Nuptial Flight

Sonata had never been considered to be the brightest of her siren sisters. Some would call her charmingly simple; others would say she was dumber than a sack of bricks. She certainly felt like it at the moment.

"and Aria is really not that hot anyway, I mean have you seen her face? I mean yeah, she's really tall and has great legs, and some really nice big hips but... I mean horrible, just horrible! Having sex with her would be a huuuge waste of time." Sonata rambled, sweat running down her brow.

Her plan had been fool-proof: sing, assert her control on Chrysalis, release her sisters, use their combined powers to enslave the changeling completely, take over Equestria and make some Twilight Tacos. Easy! Except her chant had alerted Chrysalis, the changeling’s mind steeling itself before Sonata could get to her. The tenuous link to the queen’s mind had been severed instantly, and her beautiful song had turned into the horrendous braying that was her natural singing voice. Using her siren powers without feedback from Chrysalis’ self loathing had exhausted her limited supply of magic. Without her powers Sonata could only try to use her head to convince the changeling to let her sister go unharmed, and that had never been her forte.

"Don't get me started on Adagio! Look at that hair, it's like someone blew up firecrackers in it; I'm sure you're not into ponies with fluffy hair like that. Or are you? You did play with it when you were stuffing her. Sure it's nice and soft, and her rack is huge even as a pony but..." she gulped, cursing her wandering attention span. Right now Chrysalis was staring at her, her head tilted and ears perked. She looked like someone witnessing a never ending train wreck. She peeked back at her bound sisters to ask for support, but only found an exasperated Adagio and an infuriated Aria. Nothing new there. "I mean, it's not like I'm saying that we want to escape or nothing, I just think they need to stretch their legs, catch some fresh air, run a few miles...."

“Of course you won’t escape, I trust you completely my dear.” Chrysalis suddenly beamed. The siren breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed the changeling had not realized what she had tried to pull… "And by now the exit has been sealed with my changeling resin, so you can’t get out without my permission, you little traitor.” Sonata’s heart skipped a beat as the changeling smirked knowingly. She was so busted! The crazy changeling knew she had tried to brainwash her! She had been utterly wrecked when the changeling was trying to be gentle, could she survive whatever Chrysalis considered angry sex? The changeling's horn ignited and her muzzle turned into a fang filled smile. Yep, doomed. She guessed she was about to get very intimate with mister tentacle tongue any moment now...

“Thanks.” Sonata almost jumped out of her fur when Adagio spoke from her side, standing on unsteady hooves, rotund belly swaying obscenely. The golden siren looked pointedly at her sister. “Isn’t Queen Chrysalis nice, choosing to release me? Eh Sonata?” Adagio’s left eyebrow wiggled three times, the signal for speak up, you look like an idiot. Or was it two times for shup up, you look like an idiot? It was hard to tell with all the congealed spunk clinging to her face. “It’s good to see she trusts you so much, you two make such a lovely couple… HmmMMMMM?” Definitely three wiggles now.

“Oh yeah!” Sonata put on her best smile as she turned to a smirking changeling. “Thanks a bunch! You’re the best rapey… I MEAN HONEY! Sweetie? Dear? Chryssi?” Sonata tried desperately to shut her mouth, and she distinctly heard Adagio face hoof. It was clear Chrysalis wasn’t buying it either, but at least she was still smiling. Sonata couldn’t help but blurt out one last idiotic line. “My love?” Even Aria voiced her opinion, her muffled mumbling clearly scathing. Sonata eeped as the changeling chuckled.

“You are lucky I want you so much.” Chrysalis considered giving the pony a demonstration of just how much she wanted her, but her tongue was still sore from over-use. “The last creature that tried to control the mind of a changeling queen with a song paid dearly, as did his race. Poor satyrs.”

“Satyrs? Never heard of them…” Sonata said cheerfully, her smile strained.

“Exactly.” Chrysalis purred, grinning dangerously. Sonata gulped and backpedaled until her rump hit the wall.

"I'm guessing we can dispense with the double talk then?" Adagio deadpanned. Unlike her little sister she took a step forward. Her belly sloshed noisily as she fearlessly approached the sitting changeling.

"Careful little slut." Chrysalis warned, her face darkening. "Do not think that you have the same status as my Sonata."

"Of course not." Adagio responded with a haughty tone. She stopped a step away from the queen. "I know I am not as 'special' as our dear Sonata."

"MY Sonata, MY mate." The changeling hissed, pressing her muzzle against Adagio's.

"And my sister." the siren didn't back down. "Like it or not, if you want Sonata you'll have to live with me and Aria. And I am willing to make a deal."

"Fine." Chrysalis' magic took hold of the siren, turning her upside down as she was hoisted like a piece of meat on a hook. The changeling leaned back on her haunches and frowned at the dangling pony. "Here's my proposition. Carry my brood, serve the hive, shut up and be happy I don't break your mind." she noted idly that Adagio's teats looked lovely from this angle. Her soft cock twitched as it remembered being trapped between them. Something that didn't go unnoticed by the floating pony.

"No." Adagio's smirk was infuriating. "We all have things the other wants" the siren closed her thighs, pressing her teats together in a very stimulating display "there's no need for us to be enemies."

"Whore..." Chrysalis spat. She cursed her cock for beginning to rise.

"I see it as using every advantage I can get." the siren jiggled her mounds, snickering as the black cock jerked in response.

"I won't let you go, if that's what you want." Chrysalis warned. Since her black cock had already betrayed her attraction, she might as well indulge. She surrounded her shaft with an emerald glow, letting her magic solidify into a green cock-sleeve. She began telekinetically stroking it slowly. "I'll admit that you have some... 'assets' that interest me." She gave her growing dick a powerful squeeze, making the head swell for an instant. "But that only means I am even less inclined to release you."

"And what if you could claim these assets freely." Adagio used her forehooves to pinch her dark nipples, giving the queen quite a show. "You could have this," she slapped one of her teats gently, the changeling's cock doubling in girth instantly, fully rigid "without having to restrain me."

"What do you want." Chrysalis groaned reluctantly, her whole attention centered on Adagio's erect nipples.

"To be treated as allies, not prisoners.” Adagio pulled her fat udders in opposite directions, before letting them slap back together. “We are not holes waiting to be filled, respect us and I will personally please you whenever you want. "Adagio covered her mounds with her hooves, the teasing making Chrysalis' breath hitch. "One last thing: give us the assurance that you will help us get our revenge on Twilight Sparkle." As soon as she said that name the changeling's cock bulged obscenely. Chrysalis let her telekinesis falter as she grabbed the cock-sleeve with her forehooves and went to town. If there was one pony she wished she could ravage with particular savagery, it was Twilight. "I'm guessing that's a yes?" Adagio snorted, a smug grin on her face.

Chrysalis considered her options as she stroked herself furiously, dreaming about the lavender alicorn screaming under her. Normally the three sirens should have been broken, either spiritually or physically, but her attraction to Sonata once again made her reconsider the old changeling ways. Adagio wanted to be an ally, an interesting idea; sirens and changelings were very complementary, one feeding on animosity and the other on love. If their offspring inherited both abilities they would be the most powerful breed yet conceived, but they would also need teachers to master their new powers. So be it, the sirens could have some of their freedom back in exchange for their cooperation. They would remain her sexual toys, of course; Chrysalis had never been serviced willingly by a pony, and she was impatient to see what Adagio had in mind.

“You three are free to do as you please, even leave this cave if you want.” The changeling decided to compromise, at least for now. “But I will always keep at least one of you as insurance. If you are gone for more than a week, I'll hunt you down, bring you back and our deal will be over. In preparation for my… our children's arrival I will be busy building a temporary hive in the underground, so I’ll need some comfort.” She licked her lips, eyes traveling to Sonata. “And I want to enjoy your bodies as they are now, so no transforming into sirens when your powers come back. I'll tolerate wings, but I have no taste for fish.”

"Fine." Adagio agreed. They would still be able to project their true forms when necessary anyway. She stopped playing with herself as Chrysalis' attention turned to her sister. "But remember this: we will be powerful again one day, and if you hurt my sisters..."

"Oh I'm sure you'll try to fight me." Chrysalis seemed excited by the idea, pumping faster as her gaze devoured Sonata whole. "But by that time you won't be able to live without my cock, little slut." A squirt of precum landed on Adagio's impassible muzzle, the siren not even flinching.

"I doubt it." She deadpanned.

"How about this" Chrysalis looked back to Adagio, smirking. "I will try to hold back whenever I take you or your sisters, and I do mean try" another well aimed squirt "and I won't punish you for fighting back. Deal?"

"Deal." Adagio nodded, already planning on ways to make the queen pay for what she did.

The siren knew Chrysalis was aware of her mutinous thoughts, and the changeling clearly was aware that she knew. The two opponents smiled, the challenge recognized, both sure of their own eventual success. If Chrysalis thought that she couldn't fall completely under their spell, Adagio would just have to show her what sirens were truly capable of working together. The telekinesis holding her in the air shifted and the siren was carefully lowered to the ground. She rolled her eyes and clicked her tongue impatiently as Chrysalis started to magically fondle her udders; it seemed the perverted changeling just couldn't help herself.

“Hmm.” Sonata hesitated, not sure on how strong her pull on the queen really was. She was also a little unnerved at seeing the changeling grope her sister. “If I promise to be your... lover, willingly" that got Chrysalis' attention, she even stopped jacking off to stare at her hungrily "can you promise not to touch my sisters anymore?” she squeaked uncertainly. Adagio shot her a surprised look, a hint of gratitude in her eyes.

“I will consider it." Chrysalis murmured. She released Adagio's jugs, a massive yawn making her jaw unhinge (to Sonata's great horror). She needed a nap. But before she could rest she had to take care of her mates. "Both of you follow this tunnel.” Chrysalis nodded to the path leading to the underground. “You will find a pond of spring water there, wash yourselves.” She frowned. “And know that my consciousness is linked to my magic.” She warned, pointing to the green muck covering everything. “I know about all that goes on between these walls. Try to harm the children growing in your womb and I will know.” She threatened, looking specifically at Adagio."Now go."

“What about Aria…” Sonata squeaked.

“As I said, insurance.” The dismissal was clear, the sirens shooting their bound sister one last look before departing. As Sonata and a wobbling Adagio were about to disappear around the bend Chrysalis called them. “And I will accept you calling me ‘your love’.” She smiled as Sonata froze in place, only to be yanked out of sight by her inflated sister. It was strange; she knew the petite siren didn’t care for her like she did. Chrysalis had instantly realized when Sonata had tried to use her feelings to manipulate her, yet the changeling wasn't furious about it. Maybe Chrysalis took it as a challenge. Maybe love was a thing that surpassed even her own fury. Maybe she was changing. Or maybe she just didn't care as long as she could tap that perfect blue ass for the rest of times. A muffled snicker caught her attention. Aria was openly laughing at her, her cum splattered body shaking with mirth. Chrysalis’ horn ignited, and the pony was suddenly freed. She fell in a graceless heap, but still found the strength to grin mockingly.

“Never seen a villain fall in love before.” Aria tried to stand, only to stumble on her ass. “It’s pretty pathetic actually.”

“You are going to abuse Sonata’s request that I don’t touch you, aren’t you.” Chrysalis said dully, before yawning again. She turned her tired eyes to the walls, her horn glowing.

“Yep.” Aria beamed. “You fuckwit.”

“What makes you think I won't rip out your insolent tongue?” Chrysalis asked lethargically. She concentrated on manipulating the green goo, stretching a solid rope across the cavern path. The changeling then widened it, sculpting herself a comfortable place to take a nap.

"Cause you are a big fucking softy apparently." the siren snickered. “Vanquished by a pair of boobs.”

"You have a big mouth, you know that?" Chrysalis clambered on her improvised hammock, lounging on her back with a sigh, her cock standing like a mast. She let her hind-legs dangle lazily and crossed her forehooves over her chest.

“So what is it like, being Sonata's bit… HEY! What the fuck are you doing!” Aria screeched as she was levitated over to the smirking Chrysalis. “Wait don’t! You BIT… GLURK!” Aria’s taunts were suddenly trumped by the best response Chrysalis had to an insult: a big cock down the throat.

“Aaah.” She sighed as her magic forced a flailing Aria down her dick. “That’s better.” She felt too tired to move, and decided to let her magic take charge. The gurgling pony was impaled until her chin touched her balls, her hindlegs held in the air. As promised Chrysalis didn't stop Aria as she struggled to free her windpipe: the siren grasped the solid shaft with her forehooves and pushed herself up. It was like an hilarious reverse of trying to climb a rope; if you were trying to swallow the rope while you climbed that is. After a few minutes of desperate struggle, the large head slid free from Aria's mouth, saliva dripping everywhere. "You know, I never did promise I wouldn’t touch you two." Chrysalis said matter of factly. She kept the panting siren suspended over her, slapping her slimy cock all over her reddened face. As soon as the siren caught her breath she was forced to swallow the huge shaft once again. "Oh and keep biting, it only makes it better.” The changeling closed her eyes peacefully as her cock distended the siren's throat, her retching and gagging lulling her to sleep.

The game kept repeating until Aria couldn't push herself up anymore and had to wait for Chrysalis to levitate her. Of course the changeling waited as long as she could, the siren almost passing out in the process. The queen had to admit that it was quite relaxing to lay back and let her magic do the work. She opened one of her eyes, and was pleased to see Aria staring back with an infuriated expression, her reddened tear filled eyes quivering with rage. She still had the head of her cock in her mouth, having to breath through her nose, but she made up for her muteness by trying to chomp down wolfishly on the offending organ, to Chrysalis' pleasure.

“I’m sure Sonata will understand I can't keep my affection just for her, that would be selfish." Chrysalis snorted, giving a little reflexive hump of bliss as the siren chewed on her dick. " I do have an empire to sire after all. Speaking of which…” She lifted Aria up, her cock popping out of her mouth with an incredible quantity of saliva strings still connecting them. The visible teeth marks on her shaft and head made Chrysalis pause. She was used to mark her mates, but this was the first time she had ever been marked; never before had anypony staked their claim on her body. She expected to be mad, but it just made her hornier. If this was a battle for dominance, she would do everything to come up on top. She flipped Aria around, held her hind legs apart and dropped the gurgling pony on her massive cock.

“YOU BITCH!” Aria roared as the massive shlong battered her insides.

“Oh, finally got that out of your system?” the changeling grunted, savoring her new conquest. Chrysalis stared at Aria's mane, the twin ponytails thrashing as the pony cursed up a storm. She had thought that if she took the noisy pony from behind, closed her eyes and tuned-out her prattling, she could have dreamed she was fucking Sonata; but alas, her walls were not as velvety; they were rougher and more muscled. Not too bad actually. Wanting to finish quickly and go to sleep she started to jerk the purple pony up and down like she was nothing more than another cock sleeve, waiting to be used. She had never fucked a pony that had the gull to talk back while she took them, and she had to admit that the constant barrage of insults was kinda turning her.

“and I will shove your fucking horn up your fucking ass before putting a fucking shotgun up your fucking cunt and blow the fucking trigger!”

Yep, this was working for her very well, even if she had no clue what a shotgun was, and her head was already starting to flare. Probably feeling her cock expand, Aria took it upon herself to contort as much as she could, twisting her length painfully. Chrysalis admired her spirit, wondering what would have happened if she had tried to shag the wild pony without her magic. She was curious to see if she could even manage to mount her... Her lewd thoughts brought her very close to the edge, her flare very sensitive after the rough treatment in Aria's mouth. She began to bring the siren down with more force, the siren's wide hips colliding with Chrysalis' lap so hard that the purple fur started to bruise. The changeling was trying to break her, but Aria had other ideas.

The siren had noted that the changeling's large gonads were resting on the hammock, the bulging mass spread just under her, incredibly vulnerable. Smiling diabolically she raised her hooves over her head and waited. Unaware, the changeling pulled her down in a mighty plunge, and just as the black cock violently rammed her deepest wall Aria swung forward and used the momentum to hammer her hooves on Chrysalis's ballsack, nailing the precious twins with a rock-shattering smash. The resulting scream of pain was music to Aria's ears. The siren took so much pleasure in the changeling’s agony that she spontaneously came, her walls rippling, mare-squirts landing on the black nuts she had just cracked. Her cervix opened wide as her orgasm ripped her body apart, insuring she was about to be knocked up unless she completely destroyed the changeling’s testicles. Moaning sensually at the thought she raised her shaking hooves, preparing to deliver the coup de grace.

Before she could land the second blow Chrysalis magically yanked her ponytails backwards, making the siren arch back and stare at the ceiling. Chrysalis snarled as she violently resumed her pounding, trying to hold back from biting her neck and ripping it to shreds. Then Aria started laughing, taunting her, and the changeling decided that she was going to taste her blood. She opened her maw and lunged at her unprotected neck, but just before she could gore the siren something purple and blue collided with her nose.

Sensing the changeling’s attack Aria had reacted quickly, throwing herself back and delivering a powerful headbutt to Chrysalis’ snout. Dazed, the queen fell back on her back, her magic blinking out of existence. Aria, still shivering from her still incoming multiple orgasms, swiftly spun on the changeling’s dick like a top. The siren was now facing her foe, a blindingly bright red pendant shinning on her chest, fueled by Chrysalis’ pain and hatred. Straddling the changeling, Aria roared with victorious laughter, and then she started to sing.

This was not a melodious aria meant to charm the queen, nor a lullaby to put her under the siren’s spell with gentle persuasion; it was a harsh shanty promising pain and plunder, a horrible tune about rape and torture that would make the most hardened sailor blush. Aria wasn’t trying to bewitch the changeling; she was trying to break her mind into a million pieces, make her experience the pain she and her sisters had been subjected to in a concentrated dose. She was mindfucking the changeling into submission, growing stronger and stronger as the queen squirmed in pain. No sane mind could endure such a treatment.

But Chrysalis’s mind was far from sane. Roaring in rage the changeling broke free from the siren’s mental domination, her magic seizing the insolent little shit. Thankfully for Aria the pain had brought the changeling to a new high, any thoughts of killing the siren forgotten over the feeling of her vengeful balls starting to deliver the thickest load they had ever produced. Gritting her teeth Chrysalis didn’t stop to hilt and claim her unprotected womb, instead she squeezed the siren and jerked Aria on her dick faster than before. The sperm ran fervently up the changeling’s over-stimulated shaft and gushed messily as the pony still bounced up and down in a blur. Spunk exploded everywhere, squirting around Chrysalis’ convulsing shaft, the spurts punctuated by Aria cursing like a drunk sailor, her voice shaky as her continuous orgasms made her delirious.

“I HAD YOU, you fucking *spuurt* take your stupid cock *spuuuurt* with a fucking wrench *spuuuuuuurt* mounted by a pig! *spuuuuuuuuuurt* Ah shit, you got some in my mouth you fucking *spurt* I hate you!”

“Me too...”

Chrysalis sighed heavily as she shoved Aria down one last time, keeping her pressed against her lap as she unloaded directly into her welcoming womb. She did want to make sure the siren carried her brood after all. Her magic faltered, Aria landing heavily on her hard chitinous chest. They laid belly to belly in what could be misinterpreted as a loving embrace, both too exhausted from their respective orgasms to do anything. Down below Chrysalis' cock still spewed the white gelatin into the siren, her unforgiving balls working fervently; the monstrous length kicked robustly, making the siren's body jerk every time a new burst traveled up her cunt. Aria’s temperature rose, her nethers itching with need as she went into heat, but she didn’t care. That was the best sex she had ever experienced, the mindblowing orgasm still making her spine tingle. Her rough cunt quivered as streams of unbelievably thick spunk escaped around the spasming shaft; with her stomach pressed against the changeling her womb couldn’t grow very large.

After her balls finally relented, Chrysalis rose on her elbows, panting hard. The siren was gasping with shallow ragged breaths, translucent fairy wings fluttering on her back. The changeling stared at them, cocking a spunk covered eyebrow. Aria had managed to regain her full powers faster than she had thought possible, but there was a simple way to deal with that problem. She smiled and opened her jaws, locking-on the siren’s lust, and started to drain her power. Aria’s love for their brutal exchange was delicious; Chrysalis could even taste her own hatred on the pony’s aura. Before long the siren wings were no more, but the changeling didn’t drain all of Aria’s reclaimed power; leaving her with just enough to fight back was more interesting. Her strengthened magic levitated the siren into a sitting position, her black shaft still hilted and hard. The red pendant was still blinking away, promising fun times ahead. Chrysalis suddenly realized just how messy the siren was, splatters of cum radiating from her groin all the way to her caked mane. Looking at herself she saw that she too was positively covered in her own semen; they needed a bath, badly. That gave Chrysalis an idea: she carefully spun the siren back to her original position, back turned to her, then her wings started to buzz.

“Oy, what the fuck are you doing?” Aria mumbled as Chrysalis took flight, keeping the pony snugly hilted as they flew down the caverns.

“Multitasking.” Chrysalis smirked. She embraced her new broodmare with all four legs, keeping her secured against her cock. "You seemed to have difficulties walking, I'm only doing you a service." She chuckled as the siren squirmed in her grasp, stimulating her further. She felt that contrary to her previous belief, Aria was going to be a very interesting toy. Thinking about it Chrysalis decided that all three sirens would remain her mates after the hive was created, not just Sonata. She scrunched her face in concentration as she spurted another load deep into her mate. Coming while flying was not as easy as she had thought. “You could call this mid-air refueling.” She joked as her cock burst with a particularly potent spurt.

“Do you come harder when you are flapping your yap or something?” Aria snarked, her belly starting to grow. She actually didn’t hate the feeling.

“Apparently.” Chrysalis tilted her head. “Can you call me a bitch again?”

“You fucking degenerate rotten to the core queen of all bitches.” Aria recited eagerly.

“Wow.” Chrysalis’ cock seized, her flare reaching record seizes as her balls seemed hell bent on making the pony go pop. “And apparently I do it when someone’s insulting me too.” She winced as her sensitive flare was massaged by Aria’s walls, a moan escaping the siren's lips. “Are you enjoying this?” Chrysalis gave a powerful hump, losing control and crashing sideways. She quickly corrected her course, leaving a white impression of her flanks on the green wall.

“Fuck you.” Aria responded with a smile.

“Uuugh.” Another big spurt. Maybe she ought to be afraid of dehydration with the sirens around. Between her obsession with Sonata, Adagio's mighty rack and Aria's feisty spirit Chrysalis was in for an interesting breeding cycle. And the purple pony in her grasp had one last trick in her bag: the siren started to constrict on the fat cock inside her without mercy, her internal muscles much stronger than Adagio's.

"I'm going to do my best to ruin your fucking life you pathetic little shit.” Aria rumbled darkly, working her powerful hips into a veritable cock compressor. “I'll let you fuck me just because I enjoy your ugly little prick. You like it when I squeeze you?" Aria wiggled, trying to get more of Chrysalis' spewing cock in her, before tightening even more. "I don’t even need my siren powers, I'll bash your skull open in your sleep!"

Chrysalis's body was hunched over the pony, desperately trying to get more of herself into the tightest pussy she had ever penetrated, her balls now emptying in one long ejaculation that was fueled by the siren's words. The changeling's tongue lolled out of her mouth, the long organ brushing against Aria's snout. Chrysalis squealed in pain when the pony bit down on it with all her strength, her cock only getting harder, still compressed in its velvety prison. Her flared head had been squashed into submission, and when Chrysalis gave another powerful hump her cock-head unexpectedly rushed past the pony's stretched cervix.

"AH! You BITFT!" Aria growled around the meaty organ she was chewing on. She bit harder and harder as she was filled with stronger and stronger bursts of incredibly dense semen. Her belly was bigger than Adagio's now, but she didn't care. As far as she was concerned the first one to let up lost this battle. So she just kept on tugging at the wiggling tongue, contracting her nether canal, while the changeling kept thrusting into the painfully tight sheath . Chrysalis for her part was lost to the world, all her thoughts centering around the fact that her flare was currently freely mushrooming inside her mate's very womb. Such a penetration was hardly natural or advisable, possibly harmful to her future brood but she just couldn't get her flare out, too wide and much too hard to pass the cervical wall. The thought of mating like a dog, stuck to her bitch with a pseudo knot, only made her thrust harder, her flare bumping against the far wall of Aria's uterus then on her cervix as it continuously fired. She didn't know how her cock was going so far, and she didn't care. Trickles of lumpy seed escaped Aria's destroyed womb, the shaft ramming into it without pause.

The pony and changeling tandem flew a haphazard path down the cave towards the other two sirens, colliding with walls and leaving a trail of spunk behind them.