Alphonse Panties
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 9
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
This was weird. This was so very, very weird. Alphonse Elric had been thinking that ever since he was placed in the dark, small box. Before he had been shipped out he had just been thought his brother was either crazy or stupid, maybe both. Al usually trusted and loved his brother more then anyone, but even he could acknowledge that Ed came up with some strange plans. His latest one had reduced the boy trapped in a suit of armor into the boy trapped in a pair of panties.
Al was still trying to wrap his mind around Ed’s plan a day after he made the transfer. With the Homunculi watching them carefully, monitoring their every action as they searched for the Philosopher Stone, they needed someway to stay one step ahead of the artificial humans. Ed had been doing some research into Al’s blood seal and had discovered a way to transfer him from one object to another. The plan was to place him in something indiscrete and then send him to Winry until Ed could place him in a new armor body. It was Mustang that suggested underwear. No one would question a young man sending a close female friend and potential lover panties. Al still thought anything would be better, but Ed went through it and now he was a pair of panties. Hopefully this would end better then the human transmutation that ended up causing this whole mess in the first place.
Shoved inside a letter, Al waited to arrive at Winry’s place. Trapped in the dark envelope, he had little to do but test what he was capable in his cloth form. He couldn’t really move, just vibrate slightly. He certainly couldn’t speak, but his sense of vision seemed to be focused on the crotch of his new form. The biggest change was his sense of feeling. Because he was made of something soft instead of hard steel, he was incredible sensitive to everything. Even when Ed was holding him he had felt a tingle of pleasure from the soft hands holding him. It was embarrassing, but after years of feeling nothing in his armor it was nice to have that lost sensation back.
His long, dark journey home finally ended as the letter was ripped open and he saw light again. The cute, bewildered face of his childhood friend gazed down at Al as he left the letter. Al tried to speak, but was unable to do anything but watch as Winry kept staring at him for a bit longer, her face getting red. “I don’t believe it! Why would Ed possibly send me this?” Panic hit Al at the sight of Winry getting angry. He was vulnerable; if Winry decided to tear him up out of anger before reading the letter he was a goner. Luckily, Winry had more control over her temper, putting Al down beside her bed she looked at the letter that had come with her strange, slightly perverted gift.
“Ed had better have a damn good explanation for this,” she growled as she began reading the letter. Al waited, not sure how Winry would react when she learned what had happened to him. How should you act when you learn your childhood friend was underwear? Why couldn’t Ed have picked anything else, he’d rather be the letter Winry was holding then panties.
“I don’t believe this,” Winry said as she put up the letter and picked Al up. Al wish he could speak, tell Winry this was all Ed’s idea and he had nothing to do with any of it. Sighing, Winry rubbed her temple. “Stupid Ed. Why do you send someone a gift like this with a letter so badly written it’s unreadable. I keep telling him to improve his penmanship, but he never listens.”
Even if Al could talk right now, he’d be speechless. Winry couldn’t read his brother’s note, she had no idea that he was the panties and wouldn’t learn until Ed came to transfer him. For the next minute he just screamed ‘Stupid Brother!’ over and over again. Only Ed could get him into a situation like this. If he were lucky Winry would put him aside and when his brother arrived they could sort this whole thing out. He’d spend another day being treated like an object, but there was nothing he could do.
“I can’t believe Ed set me something like this, idiot,” she muttered softly, no anger in her voice just nervousness. Her blush remaining as she ran her thumb along the underwear, her mind going wild at what Ed might mean by this strange present. Al moaned as she rubbed him, her scarlet face hovering so close he could feel her hot breath wash over her. Winry looked adorably embarrassed, biting her lower lip as she wondered what to do. Al kept watching, seeing her play with the buttons on her overalls, as she seemed to be fighting over what to do with him. A crazy thought raced through Al’s mind, what if she put him on? But that would be crazy, she’d only do that if she liked Ed and that wasn’t true. Right?
Al was still trying to wrap his mind around Ed’s plan a day after he made the transfer. With the Homunculi watching them carefully, monitoring their every action as they searched for the Philosopher Stone, they needed someway to stay one step ahead of the artificial humans. Ed had been doing some research into Al’s blood seal and had discovered a way to transfer him from one object to another. The plan was to place him in something indiscrete and then send him to Winry until Ed could place him in a new armor body. It was Mustang that suggested underwear. No one would question a young man sending a close female friend and potential lover panties. Al still thought anything would be better, but Ed went through it and now he was a pair of panties. Hopefully this would end better then the human transmutation that ended up causing this whole mess in the first place.
Shoved inside a letter, Al waited to arrive at Winry’s place. Trapped in the dark envelope, he had little to do but test what he was capable in his cloth form. He couldn’t really move, just vibrate slightly. He certainly couldn’t speak, but his sense of vision seemed to be focused on the crotch of his new form. The biggest change was his sense of feeling. Because he was made of something soft instead of hard steel, he was incredible sensitive to everything. Even when Ed was holding him he had felt a tingle of pleasure from the soft hands holding him. It was embarrassing, but after years of feeling nothing in his armor it was nice to have that lost sensation back.
His long, dark journey home finally ended as the letter was ripped open and he saw light again. The cute, bewildered face of his childhood friend gazed down at Al as he left the letter. Al tried to speak, but was unable to do anything but watch as Winry kept staring at him for a bit longer, her face getting red. “I don’t believe it! Why would Ed possibly send me this?” Panic hit Al at the sight of Winry getting angry. He was vulnerable; if Winry decided to tear him up out of anger before reading the letter he was a goner. Luckily, Winry had more control over her temper, putting Al down beside her bed she looked at the letter that had come with her strange, slightly perverted gift.
“Ed had better have a damn good explanation for this,” she growled as she began reading the letter. Al waited, not sure how Winry would react when she learned what had happened to him. How should you act when you learn your childhood friend was underwear? Why couldn’t Ed have picked anything else, he’d rather be the letter Winry was holding then panties.
“I don’t believe this,” Winry said as she put up the letter and picked Al up. Al wish he could speak, tell Winry this was all Ed’s idea and he had nothing to do with any of it. Sighing, Winry rubbed her temple. “Stupid Ed. Why do you send someone a gift like this with a letter so badly written it’s unreadable. I keep telling him to improve his penmanship, but he never listens.”
Even if Al could talk right now, he’d be speechless. Winry couldn’t read his brother’s note, she had no idea that he was the panties and wouldn’t learn until Ed came to transfer him. For the next minute he just screamed ‘Stupid Brother!’ over and over again. Only Ed could get him into a situation like this. If he were lucky Winry would put him aside and when his brother arrived they could sort this whole thing out. He’d spend another day being treated like an object, but there was nothing he could do.
“I can’t believe Ed set me something like this, idiot,” she muttered softly, no anger in her voice just nervousness. Her blush remaining as she ran her thumb along the underwear, her mind going wild at what Ed might mean by this strange present. Al moaned as she rubbed him, her scarlet face hovering so close he could feel her hot breath wash over her. Winry looked adorably embarrassed, biting her lower lip as she wondered what to do. Al kept watching, seeing her play with the buttons on her overalls, as she seemed to be fighting over what to do with him. A crazy thought raced through Al’s mind, what if she put him on? But that would be crazy, she’d only do that if she liked Ed and that wasn’t true. Right?
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