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Part Five: The Male Cubs

The following days passed by with Kula barely getting to see Scar and the two daughters of Safi getting all the attention they could hope for. Although it was obvious that they had not been touched by Scar in the same manner as Kula, which was preferable to her, they were still looked upon by the pride with kind eyes and warm hearts. But everyone looked at Kula as if she was very different and she longed more and more for Scar's attention and tried hard to figure out what she could do to get him to pay attention to her more and more.

Despite herself, Kula was finding that Scar was more important to her then following Chumvi around for attention and the young cub had noticed this. He'd also noticed how much more willing Tama had become to play their games, let alone how much more secure she appeared to be. For Chumvi and Tojo the stakes were high, they noted the female cubs were getting the interest of the king but no such friendship had been shown to them or their mothers so there was no telling what might happen to them in future. Although he hated the idea of giving Kula attention when she could be so weird with him, Chrumvi was smart enough to know he needed a friend... a friend that Scar liked.

What he did not know was that Tojo was in fact the next cub to be called into meeting Scar....

With his training of the twins going well and Sarabi even commenting on how much she appreciated him giving the cubs attention, her fears for her nephew Tojo had become obvious. On one occasion when she had accompanied Scar and the hyenas to deal with a matter concerning the elephants and buffalo arguing over grazing rights, Sarabi had found herself asking for Scar to give interest to the boy. Scar had dealt with the matter at hand by giving the ultimatum of get-along or else, which had shut the animals up but not really fixed the matter. Sarabi had been unsure of this tactic but Scar had insisted that he should not need to influence the decisions of the herds... especially when he did not understand the concern. At this curious new thought Sarabi had retracted her criticism and instead requested he meet the child and its mother.

When Scar had agreed Sarabi had gone straight to the hunting party's meeting point where her sisters Dwala and Diku had been resting in preparation for a hunt with Chumvi and Kula's mothers. The golden twins had also been present but when they were requested to go on a scouting party Sarabi had looked to her sisters and her dark tan friends with anxious eyes, especially as Sarafina had stepped in to see the situation herself. With Dwala safe as Tama's mother and Kuwinda clearly being favoured, not to mention Safi's admission of the mating that saved her girls from Shenzi's wrath, Sarabi had come to wonder about why Scar was being so kind to the cubs and indeed had not made any attempts, save Safi's incident, to choose a queen or mate any of them.

"My dear sisters... as much as I hate to admit it I believe the time for grieving is over and we must start to look to the future. Already Scar is maintaining the Pride Lands as healthy and keeping the hyenas under tight control, which we should be thankful for. He has maintained our diplomatic relations thus far but we all know that within six months the kings will come to visit to have a look at the young girls and indeed at us. Scar has not chosen a queen and it seems he may be unlikely too..." Sarabi began but Kuwinda gave a gentle snort of irritation.

"Only because you're his sister-in-law and he's too kind to disgrace you." In recent days Kula's mother had been starting to consider the situation with Scar and her child. He seemed to be acting like a kind father or uncle as he had done to Simba and Kula was no longer acting weird around Chumvi. In fact all of Kula's naughty habits had stopped since she'd been around Scar and yet she'd cried over the fact he'd spent time with Safi and her cubs. As far as Kuwinda was concerned, Scar was looking her way and if she could not be queen herself then Kula would in her place. Despite the sisterhood and the love she had for her fellows in the pride, Kuwinda had always been at the bottom of the ranks and if she could do anything to climb higher and earn respect, she was willing to sacrifice even her daughter for it!

"... as I was saying Kuwinda." Sarabi growled in frustration for a moment. She could understand that Kuwinda was starting to feel high and mighty and in many ways she blamed herself for never giving her a strong enough role in the hunts, but what she had to say was important for them all. "I think instead Scar will simply try to gain an heir out of us or the young girls. He has shown tolerance so far to Chumvi and Tojo but I'm fearful that when they get older he may replace them with any sons he has. This is the nature of things, Kings are permitted such liberties and when we come into season next, he has the right to claim us. So... as that time could approach soon I do believe we must all start to treat him just a little more nicely if not for the sake of the girls growing up then in order to keep Tojo and Chumvi alive."

"I don't want to flirt with Scar or play kissy-face; he's an arsehole and always was. But I have to admit that Tama's been behaving herself and Scar's matching her and Kula as friends has done a world of good for the cubs. Without Simba they've all been feeling a bit fearful... so maybe we should at least be more willing to trust Scar with the kids." Dwala growled softly as she thought of how happy her daughter was whenever she played with Kula. But Diku was looking anxiously toward her twin as she thought of her own son Tojo and just what might be in store for him if she did not try and suck up to Scar.

"Maybe you're right Sarabi... I mean, I fear he looks at Tojo sometimes as if it's his dead brother or even like its Simba. I don't want him to feel threatened, I'll have to go and speak to him but I'm afraid to." Diku stated, batting her big eyes toward her sisters to seek reassurance and gaining a gentle thump on the head from Dwala. Chumvi's mother however remained silent on the matter and instead shrugged her shoulders on the subject. If Scar wanted to kill Chumvi she couldn't stop him and if he wanted to mate her then no law allowed her to refuse. She loved her son, but she knew her place and held no ambitions.

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That evening Diku was the one to bring food to Scar, she arranged Dwala to look after Tojo but her crippled son had been anxious about her leaving him at all. With Chumvi getting so funny lately he had been worried about what was going to happen and in truth he was feeling very alone. But his mother insisted he would be fine and swallowing her pride she had gone to him with a hunk of meat in her mouth that had allowed the hyenas to ignore her.

Upon stepping into the den she had found Scar completely asleep, on his back with legs akimbo and a smile upon his face. She lay the food down and then stared at him fretfully. She wondered how the other lionesses were able to make sure their cubs were safe and she wondered so much about what fate would have in store for her poor Tojo considering he was so much weaker then Chumvi and an easy target for attack. When she started to think about the negatives of her son her eyes were drawn towards Scar's cock and she felt suddenly eager to try and win his affection through sex. But the moment she gave a heavy gulp and prepared for the task, Scar's green eyes opened and fixed upon her.

"Diku? I was expecting Kuwinda to bring the food this evening." He stated, any anger lost by the smooth manner of his tongue and the grin as he rolled onto his stomach. He had noted her eyes and thankfully one of his hyena spies had overheard the conversation Sarabi had given, so he knew what she had been thinking. With Diku looking so similar to Sarabi, Scar knew he could have some fun with her and she would be willing for Tojo's sake but he had been putting his mind to the matter of her son for some time and as Diku hesitated he decided to ask her point blank. "I have been meaning so ask... is Tojo Mufasa's bastard child?"

Diku's eyes widened and her jaw dropped in terror at the thought he had found her out! She had been very careful never to have let her sisters now although Dwala had suspected and instead she'd tried very hard to make everyone else believe the look was coincidental. But if Scar had figured it out then Sarabi could and if he knew Tojo was the unworthy child of Mufasa then her son was as good as dead.

"It's alright Diku... I had suspected for some time and the hyenas had been curious. I don't want them to hurt your son when he's already crippled, but you know he'd never be able to take the position of king with such a deformity. Plus there would be too many questions to answer and Sarabi would hate you for having seduced my brother..." Scar began and Diku was suddenly very scared at the idea of her son being mauled to death of her being outcast be her sisters and even exiled. Before Scar could even try to think of how he might seduce her Diku had lunged upon him, grasping his body and pulling him against her as she began to weep and Scar stroked at her back gently. "Diku... you know the law... it's a precarious situation we're in and if the hyenas were to even consider it then..."

"No... please... do something to save him. I know he's just like looking at your brother and dead nephew... but Sarabi loves him and it would break her heart to see him gone!"

"It would break her heart to know the truth and as she is my sister-in-law I am entitled to give her the option on the cub's fate as well as your own." Scar began, suddenly realising that this was probably going to be the easiest thing he had to deal with and then he recalled something Tama had said about Tojo and his strange joy at playing mother to a group of birds. He wondered if maybe that might hurt Diku a little, if he could twist that to make it sound even worse for the boy's fate. "Diku... your son has been seen pretending to be a female in games with Chumvi... the hyenas cull such males and..."

As much as Scar wanted to continue the situation he got a massive shock when suddenly Diku fixed her mouth about his sheath. He raised a paw as if to smack her for such an action until she looked up at him with pleading eyes and he was forced to grimace at her resolve. Diku's mind was racing and she knew the only way she had ever been able to appeal her case to any lion had been through her skills as a sex object. She had done the same to Mufasa to convince him of her love and it had started a sordid affair that had ended upon Sarabi's pregnancy, at which point Mufasa had rejected her violently. But with Scar there was no fear of reprisal if she offered him a sexual service and as she sucked at him, the pressure of her mouth pulled his cock straight up and made him slump onto his side at the sudden pleasure.

Her rough tongue rolled over his bristled cocked as she seemed to smother his entire length, letting it scratch at her worn throat without a sound of displeasure. She produced moans at the way he breathed harshly from the pleasure and though she did not offer compliments or try to fuss at his balls, her suction power was impressive. Scar had never experienced something so quickly or so intense and he could not stop himself from grinning widely at the thought that he was getting the same service from this lioness as his brother had... but there was more to it then that and Scar's nose tickled at the sudden smell that was playing upon his muzzle.

As Diku pulled in his length, feeling it pulsate with growth and rolling her tongue against its most sensitive edge, she thought only of Mufasa. She thought of the dead kign that she had loved so much but she found herself feeling aroused and was worried by it. Whenever she had done such a thing for the golden male she had never received pleasure from it herself because it had been so secretly done Mufasa could not have hidden the scent of her love juices upon his body! Yet with Scar there was something potently arousing in his scent and in the feel of his form within her mouth... it was so different that it felt like she was betraying Mufasa for starting to become wet from the back and forth motions of her head and the slurping sounds she produced over the much wider cock.

"I can't believe you're getting excited over such a thing... Diku you should be ashamed of yourself!" Scar groaned slightly as his nose quivered at the scent of her dribbling pussy. As he looked at her back end he was startled to see the silky liquid seeping down her legs and he was almost tempted to pull himself out and mount her now... but he feared the grip of her mouth about his member. His words irked something in Diku's mind that she had not expected but it excited her more... Mufasa had never told her it was bad what they were doing... he had never been guilty to betray his wife and yet Scar was telling her off and she had no need to be guilty with him.

Her speed increased and before she could stop herself, she was squatting down and rubbing herself against the ground to gain some momentum. Scar noted her need and realising it had been related to what he had said, as well as feeling the swelling knot of cum forming in his body, he grasped her hind quarters. He pulled her onto her side gently, making her pause and tremble visibly at his reaction. He called her a bad girl but then lazily swept his tongue over her swelling clit. Diku gave a sudden gasp at the sensation and then began to suck and moan hungrily at his cock. Scar barely had to lick Diku, which was preferable as he was not keen on the idea of licking something his brother's dick had been in. But only the slightest strokes of his tongue were causing her to spew juices and when she began to speed up and down his shaft as if he were actually rocking on her hind quarters Scar could barely keep himself from roaring with pleasure.

He dared to dive his tongue a little deeper into her crevice and when he finally was able to cum into her wide maw, she gave a pant and practically a choke as a load spewed right down her throat. His cock twitching in her mouth Scar heard the guzzling of the lionesses and how greedy she seemed, so he dared to lap at her just a little longer and to his surprise she came quickly and in his face! Diku was left panting upon the ground in shock from her orgasm, her body quivering in the depths of some pleasure she had not experienced in a very long time. Scar was left so shocked over the female cum splotched onto his cheeks that he remained still with his eyes wide. The moment Diku regained herself, she wobbled onto her feet and collapsed at his side, lapping her own cum from his face with a love-drunk expression that made Scar want to blush... gosh Diku was a dirty girl!

"You naughty girl..." He joked but Diku looked at him with such appreciation and affection that Scar felt a smug sense of satisfaction, as if he knew he'd outdone his brother. But he still had to deal with the matter of Tojo and with a lawn that had Diku lapping at his mouth again, Scar nuzzled her cheek playfully. "Alright... I'll make sure no one hurts Tojo but it means he must come here for lessons everyday to be my right-paw lion. I'll make sure he gets some position even if he can't have the title of prince. I'll also make Chumvi a bodyguard... so tomorrow you'll bring both cubs to me and tell the lionesses that I won't be harming any of the children and then we can carry on with our happy pride... understand?"

"Uh... yes... my king... but..." Diku huffed and Scar almost wanted to strangle her for using that word. However, she lapped at his crotch again and Scar found himself practically at her mercy as he rolled onto his back and she straddled him. "You've got to let me do this whenever I feel like it... and keep calling me bad!"

"Very well... you dirty thing..."

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Scar was exhausted the next day and rightly so as Diku had hardly let up on him all night until he had finally lapped at her so well she'd passed out in an orgasm that had nearly led her to howl! Thankfully Scar had found it quite amusing to find her lying on the cave in the morning with dried cum staining her face and chest, not to mention a slightly swollen belly from how much of him she had kept drinking. Scar had been startled to know he could produce so much but he had not had a sexual encounter since Sabini and that was worrying him slightly as he thought over little Kula. He had not seen her for quite a while and was starting to fear she might tell her mother all about what had happened... but he would know how to deal with Kuwinda!

When Diku was finally fit enough to leave the den she led Tojo into his presence and then insisted she would go and look for Chumvi and his mother. Tojo had hopped in on his bad leg and stared up at Scar with nothing but terror in his eyes, something that worried the king. He looked at the cub and sadly with the mane tuft now having appeared, it was like looking at the upset face of Simba at Mufasa's corpse or how his own brother had been as a cub, weeping at the fact Scar had been beaten for taking the blame over one of Mufasa's mistakes. In hindsight all Scar could see as he looked at Tojo were the two dead lions that could very easily have haunted his dreams, if he had not been convinced that he was doing the Pride Lands justice. He looked to Tojo instead as evidence of his justice... Mufasa's had been an adulterer and Simba would have been the same as his actions toward Nala had always been cruel... Tojo would be different because Tojo would be made to submit to the humiliations Scar had suffered, but thankfully he was a cub too gullible to dare sink to Scar's insanity.

"Ah... Tojo... how is your leg doing?" Scar's question was simple enough and he continued on a simple line of questioning as he began to understand the nature of the little cub beside him. Poor Tojo was really in a bad way, his twisted leg had never quite healed and though he would become a large lion in adulthood it was obvious he would never be attractive to any of the females and a rogue life would kill him. Tojo was sweet too, gullible of course like his mother but eager to smile and make everyone feel happy ever since Simba's death. He explained to Scar how he had always been picked upon before because he was always clumsy and that when Simba had died he had seen everyone miserable and changed to make himself a clown. He did silly things to make people happy and that was all he wanted.

It even turned out the game with Chumvi had actually just been Tojo pretending to be Kuwinda as she had praised Scar. He felt suddenly anxious for explaining the joke but Scar had not harmed him or seen fault in it. Instead he had been pleased to hear such truth from the little lion and then he had begun to wonder what he was going to do to him. Scar recalled how the only other male in the pride had been Mufasa's best friend and that male had often sprayed with Mufasa and rubbed cheeks to mix their scents about to make the lands stronger. He would have to insist on such a thing for Tojo's position and yet Scar was unsure whether he was even interested in a male cub... but then again Tojo was so much like Mufasa it would be a wonderful kind of humiliation.

"Now Tojo... you'll do anything your king tells you now won't you?" Scar stated and slowly Tojo nodded to him. When Scar smiled he then encouraged Tojo to sit in front of him, between his paws and started to tell him stories. He began to tell him all about the kind of role he would have in the pride and Tojo was quickly awestruck. Pointing to the sky outside the den and looking upward to encourage him to do the same, Scar began to distract the cub completely to the thoughts of what would await him if he stayed loyal and did everything he was asked. At the same time, Scar was able to shuffle close enough to have the little cub's back pressed against himself. His musk was thick in the air from being with Diku already but Tojo did not seem to notice it at all and as Scar continued he was even able to lean his weight on Tojo. The cub still did not react and then Scar decided to try and risk a little and slowly rubbed himself along the cub's back.

Tojo jumped slightly in his skin at the bristly sensation, but Scar did not stop talking and Tojo was keen to listen. He ignored the second time it was brushed against him and the third as Scar continued to tell him the way things were. But then Scar shifted a paw to sit between Tojo's legs and the cub was a little unsure. Of course his king was still teaching him and asking him questions but now each time Scar gently rubbed himself against the cubs back, the cub was pushed against his paw and his own little crotch was suddenly rubbing at Scar's leg.

For Tojo there was great confusion to be had, he was confused and irritated by the pushing against his back but he liked the sensation of having himself push against someone else... plus Scar was not stopping to tell him off. Scar did not even seem to be doing anything to indicate it was a naughty action or unusual so Tojo tried his best not to feel irritated. Indeed as it continued on and Scar tried to keep control as he told Tojo a very boring list of all the animal diplomats, he began to brush himself a little more often against Tojo's back and this time shifted his paw. Soon Tojo found himself flushed with heat and too busy enjoying the sensation of being rubbed that he was no longer listening and had not noticed Scar had gone quiet. Instead the cub had a glazed over expression and just shuddered each time he was touched. Scar allowed it for a little while longer before stepping away and smiling at Tojo.

"You look a bit confused by it all Tojo... don't worry we've talked too much you can have a nap now." With that Scar knew he had taken hold of this cub without having to do much, if only because Tojo had never been touched and probably did not know what was going on at all. As much as Diku had a dirty mind, Scar could tell she was over-protective of Tojo and would probably only have told him mummies and daddies hug a special way to have babies... she'd probably never told him about anything else at all! But as Scar was admiring the little cub snoozing in the den, he was suddenly alerted to Kuwinda stepping into the den with a look of terror upon her face.

"Your majesty... you must come quickly this is disgusting!" For a moment Scar was worried, had something happened to one of his cubs to alert the lionesses to things he was doing? Scar got up and Kuwinda grabbed Tojo to take him with them. The three of them stepped to the den where Diku collected her son and seemed to be blushing fitfully toward her king. Dwala was grasping Tama tightly to herself and Sarafina's sister was holding her girls tightly too. Nala was being shielded by one of the golden sisters and as Scar came over he was startled.

The sight of Kula and Chumvi both in tears and both cringing on the ground around angry lionesses met his eyes. Their expressions were shameful and they were obviously petrified but Scar was not sure of the cause and briefly his heart leapt into his throat at the thought Kula had said something. But the moment the little cub saw him she galloped to his side and grasped his leg firmly in a hug. Scar patted her back gently to reassure her and then she began to cry and spill what had been going on as Sarabi and the other stared at Chumvi in disgust.

"He told me to do it... I didn't want to do it but he said it a game adult's play... please don't hate me! I only did it because he told me it was okay!" Kuwinda stood beside her daughter and shook her head fiercely beside Scar as she looked suddenly toward Chumvi's mother Naanda. The other dark tan lioness looked to her friends with a miserable expression but she could not even turn her face to look at her weeping cub and Scar turned about looking for an explanation. When he was finally told that Diku had found the two cubs touching each other in private places, Naanda and Kuwinda both blanched and Chumvi burst into tears. He had not said anything to protect himself but somehow Scar did not believe that he had been the instigator and as he looked down to Kula, he could see an expression of devotion that almost made him want to laugh.

So... Kula had decided to deal with Chumvi for him already... probably to get back into his den and have his attentions!

"Ladies... this is a delicate matter and I am unsure how to deal with it. Normally I would castrate the lion involved in touching a cub, but in this instance we have two cubs who probably did not realise the severity of what they were doing. We know young children do stupid things and I do not want to hurt a cub." Scar stated and the lionesses looked at him with just as much concern and discomfort at the thought of him doing something that could kill Chumvi. Kula grasped at Scar a little tightly and Scar looked down at her with a gentle sigh of sorrow. "You've obviously upset everyone Chumvi... but I can't hurt you. Instead... you and your mother must sleep outside the main dens and at the visitors one for the period of a month. Tojo will be the only cub you are permitted to play with and if this happens again... I will not hesitate to kill you."

"Scar... you're very kind..." Naanda mouthed fearfully and she lifted a paw so that her son could slink to her for protection. The other lionesses looked at her in a mix of horror and shame, they could see Naanda was also filled with shame for the actions of her son but there was very little they could do but keep the cub away from the others. Chumvi looked so terrified he probably would not do such a thing again and despite the fact Scar felt good about the matter, Kuwinda suddenly snapped.

"You've always been too soft on him Naanda... you should have given him a beating the first time he did something wrong!" Scar's ears perked up at this moment and so did the other lionesses. Kula suddenly grabbed at her mother fearfully, trying to encourage her not to say anything and for a moment Scar found himself staring down at Kula with a sense of sorrow... had Chumvi done something to his poor little pet before now? Scar was almost insulted that the boy might have touched Kula before him but he said nothing and instead grasped Kuwinda's paw firmly, causing her to look nervously at him.

"Let's leave this matter here and hope it never repeats itself. In the meantime Kula needs to join the hunting lessons and you and I shall talk privately in my den... understand Kuwinda?" At these words and the slightly dark tone in his voice, Kula's mother suddenly sounded panicked. She looked fearfully at the other lionesses to see if their expressions were of concern but they were more interested in escorting Kula away from the situation and Scar breathed a sigh of relief. He informed Kula she would come to his den that evening and she was excited by the prospect, but at the same time Kuwinda was anxious as she followed him up to his den.

The moment they were inside Scar informed his hyenas to wait further from the entrance and not to let anyone up at all, which panicked Kuwinda all the more. But when he could see that they were alone he stated quite simply that he wanted Kula to sleep in his den alone tonight and for Kuwinda to spy in Naanda that night. Kuwinda was startled by the suggestion that there might be a problem with her friend and she suddenly felt acutely aware that she had caused such suspicion. But Scar's paw stroked her face tenderly and he pushed her against a wall to nuzzle her, making the lioness blush in surprise at his affections.

Before Kuwinda could say anything to him, Scar had pressed his paw to her crevice and begun to rub at her, making her blush and roll her head to the side. He lapped at her neck, nipped and purred for her so Kuwinda would have no way to refuse his words. She moaned softly at the affection he was giving her but when she felt him shift positions and his paw replaced by something else, she panicked. Suddenly Kuwinda pushed him aside and shrank on the floor in a blushing pile.

"Are... are you refusing me Kuwinda?" Scar stated almost nervously as he dared to play the heartbroken king. He looked to her with loving eyes that were obviously hurt and she looked at him with anxiety, afraid to say something in case he might be offended. But when Scar advanced at her prone form again, he rubbed his head against her back and her shoulders, repeating the question again and again to find out what the problem was.

"I'm in heat." Kuwinda muttered nervously and straightaway Scar considered what he was doing. If he had a child with Kuwinda and it was obviously male, then he would not be able to touch Kula again and Kuwinda would be the one living in his den all the time. Scar was not as fond of Kuwinda as he was of her daughter, but he had become excited now and he was not going to just let her go away without him getting some rise out of her. So instead he hooked himself over her body as she remained trembling and fearful, but he just rubbed himself against her back and pressed his paws about her stomach fur to find nipples.

Kuwinda was quickly purring and enjoying the sensations but Scar was not finding it as much fun as he had hoped it to be. In fact he wished Kula was old enough to afford his rod in her body but that was not going to happen and he had to make do. He came rather quickly on Kuwinda's back and the moment he did he then rubbed his paw within her crevice until she came as well... always wanting to seem the fair king. Kuwinda was so stunned and obviously enamoured by it all then she practically lapped at his face afterwards and almost did not leave for the evening. It had not been enjoyable for Scar, but the moment Kula had come bounding in everything had changed and he held his arms open for her to embrace him.

"I missed you... I was a good girl with Chumvi wasn't I?" She questioned as she purred and rubbed her body against his chest in delight. Scar agreed she had done well and he snuffed at her little body, feeling himself harden with delight to be back with his precious little pet in his paws again. He felt a urge to do some pretty vile things to poor little Kula at that moment but he couldn't bring himself to be that foul... not yet. Still, he did have a request for her this time...

"Kula... what we're going to do is very secret but a good way to tell how big you're growing. You won't be able to do it all, but as you get older you will." Scar stated, his hunger to impale the little cub on his dick too strong that he knew he was going to have to go about this as delicately as possible. But it was the rise he needed most and as he rubbed himself into an erection, aided by Kula lapping at the bottom of his shaft lovingly, he chuckled to her. "Place your little pussy on the edge and slowly let it move in and out of you. Understand?"

"Like in my mouth?" She questioned in delight and Scar nodded his head vividly at the comparison. Kula was so excited to be back with the king and to have his affection that she could not have said no even if she wanted to. Steadily she crawled onto the king's belly and was able to stand on him without causing him discomfort. Nervously she stepped backward until she felt the searing hot and slippery form near her tail hole. Gently she shifted herself about to lie on her back too so she could see and the Scar's paws stretched out to her.

She quivered with pleasure, even producing a little juice as she felt his large hands separate the lips of her pussy and reveal the pale pink form to the quivering hot membrane. Scar had to hold back his own excitement for being back with her, if only because he might have exuded a hot jet right over her then and there. Kula nervously bent forward and wriggled slightly to place her paws around his shaft, practically sitting on his own paws. When she held it gently and bent it forward, the searing heat increased and when she pressed it to the top of her vagina she let go with a swift whimper at the sensation of the burning heat. Scar reassured her that it would all be fine and at first Kula was not sure if she would be okay this time, but she could not say no.

Nervously and tentatively she let the boiling brush of the shaft go down and press at the narrow entrance into her love tunnels. The moment Scar felt the heat beneath him he automatically jabbed forward and Kula gave a whimper and the sharp stab into her body, collapsing forward almost as her little vagina clasped tightly about the sharp cock already throbbing inside her. It was not far in at all and Scar held back his wish to thrust, instead letting Kula determine what she wanted to do. At first the stinging sensation as she moved was horrible but at the same time the throbbing and the heat was oddly soothing and Kula could not stop herself and she was compelled to lift her back end and drop it again so that the bottom bristles of the tip that was not inside her, tickled her clitoris into life.

Despite the scratching the sensation was better then when she had rubbed against anything else and the more Kula wiggled the bigger Scar's tip seemed to become and the wider it seemed to probe. She felt a stretching sensation that she both loved and loathed but as she huffed and puffed her body's wants took over and she began to rapidly shift up and down along his tip for the thrill. As she rubbed she felt her senses fading and her body loosing energy but Scar felt himself exploding with delight and he almost wished that this little girl could take his entire length. No sooner had he wished it then Kula had given a gasp at her first penetrative orgasm and then Scar had cum.

Hot, smooth and thick as he jetted into her body, right up the passages to swell her already chubby belly, Kula writhed on the end with the sudden pleasure of it all being somewhere so new. She could tell by the smell and from what she'd done before what was in her body but she wanted to taste it and when she had the strength to remove the tip, she guzzled at the still spurting edge and whimpered her love for Scar as he chuckled and then encouraged her to lay beside him. She stopped slurping and waddled into his paws, pressed her face against his as she rolled onto her swollen belly. Scar could not help himself but gently lowered a paw onto Kula's little belly and a sudden spurt of his cum and her own ejected out of her body as she writhed with another orgasm she had not expected to come.

"I love you... I love you..."

"Of course you do Kula... and I love you too."