>>26968501>Be moderately skinny Anon>You decided to join a new gym in order to get that lauded Summer body everyone is talking about>Now you weren't the most knowledgeable when it came to exercise and fitness, but you estimated that you'll be able to reach your goals in about a month or two>How hard could it be>Clad in your old school gym shorts and off-white muscle shirt, you immediately hit the treadmill to get those gains>A little over half an hour in, however, your eyes catch something out of the ordinary>A humanoid grasshopper crosses your way and heads towards the free weights section filled with grunting gym members>This must be one of those chuubas you heard about after your move here>You watch their tall frame bend over and pick up one of the heftier weights with its three inectoid digits before going through a set of bicep curls>Finding yourself slowing your speed on the treadmill, you find yourself transfixed watching the bugman's warm up routine>Underneath the hard emerald chitin you can clearly see the musculature built up from years of training >You can hear a masculine, vaguely European sounding accent join the clamor of groaning and moaning>You aren't sure how long you staring but it must have been a while since the bug man makes his way over towards the squat rack>Affixing the weights to both sides the bar looks impossible for the likes of you to lift>As the sweat--can bugs sweat?--cascades down his abdomen, he stoically grips the handle and, with a shout of exertion, dips to the floor>His glassy bulbous eyes squint and his mandables twitch with every exhaled breath>This must be a try for a personal best>You feel your own legs nearly buckle from the pressure just by looking at him>With muscles bulging through his shimmering carapace he >Slowly but surely the bug man rises to the top, resting the bar back in its position>You were so transfixed after witnessing such a feat of strength that you didn't register he was walking his way over to you>Not wanting to be seen slacking you quickly increase the speed on the treadmill >"Guten tag," the bug man says cooly. "I have not seen you around here before.""Y-yeah I'm new here. Just joined up not too long ago."
>"Wunderbar," he exclaims. "My name is Caleb Horus. I saw you mirin' my form back there on the squat rack.""Oh no, you must be mistaken-"
>"Tut tut. No need to be coy mein kerl. We all need people who can inspire us to be our very best, yes?">You nod>"In fact, I can see such latent potential in you waiting to be unleashed!">With a jolly laugh he slaps his hand right on your back>"Why don't we discuss some training tips. Perhaps in a more relaxing environment. Maybe the sauna, hm?">You gulp 