Story: CG Britannian Breeding

 

 
Ah, what a remarkable scene we find ourselves upon. Within the Fantasy Seduction Club, Lelouch was finding himself embracing two girls that would make him the envy of the school. Shirley and Kallen, both of them passionately kissing him, and occasionally one another, as the three of them cleaned and dressed after their first time together. Let us take a moment to look into the minds of this trio, to help us understand what they were thinking right now. Kallen to begin with.

Kallen Stadtfeld, ne Kozuki had a complicated life. And no wonder. The daughter of a formerly high class Japanese woman, and a Britannian nobleman. Her mixed race was bound to cause all kinds of hassle for her, and her family, if it ever got out. Her father had to divorce her mother, and marry another Britannian woman who happened to be barren, and also kind of a bitch. Both in the terms of her having a bad personality, and as a synonym for 'slut'. Having seen both sides of the way things were in Area Eleven, she'd built up something of a hostile nature to the Empire - she had too many friends who had suffered and died - including her own brother, who was more obviously Japanese than her - to ever simply relax and enjoy the life of the wealthy and powerful.

Still, within the landscape of her mind there was a split. One side was much larger than the other. It was like the ghettoes that many Elevens had to reside in now, and flew the Japanese flag without reservation or fear. The other side was miniscule, the part of her that could at least respect Britannian's technical achievements in science and art, as well as appreciate that not all of them were actually that bad on an individual level. It flew Britannian colours in a way almost seeming to mock the idea.

And within these two sections of her there were two different Kallens. One dressed in a kimono. The other a fancy yellow dress. Let us call them Japan-Kallen, and Brit-Kallen as a way of distinguishing them.

"Well, we sure picked a winner didn't we?" Brit-Kallen said. Normally she stayed quiet, so her speaking up now had surprised Japan-Kallen quite a bit. "Smart. Handsome. Fucks like a tiger. Woof, I can't fault your tastes. Not even a little."

Japan-Kallen frowned and approached her worse half. "This is hardly the time for a boyfriend. I mean, sure, he was pretty great, but -"

"Yeah, yeah!" Brit-Kallen interrupted. "The Holy Britannian Empire fucking sucks and needs to be overthrowne. I feel that, believe it or not I totally agree, but girl you got needs too. The last thing you should want is to hook up with a Japanese guy right now - "

"What, because they won't be as good in bed?"

"No, dummy! Emotional attachment. If something goes wrong in your relationship, it could interfere in your missions. Which are already pretty fraught with peril as it is. Worst that will happen with Lelouch is a nasty breakup and high school drama. While the best that could happen is that he knocks. Us. Up."

Japan-Kallen stared at her counterpart slack jawed, unable to believe what she was seeing. This other side of he was... she was downright lewd. Though she felt a little flush as well. That Lelouch boy had definitely got something about him that made him... talented in bed. An instinct, or maybe it was a fast developed strategy that allowed him to sexually satisfy her quickly, efficiently, and thoroughly. Though one other issue had come up.

"You... don't have a problem with us opposing Britannia?"

"No shit," Brit-Kallen rolled her eyes. "Listen, dummy. I'm still you. Just because I'm the metaphysical representation of your 'Britannian side' doesn't mean I think Britannia is the best thing since sliced bread. It's more like, I'm the part of you that's genetically predisposed to want to breed with strong mates. The part of you that craves to give birth to strong, smart children. The part of you that has that instinct, that drive, that need to breed, the part that recognises that Lelouch Lamperouge - for some reason  - is hitting the jackpot, the lottery, and finding a new Sakuradite deposit all rolled into one. Why else do you think I'm okay with sharing him with that Shirley girl?"

Actually, that was a good question. Why was she okay with -

"Because she'll also give him strong babies." Ah, now Brit-Kallen was all but drooling at the mouth. You know the 'yandere pose' where the girl has her hands on her cheeks and that weird gleam in her eyes where she's not all there, but you're clearly there because you're her entire world? That was it. "Oooh, I can't wait for him to breed us both!"

"Well, that's not something I want!" Japan-Kallen protested. "I can't exactly fight for Japan's freedom if I'm knocked up with... with strong, smart, adorable babies." Her kimono changed colour there. Going from a gentle pastel colour, to a more vibrant yellow. She shook her head and pushed herself back on track.

"Eh? Really? Well, how about this?" Brit-Kallen asked. "He's attending Ashford Academy, right? And he's on the student council. That means he's almost certainly got some sort of pull. Connections. Something not obviously tied to us. Same with Shirley. She must know people. Use those connections. Get the cell some cash, or food, or whatever."

"B-But I don't want to share my first boyfriend with - "

"With me?"

Japan-Kallen spun around, and found herself staring at Shirley, naked and waving shyly at her. It was strange, but... the more she stared, the more aroused she was becoming. It was... so strange. Her kimono shrunk a bit. Retaining its same overall design, but now showing off a fair bit more leg and cleavage than it had a moment ago. Shirley strode forward, or at least the image of her did, walking right by Japan-Kallen and int othe waiting arms of Brit-Kallen.

"Oh, right should have probably mentioned, we're pretty hard bi now," Brit-Kallen said. "Also, the idea of Lelouch banging other girls doesn't bother us, like, at all. Not sure why. Probably not important."

In the real world Kallen was passionately using her tongue to make love to Lelouch's ear, while her hand reached around to squeeze Shirley's breasts. All argument from her was gone and dealt with. This was her life now. She was Lelouch and Shirley's girlfriend.

Meanwhile, in the head of Shirley Fenette, there was a swimming pool. A great big swimming pool, around which she was swimming laps, while a group of shirtless oiled up Lelouchs were cheering her on.

"Okay, so this isn't quite how I wanted it," Shirley was saying to herself when she reached the edge of the pool. She looked around at all the lelouchs. Some of whom had a Kallen on their arm, stealing his attention away from her. "I don't like that this Kallen babe is all over him as well."

She kicked off the wall and completed another lap. On looking around, there was a Kallen for every Lelouch, clinging onto one another, each of them cheering her on. Shirley's eyes passed over them. Taking in lelouch's tall, slender physique, though to her surprise she was also drawn in by Kallen's deceptively busty figure.

"But... it's not like I hate it..." Shirley decided. A lecherous grin grew upon her face, almost reminiscent of Milly's common expression. "It might not be perfect, but it might actually be better than perfect."

And in the real world, Shirley broke away from Lelouch's neck to nuzzle on Kallen's instead. Though her hand did still linger on Lelouch's chest, which he was probably a little annoyed by because he was trying to button up his shirt again.

Now, as for Lelouch. There was not a dichotomy here, where he debated between, say, Lelouch Lamperouge and Lelouch vi Britannia. You're thinking too small. Imagine, let's say, that rather than a conversation between two aspects of himself, imagine instead about a dozen or so scattered around a courtroom. There's Lelouch the defense attorney, Lelouch the prosecutor, Lelouch the judge, Leloluch the bailiff, Lelouch the court clerk, Lelouch the court stenographer, and a few comprising a jury each one with different temperaments and biases.

"Order, order!" the judge announced, beckoning for them all to stay silent. "So, Lelouch. You had long since decided that you would not acquire a harem for yourself, as you were hell bent on avoiding becoming like your father, who has a frankly ludicrous amount of women crawling all over his dick - and also because it would distract you from your quest from revenge and seeking a better world for your innocent pure little sister! Do you have anything to say for yourself?"

The defense stood up. "Exhibit A," he said, and all of a sudden Shirley appeared in court, did a little twirl, and clung to the defenses side harder than a limpet shell to a well. "Exhibit B". And then it was Kallen's turn.

The court broke out into murmurs of agreement at this. But, of course, the prosecution slammed their hands on their desk in an overly dramatic style, and pointed an accusing finger at the defense.

Guess who has been watching Ace Attorney let's plays this week.

Anyway.

"Objection!" the prosecution yelled, their voice practically a roar. "The judge asked why you have forsaken the tactical  advantage of not thinking with your dick, and you respond by presenting two extremely pretty girls with fit, nubile bodies who would doubtless bear you extremely healthy children," the prosecution stopped to compose itself. "Do  I even need to point out th hole in this argument? Or are you too distracted by ass to comprehend something so basic?"

"Not at all," the defense smoothly retorted. "Think back on our recent days. Has it not become... distracting? All those girls, all that flirting, it's causing a simple biological need to build and build, taking up more and more of our willpower to ignore it. Now that we have relief, we can think much more clearly."

"A flimsy excuse!" the prosecution countered. "A case of blue balls can't possibly be more distracting than having two girlfriends! You truly have fallen to animalistic desires!"

"Exhibit C," the defense said, no small amount of smugness in his tone. Milly then appeared before them, giving a flirtatious wave to the prosecution, replete with sacuy wink. "If getting our rocks off was all that mattered, milly Ashford would have more than doen the job. No, I dare say that Shirley and Kallen will make more suitable girlfriends than milly. I'm certain that she fucks like a tiger and would be more than happy to lay with us, but these two will provide us with a more appropriate long term relationship."

"A nobleman's daughter and a skilled athlete with a long term crush on us?" the prosecution tsked. "Really now? I'd say that those two are the last thing we should be seeking in a partner."

"On the contrary, a nobleman's daughter gives us access to contacts and luxuries we would not normally be able to access," Lelouch said. "However, her regular absences mean that she will hardly manage to ward off the numerous girls at Ashford who would seek to steal us away. Shirley's presence, on the other hand, will guarantee that.  This will provide us with everything we need, yes, for certain! Resources, companionship... and it doesn't hurt that they're both quite gorgeous."

"Hrm, I see," the judge nodded along in general agreement. "Yes, this does provide numerous benefits - Does the prosecution have any further comments?"

"Of course," the prosecution said. "Having these two hanging off us will draw undue attention to ourselves."

"Quite so, quite so..." the judge said. "That being the case, my judgment is this: For the time being, unless the circumstances change, we shall permit this relationship to continue. However, we shall not permit this harem to grow any larger. That means no Milly, incidentally."

Disappointing, but a fully rational response to the situation. Not that Lelouch thought he'd have issues with this. Milly seemed hell bent on shipping him with Shirley anyway, so she wouldn't want to risk splitting that up, and no other girl at Ashford was hot enough to measure up to either Shirley or Kallen. Not in looks, not in brains, not in usefulness. And honestly, he was having some real trouble thinking of a woman that could meet those lofty standards.

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C.C. had not expected to run into the little sister first. Nor had she expected said little sister to be so busy with her hands. She'd felt C.C.'s face, and then let her hands wander quite a bit. It was a little disconcerting really, but that innocent smile made it very hard to put any mischievous intention behind it.

"You're nice, I like you," Nunnally said, the smile on her face perking up even more. "So, you're here to see my brother...?"

"Ah, yes. That's right. Do you know where he might be?" C.C. asked.

"Sure," Nunnally said. "But first, let's talk about what your intentions for him are. Id' really like to get to know you better. Are you his girlfriend?"

"Hrm, no, I wouldn't say that I'm his girlfriend," C.C. said.

"Yet..." Nunnally whispered to herself. And so begins C.C.'s path towards joining Lelouch's harem, though neither of them were aware of that yet...