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A Deal for Her People

For JCFoxman

By Draconicon

The Pride Lands were hot during mid-day, but it meant that the patrols were lazy, stupid with the heat. Shenzi took advantage of that as she crept through the tall grasses that dotted the savannah, keeping to a crouch that she knew from experience was barely visible. As the sun beat down on her, she sweated, burning through what energy she'd built up during the cool night, but she kept moving. Her hyenas depended on her.

A root snapping froze her in place, the spotted, gray-furred matriarch stilling herself. The sound of footsteps followed, and through the strands of browned grasses, she saw two lionesses. They stopped just a few paces away, their backs to her, lean bodies on display.

"Nothing here..."

"Of course there's nothing. The Outlanders couldn't come this far into the Pride Lands without someone seeing them."

"It's not the Outlanders I'm worried about."

"The hyenas? Pfft. They're too scared to leave the Graveyard. They'll spend the rest of their days there until they either starve or leave the Pride Lands."

Shenzi felt the growl rising and forced it back down, even as her lips turned up with a snarl that pricked her lower lip on a fang. It was one thing to know that the lions looked down on her and her people, another thing to hear it.

"Still...I'll have a word with the zebras. They shouldn't panic anyone."

"They're jumping to conclusions," said the lioness that was so keen to believe that the hyenas were so scared. "I bet they saw a shadow and thought the worst."

"Hmm..."

"Come on. Let's hurry back. It's hot."

"Hmm...I suppose. There's nothing here, at least. Let's just keep an eye out for tracks on the way back."

The lionesses turned, their loincloths flaring up as they jogged away. Shenzi watched them until they were well out of earshot, and then a bit longer until they disappeared past the next patch of grass before finally standing up again. She spat off to the side, shaking her head until the snarl finally resolved itself. At least she knew that they weren't going to find any tracks. She'd been too careful for that.

But they were part of the reason that she was doing this in the first place. The war had left her and her people penned up in the Graveyard, unable and unpermitted to leave. They were all but starving, and she had to come up with something that would get rain, or food, or something to the hyenas. She was the leader, and moreover, she was the one that had gotten them in bed with Scar. She had a lot to make up for.

She stepped out of the grass and continued her journey, the dry ground burning at her feet as she walked along. It was a long trip to Fadzia, and she'd only covered half of it.

Shenzi arrived at the edge of the oasis panting and tired, her fur half-matted with sweat and her head aching from tiredness. Her loincloth and fur bra were making her all the hotter to the point where she had tucked the back up, leaving her rump exposed and allowing it to breathe as she ran along. It hadn't helped as much as she liked, but at least it gave her a little air down there that otherwise would have been far too wrapped up.

The hyena approached the palm trees that dotted the oasis, leaning against the one furthest out. She panned her eyes around the shimmering sand at the edge of the water, gritting her teeth as she fought the temptation to lunge for it.

"Fadzia...Fadzia, if you're still here, come out. I need your magic."

At first, there was no reaction. She leaned against the palm tree, taking the silence as a moment to collect herself.

The long walk had made her all too aware of her own body, from the overheating that she'd fought with every piece of shade she could find to the searing heat of the earth beneath her bare feet. She felt every droplet of sweat running through her fur like a tickling itch, and she was aware of just how sensitive she'd become out of that irritation. Anything might be enough to set her off, and the irritable matriarch was doing her level best to keep her temper under control.

She wondered if it would be enough. She didn't exactly have a good track record there.

She adjusted her clothing as the water stirred, not sure if it was bubbles coming up or just the general shift of the water as it flowed through the earth. As she pulled on the furs, she felt the weight of her breasts again, and she groaned as she adjusted her bra to support them a bit better. They had always been somewhat thick, more than a handful - though thankfully not so large as some of the lion bitches - and they didn't entirely fit with her bra. They were...bigger than they should be for the one she had, and it didn't offer much support unless it was in the perfect place.

Her loincloth was no better, more fitted for a woman of lesser curves than she possessed. She grumbled as she dragged it back and forth, trying to get it to settle properly around her hips while not grinding against her front. Her ass cheeks bounced and ground against each other as she fought with the garment, and if her hips hadn't been quite so thick, the strand of leather that held it up might have fallen from her.

"Clothing issues, dear?"

Shenzi looked up from her fumbling at the new voice. Floating over the oasis waters was a black and blue lizard, the blue covering her chest up to the small of her throat and down to her inner thighs, while black ran everywhere else. Her eyes glowed a dull but dark blue, and her lips were turned up in a teasing, hungry smile. The hyena shook her head, lowering her hands back to her sides even as it felt like one of her breasts were about to jump free of her out-of-place bra.

"Took you long enough," she muttered.

"Ah ah. Let's not get this off on the wrong foot. You came to me, remember? You want my help, Shenzi. And that help has a price."

"Yeah. I know."

"And you're desperate enough to pay it, aren't you?"

"...I'm here to see what you're gonna ask," she said, hedging her response. "And maybe I'll pay it. Maybe not."

"Of course, of course."

There was something to the way that Fadzia spoke that still sent little shivers down Shenzi's spine. It was never outright threatening, but there was always a sense of a chuckle, of some lighthearted menace just behind that smile. It was impossible to look at the lizard and not think of the ways that she could just break anyone that came here.

Despite the curvaceous woman's smile and lazy pose, Shenzi knew the many stories of Fadzia. Her white loincloth and the white wrap around her chest hid the curves that had claimed many warriors over the years, her beauty drawing them to the oasis to make deal after deal, bargain after bargain. Those that wanted something now, that needed something immediately, ignored Rafiki and his aged warnings and came here.

Most returned, if changed, but there was always the warning of those that never left, and the stories of those that came back after their deal was concluded. It was said that the dark-scaled Fadzia did things to them that made them desire to return, to fall into her arms once again, to be her creatures, her...toys, for lack of a better term. Shenzi was determined not to become one of them.

"I want -"

"Ah, ah." Fadzia shook her head. "No, no, that is no way to begin. We have to...look at you."

The lizard snapped her fingers. Without warning, the air chilled as if night had fallen, and the very earth turned wet beneath her feet. Shenzi tried to pull back only for blue tendrils to rise from the ground, sliding between her toes and up over her feet, running all the way to her ankles like restraints. They wrapped tighter and tighter around her lower legs until she could not step away, or even lift her feet from the earth.

But...that was all they did. She forced herself to be calm, looking up from the slimy restraints to the woman floating over the water.

Fadzia was the picture of confidence, her lips turned up in the slightest of smiles. Her arms were folded beneath her breasts, nearly hidden by the sheer size of her curves, and her loincloth hung between her thighs, going down, down, down to the surface of the oasis, where it just barely skimmed the surface of the water. Her legs dangled, thick thighs slowly tapering to pointed toes where the claws were painted blue.

"Now, now, let's not beat around the bush. You came here for help...and I will demand a price."

"..."

"Let me look at you."

The blue tendrils around her ankles squeezed, and a sudden shock of some strange energy hit her. It traveled up her legs and through her groin, and from there up her spine. Shenzi gasped, her back arching, her breath catching as her stomach sucked in slightly. The sudden shift in her posture forced her chest forward and up, and the sudden movement forced her breasts free of her bra.

It was embarrassing to feel them jiggling free, though she forced herself to stand confident after the shock passed through her completely. The embarrassment faded just as fast, and she managed to put her hands on her hips, smirking over the display she was forced to give.

"Well? What do you think?"

"Quite a healthy bosom."

"They've pleased quite a few."

"I'm sure. The hyenas crave them?"

"And a few lions."

"My. No shame."

"Can't afford shame, not when you have to keep everyone alive."

"And that's why you were brave enough to come to me. Even brave enough to bare your prodigious rump to the entirety of the Pride Lands for the journey."

Her smile shifted slightly, and Fadzia chuckled.

"Oh, yes. I've been watching. Anyone that speaks my name holds my attention. I receive so few visitors...perhaps I should roam from my oasis from time to time, to find more. I need some new..." She gestured around absently, as if searching for a word. "Heh...Let's call them what they are. Toys."

She had thought that the witch woman would be embarrassed, at least, by the idea of someone calling her out on that. Instead, she embraced it. So much for trying to out-pride her with her body.

Shenzi let her arms fall to her side, shaking her head, only to stiffen as another tendril flicked her loincloth. She looked down as it batted it side to side, coming particularly close to what she had beneath it.

"Mmm, and here we have something so unique," Fadzia said.

"Mmmph...don't tell me."

"Oh, don't worry. I have no interest in 'breeding,'" the lizard said, chuckling and covering her mouth. "But it is such a unique addition to a woman like you. So large, so powerful..."

Flick. The loincloth went up, showing off the shaft that the hyena had between her legs. It was just big enough to have a good bit of heft to it even while soft, and the sac just behind it was full and heavy, too. It was enough to hide her other sex from most people, and more than sufficient to keep them guessing whether she had one at all.

Oh, her people knew she did, but the mockery that she had received from Scar back then, when he had first seen it, had been extensive. He'd threatened to kick her from her position as Matriarch until she showed him that she indeed had the feminine parts behind it, and even then, he took pleasure in using her other bits rather than that. He wanted her to feel less, she knew, and she'd had to fight him there.

She won. Mostly.

The tendril came so close to touching her, to flicking her shaft up to be teased, and stopped short only when she was sure that it would actually grab her and stroke her. The tendril faded, replaced by two others that ran up her hips, rubbing her sides and squeezing them.

"Healthy and thick...full and womanly," Fadzia said. "You know what you are, and feel no shame, hmm?"

"Nothing to feel shame about," Shenzi said, proud that she managed to at least keep a blush off her face. "I'm a powerful woman. I lead my people."

"Mmm, and lead them into bed, I'm sure."

"Heh...that's part of it."

"My, my...not so easy to shame after all, are you?"

"I'm trying."

"I must be better."

"Go ahead and - nngh!"

She hadn't expected the tendrils to go right for her breasts, pulling her bra out of the way and throwing it to the sands. They wrapped around each breast like snakes, pulling them up and forward until she had coils of blue running from her chest across each fat globe, all the way down to her nipples. It was an intense feeling, and left her hissing through clenched teeth as she fought to keep her head on straight.

That was new, and it made her breasts feel all the bigger as a result. Fadzia made the coils of tendrils squeeze, rubbing, groping her as if they were some strange limb, some strange hands on her chest. It wasn't...unpleasant, but it was very strange at the same time, and she hissed under her breath.

"Are you...are you done?"

"Are you?"

"..."

"But yes, my curvaceous, lovely woman. I am done teasing you for now."

The tendrils faded, and she was able to take a step forward. Shenzi shook her head, ignoring the way that her shaft was trying to rise beneath her loincloth. Pleasure was one thing, but allowing it to distract her while she still had to make a deal wasn't acceptable.

"Let's get down to business."

"Yes...let's," Fadzia said, floating to her.

"My people are in trouble. Locked up, pinned down in the Graveyard -"

"Yes, yes, I know. Move on."

"..."

"Do you want my help, or do you not?"

"I'm telling you what I need."

"No, dear, you're trying to make me feel sorry for you so you get a better deal." The lizard chuckled. "Stick to the facts, and keep going."

"...I need food, water, and whatever else you can give me. Something to keep us from starving. Something to let us be better."

"Mmm, is that it?" Fadzia asked, leaning on one hand and tapping her cheek with one finger. "That's all that you ask? Not power, or dominion, or anything that might actually turn the world around?"

"I saw what Scar did. He fucked things up. I'm not going to make that mistake. I'm not aiming that high; if I fail, less room to fall."

"An intelligent hyena. I never saw that coming."

Before Shenzi could be offended, the other woman laughed, nodding to herself. She waved her hand, and a great ball of water rose from the oasis, going higher and higher until it floated over both of them. It shimmered with a light that was unnaturally blue, thick and strong, and rather than enhancing the sun's head passing through it, it offered some odd shelter, some coolness that soothed her rather than burned her.

She whipped her eyes from the bubble of water to the witch that controlled it. Fadzia smiled, leaning back in mid-air.

"My price is the same as always."

"...And what is that?"

"Why, to enjoy you."

"...And nothing more?"

"Oh, nothing more...as long as you don't ask for it. If you ask for more...if you beg...why, I would be most obliged to offer it, would I not?"

Shenzi saw the trap and, for all that it was a trap, admired it. To be offered something so easy and pleasurable - and from all the rumors, she knew that the powers of Fadzai were rewarded with pleasure - was something that would put anyone off their guard. They would expect to enjoy it, and they would.

And then they would ask for more.

And more.

And more.

By the time they were done, they would feel so deeply enamored of that pleasure that they would want little else. Shenzi had seen such things under Scar, had seen the twisted way that the dark lion had used others, and had felt him try and use them on her and other hyenas. Perhaps, just perhaps, that might offer her an advantage.

She doubted it, but she could hope.

"I understand your challenge."

"Mmm, then let us begin."

The water overhead swirled, extending a much thicker piece of itself than the tendrils from before. Shenzi braced herself for what was going to be an intense, sensual experience, and wasn't disappointed.

It wrapped around her head and shoulders and sucked her off her feet, pulling her into the air before she could say a word. She gasped without thinking, but the water was harmless, not drowning her nor leaving her deprived of air. Somehow, it flowed through her, giving her what she needed without losing the cool fluidity of what it was. It sucked her up, and in, and she was left to float in the water.

It was blessedly cool, but it was also all around her, touching her, teasing her, rubbing her in the same way that the tendrils had done, but in such a broader, all-encompassing way. Shenzi felt her gasps of pleasure ripped from her lips again and again, each time leaving her with her eyes wide and her mouth the same. Her toes curled against the spinning water around her, her back arched, and she twisted and turned as the water caressed and fondled - yes, fondled, somehow - her from all sides.

She felt its touch along her hips and rump, across her thighs and down her legs. It drifted up along her stomach and along her chest, lifting her breasts and bouncing them, fingers invisible drifting along her nipples and tweaking them before rising and stroking her cheeks. They were there, there, there, everywhere.

Stroke.

Squeeze.

Touch.

Caress.

The water was slowly shifting, becoming more solid in places and more fluid in others. She could feel the tendrils again, though they were more numerous now. They ran across her back, over her hips, pulling at her and encouraging her to pose. Legs spread, first, then legs back. She stood, she reclined, she rolled. Everything pushed her curves forward in a different way, ranging from making her rump push out to observing the curve of her hips to her thighs, to pushing her breasts so far forward that they almost pushed out of the water again.

And through it all, Fadzia was watching her, whispering. Her words came out so quietly that they were almost lost in the roar of the rushing water, but they were there nonetheless.

"Such a beautiful woman. A rump so fine, and a shaft so firm."

And it was firming up. Every pass of the water between her legs teased and stroked both her shaft and her feminine sex, making them shine and twitch and clench with need. It rose and throbbed, begging for attention, wanting the extra squeezes that the water and tendrils promised. It made her want to beg.

Shenzi clenched her teeth shut as she was posed again and again, knowing that this was part of the game, part of the temptation that the other woman was trying to give her. Beg, the water all but said. Beg for the pleasure that you need. Beg for more, and you will get it.

But would she be able to take it? That was something she didn't know, and she didn't need to find out.

Instead, she rode it out, gasping through the supportive water bubble even as she felt her breasts rising, the tendrils glowing in the water to hold them, coiling around them, further, further, further, lifting them up to show her off and make her breasts look even bigger.

"Your boobs are marvelous...but they could be better. Bigger. More...bountiful," Fadzia said. "I will take that price."

Before Shenzi could think of what that might mean, the tendrils curled, moving in from the tightness around her breasts to push one small point against her nipples. She waited for pain, but felt none as they went in -

"Ah!"

She gasped, the first sound besides her moans to leave her lips. She arched her back ever further, thrusting her breasts against the invading tendrils as they went deep. Their blue light lit her up from the inside, leaving her glowing in the chest, bright blue seeping through gray and brown fur. She panted, her toes curling, her shaft rising and her holes clenching desperately. She panted, her breath catching in her throat as she thrust away against the water.

"Yes...grow..."

And so they did, swelling beneath the pulsing of the tendrils wrapped around her. Still more tendrils came, others wrapping around her thighs and pulling her legs apart, and others pressed against the curves of her rump, pushing them up and then letting them fall, pushing them apart and allowing them to come together with a soft clap. It was gentle, yes, but all the more inevitable for that.

She was helpless in the tendrils' grips, and she was finding herself more and more aroused from it.

"Ah...ah..."

She couldn't stop gasping, her eyes rolling back as her pleasure rose higher. The feeling of being displayed, admired, even ravished was pushing her purpose further and further toward the back of her mind, making it harder for her to focus on the here and now. She wanted to be...she wanted...

She needed...

"Ah!"

Another moan ripped from her as a tendril wrapped firmly around her shaft, coiling about it the same way as the others teased her breasts. They were thrusting - no, not thrusting, sliding into her, filling her, the magic enhancing her as they swelled.

And oh, how they swelled.

Shenzi looked down at her breasts, her boobs as they grew ever larger, blue light filling them and pushing them forward. They were heavy, but the tendrils held them aloft, keeping them from weighing on her shoulders. Further out, half again as large as they had been, with her nipples growing with them to form firm peaks, little mountains of sensitive flesh at the very edge of her breast with dark circles to attract the eyes around them.

She could barely breathe as her pleasure grew higher and higher, and as the tendril around her shaft reached the head, she knew what was going to happen next. It curled up and around, and then -

"Mmmph!"

In. Painless, of course, just as painless as what had happened to her boobs, but it was nonetheless intense. Her back arched, her muscles shook, and she quivered from head to toe from the sensations rocking through her.

Nothing else pressed into her; she wasn't sure she could have taken it if it did. The rubbing, grinding feeling of the tendrils between her legs, against either hole, could have gone further, and out of the corner of her eyes, Shenzi could see Fadzia waiting, watching, one hand on her breasts and the other between her legs, rubbing herself to the show. She wanted the hyena to break and beg.

She refused.

Instead, she savored the feeling of the tendrils going through her boobs, through her cock, into her. She was ravished from head to toe, her eyes rolling back as she felt the pleasure climbing. As her boobs grew, as her shaft throbbed to a greater and greater size, she knew that there'd be nearly no way to hide this on the way back. No clothes, no way of hiding anything that had happened to her. Totally exposed as the witch's new plaything.

That, and the weight at her chest, and the heft between her legs was more than enough to drive her over the edge. She arched her back, gasping, her stomach pulled in as her shaft pushed forward. The pulsing, throbbing, tingling feeling of orgasm hit her hard, running from both sexes at once...

And it didn't stop.

Hours later, she was released from the bubble, and when she was, she slumped to the sands. She sucked air, forcing herself to breathe as her body trembled, shaking from the intense orgasms that had been forced upon her one after another. It was so good that it had been almost bad.

Almost.

That's why...that's why they come back...

Even now, even exhausted as she was, there was a piece of the hyena that wanted to be picked up and put back in the bubble, to be on display, to be pleased and shown off for the witch for even longer. She wanted to be that prize, that desired piece of flesh that was shown off and enjoyed time and time again. She rolled -

"Nngh..."

Only to feel her newly sensitive nipples and shaft dragging against the soft mud. It was so good, and so overwhelming at the same time. She curled her fingers into claws as she struggled to catch her breath.

"A lovely show, dear."

Fadzia's slow clap was just as annoying as it was embarrassing, and Shenzi forced herself to endure the sensitivity as she dragged herself upright. She was just about able to do that without hissing and humping the air, and slowly turned around, having to hold one arm under her boobs to keep them from being too unwieldy. Her last bra had no chance of ever fitting over the new size.

The lizard witch floated over to her, offering her a bejeweled wooden pendant that hung from her toes. Shenzi hesitated for a moment, then took it, holding it by the leather strip that ran through it and created a loop.

"What's this?"

"What you paid for. It will call rain and prey to your people."

"How?"

"Wish for it, of course. Wear it and wish...and think of me."

"Then...this is..."

"Paid in full. Unless you want more?"

The smirk that verged on a cocky sneer told her that Fadzia fully expected her to ask for more, and it took everything that Shenzi had to drag herself to her feet and shake her head. The stunned look on the other woman's face somehow made it all worth it.

As she turned to walk the savannah back to the graveyard, though, she couldn't help but take some pleasure in her naked walk under the fading sun. She wondered if there would be anyone that saw her.

She wondered if they would like the show.

The End

Summary: Shenzi goes to a Pride Lands witch for some help in caring for her people. She ends up with a rather interesting - and pleasurable - moment.

Tags: H/solo, H/F, Tentacles, Ravishing, Teasing, Grinding, Breast Growth, Cock Growth, Hyena, Lizard, Pride Lands, Shenzi, Rule 34, Kind Of, Orgasm,