Gina Got a Taste for Lions!

So  few years back, I drew this fun pic of a giraffe accidentally sitting on a lion and swallowing him up her butt. Well, I have wanted to follow up on that for a while, so here she is back again!

I've revamped her a little to make her thiccer, and with a purple mane :3

Once again a few words trigger a warning message from Patreon which could get my content, or account, banned. So, some words have had to be spaced out, in case you're curious why that's a thing. Here's an accompanying story: 

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Oops -- I've gone and done it again! I've out and "accidentally" caught myself another lion. He truly thought he could catch and consume me. Natural, I suppose. I'm such a helpless prey, after all, right? Just a herbivore at the mercy of this mighty predator!

Hahaha -- yeah right.

I knew he was there, of course. That's why I separated myself from the herd in the first place. I knew a lone lion like this couldn't help himself, preying upon a lone giraffe. Poor pred is probably half-starved to go after someone my size.

He snuck up behind me, watching my legs in case I used my powerful leg muscles to give him one swift kick. He should have been looking elsewhere. He wasn't expecting me to simply drop suddenly, practically flattening him beneath me. He was knocked out cold almost instantly, not suspecting my motives. Once he'd been quickly incapacitated by the heft of my rump, I soon put him to use as my toy. 

I laughed aloud when I heard his booming voice, growling as though he had any power in this situation at all. "Gahh! What is this?!" he roars, "Y-you can't do this! You're the prey here, not me!" He's only partway inside, his paws and lower legs being sucked up, slowly. His initial anger starts to give way to panic. That feels even better!

Mmmh, I love the feeling of him squirming within me, plugging up my rear. How long until he is swallowed completely, seeing the last glimpses of daylight he'll lay his eyes on, until I decide he's allowed to be free again?

"This isn't right... I-I'm supposed to be in charge here! You're supposed to b-be dinner tonight, not..." he cries, "I'm... not... prey!!" He exclaims, bashing his paws against my ample rump with impotent rage.

"Mmm, doesn't feel like that from where I'm sitting." I slyly respond, unbridled giddiness slipping from me.

I can't help but be amused, feeling this predator is straining his large, developed muscles to their maximum, unable escape the grip of this herbivore's rectal muscles. All this fighting, and he's just impotently struggling against an inevitable fate. He's already mine, and just doesn't know it yet.

I wonder if he knows it's unwinnable for him? I wonder if he'll eventually give in, accept that this is his new place? Will the humiliation of being a giraffe's  a n a l  toy be too much for this mighty lion's mind to take? I adore this feeling as he fights against my rear muscles, but I will admit, breaking his will, seeing him realise he's now little more than my toy to play with... I do find that image appealing. 

Once he slips all the way inside, I'll simply go about my day, pretending to my friends that all is normal. This lion will spend his day inside my  a s s h o l e, helpless yet still trying to escape. Perhaps he'll learn his place eventually. I'll have to be careful not to react too strongly to the waves of pleasure he'll send as he moves around back there, just in case my friends suspect something is up. They have no idea this predatory creature is within me.

But I'll know he's in there. 

And it feels amazing...~

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