Move on with Jasmine

"What did you say to him, Genie?" asked Jasmine, anger and jealousy smoldering in her voice.

"Well, let's just say I told him that you'd be occupied for awhile and so he should find some way to entertain himself," the blue blob answered.

"What! Occupied? And if you think I'm going to let that little blonde trollop have her way with MY man then you've got another thing coming! Why I'm going to..."

The genie disappeared then reappeared right in front of Jasmine, blocking her way to the door. "Ah, ah, ah! Don't make me tie you up!" With this, hundreds of chains, cuffs, binders and the like appeared all over Jasmine's body, totally immobilizing her. In a flash, they were gone, but the genie had made his point.

"So how am I going to be 'occupied', hmm?" the princess asked with a pout. Genie only indicated with his eyes that Jasmine should turn around, so with a huff she did. Then her own eyes opened wide and she let out a little gasp. "Oh, Genie! Umm, I think I see what you mean!" Genie only nodded his head as he blinked out of the air, leaving Jasmine to her harem.

As one, the naked Prince Eric, Gaston, and John Smith said, "How may we pleasure you, princess?" Jasmine's mind was already racing at the possibilities...