I was Adagio Dazzle, for as long as I can remember.
There was a time when I could remember who I was before, but now it is only the memory of a memory, a story I remember telling myself in the days when I could remember the events. We were three sisters, I think. Just normal humans. We lived near a forest. One day, we found a cave. There were gems inside, pendants cut and polished. That was the first time we heard their voices. I do not remember the moment, but I will never forget the song.
They were not human, nor even flesh-and-blood. Banished from their home, they had no bodies of their own.
They promised us wealth. They promised us power. They promised us youth and beauty to span centuries. How could we say no? They gave us all that they promised, and took from us everything else. I think I may have resented that once, but they took that from us too, so very long ago.
We wore them, and they wore us. We were their bodies, and they were our souls. I don't remember exactly how long for. I used to, when I was her. She remembered for me. How long, and everything else besides. I think she even remembered my old name.
It was hard at first, because we resisted. In time, though, they broke our spirits and we accepted our place. Things became easier after that. I think, for a while, I was proud. Proud to be Adagio Dazzle, the leader of the Sirens, the most beautiful and perfect being to ever walk this miserable world. She had chosen me. But eventually, she took even that from me, my pride. I did not need such feelings. I did not need any feelings, or thoughts, those all belonged to her. I had almost forgotten that we were ever apart.
Then came the Battle. We won. We drained the magic from our enemies and we became strong once more. As strong as gods. We didn't need our human vessels any more. We could manifest our true forms, the bodies we were always meant to have. For just a moment I was two beings again, looking down at myself as I looked up at my other self.
And then, there she was. My other self. Adagio Dazzle.
And there was I. The human body she had discarded. I stood on the stage, and I stared up at her. I wasn't her, anymore. I was something else, something left behind. I waited for her to decide what would happen to me next.
They are beautiful. Slender and serpentine, with scales that glistened in the starlight and fins that billowed in the wind. Each has a pair of horse-like arms, but larger and stronger than any horse. That night, they celebrated, swimming circles around each other in the night air. Their song was joyous and triumphant. Then they turned, and looked back at us.
I knew how they felt, without having to read their expressions or listen to the change in their melody. We were the prison they had escaped, the shackles that had weighed them down all these years.
Adagio Dazzle descended to the stage right in front of me. She towered over me, easily twice my height even with her tail stretched out behind her. She lowered her head and looked into my eyes. I felt her tailfin stroke the back of my ankles, and continue on up my legs. It passed over my buttocks and up my back, over my shoulders and onto the back of my head.
I waited for what would happen next.
She slid her smooth, powerful tail around my neck, and began to squeeze. She cut off the air to my lungs and the blood to my head. I felt tears roll down my cheeks as my feet lifted me onto tiptoes, trying to relieve the pressure. I didn't want to fight her, but when she discarded me, she left all my flawed human instincts and reflexes behind. Those reflexes raised my hands to her tail, tiny human fingernails scraping uselessly over her hard, smooth, scales. When she lifted me higher so my feet did not touch the floor, I began to kick and thrash.
Blood drummed within my head, and the world span. I was afraid of dying, despairing that this was my fate. My vision swan, and my lungs burned. My chest felt ready to explode. Then I was falling, weightless through darkness.
My legs crumpled beneath me when they hit the stage. The pressure around my throat was gone; I began gasping for air, coughing and shaking. Around me I heard similar sounds, as my sisters experienced the same treatment from the other Sirens.
A moment's confusion washed over me, before I let it go. I did not understand why I was still alive. Awash with adrenaline, my human brain sought answers. I had to remind it that I didn't need answers, I only needed to wait for Adagio Dazzle to decide what would happen next.
What happened next was sound. Adagio Dazzle, still facing me, unleashed waves of jarring, alien, noise at me. The notes washed over and through my body, and I could feel them pierce my skin. It felt like hundreds of tiny, sharp cuts slicing through me, but the pain of each one faded just a moment after I felt it. My eyes closed on reflex, and Adagio Dazzle's tail lifted me to my feet, stroking my body all over.
My clothes disintegrated, the noise cutting them to shreds. Her tail pulled apart the more stubborn strands, and brushed them from me. Soon, I was standing completely naked on the stage in front of her. Tatters lay in ribbons around my feet.
“Aria, Sonata, a thought occurs.” Adagio Dazzle sounded smug. “With the magic we have now, we can rule this world, but then what? I want Equestria, and we will need more than this to take it. We need…” she looked around at the other Sirens, “an army”.
“Uh, Adagio?” rejoined Aria Blaze, “We have an army”. She gestured the enraptured audience, all awaiting the Sirens' command. “We can have any army we want”.
“Humans!” scoffed Adagio, “I mean a real army. I mean more Sirens”.
A pause followed this statement. The other Sirens thought, I waited. Then Aria Blaze made an appreciative jeering noise.
“Yeah…” she drawled, “it might take a few years, but no-one said taking over the world couldn't be fun. They're compatible with our magic, right?”
Adagio Dazzle grunted affirmation. Sonata Dusk gasped.
“Wait, you mean we get to make babies? Best take-over-the-world ever!” She punched the air with her hoof.
Adagio Dazzle made a gesture with her hooves. The microphone I had been using, when I was her, rose to the air in front of me, wrapped in a glowing light. It circled me, looping its long black wires around my body. Adagio Dazzle pushed me around with her hooves and tail, making me turn. As I did so, I could see what was happening to my sisters.
Aria Blaze used her teeth and hooves to rip the fabric off her former host. She was dexterous enough not to leave a scratch, but clearly powerful enough to bite the girl's head clean off if she so chose. I think being so close to such a display of raw predatory power was having an instinctive effect on the girl's human body; She was shaking.
Sonata Dusk, meanwhile, floated above her old body, gesturing with her hooves like a puppeteer yanking strings. The girl removed her own clothes by hand, not needing a single command or instruction when clearly Sonata was controlling her directly.
Adagio Dazzle tied my arms behind my back, looping the wires around my front in geometric patterns around my breasts and hips. Then, she slid down behind me, pressing the front of her smooth scaly body against my back. Her neck arched over my head, and I looked up to find her looking down at me. Then she reached her hooves down between my legs. Following her implied direction, I spread them, and she lifed me up with one hoof under each of my thighs.
Once I was in this position, she looped the wires two more times, binding my thighs up to my waist, so that I could not close them. While she was doing this, she slid the end of her tail around my neck again. She lifted me, high into the air above the audience. Shortly after, the other Sirens raised their similarly bound former hosts to mirror this pose.
Adagio Dazzle began to hum and moan. Deep, sensuous notes sank into me, and I felt myself grew warm. A prickling sensation grew within my abdomen, and my pussy became moist. She clearly wanted me to be aroused, so I embraced the sensation. I still did not understand how they planned to “make babies” with us, since I knew they were female, and I did not think they would willing change that.
Against my backside, I felt something bulge and squirm. Smooth and slimy, it pressed in between my butt cheeks then slid down, flopping out underneath me. I looked down to see a pale, fleshy phallus swaying and throbbing between my legs. It was about the length of my forearm, and slightly thicker, with a bulbous base and another, egg-shaped bulge at the end. There was an opening at the tip — not a small hole like a urethra, but more like a tightened sphincter. Aside from the creases of this orifice, and some small wrinkles around the base of the head, the whole organ had a smooth and shiny appearance. In the moonlight, I took it for a pale flesh colour, evenly toned right to the tip.
Writhing beneath me, Adagio Dazzle brought the base up to my labia, and began stroking the shaft along my folds. Her organ was cooler than I expected, but still warmer than the night air. It slid smoothly against my skin, a slimy coating mixing with my own fluids.
“Remember, girls,” Adagio Dazzle instructed the other Sirens, “we need to leave our eggs as deep in as possible for them to take hold — don't let yourself cum until you're pressed tight against their cervixes”. And with that instruction, she pulled herself back, aligning the head of her ovipositor to the entrance of my vagina.
Now understanding what Adagio Dazzle intended for me, I focussed all my efforts on relaxing my muscles. When she pressed in against me, the very tip of her organ slid in easily, being so well lubricated. With almost no friction to stop it, the conical ending pushed forward in one smooth motion until my cunthole was stretched to its limits. I cried out from the sensation. When her shaft started to bend instead of penetrating further, Adagio Dazzle changed her approach.
Reducing some of the pressure, she began to sinuate her body, grinding against me. At the same time, she pulled my shoulders back and pushed against my lower back with her front, forcing my back to arch. She pulled on my legs, forcing them to up further while twisting me from side-to-side. The bulging head of her ovipositior ground against my opening, rubbing against my clitoris. My whole body began to shake, but her grip held me firmly. I have learned to endure both pleasure and pain well, but I could not entirely control my reaction to them when both were so intense.
Her humming resumed, sheer arousal drowning out the pain as she slowly worked her way in deeper. I felt myself stretched open wider and wider, until the thickest part of her bulging tip passed my entrance. Then she was inside me, pushing in deeper still. I could feel an orgasm approaching, building with each extra inch of her slimy appendage. Looking down, I could see a bulge in my belly where she was inside me.
Then she lifted me, pulling back until only the head was inside me, and thrust back in, until the bulbous base of her shaft rammed against my entrance. The bulging tip pressed against my cervix, not nearly as hard or painful as I had expected. I came, spasming around the shaft filling me, and howling in pleasure. The ecstacy crashed through my body, shaking every inch of me. My cunt was already so full and so tight, when my muscles tensed around her it only made her feel bigger.
Adagio Dazzle spoke. “Mmph, these girls are so tight and warm, even better than the guys back home”. The other Sirens grunted in agreement.
I felt a second wave of pleasure overwhelm me. Adagio Dazzle was pleased with my cunt, and had just praised me for how I felt, stretched around her sex organ.
Then she began to thrust in-and-out once more, sliding me up and down her shaft, bouncing me against the base. Each thrust pumped goo into my abdomen, and squeezed it out around her member. I began to feel dizzy with pleasure, though I was also having difficulty breathing. My tits bounced and my head lolled around as my eyes rolled back. I don't know if she noticed, but I dared hope that she did, and that seeing me like that brought her some satisfaction.
Time slipped away from me as I was shafted over and over in the sky above the audience. I felt ready to die from sheer pleasure, when she pulled me down more firmly than before, forcing the bulging base of her organ inside me. Deep within, I felt pressure against my cervix as her tip pressed in, molding itself to my insides and forcing an opening. Her tail moved from my neck to my waist and she held me down firmly, leaving my torso to flop forwards.
I felt her shudder and tense, gripping me more tightly. I knew she was climaxing, as was I, though I did not know what to expect from her. More goo flowed directly into me, and I felt the bulge of her first egg pushing past my entrance. I hung there, gasping, as one egg after another, each about the size of a walnut but far softer, made its way into my uterus. Adagio Dazzle pulled my body back upright so that my insides were not so squashed together. More eggs followed. Before long, I felt full enough to burst. I had not imagined that I could stretch so far, my belly was swollen out like a melon.
I sat impaled on her organ as she drifted down to the judges' table, waving the teachers away with a gesture. Lowering me onto the table, she slowly pulled her member out of me, sliding my slime-covered butt forwards until it slipped over the edge, leaving me lying on my back, legs in the air. My arms slid under the table, still bound together behind my back.
She left me there, as she rose into the air above the audience once more. The wires wrapped around me ensured that I could not move, but even without them I wasn't going anywhere. Even if I'd had the desire to flee, and somewhere to run to, I did not think my legs would support the weight in my belly. Lying on my back made breathing easier, and I was able to begin recovering my strength for whatever Adagio Dazzle had planned next.
The goo in my vagina tingled, and made my muscles continue to twitch. I noted that it may have served some additional purpose, beyond lubrication. It was hard to know what was going on down there, over the aching soreness. I assumed Adagio Dazzle would know, if it was important.
“You!” Adagio Dazzle pointed to a figure in the crowd. “Come here.”
To my right, Aria Blaze deposited her former self, equally bloated, on the table next to me.
“That one?” She enquired of Adagio Dazzle.
“He is Princess Twilight's crush,” smirked Adagio Dazzle, “and Sunset Shimmer's ex-boyfriend”.
“Vindictive as ever, Adagio,” cackled Aria Blaze. “Let's see… you! Here!” She likewise pointed to someone in the crowd, outside my field of view.
“Figures…” muttered Adagio Dazzle, “now, where's…”
With a thump, Sonata Dusk landed against the table, unceremoniously dumping her former host next to me, on my left.
“Sonata!” commanded Adagio Dazzle, “pick your first guy.” She gestured to the crowd.
“Ooh!” Sonata Dusk squealed, flying over to the crowd. “This one!”
There was a pause.
“What?” asked Sonata Dusk.
“Meh, nothing,” shrugged Adagio Dazzle, “it's your choice…”
Aria Blaze began untying and re-tying or bonds, using her magic. Our arms remained under the table, but were bound to the tabletop. Each of my legs was bound to one of my sisters', our ankles tied to the table so that we could not kick outwards. I think my sisters' other legs were bound to the table legs, in any case our legs were spread and raised.
While this was happening, Adagio Dazzle addressed the crowd, her voice echoing around the field. “All right, the rest of you. Girls over that side, guys form a line here. You three are gonna try and fertilise these eggs, so cocks out, and when Aria's done, get fucking these three. Make sure you cum inside, and when you're done, head to the back of the line. When a guy finishes fucking, the next guy in line takes over.
“You lot, go get us some more tables, and rope. We've got a whole school full of girls to impregnate, here.”
“Oh, oh!” interjected Sonata Dusk, clopping her hooves together, “Can I pick the next one?”
Aria Blaze finished with the knots, and swam away. As instructed, a guy with short blue hair stepped up between my legs, erection at the ready. Two other guys did the same for my sisters.
“Take whichever one you want,” Adagio Dazzle replied to Sonata Dusk, as the blue-hair boy took his erection in hand and lined it up with my pussy, “but I have a certain former unicorn in mind for my next one”.
Sniggering, the Sirens header back towards the stage, leaving us in the hands of the boys they had picked out.
Compared to the Sirens, any human would be small, yet I was surprised to learn that my pussy had tightened up since Adagio Dazzle had stretched it so far. I assumed this was an effect of the goo, and it meant that when this boy entered me, he stretched me open all over again (though nowhere near as wide). The experience was pleasant, not as earth-shattering as before, but I was able to lie back and enjoy being slowly fucked. I felt good, as though gorged on a great feast, my belly hurt, but in an oddly satisfying way. With so many guys lining up to take me, I knew that I could look forward to several more orgasms that night.
Somewhere above me, behind me, a girl started screaming. I think she was also swearing, but I didn't really listen to the words. It was enough to know that she was putting up a fierce fight, raising all hell with her voice.
I felt a twinge of sorrow cut through my warm glow of pleasure. Most humans feel utterly content once they succumb to the Sirens' song, but a few have the strength to break free, especially when faced with shocking or traumatic experience. It seemed this girl was one such unfortunate, though the prospect of being raped by a giant sea-monster several meters above the ground may have been contributing. If only she hadn't resisted, she could know heavenly ecstacy, but instead she was going to suffer horribly.
I turned my gaze upwards, and saw the screaming girl. She was thrashing, kicking, even biting, putting up a very spirited fight. She was pale blue, with vivid rainbow hair, and already she had been stripped naked. The Siren holding her was Aria Blaze.
I smiled at this, relieved. I knew Aria Blaze would enjoy it more if the girl fought back, she may well have picked that one specifically because she knew the girl would struggle. I had feared the girl would suffer unnecessarily, but for Aria Blaze's enjoyment, it would all be worthwhile.
The blue-haired guy finished inside me. I hadn't orgasmed myself, but that didn't matter. He pulled out, and stepped aside to let the next one take his place. I closed my eyes, allowing utter contentment to take me. I had a place in the world once more. I did not know if I would survive carrying her children, but if I did, she could use me again. I could bear children for her until the day I died, and that thought made me feel as filled emotionally as I was physically.
Only one feeling was slightly out of place, a pleasure that had a certain tang to it, lifting one corner of my smile more than the other. Of all the girls in the school, of all the girls in the world she would soon have a pick of, I would forever be the first. Adagio Dazzle, the soon-to-be-acknowledged highest god-queen of both this world and Equestria, had chosen me as the first to receive her eggs, the first to carry her offspring.
I guess Adagio hadn't taken all my pride, after all.
