Spike's Love Dagger

He fell from a two story tree, any other pony may have died. But, with the landing pad made up of bushes and thick scales, he survived the fall. He saw Twilight looking down at the bushes with a light spell. The collection of berry leafs disguised him.

"Is this because of Rarity!?" Spike heard Twilight yelling down at the ground. "Because she always had a coltfriend! She doesn't deserve you anyway, but I do!" Whatever was manipulating Twilight must be a fairly powerful spell. If she took down Discord's magic wielding the Magic of Friendship alone, this warlock or witch wasn't to be trifled with. And this person was out to give the unicorn a bad name, or mess with him.

She left the windowsill and probably was running down the stairs. He better cheese it, or be caught. Another ten seconds, and she'll be out here looking for him. He absolutely cut it away from the hollowed tree. He just decided to run as far as he could. Spike's brain would come up with a plan by the time he stopped.

To be frank, his mind already came up with a plan: Get to the nearest place where ponies would be awake and help Twilight with her problem. While running down the dirt-road, he tried to think of a safe haven. A strange feeling blossomed in his right hand. He lifted the appendage to check. The dagger transformed once more. Now, instead of a beautiful knife, a silver apple sat in his palm. He rolled it over to see it all. This time, the Anomilte wasn't spotted outside, but inside.

He wondered why it changed. Maybe it changes when it's been in the same light for a certain amount of time? Ponies don't know much about the stuff. His mind would have had a light-bulb over it's protective skull, for it just had a idea, Sweet Apple Orchards! That place is as safe as it comes, and The Apple family would be there. He started to navigate himself on the lone roads towards the farm.

He heard something behind him. It almost sound like a spell charging, he looked back to check. All good, except for the lust-filled Twilight with a big net above her head. He changed his current speed to get-the-hell-outta-dodge. He jouked right to evade the net. Unfortunately, this led him to a dead-end alleyway. Within seconds, Twilight would be touching him.

He must like smashing though windows, because this time. He came up with a similar escape plan. At the end of the closed-space, was a window. It was a little high, but there was a conveniently placed trash-can.

He jumped up on the can of garbage and lunged to the glass panel just as Twilight appeared. He didn't know this place, or the residents. It was dark and stank of a wanting of sex, like Twilight. His eyes tried to pierce the thick darkness. His eyes made out something in the dark: A Pony, nontheless. She was breathing hard and looking right him.

This sent bells ringing in his head. He didn't want to be here. He turned around to get out the window, only to have Twilight on the trash can, ready to jump up to the window. He shifted his body back towards the darkness and felt the mare beside him, whispering in his ears.

"Spikeeee"

He froze up has her hoof traveled to his chest and began massaging it. Her hoof felt cold and raw, like it hasn't been cleaned in a month. In his right claw still, was the apple. He considered hitting her with it, but decided not to. He wasn't a fighter.

Her hoof was rapidly moving down till it hit his....private areas. Dragons cover themselves up with their scales, female and male alike. Spike grew stiff when her appendage found his little firespitter. Formally tucked away in scales, his cock shined in the darkness. Literally, The light banished little of the darkness, but still, he was able to see a pink hoof holding his glory.

Shamelessly, he brought his monster higher. The shiny-purple light covered the chest of the pony. Still, it was pink. He didn't want to see her face, but she had different plans. She wrapped her hoof around his beast and brought it up higher so he could see her face in the light. He turned his head and spotted Twilight running around the building. Second later, the pony turned his head back towards her face. In the cock's light, he made out her person.

Pinkie Pie was in front of him. This was Sugercube Corner and she was trying to get with him. He pulled back just in time for the night's light conquered the darkness. Twilight just broke the door to whatever room he was in. Pinkie Pie jumped in front of him, for whatever reason, to hide him.

"Oh, Twilight!" Pinkie Pie said, but not with a whisper, but in her normal voice. Twilight was angry, or gone mad with lust for his scales. He tried to take advantage of the distraction cause by Twilight to creep out the window, but the pink pony's tail kept him there. He sat down in defeat, only to have Gummy, her pet crocodile, pop out her tail and look at him.

"So, listen." Pinkie Pie continued, clearly not noticing Twilight wasn't in the mood to listen. "Me and Spike have been developing a relationship between the two of us, and now he wants to stay here with me. Isn't that right, my Widdle Spiky-Wikey? She raised his cock's head and placed a wet sloppy kiss all over it. He probably would have melted by her affection, if it weren't for Twilight charging a spell with her horn pointed at Pinkie Pie. Whatever it was, it'd likely vaporize Pinkie.

He pushed The Element of Laughter and raised the apple to stop the attack.. A bolt of magic shot out of her horn at him.