voice the blonde haired Raichu Hybrid was both polite and threatening at the same time, and the death glare she was giving Evin made her wonder if the two were more than just co-workers. That thought was clinched when Fire Storm(judging from the name tag on his coat) assured her that Evin was just windowing shopping, and that Raichel was the only one who got to take him home. With Raichel reassured and Evin feeling more than a little crushed, she tried to refocus on why she'd come here in the first place.

Evin started asking Fire Storm all sorts of questions of bodybuilding questions, figuring he must have been quite knowledgeable to get so huge. She was surprised when he seemed largely clueless about the subject, and Evin was certain he was lying when he said he only started to really hit the gym a few months ago. He didn't share the secret to his size, but he did point Evin to some products he'd heard good things about. Slightly dejected, she went back into the aisle, calling back to him and asking him to confirm what she grabbed was the right thing. It seemed promising, but it was awfully expensive, and ultimately she decided to pass on it. When she tried to put it back, however, something was in the way.

Evin was sure that can wasn't there a second ago; it was in the exact same spot the protein powder jug she'd just pulled off the shelf had been. Still, there it was; Poke'mon Star. There were no other cans on the shelf, no price tag, or even a bar code for it to be scanned. Evin took it off and asked Fire Storm if he knew anything about it. He seemed almost alarmed when she mentioned the name, but then he smiled and assured her that, yes, if her friend needed help bulking up, that was exactly what he needed. He told her just to take it, and not worry about paying for it. That made Evin raise an eyebrow, but Raichel assured her that it was fine. As Evin watched Jake pop it open and quickly drink the liquid within, she hoped that she made the right decision.

"Mmm; lemony." Jake licked his lips before placing the empty can on the ground next to the bench. He'd worry about throwing it out after their workout was over. "What should we start with next?"

"Well, we did your chest already, so why don't we move down to some leg lifts?" Evin motioned over toward the machine on the other side of the room.

Jake nodded as he made his way over to the machine, taking a seat on the chair as Evin loaded up the bar in front of him. It was a simple exercise; all he had to do was place his legs behind the padded bar, straighten them out and lift the weights loaded on the post in front of the bar.

Evin slid plates onto the bar, starting at about a hundred pounds. Jake had gotten to 150 before, so she made sure to start him lower and have him work up from there in increments. It was no surprise when Jake banged out a standard ten reps with ease, and she quickly added another 25 pound plate.

"Whoa; slow down, Jake!" Evin cautioned him as he did his next ten reps almost as fast as the last set. "Rushing is only good if you want to injure yourself!"

"Sorry, but I can't help it." Jake didn't seem the least bit winded by his effort. In fact, he looked kinda jittery and twitchy, like a little kid on a sugar high. "There must have been something in that drink that's energizing me. I feel like I can barely sit still!"

"Well, don't push yourself too hard." Evin cautioned as she loaded another 25 pound plate on, bringing Jake to his previous record. She had barely gotten out of the way before Jake starting lifting again. He seemed to move even faster this time, making the plates clank harder and more loudly against each other with every lift.

"Wow!" Jake seemed just as amazed as Evin with how easily he'd handled his previous top weight. "Let's try 200 next!"

"Jake, are you sure?' The sudden jump in weight made Evin nervous. "That's 50 more than you ever lifted before!"

"Come on; I can handle it. Let me at it!" Jake's sudden confidence almost put Evin back on her heels a little. She never considered him a wuss before, but he was usually much more shy and reserved than this.

"A-Alright..." Evin hefted on a fifty pound plate, kneeling down next to Jake as he started his next set. She watched nervously as he tried to straighten his legs out again, his hands digging tightly into the bench below him. Jake grit his teeth as he fought to beat his record, the weight slowly moving ever higher as he struggled to lift it. Evin watched with a mix of fascination and nervousness, fully expecting that she was going to have to catch the bar to keep it from crushing his legs when they eventually have out.

"O-o-one!" So sure was she of his failure, that Evin didn't recognize the fully completed repetition at first. Sure enough, though, Jake had made a full, clean lift, and began to ease the weight back down without any sign of loss of control. The trainer in her knew she should stop him once he returned to the starting position, that he was going to hurt himself if he kept this up. She even started to tell him as much, but she'd barely gotten the first words out before he started lifting again, a little quicker and smoother than the first lift.

Evin continued to watch in wide-eyed shock as Jake completed another set of ten lifts, the shaking and unsteadiness disappearing with each lift. His legs already looked slightly pumped from the previous two sets, and seemed to slowly expanding more and more before her eyes.

"...and ten!" Jake stood up quickly, looking almost giddy as Evin studied his legs in more detail, making sure he hadn't hurt himself in anyway. She was no doctor, but some anatomy and medical knowledge was standard for any personal trainer. The heat coming off them was almost enough to make even a fire-type like her wince as she traced her talons over his calves and quads, but Jake didn't seem to have any injuries or be in any danger of getting one. On the contrary, Evin felt a firmness she hadn't seen or felt in them before. "Come on; what's next?"

"Next?" Evin blinked as she looked around the gym. Something strange was going on here, but she could see trying to convince Jake to stop was a fool's errand. The best thing she could think to do was try and keep the rest of the workout as light as possible while she kept a close eye on him. Her eyes fell over to the rack of dumbbells. "We haven't done your arms in a couple of days, right?"

"Alright!" Jake dashed over toward the rack, grabbing a dumbbell in each hand and pumping out reps. Jake switched arms with each lift as he worked in a rapid, steady rhythm. His pace and steadiness seemed almost machine-like, and in the time it took Evin to walk over to him he was already reaching for heavier weights.

Evin continued to watch as Jake destroyed each set of weights he picked up. He had treated the 20 pound dumbbells like they were made of air instead of metal, the 40 and 60 pound weights following the same pattern.

"Finally!" Jake smiled as his rapid pace finally slowed down on the 80 pound weights. "It feels like I'm getting some resistance now!"

"Jake, are you feeling alright?..." Evin watched as he continued to work out his arms, keeping an eye on his biceps; they were the primary muscle in this exercise, after all. She had seen how big they had gotten in the past when his muscles were truly pumped, and his biceps had already seemed to reach a slightly higher peak than ever before. Even the triceps, which played only a secondary role, seemed more rounded and fuller.

"Alright? I feel great!" Jake smiled as he returned the weights to the rack, hitting a double biceps pose in the mirror. The sleeves of his t-shirt pulled back a little, exposing more of his bare arms for her to see. The shirt wasn't the only garment that was struggling to contain him his workout shorts seemed to cling a little tighter to his thighs than they did before as well. Usually a strong pump only lasts a couple of minutes, but if anything his legs seemed to have grown even more engorged and fuller since finishing his leg lifts.

"Are you sure? You're starting to look reall-" Evin's surprise was replaced with shock when she saw Jake grabbing the 100 pound dumb bells. They looked about as small as the 20 pound ones Jake had started with, but were made of a much heavier and denser metal that allowed them to be made smaller than an average dumbbell. They were designed specifically for stronger Hybrids; an average human would probably really hurt themselves trying to use them. "Jake, no!"

"What? Those other ones were getting too light!" Jake's confidence level seemed to be at an all time high, but his face softened a bit when he saw Evin was truly concerned. He wanted to make her proud, show her that all her hard work was finally starting to pay off, but he also didn't want her to worry about him. "How about I just do one arm at a time? I'll sit on the bench, and go nice and slow so you don't have to worry about me."

Evin wanted to tell him no, that the workout was over, and that they should probably be heading for a hospital. He was getting bigger at a rate that should be physically impossible, and she was worried he was either going to push himself too hard and seriously hurt himself or maybe even drop dead of a heart attack. She was happy for his enthusiasm, but she was seriously afraid it was going to come at the expense of his health.

She tried to tell him all of this, but the words died the moment she looked into his eyes. He had the look of a man who was driven, who wasn't going to take no for an answer. He wanted her support, but if she refused he would simply continue without her. The only way she could stop him now would be to physically drag him out of the gym, and he would probably be kicking and screaming the whole way. She could keep an eye on him and make sure he didn't physically injure himself, but she wasn't sure she could repair the wounds to their friendship if she tried to force him to stop.

"...Alright... but if I think you're pushing yourself too hard, you need to stop, when I say so. Got it?" Jake nodded and took a seat on the nearby bench, setting the dumb bell down in front of him and leaning over as he gripped it in his right hand. Evin moved behind him, watching with an intensity almost as great as the fire she produced as Jake began his newest set.

Jake took a few deep breaths, mentally and physically preparing himself for what he was about to accomplish. His first attempt was unsuccessful, his arm shaking and quivering but ultimately not moving the heavy weight. He grunted and reset, tightening his grip and making the muscles of his arms ripple slightly as he made a second attempt. Evin could almost swear she heard him growl slightly, but before she could question it the dumbbell began to rise ever so slowly.

It was clearly taking him some effort, but Jake was able to make a long, controlled lift of the triple digit weight to his chest before slowly easing it back down. The second lift came out a little bit faster and smoother than the first, and each one that followed increased in both pace and overall smoothness. When he made his tenth rep and set the weight back down, Evin could see a clear difference between his right and left arm. His left looked like someone who had been making fairly regular trips to the gym for a year; slim, but firm and solid. If it wasn't for the fact that the growth had all occurred within the past couple of minutes, she wouldn't have been surprised with what she saw.

Compared to his right arm, however, his left looked almost sickly and thin. His arm was easily twenty inches around unflexed, and she could clearly see the outline of thick veins pumping more blood into the throbbing muscle. She felt her pulse start to quicken a little when Jake flexed, his sleeve unable to cover anymore and bunching up around his shoulder. Even there it looked like it was straining to contain the muscles within.

"Damn, that felt good. I look a little unbalanced though, huh?" Jake bought his left hand down to the dumbbell, eager to correct that imbalance. He paused when he suddenly felt Evin's hand slowly running over his left bicep. "Evin?..."

"Just measuring your progress. Go ahead." Jake seemed a little puzzled, but didn't object as he resumed his workout. Evin made sure to stay clear as his first lift with the new arm looked identical to the first attempt with his right arm. As he struggled and fought with the weight, Evin could feel the bicep straining with the effort, even feel the blood pumping into it. She could almost see the muscle tearing, then rebuilding stronger and larger an instant later as he slowly raised the weight. It was like his body was working in overdrive, pumping more blood and mass into his arm to meet the demand the weight was putting on him. She was actually feeling his arm growing in her hand, and it was as much exhilarating as it was strange. The size of his arms in her hands didn't exactly match Fire Storm's when she held his, but it was starting to become vaguely reminiscent to her.

"Evin? Earth to Evin, hello?" Jake smiled a little as Evin continued to run her talons over his arm, even after his set was completed. "I think I'm gonna move on to squats next, if that's alright with you."

"Sure..." James slowly eased his arm out of Evin's grip, her hand slowly sliding down his arm as he stood up.

"AH!" Evin gasped as she felt a sudden, sharp prick as Jake's hand slowly left her grip. It had clearly been an accident, and Jake didn't even seem to notice as he moved over to the squat rack. What was weird was where exactly she felt the prick; it was right when her hand brushed against the back of Jake's hand. What the hell back there could have been sharp enough to poke her, especially through her talons?

Jake seemed totally focused on his workout now, either not noticing or just not caring about all the strange happenings. He didn't seem to notice how the fifty pound plates he used to struggle to lift with both hands he was now loading onto the bar with ease with just one hand. He didn't seem to notice how tight his clothes were becoming, or how the huge amount of growth he'd experienced in his limbs seemed to be slowly creeping into the rest of his body as well. All he seemed to focus on was his workout as he stepped in front of the weight rack, easing the two hundred pound bar onto his shoulders and starting his set.

"One, two, three..." Jake had done a full set of ten reps and was loading more weight onto the bar in the time it took Evin to get up from the floor and move into position to spot him. He added two more fifty pound plates, bringing the total weight to over three hundred. The already stressed sleeves looked close to the point of bursting, tears starting to form around the material bunched up around his shoulders.

"Jake, you really need to stop for a second. Something's really...wrong..." The nearly instantaneous growth her friend seemed to be going through had been shocking enough, but it was the sight of the back of Jake's hands that were the biggest surprise so far. Small, pearl white spikes were pushing through his skin, slowly rising higher and higher with each rep. It looked like something was trying to stab its way out from inside his skin, and the only thing stranger than Jake's non-concern was what seemed to be spilling out around the base of the spike. Instead of bright red blood coming out of what looked like a serious wound, it was instead jet black hairs were spilling out and over his hand. Thin and very fine at first, they seemed to experiencing the same growth as the rest of his body, growing thicker and fuller as they spread rapidly in all directions. By the time he finished his second set, both of his hands was covered in a thick, furry coat.

"Neegh..." It seemed like Jake had finally taken notice that something was wrong as he racked the weight back on the bar. To Evin's surprise, it wasn't the spikes or fur on the back of his hands that made him pause, but his feet as he started undoing his shoes. "My feet feel like they're in a vice. Gotta get these things off for a bit."

His feet?! Everything that was happening to him, and his feet were his top concern?! Evin couldn't understand how her friend could be so oblivious to his transformation, though as he pulled off his shoes and socks, she could understand why his feet were bothering him. They were covered in the same fur as his hands, and perhaps more importantly he seemed to have lost a pair of his toes at some point. Instead, he now had only three toes of equal size, making normal human footwear an impossibility for his overall larger foot.

"Ah; that's better." Evin could only watch as Jake continued to load more weight on the bar, her mouth open and moving like she was trying to speak, with the words simply not coming out. She was beginning to recognize what Jake was becoming, even without seeing his eyes starting to turn a reddish orange color or the black fur on his hands starting to turn a shade of blue as it got down past his wrists and spread further from there. She was watching her best friend turn into a Lucario Hybrid right before her very eyes, a very ripped and massive one at that.

Jake resumed his position on the squat rack, Evin barely registering that there was over 500 pounds of weight loaded onto the bar now. Jake let out a grunt as his knees suddenly buckled the second the weight was off the rack. Evin cursed herself for being so entranced with Jake's transformation that she forgot her role as a spotter, scrambling to help him as he struggled to keep his footing. She tried to approach the bar from an underhand grip, but the moment she would have seized it was slowly lifted out of her reach. Jake growled and wobbled a little, but he was slowly making his way back up to his starting position.

"O-One..." Jake grunted as he straightened out his legs, his shorts started to look like they were painted on to him as they struggled to hold together. A seam popped as he bent down for his second rep, a small tuft of blue fur poking through the fresh hole. It seemed like the transformation was coming even faster now, to meet the increased demand he was putting his body.

"T-Two..." Jake straightened out his chest as he rose again. His shirt had already pulled tight across his thick pectorals, so it only took the slightest poke from the new spike emerging from the center of his chest to make a visible hole in his shirt.

"Three..." Evin was having trouble seeing over Jake, the bar was beginning to reach a higher point on the squat rack than before when he fully straightened himself out. Jake wasn't just getting bigger; he was also getting taller.

"Four..." Tufts of white fur starting to spread around the spike in Jake's chest, similarly colored hairs emerging over the collar of his shirt and shifting to a solid blue color as they slowly creped up his neck.

"Five..." The hairs on his neck continued to spread upwards, and Evin could no longer see the front of Jake's body in the mirror as his height started to outdo her own. She wasn't necessarily upset seeing lats that flared out like the wings of Ho-oh or one of the other legendary birds, but she had to step to the side to get a better view of the changes happening on the front of his body.

"Six..." Jake snorted slightly as he rose from this rep, drawing Evin's attention to his expanding snout. His nose seemed to push out and expand in all directions, leaving almost no space between where the top of his mouth ended and his nose began. The blue fur continued to spread until it was roughly halfway up his face, turning black as it reached the tip of his nose.

"Seven..." The black fur of his nose continued around his head in three directions, two bands of it growing around his eyes while a third went straight up the middle of his forehead. The entire transformation was fascinating, but a tear from his shorts drew Evin's attention downward.

"Eight..." A blue tail emerged through the back of his shorts, starting to lose the battle of staying together as strings slowly unwound and frayed around the fresh hole. More of Jake's rear was starting to become visible, and if anyone was wondering what type of Hybrid he was becoming, the buns of steel that were becoming visible would've cleared any doubts from their mind.

"Nine..." Evin was confused for a brief moment when she saw what seemed to be a fourth spike coming out of Jake's body, this one right in the front of his shorts. She knew Lucario's only had three, one on the chest and on the back of each hand, and the tip pushing through his shorts was red, not white. When a fresh tear revealed the blue sheath that, "spike" was sticking out of, Evin realized it was his cock. Though made of flesh, it seemed to be catching up with the other spikes on his body in terms of hardness. A small voice in her head told Evin she shouldn't be looking at her friend's growing erection, but she simply couldn't take her eyes off it.

"And ten!" The heavy banging of the weight settling back on the rack finally managed to tear Evin's attention away from Jake's cock to his face, which had become completely that of a Lucario while her attention was diverted. Blue fur covered his face in the gaps between the bands of black around his head, the one across the top of his head placed perfectly between the big, triangular ears atop his head. He panted softly as he ran a paw hand through his black hair, which other than being a little longer than before was about the only thing that remained off the old Jake. "Man, what a workout!"

"U-Um..." Evin finally found her voice again for a brief moment as she stared at her changed friend. It was only for that brief moment, as her words failed her again as Jake gripped his damaged shirt. With the previous damage it had suffered, it only took the slightest tug to tear the remaining rags from his body.

Evin couldn't contain herself anymore; before either of them realized what she was doing, Evin was burying her head into his chest fur, nuzzling and nipping at the powerful pectorals that lay underneath. Jake had been her ideal mate in almost every non-physical aspect; he just didn't stoke her fires the way bigger, more muscular males had. Now he was huge, powerful, and extremely confident, and the sight of him tearing his shirt off his body also tore away the last of her doubts and resistance. Her arms wrapped around him tightly, her claws digging into his shoulders and back.

"Whoa! I didn't know that this was part of the personal training experience!" The initial surprise was replaced with a smile as Jake suddenly seemed to remember he wasn't alone. He murmured in approval as he felt Evin's rough tongue licking around the base of his chest spike, sliding a paw around her and pulling her gently closer to him. "Not that I'm complaining..."

Evin could only nod she slowly worked moved down his body. Jake stomach was like a cobble-bricked road underneath the soft white fur, giving each stone a nibble and lick as her talons wrapped around his waist. A quick poke from her talons was the last straw, making his stressed shorts fall to the floor and exposing him fully before her. Her initial thoughts that Jake was growing a fourth spike may not have been as far off as she first thought as she gripped his length firmly in her talons. What not as sharp compared to the rest of them, the spike below his waist was just as or harder than the rest of them.

"You had one pretty through workout there, Jake, and you've certainly made a lot of progress." Evin smiled as she kneeled down in front of the new Lucario Hybrid. "But you still have one area left that needs to be worked out. And I think you'll agree with me that this particular exercise is much more fun with a partner."

Evin was not having one of her better days with judging her client's abilities and limits. She had been underestimating Jake the whole night, and thought she could handle his length with ease as she slowly took it into her maw. The first few inches slid in just fine, but she worried she might be in trouble when her cheeks started to bulge with a little over half his length still to go. It was a strain, but Jake had been pushing himself past his limits all night; it seemed only right that she do the same. Slowly she took in more and more, fighting down a gag as she felt the head of his cock pressing against the back of her throat. She felt proud and slightly amazed with herself when she felt the tip of her beak against the base of his cock, somehow having managed to take over a foot of his metal rod into her mouth.

Evin slowly eased herself off his length, letting her tongue slowly drag over the underside of his cock as she returned to the tip. She took a few deep breaths, preparing herself as much mentally as she was physically. Getting a tight grip on his rear, Evin began bob her head up and down, trying to work up the same kind of rhythm as Jake had with his workouts. She started slow, letting his cock slowly stretch her mouth out to adjust to his size. Like most exercises, it was simple in theory. Also like most exercises, however, it was a lot harder in practice.

While she was used to her own body producing fluids during workout, this was the first time her workout equipment could produce her own fluids, and when the first drop of Jake's seed hit her tongue she nearly gagged on it. Jake gently gripped the sides of her head when he felt her start to falter, helping her keep her pace as she gulped down the thick liquid. His body practically reeked of power and virility, and his seed tasted much the same way as it flowed down her throat.

The flow of pre cum down her throat was already forcing Evin to drink for her life, lest she choke on the sheer volume of liquid Jake was producing. His hips started to thrust in time with her motions, his tongue hanging slightly from his muzzle as he panted in growing arousal. The old Jake wouldn't have lasted more than a few seconds with Evin's hot, wet tongue working over his manhood like she was, and the new Jake was having control issues as well, though of a different kind. The increased strength and size of his muscles was one thing, but the intensity of the feelings coming from his cock as Evin continued her workout were beginning to make his pillar-like legs quiver. His hands were holding onto Evin's head quite firmly already; much tighter and he would start to really hurt her. A growl of frustration escaped him as he struggled to keep a grip on his grip as orgasm grew close.

Evin's eyes went wide as Jake's cock expanded suddenly in her beak, almost enough to dislocate her jaw. She clamped down as hard as she could on his member as she watched his egg-sized testicles expand as his orgasm hit, making the buckets he'd already produced seem miniscule by comparison. The first blast spilt out the sides of Evin's beak, much of the second blast escaping as well as she struggled to keep her beak's grip on his length. She swallowed eagerly, only a small trickle of the third jet getting away as she drank and sucked his maleness eagerly. By the fourth, the only leaking was coming from below as she experienced her own minor orgasm.

Jake gently ran a paw through Evin's hair as she continued to swallow his load. Evin didn't know how much of his old self Jake remembered, but he definitely remembered her. She could feel everything he'd ever felt for her in his aura, which wrapped around her like a comfortable coat or blanket. However much he had changed physically, mentally and emotionally he was still Jake, still her friend and now her mate.

The two Hybrid's panted a little as Evin got back to her feet. The two stared into each other's eyes as Evin licked up the traces of his seed from her beak. They had never spoken a word about their true feelings for one another, and now words were no longer necessary. The long, tender gaze they shared as Jake wrapped a paw around Evin said everything that their words didn't.

"And to think I was worried about your endurance earlier." Evin smiled as her hand glided over Jake's slightly wet and still hard length as it throbbed against her belly. She glanced back toward the bench press that Jake had struggled with earlier. A naughty idea formed in her head as she led him back there, loading a few hundred more pounds of weight on the bar. Jake took the bar in his paws, looking confused when Evin stepped away suddenly.

"You're not going to spot me?" Jake asked as he watched Evin move around in front of him. Her foot hit the empty can of Poke'mon Star, watching as it rolled toward the locker room. She smiled as she watched it roll, not knowing or caring how it had done all this. Right now she had other things in mind.

"Of course I am." Evin smiled as she slowly straddled Jake's belly, standing over him and letting her small, pert breasts gently surround his muzzle. "We're just going to work out your upper and lower body together."

Evin usually got a bit of a workout herself during her personal training sessions, but tonight had been a different story for the most part. Normally she would be annoyed with that, but she was willing to make an exception tonight as she slid down Jake's body, straddling his waist as she got herself into position. At least I'm getting plenty of stretching in tonight, she thought with a smirk as she slowly lowered her pussy onto his length, letting herself sink fully onto his shaft.

Both moaned softly as Jake entered Evin's hot passage, his tongue hanging gently from his muzzle as they spent a moment just enjoying being so close to each other. When Evin told Jake to start doing presses, he did as he was instructed. He was confused as to what Evin had in mind as she gripped the weight as he slowly lowered it, letting the bar clink lightly against his chest spike. As he started to raise the weight upwards, Evin began to raise herself up on his cock in time.

"So that's your game, huh?" Jake smirked as Evin started to lower herself back down on him as he lowered the bar for his next rep. "Is this a contest to see which one of us was going to break first?"

"Mmm-hmm." Evin smiled as she continued to impale herself on his length. "Let's see if the student can outlast the teacher, shall we?"

Jake smiled mischievously, enjoying the chance to mix their passion of bodybuilding with plain old passion. The two of them began to really throw themselves into their workout, focused only on their pleasure and their workout. That was why neither one of them noticed the soft feminine hand covered in light purple fur reaching down from the other side of the locker room doorway, picking up the empty can of Poke'mon Star that had rolled nearby.

"Another satisfied customer." Melaine smiled as she watched the new couple enjoying themselves, sticking the can of Lucario Lemon in her purse. She could hear the loud, passionate mating as she slipped out the back door of the locker room to let the new couple enjoy themselves in private.

One day, the Espeon Hybrid thought to herself as she entered her car, I'm going to have actually charge for this stuff.

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