Sugar Plum was permeating power.
 
Since the impromptu connection to the spirit world was left open after the events of Vaatu and the Dark Avatar, the swamp presiding near Republic City became inhabited by an ambitious, voracious creature. It was simply known as Sugar Plum when possessing a host, a pink floral dressed entity that remained an inverted white silk flower whose powers made it formidable by inserting spirit energy in doses that hypnotized the target; bathing it from within their chi pathways, radiating a blissful sense of nirvana no mortal can resist becoming lull to.
 
When Korra was attacked by the Red Lotus and left to recover in her home in the South Pole, the Air Nomads scattered the globe while the Earth Kingdom's leaderless division was being handled by one effective despot; Kuvira, a former disciple Suyin Beifong and was Zaofu's Captain of the Guard. Throughout Korra's recovery, she established an iron grip over the Earth Nation and brought each territory under her control one at a time as the industrial train line cut a swathe through the primitive wastelands separating land by land. Kuvira attempted to take Republic City, the last territory left in the Earth Continent not under her control using mutated vines entangling the material world from the spirit world as a super weapon of immense volatile power. Korra and her battled fiercely, the prior regaining her balance while the latter losing hers ultimately. Humilated and broken, Kuvira admits defeat when she finds she has no loved ones, comrades or support left on her side.
 
That all changed when Korra ventured into the portal on her own. The mysterious third portal had emerged due to rampant unchecked spirit energy fired from the platinum cannon Kuvira's giant war machine unleashed. Through the power of the Avatar, she established a new tether between the gates propped up by the poles, keeping from the world being thrown into chaos. Bending the spirit world to make this work took two years and in that time, Korra's friends were being taken by the ravenous flower spirit.
 
Asami was first, her reckless attitude in investigating the swamp alone led her to be possessed after a delightful molestation the spirit endowed upon her. The next was Jinora, the master Airbender who led the new Air Nomads to helping keep the peace in the world and filling the void for the Avata. Jinora herself was assaulted by the possessed Asami, seduced through spirit energy and womanly actions ill-suited for either whose morals had long since been thrown aside for the search of pleasure. Brought into Asami's womb, Jinora was possessed by Sugar Plum, making the reborn spirit even stronger than before due to her latent spiritual connection.
 
The most recent victim was Korra herself. Despite her seasoned training and excellent reflexes the guile the possessed Jinora let loose overwhelmed the Avatar. Swamping her mind with spirit energy and ravishing her body with her own, Sugar Plum eventually consumed her body and plunged into the voluptuous, muscular frame of Korra's while entangling itself with Raava, taking her power and making it her own. Stronger than ever, Jinora was added to the growing stockpile of captured humans that are pumped full of spirit energy, bringing in a stronger current from the third portal so Sugar Plum became even stronger.
 
With the strength of the Avatar on her side, Sugar Plum began to expand the spirit wilds over the theme park surrounding the gate, the pods beginning to be filled by more and more hapless travelers or outskirts citizens who still lived in the non-overgrown cityscape. As she skipped happily by, flowers would emerge by her feet, hues of all forms of red, pink, scarlet and white all around. Floral vines had caught a number of citizens, pulling them back from the flight away as the once peaceful scenery had become volatile and malicious in intent. She saw an eroded building that had been built into a museum become host to cries, wails and then muffled squeals as the tendrils went to work on them.
 
A boy was in the midst of being disrobed just above her head, pinned against the mossy brick wall of the structure. Pants were shed, quickly covered by rosy flowered vines over his nethers, stimulating them as much as sending small roots into his pelvis. As his entangled arms and legs squirmed, the tentacles constricted deeper into the moss growth, making it harder for him to struggle. Gasping as a tendril began to moistly play at his constricting anus, another pair of larger flowers on tendrils unfurled the petals and covered his chest, sucking at the nipples intently with fleshy petal-mouths. Blushing, he groaned out as the tendril began to burrow into his clenching ass, slurping up to form a bulging worm trail of stretched skin with his insides bulging to accommodate the spirit growth. With his belly gorged by spiritual vegetation, he felt a sudden pinching motion that made his head roll back and forth, his lips bitten hard and eyes squinted shut. A gout of pain and sudden spiking pleasure, his belly button pushed outward and released a pink petal adorned lily. Gawking at the sight, he felt another tendril snake out from the moss wall around his neck, pinning it there. Blinking hard the stomach tendril sent a line of moist greenery up his esophagus, causing him to gag and cough out spittle; ending with a flower budded vine that pulled itself out of his throat in a shower of saliva. Muffled groans sounded around the throat full tentacle, even as it pulled with strangled gulps to surround his head from the jaw line up, the budded flowers blossoming as it finished the top of his head.
 
She admired this particular growth, seeing that the protruding spirit blossoms were able to shoot spirit energy blasts at enemies and acted as a guard house. All of the mounted bodies served as reserve batteries as well, using their innate spirit connection and will to power them. They'd cease functioning, reduced to vegetables if removed from the life and pleasure giving vines that both bonded them and penetrated them.
 
Walking past similar growths and energy pods of golden membrane, floating nude bodies connected by the navel, nethers and mouth to be continually produce more power for her to draw upon. All of them were strewn about along the structures, in alleys and other sorts of places. She basked in the radiating energy, glowing a vibrant rosy hue of light that burned as much as it twinkled majestically around her pink dressed, fair skinned and pink-highlighted ass-length of hair. The bubblegum lips were licked as her rosy eyes twinkled with mischief and her insides beneath the lily petal covered bosom rumbled with gluttony. The transparent pink lily skirt swayed, the naked nethers moist and protruding a pair of ghostly white tendrils to use at a given notice.
 
Just up ahead was a line of Metal Benders, the green-silver uniforms familiar in the back of the possessed Korra's head as being part of the police force that still operated lightly around the depopulated and retrofitted zone. Unleashing zip-line whips of pliant chords, Korra didn't even flinch as the spirit growth unleashed tendrils to deflect the attacks in showers of sparks to mossy flora. Gesturing with a hand forward, the tendrils corkscrewed into the abdomens of their lot, flowers blooming as a host of lights surged into them. Overwhelmed by vibrant pulses of rosy colors, bristling over their uniforms and making their eyes a hollow white, their mouths soon emitted vapor, following ghostly blue smoke that was brought into Korra's mouth. In seconds, the police officers dropped limp on the ground, the tendrils growing up, around and over them as Korra continued her deliberately slow march to the more populated outskirts of Republic City.
 
"Your life force is so sweet," The fair, slightly rosy skinned Korra replied as she smacked her lips in aftertaste of their invididual energies. "I never expected children of the Earth to be like sugar, but I suppose your determination and willpower made up for variety in flavor. Delicious!"
 
More officers arrived and met similar fates, the host becoming practically drunk on human souls. The onslaught of Korra's spirit grove continued all about to the populated citizen zones, the fleeing amusement park goers and police already swept up long before they could find out what happened. During her graceful slide into the area, she saw some lowlife criminals all congregating in an alleyway. With only a sparing glance at them, the large growth that followed her every step overtook them, covering and intruding their beings, becoming liquid filled pods in under a minute. The scenery was enough to invoke fear from the more aware citizens, causing some to gawk at the former Avatar Korra's return, her changed appearance and the terrifying sweeping motion of flower covered flora that carpeted concrete, asphalt and every thing made by man.
 
Among of the immediate that were caught was a young adolescent girl, was twined by the blooming roots that circled around her covered legs, arms, waist and bosom. Shivering and shaking, she cried out for help while others that had gotten farther away were also yanked off their feet and similarly trapped. Maneuvered upright before the possessed, rosy skinned Korra, she would be shushed by a finger placed over her lips; a pink sparkling smile, a glittering gaze and a delicate brush of the other hand across the girl's brunette hair, she'd find her mouth sudden smashed into a pair of open lips and a diving tongue.
 
Squealing with protest, the vines groped her at every point she was exposed. From her delicate small bumps beneath her dress to the curves of her hips past her little rump past the slender legs to her feet, she was rubbed and squeezed all over. Meanwhile Sugar Plum's orifice began ejecting a creamy milk colored tentacle from her own throat past her smothered mouth and down her neck into her belly. Her eyes teared up, unable to free herself as a warm sensation filled her up followed by a cold chill that dominated the inside of her body. Churning gulps would be heard as one after the other, bulges of her 'warmth' was squelched past their smooshed lips and into Sugar Plum's body.
 
Eventually, her eyes rolled over and became pupiless glowing pink. Biting the tendril, she left the now gagged girl to her fate. Ushered away to another building, she'd be anchored to the surface, twined to the wall and then imbued with spirit plant matter that'd turn her into a defending platform. The others girls would have their own faces molested, their insides plundered and their life force drained to near zero before becoming filled with spirit energy, repurposed as part of the living world's spirit matter.
 
This domination swept across the city unchecked and relatively unchallenged; until she had to deal with the Air Temple. Leaving the growth to unfurl at its own pace, she skated across the bay in a gliding fashion that would look beautiful and serene. On her approach she'd see a number of Air Nomads take to the sky, most of them fleeing elsewhere while only a few tried to fight.
 
Much to her glee, Ikki and Meelo, attempted to launch aerial attacks at her. Waves of rushing wind struck her, lifting her off her feet and skipping across the bay. After bouncing a few times, she effortlessly regained footing with a flip and reared back up with hands thrust up at them with an ecstatic expression in her eyes. Dozens of ghostly tendrils soared up, attempting to wrangle the pair out of the skyline. While Meelo was slippery enough to avoid initial capture, he was distracted when he heard a cry as Ikki's leg was caught followed by the rest of her. He too then became encircled by ghostly tendrils, tethered down and his glider -along with his sister's- discarded.
 
"There you two are!~" Sugar Plum sang, giggling girlishly as the pair writhed and squirmed over her head. "Ever since Jinora, I've been *dying* to have a taste of you. If I hadn't gotten to her first, I would've taken my time with each of you from the ground up! But, as you say, when in Republic City...take what you can get and then the rest, hehe!"
 
"K-Korra! S-Snap out of it, ahn!" Ikki tried to say, suddenly feeling her Air Nomad robes torn asunder, revealing her nubile breasts down to her slender hairless legs. The ghostly tendrils became animated with spirit growth, flowery vines now snaking over her exposed skin. Turned around to be horizontal to Sugar's face, Korra's hands cupped Ikki's blushing face and stared deep into her eyes. Then, her lips parted and her tongue began to creep out in a slow advance on her own agape lips. "K-Korra, do-MPH?!"
 
"Mmmmmmm," She purred, her lips capturing the younger Airbender, beginning a decadent tango over the bay's waters. The Air Nomad's breasts, circled by plant growth, would be covered by a pair of suckling petals, earning some unwitting groans by Ikki, her hips gyrating and exposed genitals leaking. As more floral twine began teasing her vaginal lips, another particularly large bulb circled and teased her pinching anal opening. With Sugar's oral ministrations overwhelming her, it was only a matter of moments before the bulb began to stretch her wide open and force a scream through her throat at the large intrusion.
 
"I-Ikki!" Meelo cried out with shock, only now coming to grips the enormity of his situation. His own body was twined and disrobed, leaving the male Nomad sibling helpless in the vice of tentacles. Even as he was tickled across his chest, rump and appendages, the sight of his sister groaning with a mixture of pleading and lust struck an unknown chord in him. His meat grew taut, arching and filled with blood as he stared on, unable to look away; every bulge that distended his sibling's gut and every squelching push the vine made into her rectum fascinated him in a way he never experienced before.
 
All the while, Sugar Plum's relentless French kissing never ceased.
 
"Nnnnnngh. Mmmmmmm," Ikki groaned and moaned out, her body becoming numb to anything but the pleasing burn and tickling warmth that spread her little twined frame. Her tongue was puppeteered by Sugar's, her eyes teared up and half-lidded, her bangs matted with sweat as the rest of her barely covered nude body. So when the indescribable fullness reached her throat, she sputtered fluids and Sugar released her kiss in time for the tendrils to pull her back in an upright position. A wet soaking flower pushed out of her stretched lips, unfurling into a blossomed pink colored lily; eyes glowing and groans making the plant matter shudder with her.
 
Sugar then turned to Meelo, skipping over to his bound side and placed a hand over his aching member. Grinning mischieviously, she stroked it and bent down to claim his mouth as well. With his own undeveloped nipples captured by smaller suckling petals, he too began to groan and whine in Sugar's molesting grip. Just as he was about to climax, fresh new tendrils wrapped around his ankles as the ones binding him unraveled. Separating a spittle trailing kiss with confusion, he'd see with renewed panic as Ikki's blooming mouth-flower had ejected a pair of stamen tendrils to coil around his ankles up his thights over his waist and wrists, bound to his sides.
 
"N-No! Please! Don't do this, Korra!" He begged, watching remorseless eyes gleam with hunger as she let him go and is pulled across the air by the tendrils. One pull after the other, he was yanked closer and closer to the sickeningly sweet perfume of the flower's scent. The spongy, foam interior looked like a mouth in of itself, spurring on his cries and wails of fright; remaining strangely aroused the whole time. Feeling the soft, gooey center envelop his ankles, the rest of the soft pink surface of the petals enclosed over him, causing the young prepubescent boy to scream just as his pleas were muffled and appearance hidden.
 
"Ohhhhh, he looks so cute!" Sugar Plum gushed, hands held up to her face, watching with desire as Meelo's frame bumped and squirmed in the petal wrapped hold Ikki's mouth-flower had on him. His bulge would slowly squelch and squirt into the girl's small throat, stretching outwards before the rest of her sibling flowed down into her belly, now kicking and squirming within. The flower pulled back into her mouth, Ikki swallowing, now with a dumb grin of satisfaction on her face. More tendrils would carry her off, back to be entombed back in the overgrowth of Republic City -now Spirit Jungle- and placed in spirit fluid casing similar to the fate her sister and Asami now faced, siphoning her digesting brother and herself of their innate spiritual connection.
 
As they were ferried away, Sugar approached the island, now alone guarded by Kai as Pema -with little Rohan in her arms- hid in her quarters. The young man did his best to use Airbending to ward her off, but the possessed Korra was too quick. Disabled in a matter of seconds, he'd be pinned to a wall of the temple's courtyard and growth slowly circled tight to the foundation while the buds on the tendrils began blossoming into an array of beautiful colors all over him.
 
Pema was retrieved, along with baby Rohan, into the courtyard by floral adorned tendrils. Just as she was disrobed and pinned next to Kai, she'd hold the child in her arms.
 
"Such a cute thing!" Sugar Plum cooed and tickled the child in her arms. Despite the scary situation, the boy giggled back and enjoyed the intimacy of a familiar face. Looking back up at a horrified Pema, grinning maliciously at her. Even as the older woman's bosom was squeezed and sex teased, she looked desperately at her child in her grip. With her eyes locked onto hers, she stuck out her tongue and pushed it through Rohan's lips into his mouth.
 
"Don't you da-ULK!" Pema began to scream, only for a loop of spirit vine to wrap around her mouth and pull her head taut against the wall. Groaning, she looked on as Kai was similarly gagged, the pair of them watching as Sugar Plum orally molested Rohan. They'd see that he sucked on the tongue back, cooing through the kiss, just as a few tendrils escaped Sugar Plum's quivering sex. Entwining around his small frame, they'd begin stroking him and caressing him all over, spreading numbing fluids that made the child heat up and squirm in its grasp. Pulling back till his rump was spread outward, invitingly, a larger tendril stroked the entrance, lubing it and moistening the pert anal lips.
 
Before anymore muffled protests could be made, Rohan was penetrated and given a deep, slow fuck. At first, the first few seconds were of panic, the little boy screaming pell mell in Sugar's mouth. Unable to jerk away, his molestor groaned in his mouth, continuing to swirl her tongue in his immature maw as his rump was being thoroughly stretched and perforated. Pema moaned, her own sex now penetrated just as Kai's own anus was filled up with spirit vine matter. They too would be pierced with unrelenting force, the numbness spreading and soon filled with a ticklish warmth.
 
Which is what happened to Rohan. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Rohan began to groan -uncharacteristically- from the back of his throat. His belly pushed out to alarming levels of elasticity, his gut filled past the point of comfort and his body sweated heavily in the tendril wrapped hold Sugar had on him. But everything felt so...good. Kissing sloppily back, Rohan would be overwhelmed by stimuli as his gut was raped over and over again by Sugar Plum, loving every second of it.
 
Smiling past the oral lock on the child, Sugar Plum shivered as her ghostly skirt displayed nethers quivered. A single knotted umbilical chord crept out, slithering in the air in a sinuous ripple as more fluids escaped the tendril spewing sex. Maneuvering up towards a swollen belly of the bare skinned boy, it reared back and stabbed into the navel with a moist connection; an electric sensation that was shared by both of them.
 
A flood of tingly warmth made Rohan coo and shiver with ecstasy, centered right around his bulging belly. As small, ovular shapes rippled down the organic vine connecting to the womb and his navel, each one causing a cascading wave of tingles to spread from his stomach up to his head and down his fingers and toes. His mouth spurted drool around Korra's mouth, their saliva dripping thickly between their wrapped lips and clenched chins. His eyes, bulging at this, thinned to half mast as he felt his tongue rolled around and caressed in the midst of the cradling hold the other vines had on his whole being, rubbing, sucking and caressing him all over to the erotic beat his molestor's sway.
 
Separating their kiss with a wet pop, a trail of saliva thickly hung between the two as their eyes lock in an intense gaze. With a perpetual ring of drool dripping from his chin that mirrored the illuminated halo of spit around his mouth, cheeks and neck, he panted aloud as his eyes emanated a soft glow of raspberry that complemented Korra's own bright rosy hued orbs.
 
Looking below, the little boy held in hand would marvel with an open-mouthed groan, feeling the organic connection that was woven into his bulging bellied gut, ebbing fluids that made him tingle and jerk with a subdued seduction. Shuddering as a pump of fluid was pushed into his body in regular intervals, Rohan bit his lower lip and undulated his body in the tentacled grip, twerking his rump to the arm-thick intrusion. Riding it firmly, he'd look up at the possessed Avatar with possessed lust in his eyes, yearning for a continuation of this forbidden sex he was being endowed with.
 
Sugar, moaning with burning desire herself, grabbed a hold of his face and dove her mouth to clamp over his own. She'd spiral her tongue into his, dumping saliva into his throat that he swallowed readily, cooing in the midst of the ravishing kiss as he continued to hear the crescendo of the crackling grind of his own anal pleasure. His gut continued to press, distend and squirm with stretched flesh, all while being fed bulges of fluids that soothed the aches and gave him numbing tickles of additional pleasure that continued to overwhelm him.
 
Pema couldn't believe her eyes what was happening. Even as this monster who wore Korra's skin seduced and raped her child, she herself was being pillaged by flower budding tentacles all over her body. With her womb filled to the brim with blossoming tendrils, her own ass was filled up, joining the belly stretched Kai who was drooling past his gag and his eyes barely kept from rolling to the back from the sensory overload. His caressed tool was leaking precum abundantly, sufficiently aroused and continually filled up from the inside, even as tendrils danced and juggled around Pema's pregnant looking belly; like serpents they stretched, maneuvered and pushed around. Much to her subdued delight and mortification, her own navel pushed out, revealing her own large pink petaled lily, blossoming in an unfurling release of fluids, akin to Kai's own engorged gut.
 
Even as they were being overwhelmed with spirit matter, Pema had time to see between groans of lust what happened to her last child.
 
"There, now in you go," Sugar Plum cooed, releasing her hold after another succulent pop of their lips halted their lustful kissing. Tethered by the tendrils holding him, rooted in his navel and plundering his gut, he was ushered into the dripping genitals of his molester. Cooing and moaning, the tentacle within shoved upward, causing him to gag and sputter fluids. Ankles cementing in the dripping wet sex, he'd lurch his head towards the ground and spew out a flower blooming vine, moaning and groaning past the spirit vine gag, as stars filled his eyes from the good feelings he was drugged with. Pull after pull, he'd be thrust into Sugar Plum's nethers. She'd bite her lip, rubbing her breasts and gyrate with the child slowly pulled into her uterus. Vaginal lips sloppily grasped over his nethers, causing the gagged child to squirm and roll his rump around in the warm, slick enclosure. With his anus still being filled, his arms and chest flowed up, followed by the flower gagged face; smiling through it all.
 
Such an occurrence caused Kai and Pema to watch Sugar Plum's gut distend, a squirming child now filling her body's womb. Stretching and squirming, she'd squeeze the outline of bulging flesh and rub it fondly. While he was thoroughly reworked from the inside out, she knew he'd leave different than he was from the beginning. Who knows? Maybe he'd turn into a girl when he left her womb?
 
Looking up with licking lips, she'd see Kai and Pema's mouths speew out saliva as flower blossoming tendrils ushered out of their stretched orifices and began twining around their heads. With their eyes sealed, they'd become part of this new isle's defenses and feed more spirit essence to Sugar Plum. Rubbing her belly, she grinned and rested in the spirit vine spreading courtyard, soon to enrapture the whole isle.
 
"This world will soon be mine," She whispered, rubbing the animated bulge her belly made. "And you'll see it and revel in the world of Sugar Plum."