Bare Consequences

Azula was one of the most decorated, respected and feared members of the Fire Nation. Second only to the Fire Lord himself.

A prodigy. A tactical genius. Destined to burn the Avatar, her treasonous brother, and any who would dare to stand in her way. She was destined to rule!

And here she was, her bare bottom sat on the side of the road.

She'd tried desperately to hide her ailment, but following her rather explosive orgasm caused by the most miniscule of touches, the truth of Azula's condition became clear: She was hypersensitive. Enough that she couldn't be touched without her body crumpling. Even if they did find Zuko or The Avatar-- She couldn't fight in this state!

She couldn't even wear clothes in this state.

"How about..." Ty Lee began, pacing along their pathway, searching their surroundings for some kind of hidden answer. "Leaves! One over each boob, one between her legs. It'd leave her butt exposed, but..."

"They'd still be touching her." Mai pointed out dryly. "Meaning she'll cum, and stumble, and make a whole scene."

"She can hear you, you ingrates..." Azula hissed, yet kept her gaze to the side.

She was almost unrecognizable-- Cheeks flushed, hair messy. Here they were, on a semi-public road, and her friends had opted to take her clothes right off her body while she was in the throes of passion! She had absolutely nothing! Her cute chest rose and fell with exhausted breaths, and she reeked of her own sexual juices...

Even still, she stood up.

"If we stop now, we'll lose our targets entirely. I'll... Be fine! It'll pass! We need to keep moving."

"I agree..." Mai stood beside her. "But we need supplies and a doctor before anything else. Not to mention, it'll be hard to keep a low profile when you can't even cover yourself."

"I can cover myself just fine!" Azula snapped in her face. "You said there was a town nearby. Let's go. Assuming you're finished fretting over nothing."

Maybe it was stubbornness, maybe it was bravery or a need to stay in control-- But Azula charged ahead, butt naked, unwilling to let her predicament slow her down! What else could Mai and Ty Lee do except follow? Albeit, apprehensively.

Azula did try to cover herself, in the absolute bare minimum possible-- One arm over her chest, the other held between her legs. But even that proved to be too much contact. Every step, every jiggle, sending ripples through her body that she could hardly take...

If she wanted to do something as basic as moving forward, she'd need to do so with everything visible.