The acrobat giggled as she felt Azula squirm beneath her, suddenly unable to breathe as the full weight of Ty Lee’s turgid tummy pressed down on her. The princess’s limbs flailed pathetically, her screams muffled by the crushing weight of her friend’s pudge. Sparks of fire flew from her hands as she tried to strike at her unexpected assailant, but her involuntary squirms and spasms made it impossible to aim.



Pride month means I get to be even more shamelessly weird than usual, right? It's just too much fun coming up with horrible fates for Azula to suffer.

(Note: this story has several scenes involving fat shaming. If that's uncomfortable for you, you're probably better off not reading it.)

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