Sunset Shimmer stalked down the streets while the sun started to rise. Near silence settled over the humble little town. She told herself it was a brand new day, that she would be prepared, whatever came her way. Her reflection cast in a store window gave her paused, and she stopped to study it, seeing a nude figure stare back.

That was odd. Maybe she was still thinking of Sunny? What kind of narcissist was she, rolling around in bed enthusiastically with her twin? Wasn't that more Trixie's style? She smiled for a moment, which turned into a frown, knowing she'd have to distance herself from another friend.

Then another pair of naked creatures surrounded her image, one a visage that resembled the devil she'd once transformed into, the other the angelic form she'd become at the Friendship Games. She stared transfixed, watching both seize her by the arms, pulling in opposite directions. And to her horror the demon seemed to be winning the contest for her soul.

But wasn't that natural? She was a monster, after all. She'd simply gotten lucky Sunny hadn't died. A siren didn't apologize for what it was. They were forces of nature, tempting and taking what they could. Did a storm apologize when it brought ruin in its wake? Her conscience wouldn't stop eating at her, the angel she'd tried to become refusing to lay down and die.

She almost didn't hear the pitter-patter of Trixie's stolen scooter pull up. Aria had spray-painted black-and-red (Because she was edgy like that) and covered it in stickers such as skulls, hazardous materials, and anarchy symbols. She stomped up. “Hey. Tonight's the big night. You'll have to prove your loyalty, remember? Adagio rarely gives second chances.”

“I know.” She placed a palm on the window pane. “I don't plan to let any of you down.”

Aria grabbed her arm and spun her to face her. “What's so damn great about Adagio, anyhow? What makes her better than me?” She was practically hissing and spitting, right up in Sunset's face. “Is it because she has a much better body?” She looked down at her lean frame, still well-shaped but also wiry muscles. “Is it the voice? Body language? Tell me!”

“Uh...maybe the attitude? Not that your force-of-will doesn't have its own charms, but-”

Aria seized her wrists and aggressively met her lips. Unlike the sultry seduction of Adagio and Sunny, the awkward eagerness of Twilight, the firm but gentle Flash, or the playful Sonata, this girl hungered in her forcefulness. She felt her tongue practically invade her throat, biting her lip so hard it almost drew blood.

She winced and tried to pull away, but the siren simply pressed harder, holding her hands against the wall and passionately kissing her for well over a minute before she withdrew. She wiped her lips on the back of an open-fingered glove. Her needy expression was almost like an eager child's. “How was that?”

“Not exactly romantic,” said Sunset who felt ambivalent about the exchange.

“Yeah, well I don't do romance. That's pussy shit.” That soft vulnerability she'd unintentionally revealed but swiftly swallowed up by the hard embittered shell she chose to wear. Adagio had psychologically abused her from a young age in attempt to ground out whatever spark of kindness was once in her. “Think about it. You and me. We could rule the Dazzlings! I know if you and I teamed up against Adagio, Sonata would quickly follow. She just wants someone to love and take care of her. To baby her. Think about it. Bad bitches like us could run riot on this shithole.”

“I...couldn't do that.” She turned her head away.

“Why? Because she fucks you better?” She drove a knee between Sunset's thighs, forcing them apart as she leaned in, her breath smelling a bit of cheap beer. “Because I'm plenty good in the sack, trust me. Think it over.”

Sunset shook her head. “That's the least of your problems. You murdered Sombra, remember? Maybe he had it coming, but that doesn't give you the right to just off him! And what about Inky Rose and Pacific Glow?”

“Who? Oh, his two 'whores'.” She rolled her eyes. “Who cares about those worthless sluts?”

“I do! They're my friends!” She pushed Aria off her. “You can't just steal, manipulate, and brute force your way through every problem in life! Sooner-or-later it will come back to bite you in the ass. Hard.” She headed off, and Aria tried to grab her arm, only for her to push it away. She heard a switchblade flick. “Don't be stupid. You'll never win me over that way.”

She left the middle siren fuming impotently, having to admit she felt sorry for her. Of course that sort of pity would only further piss Aria off. She was desperate to be taken seriously, but it was exactly how Adagio said; by rebelling against the world she'd like it dictate her life, defining and imprisoning her. She'd enslaved herself to serve as a contrast to a society she hated so much. Of course she had to direct all that pent up anger somewhere so everyone was a potential target.

Amidst the scuffle with Twilight and her sidekicks, the Dazzlings had decided to cut their losses, knowing a drawn-out fight wouldn't benefit them. Fortunately Moondancer could collect the photos for them and so there was no reason for them to stick around the office anymore. After tonight none of that would matter anyhow. They had returned to their shanty little hideout for the time being, to rest and prepare for the upcoming show. This time they wouldn't lose.

Unlike the obsession with cool that marked Aria's domain, or Sonata's overly cutesy abode, Adagio's place was lavishly decorated with whatever erotic art from paintings to small statues and busts she could collect. There were also a number of anatomically correct female mannequins she decorated with her sexier costumes, such as sheer lingerie and bondage gear.

“Aw, sweet little baby sister.” Adagio put on her baby-speak voice when she cupped a hand under her littlest sister's chin. “Has Aria been beating you up again?” Not that she particular cared about her physical or emotional pain, but she didn't want cuts and bruises drawing attention to them whenever they were at Canterlot Academy, and the old falling down the stairs or running into walls excuses would only work so many times, even coming from a complete airheaded dumbass like Sonata.

With a rapid bob of her head Sonata said, “She's a total meanie. Like always.” She laid her head on Adagio's bosom, snuggling up to her, seating her shapely posterior upon the eldest sister's lap. “At least Sunset stepped in and saved my cute little keister. I really like her. She's cool. Hey, once we take over, can I finally have a boyfriend?”

“Now, now, Sonata. You know the moment you offer a man your most sacred treasure he forever holds power over you. You'll be just another notch on his bedpost, the latest conquest before he grows bored and seeks out the next fresh moist hole to fill.” She booped her nose. “Tell you what. Once we've erased the will of everyone in town I'll have all those boys that are co close to our enemies run a train on you.” She cackled evilly at the idea. “Flash Sentry, Shining Armor, Big Mac, even that fool Zephyr Breeze. Or maybe...” She brushed Sonata's bangs. “You'd rather have the whole lot of them pound you at once?”

Sonata squealed giddily, imaging them fighting as they stuffed her in every hole they could find, while she jerked off the fourth wheel so hard he unloaded his spunk all over her quite generous titties. “Ooh, can I really?! Yay!” She bounced atop Adagio's knees, enthusiastically balling up her fists and closing her eyes as she beamed wide. “I can't wait!”

Sunset entered closely followed by Aria. “Welcome home,” said Adagio who lounged in her room. “Take a look.” She wave to a quartet of mannequins swathed in sexier versions of the outfits they'd worn at the battle of the bands. A matched outfit that was like a modified version of Sunset's attire made up the last one. “I had Sonata prepare them to my specifications. Not that it will matter much since we'll be taking them off anyhow.” Not to mention soon they'd be the only ones left with free will.

“Mmmm...saucy,” mused Sunset. “Like stripper costumes.” They were cut to barely cover their unmentionables, like fetishized lingerie, breasts bared with nipples that would only be covered by pasties, with a similar covering upon their snatches, their buttocks left bared to the world. “Somehow...” She flushed. “This seems even naughtier than if we went fully naked!”

“Better get comfortable in them,” said Adagio who wrapped her hands about Sunset's waist. “Because we'll be wearing them tonight. We'll announce the winners of the contest at Canterlot Academy and sing them the sweetest song imaginable.”

With the unbelievably riches the Equestrian Suicidal Girls offered the Canterlot Academy to host them, Celestia felt she had no choice but to accept the proposal, despite the repeatedly voiced doubts of Luna. It was decided that other important celebrities would be invited to attend the contest winners announcement, including Cadance and Shining Armor. All students and teachers were invited to attend but were forewarned that the pictures on display would be incredibly racy. Of course this only fired up curiosity, and made certain that every school attendee would be there, if simply to peek at all the female flesh in display.

Projectors were set up in the massive auditorium, and likewise the walls were covered with a projection screens, which would blow up the pictures to extreme proportions. Hundreds of seats were lined up in aisles. There was a stage complete with curtains and a stand with a microphone. Speakers and lights lined the uppermost areas. Posters of the nude modeling company were plastered all over, a minimalistic caricature of Inky Rose who served as the their face emblazoned with the logo.

Twlight and her friends, including Sunny, Tree Hugger, Flash Sentry, Trixie, Moondancer, Inky Rose, and Pacific Glow, were able to score seats in the front row, due to a little personal bias from Celestia. Of course the Principal knew they might have to call on their services if something went wrong tonight, and even Luna reluctantly agreed, despite her usual bias to obey the rules to the letter. The staff faculty was assembled with them, including teachers such as Cheerilee and Harshwinny.

Celestia took the mic, flanked by Luna, Cadance, and Shining Armor, who stood a few steps behind her. A spotlight fell upon her. “Testing, testing.” She smiled. “I always wanted to do that.” Luna rolled her eyes with a deepening frown, and Shining remained stone-faced and proper, while Cadance tittered with her. “Welcome, everyone. We're all so grateful you could make it. What you'll see tonight is the female anatomy fully on display, and while I don't remotely blame anyone who wishes to enjoy the eye candy, I ask you to be respectful and mature about it, if you please? Anyhow, I'm not much of one for elaborate speeches, and the mysterious owners of the Equestrian Suicidal Girls wish to make their own entrance, and so I'll hand this over to them!”

Claps and cheers erupted and she bowed before returning the mic and making her exit with the other staff members who filed off to the sides of the stage. The projectors started, and the walls at the sides were covered in photos of the various models, starting with those who received the fewest votes, and escalating towards the more popular sets. “Oohs,” and “Aahs,” sounded with each picture that flashed by for a few seconds; with all the entries there wasn't time to properly cover all the women.

The speakers sounded with a familiar voice. “And in third place...Twilight Sparkle and Moondancer,” called Sunset Shimmer's voice. “Both of you, please take the stage!” With some trepidation the pair did as instructed, bowing as spotlights fell upon them to more claps and cheers, pictures from their set with a library backdrop blown up all over the walls.

“And in second place...the Shadowbolts!” The group cheered and hurried to their places, laughing and hugging each other. They had posed in a school setting dressed in schoolgirl outfits each had customized to suit each of them.

“And now, drumroll please.” A canned drumroll sounded from the speakers with the press of a button, making the auditorium shake under the noise. “And the winner of the Equestrian Suicidal Girls contest is...the Rainbooms!”

Spotlights fell upon the models, including Sunny, who Sunset decided would be her stand-in. The money meant nothing to her anymore. This was the final kindness she could show her friends before she lost herself completely. They joined the others and bowed, standing hand-in-hand, including Tree Hugger since she'd chosen to fill in for the absent Twilight. Roars erupted and they received a standing ovation, the teachers joining in, until the deafening noise echoed throughout the interior.

“Pfft,” sputtered Trixie who crossed her arms as she turned to Lavender and Fuschia who were seated a couple rows back. “Rigged contest much?” But she smiled anyhow, knowing Sunset would send a large sum of money her way. “At least the eye candy is nice!” Trixie and the Illusions had ranked around the middle, earning a small consolation prize including a free year subscription to the website, and she studied their pictures wistfully, snacking on peanut butter crackers with an audible crunch.

“I think they've earned it,” mused Inky Rose. “You did an amazing job, Flash.”

“Thanks! It's all down to the inspiration from all those lovely models,” he admitted. But even he was surprised how well the photos had turned out once he saw them projected larger-than-life. His eyes lingered on Twilight and Sunny. “I can't wait to take everyone out to celebrate. We can get food and drinks, maybe go to that karaoke bar Pinkie loves so much?”

“That sounds like a ton of fun,” said Pacific Glow who practically chirped the words.

“And now if all the contestants would kindly clear the stage...” At Sunset's announced request the models took one last bow and exited back to their seats. “It's time the current owners of the Equestrian Suicidal Girls made their debut! Welcome...” The drumroll sounded again, the auditorium dimmed, and four spotlights fell on the stage. “The Dazzlings!”

Celestia and Luna looked to one-another, and likewise Cadance turned to Shining Armor, wondering what it could all mean. The Dazzlings had only been allowed to attend Canterlot Academy in the hopes they could eventually be reformed, underestimated by most ever since they lost their powers, and often kept under careful watch while they were there by Luna.

Music sounded from the speakers that drowned out all noise. “Now,” called Flash Sentry giving the signal to Celestia with a wave of his hand, and she signaled back to her students, having prepared ahead of time for this potential situation. With help from her closest associates they had passed out specially created earbuds that Twilight Sparkle had whipped up, altering the resonance of the siren's song in the hopes it would cancel their ability to control them. Of course it wouldn't cancel their physical allure, bolstered by the amulets made from the crushed geodes, but they hoped it would be enough to resist them. The students and teachers put the buds into place like instructed, thinking it was all done in order to enhance the act.

Adagio, Aria, Sonata, and Sunset Shimmer sauntered out onto the stage, dressed in the racy attire they'd prepared, the spotlights following them. They had already placed a number of people under their control behind-the-scenes, including a number of workmen in case anyone tried to cut the power to the sound and lights. “Welcome to the show,” they sang in harmony. “We're here to let you know.” They danced as one, arms raised as they wiggled their hips and breasts slowly. “Our time is now.” All eyes were upon them, their defenses dwindling despite their preparations. “Your time is running out.”

Their amulets started to glow in unison as they drew upon Equestrian magic. They started to slink from their costumes, one piece at a time, even the strongest willed unable to look away for long, not that most of them remotely wished to. “Feel the wave of sound.” They disrobed completely save for their pasties. “As it crashes down.” They plucked the coverings from their nipples which were fully erect in the cool air. “You can't turn away.” They removed the last strip of covering from their crotches and stood completely bare save for the necklaces and bits of flair such as the binds that held their hair in place. “We'll make you want to stay.” They stepped from the stage, moving towards the crowd to make physical contact and seal the mind control spell.

“We will be adored.” Adagio took the lead, brushing a fingertip over Flash who attempted to use his heavy camera as a makeshift weapon, only to freeze and practically melt once she made contact. “Tell us that you want us.” Trixie couldn't help but nod when Aria stroked her cheek. “We won't be ignored.” Sonata ran a hand up Pinkie's thigh which caused her to shudder uncontrollably with a flush. “It's time for our reward.” Sunset cupped Twilight's cheeks, staring into her eyes.

“Now you need us. Come and heed us. Nothing can stop us now.” For a moment they were all enraptured before the sirens, and every man and woman in attendance disrobed in accordance with Adagio's will, a maniacal smile painting her lips as she reduced everyone in attendance to her puppets. They all stood stark naked, awaiting their next command.

All it took was a brief second, but Sunset could sense this was terribly wrong, despite the hold the Dazzlings put over her, and that moment of indecision enabled several in the audience to partially break free of their hypnotic spell. Flash shook his head, only to end up immediately muddled. Trixie reached for her fanny pack, hoping to seize another smoke bomb, but merely ended up dizzy as a result. Likewise Applejack reached for her lasso, the forgot what she was attempting to do.

Twilight tightened a fist around her geode, which she wore around her neck, and drew upon its power, attempting to telekinetically draw the amulets from the Dazzlings. But the precious stone simply hummed and sputtered out, finding herself entranced by the touch of her crush, who somehow appeared lovelier than ever. All the betrayals and the rage she felt were completely forgotten. She loved Sunset Shimmer. Adored her. She would do almost anything in order to be with her!

However Tree Hugger and Fluttershy weren't so easily entranced. Their meditation sessions had cleared their chakras, and honed their spirits which were cleared of impurities, holding hands and humming as they tuned out the siren call. Maybe they weren't the strongest in a fight, but they had proven their worth many times over, and they linked hands with those nearest to them, Rainbow Dash and Rarity respectively, waking them up from the spell. Soon the friends all stood hand-in-hand, and extended that to the students, doing whatever they could to break free of the Dazzlings' supernatural influence.

Sunny stared at her counterpart. “Sunset! This isn't like you! Remember who you are! All these wonderful friends who love you!” She gazed back, her words stumbling as she tried to sing with her sisters, salty tears dribbling down her cheeks.

Her friends joined in, telling her how much they loved her, that they forgave her, and she burst into sobs, unable to withstand the outpour of affection and sympathy directed her way. It was a reminder of all her mistakes, failures, guilt, and shame, and she clamped her hands over her ears, sinking to a crouching position like she would curl into a ball and shut out the world.

Sonata broke formation and rushed to her side. “Sister! Don't listen to them! You're one of us now!”

“You idiot,” called Aria who felt their hold rapidly weakening. “Get back here!”

Adagio cursed as her plans started to crumble around her. Would the Dazzlings be so easily defeated again? No, she wouldn't accept that! She had to break the circle somehow! She ran up to Sunset, squeezing her shoulders. “My sweet Sunset,” she whispered seductively into her ear. “Come. I can sense the devil within. Let. The. Darkness. Free.”

A crimson cloud rose from the squatting Sunset, like a demonic aura emanating from her, taking shape into a nude devil that resembled the one she'd once transmuted into. The creature towered over the crowds with a bestial roar. Adagio cackled. “Yes! Let them see the real you! Our sister who's worthy to stand by the Dazzlings as the fourth siren!”

“No,” called Twilight who stepped forward. “That's a perversion of the real Sunset! The one we love!” She called out to Sunset with her own will projected in her direction, as did her friends, and this time a golden radiance illuminated Sunset, until a naked version of her angelic self arose to meet the devil. Light and darkness immediately beset each other and clashed above the onlookers.

“They're...so beautiful,” whispered Sunny. “Just like the real Sunset Shimmer.”

“This is wild,” breathed Pacific Glow with saucer-like eyes. “Sombra always wanted to summon the devil!”

“But there's an angel too,” noted Inky Rose who tightened her grip on Pacific's hand.

“Nobody panic,” called Luna as she and the other faculty attempted to maintain order, the hypnotic spell the Dazzlings had everyone under rapidly weakening. Realizing everyone was inexplicably naked, almost every last male in attendance popped rather awkward boners, while the women either screamed and covered themselves, ducked to recover their clothes piled around them, shrugged it off, or in some cases went with the flow of tonight's exhibition and posed for the lusty onlookers.

Aria hissed, watching the angel start to choke the devil. “We're losing!”

“Come on Sunset,” called Sonata. “Don't you want to stay with your sisters?!”

Rainbow Dash shoved her away. “Sorry, but she doesn't need toxic 'friends' like you bunch!”

“Damn it.” Adagio wondered if she'd acted too hastily? They hadn't had much time to experiment with the geodes, let alone absorb much of their power, and despite their constant mind games they were losing Sunset. She bristled and clenched her teeth as it started to fall apart. “No! I've worked too hard and sacrificed too much to lose now! We'd better-”

Aria stared down Sunny with narrowed eyes and bared teeth. “This is all her fault! She stole her away! She should've stayed dead! But first let's deal with that traitor!” Adagio called for her to stop, but she didn't listen, swiping the switchblade she kept hidden in even the scantiest costume in one fluid motion, breaking into a wild sprint, and screaming as she charged at Sunset with the blade held out with both hands. She felt the blade sink into flesh and a warm spray of blood shower her face and torso.

A whine sounded from Sunny who'd pushed her twin out of the way, twisting as she took a blade meant for her in the gut. She paled and sunk into Sunset's arms, holding onto the hilt even as Aria tried to yank it free. “Fuck it,” yelled Aria who let the weapon go. “I don't need any of you! From now on, I'm a solo act!” Several students parted when she ran from the auditorium.

Security guards ran towards the remaining sirens, a number already chasing after Aria who'd slipped through a fire exit, and Adagio realized they had utterly lost. “Sorry Sonata,” she said and actually meant it for once, shoving her sister into the advancing patrol as she made her own escape. But she was infinitely valuable than some bimbo, no matter how cute she was.

Sonata squirmed helplessly between the men who held her. “Adagio?! S-sister! Don't leave me!” Her lips quivered as she blubbered like a baby. “I...I just wanted another sister...” She went limp, shaking and sobbing, snot dripping from her nostrils.

With one last squeeze the angel overcame the devil, the latter evaporating into a red miss with a banshee-like wail, vanquished back to the darkness from whence it came. The angelic figure too broke apart into brilliant illumination, before it flowed back into Sunset Shimmer, returning to her the empathy the Dazzlings had attempted to erase. But she hardly notice. She held Sunny in her arms, her counterpart laid out upon the floor, eyes lidded as she nearly lost consciousness repeatedly.

Sunset pressed her hands to the wound where the knife still lay buried, using her discarded shirt to help stop the bleeding. “Don't die,” she demanded with water eyes and grit teeth. “I already lost you once! I won't let that happen again!”

“Heh,” chuckled Sunny weakly as she stared up at her. “Least this time...not your fault...” She coughed up blood.

Sunset's hot tears fell on her face. “Don't talk! It should've been me! You shouldn't have-”

“Always...loser...anyway. Would've just...wasted life.” She laughed some more, only to choke up more blood. “Would've liked to...visit that pony world with you. Go on...adventures. Sounds like...fun...” Hollow eyes stared at nothing in particular as her body went limp. By this time Nurse Redheart had rushed up with a medical kit, but Sunset slowly shook her head.

She continued to hold her twin, even after Redheart laid a blanket she'd planned to place under her patient over the body, which now looked peacefully asleep. She closed her eyes, and a wave of light spread from her, washing out across the auditorium, shattering the amulet upon Sonata's neck and reducing the stone back to piles of colorful dust. It continued to spread outside, no doubt shattering Aria's and Adagio's too, the raw components very slowly starting to regrow the geodes they formerly were.

Her spirit felt purified once she reclaimed her true self. However she felt emptier than ever. Thankfully her friends surrounded her. They'd be there no matter what happened. They'd make certain she overcame her grief. She forced a tired smile.

Aria reached into one of her pigtails and withdrew the backup weapon she'd hidden in case of an emergency, a pair of brass knuckles, which she slid into her fist while still running down the halls towards the school's exit. She spotted a fire ax under glass, punched the case, and with a satisfying shatter and fiery pain that lanced through her bloodied hand, she extracted her new weapon, almost daring the pursuing security guards to catch up. She kicked the doors open and escaped outside.

Unfortunately she didn't make it far from the college grounds before cop cars pulled up and blocked every escape route. A policeman called from a megaphone, “Drop your weapon and lie down on the ground! Immediately!”

For a moment she drifted back to better times with her sisters, like when they'd commissioned a local confectionery to custom make them a vanilla popsicle shaped like a life-sized horse phallus, the three of them giving it a blowjob in public to tease or offend the onlookers, the melting white cream dripping from Adagio's lips when she sucked on the flared tip, while Aria and Sonata had slowly licked up-and-down its dense sides, their eyes half-lidded and their faces flushed.

But the smile disappeared from her face once cruel reality snapped her from that reverie. If only Sunset had accepted her. If only she could have ruled the Dazzlings like she deserved. If only. She cursed the entire universe for her constant pain. At least Adagio would hopefully pay for all the abuses she'd forced her to endure over a hellish lifetime.

No matter where she turned someone blocked her. She was a trapped rat. Like a lone desperado in one of those action movies she loved so much where it was one person versus the whole world. Time for that suicide run she always dreamed of.

“Fuck it,” said Aria who hefted the axe in both hands, running at them naked and soaked in blood across her face and torso, looking like a madwoman as she shrilly screamed. She barely heard the second warning. Almost didn't feel the bullet that suddenly ripped into her. She tumbled and rolled to a stop, staring uncomprehending past her shattered amulet, to the hole punched into her stomach. She laughed until she started to cry, bleeding out rapidly as they advanced her way.

She'd always wanted a badass death. Something that would go down in the history books. But it wasn't as romantic as she'd always imagined. She suddenly felt rather empty and wished her sisters were here, whimpering as she blacked out forever...

Adagio was the last Dazzling standing. Just like she always knew it would be should it all go horribly wrong. Oh well. She'd simply have to start over. Thankfully Aria had served as the distraction she needed to slip away, and though she regretted her sister's untimely death, she knew Aria would have burned out eventually. Too bad she'd never understand her reasoning. She'd been overly harsh on Aria to temper that steel. It would've been far crueler to show her kindness and stifle her potential. She'd made her tough to survive a world that didn't care about the sirens. Just like back in Equestria.

Her race were all female by nature. Many of them had forcefully been taken as wives by stallions before the Princesses had come to power, cruelly abused by their husbands despite (Or maybe because of) their kind and submissive demeanor, many of her species either retreating into the deepest depths of the ocean or committing suicide rather than endure more brutality. A distraught Adagio had approached Celestia and Luna to form an alliance, warning them males couldn't be trusted and had to be controlled, but they had rejected her plan. Bitterly she'd worked to find another way, learning to harness her natural seductive magic which she'd taught to Aria and Sonata, until they were an unstoppable force of nature that would never be enslaved.

For all she knew she and Sonata were now the last of their kind. Certainly they'd never heard about nor encountered others like them ever since those dark times. Where was the justice for the sirens? Were they not entitled to their vengeance? Why couldn't Celestia and Luna understand men needed to be tamed for everyone's own good, including their own?

She huffed and kept running, ducking into a rather thin alley, leaning on a wall as she paused to rest. A thin layer of perspiration soaked her bare physique and matted her poofy curls. She almost started crying, then bitterly steeled herself, reminded that she needed to remain strong at all times. A shadow crept her way, cast over the graffiti-strewn brickwork. She turned the other way, only to see the other exit blocked by a similar silhouette, the pair closing in on her from both directions.

“What have we here, dear brother? Why, a lone maiden that appears to have lost her clothes!” Flim strutted slowly towards her, a bulge in his pants. “Aria tipped us off about tonight's event, just in case it went wrong. She helped us make a getaway when you tried to ship us off to jail. She wanted us to tell you this is payback for that little incident with Sombra.”

Flam closed in from the opposite direction. “What did she say? Oh yeah. Fuck my sister over.”

“Hard,” added his twin with a smirk. “Usually this isn't our style, but you stole all our assets out from under us, and nearly shipped us off to prison for life. Maybe we'll be even after we keep you chained up in our secret treasure room under our house!” The pair unzipped their pants, letting their manhoods flop free from their briefs.

“Oh God,” murmured Adagio who doubted she could take the pair in a physical confrontation. She broke into a sudden run, tackling Flim with a shoulder in attempt to knock him out of the way, but he seized her with a grunt, holding her in place as she wiggled, kicked, spat, bit, and clawed with her nails, screaming in a mixture of animalistic rage and terror. “You bastards!”

Flam grabbed her wrists from behind and wrenched them, while Flim took her legs, lifting her shapely thighs and wrapping them about him. She glared hateful daggers at him. She was screwed. Literally. “Shall we, dear brother?”

“We shall!” They forced themselves into her from both sides, pinning her in place with grunts as she groaned, starting slow as Flim drove into her moist love tunnel, while Flam impaled her impossibly warm and tight backdoor, able to feel one-another's cocks through the thin layers of flesh as they pistoned into her in an easy rhythm that slowly picked up speed. They pulled her voluminous hair, bouncing her atop them. “What did Luna once say? The fun has been doubled?”

“What do you know? She's practically a virgin back here! Why, I do believe I've ever felt anything tighter before!” He smacked her ass a couple of times, jiggling the ample cushions while he hilted himself.

Worse still was that while she was mentally desperate to escape her predicament, her flesh instinctively submitted to their dominance. She cursed her siren nature which rendered them passive slaves to their libidos. It's the same reason Aria had become a limp puppet in Sombra's domineering arms. Why she'd always warned Sonata away from men and didn't allow her sisters to take boyfriends. Every part of her conscious thought was screaming no, yet her limbs wrapped possessively about Flim, thanking him for the impossibly amazing pleasure his cock was providing, filling her completely.

She hadn't taken a dick ever since the siren race had fallen, fearing she would end up like so many of them. Likewise she moaned whorishly as she leaned back and passionately kissed Flam, showing her gratitude for his increasingly violent dicking as her asshole clenched around him. They came as one, splashing her entrances with hot sticky loads, and she contracted harder around the pair, who released her momentarily, simply to switch holes as they'd taken aphrodisiacs in preparation so they could last for hours on end. Of course a siren could never wholly be satisfied no matter how hard and often she was fucked senseless.

She blushed bright, sleepy-eyed with sheer bliss, whimpering as they made her a slave to their cocks. They weren't even remotely her type and yet she couldn't resist them. Her heavy, sweaty breasts bounced up-and-down with slaps, hating herself as her mind dulled with orgasmic pleasure, repeatedly squirting all over the pair as her eyes rolled into her head.

They'd lock her away in a hidden chamber deep below their abode, returning only to make certain she was fed, bathed, and ready to satisfy their needs. But she was cunning and resourceful. She'd find a way to escape eventually...wouldn't she?

Author's Notes:

The finale finally arrives, with an epilogue to come, closing this tale up!