THE ORIGINAL FMA SCAT FIC!

I just couldn't help myself, I had to write another one. Now...I know I didn't get any reviews...I suppose SCAT isn't as popular with the FMA crowd, but still, it's here for my enjoyment too.

And like I said, if you don't like SCAT, don't read this.

Exploration...

Ed tossed and turned in bed, the night was long and he was having trouble sleeping. Pinako was still gone on vacation so he and Winry had the house to themselves. He sat up straight in his bed, visions of the previous night still ramained fresh in his mind. 'What in the world was I thinking?' He thought quietly to himself.

Sure he had been drunk, and people usually do stupid things when they're drunk, but that was just a little too extreme for his tastes. He had heard of people kissing someone they wouldn't normally kiss or even sleeping with someone regardless of what they looked like; but this, this was just way too out there for him to even begin to try and make sence of it.

The strange thing was, he enjoyed it somewhat. It wasn't going to be one of his favorite passtimes, but still, he had remembered getting really aroused as he watched Winry wet her pants. Though he knew it was strange, he still was incredibly turned on by the thought. At least he thought he was.

Ed spun his body till his legs hung over the side of the bed and they came in contact with the floor. He had to make sure that this attraction was really an attraction and not just some stupid drunken memory. But how was he going to do it?

This wasn't one of those things he could just go up to someone and say "Hey, would you mind pissing yourself just so I can get my jollies." No, this was one of those things he was going to have to be sneaky about.

He had once heard that if you stuck someone's hand in warm water while they slept, they would wet the bed. Now was more than a perfect time to test out the theory. Ed had recalled that Winry hadn't gone to the bathroom right before she went to bed, and considering all the water she had been drinking to negate the hangover, it was more than likely that her bladder was full and she would wake up shortly to go to the bathroom anyway.

He got up and left his room in search of a container to put warm water in. Finding an old unused chamber pot under the sink, he proceeded to fill it with warm water from the bathroom tap. Fortunatly for him, Winry was a heavy sleeper, so there was little or no worries about her waking up.

He carefully slinked into her room with the pot of warm water and laid it down at the head of her bed. He swallowed a lump in his throat and he reached down, ever so carefully, he tugged her blankets off he legs and bum. She was wearing grey sweat shorts and from what he could see, no panties at all.

Winry was laying on her right side with kner knees pulled up. Ed was thankful, he thought he would have had to move her, but this was perfect. He reached his left hand under the blankets and tugged Winry's left hand over the edge of the bed and allowed it to rest on the floor. She had a low bed, so this was easy to do.

He took a quiet deep breath and he stuck her hand in the water and silently backed off to watch everything unfold.

He was let down, apparently the rumor was indeed just a hoax. He sighed and was about to remove her hand from the water when she moaned a little in her sleep. Ed gasped. 'Oh shit...she's waking up!' He thought as he frantically tried to think of what to do. But then, he noticed something. She wasn't waking up, she was in-fact, relieving herslef. He watched the dark urine stain on her bum spread and almost completly soak those little shorts she had on.

The urine poured over her leg and onto the bed, staining it a light yellow color. He could tell it was yellow because he left her door open and the hall light on.

His jaw was slack and his pants seemed as though they were getting tighter; he was indeed tuned on by this, as to why was still a mystery, but he didn't care. She finished urinating and then rolled her hips, allowing her legs to be spread out on the bed slightly.

Ed examined her closer, the dark stain didn't effect the tightly folded creases of the shorts, so there were zigzag patters on the grey shorts that did and didn't have pee on them.

Ed gulped as he looked on in absolute amazment, this was something that he wanted to see again. Unfortunatly for him, it would only work once. Ed, who was rather hard at the moment, bent down and removed Winry's hand from the water, replaced it under the covers and covered her piss soaked legs and shorts with her blankets.

Silently he slipped out of the room and into the bathroom where he dumped out the water and looked into the mirror. He didn't feel the least bit guilty about what he did, he was so excited he coldn't help but smirk. Then he thought about how the morning would go. Would she keep it a secret and clean up the mess herself, or would she begrudgingly ask him to use is Alchemy to fix it?

All he could do was wait and see. Before he headed off to bed he relieved himself of his erection and scooted off to go back to sleep, mind at ease.

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Winry tapped her fingers on the wondow sill impatiently. She wet the bed for the first time since she was four and was overly embarassed about it. The worst part was asking Edward to use his alchemy to dry the offending stains on her mattress. The shorts, blankes and sheets could be washed, they needed to be washed regardless, but the mattress was another thing. "It's ok, it happens to the best of us." He had said with a caring smile.

Winry sighed. She felt as though Ed was taking care of her, like she was that little child that would up in the morning crying cause they messed the bed. The kind of kid you feel sorry for. She hated being pittied, espically by Edward, espically for something like this.

"There." He entered the kitchen to see WInry sitting at the table, he hands clasping a cup of ot tea. He smiled warmly at her. "Don't be so embarassed, it's not like it happens all the time."

She looked ashamed. "I guess..."

Ed folded his arms. "If it makes you feel any better...Al wet the bed up until he was seven."

Winry snickered a little. "Really?"

Ed nodded. "Yeah...but don't mention anything...I swore I would never tell."

She nodded and looked down at her cup. "You won't say anything will you?"

He shook his head. "Who would I want to tell anyway?"

Thinking about it for a second, she shrugged. "I don't know." She sipped her tea and they quietly progressed through breakfast.

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Later on in the evening Winry, once more, needed to go to the bathroom. She was beginning to suspect the milk was giving her the bad diarrhea, for she had finished a glass earlier that day, and the runns came back.

She could hear her insides squelch with diarrhea, she could feel it too, a very heavy, unsetteling feeling. She closed the door and headed for the toilet, but stopped short. She looked at the tub and remembered what happened the night before. She held in her stool and went to the bathroom door, opening it a little she poked her head out. "Edward! I'm getting a shower...do you need to go."

"No!" She heard him yell from the other side of the house.

She sighed and closed the door. She had to figure out just what made her do what she did. It was puzzeling to say the least. She made sure to close the door and lock it. Double checking the knob and everything, she went to the tub and looked at it with a grimmace. It had been cleaned and was shining like brand new.

She pulled her pants down around her ankles and stepped out of them. Kicking them off to the side she pulled off her shirt and bra, leaving herslef only in here underwear, a pair of light pink panties. She stepped into the tub and turned on the water, as to make it not look suspicious. Turning around she saw the big mirror of the bathroom, and not Edward this time. She looked at her nearly naked body, her strong yet lean legs, her curvy hips, her slender waist, her vuluptious bust and her pretty face. She thought to herself. 'Why would I want this? Wouldn't it ruin my beauty?'

Maybe the thought of being tainted excited her, but regardless, she needed to expirment. She leaned her back up against the wall and took a deep breath. She then released the hodl she had on her bladder. The golden liquid quickly soaked the front of her panties and ran down the front of her legs withc were held firmly together; she still had diarrhea and it was threatening to come out.

Still peeing, she turned around and watched herself from behind. Her legs were no longer side by side and the pee was trickeling out from the crotch of her panties into the water that was swimming around her feet. "That does feel nice." She sighed as the last of the urine trickeled down her legs, warming them and giving off a rather pleasing scent.

"Uuh." She tried to clench it, but it was too late, some of the waste being stored in her rectum managed to escape and make a brown splochy stain on her newly soiled panties. And just like the previous night, there was no hope of stopping it. Winry balanced herself up against the wall, leaning slightly, as she had her head turned around, watching herself in the mirror, watching her panties fill up with brown.

It sputtered again and she could feel some solid waste pass. Just then, the poor little panties couldn't take it anymore and they allowed some of the fecal matter to leak out the sides and slide down Winry's legs. As it cascaded down her legs it tinted the water all in the tub with a light brown color. There was a loud blub of flatluance and then, if it were let out in the open, a long sting of solid waste poureed from her behind, completly satuarting the panties.

The sloppy diarrhea seeped out the sides of her panties and crawled down her legs leaving a dark brown trail as it went past. It felt so warm and soft, it was exciting.

Winry couldn't help herself, she reached behind her and took hold of the panties and pushed their contents up and over the top of the elastic, pushing the waste onto her back. She awkwardly pushed the shit up her back and mushed it around. She moaned in pleasure as the feeling of the warm waste rubbed against her back. Despite it being and feeling smooth, there were a few pieces of grit in it witch scratched at her skin slihglty.

She turned around and pressed the base of her backside against the bathroom wall and smushed the diarrhea all over her ass. She then rolled her ass down and squished it all up her back. Turning around again she saw that she had made a complete mess of the wall and halfway up her back.

Reaching her hand down the back of her panties, she grabbed hold of what was left and suqished it betewwn her fingers. Then, without hesitation, she rubbed it all over the front of her chest. "So good..." She swalloed hard as the brown paste covered her breasts.

She felt so dirty, it was so exillerating and arousing though. Quickly shaking the fantasy, she, with her unsoiled hand, turned on the shower. The offending water with bits of feccess and urine in it was slowly washed away and Winry herslef, was also washed. She didn't forget about the wall, after finishing her shower, she gave the tub and walls a quick scrub.

Winry, wo was now clean but still rather wet, wrapped a towel around her head and looked in the mirror. She lowered her gaze away from her image and sighed. "I'm so fucked up..." With that, she lef the bathroom, and her memories, behind.

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