PAIRING: Ling/Alphonse (both as a girl and as a boy)
RATING: NC-17 overall, but this chapter is R
WARNINGS: Overall, non-consensual sex, sexism, molestation (in large numbers), gender-bending, etc
AL'S GENDER IN THIS CHAPTER: FEMALE (this fic consists of half-and-half Al as a boy and as a girl)
BETA: circe67, thank you!
SUMMARY: How do you treat a piece of flesh offered up from a foreign land if you have never been trained in morality?
Previous chapter here
Truth be told, Ling never thought that there was a reason for him to go to the medical council’s quarters, especially when he was not ill. Hell, he avoided that place even if he was ill, choosing instead to rely on Old Fu’s herbal knowledge to get him medicine. Ling personally did not trust the medical council or the royal pharmacists, for they were mostly members of the higher-ranking tribes, endorsed by the richer and older princes. He did not trust them to not slip something that would upset the balance of the herbal brew and send him into catatonic shock.
Still, he followed the medical council’s staff as they escorted the girl from the grand hall to their quarters, curious to see how they will examine her. He wanted to see if she really was carrying both sexual organs (which would be a bit gross, but he was morbidly fascinated) or if she was really just another Amestrian girl. He scooted about the courtyard of the council’s quarters, waiting for them to all enter their examination hall, and then stood around for another ten minutes or so before pretending to be suffering from a massive stomachache and stumbling into their examination hall.
The sight that greeted him, however, made his false nausea true.
Whatever the medical staff was doing seemed more like molestation than actual examination. They had the girl seated on the examination table, sure, but that seemed to be where the examining protocol ended. One of the staff members, a taller one by the name of Liu, stood behind her at the edge of the table, his hands fondling her breasts, seemingly looking for lumps, but more than apparently just lingering on certain areas for pleasure. His labored breathing in her ear did not seem very professional, either. As she moaned and murmured words of protest, Liu turned his interest to her nipples, saying in hushed tones that a lot of times lumps were not detected because people thought it was a part of the nipple, and proceeded to exploit that excuse. His fingers first flicked at those pink nipples until they stood erect, then he rubbed the balls of his two forefingers on her areola in a circular motion, causing her to mutter something more in her slurred voice, sounding more disturbed than before. Liu ignored her and began to pinch at her one nipple, pulling her breast out to test how it was attached and how well it bounced when he finally released it, despite how much she cried out during the ordeal. Then he moved his hand to the underside of her breast to make sure that they were not attached by surgical means, though he did more squeezing than necessary, again.
If that was not bad enough, as two attendants held her hands down, the head of the medical council, Guo, pried the girl’s legs open and ordered for two more attendants to hold them open. He then proceeded to put on surgical gloves and poke and prod at the soft fold of skin between her legs. The girl cried out, her foggy eyes widening at the intrusion, struggling meekly against her captors. Guo only seemed to be more fascinated by her reaction and delved his fingers deeper into her, pouring some lubrication (a bit too late) to allow for better entrance. He bent lower to examine her more closely, his fingers prying the skin around her vagina open to study her. His fingers made a scissoring motion inside her, producing some extremely lewd, wet sounds that sent shocks to Ling’s groin, accompanied by the girl’s soft moans as she was probed and fondled. Then, to make matters worse, Guo’s other hand rubbed at her clitoris in a circular motion until she began to whimper. She finally screamed in objection when her body began to shiver and buck in an unwanted orgasm and when they saw her shudder like that, the men released her, pulled their probing fingers out and flipping her onto her stomach to examine her anus, her breasts pressing painfully against the cold examination table when they held her down. As they turned her over, she caught sight of Ling and whimpered, almost pitifully, her face now looking directly towards him.
That would be the first and the last time she asked for help from him.
It was her call for help that the medical council drew their attention towards Ling, some of them looking as though they were children caught with hands in the cookie jar. In fact, the attendants were so abashed by being seen holding the girl down that they immediately pulled their hands back, hiding them behind their backs. The girl took the chance and attempted to run, but her drowsiness only managed to let her crash to the floor in a heap; wherein she proceeded to curl up, covering her breasts by crossing her one arm over them and then covering herself with one hand between her legs. She looked absolutely pitiful physically, but the way her eyes glared up at the people around her, with absolute defiance towards humiliation and absolute hatred burning inside, she struck a cord within Ling. This was indeed a man inside a woman’s body; something that was originally a man. Only a man can make a face like that, even when heavily sedated. He wondered if her cry for help had been an effect of the drug paired up with her orgasm.
“What was the point of that?” Ling asked finally to the council. The girl still shivered on the ground due to her nakedness; the only thing that covered her was the blanket of her long hair. He pulled his red jacket off and threw it over her shoulders. She twitched as it touched her skin.
“Twelfth Prince, what are you doing in here?” Liu asked, not quite happy that he was found with a pair of breasts in his hands even though he had a wife and children.
“I felt like puking,” Ling stated flatly, which was mostly true. He glanced down at the girl who was still covering herself with her hands and not actually using the garment he gave her. Was it pride? Pride as a man? He wanted her all the more now.
“We were testing to see if her female functions were real and not the work of some surgery,” Guo explained half-heartedly. It would not do for him to defy the questioning of a prince, “She would not reach orgasm if they were not real.”
“What are you doing with her during the month that she is here before she reverts back into a man to prove what she is an alchemic accident? Keep her here and continue to do lewd acts to her disguised as medical examinations?” Ling asked, approaching the group. They backed up as he did, for he was famous in the court for being a spontaneous and dirty fighter, “You disgust me.” He walked over to the girl on the ground and lifted her up, though with a bit of a struggle from her end.
“Where are you taking her, Twelfth Prince?” Liu asked, coming forth in an attempt to defend their territory.
“I’m just going to take her back to my chambers to make sure that she can hopefully sleep on a bed with her clothes on at night,” Ling replied, his face contorted in a horrible grimace towards the group, “I will talk to Father about it. I’m sure he will understand.”
He did not wait for their answer, their protests, or their threats of power as he whisked the girl away, shivering, and clinging to no one but herself.