“How much longer, Applebloom?” the young dragon inquired. To be quite honest, he wasn’t entirely sure how he had gotten tangled up into this scenario. All he could remember was waking up in his basket with the young, yellow filly hovering over him. Spike was a bit mystified by the entire encounter. But before he was able to inquire what Applejack’s sister was doing in his bedroom, AB informed the baby dragon that he was requested at the Cutie Mark Crusaders clubhouse, and that it was of the utmost importance that he attend. That’s what he got for leaving the library door unlocked.
The leaves rustled around the tiny dragon’s knees as the foliage uncovered their final destination. Spike wasn’t sure what to really expect, but he could only assume that it involved some outlandish scenario that involved the three fillies acquiring their cutiemarks. Mentally he let out a heavy sigh, wishing he didn’t have to be involved in this. The one time Twilight wasn’t around to require him to do chores, he was still forced to wake up early. “It isn’t fair,” Spike fumed.
“Come ahn, Spike! Git a move on!” Applebloom wailed, motioning her hoof to direct Spike over to her direction. The young dragon sputtered complaints under his breath as he trudged up the slanted ramp leading onto the clubhouse porch. He’d rather just get this over with so that he could head back home and sleep just a bit longer.
Approaching the doorway to the “secret” clubhouse, Spike took a deep breath, mentally planning for the worst. His filly companion pushed the door open, a creaking noise emitting from the recycled hinges hastily bolted to the entryway. But the sound went unnoticed in comparison to the scene unfolding just mere feet away from the baby dragon.
“H-heeey Spiike,” Sweetie Belle squeaked as her vagina was very visibly getting obliterated by Scootaloo’s girthy cock. Spike froze in place, absolutely dumbfounded as his eyes focused on Sweetie Belle’s crotch, her own cock bouncing in response to Scootaloo’s thrusts. The orange filly embraced her mare bouncing rhythmically on the pegasus's lap. Scoot’s limbs wrapped around Sweetie Belle’s young belly, as Sweetie’s penis flopped around violently, squirting precum onto both of the girls.
Scoots’s hips thrusted frantically, not really setting much of a pace or motion. The orange filly bounced aimlessly from her sitting position, her thrusting muffled by the awkward position the two were in. Yet, as her member slid out of the gaping cunt, pearls of sexual fluids glistened in the lingering sunlight as inexperienced pummeling continued to fill the ambiance. Spike watched as Sweetie Belle’s pussy was filled with the orange filly’s girthy endowment, Sweetie moaning in rhythm with her nether lips gasping around the pink member. Her bulbous clit burned from the the escapade, as Sweetie Belle’s eyes bore open with a high pitched, passion entwined scream.
In mere seconds, the white filly was cumming, her pussy locking her stallion’s cock deep within her, pulling it further and further. Scootaloo could have sworn that her penis was getting stretched longer as SB’s inner walls gripped the young mare’s cock, pulling and squeezing at every square inch of the orange filly’s bestial flesh. Liquid pleasure blasted out of Sweetie’s cock, painting the clubhouse wall with large white globs of musky cum. The scent incubated as more and more of Sweetie’s ejaculate flew onto the various items in the clubhouse. Musk wafting into the two fillies’ noses sent their brains to orgasmic highs as mare cum leaked out the sides of her filled vagina. Scootaloo instantly blacked out, unable to handle the intensity of the sensual situation, her brain overworked from the sensations electrifying her mind. She slid down to the floor, sporting a goofy post-coital grin.
Sweetie’s balls continued to empty out of her flared horsecock, emptying almost a life’s worth of pent up orgasmic fluids as Applebloom and Spike stood looking onto the scene. Applebloom's face scrunched up as she let out a devilish grin, letting out what she would hope to happen next in her head.
Drool slid from Spike’s lips; his jaw hung almost as if it was dislocated from the rest of his face, incredibly bewildered by what he had just witnessed. His brain worked endlessly trying to piece together the past couple of minutes. AB glanced downward toward Spike’s crotch, noticing a tiny dragon pecker peeping out from a small opening in his amassment of scales. A pink tapered penis hung outward a few inches as the baby dragon’s face bloomed with a velvet shade of amusement with a sprinkling of embarrassment.
A faint snickering brought Spike out of his trance and into looking over at Applebloom. The yellow filly pretended to pay no attention to Spike, acting as if she had never had made a sound. This façade continued until a loud schlick penetrated the Dragon’s ears. Turning to the source, his eyes widened as he saw Sweetie Belle getting off of her KO’d stallion; the cock slid out of her vag with a vulgar plop. A torrent of marecum dribbled out of her pussy, no longer stuffed by the now absent stallionhood. Scootaloo’s penis flopped onto her belly, mottling her coat with a slutty mixture of sweat and cum.
“Why dont’cha come in?” the yellow filly inquired, trying to hold back a chuckle as she slid her foreleg behind Spike’s back and pushed the young dragon inside the clubhouse. Spike scooted across the floor, his legs petrified as all of his body’s energy festered on his sexual frustration. Applebloom walked in behind him, closing the clubhouse door as she made her way over to a small urn in the left corner of the room.
“H-How-what...you both have-uh...can someone explain this to me?”
“Well we was crusadin’ around the barn when we found a secret door and we went inside an’ found this,” Applebloom explained motioning to the silver studded container.
“Yeah! We found it next to a picture of Big Macintosh!” Sweetie Belle chimed in before splashing a glass of water onto Scootaloo’s face. The orange filly sat up quickly in a rather heavy daze.
“An’ he was lookin’ all fancy!”
“He was wearing one of those pretty dresses Rarity makes! It made him look like a girl!”
“Mah brother ain’t a girl!”
“He was so!”
“Ain’t not”
“Was so!”
Spike lazily drifted off, staring at the still hardened cock attached to the orange pegasus filly. He watched the thick member lazily draped over the young filly’s thigh as droplets of precum dripped onto the ground. Unlike his own cock, Scootaloo’s had a flattened head with amazingly rigid curvature around the sides. The penis twinkled in the peeking sunlight, extruding the broad veins from the lengthy shaft. Spike was mesmerized by how a small pony could have the girth of a member rivaling a full grown stallion, complete with such a plump, fuzzy ballsack. In fact, the baby dragon was a bit jealous that an animal roughly his size and age sported such a tantalizing cock.
Saliva smacked onto the young dragon’s lips as he hypnotically hydrated them in a lust fueled motion. His lizard tongue flapped around the curvature of his mouth as his eyes bulged wide with restrained greed. This action did not go unnoticed by the orange filly. Scootaloo’s eyes lowered as she let out a rather amused grin. Getting back onto her hooves, she seductively made her way over to the baby dragon, her cock dragging along behind her. She didn’t care about the burning pangs on her cockhead, for the friction made it all the more erotic. Standing in close proximity to the baby dragon, the orange filly opened her mouth to speak.
“Hey Spike.”
“H-h-hey,” the young dragon muttered as he laid down on the ground, observing the underside of the pegasus filly.
“I see you’re a bit interested in this,” Scootaloo murmured as she swayed her hips in front of Spike. Scootaloo’s demeanor swiftly changed to a somewhat saddened tone. “I tried with the crusaders but I didn’t get my cutie mark. Theirs shot out that white goo but I couldn’t! Maybe this isn’t my special talent...”
Spike’s pent up sexual frustration quickly took hold of the young dragon’s body, his deepest urges manifesting into the dangling phallic object in front of him. His body cried for release, needing to relieve his bestial desires. Desperation filled his consciousness, driving the dragon to do the unthinkable.
“No wait, Scootaloo! Maybe you h-ha-haven’t tried hard enou-gh. M-Maybe I could….help,” the short purple dragon said in between heavy lust-ridden panting. Scootaloo’s eyes glowed brightly from anticipation, she could be soon close to getting her cutie mark. Her tiny wings fluttered in immense joy, buzzing through the once settled atmosphere.
“You really mean it?!”
“Y-yes...please...let me have that,” he replied, pointing to Scootaloo’s crotch. The young athlete stood on her hindlegs as she clapped her front hooves together in glee. Her thick cock dragged between her hindlegs, the shaft dangling proudly.
Yet, Scootaloo wasn’t entirely sure how to actually have sex with the boy. He didn’t have the second hole by his butt. About to prompt the baby dragon on the logistics of how to actually pursue her cutiemark using her new appendage when Spike grabbed the filly by her rump and pulled her close to his face. Warm dragon breath blew out of his nostrils onto the flaccid equine phallus.
Scootaloo shrieked, “W-Whoa! Spike, what are you doing?”
Spike, however, didn’t have time to respond. He wanted that thick stallionhood in his mouth and he wanted it right now. Pulling onto Scootaloo’s dangling shaft, Spike shoved the half erect member into his mouth, feasting on an overwhelming amount of cockflesh. Scootaloo gasped as her crotch was now forcibly brought to Spike’s dragon snout. She wasn’t used to standing on her hindlegs like the bipedal dragon, yet Spike provided enough support to her butt that she was able to relax.
The sudden heat from Spike enveloping so much of her cock sent Scootaloo onto a spiraling trainwreck headed toward bliss. His hot mouth electrified the young filly’s penis, causing it to quickly reach full length. Spike groaned around the large horsecock wedged between his lips as it rapidly expanded inside his mouth. His tongue lashed at the girthy member, rolling over the large bulging veins. Spike reached one of his claws towards Scootaloo’s cock, gripping the penis a little below the medial ring, stroking the firm skin as Scootaloo’s golf ball sized testicles smacked against his wrist. The young dragon held the penis dearly in his mouth, smacking the throbbing member with his reptilian tongue. Eagerly twirling, he coated Scootaloo’s penis thoroughly before teasing his way around the tip.
Scootaloo was left breathless, despite her earlier escapades with the other crusaders; she was unprepared for the tidal wave of pleasure abusing the gulf of her young mind. Her eyes closed sluggishly, a low hum of approval resonating behind her quivering lips. Spike reveled in the meaty endowment buried deep in his throat; he managed to push a couple more inches of Scootaloo’s cock inside of him, clenching at her penis with his powerful throat muscles. Her hips rocked forward as her head cocked backward, lost to the oral pleasure she was receiving. He thanked Celestia that the years of snacking on chiseled jewels and gems had granted him with the capabilities to have a leg up on their erotic euphoria.
Despite the massive amounts of pleasure being pandered to her sensitive organ, Scootaloo had still managed to resist climaxing into the young dragon’s maw. Despite her resistance, her body was very close but the poor filly was too entranced by the rich sensations of being so deeply pleasured that she was unaware of her situation. Her mind was lost, dangling in a passion fueled dreamscape where she darted through the heavens with her extravagant wings. She blazed through the kindling sunset sky, bleaching the atmosphere with vibrantly warm hues painted across the clouds. Her eyes snatched onto the watery abyss below her absorbing the refracted portrait of nature’s beautiful reflection. The wind parted through the troughs of her mane, lightly fingering their way through her luscious orange coat. She soared through the hollow clouds, as their forms bursted from her presence. This was everything the mare could have ever hoped for until…
Vicious suckling noises consumed the air as Scootaloo was violently ripped from her fantasy, her body jolting from the sudden increase in suction as Spike fiercely worked his throat muscles around Scootaloo’s cock. The young dragon had managed to take her entire length to his throat, thrashing the swollen member with his tongue. Scootaloo could no longer take Spike’s oral treatment as she howled from his bestial needs squeezing at her cock. The young mare’s heart was pounding ferociously as sweat trailed in droves down her orange fur coat. Her cock swelled, the tip stretching the young dragon’s esophagus wide. Scootaloo moaned as heated puffs of steam wrapped around her crotch. Spike was burning up, the two had reached the final crescendo and he could no longer keep her inside of him.
“SPIKE! I-I-Ah!” the orange filly screamed as her body could no longer withstand the relentless pleasure being forced onto her. Scootaloo came, bursting with burning stallion cream. Her testicles churned and pulsated vibrantly as more of her cum was pumped into the baby dragon, overwhelming his body with large globs of seed. Spike swallowed as best as he could, taking in as much of Scootaloo’s sexual liquids as possible.
Applebloom and Sweetie Belle froze, almost effortlessly stopping their quite trivial debacle, staring wordlessly at the intense orgasm unfolding in front of them. Sweetie Belle’s cock slowly bulged out of her newfound sheath, getting quite turned on by the voyeur display only hooves away. The two fillies watched in awe as their dragon friend took all of Scootaloo’s pent up load, cum dripping from the sides of his mouth, making small puddles on the floor.
Eventually, Scootaloo flopped to the ground, no longer able to keep herself upward as she quickly fell into a heavy afterglow. Her cock quickly dragged out of Spike’s mouth, dismantling the rough seal of Spike’s lips. Noisily popping out of the dragon’s snout, the softening cock shot forth several globs of cum with its escape. The baby dragon panted desperately, as he attempted to rejuvenate his devoid lungs with fresh oxygen.
“Whoa! Ah gotta git sum’a dat!” Applebloom yelled as she touched the glowing phallus-granting item, causing a surge of electric energy to rush straight to her ample hips. Her crotch twisted as a bulge formed under her yellow fur coat. Applebloom moaned from the intense pressure building up near her mare bits, before the bulge took form of a rather hefty ballsack. Jealousy panged Sweetie’s gut, rather frustrated that her friend got a bigger set of virile testicles than she did. Nevertheless, she continued to stare at her transforming friend, becoming even more turned on than from watching Scootaloo earlier.
Looking down at her own endowments, Sweetie Belle blushed furiously at the sight of her stallionhood meandering out of its sheath. She turned back to Applebloom, who had finally finished her transformation, having gained a relatively large endowment. Granted it was not as large as the other girls’ but definitely something to be proud about. Applebloom sat on her flank, admiring the newest addition to her form, quite pleased by her cock. She slowly rubbed her hooves around the shaft, procuring a few droplets of precum onto her hooves.
It was when she got up onto her legs again did she notice how incredibly horny she was. She gasped as she felt her cunt leak strands of marecum around her plump young nethers. Her clit throbbed almost effortlessly as it wobbled between the vulgar winking of her folds. Sensations tucked deep within the young farm mare’s psyche unlocked. She wanted to rut the nearest hole and plow the critter till they both go dry. Applebloom’s mind was flooded with these feelings as she glanced over to the cum stained dragon, eyeing his rather exposed rump.
Her cock pulsated as she quickly made her way behind the young dragon, her endowment smacking against her toned tummy. Fondling with his bulky tail, the yellow coated filly moved her hooves around Spike’s backside, rubbing fondly at his smooth scales. The farm girl smiled at the exhausted dragon in front of her, perfectly angled with his behind lingering in the air. An inferno was building in Applebloom’s groin. Her cock painfully stretched to its full length, throbbing wildly in anticipation. Her hooves worked their way around Spike’s abdomen, lightly pulling on his scales before moving towards his perking erection. Spike was average for his age, sporting a tapering penis of mere inches. His pink muscular tissue sported tiny little rivets, of which would become useful when Spike had reached the age of mating for a dragon. Such rivets would help keep his impressive dragon cock inside his mate, expanding outward to keep a tight hold onto his partner’s slick walls. But Spike was only a baby dragon, and while he had reached the age where he knew about the more intimate details of a relationship, the most he had ever experienced was masturbating his tiny penis with his claws.
Cum dribbled from his open mouth, the thick liquid trickling down his muscular tongue. His eyes were half glazed when he felt something prod at his behind. Meanwhile, Applebloom poked and prodded with her equine shaft, the head of which heartily leaked large globs of precum. The heat had grown in intensity, overburdening the young farm pony’s body with the dire need to release her pent up frustrations.
Spike grew quite alarmed at the increasing ferocity of his friend’s thrusts. “Applebloom, what are you doing?”
“Spike, Ah can’t help it, it hurts so bad! Ah need ya now!” Applebloom cried, her cock almost bursting from how erect she was. She hadn’t even been inside of her dragon friend and already the tip of her stallionhood was flaring outward, easily dwarfing Spike’s hole.
“Applebloom, no! It’s not going to fit!” the dragon pleaded with the yellow coated mare.
“Ah’m sorry Spike!” Applebloom screamed as her cock finally found purchase in Spike’s anus. He groaned as he felt the thick cock push further and further within him. It was extremely painful, but there was a tiny smidgen of pleasure shining through the roaring horsecock forced into his pucker. Spike bit his lower lip as he slammed his fist against the clubhouse floor. To his luck, Applebloom was spurting enough precum to keep his asshole lubricated. In fact, he kinda enjoyed the feeling of being so filled. Yet Applebloom just kept on pushing, eliciting groans from the baby dragon as his rectum guzzled up more of Applebloom’s thick cock. He could feel his body being stretched wide to accommodate the formidable filly.
“Aahuughhhh,” Spike moaned as the inches of the filly’s penis disappeared inside of him. Spike could feel his own cock burning, extremely aroused by the unexpected penetration. The insane amount of stretching subsided as Applebloom’s testicles slapped against the dragon’s, wobbling from the farm pony’s frantic thrusting. Her hips were practically glued to Spike’s, a thick layer of precum acting as adhesive. With Applebloom done with her unprofessional insertion technique, Spike’s body was finally able to relax around the throbbing intruder, his rectal walls closing in on the massive shaft in a tight squeeze. Moans escaped both of the young friends’ mouths, echoing unrefined gallons of pleasure.
The baby dragon was panting heavily, the intense pressure brutally circulating throughout his body. Despite his body slowly adjusting to Applebloom, his face still painted a picture of unforgiving tension. Sweetie Belle moved toward her dragon friend, wanting to make him feel way more relaxed. Granted, she hadn’t had a chance to use her penis yet, and it bothered her endlessly that her friends were getting to use theirs despite the fact that SHE was the one that had found the secret passage in the barn.
Sweetie Belle lowered her head to Spike’s level, slowly eskimo kissing the baby dragon, her snout nuzzling Spike’s young face. The young fashionista planted a series of loving kisses onto Spike’s forehead as she batted at his perky scales. Spike glanced upward at Rarity’s younger sister, licking the underside of her chin in reciprocation. Time gracefully trickled as the two expressed their inner feelings for one another. Never before had they realized they had so much love for eachother.
“Spike, could I use my penis on you? Everypony else got a turn, and I want one too” the little filly asked in a squeaked hush. Spike slowly nodded, his mouth clearly watering at the mere sight of Sweetie’s long appendage. Opening his mouth wide, Spike quickly let out a gag as Sweetie’s enthusiasm got the better of her, shoving her entire length into his mouth, using his weakened shoulders for support.
“Mmmrrrphf,” Spike groaned around the cock so forcibly shoved into his face. He didn’t even get a chance to tease Sweetie Belle. She had already begun thrusting, eager to experience what Scootaloo had so erotically done earlier.
Scootaloo moaned as she lifted her head up from the ground. Her eyes were still smothered in a static fuzz from her sudden blackout. Bringing her hooves to her face, she forcibly rubbed the grogginess from her eyes. The pegasus’s wings folded back towards her body as she slowly sat upwards, her brain processing the erotic scene in front of her. The winged hermaphrodite grinned in amusement as her stallion parts grew from the arousing display. Applebloom was leaning her weight into Spike’s behind as Sweetie Belle humped at the dragon’s face like an alpha dog fucking his breeding bitch. To the young pegasus, it was quite erotic, her eyes feasting on…”Whoa,” Scootaloo looked downward to find her penis quivering against her fluffy, orange chest fur. The pink cock throbbed as precum formed in small liquid bubbles on the tip. She had never noticed how heavy her cock was until now. Planting her hooves around the swollen member, she slowly massaged the bestial shaft, occasionally kissing the tip of her own penis. A yelp escaped from her mouth as a bit of her mare juices squirted out of her labia onto her furry scrotum. Almost instinctively, she cupped her hoof into her pussy, digging at her folds as she milked out more of her juices, only to slather her cock greedily in her nectar.
The filly was a bit shocked by her actions; she had never done something so lewd in her life, but on the other hoof, she didn’t want to stop. Vulgar shlickening noises polluted the air as Scootaloo worked her hooves around the massive equine phallus presented in front of her. The filly’s imagination soared, dreaming up all the “adventures” she could have with the throbbing cock. But what really made her mind’s synapses overload in sexual joy was the simple fact that it wasn’t just any penis, it was her penis. The realization pushed Scootaloo to the edge of release quite quickly, but she didn’t want to climax just yet. The sight of her friends playing with their newfound endowments made Scootaloo want to jump right in.
Beating her wings rapidly, she made her way back onto four hooves, her stallionhood dragging against the wooden floor. But as she made her way over, Spike did something none of the Crusaders expected. Wrapping his tail around Applebloom’s hindleg, he drew it upward towards the filly’s drenched snatch. Scootaloo froze, watching as Spike’s prehensile tail slowly parted Applebloom’s netherlips, before twisting slowly, stretched her pulsating opening wide. Reserves of Applebloom’s nectar leaked out of her cunt, creaming Spike’s tail in a thick, reflective coat. Scootaloo’s eyes bulged as Applebloom threw back her head in a throaty moan, the country pony revelling in Spike’s talented tailplay. Despite being filled to the brim with cock from both ends, the little dragon still was able to execute some dirty surprises.
And Scootaloo only wanted more. Slowly making her way over to Sweetie Belle she laid a hoof on her friend as Sweetie continued to facefuck Spike. “Hey, hurry up, I want to go again!” Scootaloo panted, her body unable to focus on anything other than the burning need in her loins. Her words, however, were lost to the young filly, as her hips thrusted heavily into Spike’s throat. Scootaloo gasped as she noticed Spike’s throat bulging with each shove forward of Sweetie Belle’s fine...curvy...hips. Scootaloo fell into a trance, watching her friend’s rump rhythmically rock as her cock sawed within Spike.
A bit of drool formed around the edge of Scootaloo’s mouth. She had never noticed how plump and round her unicorn friend was. She gazed eagerly, watching as Sweetie’s cock extruded from the young dragon’s mouth, inches forming and then vanishing with every thrust. Her friend’s hips rocking forward, stretching outward as she exposed Spike to her veiny tool, her penis swelling with each extruding glob of precum into the young assistant’s mouth.
This whole scenario was too much for Scootaloo, as she made her way behind Sweetie Belle, getting a much better angle of the action. Sweetie continued her ministrations unabashed, exposing Spike to every millimeter of her rigid cock. Scootaloo no longer wanted to watch the action, she wanted to feel it. No, she needed to feel it. Wrapping her hooves around Sweetie Belle’s soft belly, the pegasus pony pulled her backwards, positioning her friend so that they were both standing on their hindlegs. Scootaloo whispered somber words into Sweetie’s perky ears and then slid her penis past the unicorn’s parted walls.
A yelp escaped from Sweetie Belle’s mouth in the form of a measly mutter of passion. Scootaloo pushed forward, filling her friend with her massive endowments. Surprisingly, penetrating her lust-ridden friend was much easier than before, Sweetie’s pussy proving more than enough marecum to allow Scootaloo to make her way all the way to the young filly’s cervix. Liquid pleasure enwrapped around the thick pegasus tool, smearing lustful aromas around the thick intruder. Pheromones reeked from Scootaloo’s penis, enrapturing the young filly’s nostrils, sending Scootaloo on a quest to fuck Sweetie Belle senseless.
Spike felt like a lust addicted husk, feeling all of the filly’s sensual energy through their massive phalli. The salty sweet aftertaste of Sweetie Belle’s shaft easily eclipsed any previous best-loved gemstones. Not even did the sapphire everstones, whose tastes could only be described as the heavens unfolded into timeless stones, sparkling even brighter than Luna’s stars could usurp the luscious flavors unraveling around his maw now. It was mind-consuming, heavily erotic, and Spike was feasting on the rare delicacy in abundance. Sweetie Belle’s cock stiffened evermore in his throat. He could feel her heartbeat throb through her penis, and it only drove his lust on for more.
Ignoring all pain receptors, Spike instinctively worked his way around the massive erection wedged between his jaw, massaging every cranny as if it was the most precious thing in the world to him. All rationality was thrown out the clubhouse window; all he could focus on was the sensual pulses rippling through his body like the droplets of rain bludgeoning a tranquil pond. Everything he had ever loved and dreamed of was obliterated in comparison to the sensations he felt.
The young dragon’s rectal walls squeezed and clenched down onto Applebloom’s shaft. The filly farmhand was trapped inside Spike’s ass, edging ever so close to release, only in her desperation did she hold out just a bit longer to savor the moment. Despite being so firmly held within him, Applebloom did not concede to the dragon’s strength. Instead she gyrated her hips, working her shaft in a spiral motion as if it was a drill, all the while letting Spike’s tail shift around inside of her vagina, lashing at her silky depths. She would occasionally lift one of her hindlegs upward, in order to stretch her slit wider in hopes of taking even more of Spike’s girthy tail inside. It took everything within Applebloom’s power to not just climax right there. A deep moan trembled in AB’s throat, the bellowing pressure only a small accumulation of the sexual energy the young filly was experiencing.
And in a mere instant, the sweet rush of sensual release obliterated the friends’ spent nerves. Sweetie Belle moaned as her balls churned, her cunt locking Scootaloo’s cock in a vicious bind. The unicorn’s cock bulged as cum rushed through the filly’s penis, swelling up at the head as the pressure swooned around her urethra. The unicorn shoved her crotch into Spike’s face, her dangling ballsack slapping against the underside of the dragon’s jaw. The message finally unraveling in Spike’s mind: “Get ready.”
Sweetie’s thick cock burst with her seed, shooting her load deep down the dragon’s mouth, filling the library assistant’s stomach with a hefty helping of stallion cream. It was thicker than molasses, hotter than Twilight’s (consistently burnt) cocoa, and the most delectable treat Spike had ever encountered in his life. Sweetie grasped onto Spike’s puffed cheeks, rocking his head against her erection, hoping to get a few inches deeper into his gullet.
Scootaloo came next, succumbing to her unicorn friend’s passionate grip, blasting mindblowing amounts of semen into her best friend, dumping went straight into Sweetie’s womb. Scootaloo’s balls throbbed and bounced as her fellow Crusader milked her cock for all it had. Waves of cum filled the unicorn’s belly, causing it to bulge outward from the sheer volume of the pegasus’ batter. In fact, Scootaloo’s orgasm wasn’t subsiding, causing Sweetie Belle’s stomach to expand rapidly, as the warmth of Scoot’s cum radiated through her coat, causing her fur to glow bright white from the heat.
Adjusting her forelegs so that she could be able to feel her friend expanding, Scootaloo caressed her bloated friend’s smooth stomach. The pegasus’s mind meandered, lost in the waves of realizing it was her penis causing her friend to grow so large. Scoots lovingly nibbled on her partner’s neck, slowly grazing her neck with sensual bites. Sweetie Belle’s forelegs drooped, resting on her taut tummy. as she smiled peacefully at her growing body. The two Crusaders’ orgasms soon fell to a sort of autopilot, the duo too busy romantically stroking each other’s soft fur as they let out a note of affection together.
The last Crusader to cum was Applebloom, the sight of her friend being filled with so much cum broke the final lock on her proverbial dam, finally allowing her moderately painful erection to be free. The young Apple’s cum blasted from the tip of her monstrous flared head, coating Spike’s rectum in voluminous amounts of semen. Spike groaned as he felt Applebloom’s climax surge through his anus, filling him more than her penis had. The dragon’s belly pulsated as it expanded outward, bloated with marecum. And then Spike followed suit, firing heavy strands of seed which smeared onto the oak wood flooring of the clubhouse, almost reaching to the opposite side. Yet, unlike the mares who were fucking him, his orgasm lasted only mere seconds in comparison to theirs.
Eventually, Applebloom broke the tender, orgasmic resonance with one last murmur. “Ah’m tired.”
And all four of the friends, now having discovered their large benefits, slumped to the clubhouse floor, collapsing into a post sexual nap, still entwined with each other.
Author's Note
And you survived. Congrats. I hope you were able to enjoy the fic (feel free to leave a comment or something [I love reading comments!]). :D
