She spoke not a word, only smiling as she ran over to the two of them. Jasmine then slid onto her knees, resulting in her face slamming into the stretched belly of the sea witch. Only the man inside gave out an angry grunt, but Jasmine felt no pain. All she felt was the soft, pale fat of her new mistress and the overhwelming joy that had overcome her.

In a matter of seconds she had reached a stunning realization. Despite going through the horendous ordeal of being bound and gagged while Aladdin had all the fun, she now understood that she was a sucker for the dominating fetish.

All her life she had told people that she was not a prize to be won., but now she realized that was pure crap. She was a prize, and she had won by someone with the most superior sexual prescence she had ever felt. If Ursula could control Ariel, the horny red head who's cunt she just ate out and got eaten out by, than she was clearly the way to go.

On top of all that, even the fact that she had devoured Aladdin was a big turn on. At last she had warmed to just how sexy Ursula's fat form really was, and just hearing that bastard melting in her gut gave her a sadistic pleasure.

"I think we have what we came for. Pack your bags girly, we're leaving." Ursula told Ariel. Said slave happily nodded and did as she was told. As soon as the boy in her belly was gone and she went up a few dress sizes, it would be wise for them to get out before this city goes crazy without a Sultan to guide it.

Looking down, Ursula's giant tongue licked her full lips. She didn't know what was more delicious, the thought of her human meal giving her even more blubber, or the thought of testing Jasmine out on her own. Well that would have to wait for now, but the first chance she got, Jasmine would know the pleasure power of Ursula the seas witch.