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Simba was enjoying a sunny day, reclining lazily in a secluded corner of his lands. The big lion yawned and stretched out, he had too little time alone these days. As if being King wasn't enough, the arrival of his daughter had opened up a whole new world to him. She made everything complete, and despite the complications, life was good. As if on cue, there she was, bounding towards him from the distance, he craned his neck and watched her approach from over his tummy.

She was growing fast, it seemed only yesterday she was a small cub, but youth was upon her and knew no speed limit. To Simba though, Kiara was just the sweet little girl she'd always been, and was wearing the sweetest expression as she eagerly bounded up to him. He couldn't help thinking it looked a little expectant as well. Simba was wary but smiled as she closed the distance, reluctantly rolling over onto his paws, she always had this look when she wanted something.

The lion purred as Kiara ran into him at full pelt, stopping at the last instant and rubbing across his front paws in greeting, tail raised.

"Hey Kiara!" He beamed lovingly at his daughter, "So what have you been up to today?"

Kiara turned for one more pass at his legs, arching her back, then tilted her head up to look at him, a sweet grin on her muzzle, "Oh you know.. Stuff." She seemed to immediately lose interest in talking about this, instead driving straight on to what she wanted to say, "Dad..." the grin was sweeter than ever, quite toothy, "You remember how you and Mom used to wash me?" She nodded expectantly to herself.

Simba looked a little more wary, past experience with her leading him to make very noncommittal answers, "Mmm-hmm" He nodded slowly.

Kiara continued on as if he hadn't said anything, her speech obviously quite rehearsed, "Well, it's just that, I know I'm a big girl now, and I know you and Nala say I'm too old for it, but.." She closed her eyes and to Simba's surprise, began to blush as she blurted out, "I'd-really-like-it-if-you-would-wash-me-again-just-one-time", her words all came out in a rush.

The big lion coughed as his daughter hugged against his front legs, obviously embarrassed, he was a little touched and almost speechless. "Well.. You are growing up, and,"

Kiara broke in suddenly, almost in tears, "Oh Dad, please!" She looked down again, embarrassed she'd spoken.

Simba softened, smiling down at her wistfully, genuinely curious at this sudden turn of events, "Hey.. Hey. It's alright. What brought this on, hmm?" He brought a big paw to gently rub over her head, looking at her kindly.

The young lioness looked up at Simba, eyes really pleading now, "Just say yes, please Daddy!" This had obviously been weighing on the cub's mind for some time.

Simba tilted his head, weighing up worst possible scenarios against how upset his daughter seemed to be, until finally he just smiled at her again and nodded, "Well.. I suppose it couldn't hurt." What's the worst that could happen, he thought to himself.

"YAY!!!" The reaction was instant, Kiara tore around her father in a sudden fit of exuberance, going under and around him, giving little skips of joy as she went. Finally she came around in front of Simba and arched up high to nuzzle under his chin, which he lowered for her.

The lion chuckled softly, utterly bemused but captivated as ever by Kiara's behaviour, purring softly as she finally nuzzled him. Maybe next time he'd have to put his paw down, but for now.. In truth he missed the closer times he'd had with his daughter when she was younger, when she sought their touch and their affection every hour of every day. It was Nala who gave most of the tongue baths, but Simba had from time to time, he missed the close and simple act.

Kiara purred too, nuzzling Simba's legs for a long time before finally remembering what she so wanted to do. Reluctantly she broke the contact and padded just a few steps away, where she flopped to her side suddenly as cats do, then rolled over onto her back. She was smiling again, paws curled up in the cutest way, looking very much the cub.

Simba's heart nearly melted, this cub was his little girl, so beautiful, and he loved her so much. Looking fondly at Kiara he padded over, crouching down beside her head, this was the pose she always took when she wanted a wash. He stroked her head with a paw about as big, "Alright.. Now close your eyes."

She obeyed, purring softly through her nose, then a few seconds later she felt the first of many wet licks across her muzzle, warm and reassuring, her purring grew louder. Simba went about the intimate task with the practised ease of a parent, washing his daughter meticulously. First her head, long strokes down her muzzle and under her chin, then her cheeks and brow, carefully over the eyes, around her ears and over her head. Softly under her neck then down her chest, along each forepaw, inside and out. Carefully over tickly paw-pads, teasing each one in his massive maw.

It was just him and his beautiful daughter, like it had always been, the rest of the world a distraction. And yet.. She /was/ growing up, he'd understood it on some level, but she'd changed much faster and much more than he'd ever consciously noticed. Or wanted to notice. Her cub fat was all but gone, her limbs growing longer, her fur silkier, her frame more lithe. She was growing more beautiful still, and in more ways than fathers tended to see.

Simba though, was presently aware of an uncomfortable feeling, a little spark of thought, it flashed insistently when he looked at his blossoming little girl. He swallowed, trying to put such thoughts out of his head, they didn't feel right.

Down her tummy now, the feeling flashed again, he dove left and groomed her flank, carefully, licked her haunches, did her other leg the same. Trying to pretend nothing was wrong, he nosed at her side, "C'mon, other side now."

Kiara opened her eyes and obediently rolled over, a little groggy as she purred loudly, swept up in the moment. Crouching on all four paws she kept quite low to the ground, not quite resting on her tummy, tail flicking softly behind her. Not much left to do now, Simba made a start at the nape of her neck, grooming softly along her back, making sure to get every part of her. Rapidly approaching her rump, he swallowed again, struggling to understand why this was becoming so difficult. Unable to put it off any more, he licked along her rump and her tail-base several times, blinking as this made her raise her tail up high, hiking her rump up too.

The lion's nose twitched and he took a few more licks before suddenly stepping away, face clouding over, distracted and troubled. It was a few moments before Kiara noticed the bath seemed to be over, she looked at her father askance.

"Aww c'mon Daddy! Mom swats me if I don't clean there, you gotta do everything!" She pouted at him with mock indignation, thinking he was just being lazy.

Simba frowned, raising a paw to step forward, but holding it in the air, hesitant, wondering if he could trust himself. He took a deep breath, steeling himself, clearing his head. He could do this. It was his daughter, he'd done this more times than he could count, why should today be any different?

Putting his paw down, he stepped back over, coming around behind her, just wanting to get it over with. But he'd made a mistake, Simba knew that as soon as he saw her crouching, tail high and rump higher. It was too late, he'd dipped his head down, and before he could summon the will to stop, his muzzle was in position. Nostrils flaring, in one economical movement, he opened his maw and licked his little girl all along her slit and under her tail, firmly and wetly. Kiara gave a loud sigh of pleasure as she felt Simba's big tongue wash over her private place, then shivered, it hadn't ever felt quite like that before.

The spark in Simba's head exploded and he was trembling, forbidden feelings suddenly pulsing through his veins, it was all he could do to just stand there. Helpless, he licked her again, more slowly, making the cub stand a little higher and chirrup softly as new feelings began to surface in her.

His little girl had grown up a little more than he'd ever suspected, the last straw being her femininity, its immature but developing taste was proving more than enough to fire inappropriate instincts in him. The lion shuddered as his erection made itself felt, painfully, it twitched and shone unsheathed between his legs as he dipped his muzzle a third time. Simba's restraint was almost gone and he positively lapped at her, needing to taste more of his daughter, licking up and down firmly and insistently, trying to push inside her.

Kiara gasped loudly and pawwed at the ground, then her breath caught in her throat as she felt Simba's tongue actually start slipping into her vagina, wriggling sloppy heat in a place she didn't know anything could go. The cub struggled to get her breath, she had no idea there was anything that felt this nice, it was as if the whole world was spinning away under her. Another gasp and then a shuddering sigh as she felt him urgently pushing, delving deeper and deeper into her most private crevice, so tight and yet he sunk deeper still, she began panting.

The young lioness started to feel quite beside herself, almost dizzy. It was like a burning sensation growing deep down in her tummy, a nice one, so nice her toes were curling, and it was getting out of control. It was then and with an awful wrench to both of them, Simba suddenly pulled away, instantly out of her, heaving and gasping for breath while he fought for balance. Kiara half turned, an indignant cry almost out of her muzzle, till she wondered for an instant just what on earth she was indignant about.

The cub's features betrayed a sudden consuming disappointment as she regarded her father, but in truth she was terribly confused. Her groin burned, wet and exposed under her, she was still panting as little shivers danced between her legs and through her body. 'What was this?' her expression now demanded, watching more carefully as guilt, remorse and a strange kind of wanting crossed Simba's face, she'd never seen him look like this before. It was Simba who spoke first.

"Kiara, I.." his voice broke slightly and he swallowed nervously, "Daddy needs to finish cleaning you. Will you stand extra still and steady for me?" He blinked and swallowed some more, seemingly terrified of the answer.

It wasn't what she wanted to hear and, glancing low at something which caught her eye, she was suddenly burning to ask what it was she could see between Simba's haunches. Her body had different ideas though, as a fresh batch of tingles made itself felt, her eyes showing gratitude and a kind of longing as well. The girl swallowed and nodded mutely, turning back around. Setting her paws firmly on the ground, beyond normal thought, she shivered strongly and raised her rump high, moving her tail to where it seemed out of the way. It felt natural, and so she waited, panting, for daddy's tongue.

Instead, Kiara was surprised as she heard him approach and then felt him step over her, big paws all around, eclipsing the sun with his furry bulk. Simba was panting too, it was loud in her ears, his soft body rumbling right over her. He seemed to shuffle on his paws, she could sense him shifting, muscles working, and then she felt the strangest thing. She almost wanted to gasp, something was nudging against her hind leg, poking, it felt very rigid, warm, and yet soft and yielding, even moist. Simba grunted and it shifted, between her legs now, the motion was quite insistent. It had to be him, Kiara decided, but what was it? Its shape grew more obvious as the lion slipped a little low, gasping, she felt it part her fur and rub along her belly, stiff, gently tapered.

An image was coming to mind of what she'd glimpsed of Simba before crouching for him, but before she could dwell further, his aim was suddenly true, he groaned as it grazed along her vagina and caught in it. Kiara gasped, this felt bigger and firmer than his tongue, it began to dawn on her that this really wasn't like any tongue bath she'd ever had. The cub was almost scared, she didn't know what was happening, but she trusted her father, and felt so good just a short while ago.

Simba was trembling above her, his breathing laboured as he began pushing, almost out of his mind. Kiara could feel it, insistently spreading her open, invading her private place, she suppressed a whimper and gasped as she was deflowered. It was very stiff and very warm, quite smooth, and it did get gently wider from a mercifully small tip. She could feel his pulse against her dilating opening, his trembling too, the world seemed to shrink to this connection and she felt the burning again.

Another feeling began to make itself known, an increasingly tightness, Simba felt it too. He was penetrating his daughter about by half, but the limits of the situation were becoming apparent. Undeterred and as gentle as could be, shuddering deeply, he began small movements out as well as in, trying to ease himself in, he didn't want to hurt her. Kiara huffed and panted, giving a series of deep sighs at each push. She pawed at the ground and shook her head, shivering, it itched deep inside her and her father seemed to be making it better and worse at the same time.

Simba gave the deepest shudder yet, she was so warm, so slick, so very tight, and worse; she seemed to be enjoying it as well as him. He was mating his daughter, there was no escaping the fact, the idea of it simultaneously horrified and excited him beyond all reason. It was too much, his tail rose up, straight and quivering, exposing balls that tightened, then he exhaled noisily and began inseminating Kiara.

She felt it immediately, first it was like something swelling up, then she could feel the sudden wetness, the warmth, the hard jets against her vaginal walls. She realised he was squirting into her, it was splashing inside, filling her small space with something unknown. He was twitching to and fro, groaning with untold pleasure, she was burning, each powerful squirt only fanning the flames. The feeling of fullness from earlier grew as her small vagina could contain no more, building till it threatened to hurt. She nearly cried out, squirming, but mercifully this broke the seal of his erection and thick sperm began leaking wetly down her legs.

It was too much for her now, Kiara gave a surprised yowl as everything she'd previously felt suddenly multiplied in her groin, getting more and more intense till she couldn't stand it. The cub raked her front claws along the ground and began a rhythmic chirping noise, twitching all over, liquid pleasure seemingly pouring from her burning girl parts and raging through her body. Simba's squirting intruder was gripped firmly and her muscular contractions ran along it, uncontrollably squeezing as she sought her release, they both cried out and shook all over.

Thanks to Simba, Kiara was now extremely lubricated with sperm, he found himself slipping further and further into her while he twitched and ejaculated harder than ever. She gasped as she felt him nudging further and further in, still making her wet, but it wasn't yet uncomfortable. Finally, when his daughter slumped below him, the lion came to rest, both of them shuddering and gasping for breath. She didn't swipe him and he didn't move, a nice trick he'd learnt a few years earlier. But he really had done it, he'd mated his little girl and then planted his seed up her, it ran down her legs as if to remind him of the fact. None of this seemed to quite sink in just yet though.

Kiara took a long time coming down, trying to piece her mind together, trying to speak. It had simply been too much, too intense, too good.. And yet, "D-daddy? W-w-what did we just do?" she stammered with no anger or open fear, but shy curiosity, amazement, a touch of trepidation.

Simba shuddered and shook his mane out, still trembling and panting hard. What could he possibly say? He wanted to tell her the truth, but wasn't sure she'd understand, not yet. It was a side of him he didn't recognise, that eventually spoke. "That was how.. Umm. That was how Daddy has to clean inside you. I-might-need-to-start-doing-it-more-often-now-you're-growing-up!"

The last few words were rushed out and before the young cub could respond, Simba was moving again, powerful thigh muscles tensed behind her. Then she felt his stiff penis move again, breath catching in her throat as the unyielding pressure in her grew, stretching her wider as her father pushed insistently against her. It was uncomfortable and maybe a little sore, but it was starting to burn too, and in a good way like before. It was almost like she welcomed the intrusion, there was something very new and strange about having that part of her filled with something so stiff and alive.

Her father was so hard and pushing with such determination, it seemed to make her excitement grow, she was making a dampness all of her own. Simba pulled back before it grew too uncomfortable, relieving the pressure a little, yet immediately the absence was keenly felt by Kiara, it needed filling again. In an instant he was in deeply and pushing again, she gave a soft whimper of pleasure and pushed back a little as well, feeling him get deeper. He began a soft rocking action, gently pulling back, pushing in firmly, slipping further in. His tapered penis fit so snugly in her damp slit, dripping with sperm, little by little he was achieving what hadn't seemed possible.

Kiara yowled softly, so deliciously filled, she set her back legs wider apart and tried to help her daddy finish the job. He groaned and pushed, kept on pushing, she was so wet, so tight. Then it happened, he sunk in the last little bit, tight balls coming up to rest against his daughter, he was in to the hilt. They stayed like that for a while, Kiara gasping, Simba quivering, father and daughter locked intimately together.

Finally Simba began to thrust, pulling out of her, then pushing straight back in, each time bringing his wet testicles up against his daughter, as deep as he could. The lion's erection glistened as it moved in and out, unsheathing and sheathing, coated thickly with semen as he mated his little girl. Kiara huffed and panted, eyes wide as she felt Simba truly start to take her as a girl, this was even more special than before. It was wonderful, she could feel every last detail of his penis as it slid in and out of her, parting her, so warm and stiff and exciting.

Kiara shivered and dipped her head down, spreading herself even wider for her father, she needed to feel even more of this. Simba shuddered and began to thrust faster, pushing her forward a little with the force of each penetration, his tail lashed behind him and his breathing grew laboured. She was just so tight, he'd never felt anything like it, in her excitement she was squeezing him too.

The lion gave a deep shudder and abruptly lost it, pressing deeply into his daughter as his tail suddenly started flagging. He groaned loudly and began gushing against her cervix as his flood begun, but there was simply no more space left in her. While Simba squirted again and again, the pressure rose like before, till the force of his ejaculation suddenly breached her cervix and let his copious sperm flood directly into her womb. Kiara cried out and snapped her head back, feeling it keenly as the dam burst and the wetness flooded even deeper inside her. It felt very strange, not quite pleasurable but somehow very right on an instinctual level.

There was no leakage this time, they both noticed as Simba continued to rut on top of her in paroxysms of pleasure, eagerly squirting his seed into her possibly fertile womb, gripping her hard. The cub mewled and squirmed as great sticky jets splashed again and again into her deepest, most private place, there could be no greater deflowering than this. She couldn't possibly take any more and yet Simba tried, for a good while, emptying his balls as much as he could. It was a bit of a disappointment to her when Simba finally slowed and stopped, tensing one more time before growing still.

They stayed like that for a long time, both taking turns to shiver with excitement, panting hard, getting their breath back. She was still so excited but it wasn't quite enough yet, although the immediate feelings were nearly as good. Her womb felt stretched, she had been thoroughly filled and was still plugged securely by her father's swollen penis. Amazingly, Kiara felt it begin shrinking, softening, Simba groaned and then the dam really burst, a slippery flood of his semen poured out quickly over both of them. The cub's legs were suddenly slick and shiny as it ran down then once more, Simba was wetter still, his equipment getting thoroughly covered by the same fluids they'd worked so hard to put there in the first place.

It seemed a long time before Simba finally stepped back and dismounted her, and the mood abruptly changed. His face was a darkening cloud and he was murmuring something under his breath, again and again, it sounded like, "No, no, no, no, no" in an increasingly desperate tone. Kiara whimpered and flattened her ears, still moaning with disappointment at being dismounted, turning to look at her father over one shoulder.

"Daddy?" Kiara looked questioningly at him, tilting her head, but he was hardly looking at her, swept up in his own thoughts and doubts. The murmuring became louder, she crouched quietly, a little afraid, till suddenly Simba looked up, straight ahead, seeming to come to a decision.

"Got to fix this.. Can't let her get..." Simba was frowning but suddenly his eyes went wide as he seemed to see Kiara for the first time, crouched and spread in front of him. Her small slit was still gaping, red and a little sore looking, stretched and leaking with what he'd implanted in her. Twice. Gasping, before he could look any more, Simba crouched behind his daughter and started licking at her. She gasped as he abruptly began lapping up his own sperm in great thirsty mouthfuls, slipping his tongue deeply into her and back out again. Again and again he did this, trying desperately to clean her of his obscene ejaculations, it dribbled down his chin in his haste.

Kiara though, shook with pleasure as her father's wet tongue slipped and wriggled so deeply inside, probing and cleaning. He was trying to rid her of what he'd gone to so much trouble squirting inside, that much she could tell, but why? Was this still part of 'cleaning' her? There was much he didn't reach though, this she could also tell as he struggled to get deeper and deeper, muzzle pressed hard up against her vagina. But it was making her feel so good, the little girl's pleasure rose quickly at this slippery invasion. As Simba gripped her sides and flexed his tongue desperately inside, she shook and began trembling, her tail raising right up as she started chirping. The cub cried out and suddenly reached her peak, twitching and clenching hard, her most sensitive area contracting and gripping Simba's tongue.

Simba stumbled back, making strange noises as he extricated his long tongue from the grip of his convulsing daughter, eventually pulling free. He looked at Kiara with shame, obvious pleasure radiating from her nosepad to her tailtip, all because of him. But at least he'd put one thing right, he nodded to himself, he must have got all of it. Had to have done. She was gently coming down from it now, panting and squeaking a little, tail twitching and then hanging limp to one side.

Why did she have to keep crouching there like that? Simba stared mutely, a dim understanding of just how much he liked her, spreading through his mind like a cancer. She was so adorable, he licked his lips unconsciously, finding himself savouring the taste of both of them. Why did her young body make him so excited? What was it about her that was so inviting? What was it about the way her haunches rose to her crotch, split by her wet vagina?

Simba growled and shook his head, groaning with conflicting desires that battled in his mind. But in the end, the lion simply couldn't help himself, he got up and suddenly mounted her with no preamble, growling under his breath. Kiara's tail was already off to the side and she squeaked in surprise, crouching as he poked at her with his erection, squeaking again as he found the spot he so desired. Exhaling and grunting, Simba leant onto his daughter and slid all the way back in, where he belonged.

Both of them trembled with excitement, Kiara was beginning to grow used to this activity, starting to anticipate the pleasures involved, while Simba was overcome with a deep need to squirt in her once more. He groaned and started to thrust, mating his young daughter, crouching lower to try and get even deeper. She was a lot wetter than he'd expected, and that's when he realised it was his sperm, and just how much of it was still deep inside, beyond reach. It had been too late to fix things for some time. The realisation freed him, nothing he did would make a difference now. With that he picked up the pace, thrusting hard at his little girl, she was so tight, wet, and he was already getting close again.

Kiara mewed and pawwed at the ground, she felt so taken, so filled, her sensitive slit stretched wide with every thrust as Simba continued thrusting his penis faster and faster. A dizzy feeling started to overcome her as she crouched, the cub knew what was coming now, knew what it was about to feel like. Her father's thrusts and breathing started building to a crescendo, quicker and more erratic, he gripped her sides until at last he tensed up and thrust all the way in. Kiara heard him groan and strain against her, pushing, and then she felt it again, sticky warmth suddenly splashing into her deepest recesses.

That was all it took to trigger her third release, the lioness cub mewled louder than ever and started shaking, spasms running down her body, grunting and snorting as rich pleasure coursed through her veins. All the while, thick sperm continued gushing through Simba's penis, pumped directly to where she needed it most, splashing her vaginal walls and washing against her cervix. The pair had done it enough times now that there was no longer a tight seal, the lion's ejaculation pulsed and leaked openly around her opening, dripping quite freely.

As Kiara squeezed around him, he gripped tightly and pushed even deeper, both of them gasping and straining as his squirts found their way through her cervix again. Just when it seemed like the moment would never end, semen gathering and dripping off Simba's furred scrotum, the lion finally came to a rest, panting with his daughter, starting to gently rub her sides as she continued to make soft noises of pleasure. After a long minute, the small cub suddenly struggled forward, breaking their connection and scooting unsteadily under Simba's front paws. He watched as she stopped, rolled onto her back with a look of bliss and remained that way, paws in the air. Simba wanted to look away, ashamed as her front paws curled, she gently rolled from side to side and gave him an unmistakable look.

It was exactly what Nala had done after he had given her Kiara, almost to the last detail. There was no more leaking now, every drop of potent seed he'd put in his daughter had only one place to go, her very possibly fertile womb. She was so young. When would she realise what he had truly done to her?

Kiara tilted her head down and looked over him carefully, somewhat confused. "Why do you look so sad, Daddy?"

Simba swallowed and tried to look her in the eye, suddenly desperate to try and explain this to his sweet daughter, "Kiara.." he looked down, swallowing hard and continued much more quietly, "We.. We did something today we shouldn't have."

The cub nodded slowly, watching him, this didn't surprise her a great deal.

He looked up at her again, his eyes almost pleading, "It's not something lions should do at all, till they're older, and it's not something anyone should do their daughter."

Kiara suddenly looked hurt, disappointed, "But daddy, why not??"

Simba shook his head, struggling to find the words, "It's.. It's how things are done. You're just not supposed to, you're not ready, and it should never be me." he finished, looking ashamed.

"But I liked it! You liked it! It felt.. It made me feel so funny inside." She blushed a little, but looked defiant, incredulous at her father's reasoning.

"You don't understand, it's just.. And if Nala knew about this!" His eyes filled briefly with panic as all the consequences ran through his head.

It was Kiara's turn to look concerned now, the intense pleasure she'd hoped to feel again soon looked like it might become unattainable, "But Daddy, please!" The cub rolled onto her front with some effort and turned to face him.

Simba shook his head again, looking increasingly distracted as a million scenarios, all bad, played out in his head, "Kiara, I.. I can't, we can't.." He trailed off maddeningly.

Kiara hmmph'd and got up onto her paws unsteadily, ignoring Simba. While he continued muttering, the young lioness padded around behind him and abruptly gasped as she looked her fill. The sight that greeted her eyes was much more graphic and naughty than she could ever have imagined. Kiara now knew what had taken her innocence, what had filled her with sticky fluid that even now leaked from her puffy slit.

Her father's penis was a deep red, shiny and glistening as it hung half out of its sheath, an unmistakable tapered shape. His fur round there was dark and matted, wet with the same fluid she felt deep inside, it coated his groin and a little on his legs. The cub had never seen it like this before, it was something she'd barely noticed or dwelled on in its normal state. She shivered as the recent memory of Simba's penis deep inside her resurfaced, it made her excited to look at it and wonder how on earth it fitted.

Kiara swallowed and edged nearer, nostrils flaring as she took in the lion's musk, the young lioness had to taste it. Straining her muzzle up a little, Kiara flashed her tongue across her father's softening penis, with inevitable results. As the mixture of flavours rushed through her mouth, Simba gasped and jumped, almost turning right around, seemingly noticing Kiara for the first time.

The lion blinked, mouth opening and closing for a moment like a fish, till at last he spoke, trying to look stern, "K-Kiara! You mustn't.. We mustn't.. You have to promise me you'll tell nobody about this."

Kiara put on her best innocent face and nodded, all smiles, "Okay." Before Simba could say anything else, the young girl turned around, crouched low to the ground with her rump raised, and cocked her tail for him. As she looked over her shoulder at Simba, her eyes were filled with open need.

Yet Simba resisted, he wanted nothing more than to mount Kiara again, to do as she asked, but it was just so wrong. She was still leaking his semen, the lion could easily see it and smell it, looking from her pleading face to her violated slit, both of them begging for more of it. The cub widened her stance next, tail hiking a little higher, backing towards Simba a little.

He shook his head and looked her in the eyes, "We can't keep this secret forever, what I've done, it might already be too late." He swallowed, "Kiara, what we did is called mating, an adult lion and an adult lioness do it when they love each other very much, and,"

Kiara interrupted, "You love me very much, don't you?" Her expression was beginning to look strained, but she continued backing up gradually.

Simba nodded quickly, "Yes, but.. But what I put inside you," the lion squirmed a little as he tried to find the words, "What I put inside you, what I left inside you is called my seed, and when that's put in a lioness at the right time, she gets.."

The cub interrupted again, shaking her head, "But it doesn't matter Daddy, you already did it to me, what difference does it make now? I liked it so much.. Please put your.." she hunted for the word, "Please put your seed in me again, I want to feel it." With that, Kiara backed up until she bumped against Simba's front legs, then wriggled inbetween them, crawling backwards under him.

Simba's eyes went wide and he just stood dumbly, letting his daughter move into a prone position, soft fur tickling under him, further and further down. He was stood up too straight for his curved penis to be within reach of her, but without thinking, Simba curved his back and lowered his rump. To both their surprise, he slotted himself into her slit with no fuss, and sank in to the hilt a moment later.

Father and daughter gasped as one, joined as one, the lion's erection twitched and swelled inside the small lioness as it became fully hard once more. And it was slick, so slippery, he'd seen very well to that. They didn't move for a long time, just the sound of their soft panting and an occasional moan punctuating the air. Simba couldn't think, he just didn't want the moment to end, front paws moving to hold his daughter closer against him.

She murmured and squeezed on him, she couldn't help it, just as Simba couldn't help from groaning and twitching hard within her. Every sensation was magnified as they both stood stock still, panting, twitching, a slow burning excitement smouldering between them. The lion's penis pulsed in Kiara, several times a minute, she could feel it swell and vibrate a little each time. Kiara dug her claws into the ground and pushed firmly back against her father, hearing him gasp and surge several times within her as he slipped even deeper.

Kiara gasped too, that was it, Simba's maleness was hard up against her cervix and had nowhere else to go, every part of her small vagina totally filled. The cub hung her head down and whimpered, it was coming, she heard her father's breathing change and felt his steady twitching grow faster. Betraying his growing arousal further, Simba's powerful hind legs twitched and pushed, grinding against his daughter a little, beginning to grit his teeth.

She whimpered more, shivering with pleasure, tensing up, still pushing back hard against Simba. Kiara heard her father take a series of shuddering breaths, beginning to groan, then she felt him start twitching rhythmically inside. A second later he gave a deep cry and she felt his ejaculation start, suddenly warm and very wet, slippery, he more than filled her with the first jet. As he grunted and worked to put more seed into her, there was only one other place it could go, breaching her cervix once more and splashing copiously into her womb.

Kiara mewled pathetically as she felt the squirts again and again, adding to all the previous deposits Simba had put there, it was simply too intense. Curling her paws and thrusting hard against her father, the cub lost it, fierce contractions running through her body as she made rhythmic noises of pleasure, squeezing and releasing Simba's twitching penis again and again. It did nothing to interrupt his determined efforts to breed her, in fact it only made things worse.

With it running down his daughter's legs, Simba practically urinated his sperm into her womb, gasping and shaking with each powerful squirt and each squeeze. He was filling her deepest recesses and he knew it, there was absolutely no turning back now. Even Nala had not been so thoroughly filled, as an adult she'd been much more accommodating of his size and his sticky gift. Simba groaned again and again, hunching his shoulders, stroking his daughter as she trembled under him, but his squirting was finally diminishing now.

She couldn't have felt more satisfied, her belly even felt like it was protruding a little and fresh wetness just never seemed to stop flowing from her, soaking her fur. Every spasm that ran through her, every aftershock, made Simba groan and twitch also, squirting a little more just when it seemed he was finished. Father and daughter stood there panting, trembling, breeding, the world shrank away like nothing seemed to matter any more. Kiara craned her neck up and nuzzled at her father with love. He let out a long breath and kissed the top of her head, a single tear falling.

They didn't stop, not till Kiara's belly started to swell for different reasons. By then of course, it was much too late, and nothing could ever be the same again.