Enter the Dragon(ess)

“Now Spike, I am going to be out for a small bit, Rarity wants me to pick a dress for Pinkie Pie’s birthday party, and I’m going to meet her at the Carousel Boutique. Just clean up around the library, and help anypony with book checkouts,” Twilight said, just before she closed the door; leaving her young dragon assistant, Spike, in the middle of the library.

  “Well, I better start working,” Spike said to himself as he began to pick up some stray books on the ground. “*sigh*, Why does Twilight have to make such a mess whenever she tries to find a certain book. And why do I always have to clean up after her?” Spike thought to himself.

  As he was cleaning the place, he couldn't help thinking about the mares he always was around (he blamed hormones), and how he was the only guy in their group. Sure, Applejack and Rainbow Dash are tomboys, but they are still mares.

  He knew that there were some colts he could hang out with, but he didn't really like them, or their hobbies, so he always ended hanging out with Twilight and her friends, or the Cutie Mark Crusaders.

  He picked up the last book when he noticed that the door to the basement was open.  Now he was told that he was not aloud to go down when all of Twilight's machinery was on, but since she was gone, it was logical that she turned off her machines.

  “Well, the basement never been cleaned in a long time, better do it. Maybe Twilight will give me some extra gems for working so hard!” Spike said to himself, putting away the last book.  Going through the basement door, he blew a fire on one of the candles on the wall to see better, and to see all the other candles to light.

  Going down the stairs he noticed that the place was really dusty; sure there was some things that were clean, but it seemed that it was only the important stuff, and not everything else.  Spike sighed to himself, picking up a duster from a nearby table and going to the closest things he could dust.

  Wiping the furniture and machinery (he didn't even know what ¼ of these devices were used for), he couldn't help breathe some of the dust into his nose, causing his nose to scrunch up and him trying to hold in a sneeze. He failed and let out a loud “achoo”, which resulted in his tail hitting one of the machines “on” switch, causing it to roar with life.  He looked back with a very agitated look.

  “Out of all the things that could be turned on, I had to turn on the loudest,”

  He searched around for an off switch, not noticing some purple magic going through a hole that looks to fit a unicorn horn, while coming towards the unsuspecting dragon, till it finally covered him and went inside of his mouth and nostrils.

  Not knowing what is happening, Spike didn't move an inch. He wasn't that worried though, even though this device was making him feel uncomfortable and alien.

  After waiting for what seemed like an hour, when really it was about 1 minute, Spike stepped away from the machine, looking at it in confusion. After just a few seconds, it shut off.  Not noticing that he was getting longer eyelashes, his claws dulled some, his eyes more girlish in appearance, and that his pride soon went into himself.  Officially turning the drake, into a dragoness.

  “That odd, why did it turn o.. What happened to my voice!?” Spike yelled, hearing that her voice was higher than normal, almost to Sweetie Belle level.  Her eyes caught onto a window, and saw not Spike the dragon, but Spike the dragoness.

  “Wh-what happened to me!?” She looked at the reflection, not believing for a moment that the dragoness in the image was actually her.  But she couldn't think for long as she felt a stabbing pain in her stomach, and fell on her side, convulsing as the pain intensified.

  “ARRGGGGHH MY STOMACH WHY DOES IT HURT SO MUCH?!” she screamed.  Still looking at her reflection, she saw that she was getting bigger, and more shapely; in fact it looked like she was getting older.  Her legs stretched as the became thin and slender, with her feet growing larger, stopping when they fit her new legs.  Her baby fat disappeared, leaving her stomach thin, but making her hips and thighs look wide, nowhere near the size she saw Applejack has, but more along Rarity’s; her waist also caved in, helping in giving her a hourglass-like waist.  She rolled on her back and pushed her chest forward, seeing breasts starting too form. Growing from A-cup, to B-cup, and stopping all the way at a large C-cup. Her arms got longer and her hands dainty, with long fingers and slightly sharper claws.  Her shoulders crashed in, completing her curves.  Her neck got longer, and she she coughed, as her voice changed to a more womanly one.  Her snout got shorter, as her teeth were replaced with adult ones.  Soon her spikes on her head grew downwards, giving her the the impression that she had hair.

  With the pain gone, she stood up and couldn’t believe how short everything was, and how tall she was now.  Thinking that she was around Twilights height.  Looking at herself, she couldn’t help but touch her body, feeling to see if this was all true, and it was.  She was now a teenage dragoness, around the age of 17 she believed.

  "Oh my Celestia. I''m a dragoness!" Spike exclaimed. "And naked..."

  She blushed when she realized it, even though she never had to worry about it before.  Running up the stairs(it was hard to run with breasts. they felt like sandbags attached to her chest), she went into Twilight’s room, searching for something to wear.  Her search gave her a pair of Twilight's blue skinny jeans, and a white T-shirt with two small holes in the back, showing that the shirt was meant for Twilight’s wings. She decided not to wear a bra and panties, as she didn't know how to wear a bra, and felt to embarrassed to wear panties. The shirt was tight on her chest, but at this point, it was better than nothing.

“Spike!  I’m back!”

  Spike jumped hearing Twilight’s voice, knowing that she would now have to show her new self to her sister. Spike, then became confused, Twilight wasn't her sister. so why did she think she was?

  Ignoring the thought, she went out of Twilight’s room and began her slow descent down the stairs.  Fearing the worst, thinking that Twilight will probably kick her out, or maybe not believing that she was Spike.   Stepping on the floor, she saw Twilight looking away, locking the door.

  “I’m glad you’re here Spike, I need you take some things to the kitchen. I decided to swing by the supermarket and pick up some grocer...ies” Twilight said, turning around, looking at what appeared to be her number one assistant, but was instead a dragoness in her brand new jeans.  She was about to yell at the dragoness about why she is wearing the jeans that Rarity made for her, when she noticed that the dragoness was purple, had green eyes, and green spikes going down her back.  Her eyes open in realization, as she struggled to speak.

  “S-spike, i-is that you?” She asked getting a nod from the dragoness.  Twilight walked up to her and giving her a confused looked.  “What happened to you?”

  It was at that moment that Spike could take no longer keep her emotions in check, and cried out in sadness, “I don’t know!  I was cleaning the basement when my tail turned a machine on, the next thing I knew, I became this!  Please don’t throw me out, Twilight!  I have nowhere to go!” she collapsed into a sobbing mess on Twilight.

   Twilight stared at Spike in astonishment.  Spike thought she was going to throw her out?  Twilight new that Spike never meant for this to happen, but it seemed that whatever happened to Spike, caused her to keep her emotional bundled up, so she couldn't think rational.  But right now she needed to comfort Spike.