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With Simba and Mufasa railing him into the ground everyday, Strad was fully intoxicated to their need. They had broken him down to where he only thought of the embrace of their mighty paws and hard cocks against his transformed body. The spirit of the circle of life had consumed his conscious, trapping him in the circle of life. He was fully given to allowing his body to be used by the primal beast. Like the many thirsty lioness' in the pridelands, he had been filled with nothing but desire for the pride leaders. 

The lionesses' previous murmurs and whispers of confusion, turned to amused giggles as they watched a male experience the same thing they put up with the attention they got all day. The way he was forcibly pressed down by them, wrestled to the ground and made to melt under their desire was even more intense than what they had previously faced. At some point in all of the action, another member of the pride grew tired of seeing the young beast be mufasafied. He was being trained to be just like the two apex males... and if he ever gained their traits, it might result in some 'unpleasant circumstances' for the other males of the pride.

On a cloudy night, he acted, pulling the sleepy lion aside and striking a deal. He gets the roo out of there and helps undo the transformation... and in return, the roo would give himself to his aid, to help start his own pride.

Under the hypnosis, Strad had no idea of what was even being planned... until morning struck and he was outside the pridelands.

The inhabitants of the badlands had big plans for the inexperienced lion, and his lessons began today. Kovu himself personally saw to it that he was the mentor to this scheme.

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