"Just try and catch me, Monkey Girl!"
Anima laughed and did a handspring "Monkey Girl, is it? I'll soon be wearing your tail as a hat...Chicken Legs!"
Jinga lept aside quickly, fluttering into the air nimbly with a kick of her powerful legs and a flap of her wings. She couldn't fly...but she was able to glide or leap quickly with their help.
Fatima watched and clapped her hands, delighted at the sight of Jinga having fun. She thought of joining them them in their game of tag, but a quick look down showed her the futility of such an idea. She sighed, popped another pastry into her mouth, and thought for the first time in over a century "I wish I could play too."
That thought suprised and shocked her. She'd grown used to her current size over the decades...thought she was happy with her limited waddling about and didn't mind not being quick and nimble as she used to be. But listening to Jinga tell her about her dreams were awakening certain thoughts in her as well.
Hiska slithered up to her and encircled her in a friendly manner. She was a huge cobra with a girls face and breasts. "S-s-s-sooo, hows-s-s the new girl? She s-s-s-eems-s-s to be enjoying hers-s-s-slf?"
Fatima reached her soft, blubbery arms around Hiskas neck and they cuddled together. "She's...not doing well. And neither am I...or Anima for that matter. I'm starting to feel...limited by Amin'Dahmouds walls. I'm starting to...Hiska? How do I look to you?"
Hiska frowned and said "You look fine. Perfect infact. Your large and round...and s-s-s-so nice to s-s-s-snuggle with."
Fatima smiled and kissed the Cobra-girl. "But...I'm so fat. I havn't had a problem with it for ages...but now I wish I was more like you."
Hiska laughed and kissed the enormous girl on her right jowel. "At leas-s-st you have arems-s-s to hug with. I love you just as you are, Fatima."
"Thanks. I feel fine about my appearance...but I feel more like Amins prisoner than his lover. Maybe...you and a few of the other girls should hear Jinga describe her dreams too?"
Meanwhile
"Take you sleazy hands off of me!" roared Jim as one of the men pinched her well-rounded bum. The man laughed and tightened the ropes again, saying "Ha! That Amin'Dahmoud should pay handsomly for your return! I dont know how you got away from him, little flower...but your going right back."
Jim struggled and thrashed, trying to bring his years of D&D skill to the forefront. Surly these boobs couldn't have a strength factor higher than 12! But wait...in his current form he probably only had a 9 to use against them.
As she struggled, Iago perched upon a camelshead and watched the drama unfold. Life was so much easier for parrots than humans. It was almost sad to see the poor shnook get trussed-up like that. Maybe he should act? He could distract the guards...Jim could get away...
A vision of these guys sitting around a fire enjoying Parrot-ala-King gave him cause to pause. "I failed you, Jafar! If only their hadn't been so many of them I might have fought them off!"
Yeah...that sounded right. Still...he should stick around long enough to see where they took the big oaf. Now...where had he heard of Amin'Dahmoud before?
"This game must end." says Amin'Dahmoud. "If you cannot be tamed...then you must be cast out!"
Amin'Dahmoud tries to correct the problem diplomaticly.
Amin'Dahmoud gets a suprise "Here's your girl! She must have gotten away from you. Is their a reward?"
"Where is my daughter, Jafar?" thunders the Sultan "Guards! Guards! Arrest that man!"
Meanwhile, Aladdin hears of a rich reward for the return of the Princess.
Something Else
Tue Nov 20 12:53:06 2001