Next thing he knew, Simba was being gently swung back and forth. Simba notices he's getting closer and closer to Henriette's backside. Simba's fear is renewed, he flails and struggles in the giantess' grip. The crowd's going wild, they want to see Simba planted.
"No! No! Please!" Simba cries. Henriette doesn't care, in fact, her grin only grew at Simba's pleas.
"I can't watch..." Timon covers his eyes, turning away from the scene. Henriette uses her muscles to spread her butt cheeks apart, and Simba's swung, screaming, right in between the massive globes, which proceed to snap around Simba, completely encasing him between her monstrous boulders. Only his tail was hanging out from between. From inside, Simba only sees darkness, her horrible stench surrounded the air around him, which was even worse considering Henriette just got through farting on the poor cub.
Henriette starts by flexing her butt cheeks together, squeezing them around Simba. The hippo rocks her hips to one side, smacking one cheek against the other, and all over Simba. She then rocks to the other. She then repeatedly swings her hips left and right, hammering Simba from both sides, before tossing her ass upwards and slamming it down on the arena. Her jiggling rump smacked Simba all over, dazing and harming him. Simba feels dizzy and faint, but he was brought back to reality when he heard a gurgling come from approximately Henriette's stomach. She places a hand on either cheek, and squeezes them together as hard as possible, and starts pushing.
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