Jafar, having paid for the room and several rooms around it, entered and decided that this would be the perfect place. A few waves from his snake staff, and everything was set. 'Its time.' He thought.
Another wave and he took on a flawless guise of the street rat himself. With yet another simple wave, princess Jasmine entered the room, asleep on a cloud.
Jafar directed the cloud to the bed, and Jasmine landed with a soft thud, which woke her immediately. "What's going on?" She wondered. She looked up and saw "Aladdin" standing over her.
"Hey, Jas. I wanted to do something special for you, since tomorrow's your birthday and all. So, I was thinking maybe tonight we could…"
"What!? You…" she scanned the room. There was soft music playing, the lights were turned down low, there was a bottle of wine chilling, and there were rose petals on the bed. "Aladdin, I know you've been really patient about this, but I thought we agreed to not do anything until we were married. It'll be more special that way."
"I know, but I just can't wait!" Jafar told her, still using Al's voice. Of course, Jafar knew she would refuse, that would only make this part of his revenge that much sweeter. "Okay, well, could I just have a look then?" he asked her, with evil thoughts running through his mind.
"What?! She asked again. "I don't think that's a good—"
"Just one look and I won't ask again.
"Well, I guess a look wouldn't hurt. But no touching!" she told him sternly.
"Scout's honor!" he saluted.
Jasmine stood up and slipped out of her clothes and showed him a full frontal view of her body. "Well, I suppose then, fair is fair." Jafar said. He too stripped completely. He could tell she was completely shocked and a little embarrassed. Of course, she was still a virgin. Jasmine blushed, and turned away.
"What's the matter? He asked, although he knew the answer. "I just never…" she trailed off. But when she turned again, Jafar could no longer hold it in. He shoved her roughly onto the soft bed.
"What do you think you're doing?" she yelled, surprised.
"Oh, Jasmine," he murmured, "I just can't help myself. I need you now!"
"Aladdin, get off of me! You're going to regret this!"
"Somehow, I doubt that!" he looked into her eyes, and she could see nothing but evil glaring back at her.
As Jafar leaned in to kiss her, she began to cry. "I always thought this would be different. I-I wanted something special."
"Is this not special enough?
"Not really, I guess it isn't – there's just no—magic. She turned her head and reached for her clothes. "Let's not do this now."
He held her on the bed, preventing her from reaching her clothes. "I want it, and I want it now!" he demanded loudly. He began to prepare her, inserting one, two, and then three fingers into her. Then, without warning, he entered her.
Jasmine let out a very loud shriek. But Jafar only laughed. Jasmine struggled to free herself, but Jafar held her firm in his grasp. "I always imagined you to feel exactly like this." He whispered in her ear. He leaned over to kiss her again.
Jasmine was still sobbing. "Aladdin, please stop." She begged softly. Jafar only responded by beginning to thrust very hard. Jasmine screamed. "Aladdin!"
"Yes!" Jafar exclaimed. "Scream my name, scream it again!"
Fresh tears stung Jasmines eyes. Why was he doing this? He'd always been so kind and patient before. She didn't understand. She tried again. "Aladdin, you're hurting me!" she sobbed. "Please stop!" Jafar laughed again. But then, Jasmine felt something warm inside of her. The next thing she knew, she was dressed and floating on the cloud again, out of the door, and through the streets of Agrabah.
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