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A Dazzling Body By Spring Showers
Streaker(s) EQG Adaigo Dazzle

Adagio frowned as she, per usual, acted like the spoiled little bitch princess of the dazzlings. “First thing we do when we get home is get you two some singing lessons,” she snapped. “If you hadn’t been off-key, Aria, we MIGHT have actually had that guy where we wanted him!” Adagio was always the most talented and powerful of the three sirens. They’d never know the little spoiled cunt was the youngest; just barely a legal adult as far as the world they’d landed in was concerned.

Aria scowled, “You weren’t exactly on point either, Adagio. Whose your music teacher? The cat that camped out under the muffler?” She rolled her eyes. Her patience with Adagio had always been thin. But before it had been tempered by the fact that Adagio really DID have the most power of them. In spite of her attitude; Adagio had in fact been their leader for reason. Ever since the Rainboobs or whatever trashed their pendants; they’d been living out of a van. “Face it, only thing we have left is our looks…”

“Not THIS again, Aria!” Adagio snapped. It was mid-day as the three trudged home all in hoodies and jeans. Adagio’s puffed up fluffball she called her hair seemed to only get frizzier with her apparent fury as this topic was off-hand presented again. “I don’t care what you do, you dumb slut, but I am NOT stripping like some little skank! Sonata’s already debased herself by choosing to work at that grease trap!”

“For a grease trap, McColts does let me have free fries,” the resident ditz of the group pointed out gleefully as she munched on her latest greasy fast food fare. They’d stopped by the place on their way home from Adagio’s latest attempt to boost them back to their stardom. One would never guess the airhead was actually older than both of her fellow sirens. “Besides, I don’t think Aria’s wrong. We lost our voices, and without our magic we’re basically tone deaf. Move along, right?” She suggested in a cheerful dismissive fashion.

“You don’t think Aria’s wrong? You don’t think PERIOD, Sonata!” Adagio snapped with nothing but fury in her voice! She stomped her foot in an apparently furious tantrum. “Neither of you two seem to think period! We are the sirens! The merponies gifted with the most beautiful voices imaginable! But you stand around mopping up at McColts,” she snapped at Sonata. Her gazed turned towards Aria, “And YOU...you expect ME, Adagio Dazzle, to trounce around on stage with you, you bucking slut! No! Never! I still have my dignity even if you two morons gave yours up!”

“Dignity?” Aria muttered. This was the same fight they’d been having since the loss of their magic forced them to struggle to get by. Aria really did care about her sisters. If she didn’t, she would have kicked Adagio’s ass out into the cold ages ago. But fuck if she was gonna take this AGAIN! “What DIGNITY, Adagio?!” She grabbed Adagio by her hoodie and furiously dragged the yellowish girl off into an alley. It was still the middle of the day, people out and about all around.

“Hey, let me go!” Adagio struggled against Aria; in spite of appearances to the contrary without her magic Aria could beat Adagio up if she so felt like it. A part of Adagio knew that and continued to belittle her sister in the hopes of forestalling this eventual realization. It seemed that illusion was shattered though as she struggled against the hands gripping her by the violet hoodie.

Aria forced Adagio up against the wall, “Where the fuck do you get off acting like a little bitch, talking about dignity, Adagio?! You really think you’re better than us just because you keep your clothes on while I do what I can to keep the rolling piece of scrap we’ve been living in running? You really think just ‘cause you go screaming at us to get our voices back, that makes you any better? Huh? Well how about you learn the hard way what real indignity is? Least I choose to take my clothes off!” Aria grabbed the hem of Adagio’s shirt even as her sister reached to try and pry her hands off, “Sonata, grab her hands!”

Sonata seemed a little confused but moved to follow Aria’s command. She effortlessly pulled Adagio’s arms off Aria’s and forced them right up over her head as Aria tore the hoodie up her body. “You know, your arms are really scrawny, Adagio. Maybe you should get more exercise,” Sonata commented off-hand. She didn’t seem to show a single hint of compassion for Adagio’s flushing cheeks as her bra was exposed. No shirt underneath given their need to do laundry more strategically.

“Let me go! Get your stupid hands off of me, Sonata! And-h-hey, what do you think you’re doing, you damned slut?!” Aria reached around the captive siren-turned-human’s body. The clasp holding her bra in place undone even as she tried to kick out at her. Her face contorted in rage as Aria pushed her bra up and over her bosom. Her pale yellow tits capped with a pair of bright pink nipples that stood out against her almost golden skin. “Aaaah!” She screamed out as Aria grabbed one of her nipples and gave it a rough titty twist!

Aria smirked, “Ha! Now if only you could make noises like that on stage, maybe then you could get to talk shit,” she remarked meanly. She pulled hard on her nipple. Adagio shut her eyes tight at the painful tug. “Not so mouthy now, huh?” She let go of Adagio’s nipple and took hold of her bra and hoodie. Adagio looked ready to curse her out until she dragged the hoodie and bra right up into her face. She heard a muffled scream of fury and mockingly questioned, “What was that? Really should speak more clearly, Adagio,” she mocked. It was a bit harder to pull the hoodie up than one would expect though.

The thick almost mane of hair that hung over her back, nearly reaching her ass, flipped up almost right into Sonata’s face. It fell almost into the bowl-like shape formed by the inverted hoodie. Sonata stood behind her; holding her sister’s arms up over her head as she observed the effect. “So thaaat’s why you always have me help thread your hair through your shirts before your head...here I just thought you were spoiled,” Sonata admitted with a small laugh of her own though it seemed more good-natured and bimbo-ish than Aria’s more mocking laughter at Adagio’s expense.

“Hey, hold her like that, Sonata…” Aria insisted. Sonata didn’t seem to be thinking of letting her go anyways, continuing to hold the youngest siren’s arms up over her head, leaving her visibly victimized. She even seemed to just shift her around a little; letting her kick blindly at Aria. Her kick only seemed to fall right into Aria’s plans as she grabbed her shoes and flipped the sneakers off her feet. Socks came off too; carelessly thrown out into the alley. Some people were beginning to peek in and stare at Adagio as her sisters stripped her down. Many taking pictures of the yellow tits bouncing and jiggling as their own squirmed and shifted in futile resistance.

Aria smirked as she eyed how Adagio’s bare feet kicked around now. The edges of the jeans hanging comically over her feet a little even as she reached a hand to undo the button on them. That action alone seemed to sober Adagio a little. She stopped kicking; but instead shifted to cross up her legs to keep her pants up. The two could see Adagio trying to shake her buried head. The mass of her own hair bouncing as she spat hair out of her mouth. They just heard a muffled, “Please, please don’t! Don’t you dare do this! Please!” It was hard to tell if she was trying to order them off or beg.

Aria liked that fact. She liked seeing Adagio so confused between the dominant little cunt that raged at them and the weak little bitch begging them to spare her. “I’m gonna make you a deal, Adagio…” she decided, only to suddenly force her hand not only down the girl’s pants but panties as well. She angrily slid her fingers against her pussy, “You wanna be a bossy little bitch? You wanna get to complain at us and be leader again?”

Adagio squealed in outrage at the feeling of Aria clutching her slit. The violet girl’s own slender fingers firmly grinding hard into her sister’s slit as the girl squirmed pitiably. “Then you are gonna deal with the same ‘shameful indignity’ I do. You are gonna walk home butt-naked...and if we tell you to do something, you DO it!” She insisted, “Do that, and you get to be leader again…you got it?”

Adagio’s reaction was predictable. Aria’s grin only worsened as Adagio shouted, “BUCK YOU-PF-PFT-PFT,” struggling to spit out the hair that got in her mouth in her attempt to curse her out. The pony-swear made Aria roll her eyes. Why did she still think buck was a worse swear then fuck? The yellow girl cringed as Aria’s fingers blindly felt around in her panties as if threatening to penetrate her. “Stop, stop, stop!” She knew Adagio had to be in tears by this point...she was cringing and whimpering like a beaten dog already at that threat. But that wouldn’t last. “I...give me my shoes…” she weakly demanded.

“No can do, ‘Dagi. I was considering letting you have those, maybe even keep your panties on. But I’m not feeling so generous after you just swore at me in front of all these nice people,” she pointed out. It was a lie. She never intended to let Adagio have any mercy. But the mention of people had the desired effect. “So no shoes, no panties. Whatever WE tell you to do, you are gonna do it; even if we have to hold you down and make you. Make it home without saying you give up and you’re the leader.”

Aria already knew the game was rigged; but had no intentions of actually alerting her sister to how it was rigged. Instead merely grinning as Adagio stiffened and nodded. Her legs shakily uncrossed and with Sonata holding Adagio upright, she pantsed her. Panties and jeans coming down to hang briefly around her ankles. Soon they were pulled off and all that was left was the inverted hoodie and bra stuck beneath her jaw. Aria stepped aside, letting people start to take pictures as she got ‘out of frame’ to let them see the forcibly exposed barely legal girl. Her breasts perky; small B cups that pushed out fairly from her body. Her pink slit standing out against the yellow backdrop of her skin.

“Sonata, give her a little turn...let’s let the nice people see the back too.” Adagio shifted her head to follow Aria’s voice in shock. Sonata complied readily. A small sadistic smirk across her own face as she twisted the younger girl’s arms a bit to rotate her and switch hands as best she could without releasing her. Adagio’s slim hips leading to a juicy backside thrust out. Her ass easily grabbing a lot of fans staring at it. The hair all around her head muffling the noise of the ‘clicks’ people’s phones made as they snapped pics of her ass. Aria nodded though as she said, “Help her take that off...I’m gonna go give these perverts some presents. When you’re done, hand those over too.”

Aria went to work, leaving a very angry and fuming Adagio to squirm with Sonata’s help out of her hoodie. The bulging mass of her hair trying to escape with the rest of her head. The spiked ring of a scrunchie did nothing to hold her hair in its proper place. All she heard was Aria hollering a bit at the crowd that had stuffed itself into the alley to get a good look. She finally breathed out in relief when her head ‘popped’ out. All the struggling with her hair had almost deafened her. She heard nothing of what had gone on.

But no sooner than her head was free; Sonata threw the bra and hoodie to Aria. “And last but not least, we have this totally gross sweat-stained hoodie, and a bra about a size too large for its previous owner,” Aria mocked at Adagio. Adagio spun around and could only stare in horror as her hoodie and bra sail through the air into the crowd. The weighty bundle of fluffy hair hung down her bare back now as she noticed the crowd all staring at her nakedness.

Her hands moved to instantly cover herself! She draped an arm over her bust while the other had gone down to cover her lap. Her womanhood covered with her hand, clutching a little at it in fear Aria might try and grab at her slit again. She cringed as she started to hear the numerous whistles at her, “Pretty hot bod!” “Aren’t these those Dazzling girls from awhile back?” “Who needs singing with a body like that? Just shake them and she’d have people throwing money at her.”

“Come on, shake them, babe!” She heard someone demand. “Drop your arms, we can’t see anything!” “Yeah!” “Turn around, show us that ass again!” Adagio was cornered and had nowhere to run as she saw Aria look upon her with an almost villainous gleam to her. The middle child of the sirens gesturing at her. Adagio felt the chill of a breeze hit her; her nipples going stiff as little metal nubs against her arm as her skin broke out in goosebumps. She half-expected Aria to demand she drop her arms.

“Come on, Adagio, we’ve still got a couple blocks before we reach the van,” she announced. Already Adagio had a bad feeling she’d wish making her drop her arms was all Aria might have planned if she wasn’t asking her to do that now. Aria gestured at the crowd to shoo along. None of them seemed to see fit to argue as Adagio felt the cool cement of the alley beneath her feet as she walked along. Her clothes not simply stolen but effectively given away by Aria to prevent her from taking them back. Sonata merely hummed the little McColts ‘I’m Really Liking It’ tune as she rejoined the duo. Instead of following after Adagio; the trio were side by side as they stepped out of the alley into the busy street.

Adagio glared. Her anger flaring back up, “You two are going to pay for this when I’m leader again. I am going to ride your asses till they’re red as...red as…” Adagio began to struggle for something to compare how red their asses would metaphorically be. She kept her arms over herself only to squeak! Her face glowing the instant she felt someone PINCH her right on the bare back-side! The traffic of bodies, many of whom paused to look her over, only made it harder to determine who it had been. Her hands though had reflexively gone to cover her butt; a fact that left her front briefly flashed for many onlookers to snap pics of.

“As red as your face?” Sonata suggested giddily. Adagio growled in anger at that one. Her arms moved again to cover herself as she began to grumble in frustration. Her pace seemingly set by Aria and Sonata. More pinches to her back-side were felt. Finger gripping into her fleshy rear end and tugging on her skin. “You know I’m surprised more people aren’t just smacking your ass. I mean if I were in their position, I’d totally be playing your butt like a pair of bongos,” Sonata admitted.

Adagio was met almost instantly with a hard palm smacking right into her bottom! It slapped hard enough that Adagio couldn’t help but let out a brief shriek as she teared up. “You know what, Sonata? I think you ACTUALLY had a good idea for once,” Aria gloated. “Adagio, let’s stop up there at the stoplight.” Adagio glared at her; as if somehow she had a choice. Once they got there, Adagio stood in the small crowd of people between her sisters.

Adagio was struggling to fathom just what Aria seemed to thinking. She didn’t need to wait long. As soon as she said it, whispering it in her ear, Adagio’s cheeks whole face became pink as her nipples and slit that she was struggling to cover! “N-No bucking way am I doing that! You can’t make me do that, Aria! You can make me walk home naked but you aren’t going to make me do that!”

Aria though suddenly smacked the youngest siren flat on her bared bottom. A hard rough smack that would force her sister to jump a little in pain. A slight red mark from where the palm had contacted her back-side visible. “You’re right, I can’t make you. But if you want us to say you’re the leader again, you better FUCKING do it,” Aria insisted. Her tone almost correcting her on the proper swear, “Now put your hands down and grab the pole. Bend over and stick your ass out...and shut up before I decide to make you pose front-forward instead and let them smack your tits and cunt instead.”

Adagio glared at her sister. Fury in her eyes as she saw the silvery pole and the cross-walk signal already about to change. First thing she did as she pulled her hand off of her breast was thrust her middle finger up far out from her palm as possible. Aria just laughed at the immature flipping off, as if it didn’t even phase her. She had Adagio by the tail with that title as leader she was so proud of. Adagio brought her hand, now letting her tits hang from her body, to grasp the pole as per their orders.

The hand covering her slit though was reluctant to release its modest covering of her maidenhood. The womanly pink slit she covered that Aria had already fondled humiliatingly. “Both hands, ‘Dagi!” Adagio pulled her hand away and grasped the pole! Her bare shaved mound slowly becoming stuck out as she bent over. The thick fluffy curly mass of hair she had laying on her back as she peered over her shoulder as Aria began, “Everyone, our dear little sister here has been quite the raging little bitch. Now we love our sister and know even though she’s a grown woman, she still acts like a little girl and needs to be taught a lesson in manners.”

Adagio whimpered a little; knowing what was coming as she tried to console herself with the knowledge that Aria and Sonata were as bound to their word as she was. The sirens had always obeyed their promises to each other. And already inwardly Adagio was promising to herself to kick both of their asses over this betrayal! “Now we’d like anybody here with some frustrations of their own to work out, or that even wanna just slap our little sister’s fat ass around to come up and give her a nice hard smack. Just the one! Want more or wanna get a squeeze though, you just pass some money off to our other sister, Sonata.”

“ARIA!” Adagio screamed in rage, nearly letting go of the pole until the mouthed phrase ‘you can quit any time’ was seen. She didn’t even need to give it voice for it to be understood. “You can’t bucking do this! This wasn’t part of the deal! You just said to let these people spank me! You never said anything about whoring my ass out for these sick bucked up perverts!” Adagio didn’t seem to realize how many people she was already alienating that might be sympathetic with that accusation. “These bucked up deviants...you can’t seriously be offering to sell off my ass to them to abuse!”

Aria smiled, “Oh it’s not that bad, sis...after all, just conduct yourself with all that dignity you threw back in our faces and sure nobody here will feel like touching your ass,” Aria suggested. No sooner than she said that, one man came over and slapped his palm right into Adagio’s plump juicy posterior! “Ooof,” Aria winced as Adagio shrieked at the sudden shot of pain that ran through her. “Or they might not have if you hadn’t gone cursing them out like that. Guess you’ve got nobody to blame but yourself,” she gloated.

Adagio was so easy to play. She made her own enemies with nothing more than her own ego and sense of self-superiority. Aria was similarly guilty but had enough sense to know how to keep her mouth shut. Years of being under Adagio’s thumb taught her a lesson Adagio would be learning the hard way. To keep her little mouth shut. Another person, a woman, stepped forward and gave the girl’s non-stinging cheek a harsh resounding smack!

Adagio’s knees started to buckle until Aria insisted, “You can quit anytime, Adagio. Just say you give up and we’ll rush you right back home.” Aria knew those words would make Adagio straighten up. She watched her sister shift and brace her legs a little better. She was tearing up and clearly trying to hide her pain behind her growing fury.

“Buck you. Buck every last one of you dumb sick perverts,” she shouted. Aria groaned in frustration as she heard her continue to use that swear. It only served to further piss her off. She KNEW Adagio was just doing this to piss her off now. But she wasn’t going to correct this. After all, the people seemed to get the intention behind it and only seemed more riled up. Some with lust to break the little bitch and some looking to teach her some manners! “Buck you all to Tartarus!”

Another hand had found its way to her ass. This smacked square on her more recently spanked cheek and heightened the red mark that was growing upon her ass. More hands came through, spanking the ‘little bitch’. A couple even seemed to enjoy smacking her rear a couple times before Aria shooed them along when they wouldn’t pay. Finally though Sonata made a noise she was dreading, “Oooh, nice! Enjoy our sister’s ass! I recommend you smack them like a couple bongo drums!”

Adagio didn’t get a chance to see whoever it was that apparently paid enough to ‘go to town’ on her ass. Instead all she felt was a pair of hands that came to grab her ass and squeeze! Fingers sinking a little into the flesh of her rear end. Nails digging into the skin without breaking it. “G-get the buck off my ass!” Adagio snapped at them as she felt them squeezing and roughly handling her ass. Her whole back-side at whoever this was’ mercy. Her own thick blob of hair hid her view of whoever was kneeling behind her as she squeezed the pole. Her own knuckles turning white at the uncomfortable sensation of whoever this was squeezing her ass cheeks together; making them clap a little into each other.

Whoever did that seemed to take quite a bit of pleasure in the noise. She started to quite eagerly force Adagio’s ass cheeks into each other. The noisy smacking of one fleshy cheek meeting the other ringing in her ear as she felt her ass being manipulated in this way. Adagio was starting to tear up in frustration of the situation but bit back any words of surrender. Everyone was watching as this pervert went fondling her ass. She scowled hard, “Why don’t you just take a bucking picture!” She demanded in growing frustration.

She knew she regretted it instantly as Aria said, “You heard her everyone, go ahead and take a picture. Sure to last longer,” she gloated. All at once Adagio was left to listen to numerous camera clicks going on as pic after pic was snapped as bodies started to crowd up on her and her ass. She noticed some bodies even getting in closer to her upper body, “Real show’s back here, but if you’re more interested in those, go for it,” Aria encouraged at those paying up close attention to her hanging breasts.

More than a few cameras though briefly brushed against her twat! “No! No! Don’t take pictures of that!” She felt the little ridge of the cameras touching as they tried to get in and get an up close in depth pic of her pussy. “Get off! Get away! Stop taking these dumb pictures you dumb...fucks!” She finally used that human swear in sheer frustration! She really didn’t expect anyone to obey. But Aria seemed to take mercy.

“Alright, alright, break it up. Sure if you didn’t get a pic, you’ll find more online before the day’s out,” she insisted. She wasn’t even trying to score more of a payday, instead only smacking Adagio on the ass herself once their one customer had backed off to join the crowd being shooed along. She smirked at Adagio, reaching over to give her sister a sudden swat on the ass herself, “Come on, stand up, and cover yourself again. We’re going,” she ordered.

Adagio already had a growing bad feeling about this. Aria was ordering her to cover herself again? Not that she argued against it. Though the instant her fingers came to contact with her lap, “Eeek!” Her whole body jolted almost ramrod straight upright! Her fingers were freezing! It felt like she’d just touched ice against herself as she clasped into one warm breast while the other breast was pinned against her forearm. Aria laughed, obviously having expected this.

“Ohhh...so that’s why you didn’t just have her bend over and grab her ankles instead, haha,” Sonata remarked in apparent realization. The airhead laughing at the orange haired girl who shifted, shaking uncomfortably as the chill started to get to her. “Hey, you think maybe we should take her inside somewhere? Maybe get a hot drink?” Sonata suggested in almost forgetful mercy as she suggested an even worse situation.

Adagio looked to Aria almost imploringly. She wasn’t certain if she should have been relieved or terrified as Aria said, “Nah. Doubt we’d find anywhere to even let us take her inside dressed like that, except maybe a strip club,” she joked at Adagio. Obviously enjoying jabbing at her after all the ways she’d acted pissy at her over her job. “Sure she’ll warm up once she gets moving,” Aria’s choice of words were sinking in. Adagio merely kept between her sisters but already had a feeling what was about to occur.

“Buck you both,” Adagio finally cursed as the trio arrived at a large parking lot area. It was full of cars; part of the reason they hadn’t just parked the van there. But it reached all the way across the street. The biggest thing though was the number of people hanging around. The sheer number of people in that one small area; parking cars or picking them up or just loitering was kind of staggering. It was the quickest way to the parking garage they actually left their ‘mobile home’.

It was also clearly her next little torment, with Aria insisting, “Sonata and I are going to go wait on the other side. You are going to wait here until you see us waving at you to start to run over to us.” Aria laid out the base task, only to grin maliciously, “But you don’t get to cover yourself...and you need to slow down and jiggle your tits in front of anyone who gets close to you while shouting, ‘I’m a dumb slut’ the whole time you’re running.”

Adagio scowled and started to just walk along in frustration with them, too pissed with them to really care anymore until she felt Aria grab her hard by the massive hair she had. She pulled her back by it, “Sorry there, Adagio, but I don’t believe I heard you say you gave up. Meaning you have to come back here and start all over again if you fail to complete the challenge enough to satisfy us...or at least me,” she eyed Sonata who was looking away as if forgetting they were even doing this game.

Adagio nearly did say it just to make Aria shut the fuck up. She really was considering throwing in the towel and telling both of her sisters to go rot in tartarus. But her own already bruised ego wasn’t going ot have any of it. “Fine.” She hesitated to lower her arms but finally furiously pushed them down to her sides. She clenched her fists. She didn’t quite miss having a tail as much as when she wanted to smack these two across the head. Though the fact that a fish tail didn’t flash her genitals would have been pleasant too.

Aria and Sonata started to walk away. She quietly stood there, shaking in nervousness. She’d already let total strangers take photos of her bare nakedness. In her mind she’d already come too far to back out. She was going to be the leader of the dazzlings again! Those two were going to listen to and respect her and quit their dead end jobs and work hard to get back on top again! Where they belonged! Adagio refused to believe she deserved anything less! Even if pics of this came out, all it would do was make her more sympathetic as having fallen on ‘hard times’, she told herself!

Such consolations did little to ease her nervousness as she stood there on the sidewalk watching Aria and Sonata finally reach the other side and turn around. She just had to run across, not cover herself, and shout ‘I’m a dumb slut’. That was it. She nodded firmly as Aria finally gestured for her to come over. By the time she had though, most in the smaller parking lot had already cast their gaze upon her! She hadn’t taken more than two steps than she started to hop a bit in pain! Walking across an open parking lot barefoot was NOT a smart move or a fair challenge! The rough ground against her sensitive feet almost feeling as though it were biting in as she hopped a little in place. “I-I’m a dumb slut,” she said.

She struggled to try and run, awkwardly stepping around in front of the cars and everyone laughing at her as she practically hobbled over towards her sisters. “Yeah, go Adagio! Move your cute fat butt!” She heard Sonata cheering at her embarrassingly! Adagio grit her teeth in frustration at her sister’s cheer as she repeated those four stupid words Aria was making her way just to keep the position that was rightfully hers!

Adagio saw numerous people coming close to her, walking up to her as she tried to run and failed. Barefoot like this it was impossible! She glared at her sisters who stood there examining her as she finally reached them. “I...I’m a dumb slut,” she repeated it for effect, “But you are a bucking dead one! Let’s go!” She started only to feel that tug at her hair again, “H-Hey! Stop doing that, Aria!”

Aria though continued to bear that humiliating smirk, “You didn’t say you gave up, Adagio. You need to go back and start again.” Adagio stared at her in confusion, “Starting to see why Sonata’s such a bimbo if you’re this dumb. You said you were a dumb slut just fine. Bet plenty got a good video of that. I’m even planning on making that your new ringtone…” she consented. “But not only did you NOT run, but you were SUPPOSED to jiggle those tits at anyone who got close to you, or did you forget that part? I might have been willing to actually overlook the running and the dumb slut thing if you just gave these people a show.”

Adagio reached and angrily grabbed right on Aria’s pigtail! Her fist grabbing the hair with all the fury the youngest could muster, instantly earning a wince from her, “You can NOT be serious! You can’t expect me to run across a parking lot barefoot! I’ll admit I forgot the dumb jiggling...but you seriously are going to hold not running full tilt across asphalt against me when I’m bare ass naked?!” She practically screamed at Aria.

Sonata effortlessly dislodged Adagio, the angry orange haired girl not even trying to hide her frustration with the stupidity of that suggestion! Aria though did nod, “Alright, guess I can forgive that. Guess throwing away those shoes really did come back to bite us...or more like you,” she pointed out. Aria frowned, “Sonata, give her your shoes so she can run back to the start and come back...she’ll give them back, WON’T you, Adagio?” Aria demanded, reaching to grab her sister by the fro-like ponytail. “But you be sure to give everyone a nice jiggle...and not just your tits. I want you to hop up on someone’s car and shake that ass of yours. Do that and we go right back to the car, no more games.”

Adagio knew she shouldn’t trust Aria. She really did know that. But some desperate part of the siren dearly hoped she wasn’t being fucked over as she said, “Alright...I run, I shout I’m a dumb slut...and I jiggle my tits in everyone’s faces...and I have to crawl on someone’s car and shake my...ugh...really starting to wonder if I even WANT to lead you two after the stunt you’re pulling.”

Sonata, per Aria’s instruction, slipped off her shoes. Adagio slid them on but of course tied them extra snug. Sonata’s shoes looking clumsily large on the b-cupped fat assed member of the Dazzlings. Adagio of course felt everyone’s stares. The brief surge of confidence she’d had with the promise of the game being over after this was wearing off. She almost considered turning around and going back crying.

Sonata stood in just her socks as she and Aria finally waved her back when she reached the edge. Adagio though didn’t start running immediately. Instead she actually chose to look back over her shoulders. The idea of running away, perhaps calling the cops on her sisters’ antics was tempting. But she’d probably only land in jail too at the rate things were going for indecent exposure! She grit her teeth and started to run. “I’m a dumb slut!”

She winced painfully as she ran, cringing as someone got close enough for her to have to stop. She grabbed her breasts and forcibly made them jiggle around in front of them, eyes watering, “I-I’m a...dumb slut!” She ran and found herself almost running into a girl, “I-I’m a dumbslut,” she announced as she forcibly jiggled her tits in her face as well. Nothing but disgust in this girl’s eyes in spite of the excited reaction the guy had given her. She ran again only to nearbly be run over! “I-I’m a dumb slut,” she was sniffling by this point. The courage she’d had increasingly broken. Somehow doing this the second time was more humiliating!

Everyone KNEW to look at her this time! Everyone who’d missed had been alerted. There wasn’t a single set of eyes that wasn’t looking at her this time. Men, women, and of course children whose parents were trying to shield their eyes were ogling her like the dumb slut she was calling herself. She finally found her way nearly to her sisters only to stop as she saw someone’s car. The hood just low enough. She climbed on top of it and shouted, “I’m a...I’m a...dumb slut?”

Adagio lived to be on the stage. She had lived for an audience. But this audience wasn’t what she wanted! It sucked! It bucking sucked! Everyone looking at her with more revulsion at the teenage barely adult slut ran around announcing her sluttiness. “I-I’m a…” she turned to show everyone that big fat ass of hers. Her own shaking causing her rump to jiggle a bit as she bent over. She gripped her knees and tried to move and shake it. It was all awkward though. She couldn’t dance without a beat!

Without the necklaces she couldn’t carry a tune to give herself one. She stared at everyone...and looked over at where Aria and Sonata had been and started to shout, “I give-” her ego crashing as she felt the words catch in her throat. She couldn’t say it, and even if she had...they were gone. The two of them had abandoned her! “Hey! Hey!” She turned to stare at the person who’d spoke, “Get off my car, you dumb slut!” “Hey, leave the girl alone!” “Come on, shake that ass!” “You were gonna dance for us, right? Give us a little show!” “Come on, move it!” “Move that ass around!” “Shake your little titties for us!”

Adagio choked up harder and came to squat down in panic as she grabbed her legs. Her ass hovering just off the hood of the car as she squat down on the less than made to support a girl’s weight hood. She started to cry. She was sobbing visibly in front of everyone. “Hey!” Someone finally reached for her and grabbed her legs! She slipped and fell flat on the hood of the car! The hood was warm and burned a little against her back-side. Her ass resting on it as someone grabbed her ankle and forced it in one way. Someone else had grabbed the other and forced it the other way! Her hands were on the hood struggling to support her weight!

“I-I give up! I give up! I-I’m not a dumb slut, stop!” She started to beg and plead. But her legs were forcibly spread into a painful splits! Her legs forced so wide apart she could see her own pelvis hanging a little forward with her weight on her ass itself. It looked almost offering of her slit to the crowd who started to take pictures. “No! I gave up! I quit! Stop doing this!” She demanded in a mixture of anger, fear, and humiliation. It was mostly anger though as she struggled to try and kick them away.

She reached a hand up desperately to try and cover her face. Even if everyone had already seen it; she didn’t want them seeing her cry. She knew all eyes were on her cute pink labia buried between her yellow mons. She watched someone come forward and stared as this person looked right at her pussy…”My car, I get first selfie with the dumb cunt,” he commented. He squat down and got right close to her pussy. He took a selfie right there.

The next person came up and made a duckface at her camera with Adagio’s pussy right there next to her. Another person came up and this time spread the poor girl’s pussy lips to expose the inner pink forcibly. Adagio had heard of the recent slut-shaming trend of twat selfies. She simply didn’t expect these people to be doing it to her! Maybe she was a dumb slut as it took her up to the tenth person to finally scream at them, “Get away! Get off of me!” Her hands going down to grab her lap and cover it. She didn’t care if her tits were exposed long as they stopped staring at her pussy!

Her hands were grabbed but she refused to let go! Where was this strength when her sisters had stripped her in the first place?! Then again perhaps she just wasn’t as desperate then. But the two had abandoned her! Those two cunts! She hoped they fucking crashed and died! She hoped Sonata drove Aria mad with her stupid questions! She hoped Sonata got fat from eating all those free fries! She was in tears as everyone finally seemed to be put off by something. She watched a shape shove itself through the crowd and grab her. She was then dragged right into a somewhat gaudy large van. The junker she and her sisters called home since they couldn’t just ‘sing’ their way into tricking the hotel manager to let them stay.

She found herself with a blanket thrown around her shoulders. It didn’t seem to hang very well though until Sonata grabbed her hair and pulled it out from under it. “You know, all this hair makes you look kind of like a sheep...maybe we should shave it or something and sell it like wool!” Proof positive she wasn’t imagining this. Only the real Sonata could make such a suicidally stupid suggestion!

She shouted at her, “Mess with my hair and-and I’ll fucking kill you!” She shouted, tears in her eyes as she clung to her sister…”Wh-where the fuck were you two? I was alone and scared and...and they could have done shit to me!” Adagio exclaimed in what could only be described as half growl half sob. An unnatural noise for a human voice box to make.

Aria spoke up from the driver’s seat; having driven through the rapidly parting crowd after the quick rescue. “We’re sorry, okay? We really didn’t expect you to choke like that,” her tone sounded more grumpy than truly sorry. “We promised you no more games so we decided to go and get the van ourselves. Figured leaving you to wait and stew for a couple minutes wouldn’t cause THAT much trouble,” she insisted with a dismissive wave over the driver’s seat at the back of the van.

Adagio glared at her sister...but finally whimpered, “You win...I gave up. I couldn’t do it and I said I gave up! You’re leader, okay Aria!” She shouted at her, “I’ll do whatever you fucking want! Just...n-not that again, please,” Adagio pleaded.

Aria nodded, “Alright then...as leader, I say you’re leader. Not like that was ever gonna change,” she shot.” Adagio’s jaw dropped as Aria laughed, “Please! You’re still our leader, you dumb bitch...just because you’re a fucking cunt that needed to be taught some manners doesn’t mean you’re not still the leader,” she pointed out. Adagio felt defeated. “Even if you’d made it, we still would have just treated you like our bratty little sister of a leader.” Openly and blatantly disregarding all of Adagio’s work for the supposed sake of teaching her a lesson.

Adagio felt something burning inside her. Not just the shame and knowledge her ass and pussy were now all over the web as the latest slut in the city who’d wound up streaking around and being exposed to everyone. No she felt anger. Even as Sonata continued to awkwardly hold her like that, Aria laughing to herself over the brilliance of it all. She knew she was going to get even with Aria. Somehow she’d find a way. Sonata was just a stupid accomplice. Aria did this to her. She let her humiliate herself and think they’d somehow change and just agree with her like they used to if she went through with it all.

If she’d known she would have just charged on for the van and run Aria over with it! But no; death would be too good for her. She’d find a way to get her back. Somehow, some way! She would make the purple skinned pig tailed cunt pay! Nobody bucked with Adagio Dazzle! Human, Pony, or Siren!