Katara and Toph located a two-story, 8 room inn that was far enough from the harbor not to be filled with sailors but not quite close enough inland to be in eyeshot of the large statue of Avatar Kiyoshi and the temple that stood beyond it. Katara approached the owner of the inn, an old woman bent behind a wooden desk, returning keys to their proper cubby holes. The innkeeper had no difficulty noticing their arrival without being able to see the front door.

-Sniff- -Sniff- "What in Kiyoshi's name is that smell? and the floorboards are shaking!"
Katara was blushing crimson as the old woman stood upright and saw that she had patrons.
"Oh! Customers! I'm sure the smell and the quill that just fell off the desk are just in my head, don't you worry dearie!"

Katara was no less mortified after this "encouragement". "...One room for two, please." Katara averted her eyes and kept her arms to her sides, desperately embarrassed by her current state.

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"So, we're all settled in; guess we should get cleaned up for our visit tomorrow!" Katara's rear rose and fell through the blue fabric of her robe as she advanced towards their washroom. Toph noted how thunderous each of Katara's footfalls were on the wooden floors and figured Katara's clothes were likely growing as tight as her own, albeit in different places.
Toph threw herself onto her bed, shaking the posts a bit. "Well, we should eat first. We'll be starving in an hour and its no use washing up if we're just going to get all dirty again."
Katara stopped and turned to face Toph. The faint sound of her rear brushing against a wall was audible. "Sounds like a plan. We should get something light."

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Katara and Toph lay on the floor of their room with their robes open, overstuffed stomachs bugling upward and outward. Bowls that used to contain rice spread out in a sea around them, licked clean.
Katara groaned. "Toph...I think this chi-block thing is getting worse...its like I can't even help myself when I start thinking of food..."

Toph seemed to be on the verge of fainting from a meal that consisted entirely of fried rice.
"Katara, I'll go get this fixed, I'll do whatever you say, just please, oh please, rub my stomach....I ate....way.. too much....and believe me sugar queen that is saying something."

Katara belched, wiped flecks of rice and drool off her mouth, grabbed hold of her hotel bed, and heaved herself to a sitting position. "Wow, you really are out of it, huh?" Lethargically waddling on her knees over to Toph, knocking discarded bowls aside, she began kneading Toph's distended stomach. It was clear Toph had eaten beyond capacity more than Katara, but all of the fat that had collected around her stomach made Toph soft and doughy to the touch. However, when Katara put pressure on the flabby looking dollop that was Toph's stomach, she could feel a firmness that clearly indicated severe overeating. As she began to press downward, trying to find an application for her healing abilities, Toph sighed with relief, perched her lips, and let out a belch like a dainty woman blowing out a stream of cigarette smoke.

"Ummm.....huh?" A third voice was suddenly audible in the room.
Katara whipped her head around to find Ty Lee's head poking through the window of their second-floor room. "Ty Lee?!" Katara gasped. "Wait, TY LEE?" Katara forced her robes closed, realizing that not only was she fresh from pigging out, but that she had been perspiring towards the end of the meal out of effort and continued to perspire out of the exertion of rubbing Toph's stomach.

Toph put both hands on her exposed stomach. "This isn't what it looks like, ok?" Toph seemed thoughtful for a moment. "Wait....what does this even look like?"

Ty Lee lifted herself into the room, clad in her favorite red acrobat robes. She was in perfect shape as always, not an ounce of fat on her frame aside from her rather full breasts. "I dunno, actually. Maybe the island had an eating contest, and you guys won? a couple times maybe?"
Katara pulled her robe around herself tighter, noting that even it had sweat stains under the armpits and at her chest. "No! Ty Lee, I'm sorry you had to see us like this, but we came here because we need your help! Wait, first, why are you here anyway?!"

Toph clicked her tongue thoughtfully. "Actually Katara, you n' me could probably completely clean out an eating contest...."

Katara huffed in exasperation. "Toph, Let Ty Lee talk!"

Ty Lee took a few steps into the room, smiling. "Oh, well the Kiyoshi warriors and Suki were getting all anxious over reports of young girls appearing in town, but I know Azula well enough to know that something would definitely be blown up by now if she was here. So I kinda shrugged off watch duty for the night, asked around town, and here we are! Say, you guys are Toph and Katara right? I fell on my head a few times trying to do my routine in Kiyoshi armor....were you guys always this fat and sweaty?" Ty Lee asked this of the girls earnestly, completely free of guile or insult.

Katara explained what happened with Azula to Ty Lee, blushing all the while. "....and that is why we look like this....I really need to wash up I know, its just that we just arrived and we had something to eat first and...."

Ty Lee interrupted Katara's self-flagellating excuses. "It's fine! I mean, I think you guys look fine, like if we were to go out together you'd definitely drive so much attention my way! Not that I think you're not pretty, though! And hey, don't worry about the smell, I was a circus acrobat! I spent-so- much time around circus animals I barely even noticed you guys!"

Katara put both hands to her softening face. "Enough! We're going to the temple, we'll tell you what Azula did to us, and you will reverse it and stop this!"
Ty Lee didn't see why Katara was so stressed. "M'kay! Nice seeing you guys again, I forgot to add!" Ty Lee put her hands on her hips and beamed at her friends.