"Well dear, it sounds like you've had a rather rough day. You can stay with us until you decide what to do." Ursula told her. Nothing was going to make her give up this prize. A little time with her and her ever eager slave girl, and Jasmine would be the moaning and horny bitch that she was meant to be.

"Oh, I don't know." Jasmine responded. The idea of staying the homes of people she just met two minutes ago wasn't what bothered her, but rather her raging hormones were the big problem. Just staying in the company of the lovely red head that had brought her here or even her overweight mom was all too tempting, and Jasmine wasn't sure how long she could control herself.

"Oh please, I insist." Ursula voiced this both vocally and by trapping Jasmine in a big hug. Her fingers were just itching to pinch and grope the royal slut, but alas the sea witch had to hold back to keep up the illusion. Fortunately, she was winning over the girl another way. Her hug had trapped her between her boobies, which by now were threatening to bounce right out of her dress. Jasmine almost lost then and if Ursula hadn't ended the hug so soon, the princess would have been using her tongue for something other than talking.

"It's been a long day. Why don't you freshen up in our bath?" Ursula suggested. Pointing a chubby finger to the right door, Jasmine immediately headed for it. Her run had left her sweaty, and a nice wash could be just what she needed to calm the needs of her body. Then again, a bath was also the perfect place to satisfy such needs, so which ever came first she would gladly welcome, as long as her hosts didn't catch her in such an act.

"Hook, line, and sinker." Ariel whispered, now standing at the side of her mistress. Ursula let out a low, evil snicker which made her fat jiggle in provocative ways.

"As the fisherman say, you simply need to use the right bait, and what better bait than an irresistable thing like you." she said. The look on Ursula's face was so sinister and she licked her lips so disgustingly, but all Ariel didn't in response was blush and smile, as a compliment from her sex god meant everything.

"In fact, you did such a good job, I'm going to let you take the first crack at Jasmine on your own." the sea witch's words almost broke the former mermaid and tears of joy leaked from her eyes "Oh thank you mistress!". She happily embraced Ursula, who simply smiled and patted her head before prying her off. This was not a time to get mushy, it was time to get lustful.

"But wait, if I'm going to be alone with Jasmine, where will you be?" Ariel asked. Truthfully, she didn't really care what Ursula did as long as she got to fuck the princess in the tub. Already her juices were dripping down her legs and she had smelled something very similar coming from the so called proper princess.

"That Aladdin she mentioned sounded like one hunk of a man, *GURRRRRRRRGLE!* just what I've been craving." Ursula said, patting her hungry tummy. Over these last few years, Ursula had developed a taste for meat that rivaled her craving for pie. Meaning, ever chance she got she would find a man and suck him dry of his seed before sucking him down her throat. Her insides craved man in more ways than one, and Ariel had often caught her mistress in bed with all of her orifices filled with tasty man meat. Right now though, her belly wanted all of the man meat, and Ursula never said no to her belly.