Full Metal Alchemist: Dirty times and fun!

Full Metal Alchemist - Winry puts on a show!
By Orpheum

Note: This is in the Manga continuity, sometime before Ling and the others come along. But it’s a loose continuity, obviously.

It was another busy day in Rush Valley, Automail Mecha of the world. Mechanics were showing off their goods along with normal merchants, somewhere a man just sprained his ankle and was nearly carried off by would-be mechanics hoping to get their newest product on a customer. But in the shop of Garfiel, the mentor of the aspiring mechanic named Winry Rockbell. At that moment, the girl in question felt a stirring within her slender form.

“Ohhhh, I hope I can hold it just a little longer!” Winry moaned, she was holding her tummy which was bulging slightly. She had been holding back an enormous poop for at least 10 days. She sweated as the beast was begging, no, demanding release from it’s confines.

Ed had given her a call and said he’d be arriving in a week or two for a visit. Winry was thrilled and immediately held back a poop she had already been saving up for 3 and half days just for him. It was their own little private activity together, Winry would hold back her dumps and put a show for Ed. She spent days inventing as many new ways to poo as much she did improved automail.

“I’ve got a really good show to put on for him too!” She smiled seductively, she had purchased a new skirt, even shorter than the one she usually wore. It was black too, but this one just barely hid the curves of her shapely bottom and certainly wouldn’t help if she bent over. Underneath she wore a pair of plain white panties. Her stomach was rumbling deeply, a mass of digested food calling from within her gut. She placed a hand gently on her petite abdomen and just sighed with anticipation at her upcoming ‘performance’.

“You know brother, you wouldn’t keep breaking your automail if you just followed Winry’s instructions.” Was the ‘I told you so’ statement from the suit of armor named Al.

“Whatever, not my fault that guy had such a hard head.” Was the uncaring (and barely attentive) reply. The young alchemist hadn’t really broke his arm (though it was banged up enough Winry would at least scold him). His true reason for returning to Rush Valley was to see the girl he loved put on a ‘show’ for him.

The two brothers strolled through the streets and took in the sights. Ed was smart enough to hide his automail arm with his coat and glove, so as not to face the hyena like packs of automail mechanics. Soon they entered Garfiel’s shop, the coolness from the well shadowed entrance was a welcome to Ed’s sunbaked back.

“Hey guys, long time no see!” Came the greeting from the creamed skin girl Paninya, the girl with two automail legs.

“Hey Paninya, how are you?” Al asked, glad to see a good friend. The two engaged in conversation while Ed walked on.

“Hello there, big boy.” Said a rather feminine male voice. Ed cringed slightly as the effeminate form of Garfiel ran up to greet the alchemist.

“Uh, hi Garfiel, is Winry here?” Ed asked, not much interested in idle chit chat with the ‘fruity’ mechanic.

“Yep, she’s in the back.” The large man said, then joined in on the conversation between Al and Paninya.

Ed quickly dashed into the workshop, he spotted the girl of his dreams working away on something and carefully snuck up.

“Is that you, Garfiel?” Winry asked in a sing-song tone. A cute smile crept across her lips as she was well aware who was behind her.

“Nope.” Came the reply.

“Oh, if you’re a customer, I’ll be out in a moment. Just wait right there.” Said the working girl, giving her butt a seductive wiggle.

“Actually I think I’ll just step in and make myself nice and comfy!” Ed said, then gave Winry a light pinch on her butt, who squealed playfully before letting herself fall in his arm as he gave her a peck on the lips.

“So, here to have your arm fixed? Or were you expecting something else?” Winry asked, smiling as the two broke away from the kiss.

“Oh, I didn’t know there was a special.” Ed faked ignorance, looking around as though he was clueless. Winry grinned and stood up straight.

“Why, yes, and it’s a one day only deal. I’m offering a free ‘show’ to a lucky customer. And that just happens to be you!” She said playfully, then a rumble from her aching bowels cut the silence. Winry blushed as she held her tummy as it settled down again.

Then the talented mechanic left the room for a moment and asked her mentor to check with Dominic about something she ordered from him. Agreeing, Garfiel took Alphonse and Paninya along, who were both eager to see the Automail master’s grandson whom they helped delivered some time ago. Then Winry placed up the ‘CLOSED’ sign so no one would wander into the shop unwanted.

“Now that we have no ‘distractions’, should we start the show?” Asked the blonde haired girl, bending over in a manner that highlighted her sizable bosom and smiling in a way that could stun a man with love and lust. She looked towards Ed, who was seated on the couch in the waiting room.

“Whenever you’re ready.” Ed replied, returning the grin with a handsome smile that made Winry swoon.

She then smiled and began to slowly swing her body in a seductive manner. Humming, she started to wiggle her slender form to and fro as she danced in front of the boy she was in love with. Winry’s heart was beating like a drum as she playfully caressed her body, cupping her chest and thighs. Then she turned around and bent over, giving Ed a nice full view of her panties.

“I’m really liking this show!” Ed cried with joy, his nose was bleeding a little as Winry slowly stood up straight and continued her dance. Then she did something that took the young alchemist by surprise, Winry tugged down her panties, all the while keeping her bodily gyrations consistent. She tossed the cotton bundle towards Ed, who was now totally infatuated with show going on.

Winry continued to gyrate her hips and caress herself in front of Ed, who was giving a ‘standing ovation’ of sorts for the show being presented. Then she turned around once more and teasingly flashed her exposed bottom.

“Oh, I can feel it trying to come out...” She said, sighed breathlessly as she felt her anus tense. She kept teasing with rising her skirt and showing her bare butt, then added a touch when she pushed. The thick nose of hard turd turtle headed from her exposed hole, her cheeks slightly spreading as the log tried to push out. Then with all the willpower she could muster, Winry pulled the log back into her rectum.

Ed nearly fell off the couch from this sight, he knew Winry was great at putting on a show, but never did he imagine she’d do something so adult. Then Winry suddenly stopped as a cramp hit her.

“Owww. I think upset the balance.” She moaned, it would seem so. Her bowels had assumed she was releasing her hold and started to kick things into gear by cramping up like nothing she ever had before. The log tip emerged again, and it took all of Winry’s will to hold it at bay.

“Not yet, I was ready yet!” She argued, her tummy knotting up in disagreement. Winry had planned to end the show later and would ask Ed how she should go about taking a dump, but it seemed that plan could be crossed off the list.

“Hurry, let’s get into the bathroom.” Ed stood up and tried to guide Winry towards the toilet. She walked at an awkward pace, the nearly emerged log stubbornly trying to exit her delicate hole.

“I can’t move, if I try to, it’ll come out.” Winry stuttered these words, her control over the log waning gradually. The log pushed out, and her shapely cheeks spread the further it came.

“Yes you can, now move.” Ed encouraged her, then pushed open the door to the bathroom.

Just then, an immense cramp hit Winry and she groaned. A crackling noise filled their ears and Winry froze in place, her eyes going vacant for a moment as the log forcibly pushed itself from out her body and splatted onto floor. This was the signal for her bottom to begin dispensing it’s pent up contents and Winry waddled as fast as possible towards the toilet as another log started to emerge. She hovered over the bowl as the second log fell and landed at the foot of the bowl, closely followed by a third that grew to a foot in length and broke in sections. One chunk landed on the rim of the bowl while another just short of the water and the rest in the water itself.

“Well, I hope you’re enjoying this. While it’s not quite what I planned, it’s certainly exciting.” Winry said, sighing with relief as she emptied more poop into the toilet.

“It was wonderful. And hopefully we can see the ‘original ending’ next time.” Ed grinned and watch intently as Winry expelled an immense amount of poop. Several logs of varying length and size fell from her petite form. Soon she was empty and blasted a resounding fart that signaled the end of the dump.

“Phew, that was quite a workout. Guess I’m gonna need to work on pulling it back in.” She said, a twinkle in her eyes as she looked back at Ed. She then looked around at the floor, where two of her logs had came to rest.

“My, I’ve been a bad girl. Haven’t I?” Winry asked in a playful tone, then faked a look of shame and stared at Ed like she was some naughty child.

“I couldn’t agree more.” Ed replied, then he embraced the young mechanic, careful to not step in her poop as he gave her a kiss. Then indicated for her to bend over the tank slightly as he wiped her dirty hole for her. Once Winry was clean, they picked up her fallen logs and placed them in the bowl. Once the floor was spotless and clean again, they flushed away the contents of Winry’s ass.

“I gotta say, that was one great show. I hope there’ll be more.” Ed said, acting like a movie goer hopeful of a sequel. He and Winry both sat on the couch and held hands as he made this statement.

“Oh there will be. I can guarantee you of that!” Winry assured before hugging Ed tightly, who gently laid down with her. The two kissed passionately, then quietly napped together.

The following day, Garfiel and the others returned and Winry said her goodbyes to Ed. She screamed a warning about keep his automail in shape or else, no one would expect this to be a simple ruse to throw off any suspicion of her and Ed’s previous time together.

Ed would later write down in his journal about the experience. He used his own patented method of coding his doings in the form of a travel log, that way, Al nor anyone in the military would know about what wondrous sights he beheld.

At least he thought so, until a Riza Hawkeye deciphered his message; but that is a tale for another day...


The End. Till next time at least!