This choice: Tore Korra`s underwear to shreds. • Go Back...Chapter #5Tore Korra`s underwear to shreds. by: Obsolete guy   ...the underwear ripped clean off Korra's hips with a sickening shredding sound, leaving her buttocks fully exposed to the biting polar wind. Korra gasped, the cold shock momentarily eclipsing the lingering sting in her crack. She heard the distinct *rip-rip-rip* as Naga, triumphant and utterly confused, shook the blue fabric violently between her powerful jaws. Bits of torn material fluttered like sad confetti onto the pristine snow around her master's buried torso.
Naga whimpered upon realization that she didn't free Korra and sniffed her master's now nude buttocks.
"N-Naga, it's okay girl!" Korra tried to reassure her pet, "You did your best."
The polar bear dog whimpered again, nudging Korra's bare hip with her cold nose. Korra shivered violently as the wind sliced across her exposed skin. She could feel snowflakes melting against her buttocks, the damp chill creeping everywhere. "Okay," she whispered through chattering teeth, "New plan. Dig me out, Naga!"
Naga tilted her massive head, ears perked. Korra wriggled her legs frantically. "Yes! Dig! Like you do at home! Use your paws!" Understanding dawned in the polar bear dog's intelligent eyes. With a low rumble, she began scraping furiously at the snowbank encasing Korra's upper body. Clumps of packed snow flew past Korra's kicking legs, some landing uncomfortably close to sensitive areas. Korra squeezed her eyes shut against the icy spray. "Good girl! Faster!"
The wind howled, biting into Korra's exposed skin like tiny needles. Each frantic scrape of Naga's claws sounded unnervingly close, a rhythmic *thwump-thwump-thwump* against the packed snow. Korra concentrated on the sensation of the dog's hot breath puffing against her chilled thighs, a small beacon of warmth in the freezing chaos. "Almost... there..." she grunted, feeling the packed snow loosen around her shoulders. She strained her neck, trying to twist her buried arms free. A sudden, sharp *crack* echoed – not snow, but ice beneath Naga's powerful paw.
"Whoa! Easy, girl!" Korra yelled, instinctively trying to shield her head with arms still trapped. A cascade of loosened snow slid down her back, chilling her spine. Naga paused, whining softly, her dark eyes wide with concern. Korra managed a shaky smile. "Not your fault. Just... careful digging, okay? Slow and steady." Naga huffed, steam billowing from her nostrils, and resumed her excavation with deliberate, gentler sweeps of her massive paws. Korra felt the pressure lessen significantly around her chest. Hope flared, hot and urgent.
With a final, mighty heave, Korra pushed upwards as Naga scraped away the last packed layer. Snow cascaded off her shoulders. She gasped, sucking in freezing air, her arms finally free! Relief washed over her, momentarily numbing the biting cold on her exposed skin. She scrambled backwards onto her knees, shivering violently, rubbing feeling back into her numb hands. Below her waist, the shredded remnants of her dark blue underwear clung uselessly to one thigh like a sad flag of surrender. The rest fluttered in tatters from Naga's jaws. Korra snatched the scraps, stuffing them hastily into her parka pocket, her face burning despite the cold. "Thanks, girl," she muttered, patting Naga's furry head. "Rescue mission accomplished... mostly."
Naga buried her head, if she could blush, her face would be red with embarrassment.
"Aw, don't worry, girl, lets just go home." Korra said, giving her pet a gentle kiss.
Speaking of kisses, the icy wind was leaving a rather harsh one on her fat, brown cheeks. Korra cursed herself for not bringing spare underwear. She pulled up her baggy snow pants and got back on Naga, the ride home was a rather uncomfortable one.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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