| Return of Simba by Wolfgang Wolf
An alternate Lion King Vore story
All characters Copyright of Disney
Many years had passed since that sad day, with Simba believed to be dead;
Scar had turned the pride land into a dead waste land. The once proud and
beautiful land was littered with dead carcasses and destroyed trees, the
grass was brail and dying and the waters had begun to run dry. The hyenas
and Lions both had to share the land and pride rock and the results were
disastrous. The hyenas stole the lions prey and hunted relentlessly, leaving
little or no hunting grounds for the Lions. The hyenas grew ever stronger
while the lions had to go great distances to fine food, growing weaker,
slimmer and sicklier looking by the day
except for one
The now old lion had grown quite fat since the day he ate his brother and
rather enjoyed his Cannibalistic ways. A good 4 or 5 more Lions and Hyenas
had gone missing since then and it was doubted that it would stop. The Lions
and Hyenas both new of his ways but there was still little they could do
to stop him.
Sadly, even Sarabi, Simbas own mother had fallen to scars ravenous
Consumption, Especially since Scar had known how much Simba cared for her.
But the thought of Simba being dead made him even more determined to do
as he pleased.
The young and true King was now quite the adult. He had grown much larger
since then and so had his will to return. With the help of his true friends
Timon and Pumbaa he had grown well muscled, his back and legs rippled
with muscles. His mane was a reddish brown color almost exactly as his
fathers, whom he resembled very closely. For him it was almost like a
prison without bars or walls or steel. He trained diligently though he
had his moment with his friends where they would goof off. But today was
the day when he would return.
I really dont know how I can ever thank you guys, I mean,
you practically raised me! Simba said as he was preparing for his
journey back to the pride lands, the two helped him gather a small supply
of food, which he would carry on his back along the way.
Simba It was our pleasure! Pumbaa said getting tears in his
eyes as Simba prepared to leave; Timon quickly hit Pumbaa on his side.
Cmon Pumbaa, we said, we
He said and the two of them instantly broke into tears, crying hysterically.
Simba merely shook his head as he looked at the two of them.
You guys, wait a minute
why dont you come with me?
Simba smiled at his own brilliant idea. The two paused their crying for
a moment and thought
Go with you...hmm, I dont know
we have so much to do
here, I mean we have to sit around, and eat bugs, and well
Timon said still thinking but Pumbaa put a hoof over his mouth and answered
for the both of them.
Simba, we would be honored to go back with you! he nodded
and smiled with great pride, I mean after all, its not everyday
you get to help a king! he laughed and helped Timon climb up onto
Oy, well I suppose were going with you
but uh, just a quick
what exactly are we up against? He asked worriedly.
Well, from what I remember
Hyenas, lots of them, I think my
uncle had control over them or he was their leader, but you guys leave
him to me. Timons eyes went wide as he heard Hyenas.
Hyenas?! Why did it have to be Hyenas, I hate hyenas
he sighed and smacked himself on the forehead as they started walking
away from the oasis, the sun at their backs. Well lets go
and get ourselves killed
Back in the pride lands
RAFIKI! Where is that old fool? Scar roared as he sent some
hyenas to go find him. Moments later, three hyenas returned and
tossed Rafiki near scar, on his face. He stood up and managed to keep
good posture and dignity despite his situation, the old baboon that was
once a respected friend of the family (at least with Mufasa) now was constantly
pestered by Scar. The old, fat lion constantly sought predictions from
Rafiki, though Rafiki refused to yield any. The only thing he ever told
Scar was that if he refused to leave the pride lands, the Lions and Hyenas
alike would die out.
What is it you wish of me Scar? Rafiki said staring into the
lions eyes fearlessly, Scar got up lazily and walked toward the baboon
which he towered over and growled.
I grow tired of you antics and riddles shaman! Now tell me what
I want to know! He growled and raised his paw to strike Rafiki,
though he stood still and never flinched.
I will tell you as I have told you before, you must leave the Pride
lands if you hope to survive. He answered and was about to walk
away when Scar leapt in front of him.
You dont turn your back on me Shaman! I know there are more
hunting grounds out there and I know that you know where they are!
I know not of any hunting grounds, you have killed this land and
you must move on
Rafiki said and proceeded to leave.
Scar watched and growled as he did, unable to harm the Baboon as he was
far too valuable. The same 3 hyenas walked up to him shaking with fear,
Uh, s,s,s,sire what should we d,d,d,do? The first one asked
nervously. Scar spun around and smacked him, knocking him roughly into
a rather large boulder.
KEEP SEARCHING AND KEEP HUNTING YOU FOOLS! He roared and retreated
to his quarters. The lions merely sighed and went out again, searching
for hunting grounds that they knew did not exist...among them was Nala,
Simbas Young love. She too had grown into a lithe and beautiful
lioness. She knew deep inside her that Simba was alive; she also knew
that he would return one day, though she knew not when. Still she trudged
on and struggled to live, the other lionesses would give her any food
they could find as she was the youngest and strongest and every time she
promised them there would be good times again. So she continued on and
waited for Simbas return.
Rafiki trudged home to his tree, just away from the pride lands. He sat
down heavily and placed his walking stick against the wall. He sighed
and looked through his various drawings and potions when suddenly something
hit him! Like a bolt of lightning he searched frantically and finally
saw a painting of Simba he painted when the cub was born. Tears filled
his eyes and once it was tears of Joy and not sorrow.
Simba? Simba is alive! He jumped like he had not in years
and danced around happily, he knew now more than ever that Simba was alive
as his greatest premonition came to him. He saw Simba return to the pride
lands and strike down scar, though there was to be a great battle that
would last through the night, Simba would finally reclaim his rightful
throne and be king! He instantly got to work and began to prepare for
the upcoming battle
Finally the day had come
About a day later Simba, Timon, and Pumbaa had finally reached the pride
Simba nearly cried at the sight of his now ruined home. The
streams had dried up just as the grass and life that normally was so vibrant.
He gritted his teeth and knew that only Scar could have had this effect
on his homelands. Timon and Pumbaa watched wide eyed as the looked through
the area, never having seen such destruction in their lives!
Yuck! I mean
yeah this place looks great Simba! Timon
laughed falsely at the sight of this place, he rubbed the back of his
neck shyly and looked at Simba who had a determined look in his eyes.
So were going to fight your uncle
for this? Timon spoke
up again and pointed at the direction of the pride lands,
yes Timon, we are and Im not going to stop until
he was about to finish when he smelled a familiar scent, he looked around
the area and saw a Lioness collapsed on the ground a few yards away, he
ran over to her and instantly realized who it was!
Nala! What happened to you? he said and nuzzled her, barely
conscious she looked up at him and tears filled her eyes at the sight
Simba? Youre alive! I knew you were
him back weakly; he slid the pack of food off his back and nudged it to
Here eat this; it will make you feel better. He continued
to nuzzle her lovingly as she quietly ate the food he gave her. Surprisingly
the food gave her a big boost of energy as she stood up now, her legs
feeling a bit weak. She quickly explained the entire situation to Simba
who grew more and more enraged by each word she spoke.
And my mother? Shes gone too
he sniffled some
and a single tear rolled down his cheek
Im so sorry Simba
Nala nuzzled him affectionately.
Dont be, all that matters now is that I KILL Scar. He
growled and they all began to press on towards Pride rock
At pride rock
The other Lionesses returned with out food and now without Nala. Scar
was furious! A single Lioness stepped forward to scar.
Scar, we have lost all food and now weve lost Nala! We must
move on or the rest of us will die! She roared at him, Scar ran
down to her and was about to smack her with his all his might when from
the crowds a loud roar could be heard, a roar that sent shivers down everyones
DARE! It was Simba who stampeded
through the crowd of hyenas and lions (with the help of Timon, Pumbaa,
and Nala of course) and jumped up just beside the lioness. She looked
at Simba in disbelief and a smile instantly replaced that look. Scar had
backed into a corner, frozen with fear!
Simba, but I
how could you
? Scar stumbled through
his words; Simba simply stared at the fat, old lion, the gray streaks
in his mane made that evident.
It would seem time has not been kind to you uncle
said stalking toward his uncle who continued to back away from him.
Well, yes Simba...haha you have a good sense of humor despite it
and I,I,I I cant believe how much youve grown.
Scar said still stuttering with fear, But just as time has not been
kind to me
neither shall they be to you! He roared and the
hyenas attacked instantly, swarming around Simba and the others. All the
lionesses stood by Simba and the others and prepared for the upcoming
fight while Scar quickly began to run away from the scene, climbing up
Pride rock. Instantly the Hyenas pounced almost as one, dozens of them
began attacking the group. A few were knocked away effortlessly by the
lionesses but other still bit and clawed at the group, some lionesses
fell just as some hyenas had but Simba Nala Timon and Pumbaa still fought
side by side. Just then a Hyena had managed to jump through and was jumping
straight for Simbas neck with it jaws wide open, Simba looked and
cringed as it was about to strike when suddenly a stick crashed down on
its head and knocked it out cold. It was Rafiki of course, who lunged
out and struck a few more with his staff before he caught his breath and
stood near Simba.
It is good to see you are alive young one, go! We will hold things
down here; you go and get your uncle! Rafiki said just before he
attacked another few Hyenas, Simba simply nodded to him and used the opportunity
to make his way up pride rock.
He climbed the structure of rocks with great determination knowing that
his goal for years would soon be complete. Finally he reached the summit
and looked about, the sky was dark and clouds gathered around, the crack
of thunder could be heard in the distance and it instantly began to pour
down raining. He looked around getting aggravated as he didnt see
his treacherous uncle nearby, just as he turned around to look; the huge
lion pounced on Simba and pinned him on his back, having a good 200 lb
advantage on Simba.
Well, well, well
look what we have here. Scar chuckled
as Simba struggled to get from under his uncle. The evil lion smiled and
applied extra pressure on his struggling nephew, almost knocking the wind
out of him.
Simba gasped for air and tried to speak, well scar, it looks like
youve won again, sneaking up on somebody like a coward. He
coughed some in his uncles face, Scar growled at this and struck Simba
across his face making his nose bleed heavily and a little blood spill
from his mouth.
Oh Simba, foolish child, maybe I should dispose of you just like
He smiled and licked his nephew along his cheek,
Simba cringed in sheer disgust.
I should get rid of you! Simba said and using
all his strength he kicked his obese uncle off of him and made him land
flat on his back. Scar laid there in shock, trying to catch his breath
as Simba stood weakly trying to stand. Scar having somewhat more difficulty
barely could even roll over onto his side, but Simba quickly ran over
to him and slashed him across his face. He watched as his uncle yelped
and three sharp scars spilled blood from his cheek. Scar tried his best
to crawl away though with his weight and loss of breath it was a sad sight.
Please Simba, cant we
talk about this? Scar pleaded
as he continued to crawl away,
No scar we cant! he roared and leapt in front of his
wounded uncle. Give your regards to my father scar, thats
if you see him that is
He growled and suddenly and unexpectedly
yawned wide and unhinged his jaw! Scar looked on in horror as he realized
what he was about to do! Simba took advantage of his shock and pulled
his uncles entire head into his muzzle, Scar tried to struggle at that
point but Simba pinned his paws with his own, he walked forward some and
swallowed his uncles head with a powerful gulp, his nose and muzzle
began to press into Simbas gullet as his roars and yelps became
muffled. Simba struggled to lift his uncle up a bit more but he did and
held him by his sides as he leaned onto his back, pulling his uncle with
him. Now Simba could swallow Scar a little easier as the lions laid belly
to belly. He swallowed again and Scars broad shoulders were pulled into
his maw as he continued to gulp his uncle down hungrily. Scar still continued
to struggle but Simba had his paws pinned to his sides now and they werent
doing him much good. Another powerful gulp and his chest began to slide
into his maw, he licked over his chest some to make it easier but the
taste almost made him spit him back out right there, yet still he continued
and pulled his uncle in more with the help of his paws.
Scar had given up his struggles now and accepted his fate, as he felt
his nephews throat muscles grasp his face and pull him down helplessly,
the air got thinner and thinner for him as he heard Simbas heart
beat, one of the last sounds hed ever hear. But Simba kept swallowing
relentlessly, he reached the Lions gut however and had some difficulty
as his mouth had to stretch even wider to take it in. But the combination
of his Swallowing and his saliva finally won and his uncles gut
sunk down into Simbas gullet. Another few powerful gulps and His
uncles gut disappeared into his gullet and was massaged by the strong
throat muscles. The hardest part was done as Simba relaxed his throat
and pulled his uncles legs in; he looked down and saw his own belly grow
tremendously as it filled with the 500lb lion. Another few gulps and the
uncles legs and feet disappeared down Simbas throat, all that
remained now was Scars Tail which twitched weakly as Simbas stomach
acids began to work on whatever was already in his belly, with a loud
slurp the tail disappeared and Simba had won. He uuuurrrped loudly as
he completed his meal and smiled contently to himself, he got up sluggishly
and heard the gurgling noises of digestion and smiled to himself.
He finally stood and his belly dragged heavily across the ground, he walked
to the edge of the summit and looked over to see that the lionesses were
pushing the Hyenas back and several lay either dead or wounded. The rains
had drenched everyone and after a few more moments, the hyenas were being
driven back. The battle was won, and Simba had reclaimed his rightful
He walked back down pride rock with some difficulty though he walked proudly
with some relief. The others walked up to him and looked him over, they
realized instantly what he had done and had seen the strike across his
muzzle that indicated a struggle. Nala ran over to him and began to lick
and nuzzle at his cheek; he simply smiled and nuzzled back, happy to see
she was alright. Timon, Pumbaa, Rafiki and the remaining lions looked
on happily as the rains had begun to stop and the sun had begun to show,
they barely noticed that they had fought through the night.
None of them cared though, they all rested well that night knowing that
there would be peace and prosperity again, though it took time and effort,
the pride lands were eventually returned to their once glory, and Simba,
Nala, and all of their allies lived long and prosperous lives.