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A Shameful Aria By Velvet Bronco and Spring Showers
Streaker(s) EQG Aria Blaze

It was a dark cool night as the Dazzlings stood outside the grounds of CHS. After not only losing their magical amulets and being booed off stage running there had been the only idea the trio had. That single idea and the rage brewing between the three was all they still shared. Each siren cast a fierce glare at the other two; as if daring the others to speak first. To speak up first and be the one to take the brunt of the blame. The silence wore on though until at last Aria grew fed up with it. She snarled, “I can’t believe we lost to those girls! We had everyone eating out of the palm of our hands! Then those stupid losers waltz in and fuck everything up!” Her violet face contorted into an angry scowl.

Speaking up had of course put the spotlight on her, a fact Adagio was not about to resist. She lashed out; letting her anger and frustration use Aria as a lightning rod, “Would you shut up, Aria?! Nobody was even paying attention to you, so it’s not like you have anything to complain about,” she jabbed. “I’m the one everyone was paying attention to!”

Sonata butted in, “Well duh you’re the one they were paying attention to. You’re always shoving us to the back and stealing the spotlight. I mean maybe if we’d worked together like they did; instead of just doing everything you say, maybe we’d still have our magic. Too bad you being selfish had to ruin everything,” she jabbed. Sonata never showed it; but she had just as much frustration bottled up as the other two.

“As if you’re one to talk, Sonata. You never even cared about the battle of the bands! All you cared about was tacos and your stupid fruit punch! Maybe if you’d been paying attention instead of thinking about stuffing your fat face we wouldn’t be in this mess now!” Aria shot! She shoved the blue girl away hard. Sonata fell to the ground and started to tear up.

Adagio could be a pretty raging bitch; but for a brief moment had an an almost sympathetic look on her face towards Sonata. One not shared by Aria. Sonata merely stood up and began to whimper for a moment only to shout, “F-fuck you guys! I hope I never see either of your dumb faces ever again!” She had burst into tears and was running off. The ditzy member of the Dazzlings quickly vanishing out of sight with Adagio staring after her.

Aria gave a dismissive wave of her hand. “Yeah, well good riddance.” She shot at the long gone Sonata, she started to yell at the surrounding darkness, “We never needed you anyways! Nobody does and nobody wanted you around either!” She shook her fist at the air; only to stop the instant she felt a palm smack her right across the face. A sizable red hand print upon her cheek as she reached to rub it; looking in shock at Adagio.

“As if you get to say that! You didn’t care about anything but trying to steal my spotlight and getting into fights!” She shook her hand out. The stinging sensation not limited to her victim’s face it seemed as television might lead one to believe.

Aria’s face had been briefly lost and confused. But rage rapidly came back in force as she saw Adagio start to storm off, “Your spotlight?! Here we go! Adagio Dazzle; Little Miss Bossy Bitch! This whole battle of the bands mess might have been your idea, but I went along with it ‘cause I thought I’d finally get the attention I deserve! Maybe Sonata had a point! Maybe if you’d given us some bigger roles; we might have beaten their stupid friendship!” Aria screamed after her.

“I don’t need this shit! Sonata may have had the right idea for once! I’m leaving and never want to see you again either!” Adagio shouted at the top of her lungs as she stomped off into the night.

Aria was left alone. She leaned against the school wall but her own rage wasn’t cooling any as she stood there alone. “I don’t need them,” she growled to herself. “Those two were always weighing me down. I don’t need them or anybody else. I’ll get my voice back...I’ll get it back and become a fucking star all by myself!” She could just hear it now. Everyone chanting HER name. Not the Dazzlings, named for Adagio. But Aria...Aria…

Years Later

“Aria! Aria!” Aria smiled to herself as she basked in the echo of the crowd as she sat backstage. It had been years since she cut those two losers off. Adagio had tried to keep to the music industry; but without her magic she was nothing but a bitch that liked yelling at people. Last she heard, all she did was manage real talent. Talent like Aria. She didn’t even know what Sonata was doing since they split up.

She was in her room back-stage. It felt good to call it that. Her room. No sharing it with Adagio who hogged it anyways or dealing with Sonata and her whining about wanting tacos. Since getting her voice back she’d been gaining steady popularity. Popularity that was all for her. The mirror in front of her reflecting her image as she did some finishing touches on her makeup. This was her big moment. Her small cult following had turned to a real fanbase. Today was the day. She would be adored! Nothing could ruin it!

Nothing except the two faces that pushed open the door. She recognized both of them instantly. The brief smile she’d had turned into an only too familiar scowl as she snapped at the pair, “Well if it isn’t you two clowns,” she shot at both of them. She spun in her chair; flashing them the rather dazzling costume she’d picked especially for this. It was basically the same costume as the night she and the two even now barging in lost everything. The skirt was a bit shorter; it just barely hid the crotch of her striped tights. The top showed a bit more roundness as it contained her more womanly chest. But in every other way it was a recreation...because tonight things would go her way.

Adagio had on some albeit chicly tailored pantsuit with a dumb ruby pendant choker. It was doubtless a forgery; a mere resemblance to their old necklaces. It seemed some people couldn’t let go of the past. “Now Aria, is that any way to treat old friends?” She gestured at herself and Sonata. The bimbo merely waving at her as he half hid behind almost wall of hair that hung behind Adagio. She couldn’t see what dumb outfit she had on.

“Old friends?” Aria laughed. She stood up and crossed her arms in front of her chest with an angry glare. One she forced their way in hopes they might simply combust, “Last time we spoke, you both said you didn’t want anything to do with each other; or me. I’d hardly call that ‘friends’,” she pointed out. Aria humphed, about to call for Security to get the trash out of there. How those idiots even let them in to begin with hadn’t occurred to her.

Adagio’s expression couldn’t have been any more fake. It was absolute mock sorrow, “I know, and we have both spent every day thinking about that. It’s taken us years to finally feel ready to come and face you.” Aria’s raised eyebrow and unamused expression seemed to be all the signal the diva turned manager needed to drop the charade as she sighed, “Fine. We are...so...we are...soorrrr…” she grunted out, clearly struggling to get the word out before she shoved an arm back.

“Ow!” Sonata yelped as she got an elbow to the stomach apparently meant to signal her to come out. Aria rolled her eyes at the dumb off the shoulder top and shorts look Sonata apparently though she could pull off. She looked like she half expected to come out as a back-up dancer or some shit. “We wanted to say that we are sorry.” The apology spoken in that annoying tone that still grated on Aria’s ears. “And we were also kinda hoping maybe you’d wanna get the band back together.”

“What?” Aria tightened her fists in rage at those two morons. The airheaded bimbo that thought with her stomach and that bitch diva both had matching pendants. It was coming together. “Figures,” she snapped even as Adagio fished one clearly meant for her out of her pocket. “I get my big break and you two want to come in and mooch off my talent. Well no deal,” she insisted.

Adagio though spoke up in reply; her tone strangely calm and in control in spite of Aria’s own more venomous voice. “Now now, Aria. We understand and appreciate all the hard work you’ve done. Trust me. Even without your help we do intend to make a comeback. It’s simply that Sonata thought it would be best we at least give you the chance to make the smart choice and team up again.”

“Team up? You mean go back to being your background bitch? As if!” She snarled. “I dealt with that shit since we first got banished to this fucked up world; and getting rid of you two was the best choice I ever made. So you can take your dumb necklace and shove it right up your ass!” She shouted at them. Her anger though soon turned to a certain hint of smugness, “I’m not so heartless though...I’ll consider rejoining. If you two sing backup for me…”

Adagio smiled. But it was one that made Aria uncertain about making that offer, “Trust me, Aria. By the time the show is over; you’ll be begging us to let you back in...let’s go, Sonata. I need to change,” she insisted as she left a clearly confused Aria in her wake. Aria had no idea that Adagio was already giving a villainous grin as she left to get changed into a costume of her own. Aria’s confusion didn’t last long. She quickly went back to fixing her hair before hurrying out as she heard the opening act finish up.

The familiar blue skinned rainbow headed girl and another yellow one with fiery hair waving at the crowd. Yeah, Adagio and Sonata couldn’t ruin this for her. The Rainbooms; or what was left of their little girl group was basically just the two guitarists and that mute DJ...and they were her opening act. Hearing them call and ask to open for her was like a dream come true! They were nothing more than an appetizer. She calmly sang a short note to herself; letting the familiar tune ease its way out of her mouth.

The almost hypnotic sound soon echoing around as she turned on her headset and started out for the stage. She saw Adagio and Sonata gently rocking their hips to her tune. The live band in the background playing along as they danced and sang back-up for her. She started the song and instantly noticed something was quite wrong. Adagio had indeed changed into a sparkly violet sleeveless top that showed her cleavage; as well as a pair of long pants of the same shimmery material. But what attracted her eye was wisps of familiar smoke.

She continued to sing even as she stared in a growing sense of horror. It couldn’t be. It just couldn’t. But she watched Adagio and Sonata sing louder; their background voices echoing as Aria stood center stage near the front of the reaching crowd. They continued to cheer her name but it was almost in a dreamy drunken way. Those pendants weren’t fakes! The realization came too late as she found herself shoved off the stage. She landed right in the midst of the cheering crowd.

Arms instantly started to grab her and squeeze; holding her spread-eagled over her adoring public even as she was passed around. “H-hey! Let me go! Put me back on stage!” She shouted at the crowd as she felt them grabbing at her! Hands were pawing at her through her clothes. No they weren’t just pawing through her clothes. Someone was pulling off her shoes while someone else undid her top. A television camera nearby catching it all as she struggled!

Aria saw her own face reflected back at herself as she eyed the camera. Some mesmerized creep reaching up and grabbing her boob! His grubby mitt fondling her tit through her top even as a couple other hypnotized goons worked to try and pull her top up her stomach. Her lean abdomen exposed to the crowd though he continued to hold her tit firmly. “Get off of me! Let me the fuck go! You idiots are being mind controlled!” She announced.

But the guy beneath her just laughed, “If I’m being mind controlled; can’t be so bad! I’m getting to grab Aria Blaze’s tit!” The guy holding her breast laughed even as she felt his fingers digging in; fumbling to try and find her nipple as the ones pulling her top forced it up over the opposite breast. No bra underneath; the material thick enough to hide her nipples and fitted to support her. Besides; normally she didn’t mind jiggling a little if it meant the crowd was looking at her.

Having her full heavy D cup tit flashed for the camera though was NOT the way she wanted them looking at at her! She squeaked as she felt her skirt being dragged off of her legs! Her knees trying to press together as hands gripped her covered thighs. The outline of her panties sticking out underneath the snug leggings. “Come on, wake up you idiots! You’re supposed to be worshipping me, not obeying those two!” She shouted in anger.

“Idiots, huh?” One of her fans questioned underneath her only to suddenly slap her ass from below! It was a bit of an awkward gesture; one that had her briefly almost jump a little pushing her pelvis up and away from the swat! She felt her buttock jiggle in the tights, “Well if we’re the idiots, then what does that make you for falling right into our arms talking shit about us?” Aria really wanted a good comeback to that. But she had nothing but her attempts to furiously dislodge the arms holding her own over her head!

Her top was peeled up and over her torso as the guy fondling her breast finally let go to flash her whole rack; both breasts bared now for the camera. Undressed from the waist up she started to tear up, “Fuck you all! Fuck every last one of you idiots!” Her voice carrying a quite a bit as the headset she’d been wearing continued to air her insults to the entire mesmerized audience. Adagio and Sonata were both still singing; maintaining their control.

Aria was angry and when she got angry she insulted people. It was what she did! It didn’t seem to be winning her any friends with her supposed fans who even now eagerly fell under the two on-stage sirens’ sway. They were pulling her every which way! Hands continuing to grab her body; some tickling her sides while others would smack her ass! A new hand found its way to her boob. The left one this time and they didn’t shy away from grabbing the exposed nipple as Aria’s shameful exposure was aired live for all to see.

Aria winced and cried at the painful pinching and pulling on her tit as hands started to slide into the edge of her tights. She shook her head and fought to try and kick people’s heads! Get them to lose their grip! It succeeded a couple times but all that did was free up space for another dumb hypnotized jackass to grab her! “You are gonna pay for this! Every last one of you!” She shouted angrily as if she somehow had a way to indeed fight back.

Aria knew she was helpless though. She knew it and it terrified her as her eyes went between the tights sliding down her legs to expose the plain violet panties she’d worn under the tights. The garment having ridden up a little into her ass crack. It didn’t stay for long though. No she felt several hands grabbing her panties, working to pull them down, and screamed, “NO! Please! Please, don’t!” She stared at Adagio and Sonata pitifully, “Please, please! I’ll rejoin the group! I will! Absolutely! I’ll do what you say, I won’t make fun of you ever again! Just-ah-ah-please! Please don’t let them do this!”

Adagio stopped singing but Sonata was more than enough to keep these idiots under their sway. Aria was spun around so she was staring up into Adagio’s evil smirk. Her own eyes tearing up with fear and mortification as she whimpered that supposed magic word at her. Any magic it supposedly had though seemed to be a lie as Adagio gloated, “I told you that you’d be begging to join us, didn’t I?” Aria’s expression fell to hopelessness, “Sonata spent all her time since we broke up fixing these...they’re stronger than ever. Too bad you had to turn us down earlier. We can discuss you joining us after the performance though,” she finished with a cruel mocking laugh.

Aria screamed as she felt her panties finally slip down her legs! Her voice only too mortal and normal though; however much she’d retrained it back to greatness. All it had taken Adagio and Sonata was putting the broken pieces of their necklaces back together and repairing them to give them their magic back. She screamed not in rage or frustration but in shame as her legs were forced wide apart by the crowd; forced to thrust out her wide spread legs at the live camera! Her pussy now displayed on televisions across the county! “Don’t look! Stop looking! Don-don’t look!” She shouted in humiliation at the onlookers.

People were shouting at her, “What a slutty little cunt!” “I held her tit!” “I got to spank her ass!” Several people were gloating over getting to lay a hand on Aria even as they were compelled to shove her back on stage. Aria stood on stage and instantly reached to cover herself! Her hands gripping against her bare skin as she stood there; holding onto her bare smooth slit and covering her tits with her fore-arm. “Come on, drop the arms!” “We’ve already seen it! Just put them down!” “We wanna see that pussy some more!”

Aria started to try and run away but her legs refused. She stared in horror as she realized her whole body felt frozen in place. “No...no, Adagio, please,” she whimpered. Aria hung her head low as she shook her head; pig-tails swinging wildly. Sonata kept up the background singing; looking on with an almost devious grin.

Adagio stepped towards the edge of the stage, “Ladies and Gentleman! My name is Adagio Dazzle! I know you all came here today to see Aria Blaze...well how about you tell us all what you think of how much you’re seeing of her!” She called out to the clearly ecstatic crowd. “She’s hot!” “She’s got awesome tits!” “Make her shake that ass!” “We wanna see her boobs again!” Aria cringed at everyone’s words. “She looks like a huge slut!” “I wanna fuck her!” “I wanna hear her screaming!”

Adagio grinned, “Glad to hear it...well, something you all may not know is that Aria Blaze here used to be part of a group of singers. A group she will be rejoining once this performance is over...and after we’ve given everybody here a good chance to take a picture with our favorite bare naked SLUT!” She shouted the last word as mockingly as Adagio ever could. The crowd roared enthusiastically! Nobody seemed aware of how wrong this all was. The magic overriding any sense of reason or common sense.

The security clearly under Adagio and Sonata’s spell as well as she watched them move and grab the paralyzed Aria’s arms out of the way! They forced her arms wide apart there on the stage for everyone to see! Flashes from people’s phones now that they had a good view of her on the stage going off as her legs stood with her knees pressed together; locked that way almost in terror. Sonata took over speaking as Adagio resumed singing, “I’m Sonata Dusk! And I think everyone here would love to hear one of our first original songs together! Wouldn’t you love to hear us sing it?”

Aria was confused…”What the fuck are you talking about you dumb bimbo?” She angrily struggled to pull her arms free; but refused to try and kick out at either of these men and risk flashing her tight little slit to the crowd. In the end though it proved for not as she started to hear a familiar beat. “It’s the Pop?” She questioned at the two even as she noticed the cameras being forcibly zoomed on her naked body. She tried to move her legs and angle them away from the camera to hide her slit. But a pinch to her behind from Adagio and the magic all around her held her still.

“Not quite, Aria...we made a couple modifications. You wanted tonight to be all about you after all,” Adagio mocked, gripping the target of her torment’s chin for a brief moment. “This is what you get for being a little whore stealing my spotlight,” she snapped with a wicked grin. Aria dreaded just what she could mean by that. She didn’t need to wait long before she heard it, “Slut!” Adagio and Sonata shouted at her to the beat, “It’s all about this slut!”

Aria found her body released only to feel as her body was turned around without her will. Her hips shaking and swaying; jiggling her ass at the onlooking crowd! They were whopping and hollering even as the song went on, “Go on and shake that butt!”

Aria cringed as she heard the people calling at her to shake harder; and the magic compelling her body to obey did so with gusto. She was basically twerking her ass back at the crowd and cameras; unable to do anything but shout, “Stop staring! Somebody fucking realize what they’re doing and help me!”

Nobody was going to help her though, Adagio reaching over and stopping her shaking just to smack her on the ass! A red palm print now visible on her butt-cheek, “Modelling nude, she’s so hot, getting off while being mocked! Slut!”

The light violet girl shook her head furiously, “No I’m not! I hate this! I fucking hate this! Just stop this already, Adagio! You made your fucking point!” She shouted, “Please, no more! Please!” She loudly begged even as Adagio gave her another rough smack on the ass! The crowd taking obvious pleasure in watching this go on. Several voices crying out to have a chance to smack that ass themselves.

“The slut is so absurd. Shakes her ass at just a word,” the song continued with Aria’s protests growing louder but hoarse as she started to simply scream at them to hopefully drown out their voices. It was to no avail however, “The dumb slut yearns; give your fans a few quick turns,” the words forcing Aria to spin around in place, now visibly shaking her jugs in the crowd’s faces. She spun around and it was back to her ass, then tits again.

She had no control as everyone took pictures and videos of her fat jiggling ass; the flesh rippling as she moved. Her breasts bouncing heavily; completely unsupported and exposed. The dancing forcing her legs apart that those attentive enough were able to start snagging pictures of it. She had little doubt several were already being uploaded onto the internet. “Don’t you wanna grab that butt?” Adagio sang only to gesture to the crowd who answered back, “Butt!”

Sonata smirked, moving behind her to grab her tits as they were flashed for the crowd; furiously squeezing them and pinching her nipples as she sang, “Don’t you love this big boobed nut?” Giggling as the crowd predictably didn’t latch onto the last word, but instead answered, “Big boobed nut!”

“She’s a slut!” The pair of re-empowered sirens loudly finished with the crowd’s voices backing them to an almost deafening degree! Aria had already been crying; but refused to go further. She’d already begged and pleaded! There wasn’t any lower these two could push her. No further way they could humiliate her she felt as she saw the cameras still rolling; broadcasting the whole performance, and their spell, live.

Everyone even now was laughing at her and mocking her with the song. Aria’s body was on display for the world to see and there was nothing she could do to stop it! They’d already done about everything they could to her. It had escaped her just what Adagio had promised at the beginning of their little performance. Until the moment the security guards came back and grabbed her not by the arms but the legs. “No, no, no, no!”

She repeated that one word even as she was hoisted up by the two burly men who SHOULD have been dragging Sonata and Adagio to the police. She wanted to reach and cover her pussy but instead found her arms over the men’s shoulders as her legs were forced apart. She wanted to cover her tits, her slit, anything! But she was absolutely exposed to mothers who in brief flashes of awareness were covering their children’s eyes. Men who were probably jerking it to her even now. Countless others!

But that was not enough for Adagio as she started to invite the fans up one at a time; on camera for those watching to see. Fans coming right up to squat down beside her twat and start taking selfies with her pussy or tits or even some showing her from the rack up with them smiling; oblivious to the looks of hatred and disgust she was shooting everyone. She could do nothing but shout at them, “I hate you!” “Go fucking crawl under a rock and die!” “Get the fuck off of me!” “This is all their fault!”

Her words fell on deaf ears. Eventually Aria’s snappish demands at them did nothing more than hurt her throat. Every last one of the people who’d come to see her perform was coming up. Compelled by the song magic to see her and take such a picture with her. Hundreds of her former and might-have-been fans coming up and openly mocking her, “Such fat tits,” “Mind if I take a pic with her ass instead?” “Can I spank her a little?” “What a tight little pussy for a slut.”

Aria felt hands reaching; with permission from Adagio and Sonata to grab her between pictures. Molesting and groping her tits with drunk smiles. Pinching and spanking her ass just to make her scream! More than a few even grabbing hold of her pussy lips to stare straight into her womanhood! Taking numerous pics of the soft pink insides to disperse across the internet.

The mockery and torment just kept coming. Finally everyone had left. The security dropping her on her ass; legs numb after being held up so long. She fell flat on her back...Sonata adding yet more insult to it all by whipping out her own phone and taking a picture of her like that. Arms behind her supporting her weight, legs spread and unable to close them in her numbness. Cheeks burning pink with her make-up smeared down her face from all the tears

Adagio though had other plans as she grabbed the naked starlet by her pigtails and forced her to stand again. “I trust you’ve learned your lesson, Aria? You never steal my spotlight or question me again...you never get pissy with Sonata again...and we won’t make you dance around like a dumb little slut again. The two of us together can overpower you,” Adagio insisted. Though her villainess smile soon had a hint to suggest it wasn’t directed just at her now. “Welcome back to the Dazzlings,” she insisted as she offered her the pendant.

Aria took it and slowly wound it about her neck; arms once more going to cover her shamefully naked body, “What the fu-” she nearly cursed only to watch Adagio and Sonata both open their mouths as if ready to hit her again with magic if she dared. “What do you wanna do now that you’ve humiliated me?” She knew this couldn’t be all of Adagio’s plan.

Adagio smirked wickedly, “That much should be obvious...after we get you something to wear, we are going to work on getting some old friends back together for a reunion performance too. Your opening act, in fact,” she suggested. Aria’s expression showed confusion for but a moment though it soon dawned on her. It had seemed suspicious why the Rainbooms had offered to open for her...it had all been a part of Adagio’s plan to help her realize. Even after all the shame and humiliation she’d put her through; Aria knew it wasn’t her own fault. No, this all went back to them. “We are going to make them put on a show that will make everyone forget your own embarrassing performance ever happened. One that makes everyone forget they ever beat us.”

Aria nodded, already understanding the plan, “After all, what gets more attention than one humiliated girl dancing on stage...than eight of them.” The Dazzlings were back; the sirens were back...and fuck was Aria eager to make those girls pay for causing all of this. For breaking them up in the first place and leading to this humiliating series of events! The Rainbooms were gonna suffer!