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Katara bounced her massive mocha colored ass on Aang’s crotch, his thick cock poking out in her womb as he hilted himself into her to the base.

“DEEPER!” She screamed. “DEEPER!”

Aang was thrusting up into her, slamming up into her every time she slammed downwards. Aang’s mouth was latched onto Katara’s massive bust, embracing her tits with a deep kiss, sucking on her nipple. Katara’s head was tossed back in ecstasy.

“Bury your cock in my cunt!” She screamed. “My cunt is your cock’s home! I love your cock!”

Aang broke away from her breast, his hand grabbed the back of her head, pulling her down into a deep kiss, his tongue assaulting her mouth. Katara moaned, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. Her hand snaked up, grabbing at the back of Aang’s bald head, cursing the monk silently for not having any hair to pull. She broke off the kiss, a thick line of drool connecting their lips.

“Harder! I’m gonna cum!” She moaned. “Fuck me! Fuck me!” Katara looked down, watching as the intrusion under her skin bulged up at her, pulling away before thrusting back towards her. She moaned loudly, her hands gripping hard into Aang’s form.

“I’m gonna cum, Katara!” Aang grunted, his face contorting as he attempted to fight off his orgasm.

“Cum inside me! Don’t waste a drop!” Katara shouted, slam fucking herself on his dick. With a final, deep, penetrating thrust, Aang’s cock head pierced her womb. Her eyes snapped open as she felt her cunt swell with his thick blast of seed. Her womb drank it all in, hungrily swallowing every last drop that Aang deposited into her.

Sweat ran down the nude bodies of both benders. Katara’s long, dark brown hair was damp and clinging to her back. She panted wildly, trying to catch her breath from the marathon of sex she and Aang had been having since Sokka had gone foraging. Her heart was pounding wildly in her chest, the rhythmic thud beating against her massive bust. She pushed some of her clumping hair from her face, looking down at her equally sweet partner.

“Two out of three filled,” She tittered, grinding her still stuffed twat into his pelvis. “Want to go for a three-peat before Sokka gets back?”

Aang chuckled nervously, looking away from Katara, “Oh- I don’t know, I think I’m starting to go soft.”

Katara smiled fiendishly. She thrust down on Aang a few times, probing his hardness inside her. “You sure? You usually have enough stamina for four rounds. Still feels hard to me~”

Fuck, I haven’t had a cock in my ass since Rolo in Omashu Katara thought as she continued to grind on Aang. Why is Aang so against anal? Uhhh, I wonder if Sokka likes anal … no, that’s not right, he’s my brother. My stupidly hung brother!

As if she had summoned him, the sounds of Momo’s chittering signalled Sokka’s return. Aang and Katara turned to find the Water Tribe Warrior approaching them with their pet lemur-bat. In his hand was the cloth sack he had taken with him to go hunting.

“Great, you’re back!” Aang cheered, all but pushing Katara off of him. Katara yelped as her plump ass cheeks bounced onto the forest floor. Sokka did his best to ignore the nude display before him, but found himself stealing a glance at Katara.

Aang pulled himself to his feet with Airbending, his erection now truly beginning to falter as his massive cock fell between his legs, beginning to deflate down to its soft size of five inches.

“What’s for dinner?” Aang asked, completely unbothered by his nudity.

Sokka crouched down in the alcove that the group occupied. He glanced up at Katara, sitting with her legs splayed. He did his best to avoid staring. Cum was leaking from her stuffed cunt, pooling between her thick legs. Her stomach was also bulging with Aang’s send, making her look a bit pregnant. Sokka brushed it off, ignoring the arousal in his crotch.

“We’ve got a few options,” Sokka replied to Aang. He opened the bag, rummaging around for what he had collected, “First, round nuts.” He produced a large grey-brown nut with a thick shell. “And some kind of oval-shaped nuts?” He placed down his findings, diving back into the bag. “And some rock-shaped nuts that might just be rocks. Dig in!”

Examining the rock-shaped nuts, Sokka realised he was indeed correct, tossing them away. Momo was chewing on a leaf nearby. The pebble landed at her feet, grabbing the lemur-bat’s full attention. She began to smack it against a larger rock nearby, as if trying to crack it open like a nut.

Katara and Aang examined their meagre feast. Less than ten of the various nuts in total. Katara looked to her brother.

“Seriously, what else you got? I never thought I’d say this, but I don’t think I can eat just nuts right now,” Katara complained.

Sokka’s brow furrowed. “Hey, it’s not my fault - all the animals in a five-mile radius got scared off because someone was moaning like a dying penguin-walrus!”

“Can’t help that I’m a screamer,” Katara chuckled, “Besides, Aang’s a vegetarian. Even if you did bring back some game, he’d still have to deal with just this?”

There was a massive boom as the entire forest around them rumbled. All three gasped in shock as the entire forest seemed to rumble like a waking giant.

“What was that?” Sokka exclaimed.

All three looked at each other before scanning the tree line for the source of the rumble. Another massive boom came, nearly knocking all three over. Sokka stumbled backwards, but managed to keep himself standing. Aang felt the air pressure change, a subtle gust of wind he was sure neither Katara nor Sokka could detect. It hit him again a moment later, confirming his suspicion.

“It’s come from over there!” Aang declared, pointing off into the forest.

Aang took off running, followed by Katara.

“Shouldn’t we run away from huge booms, not toward them?” Sokka cried, flailing his arms, but his words fell on deaf ears. A gust of wind from behind Sokka sent Aang and Katara’s clothes whipping through the air. Both caught their garments and kept on sprinting. Aang scrambled into his breeches, the only thing covering his body. Katara was in the grey-blue tunic she had gotten from Kyoshi. As her bottoms had been destroyed in Omashu, all she had covering her body was the flap on the tunic that hung below the white sash around her waist. She wrapped it around her body, smushing her breasts into the thin material, leaving her body exposed in every intimate way. As she sprinted, the tunic’s coverings jostled as she sprinted, giving anyone nearby a quick view of her still cum packed pussy. Her thick thighs were slick with her arousal and Aang’s.

Sokka finally stood, exasperated by his sister and Aang’s lack of care for their need to stay hidden.

First Kyoshi … then Omashu … though, the Water Tribe warrior had to concede he had gotten laid both times they broke their cover. He sprinted off after them. Momo took off as well, flying past Sokka almost instantly, leaving him to lag behind the group.

Katara and Aang followed the thudding booms through the woods nearly a quarter of a mile from their campsite. A dried-up river had cut its way deep into a raised piece of land, covered in leafless trees. There was a felled trunk, rotting a bit and covered in moss. The Air Nomad and the Water Tribe bimbo peeked up from behind it into the trench. Momo landed on Aang’s shoulder, followed by Sokka approaching a moment later.

The trio spotted the source of the booms. Massive chunks of rocks floating in the air, spinning and dropping. At the centre of the stone stood a man with long brown hair, down to his back. His forehead was covered in a dark green bandana, with tassels nearly as long as his hair, and a yellow metal top knot.  His feet were uncovered and exposed, but his legs were hidden behind baggy grey breeches. His torso was concealed beneath a yellow tunic with dark green stitching, all rather simple clothing. His face seemed young, maybe no older than Katara herself. 

“An Earthbender,” Katara said aloud, watching the man performing his techniques. She could see an outline of something else in his pants, swaying back and forth with his movements. She licked her lips, despite being quite literally still full from Aang, she was hungry again already.

“Let’s go meet him,” Aang suggested with his trademark smile. Sokka remained unconvinced, however, watching the man pick up large boulders with seemingly no effort at all.

“He looks dangerous,” Sokka mused. “So we better approach cautiously.”

“Hello there!” Katara exclaimed, cupping her hands around her mouth to make sure the earthbender could hear her. “I’m Katara! What’s your name?”

Sokka and Aang then realised Katara had emerged from their cover, stepping into the gorge. She was now standing, nude from the waist down (aside from the hanging material of her tunic over her pussy and ass), shouting her name at the stranger. The earthbender looked up at her, fear spreading through his eyes. He dropped the boulder he was bending. Katara’s warm smile died as she looked upon the man, seeming to recoil like a wounded animal.

He turned, sprinting away from the group. Katara watched, her heart wounded in her chest, as the bender leapt into the air, pulling down a rockslide into the gorge to cover his escape.

Come back She thought sadly I didn’t even get to see your dick…

“Nice to meet you!” Aang shouted after the man rather absent-mindedly, cupping his hands around his mouth.

“I just wanted to say hi,” Katara sighed sadly with a shrug. A strange sting of rejection in her swollen chest, she was completely perplexed by his actions.

One look at my body usually has the guys running towards me, not away She thought.

An epiphany struck Aang as he stared at the pile of boulders now blocking their path. “Hey, that guy’s got to be running somewhere. Maybe we’re near a village. And I bet that village has a market.”

“Which means no nuts for dinner!” Katara added, her hands clasping together in excitement.

Katara and Aang sprinted off again, chasing after whatever trail the man had left. Sokka crossed his arms, annoyed by his sibling and Aang. He could see Katara’s ass, completely exposed as she ran. He tried to ignore the stirring feeling in his breeches.

Maybe a town would be good for us He thought. But still…

“Hey! I worked hard to get those nuts!” Sokka protested, standing still. Momo swooped past, flying after Aang and Katara. The Lemur-Bat chittered at Sokka. His annoyed pose fell apart, trudging on after the others. “Yeah, I hate them too.”

The village was nestled in a valley of hills covered in sweet brown autumn grass. All the buildings were the product of bending natural stone with sheer face walls, with glassless windows. They entered the village from the north, close to the centre building, a tall two-story thing with green roofs and golden accents. They wandered through the market, stomachs rumbling and screaming out for food. Unfortunately, they were short on cash. Aang spotted a peculiar vendor quickly, selling fruits, but wearing a very nice straw conical hat. Aang stopped in front of the man, digging into his pocket.

“Great hat!” He complimented. “I’ll trade you some nuts for it.”

Katara and Sokka, meanwhile, were scanning the crowd for their mystery earthbender. Secretly, both siblings were also scanning every person in town for their bust, ass, and dick sizes. They were largely unimpressed, Katara more so. Aang returned to the duo, showing off his newly acquired hat. Sokka put a finger to his chin, taking a moment to judge his friend’s outfit as Aang chuckled about his new appearance. Katara continued to focus on the crowd, her eyes rapidly jumping from pair of breeches to pair of breeches. Finally, a pair of baggy grey bottoms passed in front of her eyes. A thick cock head pressed against the right pant leg for a moment. Her eyes shot up, spotting the bender just as he turned to enter a building.

“Hey!” She called after him. Sokka and Aang broke from their merriment, both watching Katara’s bare ass jiggle and bounce as she sprinted towards the doorway.

“Hi mom,” Haru said warmly as he entered the dry goods store. His mother was behind the counter, pulling down some bottles to check that they were still good to sell. She had long grey hair and a green bandana like her son. Baggy green and yellow robes covered her busty and thick body, only hinting at her curves.

“Where have you been?” She hissed, turning with a snap to glare at her son. “You’re late!”

Haru grimaced as his mother scolded him. He barely registered the sound of the door opening behind him. “Get started on your chores,” His mother ordered.

“Hey!” The voice in the doorway called. “You’re that guy!”

Fear ran up Haru’s spine like ice. He turned quickly, confirming his suspicions. Standing in the doorway of his mother’s shop, showered in the light of the sunset, was a brown-skinned girl with dark brown hair pulled in a tight braid. She had a necklace of blue silk around her neck. Her top half was covered by a grey-blue tunic with a tight waist sash around her incredibly narrow stomach. Her chest, two massive, beautiful brown backbreakers pressed tight against her shirt, the nipples beginning to poke out. Her sleeves ran down to dark blue cuffs on her forearms. The folds of the tunic and sash around her waist were white. The tunic hung down a big over her crotch, the only thing covering her bottom half. Her thighs were thick and her hips wide, causing them to be exposed on their side of the skirt-like flap of the tunic, doing its best to cover her pussy. Beyond that, nothing existed on the girl between the shoes on her feet and the tunic on her chest.

“Why did you run away before?” The girl asked, gesturing towards him in a confused motion.

“Uhhh,” Haru scrambled for an answer. “You must have me confused with some other guy.”

Two more figures appeared in the door, the same ones that had been behind her in the woods.

Shit Haru swore, his face turning scarlet.

“No, she doesn’t,” One of them spoke. He was dressed in strange clothes, bright orange over a muted yellow. He had a conical hat on, which he must have just bought from the vendors in the market. “We saw you Earthbending.” He added.

Haru winced as he heard his mother’s wrath building. His mother moved past Haru quickly. Sokka was still standing in the doorway. He gave a small yelp as the older woman pulled him inside the store. The door was slammed shut behind him, followed by the shudders on the open window on the front of the shop.

“They saw you doing what?” His mother hissed, glaring at her son.

“They’re crazy, Mom,” Haru pleaded, glancing over at the trio. “I mean, look at how they’re dressed! She’s half naked!” 

Aang adjusted his hat, suddenly self-conscious it did not look as good as he thought it did. Katara glanced down at her body, feeling no shame at her nudity.

“You know how dangerous that is,” His mother chastised him, sorrow heavy in her voice. “You know what would happen if they caught you earthbending.”

There was a sudden banging on the door, interrupting their conversation. “Open up!” Called a voice. All five occupants froze at the sudden slamming. Sokka reacted first, moving to the window, glancing outside. In front of the door stood a burly, broad man in Fire Nation soldier garb, flanked by two bender soldiers.

“Fire Nation!” He hissed in a whisper. “Act natural!”

Haru’s mother opened the door for the Fire Nation soldier. He had thick features and a fat belly under his armour. A grey moustache sat upon his broad face, two wisps trailing off his lips with a large, clean-shaven gap in between. He examined the interior of the shop for a moment. Four people, three men and a woman inside, all seeming to have paused, probably in fear of his arrival. One of them, wearing a conical hat, had his hand on a barrel of water. The top gave way, causing him to collapse, splashing himself and knocking his hat off as his body landed behind the barrel. He flared his nostrils at the action.

“What do you want?” Haru’s mother asked impatiently. “I’ve already paid you this week.”

The soldier grinned maliciously, remembering why he had come there. “The tax just doubled.” He lied with a smirk. His hands came together, forming a small flame, dancing it haphazardly between his palms. “We wouldn’t want an accident, would we? Fire is sometimes so hard to control.”

All occupants of the store stepped back, all suddenly painfully aware that they were standing in a wooden tinderbox of dry goods. He put the fire out, smirking at Haru’s mother. The older woman grimaced at him, scowling at the firebender. Katara, meanwhile, had her eyes transfixed on his pants, spotting what she could only describe as the fattest cock she had ever seen.

Haru’s mother, meanwhile, ran out of hate. With a sigh, she retreated towards the counter. The group watched as she knelt, removing the box containing the coins the shop had earned. There wasn’t much inside. She scooped out quite literally every coin in the box, dropping them into the soldier’s massive hand. He picked at them, removing several small ones.

“You can keep the copper ones,” He laughed, dropping them to the floor. Aang and Sokka glared at the Fire Nation soldier as he departed. Katara, meanwhile, was squirming slightly, far too aroused by the amount of massive cocks in close proximity to her. Part of her was disgusted by the thought of wanting to actually fuck a Fire Nation soldier; the other part of her wanted to chase the soldier down and suck him off right in the middle of the street.

Haru’s mother crouched down, beginning to pick up the meagre coinage he had left behind.

“Nice guy,” Sokka hissed, shaking his head. He turned to Haru and his mother. “How long has the Fire Nation been here?”

“Over five years,” Haru’s mother replied, standing up from the floor. “Firelord Ozai uses our town’s coal mines to fuel her ships.”

“They’re thugs!” Haru declared angrily, gripping his hands into the countertop tightly. “They steal from us. And everyone here is too much of a coward to do anything about it.” He rose from his leaning posture, crossing his arms in anger.

“Quiet, Haru,” His mother snapped. “Don’t talk like that!”

“But Haru’s an Earthbender,” Katara countered, raising her arms. “He can help.”

“Earthbending is forbidden,” His mother explained, turning back to Katara. “It’s caused nothing but misery for this village. He must never use his abilities.”

Katara gasped. “How can you say that? Haru has a gift.”

She approached the earthbender, drinking in his form. “Asking him not to earthbend is like asking me not to waterbend. It’s part of who we are.” She brought her hand to her chest to accentuate her point.

“You don’t understand,” The older woman replied, shaking her head.

“I understand that Haru can help fight back,” Katara replied. “What can the Fire Nation do to you that they haven’t already done?”

“They could take Haru away!” She declared. “Like they took his father.”

Haru looked away, pain painted on his face as clear as day. Katara felt something welling up in her chest, tears forming on her face.

Haru and his mother had a small farm-like cottage on one of the hills outside of town. Aang and Sokka went back to retrieve Appa, walking the massive bison over to the barn that was on their property. Katara had remained silent most of the trip, staring down at her feet, deep in reflection.

“My mom said you can sleep here tonight, “Haru explained. “But you should leave in the morning.”

Aang turned, smiling at the man. “Thanks, I’ll make sure Appa doesn’t eat all your hay.” The Sky Bison had already begun munching on the hay, pausing only for a moment at Aang’s promise. He continued munching a moment later, seeming to decide the punishment would be worth the current reward.

“Haru,” Katara spoke softly. “Can I have a word?”

Haru raised an eyebrow, “Uhh, sure.”

Katara looked at Sokka and Aang. “We’ll be right back.”

The duo turned, walking out of the barn and up the hill into the woods.

“What was that about?” Aang asked.

“She probably just wants to fuck him,” Sokka scoffed. “C’mon, let’s finish loading the new supplies on Appa.”

“I’m sorry about what I said earlier,” Katara finally said after a few minutes of walking in silence. “I didn’t know about your father.”

“That’s okay,” Haru replied with a nod, “It’s funny. The way you were talking back there in the store, it reminded me of him.” He looked over at Katara, smiling. Katara blushed at his kind words, looking away bashfully. She could feel her arousal building again in her body.

“Thanks,” She said quietly.

“My father was very courageous,” Haru continued. “When the Fire Nation invaded, he and the other Earthbenders were outnumbered ten-to-one. But they fought back anyway.”

“He sounds like a great man,” Katara replied with a smile.

They crested a hill at the edge of the woods, overlooking an uninhabited valley. The sunset was hanging low in the sky now. A beautiful orange sky streaks above them.

“After the attack, they rounded up my father and every other surviving earthbender and took them away. We haven’t seen them since,” Haru finished. He bent down, digging his hand into the loose dirt of the top of the hill.

He’s still alive? Katara breathed a sigh of relief I thought when she said take away … That’s good though

“So that’s why you hide your earthbending,” Katara concluded.

“Yeah,” Haru replied, pulling his closed fist up from the dirt. In his palm were two spherical stones. He began to flex his fingers, twirling the stones around. “The problem is, the only way I can feel close to my father now is when I practice my bending.”

The stones landed in his hand again. Haru closed his fingers around them. There was a muted cracking noise as they turned to sand in his palms, blowing away in the breeze. “He taught me everything I know.”

Katara sat down on the hillside next to him, doing her best to keep her body covered, pushing the tunic down over her cunt. She reached out towards him for a moment, but paused. Her hand retreated to the choker necklace around her throat.

“See this necklace?” She began, drawing his attention. “My mother gave it to me.”

Haru looked at the beautiful, smooth stone brooch hanging from the deep blue silk sash around her neck. “It’s beautiful,” He commented.

“I lost my mother in a Fire Nation raid,” Katara continued, pulling her hand from her throat, she look away from Haru. She felt exposed, not in her typical way. “This necklace is all I have left of her.”

“It’s not enough, is it?” Haru asked, looking off into the valley.

“No,” Katara replied solemnly. She looked over to Haru, staring off into the valley. He realised she was looking at him, glancing over to her. For a moment, they simply kept their gaze upon each other. Katara leaned in, closing her eyes. Haru leaned back, their lips colliding in a deep kiss. His hand, still covered in a bit of dirt, reached up to her face. Katara’s tongue quickly penetrated Haru’s mouth, embracing his own.

Her body lurched forward, putting more weight onto Haru, pushing the Earthbender back. Her hands went up to his body, holding his torso. Their kiss broke for a moment before resuming. This time, Haru’s tongue explored Katara’s mouth. His other hand grabbed at her thin waist, pushing her down away from the hill. The two fell over, Haru on top as they broke their kiss a second time.

“May I ask something?” Haru suddenly spoke.

Katara was breathing haggardly, her mouth hung open in arousal, staring up at Haru. Her nipples had completely poked out from behind her too-small tunic. “What?” She asked, panting in anticipation.

“I thought the Water Tribe was on the South Pole. Why don’t you have pants?” He asked.

“Because,” Katara giggled, spreading her legs. Her thick thighs wrapped around Haru, leg locking him. “They get in the way.”

She pulled herself up, planting another deep kiss on Haru’s lips. Her hands began to undo the sashes and ties holding up his breeches. She could feel his half-hard cock beating against his baggy grey breeches. Her mouth was watering, lips quivering in anticipation. Katara knew there was one thrill in the world she loved above all else - the excitement at seeing a new partner’s body for the first time. Her hands were dancing, barely able to stay still long enough to grab him. Finally, her excited hands gripped his shaft. It was nearly as thick as Aang’s, still only half hard. Katara licked her lips, shuddering in anticipation. She moaned as her eyes caught a glimpse of it, hiding in the curtains of his breeches. Her lower lip curled into her teeth. Her thick thighs squirmed against Haru’s body. Haru’s hands went to her top, all but ripping it open to expose her massive rack.

“Your tits are huge,” He said, almost mesmerised.

“Mmmhm,” Katara tittered, “Never met a girl with a bigger rack ever. Might be the biggest in the world. Now, how about you take that thick cock of yours and stick it in between my tits?”

Haru’s hands retreated to his breeches. Katara squealed in delight as his thick cock finally emerged, protruding towards her. Her hands wrapped around it. The cock was so thick that her fingers couldn’t properly fit around it.

“Hello,” She greeted the thing. “Do you want to bury yourself in between my fat fucking tits?”

Haru raised a curious eyebrow as Katara’s eyes focused in on his cock, as if she were addressing the dick directly. His dick twitched and bucked in her hands, a nonverbal response. Katara’s head leaned forward, planting a deep kiss on Haru’s cock head. He lowered himself, his thick rod smothered between Katara’s massive rick. She brought her hands to her bust, squeezing on either side to completely envelope him. Haru shuddered at the warmth of Katara’s bust, feeling the beat of her heart through his cock. Katara began to pump her tits along his shaft, fucking her tits on his cock.

“It’s so thick,” She complimented it. “I can feel it throbbing, oh, it wants to coat me in your cum.”

Haru began to thrust into Katara’s breasts, his cock head peeking out from the valley of her tits. Katara seized this opportunity, kissing his cock head deeply every time it appeared to her. Her legs had fallen away in the position, rubbing together to alleviate some of the ache in Katara’s crotch. She could feel the orgasm rising in Haru’s cock, his balls churning a heavy load as they lay on her stomach. Haru grunted as he tried to fight back his finish, already feeling so close.

Damn, this girl is like some sort of succubus Spirit Haru thought to himself I’ve never been this close this quickly!

Katara, meanwhile, was completely engulfed in the pleasure of Haru’s cock as it neared her mouth over and over again. Her mouth was watering, desperate to taste his cum. She moaned, watching the cock head appear and disappear from between her breasts.

“I want it,” She moaned to herself. “I need it. Please, cum for me.”

Haru thrust through her bust. Katara’s mouth opened, swallowing Haru’s cock head and a few inches after it. She felt a surging bulge run through her tits. A moment later, Haru’s cock exploded into her mouth. Katara eagerly swallowed it all, squeezing her bust as tightly as she could around Haru’s cock, desperate to squeeze every last ounce of cum that was rushing up his dick. Haru grunted and shuddered as the orgasm overtook his body, heat rushing through his body. Sweat was running down his entire body. He looked down, watching Katara’s mouth make love to his cock head, swallowing eagerly every last drop of cum like a man lost at sea getting his first drink of clean water.

She released the cock with a meaty pop as it fell from her mouth. Cum and drool soaked his tip. His cock was still hard, a beam of solid earth between Katara’s fleshy tits.

“So much cum,” She moaned out. “And you’re still hard? Good. I have somewhere that this thing needs to go.” 

Haru nodded smugly. He retreated from her body, withdrawing his cock from her tits. Katara spread her legs as far as they could go. Haru anchored himself, squeezing into Katara’s thick thigh. His other hand levied his cock against her weeping snatch.

“No,” Katara moaned. “My ass. Stick it in my ass! Please!”

Haru glanced up, a bit taken aback by the request. But, wordlessly, he readjusted, his cock head kissing her asshole.

“Yes, fuck me ass! Swell my body with all your cum!” Katara moaned. “Shove that massive cock in my ass already! It’s begging to be fucked! I need it! I need it! I nee-“

She grunted, eyes opening wide as Haru forced his entire length into her, down to his base. His hands went to her thin waist, pinning her down as his bulging cock pressed against the underside of her skin. A spray of squirt leapt from her cunt, splattering across Haru’s clothing. Her entire body shuddered and shook as the most powerful orgasm Katara had ever experienced rolled over her body. Her tongue leapt from her mouth as she shrieked in pleasure, eyes rolling into the back of her head. Her hands shot down, bracing on Haru’s body as her back arched.

The Water Tribe’s bimbo was panting wildly, trying to catch her breath. She had stars in her eyes, her head swimming in a sea of pleasure.

“You okay?” Haru asked with a chuckle.

“Yeah, absolutely,” Katara replied. “Just, never taken such a thick cock in my ass so quickly.”

“You really like anal, huh?” Haru asked.

“Love it,” Katara replied, recovering some of her strength. She stared up at Haru, meeting his gaze, “Now, I want that cock of yours to turn my ass into its personal cum dump, got it?”

Haru did not reply with words, but rather a heavy thrust into Katara’s guts. Katara grunted out a guttural “FUCK” as her insides were stirred up, another orgasm already beginning to build. Her body began to thrust back against him, moving on its own, desiring to be fucked as completely as possible.

“I love cock,” Katara moaned, drooling from her mouth. “Cock. I love cock.”

“You’re a proper slut,” Haru grunted as he dunked his cock in her ass. “You see a hard dick, and you just fall to pieces.”

“Cock is my one true love,” Katara moaned. “It’s all I’ve ever wanted in my life!”

Haru’s hands bug into Katara’s thighs, threatening to leave bruises. Her eyes were wandering off in two different directions, unable to focus on anything other than the internal pleasures of the violation in her ass. Her tits bounced wildly, smacking Katara in the face with their hefty weight. The cum bloated stomach sloshed around as well, brewing to a fine buttery texture in her stomach.

“FUCK ME! DEEPER!” She screamed at the top of her lungs, scattering the birds in the trees nearby. “UHMPH! FUCK ME! UHMPH! HARDER! UHMPH DEEPER! UHMPH! TREAT ME LIKE A WHORE!”

“You are a cock addled slut!” Haru grunted. “I’m gonna empty my balls into your ass!”

“Please! Get my ass pregnant with your cum!” Katara moaned.

“I’m cumming!”

Haru hilted himself inside Katara, dumping stream after stream of hot cum into her stomach, mixing with what Katara had swallowed earlier. Katara’s body continued to swell. Haru’s balls contracted in his nut sack, his body shuddered as he finished inside Katara yet again.

“I love cum,” Katara moaned lowly, breathing haggardly. Her body was coated in sweat and shaking.

Her legs collapsed into the dirt. Haru withdrew his cock, now finally deflating.

“So, ready to go back?” Haru asked.

Katara smiled weakly. “No, I need to stretch my legs.”

After a few minutes to relax and regain the feeling in their legs, Haru and Katara continued on their walk. They moved on from the woods, finding a path that snaked up through the hills to the east of Haru’s village. The golden sunset washed over them as they walked on. Katara caressed her stomach, still swollen with Haru’s cum. She could not recall the last day when her stomach had not been swollen with someone’s seed or cock.

They were walking down a path that diverged into several paths and a cavern in the hill. There was a sudden rumbling, a massive blast of dust evacuated the cavern. The entire ground rumbled beneath Katara and Haru’s feet.

“AHHH! HELP!” Screamed a guttural voice from the same direction as the hole in the hill.

“The mine!” Haru shouted, sprinted down the hill, and Katara took a moment before following behind Haru.

An old man was in the threshold of the wooden beams that had been holding up the entrance. Dust and rock were plugging the entrance, with sand and dirt pouring in from the top beam, busted in half.

“Help me!” The old man called, the weight of the stone and the ground was crushing his chest. Her was buried up to his shoulders. He scratched and clawed at the ground, ripping at the dirt beneath his hands. It was no use. His legs were beginning to go numb, crushed beneath the weight of the collapsing hill. A tomb that was burying him alive.

Haru and Katara came scrambling up. The man was briefly stunned by the rather lewd look of the strange girl, but these thoughts were run off by the crushing feeling on his spine. Haru pressed his body against the dirt and stone, trying to lift the mounds of dirt and rock crushing the man. Katara crouched down, pulling on the old man’s shoulders, hoping that Haru’s push in the opposite direction would be enough to let him slip out. Try as she might, he would not budge.

“Ah!” Katara exclaimed in frustration. “It’s not working.” She turned to look at Haru, sand pouring down his arms. “We have to get help!”

“There’s no time,” Haru replied. “Pull harder!”

Several large stones had collected above the broken wooden brace, threatening to fall and crush the old man’s head.

Katara sighed in frustration. She wasn’t strong enough to pull the old man out. “Haru, there’s a way you can help him.”

Haru winced, realising what Katara meant. “I can’t!” He declared stoically.

“Please. There’s no one around to see you,” Katara exclaimed. “It’s the only way.”

Haru struggled for a moment, looking away from Katara and the old man. He rushed forward, letting the extra weight crush the old man for a moment. He turned around, taking a horse stance. He felt the earth in his hands. Katara was in awe. The stones and sand began to hover in the air. Haru spin around, flexing his arms and throwing them out with two clenched fists. There was a massive blast of air from the sudden vacuum as all the stones, dust, dirt, sand, and even the wooden beams were thrust down the tunnel shaft. A moment later, a massive blast of air escaped from the ground to Katara’s right. She looked up to see a metal grated vent in the ground. She brushed it off, turning back to Haru.

“Haru!” Katara exclaimed. “You did it!”

Haru smiled, walking towards Katara and the old man. The duo helped him to his feet. Blood began flowing back into his legs; he was sure there would be bruises all over. Haru helped the man walk.

The sun had completely set. Momo stared out the open window of the barn, the bright light of the full moon shining in. Appa was nestled against the wall, already asleep. Aang was lounging on Appa’s head. Sokka and Katar were both in their sleeping bags, though Sokka had placed his upon some barrels of hay. Katara was holding a lamp, staring at the flames.

“It was so brave of Haru to use his Earthbending to help that old man,” Katara pondered.

Aang smiled as Momo scampered up onto his arm. “You must have really inspired him.”

“I guess so,” Katara chuckled lightly, thinking about all the inspiration he had left inside her.

“Everyone should get some sleep,” Sokka stated. “We’re leaving at dawn.” He rolled over, wanting to end the conversation. Katara wasn’t having it, though.

“Dawn?” She complained. “Can’t we sleep in for once?”

“Absolutely not!” Sokka exclaimed, rolling over to look at Katara. “This village is crawling with Fire Nation troops.” He looked up at the monk. “If they discover you’re here, Aang, we’ll be eating fireballs for breakfast. Good night.”

“I’d rather eat fireballs than nuts,” Katara chuckled, a shit-eating grin on her face.

“That’s a lie,” Sokka shot back. “Good night.”

Katara and Aang chuckled before the Water Tribe bimbo extinguished the flame in the lantern. 

Within an hour of extinguishing the flame, Aang, Katara, Sokka, Appa, and Momo were fast asleep, resting in the barn of Haru’s family. None of them sensed the marching soldiers, neither by sound nor vibrations, as the men marched up the hill towards the family farm. Their way was lit by torches hanging on polearms. Leading the march was the Fire Nation lieutenant who had shaken down Haru’s mother before. He smirked to himself, so satisfied with the justice he was about to dispense.

He approached the door of the house on the hill. He slammed his fist against the entrance several times. A moment later, Haru opened the door. His jaw dropped in surprise at the presence of soldiers at his door so late in the evening.

“That’s him!” Declared the old man, pushing his way through the group of soldiers. “That’s the earthbender!”

The Lieutenant pushed the old man aside. His hands went to Haru’s shoulders, grabbing the Earthbender and dragging him out of the house.

“Good work,” Commented a Fire Nation soldier, handing the old man a large bag of gold pieces.

“Haru!” Shouted his mother, rushing to the door. The Lieutenant lit his hand with flames.

“Stay back!” He shouted. “Or your son won’t make it to the prison I was gracious enough to pick out for him.”

Haru’s mother began to cry. Another soldier went forward, slamming metal cuffs on Haru’s hands.

The sun had barely begun to crest into the sky. Katara walked towards the water pump halfway between the house and the barn. She placed down the pottery jug, completely empty. She took a stance, flexing her hands. Slowly, she drew a long trail of water from the pipe, arching it through the air before depositing it into the jug. Quite pleased with herself, Katara retrieved the now full jug, turning to move back towards the barn.

The sight of Haru’s mother standing on the edge of the hill, staring off, stopped her.

What’s she doing up? It’s so early Katara thought.

The woman seemed to sense Katara’s presence, turning around to face the Water Tribe girl. Tears were streaming down the old woman’s face.

Katara’s arms went weak as a wave of horrid shock hit her. The jug fell from her hands, slamming into the stone plate beneath her feet, shattering into pieces. Haru’s mother approached, hugging the Water Tribe girl. The words hit Katara’s ears, piercing through the stunned deafness that she had washed over her. She ran to the barn, tears streaming down her own face now. The door was thrown open. Aang and Sokka were almost done packing up their sleeping supplies. They both looked up as the light of the morning flooded the room.

“They took him!” Katara shouted. “They took Haru away!”

“What?” Aang exclaimed.

“The old man turned him into the Fire Nation,” Katara cried. “It’s all my fault. I forced him into earthbending.

“Slow down, Katara,” Sokka said, putting his hands up and approaching his sister. “When did this happen?” He grabbed her hand, pulling her in as Katara collapsed into her brother, wiping her tears away.

“Haru’s mother said they came for him at midnight,” Katara explained, now much calmer.

Sokka grimaced, glancing up and out the barn door. “Then it’s too late to track him. He’s long gone.”

Katara pulled away from her brother’s embrace. “We don’t need to track him,” She declared. A rage-filled fist clenched up in her hand, pulling up to her bust. “The Fire Nation is going to take me right to Haru.”

Aang raised a curious eyebrow at Katara’s statement. “And why would they do that?” He asked”

“Because they’re going to arrest me for earthbending,” Katara declared.

Sokka and Aang exchanged a confused and concerned glance.

What is she talking about? Aang wondered.

Katara, you’re really gonna risk all this just ‘cus he had a nice dick? Sokka thought to himself.

Sokka grunted as the heavy stone finally gave, rolling forward as he demanded of it. Katara added her own strength, getting the tan colored rock to surge across the flat stone ground. A moment later, Sokka felt the ground beneath the rock change as it screeched onto a metal vent embedded in the ground of the path.

“I thought you were crazy at first, Katara,” Sokka began. “But this might work.” They brought the rock to a stop directly on top of the vent. “There are ventilation shafts throughout these mines,” He began.

Katara nodded, “All Aang has to do is send an air current from that vent to this one right here.” She gestured over to a secondary vent located only a few yards away. It was hidden behind a lump of stone that jutted up from the ground, meaning that to anyone approaching from around the corner, there only appeared to be one vent. Aang was relaxing behind the stone, snapping his fingers to send light blasts of air at a butterfly hovering near him and Momo.

“The boulder levitates, and ta-da!” Sokka finished up their plan.“Fake earthbending.”

“Aang,” Katara called to the lounging monk. “Did you get all of that?”

“Sure, sure, I got it,” Aang replied nonchalantly, his eyes still transfixed on the butterfly.

Both Water Tribe siblings glared at him, neither convinced by his statement. “Do you remember your cue?” Sokka asked, far less patient than his sister.

“Yeah, yeah, just relax,” Aang replied equally nonchalantly as before. He continued to snap, Momo watching the butterfly above them intently. “You’re taking all the fun out of this.”

Sokka placed his hands on his hips, quite out of patience for the monk’s antics. “By this, do you mean intentionally being captured by an army of ruthless Firebenders?” The Water Tribe warrior asked sternly.

“Exactly,” Aang smiled. “That’s fun stuff.”

Before Sokka could argue his own points, the sound of footsteps on stone hit his ears. She turned and looked south, spotting a group of shadows on the ground.

“Here they come!” He exclaimed quietly. “Get in your places!”

Sokka and Katara separated, walking to opposite sides of the stone pathway. As the three non-bending Fire Nation soldiers rounded the corner, both began to march towards each other. The boulder on the vent was behind them, just off to Sokka’s left as he marched towards his sister.

At least they’re not Firebenders … we have a fighting chance when this goes wrong Sokka thought as he purposefully slammed himself into Katara.

“Ugh!” He cried in a deeper voice than he actually had. “Get out of my way, pipsqueak!” He shouted, pointing at Katara and raising his voice at the guards. The soldiers came to a stop, watching as the siblings played out their half-assed script.

“How dare you call me pipsqueak, you giant-eared cretin!” Katara half-shouted back as Sokka, doing her best not immediately scan the breeches of the Fire Nation men for their cock sizes.

“What did you call me?” Sokka protested.

“A giant-eared cretin!” Katara repeated, their body movements those of exaggerated overacting. “Look at those things! Do herds of animals use them for shade while they mate?”

“You better back off!” Sokka declared in his deep voice, moving up into Katara’s face. “Seriously,” He whispered. “Back off.”

“I will not back off!” Katara declared loudly, glancing over to make sure she still had the guard's attention. “I bet Elephant-Rabbits get together and make fun of how large your ears are!”

“That’s it!” Sokka cried, now a bit hurt by his sister’s comments. “You’re going down!”

“I’ll show you whose boss!” Katara declared, pointing at her brother. She clenched her fist, glancing over at the boulder. She thrust her body forward, throwing her hand up in the air, “Earthbending style!” She shouted.

Katara and Sokka watched the boulder as it continued to sit on the vent, not moving.

Damn it, Aang Katara hissed in her mind.

“I said!” She all but shouted. “Earthbending style!”

Aang had become quite distracted by the butterfly sitting on her nose. He was laughing to himself as its small legs tickled his nose. Katara’s angered shrieks hit his ears.

Oh shit! He leapt into action, inhaling deeply. His body thrust downward, throwing an air blast through the vent.

Katara and Sokka watched the boulder as it lifted, hovering above the vent. Momo was behind the boulder, her arms spread wide in shock as the rock floated in the air. One of the Fire Nation soldiers gasped.“That lemur! She’s earthbending!”

For fuck’s sake Sokka bemoaned/ “No, you idiot. It’s the girl!” He gestured at Katara, still posing to pretend to bend.

“Oh, uh … of course,” The soldier said sheepishly.

Sokka shook his head. His hands went to Katara’s shoulders as the boulder dropped back down on the vent. “I’ll hold her!” He declared. He leaned in close to Katara’s ear, whispering so only she could hear. “You have twelve hours to find Haru. We’ll be right behind you.”

The guards seized Katara, marching off with her back down the path they had come from. The Water Tribe girl turned to see her brother, Aang, and Momo watching as she was escorted away. Sokka reached up, grabbing his ears with an insecure gesture. Aang was staring at her, worry clear in his eyes.

“Momo, you have some big ears,” Sokka declared, pointing at the lemur-bat. Momo chittered, her ears folding down her back.

Katara was brought from the village down to a port city, also controlled by the Fire Nation. There was a sketch of her drawn, with general information about her village of origin (falsely written as the same village they had just been in) and denoting her status as an Earthbender.

“Your name,” The processing officer demanded.

“Oh, uhh … Dawn,” Katara lied.

“Right, there are prisoners' clothes in that bin. Including this great invention from the Fire Nation called pants. Put them on, and then we’ll escort you to your new home,” The officer said dismissively.

Katara walked over to the straw bin. The clothes were rough-spun wools, scratchy and a disgusting brown colour. Katara found one, a dark brown colour. It was one long piece with a long slit up the bottom half that would cover her legs. It was tight around her waist and restricted her generous bust quite a bit, but it was sexy enough for Katara. She tied off the sash and returned to the officer.

“Good choice, the prison you’re going to has a nine-to-one male-to-female population, and you earthbending beasts can’t seem to keep it in your pants. I’d recommend just keeping your legs spread and your head down,” The officer scoffed.

Katara shuddered at the situation he had described, for a moment considering just staying at whatever prison they were bringing her to. Metal manacles were slapped on her wrist, and she was escorted outside to an Ostrich-Ox drawn cart. She got in, riding it along the docks towards the boat. In the crowd, she spotted two men wearing conicals, one in blue, one in yellow and orange. She inhaled, finding strength in the fact that Sokka and Aang would come to rescue her.

The ship sailed for most of the afternoon, out in the vast ocean off the western coast of the Earth Kingdom. The ship was alone, uncontested in what seemed to be staunchly Fire Nation-controlled water. This allowed Aang to track the smoke cloud billowing from the coal-powered engine of the ship with ease. Appa soared high in the air, carrying Sokka and Aang on the beast’s back. Both were largely silent for most of the trip. It was Sokka who broke the silence.

“So, once we’ve rescued Haru, what’s the plan?” Sokka asked. “We can’t just drop him back off at his village; they’ll know he’s escaped.”

“He could come to the North Pole with us,” Aang suggested. “Having an earthbender might help us. He seems like a competent enough bender.”

“And if he doesn’t want to come, what then?” Sokka asked. “We can’t make every village’s problem our problem.”

Aang frowned, “I’m the Avatar,” He said. “I have a duty to peace.”

“Sure, but you don’t have any other elements mastered,” Sokka replied. “Our priority is getting you to the North Pole to find a Waterbending Master; nothing else should get in the way of that.”

Appa roared, interrupting the conversation. Both men looked ahead as a massive metal spire, twisting from the deep waters of the ocean, appeared. It was a shipyard, constructing the latest and largest Fire Navy vessels. Sokka sensed the distress Aang was radiating as the shipyard came into view.

“She’ll be fine, Aang,” Sokka reassured his friend, putting his hand on his shoulder. “Katara knows what she’s doing.” 

Aang pulled on Appa’s reins, banking the bison high up into the clouds, away from the prison. Katara had until just past midnight to find Haru. Until then, Sokka and Aang would wait in the waters nearby.

It was sunset as the ship pulled into port. Katara and the other new prisoners were offloaded and made to line up not too far from their ship. Fire Nation nonbebder guards stood at either side of the line-up. An older Fire Nation soldier appeared after a few minutes. He was balding, his hair starting halfway up his head. A grey top knot turned to long hair of what was left falling down his back. His moustache did not connect, much like the hung lieutenant, it was two grey wisps. His goatee was thicker, a jagged, pointed grey spike on his chin.

“Earthbenders,” He addressed the group. “It is my pleasure to welcome you aboard my modest shipyard. I am your Warden. I prefer to think of you not as prisoners, but as honoured guests. And I hope in time you come to think of me as your humble and caring host.”

He folded his arms behind his back, beginning to pace parallel to the line-up. “You will succeed here if you simply abid-”

He stopped abruptly as one of the new prisoners coughed weakly. His face contorted with rage. His arm lashed out, spraying fire at the Earthbender prisoner, an older, balding man who seemed quite frail. The earthbender leapt back, nearly jumping overboard into the frigid salt water.

“What kind of guest dishonours his host by interrupting him?” The warden shouted at the man. He looked to the guards. “Take him below! One week in solitary confinement will improve his manners.”

One guard came up, grabbing the balding bender by his arms roughly and all but dragging him off the docks.

I wonder if he does that to every group. Intimidate them and show just how vicious and strict the rules are Katara thought to herself. She watched the man be marched away, something the Warden sensed.

“Simply treat me with the courtesy I give you, and we’ll get along famously,” He finished, sneering at Katara, moving close to her, getting in her face.

He turned, gesturing for his men to follow. The remaining guards pushed the earthbenders to march. They lined up, following the warden and lead guard further into the complex. Metal docks turned to metal stairs that led to a metal pathway along a metal way towards a set of metal doors.

“You will notice, Earthbenders,” He continued as they walked, gesturing to their surroundings. “That this rig is made entirely of metal. You are miles from any rock or earth. So if you have any illusions about employing that brutish savagery that passes for bending among you people, forget them. It is impossible.”

Katara paused, grabbing the metal railing. She stared out into the vast ocean and the setting sun. No sign of Sokka or Aang or Appa, but that was probably for the best. She saw dozens of prisoners hammering away in the hull of a ship they were constructing. A rough shove sent Katara surging forward, nearly falling to the ground. The long skirt of her clothes was quite restrictive, even with the leg slit. Katara wasn’t used to such small movement, stumbling before catching herself on the railing.

“Keep moving!” A guard demanded. Katara grunted, standing back up and rejoining the line-up. They were brought to an opening in the wall, the metal slabs of doors had been retracted, allowing people to move in between the long metal hallway into a large open pen. Katara glanced in, spotting dozens, if not hundreds, of people dressed in similar roughspun clothes.

The warden took a long look at his fresh prisoners. He smiled, “Good evening,” He said, marching off. The guards ushered the new prisoners into their pen, the metal door slamming down behind them.

The pen was only covered with walls on two sides. The other side had a good view of the ocean. The vast, unending ocean showed that the shipyard was truly miles from the coast. Wooden shacks were set up for the prisoners, but beyond that, it was a giant metal square with massive walls allowing the guards to examine their every move. Katara looked around, scanning the faces (and dicks) of the prisoners.

Katara marched into the camp, scanning the many faces of Earthbenders sitting rather sullenly in the camp. There was nothing more than a massive metal slab in front of her. Katara was in a terrible awe of it all.

“Katara?” A familiar voice called. She turned, gasping in excitement as she saw the Earthbender.

“Haru!” She cheered, running over and embracing him with a hug.

“What are you doing here?” Haru asked as he returned the hug.

Katara looked up at him, pulling back from the embrace. “It’s my fault you were captured. I came to rescue you.”

“So you got yourself arrested?” Haru asked, confused by her actions.

“It was the only way to find you,” Katara replied.

Haru smiled, crossing his arms. “You got guts, Katara, I’ll give you that.”

“You would know,” Katara tittered. Haru’s own prisoner garb kept his cock well hidden, but Katara could feel an ache in her crotch.

Okay, maybe there were a few reasons I went to find him. But it’s like Aang said, cocks are living, breathing creatures. This place is killing all of these benders' spirits and their sex drives. It's so horrible Katara thought to herself.

“Come on,” Haru gestured. “There’s someone I want you to meet.” 

Haru reached out, taking Katara by the shoulder and marching them through the groups of prisoners over to a group huddle by a setup of metal tables. They were covered in wooden bowls and metal spoons, with large metal pots filled with some rather unappetizing-looking cold stew.

An old man, balding, with snow white hair, was sitting amongst a group of elders. His massive hair and beard ran down his chest and back. He was of a massive height with a large chest and thick arms. Katara desperately scanned his crotch, but the brown sack proved to be too thick for her vulture-eagle eyes.

“Katara,” Haru gestured to the man. “This is my father, Tyro. Dad, this is Katara.”

The old, balding man looked up from his wooden bowl at the busty Water Tribe girl. “It’s an honour to meet you,” Katara said with a bow.

He smiled warmly at her. “Have some dinner, Katara,” He said, offering her his bowl. Katara eagerly took the bowl, but her expression soured upon sighting what looked like rock chunks floating in brackish water.

“It’s not as bad as it looks,” Tyro chuckled warmly in a soft tone.

Katara sat down, pulling the metal spoon to her mouth. The taste hit her tongue, and her body completely recoiled. Perhaps it had been almost entirely cum-based diet she had been enjoying for a few days, but the liquid was cold, horrid, and almost inedible. She choked and gagged on it, swallowing the best she could.

“It’s still pretty bad, though,” Tyro smiled at her.

A man approached the group, placing his hand on Tyro’s shoulder to get his attention. Tyro looked up as the man spoke. “Tyro, the prisoners are complaining there aren’t enough blankets to go around.”

Tyro nodded, inhaling slowly. “I’ll talk to the guards. In the meantime, make sure the elderly are taken care of. The younger kids like Haru and the others, I’m sure, they won’t mind cuddling for warmth. The rest of us will simply have to hope for warmer weather.”

Katara perked up as Tyro finished his words. “If you don’t mind my asking, what’s your escape plan?”

Tyro raised an eyebrow at the Water Tribe girl, “Excuse me?”

“You know, “Katara continued. “The plan to get everyone off the rig. What is it? Mutiny? Sabotage?”

Tyro shook his head. “The plan? The plan is to survive. Wait out this war and hope that one day some of us can go home and forget this ever happened.”

Katara was shocked. “How can you say that? You sound like you’ve already given up!”

“Katara, I admire your courage,” Tyro replied. “And I envy your youth. But people’s lives are at stake here. The warden is a ruthless man, and he won’t stand for any rebellion. I’m sorry, but we are powerless.”

A fiery rage swelled in Katara’s stomach. She stood up, looking at Tyro as he lamented his potion.

“We’ll see about that,” Katara declared. Tyro and Haru watched as Katara marched to the tables hosting their food. She scooped the metal ladle from the pot of food and grabbed a lid from another pot. Katara pulled herself up onto the table, turning to address the group. The metallic clang of the ladle against the lid echoed softly across the yard.

The guards on the wall all paused, looking down at the commotion. A few of them moved, grabbing their spears, preparing to intervene. The Warden, however, had climbed to the top of the wall to see how his new prisoners were integrating. He waved them off.

No need … this little bimbo won’t change any minds he chuckled to himself.

“Earthbenders!” Katara called. “You don’t know me, but I know of you! Every child in my Water Tribe village was rocked to sleep with stories of the brave Earth Kingdom and the courageous benders who guard its borders. Some of you may think that the Fire Nation has made you powerless. Yes, they have taken away your ability to bend. But they can’t take away your courage. And it is your courage they should truly fear, because it runs deeper than any mine you’ve been forced to dig, any ocean that keeps you from home. It is the strength of your hearts that make you who you are. Hearts that will remain unbroken when all rock and stone has eroded away! The time to fight back is now! I can tell you that the Avatar has returned! So remember your courage, Earthbenders! Let us fight for our freedom!” 

Katara’s speech crescendoed, all heads in the yard staring at her. One by one, they fell away, back into the discussions of their smaller groups. Katara’s heart sank as she watched her speech wash over every single soul in the yard and go out to sea, rushing away like the wind.

The Warden, satisfied, walked away, returning to his quarters.

After the sun set, the benders began settling in for the evening. The cool autumn air swept over the metal surface. The eldest amongst them were allowed the beds hidden in the cabins, but each cabin was small with only two cots. Most of the prisoners slept outside. Haru brought Katara to the youngest amongst the prisoners, camping out in the corner of the structure. Aside from Haru and Katara, there was anotherearthbender girl and two men. As they approached, Katara heard the distinct muffled sounds of moaning. Haru and Katara approached as the girl was being spit-roasted by the two men. Both of them had rather average-sized cocks, only five and six inches respectively, Katara guessed. The girl was nothing special either, her breasts only the size of oranges, her hips narrow, and her ass quite flat. All the same, she was rocking her body back and forth between the two dicks currently buried in her mouth and pussy.

“Hey, Haru,” Greeted one of the guys. “If that new girl is half as good at sucking cock as she is at sucking at speeches, we’ll be wanting for nothing!”

Katara crossed her arms, quite cross at the insult. “Fuck you, my fat tits would crush those little balls of yours into paste,” Katara replied. “Not that I’d ever let you see them.”

“Oooh,” Cooed the girl, pulling off the cock in her mouth. “Someone’s not used to being a shared pussy. What’s wrong? Thought every guy would fall over themselves and jerk off to your hourglass body?”

“That’s enough, guys,” Haru insisted. “Katara, this is Eling. The guys are Rumi and Chono. They’re from a village not far from mine.”

The man in Eling’s pussy, identified as Rumi, gave a wave.

“You’re the Water Tribe bimbo Haru was gushing about, says you’re a freak for anal?” Chono asked. His five-inch cock was sitting rigidly on his crotch as he looked her body over.

Katara smiled, “You mentioned me, how sweet. And yeah, I’m a butt slut, and a mouth slut. Really, I think the word best for me is just slut.”

“He said you don’t wear pants,” Eling tittered. “Prove it.”

Katara pulled at the leg slit of her outfit, revealing her completely bare legs and exposed pussy.

“Shit, Haru wasn’t lying!” Chono chuckled, “How about you come sit on this dick then?”

Katara smiled.“Finally, I haven’t been fucked since you cored out my ass in the hills by your house,” Katara commented.

She approached, pulling her rough-spun tunic up. Chono leaned back, smirking in excitement. Katara lowered herself, his reasonably sized cock disappeared into her pussy. Katara shuddered at the penetration. She’d yet to have a normal-sized cock on her journey. Part of her had worried she’d be too used to big dicks to enjoy it. However, Chono’s dick was hitting all the right places inside her as he began to thrust up into her. He wouldn’t penetrate her womb, but that wasn’t stopping Katara from soaking herself in arousal around his cock.

“Fuck,” She squirmed on his, thrusting down on him as he thrust into her.

“I mean, seriously,” Chono laughed. “Now that a bitch with a body like yours is here, why would I ever want to leave?”

Katara’s jaw dropped at the insult.

This bastard has done nothing but insult me, and I’m still riding his dick. Fuck, it feels too good to stop, though Katara thought to herself.

“Hey, I said back off,” Haru hissed, burying his thick cock inside Eling’s mouth. “Besides, not everyone’s lucky like us. My dad misses my mom like crazy. I can’t imagine over five years of celibacy would be easy.”

“If he’s anything like those rapists we got sent to solitary, he just needs a fat pair of tits waved in front of his face, and he’ll rip this place in half,” Rumi chuckled.

“Hey, don’t insult my father like that; he’s been working to protect everyone here, even you losers. You’ve been here for a year each, and I know you haven’t contributed shit,” Haru hissed. Eling began to protest, but Haru shut her up by forcing his cock into her stomach. She screamed in pleasure and alarm around his cock.

Katara remained silent as Rumi, Chono, and Haru continued to argue, thinking about everything everyone had just said to her. She shuddered, her train of thought interrupted as she came. Her arms wrapped around Chono, squeezing him tight as her pussy clamped down on his dick. A second later, his load exploded inside her, flooding her cunt with the familiar warmth of cum. She peeled off, finding his cock fully flaccid. She looked over to Haru, Eling, and Rumi, far too absorbed in their own orgy. Chono had lain down, taking a long break. She realised this was not his first finish of the night.

The searchlight atop the towered spire of the shipyard was scanning the calm oceans for approaching craft. It failed to search the skies as Appa dove down. The Sky Bison hovered silently off the edge of the ship. Aang peered up into the prisoner yard through the barbed wire fences that roped in the exposed edges. He spotted Katara, sleeping outside in a pile of other contemporaries; there was a bit of cum on her face.

That’s her He thought to himself with a chuckle. With an air blast, Aang cleared the fence, landing softly on the metal rig. He went over to Katara, placing a hand over her mouth. Katara awoke with a start, looking up at her would-be attacker. Aang brought his other hand to his mouth, instructing her to be quiet. Katara nodded.

The duo moved away from the pile, over to the edge of the rig. Appa floated up, with Sokka in the saddle with Momo. The sun was creeping into the sky on the ocean’s horizon.

“Your twelve hours are up,” Sokka whispered to his sister. “Where’s Haru? We gotta get out of here.”

“I can’t,” Katara replied sternly.

“We don’t have much time; there are guards everywhere,” Sokka replied. “Get on!”

Katara looked at the Sky Bison on the other side of the wires. Aang began to reach for her, preparing to grab her so they could jump over the fence. He sensed her hesitation, however.

“Katara, what’s wrong?” Aang asked.

“I’m not leaving,” Katara stated. “I’m not giving up on these people.” 

“What do you mean you’re not leaving?” Sokka hissed. “You want Aang and I to just abandon you here?”

“We can’t abandon these people!” Katara replied.“There has to be a way to help them.”

Aang grimaced, glancing down at the floor.

We need you, Aang

“Maybe she’s right,” He said. “What do you say, Sokka?”

“I say you’re both crazy!” Sokka hissed, pointing at them both. “You just want someone to fuck on our journey, Aang, and you’re too soft-hearted, Katara!”

Neither had a chance to respond as the searchlight flew over their heads; the trio ducked low to avoid the light. There was an approaching group of guards, walking around the lip of metal that jutted from the fence.

“Last chance,” Sokka stated sternly. “We need to leave. Now.”

“No,” Katara said, not even trying to keep her voice down.

Sokka shook his head in frustration, remembering what their Gran-Gran said. “I hate when you get like this.”

He leapt from Appa’s back. Aang jumped the fence, grabbed Sokka, and brought him to the other side of the fence.

“Come on, we better hide,” He said. He and Katara scampered off into the prison grounds.  Aang looked to his Bison and Lemur.

“Go,” He whispered, gesturing for them to leave. Momo leapt from Appa’s horns, landing on Aang’s shoulder on the other side of the fence. Appa arched through the air, flying off as Aang ran away. He banked into the skies, spotted at the last moment by two guards.

“Look!” Called one of them.

“Tell me exactly what you saw,” The Warden demanded, quite angry that he had been awoken from his sleep. The sun was rising on the first day of the new prisoner’s life. He would not dishonour his guests with such frivolous issues as his guards hallucinating.

“Well, Sir, it looked like a flying bison,” The guard said.

“What?” The Warden questioned, raising his eyebrow in confusion.

“It was a giant flying buffalo, Sir,” the other guard added. “With an empty saddle.”

“Which was it? A bison or a buffalo?” The Warden asked, his annoyed tone sharp with each word.

The guards exchanged a glance. “Uhhh … I’m not sure what the difference is,” replied the first one. “But that’s not really the point, is it, Sir?”

Speaking back to his host?! The Warden roared to himself.

The Warden’s temper flared at the insult, “I’ll decide what the point is, fool!” He declared. His hand went up, grabbing the subordinate’s shoulder. With a swift shove, the guard went screaming over the edge, splashing into the water below.

He turned to the other soldier. “You!” He barked. “Wake up the Captain! Search the entire Rig!” The Warden turned, intending to return to his bed for a bit more before morning roll call.

“Sir,” The guard called hesitantly.

“What?” The Warden hissed back.

“That was the Captain you just threw overboard, so-”

Friggin’ typical the Warden swore in his mind, “Then wake up someone I haven’t thrown overboard and search the Rig. There’s something going on here, and I don’t like it. First, that Water Tribe bimbo pretending to be an Earthbender and now flying Bison and or Buffalo.”

Katara, Sokka, Aang, and Momo found a nice blind spot in the guard towers and spotlights in some wooden crates of supplies behind some of the huts. The groups of prisoners sleeping outside seemed to avoid it, giving them a bit of distance from anyone at all.

“We don’t have much time,” Sokka stated to Katara. “What are we gonna do?”

“I wish I knew how to make a hurricane,” Aang lamented, earning a strange look from Katara and Sokka.

“The Warden would run away, and we would steal his keys!” Aang explained.

“Wouldn’t he just take his keys with him?” Sokka questioned.

“I don’t think this Rig could withstand a Hurricane,” Katara added.

“I’m just tossing ideas around,” Aang shrugged.

“I tried talking the earthbenders into fighting back, but it didn’t work,” Katara explained. “If there was just some way to help them help themselves.”

“For that, they’d need some kind of earth or some rock,” Sokka observed. “Something they can bend.”

“But this entire place is made of metal,” Katara replied, running her hands along the smooth, cold surface of the floor.

The three sighed, staring up at the night sky. Starlight was being blocked by the searchlights and the billowing smoke of the chimney at the centre of the rig.

“No, it’s not!” Aang declared. “Look at the smoke! I bet they’re burning coal. In other words … earth.”

The sun was rising on the Rig. The night shift guards were switching with the morning crew, giving the trio gaps in the security that they could utilise. Aang snuck down a ventilation shaft as Katara and Sokka scampered through the yard, doing their best not to wake up the benders as they shut vents. They came back to a large central vent in between all of the huts. They both crouched down, looking down the opening.

“It’s almost dawn, we’re running out of time,” Katara exclaimed to her brother. “You sure this is gonna work?”

Sokka nodded, “It should. These vents reminded me of our little trick back at Haru’s village. We’re gonna do the same thing but on a much bigger scale. There’s a huge deposit of coal at the base of this island. The whole system is ventilated. Aang closed off all the internal vents except one, and we did the same in this yard. When he does his Airbending, the coal only has one place to go. Right back here.”

Katara and Sokka looked around. The prisoners were beginning to get up for the day, most of them so dazed and defeated they didn’t even seem to notice Sokka’s presence. However, the guards were aware.

“There’s the intruder!” One called. Suddenly, five spearmen were rushing through the yard to corner Katara and Sokka are the vent they were crouching next to.

Sokka drew his club and boomerang, leaping to his feet, “Stay back!” He shouted. “I’m warning you!”

Tyro pushed his way through the crowd towards the commotion. “Katara, stop!” He called to her. “You can’t win this fight!”

“Listen to him well, bitch,” Called the voice of Warden, smirking in self-satisfaction.

This is perfect, a good example for the other new prisoners and just in time for roll call. He thought.

“You’re one mistake away from dying where you stand,” He declared.

The spearmen began to push in from all sides, inching towards the siblings, now standing back to back. Suddenly, wind began to billow from the vent they were next to. Coal dust and pebbles whipped up through the metal grates.

Then, the entire top was blown off as a massive geyser of hot, black earth leapt into the air. It bulged up before falling down, showering everyone standing nearby in burning hot embers. For a moment, everyone stared in shock at the sight, a massive black cloud of coal dust hung in the air. A moment later, a massive blast of air cleared the area. Aang leapt up from the vent, covered head to toe in coal dust and completely nude, sweating from the heat of the furnace. Momo flew up, almost damp with sweat, landing on her owner’s shoulder. Aang began hacking up a lung, having inhaled quite a bit of coal.

Katara ran to the top of the small hill of coal, picking up one of the now-cooled rocks, “Here’s your chance, Earthbenders!” She declared. “Take it! Your fate is in your own hands!”

Once again, there was a silence. Haru began to move towards Katara, but was stopped by Tyro. A few of the older prisoners backed away as well.

The Warden let out a billowing laugh from behind Katara. “Foolish girl,” He insulted her. “You thought a few inspirational words and some coal would change these people? Look at these blank, hopeless faces. Their spirits were broken a long time ago. Oh, but you still believed in them. How sweet. They’re a waste of your energy, little girl. You failed.”

Katara’s arm went weak, dropping the piece of coal into the pile. Haru smiled at her weakly.

“Oh well, Katara…” He lamented. “I guess there’s nothing we can say to inspire these men to fight back.”

Wait! A ship full of male prisoners?! Katara thought to herself It’s so simple! I know just how to motivate them!”

Katara reached down, tearing at the poor material that made up her prisoner uniform. The material ripped with ease around her stomach, just above the brown sash holding it in place.

“The Fire Nation wants to keep you all locked here away from all the women back in your villages!” Katara cried to the group, bunching up her now divided top and blue tunic still underneath. “Are you men really ready to give up on boobs and ass!?”

Katara lifted her top, flashing the crowd her massive rack. Each tit was larger than her head. “Here’s a reminder of what’s waiting for you all back home!”

The Warden scoffed, turning around to leave. “Let them breed, it’ll change nothing.”

He got seven steps before a coal pebble flew through the air, slamming into his head. He turned around in a fury. Haru stood at the front of the pack, twirling three coal rocks in the air with his bending.

“YEAH!” Cheered a man.

“We want tits!” Another called.

The Warden shouted, unleashing two fistful blasts of fire. Haru recoiled, preparing for the worst. A shield of coal suddenly leapt up, absorbing the heat of the impact. Haru turned to see his father, Tyro and several other older benders had formed up.

“Show no mercy!” The Warden ordered. A firing squad unleashed a massive blast of flames. Tyro, Haru, and the other benders created a larger shield wall, once again tanking the blast. With a grunt, they sent a tidal wave of coal at the Warden.

“For the Earth Kingdom!” Tyro shouted.

Katara, meanwhile, had dismounted the earth pile and had been stripped to nothing but her necklace. One cock in her ass, one in her pussy, one in her mouth, one between her tits, and two between her hands.

This was such a good idea Katara thought to herself as her entire body was used to pleasure the pent-up prisoners.

“Your sister has an interesting way of solving problems,” Aang observed.

“Whatever, just get Appa here,” Sokka replied, gripping his club hard. “We’re fighting our way out of here!”

“Attack!” Tyro shouted again, and the Earthbenders sprang into action. The yard was light with violence, the coal catching fire as it snaked its way around the attacks. Several of the male guards pinning down the rare female prisoner, only to be dragged off her by the male earthbenders and beaten. Sokka chopped off the spear heads of the non-benders, tossing them up for Momo to hold. Aang spotted a slender Earth Kingdom girl, pinning a Fire Nation soldier with her cunt as she bent a shield wall of coal around her. She was riding him hard, knocking down anyone who tried to get close.

Many of the Earth Kingdom men were unloading onto and into Katara before racing off to battle. Katara moaned like the whore she was around the new cock in her mouth, lapping at the ball sack. Her ass cheeks rippled and shook as two cocks pistoned into her pussy and ass in tandem.

So full She moaned to herself as she felt what could only be described as gallons of cum poured on her body. The cock in her mouth was massively thick, bulging her throat. She felt her necklace straining against her throat as it stretched to compensate for the cock. An intense orgasm ripped through Katara’s body as her mind began to blank from pleasure. Her throat bucked, stretching even further.

Haru and Tyro pooled together a mass of coal, condensing into a solid, hard mass. With a thrust, it flew across the yard, smashing a hole through the metal walls of their hole. The shock wave was so intense that two of the guards atop the wall fell, crunching as they slammed into the metal plate and their deaths below.

“Get to the ships! Free those in solitary!” Tyro commanded. “We’ll hold them off!”

“Do not let them escape,” ordered the Warden.

This mad dash brought Katara, now completely coated from tits to toes in cum, back to reality, as the last of her orgy partners abruptly pulled out as they began sprinting for the exit. Katara licked her lips, wiped the cum from her eyes and began sprinting, completely nude, for the exit. She grabbed her blue tunic, choosing to wait until she had properly cleaned herself before putting it on. She spotted Aang and Sokka near the entrance, also retreating. Aang suddenly turned around, spinning his hands to create a cyclone of air wrapping around his still nude form.

“Guys, throw me some coal!” He demanded. Sokka and Katara quickly scrambled, grabbing the hot rocks from around and dropping them into the cyclone. It launched out like cannon fire, slamming into the firebenders. Sokka grabbed a large handful, dumping it all in. They all flew across the yard, beating down the Fire Nation soldiers. The Warden hit the ground, his nose broken by the impact of a hot rock to the face. Before he could recover, the coal beneath him shifted, lifting him and his guards.

Tyro, Haru, and Chono bent the rock bed up and over the edge of the fence.

“No, please!” The Warden pleaded. “ I can’t swim.”

“Don’t worry,” Tyro replied, “I hear cowards float.”

With that, the trio dropped the rocks, sending all the Firebenders into the waters below.

The Earthbenders overwhelmed the guards at the docks, seizing every boat there was. Aang shouted into the skies for Appa, and sure enough, the Bison appeared. Aang redressed himself on the bison’s saddle. Katara, meanwhile, tested her abilities very carefully; she was able to bend the cum off her body. At first, she flicked it off into the ocean, but after a moment, a naughty idea hit her, and instead she directed the stream into her mouth, swallowing the cum cocktail over a hundred different sets of balls strong. Completely clean, she replaced her short tunic on her body, covering herself down to her waist.

“I want to thank you for saving me,” Haru said, approaching Katara as she cleaned up on the stolen Fire Nation ship. “For saving us.”

“All it took was a little coal,” Katara chuckled.

“It wasn’t the coal, Katara,” Haru said with a smile. “It was you. Well … your tits.”

“Thank you for helping me to find my courage, Katara of the Water Tribe,” Tyro smiled, placing a hand on her shoulder. “My family and everyone here owes you much.”

“So, I guess you’re going home now?” Katara asked.

Tyro nodded, “Yes, to take my village.”

He pulled away from Katara, looking at all the other ships, “To take back all of our villages!” He cried, to the cheers of the other escapees. “The Fire Nation will regret the day they set foot on our land and stole us away from our husbands, wives, and partners!”

Katara smiled, watching the hurrahs.

“Come with us,” Haru whispered to her. Katara turned to face him.

“I can’t,” she said. “Your mission is to take back your home. Ours is to get Aang to the North Pole.”

Aang was lounging on Appa’s head, floating a piece of coal in an air ball to amuse Momo.

“That’s him, isn’t it?” Haru asked, “The Avatar. You weren’t lying. Katara, thank you for bringing my father back to me. I never thought I’d see him again. I only wish there was some way…”

His voice trailed off, unsure of how to finish his statement. Katara felt tears forming in her eyes. “I know,” She said, reaching up and stroking her exposed neckline. She gasped in fear, feeling again for the choker, but it was gone.

What … when? Katara gasped No … when that massive cock face fucked me! It must have snapped!

“My mother’s necklace!” She lamented in fear. “It’s gone!”

The Water Tribe necklace sat amongst a pile of coal and cum. The silk sash that had bound it in place around Katara’s throat snapped haphazardly. A pale hand reached down, seizing it.

The Avatar’s little whore was here, just like the Warden said Zuko thought as he clutched the trinket in his hand.