Appearance when we last saw the girls:
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Katara and co. were granted their supplies, and the ship they had requested was supplied to them. In addition to Katara, Toph, Ty Lee, and Suki, fifteen Kiyoshi warriors were rounded up by their commander. Suki managed to reassume her aura of leadership to assign the Kiyoshi warriors a job rotation on the ship, then set them to work as the steamer un-docked. This was not before Suki declared that keeping a ship running was difficult in full body armor, and declared that the frontal plate armor worn by the Kiyoshi would only be mandatory if they were warned of an approaching, unknown vessel. As her charges dispersed, Suki let her posture curve into a slouch, and unbuckled her breastplate, her gelatinous gut no longer in a vise. Suki then waddled up to Toph, who had taken several fifty-pound blocks of clay aboard and was busy bending them into a recliner. Toph lifted up her green shirt over her belly after realizing it was only covering half of it anyway in a reclining position. Suki wondered how Toph was capable of walking...or even if she was. She walked up the ramp to the ship, sure, but she took breaks and often leaned against Katara (Much to her chagrin, but she wasn't moving any faster, albeit without leaning on things). Toph used her earthbending to haul herself around Kiyoshi in the days following the letter's return to Zuko, sometimes supporting her gut with a mobile shelf of rock, other times just plopping herself down and letting a wave of earth ferry her about. Katara, often lagging behind her and sweating bullets, chastised Toph plenty for not getting any exercise, but Toph was never the most attentive when it came to corrective advice.

Toph sluggishly shifted on her makeshift throne. "Heya Suki." Suddenly, a coil of moving clay appeared behind her and shaped itself into a wide, plush looking chair. The clay on the seat, arms, and back was bended so that it was just slightly soft, leaving the softness coating Suki's body unmolested by sharp corners or hard surfaces. Suki guessed Toph's throne was also Mattress-soft. She put her feet up, and Toph produced a clay footstool within a second. Knife-thin clay fans began to hover around Toph's bloated frame, fanning her face, chins, and the peak of her belly, which was large enough to partially shield Toph from the sun. The fans kept a steady stream of Toph B.O. coming her way, especially when she got gassy or when the fans approached her feet, but even that was growing on her. "So, I've gotta say, you really are packing it away lately, Suki! I thought you'd put up more of a fight."

Suki thought fondly about the fifteen additional pounds she had put on just while the supplies were being delivered. "Well, all my life things have been discipline, discipline, discipline. When I saw Katara so big, I realized that there was no way letting myself go a little would ruin my life. So, here we are!" Toph grinned. "You took to it like a duck to water! Open wide!" A floating clay bowl began to tip a pile of chocolate-covered vegetables into Suki's mouth. Suki cringed a little. "Veggies?" Toph cocked a thumb in the general direction of the supply hold. "Katara is still trying to get me to drop a few. Anything that didn't want to make you lick your fingers afterwards I doused in chocolate. I figured you might be able to stomach some of it before I order it all thrown overboard, that way we can pick up more lard at the next port. Waste not!"
Suki shrugged. "Well the chocolate's good..." "-It's extra rich!" Ty Lee called from across the deck, enjoying some of the choco-veggies herself. Suki let a grunt of flatulence out. Ty Lee had also put on a good 15 pounds, but her hips and chest swelled faster than her belly, making her look thick but perhaps less bulky than she really was. "...but it gives me gas." Toph emitted a belch of her own. "You know you're doing something right when everything starts giving you gas!"

Meanwhile Katara was cursing herself. She wanted to be mad at Suki and Ty Lee for gaining so much weight in just two days, but she had thrown on nearly thirty pounds after she had sent the supply letter away. It was legitimately difficult to walk, bordering on painful for her leg muscles. She kept at it, but it definitely wasn't helping her figure. If anything, the futile attempt at exercise only fueled her appetite. She wondered if she could even do anything now to stop herself or Toph from completely losing themselves to their new-found desires. Katara felt numb whenever she wasn't eating, and truthfully she had hundreds of opportunities to bathe in Kiyoshi; its just that the thought of soap scum and scalding water washing away the lubricating coating of sweat from her body or exposing her nostrils to air that wasn't infused with her own body's concoctions had managed to become disgusting to her. She also took a quiet joy in letting herself be freely flatulent; every time she passed gas, it was as if she was a little lighter, and her stomach that much less achy. Thinking of all this, for the first time, she looked on at Toph with admiration rather than disgust. It really was quite nice to lay around, no matter how quickly it would disintegrate muscle, and really there was no problem with being a little...pungent if everyone around you didn't care....Katara tried to pull herself out of her daydream, realizing her urges were taking over again when she began to envy Toph's belly, wondering how much she would need to eat to get it that big and soft and...hilly.

Katara bit her lip. "Gotta get a grip....I guess I have no choice, time to gorge a bit more, shut these urges down for a little..."