It had been a while since those Dazzlings had begun spreading anger and hatred in their attempt to conquer the world.  Home as she might, their defeat didn't stop all sorts of magic chaos from entering Vinyl's life.  In fact it only seemed to be happening more often lately.  Between the Friendship Games and what happened at Camp Everfree, she began to wonder if it was ever going to end.  Sure a couple of the incidents allowed her to score some fun gigs and it wasn't all a waste but hopefully with some good luck, all the fear and terror she went through finally start to pay off.

Her headphones hadn't been able to completely silence the Dazzlings' voices at the Battle of the Bands so she was able to hear at least to some extent how beautiful and melodic their siren voices were.  Once they were defeated, she also heard how tone-deaf and horrible the voices were after those three gems broke.  Hearing the difference between the before and after it made Vinyl wonder.  If those gems could make that screeching sound good, what could it do to music that actually started pleasant sounding to begin with?  Deciding it was worth an experiment, after the Battle of the Bands wrapped up Vinyl sneaked over and helped herself to a couple of shards.  Since then when time allowed it, the girl began work on a custom needle for her record player that made use of those gems.  

Between school, life, the occasional magical destructive demon causing massive damage, and her normal parties Vinyl didn't have as much time to work on it as she would have liked.  But she was able to finally finish putting the needle together shortly before Gloriosa went nuts at Camp Everfree.  Now that she had some time alone (just in case the needle didn't work and the music sounded like crap) she waited until she had the house to herself, then installed the new needle and cartridge that she had built and began playing some music.

It didn't take Vinyl long to decide that this new needle was going to work beautifully.  Within seconds she realized that it was playing the record more clearly than any record player she had ever heard in her life.  In fact it was playing the music with more depth and clarity than any digital recording she had ever heard.  The girl was blown away by the sound, but that wasn't the only thing surprising about her new setup.  As the music played, a faint red, pulsing glow began emanating from the needle and as the music continued to play, the glowing grew brighter.

The DJ was overjoyed at the early success.  Not only did it sound awesome, but the gem was giving her music an awesome, kind of trippy, glowy effect!  She couldn't wait to let others hear this, they would love it!  They would love her for playing this music for them!  As that thought occurred to Vinyl, she felt a sudden cascade of pleasure rush throughout her body.  Normally she could feel the beat as the vibrations echoed off the garage walls, but this was somehow more intense and she felt the beat centered in places that she hadn't really had these sensations in before.

As Vinyl continued to think about the love and adoration that this music could garner her, Vinyl's eyes became more and more transfixed on the glowing, blinking light coming from her needle.  With each pulse of the music and with each blink of the light, the young woman felt stronger and stronger feelings of pleasure coursing throughout her young body.  Her breasts tingled, her vagina throbbed, her sphincter itched, and her mouth hung open as she salivated uncontrollably.

As she stared at the needle, Vinyl's eyes began to glow and blink as well.  Much slower than the needle at first but they began to blink faster with every passing moment  As the blinking of the needle and Vinyl's eyes both quickened, the pleasure Vinyl felt grew and within seconds she was breathing hard and her knees were no longer able to support the girl's weight.  Somehow she stayed upright, as if some supernatural force kept the girl standing.  Vinyl was glad since she needed to remain where she was so she could continue to watch the gem blinking.  It was more important than anything she had ever done in her life as it sent image after image of people shamelessly loving her.  Legions upon legions, throngs of people.  Faceless strangers and close friends and family in absolute adoration of their goddess DJ pledging their bodies and souls in servitude.  

Previously the girl had only experienced orgasms in her vagina, but this gem had expanded the boundaries of sexual pleasure to realms and body parts she never thought possible.  With each new image, Vinyl felt a new orgasm wash over her entire body.  Not just in her traditional erogenous zones either.  She felt orgasmic pleasure in her stomach, in her lungs, in her brain and in her heart.  It was as if her entire body was one big sexual organ fueled and stimulated by the devotion of those in her imagination.  

After several minutes of mind-melting, body altering pleasure the blinking lights on the record player and in Vinyl's eyes were synced.  As that finally happened a beam of light connected Vinyl's eyes with the gem and the young woman felt her priorities beginning to change and some of the most basic, core aspects to her personality beginning to change.  Her DJ job was no longer about the music, it was about becoming popular.  Being loved, adored, and worshiped like a being of absolute perfection was all she cared about.  She was also suddenly overwhelmed by lust.  She needed to fuck, to be fucked, to watch others fuck,

It wasn't enough though to have her followers say they loved her, they needed to prove it.  Images of her followers engaging in a never ending series of sexual debasement and debauchery just to prove how devoted they were flooded Vinyl's mind.  Every thought of control and devotion turned her on and despite the unmatched, previously impossible levels of pleasure she was receiving, it wasn't enough to match her arousal.  She somehow still felt too pent up.  She somehow needed more release.  Somehow without even realizing it, her right hand had found it's way into her honeypot while her left hand was violently molesting her left tit.  She needed to find a way to get more pleasure!

Finally Vinyl saw the entire world at her show.  In an enormous concert where every man and woman on earth were gathered and all were using their bodies as tools designed to win their mistress' approval.  As Vinyl realized that the true reason they did what they did was to earn her touch, to turn her on further, and to earn permission to pleasure the immeasurably amazing Vinyl Scratch, her pleasure reached her arousal and with an orgasmic scream that not even the loudest music could have completely drowned out, a blinding flash lit up the entire room.  At the same time, the force holding the girl up let her go and Vinyl dropped to her knees as she slumped the front of her body against her turntable, that being the only thing that held her up.

The girl didn't know how long she spent on her knees recovering, but she did remember that the first conscious thought she had was to wonder how she could have pussy lubricant on her cheeks and forehead.  She actually wondered at that for nearly a minute before she giggled, “Oh yeah.  Probably just sweat.”  Then again maybe sweat glands were just all billions of tiny little pussies waiting to be stimulated.  The thought gave her another round of arousal as she lightly fingered her arm, imagining all the micro-cunts crying for more attention.

She remained where she was on the floor and as she came down from her pleasure high began to feel the slight pain from her bruised breast and abused pussy.  The girl pulled her hand out of her panties and noticed the copious amounts of lube and blood on her fingers.  Apparently she had gotten worked up enough that she had mindlessly popped her own hymen.  The only thought she had about it though was how good it smelled and soon enough was reveling in how amazing the mixture of bodily fluids tasted.

It took her a while before Vinyl was able to recuperate enough to stand back up but when she did, the girl felt more proud and sure of herself than ever before.  She could feel the music still playing on her record player in a whole different way.  Somehow the music was no longer effecting her, somehow she was able to effect the music.  Somehow she knew she had command not only of the music, but those who listened to it. She could use the music to make people adore her.  Make them worship her.  Make them devout, mindless sex slaves willing to do anything simply to make Vinyl's cunnie wet and nipples hard.  She intended to take full advantage of that.  She NEEDED to take advantage of that.

With a smile she put her hands back into her underwear to scoop up more of her own delicious virgin blood and cum as she began plotting who should be the first to listen to some of her new music, who should have the honor of being her first converts...