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Prince Charming hypnotized by Jafar

Prince Charming had come to the kingdom of Agrabah seeking an alliance with the Sultan. His reputation as the noblest of princes preceded him, and his confidence that he would strike a deal was unwavering. But what he didn't know was that Jafar, the Sultan's Machiavellian advisor, had other plans. As the prince strolled through the lush palace gardens, admiring the fountains and exotic scents, a dark figure appeared in his path.

"Prince Charming," Jafar said in his deep, honeyed voice, bowing his head slightly, "what a pleasure to have a man of your caliber in our humble city."

Charming, with his regal bearing, looked at him curiously. "Jafar, the celebrated advisor. I have heard of you. I hope we can work together to strengthen our kingdoms."

Jafar smiled, though there was more than just kindness in his dark eyes. “Of course, Your Highness. I’m sure we can find a… mutually beneficial solution. Though, I must admit, I’m surprised by your visit without first consulting the wise men of your court. Agrabah is a… complicated place.”

The prince frowned, not noticing the veiled threat in Jafar’s words. “I have come on my own, I trust my own judgment.”

“Ah, the courage of a prince. Admirable.” Jafar brought his snake staff closer, allowing the golden gleam of the jewel in the reptile’s eyes to catch Charming’s attention. “But even the bravest need advice from time to time. Perhaps you could see things from another perspective.”

The prince tried to look away, but the glint of the ruby ​​on the scepter began to mesmerize him. “I don’t need advice. I’m… completely confident in my decisions,” he said, though his voice began to waver.

“Sure?” Jafar’s voice grew softer, more enveloping, as the ruby ​​sparkled brighter. "Just look... look closer."

Charming, still proud, tried to resist, but his eyes were drawn to the snake's hypnotic glare. His breathing slowed, and his will began to falter. "Perhaps... perhaps I should consider another option..."

"That's right," Jafar whispered, moving closer with his snake-like smile. "Let me guide your thoughts, prince. Just trust me... everything will become clearer."

Charming, his gaze vacant and his body relaxed, echoed, "Everything will become clearer... I trust you..."

Jafar chuckled, satisfied. He now had the noble prince at his mercy, ready to execute any wish his Machiavellian plan demanded.

Flynn Rider hypnotized by Jafar

The lights of Corona Palace shone serenely, reflecting off the calm waters of the river that surrounded it. Eugene Fitzherbert, now known by his real name, was enjoying the tranquility that fate had bestowed upon him after his life as Flynn Rider. Sitting on one of the palace balconies, he watched the horizon with a smile. It was not common for a former thief to become the king's right-hand man, but he had managed to do so.

However, that night the tranquility vanished when a dark presence materialized in the throne room. Jafar, the feared vizier of Agrabah, had arrived in Corona, his gaze fixed on his target: an ancient artifact, jealously guarded in the palace. An object capable of amplifying his already fearsome hypnotic powers.

Eugene, having heard of Jafar from his good friend Aladdin, was not surprised when the vizier unexpectedly appeared beside him on the balcony. He turned slowly, with his usual charming smile.

“Well, well… it’s the famous Jafar. What brings a guy like you here?” Eugene asked, still keeping his joking tone.

Jafar narrowed his eyes, ignoring the comment with an air of superiority. His voice, as sharp as a dagger, sounded calm, but deep within his words there was a latent threat.

“I have come in search of something that only you can obtain for me, Eugene Fitzherbert. An artifact hidden in the halls of this palace, something that could benefit us… both,” Jafar said, emphasizing the last part with a false smile.

Eugene chuckled, crossing his arms.

“If you’re looking for me to steal something from you, Jafar, you’re late. I left that life behind, and I don’t think the King or Rapunzel would appreciate me helping villains with turbans and magic staffs.”

Jafar smiled coldly, knowing that Eugene wouldn’t be so easy to convince.

“Ah, but we all have a past, don’t we?” Jafar said in a seductive tone. “Do you think your loyalty to the king and princess is unwavering? Or is there a part of you that misses the excitement, the adventure of old times?”

Eugene stood firm, but the vizier could already sense the slight uneasiness in his posture.

“Thank you for the offer, but I’ll pass. You know, I have a pretty good life here, loyal friends… I don’t need anything you offer.”

Jafar clicked his tongue with a fake sigh of resignation.

“Too bad. But, since you refuse, I’m afraid I’ll have to resort to more… persuasive methods.”

Before Eugene could react, Jafar’s scepter rose in front of him, and his eyes were caught in the golden glow of the carved snake. Eugene’s smile disappeared, and his lips parted, as if his will was fading before the vizier’s power.

“No…” Eugene whispered, but the fight died from his words.

Jafar, now triumphant, stepped closer.

“Silence, dear Eugene. It doesn’t matter what you wish for anymore. You are now at my command.”

Eugene’s eyes, which had previously shone with life and charisma, began to reflect the same hypnotic glint of the scepter. His body relaxed, and his mind was trapped under Jafar’s will.

“I am at your command…” Eugene said, his voice now empty of resistance.

Jafar smiled, pleased, and with a subtle movement, he withdrew the scepter. Eugene, now under his control, was ready to fulfill his mission.

“You will steal that artifact from me, Eugene, and then you will come with me to Agrabah. I need you in my harem of loyal servants. You have… useful qualities.”

“Yes, master…”

Eugene obeyed and that night, with his thieving skills, he stole the magical artifact for the vizier. He was no longer the prince of Corona, but a mere pawn under Jafar's command. Later, with the artifact in his hands and unseen, the vizier disappeared in a cloud of dark smoke, taking with him the once free man, leaving Corona without its hero.

Kaa and Gaston

Gaston was in the forest of the kingdom, on his way to the house of a beautiful girl from the village whom he intended to seduce. His pride was palpable, and there was no doubt that he considered himself the center of the universe. From the shadows, a snake crept closer, its eyes already beginning to glow with a faint hypnotic glow. Kaa, the cunning reptile, had come in search of the hunter, not to hunt... but to recruit, since they had previously collaborated with other villains against the heroes and princesses of the Disney universe.

“Gassstooon...,” Kaa said, his voice dragging out the syllables as if the words were vines climbing the hunter's ego. “I heard that you're ssstill... the ssstrongessst on thisss ssside of the foressst.”

Gaston, without turning around, laughed disdainfully.

“Of course I am. No one can compare to me.” He threw the axe to the ground and crossed his arms, proud.

Kaa let out a meandering laugh, sliding down a nearby tree, his eyes already beginning to swirl, though still subtly.

“Ahhh, buuuut... what about outssside of thisss world?” Kaa asked, his tongue slipping through the words. “In the real world... there are other ssstrong men. And I could help you prove that you are the greatessst... in all the worldsss...”

Gaston turned his head, his brow furrowed.

“The real world? I don't care what happens there,” he said nonchalantly, though his words held the same air of superiority as always. “What happens to those... humans is not my problem. My place is here, and I have nothing to prove to anyone else.”

Kaa hissed, his smile growing wider as his eyes shone brighter.

"I'm not jussst talking to you about ssstrength, Gassston." he approached slowly, his coils beginning to ripple around him, but not yet surrounding the hunter. "In that world there isss influenccce, power, wealth... imagine what you could do if you had itsss people under your control... If you, Gassston, were the king of all..."

Gaston laughed, arrogant as always.

"I don't need any of that, Kaa. I'm the king here. The strongest, the most admired. What you do with those insignificant humans is your problem, not mine. And I don't need your help."

The snake dropped a look of feigned disappointment, and then, without Gaston quite noticing, Kaa's eyes began to glow brighter, colors swirling in hypnotic patterns.

"Ohhh, Gassston... what an unambitiousss decisssion..." Kaa whispered, as his tail slowly began to approach the hunter. "Maybe... it'sss because you don't sssee it clearly yet..."

Gaston opened his mouth to reply, but something stopped him. His eyes, once defiant, met Kaa's, and for a moment, his body tensed. The colors spun and spun, and although Gaston tried to look away, he felt unable to do so.

"Don't...do it..." he said with a slight hesitation, trying to resist. But Kaa didn't let go of his hold.

"Don't worry... I'll help you sssee... what you really need..." Kaa said, and his voice became softer, more insistent. The colors in his eyes increased in intensity, swirling in hypnotic spirals that attracted Gaston's mind, weakening his resistance.

The hunter's muscles, which were always tense and dominant, began to relax involuntarily. His breathing slowed, and his gaze was locked on Kaa's eyes, which now seemed to occupy his entire field of vision.

"Kaa..." Gaston tried to say, but his voice sounded weak, almost sleepy.

"Ohhh, jussst relaxxx, Gassston... let me take control... There'sss no point in you resssisssting..." Kaa murmured sweetly, as he began to slide his coils around the hunter's body, wrapping around him gently, squeezing just enough to remind him who had the power.

Gaston's eyes, increasingly empty, were completely lost in the spirals. There was no more fight in him. All that was left was passive obedience, trapped by Kaa's hypnotic colors.

"Yeeessss... that'sss better, don't you think? Now you will do everything I tell you..." Kaa whispered as Gaston remained mesmerized with a stupid and exaggerated smile drawn on his face, his mind completely subdued. "Together... we will rule all the worldsss... but firssst, you will help me in the real world."

Without saying a word, Gaston obediently followed Kaa, sunk in a deep trance, turned into another of his toys.

Gaston hypnotized by Jafar

It was a dark, cold night in the woods near Gaston's village. The hunter, arrogant as ever, was returning from a hunt with his chest puffed out with pride. However, as he entered the clearing, a tall, dark figure was waiting for him by the roadside. Jafar, his cloak billowing and his scepter glinting in the moonlight, watched Gaston's every move.

"What are you doing here, Jafar?" Gaston asked, stopping, suspicious. He knew the sorcerer and knew that nothing good came from his presence.

Jafar smiled, an enigmatic and dangerous smile.

"I come to offer you an alliance, Gaston. Together we could rule more than just a village... we could have the world at our feet," Jafar said, his voice seductive and velvety.

Gaston laughed.

"You and me?" he said mockingly. "I'm not interested in allying myself with someone like you. I'm not stupid, Jafar." I have heard your stories... your obsession with men. I have no part in that.

Jafar's eyes narrowed. He knew Gaston would not be easily manipulated, at least not with words. But he had not come this far to be told no by an ego-inflated hunter.

"Ah, Gaston... always so sure of yourself. But, perhaps you do not know what power truly is..." Jafar said softly as he raised his scepter, the golden reflection of the snake shining in the dim light.

Gaston's eyes instinctively moved to the scepter, unwillingly drawn to the glow. Before he could react, the hypnotic light began to envelop him, slithering through his mind like a snake through undergrowth.

"Look at me, Gaston... do not resist... and listen closely..." Jafar whispered.

"I am listening closely..." Gaston repeated, his voice lower, tone muffled.

“You will be mine… you will be part of my court… a loyal and obedient servant…” Jafar continued, his smile widening as Gaston’s eyes began to glow with that familiar reddish color.

“I will be yours… part of your court… loyal… obedient…” Gaston repeated, his characteristic voice now hollow, his hardened features softening under the sorcerer’s magic.

“You will no longer have to worry about resisting, Gaston… now, you will obey me without question.” Jafar brought the scepter a little closer, consolidating control.

“I will not worry about resisting… I will obey you… without question…” Gaston murmured, now completely under Jafar’s control.

Jafar, satisfied, lowered the scepter and gently caressed the cheek of his new acquisition.

“Well done, my dear Gaston.” From now on, you will be mine... and I will take you to Agrabah, where you will serve in my harem... eternally," Jafar said with a satisfied gleam in his eyes.

"I will be yours... I will serve in your harem... eternally..." Gaston repeated, his will completely nullified.

With a twist of his cape and a puff of dark smoke, Jafar and his new servant disappeared, leaving behind only the silence of the woods. Now, the proud hunter would become just another piece of Jafar's sinister plan in Agrabah.

Dimitri hypnotized by Jafar

The grand hall of Empress Dagmar's palace was illuminated by the golden light of oil lamps, filling the air with a warm glow. Dimitri, who had come to visit Princess Anastasia, was walking through its luxurious halls, the same Dimitri who had been a con man, was now the boyfriend of the Empress's reappeared granddaughter and his life was filled with calm.

But that calm would be shattered very soon.

Jafar, his stealthy figure covered by his dark cloak, had penetrated the palace's defenses. Like a shadow, he had gone unnoticed by everyone. He knew that the last artifact he needed to increase his hypnotic powers was hidden in some chamber of the palace, kept secret by Empress Dagmar. He couldn't risk being discovered, so he decided to find someone within the palace who could do his dirty work for him. Someone like Dimitri, with a past of cunning and deceit.

Jafar emerged from the shadows and walked over to where Dimitri stood alone. His tall, menacing figure made Dimitri turn immediately, recognizing the villain from the stories he had heard of Aladdin.

"Jafar..." Dimitri said the name dismissively. "I don't care what you're doing here, but I assure you that you won't get away unscathed if you keep going."

"Ah, Dimitri, my dear boy..." Jafar replied, drawing out the syllables as if he enjoyed the tension he had caused. "I'm not looking for trouble, I just need... a favor."

Dimitri narrowed his eyes, wary. His instincts told him to walk away.

"You know I don't do favors for guys like you. Besides, I don't want any trouble with the Empress. If you leave now, no one will know you were here. Otherwise, I'll have to call the guards."

Jafar let out a sinister chuckle and raised his snake scepter, slowly bringing it closer to Dimitri's face. The reptile's eyes began to glow, casting an eerie glow into the young man's eyes.

"No, Dimitri. You will not call anyone... What you will do is very simple." Jafar's voice became soft, hypnotic. "You will bring me the artifact that is hidden in this palace... the artifact that I need..."

Dimitri tried to back away, but his eyes met those of the scepter, and his body began to lose its tension. The glow of the snake's eyes enveloped him, slowly extinguishing his will. He tried to fight, but he could not look away.

"I will bring you... the artifact... that you need..." Dimitri repeated, his voice now robotic and monotonous.

"Yes... You will be my faithful servant... you will bring it to me without anyone knowing," Jafar continued, enjoying watching Dimitri's mind bend to his power.

"I will bring it to you... without anyone knowing..." Dimitri muttered, completely dominated.

"Now go," Jafar ordered. "Look for it in the Empress's secret chamber. You will not stop until you find it."

"I will not stop... until I find it..."

Dimitri, his eyes glassy and empty, turned and began to walk through the halls of the palace, as if an invisible force was guiding him. He was not aware of his actions, he only obeyed.

Jafar followed at a safe distance, watching as Dimitri headed without hesitation towards a large door at the end of a dark corridor. The young man, under the influence of the spell, opened the door effortlessly, revealing the Empress's secret chamber. There, in the center, surrounded by a dim magical light, rested the artifact that Jafar desired: an ancient jewel, embedded in a carved pedestal.

Dimitri stepped forward without hesitation, taking the jewel and placing it in his hands, handing it over to Jafar without resistance.

“Here you have… the artifact you need…” Dimitri said, his voice completely devoid of emotion.

Jafar took the artifact, his face showing a smile of triumph. The magic contained within the jewel would increase his already fearsome hypnotic abilities, making him practically invincible. But not only that. There was a new “prize” in his possession: Dimitri.

“You have done well, Dimitri… Now you will be mine forever.” Jafar raised the scepter again, and Dimitri’s eyes shone brightly as his mind fell even deeper into trance.

“I will be yours… forever…” Dimitri repeated, completely subdued.

“Perfect. Now, accompany me to Agrabah. There, you will join my other servants… forever at my side.” —Jafar chuckled as he led the hypnotized Dimitri out of the palace, his newest acquisition for his growing harem of hypnotized slaves.

Dimitri walked meekly behind him, putting up no resistance, unaware that his fate was now sealed as a slave under Jafar's will.