Fire & Water - Avatar TLA RP (private w/ Chancellor Castro)

[Jacie Sparkles]

“My own mother thought I was a monster. She was right, of course, but it still hurt.”

Those had been the words of Princess Azula of the Fire Nation, on the Ember Island beach one night not so very long ago.

Fire Lord Zuko had related the story of that night on the beach to his friend Katara of the Southern Water Tribe, the youngest water-bending master in the Four Nations. And so it was that Katara now approached the holding cell of her onetime mortal enemy. She did not know what to expect, or even if she could help bring the Fire Nation princess back from her madness and despair. But it was her and her alone, not even Avatar Aang, that Zuko had asked to help his sister. So Katara had to try.

The cell was spacious and well padded. Princess Azula sat calmly in the middle of the floor, her arms bound across the front of her midsection in a straightjacket, Fire Nation crimson in color. She had a gag in her mouth, rather reminiscent of a pacifier, Katara couldn’t help but notice, and she was even wearing a bulky disposable diaper. When Katara had last seen the Fire Nation princess, she had been a maelstrom of madness, rage, and unhinged ferocity. Now, she looked simply despondent and forlorn. Seeing the princess like this, and remembering what she had said on the beach, according to Zuko, suddenly made Katara’s heart ache.

“Princess Azula?” Katara said softly, looking into the princess’s eyes to see if there was any recognition, any acknowledgement at all of her presence. “Do you remember me? I’ve… I’ve come to help you, if you can believe me. Zuko asked… asked me to help you. Will you let me help you, Princess?”

[Bellhart]

Azula was indeed rather calm, though dejected might be the more accurate term. She had been in this overly calm state ever since the last climactic battle between her and her brother, though she didn't remember much of it. Between the events of the days leading up to the battle and her deteriorating mental state, she could now only recall snipets of the fight, like a half remembered bad dream.

Fortunately for the deposed princess, she seemed to have recovered, partially, from the megalomaniac mental break she had suffered. The fire had gone out, with just the smouldering ash left behind. She was now largely resigned to her fate, whatever that may be. She had expected to be thrown in some dank prison somewhere to rot, like her power mad father, but instead it seemed her brother had had her sent her. Probably out of familial sympathy or something she had reasoned.

The gag in her mouth did indeed seem to function like an oversized pacifier, heavy straps securing it behind her head, keeping the bulb in her mouth at near all times. Though she was loath to admit that she had found something enjoyable about suckling on it. The thing didn't just stop her from biting or screaming, though she didn't do either, but also acted as a means of feeding her. It was simple enough for the nurses to hook up a bag of liquid or food to the front of the gag, whereby a port allowed it to enter and fill the bulb, force feeding her easily. This had been how she'd been fed normally, since it saved time.

The jacket wasn't any better, just as tight, and in the mocking red colour of her royal robes as well! Preventing her from any movement at all, and leaving bending out of the question all together. However it was what was stuck between her legs that left her blushing most of all.

She wasn't even allowed toilet privileges, instead being forced to use these diapers. Dark red in colour, with a black fire emblem on the front panel that acted as a wetness indicator. She had already lost one battle with her bladder today, and had soaked it.

Not that that meant she'd be getting changed any time soon. She was changed once in the morning and once at night before lights out. That was it. So she was usually stuck most of the day wallowing in a used diaper.

She looked up at her new visitor, and tried not to respond as she recognised her. Why was *she* here? To punish her? Interrogate her? She was surprised when she was told the real reason. Looking up nervously, she gave a small, hesitant nod of her head. It wasn't like she had much to lose at this point.

[Jacie Sparkles]

Katara did notice the faint remnants of the mostly faded Fire Nation emblem on the front of Azula's diaper. Had the poor thing wet herself? How humiliated and uncomfortable the Princess must be right now, Katara thought sorrowfully. She drew out her bending water from the flask at her hip, forming a small sphere in each hand.

"Don't worry, Princess," she said softly, when she thought she saw Azula flinch around the eyes. "I'm not going to hurt you, I promise. I'm just going to use a healing technique on you, where I'll massage your temples with the water. I use this technique to calm troubled minds, and I think it'll be helpful for you. Is that alright, Princess?"

Somehow Katara found it fitting to address Azula by her title, to show respect and good intentions. After explaining, Katara moved behind Azula and began to massage the Princess's temples with the water, a technique she'd used numerous times in the past. She tried not to show how nervous she was. It was one thing to soothe raging nerves or break through artificial brainwashing. But to bring Azula back from the dark place into which she had slipped? Katara had to try, she reminded herself once again.

"Be at peace, Princess Azula," she said softly, working her water-bending. "Let your hate and rage be washed away, into the past. Forgive yourself, Princess. And know that Zuko, your brother, forgives you. Mei, your friend, forgives you. I, Katara, forgive you. You are not a monster, Princess Azula, just a girl. Come back, and be at peace, Princess."

Katara swallowed, blinked away a few tears in her own eyes, and continued to massage Azula's temples with her water-bending. Relying more on instinct than knowledge, she continued to whisper, "Come back... be at peace..."

[Bellhart]

Azula just continued to look up at her former adversary, cautious about what she might do to her. Though it wasn't as if she had much choice to say no. But she figured that it couldn't do much more to her, so she let the water bender continue.

As she began to work her healing bending against her head, she began to visibly relax, the aches and pains of the last months starting to fade away. Gently she sucked on the pacifier of the gag, and let it wash over her.

Unfortunately she seemed to relax a little too much, as a hiss came from between her legs, and she began to pee her diaper again. Her eyes snapped open and her cheeks turned red in embarrassment. Even as she did so, a greater humiliation was on its way, as her backside let out a small fart. She knew what was coming next!

[Jacie Sparkles]

Katara couldn’t suppress a small smile when she heard Azula pass a little gas... if only because her bending technique did seem to be working. She could feel the Princess growing more relaxed, and she noticed Azula was actively sucking on her pacifier much like a baby. Katara continued to work her water-healing, massaging Azula’s temples and speaking softly, trying to urge the Princess back from the brink. She still wasn’t sure what to expect, since Azula had been cold and ruthless long before her descent into madness. Was there even a cure for that? Could Azula somehow come back from the brink a better person? Katara wasn’t sure.

And she wasn’t sure yet what to think or do if Azula did mess her diaper...

[Bellhart]

Azula could only blush when she saw Katara blush. Was she doing this deliberately? Was she enjoying it? Regardless, her actions seemed to be working. She could feel the mental stress and damage built up over years beginning to fade, the warmth of her childhood starting to return after a long absence. Slightly. It would take more that a single session of this bending healing for Azula to properly come out of her cold shell.

She stopped sucking and eped as she felt another fart come out, and struggled in the restraints as she felt the inevitable come close. With effort, she lifted her butt up slightly, and grunted as her bowels pushed a large load of mess into the back of the tight fitting crimson diaper, the mess quickly filling the available space and then squishing around as it pancaked against her butt. From her position, Katara would have been able to see the bulge appearing, and the smell spreading from the rear of the very blushy princess.

[Jacie Sparkles]

Though Katara couldn't read Azula's mind, she could feel the Princess's energy, her chi. It did seem the Princess was quite relaxed, even at peace ever so slightly. There was little more Katara could do for now, so she began to wind down her water-healing.

It was then that she heard Azula give a little squeak around her pacifier and begin messing her diaper. It was quite clear what the Princess was doing... grunting softly and holding herself up slightly off the padded floor, and blushing almost as red as her straightjacket and diaper as the latter bulged out in the back.

"That's OK, Azula," Katara said, addressing the Princess by name for the first time. She laid her hand on Azula's shoulder in a gentle, reassuring manner. And she stayed close by the Princess's side until it was evident that Azula was quite done relieving herself.

"Do you want me to change you, Princess?" Katara asked then. It had been a long time since she had helped Gran-Gran change diapers back home, and she certainly had never changed a girl as big or as old as Azula, but Katara still somehow felt sure she could do it.

[Bellhart]

Azula instinctively winced slightly at the sudden physical contact, but didn't react further, trying as she was to build a rapore with the water tribe girl. That and trying not to squish around the mush she was pushing out into the back of the diaper. Oddly enough she didn't find it that icky, it was more embarrassing than anything else.

She tried her best to smile when Katara offered to change her, glad of the chance to get out of the messy padding, which she would otherwise be stuck in until that night. So she nodded clearly when the offer was made. However there was no changing table in the padded cell. Katara would need to help Azula stand up, and walk her next door to the ajoining room where there was a changing table and bathing facilities.

However just as Azula agreed to the change, the other, main door opened, and a kind looking nurse entered, wheeling in an iv stand with two large bags attached, one filled with oatmeal, the other with what looked like milk. "Oh, hello there! You must be Katara, I was told you'd be visiting our special guest." the nurse said politely.

"Sorry for the interruption, but it's the princesses afternoon feeding time. I don't suppose you'd like to help, would you? The Princess might like it more if you do it, seeing as you appear to getting along!" She said, taking the end of the feeding tube that would fit to the gag, and offering it to Katara.

[Jacie Sparkles]

"Yes, I'm Katara," the water-bender replied. "And I'd be happy to help feed the princess," she added. "In the meantime, can you make the sure the changing room is prepared for us?"

Katara attached the feeding tube and attached it to Azula's pacifier-gag. As the Princess began to consume her milk and oatmeal in this manner, Katara sat beside her on the padded floor and rubbed her back in a soothing manner. "This is no way for a Princess to take her meal," she said sadly. "I am so sorry for you, Princess Azula. I've... I've got to get you out of here, so you can be a normal girl again. I promise, Princess, you will be whole again, and I will help you get there very soon."

[Bellhart]

"Of course miss, I think the stinky princess needs it!" the nurse giggled, which made Azula blush.

Azula looked up in acknowledgement of her new carer's sympathy, gently swallowing the oatmeal and milk as it entered her mouth at a steady pace from the pacifier. She appreciated the back rub. It was good to have some genuine physical contact. She nodded in thanks at her kind words.

As the feeding finished, the nurse called through. "Miss Katara, the changing room is all ready for you." she said, before detaching the feeding tube and leaving the room.