The guard ran. Breathing heavy he knew he couldnt keep sprinting like this forever, but if he let up for a second he knew he would be caught. A sharp turn down a left hallway he burst past two maids with a cleaning cart, knocking them to the ground and spilling the cleaning solutions across the floor. The maids screamed after him but he didnt even look back, he had to find a safe place. His legs burned from the exertion his lungs struggled to keep up with his bodies demand for oxygen, the throne room of Princess Cadance and Prince Shining Armor would offer him respite and safety from his pursuer; that would be his goal. The guard made sharp turns down hallways taking as many shortcuts to the throne room as possible, sprinting by castle staff and fellow guards and knocking over furniture and ponies to make obstacles for the one chasing him. It wasnt until he looked into the semi reflective crystal walls that his blood ran cold, the purple outline of the figure chasing him was plain behind his own.
The guard lost heart, the beast was simply toying with him. He could be caught at any moment and that would be the end for the him. The throne room doors were dead ahead, the guard steeled himself and repeated the mantra that was taught to him and every soldier of the Crystal Empire.
"Never give up. Never surrender. No matter what" The guard thought as he forced his muscles to charge.
The guard could hear thumping behind him, fear began to peak through his resolve.
"Never give up. Never Surrender." the guard repeated in his mind
The guard was close to the door, so too was the chasing monster; his resolve had turn into pure fight or flight and he was certainly inclined to act as a bird. His comrades looked in shock and awe at the spectacle. A large, purple dragon was in hot pursuit and closing fast.
"Open the damn door! For the love of the Empire dont let him catch me!" The guard cried and on the others sprang into action "Never give up-" the guard thought the mantra again but felt a sudden weight on his back.
The guard's aching muscles collapsed as the dragon pounced and landed on him. He slid face first across the carpet, stopping only three yards away from the safe haven of the throne room. Rug burned and exhausted the guard didnt even notice he was picked up by the dragon and hung limply in the air as other guards and castle staff began to catch up to see the commotion. Weary, the guard opened his eyes to the dragon a predatory grin on his lips and hunger glinting in his eyes.
"Eh, heh," the guard started, his ears pinning back "Fun game huh? You can let me down now Mr. Spike,"
Spike, the dragon, only opened his jaws wide, strings of sticky drool connecting his long serpentine tongue to the roof of his mouth. The guard began panicking, realizing this was no game, he was about to be eaten. The crowd had gathered but no one did anything, out of fear or morbid curiosity no one can say but they watched as the dragon began swallowing the guard whole.
"No no no, you cant eat me!" The guard cried he flailed his rear legs but Spike fed them into his throat
"Please let me go! Please i dont want to be eaten alive" he pleaded and Spike responded with a gulp and the guard hips were pulled into his throat.
"I got a fiancée! What about him!? Please dont leave my love alone in this world!" He said trying to worm his way out of the dragons clawed grip. Another gulp and the guard was half down
"Please somepony! Anypony! Help me! I dont wanna go out this way! I'm too young!" The guard began looking to the crowd who watched in horror as Spike closed his mouth around the guard sealing him in his maw.
The crowd could hear the muffled cries from the dragons mouth as Spike soaked his food in spit before with on last wet swallow the bulge in the dragons throat traveled down and settled in his stomach making visible bulge in his gut. The crowd moaned in disgust and some held their throats watching the ghastly display.
Spike leaned back and splayed his gut out, satisfied with his meal. Patting the moving belly gently.
"Spike!" a cry of dismay pulled Spike out of his primal revelry as he looked to the throne room doors.
There stood the rulers of the Crystal Empire Princess Cadance and Prince Shining Armor, and the Princess of Friendship, Twilight Sparkle carrying a rolled up newspaper. Spike lowered his head, his ear fins falling down in guilt.
"Bad dragon! You spit him up right now!" Twilight scolded
"Sorry Twilight, I dont think I can throw up on command..." Spike said looking at the resting spot of his meal.
"Oh for the love of Celestia..." Twilight grumbled as her horn lit up
"How many times have I told you that ponies are off limits, if you want meat go hunting in the Everfree Forest." Twilight scolded the adolescent dragon.
The crowd watched as the Princess berated Spike, that was a little over twice her size, for his savage act. Magic swirled, a purple hued white color coalesced near the dragons stomach and an instant later the once devoured guard now stood next to Princess Twilight, shaking and covered in a fetid mixture of saliva and gastric juices. The crowd applauded the rescue and Spike now looked down at his former meal apologetically.
"I'm sorry, sir. My behavior was unacceptable," Spike said.
Such a near-death experience left a empty feeling in his chest; tears brimming and trailing down his cheeks the guard retreated to Princess Cadence and latched his slimey self onto her and sobbed into his rulers shoulder. The guards began to usher the crowd away now, both to clear the entrance hall and to give their comrade some privacy while he let it out. Shining Armor led the crying soldier away while the crowd dispersed.
"Does he...do this...often?" Cadence asked Twilight.
"No, not really. Every once in a while Spike's predatory instincts will get the better of him and running from a dragon only makes it worse." Twilight explained.
"I've been trying to get control of myself but...nothing I do seems to work," Spike said laying down at the princesses hooves.
"Oh Spike, you'll find a way," Cadence said hugging his long neck "You are a smart and handsome dragon,"
Spike blushed and hugged Cadence back, the sentiment had given him hope.
"Just keep trying, I'm positive you'll think of something," Twilight said, joining the hug.
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It was night time and a female guard worked feverishly in the kitchen. A simmering pan of thick brown liquid sat overtop a burner. the mare watched imaptiently as images of what happened earlier flashed through head. The sweaty guard being packed into Spikes mouth. That serpant tongue of his bathing him in drool and enjoying that salty taste. The wet gulp that sent him to Spikes stomach. She wanted that. She wanted to be that bulge. She wanted to be Spikes next meal.
The big pot of gravy ready the mare got a oversized turkey platter and the matching cover and set them on a food trolly. Placing the pot of gravy on the lower shelf of the trolly she set off to the courtyard were Spike slept. Through the halls the guards mare made here way, avoiding unwanted encounters with others and soon arrived the entrance of the courtyard she spied her predator.
Spike laid there in a small alcove of trees, all manner of pillows and blankets laid around the adolescent dragon as he lay there reading. The mare admired the way the the moon hit his scales making them glitter, the elongated snout of his maw the way the purple of his scales gave way to his green tinted underbelly. He seemed to be reading, reading what the guard couldnt tell from this distance, but she quickly got to work.
Positioning the food trolly in front of a nearby pillar the mare angled the path of the cart towards Spike, eyeballing and leaving the guesswork to chance. After, she carefully got on top of the oversized platter and laid on her back; picking up the platter cover she held it over herself and placed both hind hooves against the wall. The mare checked once more to see if she would be somewhat on course. She noddded and pushed off the pillar and quickly curled up underneath the cover letting her giggle lightly as the food trolly rolled along the dirt path.
The mare felt herself stop and held her breath, waiting for her predator to uncover his next meal but nothing happened. She waited a few more moments before she finally peeked out from underneath the platter cover to see what was going on. Much to the guardsmare's dismay she had only managed to launch herself half the distance to where Spike lay reading. It looked like Spike hadnt even noticed the rolling trolly in the courtyard, his attention focused on a comic book.
The guardsmare huffed slightly before whistling to Spike, grabbing his attention and then hiding back under the cover. Sure enough it was only few seconds later and Spike had uncovered her, she stared at her predator his emerald, slitted eyes staring at her in the moonlight.
"What is this? A joke?" Spike questioned.
"Nope, Im your midnight meal!" the mare said, smiling up at him.
The look on Spikes face dowered instantly and he rolled his eyes to emphasize.
"Ha ha. Big dumb dragon cant control himself. You know teasing someone isnt nice right?" Spike said
"No joke. I want you to eat me," the mare said jumping down off the trolly.
Spike looked at her as if she had grown an extra head on her shoulders, but after a moment he squinted at her suspicious.
"Let me explain," the mare started "You are a dragon. You eat meat. Since the Crystal Empire is surrounded by a frozen wasteland you wont find prey that will fill you, so I am here tonight to offer myself as a meal to you so you wont hurt somepony that doesnt want to be eaten," the mare finished, nestling her head under Spike's chin.
"Yeah, no. That is way to convenient to be true, your hiding something," Spike said looking down at the guardsmare.
Spikes keen senses were right, the mare looked into those predatory eyes again. The black slits of his pupils saw more than he let on. With a heavy sigh, she stared at him and spoke again.
"I love dragons," she said "Everything I said before was true but the truth is I love dragons. Your scales hug every sleek and powerful muscle as they glitter like fine gems in the light of both sun and moon. Your eyes can adjust to see in the deepest of darkness. Your fire breath is the hottest fire known to Equestria. Oh and your wings! They are huge and oh jeez i bet they feel like the smoothest of leathers! Can I touch them? "
Spike offered his wing and the guardsmare went right to it pawing at them and rubbing her face against them. Spike couldnt help but bristle with pride at the gushing mare holding his head up proudly smiling as the mare giggled and went to town on his wings.
"So you want me to eat you? It seems like a waste to eat such a devoted admirerer to dragons..." Spike said, watching the mare nuzzling his side.
Spike rolled to the side exposing his scaly underbelly. The mare rubbed his toned belly occasionally kissing it.
"I've spent a lot of nights just getting myself off to the idea of a dragon fucking me. Breeding me somehow, even eating me. I want this," The mare said
The mare trotted over to the food trolly and pulled out the pot of gravy and set it in front of Spike. Taking the pot top off she offered some to the dragon.
"Try some" she said
Spiked snaked out his tongue and lapped up some of the gravy. Smacking his lips he grunted.
"That is good," Spike commented
The mare blushed and smiled. She dipped her hoof into the gravy and put it infront of Spikes mouth
"Now try this," she said.
Spike paused for a moment. He sniffed the gravy laden hoof and snapped his tongue for a taste making the mare jump in surprise. Spike then dragged his tongue across her hoof cleaning it and tasting her.
"Yeah? You like that, huh?" The mare said quietly, turning her hoof so Spike could enjoy himself.
"You do know that if I eat you its a one way trip right? As in, thats all folks, game over, your dragon chow," Spike explained
The mare watched Spike drag his tongue up her foreleg and shivered at the feeling of the texture, her face flushing a deep red.
"I know. I accept that. I want you to eat me. I want to be part of something greater than myself. I hope I am filling meal for the Crystal Empire's hero." the mare said leaning her head away from the tongue so Spike could lick her neck.
Spike pulled his tongue away and the mare took a deep, shaky breath while Spike picked up the gravy pot and began to pour its contents on the mare. The thick gravy covered her mane and back; Spike carefully angled the pot so some ran down he forelegs and sides and when he reached her backside the mare lifted her rump into the air letting it cover inch after inch of her toned ass. The gravy dribbled to her slickened pussy and down her hind legs.
After the pan had been emptied Spike set it back on the trolly and leaned down to his soon to be meal.
"You know, your one crazy mare, right?" Said Spike
"I'm about to be a crazy good meal," the mare said giving Spike a smooch on the snout.
Spike chuckled, grinning "Any last requests my little snack-rifice?"
The mare thought for a moment while Spike took a few dollops of gravy off her soft cheek before smiling.
"Yes. If you'd be so kind as to toy with me using that tongue of yours before you swallow me I would be a happy meal" the mare said.
"Done deal, you ready to go?"
The mare nodded and Spike lifted her into the air, taking her hind hooves into his mouth. The mare coo'd and wiggled her hind hooves in his mouth as spike lathered them in spit and watched them disappear into his throat. Spike took a deep breath and swallowed moving up to the mares gravy drenched thighs. True to his promise, Spike slithered his malleable muscle between her legs and began to lick her pussy. The mare moaned and twitched in the warm confines of Spikes wet throat.
With another gulp the mares thighs were dragged deeper and Spikes tongue drove deeper into the mares wet pussy. The mare bit her lip to keep from crying out, looking into her predators slick maw and enjoying the feeling of Spikes tongue rolling around and hitting the tender spots inside her.
Drool dripped and coated her soft belly and pooled in the bottom of Spikes jaw, long sticky dribbles of saliva mixed with gravy began to hang from the pony stuffed maw of the dragon. Spike leaned his head back and swallowed lightly the tasty mixture and the excitment of his meal. Each wet gulp dragged the mare a little deeper and pushed more of his tongue into her.
"Oh wow, oh wow!" The mare squeaked watching her thighs disappear into the dragons hungry gullet.
She was close, Spike could taste it. She was deep enough in his mouth where she could be left writhing in his bottom jaw without needing to be held, carefully he began to squeeze the mare between his jaws lightly and began to mercilessly pound her sopping wet pussy with his tongue. the mare squealed in delight and licked the roof of Spikes mouth in lustful gratitude. She chanted cusses her hips bucking as her climax hit.
Her pussy clamped on her predators tongue and Spike tipped his head back once more swallowing the pooling spit and gravy mixture along with his meals generous amounts of cum. The mare was dragged deeper still, her cutimark slipped out of view as her slim hips were swallowed up. Spike withdrew his tongue from the mares now gaping cunt and slithered it underneath her, cradling her in his lower jaw while she came down from her high.
There was a moment or two of silence before Spike spoke.
"Satisfied?"
The mare looked at her predicament. In the maw of one of Equestrias mightiest predators, her lower half in his warm throat, her upper half lying on his tongue covered in sticky drool. She smiled, accepting her fate and kissed Spikes tongue, giving him the signal. Spike closed his mouth and enjoyed the feeling of a relaxed piece of meat slide down his throat. A few more gulps and the mare was a pleasent bulge in Spikes gut.
Spike laid down on his side, happy and filled with meat he rubbed the soft curve in his gut the mare made.
"I guess Cadance and Twilight were right. All i gotta do is find some more tasty ponies who want to be dragon food..." He said tapping his claws on his stomach.
Spike yawned and went to sleep, letting his little meal digest.
