Author's Note

Feedback and suggestions are appreciated. I’m trying to write the best macrophillia stories I can, and I want to get better.

Chapter 1: A Second Chance

The three sirens slumped in the corner booth at the eatery. They had been utterly defeated. Just hours ago, the Rainbooms had defeated them at the Battle of the Bands. Completely destroying what little magical power they had left. They had been so close to achieving the goal they had pursued for hundreds of years. And now it seemed their plans for world domination had been utterly crushed. They had no magic, no income, and little human food. How long would they survive? In the past, they had always used magic to acquire any supplies they needed. Now that they had to think about it, they didn’t know how they would even make ends meet, let alone fulfill their plans of world conquest.

“Ugh…” scoffed Aria “I can’t believe we were beaten at our own game. By a bunch of humans, no less.”

“What’s wrong with humans?” asked Sonata.

“You kidding?” asked Aria. “They’re completely inferior to us, in every way. They have no imagination; they die in only a few decades, most of them can’t even use the most simple of magic! They were nothing more than pawns for us to feed on. And yet, they beat us. I’ll never live this down.”

“I know…” said Sonata. “but you have to admit, they do have some good cuisine.” She licked her lips.

“Ugh! Human food. Don’t remind me. I hate that stuff. I can’t believe you eat it voluntarily.” said Aria.

“What?” said Sonata “It’s good. I can’t believe you only ate it when trying to blend in with the humans.”

“Look” said Adagio “Aria and I didn’t eat human food because the negative energy we leeched from the humans was far more efficient. I always worried about you stuffing your face with that human crap at every opportunity.”

“Worried about what?” asked Sonata.

“Sirens aren’t meant to consume solid food. We can, in case of emergencies. But we’re meant to feed on negative emotions.” explained Adagio. “So every time I saw you celebrating the human’s ‘Taco Tuesday’, I worried it would mess with your metabolism.”

“Don’t be silly,” said Sonata “You said we can’t gain weight.

“That’s because our bodies break down everything we consume.” said Adagio. “But even still, you don’t want to overtax your body.”

“Not like we’ll have a choice now…” mumbled Aria.

Then Misses Cake came out from behind the counter and approached the trio. “I’m so sorry, dearies. I didn’t see you back here in the corner, and so late in the evening.”

“It’s okay!” said Sonata, cheerfully.

“We weren’t going to order anyway.” said Aria.

“Okay.” said Misses Cake “Let me know if you all need anything.”

“Actually.” said Sonata “Could you bring me some water? I’m thirsty.”

“You know we don’t have any money on us, right?” asked Adagio.

“It’s okay.” said Misses Cake “Water is free. I’ll be right back.”

“See.” said Sonata, cheerfully “I told you humans weren’t so bad.”

“Some are okay.” said Aria. “But most of them are complete jerks. Remember the Dark Ages?”

“Brrr. Don’t remind me.” shivered Sonata.

“Aw. Whatsa matter? You don’t remember almost being burnt at the stake fondly?” said Adagio.

“And don’t forget all those wars. MMmm, I still remember the buffet of strife.” said Aria “Face it, Sonata. Humans suck.”

“We’d have done them a favor had we subjugated their pathetic world.” said Adagio. “They can’t be trusted to take care of themselves.”

“Like you said Sonata, this place is the worst, for realsies.” said Adagio.

Misses Cake returned from behind the counter. “Here ya go, sweetie. And I even brought you a slice of coffee cake, on the house. You all looked like you could use some cheering up.”

“Thanks…” said Aria.

“Thank you!” said Sonata, licking her lips.

“No problem, sweetie.” Said Miss Cake “But we’re going to be closing soon. You all should be heading home soon.” Misses Cake ducked back to the kitchen.

Sonata wasted no time and began devouring the helpless baked good. The poor thing never stood a chance.

“How can you eat that?” asked Aria. “It’s disgusting.”

“As disgusting as it is, it would be wise for us to get used to solid food.” said Adagio “It’s the only way for us to feed now.”

“It’s not bad enough for us to be trapped in this awful place, but now we have to survive here as humans!” Aria slammed her fist on the table.

“We are not humans!” said Adagio “We may not have magic, but we are still better than them in every sense of the word. And one way or another, their pathetic world will be ours!”

Sonata finished licking the plate clean, breaking her cohorts out of their rant. “Mmmm. That was good. So? Are you two ready to go home?”

"We may as well." said Adagio. "It's not like we have anything better to do..."

The Dazzlings had returned to their home, a small house in a suburban neighborhood. They had acquired it about a decade ago, when they decided to lie low from the world’s eyes. It was a quaint unassuming home. Mostly used for sleeping and storing trinkets the sirens had gathered over the years.

Sonata glanced out the window and looked up at the stars. She wasn’t sure if she should be distraught or relived. On one hand, her life purpose was over. On the other, she was glad her human-hating cohorts would never be able to take over the world. Even still, Sonata wasn’t happy. The humans had grown on her, and she couldn’t stand to see them doing truly awful things to each other. Murder, Rape, Warfare, Ethnic Cleansings. Through her long years on Earth, Sonata had witnessed atrocities that would make an Equestrian Pony break down into tears, and yet she never lost her child-like sense on optimism. The feeling that one day, things would get better.

Sonata sighed and glanced up again. A shooting star darted across the sky. Sonata smirked. The humans had a tradition that if you made a wish upon one of those, it would come true. Sonata had tried it many times in the past, and it had never worked. Even still, she felt deep down, like this one was different.

She decided to offer up a token wish to the star. “Star light, star bright, I wish I had the power to make all the humans stop fighting…” she mumbled.

She chuckled “It’s a little ironic. All my life, I’ve used my power to stir up conflicts. And now here I am, wishing I could stop them.” She climbed into bed a closed her eyes. “Go figure.”

Little did Sonata know, her wish was about to come true. The shooting star she saw was actually a fragment of this dimension’s Equestria. Unlike the Equestria of Twilight Sparkle and her friends, this world was destroyed millions of years ago by an apocalyptic bio-weapon.

The chuck of space rock screamed through the atmosphere, losing almost all of its mass as it burned away. But a tiny piece, about the size of a dice landed with a tiny thud in the Dazzling’s backyard. Purple ooze poured out of the tiny bit of space debris. Roughly the size of an ant, the ooze immediately began moving across the vast jungle that was the perpetually uncut lawn of the Dazzling Residence. The parasitic slime slid across the lawn, desperate to find a host. It had spent millions of years in space, and had been exposed to all manner of mutating cosmic rays. It could adapt, but if it didn’t find a host quickly, the parasitic alien would die an ignoble death, doomed to be forgotten in the unkempt backyard.

The parasite could sense a large creature breathing nearby and immediately sped towards the potential host. It climbed up the side of the wooden wall and squeezed through the window crack, to see a large, blue, biped creature asleep on a mattress. The parasite wasted no time. It immediately slimed down to the carpeting and worked its way up the bedpost. The parasite then made its way over to the creature’s feet and began searching for a way inside the creature. It oozed along the entire length of Sonata’s leg, and up the hill that was her right butt cheek. In the valley of two of these hills, the creature found a suitable entry point and forced itself into its unaware host.
Sonata moaned happily as the point of entry closed behind the parasite, which chocked out one final noise before it began to bond with its host. “Ssssssmmmmoooooooozzzeee…”

A ray of sunlight and the chirping of birds awoke Sonata from her sleep. She sat up and stretched out her naked, blue body. The Dazzlings preferred to sleep in the nude, it reminded them of back when they sirens, before their banishment. Sonata never entirely understood why humans felt a need to wear them, but she found it charming. After all, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. Or was it Roam? She could never remember the spelling.

Sonata stood up cheerfully and was about to put on her morning robe when she looked down and noticed something was a little off. “Adagio!” She yelled. There was no answer.

Sonata walked into Adagio’s room, still completely nude. “Hey, Dagi. Can I ask you something?” Adagio was still wearing the same clothes she on the previous day. She was slouched over on her bed, staring out the window. Her tear-stained pillow sat beside her. “Jeeze, Dagi.” said Sonata. “Did you get any sleep last night?”

Adagio shook her head without turning around. "What is it, Sonata?"

“My chest thingies have gotten bigger.” said Sonata.

“Uh-huh.” said Adagio.

“Is that normal? asked Sonata. “Is this just something that happens to humans?”

Adagio clearly wasn’t listening “It’s fine, Sonata. Go play.” She said.

Aria walked into the room with a bag of groceries. “Okay ladies, I went grocery shopping last night. I got us some mashed carrot and pea baby food to help get us used to eating human fo- HOLY POPE URBAN THE SEVENTH!!! SONATA, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOUR BREASTS!?” Adagio turned around and saw that Sonata’s breasts had grown nearly two bra sizes.

“That’s what they're called! Breasts.” said Sonata “Thanks for reminding me, Aria.”

“Sonata! What did you do?” asked Adagio.

“I didn’t do anything.” replied Sonata “I just woke up and they were like this.”

“You must have done something!” said Adagio “That just doesn’t happen by itself.”

“Well it did!” shouted Sonata.

“Is it a side effect from a siren eating human food?” asked Adagio.

“I don’t think so.” said Aria, massaging her own breasts. “I’ve experimented with their food in the past, and mine are the same. I even had one of Sonata’s disgusting tacos this morning.”

“Those were mine!” whined Sonata.

“Shut up! I was hungry. It’s not like I can kick over sandcastles for food anymore.” said Aria.

“There’s only one way to find out.” said Adagio. “To the kitchen!” The trio walked down to the kitchen, which was horribly cluttered with all manner of debris. Generally the Dazzlings used it as a storage room, rather than a place to eat. Before they lost their powers, they usually ate out.

Adagio cleared the table by sweeping everything piled on it to the floor. “Aria, get me one of Sonata’s tacos.” She said.

“I said those were mine!” repeated Sonata. “And technically, they’re burritos.”

“They’re for you, idiot!” snapped Adagio. “I want to test something, okay?”

Aria opened one of the frozen burritos and handed it to Sonata. “Here, and good riddance. They’re awful.”

“Are you going to heat it up first?” asked Sonata.

“Heat it up?” said Aria.

“It says on the label. Cook for 5 minutes before serving.” Sonata pointed “You have to read the labels, silly. That’s how human food works now.”

“Uh huh.” said Aria, plopping the freezer-burned burrito into their microwave that had never been cleaned once in its entire existence. Sonata walked over and punched in the recommended heating time.

“How many of those foul ‘things’ do you have, Sonata?” asked Adagio.

Sonata watched the burrito spin in the microwave with anticipation. “I don’t know, like twenty or so. They’re in the freezer.”

Adagio started pulling frozen burritos out of the freezer and placing them on the table.

“I don’t get it.” said Aria. “How come you’re having Sonata pig out?”

“Her breasts didn’t just get bigger as a coincidence.” said Adagio “Something is going on.”

“What do you think?” asked Aria.

“I think when the Rainbooms defeated us they stripped away our ability to absorb emotions.” said Adagio. “That’s why our pendants shattered. We have to rely on solid food now.”

“I know. It sucks. I can barely remember the taste of doubt and shame.” said Aria “But what does that have to do with anything?”

“Normally, we would sustain ourselves with negative emotional energy and convert that into magic.” Said Adagio “But Sonata sustained herself on solid food just as much as emotional energy, if not more so.”

“So what?”

“I think the spell was confused by her, she was an anomaly. The spell took our ability to create energy out of negative emotions, but in Sonata’s case, she wasn’t using that negative energy to sustain herself. She was using solid food.” hypothesized Adagio.

“So, instead of using emotional energy for her magical power, you think the spell changed it so she converts solid food into…” started Aria.

“Her own body mass.” finished Adagio. “Yes. That’s what I think.”

“Aw shit. This is terrible. She’s gonna have to eat so much food. Do you have any idea how much human crap costs? It’s a lot when you actually have to pay for it.”

“On the contrary.” said Adagio with a grin. “We might be able to make this work to our advantage.”

“How?”

“We don’t know how much matter she can absorb.” said Adagio “If it’s a lot, we could cause her to grow to massive size.”

“How big you thinking?” asked Aria.

“Who knows?” The size of a house? a skyscraper? a city? Once she gets powerful enough, the humans will fall at our feet to stop her.”

“So if we can’t subjugate the world with magic, we’ll do it with brute force!” said Aria.

“Exactly! “And with her new powers, Sonata is going to be the one to deliver the world to us.”

A dark silence fell over the room. The cheap florescent lights flickered ominously. There was then a ding, followed by a happy squee. Sonata pulled her burrito out of the microwave and started suckling the juice out of it. Aria and Adagio smirked at Sonata, as she went to town on her freshly heated burrito. Sonata looked up and saw her two cohorts staring at her. “What?” she said.

Aria and Adagio didn’t say anything. They just grinned.

Sonata looked down. “Oh, I’m still naked.” She blushed “Sorry, I forgot. I’ll go get dressed.”

“You might not want to bother.” Said Agadio “I get the feeling your clothes might not fit you very well once you’ve finished you breakfast.”She tossed one the remaining 19 frozen burritos to her. “Eat up. Let’s see if I’ve placed my bets correctly.”