Simba decides to buck up and drink ALL of it. He would not stand for being weaker than his fellow pack members. As leader of the Pride, he must be the strongest of them all, or his title is all for the taking by someone else. He lowers his head, and slurps up every last drop of water. Surprisingly, it didn't taste all that bad. Soon, he had finished up drinking all the water in the small pond. He waited for a bit, to see if there was any reaction...Nothing. "Looks like Rafiki's age is finally catching up to him." Simba says and turns to leave when suddenly, his muscles start feeling warm and tight.
"Gah! Wh-What the heck?!" Simba shouts, as he feels his muscles starting to expand. At first, it hurt a bit, but now it was becoming a pleasurable experience. His muscles grew and grew, expanding in size and power. He moaned, enjoying the feeling of growth...though, Rafiki's calculations might've been off a bit. What size and power does Simba gain from this experience?
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