What Wrath Wants

Warning: This story contains sex, cruelty and Yaoi rape. If you are bothered by this or underage, please leave. If not, enjoy.



What Wrath Wants

By Chaos

Disclaimer: I do not own Full Metal alchemist in any way, shape, or form. Please don’t sue, that would make me sad





The first thing Ed noticed was the dull pounding in his head. It was a familiar pain that he had grown accustomed to over the years. He felt it whenever he mistreated or ignored his long-time friend and mechanic, Winry Rockbell. Winry had a bad habit of whacking him on the back of the head with her wrench whenever he did anything to displease her. The pounding started to dissipate and Ed slowly cracked his eyes open. He went to rub his head with his right hand, but found that something was missing... namely, his arm.

“What the hell,” he groaned. With his eyes still blurry, Ed looked down his shoulder and found that his automail arm wasn’t attached. Fearing that he’d lost more of his automail, he tried to lift his left leg, but felt nothing. Somehow, his automail had been removed from his body while he was asleep.
“Winry is going to be pissed I lost my automail,” Ed complained, trying to get up. He pushed off the floor to raise his torso, but something was holding him down. He made another attempt, this time trying to move his one arm, but found it stuck. He had been hogtied and was lying on the cold floor. Upon inspecting his body closer, he found that he was also nude.

“I wouldn’t worry about the automail, Ed. You've got much bigger things to worry about.” Ed looked toward the source of the voice, blinking his eyes and hoping his vision would clear. Eventually he managed to identify the speaker.

“Winry, what’s going on?” Ed asked weakly. Winry was standing in front of him, wearing an oversized shirt and sporting a big grin on her youthful face. Ed saw someone standing behind her, but couldn’t make out who it was. He tried to move his arm again, but it lay as motionless as before. He could see wrenches and mechanical instruments scattered all over the floor, and the smell of oil lingered in the air. Everything led Ed to believe he was in the Rockbell automail workshop, located in Winry’s house. Ed looked over his shoulder, and his eyes opened wider at seeing Al tied up beside him. He and his brother had been walking to Winry’s house, hoping to recover some old notebooks they had left the last time they were there. It was a time for celebration for them because Al had his body back and it wouldn’t be long until Ed got a new arm and leg. It had been a long, hard journey, and it had seemed that it would all be over soon. As the haze continued to clear from his head, Ed realized that the last thing he remembered was walking into Winry’s house and seeing her in someone's arms. The next thing he knew, a wench was flying at his head, and he must have been knocked out. Al must have gotten the same treatment, judging by the huge lump on his head.

“Let's wait for Al to wake up. I don’t feel like explaining this twice.” Winry leaned back against the wall and waved for the person next to her to come closer. It was dim in the workshop and Ed still couldn’t make out the other figure's face. He couldn't help but notice that the unrecognized person was male, though, and he wasn’t wearing anything either judging by the long, fat length of flesh dangling between his legs.

“See something you like, Ed?” Ed snapped out of his reverie and looked away with a blush. He hadn’t realized he was staring and was completely embarrassed. The voice echoed through his head and Ed could swear that he’d heard it before. It was a young voice, belonging to a child maybe 13 or 12, but it held malice in it that shouldn’t have been able to exist in any child’s tone. With a sick feeling settling into his stomach, Ed finally realized whom he was talking with.

“Ow, my head… Things were so much easer when I didn’t have a brain.” Ed turned again to his younger brother, who was just starting to awake. First, the younger boy tried to move his arms, like Ed did when he woke up. Then he opened his eyes to look around him. Al’s eyes finally returned Ed's gaze, who stared back wondering what was going to happen next.

“Now that everyone is conscious, allow me to introduce my lover…” Winry stepped aside and the figure beside her stepped up. Al gaped as he saw who was standing in front of him and his brother, who had recognized the voice, growled and clenched his single hand.

“Wrath!” Ed hissed at seeing the youngest of the seven Homunculi. It had been a few years since he had last laid eyes upon the soulless boy, and in that time, Wrath hadn’t lost his youthful appearance. He could have passed as a real live boy, if it weren't for the insane glint in his eyes. It wasn't until then that Ed was brought back to reality; had Winry said that Wrath was her lover?! He looked wildly between the fake human and Winry, trying to process the thought of their being... together.

“I think my introduction broke poor Edward’s brain,” Winry giggled. Her hands reached for the bottom of her oversized shirt and, slowly, she started to pull it up toward her head. First, her long, curved legs were exposed, followed by her shaved sex, which was already puffy from arousal and dripping her juices down her thighs. Then, she revealed her perky little chest. She was no Lust, but to Ed’s hormone driven mind, Winry’s naked body was incredibly sexy.

“Like what you see?” Winry ran her hand down her chest, trailing down over her belly until her fingers were dancing against her pussy. Slowly she pressed the tips of her fingers against her opening and stirred it around her gooey snatch. She gasped and pulled her hand away after a moment, her fingertip dripping with her own arousal. Wrath took her hand in his and started licking it clean of her juices. They moaned in unison as Wrath slid his mouth over her fingers one at a time, licking her cum off each digit.

“Winry!” Al cried, getting his wits back before Ed could. “Why are you doing this? Why are you with him?! I thought we were your friends!”

“Friends!?” Winry screamed, pulling herself off of Wrath. She stomped towards Al menacingly, the whole room shaking with her angry steps. She glared down at his newly-formed body, focusing on the bewildered look he expressed. That empty stare only infuriated Winry more; how dare he not know why she was so angry?

“How often do you call me with anything other then a request to fix your brother’s automail? How often do you even mail me to tell me you are alive? Months and years in between each card, each call and all so you can run around to search for a fucking rock! You never even asked me if I was okay after that Barry the Butcher guy kidnapped me, you were too concerned about your stupid brother's panic attack when he had to fight that guy! You never even asked what we talked about when he kidnapped me. Do you want to know what we talked about?” Winry didn’t wait for an answer, whirling back around to stand beside Wrath, placing a hand on his shoulder. Wrath smiled cruelly at the two brothers, who dumbly watched and listened as Winry continued to explain herself.

“He talked about hacking and cutting and slicing and chopping and tearing and sawing and all the different ways you can mutilate a woman. It was all kind of gross until he asked how I’d kill someone. I’d never thought of hurting anyone before, much less killing them, but when he asked me, do you know what I told him? I said that I’d absorb them, pull them into myself and take their soul and body whole. He laughed at me, called me crazy, like he was one to talk. I’ve tried to get the idea of how I’d kill someone out of my head, but the more I tried, the stronger the feeling got. There was no one to talk to, you were always gone and Grandma passed away not too long ago. I was going crazy, until…” Winry turned to Wrath and smiled blissfully at him, and then looked back to the Elrics. Ed looked between the two, and for the first time, noticed that they both had cold, uncaring eyes pointed towards him and his brother. He could understand why Wrath would look at them that way, but not Winry. She looked towards Wrath and motioned for him to finish the story, and the homonculus cleared his throat and began.

“Then she found me. I’d left the other Homunculi to seek out my own path. I may still be young, but I’ll be damned if I'm gonna let some crazy bitch tell me what to do. All the time I was traveling the countryside, I pondered my existence and who I was. For years I’ve wanted to have everything Ed had: a brother that loved me, friends that cared, memories of a loving mother. It was by chance that I found myself here, at Winry’s home. She let me in, telling me that she refused to let someone so young stay out in the cold and I gladly accepted. I have to admit, when I first arrived, I considered killing Winry to make you both suffer. But as the days passed, I listened to her problems and got to know the girl that you two left behind. Before long, I was deeply in love with Winry.” Winry bent down and pressed her lips to his. Wrath returned the kiss, letting his hand travel down her body and grope at her ass. Ed bit back a cry of outrage at seeing Winry kiss Wrath; he had to force himself to admit that it wasn’t his business whom she was with. As Wrath broke the kiss and moved away from Winry, the blond girl sat down, crossed her legs, and started speaking again.

“I told him everything about me. My ambitions, my thoughts, even that fantasy that I kept to myself for so long. That was when he told me it was possible; that I could consume anyone I wanted and absorb them into my body. Before leaving Dante, Gluttony taught him how to stretch his mouth wide enough to eat a person whole. Using alchemy, he shared that gift with me. He asked me who I would consume and only two names came to mind.” Winry fixed an even stare on the brothers and they both shuddered. Where was their friend? Where was the girl that cared about them and offered them a second home? Had their neglect really created this monster?

“You’re going to eat both of us?” Ed gasped. He tried to squirm away, but his bindings were too tight. He closed his eyes and whimpered, waiting for Winry to come at him and start feasting on his body like he’d seen the Homunculi Gluttony do on a few occasions. Instead of hearing gashing teeth and tearing flesh, a low chuckle came from both his captors.

“Oh Edward, your wrong on both counts. I’m not going to eat both of you.” Ed and Al let out a sigh of relief. Their friend was still in there somewhere, probably fighting against the control of the vile Wrath. She must still care for us, they both thought, thanking their lucky stars.

“I’m only going to have Al, and I’m not going to eat him,” Winry said merrily, shattering the relief the Elrics were feeling.

“What?!”

“Wrath and I discovered two things the first time we were intimate. One, I love feeling something hard and warm in my ass. It was Wrath that wanted anal, but once I felt him inside my rear, I found a new pleasure. I told you I was going to consume you, but I never said it was going to be with my mouth.” Winry turned around and wiggled her ass for the Elrics. The brothers gasped, but while Al felt only horror at the prospect of being shoved into Winry’s ass, Ed was only left to wonder... wasn’t he getting the anal treatment?

Sensing Ed’s silent question, Wrath stepped forward to explain their second discovery. “The reason you're not joining Al in my lovely Winry’s even lovelier ass, is that while I was pumping Winry, I had a little discovery of my own. Because I was created directly from the materials of a human that was being transmuted, I lack an ability that all humans have until I have absorbed the source of those materials or connected with them.”

“What ability do you lack?” Ed asked warily. Wrath looked away, slightly embarrassed at what he was going to say, but since he was going to soon have all of Ed’s body, he might as well know the truth.
“I can’t cum,” Wrath begrudged. Winry uncomfortably sat up and placed a supportive hand on Wraths back. She knew how much of a sore spot it was that he could get hard, but couldn’t climax; she had spent a whole day convincing him that he was still a man even though he couldn’t produce sperm.

While Winry offered support to Wrath, Ed started snickering. “What wimp. What’s wrong Wrath, the plumbing not working down there? Maybe you could get Winry to take a wrench to it! I knew you were an immature brat, but I thought that you could at least get your peepee to work. What a joke!” Al looked in dismay at his brother as he laughed. Why did he always have to have the last word in every argument? They were in a bad situation and his words weren’t helping any. He glanced over at Winry and Wrath and gulped fearfully. They were almost glowing with rage over Ed’s taunts. Ed’s words had hit home and infuriated the couple to the breaking point.

“That’s it!” Winry growled, standing and stomping toward Al. Her hand roughly reached behind his head and threw Al hard onto the floor. Ed immediately stopped laughing when he saw his brother hit the ground.
“What are you doing?” Ed demanded as he watched his brother try to wiggle away, but Winry thrust her foot down into Al's back to stop him. Winry was smiling with glee, as her twat dripped with excitement with every struggle Al made under her foot.

“I’m going to fulfill my fantasy and absorb your brother. Enjoy your last look at light Al, 'cause once you're inside me you won’t be seeing any light ever again.” Winry laughed evilly and finally removed her foot from his back. Too swiftly for him to start trying to struggle away again, she swung one leg over Al’s body and hunched over, bending her knees so her ass was thrust proudly back. Ed momentarily forgot about what Winry was planning to do when he saw her ass flex before his eyes. Winry was facing away from Ed, exposing her shapely behind completely to the young State Alchemist.
“She really does have a lovely ass, doesn’t she?” Ed swerved his head to the right and saw Wrath standing over him. Ed gritted his teeth at his adversary, not wanting him to know how much he had been admiring Winry’s behind. Wrath smiled charmingly at Ed and they locked eyes. Before today, Wrath's eyes had always seemed to hold insanity and no control, but now they seemed hardened, more powerful. Ed would have kept staring at Wrath, if Al hadn’t started screaming for him.

“Brother!” Al screamed and Ed looked back towards his younger brother. He gasped when he saw what was happening to Al. Winry was holding both of Al’s feet in each hand, lining them up perfectly under her squatting rear. Carefully, she lifted both feet at the same time and pushed Al’s toes against her puckered anus. The wrinkled asshole slowly started to respond to the pressure of Al’s feet against it and just as slowly started to open. It quivered in anticipation of Al's entrance, anticipating his passage through the tightly-clenching space. Winry bit her lip hard at the sensation of her asshole sluggishly prying open and drawing in Al’s toes. Soft squelches and groans came from Winry’s butt as the velvety flesh inside her rectum stretched out and pressed in hard against Al’s skin. Al looked over his shoulder to see his feet consumed totally by the orifice. He could feel the hot, rubbery rectum squeezing against his feet, filling him with fright. Al panicked and frantically tried to pull his legs out, jerking his legs back and wiggling on the floor, anything to get away. He almost managed to get one leg free of Winry’s anal ring, but before he could, Winry clenched her ass and dragged his foot back in. She moaned as Al’s feet sunk into her hungry rear, clenching again and again, drawing him bit by bit into her dank asshole. The girl's tight pucker slid over Al’s ankles and slowly continued down his shins. Al squirmed like a worm as he felt the clammy grip of Winry’s rectum spread out over more of his legs.

“Stop it Winry! Can’t you see how terrified he is?” Ed screamed from across the room after watching his brother’s feet get swallowed up by Winry’s tightly-flexing rear end. He could see the tears building in his brother’s eyes, absolutely scared stiff by what was happening to his body. Ed tried again to break his restraints, but they remained firmly bound around him.

Beside Ed, Wrath shook his head in amusement at the boy's futile movements. Couldn’t he just learn to accept reality and keep some of his dignity? Wrath’s gaze slid away from Ed and returned to his lover’s ass, which had now wrapped itself around most of Al’s calves and was moving up his shins while the others only watched. Warm, slick muscles rippled in sequence to pull Al inwards, holding him tightly and filling him with ever-growing fear. He had just gotten his body back and the sensation of the hot, silky insides of Winry’s backend wrapped around his legs was sending him into a frenzy. He clenched and unclenched his hands and tried to kick his legs out of Winry’s ass. However, as he delved deeper into her murky posterior, the muscles became tighter and tighter, completely binding his legs together. He didn’t even want to think about how tight they would be when he was all the way inside of her.

Winry let out a low moan that vibrated through her whole body, trembling through Al's as well. She had experienced Wrath’s cock in her ass, but that couldn’t compare to the feeling of having even a third of Al's inside. She shivered in anticipation of what it would feel like when he was completely inside of her. With that idea urging her forward, Winry concentrated on pulling Al in even further. Feeling a complete sense of ecstasy, Winry's body pulsed with waves of unadulterated rapture, enabling her to focus entirely on Al and the effort of steadily pulling him into her. The heat and pressure inside massaged Al’s body more tightly with each squeeze of Winry’s buttocks. Al looked back in absolute horror as he saw and moreover felt himself getting pulled deeper into Winry’s pucker with each successive squeeze she made. His body sunk into her asshole up to his thighs, his limp, young cock lay dead, unable to be aroused by the fear that filled every pore of his body. He didn’t care about the plump ass that was sucking him in. He didn’t care about how cute Winry was. All that mattered to the boy was the continual suction that drew him closer to being completely engulfed. He looked wildly around him, looking for someone, something to save him.

“Help me!” he cried out in anguish. The tears were now running down his cheeks and blinding his vision. He had never been this scared; before, he always had his cold steel armor body to protect him, but his new body of flesh was weak and vulnerable. He was powerless and no one could help him.
“Hold on Al, I’ll get you out of this!” Ed screamed, hating to see his brother cry. Al was his responsibility. He had pledged to be by his side and never let go. He was the only family that Ed had left and he wasn’t going to let him be sucked into some girl's ass, of all things.

“You shouldn’t make promises that you can’t keep Ed. It’s very impolite,” Wrath rasped into Ed’s ear. He dragged Ed up, holding him straight with one hand. Wrath brought his nose to Ed’s neck and shuddered in delight as he smelled him.

“I know how you like learning new things about alchemy, so I’ll tell you a small fact that has major consequences for you. Because I’m partially made up of you now, some of our nerve endings are connected. That means that we feel what the other feels. Right now, our nerves aren’t attached, but I know how to reconnect them.” Ed trembled and took his eyes off of Al. His brother still cried and sobbed for his help, but he ignored him and focused instead on Wrath.

“How can you reconnect our nerves?”

Wrath smiled darkly, his lips curling back into a sneer. He tightened his grip on Ed’s shoulder and pushed his mouth against Ed’s ear. Giving Ed a long, wet lick on his eardrums, Wrath whispered, “The connection forms when one of our cocks is inside the other.”

Ed tried to pull away but Wrath lowered his other hand to Ed’s hip to pull him back hard, and Ed felt his butt slam back against the hard bulge between Wrath's legs. The feel of the rigid, wet head of Wraths cock brushing against his anus brought tears to Ed’s eyes. He was about to be raped while his brother was anally eaten by their former friend. All of this seemed so mad that it had to be a dream. However, the burning ache that filled Ed’s senses as Wrath dug his head past Ed’s anal ring made this all too undeniably real. Moaning in delight, Wrath pushed himself further into Ed’s body, uncaring of the tears flowing down Ed’s cheeks. It wasn’t just the tightness of his ass that brought Wrath to such pleasure, but rather the fact that he was taking Edward Elric like a bitch that turned him on so much. Gasping, Wrath kept thrusting at his unhurried pace, giving Ed only a small amount of time to adjust. Each move forward brought his throbbing shaft deeper into the hot, soft channel. Wrath growled as the passage claimed him, its silky sides rubbing over his cock with a thrilling tension. When Wrath’s sac rested snug against his ass, Ed let out his own moan as he started to feel a pressure building around his own cock.

“Do you feel it Ed? That’s what my cock is feeling in your ass right now.” Ed shook his head in denial, while at the same time his lips let loose a moan of pleasure. “You like the feel of your own ass, don’t you?” Wrath purred into Ed’s ear. He brought his hand down to Ed’s stomach and started rubbing his small, soft hand in circles over Ed’s skin. He pulled out slightly, then jammed his length back in. Ed let out a gasp, pain melded with pleasure as his cock shook.

“HELP ME!”

The scream pulled Ed from his pleasure-caused haze, and he looked up at his brother while the boy was pulled further into Winry with every tug of her anal muscles. While Wrath raped him, Al had been drawn in up to his stomach and was staring petrifiedly down at his midsection as the pliable ring of flesh slurped down to his chest. Winry was gyrating her hips, lifting Al off the floor a few inches then lowering him back down. Bulges had started to form on her stomach as more of Al vanished into her body. She threw her head back and moaned with effort and ecstasy, pulling Al’s stomach and several of his ribs into her rectum. Al wriggled furiously, feeling Winry’s insides twitch slightly with the pleasure, as he continued to be devoured. He looked up at his brother, his face soaked with tears.

“Please, help me.” The cry was no more then a whisper, but to Ed it was perfectly clear. Before Ed could even think of acting, though, Wrath moved his free hand down to Ed’s hard penis and stroked him lightly, driving thoughts of his brother from his mind. Ed felt Wrath start to squeeze him a little and run his hand around the ridge of his tip. As he was being jerked, he also felt what Wrath felt, as his cock lay embedded in his ass. It was like he had two cocks, both being constantly pleasured. Fresh tears started to run down Ed’s cheeks; why couldn’t he make his body stop? Wrath ran his hand up and down with soft strokes and harder squeezes. He pulled and jerked him and traveled his fingers around the head in the most mind-blowing ways. Ed's shaft was already dripping with pre-cum, and Wrath’s fingers only swirled around and used the fluid as lubrication. Ed rocked into the touch and hated himself for it, but his hips jerked forward against his will, pushing into Wrath’s hand. He felt his orgasm coming, but it never did. It was physically a good feeling, but it made him want to die.

“Watch your brother,” Wrath said and used his other hand to hold Ed’s chin and push his whole face towards Winry and Al. Al had been jerked in up to his chest and had stopped struggling and was just lying there, crying as the ass stretched over his body. Winry’s waist had started to bulge out further, taking on a huge lump that grew with ever inch of Al that dragged into her. The oily walls of her ass caressed Al’s body like thousands of fingers, kneading his flesh like dough as he was sucked deeper into her body. It would have been stimulating for the young man, if not for the awfulness of what he knew waited for him inside of Winry’s ass. His nipples were compressed by her anal ring and covered by her smooth interior. Winry’s pulsating entrance slid over Al’s shoulders and closed around his neck, forming a tight and nearly-choking ring around his throat. Sweat formed on his body inside Winry’s ass, the space inside as hot and wet as a sauna. Her butt cheeks pressed against his face's cheeks, rubbing vigorously against his skin as Winry flexed her behind. Al knew this was the end and he closed his eyes and awaited the final pull that would take him inside completely.

“Oh my God, this feels so good,” Winry panted and wiped the sweat from her brow with the back of her hand. She looked across the room at Ed, who looked in the middle of screaming in pain and moaning in pleasure. She turned around, swinging Al away from Ed and waved at the alchemist. The look of hatred on his face brought her pleasure up a few notches and she instinctively tightened her rectum around Al. It was good Ed hated her; it would make this even easier.

“What’s wrong Ed, got a stick up your butt?” Wrath giggled behind Ed at Winry’s bad joke. His laugher shook his cock inside Ed and the boy gasped. He looked down at his own cock that seemed to be mocking him by refusing to explode. All the pleasure he was going through and his cock refused to unload.
“I control everything Ed, even when you cum. Do you want to cum, little Edward? Do you want to blow your load?” Ed nodded without thought or hesitation. If he didn’t orgasm soon, he was going to go insane. Wrath smiled at him evilly, a smile that Ed had seen many times since he woke up hogtied.

“If you want to climax, all you got to do is give Winry permission to absorb your brother.”

Ed gasped and shook his head in dismay. He looked up and saw Winry turning around and bending over. Al’s face stood out between her plump cheeks. He looked up at Ed with the last bit of hope he had. “Save me!” He cried over and over again. Ed started to say something, but then Wrath started thrusting into his backside again and pumping his cock. Ed gritted his teeth as the pleasure and pain washed over him. Ed was desperate to do something, but he couldn’t stop it, the physical pleasure clashing with the mental agony so strongly that he wished he would just die. He wanted it so badly, that release, but couldn’t let his brother get absorbed. Ed felt his head get dizzy and light but then he was denied the only pleasure he could possibly achieve in this situation. His hips jerked at a purely physical level and his conscious thoughts couldn’t control it anymore. He screamed in pain and pleasure and he wasn’t even aware that he was screaming. He just wanted it to be over... he just wanted this nightmare to be over. Something snapped in Ed that moment and he looked straight across the room at Al.

“I’m sorry Al. Winry, finish Al off,” he mumbled. Al sputtered and tried to say something, but Ed cut him off a second before he could speak. “Quiet Al, take it like a man. We’ve traveled long and far to get you back your body and now that everything’s over, we have to stop fighting. Just go with it, okay?” Everything Ed said was forced as he felt his erection pulse painfully. He needed his climax and he didn’t care about anything else.

“Brother!” Was all Al could bring himself to scream, over and over again, as Ed nodded to Winry. A victorious smile formed on both Winry and Wrath’s faces, and both immediately started to act. Winry tightened her buns and drew Al’s head in slowly. Al screamed and cried as the clammy muscles inside Winry seized down around his body and his head sank into her posterior. Her anal ring worked its way over the top of his head, then down his face, over his chin, then mouth, and then over the tip of his nose. The anus sealed itself closed and Al was plunged into a hot and malodorous darkness.

While Winry finished Al off, Wrath gave Ed his reward for giving his brother up. With quick thrusts, he moved in and out of Ed’s ass, transmitting the pleasure he was getting into Ed’s own cock. The sound of flesh squeezing against flesh was a sweet sound to Wrath, but not nearly as sweet as the moans that escaped from Ed. The rhythm increased in speed, his grip tightened, and Ed's cries became louder. The helpless boy arched under Wrath, pressing upward and guiding his rapist to the spot within him that set his senses on fire. Wrath hit it perfectly, and suddenly it was all over. Ed’s butt tightened, increasing the pressure on Wraths cock. His head went back and he found himself screaming with pleasure, virtually roaring in ecstasy. His seed rocketed out of his cock, flying three feet into the air, then splashing down onto the hardwood floor. His load pulsed out of his cock, sending it showering down to the floor until it was only a drizzle.

“Good boy,” Wrath purred into Ed’s ear. He looked across the room at Winry, who was still bent over with her ass thrust back. The massive bulge in her belly remained, indicating that Al hadn’t been taken in far enough for the absorbing process to start. Wrath glanced down at Ed’s cock, which had retained its hardness. Seeing Ed’s stamina, Wrath got an idea... an evil idea.

“Ed, would you like to fuck Winry’s ass?” Winry looked over her shoulder at her lover and rolled her eyes at hearing what he’d said to Ed. Their plan was to have Al pulled into her ass, then Wrath would eat Ed, but it seemed that Wrath was enjoying this game too much and coming up with new ways to make it interesting. Not that Winry minded; Wrath had gotten Ed’s ass, and so it was all right if he had hers.
“Come on Ed, you know you're dying to plug my hole,” Winry teased, shaking her booty for Ed. Mesmerized by the plump ass in front of him, his brain still reeling from his mind-blowing climax, Ed tried to move towards Winry, but his bindings kept him immobile.

“Let me help you Ed,” Wrath volunteered and started walked towards Winry with his cock still embedded in Ed’s ass. Ed made a gurgling noise as he felt the cock jerk around in him and felt what the jerking did to Wraths cock. Their nerves were still attached and Ed was feeling everything Wrath felt. Winry arched her back and spread her legs a little further. This tightened the inside of her posterior, constricting around the unlucky victim still buried inside. Standing between Winry's legs, Wrath guided Ed’s cock with his hips, gently easing the head of his cock into her ass. Shuddering with desire, Winry looked up and met Wrath’s eyes, still smiling her trademark cruel grin. Winry arched her back more, begging for him to plunge completely into her. He didn't make her wait. With one quick thrust, Wrath pushed Ed into Winry’s ass until his shaft was packed deep inside her incredibly hot interior. He felt her anal walls massaging his throbbing cock and he also sensed the tip meeting something inside her, but by then he was past caring. All Ed wanted was to fuck that tight ass until he ran out of spunk to shoot. Crazed and lustful, he pumped in and out of her with a passion and fury that shook all three of them. His pace grew more rapid, and Winry's hips bucked up to meet his every thrust.

Ed's erection twitched inside Winry's snugly gripping rectum, growing ever closer to his second orgasm of the night. She gave a wicked little smile to Wrath and thrust her rear end harder into Ed's lap. She rapidly contracted and relaxed her inner muscles, milking Ed's pulsing manhood to the brink of explosion and at the same time drawing Al further into her intestines. He had been crying softly in the dark depths of Winry’s ass when he saw the anal ring start to open. He started to scream out in joy, which was completely muted by the walls of flesh around him. Just as the anus started opening something rammed into his face hard. It moved back then rammed into him again, until with a cry from outside the hot channel, the object exploded out cum all over Al’s face. The cum continued to gush over Al until Winry’s ass continued to draw him deeper.

On the outside, Winry had been moaning and grunting as Ed rammed her ass over and over again. His pounding, combined with Al's squirming struggles inside her rectum, was giving her a rare experience, an anal orgasm. It wasn’t until Ed came inside her did it hit. Her body seized up at feeling the hot, sticky spunk spray her insides. Her eyes delightedly rolled back in her head and she let out an ear-piercing scream, her ass trembling and squelching as it tried to suck in more cum. It prolonged Ed’s orgasm, but also made Al sink deeper into her with every second that went by. As Al was immersed more fully inside, Winry’s body slowly began to absorb him. It was a numbing feeling that started at his toes and stopped when it covered all of his feet. Al cried louder, his tears mixing with the semen covering his face. He wondered miserably where his brother was.

“Aaaaaahhhh,” Ed moaned and nearly collapsed on Winry, but was held up by Wrath’s cock rooted in his ass. His own penis started to grow soft, but the pulsating insides of Winry’s rump renewed his hardness. Behind Ed, Wrath once again pulled Ed out of Winry’s behind slightly, then drove him back in. Ed panted loudly as he was pushed into her ass; no longer feeling the obstruction in her anal passage, he only continued his unrelenting hammering into her backside. Soon, Ed came hard, his cock throbbing deep in her soft, hot ass. Winry moaned louder then before as he filled her ass with his cum. Once more, her anus pulsated and pulled Al further inside. His cries grew louder as the numbing sensation started spreading up his body.

For hours, the perverse act continued. Ed would pound into Winry’s ass with Wrath guiding him in and out, moaning and grunting as the room filled with the sound of his loins driving against her backside over and over again. After another short round of fucking her ass, Ed would climax again, gushing huge amounts of his hot, sticky cum into her ass, which would only lubricate her more for the next fucking. As Ed climaxed over and over inside Winry, her ass would voraciously draw Al in deeper and carry on with absorbing his recently remade body. The bulge that had nearly dragged on the floor at the beginning of Ed’s anal assault had shrunken down to a lump no larger than a cantaloupe. All that remained of Al was his head, which was so deep inside Winry’s ass that even the pouring flood of cum being pumped into her couldn’t reach him. He no longer cried, but only waited for things to end. He had been betrayed and abandoned by the two people he trusted the most, Winry and Ed. Now all that he had left to look forward to was becoming a part of Winry.

“This is a big one!” Ed screamed as he fucked Winry with every last bit of energy he had left. He couldn’t feel Wrath’s cock in his ass any longer, only the snug warmth of Winry’s rear end. He ground his teeth and thumped over and over into her. He could feel the last of his cum starting to come to a boil.

"God!" Ed cried as he came explosively and kept thrusting, prolonging the orgasm as long as he could. The ropes holding him vibrated under the strain as his body convulsed violently and then finally slumped limp, his head drooping wearily down toward Winry’s back as he gasped for breath. He barely even felt Wrath pulling him out of Winry or heard the wet pop that echoes in the room as he came free. Wrath looked over at Winry and watched the bulge in her waist shrink to nothing in seconds. Inside his fleshy prison, Al gave one last scream as he vanished forever into Winry's body.

“One down, one to go,” Wrath chuckled as he pulled himself out of Ed.

“Uhhh,” Ed groaned as he collapsed to the floor, a twitching and broken mess. His brother was gone, most of his sanity had left him, and all that remained was the pleasure. Weakly, he looked up at Wrath, but the boy only smiled mercilessly down at him.

Ed croaked, “What happens now?”

“Now I eat you, little man.” Wrath pulled at Ed’s feet and the alchemist screamed faintly. He was going to die and he barely even had enough energy to move his mouth. He was so fatigued that he couldn’t even scream at wrath for calling him little. Wrath saw and then felt Ed's toes involuntarily twitching in fear as he guided them into his mouth. Ed felt the wet heat of Wrath's mouth on his foot, gently sucking on it as Wrath took his meal in up to the ankles. Wrath greedily slurped over his toes, delighted by how nice and soft and smooth Ed's foot felt in his mouth. Wrath felt the foot twitching inside his maw as Ed halfheartedly tried to pull his foot out, but all his orgasms had left him as weak as a kitten. Wrath leaned forward and took Ed's leg slowly into his mouth up to his knee. Ed's foot met the back of Wrath’s throat, but Wrath didn't gag; he would have never guessed how delightful and satisfying it would be to actually take another living being into his mouth. Ed tasted wonderful and Wrath knew he was going to enjoy every inch of him as he slid down to his doom. The pleasure from devouring Ed was causing his penis to harden, which Winry didn't fail to notice. She continued to watch, trying to imagine how much her lover must have been enjoying his little snack

Ed was doing his best to move, but he was so tired that the only thing keeping him awake was the physical pleasure of having his feet and lower legs in the warm, wet grip of Wrath's mouth. Ed stared into Wrath's eyes as the hungry boy took more of Ed's leg into his mouth. The hate he felt over what this monster had put him and his brother through made his blood boil, but all the pleasure he’d shown Ed made it hard even to focus his hatred.

Wrath was halfway up Ed's thigh now and he could feel Ed trembling and trying to break away. To keep Ed still, Wrath placed his hands on the part of Ed's leg still hanging outside his lips. He placed his powerful hands under Ed's ass, took a gentle but firm hold of the boy's waist, and pulled yet more of Ed into his mouth. Wrath had to stretch his jaw wide open to get the waist past his lips, but he managed, forcing his lips around Ed's middle like a snug belt. Wrath felt Ed's ass glide into his mouth, resting on his tongue; Wrath teased the young man by flicking his tongue back and forth across the ass cheeks, causing Ed to spasm in unwanted pleasure. Wrath giggled at realizing that he was licking what he had been fucking moments earlier. The top half of Ed still hanging outside of Wrath's mouth, flopping from side to side as Ed even now tried to get away. If Wrath could have smiled around the body of the young man that filled his mouth, he would have, but even without the help of his expression, Ed saw the amusement in Wrath's eyes. Ed was helpless and Wrath knew it, and any remaining chance he might have had to escape Wrath's jaws mouth was erased when Wrath forced all of his leg into his mouth. Now, Ed was trapped with no way to escape. He was doomed.

Inch by inch, Wrath gradually drew more of Ed's body between his stretched jaws. His throat bulged with Ed’s shape and his chest expanded as he pulled his meal deeper into himself. He had a young man's legs completely inside his mouth and throat, and the sensations he felt gave him nothing but pleasure. Wrath's lips were up to Ed's navel and elbows now. Wrath worked his way up Ed's torso, sometimes pulling Ed in with his hands, and sometimes sucking him inward with just the force of his mouth. Wrath's throat muscles were profoundly strong, powerful enough to draw in a normal-sized young man without help from his hands, and since Ed was so much shorter than a normal-sized boy, it was even easier.

Ed felt the sucking all over his body, but he could only frantically wriggle inside Wrath's mouth and throat. The tight, slimy muscles pulsating around him only made him more terrified. Was this how Al had felt when he was being drawn into Winry? That question overwhelmed Ed's thoughts as he sank further down the tunnel of Wrath’s throat. In a final desperate struggle to escape, Ed started wobbling back and forth, trying to wiggle his way up the throat. Wrath, who had loosened his throat to swallow Ed’s shoulders, allowed Ed the fleeting hope of escape, but before he could pull his chest out, Wrath started swallowing again. His inner muscles gripped Ed and roughly pulled him back down, making him lose the ground that Ed had made through his fighting to get back up.

Wrath had now reached Ed's neck; his lips were wrapped around like a gentle collar, Wrath's maw sucking Ed's chest as it touched his tongue. Wrath strained his eyes to look straight down into the young man's face, all that was still visible of Ed's body. He gave him one last wink as a good bye and finally swallowed. With a somewhat gentler sucking, Wrath pulled Ed the rest of the way inside. Ed's hair tickled Wrath's lips as the throat muscles dragged him in. Ed saw the roof of Wrath's mouth and then the light was cut off as Wrath very slowly brought his lips together. There was just enough space between Ed's face and the roof of Wrath's mouth that Ed could still breathe adequately, but Ed needed to put forth extra effort to make his lungs expand, because the upper half of Wrath's throat was still squeezing tightly all around his body. The warm tongue rubbed its textured surface against his face and under his chin. Ed nearly choked on the hot saliva that filled Wrath's mouth as it washed over his face. Ed had hit rock bottom, certain that nothing could make this worse, and then Wrath swallowed. A huge wave of muscle formed as the tongue lifted up his chin and pushed Ed completely into the warm esophagus. Wrath's throat felt like hot velvet rubbing against his face as he suddenly, sickeningly dropped deeper. Every part of his bare body was subject to the endless massage of muscle that so easily pulled Ed down the throat. Wrath smirked and licked his chops as he felt the squirming bulge descend into his chest. Ed called out in fear and horror as he was pushed through the tight ring of muscle below, finally emptying out into Wrath's stomach. Wrath watched and felt his stomach bulge and distend as Ed emptied into him. He looked down and smiled as the bulge wiggled back and forth as Ed found strength in his terror. It felt so good to be stretched out; it was hard to explain, but it meant one thing to Wrath: pure pleasure for him, and pure misery for Ed.

Ed squirmed and screamed as the stomach gurgled around him, pulsating again every few seconds. It was like Ed was enveloped in a hot cocoon of muscle that clenched and rubbed against his body. It felt slimy inside the sac-like stomach. Ed gagged as juices ran down the stomach walls onto his face. Even with the disgust he felt, Ed couldn’t help but find himself growing quite aroused from the feel of the cushioning softness around him caressing his entire body. Gently he began to rub his swollen shaft against the stomach walls, feeling their taut, winkled walls against his abused cock. What was this, his thirteenth erection tonight? Sighing in contentment, Ed would have continued thrusting against the stomach walls if not for the sudden feeling of numbness he felt spreading out over his leg. His humping ended when he stared down into the bottom of the dimly-lit stomach and made out the shape of his leg being absorbed into the stomach walls. He twitched and made a weakened whining sound before he started screaming.

“I guess my stomach has started absorbing him,” Wrath purred at hearing the screams inside him. Wrath smacked his lips and belched as he patted his full belly. The outline of Ed’s face could be seen through Wrath’s stomach. His face was frozen in a silent scream as he struggled inside the stomach hopelessly, trying anything to escape. Wrath could feel his hard cock rubbing against his bloated belly as his gut jiggled. Wrath listened to the pleas and massaged the struggling lump, feeling his erection grow harder with every scream he heard.

“I know you can hear me Ed,” Wrath whispered to his stomach. “I’ve dreamed about having you under my skin for so long and now it’s happening. I can’t tell you how excited I am right now; I’m living a dream. Keep struggling buddy, you’re making really fucking hard.” The last part came out as a hiss as Wrath felt more pleasure reach his brain. In the corner, Winry listened and watched as Wrath taunted Ed. Seeing his hard-on standing tall, Winry came up with an idea. Winry crawled over to him on her hands and knees, eyes locked on the rock-hard cock that jutted out under the swell of his belly.

“May I?” Winry whispered as Wrath looked down at her. Wrath nodded quickly, thrusting his hips out for Winry to take hold of his shaft. She reached out under the squirming mass of flesh bulging out from Wrath’s belly and grabbed his cock. Wrath moaned as she took him in her mouth, covering his burning cock in the wetness of her maw. Winry used her free hand to massage his balls, tickling his scrotum as she descended over his cock. Winry then pulled all the way out until she only had his head in her mouth and began swirling her tongue, making him moan even louder. Wrath grabbed the back of her head and tried to force his cock down her throat, but she only kept gliding her tongue over his tip, driving him mad with the mixture of pleasure and frustration.

Ed screamed as he felt his whole legs being made to disappear into the folds at the edges of Wrath's stomach. He was being absorbed, soon to become a permanent addition in Wrath’s body. At that realization, the last of Ed’s sanity snapped and he started laughing, before the laughter turned to screams and the screams to helpless blubbering. By then the numbness had spread over his single arm. Ed did then the only thing he could do: he started thrusting his hips madly against the stomach, hoping for one last orgasm before his body was gone. He humped the walls harder and harder; his pace was frantic as the numbness spread up his arm quicker and quicker. His climax finally came and he made a gurgling noise in his throat as he painted the fleshy walls white with his sperm. As he collapsed forward, all that remained of him was his torso and head. Now, all he could do was cry as the numbness started again, this time beginning at his cock. Slowly he began to dissolve, crying and screaming as he tried to think of the good things, but couldn’t seem to remember any. Ed’s final scream echoed around the stomach, as what was left after his consciousness faded became an undying addition to Wrath’s soul.

“Oh God, it’s happening!” Wrath screamed as he felt Ed merge with his soul. He had been watching as his stomach shrank back to normal, while groaning from Winry’s assault on his penis. Ed’s humping turned Wrath on even more as the small body rammed and bucked against the inside of his stomach, bringing yet greater pleasure to Wrath’s twisted brain. Wrath thrust his hips forward, pushing his cock against Winry’s throat. His hands were on Winry's head, holding her hair as she continued to suck with a passion, the tightness of his grip increasing once and then yet again until he began to grow tense with his nearness to orgasm. With Ed merging into his soul, Wrath was finally able to reach the plateau he had so desperately desired. With an inhuman scream, for the first time in his existence, Wrath experienced the sensation of orgasm. His cum began to pour down Winry’s throat and she began to milk his manhood for all the juicy cum that she could suck from him until his load tapered off, and then she only pulled back to clean the trickling flow from his cock with her tongue.

Winry licked her lips before moving up and placing her head on his shoulder, hugging his body tightly to hers. They had done it; both of them had eaten an Elric sibling and would keep a part of their meal forever inside them. Now, Winry could finally continue her life without those silly boys, and Wrath was finally a full person. The couple held each other tightly, searching in themselves for the tiny spark of existence that once belonged to their victims. Although they both hated the Elrics, in the end, the siblings had found their place in the couple’s hearts and would remain there forever.

“Want to try out your new equipment?” Winry asked, bending backwards to give Wrath access to her snug caboose. As Wrath positioned himself behind Winry, he smiled and silently thanked Edward for his final gift to him.