Naked, Afraid, and in the Wild

Day of Preparation: You Have Reached your Destination

"And that's how the theory of physics can be disproved by magic, Spike."

"Mm-hmm."

"Mind you that magic is an amazing supernatural force that comes from within. Its so mind boggling if you think about it!!"

"Uh-huh."

"Hey, are you even listening to me?"

"Yeah, yeah, I agree."

A hard hit was heard as a large thick book made contact in the face with the one named Spike.

*SMACK*

A tall purple drake with green spines gained a lot of air as the thick book collided his scaly face. His saliva and what looked like a broken tooth flew out of his mouth as a dead thud accompanied his fall to the ground.

"Spike," a female voice said, sighing as Spike lifted his face up, revealing a bloody nose, "have you even listened to a word I said?"

"Uh, yeah?" Spike answered back with an unsure tone, "You said something about studying about magic, Twilight," the purple dragon said with pain in his voice. His bruised cheek gave a dark purple color as he wiped the blood away from his nose. "And that actually hurt." he pouted, patting his injury given by Twilight.

Spike was very tall, much taller than the purple unicorn before him. His sharp green spikes went from his head down to his neck in a mohawk-type of form. Wearing a t-shirt and a pair of shorts, his muscular form was cowering away from Twilight, a purple unicorn wearing a skirt with a rather appealing uniform. In a quaint little wooden library, many books up on the shelves circled around the two as Twilight sighed. Face palming herself, the unicorn asked a question.

"Spike, why don't you even pay attention to my lectures?" she asked, placing her hands at her hips.

Her small shoulders led to her breasts of decent size. Her giant hips contributed to the classic hour-glass figure as she was replied by Spike.

"Lectures?" Spike said, laughing a bit. His chuckles soon turned into laughter, but it was quickly ended by groans of pain. He stopped laughing as his cheek was burning in pain. "Ooh, ah, that hurt."

"This is no laughing matter, Spike!" Twilight exclaimed as she wiped the book that hit Spike with a white cloth, " This information can help you later in life!" she continued on.

"Really?" Spike asked, raising an eyebrow, "Like knowing the exact rate of a plant growing can really help me in life!"

"Roseluck might need that information!" Twilight countered back, "That type of info can impress her!"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no," Spike said, holding out his clawed hand in front of Twilight, "that would actually just unimpress her and label me as a huge nerd! I would look like a complete loser if I ranted on the rate of a flower's piston growing!"

Twilight rolled her eyes.

"C'mon Spike!" Twilight said, "You overthink things!"

"Oh, I overthink things?"

"Yes, you do!"

"Like what?"

"Like you trying to get “lucky” with Rarity!"

"Knock, knock!" a very posh voice greeted the two arguing unicorn and dragon. The voice was followed by complete silence as a few knocks echoed on the door. "Anypony home?" It was Rarity.

Spike suddenly tensed up and got red in the face as the white unicorn walked in.

"Did I just hear my name being mentioned?" she asked teasingly.

"Oh, hi Rarity!" Twilight greeted her friend with a smile, "What brings you here to the library?" she asked as Spike immediately grabbed a nearby broom and started to sweep.

Rarity shrugged off the mentioning of her name like it was nothing and looked towards Twilight.

"Good afternoon Twilight!" Rarity replied in a lady-like tone with a warm, endearing smile. "Now tell me, do you have any books on elegant dresses that were very popular during their time?"

"I think I do!!!!!" Twilight said, her horn lighting up in magic and levitated it towards Rarity. Twilight's blend of pink and purple magic soon shifted to a light blue, Rarity's magic aura. "Try this!" Twilight said as Rarity brought it closer to her.

"Thanks, Twilight" Rarity said as the book was lowered to her chest. Her appealing cleavage looked soft as silk, looking loose in her black shirt. Her horn stopped to light up as she opened the book with her soft and gentle hands. She began to quickly skim it as Twilight spoke up.

"It has all the fashions dated from the empire of Prance to the present," Twilight explained as she took a few more books from the high shelves in the library. "I also have other ones dated further back, so give me a shout if you want them."

"No, this would be just fine, darling," Rarity said, closing the book with her hands. "Thank you!"

"Not a problem!" Twilight replied, " Happy to help!"

"Oh, and hello Spikey Wikey!!!" Rarity said very cheerfully towards the dragon. She waved a little bit as Spike stopped his sweeping and replied back.

"Uh, h-hi..." he said, not able to look up at the white mare in the eyes. In the awkward situation he was in, he looked tensed up and very uncomfortable.

Rarity didn't see this and giggled as Spike's cuteness. In response to that, the dragon began to sweep again, but this time - even faster. The bristles of the old broom swept at the hard, wooden ground as Rarity approached the door to exit out.

"Bye-bye!" she said, waving on her way out.

Twilight waved back as the door closed on Rarity's exit. The clunk of the door was heard as Spike suddenly stopped sweeping and sighed in relief.

"Whoa, that was awkward!!" he said, red in the face and wiping the sweat off his brow. Spike took a deep breath and threw the broom to the side. Spike threw it a bit too hard to the ground as the old broom shattered into pieces.

"Spike!" Twilight exclaimed, her horn lighting up to clean up the mess he made, "Be careful with your strength!" The purple unicorn picked up the bits and pieces of the now wooden pulp of the broom. The remains got into a pile as Spike interjected.

"We've had that for about three years, Twilight!" Spike said, pointing his finger at it, "Remember how you wanted a miniature broom just for little little me when I was 14?"

Twilight smiled and imagined Spike, who was no taller than 3-feet when he was 14-years old. Twilight, who was a little shorter than 6-feet tall, would always see the small dragon trying to keep up with strides. In less than three years, Spike was now taller than Twilight - a major growth spurt indeed. Her smile grew a bit bigger as he was very cute back and then and almost giggled. It was held back as Spike began to talk.

"When I was growing up, you taped wooden poles and added more bristles to the end of the broom!" he said, pointing at the accursed cleaning equipment, "Don't you know how many splinters I got?!"

"And look at him now..." she thought as Spike ranted on, a bit displeased with his major biological shift.

Spike noticed Twilight's gaze and finished up his argument rather quickly. As Twilight began to speak, he looked back on the wondrous days when he was much smaller. By being so tiny, he could sneak some peeks up at panties and hopefully even more. A very likening image sprung up in his mind as he began to think about it.

A very likening image sprung up in his mind as he began to think about it.

He began to smile to himself as Twilight seemed to explain something. Her right hand made a fist and brought it down to her left open palm - unmistakably making a point. Spike could remember how clearly Rarity's black wondrous panties could be seen. He couldn't get the real thing, but had substitutes that would fulfill his “lustful” desires - Twilight's panties. However, that was the first and last time Spike ever went through Twilight's drawer. He learned his lesson of almost getting caught and had to stay in the cursed claustrophobic hell for more than eighteen hours.

Twilight then used her hands to clearly make a point again, but Spike's blank stare caught Twilight's eyes.

"Spike?" Twilight asked raising an eyebrow. Her hands in front of her with her index fingers up. She asked a question to the dragon who was staring into space, "Are you even paying attention?"

"Uh-huh," Spike replied in a monotone tone. "Magic and studying," he droned on.

"Spike!!" Twilight yelled at the top of her lungs with her horn lighting up. A large thesaurus much larger than Spike's head across the room was starting to glow in a purple and pink color. Less than in a few seconds, the large book levitated and started to go to the drake's head.

*THWACK*

Spike's purple head was bruised as his green spines were scratched up. Holding an ice pack to his face, Twilight stood beside him with a disappointing look crossed with anger. Spike had a clueless face on as he asked a question.

"How many times did you hit me in total?" he asked, looking up at the unicorn. Spike sat in his bed which was at the foot of Twilight's bed. Spike's item of rest and sleep was just like the broom………. Added on and utterly bullshit. He really didn't mind it all that much. He was used to it as Twilight would always make anything last. Even her bed was deteriorating, which was much older than six years, especially with what happened.

"More than fifty times, Spike!!!!!" she said, double face palming and groaning.

"Really? Only fifty tim-"

"Per day" Twilight said, looking down at the injured dragon.

"What?"

"I hit you for every time you don't pay attention to me, Spike," Twilight said sighing, "I know it sounds bad, but its the only way to knock you off to your senses."

"Only way? I doubt it." Spike said, muttering a bit.

"Its like becoming a habit," Twilight said, sitting up on her bed. She sat in front of Spike, who was looking towards her, "And the rest of us kind of developed it too," she said, sighing a bit.

"Develop what?" Spike asked, readjusting the ice pack on his face. "A habit of hitting me?"

"Yes, exactly," Twilight said, nodding her head, opening her legs up. Wearing a skirt, the motion picked up the dragon's eyes. Twilight looked up at the wooden ceiling and began to talk, "Well, except for Fluttershy and Rarity," she said, "Fluttershy couldn't bear to hit you and you always fall for Rarity."

"Yeah."

"Its like as if your mind is always in a different world."

"Mm-hmm."

Spike paid no attention to what Twilight was saying and stared between Twilight's legs. He could see the spectacular curve beneath the panties and focused his eyes on an exact spot. Twilight's skirt blocked out some of the light as the dark tunnel didn't give off a purple color of her soft coat. Spike gave no heed he was staring at Twilight's covered area. Instead, he imagined them being Rarity's and smiled to himself. He could imagine himself just penetrating the-

"...And remember that time when you woke up at the hospital?" Twilight asked with her arms crossed, "You know, with the few broken bones, a concussion, and the shattered femur? Well, Applejack had to kick you hard to even budge you, and you know how hard Applejack can kick. I think the mark on your hip should healed by now," she said, "Now Spike-"

Twilight looked down to see the blank look on his face, but not where they were looking at. Twilight was about to get onto her hooves to knock him back to his usual senses. However, the ice pack on the ground left by Spike made contact with Twilight's hoof. Her weight on the ice placed pressure on the smooth wooden ground, making it very slippery. The next thing she knew, she felt herself being hurled forward with her hip out on top of Spike. Spike was still staring into space, but was soon knocked out of it as he felt the soft furry legs between his cheeks.

The next thing he knew, Twilight's panties were right up on his face.

The two dropped to the ground as Twilight grunted and Spike trying to stop the fall, but since he had saw it too late, he could only react to it by the expression on his face. His serpent-like tongue escaped his mouth and yelled in surprise. Twilight's entire weight went right between her legs as she sat on Spike's face. The next thing she knew, she felt pleasure and satisfaction as she felt something wet enter her now wet pussy. She couldn't get up and only moaned as she felt the wet and slimy object explore her vagina.

Spike however couldn't even get up as the pressure of Twilight's weight stuck to the point of his head. With his tongue out and arms trapped by Twilight's legs, he couldn't help it and moved his tongue frantically in panic. Twilight let out a few moans as a shade of red immediately got onto her face. She felt herself become hot all over body as pleasure accompanied it. With each heartbeat and movement, she moved up and down the slimy member as it moved around in her passageway.

Spike, who was below, tasted Twilight as he tried to pry her off, but also wanted him on top of her and continued on. Straddled on top, Twilight began to realize what she was doing. Trying to break off from the temptation and desire to stay on, Twilight let herself fall back on the bed and found herself breathing heavily as she felt liquid coming down from between her legs.

The young drake was breathing even harder than the unicorn as he breathed in and out like a dog. With his tongue out of Twilight’s moistened vagina, It was covered in Twilight's juices. His tongue retracted into his mouth as he tasted Twilight in all its splendor and glory. He could feel a bump in between his legs, starting to grow as Twilight's leg quivered. Her mind yearned for more as she clenched her legs to stop the flow betwixt her legs.

Spike was just disoriented as he backed away using his claws. His blurred vision because of the oxygen deprivation, and along with the taste of Twilight, blocked his eyesight, as he couldn’t even see anything in front of him. Spike began to slowly go back as his small bed dragged away with him. He didn't realize that there was going to be a solid 10-foot fall behind him. The bed, along with him, dropped to the ground as a large crash was heard.

*CRASH*

Twilight also couldn't think straight as her marehood continued to pulse for pleasure and couldn't only moan quietly to herself as she stopped herself from achieving climax. Spike, who was now on the ground, was knocked unconscious.

Later, much much later...

Twilight and Spike sat at the table in the kitchen with a very awkward atmosphere. Twilight sat in a side position, averting her gaze from the oblivious dragon as the entire library was silent. Owlowiscious was snoring silently up in the dark corner, his snoring in a series of 'hoots'. They echoed through the whole library as Spike brought an ice pack up to his face. This caused a rustle and perked Twilight's ears. She looked to the side and had a solid eye-to-eye contact with Spike for a brief second before looking away again.

Her face was a good shade of red as she thought about Spike's tongue in her vagina not too long ago. She couldn't help but always think of it. Thinking about it even more got her starting to squirm her legs around, feeling the place between her legs starting to get moist again.

Spike on the other hand, had no clue as to what just happened. All he could remember was staring into space and now he found himself down on the ground with a shattered bed. He looked at Twilight, who was clearly uncomfortable. She was squirming in her seat and red in the face. The dragon didn't know what he had done wrong and thought long and hard, starting to wonder what he did to make Twilight get into an odd mood. He looked back at the place he crashed down on and saw the wood split up at the place of impact.

Curious, he got up with the ice pack in hand and began to walk towards where he landed, which was quite near the ladder. He placed it near his face injury that happened prior to his fall and walked towards the area. Stepping onto the ladder, he lifted himself with just an arm and shifted his head to where he last remembered he sat at. His feet met with the elevated part of the library and got on a knee to hopefully find out what happened. His right claw getting cold from the ice pack, he grabbed it with his left to lighten the chilly temperature on his scales.

His eyes examined the floor and saw what it looked like to be water on the ground. With his numb scaled fingers, he touched it and felt it being somewhat thick between his finger. He moved his thumb and index finger between it and saw the liquid stick time to time and break off. He looked up to be at the foot of Twilight's bed, a bit puzzled to wonder what the liquid was. Spike looked at the place he last remembered being at and scratched his head. But as he did, he smelled something very musty and strong on his finger and looked at it questionably. He stood straight up and continued to sniff it, his nostrils flaring to get the exact scent of the liquid. A puzzled face went on his face as he remembered clearly smelling this liquid before and sniffed it even harder.

Meanwhile, down at the table, Twilight felt her legs quiver involuntarily and just couldn't hold her desire anymore longer and stormed into the second room of the library. The chair she sat in tumbled to the ground as her feet stepped very quickly towards a room. The sound of a door slamming was heard afterwards as Spike still sniffed his finger trying to get memory of the scent.

*SLAM*

"Mother of Celestia, where in the hell did I smell this?!" Spike exclaimed as he stared at his finger with a glare, "Did Twilight do something to me?!"

Twilight locked the wooden door behind her and was starting to breath harder as her fingers edged to explore her wet pussy. Her back slammed against the door as her sexual juices flowed down her furry purple legs as her fingers began to go inside. She closed her eyes, breathing a bit heavily as her fingers squirmed in the wet vagina. Her panties were soaking wet now as her index finger went deep inside of her. Twilight gave out a small moan and whimpered a bit, her legs clenched up in pleasure. A continuous noise of her finger going in and out of her hole was soon accompanied as she gave a circular motion on her clitoris. She felt a wave of pleasure shoot through her body and she began to go at a faster pace. Twilight bit her bottom lip as she tried to go in deeper inside of herself.

Unfortunately, her small hands had much shorter fingers and couldn't go deep like Spike's tongue. Twilight's sweat made her mane wet as she gently huffed for breath. Her yearning eyes looked around like anything that would fit in her hole and immediately saw something across the room. Her horn lit up and brought what looked like a horn. It was a little bit longer compared to her own horn, but much longer than her fingers. The magic from her horn brought the acquired plastic dildo to her and slowly brought it into her wet passage. Twilight had a grimaced look as she prepared to bring the object through herself. She bit her lip again from groaning out too loud and attracting Spike. As the slushing sound only filled the air, Twilight's open hands lifted her shirt up to expose her two beautiful melons. Her tongue twirled around her right nipple and sucked on it while closing her eyes. She imagined a stallion plowing her in the front, but as she always did, an image of Spike would break through.

Twilight embraced the thought as she imagined the purple dragon bringing his erected member right inside of her in a steady rhythm as she felt herself nearing her climax. She could feel something long and hard up inside of as the unicorn switched from her right breast to the left and began to suck on it. The momentum and rhythm got faster, a pool of her juices was now all out on the floor. The horned dildo went deep inside of Twilight's vagina, which was pooling out even more of her sexual juices. She brought the dildo out using her magic and brought it to her mouth and tasted the horn dripping in her own scent. Her fingers immediately replaced the work of the dildo as she imagined a cock in her mouth. She slid it in back and forth as she swallowed her own juices. Moaning quietly to herself, she placed the dildo between her legs and began to shove it deep inside of her. Pumping it in and out as her pussy was sucking it in and sucking it out, Twilight felt herself coming at a point and started to whimper a little bit louder, her breaths quickly reaching short.

"I-I-I'm-I'm," Twilight gasped as her face tried to hold it back. "I-I-I..."

Outside the room, up near her bed, Spike began his descent down the ladder and looked at his finger very funny. He shook his head as he wiped his finger up on his scales, not knowing he was smearing Twilight's scent all over himself.

"S-S-S-SPIIIIIIIIKE!!" Twilight yelled out from the other room.

A thump was heard as Spike let go of his one hand from the ladder. The other had an ice pack to his head. What was 6-feet below him was the warm and welcoming ground.

*SMASH*

Spike face planted onto the ground and groaned in intense pain as the sudden scream from Twilight clearly surprised him. Owlowiscious fell from his stand and landed right on top of Spike's head, pushing his head even further into the ground. He grunted as Owlowiscious flew off quickly and hovered beside the fallen dragon. Spike brought a numb claw to a sore on his face and grumbled.

"Now that - that really hurt," he said, as Owlowiscious hooted, "Twilight, what's wrong?!" Spike yelled out, trying to get up on his feet.

"Do-Don't come in, Spike!" Twilight's voice exclaimed. A burst of magic exploded in Twilight's study room as Spike raised an eyebrow.

"Huh, so I landed on my face for nothing?" he said in a deadbeat tone, "Gee, isn't that reassuring!!!!!"

"Who." Owlowiscious hooted, earning a nod from Spike.

"Well said, Owlowiscious," Spike said, looking towards the owl, "Well said."

The front door suddenly knocked. Spike's head hooking right towards the wooden thing. The door was knocked on three times, leaving only Spike to answer the door. He opened it to see a pegasus with a bright smile in a mail uniform. His coat was white with golden eyes and mane. A little shorter than Spike, the drake could see the early years of a stallion on the pegasus. This pony couldn't be no older than 14.

"Hello, I'm Carey! Carey Hoovers!" the pegasus said cheerfully with a bright smile.

Spike noticed the uniform and raised an eyebrow.

"Say, where's Derpy?" he asked. He also noticed that the colt almost looked like Derpy.

"Oh, she's out for today." Carey said, looking through his mail bag, "She's my cousin if you're wondering! Normally, I'm stuck at the post office sorting all the mail, but I finally got the chance to do this!"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah!" Carey exclaimed with a bright smile.

"Cool story, bro," Spike said sarcastically. The colt didn't seem to see that as an insult and complimented him.

"Thanks!" he said, handing Spike a letter. "Say, are you a dragon by perchance?" he asked the purple drake.

"Ten out of ten for observation” the dragon said, receiving the letter. The letter he was handed was pure white, white as the snow, and like Rarity's nice soft coat. He placed it under his arm as the colt asked another question.

"What's your name?" Carey asked.

"Spike!" the dragon replied to the colt's question.

"Oh, Spike?" Carey asked, his face lighting up, "I've heard a lot of things about you!"

"I-I'll take that as in good things..." Spike said, with the letter seeming to crumple up underneath his arms.

"Yeah, somepony named Rarity talks about you all the time and th-"

Spike couldn't believe what the mail colt said.

"Say what now?!" he exclaimed, almost jumping the derped out colt.

Spike's giant claws wrapped around Carey, who gave no heed to the sudden move and smiled innocently.

"Yeah!"

"Is there anything else she's saying about me?" Spike asked, his claws letting Carey go, "You know, my sexy physique?" he asked, kissing his muscular bisect.

"I think so!" Carey said as Spike's lips met his muscle.

Spike smiled proudly and looked at Carey. "You're cool, Carey."

"You're cool too, Spikey Wikey!!"

"Yeah, don't call me that," Spike said, his tone now cold and venomous. His eyes glared down at the colt, who was staring up at him with an innocent happy smile.

The colt then turned around. "See ya', Spike!!" he said, waving, "I need to deliver more mail!"

"Wait, Carey, why didn't you just put it in the mail box?" Spike asked, pointing to his that was right next to the door.

"The letter looked important!" Carey said, his wings started to flap. "Either way, I wanted to meet you!" he said, taking off into the late afternoon sky. "See ya'!"

Spike raised an eyebrow and looked at the plain white letter that now laid in his hand. He flipped it to see the emblem stamp of Princess Celestia. The dragon stared at the letter as an area under his eye twitched.

"Why didn't the princess send the mail through me?" he asked himself.

"Oof, boy." Carey said, shaking his head. He flew up to a mailbox and dropped a few letters in and continued the route, "I think Spike had a marefriend over... He just smelled like when sis had hers over..."

Spike scratched his head as he closed the door behind him and used a claw to open up the letter.

"I wonder what the princess wanted," he said taking it out and unfolded it, "I think it must be urgent if she's sending it through the mail." He sighed and began to read it to himself. Owlowiscious came by and landed on Spike's shoulder.

"Who?" the owl hooted.

"Yeah, yeah, I'll feed you," Spike said, now halfway through the mail, "First I have to-"

Spike stared at the letter and scratched his head.

"Huh..." he said, his finger that smelled musty went by Owlowiscious' nose, who hacked and coughed at the smell on Spike's finger, "I should go tell Twilight." He began to skim again and reread it as Owlowiscious flew away.

To Twilight and Spike

You maybe wondering as to why you have received this mail in such an odd fashion. If you're reading this, I am in Saddle Arabia and would like to ask that you two join me. There isn't much of importance, but time is. In 30 minutes time, a magical carriage will be arriving and will travel to Saddle Arabia without any assistance. All you have to do is pack up the essentials for a small trip.

I expect you two to be here in a few hours' time.

Salutations, Princess Celestia.

"Gee, I wish she could've at least said something that we need to do," Spike grumbled, reading the letter through again. He walked up to the door where Twilight's study room was and opened it. The door seemed to be locked as his strength completely obliterated the door. Splinters went everywhere while Spike still had his eyes glued to the letter.

"Spike!!" Twilight said, who was half naked underneath a very small blanket, "You should've at least knoc-"

"Tut tut, my dear Twilight," Spike said with a hand up, "Its a letter from the princess."

"What?"

Twilight's magic grabbed the letter and ripped it out of Spike's claws.

"Well, isn't that just rude?" he asked, but he was ignored and was thrown off by a very familiar musty smell. "By the gods, it smells weird in here," he said, sniffing vigorously.

Twilight felt much more relaxed as she released all the tension before through masturbation. Normally, that's what she would always do when Spike and her studies would stress her out. Today was just one of her days.

The purple unicorn read the letter again with a puzzled look.

"Spike, do you know what's exactly going on?" she asked as Spike's voice went in delight.

"Oh, sweet! You found it Twilight?"

Twilight looked over to see Spike wearing the horn up on his head. A particular horn that Twilight had used to pleasure herself. Her face grew red in embarrassment as Spike danced around with it on.

"Look at me!" he said, moving in a hilarious manner. His arms went everywhere as his foot stepped back in an awkward dancing position and stuck his tongue out. "I'm Twilight Sparkle, and Friendship is Magic!" he said, finishing his dance moves right up next to her. Spike opened his eyes to see the cleavage of Twilight's melons right in his face. What was met with his head next was a powerful slap across his face.

"Ptoo!" Spike spat as he went airborne across the room. He did a few flips as he went in head first into the side of the room. A large crash of Spike's head made a giant hole in the thick wood in the library.

*CRASH*

"I-I didn't see them!" Spike's muffled voice screamed. He thought that Twilight saw him staring at her knockers.

Which in fact, wasn't true in the slightest. The reason that she slapped him was because of what he was wearing on top of his head. The horn that substituted for a dildo sat on the ground nearby Spike's twitching foot. Pieces of the park littered around him as Twilight's magic picked it up. The unicorn didn't hear Spike's words and was glad he didn't smell it. She wouldn't want him to know she masturbated almost daily. She got red in the face as she felt a sudden urge to do it again. Her legs twitched involuntarily again as she fought it back.

Twilight could feel the temptation to masturbate boil down as she picked up the letter with a happy voice.

"Time to pack up, Spike!!" she said, clapping her hands together. Her breasts bounced up tightly underneath the blanket as Spike gave a thumbs up while head first into the wall.

"Yay..." he said very weakly.

"What?" Rarity exclaimed as Spike and Twilight had their luggage out outside the library, "Where are you two going exactly?"

"Saddle Arabia," Twilight said with Spike beside her, "We don't know why Princess Celestia is asking us to come, but it sounds urgent."

"Oh, I hope nothing bad happened,", a very busty yellow pegasus, namely Fluttershy, said worryingly in a soft voice. "Are you sure it isn't important?"

"That's what Princess Celestia said in the letter," Spike said, crossing his arms, "And I wonder why she didn't send it through me..." he muttered, "I can receive letters just fine, ya know..."

"Anyway sugarcube, stay safe on your ride," Applejack said in a southern accent.

"Where's Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie?" Twilight asked, noticing that all of her friends weren't here.

"Oh, Rainbow Dash is in Canterlot trying to decide whether or not to go to either the Daring Do book signing or the Wonderbolts show," Fluttershy said softly, "You should've have seen her this morning. She was going crazy. I hope she's fine."

"I reckon she is, Fluttershy," Applejack said, tilting her hat up, "And say, Pinkie Pie is taking a vacation with the Cakes'."

Out of the sky, a bright gold carriage flew towards the four ponies and drake. It flew in at an incredible speed, but slowed down drastically as it landed magically on an open ground.

"Wow, that's an amazing color scheme!" Rarity said, admiring the carriage, "Its fabulous!!"

The golden chariot had a magnificent color of white that perfectly went with the gold. Without it being pulled, two majestic magical wings rested at the side and waited for its passengers. Spike picked up the luggage and went his way towards it as Twilight followed after him.

With a grunt, Spike placed the luggage at the interior of the carriage, majority of it being parchment, quills, and ink.

"I don't think you have to bring that stuff, Twilight," Spike said, pointing at the mass number of the writing material.

"There's never enough stuff to write about!" Twilight said as Spike placed in the clothes and toiletries. Spike only had a small trash bag of clothes while Twilight had about three giant bags for her clothing.

"And your clothes..." Spike said, noticing how Twilight's stuff filled about half the carriage, "Way too much."

Twilight bumped Spike back in the back of the head softly with her palm, "You know Spike," she said, "You need to learn about the importance of hygiene," she teased, "Are you asking for a lesson?"

"No, please," Spike said, shuddering a little, "Out of all the things, I don't want to learn about hygiene."

"What are you bringing then?"

"Just four pairs of shorts and shirts," Spike said, pointing to his crushed bag in the corner, "Oh, make that five," he said pointing to his short and shirt he was wearing, "I have a good month’s worth of clothes in there."

"You smelly dragon!!" Twilight continued in a teasing tone, "Get in there!" She pointed inside the carriage.

Spike began to chuckle and replied to that, "I'm not little anymore, Twilight!" the dragon who was much bigger than the unicorn said, "I can-"

A beam of magic thought otherwise as Spike flew inside and closed the door as he crashed inside. The carriage almost toppled over as Spike's yell of pain was muffled beneath all the luggage.

"Is Spike fine, Twi'?" Applejack asked in a worry tone, "Ever since I broke his bone, I have this feeling that he's getting worse. Do you know what the problem is?" she asked.

"It’s just that his brain cells are struggling to keep up with his ginormous growth spurt," Twilight explained, "He grew up to my height in just under four hours."

"I do sometimes worry for that poor thing!!!!" Rarity said, "The only thing I could make him snap out of things is to do “suggestive” things."

"Huh?" Twilight asked, "What did you say Rarity?"

"Oh, nothing much!" Rarity said, waving it off, "Have fun you two!"

"S-See you, Twilight," Fluttershy said, waving. She looked at Rarity with an odd look and waved with Applejack, who was also giving Rarity a look.

"Well, have a pleasant time in Saddle Arabia, Twilight!" Rarity said, looking a little red on her white face, "Just have fun!"

Twilight began to walk towards the carriage, but the transport suddenly began to start up as it slowly turned to a narrow strip of flat land. Its wings began to flap a bit as it began to move without Twilight inside it.

"Uh-oh!!" the unicorn said, dashing towards the magical carriage.

The golden carriage was now picking up speed as Twilight struggled to keep up. In an instant, Twilight's horn lit up and teleported inside of the carriage. Her vision shifted from the lands of Ponyville into the darkened carriage as she felt the carriage automatically gain air. She began to laugh at what happened, but was cut short as Spike's voice came in.

"Uh, Twilight, can you get off of me?" Spike nervously asked.

Twilight heard Spike's voice come from behind her and started to move, but her flank softly hit against Spike's face, who suddenly lurched backwards.

"Hey, Twilight, watch where you're touching!!" Spike yelled out as she felt the area of her panties exposed underneath her skirt. The unicorn looked down to see her hands near Spike's groin area. Her breasts was right in between a bump in his shorts. A nice flat lump in his pants looked like it was growing as her fingers were mere inches away from the arousing member. The more Twilight moved, the more Spike would give some sort of groan that would turn her on. Twilight felt her face quickly flush red and give off heat as she tried to move away. However, due to the sheer abundance of luggage, Twilight could only move back or forward. If she moved forward, she would make Spike even more uncomfortable to his penis. But, if she moved back, Spike's face would come in contact with her moist pussy. That was the last thing she would want in this predicament.

Spike found himself in a very uncomfortable position as he felt Twilight's body weight on his torso and very arousing movement in his crotch. He could feel himself getting hard the more Twilight would struggle to move. The movement was not the only thing that was making him hard, but the striped panties Twilight was wearing. Black and purple in color, Spike forced himself not to look, but couldn't help it. Just watching it move side to side was a factor that was getting him aroused to the max. Spike could swear that a very familiar smell was coming off from Twilight's panties. He couldn't let himself move forward and give a whiff while Twilight was only struggling to get off. The young dragon felt his heart beat go faster as he felt the bumps and sores on his face going someplace else on his body.

"S-Spike..." Twilight said, also trying to look away from his dick that was clearly between her breasts. She could feel the heat come off of it as she felt it wet at the tip. "Try to push me forward and sit up in quick succession..." she said, trying not to moan.

The purple dragon grunted in response, and did what he was told. Twilight felt Spike's rough, yet gentle claws, grip around her thighs and pushed her forward. She felt herself leave Spike's body and crashed softly in the leather seats. With her knees on the ground and body on the seats, Twilight began to try to take a deep breath after what just happened.

Spike flew back and landed on his ass. The next thing he did was sitting down and trying to cover his clear boner that stuck up like a white flag in defeat. His dick pulsing and wanting a hole to stick it in, he was breathing heavily to control it. But that wasn't over.

The carriage suddenly tipped over for a second, sending Spike across the tight carriage in a vertical form. Twilight felt her flank lift up from the g-force and found herself in an immobile position. With her hands gripping on the the leather seat, she suddenly felt something hard go through between her panties.

Spike's hard member, while the majority of his shaft was covered, didn’t prevent the tip of it making a brief entrance into Twilight's marehood as she screamed in surprise. Despite it just being less than two inches, Twilight felt the warmth of a cock in her vagina, but for only a brief moment. Her horn lit up in magic as the entire carriage shook again once more. Spike felt the tip of his rod covered in sensual pleasure, but was then thrown back as the carriage went the opposite way. It halted momentarily as Spike was now in the seat he was flung from. Sitting down, Twilight was headed right to him. Twilight's whole body crashed into Spike and slid down his body. What was met with the connection was the tip of Spike's cock and Twilight's pussy again.

Twilight's horn lit up in magic again as the magical carriage shook in disturbance to it. The carriage began to vibrate again as Twilight leaned forward to the ground and Spike fell in the back with the luggage. With both of them breathing heavily, the carriage seem to deteriorate as the walls around them began to break down. The sonic winds from the outside took broke through and grabbed the heavy luggage and bursted through the outside of the carriage. The highly elevated wind sent a major wind chill down to the unicorn and dragon. Their skin and coat suddenly turned wet as a fluffy cloud full of moisture was in the path of the uncontrollably carriage. The prevailing winds literally tore the outer parts of the carriage as Spike hung on for dear life as Twilight did the same.

"Twilight!!" Spike yelled, his hand trying to get in the vicinity of Twilight's, "Give me your hand!!"

The violent winds dried out her eyes and blinked to moisten them. However, Twilight's eyes were quickly dried out again as she could only a silhouette of Spike's figure. Blind as a bat, she leaned forwards with her hand out and hoped for the best.

"Gotcha!!" Spike said, his massive, clawed hands grabbing Twilight's. He brought the unicorn close to his body as the base of the carriage was crumbling away like light.

"Hold on Twilight!!" Spike yelled as she felt his arms encased her like a cocoon. She couldn't feel anything and couldn't even say a word. Even her lungs couldn't scream out as she was free falling from the sky. It was as if her magic was drained out somehow.

Falling high above the sky with the sub-zero wind relentlessly pecking at their ears and eyes, that was the last thing both the unicorn and dragon ever saw and heard.

To be continued in:

Day 1: Nude Beach

Author's Note

I couldn't stop myself from writing this! Now, is that good or bad?

Depends, huh?

I have Twilight here being a total masturbating addict. So, that's a plus. And if physics was here, it would take a giant load on me and flip me off as I wallow up Shits' creek. Sounds like a good time, eh?

And writing this while listening to Two Steps from Hell was pretty interesting, I gotta' say.

Now, I have other stories wanting to be updated. Its been more than a month... The next chapter of this? May Celestia have mercy on my soul.

Despite that negative thought, what do you guys think? I would like to you your opinions, thoughts, comments, or at least anything. So that way, I can write more of this. Thanks for reading!!