Who Will Win, Lelouch or C.C.?
Anime Shrink Interactive
chapter 6
by
copier
· original author:
tinylelouch
The giantess eyed Lelouch with what seemed to be glee, "Perhaps to get the message across about your role in life I should start you off with a task that will help show some humility..." She shuffled her barefeet around, making sure Lelouch could see the dirt and sock lint that plagued them. "Why don't we begin your rebirth with you cleaning my feet?"
How Lelouch replied to that would likely determine the first few months of his life, being a genius he realized this easily but....pride got in the way. "No! That's absolutely ridiculous C.C.! I'm royalty, once emperor of the most powerful country in the world, leader of a rebellion, he who creates and breaks worlds and you want me to clean your disgusting feet!? I'd rather die!"
C.C. seem to chuckle at the statement, "Very well then slave, if death is preferable I will be happy to oblige." Slowly C.C. raised a foot into the air, some of the slight dirt and grime on it falling off with gravity. She hovered it a good three feet into the air, but to Lelouch's eyes it rose a couple hundred feet high. Instinctively the prince felt fear grasp his heart, the sight of C.C.'s sweaty sole, the fact he would die beneath it. Nowhere near the honorable death he had set up before, no he would die beneath a witch's foot like some sort of a bug. It was nausiating just to think about.
"Goodbye little Lulu." Was all C.C. said before she let her foot fall to the ground. It came fast, strong, and Lelouch had no time to react. He knew running would be pointless, a wasted effort especially for his weak frame but instinct made him do it regardless. Less than a second passed before he looked up, C.C.'s foot was literally inches away from him. The sight of his death caused Lelouch to stumble, and he fell; rolling on to his back he attempted to push away the sweaty sole of the giantess, but his hands merely sank a couple inches into its soft flesh as it came. Pushing was useless, anyone knew this but still, instinct drove Lelouch the desperation and he tried to no avail, soon the foot overcame his meager strength and crushed him. The loud slamming noise of C.C.'s foot stomping blocked out any and all screams Lelouch released.
With Lelouch smushed beneath her foot C.C. just let out an evil chuckle, as she slowly lifted her foot up and saw the prince, practically flattened but otherwise alive with a horrified expression. "Fear does such amazing things to the mind doesn't it Lelouch? I showed you less than a minute ago how you were unable to die, but in the face of apparent death you forgot all about that and nearly gave yourself a heart attack. Do you see now, how you are nothing but a bug to me?"
Lelouch seemed to unflatten slightly and sit upright, eyeing C.C. with what bordered on hatred. "You manipulative witch...was all that garbage about me someday returning to normal a lie too?!"
For a moment C.C. looked surprised but then she shook her head with a slight smile, "No, I had no reason to lie and I still don't. You will one day grow to normal size...however it is to be a day of my choosing."
A gasp escaped Lelouch's mouth as he realized how the situation was set up. His role, was to be C.C.'s slave, simply because she wanted it. If he refused she could crush him and torture him in ways unimaginable and he wouldn't die, it would only serve to break him of his free will. Yet if he did submit someone prideful like himself would likely go insane of self-hating from the submission and end up unworthy in C.C.'s eyes of becoming normal again. Help was virtually impossible too, everyone in the world believed Lelouch to be dead, and even if he managed to contact someone like Kallen, what would she do? He lied, tricked, and manipulated her to the end, somehow Lelouch preferred C.C. over an angry Kallen. And there was always the chance Lelouch would be too good of a slave and C.C. would just decide to live her immortal life with Lelouch as her slave for all eternity. The situation was set up so no matter what Lelouch would lose and C.C. would gain a slave, it was almost...beautiful how well it was set up. Lelouch's expression was a mixture of horror and awe.
Towering above him C.C.'s eyes gleamed with victory, "Now you see Lelouch, what you want is completely irrelevant. No matter what I get what I want, and you end up as a slave. You just have one real option, do you want to retain yourself, or do I have to break you like I have broken others?"
Lelouch didn't respond at first, he was just...sitting there, thinking over the meaning behind C.C.'s words. He absolutely didn't want to lose his will in this situation, that would bring C.C. far too much pleasure; and yet the alternative meant Lelouch would be going against almost everything he stood for...could he really do that? His mind listed the possible outcomes of such with ease, the odds of him actually getting a Happy Ending out of this were slim to none, C.C.'s odds on the other hand...were unfairly high.
The shrunken prince made his choice, although he despised it with all his torn heart. "I'll...play along for now C.C." He nearly bit his tongue off for saying that.
C.C. smirked and softly sat on the ground, pointing her soles at Lelouch and wiggling her toes eagerly. "Actions speak louder than words slave."
She waited for it, the first step to Lelouch's submission. His soft footsteps were even audible to her, she wanted to fully grasp the situation and enjoy every possible second of it. Lelouch's emotions were practically radiating off of him, self loating, anger, hatred, sadness, humiliation, it was all coming out in waves that seemed to intoxicate the beautiful giantess. Finally, he stood before C.C.'s towering feet, each over twenty times his height, and he did it...he licked her sole. That one action made C.C.'s entire body shiver with pleasure, it was of course Lelouch's only option for cleaning her feet, but still...one stomp and some words and he was doing it, to break him that quickly...that was what really made C.C. happy.
Whether or not it was noticed wasn't important but Lelouch wasn't as broken as C.C. thought he was. Years of being an outcast of Brittania taught him much, including how to bow your head and suck things up until the proper opportunity came. One day she would mess up, get too overconfident, and Lelouch would use that to his absolute advantage. Until then if he had to lick some dirt or clean her fingers so be it, the prince was far from defeated.
Without showing any physical signs of apprehension he continued licking, even climbing up C.C.'s foot an inch or two to get more of it all. it was a sort of lucky break that her feet had all the wrinkles of a typical foot, they made excellent footholds and even someone as unathetic as Lelouch would have no trouble climbing to the tip of her soles. He was doing his best to block out the taste of C.C's feet and all the filth on them with each lick, not that it helped much. The taste was nigh undescribable. But, he kept going, he would play the role of the obedient slave for now.
Time passed, an hour, maybe two but soon Lelouch reached the top of C.C's second foot, and finishing licking her big toenail clean and finally finishing his job. He licked everything, toejam, sock lint, dirt, food crumbs, it was all disgusting just to recall. The entire time C.C. was wordless, just smirking at him. Lelouch couldn't help but wonder, was this all C.C. was going to do to him? Make him lick her feet? Sure it was disgusting but after a while it wouldn't even bother Lelouch anymore, it sure seemed like an ineffective torture. But if C.C. had other plans...it was possible Lelouch would never properly adapt; he simply wouldn't have the time to. But his musings were ceased when C.C. finally spoke to him again.
"Good job Little Lulu, for your first time that was an exquisite job. You will definitely be spending much if not most of your time down there. I'm sure it was disgusting to you, but one day you'll learn, learn what a blessing of a goddess I am to you. And when that day comes, your fate will be determined." She fell silent as did Lelouch, both were thinking of what that sentence meant. If C.C. had her way Lelouch would likely be her slave for eternity, if Lelouch suceeded he would be free and normal again for all eternity. It all depended on who would win, Lelouch, or C.C...
"Okay slave, I think I have an idea what you can do next...."
How Lelouch replied to that would likely determine the first few months of his life, being a genius he realized this easily but....pride got in the way. "No! That's absolutely ridiculous C.C.! I'm royalty, once emperor of the most powerful country in the world, leader of a rebellion, he who creates and breaks worlds and you want me to clean your disgusting feet!? I'd rather die!"
C.C. seem to chuckle at the statement, "Very well then slave, if death is preferable I will be happy to oblige." Slowly C.C. raised a foot into the air, some of the slight dirt and grime on it falling off with gravity. She hovered it a good three feet into the air, but to Lelouch's eyes it rose a couple hundred feet high. Instinctively the prince felt fear grasp his heart, the sight of C.C.'s sweaty sole, the fact he would die beneath it. Nowhere near the honorable death he had set up before, no he would die beneath a witch's foot like some sort of a bug. It was nausiating just to think about.
"Goodbye little Lulu." Was all C.C. said before she let her foot fall to the ground. It came fast, strong, and Lelouch had no time to react. He knew running would be pointless, a wasted effort especially for his weak frame but instinct made him do it regardless. Less than a second passed before he looked up, C.C.'s foot was literally inches away from him. The sight of his death caused Lelouch to stumble, and he fell; rolling on to his back he attempted to push away the sweaty sole of the giantess, but his hands merely sank a couple inches into its soft flesh as it came. Pushing was useless, anyone knew this but still, instinct drove Lelouch the desperation and he tried to no avail, soon the foot overcame his meager strength and crushed him. The loud slamming noise of C.C.'s foot stomping blocked out any and all screams Lelouch released.
With Lelouch smushed beneath her foot C.C. just let out an evil chuckle, as she slowly lifted her foot up and saw the prince, practically flattened but otherwise alive with a horrified expression. "Fear does such amazing things to the mind doesn't it Lelouch? I showed you less than a minute ago how you were unable to die, but in the face of apparent death you forgot all about that and nearly gave yourself a heart attack. Do you see now, how you are nothing but a bug to me?"
Lelouch seemed to unflatten slightly and sit upright, eyeing C.C. with what bordered on hatred. "You manipulative witch...was all that garbage about me someday returning to normal a lie too?!"
For a moment C.C. looked surprised but then she shook her head with a slight smile, "No, I had no reason to lie and I still don't. You will one day grow to normal size...however it is to be a day of my choosing."
A gasp escaped Lelouch's mouth as he realized how the situation was set up. His role, was to be C.C.'s slave, simply because she wanted it. If he refused she could crush him and torture him in ways unimaginable and he wouldn't die, it would only serve to break him of his free will. Yet if he did submit someone prideful like himself would likely go insane of self-hating from the submission and end up unworthy in C.C.'s eyes of becoming normal again. Help was virtually impossible too, everyone in the world believed Lelouch to be dead, and even if he managed to contact someone like Kallen, what would she do? He lied, tricked, and manipulated her to the end, somehow Lelouch preferred C.C. over an angry Kallen. And there was always the chance Lelouch would be too good of a slave and C.C. would just decide to live her immortal life with Lelouch as her slave for all eternity. The situation was set up so no matter what Lelouch would lose and C.C. would gain a slave, it was almost...beautiful how well it was set up. Lelouch's expression was a mixture of horror and awe.
Towering above him C.C.'s eyes gleamed with victory, "Now you see Lelouch, what you want is completely irrelevant. No matter what I get what I want, and you end up as a slave. You just have one real option, do you want to retain yourself, or do I have to break you like I have broken others?"
Lelouch didn't respond at first, he was just...sitting there, thinking over the meaning behind C.C.'s words. He absolutely didn't want to lose his will in this situation, that would bring C.C. far too much pleasure; and yet the alternative meant Lelouch would be going against almost everything he stood for...could he really do that? His mind listed the possible outcomes of such with ease, the odds of him actually getting a Happy Ending out of this were slim to none, C.C.'s odds on the other hand...were unfairly high.
The shrunken prince made his choice, although he despised it with all his torn heart. "I'll...play along for now C.C." He nearly bit his tongue off for saying that.
C.C. smirked and softly sat on the ground, pointing her soles at Lelouch and wiggling her toes eagerly. "Actions speak louder than words slave."
She waited for it, the first step to Lelouch's submission. His soft footsteps were even audible to her, she wanted to fully grasp the situation and enjoy every possible second of it. Lelouch's emotions were practically radiating off of him, self loating, anger, hatred, sadness, humiliation, it was all coming out in waves that seemed to intoxicate the beautiful giantess. Finally, he stood before C.C.'s towering feet, each over twenty times his height, and he did it...he licked her sole. That one action made C.C.'s entire body shiver with pleasure, it was of course Lelouch's only option for cleaning her feet, but still...one stomp and some words and he was doing it, to break him that quickly...that was what really made C.C. happy.
Whether or not it was noticed wasn't important but Lelouch wasn't as broken as C.C. thought he was. Years of being an outcast of Brittania taught him much, including how to bow your head and suck things up until the proper opportunity came. One day she would mess up, get too overconfident, and Lelouch would use that to his absolute advantage. Until then if he had to lick some dirt or clean her fingers so be it, the prince was far from defeated.
Without showing any physical signs of apprehension he continued licking, even climbing up C.C.'s foot an inch or two to get more of it all. it was a sort of lucky break that her feet had all the wrinkles of a typical foot, they made excellent footholds and even someone as unathetic as Lelouch would have no trouble climbing to the tip of her soles. He was doing his best to block out the taste of C.C's feet and all the filth on them with each lick, not that it helped much. The taste was nigh undescribable. But, he kept going, he would play the role of the obedient slave for now.
Time passed, an hour, maybe two but soon Lelouch reached the top of C.C's second foot, and finishing licking her big toenail clean and finally finishing his job. He licked everything, toejam, sock lint, dirt, food crumbs, it was all disgusting just to recall. The entire time C.C. was wordless, just smirking at him. Lelouch couldn't help but wonder, was this all C.C. was going to do to him? Make him lick her feet? Sure it was disgusting but after a while it wouldn't even bother Lelouch anymore, it sure seemed like an ineffective torture. But if C.C. had other plans...it was possible Lelouch would never properly adapt; he simply wouldn't have the time to. But his musings were ceased when C.C. finally spoke to him again.
"Good job Little Lulu, for your first time that was an exquisite job. You will definitely be spending much if not most of your time down there. I'm sure it was disgusting to you, but one day you'll learn, learn what a blessing of a goddess I am to you. And when that day comes, your fate will be determined." She fell silent as did Lelouch, both were thinking of what that sentence meant. If C.C. had her way Lelouch would likely be her slave for eternity, if Lelouch suceeded he would be free and normal again for all eternity. It all depended on who would win, Lelouch, or C.C...
"Okay slave, I think I have an idea what you can do next...."
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