Spike has a secret affinity for stealing Twilight's potions and experimenting with their effects. In the middle of being disoriented by a particular brew, he learns he's not alone in this endeavor.

(Just a clop fic, nothing more. CONTENT WARNINGS include: implied canon-age Spike [I never specify either way, but he is Little], disorientation/drug usage analogues, futa, anal, size difference, unrealistic penetrations, dub-con due to inebriation, double penetration, light cum inflation, rimming, uhh I think that about covers it)