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Terms for Jasmine (An Anon E. Mus Tale)	By : Magmos Category: -Misc Cartoons > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 15785 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Aladdin, Who Framed Roger Rabbit, The Legend of Zelda, or the original characters appearing in this. I make no money at all on this, nor do I intend to.

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Terms for Jasmine (The Arrival and the Harem)

Still own nothing. You know I don’t. Why would anyone who has that kind of property ownership be writing smut like this? Seriously, I don’t even own the new characters showing up in this chapter.
Big shout out to my regular reviewers Lunarsilver and Sailornemesis, and to my readers in general! Don’t be shy to speak up folks! I LOVE reviews!
Also, just a heads up folks, this one is gonna be plot heavy.
Urbosa, Jessica, Iris, and Monique are all owned by their respective creators, those being Nintendo, Disney, Akabur, and Jared Lindquist. I make no money from their involvement, but if you’ve got some money to kick around you should toss it towards Jared’s Patreon. Dude’s a kickass artist who deserves more love.
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Princess Jasmine was feeling…many emotions really. Sad from being separated from her home, disgusted with the circumstances that led her to this situation, anger at the Sultan who degrader her like this, anger at her body for enjoying it so much, anger at herself for not being able to fight the pleasure he provided better, basically there was a LOT of anger. But above all else, she was confused.
The midway point turned out to be an inn by a rather large oasis. A well furbished inn actually, with all the amenities of comfort a royals could ask for, including basic baths (Basically just a tub over a bonfire) which, after the hours long fuck fest that Anon put her through, she was enormously grateful for if only just to try and feel clean again, but that’s where the confusion started for her.
She had expected that Anon would ensure they shared a room and a bed, and he met her expectations there, but that was about all he did. He didn’t grope or paw at her, didn’t attempt to convince her to let him fuck her, he was…borderline gentlemanly. All he did was wrap her in his arms and hold her as they both fell asleep. It was almost comforting really.
The oddness continued as they returned to the carriage and went on their way. Again, he didn’t really bother to harass her to any degree. In fact, he seemed to just outright ignore her for the rest of the trip and focus on some books he’d acquired from some point. She’d even tried exposing more cleavage and telling him how “bored” she was (Purely to get a reaction from him you understand) and his only response was to hand her a book. A spectacularly chaste one at that, when she was expecting something like The Kama sutra or one of those books from further East.
It was confusing, it was more than a little insulting, and if the tingling in her nethers that she was desperately trying to repress was any indicator it was also aggravating on multiple levels.
Fortunately, she’d been given something to take her mind off of things. Specifically, the sights of Anon’s kingdom. When people described it as the land of salt and water they were almost understating it. Practically every building had water gushing out from some fountain or another, statue fountains and small waterfalls everywhere, fish mongers kept their products alive in large glass cases, it was nothing short of amazing to look at. The salt on the other hand was far lower key, being kept in massive buildings, but the sheer number of said buildings spoke volumes.
Finally, they reached Anon’s palace and Jasmine was more than a little awestruck at the sight. Pillars of water, streams that doubled as rivers, magnificent gardens constantly being sprayed by light mists, it was just beautiful. So beautiful in fact that she almost missed Anon stepping out of the carriage and talking to what looked to be an advisor of some sort. Almost being the key word here.
“Hey!” Jasmine shouted with aggravation ringing through her voice, “Where do you think you’re going!?”
Anon turned to look at her before responding, “I’m afraid I have other duties that require my attention Princess. Lots of things tend to pile up while I’m not here. Don’t worry, the carriage will take you to some people who’ll be MORE than happy to help you settle in and show you around.” With that, he and the advisor went through the palace main gates while Jasmine was left to fume as the carriage continued onward.
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“What’s WITH that man?” She thought to herself. “First he can’t keep his hands off of me, now it’s like I have the plague or something!” The carriage then turned into a side area of the palace and came to a full stop near a large docking platform. After a moment, the door opened and a rather lovely young voice spoke out.
“Please come out your majesty, we’ve been waiting for you.”
With no other real options, Jasmine left the carriage to see that it wasn’t just the buildings that were beautiful. Standing before her was a collection of women who could only be described as drop dead gorgeous.
A tall redhead with long, luxurious hair, some of which was covering half her face, long smooth legs, and a figure that made her feel inadequate, dressed in red, nearly transparent dancer clothes similar to what Jasmine was wearing (That did WONDERS for showing off her more than generous bust Jasmine noted with some envy).
Then there was a dwarfish young brunette with thick curly hair with dark skin indicating she was from the jungles in the west who would’ve looked almost childlike if she wasn’t possibly even more generously proportioned than the redhead.
Another redhead with long hair tied back in a ponytail, though her’s was much simpler compared to Jasmine’s own, who was Amazonian in stature, easily dwarfing everyone else, and very apparent muscles and abs along with still significant curves, and garbed in a green and golden top with a skirt that showed off plenty of one of her legs
What was odd however was the one girl near the back of the group. Short black hair, purple clothes that looked to be a purple and more tattered version of Jasmine’s ensemble with a black vest, a black choker with gold coins dangling off it with a matching pair of bands on her upper arms with gold spikes in place of the coins, and a very noticeable scare on her left eye and with a figure that actually matched up to Jasmine’s. Not only was her attire more ragged than the other girls who were all dressed in at the very least belly dancer outfits made with pure silk, but while the other girls had warm expressions on their faces, this girl had a very harsh glare pointed in Jasmine’s direction, almost as if just seeing the princess was a slight in her eyes.
“Welcome Princess Jasmine,” spoke the exceptionably shorter brunette, “we’ve been waiting for you. My name is Monique, and we’ve been given instructions to make sure you’re comfortable during your stay here.”
“Um. Thank you.” Jasmine stammered as she was faced with the respect her position was normally owed for the first time in days. “That is very much appreciated. I can’t say I’m surprised that Anon dresses his servants in such a way.”
At that, a fair amount of laughter was heard through the girls, again with the singular exception of the very unfriendly looking woman in the back. “I’m sorry, your majesty, but we are not servants.” Monique spoke as she laughed.
“Then what are you?” Jasmine asked with confusion evident in her voice.
“We are Sultan Anon’s harem of course!”
A long moment carried through the collective group as Jasmine tried to comprehend what she heard. Eventually, the only thing that could be said escaped Jasmine’s lips.
“Huh?”
“His harem, Princess,” came the girl in the back. “That’s us. Clean out your ears will ya?”
“Iris!” Monique exclaimed. “Show some respect here!”
Before anyone else could say anything, Jasmine’s voice echoed throughout the room.
“WHY THE HELL AM I EVEN HERE THEN!?” She screeched with pure hate ringing through her voice. “IF HE HAS A HAREM WHY DOESN’T HE JUST KNOCK ONE OF YOU UP FOR AN HEIR!?”
Iris then chimed in with a snarl, “You don’t think he would if that were an option you stuck up bitch?” Before Daisy could admonish her again, Iris continued on. “Most of us would LOVE to be the one to bear him an heir, but there are laws about that sort of thing to prevent certain problems that could arise if the Sultan is as big a manwhore as Anon is! Only a child sired with another royal can take the throne!”
“Who the hell are you calling a bitch!?” Jasmine shouted at the scarred young woman.
“You! Wasn’t that obvious or are you dumb as well as bitchy!?”
“ENOUGH!” Shouted Monique in a voice that honestly should not have been possible from such a tiny woman. “Iris, I can understand why you’re so upset, but if you can’t maintain any civility then please leave!”
With a snort, Iris turned heel and marched out of the room. Monique then turned towards Jasmine with an apologetic look on her face. “I’m TERRIBLY sorry about that I admit Iris is a pill at the best of times, but this whole situation with you hasn’t helped matters at all. Anyway, would you like to see your room and get settled in a bit?”
Taken aback at the authority this short stack of a woman held, all Jasmine could do was nod and follow her down the halls. Eventually though she managed to get enough of her wits back to ask a few questions to Monique.
“So, if I may ask, just what is that woman’s issue with me?”
At that, Monique let out a small sigh. “It’s not really my place to say I’m afraid. If Iris wants you to know, she’ll tell you, but until then I’d just keep my distance if I were you.
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At that the two were quiet until they finally reached a rather grandiose door. “This is the Sultan’s chambers.” Monique explained. “Given the circumstances, we figured this would be the best place to have you set up. Jessica and the others will be by shortly with the rest of your things, so until then just settle in and get comfortable.”
With that, Monique bowed and was on her way, while Jasmine stood by the doors. With no other option, she pushed them open and stepped inside. The room itself was…actually a lot more tasteful than she was expecting. Spacious, large desk and bookshelf, large enough bed for five people easily with a privacy curtain, not really a lot to speak of beyond a large class box with a bunch of aquatic creatures swimming in it.
Then she noticed the private bathroom, and she realized just where the extravagance all went to. It was less a bathroom and more a hot spring or communal bath like they had in Rome. Marble pillars, fountains of hot and cold waters, plenty of steam, and a massive pool that looked to be about waist deep. Really, all it was missing was someone playing a harp.
“Ah, I’m glad to see you jumped the gun on us your majesty!” Monique’s voice rang out through the room.
Jasmine turned around to see Monique, alongside the two taller, and VERY much taller redheads behind her, all clad in nothing but towels.
“Um. Hello. What exactly did I jump the gun on?” Jasmine asked with confusion evident in her voice and face.
With a small chuckle, the Amazon of a redhead strode forward, forcing Jasmine to look up to maintain eye contact lest she be forced to get an eyeful of abs and underboob.
“Well your majesty,” the Amazon spoke in a deep, mature voice, “We doubted you had the time to really clean yourself up that well on your trip, so we decided to help you out with that.”
Jasmine smiled at that. “Well this is more like it!” she thought to herself. “Granted they’re members of a harem, but to have handmaidens assisting me! I never thought I’d get this kind of treatment here!”
“Very well.” Jasmine said with as much dignity as she could manage. “I shall accept your assistance in this matter.” With that, she raised up her arms and waited.
“Well you heard the princess.” Monique spoke up. “Jessica, Urbosa, let’s get to work.”
With that, Monique and the smaller redhead, whom Jasmine was certain was Jessica, moved towards Jasmine and took places around her with Jessica behind her and Monique in front while the Amazon, most likely to be Urbosa moved a bit to the side to give Monique more room. They then began undressing the princess.
Urbosa had the easiest time of the lot, given her height all she had to do was grab hold of Jasmine’s blue top and with one strong pull upwards yanked the thing right off the princess, her large breasts bouncing from it all. Then Jessica, having to wait for Urbosa and the top, began undoing the various bands holding the princess’ ponytail together, unleashing her hair into a glorious waterfall that nearly reached her ankles. Finally, Monique moved in, her small stature relegating her to Jasmine’s shoes and pants, but with a little help from the royal beauty they came off easily enough.
Now fully nude, the harem members stood back a bit to observe the princess in her natural state. Her firm muscles, large breasts, spankable ass, squeezable hips, lovely skin and face, it all left the harem with only one thing to say.
“I must say your majesty,” Jessica began in a sultry tone as she ran her hands through Jasmine’s flowing hair, “no wonder our Sultan took an interest in you. You must have to beat suitors off with a stick.”
“Actually I use a tiger more often than not.” Jasmine spoke as she preened under the attention she was receiving.
“Probably more efficient that way.” Urbosa said as she gently lifted Jasmine’s breasts and squeezed them. “So soft, but so firm, men everywhere would kill just for a glimpse of you.”
“More than a few women too Jessica.” Monique groaned as she slowly stroked Jasmine’s long legs.
“Um, what are you doing?” Jasmine gasped as the feeling of the harem stroking and grabbing her started to raise some familiar concerns for her.
“Oh forgive us princess!” Monique gasped out as she and her harem sisters stopped groping the flustered princess. “We don’t get to attend to royalty too often, and we just can’t help ourselves sometimes when trying to feel out any differences you have compared to us.”
”Oookay then.” Jasmine said with trepidation in her voice. “How about we get to the bath then? The place we stopped at was nice enough, but far too basic for my tastes.”
With that, the group entered the bath, the harem girls leaving their towels on the side and helping Jasmine lower herself into the hot water. They then took places around Jasmine, Monique near her legs, Urbosa at Jasmine’s back, and Jessica at her front. Jessica and Monique then started applying lotions and oils on Jasmine’s arms and legs, while Urbosa poured shampoo into her hair and began gently massaging her scalp. The combined rubdown caused Jasmine to lean back into Urbosa’s solid frame, sighing contentedly as the three focused on turning her into a relaxed puddle.”
“Oh Allah, I had no idea how much I needed this.” Jasmine thought to herself as she started to let her mind drift. “I’ll give Anon this much, his girls really know how to pamper a woman.”
“You know princess,” Urbosa began as she poured water down Jasmine’s hair, “you seemed rather tense before. We HAVE been trained in the art of massages if you’d like some relief.”
“That actually sounds lovely Urbosa,” Jasmine moaned out, “go right ahead.”
At that, the girls began rubbing the Princess down, Monique starting with her feet and slowly moving upward, Jessica on her hands and moving u her arms, and Urbosa rubbing her shoulders and back with rather firm movements, her thumbs pressing into her and rotating in small circles.
“Mmmm.” Jasmine moaned, basically becoming a puddle in the harem’s hands. “You girls are WONDERFUL. I’m half tempted to see if Anon won’t let me take you back with me!”
“Don’t get too ahead of yourself your majesty,” Jessica began. “We haven’t gotten to the best part yet.”
“Oh?” Jasmine asked, her curiosity piqued. “And what is the best parMMMPH!?”
Anything else that Jasmine had to say was cut off as Jessica mashed her mouth onto the princess’ own lips, her tongue forcing it way into Jasmine’s mouth. As this was happening, Urbosa’s hands moved to Jasmine’s front and began massaging the princess’ brown orbs and Monique’s hands slid to Jasmine’s crotch where they started gently teasing her nether lips.
“Now that’s not fair Jessica!” Monique fake whined. “I thought we’d agreed that I’d get to be her first lesbian kiss?”
“To be fair Monique,” Urbosa grunted as she wrapped her strong and muscled legs around Jasmine to keep her from squirming away, “You were everyone else’s firsts in that regard. It’s about time someone else got that honor, don’t you think?
With a small pout, Monique simply returned to the in between of Jasmine’s legs, which were flailing about. “Gotta say, she’s a spunky one. I haven’t seen someone put up this much of a struggle since Iris joined.” With that, Monique dove under the water in between Jasmine’s legs, and started licking in between the folds of the royal pussy.
Jessica’s lips then finally moved from Jasmine’s, and after taking a moment for both beauty’s to catch their breath, Jessica then latched her lips onto Jasmine’s nearest nipple and began gently sucking, her tongue rolling around the nipple.
With her lips now free, Jasmine started voicing her objections. “Grhm, Stop! What do you think you’re doing!?” She yelled through her moaning.
“Mmm.” Jessica groaned before releasing Jasmine’s nipple. “Well your majesty,” the shorter redhead began, “Anon told us to make sure you were entertained and that all your needs were met.” She then began kissing and sucking at Jasmine’s neck, “and we could tell that you had a certain need that Anon let fester. He’s so selfish sometimes, letting a girl get all hot and bothered just so she’s more of a firework in bed later on.” Jessica then resumed kissing Jasmine’s lips, not as passionately as before, but more rapid.
“But,” Jasmine mumbled through Jessica’s kisses, “But we’re all girls! (Mmmph!) This, this so (Mmph!) wrong!”
“It’s not wrong to keep ourselves entertained princess.” Jessica murmured as she gently licked Jasmine’s lips.
As all this had been happening, Monique had been delving Jasmine’s depths with her tongue, swirling and twisting the organ inside her majesty’s folds while Monique’s nose rubbed against Jasmine’s clit, causing her flailing legs to stiffen at each rub as the dwarfish woman assaulted the princess. Before Monique was afraid she was going to have to surface, Jasmine’s whole body went stiff, her legs going ramrod straight, her back arching, and her voice screaming throughout the bathroom as her pussy quivered and contracted wildly. As Jasmine finally went limp, Monique surface, her once curly and poofy hair straightened out from the water and coming down to her feet.
“So,” she began as she caught her breath, “Did I break my record?”
“You had Jessica and I helping you Monique.”Urbosa lectured calmly. “You know that doesn’t count by default.”
With a little hmph, Monique and the others looked at Jasmine, still more than a little blessed out of her mind and panting to catch her breath, her tongue dangling from her mouth.
“Poor thing,” Monique cooed. “Anon really just left you all pent up didn’t he?”
“I…I don’t get it.” Jasmine moaned through her panting. “I mean, he was insatiable yesterday but…why am I so…”
“Eager?” Urbosa asked. “He has that effect on women I find. So is it safe to assume that you’re still not finished yet?”
With a guilty look on her face, Jasmine nodded, desperately trying to avoid the other women’s gazes. Urbosa just smiled widely as she continued.
“Well then, seeing how you’ve already gotten off already, I’d say it’s only fair that you return the favor.” At that, Jasmine’s eyes widened as she turned her face upward at the Amazon with shock on her face. “Now don’t look like that,” Urbosa chided the princess. “This is how things work here. A little tit for tat so to speak, and seeing how she nearly drowned I’d say you owe Monique a fair bit of tat for her tit wouldn’t you?”
At that, Monique smiled and stood up from the water and climbed over the side of the bath, allowing Jasmine a better look at the shorter woman. While Monique was easily the size of a child height wise, the rest of her didn’t seem to get the message. Her breasts were easily the size of Jessica’s which just looked larger on her smaller frame, with an ass that was easily more than a handful, with a lovely face with green lipstick on her full lips. Had she not been so small, she’d likely have had men willing to wage war just for a glimpse of her, but even still she painted a VERY attractive picture.
“Alright princess,” Monique said with a surprising amount of authority in her voice, “Out of the tub and lay down on your back. I know just what I want here.”
Jasmine followed the diminutive woman’s orders, shivering as her damp body touched the cooler limestone floor. Her vision was then filled with Monique’s ass and pussy as the smaller woman stood above the princess’ head and gazed down at the rest of her royal figure.
“Now then princess,” She began with a mischievous tone, “Can you guess what I have planned?”
“Not realMMMPH!” Jasmine’s voice was muffled once again by a pair of lips, but this time the lips were Monique’s nether lips as she quickly sat on the princess’ face.
“Oh YEAH!” Monique moaned out as she ground against Jasmine’s face, her arms reaching out to grab at the princess’ tits to act as a hand hold for her balance. “Get to licking princess!” Monique ordered. “This’ll be over quicker if you do!”
With no other option, Jasmine stuck out her tongue and slid it inside the smaller woman’s folds, swilling inside her and causing Monique to moan.
“Oh yes princess,” Monique groaned out as one of her hands left Jasmine’s tits in favor of her own, massaging the massive orb, “oh you ARE gonna be doing this a lot I hope you realize? You are too good to let gooooOOOH!” Monique was forced to moan as Jasmine’s tongue hit a particularly sensitive are. “Oh princess, you’ve done this before!” Jasmine tried to argue against that accusation but Monique’s ass muffled her voice too much to tell what she was saying, as Monique’s juices started flooding the Princess’ mouth.
Monique’s taste was…interesting as far as Jasmine could tell. It’s wasn’t bad by any stretch of the imagination, but…when compared to Anon it was just lacking something. Something important.
Desperate to get this to end, Jasmine brought an arm up and moved her hand to the front of Monique’s crotch where she quickly began rubbing the smaller girl’s button as quickly as she could.
“OOOOH MYYY GODDD!” Monique screamed as she threw her head back.
Jasmine then grunted as Monique’s grip on her breast tightened enough to leave bruises, as the diminutive woman’s pussy practically drenched Jasmine’s face as she came, eventually collapsing off to the side in a heap.
Jasmine was breathing heavily as she took her first gasps of air that wasn’t smothered by ass and pussy, desperately trying to ignore the smell of Monique’s juices mingling with the air. Unfortunately, the relief was short lived as she found one of her legs being lifted into the air and the feeling of something rubbing against her pussy. She looked down to see Jessica had lifted Jasmine’s leg, laid it on her shoulder, and was currently grinding her pussy against Jasmine’s.
“Mmm. My turn your majesty.” Jasmine groaned as her clit rubbed against Jasmine’s own, their juices mixing together into a sticky mess between them.
“Oh Allah, am I going to have to sate you all!?” Jasmine groaned out as she struggled to keep her focus.
“I’m afraid so princess,” Jessica moaned, “but you can rest assured you’re going to enjoy this as much as we are.” With that, Jessica leaned in, their pussy’s grinding together faster with squishing noises echoing throughout the bathroom and mixing with their moaning.
“So what do you think princess?” Jessica moaned as she ground against Jasmine.
“I..It’s…Oh Allah it’s wonderful! It feels so GOOD!” At that, Jasmine started grinding back against Jessica. “But it’s not enough! I need more! I don’t know what, but I need moooooRRREEEE!” At that, Jasmine came again, her pussy spraying juices between her and Jessica’s thighs, with Jessica following soon after with her own pussy contributing to the messy mix.
Jessica then let Jasmine’s leg fall to the side and leaned over the barely aware princess. With no words between them, Jessica latched her lips onto Jasmine’s in another passionate kiss, which Jasmine actually returned, the princess’ arms and legs wrapping around the voluptuous redhead as their tongues dueled against each other, the two moaning lightly as their breasts pressed against the other’s.
“As sweet as this is to see Jess,” came the voice of an amused Urbosa, “I think it’s my turn now.”
The two released their kiss and looked up with the sight before them causing Jasmine’s face to pale heavily. Urbosa was there in all her glory, but on her crotch was what looked to be a massive phallus, easily as large as the Amazon’s forearm, strapped onto her.
Jessica on the other hand just smiled before answering the Amazon, “Just making sure she’s all warmed up for you Urbosa.” With that she gave Jasmine a small slap on the hip. “She’s all yours.” She then stood up and backed away as Urbosa stood before Jasmine and grabbed her by the hips.
With barely any effort Urbosa lifted Jasmine into the air, bringing the princess face to face with the Amazon before Urbosa used one of her hands to force Jasmine’s lips to her own. Where’s Jessica’s kisses had a touch of warm affection, Urbosa’s was much more dominant, practically claiming the princess’ mouth as her own as the Amazon moaned into the kiss.
Soon she broke the kiss, leaving Jasmine breathless as Urbosa began lowering the princess onto the phallus of the strap on, just teasing her by rotating it against her entrance.
“Might want to exhale your majesty.” Urbosa said as both of her hands gripped Jasmine’s ass and with one strong thrust crammed in as much of the fake dick as she could into Jasmine, causing the princess to throw her head back and scream in a mixture of pain and pleasure.
“OH ALLAH! STOP! TAKE IT OUT PLEASE!” Jasmine screeched as she tried desperately to climb off the Amazon but to no avail.
“I’m afraid not your highness!” Urbosa grunted as she continued to lift and slam the princess atop the rod. “My people aren’t big on the idea of being gentle with our lovemaking, and you’ve had it too easy as it is! SO! LEARN! TO! TAKE! IT!” With each word, she started thrusting her hips into Jasmine, increasing the weight of the impacts and sending Jasmine into hysterics as she felt the wooden cock like it was going to split her in two, Jasmine’s legs kicking and flailing behind Urbosa the whole time as she pleaded.
Urbosa then slammed Jasmine into a nearby wall, keeping her from squirming away and allowing Urbosa to toss aside any remaining gentleness and just plow into Jasmine with near bruising force, her royal ass slapping against the wall with audible clapping as Urbosa’s moans mixed with Jasmine’s screams. Eventually, the pain passed, and the pleasure took center stage in the princess’ mind, her arms and legs wrapping around the taller and more muscular woman as her screams turned from pain to moans of pleasure.
But throughout it all, the degradation, the kissing, the licking, and now even the fucking, there was one thought ringing through Jasmine’s mind. For as much as she had grown to love it, it just wasn’t enough.
Anon was just so much better.
With that, tears started dripping down Jasmine’s face as she realized that she desperately NEEDED Anon. It was the only way the itch was ever going to fully go away. He had broken her, and she didn’t even know if he was aware of it.
That’s not to say Urbosa was doing a bad job of things mind, as Jasmine’s quivering cunt as it exploded juices around Urbosa’s strap-on could attest to. Urbosa quickly joined the princess, Cumming with a loud groan and fluids practically gushing down her legs. With nary a second thought, the taller redhead pulled Jasmine off of the strap-on and carried her back into the bedroom and laid the lightly sobbing princess on Anon’s grand bed where Anon himself was lounging, his erection standing at full mast.
“So Jasmine,” he began calmly, “did the others show you a good time?”
Jasmine was quiet for a long while as the rest of the harem, still minus Iris entered the room and joined the two on the bed, forming an odd half circle around them, and as Anon gently wiped her tears away. Eventually, she looked Anon in the eye and said one thing.
“I want you.”
“”I’m sorry?” The foreign Sultan asked playfully.
“I want you! Hell, I need you! I’ve come so many times, so many different ways, but it’s never enough! Please Anon! I’ll bear you as many children as you want just FUCK ME!”
With that, Anon got atop of Jasmine, took aim at her still recovering entrance, and slammed himself in with one stroke, Jasmine moaning out for all to hear. Then, with barely more mercy than Urbosa had, started thrusting himself into the lust crazed princess, the bed squeaking from his long, strong, thrusts.
The rest of the harem quickly took up their own positions around the rutting pair, Monique approaching the area in which they met, and licking at both Anon’s dick and Jasmine’s clit. Jessica moved behind Jasmine’s head, and reached out to gently massage the princess’ bouncing breasts. Urbosa took up a spot behind Anon, gently massaging his body as she gazed at her man claiming the younger woman below him.
Jasmine was beyond bliss at the moment. Every thrust, every grind, it was all perfect beyond her imagination! Her mind had gone completely blank as the pleasure overloaded her mind, all she could hear was Anon above her, thrusting and grunting away, all she could feel was Monique’s tongue, Jessica’s hands, and Anon’s dick fucking her in ways Urbosa’s strap-on never could.
Nearing the edge, Jasmine latched onto Anon, her legs wrapping around his waist while her hands grabbed his head, pulling him down so she could wrap her lips around his, her tongue meeting his eagerly as she screamed muffled screams and her pussy quivered in ecstasy. Anon did not fail to deliver as he grunted one last grunt and flooded the princess with his seed, pooling around Jasmine’s ass in a small pool.
Finally, Jasmine let go of Anon, physical exhaustion finally claiming her, the last sight before her being Anon meeting his lips with Urbosa as Monique wrapped her lips around his dick, and the last thoughts entering her mind being the best she had in days.
“This might not be so bad.”
End of chapter
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Sorry about the wait on this one guys! As you might have been able to tell, this one was a LONG one, and I hope it was well worth the wait!
Now, some of you might be wondering who the girls in the harem were. Well they’re a rather varied bunch.
Urbosa is from the latest Legend of Zelda game, because you don’t put 9 foot tall Gerudo Amazons in a game and NOT expect people to want Snu-Snu. She is, of course, owned by Nintendo.
Monique isn’t from anything in particular, she’s an original character created by the artist Jared Lindquist or JKLind. Again, I make no money here, but you really should check out the guy’s work. He pretty much solidified my thing for short stacks. (That is, short women with stacked proportions.)
The last girl, Iris, comes from Akabur’s princess trainer games. If you’re disappointed at how little she was involved in this, don’t worry. Next chapter WILL make up for it I promise. And the one after that...well I have plans for a guest apperence from another Disney Lady.
As an aside, no, don't expect a full fledged crossover with Legend of Zelda or much else. Aside from the upcoming guest star, the crossovers begin and end with the characters in the harem. So don't expect Link to show up or anything like that.
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