Doggy Love

by Digitalneo

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Comedy, Romance, Sex, Spike, Winona
Length: 1107

Twilight and Spike return from the human world, but Spike is still a dog.

Following their return from the human world, Twilight and Spike find that not everything has returned to normal.

Spike is still a dog and explores ponyville as Twilight 'searches' for a solution.

Published 2013-05-16 05:00:03 UTC
Last updated 2013-05-16 05:00:03 UTC

Chapter 1

“Wow, that sure was one hell of a roide,” Brad yelled in his awesome Australian accent.

“Yay!” Twilight yelled, “We’re back in Equestria. Now you can love me forever, Brad.” Twilight’s voice suddenly took on a darker tone. “And I mean forever. Even if that means resurrecting your corpse the blackest of magic, then I’m going to do that. Because I love you so much, Brad.”

Brad took a step backward, “Erm, okay?”

“I mean it,” Twilight hissed, running her tongue across his face.

“Hey, Twilight!” Spike barked, “I’m still a dog!”

“Huh?” Twilight turned round. It was true; Twilight was a pony once again but Spike was a dog. “Hmm, maybe a spell in my library will fix this...”

Buck! I just can’t find this spell,” Twilight huffed. “Spike, stay here, and don’t do anything stupid while I’m gone. I’ll head over to Canterlot to grab a spell book from my special supplier. It will be able to transform you back into the sexy dragon we all know you are.”

“I’ll be fine, Twilight,” Spike protested.

“Okay then,” Twilight sighed. “C’mon Brad, we need to go to Canterlot.”
Brad was pulled off his feet by his collar-bone, nearly breaking it, by Twilight’s magic.

“Hey isn’t this the way to the bedroom?” Brad asked as Twilight ushered him up the door.

Spike sighed as the door slammed shut. This month was going to be crazier than usual, and as Twilight Sparkle’s assistant, that was truly saying something.

“Erm, what’re the ropes for?” Brad’s voice drifted down the stairs. “I’m not sure this is such a good idea, Twily.”

Spike shuddered and walked out the door into Ponyville. It was strange seeing the world from a pet’s point of view. Nopony paid him any attention, and he was free to do as he liked. He kind of liked it. As he passed through the market stalls, the sales-ponies eyed him warily, but they didn’t consider him a threat beyond the possibility of him stealing their food.

Spike hated to say it, but he kind of liked not being a dragon.

“Aren’t you a little cutie!” Pinkie chirped with a toothy grin and bounded past him. “Ooh, wait. You look familiar,” she gasped suddenly, turning round to face him. Dread welled up in Spike’ he was about be found out!

“Purple fur?” Pinkie hummed, rubbing her hoof against her muzzle. “Hmm...”

Spike barked and licked Pinkie’s muzzle, adding extra saliva to his tongue for good measure.

“Hey,” Pinkie squealed, “Stop! It tickles!” The mare leapt back in a fit of giggles, vigorously rubbing her muzzle.

Spike began to lick her muzzle further.

“Please,” Pinkie giggled furiously, “Stop!” The pink pony backed away, “Sorry little doggy, but I need to be somewhere,” Pinkie yelped, dashing away at high speed.

Spike wasn’t sure what that was, but his heightened sense of canine smell detected a faint, but familiar, scent he couldn’t quite place. It seemed to come from a fluid Pinkie had left in her wake.

Spike moved on once his nose picked up a new scent. It smelled intoxicating, and Spike followed as his nose guided him. It led him to the edge of Ponyville, in the direction of Sweet Apple Acres.

What’s over at Sweet Apple Acres?

Spike had time to kill, so he might as well investigate the strange new smell.

Unfortunately, Sweet Apple Acres also smelled of horse shit, and the like. Clearly Applejack and her family had no idea about sanitary necessities. Spike held his breath as he walked past the barns. He could just about make out the mouth-watering smell over the foul stench.

Walking into the barn, he saw something that he had never noticed before, yet thinking upon it now, he couldn’t imagine why not. A collie of the finest shade of mahogany, with white colored feet Spike had ever seen, and her eyes were as black and the space between the stars. Winona was making cute, little barks as she stood between the legs of familiar orange pony.

Oh wow... how have I not noticed her before?

Moans filled the barn as AJ breathed heavily as Winona licked AJ’s crotch fervently. Spike could only watch on, stunned by the sight of her lovely, pink tongue lapping up AJ’s fluids. Soon AJ screamed out, releasing a torrent of liquid onto the ground, with Winona lapping it up happily.

As AJ fell asleep in the hay she was resting on, Spike decided to get the collie’s attention. Not noticing the pink head exposed beneath him, he bounded over to Winona. She turned to greet him, making a series of playful barks. Spike returned the greeting and found that Winona, herself, was the source of the alluring scent.

As formal introductions dictated, they smelled each other’s backsides, getting a good sense of the other. Once formal introductions were concluded, Spike began to nibble at her ears, moving down her body, toward her tail. Winona responded to his bites, lowering her front, raising her rump higher.

Spike’s penis had fully emerged from his sheath now, ready for action. Spike took note of his engorged member and had a fairly good idea of where he wanted to put it. As Winona moved her tail aside, Spike jumped onto her back, hooking his forelegs around her hips.

“Almost... got it...” Spike growled in frustration, trying to find her entrance.

Pushing into Winona in one thrust, Spike was hilted to the balls, causing her to whimper in pleasure. Soon he began to thrust in and out, more forceful each time. Spike could feel the base of his penis expand, hitting against Winona’s folds each time he pushed forward. Eventually she spread wide enough for Spike to fit in snugly, just as he began to spurt deep inside.

Spike stayed like that for what must have been ten minutes, just shooting inside her womb. Eventually the shots began to cease as Spike felt himself begin to soften, pulling out of the collie with a pop, eliciting a cry from Winona at the sudden release. Sperm and fluids poured from her.

“Thanks Winona! That was great!” Spike exclaimed, giving the freshly fucked collie a lick across her muzzle. He bounded off, leaving her to clean up the mess they had made.

Wow, canine relationships are so much less complicated.

He had to find Twilight to reverse whatever spell had caused his doggedness, although he definitely did not regret it now...

Author's Note

Lol, my first story (co-authored with Vexy).

I know its brief, but we wanted to get a cloppable pet ship out there!