The skyscraper-sized lioness gave an arrogant chuckle. “Trembling already? Hmph; for all you humans’ hubris and ignorance, I never pegged you for cowards. You target our world for invasion, but can’t even keep your dignity when captured? How amusing.” She moves you closer to her mouth, each word giving you a blast of her fruit-scented breath. “For your sake, I hope you’re a better servant than you are a warrior. We Felines are more civilized than you humans could ever hope to be, but we haven’t left our predatory ways completely behind…”
She opens her maw to reveal a mouthful of glistening white fangs as big as your whole body. A feline tongue, big as a tank and rough like sandpaper, snakes out to give your face an abrasive lick.
“Hmm...a bit bland.”
Your response is to scream like a little girl and cringe away, fear shoving aside any thoughts of dignity. “Please don’t eat me!!”
Laughing at your terror, the fat feline monarch stomps through the forest with your tiny form clenched in her fist.
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I’m gonna be sick… was your only thought not long into the lion queen’s walk. Between her arms swinging with each step and your vision tumbling and swaying like a ship in a storm, you’d been left dizzy and rattled; on the verge of motion-sickness. Low-hanging plants smacking you in the face all the way didn't help either, the lioness walking near them on purpose.
The only thing keeping you from vomiting on the giant lioness’ hand was the fear of what sort of terrible things do to you for getting her hand dirty. All you could do was look at the ground below, trying to get your bearings.
“Good Morning, Lina!” a new voice rings out, startling you. The queen, now named Lina, even stops walking. “How do you find the Royal Gardens, Big Sister?”
You look up to see Lina smiling at the newcomer. “They were as beautiful as always, Alicia...though I also captured a scout for an upcoming invasion.” Lina brings her hand up, giving you a fresh bout of nausea, and opens her palm to reveal you.
You look up to see another giant lioness, gazing down at you curiously. Alicia was covered in pitch black fur with silvery hair and green eyes, wearing what could only be called a metal white bikini top and belt with a red loincloth at her waist; a small pistol holstered at her hip. She was shorter than her queen, and a bit less fat. Still pudgy, but not nearly as bulbous as Lina.
"An invader...hmm, it seems you were right about the humans, my Queen. Are you planning on eating this one? And shall I summon the generals to prepare for war?” You cringe at that, making both lioness sisters giggle.
“No, not yet at least. I plan on making him my own personal servant as punishment for his part in the invasion.” Lina smirks evilly at you. “And with their scout captured, we can use him as an example to get the humans to back down. We are the more noble race, we must show that we are merciful and do not go to war on a whim....well, to a point. As for eating him, that’s only if he disobeys his new Mistress.” She looms over you and slaps her belly with her free hand, making it jiggle. “Or if I feel like it. Whatever comes first.”
Alicia smiles, throwing an arm around Lina. The two sisters were obviously close. “Well, let’s get back to the palace so you can enjoy your new little servant. I’ve already sent for the rocket-car to pick you up.”
You blink. Wait….rocket car?
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Outside the forest, now revealed to be Queen Lina’s private retreat, the rocket-car awaited. The thing looked like an old 50s hot-rod mixed with a flying saucer, complete with big domes over the cockpit and passenger seats, and fins on the tail. The handful of guards surrounding the thing--all giant felines, mostly lions with a few leopards and panthers--wore grey spandex bodysuits with what looked like SWAT armor on their chests, elbows and knees. They carried rounded, stubby rifles that looked like scaled-up versions of cheap toy “laser guns”, and had small swords sheathed at their waists. There were a few male cats among them, but the officers, identified by their shoulder pads and long, sparkling capes, were all female.
They all looked like something right out of a bad movie, or vintage comic book. Buck Rogers or Flash Gordon would be right at home here.
A leopardess guard saluted as Lina and Alicia approached. ”Hail the Queen! Glory to her mane!” Her comrades echoed her, one of them popping open a rear dome on the rocket car for his queen and her sister to enter, another climbing into the cockpit.
Lina entered first, glancing at you as she began to sit down. “I’m getting tired of holding you, human. Something else for the ride back to my palace..."
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