Ty Lee - Oversplit (w/story) by Sandspire on DeviantArt (original) (raw)

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"Just a... little more..." the circus performer turned Kyoshi Warrior's slight but calloused hands were trembling, tightly gripping a small, black handle on a wheel that sat in front of her parted legs. Ty Lee was looking intensely at the wheel, bracing herself.

Her friend, Suki, stood over the scene. She idly held one hand over her mouth, masking part of her expression while watching on with mingled shock and fear. Suki had been a mentor to Ty Lee in recent years, but in this regard the latter was the trained expert. Ty Lee was sat in a deep over split, her legs well past a normal 180 degree angle and her body was brimming with tension. She had brought some of her own equipment to the dojo, and to Suki, it looked more like a torture device. With a seat in the center, it had a padded bar extending horizontally from each side. One of Ty Lee's legs was strapped into each, stretched out straight. A small wheel in front of her could be turned to crank the bars farther apart and around, with latches holding them in place. Her flexing, toned thighs bulged against the harsh leather straps, with a second lashing each ankle to ensure no escape. Ty Lee tugged at the wheel. It squeaked and she gasped. Her legs were forced another inch apart.

Her feet flexed, soon returning to their firm point. The girl was in her favourite training gear - elastic, dark pink leggings that clung to her like a second skin, holding her feet in stirrups. The waist of it was up to her belly button, but it fitted so tightly around her that her thick lower obliques still protruded through. The fabric had a hint of transparency in the more stretched areas, her thighs and calves particularly. Her round breasts were pushed up by a slightly undersized bra, leaving plenty of cleavage, and four square blocks of core muscle crammed into the strip of bare stomach that was visible. It pumped with quick breaths, and her movements shook the extremely long braid over her shoulder, which coiled on the floor.

"That enough now? You've made your point." Suki sighed, amused, a little nervous, and a touch disgruntled by the fact that she herself had tapped out from the infernal mechanism once barely past a full split. She still had red marks on her ankles and thighs. Suki herself was lean, wiry and toned, shorts and a tomboyish crop-top her chosen training gear while not in her makeup. Her warriors body lacked some of the curves of Ty Lee, who was all thighs, hips, waist and breasts. The girl watched a sweat bead trickle down from her collarbone between her breasts, but looked away just in time as Ty Lee beamed up.

"Not even close!"

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