Having consumed the nectar of her slave's cock, Mirage purred in delight. Defeating and turning the street rat into their slave would be glorious enough for one of Aladdin's other foes. Not for Mirage, though. Seeing Aladdin as her greatest obstacle, the flabby feline desired more than simply beating her most troublesome adversary in physical combat. Those scars could always make the fallen stronger. No; she wanted Aladdin to experience things he could never erase. Drinking his delicious cream was only the beginning.

Aladdin, almost tired from his mistress handling and feeding from his manhood, was trapped in a conflict of his own emotions and morals. During the entire experience, two parts of him were battling for control of viewing the peril. One side of him felt betrayal toward others. Having just let Mirage give him a blow-job, Aladdin frowned at the thought of Jasmine's reaction if she learned of it. Would she forgive him and try to save him? Would she run away and never come back to him?

Another side of the street rat felt more open to the situation. It wasn't remorse, pity or any emotion regarding concern. It was more of a feeling of lust; like his primal instincts to pass on his genes and to have pleasure. Being a man of a good heart, Aladdin's morals and feelings were causing him to become unstable. His sanity and concern were like battling warriors; trying to fight for control of his mind.

Mirage, having just drank his cream, began to rise up. Moving slowly, her breasts began to bounce up and down. They sounded like melons hitting each other as they bounced. Aladdin tried not to stare, but trapped in the battle of his emotions, he couldn't help, but glimpse at the large, black furry melons that were Mirage's breasts. During the blow-job, her ass managed to create a tread of attention inside his cracking mind. That strand of curiosity only thickened as his glimpse almost turned into a stare of admiration. He almost couldn't control his attraction to the delightful mammeries set front of him.

Mirage smiled as her slow movements were continuing to attack Aladdin's sense of mind. She knew the physical harm she could inflict on her slave was dangerous enough, but as she spoke before, she wanted this little man alive. After all, why sit on him when she could toy with his feelings? All of the times, she hoped to break Aladdin from the inside and now it was slowly happening.

Having had the delight of feasting on his cum, her nipples were still hard. In fact, Aladdin could just make out tiny drops coming from them. Could they be milk? As she rose higher, Aladdin was still trying to fight his urges, but suddenly, he felt something bigger creeping on top of him. Like a mass of furry, black jelly, Mirage's stomach oozed over his manhood. To Aladdin, it was like someone placed a ton of tar on top of him. It was heavy, gooey and trapped him. Slowly making his way toward his stomach, Aladdin panicked at the thought of being buried in Mirage's fat again. As the massive belly moved further, Mirage's face disappeared inch by inch.

He managed to survive last time, but how long will his luck last? Then as soon as her belly reached his chest, it stopped. Aladdin sighed, but then as a cruel twist of fate, he watched as the blob of black cat blubber slowly moved off his chest. It didn't ooze back. It instead moved up. It was like it was levitating. As the pressure lessened, Aladdin could breath better, but his troubles were far from over.

Having gotten her stomach off her slave, Mirage used every ounce of strength to hoist herself up. To anyone's sense of belief, the fact that something or someone as heavy as this cat sorceress getting to her feet would be amazing. Sure enough, she was doing well. She had the strength to smack away Genie with one hit from her hands. Getting up shouldn't be difficult for her.

As soon as she stood on her plump legs, she sat down on her fat ass with a massive thud! The whole floor shook from the impact. Eying her slave with lustful eyes, she said, "Are you feeling broken inside, Aladdin?" Aladdin didn't answer. He wasn't in the mood to talk. But again, neither was Mirage. Seeing the effects of her actions taking affect, Mirage wanted to continue breaking him down. She knew just how to do it.

Placing her hands on her massive stomach, Mirage began to jiggle and play with it. Aladdin tried his best to avoid its hypnotic stare, but his efforts were fruitless. Thanks to the mental attraction growing inside him, Aladdin was struggling to hold back, but eventually, he looked back at the jiggling mass.

Mirage, getting aroused herself, wanted to put the moves first. Moving as slow and flirty as possible, the massive cat used her legs to pin Aladdin down. The sheer weight was crushing enough. Aladdin groaned in pain, but Mirage was only getting started. Bending down, she used her hands to move her belly out of the way. Aladdin didn't believe what he was seeing. It was her wet pussy waiting for him.

Aladdin braced for what was next. Moving herself closer, she managed to rub her wet womanhood onto her slave. Aladdin coughed and groaned as the kitty's juices covered him. Feeling Aladdin only made Mirage thrust and rub harder. She wobbled her head up and down as she panted and drooled in lust.

Unleashing her final load onto Aladdin, Mirage sighed in relief. Now that she did her share, now it was Aladdin's turn. Seeing Aladdin covered in her juice, she picked him up while standing up. "Now it's your turn." she smiled. With a quick shove, she pushed Aladdin into her cunt. The impact stuck Aladdin to her pussy like a fly on flypaper, thanks to her cum.

Aladdin tried to remove himself, but he couldn't. When he saw his front-side inside her womanhood, he felt his cock getting hard. Within seconds, his cock produced cum into her. Mirage moaned as she was being filled up with his cum. She purred and even threw her head back and forth in response.

As Aladdin kept humping Mirage, how was he feeling from this?