Slurps continually sounded as Adagio offered her blood to Tree Hugger, who by now had been almost nursed back to health. Aria sneered down on her, while Fluttershy sniffled, kneeling close by. “Now for the finishing touch,” mused Adagio who popped her fangs out to their full extension, prepared to apply the vampire's kiss on her dazed prey.

Aria scoffed. “You ever heard of a vegan vampire?! Besides, Tirek didn't say we could sire anyone!”

“Nor did he say we couldn't.” Adagio bit into Tree's neck, and she moaned and blushed, wiggling in her slender arms. The hollows of her protrusions pumped out the most potent mixture of her essence; it would leave her weak but would guarantee she'd be turned. The pair were lost and locked in absolute euphoria which numbed all else as the act took place.

“W-wow,” mumbled Sonata who heated up all over as she bore witness with the others.

A slurp sounded when Adagio withdrew, casting her head back, connected by strings of blood and saliva. “Good girl,” she whispered with a pair of pats on Hugger's cheek. “You'll be mine soon.”

None of them noticed the looming shadow closing in until it was too late. A furry, muscular body sailed through the air, swiping thick rows of claws. Aria screamed as nails raked the right side of her face, hot blood erupting from the wounds and temporarily blinding her as she shrieked.

Spike landed and immediately spun to face Adagio who was instantly on her bare feet, balking before the slobbering monstrosity. His eyes seemed to glow, his teeth bare with a hateful growl, and she screamed as he launched at her. Sonata threw her entire weight into his side, barely able to knock him aside even with her newfound vampiric strength.

“Aria,” called Adagio as she scooped the ring of keys on a wall hook and tossed them. “Start the van!” The pair of sisters broke into a mad dash outside, while Sonata trailed behind them, Spike nipping on her heels as she pushed herself through sheer adrenaline. The bead curtain rattled as they ran into the chunky mud while raindrops licked their bared skin.

Slipping a hidden pair of brass knuckles Aria often kept in her pigtails, she slid it on and smashed in the van's window to save time, practically ripping the door off its hinges once she unlocked it. She landed in the seat with a bounce, started the ignition, and grimaced at the peace signs spray-painted on the exterior visible from the rearview windows. “Hippie bullshit...”

With a screech she started to pull out, Adagio hopping onto the bumper and clinging to the back handles. She looked back at their youngest sister who slipped in the mud and landed facedown, still reaching for them as Spike bore down on her. “Sorry Sonata,” she said more to herself as a familiar scene played out. Once more she'd betrayed her to save her own skin.

The van tore ass for a couple miles onto the barren roads before it pulled to a stop. Luckily this area was elevated so while the asphalt was soaked it hadn't flooded. Aria opened the passenger door, and Adagio took her seat there. “That fucking dog,” said Aria who rubbed her face. It had healed up, drawing upon her own vampiric blood to do so, not only leaving her feeling weak, but rows of nasty scars were left behind. “He's ruined my perfect face! This is all your fault for disobeying me!”

Adagio smiled. “Even if that were true, do you believe Tirek will agree? He left you in charge, after all.” She'd simply throw her sisters under the bus for this latest blunder. Then maybe the master would realize she deserved to lead the Dazzlings anew! Of course the loss of Sonata weakened them, and she hadn't been able to succesfully turn Sunset as she'd wished. Perhaps Sunny would be more receptive? She doubted Pacific Glow would show any more potential than their runt of a sibling.

“Was that Spike? Seriously, what the fuck. This whole city's gone completely batshit. I should've backed up and ran the mongrel over,” cried Aria who slammed a fist onto the horn. She laughed at the idea of his stomach exploding under a tire like in those roadkill videos she used to watch online, him yelping as his guts splashed out and his broken form laid twitching.

“Too risky. We had to cut our losses. But there will be other opportunities...” At least she hoped so. Despite all the plans she was running about her head she couldn't help but worry about how Tirek might punish them. Even so they felt a certain compulsion to obey their sire, one her arrogance, Aria's spite, or Sonata's uncertainty couldn't quite overcome.

While back at the cottage Sonata spat dirt from her mouth and crawled naked on all fours, half-blinded as she cried. Once more her sisters had dumped her. She told herself it was entirely her fault. She couldn't meet their expectations. She hadn't wanted to do this anyhow, wanted to try a shot at a normal life with Sunset, but she'd felt a compulsion to go along with this nonsense.

Now she was alone again and wasn't certain there was anywhere left to turn. Yet despite all that she still wanted to live! Wanted to apologize to Shimmer even if she wouldn't forgive her! Paws padded closer and a silhouette enveloped her when Spike trailed up from behind. She froze up when he started to sniff her hind end, his cold, wet nose uncomfortably close.

His tongue circled her puckered, pink asshole's rim, then traced over an equally bright and tight slit of her labia, as if testing which hole he preferred to use. He wetted both in preparation with long, slow strokes, just in case. “I'm sorry! I'm sorry!” She kept repeating the words, warm urine trickling anew down her loins. Apparently vampires could still pee?

Not that she had much time to think on such things when he suddenly laid his muscular bulk atop her voluptuous curves. Something slimy fell upon her shapely buttocks. His hot breath and drool fell upon the back of her neck when his paws seized massive udders which swung like pendulums below her. He mounting her without ceremony, forcing her to take his veiny knot, which swelled upon entering her sex, locking in place as he claimed her. She shivered under his masculine, feral dominance.

Sirens were sexually submissive by nature, and she moaned low, spreading her legs wider and laying her cheek down upon her hands in order to fully stick her ass in the air. “I-I'll be your bitch! Just don't kill me! Pretty please?” He pulled ger ponytail with his teeth, and she moaned and pressed into his hips which began to mercilessly thrust into her with wet slaps, knowing that if she failed to sate him she'd likely end up in his belly. Not that she doubted her ability to please any man!

But just to be sure she threw her all into pleasuring him. She looked back at him with a lewd smile and sultry, half-lidded eyes as he savagely bred her like a mere animal in the puddle of mud. “I'm your bitch, Spike! Woof! Arf!” She panted rapidly and hung her tongue out in a silly manner, hoping that he'd want seconds after he blew his load inside her.

He simply took what he wanted from her, driven by pure, primative need. She whimpered with a full-faced blush under him, her buttocks jiggling as he continued to molest her swaying tips, kneading them harder as she arched her butt into him. Hazed-over eyes stared at the pale full moon. Of course. She tittered between low cooes, lost in a sea of shameless euphoria.

He raised his head and howled when he came, shooting layer-after-layer of his dense seed into her cunt, which in turn clenched around his girth when her body reflevively came with him, another quirk of the sirens whose bodies often climaxed when their partners came inside them, allowing their wombs to better suck in their mate's seed as their sticky cervices widened.

She slipped into a peaceful slumber once her vagina stopped quivering, sinking into the mud. He tugged his knot with a growl, still too swelled to free it from her womanly prison, so he reluctantly dragged her under a tree for shelter. He curled up with the bitch who'd offered him such release, curling his furred musculature up to her and closing his glowing eyes as he too slept...

Fluttershy knelt beside her half-asleep girlfriend. Gently she shook her. “T-Tree Hugger? Please, be okay...” She kept repeating similar words, tears falling on Tree's cheek. She took a quick glance over her shoulder at the trashed studio, knowing it wasn't nearly as important right now, but still saddened to see her friend's hard work so thoroughly ruined.

Sleepily Tree rose and stretched with a yawn, smacking her lips. “Hey, babe. Whoa.” She threw her arms around her, sobbing into her chest, and with a crooked smile she hugged her back and stroked her hair. “It's okay. I like feel totally fine.” She squeezed her. “Nah, that's not ture. I feel better than ever somehow, you know?” She stumbled to her feet.

“Tree, maybe you should rest.” Fluttershy furiously mass texted all her friends to return here, warning them about the sirens, and about Spike's strange new shape and behavior. “It will take some time but the others will head back here. It'll be okay.”

Tree Hugger inhaled sharply, and removed her top, her bared breasts spilling free. She kicked off her sandals, and slid down shorts she stepped out of, leaving herself denuded. An untamed forest covered her crotch. Her eyes were wide and wild; Shy had only seen her like this when she was really high. “Righteous! My senses are sharper than ever!”

“Take it easy. Please. For my sake,” urged Shy who squeezed her lover's arm.

Instantly Hugs started to undress her too, bulbous breasts barely contained by a bra spilling with a bounce and sway as her shirt was removed, but they too were soon unlatched from their prison, leaving buttermilk jugs with inverted, pastel pink nipples on display. “I-is this really the time-” She turned even rosier when her skirt was pulled down, followed by her paw print panties.

“Why hide what Mother Nature blessed with you with?” She ran her fingers through Shy's pink pubic hair, playfully pulling on the silky tufts. “Besides, we don't have to make love right now or anything, babe. I just want you to share the vibes I'm feeling.” She took her girlfriend by the hand, shivering as she led the pair of them out into the drizzle, which had started to die down.

Tree moved with an uncharacteristic boldness, giggling as she took Flutters by the hands and spun her, dancing naked in the drizzle. “I-it is wonderful to feel the wind and water on my skin,” admitted Shy. “Not to mention the soil under my feet!” She flexed her toes. They lost themselves in the moment, almost able to forget the horror show they'd endured a short time before.

The couple wandered over to the tree where Spike and Sonata were situated. “Oh my.” Shy's face burned hot at seeing the werewolf-like creature still locked within a slumbering Sonata's sex hole. He tensed his muscles and then relaxed, pulling his knot free with a pop, a mixture of his cum and her lubrication still connecting the pair as more oozed from her gaping, glistening flower. “S-Spike?” She froze up when he padded on all fours over. “Do you recognize us? We're your friends!”

She yelped in surprise when he suddenly buried his snout between her thighs, pressing it to her pubic mound. She tried to push him away as he sniffed her pussy, which had never been touched by anyone other than her girlfriend, before he pressed his tongue deep into her folds, determined to lick the moisture she was suddenly leaking clean. “S-stop!” She cried out with a whimper, continuing her futile push to unlodge him, her womanhood quaking as she came directly into his maw.

He sucked down spurt-after-spurt from her honeypot, which overflowed down his chin, relishing the taste, scent, and softness of her feminine folds. “B-bad dog!” She smacked him hard on the skull with a palm and he withdrew, strings of hot saliva and pussy juice falling away between them, as he continued to lick his chops to savor every last hot drop. She crumpled to her knees, udders rising and falling in rapid succession, unable to deny how well he'd managed to work her over in no time flat.

“You aint nothin' but a horndog,” said Hugs with a laugh when he proceeded to shove his snout into her sex this time. “W-wow,” she wheezed as he parted her labia with his muscle, her cunt already dripping from the show he'd put on with Flutters. Her swollen clit twitched, slimy and shiny in the moonlight, and he took her more roughly, sensing she'd been with at least a few men before. His paws cradled her wide buttocks as he proceeded to muzzle-fuck her senseless. “Gnarly-!”

She too gushed all over his face and down his gullet, her lubrication filling his mouth, which he greedily swallowed with a wag of his tail. Once he pulled away she landed on her bottom with a splash, huffing and leaning on Shy for support. “Th-that was something else, babe. Not as good as you of course,” she quickly added. “Just different, you know?”

“Y-yeah...but I don't understand any of this.” Fluttershy sighed and laid her head on Tree's shoulder. “Hopefully the others will be able to figure this all out.” She studied the unconscious Sonata and Spike who sat on his haunches with mixed feelings. Her attention turned to the full moon. After their run in with sirens-turned-vampires? Well, she'd almost believe anything!

The sisters pulled the van to a stop near the warehouse, made their way inside, and bowed low before Tirek who stroked his beard while he observed the pair. Sunny sat on the bed still naked as the day she was born, kicking her feet restlessly. “Go check on Pacific Glow. She's been in the toilet for quite a while.” Normally he paid little attention to the wench, but her constant disappearances lately had made him suspicious, and he reminded himself such carelessness had led to Sombra's downfall.

Sunny hopped up and yawned. “Alright.” She chewed on her lip, wishing she had a cigarette to ease her addiction, wandering down the dimly lit halls to find the other walking blood-bank. Yeah, that's pretty much all they were now, she decided.

Aria trembled despite her curled lip, almost too terrified to speak. “It's all her fault! She turned Tree Hugger without permission! I was supposed to be in charge, but she acted on her own and screwed everything up!”

“You were in charge,” repeated Adagio with a sly smile. “That means this is your responsibility.”

“I notice one of your number is missing,” he said evenly with wizened hands clasped behind his wiry back.

“Yes,” admitted Adagio. “But Sonata was practically a liability anyhow.”

“Nevertheless so far as I'm concerned this is equally on both of you.” The sisters paled and looked at each other. “Now, what would be an appropriate punishment? Perhaps I should leave you in a similar state to Sombra for a while...”

“N-no,” murmured Aria who stroked the scarred portion of her face.

“Fortunately for the pair of you, an old rival is on the move, and I require your services. Fail me this time and what happened to Sombra will seem a kindness.” He touched an area of the map where a strip club called 'The Hive' was located. “This is where she operates. I was content to leave her alone, but if the Queen wishes to continue her hunt, who am I to deny her?”

“We won't let you down,” the Dazzlings said as one. Circumstances once again forced them to work together. And while neither would admit it they both longed for company, despite all the bad blood between them. They rose.

The storm from his ritual had almost completely abated. He'd have to hold another ceremony to continue cloaking the city in darkness. But this was a simple prelude for what he had in mind. He hoped to unleash disasters of Biblical proportions, Hellfire and brimstone, until he held dominion over the charred ruins. Perhaps it was simply in his nature to dominate and destroy. He hardly questioned it. All he knew was that he took an indescribable saitsfaction from his malevolent acts.

Sunny checked various portions of the warehouse, until she eventually made her way towards the back, where they were usually forbidden to go. But unlike the fully sired vampires such as the sirens, blood-junkies like her that were barely touched by the darkness didn't feel the same compulsion to obey; it was mere addiction which tended to keep them in check. That oversight had allowed the scene she stumbled upon; Sombra suckled at Pacific Glow's teat which he held within his mouth.

He snapped free with saliva and blood connecting his lips to her tit as it bounced. The raver spun to face her. “P-please don't tell the others,” pleaded Glow. “He's like a father to me! I-I couldn't simply sit by and watch him suffer!”

“I feel no loyalty to any of them,” admitted Sunny with a shrug. Of course she hardly trusted Sombra either, but decided it best not to share her concerns with this lovesick waif. She jabbed a thumb behind her. “You better head back. Tirek's suspicious.”

“No! I mean, he's still so weak, and...” She sniffled and wiped her eyes with the back of an arm.

Sombra stuided them with crimson eyes. “Thanks to you, I'm now much stronger than I appear. Observe.” He strained and clenched his teeth, searing pain ripping through him, but the ropes that bound him started to pop, one-after-another, until they all fell away. He weakly rose to his burnt feet, every second a struggle that made him want to simply surrender to death.

No! He refused to be beaten! Refused such an undignified end! He wouldn't live in the shadow of his Equestrian counterpart forever! “Do you really believe Tirek will spare you, Sunny? He cares for naught but destruction. With me, you'll at least have a chance at survival. But you must decide quickly. I can only take so much from Pacific. Let me drink from you...” His eyes trailed over Sunny with open lust, drinking in the perfect copy of Sunset Shimmer, who he'd only taken while she was a well-preserved corpse. He'd copulated with her to aid in his tantric rituals, the sleeping beauty once trapped in a state between life-and-death.

“I dunno,” mumbled Sunny who had to admit he made her skin crawl. But she did want to see her friends again and he might be able to help them escape this mess. “Fuck it. I'll do it. I really don't have much more to lose.”

“Don't hurt her,” pleaded Pacific. “She's like a sister to me!”

“You needn't be concerned,” he assured them. “Just a small taste...” She arced her well-endowed bosom at him, and he latched on, a low moaning escaping her as he drank deeper than ever. There was no time for subtlety or holding back anymore. If they were discovered there wouldn't be a second chance. He milked her udder like she was a cow, squeezing more nectar down his throat. She went limp in his arms, which started to develop back their muscles, as he siphoned more-and-more of her.

By the time he finished she was limp and dazed. He wiped his lips with the back of his hand, almost looking human again, but it was still quite obvious he'd been horrifically burned. “Glow, help her.” She let Sunny lean on her for support as they made their way to the weakest section of the warehouse he could find. “Stand back,” he warned and punched a hole straight through the wall. He strained to rip away the sheets of metal, grunting and bleeding, until he'd exhausted his strength.

“I need...more blood...” He'd used up his reserves to pull off such a feat, thankful he'd ben able to pick up such tricks in a short amount of time. Of course now he was more vulnerable than ever. “Won't...last much longer...”

Sunny pointed her index finger at the tiretracks in the mud. “There's our ride out. Don't think Aria even bothered to remove the keys, she was in such a hurry.” She managed a weak laugh. “Lady Luck's on our side for now!” The spray-painted van's doors were unlocked, and the threesome piled in, with her taking the driver's seat while Glow tended to Sombra.

She pulled out of there long before Tirek and his minions realized they had fled. Without any clothes or indentification she dreaded being stopped, but hopefully the police were too busy rescuing people all over town, anyhow.

She looked back at Sombra nursing away at Pacific from the mirror and shook her head. Tree Hugger's van, huh? She hoped the silly hippie and all her other pals were safe. Where to head now, though? She casually drove without any real destination in mind.