Art by: https://www.furaffinity.net/gallery.....rnalbloodfuzz/
Inspired by: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56272659/
Nala's venture to the Jungle hadn't gone unnoticed. Though Scar had become more petulant in his ruling, he also had a way of "disposing" off certain lionesses that seemed to be more than just questioning of his rule. A large Anaconda came into his service, swallowing subjects alive on his king's "recommendation."
Lionesses seemingly disappearing out of the blue was enough to scare most of the discontented into at least minding their own bees wax. It was Scar's own sort of mercy that they never knew that their friends spent their final moments bawling from melting alive in a giant snake's stomach.
When Nala seemed to go further beyond the Pride Lands in order to find better food, going by night to avoid the hot desert sun, Scar didn't feel comfortable with her going where he could keep direct tabs. Thus his spy made his way, tracking her by scent. The Anaconda was particularly pleased at the idea since Scar had given him permission to squeeze any information out of her. Any other Lioness was to be a swift swallowing directly to the stomach.
The Anaconda found Nala... with Simba. The true heir to the throne had survived and was a grown-up lion. The pair had just mated in a moment of passion but split off after Simba refused to go back home. Nala had stormed off but stopped, telling herself that she couldn't just let her best friend go. Not after their bond had been revived stronger than ever. However, the Anaconda was a sucker for tragic endings.
It clamped it's maw onto Nala's shoulders after coming up from behind and wove his thick coils around her. He dragged her off to a nearby cave when he heard what seemed to be Simba returning, squeezing her to keep the damsel in distress from crying out from her heroic prince. In deep enough, the giant snake pinned Nala with a thick cocoon of coils that only left her right arm free.
Nala proved to be the best prey The Anaconda had ever toyed with in a while when she tried to grasp the coils around her head with her right arm. But it was nothing more than a joke to him as he slowed constricted her all over. Nala's maw hung open to wheeze out what could be charitably called hacking with whatever air particles she was permitted. Her eyes were wide open and rolling upwards from the immense pain.
Nala had caught the scent of the Pride Lands on the Anaconda and suddenly knew that this was the fate of her fellow lionesses. That this snake had reduced Africa's finest hunters into mere afternoon snacks. To a predator, becoming prey was the more humiliating death of all.
Directly outside of the cave, Simba was calling out for Nala in regretting what he had said to her. He was considering looking in...
Inspired by: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56272659/
Nala's venture to the Jungle hadn't gone unnoticed. Though Scar had become more petulant in his ruling, he also had a way of "disposing" off certain lionesses that seemed to be more than just questioning of his rule. A large Anaconda came into his service, swallowing subjects alive on his king's "recommendation."
Lionesses seemingly disappearing out of the blue was enough to scare most of the discontented into at least minding their own bees wax. It was Scar's own sort of mercy that they never knew that their friends spent their final moments bawling from melting alive in a giant snake's stomach.
When Nala seemed to go further beyond the Pride Lands in order to find better food, going by night to avoid the hot desert sun, Scar didn't feel comfortable with her going where he could keep direct tabs. Thus his spy made his way, tracking her by scent. The Anaconda was particularly pleased at the idea since Scar had given him permission to squeeze any information out of her. Any other Lioness was to be a swift swallowing directly to the stomach.
The Anaconda found Nala... with Simba. The true heir to the throne had survived and was a grown-up lion. The pair had just mated in a moment of passion but split off after Simba refused to go back home. Nala had stormed off but stopped, telling herself that she couldn't just let her best friend go. Not after their bond had been revived stronger than ever. However, the Anaconda was a sucker for tragic endings.
It clamped it's maw onto Nala's shoulders after coming up from behind and wove his thick coils around her. He dragged her off to a nearby cave when he heard what seemed to be Simba returning, squeezing her to keep the damsel in distress from crying out from her heroic prince. In deep enough, the giant snake pinned Nala with a thick cocoon of coils that only left her right arm free.
Nala proved to be the best prey The Anaconda had ever toyed with in a while when she tried to grasp the coils around her head with her right arm. But it was nothing more than a joke to him as he slowed constricted her all over. Nala's maw hung open to wheeze out what could be charitably called hacking with whatever air particles she was permitted. Her eyes were wide open and rolling upwards from the immense pain.
Nala had caught the scent of the Pride Lands on the Anaconda and suddenly knew that this was the fate of her fellow lionesses. That this snake had reduced Africa's finest hunters into mere afternoon snacks. To a predator, becoming prey was the more humiliating death of all.
Directly outside of the cave, Simba was calling out for Nala in regretting what he had said to her. He was considering looking in...
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fetish Other
Species Lion
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