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It was really quite a lovely dress - green silk, reaching down to just above the knees of the wearer, with a cross-strap top and a silver pin resting where the straps met. There was a matching pair of shoes, too - high heels in a slightly deeper shade of green, with a peep toe. It was the sort of thing that would flatter any woman.
It was a shame that the intended wearer was male.
“…Poland, I’m not wearing this,” Lithuania stated flatly, turning to face his sometimes-boyfriend, who was already wearing a lovely tux.
Lithuania’s statement was met with a pout on the part of the blond man. “But, like, Liet, you said you’d wear whatever I wanted you to for this date, right? Well, this is what I want you to wear!” He gestured at the dress, drawing Lithuania’s attention back to the dress despite all his attempts to look away.
“I-I though you’d have a better idea of proper Polish formal wear for men! Not women! In case you haven’t noticed, Poland, I am male!”
“Oh, trust me, I noticed,” Poland replied, grinning as he drew a blush from the Lithuanian man. “But listen. We’ll actually, like, draw less attention this way, okay? Because, you know, two guys going out to a fancy restaurant together? Totally weird. A guy and a girl? Normal.”
“E-even if it’s true that we’d draw less attention - ” Which I doubt, Lithuania added internally, “A-aren’t you the one who enjoys crossdressing? I mean, I’ve never…” Well, other than the incident with Russia and the maid outfit, but that was one of those memories that Lithuania carefully locked away and tried to forget about.
“Well, excuuuse me for trying to, like, add spice and stuff to our relationship!” Poland’s pout was intense now. “From now on we’ll do it your way, okay, Mr. Boring? Jeez! I just thought it’d be fun!”
It was really hard for Lithuania to resist a pouting Poland. And he did have a point - they would stand out less, and it might be interesting to try it just once. And it wasn’t like he had brought a suit with him.
“…Just this once,” he said with a sigh, and watched Poland’s green eyes flare with excitement.
“Great! Everything you need’s on the bed, kay? You have to, like, wear everything!” For a moment there was an expression on Poland’s face that Lithuania couldn’t quite place - it looked like the sort of look Poland got when planning a prank on someone, but not quite - but then it had passed. It was probably just happiness at getting Lithuania into the dress, the brunette decided.
A moment later Poland had left, closing the door behind him, leaving Lithuania alone with the dress. The man stripped quickly, moving to study the assortment of items on the bed. A small set of makeup, a bracelet and necklace with jade set into them, pantyhose, and…
Lithuania stared at the bed, face slowly fading to beet red. Lying on the bed were what were clearly a bra and a pair of panties. To make matters worse, they were pink and ruffled. And there was no chance of getting out of this - he knew that Poland would check to make sure he really was wearing everything.
But there was nothing to be done, and so slowly Lithuania picked up the bra, studying it carefully. It was clearly designed to pad something that wasn’t there to begin with - it would provide him with a more than adequate set of cleavage. Blushing as he did so, he slowly slipped on the bra, fastening it closed. One humiliating step complete, on to the next.
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He did know that they were uncomfortable, once they were on. The bumps and lumps seemed to be all placed in awkward places, and there was a distinct sense that one of them was positioned just right to penetrate inside him a little. It was only going to get worse when he sat down. Still, there was still the fact that he knew nothing about panties. Maybe they were meant to do this. Or maybe it was some way to keep his figure controlled. He had no idea.
The pantyhose were somewhat less embarrassing, although only just, and once they were on the dress slid on over it. Lithuania added on the necklace and bracelet and slipped into the heels, tottering for a moment or two as he adjusted his balance. The outfit complete, he headed over to the mirror to handle his makeup -
And stared at the girl looking back at him for a long moment.
His face was naturally feminine enough that even without the makeup the illusion was complete. The dress somehow narrowed his waist and widened his hips just the slightest amount, the pantyhose and heels sculpted his legs, and the bra of course provided everything he needed on top. Lithuania could barely recognize himself as male. Poland was really an expert.
After a few moments of staring, he finally gave up on comprehending and just started to do his makeup. The mascara baffled him, but eventually he managed to figure out something that at least looked decent. The lipstick - pale pink - was much easier. Luckily, Poland had apparently realized how inexperienced Lithuania was and had chosen not to include more makeup beyond that. Lithuania wouldn’t have even known where to begin.
The outfit complete, he started across the bedroom, swaying just slightly on his heels. He was greeted in the hallway by Poland, who was grinning even more broadly than before. “You look great, Liet~!” The blond moved forward to link arms with Lithuania, nearly unbalancing the brunette. “So, you’re wearing everything, right~?”
“Y-yeah…” Lithuania replied, fighting down a slight blush.
Poland grinned at him again before running one hand down Lithuania’s ass, drawing a gasp from the currently-crossdressing man. “Okay, you pass. Let’s, like, get going!”
Lithuania found himself dragged towards the door, still stumbling on the heels. It was going to be a long night, he could tell already.
He didn’t realize just how long and interesting it would be.
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It really was a lovely restaurant - dimly-lit (something Lithuania considered a blessing), with ornate décor and gorgeous art on every walls. The colors tended toward reds and browns - earthly, almost sensual tones. A thousand flickering candles - one on each table and many on the walls - helped add to the ambiance.
Lithuania was too busy squirming in his seat to take notice. As he had suspected, sitting down only seemed to make the underwear even more uncomfortable, and part of it was very decidedly protruding inside of him. He would have to talk to Poland about his fashion choices later - he didn’t care what it did for the crossdressing illusion, he didn’t want to wear something this awkward.
Wait, he was thinking like he was ever going to crossdress again. That was something that had to be stopped quickly.
It was at least a small comfort that the restaurant was nearly empty. Even the few people there were paying no attention to the couple. Lithuania wasn’t sure one way or the other if it was a good thing that he passed as a woman so easily.
The waitress came over quickly, smiling as she looked over the seemingly-normal couple. “Good evening to you both. May I start you off with one of our many fine wines?”
Poland replied quickly, and the waitress nodded as she wrote down the order. A moment later her attention went to Lithuania. “And you, miss?”
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But before he could finish the order, a sudden strange sensation caught him off-guard. There… there was vibration and pleasure and oh god was there pleasure, something moving just inside him and something moving all around his rapidly-stiffening member and oh god it felt so good what was going on?!
The waitress was staring at him, so only Lithuania saw as Poland grinned and lifted up a small, silvery device with a row of buttons for a moment before lowering it back to his lap. A remote control of the sort Lithuania knew all too well from bedroom games - but this wasn’t the bedroom.
Lithuania was going to kill him for this.
Once he could think. Or move.
Somewhere outside the mixed world of pleasure and anger, the waitress was speaking, and Lithuania tried to focus on her, to ignore the movement. “Miss, are you okay…?” she asked, looking worried.
No, my boyfriend has me on a remote vibrator! part of Lithuania answered, while another part replied with the much more succinct mmmgodyesyesyes. However, he managed to force completely unrelated words out of his mouth, with effort. “A-ah, I’m fine… I-I’d like… like the c-chardonnay, please…”
The waitress nodded, still looking puzzled and concerned, and moved off with the orders. The moment she was away from the table, the vibrations abated, although the aftereffects stayed with him - he could feel himself pressing against the panties, rock-hard, and his breath still came short.
“W-what the hell are you doing?!” he hissed, keeping his voice low enough that they couldn’t be overheard.
“Like, I totally told you! I’m, like, spicing up the relationship!” There was that mischievous grin in full-force.
“This isn’t spicing up the relationship, this is getting us arrested for public indecency! And I can’t do this all night, Poland!”
“Oh, don’t worry, it won’t be all night.”
Lithuania allowed himself to relax a little.
“Just, like, when the waitress is around. And when I get bored.”
Well, there went the relaxation.
“Poland, we can’t-”
“Why not, Liet?” Poland grinned broadly at the brunette, leaning a bit across the table. “I know you’re, like, good enough to hide it, okay? And if you really don’t want it I can put away the remote and let you be, but you know, seeing you all flushed and panting like this, like, gets me really horny, and tonight we could totally do that one thing you like with the whipped-”
The last thing Lithuania needed to think about right now was the thing with the whipped cream. “A-alright, fine. W-we’ll keep this going. But if it gets to be too much I’m backing out, okay?”
“Alright! I totally knew you’d agree it was a great idea!” Poland grinned excitedly and leaned back in his chair. “Okay, now we just, like, wait for food…”
Dinner proceeded much as expected. Each time the waitress came by, Poland would turn on the vibration, leaving Lithuania to gasp his orders and leave the poor woman very visibly confused. But he learned to manage by focusing inwards, which meant, unfortunately, that he missed what, exactly, Poland ordered.
When it arrived, though, he decided for the second time that day that Poland was going to die.
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Part of his sense returned to him. Quiet or not, there were other people in the restaurant. He couldn’t just finish himself here, but he couldn’t let this go on. He had to get somewhere private - the bathrooms, so close, just had to make it there-
He leapt from his seat, dashing to the bathroom and ignoring the smirk Poland gave him as he left.
Good. The stalls were empty. He burst into one, not bothering to lock it behind him, too damn desperate to care any more. One hand fumbled to pull up the dress while the other moved for his member-
But a hand caught his wrist, and Lithuania looked back to see Poland smirking at him.
“Like, wrong restrooms, Liet. This is the men’s room,” the blonde taunted, grinning at Lithuania.
“P-Poland… Poland, please, I-I need to… I can’t…” Lithuania gasped in reply, his body involuntarily wriggling against the panties even now.
“Alright, alright. Just this once.” The stall door was closed with one hand, and then Poland was holding onto him, moving his hands over the silk of Lithuania’s dress, his mouth moving to suck on Lithuania’s neck. Lithuania moaned and writhed against the touches, too horny to even care about the amount of noise the two were making.
A hand traveled under the dress and suddenly there was a tug and the vibration was gone, but Lithuania was just as hard and just as horny and now he was lacking the stimulation of before. Poland replaced it quickly, though, starting to massage Lithuania’s member even as he continued to suck on the brunette’s neck.
Poland’s other hand was doing something, but Lithuania couldn’t see what and didn’t care, all his attention focused on moving against Poland’s hand, the pleasure it brought, the need for moremoremore. He only started to care when suddenly a lubricated finger entered him, drawing something that was half a gasp and half a moan from Lithuania’s lips. One became two and then three, with Poland thrusting them in and out in time with the motions of his other hand and of Lithuania’s hips-
But then the fingers were gone, replaced only a moment later by Poland, filling Lithuania and drawing out another loud moan. And from there it was sweat and motion and both of them moving in time together, and all that mattered was pleasure and pleasure together and it felt so good, better than any panties could be, better than anything could be. When they came, it was together, each crying the other’s name at the same moment.
In the aftermath, both slumped against the stall walls, panting for breath, still flushed. Lithuania was the first to speak as he slowly noticed the sticky spot starting to congeal on his dress and the fact his pantyhose were a ruined bunch at his ankles, the panties still vibrating softly just above them.
“P-Poland?”
“Yeah, Liet?”
“Next time, you’re wearing the dress.”
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Just... wow. This fic. So much love for this. <3
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