It was a thick grouping of bushes, secluded.... off the beaten path as the lioness lowers her body to the ground. You oblige her unspoken direction and slide off. "Something wrong?" you asked the future queen.
"I'm sorry strange little one... but I've gone... well... into the.... urges." she replied, her back-end quivering a bit. "Simba and I recently... took our relationship to new heights... but... well... I still have a very.... persistent itch." Needless to say, your heart sank... did Nala just tell you she was in the throes of HEAT? And juding from the look she's giving you... the lioness seems to wanna indulge this passion.
"Are you... suggesting that I... We.... you know..." you hesitantly inquire as a thick musky smell fills the air. Nala nervously nods in the affirmative as she turns around, showing her back-end to you. The intense heat and moisture could even be felt from your perspective... your limited size.
"Can't focus... need to...." mumbled the frazzled lioness as she-
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