The Curious New Experiences Of Young Dragon

"Oh you poor thing. You must have really hit your head hard."

Spike awoke to the sound of the most beautiful voice in the world. It was a voice he has heard many times before. He was glad to hear it today, because after that wicked dream, he needed the comfort of the one he loved.

"Oh Rarity, I had the strangest-" Spike cut himself off again. His voice was still weird like it was towards the end of that dream. His eyes snapped open and he looked at his claws. Sure enough, they were hooves now. It wasn't a dream. That Genie was real!

"I'm sorry, have we met," Rarity asked.

For the first time, Spike looked at Rarity and gasped. She sat there beside him as he lay on her bed with a frozen bag of peas on his head. Somehow she was even more beautiful than before. Her elegant lines were the same, her beautiful sparkling eyes were the same, but for some reason they had this other appeal Spike couldn't describe. He felt hungry, but not the food kind of hungry. It was the weirdest sensation he had ever felt.

"Uhm... no but, uh, I've heard of you. Yeah, you're a big name where I come from," Spike responded hastily. Explaining the genie and his transformation could get awkward and complicated.

"Oh really? Where are you from?"

"I'm from uh, Canterlot, yeah that's it."

"Canterlot? really? I absolutely adore that city! And I'm so glad you've heard of my work. You have no idea how that makes me feel."

Something else Spike noticed was that Rarity was looking at him rather wantonly. Her gaze kept wondering over him like he were a rare vintage dress. Spike noted that it was the way she sometimes looked at pony's like Trenderhoof.

With that, Spike's mood heightened greatly. Maybe the genie had done it. Now Rarity would love him back. Maybe he could even get a kiss before the day was done. The thought excited Spike, and he tested his theory.

"So, Rarity, my name is... Hearth Fire, and thanks for helping me after my... fall."

"Oh, it's no problem dear. You gave me the most awful fright when you fell in front of my shop. It's the least I can do."

Spike got to his feet and tested his footing.

"You're too kind. I should make it up to you. Maybe we can have dinner?"

Spike internally patted himself on the back for being so smooth.

"Oh I'm sure somepony like you can do plenty to make it up to me," Rarity said, taking a few steps forward.

Spike's heart stopped. Her expression, her approach, it all reminded him of the time he had given her the fire ruby. Was he really going to get that kiss already? He leaned in, puckered his lips, and closed his eyes. This was truly the best day ever.

Spike was surprised when Rarity mashed her lips against his, and kissed him aggressively. She breathed heavily and stuck her tongue into his mouth. Spike wasn't quite ready for this new experience. He had no idea this was how lovers kissed. If he had, he would have practiced in front of a mirror more.

Rarity continued to wiggle her tongue around in Spike's mouth and press herself against him. Spike, at that moment, felt like exploding with a mixture of joy and confusion. He ran a hoof through her voluptuous blue mane It was the best experience of his life for all of five seconds until he noticed something wrong between his hind legs. He felt a weird pressure, and his private area growing larger. He panicked and broke the kiss with Rarity.

"I'm sorry,” she said hurriedly, “I don't usually do that. I just, don’t know what has come over me. Please forgive me?"

"Oh no it's fine, I just feel a little funny is all."

"You poor dear. Are you all right? Is it your head?"

"Well no, I just have uhm this pain in my leg, so I should probably just lay down."

"Let me see," Rarity said, leaning in close, "I'm sure I can...oh. Oh my."

Rarity had moved around Spike's side to inspect his legs and noticed what was going on.

"Well, I guess I can feel less guilty about getting so worked up over you."

Spike froze. He was finally getting somewhere with Rarity, and this new body was about to ruin it for him.

"I can tell. You feel it too," Rarity said, "there's just this attraction, between you and I, this hot irresistible force."

"Wait... what?"

"I want you Hearth Fire, like I’ve never wanted anypony before, and I know you want me too."

Spike briefly tried to contemplate what this meant over the overwhelming gambit of emotions he was feeling. He was just too happy, and embarrassed, and something else he couldn't quite describe. His thoughts were soon interrupted however, as Rarity pounced on him. She pinned him down with his back on the bed. Her front hooves pressed firmly onto Spike's chest, keeping him in position. Spike was so surprised he just stared in dumbfounded awe as the pony he loved straddled him.

"So why don't we stop kidding each other and show how we really feel?"

Spike lay there, squirming slightly as her rear end started grinding on his privates. In turn they grew even bigger, and started to... pulsate?

It would have mortified Spike had his brain not been overridden by the pure pleasure of what Rarity was doing to him. Her soft plot rubbing the shaft of his member up and down, sending all new wondrous sensations up his spine. She kissed him again as she continued to grind on him. Two kisses in one day. Spike would have to write this down in his journal, or rather, he'd have to start a journal first.

"Oh sweet Celestia," Spike gasped as his lips parted from Rarity's. Her curvaceous hindquarters making him feel better and better as time slowly went by.

"I know what you mean," Rarity said. Her breathing heavy, and her voice ragged and full of lust. She lifted her butt off of Spikes very hard member.

"You've got me so thoroughly dripping wet Hearth Fire. Take me. Take me now,"

"uhm... t-take you where?"

"Ugh, you tease!"

Rarity smiled brightly and nipped Spike's neck, a gesture he somehow found extremely arousing. She then traced a line down Spike's body with a hoof. She touched his privates, and elevated his member until it was pointing between her legs. She was hot down there. He could feel it on his skin. The sensation drove him mad.

Spike watched her as she pushed him inside her own private area. Only once had Spike ever heard mention of a mare's privates. One time he had walked in on Twilight prodding herself back there. He had asked her if she needed him to scratch an itch back there, as he sometimes did for her ears and back. Twilight simply blushed and told him that a mare's privates are off limits to every pony but the mare in question. He was never given an explanation why, but he guessed this was the reason. If this was what lover ponies did in their spare time, no wonder he almost never saw Mr. and Mrs. Cake when they weren't working at Sugar Cube Corner.

Rarity sank down on Spike's formidable pillar. Her tight inner walls squeezing him as he slid along their wet expanse. The sensation was intense and very pleasurable. Spike let out a deep groan as he felt her warm wetness. To his delight, she did it again. Lifting herself until he nearly slid out, before sliding back down. She continued this really slowly and delicately. They both moaned and sighed as Rarity rode him. Spike's deep throaty moans contrasting against Rarity's high pitched moans and whines. When she leaned down and whimpered in his ear, it was too much. Spike's moment of ecstasy peaked, followed by panic and disgust as he felt something coming out of him. Pushed Rarity off, flinging her to the other side of the bed, and watched in horror as his new pony privates spasmed, ejecting white fluid. Then, all of a sudden, it stopped.

"Oh... well I guess it was all a bit too exciting," Rarity said, a little embarrassed. She blushed and lay there next to Spike.

"Y-you, mean that's normal?"

"Why of course darling. What are you trying to say? You’ve never done this before?"

Rarity looked at Spike perplexed.

"I really don't know. I'm sorry I pushed you."

"It's quite alright... I must say this is new to me as well," Rarity said, scooting closer and stroking Spike's mane. "I understand you just want to be safe, but, you should know, it's quite alright... I can't have foals."

"Really?" Spike had never known that about Rarity. Then again, how would it ever have come up?

"Yes, well," Rarity started, blushing even redder, "at least that's what the doctor said. I had issues with my personal bits when I was maturing. Ohhh why am I telling you this."

Spike leaned over and gently kissed Rarity's cute red cheek. For some reason he was feeling more loving and brave than he had ever imagined he would be.

"That's okay. You don’t have to be embarrassed. What matters is you an me right now baby,"

Rarity giggled. "Baby? Really?"

"Well... Yes?"

Rarity smiled, closed her eyes, and kissed Spike on the lips.

"You're so cheesy."

The two lay in bed for a few moments, softly kissing one another and feeling each other's bodies. Spike mimicked Rarity's movements in a desperate attempt not to look inexperienced. It was as he was feeling up Rarity's soft belly, that he felt his member become aroused once more. He ignored it as he touched Rarity even lower. He kissed her, and closed his eyes. It was a long, loving and sensual kiss. It conveyed all of his feelings for her. All the years of watching her from a distance had come to this point. His lips touching hers, and his hoof touching her marehood. It was still very wet. He blindly caressed its folds as he kissed Rarity. In response, she moaned into his mouth. All inhibitions melted away, and Spike did what came naturally to him. He parted lips with Rarity and looked into her eyes. She stared back at him with a kind of passion he had previously only dreamed about.

"So I presume you are ready for round two?" Rarity asked softly.

Spike nodded and she smiled. She got onto all four hooves and turned way from him, wiggling her flower in his face.

For whatever reason, Spike felt compelled to stick his nose right in her business. He pressed his muzzle up against her glistening wet pussy and took a deep inhale. The scent was intoxicating and mixed with a slight hint of perfume. Spike's eyes briefly rolled into the back of his head as the sensation swept over him. A shiver traveled rapidly down his spine. When he came back to his senses he was standing behind her. She was looking over her shoulder in anticipation.

Spike quickly mounted her, wrapping his forelegs around her midsection. With a grunt, he thrust his throbbing cock forward. It seemed to have this natural ability to find her sex on its own. It slid in with ease and buried itself balls deep in her. She moaned as he slid in. Spike began thrusting, but seemed to lack the self control Rarity demonstrated when she was in control. He couldn't resist the urge compelling him to rut her nice and hard. Thrusting into her with lustful fervor, he lost himself to his primal desire. He moaned as he took her, and she panted and squealed in return. Once more, Spike felt the ecstasy of fucking the object of his lust. He shook Rarity's curvaceous body with his thrusts. His hips slapped aggressively against her soft butt and he took her for all she was worth. He was fucking her, claiming her, and pleasuring her in a way he previously could not even imagine.

Spike's lust cleared up just enough to realize he didn't feel quite complete. Even though he could hear her moan out her pleasure, he had a sudden desire to see her face as they lost themselves in their love making. Taking her from behind felt somewhat impersonal, so he mustered up the strength to stop. He slowed down and pulled his lengthy cock out. It was now dripping with her wetness. Rarity lifted her head and looked back at him.

"What's wrong?"

"I can't see your beautiful face from back here."

Rarity smiled and obliged his implied request by turning over on her back. She rolled under Spike with her hind legs spread wide open.

"Is this better?" She teased in a sultry manner.

"Very," was Spike's only response.

He stared at Rarity's spread legs as he slowly guided himself in. His eyes traveled up Rarity's body until he met her gaze. Her eyes seemed to sparkle as he entered her once more. Spike kissed her soft lips and began to thrust. Their kisses grew more passionate as their pleasure increased. Spike found it hard to make out and thrust at the same time for some reason. Rarity squirmed and pawed at his chest as his thrusts got deeper and harder. They began to rock together, the bed frame slightly creaking as it shifted back and forth. Their moaning gradually building back into the lustful chorus from before.

Rarity's marehood suddenly spasmed and clenched tight on Spike's cock. She parted lips with him and threw her head back as she opened her mouth in a silent yell of ecstasy. She exhaled heavily with the slightest hint of a moan. Her eyes closed tightly shut. Spike also found himself at climax and moaned loudly as he came. This time, he did not try to stop what his body was doing. He simply let it happen and rode the immense wave of pleasure he was feeling. He spasmed and spilled into her with great intensity as his thrusts grew erratic and slowed down.

A minute later and they were both spent. Rarity lay cradled in Spike's grasp. She had her eyes closed and was nuzzling his chest.

"I hope you know I'm not usually this kind of pony," She said finally.

"What kind of pony?"

"You know, the kind of pony that sleeps with a stallion upon meeting him. I'm usually much more proper, it's just... I don't know. I felt this irresistible urge come over me. I don't know what it means."

Rarity suddenly looked up at Spike. "Please don't think I'm some sort of frivolous tramp. What we had meant something to me."

"Of course not," Spike said brushing Rarity's mane away from her face, "you're a wonderful pony Rarity, and it meant something to me too."

Rarity smiled and hugged him tightly.

"Ohhh, it means so much to hear you say that Hearth Fire."

Spike grimaced a little. He finally had what he wanted, though it wasn't what he expected, and hearing his false name reminded him it would all end come tomorrow. He would have spent more time contemplating his exit strategy, but he suddenly felt the irresistible call of sleep, even though the sun was still out. Maybe a little nap wouldn't hurt. Besides, with Rarity cradled in his arms like this, he wasn't going anywhere anyway.