Make Way for Princess Ali

"Anything you'd like to say to our dear street rat before he's gone forever?" Jafar asked his queen. "Just one thing my love." Jasmine responded. She bent over slowly, making sure Aladdin got an eyeful of her mountainous new breasts and coldly whispered to him. "Jafar's far more of a man than you could ever be." She nearly laughed as she gave Aladdin a peck on the nose and quickly rose and nuzzled herself within Jafar's grasp.

Aladdin was heartbroken. "How could the kind and wonderful Jasmine become this vile monster?" He thought. "It's all my fault. If I had planned this out a little bit better Jafar wouldn't be this powerful and Genie and Jasmine would still be themselves. All of this happened because of me." He couldn't even muster up the strength to fight in his rock prison.

"Any suggestions beloved?" Jafar asked. "Just don't make her prettier than me." "Impossible, my love." Jafar responded as the two locked lips once again. "Now street rat, let's make you more presentable for the company you're in." Jafar said as he bent over the broken Aladdin and slowly shoved his hand into Aladdin's chest.

A searing pain shot through Aladdin as his body began to contort and morph. His muscles faded and all body hair bellow this hairline receded into his body. From the neck down, Aladdin had the appearance of a preteen boy. Next he felt a sharp pain in his stomach as it began to contract. His waist thinned out and it appeared that all the fat from his waist was squeezed into his hips and rear. His legs quickly began to plumpen up, and became long and shapely. His feet shrunk becoming dainty and small, like a dancer's. His chest narrowed out and his arms followed suit. His hands also became petite and cute, the callouses he gained from years on the street vanishing into soft supple skin.

A bolt of excruciating pain shot through Aladdin's groin. "Ah, it appears like Prince Ali's manhood is finally fading." Jafar gloated. "He was never much of a man anyway." Jasmine sighed. They both sent out a cruel maniacal laugh as Aladdin's member began to retract into his body. His former, while never impressive, was now barely a nub. His Aladdin's penis shrunk out of existence, his balls were sucked into his body with a horrible *SLURP* sound. Just as suddenly as his manhood dissipated, Aladdin bloomed into womanhood as a brand new slit took the place of her old genitalia. With an evil grin Jasmine bent over to Aladdin's ear. "Welcome to the club sister. My dear husband will be sure to show you one hell of a first time."

As Aladdin shed a tear she felt her chest begin to bubble. With each breath she took in her chest began to swell. Her new breast ballooned out, finally stopping at a D-Cup. "Impressive." Jafar stated, amused. "But not as impressive as mine, right dear?" Jasmine asked. "Oh course not, you're the envy of the kingdom. You one could match you." "You're so sweet!" Jasmine giggled as the two began to make out again.

Aladdin felt an itch on her nose as her face finally began to change to match her body. Her chin narrowed out, losing the strong, chiseled jawline she had before, now appearing delicate and feminine. Her cheekbone became more prominent, giving her an exotic appearance. Her lips plump and kissable and her eyes narrowed out, becoming almond shaped. All blackheads and imperfections vanished from her skin, giving he a perfect complexion. Finally her hair shot out from her scalp, sending waves of voluminous curly brown hair showering down her back.

As a final touch her clothes shimmered and transformed. Her flat shoes became decorative, uncomfortable high heels, her former baggy pants became sheer and see-through and her vest became a sparkly nightmare. There was nothing added to cover Aladdin's impressive new chest, which she suddenly felt very concious of. She felt a wave of makeup be applied to her face. Heavy mascara to highlight her eyes, rouge to color her cheeks, a thick layer of pink lip gloss applied to her lips, which Aladdin soon learned to be cherry flavored. To add insult to injury a gold **** collar formed around Aladdin's neck. As soon as the changes subsided the rocks imprisoning Aladdin fell away. She was now free, but still very much Jafar's prisoner as her new collar reminded her.

"Oh, she's become such a pretty little slut." Jasmine cooed. Aladdin, quickly noticing the nakedness of her chest, moved her arms to cover herself. "Aw, don't cover up. Just because you can't match up to my impressive set, doesn't mean your little boobies aren't.... okay." Jasmine smugly gloated at Aladdin. "Be nice to the girl my dear. Don't worry just because there's a new girl doesn't mean you aren't still the apple of my eye." Jafar cooed at Jasmine. Jasmine blushed as she nestled herself in Jafar's arms.

Jafar took a seat in his throne and Jasmine plopped herself onto his lap. "Now girl, what do you have to say for yourself?" Jafar asked Aladdin. "Jafar, I-" Aladdin stopped, surprised by the sound of her new soft soprano voice. Giving herself a moment to collect herself she continued. "You're a monster! Just because we failed doesn't mean you've won forever! Someday someone will come along and stop you! I just hope I'm around long enough to watch!" Aladdin meant for that to sound threatening, but dues to her new voice, it came off as intimidating as a house kitten. "Ah, it seems our new pussycat still needs to be house broken." Jafar smugly stated as he suddenly stood up, knocking Jasmine to the floor. He slowly walked over to Aladdin, every step Aladdin grew more terrified. "Now street rat, any last words?" "You're a bastard! I hope you **** on it, you fu-" Aladdin stopped, her jaw slacked open as Jafar jabbed his index finger into her forehead.

This was his favorite part. Watching the fire in Jasmine's eyes fade as he made her into the perfect, loving, obedient, and cruel wife was delicious, but to watch Aladdin be broken down would be just perfect. He loved the empty blank look as he stripped everything that made him Aladdin and replaced it with whatever he wanted. Jasmine walked over to Jafar, rubbing her sore rear. "What are you doing my love?" She asked. "Just making some adjustments to her abrasive personality." "Good, the bitch was asking for it."

Aladdin felt his mind being peeled away from him. Everything was being ripped from him, his hopes, his dreams, even his memories. He held onto the few that he had left, mainly of his friends. "Abu, Genie, Jasmine, I'm sorry. If I hadn't been so selfish none of this would have happened." He could barely remember the events that lead up to this moment, and he knew soon that those would be gone too. He recalled back to a simpler time, running away from the guards with Abu. "Abu, at least you escaped. I hope if I can remember anything I'll remember you, my best friend." Aladdin felt a wave of warmth as new knowledge was poured into her head, new info such as the best way to dress to impress her master, the best way to apply makeup, and various ways to move and pose to make herself look sexier. She learned about various sexual acts she could now perform as the entire contents of the Kama Sutra was dumped into her brain. She now knew the best ways to service a man, and the many way to receive pleasure while doing so. A wave of giddiness passed over her as her worries faded. "Looks like I'm about to join you Geni and Jasmine. Perhaps it won't even be that bad. You two seem pretty happy."

"Maybe I'll be happy too. After all, Jafar's pretty handsome."