Summary: (Contains spoilers for season 3 of original cartoon) Alternate ending, obviously. During the assault on the fire nation, Aang is confronted by Azula with a surprise. No copyright infringement intended.
Categories: Teenager (13-19),
Butt,
Entrapment,
Feet,
Footwear,
Humiliation,
Mouth Play,
Sci Fi / Fantasy,
Vore,
Crush,
Insertion Characters: None
Growth: None
Shrink: Minikin (3 in. to 1 in.)
Size Roles: F/m
Warnings: Following story may contain inappropriate material for certain audiences
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 2
Completed: No
Word count: 1579
Read: 24582
Published: October 14 2014
Updated: October 15 2014
1. Chapter 1 by CaptainLevi
2. Chapter 2 by CaptainLevi
Avatar: The Last Airbender: The Wrath of Azula (Created in response to challenge by Odysseus)
Chapter 1: Fall of an Avatar
Day of the Black Sun
Fire Nation
As the sounds of battle faded into the background, Aang swooped in and landed his glider by the palace doors. "Wait here, Momo." He instructed. Clang!
With a gust of wind the palace door swung open and Aang dashed in. "Huh? Where's Fire Lord Ozi?" Aang wondered aloud.
"Don't act so dissapointed to see me. I've been looking foreword to this." Came a proud, strong, familier mocking hurt voice accompanied by footsteps.
"Azula!" Aang said as she stepped out of the darkness, chuckling. He readied his staff but she was quicker. She raised her hand and pointed at him, emmiting a strange pink glow from her fingertip, knocking Aang on his back. "What was that?" He shouted. "My wish." She said plainly. "What?" He asked. "Recently the spirits granted me one wish, and I chose the ability to shrink anyone or thing. Go ahead. See for yourself." She said bored.
Aang jumped to his feet and saw Azula standing over him. He was 3 inches tall! "And you can try bending, but it won't work." She said as he was already striking a pose.
She bent over and picked him up, holding him just centimeters away from her mouth. "It would be foolish to kill you, as you would just reincarnate as a waterbender." She said. He could feel her warm breaths on his whole body. "So we're going to have some fun time alone together." She said, dropping him into her mouth.
Aang didn't know what to think. He didn't really have time to when Azula's massive tounge wrapped around him, carressing his body, exploreing it, tasting every inch of it. The feeling of total superiority over him, dominance, power, the though of all the things she could do to him, excited her.
Her mouth began filling with saliva, which she thoroughly soaked him in. Grasping him tightly, as to make sure not to swallow him, she drained the saliva down her throat, allowing Aang to see that he could just as easily be sent down.
She pinned him to a wall of her perfect teeth slowly rubbing him against them. For several hours she coninued to suck on him, play with him, and taunt him by holding him at the back of her throat.
When she got board she spit him out into her hands, which he accidently slipped out of being so lubricated and slipped down her shirt, planting his feet in her bra to keep from falling to his death. Azula gave an evil grin, flashing her perfect teeth.
Picking him up again, she repositioned him between her breasts. Aang didn't argue. Grabbing the sides of her chest, she pressed the two mounds of flesh together, watching them engulf Aang. She shook them, slightly jostling tne tiny man in her bust. She continued pulling them apart, pushing them back together, playing with them, feeling Aang squirming inside of her...
She amused herself this way for several hours, until finnaly getting board and picking him up again, nearly suffocated.
Exhasted, she sat on her throne dangling him between her sparkling eyes. She shifted uncomfortably. This gave her an idea. "You know... these thrones are awfully uncomfortable. I think it needs some padding. I could call a servent to fetch some, but that would ruin our private time, don't you think? Hmm... I know! How about you fill the role." She said standing up.
She lie hi down on her seat, allinging him perfectly, then took her seat, wich him between her buttcheeks. She rocked this way and that, effectively grinding him beneath her sexy rump. After a few hours with him in her buttcrack, she stood up and pulled the bruised airbender out of her skirt.
Running out of ideas, she dropped him to tne ground and kicked off her shoes and began playing with him between her toes. After a few pleasureable hours of this and similar events, Aang had formulated a plan.
"You may have blocked my bending, but you forgot about this!" He yelled entering the avatar state. With a sudden non-leathal jolt of lightning, Aang was paralyzed. "No. I didn't. This was all part of the plan. I realized my mistake last time: there were remains of you to ressurect." And with that she picked him up for the last time, dropped him in her mouth once more, and swallowed him, whole and alive.
Author's Notes:
Sorry if this seems rushed. My first draft was more polished up but it was lost and this rewrite was done with haste.
Avatar: The Last Airbender Story: The Wrath of Azula: Chapter 2: The Hunt for Zuko
The Fire Lord Ozi's pallace, Fire Nation.
Azula kneeld before a wall of cackling orang flame. "This is good news Azula. That is if he is actually dead this time." The Fire Lord Smirked. Azula stood. "You doubt my abilities!? Find me a target and I will bring him back alive to prove my worth!" She yelled. "Recently your brother denouncemed his aliegence to the fire nation. I do not support trechary." He ordered. "As you wish, father." She said reconposing herself.
***
The Western Air Temple
Zuko walked down the lonley halls, admiring the airbender architecture from under his hood. "Where could he be!? Where else does he have to go!?" He yelled in frustration.
Turning sharply, he blasted a wooden door down with a jet of orange flame. "I see your temper hasn't cooled down since you left."
"Azua!" He shouted firing several quick bursts of fire. "Well, it's good to see you too." She said as she nimbly dodged them, countering with a jolt of lightning, which Zuko spun back at her, striking her shoulder and knocking her to the ground. "A goodd battle, but I'm afraid your coming with me." She stated. "I'm afraid not." Zuko turned to leave. "I'm afraid you don't have a choice." She said raising a glowing finger.
***
The Fire Lord Ozi's Palace
Fire Nation
"I admit I'm impressed. I can spread the word The Avatar is dead and I can begin the next stage of the war. He's all yours." He said as Azula turned and left. "Let's go visit an old friend shall we?"
***
Mai sat alone on her couch shirtless reading a book titled 'makout paradise' when she heard a knock at the door. She threw on a shirt. "Hi." She greeted Azula. "Come in." She invited. "Actually I'm on my way to a war meeting right now. I just stopped by to give you a gift." She said, handing her a small box and walking away. "Thanks."
Closing the door, taking off her shirt, and sitting down, she opened the package.
Zuko was surprised. It wasn't that he hadn't neen Mai shirtless before, but this was the first time her tits were several times bigger than he was.
"Well well well. Look what the cat dragged in." She taunted. "Mai, is that you? What's going on? You've gotta help me." He said. "Give me one reason." She asked. "Look, I'm sorry okay?" He begged. "Yeah. Sorry now that I'm a threat." She said. "A threat?" He repeated. She grinned. "You wouldn't." Her smile widened.
With a deft hand she quickly took Zuko off his feet and into her mouth, This came as anotger shock to him. It wasn't that he hadn't been in Mai's mourh (In much less literall terms.)
With a quick swipe of her tounge, Zuko was swept into her throat. "I could end you so easily... but where would the fun in that be?"
Just as quickly as he'd been thrown, he was spat out onto the floor. "If I were to pick one word to describe you, it would be soulless. But don't worry. I'll share my sole." She said, kicking off her shoe.
She stepped on him gently, slowly adding more pressure and twisting her ankle, grinding him to the sole of her foot until she heard his ribs crack.
Squeezing him between her sweaty toes, she lifeted him up. He started up at her, bloody nose, bruised cheeks, teary eyes. She looked down on him with her merciless gaze and put her shoe back on.
She bagan to pace, thinking of more ways to torture him, squeezig the air out of him with each step, allowing him almost enough time to recover, then stepping again.
She stripped fully naked, kicking her shoe off and launching Zuko to the other side of the room. She began slapping him back and forth with her breasts until he could move no more.
Then she played with him in hef mouth again, chewing on him, sucking on him, halfway swallowing him the coughing him back up, licking him.
After a quick glance at the colck, she picked up her book, set Zuko on the couch, and sat on him to read her book, suffocateing him beneath her georgouse ass.
***
Sokka walked back from town with a grim expression on his face. "Still no sign of Aang?" Katara asked. Sokka hung his head and handed her a piece of paper reading. "The Avatar is Dead!" Katara began sobbing. "Look, I know it's hard to take, but Aang would want us to go on without him. We need to find the new Avatar. You and Tophntake Appa to the south pole. Momo and I will start heading north." He said sadly. "Hello, can't read! Would someone please tell me what's going on!" Toph shouted.
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