Contains Geass use gone terribly wrong (not as bad as 'that' but still), bimboification, AE, BE, and MC

It sure is hard to live a school life when you’re balancing being a student council vice president and staging a coup against a massive tyrannical faction that belittles other beings into numbers.

It’s also harder when you have a life equivalent to a DM deciding to throw a series of unfortunate events at you because they want to bully you.

Lelouch Lamperouge was once again in a life or death situation. The possibility of his identity as the terrorist Zero being revealed was at an all time high. If he fails, he would get lynched and likely executed in front of all the masses. The rebellion of the Black Knights might fail today if he didn’t play his cards right. The worn out teenager wiped his temples off some sweat, scanning the area around him hoping to find the greatest threat to his life.

A cat.

It was a lost cat that stole his mask that he used to take the mantle of Zero.

How likely was a feline supposed to stumble in his room and accidentally wear its mask and manage to keep it on as it ran around? A grand rebellion squashed because of one damn lost cat. It should be doable to fix considering he knew that the cat was here. But as if the gods almighty watching above saw him and thought ‘I feel like we can make this harder for him’ and decided to bring one additional hell factor to this.

“So whoever finds that cat will get that super duper prize of getting a kiss from your Student Council member of your choice! And the Club also gets a budget increase from moi~!”

People went wild at that announcement. Everyone from the most athletic clubs to even the most reclusive ones that Lelouch had only heard of today. Judging from what he knew of them the gardening club will likely reveal a secret hoard of catnip and those horse riders would be chasing that cat with a goddamn mount. At the back of his mind he really wanted to ride one but he found no need or time to do that. It really bothered him. Anyway what a massive disadvantage he was against all those people. Really! His revolution was threatened by the Student President’s announcement who likes to make these chaotic events.

“Woah~!”

And speak of the devil. Lelouch paused, taking a moment for a breather and also to hold back a glare at the person he almost bumped into. Wavy blonde hair and the familiar student council uniform that’s not too different from the regular blouse and skirt combo. Her curly blonde hair bounced as she giggled, a naughty smile on her face. To many, this woman was an attractive and confident girl that can charm anyone with her words alone. Her pleasing personality would be the next tool she’d use. She garnered so many fans with how she acted for that reason alone.

It was Milly Ashford, the Student President, better known as the biggest source of his problems today.

“Nunnally was right~! You’re in a big panic today~!”

The person that tossed fuel to the fire. Lelouch barely held the urge to scream at her for this. It wasn’t as if he expected Milly to not be a source of inconvenience. When you live his life the Student Prez is the biggest reason of them all whether with good or bad intentions. But today was the worst possible time for these kinds of shenanigans.

“I figured you’d do something like this…” Lelouch said exasperately, trying to show less panic or hostility than usual. It was a bit difficult with his life on the line. “You really have to hold back a bit Milly.”

“Well observed Vice President~!” The excited glint on Milly’s face showed how much she wanted to see this, approaching with her phone. Likely ready to take a picture if the cat were to show up. “Of course you can just tell me what’s your biggest secret and maybe the cathunt can stop~!”

He doubted that would actually work.

The promise of a kiss from any student council member was too tempting for any of the students. Or the fact that a massive budget increase would make the winning club prosper. They probably didn’t care too much about his secret.

“Well the damage is done so I don’t think you can stop this anymore,” Lelouch excused, barely maintaining a composed tone despite his hitched breathing.

“You underestimate my power Lelouch~!” A proud stance, which emphasized her chest slightly, and a smile that can woo anyone. Anyone but Lelouch. “Trust me on this one!”

Trust? Hard to do that to her…

Then again this is Milly we’re talking about. Every event related to her was more grand than ever. Yet she was the only one able to calm down the masses after such a massive event. Whether or not there was a mishap. For now… Lelouch was sure he wanted to avoid using his geass on her. Maybe he can make up a secret and get her to stop this instead.

This might be for the best. He can come up with a fake excuse now.

“Alright… The truth is-”

“Woah! It’s right there!”

So yeah this is another example of Life itself saying Fuck you you damn British bastard to Lelouch.

“Huh? Is it wearing a mask?”

As Lelouch swore to the gods in his mind, the excited Milly raised her phone ready to take a picture. Such a decision was interrupted by him blocking the view with a glare. With a very strange look on his left eye.

“Lelouch? What are you-”

“Milly I command you to forget everything -”

“THERE IT IS!”

“GET IT!”

“FOR THE CLUB BUDGET!”

“-that you just witnessed and stop this at once!!”

And without another word Lelouch gave chase as the screaming students’ shouts deafened everything else. Damage control was difficult but if he could just corner that cat and get his helmet back then it would all be resolved. He paid no more mind to Milly or how the students were all following him. The less he had to use the Geass on students the better.

But it won’t be the case where that can be easily fixed. The thing about the geas is that Lelouch hasn’t considered some factors.

“...”

In order to fully command someone, direct eye contact and a clear command was necessary. There were times it could be interrupted and you can cancel a command you were about to give. Lelouch did his best to truly understand the Geas that could do many things. But just like many things in the Britannian’s life, he could not account for everything. Perhaps if he saw this mistake earlier he’d be able to fix it. No such case here.

Right now Milly Ashford was staring blankly at where once Lelouch stood, and the blonde’s eyes still had the purple glow from the Geass’ effect. Due to the nature of his command, it should’ve been annulled. However, the volume of students interrupting coincidentally at the right time to cause an alternative interpretation of his command changed everything.

“Sure thing Lelouch!”

Milly sweetly shouted with the same cheeriness that she greeted him with. As the Geass rewired her mind it soon began to do as it was told.

“I command you to forget everything!”

Everything was discarded.

Easy to forget things were the first to go. What dream you had this morning or the color of someone’s bag that you saw earlier this morning. Then came the more notable things that take more effort to forget. The delightful secret that Lelouch was so desperate to keep hidden? She didn’t need to know that! The names and faces of the students that ran past her and would likely outrun Lelouch? Eh. No one needs to know those! The name of the room that she was in? Why couldn't she even remember that anymore! Like a computer emptying a recycling bin she stood there absolutely still, only humming as she discarded thought after thought.

Truthfully an empty mind should be the endresult.

But Geass works in mysterious ways. Maybe the origin of it had decided to be a bit more lecherous with its interpretation today. Perhaps it was because of her own intelligence or choice to always remember what she witnessed as the responsibility of the student council president. Or perhaps the Geass itself knew the order might still be wrong and so it held the knowledge somewhere else. But what can be said is that her body was changing through her choice to forget alone. For every memory gone, her body began to ripple and shift.

Milly’s blouse began to expand as fat built up more and more on her breasts. She was by no means flat and was actually quite proud of her figure. Even if she wasn’t a Britannian or such a great person she was sure to fetch eyes from someone else. It was only a pleasing side effect that she would attain an even greater figure, as her skirt began to lift up just a bit more.

Her knowledge about Shirley and her everlasting goal of wanting to confess to Lelouch alongside all the advice she ever gave her? Her breast size increased by a single centimeter.

Gentle and kind Nunnally and how endearingly innocent she was alongside all the fun things that they have ever done? Thank you Nunnally for raising her skirt a bit higher!

What about Rivalz Cardemonde and his tendency to aid Lelouch on those 100% illegal suspicious games they do outside the academy? Well, he was probably worth forgetting even before this command but he at least contributed to a slight addition to her hips.

The changes continued and continued. It was perhaps by sheer luck that no one else showed up here after what happened because Milly’s own pool of memories was major enough that this wasn’t fast to do. Memories of her parents and her being an Ashford that wants to return to royalty. They were sources of both happiness and stress that inspired her to be who she is. Now the only stress they brought on was onto her dress as her breasts went past the size of basketballs. All the tasks and responsibilities she managed alongside maintaining a wonderful appearance would no longer have to be thought of manually but instead would be a natural passive. After all, everyone would always see what’s under her skirt her charming disposition be damned. All the connections she built up? All the talents and skills she had learnt ever since she was a kid? Even to the point of basic reading comprehension and mathematics. Milly just hummed along as all of that was finally discarded into her body as fat.

Oh wait. She should probably get rid of how to hum too.

Finally, there was nothing. There was just a soft gasp as the woman that stood there couldn’t be anymore different from Milly. Perhaps the closest thing you can recognize was the fact that she had the exact same hairstyle. Even someone close to her wouldn’t be able to identify her face with how vapid and clueless those eyes were. Those pouty lips and the drawn out way she spoke was a big contrast to the real Milly. Even those alone would be enough to disregard that notion but if you looked down, perhaps you had to throw that thought all the way back to Britannia.

Those breasts had torn up the Academy Institute Blouse and could barely be contained by her bra. It was likely that it snapped considering how much cleavage it now showed. Swaying with every breath, it seemed that the Geass at least allowed Milly to remember how to stay alive. A breeze passed by and she gasped, almost falling to her side, before she properly oriented herself. The action alone was enough to send her tits into a jiggling spree prompting her to giggle, and cause that too. Perhaps she didn’t even notice that her skirt was more like a waistband, revealing everything below. It wasn’t Milly’s type to wear such risque underwear but because of the natural mass that her ass generated it developed a big enough size to compete with her chest. To the level that it swallowed up her panties and converted them to a thong. Even her hips were full and wide, and would likely be just as lovably plush and pinchable as her derriere.

Milly Ashford had followed the Geass to the best of her ability and now stood there with a vapid grin.

Thankfully she wasn’t going to be alone there for long. As the event outside died down, something she started, a certain person returned here relieved.

“Didn’t even bother helping… Where was Milly throughout that?”

Lelouch carried the mask of Zero as he stumbled in. He managed to walk into the very center and almost bumped into Milly. But thankfully he was able to avoid her, despite almost tripping, and steady himself with an apology.

“Sorry! Didn’t see you the---”

Lelouch stared.

Milly stared back.

And as he stared at her eyes, there was nothing there to greet Lelouch back. Even with this incredibly voluptuous version of Milly being so far off from her old self, he was able to piece things together.

“.... Milly is that you?”

Lelouch was the only genius that could discern that this was her after

“Whaaaa~? Who’s Milly~?”

Lelouch was also the only genius that turned his Student Council President into a vapid bimbo.

“Is this a prank?”

“Like what’s a prank?” Then, Milly stepped closer and wrapped her arms around him. “But anyway liiiike, do you want to do something together~? You’re so cuuuute.”

It was a wonderful feeling to be trapped by two massive soft flesh pillows with their owner not intending to let you go. But Lelouch can only twitch at the realization of how badly he changed Milly.

“How am I going to fix this?”