Mufasa recognized his wife's tone of voice and when she wanted some privacy with him. "Simba, why don't you go play with Nala. You can play on me later."
"Awww, do I have to?" groaned the cub.
"I'm sure she'd be eager to hear about your father's growth," Sarabi suggested. "I know I am~"
Simba wasn't completely sold but he still scampered off as he was told. Stopping to look back at his behemoth of a father once more before leaving. With the young cub gone, Sarabi nuzzled against her humongous husband and sunk into his fat. He was thrice her height and his backside nearly filled the mouth of the cave. It was a miracle that he was able to climb Pride Rock in his current state. "You always finds new ways to surprise me."
"As do you," purred Mufasa. He had to lower his head to nuzzle her back.
She took the opportunity to stick her head in his neck rolls and breathed in his musk. Her breath tickled him and a rumble of chuckles shook loose. Followed by another raucous belch. The cave quaked but neither of them were scared. If anything, this seemed to excite the queen. "Had I known you could handle so much, I would have had our hunting parties bring back more."
"I didn't know I could do this either." He winced as another fart shot out. His rear trembled and the cave reeked of beefy gas.
Yet Sarabi did not flinch. If anything, she removed her head and breathed it all in. "Let's see what else you're capable of." She turned around and presented herself to Mufasa. Her butt raised and nethers exposed. "I want to enjoy our time together before the other lionesses find out."
It was true that Mufasa was responsible for tending to ALL of the pride's needs. Especially the females. Sarabi happened to be his favorite and for good reason. There was some doubt in his mind whether he could satisfy her like this but he couldn't deny his own urges. Not when they wanted her so badly. "With pleasure, my queen~"
Mufasa lumbered over to Sarabi and carefully stepped over her. His huge, dragging gut enveloped her instantly. Draping her in blubber and threatening to crush her. Sarabi showed no fear. In fact, Mufasa could hear her purr beneath him. Her scent and sounds made him hard but there was still the issue of getting it in. He thought about calling this off but then he felt her backing up. He wondered what his wife was up to until he felt something moist press against his cock. On instinct, he thrusted and heard her muffled cry of delight.
The hardest part was done. What happened next came naturally. Mufasa pumped his member into Sarabi and slowly built up a rhythm. There was so much fat surrounding his cock that he couldn't fit it all in but he made the best of his situation. His belly shook tremendously and brushed against Sarabi's back. His buttocks wobbled hypnotically from the momentum and continued to expel the odd fart now and then. Mufasa found himself working up a sweat faster than usual. Probably because he had to exert more energy to move his massive frame.
If anyone was at the mouth of the cave watching all this, Mufasa didn't know. His peripheral vision was blocked by his pudgy cheeks and his ears trained to his wife's moans. He couldn't distinguish the slap of his balls against his wife from his rolls hitting each other. The king could only hope that she was enjoying this as much as he was. Her pussy gripped his shaft tight and was determined to milk it dry. Past experiences have taught Mufasa that he wasn't going to leave until she got his seed in her.
Mufasa was winded and unsure how much longer he could take it. He had to slow down and catch his breath. It was humiliating and he was sorry to disappoint Sarabi but then, it happened! He shot his load and reached climax! He groaned out of satisfaction and relief.
His legs could no longer support him and he collapsed on top of Sarabi. His tongue hung out and he gasped for air. As if he just crossed the desert in ten seconds. His golden coat was slick with sweat and his lungs begged him to breathe. Belches rang out and his wife didn't cross his mind for a minute or so. When she did, Mufasa panicked and tried to stand but his limbs refused. Panicking, he rolled around trying to get on his side. By the time he did, it occurred to him that he might have smushed his queen.
When he finally rolled over, he spotted her mouth poking out from underneath him and no blood to be found. She was still alive and judging by her smile, very satisfied. A paw reached out and she pulled half of herself out from underneath. She too was drenched in sweat but it was difficult to tell if it was his or hers. "Was it as good as you hoped?" Mufasa asked.
"Even better~" She growled. "Promise me you won't lose a single pound."
Mufasa chuckled. "I wouldn't dream of it." His lungs ached and his heart raced but it was all worth it. Any thought of returning to his former self vanished instantly. Mufasa liked being large and intended to stay that way. Maybe get even bigger. For now, he was content lying with his wife and taking a good long nap.
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