Author's Note

The alternate title for this chapter is: Spike's No Nut November! XD Lol

35 — In Heat – Part 1

The heat of the island has either gotten to him, or perhaps a passionate feeling was invoke from within. Whatever the reason could be, it was a crazy night when Spike found himself in a strange dream of some kind.

In his dream, there was an upbeat tempo of strange musics and the haunting voice of a woman singing, Spike was almost certain he was listening to the songs of a siren, a beautiful, but dangerous female that lulls unsuspecting men, such as Spike, to their fatal end.

Phao - 2 Phut Hon (KAIZ Remix) and/or Nico Staf | Fast and Run

Spike was wandering aimlessly through the dense jungles of Dr. Grogar's island. The island he and the girls have been trapped on for so long that it's starting to become their second home. It would've been their home, if it weren't for the dangers of the likes of Grogar, Shade Stalker, the Berserkers, or even Predator 00 – Ēferno.

Thankfully, it seems, his dreams are where Spike can simply escape the dangers of harsh reality.

"Where am I?" Spike moaned, wandering through the jungles, following the sounds of drumbeats, flute playing, and women's singing. "Where's that sound coming from? Girls?"

Spike kept on following the song in his dream, until he pulled huge leaves aside to reveal a sight to behold. Little did he know, for men his age, this was the kind of dream most men would want to have in their sleep.

Standing before him, dancing and playing instruments made from woods, shells, and animal bones on the island, are a bevy of beautiful young women, dressed in revealing attires made from scraps of animal furs, leaves, and torn fabrics.

Spike almost wanted to turn away and run, but something about the women looked familiar to him. He watched closely at their hairs, fluttering in the air, and their eyes fluttering open, revealing their colors to him. It was at that moment that Spike realized that he was dreaming and looking at the human forms of his friends – the She-Beasts.

Spike could feel his heart beating fast at the sight of the girls, besides Fleur de Lis, in what he perceived to be their true human forms. Normally, he would be scared to death at the sight of women, but for some strange reasons he didn't understand, he wasn't scared of the She–Beasts than he was before. Instead, he felt rather uncomfortable, yet enticed at the same time. It was all conflicting for him.

To further entice him, the women wrapped their hands behind their heads and swayed their hips side-to-side, so fluidly that the most well-endowed buxom bounced up and down.

Spike's eyes were bouncing along, until he shook his head, while rapidly burbling from his mouth in a vain attempt to get the images out of his head.

"Out with the images, Spike!" Spike said to himself, repeatedly slapping himself across the face. "Out! Out! Out! Out! Out! Out! Out! HEY!"

A pair of hands grabbed his cheeks, bringing his face to look up into the eyes of Rarity, smiling a loving, but intimidating smile that made Spike scared, but also enthralled that made his heart beat faster and his knees weaken.

"Oh, Spike," Rarity said lowly. "Stop resisting and just give in."

Much to Spike's fear, Rarity proceed to pucker her lips and inched closer in an attempt to claim his lips. All at once, his memory flashed to the horrible incident when the deranged teenager molested him when he was still a kid. Out of impulse, Spike slapped Rarity across the face, causing the woman to stumble back, holding her hand over her sore cheek.

"Rarity!" Spike yelped as he frantically apologized, "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to–"

"Hit me harder!" Rarity squealed, much to Spike's bewilderment.

"Oh, Spike~" Another voice purred, to which Spike turned around to see Sunset Shimmer bending down, showing an ample amount of her cleavage. "I never pegged you for the rough type."

"Spike, you naughty boy!" Fluttershy added, baring her teeth, with two pronounced canines like those of a vampire's. "You should be punished."

Spike gulped.

"I've got to get outta here!" Spike hyperventilated. "But where's the exit? Where is...Oh! Loona!"

With renewed hope, Spike ran towards the silhouette of the wolf-dog Reverse Hybrid.

"Loona! Please! Save me! Be a good dog! Save me! Please!"

However, much to Spike's horror still, the wolf-dog steps out into the light to reveal she was no longer a wolf-dog, but a woman. A human woman.

"Oh no..not you too!" Spike moaned.

Without giving Spike a chance to react, human!Loona leapt onto the man and pinned him to the ground. Spike finds himself at the mercy of the former wolf-dog, who looked at him with a wide sadistic grin and red demonic eyes that glowed in the dark.

"Loona...don't look at me that way..." Spike whimpered.

"I...I can't wait...any longer..." Loona growled. "If you know your dogs, Spike, then you should know...I'm in heat. And I...I...I'm...I'm in so much lust, I'm losing my mind. Give me...your...weiner...NOW!"

"EEEEEKKK!!!" Spike screamed himself awake.

“Whoa, that was NUTS!” He hyperventilated. “What a nightmare!”

“Spikey-Wikey,” Rarity yawned. “Are you okay?”

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!” Spike wailed at the top of his lungs, and he woke up with a start.

“Whoa! What the—“ The man hyperventilated, finding he was in his room, back at his family’s ranch. “Whoa! That was all just a…What a dream! I’m…”

“Spike, are ya alright there, Sugarcube?” Applejack asked.

Once again, Spike screamed out loud, “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!”

Spike woke up with a start to find himself tied down on a bed.

“Huh? Ah. AH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!” Spike screamed, as he struggles to pull himself free. “What…What’s happening? What’s going on? DON’T TOUCH MY SPLEEN!!!”

“I don’t want your spleen, dear boy,” A demonic voice boomed, to which Spike fearfully turned and looked to see Dr. Grogar…in a skimpy nurse uniform. “I want your still beating HEART!”

Spike screamed even louder at the gruesome nightmarish imagery, until he woke up, breathing heavily and finds himself in his hut.

“Okay,” Spike repeatedly slapped himself for reassurance. “You’re awake, Spike! You’re really awake this time! Okay…”

Spike got up from his bed and walks outside of his hut to see it was still dark outside, but barely. The crescent shape of the moon was disappearing in the sky with the stars. Behind the treetops are the faint hue of pink, hinting the approaching dawn.

Spike walked into the center of the sleeping village, with only the ambient sounds of the jungle, the wildlife that inhabit Dr. Grogar’s island, and the sound of crashing waves in the distance.

‘Hmmmm. Maybe a nice walk on the beach should clear my head,’ Spike thought to himself, turning in the direction of the waves, leaving the village.

“Loona! Loona!” A man cried out.

“Dad! Dad!” The voice of a young woman called out.

All around her, Loona was surrounded by fires. She was running frantically towards the silhouette of a man who was engulfed in the flames.

Unfortunately, by the time she could reach him, Loona finds herself in a cage. She is back in the pound, with all the other feral wild dogs that bite and clawed at her. They tore away at her dress to go for her arms and legs. Blood spilled everywhere.

Loona tried to fight back, but a muzzle suddenly appeared out of thin air and trapped her mouth shut.

The dogs all piled on top of Loona, who whimpered, pleading for the horror to end.

As if answering her prayers, a light shines through a doorway, banishing the darkness and the hounds away.

Loona looked up to see a figure stepping into the dark room.

“Loona!” The figure stepped into the light, revealing himself to be Spike, who removed the muzzle off of her.

“Spike!” Loona gasped.

Spike beckoned for her to follow him, through the door, into an open field of flowers.

Loona’s eyes welled up with tears as she lunged at Spike, pushing him down a hill and the roll into a ball, until she was on top of him.

Without hesitation Loona repeatedly licked Spike out of affection.

Spike giggled, “Loona! Stop! Stop it! That tickles! Cut it out!”

“Aw, but I love you, Spike!” Loona barked affectionately, with her tail wagging, and her tongue bouncing from her mouth. “I…I…I don’t know why, but…I just got to have you. I want you! I…NEED YOU! I just wished that I…I…that we…can be together!”

Suddenly, before her very eyes, Spike transfigured in a green fire until it disappeared to reveal a small purple dog in his place.

“Wha…Spike?!” Loona barked in confusion.

“Why so surprised, Loona?” Spike asked. “Now we can be together, as dogs, just like you wanted!”

“I know, but—Huh?” Loona looked down at herself to discover an expected development.

She was no longer standing on her two legs, but somehow became more quadruped, just like how she was before.

“I’m…I’m…I’m me again?” Loona asked.

“Wow! I’ve always wanted to know what being a dog was like!” Spike barked happily, chasing his tail until he fell over from the dizziness.

“You have a lot to learn about being a dog, Spike,” Loona chuckled, playfully nudging Spike up on his feet. “Or even how to be a wolf.”

“Teach me, please!” Spike wagged his tail excitedly.

“Okay,” Loona barked happily, as she instructed, “But first, close your eyes.”

Spike did what Loona told him to do, as Loona continued to lecture to him, “You don’t need your eyes to see. And you can hear every little thing that moves.”

Loona watched the young purple dog of the man tilt his head in the direction of a mouse’s footsteps, in the puddles.

“And your paws can hear through the earth,” Loona continued as both she and Spike can hear the rhythmic sounds of a bunny hopping.

“And you have four legs now, so you can run really fast and jump so high!”

Showing off, Loona started to run circles around Spike, until she teasingly stood atop of a tree log.

“Too bad your legs aren’t as long as mine though, so try and keep up.”

With a kick of her legs, Loona took off running into the woods behind her.

"Hey wait for me!" Puppy!Spike barked, chasing after Loona.

“Keep your nose down! Be a wolf!” Loona called to him.

Wolfwalkers | Running With The Wolves Tonight

Oh how she missed this feeling of being wild and free, with the wind blowing in her hair, the smell and the sound of the wilderness greeting her nose and ears like old friends, guiding her and showing her the hidden paths of the forest.

This was the life Loona had when she was a stray. Running on all four legs, matching the speed of a wolf. But there were times when she ran so fast, she believed that she could fly like an eagle.

And now, more than anything, she wants to share this life with the love of her life.

Loona looked behind her to see the little purple dog, Spike, was bouncing on his running legs, until he managed to catch up to her.

However, they weren’t alone. Spike and Loona both looked left and right to discover that a whole pack of a ghostly wolves have joined them on their run.

At first, both Spike and Loona were leading in the packs, until they came across a cliff, where young Spike skid to a halt, afraid to jump across the deep chasm.

Loona was able to jump across the canyon and landed on the other side just fine. But when she noticed that Spike wasn’t with her, she turned to look at the frightened dog.

“Come on, Spike! Jump!” Loona barked.

Loona watched as Spike turned tail and disappeared from the cliff. But then he reappeared, flying towards Loona, hitting her with such speed and adrenaline, he knocked her down a slope and they rolled together into a ball.

They kept rolling until they landed in a pile of leaves, and crashed in a puddle of water. Spike and Loona both played in the puddle like two playful puppies, until they caught up with the rest of their packs.

Eventually, Loona and Spike were both on top of hill, where they started howling loudly together with their packs.

Suddenly, Loona fell forward.

End of the Song

“OW!” Loona yelped in pain, finding herself on the floor. “What…What happened?”

Loona woke up to the first light of dawn. Wearily opening up her eyes, she let out a yawn, stretching her back and felt the island breeze blowing across her body.

“Phew! It’s cold today…” Loona hugged herself, to which she quickly realize she was in the buff.

With her cheeks burning, Loona looked down to see her furs drenched in sweat, her human body revealed, with the undergarment, called a panty, pulled down to her ankles.

“Ah!” Loona yelped in embarrassment, instinctively wrapping her arms across her chest and crotch.

‘Oh! I hope nobody saw my body!’ Loona dread at thought of someone catching a glimpse of her human body in broad daylight.

She frantically bent down to pick up her underwear and pulled it up her legs.

‘It feels like it’s crawling up my legs,’ Loona whimpered in her thoughts.

Once her undergarment was up, Loona reaches down to gingerly put on the dress again, which felt rather looser, barely hugging onto her.

“Well…at least I can breathe better now,” Loona panted heavily. “But…why…is it so hot?”

Loona’s face was burning up, and she was beginning to sweat from her head to the tip of her tail. Half-awake and still groggy, Loona stumbled and tripped out of her hut.

“Ugh…I…I think…I need to get some…go for a walk…”

With that, Loona turned to leave the village and disappeared into the jungle.

The sun had climbed up into the sky, basking the island in its morning glows.

The island’s wildlife all hooted and hollered to greet the new day.

By then, the She-Beasts had all awoken to the smell of meat and fishes being cooked on the sticks.

“Morning y’all!” Applejack howled. “How’d y’all sleep? Roasted some hamburgers!”

“But without the buns!” Pinkie added.

“That’s alright, you two,” Sunset growled, stretching her arms up and popping some muscles. “We’ll have whatever we’re having today.”

“Mmmm, smells good!” Rainbow Dash sniffed the aroma in the air, until she felt a sudden dizzy spell that nearly made her collapse. “Whoa…What’s…What’s happening? I feel kinda dizzy…”

“Oh my…” Applejack moaned, “Now that ya mentioned it, I’m feeling dizzier than that rodeo I went on back on Sweet Apple Acres…”

Twilight sniffed the air, before she noted a strange smell that is rather pungent, it was like smelling a flower with a strong odor.

“The smoke smells kinda funny,” Twilight noted. “Pinkie, Applejack, did either of you put something…strange, in the fire?”

“Sure did!” Pinkie chirped, before she held up some flowers. “I found these lavender flowers on the beach and thought we could use some to sleep better!”

Sunset Shimmer’s eyes widened in alarm upon seeing the flowers.

“Oh no!” Sunset shouted. “Pinkie! Those aren’t lavenders! Those are hydrangeas!”

“Hydran-What?” Rainbow asked.

“Hydran-Who-now?” Applejack exclaimed.

“Hydrangea!” Sunset repeated, before she frantically covered her nose. “Don’t breathe the smoke! The flower has a hallucinogenic effect that will—“

“Nyah!” A meow was heard, to which the girls looked to see Fleur De Lis with a rather wonky expression on her face.

Not too far behind her, Leggy Lamb was behaving rather erotic, by grinding herself against the base of a tree, Bea Santello gnawing on the walls of a hut, and Marina tripping over a log.

“Too late…” Sunset muttered.

Suddenly, the ground shook, to which everyone present turned and look, seeing that Pinkie Pie was repeatedly smacking her face in the dirt.

“I’m a woodpecker!” The pink monkey-woman hooted, before she resumed her antics. “Except with dirt.”

“Wow, Sunset,” Rainbow drooled. “What big boobs you have.”

“Rainbow, no! DON’T!” Sunset tried talking sense into the falcon-woman.

But it was no use. Soon, the rest of the girls pounced on top of Sunset, overwhelming the tiger She-Beast.

Soon, the air was filled with the sound of women screaming, giving into their animalistic instincts of a sexual pleasure they've kept repressed for so long.

Meanwhile, Spike had been walking along the beach for about an hour. By then, the sun had risen above the trees to cast its morning light.

Spike breathed a deep inhale, smelling the salty aroma of the sea and the sandy beach.

'Phew, I really needed this walk,' Spike thought to himself, while he looked around the beach. 'I'm pretty sure I've said this before, but if this island wasn't owned by a mad scientist and populated by the animals and people he mutated, then this would make a for a nice tropical getaway...'

Suddenly, without warning, the silhouette of a dolphin burst out from the sparkling water.

"Whoa! A dolphin!" Spike exclaimed, scrambling for his camera until he remembered that he had been wearing it around his neck the whole time. "I gotta catch a snapshot of this!"

In his haste, Spike fumbled with the camera, forgetting to take the lens cover off, until he pried it off the tube. With that, Spike immediately aimed his camera for where he last saw the dolphin, hoping to catch a sight of it breaching the surface again.

'C'mon, c'mon, c'mon,' Spike muttered to himself in his thoughts, anxiously waiting for the dolphin to reappear.

Then, as if answering his wishes, the dolphin jumped out of the water, with several other dolphins – most likely its pod.

Reacting fast, Spike's fingers found the shutter button and he quickly snapped several photos of the dolphins until they swam off.

"Yes! I got me some photos of dolphins!" Spike exclaimed happily to himself.

'I guess Newt wasn't lying after all when he said there'd be dolphins,' He thought to himself, before he came to an epiphany. 'Newt...Wow, I...I haven't thought about him for so long...I wonder how he's been?'

Spike's troubled mind glanced in the direction to where Dr. Grogar's manor is located at the top of a mountain. He shook his head to clear away his thoughts.

'What am I saying? He's the reason we're on this island to begin with,' Spike thought. 'Why should I care what happened to him? ...Still...he did helped me escape. But...Why?'

Spike's head was soon plagued with more questions than answers. Deciding for the best not to dwell on these questions by himself, he turned in the direction of the village to talk with the girls, and share his latest snapshots of the dolphins.

He was on his way back to the village, when he heard a loud moan nearby. It was a woman's, but it also sounded like the squeak of an animal. A bat's shriek.

"Hmmm?" Spike turned to the left and looked to see the familiar mane of light pink hair, in a nearby bush, with the large wings of a bat.

"Fluttershy?"

"Oh, Spike~!" Fluttershy shrieked, in a sultry tone, most unbecoming of her. "Is that you I hear?"

"Uh...Fluttershy?" Spike winced, creeped out at her tone of voice. "Are you okay?"

"You came for me," Fluttershy moaned.

Spike stepped back and watched as the Woman-Bat crawled out of the bush. It wouldn't be shocking for him if not for the fact that the She-Beast is wearing nothing but her underwear.

"Augh! FLUTTERSHY!" Spike instinctively covered his eyes. "What the–Where's your skirt? Are you–"

"So hot...so thirsty...Spike, I...I want you! I NEED YOU!!!!" Fluttershy shrieked loudly and Spike screamed as he jumped to the side to dodge the attack.

Spike turned around and watched in grimace as Fluttershy crashed headfirst into a tree. Much to his bewilderment, Fluttershy wrapped her wings around the tree and proceeded to clamp her mouth on its barks.

"Oh, Spike~" Fluttershy moaned, drools spilling from her mouth, and her hips riding on the tree's roots. "Oh my! You're so hard! Oooh! OOOOH!!!"

Spike stuck his tongue out, shuts his eyes tightly, and shook his head, wanting to get away from this weird disturbing sight.

"Brrrr!" Spike spluttered, shaking his head wildly. "What's gotten into Fluttershy? She's normally not like that!"

"Grrrr," A dog's growl was heard, which Spike turned to see a familiar orange wolf wearing a stetson hat.

"Applejack?" Spike asked nervously, to which his eyes widened upon closer inspection, "Oh no..."

Applejack was down on all four, scratching her head with her hind leg. For a woman-wolf, or werewolf, this wouldn’t be strange. However, what’s unusual was that Applejack has stripped off all of her clothes, leaving her wearing nothing but a red bra and panty. She was also making several occasional moans, mixed in with her howls.

Applejack turned her head. Upon setting her sight on Spike, she cracked a grin, baring her teeth, that looked as if she was drooling.

“Howdy Spike~” Applejack panted heavily, as she slowly stalked towards him, with wingding eyes.

Spike, frightened out of his wits, slowly backed away.

“Uh, Applejack?” Spike tried to appeal. “I don't mean to stare, but...why aren't you dressed?"

"I'm hot, Sugarcube~" Applejack moaned. "And I gotta let mah girls BREEEEEAAAATHE!!!!"

"Now, now, Applejack! Don’t look at me that way…HEEEEEEEEELLLLP!!!”

Spike screamed and tried to run away, but Applejack was quicker and lunged at him, pinning him onto his back.

“What’s yer hurry handsome?” Applejack asked, in a sultry tone. “It’s not nice to run from a wolf, ya know? Especially a lone wolf.”

“Wh-Wh-What do you want?” Spike whimpered.

“I just want yer time, Spike,” Applejack chuckled, licking Spike playfully. “The life of a wolf gets so lonely, when she doesn’t have someone to play with.”

“Uh, yeah…I can sympathize—“

“When I’m lonely, I become hungry. And when I’m hungry, I want to CHOKE ON THAT—“

Spike’s fright was taken to another turn for the worst at the sudden mood whiplash from Applejack’s mood swings.

Once again, frightened beyond all reasons, Spike screamed for help, pleading for someone to save him, at the very least, his sanity and virginity, from this insane beast of a wolf.

“HEEEEELP!!!!”

As if answering his prayer, help did came, in the form of Rainbow Dash, who swooped in and shoved Applejack off.

“PAWS OFF, AJ! He’s mine!” Rainbow Dash screeched.

“Oh, not you too, Rainbow…” Spike moaned.

“Last I check, he’d much rather be with me than getting his face smashed into a tree with you!” Applejack snarled.

“And what’re you going to do about it?” Rainbow Dash flared her wings out and challenged. “Ya wanna fight?! Ya wanna have a go, bitch?!”

“Oh, them’s fightin’ words, tweety!” Applejack snarled.

“Yeah, them’s fightin’ words! So what ya gonna do about it?”

While the two She-Beasts were busy challenging each other, Spike quietly snuck away, undetected.

“I have to find someplace to hide!” Spike panted as he ran like his life depended on it.

"HELLO!!!" Pinkie Pie hooted, jumping out of a bush, stripping off her apron in front of Spike, to reveal a banana skirt wrapped around her waist.

"Oh come on..." Spike moaned in exasperation, covering his face in the palms of his hands, to hide the blush.

"Aw, don't look so scared, Spike!" Pinkie Pie hooted. "Watch as I pay tribute to Josephine Baker's banana skirt dance!"

Spike's fingers parted a little, allowing Spike to peek through a gap, to see Pinkie Pie shaking her hips so fast, in such a wavy rhythm, that her banana skirt looked more like waves.

"Oh yeah! Uh-huh! Them hips don't lie~!" Pinkie Pie cheered as she continues to dance around Spike. "You know you like them~! You wanna touch them~! You wanna GET TO THE CLOPPING PART ALREADY YOU HORNY READERS!! IT'S DESTROY YOUR DICK DECEMBER!!!!"

"Pinkie! What's gotten into you girls?" Spike asked.

"I don't know what's come over me! But I LIKE IIIIIIIITTTT!!!!" Pinkie screamed at the top of her lungs, holding the last note as she wrapped her arms around Spike's head, and smothered him into her breasts.

"OH NOOOO!!!" Spike groaned, struggling to pry himself free from Pinkie. "Argh! UGH!"

"Nooo! Don't fight it!" Pinkie Pie moaned, wrestling with Spike who struggled to escape. "That's not how it works in these anime hentai cartoons or whatever! The main character meets some sexy looking girls, they fall for him, they all want to get in his pants, to take his virginity, and the main character falls for everyone of them! It's literally the bible for every mangas and animes in existence! Well, except for Yu-Gi-Oh, or Pokemon, or even Digimon. There's no harem in those stories. But it never stops the creepy fans from making waifus out of the females. Right?"

That's riiiiiiiight!

I've seen what you bronies want to do to us in your spare times.

Spike followed Pinkie's gaze, but saw nothing but trees.

"Uh...Pinkie? There's no one there," Spike replied.

"Of course there is, Spike!" Pinkie Pie screeched at the top of her lungs, and cupped Spike's face in her hands. "On the TV Show, in the comics, and the movies, our whole purpose was to teach children, teenagers, and their parents the benefits of being friends to everyone, because our tagline is Friendship is Magic in the CANON! But those were back in the old days before we had A.I.s, independent animations, and an OVERRATED ADULT-ENTERTAINMENT SHOW about a PRINCESS OF HELL and IMP ASSASSINS! Now our whole existence has gone to the FANDOM where the only goods we serve was to satisfy the LUSTFUL HUNGER OF THIRSTY BRONIES!!!! Depravity! Savagery! Loins hotter than fire! And don't even get me started on the fan-arts! AH! THERE'S ONE RIGHT NOW!"

*Wolf Whistles SFX*

"AAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!! We haven't even entered the public domains yet!" Pinkie Pie hollered. "And they're already sexualizing me and my friends! And there's even a Creepypasta of me and RAINBOW DAAAAAAAASSSSHHH!!!!"

"Pinkie...take it easy," Spike backed away, not liking where Pinkie's meltdown was heading. It was then that a certain rumbling noise emanated from the monkey woman's stomach.

"I can't take it easy! I...feel...gassy!" Pinkie Pie moaned; her belly beginning to bloat.

"NO! DON'T DUTCH OVEN ME!!!" Spike screamed, running for his life.

"FIRE IN THE HOLE!!!"

Before long, there was a giant pink mushroom cloud.

"EW!!!" Spike coughed and gagged at the foul stench of Pinkie's "fart-illery."

"Brrrr!!! EW! GROSS!!!" Spike shuddered until he arrived at the river. "I gotta get this stench off!"

He collapsed onto his knees, scooping up a handful of waters and washed them over his face. The young man was desperately trying to wash off the stench of Pinkie off him, while desperately trying to wake up.

“This can’t be happening! I must be dreaming. Wake me up! Wake me up!”

He desperately and repeatedly washed his face in a vain attempt to wake up from the nightmare he was in. Sadly, for him, it was all too real.

But the eventful morning was just beginning. Nearby, he heard a big splash in the water.

Spike only had time to turn his head to see a ripple of rings floating across the water.

Then, with a mighty splash, Sunset Shimmer burst up through the surface of the water, with a fish in her mouth.

The very sight of her made Spike’s heart beat faster. He can’t stop being mesmerized by the tiger-woman’s physique and ferocity.

He watched as Sunset waded through the water, swaying her hips, side-to-side, with droplets of waters cascading down her bikini clad body.

Once on dry land, Sunset proceeded to eat a good chunk of meat from the fish she had caught.

"Well, at least Sunset's still sane," Spike sighed in relief.

"Yes...Valentino~" Sunset moaned loudly.

"Uh..."

Spike watched as Sunset Shimmer suddenly collapsed on the ground, looking as if she was submitting herself to an invisible entity.

"You say to cum, I say...yes, Valentino~" Sunset hushed, with her voice breaking, as if she was choking on something. "You tell me to...stroke and fellate him, I'll say...yes, Valentino. I'm a pussy. I'm your pussycat. And I...have no one. I'm a nobody. Daddy~"

Spike could feel his face contorting to match his expression of disgust, grimace, or whatever he was feeling. He only knew that he find Sunset's episode to be disturbing. Wanting to the leave scene, Spike tried to sneak away, but ended up stepping on a frail twig, which snapped.

*SNAP

Sunset’s eyes blinked wide in alarm, and she sets her sight on Spike.

“Oh crap!” Spike whimpered, and lets out a shriek, as Sunset lunged at him.

Upon seeing who she had caught, her hissing expression softened.

“Oh! Spike?!” Sunset exclaimed.

"I wasn't staring!!!" Spike pleaded in his defense. "I mean...I kinda was, but I didn't mean to stare! I was just leaving and you–"

"Shhhhh, stop talking Spike," Sunset shushed, getting off of Spike, and squeegee excess of waters from her soaked fur. “Though, I don’t mind if you wanted to sneak a peek… You...saved me...”

"...Uh huh," Spike cringed, as he attempted to escape. "Well, I'll just...let you get back to yourself–WHOA!"

Sunset pulled him back, "What's your hurry, handsome? Y'know, I don't normally give a private show for men like you. But...you...Spike...for you, I...I... Let me take YOUR V–AH!!!"

"SNAP OUT OF IT, SUNSET!" Spike yelled, instinctively slapping his hand across Sunset's face in response.

*SMACK

"Oh! I'm sorry!" Spike cringed, backing away, while bracing himself for an angry Tiger–Woman to turn on him.

Instead, however, Sunset looked at Spike, with sparkling eyes – something out of an anime – and smiled, "Oh! Harder daddy!"

"Daddy?" Spike cringed. "I'm younger than you!"

But Spike's words fell on deaf ears as Sunset bared her fangs and growled louder as she stalked closer with hunger in her eyes.

"Whoa, whoa, Sunset...take it easy. You need an adult!"

"But you are an adult, daddy~" Sunset moaned sexually. "Please...take me with you–!"

"I'M NOT YOUR BOYFRIEND!!!!" Spike hollered, climbing up a tree to escape from Sunset's reach.

"Noooo, don't be like that!" Sunset pleaded. "Stop playing so hard to get! You're teasing me and it's turning me on, like fire~! Come here, Spike! You're my POGCHAMP!"

"HELP!" Spike screamed. "SOMEONE! SAVE ME! HELP!"

"Hold it right there!" Cried a woman's voice.

Spike screamed when a pair of arms snatched him up by the shoulders. Next thing he knew, he was smothered by a pair of large pillows as soft as marshmallows.

"Get your dirty claws off him, tiger!" Rarity roared in outrage. “How dare you attempt to use your sexual appeal to charm Spike and his animal loving ways!”

“He was just asking for it,” Sunset snarled in a challenge. “Besides, I’ve seen the way you strut and flaunt yourself at him, like a common pussycat.”

“As if you’re any better,” Rarity spatted. “I see the way you approached him, the way you were charming him, like you did to all the boys back in high school, to buy your way up to Fall Formal Princess!”

“You want to go another round, Marshmallow?!” Sunset snarled, getting into Rarity’s face, pressing her breast into the leopard’s.

“I’m not afraid of you, Bacon!” Rarity growled, pushing her own breasts back in retaliation.

With that, both Sunset Shimmer and Rarity got into a fight.

“I’ve heard of cat fights, but this is just ridiculous!” Spike moaned, sneaking away into the shrubs. 'Ugh! This is why I don't do women!'

Meanwhile, back with Loona, the wolf-dog Reverse Hybrid was in a turmoil of emotional stress since she had left the village.

“ARGH! What’s wrong with me!” Loona barked to herself in frustration. “Why am I thinking like this? Why do I even care for some human?”

The feeling was all too intoxicating for Loona. Lately, she’s been thinking about Spike. Every time, her stomach felt sick, and she couldn’t think clearly.

"You'd think a dog would know better..." Loona grumbled.

I won’t say I’m in love – Disney's Hercules

Even though Loona had grown fond of the human, Spike, she doubted that he would see her the same way. And how could he?

He’s a human, whereas she is still a dog. A dog with a human’s body. A body that isn’t even, as the humans say, an eye catcher.

Her breasts weren’t as big as the tiger-woman, Sunset Shimmer, nor the snow leopard, Rarity. Her back was forever ruined by the scars and bruises she received from Cozy Glow.

Just the thought of Spike being repulsed by her human body was already enough to break her heart.

Loona was skipping on some stones to get across a stream. She had to lift up the bottom of her skirt in order to avoid tripping on her dress. Unfortunately, she still slipped on a rock, causing her to trip and fall forward.

Out of impulse, she held her hands out, desperately reaching for something to grab onto to save her fall. Thankfully, her hand found a branch to grab. She looked up, seeing the silhouette of Spike.

With her tail wagging underneath her dress, her cheeks burning, heart pounding loudly, and the buzzing butterflies returning in her stomach, Loona walked up to the silhouette to rub her cheek for a loving snuggle, only to realize she was embracing a tree.

Regaining her composure, she huffed and turned to walk away, until she came across a clearing, close to the village.

She laid herself onto the soft grass, bathing in the sun’s light, warming herself. She turned her head to snuggle against the grasses that tickled against her face and scratching the back of her neck.

The tickling sensation excites her so much, driven by instinct, she rolled around in the grass, rubbing her nose, face, arms, and legs, to get more of the tickling sensation.

It reminded her of the carpet back home, where she would rest, with her previous owner, Blitz, sleeping on the couch. He would often scratch his hand behind her ears, to which she would always snap her jaws at him in retaliation. Looking back, and thinking to how Spike scratches behind her ears, Loona realized in shame now, that Blitz was just being affectionate towards her all along.

Loona looked up, seeing a nearby flower bed. She reached out to pluck a purple flower and smelled it.

'At least out loud, I won't say that I'm in love,' Loona thought to herself, with the biggest grin on her snout.