This choice: Aladdin woke to a rather unusual reflection. • Go Back...Chapter #9Aladdin woke to a rather unusual reflection. by: Mr. George   Waking with a yawn, Aladdin sat up in bed. It was always nice to wake up in the palace. Too many years living on the streets made him appreciate the soft mattress and the comfy bedding.
Running his hand through his hair he discovered it was much longer and softer than he recalled. But that was overshadowed by his discovery of his new sex. The bust was a revelation, the merest touch caused a surprised gasp to escape her lips.
Dashing over to the mirror she looked at her reflection. Her beauty was impossible to deny, her lips were full and her mouth formed a natural pout. It gave her look of need, and Aladdin knew what he'd do when presented with a willing mouth like that. The face already had an complete and perfect layer of make-up on it. Aladdin ran the back of her hand across it, hoping to smear the perfection away. To make her less alluring, less perfect, less of a woman...
It resisted her efforts, it was clearly a work of magic, although whether a prank by genie, or if genie had decided he needed to learn a lesson it was unclear. But at least she was pretty.
Aladdin blew kisses to her reflection, but that caused confusing feelings and she stopped and looked away.
Taking in her naked body, she knew she'd feel more comfortable being clothed. Her former attire had vanished, and resting on a padded stool beside the bed was a set of clothes suitable for her new body, and the support it would need.
Cupping the girls in his hands, he enjoyed their warmth, and estimated them as being slightly larger... slightly fuller than Jasmine's own. Her thumbs brushed over the tender flesh, and a warm tingle raced down her spine when they passed over her nipples. The tingle ended in her crotch, and she dropped them in shock and fear.
The temptation to keep caressing and teasing them was immense, but she focused on getting dressed. Once she had put on her clothes she returned to the mirror. Standing further back allowed her to take in the full effect. She looked every inch the princess, not a twin for Jasmine, but very like a sister or a best friend.
Turning this way and that she admired how she filled her clothes, and the way the revealed and concealed her curves.
She stopped her posing when a disturbing thought struck her. Perhaps this is dark magic, and not from Genie... A curse to keep him from his beloved's side... or cast by someone without her best interests at heart.
The list of villians that he'd fought was now scarier, her current body didn't inspire as much confidence as his old one. Mozenrath and Sadira were both quite familiar with magic, Mirage was certainly capable of changing his entire world.
She bolted for the door. If this was the change inflicted on her what might Jasmine look like now. Aladdin's mind raced ahead, filling her with dread, and chilling alternatives.
As she darted through the palace, she found her whole body moved differently. It required more concentration, as she jiggled and shimmied. Her body kept on moving, when she changed directions... It was very unsettling, and humiliating, she raced past the guards.
That made her self-conscious, but at least they didn't shout at her as if she were an intruder. But she felt their eyes boring into her, following her, with a less than professional air.
Her body dictated a certain pace, although it felt like the girls wanted to burst free from the top, they found a steady rhythm, and she found her ass forming a counter-balancing jiggle.
She left the guest quarters behind and entered the palace's royal suite. Jasmine's door was closed. The large double doors intimidating, as they stretched towards the ceiling.
Aladdin took a second to gather her thoughts, catch her breath and check she was still decently dressed. With a slightly manic giggle, she kept her hysteria at bay. At least the Sultan couldn't object to her entry on grounds of propriety...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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