Story: Cocknosis Geass

 

 
Most men would kill for a chance to be beneath a horny naked C.C. as she willingly puts her eternally youthful body and centuries of experience to good use in pleasing them. Lelouch had higher priorities, though even he could plainly tell that much. Her body was, frankly, stunning. She had the sort of look about her that she could seduce any man, make them bend their knee to her even as they call her a witch.

As his enlarged cock vanished into her pussy - fitting inside despite all rhyme or reason - he could fully comprehend that himself. Watching it vanish into her, feeling the inside of her pussy squeeze it with expert precision, it was not hard to imagine lesser men pledging their lives to her after a few minutes of this. Assuming they could last as long as a few minutes.

Nonetheless! Lelouch viewed himself as above such carnal pursuits. Of late he had acquired a new power which, he had to admit, may have led him down that lustful path for a time, but he was above that now. He had managed to break himself free of the spell, the fog cast over his mind.

So why were his hands, traitors as they were, grasping and massaging C.C.'s ample bosom?! No, that too is a distraction. You want out of this situation before they corrupt you again. Focus on that. You cannot use Geass on her, but you can use this hypnodick to bring her to heel!

"F-Focus on my - " He began, and suddenly found himself fully ensconced within a place called 'marshmallow hell'. On either side of his head, Kallen and Shirley had made use of their own ample bosoms to smother him, surrounding his head in tit-flesh, creamy soft and warm titflesh, deftly cutting off all avenues of giving commands.

"Checkmate, studmuffin," C.C. said. She leaned back, putting her hands to the ground and then used her new solid foundation to really properly grind her hips into his. "I always warned you about the state of the battlefield, did I not?"

"There's nothing you can do to escape," Kallen said. "So you're gonna use that cock on us."

"You're going to completely mindbreak us and then breed us," Shirley hushed, sounding more enthusiastic about that than anything else she'd ever talked about in front of him.

It was eerie how much this cock had transformed them. Kallen would never throw herself at a man like this. Shirley would be much more shy about sexual activities. As for C.C. she'd be teasing him a lot more, and didn't strike him as the sort to share like this. Hell! None of them did!

Put that all together and their behaviour became all the stranger. These three wouldn't do this normally, they had been all twisted up by his irresistible hypnodick, and now they were trying to make him into a horny idiot just like them! If that happened.. If that happened then there would be no stopping them. Between the power of King and the Power of Penis, he'd reduce all of humanity into a sinful orgy from which it could not - would not even try to - escape.

And speaking of escape, his avenues seemed quite cut off. This was surely their idea of checkmate. Pinning him down, surrounding him on all sides before he could resist. His voice was his most dangerous weapon. With it restricted by this tender soft flesh, he could not use it to command them to let him go. He could not lie, he could not manipulate, he could not employ any tactics at all to escape.

That was probably their thinking. If so, it was a sloppy checkmate. So sloppy he almost wondered if it was part of a trap.

Behold the mind of Lelouch at work. Even though he was pinned down between three of the hottest women he knew, being ridden expertly by C.C.'s experienced pussy and his face trapped between Kallen and Shirley's bountiful breasts he was still spinning plots, still thinking ahead, his mind was already charting a course out of this impossible to escape situation. Should he be admired, feared, or perhaps pitied? Why not all three?

His strategy was set. His escape route determined. And so, his hands - the onyl things he could move to any reasonable degree anymore - struck out and hit their targets with remarkable precision.

"Oooh, lelou!"

"Oh yeah, that's the good stuff..."

That target being their dripping wet pussies, which eagerly sucked his fingers in without him needing to do anything. It didn't take much to make them writhe and shudder as they squeezed those fingers easily. Hardly a replacement for the behemoth between his legs, but he was at least able to stimulate them quite effectively like this.

Yes, this was part of his strategy. No, he had not completely lost his marbles. No, he had not - as C.C. was about to say "Got the idea, let's have some fun."

It was his only avenue of escape. Sexual stimulation. Giving it his all, locating their clits and then gently stimulating them to the best of his ability. Perhaps you might think he intended to make the girls collapse from climax? No, not quite. In fact, the two of them were clinging to him quite a bit harder. Instead, he had evaluated the situation and come to a quite different conclusion.

"Ah, it's not enough!" Shirley whined. "It's too smalllll!"

"I need his cock inside me!" Kallen insisted, sounding gruff and feral. "Hey, how long are you going to keep that dick!"

"Until he's properly broken in," C.C. said.

This is what his plan was. To sow discord without saying a word. He understood by now how beyond horny this cock had made the three of them. Give them a little extra stimulation, and the fight would be inevitable. It's why he was baffled by the idea of a threesome between two women and a man. There was only one penis to go around. You could only have it in one place at a time. Therefore... The bickering over the limited resource begins!

In chess you could not turn your enemy's pieces against each other. However, that was his first lesson on the battlefield. Real life was not chess!

"You're just saying that to keep him to yourself!" Shirley sniffed.

"Yeah, Shirley can keep him quiet while I take your place, maybe I can break him faster than you can."

"Excuse you? You'll keep him quiet while I ride my handsome stud-muffin -"

"Your innocent puppy love isn't going to break him in, and your tomboyish enthusiasm can't match my exp-" C.C. calmly began, before Kallen and Shirley tackled her to the floor. The sensation of C.C. being ripped off of his dick, exposing the thoroughly drenched shaft to the cool air, actually made Lelouch achieve climax on the spot, painting the ceiling white. No small feat considering how high the ceiling was.

Before he could pull himself to his feet, Kallen was on him, grabbing his shoulders and pinning him to the floor, violently kissing him on the mouth while lowering herself onto his hypnotic member. This didn't last long before Shirley grabbed her hair and hauled her off, diving down to lick that dick - only to get suplexed away by C.C. who was in turn tackled by Kallen, and then the whole thing turned into a rolling mess of the three of them trying to keep the other two away so they could keep that penis all to themselves.

Just as planned. You could almost call it penis envy, huh?

He rose to his feet, and noted that Shirley had Kallen in a headlock moments before C.C. dove for his cock breasts first, apparently attempting the paizuri method. Oh well. His mouth was free now, and that meant he could... for example...

"By the way, C.C., I should really pay you back for sleeping in my bed all those nights."

"I-In your bed?!" Shirley squealed. She let go of Kallen and pushed Lelouch away from C.C. pinning him to the wall and making ready to mount him.

"Ah, I knew your athleticism made you more dangerous than some nobleman's daughter," Lelouch said. "You always were bragging about that, weren't you?"

"Hey, I'm not some spoiled brat!" Kallen yelled. She hauled Shirley away, dropped to her knees and started to lick away at Lelouch's dick.

"Ah! I dare say you use your tongue better than the other two ever could," Lelouch continued. Yes, that's right. Stir it up. Stir up the pot. The way the three of them are now, they would walk right into the checkmate he'd set them up for without even noticing it. All three of them had crowded around his penis, stoked up by the flames of envy and arousal. Two deadly sins guiding their actions as they lucked and kissed and sucked at his cock, each finding plenty of room to do so due to the sheer size.

"That's right," Lelouch continued, patting them each on the head in turn, one after the other. "Taste that dick. Let it roll around on your tongue. Let your senses be overwhelmed by its perfection. Trace the veins, throbbing and mighty, with your lips. And as you engrave this feeling, this taste, this texture upon yourselves, feel your will plummet like a stone. Going down, and down, still down deeper and further."

"W-wait a minute, weren't we supposed to keep you quiet?" C.C. asked, a moment of clarity... before diving back in with gusto as if to make up for the seconds lost.

"Now, that doesn't matter at all, does it?" Lelouch asked. "Let yourself succumb. Let yourselves be overwhelmed. You asked for me to drown in lust, it's only fair that I return that request back to you."

The three of them sang in chorus a needy whine, a need that could be sated by nothing bar the erect cock that they were on their knees worshipping at that very moment. Their eyes were glazed over, their focus entirely on the penis. It was safe to say that he had them right where he wanted them.

Well... That wasn't exactly true. He'd rather have Shirley as that girl he was friends with. He would rather have Kallen as his vanguard. And he'd rather have C.C. as his accomplice. Still, as his Geass would not function on any of them anymore, this was the only chance he had to reprogram them. Undo the damage that he'd done.

Which was making him a little nervous, as there was every possibility that all this would do was deepen that damage instead...