Scar couldn't believe it, his brother lived, his whole plan failed cause of one simple thing, empathy, that's right, on the very moment could have ended the king forever, he felt a wave of empathy rush through him, that despite his best efforts he couldn't ignore and like a fool, he had instead saved his "dear" and "lovely" brother, he of course was acclaimed which felt justified but long overdue according to him.

Now with Mufasa living, scar couldn't help but still feel bitter towards him, if he couldn't kill him...what else could he do to wipe away that smug grin in his face each time he walked past him and then it hit him. If he couldn't kill then the next best thing to attack, was the lion's pride, something he took extremely seriously, and he knew just the perfect plan on how to attack his pride.

The Lion waited till night time, once he knew everyone would be sleeping, he couldn't let anyone get in his way, he got out of his cave and slowly made his way towards his brother's, will looking up at the stary night sky, he often enough forgot just how beautiful the sight could be, maybe always plotting for revenge was the reason why, but he simply couldn't be sure.

As he entered Mufasa's cave, the Lion could make out the silhouette of his sleeping brother, but curiously enough not his nephew, he smiled deviously "he must have asked to spend the night at Nala's cave" he thought, his plan had just been made much much easier, he simply approached the sleeping lion before getting a hold of a neatly hid away waistband underneath his fur and simply took a deep breath, before giving them the strongest of yanks he physical was capable of.

Mufasa was about to roar in pain but at the moment his maw opened, it was silenced with the use of large fruit, one much too large to bite one, he tried to make out just who his attacker was but thanks to the darkness, he couldn't make out the shadowy figure, he felt himself get lifted as his eyes winded, soon he was bouncing, his black briefs with crowns slicing through his behind easily and crush his crotch, he felt... ashamed, ashamed of being given such a kitten's treatment, scar plan was working, the king's pride was indeed harmed, but he was no near close just yet, oh no, he had so much packed up frustration over the years, he would make that wedgie last for hours if he has too.

The leg holes now having been made access after many quick and sharp bounces, were quickly grabbed and yanked on making the large lion squirm as he tried to shook his attacker, only making scar smirked and yank harder in response, taking hold of both of the leg holes, he started to drag his brother away by them, not only to further humiliate him but also to complete the next part of his plan and this simple wedgie was gonna quickly turn into a prideful one.

Mufasa groaned and moaned through the fruit as he tried to spit it out on many occasions only for his attacker to grow tired of the lion's constant attempts at escaping this torment that the back of his briefs was sharp yanked on again before painfully being hooked underneath his chin making the fruit unable to be removed no matter how much he tried "at least...this can't get any worse" is what he told himself, but he couldn't be farther away from the truth.

Soon enough, scar had made it exactly where he wanted to finalize this wedgie session, pride rock, his devious final plan was put into action by taking off his brother's atomic and sharply lifting him, Mufasa saw this as his chance to finally spit the fruit and call for help but his chance quickly vanished as his attacker simply wouldn't allow it, taking hold of the front of his waistband and quickly pulling it up, scar began giving his brother a truly vicious squeaky clean making not only the back dig even deeper than it already was but the front painfully destroy the king's crotch so much so he wanted to tear up, but due to his pride, he wouldn't be allowed himself to give in to his attacker, the squeak clean was soon over...and then, nothing happened for a few seconds, Mufasa hoped that maybe it was finally over?

Ah! As if! The front of his waistband was quickly and swiftly pulled over his face and hooked on the back of his neck once more silencing him, he then felt his paws lose contact with the ground again, unknown to him that he was dangling in pure empty, scar smirked as for the final wedgie, he neatly hooked his brother's underwear...to the peek of pride rock itself!

Feeling the rocky texture behind him, Mufasa quickly understood what he had been hung from and squirmed for his attacker to unhook him from there but he simply heard footsteps leaving...before being out of earshot, scar felt proud of himself, not only had he humiliated his brother in front of himself, once the morning would arrive, he'd have humiliated him in front of very animals in the pride lands!

Let's just say that once the morning came and the king was let down, it wasn't to help him pick out his massive wedgie and that a brand new a holiday by the name of wedgie king day was form that day hehe~

(Oh and no worries, Mufasa enjoyed himself very much during that day, and is the reason why the holiday exist, cause he's big nerdy kitty!)