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Chapter 5 by Empty-guy Empty-guy

What's next?

Ian stays with Rocky

„I'll stay with you. Don't really want to end up in some stranger's gut.” Ian responded, remembering the whole reason why he tagged along.

„Great!” Rocky said excitedly, his bushy tail began to wag slightly. „Let's go pal!” He began walking to the exit.

„W-wait!” Ian reached out his hand to stop him. „You're in your underwear!”

Rocky looked at his body, mostly at his black boxers that could barely contain his huge package. „Yeah? So is everyone else. Or do you want me to go full nude?” The German Shepherd teased.

Ian blushed slightly at his comment, but quickly put it aside, and walked out of the changing room to look into the gym. And as Rocky said, everyone was in their underwear, or completely nude, the only person that wasn't, seemed to be a female cheetah walking on a treadmill with a swollen, kicking belly. Ian looked back at Rocky, who was right beside him, looking up and down his body. It didn't take long for Ian to realize that since he was the only with actual clothes on, he was the odd one out, and will make him stand out like a sore thumb. His face was getting redder, and more frustrated, but still fearing for his life, he went back into the changing room and took off his clothes, until he was also just in his underwear.

Unlike Rocky, or the other people in the gym, Ian had no muscle, or too much fat on his body, he was slim, with no extra pudge, the perfect body type for being a great meal, even Rocky thought that for a second.

„No comment, please.” Ian told Rocky, as they finally walked out of the changing room, and into the actual gym.

Rocky grabbed two big weights for each of his hands, then sat on a bench, and began to lift. Ian, did the same, though he grabbed the smallest weights he could find, and sat on a neighbouring bench, next to Rocky. As he tried to fit in, and actually lift, he couldn't help but notice that some people were taking glances at him, some even licked their lips while doing so. It made Ian feel quite uneasy, and made him worry more about his safety, even with a muscular German Shepherd right by his side.

„Hey” Ian grabbed Rocky's attention. „Why are they all staring at me?”

The German Shepherd didn't bother to look at the other people in the gym, he already knew what it was all about. „Well...” He groaned as he kept doing his work-out. „Everybody's looking for a hefty meal, and you're not the kind of guy to put much of a fight.” He blandly explained.

„I thought you're gonna protect me?” Ian hysterically whispered.

„Well, yeah.” Rocky agreed. „But I don't really want to start a fight, I kinda like this gym, and I don't want to get banned.”

„What!?” Ian loudly whispered. „Isn't there anything you could do to make them stop?”

„Well...” Rocky thought for a second. „I could act like I claimed ownership of you. But I doubt you'll like it.”

„Tell me.” Ian answered panicked.

„Uhh...” Rocky sighed, placing his weights down by his side, before turning to face the scared, naked kitty. „Well, there's technically two ways for me to do that. The first one is sending you to my boiler.” He pat his tummy. „Or using you, probably as my seat since these benches are madly uncomfortable.” Rocky **** a small laughter, that didn't make Ian feel any better.

Ian did look at the others that were around his size, some were already in the belly of a bigger being, struggling frantically while they unwillingly melted and their devourer continues their work-out unbothered. Some were getting eaten as we speak, while some were treated as a toy, or a piece of equipment. A bunny was used as a towel, his entire body getting used to wipe off the sweat off a gang of muscular canines, a raccoon was getting flattened under an immense ass of an elephant, while a sheep was sucking off a cock of a deer. All horrible, **** methods, but they were better than getting treated as a protein bar, and digested by a sweaty pred.

Ian looked back at Rocky, who seemed to eagerly wait for his response. He couldn't help but notice that the German Shepherd's body had already begun to sweat, and his black boxers seemed to have gotten quite soggy.

Ian's chooses:

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