Nala's eyes widen when she saw that when Simba said ''some'' zebras he meant a big piled of them. She quickly counted them out in her head; after counting 12 enormous, fat zebra carcasses her greedy stomach growled loudly. "You certainly were on a role tonight.'' Nala said to Simba trying to hide her intentions to pounce and gorge herself.

"I figured you'd be impressed." Simba replied, "Me and Kiara already had our fill, so go ahead and help yourself to what you want. I'm going to go lay down." Simba went to the resting area to relax from the hunt. As soon as he passed by Nala began to salivate and walked towards the pile of food. She approached the nearest zebra, settled herself on her bloated belly, and binged aggressively.

Tearing off meat like she hadn't eaten in days, Nala ate quickly to satisfy her intense hunger. She ripped pieces that were too big for her mouth to hold, chew a few times, and swallow the chunks all at once. In no time she had finished off her first zebra and moved to the next one. By then her belly had made contact with the ground, starting to relieve stress from her plump legs and supported her body. She continued to glut ravenously as she did before moaning in ecstasy, chewing and swallowing over-sized bites of delicious meat. Her mind, mouth, and stomach were focused on eating, her gluttonous desire to eat more took over. There was no pain from the gut-swelling that her eating was causing, and if there were she'd be too busying devouring food to notice; all that there was was pleasure.

After eating two more zebras and working on the fifth, Nala had lost complete contact from the ground with the exception of her massive belly. She was eating so fast that her stomach just took in all the food without giving time to digest it. Her gut was almost perfectly round, and elevated her height and extra foot and a half. And still she continued to eat. Simba had been watching her pig out, and throughout the whole time he thought to himself...