Spike's Love Dagger

The spell and apple made contact.

For the brief moment he felt like he owed Pinkie something. He pushed her aside and took the blow with the apple's magic resistant rock inside. What he didn't count on was how the item blocked the burst of magic. Instead of absorbing it, it deflected it back to it's sender. Thankfully, Twilight didn't send something that could hurt. Despite Spike's assumption, it was a knockout spell. He guessed that even in this state, she'll refuse to hurt and harm others. He didn't know how long she'll keep it up though.

Now, in the aftermath, she lays on the wooden floor. Breathing at a normal rate, instead of the shallow, short breaths she did mere moments ago. Spike checked her magic pulse: It pulsed at the abnormal rate that it was normal to do. Unicorn magic comes from their heart, if they die, so does it. Being such a gifted unicorn, Twilight's heart was stronger and therefor pulsed louder and faster than a normal unicorn's. This does leave her with a powerful, larger heart. Almost matching the rapid beat of none other than Princess Luna's.

Pinkie Pie now brushed his unattended side. But Spike was already standing by the time she spoke.

"Oh, Spike!" She began far too dramatically, it almost reminded of him of Rarity's voice. "You saved me from the evil Witch! How may I ever repay my hero?" She flung her arms around in search of Spike's body, but she found nothing. For Spike was trying to move the unconscious Twilight and clearly was having problems with hefting the weight.

"Come on, Twilight." He grunted loud enough for Pinkie to hear. "Applejack will help you, not me!" It almost turned comical when he tried to carry her on his back. It ended with him being pinned under the mass, and rendered helpless.  Spike squirmed and wiggled as much as his tiny body could, but couldn't escape the unicorn's thunder thighs. She begin to drool of his neck and snore loudly. At one point, even hugging him like she would Smarty Pants in her younger days.

With the simple push of Pinkie's hoof, Twilight rolled off Spike and landed into a heap of body parts on the floor beside him. With a another grunt, the downed dragon stood back up. How was he going to get Twilight to Applejack's house? He wasn't strong enough to carry her, and he couldn't wait for her to awake. Or, maybe he could and she'll chase him there?

While he thought of ways of giving the gift of locomotion to Twilight, Pinkie picked up the weight of the mare and easily hoisted the being onto her back. Twilight's head was lying on the pink mare's shoulders, while the rest just laid on the baker's body. "Oh, Pinkie!" With a small grin, Spike spoke with false delight, "I didn't know you were so strong!" He silently added, "Strong mares sure do turn a dragon like myself on." To reinforce the sly statement, he closed his eyes so all one could see were the pupils. The seductive glance Rarity did ages ago.

Funny how he still remembers it.

Pinkie was without a doubt, aroused by his presence. So, if he could play his cards right, the mare would carry Twilight for him. Such class! Rarity and all the snotty nobles would be proud! One day, he'd show all them he was more than an equal to all of them. Even if it took him to go there himself!

A school-girlish giggle was her response to his teasing. She opened her mouth and a big, pinkish tongue greeted him. She had dirty-looking eyes staring at him while her newly exposed appendage explored the sleeping unicorn's face in front of him. Going in Twilight's mouth, ears, eye-sockets, nothing was off-limits when Pinkie was playing. He wouldn't lie to himself, he liked it how the slobber covered her face and everything.

Finally, after making out with Twilight for a full fifty second time period, Pinkie wanted something more than a unicorn. She wanted a dragon. She gestured with her exposed body parts for Spike to come and claim the mountain she is. "Wait, this is getting out of claw again!" The whelp's plan was to be moving by now, he couldn't stay and play with Pinkie! He had to make a move or this might collapse. While he ranted inside his head, the apple still clutched in his right hand transformed again. Now, instead of the round object, it was the dagger once again. He slid it back into it's sheath.

The brief reformation caught Pinkie's eye enough to be considered an distraction from her angry assault upon herself, but he didn't notice it until he felt something warm tackle and pin him. Faced down and the assailant on his back, Spike was surprised to feel something grab his dragon hood and begin madly rubbing it with something hard and cold. No matter how much he resisted, he moaned loudly onto the wooden floor. He was a virgin, and a light-weight at that.

The figure above him teased his staff for a uncountable amount of minutes before it's pleasureful torture ceased, then it flipped him over. Finally letting him get a good look at the attacker. Towering above him, like a tiger does a moment before the pounce, was a white face with purple frills draping all around the front. The eyes, mouth and expression were unnoticed, all that matter was that moderate indigo color,

Rarity

Many nights before this one, they both shared a night together. And now, she towered far, far above him. Oh, so many nights ago... But this is a new night! And with it, new opportunities! Maybe another chance to be at her side again, How he longed for days wanting to stand at her side, to be a service to her once more. No! Don't go to her hooves again! She used you and when she was finished, left you. But how glorious those few days were..

His mind debated whether to love her, or not to love her. Still, the unfounded expression faced unicorn did not wait, as juices from her opened cave entrance rained down on his unprotected, harden member. She position herself to be impaled by it.

"I guess it's time," She whispered down to him. " for my little Spikey-Wikey," She momentarily stopped for a reason unknown to him, he was about ask why when something attached itself to his mouth. He only could see a familiar purple, Twilight's purple. He tried to jump up, but a force held him down without hurting him. Maybe magic? I guess he was going to get sandwiched by a crush and his sister. How could this night get any worse?

"To become an dragon." She finished with a small kiss on his exposed neck, it sent a small shiver down his spine. Still, Pinkie was there. He hope she'll take this one out, but Rarity had other plans. With her magic, she moved Spike's clawed finger tips in position to please her.

With one, swift movement it began.