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For many years Hungary had been the first one awake in the house. To be fair, it wasn't usually by much; Hungary usually only managed to get dressed and brush her hair before she heard Austria stir in bed. But even so, being the first awake every morning did have its advantages. For one, she was fully awake while everyone else was still yawning and rubbing their eyes. She also got to set the pace for the day, since most of the house's inhabitants (except Austria, since he always marched to his own beat anyways) followed along with however she was feeling. The best advantage, though, was that she got to be the first to react to any strange occurrences. And today she was definitely in for a strange occurrence.
Hungary had been enjoying the soft chirping of the birds outside of the bathroom window while she brushed her hair, but that serenity was rather abruptly disturbed by a blood-curdling scream.
In a flash Hungary had flung open the bathroom door, and she ran down the hallway to her bedroom. The sound had come from there, and that meant that there was only one person it could have been. That person never screamed like that, either, so there had to be something wrong. When she reached the door she opened it, and with her voice full of worry she said, "Austria, what's wro-"
She cut herself off as she saw exactly what the problem was, and she couldn't help but stare. And stare. And stare some more. And then, finally, her dumbstruck look was replaced by a small smile. And then that smile grew into a grin, and it was accompanied by a laugh. This situation was far too funny to NOT laugh at. After all, it wasn't every day that a fair maiden's husband was suddenly a wife.
Austria, however, wasn't as amused as his (or her?) wife was. "This isn't funny," she snapped.
That didn't stop Hungary's laughter, though. By now it had developed into a gut-busting laughter, and she had to lean against the door frame in order to keep from falling over. By now some of the servants had gathered in the hallway, and they were curious about what was going on. Clearly it was nothing serious, as Hungary wouldn't be laughing if it were. In fact, if anything bad had happened, Hungary would have grabbed the spear from the suit of armor in the hallway near her bedroom and taken care of any intruders. (And in this case 'taken care of' means 'running at them and impaling them with such force that they fall through the window and down the two stories to the ground') So, with a crisis adverted, the servants were just left with their curiosity. One of the maids finally approached Hungary and said, "Is everything alright?"
At the sound of the maid's voice, Austria dove down underneath the covers. Hungary figured that it was because Austria didn’t want anyone to see her like that. It would be difficult to explain, to say the least. So, Hungary decided to help out her poor husband, and she waved off the maid while saying, “It’s fine, it’s fine. Don’t worry about it.”
The maid nodded, and she turned back to her fellow servants and started to shoo them away. Hungary was definitely glad that everyone here was willing to leave them be. A little privacy now was definitely what they needed. Hungary stepped into the bedroom, shutting the doors behind her, as she said, “It’s alright, they’re gone now.”
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As for Austria, she just sighed and said, “I’m not sure. Last night everything was normal, and now I’m like this.”
Hungary hadn’t noticed anything out of the ordinary that morning, either. Then again, they had many thick and fluffy blankets on their bed, so it was difficult to notice anything different underneath them. “Can you think of any reason for this?”
“No,” Austria said, “I have not heard of anything like this happening before. Then again, we are shaped by how our people feel about us, so it is possible that enough people pictured me as…As this.”
So she was embarrassed to say it. Hungary couldn’t help but giggle at how cute Austria was being. That earned her a frown from Austria, but she didn’t care. Instead she just said, “Well, I guess you’re stuck like that for now.”
“That thought isn’t encouraging. I would prefer to be back to my normal, MALE appearance.” Austria’s tone made it clear that he wasn’t in the mood to play about this.
“Oh come on,” Hungary said playfully, “You don’t know how long this will last, so you should enjoy it!”
“I don’t see what’s so enjoyable about all of this.”
Hungary found herself grinning again. This grin was a little different than the previous one, though. It was almost mischievous in nature, and it made Austria feel a little wary. She sat up in the bed and raised an eyebrow at Hungary’s grin, and Hungary just said, “Oh, there’s a lot that can be enjoyable. Want me to show you?”
There was a lot to do that day. Austria had a meeting in the afternoon, and there was a lot of work to do outside of that. And they had been married long enough that Austria had to know that those words were usually followed by some new kinky act that Hungary had picked up in a book. But even so, she ended up saying, “Alright, show me.”
That was the cue Hungary had been looking for. She climbed up on the bed and crawled over to Austria, stopping just in front of her. With her kneeling and Austria sitting down, they were about the same height. So, looking Austria in the eyes, Hungary said, “Don’t worry, I’ll make it feel good.”
Those words were laced with sexual undertones, and they made Austria shiver. Hungary giggled again and leaned forward and kissed Austria lightly on the lips, and Austria returned the kiss. That one chaste kiss was followed by a second, and then a third, and then Hungary moved in and, balancing her weight on one arm, placed a hand behind Austria’s head and pulled her in for a more passionate kiss. But she couldn’t stay like that for long, so she scooted up into Austria’s lap properly, sitting up and kissing her even more. Her kisses didn’t stay just on Austria’s lips, though. Soon Hungary brought her mouth down to Austria’s neck, kissing that one sweet spot on her neck that always made her moan in pleasure.
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“I was a man all those times,” Austria protested, and she fidgeted a little as Hungary pulled her shirt off. As soon as she was topless she moved to cover her breasts with her arms, but Hungary put a gentle hand on her arm to stop her. To that Austria said, “Do you have to look?”
“I don’t complain when you look at me,” Hungary said simply as she gazed down at Austria, “Besides, you look very lovely.”
She wasn’t lying either. Even though Austria had changed, Hungary still found her very attractive. Her skin was softer than she remembered Austria having before, but it wasn’t an unwelcome change. And though the breasts were something very new for Hungary to see on someone else, they still looked very nice. (But Austria’s breasts weren’t quite as big as her own, and for some reason Hungary took pride in that.) Hungary reached down and cupped one of them, and she heard Austria take in a sharp breath. She let her hand trail down Austria’s side, brushing against another one of Austria’s sweet spots and getting a pleasant shiver out of the boy-turned-girl in return. And Hungary couldn’t help but smile at that, too. Even though he was now a she, Austria was still Austria. This was familiar territory, and Hungary knew just how to get the best responses out of her lover.
Hungary had never been with a woman before, but she was very familiar with the female anatomy. She had explored her own body several times before, and she knew how it worked. It wouldn’t be too difficult to take that knowledge and use it on Austria. Instead of staying on top of Austria like this, she coaxed Austria onto her side and slid in behind her, spooning with her. Once again her hand found its way to Austria’s breast, and she massaged it gently as she kissed the back of Austria’s neck. That earned some encouraging noises from Austria, and Hungary laughed softly against Austria’s neck.
But Austria was starting to get impatient. Of course, she didn’t tell Hungary to hurry up. Austria never said anything like that. But Hungary could tell by the way Austria was acting. Her breathing was picking up, and she was holding onto the blankets. At first it was only a loose grip, but her grip suddenly tightened as Hungary’s hand slipped down from her breast and into her boxers. “Hungary!”
“Relax,” Hungary said as she massaged Austria’s crotch. She was only touching the outside right now, though, moving her hand slowly over it again and again. “Just relax. And don’t squeeze your legs together so tightly, either.”
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Maybe it was because Hungary was just rubbing along the folds of skin instead of putting them in. But even that felt oh so wonderful. Austria could feel Hungary’s fingers carefully and tenderly explore her private parts, running along things that Austria didn’t even know the names of. It was almost like Hungary was looking for something, though Austria wasn’t sure what it was. But she became very aware of what Hungary was doing when she felt Hungary’s fingers brush up against a spot further up. A very pleasant feeling shot up through Austria’s body, and she pushed up against Hungary’s hand as she bit back a cry of pleasure.
That made Hungary smile again, and she ran her fingers over that spot again and again, each time earning a similar response from Austria. Then Hungary changed her movements, and her fingers slid away from that spot and further down. At first Austria was annoyed by the lack of pressure to that spot, but her attitude changed pretty quickly when she felt Hungary’s fingers slide inside of her. It was a shock unlike anything she had felt before. Hungary, her wife, had her fingers inside of her. That thought alone was amazing, but actually feeling her fingers move in and out of her vagina was practically mind-blowing. And then Austria felt Hungary reach up with her thumb and start rubbing that spot again, all while still moving her fingers, and it felt positively euphoric.
Already Austria could feel the beginnings of an orgasm, but it felt much different than she was used to. As a man, the build up to an orgasm had always been quick. But as a woman, it was much slower. But even though it was slower, it felt much more intense. But even though Austria’s body was practically begging for release, Austria still didn’t say anything. That’s not the kind of person she was. She always just quietly enjoyed the feeling, preferring silence to the strange noises a person could make. Hungary never minded that, either. It was just how Austria was. But when Austria’s body finally shuddered with the waves of an orgasm, and Hungary felt Austria’s vagina contract around her fingers, Austria managed to surprise her greatly by gasping out, “Oh Hungary…”
It was a first for Austria. Never had she said something in a moment of passion like that. And as her body shook with the continued shock of orgasm (which, Austria noted pleasantly, lasted much longer than any orgasm she had as a man), Austria panted softly against the pillow, and when it was done she found herself thinking ‘that was amazing.’ Then Hungary nuzzled her cheek against Austria’s neck, and Austria tilted her head back so that they could kiss.
For some time after that they both just laid there, neither saying anything nor doing anything other than staying close. Finally it was Hungary who spoke, and in a soft voice she said, “Well? Do you think there’s anything enjoyable about being a girl?”
Austria scowled, and she looked away as she grumbled something that sounded suspiciously like, “I suppose so.”
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I especially appreciate Hungary's laughter in response to the situation; it seemed very IC.
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