It was a stressful job. Keeping up an image for the public, and the next Avatar in an eternal line, can make a body ache.
Korra had a slim, but well toned body for her age. She had tanned skin, short brown hair, and piercing blue eyes. Korra made her way back to the air temple, for some well deserved RR. She greeted Tenzin's wife and kids on the way in. She knew that Tenzin and his family were going out for the week, preparing for a long trip to the tropics.
Korra saw them off, and waited until they were out of sight. "...Finally! The temple all to myself!" Korra cheered. She bolted to the temple and rushed into her room, locking the door. "It's been a while, but Korra's gonna have her funtime!" She said to herself.
Korra opened a secret compartment in the floor. She had it installed a while back, when the family was gone for the weekend. With a Cheshire-like grin, she unlocked the steel box and pulled out the "goods."
Korra looked at the items on the ground. There were folded diapers, empty baby bottles, pacifiers, bibs, and baby toys. "Heehee! This is gonna be fun!" Korra cried out loud. She took her clothes off, leaving her nude. She picked up one of the diapers, unfolded it and laid down, powdered her area, and taped it up.
The avatar grabbed the bib, and tied it around her neck. It read "Avatar in Potty Training" on it, making Korra giggle. She finished off by tying a blue bonnet on her head, completing the look. "Don't I look adowable!" Korra gurgled.
She grabbed a couple bottles and waddled into the kitchen, and prepared a couple with some chocolate milk. Once that was done, she waddled back to her room, and played. Korra grabbed a teething ring, and began chewing on it, slobbering it with drool.
"Heehee! Kowwa siwwy baby!" Korra gurgled around her ring, some of the drool leaked onto her bib. Korra was having the time of her life! What could make this day better?
Her stomach growled loudly. She stopped chewing and looked down. "Hmm... Korra has to go potty..." She said to herself, rubbing her gut. A loud toot escaped her diaper, making her blush.
"Well, since I'm all alone and no one's here to watch me, guess I'll just fill my pampers!" Korra said. She got into a crawling position, and patted her diaper.
"Korra go potty now!" She said, pushing on her bowels, as today's breakfast and lunch started filling her pampers. The childish designs started changing colors, it started to sag noticeably, and the diaper discolored to a soft brown.
Korra's cheeks were puffed up, grunting softly as she pooped herself like a gigantic toddler. "Kowwa's a siwwy baby! Going potty in her diapie!" She mocked herself. She was so into her babyish act, she didn't notice her bladder letting go and peeing her diaper.
Korra's diaper filling stopped, and left the babified avatar relieved. "All done! Kowwa poopied and peepee her diapie!" Korra gurgled. She smushed her load around, making her giggle uncontrollably. "How can this day get any better?" Korra said to herself.
"I can think of a few things... Baby girl." A voice replied. Korra froze; she recognized that voice! It belonged to one of her best friends and allies. She turned slowly to see a woman around her age and build, with long black, stylized hair, dark red lips, and green piercing eyes. "A-A-Asami!? Wh-What're you doing here, and how did you get in!?" Korra cried out, blushing madly, and her eyes widened in fear.
"First, I'm off for the week, and I wanted to see if you wanted to hang out for the day. Two, you left the door unlocked in your room. Finally, I could hear you proclaiming you're a silly baby." Asami replied.
Korra didn't reply or move. She didn't know what Asami was going to do! Was she going to laugh at her, take a picture and show the city!? Korra's mind was racing with so many horrible thoughts, she didn't notice Asami walking to her and lowering herself.
"Korra," Asami said, snapping Korra back to reality. "I'm going to say one thing about all of this." She told her diapered friend.
"Wh-what is that?" Korra whimpered, afraid of Asami's response, she closed her eyes and braced herself. She suddenly coiled, as Asami hugged her. "Huh? Asami?" Korra said, looking over to see Asami with a big smile.
"You're... so adorable! You look so cute in that puffy diaper and bonnet! I could just eat you up!" Asami squealed, her eyes sparkled. Korra was speechless, she thought Asami was going to be mad, not excited about seeing her friend in a full diaper.
You're... not mad? Isn't this weird and creepy to you?" Korra asked, as Asami let go of her. "Of course not! If you want to fill your pants and act like a baby, I will support you!" Asami reassured her. "And speaking of which," she squeezed Korra's load. "You really need a change! Now lay down and let Mama Asami take care of the rest!"
Korra was pushed onto the floor, the hot mess squished under her weight, making Korra blush. "You don't have to do th-" Korra was interrupted by a pacifier shoved in her mouth. "Don't be silly! Big babies like you need a mommy! Who else is going to feed you and change your diapers?" Asami said.
Korra watched in silent awe, seeing her best friend gathering changing supplies to change her full diaper. Asami ripped the tapes and opened the diaper, a foul odor emanated from it, making her pinch her nose. "Whew~! Someone had a big lunch!" Asami teased, making Korra blush.
She got to work on her diaper change, lifting Korra's legs and removed the used pamper, wiped her behind, slid a new diaper under, powdered her regions and taped it back up. "There we go!" Asami cooed, patting Korra's diapered crotch. "Someone's a very clean baby!"
Korra pulled her pacifier out spoke. "Um... Thanks?" Korra thanked her, earning a pat on the head. "It's my pleasure! Now! We need to fill that tummy of yours!" Asami walked out of the room for a moment, leaving Korra to her thoughts.
"I... I can't believe this is happening... I start my week off by having some baby time, and Asami comes in and just changed me..." Korra thought.
Asami walked back in, making Korra look back to her. "Since I can't feed you solids, I'm going to give you some yummy baby food!" Asami opened a jar of applesauce, and dipped a spoon into it.
"Open wide for Asami~!" Asami cooed, bringing the spoon closer to Korra's mouth. "No thanks Asami, I'm good, real-" Korra was once again interrupted, as Asami quickly shoved a spoonful of sauce into her mouth.
"MMPPH!?" Korra muffled a bit, but ate the sauce, finding it sweet. "Good girl! Now just eat the rest!" Asami cooed, shoveling more of the sweet applesauce to Korra.
Eventually, Asami finished feeding Korra, leaving her a bit messy. Having some splotches of applesauce on her face and some on her bib. "Is Korra's tummy nice and plump?" Asami cooed.
Korra groaned a bit and rubbed her stomach. "I'll take that as a yes..." Asami said. She proceeded to wipe Korra's face and lead her over to the bed. Asami picked up a bottle of chocolate milk, and motioned Korra to her lap.
"Come over here, sweetie," Asami said. "You need to drink your baba!" Korra didn't move or look at her friend.
"...No..I don't wanna..." Korra protested. "What was that, baby?" Asami replied in a motherly tone.
"I said I don't wanna! I'm not being teased anymore, you big bitch!" Korra whined, as she stomped her foot down. "You're making this weird!" Asami raised an eyebrow.
"I'm making this weird?" Asami replied. "Tell me Korra, who did I find unloading into a diaper, chewing and drooling a toy, and proud of their diaper filling?" Asami questioned.
Korra stopped and blushed. "Oh... right...sorry..." Korra squeaked. Suddenly, Asami walked over and grabbed Korra's arm. "That's okay, but I think you need to understand who's in charge right now." Asami replied, dragging Korra to the bed and laid her on her lap.
"Wh-what are you doing!?" Korra cried out, eyes wide with fear and horror. "Why, I'm going to teach my naughty baby some manners!" Asami said, as she pinned Korra down on her lap. "P-Please, Asami! We can talk about this!" Korra pleaded, hoping her friend would let her go.
"We could've, but I recall a naughty baby girl who called her mama a "big bitch". Asami said, making Korra's face pale with fear. Asami raised her hand and whacked Korra's puffy rear.
WHACK! "OW!" Korra cried out. WHAP! "OW! Asami please!" Korra blubbered. WHACK! "OWIE!" Korra whined again, Asami's strikes pierced through her thick, diapered behind.
"Sorry Korra, but you need to know what happens if you disobey and say bad words about your mommy!" Asami replied in a motherly tone of voice, continuing her wrath on Korra's padded behind.
"P-PLEASE! I-I PROMISE TO BE A GOOD BABY! I-I'LL DO WHATEVER MY MOMMY ASAMI WANTS!" Korra blubbered, tearing up from the sheer pain of Asami's strikes. "That's a bit better," Asami replied. "But I think some more spanks will do you some good!"
Korra kept crying, as she was being spanked mercilessly by her friend, blubbering like the big baby she was. The spanking finally stopped, Korra's face was covered in snot and tears. Asami panted, her hand was sore from the spanking. She lifted Korra from her position, wiped her face clean, and cradled her.
She brushed her friend's hair back, and patted her back. "It's okay sweetie, Mama still loves you." Asami reassured her. Korra turned to face Asami. "I-I'm sorry, mama, I'll be a good b-baby!" Korra blubbered.
Asami looked at her friend's face and just gushed. "Aww! It's alright!" Asami said. "Now that's out of the way, why don't you have a nice baba of chocolate milk?"
Korra's face lit up, her mouth drooled. "Yay! Baba!" Korra gurgled. Asami giggled, picked up the bottle and placed the nipple in Korra's mouth. The babified avatar latched onto the bottle and guzzled down the chocolatey goodness, a bit of it leaked onto her bib.
"There we go! You're such a cute baby girl!" Asami cooed, tickling Korra's chin. "After this, we're going to have you try on a few things..." Asami's eyes gleamed, making Korra a bit nervous. She took the bottle out of her mouth and asked, "Asami, what do you mean by that?"
"Oh, you'll see after you baba!" Asami said, shoving the bottle back into Korra's mouth. Korra could only wonder what she meant by that.
TWO DAYS LATER
"I suddenly regret everything..." Korra said, wondering what went wrong. She was dressed like a Japanese pre-schooler, a bright yellow hat sat upon her head, a bright blue uniform with a very short skirt and a heart pin on it, to show off her padded behind. Black, adorable shoes, and a red backpack. She was clutching her small skirt in desperation, trying to hide her puffy diaper.
Korra had a look of anger and embarrassment, the corner of her eyes tearing up, and biting her lip. "Aww! You look so cute in that, Korra!" Asami cooed, pinching the avatar's cheeks. "Tell me why I should keep wearing this?" Korra asked.
"One, it's to help you not be embarrassed every time I see you in babyish clothing," Asami replied. "And two, I just wanted to see you in cute clothes!" Asami gushed.
Korra glared at her friend, but kept posing for her. "Well, at least she's happy." Korra thought, then smiled a bit. "And I do look cute in this!"