He was gaining weight. What was once a toned midsection with abs was slowly turning into a curved mound of perceived flab. He just wasn't adhering to his diet, that was it. He'd gotten a hankering for snacks lately, things he'd normally not even consider eating. Sure, he had gotten frisky with that reindeer hunk in the showers, but that was unrelated! And the stomach bug that followed, it was flu season! It was fat, it had to be! He just had to keep up his regiment. It wasn't like he was going to get bigger any bigger.

...right?

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A bit of an impromptu idea  Quib helped give form involving a gym going doberman in some serious denial about the pregnancy he's facing. He's gonna have a rough time explaining aware all the changes he's about to go through in the next few months. Still gotta come up with a name for this boy if he's going to be a regular.

Art by  Quib
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