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The story is rather... unusual. It has concepts I've never worked with before and some of them are quite strange to me, but I'm satisfied with the result. If you like it, leave a comment.", "writing": "[center]FROM THE SAVANNAH TO OLYMPUS\nby Alas Negras[/center]\n\n[i]Revenge, revenge, revenge.[/i] The idea boiled like magma in Simba's head as he walked the borders of the Pridelands. His kingdom. Or it had been before Zazu had taken it from him and left him turned into... this. His Queen, as he had dared to name him.\n\nHe growled to himself, clenching his fists. The worst part was that Zazu had only seen it as a game. It couldn't be any other way. With the magic blade he had found, his word was law. Everyone obeyed it no matter how much they tried to resist. The blade might have vanished, but the power still remained. Just as powerful as his memories. The things it made him do were unspeakable. And with Nala watching too, suffering her same fate. Simba still remembered clearly the lingerie, the transformation into anthro, the dances. Not that he disliked the concept itself, but he’d never have imagined that he would be the one subdued. Helpless. At the mercy of a weak, chatty bird. Simba wanted to give him what he deserved. Zazu had eliminated his masculine pride and would make him pay for it. \n\nThat was why he was here. The rock formation was in front of him, unmistakable. The cave was there, hidden among the crevices of large stacked stones where he could barely squeeze through. He almost tore his skin in the attempt, trying not to get stuck. Zazu had mostly stopped trying new things with him after losing the novelty. Or rather almost entirely. Zazu didn't consider him a threat and that would be his mistake. In his spare time Simba had studied the legends, he had soaked up wisdom with old Rafiki trying to find a solution. If the engravings were correct, it had to be here. Just a little further.\n\nSimba was already underground. He went to where the dampness was strongest, going in deeper. The earth was soft beneath his claws and the darkness was almost total. There was a faint, golden glow deep below. The legend was real. The Moka-Oka gem. Wishing Crystal, Diamond of Life, Tear of Mother Earth. All those titles didn't matter to him. The only important thing was this gem would grant him everything he desired. Nothing and no one could control him, least of all Zazu. If what was said of it was true, of course.\n\nHe picked the gem up. It was cold, like the deep center of the great lakes. Its glow increased, being now a small lantern. Simba thought of something simple as a test.\n\n“Moka-Oka Gem, I want you to make the biggest feast of meat appear!”\n\nHe blinked. That was all the time it took to fulfill the wish. Suddenly the cave was so full that he got scared for a moment. Zebra legs, delicate antelope loins, big buffalo chops, all arranged in neat piles. There were many more varieties, but he didn’t pay attention to them. Eager for the smell of fresh meat, he threw himself into the feast. His powerful fangs tore into the meat, staining himself with its appetizing juices. He swallowed and swallowed, drenching his body with that fragrance of death and power. His appetite was inordinate, befitting a colossus. When he finished gulping, the mountain was barely half the initial amount. Stunned, he decided it was time to return and reclaim his domain. \n\n“Going back walking would be too much effort... Gem Moka-Oka, I have the power! Transport me to Pride Rock.”\n\nA new glow and his wish was granted; his mane now waved in the air at the highest point of the Rock. The next step was clear.\n\n“Nala, Zazu! Come, I command you!”\n\nHis voice echoed throughout the Pridelands. Nala and Zazu soon appeared, followed by the rest of the pack. They watched from a considerable distance, curious, but afraid of what might happen.\n\n“Are you not clear about the new order?” Zazu said in his high-pitched, irritating voice. “You are no longer king, Simba.”\n“No, I am not. I am Emperor now. Supreme Ruler. And everything and everyone will come back under my rule, as it always should have been.”\n“That 's sweet. Well, if that's the way you want it, so be it. Your delusion comes to an end!”\n\nIgnoring Nala's pleas, Zazu spoke loud and clear, ordering him to transform into a statue. A fitting punishment: he would give the others something to fear and would also look beautiful in his resting room. Two seconds later, he realized something was wrong. He repeated the command, more forcefully, but nothing. Then it was Simba's turn to smile and at that moment Zazu discovered the real terror. \n\n“Surprised? You have no power here,\" he said, approaching Zazu, who had already begun to tremble. “You can no longer touch me. I am free now, free to be the King. Or well, what I said before. And to be sure, you're going to be exactly what I want you to be.”\n\nThe things Zazu did to him had bloomed into great ideas of his own. Now everything would be as he wished. He had spent countless days building his fantasies, stacking ideas one after another. It was time to put them into practice. \n\n“Simba, don't be like him! “Nala interrupted, with obvious concern. “Banish him and forget-”\n“Silence! What I want will be done, and nothing less. And I want you both to be two anthros. Ripped as fuck.\n\nA sizzle of golden energy washed over Zazu and Nala. Eager to take his revenge, Simba focused on the first one. The bird's small figure began to stretch, gaining mass and volume at great speed to create a humanoid figure. His wings transmuted into arms with powerful biceps, though retaining feathers. Unable to speak because of previous orders, Zazu could only utter whimpers. His back became broad, perfect for carrying heavy loads. His quads widened and became tight, supporting the multiplying muscles. Simba decided it would make him six feet tall. Pectorals sprouted like islands of magma, powerful and well-defined. The buttocks got tight and upturned, like ripe peaches worthy of gods’ admiration.\n\n“You like it, Zazu? I hope so,\" said Simba, chuckling. “This will be your new body. And I plan to enjoy it eeeevery day.”\n\nNow he looked at Nala, deciding what her changes would be. Nala protested as best she could, but there was nothing she could do against the magical energies. Her femininity was taken from her, giving way to a male body worthy of a gym advertisement. Just masculine pecs and a six-pack that excited Simba even more. He continued to outline his silhouette, gradually introducing more changes to ensure that the muscles reached the peak of their development. Comparing both, he decided Nala must be bigger than Zazu. The leg bones creaked as they increased in size and density, making her over six feet tall. A blow from her fists seemed to be able to break the stone. \n\n“Good, good. But that's only the first part.”\n\nWhile the changes were being made he too had rid himself of the feminine features Zazu imposed on him. Now that everything was in place, Simba felt other urges, carnal urges. \n\n“Now both of you will wear special, unbreakable, rainbow-colored speedos. And your penises will be big and succulent... yes, make it thirty inches.”\n\nHe laughed as he saw the dismayed faces of both of them. The elastic cloth appeared out of nowhere, covering their intimacy. That didn't last long, as their cocks began to grow and grow, marking themselves in an obvious way. They were impossible to hide, so obvious that even the blindest of moles would see them a mile away. Thick and long as a hose, almost impossible for a normal mouth to swallow. The fit of the garments was perfect, not allowing the virile limbs to slip sideways or take on odd shapes. No, the bulges were symmetrical, appetizing and well-engorged. Two hands were necessary to contain them in their fullness. \n\n“Yes, just as I wanted. Glorious. But we're not done, no. Zazu, from now on you will cum when I give you the order. You will no longer spurt semen, but the most delicious and pure honey. Large streams, able to soak a partner all up. And you, my dear Nala! You will do the same, but through that delicious ass of yours.”\n\nThe results were immediate. Zazu screamed as he noticed his cock getting as hard as a steel rod, poking against the speedo and forming a massive tent. Honey gushed with such power it splashed several feet away, seeping between the slits of the indestructible fabric, but not impermeable. The orgasm was so brutal he almost lost consciousness, not realizing Nala herself was nearly collapsing beside her. She clutched her belly, noticing the strong jolts her perfect anus was making as she squirted that golden liquid with the pressure of a geyser. \n\n“Yes, yes!\" Simba's eyes were shining and he could hardly control himself from the arousal. “Now, Zazu, cum again, but through Nala's penis!”\n\nWithout knowing how, they both complied with the order that the magic commanded them. The viscous fluid gushed again like a fountain, but Nala felt nothing, only shame for that situation. Zazu on the other hand seemed to enjoy it as never before, wiggling and trembling in the air while his own member did nothing. The floor was already full of honey, leaving the whole stage sticky.\n\n“More, more!” Simba commanded, feeling almost as much joy as they did. “Kiss, touch, rub against each other! Don't stop! Release your lust, do it until you vanish from effort!”\n\nThe air was filled with the lewd moans of the two unwilling males. Their powerful bodies pressed against each other, tongues left their saliva trail, emphasizing even more those spectacular muscles. Hands squeezed buttocks and their penises bounced, hard and highly aroused, bumping against each other with obscene wet sounds. Zazu seems to have lost all control. Any trace of reluctance has disappeared and now he just throws himself on Nala as if he were the only real thing in the world. His fingers were digging in, possessive, while his tongue seemed to want to merge with her throat. \n\n“Oh, Nala! More, give me more...your body is so perfect, so exciting. I need it, I need you, I love you!”\n\nThis time with no magic involved, Zazu's orgasm painted Nala's abs. The liquid kept pouring out, covering her more and more until she was almost completely buried in honey. \n\n“This is fun,\" Simba said to himself, watching as Nala and Zazu continued their heated copulation. “I think it's time to expand the boundaries of the kingdom. They should all be like this, it will be for the best. Look at me, daddy, I'm king of the world! Well, soon, very soon.\n\n[center]***[/center]\n\nSo it came to pass. Simba's will, backed by the magic of the Moka-Oka gem, was not limited to the Pridelands. He travelled everywhere and there where he went all the animals underwent the changes he desired. All humanoid now, all with bodies bordering on perfection, real testosterone bombs. Eager to dethrone the human race, he brought them all together in an all-out, devastating attack. The humans fought, but the power of the new mammals was worthy of colossus. Weapons were of no use, the missiles tickled and bounced off their taut skin, their hard-working backs and titanium-hard thighs. \n\nAfter annihilating them all, Simba proclaimed himself king of the world atop a tower of skeletons and roared victoriously into the air as the new race of superior beings praised him. It was great to be the King.\n\n\n[center]THE END[/center]\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
FROM THE SAVANNAH TO OLYMPUS
by Alas Negras


Revenge, revenge, revenge. The idea boiled like magma in Simba's head as he walked the borders of the Pridelands. His kingdom. Or it had been before Zazu had taken it from him and left him turned into... this. His Queen, as he had dared to name him.

He growled to himself, clenching his fists. The worst part was that Zazu had only seen it as a game. It couldn't be any other way. With the magic blade he had found, his word was law. Everyone obeyed it no matter how much they tried to resist. The blade might have vanished, but the power still remained. Just as powerful as his memories. The things it made him do were unspeakable. And with Nala watching too, suffering her same fate. Simba still remembered clearly the lingerie, the transformation into anthro, the dances. Not that he disliked the concept itself, but he’d never have imagined that he would be the one subdued. Helpless. At the mercy of a weak, chatty bird. Simba wanted to give him what he deserved. Zazu had eliminated his masculine pride and would make him pay for it.

That was why he was here. The rock formation was in front of him, unmistakable. The cave was there, hidden among the crevices of large stacked stones where he could barely squeeze through. He almost tore his skin in the attempt, trying not to get stuck. Zazu had mostly stopped trying new things with him after losing the novelty. Or rather almost entirely. Zazu didn't consider him a threat and that would be his mistake. In his spare time Simba had studied the legends, he had soaked up wisdom with old Rafiki trying to find a solution. If the engravings were correct, it had to be here. Just a little further.

Simba was already underground. He went to where the dampness was strongest, going in deeper. The earth was soft beneath his claws and the darkness was almost total. There was a faint, golden glow deep below. The legend was real. The Moka-Oka gem. Wishing Crystal, Diamond of Life, Tear of Mother Earth. All those titles didn't matter to him. The only important thing was this gem would grant him everything he desired. Nothing and no one could control him, least of all Zazu. If what was said of it was true, of course.

He picked the gem up. It was cold, like the deep center of the great lakes. Its glow increased, being now a small lantern. Simba thought of something simple as a test.

“Moka-Oka Gem, I want you to make the biggest feast of meat appear!”

He blinked. That was all the time it took to fulfill the wish. Suddenly the cave was so full that he got scared for a moment. Zebra legs, delicate antelope loins, big buffalo chops, all arranged in neat piles. There were many more varieties, but he didn’t pay attention to them. Eager for the smell of fresh meat, he threw himself into the feast. His powerful fangs tore into the meat, staining himself with its appetizing juices. He swallowed and swallowed, drenching his body with that fragrance of death and power. His appetite was inordinate, befitting a colossus. When he finished gulping, the mountain was barely half the initial amount. Stunned, he decided it was time to return and reclaim his domain.

“Going back walking would be too much effort... Gem Moka-Oka, I have the power! Transport me to Pride Rock.”

A new glow and his wish was granted; his mane now waved in the air at the highest point of the Rock. The next step was clear.

“Nala, Zazu! Come, I command you!”

His voice echoed throughout the Pridelands. Nala and Zazu soon appeared, followed by the rest of the pack. They watched from a considerable distance, curious, but afraid of what might happen.

“Are you not clear about the new order?” Zazu said in his high-pitched, irritating voice. “You are no longer king, Simba.”
“No, I am not. I am Emperor now. Supreme Ruler. And everything and everyone will come back under my rule, as it always should have been.”
“That 's sweet. Well, if that's the way you want it, so be it. Your delusion comes to an end!”

Ignoring Nala's pleas, Zazu spoke loud and clear, ordering him to transform into a statue. A fitting punishment: he would give the others something to fear and would also look beautiful in his resting room. Two seconds later, he realized something was wrong. He repeated the command, more forcefully, but nothing. Then it was Simba's turn to smile and at that moment Zazu discovered the real terror.

“Surprised? You have no power here," he said, approaching Zazu, who had already begun to tremble. “You can no longer touch me. I am free now, free to be the King. Or well, what I said before. And to be sure, you're going to be exactly what I want you to be.”

The things Zazu did to him had bloomed into great ideas of his own. Now everything would be as he wished. He had spent countless days building his fantasies, stacking ideas one after another. It was time to put them into practice.

“Simba, don't be like him! “Nala interrupted, with obvious concern. “Banish him and forget-”
“Silence! What I want will be done, and nothing less. And I want you both to be two anthros. Ripped as fuck.

A sizzle of golden energy washed over Zazu and Nala. Eager to take his revenge, Simba focused on the first one. The bird's small figure began to stretch, gaining mass and volume at great speed to create a humanoid figure. His wings transmuted into arms with powerful biceps, though retaining feathers. Unable to speak because of previous orders, Zazu could only utter whimpers. His back became broad, perfect for carrying heavy loads. His quads widened and became tight, supporting the multiplying muscles. Simba decided it would make him six feet tall. Pectorals sprouted like islands of magma, powerful and well-defined. The buttocks got tight and upturned, like ripe peaches worthy of gods’ admiration.

“You like it, Zazu? I hope so," said Simba, chuckling. “This will be your new body. And I plan to enjoy it eeeevery day.”

Now he looked at Nala, deciding what her changes would be. Nala protested as best she could, but there was nothing she could do against the magical energies. Her femininity was taken from her, giving way to a male body worthy of a gym advertisement. Just masculine pecs and a six-pack that excited Simba even more. He continued to outline his silhouette, gradually introducing more changes to ensure that the muscles reached the peak of their development. Comparing both, he decided Nala must be bigger than Zazu. The leg bones creaked as they increased in size and density, making her over six feet tall. A blow from her fists seemed to be able to break the stone.

“Good, good. But that's only the first part.”

While the changes were being made he too had rid himself of the feminine features Zazu imposed on him. Now that everything was in place, Simba felt other urges, carnal urges.

“Now both of you will wear special, unbreakable, rainbow-colored speedos. And your penises will be big and succulent... yes, make it thirty inches.”

He laughed as he saw the dismayed faces of both of them. The elastic cloth appeared out of nowhere, covering their intimacy. That didn't last long, as their cocks began to grow and grow, marking themselves in an obvious way. They were impossible to hide, so obvious that even the blindest of moles would see them a mile away. Thick and long as a hose, almost impossible for a normal mouth to swallow. The fit of the garments was perfect, not allowing the virile limbs to slip sideways or take on odd shapes. No, the bulges were symmetrical, appetizing and well-engorged. Two hands were necessary to contain them in their fullness.

“Yes, just as I wanted. Glorious. But we're not done, no. Zazu, from now on you will cum when I give you the order. You will no longer spurt semen, but the most delicious and pure honey. Large streams, able to soak a partner all up. And you, my dear Nala! You will do the same, but through that delicious ass of yours.”

The results were immediate. Zazu screamed as he noticed his cock getting as hard as a steel rod, poking against the speedo and forming a massive tent. Honey gushed with such power it splashed several feet away, seeping between the slits of the indestructible fabric, but not impermeable. The orgasm was so brutal he almost lost consciousness, not realizing Nala herself was nearly collapsing beside her. She clutched her belly, noticing the strong jolts her perfect anus was making as she squirted that golden liquid with the pressure of a geyser.

“Yes, yes!" Simba's eyes were shining and he could hardly control himself from the arousal. “Now, Zazu, cum again, but through Nala's penis!”

Without knowing how, they both complied with the order that the magic commanded them. The viscous fluid gushed again like a fountain, but Nala felt nothing, only shame for that situation. Zazu on the other hand seemed to enjoy it as never before, wiggling and trembling in the air while his own member did nothing. The floor was already full of honey, leaving the whole stage sticky.

“More, more!” Simba commanded, feeling almost as much joy as they did. “Kiss, touch, rub against each other! Don't stop! Release your lust, do it until you vanish from effort!”

The air was filled with the lewd moans of the two unwilling males. Their powerful bodies pressed against each other, tongues left their saliva trail, emphasizing even more those spectacular muscles. Hands squeezed buttocks and their penises bounced, hard and highly aroused, bumping against each other with obscene wet sounds. Zazu seems to have lost all control. Any trace of reluctance has disappeared and now he just throws himself on Nala as if he were the only real thing in the world. His fingers were digging in, possessive, while his tongue seemed to want to merge with her throat.

“Oh, Nala! More, give me more...your body is so perfect, so exciting. I need it, I need you, I love you!”

This time with no magic involved, Zazu's orgasm painted Nala's abs. The liquid kept pouring out, covering her more and more until she was almost completely buried in honey.

“This is fun," Simba said to himself, watching as Nala and Zazu continued their heated copulation. “I think it's time to expand the boundaries of the kingdom. They should all be like this, it will be for the best. Look at me, daddy, I'm king of the world! Well, soon, very soon.

***


So it came to pass. Simba's will, backed by the magic of the Moka-Oka gem, was not limited to the Pridelands. He travelled everywhere and there where he went all the animals underwent the changes he desired. All humanoid now, all with bodies bordering on perfection, real testosterone bombs. Eager to dethrone the human race, he brought them all together in an all-out, devastating attack. The humans fought, but the power of the new mammals was worthy of colossus. Weapons were of no use, the missiles tickled and bounced off their taut skin, their hard-working backs and titanium-hard thighs.

After annihilating them all, Simba proclaimed himself king of the world atop a tower of skeletons and roared victoriously into the air as the new race of superior beings praised him. It was great to be the King.


THE END

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