[Hyper Pregnancy, Corruption, Dronification]

There were many thoughts currently spiralling through the mind of one young Kohinata Miku. Many that wouldn’t get answered or explained any time soon, thanks to how life had managed to throw her a curve-ball.

Right now? She was in darkness. Complete and utter darkness. She knew what had happened to bring her into this dark world too. Experiments with the relic that she had once bonded with, Shenshoujing…

She, as well as others like her, were Symphogear Candidates. But unlike her friends, she never wanted to be one. She was forced to become one to fight against them, and after everything was said and done, she didn’t want to return to the front lines. It was her job to support them with her love.

Even after all the dangers that the world had suffered from were dealt with… She wondered what would’ve happened if she had instead tried to join them. To fight with them, against the people that wanted to hurt them and the innocents around them.

It was because of this curious thought, and because of her growing love for her dear Hibiki, that she asked if there was any way for her to become more synched with Shenshoujing. Sure, there wasn’t a real reason for it. Anything else that cropped up would easily be handled by the others. But that didn’t stop her from asking.

The geniuses that worked at SONG considered her proposal, and after deliberating on it for about a few minutes, they agreed. But they had something they wanted to try out, and it involved another relic that they managed to recover from the Kazanari estate.

...It was because of this relic, fused together with the Faust Robe that held Shenshoujing’s essence, that she now found herself in the depths of darkness. It seemed as if the relic had been too powerful for her body, and she now drifted between life and death.

“Life and death? You’re awfully morbid, young one.”

Miku blinked. Who was… Who was talking to her? What was talking to her? Was it the relic? She didn’t know that relics could talk… Then again, there was a lot that hadn’t been explained to her, so a talking relic wasn’t too weird now that she thought about it…

“A relic? Is that what you think I am? How rude! I’m the youngest I can be. How would you feel if somebody called you old, when you were still in your young years?”

The voice grew louder as a woman slowly materialized in front of the young girl. A woman whose features were… shadowed. But there were traits that were still visible despite that. Namely a mark pulsating above her crotch…

And the dome pushing out from her stomach. She was pregnant, anybody could notice that. But why was… What was the relic, anyway? And why was it sentient? Miku had so many questions, and yet she couldn’t get any of them to flow out of her mouth.

“Would you stop that? I have a name, you know. I’m sure those humans told it to you! Goodness, is this what I get? Is this what I deserve? No!”

The shadowed woman huffed and crossed her arms, before shaking her head and smiling from ear to ear. A wicked smile that was visible despite the rest of her body being blanketed in black colors.

“A name…” Miku muttered, as the word the woman was looking for slowly rolled through her mind. “Astarte..? That’s who you are?” She asked, as she continued floating through nothingness. Naked, shivering in the presence of a woman that was clearly powerful. Not unlike the one that had taken her body prisoner just a few months ago.

“Indeed. I am Astarte. And it is through my love that many have fallen.” She explained, brushing a hand through her long hair. “But that’s enough about me. You’re much more important, you know.” The wicked woman cast in shadow said, as she slowly pushed her floating body up against the younger girl. Brushing her belly up against that flat surface…

Miku trembled as she felt the life within slowly rub off on her. “W-What’s important about me? I’m just a normal girl. Hibiki’s the important one… She’s done so much for me and everyone else…” She muttered, a pang of envy leaking through her voice. A pang that was so quiet compared to the love that poured forth.

“You’re just as important to her as she is to her. That’s why you’re important.” Astarte grinned as her belly started to glow, the mark shining brighter than the rest. “Not just her. I can feel the bonds you’ve made. How much they care about you.”

She… She did matter like that. Whether it was Hibiki, or the impulsive Chris doing her best to pay her back for her kindness in the past, or the others having her sweetness rubbed off on them… She was important. “But… W-what can I do with that?” She asked, her tone making it clear that she had been hooked in by the ‘relic’s words.

“You can make them dependent on you. And through that… Be all that they ever need.” The ‘living relic’ said, as she slowly reached her hands forward, brushing the younger girl’s hair. “All you need to do is let me in. And I’ll give you everything that you need.” She continued, before giggling. “Don’t worry. I won’t do a thing. Everything I give you will be yours and yours alone. Consider it a gift from one neglected girl to another.”

Miku’s heart smashed against her chest, before smiling. It seemed like this ‘relic’ was some sort of kindred spirit, when it came down to it. And… It was for that reason that she opened her heart. She didn’t think anything bad could come from this.

Astarte grinned as she sank into the girl completely, causing her body to glow with a dark power as everything started to fill her out… Preparing her for everything that was to come.

Preparing her to mark all the ones she loved…

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“Damnit! Why aren’t they picking up!?”

A rather violent sounding young lady shouted to the sky, panting as she struggled to stand. Of all the times for comms to be down, it had to be right now? When she desperately needed it?!

The girl, Yukine Chris, was another one of the Symphogear Candidates. A honest girl with a gruesome past that she got over thanks to the friends that she once tried to push away. And as a result of their love and care, she had matured quite a lot.

Of course, she always thought that maturity was mental. She didn’t expect her stomach to suddenly push out like she had been impregnated when she was in the middle of a mission. It had gotten so bad that she had to let the target go because of her new sensations. She’d get scolded, yeah, but she disarmed the bastard first so she could focus on nothing but this problem.

“Even Senpai’s not picking up…” Chris muttered, gritting her teeth as she held one hand on her engorged belly. It really had just been like… One moment, she was fine, and then the next she had been filled with life. It wasn’t even a drawn out process, it was almost instantaneous.

What was she supposed to do with this? How had it happened? What would… No, okay, don’t think about that one. He’d probably coddle her or support her, just like he always did.

“Okay. Think, Chris. It can’t be Alchemists, Elf’s the only one left. It can’t be the Illuminati, they don’t have the manpower left after being mostly dismantled. It can’t be…” The white-haired girl paused, before shaking her head. “Yeah, can’t be them. They’re all probably in coffins just like that one was. Or they’re digital.”

So if it wasn’t any of their previous enemies or enemies like them, then… Who was it?

Just as Chris calmed down and tried to think through things logically, she heard the sound of a fist being pulled back. Literally pulled back. And despite the belly jutting out from her midsection, she did her best to get out of the way!

Thanks to her impeccable reflexes, and the fact that she could recognize that sound from miles away after everything she had gone through, she narrowly missed getting punched straight in the face. And the extra baby weight meant that she wouldn’t be pushed further away by the shockwave from the punch.

“What’s the bright idea, idiot?!” The white-haired girl cried out as she got up onto her feet, glaring directly at the girl she thought was Tachibana Hibiki. The only girl that could use her fists in such a reckless yet inventive matter…

Only for her eyes to widen at what she saw. Yes, it was Hibiki, but there were a couple parts of her body that looked off. Most importantly how she was dressed, as well as the matching pregnant belly…

Sure, Hibiki was wearing the same parts of Gungnir as usual. The gauntlets, the boots, the works. But the part that looked the most off was the leotard that covered her midsection. It was a deep black and purple color, an aesthetic that was completely unlike her. Not only that, but the whites that usually colored her gear were replaced with that same black, making her look even more off.

Combine that with the visor she wore which was glowing with the same sort of purple light, and the Aufwachen waveform for Gungnir proudly displayed on her breast to complement the mark that adorned her grossly pregnant belly… Suffice to say, the white-haired girl was more confused rather than anything.

Hibiki smiled as she turned towards her grounded ‘ally’, one hand firmly rubbing her gravid form. She didn’t say anything, just letting out the occasional moan to keep herself complacent. Just showing herself off seemed to please her in some twisted fashion…

“Snap out of it, idiot!” Chris cried out as she got up, reaching towards her skirt to pull forth a set of pistols. The benefit of Ichaival being a bow-type relic meant that she could have any firearm she so desired… And against a girl like her? She needed to keep as much distance as possible.

Unfortunately, in her attempt to prepare herself for a further assault from the visor-clad girl, she left herself open. She found her arms quickly wrapped behind her back courtesy of a familiar-feeling fabric. And the soft voice that carefully caressed her ears not long after made her eyes widen in fear.

“Trying to shoot a friend? You’re cruel, Chris. So cruel…”

Turning her head around, the white-haired girl saw another familiar face. This time, the face of Kohinata Miku. Only, she was far from the same. She could hardly be called similar, with the taint in her smile…

Not only that, but she looked like she had synchronized with that relic again. At least, that’s what it looked like on the surface. But considering that most of her colors had been replaced in a similar fashion to the strangely pregnant Hibiki, and the fact that she looked outright ecstatic about her current situation, AND how she was the most pregnant one out of the three of them complete with a bright tattoo of her own… Yeah. She wasn’t herself. That had to be the answer.

“Who are you? What did you do to Hibiki and Miku!?” Chris cried out as she tried to wrestle her arms free. She was in such dire straits that she abandoned all senses of pride. She didn’t want her friends to be in danger.

Miku giggled as she came closer and closer, her blackened outfit only serving to make her new malicious smile feel so much worse. “What did I do to them? Chris, you really think I’m not myself?” The gentle-hearted girl said… With the same sort of gentle air to her words as usual. If anything, they were even more gentle, especially as she reached out to touch the white-haired girl’s cheek.

“L-Liar!” The red-clad girl cried out, struggling against her binds. “You’ve become one with Shenshoujing again! There’s no way you could do that, not with your heart..!” She protested, as she tried to squeeze her finger around the trigger of her firearms…

Only for the gentle girl to take them away from her, and kiss her on the cheek.

A pulse of pleasure poured through the white-haired girl as a multitude of emotions flushed through her, all thanks to a simple kiss. Her cheeks blushed bright red as she tried to understand them all, but it was hard…

These feelings… They were all made of love. Love for Miku. Love for her. Love for everything she did. Love for their children in her womb. Love of being obedient. Love of being dependent. Love of never going against her…

And every feeling was accompanied by another image of the girl. How she smiled. How she loved. How she took care of her. How she wanted nothing more than to see her safe. Every single image hammered its way into the red-clad girl’s psyche, wearing it down more and more.

Miku smiled as she brought a hand to her own gravidity, her mark glowing. “You understand now, don’t you, Chris?” The gentle voice leaving her lips was the same as always. But she used it for something awful, supporting something wrong…

And Chris didn’t care. As soon as all of that love had soaked in, it was difficult for her to resist her. Was this why Hibiki was acting this way? Probably. This overwhelming love for somebody like her…

“I’ll take that as a yes.” The gentle girl said as she slowly brought her hand onto the gravid girl’s belly. Their bellies rubbing up against one another, all while she started to giggle. “Tell me, Chris. Tell me you want my love. Tell me you want nothing but my love. Then you can be just like her.”

Chris didn’t hesitate, putting her own hand on Miku’s belly. Her eyes were turning a deep purple, as the mark on the gentle girl’s stomach appeared right above her womb. As if the hands forming the mark were claiming her womb for the future…

“I want your love, Miku. I want it all…” Her voice was almost monotone. But enough of her genuine emotion poured through as her cheeks flushed red, panting as she felt the love still flowing through her mind…

That was all that Miku needed to hear. A simple snap of her fingers, and Astarte’s powers, the power of the relic that had fused with Shenshoujing, allowed her to cover the white-haired girl completely.

Chris’ reds were replaced with blacks, and her whites were replaced with purples as a visor appeared over her eyes. A visor that would visualize as much of the girl’s love as it could.

A single moan left the converted girl’s lips, the only thing she was allowed to do without permission. As long as her lover, her mistress, wanted her to remain silent and obedient… She’d do just that. For the sake of their love, and the children that symbolized that love.

Miku giggled. Two down… And two ready to go, if Hibiki told the truth about Tsubasa and Maria...