"Hmm...Lelouch? What are you doing there? You're so...small..." C.C. said as she looked down at the shrunken Lelouch. C.C. knew that a shrunken Lelouch couldn't be good for the Black Knights, nor could it be good for Lelouch's ego.
C.C. picked up Lelouch with a single finger. She stared curiously at the small Lelouch. Although this amused her, Lelouch's small stature was also slightly a turn-on. She could do whatever she wanted with him...
Ignoring her selfish (and somewhat cruel) thoughts, C.C. decided she needed to help Lelouch. She wasn't sure how, though. Perhaps they could find a scientist to find out what was wrong? The only problem with that, is that what if they didn't agree to help? Maybe Lelouch could geass them...but if he's too small, would it really work? How could he make eye contact? Too many questions...
C.C. felt like a giantess and decided to play with Lelouch...just a bit. Twirling him around and around on her finger, Lelouch felt like he would vomit. He silently prayed she wouldn't drop him as she tossed him up and down for a bit. C.C. yawned as she quickly grew bored, however, her passions shifting towards something else.
"Please, put me down!" Lelouch screamed.
C.C. placed Lelouch down on the ground, and mockingly pretended she would step on him. Moving her foot back safely, Lelouch yelled, "Not funny!"
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