Mufasa had settled a deal with Azrael. As the hyena was the new king, the lion had to grovel and beg for a chance to mate and impregnate Sarabi. To his surprise the red maned hyena actually allowed this but only if Mufasa agreed to his terms. The former king was desperate and listened to the request he would have to fulfill....

Mufasa was desperate and agreed to these terms. It was only after he did fill the lionesses’ womb that he realized what he had gotten himself into. The lion tried to get out of the agreement but it was too late. Rafiki confirmed that Sarabi was pregnant so the deal between them was set in stone. Mufasa got what he wanted but it came at a great cost. In time Sarabi gave birth to his son, Simba. He was a plucky cub that was friendly as well but he seemed to have trouble making friends. Whenever he was near the other cubs would whisper about him. Apparently word of his origins had spread and many knew he was the bastard child, born out of a defeated lion’s desperation. 

Simba was allowed to grow up a bit, being raised alone by Mufasa. They kept each other company and the young lion was eager to grow up to be like his father. Mufasa was happy but in the back of his mind was a sense of dread, knowing that the day would soon be upon them. 

Faster than expected the day came. The day that Mufasa was meant to fulfill his end of the deal. And Simba as well. That agreement involved his son as well. In exchange for him being born, the pair of lions were to show their gratitude towards the king. 

“Come along, Simba. We are going to see the king,” Mufasa said. He walked ahead of his son, hiding the look of dread on his face. The younger feline scampered happily behind him, excited to meet the land’s ruler. 

“What’s he like?” Simba asked curiously on the way. 

“He’s cunning...” Mufasa said, before shuddering. “And smelly...” 

“Smelly?” the cub asked. 

“You’ll understand when we get there,” Mufasa assured. 

In time they arrived at the main chamber of the Pride Rock. Waiting for him was Azrael and other hyenas, one of them had helped him take over 2 years ago. The others were just visiting from the other hyena-riddled land. His brother, Niles, was there as well. And joining the brothers were none other than Banzai and Ed. The three of them stood aside but their eyes stayed on Simba. Mufasa recognized the look, it being one of desire. They saw his son as some piece of meat and the young lion in question was completely unaware. 

“So you’ve remembered the deal. I thought we would have to hunt you down,” Azrael said, making the other hyenas laugh. “Bring him forward.” 

Mufasa ushered Simba forwards, feeling a sense of dread as his son got further and further away. The cub was eager to approach the king. When getting close he understood his father’s words, grimacing when he inhaled the deep funky scent that clung to the hyena. 

“So this is what your tiny dick made?” Azrael asked aloud, reaching his paw out to roughly grip Simba by the scruff. The younger male yelped and tried to get away but he was firmly grasped and too weak to get out of the grip. “I still got to fuck her but knowing that this little runt had been growing inside of her instead of my cubs... It’s time for the two of you to pay me back for that lost time!” 

He tossed Simba ahead and the cub tumbled. When he got on his paws, the royal hyena was already in front of him. The rough paw came down on his scruff again. It held tight and pushed him. The young lion groaned as he was pushed into something that smelled absolutely rank. He dared to open his eyes and they went wide when seeing his muzzle was pushed into the hyena’s sheath. He understood that it was a private area but he didn’t smell this bad. 

“D-Dad!” Simba called but his father didn’t come. 

Mufasa was already occupied by a pair of hyenas, Ed and Banzai. The pair approached the elder lion, chuckling as they were dry humping their swelling sheaths against the lion’s face, smearing the rancid mix that clung to their private areas. Mufasa was used to this. He had become the hyena’s favorite punching bag. Whenever Azrael or the other hyenas wanted to blow off steam they would use him. 

But Simba didn’t understand. He groaned from the almighty stink that filled his nose. And then there was something poking against his mouth. He squeaked and something eased past his lips, keeping his muzzle open. As the sheath opened and unleashed the cock inside the smell got even worse. A brown colored cock eased out, growing within the unprepared cub’s muzzle. 

Simba gagged from the strong bitter taste. The paw on his scruff kept him in place as he gagged as the length was already touching his throat. A quick hump forced the passage to open and the king groaned from the feeling. 

“Quit whining and start sucking the shit off my cock!” Azrael barked. Simba’s eyes managed to get even wider when hearing this. His young mind began putting pieces together. He gagged even more when realizing the foul and smell came from the length being smeared in scat. “Ed and Banzai brought over some berries from the Outlands. They’re a super laxative and clean you out right away. We had some fun with them the night before. Now you’re gonna be cleaning up the mess.”

Simba shook his head and tried to pull away but it did no good. Azrael took it upon himself to start thrusting into the soft passage, stuffing the cub’s throat with more than it was meant to take. The young lion flailed and retched from his gag reflex being triggered over and over again. A few thrust finally got his stomach to turn. The cub retched again around the shit-coated dick, spraying his vomit around it and through his nose. Tears welled up in his eyes from the burning feeling in his nostrils and the persisting heaving of his stomach. Azreal just chuckled and continued thrusting into his pried open maw. 

Already, Simba’s tongue was streaked brown from the layer of waste, leaving a terrible taste that wouldn’t leave him. While he was sobbing around the moving shaft, the king was groaning from the pleasure and warmth of his vomit-soaked muzzle. After a bit more he pulled back, strings of saliva and slime still clinging to his length. 

“Help me loosen up his throat, Ni.” The king called for his brother to join in. The other hyena snickered when seeing the young lion’s state. He was hard as well, showing off a rank and nasty cock that was painted brown from the night’s events. Simba hunched over and threw up but nothing more came from his clenching stomach. The pair of hyenas just laughed before he was picked up again. 

The pair repositioned themselves, having Niles underneath and Azreal on top. Their cocks were touching and Simba was set down on top of the second hyena. Together the king and his brother stuffed their rancid cocks inside of the feline’s muzzle, forcing it wide open. Together they attacked his throat, spreading it painfully wide while completely ignoring the gag reflex. They proceeded to hump roughly into the snug orifice, rubbing the waste along the tongue and squeezing walls. 

Mufasa had lost his will to fight back but still felt sheer humiliation from Ed and Banzai’s actions. They were on either side of them, their legs hiked before they began groaning in bliss. Together the pair of Outlanders relieved themselves on the lion’s mane, weighing the fur down with their hot and stinking piss. 

“Oh yeah... Why find a bush when you can use a lion, right Ed?” Banzai asked. 

The other hyena nodded and cackled in agreement. These sudden motions caused his cock to jump and splatter piss onto Mufasa’s face, the hot streak poured it right over the feline’s nose, assaulting his senses with the powerful odor. When his mane was soaked they aimed at other parts of his body. They both had plenty of piss, still groaning and panting as they drained their bladder’s contents all over the bigger predator. 

Banzai finished first, pulling his leg down. But as soon as he did there was a crackling sound from underneath his tail. He grunted and rubbed his belly. “Oooh... Think those berries are still in my system. Fuck...” 

Instinctively the hyena looked for a place to drop the waste that was quickly rushing through his guts. Those berries would upset the eater’s stomach right away. Within a minute everything would be passing through you at once. Most avoided them but the hyenas found they worked great for scat play. Banzai had assumed he had gotten it all out of his system the night before but his stomach was churning, pushing half digested paste through his digestive system. 

But when his eyes fell on Mufasa a wicked grin spread. Another sudden noise from his backside made him jump. He was out of time. Luckily he found the perfect spot to squat. “Ugh... Here it comes. Don’t worry lion, I heard brown manes look better anyway.” 

Banzai grunted but then sighed as his tailhole opened up. A sudden rush of hot and creamy dung came pouring out, splattering down on the lion’s already ruined mane. Mufasa felt the oozing warmth and the smell hit him. He finally tried to get away but acted first, pressing his grimy tailhole to the lion’s lips. Banzai was panting, his eyes rolling from the relief he felt. Another push brought a thick rush of runny shit that was already staining the lion’s fur. 

“Shouldn’t have eaten all that zebra. Oh well... It’s all going to a worthy cause...” Banzai snickered before pushing. His tailhole spread even more, unleashing soft logs of scat that plopped down wetly on the lion’s body. Banzai sighed again, relieving the pressure in his bowels by letting out what quickly became a steaming pile of hyena dung. Pushing the rest out and groaning, the hyena dragged his rump against Mufasa’s shoulder, streaking it with his waste as well. 

He turned around to see Ed panting as well, looking rather pleased while his hole was pressed firmly to Mufasa’s muzzle. Looking closer the other hyena could see brown slime oozing from the corners of the former king’s mouth. Mufasa was groaning but that didn’t stop the flow of smooth sludge. The taste was vile and yet the lion began to swallow down when his mouth was full. He actually gulped down the foul diarrhea and was rewarded with a hiss from the panting hyena. Ed shifted and strained a bit, pushing out the remaining clumps of solid waste. It eased over the lion’s tongue, forcing him to taste even more before it was swallowed down as well. The feeling of fresh scat running slow down his throat made Mufasa gag but he managed to stomach it. 

His neck felt heavy from the piss and scat that weighed his mane down. The hyenas laughed at his appearance and Banzai commanded him to clean up Ed’s shitty hole. The broken lion complied, raking his rough tongue over the slathered hole, collecting more of that strong flavor. Banzai was watching and got another wicked idea. He quickly found some leftover berries and took a few. While Ed was busy enjoying the rimming, a berry was suddenly tossed his mouth. 

“Swallow...” Banzai encouraged, clamping his friend’s muzzle down. Ed did so and he felt his guts churning again. Mufasa groaned from the gas that was unleashed in his face but that came just before another wash of runny shit that splattered down all over his muzzle.

Ed shuddered and groaned as he let it all rush out of him, giving the king another mouthful to gulp down and to add insult to injury, Mufasa would have to clean the messy hole all over again when it was done. 

Azrael and Niles were roughly breeding the younger lion’s throat, having cleaned away most of the scat from their cocks just by rubbing it all off onto Simba’s throat and tongue. The both of them didn’t stop until they came, snarling together as they watched down the clinging dung with a wash of hyena spunk, overfilling the cub’s windpipe. When they pulled out, Simba coughed and groaned from the many feelings and flavors within his mouth. 

Having some more berries nearby the pair of hyenas were ready to really teach the bastard lion cub his place. Niles was to hold him down but not with his paws. A berry was shoved in Simba’s mouth and right after, the other hyena sat down on his face, all but smothering him. Simba ended up swallowing the berry. Despite puking up most of the food from his stomach, there was still waste that had been slowly passing through his digestive system. Suddenly it was being flushed out. 

The cub trembled and squirmed from the feeling. All of a sudden he really needed to go but Niles’ rump kept him in place. Azrael came in behind, parting the younger male’s hindlegs. He saw the untouched hole winking, ready to spread for the rush of dung that was coming. But Azrael pressed his wet cocktip against the entrance, pushing forwards all of a sudden. 

Simba wailed underneath the smelly ass, unable to hold back. He began to poop and his soft waste surrounded the hyena’s pulsing cock. Azrael had waited for this and he began to hump into the virgin tailhole, using the brown mush to lube the way. He pushed down on Simba’s stomach, getting him to fully shit on his pumping dick. 

“Get used to this. You owe me for even being born in the first place. This is your place from now on.” Azreal grunted as he shoved the rest of himself inside, enjoying the warmth that surrounded his dick. 

Niles popped a berry into his muzzle and began pushing. Moaning through clenched fangs, he began filling Simba’s mouth with soft piles of his scat. Simba tried to spit it out but the thick sludge clung to his tongue and slid easily into his throat, being pushed along by more shit that came easing out of the spread tailhole. He ground his shitty rump against Simba’s length when done, ordering for his hole to be licked clean. 

When Simba didn’t comply the king tugged his small balls roughly. Yelping against the messy backside, the young lion began running his tongue along the stained pucker. The taste was kept fresh in his mouth and his stomach was rolling from the heavy sludge that filled it. For some reason he couldn’t throw up, and that made him start to cry again, still cleaning the mess away from the hyena’s ass. 

Making it all worse was Azreal pumping away at his messy hole. The feeling was uncomfortable for him, having his waste being smeared against the walls. It clung thick and provided a lube for the hyena using him. He couldn’t stop the flow of tears from coming, between being made to eat the other hyena’s dung and having his hole painfully stretched around the length. 

“Fuck...” Azrael groaned, snarling and thrusting hard for a final time. A muffled cry of pain came as the king knotted him, stuffing his shitty hole full of cock and cum that began spurting out. The mix was trapped in his bowels for what felt forever before it came ripping out, causing him to hiss from pain. Niles finally eased up and the pair of hyenas watched the mess of cum and shit ooze out of him. 

“Get more berries. We’re just getting started,” Azrael grinned. Simba whimpered, being surrounded by hyenas. He again looked to his father for help but Mufasa just lied defeated with a brown mane and muzzle. A single glance was given that told this would be their permanent places within the pride.

