Chapter 3 - Katara Comes to Town

 Power could be an addicting thing in the wrong hands. 

 Aang noticed as time passed that even he became deeply affected by his new responsibilities to replenish the ranks of Airbenders. The badge given to him conferred the power of forcing any person to breed on order, so long as there was a good reason for it. A few years past, simply the idea of being naked next to a girl would’ve made him blush. But spending time with Katara and Sokka and learning from their Slutty Water Tribe ways cured him of most of that. Still, it was only when the badge was handed down to him along with the instructions to make more Airbenders, that he finally unleashed his imagination, not by selfishly screwing any attractive girl that crossed his path, but by using his new authority to break down the boundaries that kept so many from enjoying one another and their own bodies as they should. 

 Airbenders were important. 

 Making the world a better place was also important. 

 Is it wrong to be doing this? he asked himself as he stood before the fire, running his fingers over the elegant badge. People were still going at it and fucking all around him, but the Avatar had fallen into a contemplative mood over the last few days and became introspective. Have I pushed this too far? How many daughters would now bore their father’s seed because of him? How many sons knew the pleasure of their sisters’ and mother’s tender flesh? 

 As always, it was Katara that sensed he wasn’t himself, and came to sit next to him. No words were needed when their bond was so strong - she just wrapped her brown slender limbs around him and pushed the chocolate breasts against his ribs. Her fingers searchingly went down and grabbed his shaft, the thumb probingly caressing the tip. The blue eyes went wide and twinkled as Aang held them. “Not feeling up to the task?” 

 It was no longer her tight body or her touch that drove him crazy, but the light in her blue eyes and the warmth of her voice. Katara. What would I do without you? Where would I be without you? “I could be dying and I would still be up to the task if it were you.” 

 Katara blushed and slapped him playfully. “What’s gotten into you, huh? You were just screwing some young mother this morning while she sang to comfort her sleeping baby in the crib and her husband watched. Have you forgotten that, Avatar?” 

 Aang cringed to hear the events described to him in that way. Did that seriously take place? He could barely remember… “Perhaps I’ve gone too far.” 

 The blue eyes blinked. “Too far?” Suddenly, Katara punched him in the stomach and pushed him on his back, mounting him. “You haven’t gone far enough, Avatar.” She grinned down at him and Aang could feel the heat of her pussy against his abs. He wanted to be serious for now, but his dick went completely stiff at the sight of her. The abs flexed as she arched her back and let her round butt make contact with the engorged shaft, the sweat glimmering over her dark body in the firelight.

“How could you think you’ve gone too far, when we’re only just gotten started?” 

 Aang felt his cock spam and slap against her ass. Just like that, the strong cheeks trapped it between them and started flexing. She’s so good at this, he thought, feeling a little uncomfortable. Goodness, she can control her ass so easily… 

 Katara grinned down at him and kept going at it, moving her tongue enticingly across her lips as her glutes teased his poor dick. “You know, I’ve been thinking about something.” 

 The Avatar stared at her and struggled to breathe. “What’s that?” 

“Since you’re feeling torn lately, why don’t you let me try using that badge for a while? I have a few ideas for fun things we could do.” The firelight burned in her eyes.

 He ran his pale hands up her beautiful brown thighs, all the way up to her slender waist. “Like what?” 

“Oh… That’s a secret. Or no, let’s call it a surprise, since I’m sure you’ll enjoy it. Plus, you might learn a thing or two from it. I’ve always been a good teacher to you, haven’t I?” 

 Aang smiled. “In some areas, yes.” 

 Katara smacked him playfully, then leaned over and let her nipples brush against his chest. Her lower body went up, letting his shaft pass between the welcoming folds of her butt until it grinded to a halt up inside her scorching pussy. All she needed to do was drop down, and Aang knew he would be in heaven once more. 

 She kissed his cheek then whispered into his ear. “So, what do you say? Are you going to give me a chance, or what?” 

“Well…” Would that even be allowed? Just to hand her the badge? It was meant for him to use to bring forth more Airbenders, though admittedly Aang used it for far more than that…

“Come on!” Katara insisted. “Say it.” 

 Overwhelmed by the head of her body, he opened his mouth and spoke.



 The town crouched in the shadow of a snow-capped mountain, shrouded in fog. It was a cool and foggy morning as they made their approach, and Aang could feel the biting breeze against his skin. Only Katara charged happily ahead of them all, Katara who now possessed his badge… 

 What have I done? Aang wondered, only half-jokingly. Of course, there were no chances that Karata would turn into a different person all of a sudden, especially not after she already played such a crucial part in Aang’s decision making so far. But knowing how insatiably horny and deviant she could be, there was no doubt in his mind that these people were going to be in for a surprise. 

 Walking alongside Aang with his arms wrapped around Mai and Ty Lee, Zuko let his eyes pass over his country’s landscape. “Beautiful, isn’t it?” 

 Aang bobbed his head and somewhere behind them Azula grunted, following around on all fours and gagged, looking more like a human pet than powerful mistress she thought herself to be. 

 Zuko and Sokka both snorted at the sight of her and high fived each other after cracking some mean jokes about her captivity. Is this too far? Aang wondered. Azula was nothing if not a cold-blooded killer… but treating her in such a subhuman fashion seemed a bit much. “Maybe we should let her go,” he mused. 

“To do what? Run away and knife us in our sleep?” snapped Zuko, the temper showing on his face. Mai and Ty Lee glared at Aang along with their master, their appetizing young breasts bouncing enticingly as they leaning against his chest. “No, I don’t think so. She’s lucky we don’t feed her as a dog and let her get fucked by dogs.” 

 Sokka grinned and gave her plump ass a long look as it swayed. “Maybe we should.” 

“Oh, shut up already!” cried Katara, turning to face them all. Her face was determined, and her eyes shone like two stars despite the gloomy morning. “We are going to have a blast! Who cares about Azula? Aang, Zuko - discuss this later. Now, just follow my lead.” 

 Hearing her order them around with such confidence made Aang grow hard under his loincloth. What in the world is she planning? 

 Soon enough, the sun came out, the clouds began to disperse, and the elegant eaves of the city’s skyline came into view. 

“Oh, yes,” Katara was saying. “Finally…” 



 The Fire Nation kept its streets clean and well-organized, and this place was no different. As Katara led the gang down the main street of the city, she could feel the burning gazes of all the elegant citizens watching them from afar. I suppose we must be pleasant to look at, no? The most Katara could see was a teenage girl wearing a top that showed off her toned tummy and a middle-aged woman hugging her tits as if they were babies. But seeing these perfect physiques strolling by their houses must have been strange, especially for the men that found themselves staring at their full and perky breasts swaying with every step. As her eyes wandered over the crowd, Katara even noticed an old man staring at Azula and then reaching down absentmindedly to tug at his crotch. You dirty old geezer! 

 Katara giggled by herself, happy with her choice to come here. Yes, this is going to be wonderful! She locked eyes with a cute family walking by and winked at the bulky father, who blushed and pretended to take offense. You guys, you have no idea what excitement is in store for you. 

 As soon as the initial shock wore off, though, a few of them raised their brows in recognition of Zuko, and then Aang. Both elderly couples and kids were streaming from their homes to speak to them and ask questions, completely disregarding the fact that a simple glance down could’ve given a peek of their dicks as they swung under the flimsy loincloths. 

 Katara kept her eyes peeled for a platform to speak to them from, but could see none. There was a statue in the middle of the city center, however… one whose head reared above the roofs of every building. Oh boy, thought the brown-limbed beauty. She swallowed her hesitation, then ran over and scaled it quickly. She sighed as she dropped down to rest on the statue’s shoulder, thinking they were all staring at her and the sight of her flexing butt she must have offered them as she climbed, but instead noticed they were all too enraptured by Aang and Zuko to be paying attention.

“Hey!” she cried. “HEY!” Failing that, she stood up on the statue’s shoulder and did her best to draw their attention. “Hear ye! Hear ye!” 

 No one paid any attention. The space around Aang was abuzz with people asking questions. Finally, Katara could feel her anger rising and shouted as loudly as she could. “ATTENTION! ATTENTION!” 

 Everyone went quiet and gazed up at her. “Okay, good,” whispered Katara. She cleared her throat, then went on. “I am happy to announce that starting right now, this town has fallen under my direct authority.” 

“Who are you?” a voice could be heard asking. 

“I am one of the Avatar’s companions!” spat Katara. “More importantly, I have been given this!” She raised the badge to the sky and held it over them. The citizens squinted up, though there wasn’t much of a chance they could see anything. “This badge empowers me to make the changes I find necessary in order to improve the living conditions here.

“Look at yourselves, and look at us! You’re all over-dressed and repressing your natural instincts and appetites because of your overwhelming insecurities. No longer! Now, with the authority vested in me, I command you to strip and pleasure yourselves and one another, putting aside once and for all the constraint of family bonds. Sons, feel free to fuck your moms! Daughters, feel free to fuck your dads! Brothers and sisters, feel free to fuck one another! I’m here to set you free.” 

 Katara awaited the applause, but they only stared at her, stunned and confused. Annoyed, she clambered down from the statue and came close enough to flash the badge in their faces. “See? You have to respect the badge!” 

 Aang and Zuko nodded solemnly. “What she says is true. We’ve been travelling for some time now trying to help the people become more open minded, so please give it a chance.”

“O-Oh,” said the crowd in unison. 

 Huh? Why are they listening to them instead of me? I have the badge, damn it! “You will listen to what I say!” Katara commanded. “You there!” Her eyes landed on a towering guard whose arms were thicker than her waist. “You’re a handsome guy. Why don’t you start us off? Strip for me.” 

“Uhm…” Despite his size and grim features, the man suddenly melted away in shame. “I don’t think I can…” His eyes fell to willowy girl to his side. “My daughter is right here.” 

 Katara sniffed with annoyance. “Even better. Strip your daughter too. Both of you. Now.” 

“M-Miss…” His eyes sought Aang for help. “Avatar, I beg of you.”

 He only lowered his bald head and scratched it with a smile. “I’m afraid you have to do as she says. The badge gives her supreme authority. But trust me, Katara is an expert in these matters, you can trust her.” 

 Katara’s blue eyes held the huge guard as he sighed and reluctantly began to undo his armor. The chest piece fell away, then he took off his tunic and stood exposed his scarred and muscular torso to the world. She noticed the daughter sneaking glances at her father from the corner of her eyes but otherwise looking away, so Katara ordered, “Look at him. Look at your father.” 

 The trembling girl placed her gaze on him as he dropped his trousers and stood naked before the crowd. A gorgeously muscular body, even more chiseled than the statue she had just climbed, with a fine piece of meat dangling between his legs. The shaft hardened in spite of his embarrassment, or perhaps because of it, and Katara noticed the daughter’s eyes gaping as she saw her father’s dick twitching powerfully within arm’s reach. The others were looking at the two as well. 

“Go on,” said Katara. “Touch it. Don’t be shy. He’s your father, after all.” 

 The guard nodded sagely. “It’s okay, Kona, do as she says.” 

 The daughter’s pale hand trembled as it reached out and wrapped around her father’s bulky shaft, though her eyes never left it. It was clear as day to Katara that the little nymph loved the feeling, even if she never suspected this could be a thing she could do. As her palm ran up and down his throbbing cock, feeling every bulge and vein, her shaky legs steadied and a fire appeared in her eyes. 

 Katara grinned. “How does it feel?” 

 Kona just stared at the juicy shaft without another thought. “It’s so big and hot,” she cooed through her wet little mouth. “I love it…” 

“You love your father’s cock? Is that what you’re saying?” Katara teased, getting the most out of her moment of glory. 

 The lacquered dark hair that streamed down her shoulders gleamed as she rocked her head in confirmation. “I love my father’s cock.” 

 The crowd gasped and the guard stared down at his daughter in shock. His hand flew out and he slapped her hard. Zuko cried out and charged towards him, but Katara held her arm out. “Wait.” 

 His rough fingers then reached down and plucked her robe open and let it drop to the ground, exposing her porcelain fucktoy of a body to the whole town. The father gulped in surprise. “Don’t you wear anything under there?” 

 Kona smiled warmly and rubbed the bulging head of his dick. “I like to be comfortable.” 

“You little m-minx,” he sputtered, reaching up to tug on her candy-like pink nipples. “I’m going to… Teach you a lesson for this…” His huge hand came over her head, then pushed her down until she fell to her knees. His daughter planted her lips on his shaft without any further order, and started worshiping it before everyone as he moved his aged fingers through her lustrous hair. 

 The crowd gasped, but Katara could tell from their eyes that they were incredibly aroused. A few of the men were staring at her in such a hungry way that the flames of her pussy were fanned. Katara bit her lip and picked her greatest admirers out one by one. “You! You! You!… And you! And you guys!” she said, looking over to her friends. “I want you to help people undress then gather up their clothes in a pile over there.” 

 Only a few among the townsfolk were still in denial over what was happening, and as usual, it wasn’t the naughty elders or horny teens that put up a fight, but the middle-aged adults that were stuck in their ways and trapped in their daily routines. “Strip!” Katara barked at sweating fat man in front of her. “NOW!!”

 Now, they finally did as told and disposed of their clothes. A few of them needed the additional push, but the gang took care of that. Katara watched as a particularly fancy aristocrat shrieked and covered her body up as her brother slowly tore away bits of her clothing and peeled it all off. Her guards just stood by, intently gazing at her soft inner thighs as they came into view. “Do something, you fools!” she ordered. 

“Do nothing,” Zuko ordered, giggling darkly at her as both Mai and Ty pleasured him, their faces hidden under his loincloth. “For once, she can serve you instead.” 

 Once Sokka was done tearing everything off, he stepped aside, and the woman was left there, struggling to cover up her obscenely voluptuous body with her slender arms. “Give them back! Now! What is this madness? Have you all lost your minds?!” 

 The guards all got undressed, too, and reached down to feel their dicks as they watched her, but not a single one stepped forwards. Katara was shocked to see it was the fat man she singled out before that rushed at her, his hairy belly jiggling as he descended upon her and started smothering her delicate body with kisses. 

“Stop it! What’s the meaning of this?! You bastard!! I’m a married woman! Help! He--” 

 Her tongue was sucked into his mouth as he kissed her and ran his grubby sausage fingers over her licentious body. It only took a second until he slipped inside of her and started pounding at her elite pussy with insatiable lust, quite the sight to be seen by most of folk around that likely bowed their heads before passing her on a daily basis. 

“You see?!” Katara yelled. “We’re all equal now! Nobody is going to judge you! Our bodies don’t belong to us, but to one another! Everyone, do you want to feel good today? Do you want to fuck like never before?” Katara was all heated up by the excitement, her whole body dripping with sweat and glistening in the sun. 

 A few grannies raised their canes and cried out. “Yeah!” 

 Katara smirked at the rest of them and tried to rile them up. “Is there no one you ever wanted to fuck but couldn’t? Have you never felt your eyes slip to a father, a daughter, a sibling with interest and look away in shame. Not anymore! You will take pleasure in whomever you want!” 

 At that, more voices went up in the crowd. “Who wants to be part of the best orgy that’s ever been? Who wants to fuck all day and wake up tomorrow to fuck some more?” 

 Finally, they all cheered in agreement, and the few naysayers were teasingly grabbed and made to agree. “WE ARE GOING TO MAKE THIS TOWN COME ALIVE!” 

 They raised their hands and applauded, and Katara was surprised how quick it was to take them from their boring lives and make them confess that they wanted more. Of course they did. Lust was one of the best parts of being alive, and the opportunity of having their way with anyone they wanted brought even the most crusty among them around. 

“Now! I wanted you all to go get the partner of your dreams, and show them how you’ve wanted them all this time. Say, are you going to fuck your family?” 

“YEAH!” they shouted. 

 The electric tension in the air left Katara breathless. She saw that the others were finally done gathering up the clothes in a pile before the statue. “What now?” asked Sokka. 

 Katara padded over and grinned. “Now, we get rid of them. Zuko, will you do the honors?” 

 A single ball of fire shot out from his hand and struck the pile. The flames consumed some robes and began to spread, the smoke rising high up. Katara spread her arms and turned towards her new converts, ready to live it up. 



 Katara could hear the noise from the streets as she got double-teamed inside the luxurious mansion. The aristocratic family living there had invited Katara after seeing her display outside, and now the father and son were both fucking her tight body as hard as they could, the young stud’s hands gripping her sweaty thighs as the old man filled her up with the gigantic cock that barely fit her mouth.

“I warned you I was big,” the old man said. 

 Katara cooed joyously as her tongue struggled to swirl around the engorged head throbbing between her cheeks. Your son’s pretty big too, she thought, feeling the veiny shaft as it pushed deeper into her soft pussy. 

 The other members of the family and the servants were getting their own share of the fun. Many of the townsfolk that couldn’t have imagined ever seeing such luxury with their own eyes streamed into the interior along with Katara, and rushed to have fun with the ladies of the house. The two men were so focused on ploughing Katara that they paid no mind to the eager boys that cornered the mother or the hungry old men that took the fertile young sisters where they stood. 

 This is it, thought Katara. This is what I wanted. Unlike the villages they went through before, there must have been more people in just half of this town than all of them combined. There must have been tens of thousands, all of them spreading the good word and clamoring around to get a chance to fuck the person they wanted to most. 

 The minority that stood against the sexual flood crashing over them soon gave in, just like this the ladies of this house: the mother indignantly pushed the boys away at first, but now she knelt at their feet, begging for their cum all over her face, no longer caring if her noble features were getting covered up by a fellow noble or some fisherman’s son; the daughters all seemed to be madly in love with the hairy ogres that descended upon them, their skinny arms and legs twitching as their tender spring pussies were being deflowered for the first time and filled up by men that would have been previously punished just for laying eyes on them.  

 Katara sensed the young stud’s dick getting ready to explode inside of her and tightened her muscles around it, feeling every inch of that beautiful shaft as it grinded against her insides and left her a sloppy mess. 

“God…” said the son breathlessly. “It feels so good…” His fingers ran over her with awe and Katara blushed for the first time in ages. There was no better feeling than to have a strapped alpha male enjoying her body, but the loving way this stud’s fingers moved over her silky brown skin made her feel… worshiped beyond what she was accustomed to. 

 The old man took his sloppy dick out and teasingly slapped Katara’s face as she looked up at his stern face and the chiseled abs dripping with sweat. She reached up and ran her fingers over them, feeling the potent musculature underneath, and the wizened nobleman grinned. He may have been much older, but his body was in tip top shape, even better than his son’s. “You like that, do you? You little slut.” Katara beamed as his kingly shaft slapped against her cheek. “You see, son, I told you. These Slutty Water Tribe girls are something else.” He ran a thumb down the curve of her face and held her eyes. “Wonderful. I always wanted as a boy to find myself one and breed a whole town with her.” 

 Kata snorted. “And? What’s stopping you?” 

 His eyes moved over the orgy going on in his mansion and shrugged. “Now that you came? Nothing.” 

 Then, without another word, he pushed himself back into her mouth, gripping her head with his big and grizzled hands as he forced his way into the sweet depths of her throat. The son moaned under his breath as he pumped Katara from behind, his fingers squeezing her ass so tightly as he got close to coming that she worried he might bruise her. Though, considering how good it felt, she could be forgiving this one time…

 Waves of pleasure were passing through her entire body, electrifying every tiny part of her. All around her, she could hear girls melting away in pleasure as guys groaned and emptied themselves into or all over them. This is all my work, thought Katara proudly. They should be thanking me… 

 The son slapped her ass hard as he lost all control of himself, and cried almost like a girl himself as his dick shot a hot load deep inside of her. Katara couldn’t help herself anymore and came with him, her pleasured screams muffled by the old man’s dick that started throatfucking her in earnest. The exhilarating rush of the orgasm combined with the facefuck to take her somewhere else, and Katara felt herself drifting above all action, feeling the pleasure of the entire populace washing down upon her as their combined guttural sounds formed one loud cry of pure heavenly pleasure cast into the starry sky. 

 As she came back to she was staring into the old man’s green eyes, unable to breathe as his shaft reached as far down her throat as it could go, the whole thing pulsating inside of her, as if ready to destroy her and turn her inside out. Come, Katara ordered with her eyes, and saw the weak tremble in her alpha’s eyes as he submitted and let go, a shockwave passing through his gnarled shaft as it started shooting inside of her. 

 Katara slowly took him out of her mouth and laughed at the way he shivered, his huge and strong body completely helpless before her. The cum still came and shot over her face, ropes of his seed glistening across her beautiful features as she cradled his balls and stroked every last drop out of his cock. 

 Her gorgeous blue eyes trapped him and her full lips moved to give the sensitive tip of his cockhead a kiss that made him melt before her eyes. A man that could’ve killed just about anyone in battle, a grizzled veteran, made to moan like a bitch for her. 

 Though this may have counted as the best fuck of her life, or almost certainly the most satisfying one, Katara rose, tasting a bit of the seed off her lips, and raised a disciplining finger towards the father and son, who both gazed up at her like stupid little boys. “This was a little pathetic, but I’ll let it slide. Next time, I hope you can make me have a good time as well.” 

 What happened next shocked her. Without any prompting from her, they bowed like loyal servants and spoke in unison: “Yes, my queen.” 

 Katara’s brows rose and she gulped. Queen? 

 No, I’m no queen, that’s… 

 I’m just some random girl from a village in the middle of nowhere…

 And yet here they were, these two pale men of the Fire Nation, bowing before her, their muscles in their powerful backs still rippling as they shivered from what effect she had on them. 

 Queen? If they were saying it willingly… 

 Katara bit her lip and felt a tingle warming her tummy. 

 Why not? 

 She placed one elegant brown foot on the father’s head, while the son rushed to kiss the other. “That’s fine,” she said, trying to sound as calm as she could despite the thrumming heart in her chest. “Just remember, I set you free.” 

“Yes, Katara.” 



 As Katara made her way down the bustling city streets, she could see that they had all taken her words to heart. From the lowest ranking peasants to the highest ranking elites, the people were taking each other in every shop and every street corner, forgetting all distinctions between their ranks. There was only mad lust, and the way the curvy feminine bodies undulated in the firelight as strong cocks tore them apart made Katara get heated up all over again. 

 There were open fires where people were burning their old clothes and cooking, while fireworks were being sent up in the sky to celebrate the day. I’ve done it, she thought, gripping the badge firmly in her palm. Aang, Zukko, Azula… no doubt they could all defeat her in battle if it came to it. But can they do this? 

 The two studs from before followed Katara as she went as loyal guards, while other boys and old men praised her and bowed in thanks, chanting her name. “Katara! Katara! Katara!” How different this was from when she had arrived in the morning.

 A young girl came and offered her a steaming cup of wine. Katara raised it high and yelled: “Are you having fun?!” 

“YEAH!!” 

“You see?! This will be your life from now on! There will be no more suffering under repression. Thinking like that is worse than a whip! Instead, you’ll be free - free to fuck whoever you want, whenever you want, wherever you want!” 

 Their cries were so loud that it made her ears ring and blocked out the sound of fireworks. A bunch of men and women stopped fucking and grabbed Katara, then lifted her up and chanted her name. “Katara! KATARA! KATARA!!!” 

 For the first time, Katara could understand why Azula wanted power so much. If it felt anything like this... To hear her name ringing throughout the city as far as she could see sent a shiver of arousal through Katara unlike anything she had experienced before. They all love me…

 They crowd surfed her for some time, then Katara spotted a hunk that she liked and took his hand. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply, letting his rough fingers slide inside her gentle little pussy. As they made out, Katara could feel hundreds of other hands feeling her body, every single one trying to cup a breast or an asscheek. They all want me… 

“Everyone!” she screamed. “Let’s fuck.” 

 The guy put her down right where they were and got on top of her, while a group of admirers held their dicks out above her face, so many of them that all Katara could see were rock hard shafts that needed to go into her mouth. 

 A white-haired old man seemed embarrassed to be among the others, and Katara did him the honor by tugging on his wizened dick and putting him first into her mouth as the hunk pushed his monster-sized cock inside of her. 

 All around her she could see couples screwing, so many of them and in such close proximity that there were no more empty spaces - there was just a writing sea of flesh, with each person interacting with others at the same time, switching partners midfuck without a problem. 

 This is what I wanted to see…

 Katara came so many times that there was no telling how long the thing went on. She kept drinking wine and loving every dick that came her way, big and small, old and young, eating up their seed until she could feel it swirling inside of her and dripping out of every whole, every inch of her perfect brown body covered in layers upon layers of cum. 

 As the light of dawn came, Katara was still up for more, but most of the people had quieted down and fallen asleep. She rose unsteadily, feeling the effects of the wine, and gazed upon the endless mass of people around her. A few were still fucking, but for the most part they were all asleep, cuddling together romantically wherever they ended up, feeling safe and loved and wanted. Some of the faces were so plastered with seed that Katara could barely tell what they looked like, while the men were so done that their shafts shrunk to a petite and laughable size. 

 Well… they’re going to need a lot more experience. Not bad for a first day, I suppose. 

 As she stepped around them in search of her friends, a fat boy appeared out of nowhere and awkwardly approached. “M-Miss Katara?...” 

“Hmmm?” 

“My mother said to thank you for… for coming here…” 

 Katara eyes found the buxom lady waving from under the eaves of a temple, her luscious breasts gleaming in the rising sun. “You are very welcome.” 

“We’ve been doing this for a while and it’s nice to see others accept the right teachings. We would like to thank you.” 

“You” - Katara felt his lips kiss her chest - “are welcome…” He gently flicked and teased her nipples, then expertely kissed his way down her tummy, worshiping every inch. It all felt so flawlessly executed that Katara was a little shocked to know it came from such an awkward-looking boy. 

 He dropped on his knees and buried his tongue in her pussy, eating her out so well that Katara’s entire body started shaking, all control starting to leave her limbs. The boy’s hands came up to her ass and grabbed it hard, holding her up as he pleasured her with his incredible tongue movements. Katara stood in the middle of the square as the sun finally came up, surrounded by her new people, feeling another orgasm of a lifetime building up inside of her. She noticed the boy’s mother feeling up her breasts, and there was a sudden to be fed by them right as her son took her in this way. 

 This town has so many wonderful people in it… Her fingers went through the fat boy’s hair as she came and let her cries of pleasure ring across the square. The boy started using his fingers to finish her off, and the spray of juices that came down her thighs and legs left Katara completely powerless. 

 She thought she was going to fall, but the boy quickly grabbed her in his arms and started taking her towards his mother. The busty vixen took Katara in her arms just as she had envisioned, letting the soft and pale breasts rest over her rising and falling chest. 

“Shhh,” said the mother lovingly, “it’s time to rest…” 

 Katara’s slender brown fingers pulled one of the milkers to her mouth and sucked on it as she started to melt away into a much needed rest. This is… so wonderful…



 Aang couldn’t find his friends anywhere. 

 Zuko went away with some girls during the night that wanted to show him the surrounding country, and presumably fuck him senseless, while Sokka was last seen inserting himself between a sister and brother. Where are they?...

 Even the Avatar was impressed by what Katara had managed to bring about in a single day’s time. Now, even as people got up to go about their work, he noticed that they only wore the same loincloths as he did, while the women left their breasts completely bare as they went about. 

 After some searching, he found Azula instead, tied up to a statue, her ass spanked entirely red and wiggling suggestively as she sobbed and shivered. No doubt she was in pain, but the group of old men gathered around her loved to reach out and give her another slap every so often and laugh at her reaction.

 Why do I feel bad for her? 

 Aang went and retrieved her, then took her by the leash as they walked throughout the city. He could see it in her hard eyes that she wanted to speak, and decided to remove the gag.

“You pathetic little worm,” she started, immediately washing away his sympathy. 

“Is this what you wanted to say?”

“Die,” she spat. 

 Aang could feel his blood rushing in anger and thought to hit her. Instead, he crouched down and held her eyes, then gently spit on her face and wiped the cumstains from her cheeks. Azula blushed and tried to look away, anywhere, so long as it meant avoiding his gaze. “W-What are you doing, you m-midget?...” Her faltering voice said it all.

 Aang gave her face a gentle, playful slap, and rose. “Come on. Let’s go find the others.” 

 Azula came with him like a well-behaved doggy, following on all fours willingly and even offering suggestions. “Ask for the biggest dick around. That slut would’ve definitely found him by now.” 

 Aang laughed. “I’m sure she has. Are you jealous?” 

 Her dark eyes glared, but her smile seemed warm. “People come to me, like not the other way around. Like you did now.” 

 They finally tracked Katara down to the finest estate in town. She was in the gardens, lounging on her back as she watched some hot couples fucking before her, her own legs spread as a fat boy ate her out. There was an arrogance to her demeanor that Aang hadn’t noticed before, and every so often she would lift her badge and give out an order for how they should screw and how fast they should go about it. 

 One of the couples rose and presented itself to Katara, who grinned as her eyes passed over them. “Don’t be sad, you make a much better couple than your previous picks for wives and husbands. You with your rich lacquered hair and this other one with his big cock… Your sons will be incredible.” 

 Was she… breeding them by her own personal preferences?  

“My, my,” said Azula. “Look who tasted power for the first time.” 

 Aang sighed. What am I going to do about this? 

