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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
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Terms for Jasmine (Agreements from the East)
Yeah, I still own nothing. All characters are the property of their respective owners, and that’s not me in any regard.
It’s that time again! Responding to reviews!
SailorNemesis: So, was it just the fetish, or my writing? Just wondering so I can tell where I need to improve where needed. As for the story itself, well, I hate to spoil my own work, but no. The two aren’t gonna marry. Marriage between royals usually requires something both kingdoms need, and Agrabah just has nothing to offer Mus beyond Jasmine’s ability to bear children. Important, but not unique to Agrabah. (Might still do something involving that in an alternate chapter, but that’s for later ideas.)
Of course that’s not to say that they’re gonna stop fucking each other mind, but we’ll cross that bridge when I write it.
Lunarsilver: Not gonna lie, I think I might use that idea. Not so much for this fic though, but I have a fun train of thought for a Side story in changing the grade. Also, had a feeling that chapter was right up your alley. Glad you liked it!
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Jasmine was taught to prepare for many things when she became pregnant. Morning sickness had been horrid, but that passed relatively quickly all things considered. She was told to expect the father to lose interest in sex of comfort himself with the harem till she was no longer with child if only for the baby’s sake, but Anon had yet to turn away any of her advances. There was just one thing she could never really prepare for.
“By Allah, everything HURTS!”
The soreness that comes with late stage pregnancy. Her breasts ached from milk production, her feet and back hurt from supporting her new weight, she just hurt. Sure the ladies in the harem did their best to help, they were always eager to offer massages, but they didn’t help much. Thankfully, Anon sent away for some help in alleviating her pain, but said help was days away. Till then, all she could do was rest in bed for as much as she could.
Finally though, on a day when Anon and the harem had their own businesses to attend to, help arrived.
Jasmine had been resting in bed, garbed in a silken blue robe, alone as pretty much everyone else had their own duties to attend to. Anon had a trade discussion with someone to the far East by the name of ambassador Fa, and surprisingly the rest of the harem had duties outside the palace to attend to, Monique had an ever expanding business, Jessica had a club where she sang, Urbosa ran the guards through some of the most brutal training the princess had ever seen, and Iris…well no one really knew what Iris did, just that the always came back in the evening with a lot of gold that was usually more than a little bloodstained and that crime rates in certain parts of the city suddenly dropped.
Unfortunately, this left Jasmine alone, albeit with more than a little help from the staff, and bedridden with her gravid stomach constantly pressing down on her, and her breasts leaking milk if she so much as tried to wear a top. As she dwelled on her situation, a knocking came from the door.
“Excuse me, Princess?” came the voice of one of the guards. “You have a guest here to see you.”
That caught Jasmine’s attention. Who on Earth would be visiting her? Well, seeing how the guard wasn’t at all concerned, she might as well try and play at the hostess. After making sure she was decent, she then turned her head towards the door.
“You may enter.” The princess spoke with all the dignity she could muster.
What entered was a young woman. A VERY lovely young woman Jasmine noticed entered the room. She was garbed in what looked to be rather tight fitting robes that did quite a bit to flatter her rather generous figure, her raven black hair was cut to the top of her shoulders and was even at the bottom, and her features…well put simply Jasmine had never seen a woman who looked quite like she did, but there was no denying this woman was gorgeous.
“Greetings young princess,” the woman spoke with no small amount of respect and a large bow to the bedridden royal. “My name is Mulan. I believe your Sultan Anon sent for assistance due to certain issues you were having with your pregnancy?”
That explained it. This woman was the doctor Anon sent for awhile ago. Though, why he had to send to…wherever she came from, was beyond her, but never let it be said that Jasmine would refuse help when offered.
“Ah. Yes, thank you for coming Miss Mulan.” Jasmine spoke politely. You’ll excuse me for not standing to greet you, it’s just…well…my pregnancy has been a rough one since I got to this state.” The princess then gestured to her greatly expanded stomach.
Mulan simply smiled gently at that. “That’s part of why I’m here your majesty. You see, in my land we have a special lotion.” Mulan then pulled a rather large bottle from under her robes. “It’s specially designed to treat all of your aches and pains. If you like, I could apply it onto you?”
At the first mention of something that could finally end her soreness, Jasmine all but tore her robe off to better present herself to the doctor. Her pregnancy had caused many things to happen to her now exposed body. Her stomach was, as mentioned before, quite gravid now, easily extending past her breasts, her breasts had expanded in size significantly to the point none of her tops fit anymore and would regularly leak milk with even the slightest pressure (And oh did Anon and the Harem have fun when THAT started), and her hips and ass had expanded noticeably. “I have to say Mulan it’s rather odd to see a female Doctor. Not that I’m complaining mind you…”
Jasmine then turned to see the woman known as Mulan had, much to the jaded princess’ now lack of surprise, stripped down as well. Much to Jasmine’s actual surprise though, Mulan’s figure was less the softness of a merchant that she’d expected, but more like Urbosa’s. She was somewhat muscular and toned, almost like a soldier would be, though that did nothing to detract from her femininity. Her breasts, while not quite to Monique or even Jasmine’s level, were still on the larger side of the spectrum and exceptionally firm. Her legs weren’t as long as Jessica’s, but still had a good length to then and were smooth and just as toned as the rest of her. Finally, her ass was probably the firmest ass Jasmine had ever seen. A fair bit to grab, but no bounce whatsoever.
Mulan let out a little chuckle as she looked at Jasmine’s face. “You’re drooling a little bit your majesty.”
Jasmine quickly wiped her mouth as she looked away, her face bright red as she wiped her mouth. Mulan just laughed louder at the sight.
“Relax princess!” She said through the laughter. “I’ve been around Anon’s harem enough that I’m rather used to that reaction.”
“S-still,” Jasmine stuttered, “I am royalty. I’m supposed to be better than that! And why are you stripping down in the first place!?” Jasmine exclaimed in a desperate attempt to reclaim her dignity.
“Well princess,” Mulan said calmly as she sat beside Jasmine on the bed, “applying this lotion is a messy affair, and I’d rather not mess up my clothes.” She then poured a rather large glob of the stuff onto her hands, filling the room with the smell of lavenders. “Now please lay back so we can get started.”
With a mild grunt of discomfort, Jasmine laid back onto the bed, her heavily pregnant stomach pointing upward as her milk engorged breasts barely flattened due to their contents. Mulan then laced her lotion filled hands onto the princess’ stomach and began moving them around, gently massaging the lotion into her skin. The effects were felt near instantly by the gravid princess; the strain she constantly felt on her stomach was greatly alleviated causing Jasmine to let out soft moans of pleasure.
“Its good stuff isn’t it?” Mulan spoke with mirth as her hands started trailing down Jasmine’s legs, gently rubbing in the lotion into the smooth skin. “It works so quickly, it’s almost a miracle in itself.”
“I…I feel so relaxed…” Jasmine groaned out. “I haven’t felt this good in weeks!”
Mulan then moved herself inside of Jasmine’s legs, where she then started applying the lotion onto the inside of the princess’ thighs. “I must say I’ve never seen skin quite as nice as your’s princess. So silky and smooth, I could rub it all day.”
“Thank you Mulan.” Jasmine moaned. “It’s hard work keeping up…” Jasmine then pushed herself up on her shoulders to see Mulan gently stroking just on the sides of Jasmine’s pussy. “Oh for goodness sake, how did I not see this coming?!”
“I’m terribly sorry Princess,” Mulan moaned as she moved her head close enough to inhale Jasmine’s scent, “but I’ve never been able to help myself when it comes to this sort of thing.” Mulan then licked Jasmine’s pussy from the very bottom to the top of her clit, causing Jasmine to shudder in pleasure. “Anon and his harem can vouch for that.”
Jasmine just rolled her eyes at that. “Whatever, look, could you at least finish putting that lotion on me first?” She spoke with irritation in her voice. “I know how this normally goes by now, and at this point I normally wouldn’t object overly so, but I REALLY need that lotion before I’m up for anything like that.”
Mulan just smiled and slid up Jasmine’s front, her hands gathering more lotion from the princess’ stomach as she went before stopping at her milk engorged breasts. “As you wish your majesty.” Mulan then started gently massaging and groping at Jasmine’s tits, drawing sharp gasps from the princess with every squeeze and tweak of her nipples.
“C-Careful!” Jasmine moaned out, her legs grinding together, “If you keep doing that I’m…I’m going to…” URG!” With that, milk started flowing out from Jasmine’s nipples, flowing down her sides onto the bed below.
“Well we can’t have that.” Mulan whispered as she stared at the lactating breasts. “That’s just wasteful really. “She then moved her head to Jasmine’s right breast, latched her lips onto the leaking nipple, and started sucking, the sweet liquid flowing into her mouth and down her throat as she gulped it down.
“H-hey!” Jasmine managed to get out through her moaning, her hand trying futilely to push the nursing woman away from her. “That’s not for you! Damnit, get off!”
Mulan released her lips from the milk spurting nipple for a brief moment to stare at the irritated princess with a concerned look. “But Princess, it’s all just going to go to waste otherwise. Plus, this WILL help a great deal with the soreness of your breasts.”
Jasmine just blushed and looked away. “Trust me, I already knew about how this would help. Anon and I found that out awhile ago.”
Mulan just smiled and started licking at the milk still flowing out of Jasmine’s right nipple, eventually licking at the nipple itself. “Somehow I’m not surprised. Still, just let me work princess.” She then returned her mouth to the top of Jasmine’s breast and resumed sucking out the milk, her right hand squeezing at the breast to help with the flow, leaving Jasmine to just close her eyes and moan as Mulan eventually switched over to her left breast and start there after the right finally stopped giving milk.
As the last breast started to tap out, Mulan took one last long suck to get what remained, but rather than swallow it, she instead moved her head up to Jasmine’s and pressed her mouth against the princess’, her tongue forcing the royal’s mouth open and sharing her own breast milk which Jasmine quickly gulped down as she returned the kiss.
Eventually, the two broke apart, a trail of saliva connecting them before Mulan spoke up again.
“I’m going to need you to sit up for this last part princess.” She moaned as she moved away from the bed. “Just face the wall if you would, all that’s left is your back.”
With that, Jasmine obeyed Mulan’s orders, sitting upright and turning so that her backside was facing the door. She then heard to cap for the lotion bottle opening again, and what sounded like a significant amount of it being poured out. Oddly enough though, wherever Mulan was pouring that stuff, it was not anywhere on Jasmine’s person. Before she could question anything though, Jasmine felt something warm, firm with a bit of softness, and coated in the lotion pressing against her back. She then felt hot air blowing past her ear as Mulan’s voice whispered to her.
“Well princess, are you ready for the last of your treatment?” As Mulan said this, Jasmine felt the familiar weight of firm breasts with their diamond hard nipples pressing against her backside, slowly rubbing up and down as the other woman moaned out gently.”Because the last bit here is rather…intimate.”
“Mmmm…”Jasmine moaned out. “Do whatever you think will help.”
With that, Mulan began rubbing as much of herself as she could on Jasmine’s back, her breasts in particular had a lot of focus in rubbing the princess’ backside, while her pelvis ground against Jasmine’s gropeable ass, Mulan’s juices mixing with the lotion, with the princess herself doing nothing but leaning into Mulan’s rubbing and enjoying the sensations she was experiencing.
After awhile of this, Mulan’s hands moved towards Jasmine’s front where they then ducked under her stomach and onto Jasmine’s pussy, where they then began gently sliding their fingers in and out of her as Mulan continued to rub her front on Jasmine’s back. Jasmine, for her part, simply grabbed the back of Mulan’s head and pressed her lips against the lotioned up woman’s own, their tongues dueling against one another for dominance as the two moaned.
Eventually, with her pussy lips quivering around Mulan’s fingers, Jasmine came, her screams muffled by the lip lock. Eventually, the two broke the kiss and just stared at each other.
“I must say doctor…”Jasmine gasped out breathlessly, “That’s one of the best treatments I’ve ever had.”
“I’m glad you think so princess.” Mulan replied with no small amount of mirth in her voice. “That said, I feel that I should mention that I’m not a doctor.”
An uncomfortable silence settled into the room before Jasmine was able to bring herself to speak again.
“What?” She squeaked out, her eyes wide as plates.
The door to the bedroom opened up again, with Anon striding into the room.
“Jasmine, I know this is a long shot,” Anon began with no small amount of concern, “but you wouldn’t have happened to…” He then looked at the pair on the bed. “Well then,” he said with a grin, “I guess that wasn’t such a long shot. Princess Jasmine, I see you’ve already met Ambassador Fa Mulan of China.”
“…Ambassador?” Jasmine squeaked out of sheer panic. “I…I just did all that with a foreign dignitary!?”
“Mmm hmm.” Mulan affirmed before lifting one of her now soaked hands to her lips and started licking them. “I must say Anon, I rather like this one. She tastes a bit better than you do.”
“Well come now Mulan,” Anon spoke as he began disrobing, “we do have our regular negotiations to turn to here. Since you helped yourself to my houseguest, I assume that we can be expecting a bonus on top of our regular shipments this time around? Double the exploding powder perhaps?”
Mulan just stood up and moved to the front of Jasmine, her dripping snatch leaking juices onto the mattress as her scent wafted into Jasmine’s nose. “How about I triple it if the princess here can get me off?” She then placed her hand on the back of Jasmine’s head and pulled her forward, forcing the pregnant princess onto her knees before the Chinese ambassador.
“I think that’s up to Jasmine here.” Anon said as he slid behind Jasmine, his hands taking hold of her melons as his erect dick slid between her asscheeks. “Honestly though, I’m partial to that agreement.” He then started thrusting back and forth in between Jasmine’s cheeks, hot-dogging the pregnant princess.
“Wait!” Jasmine ordered as her hands grabbed Mulan’s hips. “What are you two talking about?!”
Mulan let off a light chuckle as she gently stroked Jasmine’s face. “Well my dear, my country produces a special little powder that, when exposed to flame, bursts into explosions. Anon arranged a nice little trade with me for it. Either he or someone associated with him gets me off and good, then I ensure he gets a yearly shipment.”
“I’d say I did pretty well for my first time negotiating” Anon added in as his hand reached for the lotion.
“As well as your first time pleasuring a woman.” Mulan added with a nod. She then turned her head towards Jasmine. “So what do you say princess? Want to see if you can’t help Anon out a bit?”
At that, Jasmine’s face took on a determined looks as she yanked the muscular woman towards her, the princess’ mouth latching onto the ambassador’s pussy, her tongue stroking up and down the slit with particular attention being paid to Mulan’s clit.
“Ooooh!” Mulan moaned out. “You and your girls have this one trained WELL Anon!”
“Well what can I say?” Anon grunted out as he slowly started pushing his now lotioned dick against Jasmine’s asshole. “You’d have to force Monique off her face with a stick sometimes.” He then managed to get the head of his cock inside the Princess’ ass, and slowly slid himself in till his pelvis was resting against Jasmine’s plush cheeks, causing the princess to moan around Mulan’s pussy, causing the ambassador to moan in pleasure.
The three of them continued on like that, Anon’s hips thrusting into Jasmine’s ass with a clap from her cheeks at the end of every thrust, Jasmine lapping at Mulan’s pussy, he tongue alternating between twisting and turning inside her or twilling in circles around her clit, while Mulan just rubbed Jasmine’s head while cooing sweet nothings into the air.
“Come on princess,” Mulan panted out as she began thrusting her hips forward to try and get more of Jasmine’s tongue inside her, “Just a little more. Just. A little. MMMORRRRE!” With that, Mulan’s cunt clamped down onto Jasmine’s tongue, her juices spraying all over the princess’ face. As she came down, Mulan knelt down so that she and Jasmine were now face to face. “I must say your majesty,” she moaned out as she licked her juices off of the princess’ face, “I might just quadruple the shipment at this rate.”
Rather than say anything, Jasmine just leaned in and kissed Mulan again, though much more forcefully than she had before, practically trying to claim the more muscular woman’s lips. At the sight of this, Anon’s thrusts sped up, the clapping of Jasmine’s ass now sounding like applause as he went, one of his hands gripping her breasts while the other grabbed at the princess’ hair. Soon after Anon started trading speed in his thrusting for power, his thrusts becoming long hard strides, the hand in Jasmine’s hair pulling her back and breaking her lip lock with Mulan.
“YES ANON!” She screamed, “DON’T STOP! DON’T EVER STOP! MY ASS IS YOURS! PLOW INTO ME DEEPER! CLAIM ME!”
With one final thrust and a grunt, Anon came deep inside Jasmine’s ass, the warmth from his seed causing Jasmine to reach her own orgasm, nearly collapsing to the bed if it wasn’t for Mulan moving quickly to keep her up. As Anon slowly pulled himself out of Jasmine’s ass, Mulan helped the princess lay on her side as Anon’s seed slowly pour out of Jasmine and onto the bed.
“So…” Jasmine gasped out, “what did you think?”
Mulan just smiled as she moved Jasmine onto her back. “I’d say I’m not quite done here yet.” Mulan then lowered herself between Jasmine’s legs and started lapping at her pussy lips, drawing groans from the exhausted princess.
Anon, after using a bit of water and a rag to clean himself up a bit (Nothing nasty, don’t worry, it’s just making sure) took up a position behind Mulan and pressed himself against her asshole this time. “Y’know Mulan,” he began as he started pressing forward, “I don’t believe you’ve ever let me have this hole.”
Mulan then moved her head back from Jasmine’s cunt before responding. “Well I suppose now is as good a time as any wouldn’t you?” She then returned to her ministrations on Jasmine, much to the Princess’ joy.
With that, Anon then forced his dick inside of Mulan’s ass as hard as he could, eventually popping the head in after some effort. While Jasmine’s ass was certainly tight, Mulan’s lifestyle had blessed her with an ass like a vice. It almost hurt as Anon slowly forced the rest of himself inside Mulan’s ass. How the Ambassador wasn’t screaming her head off was beyond Anon, but as his hips came to rest against Mulan’s muscular ass he decided he wasn’t gonna start complaining. He then began thrusting long slow thrusts, barely even making the bed squeak as he went.
Mulan, if her groaning from Anon’s actions was any indicator, was enjoying herself to no small degree. She’d stopped licking at Jasmine’s cunt and was currently thrusting fingers inside her again, two from each hand, while licking the princess’ clit at a rapid pace, Jasmine squirming and moaning all the while. Sweat dripping down their bodies as they went.
Anon’s thrusting began picking up speed again, but while Jasmine’s ass allowed for loud claps to echo through the room, Mulan’s much firmer one didn’t allow for as high a volume, though Anon’s strained grunting from trying to move in the tightassed ambassador was doing much to make up for that deficit.
“Goddamn Mulan, “Anon groaned out. “What the fuck do you do to keep your ass like this!?”
Mulan chuckled at that. “You’d be amazed what a soldier’s lifestyle can do for a person Anon.” She then stiffened as Anon’s hand reached around and grasped at Mulan’s clit. “Oh yeah!” She moaned, “You know EXACTLY what to do don’t you anon?”
Mulan then latched her lips onto Jasmine’s clit, causing the princess to go stiff as she came hard from the sensation, Mulan’s fingers nearly getting crushed from the sheer pressure Jasmine’s lower lips had a they clamped down. As this was happening Anon was beginning to reach his peak, and his thrusts were becoming more wild and manic as he got closer to the edge, with Mulan trailing not too much further behind him.
“That’s it Anon, “she groaned out, “keep thrusting! Harder! HARDER! HARRRDER! YES!”
With that, the two stiffened and came hard, their screaming echoing through the room until Anon finally collapse atop of Mulan, his dick still embedded inside her.
As the trio caught their breath, Jasmine added her own two cents. “Say, Mulan.”
“Hmm?” The ambassador mumbled in recognition.
“If you promise to come with the shipments every now and then, do you think you could arrange some exploding powder to come to Agrabah?”
“Mulan chuckled at that. “I think that could be arranged.” She muttered as she gently rubbed Jasmine’s thigh.
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