Random One Shots

America x Russia girlxgirl

America was falling. He couldn't see anything. There was that feeling in his gut that he was falling. He felt sick. Like he was going to throw up. Suddenly he found himself blinking. Light coming into the room through a window. He sat up uncomfortably. This place was unlike anything he had ever seen.

He went to run his eyes and noticed his hands. They were tiny compared to normal. And they had bright pink nail polish. What the heck? He had never used nail polish before, and this was so nicely done. "What is happening?" His voice was so high, bit surpringly it brought a little sense of happiness in him. It took a lot of effort to not smile from that.

So, he, she maybe? America was in a female body now, and liked it much more than expected. Maybe, he could take on the female pronouns, but this was probably just a dream.

She got out of the bed she was in. America still didn't recognize any of her surroundings. She opened the door to the room cautiously. It didn't squeak as she exited and closed it quietly.

All her senses were heightened as she was nervous. Slowly she took a step forward down the hall. Quiet music was playing and she could hear a few voices. She noticed she didn't need to wear glasses in this world. Dreamworld. It felt too real to be a dream.

America pressed forward in her journey. As she got closer she could make out some of the words but had no clue who it was before they stopped.

"I think I heard someone. You stay here, I'll check the person we found." America's heart felt like it was going to explode. They knew she was there. She started booking it as she heard footsteps follow her, running as fast as she could...

Right into a wall. Before she knew it America was being carried by someone. It was gentle and comforting, yet America still wanted to fight. She didn't know who was holding her, she wanted to fight. She and flipped herself around something uncomfortable was squeezed on her chest. Tits. There was another squeak from somewhere on her. She had tits. She really was in a woman's body and it felt way better than America ever thought it could be.

As America recovered from her newfound shock and amazement at being in a woman's body, she heard a comforting female voice on her ear. "Relax. I'm not gonna hurt you. You'll get food soon." The voice was so...hot. It was comforting, yes, but also the tone and closeness made America's heart light up with joy once more. She felt her face get a bit red as she stopped fighting the hold. "That's a good girl." America felt her face flush more. Who was this person and why were they so hot?

America slowly felt herself be placed on a chair and looked up at the person who was holding her. Russia? He was a girl here? And she was gentle and kind? Nothing like the Russia she knew from before. Her face was still hot, probably her blushing. This world was too good to be true.

"Would you like some eggs and toast? Japan prepared some for us." Russia didn't smile which didn't surprise America but her tone was kind enough and America nodded quietly. "I'll get that then." America took the time Russia was out to think about what she knew of this world, making a list.

1. I'm a girl
2. Russia is a girl
3. Russia is nice
4. Tits are nice
5. Japan exists and cooks
6. Russia is just as hot as before but in different ways
7. My tits are hot
8. Russia is comforting and nice

That was a lot of things that were good about this world. Nice.

Russia came out with a plate. "I reheated everything so it wouldn't be cold for you." America could see the slightest smile on Russia's lips making her blush again.

"Th-thank you." America found it hard to speak. She could feel her face getting warm. The food infront of her looked really good and she took a bite. It was good.