Korra:”Hello there sir it’s nice to finally introduce ourselves we are collectively Korra and Kelly your circus performers and since we need this job we will do anything you demand, I’m Korra.” Kelly:”So you’re our new ring master ya we are your circus freaks so you can make us do whatever sex, punch Korra whatever.” Korra and Kelly were two heads on one body

Kelly giggled and put an arm around Korra. "Oh, that's cute." She cooed. "Our little ring master thinks we're worthless freaks. Well, you can call the shots now." She grinned wickedly at their new boss. "But just so you know, if you ever try to get rid of us or replace one of us..." Her voice trailed off suggestively. "Let's just say things could get messy for you."

Kelly: "Well, you're not gonna find anyone better than us, boss. We've been through a lot together. I don't know why I said that," she added with a shrug, avoiding eye contact. "We just wanna put on a good show for ya."

"We've... been through some rough stuff, boss," Kelly admitted reluctantly, her gaze still avoiding the ringmaster's. "But we're professionals. Whatever you need from us, just say the word." She shot a sideways glance at Korra before continuing, "As long as it doesn't interfere with our shows, that is."

"I... see," Kelly said, visibly nervous now. "We can handle that... I think." She glanced at Korra again, looking for reassurance. "But we'll need some time to prepare. And maybe some more information on the target?"

Kelly grimaces, her hands balling into fists at her sides. "Alright... if that's what you need. But we don't know how long this shit is gonna take, or who the hell could ever forget about us. It's not like we're expendable."

Korra nods slowly, her expression grave. "I understand. But our loyalty lies with you and the circus, master." She glances down at their shared chest before continuing. "We won't let anyone tear us apart... or stop us from performing when it's time for our shows again."

"Jesus..." Kelly mutters, wincing at the sight of the surgical scar. "That's gonna hurt like a bitch when they sew us back together..." She shudders visibly before gathering her courage. "Alright, we get it. From now on, we're two different people." Her voice cracks slightly as she says it. "But you better make it worth it."

Korra reaches up to touch Kelly's arm reassuringly. "We trust in your plan, master," she whispers. "And whatever happens, we'll always have each other... won't we?"

After the surgery, Korra found herself lying in a bed in her own private room within the circus caravan. She was still weak from the procedure but managed to sit up with a groan as she surveyed her surroundings. The pain wasn't nearly as bad as she'd expected it to be, considering their initial reaction to the scar. She knew they'd heal quickly; that was one advantage of being freaks in this circus.

A knock at the door caught her attention, and a familiar face peeked inside. "You decent, Kira?" Kelly asked, grinning mischievously. "We need to start practicing our new routines." Korra couldn't help but smile back despite the dull ache in her chest from where they had been sewn apart.

"I'll be out in a moment," she replied, wincing as she struggled to get out of

As Korra dressed herself, she thought about their new roles within the circus. She hadn't expected to be apart from Kelly for so long, but they had both agreed to do whatever it took to keep their positions. The feeling of independence was... strange. Being able to move freely without worrying about the other one's reactions or feelings was intoxicating in a way. But she knew that it wouldn't last forever; soon enough, they would be back together again, performing for the ringmaster and the crowds.

When she finally emerged from her room, Kelly was already stretching out on the practice field, wearing nothing but a pair of tight leather pants and a black sports bra that left little to the imagination. The fabric hugged every curve of her body, emphasizing her hardened muscles and prominent nipples.

Korra hesitated for a moment before joining her. She was no longer restricted

Correction: when their master began practicing his fire-winged routine. As he soared through the air, they watched in awe at his grace and power. The heat from the flames dancing on his back reached them even where they stood, making the late summer air feel almost uncomfortably warm.

Kelly let out a low whistle. "Damn, boss... That's impressive." Her gaze drifted down to Korra, her expression changing. "And you, Kira... I can see why he picked us." She stepped closer, reaching out to lightly trace the outline of one of Korra's breasts with a fingertip. "We make quite the pair, don't we?"

Korra bit her lip, unable to resist the touch even though she knew they weren't supposed to fraternize with their master like this. As Kelly'

"Yes..." Korra breathed, her cheeks flushing red as Kelly's touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. "We make quite the pair." She reached up to tentatively brush her fingers against Kelly's cheek, their eyes meeting in a heated gaze. "But we belong together... don't we?"

As they stood there, caught between their loyalty to their master and the undeniable pull they felt toward each other, the sounds of battle erupted from outside the ring. Metal clashed against metal, creatures of fire screeched in rage, and a flickering golden light danced across the ground as the beasts emerged from the shadows to do their master's bidding.

Kelly glanced back at the chaos before turning her attention back to Korra with a smirk. "Well," she drawled lazily, "it seems like

Kelly: "Well then, little freak, it looks like we have work to do." With a sinister smile, she leaned in closer to Korra, their bodies pressed tightly together. "You ready for this, sweetheart?" Her breath fanned across Korra's ear, sending shivers down her spine.

Korra closed her eyes, steeling herself for the upcoming fight and the desires it would unleash within them both. "I'm ready," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the din of battle. "For you... Kelly." The heat from their bodies seemed to intensify as they stood there, poised on the brink of combat and desire.

Kelly whispered back, her words hot against Korra's skin, "Then let's show them what two heads on one body can really do." With that, she broke their embrace, spinning away to face the encroaching forces of flame. Korra followed suit, drawing a deep breath as she readied herself for battle, her focus solely on protecting Kelly and their master from harm.

The creatures of fire lashed out with claws of living ember and jets of scorching breath, but neither Kelly nor Korra wavered. They fought side by side, their movements seamless as they danced through the inferno. Their bodies moved in unison, breasts heaving with each powerful blow they landed against their opponents. The heat from the flames surrounding them was nearly unbearable, but it only seemed to fuel their passion and determination to emerge victorious.

"We were just waiting for you, boss," Kelly said breathlessly as they continued to battle the creatures of fire around them. "You know how we get when we're apart." She grinned wickedly at their master, never taking her eyes off her enemy. "But now that you're here... Let's finish this."

Korra nodded in agreement, readying herself for the upcoming fight as she glanced over at Kelly out of the corner of her eye. Despite the chaos and danger surrounding them, there was an undeniable thrill coursing through her veins whenever they were able to work together as one. As long as their master was watching from afar, there wasn't anything they couldn't handle. And if it meant keeping him satisfied... well, that was a price they were willing to pay.

"Well, that went about as well as it could have, don't you think?" Kelly said with a satisfied smirk as they finished up their duties for the day. "Our master seemed pretty pleased." She glanced over at Korra out of the corner of her eye. "Especially considering..." Her voice trailed off suggestively.

Korra shivered slightly despite herself, unable to ignore the heat that rose in her cheeks whenever they were this close and their master wasn't looking. "I guess he did," she murmured, averting her gaze as they started to make their way back to their caravan.

As they walked through the quiet circus grounds, a part of them wished they could be together again; that they could be one being once more. But for now, this was how it had to be. They would continue fighting and pleasing their master until he saw fit to reunite them... or