It had been a long time since Lelouch had last had a night free of dreams of future revenge or nightmares of the past. After the active day he had one might have expected this to be absolutely worse still. Now that he had a weapon - an absurd weapon to be certain, but still a weapon - he could surely taste that sweet taste of revenge even sweeter, even greater than ever before.
Instead… It had indeed been a dreamless sleep. He awoke feeling refreshed. He awoke feeling quite good about himself. He awoke with a peculiarly damp feeling surrounding his cock. Lelouch lifted the sheets and saw exactly why that was. The green-haired nymph he had taken from Clovis. Somehow, and he could not even begin to speculate how, she had managed to take his entire member inside her mouth.
Her eyes flicked open to look up at him, and the corners of her mouth turned up into a smile. Lelouch barely had time to think to ask her what she was doing and correct the question to why she was doing it, before she did something peculiar with her tongue that drove him clear over the edge, and it was all he could do to release into her mouth. She eagerly swallowed every single drop, and even licked her lips as though she enjoyed the taste.
“Good morning,” she said. “Did you enjoy my wake-up call?”
“As it happens, I rather did,” Lelouch admitted. “Though I am rather curious about who you are. You’re the same girl that appeared in the cockpit, isn’t that correct? C.C. as I recall.”
“My designation is C.C. but that is all I remember,” the girl answered.
Lelouch scowled at her. This was rather an irritating factor, but he felt certain he could make her remember. Clovis had certainly not proven immune. He reached forward and gently tilted her head down back towards his dick, and willed himself hard. And willed himself. And willed himself…
“Come on…” he mumbled to himself, rather annoyed by his infuriatingly stubbornly flaccid member. “What’s going on here?”
“Sorry,” C.C. said. “I just gave you a fairly thorough sucking off. I thought you wouldn’t want to show up to school, see all those cute girls in their tiny-skirted uniforms and ruin your trousers. So I drained your balls dry.”
How… thoughtful of her. Yes. Now that he thought about it, the Ashford Academy girl’s uniform did reveal quite a lot of leg. He was going to have trouble with this… enhancement as it was without having to worry about losing control over every cute girl that swished her way past.
And god help him during the student council meeting. Come to think of it, he might need to relieve himself again before that point. The things that came out of Milly’s mouth…
“Thank you,” he said, and the girl beamed a rather genuine smile back at him. He felt slightly compelled to pat her on the head, then checked himself to make certain he wasn’t being manipulated in some manner. Not that he could tell. So he did just that and she giggled playfully. “Stay here,” he instructed. “Stay out of trouble until I can decide what to do with you.”
The book should be safe here for the time being. Only males could perceive the book. Therefore, Sayoko couldn’t even see it out in the open and this C.C. girl certainly wouldn’t be able to do anything with it. The green-haired nymph curled up naked in his bed, lay her head against the pillow and watched him standing in the doorway. Who was she really? Even Clovis hadn’t been able to answer that one… Later. Once his dick had recovered enough to cocknotise her again.
Once the door closed, C.C.’s face adopted a more amused and mischievous expression. She slid out of bed, moving like a creature made entirely for sex and flicked open the book. Her doppelganger floated in the air next to her.
“It seems to be going quite well,” the spirit of the book observed.
“Yes,” the other C.C. agreed. She reached out and trailed a finger playfully along the spirit’s waist. “He is learning quickly. Before long he will be able to satisfy our deepest desires.”
“Then we shall spend the time celebrating,” the spirit said, draping her arms around the other C.C.’s head and pulling her inches away from her face. “Soon. Sooner than we dared to dream.”
The two of them moved in to close that last inch, and the spirit’s clothes vanished into thin air. It had been far too long for either one of them since the last time they had “met”. And they were more than ready to make up for all of that lost time….
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Kallen stepped onto the school grounds with a renewed sense of confidence. Sure, her uniform was threatening to tear apart, and sure, each step was causing a rather distracting jiggling sensation. But! For the first time she could remember she wasn’t angry at the world. Nor was she in a particularly bad mood about having to go back undercover.
Which, really, was a rarity she never thought she would experience. Kallen hated going undercover. Hated hated <i>hated</i> it. Being surrounded by all of those snotty, rich, privileged, never-faced-real-adversity-in-their-lives Britannian students while having to pretend to be a freaking invalid. It made her feel something she utterly detested. Powerless.
Not today. No. Today she felt powerful, and anyone could see it in the way that she walked. None of that meekness, none of that fake exhaustion, none of that careful movement to keep people thinking she was a weak, sickly girl rather than probably the most athletic person in the school.
And she knew that not a single person noticed or cared. Their attention was all occupied elsewhere.
Granted. The objectification wasn’t exactly appreciated, but Kallen knew it was a little bit more than that. A word from her and they would obey. The more they stared, the more power she had over them. How fitting would that be, then? To create an army of rebellious youths, compelled by the power of tits to fight against Britannia’s cruelty.
So Kallen was feeling pretty confident. Who could blame her under these circumstances? She hated to admit it, but the power was intoxicating to use, and by the time she was inside the main building the distracting jiggling had actually developed into a rather pleasant-feeling pattern. Step, jiggle, step, jiggle, step…
The main concern was, naturally, where to start. Perhaps with her class? Perhaps the faculty? Or experiment with a single student before trying out anything too much too soon? Isolate someone in a restroom, perhaps, and work from there? Maybe that Sophie girl? She had such an obvious crush on Kallen. Rather amusing that the one manner in which Britannia was progressive outside of scientific development was in matters of sexual orientation. The society really didn’t give all that much of a damn if you were bisexual or gay, which was pretty much the only positive she could attribute to it.
Yes, that seemed like a workable plan. Lure Sophie into the restroom, flash her boobs, then teach her how to titnotise others. The rest would come as a result of that. Kallen could barely restrain the smirk on her face, then realised that not a single person had made eye contact since she arrived and decided not to bother.
Oh, yes. This was going to be a very productive day undercover, certainly much more than any other day could have -
A lone student finally made eye contact with Kallen, and she in turn made eye contact with him. Well now. He was, she supposed, handsome. Rather tall, but fairly skinny. Intelligence shone in his eyes, leaving the impression that he was constantly studying the world around him. Kallen blinked and tried to look elsewhere, and found that she could not. Her heart started beating more rapidly in her chest, and the throbbing sent a peculiar sensation throughout her breasts. She moved towards him. He moved towards her, and suddenly it seemed quite apparent that whatever was happening to her, something very similar was happening to him.
“Hello,” the boy said. “My name is Lelouch. I don’t believe we’ve talked before.”
“I’m Kallen,” she said, moving close enough that her breasts were pressing up against his body. “Forget talking.”
“Consider it done,” he said, grabbing her hand and pulling her into a nearby janitor’s closet. She could have easily stopped him, but if he hadn’t done it first then she very well would have.
- The two of them instinctively brainwash each other.
- Neither of them can influence the other with their abilities, but they’re so attracted to each other that it doesn’t really matter.
- C.C. appears in the closet and whispers in their minds while both are occupied. What is she up to?
- While the two of them screw each other silly, an unusual form of energy is released having an effect on the entire school.
- Later on, Kallen is inducted into the student council.
- Something else
OHHHHHH TEASERS!!!!!!!!
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