Simba's grin started to drop as Thunder approached, a hungry look on his face. He stomped towards the scared lion, who started to step away as the elephant approached. When he got close, Simba began to turn and run. His attempted escape was cut short by his trunk wrapping around his midsection. Thunder yanked him up and began to slowly bring him close to his mouth, Simba screaming and struggling in his grip.
"Don't run away like that," Thunder said in a condescending tone. "I haven't even played with you that much." That statement reminded Simba that all Thunder really did was sit on him. Even if he could break out of Thunder's grip, could he do anything to beat him? Those thoughts were immediately replaced with fear as Thunder licked his lips and opened his maw, turning SImba around to face the slimy darkness of his cavernous mouth.
Simba planted his paws on the trunk and tried to push as hard as he could, but Thunder's grip was too tight. He could hear Thunder chuckle as he brought Simba closer and closer to his hungry jaws. Then...
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