Jafar's Obedience (Paid Post #2)

Jafar was mean, he was vindictive, hell some people could even call him strong, but there was one important thing he wasn't, smart. When he made the wish, he thought he was saying the words that would give him his every desire. He made a misguided wish before, accidentally turning himself into a genie. He found some fool even dumber than him he could trick into wishing for the two of them to swap places.

Now in control of the new genie, he found Jasmine again. Wanting to control her again, wanting to make her his so he could once again go after control of the land.

He looked at the fresh genie with 2 more wishes to go. With Jasmine in front of him Jafar had tried to form the wish as best as he could, but his lust for power had made things difficult.

“I wish that Jasmine had the power to make all my desires realized and unrealized to come true.”

The genie laughed the dark chuckle of the underworld and bellowed, “Granted”

Jasmine backed up. “No, no no no no no no” her hands splayed out in front of her, terrified of what was about to happen to her. Her fists clamped in and imploded on themselves. Jafar grinned not knowing what was truly happening. Suddenly, Jasmine's arms pumped, forearms exploding, biceps leaping high. Her shoulders hardened like boulders, her traps ripping through the flimsy blue fabric she considered an outfit. She was growing stronger, more powerful strength coursing through her every movement as she became a goddess.

A goddess, NOT a genie.

Jafar smiled thinking that he had control, thinking that this beast of feminine power was all his to control. But how wrong he was.

Jasmine walked up to him and cupped the back of his head, he smiled and said, “Kiss me Jasmine, show me how much you adore me.”

“No,” she said as a smile crawled across her face. “You should kneel instead.”

Jafar laughed as he stepped back. He laughed even harder as he slowly got down on his knees. “Wait, What?”

“Your true dark desire.” Jasmine said looking down at him. “It was never to rule. You always wanted to obey a strong powerful woman. And now,” Jasmine flexed her biceps for him. “I'm strong, I'm powerful, and you are on your knees, right where you belong.”

Jafar gulped and looked down at his ever growing erection realizing the truth, he was going to be very obedient to Jasmine, for the rest of his life.