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Lelouch's Fever Dream
🕑 Added 2019-08-03 05:55:46 +0000 UTCC.C stood over the slumbering form of Lelouch. She was feeling mischievous that day and had drugged her friend's slice of pizza with a sedative that had ensured her the ability to manipulate his body to her nefarious needs. A grin spread across her face as she leaned forward and patted the front of the deluxe, maximum protection diaper she had just finished taping him into. Lelouch didn't even budge while C.C pressed the diaper into his groin, causing the soft, cotton like material to caress the tip of his penis, teasing it just enough to elicit a slight jump of the fleshy sword. The crinkling of his new diaper couldn't breach the headphones that C.C had placed over his ears, sending him hypnotic suggestions, steering the direction of his dreams towards a more erotic destination.
"Sweet dreams, little Emperor."
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"You okay, Lelouch?" Rivalz asked, the blue haired secretary looking up from his pad of paper at the Vice-president.
Lelouch blinked a few times, unsure of where he was. He gazed out at Rivalz before noticing that Nina sat beside him, her glasses fogged over with steam as she peered above her sketchpad like a shy mouse. As he scanned the familiar faces sketching him, he saw that Kallen too was sketching him, her face turned as red as her hair when he made eye contact with her, causing the faux invalid to avert her eyes from Lelouch's gaze. An orange haired figured tried to hide her face, but Lelouch knew that hair belonged to a red-faced Shirley.
'Why is everyone acting like this?'
The lanky teen posed atop the plinth looked down at himself, seeing his naked flesh. Instantly a full body blush enveloped his slender, alabaster skin before he quickly covered his crotch with his hands, shielding his manhood from his fellow student council members.
"Aw man, now your pose is completely different!" Rivalz sighed.
Before the elder Lamperouge could question Rivalz on why the council was sketching him, in the nude, a familiar blond entered the room.
"Well now!" Milly called out, the blonde Ashford heir walked into the class with a confident smile as she admired Lelouch's backside. "And here I was wondering why you all weren't helping me set up the fair." She snickered, ogling Lelouch with her eyes. "I see a certain someone finally decided to allow himself to be sketched?"
"I-" Before Lelouch could even muster a response, Milly interrupted him.
"I must say, that pose really doesn't suit you, Lelouch. Maybe you should try Michelangelo's David?" Milly smirked coyly at her blushing childhood friend and vice-president.
The girls present all cried out in shock thanks to Milly's sinful suggestion. The very thought of Lelouch positioned in such a provocative and daring pose caused Nina and Shirley to fall out of their seats along with several other members of the class. Lelouch, Milly and Kallen looked down in shock as Nina and Shirly, as well as numerous others, lay on the ground, passed out with dopey, crimson expressions plastered on their faces.
"Now I see why you don't normally allow yourself to be sketched." Milly noted aloud.
"Sorry, madam president." Lelouch offered as he put on a lavender colored robe, stepping down from the pilthe. "Perhaps I should get dressed and join you outside?"
"Good idea." Milly nodded and turned away from the elder Lamperouge. "Kallen, help me wake up these daydreamers!"
Lelouch darted out of the room, opting to take a shower before he got dressed in his traditional Ashford attire. While showering, he couldn't help but rack his mind as to why he would allow the student council to sketch him in the nude. Such a thing made no sense and yet, he justified it by assuming that the council must've brow beaten him into going along with such a ludicrous spectacle. All in all, it took him about twenty minutes to get ready before he joined his fellow classmates outside in the courtyard.
Milly led Lelouch, and the others, through the center of Ashford Academy. As they made their way deeper into the fair, Milly would point out each fair booth as everyone passed them by, explaining what was being sold or what games were available to be played. The entire courtyard was filled with booths, lined up on both sides of the group of students. Some booths had games, but most sold food or drinks.
The scents of popcorn and other fried fair food such as burgers, corn dogs and fried fish wafted around the student council. It seemed that Milly had thought of seemingly everything to ensure that the fair would be a success. As the group continued to tour the fair, the booths and rides started to become progressively more complex and expensive looking, seemingly like they were brought from an amusement park. Lelouch found his eyes drawn to a mountain of steel; the metal roller coaster frame towered high above the groups of booths and rides. At that moment a brilliant string of crimson colored cars raced around the centerpiece of the coaster; a large pair of loops. The noise of the machinery, an incessant roar mixed with the terrified shrieks of the passengers, caught the attention of his fellow classmates.
"You got a rollercoaster too, Milly?!" Rivalz asked in awe.
The president of the student council smiled, replying that she did, and proceeded to lead the group towards another part of the never ending fair. Lelouch knew that Milly had connections and it didn't surprise him that she could get a few rides for the fair, but he wasn't expecting anything quite so extravagant as a roller coaster. Lelouch was pulled from his thoughts when the shrieks of excited and scared students pierced his ears.
"And here's one of my favorite rides; The Ashford Spook House!"
Milly declared the name of the ride, pointing out towards the large wooden building when they had finally stopped in front of the odd looking structure. As Milly started describing what kinds of monsters roamed the halls, the elder Lamperouge found himself admiring the decrepit looking house. "The Ashford Spook House" was what the neon sign stated atop the entrance, lights flashing repeatedly, almost hypnotically. The more he stared at the sign, the more distant Milly's voice seemed to grow. It was like the sign was calling to him, drawing him in, demanding his attendance within its walls.
"I see that Lelouch wants to give the Spook House a try." Milly grinned.
The mere mention of his name caused Lelouch to look away from the sign, and gaze at the blond.
"Yeah." Lelouch replied, not entirely sure of what he had said.
The doors to the haunted house flung open, beckoning him to enter. Lelouch didn't wait for anyone else to say a word, he simply walked up the rickety carnival steps that led up to the structure and took his first steps into the comically titled Ashford Spook House. As he wandered past the entrance a prerecorded voice called out to him through the speakers.
"It seems that the Spook House has another victim, eh?"
Lelouch barely noticed the voice, instead he opted to continue exploring the maze like corridors of the ride, getting about ten feet into the ride when a bizarrely dressed clown popped out from behind a wall.
"Boo!"
The pale clown shouted. Lelouch stared at the odd denizen of the haunted house ride. She sported magenta hair, a huge grin and wore a yellow and green polka-dot dress. However, that wasn't what made her seem so bizarre, it was the massive white diaper that stuck out from underneath her dress. Before Lelouch could say a word, the clown squeezed a flower that was on her right breast, blasting the teen in the face with a concentrated pink gas.
"What the-" Lelouch started to feel light headed as words failed to describe the sensation of confusion that wracked his brain. The blinking lights that were once prominently flickering throughout the hallway turned into neon tinted spirals, mesmerizing the boy as he stumbled forward. Always present, but too soft to hear was the subliminal messages that were mixed into the music that played throughout the ride. "Diapers are comfy. Wet diapers are warm diapers. Mommy loves when you use your diapers. It's ok to be a child." Lelouch couldn't comprehend why these sentences kept cropping up inside his thoughts, but as time went on, he started to accept them as they wormed their way deep into his subconscious mind.
To Be Continued...
