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Mistress (Or: Adagio’s Big Comeback) (Ongoing)

By SizeOfMT
Created: 22nd November 2021 03:44:50 AM
2nd December 2021 03:48:18 AM

  1. >there were a few nuggets of wisdom on which you’ve been raised
  2. >always wash behind your ears
  3. >always look both ways before crossing the street
  4. >and don’t go looking for women in seedy bars with plans for long term relationships
  5. >… one out of three isn’t bad
  6. >you *had* showered today in preparation, possibly for the last time as you realise this is it; all of nothing, everything you own is on your person
  7. >you stand before a place your normally not be caught dead within, holding a piece of paper like a court summons before facing the music
  8. >which is appropriate, because you’re looking for a singer
  9. >you hold a concert poster from a show you didn’t attend that took place a couple of years ago, a Starswirled concert
  10. >three very attractive girls, smiling, winking and making suggestive poses at the world beyond the worn page
  11. >The Dazzlings
  12. >to the average guy, they were a talented trio that fell short of success, got accused of lip-syncing and using copious amounts of auto-tune
  13. >you knew the truth, that they were defeated in some truly unusual circumstances in a battle of the bands well beyond the norm
  14. >then ‘creative differences’ and other official excuses depleted their gigs
  15. >now, they were splintered and forgotten
  16. >you’d heard of a wash-out singer trading barbs with people in this part of town and, sure enough, you’d seen her a few hours ago, entering this dump called the ‘Always Raining’ bar
  17. >a thick mane of orange and blonde highlighted hair, the swaggering, hip swaying walk, the cruel but alluring raspberry coloured eyes of one Adagio Dazzle
  18. >she was perfect for your plans
  19. >you aren’t a creep, though, you swear!
  20. >it’s a mutually beneficial offer, and only a handful of young adults were suitable
  21. >most were too risky
  22. >as in too virtuous and likely to turn you down, but also ruin your plans and draw attention to yourself
  23. >others just fell off the grid, namely Adagio’s old band mates
  24. >it was Adagio or bust; you’d spent your last funds on this shot
  25. >so here you were, as you jaywalked across the street
  26. >you pocket the poster, and you enter the bar
  27. >dives like this respond the way you expect
  28. >wary glances and grading you like a piece of meat
  29. >especially a burly guy sitting by the door who glares at you over his magazine
  30. >all these eyes on you, except the one person of whom you wanted attention
  31. >Adagio Dazzle sat at the bar, resting her head in one hand and staring at her phone held in the other, a number of empty glasses standing to attention but empty inside in front of her
  32. >you feel like she’s used to empty, drained vessels gathering around her…
  33. >you approach the barman, buy a beer and ‘whatever she’s been drinking’
  34. >a cocktail apparently called a ‘siren’s sorrow’, which contains at least six shots of various types of alcohol
  35. >you step up to Adagio Dazzle, place the glass beside her, and sit one stool away
  36.  
  37. >”Not interested,” she snaps, but pulls the glass in front of her, “get lost.”
  38. >you say she doesn’t know what you want yet
  39. >she downs the drink in one go, turns her head to you with a massive sway of her thick hair, and gives you a bone chilling stare, then looks you over
  40. >Adagio’s booze reddened face doesn’t diminish the razor sharp focus, but clearly stops her from hiding her obvious contempt
  41. >she scoffs and returns to her phone, but says, “if you’re after an autograph, you can’t have mine, but you can have Street Tough’s if you want.”
  42. >you feel a presence behind you, and the stained bar mirror reveals the guy by the door standing behind you;
  43. >you keep your cool, asking why she thinks you’re after her autograph
  44. >”The old poster sticking out of your pants.” She sneers and flicks you a glare. “I hope that’s the only thing sticking up down there, or I’ll once again direct you to my friend, Street Tough.”
  45. >you don’t have to look, you can hear the cracking of his knuckles
  46. >”Either that or you’re a stalker, in which case I’m also prepared”
  47. >she places a robust looking taser on the bar, and depresses the button with a short, sharp crackle
  48. >you decide to pick up the pace before you lose some teeth or get electrocuted
  49. >so you tell her you’re here for her help
  50. >in tapping into equestrian magic
  51. >her eyes go wide
  52. >she hisses, ”get out.”
  53. >a gnarled fist grabs your shoulder
  54. >you whip out your phone, a hacked and heavily customised device, and activate a special app
  55. >you’re able to place it on the bar as you get thrown to the ground to the cheers of the drunken customers
  56. >you’re barely able to get to your knees when Mr. Tough picks you clean off the floor and starts hauling you towards the door
  57. >”Wait!”
  58. >Adagio’s holding your phone, her eyes enthralled at it as it works it’s magic
  59. >literally; a faint pulse of glowing light washes over the former singer, and she gasps in shock as her eyes flash red
  60. >Mr. Tough asks, ”boss? You alright?”
  61. >the vaguest hint of a smile crosses her pretty lips, but she scowls as she looks at you
  62. >”How? How have you made a phone project magic? Just who the hell are you!?”
  63. >you tell her, still cradled in Street Tough’s arms, that your name is Radian Wave
  64. >you’re a scientist
  65. >and you can give Adagio her powers back
  66.  
  67. a few drinks, sceptical stares and an hour later…
  68. >Adagio purses her lips and seems to mull everything over
  69. >”So let me get this straight: You’re going to use me as a, what, a radio antenna for magic…?”
  70. >you call that a radical simplification, but yes
  71. >”… because there’s a permanent leak of magic from Equestria thanks to when that Twilight Sparkle from this world got corrupted, and that only people native to Equestria can be tuned in to it?”
  72. >you nod and say Adagio’s one of the best candidates, since she had her powers removed, so her ability to detect the magic will be that much greater than someone still routinely in touch with it, since she knows how it feels but should be sensitive to any deviance
  73. >”… and that using me this way, you’ll gain the ability to generate clean electricity from seemingly nothing, and I’ll get my powers back?”
  74. >you say having the perfect frequency of the magic will give her a direct link to the equestrian wavelength without needing any magic gems or trickery, and you know how to convert even a tiny trace of that power into electricity; your phone literally never needs charging, and that’s an extremely crude example
  75. >and to summarise again: you’ll be rich beyond your wildest dreams, she gets what’s rightfully hers, and you’re more than willing to split your inevitable fortune too
  76. >Adagio thinks a bit more, then squints at you. “And exactly what do you need for this scheme besides my sensitivity?”
  77. >you need cash, since modifying your phone to receive, convert and broadcast even that pitiful amount of magic cost you everything thanks to several failures, but you needed a way to prove it could be done
  78. >and the final piece is a partnership; her powers and cash, your knowledge
  79. >Adagio laughs, dryly. “Right, because I’m *clearly* flush with cash right now. I sank everything I had left over when The Dazzlings broke up into this place with the intent of turning it into a fancier place to drain idiots of their money. You know, a cocktail bar, maybe even some pretentious jazz club or something. Whatever I could use to squeeze out of the most from the biggest snobs by giving them the cheapest drinks, but I didn’t have enough and now I’m just barely breaking even. I’ve messed up every single one of my plans, and I’ll never stop paying the price.”
  80. >she sighs heavily and stands up. “We’re done. Get out of here. I’d get Street Tough to throw you out just for getting my hopes up, but I’m just too depressed for the effort.”
  81.  
  82. >you didn’t come this far to get blown off now
  83. >you grab her shoulder, ignoring the murderous stare from Mr. Tough as he slowly stands, and her other hand grabs her taser
  84. >screw it; you might as well spend the night in the hospital if you can’t convince her, right here, right now
  85. >you tell her you’ve literally got nothing to lose, and she’s hot on your heels; a slow death, as one misstep means her ‘breaking even’ becomes a downward spiral into bankruptcy
  86. >and that she’s only got to trust you to become a siren again
  87. >someone powerful, a goddess among men, with the world at her feet and people falling over themselves to the name Adagio Dazzle
  88. >and all she can whine about is screwing up and paying the price?
  89. >she’s a siren, damnit!
  90. >she shakes off your hand, but remains where she is
  91. >after a silent moment, she looks over her shoulder at you
  92. >”You know what I am, yet you want me to get my powers back? Why?”
  93. >you could say you’ve crushed on her for years, as a silent nobody in school who felt weak at the knees at her confidence and power
  94. >or as a fan of her group, where you let yourself get washed away in her voice and magic
  95. >or that the things you’ve seen have fractured your mind to the point you’re certain this world is a weak duplicate of where the equestrian frequency comes from, and you secretly want to go there with her
  96. >but you simply say that everyone needs another chance to Dazzle, and you’re both well overdue
  97. >you’ll either both go out with a bang or rocket into the stratosphere
  98. >”You’re crazy!”
  99. >you belt out a full mad-scientist laugh, which makes Adagio take a step back
  100. >and say yes, yes you are!
  101. >you’re certifiable!
  102. >but not as crazy as letting a goddess live out her days worrying about crap like ‘breaking even.’
  103. >she steps back again and her jaw goes slack
  104. >”What did you call me?”
  105. >she heard you! A goddess!
  106. >a laugh rises through the patrons
  107. >insults mumbled and jeers, several uses of the word ‘simp’
  108. >Adagio stares at you for a few seconds, then at the floor, thinking deeply
  109. >then she grins an evil grin, grabs an empty glass and hurls it at one of the laughing patrons, the shattering glass a crescendo into silence
  110. >”Everyone get the hell out of my bar! We’re closed! Forever!”
  111. >she points to the barman and Mr. Tough, and says, “sell and liquidise everything, take your severance and don’t come back.”
  112. >she spins and grabs you, one handed, by the collar and pulls you close enough to get a strong waft of alcohol on her breath
  113. >”I’m going to give you what you want, but I’m going to watch everything you do. The ball’s in your court, Radian Wave. And if you fail?”
  114. >she jabs you in the crotch with her taser, mercifully she doesn’t turn it on
  115. >”I’ll fry yours instead! So let’s both hope you’re as clever as you say you are.”
  116.  
  117. >so you and Adagio Dazzle start a partnership and shack up in her self-described crappy apartment
  118. >besides basic living costs, you’ve soon got the cash to buy and order all the parts for your Equestria magic receiver, converter and transmitter and another, portable device that should help with any field work
  119. >but not much else, and you effectively have a two week deadline
  120. >in the meantime, you convince Adagio to let you fine tune the frequency with your phone as you broadcast the energy at her
  121. >she shivers and makes a face. ”No, it’s getting weaker.”
  122. >you tweak it the other way
  123. >Adagio moans and her eyes cross a little as she blushes
  124. >”The hell was that? I swear, if that was on purpose…”
  125. >right direction… wrong amplitude?
  126. >another tweak
  127. >”Ooh…” Adagio gives a dark smile
  128. >pointed, horse-like ears poke through her hair
  129. >then, her eyes glow red
  130. >but then your phone crashes and reboots, and Adagio returns to normal
  131. >”Tsk… damn it. I’m guessing that’s all you can do for now?”
  132. >you could probably spike the broadcasting signal with some adjustments, but it would probably melt the phone
  133. >or explode, violently
  134. >and you kinda need it to dial in all the components you have in order for tomorrow’s big build
  135. >Adagio shrugs, then yawns and leans back on her threadbare couch
  136. >since you’re not under imminent threat of Mr. Tough or under the watchful glare of her former bar’s patrons, you can’t help but look at your business partner as she stares at the ceiling, lost in her ennui
  137. >the 5’5, indulgently curvy woman is staggeringly beautiful
  138. >and even here, out of public view, she exudes power
  139. >but it’s so subdued and flat compared to how she used to be back in high school
  140. >she’s just so defeated, she’s blending into the world around her
  141. >just like you did during high school, you realise
  142. >you were a silent onlooker in the background while girls like Sunset Shimmer ruled the school
  143. >then, she changed when you first noticed signs of the signal
  144. >Sunset turned herself around and became a lot nicer, and that’s when Adagio and her band mates made waves
  145. >and there was no two ways about it; she was the hottest thing you’d ever seen
  146. >but, again, the signal peaked, and things changed after a particular battle of the bands, which took the Dazzlings down and out
  147. >and you happened across some phone footage not long after
  148. >another student from another academy, Twilight Sparkle, transformed into a winged demon, ripping portals to another world that just bled with magic,
  149. >and you took every reading you could with your crude, makeshift devices at that time, despite not being present
  150. >but as you left school and entered college, this event calmed and faded again
  151. >yet you were determined to harness that power, prove you aren’t crazy, and make a fortune
  152. >and maybe it would give you a way to impress Adagio as well
  153.  
  154. >okay, maybe you’re a simp… for now
  155. >but you don’t care: if you play your cards right, you’ll be a simp with all the money you’ll ever want and admiration of one Adagio Dazzle, complete with her powers in tow and on *your* side
  156. >but right now it’s getting late, so you sleep on the couch and Adagio goes to bed
  157. the next day
  158. >you dig around through Adagio’s cupboards and refrigerator and find enough ingredients for… toast
  159. >between cooking breakfast and the occasional knock on the door for your delivered components, you’re a little surprised when a sleepy looking Adagio emerges from her room wearing nothing but her underwear and a loose bathrobe, which once she notices you’re looking, she quickly ties it up
  160. >the wild, vast mass of bed-hair and no makeup besides, she’s still somehow beautiful as she groggily gets a glass of juice and slumps on the couch
  161. >you hand her a plate of buttered toast, and she stares at it for a few moments before taking it
  162. >”… thanks…” She munches down a full slice before you swear she’s forced to hold back a little smile. “How’s the… emitter thing coming along?”
  163. >you say you’re just waiting for one crucial delivery before you can start putting it together
  164. >she recovers her snide grin. ”Good, because if I found out you were slacking off when I’m sponsoring your weird experiment, we’re going to have a problem.”
  165. >you plainly state that she’s thrown her lot in with you pretty deep for any ‘problems’ with your work ethic now
  166. >and considering you’ve spent the last of her meaningful cash on parts and components she can’t use and will likely struggle to get half the cost in refunds or resale, she could stand to be a little nicer
  167. >Adagio sips her juice as she considers her next move. “Well, someone woke up with a spine today. If I didn’t know better, after all the worshiping you threw my way at the bar, I’d say you were just using me.”
  168. >you’re on a delicate balance here, because you meant every word about your little obsession with her
  169. >but admit that you’re using her? Sure, of course you are, and you say so
  170. >you needed money and a focus subject
  171. >by the same standard, she might not admit it, but as she slowly spiralled down the drain of normal life, she’s in a position to use you as well
  172. >and she should know a thing or two about being used, considering her past in sowing and draining negativity, but that’s the great thing
  173. >you’re both tools for one another’s needs, indispensable to each other
  174. >any further debate is put on hold as the doorbell goes
  175. >and you receive another parcel
  176. >you eat your breakfast and, with most of the components in, *now* you can get to work
  177. >you start building your devices
  178. >the main unit, which will be powerful enough to give Adagio her magic and be what turns magic into electricity
  179.  
  180. >and a dedicated, less powerful handheld version, which you prioritise first since it’s not too far removed from your phone version, so it should be easier to work out
  181. >though, frankly, knowing now what your phone could do to her, maybe the mobile emitter might be enough, so you focus on that
  182. >Adagio watches for some time, but grows bored and starts browsing her own phone
  183. >you see her staring at a picture of herself and The Dazzlings, selfieing with some fans in front of a crappy ‘tour bus’, clearly a van
  184. >the contempt on that past Adagio’s face, buried beneath a forced, girly smile
  185. >but the Adagio here and now sighs
  186. >you ask what happened between her band mates
  187. >she closes the picture. ”That’s none of your business.”
  188. >you shrug and say that you thought they were really good together as a band
  189. >”Sure, once we learned to sing without magic.”
  190. >you say you’re not sure about that
  191. >after all, autotune *is* pretty magic in the right hands
  192. >you receive a furious stare for your trouble, and raise your hands to concede defeat and apologise
  193. >though, seriously, was she reliant so much on her magic to sing?
  194. >”Not that I have to explain myself to you, asshole, but fine; you try living for far longer than any pathetic human and have your songs be an intrinsic, deeply embedded part of your being. Then have it stripped away, and you have to try to learn how to sing for real in a few damn *months* to make music good enough to earn your way through this world and all its idiots!”
  195. >you say that you’re guessing that’s part of why The Dazzlings broke up?
  196. >”What did I just tell you? It’s none of…. Ugh!” She slams her phone on the couch and storms over to you
  197. >“I pushed them too hard and too far, alright!? Once Aria and Sonata realised we were just like any other human, and others would treat them better, they left! Sonata’s doing some voice acting gig for a kids show that’s oddly popular with so-called men and I don’t even know where Aria is any more. Yet another failure up you can add to my list. I need a damn drink!”
  198. >she opens a cabinet with only a couple of bottles of liquor, but you clear your throat and say she won’t need drink to cheer up
  199. >you hold up your newly built device and say you can hit her with that ‘tingly’ frequency if she wants
  200. >”Can that thing give me back my magic?”
  201. >you’re not certain, but considering how close your phone came, it could be worth a shot
  202. >she faces you, arms akimbo, and says, “do it.”
  203. >you figure a stress test is in order, so you crank the device up to the thresholds you’ve been calculating while building it
  204. >it looks like a megaphone with a bunch of antennas and a control panel
  205. >wired and powered from a wall socket, the thing hums in your hands
  206. >so you dial in the receiving frequency and the power surges, so you quickly unplug it and, bam, another ‘infinite power’ device by Radian Wave!
  207. >then you activate the emitter, let it build to full charge, point it at Adagio
  208.  
  209. >you blast her with a focused, in-tune with her signature, burst of Equestrian magic!
  210. >Adagio Dazzle gasps and trembles as the waves hit her
  211. >she looks in pain for a moment, but she grins and giggles
  212. >her eyes glow red
  213. >her ears change and point up through her voluminous orange hair
  214. >the giggle turns into a full blown sinister laugh
  215. >aquatic fin-like wings appear on her back!
  216. >but suddenly, despite the device still pumping out energy, Adagio suddenly reverts and falls to her knees
  217. >you switch off the device and ask Adagio if she’s alright
  218. >”Your stupid machine didn’t work and I still don’t have my siren powers back, but sure,” she says, sarcastically, “I’m just great.”
  219. >you know for a fact the emitter is working just fine
  220. >you even conduct another test on it, and your phone detects the emitter is performing above expectations in terms of raw power
  221. >so you turn the phone’s detection software towards Adagio, as she stands and once more looks defeated by life as she gives the worlds biggest sigh
  222. >and according to your phone, she’s absorbed the vast majority of equestrian magic you projected at her
  223. >so much, you have no idea if it’s even safe
  224. >you ask once more if she feels okay
  225. >this time, the snark isn’t forthcoming as she frowns and looks down at herself as she starts to sweat
  226. >”I’m not sure. I feel hot.”
  227. >your phone beeps as the magic ticks down
  228. >but it’s not escaping into the air
  229. >it’s not decaying either
  230. >a broader band of detection reveals a second type of energy is gathering in her as the first dwindles
  231. >”It feels like I’m burning!”
  232. >it comes to you; energy conversion!
  233. >and you go to speak, but Adagio cries out as she clutches her arms around herself
  234. >her form violently twitches as she presses her back against the wall for support
  235. >and a series of popping and creaking noises come from her body as she looks pleadingly at you, then angry
  236. >”W- what did you do to me!?”
  237. >but then she stretches taller, from her 5’5 to your 5’8 in a few seconds
  238. >and her gown draws tight, the hem reaching from knee to mid-thigh
  239. >you’re transfixed on her legs as the smooth skin can’t contain the flexing and bulging of her muscles underneath, giving deeper curves and definition
  240. >turn your eyes go back up in time for her gown to loosen just as her tits swell up several cup sizes, almost as big as her head, backed by a thickening, strengthening chest to support them
  241. >she suffers another surge of height as she stretches over six feet tall, then another four inches to 6’6
  242. >Adagio brings her hands in front of her, staring as her hands crack and grow longer and bigger, then she clenches up like her whole body is cramping
  243. >firm, powerful biceps press against the silky gown sleeves, and her shoulders rip through the seams
  244. >not to be outdone, her arms continue bulking up and she’s sleeveless as the material explodes off limbs
  245.  
  246. >with a final scream, Adagio’s body surges in one last spurt
  247. >every inch of her gains a rapid push in size, pushing her to explode out if her gown, and her underwear is at bursting point
  248. >and she finally relaxes on shaky, thickly muscles legs
  249. >all 7’3 of her as she pants and winces, but seems to be coming around
  250. >you can’t even begin to comprehend what just happened
  251. >not the least of which because blood flow to your brain is currently redirected to between your legs as an absolutely perfectly balanced vision of power and beauty steps away from the wall
  252. >it becomes clear you’re only as tall as her perfect breasts
  253. >she looks down at herself, then at you with a twitch of an eyebrow
  254. >Adagio grabs you by the collar with one arm, and lifts you up high enough that your head hits the ceiling
  255. >”What the hell did you do to me!?”
  256. >she then blushes fiercely and gulps
  257. >”and why am I so damn horny!?”
  258. >she drops you and all but runs into her bedroom
  259. >and as you hear her gasp and moan as she ‘takes care of an itch’, you’re left with a lot of questions, incomplete data, and a sore head
  260.  
  261. >you can *feel* Adagio climax through the wall, let alone the immodest scream
  262. >which between your sore head and… well, just the fact she was ‘having a five person audition in her private studio’, you’ve only barely began to sort out the data
  263. >but the hard, bass thump of her hitting something in her bedroom makes the silence (her hard breathing notwithstanding) stark
  264. >a few minutes later, you hear her walking around her room, then you hear a shower running, so you finally start taking notes on your findings
  265. >a while later, the door opens and a relieved and completely calm Adagio, as if nothing happened and now dressed in a skintight sweater and a once-knee long skirt made mini by her long legs, all made up and her hair in her signature cascade of poofy curls
  266. >she ducks under the doorframe a little, though only her hair would make contact if she didn’t, and you suddenly remember she wasn’t best pleased with you before she took care of her business
  267. >if you wasn’t also in a do-or-die situation and had no way to run away with your master emitter project, you might have considered fleeing in case Adagio resumed where she left off before the horniness saved you being embedded in the ceiling
  268. >instead Adagio looks at you, clears her throat, and says, with a pout, “don’t look at me like that. I’ve had time to process this situation and have come to the conclusion that I can live with this. Is it permanent?”
  269. >you hesitate, then say you’re not sure, but possibly
  270. >also that she wears the extra inches…
  271. >okay, extra feet, very well
  272. >”Save the flattery. Why did your emitter make me a giant instead of giving me my powers? Don’t get me wrong, considering how big I used to be as a siren, it’s going to be a little nostalgic towering over the little people, and I like how it makes me feel, but being strong enough to throw a refrigerator is nothing compared to being able to control a crowd and drain their energy.”
  273. >you need to do more research, and you ask her not to take this the wrong way, but her body might be the problem
  274. >she clearly takes offence anyway. ”What’s that supposed to mean?”
  275. >your emitter flooded her with equestrian magic, which she absorbed and clearly began to awaken her dormant siren powers, but then her body seemed to convert it into something else
  276. >”Weird, but whatever.” She flexes a bicep, then looks at herself in a mirror and can’t help but chuckle. “I never thought I’d carry muscle well, but I quite like this. It’s like I’ve been turned into a brutish earth pony, albeit with a lot more beauty.”
  277. >wait, what the hell’s an earth pony
  278. >Adagio looks over and cocks an eyebrow at you. “You know, of the three main races of Equestria? Unicorns, pegasi and earth ponies?”
  279. >… what?
  280. >Adagio facepalms. ”Why am I always doomed to be surrounded by idiots?”
  281.  
  282. A lesson in Equestria, and how everything is turned to humans or equivalent creatures in this world later…
  283. >you’re giddy; new data!
  284. >this changes everything!
  285. >three distinct creatures with different ways to process ambient magic in the other world means new possibilities and logical explanations for the signal and how it’s received
  286. >especially if aspects of these ponies carry over to their physiology here, as seemingly identical humans
  287. >you’re scrawling some notes, you tongue poking out your lips and wild eyed, when you hear Adagio make a wholly unnatural sound
  288. >an honestly *amused* giggle
  289. >”You’re such a nerd. It’s pathetic. And kind of adorable, I suppose. It’s like watching a child desperate for Hearth’s Warming day.”
  290. >you can’t help but blush
  291. >you say you live for this stuff
  292. >different ways to view a world you never felt you fit within and finding meaning in yourself
  293. >that maybe you aren’t where you’re supposed to be, and by learning more and more about Equestria, maybe you’ll find a place to belong where your true nature might be appreciated
  294. >Adagio’s judgy grin sinks and she goes silent for a while
  295. >eventually she shrugs and says, “I believe I understand how you feel. I’m just not sure if Equestria is all you expect it to be. Sure, I miss my magic, and you’ll probably like studying up on it with actual unicorn wizards and such, but from I don’t think Equestria’s technology will be that impressive to you, since I’m pretty sure they’re still on steam trains and wagons, and they’re not any less ignorant than the jocks and assholes here.”
  296. >you say, in that case, you’ll be a pioneer
  297. >but here, you’re just a weird junior engineer with a knack for magical signals
  298. >”You’re certainly weird. But whatever, you do you.”
  299. >Adagio sits down, glances at the beaten old couch as it protests against her weight, and let’s you work as she checks her phone
  300. >she tries to ignore you as you start scanning her from a variety of angles, but her increasingly frustrated reactions scare you into stopping shy of a sixth set of readings
  301. >the converted magic is fading within her, but a distinct lingering signal remains
  302. >but you suspect her transformation into an amazon won’t change without external stimuli
  303. >but it took you a long time to figure out the equestrian signal, let alone having Adagio to zero in on her own siren one
  304. >you announce your need to do some field scans, and then finish the main device later
  305. >”Uh-huh. Just try not to act too weird. Or do anything *too* stupid. Just… don’t do anything to get yourself arrested.”
  306.  
  307. >as much as you’d like to rely on your more easily concealed phone, the accurate scans you’ll need necessitate the use of your new handheld emitter, which isn’t the most subtle device
  308. >but the purchase of a signal penetrable newspaper and a cheap coffee later, you’re scanning people as they walk by, with the emitter tucked in your lap and aiming for people from beneath the table
  309. >a trend soon appears
  310. >true to Adagio’s description of the three races of Equestria, three distinct signals emerge
  311. >more importantly, one of them shares a similarity with Adagio
  312. >and, naturally, you’ve scanned yourself and discovered it’s one of the other two groups
  313. >what it means doesn’t really give you much to work with yet, but corroborative data is helpful
  314. >suddenly, there’s a new signal
  315. >a strong one
  316. >attached to an exhausted but familiar face clad in jogging clothes
  317. >Sunset Shimmer
  318. >she orders an iced coffee sits down with a relieved sigh
  319. >you wonder if you should get out of there
  320. >but… that new signal!
  321. >and there’s no way she’ll recognise you, right?
  322. >nobody gave two bits of attention to quiet, weird Radian Wave
  323. >you check the readings and see a huge peak in one of the categories
  324. >the same you’re in, apparently
  325. >there’s some bleed into another frequency though…
  326. >”Wait, you look familiar… oh, Radian Wave, right?”
  327. >oh crap
  328. >Sunset smiles at you, but it turns awkward and she nervously laughs
  329. >you feel a twitch of anger but can’t bring yourself to say anything
  330. >”How are things? You look well.”
  331. >you keep the scanner on her, and take a deep breath
  332. >oh, you know, doing fine
  333. >you recently came out of your shell after spending your teenage years deeply afraid of a certain girl in school that made your life hell and struggled to socialise and fit in
  334. >”Ah haha… yeah,” Sunset slips her coffee and puts her hands behind her head, looking increasingly regretful. “I was kind of a jerk, huh?”
  335. >yep
  336. >”I’m so sorry about how I acted. I tried to apologise to everyone I’d wronged back in school, but you would always avoid me when I tried to talk to you.“
  337. >with good reason, you add
  338. >but hey, it was great seeing her again
  339. >you wrap the newspaper around your device and walk off, secretly truthful in your words
  340. >Sunset’s readings give you some theories
  341. >so you head back to Adagio’s apartment
  342.  
  343. >you disclose your findings, including the details about Sunset
  344. >Adagio smirks and says, “congratulations. You’re a unicorn, or you’re this human world version of your equestrian counterpart who would be one. And considering how I’ve been severed from my magic, it seems I’d be considered an earth pony in Equestria. It would explain why the magic made me bigger and stronger. As for that bitch, Sunset…”
  345. >she growls, but eventually sighs and shakes her head
  346. >”Forget about her. What other ideas do you have?”
  347. >you ask why she’s dismissing Sunset as a lead worth chasing
  348. >hell, it might lead to some retribution for making you miserable in high school
  349. >”Oh, trust me, Ray, I’d love seeing what you could dig up on her. Really, anything to rub in her self righteous, goodie-goodie face but she’s got the power to read your thoughts and memories by touch and we’ve got… what, a couple of grand in electronic parts and your nerd brain? Also, I know for a fact she’s also got friends in the other world. *Very* powerful ones.”
  350. >wait
  351. >did she just call you Ray?
  352. >Adagio blinks, then she looms over you and snaps, “did you hear a word I just said, you moron? You go sticking your nose into Shimmer’s magic antics and if she, or one of her friends, learns what we’re doing, this whole thing is as good as over. They might find and plug the equestrian signal or do something more drastic.”
  353. >you snap back that neither Sunset nor friends scare you, powers or not
  354. >you know what you’re doing
  355. >you can understand if she’s afraid-
  356. >she grabs your shoulder, bends down and pulls you face to face
  357. >”You dont get it, do you? You aren’t thinking! I thought I had a solid plan when I set up the battle of the bands back in Canterlot High to sow discourse, to get back my full powers, and look what that got me!? It wasn’t enough to be banished to this pathetic ball of dirt for just being true to our natures, but to lose the most important piece of what we are!? What we *were*…”
  358. >Adagio’s eyes grow wet, but she grimaces and drinks in her anger, which restores her ‘general contempt’ mode
  359. >”I doubt I’ll ever get everything back, but I’ll just be glad to not be like every other human and you’re my best bet.”
  360. >you can’t imagine what she’s been through, that’s true
  361. >but you didn’t get this far without digging in and holding on to what you believe
  362. >but you say fine, you’ll think on it, plan accordingly
  363. >and besides, you still have numbers to crunch, data samples to sort and a machine to build
  364. >Adagio realises she’s still holding you, and takes a deep breath as she lets you go. ”Good. I don’t want to see you make the same mistakes. Success has a way of making you feel indestructible like that. You’re doing good work, Ray, so try not to screw up.”
  365. >you nod and thank her, and start going over your blueprints
  366. >she smirks and says, ”just protecting my investment.”
  367.  
  368. >you forget about the matter for now, and focus on your work
  369. >while you were gone she’d bought some groceries
  370. >so your snippy (and distractingly sexy) roommate prepares a simple dinner
  371. >or tries to
  372. >her huge hand struggles to hold a knife to cut the vegetables
  373. >she trips and spills water while moving a pan from the kitchen sink for boiling and kicks a cabinet
  374. >her growing frustration is clear, but you get the impression she’s trying pretty hard not to lose her temper as a point of pride
  375. >eventually she hands you some pasta with poorly cut roasted vegetable sauce
  376. >which is over seasoned… you guess ‘a pinch’ in seasoning terms varies a lot when you’re seven feet tall
  377. >Adagio’s face says it all, but she eats it regardless
  378. >you do your best not to grin at her surprisingly adorable attempts at normalcy
  379. >maybe she read your mind, but she suddenly asks, “do you think you can shrink me a little?”
  380. >you say you thought she said she was happy at this size
  381. >”No, I mean… I am. Ugh,” she pinches the bridge of her nose. “What I mean is, when we succeed and make a fortune, and I can afford to not have to do this human regular life nonsense, I’ll happily live this big. Or *much* bigger.”
  382. >you almost choke on your food and Adagio smirks at the ceiling
  383. >she stops (presumably) imagining herself as a full giantess and continues, “just for the time being, losing a foot of height would allow me to at least use some of my regular clothes, eat less and not draw attention to myself when I have to interact with the scum on the street.”
  384. >you do wonder if you can force that energy signature out of her
  385. >and you do enjoy a challenge
  386. >so you say you’ll see what you can do, and once you’ve eaten dinner and cleaned up, you figure it’s high time you tried out the main device
  387. >it’s not completed, but it should still outperform the handheld device and work as a test-run
  388. >you tell her this might suck a little, since you’re not certain what the effects might be
  389. >”It’s fine. I’m prepared. I did ask you for this, after all.”
  390. >you first try hitting her with the two other signal types, trying to tease out the lingering wavelength she possesses
  391. >since one of them is on your signal, you feel a subtle tingle but it doesn’t amount to more than a little discomfort
  392. >Adagio looks at herself and cocks an eyebrow, then shakes her head
  393. >”What’s the other idea?”
  394.  
  395. >you’re confident this will work
  396. >because if this doesn’t, Adagio might get her dream of becoming gigantic well before she has the finances to sustain herself
  397. >but now’s not the time for doubts, but perhaps a little caution wouldn’t go amiss
  398. >so you fire up the siren frequency and bombard her with a mild dose
  399. >her ears transform and point up once more, her eyes glow and those peculiar fin-wings manifest
  400. >far from the triumphant surge of last time, while she’s clearly enjoying the feeling, the panic on her face is clear
  401. >”Wait, isn’t this going to make me bigger!?”
  402. >you belt another mad scientist laugh and say if all else fails, a growth spurt is all but guaranteed!
  403. >but it’s time to be brilliant!
  404. >you check the scanner and grin as that non-siren signal she gained when she grew gets drawn into the mix and overlays with the ‘siren song’ signal
  405. >then you bombard her with the other two frequencies again
  406. >the siren frequency flatlines as the energy erratically tries to follow the energy, but their incompatibility diffuses it
  407. >”Agh! That stings!”
  408. >you look at Adagio and tell her you said it would suck, and to look down
  409. >she winced and does so, and even managed a grin as she shrinks
  410. >with that success, you shut down the device but keep scanning her magic
  411. >it remains flat as Adagio stands up straight
  412. >she’s around six feet tall, as her bigness-stretched clothes hang off her body
  413. >she pats herself down and gives you an honest smile. “Nice work.”
  414. >you feel a tingle of your own from her praise
  415. >but then a beeping sounds from the machine
  416. >oh… a flicker of life on her energy
  417. >”What’s wro-“
  418. >it spikes
  419. >she cuts herself off with a deep moan and her hands almost dive between her legs
  420. >and a tremble as she subtly increases in size all over for a second
  421. >just eyeballing it, you’d say she’s gained half an inch of height
  422. >”Whoa… okay,” she licks her lips and tries to focus. “I take that back. What did you screw up this time?”
  423. >you’re not sure, but the spike is slowly waning
  424. >your mind works on overtime, and you remain silent as you watch the signal decay for several minutes, much to Adagio’s frustration, but she’s at least sensible enough to realise you’re focussed
  425. >you watch the signal fade and flatten
  426. >… and slowly rise again
  427. >you tell her she’s going to suffer microspurts for a while
  428. >”Tsk. Well, can you fix it?”
  429. >it’s probably smart to let it run its course, but you think you can improve the method next time
  430. >you doubt you can make it permanent, but there’s definitely room for improvement
  431.  
  432. >Adagio nods. “Alright, I suppose I can live with this. But next time it better work properly! When’s the next surge?”
  433. >you raise your hand, fingers splayed
  434. >five, four, three, two…
  435. >she takes a deep breath and grunts as she trembles and gains another half-inch
  436. >ten minutes and thirty two seconds
  437. >”I guess I’ll go ride this horny train in private.”
  438. >she heads to her bedroom door, but stops and looks at you
  439. >”Ray?”
  440. >what’s wrong, Addy?
  441. >she gives you a death glare
  442. >what, she can Ray you can’t Addy her?
  443. >she rolls her eyes. “Fine, but use that in public and you’ll pay. Now shut up and listen; no jokes, no sarcasm, don’t make this weird and this doesn’t mean anything… but…”
  444. >she clears her throat and turns bright red
  445. >”wait, I’m getting ahead of myself. First, how long do you think these pleasure spikes will go on for?”
  446. >you assume she’ll regrow to her 7’3 majesty
  447. >so a couple of hours
  448. >you can’t be specific as you imagine there might be some fluctuations
  449. >”… it’ll be a lot more convenient with someone else helping taking care of them for me…” She winks at you. “And more fun.”
  450. >you go hard real quick
  451. >though her pleased moans and growing body already secretly had you having to think non-sexy thoughts
  452. >”Well? I expect you to do what I tell you, when I tell you.”
  453. >oh, hell yes
  454. >she stands to one side and beckons you inside
  455. >and shoves you into her decidedly girly bedroom
  456. >and plants her lips on yours
  457. >you freeze, but your every desire and biggest crush is kissing you
  458. >and that determined drive to succeed takes hold as you gently hold her and apply pressure back
  459. >you give as good as you get, and soon she’s kissing your neck, your cheeks, then shoves her tongue past your lips
  460. >Adagio tenses and shivers, and you feel her grow against you
  461. >at least until she shoves you into the bed and runs her fingers through her thick locks, the orange and yellow strands cascading over her shoulders and back
  462. >”I bet you’ve never been with a woman, hmm?” she purrs and removes her once strained sweater
  463. >you gulp and nod and she gives you a dark, bemused chuckle, then runs her hands up her body, cupping and squeezing her breasts
  464. >she’s lost some of her recently gained muscle from the shrink, but she’s still toned and diabolically sexy
  465. >big, perfect tits gently sway and bounce as she drops and steps out of her pants
  466. >then applies maximum sway to her, wide, full hips as she approaches and climbs on the bed
  467. >”The first lesson’s free. The rest you’ll have to earn.”
  468. >she slaps a strip of condoms on your chest and stares into your damn soul with her dark pink eyes
  469. >” Time to prove how much of a goddess I am with tribute. And I’ll give you a fair warning…”
  470. >she leans in and whispers, “it’s been a while, and your goddess hungers…”
  471.  
  472. >your clothes are peeled off and tossed as you take precautions, and every half-second is a kiss, a stroke, a nibble…
  473. >and to your shame, you’re already close to breaking
  474. >”Don’t you dare!”
  475. >she claws your shoulders with her nails, and the pain pulls you from the brink
  476. >but just the warmth from her body, the softness of her feminine curves married with the firmer, powerful toned arms, legs and arms as she pulls you close
  477. >then she guides your hands, pulling them to her hips as she pushes out her ass and guides herself onto your length
  478. >then she rides you like a wild animal, and there’s no stopping it this time
  479. >she laughs as you cry out in blissful defeat, but Adagio continues bucking against you until you’re too soft to offer much more fun
  480. >”Aw, poor Radian Wave,” she says and pins your arms to your sides, her face an inch from yours, “what a shame. We need to work on your stamina. But the night is young and… ooh!”
  481. >she shivers and you watch her body swell once more, more tone and power, bigger curves and raw height
  482. >as fascinating as it is, and no doubt it would excite you like nothing else, but you’re still riding the last wave and your head’s fuzzy
  483. >”… there’s more than one way to skin a cat.”
  484. >Adagio pulls you over her and guides your hands once more
  485. >her wordless instructions soon have you stroking her thighs, caressing around and between them
  486. >soon she’s also riding high on pleasure as you find out which spots work and which fall flat
  487. >”There! Ah, more! Harder, damn it!”
  488. >you growl she’s a goddess
  489. >that you’ll worship her as long as she needs
  490. >”Forever?”
  491. >damn right
  492. >she grins and rides her pleasure as your fingers stroke and plunge within her
  493. >more and more pressure and pace as her moans rise and hit a crescendo
  494. >and Adagio’s climax has her scream’s so loud, it’s almost overwhelming
  495. >she slumps and catches her breath, and you lie atop her
  496. >but she giggles and growls
  497. >you feel her breasts swell against you, and her legs grow longer and stronger
  498. >”I need an encore…”
  499. >renewed and enhanced stamina and strength as she flips you onto your back and once more mounts you
  500. >and she straddles your chest as her hands explore her slowly transforming body
  501. >and you swear her eyes are glowing in the dark
  502. >”You might want to take a deep breath.”
  503. >you barely have time as she rises, moves higher
  504. >and sits on your face
  505. >you’re bathed in her scent and it takes your breath away
  506. >she grinds against you, and it takes a few attempts to dig your tongue into the right spot
  507. >one you plunge into her one, she clenches but settles to let you do the work
  508.  
  509. >once you find the right spots, you wrap your arms around her wide hips handfuls of her thick, full legs
  510. >”Ah-! Yes! That’s it!!”
  511. >she squeezes your head between her immense thighs as she writhes and cries out again
  512. >you can’t breathe as she gushes and hammers her hands against the wall
  513. >it cracks from her strength as she rides another climax
  514. >you’re exhausted, but as Adagio climbs off you, it takes you both by surprise when you’re hard again
  515. >”Perfect timing. I’d say you’ve earned another favour,” she says in a deliciously breathy voice
  516. >she kisses you down your body
  517. >lower and lower
  518. >until she reaches your length and you feel her tongue begin to lick you in all the right places
  519. >somehow, you don’t go off right then and there
  520. >and she’s doing the work, you catch a breather, but once more you’re not going to last long
  521. >she’s really good at this, not too quick, so it’s like you’re riding a cloud of sheer ecstasy as you try to hold off another climax
  522. >but no, in moments, you growl and release
  523. >but there is no reprieve
  524. >every minute you’re not able to be ridden, you’re touching and feeling her body, exciting every nerve as her words and she’s your puppeteer for her desires
  525. >and that was just the first hour…
  526. >the second one is a blur, as you’re constantly pulled back from collapsing from her demands and expectations
  527. >it doesn’t matter
  528. >you could die right here, right now from exhaustion and you’d have no regrets
  529. >you’re almost unaware as you just follow her orders
  530. >stroke here, rub there, kisses and groping and blissful pleasure and work
  531. >and every time you have any sort of wherewithal, she’s bigger
  532. >six and a half feet
  533. >six eight
  534. >seven
  535. >she finally hits her full height of 7’3 and, as you struggle for breath again, she finally seems spent as well
  536. >”Mmh… well, you need to work on your technique,” Adagio pants as she settles beside you, her feet sticking off the bed. “But I can’t deny your dedication.”
  537. >you ache all over, and sleep is coming quick, but you need to ask one thing of her
  538. >can we cuddle?
  539. >she glances at you and laughs. “Will that make it all perfect for you, my little pet? I’ll tell you what, face away from me.”
  540. >you muster all your waning strength to roll on your side, as ordered
  541. >she wraps her arms and legs around you and pulls you close, the back of your head nestles into her cleavage, and your settle into spooning
  542. >you’re both sticky and gross, totally exhausted
  543. >but you’ve never had a better, more comfortable sleep as you pass out in Adagio’s long, strong limbs, cradled against her and you can hear her rhythmical heartbeat as a gentle lullaby
  544. >this is love
  545.  
  546. >the first thing you notice as you stir is a scent
  547. >the scent of sex on the air lingers, but what you mostly get is a flowery fragrance
  548. >but also, curiously, the sea
  549. >you slowly open your eyes to the meagre light of a new day
  550. >you try to move
  551. >everything hurts
  552. >but it’s a good pain
  553. >you manage to turn over, and see the messy, wild hair of Adagio
  554. >she’s silently facing the wall as she sits on the edge of the bed
  555. >you call to her and ask if she’s alright
  556. >Adagio swiftly puts something in a nearby drawer, but doesn’t turn around as she says, “sure.”
  557. >you feel compelled to thank her for last night
  558. >it meant a lot to you
  559. >”… it was convenient for me. That’s all.”
  560. >she sighs and stands
  561. >”No… damn it, hold on.”
  562. >it’s impossible not to be awed at her size as she turns toward you
  563. >she’s completely unabashed at her nakedness as she stares at light peaking through the window behind you, deep in thought
  564. >Adagio’s muscular physique, ridged abs, immaculate, full tits and thick thighs mess with your emotions as you notice she looks troubled
  565. >she puts a hand on her hip, then looks at you silently for a while, though you suspect her focus in more introspective
  566. >it spooks you when she suddenly says, ”I’ve been doing some thinking, Ray. I need to ask you something important.”
  567. >you sit up and ask her to lay it on you
  568. >she manages to put on her usual look of superior contempt and takes a deep breath. “You know what I am. You know I’m an outsider here, and I hate all humans. I doubted that would ever change… until I met you.”
  569. >oh
  570. >that’s a shot in the heart you weren’t expecting
  571. >Adagio scoffs and rolls her eyes. ”Don’t give me that look. I’m not about to start fawning over you and whispering sweet nothings in your ear, you creep. But I suppose I respect you for your talents, and I’m a little confused why you’re so dedicated to helping me. Regardless, like I said, I have to ask you something.”
  572. >she walks around the bed and sits beside you
  573. >the bed tilts from her weight
  574. >”It sounds like you’re on track to completing your machine and no doubt using it to become richer than your wildest dreams.”
  575. >and you still have some ideas on giving her back her powers, you assure her
  576. >she bites her lip eyes the drawer she opened a moment ago
  577. >”What would you say if I told you I honestly don’t think it’s possible, and not to bother?”
  578.  
  579. >you ask what changed overnight
  580. >”I know when we first met, you said there would be no need for magic gems to retrieve my powers. For a while, I believed you.”
  581. >she pushes you onto to your back so she can reach over to the drawer again, and the ease of which she can toy with your body can’t be diminished by the serious subject but you try and hold off the arousal
  582. >she pulls out necklace with a large red gem, one riddled with cracks and missing a large chunk
  583. >it pulses softly at her touch, and she closes her eyes as she brings it to her cheek, like a lovers keepsake
  584. >”As a siren, these were once a part of us. For me and my band…. no, my sisters, Aria and Sonata, it was as inseparable as our hearts, and just as important. I can understand how the pitiful equestrians were afraid of us, and as we sought to rule the land, I even understand our banishment. Just as I know why we were defeated by Sunset and her insipid group of friends. Which is why I must know, once and for all, if you truly want to restore my powers. I won’t judge you if we just finish your machine and we will take things from there, as partners in your business, or something more.” She looks at you and nods. “I’ll be in a better place than I was before meeting you, that’s for certain. I’m grateful for it. So I have to know…”
  585. >you don’t have to think for long
  586. >after all, you say, you don’t do things in half measures
  587. >that’s not the scientific method
  588. >pursuit of perfection through testing and refinement is your way
  589. >and the more you’ve gotten to know her, the more you’re sure she deserves to be whole again
  590. >Adagio turns her head away, her thick hair covers her face a she remains silent for a few minutes
  591. >”You really are strange. You’re on the cusp of everything humanity desires, riches and fame beyond avarice, and you want to help a… beast, who devours the negative power of discourse and conflict to nourish herself, who could well bring everyone to heel and dominate the world, and you insist on helping her?”
  592. >if it makes any difference, you say, you don’t think she’s that simple in her goals
  593. >not anymore, when she knows what powerful opponents she stands to face here and in Equestria
  594. >no matter her motives before, she’s not evil now
  595. >she nods, then wipes her eyes, and looks up at you with a sweet smile
  596. >”Thats why I like you, Ray. You dissect a problem and don’t consider any detail too small to ignore. It’s what separates you from the other moronic humans. And you have good taste in those to worship. You still have a lot to learn, but alright, no turning back; let’s do this, together.”
  597. >her tender smile turns to a familiar, dark grin and she wraps an arm around you
  598. >but you don’t get a chance to work out if it’s a cuddle or not before she picks you up and tucks you under her arm like a plush toy, and takes you with her to the shower
  599.  
  600. >she makes you scrub her clean, though she returns the favour
  601. >of course your thin, average self is less work compared to her huge body
  602. >then comes a long session of brushing her hair
  603. >it’s repetitive but oddly therapeutic, and Adagio clearly enjoys the sensation a great deal as she hums some of her old Dazzling songs with her eyes closed, meditative
  604. >once clean and ‘dressed’, since you’re wearing one of her bigger bathrobes while your only clothes are in the wash and she’s dressed in a bedsheet, you have breakfast and ask what’s the plan
  605. >she gives you a serious glare. ”Do you trust me?”
  606. >after that morning’s conversation, you say of course you do
  607. >not to mentioning a purely pragmatic level you still need her and she still needs you for the original deal
  608. >you leave your growing emotional attachment unsaid; you know her too well, and you swear she smirks as you think that, like she’s reading your thoughts
  609. >”Then don’t worry about a thing. Trust me and do as I say, and things will fall together. As a matter of fact, the less you know, the better. I don’t want you distracted,” she says, looks away and narrows her eyes, “among other things. First, how much work does the machine need before you can shrink me in a more stable fashion?”
  610. >a bit, but it’s more a factor of refining the method than anything
  611. >”Good let me know when it’s ready. I need to go somewhere, today and as early as you can.”
  612. >she fiddles with her red gem necklace, hesitates, but ultimately hands it to you
  613. >”and… I’m entrusting this to you. Be careful with it, but I want you to see if it can hold any power at all, and theorise what it might be capable of intact, going by what you presumably recall from our use of it at the battle of the bands. Knowing it’s capabilities in a clinical way with your analytic mind could be crucial.”
  614. >you’ll treat it as if your life depends on it
  615. >she laughs, but she’s dead serious as she strokes your chin. “Oh, it does. Last night means nothing if you break it. I’ll destroy you.”
  616. >you swear you’ll be careful, actually glad for her restored, traditional snark
  617. >considering the delicate, damaged stone, you rely on the feathered touch of your modified phone to test
  618. >it certainly reacts to the siren power signal by glowing and even amplifying the power a little
  619. >but it can’t hold a charge
  620. >the earth, unicorn and pegasus signals get a mild reaction too, curiously the stone emits a puff of green smoke
  621. >you make some guesswork about it’s capacity based on what you recall about the battle of the bands, which is considerable
  622. >greater than your handheld device, maybe even your full sized machine could contain
  623. >the only guarantee is that this stone is what allows Adagio and the other sirens to use their natural powers by amplifying them a hundred fold or more, basically removing the inhibitions of magic in this world
  624. >but it also relies on negative energy to work, so at most, you could use it as a converter of sorts, turning negative energy into siren magic, but without some way to repair the thing, it’s impossible to say it wouldn’t shatter under duress
  625. >you don’t even think this much damage could be repaired, but you’re no mineralogist
  626. >you tell Adagio, but she’s unreadable
  627. >her raspberry eyes dart about, and she’s clearly deep in thought again
  628. >”Hmph. Fine, then I have some work to do. Prepare the machine to shrink me back to normal size.”
  629.  
  630. >you tweak and improve both the power and precision of your main emitter
  631. >in a few hours, it’s well on the way to completion, and you also have an epiphany on a longer lasting shrink that fades much later in one surge, rather than in spaced spikes
  632. >you can even put the sustaining frequency using audible sound layering; it can’t force or enact a change, but you can trigger a reversion or sustain an existing shrink
  633. >Adagio thumbs her chin as she once more appears to plot, and smirks. “Even a normal phone can carry these trigger sounds, right?”
  634. >you’ll need to buy some audio editing software to make them, but absolutely
  635. >”Do it! Im sure we can be a little thrifty to make up for it. Now, let’s test your new signal. How long do you think this will last?”
  636. >you set up the siren signal blast and new disruption frequency and say like you’re about to find out
  637. >Adagio gets into position
  638. >and she winces and gasps in pain as you blast her, and she shrinks all the way down to her original 5’5
  639. >it already feels odd looking down at her, even if it is only by a few inches
  640. >you take a precise reading on the signal decay, and say you guess it will last six hours
  641. >she barely catches her breath before she sets a five hour timer, heads into her bedroom, gets changed into a more classic Adagio-punkish outfit, complete with studs and spikes, and heads out without a word (though with a wink as she passes you)
  642. >still dressed in her bathrobe, you busy yourself by continuing your machine
  643. >it’s nice being alone for a few hours
  644. >not that you mind Adagio’s company, as she’s smart enough to not bug you when you’re busy crunching numbers, but it reminds you of the experimental days when you first zeroed in on the equestrian signal
  645. >the functions are there, but it’s still not optimised, that requires practical tweaking
  646. >now you need to find a way to store enough power to make it attractive to some investors
  647. >three hours later, you hear keys jingle, the door opens, and you briefly see Adagio walk to the side to let another girl in
  648. >Sunset Shimmer, who stops and gasps as she spots you
  649. >with Adagio close behind her, with a huge smirk on her face, but she masks it as she stops beside Sunset and looks between the two of you
  650. >”Sunset? Ray? What’s wrong?” Adagio pretends to put two-and-two together and puts a hand over her mouth. “Oh, do you two know each other?”
  651. >”Radian’s your boyfriend!?”
  652. >Adagio folds her arms, indignant. ”Wow, judgemental much? I’m sorry if I like smart guys.”
  653. >you say, what the…?
  654. >and internalise the last word
  655. >but seriously, what the fuck?
  656.  
  657. >Adagio hands both you and Sunset a glass of water and sits down next to you
  658. >Sunset keeps giving you awkward glances
  659. >which is appropriate, because you’re bouncing between old fears of her bullying the shit out if you, new fears of her uncovering your plans with Adagio and somewhere, sandwiched in the middle, is the fact you’re dressed in a girly, fluffy purple bathrobe
  660. >awkward glances all round
  661. >eventually, after taking a polite sip of water, Sunset says, “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, Radian. I just bumped into Adagio at my regular coffee shop, we caught up on a few things and she invited me over.”
  662. >Adagio laughs and says, in a singsong voice, “you don’t have to sugarcoat things, Sunset. I don’t mind you were probing what schemes I’m up to now. Honest, I get it, I wasn’t a very good person. It took losing Aria and Sonata to learn being alone is the worst feeling.” She grabs your hand and interlocks your fingers, then rests her head on your shoulder. “And it took my Ray of sunshine here to show me that, hey, maybe this normal life stuff isn’t too bad.”
  663. >”Wait, so does he know about… y’know,” Sunset feels the back of her neck
  664. >”Sirens, princesses and unicorns such? Yes.”
  665. >Sunset looks at you and you pluck up the guts to say, sure, it was a lot to take in, but you and Adagio have been very open with one another
  666. >Agagio says, ”*very* open! We’re relying on each other a lot. He happened to find me in a bar, depressed, drunk and despondent, and he took me home, looked after me and he was *so* sweet. It was life-changing, having someone be kind to me without asking for anything in return, or… me manipulating them. Once I learned he was recently made homeless, I insisted he stay with me. Things just kind of carried on from there; Ray, beaten down by life with nothing but the clothes on his back. Me, alone and in need of friendship and,” she kisses you on the cheek and finishes, “something more.”
  667. >Sunset ”I’m really happy for you. And relieved, because everyone deserves to be happy, and the way you seemed at the Starswirled venue, you didn’t seem to be having the best of times.”
  668. >Adagio glances at you. “If I’m honest, I’ve never been happier. Well, we’re short on the rent that’s due at the end of next week, but Ray’s inventing some sort of self-charging battery that should put food on the table.”
  669.  
  670. >Sunset looks at you for a few seconds, the guilt obvious on her face, and she says to Adagio, “that’s good, but if you need anything to help...”
  671. >Adagio grips your hand tightly, and her polite smile flashes dark for a split second before she looks remorseful and says, “no, no! After what I did back in high school, I don’t deserve your help.”
  672. >the guilt piles on as Sunset strokes her red and yellow hair as she bites her lip. “Look, first of all, everyone deserves help, just in case this invention plan doesn’t pay in time. I’m willing to help cover anything you need because seeing you this happy and settled is honestly the best thing I’ve seen in a while. And your past shouldn’t dictate how life treats you if you’re honestly trying to better yourself. The truth is, I feel like I owe Radian for the way I mistreated him back then, and how things went at the coffee shop…”
  673. >Adagio looks at you, (forcefully) surprised ”Wait, you didn’t forgive her? It’s so long ago! Do it for me, Ray, please? I want to start fresh, bygones being bygones. Just a couple of equestria girls moving forward with their lives.”
  674. >she flutters her eyelashes at you, and you sigh
  675. >you forgive her, you say to Sunset, and try not to make it sound too forced
  676. >Sunset doesn’t seem convinced, but nods. “Again, I’m sorry for how I treated you, Radian. Seriously, if there’s anything you need…”
  677. >Adagio clears her throat. “Well… there was one thing.”
  678. >Sunset looks at Adagio, who twirls her orange hair between her fingers and looks out the window
  679. >”If I’m being honest, as much as I’ve come to accept life here, there was one thing I’ve always wanted all these years I’ve been here… I’d love to see Equestria, even if just once.”
  680.  
  681. >Sunset’s eyes go wide. “I don’t know about that. I guess the princess summit is is coming up again soon, but I don’t even have any sort of authority over there, and I doubt Princess Celestia would want me to bring a siren back to Equestria…”
  682. >”First, you wouldn’t be bringing a siren.” Adagio studies Sunset’s doubtful expression. “Let me explain…“
  683. >Adagio gives a very selective account of your brief study on how people here have three magic signals
  684. >”… so since you and Ray share an energy type, no doubt Equestria’s Radian is a unicorn too. Meanwhile, apparently I’d be an earth pony now if I crossed back home. He can show you the data, if you like. Right, Ray?”
  685. >you guess so, you say
  686. >but you know this is getting risky
  687. >Sunset looks deeply conflicted. “I need to think about this. And sure, I’ll need proof. I could read your thoughts-“
  688. >Adagio narrows her eyes. “Well, I don’t know the nitty gritty details of Ray’s data. He was sweet enough to put it in layman’s terms for me. You could always look at his mind! Would that be alright, sweetie?”
  689. >oh, the panic
  690. >you can’t mask it as you recoil at the idea of having Sunset invade your mind
  691. >”I don’t want to do anything you’re uncomfortable with, but… I’m sorry, but you have to understand, Starswirl the Bearded banished the sirens for a reason, and I need every assurance I can offer that you’re doing this under the right intentions. It doesn’t hurt, honest.”
  692. >she reads the panic on your face, but steels herself as she reaches over
  693. >then Adagio grabs her arm, decisively at her wrist and on Sunset’s jacket so there’s no skin contact
  694. >”I’ll tell you what, Sunset. Let’s take a rain check for today. You go and start having talks with Princess Celestia or whomever it is you need to talk, and I’ll talk to Ray and ease his worries, as well as have him get everything you need to prove we have no ill intentions.”
  695. >Sunset looks between the two of you, and retracts her arm. “That’s a good idea. I’ll need to talk to Princess Cadance too.”
  696. >Adagio looks confused (for real this time)
  697. >Sunset clarifies, “the portal leads to the Crystal Empire at the moment, since I get to see everyone at the sunmit, so if you do get permission to visit, odds are you’ll be restricted to there to begin with. It will need to be okayed with Princess Cadance and her husband, Shining Armor.”
  698. >great, the pony versions of the preppy-douche-palace principal and one of their asshole jocks
  699. >you watch Adagio’s eyes go wide and lips creep up in a smile, but she suppresses it
  700. >”Wow, I really have been gone a while. The Crystal Empire’s back, huh? Who’d have thought. Anyway, swing by tomorrow afternoon and I’m sure we can work out where to go from there.”
  701.  
  702. >Sunset parts way on friendly(ish) terms and you resume building your machine, ready to have a talk about what the hell just happened
  703. >Adagio shudders. “Ugh, as much as I have some respect for her for defeating me, playing nice to her makes my skin crawl!”
  704. >she heads to the window and watches Sunset walking away from the apartment
  705. >as familiar with Adagio as you’re becoming, she suddenly becomes unreadable
  706. >then she giggles
  707. >which develops into a laugh
  708. >and then a full, dark cackle
  709. >she controls herself and says, ”do you believe in fate, Ray?”
  710. >on your purely scientific background?
  711. >no
  712. >”I do. My crushing defeat, my breakup with my sisters, the indignity of spiralling down the drain? I had given up, just ready to be shuffled into the random playlist of life with every other has-been, taking life a bottle at a time.”
  713. >she turns to you, angry at her recollections, but her expression softens as she looks at you
  714. >”Then you came into my life, and in just a couple of days, I have hope, an ever soaring path to power once more. And every time I think that we have things on track, that maybe I’ll be content again, another opportunity arises, even better than the last.”
  715. >you say that you assume this Crystal Empire thing is a good sign?
  716. >”Remember what I said, Ray, just trust me and follow along. I’ll divulge what I need to as and when necessary… which brings me to the next point. Your emitter can broadcast suppressive signals specific to the equestrian magic types, correct?”
  717. >sure, disrupting the energy and spreading them away from a person’s inherent power is how you’ve been able to shrink Adagio; you’re weakening her ‘earth pony’ power, which presents as strength and size
  718. >”Then we need to prepare an anti-unicorn signal, and I need you to teach me how to use your device. If we weaken Sunset’s power, but not completely suppress it, you think we can stop her learning too much without arousing too much suspicion?”
  719. >it’s possible, although you admit that if you’re a unicorn, you’re not sure what effect it will have on you since you aren’t magical
  720. >also you’re not looking forward to honing in the frequency; it’s probably gonna suck
  721. >”Oh, poor baby!” Adagio approaches you and grins, then pats you on the head. “You’ll be fine. After all, any discomfort or pain will be because you didn’t teach me properly.”
  722.  
  723. >you give her the run down, and considering her obvious cunning, it’s not too surprising she gets to grips with the device in pretty quickly
  724. >her phone alarm triggers not long into your tutoring
  725. >”What a shame, just one hour and I’ll be towering over you again.”
  726. >yep. Huge shame that, you snarkily tell her
  727. >and you absolutely *hate* her impossibly long, muscular legs and powerful physique, and it’ll be a shame to see all that again
  728. >”I’ll bet being even bigger does nothing for you, hmm?” Adagio gives you a smug stare.” “As completely off putting as it would be, could you just imagine me, having to crouch around the apartment? All naked and so huge, and you’d be my toy? All that power for poor little me?”
  729. >sweet mercy, Addy, don’t put that thought in your head
  730. >you might just use this brief window where you’re stronger than her to force her in the emitters way and you’ll *try* to remember to switch it off before she outgrows the apartment
  731. >or building
  732. >she licks her lips, and her eyes go distant; she’s imagining it
  733. >the smile says everything. ”I dare you to try.”
  734. >the heart, and other, more temporarily blood-filled parts, say to take the challenge right now
  735. >but boring Mr. Radian Wave’s brain, as in the thing literally giving you this opportunity, says until she reverts on the existing signal, just to play it safe
  736. >and besides, you really don’t want to risk her giant hands ruining your machine because she’s not used to being even bigger
  737. >you sadly, as top priority, you have a unicorn diminishing signal to find
  738. >”I’ll tell you what, if we can work out the frequency before I grow, we throw caution to the wind, you dose me with more siren energy and I’ll let you do what you want to me as I grow to my new height?”
  739. >it’s your turn to look distant for a moment
  740. >you say you’re as ready as you’ll ever be
  741. >Adagio taps the keyboard and you *feel* the frequency
  742. >it’s not too drastic, you say, but you feel weird
  743. >nothing you can pinpoint, but everything feels off
  744. >”If I had to hazard a guess, it’s too weak. Increasing the amplitude.”
  745. >you feel hot, being on burning
  746. >and your mind fogs
  747. >you tell her to dial the thing down… for some reason you can’t think what it’s called
  748. >a few more adjustments, and you can tell it’s affecting you, but not only can you still mostly function, the longer you’re under its influence, the more it seems normal
  749.  
  750. >Adagio switches the emitter off
  751. >”I’d call that a success. If we have this running throughout her visit, Sunset should hopefully not realise it’s numbing her magic if we let her settle, pass the time with conversation or whatever. Between that and how you’ll also be addled, she shouldn’t glean more than some basic details.”
  752. >it was numbing your brain, you say, so hopefully she doesn’t realise something’s to off, and you’re still playing on guesswork here; she could learn your motives
  753. >Adagio chuckles. ”Relax. Leave everything to me.”
  754. >it was kind of worrying; all your studies and knowledge were fading and like they weren’t even there
  755. >”Well, if you’re all reflections of your equestrian selves, it stands to reason your magic is tied to your special talent.”
  756. >those… cutie marks, right?
  757. >Adagio nods. “Now, if my brilliant performance as your tech assistant is up to your lofty standards, perhaps we can have some fun? We have,” she says and checks her phone, “ten minutes. I’m going to to change into something more disposable.”
  758. >you check her adjustments as she dashes into her room, and everything looks good
  759. >you jot the numbers down, log them on your phone and commit them to memory as well; this is very important
  760. >Adagio emerges, dressed in an old Dazzling’s merchandise shirt and some gym shorts
  761. >”Not that I’m having second thoughts, Ray,” Adagio asks, obviously having second thought, ”but I’ll be able to be shrunk down to this height again, right? It’s not worth having a little indulgence if it compromises the whole plan.”
  762. >it will take more power to suppress the extra energy, but sure, ultimately her 5’5 height is still a baseline in this world
  763. >hell, at some point you’ll need to experiment with bombarding her with earth energy, as you suspect that wouldn’t make her grow; you theorise it’s her body’s attempt to absorb the far more potent siren signal and her current, earth-like form is what’s causing this growth as a side effect
  764. >she shrugs. ”No time like the present. We’ve got a few minutes.”
  765. >you fire up the earth signal
  766. >”Ooh… tingly. It’s kind of nice. I don’t think it’s doing much though.”
  767. >you square that one under ‘fun times enhancer’
  768. >without a word, you then fire up the siren signal
  769. >ears point up through her hair, eyes glow, fin-wings spread as she grunts and receives more power
  770. >once more, it reaches a point where her body just stops receiving the power and her changes vanish
  771. >that means you’ve give her a similar dose to the first time and shut it down
  772. >she stands and stretches. ”Quick, what delightfully deviant acts do you want to do?”
  773. >all this meeting with your old bully business has you somewhat inspired
  774. >she looks a little surprised, then flashes a menacing grin
  775. >grabs you by the collar
  776. >and shoves you against the wall
  777.  
  778. >”So, you like being treated like a little worm, hmm? Belittled? You’re pathetic!”
  779. >she shudders and gasps, losing her balance as she presses her body against yours
  780. >”A little… nngh… weed like you? Even thinking of approaching someone as beautiful as me? As powerful as me!?”
  781. >you could have escaped up to this point, but that window soon closes
  782. >her arms recover some mass as firm biceps and triceps rise and swell
  783. >and her breasts push and distort her T-shirt and push into your chest as she grows taller than you
  784. >”There’s no way… ahh-“ Adagio’s shorts creak and strain. “No way you deserve to breathe the same air as me!”
  785. >it’s becoming hard to breathe as she pushes her tits against your chest, but her arms are now on the wall
  786. >and you feel some genuine panic as you feel yourself being lifted
  787. >she cackles as she literally lifts you off the ground with her tits, just as a huge split forms down her T-shirt, the word Dazzlings broken apart like the band itself
  788. >”As if you could possibly… mmmhhh!”
  789. >by luck, there’s a mirror where you can see her back
  790. >and just in time as her ass explodes out of her shorts, the thick, padded cheeks wobble for a second as they gladly take up space, then flex as they get backed by slabs of muscle
  791. >”… could possibly please a woman as big as me!”
  792. >your feet are clear off the ground as her back muscles flex and finish what her tits started, and with a flex of her thighs and a wiggle of her hips, she’s covered only in thin strips of fabric that are over her shoulders or pinned between you and her gigantic, perfect breasts
  793. >but you haven’t taken a breath in nearly a minute
  794. >Adagio grabs you, fights through her disorientating arousal and stands
  795. >and pins you against the wall and ceiling
  796. >she’s bigger than her original 7’3 height, and still growing
  797. >in fact, she cries out and you see her arousal trickle down her thighs as she hits a climax just from the growth
  798. >which seems to fuel her final spurt as she shoots up, her thick mane of hair cushioning her head as it hits the ceiling
  799. >she’s panting like a dog, her face is bright red and her eyes are lidded and unfocused
  800. >but she stares at you and drools
  801. >”I need you. Inside me. *NOW!*”
  802. >she lets you down and stumbles back, using the ceiling to keep her balance
  803. >and begin strategising as you realise you’re only eye level with her rock-hard abs
  804. >because you’re going to need to work to please your newly 9ft girlfriend
  805.  
  806. >of course it wasn’t a request
  807. >Adagio picks you up and struggles through her bedroom door, and you thank your lucky stars you don’t get a concussion on the doorframe
  808. >she goes to throw you on the bed the bed but stops, looks you in the eye, and brings you in for an extremely heavy kiss, with her plush lips smothering your face so intensely, for a moment you worry she’s going to eat you
  809. >*now* she slams you on the bed and climbs over you
  810. >the bed creaks ominously and Adagio lowers herself on top, her pelvis pushes down on you as her legs settle on the floor either side, and she rises again just to get a more comfortable position
  811. >it’s obvious she isn’t thinking straight, as you’re liable to break some ribs, hips or break your spine if you don’t act fast while she’s not pressing her unfathomable weight on you
  812. >so you slide lower and push both your hands into her eager folds
  813. >she moans loudly as you meet little resistance; she’s so big and horny, you’re a little glad, because I’d your arms weren’t enough, you half suspect she would use your whole body
  814. >.. and briefly consider that may well true be next, if you grow her again
  815. >you pull your hands away and plunge a fist deep inside and massage her from within
  816. >there’s more laboured creaks from the bed as Adagio writhes, cries out and demands, “more!”
  817. >you slip off the bed as she lays on her front and raises her hips, like an invitation do do her doggy style
  818. >you use your other hand to tease her button, and she yells as she bucks against you
  819. >she also suddenly reaches down, snags your arm, drags you up between her legs, and mounts you again
  820. >Adagio begins humping your length, the size difference doesn’t seem to matter, and you breathe a sigh of relief she’s supporting most of her weighty
  821. >and she’s so sensitive, just grinding against you sets her off into rhythmic grunts
  822. >each thrust rocks the bed, each push hammering it against the wall
  823. >it’s overwhelming; her gasps, your grunts, the creaking bed, the scrape of wood and thump of the wall
  824. >you go off, but Adagio just rides you harder
  825. >to no surprise, someone hits the wall from the next apartment to complain about the noise
  826. >Adagio responds by screaming in bliss as you get drenched in her juices
  827.  
  828. >she collapses on you, and you’re brought down to earth on the very real returning threat of being crushed
  829. >Adagio has just enough mind to pick you from beneath her as she relaxes on the bed
  830. >well, not on bed as over it; her arms and legs trail all over the room and her torso takes up most on the queen sized mattress
  831. >you’re tired, but it’s not exactly super late
  832. >so she cuddles you close as you bask in a mutual afterglow
  833. >you kiss Adagio’s fingers and say she’s an incredible woman
  834. >”Flattery? I don’t know what you’re after, Ray, but be my guest. Unless you’re pining for a second round? I wouldn’t mind, but I suspect the bed might not survive.”
  835. >you chuckle
  836. >but something gnaws at your mind
  837. >you say worshipping her is easy
  838. >she was beautiful anyway, her confidence was sexy, her intelligence impressive and she now looked truly divine
  839. >not to mention she had an amazing voice
  840. >and until now you hadn’t given it much thought, but… was there anything she liked about you?
  841. >Adagio’s hands stroke your chest, but she’s silent
  842. >you begin to worry, but she finally hums in thought
  843. >”If you’re fishing for complements. I could just say that your goddess gladly grants you her attention.”
  844. >no, real talk
  845. >your invention explained much about why she slept with you last time, a convenient way to secure your loyalty
  846. >but… she could have strung you along now, promises of more sex for completing the device
  847. >so you ask her again, what is it about you that just… works?
  848. >more silence
  849. >you uneasily say it’s alright if she doesn’t feel anything for you
  850. >you understand outcasts and geeks like you don’t really normally end up with the gorgeous girls
  851. >“Shut up, idiot. You don’t get to belittle yourself.” She holds you above herself and stares into your eyes and winks, but her smile is strained. “That’s my job.”
  852. >a few uncertain seconds pass, and she lowers you again onto her perfectly strong and sexy body, cradling you against her breasts
  853. >”Let me tell you a story. When I was still a siren, I felt I was akin to a goddess. I held great power, along with my sisters, over the hearts and minds of everyone we desired, just by singing. And through this manipulation, we sowed chaos and conflict. This made us ever more powerful. It was… simple. In our nature, and effective. In retrospect, simple is shortsighted, and effective is crude. Of course, we grew ever bolder and brazen, and that made the ponies gather champions to fight us. We were too strong to defeat, but they did banish us.”
  854.  
  855. >Adagio sighs and holds you tighter, and you snuggle against her soft bosom
  856. >”Even when we resigned ourselves to our punishment, old habits died hard. So while we adjusted, we retained that pride. All we desired was our next nourishment of negativity. But more than anything, we desired adoration to give us a ready supply of that energy. And as soon as we had our old powers restored by what we did at Canterlot high, we struck. And failed. We lost everything but each other.”
  857. >the battle of the bands, you recall that but like most of the crowd, you were entranced
  858. >”So we delved even deeper into accepting our new lots in life. Just three humans, forever. We sought desperately to ‘find the magic’ of normal life. Sonata had the least trouble; she was always the most reactionary of us, and enjoyed simple pleasures. Going by what I heard when I watched the show, she’s revelling in the role her voice acting job. Aria resented her for giving up on the old ways, and instead of being their driving force and keeping them on track, I… I buckled, just gave up trying to keep them together and snapped at both of them, called them useless and… much worse things.”
  859. >it’s not like she wasn’t under stress too
  860. >you go to offer her some kind words, but the distant, sad expression on her face
  861. >”I still remember the day Sonata left. Aria and myself thought she was bluffing about the job offer, and even I said that if this talent agent was so great, she should just go and not come back.”
  862. >her eyes grow wet, but she scowls and laughs sardonically
  863. >”Take a wild guess what she did. And Aria vanished the next day, and just left a note saying she needed to find a reason for life. Which was when I started my plan for that bar, only I failed that as well; I didn’t realise how much was needed to keep it running. I bet Aria’s doing just fine as well, just to make sure it’s succinctly my fault.”
  864.  
  865. >which brings you to now, you say
  866. >Adagio squeezes your shoulder and says, “so I’d fallen lower than I’d ever been, and after years of demanding adoration and worship, a strange man appears before me, full of both. Given, unasked, even unrequited for a time. I’d never had that before. And he was clever, and dedicated. I’ll freely admit I don’t care much for the human form, but he wasn’t terrible to look at, either. And he let me discover meaning behind all those dark times by giving me hope. For once, instead of looking down on everyone and only seeing the worst in everything, I’m looking up, at the possibilities. And most of all, for the first time since my banishment? Suddenly this world seems tolerable. Because of you.”
  867. >you look up at her as she stares into your eyes
  868. >you both just have a moment
  869. >one ruined as her stomach rumbles loudly and you can’t help but laugh
  870. >oh yeah, you forgot you skipped dinner because of training her to use the device and the subsequent growth and sex
  871. >Adagio sighs, and says, “guess I’ll need shrinking again. I *so* can’t wait for you to make your fortune so I can just stay huge.”
  872. >you say you have some idea about inducing a less arousing regrow the post-shrink signal
  873. >Adagio scoffs. “Where would be the fun in that? Maybe I like growing and making you my little toy?”
  874. >you chuckle and say you enjoy it too, you’re just saying that, if nothing else, it’ll be useful to try it out if she suspects she might grow back in public
  875. >she rolls her pretty eyes. ”Sounds boring, but ugh, fine.”
  876. >you go to prepare the machine ahead of Adagio
  877. >only to hear a loud thump and her grunt, “ow!”
  878. >you look at her as she holds her forehead, and squeezes into the main room
  879. >”Not a single word, Ray,” she grumbles, “or you’re sleeping on the couch. Outside. When I throw it out the window.”
  880. >you know she’s just being… well, Adagio, but considering she lives in the second floor, you still don’t fancy being yeeted through glass and onto the sidewalk, so you focus on your new tweaks
  881. >it’s all about controlling the way the magic within her returns to her current ‘earth’ state
  882. >you assume it’s to do with the local lack of relative magic for an earth pony; her body can only process it in the simplest way which is, according to Adagio, earth ponies are typically bigger and stronger
  883. >the alternative is that earth ponies are excessively, eternally horny
  884. >you just realised that if you’re going to Equestria, you’re going to become an equine
  885. >and a unicorn at that
  886. >what even is your life, right now?
  887. >that’s a riddle for the ages, though you wouldn’t trade it for the world
  888.  
  889. >once you set up the new shrinking signal, you watch Adagio dwindle in size, curves and brawn
  890. >considering her new ‘normal’ height, it’s very drastic
  891. >though this new method seems feasible, Adagio’s discomfort as she shrinks past six feet tall isn’t a great start, but she’s soon svelte and trim at 5’5
  892. >you check the decay and start your calculations
  893. >Adagio rolls her less muscular shoulders, then cups her smaller breasts and frowns
  894. >”I’m going give you a homework project, Ray. See if you can make a shrink signal that lets me keep the curves and muscle. I hated being human already, but being given a body like you’ve given me, and it’s hard to go back to this tiny form.”
  895. >you also regret to say that, while the decay seems more stable, so it should cause less *ahem* disruptive energy, it’s happening quicker: she’s got an hour before she won’t have to with about being ‘tiny’
  896. >”Is that what we’re calling big horny time now? Disruptive energy?” she wiggles her eyebrows at you and strikes a sexy pose, then sighs. “Eh, still, it’s enough to get a bite to eat.”
  897. >you both do your part to make a quick dinner and eat it just as quick as you plan your next steps
  898. >you realise with Adagio’s request, you’re not completely sure when you’ll have time to learn how to use that audio editing software
  899. >you say so, and that you hope this trip to Equestria won’t be too soon so you can get everything ready
  900. >Adagio snorts and chuckles. “Don’t be an idiot, Ray, you’re better than that. Who said anything about *you* learning how to use the audio software? I can do that. Perhaps you’re forgetting who you’re talking to? You know, the lead singer of the Dazzlings? After we lost our powers, of course I looked at every avenue to get us back on the stage, everything like mixing, layering and more. And yes, before you get snide, that includes autotune…” she gives you an evil glare and a pointed finger, “but we did *not* use it for our performances!”
  901. >you hate to admit it, but with everything going on, you kinda forgot she used to be a man almostbprofessional singer… mainly because she hasn’t sung in a while, which you mention
  902. >she bites her lip. ”I just… haven’t felt the need to. We used to sing for our powers to work, and when we lost those, we sung to make money. I suppose I haven’t really just sung for the enjoyment of it since…”
  903. >she trails off and looks distant, even looking a little distraught
  904. >”… I don’t think I’ve ever just *sung* a song. It’s always been to further my goals.”
  905. >you don’t know much, but you’ve heard true musicians always have tunes and songs in the background of their minds, even thinking in rhythm and such
  906. >just like how you’re always crunching numbers, working out theoretical uses for these magic signals; life is science, and that’s how you live your life since it’s how you perceive and judge the world
  907. >”I… I guess I’ll think about it.” She smiles. “Even if it’s for a one man audience.”
  908.  
  909. >you do some tinkering while Adagio stares pensively at her phone
  910. >to your surprise, she suddenly lifts it to her ear
  911. >”Ugh, voicemail,” she grumbles, then puts on a friendlier tone and says, “hey, it’s me… I know it’s been a while, but I’d really like to talk. Actually, scratch that. I want- no, I *need* to see you. Please. Call me if you need the address, but I sent it to you, like, then times already. If it makes the decision to call any easier, there’s a great taco place near where I live.”
  912. >she sighs
  913. >trying to lighten the mood, you ask if you’re going to have more surprise visitors, you’ll need a girlier bathrobe; the last one wasn’t quite emasculating enough
  914. >Adagio snickers. “Funny time to bring up the subject of clothes, I was considering making you wear lingerie while you’re living here.”
  915. >though, I’m all seriousness, who was that she was calling? Or is it another ‘do i say, or else’ thing?
  916. >”I’m trying to mend things with my sisters, if you must know.”
  917. >that’s good of her, you say, and you think it would do Adagio a lot of good to bring them all together again; peace of mind and all that after how they broke up
  918. >”If I’m going to get my powers back, I want both of them here to receive the benefit too. Like you said, it only seems right after I pushed them away. The only problem is I still don’t know how to get hold of Aria. I’m hoping in some backwards way she’s stayed in contact with Sonata, even though they always bickered like children.”
  919. >with a sudden gasp, Adagio looks at herself
  920. >you check your phone; yep, been about an hour
  921. >”Ooh… without the tingling, this feels… weird.”
  922. >Adagio quickly peels off her clothes as she shudders up to six feet tall
  923. >her body looks like it’s flexing over and over, but every time she relaxes, she’s a bit stronger and more muscular
  924. >Adagio blushes a little as her modest but perfectly pert breasts swell and gravity pulls her forward, then another flex of her muscles and she stands upright
  925. >and creeps up to seven feet tall as she flexes her legs and wiggles her toes
  926. >sure, she may not be aroused, but damn!
  927. >she’s not the only thing growing as you hope the bathrobe is covering your own swelling
  928.  
  929. >Adagio flexes her arms and grins as her biceps pulse larger
  930. >”Okay, so I may not be getting hit with the horny energy,” she says as her body stretches taller, “but this is still damn hot.”
  931. >she steps over to you and giggles, no doubt becayse you appear to dwindle and get obscured behind her tits as she hits eight feet in height
  932. >and you watch as your eye level goes from her upper abs, which bulge out as she hits her peak strength, to the lower set as her growth abates at nine feet once more
  933. >”Mmmh, there we go. Your goddess is back, and I sincerely hope you’re ready for intensive, dominant…cuddling.”
  934. >you might have to check your schedule
  935. >she gives you a traditionally dark grin and says, “I’m sure you’ll find the time.”
  936. >without another word, you’re picked up and taken to bed
  937. >you expect another hard session, but it’s as Adagio says
  938. >is passionate kissing, cuddling and a little grinding
  939. >it’s entirely your own choice when you grab some protection and she lets you have the most vanilla sex as you mount her
  940. >she just gently pushes her hips up to your thrusts and maintains loving eye contact
  941. >well, as much as she can; her breasts keep getting in the way as they bounce from her movements
  942. >you go at like a rabbit and easily blow your top, then fall flat on her hard but comfortable abs
  943. >but you feel guilty; the size difference means that she wasn’t likely getting much from that
  944. >so you change tactics and go fist deep again
  945. >she gasps and smiles as her eyes lose focus reclines and lets you worship her
  946. >and you push your arm as far in as you dare to, which makes her squirm, and begin pumping her
  947. >and it lets you get near enough to her button to nibble it between your lips and suck on it
  948. >”Aah! E- easy, you idiot! Not so- ooh… rough!”
  949. >you apologise, you didn’t realise she was such a dainty flower
  950. >you feel a shiver run up your spine as she gives you an evil glare. ”Oh, that’s it!”
  951. >she grabs your head and jams you face first between her legs
  952. >”Work fast, Ray, I’m not… mmmh letting go until I get what I want!”
  953.  
  954. >like you needed an incentive
  955. >you eat her out faster than you ate lunch back in Canterlot High when Sunset was on the prowl
  956. >and apparently so efficiently, you’re almost surprised when she cries out in climax and you get half crushed between thighs as she clenches
  957. >but as she comes down from her ecstasy, she plucks you up higher, cuddles you like a plushie, and you easily find sleep
  958. >…
  959. >you feel the bed move and there’s a squeal of wood on wood
  960. >”Ray!”
  961. >you turn and look at Adagio, as she sits upright and sweating
  962. >most shocking is you’ve never seen her this distressed before
  963. >you ask Addy if everything is okay
  964. >she clears her throat and says, “sure, just a weird dream.” She recovers her composure and grins. “Almost as weird as you.”
  965. >har har
  966. >she settles back down, or as much as can considering her legs are clear off the bed so she has to go into a foetal position to fit, and she cuddles you as you doze off
  967. >”… never leave me…”
  968. >did she say that, or was that your imagination?
  969. >it was strange seeing her like this
  970. >vulnerable, which even when she was like back in her old bar, she never displayed it; it just wasn’t in Adagio Dazzle’s personality
  971. >but you can only guess that, siren or not, she’s a human now, with that entails; doubts and fears, despite how huge and strong she is physically, just like you had before you plucked up the courage to find and talk with her
  972. >all you can do is stick to your principles and trust in her unspoken plan
  973. >and that means dealing with Sunset Shimmer to get into Equestria, despite your still lurking fears of her
  974. >for your Adagio
  975. >your goddess
  976. >your lover

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