[Americanization, Sissification]

"You two really didn't have to come with me. This is something I need to do, to atone for my sins."

"Maria. We've fought alongside one another for long enough. Protecting you and making sure you make it through to the end is just as important to me as my duty as a Sentinel."

"What Tsubasa's trying to say is that you gotta pull your head out of your ass and just accept that we're coming along. Consider this paying you back for taking care of those two as well."

Three close allies were walking into a rather dark looking base that had been abandoned a few years ago. One pink-haired adult, her blue-haired partner, and the short white-haired girl that had decided to tag along on their incredibly important mission despite being even less invited than her blue-haired companion. They were members of SONG, and able to transform and use their Symphogear via the shards of relics that had been attuned to their hearts.

The eldest of the three just shook her head a little as both of her companions refused to let her deal with this all on her own. "You better not drag me down then, girls." Maria Cadenzavna Eve, the girl attuned to the relic Airgetlam, grinned as she pulled a dagger out from underneath her small shield. She didn't know what could be hiding away inside this base, but she didn't want to be caught off guard.

"Back at you, Maria." The blue-haired attuned, Kazanari Tsubasa, smiled as she drew the manifestation of her Relic, Ame-no-Habakiri. If Maria was able to deal with mid-ranged combat using her endless supply of daggers, then she would take care of fighting at close range.

The last girl, Yukine Chris, let out a laugh as a panel on her hips popped open, letting her pull out a set of pistols. The manifestation of her relic, Ichaival, giving her the longest range out of the three of them. And if she needed to pull out the heavy artillery, she had plenty where these puppies came from. "Let's tear this damn place apart, I was sick of it the moment we arrived!"

Each of the Symphogear wielders nodded to one another as they ran straight down the corridor they had been plodding through. This abandoned base was one that Maria was quite familiar with, due to her involvement with the Americans' attempt at weaponizing Relics for the sake of fighting back against the Noise. But now that the traditional type was all but removed from their universe, and the alchemized variant had practically disappeared thanks to the lack of alchemists populating the world, this base did not need to exist any longer. But...

"Let me just understand this, Maria." Tsubasa spoke up as they went deeper and deeper into the base. "The Americans want to keep this base around? What for?" She asked, though she had the distinct feeling that she could guess why. It wasn't hard to assume what one's love towards their country could cause. She had experienced it first hand.

"In case our presence ever ends up complicating their continued existence, they had an old friend of mine experiment with contingency plans. Not that he cooked up anything worthwhile, abandoning the project and his responsibility at the first opportunity." Maria explained, narrowing her eyes. "He considered it beneath him, especially compared to the plan we offered him around that time."

Chris shook her head. "That guy? Dr. Ver? Did they really expect anything to come of that, or did they have their heads that far up their asses?" The crude young lady laughed in mild disbelief. "But they had to get something out of it if they wanted to keep it secret, right? What do you think it'll be?"

"We won't know until we get there. From what Elfnein found on the chip containing his remaining personal data, there was a chamber that he had repeatedly stamped over with all sorts of warnings. And a bunch of personalized disgusted comments to remind him never to think of it again. If it managed to give somebody as terrible as him pause, then..."

Before they had the chance to dwell on it for much longer, they made it to the very end of the ruined corridor. Leading them to a single circular room, with seemingly nothing out of the ordinary about it. They could faintly see something painted on the floor, but nothing else caught their eye.

"This is the room?" Tsubasa said as she and the others headed straight for the center, her hands firmly wrapped around the handle of her blade. She was not about to let her guard down. She knew better at this point. "Were there any hints as to what he had done for the Americans, or did he try to embellish that as well?"

"Unfortunately, the Map and his involvement was all that we were able to recover. So your guess is as good as mine." Maria said, casting a few glances around the room. Something about this place was making a shiver run up her spine. Not just because of the obvious ominous nature, but also because of the faint... scent...

Chris sniffed the air, before her cheeks turned red for but a moment. She was familiar with this kind of smell. And it wasn't a good one. "I think I figured out why he didn't want to talk about this. The damned Doctor actually had a good reason too, if I'm not imagining things." She muttered, gagging a bit. Of course she had to smell something that masculine...

As the three girls had gathered in the middle of this strange room, the lights suddenly turned on. But the hues of the light were strange enough to catch the attention of the three girls. All because of the Red, the White, and the Blue.

-O SO CAN YOU SEE-

All three were forced onto their knees for but a moment thanks to the overwhelmingly loud noise rushing through their heads, while the light intensified and warped the ground underneath them. Displaying a circular flag that was as patriotic as the song pouring around them. Because of course a hidden American operation would exploit something as exaggerated as their own national anthem.

To make matters worse, every single one of the stars displayed proudly on the flag patterned on the ground started to rise, before morphing into a Noise patterned after the flag itself. 50 elite Noise, each now circling the Symphogear wielders as they remained stunned by the patriotism being beamed into them.

"Make it stop! It's splitting my head open!" Chris shouted as she started firing in random directions. What was with this song, why was it getting to her!? What the hell did that Doctor do before he decided to drown his research with the rest of his rational mind?!

Tsubasa wasn't doing much better, her inner song being disrupted by the patriotic anthem. Which was causing her synchronization with her Relic to lower bit by bit, her grip on her blade weakening. "Yukine, block it out! We have to keep strong!" She shouted, swinging her blade and sending a weak shockwave towards the Noise approaching little by little.

Maria cursed her luck. Of course Dr. Ver would find a way to get one up over them even after he had passed. She could make a few guesses about the nature of the song pouring through them. It worked on the same wavelength as the LiNKER that she had to use to synchronize with Airgetlam, which meant that it was based on the love that allowed her to transform. Which meant...

Before the pink-haired girl managed to toss an array of daggers at one of the approaching Noise, the sound of the anthem started to intensify around them. The volume growing and growing, almost as if it was being screamed into their very soul.

"Make it STOOOOP!" Chris screamed as her pistols shifted into two oversized miniguns, but she couldn't make them fire. Pulling the trigger just caused them to jam. She had been sufficiently desynchronized, making Ichaival practically useless in her hands. Just as one of the American Noise started to wrap around itself and shoot right at her!

Neither Tsubasa nor Maria were quick enough to stop the Noise from slamming into their friend. Nor were they able to stop the rest of the Noise from shooting towards them, both of the older girls letting out a scream of their own as they were struck straight through by the patriotism-flavored Noise.

But instead of being directly hurt, or being converted to Carbon like what happened to most victims of Noise attacks... The three girls were instead introduced to their brand new outer layer of skin, as that was essentially what happened to the Noise once it had slammed into them.

The 50 Noise were reduced to just three. Or rather, the three Symphogear wielders were now surrounded by layers upon layers of Noise matter, coalescing into shiny rubber-like suits that replicated the American flag across their bodies. Complete with the 50 stars of the spangled banner displayed on their screen-like faces.

They couldn't struggle, because the American Anthem was still pouring through their bodies. Sending more of that patriotic noise through their bodies and twisting their love into something greater. They couldn't argue against the idea that it was greater either, it was just something that became truth.

Chris, Maria and Tsubasa. Red, White and Blue. They matched the Star Spangled Banner perfectly, something that they were becoming increasingly aware of. Especially as the Noise started to squeeze down on them. Bit by bit making it harder and harder to think independently. They were part of a greater whole. They were part of something that could only be accomplished by the greatest nation on earth...

As their minds were being destabilized by the sounds of the national anthem, their bodies were becoming less and less feminine thanks to the pressure brought on them by the Noise that had wrapped around them. White and Blue ending up just as short as Red, while Red and White ended up just as flat as Blue. Standing side by side, their bodies trembling as the changes kept going.

The concentrated patriotic love of the American Noise was filling out the spots that were important for loyal servants of the United States. Resulting in the three Noise-covered girls having their lower bodies expanding ever slightly, to make their buttocks flush out and be utterly irresistible if somebody were to look at them. Their thighs were just as thick as well, perfect weapons to disarm and speed across a battlefield should incapacitation become necessary.

But the patriotism wasn't done. Turning them into identical American Noise wasn't the end. Not as that patriotism filled a single pouch between their thighs. A single pouch decorated with the stripes of the flag they embodied. A nullified bulge that solidified the three not as ladies, but the proudest sissies to ever serve the United States.

And they were proud. Red, White and Blue all reached down onto their bulges and started to squeeze away at them with their mitten-like hands. Enjoying the feeling of worshipping the nation that they served. Even if they couldn't feel any sort of proper pleasure that would make them reach a climax, the servitude was enough for them. Serving their bodies so they could serve the proud United States..!

Their bodies simultaneously throbbed as they reached a stage of pleasure that was comparable to that of a climax, yet without any of the mess that came with reaching that state normally. All while A.S.S. appeared across one of their asscheeks in star-spangled font, with R, W and B appearing on the other free cheek. They had become American Sissy Songbirds. Agents of the United States that united the power of the Noise with the Relics that had begun to fuse with their bodies.

Red, White and Blue was forced to salute while playing with their bulges using another hand, they started to sing in tune with the anthem around them. A new mission recording inside their souls, to serve America and deal with any threats they were faced with. Including their former allies, the Japanese Symphogears.

"O'ER THE LAND OF THE FREE AND HOME OF THE BRAVE."