Story: Cocknosis Geass

 

For the duration of most of his formative years, Lelouch had conspired to bring down Britannia. Now, he found himself going up against something potentially worse. As terrible as Britannia was - and make no mistake that it was terrible - at the very least it allowed those forced to live under its heel a modicum of free will. 

Not so with Cocknosis. It was worse than Geass, in many ways. Did it seem hypocritical of him to complain about a potent hypnotic power that ensnared the wills of others? Perhaps. Yet with Geass... That was a weapon to level the playing field. That was something he would use as he felt it necessary. After its effect had passed, he could not use it again. A weapon, nothing more.

This... was more than a weapon. In the same way that a Knightmare is more than a vehicle of war. No, perhaps a better analogy would be something like poison gas. This was far more powerful, far more potent, and it manipulated the mind of the user as surely as it did the one it was being used upon.

Manipulated it for sex. Not for something more noble, not some grand purpose. Rutting. Gathering and keeping mates. Lelouch himself had little desire to reproduce, but from the moment he acquired this accursed power... Thinking back, it was surely C.C.'s fault to some degree. She had been overwhelmed by the power of his new, mighty phallus and had held him down to ride it, giving him his first taste of intoxicating intercourse.

Yet the majority of the blame must fall on his head, for he did not turn it down! Instead, he indulged further when he should have restrained himself. Used this mighty cock to implant suggestions in others, suborn high level operatives within the Britannian Military, and had even taught his own most loyal officers... No, not even just them, the lowliest grunts of the Black Knights. Any man within their ranks could have any woman by simply unzipping a fly.

If not for good fortune he would still be operating automatically under a haze, unknowingly spreading this malignant influence further yet further... But now, he had retained his senses. Now, he could work to undo what he had wrought. Now he could -

"There's no means to counteract the spell within this book," he slammed it shut, and nearly tossed it across the room. His eyes raised, and then fell down to the floor where several of his closest friends were staring up at him with distant, dimmed eyes and smiles on their lips that practically whispered the word 'cock, cock, cock' over and over again. It was... disturbing, to say the least. "So it does seem that we are well and truly stuck with members of this unwieldy size."

"Yay!" Milly muttered happily. Of course, of course she would find amusement in something like this, the pervert that she is.

He couldn't let them loose like this. There had to be some way, some method to mitigate the damage. Allow them to return to themselves for at least a little while. But how? How should he go about this task? Geass... would not work on several of them. C.C. was outright immune, for a start, and her counsel and wisdom (wrapped in sarcasm though it may be) would be crucial in helping him resolve this Gordian Knot he'd tied for himself.

There was, simply put, no choice. He dropped his trousers and let the beast loose. It sprung to attention as if it had been waiting for the moment, and Lelouch could swear he heard a comical 'sproing' sound effect as though he was in some early morning cartoon.

"Stare at my cock," he began, as if they needed to be told .They were already doing that, as it happened. "Stare upon its enormity. Feast your gaze upon its heaving testes, and throbbing turgid shaft."

They all started to drool. Even the boys. Alright. Very well then.

"Listen to my voice, and listen well," he continued. "You are once again under my spell."

"We are under your cock's spell," they said in unison. Lelouch felt his cock twitch in anticipation. Urgh! His balls were swelling up already! As much as he hated to admit it, he might have to have sex in the near future, or he might put his physical health at risk... 

"Close enough," Lelouch said, wishing to hurry this along quickly. "You are to behave as normal. You are to forget about cocknosis. You are not perpetually horny, you will all behave as you would have last week. Forget cocknosis. You are immune to cocknosis. You are all your normal, happy selves."

"We are all our happy horny selves," they repeated back to him.

"No, no, not horny. Happy," Lelouch insisted. They all tilted their heads in confusion at the idea, as if unable to wrap their heads around it. How frustrating. This was going to take some more work, wasn't it? Very well. He needed to make sure that he did this correctly. Otherwise, heading out to fix the greater issue... he'd likely only make things worse!

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"Gosh C.C. I wish Lelou had introduced you sooner," Milly said one hour later, walking around the student council room without a seeming care. "A cutie like you shouldn't be kept a secret."

"Don't blame him," C.C. said. "I've been away for a while now, so it's not really a surprise that he didn't mention me."

"Eh, you know each other...?" Kallen asked, staring at her suspiciously. Not ideal, but under the circumstances...

Actually the most concerning person at this table was Shirley, who was staring across at C.C. with steepled hands. "Madame, I must insist that you hold nothing back," she said, surprisingly seriously. "Tell me everything about your relationship with our vice president."

"Oh, Shirley!" Milly tittered. "That envy suits you strangely well! But still, instead of playing for the role of girlfriend why not try a more open relationship~"

Lelouch, sitting in the corner of the room watching carefully, let out a steady breath of relief. It had been hard work. Very... very... very hard work. However, it had paid dividends. The student council were behaving like their normal selves. C.C. as well. He hadn't worked out how to undo the physical alterations to any of them yet, but their minds were back to normal, their behaviour was within expectations, and with a little tinkering he could probably figure out a more efficient way to undo the effects on others.

All in all, a productive... hour? If only his balls weren't feeling so full and strained! As much as he detested the fact, there was only so much that raw willpower could hold back physical needs! He would need to proceed with care. Use his enormous hypnotic shaft to temporarily relieve himself upon one of them. Most likely C.C., though Kallen and Shirley were also excellent...

No, he should not think of them in this way. That would lead him back down the path he had spent the last hour trying to crawl out of. Moderation. So long as he was in moderation, it should be fine, there should be no problems, so long as he kept himself under some kind of self control!

"Hey, madame prez!" Rivalz came into the room. "I found the paperwork you wanted!"

"Excellent work, Rivalz, I knew you'd get it in the end!" Milly said. Rivalz sat down on a chair - and then Milly sat down in his lap. Pushing back into him. Very obviously grinding her butt into his crotch. "Now, accept your reward like a good boy - And be sure to give me my reward like a good slutty, needy girl, tee hee!"

And... Nobody else in the room seemed to have a problem with this of any kind. Lelouch pinched the bridge of his nose. So close, yet so far. At least their behaviour was near enough to normal that - 

"Excuse me?" Shirley asked, standing next to him all of a sudden. "Um. I'm trying really hard to behave normally like you commanded, but I'm really fucking horny right now."

"Me too!" Kallen raised her hand. "Oh fuck, I need some cock right now!"

"Hrmph, amateurs," C.C. said, rising to her feet with her usual cocky attitude. "If you want a man to nut for you, then you have to be aggressive."

And then... she kissed Kallen right on the mouth. Lelouch's dick twitched within his trousers upon this sight, and why shouldn't it? Any reasonable person would react the same way. In that case, he absolutely had to relieve himself (and apparently them as well) before going back to the drawing board. This might prove harder than he first thought - and that applied to his genitals as well.