The night was silent as a trio of figures stalked former principal Cinch as she walked up her front steps. They shared a look, ducking behind her car. Cinch opened the door to her house, stepping inside. Just as she was closing the door, one of the figures threw something that kept got in the frame, keeping it open for the trio.

They quickly slipped inside, the last one making sure to slam the door as loud as possible to get their target's attention.

“What in the world is going on?” She shouted, grabbing a bat from behind an end table.

“Just some well deserved punishment.” Adagio flipped her hood back, releasing her massive head of hair. “You really think resigning is enough?”

The other girls started to sing, pulling their own hoods off. Cinch found herself surprisingly calm, the bat getting heavier in her hands. The bat clattered to the floor, and she found her eyelids drooping.

“Wh-what are you three doing to me?” Cinch asked, swaying on her feet.

“Just a little soothing song,” Adagio assured, removing her hoodie. She tossed it onto the table, returning her attention to Cinch. “We find people are much more open to suggestion when they’re dazed.”

“And what is it you three hooligans want with me?” Cinch questioned, trying and failing to narrow her eyes. “Are you robbing me?”

“Hooligans?!” Adagio scoffed, rather irate from the insult. “We are sirens you old hag. You know what those are don't you?”open

“Normally I’d say that’s nothing more than an old fairytale,” Cinch answered. “But recent events have indicated there’s some truth in fairy tales.”

“Hear that? She thinks we're fairy tales.” Aria leaned on the table, crossing her arms. “Bet you feel stupid.” Cinch glared at the purple siren, but remained silent.

“You still haven’t explained what you’re after,” Cinch stated.

“Oh but we did.” Adagio stepped up, grabbing Cinch's chin, making her look down. “Since no one else will, we’re going to punish you.”

“And how do you three brave vigilantes plan on doing that?” Cinch asked, the effects of the song forcing her to her knees.

The sirens grinned, changing their song. The drowsiness was quickly replaced by a building heat between her legs. Cinch’s eyes widened and she tried to crawl away from the three. Her body betrayed her, refusing to move.

“Be a good girl and get out of those clothes,” Adagio commanded, grinning down at her. Aria reached into her pocket, pulling out her phone. Much to Cinch’s horror, she pointed it at her, starting to record.

“Hold on, I don’t wanna see a naked old lady,” Sonata chimed in, making a disgusted look. “Think we could do something about that?”

Adagio smiled, possibilities running through her mind. “I like the way you think, Sonata. Shall we girls?”

“It’s about time Sonata had a good idea,” Aria said with a smirk, starting to sing. Adagio joined in, the three of them focusing on Cinch. Cinch groaned as a green aura seeped into her body, causing it to tingle.

“W-what are you doing to?!” Cinch demanded, trying to push past the ever present lust. The sirens didn’t answer, their voices rises and blending into a harmony. Cinch groaned, falling to her side as the magic started to take effect. Her eyes went wide, watching her body shifting, her hand starting to inch its way back into her sleeve. Her glasses fell off her face as it shrank as well. Wrinkles started disappearing and her insides shifted.

“S-stop!” She begged, looking up at them. They only grinned in response, upping their volume. When their song reached its crescendo, Cinch was left with her clothes feeling much too large on her. In fact, they pooled around her as she laid panting on the floor.

“How's that Sonata?” Adagio asked, sounding rather out of breath.

“That’s way better,” Sonata said, panting as well. “She’s actually pretty cute now. Though the clothes gotta go.”

“Get rid of ‘em,” Aria ordered, glaring down at the youthened Cinch. Cinch didn’t protest and easily slipped the clothes off, revealing her slender frame and flared hips to the roving eyes of the trio. “Nice hips.”

“Yes, those are very nice,” Adagio agreed, licking her lips. “Honestly, we’ve done her a favor.” She pulled Cinch up, pressing against her. “Let's hear a thank you.”

“Th-thank you,” Cinch said, shivering as her nerves started to show. She gulped, terrified by the eyes on her naked form. Adagio breathed into the girl's face, reaching around and grabbing her ass. Cinch let out an eep, rubbing her legs together as her arousal started to drip from between her legs.

Sonata knelt down and ran her hands up and down Cinch’s legs. “Hmm, these are pretty nice too.”

“Aging did a number on her,” Aria laughed, her tone mocking.

“I-I know,” Cinch muttered, looking down at her feet. “Time weathered my looks down. I didn’t like looking at the husk of a woman I had become any more than my students did.”

“Is that why you treat them so badly?” Adagio pressed their breasts together, watching Cinch squirm.

“No,” Cinch replied with a sigh. “Crystal Prep is a private academy. That means that our funding comes from private benefactors, and those benefactors can pull their donations at any time if the school doesn’t live up to its reputation. The biggest reason I stepped down was on the behest of our biggest benefactor. I worked the students hard to keep the academy open with the best equipment.”

“Don't try to get sympathy from us.” Adagio glared, slapping Cinch hard enough leave a mark. “We both know it was all for your own benefit.”

Cinch grunted and kept her head down. “You’re right, as the years went by it became for my benefit. But you’re not interested in my story. Doll out whatever punishment you want, then please leave me alone.”

“Oh no, we’re not going to leave you alone.” Adagio lifted Cinch's head, staring into her eyes. “Here's what's going to happen Aria here is going to be recording everything. In a few weeks, you're going to register as a student at Crystal Prep.”

“And how would you suggest I do that?” Cinch asked, raising an eyebrow. “I don’t think anyone will believe I’m me and I have no records looking like this.”

“Nothing a few songs can't solve,” Adagio assured. “Now, you're going to be on your best behavior, because if you aren't we’ll send the video to everyone in the school.”

“I understand,” Cinch replied, gulping. “Not like your magic songs would give me much of a choice anyway.”

“And if you continue to misbehave, we’ll sing that song again and leave you at an orphanage.”

Cinch shuddered in fear, nodding her head vehemently. “Y-you won’t have to do that. I’ll do whatever you say.”

“That's a good girl.” Adagio patted her cheek, a grin on her face. “How's it feel, Cinch? Being helpless?”

“I can’t say I’m a fan,” Cinch replied. “I prefer maintaining a sense of control in my life.”

“So did Twilight, but that didn't stop you did it?” Adagio sneered at her, a bit of disgust in her voice.

“No, I suppose it didn’t,” Cinch muttered. “The school’s and by extension my needs came first.”

“And now you're just as helpless as she was.” Adagio pulled her into a kiss, placing her hands on her hips. Cinch returned the kiss, closing her eyes and letting Adagio explore her mouth with her tongue. Though Cinch’s hands remained where they were.

Sonata walked behind Cinch, reaching around her, grabbing her breasts. She grinned, giving her nipples a tug. Cinch groaned, her fists clenching as she tried to keep up with Adagio’s kiss. Sonata grinned and twisted Cinch’s nipples.

“Go on, we both know ya wanna,” Sonata breathed in her ear, giving it a nibble. “As long as you’re good, we won’t punish you for touching us.” Cinch opened her fists, taking her hands and giving Adagio’s ass a soft squeeze. “Good girl.” Adagio and Cinch continued to make out for a few moments more before the yellow siren pulled away.

“I think we should continue this in the bedroom,” Adagio offered. “What do you girls think?”

“Fine by me,” Aria said, shrugging. “I don’t care where we do this as long as we make her squirm.”

Adagio gave Cinch a shove, gesturing to the stairs. “Well? Lead the way.” Cinch nodded and led them upstairs. An idea struck her as she saw the three sirens staring at her in her peripheral vision. She started swaying her hips, doing her best to look enticing as she opened the door to her bedroom. The room was well furnished, the walls painted a shade of blue that matched her skin tone. There were two large dressers that had some family photos along with photos detailing her career as a teacher and then as a principal. Along the wall was a large bed with purple pillows and a purple comforter.

The sirens gazed around the room, beginning to sing again. Cinch felt a wave of heat crash into her body and groaned. She took a shaky step forward and fell onto the bed.

Adagio wasted no time, pinning her to the bed. She breathed on Cinch’s neck and grabbed her ass. Cinch squirmed and groaned, starting to pant. She tried to free her hands so she could touch Adagio.

“Eager are we?” Adagio laughed, her amulet feeding on Cinch’s lust. She moved her hand around, brushing her slit.

Cinch let out a coo of pleasure, moving her hips to further stimulate herself against Adagio’s hand. “I-I can’t help it,” she panted out. “Your song is driving my body wild. And it’s been so long since I’ve been with someone like this.”

“I bet,” Aria taunted. “Can't imagine anyone would want a cunt like you.” Sonata winced at that, almost feeling bad for Cinch for a moment.

“No, they didn’t,” Cinch agreed with a sigh. “I think a less stressful occupation and maintaining a workout regimen will be in order to avoid aging quite like I did before.”

“Hey, you could still be a teacher,” Sonata assured, petting her head. “Just, you know, not a mean one.”

“Hmm, perhaps,” Cinch said, glancing at one of the old photos. It contained her as a young woman,smiling brightly as she stood among her very first class of students. “I think returning to teaching and staying out of a principal’s chair would be better for me.”

“Just remember.” Adagio looked deep into her eyes. “We’ll be keeping an eye on you for the rest of your life.”

“I don’t think you’ll have to worry about me,” Cinch assured, looking back into Adagio’s eyes. “Nearly having reality destroyed due to my actions was quite the wake up call for me.”

“Just making sure.” Adagio smiled sweetly, patting her cheek. She shifted, allowing Cinch to roll over.

Cinch propped herself on her elbows, raising her ass into the air. “Is this the position you wanted me in?” she asked, looking over her shoulder at the sirens.

“Yes, yes it is.” Adagio reached around her, giving her breasts a tight squeeze. She smirked at Cinch’s squirms, tugging on her nipples. Cinch moaned and let her cheek press into one of the pillows. She could feel her arousal climb, a fire spreading through her body starting from her crotch. “Of course, we’re already taken.” Adagio gave another squeeze before standing up.

“Wait, does that mean you’re just going to tease me?” Cinch asked, her eyes widening as relief for the fire burning at her core was being denied. The sirens just smirked, starting another song. Cinch moaned wantonly, the fire turning into an inferno. She rubbed her legs together, her arousal dripping on the bed. “S-stop!” She begged, the heat becoming unbearable. Adagio stopped singing, leaving Sonata and Aria to pick up the slack.

“We would, but that’d defeat the purpose of punishment,” Adagio said with a smirk. “So, best think of a way to satisfy yourself.” Cinch let out a grunt, one of her hands slipping between her legs as two of her fingers dipped into her folds. Her other hand went to her breast, toying with a nipple. She whined needfully, neither seemed to be working.

“More,” Cinch pleaded, her fingers moving in a blur. “I need something more.”

“You better find it then,” Adagio replied coldly.

“P-please help,” Cinch panted out, whining in frustration as she added a third finger into her folds. “I don’t own any toys to help me.”

“Too bad then.” Adagio leaned on a dresser, examining her nails.

Sonata watched as Cinch whined again, trying and failing to achieve climax. The blue siren frowned a little, leaning in to whisper into Adagio’s ear. “Maybe we should cut her some slack? This seems like a little much since she wants to change from being a meanie.”

Adagio frowned, looking back at her. “What would you suggest?”

“I dunno, a song to make her more sensitive or something?” Sonata offered. “That way her hand could make some progress.” Adagio rolled her eyes, starting to sing again. Cinch moaned and let her tongue loll out of her mouth, electric jolts of pleasure arcing through her.

“Mmm, that’s so much better.” A dopey grin spread across her face as she tweaked a nipple. She slipped another finger in, arching her back. “So good...” Cinch muttered, rubbing her clit with her thumb.

“Now that’s a lovely sight,” Aria commented, stepping around the room to record from a better angle. “Moan for the camera you little bitch. Let us know how badly you wanna be fucked.”

“Oh god yes!” Cinch shouted, bucking her hips against her hand.

“And do tell,” Aria said with a smirk. “What does the partner of your dreams look like? Who do you want giving that needy pussy of yours attention? A young lady, a handsome stud? Or maybe, one of each?” Aria licked her lips, loving every minute of what she was doing to Cinch.

"B-both...” Cinch admitted, looking up at her.

“Ooh, so you swing both ways,” Aria said, chuckling. “Can’t fault you there. Life’s more fun when you keep your options open.”

“We gotta lotta experience with that.” Sonata winked, kissing Adagio's cheek. Adagio chuckled and returned the gesture. Cinch nodded and kept masturbating, picturing two partners joining her in bed, one male and the other female.

She squeezed her eyes shut, feeling a wet patch forming under her. She cried in relief, teasing her clit more as she felt her body go limp. She let out a content sigh, pulling her hands away from her crotch and her breast.

“Feel better?” Adagio asked, gazing at the bed.

“Much,” Cinch answered, rolling over on her back to look at the three. “It’s been too long since I’ve had that kind of relief. I think my first order of business when I become a student will be to find a boyfriend or girlfriend. The only question will be, which one to start with.”

“Why don't you sleep on it?” Adagio began to sing again, and the drowsy feeling from before washed over Cinch. Cinch muttered under her breath, unable to fight off sleep.

Cinch groaned, her face scrunching up as light shone in her face. She was in her bed, and appeared to be alone. She looked down at herself, greeted by her young form. She frowned, poking at her chest. Were they smaller?

She climbed out of bed, moving over to her mirror. Staring back at her was her thirteen year old self, ready for her first day of high school. “What?! Why did they take me back even further?!” She cried with a pout. She posed in the mirror for a few moments, doing what she could to try and make her diminutive form appealing. “Ugh, this is just fantastic,” she groaned, slumping over. “Now I’ve got to find a way to work with this. Hmm, maybe I can join the Swimming team? That’d be a good full-body workout.”

Casting her gaze around the room, she noticed that much of it had been altered to match her new age. Posters of various teen idols and pop stars hung on the walls. Curiously, there were new pictures, of her new self, along with her old self, seeming to be showing a second childhood.

“Did the sirens redecorate around here?” Cinch asked, scrunching up her face at the sight. “Or is this some other magic thing? Either way it’ll take some getting used to.”

She opened her dresser, finding her clothes had also been changed. Humiliatingly, that meant a drawer full of training bras. She grumbled as she put an outfit on her bed, picking what she deemed to be cute. A lavender colored blouse and a powder blue skirt. The bra and panties were both white. She went to the bathroom attached to her room to take a shower.

“This is just great,” she grumbled, washing the residue from the previous night off herself. “I’m stuck in a body that can’t attract any sexy guys or girls. What am I supposed to do as a thirteen year old?” she sighed, drinking in her body. “Gives me time to improve I guess...” She nodded and a determined look came over her face. “I won’t waste this opportunity, I’m not becoming that empty husk of a person again.”

Cinch took a deep breath as she entered Crystal Prep. She straightened out her skirt for what had to be the thousandth time that morning. She whipped her head around to see the other students piling in, hoping none of them recognized her. Her eyes widened, the Shadowbolts were heading straight for her! She panicked and whipped her head around frantically, looking for a way to get out of their line of sight.

“Where do you think you're going?” Cinch gulped, realizing she had backed into Sugar Coat.

“Um… I’m just looking for my locker,” Cinch replied, avoiding eye contact with the girls. She fiddled with her skirt again, bracing herself for the worst.

“No biggie, we’ll help find it in a 'cinch',” Lemon Zest gave her a small smile and wink.

Cinch’s eyes widened and she trembled before them.“Y-you know who I am?” she whispered, looking among the group.

“Relax.” Zest put an arm around her, pulling her close. “None of us are gonna hurt ya.”

“Then… what do you want with me?” Cinch asked, relaxing slightly and looking up at Zest.

“See we’re all trying to turn over a new leaf.” Zest patted her shoulder. “It'd be pretty hypocritical if we didn't let you try.”

“W-well if it’s any consolation, I’m sorry for what I did to all of you,” Cinch offered. “And I promise to become a better person than who I was before.”

“Good!” Zest slapped her back, pulling away. “Now come on. The Dean isn't that strict, but we still shouldn't be late.”

“Okay,” Cinch said with a small smile, rubbing the spot where Zest had hit her. “And thank you for giving me a chance.” Zest smiled, ushering her inside.