Azula’s New Bending:

Katara and Toph were in prison again.

This time it seemed like it was going to stick. Their arms were bound above their
heads. Katara was stretched to her limit keeping her feet flat, and Toph had been
outright pulled off the ground. The metal walls around them left them in na
oppressive gloom, broken only by few oil lights.

“Well this sucks,” said Toph.

The blind girl had been crying earlier, after what happened. Then she’d been in
stony silence. Hours had passed and then days. Finally, they’d regained some
measure of themselves.

“We can’t give up hope yet, Toph,” said Katara, trying to knock one of her brown
braids out of her eyes. “We’ve gotten out of these things before. We can get out
again.”

“Our arms were never tied before,” muttered Toph bitterly.

“They can’t keep us like this indefinitely,” said Katara, not really believing it. “We
can still get free and...”

“And do what?” snapped Toph. “To do what?! Sokka and Aang are gone, Katara. We
haven’t heard anything from Suki. And you’d hardly healed Zuko when the guards
took you.”

Katara looked down. “At least the Firelord is dead.”

“A lot of good that does us.” Muttered the girl.

They fell silent for a moment. Then Katara heard footfalls at the edge of the door.
Suddenly it opened, and Azula strode in. The beautiful, white-skinned Princess
entered, clad differently than before. She wore a skintight red and gold leather
outfit that bared both of her thighs and showed off her cleavage. A loincloth fell
around her as she strode up to them.

Katara gritted her teeth as she saw that filthy cheater approaching. She pulled on
her bindings and tried to go at her. Their faces were inches apart for a moment
before Azula shoved her back.

“Hello, Ladies. You’ve caused me a lot of trouble,” said Azula. “Now it’s time for
your punishment.”

“Azula, I don’t know what you’re planning, but you won’t get away with it!” snarled
Katara.
Then Azula put a hand to one of Katara’s dark cheeks. There was a buzz in her
fingers. It was like electricity and Azula seemed to be contemplating something.
Then she drew back her hand and smiled. Whatever it was, she seemed to have
decided against it. “Newsflash, Water Peasant. I won the Agni Kai. And despite
Firelord Ozai’s death, I’m just about ready to take his place. And this time there
isn’t na Avatar to stop us.”

“You cheated! You fired at me when you were supposed to be fighting Zuko!” said
Katara. “And Zuko...” Was he dead?

“You don’t need to worry, he’s fine,” said Azula, walking past to stand between
them. “In recognition of the ending to our fight, I’ve decided to arrange a joint rule
between us. Whether my brother likes it or not.”

Azula probably needed that. Nobody had seemed very enthusiastic about her rule
when they had gotten there. Toph scoffed. “Yeah, must be nice to know that you
got handed the world on a silver platter without having to do anything to earn it.”

Azula looked up and set a hand to Toph’s shoulders, moving her on the chains.
“Toph Beifong, is it? I’m told you are part of a very important Earth Kingdom Family.
A shame that you won’t be returning to them.”

“Go ahead and kill me if you want. It doesn’t change anything.” Snapped Toph.

Azula let go and took a stance. “No, you’re right. What would I achieve by killing
you? You’d get to die defiant. I have something far more entertaining planned.”

There was a flash, and Azula began to shift. Her leather outfit blossomed outward
as her chest began to grow. It expanded larger and larger before their eyes, even as
her thighs grew thicker and thicker. Her lips plumped up as her yellow eyes went
wild. She smiled widely, a pinnacle of exaggerated sexuality.

“What the...” said Katara, shocked and trying to avert her eyes from the cleavage.
“What is this?”

“A gift from the Mother of Faces,” said Azula. “A powerful spirit behind the
individual identities of all creatures. She let me reshape my body to something far
more desirable. Zuko won’t be able to deny me now. And neither will Mai or Ty Lee.”

Was she serious? Katara stared. Was she really this deluded?

Toph chuckled. “You think reshaping your body is going to make people obey you?”

Azula’s smile grew wider. “No, I think reshaping yours will.” Then she surged
forward and grabbed Toph by the chin. As she did, Toph shuddered and let out a
cry.
Then something happened. Toph’s blind eyes began to change. Their blank stare
went yellow and began to focus on Azula before them. Her eyebrows became
elegant as her face became to reshape, becoming less round. At the same time,
her hair bun began to grow in size. The bangs in front of her face parted and began
to grow downwards across both of her shoulders.

At the same time, Toph’s arms and legs began to lengthen as her body underwent
changes. She grew taller and taller and soon began to develop a pair of breasts.
Around this time, a patch of skin began to match the coloration of Azula’s hand
where she touched it. This patch began to spread, converting Toph’s surface.

“Toph, what is... let go of her, leave her alone!” said Katara.

Other changes began to happen. Toph’s outfit began to shift, changing the stitching
and setup. Soon it bared her still growing cleavage. Her skirt split on both sides to
reveal two increasingly meaty thighs as her feet touched the floor. And her collar
broke to reveal much more Toph moaned as her features continued to shift.

More and more, they were like a mirror to the girl touching her.

A wide smile went across Toph’s face as the last of the changes took place. Katara
stared in horror as Toph transformed into a copy of Azula. Her facial features, skin
color, and body proportions were precisely the same. Only her outfit and hairstyle
remained different, hinting at who she had once been.

And she was smiling.

“Oh, I’m afraid Toph isn’t here anymore,” said Azula, turning to Katara.

“What did you... what did you do to her?” said Katara in horror.

Azula reached forward, and Katara tried to get some distance. But she couldn’t go
far and soon she was pulled back. Azula set a hand to her chin and forced her to
look at Azula. “It’s a new form of bending, taught to me by Koh the Face Stealer. I
call it Facebending.”

Katara felt her blood run cold. “Face bending... but... you can’t just invent a new
type of bending that solves all your problems! That’s not fair!”

Azula blinked. “As opposed to spirit bending?”

“Well that’s different,” said Katara.

“How?” asked Azula.

“Um... it... bends... spirits...” said Katara.

Azula looked at her flatly. “Your hypocrisy is staggering, you know that.”
Katara didn’t have time for this. “Toph, you’ve got to fight it! Your feet can touch the
ground! You can metal bend!”

Toph looked to her, still smiling. “Fight it? I can see, Katara. And I like what I see.”

“You see, every person has a face unique to them. Something which defines who
they are as a person,” said Azula. “Something separate from their memories and
abilities. What I’ve done is overwritten Toph’s face with my own while leaving her
memories intact.

“That’s what is going to happen to you.”

Katara couldn’t let this happen! She couldn’t be transformed into a copy of Azula.
“Stay away, let go...”

But she couldn’t get free. And then Katara felt the tingling again. She felt it
spreading through her face and then downwards. Her outfit began to shift as her
breasts burst outward to a huge size, the same size as Azula. Her dark skin began
to change as Azula’s skin color spread into her body like paint on a canvass.

The tingling was on Katara’s lips now, reshaping them. She felt her bone structure
changing to become more elegant, a definite improvement. And the way her skirt
now bared her thighs, not that was appealing. Katara particularly liked how her
eyebrows were changing shape, without altering her hairstyle.

No, no, this couldn’t be happening! Katara couldn’t become part of Azula! Or na
Azula clone, or whatever! But already her thrashing was ceasing as she began to
enjoy it. She felt her terrified and shocked expression melting away. It was being
replaced with one of smug satisfaction.

Katara had become a blue mirror image of Azula.

And she liked it. Some part of her was thrashing and screaming within, but that
part was began chained down. Its struggles were getting weaker. But no less
pleasurable.

“Oh come on, Princess. Just let it happen,” said Toph. “We both know that Azula is
better than you anyway. And if you can’t beam them, why not become them.”

“I won’t... leave me...” gasped Katara in one last gasp.

Then it was finished. Aside from their hairstyles and outfits, Katara and Toph had
now been transformed. Their new form was as perfect copies of Azula. Even those
were based off Azula in some fashion. She’d allowed them some level of
individuality for one purpose: So they would know their place.

“Feeling better?” asked Azula, unlocking both their chains.

“Much,” said Katara, feeling herself up. “My form is far superior to that of that
Water Peasant. And I can feel her within me, bound up and still struggling.” And she
was enjoying it. Both Princess and Water Peasant enjoyed their places, even if the
latter would never admit it. As it should be.

The Princess enjoyed breaking defiance.

“Just the way we like it,” said Azula. Then she leaned in and kissed Katara. Katara
felt her tongue within her mouth and quickly kissed back. Their tongues dueled for
dominance, but Katara only put up enough of a fight to make it entertaining. Then
Azula was victorious and began to explore her mouth.

The Princess’ hands began to rove over Katara’s form, feeling up her behind. At the
same time, Toph came from behind and pressed in behind the Princess. Her hands
came up to grope Azula’s breasts, even as Katara was driven further and further.

The sensation was like nothing Katara had ever faced as she ran her hands over
Azula’s body. This was her ultimate purpose. To be a mere extension of Azula’s will.
A plaything with just enough individuality to entertain. She existed to serve the Fire
Nation.

And the Fire Nation was Azula.

Katara’s mind turned to Zuko, imprisoned somewhere. She wondered how he’d
react when they surprised him with their new forms. This was going to be a lot of
fun, as much to watch him squirm as to feel herself squirm.

Katara reached up to take hold of Azula’s shoulders, to pull them off. But Azula
stopped her. She broke apart and turned to kiss Toph, long and hard. Katara
watched in jealousy. She wanted Azula to pay attention to her.

Then it was broken. Finally.

Azula sighed. “I’d say this has been a very successful first use of Facebending,
wouldn’t you say ladies?”

“You said it,” said Toph.

“I’d say so,” said Katara. “I’m just enough me to enjoy being you if you know what I
mean.”

“Of course,” said Azula. “Those bodies are now your prisons. I think you’ll fit right
into it, soon enough. Still, we might as well share this new form of bending with
some of the other traitors. Mai and Ty Lee need to be punished sooner or later. And
maybe my favorite prisoner as well.”

“Your favorite prisoner?” asked Katara. “You mean Suki.”

“Well, that is the title I gave her,” said Azula. “I might just have to rename it with you
two as my pets. Why don’t we pay them a visit and compare them.”

“Sounds good to me,” said Toph.

Katara smiled. “They haven’t given up hope yet. We’ll provide them another kind.”

Katara hoped that they would put up a good fight. It would make it all the better
when they became Azula.