He woke up and screamed. This was a nightmare! Now, he normally slept in the nude, that wasn't the problem. Oh no, the problem was much MUCH worse. He'd woken up with boobs, and no dick. He promptly passed out. When he woke up he went running for his brother. "!" he yelled out as he ran up the stairs (still naked). "West! I need your help!" he screamed.

Germany stepped out of his room at his brother's (oddly high-pitched) screaming. "What is it Prussia?" he asked right before he collided with a completely naked white haired woman. He was stunned for a second then turned away blushing and apologizing profusly.

Prussia put his hands on his now well rounded hips, "Damn it West! It's me!" he hissed out between his teeth. This was totally unawsome!

Germany looked back. "Oh my god." he whispered. His, er... brother... had long white hair that reached his hips, and heavy lidded crimson eyes. His skin was pale and had light scars running all over it, but now, instead of a flat chest, he had lush, well-formed, large boobs. Tight white curls rested at the vee in her legs. He had to silently admit that his brother made a beautiful woman. He shook his head, "There has to be some logical explanation for this... Did you make England angry again?" he asked.

Prussia brought her face close to her brother and scowled, "No." then a confused look came over her face, "I don't think so anyways... I was pretty drunk last night." she stood up and turned her back to her brother so that he got a nice eyefull of her tight rounded butt. "That's odd, I don't have a hang-over... Weird." She turned back quickly, her long straight hair flowing like silk behind her. "First, West! I need some clothes. As much as I know you like staring at my ass, I don't think the others would appreciate it." she said grinning at Ludwig's red face. "Kesese~"

Ludwig went and found a tight black tanktop that wouldn't reveal as much of his, er... sister's breasts. They didn't have a bra so they had to do with the tight shirt. He tossed her a pair of boxers and a pair of baggy camo pants, and a belt. Luckily her feet were about the same size as the male Prussia's so she was able to wear her own combat boots. Much to Germany's pain and pleasure, the tanktop didn't quite cover her flat tummy and often flashed her creamy skin at him.

"Alright West!" Prussia said as Germany combed his hair making it silky (long hair actually stayed flat!) "Let's go kick England's ass!" she said excited. It wasn't so bad being a woman... except that he had to pee sitting down, he was much more sensitive, and well let's face it, he had boobs. They were annoying and got in the way.

Germany just silently followed his sister as she led the way.

Because of Prussia's nagging, and the pilot's inability to say no to her, they got to England in record time. They whole plane ride Germany couldn't stop staring at the dark iron cross that rested nicely at the hollow of Prussia's neck, drawing attention to her well endowed cleavage.

Prussia just laughed every time she caught her brother staring.

After a quick drive they arrived at England's house. Germany held his sister back and knocked politely on the nation's door. Prussia of coarse attempted to escape so that she could strangle the island nation.

England opened the door and sent a confused, but polite, smile to Germany. Then he saw Prussia and the smile left. "Uh oh." he said.

Prussia pounced on him, "Damn right Uh oh you damn Brit!" she hissed punching England three times before Germany was able to pull her off. "How the fuck do I change back you damn prick!" she growled out crossing her slim arms over her chest.

England sighed, "Er... the spell is actually one that will only leave once the one who loves you confesses it, and means it. Simply saying I love you won't work unless they say it and mean it in the way of they love you and want to be with you always. So a parent saying it won't work, and so on and so forth. You just have to wait until your true love gets up the courage to tell you the truth. Who could love you I don't know. Ladies do not jump on people and attack them." he said reprimandingly.

Prussia just humphed and turned away from the annoying brit. Germany thanked him, and pulled Prussia out the door. Prussia noticed that her little brother looked a little pale and queezy. "Hey West?" she asked softly. He looked down at her slightly growing more pale.

"Ja East?" he asked his voice trembling a little bit. Prussia noticed his arm shaking as it held her hand. Being thick-headed as always she didn't know why her little brother, one of the strongest people she knew, was so scared.

Little did they know that England had used a series of spells that would take place one after another. Of coarse, England had been drunk so he didn't know either.

"What's wrong? Why are you scared?" she asked worried. She held his hand tighter. Normally the warmth of the touch would have calmed his fears, but not this time. This time that warmth was the cause of his fear.

"Ah, it is nothing, um... le-let's go home East, ja? We need to eat something." he said. Prussia just nodded. He'd find out sooner or later. He wouldn't let his little West suffer in silence.

If Germany had taken the time to look at his sister's face he'd have seen the determined light in her eyes and been more careful, but he didn't. It was a long plane ride home.

...

Germany pulled out the wurst for supper, he knew it was his sister's favorite. Neither sibling watched the skies outside. Nope, rather Prussia dominated the tv by playing video games. The smell of wurst soon brought Prussia to the kitchen where west was putting the wurst and potatoes on plates. Prussia ran up and gave Germany a giant kiss on the lips before grabbing her plate and sitting at the table. Happily she started eating. Germany stood there for a second flaming bright red before collecting himself and sitting down across from his sister and eating.

...

Germany woke up at midnight to find a shivering form against him. Then he saw the lightning flash and heard the thunder. He threw his eyes heaven bound. Was everything trying to get him to break his vows to himself? he wondered as Prussia let out a muffled sob and pulled in closer to him. Germany held his frightened sister to him and sang softly to calm him.

He sat for two hours holding her and singing softly to relieve her fears. Finally the storm calmed and she fell asleep, "Love you west." she said softly as her breathing slowed. When he thought she was asleep he pulled her close and put his lips up to her ear. "I love you Gilbert. I love you so much." he said.

Prussia heard him, but didn't let him know, soon after sleep took both brothers away.