Lelouch Tries to Figure this Out.

Since acquiring her Geass Lelouch had come to terms with the reality of supernatural forces in the world. But mind altering powers were one thing. Her body being transformed into this... well, that was something else entirely. CC was immortal though. Could get shot in the head and survive. Was this any different?

The answer to that was a most definitive YES!

She was standing in the middle of her room. Her equine body responding as swiftly and naturally as if she'd been born with four legs. Which, judging by the changes to her room, was the conclusion she was supposed to be drawing. She eyed the pictures on the wall above her dresser, taking in the centaur versions of the people that had been in them before. She cast her gaze back at the bed, clearly designed to be optimal for sleeping with this type of body structure. No doubt her former bed would have collapsed under this body's surely significant weight. Indeed, the dimensions of the room were different, the ceiling and the doorways taller to fit her enhanced height. She was easily nine or ten feet tall now.

She felt an itch on her hind-quarters and without thinking too much about it, twitched a muscle she didn't even know she had. Her tail swished across her buttocks, a decidedly odd sensation. She twisted around to look as she repeated the process several times, finding that she could do little more than make it sweep side to side easily but with more focused concentration could cause it to lift and raise as well as hold it firmly downward.

Well, wonderful. She'd mastered the particulars of tail movement. With this new power, she would surely go on to conquer all of Brittania any day now.

She moved over to the window to check the truth of her hypothesis that this change was widespread, or at least more widespread than her room.

It was morning so there the campus was not mostly empty. Lelouch breathed a small sigh of relief as she found a perfectly human groundskeeper working on the sprinkler system. That didn't quite make his situation any better though. Someone had gone to some trouble to change her and her room, but why and how? And how did she know this all wasn't some extremely elaborate hallucination. All such thoughts fell away as she saw three students go galloping past the front of the building. All three were quite clearly centaurs just like her.

Was she going mad? Who knew what Geass had done to her brain?

She shook her head and turned away from the window, the movement a lot more elaborate than when she'd only had two legs. Now she had to practically reverse like she was driving an auto. Deciding that she wanted a closer look at her face, she entered her bathroom.

Lelouch froze as soon as she'd pushed the door open enough to see CC and Sayoko.

CC was a centaur. The maid was not.

Sayoko knelt beside CC's green furred side, had one of her back legs bent in her arms as she rubbed a brush across the hoof's underside. Just a casual glance told Lelouch that CC's horse half was significantly larger than her own. The witch's human torso was bare and glistening with moisture, the hair on her head wet. Her breasts had undergone their own transformation, now extremely large. Bigger than the oversized ones on Lelouch's chest be a generous margin. Lelouch couldn't help but feel a pulse of arousal and interest as she studied those unencumbered mammaries but quickly mastered the expected distraction.

CC didn't look the least bit surprised, shocked, dismayed, or bewildered as she turned to give Lelouch one of her inscrutable looks, her lips slightly curved upwards. That either meant this all seemed perfectly normal to her or as was equally likely, she was simply acting that way. She breathed in deeply through her nose and made a noise of appreciation, “Why Lelou! Did someone have a wet dream?”

Lelouch noted the feminine adaption of her name but was not at all prepared to deal with the rest of what she'd said. So she ignored her for now and took in the changes to the bathroom. It was much larger with a floor to ceiling full length mirror on one side with a higher counter with three sinks on the opposite wall. There was no sign of a toilet though she noted there was rectangular depression in an alcove large enough for a centaur's body with water continually rushing out of pipes on one side and exiting the same way on the other. How that worked was clear and she spared it no further thought with distaste.

There was no bath tub either, instead at the far end of the room was a tiled and enameled shower area with an assortment of shower heads and hoses. This was where CC and Sayoko were, the maid completely naked and wet. Her uniform and underwear were neatly folded on the counter nearby.

Sayoko spoke up pausing in her task to look up, “Mistress? You're growing erect. Shall I relieve you?”

Lelouch's eyes narrowed at that very perplexing statement and they drifted down...

down....

down to...

Hanging down between CC's rear legs were an unmistakable set of green furred testicles. Extending out from just above them was an absurdly long and thick tube of white flesh from which an intimidatingly large pink shaft was expanding. Lelouch was shocked as she stared at the massive member, in awe at its dimensions. She knew she should have been at the very least somewhat disgusted to be looking at what was, for all intents and purposes, a horse's erect penis.

But she didn't. All she could think about was... was that she was looking at unmistakable evidence of CC's arousal and it was... exciting. Deeply exciting and thrilling. She was vaguely aware of her tail raising above her buttocks of its own accord.

CC was giving Lelouch a frank look as she answered Sayoko's question “Well that depends on if Lelou is just teasing me with her fuck scent or if she really wants a rut first thing in the morning. Hmmm?”