Jasmine tried to picture herself fat, and all she imagined totally disgused her. Sagging breasts, beefy arms, fat tummy, huge arse and thighs covered with cellulite, she just wanted to cry at those thoughts. This was wrong and she knew it : if she wanted to go undercover, she just had to cover herself in her cloak everytime she goes out!
"Aladdin..."
"Yes?"
"I really don't want to get fat!"
"But you have to!"
"I will cover myself in my cloak, it can hid my body enough!"
"No, it can't : you look as skinny as you are. They'll recognize you and we will need to go back to your home..."
"You can't force me to get fat if I don't want to!"
"...Maybe I can."
Aladdin quickly rubbed Genie's lamp, and he appeared in front of them.
"Hey buddy!" Genie said.
"I need you to tie Jasmine up so she won't be able to resist!"
"Wow, I didn't know that side of your sex..."
"It's not that : I need to force-feed her so she will grow fat!" Aladdin said before Genie could finish.
Jasmine was watching them with fear. She couldn't think of something to do...
"Are you crazy?! You want a fat chick?!" Genie said. He then turned himself into a 10 pounds heavier Jasmine, with a little belly. "Does this make me look fat?" he said, taking a feminine voice and grabbing his love handle before turning himself back to normal. That made Aladdin laughs a lot, but not Jasmine.
"Well, it's because we need to go undercover but Jasmine is way too thin to pass as a regular citizen!"
"That explains everything!" Genie said and, doing as his master wanted, tied Jasmine. He then made appear a small feast that surely would fill her up, before returning into his lamp.
Aladdin hurried himself to stuff Jasmine because he didn't want her to feel that she was already full. Her trim abs were soon replaced by a pregnant-sized hanging belly. It was very hard, as it was packed with food, and perfectly round. Jasmine was very horrified by it, but she didn't have the choice and she continued to eat.
Near the end of the feast, she had enough : her tummy was really hurting her.
"Aladdin, pleeeease, I can't stand it anymore, I think I'm going to burst!"
"Maybe this will ease your pain!" he said. He took her full middle with both hands, and began to massage it. Jasmine couldn't help but be aroused by the sensation of her stuffed stomach being rubbed by the strong hands of her lover. Nipples erected, she urged him to continue and it was now possible for Aladdin to make her eat the remaining food.
After her first binge, Jasmine quickly fell asleep in Aladdin's arms, food following her in her dreams...
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