Back in the present, Jean chuckled, "Or crazier than me being a mutant girl.", glad that Gwen kept her secret deeply, knowing what's like to be different in a way.
About the same time, maybe a few months later, there was a car accident, and Jean Grey lost her parents to it, yet somehow miraculously surviving, and while in the hospital to be checked over for any cuts or wounds on herself, there was a terrible day for another family.
The Watson parents were expecting to have a little baby girl sometime prior, but sadly, fate had other plans on that front as the baby, whom the parents were going to name Mary Jane, was non-viable; much of her organs didn't develop right during the pregnancy and while the option was there, the Watsons decided to at least let Mary Jane have a chance at life outside the womb if even for a few moments.
And as expected, Mary Jane only lived for a few minutes before passing away, robbing the parents of a chance to raise a young child if for at least another year...
The parents grieved that morning, with the mother staying to be checked for complications of her body just in case when they heard the gossip around the hospital by some staff members that there was a horrible car crash, killing two people, yet leaving a baby surprisingly alive.
When they heard that the baby didn't have any other relatives in the New York area, they were hesitant, but still went to see the orphaned baby, and when they saw the red color of her hair, it was nearly a refusal that the parents was afraid of losing another baby that looked like Mary Jane, but when Jean's emerald, green eyes was revealed after having a bad dream, compared to Mary Jane's newborn blue eyes, that was the clinch.
It took a bit to take care of with things, but after some days of paperwork and procedures, the Watsons were now the proud parents of Jean; two broken families patched together, and the Watsons would make sure that they raised Jean as if she was their own flesh and blood.
And of course, there was the fact that Jean took well to them too, taking to her new mother's milk as she was still lactating, and so she got a new chance at life, and the Watsons would almost swear that Mary Jane led them to Jean, keeping her biological name on files and such while becoming a Watson in almost all aspects, and so everybody knows her as Jean Grey-Watson, but just Watson in situations like school in case of being called on and all.
Back in the present day, Gwen exhaled, "So, Princess isn't a cat, then?", and Jean sighed, "No and yes. Turns out she is actually a human in a cursed cat's body...Her real name is Princess Jasmine, ironically...From her memories, in her mirror reflection, she's an Arabian princess, having caramel brown skin, wide brown eyes, and long black hair, and I mean, longer than ours, down past her waist...".
Gwen blinked in surprise, "Really? Can you show me?", and Jean nodded, touching her forehead with her finger and exhaled as she sent copies of what she has of Jasmine into Gwen's mind. Jean can't read her mind, but she can still get impressions of emotions, and send memories or thoughts of anything or anyone into Gwen's mind, strengthening their bond even more.
"Wow...", Gwen sighed as she saw them. "She's quite the looker... practically stunning for a real-life princess and all...", she said.
"Yeah... but... apparently she was in a terrible place during her last days as a human before being turned into a cat.", Jean sighed. Some days, the girl really wondered just how she could have such a strong power with the mind. She knew she was different early on in her life, when her powers were slowly manifesting at a young age in small, subtle ways; but she wasn't sure she was a mutant until she started to hit puberty and her mind really started to open up, so to speak.
Jean was getting slowly overwhelmed with the thoughts and emotions of teenagers every day, yet for some reason, when she's around Gwen, it's like those thoughts and emotions vanish, and she was able to breathe and think.
The only thing in a slight side effect is that when they get really into the mood, they can feel each other's emotions, doubling the pleasure and all, until something interrupts, that is.
Gwen replied, "Should we open the window and call her back? To tell her that we know? I mean, I bet she never, ever had people here to relate with her, and I think she hadn't told Peter, since he isn't...well, a mutant or anything like us, to trust.".
Jean nodded, "Actually, you're right. Jasmine never told Peter, but I think she'd appreciate having a couple of girls to talk to, as she's been technically lonely without being treated like a human, having been a cat for five years straightforward.".
"So, we open the window and call her back? Since we're not in the mood anymore?", Gwen asked. "If she's even still there... I might have just scared her off when I closed the window...", Jean said as she went to open the window.
"One thing I know for sure... Peter's probably none the wiser... he probably thinks she's just been his cat for these past five years.", Jean then finished.
Jasmine got the hint and is now teetering walking on the fence when she heard a familiar voice, "Princess!", and she looked back to see Jean at the window, and blinked as she was between deciding to head back to her cat bed or seeing what Jean wants, and then she heard a name she hadn't heard in ages between times with chatting with neighbor cats, "Jasmine! Princess Jasmine!", freezing in surprise as Jean wasn't loud to bother people sleeping, but just loud enough to her cat ears.
Jasmine honestly couldn't believe her ears... did Jean really just call her what she thought she called her? After a few moments, Jasmine quickly realized she heard right and just had to go back to Jean. Just how in the world she knew... well... she was going to find out one way or another.
She went to leap into the barrel, climb the drainage pipe again, and leaped into the windowsill as Jean stood back, now dressed in her pants like Gwen, but still wearing their bras, as their memories of Jasmine showed that she is used to partially shown in skin with a bare belly and arms, wearing princess harem pants of some sort, wanting Jasmine to be a bit more comfortable in a way.
Jean smiled softly at Jasmine, "I apologize for calling you by your name, your highness, but we are different like you, in ways...", and Jasmine blinked, sitting gracefully on the table with a raised eyebrow, mewed determinedly yet curiously, "How did you know?", her mews cojoining to her brain where Jean is translating for her and Gwen while closing the window, knowing that people can climb to the second floor if they're smart, wanting to keep themselves safe from being overheard.
"Well... how exactly do I put this?", Jean thought for a moment. "Basically, I suppose the easiest way to explain it would be that I can read minds... like really good... and a few other things too, but mindreading is certainly a big one.".
Gwen then replied, "I'm the only one she can't mind-read, but she can still send memories and such to my mind, which is how we can understand you. When you meow or whatever, Jean translates, and so, we are treating you like a human being which you really are...".
Jasmine widened her eyes in shock and hope, tears swelling in joy as she sobbed-mewed, "You understand me? I...I never thought I'd talk to a human equally again!". She was glad for Peter and the Parker family's company, but it wasn't the same...This is a miracle!
"Okay, take it easy, Princess Jasmine...", Jean gave a light chuckle. "Don't want Peter to find that you had been crying when you get back home.".
"Sorry...", Jasmine apologized. "Wait... you're not going to tell Peter, are you?". Gwen shook her head, "Nope. It's up to you to tell him somehow...After all, he's technically the one who gave you a home, a place to sleep, and a permanent spot to eat 3 square meals a day.".
Jasmine smiled gratefully, "Thank you...And please call me Jasmine...Been ages since I heard that name again...I wish I would hug you, shake your hand, talk again without being a cat...", with a meowing sigh as her tail twitched.
Jean chuckled, "I know...We...we know what happened...That Jafar was a bastard...And then that Aladdin guy that you were sweet on...damn, you had a pretty alright life before it got upside down by Jafar...we're really sorry, Jasmine.", with a frown.
"It's alright...", Jasmine sighed. "Not like you two could do anything then... what's done is done...", with a twitch of her tail. "Yeah... not really sure how to break curses and all that so... not much we could do now, either.", Jean admitted.
Gwen replied, "Isn't true love a typical thing to break curses?", and Jasmine raised an eyebrow, "Don't you think I already know that? And besides, the only man I care about is Peter, and I see him as a brother of sorts and a friend since he saved me from grieving in my depression.", with a sigh.
Jean nodded, "Yeah, she's right, Gwen. From reading Peter's mind when you weren't around me, he definitely sees Jasmine as a friend and a companion pet, with the fact that Jasmine is a bit smarter for a cat than he thought but went with it as it helped him out.".
Jasmine sighed, "That's what I thought. By the way, I apologize for peeping on you when you were, ah, fooling around.", and Jean smiled reassuringly, "It's alright. I don't blame you for being curious, especially with all those rules and all keeping you inside the palace.".
Gwen nodded, "Yeah...Was it really true that they killed people just for being of the same sex?", and Jasmine sighed, "Unfortunately, yes...The court may have tried to keep quiet about it, but I heard that they caught quite a few couples just for being together which is quite a shame as I believe that love is not limited just to a man and a woman...".
Jean widened her eyes, "Really?", and Jasmine chuckled, "You may be surprised at how determined I am when it comes to researching about this place from the books and the TV when the Parkers are out...And don't worry, I don't hate you two for being together...".
The two girls looked so relieved and happy when they heard that, and Gwen then had an idea which Jean noticed, "Okay, I know that look. You know I can't read your mind, Gwen.".
Gwen gestured with a hand for her to come closer, and Jean came closer, sitting very close to Gwen who whispered into her ear quietly, "Can we somehow go into her mind, find her human self, and bring her out somehow?".
Jean widened her eyes, "No, Gwen, that's dangerous, and besides, Professor Xavier said that I ain't ready to do that yet as I am not powerful enough to do so!", with a firm look at her, and Gwen sighed, knowing that firm look a few times, and nodded before glancing at Jasmine, and then blinked as another idea came to her.
Gwen then whispered again into her ear, "I know she's a cat, while being a human stuck somewhere in her mind, but can we show her what's like to be a real woman? You know she had bad memories of Jafar touching her like an object...and you know...", referring to the fact that Jasmine was almost raped.
Jean blinked, thinking fast before gasping quietly, "With her watching?", and Gwen smiled gently, "You can say no, Jean. I just want her to know that having pleasure and all isn't torture when we love each other, you know? We can still ask her, but we don't have to, if you say no.".
"I don't know...", Jean bit her lip. "I'm not exactly as... experienced doing something like that.", with a nervous frown. "Wouldn't hurt to at least try... and as I said, she can easily just say no.", Gwen said as Jean gave a small nod. The two girls looked back to Jasmine.
"Hey, Jasmine... Gwen gave me a suggestion... and I could try to use my powers to at least give you a brief experience of being pleasured?", Jean rubbed her arm. As she said, it wasn't something that she tried very often though it was possible, at least according to Charles Xavier who ran a boarding school for folks like her.
However, the Watsons, while appreciative of Xavier's offer, thought it might be better if Jean just stayed close to home. Jean was doing alright with her powers and not drawing attention, so Charles decided to let her stay, though certainly he was giving her some pointers via long range telepathy.
Jasmine widened her eyes, exhaling, "How?", as she was forbidden to touch herself while Jafar was in charge that entire year, and it was frustrating and torturing when she was forced in those punishments to satisfy Jafar, and well, being a cat, even if it was tempting to let tom cats go to her when she was in heat multiple times, she didn't want to be tortured again, if she heard right about tom cats' penises having barbs and all, and pleasuring herself as a cat, impossible to do it right when she doesn't have fingers or breasts or such.
Jean exhaled, "I and Gwen offer to show you how it's like to be pleasured and all while you watch, and I can use my powers to share in the emotions of pleasure and more to your mind and your body somehow...We are only asking this because we want to give you good memories instead of...Jafar and his punishments in those bad memories...".
Jasmine gave a small nod as she understood what Jean was trying to offer. It certainly was tempting... and certainly would at least let her finally get some relief after all these years. "It's your choice though, Jasmine... I can understand if you have reservations about all this... I would be too, after all you went through at those hands of that bastard.", Jean gave a small growl before she took a deep breath to control herself and calm down.
Gwen squeezed her shoulder tenderly and kissed her on the cheek, and Jean smiled at her as Jasmine took a deep breath, seeing the exchange of that, and to be honest, she is quite curious, and she ain't one to pull away from trying new things, heck, she rode a magic carpet for Allah's sake! After all, she's a free woman as much as she is, in some ways, and besides, this isn't Agrabah where she could be killed for it.
She gave a bright and flirty smile as best as she could with her muzzle, "Yes. May I be closer to watch, say, near or on the bed? I understand if you don't want me to. I can still watch from this table.".
"Yeah... you can be on the bed if you wish... just give us a little room so we don't accidentally roll over on you or something.", Jean chuckled as she looked back to Gwen. "Now then... where were we?".
Gwen smiled widely as she purred, "I believe you were about to squeeze my breasts while I was going to caress you.", before kissing her on the lips, starting to caress her as she moved closer to wrap her legs around Jean, and Jean moaned slowly as she went to squeeze Gwen's covered breasts.
Jasmine leaped across the room over the chair, some ottomans, a chest, and settled on the edge of the bed, watching with awed eyes, feeling strangely excited to see two beautiful women make out with love and passion while feeling something happening through her mind and body.
Gwen moaned in pleasure from the squeezing of her breasts, "Oh, yes, Jean! Please!", and Jean purred, "Please, what?", kissing her neck sensually.
"Let me take your bra off, Jean!", Gwen pleaded, and Jean chuckled, "If I can do the same too, Gwen...". Gwen nodded vigorously, "Yes!", and the two girls took their bras off, and went to simulate pleasure by rubbing their breasts in-between their bodies.
Jasmine widened her eyes, seeing that Jean's breasts are about the same size as her former breasts yet so gorgeous in their own way, having chocolate brown nipples, and then there's Gwen...Her breasts are a tad bigger but bouncier in a way, having dark pink nipples, beautiful in their own way.
Jasmine doesn't know the modern names for cup sizes, but if she knew, Jasmine would be classed as a B, like Jean, and Gwen, B +.
Obviously, the girls still had a few years of growing still left to do but so far, they were filling out quite nicely if one could observe. Jasmine sat and watched with rapt attention at the two of them as they continued rub their hands against each other in pleasure.