'Why didn't we just start here?' Ryan wondered as he felt the wonderous pump running through his body. Each exercise felt better than the last as he pushed through the exercises. It was almost like his muscles were growing right in front of him. If he didn't know how long he'd been working out, he'd probably say they were. There was this consistent dull soreness running through him that usually came after a good workout, though he wouldn't dare tell Jeff that. Even if he was stretching a bit more than usual as he was, the workout felt amazing.
Sweat dripped down his body covering the golden hair graced his arms and legs. He'd consider it to be close to fur, if he didn't know what real fur looked like on somebody. Jeff had fur; Ryan just had a lot of hair.
"How's the equipment?" the handsome man from behind the counter asked. For a moment, Ryan only saw bunny ears before he looked the other man in the face. He didn't know why, but he felt as though the man had been significantly taller than he was. Maybe it was just the long ears giving the strange illusion that he was taller. They added nearly a foot to his 5'4" frame.
"I'd say just about perfect," Jeff taunted. "All of the weights are a bit too light..."
The gym employee cracked a smile back. "I doubt you'd find anything to your liking outside of a powerlifting gym," he said. Then tossed up a flex showing off the clean lithe nature of his own muscular body. The bicep may not have been as explosively big as Jeff's or Ryan's, but there was a clear amount of focus and strength built into the much shorter man. "We have to cater to all kinds of people here."
"True," Jeff said. "So, what else would you offer to keep me interested?"
"Well," the employee's butt wiggled as he thought about it for a moment. "There's a fully stocked locker room, showers, sauna, massage, and a juice bar. I can give you a full guided tour if you'd like. Normally we don't offer them for nonpaying customers," he looked Ryan up and down. "Though, I think I can make an exception."
In a case like this, Ryan would have normally felt himself blush. Though a cocky smile came out instead. There was a boiling confidence within him, and his hand naturally grabbed at his hard cock, only making the indention in his flexible shorts all the more visible. A dull pain shot through the bottom of his spine. He didn't understand the feeling of why his tail would hurt for just a moment, but then it started to sway ever so slightly as he thought about what he wanted to do. The small tuft of brown fur acted as a pendulum for the long ropey appendage.
"Just keep it in mind," the employee said. He turned back around to the front counter. His large ass bounced with the tiny cotton tail wagging as to draw attention to it.
Ryan stared. Hard. His eyes followed the little white rabbit all the way back to the counter. His tail swayed faster as more thoughts entered into his brain. Each one stimulating him more than the last.
"Well?" Jeff asked. The slick smile planted on his face showed that he knew exactly what Ryan was thinking about. "What do you want to do?"