Jasmine rolled her eyes. "Why? Aren't you satisfied with your manhood?"
Aladdin hung his head and answered with a sheepish smile, "No, not really!"
"I've always found it adequate," she purred, pressing against him and letting her hand travel down to his pants...
He stopped her. "Yeah. Adequate. Adequate's not good enough for you, princess. I want big!"
She stood back, fists on hips, dramatically displaying her new attributes. "Big's not all it's cracked up to be," she said. "I appreciated myself better small! Didn't you?"
Aladdin's eyes goggled. "Of course," he croaked, in a small voice.
She wasn't fooled. "Men!" she spat, whirling around in an attempt to turn her back on him. Unfortunately, she hadn't taken into account her new excess weight. The momentum carried her clear back around to face him again.
Aladdin grinned in spite of himself. "Sorry!" he said.
Seeing his reaction, she grinned also. But -- "Don't think we're done with this issue," she warned. "Why do you value yourself so lightly? When you knew I was a princess, you felt you had to be a prince to 'win' me. It took a whole movie for you to see the error of your ways, and now you're backsliding! Just because I've got these --" She hefted her breasts up, with difficulty. "--doesn't mean you have to make a freak out of yourself! Besides, the curse that gave me these didn't originate 'backstage' -- it was only fulfilled there! Weren't you listening when I told you Mirage did this to me?"
"I'm sorry, princess," Aladdin said. "Of course I was, it's just that..."
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