Nuptial Flight

“And I will accept you calling me ‘your love’.”

Sonata stopped in her tracks, the words making her head spin. Chrysalis still had a thing for her, even after she had discovered the siren’s plans? What should she do now! String the changeling along? Rebuff her? Tell her I’m not interested and please don’t rape me again? She was no mastermind manipulator, she wasn’t even a competent siren as it turned out; she just had no idea how to deal with this. The eternal air-head hadn’t been in a relationship for more than a thousand years! A relationship that lasted for less than a week! She didn’t know how to deal with unwanted attention. Her sisters had an impressive collection of past suitors and kinky adventures, Adagio and Aria being no stranger to romance or booty calls alike, but Sonata had always been too absent-minded to be interested in romance. Or anything sexual really. Oh she was no virgin, that boat had sailed in her youth back when there were other sirens around, but since then she couldn’t remember ever sharing anything more intimate than a hug with anyone; it’s not that she was devoid of urges, it’s just that she cared more about the finer things in life. Like puppies, rainbows, food… She could do food. She couldn’t do this.

“Eeeep!” Sonata was yanked from her reverie as her sister tugged on her leg.

“Come on.” Adagio whispered, her eyes gentle.

They both trotted down the path slowly, the green muck on the walls providing ample illumination. The sirens were lost in their own thoughts; Adagio planning ahead, calculating risks against gain and setting up contingencies while Sonata wondered what the changeling resin tasted like. Anything to avoid thinking about what had just happened to them, even if it was hard being covered in stinky spunk. After a few minutes of silent trekking, Adagio suddenly tripped on a jutting rock, her heavy burden making her collapse with a loud sloshy noise. Sonata was instantly at her side.

“You okay?” Sonata asked, then winced at the stupid question; of course she wasn’t okay.

“I’m fine.” Adagio grunted, trying to lift her encumbered weight. Soft blue hooves helped her up, and she accepted the help with a grateful smile. A smile that fell quickly as the siren looked at her sister’s face, tears silently running down Sonata’s cum stained cheeks.

“Adagio…” Sonata was on the verge of another break down, her lips trembling.

“Don’t start.” Adagio cut in abruptly. She pushed herself up and set off immediately at a brisk pace, leaving her sister behind. It seemed cruel, but one of them had to keep a level head, a task that had been hers amongst their little group for as long as she could remember. Before long she heard Sonata scrambling to catch up. Good, that meant her littlest sister was moving instead of letting her worries anchor her down. They would go to the pond, get cleaned and go back to make sure Aria was okay as fast as possi… “BLOODY HELL!”

The inflated siren fell once again, harder than before because of her hurried pace; her massive belly was squished under her violently. She heard Sonata cry out, but she was more concerned about the rumbling in her nethers. It seemed her womb had decided that enough was enough, and she grumbled darkly as she realized what was about to happen. With a painful sting her cervix popped open and released the flood gates, a veritable torrent of sperm gushing out of her, splashing against Sonata’s hooves. The diminutive siren almost slipped on the gooey tsunami as she rushed to her fallen sister. She stopped just behind Adagio, taking in the strangely hypnotic spectacle of the thick geyser rushing out of her sister’s insides, the smell of fresh spunk making her nostrils flare. She was horrified to find that the pungent odor didn’t repulse her; on the contrary she felt her little pussy quiver, begging for a taste. And boy, was she hungry.

“Brilliant…” Adagio snarked.

Her whole underside was now positively drenched as the splooge started to run down the slight incline, flowing around her. Her womb constricted one last time before sealing itself up. She turned on her side, appraising the slightly flabby look of her belly: her golden coat had been stretched to its limits but the fur was already smoothing itself back to normal. Ponies were just weird that way. She massaged her stomach with a hoof, making sure everything was in its place, and frowned at the bump she found. Her womb may have expelled gallons of seed, but there was still a lot left inside. She pressed harder and was satisfied as a splutter of spunk rushed into her cunt, pooling into it. She worked her pussy into pushing the load out, lumps of white muck dribbling from her lower lips. She tensed with fright when she heard something sniffing at her crotch. She braced herself, sure that Chrysalis was behind her, aiming to refill her. She turned slowly and froze: she was not ready to find her innocent little sister back there, face almost pressed against her sperm encrusted rump, breathing in the stench with a dazed slutty expression.

“Sonata?” Adagio whispered, careful not to startle the entranced pony. Sonata’s lidded eyes fluttered open, her dopey grin slowly meting into one of surprise, revulsion, then despair. “Hey, cut it out, now!” Adagio put as much authority in her command as she could, but to no avail. Sonata’s eyes welled with tears, silent sobs racking her body as she realized what she had almost done. “Hey… No…” Adagio tried in vain to shake her sister out of her spiraling thoughts, but it was too late, a wail escaped the distraught pony, tears running freely. Adagio sighed, sitting on her soaked haunches, and opened her forelegs wide. “Here, common.” She said gently.

Sonata launched herself into the offered hug, their bodies colliding with a wet slap. She bawled into her sister’s shoulder as Adagio ran a cum stained hoof over her head, petting her lovingly. Adagio would have been afraid of soiling Sonata’s pretty two toned blue mane, if not for the fact that the ponytail was already drenched in drying lumps of spunk. They were both absolutely covered in semen. Chrysalis’ heavy scent was everywhere. And it seemed to be driving Sonata crazy.

“Shhh, it’s okay.” Adagio cooed, nuzzling the side of her sister’s head. “That monster won’t touch you again, I promise you.” She lied softly.

“But I can't stop thinking about her!” Sonata whined needily.

"You want sex, not her."

“Why do I want that?”Sonata moaned, squeezing her sister tighter. “I’m a slut!”

“Sonata, how do you feel?” Adagio asked calmly.

“I’m hot, my kitty is all tingly and I can’t stop thinking about eating lots of changeling jelly!” Sonata cried, on the verge of hysteria.

“Sonata...” Adagio yanked on her sister ponytail with a sharp tug. She ignored her squeak of surprise. “Do you remember in what kind of body you are right now?”

“A… A pony?” Sonata sniffled. “A dirty pervy pony that wants to get wrecked by a huge black di…”

“A pony in heat.” Adagio interrupted, an edge of annoyance bleeding into her voice.

“Oh… Oooooh yeah.” Sonata’s tears dried, her face turning from distraught to pensive. “But what about you? Aren’t you in heat too?”

“Of course I am, didn’t you see how much that bug pumped into me?” Adagio’s voice returned to her haughty self, and she pushed her sister away. Not too roughly though. “Look at that!” She pointed to the stream of spunk traveling down the tunnel. “How in the world could she produce so much?!”

“But why aren’t you, you know,” Sonata twirled a hoof in the air, her face flushing as she looked at the delicious treat running across the ground. “horny?”

“I am aroused, oh believe me I am.” Adagio frowned, hating how her body was hankering for another dose of changeling cream. “But my self control is stronger; after centuries of paramours and lovers it ought to be. This isn’t my first rodeo.”

“Welp, that’s no help to me.” Sonata kicked her hoof dejectedly.

“Sonata,” Adagio sighed, reluctant to have this discussion with her innocent sister “when’s the last time you had sex?”

“Well just now! Didn’t you see Chryssi stuffing me like a turkey?” Sonata’s tongue ran over her lips, searching for a companion.

“I MEANT BEFORE THAT!” And that was why Adagio usually reserved ‘girl talk’ with Aria. It already was mortifying enough without having to repeat herself. She then frowned, whispering to herself, too low to be heard. “Chryssi?”

“Hmmm...” Sonata scratched her chin, thinking deeply. It took a while. “Do you remember Pizzicato?”

“Pizzicato? Pizzicato Shivers?” Adagio asked, really hoping she was hearing wrong. “That nerdy hippocampus that kept hitting on you back in school?”

“Yep. That’s him.” Sonata beamed, clopping her hooves together. Her nostrils flared, and she brought a leg to her snout, her eyes derping as she sniffed the spunk glazing her fur.

“You can’t be serious. That was more than fifteen centuries ago!” Adagio couldn’t believe this. She knew her sister wasn’t as outgoing as her and Aria, but this was just ridiculous. “And before that… Stop it!”

“Hmm?” Sonata’s eyes refocused and she stopped licking her coat clean. “Oh, there was no before. He was my first.”

“And your last.” Adagio deadpanned, incredulous. “No wonder you’re so worked up, centuries of pent up sexual frustration and now you are experiencing equine heat for the first time.”

“So what’s going to happen to me?” Sonata asked, her tail wagging to cool her burning nethers.

“Lets just say you are in for a rough ride.” Adagio exhaled and turned away, resuming their route to the pond and carefully avoiding the spunk carpet. “Maybe you should just let yourself go wild next time you… ‘meet’ Chrysalis.”

“But… But she’s evil!” Sonata cried, trotting after her sister, choosing to walk on the white sticky path.

“And we’re not?” Adagio looked back, frowning at her sister as Sonata jumped in the white puddles, splashing her hooves in cum with a happy face. She rolled her eyes. “Chrysalis is obviously after more than just your body, so I’m positive she won’t hurt you if you take the initiative. And you are wound up tighter than a guitar string, your heat will make you go crazy if you don't indulge a little. If you can make Chrysalis care about you even more it will solidify our bargaining strength. And it will make her more susceptible to our powers if she turns out to be an unsatisfactory ally.”

“So you’re saying that I should get on her good side?” Sonata was a little disapointed that the ground was dry again, the massive cum-spill exhausted.

“As long as that bug doesn’t hurt you again.” Adagio growled with malice. “If she does, we either get her under our spell or we kill her.”

“Sounds good to me!” Sonata said happily, her ears perking up as her voice came back with an echo.

The two sirens emerged in a vast chamber, the walls glowing with a bright green sheen, revealing a large basin of clear water nestled against the far side. The natural pool was fueled by a spring source in the ceiling, the changeling resin forming a tap to let the stream past, the water gushing into the pond in a gentle drizzle. Small cracks on the lake’s bottom let the water escape, giving the surface a placid and limpid aspect. The cave was riddled with tunnel entrances, some going up and some going down, all of them glowing softly. Before the sirens could take advantage of the beautiful scenery their ears swiveled backwards, hearing a strange commotion. The two sisters turned, gazing at the tunnel they just exited.

“What’s that?” Sonata piped up.

“I don’t know…” Adagio narrowed her eyes, her ears perked. “I think that stuff on the wall absorbs noise like studio insulation.”

“Kinda sounds like one of those old flipper machines.”

“That would be just silly… What the hell!”

The two sirens had to jump aside as a ball of black and purple cannoned into the chamber. The writhing mass collided with the ground and collapsed in a heap, revealing an unconscious changeling queen mounting a panting siren. Aria had Chrysalis’ tongue in her jaws, and was doing her best impression of a wolf trying to rip out a morsel of meat. Too bad her pony teeth were blunt and soft. When she realized that the queen had stopped moving the siren spit out the crumpled tentacle, laughing viciously.

“I WIN!” Aria shouted from under the changeling. “Take that you BITCH! Oy what the fuck, why are you still cumming?!”

“Aria!” Sonata ran to the downed duo while her sister followed slowly, a calculating expression on her muzzle. “Are you okay? Did she hurt you? Oh wow your belly is huuuge! Can I have some… I mean that’s awful!”

“Shut up and get her off of me.” Aria grunted, trying to buck the sleeping changeling away.

“Right!” Sonata nodded. She looked at Chrysalis' imposing mass. “How?”

“Do you want me to draw you a picture?” Aria shouted. “Start by making her roll-over you dolt.”

“On it!” Sonata put her forehooves on Chrysalis sides and pushed. The interlocked pair rolled easily, Aria’s round humongous belly easily supporting their combined weight.

“That’s better.” Aria breathed as she laid on her side, the pressure in her womb decreasing.

“I knew I felt something familiar.” Adagio approached, staring at the glinting pendant embedded in her sister’s fur. Sonata gasped as she saw it, her hoof rubbing her chest to check for her own jewel, but it was still hidden under her coat. “How did you do it?”

“Easy.” Aria smiled smugly. “I gave this bitch the ride of her life.” She sent an elbow into Chrysalis’ sides, the queen still unresponsive.

"And what else?" Adagio pressed impatiently. If she was to beat Chrysalis in a battle of wits she needed all the information she could get.

"Oh nothing much." Aria grinned wolfishly. "Just busted her balls with a sledgehammer blow. Her pain and anger were delicious."

"Just physically hurting her was enough?" Adagio schemed furiously.

"Sure was. I really should have transformed right then, but I was having too much fun, now it's too late." Aria frowned slightly. "I think she drained most of it somehow.”

“Did you try to use your singing?” Sonata inquired, grabbing the changeling's back legs, pulling Chrysalis from her sister's insides. She tried to avoid starring at Chrysalis' balls, but failed miserably. She also noted that they kinda looked battered, an angry red shine burning over the black skin.

“Yes, and it didn’t work.” Aria grumbled as the cock imbedded in her was dragged out.

“Two times our singing has failed now.” Adagio narrowed her eyes. “Maybe if we all sang together we could still have a chance to bewitch her, but I’m starting to think she's just too resili…”

“AOUCH!” Aria shouted, wincing. “Stop it Sonata, you’re pulling my insides out!”

“Eeep!” Sonata stopped pulling, dropping Chrysalis’ legs. Her last heave had dragged her sister along with the queen. It seemed that the changeling’s cock was stuck.

“Dumb bitch shoved her flare into my womb.” Aria growled.

She grunted as the black shaft jerked and fired a weak spurt into her overstuffed womb. Sonata started drooling as she stared at the jerking member, a trickle of smelly seed creeping around her sister’s entrance. The last spurt seemed to take a lot from the turgid member, and it suddenly started to flag. Aria smiled. If Chrysalis’ cock was failing, all she needed to do was make it cum some more and she would be free. She opened her mouth to insult the changeling but she was distracted when Sonata moved closer to her groin. She stared at her little sister with raised eyebrows.

“What’s up with dummy?” Aria nodded to her flustered sister.

“In heat.” Adagio said impassively.

“So? We're all in hea...”

“And hasn’t been laid in fifteen centuries.”

“Seriously?” Aria’s head jerked back, searching her older sister’s face to make sure she wasn’t joking. She grinned. “Hear that Queeny? You were the first to fuck my little sister since the last ice age!” She chuckled when Chrysalis’ cock weakly spurted, getting even smaller. Her flare was still too large though. She needed a little more. Her ears perked at Sonata’s desperate sniffs, and she got an idea. Aria got a wonderful, awful idea. “Hey Sonata!” her sister barely registered her call, answering with a small mumble. “I’m sure you are hungry, why don’t you have a taste?”

Aria grinned widely, ignoring Adagio’s scandalized expression. The older siren didn’t have time to protest before the youngest had pressed her muzzle into her sister’s groin, letting out a whine of excitement. Sonata began to lap the oozing pussy lips eagerly, her tongue bringing the pungent seed into her mouth just like a cat drinking milk. Adagio cringed with disgust, backpedaling away from her littlest sister eating Aria out, almost retching when she saw the satisfied look on Aria’s face. Adagio knew that her younger sister was into some kinky stuff, but she had never imagined that she would be interested in incest. Adagio thought about all the times she had agreed to share a shower or a bed with her little sis back in the human world. The requests had seemed innocent at the time, just sisterly bounding moments between Aria and her. But now Adagio wasn’t so sure about her sister, especially considering all the times Aria had 'accidentally' touched her, the siren's wandering hands often straying between her legs and over her breasts, groping and squeezing in her 'sleep'. She had never considered it an issue, since they were sisters, but now she regretted sleeping in the nude.

“Hey Queeny, you feel that?” Aria laughed, enjoying the spectacle of her little sister pressing her snout into her small teats while Sonata’s tongue cleaned her cunt. “That’s your darling Sonata licking your cum out of my pussy. Looks like she’s ready for another ride.”

Aria smiled widely as Chrysalis’ cock jerked powerfully, a surprisingly strong gush of cum erupting into her womb, before it was completely spent. The flare deflated as the length softened, and an instant later the sagging dick slithered out of Aria’s cunt, retreating into the safety of its sheath. A deluge of seed rushed from her womb, her cervix still destroyed. The spunk was incredibly thick, the goo clinging together like gelatin, and it splattered heavily into Sonata’s mouth. As soon as Aria’s pussy had been uncorked the lusty siren had pressed her lips against Aria’s pussy, trying to eat as much as she could. Adagio dry heaved at the sounds of slurping and sensual moaning. She thanked the stars as the gush tapered out, Aria’s belly returning to normal. Sonata lapped the dying stream urgently, and sighed as it stopped.

“Tasty.” Sonata said with a dreamy expression. Her chin was covered in lumps of seed, the thick strands swinging as she talked. She burped daintily and rubbed her stomach contently. It took a few seconds for her brain to catch up with reality, but when it did… “EEEEEEEEEWWWW!”

“Quite.” Adagio said from several paces away, green in the face.

“I always knew you were the most fucked-up of us all Sonata.” Aria chuckled, getting on her hooves. She managed to stand on shaking legs, before sitting down heavily on Chrysalis’ crumpled form. “So,” She said, as if nothing out of the ordinary had just happened. “what do we do with Queeny here?”

“Eeew eew eew eew eew!” Sonata was running around like a cat surrounded by vacuum cleaners.

“We could kill her, she seems vulnerable enough.” Adagio approached, still repulsed but willing to be pragmatic.

“Eeew eew EEEEEW…”

“Nah, she has her uses.” Aria brushed a hind hoof on Chrysalis’ sheath, watching it quiver.

“You perverted bitch.” Adagio said with a disgusted expression.

“Hey, we still have a world to conquer. Two worlds actually.” Aria shrugged, nonchalant about the whole thing. “And I don’t know about you, but I do like the idea of razing Canterlot High to the ground at the head of an army of changelings.”

“Changelings that we will have to bear.” Adagio groaned, repulsed by the idea.

“Maybe. Maybe not.” Aria whispered mysteriously, massaging Chrysalis' ample rump with a forehoof.

“In any cases we need a way to control the bug.” Adagio huffed. “Sonata has some influence over her…”

“EEEW, it's sticking to my throat!!”

“… but I don’t think we can count on her.”

“Relax sweet tits.” Aria laughed at the glare she received. “I got her figured out. You just have to flash your boobs and she’ll be putty in your hands… hooves whatever.”

“I can hear you...” Chrysalis grumbled, eyes still closed.

“Good.” Aria didn’t let it faze her. “Cause you have to carry me to the water.” She slapped Chrysalis’ ass, the shock making the surprisingly soft buns jiggle. “Mush mush Queeny.”

“As you wish, little bitch.” Chrysalis smiled, her horn lighting up. Aria flew into the air, surrounded by an emerald cloud she was very familiar with, and was promptly tossed across the cavern. “Look out; I think the water’s a little cold.” Chrysalis called just as Aria splashed into the pool, the pony screeching like a banshee.

Chrysalis chuckled then rose ponderously, shaking her head to fight the torpor. Her battered tongue retracted quickly, whipping her snout on the way up. She opened her eyes to find a cautious Adagio staring angrily at her.

“What is it little slut?” Chrysalis asked with a fanged smile. They both ignored Aria’s insults amongst the splashing. “Surprised to find out your sisters want my essence so much?” she purred. She started to circle the siren once again. “It’s not surprising, of course females want to bear my children, it’s only natural to search for the strongest male there is, to lust for his seed.” The queen dragged her snout on Adagio’s back as she reached her backside, letting her fangs drag across her coat, leaving a slight scratch mark. “I am only doing my best to answer your deepest desires, even if you don’t want to admit them.”

Chrysalis suddenly reared up and mounted the siren, whinnying softly as her tired cock slowly emerged, limply slapping Adagio’s rump. Before she could coax her exhausted member into action she was thrown off, landing on her side. She huffed heatedly, staring hungrily at Adagio’s haughty expression of contempt. Chrysalis then smiled wider; the siren had hesitated before bucking her aside, and before long she hoped Adagio would not even try to resist.

“Fine, I’ll fill you up another time.” Chrysalis snorted, getting to her hooves. “Sonata?” she called sultrily. The siren in question was rolling around on the ground, trying to forget what she had just done, but she looked up as her name was called. Her eyes widened and her nostrils flared as Chrysalis sauntered towards her, the changeling’s hips rolling sensually. She stopped just before her, her snout brushing hers. “Come with me, let’s get cleaned up my love.” The queen then turned, letting her recovering balls slap Sonata’s muzzle.

“Gaaaah…” Sonata followed obediently, her eyes locked on Chrysalis’ fat orbs and her limp swinging cock.

“Holy fuck this water is cold!” Aria had managed to reach the edge of the pool, her inept motor skills making the short wade through the shallows an adventure. Good thing ponies were buoyant. But now that she had stopped struggling she could appreciate just how chilly the spring water was. The residue of her ‘battle’ with Chrysalis was being drained away, the white clouds of spunk disappearing into the fissures at the bottom.

“Oh, is it really?” Chrysalis feigned surprise. “Let me heat it up, I don’t want my Sonata to catch a cold.” Her horn lit up, the walls in contact with the water first shining pink, then red. The pond began to steam softly, the crimson light reflecting all over the surface. It gave the cave a more sensual vibe, the warm glow making Sonata’s heart run wild. Chrysalis slowly waded into the improvised hot-spring, sighing contently as the water washed her exhaustion away; the walls of her new hive bled a little magic into the water, turning it into a potent regenerative bath. She ignored Aria’s death glare and laid down, letting the water cover her withers. “Are you coming?” Chrysalis asked huskily at a frozen Sonata. The siren rushed forward and put a hoof in the water; then she hesitated.

“Are you in my head?” she asked fearfully, not recognizing the emotions running through her mind, or the need burning in her body.

“No, I don’t need to.” Chrysalis smiled reassuringly. “Ask your big sister here.” The changeling smirked imperceptibly when Sonata cringed, the siren not daring to look at Aria. “What you are feeling is perfectly natural; your body is clamoring for a strong male, begging for release.” Chrysalis sniffed at the air, licking her lips. “I can smell your arousal, you must be hurting so much, you poor poor thing.” Sonata put a second hoof in the water, tense like a cat about to pounce. “I can help you make the burning go away.” Chrysalis murmured, watching her prey’s resistance crumble. She just needed a little push. “And don’t worry my love, I will be gentle.”

Sonata had heard everything she needed, and she launched herself into a mad scramble to reach the changeling. Chrysalis’ breath quickened as she gazed at her favorite mate splashing into the water, a desperate need etched on her blue muzzle. She used all her willpower to stop herself from jumping to meet her halfway, it was crucial that the siren came to her by her own will. Sonata panted with need and exertion, stumbling many times on the way, the warm water splashing against her burning pussy. She was finally about to reach her goal, and with a desperate whinny she cried out.

“MINE!”

Hearing Sonata repeat her own word, Chrysalis lost her tenuous grasp on her desires and lunged like a tiger, diving towards the approaching pony. Sonata didn’t even flinch; she just opened her mouth wide to accept the monstrous tongue that shot down her throat. She started sucking on the oozing tentacle as Chrysalis devoured her muzzle in her maw, her small hooves embracing her mate. The changeling and siren kissed desperately, the little pony carried by the queen’s forelegs, hooves groping her lithe flanks, all notion of self-control forgotten. They both explored their respective bodies with erotic urgency. Chrysalis didn’t even try to penetrate the slobbering pussy with her hardened mast, for this was not for her own gratification, this was about Sonata. She sat on her haunches and went to town.

“Wow, look at them go.” Aria whistled. She shot Adagio a quick look, the siren just now entering the water. “I guess Sonata wins, she’s got Queeny totally under her control.”

“Don’t kid yourself.” Adagio said somberly. She dodged a stray spray of changeling slobber with a disgusted wince. “Sonata is as much under her control as Chrysalis is under hers.” She sat in the water, amazed as her sore nethers began to heal; Chrysalis had only healed her insides after all.

“Aaah, lusty love.” Aria’s statement was punctuated by a loud moan, Sonata grinding her pussy on Chrysalis length, her thighs squeezing it tight. “It’s the best kind of love.” Aria ducked under the water as a burst of precum burst from the changeling’s thrashing cock, soaring over her head. She frowned as she emerged, and shouted at the writhing pair. “Oy! Look out for collateral damage, you pricks.”

“I’m surrounded by perverts.” Adagio sighed, making the mistake of closing her eyes just as the turgid length kicked again, this time in her direction.

“Well yeah,” Aria rubbed her groin to clean it of any residual stains as Adagio yelped. The water was taking away her soreness and fatigue. “And good thing too, if we are to deal with Queeny we better be ready to live a life full of cocks and facials.”

“Why are you so okay with this,” Adagio grumbled, splashing her muzzle. “I thought you would be the last to bend over and raise your tail so easily.” She dived, rinsing her poofy mane as well as she could.

“And you’re right.” Aria smiled dangerously. “But I’m gonna need your help.”

“Of course.” Adagio sighed, her limp mane dripping. “What do you need?”

Chrysalis could hear the two other sirens planning something, but she could not care less at the moment. She sat on her haunches, water splashing over her spread hind legs. She held Sotana steady, the siren’s forehooves pressed against her chest. Down below her dick was rubbing Sonata’s groin, the siren thrusting her hips frantically as her pussy coated her length with feminine arousal. The smell made her want to bury her cock into the siren’s small pussy and stake her claim for good. She wanted to hear her moans and her screams of pain mixed together, wanted to make her yell out her name as she would yell out hers. But first she would make the siren fall for her. Chrysalis ran her hooves all over Sonata’s body, she levitated globs of water to wash her fur, making the azure coat shine. She bathed every inch of her lovers body as her tongue played with her throat, Sonata sucking on the tentacle urgently. Their bodies were pressed together, Chrysalis’s mind slowly losing the battle with her breeding instincts. She wanted to put her cock into something, and she wanted it now.

Her wishes were granted when her cock-head sank into something warm and oh so soft, a generous squirt gushing out of the stimulated organ. Chrysalis stopped kissing the delirious pony in her grasp, and stared at Adagio. The siren's mane was limp, dripping with water, the long hairs clinging to her curvaceous body in a jaw-dropping display. The normally curled mess now sensually draped her flushed face, some strands stuck between her full bodied lips as she bit them with a lewd smile, the golden curtains falling all the way to her navel. Adagio pressed her gigantic teats together over her quivering cock, standing on her hind legs while her forehooves squished her udders together.

“Do be a dear and help me out.” Adagio said with a sultry gaze. “I can only stand on two hooves for so long.”

Chrysalis was so lost in a lust induced haze that she didn’t question Adagio’s sudden reversal. She surrounded the siren with magic and made her hover just at the right height, her flaring head nestled between her heavenly mounds. Adagio smiled and started to rub her jugs together faster and faster, refusing to stop even when Chrysalis precum started to spray her face continuously. The changeling moaned from the unbelievable teat-fuck, but she had not forgotten about her favorite mate. She turned Sonata belly downwards, the siren's forehooves on Chrysalis knees and her haunches in the changeling’s grasp. The changeling eyed her beloved’s honey pot for a single heartbeat, then dug in.

Sonata cried out in pleasure as the huge tongue was buried into her pussy, instantly making her orgasm. The tentacle didn’t stop until it hit her cervix, prying it open experimentally. The changeling was disappointed to find that the siren’s womb was still accessible, which meant she wasn’t yet fertilized, and her tongue started to thrash around like a snake in frustration. The smell of cock made Sonata come down from her high, and she realized that Chrysalis’ dick was just in front of her muzzle, pressed between her sister’s drenched teats. She didn’t hesitate one instant and started to suck on one of Adagio’s perky nipples, the taste of precum making her head spin. Adagio let a wince of revulsion escape her slutty facade, but Chrysalis didn't notice, too lost in the exploration of her mate's behind. The changeling’s fangs were threatening to pierce Sonata’s firm ass-cheeks as her tongue wiggled harder and harder, until the siren’s belly started to bulge visibly from the tentacle coiling in her cunt.

Adagio tried her best to maintain her charade as her baby sister nursed desperately on her udders. That had not been part of the plan, but she had to go with it. It made her teat-fuck slow down, but you didn’t see Chrysalis complain. She winced again as Sonata suckled more forcefully, her nipple disappearing into her sister’s mouth; the slurping sound was almost as loud as the wet sloshing noises coming from Sonata’s cunt. Finally Adagio saw movement behind the lounging queen, a purple hoof raised in an approximation of a ‘thumbs up’. She moaned, giving the signal, squishing her teats together more forcefully. The udder in Sonata’s mouth popped free, the siren opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue to let the teat slap her in the face repeatedly. Her look of utter contentment almost made Adagio falter, but thankfully Aria made her move.

The clumsy pony had taken a lot of time to skirt around the pool’s edge, avoiding Chrysalis’ gaze. She had felt a moment of panic when she couldn’t touch the bottom anymore, but as it turned out she was a better swimmer than a walker as a quadruped. She swam behind the preoccupied queen and dived, looking for a big rock. Finding one, she emerged silently and sharked closer. Once she was close enough she gave her signal, and as soon as she heard Adagio’s moan she lunged, grabbing Chrysalis’ wispy mane in one of her hooves. The Changeling gave a gargled scream as her head was yanked back, her tongue still deep inside Sonata. Aria swung her other hoof, holding the big stone tight, and bashed Chrysalis’ horn with a brutal impact. The green magic holding Adagio air-born instantly popped out of existence, the siren throwing her hooves around the rock hard mast. Chrysalis screamed in pain, her tongue slithering out of Sonata, and before the queen could do anything Aria yanked her confused and dazed sister from the changeling’s grasp.

“I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!” Chrysalis roared, holding her useless horn, sparks firing from its tip.

“Well, I better make my last moments count then.” Aria smirked, swimming to the shallows with her dumbfounded sister in tow. She was about to teach the changeling a much needed lesson: don’t underestimate sirens, or they will take everything you hold dear. Aria licked her lips, her hooves curling around Sonata’s body. Right now the little siren was Chrysalis’ most important treasure, and Aria was about to plunder it. Thoroughly.