John made his way over to the bench press where another guy was busy with his set. "Move over. I'm gonna use this now." Though normally not an asshole, this new body of his made him irrationally confident he could get away with any demand. He intrinsically knew he was in control with every interaction with other men. The guy lifting weights currently was an asian in his early 20 who clearly took care of his body. While nothing compared to John's immaculate physique, his shirtless torso still showed off the outline of an impressive abs including a classic six pack.
Without even looking up or interrupting his set, the guy responded defiantly, "Fuck off bro, I'm not finished for a while." John just smiled and moved directly over his head, crotch inches away from him.
"Maybe you could use a spotter," he said with a snarky smile. The asian guy first noticed John's massive 350lb frame casting a massive shadow that blocks most of the lights over him. Next up was the smell - it was unlike any scent he had ever experienced. The must of an expensive cologne but with an distinctive but not unpleasant animal aroma. It was a primal smell that fueled his reps as he continued his lifts. This burst in energy was interrupted though as he was just curious enough to look up to see what this stranger was doing next to him.
Catching sight of John the beastly dog man, the asian lifter gasped in shock. Thanks to the reality-warping capabilities of the Chronivac, the presence of a German shepard anthro casually walking around in public was not foreign to him, but it was still quite rare for most humans (in this world anthros represented less than 0.1% of the population). Combined with John's sheer size it was enough for him to lose his concentration entirely and drop his weights.
"I got you bro," John said, easily reacting by catching the heavy bar with one hand.
"Thanks, man," the hunky human said. He was barely even angry he had been interrupted by John. "I guess you can go ahead, I'm done now."
"Sounds good, what's your name?" John asked.
"I'm Adrian," he replied. He picked up his water and moved aside, watching keenly as John prepared his weights.
"John. Spot me will you?" Adrian was stunned as the canine man added more and more weights from the rack. Doing some quick mental math, he realized John was going over 1000lbs! That had to be close to the world record, right? Nevertheless, John breezed through his set without much issue. Adrian could barely take his eyes off John, appreciating how his fur and sweat combined into a slick density that showed off his perfect muscles.
Adrian had always considered himself a little bi, but over the top musclemen never appealed to him that much. John however? He didn't know if he wanted to be like him or be with him the most. Distracted with this daydreaming, Adrian was almost startled by John's next words.
"Hey, I said, do you want to get changed now? We both seem to be done." Adrian quickly accepted the offer, keen to get back to the locker room with this friendly beast of a man he just met.