A Prince In Peril by pikabunni

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Despite the crude circumstances, Simba couldn't help but let his  smile return. He had felt a type of relief that he had urgently needed  for quite sometime. Nala had always being a spunky tomboy who'd never  fail to volley back her own snark or even flatulence. She was really  more like his twin brother than lover. Their little stink-off made him  feel like nothing changed. Of course, behind her attitude was a girly  girl he'd protect in a heartbeat. One he'd dragged down with him.

Guilt  returned to Simba as he remembered why she was here in the first place  and how starvation nearly did her in because of him. He invited her to  Scar's surprise and nearly led her to her death in the stampede just  like... him, gulping at the thought. If not the Wildebeests, the hyenas  would've exacted their revenge on them for the Elephant Graveyard  incident. Now they were both in uncharted territory with creatures that  wouldn't hesitate to devour them alive.

"I will keep her safe,"  Simba reaffirmed to himself, closing his eyes in trying to keep his  doubts at bay. "No matter what... dad..." However, he soon opened them  both back up wide when he felt a scaly sensation encircling his waist  and looked down. A scaly sort of tendril had slithered around his belly  and began to pin his forearms to his front before looping around him to  the prince's horror. The lion cub tried struggling against the growing  grip with gritted teeth to no avail.

"Lemme go!" Simba cried out  in annoyance, not fully registering the danger even when more coils  looped around his shoulders. "What's the big id-" His question of  indignation was cut off when the purple scaled tail coiled around his  neck and slowly gave a squeeze. Gradually, the former prince of the  Pride Lands found himself barely able to breath with coils squeezing his  throat with his torso. His eyes had both widened by reflex and in  horror with a slow wheeze.

"Sssssay now," a hissing tone of voice  spoke from behind Simba's left ear, "what have we here?" It hurt his  throat to gasp even a tad to see the purple python slithering around him  into his line of vision. "A lion cub," the sadistic serpent gloated  with mock fascination. "A lossst little kitten a long way from home."  The ex-prince soon felt the horror set in. A harrowing fear that  engulfed him back at the Elephant Graveyard. Except this time, the cub  couldn't even budge his muscles.

"Musssst've been quite a journey  from the Pride Landssss," the purple python hissed condescendingly.  "You're probably all worn-out from lugging that pretty thing'sssss hefty  hide in the dessssert too." He could tell that Simba would have grow  into a predator along with Nala if left unchecked. "You need ressssst."  The sadistic serpent decided that nipping that in the bud would be a  practical solution. "Allow me to help you to sssssleep." He slowly  tighten his grip further.

"Ssssssleeeeeep..."

Simba felt his  wheezes becoming scarcer as the scaly noose around his neck tightening.  The coils around his torso also squeezed almost all the air left in his  lung out of his nearly sealed windpipe. The evil look in the purple  python's eyes looked back at him and communicate something that make his  heart sink. His suffering was merely entertainment for one of the  Jungle's best predators. Him, a lion reduced to the role of lowly prey.  He could feel his pride being strangled.

"Go to ssssleep..." the  purple python hissed in a mocking lulluby, maintain his grip.  "Sssssleep, little kitten..." Simba could feel his strength being sapped  from the choke-hold and deadly hug, his eye lids drooping from the  growing fatigue. A vivid hue of violet appeared all over his face as if  to match the scales that were killing him. "Ressst in peaccce..." Even  as he fought for consciousness, the lion cub could feel his will being  whittled down by the sadistic serpent's singing.

Simba found his  mind vividly recall the image of Nala. Her green eyes. That sassy smile.  Such creamy colored fur. It was in that moment that the lion cub knew  that his love for her was true. He tried to cling to whatever shred of  strength that hadn't crumbled yet while reminding himself of his  promise. The lioness cub was all the former prince of the Pride Lands  had to live for. Surely... if he could endure the purple python's  squeeze, a way out might present itself in his favor.

All of that  hope was dashed when the purple python reached his head back and widened  his maw, practically unhinging his jaw. Despair fully engulfed Simba's  spirit when he stared into the gullet, the entrance to his tomb. In what  seemed like half a second, the serpent dove his mouth down upon the  lion cub's face and chomped down on his head. He found himself in near  darkness and felt saliva soaking his fur as the snake slowly swallowed  his head, savoring the flavor...

The purple python had his coils  slowly slither off of Simba while he slowly but surely gulped down his  torso starting with his shoulders. He had made it to just above the lion  cub's waistline with his fore-paws just barely sticking out and lifted  his meal out of the coils. The former prince's hind legs dangled in the  air before the sadistic serpent gave a strong swallow that took in his  pelvic region. The snake soon slurped up both of his meal's legs and  tail just like hot noodles.

The purple python allowed Simba's toes  to feel the air one last time and wriggle as if to give a final plea  for mercy. He gave his answer in the form of shutting his mouth and  swallowing strong one last time. The snake looked down at the bulge that  contained his meal and saw how it slide slowly down his throat thanks  to the strength of his esophagus. He smirked with a prideful sadism when  he felt the lion cub still trying to put up a fight inside with a  feeble wriggling.

"Sssssuch arrogant creaturessss, you lion are,"  the purple python monologued maliciously while observing Simba sliding  towards his final destination. "Even you cubsssss, you believe  yourssssselvessss to be on top of the food chain." He snickered like a  super villain while feeling the way the ex-prince still wriggled with  his fatigue, too feeble to push against his innards. "To tresssspassss  upon my territory only provesssss that your pride would be your undoing,  kitty cat."

The purple python slithered off in the direction of  where Nala had gone while feeling Simba starting to settling in his  stomach. "I will grant you one conssssolation prize, kitten," he hissed,  flickering his tongue to pick up on Nala from her recent bowel moments.  "Your beloved tomboy will join you in your journey to the next life."  The trail seemed to run cold with another sweeter scent obscuring it. "I  pray that you'll be reincarnated asssss wissssser animalssss."

The  purple python slithered pasted bushes that had obscured his vision from  the large plant behind it. He couldn't have known that Nala's fore-paws  been swallowed up by them at that very moment, sending her down into  its slimy innards. Her cries for help were too muffled to make out even  as she wriggled about within the bulge containing her. However, anyone  close enough could confirm that her final words were, "Simba!" before  she was reduced to fertilizer.

Within this moment, it was as though Simba and Nala had never existed.

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