Welcomed to the Pridelands
This is what happens on the African Savannah when kids wander from the group.
It was a great day out on the African Savannah. Herds of zebras, antelopes, giraffes, water buffaloes, elephants, and gazelles were all grazing, prancing, drinking, or even sleeping. Hippos were cooling off in the water holes, along side crocodiles, who were more often then not smart to keep their distance from the hippos. And the predators of all kinds were doing their normal routines. Some were on the hunt right now. Others were resting where ever they felt like, and some were watching their little cubs. The lion pride in the area, had their leader doing his normal patrolling. He was Simba of the Pridelands.
But let us get to the subject at hand. There was a tour of people coming through the lands today. Not many animals knew it, but they were on a wildlife reserve, protected from hunters who abide by the rules that were set. Granted poachers were a hassle, but they had not been seen for a while, so the prey and predators need have no worry. Not even from the humans that stopped by. They knew these humans would not do them harm, only take pictures of them, if they knew what cameras and pictures were of course, but it seemed like a basic routine these days. On this particular tour coming through, there was a little boy who was traveling through, on a sort of field trip away from America. His parents knew how much he loved the African wildlife, especially lions. They found it cute that he even played as a lion at home. He was finally getting his chance to see real lions in the flesh.
The truck he and other tourists were riding in, soon came to a stop. Their driver/tour guide showed them something unique about this reserve, it had a huge mountain in the middle that the lions of this reserve used as a den for their pride. He then pointed out how there were lions, well lionesses lying around outside, and it looked like there were at least three cubs that were playing with each other, near their mothers. The little boy thought it was so cute to watch them play, and disobeying the tour guide's orders to stay close and stay in a group, he snuck in for a closer look. When he felt he was close enough, he saw that one of the lionesses had left. he didn't see where she went, but he didn't mind. he wanted to watch the cubs play. The tourist group didn't even realize he had wondered off. As the cubs started getting baths from the lionesses, the boy decided that he should head back to the truck with the rest. However, when he turned around, he came face to face with the lioness that had left, and, he could swear she was smiling. In the split second of seeing her in front of him, he was about to scream, but the lioness, pounced at him. He closed his eyes, bracing for death, but it never came.
Instead, he found that the lioness was laying on top of him. She wasn't crushing him, but her weight she was using was enough to keep him from escaping from underneath her and wasn't suffocating him. He flailed his legs and arms best he could, but it didn't help him any, since the tall grass hid his struggles from view. He yelled for help, but his pleas went unheard by the rest of the tourist group, since they were muffled by the lioness's body. After about 10 minutes, the truck left. When it was clear the truck was out of sight and out of hearing range, the lioness, known as Nala, finally got to her feet. She looked down at the man cub, who was now passed out on the ground. He hadn't lost his breath, but all that struggling had worn him out. He was only six after all. She couldn't help but daw at how cute the man cub looked as he slept. This also was making things easy for Nala, as she began to remove the clothing from the little boy. Once she had the boy stripped of his clothes, Nala placed her rear over his head, and lowered her vaginal lips onto him. The process didn't take long, since the boy wasn't putting up a fight, and he was soon in up to his waist. Nala was in a state of bliss, but knew she had to hurry. Just as the next truck of tourists pulled up, the last of the little boy had settled into her womb. Luckily the boys clothes had been well hidden in the tall grass.
As the boy started to come to, he saw nothing but darkness. Everything felt wet, and warm... and surprisingly comfortable. As he began to remember what had happened, he panicked. he remembered the lioness having been on top of him a moment ago and now thought she had gobbled him up. He was right, in a sense, but not the way he thought she had. As he struggled in Nala's womb, the on lookers saw it as no more then a heavily pregnant lioness with active little cubs on the way. She soon got to her feet, and inside, an umbilical cord had attached to the little boy, who soon passed out as his own heart came into sync with Nala's. She smiled as she laid down near the three cubs who were playing. The tourist soon took off. "So we have another little human to welcome into the pride as a lion, I see," her pride sister, Mara said.
"Mmhm, Kiara and Kesh will be getting a new little brother soon. And I'm sure Kiron is excited to get a cousin," Nala said.
"Have you thought of a name to give him Nala?" asked Rhea, the red furred lioness.
"Hmm, I think I'll call him Talcane, if he stays a boy that is. Maybe Selene if it's girl," Nala said.
"That's a cute name" said Suka, who was a rare lioness, with blue fur.
The pride had never revealed it to them, but, Kesh and Kiron, along with Suka and Rhea had all been human at one point, and had met the same fate as Talcane now had. None of them were complaining though. Kiara, Kesh and Kiron paid no attention to the adult's conversation. Kiron and Kesh seemed to have normal fur colors of most lions and lionesses, even Rhea seemed normal compared to Suka.
A week passed as Talcane's transfromation took place and progressed fast, and the regression of his age proceeded nicely as well, he no longer had his human from he was now a baby lion cub, ready to be born. Nala soon felt it was time to give birth and went to the birthing den. The process did not take long, and soon the brown furred cub with a red mane and tail tuft, Talcane, was laying between his mother's paws, getting a bath. She soon heard footsteps and was greeted by the pride members, including her mate, as they looked at their new born son. Talcane playfully batted his new father's nose, making Simba laugh. "Welcome to the pride Talcan," Simba said, before nuzzling him.
Talcane giggled. Soon he and his new siblings began to nurse from Nala as she gave them a gentle bath. As for what happened about the parents, well... they sued the tourist guide and his company for not keeping a closer eye on their little boy, soon finding out he had not been their first case of missing children over the years. They won the battle, but knew it would not bring their son back. Talcane remembered nothing of his old life as he played with his sister, brother and cousin.
The end. Hope you enjoyed it. Maybe if you're lucky, you might run into the Pridelanders and become their next cub. I am gonna look into making an anthro adaptation to this, but I ask for some time. Please be sure to comment below on what you think of this story. Stay tuned for more stories. Have a good day everyone.