Dazzlings Fusion

Days went by while the Dazzlings continued to practice fusing, trying out various combinations, as each took a turn spending time away from one-another until it became second nature. Despite repeated protests Aria struggled to break free the most. While she hated to admit it, maybe she really did need them. After all, who else would listen to her complaints?

They were still crashing at Fluttershy's and Tree Hugger's shared cottage in the middle of nowhere. Thankfully, they didn't seem to mind looking after them, letting them eat, bathe, and sleep there. “Probably a twinge of guilt from the bunk amulet she sold us,” noted Adagio in private. “Although maybe it isn't so bad?” She studied their combined form in the mirror.

“It gets better~” Sonata sing-songed the words. “Our voices are back!”

Aria balked. “What?! So that's what you've been doing while you're alone?”

“For realsies. Let's try, okay sisters?” They closed their eyes and open their mouths, their voices soon harmonizing.

Warmth settled over the trio when their song died down. “Mmm,” mused Adagio. “Think we can control our hosts?”

“Must we?” Sonata chewed her lower lip. “They've been so nice to us. And Hugs makes a mean taco!”

“Yeah, I don't really feel up to it, either.” Aria shrugged. “Sticking with them must be making me soft.”

“Very well. I simply wanted to test it out, anyhow. Maybe that annoying little bunny...” They wandered out back, where Tree Hugger was sunbathing nude atop a towel, her skin shiny from tanning lotion, while Shy was similarly naked as she hung up clothes and underwear on a clothesline. They awkwardly wobbled away, spotting Angel Bunny amidst some bushes.

He tilted his head to one side, staring at them. Breaking into song in unison, a subdued tune so hopefully their hostesses wouldn't hear them, his beady eyes started to glaze over, his tiny furred body swaying to the hypnotic tune.

He shook his head, shook a furry paw at them with a bit of unintelligible chatter, and hopped away. “Damn.” Aria groaned. “It was working for a moment there. Oh well, it was worth a try. Maybe we'll get better at this too over time?”

“It's all your fault of course,” said Sonata. “Your voice is all scratchy and out-of-tune!”

“What? You take that back!” She sneered at her sister who stuck her tongue out in return, Adagio in the middle rolling her eyes. Some things never changed. “Well, whatever. This does feel kind of nice I guess,” mumbled Aria.

“I suppose we'll crash here for a while longer,” said Adagio. They could practice their singing some more, not to mention moving about as one, and taking turns separating. Pressing their cheeks together, the sisters nuzzled one-another. Fortunately Shy and Hugs didn't mind their presence; in fact they seemed to welcome their company.

Days went by while their hostesses continued to feed and clean up after them. They'd bathe and lounge about, Aria breaking from the trio like Adagio had, wetly slithering in a sticky film when she was practically birthed out from the fused Dazzlings.

In truth after taking it easy for quite a while, villainy almost seemed dull to the troika. Sure, they could always return to pursue power later if they so wished, but for now they were content to simply laze about and have some more mundane fun.

And eventually the three were able to pull apart, until they decided to be reunited once more. Their bodies were slathered in afterbirth-like excretions, drawing apart in a mass of stretching flesh, their shared attire falling away and leaving them nude. They shook their soggy bodies and hair, standing in the open behind the cottage, the starts swirling into view.

Standing hand-in-hand, they gazed into the pale moon, reminded of their home. Perhaps they could never return. But they'd make a life for themselves here. After all, the sisters had each other, and that was all they needed.