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On the African savannah it was an interesting time of the year. Among the lionesses of one particular pride, the lustful desire that arose from heat during mating season was stronger than usual. The main reason was that their lone male lion of the group had died of sickness. No other male had come along yet to take claim of the pride. So the lionesses were extra pent up, aching for sex. However this didn't stop them from continuing to hunt. They still needed food to survive.

One lioness, Tabia, is searching for a nice zebra. She has her spear ready and is taking cover in some shrubbery, waiting. One male zebra walks by. He picks a fruit from the lone tree in the area, surrounded by nothing but grass up to the shrub where Tabia hid. He was all alone and no other predators appeared to be in the area. The problem was with so much grass it would be difficult to sneak up to him. The zebra takes his fruit and takes a bite out of it and then turns his back towards her, providing a perfect opportunity.

Tabia began sneaking towards the prey, keeping her spear aloft. She didn't even need to be right behind him, just close enough to throw the spear and make the kill. Suddenly she steps on something that released noise. The zebra's ears twitched and he turned around. His eyes widened as he saw the lioness and then he began making a run for it. Tabia growled then began chasing after the zebra.

After perhaps half a mile the zebra began running out of breath and slowed down. The lioness grinned at the good fortune and kept up her pace. But to her utter embarrassment, she tripped over a rock and her spear flew out of her hand, striking the ground several feet off. She then impacted on the sloped ground, then tumbled in front of the exhausted zebra, aching all over. The zebra wanted to run but just couldn't, as he still needed to recover.

Tabia opened her eyes and they widened. She looked up to see a ripped figure. Prey always had muscular figures from all the running but...this time it was more noticeable. The heat was getting to her, but she shook it off. The zebra raised an eyebrow and stood up above her, not running. Now above her was the zebra's flaccid cock, tucked behind the loincloth but visible from her angle. For whatever reason she never noticed how big a zebra's cock was, even if it was flaccid. Compared to a lion's erect cock it was already bigger. The thoughts of heat got to her again, the desperation for some sort of relief from her lustful desires.

"You're from the Mto pride, aren't you?" asked the zebra, which to make things worse for the lioness had a rich deep voice that gave her pleasuring shivers inside of her body.

"How did you know, prey?" asked Tabia with a bit of forced spite, trying to not sound like she's in awe of the zebra.

"Your necklace," explained the zebra, "That necklace is worn by every lioness of your tribe. I also know your tribe lost your male, it must make this heat going on just terrible for you." Tabia growled. "Perhaps I can relieve you."

"You dare think that I'd submit my body to a prey?" asked Taria with pride that was beginning to slip away as her desires kept creeping back, "Especially a zebra? You're mad."

"No one else is here," assured the zebra, "I also can tell when a slut like you wants to have a cock shoved up their pussy." His blunt and alpha-male attitude reminded Taria of the previous male lion's attitude. Nothing about this zebra could prevent her from being turned on more and more. "So you have two choices, submit your body to me so I may please it, or you can refuse and have your lust consume you from the inside out. Which is it?" Taria just laid there. She could easily now claw his leg or something, but she couldn't do it. The zebra knew this as well and merely smirked with confidence, for he knew her choice long before she made it.

"P-please, it's been nothing but agony," teared up Taria, "I just want to be mated with before I go crazy." The zebra smiled and took off his loin cloth.

"Then lower your loincloth," ordered the zebra, "I'll do the rest." Taria wiped her tears and lowered her loincloth. With her pride now gone, the feelings of lust for the sexy body in front of her were all that remained. She blushed as she spread her legs for the prey. The zebra got down in between them and slowly put his cock in. The ache of heat fled as the pleasure of his big cock took over. Taria moaned to an amount that turned on the zebra.

"Fuck me harder you sexy zebra!" she begged. The zebra grinned and then sped up his motions. Eventually the levee keeping Taria's orgasm back broke and she squirted her juices. After all of this constant buildup aching for sex, it was finally let go. She drooled as her fluids leaked. The zebra grinned and then made out with Taria. Taria eagerly exchanged tongues with the animal that pleased her like never before.

Eventually the zebra came inside the lioness. The mating against nature had finished. However the lioness felt strange. She had been fucked, but it wasn't a lion. Despite having felt amazing sex and having seed inside her, the fact that it couldn't impregnate her left her with desire still there, just more distant. She somehow knew it would come back.

"You want more don't you?" laughed the zebra, "What's your name?"

"Taria," answered the lioness as she lovingly stared at the zebra, "Yous?"

"Solu," replied the zebra as he helped the lioness up, "Taria...it means polite. You certainly were a well behaved slut for me, how'd you enjoy being satisfied by that all the time?" The lioness blushed and bit her lower lip.

"I'd love that~" she answered with a loving sigh. Solu walked with Taria.

"Then I have a camp of zebras who'd very much enjoy your body," explained Solu. "You'll be pleased for many more moons."