"..understood" Majiti replied in a faint grunt of bitter defeat.

With that, the more than portly hyena female arose, satisfied, from on top of the poor male releasing him from the pinning pressure of her immense bulk. Surely being at least twice his size, most direct physical confrontation was likely to prove futile. If Shenzi could get her weight around, there was little Majiti could do to fight back. Even in their more intimate moments, the rare times they occured, the severly overweight female could prove difficult for the male to handle.

He looked at her, waddling away, her hind-quarters bouncing from side to side in her walk. Shenzi would eventually lay down on the ground and, with a slight struggle, roll over on her back, her soft flabby shapes spilling out on each of her sides. Shenzi turned her fat neck, licking her lips: "So how about that feeding, hon?" She said strict, yet still with a satisfactory gloat, knowing who was really in charge of this relationship.