I can see it in your eyes, you know. That you’re scared. Not used to pretty girls whispering in your mind while you watch them play?
Or just, like, so used to it that you start getting flustered the second you hear my lovely sweet voice echo in that adorable little brain of yours?
... Or maybe you just fantasize about it happening a ton, because being whispered to by pretty girls sounds, like, soooo hot, doesn't it?
Aww, lookit you~! All blushy and stammering. Gosh, is that just from my little teasing? Ooh, I bet I’m right, aren’t I?
You must be confused, cutie—but don't worry, I'll explain everything to you, okay? See, I'm a sprite siren. That's a special kinda fey that's, like, suuuuper good at music. We just play the prettiest songs you’ve ever heard, and the songs can be, like... kinda catchy! Uh-huuuh! Totally!
Now, you, cutiepie, seem to have gotten a bit caught up listening to my lovely flute, you silly little thing! Ooh, and like, the more you listen, the more you can hear my voice slipping into that soft, vulnerable mind of yours, feel me making myself at home in your adorable pretty little head.
Aww, teehee, don't be embarassed!
Or do~
You can, if you want. I mean, it is, like, totes suuuper adorable when you get flustered and embarrassed about stuff.
‘Cuz like, it is kiiiinda embarrassing...
... how you're just watching me play...
... listening to the pretty song as it trickles into your ears and flows into your mind...
... and already, like, *soooo* enthralled by me. Sooo helpless to look away from me, from my pretty plump lips so perfectly, delicately playing the flute, from my big, pretty eyes watching you soooo smugly. Sooo enthralled, totally helpless to resist just one pretty girl~
And gosh, like, it’s totally, like... sooo hot how easy you gave in to a pretty girl's charms.
But it's only natural, you see! It’s only natural to give in like that, for cute little weak-willed adorabelles like you. So you mustn't be embarrassed (except at how you're still listening, still letting my music wash all over you, such an easy little toy you are for a pretty girl with a sweet song and a cute smile and some beautiful glimmering eyes)! No, no, not embarrassed at all! I mean...
... well...
Except in that hot way where every time my eyelashes flutter, I can see you squirm
and blush
and try to speak, only for my pretty song to sweep you away like the tides, sweep all the words from your mind...
... like a slow but irresistible current carrying you back to me, right back to obeying pretty girls, because it's, like, very important to obey pretty girls, isn't it, cutiepie?
Go on, nod for me~
Teehee! Aww, I saw that cute li'l headbob! Gosh, like, you're suuuuuch a cute little weak-willed toy! I mean, it seems like a pretty girl has to do is give you a teensy little suggestion while batting her eyelashes, and you stop thinking and
just~
obey~
the pretty girl~
And you're juuuust gonna keep right on listening to my music, nodding along to my whispers, even though I’m, like, totes just a silly little bimbo and you should for suuuure know better...
You’re just gonna keep nodding along...
You’re just gonna keep blushing a hotter and hotter shade of pretty pink...
... just gonna keep listening...
... just gonna keep. Wanting. To.
obey
the pretty girl~
Aww, I don't even need the flute anymore, do I? I bet I could, like, totes just melt that cute little drippy-drippy mind of yours with one bounce of my pretty-bouncy-boobies!
Or even just... one little itsy-bitsy kiss~ 💋
Teehee! Omigosh, you just blushed soooo cutely at that! I'm totally right, aren't I? Ooh, ooooh, yes, oh gosh, just me blowing you a kiss, just, like, the thought of getting a kiss from a pretty girllll...
... makes you wanna do *everything I say*, doesn't it?
Makes
you
just
wanna
obey pretty girls~
Aww, sooo CUUUUTE~!
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Sprite sirens are much more common than the bat-birdlike audiophile true sirens or the addictively alluring golden-haired pipers, and in most regards much less dangerous. Using a variety of musical styles—from flutes and panpipes to fiddles to drums to cooing bubblegum pop harmonies—sprite sirens’ music hypnotizes the listener into a hopeless trance, where they are compelled simply to watch the sirens play.
The longer an unwary traveler listens, the greater the chance the siren will begin to slip into their mind, weaving webs of silken pleasure around a victim’s brain until all the victim wants to do is obey. Some sprite sirens use suggestive dances to deepen the hypnosis and temptation, some use suggestions to stroke or edge, and others simply play, as docile as lambs, and wait for their prey to draw near. They tend to favor bodies of water as their luring grounds, leading some to suggest that “sprite sirens” are actually just a form of nixie that use music instead of vocal commands.
The thing is, they aren’t actually that bright. Sprite sirens are vain, ditzy bimbos who really just want an audience of adoring toys to play with, but they don’t really make complex plans or employ nuanced methods of seduction.
It shouldn’t be that hard to resist them. They’re just dumb, silly, pretty bimbos, after all. It’s easy enough to avoid them, or to quickly look away and cover one’s ears when a siren’s song rises over the hills.
And yet sprite sirens seem to attract a few new obedient playthings every year.
It should be easy to resist them, them being so ditzy and silly.
Perhaps those they ensnare are even ditzier and sillier.
Or perhaps it really is easier to just obey pretty girls.
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