-'The genie gave you the power. He can take it back. Face it,
Jafar, you're still second best'.
Will the words above really work? Aladdin highly doubts. But,
in this condition, about to be strangled to death by the giant
snake that Jafar currently is, what does he have to lose? No,
wait, the transformed wizard seems to ponder it. Is there
really hope after all? Can that madman be so power thirsty
to fall into such an obvious trap?
-'Heh. That lad must take me for an idiot' the magician thinks.
'It is more than obvious that he expects me to wish to become
a genie so that he can trap me in a lamp. In any case, though,
he's right. The genie has more power than me. Darn, this
thought is annoying'.
Okay, think, Jafar. You have one wish left. You can ask for
anything you like, barring a few things. You cannot ask for
someone to die or return to life (which means you cannot
wish for the genie to die). You cannot ask for someone to
fall in love (as he found out when he attempted such a wish
on Jasmine a few minutes earlier). And, of course, obviously,
you cannot ask for a greater number of wishes or for the
aforementioned limitations to be removed. Now, having these
facts in mind, how can you ensure your omnipotence? Hmm?
Oh, wait, there is a way!
The transformed wizard lowers his gargantuan body towards
the awkward feeling genie:
-'GENIE, listen to my final wish. I want you to be banished
into another dimension forever!'
Both Aladdin and Jasmine (who has meanwhile got almost
entirely engulfed by sand in the giant hourglass she's trapped
into) widen their eyes. Not just of desperation but also of
horror. I mean how ungrateful can an evil person be? The
genie gave practically everything to Jafar, yet he's now dooming
it to a horrible fate, a fate worse than death. Just because he
does not want to take the slightest chance.
The blue entity sighs and stands up. His smile is gone. For
good this time.
-'Guys, I'm sorry' he says to Jasmine and Alladin. 'I have no
choice. Goodbye, forever'.
-'NO, GENIE, DON'T GO. STAY WITH ME' Aladdin cries in
desperation, although, logically, he knows that all the pleas
in the world will not convince it to disobey the genie rules
and stay.
Alas, the kind hearted entity vanishes in a cloud of blue smoke,
never to be seen again. The two youths that came so close to
living their love story lose all hope. Jafar laughs like crazy, his
gigantic body producing a laughter that echoes everywhere in
the room and makes even Iago plugs his ears for a moment.
-'HAR HAR, HE'S GONE. Now nothing can threaten me anymore.
I'm the ruler of the whole planet!'
Without further ado, he strangles Aladdin to death while Jasmin
is drowning in the sand. The two wonderful young people that
lived a romantic story in another universe are now helplessly
watching each other suffocating while feeling the air being
drained out of their own lungs as well.
-'Jafar, please, show mercy to them. I'll do anything' the sultan,
who is currently wearing puppet clothes, decides to make his
own desperate attempt.
The enormous snake laughs again.
-'No way' he refuses. 'Those two caused me too much trouble
already'.
Soon, both lovebirds are are dead and shall remain so. Just like
Abu, Aladdin's monkey, shall remain a lifeless toy and the magic
rug shall remain in tatters.
The eyes of the former sultan become wet. Before he can burst
into tears, though, Iago force feeds another cracker to him,
producing a gag that would make the readers laugh had it not
been for the double death moments ago.
Jafar returns to his human form and makes the giant hourglass
disappear as well. He stares at the two fallen corpses. Heh.
So close to each other, yet so far actually. Death is a difficulty
impossible to overcome that renders this physical distance of
a few meters between them practically infinite.
Now, how shall he dispose of the corpses? Burn them right here
and right now with a blast or something or throw them
somewhere to rot at their leisure? Oh, well, he will decide later.
Leave the dead meatbags on the floor for the time being.
There is a more urgent need he has to satisfy. One of sexual
nature! Jasmine trying to seduce him earlier gave him a really
good boner. He must have sex with someone. Now!
A smirk is formed on his face as he comes up with a super
creative, yet horribly sickening idea. But, hey, why not? Is he
or is he not the most powerful being in existence? What's the
point of having struggled so much to achieve that title if he
does not enjoy it? He walks towards the former sultan.
-'Iago, stop feeding him crackers and step aside' he says
imperatively to his sentient parrot, who, of course, obeys.
The crying sultan looks at Jafar. What is this madman up to now?
What else does he want? Did he not do enough to him already?
-'You said you'd do anything for me if I let that bitch daughter
of yours and the vagabond go. Well, you WILL do anything for
me either way'.
No sooner has Jafar said those words than he extends his stick
and, with a spell, transforms the sultan into a hot woman! She
is a woman with long, black hair and dark skin (like most women
at Middle East), dressed in a green bra and bubble trousers
the same color.
The sultan widens his eyes, realizing what that sick bastard
wants.
-'NO, PLEASE, DON...' he screams, only to realize that his voice
is also that of a young woman.
Jafar no longer needs to use his mage for the time being. His
normal physical strength is enough to wrestle a woman onto
the floor. And so he does.
The sultan does anything he can to escape, but, in this female
body, he has even less strength than he had as a short, chubby,
old man (and, even in his normal, male form, he probably wouldn't
be able to win a physical fight against the much younger and
taller Jafar).
The wizard forcefully removes the sultan's pants, lowers his
and shoves his dick into the beautiful, female ass.
-'HERE, TAKE MY CUM, WHORE' he cries in bliss as he thrusts.
Man, what a thing! Right now, Jafar feels that he's fucking not
just the former sultan but the whole Agrabah!
Meanwhile, Iago has left, feeling this scene is too shocking for
him to watch. Besides, it's not that he gets turned on by female
humans, since he is a parrot.
After the deed, Jafar transforms the crying sultan back to his
human form.
Morning. Jafar is missing. The sultan (currently in his normal,
male form) is taking indifferently all Iago's insults and abuse.
He has got used to everything by now. Besides, what Iago
does to him is nothing compared to when Jafar will turn him
into a woman and rape him.
He does not dare to admit it, but, eventually, his body came
to 'respond' to those sexual assaults. He hates himself for
the orgasms he has felt. He does not want to physically feel
this way, but there is nothing he can do about it. It's an
automatic reaction of the body. You know, like when you
are tickled and you laugh, even though you don't like it,
because laughter is an automatic physical reaction.
A bird is flying over Agrabah! Is it... Iago? No, wait, it's Jafar.
He has turned into a bird. He lands on a cliff, where he can
watch the whole city from, and returns to his human form.
What a view! Ahh, those simple joys in life. It sounds funny,
almost ridiculous, but, sometimes, he misses the days he
could enjoy such small joys carefreely, without the hunger
for more and more power burning his soul. When he was
still a child, before being affected by reality and letting himself
be convinced that he had to be someone to be happy. Heh.
Even Jafar cannot believe that he once used to be like that.
It feels like he's talking about a former life of his.
And now, that he has all the power in the world, what? Now,
that there is nothing more to accomplish, what? Endless
boredom?
Perhaps he could seek different kinds of accomplishments
from now on. He was always a pretty smart man (he proved
it when he outwited everyone and took over Agrabah), a
restless spirit. Perhaps he could do something like... dunno...
researches? Why not? What exactly is mage? Is it something
that goes against the laws of physics? Or is it just a different
way of applying those laws?
How about starting a scientific research and writing a study
about that? Yeah, sounds good for a start.
Let's see, what else can he do to pass the time? He gazes
at the city. What do all those people do to entertain themselves?
Speaking of those people, would it be entertaining if he tried
to be nice to them, to be a good ruler?
Okay, okay, they will never forgive him for his atrocities (especially
the former sultan), but still, if he decided to go for such a lifestyle,
he could easily erase their memories and make them think he was
a good guy to begin with. The question is, does he want to be
like that? Is it worth exploring the possibility of watching people
prosper under his protection being more fulfilling than just
terrorizing them?
Jafar laughs at those thoughts. Let's not overdo it. One change
at a time. For the time being, he will do his scientific research.
As for his other crazy thoughts, he might ponder them again in
the future.