"I think I can make it home," Nala replied. As she stood up, Simba noticed that her tummy was visibly rounded.
The two started for Pride Rock at a leisurely pace, in the hope that Nala would burn as few calories as possible. Simba was dragging the zebra along by himself for pretty much the same reason--plus, he felt like it was the least he could do after failing to kill any zebra himself. He couldn't keep his eyes of Nala's stomach. It was just a little thing, barely hanging below her otherwise slender frame, but it still excited him greatly. Real gain would take time, he knew, but after keeping his preferences a secret from his wife for so long, he was elated to see both of their desires starting to come to fruition.
As they neared Pride Rock, it suddenly hit Simba that someone was bound to see them going home, and if they were caught with most of a zebra, people would be sure to ask questions. He wasn't sure how committed Nala was to gaining weight, and the censure of the other lionesses might make her quit before she had even started. Nala was his queen, and he wanted to protect her and fulfill her desires.
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