Story: Anti Harem

 

 
<i>"How do you feel about her?"</i>

C.C. had asked that question to him on a train once, or so he supposed. His answer at the time was simple, concise and completely unhelpful.

<i>"I don't know"</i>

Well, he could tell how he felt about her currently. Lust. Unbridled, unrestrained physical desire. Milly had always said Shirley had a perfect ten figure, and they weren't kidding. He'd never permitted himself the pleasure of the fairer sex before this ridiculous gamble. It was too risky. Too many emotional vulnerabilities would open up. Weak points that an enemy as utterly ruthless as Britannia would exploit without mercy - perhaps even doing so by accident.

He was on top, forcing his magically engorged penis into her far too willing body, a joining as natural and ancient as the human race itself. Lelouch was in need of this. Desperate, crippling need. Her writhing body, both begging off and demanding more, excited him in ways he did not expect.

"Oooh, I can't believe we're doing this!" Shirley moaned, though she was hardly making any attempt to stop him. In fact, with the way her limbs were coiling around his body it was very much quite the opposite. "That sneaky Nina! I bet Milly put her up to this!"

<i>"I keep falling in love with you over and over again."</i>

On reflex he held her body tighter to his, not out of lust but a perverse form of protection. It was strange, frustrating beyond belief. Most of his memories were sealed away behind this wager, but he kept getting tantalising glimpses at what lay beyond. The memory seal not as complete as it should be, or deliberate sabotage by his powerful adversary?

"Sorry for getting you roped into this," Lelouch said. "I'm not sure how it happened myself, but if I don't have regular intercourse it becomes quite painful for me."

Not entirely a lie. He wasn't sure how exactly his penis had been changed into this. He was pretty sure of why and who, though. Certain of it actually. The best lies were like that. Not quite a lie. Not quite the truth.

"Th-Then, I'll be your outlet," Shirley said, turning to look away from him before, to his surprise, using her superior athletic body to flip over, and start riding him from on top. "I'll - I'll take the pressure off so you don't do something you regret later on."

His mind was torn between two lines of thought. On the one hand, he should take care not to form a harem. On the other, he absolutely had to keep Shirley safe.

<i>"Sometimes, the best way to keep things safe is to keep them at arm's length"</i>

That idea is what he'd employed the last time. He was fairly certain of it. Kept his friends at Ashford at a distance. Gone through the motions with them, kept them from thinking too hard about his relationship with them... while pretending they didn't mean anything at all to him. Yet they did. They did mean something to him. As much as he hated Britannia, as much as he knew the Empire had to pay for its crimes, he had committed a crime of his own by ignoring and downplaying his own feelings towards them.

He tried thrusting up, feeling a touch of a threat to his masculinity in being beneath her. Alas, his own enthusiasm couldn't hope to match hers. Shirley was throwing her entire body into this the way that only an athlete can.

"Ohhh, it's the least I can do," Shirley moaned, putting her hands on top of her head and thrusting out her chest, putting it on display for him. It was quite blatant, really, what she was doing. "For not noticing what you were going through!"

"I... was trying to hide it," Lelouch grunted.

"That's no excuse!" Shirley retorted. "We're supposed to be close, right? Friends notice this sort of thing about each other!"

... Had he grossly misunderstood the nature of the 'friends' relationship? He was pretty sure Rivalz were rather oblivious to what was going on with him, and Suzaku would be if he was here as well. Milly had noticed - but that's because she's <i>Milly Ashford</i>, she pays attention to these kinds of things.

In any event, he should not complain. Although his intention was to keep Shirley and the others at arm's length, that rather inhibited his options for letting off steam. For the time being she seemed like a truly rational choice. He could maintain a relationship of that sort with her, use her to build cover, perhaps even as an alibi if things got too hairy, and do so without having a 'harem'.

He could see it. He could absolutely see it. Her feminine figure, which she was allowing him to touch freely as much as he wanted, was an ideal athletic build. Suitable for a swimmer, she was slender, discreetly muscular. It bothered him a little she was on top guiding things along. He'd always preferred to be in control, but under the circumstances her enthusiasm was - aha - rather overpowering.

If he could keep her away from his clandestine activities... If he could find a way to juggle the relationship, then Shirley would be ideal. Yes, she would be the perfect person to use to control this cheating beastly urge to mate his omnipotent adversary had imposed upon him.

There was only one wrinkle in the ointment. Did he love her? Yes. Absolutely. Did he love her the way that she wanted him to? No. Alas, he did not.

But on the other hand... when his hands slipped around to squeeze her delightful behind, such matters might not be that important. Firm. Very firm. Supple. Yes, that was a word Milly had used to describe her, and it fit quite well. Lelouch relaxed a bit, allowing himself to enjoy the moment more. Savour the opportunity for release put in front of him. Kallen's incessant teasing. Nina's trick to set them up like this. Yes, such things would be worth it for the moment he -

Sproing!

Was it his imagination, or - It was a little hard to tell. Shirley was bouncing quite vigorously, which was having interesting effects on her body but also making it hard for him to properly judge. However, it almost seemed to him that her breasts and ass got a little larger.

"Ohhhh, Lelou!" Shirley moaned, grasping his hands and guiding them up to her breasts. Her vigor and enthsuiasm met new heights, and he had some rather more empirical proof that they were, indeed growing. "You can use me whenever you want! Don't hold back! Don't - Woah!"

And here, ladies and gentlemen, is where Shirley's curse of clumsiness kicked in, as she somehow managed to topple over, forcing him to roll onto his side in the process. There is such a thing as being too eager!

"Hehehehe," she nervously tittered, lying next to him with eyes only on him. It was a little strange being looked at in this way. Especially when he was still feeling lingers of guilt for what happened to her. "Sorry, got a little too into it. Whatever was in that stuff Nina dumped on us must be pretty potent, huh?"

This wasn't the work of Nina, he felt certain. If it was this easy to construct a chemical concoction with this effect, it would have been discoverd a long, long time ago. There was a peculiar gleam in her eye that, to his mind, felt quite unnatural. Especially when out of nowhere she suddenly groped herself, and said -

"You know, I don't mind sharing you with other girls, if it helps keep this monster in check -"

"Foul!" Lelouch interrupted. "This goes against the spirit of our game, assuming direct control should be out of limits."

The demeanour on her face changed to one of resignation and defeat. "Ugh, fine. You caught me. I went a little too over the top, I suppose? This is why you're the chessmaster, and I'm just the random omnipotent being fucking with your head."

Shirley disentangled herself - or more accurately the being possessing her disentangled her - from him and rose to her feet, stretching out and, to Lelouch's eyes, adopting a quite masculine body language. Wide open, a bit cocky, and the expression on her face was completely unlike Shirley. That smirk, the condescension, crossing her arms underneath her breasts and staring down at him.

"For the record, I only took over at the end there, it was all her until that point," she said. "Miss Fenette is super into you. She has all these wacky dreams about getting you sorted out, helping you land a proper office job, becoming a CEO while she swims professionally and raises three kids. Each named after one of your council buddies." She shook her head. "Oh, such idealism. As if she'd have the figure or the stamina to swim after all that. Even if you weren't a rebellious Prince, such a fantasy is beyond her ability."

"What's wrong with that?" Lelouch bit back. "Dreams of the future, hope for tomorrow, spurs humankind onwards, it motivates us to be better than we are today. He climbed to his feet and regarded Shirley's new figure carefully. As clinically as possible. He'd been concerned that she would have lost her ideal swimming figure - but if anything, the traits needed to be hydrodynamic seemed to be enhanced alongside her sex appeal. The muscles in her shoulders, abdomen and thighs looked more pronounced than before, while also retaining a curvaceous edge to them. Aesthetically pleasing nad functional at the same time. Astonishing. "Not that I expect such beings as yourself to understand the idea."

"Better than you think, boyo!" Shirley tapped his forehead. "Come on, now. Fight back at least a little, why don't you? You've been letting me lead you by the dick. Didn't see through Nina's little scheme, can barely keep your hands off Kallen, are you honestly even trying? You haven't even donned the Zero mask yet, and you're struggling this much? What are you going to do when C.C. starts sleeping in your bed, and Kaguya starts crawling all over your butt?"

The image of Lady Kaguya crawling all over his butt was a much less pleasant image than it sounded, and to lelouch it already sounded quite unpleasant to start with. Was she now some kind of insect, perhaps? Perish the thought!

"Oh? Are you really going to make that sort of complaint right after being caught in the midst of blatant cheating?" Lelouch asked. "I won't go so far as to claim victory from this trifle, my pride won't allow it... but I will accept a penalty."

"You want this body back to normal, then?" his enemy asked, leaning forward and cutely winking at him. "What's the matter, don't you like this body type?"

Never take an offer made by the enemy, it's almost certainly a trap. A diversion of some kind, perhaps?

"What mental changes have you made to her?" he insisted. Shirley had gone along with him a little too quickly and eagerly for his liking.

"Is it the tits or the waist that are distracting you?" she countered, smoothing her hands down those ridiculous curves. "Not that I could blame you for being distracted, but like I said, I only came in at the end. So...? How about I fix it so no more alterations to anything or anyone can be made after this penalty? Is that a good penalty or what?"

"A good start," Lelouch said. "But it implies that you've already made the changes you intended to make. A little more than that should make up for your cheating attempt don't you think?"

At this point he didn't have a specific idea of what he should ask for, exactly. There were a few possibilities, but any of them would do. It depended on how far he was willing to be pushed. It might come down to negotiating it down a bit. Besides which, he wanted something a bit more tangible, something he could ideally prove. Alas, she was puffing her face up with her hands on her hips. For a moment he was worried that Shirley had actually come back in control.

"Alright wise guy, you want something a bit more than that? Fine! I'll lay out some options for you, and you get to pick! Got it? So here they are!"

1. Every time he has sex with someone, he can use his Geass on them one more time.
2. In order for a harem to count, it has to be at least four girls.
3. He's the only one that notices Shirley's new and improved body.
4. Full knowledge of the changes made to the setting.
5. Something else