	"Tenno! Get them!"
	A cry of rage and fear echoes over the din of gunfire as the squadron of imperfect clones open fire upon the trio before them. Almost immediately the three figures seem to multiply into hundreds, thousands, even millions, the Grineer trembling as they bear their weapons down upon the horde of Tenno. Their magazines discharge as they mow down the Tenno, tearing through the centuries old warriors with terror and fervor, dwindling their number, until finally a few Grineer are left standing amid of sea of carnage. And only then do they finally see again, the bodies of their fellows at their feet, the mirage of Tenno dissipating and the dread setting in as they recover from their madness. Those feelings are cut short however as two pistols crack the silence, sending the remaining soldiers to the floor.
	"Good work girls, this has been a breeze with you two tagging along~!" Whimsically, an Octavia warframe emerged from the shadows, skipping her way across the sea of death. "You're really something scary some times Nyx!" Knocking a Grineer's head to the side, Octavia slides a finger across her Mandachord, the beating of her music dying down.
	"I don't think I like being called scary by someone as jovial about death as you..." Following the Octavia, a Nyx and Mesa crept from the shadows and into the light, the Mesa's redeemer pistols snapping back from their firing position.
	The trio had been called down for a routine extermination mission, and it was proving as uneventful as ever; the three of them tearing through whatever resistance approached them. Truthfully, they each would rather be elsewhere, pursuing something else, save for Octavia; she truly relished whatever company she could find, even with the frigid Nyx and stoic Mesa.
	"Heeey, don't be like that Nyxie~. Tell you what, how about I try out some new tunes? I sampled from some Corpus anthems and I really like how it's turning out!" Rapidly, Octavia swapped out the tracks droning from her Mandachord with her latest 'creation', the heavy drums being replaced by something a bit less...'authentic'. "Ok, I know it's a bit weird but give it a chance!"
	"Do whatever you want, but never call me that again." Heavy ire dripped from Nyx's voice as she strut past Octavia, Mesa following her closely behind, remaining silent as Octavia eagerly nodded her head to the beat. Admittedly, Nyx was beginning to enjoy Octavia's music, as much as it irritated her, the fellow Tenno knew how to compose. And as this new track built tempo, Nyx began to feel excitement fill her, the pounding in her head that she started the mission with beginning to dissipate as Octavia's work-in-progress wormed its way into her ear.
	Each of the Tenno felt this growing excitement as well, Mesa finding each of her shots more accurate, Nyx's control over the fragile Grineer psyche seeming to cement itself, and Octavia's fingers incessantly flitting across her sequencer, mixing the beat as it progressed. Their movements grew swift, their will hardening, their mercy waning, the heavy synthetic beat of Octavia's music acting as a song of war. Mesa was first to feel it however, warm blood coursing through her body as she felt the thrill of another cleanly perforated hole being caused by her guns. It was normal to her to feel a rush after a clean kill, but for some reason the rush refused to recede. The statuesque gunner felt her cheeks grow reddened, and quickly she felt as though she couldn't relax into her usual trance of gun-slinging.
	Nyx too began to feel a feverishness course through her, the power of her illusions didn't weaken but she was finding herself distracted from the firefights, the Tenno's excitement from before building up and up. Even as Nyx felt her energy fly from her fingertips, her illusions sending another group of Grineer into disarray, while her reserves felt packed with yet more power.
	Octavia was deep in reverie, the track doing even better than she suspected, her body feeling as though the music coursed through her. The bard's instrument humming as she mixed the track in the thick of combat, she knew what she was feeling, pure arousal. "Mh! I'm glad you girls are loving this as much as I am~." Shivers ran along Octavia's body as she amped up the bass, her music penetrating even deeper in the Grineer outpost, drowning out the blaring klaxon.
	"W-what are you talking about?" Nyx choked out a response, the warm buzz inside of her body hard to pull away from.
	Slowly at first, Octavia began to rock her hips, her crotch swinging back and forth in tune to her music. "Can't you feel it Nyxie? Those warm feelings budding in your chest? The haze in your brain as the music seeps inside of you?! Aaahh, I live for this~." The rolling of Octavia's hips progressed until she was thrusting her crotch back and forth to the beat, putting on a lewd display in front of the other Tenno. Normally Mesa would have dismissed this and focused on her mission, and Nyx would most likely chew out Octavia for acting so strange, but there was something digging inside of them, something they couldn't ignore.
	Both of these frigid and aloof Tenno were hardly aware as their bodies began to mimic Octavia's, Mesa and Nyx both beginning to move with the beat, their wide hips shifting back and forth. "Wh-what am I doing?!" A squeak of fear and arousal broke the air as Nyx grew aware of her actions, her hands running up her sides as she thrust her hips back and forth, the beat of the music controlling her. Mesa too let out a startled murmur as she discovered her own gyrations, her own hands cupping her rear cheeks, feeling up the soft mass.
	"Yeah~, just let the music take you! Take you to greater heights, to wherever it wants to gooo~!!" The bard let out a lust-filled moan as she shook in ecstasy, her music growing louder as she let it overwhelm her own senses. Octavia's knees spread and her hands ran up to her head as she thrust her hips back and forth, the intense pleasure making her muscles quiver as she was a puppet to the songs will. As she whipped her crotch in a perverse dance, something began to bulge in between Octavia's legs, a round mass that was filled with heat. It grew thicker and thicker, ballooning out in front of her fellow Tenno who grew horrified still even as the music coursed more lust into them. "Fffff-yeeeaaaahhh!!" With a cry of triumph, the bulge at Octavia's hips seemed to snap and suddenly the indistinct round shape had become very distinct, a flaccid shaft swinging back and forth above a hefty ballsack.
	To say Nyx was repulsed would be an understatement, but before she could speak, a tense grunt drew her attention to her side. Instead of thrusting, Mesa's body moved from side to side, a lewd rolling motion that showcased her hips, the gunner's hands holding tight onto her ass cheeks and pulling them up in a showcase to no one. It was too strange to Mesa, to someone who had tried to forget emotions beyond the satisfaction of a kill, the feeling of lust filling her was far far too strange. But she couldn't fight the growing lust and soon she began to let out a moan. "Aaaaahn, s-so goooood~!!" Between Mesa's legs a shape began to stretch out, growing long and getting wedged in between her thick thighs.
	"Y-yes, yes, yes!!" Nyx was stunned as she watched the normally mute Mesa cry out in perverse pleasure, the long growth between her legs growing defined until finally she saw the familiar head of a shaft on her friend. Nyx felt sick as she watched Mesa grunt and groan while rocking her hips, her footlong shaft just like Octavia's as she swung it side to side, the western frame's bulbous sack being shown in peeks as her cock swung. "M-m-music!!"
	Finally, Nyx felt her hands trailing down her thighs, settling on her kneecaps. "Nonononono, n-not me, not like this! I-I don't want to be like that!" She tried to control herself, Nyx's fingers digging into her armor as she clenched her hands, trying to stall the rhythm of her body. It was exhausting, but faintly, Nyx could feel herself winning and for a moment she felt hope, maybe she could stop this, stop Octavia.
	"Just what are you doing Nyxie~!? Come on, join the fun~!" Octavia's hands left her head as she began gyrating her lower body, her cock swinging up and smacking back down into her thighs with lewd thwacks. The Mandachord on Octavia's arm let out a chirp as she swiped her hand across it and Nyx's thoughts were slammed against a mental wall as the music grew in intensity. "It's fine~, just let it in, let it bring you pleasure~!"
	It was too much for Nyx, she tried too fight it, to break free of the music but something inside her just...snapped. "Uuurrrghh, i-it's too much!!" A deep groan broke from Nyx's throat as she spread her legs and began to shake her hips. "S-so strooong~!!" Her crotch seemed to freeze in deep rapture but still Nyx couldn't keep from dancing, the pleasure spreading through her body like electricity. A deep throbbing filled the Tenno's crotch, her pussy growing inflamed from inside her armor until she felt a twist inside her body, her inner organs smashing together as her nether's lips sealed shut. "Y-yessss, g-gimme me a big nasty diiick!!" Nyx's mind was shattered as almost immediately a cock ballooned from the surface of her crotch, the forearm length shaft swinging back and forth as a package swung out from underneath it, the ballsack and dick slapping together lewdly.
	The room filled with moans and groans from the two dick-wielding frames, Mesa and Nyx full engaged with dancing so that their footlong shafts would slap against their bodies, drizzling pre all over themselves and floor. Octavia's own shaft was at attention unlike her fellows flaccid cocks, hers eagerly drooling pre as she slid her fingertips across her sequencer, adding more and more to the song. "Yes, yes! Riiight there~..." A soft moan left Octavia's throat as she adjusted the tempo of the song, the oppressive beats growing stronger as they pounded on the eardrums of those nearby. More and more blood seemed to pump to Octavia's shaft as she speed up the music, the BPM rising with the decibels. Once more the Tenno felt a crescendo of pleasure rushing towards her and she let out a grunt in pleasure as her cock throbbed with enough ecstasy is blurred the line between pain and pleasure. Octavia's shaft throbbed and surged forward, sticking straight ahead and towards her two dancers, her already impressive cock now growing in length, her ballsack growing larger as well. "Can you feel it!? Can you feel the music as it works through you, pleasuring you and making you beg for more!?"
	Mesa and Nyx could certainly feel it, their own shafts beginning to throb and ache in pleasure just like Octavia's, the perverse lengths growing inch by inch as they swung and slapped against ballsack, thigh, and flesh alike. All the worries and fears Nyx had seemed to melt away, all that mattered was the beat and making sure she shook her cock to it, it consumed her. The same could be said of Mesa's mindset, her over-powering lust of the moment grinding years of stoicism into dust as she felt drool build in her mouth while she fervently shook her hips to the music. Something was building deep inside the pair, something too powerful to hold in. As the dancers sped up to match the beat, their shafts began to flex and twitch going from flaccid to a semi-erect state, the two sluts connected to the cocks letting out unrefined moans. "Gaaahh!!" "M-mffhh!!"
	And with a flick, Octavia ramped up the music volume again, making both herself and the other Tenno in the room groan in unison as their cocks shook. Great globs of jism splattered from their cocks, Octavia's payload painting her friends and the walls as her erect shaft bobbed back and forth, clenching and shuddering as her package tried to empty it's genetic payload. Nyx and Mesa stained the floor with their cum, their puddles of creamy white liquid mingling together until they both stood in a cocktail of their nut-milk. Even as their packages emptied, none in the room could cease their gyrations and instead they let out almost feral moans as their cocks twitched and pumped more sperm from their bodies.
	The hormones, the music, the pleasure, it all swirled around the trio and each Tenno could feel something form inside of them. Each female warframe growing her own thick, over-productive prostate, lining the inside of their anus and so large it pushed other organs out of the way. The added fluids of their new organs only made their climaxes drag out as they shot even thicker splurts of DNA, each of the three's ballsacks clenching as they tried to empty themselves, to beat the production of their sperm. "Gah!" "Aaahhh!!" Their grunting and groaning grew louder as they felt their body grow accustomed to these new growths, these organs they never should have, their prostates shaking as music echoed through their bodies.
	Slowly, the constant shots of 'milk' began to die off, turning from great blasts to little trickles of remnant fluids. But even with such powerful orgasms, so strong that the room stunk with the scent of musky cum, the music still droned on and the dancers still moved to the beat.
	"L-let's get this party into overdrive!" Octavia stumbled over her words as her body was still numb after orgasm, but she couldn't stop herself from twisting the perverse song even further. It caused an immediate action in her own body as each beat echoed from her instrument and into her core, her already over-sized sexual organs ballooning even further. Octavia's senses burned as she felt new nerves grow, her once footlong shaft growing in shakes, inch upon inch until she finally had a cock the length of her leg and as thick as her waist, her body somehow able to support it. Beneath this colossal shaft, Octavia's cum factories swelled as well, each testicle growing to the size of a watermelon and making it difficult for her to continue swinging her sack in a lecherous dance. But Octavia didn't mind, she had two people to dance for her, she just needed to compose for them.
	Faintly, Nyx can recall something, some task or objective given to her but none of that matters as Octavia's fingers grace her instrument again and the music picks up once again, the foul and twisted melody changing even further. The drums are a constant pressure on Mesa and Nyx and just like Octavia, they begin to feel a new burning in their loins. "Fffu-gh!!" Pain wells in Mesa as she tries to hold her voice down, while her cock suddenly shoots forth. Even thicker than Octavia's but just shy of being leg-length, Mesa's new cock hangs before her, its immense weight bringing her to her knees. As the once stoic gunman is brought to her knees under the enormous trunk of flesh now curving skywards, her sack quickly bulges larger as well, enormous testes that strain against the skin of her package and end up just getting crushed under her weight.
	Back and forth Mesa begins to swing on her new ballsack-seat, her hands gripped tightly onto the sides of her far too wide cock, pre oozing out of the tip in thick globs. "N-need to cum, g-gotta let it out!" Mesa's poor nutsack is pressed between pleasure and pain as she uses her own testes as a cushion, electricity running through her as she begins to tug on her cock's flesh, her hands stretched wide to hold as much meat as possible. As she rocked back and forth she tried to jerk her immense shaft, the weight of her cock shifting onto her and in turn her pair of exercise-ball sized testes, sending deep jolts of pleasure and pain along her spine. "Ssyoo goood~!!"
	Normally Nyx would be terrified, repulsed, any number of these feelings as she saw Mesa's transformation of debauchery, but instead all she felt was jealousy. An intense and deep jealousy welled in Nyx's chest as she saw Mesa in the throes of pleasure and as a result her dancing grew more fervent. The once astute and cool-minded Tenno danced with a fervor, her drooling cock and package bouncing as she thrust her hips and with each swing of her pendulum like ballsack, it grew larger. The roiling testes inside of Nyx's sack expanded, filling with more little white swimmers begging to be spilled but what truly grew was the loose skin of Nyx's sack, her still huge balls now hanging low from her body, whipping back and forth. And as Nyx swung those sensitive orbs with such savagery in her dancing, her cock began to grow larger as well, until it began to droop down and block the path of her pendulous package, her sack slapping into the wet shaft.
	Pleasure jolted through Nyx's mind as her genitals smacked together, but she didn't want this, what she truly wanted was her sack swinging even faster without her stupidly thick cock blocking its path. Without stalling the thrusting of her hips, Nyx kept to the beat of the music as she hugged her shaft to her chest, wedging it in between her breasts. Each shake of Nyx's hips gave more power to her swinging wrecking balls and as a bonus, slid her cock in between her chest, the dregs of her previous orgasm being squeezed out. Nothing mattered to Nyx anymore, she just had to make her wonderful balls dance to the music, and as she found herself growing more aroused from wafting her ball musk around the room, her shaft and package thickened.
	The testes inside of Nyx's sack began to grow oblongish in nature, but still far too small to fill her loose and low-hanging ballsack. Nyx's shaft on the other hand thickened, spreading her breasts wide and eventually dwarfing them as its head slapped against her chin. Back and forth Nyx shook her hips, and her balls followed which tugged her shaft up and down her chest, causing the once serious Tenno to jerk her cock with both of her arms. "Mnngh, y-yesss~..."
	"Aaah~, th-the music is just so...gooood!!" With a cry, Octavia pushed her instrument to its limit and she found her nerves turning to a quivering mess, the sheer force of the music's beat threatening to turn her mind to mush. "H-here comes the climax!" The bard's whole body clenched up as the vibrations of the music shook her to her core, and her prostate. Octavia's mind was shattered in a tidal wave of pleasure as the drums of her song reached a crescendo, an orgasm rocking her body from tip to toes. "Aaaaahhh!" She let out a single cry of pleasure as her body pumped and clenched and fired and shook, incredibly thick and large jettisons of jism exiting Octavia's distended cockslit.
	A deep and musky scent filled the air, the scent of Octavia's spunk, and as the dancers fervently mistreated their bodies they felt their own orgasms triggered, no doubt by their maestro's cum now beginning to coat them. "Gaaaahhh!!" "Mmmmhhhhfff!!!" Mesa's seat throbbed and shook as it tried to empty itself, but her massive ballsack and gigantic prostate just produced too much, her log of a cock stretched incredibly wide as semi-solid splurts of spunk escaped from her shaft. Each glob of cum was a struggle to push out of her shaft, and Mesa's already twisted mind felt itself crunch under the tidal wave of pleasure, the Tenno now grinding down as hard as she could on her package. Thick, almost yellowish cream fountained out of Mesa's cock and into the air, raining down upon the trio, some stray shots smacking into and sticking to the ceiling.
	By this point, Nyx couldn't offer any restraint or resistance to her impending orgasm and her arms clenched even tighter around her shaft, her breasts pushed even wider apart as she hugs her own cock. The egg-like testicles in Nyx's balls pumped as hard as they could, mixing with the fluids from her prostate and Nyx found her chin and body getting constant splurts of creamy liquid, strands of her cum connected from her chin to her cockhead. Only when Nyx's balls swung back did her shaft manage to shoot out anything, leading to compounded loads of sticky cum being shot against her helmet, the virile liquid beginning to seep inside.
	All three of the Tenno's cocks shook and shuddered in unison, staining the room with stench and smell. The musk of each female warframe's cock mixed into a daze inducing cocktail of pheromones as their bodies shook in climax, each shaft refusing to stop depositing its payload into the room. Where there were once puddles, now piles of sperm began to form, and even though the room was not sealed, the thickness and amount of cum filling the room began to pool up to the ankles of the Tenno. Each of the once noble warriors could only groan and moan in pleasure as they emptied their ballsacks, their musky, sweaty ballsacks. And as the music continued to blare from Octavia's Mandachord, so too did they continue to fill the room with nasty sperm.

"Tenno, it's time for extraction."
"Can'-*-the musi-*-too-*-GOOOOD!!"
"Tenno?"
"You need to hear it too!"