Spike looked down at his plant, awed by how much it had grown after its most recent ‘watering.’ He’d simply decided to pour the purified LaBova milk he’d gotten from the Cavern City alchemist. He’d decided he wasn’t up for experimenting today, and figured that the plant needed it more than he did. He’d find more later if he changed his mind. For now though, he was occupied watching the plant quickly grow in size from the tiny sprout it used to be. It seemed to love the magical fluid even more than it did his cum. As it finished its growth, a small bud appeared at the tip of its stem. Spike couldn’t help but wonder what the flower that would bloom from that bud would be like.

Stepping onto the hot sand of the beach, Spike shaded his eyes to scan the horizon for anything worth checking out. Sure enough, after a few minutes of looking, he spotted a figure resting on some rocks off in the distance. He couldn’t exactly make out anything about them. It seemed like they were probably female based on their figure. But that was all he could gather. He had trouble judging the distance between him and ‘her’ (the way this world worked, he wouldn’t be surprised if they were actually a guy.) In any case, Spike felt like checking them out.

However, the moment he began running, he felt something grab his leg and pull him down. Another mimic crab burst up, its claw crushing into his leg. With a pained roar, Spike lashed out his sword, a blade of emerald fire stabbing into the joints in the crustacean’s limb. It screeched in pain as it released him, and in that moment Spike jumped up to stab into its key hole. The beast spat out a vial before scurrying off in pain. Spike tried to stand himself up, but found himself wincing in pain at his leg. The crab seemed to have injured something in there. He swore under his breath as he struggled to stay upright.

And then he fell down into the sand, growling in frustration. His leg was screaming in pain. That’s when his eyes fell on the bottle. Namely, its label.
“INSTA-HEAL”

Without a second thought, he popped open the top and guzzled it down. Immediately, he could feel his leg mending itself. He jumped up, landing firmly on both feet with a proud laugh. He felt great! He felt energized! He felt... horny…

His cock was suddenly erect, pre-cum already dribbling from its head. His slit was moist and hungry, and he quickly found his mind flooding with perverted thoughts. He glanced down to the bottle in his hand, now noticing the extremely fine print beneath the label: “Warning: Will May cause in increase in libido.”

And then he blacked out.

When Spike awoke again, he found himself laying on the rocks he’d seen far off in the distance earlier. And he wasn’t alone. He could hear someone breathing next to him, a female voice from the sound of it. Not only that… but it sounded like a big person. A large, well-muscled arm suddenly wrapped around him and pulled him tight, and he felt rubbery skin rubbing against his scales. He turned his head to look, and found himself face to face with a smirking face.
“You were amazing, hun.”

Before he could respond, Spike was being given a giant kiss. This woman was practically twice his size. Her body rippled with pure muscle, yet she remained curvaceous. And once he got a better look at her, he realized exactly what he was laying with. An orca. He had slept with a massive, muscular, anthropomorphic orca whale.

A part of him realized that this was hardly the strangest thing he’d done considering. With that in mind, he gave her a grin and thanked her, then asked her name.

“Name’s Neptuna, hun. Feel free to visit me any time you’re in the mood for a good fuck. Lotta the folks down in the depths are a lot rougher than me. Nice to find someone who isn’t looking for a fight.”

Neptuna stood up to her full height, hand on her hip as she looked down at Spike with a sensual look. Then, she turned and strode into the ocean, her long tail waving and glistening in the sun as she slowly sank into the waves. And then, she was gone. Spike let out a sigh. He’d wanted to see who was resting on the rocks, and he’d managed to get a much closer look than he’d intended for sure. Still, he had no regrets. He’d made a new friend today. And if there was one thing he remembered from his life back in Equestria…
“… Equestria…”

Spike looked down and let out a sigh. It had been a while since he’d thought of home. Of his friends. His family. Had this place made him forget what he was fighting for? Was the corruption getting to him? He was hardly the innocent dragon he used to be. Even if he still kept his draconic features, he wasn’t even the same gender he used to be, not really. He was a sex fiend. If any of his friends saw him now, what would they think of him?

After a moment, Spike stood, fists clenched. He refused, absolutely refused, to let this place break him. No matter what, he would go home. He would not be broken down. So what if he looked different? Deep down, he was still Spike. So what if he had a lot of sex? He was sure once he got back to Equestria, he’d be back to his old self. For now, all he had to do was follow this world’s rules and survive. He would go back. No matter what the cost.

Reassured in himself, Spike made his way back to his cave. He was done with the beach for today.

Spike let out a pleasured scream as he let out his daily load onto the small plant he’d been growing. Once again, he watched as the cum sank into the ground, absorbed by the plant’s moisture-hungry roots. It grew further, stretching taller and taller, until the now fist-sized bud at the tip was level with his waist. The plant’s stem had grown quite thick, and smaller stems began to branch off from it.

It was definitely growing larger, yet Spike could sense somehow that it still had a way to go before it was full-grown. However, before he left to search the beach again, he noticed something. The plant’s bud seemed to orient in the direction of his crotch, pointing towards it no matter where he stood. He wasn’t sure what to think of that, but he figured he would find out in time. For now, he had a beach to get to.

Spike found himself staring at a strange sight from behind a collection of rocks. A short distance away, he watched as a group buxom, nude blue-skinned demon girls played volleyball, their giggles and shrieks reaching him over the sounds of the surf. Nearby, a skinny male blue demon dressed in a lifeguard’s outfit sat watching, sunglasses covering his eyes, sunblock on his nose, whistle around his neck, and two foot long cock in his hand as he jerked off to the girls on the beach. He wasn’t the only one, as a group of buff male demons, looking like surfer dudes, sat off to the side doing the same.

Spike had been watching them for some time now, and thankfully none of them had noticed him. He figured that he would have no chance of taking them all at once, though they didn’t seem too aggressive. Thus, he figured it would be best to slip off unseen.
“Hey bros! I found us some fun!”

Spike found himself being punted out from his hiding place by a strong, clawed foot. He landed squarely in the middle of the demon beach party, and as he tried to scramble to his feet amidst the hot sand, he could see every demon on the beach staring at him with lustful grins. Before he could grab up his sword, he found himself being knocked back to the ground by a volleyball to the face. The blue succubi all lunged on top of him, pinning him down as the surfers rushed forward to join in. Spike struggled against them, fighting for his freedom… until the lifeguard blew his whistle. At that, Spike found his muscles locking up and any thoughts of disobeying or escaping being wiped away.

As a dual-dicked demon fucked his pussy and ass at the same time, another with a big, fat cock fucked his throat hard, shoving the massive thing all the way down. Another incubus fucked Spike’s massive tits, making them jiggle and wobble with each thrust. The succubi all gathered around his massive cock, rubbing themselves against it in an attempt to make it explode its glorious load onto them.

Spike knew he should be struggling. He knew he should be kicking these demons’ asses. But he didn’t want to. At least, the whistle still ringing in his ears told him that he didn’t want to fight back. He was just a fuck toy. He was meant to be used, to be fucked until he passed out. He loved being abused like this. And as the demons forced their cocks further into him, blowing massive loads into all of his holes, and as the girls made him blow his load everywhere, as blackness overtook his senses, his only thought was that he loved this.

A few hours later, Spike awoke, sore, covered in cum, alone, and severely pissed off. He couldn’t believe he’d let himself be blindsided and abused like that. Tomorrow, he would have his revenge. Those damned demons wanted to fuck with the dragon? Then they were going to fuck with the dragon. But he would need some help to get the job done.

A smile spread across his face as a plan formed in his head.

The next day, the same spot on the beach. The demons were doing the exact same thing as they were yesterday, and they were loving it. That is, until a sudden blast of fire launched out of nowhere, incinerating their volleyball in midair. The demons turned to glare at Spike, all rushing forward to grab at him again. That is, until a certain giant cetacean burst up out of the water behind him, landing hard on the sand as she grinned cruelly at the little demons before her.

“This really is an awesome party! Thanks for inviting me, hun,” Neptuna growled sexily as she eyed her new prey. “Let’s dance, boys!”

And then she bellyflopped onto the stunned demon dudes and dudettes. The lifeguard lifted his whistle once again, but was stopped as a flaming sword cut through the legs of his tower, toppling him to the ground. Spike lunged for the demon, striking him in the back as he tried to get up.

“You fucking brat! I’ll get you for ruining my beach! Just you wait!”

Before he could react, the lifeguard slipped out from under Spike and dashed into the waves, diving underwater and out of sight. As Spike and Neptuna brought down more of the demons, the rest followed their leader, fleeing into the sea. Still, the two allies managed to take down a good number of them. Plenty to give a bit of relief to the weary fighters. As Spike flooded one of the succubi’s throat with his hot dragon jizz while he watched Neptuna ride three demon guys at once, he was glad he had decided to bring a friend along to join the fun.

Spike was amazed to find that the flower outside the cave entrance had blossomed. It was a massive, beautiful tulip-like flower, with petals that shimmered red, pink, and purple. Still though, it pointed towards his crotch. He wondered why… up until it lunged forwards, the petals spreading open wide to take the head of his cock before constricting onto it. The plant began to pump back and forth on his massive rod, and as Spike felt his cock go down its stem, he realized that he was being sucked off by a flower. This was… definitely the strangest thing he’d ever done.

On and on this went until he found himself cumming hard down the plant’s ‘throat.’ It then finally released him, pulling back as it grew faster and bigger than ever. By the time it had finished, it was as tall as he was, and seemed to be glowing. Quietly, Spike swore he could hear a voice speak in his head.

Soon.

Spike stared in awe at what he’d just found on the beach: a full scale pirate ship. It was moored by a large, empty dock, with a demon-horned skull and crossbones flag and all. Of course Spike had to investigate. He went towards it, walking across the quiet docks and up the gang plank. Onboard, he was greeted by three surprised figures.

They were blue skinned like the demons he’d fought with yesterday, but they definitely weren’t demons. They looked a bit more like goblins than anything. Each was male, and dressed in typical pirate crewman garb. One was tall and lanky, one was short and imp-like, and one was big, buff, and looked a bit dumb.

The three goblin sailors stared at him for a moment, then looked at one another. And then they jumped to their feet in a clamor, grabbing their weapons. The buff one grabbed a cutlass, the small one grabbed a dagger and leapt onto the big one’s back, and the lanky one whipped out an old fashioned pistol. Spike lashed out his emerald flame sword, parrying and countering the brute’s cutlass strike. A quick burst of flame knocked the tiny one, who seemed to be giving the big guy directions, off of his perch. And with some fancy footwork and agile movements, Spike soon had the big brutish goblin landing onto his scrawny partner. In barely any time at all, he had taken out the pirates.

And then a door at the back of the ship, presumeably the captain’s quarters, opened, and out stepped a massive, musclebound blue demon. He eyed the scene with a grunt before pulling an anchor and chain off of his back.

“Stinking worthless sea goblin bilge rats… If ye want somethin’ done, do it yerself!”

With that, he charged, trying to crush Spike beneath his mighty anchor. Spike leapt up out of the way, landing square on the demon’s back before delivering a series of blows to his neck. The pirate demon’s thick arms couldn’t reach around far enough to get at him, so instead he swung the anchor at his back to try and strike the annoying dragon.

This went about as well as excpected as Spike jumped out of the way again, causing the demon to strike himself down. As he shakily rose to his feet, he turned to bark orders to his crew members.

“What are ye worthless pieces of kelp waitin’ for? Get this scurvy stowaway off of my ship!”

The goblins turned and looked to each other for a moment.

“Mutiny?” The tiny one asked the lanky one.
“Mutiny,” the lanky one responded with a nod.
“MUTINY!!!” all three roared as they raised their weapons, charging at their captain. Spike was surprised, but welcomed his sudden allies and rushed to their aid. Soon, all four had forced the furious demon captain off of the ship and overboard.

“You damn swabs! I’ll get ye for this! Ye ain’t heard the last of Dread Captain Dreck!”

With that, he sank beneath the waves, swimming away. The pirate crew cheered, gathering around Spike as they gave him their thanks.

“That sea devil bastard’s been giving us hell for too long! Thanks mate!”
“Hip hip hooray for the dragon lass! Now we can get our real captain back!”
“Roar!”

They lead Spike down into the bowls of the ship, where a female sea goblin sat in chains. She was covered in dirt and dried cum, and looked up to them with tired yet fierce eyes. The chains binding her arms and legs glowed with some sort of dark magic. Despite her destitute state, Spike could tell that once this woman was a proud fighter.

“Is it fuck time? Do I get my cummies master?” she asked in a rasp, tired voice.
“The chains are forcing back her will and making her act all dumb and submissive. Mind giving us a hand with these, mate?”

Spike gladly obliged, slashing away the chains with his fiery blade. Immediately, he could see her rejuvenating and regaining her true self. She leapt to her feet, her naked form stretching out as she relieved her aching cramps. It was then that Spike really took a look at the sea goblins to see what they looked like. They were definitely taller than the usual goblins, for the most part. They had the same pointed ears and similar facial features. However, upon closer inspection, he noticed the small differences aside from the skin color. Their hands and feet were webbed, and on their necks he could see gills.

Comparing them to the sea devils he’d fought, he realized that the sea devils didn’t have wings like their demon cousins, instead bearing fins and gills. He wondered just what was going on with these other races, but that would have to wait, as the sea goblin captain was standing with her arms crossed and a cocky grin on her face.

“Well now! Seems you’re the one I should thank for getting’ that ass-wipe off of my ship. You have my eternal gratitude, mate! Name’s Captain Fynn, and you’re aboard the Dark Mistress! You ever need a ride, you come find us and we’ll take you out. Unless, of course, you’re looking for a different kind of ride.”

Spike had to admit that he liked the wink she gave him. He felt that he should be heading home though, so he made his farewell to the four grateful goblins. He’d had an eventful week on the beach. He’d have time to explore the ocean tomorrow.

Author's Note

I'm afraid I don't have the time to do a bestiary entry for all of this. I've been offline on hiatus for some time now and can't stay online for too much longer. Still, I wanted to give you guys something, so here you go. If anything looks off, I had to transfer this from Microsoft Word and didn't have too much time to edit it.