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Part seven of my Lion King weight gain story.
Link to the original picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/174971/
Link to part 1: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/11786541/
Link to part 2: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/12263601/
Link to part 3: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/12636610
Link to part 4: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/13007127/
Link to part 5: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/13589041/
Link to part 6: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/14319441
Link to part 7: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15171286/
Link to part 9: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16497944/
Everything felt just perfect now for Simba.
He was living in a peaceful jungle, where he could let himself go as much as he wanted, and he had found his one true love in life. It all felt like nothing would ever change or happen that could ruin that perfect image.
But that quickly changed by Nala once again bringing up the same question she had been having ever since getting here. "If you have been alive all this time, why haven't you returned to Pride Rock?"
Simba knew that question would be brought up again, but he also knew that it was just as hard answering it as it always was. The answer for it had was pretty hard to tell, since it would involve letting Nala know that HE was the one responsible for having his own father killed.
Trying to give her an answer with as few details as possible Simba simply said "I just need to be away for a while. To be alone, and live my own life." And he also mentioned "how happy he was", almost in a way to convince himself as well as Nala.
While saying this he decided to rest a little by laying in a bed of hanging vines like a hammock. (Something that Nala was surprised didn't make the whole tree snap from his weight.)
Nala tried to convince him that they where in need of someone that could rule the kingdom, and after his father he was the lion to do so. She told him how after Scar took over there was no food or water, and how there was now Hyenas looking over all the lions.
Either because he didn't listen (or didn't want to listen) Simba just tossed everything she said aside, and said "It doesn't matter anymore. Hakuna Matata" before getting of his "hammock" and trying to get away.
"What?" Nala said, and started follow him. "What do you mean "It doesn't matter anymore"?
"Hakuna Matata is something that I learned by living here. It pretty much means "Bad things will happen, and there is nothing you can do about it. So why even bother?" Seeing Nala expression was still a mixture of sadness and confusion Simba understood that his plan of explaining with the motto only made it worse.
"Okay. Maybe it wasn't said exactly like that to me, but you still understand what I mean?" He asked.
"Sadly no. I just can't understand why you would want to run away from everything." Nala answered.
"But you did also run away from it all." Simba said.
"Only to find help, and I found YOU. That was more help them I could ever imagine I would find. I really thought you where going to be helpful and wanting to save the kingdom. But your not the same Simba I remember." She said.
"Oh, I'm not the same Simba? Isn't this exactly how I looked as a kid, and much more?" Simba asked aggressively.
"You used to be so full of warmness when I felt your fat. But now it all feels so...cold." Nala said, and walked off.
Being so upset and emotionally torn Simba turned away from Nala, and walked his own way.
He got out on a huge grass field where he couldn't see anyone from a mile away, and decided to make this his place to let out some steam.
"She's wrong! I can't come back. Even if I did it, what help would it give? Instead of being dead, I would just be as the remembered me. Fat and worthless. Plus even if I want to, I can't do anything change what happen in the past."
Feeling more sad then angry now, Simba looked up at the sky and shouted "Father! You always said that you would be there for me, and you're not. And it's all my fault it is like that. My fault!...My fault."
As he was laying down, crying in the grass, he could hear a small sound coming from up the trees. Something that sounded like..."singing"?
"Asante sana! Squash Banana!"
Up in the tree he could see what looked like an old monkey like creature sitting and singing in some foreign language.
Feeling that he wasn't in any mood to argue with anyone else today he simply walked away from the monkey, but the stranger decided to also follow him.
"We ve nugu! Mi mi apana!"
The singing didn't stop, and it was really starting to annoy Simba.
"Will you stop singing? Will you stop following me? Who are you even?" Simba asked.
While he did that he turned his head back to tell it to the monkey's face, but as he did the monkey seemed to have finally left him. But right as he turned his head back to look forward Simba suddenly stood face to face with the creature who asked him "Who are you?"
The sudden surprise caused Simba to jump back. (and have most of his fatted body wobble like a piece of jelly.) He was first very upset towards the monkey (That he now saw up close was a Baboon) who had almost given him a heart attack just moments ago, but being very tired of trying to ignore anything that was being said to him, he answered "I thought I knew, but now I'm not so sure."
"Well I know who you are." The Baboon said while poking into Simba's fat body curiously with his cane. (Simba was so used of everyone staring and wanting to touch him that he just let the crazy old primate do it.)
"If you know who I am, can you please tell me?" Simba asked sarcastically, but the monkey just took it as an actual question and answered "Your name is Simba, and you are the son of Mufasa." before also adding a quick "Bye!" before running off.
Hearing that this stranger both know about him and his father made Simba suddenly go from wishing for the Baboon to go away to stay, but now it seemed to be to late.
"Wait! Come back!" Simba shouted as he tried to run after where he had seen the primate make his escape. "I wonder how he can even move so fast when he needs a cane?" Simba wondered to himself.
When he finally found him, he could see he was now...sitting and meditating on a big rock?
Being a little short on breath from the sudden running he had to do Simba asked "Did you use to know my father?" to the Baboon, who in return just said "Correction, I am still knowing your father." in a very monotone tone.
This made Simba very confused and he said "But he's dead. He has been dead for a long time.", before the Baboon loudly said a "Nope, he's not!" before suddenly jumping of the rock and running off again.
"Oh, not again." Simba thought as he ran after him once again, and once again once he stopped he was very short on breath.
This time the Baboon had decided to stop just outside a big, thick growing bush, and he was just waiting for Simba to catch up to him. "Have you not trained into being able to carry around that big body of yours?" He asked in a comedic tone.
"No, but I still have the strength to lift it up and drop it over you." Simba joked back.
"You might want to take a few walks a day. Little efforts each day will result in long term success." The Baboon said, before adding "Now follow me." as he went into the bush.
Simbe tried his best in trying to fit his big frame through all the branches and leafs, before suddenly having one of the Baboon's hand show up in front of his face and say "Stop!".
For the third time Simba had to make a sudden stop in his running, once again making his fat body jiggle a bit in the process.
"What is it now..." Simba was asking, before getting shushed by the monkey.
"Look down there." He said, and pointed his cane towards some reeds that he wants Simba to look through.
As he did Simba saw a small pond of water, and looking down into it he saw his own reflection. He hadn't taken his time to look at his own fat face, and knowing how other lions looks like he could see that his extra weight made him look more "Fluffy".
"I'm sorry to tell you this, but that is me, and not my father." Simba said as he looked back to the Baboon. The old primate in return pushed Simba's face back down to the pond and said "Look closer."
Doing so Simba first saw nothing special, but suddenly he could see the reflection of his face starting to change slightly. He still saw a fat lion's face, but the character trades in the face made him realize that he was staring at a reflection of his father!
"It's my dad! But how?" Simba asked the Baboon, who calmly answered "He lives in you." and put on hand on Simba's chest.
Next moment Simba felt the winds blowing up, and looking up he saw the clouds starting to form a figure of a lion. A very fat lion.
"Simba." The Lion said to him.
"Father?" Simba asked, both amazed and confused.
"Yes my son. It is me." The ghostly shape said.
"But you are dead and...are you fat?" Simba asked, sounding ONLY cunfused this time.
"When I died and entered the greater Circle of Life I could finally again take the shape that I always wanted to have." Mufasa said to his son.
"You got it easy, being able to be like that and not have anyone judge you. I had to leave everyone behind just so I could be myself." Simba said.
"That's not true. As the son of the king they all have the respect to see you as their one true leader, no matter how you look."
"But after what I have done...I can't! I can't return!" Simba said, starting to now get painfully reminded of how he was "guilty" of his father death in the first place.
"You might think so, but the truth is that after you left the kingdom has been under a very bad leadership. I'm sure you have been told that earlier." Mufasa said to his son, who answered "I was told by Nala the very same thing, but I don't want to show the others how I look. Even you lost your weight for the leadership."
"It's true that I did that, but I was not believing in that I could be strong with that body. You on the other hand is showing great strength and is just shinning with leadership." Mufasa said, and Simba was about to say something when he noticed his father was starting to disappear.
"Father! Don't go!" Simba shouted, as he saw his dad leave him once again.
"Just remember who you are my son, and be proud of it." Mufasa said as his clouds started to disintegrate.
"Dad!" Simba shouted.
"Remember. Remember. Remember." Was the word that was echoing through the shy as the image of the great Mufasa was gone.
Simba just sat for a while in silence and thought of everything that had just happen and been said. After some time the old monkey came up to him again.
"Odd weather they got here." He said, and Simba replied "Yeah, looks like the winds are changing." calmly back.
"Sometimes a little change is what we all need in our lives." The monkey said, and Simba seemed to agree on that. "Sometimes we could need a little break from it, but eventually we all need to face our problems from our past." He said.
"I think I know what I need to do." Simba said.
"And what would that be?" The Baboon asked.
"To return to my kingdom and be the ruler I was meant to be." Simba said, and started to make his way back to his friends.
Once there he told them about his meeting with his dad, and that he was going to return to get his kingdom back. While Timon was a little unsure how one Meerkat, One Warthog, One Baboon, and two lions (One of them also being super obese) was going to be able to take on an army of Hyenas, he still was prepared to do anything to help his friend. With all the others also being 100% behind to help him Simba and his friends headed back towards Pride Rock.
It was a new long and hard journey through the desert that Simba needed to do in order to get to his home. But unlike last time he did it he was prepared for all the hard conditions that he was going to face. (Plus he had his friends to support him.) Even though he was sweating away a few of his extra pounds during his walk, he knew that he could just as easily get them back once this whole thing was over.
Once they finally could see the great Pride Rock in the horizon Simba could see a Lion like figure standing on the top and looking down on the others. He guessed pretty quickly that it was Scar, but as they got a little bit closer he saw that something had changed with Scar. Something he never thought in a million years that his uncle would do.
Scar was just as fat as Simba!
Link to the original picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/174971/
Link to part 1: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/11786541/
Link to part 2: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/12263601/
Link to part 3: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/12636610
Link to part 4: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/13007127/
Link to part 5: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/13589041/
Link to part 6: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/14319441
Link to part 7: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15171286/
Link to part 9: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16497944/
Everything felt just perfect now for Simba.
He was living in a peaceful jungle, where he could let himself go as much as he wanted, and he had found his one true love in life. It all felt like nothing would ever change or happen that could ruin that perfect image.
But that quickly changed by Nala once again bringing up the same question she had been having ever since getting here. "If you have been alive all this time, why haven't you returned to Pride Rock?"
Simba knew that question would be brought up again, but he also knew that it was just as hard answering it as it always was. The answer for it had was pretty hard to tell, since it would involve letting Nala know that HE was the one responsible for having his own father killed.
Trying to give her an answer with as few details as possible Simba simply said "I just need to be away for a while. To be alone, and live my own life." And he also mentioned "how happy he was", almost in a way to convince himself as well as Nala.
While saying this he decided to rest a little by laying in a bed of hanging vines like a hammock. (Something that Nala was surprised didn't make the whole tree snap from his weight.)
Nala tried to convince him that they where in need of someone that could rule the kingdom, and after his father he was the lion to do so. She told him how after Scar took over there was no food or water, and how there was now Hyenas looking over all the lions.
Either because he didn't listen (or didn't want to listen) Simba just tossed everything she said aside, and said "It doesn't matter anymore. Hakuna Matata" before getting of his "hammock" and trying to get away.
"What?" Nala said, and started follow him. "What do you mean "It doesn't matter anymore"?
"Hakuna Matata is something that I learned by living here. It pretty much means "Bad things will happen, and there is nothing you can do about it. So why even bother?" Seeing Nala expression was still a mixture of sadness and confusion Simba understood that his plan of explaining with the motto only made it worse.
"Okay. Maybe it wasn't said exactly like that to me, but you still understand what I mean?" He asked.
"Sadly no. I just can't understand why you would want to run away from everything." Nala answered.
"But you did also run away from it all." Simba said.
"Only to find help, and I found YOU. That was more help them I could ever imagine I would find. I really thought you where going to be helpful and wanting to save the kingdom. But your not the same Simba I remember." She said.
"Oh, I'm not the same Simba? Isn't this exactly how I looked as a kid, and much more?" Simba asked aggressively.
"You used to be so full of warmness when I felt your fat. But now it all feels so...cold." Nala said, and walked off.
Being so upset and emotionally torn Simba turned away from Nala, and walked his own way.
He got out on a huge grass field where he couldn't see anyone from a mile away, and decided to make this his place to let out some steam.
"She's wrong! I can't come back. Even if I did it, what help would it give? Instead of being dead, I would just be as the remembered me. Fat and worthless. Plus even if I want to, I can't do anything change what happen in the past."
Feeling more sad then angry now, Simba looked up at the sky and shouted "Father! You always said that you would be there for me, and you're not. And it's all my fault it is like that. My fault!...My fault."
As he was laying down, crying in the grass, he could hear a small sound coming from up the trees. Something that sounded like..."singing"?
"Asante sana! Squash Banana!"
Up in the tree he could see what looked like an old monkey like creature sitting and singing in some foreign language.
Feeling that he wasn't in any mood to argue with anyone else today he simply walked away from the monkey, but the stranger decided to also follow him.
"We ve nugu! Mi mi apana!"
The singing didn't stop, and it was really starting to annoy Simba.
"Will you stop singing? Will you stop following me? Who are you even?" Simba asked.
While he did that he turned his head back to tell it to the monkey's face, but as he did the monkey seemed to have finally left him. But right as he turned his head back to look forward Simba suddenly stood face to face with the creature who asked him "Who are you?"
The sudden surprise caused Simba to jump back. (and have most of his fatted body wobble like a piece of jelly.) He was first very upset towards the monkey (That he now saw up close was a Baboon) who had almost given him a heart attack just moments ago, but being very tired of trying to ignore anything that was being said to him, he answered "I thought I knew, but now I'm not so sure."
"Well I know who you are." The Baboon said while poking into Simba's fat body curiously with his cane. (Simba was so used of everyone staring and wanting to touch him that he just let the crazy old primate do it.)
"If you know who I am, can you please tell me?" Simba asked sarcastically, but the monkey just took it as an actual question and answered "Your name is Simba, and you are the son of Mufasa." before also adding a quick "Bye!" before running off.
Hearing that this stranger both know about him and his father made Simba suddenly go from wishing for the Baboon to go away to stay, but now it seemed to be to late.
"Wait! Come back!" Simba shouted as he tried to run after where he had seen the primate make his escape. "I wonder how he can even move so fast when he needs a cane?" Simba wondered to himself.
When he finally found him, he could see he was now...sitting and meditating on a big rock?
Being a little short on breath from the sudden running he had to do Simba asked "Did you use to know my father?" to the Baboon, who in return just said "Correction, I am still knowing your father." in a very monotone tone.
This made Simba very confused and he said "But he's dead. He has been dead for a long time.", before the Baboon loudly said a "Nope, he's not!" before suddenly jumping of the rock and running off again.
"Oh, not again." Simba thought as he ran after him once again, and once again once he stopped he was very short on breath.
This time the Baboon had decided to stop just outside a big, thick growing bush, and he was just waiting for Simba to catch up to him. "Have you not trained into being able to carry around that big body of yours?" He asked in a comedic tone.
"No, but I still have the strength to lift it up and drop it over you." Simba joked back.
"You might want to take a few walks a day. Little efforts each day will result in long term success." The Baboon said, before adding "Now follow me." as he went into the bush.
Simbe tried his best in trying to fit his big frame through all the branches and leafs, before suddenly having one of the Baboon's hand show up in front of his face and say "Stop!".
For the third time Simba had to make a sudden stop in his running, once again making his fat body jiggle a bit in the process.
"What is it now..." Simba was asking, before getting shushed by the monkey.
"Look down there." He said, and pointed his cane towards some reeds that he wants Simba to look through.
As he did Simba saw a small pond of water, and looking down into it he saw his own reflection. He hadn't taken his time to look at his own fat face, and knowing how other lions looks like he could see that his extra weight made him look more "Fluffy".
"I'm sorry to tell you this, but that is me, and not my father." Simba said as he looked back to the Baboon. The old primate in return pushed Simba's face back down to the pond and said "Look closer."
Doing so Simba first saw nothing special, but suddenly he could see the reflection of his face starting to change slightly. He still saw a fat lion's face, but the character trades in the face made him realize that he was staring at a reflection of his father!
"It's my dad! But how?" Simba asked the Baboon, who calmly answered "He lives in you." and put on hand on Simba's chest.
Next moment Simba felt the winds blowing up, and looking up he saw the clouds starting to form a figure of a lion. A very fat lion.
"Simba." The Lion said to him.
"Father?" Simba asked, both amazed and confused.
"Yes my son. It is me." The ghostly shape said.
"But you are dead and...are you fat?" Simba asked, sounding ONLY cunfused this time.
"When I died and entered the greater Circle of Life I could finally again take the shape that I always wanted to have." Mufasa said to his son.
"You got it easy, being able to be like that and not have anyone judge you. I had to leave everyone behind just so I could be myself." Simba said.
"That's not true. As the son of the king they all have the respect to see you as their one true leader, no matter how you look."
"But after what I have done...I can't! I can't return!" Simba said, starting to now get painfully reminded of how he was "guilty" of his father death in the first place.
"You might think so, but the truth is that after you left the kingdom has been under a very bad leadership. I'm sure you have been told that earlier." Mufasa said to his son, who answered "I was told by Nala the very same thing, but I don't want to show the others how I look. Even you lost your weight for the leadership."
"It's true that I did that, but I was not believing in that I could be strong with that body. You on the other hand is showing great strength and is just shinning with leadership." Mufasa said, and Simba was about to say something when he noticed his father was starting to disappear.
"Father! Don't go!" Simba shouted, as he saw his dad leave him once again.
"Just remember who you are my son, and be proud of it." Mufasa said as his clouds started to disintegrate.
"Dad!" Simba shouted.
"Remember. Remember. Remember." Was the word that was echoing through the shy as the image of the great Mufasa was gone.
Simba just sat for a while in silence and thought of everything that had just happen and been said. After some time the old monkey came up to him again.
"Odd weather they got here." He said, and Simba replied "Yeah, looks like the winds are changing." calmly back.
"Sometimes a little change is what we all need in our lives." The monkey said, and Simba seemed to agree on that. "Sometimes we could need a little break from it, but eventually we all need to face our problems from our past." He said.
"I think I know what I need to do." Simba said.
"And what would that be?" The Baboon asked.
"To return to my kingdom and be the ruler I was meant to be." Simba said, and started to make his way back to his friends.
Once there he told them about his meeting with his dad, and that he was going to return to get his kingdom back. While Timon was a little unsure how one Meerkat, One Warthog, One Baboon, and two lions (One of them also being super obese) was going to be able to take on an army of Hyenas, he still was prepared to do anything to help his friend. With all the others also being 100% behind to help him Simba and his friends headed back towards Pride Rock.
It was a new long and hard journey through the desert that Simba needed to do in order to get to his home. But unlike last time he did it he was prepared for all the hard conditions that he was going to face. (Plus he had his friends to support him.) Even though he was sweating away a few of his extra pounds during his walk, he knew that he could just as easily get them back once this whole thing was over.
Once they finally could see the great Pride Rock in the horizon Simba could see a Lion like figure standing on the top and looking down on the others. He guessed pretty quickly that it was Scar, but as they got a little bit closer he saw that something had changed with Scar. Something he never thought in a million years that his uncle would do.
Scar was just as fat as Simba!
Category Story / Fat Furs
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