Deep within the somewhat peaceful town of Ponyville, Twilight trotted home after running her usual, daily errands she always does in the early morning. Adjusting her saddlebag as she went, the alicorn stopped momentarily to make sure her groceries were still intact. Sometimes, a few tomatoes would fall through the thin creases, but everything seemed fairly fastened this time around. Soon enough, she’d arrive home and greet Spike, but today, she’d also be stopped right in front of her door just before reaching for the knob.
“There you are,” a young colt said from behind her. As the mare turned around to face him, she was a little surprised to see the local traveling courier. “Got something I’m supposed to deliver. Your hooves only.”
Twilight looked around. “Me?”
“Let’s see here,” he said as if he hadn’t heard her question. “A letter. Not sure who from. Just that she was a friend of yours…” He gave his delivery to her, and then yawned while she looked it over. “Well, looks like that’s it.”
She came closer. “You don’t know who sent this? Couldn’t have been the princess.”
He looked her way for a second time to say, “Nope, sorry. Nothing.”
As he wandered off, she continued to hold the note loosely, but then opened it once inside her tree house.
Twilight Sparkle
I remember you saying you have a young, tamed dragon.
I’m doing research that could use his assistance.
Send him over please.
~Maud Pie.
Twilight’s muzzle scrunched up upon hearing Spike come down the stairs. “Well, not even going to ask if it’s okay? Not sure how I feel about that…”
“Feel about what?” Spike asked forwardly. “What’s that?”
“A letter from Pinkie Pie’s sister… requesting your assistance.”
He snatched the letter from her grip, read it for a moment, and then nodded. “That’s… well, it’s…”
“It’s just like her, that’s for sure,” Twilight joked. “I suppose there’s nothing wrong with that, but asking would’ve been more preferable… What do you want to do?”
Spike held his chin in thought. “Do you need my help?” he asked.
Twilight looked around the sparkling clear lobby. She observed the alphabetized books as well, and then looked at the little guy with a smirk. “I think I can manage without you for a bit. I mean, well… No details were enclosed within the letter, so I don’t know how long you’ll be. It’ll probably only be a week, though, right?”
Spike shrugged. “If it’s alright with you, I don’t mind. Just… Doesn’t she meddle with rocks? What could she possibly need my help with?”
Twilight shrugged as well. “I have no idea, Spike. Your guess is just about as good as mine. The Pie family seems to all have quirky personalities, so it could be anything, I think.” She looked around yet again, and nodded. “I guess you’d better go ahead and get packed.”
Spike looked down at his frame, and said, “... Ready!”
This triggered a giggle from Twilight. “I meant, get yourself something to eat for along the way, and I’ll check out the local train schedule.”
He chuckled, and then went off to the kitchen to do as Twilight instructed. “Alright, be right back.” A few minutes later, he returned with a small backpack filled with assorted fruits, a few gemstones, and other yummy foods along with a water container. With his supplies thoroughly packed away, the dragon seemed just about ready to head out. “This is happening kind of quickly, huh Twilight?”
She turned her line of sight from the ticket sitting on the table to Spike, and smiled. “Luckily, I’ve got these premium passes for a one way trip to and from wherever you’d like to go. The train should be arriving down the street pretty soon, though, so you’d better hurry.”
Instinctively, Spike walked up to hug Twilight’s leg before he left. He didn’t know how long she’d go without him, so it only felt right. “D’aww,” she sighed sweetly, and allowed him a few more moments of embrace before rushing him off. Outside, she reminded him, “You’ll be headed for the Pie’s new rock plantation. It’s just north of here, not that far off, really. You shouldn’t have any trouble, but just in case, be careful out there. Okay, Spike?”
He turned around momentarily to give her the thumbs up. Once she was assured he’d be alright, he took off holding the shoulder straps tightly. The station was a measly five minute walk for him, and once on the train, he’d be asked for his ticket. Once punched, the stallion taking care of things signalled the conductor to be on his way. Like Twilight had said, the plantation was only an hour’s travel by locomotive, straight north. However, once he got there, it all felt completely and utterly foreign, like he was no longer within the lush lands of Equestria.
Upon stepping off the railings, dust was kicked up by his scaly feet. There was no platform he could rest on. Not a single seat could be seen for miles; just a gray, dismal ground that seemed mostly uninviting to him. The musty air that slowly withered around and close to his nostrils smelled of burnt ash for some reason, and yet, there was nothing burning. Not only was there rocks, but there was also not a single sign of life anywhere in sight. The few trees that once held beautiful, green leaves were stripped barren of their natural essence like the land, and only contained long, straggly branches ready to fall to the foggy gravel below at any moment.
The only thing Spike saw that showed any such sign of possible life was a yurt barely standing, and far away from the tracks that ran across this desolate world. Everything else was just depressing to him. “Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all,” he commented to himself.
Slowly, he wandered towards the small hut in an unsure fashion, still taking in his immediate surroundings. The whole region seemed undesirable to him, let alone uninhabitable. The rocks were a sad, gray color he could scarcely look at without becoming melancholic about his current pessimistic situation. Only one thought broke through the bleak mindset he was suddenly developing. Why was he here in the first place? Furthermore, what could Maud possibly want his assistance with?
Once he finally arrived at the barely standing wooden door, he knocked a few times, but heard no such reply. So, he asked loudly, “Hello?”
A monotonous voice sounded to his left, just behind the structure’s thin walls. As he peeked around, Maud looked back from a huge, cracked rock with a frown. “Spike. Glad you could come,” she said, sounding less excited than what she lead on. “Okay,” she said, her eyes looking him up and down.
“How’d you know who I am?”
She looked around the area before stating, “You’re the only tamed looking dragon for miles.”
After being given his predictable answer, Spike shifted towards her while trying his best to understand her logic. He decided now might be the best time to ask the more serious questions he had looming about in his mind. “You… needed my help?”
Maud nodded with closed eyes, but stood still for a few seconds, contemplating her next words carefully. “This is going to sound… strange.”
Spike waited for her to continue, but she wouldn’t. Instead, Maud simply kept averting her eyes back to the cracked rock behind her, and then at Spike. So, he asked after another moment’s wait, “With…?”
“One second,” she muttered. Then, she turned towards the rock and pulled out her pet, Boulder from her pocket. “You stay here. Keep an eye on your wounded sibling, and I’ll be back with medicine.”
Spike watched her enter the yurt. Still unsure about his role in all this, he decided to follow along even though he wasn’t instructed to do so. Inside, wind chimes made out of rocks clanked together, making a surprisingly peaceful sound. Under those rested a single table. On that was a map, and on all of its four tattered corners sat fairly large pebbles, big enough to keep it from rolling back up. Off to the right was a pile of seemingly hefty rubble, and to the left was one lone, wooden chair. On the fabric walls, posters hung all around the two, all of them showing off the many different types of rocks and cobblestone common in this general vicinity. Of course, Spike couldn’t help but feel very bored from looking at all of this.
“Maud?” he asked, getting her attention.
She hoisted her torso up to the table, and asked, “Yes? One moment. Just analyzing the map. For rocks. You’d be surprised how confusing these parts can get when rocks surround you every which way you turn.” She looked his way, her eyelids lowering. “I once got lost for three whole days, and had to nourish myself with rocks.”
Spike blinked, almost not wanting to believe that. “... Look, why am I here?”
She stepped down with a long sigh, and as if this wouldn’t sound at all wrong, said, “Look, you should be old enough to take this as an adult, right? I need your sperm. I want to see if this wild rumor I’ve read about in Twilight’s library is true; if a dragon’s cock is harder than the mountains themselves. Or, more specifically, just rocks.”
Spike’s eyes widened as the realization struck him. Meanwhile, Maud remained unphased by what she’d just requested of him. Spike had heard of her honesty being more direct than Applejack’s, but this was simply too much. “Wh- I… Uh, wait, what? Now… Just hold on there for a minute!”
She stood still, blinked once, and then mentioned, “It’s scientific.”
“I don’t care,” Spike uttered, motioning for the door, but not stepping out just yet. “I’m in love with somepony else! That’s number one, and number two, I don’t feel comfortable letting you treat me like I’m some sort of… test experiment!”
Maud kept her stance, unmoved by his words. However, she did speak before he could leave her. “Rarity will never know.” That stopped Spike from opening the door. He was planning on simply running for the hills, south, and straight back to Ponyville, not even waiting for the next train to arrive, but those words made him curious. “She told me about your crush while trying to lighten the mood, when she was showing me her dresses. They were a bit too feminine in my-”
“Wait… Rarity knows?” He looked at her, and she nodded solemnly. “I figured it was possible by now, but… Well, just explain yourself while I’m taking that in.” She blinked yet again. “I’m all ears.”
She nodded again, and with the same, dull tone of voice, began to detail her actions more clearly, but slowly all the same. “Well… Twilight had many volumes on rocks, but one told of this… rumor, that dragons have really hard phalluses. Like, they’re supposedly tougher than rocks. I thought it was impossible, and dismissed it before getting my facts straight. Then, I read more on the subject, and realized it might be legit information.”
“... And?” Spike asked after a moment’s pause.
She sighed, showing a little embarrassment. Her cheeks even started to turn red, but her facial expression remained the same. “Then, my pet, Boulder… His kin out there got damaged during a storm recently. Boulder was very upset, and wanted nothing more but to see his family member nursed back to health. I did my best to look up how to go about doing this, but only found one remedy that can patch the damage up.”
“Don’t tell me…”
She looked away while saying this. “I need dragon cum for the medicinal mixture. That’s two reasons now, why I need your help so badly. If you walk out now, Boulder might never forgive me for letting you get away, probably. The mystery of which specimen is thicker will never be solved.” Maud looked him in the eyes, and asked kindly, “So, with as much respect as I can possibly muster, can I please suck you off for my research? You’ll be aiding a wounded rock. You’ll sate my curiosity, and finally… Well, you’re the only dragon in all of Equestria that I know who can help me in this manner.”
Spike never thought he’d feel sorry for an inanimate object, let alone a rock, but here he was, emotionally caught and feeling obligated to let Maud have her way with him. “... Rarity must never know about this. That is, if we do go through with it. Okay, Maud?”
The mare let a petite smile escape, and assured him, “It’ll be our little secret.”
That grin quickly disappeared, though, and she made her way to the seat. “How will you know?” Spike asked while coming closer. The mare picked him up by his underarms and sat him on the wooden seat beside her. Once he was well comforted and settled, she looked at him with those same, unanimated eyes, and then closed them before calmly letting their lips touch ever so slightly. A shiver ran down Spike’s back, and as she pulled away, he asked, “H-how will you know? You know, that I’m… harder?”
She looked at him, and said, “Trust me, I’ll know. If there’s one thing I can most definitely determine, it’s whether the rocks are denser than your dick.”
She resumed pecking him until he himself couldn’t take much more of the foreplay. Soon, she felt his slithery tongue pass through and into her mouth while he held her cheeks gently. She didn’t fight it, because to her, his unique taste was somewhat interesting, and even took her mind off of her profession for a good minute or so. Though Rarity was still on Spike’s mind, he’d be lying to himself if he claimed he wouldn’t enjoy what was about to happen.
Upon their pleasant kiss ending, Maud moved down his chest, closer to his peeping member. His fairly lengthy prick wormed through the most noticeable line found between his legs. It seemed more veiny than hardening, but that would change quicker than even he could’ve anticipated. Timidly, she licked the summit just barely, and then opened up to take a quarter of it in. Hearing him let out a gasp of anxiety, she looked up and pulled away, but only to ask, “Are you alright?”
He nodded. “Just… got Rarity on my mind right now. I can’t shake her image away for some reason.”
She took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly, blowing cool air onto his twitching growth. “If it doesn’t feel right, Spike, I won’t force it.”
“No,” he voiced quickly. “I’m fine… I just wish she’d get out of my head for a little while, or at least while you do this.”
She looked back down at her focus of study, and before resuming her work, she rhetorically asked, “Think this’ll help?”
With a powerful, downward, sucking motion, she took nearly all of him in, down to the very base. Spike gave another potent gasp, and shut his eyes tightly. “Ahh… T-that might work…”
She pulled herself up, and dipped down yet again, this time submerging that much more of his pulsating groin deeper down her throat. Holding it there, Maud’s painful sounding groans could be heard, but she refused to lighten up. Of course, soon, she had to pop her lips off to inhale a fair amount of oxygen, but then rapidly sank back down the second her breath was caught again.
This time, she decided to bob up and down for a bit, being sure to lather every inch of him up with her spit. Every tiny movement she made was complemented with a small, clutching sensation. Eventually, Spike had to start holding onto the sides of his seat. Things became all too rough for him due to never having such a treatment, but as time went on, and with the rock chimes playing their peaceful song, he slowly but surely started relaxing more and more. That helped Maud out tremendously.
Soon, he popped out a special surprise for her. She couldn’t have possibly predicted his knot would shoot out and straight into her maw. She was just about to pull back when something stopped her. “Mmh!”
Spike looked down, baffled by what’d happened. “A-are you… okay?”
She nodded with his hardening throbber still lunged deep within the back of her cheeks. For only a few, she slicked it out again to say, “That’s definitely harder than a rock. Not so much the member, but the knot is… Wow.”
She looked down at it emotionlessly, and as Spike was just about to offer the suggestion of hoofing him off the rest of the way, she slurped the thing right back in, and deep, too, with tightly shut eyes. “Ahh-hey, you don’t need to keep doing that. You could just… beat me off?”
She ignored him, bobbing her head up and down without even thinking of stopping. Spike didn’t mind, either. He wasn’t about to try and stop her a second time, because the feeling was simply far too great for him to even think clearly. Her mouth retreated to say, “I’m glad you’re enjoying it.” Then, she hastily returned and resumed her duty, efficiently smothering his head while also taking her precious time.
Before long, she managed to get the rest of him in, making her breath frantically through her nose for a little bit, though not enough to make Spike worry much. Her eyes closed as she repetitively suckled away at the rock hard prick. Some loose strands of her mane fell in front of her face, interfering with her task. She began grunting at this while trying to move them out of the way, still concentrating on her messy slurps. Spike decided it best to help her out by pulling her hair back and out of the way, giving Maud that much more of a chance to focus on her tempo while he let out another small groan of amusement.
She continued to stuff more of him into the very back of her mouth, a feat that Spike considered extremely impressive. To think that she was already able to accomplish this despite spending only mere minutes with him. He couldn’t be sure just how much experience she’d had in the past, but with nopony for miles, it was hard to believe she’d done it for years, let alone for a few weeks, maybe. His entire mass had been pushed down further than Spike anticipated, forcing her to cough a little with his rod practically drowning, but she persistently fought the urge to let his knotted stick get any air. She sucked as hard as she could, making the dragon throw his head back in unbelievable euphoria. His lips began to tremble almost as much as his legs did, and once he tried to speak, it came out as one long sigh. Maud got the unspoken message, though.
She pulled back all the way to the tip of the head, blowing some air out of her nostrils. Being about as prepared as she possibly could by that point in time, she nearly gobbled the whole thing down again in one fast slurp. Unable to take that last, hardcore action, he climaxed, spewing some of his spunk down her throat. She could feel every thick spurt of cream sinking through the back of her throat for a moment, some of it even leaking out through her mouth as she nearly became overwhelmed. Just when she believed the endless streams of cum would never end, Spike let out a satisfied pant, and she yanked free from his hold.
Even more shots of his clear, white load landed on her smirking face, one hitting her eye just as she closed it, and even more settling on her hair. With a satisfied huff, she frowned again, and brought some up of it up from her hoof to take another taste test. “... Tangy, just as the book said it’d be.”
Then, she stood, leaving the exhausted reptile sitting, huffing, and wondering aloud, “Is that… all you n-needed?”
Maud cleaned her face with a rag, and then made sure to gather a very little amount, just enough for a small droplet. It was placed inside a beaker already filled with some sky blue liquid. It turned a bright yellow, and then, she nodded. “That’s good. I was scared it’d fail, and I’d have to report this unsuccessful test to the Rubble Committee…”
He smirked goofily. “But, it worked, right?”
She glanced his way for a time, and then trotted out of the room with the beaker being held by her teeth. As she came up to the damaged rock, she set the vial down with Spike doing his absolute best to follow along. “I need to fill the cuts here, and here… Oh, and Spike.”
He looked at her with a growing smile. “Yes?”
“I’ve never given a blowjob before in my life… How’d I do?”
He stood his ground for a moment, his mouth ajar. “You… did…”
“That good, huh?” she joked, but quickly returned to her normal, boring attitude. “I just did what I saw in magazines. A bunch of sucking, slurping… Seemed rudimentary to me, and common sense to study the act before I did any field testing. Come help me settle Boulder down by holding his friend, please.”
Spike wasn’t sure what she meant by that, but held on nevertheless, just in case there was something more to this than he could’ve ever been able to comprehend. Using both claws, he settled them down gently, and even tried rubbing it for some reason while watching his lower leg retreat back into its home. However, after a minute of her carefully applying the remedy, he began to stop, feeling rather silly. Once she stepped back, he asked, “All done?”
Before he could even think of letting go all the way, she spoke up. “Hold on, it still stings. You should keep massaging her. She likes it.”
Spike looked at the spot where his claws kept their place, and gulped. “Err, she?”
Maud nodded. “It’s hard to tell gender apart from the female, but yeah, this is Boulder’s sister.”
Spike looked back at the cracks with the yellow liquid seeping out and down the surface, and then asked, “What… part of her am I touching exactly?”
Maud’s eyebrow raised slightly. “... Part? What do you mean? It’s a rock.”
He became cold, and nodded. “Right, stupid question.”
After another minute or so, she came closer. Using both of her hooves, she wiped away the chemical to reveal a smooth finish. “She’s all better, and Boulder thanks you kindly. As do I.”
Even though she didn’t look very thankful, Spike knew she appreciated his services just as much as he appreciated helping her and the rocks out. “Heh… I like to help anyway I can, and if you ever need me for anything again, you know where to find me.”
Maud stepped closer, her muzzle invading his personal space. Without even giving him a warning, she kissed him one last time before the two heard the distinct sound of a train’s horn whistling. Even after it showed up, she stayed connected with Spike, not really wanting to part with him for some reason that she herself couldn’t very well explain. Then again, she could’ve simply been naturally attracted to Spike.
Once it was over, Spike stared into her impassive eyes hazily, and sniffled with a smirk. Upon trying to wander off, he stopped briefly to ask, “You won’t tell anypony about this, right?”
Maud nodded, but then commented, “I don’t think it’ll matter, though.”
He turned around to ask, “Why’s that?”
She gave him another one of her rare grins, and toyed, “You’re basically mine now. Right?”
He looked at the ground, unsure how to answer that. “But, R-Rarity…”
She walked up to him. “She might not accept you. Just being honest… I will. Without hesitation, too.” As he suddenly realized she might be right, he glanced at the train while she finished saying what she thought needed to be said. “It’s just something to think about, Spike.”
With that, Maud returned to her yurt, leaving Spike to his own devices. If he wanted to, he could stay, and have the time of his life as well, but he wouldn’t. She’d done what she wanted with him, and with mixed feelings came the decision to return home where Twilight waited for him. He left the rock plantation with an unsure mindset, but understood that if things truly didn’t work out with Rarity, Maud would undoubtedly be his second choice.
Author's Note
Edited by Skeeter The Lurker.
Art by Cold Blooded Twilight on Tumblr!
