It was a bright and golden day as Princess Jasmine of Agrabah trimmed the rose bushes in the garden, humming happily to herself. Aladdin was definitely out getting her a present for her birthday, she had ways of knowing. He always got very sneaky and a blush came to his cheeks whenever he was hiding something for her, and today his face had been so red it might as well have been a tomato.

It was a shame she couldn't talk to her father or Rajah though. Both were sick in bed. Jasmine didn't know it was possible to get "cat flu", but evidently it was a thing. Well, Jasmine learned something new every day, the black-haired beauty thought inwardly as she looked over one particularly nice set of white roses in the back by the edge of the garden, unaware that a figure had slunk in, getting past security and now waiting for her to be vulnerable. Or rather, it HAD been. But now it would wait no more. 

Abruptly, a serpentine face lunged out between the swaying golden grass that surrounded the roses, making Jasmine , startling her as a clawed hand caught her foot. She let out a yelp as it clamped down over it, mechanical claws lifting her up as she now saw it's full form. The cobra-esque face, a mechanical armored chest, three-clawed hands and an almost regal gold and white color scheme. It's eyes were a brilliant golden color and it's arms were almost like long white sleeves, and it's name? Oh, she knew it's name. The Agrabah WEAPON. Kurt Zisa. The beast hidden within the desert that challenged warriors to combat whenever possible.

But something was different. Before it had legs. Now it had a dissentingly serpentine lower form with large, thick coils, coils that were looping around her. Not enough to hurt her, just enough to restrict her movement and keep her from escaping. She tried to break free all the same, but Jasmine wasn't getting loose, the cobra-esque head of Kurt Zisa levelling its head with her as it's clawed hands carefully reached out, all six easing her arms into it's coils as well so she couldn't even fight back.

"Let me go." She demanded with a frown, trying not to show any fear. But she was still somewhat terrified as she felt it's narrow, yellow/golden eyes deeply staring back at her. The snake’s tongue flickered, almost tickling her nose as it unmistakably shook its head. It was clearly sentient enough to understand her. 

"I can't do that." It informed her. "I desire a new duel against your beloved Aladdin." It told her, it's voice oddly golden and calm as she blinked in surprise. 

"You talk."

"Of course. My personality was based off the finest Agrabah warriors, magically crafted to be the ideal fighter." 

"That's not saying much, given the state of my guards." She grumbled, looking away as Kurt Kisa appreciatively nodded.

"I understand. I don't have anything personal against you, but I need a way to make Aladdin understand the fervency of needing to save you. A "ticking clock" will make him fight even more passionately for his beloved princess." The cobra-headed Heartless informed her. "Now, ready yourself. I'll make it easier for you out of civility by being as gentle as I can. A fine and dedicated young ruler like yourself deserves to be treated honorably."

Now confident that Jasmine could not escape and that she understood her fate, the Heartless slowly opened its mouth. Jasmine stared powerlessly into the pink, fleshy cavern, glinting with a light glazing of saliva before steeling herself, the snake unhinging it's jaw to widen it significantly. It smoothly and effortlesslybrought its head forward as Jasmine cringed. With calm and deliberate grace, the snake-like Heartless moved its gaping mouth over her head.

Jasmine didn't say a word, feeling Kurt Zisa's bottom jaw beneath her chin as face began to be pressed into its throat. Pushing Jasmine in as far as Jasmine would go, the Heartless then closed its maw over her face completely, compressing her delicate soft skin against the warm slimy lining of its mouth. It paused then so Jasmine could feel the tight, fleshy opening at the back of the snake’s mouth begin to climb over her face, slowly and carefully drawing Jasmine into its throat. It was indeed trying to be gentle.

The snake Heartless opened its mouth a little more, letting a bit of light in before sealing it again over her neck. Now having her entire head within itself, the Heartless began to walk its jaws over the Princess, ever so slowly drawing her further into its gaping mouth as it murred and hissed in obvious delight. As much as it's nature was similar to human warriors it also was quite serpentine and much of his kind always went head-first. This meant any kind of feathers or fur or limbs of any sort could easily lie against their throats. 

Jasmine couldn't help but cringe as the slimy passage of muscular rings pulsed loosely over her face, working her even deeper into the waiting darkness of Kurt Zisa. Clear, silvery saliva was slightly drizzling over her head, almost coating her with a slimy blanket as the Heartless paused once again, closing it's mouth over Jasmine once again. It now had her firmly and gently between it's jaws and she knew it, Jasmine staring down into the seemingly-eternal throat. It's tongue flickered beneath her, easing more of her into itself as her arms were kept pinned to the side. It continued to work its mouth over Jasmine, pushing down on Jasmine from above as its throat continuously climbed over the princess, pulling Jasmine relentlessly inside its long body. She could feel it's coils slightly loosen around her lower body as it paused once mroe.

Now it raised its head up, resting most of it's clawed hands on its coils as it's other hand reached up and tenderly patted her back in another comforting act, Jasmine gulping a bit as she felt the warm, soft throat pulsating over her. It then continued to gently move its head back and forth rhythmically, ever so slowly easing Jasmine deeper into its body. It's head was slanted back slightly, it's jaws beginning to ease over her rear, only her legs left out of the Heartless's mouth.

Over and over again, the small stretch of throat Jasmine could see in front of Jasmine contracted and relaxed before again she was shifted forwards a little. Jasmine could feel the outside world disappear as the snake took her feet into its mouth, glazing them in saliva. The Heartless straightened its throat, still facing the sky as it struggled to work Jasmine deeper inside itself. 

Narrowing its mouth again, the snake locked its jaw back in place as the throat contracted and relaxed over the princess. It eased Jasmine forward a few inches or so before, at last, all of her was being eased gently downwards into it's long, serpentine mechanical body. 
Ever so slowly, Jasmine were worked forwards, through the tight gap before her and into the Heartless’s stomach. The snake lay there on the dry ground of the garden as he felt Jasmine worked down past his muscular chest. He gently stroked the space where she was, sighing wistfully as with another final swallow, he ushered her into his waiting belly. 

Jasmine felt the snake’s throat continue to squeeze down on her rear section as its saliva seeped through beneath her. Closing its eyes, the snake felt the last of Jasmine being pushed through into its stomach. She was now just a large and lovely bulge coming to rest in his long coils as Jasmine curled up within the soft, fleshy sac, shuddering as she felt the stomach lining throbbing over her slender form. It compressed and massaged her, finally relaxing over her form as Kurt Zisa stroked over the space where she was, enjoying the faint, tiny little movements within his belly. It nursed the lump in it's stomach that she made, hissing softly.

"Let me out." She managed to get out at last.

"I caught you fair and square. You are mine, Jasmine of Agrabah. Now get settled...I have utter control over my body. I won't digest you until I wish it. And if your dear Aladdin defeats me in combat, you will be released." Kurt Zisa informed her with a calm tone, patting the spot where her head was to ease her fears. "Until such a time, relax. You may even find you enjoy being in my belly's pit." 

"Somehow I doubt it." Jasmine intoned. 

"Heh. How feisty you are. I admire that." He complimented as he began to slide through the garden. "Now, to leave your Aladdin a message so our duel may begin in earnest..."