The Return of Jafar

Jafar started his morning like he did every day, with a lap dance, an early morning blowjob, and the seductive performance from his courtroom belly dancer Hazel.

Hazel was one of Jafar's favorite playthings. Out of all his other conquests she was unique, when she danced she could make any man within a mile hard. She had such a way a moving her body, it was seductive, exotic, and relaxing. That coupled with the her lithe, long legs, her plentiful rear, and her platinum blonde hair made her one of the most beautiful women in his harem, and a real miracle of nature. Sure, he had designed her to be like that, but that barely changed anything.

As Jafar was enjoying his morning a cloud of pink smoke had begun to form next to his throne. Out of this cloud Jafar's Royal Vizier had materialized. "My lord, are you enjoying your morning?" Geni slyly asked him. "Can't say I'm not." Jafar responded. "May I have a moment, my lord? There are a few things that need to be brought to your attention." "Alright Hazel, let's take a break. Why don't you go freshen up and meet up with me in an hour." Jafar commanded. Hazel removed herself from Jafar's penis and pouted. "Fine, but don't me wait too long lover boy." Hazel said flirtatiously as she sashayed out of the room.

"Alright Geni, what is this about?" Jafar asked. Geni quickly floated beside Jafar. "Not much my lord, we have captured the heads of the resistance, and I assumed you would like an audience with them." She purred into his ear. A smile crept onto Jafar's lips. "Oh this will be entertaining. Let me get dressed and I'll meet with him. Iana!" Jafar called. A parrot swooped into the room a perched on Jafar's shoulder. "Raww! What is it mastah." The parrot cawed. "I am in need of being dressed." "Right away mastah!" The parrot cawed again it flew off Jafar's shoulder and quickly morphed into a beautiful young woman in a colorful dress. "Geni, why don't you get ready as well. After all, you don't want to frighten the rabble, do you?" "Right away my lord!" Geni said as her appearance shifted. Her light blue skin became a deep golden tan, and her smoky bottom half formed into a pair of nice shapely legs. "Very nice my dear, now give me a moment for Iana to dress me, and then we'll meet with our little rebels."

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"Bring the prisoners in!" Jafar called from his throne. At his command the guards dragged in a group of men in shackles. "So this is the rebellion? How pathetic." Jafar sneered at them."Guards leave us!" Jafar commanded. "Alright, which one of you is the leader?" He asked. After a moment of silence a voice spoke up. "I am!" One of the men said defiantly as he stood. "And you are?" Jafar asked. "My name is Farouq. You're a monster! Ever since you've come into power you've destroyed life after life! You have had my father and brother killed, and I have heard nothing of my mother and sister since you've had them rounded up and arrested for disobedience. For my family and the countless others ruined, you must die!" He shouted as he unsheathed a hidden blade and lunged at Jafar.

*SNAP*

With a snap of his fingers Jafar had frozen the man mid lunge. "Oh how predictable. Geni, would you please take care of him?" "As you command. Would you like the usual?" "Yes, that sounds appropriate." Jafar moved in front of Farouq. "Do you hear that? Looks like I'll be sending you to be with your mother and sister. Although, I doubt the'll recognize you. Hell after I'm done with you I doubt you'll recognize yourself." Jafar said as he gave the man a slap and walked back to his throne to watch.

"What did you do to him!" A rebel yelled. "Let him go!" Another followed. "SILENCE!" Jafar boomed. Immediately the rebels were magically quieted. "Just sit back and watch the show." Jafar said as he put his feet up and leaned back in his throne.

"Ready Master?" Geni asked. "Ready my pet." With his command Geni engulfed the man in a blaring light followed by an inhumane scream. Slowly the screams transitioned into low feminine moans, and as soon as it started it was over. Where once stood an aging stain of a man now stood an unearthly vixen. She had bright, vibrant red hair, a shapely hourglass figure, and was wrapped in a form hugging harem outfit.

She quickly kneeled in front of Jafar. "I live to serve you lord Jafar." She uttered in a low seductive tone. "Very good. Now what your name my dear?" "Farah, my lord." She responded. "Perfect. Come here Farah." He commanded. Farah minced over to Jafar and sat herself on Jafar's lap. "Good girl." Jafar uttered as her began to grope and massage her breasts. Farah let out a moan as she squirmed in Jafar's grasp. "My lord! You are so incorrigible." She giggled. "But are you sure we should be doing this in front of an audience?" She asked. "Ah, that reminds me. My sweet, these upstanding citizens here were planning to overthrow me. What do you think we should do these ruffians?" Jafar asked. "Aw, it's a shame, most of them aren't bad looking. But, if they were attempting to overthrow you, my liege, than you cannot be lenient. You must have them executed." Farah answered. Jafar smile widened as he heard Farah's response. "Wonderful judgement!" Jafar smirked. "Geni! Drag these men out of here and prepare for their execution! Make it a public one too! I want the peasants out there to know what happens when they try to turn against their master!" Jafar laughed as the fear in the rebels eyes became obvious. "As you wish my lord." Geni said as she curtsied. "Oh and bring Farah to meet the rest of my harem. Make sure she is comfortable and gets well acquainted with her fellow concubines." Jafar commanded. Farah pouted as she stood up, which Jafar responded by giving her a smack on her ass. "Don't worry, I'll be around soon to consummate our new arrangement. Now why don't you go make yourself pretty for me." Hearing this Farah's pout faded into a smirk, and with a wink she sashayed away with Geni.

"Alright Hazel! You can return now." Jafar shouted. "Thank the lord! I thought they'd never leave." Hazel groaned as she strutted back into the throne room. "Shall I continue where I stopped?" "Why not?" Jafar responded. Hazel began to dance again, and while it was undeniably erotic, Jafar couldn't help but feel bored compared to the excitement that came with dealing with the rebels. "Stop, stop stop." Jafar commanded. "I'm sorry my dear, but you're just not doing it for me right now." "I'm so sorry my lord. Please let me make it up to you." Hazel pleaded. "Would you like something more exotic, or something more elegant, or I could just give you a tit-job if you'd be so inclined?" She offered. "No, no, no. I think I'd enjoy something a bit sillier."

*SNAP*

With a snap of his fingers Hazel began to change. Her curves began inflate and her previously toned athletic body became much more soft and inviting. Her platinum blonde hair began to poof out and her clothes morphed from her standard belly dancer outfit to a more comfortable harem uniform. Finally, her eyes previously cunning and seductive became vacant and giddy.

"Like, what happened?" Hazel asked as she twirled a strand of hair around her finger. "Nothing my dear, you were just getting ready to entertain me." Jafar explained. "Like, of course. I'm such a silly wittle dummy!" She said playfully slapping her forehead. With that she began to dance for Jafar again, now far less precise and slow. Instead it was far more clumsy and high energy, now involving far more of her flaunting her generous breasts and shaking her plentiful rear towards Jafar.

Jafar couldn't believe that this impossible beauty was at one point that oafish fool of a Sultan. At first he was comfortable with just executing him like many others who had stood in his way, but his lovely Queen had come up with a quite compelling alternative. She proposed that Jafar make the former Sultan into his personal entertainment and cock sleeve. She even asked that the Sultan be fully aware of her actions but be unable to act on her own. He was quite surprised at what a cruel idea she had come up with, he truly believed that she would have at least a slight hesitation for the fate of her father, but instead the idea the thought had made her so horny that had sex right on the spot, making her father watch was just icing on the cake.

With one thrust of her chest Hazel caused her breasts to pop out of her brassier. "Oopsie doopsie, looks like my boobies popped out! Would you like to play with them Master?" Hazel asked. With a grin Jafar unzipped his pants and unleashed his enormous cock. "Here ****, come pleasure me." "Okey dokey!" Hazel giggled as she skipped over to Jafar, quickly kneeling and wrapping her enormous soft breast around his cock. "Does it feel good master?" She asked. "Very much so. Good work pet." He responded giving her a pat on the head. She began to give light kisses to the the tip of his penis as she continued to massage it with her breasts.

"This is the life." Jafar thought leaning back in his throne. "All the power I ever wanted, no meaningful opposition, and unlimited women. Only one thing is missing right now."

"My lord!" Geni announced suddenly. Startled Jafar asked. "What is it?" "Mistress Ali is ready to see you now."

"Ah, that's what's missing." Jafar thought.

"Send her in!"