The Secret Of The Lion Exhibit
Originally posted on FA on: Mar 20, 2021
A story written for my friend Anthromage.
CW: Put on Public Display, Pregnancy, Questionable Consent (Due to possible mental changes)
The Secret Of The Lion Exhibit
“Hey did you see that?” Donald shouted, nudging his friend in the side and pointing towards what appeared to be a closed off exhibit.
Richard shook his head, only glancing towards the area before returning his attention to the far more interesting sight of a pair of attractive young women. The girls were unaware of their unwanted observer, too focused on the adorable sight of a baby red panda rolling about its enclosure. “No man, but I don’t know what you think is so interesting. You’ve dragged me to this zoo enough times that you must have seen every smelly beast here a dozen times already.”
“Dude, this was different!” Donald insisted. “It was a lion, but like, I think it was walking upright!”
“You mean a guy in a lion costume?” Richard rolled his eyes. “Seriously, what’s next? You going to go to Disnyland and claim you saw the real life Mickey Mouse?”
“He was in that exhibit dude, they don’t have people in costumes just hanging out in exhibits! especially ones that aren’t even open!”
Richard turned as the girls heard Donald’s shouts and glared in his direction. “Shit, lets go! I do NOT need to get yelled at right now.” He hissed and grabbed Donald’s arm, pulling him away from the women who had begun to angrily shout after the pair. “Come on, if it puts space between us, I’ll check out this dumb mystery with you, okay?”
“Hell ya!” Donald cheered as he hurried to match pace with his friend. “I hear they are going to turn that place into a lion enclosure, I bet whatever it was, it was related to that!”
“No shit, a lion themed mascot to advertise a lion exhibit?” Richard snorted. “Dude you're blowing my mind right now!” He glanced over his shoulder and his face went pale. “SHIT! They have mace! Fuck dude come on we need to hide!”
“The exhibit!” Donald called, pointing at a gate blocking the way into the closed off area. “Come on, we can jump that easy! They wouldn’t have had a dude in there if the lions had already been brought in so it's got to be safe for now!”
“Good thinking!” Richard agreed and began to sprint, jumping onto the low gate and quickly scrambling up and over, followed shortly by Donald who seemed more excited than frightened by the pair's unexpected detour. “Come on, we have to hide in the enclosure or they’ll just call security on us!”
“Oh, but what about the lion man?” Donald asked as he slid down the bank of the enclosure's concrete moat before joining Richard in climbing up the far side by using the outgrowth of vegetation as hand holds. “What if he calls security on us?”
“Christ, will you shut up about the fucking mascot?” Richard snarled. “It was probably just a figment of your imagination and even if there is a dude in here we can take him if he gives us any trouble!”
“Oh can you?” A deep voice rumbled and both men felt themselves suddenly lifted into the air as a pair of large paw-like hands grabbed them by the backs of their shirts. “I think you might be right about that, but not as you are right now.”
Richard and Donald’s mouths dropped open and their eyes bulged as they stared in wonder at the sight of the enormous naked man. His body was covered in dusky yellow fur and his whole head seemed to be ringed by a mane of thick wild fur, yet even more astonishing then the man’s body was his head! While he appeared from the neck down to be mostly human, save for the fur, tail and paw like hands and feet, his face was neither human nor mask like, instead appearing to genuinely possess a male lion’s face! His smile broadened, revealing massive fangs and dagger-like teeth as he said, “What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?”
“What the hell are you!?” Richard demanded as the lion man walked backwards away from the moat, keeping both men dangling well above the ground with ease. “T-This has to be some sort of suit! Y-You can’t really b-be a…”
“A lion?” The lion man finished with a rumbling chuckle. “Why? Is that so impossible to believe?” He pulled both men in close, letting them get a good look at his clearly real face. “Tell me, do you see any seams? Any gaps? Any hint that this might all be a simple disguise?”
Donald swallowed hard. “M-Maybe it's all just a really convincing animatronic suit?”
The lion man’s grin widened. “Oh? Do you think a suit could do this?” He leaned in and before Donald could say anything kissed him full on the mouth. Richard went pale as the sounds of slurping and tongues slapping against one another made it clear he wasn’t just going for a quick peck either. What was worse was that after a moment of hesitation, Donald stopped fighting back and instead began to lean into the kiss. Soon he was wrapping his arms around the lion man’s chest as he fully embraced the oddly sensual come on..
“DUDE!” Richard shouted, causing Donald to pull back, a dazed look on his face as straw colored hair began to sprout across his visible skin. “What the fuck dude!? Why are you making out with this weird gay furry fuck!?”
“Gay?” The lion raised an eyebrow as Donald began to scratch at himself, nails sharpening into claws which quickly rent his clothes asunder, revealing even more fur growing all over his body. “An odd thing to try and shame a man with. Tell me though, is it ‘gay’ for a man to kiss his wife?”
“What the fuck does that mean?” Ricard demanded, but then he noticed how Donald’s chest had begun to expand. Two small bumps which had only just made themselves visible beneath the growing fur rapidly gained mass and heft till there could be no doubt they were not modestly sized breasts! Donald reached up and felt them, though rather than looking shocked or worried, he seemed oddly happy at the contact.
“Oooh these feel good!” The man’s voice, never deep before, had raised in pitch, becoming higher and more distinctly feminine as his head pushed out and began to look similar to that of the lion man’s. One very noticeable difference was that he did not grow a mane and judging by the failure of a large sack and sheath manifesting between his legs, Richard had a worrying suspicion there might be a reason for that. Sure enough by the time a tail pushed its way out from behind his friends back, Donald had already begun to rub between his legs and moan in a way Richard knew no man would. “Oh this feels so good!” Donald gasped. “But I need something…” Her eyes opened and turned to the lion man's crotch. “BIG to satisfy me!”
“Soon enough.” The lion man laughed, turning his attention back to Richard with a hungry look in his eyes. “But first your sister still needs help fitting in.”
Richard struggled, but he could not break free of the powerful paw holding him and soon enough he felt a much larger mouth cover his and a huge, flat tongue pushing its way down his throat.
Unbeknownst to either soon to be former human, as Richard’s masculinity began to melt away, a camera located near one of the enclosure walls buzzed and turned to focus on the unfolding drama.
-
“Well… That’s convenient.” A security technician remarked as on his screen he watched Richard’s clothes rip apart as new breasts grew out from his chest. Without taking his eyes from the screen he reached to one side and picked up a red phone, punching in a three digit extension before waiting for the ring.
“Can this wait?” An irritable voice crackled from the other end of the line. “We are trying to narrow down who will have to volunteer for lioness duty.”
“Ya about that,” The security tech began. “I think that might not be a problem anymore.”
“WHAT!?” The voice on the other end howled. “Don’t tell me he’s escaped! He’s possibly the only member of his species left! W-We only got him here in the first place because we promised he could use his powers to make himself a mate! Dear god, if he’s changed his mind-”
“No it's not that, he’s still there.” The security tech assured the voice as on the screen the now fully transformed Richard began to needily rub at herself with an expression of mingled shame and overwhelming need on her face. The lion man had meanwhile finally returned to Donald and the two had wasted no time in consummating their mutual attraction. “He’s still there, it's just that I don’t think he needs one of us to become his bride anymore.”
“How the hell would you know that?” The voice demanded, growing angry. “What has he become a monk? Is he celibate! Has he suddenly come out as acesexual or something!?”
“Pretty sure none of those.” The security tech remarked as the lion man and Donald roared in simultaneous climax. “It's just that he’s found a way of reproducing without us.”
“What!? HOW!?” The voice had become exacerbated. “You know what? Forget it, I’m coming over there! I want to see the tapes myself!”
“Alright.” The security tech shrugged and hung up as the lion moved over to Ricard. Despite the other lionesses clear reticence, the overwhelming lust had clearly won out over any reservation she might have had. “I could stand to watch this again.”
-
A few months later the exhibit opened to much media attention and public fascination. The zoo’s closely kept secret, of the existence of human-like lion people who had never before been seen or even heard of, took the world by storm and captured the imagination of a generation. The exhibit, already larger than most, was expanded and retrofitted to allow thousands of curious tourists to witness the miraculous creatures first hand from multiple levels. Not only that, but a series of cameras capturing every angle of the miniature pride every hour of the day beamed live footage of the exhibit all across the web. The three lions were world famous within hours and their faces and likenesses had become ubiquitous within a week.
All of this fame and attention, most would assume, would hardly matter to the animals and for two out of three of them, they would have been correct. However…
“GOD!” Richard growled as she stalked past Donald and their mate, arms folded over her chest as she glanced about at the sea of faces all staring at her. “Will they give it a rest already? I mean god, everyone has to have seen us by now! Why are they still so fucking intrested in looking at me!”
“I bet they are excited to see the babies!” Donald cooed, rubbing her large belly with a warm smile on her face. “And can you blame them? Aren't you just dying to hold them?”
“If you mean, am I looking forward to getting these fucking things out of me,” Richard growled, glaring down at her own even larger motherly tum. “Then ya! I can’t wait to push this litter of half human freaks out of me! A MAN shouldn’t have to carry around a baby, let alone sextuplets!
“Aw I’m so jealous!” Donald sighed, seeming to miss or ignore the venom in Richard’s voice. “When the vet said you’d be having six and I only had two I was really disappointed, but I guess I just have to try harder next time!”
“Now now ladies.” The male called causing both lionesses to instantly stop and focus their attention on him. “No more grumbling. I love you both and you’ll both be having plenty more cubs. Our species isn’t going to repopulate itself after all. Now come here and give daddy some sugar.”
Donald giggled and nuzzled up to their mate and though Richard tried to resist, she inevitably huffed and snuggled up alongside her former friend. She wasn’t sure if it was the males intense animal magnetism or something about the changes or just her own intense and barely hidden lust, but for all her grumbling she could never truly convince herself she didn’t love him. Though she would endlessly complain and argue, she would never actually leave him, even if she could and would love their children just as fiercely.
Still, something had always bothered her about their situation… The male often talked of repopulating their species, but how he intended to do that with just the three of them, no matter their reproductive swiftness seemed… Well impossible to figure out.
She never noticed the faces of two familiar women watching from amongst the crowd nor her mate meeting their eyes and giving them a conspiratorial wink. That was probably for the best though as she would never have to concern herself with just how ‘random’ her and Donald’s accident had been.
The End
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