Amon, criminal leader of the terrorist group calling themselves the Equalists had been missing for a little over two days. With no sign of his body in the wreckage of his escape boat that his brother Tarlock had destroyed, the man formerly known as Noatak was presumed dead, his body most likely somewhere at the bottom of the ocean. What nobody realized was the fact that Amon had managed to save himself just before the explosion struck by using his father's psychic Bloodbending technique to toss his own body to safety. However he did not survive the explosion unscathed, the impact still managed to leave him unconscious with a rather unusual side effect taking place.
Amon's body drifted, following the ocean's current back towards Republic City for an unlikely reunion with a certain young girl. The waves carried his body for some time, death almost appearing imminent for the fugitive Bloodbender. However, fortune seemed to smile upon him, or laugh in his face as his body was washed ashore on the beach at Air Temple Island just outside the city limits. How cruel fate was to bring him to such a place, but still the worst had yet to be discovered.
Some time passed and Amon's lifeless body rested on the sand until the tide came in, splashing him with a rather large wave and washing his body further up the beach. He regained consciousness for the first time in days, stumbling to his feet on top of the wet sand. He was still dazed and a little out of his wits after 2 days without food or fresh water to help him rehydrate. Still, he could immediately tell that something was off as he observed his surroundings. No doubt this was Air Temple Island but everything surrounding him was gigantic, even the sand surrounding him was large enough to pick up and hold in his hand like a rock.
As if things couldn't get any worse Amon found himself standing in a dark shadow, shaped like a person. He turned and took a fighting position, ready to use what little power he had at his current size to defend himself. His heart sank as the figured was revealed to be none other than Avatar Korra herself, standing over the inch tall criminal, hands on her hips, glaring down at him as if he were a bug that had royally managed to piss her off. It was unclear how long she was standing there for, but Amon was willing to wager that it had been some time before he regained consciousness.
"Well, well, look who finally decided to wake up! Not so big and tough now are you?" Korra asked, belittling the enemy standing in front of her giant boots.
"Avatar, I..." Was all Amon could muster before Korra stomped her boot into the sand not far from him, cutting him off from speaking.
"You know, we all thought you were dead, but honestly this is so much better! You're gonna pay for all the innocent lives you ruined, starting with me!" Korra proclaimed threateningly.
"Ahh yes, you're bending. What if I said I could restore you to your former glory, would you release me then?" Amon asked, thinking he might be able to make some kind of a deal. Little did he realize on major flaw and miscalculation in his plans.
"I don't know, you might wanna stick around for a while. I was thinking about having a barbeque, tell me. Would you prefer I cook you medium rare, or well done?" Korra asked, Firebending a ball of fire into her open palm. Amon was taken back at first, he could have sworn he'd removed her abilities to bend anything but air. But he could hardly be surprised when it came to the Avatar, in only 2 days she'd managed to regain her bending which could only mean he was in bigger trouble than he originally thought.
"So you regained your bending Avatar, I'm impressed," Amon said, trying to maintain his composure. He couldn't allow the towering Avatar to see him sweat or it would be all over for him. He could try Bloodbending her, but he's never moved a mass equal to Korra's size before with his powers and if he failed he would only make her angrier with him.
"What wrong, you look pretty nervous down there. Am I too BIG of an opponent for you? Maybe I should get Jinora or Ikki out here too deal with you? I'm sure they wouldn't have too much trouble stomping you out!" Korra teased, though she wasn't exactly wrong. Korra was gigantic compared to him and though he hated to admit it his chances of survival would be far greater if he was fighting either of the two young Airbenders.
Korra wasted no time in bending over to grab Amon, her hand swooping down at lightning fast speeds and lifting the shrunken Bloodbender off the sand and under the gaze of her cold blue eyes. The dark skinned woman smiles evilly as she thought about all the possible ways that she could now torture and humiliate her tiny foe. Already having something special in mind she wished to do first, assigning him to a jail cell where he belonged.
"Unfortunately for you, I want to keep a closer eye on you till I can determine whether or not you're still a threat. So I'm placing you under arrest, you'll be happy to know that you're jail time until we can make a cell small enough for you will be spent close to my person. Very close. In fact, you're gonna be a close as possible because I'm keeping you ____________ where I can keep an eye on you.
1. "Inside of my boot"- Korra tells Amon that because he is now bug-sized he should get used to being stepped on, taking off her boot and dropping him inside so she can walk all over him. Taunting him with the fact that she'd just finished training before she found him, saying he shouldn't expect any pleasant smells.
2. "Between my boobs"- Korra pushes Amon into the depths of her cleavage, finally finding a use for her oversized breasts after all this time, as a prison cell. Completely entombed in flesh Amon struggles to even breath fresh air between Korra's enormous tits. But will his struggles grant him freedom or lead to something even worse?
3. "Stuck to Naga's saddle" - Korra calls her loyal Polar Bear Dog to help punish Amon's for his past crimes, using a Sato Industries adhesive to stick Amon to her seat. Telling him she'll use the solvent on him if he survives the ride.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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