<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/88/RhapsodyJasmine.jpg)</div><strong>Jasmine<br/>Location: Agrabah Palace<br/>Tags: Rajah, (possibly Jafar and Brom Bones)</strong><br/><br/>Rajah roared in her face, and Jasmine screamed. The stench of the tiger's breath was eye-watering, and Jasmine gagged on the bile rising in the back of her throat. Teeth locked around her throat, and she forced herself to stop fighting. Though it was instinct to kick and wail and shriek for help, she had a bad feeling Rajah would tear her apart if she pushed it any further. Her ladies-in-waiting had warned her about the dangers of an exotic pet, she'd seen for herself the wounds born by the men who had brought Rajah back to her as a cub. She had no desire to suffer a disemboweling and, as the claws raked down her body, ever so lightly, she knew that's what would happen if she kept punching and kicking.<br/><br/>She forced herself to relax, to lie wooden as the beast ripped her clothing to tatters. She forced herself to not respond when he started snuffling around her groin again. She couldn't help the sudden intake of breath or the widening of her eyes as Rajah's cock sprang free.<em>Hung like a horse,</em>Jasmine thought, crazily.<em>The saying should be "hung like a tiger".</em>And just as crazily, she couldn't help but compare Aladdin's magic lamp to her pet's long, long rod. A small part of her decided that Aladdin came up distinctly wanting.