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It started out as a completely normal day. Major Edward Elric, or otherwise known as the Fullmetal Alchemist, and Colonel Roy Mustang, the Flame Alchemist, were having their usual, everyday exchange. Right behind schedule, Edward had stormed into Roy Mustang's office with his customary air of haste and impatience, not to mention the slight disappointment at having come to another dead end with his search for the Philosopher's Stone. Roy, in return, began taunting the already stressed sixteen-year-old about his below average height. The only difference in today's routine was Mustang's approach. Instead of intentionally 'overlooking' Ed to stir up a tirade, Mustang directly commented on his small build. Little did the Flame Alchemist know that his creative remark would end in not one, but three ferocious blondes.
"Fullmetal, sometimes I think you're shorter than women. And that's saying something considering how short some females around here are. Even the attractive ones are—"
Ed replied as expected, "WHO ARE YOU CALLING SHORT?! AND AT LEAST I DON'T ACT LIKE WOMEN, YOU MORALLY-CHALLENGED COLONEL!!"
Roy had wanted to point out that Ed had just admitted he was short, but then Roy felt burning glares pierce his back. By the look on Ed's face, he noticed them too. Both men turned to the sources of the glowers. Their gazes landed on a vicious Riza Hawkeye and a fuming Winry Rockbell.
Winry had decided to come along with Ed and Al to visit her good friend Riza. She had no idea that she would find two military males insulting women. And, by the look of things, Riza shared her anger. Riza brought out her gun as Winry slipped out her wrench. Both females stepped toward the terrified Ed and Roy with menacing fury.
"Wait—wait!" Ed stammered. "I didn't mean what I said about Mustang acting like women. Women are better than that. I swear."
But it was no use. The duo of savage blondes was beyond the reach of understanding. Hawkeye aimed her gun at Mustang's head; Winry prepared to send her wrench rocketing toward Ed's forehead.
"Hawkeye... Hawkeye please calm yourself." Mustang backed away from the dangerous woman and her gun. "I was just teasing Ed."
"I don't give a damn if you tease Edward. It's when you drag comments on women in that I become concerned."
"I'd do anything! Please don't kill me!" Ed threw his hands up in defeat. It was mortifying to beg like this, but survival comes before dignity. Unfortunately, having never thought like a woman before, Ed did not realize exactly what catastrophe his words triggered inside the two women's minds.
A scheme was spawned inside Riza's and Winry's heads. It began to mature and mutate for the worse. The two females glanced at each other and wordlessly reached a conclusion. They lowered their weapons and smiled mischievously.
"You'd do anything? Then let's play a little game, shall we?" Winry asked sweetly, though the malicious pleasure behind her words was undeniable.
"Huh?" Ed and Roy asked in unison. They were clueless of how the two women calmed down so quickly, but they didn't like how easy it was.
Riza only confirmed their fears by adding, "Since you both think women are so beneath you, I think the two of you should experience first-hand how hard life as a lady really is."
"What?" Ed cocked an eyebrow. "What you're saying is impossible. We're not females."
"Not biologically, no. But that doesn't mean you can't be like one."
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Two months later, Edward Elric stood in front of the mirror in his hotel room. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He didn't want to believe it.
"Hell, no," he murmured to himself.
Winry squealed when she walked in. The blue dress she'd picked fitted just right. "Okay, so everything's set."
"Winry…" Ed looked at his friend with pleading eyes.
Ignoring that look, Winry handed Ed a page involving her and Riza's plan. "Just in case you think you can cheat…"
Ed looked at the sheet of paper. It read:
Contract:
Roy Mustang and Edward Elric will each be given two months, by which time, Riza Hawkeye and Winry Rockbell would be required to 'transform' each male into believable females. Then, each 'woman' would be given a new name. They must keep their appearance and identity secrete from others. They must also keep their appearance and identity for eight weeks. During that time, they must act, live, and be like everyday women. No exceptions.
(Riza Hawkeye and Winry Rockbell are given the permission to threaten, harm, or intimidate their 'client' if the client disobeys the contract.)
Signed:
Edward stared at the 'signed' space. Then he looked at Winry. "What's the meaning of that?"
"Oh," Winry said with a smirk. "I need your signature there. That way, if you get any ideas, Riza and I can just shove the contract in your face."
"Holy shit." Ed looked at his reflection once more. How the hell had this happened?
Winry stared at Edward. She had been excited to follow through with her strategy to get Ed to respect women. It hasn't even occurred to her until now that Ed would look good attired as a female. In the past two months, Winry had forced Ed to let his hair grow even longer. With surprising speed, the blonde's cascade of hair lengthened down his back and touched his waist. With his bang's gliding gracefully down each side of his face, Ed's face looked thinner and more refined. Ed's small stature also helped to build the very authentic look of a teenage girl.
Winry glanced up and down Ed's figure again. His dress garbed him marvelously and with more charm than Winry would've dared to anticipate. The dress held to him intimately and embraced his waist with surprisingly feminine likeness. It rippled elegantly around his thighs as he walked, which led to a troubling problem. The automail leg was obvious; it was the only taint in the female image. Winry sighed with disappointment, but she soon lightened up. Her efforts couldn't be wasted; the mechanical leg could be hidden.
"Here Ed," came the exasperated sigh, "change into these." Winry tossed Ed a pair of blue jeans and a black long-sleeve shirt. The girl normally loved automail and would've felt comforted that her major piggybank, Edward Elric, had two mechanic limbs. But at the moment, she found herself wishing the artificial appendages were gone.
With a second glance at Ed, Winry decided to give him more stuffing for his bra.
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Riza Hawkeye stared at her commander. Roy Mustang, in turn, was staring at the mirror. He had to admit, if that person in the reflection was a real woman, he would've bolted away as fast as his legs could carry him. He wasn't much of a looker as a female, so why was he being forced to do this?
Riza surveyed Roy again. She had to admit, he wasn't about to win any beauty prices soon. Riza preferred her commanding officer much more when he was clothed as a male. Hawkeye had often found herself staring at the man and was thwarted when Roy came out like this.
First of all, Mustang was just too well-built to be a lady. Second of all, the cold look Roy had on was not something attractive women used. And third of all, no matter how you looked at him, Roy Mustang just appeared to be a handsome guy.
Riza had nearly buried the Colonel with makeup, but he still looked like a striking male. Although as long as Roy still wore a woman's wardrobe, he would be recognized as a female.
The only bright side to this outcome was the lesson Roy would learn. Riza's intention from the start had been to teach Roy to see women as something more than just dolls to be used to satisfy his perverted needs; if he was forced to endure every insulting look thrown at him, the message would surely be drilled into his head. Then maybe he'll learn to be softer next time he turned down a date from a below-average-looking woman. Riza didn't want to see another gal bawl out her eyes over him.
I have no idea how this story came into my mind. I don't care if you think this was OOC. I don't care if you hate it. I'm going to continue this anyways. But that doesn't mean that encouraging reviews aren't needed!! Please review!!!
If you have any questions involving why Ed and Roy were allowed to take four months off to do this, please wait for my next chapter. XD
If you're mad at me for making Ed look beautiful while Roy looked dreadful, then please understand this. I thought it made sense. I mean, Roy must've turned down a few dozen women in his life, so I felt it would be a good lesson to learn on his part. And besides, can any of you imagine Roy as a female? Ed's girly image was easy for me to see because so many have done it already. But Roy Mustang? Nope. Never once have I seen him portrayed as a girl. I think I'm the only one insane enough to do this…Please don't report me to an asylum.