Leo the Vegetarian Lion stared slack-jawed at his elephant mate's colossal behind, without a clue where to begin. Elephants were massive creatures, Savannah being no exception, and it was like trying to figure out how to down an antelope. Which he also didn’t know how to do, because duh, vegetarian. In fact, he couldn’t even see any signs of her sex. Her tailhole was right where it should be, hidden under her tail, but everything else was smooth-- well, not smooth. Elephant skin was fairly wrinkly, after all, and their hindquarters were no exception. 

He may be a virgin, but he wasn't stupid. So where was it?

“Ehhhehu? What do I do, Savannah?” Leo asked, peeking past her huge rump to smile nervously up at her.  “Ahaha, I don’t even know where your girl parts are! I’m so nervous!” 

Her eyes widened. “Oh, gosh, that’s right! We're like different species, of course you don't know! My ‘girl parts’ are between my hind legs, like where your sheath is. Little lower than for most animals. You can’t miss it!”

Leo blinked in confusion--what else was new--but then his muti-ton mate gave him an encouraging flitter of her eyelashes, and all thoughts returned to making her happy. Following her directions, though really all he had to do was follow his nose. He finally found it: between her hind legs was a meaty, stout tube of wrinkled grey skin. And inside was a splash of pink, hinting at greater depths within. 

To think, this is where our two adorable children came from!

“Go on, Leo,” she purred, voice low and sensual, and not nasally like you’d expect someone with a trunk to sound. “Have your first taste of meat.”

If he were being honest, her pussy didn’t look very appealing. All weird and big and leaking profusely. Lionesses, from his times staring under their tails (it wasn’t creepy!), had subtle little mounds under their tailholes, looking snug and petite. Almost cute in a way. But as Leo walked under his mate and came snout-to-crotch with her elephant pussy, cute was the last thing on his mind. It did smell pleasant, though. 

A few sniffs later and the looks soon didn’t matter. She smelled feminine and musky, 
her weeping folds begging for some ravishing lion to burrow into them and taste their juicy essence. Something he was more than eager to do! Excited, he shoved his nose into her wrinkly, distended folds and took a big, long whiff. Her scent overwhelmed his mind, and the noises of his mate's deep gasps reverberated around his skull. 

"Mhm, that's it," she moaned, tail whipping about as though she were trying to swat a particularly annoying fly. "Smell my sexy elephant cunt. You can taste it too if you want… I won't mind."

Her arousal coated his snout, thick and pungent, urging him on in ways her words couldn't. Not that her words weren't sexy, they were, but there was something to be said about her very physical reaction. It made him feel wanted, desired, like it didn't matter he was a scrawny, half-starving lion, Savannah loved him for him. Words could lie, words could exaggerate, but the slickness coating his muzzle was the honest truth.

Savannah wanted him, and he would not mess this up.

I'm so glad I accidently kidnapped her children.

If she smelled this good, he wondered how she'd taste. Not a thought he usually had about other animals, granted, but this would be an entirely different kind of tasting, of an entirely different kind of meat. Okay, sure, technically he could have eaten this kind of meat before, waste not want not after all, but no. Gross. He didn't want to even consider that, even if his fellow lions probably did eat these parts as well.  

But how many lions could say they ate out a willing elephant? None, that's how many! Just me! Gross meat eaters… Yuck. Time to eat prey how they were meant to be eaten!

He stuck his tongue out tentatively at first, testing the waters as it were. Flavor washed over his taste buds, tangy and weird, but also with a twang he couldn’t put his paw on. Something distinctly her. One lick led to two, two led to four, and soon he was lapping at her weird folds like she was a delicious fruit.

"L-Leoooo, ooooh! Don't stop, your tongue is… oooh! Scratching all the right parts, so rough!"

He was glad his tongue barbs didn't seem to bother her. Probably due to how thick her skin was, even on the inside. Not to mention, despite her size, she was tight, firm, her powerful pelvic muscles squeezing his tongue, making it difficult to go any deeper than the inner edges of her thick labia. But that didn’t seem to matter to her as long as he kept slurping, kept up the pressure, kept scraping her thick folds with his rough feline tongue. Even his snout got in on the action, entering her and making it impossible to breathe anything except the humid air of her exotic cunt.

He was so hard right now.

"Oh, you're-- Ooooh, I'm-- Oooooooh, I'm gonna-- You're making me-- Oooooooooh--"

Savannah cut herself off with a triumphant blare from her trunk, declaring to all the jungle her orgasm. Leo didn't need that sign, as her insides exploded into motion, trapping his muzzle and tongue alike inside her muscular tunnel. The pressure grew and grew until, with an audible pop, the squeezing became too much, ejecting him from her pussy and sending him crashing to the ground, a copious amount of her fluids gushing onto his face. 

He stared at her trembling elephant pussy, awed that he managed to make his mate, an elephant, cum. Was she just that pent up, or was he just that good? He decided to think he was just that good. Yeah, that was it.

"Hehehhe, ahahha, that was so, ooooh, so hot!" Leo said, his characteristic laughter and noises obnoxiously out of place. "Did I do good? How, hahaha, what did you like best?"

Legs still trembling from her climax, Savannah decided to just plop her rump down with a dramatic thud. This gave him an ever better view of her sex, even giving him a glimpse into her pink-tinted entrance, her vulva absolutely dripping with fluid. "You did wonderfully. Oooh, I knew from our kisses your tongue was rough, but that was mhmmm! Just the right amount of friction."

His cock twitched from the praise. "If you liked that, my tongue isn't the only part of me with spines, if you get what I'm meaning. Er, saying." She blinked at him, massive head tilted, equally massive ears flopping. "You know, my pecker! It has spines too!"

Her eyes widened. "It does? Oh my, that's different! Mhm, but before we go all the way, there's something I've always wanted to try that my last mate was too large for."

Did she just call my penis small? I mean, she's not wrong, even among other lions, but ouch. 

“What, uh, what do you wanna try?” Did she want to lick him now? He’d be down for that. Her head was quite large, though, and it might be a tad tricky for her to bend over. He hoped she didn’t hurt her neck trying to make him happy.

“Just lie back and relax, okay?” 

Trusting her, he obeyed, rolling over onto his back and revealing his thin belly to the gorgeous elephant cow. Surprisingly, she didn’t use her mouth like he expected, but instead reached her trunk toward his lower belly. Warm air billowed out of her nostrils with each breath, fanning heat against his sheath and balls, making his already hard cock even stiffer. 

She paused before touching him, however, a look of hesitation in the one eye he could see as she looked back. “Is it okay if I use my trunk?" She asked softly. "I’ve fondled my past mate before, and even helped him cum, but I never… did what I’m about to do.”

“Wh-what are you about to do?” he whispered, anticipation making his heart flutter a mile a minute. 

“Just say yes, and the surprise will be worth it,” she said, the end of her prehensile trunk  clenching and unclenching like a nervous monkey’s paw. How could he say no to that? After nodding, Savannah's mouth crept upwards into a relieved smile. “Thank you so much! You won’t regret this, I promise!”

Having no idea what she was about to do, it was quite the shock when she brought her trunk down upon his aching length, tickling his shaft with her soft snoot. It was actually kind of nice. Then she shoved her left nostril down, taking his cock in one quick motion. He gasped in confused pleasure as his tiny penis slid into her soft, warm trunk, the sensations more powerful than he could have imagined. She wasn’t tight, not really, and only slightly moist, but that didn’t matter with how alive she felt. Each and every twitch of her trunk jostled him, making him tingle in all the best ways.

But that was nothing compared to when she spoke. 

“How’s this?” she asked shyly, the very act of speaking itself sending vibrations through her trunk, and subsequently through his tiny lion prick. His vision swam. His first sexual experience, and it was already too much.

“Baaahalnah!” was his incoherent reply, unable to speak through the blinding pleasure.
 
Seemingly realizing what her voice was doing to him, Savannah smirked, and then purposefully began humming. She sounded quite pretty, but all he could focus on were the unrelenting vibrations coursing through his dick. Worse--or better, honestly--she began to bob her trunk, stroking him with the clumsy, though no less pleasant, motions. Combined with the humming, there was no way he’d last long.

He was right. A pathetic whimper escaped his muzzle as he ejaculated into Savannah’s trunk, filling her lengthy nostril with rope after fertile rope of hot lion seed. He’d never cum so hard, so soon, not even when sucking himself off during lonely nights. It left him a gasping, groaning, growling mess of a lion, his paws holding her trunk firmly against his crotch, keeping her steady as he held deathly still against the strange orifice currently taking his load. 

The sudden orgasm, and subsequent cream filling of her trunk, caused her to stop humming, and very nearly sent her into a sneezing fit. Thankfully for everyone involved, she strangled that instinct, despite the unnatural tickle causing her eyes to water. “Oh, gosh, Leo! This feels weirder than I thought it would; I can feel your cum oozing back out of my trunk! Mhm, I’m glad you liked it enough to finish!”

Leo barely heard her, too busy experiencing her vocal vibrations all over again. The buzz of her voice extended his orgasm for a few more seconds until, finally, he had enough and pulled out of her trunk with an accompanying schlorp. Cum oozed from her left nostril, dripping onto his lap as her trunk remained facing down, probably using gravity to let it all seep out. He couldn’t blame her: he’d never do what she just did with his nose. 

Nodding, Savannah brought her trunk up to eye level, squinting into the well-used hole. Then she lowered the fifth limb, curled it, and tucked it into her mouth! Just like she would when taking a big gulp of water. When she removed her trunk from her mouth, the tip glistened with saliva, leaving not a drop of cum.

She stared right at him as she said, “Mhm, delicious. Was it good for you too?” 

Leo tried to respond, to tell Savannah how she blew his mind as well as his dick, only for his head to spin, her face to blur, and for everything to grow quiet. Within seconds, exhaustion took him. 

After all, he was vegetarian.