Kiara had struck out on her own for the umpteenth time and was avoiding Timon & Pumbaa like the plague. In fact, she wasn't unconvinced that Pumbaa's farting was the start of what'd become an epidemic. However, a purple python named Joka has been stalking her and waiting to find her all alone.
"Good girlssss sssshould lissssten to Daddy," Joka hissed devilishly, slithering up behind Kiara. "Unlesssss they're looking to become a ssssnack."
Kiara turned straight at Joka and gasped. Most princesses would scream their heads off at the sight of a mean looking python big enough to swallow her on sight. However, her tomboyish desire for adventure initially had her react with amazement. This allowed Joka to let his hypnotic gaze leave her mesmerized as he leaned his head in with a dominating glare.
"But I ssssuppossssse you'd wouldn't mind that, would you?" Joka gloated, enjoying Kiara's slackjaw grin as she let herself be transfixed by his powerful gaze. "A precocious tomboy would fanccccy ssssliding down my gullet and experiencing my ssssstomach acccccidsssss." He unhinged his jaw more and more. "Who knowsssss, you might even sssssurvive to sssstick it to your father..."
Kiara's expression remained unchanging, especially as her mind was suseptable to Joka's enticing offers of a daring escapade and peril. Moreso when she started up into Joka's maw.
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Okay, Lion King fans need to popularize this character when it comes to peril art and vore.
