This choice: I would love to assist you in your training! • Go Back...Chapter #5"Pillow" Training! by: Lelouch   “I’d love to help you with your training!” Cecile piped up with a warm smile, kneeling down so her face was closer to Suzaku.
“No that’s okay Miss Cecile. I’ll just-“ A twitch of the massive blue eyes before him made him stop. “I don’t want to be a bother or anything.”
The giantess gently shrugged, “I don’t mind. Since you’re this small I’m going to have to be around to keep an eye on you anyway. In a way, me helping you train will help keep me busy.”
Suzaku raised an eyebrow, “But what about helping Lloyd with finding a cure?”
“You’re the one who said you wanted to train first.” Cecile answered with a playful poke. Suzaku fell on his bottom causing a small chuckle from the giantess, “I guess I better be more careful.”
The shrunken man brushed himself off and stood back up. “I get the feeling I’m not going to talk you out of this. So I guess I’ll accept your offer Miss Cecile.”
“Please Suzaku, we’ve known each other for a long time now. Just call me Cecile.”
“Okay…Cecile.” Suzaku awkwardly let out her name with a smile. “What should we do first?”
The blue-haired woman’s eyes widened, “You mean you don’t know? Don’t you train every day?”
“Yeah, usually I’d be weight training right about now but finding weights would be kind of hard at the moment.”
The woman nodded, “And I know you; you’d find something next to impossible to lift and try so you can push yourself.” She paused to don a more stern expression, “But at this size I won’t allow that. You can’t do anything too dangerous when a single step could kill you.”
Suzaku scratched the back of his head, “Well I kind of need something dangerous to really train. It helps motivate me. And anything that isn’t heavy for weights won’t do any help either. It’s not like there’s something out there super heavy but soft as a pillow.”
Cecile tilted her head for a moment to think. “Actually…there might be.” She stood back up and walked towards the shrine Suzaku had of his father. Briefly Cecile gazed at it with a clear sad expression but she shook her head and began to undo some of the buttons of her military shirt. Until it clicked Suzaku just watched with a confused look, then it hit him- Cecile was taking off her shirt! Immediately the little guy got flustered and flailed his arms until his eyes were properly covered. On the other side of the room Cecile turned to look at him and laughed, “Why are you so nervous Suzaku?” Suzaku fumbled his lips around struggling to find words when finally his fingers parted and he dared to look.
Cecile stood at the other side of the room with her hands at her hips. She was still wearing a shirt but instead of the standard Brittanian uniform it was a revealing white, spaghetti-strap top. At some point she also removed her boots too, leaving her feet bare but the brown army skirt still remained. The giantess shuffled her feet before beginning to walk towards Suzaku, each step sending out tremors. “You didn’t think I was getting naked did you?”
The steps stopped just short of Suzaku and once more he found himself struggling to form words. The current situation put him into an entirely different mindset and all he could think about was how beautiful his gigantic friend was. He noticed the dark blue bra straps that were longer than the straps to her shirt. He saw how her chest jutted out to a size that rivaled even Kallen’s. He was able to see right up her skirt to the matching dark blue panties. And on either side of him were two admittedly cute feet that lead up to towering legs that were well-built and silky smooth even to his shrunken eyes. “W-Well I mean…It did look like you were taking your shirt off.”
Cecile’s eyes narrowed playfully, “If anyone else was in this situation I’d probably step on them for being a pervert.” As if to demonstrate the giantess raised her left foot and flexed her toes in Suzaku’s face. It left him with the odd realization her toes were painted to match her hair. “…But I know you’re not like that.” She giggled and knelt back so her chest before Suzaku. To the poor Japanese soldier all he could notice was how close Cecile’s cleavage was to coming out of her shirt. “I just wanted to get a bit more comfortable to help with your training.”
“O-Oh yeah…” Suzaku felt his face beginning to cool off at last. “I still need weights if I want to do what I usually do. But if not I can figure something else out.”
“You don’t have to worry about that Suzaku. I already figured out what you can use as a weight. Something perfectly safe- like you said, heavy but soft as a pillow.”
It instantly fit into place. “Oh duh, a pillow! At my size that might be perfect!”
Cecile smiled, “Not quite. I thought that for a second too but finding a pillow might take a little while so I came up with something else.”
“What?”
The giantess averted her gaze with a slight blush, “Let’s just say you’ve been looking at them the whole time.”
The redness of the shrunken man’s face returned full storm as he stared directly at Cecile’s breasts. Nothing more needed to be said. The perverted thoughts took over anyway; all Suzaku could think about was how…big they were. In comparison to his size a nipple would be as big as him. So compared to the entire breast it was somewhere around fifty to a hundred times his size. True to what Cecile said though it would be as soft as can be. But…”I-I can’t do that Miss Cecile! That would be just-just-“
“Just fine.” The woman finished. “I can’t use any other body part because there’s a chance I might sneeze or something and it could be dangerous. This way no matter what it’d be soft enough to ensure your safety. Besides, it’s my idea so it’s not like I’m going to get mad or anything.”
“But still! It’d be too…awkward!”
Cecile shifted herself to all fours and loomed her chest above Suzaku, her face a deep red the entire time. “Just think of it…like a new type of training.” There was a small laugh and before Suzaku could comment Cecile brought her chest down to the Brittanian. Out of instinct Suzaku fell to his back and braced himself to catch the mountain he had no hope of escaping. In a split second he went from standing in embarrassment to holding up one of Cecile’s breasts in embarrassment. Surprisingly the weight in relation to his size was pretty ideal, Suzaku struggled to keep it up but it wasn’t an impossible task. Just holding his arms as they were was a good exercise in itself.
He tried to suppress any perverted thoughts that entered his mind but…he just couldn’t. Each and every little detail of Cecile’s body began to invade his senses. There was a faint smell of perfume applied hours ago. Out of the corner of his eyes Suzaku spotted a few strands of Cecile’s hair near the floor. Also in the corner of his vision was his friend’s nipple just close enough to tease him. The supple flesh of the endowed giantess seemed to give way to his hands, almost seeming to invite him into its mounds. His fingers could fit into the threads and beyond. Through his palms Suzaku could feel the echoing tremors of Cecile’s heart. Little details no one else would ever notice unless they were as close as he was invaded his mind. No matter how much he tried, Suzaku could not help but acknowledge the beauty of his friend right now. All he could do was hold up her bosom until he felt his workout was satisfactory, he couldn’t exactly bench something this soft and he was in no position to move or make demands either. He was pretty much helpless to Cecile’s whims; thankfully she was about as nice as can be but something about that thought really haunted the increasingly perverted mindset he was in.
Above a faint giggle could be heard. Cecile’s face was bright red but she found herself enjoying the ran idea she went with. Years of spending time with Lloyd gave her an odd mentality so unusual ideas were usually her first ones. Somehow playing with the shrunken Suzaku had this bizarre, empowering appeal to it; he was struggling to keep one of her breasts from hitting the ground. Someone who was usually so powerful and active was essentially helpless. She had to admit, Cecile found the idea oddly appealing. She had barely moved a muscle since entering this position but with each passing second the idea of spending more time with her shrunken friend seemed more pleasant.
Of course, after about ten minutes of this strangely intimate state, Suzaku felt his arms begin to weaken and Cecile noticed it too. Without confirmation from him Cecile raised herself and knelt back down to her previous position. “Wow…that was actually kind of nice.” She spouted off without a thought.
Suzaku began gasping for air to try and calm his young mind down. But he had to agree, “It was kind of um…awkward but you’re right.”
“Don’t pretend you didn’t like it.’’ Cecile gave an uncharacteristic playful wink. “You lasted ten whole minutes, that’s something to be proud of. You deserve a reward.”
“Reward?” Suzaku’s mind fired back into the perverted mindset.
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