You groaned blinking your sleep hazed (eye color) eyesas you slowly came to. Your (hair length) locks were messy, you feltlike stretching, however you paused as you realized you weren'talone. You glanced down and froze, underneath you was a woman, youhad gone to bed alone. The woman was pale with short blonde hair thatwas cut in a pixie style. You were laying on her chest and your armswere wrapped around her neck, you could feel her arms wrapped aroundyour waist and your legs tangled. You were laying on top of her andyou could feel that she was muscular and had large breasts.
It took a bit longer for the information to processthrough your sleep hazed brain. When it did you let out a screamjumping away ripping your (skin tone) chubby form from the unknownwoman's pale muscular body.
The woman woke up from the scream and shot up in thebed, she looked at you with wide baby blue eyes. She gasps looking atyou, she seemed just as shocked as you and since she had just wokenup she probably didn't think to act. Your instinct was that she hadno more idea what she was doing here than you did.
"Vho are jou?" The woman asked and you raised aneyebrow looking around at your room to make sure it really is yourroom.
"Well, I'm Name, and this is my room. So who are you?"You asked and she did look around seeming to realize that she wasn'twherever she had gone to sleep.
"I don't know how I got here." She said, "my nameis Monica." It was then you were thinking with how she lookedcoupled with her German accent.
"...Germany?" You asked and she looked at youshocked and her pale face went even paler.
"How did jou know? Who are jou!?" She asked seemingmad and you looked at her shocked and you shook your head.
"You've got to be kidding me, am I asleep?" Youasked and then noticed that you were in your normal pajamas andblushed darkly. You reached over grabbing your robe and pulled it onto cover yourself up and at this point it seems Monica realized andblushed darkly looking away.
"I don't think so frau, (woman,)" she said and yousighed.
"Listen Monica...or do you prefer Germany?"
"Monica is fine." You nod, according to mostunderstanding the countries would only let each other call them bytheir human names unless they were close. But how much that was canonto fanon was a bit up for debate. For instance the entirety of thefandom pretty much agreed that Prussia's last name would beBelshiment even though it never said that it really is, but that itwas Germany's last name. Either way it might be different for whendealing with humans.
"Okay Monica, it'll be easier to show you instead oftell you, so come on." You said and she nodded crawling off thebed. You blushed as you saw what she was wearing, she was wearing apair of yellow socks, black booty shorts, and red tight tank top withspaghetti straps. It showed off her large breasts and her muscles.You always had a thing for athletic girls, which was a bit ironicconsidering your chubby form but it was what you were attracted to.
Shaking your head to rid yourself of the dark thoughtsand smiled at her. "Come on, I can show you, I warn you though; itmight be a bit of a shock." You added in a warning and she nodded,straightening her hair with her hands.
"Ja, (Yes,) okay," she agreed.
Sohere's the start for Fem!Germany, I decided to give the name to thegenderbent version Monica. Seeing pictures of her for some reason thename seems to fit, and I've seen it used a few times.
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FanfictionThis story revolves around you and a half remembered wish to meet your favorite character, Germany, and the journey and love that resulted from it.