Story: Code Cocknosis

 

 It was a silent game being played. Cornelia li Britannia, versus three blind opponents. Stumbling through her control room with nary a care. None of the three of them dared to open their eyes to look around, lest they gaze upon the images on the monitor ahead - or upon each other's hypnotic, enthralling genitals. While Cornelia had her own defensive measures well established, there was no reason to make things easy for her opponents. Let them come at her, wail against her walls one at a time, batter themselves down - and thus make it all the likelier that they'd fall by the end.

"What's the matter? Nervous?" Cornelia heard her own voice say from the speakers. Which told her all she needed to hear. The three of them were trying a pincer movement. The most obvious ploy. One behind, one to the left, one in the middle. Each approaching her chair blind, intending to pounce on her, while in truth she was standing off to the left side of the room. "You craven cowards. Fools like you will never overcome the Empire!"

Hmph. One of them was approaching her position now, oblivious to her true location. Cornelia listened carefully for the footsteps, waited until she could hear breathing near her - while holding her own breath - and then she made her move.

"Gotcha!" she yelled, grabbing the enemy from behind. In no time at all, she had her tits pressed up against this rogue woman's back. A slender figure, but deceptively strong. She could feel some potent muscles under this soft flesh.

"Hey, let go of - Oooh!" the rebellious little minx moaned, as Cornelia expertly set her fingers to massaging and kneading the girl's amazing tits. She had to be careful here. It wold be easy, too easy, for Cornelia herself to fall under the influence of these tits. She had a slight advantage as she had her tits up against the girl's back, but against three opponents such an advantage might as well not even exist."

"K-Kallen?!" another girl chirped from elsewhere in the room.

"It's alright, Shirley," the boy's voice said. "Stay calm. If we panic, we'll fall into her trap."

The fools! They'd fallen into her trap the moment they had so much as entered this room! She dragged this kallen girl into the chair, having her sit in her lap while making her squeal and moan under her tender, rough ministrations.

"Kallen, was it?" Cornelia asked, whispering in the slut's ear. "Time for you to open your eyes."

"N-Never!" Kallen whimpered like a needy whore. Hrmph. That tone was all Cornelia needed to know her type.

"What's the matter? Afraid"? Cornelia jeered. "I can understand why. Britannian tits are inherently superior, there's no way you'd be able to last a minute with them in front of you."

"y-You think I'm that stupid?" Kallen asked, leaning back into her tits. "I'm not gonna... fall for... Oh god the car wash is the hottest fucking thing."

Ah, to each their own. Cornelia personally preferred the obstacle course. Running through the nets, crawling on their bellies, getting all muddy and dirty while their tits bounced and jiggled... perhaps that was her military tendencies piping in, but that was definitely her preference. In either case, the slutty traitor went limp in Cornelia's lap and started to giggle mindlessly.

"Kallen! Fight it!" the boy's voice called out. Closer than Cornelia would like. Hrmph.

"Kallen dear, give that boy a nice juicy titjob for me, would you?" Cornelia asked. "It's what these tits were made to do. So big and succulent - " Ah! She was starting to slip. "Now please!"

The sound of sweet release was, indeed, the sweetest sound. Kallen was let loose by Cornelia, making a sound like a ravenous beast. Hah! This was her favourite part of titnosis. Hijacking the enemy's weak will, and turning it against their allies. They thought to use titnosis against her? The fools. They hadn't the experience in the field, or with this power, to ever use it as effectively as she could.

That being said, she did have to calm herself down a little. Using it there was risky. Grabbing onto the enemy's tits especially so, but overwhelming her with sudden pleasure was the best way to quickly put her under. A calculated risk, but one well worth taking as it helped her assert her own dominance over these novice fools.

Of course, Kallen had one key advantage in this situation that the others did not. Now that she had opened her eyes, she could see what she was doing. The others had to have theirs closed. Ask anyone who knows a thing or two about hunting, and they'll tell you the same thing - Sight is the premier ability used by all animals who live in the light. By prey to avoid their predators, and by predators to track their prey. Thus, in no time at all -

"K-Kallen! Is that you?"

"Cooooock!"

Ah, young love. Did it not sound so sweet? No doubt she had made an immediate beeline straight for the leader of their little group and, judging by those sounds, had wrapped her tits around his cock, and was furiously pumping it for all that she was worth. Which, to Cornelia's estimation, wasn't all that much. Aside from her tits.

While she had to admit that the traitor had a rather tight little body, Cornelia had a higher standard. Not much higher, granted, but she preferred the muscles on a woman to be a bit more obvious. Hrmph. Perhaps she would take Kallen under her wing. Give her a proper military education, put her through boot camp... then keep her for booty camp. A shudder went through her, and suddenly Cornelia realised she'd been playing with her own tits. Bad Princess. Naughty Princess. Have fun later.

"Kallen, I command you! Release my cock, this instant!"

The fool. At this point the three of them were so horny thanks to the other challenges that such a command might be obeyed - but only for a moment before she went right back to the shaft. Sure enough, a whole three seconds passed and - back on she went. Wonderful. What a sweet tortured melody. Only a matter of time now before he fell. Although that did leave Cornelia wondering where the last of them was...? She slunk off the chair and slipped off to the side of the room, no need to make it easy for them. Kallen would take them both down in no time at  -

"Ohhhh... Lelouch!" Kallen moaned. "Your cock is sooooo amazing, I'm such a slut for it!"

"Lelouch?" Cornelia gasped before she even knew what she'd done. Hearing that name right now had not been something she'd expected. Lelouch, the son of Mariannae? Alive? Here? Her enemy was that boy?

"Toil away as much as you like," her recorded voice said. The girl was on the move! But that position - that was Lelouch, wasn't it? Biting her lip, Cornelia opened her eyes, knowing her back was to the monitors and saw -

Tits lunging towards her in a perfect dive across the room. Behind them, Kallen giving Lelouch - undoubtedly Lelouch now that she looked at him - a titjob. The tits hit her legs, and Cornelia toppled over to the floor, finding herself looking up at an orange haired beauty who had the body of a pro-swimmer (if you discounted the tits), who grabbed Cornelia's wrists and forced her to grope and squeeze her absolutely divine tits. Because of course they were. They were fucking perfect, because they were titnosis tits. She squeezed and groped as though her hands were magnetised, unable to look away - at least until the girl tilted Cornelia's head up to look at the monitors and - oh dear her tongue seemed to be flopping out the side of her mouth.

"Just like you said Lelou," the girl said. Lelou. That was a cute nickname. Cornelia gigled in spite of herself, while watching herself crawl through the obstacle course. So muddy, so dirty, so military. "Now, three... two... one, and - "

Shirley backed off, leaving Cornelia groping for air - and then her tits exploded into orgasmic relief, spraying out milk. Better than an orgasm! Ah! Her defensive measures! Of course, that girl had been trying to put her under and this was what she was using to keep herself safe!

Unfortunately, Cornelia only had a moment of lucidity before she realised the singular flaw in her defensive measures. Namely, if she was lying on her back, the milk would spray directly into the air. Right over her.

The white liquid fell onto her before she could do more than sit up, drenching her head to toe in - cumming - creamy - cumming cumming cumming - white -cumming so hard cumming so hard so hard so fucking hard - delicious warm milk straight from her own perfect tits. Her body was left a convulsing mess within seconds, drooling from everywhere it was possible for someone to drool.

"Hrmp, you almost had me there Cornelia," Lelouch said, suddenly standing over her, thrusting his cock into Kallen's tits over and over again. At the corner of her vision she could see that the monitors were off now. "Using Kallen against me like that, quite an excellent move, and the milky defense... If only Kallen hadn't noticed it while reading the book, we would have been completely caught flat footed."

"A shame we didn't have the time to implement it ourselves," Shirley titered. "It takes too long to set that up. Not that time will be a factor anymore."

"But I was able to condition Kallen and Shirley, such that they would say my name after I ordered them to leave my cock alone," Lelouch continued. The boy grunted. Pulled away from Kallen. Then came all over Cornelia's tits, leaving her even deeper in a black hole of pleasure. "Then the other would bowl you over and deliberately set off your defenses."

This was a total defeat for Cornelia, it seemed. Which left her wondering what her estranged half brother was going to do now.