The Fall of the Water Tribe

So far, your harem of four has been more than amazing. It's always a great day when your cock is between Jessica's massive fun bags. You could fuck Chel's ass all day long. Jasmine's misogynistic dirty talk always helps you get ready for another round. And Shego's commitment to mastering how to be a top-tier slut to 'teach' other women is coming along better than you imagined. You wouldn't trade any of your harem members for anything.

As nice as it is to already have such an impressive harem, you want more. There's just something about the fact that you can have a massive army of the hottest fictional female characters as sex slaves that makes you want to add more. Deciding who to add next was a hard choice. But after days of remembering childhood fictional crushes, watching old shows you loved as a kid, and looking at Rule 34, you've finally decided on who you want.

With a steady hand, you draw Katara from Avatar: The Last Airbender on a clean page of your sketchbook. You already have an idea of what kind of slut you want to turn her into after being inspired by a Rule 34 image of her as Azula’s sex ****. You draw her as she is in the series, having her wear her water tribe outfit. But with your idea in mind, she'll soon resent such an outfit.

After you finish drawing Katara, you don't step back to wait for her to appear out of your sketchbook. Instead, you immediately write right next to the sketch of Katara, 'Katara will have fake memories where she believes she was kidnapped by the Fire Nation. While Katara was a prisoner of the Fire Nation, she was enamoured by the culture of the Fire Nation and learned how to be a slut. Now, Katara fully sees herself as nothing but a submissive, patriotic sex toy to me, a man she believes is the leader of the Fire Nation. Katara is fully loyal to the Fire Nation and me to the point that she gleefully sold out her Water Tribe to me. Katara wants nothing to do with the Water Tribe anymore, seeing the Water Tribe and herself as naturally inferior to the superior Fire Nation.'

Happy with what you have, you stand up from your seat and take a step back. Immediately, your sketchbook gets to work bringing your latest masterpiece to life. Instead of being alone in the room, you're now standing before a beautiful, tan-skinned woman.

For a moment, you and Katara just stare at each other, no words needed to establish what Katara's purpose is when she kneels before you. However, shortly after kneeling, Katara realizes the clothes she's wearing and looks down at herself in disgust.

"Why am I wearing these savage clothes?!"

Standing back up, Katara grabs the fabric and rips it off her body, as if it were displaying some bigoted symbol, showing no regret as more and more of her skin is revealed. Before long, the once-honorary water bender has stripped away the outfit that tied her to her old identity. Now, she's a new woman, a new slut, ready to serve the man before her she believes she should own everything as she gets back on her knees.

"Now that's better. Don’t you agree, my Fire Lord? No water tribe rags to cover up this sexy body."

Looking down at Katara, your cock is already starting to get hard inside your pants. However, it's not fully erect yet. But you have an idea of how to make it fully stiff. "Stand up for me, Katara, and hold still."

"Yes, my Fire Lord," Katara says as she stands up to her full height once again. As much as you love her naked body, you believe the perfect skimpy clothing can make a slut even sexier. After all, what’s sexier than making someone behave completely different than they truly are?

Pencil in hand, you waste no time in drawing Katara's new outfit. You even alter her hair, giving her the hairstyle she had later in her series. As you draw on her body, Katara looks down, seeing for herself the magic your pencil can do. Eventually, the outfit you had in mind for Katara is finally a reality.

"So, Katara. What do you think?"

Katara smiles as she checks herself out. She moves around a little, testing out how comfortable the fabric is as it hugs her body. She cups her breasts through her top, becoming lost in her thoughts for a moment. While caressing her chest, Katara's eyes switch between going from her covered breasts to your pencil a few times before finally grabbing the pencil out of your hand. "I'll give it right back, my Fire Lord. I promise."

Wielding the pencil, Katara uses the eraser to erase her chest, giving you a slightly eerie sight of an incomplete woman. But Katara flips the pencil around and starts drawing herself a new chest. You watch in stunned silence as Katara draws, honestly shocked to see someone else using the power of the magic pencil so effectively. A minute later, Katara had finished drawing what she wanted.

With your pencil still in her hand, Katara cups her breasts, feeling their weight and firmness. You can tell from the look on her face that she's displeased. And what she says soon after confirms it.

"No... Too big." Using the pencil once again, Katara quickly erases her chest and draws herself a new, smaller pair, but still a decent size.

"There. That's better." With a proud smile, Katara hands you back your pencil. Like before, she cups her orbs, making herself wet for you. "What do you think, my Fire Lord? Aren't these a great size worthy of the mighty Fire Nation?"

"They certainly are." Putting your pencil inside your pocket for the moment, you stare pervertedly at Katara as she continues to fondle herself before finally freeing your hard cock from your pants. "Let's see if you know how to use them. Get on your knees, Katara, where you and your people belong."

Without a thought of hesitation, Katara obediently kneels on the floor again. Her body shivers with excitement as your cock moves closer to her cleavage. Katara is so focused on the notion of feeling your hard cock between her tits that she wraps them around you, not realizing that she still has her top on until she starts moving them.

"Oh! Forgive me... Your inferior Water Savage **** forgot to take her top off. Give me a second, my Fire Lord."

"No," you shout, making Katara freeze. "Keep your top on. Don't you dare stop moving your tits until I cum all over you."

Katara smiles up at you as she resumes worshipping you. The sight of seeing her giving you a tittyfuck while she still has on her red fabric turns you on more than if she were bare. And the look on her face, a look that gives the impression of 'I'm here to please you,' is the cherry on top.

Not wanting to be getting worshipped in silence, you order Katara to talk dirty, and she delivers, saying, "Is this lowly Water Savage doing her job to help you get off up to your standard, my Fire Lord? I've probably told you this a million times, but I'll say it again. Thank you for rescuing me from the backwards and uncivilized Water Savages. Thank you for showing me the truth that the mighty Fire Nation and you, especially, are superior to my kind in every way. I hope you'll proudly let me use my water bending skills to crush the enemies of the Fire Nation."

You'll never get tired of seeing fictional female characters behaving like sluttier versions of themselves, saying things they wouldn't normally say, and willingly doing things they would never do to please you. And if you don't like something, you can always just change it to more of your liking.

Another minute goes by of Katara working to make you climax. She's doing a decent job. But you're not going to be cumming in the next few seconds yet. However, when Jasmine enters the room, wearing the new slutty outfit you drew for her, your arousal greatly increases.

"Hello, Master. I love this harem dancer outfit so much. It's so revealing, perfect for an inferior slut like me... Would you like me to dance for you, Master?"

"Yes, please," you say without thinking.

The moment Jasmine starts moving her hips, you become entirely focused on the former princess. The Arabian girl dances in a way that purposefully makes her chest bounce. The massive smile on her face is all you need to see to know that she's enjoying performing such an act. And you just know Jasmine's pussy must already be dripping wet for you.

While dancing, Jasmine notices Katara giving you a tittyfuck. While she doesn't know the girl, she knows she's doing her job as a woman, and she couldn't be happier. "Great job, slut sister. Keep using your titties for their true purpose. Don't let anyone tell you that you're more than just a pathetic sex toy."

Katara smiles at Jasmine. "I wouldn't dare forget my place ever again. Any woman who thinks their place isn't on their knees is an idiot."

Jasmine stops dancing for a moment before resuming upon realizing she didn't get permission to stop. Her smile is gone, replaced with a look of worry. But you don't notice the sudden change in Jasmine. You're focused more on her body, loving the fact that you're getting worshipped with a show.

The two stimuli eventually become too much for you to handle. Katara herself can tell you're getting close by the way your cock is twitching. "Go ahead and cum, my Fire Lord. Cover my inferior tits with your superior seed."

You felt like Katara's dirty talk could have been better. Luckily, you know someone who can teach her the art of talking dirty. But that will have to wait as you start cumming.

Katara keeps her mouth shut as you erupt over her, wanting to feel every drop of you on her face. The feeling of being covered is wonderful, almost as good as the feeling of being on her knees. But combine the two things, and Katara feels like the happiest slut in the world.

"Thank you for covering me, my Fire Lord. It's more than what a worthless slut like me deserves." Katara continues to move her titties slightly, quickly making you fully hard. "Would you like to fuck my pussy now?"

"Yes, please."

After sliding your cock out from Katara's cleavage, Katara finally takes off her clothes, making herself fully nude. The sight of the dark-skinned girl's naked form distracts you enough that you don't notice Jasmine leaving, walking away, lost in thought.

With nothing but the cum on her face covering herself, Katara leans back onto the floor and spreads her legs, unable to say anything as you immediately insert yourself inside her.

“Yes! This is the cock I'll never get tired of! Harder, my Fire Lord! Remind me why I serve you! Conquer me like you conquered the Four Nations!"

Not wanting to be gentle, you ram your cock inside Katara's incredibly tight pussy like you own it, which you do. Her moans fill the room, echoing off the walls, and could probably be heard outside the halls. Not even a minute in, and Katara's body quivers as she approaches her climax. But an idea forms in her submission brain, a sexy idea.

"My Fire Lord! Would you like to fuck my inferior water bender ass from behind? I promise I'll give you a sexy sight."

Curious to see what Katara has in mind, you willingly slide your cock out, giving her the chance to flip around on all fours. She lifts her ass in the air, shaking it, wordlessly telling you to go ahead and put it back in. After giving a nice, hard spank to her left cheek, you waste no time in going back to what you were doing before, thrusting at a now even harder pace than last time.

"So, why did you want me to fuck you from behind? Was it to show me your ass? It's nice, but I was hoping for more."

"Don't worry, my Fire Lord! Give me a minute." Moving her body, Katara starts to water bend. The cap to your water bottle nearby explodes right off the bottle as the water inside flies out. The clear water splits into two rods midair. One floats near Katara's face while the other moves closer to her ass.

You're quickly able to figure out what Katara is doing before she does it. Grabbing her ass cheeks, you spread them, making it easier for the watery cock to enter her asshole. Upon letting out a moan, the other water cock enters Katara's mouth, making her gag as she purposefully slides it further down her throat.

Aroused by Katara's creative idea, you thrust your cock faster inside her dripping pussy. It takes Katara a moment to match her two water cocks to the same pace as your thrusts. But once she does, her mind goes completely blank as she experiences nothing but pure bliss. All three of her holes are being used simultaneously in an act perfect for a Fire Nation **** like her.

"Did you just come up with this idea just now, or have you fucked yourself this way before?" You ask before giving Katara a hard spank. You hear Katara gag on the water appendage. You're not sure if she tried to say yes or not, or even if she heard your question. But you'll take that gag as a yes.

As time passes, Katara does everything she can to make you cum. She tightens her pussy, shakes her hips, and even spanks her own ass to further arouse you. But the main factor that helps bring you closer to your climax is the simple thought of cumming inside Katara, filling her womb.

You feel yourself getting close to your orgasm. It would be a miracle if you last for another full minute. But the best you could do is last another few seconds before your balls explode.

Katara nearly chokes on the water cock inside her mouth. She could slide it out to save herself. But she doesn't want to. She wants to endure it, she wants to fight to survive, she needs to prove herself a good slut. She’s a good **** who recognizes her worthlessness before the superior Fire Nation.

Despite the struggle, Katara manages to keep herself conscious throughout the whole experience. She feels every single drop of your cum filling her womb as her ass and throat continue to get fucked by her water rods. The pleasure makes her eyes roll into the back of her head as her mind struggles to think of anything else but your cock.

After what feels like an eternity to her, you finally stop cumming. The watery appendages Katara has created fall to the floor, forming puddles as you slide your shaft out. Before you now is a well-fucked slut with a leaking pussy.

"So... Full... Do... You... Want... More."

Having no other plans to do today, you quickly slide yourself back into Katara, this time fucking her ass, with full intentions to fuck her for the rest of the day if you can.

Jasmine's Perspective

Jasmine sits alone in the mansion's living room, repeating to herself what Katara said to her earlier. "Any woman who thinks their place isn't on their knees are idiots."

The Arabian slut knows that better than anyone. But what about the rest of the world? What about the rest of the female population? What is the world like beyond the walls of the mansion?... She has to know the answer. She needs to know.

Without hesitation, and with the Cloak of Invisibility, Jasmine walks out the front door of the mansion. Walking out the door, unable to be seen by the naked eye, she hears the sounds of birds chirping. She doesn't look back as her feet take her further away from the building. Her mind has been made up. And while she's sure she'll miss her Master's cock and the others, she'll find her way back home one day. But for now, she doesn't know where she'll go or what she'll do. But she's in for a whole new world, different from the one she knows.

A/N: I hope you all enjoyed the chapter. I want to thank Darkstar239 and Cmo532 for being beta readers.

I generated all images in PixAI. The reason the first two images of the chapter are in different styles than the rest of the images is because the first two images were made using a different LORA than the rest of the images, and the LORA changed the style of the images.

Until I see you all again, I hope you have a nice day.