Mentally Advanced Series: HOO

The three friends were finally able to see each other again, and now was walking through Ponyville, Applebloom in the lead. Scootaloo was still limping a bit, even though she still tried to hide it.

"We aren't going to the clubhouse today, Bloom?" asked Scootaloo, "I though I could bring some magazines and we could spend some quiet time admirin some lovelies."

"No," said Applebloom, "Applejack and Big Mac will be checkin on us several times an hour, and it's gettin annoyin. Ah told em we'd go to Twilight's library, and that seemed to satisfy them for now."

"So where are we goin instead then, sweet cheeks?" asked Scootaloo.

"No, we're goin to the library," said Applebloom, "They'll probably be asking Twilight if we really went there so I figure we at least gotta stop by."

"If Twilight is there, perhaps we can make another attempt to seduce her to death," suggested Thrackerzod.

"Well that didn't even close to work last time," said Applebloom.

"Nonsense," said Scootaloo, "Like I said, you just gotta let it sink in for a bit then go for another stab at it. Watch how a pro handles this."

As they arrived at Twilight's library, Scootaloo kicked open the door and pranced in ahead of the other, standing tall but still having trouble hiding her limp. She looked around confidently.

"You in Twilight?" called out Scootaloo, "I'm here to light up your life! Hoo!"

"Twilight's out," Spike looked up from a table, looking bored out of his mind, "What are you three doin here? You know Twilight will probably turn you inside out if you try to hold any more of her books for ransom."

"No, nothin like that," Scootaloo limped over towards Spike, "We were just looking for some fun."

"Well if you think the library is fun, have at it," Spike rolled his eyes, "But don't break anything that I'll have to clean up."

"When is Twilight to return?" asked Thrackerzod.

"I dunno, hours probably," said Spike, "Celestia had some task for her and didn't say what it is, as per usual."

"Well, why don't you help us find somethin interestin," Applebloom suggested, "Yer like the assistant librarian, right?"

"Help us find some sweet magazines," Scootaloo cut in, "With some hot fillies or stallions inside."

"This is a public library, we don't have porn," sighed Spike.

"Not even the pony sutra?" asked Scootaloo.

"Nah, that thing's always checked out," Spike sat back in his chair and yawned, "I'm surprised you guys are even allowed to be out on your own, after the things I heard."

"Aw does everybody know about that now?" Applebloom put her hooves to her head.

"No shame in that," said Scootaloo, "Surely you know what it's like, I'm sure you've got those claws into some hot filly flank before. Maybe you could give us some pointers about seducing Twilight. Hoo!"

"What?" Spike shook his head, "You're bonkers. Twilight's like my mother or something, my dicks aren't going anywhere near her."

"Well maybe you could give us some-" Scootaloo cut herself off, "Did you just say 'dicks'... like more than one?"

"Eh?" asked Spike, casually waving a hand, "Oh yeah dragons have two. It's a... dragon thing."

"What?" Applebloom asked, "That's plum silly; how do ya know which one to pee out of?"

Spike rolled his eyes, "I can use both at once, now can we steer the conversation off of my privates now?"

"It is not that unusual," said Thrackerzod, "I have witnessed beings with far more than two invasive appendages."

Scootaloo finally got her wits back about her, "Two? You have two cocks? If I'd known that I'd been going after you instead of Twilight."

"This could be useful," commented Thrackerzod to the companions, "If we have Spike on our side, it will make getting to Twilight easier."

"Yeah well," sighed Spike, "Look, could you guys come back in a few hours so you can annoy Twilight instead?"

"But we aren't looking for Twilight anymore," said Scootaloo, "We're lookin for you."

"Yeah well I don't feel like being teased right now, go find someone else to look for," said Spike.

"Who's teasin?" asked Scootaloo, "I want your parts in my parts studly, I got two fun holes for your fun sticks."

Scootaloo turned about, waggling her hips towards him and raising her tail up. She was definitely getting moist. Seeing the action, Thrackerzod attempted to do the same, even if she wasn't quite the drooling mess that Scootaloo was. Applebloom rolled her eyes at her two friends, remaining seated on her own behind.

"I too have two rear entry points," stated Thrackerzod.

"Yeah well I might have one," Applebloom sighed, "If ya ask nice like."

Spike arched one eyeridge and peered at the three, "You're serious?"

"Of course I'm serious," Scootaloo turned back around, "I never joke about love, baby."

"Eh..." Spike drummed his claws on the table and for once seemed to be seriously considering it, "Seriously? All three of you?"

"All three of us, right here right now," Scootaloo assured him.

"Uh do ah get a say in that?" asked Applebloom.

"Hey if I'm gonna risk getting in trouble, it's gotta be all three of you," said Spike, "Besides, I'd want to see if Bloom moans with an accent."

Applebloom blushed from head to hoof, coughing a bit, "Yeah well, may as well. But ah sure ain't doin it out here where just anyone can walk in."

"Course not, I'm not that loony," said Spike, "We'll go upstairs and use Twilight's bed, she won't be back for a few hours at least and my bed is a bit small for a trio of sluts to be piling in."

Spike pushed his chair back, paused for a moment peering at them as if he wasn't completely sure they were serious yet, then hopped down and headed towards the upstairs. Scootaloo led the crusaders after him, a wide grin on her face and walking so closely that he could practically feel her breath on his back. Thrackerzod followed shortly behind her, seeming quite neutral about the entire thing but eager enough to get an ally close to Twilight. Applebloom continued to blush, but still followed behind, averting her eyes a bit from Spike.

Spike hopped up into Twilight's bed, bouncing up to the head of the bed and then flopping onto his back. He sprawled out, legs spread, and motioned for the fillies to follow after, a sly grin on his face. Scootaloo was immediately upon him, leaning down to nuzzle at his crotch, feeling about for the double prizes. He panted a bit as his reptilian slit slowly parted and two cock tips emerged, one atop the other and glistening with lubrication from within his slit. Scootaloo pushed her lips around the lower one to let it erect itself within her muzzle, letting the other flop against her face as it emerged too.

"You weren't kidding, my little dragon delight," said Scootaloo, "And already wet and ready to go."

"All right you little cock fiend," said Spike, "You promised me a pair of tight holes so sit on it to get on it. You other two too, I got a set of fingers for each of your best bits."

Scootaloo didn't need to be asked twice. She took a long slurp of each emerging tip, savoring the taste of his natural lubricant, then slid her body upwards, sliding her chest and belly against his shafts as she moved. She ended up sitting on his chest, straddling him and grinning down at him. As she pressed her hips back against his cocks, now throbbing hard, he moved his tail up to grasp them and aim them properly. The pair of dragon cocks were wickedly ridged and thicker than one might expect from a little dragon. He pressed his hips upwards to meet Scootaloo's downward stroke, and groaned appreciatively as he felt each tip pop inside, surrounded by fleshy warmth.

Thrackerzod did as he said as well, backing her plot up to his right hand, which immediately stroked over her plot and grasped firmly about her tight little slit. He pushed two fingers against her, popping them into her equally warm little cunt, then as she sat down he pressed his thumb against her tailhole, pressing into her there as well. Thrackerzod gave him an appraising look, but got the idea, sitting down further and rolling her hips to get the finger fucking. Applebloom saw what was going on and more reluctantly moved over to his left hand. He grasped her by one leg to tug her suddenly closer so he could reach, then gave her the same three finger treatment that he had given Thrackerzod, pushing into her twin holes, her cunny more moist than she cared to admit at the moment. She blushed, but all the same started rotating her hips.

"Mmmph, that's good, you girls are way more tight than a full grown mare," panted Spike, "I am likin this." He leaned up and nipped at Scootaloo's nose, "Belly deep ya little cock puppet."

Scootaloo squeed out a high pitched moan and nodded her head. Her eyes rolled back as she pressed back more firmly, sliding him deeper within her, her cunt lips and anal ring slurping over each ridge one after another, and finally bringing furry underage belly to Spike's scaly underage belly, pressing them together with a smack and then working into smooth thrusting motions. Both shaft throbbed happily within her, already coating her insides with a thin layer of pre, Spike's thrusting matching her own as he their bodies made sloppy music together.

This was joined by the almost as wet noises from Thrackerzod and Applebloom as their sweet little pussies were stretched and made ready by Spike's fingers. He slathered his thumbs in the juices drooling from their cunts, then rammed them in further into their tight little asses. Eventually even Thrackerzod started to drool a bit and pushed her hips back harder against him, her tail half wrapping about his arm. Applebloom did much the same, and did moan with a bit of an accent as well as she pushed her fun holes down around his fingers.

Scootaloo leaned forward and kissed Spike deeply, playing her tongue against his own disturbingly long tongue, squealing in delight when she realized how long it was, literally long enough to wrap around her face several times. Once she pulled back, Thrackerzod leaned forward for a kiss of her own. Though less skilled than Scootaloo, she still managed to drool with Spike in a pleasing manner. Applebloom followed the example next, slurping into a french kiss of her own with Spike. This continued on, each filly kissing him in turn, over and over again.

"Well fuck..." Spike grunted between kisses, "I'm gonna have... to visit you girls more .. often. I didn't... realize what kinda... cock whores you were... and Scootaloo... I think you might be better... at this than even Rarity... or maybe that's just the tightness talkin."

Scootaloo grinned widely; being told she were better than the village pin cushion was quite the complement. It encouraged her to massage him, her soaked tunnel rippling up and down his shaft as the ridges ground against her tender inner flesh, drooling profusely down his thighs and to the blanket below. At the same time her tight little ass clenched hard around his other shaft, flesh clinging together and moistly peeling apart with each thrust. Scootaloo felt her climax build within her, giving Spike one last deep kiss before she arched her back and squealed, her fuck holes convulsing and her cum-loving little snatch pouring hot juice over his length.

"That's it Scootaslut," Spike groaned, "Milk it... here it comes you little cum bag."

Spike took his hands from Thrackerzod and Applebloom for a moment to grasp Scootaloo's behind around her blank flanks, yanking her down hard and hammering his hips upwards before blowing his own load all over her insides. One shaft flooded her pleasure pipe, packing it in and leaking into her young womb. His other filled her ass to overflowing within seconds, pouring back down their thighs as their bodies continued to collide for another few minutes, riding out their orgasms together. Once done, Spike casually pulled the pegaslut from his cocks and pushed her off from him.

"Well I needed that," panted Spike, "Don't worry though, I'm good for another go. Over here, Slutty Belle... And you too Apple Cunt"

Spike grabbed hold of Thrackerzod's hind leg and yanked it out from under her, Thrackerzod allowed it with a warning glance, and Spike pulled her over onto the center of the bed, laying on her back in front of him. He motioned to Applebloom, who blushed sharply at his name for her but stepped over towards him. He tugged gently by her tail to coax her into turning away from her, then shoved her atop Thrackerzod so that the fillies were belly to belly with their bottoms facing Spike.

"Well if you two are as good as your big sisters I'm in for a treat," Spike grinned as he let his still erect shafts flop against the two bottoms.

"W-what?" Applebloom complained, "I know everbody's had Rarity but mah sister ain't like that."

"You'd be surprised what she's like when she's had a few drinks," Spike rubbed his claws over Applebloom's behind, pulling her tail out of the way.

Applebloom sighed, "No, no ah probably wouldn't be surprised."

Spike pushed against them, each spire pushing against a pretty filly cunt this time. Already wet from his previous treatment of them, he popped in fairly easily. His lower shaft pulsed as it pushed past Thrackerzod's tight labia, sinking into her tunnel and immediately treated with her inner muscles rolling over his shaft. His upper one pushed into Applebloom. She relaxed around him and allowed him to push in, then squeezed tightly around his fun stick. She let out a little moan, spreading her legs out more and figuring she might as well enjoy herself. Spike rolled his eyes back and pushed further, not stopping the first push until his belly smacked against Applebloom's, dual cocks once again completely immersed in warmth.

"Phew, you're tighter that's for sure," Spike groaned, "Especially Rarity, compared to this that mare is like throwing a hot dog down a hallway."

"Cease your comparisons and proceed with your thrusting," Thrackerzod grunted. That was the closest she was going to get to 'fuck me harder'.

Spike didn't need encouragement, pulling halfway back and then rolling his hips into solid thrusting motions, the sound of two sopping wet holes clenching at his shafts, lips flicking against his ribs, filling the room. One claw felt over Applebloom's behind, the other reaching down to grip at Thrackerzod's blank flank, enjoying the feel of their hips pushing back in response to him. He sped up his motions gradually, biting his lip and half-lidding his eyes as he enjoyed himself. The girls enjoyed themselves as well, and eventually Thrackerzod and Applebloom were feeling their forehooves all over each other's body, their lips coming together as they kissed deeply. Their bottoms flexed and pushed, grinding back against Spike and against one another, rubbing their small but firm teats and clits together in the process.

"You guys have no idea how hot you look," Scootaloo said, "Makes me wish I had a camera. Actually that's not a bad idea for later, Hoo!"

Scootaloo came up behind Spike and ground herself against the dragon's spines from behind. He responded by curling his tail up and ramming it hard into her from below. He pumped the scaley ridged impalement into her pussy, feeling juice and cum drooling down, then yanked free and jammed it into her tailhole instead. He continued plowing her, switching holes every minute or so. Scootaloo loved it, gripping him from behind and rolling her hips as she joined the foal orgy once again.

"Yeah you sluts want a cunt full of dragon cum," Spike groaned, "Not gettin it until I feel those hot little cum guzzlers explode."

It wasn't easy to hold himself with the hot feel of twin pussies sliding repeatedly over his shafts, but he didn't have to wait for long. The fillies continued to make out hotly with each other as their hips rolled into each other and Spike, and finally their hot little bodies began to shake. Applebloom was the first to squeal, her foal hole wrecked with spasms as it twisted and milked greedily at Spike's cock. Thrackerzod wasn't far after, and despite her attempts not to she ended up squealing as well. Her own body shook as her marshmallow soft pussy clung to Spike's shaft and rolled up and down the surface, her pussy demanding a womb full of dragon seed.

Spike didn't last seconds once both of their holes were exploding over his shafts. He dug his claws into both their rumps, holding them together as he rammed his hips powerfully against the two of them. His cocks exploded into thick strings of spunk, hosing down their insides. His shafts throbbed as he crammed his cum deeper into them, splattering their wombs and flooding their tunnels until it finally leaked down over his thighs. He rolled his eyes back and shuddered more, the intense feeling of getting off and the bodies of three hot fillies pressing against him was too much.

"Holy shit you girls," Spike panted after a few minutes when his hips finally started to slow, "Had no idea you were all such little whores, thought that was only Scootaloo."

"Spike," came a voice from the door.

The four looked in that direction to find Twilight standing just inside her bedroom door, staring at them sternly.

"Spike, what are you doing in my bed?" Twilight asked.

"Uh, relaxing?" Spike said, "How long you been there?"

"About five or so minutes," Twilight answered.

"Well ya couldn't have minded that much if ya wanted to see us finish," Scootaloo said, still shamelessly grinding slowly against Spike, "Enjoy the show?"

"Oh horse feathers... please don't tell Applejack," Applebloom begged as she wriggled away from the others.

"Tell my family if you must," said Thrackerzod, calmly rolling over and standing on wobbly legs, "I will blame it on Rarity's influence, as before."

"Look, I could care less about you three," said Twilight, "I'm more angry at walking in on my slave porking three children. I mean what are they, like ten years old tops?"

"I'm only eleven myself!" complained Spike, trying his best to pack his bits back into their slit; it was taking longer than he'd like, "You're... just mad that I get more than you!"

"I can help with that if you need, you feisty little filly you," Scootaloo said, though Spike finally pushed her away from grinding on him, "Ho ah!"

"I don't want to get more filly than anyone else!" Twilight said, face-hoofing.

"Well I probably get more dick than you too," Spike grumbled.

"All right, that's it," Twilight said, "You three pint sized cum buckets get your butts out of here, and try not to leave a trail of slime behind you." She turned to Spike, "And YOU. Once you've cleaned and re-made my bed you're grounded. And by that I mean I'm going to bury you up to your neck and pour fire ants on your head."

"Whoa," said Scootaloo, "That's a bit too kinky even for me.... but only a bit. Hoo."

"Eh don't worry," said Spike, "She gets like this, I'll be fine. But yeah, try not to leave a trail when you leave, it'll just be more for me to clean up."