She's a little tied up

She ran, and she felt everything changing around her, countless stray thoughts and memories changing the fabric of the realm and, by extension, her. She could barely imagine how she must look, it seemed to change every few moments.

She took a deep breath, reached the portal, and went through, hoping things would reset to a more stable appearance.

Instead, she felt something… new. Cautiously, she looked down at herself.

“Korra, you’re back!” she heard Tenzin say, delighted, before the light around them faded.

Asami looked almost the same as ever, her Future Industries uniform looking neater than usual, woven from spirit-stuff. Korra meanwhile was stuck with the last stray thought they’d both had since passing through the portal.

It wasn’t that she was unused to being naked. The last few weeks had seen it happen, well, rather frequently, but at least then she’d only been with Asami.

Korra looked down from herself, and up to the group of friends that had welcomed them back, and her eyes widened just as theirs did.

As the light faded, her breasts were exposed, her fit body clad not in clothes, not in furs, but in a silk rope that tugged her arms back behind her back, binding them tightly together from the elbow down, so all she could do was squirm without any means to cover up.

That, too, was hardly unfamiliar, nor was the loop that coiled around her throat. Then again, it was much more fun when she was under Asami rather than in front of all her friends.

“Er…” Bolin stammered.

Korra shrieked. She tried to moved back, only to stumble, her ankles too bound by the same silk rope, flat and firm and unyielding. She tripped, sprawling, and had to roll over to avoid exposing her butt.

She wriggled, but needed Asami’s help to stumble back onto her feet. All she could do was crouch slightly, mortified, trying to hide her sex behind her hips.

“Asami!” Korra said.

“Sorry. I got distracted,” Asami said.

The spirit world shaped things to be the way they were thought of. Admittedly there had been a lot of thinking of situations like this, but she’d hoped it would wear off more easily.

Korra tugged on the ropes. Her cheeks burned as Mako tried to help, moving behind her but couldn’t do much with her bindings.

“They don’t… seem to be knotted,” Mako said. “It’s like they’re just… naturally like this.”

“They would be,” Asami said thoughtfully. “Not like I was imagining you getting out of them.”

All eyes turned to her. That time it was Asami who blushed slightly.

“So you’re saying I’m naked, and can only wear these ropes?!” Korra yelped.

“This is terrible!” Tenzin thundered.

“Yeah!”

“The avatar, unable to perform the basic bending poses? How could this happen?!” Tenzin continued.

“What? The naked part’s what’s worrying me!” Korra said.