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For Zenith

Sokka and Zuko's torment doesn't end. They find themselves defeated and hypnotized by the escaped Azula into being her diaper baby boys in an excessive round of humiliating shenanigans...!", "writing": "Avatar - Azula's Baby Doll Collection\nCommission #164\nFor Zenith\n---\nIt’s been about a year or so since Sokka and Zuko’s fling with the great Zucchini. The embarrassment, emasculation, and humiliation that followed at the hands of Sokka’s sister Katara and later their respective girlfriends was palpable and a heavy endurance test for the both of them.\n\nDespite the fact that Zuko was now the fire lord and Sokka was the water tribe ambassador, this obstacle of endurance was still continuing in private. The two of them were still hypnotized and still under the control of their girlfriends. \n\nUnwilling pets though they may be, their talent shined through in their public life despite how drastically opposite to their put upon image their private lives were. Neither of them were happy about it but they couldn’t do much aside from verbally protest. They were too well trained.\n\nIt had been a bit of a taxing day. It wasn’t one of their worst but it certainly wasn’t one of their best either. The fact that Katara had found such a grand location to take them out for walkies and showed their girlfriends that route did them no favors. Yeah, it was private but it was still insanely humiliating. At least if people saw them someone might have the decency to ask them what the hell was going on and maybe that could lead to this stopping.\n\nPerhaps Zuko could pass a law that would forbid it? No, that would be going too far. He didn’t want to kink shame the people that did this willingly. God, what a thing to have to fret over as the fire lord. What even was his life right now?\n\nEither way, as of right now, things had hit that sweet spot of central normalcy for the day. They weren’t busy with any of their political stuff and currently the two embarrassed boys were walking home together after having survived another walk down that secluded public runway.\n\n“I swear to God, if I have to wear that collar again tomorrow I’m ripping my own throat out,” Sokka said, rubbing his neck as he slumped beside Zuko.\n\n“Yeah, I’d rather not have to do that but between the leash and being made to go potty against a tree I just can’t handle it anymore,” Zuko sighed.\n\nSokka gave him an odd look. “I don’t… recall them making us do that?”\n\n“Uhhh…” Zuko trailed off and looked to the side. The things he did voluntarily and involuntarily were starting to blend together now. \n\nWith Zuko looking far off to the left and Sokka looking curiously at Zuko, the two of them failed to notice the bustling in the bushes followed by the swift slide of an imposing figure coming out to greet them.\n\nWell, “greet” was a relative term here. When this person slid in front of them, both Sokka and Zuko turned to look at them with shock and awe. They saw a face they recognized and were flabbergasted by it. Too flabbergasted actually. They failed to accurately notice the spiral that was being held up by the figure’s hand until it was already making their eyes whirl.\n\nThe whirling sensation of a soft, soothing spiral was something they were both familiar with as well but despite registering it to mean danger at the forefront of their minds, deep within their minds, their easily manipulated psyches welcomed its embrace.\n\nThe world went blank almost immediately.\n\n—\n\nZuko and Sokka jolted awake. It was like they were in a wonderful, floaty slumber and were just shocked into the waking world by virtually nothing. The two of them sat up and looked around. They seemed to be at Sokka’s place. Odd though. Suki was going to be out of town for a bit and they just left the walkway behind so it couldn’t have been her who brought them here.\n\nThat’s when they both perked up and remembered the face they saw. Turning to face one another with equally shocked expressions, their mouths hung open as they blurted aloud, “AZULA!”\n\n“You rang?” She appeared in that instant, peering at them from Sokka’s couch. The two of them screamed with surprise and bashed their heads together, groaning as they slunk back to rub their sore spots and facing the wicked woman once more. \n\n“What are you doing in my house?” Sokka asked. It was now that he finally realized he’d been draped over his own carpet while Azula was kicking her feet up on his couch.\n\n“Forget that. How are you even here?” Zuko snapped.\n\n“Oh please,” Azula rolled her eyes, a cheery smirk on her face. “As if you didn’t consider the possibility of me breaking out and finding my way back to you. Don’t be so agro though. I did you a favor.” She said with an even bigger grin and her hands on her knees. “No more eating out of doggy bowls for you too. Hurray!”\n\n“How do you know about that?!” Sokka gasped, finding her influx of knowledge creepy. “Wait… what do you MEAN by that?” He asked before blinking a few times and realizing instantly what she meant.\n\nThe compulsion to act like a dog was gone. He didn’t feel like scratching behind his ear or eating stuff off the floor or chasing his butt. It just wasn’t there anymore. \n\nSokka turned to look at Zuko, who wore a similar surprised expression. He then grimaced a little.\n\n“So… what? You want me to thank you for removing our doggy hypnosis? You want me to grant you immunity from the law or something too?” Zuko asked, sarcastically.\n\nAzula giggled. “Nah. You’ve already given me what I want. I didn’t do it expecting you to give me something. I did it to make you give me something and you already have. The doggy stuff isn’t my thing. I’m more into seeing you two squirm about like little babies.”\n\n“What’s that mean?” Zuko raised a brow.\n\n“Yeah, I removed your bladder and bowel control for starters,” Azula said, looking off to the side.\n\nThere was a slight pause. Zuko and Sokka gave each other sideways glances as Azula began cleaning her hands off in a large bowl that was set on top of Sokka’s table.\n\n“You used some kind of magic to remove our bladder and bowel control?” Sokka asked with a lean in and a brow raised. He almost sounded amused. “Yeah right.”\n\n“I don’t believe you either,” Zuko stated flatly with his arms crossed.\n\nAll Azula did in response to that was snicker and point down at their pants. Zuko and Sokka blinked and then glanced down, realizing immediately why it was that their pants seemed to be sticking to their legs.\n\nBoth their pants were soaked and they could tell by the smell that it wasn’t regular water…\n\nInstantly, the two boys blushed a deep shade of red. \n\n“Do I have your attention now?” Azula asked. “I guess I had it before but I’ve gotta be like dominating the epicenter of your brains now right?”\n\n“Wh-What do you want?” Sokka asked, his voice shaking. There was no way this was happening. He had one horrible thing removed and it was just replaced with another? How does one even remove someone’s bladder and bowel control? Would he no longer be able to tell if he needed to go? Would he be giving speeches and just walk off stage with his pants completely soiled?!\n\nZuko looked panicked as well. Imagine the fire lord giving a speech to a crowd of people and then suddenly trumpet blasting into his pants, loud enough to be picked up by the speakers. He’d never live that down. He was already struggling to live down the doggy stuff and was failing.\n\n“No! No way–!” Zuko put his hands to his head, shuffling about on his knees as he glanced off into space. He tried to avert his eyes from the pee stain on his pants but it had a stranglehold on his mind so it didn’t matter.\n“I could tell someone…” Azula said, eyeing them with pride. “But, if your girlfriends already treat you like pets without anyone knowing then I could go for something else.”\n\n“Like what? Babies?” Sokka asked.\n\n“Dolls,” Azula corrected. “Baby dolls to be exact. Some would say that’s far worse considering the limited free range a baby has to do things it wants compared to a baby doll which has… none.”\n\nSokka and Zuko felt a frenzy of emotions firing off on all cylinders after hearing that. This wasn’t going to be a situation where they were taken out of a frying pan and dumped into the furnace. No way.\n\nZuko leered up at her and lowered his arms. He then stood up and leaned down to face her as she remained on the couch. Sokka followed his lead but crossed his arms to look tough instead.\n\n“No,” Zuko said. “Here’s what’s actually going to happen Azula. You’re going to remove whatever thing you put over us and you’re going to waltz right back to where you were stationed. For the good of society and our sanity, we’re not going to allow–!”\n\nZuko was silenced when Azula shoved a pacifier into his mouth. His eyes crossed when he looked down at it, stunned by its presence.\n\nSokka, who was nodding his head with his eyes closed the entire time Zuko was speaking, had one shoved into his mouth at the exact same time. He did the same exact thing Zuko did when he felt it in his mouth.\n\nThe two of them gave it exactly two suckles before they spat them out. Unfortunately, she placed them on strings that were put around their necks. As such, they didn’t fly across the room but landed squarely against the chests as babyish necklaces. The two boys flinched and blushed while Azula laughed.\n\nThat did it.\n\nZuko didn’t have any qualms about just attacking his sister. She was a danger to everyone around her and she deserved to get her butt kicked again. Especially for this.\n\nHe went to do a palm strike at her but she quickly grabbed his arm and thrust it back so that he smacked Sokka in the face by accident! Sokka screamed and grabbed at his eyes, due to those being where the center of the pain was.\n\nZuko grunted and attempted to attack with his other hand but Azula elbowed him in the gut, eliciting a passing gas from his behind. Zuko blushed, not liking that as a sign of the state of his body, and was momentarily stunned.\nThis allowed her to twist his arm in a way that had him screaming and his eyes crossing again, but this time from sheer pain rather than him trying to glance at the center of his face.\n\nHe wasn’t sure what his next move was but before he could even figure it out, he was feeling the world turn upside down. This was because he was being vaulted through the air and tossed directly into Sokka. His feet smacked against Sokka’s face the instant he lowered his hands.\n\nSokka saw stars and momentarily smiled like a derp from the giddy feeling that came with being hit so hard. He flopped over like a house of cards and smashed his head against the floor, with Zuko laid out on top of him.\n\nZuko grunted, feeling his pants sagging a bit due to the heaviness that came with them being wet. He tried to turn and give Azula a glare but she was already on him.\n\nGrabbing at his face, she smirked and spun his body in mid-air, making his pants lower even more before he flopped back down hard against Sokka. Sokka’s body jerked up and down as the tighty whities clad Zuko groaned with his face on the carpet.\n\nAzula wasn’t done of course. She grabbed Zuko by his briefs and yanked him up into a powerful wedgie. \n\n\n“AIEEEEEE~!” Zuko screamed and flailed about, pants at his ankles now as she swung him up and down like a yo-yo.\n\nSokkka tried to properly get up now but his vision was super hazy. He’d been smacked by Zuko, and only Zuko, so many times now. He went to try and kick at Azula’s legs but he was seeing triple in his vision and was having trouble making things out.\n\nAs such, when he swung his leg up, he accidentally nailed Zuko in the balls. His pants weren’t there to protect him so he gurgled and made a goofy cross-eyed face of pain as he grabbed at his crotch. More droplets of pee came down his legs as Azula gripped his briefs tight. \n\nShe then whipped Zuko to the side and sent him twirling off like a ballerina before his face smacked against Sokka’s wall.\n\nSokka was sitting up now and his vision was clearing enough that he could tell it was definitely Azula in front of him now though.\n\n“You’re not getting away from me this time!” Sokka snapped and made a leap for her.\n\nAzula had stepped on his pants leg so Sokka embarrassingly just kind of flopped forward and smashed his face on the floor with his butt sticking up. Since his pants were sort of left behind, they came down to the back of his legs and exposed his blue boxers.\n\n“I came prepared, you know,” Azula said, pointing off to the side. A bit of a ways away from the two of them were two large, thick, poofy white diapers. Interestingly enough, they were both unfolded and laid out on the floor already. They were waiting for whoever was to wear them to put them on.\n\n“Whaaa-?” Sokka groaned, confused, before he was yanked up by his underwear next. He dangled in her grasp like luggage, right as Zuko peeled himself off the wall and tried to swing an overarching punch at her. She sidestepped it and then tossed Sokka’s entire body into his gut, making Zuko spin off and stumble like a drunkard.\n\nSokka was let go when she swung again and the two smacked against each other. Sokka’s boxers lowered due to the momentum of being tossed. It was funny, seeing his little wee wee out now. \n\nThey fell backwards but managed to keep on their feet long enough to stumble forward and hit each other again. They were clearly dazed and their eyes were rolling.\n\n“I could have put those diapers on you myself but I didn’t,” Azula explained. “Wanna know why?”\nAzula then charged at Sokka and rammed her knee into his gut, making him lurch forward with drool at the edge of his mouth and his eyes bulging wide.\n\nHis butt shot back and he nailed it right into Zuko’s tummy which saw him falling back. Sokka’s arms were flailing about and attempting to grab at something. Unfortunately, what he grabbed were Zuko’s briefs. Zuko fell backwards and the momentum carried him one way while his briefs remained gripped by Sokka.\n\nZuko’s naked butt landed smack dab on the laid out diaper with Zuko’s eyes rolling and his tongue flopped out the side of his mouth. \n\nSokka groaned, eyes spinning and fluttering. He tripped over Zuko’s leg and fell back as well, his naked hide slammed onto the unfolded diaper and laying out in the same position with his arms and legs spread, waiting for his new fluffy prison to close in around his waist.\n\nAzula obliged and bent down to face the two of them before grabbing a bottle of oil and wiping their fronts and butts down. She did this while whistling a happy tune to herself. \n\nShe then grabbed a bottle of baby powder she had stashed under the table and sprinkled it onto their fronts. With that done, she then finally taped the diapers up properly and gave them both nice, soft pats on the front to make little smog rings of baby powder flutter into the air.\n\nThey were dazed and defeated.\n\n“Well,” Azula smiled, dusting her hands off. “As fun as that was it counts as you two resisting me and I really can’t have that so I’m afraid you’re going to be punished. Sorry, not sorry.”\n\n“Uunnnghh…” The two boys let out guttural groans of pain. Azula grabbed them both by their ears and peeled their limp, ragdoll-like bodies off the floor in order to drag them over to the couch. She then sat down and flung both their bodies over her lap at the same time.\n\nThey both barely fit but she was able to keep them both on her lap by kicking her feet up onto a stand that was in front of her. She then giggled happily as she tugged down their diapers and slapped at Zuko’s butt first!\n\n“OW!” Zuko jolted up, whining loudly. She continued to wail on his butt for a few times, getting a loud cry from him each time.\n\nShe then smacked Sokka’s bare bottom and was rewarded with a shrill, “EEK!” from him. He let out similar sounds and noises when she continued spanking his rear end next.\n\nShe alternated between butts and watched as they bounced up and down, radiating heat and sizzling as her fire bending hand managed to rain fire onto their jiggling mounds. \n\nIt was too much for the both of them. They began screaming and crying, shaking their heads about with tears flowing from their eyes.\n\n“STOP! AZULA! PLEASE! OH GOD! MY BOOTY HUUUURRRTSSS~!” Zuko shouted.\n\n“MOMMY NO! I HATE IT HERE! NO MORE SPANKY-SPANK!” Sokka screamed. \n\nThey both shouted in voices that sounded beyond pathetic. It was as if being diapered and spanked momentarily regressed them a little. She wasn’t surprised by that but it served as a nice treat on top of everything else.\n\nShe got their diapers back on and then sat them up to glance at them with a smirk on her face. She stood up this time and crossed her arms to leer down at the two embarrassed boys. They sat and curled up with their legs to their chests, glancing up at her with whimpering, teary eyes.\n\n“So? What did we learn?” Azula asked.\n\n“To… to not… cross you? I guess?” Sokka asked, unsure of what he had to actually say here.\n\n“N-No way…” Zuko grunted, eyes fidgeting and crossing again as he shook where he was on the couch. Something seemed particularly off about him. “I’m-I’m… n-not going to let… let youuuu… noooOOOooouuUuughhh!” Zuko grunted hard and puffed his cheeks out.\n\nIt was like the embarrassment, pain, and loss of control hit him all at once and he made a derpy, weird face that seemed to express that something was expelling itself from his body.\n\nWhen he stopped shaking about and began panting… he blushed and glanced down at his diaper. It was sagging from the back end.\n\nAzula began laughing, delighted by what Zuko just did in his diaper from seemingly sheer frustration. Sokka simply plugged his nose and scooted away from him. Zuko just stared ahead, brain frozen and unable to process what was happening to him.\n\nThe torment and ridicule was beginning anew and in an all new way.\n\n—\n\nZuko’s diaper change was pretty instantaneous. However, it was only because Azula forced Sokka to do it. There was no way in hell she was dirtying her hands herself with that. She was more than happy to do it in other ways though.\n\nSokka, for his part, tried his best to keep things from being awkward but Zuko kept throwing out excuses all throughout the changing and forcing him to acknowledge what happened.\n\n“I was just surprised and my body was just reacting on its own!” Zuko would say, going on without Sokka’s consent. “Also, she said she took away our control so I just–!”\n\n“Dude, I got it. Please stop forcing me to think about this. It already sucks having to do it!” Sokka snapped, eventually. Zuko puffed out his cheeks with a huff, blushing as he turned to the side. He tried his best not to swoon when his bottom was wiped either but… he did. Things between them got even more awkward as a result.\n\nOnce that was done, though, Azula forced them to sit down in high chairs she prepared. They were stunned that she had all this stuff ready. She must have bought all these things and set them up all over Sokka’s house while he was out on his walk, assured that her plan was going to work. The fact that it went off without a hitch was just another thing to be embarrassed by.\n\nTwo jars of baby food were set before them. One was an orange substance and the other was green. Azula didn’t waste any time clamping their trays in front of them and tightening their bibs so that she could feed them. \n\nWhen the food entered their mouths, they reacted like they were about to seize up. However, they didn’t really do much else beyond that. In fact, they kept eating rather astutely.\n\n“Interesting flavor,” Sokka said. “You know, I can’t tell if the green stuff is peas or lima beans.”\n\n“The orange one is definitely carrot,” Zuko said. “Doesn’t taste that much like it but that’s usually what orange is.”\n\nWow. They actually liked the taste of baby food. This was especially strange because the conditioning she was planning on doing hadn’t even started yet. It was like they were made for this.\n\nWhen their dinner was finished and their bibs were covered in gunk, she opened the trays and yanked them out by their armpits. It was incredibly amusing watching them dangle in her arms despite them being around her height. They looked unamused and then glanced off to the side with embarrassment when her dominant gaze back made them feel uncomfortable.\n\nShe stood them on the floor and patted their backs once. Instantly, the two boys let out loud belches and covered their mouths. They hated blushing so much but it was happening again over the sound of Azula’s laughter. One of these days their faces were going to explode from all the constant, constant blushing.\n\nEither way, it had been a long day by this point and it was bedtime now. Despite planning on going to bed after dinner, they hated being told to do it by someone else. They were her “dolls” though so they had no choice.\n\nStill, Sokka let out quite the shout of dismay when he was brought to his room and saw two cribs where his singular bed used to be.\n\n“No way! WHY?!” Sokka gasped, clamping his hands over his head. Azula responded with a slap to his diapered rump that made him jump and rub his fluffy mound. \n\n“Because baby dolls don’t sleep in beds. Duh,” She said, snapping her fingers. A chill went down Sokka and Zuko’s spines and they found themselves toddling towards their respective cribs. \n\nSokka grunted as he climbed over the railing and flopped down onto his back inside of the crib with the blue sheets. Zuko did the same with the one that had pink embroidered within it. \n\n“Hey, is it too late to trade–?” Zuko began before Azula pointed down at him.\n\n“Shush!” She ordered. Zuko shut his mouth.\n\nAzula then raised up what had to be a small music box and pressed play.\n\n“There’s no way I’m going to be able to get any sleep with that racket playing,” Zuko whined.\n\n“This isn’t soothing. It’s just annoying,” Sokka agreed.\n\nAbout a minute later, they were both limp in their cribs, mouths open with drool pooling around their heads as they snored away.\n\nAzula was even surprised by how deep their sleeping was. In the middle of the night, she barged into their rooms and had some fun putting them into little blue and red onesies, complete with baby butt flaps. They were going to go unused but the butt flaps really did put emphasis on how childish they looked. What a wonderful invention.\n\n—\n\nThe next morning, things weren’t really all that much better for the two of them. \n\nAttempting to mull over in their minds why things were the way they were now saw them almost fainting from exhaustion. They crawled out of their cribs and flopped onto the floor, chins resting on the carpet and their padded butts sticking in the air. \n\nThere was no getting out of their time together with Azula today as this was supposed to be the beginning of their self imposed vacations. Lucky them.\n\nBreakfast today went about as well as dinner last night, at first.\n\nThey ate the baby food and found it rather tasty, much to Azula’s continued shock, but then she placed a bottle of baby formula in front of the both of them and was greeted by stares of confusion.\n\n“Oh come on,” Azula grumbled and rolled her eyes. “I make you eat baby food but you draw the line at baby bottles? Really?”\n\n“Hey, now, come on. You gotta admit this is different,” Sokka said. “For one, people eating food out of jars isn’t THAT weird in comparison but this… these are baby bottles! They look like things a baby would drink out of!”\n\n“Also formula probably tastes like vomit,” Zuko added, finding that the far more pressing concern.\n\n“Drink,” Azula ordered. She wasn’t having any of it. She had so much stuff she wanted to do with them.\n\n“No.” Zuko said, and pushed the bottle over.\n\nSokka smiled, liking the defiant attitude and decided to follow suit. He pushed his bottle over and watched it hit the table.\nApparently they weren’t all that secure because when they landed, the caps came off and it began to spill out in front of them. The two of them glanced down at that, watching as it spread along the table and dripped to the floor. They then began giggling.\n\nAzula sighed but smiled.\n\nSeconds later, the two of them were screaming out their apologies, bare bottoms radiating a bright red color as she spanked them to high heaven.\n\n“AAAAAAAH! I’M SOWWWYYY! IT WAS JUST A PRANK BRO!” Sokka screamed.\n\n“I’LL DWINK IT! I WILL! PWOMISE! MILKIES TASTE GOOOOOD!” Zuko yelled aloud, shaking his head and tears about.\n\nGod, the spanking scene was always great. Seeing their butts bounce, watching their heads shake, looking at them kick their legs up and down; it was all so amazing and not something she could have imagined before hatching this plan.\n\nWhen you want to see something happen, just do it. Go for it. Why not?\n\nOf course, no one knew about their predicament here except for Azula. Why would she tell anyone? Blackmail was no good if the secret was out. Plus, she loved the pleasure that derived from the ever present fear that lingered between these two that one day they might be found out. After all, this was all being preserved with video and photographic evidence.\n\nShe kept it to herself but the proof that this was happening did indeed exist and that’s all she would need to weigh on their brains.\n\nWhen the two blubbering fools were made to stand up with their drippy wee wees out and their fists rubbing their crying eyes, she hoisted their diapers back onto their butts and made them both grunt.\n\n“Now then, off to go out for walkies,” Azula said. \n\nThe boys flinched. That word was like some kind of PTSD trigger. They were having flashbacks to the war or something right now.\n\n“Sorry, I meant… time to go out for a stroll,” She teased.\n\nYes, literally, they were going out for a stroll. She forced the two of them into a baby stroller built for two and proceeded to start laughing her butt off when she walked around the front of it to get a good look at them.\n\nZuko and Sokka were pouting with pacifiers in their mouths, suckling on them with fierce annoyance. Their arms were crossed and they looked a little hunched over. They couldn’t bear to look at Azula or each other so they just leered angrily into space.\n\n“This stroller is way too small for you,” Azula said. She narrowed her eyes. “It’s perfect.”\n\nWith that, she kicked the door open and pushed them through it. Instantly, the air of annoyance the two boys felt washed away and a different chill ran down both their spines. Their bodies straightened out a bit as their eyes got big and their pupils darted back and forth.\n\nAzula was taking them outside in a baby stroller with exposed diapers. They were out in public looking like this. They felt a flurry of different compulsions wash over them, including one that just dispensed with the nonsense escape attempts and opted to have them call for help.\n\nOf course, considering their positions, they would be immediately and forever ruined if they were seen like this, period. Nevermind the fact that a criminal like Azula had done this to them. \n\nContemplating that saw them both increase the sucking on their pacifiers. Trees passed by and the shadow of the leaves as the sun cut through them waved by their faces.\n\nIt was a beautiful day outside but that just made it worse. It was all the more plausible to be seen like this because of that.\n\nOf course, Azula was taking the route that Katara and their girlfriends took them on back when they were to be taken out for walkies as dogs. She did her research and then some. She wasn’t about to let them get caught.\n\nHowever, she wasn’t going to say a word about it either. They were too distraught to recognize the path they were on. She could tell by their sweaty faces, pacifier sucking, seized up bodies, and swirly eyes that they were frozen stiff with terror. The mere idea that anyone would see them like this was making their bladders fidget.\n\nShe wanted their full bodies to feel like they were out in the open too. That’s why, when she got to a big enough, and wide open enough, clearing on their walk, she stopped the stroller and dumped the two of them out onto the grass after unbuckling them.\n\nThe two confused and scared baby dolls gasped as they toppled over one another. They tried their best not to spit out the pacifiers, for fear of another spanking, but couldn’t help letting them fall out and land against their chests to get in a word of protest.\n\n“Stop being so violent with us!” Sokka whined, slamming his fists on the ground. “We’re being good aren’t we?”\n\n“It doesn’t matter,” Zuko chimed in. “It’s Azula. She’s gonna–!” \n\nHe was grabbed by the ear and yanked up to his feet. Sokka was as well and they both let out sharp yelps of pain.\n\n“Drink in the wide open air boys. It’s the universe shining the sun down on you to let you know this is how you guys are now and it’s how the open exposure wills your presence in the world to be forever more.” Azula said, smiling brightly with her hands on their shoulders.\n\nSokka and Zuko looked out at the field before them. They could see some homes up ahead. Just one wrong turn or a walk in this direction and they’d be ruined.\n\nThey were shaking. Azula liked that.\n\nShe figured it’d be best to capitalize on that fear with even more pain.\n\nGripping at the back of their diapers, she hiked them both up and made them both squeal like little piglets. Their bug-eyed faces and crossed eyes never got old to her but seeing it happen as a result of a diaper wedgie was beautiful.\n\nOf course, following this was a particularly loud hissing sound from the both of them. The two blushing boys stood with their knees knocking, mouths in small oval shapes, and distressed looks of blushing embarrassment on their faces as the warmth spread along the front of their diapers and pooled to make them sag.\n\nThe diaper wedgies made their bladders cry and now they needed a change. Too bad they weren’t getting one until they got home.\n\nThey were forced to endure being exposed within nature for a few more minutes as she gave them repeated wedgies right then and there. The two of them tried to be quiet and didn’t want to alert anyone that may have been around. Their quiet squeals and the muffled cries that resulted from them covering their mouths as they shouted were amusing beyond belief.\n\nTheir diapers were beyond soaked when she was done. They were good diapers though. Leaking wasn’t an issue on their way home.\n\nWhen she got them back inside, she did the same thing she did before and dumped them on top of each other on the floor. This time, the two just let out a loud groan of pain. They were demolished.\n\nThe two of them felt like they had truly survived an ordeal. Barely.\n\nWhen forced to go through the whole re-diapering each other thing again and being made to eat lunch, Azula then declared that it was nap time\n\n“Nap time?” Sokka asked, looking offended. “No way. Nuh-uh. It’s the middle of the day and I’m on vacation. I don’t want to spend all of it sleeping… not ALL of it anyway.”\n\n“Sleeping in the middle of the day is fine sometimes but being told to like a baby would isn’t for me. Sorry.” Zuko said, sitting on the couch next to Sokka in his diaper.\n\n“Really? This is another weird thing to draw the line at.” Azula said, raising her brow.\n\n“We draw the line at all of this!” Sokka snapped, wagging his finger back and forth. “This is just the one thing you can’t force us to do little missy.”\n\n“Oof,” Azula winced. “You’re gonna regret that.” She smiled as she held up the music box.\n\n“What are you gonna do with that?” Sokka asked, a cheeky smile growing on his face. \n\n“The same thing I did with it last night,” Azula shrugged.\n\nZuko chuckled this time. “Yeah, no. Sorry sis. Last night we were tired. That thing may have worked then but we’re awake in the middle of the day and neither of us are exhausted. You can’t force us to sleep. It’s not gonna happen.”\n\nAzula whistled as she began playing the music box.\n\n“Gosh. She got us in this position but she’s showing her true colors now,” Sokka joked. “She’s clearly someone who doesn’t know where her limits are.”\n\n“Yeah. Maybe that dumb thing conking out before us oughta show her thaaaah–” Zuko began but trailed off when his eyes drooped.\n\nSmash cut to a few seconds later and both boys were unconscious, drooling and snoring with their heads together on the couch.\n\nAzula was already heading upstairs, muttering about how dumb they were and how much fun it was exploiting that fact.\n\n—\n\nWaking up after that nap wasn’t the best experience. When Sokka and Zuko opened their eyes and smacked their lips, it was still the middle of the day. They had gotten a solid two hours of sleep from that. However, the realization that they had fallen asleep again hit them like a truck and they blushed heavily, eyes darting around to see if Azula was there in mid-laugh.\n\nShe wasn’t though. Thank goodness.\n\n“Ugh. I can’t take this anymore,” Sokka whined, hands down in front of him. He was expecting to feel the rustling of his diaper but instead felt the fabric of his footed pajamas. His eyes widened with surprise before his head lowered in disappointment. “Dammit. She put these on us again?”\n\n“Yeah, well, they do look cute right?” Zuko asked. Sokka just shot him a look. Zuko sighed. “Yeah, I know…”\n\n“Hmph. This sucks so much,” Sokka whimpered. “I just can’t stand being in this position. Especially since she seems to be treating us the exact same.”\n\n“Yeah. I mean I–wait what?” Zuko looked at Sokka, really confused by that line.\n\n“Well, yeah, I mean, obviously I’m the better doll between the two of us. I’ve made that pretty clear so far right?” Sokka said.\n\nZuko just stared at Sokka like he had a second head. “... WHAT?!”\n\nSokka shrugged and peered off to the side. “Okay. Fine. I get it. You’re just in denial. It’s understandable.”\n\n“Oh no. We’re not doing this again. I refuse to have this argument with you,” Zuko snapped.\n\n“Have what argument?” Sokka asked.\n\n“What argu–! The “who's the best at being our captor’s plaything” argument! It’s a dumb argument to have!” Zuko snapped, shaking his fists up and down.\n\n“Why? Because you think you’re better at it than me every time?” Sokka asked.\n\n“No! I’m just better in general! Obviously, because I’m the fire lord and you’re just an ambassador for your tribe. So clearly, there’s never any reason to have the argument! So there!” Zuko said, crossing his arms and turning away with a huff.\n\nSokka looked at Zuko with disdain again. There was that haughty attitude he knew was bubbling under the surface this entire time. He wanted to say something back but then stopped when he happened upon something peculiar.\n\nThere was a string sticking out of the back of Zuko’s pajamas. \n\nCurious, Sokka grabbed and pulled on it.\n\n“I’m obviously the bigger baby doll. It’s so easy for me to make wettums in my diapee!” Zuko said, eyes closed and nodding with assurance.\n\nHis eyes then widened. “What the hell was that? Why did I say that?” He gasped, turning to Sokka with his face suddenly drenched in sweat.\n\n“Dude, I dunno. I just…wait–!” Sokka blinked and pulled at the string on Zuko’s back again.\n\nWhen it came out and reeled back in, Zuko said. “There’s a really tiny snake in my pants. My girlfriend’s SO disappointed in me!” \n\nHe blushed and covered his mouth. Sokka snickered.\n\n“WHAT’S HAPPENING?!” Zuko demanded.\n\nSokka burst out laughing, pointing at the embarrassed and shaking Zuko. The fire lord sat there, completely helpless for a few seconds before his eyes perked up. He noticed a string sticking out the back of Sokka’s footed pjs too.\n\nWithout another word he reached over and tugged on it, making Sokka yelp with surprise before he blurted out. “There’s a sprinkler party in my diapee and you’re AAAALL invited to change me when it’s done!”\n\nHe clamped his hands over his mouth and Zuko began giggling now.\n\nSokka angrily tugged on his cord again.\n\nZuko shouted, “The only thing worse than this afterparty was the premature expulsion into my underwear before we started!”\n\nZuko tugged on Sokka’s string and he shouted, “Mudslides in my diapee from here until next spring!”\n\nThe two of them planted hands on their faces and angrily tried to reach for each other’s cords, squirming about and fighting on the couch like brats.\n\nThat stopped when Azula showed up before them and karate chopped them on the tops of their heads. They bounced and swooned, eyes rolling up before they fell over and hit the floor, their diapered pajama bottoms sticking up again.\n\n“That’s enough of that. It’s time to clean house so hop to it babies.” Azula said, tugging on the cords in their minds to make them do house work.\n\nThe two boys drooled with swirly anime eyes and twitching smiling mouths. Two large bumps were on their heads and the sound of blarting and wetting was heard.\n\nThey had no idea how Azula attaching strings to the backs of the footed pajamas made them say those things but in the end it was all probably a part of the mental anguish.\n\n–\n\nCleaning, babying, stroller rides, bottle feeding, and more sucking down of baby food saw these two experiencing a new life together as baby dolls for Azula. \n\nSokka and Zuko thought back on the argument they had when they first discovered what pulling one another’s strings could do and grew embarrassed by it. Their pride was getting drowned out and they needed something to be prideful about so they resorted to the pettiness of trying to compete to see who was the best doll.\n\nNeither of them wanted that. They were acting dumb. As a result, they opted to instead try and think of ways out of this. \n\nThey planned and schemed as well as they could but considering how much of a stranglehold Azula had over their lives, it always led to an evitable spanking on their bare bottoms. She didn’t care where they were either. It happened outside just as often as it did inside and it would always lead to a full diaper.\n\nThey were starting to feel extremely stupid for continuing to try and plot behind her back because it was becoming increasingly obvious that there was no “behind her back”. She was always watching and always in control and it lasted for weeks. It was even longer than when Katara had control over them because unlike her, she could handle both of them and never seemed to tire of this game she was playing.\n\nThey grew more and more frustrated until eventually, they blew up at her right after waking up.\n\n“I can’t believe you’re still going on with this!” Sokka snapped, sitting on the couch now.\n\n“Absolutely! I mean look at us! We’re people, not dolls! We don’t even need these diapers!” Zuko said, before putting his hands in between himself and making a loud squishing noise.\n\nZuko blushed and turned away from Azula, who was now glaring at him with a raised brow. “Zuko… what was that?”\n\n“N-Nothing. It’s nothing!” Zuko said, clearly lying. “M-My point still stands. W-We don’t need diapers!”\n\n“Y-Yeah! Or at least we didn’t!” Sokka said, trailing off a bit. With how often they used them, there was a bit of an argument she could make that they did…but that just made him want his control back. “Give us back our control!”\n\nAzula smirked. It was finally time. \n\n“Your control? Oh you always had that. I lied.” \n\nSokka and Zuko just stared at her, eyes wide and frozen in place.\n\n“What I actually did was undo the pet hypnosis and increase your resistance to other hypnosis so that you couldn’t be hypnotized against me.” Azula explained. “You’re under MY control… but only mine.”\n\n“... But… how did… on the day we woke up with our pants wet you–” Sokka began, remembering Azula sitting on the couch and, for some reason, rinsing her hands off in a bowl of water.\n\nA bowl of warm water.\n\n“The… warm water… prank…?” Sokka muttered, eyes twitching. Zuko looked like he was about to have a meltdown. Was it true? Was this all the result of a prank?!\n\nThe two of them grew incensed and lunged at her. There were no words. They just rocketed at her, wishing to demolish her with relative quickness.\n\nInstead, she grabbed their punches and swirled them around so that they rammed their fists across their buddy’s faces. They saw stars. They heard chirping birdies. They tried to stay conscious but they ended up humiliating each other with punches to the gut that made them blart and wet themselves with each hit that landed. She was playing with them like her dolls. She was in control.\n\n“So you DID wet that diaper…” Azula said to Zuko, watching his body flop about as he got beat by Sokka and vice-versa. “That’s another spanking.”\n\n“NooOOoOoOooo~!” Zuko whined like a baby, falling over when he was hit again. \n\nThe sound of Zuko and Sokka’s following spanking echoed throughout the house later that day. \n\nWith the truth revealed, it was only a matter of time before it truly sunk in that there was no escape…!\n\n—\n\n“WOW! What a long vacation we had eh?” Aang laughed alongside Zuko and Sokka. \n\n“Yeah. It was a bit of a wild time right?” Zuko asked.\n\n“Eh. I’m kind of glad it’s over. I missed this,” Sokka said.\n\nThe three of them had just finished a meeting together and were proud to be a part of the next wave of changes that saw a new era rolling in for the land.\n\nZuko was the fire lord and Sokka was the ambassador of the water tribe, as usual. They had themselves a nice, fun little speech with Aang and were shooting the shit together with it done, having gone back to Sokka’s place to maybe have a little impromptu party.\n\nLife was good.\n\nWhen they entered Sokka’s house they spotted Azula standing there with a wicked smirk on her face. \n\nThe three of them froze and watched as she snapped her fingers.\n\nInstantly, the three of them seized up and fell over. \n\n“Guh! No, please! Not today!” Aang whined.\n\n“Why?! WHY NOW!” Sokka gasped.\n\n“I’ve gotta go potty…” Zuko muttered.\n\nAzula rolled her eyes. “Like I keep saying,” She tugged down their pants, revealing the diapers they each had on underneath. “You three are wearing your potties. It’s pointless holding it in.”\n\nShe lifts them up and shoves them onto a large shelf she had made at the side of Sokka’s living room. She felt like admiring her doll collection today and she had whipped up some nice hot cocoa to sit and watch them squirm for her amusement today.\n\nThe three diapered boys stood on the shelf, whining about their treatment shortly before their pacifiers were pushed into their mouths. \n\nAs they kept muttering complaints under their breath, the soothing nature of the pacifiers took over them and the complaints trailed off into nothingness. Azula smiled as she watched them. Adding another doll to her collection was a smart idea but this shelf was big enough for more than three.\n\nShe wasn’t considering an expansion but if she ever did, she knew she had the means to. After all, these boys were just so easy. \n\nPull the string and who knows what they might say or do under her control next.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Avatar - Azula's Baby Doll Collection
Commission #164
For Zenith
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It’s been about a year or so since Sokka and Zuko’s fling with the great Zucchini. The embarrassment, emasculation, and humiliation that followed at the hands of Sokka’s sister Katara and later their respective girlfriends was palpable and a heavy endurance test for the both of them.

Despite the fact that Zuko was now the fire lord and Sokka was the water tribe ambassador, this obstacle of endurance was still continuing in private. The two of them were still hypnotized and still under the control of their girlfriends.

Unwilling pets though they may be, their talent shined through in their public life despite how drastically opposite to their put upon image their private lives were. Neither of them were happy about it but they couldn’t do much aside from verbally protest. They were too well trained.

It had been a bit of a taxing day. It wasn’t one of their worst but it certainly wasn’t one of their best either. The fact that Katara had found such a grand location to take them out for walkies and showed their girlfriends that route did them no favors. Yeah, it was private but it was still insanely humiliating. At least if people saw them someone might have the decency to ask them what the hell was going on and maybe that could lead to this stopping.

Perhaps Zuko could pass a law that would forbid it? No, that would be going too far. He didn’t want to kink shame the people that did this willingly. God, what a thing to have to fret over as the fire lord. What even was his life right now?

Either way, as of right now, things had hit that sweet spot of central normalcy for the day. They weren’t busy with any of their political stuff and currently the two embarrassed boys were walking home together after having survived another walk down that secluded public runway.

“I swear to God, if I have to wear that collar again tomorrow I’m ripping my own throat out,” Sokka said, rubbing his neck as he slumped beside Zuko.

“Yeah, I’d rather not have to do that but between the leash and being made to go potty against a tree I just can’t handle it anymore,” Zuko sighed.

Sokka gave him an odd look. “I don’t… recall them making us do that?”

“Uhhh…” Zuko trailed off and looked to the side. The things he did voluntarily and involuntarily were starting to blend together now.

With Zuko looking far off to the left and Sokka looking curiously at Zuko, the two of them failed to notice the bustling in the bushes followed by the swift slide of an imposing figure coming out to greet them.

Well, “greet” was a relative term here. When this person slid in front of them, both Sokka and Zuko turned to look at them with shock and awe. They saw a face they recognized and were flabbergasted by it. Too flabbergasted actually. They failed to accurately notice the spiral that was being held up by the figure’s hand until it was already making their eyes whirl.

The whirling sensation of a soft, soothing spiral was something they were both familiar with as well but despite registering it to mean danger at the forefront of their minds, deep within their minds, their easily manipulated psyches welcomed its embrace.

The world went blank almost immediately.

—

Zuko and Sokka jolted awake. It was like they were in a wonderful, floaty slumber and were just shocked into the waking world by virtually nothing. The two of them sat up and looked around. They seemed to be at Sokka’s place. Odd though. Suki was going to be out of town for a bit and they just left the walkway behind so it couldn’t have been her who brought them here.

That’s when they both perked up and remembered the face they saw. Turning to face one another with equally shocked expressions, their mouths hung open as they blurted aloud, “AZULA!”

“You rang?” She appeared in that instant, peering at them from Sokka’s couch. The two of them screamed with surprise and bashed their heads together, groaning as they slunk back to rub their sore spots and facing the wicked woman once more.

“What are you doing in my house?” Sokka asked. It was now that he finally realized he’d been draped over his own carpet while Azula was kicking her feet up on his couch.

“Forget that. How are you even here?” Zuko snapped.

“Oh please,” Azula rolled her eyes, a cheery smirk on her face. “As if you didn’t consider the possibility of me breaking out and finding my way back to you. Don’t be so agro though. I did you a favor.” She said with an even bigger grin and her hands on her knees. “No more eating out of doggy bowls for you too. Hurray!”

“How do you know about that?!” Sokka gasped, finding her influx of knowledge creepy. “Wait… what do you MEAN by that?” He asked before blinking a few times and realizing instantly what she meant.

The compulsion to act like a dog was gone. He didn’t feel like scratching behind his ear or eating stuff off the floor or chasing his butt. It just wasn’t there anymore.

Sokka turned to look at Zuko, who wore a similar surprised expression. He then grimaced a little.

“So… what? You want me to thank you for removing our doggy hypnosis? You want me to grant you immunity from the law or something too?” Zuko asked, sarcastically.

Azula giggled. “Nah. You’ve already given me what I want. I didn’t do it expecting you to give me something. I did it to make you give me something and you already have. The doggy stuff isn’t my thing. I’m more into seeing you two squirm about like little babies.”

“What’s that mean?” Zuko raised a brow.

“Yeah, I removed your bladder and bowel control for starters,” Azula said, looking off to the side.

There was a slight pause. Zuko and Sokka gave each other sideways glances as Azula began cleaning her hands off in a large bowl that was set on top of Sokka’s table.

“You used some kind of magic to remove our bladder and bowel control?” Sokka asked with a lean in and a brow raised. He almost sounded amused. “Yeah right.”

“I don’t believe you either,” Zuko stated flatly with his arms crossed.

All Azula did in response to that was snicker and point down at their pants. Zuko and Sokka blinked and then glanced down, realizing immediately why it was that their pants seemed to be sticking to their legs.

Both their pants were soaked and they could tell by the smell that it wasn’t regular water…

Instantly, the two boys blushed a deep shade of red.

“Do I have your attention now?” Azula asked. “I guess I had it before but I’ve gotta be like dominating the epicenter of your brains now right?”

“Wh-What do you want?” Sokka asked, his voice shaking. There was no way this was happening. He had one horrible thing removed and it was just replaced with another? How does one even remove someone’s bladder and bowel control? Would he no longer be able to tell if he needed to go? Would he be giving speeches and just walk off stage with his pants completely soiled?!

Zuko looked panicked as well. Imagine the fire lord giving a speech to a crowd of people and then suddenly trumpet blasting into his pants, loud enough to be picked up by the speakers. He’d never live that down. He was already struggling to live down the doggy stuff and was failing.

“No! No way–!” Zuko put his hands to his head, shuffling about on his knees as he glanced off into space. He tried to avert his eyes from the pee stain on his pants but it had a stranglehold on his mind so it didn’t matter.
“I could tell someone…” Azula said, eyeing them with pride. “But, if your girlfriends already treat you like pets without anyone knowing then I could go for something else.”

“Like what? Babies?” Sokka asked.

“Dolls,” Azula corrected. “Baby dolls to be exact. Some would say that’s far worse considering the limited free range a baby has to do things it wants compared to a baby doll which has… none.”

Sokka and Zuko felt a frenzy of emotions firing off on all cylinders after hearing that. This wasn’t going to be a situation where they were taken out of a frying pan and dumped into the furnace. No way.

Zuko leered up at her and lowered his arms. He then stood up and leaned down to face her as she remained on the couch. Sokka followed his lead but crossed his arms to look tough instead.

“No,” Zuko said. “Here’s what’s actually going to happen Azula. You’re going to remove whatever thing you put over us and you’re going to waltz right back to where you were stationed. For the good of society and our sanity, we’re not going to allow–!”

Zuko was silenced when Azula shoved a pacifier into his mouth. His eyes crossed when he looked down at it, stunned by its presence.

Sokka, who was nodding his head with his eyes closed the entire time Zuko was speaking, had one shoved into his mouth at the exact same time. He did the same exact thing Zuko did when he felt it in his mouth.

The two of them gave it exactly two suckles before they spat them out. Unfortunately, she placed them on strings that were put around their necks. As such, they didn’t fly across the room but landed squarely against the chests as babyish necklaces. The two boys flinched and blushed while Azula laughed.

That did it.

Zuko didn’t have any qualms about just attacking his sister. She was a danger to everyone around her and she deserved to get her butt kicked again. Especially for this.

He went to do a palm strike at her but she quickly grabbed his arm and thrust it back so that he smacked Sokka in the face by accident! Sokka screamed and grabbed at his eyes, due to those being where the center of the pain was.

Zuko grunted and attempted to attack with his other hand but Azula elbowed him in the gut, eliciting a passing gas from his behind. Zuko blushed, not liking that as a sign of the state of his body, and was momentarily stunned.
This allowed her to twist his arm in a way that had him screaming and his eyes crossing again, but this time from sheer pain rather than him trying to glance at the center of his face.

He wasn’t sure what his next move was but before he could even figure it out, he was feeling the world turn upside down. This was because he was being vaulted through the air and tossed directly into Sokka. His feet smacked against Sokka’s face the instant he lowered his hands.

Sokka saw stars and momentarily smiled like a derp from the giddy feeling that came with being hit so hard. He flopped over like a house of cards and smashed his head against the floor, with Zuko laid out on top of him.

Zuko grunted, feeling his pants sagging a bit due to the heaviness that came with them being wet. He tried to turn and give Azula a glare but she was already on him.

Grabbing at his face, she smirked and spun his body in mid-air, making his pants lower even more before he flopped back down hard against Sokka. Sokka’s body jerked up and down as the tighty whities clad Zuko groaned with his face on the carpet.

Azula wasn’t done of course. She grabbed Zuko by his briefs and yanked him up into a powerful wedgie.


“AIEEEEEE~!” Zuko screamed and flailed about, pants at his ankles now as she swung him up and down like a yo-yo.

Sokkka tried to properly get up now but his vision was super hazy. He’d been smacked by Zuko, and only Zuko, so many times now. He went to try and kick at Azula’s legs but he was seeing triple in his vision and was having trouble making things out.

As such, when he swung his leg up, he accidentally nailed Zuko in the balls. His pants weren’t there to protect him so he gurgled and made a goofy cross-eyed face of pain as he grabbed at his crotch. More droplets of pee came down his legs as Azula gripped his briefs tight.

She then whipped Zuko to the side and sent him twirling off like a ballerina before his face smacked against Sokka’s wall.

Sokka was sitting up now and his vision was clearing enough that he could tell it was definitely Azula in front of him now though.

“You’re not getting away from me this time!” Sokka snapped and made a leap for her.

Azula had stepped on his pants leg so Sokka embarrassingly just kind of flopped forward and smashed his face on the floor with his butt sticking up. Since his pants were sort of left behind, they came down to the back of his legs and exposed his blue boxers.

“I came prepared, you know,” Azula said, pointing off to the side. A bit of a ways away from the two of them were two large, thick, poofy white diapers. Interestingly enough, they were both unfolded and laid out on the floor already. They were waiting for whoever was to wear them to put them on.

“Whaaa-?” Sokka groaned, confused, before he was yanked up by his underwear next. He dangled in her grasp like luggage, right as Zuko peeled himself off the wall and tried to swing an overarching punch at her. She sidestepped it and then tossed Sokka’s entire body into his gut, making Zuko spin off and stumble like a drunkard.

Sokka was let go when she swung again and the two smacked against each other. Sokka’s boxers lowered due to the momentum of being tossed. It was funny, seeing his little wee wee out now.

They fell backwards but managed to keep on their feet long enough to stumble forward and hit each other again. They were clearly dazed and their eyes were rolling.

“I could have put those diapers on you myself but I didn’t,” Azula explained. “Wanna know why?”
Azula then charged at Sokka and rammed her knee into his gut, making him lurch forward with drool at the edge of his mouth and his eyes bulging wide.

His butt shot back and he nailed it right into Zuko’s tummy which saw him falling back. Sokka’s arms were flailing about and attempting to grab at something. Unfortunately, what he grabbed were Zuko’s briefs. Zuko fell backwards and the momentum carried him one way while his briefs remained gripped by Sokka.

Zuko’s naked butt landed smack dab on the laid out diaper with Zuko’s eyes rolling and his tongue flopped out the side of his mouth.

Sokka groaned, eyes spinning and fluttering. He tripped over Zuko’s leg and fell back as well, his naked hide slammed onto the unfolded diaper and laying out in the same position with his arms and legs spread, waiting for his new fluffy prison to close in around his waist.

Azula obliged and bent down to face the two of them before grabbing a bottle of oil and wiping their fronts and butts down. She did this while whistling a happy tune to herself.

She then grabbed a bottle of baby powder she had stashed under the table and sprinkled it onto their fronts. With that done, she then finally taped the diapers up properly and gave them both nice, soft pats on the front to make little smog rings of baby powder flutter into the air.

They were dazed and defeated.

“Well,” Azula smiled, dusting her hands off. “As fun as that was it counts as you two resisting me and I really can’t have that so I’m afraid you’re going to be punished. Sorry, not sorry.”

“Uunnnghh…” The two boys let out guttural groans of pain. Azula grabbed them both by their ears and peeled their limp, ragdoll-like bodies off the floor in order to drag them over to the couch. She then sat down and flung both their bodies over her lap at the same time.

They both barely fit but she was able to keep them both on her lap by kicking her feet up onto a stand that was in front of her. She then giggled happily as she tugged down their diapers and slapped at Zuko’s butt first!

“OW!” Zuko jolted up, whining loudly. She continued to wail on his butt for a few times, getting a loud cry from him each time.

She then smacked Sokka’s bare bottom and was rewarded with a shrill, “EEK!” from him. He let out similar sounds and noises when she continued spanking his rear end next.

She alternated between butts and watched as they bounced up and down, radiating heat and sizzling as her fire bending hand managed to rain fire onto their jiggling mounds.

It was too much for the both of them. They began screaming and crying, shaking their heads about with tears flowing from their eyes.

“STOP! AZULA! PLEASE! OH GOD! MY BOOTY HUUUURRRTSSS~!” Zuko shouted.

“MOMMY NO! I HATE IT HERE! NO MORE SPANKY-SPANK!” Sokka screamed.

They both shouted in voices that sounded beyond pathetic. It was as if being diapered and spanked momentarily regressed them a little. She wasn’t surprised by that but it served as a nice treat on top of everything else.

She got their diapers back on and then sat them up to glance at them with a smirk on her face. She stood up this time and crossed her arms to leer down at the two embarrassed boys. They sat and curled up with their legs to their chests, glancing up at her with whimpering, teary eyes.

“So? What did we learn?” Azula asked.

“To… to not… cross you? I guess?” Sokka asked, unsure of what he had to actually say here.

“N-No way…” Zuko grunted, eyes fidgeting and crossing again as he shook where he was on the couch. Something seemed particularly off about him. “I’m-I’m… n-not going to let… let youuuu… noooOOOooouuUuughhh!” Zuko grunted hard and puffed his cheeks out.

It was like the embarrassment, pain, and loss of control hit him all at once and he made a derpy, weird face that seemed to express that something was expelling itself from his body.

When he stopped shaking about and began panting… he blushed and glanced down at his diaper. It was sagging from the back end.

Azula began laughing, delighted by what Zuko just did in his diaper from seemingly sheer frustration. Sokka simply plugged his nose and scooted away from him. Zuko just stared ahead, brain frozen and unable to process what was happening to him.

The torment and ridicule was beginning anew and in an all new way.

—

Zuko’s diaper change was pretty instantaneous. However, it was only because Azula forced Sokka to do it. There was no way in hell she was dirtying her hands herself with that. She was more than happy to do it in other ways though.

Sokka, for his part, tried his best to keep things from being awkward but Zuko kept throwing out excuses all throughout the changing and forcing him to acknowledge what happened.

“I was just surprised and my body was just reacting on its own!” Zuko would say, going on without Sokka’s consent. “Also, she said she took away our control so I just–!”

“Dude, I got it. Please stop forcing me to think about this. It already sucks having to do it!” Sokka snapped, eventually. Zuko puffed out his cheeks with a huff, blushing as he turned to the side. He tried his best not to swoon when his bottom was wiped either but… he did. Things between them got even more awkward as a result.

Once that was done, though, Azula forced them to sit down in high chairs she prepared. They were stunned that she had all this stuff ready. She must have bought all these things and set them up all over Sokka’s house while he was out on his walk, assured that her plan was going to work. The fact that it went off without a hitch was just another thing to be embarrassed by.

Two jars of baby food were set before them. One was an orange substance and the other was green. Azula didn’t waste any time clamping their trays in front of them and tightening their bibs so that she could feed them.

When the food entered their mouths, they reacted like they were about to seize up. However, they didn’t really do much else beyond that. In fact, they kept eating rather astutely.

“Interesting flavor,” Sokka said. “You know, I can’t tell if the green stuff is peas or lima beans.”

“The orange one is definitely carrot,” Zuko said. “Doesn’t taste that much like it but that’s usually what orange is.”

Wow. They actually liked the taste of baby food. This was especially strange because the conditioning she was planning on doing hadn’t even started yet. It was like they were made for this.

When their dinner was finished and their bibs were covered in gunk, she opened the trays and yanked them out by their armpits. It was incredibly amusing watching them dangle in her arms despite them being around her height. They looked unamused and then glanced off to the side with embarrassment when her dominant gaze back made them feel uncomfortable.

She stood them on the floor and patted their backs once. Instantly, the two boys let out loud belches and covered their mouths. They hated blushing so much but it was happening again over the sound of Azula’s laughter. One of these days their faces were going to explode from all the constant, constant blushing.

Either way, it had been a long day by this point and it was bedtime now. Despite planning on going to bed after dinner, they hated being told to do it by someone else. They were her “dolls” though so they had no choice.

Still, Sokka let out quite the shout of dismay when he was brought to his room and saw two cribs where his singular bed used to be.

“No way! WHY?!” Sokka gasped, clamping his hands over his head. Azula responded with a slap to his diapered rump that made him jump and rub his fluffy mound.

“Because baby dolls don’t sleep in beds. Duh,” She said, snapping her fingers. A chill went down Sokka and Zuko’s spines and they found themselves toddling towards their respective cribs.

Sokka grunted as he climbed over the railing and flopped down onto his back inside of the crib with the blue sheets. Zuko did the same with the one that had pink embroidered within it.

“Hey, is it too late to trade–?” Zuko began before Azula pointed down at him.

“Shush!” She ordered. Zuko shut his mouth.

Azula then raised up what had to be a small music box and pressed play.

“There’s no way I’m going to be able to get any sleep with that racket playing,” Zuko whined.

“This isn’t soothing. It’s just annoying,” Sokka agreed.

About a minute later, they were both limp in their cribs, mouths open with drool pooling around their heads as they snored away.

Azula was even surprised by how deep their sleeping was. In the middle of the night, she barged into their rooms and had some fun putting them into little blue and red onesies, complete with baby butt flaps. They were going to go unused but the butt flaps really did put emphasis on how childish they looked. What a wonderful invention.

—

The next morning, things weren’t really all that much better for the two of them.

Attempting to mull over in their minds why things were the way they were now saw them almost fainting from exhaustion. They crawled out of their cribs and flopped onto the floor, chins resting on the carpet and their padded butts sticking in the air.

There was no getting out of their time together with Azula today as this was supposed to be the beginning of their self imposed vacations. Lucky them.

Breakfast today went about as well as dinner last night, at first.

They ate the baby food and found it rather tasty, much to Azula’s continued shock, but then she placed a bottle of baby formula in front of the both of them and was greeted by stares of confusion.

“Oh come on,” Azula grumbled and rolled her eyes. “I make you eat baby food but you draw the line at baby bottles? Really?”

“Hey, now, come on. You gotta admit this is different,” Sokka said. “For one, people eating food out of jars isn’t THAT weird in comparison but this… these are baby bottles! They look like things a baby would drink out of!”

“Also formula probably tastes like vomit,” Zuko added, finding that the far more pressing concern.

“Drink,” Azula ordered. She wasn’t having any of it. She had so much stuff she wanted to do with them.

“No.” Zuko said, and pushed the bottle over.

Sokka smiled, liking the defiant attitude and decided to follow suit. He pushed his bottle over and watched it hit the table.
Apparently they weren’t all that secure because when they landed, the caps came off and it began to spill out in front of them. The two of them glanced down at that, watching as it spread along the table and dripped to the floor. They then began giggling.

Azula sighed but smiled.

Seconds later, the two of them were screaming out their apologies, bare bottoms radiating a bright red color as she spanked them to high heaven.

“AAAAAAAH! I’M SOWWWYYY! IT WAS JUST A PRANK BRO!” Sokka screamed.

“I’LL DWINK IT! I WILL! PWOMISE! MILKIES TASTE GOOOOOD!” Zuko yelled aloud, shaking his head and tears about.

God, the spanking scene was always great. Seeing their butts bounce, watching their heads shake, looking at them kick their legs up and down; it was all so amazing and not something she could have imagined before hatching this plan.

When you want to see something happen, just do it. Go for it. Why not?

Of course, no one knew about their predicament here except for Azula. Why would she tell anyone? Blackmail was no good if the secret was out. Plus, she loved the pleasure that derived from the ever present fear that lingered between these two that one day they might be found out. After all, this was all being preserved with video and photographic evidence.

She kept it to herself but the proof that this was happening did indeed exist and that’s all she would need to weigh on their brains.

When the two blubbering fools were made to stand up with their drippy wee wees out and their fists rubbing their crying eyes, she hoisted their diapers back onto their butts and made them both grunt.

“Now then, off to go out for walkies,” Azula said.

The boys flinched. That word was like some kind of PTSD trigger. They were having flashbacks to the war or something right now.

“Sorry, I meant… time to go out for a stroll,” She teased.

Yes, literally, they were going out for a stroll. She forced the two of them into a baby stroller built for two and proceeded to start laughing her butt off when she walked around the front of it to get a good look at them.

Zuko and Sokka were pouting with pacifiers in their mouths, suckling on them with fierce annoyance. Their arms were crossed and they looked a little hunched over. They couldn’t bear to look at Azula or each other so they just leered angrily into space.

“This stroller is way too small for you,” Azula said. She narrowed her eyes. “It’s perfect.”

With that, she kicked the door open and pushed them through it. Instantly, the air of annoyance the two boys felt washed away and a different chill ran down both their spines. Their bodies straightened out a bit as their eyes got big and their pupils darted back and forth.

Azula was taking them outside in a baby stroller with exposed diapers. They were out in public looking like this. They felt a flurry of different compulsions wash over them, including one that just dispensed with the nonsense escape attempts and opted to have them call for help.

Of course, considering their positions, they would be immediately and forever ruined if they were seen like this, period. Nevermind the fact that a criminal like Azula had done this to them.

Contemplating that saw them both increase the sucking on their pacifiers. Trees passed by and the shadow of the leaves as the sun cut through them waved by their faces.

It was a beautiful day outside but that just made it worse. It was all the more plausible to be seen like this because of that.

Of course, Azula was taking the route that Katara and their girlfriends took them on back when they were to be taken out for walkies as dogs. She did her research and then some. She wasn’t about to let them get caught.

However, she wasn’t going to say a word about it either. They were too distraught to recognize the path they were on. She could tell by their sweaty faces, pacifier sucking, seized up bodies, and swirly eyes that they were frozen stiff with terror. The mere idea that anyone would see them like this was making their bladders fidget.

She wanted their full bodies to feel like they were out in the open too. That’s why, when she got to a big enough, and wide open enough, clearing on their walk, she stopped the stroller and dumped the two of them out onto the grass after unbuckling them.

The two confused and scared baby dolls gasped as they toppled over one another. They tried their best not to spit out the pacifiers, for fear of another spanking, but couldn’t help letting them fall out and land against their chests to get in a word of protest.

“Stop being so violent with us!” Sokka whined, slamming his fists on the ground. “We’re being good aren’t we?”

“It doesn’t matter,” Zuko chimed in. “It’s Azula. She’s gonna–!”

He was grabbed by the ear and yanked up to his feet. Sokka was as well and they both let out sharp yelps of pain.

“Drink in the wide open air boys. It’s the universe shining the sun down on you to let you know this is how you guys are now and it’s how the open exposure wills your presence in the world to be forever more.” Azula said, smiling brightly with her hands on their shoulders.

Sokka and Zuko looked out at the field before them. They could see some homes up ahead. Just one wrong turn or a walk in this direction and they’d be ruined.

They were shaking. Azula liked that.

She figured it’d be best to capitalize on that fear with even more pain.

Gripping at the back of their diapers, she hiked them both up and made them both squeal like little piglets. Their bug-eyed faces and crossed eyes never got old to her but seeing it happen as a result of a diaper wedgie was beautiful.

Of course, following this was a particularly loud hissing sound from the both of them. The two blushing boys stood with their knees knocking, mouths in small oval shapes, and distressed looks of blushing embarrassment on their faces as the warmth spread along the front of their diapers and pooled to make them sag.

The diaper wedgies made their bladders cry and now they needed a change. Too bad they weren’t getting one until they got home.

They were forced to endure being exposed within nature for a few more minutes as she gave them repeated wedgies right then and there. The two of them tried to be quiet and didn’t want to alert anyone that may have been around. Their quiet squeals and the muffled cries that resulted from them covering their mouths as they shouted were amusing beyond belief.

Their diapers were beyond soaked when she was done. They were good diapers though. Leaking wasn’t an issue on their way home.

When she got them back inside, she did the same thing she did before and dumped them on top of each other on the floor. This time, the two just let out a loud groan of pain. They were demolished.

The two of them felt like they had truly survived an ordeal. Barely.

When forced to go through the whole re-diapering each other thing again and being made to eat lunch, Azula then declared that it was nap time

“Nap time?” Sokka asked, looking offended. “No way. Nuh-uh. It’s the middle of the day and I’m on vacation. I don’t want to spend all of it sleeping… not ALL of it anyway.”

“Sleeping in the middle of the day is fine sometimes but being told to like a baby would isn’t for me. Sorry.” Zuko said, sitting on the couch next to Sokka in his diaper.

“Really? This is another weird thing to draw the line at.” Azula said, raising her brow.

“We draw the line at all of this!” Sokka snapped, wagging his finger back and forth. “This is just the one thing you can’t force us to do little missy.”

“Oof,” Azula winced. “You’re gonna regret that.” She smiled as she held up the music box.

“What are you gonna do with that?” Sokka asked, a cheeky smile growing on his face.

“The same thing I did with it last night,” Azula shrugged.

Zuko chuckled this time. “Yeah, no. Sorry sis. Last night we were tired. That thing may have worked then but we’re awake in the middle of the day and neither of us are exhausted. You can’t force us to sleep. It’s not gonna happen.”

Azula whistled as she began playing the music box.

“Gosh. She got us in this position but she’s showing her true colors now,” Sokka joked. “She’s clearly someone who doesn’t know where her limits are.”

“Yeah. Maybe that dumb thing conking out before us oughta show her thaaaah–” Zuko began but trailed off when his eyes drooped.

Smash cut to a few seconds later and both boys were unconscious, drooling and snoring with their heads together on the couch.

Azula was already heading upstairs, muttering about how dumb they were and how much fun it was exploiting that fact.

—

Waking up after that nap wasn’t the best experience. When Sokka and Zuko opened their eyes and smacked their lips, it was still the middle of the day. They had gotten a solid two hours of sleep from that. However, the realization that they had fallen asleep again hit them like a truck and they blushed heavily, eyes darting around to see if Azula was there in mid-laugh.

She wasn’t though. Thank goodness.

“Ugh. I can’t take this anymore,” Sokka whined, hands down in front of him. He was expecting to feel the rustling of his diaper but instead felt the fabric of his footed pajamas. His eyes widened with surprise before his head lowered in disappointment. “Dammit. She put these on us again?”

“Yeah, well, they do look cute right?” Zuko asked. Sokka just shot him a look. Zuko sighed. “Yeah, I know…”

“Hmph. This sucks so much,” Sokka whimpered. “I just can’t stand being in this position. Especially since she seems to be treating us the exact same.”

“Yeah. I mean I–wait what?” Zuko looked at Sokka, really confused by that line.

“Well, yeah, I mean, obviously I’m the better doll between the two of us. I’ve made that pretty clear so far right?” Sokka said.

Zuko just stared at Sokka like he had a second head. “... WHAT?!”

Sokka shrugged and peered off to the side. “Okay. Fine. I get it. You’re just in denial. It’s understandable.”

“Oh no. We’re not doing this again. I refuse to have this argument with you,” Zuko snapped.

“Have what argument?” Sokka asked.

“What argu–! The “who's the best at being our captor’s plaything” argument! It’s a dumb argument to have!” Zuko snapped, shaking his fists up and down.

“Why? Because you think you’re better at it than me every time?” Sokka asked.

“No! I’m just better in general! Obviously, because I’m the fire lord and you’re just an ambassador for your tribe. So clearly, there’s never any reason to have the argument! So there!” Zuko said, crossing his arms and turning away with a huff.

Sokka looked at Zuko with disdain again. There was that haughty attitude he knew was bubbling under the surface this entire time. He wanted to say something back but then stopped when he happened upon something peculiar.

There was a string sticking out of the back of Zuko’s pajamas.

Curious, Sokka grabbed and pulled on it.

“I’m obviously the bigger baby doll. It’s so easy for me to make wettums in my diapee!” Zuko said, eyes closed and nodding with assurance.

His eyes then widened. “What the hell was that? Why did I say that?” He gasped, turning to Sokka with his face suddenly drenched in sweat.

“Dude, I dunno. I just…wait–!” Sokka blinked and pulled at the string on Zuko’s back again.

When it came out and reeled back in, Zuko said. “There’s a really tiny snake in my pants. My girlfriend’s SO disappointed in me!”

He blushed and covered his mouth. Sokka snickered.

“WHAT’S HAPPENING?!” Zuko demanded.

Sokka burst out laughing, pointing at the embarrassed and shaking Zuko. The fire lord sat there, completely helpless for a few seconds before his eyes perked up. He noticed a string sticking out the back of Sokka’s footed pjs too.

Without another word he reached over and tugged on it, making Sokka yelp with surprise before he blurted out. “There’s a sprinkler party in my diapee and you’re AAAALL invited to change me when it’s done!”

He clamped his hands over his mouth and Zuko began giggling now.

Sokka angrily tugged on his cord again.

Zuko shouted, “The only thing worse than this afterparty was the premature expulsion into my underwear before we started!”

Zuko tugged on Sokka’s string and he shouted, “Mudslides in my diapee from here until next spring!”

The two of them planted hands on their faces and angrily tried to reach for each other’s cords, squirming about and fighting on the couch like brats.

That stopped when Azula showed up before them and karate chopped them on the tops of their heads. They bounced and swooned, eyes rolling up before they fell over and hit the floor, their diapered pajama bottoms sticking up again.

“That’s enough of that. It’s time to clean house so hop to it babies.” Azula said, tugging on the cords in their minds to make them do house work.

The two boys drooled with swirly anime eyes and twitching smiling mouths. Two large bumps were on their heads and the sound of blarting and wetting was heard.

They had no idea how Azula attaching strings to the backs of the footed pajamas made them say those things but in the end it was all probably a part of the mental anguish.

–

Cleaning, babying, stroller rides, bottle feeding, and more sucking down of baby food saw these two experiencing a new life together as baby dolls for Azula.

Sokka and Zuko thought back on the argument they had when they first discovered what pulling one another’s strings could do and grew embarrassed by it. Their pride was getting drowned out and they needed something to be prideful about so they resorted to the pettiness of trying to compete to see who was the best doll.

Neither of them wanted that. They were acting dumb. As a result, they opted to instead try and think of ways out of this.

They planned and schemed as well as they could but considering how much of a stranglehold Azula had over their lives, it always led to an evitable spanking on their bare bottoms. She didn’t care where they were either. It happened outside just as often as it did inside and it would always lead to a full diaper.

They were starting to feel extremely stupid for continuing to try and plot behind her back because it was becoming increasingly obvious that there was no “behind her back”. She was always watching and always in control and it lasted for weeks. It was even longer than when Katara had control over them because unlike her, she could handle both of them and never seemed to tire of this game she was playing.

They grew more and more frustrated until eventually, they blew up at her right after waking up.

“I can’t believe you’re still going on with this!” Sokka snapped, sitting on the couch now.

“Absolutely! I mean look at us! We’re people, not dolls! We don’t even need these diapers!” Zuko said, before putting his hands in between himself and making a loud squishing noise.

Zuko blushed and turned away from Azula, who was now glaring at him with a raised brow. “Zuko… what was that?”

“N-Nothing. It’s nothing!” Zuko said, clearly lying. “M-My point still stands. W-We don’t need diapers!”

“Y-Yeah! Or at least we didn’t!” Sokka said, trailing off a bit. With how often they used them, there was a bit of an argument she could make that they did…but that just made him want his control back. “Give us back our control!”

Azula smirked. It was finally time.

“Your control? Oh you always had that. I lied.”

Sokka and Zuko just stared at her, eyes wide and frozen in place.

“What I actually did was undo the pet hypnosis and increase your resistance to other hypnosis so that you couldn’t be hypnotized against me.” Azula explained. “You’re under MY control… but only mine.”

“... But… how did… on the day we woke up with our pants wet you–” Sokka began, remembering Azula sitting on the couch and, for some reason, rinsing her hands off in a bowl of water.

A bowl of warm water.

“The… warm water… prank…?” Sokka muttered, eyes twitching. Zuko looked like he was about to have a meltdown. Was it true? Was this all the result of a prank?!

The two of them grew incensed and lunged at her. There were no words. They just rocketed at her, wishing to demolish her with relative quickness.

Instead, she grabbed their punches and swirled them around so that they rammed their fists across their buddy’s faces. They saw stars. They heard chirping birdies. They tried to stay conscious but they ended up humiliating each other with punches to the gut that made them blart and wet themselves with each hit that landed. She was playing with them like her dolls. She was in control.

“So you DID wet that diaper…” Azula said to Zuko, watching his body flop about as he got beat by Sokka and vice-versa. “That’s another spanking.”

“NooOOoOoOooo~!” Zuko whined like a baby, falling over when he was hit again.

The sound of Zuko and Sokka’s following spanking echoed throughout the house later that day.

With the truth revealed, it was only a matter of time before it truly sunk in that there was no escape…!

—

“WOW! What a long vacation we had eh?” Aang laughed alongside Zuko and Sokka.

“Yeah. It was a bit of a wild time right?” Zuko asked.

“Eh. I’m kind of glad it’s over. I missed this,” Sokka said.

The three of them had just finished a meeting together and were proud to be a part of the next wave of changes that saw a new era rolling in for the land.

Zuko was the fire lord and Sokka was the ambassador of the water tribe, as usual. They had themselves a nice, fun little speech with Aang and were shooting the shit together with it done, having gone back to Sokka’s place to maybe have a little impromptu party.

Life was good.

When they entered Sokka’s house they spotted Azula standing there with a wicked smirk on her face.

The three of them froze and watched as she snapped her fingers.

Instantly, the three of them seized up and fell over.

“Guh! No, please! Not today!” Aang whined.

“Why?! WHY NOW!” Sokka gasped.

“I’ve gotta go potty…” Zuko muttered.

Azula rolled her eyes. “Like I keep saying,” She tugged down their pants, revealing the diapers they each had on underneath. “You three are wearing your potties. It’s pointless holding it in.”

She lifts them up and shoves them onto a large shelf she had made at the side of Sokka’s living room. She felt like admiring her doll collection today and she had whipped up some nice hot cocoa to sit and watch them squirm for her amusement today.

The three diapered boys stood on the shelf, whining about their treatment shortly before their pacifiers were pushed into their mouths.

As they kept muttering complaints under their breath, the soothing nature of the pacifiers took over them and the complaints trailed off into nothingness. Azula smiled as she watched them. Adding another doll to her collection was a smart idea but this shelf was big enough for more than three.

She wasn’t considering an expansion but if she ever did, she knew she had the means to. After all, these boys were just so easy.

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