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The tales of the Arabian Nights	By : Incredibleintruder Category: +S through Z > Sonic Views: 4573 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Shahra was lonely in the room where Erazor, her lover, had been defeated by Sonic, the legendary blue hedgehog. Still crying from the whole story, she remembered exactly when Erazor talked to her about his plan to use the blue hedgehog to find the seven world rings, items which powers were rumoured to be on a grand scale, which could turn them both into gods, never having to call anyone master again. He hatched a plan to turn Shahra into a younger version of herself and play the part of a “poor” and “innocent” person to fool the hedgehog, then manipulate the odds to gain the world rings. Unfortunately, the plan backfired in the hand, with Sonic wishing for her to do the “right” thing, sacrificing herself for his pathetic life. This was the right thing, but that was not at all what she wanted to do.
Her death, sending Erazor into a frenzy of power, caused the flaw in the whole plan which then resulted in Erazor being bound to his lamp forever. How much would she give right now for him to be there with her, for him to be passionate about her, in love? She remembered all the time they shared their feelings, when they met, talking about themselves to each other, admitting what they liked about each other, sharing their secrets, their fetishes. Unbeknownst to everybody in the Arabian Nights, they both had a hypnosis fetish, loving to put people in trances and controlling their minds. How many times they both put each other under their power, she wondered. They truly loved and trusted each other, which made the whole hypnotic experience that fulfilling, entrancing each other in various ways.
Both she and Erazor favourite, however, was when Shahra danced for Erazor, hypnotizing him by her undulations and whole sexiness. After a few minutes of sadness about all of her memory with her love, she decided to act. There had to be a way to bring Erazor back from his lamp. Getting up with her new found resolve and energy, she decided to switch back to her true form, ridding herself of her petite and child like appearance and clothing, getting her adult and womanly look back. She discarded her shirt which hid her curves and breast that seduced the love of her life, wanting to be clothed the way she was when Erazor was with her. With a puff of smoke, everything about her changed. Her body now sported an hourglass figure, showing her wide hips, her flat stomach, which appeared now that she wore a bra. Her breast also got back to its original size, a D cup, a size which was big but not too big, a size Erazor found perfect. She was showing much more skin in this form, showcasing her true beauty. Her real outfit consisted of a purple and gold bra reminiscent of a harem dancer, which showed much cleavage, she also wore two white sleeves, hiding the upper parts of both arms. Her pants had changed from big puffy white pants to a veiled pair which did not do much effort to hide her long and slender legs. The only thing that remained the same way were her sandals, which were fine like this.
After changing back to her old, true self, she proceeded to plot the return of her soul mate. Sonic, after wishing for a million handkerchiefs, had found a way to return to his home world, leaving with Shahra’s ring in his hand. This had the fortunate effect that she did not have any limitation on her power right now, nor did she have to obey any master. However, her powers were too weak to simply free Erazor from his captivity. She would have to ask the heroes of the Arabian Nights for help to free him. Of course, they would not agree one bit to this, but they would certainly help her anyway. The prospect of inducing people into servitude and slavery once more excited Shahra. For what she knew, there were three who she had interest in enslaving: Ali Baba and Sinbad. Upon reflection, she decided to begin with Ali Baba, who would probably know the location of her lover’s lamp. Summoning her flying carpet, she installed herself comfortably and flew away to the house of Ali Baba.
After a while, she arrived at the house of the famous Ali Baba, the hero who, along with his ancient slave Morgiana, defeated the forty thieves. In truth, as Shahra knew the whole story, it was mostly Morgiana who did it, Ali Baba just happened to stumble upon her plan. After saving his hide, Ali Baba decided to free her from slavery, which Morgiana used to marry the man she loved. Shahra was decidedly fund of Morgiana, but could not care less of her ancient master. She needed him mostly because near the end of his travels in the Arabian Nights, Sonic spent quite some time with Ali Baba. Perhaps he knew some secrets that Sonic failed to tell her. Arriving near his home, she landed near his door. Upon seeing her arrival, Ali Baba quickly got out of his home, greeting her as an old friend would.
Ali, however, found himself dumbstruck when he further inspected the genie of the ring, who usually looked like a teenager. To his eyes, she looked like a full grown and beautiful woman. Not detaching his eyes of her for a second, he invited her in, wanting to chat about her recent change. Shahra found the situation quite funny, seeing the great hero unable to keep his eyes off her. Unknown to him, he used to know what Shahra looked like in her true form, but some good sessions of hypnotism with her changed that. She had to make him forget her real beauty, wanting to keep the illusion in front of Sonic when he would arrive. She entered his home, then sat on the small pillow Ali Baba offered her. Shahra couldn’t fail to notice the look Ali Baba gave her during the whole time he was preparing tea with his wife. Shahra counted on her look to keep his attention, as it was crucial for a hypnotist to keep the attention of her victim. Minutes later, Ali and his wife sat in front of Shahra on similar pillows.
Before the conversation could start, Ali’s wife noticed how her husband looked at the genie and frowned, seeming angered about the situation. Shahra would have to take care of her, which would not be a problem, considering she could use her magic freely. Shahra then began speaking:” Hello, Ali Baba, old friend, I came here to show you something that would greatly interest you, and even perhaps your wife.” Ali, intrigued by the whole proposition, did not reply but showed that he was certainly listening. Shahra, seeing that he had the attention of her soon-to-be victim, continued talking:”Do you know what hypnotism is? I recently discovered this magnificent art and wanted to show to you the little I learned about it.” Ali, intrigued but cautious, replied to the genie:” I do know what this is, but isn’t it used to enslave other people to the hypnotist’s will?” Shahra replied with a smile:”Do not worry, the whole enslaving deal is a myth, if I did hypnotize you, I could not make you do anything that you would not be willing to do. You would still have your moral limits. I simply want to show you how relaxing it is.” In truth, while hypnosis has the limitations Shahra spoke of, she could very easily overcome them, since she was a magical being.
This fact, however, was unknown to Ali, who, after reflection, agreed to the whole deal. Even his wife wanted to experience it. Shahra then proceeded, speaking to them in a calm and even tone:”This is very simple now, the only thing you will have to do right now is look into my eyes and listen.” Right after saying that, both Ali Baba and his wife looked straight at her eyes. Shahra laughed deeply inside, thinking them for utter fools to trust her. For those two, she thought, she would use a basic tactic: sending rings of colors through her eyes at a fast pace, which would prove simple enough for those two dimwits. That would prove to be an ironic twist, the genie of the ring hypnotizing the great Ali Baba with rings of color. She then begun sending rings of colors in a rapid pace, looking directly into Ali’s eyes, as he was the only victim she cared about. His wife did not interest her in the slightest.
After catching both persons attention, Shahra began speaking to them in a calm and slightly seductive tone:” Now, I want both of you to relax. Take deep and slow breaths and just keep looking deeply into my eyes.” Wanting to help the induction, both of them complied, setting themselves more comfortably on their pillows and taking deep breaths of air. The ring of colors began showing slowly on both of their eyes, showing that the induction had begun. Seeing that, Shahra was pleased, seeing they were both very vulnerable to suggestions. She then continued speaking to them:”Now, I want you to name each color you see, so that I may know you are keeping tracks of the rings in my beautiful eyes.” Hearing this, both of them spoke each color that they saw, blue, purple, pink, green, yellow, white, red. They had great difficulty doing so, however, as the rings were too quick for their minds. Each time they missed one, it increased their confusion, which in turn increased the effect the hypnosis had on them.
Both of them displayed eyes which reflected the ring of colors and a big smile, showing how relaxed and compliant they became under hypnosis. After a while, the speed of Shahra’s ring and the one in Ali Baba’s eyes matched, signifying that he would soon be under her power. Ali’s wife eyes, however, spun slightly faster, a sign that she was a tad submissive. Shahra, after a while, decided to raise her speed slightly, trying to destabilize the both of them, putting them in trance quicker. This tactic proved fruitful, as soon after a *PING” sound popped in both of their minds, indicating that they were both fully under her power for the moment being. The sound was also felt by Shahra, who decided to act right after feeling it. Not stopping the rings in her eyes, she spoke:”Are you relaxed now, Ali? Are you not feeling wonderful?” Ali nodded slowly, not taking his eyes off hers.
Seeing him agree, Shahra continued:”You like this feeling don’t you? The fact that you cannot look away from my beautiful eyes, nor do you wish to. I saw you as I entered, unable to look away from my beauty. I saw in your eyes what you felt; you deeply wanted to submit to me, didn’t you?” Ali Baba, in his trance, found what Shahra said to make sense. It was true that with her new body, she was beyond beautiful. She was even prettier than his own wife. He found it true that he would do a lot of things for a person of this beauty, even submitting. Letting a few seconds pass for Ali’s mind to process everything she said, she continued:”It certainly would feel right to submit to me, wouldn’t it? Obeying a goddess like me does not feel like sacrilege, it would feel right. Somebody who can make you feel this good deserves certainly to command you.”
In his state of complete hypnosis, every word Shahra said made perfect sense to him. This goddess certainly deserved to be served, and he would do it. It was something he would take great joy to do. Shahra, wanting to complete his trance, continued:”You love being hypnotized don’t you? You love this feeling of pleasure and helplessness. To be under the control of someone better than you. Someone who has power over you. You just love the fact that I made you discover this fact. You adore when it is I who hypnotize you. You love that your mind gets controlled by someone this beautiful. Pledge now your complete obedience and submissiveness to me and I shall reward you greatly.” Ali, hearing the promise of a great reward by this goddess, proceeded with his pledge:” I pledge that I will eternally serve you and worship you as my sole goddess. From this day forward, I shall obey you.” Shahra, pleased to hear this answer in such an honest tone, prepared Ali’s reward.
She began speaking to Ali Baba’s wife in a commanding, yet loving tone:”For Ali’s reward, I shall grant you, his wife, the power of hypnosis. It shall not be as fascinating or beautiful as my hypnotic powers, but you will be able to put him under your power. With this power I grant you, you will also gain the knowledge to use it properly.” Ali’s wife showed a definitively happy smile, seeing that this goddess granted her such power. Truly, she was blessed on this very day by her apparition in her humble house. Shahra took a small pause, then continued:” However, when you hypnotize your husband, do remember and make him remember who granted you all this new pleasure in your lives. Remember that your goddess gave you this happiness. You will love hypnotizing him, taking every opportunity to bend his will under your power and make him worship me more. I also command you to put you under at least once per day using a mirror, repeating a mantra thanking your sole divinity, the goddess Shahra.” Ali’s wife did not let one ounce of Shahra’s orders go by, absorbing it to her very core.
Shahra then proceeded to wave some magical energy at Ali’s wife, granting her the power she was speaking of. Witnessing that the induction was a complete success, Shahra then spoke to both of her new slaves:”Now Ali, answer truthfully to your goddess, do you know where the legendary blue hedgehog hid Erazor’s lamp?” Ali, upon hearing his true goddess ask him, a lowly believer a question, replied promptly:”The blue hedgehog threw away the lamp in a volcano, where he once fought the mighty Ifrit.” Happy to hear the whereabouts of her love, Shahra then asked him:”Do you know where I could find Sinbad the sailor?” Ali Baba, not questioning why she asked all this, answered:”He is guarding the lamp, to prevent it from being found by any forces of evil.” Shahra, amused by the fact that someone such as Sinbad would guard an artefact as powerful as this, proceeded to leave one last command before leaving Ali’s house:”I am going to leave the both of you, for I have much to do. I only ask of both of you to always remember who your true goddess is. I command you now to hypnotize each of you all the time, as my blessing.” After saying her last command, Shahra stopped the rings in her eyes, then left this home, wanting to find Sinbad. She then got out and summoned her flying carpet, taking the volcano as her new destination.
After a mere hour of travelling, she finally saw what she was looking for: the mouth of the volcano. She began her descent in this inferno of heat, where the prison of her loved one was retained. Knowing that Sinbad would be there, she felt a little excitation inside her, knowing that she would enslave and control a true hero. Unlike Ali Baba, Sinbad actually did something truly awe-inspiring: he travelled everywhere, gaining a great deal of knowledge and facing great perils. With this one, she would use a more thought-out way to break and dominate his will. Perhaps something a little bit seductive, using her charms and sexiness to overcome his senses. This one would certainly have earned it. She then approached to a place where she could land and perhaps not burn herself with lava. Setting foot on land, she failed to see where Sinbad was. After a while, she witnessed a figure approaching her from afar. The figure stopped when she finally set her sight on him, then it shouted:”Who are you? Are you a thief, or perhaps some kind of fool who thinks he can outwit the great Sinbad?”
Shahra, finding it funny that he thought of himself as some kind of great intelligence. She did remember easily fooling him before the coming of Sonic, hypnotizing him with great ease to make him forget her true and seductive form. Replying to his query, she said:”It is I, Shahra, the genie of the ring, oh great Sinbad!” Sinbad, hearing her answer, advanced toward her, rushing his pace a bit. Upon approaching her, he found himself stunned, seeing her look that gorgeous. He certainly did not remember her looking that way. Finding himself unable to speak for a few seconds, he gathered his wits, then proceeded to talk to this vision of loveliness:”What happened to you Shahra, did you change your appearance?”
Shahra, who knew that this kind of reaction to her new looks was pretty normal for anybody, decided to act upon this question and Sinbad’s reaction toward it. Speaking in a loving tone, trying to sound as sweet as she was able to, she said:”I changed my appearance because...oh this is so hard...” Sinbad, curious about the whole affair, asked, in a curious tone:”What is it, Shahra?” Feigning shyness, Shahra proceeded:”I changed my look to be able to seduce you Sinbad. Each time I hear about your great deeds, I simply cannot restrain myself. The truth is that...I love you...” Sinbad, upon hearing this, was way too shocked, seeing a beautiful woman like her telling this to him. He had seen many pretty women in his adventures, but none as striking as Shahra was now.
Shahra looked at Sinbad’s face, seeing the effect she had on him. She loved how she could sometime destabilize most men just with her look alone. Continuing to speak with her shy tone, she said to him:” I wanted to be sure you would love it...you see. I even wore this outfit so that you could not get your sight off me. I feel slightly embarrassed now...I mean, I even got my breast bigger for you. Oh god, I feel embarrassed...” Sinbad, seeing her that way, approached closer, trying to comfort her. Seeing that he approached her, she began swaying her chest from left to right, repeating the motion in front of him.
Sinbad, getting closer, did not fail to see the swaying motion of her beautiful and big breast. For obvious reasons, it captivated him, gluing his eyes on her. Shahra the continued her speech, changing the shy tone for one that was slightly loving, yet calm:”You see, this is the kind of thing I wanted you to do when seeing me. Unable to look away, wholly impressed by my beauty. Completely seduced by my whole being.” Sinbad was being seduced all right, she thought. He was now following every slight movement of her breast, his eyes swaying in synchronicity with her chest. The hook was set, she now had to continue talking to him. “I have to confess something, Sinbad, but I swear to you, I think you will like it. You see, I have some kind of fetish, something that completely attracts me, that you would say, turn me on.”
Sinbad, still mesmerized by her breast moving in a seducing manner, brought up enough energy to talk, albeit in a really relaxed and calm tone:” What kind of fetish?” Seing he had enough energy to answer, she reacted upon it by getting closer to him, bringing her chest inches from his face. After doing this, she replied:”I have something you could call hypnofetishism. I get sexually aroused by hypnotizing others, especially men which I truly care about.” Guessing that she talked about him, he knew that Shahra was trying to hypnotize him. Sinbad, his eyes still on the magnificent breast in front of him, did not seem to care however that she was putting him under a trance. In fact, he actually loved it, so far. After that sudden realization on his part, his eyes began showing some small ring of colors, a sign that the induction now truly began.
Shahra, upon a slight inspection of her victim eyes, found that it was about time to change the routine she made with her breast. Putting her hands on her boobs, she moved them slowly in some kind of a circular motion, squashing them together from time to time. Upon doing this, she said to him:”You see, Sinbad, I love to enslave people I have a physical attraction to. Seeing them fall under my power is truly a sign of how lovestruck they are with me. It is one of my passions. Right now, I really like the fact that you are already beginning to fall under my spell, completely mesmerized by my beautiful breast motion.” Hearing her say that she liked the fact he was being hypnotized, the ring in his eyes began showing up faster, wanting to cooperate with her.
Shahra, spotting the raising speed of the color rings, began swaying her chest while doing the circular motion, which would certainly prove to be more potent.”I am sure that you, Sinbad, are not immune to my charm, seeing that my hypnosis is working so well on you. I’m sure that right now, you must think about how wonderful it is to be hypnotized by me. How amazing you are feeling right now, knowing I am putting you under my power. It excites you to be controlled. It arouses you to be so hypnotized and helpless by my amazing beauty.” Sinbad level of arousal grew the more she talked, still completely fascinated by the whole motions her breast was doing. As his arousal grew with each second, the colors rings in his eyes grew in speed. Another sign that came up was a smile that widened a sign of his now deepening trance.
Shahra knew how far right now he was in, signifying that she could now put suggestions in his minds, bending his will to serve her. She began speaking to him in a more confident, yet still loving tone:”You know how much you are under right now, how deep within my power you are. You are very close of becoming my thrall, you can feel the submissiveness invading your mind. Your need to obey me, to serve me for as long as you live. You need to be a slave to me, your goddess. Shahra, the genie goddess of the Arabian Nights.” Straight after this speech, she approached her whole breast motion closer, which made sure that a very small part of her breast brushed near his face. This excited Sinbad to no end, sending his colors rings in his eyes to a very fast speed. He wanted so bad now to serve her, to be with her for eternity, even if it was for slavery. She was worth it. With that conclusion coming in his mind, a big *PING* sound resonated within his mind, marking the success of the hypnosis session.
Shahra, feeling that she was done, stopped the whole motion of her breast, but still kept them very close to his face, obscuring his view and invading his sense of smell. Seeing another victory over one more victim, she spoke to him in a commanding tone:”I will now be known to you as the sole goddess worth worshipping and loving. Whenever I say an order, you will obey it without any question. Whenever I want you to be or do something for me, it shall be your greatest pleasure to fulfill my desire. Now pledge your servitude to me.” Sinbad, even though his eyes were still glued to the perfect chest of his goddess, listened to every word, then replied:”I pledge to serve and obey you forever. My mind, body and soul are now totally yours. Do what you will with me and it shall be my greatest pleasure to be under your undying power.” Shahra, pleased to hear a hero she actually had esteem for pledge himself to her, proceeded to talk to him:”Now, Sinbad, can you tell me where exactly is the lamp of Erazor located?”
Sinbad, eager to obey her order, quickly replied:”It is in this very spot of lava that his lamp is found, oh great goddess.” Saying this, he pointed very precisely to a single spot where the lava was slightly higher. Shahra, hearing the whereabout of her lover’s cage, rapidly used her magic to raise any object that could be found in this very spot. Using her magic, she quickly found what she was looking for: a golden lamp ornated with many jewels. Shahra, happy to have finally found the object she longed for, remembered that there was only one thing left to do: release him from this lamp. She, however, had absolutely no idea how to do just that. Thinking about a solution, she came to term that perhaps Sinbad would know, since he saw many different types of magic and read many books about mysticism and magic in his many travels. She began speaking to him:”Sinbad, one more thing, do you know of any way a genie can be freed from a lamp which is supposed to act as an eternal prison to him? Answer truthfully and you shall be rewarded.”
Sinbad, happy about the prospect of a reward coming from this divine beauty, answered her:”If that genie was wished to be eternally trapped in his lamp, there is only one way to release him: the person who wished it must wish for the imprisonment to end right now. This should release the genie found in this lamp.” Shahra, upon hearing this new, was immensely pleased to hear this. That way, she could get revenge on Sonic, enslaving him, then free her lover from this terrible prison. This was the perfect revenge. Shahra, before leaving, thought about a just reward for Sinbad, who turned out to be a great help in her quest. She decided that making him an eternal slave to her, in permanent obeying bliss, would do just the trick. Putting her hand on her right boob, she unleashed some great amount of hypnotic magic, which would enslave him for good. She then took a completely seductive tone, telling Sinbad:”Now, your goddess is pleased with you, Sinbad, and here comes the reward: you may put one kiss on my right breast.”
She stuffed her right breast right next to his mouth, urging for him to plant his deserved kiss on it. Sinbad was extremely happy about his reward; he then proceeded to put his lips on her perfect breast. The sensation he had when his lips touched the skin of her breast was pure ecstasy, a feeling of colossal bliss and pleasure, twisting his mind in ways he thought impossible. He now knew that there was only one thing that mattered in this world: Shahra, the goddess. Shahra, seeing the result of the kiss, summoned the flying carpet, taking Erazor’s lamp with her, then flew out of the volcano, heading to the very room she had left when first she decided about her plan to free Erazor.
There was only one more person left to enslave now. Sonic, the legendary blue hedgehog, or blue “rat” like Erazor called him. Arriving in the room where Sonic originally left her, she began using her magic, doing the same spell that permitted her entrance in the real world to ask Sonic for help. This spell required a lot of concentration and energy, meaning she would probably need some time to recharge before using her magical hypnosis on him. After several seconds of chanting and casting, she unleashed a vast amount of energy toward the sky, sending a plea for help to Sonic, hoping he would come save the day. Her initiative proved successful, as she could sense his presence gracing the world of the Arabian Nights. He answered to her call. Since she had told him where to find her, she only had to wait for him to arrive in the room where he left her and defeated Erazor in.
Exhausted by her magical effort, she sat down on a pillow, crossing her legs, then put herself in position in front of the only door in the room. The moment he would come in, he would see her in her true form, which would gain her some advantage in catching his whole attention. Hearing some sound, she readied herself, trying to look normal, letting her anger go. She would definitely gain her revenge on the blue “rat”. Mere seconds after calming herself, Sonic entered the room. Right after he entered the room, Shahra remembered something that would prove to be a major obstacle: Sonic had her genie ring on his finger. It meant that in his proximity, she had to obey him and grant his wishes. She could not use her magic on him unless he allowed it.
That was a huge setback in her plan. She had to think strategically, make him want to be hypnotized by her, make him wish to be her slave. Sonic, after his running dust had settled, looked directly at Shahra and his eyes widened. God, how much had she changed. Gone was the kind of shy and awkward teenage-looking genie. She was replaced by a full-grown genie woman, dressed like some kind of harem girl. While realizing how pretty he found her, Sonic blushed slightly. Shahra, not failing to notice this, saw the opportunity. Seduction and familiarity would prove to be the way here. After all, he had no reason not to trust her, she was his “friend”.
After letting him look at her for a while, she started speaking in a friendly and a little bit seductive tone, wanting to put him at ease:”Greeting master, I am sorry that I had to summon you this hastily to the Arabian Nights.” Sonic, snapping out when he heard her, replied:”I told you Shahra, call me Sonic. Now, what seems to be the problem that requires me?” Shahra, wanting to put him even more at ease, smiled at him, making effort to make it look like a warm and friendly smile. She then spoke back to him:”To be honest, I was only alarmed by my new look. You see, I woke up today and found myself changed in this new form I am unfamiliar with. Before showing it to everyone, I thought you would want to see it.” Sonic, was kinda annoyed that he was called just for a cosmetic change, but he was still curious about that drastic change from small teenage girl to adult and beautiful woman. He then asked:”Do you have any idea why it happened and what else could have happened to you?” Shahra, content that his curiosity got the better of him, answered:”I think that since Erazor’s defeat by your hand, the Arabian Nights granted me a new look, perhaps to eventually replace him. I think that I also got some new abilities and knowledge with that change.”
Sonic, clearly intrigued by the actual potential of this theory, asked her:”Do you have any idea of these new abilities?” Shahra, continuing to get him curious and interested, replied to him:”Well, for some reasons, I now know how to dance like the best harem girl in this whole world, I also know, for some reasons, how to hypnotize people. I can also feel a raise in my magical energy.” Saying this, she could actually feel her magical energy getting back to her, regaining her strength by the minute. Sonic, hearing her say that she could now belly dance, had to admit to himself he would definitely not mind seeing her dance in front of him. This new look of her would do wonder with this new ability. He was also intrigued by the hypnosis part, but knew that this science was only partial and could probably not work on him. Shahra, mere seconds after her statement, felt the whole of her magical energy getting back to her. Feeling this, she knew she had to use the trust he put in her to her advantage, asking him:”Now, I fell a little bit ashamed to ask you this, Sonic, but I do not know if I can use these new abilities to its fullest and, I have to ask, would you let me train on you? I promise that I’d make it up to you. Please?” Sonic, kinda excited about the idea of this lovely new Shahra dancing for him, smiled, then said:”Okay, sure Shahra, I will let you train on me.”
Shahra, content to see him agreeing, replied:”Thank you so much Sonic, however, you’d have to wish for it. Do not worry though; I think by getting back in the Arabian Nights, you got your three wishes back.” Sonic, surprised that he got three more wishes, spoke his first one:”Fine. I wish for you Shahra, to practice these new abilities on my person with no restraints, until you master them.” Shahra, smiling seductively, replied:”I will grant thy wish...master.” Shahra the rose up from her sitting position, then asked Sonic to sit on one of the pillows, placing himself in a comfortable position. Shahra, after making sure he was in a good position, in front of her and relaxed.
She then rose both of her arms in the air, announcing that she was about to begin. To begin naturally, she started swaying her hips, slowly, to build up for the rest. In a twist to the general routine used by dancers everywhere, she turned her back to Sonic, only letting him see her hips and butt moving. She wanted to build some tension, to take her time with, so she could taste her revenge more sweetly when he would submit to her. Sonic, having catched a small glimpse of her moving stomach in the beginning, found himself disappointed by her sudden turn. Still, he watched her wide hips do its thing and found himself strangely drawn to her rear end, how nicely shaped it was and how it moved in perfect rhythm within the whole motion. To make sure that Sonic would still be interested, Shahra used a small bit of magic on herself, looking more alluring to anybody that watched her. This would guarantee that the interest of Sonic would be on a constant raise, making way for the actual hypnotic induction that was coming. She then started to sway a little bit more, yet kept the whole thing smooth and fluid. All those years of practice on Erazor would definitely pay off.
Sonic, still watching, found himself captivated by the whole motion, definitely wanting to see more. If she was this good without showing the actual “belly” part of her belly dancing, the rest would be heavenly. Thinking that the tension was at a good level, Shahra decided to put a great chunk of her magic on her whole stomach and navel, wanting them to be fully hypnotic. After spreading her whole belly with magical energy, she turned around, dancing in front of Sonic while showing a completely seductive smile and look in her eyes. She then started her real routine, bending her stomach in ways unseen to mortal eyes, making the whole experience the most sensual she could. Since a genie was actually made of smoke, she could do moves impossible to normal human dancers, which were beautiful beyond words. Sonic could not look away now, the real dance started and already he found himself mesmerized by it. Her belly, to him, seemed like a different entity bent on making him feel good and aroused. Her alluring dance shook him to his very core, which then began sending rings of color in his eyes. It was already starting and he found himself deeply hypnotized.
Shahra could not hide the pleasure she felt when she saw he was already falling for her most potent hypnotic skill, the one who Erazor preferred over all. It was simply poetic justice. To have her revenge, she would completely annihilate his sense of self, destroy his will utterly and put him in the deepest trance any mortal could withstand. She then clapped silently her hands together, joined her arms and started swaying more. This had the desired effect on Sonic, whose rings of color sped up. A big smile began appearing in his face, showing how much he adored the whole experience. Shahra, wanting to keep upping the ante, got closer, moving halfway between Sonic position and her old one. She then bended backward, putting her belly forward and her breast pointing at the ceiling, then began doing some small ripples on her belly. Letting him watch solely her belly, she began speaking, wanting to begin the actual induction in his mind:” I bet you are loving this. Since my change of form, I could see you found my belly and hips very attractive. There is no need to deny it. It’s okay for me. After all, this dance is for your benefit. But do not think I haven’t found out about how much you looked at my belly button...”
Sonic, still completely mesmerized by the whole show she put on for him, thought to himself how completely wonderful this felt. Her stomach was for sure the loveliest part in it, considering it was belly dancing. But her navel stole the whole show, how deep and round and perfect it looked. Shahra, letting him gather his thoughts, continued:”Yes, my navel is certainly sexy. I will grant you that. You have excellent taste. I wonder how much you would give to be able to touch, kiss and lick it. I will tell you a secret now: I dreamed of this moment, where you would be so deeply captivated by me. Each time I saw you, I wanted you to touch me, to love me, to care for me. If my belly and navel are so enticing to you, I may even let you have your way with them...” The prospect of doing what he wanted with her sent Sonic in an even deeper trance, his color rings speeding up like mad. Shahra then rose up to her original position and changer her routine to belly rolls, joining her arms in the air. After her change of routine, she spoke further:”Don’t you think I look like a goddess now? A sexy and beautiful goddess? Don’t you think how much I deserve to be worshipped, to be followed by many? How simply...hypnotic... I look?”
Sonic rings of colors simply went berserk after her stating the hypnosis part. He was intensely aroused and hypnotized at this point, near the point of completion. Shara knew this, then added some minor swaying with her belly rolls and spoke afterward:”Admit that I am your goddess, Sonic, and I will grant you a divine reward, something your soul longs for.” Sonic, gathering every energy he could muster up, replied:”Yes...you are ...my...goddess.” Shahra smiled, triumphal, knowing she had almost won over her hated enemy. She spoke further, wanting to do much more damage to his will:”Good. As your goddess, do you know what is your duty? Do not worry, I will tell you. You have to love me. But to be able to love me, you need to submit completely to me, to my will. You need to let yourself go, letting me take over every values you have. I want you to obey me, to serve me. I want you as my slave, Sonic.”
Having admitted that she was his goddess and that he loved her, Sonic saw much logic in her statements, which destroyed his will, sending a small *PING* sound in his head. Shahra, having heard the sound, did not stop. On the contrary, she would overkill his mind, wanting him to be helpless and in total hypnosis. She wanted to rewrite him utterly, manipulating his feelings, memory and self. Continuing her dance, she got closer to him. Sonic, under a very deep trance, did not hear and see anything else but Shahra. As of this moment, she was his whole world and sole care to him. He continued looking at her dance, which was perhaps the greatest gift a goddess like her could do to somebody like him. Overjoyed, the rings of colors sped up totally, unable to go faster. Shahra then used her magic to raise the pillow slightly in the air, putting Sonic face inches from her belly and his eyes looking straight at her navel.
Wanting to finish him, she put every ounce of magic she had in this dance, then spoke to him:”Listen now and absorb everything I say as the deepest truth. I am the only thing that matters to you now. Pleasing me and making me happy is your sole purpose in life. Obey me. Serve me. Whatever I say, you shall do and agree wholeheartedly. You do not count. The only thing that count to you is me. I am your goddess. You worship and adore me. Now pledge yourself to me, so that you may get the reward I promised you.” Sonic, absorbing everything to the deepest part of his mind, answered back:” I pledge to be your most faithful and devoted servant. It is with the utmost pleasure that I renounce everything in life to serve you forever. Speak and I shall obey. Your wishes...are now orders.”
Shahra, pleased immensely with this answer said in such an adoring and obedient tone, replied to him:”Very well, your goddess is pleased by your answer. As a reward, you may now do whatever you wish with my belly and navel for 5 minutes.” Saying that, she raised her arms up and bended slightly backward, offering her belly to his whim. Sonic, jumping on the occasion, began kissing passionately her belly button, putting his lips on her tummy and licked. This had the effect of sucking every last inch of his mind, his memories before the realization that Shahra was his goddess, sending huge wave of bliss and pleasure to him. Shahra could feel her navel sucking his whole mind and sense of self, which satisfied her to no end. Sonic would now be her slave forever. After 5 minutes had passed, Sonic stopped, then returned to his initial position on the pillow. His eyes were now completely white, signifying his complete lack of will and his hypnotized state. He was now hers.
Shahra, excited about the prospect that her lover would return soon, took a commanding tone and ordered Sonic:”Now, slave, I want you to take this lamp and wish for the genie trapped inside to be free.” Sonic did not hesitate one second and took the lamp she handed to him, if she ordered it, he would make sure that it would be done. He then said:”I wish for the genie found in this lamp to be free”. Straight after saying that, a huge trail of smoke rose from the tip of the lamp. The smoke quickly materialized into Erazor, who seemed very angry. Erazor, coming to his sense and realizing that the blue rat had just freed him, wondered why he would do that. However, looking at his eyes, he knew the answer. Turning his head to the right, he saw his soul mate, Shahra, back to her true and lovely form. Overjoyed, he went at her and kissed her passionately. Shahra, happy about the return of the most important person in her world, kissed back with passion.
After several seconds, they looked at each other, love showing in their eyes. Erazor, puzzled about his miraculous return, asked:”Shahra, my love, how did you free me?” Shahra, smiled in a true and tender way, then answered:”I had to work my way through many heroes of the Arabian Nights, hypnotizing each of them, turning them into mindless slave, to find your lamp and a way to free you. I first enslaved Ali Baba and his wife, then Sinbad, to finally get revenge for the both of us on this blue rat.” Hearing his love say how she hypnotized people to save him turned Erazor on. He then smiled and looked at her, a feeling of love overcoming him. Shahra, however, wanted to give one gift of return to her true love. She spoke to him, saying:”Now, witness my gift to you, so that we may both get full satisfaction and revenge on this being who ruined everything.” She then placed herself in front of Sonic, then spoke to him in a commanding tone:”Now, slave, listen carefully to what I say. You are not a hedgehog anymore. I want you to be a belly jewel. Now, do not move, do not speak. A belly jewel does not do anything like that. You will lose everything your body and mind was able to do. The only thing that shall remain will be your soul, which will be encased in your new true form, that of a belly jewel.”
Sonic, hearing her, stopped moving, stopped speaking and even stopped breathing, wanting to please her. Becoming an accessory to her most beautiful part was a great honor and he would do anything to satisfy her goddess. Shahra, seeing him tighten up, used her magic on him, transforming him into a belly jewel. The jewel was gold in his casing, but sported a beautiful blue sapphire, which appeared round, sparkling under the light of the sun. Picking the jewel, Shahra gave it to Erazor, then rose her arm up and bended slightly backward, indicating that she wanted him to do the final act of the legendary blue Hedgehog. Erazor smiled, then placed the belly jewel in her navel, then began kissing her belly. Shahra, feeling great pleasure from this, smiled. This was the beginning of the rest of her life, accompanied by her lover with two of the most known heroes of the Arabian Nights as her slave, referring to her as a goddess. With Erazor, she would enslave the rest, but for now, she would certainly appreciate her present company.
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The tales of the Arabian Nights