Cocknosis Geass
There was this really, really annoying noise coming from her hip all of a sudden. Ugh, great! Now her body was starting to actually buzz her when she wanted sex. This was the last thing she needed, and it wasn’t helping that it sounded exactly like her ringtone!
… Which is when Kallen realised exactly how drunk she was, and answered her phone.
“Hello?” she somehow found a way to slur. “This is Kallen. Whadaya want?”
“Phew!” Tamaki replied. “Oh, wow! I can smell your breath from here. Picked a bad night to go out drinking, there’s something big going on!”
“Big?” Kallen asked, sticking out her fingers. “How big we talking here? Sort of yaaaaay big, or thiiiis big?”
“… Right, so you’re drunk enough that you don’t realise I can’t see your hands. That’s okay! Just head home, and I’ll fill you in tomorrow. I’ll tell everyone you’re sick, I’m sure they’ll understand. Want me to order you a taxi?”
“Nah, I’m not that hungry.”
“… Taxi it is! Where are you right -”
And she clicked off her phone. Feh. Who needed that idiot anyway? She was Kallen Kozuki, ace pilot of the Black Knights! She was a kickass, badass fighting machine that could find her way home. Not a problem. Right? Right! Well, tonight she wasn’t exactly in a mind to head off home anyway. Tonight, she might look like a helpless drunk pretty girl, but she could still kick the ass of anyone that tried -
“Hey, pretty thing, where do you think you’re heading all alone this time of - Grk!”
“When you find your testicles,” Kallen slurred, “try putting them to better use in future than trying to pull girls into an alley in the dead of night. ’Kay? Thanks for playing!”
Yeah, turned out Tamaki was sweet for worrying and all, but he was worrying about the wrong person. Not only anyone that tried any kind of attack against her, but also the man that she might actually wind up inviting between her legs. Because that guy, he might not survive the night….
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So there they were. The Black Knights. Guardians of the weak, protectors of the downtrodden. Gathered in a hall, awaiting the arrival of their mysterious masked leader. Many of them were quite anxious. Working in a high-class Britannian spa was not what they had signed up for.
But hey! At least the pay was pretty great.
As the crowd was growing impatient, the man himself appeared, sweeping inside the room with his cape wrapped tightly around him. Many among them had wondered at his strange walking choice, though others felt he was being enigmatic. That seemed to work for him, made it easier to follow the impossible things that he led them into. Little did they realise that today they were going to be led into something even more impossible.
Little did they know that, outside the door Zero had just entered from, Villetta had locked the door while Ohgi was gently taking her from behind. The soundproofed nature of the room they were in made it absolutely impossible to hear them.
“Ladies, gentlemen!” Zero began, his voice booming out throughout the room. It had amazing acoustics; you could tell it was used for meetings with the staff. The architecture all led one naturally to sit in a manner that required looking up at the person at the head of the room. Zero was now standing behind a podium, gesturing with all of his usual flair and style. “I know that you have pondered upon the true reason for our work in this spa! You must be aware by now that my excuse of spying on Britannian nobility was merely that: An excuse! You see, I was not certain that my true intentions would bear fruit, and were I to tell you what they were then you would have thought me insane!”
“A little late for that,” someone whispered. Whoever it was, they weren’t telling.
“But now it is safe for me to say that the experiments have been a rousing success! Beyond my wildest dreams. Now, my allies, my knights of justice and dare I even say my friends! I give you… The future of freedom!”
And then Zero stepped out from behind the podium, holding his cape up behind him in a manner that made him look somewhat like a bat. Everyone in the room stared, and for a full minute there was nothing but silence.
“Is that his dick?” one man asked.
“Yep,” said a woman. She began to fan herself. “That would be Zero’s dick.”
“His giant phallus.”
“His mighty schlong.”
Once again, silence washed over them all. Zero’s cock twitched just slightly, and they all simultaneously gulped quite nervously with the single unifying thought passing through their brains. Their leader had cracked, and boy was he packing heat! Or, thoughts to that effect if not those exact words.
“Question!” Diethard said, raising his hand in the air while his eyes never wandered from Zero’s crotch. “While that is a rather magnificent specimen of manliness, I fail to comprehend the manner in which this will allow us to enact justice.”
“The method is simple,” Zero said. “This is not an order but a request: Attempt to look away from my penis by your own free will.”
And not a single eye budged even an inch. They blinked. They stared. That was about the sum of it. The raw and unexpected shock of seeing Zero’s semi-erect shaft had left them utterly helpless against its hypnotic effects. Though none of them were fully and properly entranced quite yet, they were already well on their way. Not that they understood what was happening to them. Not yet, at any rate.
“As I thought,” Zero said. He stepped forward, and once again you could hear every other throat in the room nervously swallow. “Allow me to explain it to you in greater detail! Allow me to introduce all of you… To the wonderful power of Cocknosis!”
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On the outside of the room, the sturdiness of the door was being given the test of a lifetime. Now, Villetta Nu had known that something weird was going on with her, that she was acting pretty much against her own will. She had tried to fight it. She had tried to stop herself from betraying her nation, stop herself from fucking some Eleven nobody, stop herself from enjoying it…
Yeah, that last one kind of gave the game away, didn’t it? She had been fighting a losing battle at every step along the way, and in the end something had to give. Turned out the big meaty dick filling her up and making her insides feel like they were being turned inside out was the greatest thing to ever happen to her. The best! She couldn’t get enough. It was wrong and she knew it but that just made it all the hotter, all the more juicy.
“What’s your name?” he asked out of nowhere. “I mean, this seems incredibly rude but I just realised I don’t even know your name.”
“It’s Villetta Nu,” she grunted and then, with an act of incredible flexibility and strength that came from years of constant fitness training, drills and so many hours at the gym, she threw Ohgi hard against the door and before he could even recover forced his hands to grope her tight, shapely ass while thrusting her soft, round breasts right into his chest. She’d let him have control long enough. She wanted it a touch more rough. “What’s yours?”
“Kaname Ohgi,” he replied, sort of like a deer lost in the headlights. Whatever. She had certain needs to fill, and he was the best means of getting them filled. So he wanted to fuck Britannia, did he? Well, what was wrong with a little mutual fucking if they both got something out of it?
- Lelouch quickly hypnotises the Black Knights with his giant dick.
- Some of the Black Knights notice what’s happening and try to fight it.
- Meanwhile, Kallen manages to find Suzaku.
- Kallen encounters another character entirely.
- Something else
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