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Atop Pride Rock Simba and Scar fought. They snarled, clawed, and bit each other. It was a hard fought battle but ultimately Simba managed to stand victorious by throwing his uncle over the edge of the cliff. The wicked lion's scream was heard, followed by a distant thump. Nala ran up to her mate to make sure he was okay. It was over. Scar was defeated... All that was left was to put an end to all chaos, all the madness once and for all. Everyone was free once again. That same night the first downpour in ages was there to put out the roaring flames and restore life to the desolate land. That same night Simba stood tall atop Pride Rock, roaring high into the sky. Animals from all over had gathered to see this, filled with hope and promise of a bright future.

Days soon turned to weeks that turned to months, time that brought life and fertility back to the Pride Lands. The grass was tall and lush in the savanna, the trees were tall and covered in green at the top, and the animals that lived there were all thriving. It was as if the horrors of Scar's reign never occurred. Overseeing it all was Simba and Nala, standing tall side by side atop Pride Rock. It took a lot of work and even more time but the land was healed and they were able to actually live again. The Circle of Life had been maintained and the king was in his rightful place.

"Beautiful isn't it?" Simba asked as he looked over the land that his father once ruled over. It was now back to its former glory, something he knew his father was proud to see.

"It sure is," Nala smiled, pressing close to the lion. It was nice to see the land that she was born and raised in thriving again. From atop the rock structure the queen could see many animals just going about their business and living their lives. Something so mundane was suddenly a relief to see again. "And it's all because of you. You came back when we all needed you most. You came back to all of us. Back to me..."

"Aw, how precious..." a low voice said. As soon as the tone of voice registered in the lion and lioness' ears they were both on high alert. There was no chance it could be... He was gone, flung over a cliff. Dead.

But, sure enough, strolling casually up Pride Rock was none other than the former king and murderer of his own brother, Scar. On his muzzle was a smug grin as he slowly walked towards his nephew and his mate.

"You may have undone what I did but you cannot be rid of me so easily..." Scar purred, flicking his tail playfully.

"Scar!" Simba snarled. With his hackles rising and a snarl rising from his throat, Simba jumped in front of Nala. "If you want another fight I'll be more than happy to throw you over the edge again!"

"Oh..." the dark lion chuckled. "But that's exactly why I've returned. I heard a tale of you assuming the throne and now I want it back..."

Simba snarled again as Scar slowly walked towards him. "I'm willing to play fair here, Simba. All I ask is one simple thing: a contest. A good, old fashioned test of strength. If I lose I will leave and never return but if you lose... I reclaim the throne..."

Scar wore a look of confidence that baffled Simba. Why was Scar asking him to fight when he lost the last time? Well, that question was answered by the dark lion's body rather than his words. Littering his body were burn marks and scars but underneath them were...muscles. Rippling muscles that showed through the lion's pelt. Aware that he was finally being seen, Scar flexed his shoulder, bunching the muscles for the other lion and lioness to see. His time away from the Pride Lands was not in vain. The wicked lion spent the next few months dedicating himself to building up his body. All his tactics and schemes had failed. All that was left to do was beat the golden lion in a simple contest of strength.

Simba gulped as he stood face to face with his uncle. The older lion stood just a bit taller than him and was certainly thicker than him. What Simba thought was a joke or a pitiful attempt at getting the throne back looked to pose a real challenge. But this was the kingdom on the line. All the work he and Nala put into land and its inhabitants would be for nothing he lost. Somehow, someway he was going to best his uncle just like he did the first time.

"Simba... I'm not sure about this," Nala said, her voice thick with worry. As soon as those words were uttered there was an expression that formed on Scar's face. It was a subtle look but it seemed to say: 'You'd better listen to her.' And that ignited a fury within the current king. Who did his disgraced uncle think he was, crawling back to the land he ruined and having the gall to entertain the idea of ruling again? Simba looked his uncle up and down, figuring that somehow he would win. He had to.

"Fine, Scar," Simba said a forced, calm tone. "We'll fight. One round. No holding back. First to fall loses."

"Perfect..." Scar said, his voice was a deep purr that coiled into Simba's ears and forced him to shudder.

Nala stood aside, a look of worry on her face as he saw Simba and Scar standing there across from each other. But lions stood in place, daring the other to make the first move. Neither of them said anything, either. On Simba's face was a look of determination while Scar had a calm, almost bored look on his muzzle, as if he knew the fight was gonna be won easily. That way of thinking got the better of Simba. The king of the Pride Lands growled and threw himself at Scar, lunging at him with his claws extended.

Scar stood in place, keeping his eyes on his nephew. All it took was a simple motion. The lifting and swatting of Scar's paw was all it took. Simba was swatted out of the air. The force of the blow knocked him to the ground. Still trying to figure out what happened, Simba crashed into the dense rock underneath him. The king wheezed as the air was forced out his lungs. As he tried to stand the laughter of Scar echoed in his ears.

"Well, well, well," Scar chuckled, examining his claws as if touching the other lion sullied them. "It looks as you have lost, Simba..."

As much as Simba wanted to say something. Growl in defiance, rise to his paws and claim that he wasn't finished yet, his body said otherwise. His head was spinning from the hit and he still struggled to take a simple breath. All the while Scar took over him, chuckling slowly. To say that the older lion enjoyed seeing his nephew in his state was an understatement. It was clear from the start that Simba had no way of winning but seeing it all play out brought a satisfaction all it's own.

Scar stayed true to his word about being fair. Rather than kick the other lion while he was down or taunt him any further, Scar simply laughed a bit then gave Simba the time he needed to rise to his paws. The king did so rather shakily. He was breathing heavily and ever so slightly he swayed side to side. Nala ran to Simba's side to keep him steady. With heavy grunts, Simba forced himself to breath. Slowly the pain eased and he was able to see straight. Able to see Scar looking down at him with that smug expression.

"Well, Simba. We made an agreement and it seems that you have lost..." Scar smirked, leaning close to the other lion's muzzle.

The realization that not only did he lose but it was so quick and easy hit Simba over the head just like Scar did earlier. It was over. In an instant he had lost everything he had worked so hard for, giving it all back to the lion responsible for all of his pain and strife.

Simba didn't reply to Scar's words. The younger lion just stood there stunned. His eyes were wide and his jaws shut tight. Nala had no idea what was happening; but it was clear to Scar. Simba was spiraling under the weight of all that had happened. There was nothing left for him. No kingdom, no land, and no mate either...

Scar turned his attention on Nala. The lioness' eyes widened as the large lion stepped towards her. She stepped back, leaving Simba just standing there. Seeing there was no one to stop him the wicked lion licked his chops. Nala shuddered in fear as Scar was upon her, leaving just a few inches between their muzzles.

"What do you want from me?" Nala asked, her voice pitched in fear. Another chuckle came from Scar. He looked down at the trembling lioness and simply extended his paw to caress her face.

"Every king needs a queen..." Scar said in a simple tone. There was anger or malice in his voice but that didn't keep Nala's blood from running cold. Another shudder ran through her body as Scar reeled his paw back. She had no idea what to do against the lion. The way he dealt with Simba was as it took to convince her there was no way to fight against him. Nala took a look at Scar, a good look at him. He was much bigger than the last time she saw him. Muscles and veins were visible under his brown pelt. Each movement of his body caused him to subconsciously flex. As much as the lioness hated to admit it, there was something alluring about the villain. He was taller, bulkier, and...sexier than Simba currently was.

Scar cleared his throat, snapping the lioness from her thoughts. "I suggest you make this easy and succumb to my will."

"N-No I-"

"Nala..." Simba interrupted. The lioness looked to her mate, hoping that he would help her out of this situation. But the king's muzzle wore a look of defeat. "Do what he says, Nala... He's won." Those were the only words he spoke. As Scar inched closer to the lioness Simba just stayed where he was.

"You heard him," Scar grinned, baring his fangs. "The first step to reclaiming my kingdom is to make you, the former king's mate, my own..."

Nala gave another look towards Simba for help but the lion just looked right back at her, saying nothing and doing nothing. Scar saw his chance and pounced, pinning the lioness down onto the rock underneath her.

"It would be so much easier to just agree to be my mate," Scar spoke in a calm tone as he pinned the lioness down.

"N-never!" Nala refused.

Scar just scoffed and snickered, "Well, there's not much you can do about it now..." Between the lion's legs was a sheath that swelled before a thick, pink cock slipped free. It was rock hard and throbbing. Nala looked down and saw it. Half of her was horrified and another half couldn't help but take note that the length and girth was more than what Simba possessed. She had no idea why or how but the idea of being penetrated by the large thing actually seemed appealing.

Scar licked his muzzle again and spread his legs, lowering his back legs. Before Nala could stop it the lion rammed his hips forward shoving his tip inside of her. The sharp jab took the lioness' breath away but it wasn't over yet. Scar grunted and purred as he shoved more and more of his inches inside of the tight canal. Nala was resisting but Scar noticed that her pussy was good and wet, taking his dick quite easily. Perhaps she really wanted this after all... The very idea spurred Scar on to shove the rest of his cock into the pink folds, stretching Nala to her limit. He hadn't started thrusting yet and the lioness was already clawing at the stone beneath them.

A deep sound came from Scar as he pulled himself back. The soft walls hugging his cock made his eyes flutter in pleasure. He spent so long building up his body that he had nearly forgotten the feeling of a lioness. There was no further time wasted, Scar rocked his hips back and forth, ramming himself into Nala deep and hard. Each pump filled her to her limit, making Nala yowl and yelp. The lioness was fighting an internal conflict as she was fucked. She tried to fight against the male taking her but what she felt... The dick pumping back and forth was longer and thicker than Simba's and it filled every crevice she had with just one thrust. She could continue to resist and claim that she didn't want this to happen but that didn't stop the moans that came from his muzzle or her juices that leaked and slathered Scar's length, aiding him in thrusting into the clit.

Not only was there a pleasure but there was also a satisfaction that Scar felt. It amused him that the lioness was still trying to resist even after her body had clearly succumbed to him and his cock. It was a losing fight from the beginning, the same result as Simba. Everything was in his claws once again, this was nothing more than an extra prize and another chance to shame the former king. Pressing his body close to Nala's, the lion wrapped his forelegs around her, locking himself in and holding her down. Bunching his muscles, the dark lion surged his hips, shoving himself deep in the lion. Nala cried out in pain as her cervix was bashed into. But it quickly melted into pleasure as Scar eased up, fucking her at a rapid pace.

His hips bounced up and down, jacking the thick meat deep inside of her. The moans coming from the lioness was music to the new king's ears. It mixed perfectly with the sloppy slurps and squishes of his dick stretching the lioness to her limit over and over again. From the tight clit dripped a mix of her own fluids and the precum that gushed from the thrusting length. It filled Nala with a feeling of warmth and odd comfort. She no longer resisted Scar instead, the lioness let her enjoy what was happening. Her moans turned breathy and pitched, the sound of a female truly enjoying herself. But those moans in themselves grew louder as Nala dug her claws into the rock and came around the fucking lion. Scar purred as his cock was engulfed in hot liquid. With nowhere else to go Nala's ejaculate squirted from her filled folds and coated Scar's cock. The lion's nostrils flared as he picked the scent of the sweet juices. He bored down on the lioness, slamming his cock against her climax until he reached his as well. Snarling through his grit teeth, Scar pressed himself deep. His shaft pulses, sending vibrations deep inside of Nala. The lioness whimpers and pants as she felt the searing heat of seed filling her pussy. The cum came out in rapid pulses, quickly filling her up beyond what she could hold. Chuckling, Scar pressed even deeper, forcing his own cum around his cock. The thick substance squirted from Nala's folds, splashing on his balls and the stone below.

Scar smiled and slowly pulled himself free from Nala's soaked pussy. The lioness winced in sensitivity as the lion's barbs scratched against her folds. It was eased by all the slick fluids coating her insides, only jabbing her slightly. The tip popped free, a thick string of seed connecting their nether regions. Nala attempted to catch her breath, sure that it was over. But, of course, Scar had much more planned. Taking advantage of the lioness' state of calm, Scar mounted her again, pressing his chest to her back. Before Nala could anything more, Scar flexed his cock and pressed it against her unprepared tailhole.

Nala winced and snarled in pain as Scar carelessly pressed himself inside of her, using all the fluids coating his inches as lube enough to get by. With a grunt of his own, Scar shuddered against the tight clenching around his girth. With a final push and a wet pop he slipped his length inside of the lioness' ass. He gave a tentative thrust inside, getting a yowl out Nala as she was stretched from deep inside. Scar licked his lips and continued. He started slow, reveling in the warmth and tightness that nearly constricted his dick. Each thrust sent shocks through his body and a grunt rose from his chest.

On the sidelines sat Simba. He watched it all, Scar mounting and ravaging his mate until he came deep inside of her. But there was something that confused Simba. It was the fact that his own length rose from his own sheath. And as he watched Scar shoved his dripping rod deep into his mate's ass, something he never did with her... The lion couldn't fathom why but the action in front of him was turning him on and before he realized what he was doing, the lion was pawing at himself, bumping his soft paw against his twitching member.

Scar had gotten accustomed to Nala's virgin ass and was now giving everything he had. He had already proven his point by cumming deep inside Nala's pussy but this was now about his own pleasure. His back hiked in that air as he pulled his dick back, leaving only the tip in. With a grunt and a slap of his balls against Nala's dripping cunt, his inches were shoved deep and hard inside of her. All the lioness underneath him could was grit her fangs and hiss against the pressure and jabbing deep inside of her.

The wicked lion picked up his pace, bringing his hips close so he could slam them deep and rapidly against the tight hole. The walls were slicked by the substance on his cock, allowing the lion jam himself as deep and fast as he wanted. Hot tunnel clenched against his cock, forcing a pleasured purr from his chest. He was strong enough to rock Nala's body even when she dug her claws into the rock. Just like before, spurts of precum were shot deep inside of her, signaling that the lion was close to cumming again. Following suit was Scar's locking his front legs around Nala and jackhammering himself in and out of the tight tunnel.

Nala winced and moaned around the feelings of pressure and pleasure. It all to a head when Scar snarled and came deep inside of her, filling her ass with more of the hot substance. The force behind the ejaculation shot the strings of cum deep inside of her, making her stomach feel warm. That feeling was fleeting as Scar pulled his flared barbs back. Nala yowled and hissed in pain as the spine gripped her anal walls. But Scar had no problem pulling himself out. The rough sensation brought the lioness to her second climax, spraying the rock below her in her juices. Scar pulled himself free, a thin line of cum dripped from his cock and his barbs were still flaring. He looked down at the product of his actions. Nala's tailhole was worn out, dripping with his cum and looking a bit prolapsed thanks to his barbs.

Scar looked back to see his nephew fiddling with his leaking cock. "Who knew the 'king' could be so pathetic?" He stepped towards the other male but a new sound made his ears flick.

"I knew it was him!" Banzai said to Ed as the two hyenas stepped onto the flat surface. "And it looks like fun's already started."

Banzai and Ed looked at the scene above them. Nala lying on the floor, panting and leaking from both her holes while Scar stood in front of Simba stroking himself off. It was enough to bring both hyenas to full length. Their cocks sprung from their sheaths and quickly hardened, bobbing underneath their bellies.

"Uh, hey, boss... Y-you remember us?" Banzai asked sheepishly. Next to him Ed nodded, his tongue flailing from his muzzle.

"Hmm. I remember you all left me for dead after I fell..." Scar growled, stepping towards the pair of hyenas. He towered over them, his green eyes piercing into the both of them. Banzai and Ed pressed close to each other, trembling. Scar's gaze softened and he gave them a small smile. "But... I'm willing to forgive what you did if you do a little something for me."

"A-and what's that?" Banzai dared to ask.

Scar looked back at the lying Nala and the whimpering Simba before turning his gaze back on Banzai and Ed. "As you can see: Simba seems to enjoy watching his mate be ravaged by someone else. So... Do anything to her..."

Ed and Banzai's eyes widened and looked at each other before cackling. "Oh, we'd be happy to," Banzai sneered. Together he and Ed strolled towards Nala. The spent lioness lacked the strength to fight them off. All she could was whimper as Banzai threw himself on top of her and shoved his hard cock inside of her dripping cunt. He bucked his hips back and forth, drilling his inches in and out of the tight passage. The hyena panted and shuddered.

"F-fuck! S-she's still so tight..." Banzai muttered, pounding himself into the wet tunnel at a rapid pace. From his motions came wet slaps and strings of fluids that were forced from the tight pussy.

Scar sat down next to Simba, watching Nala being fucked by the vulgar hyena. "I'm sure you just love watching your Nala being taken by another, don't you?" Scar chuckled. He joined his nephew, pawing at his cock and watching the scene unfold in front of him.

"Bet you're loving this, aren't you, slut?" Banzai sneered, thumping his hips up and down. Nala's pussy made loud slurps and sucks as the hyena's cock was plunged in and out of her. Banzai gripped onto the larger mammal, scraping his claws against her fur. Thanks to his fast pace Banzai didn't last long. Growling and scrabbling his paws against the rock, Banzai shoved himself as deep as could. A look of pleasure was on his face as he came deep inside of the lioness, mixing his seed with Scar's. He humped a bit more, milking as many shots out of his balls as he could before giving a sigh and pulling himself free.

"A-alright, Ed. She's all yours," the hyena spoke, stepping away from the lioness.

Ed cackled and mumbled something incoherent as he stepped behind Nala. The dopey hyena aimed his sizable girth against her worn out ass. Nala winced and hissed as her ass was stretched again around a new cock. Ed trembled and drooled on the lioness' back. He bucked his hips, shoving every last inch of his dick inside the clenching tunnel. Ed was reckless and wild like Scar was. It was the way he did things, slamming himself fast, slow, deep, and shallow. No thrust felt the same, the hyena's tip prodded the lioness in different places, pressing against a soft wall or just slipping deep inside.

Scar and Simba sat side by side, jerking themselves off to Ed slamming himself into Nala. Simba's paw was coated in precum that leaked from the tip. The former king had been at it for a while, making the fur matted and sticky. Scar kept an eye on the other lion as he lazily teased his own length. From the sound of Simba's breathing and how much pre that came from the tip it was clear that the golden lion was close to his climax. As if on cue Simba's breath went ragged, his length pulsed and from the tip came streaks of cum that streaked his belly. Having what he needed, Scar stroked his own cock as fast and hard as he could, forcing another orgasm out of himself. He aimed his cock and spit ropes of seed onto Simba's belly, lacing his cum with his nephew's. Together the two of them watched as Ed laid over Nala.

The hyena whined and mumbled as he humped into the lioness. The walls around him were squeezing down on him tight. Deep inside was Scar's cum that coated Ed's tip and spread warmth through his cock. He pressed himself deep, squelching the seed around his girth. Loud slicks and slaps were heard as the hyena pounded harder into the female. The fat pair of balls underneath bounced and churned against the leaking vent. With a few more slams of his dick, the goofy hyena hilted himself and blew his load deep inside the tunnel, adding his cum inside of the lion's ass. Ed snickered and pulled himself out quickly. His still pulsing length fired thick ropes against her tailhole. The warm substance clung to her fur and dripped down onto her pink lips. Ed mumbled something and joined Banzai's side. Together the two hyenas talked about the score they just made and left the rock.

Scar stood up, a wide smile on his muzzle. "Well, I hope you've all enjoyed yourselves." The dark lion strolled towards Nala, looking at her soaked and swollen orifices. The lioness looked up at Scar and nodded. He looked back at Simba to see the other lion nod as well. "Well then... That's a shame considering you are both hereby banished from this land!"

"What?!" Simba yelled.

"Please..." Nala whimpered. "Please let me stay! I'll be your mate! You can mount me everyday!"

Scar looked down at the pleading lioness and rolled his eyes. "The two of you ought to be out of here by sunrise..." The brown lion said nothing more, retreating into Pride Rock. He left the lion and lioness alone. Nala wept for the loss of what could have been her chance to stay and have a potentially better mate. Simba stood where he was, once again trying to fathom all that had happened...