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Fullmetal Alchemist › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
Chapters:
10
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2,393
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18
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Ed With Boobs
DISCLAIMER:
OBVIOUSLY I DON’T OWN FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST, OR ELSE ROY AND ED WOULD BE LONG OUT OF THE CLOSET AND HUGHES (SNIFF SNIFF) WOULD SOOOOOOOOOOOO NOT BE DEAD. I DO NOT PROFIT MONETARILY FROM THIS CREATIVE GENIUS OF MINE, MORE\'S THE PITY. THE ONLY CHARACTERS THAT I DO OWN (OR ARE ON LOAN FROM THE OWNER) ARE ISIRIUS (MINE) AND MOON (MY BETA). IF YOU NEED TO BLAME SOMEONE FOR ANY OF THE CONTENT IN THIS STORY PLEASE WRITE TO: CAT THE HENTAI MUSE C/O FYRNISIS@HOTMAIL.COM. HE PROBABLY WON\'T ANSWER THOUGH. HE HATES BEING WOKEN UP.
Isirius: Ok… so I’ve had serious writers block for a while- my wiccan friends tell me it’s cause there’s some kind of void around the city I live in. All I know is that my muse has been on vacation. So props to Moon who took me out the road and dumped me in glacier water. Invigoratingly cold… there was ice only five feet away. But it worked and my creative juices are flowing yet again… that or I have hypothermia.
Moon: (cackles from the void)
Isirius: So now I’m back with more delicious plot…
Roy: Delicious? Do I get to eat Ed yet?
Isirius: Soon darling, first we need to get him out of the padded room in the back. He didn’t take too well to the teddy Havoc tried to squeeze him into.
Moon: ( holds out matching slippers.)
Isirius: Oh, put those away. He’s babbling enough already.
Al: Well maybe if you’d left him some of his dignity- brother’s lost so much already he doesn’t need you-
Maes: Oh come on Al, you know you want to see him in that cute tea dress I bought
Elysia.
Al: … Will he have one of those umbrella things?
Isirius: Parasol hun. And do you want white or pink?
(The door to the back room comes flying off its hinges)
Ed: LEAVE MY LITTLE BROTHER OUT OF YOUR DELUSIONS YOU SICK FREAKS!
All: (silently staring)
Isirius: Umm… Ed kun? You might want to put a shirt on. And will someone grab Roy a bib?
Roy: Wha… What size are those?
Isirius: 38 double D.
Moon: (cackles)
(insert standard disclaimer here)
WARNING: I’m throwing out a few anatomical terms in here, but I’m nowhere near a doctor so if I’m not using them right… oh well, it’s fiction.
Chapter 5: Ed With Boobs
(going back in time a few years)
Two weeks after the transmutation that brought Al back to the flesh, he and Winry got on a train to Central. Al didn’t want to waste any time that could be spent finding a “cure” for his brother, and it was agreed that it was unwise to travel on his own in his youthful condition.
Ed spent that time recuperating. He couldn’t help wishing he was in Central to see Mustangs face when he read his letter. The bastard would probably turn purple. Unfortunately, that was…
“SO not going to happen, nobody from Central will EVER see me in this condition, most ESPECIALLY not that god forsaken no good bastard I don’t even want to think his name it’s so horrible COLONEL. Ah, sorry… GENERAL. Can’t forget that. And whose work got him there? And now what do I have to show for it? BOOBS! That’s right people, the Full Metal Alchemist has breasts! Why not just set up a booth in the front yard and sell tickets. Hey, at least I’d have a job then… now all we need are dog boy and the snake lady and we’re set!” Ed smashed his fist down on the table, the automail making the already banged up workbench shudder.
“Ed, you break that table and I’ll make you build a new one by hand.” Grandma Pinako growled at the… um… boy. After all the things she had witnessed in her lifetime, she still couldn’t quite come to grips with the changes Ed was undertaking. His already softly effeminate face had become ever softer, his lips gaining a pouty fullness and his eyes a slight up-tilt, making him easily one of the most beautiful boys she’d ever seen. His hips had widened a few inches giving him a gentle sway when he walked, and his chest had been swelling steadily for the past two weeks he had been recovering. So far he was verging on a c-cup and showed no signs of slowing down. His new looks being what they were and his height having not improved much in the last years, he’d taken on a very fey look. It was almost possible to picture him sitting in a wild garden surrounded by gentle wildlife..
“Why the hell do they keep growing?!?”
… Almost.
Ed was starting to feel desperate. Ever since Al had dragged him up those stairs his body had been fluxing continuously. His waist had shrunk while his chest had grown, and the x-rays the doc had taken had shown some organs that really shouldn’t have been there… At least he didn’t have any new holes… And thank you GOD he hadn’t lost his most preciously prized possession. He would probably have committed suicide the second he had woken up if there hadn’t been a penis there to greet him. Then again, he might just end the misery anyway. WHAT the HELL was going on with his body?! He still couldn’t figure out what could have possibly gone wrong with the transmutation.. ‘cause something had DEFINITELY gone wrong.
*
A week later Ed got the shock of his life. It all started when, the day before “the shock“, he started getting a stomach-ache. Which then turned into a minor pulsing of pain. Which eventually became full blown cramps. The doctor was called and he took a few more x-rays.
Apparently those organs that shouldn’t have been there were now definitely there and had attached themselves somehow to his anus, the muscles of which had contorted and now served a dual purpose in mimicking a vagina. The Uterus that had grown was now attached a few centimeters above the prostate but had, in an ingenious move by nature, also developed the ability to close itself off from the anus so as to avoid anything going the wrong way. Also, both ovaries had finished their development and sat ready and waiting to do their job. In plain terms, Ed had developed into a full-fledged hermaphrodite.
The doctor, naturally was stumped, but that didn’t keep Ed’s body from doing what comes naturally… the ovaries when developed had proceeded to function a while prior by releasing a single egg into the developed uterus, but since it hadn’t been fertilized it was now time for it to be discharged and that brings us to…
“What the FUCK is happening to me!!!” Grandma Pinako cringed as she listened to Ed bellow between the cramps. Having gone through “the change” years ago and Winry long past puberty, she had somehow forgotten how bad the first time was. And knowing Ed there would be a lot more where that came from. She had woken at 5:40 that morning when Ed had screamed after seeing the blood on his sheets, and the morning had just gotten worse from there.
Ed sat in the rocking chair by the window with blankets wrapped around him and a towel stuck between his cheeks, sipping water and trying to keep from crying with every cramp that twisted his abdomen. Grandma Pinako had run in when he yelled and seen the blood and what she told him just couldn’t possibly be possible… he was a guy and guys didn’t bleed like that… and then she had given him some pain killers and said to sit… and how could this be happening?
Just as he felt another cramp rip through, he saw the sun gleam off of something outside from the corner of his eye. As soon as it passed he looked out the window, straight at Armstrong and five other men in uniform. That’s when it hit home. All the pain, the mental torture, just the overall unfairness of his entire situation finally pushed him over that edge of reason and rage. Without thinking, his hands came together and palms hit the wall in front of him. He was so focused on what he wanted that the energy of the transmutation doubled and the dirt bath he had fleetingly thought of turned into a full fledged monsoon, engulfing the soldiers and carrying them away from the house to depositing them in a dirt encrusted heap.
When Grandma Pinako rushed into Ed’s room after hearing the noises outside she saw one of the most frightening sights of her life.
Ed was grinning.
OBVIOUSLY I DON’T OWN FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST, OR ELSE ROY AND ED WOULD BE LONG OUT OF THE CLOSET AND HUGHES (SNIFF SNIFF) WOULD SOOOOOOOOOOOO NOT BE DEAD. I DO NOT PROFIT MONETARILY FROM THIS CREATIVE GENIUS OF MINE, MORE\'S THE PITY. THE ONLY CHARACTERS THAT I DO OWN (OR ARE ON LOAN FROM THE OWNER) ARE ISIRIUS (MINE) AND MOON (MY BETA). IF YOU NEED TO BLAME SOMEONE FOR ANY OF THE CONTENT IN THIS STORY PLEASE WRITE TO: CAT THE HENTAI MUSE C/O FYRNISIS@HOTMAIL.COM. HE PROBABLY WON\'T ANSWER THOUGH. HE HATES BEING WOKEN UP.
Isirius: Ok… so I’ve had serious writers block for a while- my wiccan friends tell me it’s cause there’s some kind of void around the city I live in. All I know is that my muse has been on vacation. So props to Moon who took me out the road and dumped me in glacier water. Invigoratingly cold… there was ice only five feet away. But it worked and my creative juices are flowing yet again… that or I have hypothermia.
Moon: (cackles from the void)
Isirius: So now I’m back with more delicious plot…
Roy: Delicious? Do I get to eat Ed yet?
Isirius: Soon darling, first we need to get him out of the padded room in the back. He didn’t take too well to the teddy Havoc tried to squeeze him into.
Moon: ( holds out matching slippers.)
Isirius: Oh, put those away. He’s babbling enough already.
Al: Well maybe if you’d left him some of his dignity- brother’s lost so much already he doesn’t need you-
Maes: Oh come on Al, you know you want to see him in that cute tea dress I bought
Elysia.
Al: … Will he have one of those umbrella things?
Isirius: Parasol hun. And do you want white or pink?
(The door to the back room comes flying off its hinges)
Ed: LEAVE MY LITTLE BROTHER OUT OF YOUR DELUSIONS YOU SICK FREAKS!
All: (silently staring)
Isirius: Umm… Ed kun? You might want to put a shirt on. And will someone grab Roy a bib?
Roy: Wha… What size are those?
Isirius: 38 double D.
Moon: (cackles)
(insert standard disclaimer here)
WARNING: I’m throwing out a few anatomical terms in here, but I’m nowhere near a doctor so if I’m not using them right… oh well, it’s fiction.
Chapter 5: Ed With Boobs
(going back in time a few years)
Two weeks after the transmutation that brought Al back to the flesh, he and Winry got on a train to Central. Al didn’t want to waste any time that could be spent finding a “cure” for his brother, and it was agreed that it was unwise to travel on his own in his youthful condition.
Ed spent that time recuperating. He couldn’t help wishing he was in Central to see Mustangs face when he read his letter. The bastard would probably turn purple. Unfortunately, that was…
“SO not going to happen, nobody from Central will EVER see me in this condition, most ESPECIALLY not that god forsaken no good bastard I don’t even want to think his name it’s so horrible COLONEL. Ah, sorry… GENERAL. Can’t forget that. And whose work got him there? And now what do I have to show for it? BOOBS! That’s right people, the Full Metal Alchemist has breasts! Why not just set up a booth in the front yard and sell tickets. Hey, at least I’d have a job then… now all we need are dog boy and the snake lady and we’re set!” Ed smashed his fist down on the table, the automail making the already banged up workbench shudder.
“Ed, you break that table and I’ll make you build a new one by hand.” Grandma Pinako growled at the… um… boy. After all the things she had witnessed in her lifetime, she still couldn’t quite come to grips with the changes Ed was undertaking. His already softly effeminate face had become ever softer, his lips gaining a pouty fullness and his eyes a slight up-tilt, making him easily one of the most beautiful boys she’d ever seen. His hips had widened a few inches giving him a gentle sway when he walked, and his chest had been swelling steadily for the past two weeks he had been recovering. So far he was verging on a c-cup and showed no signs of slowing down. His new looks being what they were and his height having not improved much in the last years, he’d taken on a very fey look. It was almost possible to picture him sitting in a wild garden surrounded by gentle wildlife..
“Why the hell do they keep growing?!?”
… Almost.
Ed was starting to feel desperate. Ever since Al had dragged him up those stairs his body had been fluxing continuously. His waist had shrunk while his chest had grown, and the x-rays the doc had taken had shown some organs that really shouldn’t have been there… At least he didn’t have any new holes… And thank you GOD he hadn’t lost his most preciously prized possession. He would probably have committed suicide the second he had woken up if there hadn’t been a penis there to greet him. Then again, he might just end the misery anyway. WHAT the HELL was going on with his body?! He still couldn’t figure out what could have possibly gone wrong with the transmutation.. ‘cause something had DEFINITELY gone wrong.
*
A week later Ed got the shock of his life. It all started when, the day before “the shock“, he started getting a stomach-ache. Which then turned into a minor pulsing of pain. Which eventually became full blown cramps. The doctor was called and he took a few more x-rays.
Apparently those organs that shouldn’t have been there were now definitely there and had attached themselves somehow to his anus, the muscles of which had contorted and now served a dual purpose in mimicking a vagina. The Uterus that had grown was now attached a few centimeters above the prostate but had, in an ingenious move by nature, also developed the ability to close itself off from the anus so as to avoid anything going the wrong way. Also, both ovaries had finished their development and sat ready and waiting to do their job. In plain terms, Ed had developed into a full-fledged hermaphrodite.
The doctor, naturally was stumped, but that didn’t keep Ed’s body from doing what comes naturally… the ovaries when developed had proceeded to function a while prior by releasing a single egg into the developed uterus, but since it hadn’t been fertilized it was now time for it to be discharged and that brings us to…
“What the FUCK is happening to me!!!” Grandma Pinako cringed as she listened to Ed bellow between the cramps. Having gone through “the change” years ago and Winry long past puberty, she had somehow forgotten how bad the first time was. And knowing Ed there would be a lot more where that came from. She had woken at 5:40 that morning when Ed had screamed after seeing the blood on his sheets, and the morning had just gotten worse from there.
Ed sat in the rocking chair by the window with blankets wrapped around him and a towel stuck between his cheeks, sipping water and trying to keep from crying with every cramp that twisted his abdomen. Grandma Pinako had run in when he yelled and seen the blood and what she told him just couldn’t possibly be possible… he was a guy and guys didn’t bleed like that… and then she had given him some pain killers and said to sit… and how could this be happening?
Just as he felt another cramp rip through, he saw the sun gleam off of something outside from the corner of his eye. As soon as it passed he looked out the window, straight at Armstrong and five other men in uniform. That’s when it hit home. All the pain, the mental torture, just the overall unfairness of his entire situation finally pushed him over that edge of reason and rage. Without thinking, his hands came together and palms hit the wall in front of him. He was so focused on what he wanted that the energy of the transmutation doubled and the dirt bath he had fleetingly thought of turned into a full fledged monsoon, engulfing the soldiers and carrying them away from the house to depositing them in a dirt encrusted heap.
When Grandma Pinako rushed into Ed’s room after hearing the noises outside she saw one of the most frightening sights of her life.
Ed was grinning.