Chapter 0 - Revenge of Jafar

How the Mighty have fallen.

A red and black cobra coiled around its squirming meal as she was swallowed whole. Her cries were muffled by the tight hot innards compressing around her consumed head, the snake ingested her shoulders and moving down to her modest bare bosom. The large cobra took a perverse joy in licking over the girl's large dark nipples, hardening them and lubricating her teats. Her clothes were shredded under her, leaving her naked for the snake's tastes and easier to digest when she was fully consumed.

Her breasts were smaller than the cobra would like, but it enjoyed feeling her soft globs enter its stretched mouth. The woman was slender and petite, making it easier for the snake to slide its mouth down over her flat belly. The snake's long body unwound from her kicking long legs, the snake having consumed all of her upper body to seal the girl's fate. It consumed her ass and her hips, gliding down to her thighs as it lifted up its head.

Her lower legs briefly hung out of the snake's mouth, the cobra basking in how it could eat this runaway girl in broad daylight without anyone seeing it. Dozens were passing by the alleyway as the snake sucked in her shins and calves, drooling from the delicious meal that it had successfully captured. Her feet wriggled wildly as they were devoured into the snake's closing mouth, the snake took a hearty gulp to send the struggling crying girl further into its bulging and swelling body. Contorting to the girl's pleasant shape, the snake's body easily sent the trapped girl into the largest swollen area where two other girls were trapped after being swallowed earlier.

The snake took a moment to rest, having strained itself to capture this girl and to devour her. It was using its power to keep itself unseen and unheard, ensuring that the denizens of Agrabah would not notice the large snake. While there were rumors of girls going missing, no one had yet to discover any idea as to what was causing the disappearances. In truth, the guards weren't looking too hard since the missing girls were orphans, runaways, discarded concubines or courtesans. Who cared if a few street rat girls were gone?

Despite its successful hunt, the cobra knew that this was a lowly existence. For you see, this giant cobra-anaconda hybrid was once a human being. Not just any human being, he was once a sultan, he was once a sorcerer. He had been the most powerful sorcerer in the world and contained power which made genies look second rate by comparison. 

All of that was taken from him.

A Street Rat tricked him into losing his power and later on destroyed him completely. As far as the world knew, the traitorous vizer known as Jafar was dead. The villain's name was a curse unto itself, a boogeyman to scare children into going to bed at night or else Jafar would get them. Jafar was a name which would live in infamy through the history of Agrabah.

However, even evil had loved ones. Jafar's twin sister Nasira had tried to resurrect Jafar in a dangerous scheme. The scheme was thwarted, but Nasira was able to summon enough power to bring forth a portion of her brother's soul. With her last breath, she was able to send the spirit fragment into the nearest living creature that was around. A small newborn cobra which was ignored as Nasira's hideout was raided and Aladdin killed the sorceress.

And so began Jafar's miserable life as a snake, slithering through the slums of Agrabah scrapping a lowly living as a scavenger. The snake ate mice, rats, birds, eggs and sometimes small dogs and pigs. It hated everything that it consumed, but the snake had to survive and it had to grow. It hunted what it hated so that it could grow strong enough to hunt those he hated most of all. It was that hate that drove him to feed until he was large enough to hunt and devour people.

Jafar's memories would never be fully restored for his soul was forever shattered. But Jafar could use a semblance of his once potent power, primarily to enhance his new form's growth, alter the effects of his venom and hide his movements from sight and hearing. And so, Jafar slowly grew and survived over the course of several weeks while peering at the royal palace and its golden roofs.

He once briefly ruled from that great palace. He was once the sultan and the most powerful being on earth. Now he was an oversized serpent not much higher than the street rats and drifters that he subsisted on. All of his hate was focused on that place and he would tear it to the ground if he still had the power. It was a dream that Jafar could never make true in his current state.

Instead, he crept ever closer to the palace district by district and street by street. There were always people going in and out of the palace gates. He could remain patient for whoever long it took until the opportune moment appeared. Then he would break into the palace, strangle that loathesome upjumped street rat to death. Then he'd do the same to the princess and let her see his hate filled eyes as the last thing she saw before she died.

But for now, he stalked a disgraced daughter cast out by her father. Jafar didn't care for why the young woman was sobbing as she wondered the dark streets at night. He only cared for her fat ass swaying up and down with her walk, the woman only wore a thin veil over her body. It may have been the only thing that the blue eyed beauty could get before she was thrown out. 

For now, Jafar just followed this girl into an alley where she was going to take shelter. She seemed to notice that some was wrong and jolted her back up against the wall. She could not see Jafar, but she could see the sands shifting due to some unseen force. Jafar loomed up his upper body while slithering his body into the tight space. There would be no where for this girl to hide or to run and so Jafar took his time to savor this chase.

This brown skinned girl was blue eyed and her black hair ran wildly down her shoulders and back. Her slender form was visible through the woman's thin body veil with a large bosom topped by big plump dark nipples that made the serpent drool. This woman would have made an excellent concubine with her youthful beauty and her desperate situation. In his prime, Jafar would have had this girl dancing in the palm of his hand, dancing in front of his throne in the thinnest and tiniest dancing garments and then dancing on his lap in the bedroom.

However, the girl would taste delicious in his mouth...

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Weeks pass...

By mere chance, Jafar had finally gotten a chance to return to the palace.

Jafar found it insultingly easy to slither into the royal court through the front gate. He was shocked at how a little magic made him so undetectable even as servants and guests were tripped by his long winding form. The snake wondered around the palace from there, re-familiarizing himself with the area that he had lived so long in as a vizier. Here where he had to bow to lesser beings and stay in the shadow of those who did not deserve their power.

The memories were returning to the serpent, making him hiss in anger at a portrait of the short and chubby old sultan. The giant cobra now had the urge to find the sultan's quarters and wring the old man's body to dust. The snake wouldn't even eat him, he would just let the old man lie there like lions did to the hyenas that they tore apart. Let the maggots and rats eat his corpse, the snake wouldn't demean himself by letting that old man rot in his belly.

Besides, the cobra had a far better idea about how to get revenge on the sultan and his other enemies. The cobra still remembered where the princess' quarters were and also knew that the guards were dumb enough to be distracted by stupid things. For instance, the guards who should be watching Jasmine were instead intrigued by the female garments that the snake had regurgitated from a past victim. Curious about if a woman was wondering around naked or why there was a slimy slobber on her clothes, the guards took it upon themselves to investigate.

What really surprised Jafar was that he didn't see the princess' pet tiger in her bedroom. It appeared that the servant's rumors about the royal hunting party were true. Which meant that the tiger appeared to have gone with the sultan and Aladdin on the hunting party. Likely at the princess' orders since she didn't feel that she'd need any protection.

“Fool.” Then Jafar stopped and his eyes widened when he saw her again. She was sitting in the bench of her private bathhouse. Swishing her hand around in a full pool of steaming warm water. “Princess...Jasmine...”

He had forgotten how beautiful and desirable Princess Jasmine was. No, his faded memory paled compared to the reality now standing before him. The slender young girl seemed more sensual, voluptuous and luscious to the unseen cobra. Her brown olive skin was plastered with sweat that ran down her arms and her flat belly. Her pretty face was adorned with high cheekbones, brown eyes with full trimmed eyelashes and lush straight black hair that ran down to her shins.

“Princess...” She was stripping out of her cloths, pulling her top up over her head. Her released breasts bounced down, the snake's eyes widened at the sight of her bare heavy huge breasts. They were perfectly shaped and filled with soft fat, tipped with big dark nipples as delicious as chocolate. The princess' breasts had grown since the last time Jafar saw the wench, he swore that he saw a light white cream sliver out of the tips of her teats.

“Milk...” So the street rat had gotten to the princess first. Their babe may be with the street father or that fat oaf. Perhaps the street rat's father was looking after the babe, it didn't matter truly. Human Jafar would have raged at yet another defeat at his nemesis' hands. But the hidden cobra was slobbering, seeing the lactation as simply cream filling for when the princess was in its mouth.

Her pants had already been discarded, leaving her naked from her feet up to her full plump thighs and her wide hips accentuated by her narrow waist. The stretch marks confirmed the snake's guess, but they did not detract from the girl's desirable luscious form. The princess bent down to check the temperature of the bathwater, hoisting up her massive ass that seemed to be clapping as her fat cheeks absently bounced off of each other.

The snake found it hard to stay patient, watching the princess pour water over herself. Watching her rubbing soap and cleaning perfumes over her untied hair and her glistening dark skin. The embers of Jafar's past lust were being aroused, putting the snake into a sense of heightened excitement that he'd never felt with his other meals. They had all be delicious and he had enjoyed their terror and despair, but he had attacked them quickly and then was done with them.

Jasmine was different. This beautiful olive skinned princess remained at Jafar's mercy for the next half of an hour. A whole palace of guards were at the princess' call, but none of them could help her. The great serpent could snatch up the princess now if he wanted to. He could choke her to death now and leave her her to rot.

Instead, he was savoring his own excitement. The snake was smiling and droolling, watching the wet Jasmine stand up out of the bathwater. The snake watched her rub oil over her heavy huge breasts, the girl moaning as her dark nipples hardened. She rubbed it over her belly, her arms and her legs, cupping her own ass to keep every spot lubricated. Letting the snake see between her legs at the forbidden thick meaty peach that was denied to him in his past life.

The snake was getting itself into position, watching the princess grab her own lubricated breasts to massage herself. Her very breath seemed sensual to the snake, the princess was licking her lips as if anticipating something. White slivers of creamy milk leaked out of the tips of her hard nipples like facets that weren't quite shut off. Her drenched black hair laid over her shoulders and back like a damp cloth.

“Mine...” As with many victims, Jafar's first strike came swiftly and without any warning. The serpent had aimed for Jasmine's breasts, but instead sank its fangs into her shoulder. The princess' scream died in her throat as a fast moving twister of thick scaled coils spun around her and lifted her off of her feet. The bath water splashed around everywhere in the steamy room as the giant snake captured its royal prize.

“My princess...” The serpent looked upon its work and marveled at the struggling and moaning girl now trapped in its grip. Princess Jasmine was trapped in the snake's great body, engulfed up to her neck in thick layers of squeezing gripping coils crushing upon her perfect voluptuous body. Her chest stuck out of the cocoon of coils, making it easy for the snake to apply specific pressure to the princess' lactating massive mammaries.

“Jafar-” The princess gasped, her breath taken away by the cocoon of coils swarming over her trapped body. Princess and cobra looked at each other in the bath water, the giant snake looking the princess dead in the eye to know how much he wanted her and how much he hated her. She was utterly helpless in his grasp, her arms pinned to her sides so that she was now at his complete mercy.

“Good...she knows...” The snake could feel the princess' strength fading away, his tightening grip making her unable to scream out for help. The snake willed his long layers to increase the pressure on the princess, making her gasp out unable to get back her breath. Jasmine gasped as crushing force squeezed down on her body and then took in a desperate breath when the pressure disappeared.

“Fight me princess...you will lose...” Jafar was just toying with Jasmine now, waiting for his venom to take effect and fully take the fight from the girl. In the meantime, he suddenly started to squeeze the busty princess again, this time two loops gripped around each big heavy breast to squeeze and stretch the bulging mammaries, drenching the princess's body in more of her own milk. “Yes...a proper bath for a scrumptous meal.”

“No...stop...” Jasmine inhaled a strangled breath, moaning from the forceful grip pushing upon her slender body. The snake strangled her bulging enormous breasts, squeezed her slender neck just to enjoy Jasmine's groans and whimpers. Jafar would release pressure just enough to keep from suffocating her and then squeeze her again for his own satisfaction.

“No...I'm enjoying this...too much...” Even as the princess' struggles waned, Jafar continued to loosen and tighten his hold over Jasmine. He was too intoxicated with the terror on the beautiful girl's face, waching her powerlessness as he squeezed her after she caught her breath and then tightened his hold on her to the point of near choking.

“Help...someone...help...” Jasmine heaved and coughed, her struggles weakening and barely able to breath. She tried to fight against the massed scaled bundled wrapped over her beautiful body, but it was a losing effort. She had lost this fight before it had even started and now she was being toyed with as a cat plays with a captured mouse.

“Sing for me...” The cobra taunted, encircling its tail around the woman's head and covering over her eyes. She was near paralyzed now and at the serpent's mercy, still being squeezed by the snake's powerful grip as she felt her bones ache. Each time Jasmine thought she was at her breaking point, the serpent would just squeeze her more tightly. 

“So sweet...so salty...” The princesss and moaned as the cobra's tongue flicked upon her erect nipples to lap some milk into its mouth. The pressure on her huge breasts made them feel like they could burst from the pressure. Or else, the princess would feel unwanted pleasure from how her sensitive udders were caressed and rubbed repeatedly.

“Princess?” Jafar heard a knock at the door, a handmaiden from the sound of it. Jasmine groaned as Jafar squeezed her again, keeping her silent as the handmaiden continued to knock. “Princess? Are you well?”

The snake flicked its tongue over its mouth, the cruel creature coming up with a wicked idea. “I have lost a towel. Could you help me dry off?” Jasmine's eyes widened from hearing her voice come out of the snake's mouth. The trapped princess could only watch as the snake manipulated its body to unlock the bedroom door and let in another victim.

With Dalia caring for the baby, Jasmine's cousin Sharma had taken her place as Jasmine's personal attendant. Sharma was a young woman with a strong appearance to her maternal cousin, though her hair only went to her waist and her body was a bit less developed. However, the oblivious girl would make for a good appetizer as she stripped out of her modest garments to reveal her flawless slender body. 

“Princess?” Sharma insisted on being formal despite Jasmine's pestering, looking around and seeing no sign of her kinswoman or the giant snake whose body was sprawled around the room and the bathhouse. Sharma's bosom and rump were a size smaller than her cousin's, but they were both soft and firm as they bounced with each step that the maid made. The heated mist was already causing the girl's dark-red nipples to rise and emerge out of her swollen areolae. 

Jafar gave a glance towards Jasmine as Sharma wondered closer. If snake's could smile, Jafar would have given a wicked one to the princess. When the giant cobra turned towards the pleasantly unaware Sharma, Jasmine could only pray that her cousin's death would be quick. Yet, Jasmine's consciousness was fading away and she was only barely aware of her surroundings where she was, smothered in a cocoon of scales pressing onto her.

“Cousin? Princess-” Sharma couldn't even scream when Jafar snapped his jaws onto her thigh and pulled her off of her feet. Three thick coils rapidly wrapped around the handmaiden as she was held upside down. Her hair and breasts dangled down as the girl wheezed and gasped for air, the giant snake tightening its grip over her body as he basked in his second prize.

“It's not wise to spoil dinner...” The snake taunted the half awake princess, vaguely and sadly aware of the tearful eyes of her cousin hanging in front of her. Jafar couldn't have been more excited, seeing that he had two beautiful and bountiful women in his grasp. He moved his head down towards Sharma and licked over her neck and face. “But I do have a sweet tooth...”

“Sharma...” Jasmine breathed out, her sight fading as her cousin's head was dipped into Jafar's opening maw. The snake licked over the whimpering girl's face to taste her tears, savoring the taste of this royal kinsman as her head vanished within the snake's mouth. Strands of black hair momentarily hung outside of the snake's jaws as it loosened the hold of its loops around her body.

From here, consuming Sharma was easy with gravity assisting the giant snake. Jafar slowly swallowed the upside down servant, quickly reaching her bouncing soft breasts. This was among Jafar's favorite parts of the female speciman and the serpent was shameless in basking in the taste of the fat filled jugs. His mouth could melt over the virgin breasts that would be his and only his to taste and touch.

“Sweet does not describe you...” The snake coiled its tongue around the girl's breasts, squeezing them and filling its senses with her scent. The hardened untouched teats scrapped against the roof of the snake's mouth. It slightly chewed over the girl's breasts, making her moan in his gullet and stretched out his mouth to take in the girl's gifted bosom.

Jasmine remained tightly trapped, breathing more easily as Jafar's hold on her was slightly loosened while still firm. As delicious as her cousin was, Jafar was slobbering thinking of how much more tasty Jasmine would be once she was consumed. Sharma's belly would remain flat and her flower was untouched, the perfect virgin meal for Jafar's stomach as he slide his mouth over her torso. Her legs hung open obscenely, showing off her bare genitals for the snake to gaze upon knowing that this girl would belong to him forever.

Jafar cruelly played between the girl's legs, feeling her muffled screams in his throat as he licked her crotch and her ass. Both of which vanished inside of the advancing maw of the snake, its body now contorting to the royal cousin's alluring shape. With her legs awkwardly held open, the cobra had to manage its mouth to force her thighs back together without breaking her legs. Once done, gravity allowed Jafar to swallow up her legs in several big gulps.

“You...won't...get away...with this...” Jasmine gasped out, Jafar's coils tightening around her suddenly as the cobra leaned down its head. The cobra made the princess witness her cousin's feet disappear into his mouth, watch the girl's soles get flicked over before they vanished forever. Jafar let Jasmine see him swallow down her handmaiden as her slender form formed an opaque bulge in the snake's throat and slid down into a long journey through Jafar's vast winding body.

“I already have princess...” Jafar taunted, unwinding his body from the princess and letting her lay down against one of his loops, loosely keeping two coils under her breasts and around her legs. The princess had no strength left now, even if Jafar let her go completely, she wouldn't be able to move or run. The wet princess whose massive breasts were slick with milk, sweat and water was bringing the cobra into a state of uncontrolled salivation.

“But enough playing girl.” Jafar had been waiting for this moment for years, shivers ran through his scales when he dipped Jasmine's feet into his opening mouth. Slowly, the girl's shins and calves were licked and gripped by the hot gullet of the cobra's advancing maw. Jasmine's breasts rose and fell with each slow breath, the princess now laying limply against the snake's coils and slowly falling to sleep. Soon her knees were swallowed up and Jafar wasted no time in moving over her thick plump thighs.

Tasty the honey of her lower lips, the serpent wrapped its mouth around her hips flicking its tongue over her genitals. It continued to taste her, sliding up over her waist and pulling her navel into its hot mouth. More and more of Jasmine's body was washed in the snake's spittle, the serpent enjoying the taste it had craved for so long. How Jafar had yearned for years to caress her belly and now she was in his maw.

Her huge lactating globs of flesh and fat were just inches away as her chest was sucked in. When the snake's mouth at last touched her bosom, the snake's eyes widened in lustful delight. Her wet and milk covered breasts were absolutely delicious in the snake's mouth, the cobra gnawed all over the big breasts and took his time consuming her chest. The unconscious princess moaned and gasped from the snake's torture, unable to resist the cobra cruelly chewing over her udders.

The serpent's tongue swabbed over each breast as soft inch after soft inch of Jasmine's bosom was shoved into the snake's mouth. Jafar had Jasmine in his grasp and her squishy breasts were stuffing his mouth and no one was coming to stop him. Trails of milk were dripping into his mouth and running down his throat, making the consumption of her breasts more delicious and satisfying. All while hearing the unconscious woman's gasps and shrieks, unable to resist the mixing of fear and pleasure in her mind.

With her chest finally sucked in, the serpent quickly moved over her raised shoulders, forcing her limp arms up onto either side of her pretty head. Jasmine's eyes briefly fluttered open as the snake's gums began to turn her vision red. Her face disappeared from the world forever, her head and arms showing no hinderance to Jafar's consumption of the princess he both hated and yet desired the most.

Her hair and arms dangled out of the cobra's jaws briefly. A few gulps were all it took for the cobra to swallow her long luscious black hair. The cobra closed its jaws after swallowing her twitching hands and strands of hair hung out of its mouth before they were sucked in. With one last swallow, Jafar sent Princess Jasmine sliding down his bulging throat and exhaled in victory.

“Compliments to the chef.” Jafar could feel the voluptuous princesss sink deeper and deeper into the snake's depths. Fleshy tight walls squeezed upon her, tormenting the paralyzed girl who would seen be meeting her equally despairing cousin. The snake's flexible body was enlarged where the two girls were stuck together in their new home. A prison of flesh where many maidens before them had been trapped until they were slowly reduced to nothing.

The Cobra licked its lips, still basking in the aftertaste of his most enjoyable dinner yet. The cobra returned to its magical stealth and began to slither out of the princess' chambers. Of course, some would question the long trail of water that would dampen the palace. Naturally, guards and servants would discover Jasmine's disappearance and start trying to look for her. 

But that would be hours after Jafar had left the palace of Agrabah.

By the time a city wide search had begun, Jafar was already well secure and content in his den within Agrabah's underbelly. The excitement of the day had made Jafar tired, he would rest now and let his latest victims cry and rub their bodies together in his bowels. His revenge was complete and his stomach was full, this feeling of completion allowed the once sorcerer to find solace and peace in his new life.

“Please...mercy...” A naked well endowed homeless girl caught in his coils, Jafar was debating about to eat her head or leg first. The stupid girl had wondered in his den and was now being squeezed to keep her silent. As his tail wrapped around the girl's neck and squeezed harder, Jafar decided to close his eyes and blindly start wherever his head was leaning...