Korra is sweaty, pissed off at her own training routine, muscles tight, hair stuck to her neck, and the last thing she expects is Asami rolling in with that smug little I’ve-been-building-something-naughty smile. She’s not here to cheer from the sidelines. She’s got a “new project” she just has to field test, and of course it’s something only a horny rich genius like her would even think of: a bending-powered cock that literally moves with water. Not a normal toy, not just a strapon with some extra vibration, but a smooth, fluid shaft that swells, twists, pulses like it’s alive, all under Korra’s control or Asami’s, depending who’s calling the shots. It looks like something between a sex toy and a high-end smartphone prototype, and also like it should not be anywhere near a vagina without a full safety manual, but that’s part of the charm. Asami’s already acting like she knows Korra is going to say yes. She’s not wrong.

There’s no shy “maybe we should kiss first” energy here. These two already fucked before, they already tasted each other, they already did the whole slow finger teasing in a Satomobile and then pretended it was an accident. Now it’s just straight to that hungry, familiar “I want you again” vibe. Korra’s body goes from combat stance to fuck-me stance in one breath. Clothes come off with that messy, rushed feel, not pretty, not staged. Sports top half rolled, pants around one ankle, Asami still wearing something stupidly stylish because of course she is, one glove off so she can adjust settings on her new toy and the other still on when she grabs Korra’s hair. The game pulls you right into that moment where Korra spreads her thighs almost impatient, a little arrogant, like she’s challenging the machine to keep up with her. Then you see the water respond: tightening, swirling, the shaft reshaping with every tiny flick of bending, going from thick and blunt to slim and pointed, then bulging on one side to grind right on that spot inside her that makes her thighs shake. It’s not just porn, it’s literally fashion for fucking: change the shape, change the curve, change how it shines with the reflections on her wet skin. I wish her sports gear changed look after all that sweat and sex, but it stays annoyingly clean in some scenes and it bothers me way more than it should.

What I liked most is how it lets Korra be a show off and a mess at the same time. One second she’s grinning with that cocky “Avatar can handle anything” face, bending the water so the shaft pistons deep and strong, hitting her own cervix just because she wants to feel the edge of pain. Next second she loses focus, the shape slips thicker than she expected, and she gasps, hips jerking, eyes rolling up as Asami leans in and whispers shit in her ear. There’s a moment where Asami straps the rig to herself, and suddenly it’s not just some remote toy, it’s Asami with this liquid, shifting dick, using Korra like a training dummy on the mat, fucking her from behind while Korra claws the ground, water pooling under her belly from all the bending feedback and her own juices. They skip all the cutesy warm up and just go hard, like two women who already know every weak spot, every sound. The toy curves up, grinding her clit from the inside while Asami’s hand circles from the outside, and Korra’s thighs are shaking like she just finished a full day of sparring. It’s obscene, but in that very specific “of course this is what these two would invent together” way. You can feel that this isn’t some random lesbian scene thrown together, it’s Asami treating sex like tech design, and Korra treating a dildo like it’s just another way to push her limits. Eventually the water is splashing, her voice is cracking, Asami’s lipstick is smeared, and everything feels messily right and also slightly unsafe, which is exactly why it works.

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This thing is basically your browser turning into a filthy crossover fanfic, but with pictures doing all the talking. It feels like someone grabbed your “strong female character” folder from Pinterest, mixed it with that secret hentai stash buried inside a mega.nz link you pretend you don’t remember, and just went “ok, now they all fuck each other and nobody wears anything practical anymore.” You jump between panels with those simple Next / Previous buttons and it sounds boring on paper, but it actually works, because every click is like “ok, what the hell are they doing to her now?” One moment Bayonetta is towering over everyone like a smug witch goddess with those long legs right in your face, next moment Motoko looks like she got caught in some crazy Section 9 black-site but instead of interrogation she’s on her knees with a gagball in her mouth, eyes half-lidded, wires and leather everywhere. It has that feeling of “I grew up with these characters and now I definitely should not be seeing them like this, but I absolutely want more.”

The lesbian energy is insane here, like zero pretense, nothing soft-focus or shy. You get the redhead dom with a strapon pushing a brunette with big tits against what looks like some metal lab table, treating her like a proper fucktoy, and the reactions are so dirty you can pretty much hear the moaning in your head. At one point there’s a panel where Cammy is pinned down, thighs spread, her face all flushed, while Chun-Li is basically sitting on her chest, thick legs framing the whole shot, and it’s that kind of “I lost the match and now I’m the toy” vibe. There is anal play too, not just a quick “oh look, a dildo” but focused stuff, a big toy stretching a helpless girl open while the dom leans in close to her ear, teasing, mocking her, making her blush even harder. And the feet thing, holy shit, whoever drew the giant mistress sequence really likes feet. You get this massive woman with absurdly huge soles, girls made tiny, practically worshipping her toes, licking, hugging her foot like it’s a wall, smudged lipstick on skin. It sounds stupid when you describe it but when you see a tiny Jasmine crushed gently beneath a heel, you kind of get it in a very horny, very wrong way.

What I liked is how it quietly escalates. At first it’s just two girls, soft touches, kissing, tits pressed together, that normal hentai foreplay. A page later someone is already collared, drooling around a gagball while another girl slides a strapon into her, and from the angle you can see every little curve of the toy disappearing inside. And then without a smooth transition at all you’re suddenly watching this amazon-sized mistress using one girl’s face as a seat while another licks her feet like it’s sacred duty, and the comic doesn’t even slow down to explain why she’s a giant now. It just goes “you’re into femdom, right? ok, have this, plus size upgrade.” Some panels are a bit messy, like you have to squint to figure out whose leg belongs to who, and a couple of faces slip into that goofy expression territory that looks more meme than erotic, but then you hit this one shot of Motoko chained with arms above her head, body arched, nipples pulled by clamps, eyes wet, and it just nails that perfect cyberpunk slave look. The whole thing feels like browsing a horny DeviantArt folder after searching “Bayonetta x Chun Li x Jasmine bondage” at 4% brain power, except here it’s all in one continuous, nasty, lesbian-heavy story that keeps going further than you expect, panel after panel, click after click.