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Incident on Safari

By Gideon Kalve Jarvis

Commissioned by JadeStyx

Note: All non-original characters are © copyright Disney and used without official permission.

There are a lot of things that were on the list of things that Brianna Laudner liked to wake up to. Colossal headaches ranked pretty highly...on the list of things that were pretty crappy while waking up. Dangling from a pole, suspended between two humanoid hyenas hadn't even been on that opposite list before, but now that it was in her realm of present experiences, she quickly decided that it was probably pretty close to the headache.

Glancing around as she let consciousness slowly filter back with each sway of the pole to which she was tied like a deer after a successful hunt, Brianna soon saw her sister, Rianna, blinking in the same dazed return to consciousness that Brianna was going through. Rianna was swaying on her own pole, barely visible past the hip of the well-muscled, spotted male holding up the rear side of Brianna's pole. As this was also the side where Brianna's head was located, she did her best to ignore the fact that the hyena was only wearing a loincloth. She'd had sex ed, sure, but she wasn't really looking forward to getting that educated about male anatomy. At least not with a guy she didn't even know, and who was very likely hostile.

This whole misadventure had started out as a simple safari. The elder Laudners could certainly afford to send their daughters off on a trip organized by their private school to spend some time in Africa for a combination of humanitarian aid work along with some time spent soaking in the sights and atmosphere of the Dark Continent. What could possibly be better for expanding the consciousnesses of the Laudner twins than to give them a chance to help out those less fortunate, as well as to see more of the world?

Brie and Rye, as they were called by their friends (and only their friends - the nicknames were too embarrassing for use by anybody else) had actually had a lot of fun, and really got into the humanitarian effort. Ever since the advances in genetics that had been sweeping the world had become commonplace, Africa's deserts had been the focus of a great deal of work by many organizations that wanted to use these advances to reverse the effects of desertification. Brie and Rye had spent their time helping the local tribes, both human and the many animal-men tribes that had sprung up and mingled into the local population with the spread of genetic modification, to build pipelines for water, digging trenches and laying pipe, before the professionals followed up to weld the sections together. This effort wasn't just for providing clean water to these many tribes; it was also to feed the various microorganisms that were hard at work turning sand into soil. These tiny creatures were so effective at their job that not only were Brie and Rye able to watch their hard work bring water to the thirsty tribes of Saharan Africa, but they were also able to watch the first patches of soil form from what had been barren desert, enough of it to hold the bushes and trees that the twins and their youth group soon got to work in planting, to help make the gains in de-desertification stick for the next group to help out in making still more advances against the desert.

Being good kids, despite their prosperous upbringing, Brie and Rye had loved being able to help people as they had. But being normal, healthy teenagers, they also needed their time for play and enjoyment. With the efforts of previous teams of aid workers, the southern parts of the Sahara had started to bloom, and there were wide swaths of veldt where there had once been sand, along with watering holes where there had been oases. In short, life. And with this flourishing of life had also come a return of animal life. Kenya and similar reserves were no longer the only places where the wild variety of Africa's animal kingdom could be found in abundance. Now good portions of the continent were retaken by the wildlife that had been driven back by the encroachment of humans and the desert, making a place to draw tourists from far and wide. And Brie and Rye had earned a free safari tour with their honest labor.

There was something about the new terrain, however, that neither of the twins had considered before they set out in the back of the jeep that took them out into the bush: the animal people were quite numerous in these new wild places, and many of them had become savage tribes, far removed from civilization, returning to a more primal way of life without the influence of humans to interfere with their instincts.

"This is incredible!" said Rianna, playing her handheld video camera along the rolling grassland around them, getting an excellent shot of a herd of zebra. "Mom and Dad are never gonna believe this!"

"Sure they will, Rye," laughed Brianna as she cinched the top of her canteen back into place, having just taken a good, long drink; even with her pith helmet and light khaki clothes, the heat of the sun could be oppressive at times. "After all, that's why Dad let you take the camera. Oh!"

Brie started, blushing, as she noticed one of the zebra, obviously a stallion, judging from how he'd 'dropped' his dangly parts, following another zebra, presumably a female, from the rest of the herd. Where Brianna turned her head away from the rough, rapid coupling that took place soon after, Rianna trained the camera on the scene, and even zoomed in for a better look.

"Don't be such a prude, Brie," Rianna laughed at her sister's embarrassment. "It's perfectly natural, after all." She grinned a bit, her own cheeks flushed as she watched the striped male's haunches working with force over the female. "Kind of fun to watch, too," she added in an undertone.

"We are almost at the camp site where we will meet the others," said their guide, a middling-height and build native man with dark skin that set off the white of his eyes with startling clarity, from the front of the jeep, glancing back for just a moment from his driving to make sure his two young charges were all right. "Then the head guide can take all of you on a proper tour of..."

But he didn't get to finish his sentence, as a moment later a spear crashed through the glass of the windshield, striking the man's right arm to one side of his bicep. Crying out in pain, the guide jerked the wheel in his surprise and shock of pain, only to overcorrect as he tried to bring the jeep back under control and back on the dusty trail running through the grassland. With a shuddering crash, the jeep came to a halt as its front half slumped into a ditch by the side of the road.

Thankfully, Brianna and Rianna had been wearing their seatbelts, as had the guide, or they might have suffered a great deal more than just being knocked about by the force of the crash. While the blonde-headed twins were still sitting in shock, however, the guide was galvanized into action, jerking off his own seatbelt and then turning to grab at those of the two girls, working them free with a hurried effort, hindered only somewhat by the wound to one arm.

"We must get moving!" he said with urgency, and Brie and Rye could sense the intense emotion in the man's voice and face, which awoke them into action. This was enough to get Brianna moving, despite her state of shock, and she was able to reach over and grab Rianna, pulling her up from her seat, getting her to climb with her sister out of the back of the jeep even as their guide was already starting off back towards the trail, taking only a canteen of water and his rifle with him, leaving the rest of the gear behind, not even bothering to bind up his wound just then, though it seemed to have been only a shallow cut on the side of his right arm, bloody but not serious.

The two dazed twins stumbled along for a few steps behind their guide, who seemed more intent on getting as far from the crash site as possible than on their safety, when, suddenly, several spear-wielding, spotty-furred shapes sprang up from the tall grass around them. The guide spun, getting off a shot but failing to hit anything as the hyenas scattered into the grass once more, before he turned and took off at a run. Brianna tried to keep up, but also wouldn't release her hold on her sister's hand, dragging Rianna along behind her. This slowed her down too much, and within moments the guide, surprisingly fleet of foot, was getting great bounds of distance on the twins. The despair of this realization didn't have long to settle into Brianna's mind, however, before more of the animal-men appeared, surrounding her. An instant later Brianna felt a sharp blow to the back of her head, and then knew no more.

Until now, that is.

Looking around her, Brianna gulped, her eyes wide, as she saw how ominous the terrain had become. From the bright sunshine of the growing plains, the hyena people had carried her and her sister into a dark, ominous land, overshadowed by many outcroppings of rock and...were those bones?

They were. Now that her head was fully clear, Brianna could see that, all around them on either side of the low valley they were walking through, there were bones of all sizes sticking out of the earth, or lying upon it without any consideration for burial. Many of them were massive in size, and Brianna realized that this must be an elephant's graveyard, something she'd thought was only a myth. The obvious age of so many of the bones around her, though, belied the idea of myth with cold, harsh reality.

Hearing a cry from her sister, Brianna's attention was suddenly drawn back, past the hyena right behind her. With shock, she saw that one of the other hyenas, an exceptionally busty, short female who was wearing only the same sort of loincloth as the males, leaving those full, heavy, black-nippled breasts hanging free, was rubbing her hand between Rianna's legs. Tilting her head only slightly, Brianna could see the hyenawoman's fingers stroking against the groin of Rianna's shorts with a skill that was too expert to be anything akin to idle curiosity. This female knew how to bring pleasure to other females, and it showed.

"I hope Shenzi lets us have some fun with you first," the plump female said with a giggle. "It's been forever since we had a proper orgy with humans."

"It's been even longer since we've had a proper meal with humans," growled a tall and frightening male to Brianna's left.

"What was that Banzai?" the female asked sweetly, glancing over at the male with a teasing grin.

"Just agreeing with you, Corva," Banzai replied, lowering his head. Brianna suddenly remembered what she'd read about hyenas, about how their females were the dominants in their packs. Obviously Banzai didn't want to challenge a female if he could avoid it, even if he did look like he could probably take her. "We'll see what Shenzi has to say, though," he added in an undertone.

Though uncomfortable for the dangling teens, the rest of the trip into the depths of the elephant's graveyard went without additional incident. Brianna and Rianna's eyes grew wide as they looked around them at the strange architecture that had grown up over the years, with generation after generation of elephants that had come to this desolate place to die, their bones piling up like stones in a fortress. But that wasn't all that made this place sinister in appearance. There was also the steadily-growing red light, and the vapors of smoke that started to gush from fissures in the earth as the hunting party and their teenaged captives progressed still further.

'It's like Yellowstone National Park back in the States,' thought Brianna to herself as the group stepped just beyond the elephant graveyard proper, into a place that was more composed of rock, with a great many volcanic cones sticking out of the ground, bubbling and churning with low-level volcanic activity. 'No, I take it back," Brianna amended as she shuddered at the red light the mini-volcanoes all around them threw everything into a frightening, sinister light. 'Yellowstone was a lot of fun to visit. This place is terrifying!'

Suddenly, as the procession came to an abrupt halt, Brianna gave a cry, one that was echoed by her twin, as the golden-haired teens were dumped unceremoniously from the poles to which they had been tied as the hyena in front let his end drop. Rough hands gripped Brianna and Rianna as they struggled to get upright, and they were hauled forward, then flung to their knees before the first step of a high throne made of natural rock formations and bone.

A bit dizzy from the tumble, Brianna nevertheless looked to her sister first, catching the blue eyes of her twin, knowing within herself that the fear she saw there was mirrored in her own eyes. Then both girls looked upward, towards the figure sitting on the throne. Almost immediately afterward, Brianna looked down, blushing furiously, while Rianna, also blushing, continued to look upward with fascination.

On the throne was a tall and muscular female hyena, sprawled casually on the seat as though it were an easy chair. Kneeling before her was another male hyena, this one with lopsided eyes and an expression that made it fairly obvious that he wasn't the brightest bulb in the box. The female was completely naked, as though disdaining clothes, save for a tooth necklace. She had little to hide or be ashamed of, in all honesty, as her breasts jutted proudly upward, their nipples dark and swollen and erect like towers. What was most astonishing, however, was that she had a prominent, black-skinned penis jutting straight out from her groin, right at the top of her vagina. Brianna remembered having read something about hyena females having large clitorises when she'd been looking up some safari guides, but this was ridiculous! The male kneeling before her was greedily licking up and down this swollen length, obviously greatly enjoying the work to which he was being put.

"That'll be enough, Ed," the muscular female said with a final grunt of pleasure, shoving the eager male aside before fixing Brianna and Rianna with a grin that made both twins shudder in trepidation. "Heh, so you're the latest batch of girls from the West, huh?" She sneered as she rose and walked down the short stair leading down from her throne, before gripping Brianna's hair, pulling the poor girl's head painfully upward to look her in the face. "Not much to look at. You Americans are all such skinny, weak little things. No use for breeding at all."

Suddenly, Shenzi (for this is who it must have been) reached down and grabbed Brianna's khaki shirt, tearing it open with a spray of buttons, making the poor teen cry out in shock before raising her bound hands, trying to cover up her suddenly-bared bra as best as she could. But Shenzi just snorted at this and grabbed Brianna's wrists, hoisting them over the human girl's head, and grabbed the pearly white bra in her other hand, snapping it off roughly, making Brie give a half-muffled sob of pain as the elastic gave way.

"What do you think, Banzai?" the hyena chieftess said with a derisive smirk as she looked over Brianna's breasts, teasing her calloused fingertips over one before painfully tweaking the candy pink nipple, apparently just to get amusement from hearing poor Brie sob. "What should we do with these pale, weak, skinny little females?"

"Pop 'em in the girlie boiler, Shenzi," said Banzai eagerly, licking his chops hungrily. Ed, still kneeling next to the throne, rose to his feet, giggling madly as he started towards Brianna and Rianna, apparently liking the idea as well. "They might not have much meat on their bones, but they should still make a nice stew."

"Brie!" squealed Rianna in fright as Ed, the mad hyena, suddenly leapt at her, bearing the bound teen to the ground, his huge pawlike hands grabbing at her clothing. The khakis ripped like tissue paper before Rianna was able to get her legs up under her and give Ed a hard kick to the chest, sending him flopping back on his butt before Rianna rolled over and tried to squirm away as best as she could with her wrists and ankles bound as they were, hobbling her. She didn't get far, though, before Ed pounced on her again, grabbing her panties and shredding them with ease, baring her pale little bottom, smooth and white and showing the tan lines of the skimpy bikini she normally wore to the beach back home.

Brianna, though, wasn't able to do much to help her sister, for she was suddenly grabbed from behind by the huge Banzai, who held her tightly while Shenzi grabbed her shorts, using her claws to tear them right off, tossing the tatters aside. As Rianna's brassier was snapped off, Brianna winced in pain as the lead hyena grabbed the front of the poor girl's panties, and yanked them right off, dropping the ruined bit of cloth to the ground carelessly.

"Bring 'em," said Shenzi with a sneer at the doomed twins while Corva, the short, plump female, pulled Rianna to her feet with surprising gentleness. "Let's get 'em cooking." The dominant female grinned at Banzai over her shoulder. "You do get the best ideas, Banzai."

"It's why you love me," laughed the strong male, before he bent and hefted Brianna easily over one shoulder, gripping her with one arm just above her knees. Brianna hated this position, as it thrust her bottom into the air, leaving her Brazil-waxed slit feeling so very exposed.

"Sorry, cutie," said Corva regretfully as she scooped Rianna up into her arms, carrying the human girl in front of her. "Guess it just wasn't meant to be."

Both girls were on the verge of tears as they were carried deeper into the geothermically active region where the hyenas made their lair, before they were both suddenly dumped unceremoniously onto their knees in front of an especially large stone cauldron. The crater was filled with water, which, surprisingly enough, despite all of the activity, steam, and minor eruptions all around, seemed to be quite still, and only warm, without even a heat haze.

"This is the girlie boiler," said Shenzi, kicking the lip of the water-filled crater with one digitigrade paw. "We call it that 'cause we prefer to catch and eat females whenever we can - they taste better, two-legged or four-legged. And this is the perfect place to make 'em into stew. Watch and learn, girls, 'cause it's the last lesson you're gonna get before you're meat on the table."

Bending over, not seeming to care how she was ogled by all the hyenas there (and, Brianna thought, by Rianna as well - what was wrong with that girl!?) by putting her spotty bare bottom and puffy black labia on display like that, Shenzi picked up a good-sized rock. Then, with a slight grunt, she heaved it into the stone cauldron. At first, nothing happened. Then, as both girls watched, the cauldron began to smoke, and then to bubble in a matter of mere minutes. Within five minutes, it had reached a full roiling boil. Then, with a popping sound from somewhere deep beneath the earth, the pressure started to build up, and the water level began to raise, bubbling and steaming and hissing and spitting like a wild thing. But just before the water could overflow, all of the commotion suddenly stopped, and the water level sank back, growing still and calm again as it seemed to drain almost to complete emptiness, until the twins could see the rock that Shenzi had tossed in. This was only for a few brief moments, before another few popping sounds could be heard, and the cauldron erupted in a huge geyser of steaming hot water that rose up over six feet in the air! The rock landed a foot or two away from the cauldron, seemingly unharmed.

"That's just for light objects," Shenzi said with a smirk, watching the horrified looks on the twins' faces. "Heavier objects, like a tasty-looking pair of tender, pink human girls will take longer for the buildup. That means that it'll get hotter for the two of you. And that means when you get shot out, you'll be nice and red, boiled, probably pretty badly burned, but still alive."

"Which is the perfect time to sink your teeth into some tasty girlflesh," said Banzai enthusiastically, grabbing the shoulders of each of the twins with his large hands. "Mmm, can we put 'em in now, Shenzi? I wanna watch 'em cook."

"Well...," Shenzi made a show of thinking it over, before she grinned at the strong hyena male, "since it'll make you happy, go ahead, Banzai. You do the honors."

"No, wait!" Brianna suddenly blurted out, even as Rianna started to sob pitifully. "Please, our parents are really wealthy. They could pay you anything, if you'll just let us go. There's got to be something you want that we've got."

"Oh boy," said the male eagerly, easily hauling both girls up to their feet, ignoring Brianna's words completely. "Two cooked cuties, comin' right up!"

"Please, let's talk this over!" Brianna almost screamed as she was shoved forward with her sister, who was now reduced to incoherent tears, shaking her head as she sobbed "No, no, no," over and over. "There's got to be something..."

"The only thing we want from you two," said Shenzi with a predatory grin, "is your sweet meat." She nodded to Banzai. "Put 'em in!"

"And then," began Banzai in a higher-pitched sing-song, a mocking and sinister parody of the sort of voice used to tell fairy tales to children, "the two tasty little girls went skipping all the way down the trail to the girlie boiler!"

"Not the boiler!" sobbed Rianna, too incoherent with fear now to think about her words. "Please, not the girlie boiler! No," she jerked against the powerful male's strong hands, the pink-skinned, naked girl squirming in a way that would have been quite fetching if she hadn't been fighting for her life. Brianna similarly tried to wriggle out of the grip of Banzai, fighting and jerking her body this way and that, doing all she could to wrench free. But all that this seemed to accomplish was to make the hyenas around them lick their chops all the more eagerly, their muddy brown eyes all fixed on the pair of human hotties writhing before them so erotically, before Banzai suddenly wrapped his huge arms around each of their waists, and hoisted them into the air. Letting the poor little teens kick their legs over the water of the girlie boiler for a few moments, all the hyenas laughing wickedly at the delightful screams this got from the smooth-skinned pair, Banzai plunged them downward, right into the middle of the cauldron with a loud, wet splash.

Watching with tear-filled eyes as the hyenas closed in, all of them drooling hungrily, many of them (males as well as females) with swollen black erections, Brianna turned to her teary-eyed sister. Their crystal blue eyes met in that moment, sharing an instant of total realization and understanding: they were about to die, and there was nothing that was going to save them. The water around them started to steam, and Rianna, always the more sensitive one, jerked as she felt a pocket of greater heat building just beneath her, making her move forward, right next to her sister. Brianna reached out, then, and lowered her bound wrists over Rianna's head and neck, hugging her sister, even as Rianna did her best to do the same. More splashes hit the water as the hyenas started to add a variety of native herbs and spices, all the better to season the tasty teens they were cooking, as both girls hugged their naked bodies tightly against each other, naked nipples pressed firmly together, looking upward in silent prayer to whatever deity might be listening as the water started to bubble, starting to sear their tender, lightly-tanned pink skins. Their prayers were the same: to be saved if possible, but if it wasn't, then to let the end come quickly, so each of them wouldn't have to watch her sister die.

ROAR!

The loud noise of the hissing of the water was suddenly overwhelmed by a vastly louder noise that seemed to make the rocks themselves shake and quail in terror. But if the rocks didn't literally do so, the hyenas all around certainly did. They only had a matter of seconds for the full realization of doom's arrival to hit home before the milling, spotty-furred beasts were suddenly set upon in the midst by a golden-furred blur of raw might!

From their position in the breasts-deep water, Brianna and Rianna could only just barely make out the swift, efficient motions of the huge, humanoid figure of fury that lashed out with massive fists and mighty kicks, sending a hyena or two sprawling with every single motion as though they were made of straw rather than flesh and blood. Shenzi was screaming orders desperately, somehow having gotten hold of a spear, while Ed and Banzai soon rallied to her side, only to suddenly be set upon by the unstoppable figure of might, and all three of them were sent sprawling to the ground with a single mighty swipe of the avenging assailant's paw.

As the leader of the hyenas and her two cronies went down, Brianna and Rianna felt a pair of strong but gentle padded hands upon them, gripping them beneath their armpits, lifting them up and out of the steaming water.

"Up you come," said a sweet and youthful, feminine voice, right before a sharp clawtip snipped right through the coarse ropes holding the girls bound. "Come on, girls," said the voice once more, a strong hand reaching down to gently pat each teen's tush lightly, encouragingly. "Don't worry - I'll get you both to safety."

Brianna and Rianna both looked around, then, straight into the face of their rescuer. What they saw made them both start with shock: it was a lioness! A humanoid lioness, just like the humanoid hyenas that had taken them prisoner and been about to cook and eat them, or so it seemed at first. The twins shared a look, frightened and uncertain. Did they dare to trust this newcomer, this person they'd never met before? Still, at a second glance, the lioness actually wasn't anything like the hyenas that had captured them before. She was tall and slender and beautiful, the very picture of a warrior princess. Her fur was a soft, tawny peach color, a simple leather loincloth all that covered her sleek body, and somehow both twins knew that she would shine like polished gold in the sunlight. But what was most striking about her was her eyes: they were a bright green, and seemed to look straight into the soul, while laying her own soul bare to any who looked into them.

Rianna acted first, releasing her tight grip on her sister (they'd been hugging each other while naked, Brianna realized with a blush that went all the way down to her chest), and taking a step towards the gorgeous lioness. But she almost immediately gave a pained cry, falling to her knees, clutching at her ankles, which were badly swollen from the tightness of the ropes that had bound them for so long. Brianna started towards her sister with a cry of alarm, only to stumble as well, ending up on her knees next to her sister, looking up at the lioness pitifully.

"You poor, poor dears," said the lioness, stroking their golden tresses with her gentle hands. "I guess I'll have to carry you, then."

The position was one that Brianna already knew, as the lioness bent her legs, and then lightly lifted each of the two slender human teens onto her shoulders, though it was new for Rianna. Where Brianna had suffered intense shame at being so exposed, Rianna, on the other hand, felt herself grow tingly in her nether regions at the feeling of air blowing across her smooth, bared little cunny. This feeling only increased for her as the lioness placed her surprisingly large hand on each girl's bottom, gripping them firmly on one cheek before she started off at a run.

Bouncing against the shoulder of the gorgeous, strong woman carrying them, this time Brianna and Rianna were able to see more of the scenery that they had missed as it blurred past them with the mile-eating jog of the lioness holding them both. Though their passage was faster than it had been going in, the twins were able to see the bubbling, hellish world of the geysers, and then the grey, dry land of the elephant graveyard. Then their eyes were dazzled as the lioness stepped out into the bright sun of the savanna, a light, soothing breeze making the grass around them sway.

Minutes after reaching the grassland, escaping the dark lands of the hyenas, the lioness slowed, breathing hard after the long run from danger and darkness, her perfect breasts (and they looked even more perfect than the much-larger ones of Shenzi, at least in the eyes of the twins, without a hint of sag), each capped with a delicately pink nipple, heaving as she began to walk across the soil of the land to which she was born.

"Quite an introduction we had, wasn't it?" the beautiful feline said with a light giggle after some minutes of steady walking, long enough for her to get her breath back.

"I, uh, guess so," Rianna spoke up, feeling slightly less self-conscious than her sister at that moment. "I'm Rianna, and this is my sister, Brianna."

"We were just out with our high school on a big humanitarian aid project, when we got kidnapped by those hyenas," Brianna chimed in, finding her voice at last. "I don't even want to think about what would have happened if you hadn't come by."

"I'm Nala," said the lioness with a grin that showed a great deal more sharp teeth than were in any human's head, driving home her bestial heritage to the two girls. "And I don't have any right to the lion's share of the credit," she giggled, "if you'll pardon the pun."

Only getting a light groan from the girls as an answer, Nala shrugged.

"Nobody appreciates good humor," she pouted, before she quickly regained her normal cheery expression. "Simba is my king. Actually, he's the king of most of this part of the savanna. Your guide contacted us as soon as he got back to your main camp, because he knew Simba was the only one who could get you out of the clutches of those hyenas. After all, fighting hyenas is the second best thing that lions are good at."

"What's the first?" asked Brianna as Nala came to a halt, and then gently set the twins down onto a bare patch in the tall grass. It was obvious that some sort of camp, complete with an empty fire pit, had been set up in the not-distant past in this place, probably as an emergency shelter.

"Sex," said Nala with a dreamy sigh, before she knelt by the fire pit and started to shift the stones around the fire pit, pulling out a Boy Scout's flint and steel contraption, made for lighting fires with greater ease in the wilderness, which had been concealed in the midst of the rocks. "Why don't you go and gather some of the wood from that old dead tree, girls?" Nala continued, motioning towards a tree that was in easy view of the old campsite. "Just a small armful of the lower dry branches should be enough for us. There should also be some food stashed in the hollow of the tree in a bag, if you'll get that as well."

"S-sure," said Brianna, her face flushed once more with embarrassment at such open talk of a subject she'd always been raised to believe was taboo and dirty. What was wrong with all these animals, anyway? "Coming, Rye?" she asked as she got to her feet, stretching her legs a little and finding that she'd regained strength enough to walk without too much difficulty.

"Um," Rianna said with a pause, rubbing her ankles, "I'm still a bit too sore, Brianna. I'll stay here and help Nala get this fire going."

It didn't take one to be her twin to know that Rianna was obviously lying. Still, Brianna just shrugged and turned to walk the short distance to the dead tree. If her sister was up to something, far be it from her to interfere, whatever it might be. Actually, Brianna was amazed as she walked away from the camp: after just a few steps, the circle of stones melted into the tall grass, even though she'd been able to see everything around the camp while she'd been inside of it. These lions were good at camouflage. And the air of the savanna was so warm, she hardly even noticed that she was still naked.

Back at the campsite, Nala motivated Rianna to gather some of the dry grass around them to use for tinder. Not long after this, Rianna was hugging herself with her slender arms, watching Nala as she got onto all-fours, her perfect, toned rump in the air as she worked the flint and steel, then blew gently on the smoldering trail of smoke that began to rise from the tinder.

"I'm really jealous of you, Nala," Rianna said after a short while. "You're just so beautiful."

"Thank you, Rianna," Nala replied, turning her head as she got a small blaze going, sending up a plume of white smoke. "But you don't need to be jealous at all: you're beautiful yourself."

"For a human, maybe," pouted the blonde-haired girl, looking down. "But I'm not your kind of beautiful. You're so strong, and wild, and free. You know how to live in this place, and I wouldn't know the first thing about how to survive. You're really kind and nice, and I just like listening to your voice. You can even talk about sex without having to hide how you feel."

"And you can't?" Nala asked, obviously surprised at such a statement. "Why not, Rianna? Is there something wrong about sex that keeps you from talking about the subject?"

The girl sighed, hugging herself a little tighter.

"It's just, well, all my life, whenever I had a question about where all the 'parts' went, and how babies were made, all I got was a lot of shocked looks before I was told that proper little ladies didn't talk about such things. But every Sunday, or so it seemed, that's about all that our pastor wanted to talk about: how lust and carnal pleasures were a vile abomination before the Lord." She looked up at Nala sheepishly. "I'm just repeating what he said; it's not what I think."

"What do you think, Rianna?" asked Nala, giving the girl an encouraging smile, letting her know that she wasn't being judged for what she was saying.

"I don't know," Rianna admitted, her head dropping to her chest, chin right between her youthful, upthrust breasts (smaller than Nala's, she noticed with more than a little additional envy). "That's the problem. In my Freshman year in high school, they gave us a one-day class in biology where the boys were taken into one room and us girls were taken into another, and they told us the basics of what sex was all about. The teachers didn't give us any time to ask questions; they just gave a quick presentation and that was it. There weren't even any pictures or slides or anything for us to look at and actually see what happened when people had sex. And even though that was hardly anything, a lot of parents complained about it, and I don't know if later students are even going to get that much."

"It sounds like you've got a lot of questions," Nala opined, her face filled with concern for Rianna. Rianna saw this, and felt a surge of genuine love for the beautiful lioness for caring about her needs, the needs of somebody she'd only just met, and on such a sensitive subject. "If you'd like to ask them, I'd be happy to do my best to answer. I've got a small cub of my own, and teaching her about the fun parts of the Circle of Life is something I've had to scale back a bit to her understanding. Being able to just explain everything without holding back would be a relief."

Rianna sat there a moment longer, looking over at Nala with gratitude written on her face. Then, letting the impulse take her, she crawled the short distance separating them and threw her arms around the other woman, hugging her firmly. Nala blinked in surprise at this sudden display of affection, but then she just smiled and wrapped her strong arms around the smaller human girl, stroking her back.

"Seeing all those naked hyenas, and how they kept treating each other, and how some of them wanted to treat us, it got me thinking," Rianna said in a gush of words, not holding back. "It brought back all the stuff that I never got answered, and then, just when I was sure I was going to die, it hit me really hard: 'I'm going to die a virgin.'" She looked up at Nala, desperate for acceptance, her whole body filling with relief as she saw it in those beautiful green eyes.

"You don't have to die at all, Rianna," said Nala, smiling down at the human girl, and then glancing a little lower, her smile turning seductive as she arched her shoulders a bit, moving her peach-furred breasts against the smooth ones squeezed against her. This made Rianna gasp softly, looking first down at where her hardened nipples were rubbing through the soft fur of the lioness' breasts and against Nala's own hard, pink nipples, and then up into Nala's face. Her mouth opened, as though she was about to say something. She never got the chance, as Nala lowered her face to Rianna's, covering the girl's lips with her own.

The kiss started soft, sweet, tender. Rianna closed her eyes as she realized what was happening, and she began to kiss Nala back as best as she could. It was her first kiss, and that thought, and that she was sharing it with such a gorgeous, perfect creature as the beautiful lioness who was even then stroking her back was enough to make her heart pound, her whole body tingling with an almost electric charge. Then Nala started to press against Rianna, leaning the girl back onto the soft, tamped-down grass of the clearing, her kisses turning more hungry, more savage and unrestrained. Rianna's cry was sweet music in the hot savanna air as Nala broke the kiss, her lips instead wrapping around one perfect pink nipple of the young human, suckling with gentle, steady attentions, and then pulling back ever so slowly, making sure to stroke her pink, raspy tongue against the erect little nub. It was almost too much for Rianna right then and there, and she opened her mouth to scream out her pleasure, only to have Nala press one of her own nipples to the teen's lips.

"Ever since I had Kiara," Nala explained with a soft moan as Rianna began to eagerly suck and tug on the lioness' teat with her pretty mouth, "my breasts have been so very sensitive. It almost hurts if I don't get some attention to them every few days." She arched her back, popping one nipple free of Rianna's mouth, only to turn slightly, pressing the other breast to the heated teen's lips.

Smiling down at Rianna as the girl closed her eyes in complete contentment and trust, Nala began to explore the human's delightfully smooth body, even while she made sure to switch breasts every so often, to keep the dangling orbs from getting that uneven feeling she'd discovered when Kiara had suckled too much on one side and not enough on the other. The lioness' smile grew a bit wider as she teased just her clawtips against Rianna's smooth back, and she gave a light laugh at the cute little giggle teasing the girl's ribs caused. This little cutie was sensitive, all right. Despite herself, Nala was already instinctively sizing up the skinny little teen as she stroked one wide hand over Rianna's flat, trim, lightly-muscled tummy, picturing it swollen with her lion's cubs (and her nose told her that Rianna, along with her sister, were certainly fertile enough for it). The noisy, muffled squeal of Rianna as Nala slipped her fingers over the girl's puffy pubis and down into the snug cleft between her legs enflamed Nala's lust. This all-too-quickly turned her mood from that of merely a kindly older lioness showing a younger, less-experienced female about the pleasures of her body to that of a healthy and very randy young lioness making out with a pridesister in the absence of a lion to properly service them. When her fingertips nudged at the thin barrier just past Rianna's tightly-clasped inner lips, Nala's mind was immediately made up: once Simba had finished dealing with those hyenas, Nala would present this squirming little female for her king's pleasures, letting the golden-haired hottie join their pride properly with a fresh, healthy baby in her belly, planted deep inside of her by the lion king himself.

While Rianna was getting her first proper lesson in savage lovemaking, Brianna had just finished gathering wood, with the food bag slung over one shoulder. It wasn't that heavy, actually, and neither were the dry branches. She couldn't help but wonder what her sister had planned, wanting to linger behind like that, but she supposed that Rianna would tell her later. After all, she and Rianna shared everything, though not always right away. It was just a part of the close relationship that they had, and the reason why Brianna completely trusted her sister, no matter what happened.

What Brianna saw as she drew near to the camp circle, however, put a serious strain on that trust. The wood clattering to the ground in her shock, Brianna immediately covered her mouth with her hands to keep from crying out at what she saw. There was her sister, her body flushed, sweat beaded on her perfect, smooth skin, being rolled onto her side, one slender leg lifted into the air by the strong, beautiful lioness, Nala. Nala, meanwhile, lay similarly, and then slid herself forward, until her own flushed, pink pussy was pressed firmly against Rianna's.

"This is called the kiss of chaste maidens," Nala explained with a toothy grin, rolling her hips against Rianna's, making the inexperienced teen coo in sweet pleasure at the friction between their tightly-pressed pussies. "It's for letting us girls have our fun when there are no males around." Rianna's leg lowered, then, to rest on top of Nala's outer thigh, the other teen's eyes closing as she started to hump her slick cunny against the lioness', her high-pitched cry of "Oh, oh, oh!" filling the air with each motion. "It's even better with a lion, though," Nala continued, reaching down to squeeze a finger into a slight gap between their conjoined slits, making Rianna cry out even more loudly, her hands flailing uselessly in the intensity of her pleasure as Nala stimulated them both with a good finger-frigging. "That's where a lion's hard penis would go," the lioness explained, panting, before pulling her finger back, and starting to roughly work her hips back against Rianna's own desperately bucking body.

Dropping to all-fours, all the better to stay hidden in the tall grass around the campsite, Brianna watched with wide eyes, one hand still clamped over her mouth, at this lewd, immoral display. What would Pastor Jones say if he ever heard about such a thing? What would their parents say? This was sick, just sick and wrong. But despite all of these deeply-ingrained voices that whispered and even shouted in Brianna's ears, they were slowly drowned out by the slick, squelching sound of her twin's sopping wet cunny grinding against the delicate, peach-furred slit of the gorgeous lioness, and the exquisite cries both females gave as their pleasures mounted ever higher.

"Grab your breasts," Nala called out suddenly, her shining green eyes swinging around. "Squeeze your nipples between your fingers - it'll feel good, I promise."

Thrusting her slender hips eagerly, Rianna's eyes stayed closed as she obeyed the lioness' command, her cry even more high-pitched as she didn't just squeeze her nipples, but savagely pinched them until they stood proudly out from between her fingers, almost screaming now in ecstasy. If Rianna's eyes had been open, however, she might have seen Nala's gaze meet the blue eyes of Brianna in the bushes, or the seductive, flush-faced smile the lioness sent towards the trembling teen, frozen for an instant as she realized that she'd never been hidden at all.

For a long moment, Brianna just stared, biting her fingers as she watched Nala and Rianna rubbing and squeezing their breasts and full, firm nipples, their cunnies rubbing against each other faster now, more furiously, as though they were trying to start a fire between them. Then, with a soft, helpless whimper, the more reticent twin's hands lifted, and she cupped her trim breasts in her palms. They were the same as her sister's breasts: pert, even a little small, and upward-canted, capped with wide aureoles that seemed to take up a good half of their surface area, with proudly erect nipples at the center like the bull's-eye of a target.

The twinges of guilt just adding additional fuel to her rising need, Brianna's eyes went back to Nala's and her sister's bodies, licking her dry lips as she watched the lioness stroke her large hand down her body, and then down Rianna's, what she could reach of it, before her fingers worked their way back in between where their slits were squeezed so tightly together. A bright girl, Brianna quickly realized that Nala was showing her how she could have pleasure as well without joining the lesbian coupling before her. It was as though Nala were pleasuring both twins at once, and the sheer sinfulness of that thought made Brianna shiver all over, moisture sliding down her inner thighs, wetting her smooth, pale skin. It was too much for her, and soon one hand began to stroke down her body, the other still mauling her breast desperately, before it tentatively slipped between her legs, her movements mirroring those of Nala as much as was possible. Brianna's own cry of mounting pleasure mingled with that of her sister as Rianna's body started to jerk in the throes of her first ever orgasm, keeping her oblivious to the voyeur in the grass whose pleasures were soon rising to match those of her sister.

Only a short distance away, Simba made his way from the dark lands of the hyenas, and back into the bright world of the Pridelands. His land, for he was king of all that the light touched by right of birth, right of strength, and right of wisdom. He'd learned a lot in the short years he'd spent as king, and his time spent in exile during the coup of his uncle had taught him a great deal as well about managing his time, about getting along with others, and about never letting himself grow so stressed he wasn't able to function. What he'd had to learn most as the lion king was how to fight, and how to mate females properly. Thankfully the lionesses of Pride Rock, including his own mother, had been more than happy to give him lessons in both of these aspects of life as a lion king. A fast learner, strong and young and able, with the humility learned from years of hardship and exile before he'd reclaimed his throne, Simba had very quickly begun to exceed the teachings of his lionesses. Now they were calling him the reincarnation of his father slain by the treachery of his uncle, strong in battle as well as in breeding. According to his mother, Sarabi, his penis was the very twin to that of his father's in size and girth, and his stamina perhaps greater than that of the former lion king. She did, however, feel it important to verify, and reverify, this statement as frequently as Simba's duties allowed.

Simba's penis was at that moment straining erect, shoving aside his loincloth in its insistence, proud and pink and prominent. He'd come through the battle with the hyenas unscathed, not even a scratch on his gold-sculpted body or a tuft of hair lost from his flowing red mane. But the rush of adrenaline and testosterone that a victorious battle always sent thrilling through Simba's body was more intensely arousing than he could ever resist. It was after a battle like the one today that Simba, flush with a desperate, burning passion, had returned to Pride Rock and found Nala lounging with her mother, Sarafina, basking naked in the sun of the early morning. Simba had taken only a few moments to admire how very alike the bodies of the two beautiful females, mother and daughter, were, before he'd set upon them both in a lust-driven frenzy, making both lionesses squeal like cubs with the touch of his huge paws and his rasping pink tongue and the steady, savage plowing of his mighty penis into pussy and tailhole and muzzle. He hadn't stopped until both lionesses were lying limp and spent on the smooth rocks in full view of the rest of the Pridelands, their bodies dripping with his cum, inside and out. That was how Kiara had been conceived.

Now Simba's nose was made to work hard with a host of scents at least as arousing as those of a sexy mother and her in-heat daughter doing some nude sunbathing. Nala knew that she was to wait for him in the camp circle as their rendezvous after he finished the fight with the hyenas. This was a rescue mission, and they didn't have much time to work out the details. Of course Nala also knew that Simba would be almost impossibly horny after a good, stiff fight like that, but she'd likely thought that he'd just find some release on a few of the hyenas, as he did on occasion, so as not to be too rough on his lionesses when he got back to Pride Rock, or to scare the humans he and Nala were supposed to save. But the hyenas, even the males, had made use of the rocks in their home turf to make good their escape in short order, and Simba had been left hanging, needy and aroused, with the savory scent of fertile human teenagers hot in his nostrils. Strong and healthy and virile, it was only natural that Simba would be so terribly on-edge at that moment.

As a lion, it was a large part of Simba's job to keep all the lionesses of his pride properly satisfied. Being felines, of course, few of the lionesses ever made this job terribly easy, the joke of herding cats regularly coming to mind. The moment a lioness came into heat it was quite natural for her to wander off somewhere, tail flagged high to better spread her scent, and let Simba hunt her down before she decided to find relief in the company of some other lion or whatever random lover might come along, such as one of the males of the zebra or wildebeest tribes. He had even once caught his own mother straddling the hips of a huge Cape buffalo, riding the bull with incredible enthusiasm. This meant that any lion intending to sire cubs, the driving imperative of both culture and instinct, had to be forceful, direct, and opportunistic. Simba, very much his legendary father's son, was hardly lacking in any of these leonine virtues. And so it was, as he walked with typical feline silence through the tall grass, only a matter of steps away from the clearing where Nala was waiting for him, and found himself presented with a pink, smooth, heart-shaped teenaged tushie, thrust upward in obvious invitation, the owner of this sweet-smelling, achingly fertile little cunny eagerly rubbing her hand between her legs as though she were trying to start a fire, that Simba decided to do what came most naturally.

Brianna started with a short cry as she felt a pair of massive furry paws come down on her uplifted bare bottom. She would have started forward with a jerk, but whoever it was that had seized her had a powerful grip, easily holding her in place, and even pulling her bum a little higher upward. The poor, startled, and confused teen realized with mortifying embarrassment that whoever it was that had grabbed her, he (she caught a glimpse of the person, and it was very much a male, judging by his muscular physique) must have seen her while she was masturbating. While she hadn't gotten any more standard sex education than her sister, Brianna had seen a lot of nature shows, and since the fur on this male's hands indicated he was one of the animal people living around here, he must have just assumed that, with her bottom thrust upward like that, so lewdly on display while she rubbed herself like the wicked sinner that she was, that she was offering herself to him like any animal in heat. An obvious mistake, and of course it was her own fault for giving in to her base desires like she had, and one she determined to correct right away. All it took was a little push, and soon Brianna rose up onto all-fours, turning her head to look at the large, powerful male that was rubbing his hands over the firm, nicely-muscled twin globes of her perfect, pert little bottom, right before she would tell him that it was all a mistake, and that he should let go of her now.

That was Brianna's intention, of course. But it wasn't what actually happened. She had only a moment to look up at the handsome face and perfectly sculpted body of the lion that had saved her and Rianna before her breath caught in her chest, making her bite her lower lip, at a loss for words. Her eyes strayed over his upper body, her view of anything lower than his waist frustratingly obscured by her own butt from seeing more than this, but it was quite enough. The lion's body was built like those guys on the front covers of the Harlequin romances her mother never let her pick up when they went to the library. This, as it turned out, was her only chance to speak her peace.

Simba could tell right away from the actions and reactions of this human hottie that this one was a problem female. As the holder of the largest territory in the Pridelands, as well as the lion in charge of the sacred Pride Rock site, he regularly received freshly of-age lionesses from neighboring prides, willing volunteers who came to him searching for a safe haven in the wilderness, and once his own daughters were of age, Simba would send many of them to lions that he trusted in similar fashion. This had given Simba ample opportunity to explore the many phases of young females during their first mating. Some were eager for it, perhaps too eager, and he would sometimes have to slow them down so that they wouldn't hurt themselves. Others were adorably shy, and he would often have to direct them in what they were supposed to do, letting them know how beautiful they were, and how much he wanted them, building up their self-confidence. Still others were defiant and teasing, the sort who liked to test him to see if he was really good enough to be their lion, and would require him to be a bit rough to show them who was in charge, while making sure to demonstrate that he could be dominant without actually injuring them, through sheer strength and sexual presence. Problem females, however, were the ones who seemed quite convinced that it was all just a misunderstanding. Their bodies might be screaming out in the throes of a desperate, needy heat, their wombs almost on fire in dire need of a splash of hot cum to quench the flames, and yet these females would do all that they could to deny that they were in any such state, resisting the final step that would make them adults. They were clinging to their kittenhood, refusing to give up a past that was physically no longer available to them. Simba had discovered, in no small part thanks to the advice of his mother, who had helped him deflower the first of these problem females, that the best way to handle problem females was to simply overpower all their protests with raw, undiluted pleasure. They would surely resist a little, make demands that Simba stop, even outright verbally deny what their bodies needed, even when he and they could scent that this was a patent falsehood, but Simba had yet to find one that hadn't turned into the most willing and eager of lovers after she had been properly handled.

Not realizing that her fate had already been decided, Brianna cleared her throat, doing her best to make her voice work again, even as she craned her neck slightly, just for a tiny little peek of...good heavens! Surely he wasn't seriously going to try and put that inside of her? There was no possible way.... Squirming a bit in the grip of the powerful lion that had seized her, feeling his fingers digging lightly into her dimples of Venus, doing all that she could to ignore the feeling of his hot breath on her most tender parts as he lowered his face to her little slit, Brianna finally opened her mouth to explain the mistake to this male and put the brakes on everything before it got out of hand. Of course, things were already well out of hand, as Brianna herself realized too late when she found that she was completely incapable of forming a single coherent word. This was because, just as she'd been about to verbalize her protest and explanation, the lion's thumbs had peeled her inner labia apart, just before his tongue lashed out, drawing ever-so-slowly and ever-so-firmly across her dripping little sex, starting at the base of her pubis, up over her hooded clitoris, dipping slightly into the cleft of her vagina, touching and rasping against places she hadn't really known existed before, as well as her tightly-stretched hymen, and then up still more, slipping out of her wet cunny and over the sensitive crease of her perineum, before his tonguetip ended its journey with a teasing and intensely dirty-feeling probe at Brianna's tightly-clenched anus.

Lacking additional education in such matters, Brianna and Rianna had once peeled off their clothes before an after-school shower at home, and had held up a mirror for each other as they'd sat on the cool tile of their home bathroom. Brianna had a book on anatomy that she'd somehow smuggled past her parents from the public library, and the twins had investigated every nook and cranny of their bodies like a connect-the-dots. Nothing untoward had happened then, as neither girl even had a bare concept of lesbian sex (at least Brianna didn't; Rianna might have had an instinctual notion, but she hadn't dared to act on it just then, for fear of being discovered by their parents). They hadn't touched each other, hadn't tried masturbation; it was all just an exercise in self-discovery. But now...now Brianna was introduced in full for the first time to exactly what all those mysterious parts down there were intended for. Not to mention a few for which they were not intended, as the feeling that came from the lion's tonguetip against Brianna's anus immediately warned her.

Whining a bit in protest, Brianna started to try and say something again, then gave up and started to crawl forward, away from that wicked tongue, only to have one paw of the huge male come down on the back of her head and then push her face down to the soft grass of the clearing, his other paw holding her bottom up nice and high. Her tushie was now a painfully easy target, as Brianna could instantly tell from how exposed this made her feel. This was made even worse when she realized that she was in full view of Nala and her sister, who were staring at her and the huge lion behind her with wide, eager eyes. Rather than doing anything to stop this male brute from having his way with her, they instead began humping against each other all the more vigorously at the sight. Desperately, Brianna tried to protest, tried to scream at them, to tell them that she didn't want this, that she wasn't that kind of girl. But all that came out was a protracted, shamefully slutty moan as that devilish tongue invaded the sanctity of Brianna's virgin girlparts once more. And then again. And again! It was too much! The filthy, disgusting, and intensely arousing sounds, the growls and grunts and slurps and smacks of his lips as the awful lion feasted on Brianna's innocent, juicy little cunny were driving her wild, to say nothing of how the actions that made these sounds actually felt....

Before Brianna even realized what was happening, it was as though a bright light had gone off inside of her. That was the best way that Brianna could think of to describe the orgasm that rocked her then. It was like an atom bomb had been set off right in her tummy. She was sure that she screamed, and was dimly aware of thrashing around, of calling out "Yes!" at the top of her lungs, her pleasures only slightly dampened by the sounds of voices.

"Let's go and get a better look, Rianna," said Nala as she slid away from the human girl's groin, both their crotches thoroughly soaked with the juices of their mingled pleasures, the lioness' fur matted down flat against her belly. Giving the teen a pat on her bottom, the pair crawled over to the side, with Nala whispering instructions to Rianna to keep her bottom up, since it was only polite for a willing female to do so in the presence of Simba, the lion king.

Rianna's blue eyes were huge as she saw, up close and personal, what cunnilingus looked like, as Simba lustily gnawed on her sister's upthrust little cunny. She noted how, with a light little flick of his fingertips, his razor-sharp claws sheared right through Brianna's hymen, making the other girl give a startled squeak. This soon turned into another truly slutty moan of pleasure as Simba's tongue promptly surged forward, thrusting deep into Brianna's clenching sex.

"It's beautiful," gasped Rianna, licking her dry lips as she watched this exquisitely erotic display.

"Simba's going to make a baby in your sister," Nala explained. "He's just getting her ready for his penis. He's quite big, after all, and she is very, very tight. And then, when he's cum inside of her, he's going to put that beautiful penis of his here," and Nala's fingertips teased over Rianna's sweet lips, making her suck on them for a moment, before the fingers stroked down Rianna's back, and then over her bottom and tiny anus, making the girl wriggle back into the probing touch, exulting in how wicked and naughty it felt, and how intensely, deliciously dirty! "When he's finished, he'll do the same to you," Nala continued, covering Rianna's smaller body with her own from behind, as though she were a lion herself, her hands gripping the cute blonde teen's breasts, squeezing and fondling the sensitive nipples as Rianna moaned in delight. "Soon you'll both have the lion king's cubs inside of you." Her fingers trailed down Rianna's belly, and then up into the slit of her cunny once more, and all while Nala held the squirming, orgasmically-squealing girl tightly against her body, Rianna's head resting between Nala's bounteous breasts. "Then you can be a part of our pride, and have pleasure like this all the time. Simba's mates, just like me."

This news was all it took to send Rianna over the edge once more, her precious, high-pitched wails of orgasm sweet music in the hot afternoon air. But for Brianna, this revelation made her start in shock. She was going to be made pregnant? Thoughts of what she'd heard about single motherhood, with all its horror stories, flashed instantly into her mind. These were immediately followed by the mental image, equal parts horrifying and intensely arousing, of herself, naked, with her formerly flat tummy heavily swollen like the pictures Brianna had seen of her own mother when she'd been carrying the twins.

With a final, desperate jerk forward, Brianna was able to make her sweat-slick body pop free of Simba's powerful hands and scrambled forward for a moment, desperate to escape, her thoughts muddled, rational thinking only possible on the periphery of her consciousness right then. She didn't make it even a foot before the mighty lion's paw caught her lightly on her hip, cuffing her clawlessly, easily rolling the slightly skinny human over onto her side. Rolling onto her back, getting her feet and hands under her to try and crabwalk backwards, Brianna realized that this must be the last thing a gazelle sees as she watched the massive, golden-furred male so casually crawl forward, covering her body with his own before she could make the least headway. Looking up with wide, fearful eyes, Brianna shook her head, trying to tell the lion that she wasn't ready to be a mommy, that she wasn't ready for having babies, that she'd never in a million years thought that she'd be having an animal's cubs!

"Wai-," she began, only to have the words instantly cut off by the pressing of Simba's muzzle against her lips. The kiss was rough, savage, primal, and soon his tongue penetrated her mouth, its exquisite rubbery barbs rasping against her smooth little tongue. Her skinny legs kicked on either side of Simba's muscled hips, and she whimpered as she felt the underside of the immense, girthy length of his mighty penis rubbing right up against and into the snug cleft of her pristine pussy. He'd removed her hymen with a quick sting - nothing like the agony she'd heard from girls in the locker room was supposed to happen when a guy popped your cherry - and knew there was nothing holding him back from fitting that big old liondong into her tiny little cunny. Despite herself, Brianna's toes curled at how good it felt, how sinfully sweet as Simba ground his lightly barbed pink penis against her cunny.

Then Simba was rising up, one huge arm slipping beneath Brianna's knees, lifting both her legs with ease almost up to her chest. This broke the kiss, and Brianna once against tried to catch her breath, tried to say something that would make this bestial brute stop. But the moment she lifted her head slightly, her lips beginning to move, a finger from his other hand popped into her mouth, easily silencing her.

"Imagine that finger is my cock," said Simba in his beautiful voice, a voice that just fit such a beautiful male. Almost before he'd finished saying it, Brianna found herself obeying, her lips pursing around the thick digit, starting to suckle it, her tongue moving along the underside. She couldn't help herself! And then he was tilting his hand down, causing Brianna's head to tilt the same way, until, before she knew it, she was staring straight at the mammoth lioncock resting on her flat tummy. Simba moved his hips a little, nudging the slightly pointed tip against Brianna's belly button, making her giggle a bit despite herself and how serious she felt the situation was. Those rubbery barbs on his penis, so human-like, and yet also like nothing human, tickled a bit, and didn't feel sharp at all.

"Watch it go in," ordered Simba in that gently commanding voice, and Brianna once again found she was powerless to disobey. Her blue-eyed gaze caught sight of her sister through the gap of her and Simba's legs, watching with eyes that were the twin to Brianna's own as the plum-sized glans of the lion slowly slid down Brianna's belly, and then lifted upward slightly, dangling right above the vulnerable gates of her girlhood.

"Guide me into place," Simba said again, but this time it wasn't to Brianna. The teen gasped around Simba's finger as she watched her own sister tentatively reach out with one hand towards that huge penis, before Nala's hand caught the girl's wrists, and then guided both of Rianna's hands to the ginormous thing about to be squeezed into her sister's fertile little cunny.

'Go for help, Rianna!' Brianna pleaded with her sister, her vain attempt at words turning into muffled noises that just heightened the arousal of all of them, even Brianna herself. 'He's gonna put his thing in me! Help, Rianna! Help, somebody! He's gonna get me pregnant!'

But Rianna, if she understood her sister (and it was likely, as close as the twins were), didn't seem to listen or to care. Instead, her face set in resolve, and she gripped Simba's mighty lioncock firmly, guiding it down into place, its thick, swollen tip slowly spreading Brianna's smooth, tightly-clasped cunny lips apart. Brianna squirmed desperately beneath the beautiful male on top of her, struggling and kicking with all her might. But it was all to no avail: Simba was simply too powerful for her. It was at this moment that Brianna suddenly realized that she'd been suckling on Simba's finger all this time, moving her lips and tongue in response to the slow thrusting of the furry digit. This made her cheeks flush even more deeply than before, and she dared a glance up at the dominant lion, for fear that he'd noticed. He had, and the triumphant, toothy grin he gave her made poor Brianna squirm even more, this time in mortification.

"Watch," he said, and Brianna couldn't muster up the strength of will to resist, her eyes lowering once more, wide and wondering. Simba held himself there, pausing to give Brianna plenty of time to study the shaft that was soon going to be balls deep inside of her, that was all-too-soon going to fill her to the brim with a litter of lion cubs and claim her as Simba's forever. And then, slowly, deliberately, he let his hips lower down on top of Brianna's smooth, squirming body. With wide eyes, Brianna watched in fascination, almost detached from it all for a short while, as that magnificent penis began to spread her open, sinking inch by meaty inch into her little cunny. Brianna even saw her sex clenching, pulsing visibly around that impossibly girthy length as it spread her open. She could see the barbs on his penis, as rubbery as she'd thought they'd be, and as painless, as they popped, one by one, past the tight seal of her inner labia, those on the top of Simba's penis rasping against her clitty with every inch gained.

Then the sensations started to hit her brain. If it weren't for the finger invading her mouth, Brianna would have surely screamed. But not in pain. Brianna was feeling a lot of things right then, but pain wasn't one of them. It helped that Simba was very gentle with her as he took his time in spreading her open. It helped that he'd spent so much time in foreplay. It certainly helped a great deal that Brianna was so turned on at this point that she could hardly see, let alone think straight. It was that atom bomb feeling again, a burst of pleasure like light going off inside of her belly, overwhelming everything else. Somewhere inside of her, Brianna realized that she ought to be saying something, ought to be doing something, ought to be stopping this. After all, she knew what happened when sperm met egg, and if both Simba and Nala could smell that Brianna was fertile, then it must be so, her own egg (or eggs, she realized with a shuddering convulsion of part fear, part ecstasy, since twins ran in her family), waiting eagerly for the flood of virile lionsperm that was soon to follow.

These thoughts were what Brianna conjured up in a final attempt to get control of herself, to make this all stop. Somehow, despite the forcefulness of Simba, his dominant presence, his powerful animal magnetism, Brianna realized instinctively that, if she told him to stop, and meant it, he would stop. But if she wasn't being raped, that must mean that Brianna was a willing participant in this sinful behavior. And if that was so, then Brianna realized that she was surely going to Hell.

That was the second-to-last last realization that Brianna was able to coherently form for some time. At that moment, Simba pulled his finger free of Brianna's mouth so as to set his hands on either side of her, hips starting to grind downward into her. Feeling Simba's cockhead nudge her cervix, his balls bumping against her bottom, Brianna realized just how thoroughly she was stuffed with lioncock, and just how good it felt. Then instinct took over as her body began to be wracked with orgasm after orgasm, Simba setting aside all gentleness now that the smooth human teen was stretched out for him, and instead starting to thrust his hips, bucking them hard and fast. His hips slapped against Brianna's flesh, his balls clapping against her butt, soon getting quite well soaked with her juices, the wet, luscious sounds of their mating loud in the hot air of the savanna.

"Oh, oh, oh, OOOOHHHH!" Brianna squealed in her adorable, high-pitched voice as she suddenly wrapped both arms and legs around Simba's hips and waist, pulling him down into her, ensuring that he wouldn't pull out, her fingers digging into his golden fur in her desperation. Her own instincts had taken over, and were ensuring that not a single drop of fertile cum would be wasted. Rianna watched all of this, cheeks flushed, eyes wide, before biting her lower lip, her eyes drifting from her sister's well-stretched cunny to Simba's hot butt, wriggling her own butt on Nala's lap as the beautiful young lioness worked her fingers against Rianna's cunny in time with Simba's own short, frantic thrusts. He was close, his whole body tense now, veins standing out on his neck and arms, his teeth and tummy clenched tightly.

With a gasp of awe, Rianna's mouth dropped open as Simba suddenly gave three more hard lunges of his hips, and then arched his head back, giving a mighty, savanna-shaking ROAR of mastery as his balls bubbled over, his orgasm rocking his whole body in waves. This primal roar was counterpointed by two higher-pitched cries, the squeals of Brianna as she tensed and jerked beneath Simba in the throes of forces of pleasure beyond her control, and of Rianna as she trembled in Nala's expert hands, shivering all over at the feel of the lioness' raspy tongue against the bare skin on the side of her neck.

Even in the middle of his orgasm, Simba didn't stop thrusting his hips, though he'd paused briefly at the first moment of climax. Now, however, he hunched over Brianna's body, his own arms wrapped tightly around her, squeezing her against his strong, broad chest as he rode her through her own chain of orgasms, spurts of his own cum leaking out around the shaft that was stretching the smooth human teen so very widely - there was just so much of it!

In the end, however, even the best of times must reach a conclusion of sorts. With a long, satisfied sigh, Simba lifted himself, letting Brianna's limp limbs drop to the ground of the clearing at her sides. There was a loud and messy schlorp as Simba tugged his gradually-softening cock free of Brianna's cunny, her juices and his cum leaking slowly from her well-stretched sex.

Worlds past the point of resisting any more, her sense of decorum long left behind, Brianna was gasping for air, open-mouthed, when she felt Simba's large hand gather up her hair, even as he crawled forward, closer to her head, leaving her feeling so very empty between her legs. Lifting her head with one paw, the lion king slowly stroked the base of his shaft with the other, then easily popped his freshly-swelling glans between her lips. Without thinking, Brianna closed her lips on the glistening red organ, realizing with a flush of the most intensely arousing sinfulness that she was tasting herself on this male's penis. This didn't stop her, though. All it caused her to do was look up at Simba with her beautiful blue eyes, filled with eagerness to please him, before she started to suckle on his hefty shaft like she might on an ice pop, slowly bobbing her head as she worked her lips around the throbbing length of maleflesh. She heard Simba growl in arousal, his fingers stroking through her hair, when she experimentally arched her tongue against the underside of his penis, and couldn't suppress a giggle as she pulled back, watching his face tense up into a feral snarl as she swirled her tongue around the thick glans. This proved too difficult for Brianna to keep up for long with her untrained mouth, however, and so she soon settled back into the steady rhythm of bobbing her head, which was turned to one side, all the better to take Simba's cock while she lay flat on her back, legs still widely spread from the heavy humping she'd just received.

"Your sister will need some more preparation, I think," said Nala, coaxing the panting human girl in her lap back onto all-fours before they crawled forward together, like feral lionesses on the prowl, rumps held high in open invitation. For a moment, Rianna simply stared down at her sister's well-stretched cunny, swallowing in aroused confusion at the sensations the sight sent through her inexperienced body. Was she really feeling this way about her sister? Her twin? But then Nala's hand was on the back of her head, gently guiding her face down to the sperm-leaking sex of her sister.

"Lick her clean," Nala said softly, bending her own muzzle a little lower still, then thrusting it forward, towards the flushed teen's tiny anal rosette. "I'll get her ready for Simba's cock back here."

Rianna hesitated for only a moment longer. Then she heard her sister's deeply-pleasured moan as she bobbed her head, sucking Simba's shaft as much as she could, managing about half of it before she pulled back again each time, looking up at him with hopeful eyes, obviously seeking his approval. Simba folded his hands behind his back, arching his hips forward as he did so, grinning down at Brianna as she so eagerly surrendered to his desires, giving her soft growls and moans that told her clearly that she was doing just fine.

Without Brianna's normally conservative behavior to hinder her inhibitions any longer, Rianna's eyes drifted down to her twin's flushed cunny, still copiously dripping lioncum and looking so very wet and flushed. Licking her lips, Rianna took in a long, deep breath...and then plunged her head forward, her tongue extending as she thrust it within Brianna's juicy depths. The blonde teen could taste not only her sister, but Simba's cum as well, her eyes widening as the full realization of just how sinful her actions really were. The loud, slutty moan of her sister at this initial, tentative penetration was all the incentive that Rianna needed, however, to thrust those thoughts permanently aside. In mere moments, she was licking and suckling on her sister's tasty girlparts with eager relish, holding nothing back.

Rianna was vaguely aware of Nala's head just below where the human girl was eating out her sister. Glancing down, Rianna caught sight of Nala slowly working a single finger into Brianna's tight-clenching anus, the lioness' pink tongue flicking over and massaging the tense rear passage, gradually loosening it up, getting Brianna's bottom nice and slick and ready for Simba's soon-to-come sodomy. Brianna's legs kicked a little at this unaccustomed intrusion, her eyes wavering downward, towards the females at work on her lovely body, but Simba merely reached down and stroked one big finger down Brianna's lovely, slender neck to make the girl turn her attention back to him, her eyes immediately looking upward once more. She trusted him, placing her comfort and pleasure completely in his huge paws.

It was only a few moments after this that Rianna gave a startled squeal, her back arching, her mouth thrusting hard against her twin's cunny, the whole of the motions of her mouth and the force of her cry translating directly into pleasure for Brianna, making the other girl's back arch, her eyes squeezing tightly shut at the rush of a smaller orgasm washing over her, a hint of further sensations to come. Nala had taken that moment, when Rianna's attention was completely diverted, to deftly slip her claws into Rianna's vagina, the razor-sharp edges making quick work of the teen's hymen. Rianna looked at Nala with a lightly accusing, hurt look on her pretty face, but this quickly faded as Nala licked and then kissed Rianna's cheek.

"This is what we do to our females when they come of age for breeding," Nala explained. "We lionesses prepare the sweet, pubescent cubling, and then sever her girlhood, before giving her as an offering to her new king." She smiled up in admiration at Simba, then. "Or the king himself will do it, if he should get such a sweet cubling in his paws before we lionesses can assist, or if the sweet, shy dear needs personal time with her new king and mate."

With a simple, deft movement, Nala then teased the finger of the hand that had just removed Rianna's maidenhead, still slick with the human girl's juices, against her snug young anus. At the same time she increased the pressure of her other hand's finger against Brianna's tight bottom. This continued for several more long moments, before, almost abruptly, her fingers popped at the same time into both tight little teens, making them both moan in startled pleasure. Brianna wriggled her hips on the tamped-down grass of the clearing, while Rianna wiggled her bottom in the air, both smooth pink teens increasing their oral efforts all the more determinedly as their bodies dealt with this strange, obscene new form of pleasure.

This chain of pleasure was broken suddenly by the lion king himself as he moved back, his spit-slick shaft popping free of Brianna's mouth. Brianna looked up at the lion with dismay, obviously afraid that she had done something wrong, but she soon calmed as he smiled down at her, stroking her hair reassuringly.

"I'm going to cum again soon, Brianna," he explained. "I just thought your sister might like a taste as well." He grinned a bit wider, waggling a finger teasingly. "You're rather greedy, you know."

Blushing at this light teasing, Brianna looked down her body and then to her side as Rianna, at Nala's light nudging, began to crawl forward, her pink little bottom held nice and high, like a true cat in heat from one of those nature shows the twins had watched. As her twin stopped right next to her, Brianna swallowed down her nervousness at what was going to happen next, and rolled over onto all-fours herself. Blushing even more heavily, she hiked up her own tush, putting herself completely on display, feeling the warm air of the savanna and of Nala's own breath on her exposed girlparts. In this postion, she was completely at the mercy of anyone that might come along. An image of the wicked hyenas from before popped into her head almost immediately, but though she felt some fear at the thought, rather than revulsion, she felt a surge of intense arousal. They would seize her, hold her down, ignore all her pleading and begging for mercy as they took turns, one by one (or perhaps more than one at a time...oh goodness!) forcing their thick black cocks into her achingly tight young body. This momentary fantasy was more than Brianna could take, and the very instant she felt Nala's fingers (two this time) penetrate her uplifted anus once more, she gave a loud gasp as another small orgasm shook her body.

It was in this moment when Brianna's mouth was wide open that Simba slipped his glans between her lips. This time, however, Brianna was fully ready for it, expected it really, and immediately wrapped her lips around the throbbing male organ. But this time, Brianna soon felt the smooth, bare hip and shoulder of her sister nudge against her side. At that moment, Brianna had managed almost two-thirds of Simba's penis, the thickness of it stretching her lips wide open, making her jaw start to ache a bit. Both girls had started to bob their bottoms as Nala's fingers worked forward and back, and it was a simple matter for Brianna to use this synchronized motion as she slid back to turn her head slightly, nudging her cheek against Rianna's. Rianna took the hint with an instinct born of their long and intimate association as twins, and Simba felt only the barest chill of the air before his heavily-leaking cock was soon engulfed once more by a hot, tight oral sheath. Their moans adding intensely pleasurable vibrations to their efforts, Simba growled, baring his teeth as his body began to tense up once more. He was close to orgasm, as both twins knew from prior experience. This just encouraged them to double their efforts, trading Simba's penis back and forth with still greater speed and taking him two-thirds of the way each time, made all the more eager by the addition of Nala's thumbs squishing messily inside each of the girls' cunnies and then down over their clits, even as she twisted her fingers within their snug rear ends.

In the midst of their bobbing heads, Simba suddenly reached down, gripping each of the girls by their long blonde tresses, and pulling his hips back, his cock bobbing in the air. He then pressed his penis right between the two girls as he knelt their before him, and gently guided the teens forward at the same time, tilting their faces down slightly, so that they were looking at his heavy, veined sac and the veiny base of his member. Immediately getting the hint, Brianna and Rianna started to lick and then to lightly suck on the potent seed sacs of the lion king, before they began to work their way up his heavy length, exploring him with their mouths, sating their curiosity about male anatomy to the fullest and in the most intimate detail. Then, just as the twins reached the very tip of Simba's heavily-dripping cock, their mouths open, their tongues extended to lick over the tip, tasting his salty precum, Simba suddenly pulled back while pushing the two human girls' heads forward, guiding them into a sudden and candid kiss. For a moment, neither twin knew what to do next. And then Nala began to grind the palm of her hand over their bared pussies, and Rianna let her inhibitions go, her tongue stroking against Brianna's in the same way that Nala had kissed her. Brianna didn't hesitate a moment longer after this, and instantly the siblings were locked in a desperately passionate French kiss.

The long moments of breathless passion between the teens was suddenly interrupted, or rather changed in its focus, as Simba pressed his penis forward once more, this time slipping his cockhead right on top of the girls' dueling tongues in a moment when they parted slightly. Starting a bit at this sudden intrusion into their shared pleasure, Brianna and Rianna shared a wide-eyed look, and then looked up at Simba with those same eyes. Their expression was one of passion mixed freely with total, slavish devotion. They would do anything for their new king. They belonged to him, body and soul, and they both knew it in their deepest hearts. As soon as this realization sank in fully, the girls kissed each other again, but this time with Simba's girthy organ clasped tightly between their lips and eager, lapping tongues. His hands on their heads, establishing his complete dominance over them, Simba started to thrust a bit faster, while Nala sped up her own finger-thrusting in time with this, signaling the imminent eruption. Then, with a mighty ROAR! that shook the savanna, Simba came once more, gushing right into the upturned, open mouths of his willing, eager girlslaves, marking the newest additions to his harem with his cum. For a moment Brianna and Rianna simply gulped down what splashed onto their faces and chins and upper chests. Then they both leaned forward and started to suckle on the very tip of Simba's glans, taking turns in quick little sips before passing the heavy shaft to the other, like taking a shared drink from an overpressured water fountain.

This time, even as Simba's orgasm dwindled, his erection did not. How could it, presented with the eager faces and even more eagerly wiggling tushies of these adorable, sexually-awakened teens? Seizing the moment, Simba reached out and seized Rianna's smooth pink bum with a dominant growl, before crawling forward, circling her like a wild animal. Both twins shivered in passionate trepidation, knowing how much they were completely at the mercy of this wild male beast. He could do quite literally anything to them at this point, and they would be willing participants.

"My cock needs some more lubing up," Simba growled as he gripping Rianna's hips, even as Nala moved out of the way, "before I claim you both anally. And Rianna needs to be properly claimed as well."

This last sentence was a hot, growling whisper across the back of Rianna's neck, making her legs tense up, an erotic thrill tingling right up into the pit of her stomach. She gave a short cry as she felt Simba's slightly pointed glans nudge against the folds of her labia, and then prize them apart, sinking into her right up to the corona of his almost-human penis, right where his rubbery barbs started as a backwards-facing ring just beneath the corona. Instinctively, Rianna pressed her thighs together, even as she lowered her face almost to the ground, leaning her cheek on her folded arms. Her whole body started to tense up in eager anticipation, her juices leaking down her thighs and Simba's shaft.

"Relax, Rianna," said Simba gently, one big paw stroking her back, just as she might have petted a housecat. "I don't want to hurt you."

"I," began Rianna, before wetting her lips, "I want it rough. And I want you to spread me open sooo much. I want to be as tight as...as tight as Nala's cub!"

That got a reaction out of Simba, as he suddenly growled low and deep and dangerous, raw sexual energy shivering in every nuance of the guttural curl of the sound, and grabbed Rianna's smooth, upturned pink bottom firmly, his claws lightly digging into her smooth, perfect flesh. For a moment Rianna thought that Simba would simply plow into her without mercy, but instead his thrust was slow, steady, constant, as the mighty lion king took his time, sinking inch after meaty inch of his immense organ into Rianna in a single long thrust, until his balls clapped lightly against Rianna's clitoris, his cockhead pressed against her cervix. This sensation alone was enough to drive Rianna crazy, and she came right then and there, her back arching as she cried out sweetly.

It was as Simba was pulling back for his next thrust that Nala came back into play. Brianna was still in her former position on all-fours, right next to her sister, looking over her shoulder as she trembled in anticipation, watching Simba's face and the sexy expressions that covered it as he sank himself to the hilt in her sister. But then Nala's own paws were suddenly gripping Brianna's butt, turning her around so that she was at a right angle, facing the coupling pair, her eyes zeroed right onto where Simba was buried balls-deep in Rianna.

"Let's encourage them," Nala whispered to Brianna, gripping the other teen's bottom with only one hand now, her fingers thrusting easily into the human girl's slick cunny and starting to work themselves with a will. Brianna could only nod as she and Nala, side-by-side, crawled the short distance forward, and thrust their mouths right up to where Rianna's juices were leaking from her flushed, widely-stretched cunny.

Rianna gave a sharp cry of pleasure as Simba sawed his cock back and forth for a moment, making the rubbery barbs rasp against her clitty on the short inward thrust and the stimulation to her G-spot on the pull back. An instant later she cried out again, this time with a higher, more desperate pitch, as Nala's broad, raspy tongue and Brianna's smooth human one began to lap and lick and slurp at her clitty, over her wide-stretched sex lips, and then up Simba's shaft and balls, before heading back down again. Her cries soon turned into a positive wail as Simba started to thrust, faster, and then faster, and soon held nothing back at all.

Brianna found herself drunk on it all, on the sensations that came from Nala's stimulation of her dripping pussy, on the taste of her sister mingled with her new king, and on the raw pleasure of the mating pair just barely above her. Those heavy lionballs slapping against her sister's rasped raw sex before her eyes, the copious juices and precum that leaked down onto her upturned face, the wonderfully erotic noises the mating pair made as they coupled in primal, eager savagery, the taste and scent of sweat and slick juices, the feel of alternating soft flesh and soft fur against her skin...and when Simba snapped his jaws in the air with a loud click just above Rianna's neck, biting back the roar of orgasm that ripped through him a third time, when Rianna screamed, high-pitched and sweet, her head lifting like a wolf howling to the moon, when the juices of girl and lion gushed down onto Brianna's tongue, she came as well, her own juices gushing out onto Nala'a fingers, soaking the lioness' pawfur through in an instant.

After so many orgasms, so many new and overwhelming experiences, neither twin was able to move much, or was even completely aware of what was happening except in vague sensations as Simba and Nala pulled out of them with a pair of slurping sounds, Simba's penis making a far greater sound than Nala's finger, of course. It was a simple matter for the still-eager lions to turn the sweat-beaded teens so that they were side by side once more, their shoulders, hips and the sides of their upturned, heart-shaped bottoms pressed firmly against each other. Despite their immense stamina as lions, Simba and Nala knew that the human girls before them didn't have similar degrees of endurance, and likely wouldn't have even if they were lionesses. After all, it was their first time. His huge paws coming down on both girls' upturned pink rumps, his left hand gripping Brianna while the right gripped Rianna, Simba took his time, alternating rubbing his hard shaft in the crease of each teen's tushie, letting his precum leak heavily down onto their anal regions.

"Now it's time for the final claiming," said Simba as the girls gradually came back to their senses, their eyes widening as they realized their present position. "Brianna first, and then Rianna. Get ready..."

The girls traded a wide-eyed look, their breathing coming fast, their hearts pounding in their chests. They were really going to do it! They were really going to go all the way with...

"Oh!" Brianna cried out, her tight cheeks tensing as she felt Simba's pointed cocktip nudge at her well-lubricated anal chrysanthemum. "OH!"

Despite all her anticipation, and her loudly vocal reaction as Simba's cock popped past her anal ring, taking her last virginity, and began to thrust deep, deep into Brianna's bottom, it actually didn't hurt a bit. She was so well-lubricated, and so thoroughly aroused, and also so thoroughly forced into relaxation from all the other things that had happened, that all Brianna really felt was a sensation of extreme fullness. This was followed almost immediately afterward by a sensation of the most exquisite pleasure as Nala's muzzle wetly closed on her still-dripping cunny, messily slurping on the girl's sex and still-throbbing clitty. And this in turn was replaced by a sensation of the most extreme emptiness as Simba suddenly pulled out, and then pressed his hefty cockhead to Rianna's tiny bud, before thrusting into her with a feral grunt, soon drowned out by Rianna's own girlish squeal of surprise, soon to be followed by a squeal of pleasure as Nala lashed her tongue over Rianna's sex in the same way she'd attended to Brianna's needs.

It was only a matter of once more thrusting into each teenaged twins' tushie, enough to get them loosened up and ready for more vigorous use before Simba and Nala settled into a pattern. Plunging down into Brianna, Simba worked himself into her good and hard and fast, his hips and balls slapping against her bare flesh a good half-dozen times, even as his fingers penetrated Rianna's bum in turn and with equal vigor. At the same time, Nala eagerly slurped on Brianna's throbbing clitty, almost gnawing on the aching lovebud until it was almost more than the teen could bear. And then it was suddenly Rianna's turn to get the same treatment, Simba's mighty lioncock plunging balls deep into her again and again, her cunny lashed eagerly by Nala's questing tongue, while Brianna had to content herself with enjoying the lion king's thick digits keeping her sphincter loose enough to take him easily when it was finally her turn again.

Both sisters' breasts bobbed in an alternating rhythm as their slim young bodies were rocked back and forth by the constant attentions of Simba's thrusting hips and Nala's eager, questing mouth, their pink bodies bathed in a sheen of sweat, their mouths open as they panted and moaned and gasped for breath. Suddenly, in the heat of the moment, Rianna lifted her head, her cheeks heavily flushed, her expression one of utter bliss and near exhaustion evenly mingled, and suddenly turned slightly to kiss her sister straight on the mouth. Brianna's breath caught in her throat for a moment, until she felt Simba's huge balls slap against her soaking wet cunny, his cock drilling her depths to the roots. That was all it took to encourage her to start kissing Rianna back, shuddering slightly at the feel of Simba's claws lightly rasping along her bare bottom, a shiver shared by Rianna as those same claws teased her own sensitive skin. The girls were orgasming almost constantly now, one burst of pleasure picking up as the last started to fade, and this was having a toll on Simba's own endurance. After all, with each spike of pleasure rocking through the twins' young bodies, their sphincters promptly clamped down on Simba's cock, forcing him to work extra hard just to keep thrusting, even as he was so enthusiastically milked by those tight teenaged tushies.

This passionate kiss continued until, his passions boiling over at last, Simba pulled himself free of Rianna's bum with a loud slurp, his glistening shaft bobbing in the open air for a moment. A moment later, Nala's hand encircled the base of his shaft, giving it a good squeeze and two quick pumps that went halfway up his prominent length. Holding nothing back from the mighty ROAR that signaled his orgasmic eruption, Simba's cum gushed out once more, splashing down on the uplifted, presented bare bottoms of both human girls in a light patter like rain. His fingers on each paw penetrated their now-vacant cunnies in that moment, jerking spasmodically downward, grinding hard against the girls' G-spots until he was rewarded with a pair of perfectly harmonized, high-pitched screams. This was the final straw for Brianna and Rianna, as they collapsed forward, their bottoms still thrust into the air, their eyes fluttering shut as exhaustion took them both.

Stretching slowly with a contented sigh, Simba smiled down at the girls as they slept before him, and then a bit lower at Nala. Nala, as his queen and a true example to her pridesisters, was already cleaning off the lion king's penis, dutifully suckling on the tip to make sure she got him perfectly clean and ready for his next servicing.

"What do you think, Nala?" Simba asked his favorite mate and chosen queen of the pride.

"I think these two will make wonderful pridesisters," said Nala as she popped her muzzle free of Simba's cock for a moment to look up at him, still stroking his quickly returning erection with one hand. "And wonderful mothers as well, when the seed you've planted in them takes root."

"I agree," growled Simba huskily, grinning down at Nala and then reaching down to rub her headfur. "If I didn't know better, I'd say that somebody is feeling a bit greedy right now. Naughty girl."

Nala flicked her tongue teasingly over the tip of Simba's plump glans as it swelled to full mast once more, and then pressed on his firm stomach, encouraging him to lean back, and then to lie on the warm, tamped-down grass of the clearing. As Simba hooked his hands behind his head, grinning up at her, Nala gripped his cock at the base, and then straddled his hips, lowering herself slowly down, moaning sluttily as that huge lioncock filled her up.

"It's like the first time, every time," she panted out, arching her back to thrust out her breasts, even as Simba stroked his huge paws over those beautiful mammaries, teasing the nipples with the furry backs of his fingers. "Ngh," she bit her lower lip in pleasure as she started to bounce on Simba's cock, then looked down at him with a teasing grin. "Pinned ya again," she said with a giggle, which soon turned into a long, juttering moan as she picked up her pace.

"You sure did," chuckled Simba, watching while his mate took pleasure from him with such enthusiasm, his balls slapping her peach-furred buns with each of her downward thrusts on his thick shaft.

*

It was three months later that Brianna found herself waking up in the dim light of Pride Rock's cave, feeling surrounded by warmth and affection. The soft, furry bodies of the many lionesses around her were the most comfortable bed she'd ever had, now that she'd gotten used to being curled up with so many others. Comfort, of course, was what she needed, she reflected while rubbing her swollen belly, proof of her place in the pride.

A short distance away, Rianna lifted her head, smiling sleepily at her sister, and then turning towards the entrance to the cave, where Simba was entering. It was his presence that had awakened the girls, after it caused several of the lionesses to also begin to stir. Simba stepped carefully through the entwined bodies of his harem, and seated himself on a flat rock near where the twins were lounging, holding up a large, official-looking envelope. Letting his loincloth slide off, tugged off and away by several eager feline fingers, Simba grinned at the young, eager teenaged lioness, one of the daughters of nearby lesser kings seeking his favor, who did her level best to take his whole cock into her cute little muzzle, only to end up choking herself as he quickly reached full erection. She whimpered, rubbing her throat and looking quite pitiful at her failed attempt, though she cheered up quickly as Sarabi, the surrogate mother of the entire pride, nuzzled the girls' cheek and then gave her a slow, sweet kiss on the lips.

Motioning Brianna and Rianna over with his hand, Simba waited until the twins had crawled their way over to him, and then gently stroked their smooth backs, guiding them forward until their swollen bellies were squeezing his hardened shaft from both sides. Realizing what he wanted, the twins started to stroke their bodies up and down against that mighty, girthy length, their eager mouths licking up and down the upper half of his penis. They made sure to pay special attention to his plump glans, taking turns suckling on the leaking tip of his penis while Simba picked up the envelope (which he'd set down to drawn the twins in), opened it, and pulled out several documents.

"It seems," he said, looking down at the human girls with a grin, while they looked up at him with those wide, beautiful blue eyes of theirs, "that it's official now." He lowered the paper slightly so that Brianna and Rianna could see its contents more clearly as they bobbed their heads and bodies against Simba's cock. "You're both now émigrés to my country, and officially registered as my wives."

The twins practically glowed with pleasure as they heard this, which soon turned into a deep flush on both their cheeks as the lionesses all around, murmuring and mewing their words of encouragement and well-wishing, pressed in, their hands stroking the human girls' smooth bodies. Feeling an eager mouth closing on one of her swelling nipples, Brianna glanced down at the lioness, hardly her own age, who'd just tried and failed to take all of Simba's shaft. Smiling at the cute girl, Brianna kissed her on the forehead, and then, in a moment of enthusiasm, leaned over and kissed Rianna full on the lips. They'd done this many times during their stay with Simba's pride, and Rianna returned the kiss with practiced ease and shared pleasure, their bodies pressing even more tightly together, making Simba growl in pleasure at the feeling this brought to him through his cock squeezed between the twins. Rough, rasping tongues soon began to lick the human girls' smooth bodies as the lionesses of the pride - their pride, and their pridesisters now, officially as well as in name - gathered in close to join in the shared pleasure. Soon this would turn into a full-blown orgy, with Brianna and Rianna at its center. All in the name of celebrating and welcoming their newest pridesisters properly.

"It's good to be home," said Rianna softly.

"Yeah," Brianna agreed with a smile before she allowed herself to join in the pleasure of the moment.