"My lady, I--" the royal seamstress stared in shock at the bizarre image before her... of this plump, middle-aged woman lounging there, her thick curved covered in sweat, glittering genie she-jism oozing from her thick cunt... and beside her this bizarre, perverted demon whose blue she-cock was still fat and hungry.
Jasmine sighed and made a quick gesture. The seamstress' mouth went slack as she fell into Jasmine's hypnotic trance.
"Well, what are you waiting for, bitch?" Jasmine said. "I must look my best for the delegation. They must look at me and know that Sultana Jasmine is the richest, most powerful, most beautiful, most glorious of all rulers, one who must be worshiped."
* * *
The huge stone tiger head formed in the desert.
"Who dares to enter the Cave of Wonders?"
"Um, it's I, Aladdin!"
"You. Yes, the diamond in the rough."
"I've come for the lamp."
* * *
All of the inhabitants of Agrabah turned to look at this procession of foreigner who had arrived in the city and were heading to the palace.
"Who goes there?" a guard asked.
"Hercules and his delegation from Greece. We're a little early. We have come to see the sultan."
* * *
Aladdin squirmed as he headed through the Cave of Wonders. His balls felt so full, his little cock painfully hard -- they felt like they were going to burst! But he couldn't touch them at all! Jasmine had forbidden him to touch them! Forbidden him to cum! Forbidden him everything until he brought her the lamp. Had to bring her the lamp.
He bit his lip in agony. Then a strange idea entered his head. She had forbidden his cock from being touched, but she hadn't said anything about his butt, had she?
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