That little voice in the back of his mind telling him only to nibble however was overpowered by the large booming voice in his fattened belly screaming at him to eat and leave not 'even' a nibble.

He tore into his food like he hadn't eaten in days even though it was only hours. He attacked the meat with such starving speed that the smug Nala briefly wondered if his cheetah speed had transfered from his leg's to his mouth as she too began to resume her meal.

Minutes later the young cheetah lying down panting after it had devoured the several steaks in record time. The meal already showing itself on him as his stomach protruded a fewe more inches to either side. If he were to stand no doubt his gut would brush against the ground as it moved side to side. It hadn't shown anywhere else yet but that would come later after digestion.