Simba flailed and screamed as he soared through the air. Where he would land he had no clue, but it would certainly better than being rammed up that hippo's fat ass. His decent finally came to a halt as he landed on top of the makeshift ropes that made the ring. The cub slumped over the edge of the rope as his eyes rolled around in circles in his head due to his dizziness.
"Uggghhhh.." Simba groaned in pain as he felt every muscle in his body throb and ache.
The audience meanwhile cheered Henriette on for her grand display of her Hippo Cannon. Though it was a weaker shot than she had anticipated, it had served its purpose well enough. She now had her opponent on the ropes (literally) and needed to press on her attack.
The cub looked back and noticed the hippo slowly approaching him. 'Oh crap!' he thought. Simba began to panic. He knew he had to get out of this ring for his own safety. He fumbled his way through the ropes to make his way out, all he needed was take another step and -
"And just where do you think you're going little guy?" a certain hippo asked. Simba was grabbed by his tail and dragged back into the ring. The cub was lifted into the air and brought to Henriette's face upside down. "You weren't trying to escape now were you? The fun only just started!" Simba whimpered in the presence of the imposing hippo.
Henriette decided to implement another one of her crowd pleasing techniques. She lowered the cub down near the top rope and tethered his tail on the topmost rope to leave him dangling by his tail facing her. She then turned her side to the cub and reared up her hips. "Get a load of my HIP-po check!" Henriette announced, before swinging her hips down and smacking the dangling cub with her lower body. The sheer force of the blow caused the cub to spin around the rope by his tail at a rapid speed. Her opponent screamed in fear as he was swung round and around. Each time his momentum slowed, Henriette would ram her hip into him again to keep him spinning.
All Simba could see was blurs of yellow, green blue and especially grey. Each time Henriette struck him with a face full of hippo hide, it would knock the air out of his lungs. He could still hear the audience roaring with laughter and cheering as he continued to be spun around like a windmill.
"All right, I think that's enough of that." Henriette stated. As her little play thing came back around for another pass around the rope, she put out her hand and grabs him by the head. She could see the cubs eyes spinning around from dizziness which gave her a sensible chuckle to see, but now was not the time to dwell on such petty things, she had to keep the show going. The hippo pulled Simba straight down by his head, the rope creaking as it stretched. "Time for another flight!" Henriette announced, before letting the lion cub go. Simba was against shot up high in the air with tail coming untied in the process. He squealed in terror as he was slingshot up to heights he never thought possible to reach. At the apex of the slingshot, his body turned to face downwards. He plummeted at great speed towards a grey figure that was Henriette. Simba was shocked as he fell -
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