Chapters It took about an hour for Spike to get over his little mental breakdown as he reassured himself that he could beat this, that he had to beat this. He swore that this world would not get to him. He had to make it out okay. He had to survive and make it home. The world was trying to break him, and he wouldn't fall for its tricks!
"You hear me world!" he shouted with a raised fist in an act of defiance, mainly to bolster his self-esteem. "I ain't giving up on getting home! Nothing you can throw at me can bring me down! I'm Spike the Dragon! My friends believe in me, and where I come from friendship can change the world!"
His brief tirade finished, he began to make preparations to make this cave his home. It seemed safe enough, and the portal would be right here for him when it was time to return in one year. He began by digging out as many gems as he could. It was fairly easy to find them, to his surprise. Not only did it seem there were a good quantity in the area, he found that when he focused on it, he could literally sniff them out. Soon enough he had a decent sized stockpile of them to eat for later.
Next, he decided to test something out before he left the apparent safety of his cave. He took a deep breath, concentrating hard on building up a reserve of magic within his body. He built up the air and fueled it with is inner, natural magic. Then, once he felt the perfect balance within his stomach, he let it loose, ejecting a fearsome stream of green fire at a nearby wall. It was an impressive size, the kind he'd always dreamed of having in his fantasies of growing up, and as he stopped the stream, he found the stones of the wall glowing bright from the heat. Following a hunch, he reached up and touched it, and while he felt the heat, it had no effect on him, bringing a confident grin to his face.
"Still fire-proof, baby..."
After checking to make sure his claws were the proper sharpness and his magic was still at a decent level and rising within him, he felt prepared to journey outwards in search of things to make this cave more comfortable. After all, he couldn't live solely off of gems. He needed more to his meals. With his goals set in mind, he made his way towards the exit of the small cave.
After a short period of walking through a small tunnel, Spike found himself at a crossroads. One way led upwards, and he could hear the sounds of wind rustling up above, telling him it led to the surface. While the other way led down deeper, and while he could see in the dark, he couldn't see much down that path just yet. He felt that exploring the deeper path should come later. Right now, he needed to see the surface.
However, the moment he took a step, a droplet of something wet dripped onto his head. He looked up, to see... something... hanging from the ceiling. It looked like a giant bat, curled up in its wings in a deep sleep. A giant bat, only slightly smaller than him. Carefully, he attempted to sneak past, but a loose stone caught his foot, causing him to trip down with a loud thud. Immediately, the creature twitched to life, wings extending as it leaped down from its hanging spot to soar around him. He couldn't make out its features as he pulled himself up, until suddenly it landed before him.
Standing before Spike was a short humanoid creature, with pale brownish gray skin. While it had many bat features, it was clearly something more. For starters, it had both wings and arms, though the fingers on its arms were almost twice as long as his. It had a short cut of dark brown hair on its head, looking very... fluffy, for lack of a better word. It wasn't completely covered by fur like a bat, instead it had it in patches of bushy fluff, such as its shoulders, at the tip of its oddly long, whip-like tail, and in the center of its chest.
Speaking of its chest... well, after a second look, he realized 'it' was more of a 'she,' judging from the small, perky breasts on her chest. And she didn't look happy. Her arms crossed as she gave him an annoyed look. Her eyes were yellow with black slit pupils and black rings around them. Her ears were big and pointed, and her nose was small yet turned up in a somewhat cute way. And peeking out of her scowl were two short fangs. All in all, the only word Spike could use to describe this strange bat creature was... adorable.
"Hey! What's the big idea waking a lady like that?! Why I oughtta..." Before she finished that thought, she seemed to get a good look at Spike, her eyes going wide. Spike had hopes this meant she'd be too afraid to fight seeing as how he was clearly bigger than her, but instead, her scowl turned to a smirk. "Well helloooo stud~! Looks like today is this girl's lucky day~... make this easy on yourself and give up to me now, you lizard stud~!"
"Uh... how about no." Spike stood firm, trying to show strength without being aggressive. He... wasn't entirely sure what she was getting at with him, but he did know that he didn't want to fight. But he also didn't want to give into her demands and risk losing himself somehow. His response brought a strange reaction in the bat-thing. Instead of getting angry or scared, she licked her lips.
"I was hoping you'd say that... I like it when they play hard to get~!"
Suddenly, she lunged for him, swiping at him with her claws with as she flew forward. Thankfully for him, he'd been bracing himself and quickly side stepped her. She swerved and began to hover in the hair, flapping her wings while glaring down at him hungrily. Spike, not having any other choice, took an aggressive stance, ready to fight. He was ready for her to charge again. What he wasn't ready for was for her to let out a high pitched shriek that shook him to his very soul. He stumbled back, ears ringing in pain. He felt disoriented, and as she flew by for another attack, he found himself missing his own swipe at her, giving her an open opportunity to kick him in the back.
Spike pulled himself up as the ringing cleared. It was obvious that he couldn't underestimate her. He heard the swish of her wings, and quickly braced himself as her fist connected with his head. He stumbled back, then brought up his fists to prepare to fight back once again. She hovered in the air before him, letting out a brief, malicious chuckle.
"Oh come on! I was expecting more from a rugged stud like you! Ah well, that just makes you easier to break in!" she taunted. Her words got to Spike... especially the last bit.
In a rush of adrenaline, Spike charged forward, leaping to try and grab her. She flew out of the way in the nick of time, laughing all the while, as Spike landed roughly on the floor with a growl. He needed a plan, he needed a better way to attack her. As much as he hated the thought of it... only one option seemed to come to mind. And he didn't want to kill her by breathing fire. He didn't want to stoop to that level... he felt that's what this world wanted him to do...
Then, as she rushed at him again, an idea came. Spike dove down into a roll, and as he came up he quickly dug up some stone from the floor and crushed it into a fine powder. He could see her inhaling to let out another screech, and as soon as she began to open her mouth, he rushed forward and flung the dust into her face. Her eyes bulged as she began to cough and hack, losing altitude as she tried to clear her throat. That's when Spike had his opening, letting out a strong punch to her stomach. She was flung backwards and struck the stone wall hard, causing her to fall to the ground with a slight, weak shriek of pain. He stood over her limp, frail form, arms crossed.
She shook herself and looked up at him in fear. "D-do whatever you want to me, just please don't kill me. I offer myself to you!" She sat with her legs spread, showing Spike her pussy. He tried to fight back the blush at her... behavior, and shook his head.
"I don't want anything like that. I just want to be left alone. And next time, if you try anything on me..." With that, he let out a short breath of fire. This... seemed to astound her more than intimidate her.
"Holy shit... that was... are you a... dragon? B-but, dragons have been extinct for years! Oh wow! Oh wow wow wow wow wow! I really underestimated you! A real live dragon! But you don't have wings, dragons had wings... oh whatever! This is still awesome!"
Spike felt reassured by her admiration. "So you'll leave me alone?"
"Ha, fuck that nonsense! The colony's gotta hear about this! I mean, if we could get you as a breeding stud, then think of how strong the next generation of bat gremlins will be! We'll be able to build up an even stronger army! Heck, they might even turn out stronger than the upper caste! We could get a lot more done against those damn demons! We have got to have you in our nest!"
Spike let out a groan. His show of force had backfired spectacularly. He'd only made her more willing. And apparently she had friends. Lots, and lots, of friends... Still, if there was anything good that came out of this, he got a name for what they were. Bat gremlins. Whatever that meant.
"Alright, fine then. I'll let you go. I don't want to hurt anybody... but I'll fight anyone you send my way. But first... I want you to tell me whatever you can about what you are, and where I am. I'm... new here, you see?"
"Oh! Wait a minute..." The gremlin trailed off as she looked down the way he'd come from. "You came out of that old thing? Right? Oh wow! A real Champion! Ha, and I thought only humans got tricked into coming here! This just keeps getting better!"
Spike let out another groan, and she seemed to get the hint. "Alright," she conceded quickly, "you deserve to know since you beat me fair and square, stud muffin~. You are in Mareth. It was a nice place before a bunch of dumb magic users twisted themselves into the demons who run this place. They made it all sexy and perverted and stuff, and while it's a lot of fun, we want them gone. They hurt a lot of us that just want to live in peace. So, a lot of different groups of us have been trying to build our own armies to fight them with.
"As for us, we're bat gremlins. We're, well, what we sound like. We're part gremlin, part bat. I guess we used to be cousins to those goblin chicks that hang out on the surface, only we're different from them. They like to make potions, and they're obsessed with fucking and getting pregnant because... well, just because. We gremlins don't like to fight each other like they do though. We all get together in the colony, where we all can work together to try and build our strength. We fly out at night to hunt for strong males to bring back as breeders. Most of us look like me, but the higher caste members from more corrupt breeders come out bigger, stronger, and way sexier. You don't wanna mess with them!
"Any who, that's all I gotta say! I'm gonna go tell the Queen about you now! Better get that package ready... er, wherever it is... because we're gonna make you fuck us senseless~! Bye bye, my sexy stud muffin~!" With that, she flew off down into the depths in a blur before Spike could say anything. He let out a weary sigh.
"Well, at least I know more about what I'm dealing with... I'm going to need to train harder if I'm going to survive another fight..."
As he turned to leave, something caught his attention. A few coins of some kind and a bag, that when inspected closely was shown to have a logo of a pair of bat wings and felt as though it were full of some kind of dust or powder. Not really having anyplace to keep them, he quickly brought them back into his camp to put in the stockpile before heading back out for the surface.
Apparently, outside of the cave was just a barren, misty wasteland. Wandering about, trying to find something of use somehow led him back to the cave, despite the fact he'd been sure he had been walking in a straight line. After another try, he somehow found a forest parting through the mist. He shook his head as he entered to search for food, bedding, whatever he might need.
After some scavenging, he felt he'd gathered enough plants to make the cavern more comfortable. As he made his way back though, he was stopped by something leaping out of a bush: a small, red creature with wings and horns.
"Submit to me or suffer my wrath, fucker! You're gonna be sucking me off real soon!" Judging from the thing's appearance and attitude, Spike had a good idea about what he was up against here.
"Are you a demon?" he asked, dropping his supplies to prepare for the fight he was obviously about to get into.
"Uh, yeah? Ain't it obvious? Too busy sucking your own dick to know an imp when you see one? Come on, bring it on already ya pussy!"
That was all Spike needed to hear. These things were obviously evil. From what he'd heard, they didn't have any chance for redemption, and thus, he had no qualms with what he was about to do. With a quick breath, he blew out a controlled ball of fire at the thing. It screeched in pain as the green fire quickly engulfed it, but strangely enough, when the flames ended, the creature was unconscious, maybe a little singed, but not dead. This... surprised him. Were demons, or at least imps, fire-proof? Or could it be his fire wasn't lethal somehow? All these questions were left unanswered as he looked down to the groaning imp and... the surprisingly big cock that was dangling out of its loin cloth now. Spike had never been interested in stallions. He'd always had a thing for mares. Yet... something about that cock looked... appealing...
He shook himself out of it and quickly punted the little runt away, not wanting any more of those confusing thoughts. As he gathered up his stuff, though, he found himself coming across more coins, as well as a... bottle of some kind of milk? It seemed to have a pink label on it, though he couldn't read it. He let out a sigh; he couldn't carry all of this in one go...
Suddenly, something caught his eye in a nearby bush. A discarded set of roughly made, somewhat torn clothes. With pockets! As much as Spike preferred going in the nude, he had to admit that it would be helpful to be able to take things with him. And so, he slipped into the thread-bare outfit. It seemed with its pocket space, he could carry about three things, though it seemed to have a built in coin pouch, which gave more room he supposed. After sticking the bottle into one pocket and the coins into the pouch, he took up his other supplies and went on his way, feeling accomplished.
The trip back home was quick and easy, surprisingly. He encountered no resistance or interruptions as he made his way back to the cave, despite the fact he had no idea where he was going in that fog. In any case, he soon had made himself a mildly comfortable sleeping spot out of the plantlife he'd collected.
He picked up the bag he'd gotten off of the gremlin and brought out the strange milk the imp had dropped. He couldn't possibly fathom why they had dropped them. Still, it would be better to have something to spice up his meals other than just gems. With a shrug, he decided to pop the top off of the milk bottle and gulp it down. It was sweet and creamy, probably the best milk he'd ever had. And yet, as he drank it, he felt a warm rush go through his body. It felt... pleasant, yet somehow disturbing. Spike turned to look at himself in the mirror, and found that he looked... slightly different. His muscles seemed less defined, though he didn't feel any less strong. And his face looked... smoother. Rounder. More... feminine. He looked to the empty bottle in his hand and dropped it, watching as it vanished away into nothingness, its purpose served.
He'd let the place trick him again. He couldn't even trust the food, it seemed! He quickly snapped himself out of it, knowing that panicking would get him nowhere. He had to stay calm. At the very least, it didn't do any harm to him, so there wasn't any trouble in it. He'd just have to be more careful in the future. With that out of the way, Spike sat down to a meal of gems, eying the bag the gremlin dropped suspiciously. He'd save it for now, but there was no way he'd try whatever was inside...
Satisfied and with no further plans, Spike stretched out. He'd survived the first day of his year long stay. He had no idea how he'd fair the rest, but he'd let that come when it came. For now, he deserved some rest. As he laid down onto his bed for rest, he felt a warm sensation in his crotch again. He was tempted to reach for it to relieve the tension and feel that same pleasure as before... but he fought it off. He wouldn't let this place get to him. No matter how much he wanted it, he would not play with himself in such a lewd way. He'd just wait it off. It was bound to leave eventually...
With this reassurance in mind, Spike laid his head to rest, and soon fell to sleep, images of bat gremlins and imps flooding his dreams.
Author's Note
If you're wondering why there were clothes in a bush... Well, let's just say a certain human had to make room for a piece of chitin after he'd gotten some new equipment to wear.
Also, next chapter, Spike's Lust meter reaches 100.
Yay, game logic!
Spike awoke to find that his internal boner was still throbbing in his sheath, eliciting a frustrated groan. He'd push through this, he told himself it would pass with time. He'd just ignore it. With that, he rose and had his breakfast of gemstones as he made his plans for the day. On the one hand, he could explore the surface some more. But he wasn't sure what he'd find up there, or even if he'd actually come across anything. On the other hand, he could travel deeper into the cave systems, maybe find some tastier gems. But down there, he knew those bat gremlins were waiting for him.
As he swallowed the last shards of gems, he made his decision: he'd go for the caves and risk fighting the bats. Now that he knew how they fought, he figured it would be easier to take them on as long as he was careful. And he definitely wanted some better gems than the junk food he had up here. Besides, maybe he could get some answers about the strange bag he'd found the day before. He nodded to himself, assured of his goal, then left to explore the deeper caves.
The crossroads were thankfully empty, giving him clear access into the deeper part of the cave system. He began to carefully creep down, scanning for any sign of the gremlins, trying to make sure he wasn't walking into an ambush. Things seemed mostly clear, yet he couldn't be sure, couldn't be too careful. He didn't want to risk a surprise attack, and he wouldn't put it past them with how tricky the one he'd met before had seemed.
After about an hour of walking, he stopped, not hearing anything. It seemed he was truly alone. Nodding to himself, he started to dig and claw at the cave walls. Soon enough, he found a strange, glowing red gem shining out of the wall. It looked like a ruby, although something about it seemed more fiery in color. Not to mention the strange light that it emitted, and the comforting warmth he felt as he held it in his hands. He was suspicious, but something told him to trust it. At the very least, maybe he could pawn it off to someone. He'd found money, so he assumed that there had to be stores somewhere in this strange world.
He continued walking, until he heard the sound of leathery wings beating through the air, the echoes quickly approaching. He braced himself, and soon enough he found himself face to face with three bat gremlins. They all looked identical to the one he'd met yesterday, and all three looked at him with the same lustful hunger.
"There he is!" "Let's get him!" "Grab the stud!"
They all lunged forward through the air, circling him rapidly. He tried to keep them all in his sights, but found himself quickly being blindsided by one, who flung herself onto his back with a vicious battle shriek. She clung on tight to him, her claws trying to dig into his scales. He responded by flopping onto his back, crushing her underneath and forcing her to let go. As he rose, she stumbled off, too winded to take flight. The other two redoubled their efforts at the fall of their sister, and soon both were hovering on opposite sides, both drawing in breath for a screech. Spike quickly dug down as he had done before, and once again he flung dust into their faces, causing them to wheeze and gasp for air.
Finally, Spike decided to finish the fight once and for all. He took a deep breath of his own, and by the time the two gremlins had recovered from their coughing fit, they found themselves on the receiving end of a massive jet of flame. Spike coughed as he finished, his energy reserves for his fire breath drained for now, then looked up to see the two gremlins, laying unconscious and somehow unburnt. He had a feeling that would happen judging from his imp encounter yesterday. Apparently his fire wouldn't actually burn his enemies, which he found somewhat relieving.
Spike was about to leave them when... he looked at the two, naked girls... laying their, completely exposed for him. His mind went wild with possibilities as he felt his cock throb harder within his sheath. His mind was going wild with perverted thoughts, and his resistance was dropping by the second. He had to have some release. He had to... he had to fuck. Without warning, his cock slid out of its sheath, creating a large bulge in his tattered pants. He couldn't resist anymore. He fell victim to his base urges and went over to the two moaning gremlins, who were just recovering in time to see him stand before them. The two girls took one look at the bulge in his pants and grinned wildly at him before shakily rising to present themselves.
"Take us! Take us!"
The two continued to purr out sultry phrases as they helped him removed his clothes before marveling at his reptilian cock. The two looked at each other with knowing grins before looking back to him expectantly, wanting him to take the lead. Spike's lust had taken over his mind, and he couldn't control what he said next.
"One of you suck me off. The other, let me taste you."
They nodded eagerly at his command, one girl diving down on him while the other flew up to wrap her legs around his head. He slid out his long, prehensile tong to slip between her slender thighs, slowly, teasingly licking at her slit. Meanwhile, the other girl gently began to lick at the head of his cock, stroking down to the base before coming back up. She took the head in her mouth with a pleasant moan as she began to suckle on it, gently bobbing her head up and down in a rhythmic motion. With each motion she went farther, slowly taking more and more of his impressive length in her slutty throat.
Spike moaned as he snuck his tongue farther into the moaning bat's pussy, writhing it about inside of her while still having more to use. His hands roughly groped at her ass as he thrust his tongue in deeper, moving it inside her erotically and taking delight in the noises she made as she squirmed. Spike pulled his tongue out slightly to run it over her clit experimentally, pleased at how she moaned louder at the touch of it. Then, he plunged deeper and deeper into her, tongue practically thrusting at this point, coiling up to fill more space inside of her.
The gremlin down below began to deep throat him, gagging slightly with each thrust of her head and loving each thrust. She was close to reaching the base of his cock, still trying to go and take it further into her, moaning and gasping each time she took more and more of him into her tight throat. She had to taste him, she was hungry for his hot load, she had to see what it tasted like. Likewise, Spike dug his tongue in deeper, his lust making him desperate to make her climax for him, wanting to taste her. And as soon as he dove his tongue deeper into her loins, he got his wish, as his tongue rubbed her G-spot. She bucked her hips with a shriek as she came for him, her hot girlcum spraying his face as his tongue retreated to lick it off. The taste was somewhat sweet, almost fruity, giving him a hint at their diet. The entire experience turned him on even further, and he could already feel pressure building up down below. He let the girl above slump to the floor in a moaning heap as he leaned up to look down on the other girl.
She was going fast on him, slamming his cock down her throat. She knew he had to be close, she needed him to cum for her so badly. She wanted it as she moaned and practically choked herself on his bulging rod. As Spike felt the pressure about to burst out, he reached out in his lust fueled haze and grabbed her head, keeping it down on the base as finally he came, flooding her throat. He took express pleasure in the gurgling sounds she made as his dragon jizz shot down her throat, some coming out of her nose. As he pulled out, she slumped over with a giddy grin on her face. It seemed the bat girls had low stamina for this sort of thing, which worked well for him.
As the lust left him thanks to the relief they'd given him, he looked on what he'd done with shock. He couldn't believe that he could do such a thing! He defiled them! He'd taken them and... and it had felt good. He tried to control his thoughts and calm himself down.
"Alright... it's okay... it's okay... you weren't in your right mind... they asked for it, you didn't force them..." With a deep breath and a sigh, he relaxed himself, reassured that he hadn't raped two innocent creatures. Still, he had trouble coming to terms with the fact that he'd let his lust take over his mind. It seemed that he couldn't just ignore his lust and hope it went away like he'd planned... He would have to find some other way to deal with it. At the very least, he would have to start masturbating more regularly to keep himself calm.
Looking around, he found a small amount of coins and another bag from the bats. Wanting some answers, he went to the bat who he'd eaten out, since the other one probably wouldn't be able to use her mouth right now.
"Can you tell me what's in this and what it does?"
She looked up at the bag weakly, then grinned. "Heh... batnip... good stuff... makes us feel stronger... purges imperfections... damn good stuff... sleepy..." With that, she was out again.
Spike pocketed the bag with a puzzled grunt. Somehow, it fit in perfectly against the other bag of batnip, despite the pocket seeming full a moment ago. With a shrug, Spike decided to delve deeper into the caves one more time before turning back for home.
After about an hour of walking, he decided to give up and turn back... but as he did so, he saw a dark figure standing in his way. She looked like the bat gremlins he'd seen before, only she was taller and more curvaceous, with darker skin and fur, and more pronounced fangs.
"So, you are ze von who 'as been giving my sisters trouble. Zey did not lie about 'ow 'andsome you vere. Come to me~..."
She stared at him deeply with her large, yellow eyes, and Spike's mind began to feel hazy. He had trouble thinking straight, and honestly he was getting a bit... turned on. He struggled to look away as she slowly stepped towards him, a refined elegance to her stride.
"Do not deny me, my love~. Come to me~. Look into my eyes~."
Spike grunted, his head hurting from his resistance as he tried to pull away. It hurt so much to try and resist her. Every part of his mind told him to give in to her desires and offer himself to her.
"You zink you are strong? No. You are simply a little toy for me. Look into my eyes, my lovely little toy~."
I... am... a toy. I am... not strong. Spike's resistance was fading, as he found her hypnotically exotic voice and beautiful eyes more and more impossible to resist.
"Good toy~... Rise for your mistress~..." At her command, Spike's cock slid out of its sheath, hard once more. "Sit, slave. Spread your legs and sit like a good little toy. You want to let me have my way with you."
I will sit and let mistress have her way with me. I am a good toy. Spike did as commanded, all resistance lost to her control. As he sat, cock erect between his legs, he watched her strut forward dominantly. She bent down and wrapped her legs around him as she gazed into his eyes with a hungry grin. Then, she thrust her hips forward, taking his length into her pussy with a pleasant moan.
Spike sat like a statue, like a good toy, as the mare used him to pleasure herself, thrusting her hips away at him. She thrust deeper and deeper, taking more and more of his cock with a mad grin on her face all the while. "YES~! Such a good, lovely toy~! You loved being used, don't you~?"
"Yes mistress..." Spike responded in a dull monotone as she took him to the base, grunting and moaning with pleasured exertion with each rapidly quickening thrust. Soon enough, she was cumming herself on him, at which point she turned around and took him backwards, still in her pussy.
"So big, so hard, so good~" she moaned to herself in her frenzy as she bounced herself harder on the cock. "I vant it all~! Oh, you'll make a lovely addition to the breeding pens~! A mount fit for a queen~! You'd love zat, vouldn't you~?"
"Y-yes mistress..." Her eyes no longer on his, his focus slowly began to return. He didn't have the strength to resist her just yet, but hopefully he'd be able to get away without her stopping him by the end. But for now, he was still under her control.
She continued on, taking his cock fast and hard down to the knot at his base, taking all of him into her, until she grew close to her second cumming. "Give your seed to me~! Fill your mistress~! Give it all to me~!!" At her command, Spike climaxed, bursting forth all of his cum for her in a mixture of pleasure and pain from so much flooding out from him. She took it all as she climaxed as well, and as she shakily rose off of him, he saw that her stomach had somewhat swollen from just how much he'd produced.
"S-such a... g-good toy~..." she moaned weakly before slumping to her knees panting. Seeing his chance and having gained enough resistance, he rose and fled away as fast as his adrenaline could take him. He ran all the way back home, and it wasn't until he'd gotten there that he realize that he'd lost a few coins somehow in the process. Still, he was relieved to make it out okay.
As he rested his aching crotch, he thought back and figured that was one of the 'higher caste' bat gremlins the one he'd met yesterday had talked about. She... she scared him. He was definitely not ready for foes like her. He'd have to be careful how deep he explored next time to avoid that happening again.
With a sigh, he dug around in his pockets, bringing out the batnip and the strange, fiery ruby. The ruby he wasn't sure about, though a part of him wanted to try it out. However, he knew nothing about it, and it felt magical in nature, so he decided to not mess with it just yet. On the other hand, he knew exactly what the batnip was, though he didn't think much of it. Curious, he opened up the tiny pouch and sure enough, inside was powdered leaves of some kind. He took a slight sniff of them, and...
He blinked and found that he'd just eaten the bag's contents. He couldn't even remember doing it. One second he'd been trying to see what the fuss was about, and then bang. A few minutes had passed, and he found himself with only one bag on him, and a strangely pleasant taste in his mouth. He rolled his tongue around his mouth to try and get the taste out, only to find something odd. His eyeteeth fangs had grown longer, sharper. Just like a bat gremlin's. Not only that, he had that strange slimming effect that the milk had given to him happen again. He was even more sleek now, though again he didn't feel as though he'd lost any of his strength.
He groaned out at the realization he'd been tricked into another change. He hadn't thought that just a simple sniff would get him to eat the stuff. It must be extremely addictive... further evidenced by the fact that he was tempted to open the other bag for another hit of the stuff. In anger, he threw the bag out of his cave and turned to his gem pile with a grunt.
"This place is fucking messed up..."
Author's Note
I'm not the best at writing sex. I hope you enjoyed all the same.
Over the next few days, Spike avoided going down into the underground caverns for a while, wanting to take a break from those damned bats. He didn't want to risk running into another one of those stronger bats, not until he'd grown in strength. Thus, he spent his time on the surface, practicing his fighting skills against imps and goblins, honing his skills and gathering what he could from them. He tossed out the ale that those annoying goblin girls dropped, not being one for drinking anyway, and he hesitantly held on to some of the items he'd gotten off of the imps, wondering if they had any use aside from corrupting him. A part of him was tempted to drink some more of that milk, since had been so tasty before... but he fought off the urge, not wanting to lose himself.
Eventually, he began to feel himself growing stronger, faster. His fighting skills improved gradually, to the point where he felt confident enough to travel down once again. And so he made his way, ready for whatever got in his way.
The first few hours of walking were relatively uneventful, with no sign of any opposition in his way. He even managed to find another fire ruby, as he'd decided to dub it, embedded in the rocks. It looked awfully tasty, yet he wasn't ready to try and eat it, not yet. He'd save them both for now.
Just when things seemed peaceful at last, a small group of bat gremlins attacked, shrieking and cackling as they tried to capture him once more. Spike took them out easily with his newly developed reflexes and brute strength, and soon he was walking away from five groaning bat gremlins. He had been keeping his lust in check by masturbating regularly, and while he didn't like having to stoop to such a level, it was better than ending up fucking with bats. He shuddered as the thought of all those naked bodies ran through his head, and as he walked on, he felt the heat rise in his crotch.
"Again? Celestia damn it, I just jerked off before I went down here..." he complained to himself as he shook his head in frustration. The last thing he needed was to fuck right now.
He had to take action. He had one thing in mind: stop these damned bats from coming after him. He wanted to find out where these bats were coming from, confront their leader, and get them off his tail. He had to get the message across that he wasn't on the menu. He wouldn't let himself become a breeder for them, he wouldn't let them wear him down. He was Spike the Dragon, and he was going to get out, one way or another.
A few more small encounters with more bats later, and Spike once again found himself face to face with a stronger variant. She looked at him lustfully, but he immediately evaded eye contact, closing off his eyes to try and judge where she was by sound alone.
"Hmph. Pesky little lover. You zink yourself a bat? Ha! You are a fool! Stop all zis fighting, and come to me~!"
He could hear her taking steps forward, and with a roar he charged forward, thrusting all of his weight... only for her to leap up and out of the way with a rich laugh. He stumbled and fell hard to the ground as he heard her gently land a distance away. She was taunting him.
"You'll 'ave to try 'arder zen zat, my lover~! Don't deny me~."
He struggled to rise, then turned to face her with his eyes screwed shut. He couldn't give in. Not now. As he listened to her slowly walk towards him, his mind raced. What did he know about them? There had to be some plan to take her out quickly...
"Come now, isn't this romantic? Just me and you, alone in the dark, my little lover~..."
That sparked something. An idea. Dark... It was always dark down here. The bats never left the darkness! That was it! He slowly began to collect his breath, and just before she reached him, he let it out, a large ball of bright flame, right in her face. She shrieked in pain, clawing at her eyes as she doubled over. Spike took his chance and slammed his body into hers, knocking her out. He'd won... he'd overcome one of their strongest fighters! He bent down to retrieve the spoils of war that he'd come accustomed to finding, a few coins and... a vial of blood? That's what it looked like, a small vial of blood.
With a shrug, he decided to pocket it... only to find he apparently had run out of space. One pocket had two fire rubies, another had three vials of that milk, and yet another had a single draft of some strange off-white liquid. In the back of his mind, only three options presented themselves: toss out the vial, dump out a pocket to make room, or drink it. For some reason the idea of taking something out of a pocket and using it immediately to make room didn't occur to him. Instead, he looked at the vial closely. From what he understood, eating and drinking these things had a bad tendency of changing him. Still, he couldn't help but admit he was curious and didn't want it to go to waste... thus, in a brief moment of curiosity, he uncorked it and chugged it down.
Immediately, he felt a warm rush over take his body as his muscles locked up. His back burned, his teeth hurt, and his chest felt as if it were swollen. When he finally recovered, he immediately did a check to see what had changed. He instantly felt a strange new weight on his back, and when he turned to check... wings. He had wings. Not big enough to fly with just yet, but... he had wings. This... was something he was actually happy about for once! He grinned... only to realize his fangs had grown longer again. He let out another sigh as he crossed his arms... finding the final gift the vial had given him.
He had boobs. Not big ones. But... boobs. He stared down at them in one part disgust, one part fear, two parts lust, and three parts awe. Honestly, his breasts looked about the size of the usual bat gremlins, not quite as big and firm and sexy as the stronger one, like the one sitting right in front of him, staring at him expectantly. Wait...
Spike snapped out of his haze to face her. She wasn't trying to escape, and he didn't feel his mind clouding over from looking at her. She looked... not scared, not sad but... it was hard to put a name on how she looked. Seeing that Spike was paying attention to her though, she gave him a weak smile.
"Vhat do you vish of me, master? I vish to serve you."
Spike... wasn't sure how to respond to that. Then he remembered what he came here for. "I want you to take me to your leader!" he said in his most intimidating voice... which wasn't as intimidating as he'd thought it would be, since his tone had apparently grown more feminine. He would... panic over that later. Right now, he had business.
The bat nodded eagerly as she rose, shaking slightly, to lead him down the tunnels. On and on they walked, silently, nothing disturbing them on their trip. Finally, after what seemed like hours of walking, they reached a large city of stone in an particularly big cavern. The moment they arrived, every bat stopped what they were doing and turned to stare at him with glowing eyes and wide grins.
"It's the dragon!"
Every single one of them took flight and began to swarm around him in one big, screeching tornado of bats. He... hadn't been prepared for this. He hadn't expected them all to come at him at once. He stood his ground and tried to swipe them away when ever one lunged, but there were just too many of them. There were hundreds of bat gremlins spiraling around him, all laughing at him and taunting him at once, and it was only a matter of time before they broke him down. He needed something to give him a boost. Something that would fend them off... He didn't think he could muster a flame big enough to scare them off though...
It was then that he remembered something. The fire rubies! He reached into his pocket, stuffing one and then the other into his mouth, dodging bats all the while. He felt his inner flame burning even brighter, and as he built up his power, he felt stronger than he'd ever had before. With one massive roar, he let up a colossal plume of fire straight up through the middle of the bat tornado, so massive that it reached the cave ceiling. He kept it going even as the fell blinded to the ground, letting it rip until his throat was raw. He fell to the ground panting, a tired smile on his face. The bats were all down. He had done it. He had done it...
His thoughts of victory were interrupted by a slow, deliberate clap. He looked up to find... the most curvaceous bat he'd ever seen. She was tall, possibly taller than him, with plentiful round curves and a large, buxom chest. Her massive wings draped around her back like a cape, and she wore a revealing set of black, chitinous armor. Atop her head rested a crown that looked like it had been carved out of obsidian. She was staring down at him with a look that seemed to be a mixture of admiration, lust, and defiance.
"A good show to be sure, noble dragon. You've bested my daughters in every way, it seems. To what do I owe this pleasure? Have you come to do the demon's work and slay us all? Why do you try and destroy everything we've worked for for so long?" Her voice was rich and melodic, with a somewhat dominant quality to it.
Spike rose and stared back at her defiantly. "I didn't mean to cause any trouble. But I had to come to make you stop attacking me. I don't want to be your enemy. But I also do not want to be a mindless breeder for your people. I have my own fight, and I cannot let myself be taken by anyone. Tell your daughters to stop trying to kidnap me, have your people stop trying to force me into servitude, and I will leave you alone. We don't have to fight."
A moment passed as the Bat Queen seemed to consider his words. "Well then. I think we can come to some sort of agreement. It seems we have a common goal, and I see now that you would serve us better as an ally than a slave. However, I have one condition. Meet it, and I will not only command my daughters to cease attacking you, but I will give you full access to our city's services."
"What do you want?" Spike asked suspiciously. Her offer did sound good, but he had to be sure he knew what he was getting into. In the back of his head, he knew that he would agree to this to end the frustration of dealing with her army.
She grinned to him. "You are far too good to simply be a breeder for my daughters. Mate with me instead, right now, and I shall make my decree. Give me your seed so that we can create a new, stronger breed of gremlin! It will only be once, that shall be enough. Do we have a deal, sir dragon?" She stood tall in a regal post, accentuating her magnificent queenly curves. Spike had to admit, she was the most beautiful creature he'd seen in this place.
Spike began to quickly weigh his options. On the one hand, this was completely consenting sex, both would be in agreement and he would be in his right mind. Plus it would get all of those bats off of his back. On the other hand, he didn't like the idea of having sex like this, not without any love between them. Besides, she was way above his league. It quickly became apparent to him that despite any of his doubts, it was unquestionably better to go through with it.
"Alright. You have a deal," Spike said as he stepped forward. Her grin widened, and he could tell that it was from genuine joy, devoid of malicious intent. He followed as she led him on to her palace in the center of the city, a massive towering place that seemed to have been expertly carved. She led him on to her private suite, and had him wait outside her door to 'freshen up' as she put it. As he sat there, he looked up and gaze into a mirror in the hall. He noticed he'd gone through yet another round of changes thanks to the two fire rubies he'd eaten.
His body seemed... simultaneously more masculine and more feminine. His muscles were developing again, yet his form seemed to be slimming into a more feminine hourglass. His hips had swollen larger and his eyes... the whites of them had turned a pale yellow, while his irises were now as red as those rubies. Plus... he felt his inner fire magic burning even hotter than usual. It felt... good. Really good. He didn't want to admit it to himself, but he liked these changes. He liked the rush of power they gave him. Deep down, he wouldn't mind trying more of those rubies... heck, a part of him even began to grow more accustomed to changes in general. He could use these to his advantage. He could get stronger faster. He could-
"I'm ready for you, my noble dragon warrior~," the Bat Queen called from her room, snapping Spike out of his thoughts. He rose to enter, only to freeze in awe at the sight of her. She was wearing a light, see-through silk dress, her wings folded tightly to her back as she laid on a massive bed, fit for a queen of course. She laid on her side with a magnificent come-hither smile, her bountiful breasts on full display as she teasingly rubbed her hips together. "Come to me. Take me and claim your prize for defeating my army, you big, mighty beast you~."
She seemed to want to roleplay with him, and in his lustful state, he felt inclined to play along. "Oh, I intend to, my beautiful queen. I fought long and hard, just to claim you as my own~." He let out a low growl as he stepped forward, slipping out of his clothes, at which she clucked her tongue in disapproval.
"Defeating my entire army while wearing naught but filthy rags? Oh, that does not suit one such as yourself. I'll have to see about getting you a more suiting set of armor. But there is time for that later. Now is the time for you to take me and make me yours~... do whatever you want with me~..."
Spike grinned wide as he climbed up onto the bed with her, eying her sensuous form lustfully. He did want to take her right here, right now. She was beautiful, magnificent, and just down right sexy in every sense of the word. Now that he was closer, he could see that she was a bit more aged then he thought, but that was alright. He'd always had a thing for older women, and she was looking good for her age.
"Let's get a better look at my prize... will you remove your clothes, or shall I do it for you~?" He bared his claws, and at the excited look she gave him, he knew he had her permission to rip into it. He tore away the expensive looking garb as she let out a squeal of mock terror.
"Oh no, you dreadful rogue, that was my favorite nightgown! Oh dear, now my royal assets are completely unprotected~..." She let out a purr as she spread her legs for him, biting her lip with her fangs in anticipation. Spike let out his cock from its sheath, and she gasped at the sight of it. "Oh~! It's so large~! Surely you aren't going to use it on me? You'll split me in half with that monster~!"
Spike grinned wider, licking his lips at the sight of her already dripping pussy. He closed in and began to gently press his cock against her nether lips, as his hands traveled up to fondle at her magnificent rack. He reveled in her feminine moans for a moment before gently thrusting it into her, getting a pleasant gasp out of her. He quickly began to pick up his pace, both in fucking her and in his groping, trying to keep in play with their little game.
"Oh, gods yes, ravage me~! Rip into me, you beast~! I'm yours! Yes~! Fuck me~!" She rocked her hips against his desperately, wanting him inside of her.
"You like it, you little slut of a queen~? You like being defiled by cock like a common whore~?" Spike taunted, the words slipping off of his tongue. And judging from the noises the queen made, she enjoyed them greatly.
The queen's wings flared out as she let out a pleasured shriek and came hard for him, only making it easier for him to slide his cock all the way in to her, fucking her savagely with his draconic dick, deeper and harder and faster with each wild thrust. His claws squeezed and groped at her royal chest, playing roughly with her round supple tits. He was loving this as much as she was, and deep down he knew that he could get used to this sort of play. He didn't have to fight back, and there was nothing wrong with fucking for fun as long as his partner had fun with it too.
They kept it going, hard and fast, Spike bringing the queen to a climax once more before finally he felt the pressure build. "Are you ready, my queen? It's time for you to take my seed~!"
"Oh yes~! Give it to me~! Impregnate me with your brood~! Fill my royal snatch~!" With that, he let loose his dragon sperm into her in a massive torrential stream, flooding her pussy with his hot jizz. She screamed and writhed in lust as he pumped his cum into her, and he couldn't help but grin at the sight of her stomach slowly start to bulge up with his cum. Finally, it was done. He pulled out as his cock began to recede inside of him, and the queen pulled him down into a loving embrace.
"That was magnificent~... thank you, noble dragon, for giving me this gift... it has been so long since I've found someone worthy enough to pleasure me like that... Please, should you ever feel the need to, come to me again. I'd love for you to grace my bed once more~." With that, she gave him a full kiss on the lips, one that he was more than happy to return. "Please... stay and lay with me a while... I want to feel your arms around me... you know, you never gave me your name good sir. Quite rude of you~."
He grinned as he wrapped his arms around her as they huddled together. "I'm Spike. Spike the Dragon. And you, my queen?"
She grinned back as they huddled closer together. "Oh, how rude of me for not properly introducing myself~! I am Queen Desmoda. And welcome to my kingdom~."
Author's Note
Phew! That was fun!
As a side thing, I've decided to do a small bestiary type thing down here for all of the original creations I've added in so far. Hope you enjoy!
Bat Gremlin: These winged creatures are distant offshoots of the goblin race who, instead of worrying about starting new clans, decided to use their drive to breed to come together as one collective to try and build an army against the demons. Fast and agile, yet frail to most attacks, they prefer to use their speed and wits rather than brute force. Not to mention their sonic screams that can momentarily deafen most enemies. They also tend to prefer to fight in swarms, since alone they aren't very strong.
Bat Nip: Bat gremlins harvest this plant to use as a drug, bringing them into a sort of frenzied state in which they aren't completely aware of their actions. It's said that the drug also works on other races, but with unintended side effects.
Vampire Bat Gremlin: Vampire gremlins are the result of a bat gremlin mating with a corrupt being such as a demon. These gremlins are larger, more dominant, and definitely more powerful than their smaller variants. However, they don't use strength to fight. Instead, they use their hypnotic gaze to lure in their prey. The longer you look into their eyes, the more your mind clouds and the harder it becomes to escape. Thankfully, they get so turned on by their own ability that often they end up forgetting to maintain eye contact in their lust-filled state.
Bat Blood: Vampire gremlins have special needs when it comes to what they eat, and what better than a mixture of blood and powdered bat nip to give them what they need! It doesn't give the same frenzy that bat nip does, but it still packs a punch!
Bat Queen Desmoda: The first and oldest of the bat gremlins, she is seen by all of her subjects as the mother of their race. She loves all of her 'children' equally, and only wants a safe world for them all. She hates that they had to be driven underground like this, and wishes to defeat the demons to prove that the gremlins are more than monsters of the night. She is willing to go to any measure to ensure that her people are safe and happy.
Fire Ruby: Not much is known about these strange stones that glow like a fire. Legend tells, however, that they are the crystallized souls of a powerful race of beings called ifrits, known for controlling fire and for living deep in the desert. No one knows how true these legends are. All that is known is that fire rubies contain a great amount of magic.
And that should be it!
Spike found himself spending a lot of time exploring Cavern City, as his new bat gremlin allies called it. The caves became a lot nicer once they got their orders and started leaving him alone. Granted, every now and then he'd run into a bat that had taken too much batnip and lost control of herself in a drug induced frenzy, but due to how scattered their brains were, they were usually short fights. Otherwise, the caves had become uneventful, though he had been warned that more than just bat gremlins lurked down here.
In the days after his agreement with them, he'd acquired some new perks. For instance, Queen Desmoda kept good on her promise to get him some more fitting attire, sending him to the city's blacksmith to pick out something at a discounted price (the gremlin who owned the store had to make a living somehow, especially since most bats refused to wear armor.) He took the most expensive thing he could afford with his meager amount of money (or 'gems' as they were apparently called,) a strong set of armor made out of the shells of something called a cave drider. The suit was lightweight, yet strong, and apparently was enchanted to always fit no matter what changes befell him, since apparently that was a major issue in this world.
His new suit, while impressive, apparently didn't have much more room to carry things than his old rags did. However, after a bit more training at a local training center, he found that he could start carrying a fourth set of objects... somehow. He didn't get it, but he was starting to learn not to question this world's logic.
While he had not yet done so, he was more open to the idea of having sex more often. He wasn't quite ready to begin doing so though. He still held on to a bit of hesitance regarding that. So far, he had simply kept masturbating, finding that to be pleasurable enough. Once, on one of his visits, he stopped by the palace to speak with the Queen. He had found her on her throne, looking as sexy as ever... especially with that bloating belly of hers. Apparently, the magic of this world made pregnancies fast and pleasant, and caused young to grow quickly. He'd likely be meeting his new daughter within the week... something that contributed to Spike's hesitance to fuck around.
Other than that, he hadn't seen much of interest in the City, not that that stopped him from hanging around every now and then. However, what most interested him were the deep caverns beyond. The bats said they rarely went down there, as strange, powerful things lived in the deep darkness, and bats often went missing down there. He was curious and felt that, after he'd grown stronger, he would have to go down and see what he could find.
Right now though, Spike sat in his cave, pondering what to do about the items in his pockets. One pocket was full of five 'Succubus Milks', and wouldn't take any more. One of the bats he'd met said that some alchemists could purify them to stop them from cursing him too much, however he'd yet to meet the town alchemist, and didn't actually have the funds to purify them all anyway. He wanted to try them out again, but simultaneously didn't want to get corrupted, since apparently they were demonic in nature. In his second pocket, he held three things of Batnip that he'd gotten out of frenzied bat gremlins. He didn't mind it, as long as he was careful. Besides... he wouldn't say no to a bigger set of wings...
In his third pouch, he had an "Incubus Draft." Apparently this was the opposite of the milk, yet still kept the corrupting effect. Spike... didn't want to try it really. He was... actually kind of liking the breasts, if he had to be honest. They felt good... really good... He shook himself out of it and told himself he'd sell it, or maybe purify it and use it if he ever wanted to become manly again.
And then he had the Fire Rubies. Four. Fire Rubies. He had been putting it off, but... he wanted them. He wanted to eat them so badly, to absorb their power once again. The bats hadn't been able to tell him anything, only legends about something called an Ifrit. He... couldn't find any reason not to eat them. So... with a gulp, he decided he would.
He slid the first one into his mouth and chewed slowly, before moaning as the pleasantly spicy flavor rolled across his tongue. He hadn't had the chance to truly enjoy them last time. As he ate it, a rolling heat spread throughout his body. It felt... good. So good. And as it passed he looked over himself in the mirror. His hips were wider again, looking decidedly feminine. His abs and muscles were more defined again, though still somehow feminine. He felt... taller. And once again, his inner fire felt amazing. He had to have another, and so he did.
As he reveled in the taste and heat of the second, he felt an intense feeling down below in his nethers. Something... strangely pleasant. After coming out of the haze, Spike once again looked at himself. All that seemed to happen was his scales changed to a slightly redder color. He looked over his body, and thought it looked the same otherwise. Then he looked down below and...
He had a vagina. Right below the spot where his cock emerged from, he had a slit. A pussy. A snatch. He had girl parts. The very idea, the simple concept of this ran wild through his mind. He could barely comprehend it. He... he wasn't a girl... but was he still a guy? He had a cock... AND a pussy? He thought back and remembered some bat he'd talked to mentioning something like this... a... a hermaphrodite, they'd called it. A herm. He was a herm.
He'd been expecting a lot of things, and that wasn't one of them. However... he was curious. He didn't dislike it, he was just surprised. Spike reached down tentatively and began to rub experimentally at his new equipment. It... holy shit, it felt good. It felt nice to finger himself down there. Slowly, he began to probe deeper at himself, letting out a feminine moan. His other hand rose up to fondle at his perky round breasts, still moaning in pure delight. It felt sooo good. His cock slowly began to rise out of its sheath, bobbing along with as he fingers himself. He stopped fondling himself to reach down and jerk at his cock, pleasuring himself with both sex organs simultaneously. His mind started to break from the sheer pleasure, going faster and faster, desperate to feel the release.
Soon, he hit it, reaching climaxes on both of his parts at the same time, his cock spurting out a massive stream of hot jizz and his snatch letting out a spray of girlcum. He fell back, too enraptured to move. That was more pleasure than he'd ever experienced... he had a feeling he could get used to this pussy.
If he was honest with himself, he'd never been too masculine back home. Sure, he hadn't been overly girly either, but he'd never taken part in too many stallion things. Something... something about becoming more feminine felt good. Sure, he didn't want to lose his cock... but... he definitely wasn't against gaining some new assets. Especially ones that looks so hot. He couldn't help but pose in front of the mirror, marveling at his strong, yet feminine figure he even noticed that his face had slimmed and rounded a bit, and he had a bit of puff to his lips. He couldn't help but let out a giggle... a giggle of all things... at how he looked.
He wasn't done just yet. He had to have more. He took the third of the four rubies and ate it. This time, he found himself growing taller again, with wider hips and stronger thighs. He couldn't help but reach back and grope at his firm, sexy rear, large and round and perfect. His pussy felt deeper too...
Wanting more, he stuffed the last one into his face, hardly tasting it as he gulped it down to feel the effects he'd become so addicted to. This change felt the strangest of all. He shook his head to clear it, then looked upon himself again. He had grown taller still, standing at least a foot taller than the mirror. His thighs and ass had swollen larger. His muscles bulged further still. But there were two things that stood out more than anything. First, his breasts had developed nipples. He idly reached a hand up to tweak one as his other hand reached up to his head for the other change.
He'd grown hair. More specifically, he'd grown a set of luscious, fiery red hair styled in a ponytail somehow. It was long too, a long flowing ponytail reaching down to his hips. As odd as it felt to have hair... he liked it. He grinned and posed to himself, and... oddly enough, an odd urge overcame him. He began to slowly shake his hips in a slow, rhythmic dance. It seemed most of the focus of this dance, which came to him almost instinctively, was his hips. He gyrated and thrusted, moving along to some unheard beat, his hands folded together above his head. On and on this belly dance went, the amazonian dragon herm moving faster and faster, almost like a flickering flame. He felt powerful, he felt sexy, he felt... he felt amazing. As he moved faster, his feet and hands literally began to spark and catch fire, but he barely noticed. He was dancing, and it felt perfect.
Finally, he stopped with a final move, launching the fire he'd generated into the ceiling with a pose. He stood panting, tired from his dance, his hips sore from all that shaking. He didn't regret it at all. In fact, all that dancing had only turned him on. He wouldn't masturbate just yet though. He wanted to try one or two more things...
Spike sat down with a sigh and a grin, pulling out the Batnip. Quickly, he took a sniff, and moment later, he was done with it all. He had eaten all of his bags in one go, it seemed. He quickly went and checked himself. Sure enough, his wings had grown to full size. He... he could hardly express how happy that made him feel. To have wings. In addition, his boobs felt heavier, which he definitely enjoyed. As he looked at himself further after getting over that, he found that the frills on the side of his head were gone, and in their place were a large pair of bat ears. He could hear a lot more than he used to be able to now. His fangs had grown longer too, now impossible not to notice poking out of his mouth. Speaking of which, his snout seemed to have shrunk inwards slightly, and his tail felt... shorter. And as he looked back, he found the spade on it replaced with a tuft of sleek red hair, a mixture of his own tail, his new hair, and the tail style of the bat gremlins. As one final thing, it seemed that he'd lost a bit of the height he'd gained from the Fire Rubies, which he felt was a shame, but agreed was a fair trade for the wings.
Spike continued to pose for himself before he sat down, content that he'd tried enough things today. He... he was different now. He was a lot more feminine for one thing. And as he thought on that, a few questions came to him. For instance... was he still technically a he? He laid upon his bed and stroked his chin as he thought it over.
Sure, he wasn't technically male. But really? Even with all the changes, deep down he felt that they didn't change who he was inside. He was still Spike the Dragon. And no matter what he looked like, no matter what parts he had, he would still be male inside. Even if somehow he lost his cock, he'd consider himself male. It's just what felt right. Still though, he felt he could be a male and still look like this if he wanted to.
Smiling and nodding along with his decision, he let out a pleased sigh. He was definitely going to get used to this new body. And a part of him was excited to see what new changes happened in the future.
Author's Note
I'd initially wanted this to be a chapter dealing with Spike exploring deeper into the caverns with just a bit of changes at the beginning. But it quickly spiral into a chapter completely dedicated to him experimenting with items and changes to achieve a new form. So, new chapter with new monsters next time instead. Probably not tomorrow because I have work, but sometime soon.
Since the ifrits are a race I won't actually be introducing to the story, I'll just go ahead and do their bestiary page here since Spike's already shown a deal about them.
Ifrits: These mysterious beings are rumored to be a type of genie mixed with a demon, creating the powerful fire controlling beings known as ifrits. Legends say they take the form of tall, strong, red skinned women with fiery hair. It's said that they dance in the desert heat, shaking their massive hips in an alluring belly dance to generate even more heat for the scorching desert. They decorate themselves in gold and rubies, and it is said that they secretly pack a surprise for unwary travelers beneath their loincloths. Those who believe these beings existed claim that they grew too defiant of the demons and were taken away or killed, leaving only their rubies behind, which were scattered deep underground where they wouldn't be found.
Cavern City's local weapon shop honestly wasn't very well stocked. The bats didn't have much use for weaponry, and didn't mine any metals to refine to make weapons. Instead, they just collected and sold any weapons they managed to find or sell from the surface in their raids. Thus, there wasn't a large selection for Spike to choose from. Rusted and bent blades filled up most of the display, and the few weapons that did look to be in good condition didn't look like they'd suit him at all. He wanted a nice short sword, something fast yet strong, like him. None of these weapons seemed to call to him at all. With a grunt, he put away the warhammer he'd been looking at. He wasn't getting anywhere here. As he turned to leave, however, the shopkeep stopped him.
"Wait, Sir Dragon! I have something here that might help you!" she said, pulling something out from beneath her counter. She sat down a golden sword hilt with a slot to insert a gemstone, in a vaguely familiar shape. "This relic was found in a large cache of fire rubies. We think it's magic of some kind. I've been holding on to it, waiting for someone who might be strong enough to unleash its full potential. Maybe you're the one. For 100 gems, I'll give it to you along with a bag of fire rubies it was found with!"
Spike raised an eyebrow. Frankly, it sounded like a scam. Still though... looking at that blade hilt, it seemed to call to him. It felt like he needed it. This feeling... it was the same that he'd felt when he'd started indulging in fire rubies. He'd learned to trust this feeling. With that in mind, he dug through his money bag and found he had just enough gems to afford it. He paid his dues and took the hilt and the rubies, stuffing them into his free pockets. With that, he took his leave, heading to the training grounds.
Holding the bladeless sword in his hands, Spike let out a sigh. He'd been examining the thing for over an hour, and nothing had come of it. He hadn't discovered anything. He felt like it had some magic in it, but he couldn't figure out what it was. Rubbing his forehead with a groan, he sat the hilt down and turned to the fire rubies. Before he'd help himself to them, he wanted to try something. He stood and faced the straw targets he'd set up, and started to dance, shaking his hips to his mystic beat until it came time to let loose and blast out the built up flame. The target was ignited, just as he'd thought.
Once he'd rested a bit, he turned to another target, taking a deep breath to build up his other fire source. With a mighty roar, he let loose a massive plume of green fire, incinerating the target to ash immediately. This confirmed what he'd been thinking. His breath fire was stronger than the fire his dancing made. However, it also left him open to attack and tired him out. If only he could get his dancing flames stronger too...
He grabbed up a fire ruby and ate it. Maybe eating more would increase his power further. Instead, he felt something... strange. His scales began to smooth out and fade in certain places, a strange and alien feeling for him. Quickly locating a mirror, he gasped to find himself staring at a tan, human female face. He still retained her fangs and slit pupils, but as he looked over his body, it seemed that only his arms and legs retained their scales, like a strange set of gloves and boots. His face, breasts, and ass were all smooth and soft, and tanned as if by the desert's heat. He... he didn't want this. For the first time since he'd arrived here, he didn't feel like a dragon. It honestly upset him. For the first time in a long while, it felt like he was losing what made him who he was.
Spike sat down, his cheek resting in the palm of his claw. He realized he'd grown too addicted to the fire rubies. He was losing himself to them. Sure, the power was great. And his body was beautiful. But he was going too far. He wasn't truly a dragon any more, and that was the one thing he'd always taken pride in. He didn't mind the loss of gender, he'd never cared about it. But the loss of his species, his identity? That was going too far. He couldn't rightly call himself Spike the Dragon anymore...
"What am I doing?" he asked himself in his new, exotically feminine tone. "Am I really going to let myself change so much?"
He fell onto his back with a sigh, not knowing what to do. Then, he turned to look at the bag of the remaining fire rubies. He took one out and stared up at it angrily. He was done with these. In his frustration, he blew a small plume of green flame at it. However, he found himself entranced at what he saw happen.
The green flames danced around the ruby before absorbing into it. The ruby flashed hot white briefly before turning green. A green fire ruby? Or... a fire emerald now? Enthralled by the fact the ruby had taken his magic into it, he ate it out of pure stupor and curiosity. Immediately he felt a rush of power. But this time... it felt familiar. A mixture of his true nature and the power of the fire ruby. He moaned out as his body pulsed with pleasure all of a sudden. When the feelings subsided, he looked at himself once more.
His scales had come back in, and began to return to their natural purple color. His snout had even extended once more. He felt even more powerful, and as he looked down, he saw that his cock had grown too big for its sheath, and now permanently hung out for all to see. He felt his head, and found that the bat ears he'd gained had returned to his old frills. And even better, he'd grown horns. Small ones, but still, a pair of horns curling back off of his head.
He'd found a way to compromise with the fire rubies. He could still gain their power, but now they were even stronger, and had his draconic nature instilled into them. Eager, he blew fire onto the remaining three, and ate two. He grew in strength and size, hands groping at himself as his curves and cock expanded. His hair turned into a vibrant emerald color, matching his flaming breath. His wings and tail grew stronger, and his horns lengthened out nicely. His face returned to a perfect dragon muzzle, and a smile played his lips as he looked over his new amazonian body. He looked so much like his old self... but better. So much better. This. This was what he'd truly wanted. Every inch of his body felt like it had been sculpted to perfection. Now , now he felt worthy of being called Spike the Dragon.
He looked down at the last fire emerald. He brought it up to his lips to take the final bite, but then a thought occurred to him. He looked to the discarded sword hilt, then lifted it up to examine the slot. Now he saw it; it was meant to hold a fire ruby in the handle. He smiled as he looked at the gem in his hand.
"Let's see how you like something a bit more powerful..."
He stuck the gemstone into its slot, fitting it in perfectly. Suddenly, the hilt glowed brightly before a plume of emerald flame burst forth from it in the shape of a sword blade. He wielded it, and it felt like it had been made for him. He took a few practice swipes with it, then attacked his targets, watching as they cleaved and crumpled at his powerful, rapid strikes. He'd finally found a weapon worthy of him.
Putting it away, he grinned to himself. Things had turned in his favor it seemed. And now, he was going to go back down and show those golems who the boss around these caves was...
Spike stomped his foot down in a dramatic pose as he stood before a crystal golem he'd found wandering the caverns. It turned to face him before quickly advancing towards him. This one seemed more blocky than the other one; perhaps it was male? Regardless, Spike sprinted forward before vaulting over the golem, knocking it over in the process. It let out a metallic grunt as it crashed down with a resounding thud, but quickly lifted itself up. It jabbed its spiked arm at him, but he quickly parried with his new sword before countering with a quick blow to the head. The golem stumbled back, then charged with a roar, only for Spike to sidestep it and slash at its exposed back. The golem fell, and soon shattered, leaving only its heart. He proudly collected his trophy. He knew he could beat them now.
Suddenly, the sound of thudding footsteps echoed out through the caves as another shining being stepped into view. This golem was smoother, looking almost mannequin-like. A pure crystal humanoid with no features to it, just smooth crystal. This one was clearly female by the subtle curves of its body.
The smoother golem seemed to glare at him, and he noticed a shining light on her 'face,' almost like a giant eye. She raised her hand to point at him accusingly as an aggressively feminine groan echoed from within her. Spike took on a fighting stance as she did the same, and before he'd even had a chance to collect himself from the last fight, he found himself charging towards the new golem as she did the same.
They struck one another, both frozen in place momentarily from the force of impact before breaking apart. This new variety was notably stronger than the other kind he'd fought, and faster too. Her movements were precise and sure, and as her fist flew at him and connected with his chest, sending him flying into the far wall, he knew he'd be in for a fight.
He pulled himself out and lunged out of the way as she leaped forward, smashing into the wall he'd just hit. As she pulled herself out, he slashed at her, wincing slightly at the echoing howl of pain she made. She slapped him away before changing her hands into the same spikes her rougher cousins had used, only these looked much more lethal from their smooth shape. She charged forward, and as he rolled out of the way he watched as the needled arm pierced through the solid stone floor. She turned to look at him as she effortlessly pulled her arm out.
Spike, knowing he'd have to change strategy, began to dance, swiftly moving to magical beat of his inner flame as it commanded his every footstep, leading him out of each of her attempted blows. With each shake of his hips, he dodged her gracefully, and it sounded as though she were growing frustrated with her lack of success. As she smashed the floor to grab a boulder to try and hurl at him, he unleashed the climax of his dance. A massive burst of green flame erupted from his hands, and he listened to her scream as she was engulfed. When the flames cleared, she was laying on the ground, seemingly cold and lifeless, the light on her face gone.
He went over to her side, only for her to jerk to life again. However, instead of attacking, she rose and stood before him like a statue. He wasn't quite sure how to take this, but... he got an idea of what was intended here.
"Sit down," he commanded to her, going off of a hunch. Sure enough, she obeyed, dropping down to the ground into a sitting position. "Spread your legs." She did so, and Spike was disappointed to find a smooth, featureless crotch. "Oh, fuck me..."
However, his off hand remarks seemed to register as a command for her. She rose and advanced on him, pressing her cold body against his in a strangely passionate way. Her hands ran over his cock, rubbing it into erection before guiding him on top of her on the ground. She led his cock towards her groin, and as she pressed it against her, it somehow phased inside. The feeling made Spike gasp out as his cock was massaged by what felt like pure magic, every inch of it squeezed perfectly as he began to thrust into her eagerly. She laid there, taking it without protest, occasionally making a slight moaning sound. Spike went on and on, using this golem to give him a bit of relief before he returned home. He kept going and going, thrusting harder and harder into the uncaring thing, until finally he blew his load inside of her. He could actually see his cum inside of her translucent body. As he pulled out, she simply laid there, unmoving. He felt no further use for her. He would leave her for the others of her kind to find her and presumably fix her. He had no more business here now.
He had proven himself against them. Sure, he would need more training. And he had the feeling that he shouldn't underestimate them again. But for now, he was satisfied. He reached into his pockets, pulling out the crystal hearts he'd collected. Shrugging, he placed one experimentally into his mouth, chewing it into a fine powder. After a moment, he felt no real change, so he ate the other. They were tasty to be sure, but they weren't giving him any real sense of change. Once he'd returned to his home though, he looked and saw that there had been a slight effect to him. His hair now seemed to constantly sparkle and shine, and his scales seemed to have an almost crystalline shine to them. They actually felt a bit harder too. He chuckled to himself at the sight.
With that out of the way, he laid down with a yawn. He'd been busy these past few days. Maybe now he would take a chance to rest for a little while. Enjoy himself some more. He felt he deserved it. After all, it wasn't easy being Spike the Dragon.
Author's Note
Welp. My inspiration's back. Huzzah!
Smooth-cut Crystal Golem: These are an older stage of the golem's evolution. Their bodies refine themselves over time, becoming smooth and without imperfections. This allows them greater strength and agility, as well as a bit more intelligence than their weaker, younger selves. If defeated, however, it seems their mind goes into a sort of default state, in which they're highly susceptible to outside commands.
Fire Emerald: Not truly native to Mareth. The result of Spike mixing the ancient fire magic of the ifrits with his own special magic dragon breath from Equestria to create something even more potent and draconic in nature.
Spike arose to a new morning, stretching with a yawn. As he rose, he gazed at himself in the mirror before flashing a pose and blowing himself a kiss playfully. He was in a good mood today, because he planned to make this his day off. He would do no fighting unless he had to, he'd focus on spending time enjoying himself and living a little. And he knew just how to start.
As Spike walked into the throne room, the first thing he noticed was that Desmoda was no longer pregnant and had returned to her normal curvaceous hourglass. The second thing he noticed was the smirk she wore on her face. She was planning something... something Spike had a feeling he'd like.
"It's about time you showed your face again, Sir Dragon. And I see you've indulged yourself in some of the local cuisine? Ah, it matters not to me. As long as you still have the power to give me more children, I am content. Speaking of which, I believe there is someone who is quite eager to meet you..."
As if on cue, Spike heard the throne room doors opening before a loud squeal echoed out through the stone chamber. Spike soon found himself being tackled by something large, strong, and furry. As he rolled to face his assailant, he was stunned to see a beautiful young woman staring back at him cheerfully. His gaze searched over her, examining her closely.
She was just a head shorter than him, with a well-toned body and large round breasts. Her body was covered in reddish scales, although in certain places he could see tufts of fur, like around her neck and ankles. Her 'arms' were actually a large pair of wings with clawed hands at the end of them and the wing fingers stretching out from the wrist. She had scaled, clawed feet, and a long whipping tail with a tuft of fluff at the end. She gazed at him with emerald eyes full of curiosity. Her face was a slight reptilian muzzle with a pair of cute fangs sticking out, and a pair of small horns poked up and back out of her wild auburn hair. She was mostly draconic to be sure, but there was a lot about her that was like a bat as well.
"Oh my gosh! Are you my daddy? Damn, mom didn't say your tits were bigger than mine! Hey, you show me how you fucked her? She hasn't let me get laid yet. Ooooh wow your cock is huge! So hot!" She was... energetic.
"Sir Dragon, meet your daughter, Wigfrid. We have dubbed her breed the Wyvern, because of her fused arms and wings. We've discussed this to great length, and Wigfrid would prefer to accompany you rather than train with us. I am willing to let her go as the first of our offspring, as a thanks for your services. It is up to you whether or not she goes."
Spike looked at the eager hybrid girl, and after some consideration, he found he just couldn't say no to that face. With another squeal, she wrapped her arms around him into a near crushing hug. Spike hugged her back, reveling in the fact that he was officially a father. As she broke away, from the hug, he felt the Queen place a hand on his shoulder.
"Of course, I expect you to replace her. In bulk. My daughters and I are more than ready for you~..." With that, a small legion of vampires dropped from the ceiling where they'd been hiding, all bowing in unison to him. "Take us. Impregnate us so that we may bring forth more of your spawn into the world, noble dragon."
Spike grinned, cock already throbbing. Queen Desmoda immediately began to disrobe, intending to mate with him in front of her subjects. There were no words as Spike stripped as well, and once both were nude, they locked together, lips connected in a passionate frenzy. They could barely keep their hands off of each other as they explored each others curves. The Bat Queen then pulled away to lay on the ground, her legs spread wide and open for him. He eagerly slid forward, gently pressing the head of his massive cock against her surprisingly loose vagina. It seemed to stretch to fit him as he slowly began to thrust, shoving more and more length deeper into her with each motion of his hips.
"O-oh yesss~..." the Queen moaned out as her eyes rolled back in ecstasy. "Fill me, make me the vessel for your noble seed to grow~!"
Spike couldn't help but chuckle at her over dramatic display, but he wasn't complaining. He had a hot ass queen to nail, and so he did, ramming her with more and more of his giant cock into her, until he could see the head pocking against her stomach. She was screaming blissfully with each ram squirming happily against his mighty rod. She couldn't seem to form words as she came hard from his rough fucking. He kept going and going, fucking her completely senseless. He saw what a mess he'd made of the usually refined Queen, right in front of her subjects, her daughters, and the sight was so hot that he felt the pressure build up within. Finally, he let loose his torrent of cum into her, and he took great pleasure in watching her stomach bloat from the massive load as he finally pulled out.
As Desmoda caught her breath and recovered, the vampires descended on him for their turn. They swarmed around him lovingly, encouraging him to lay on the ground and let them do the work. As one vampire bat began to ease herself onto his still erect cock, the others worked to arouse him by fondling and groping at his sexual palace of a body. Their soft hands ran across his swollen nipples and massive ass as they ground their hips against him, eager for their turn. After a while, he began to return the favor, lifting one onto his face to eat out while he fingered another. Eventually, he came inside the one on his dick, bloating her up. Then another took her place, and things cycled from there. He would let them pleasure him, he would return the favor, he would cum, and the next girl would mount him. Wash, rinse, repeat.
After about ten more girls, the Queen finally called an end to the orgy. Spike was grateful, as his dick had begun to grow sore after the second hour. He'd cum more today than he had ever in his life. And if he was being honest with himself, it felt good to spread his powerful seed among these bats. He couldn't wait to see an army of wyverns, all his children. It was still mind boggling.
Speaking of children, Spike soon found Wigfrid with her claw furiously masturbating at herself. She'd apparently been watching the whole time, and judging from the notable puddle she'd formed, she'd been at her pussy for just as long. He snapped her out of it and began to lead her to his home. He made up a bed for her and showed her around.
"Nice place here! I think I'll be spending any time I'm not hanging with you exploring the surface. From what mom said, I shouldn't have to worry about the daylight hurting my eyes. So I'll be fine. Not many creatures here can fly anyway. I'll just see what I can find and bring anything interesting back home. Buuut anyway, we can worry about that later. For now, how about I thank you for bringing me here by showing you just how much I love my daddy~..."
Before what she'd said could register to Spike, he found her pushing him down onto the bed with a finger to his lips. She smirked to him and began to massage his cock lovingly, licking the tip with a teasing look in her eyes. Spike couldn't believe it. His own daughter was trying to fuck him. Actually... Spike realized that he should have expected something like this in a world this fucked up. This was probably par for the course for this world.
He couldn't wonder about this long though, as Wigfrid began to rub her chest against his cock, moaning as she pressed herself against his huge rod. A hand slunk down, and Spike gasped out as she began to finger him down below in his pussy as well. They said nothing to each other. Spike just let her do her thing. For one so young, she knew a lot about how to pleasure him well.
After some time of this, Spike found himself cumming from the pussy. He realized he'd been neglecting that area. He liked the feeling of it being filled... lewd thoughts about cocks started to float through his mind, only to be shattered away as he watched Wigfird lick his pussy juices off of her fingers.
"Mmm~... spicy! Let's see if your cum tastes just as good~..." With that, she began to blow him, wrapping her muzzle around his cock, happily sucking him off. Spike took a certain perverse pleasure in watching his wyvern daughter slurping at his cock. Maybe it was the corruption talking, but he loved his daughter's slutty mouth as she drove herself deeper and deeper on his fat dragon dick. And he was more than happy to feed her his cum, letting out the last of it just for her. He smiled as he watched her cheeks bulge, before she began to greedily drink it up.
Spike let his head fall back then. He was exhausted, but happy. After a moment, he felt Wigfrid, slumping down on top of him with a girlish giggle, nuzzling loving against his massive breasts.
"Love you, dad~..." she purred out as she made herself comfortable.
Spike couldn't help but smile down at her, saying one thing before he passed out from exhaustion. "Love you too, sweetheart."
Author's Note
Wyverns: The result of a pairing between the powerful Equestrian Magic Dragon (i.e., Spike) and any of the more powerful bat gremlins, these draconic girls are wild. They lack a lot of self-restraint, both sexually and in terms of combat. They are gifted with both their father's power of fire, though less powerful, and their mother's flight. While not as powerful as true dragons, the wyverns are nothing to laugh at.
Spike let out a sigh of relief as the tenth crystal golem he'd encountered today fell to the ground, deactivated and harmless. He'd been trekking further downward all day, trying to find the source of all of these parasitic beings. And he had not had much luck. For whatever reason, more golems were venturing further up towards the Cavern City. If he had to wager a guess, he'd say it might have been because of his actions that caused them to drive forward. So far, he hadn't gotten any farther than the last time he'd traveled. While he still had his strength, he was beginning to tire. His fire felt weak, and he had started to lose his edge around the seventh golem. He'd taken a few hits, and he had nothing to heal himself with. Thankfully, he'd been able to prevent any crystallization from occurring, but he couldn't help but feel it was only a matter of time...
Heading for the crystal cavern entrance, he found the way guarded by yet another crystal golem. Only this one was... much more advanced. It looked just like the smooth one, only as if it had the fine details of a human body etched perfectly into it. He (Spike had noticed the masculine features and... nether parts) was a perfect crystalline human statue. And he were glaring at Spike distastefully.
"You..." the golem spoke in a ringing monotonous voice. "You are... the slayer of... our children..."
The golem took a single, threatening step forward, eyes locked on target as his hands morphed into spikes. He pointed one towards Spike with a scowl.
"You... shall be... assimilated!"
With that, the golem lunged, barely missing Spike as he rolled out of the way. Spike retaliated with his sword, searing off one of the golem's hands when he tried to catch the blade. He grunted in what sounded more like mild discomfort than genuine pain before reforming his missing hand and continuing the fight, jabbing with precise strikes in an attempt to bring Spike down. On and on this went, and just as Spike grew tired of fighting, he found that the golem had no such restrictions. It kept marching on endlessly, trying to forcibly convert him into a crystalis. But Spike would have none of that.
Using a quick burst of energy, Spike leaped into the air, given extra distance by his powerful leathery wings, before he flew down on his opponent, wielding his sword of flame to cease this battle once and for all. The sword struck down the entirety of the golem's body, and Spike smiled as he watched it lock up in a familiar way, going rigid before falling to the ground.
Now, Spike had been leaving the other golem's behind after finishing them off. However, this time he felt the need to relieve a bit of his stress from all of this fighting. So, as the golem arose with a blank expression, Spike smirked to himself as his hand began to stroke the crystal humans cock.
"Resetting... debug mode activated... input commands..."
Spike smirked as he looked at the cock. He'd never taken one in his new pussy yet, and he figured that it was about time he tried it out. "Lay back and let me use your cock." The golem obeyed, laying back as his cock immediately grew rigid for him. Spike held back a laugh as he lowered himself onto his first cock moaning as it began to enter his wet pussy. Slowly, he began to bounce on it, up and down, working his massive hips to squeeze the cock deep inside of him. The golem made no motion to show it cared either way.
Spike continued to use his sapient dildo, going faster and faster, filling the caverns with the sounds of his moans as he pleasured his needy pussy. This was just what he needed. Of course it was a shame that the crystal man was too small for him, didn't fill him up enough. He would need to find a bigger cock to fill his pussy in the future... but that didn't matter right now, as Spike rode that cock to the point of orgasm, letting that pent up frustration flow out of his loins onto the crystal crotch of his docile partner.
After thrusting for a few minutes more, it became clear the golem didn't reciprocate his desires and wouldn't be giving him much in return, so Spike simply rose and moved on. He felt refreshed, energized... and strangely, he felt even more horny now. His cock throbbed slightly, and when he walked into a chamber with three female golems, with well-defined features like the last one, he couldn't help but grin as he prepared to fight.
It had been a long, hard battle, but Spike had come out victorious. Now, he had something long and hard that he planned to put to good use on three certain golem girls. With a single command, their bodies began to move to pleasure him, rubbing their erotically hard yet gentle forms against him. He thought he'd be too big to have one ride him as he laid down to let them care for him; he had underestimated how much their bodies could take. The girl who mounted him shimmered, and the cock phased through her spread legs perfectly as she began to ride him, while the other two played at and sucked on his breasts. Spike was in heaven. His cock was being rubbed on from all sides, and he was already feeling close, while two hot girls sucked at his plump nipples. Soon enough, he found himself cumming his massive load into the crystal golem on his cock, watching as she absorbed it all inside of her. With that out of the way, he commanded them to stand down. It was time to move on.
Trekking further down, he found himself coming into a massive cavern, a dead end. His gaze went up, up, up towards the ceiling as he let out a gulp from what he saw. The entire far wall of the cavern room was home to a colossal female golem who stared down at him emotionlessly. From the waist down she was merged with the crystals of the wall. It was astonishing how much she dwarfed him, she was easily the biggest thing he'd encountered in this world. He looked as though he could fit in her palm, like he was but a small snack to her.
"Why have you come here?" echoed out the giant golem. "Why do you fight my children and resist our perfection? Join with us. Become one with us. We must spread. We most grow. The Crystal Empire shall rise."
Spike barely had time to think about what she was saying before a massive hand swatted at him, smacking him across the room. As he peeled himself off, he rushed forward to try and fight back. With a lunge he plunged his sword into her palm... doing nothing but giving her a slightly inconvenient prick. His sword was little more than a thorn to her. And so she swatted at him again. And again. And again. Over and over she attacked him, seeming almost bored with it, while Spike grew more and more beaten up, to the point he could barely stand.
"I expected more. You are too weak. You must perish."
As the massive hand of the giant golem came down at him, Spike felt nothing but pain throughout his body. It made him... mad. Angry. Enraged even. He couldn't let himself die. He couldn't fall here. He had to survive. He had to be strong. He had to win! And just as the hand was about to crush him, something happened.
As he grew enraged at the prospect of losing, so did his strength and size. He began to rapidly grow, bigger and bigger. His muscles, his breasts, his cock, every part of him grew, until he was matched for size with her. His mind was a haze. All he could think of was to attack the one who had hurt him. And so he did, lunging forward to maul at the now surprised golem, knocking her out with a fire blast to the face. Finished with his work... Spike, in his massive, more primal state, did the first thing he thought of. He took his now gigantic cock and forced it into the golem's mouth. She didn't gag and didn't resist, only moaning as he fucked her throat with his mighty rod. He didn't hold back any, roaring out as he rammed it down as far as possible, blowing out a true flood of cum, enough to fill a pool, all into the giant's mouth. And he didn't stop. He kept going and going, and she kept taking each and every load, her crystal body swelling and straining more and more with each torrent down her throat.
Finally, after ten rounds, she'd had enough. She literally burst, shattering into millions of tiny shards. And with that, Spike finally shrunk down, amazed and mildly terrified at what had just happened. Sitting in the middle of the pile of shards the golem had left was... the same golem. Only now, she was notably smaller. While she was still bigger than her brethren, she was definitely not anywhere as huge as she once was. Not only that, but she now had nice, shapely legs. And apparently she wasn't entirely a she, judging from that generous looking cock between her legs.
Soon enough, the golem rose, although it wasn't in the mechanical fashion the others had. She turned to Spike with a somewhat sad look on her face.
"I... you have defeated me. I am now yours. I shall serve you to the best of my abilities, master." She ducked into a curt bow, obviously serious about serving him.
"Um... okay. I'm Spike. And you are?"
"I have no name. I was once Crystal Queen of the Crystal Empire. But now I am not. I no longer control the hive mind. My children are free willed now. Now I am yours. If you wish to name me, then you may name me."
Spike wasn't sure what to make of this exchange. However, the fact that the crystal golems wouldn't be attacking any more was a relief at least. "I uh... I'll call you... Sapphire. I like sapphires, so yeah. That's a good name I guess."
"Then is shall be so."
As Spike left, he found all the crystal golems in all their various stages wandering around, unsure of themselves. The more advanced ones were at least trying to work things out, and after talking with some of them, he let them know that now that they were peaceful that they would be more than welcome to come to Cavern City. They could use all the help they could get up there.
And so he lead them onwards, up into the city. After a brief discussion with Desmoda to explain what happened, she was indeed glad to have the crystal golems as a part of her society, especially since their relentless nature and lack of sex-drive would serve them well in the war against the demons. It also quickly became apparent that, when docile like this, the golems made for great sex partners, really helping to calm down the high libidos of the bat-gremlins who couldn't catch mates.
Spike returned home with Sapphire and introduced her to Wigfrid, and Sapphire immediately set about to tidying up the cave, making herself useful. As she worked, Spike and his daughter delighted in watching that shiny ass sway together. Things were really working out for him today.
Author's Note
And here we are once again!
Perfected Crystal Golem: The most advanced stage in their lifespan, these golems are the only ones capable of speech and rational thought. Of course, this used to be suppressed by the Queen's hive mind, but now they are allowed to do what they wish and be individuals.
Crystal Queen: The first ever crystal golem, created as a prototype weapon against the demon hordes. Unfortunately, she became too intelligent and powerful, and felt the best way to fulfill her purpose would be to build an army of perfect beings like her. And so she began the process of converting her former masters into her new children.
Final Stance: A sort of racial perk for Spike's breed of dragon, when either enraged or unbelievably horny, he will transform into a colossal version of himself until the issue is gone. His entire body grows, but certain parts may increase more (more rage means more over all size and muscles, more lust means more growth in the sexy regions.)
Spike awoke to find his new crystal golem slave fucking his daughter's brains out. While not an unpleasant thing to wake up to, he didn't have time to join in today. Still, for a brief moment he sat and watched as Sapphire thrust her long, hard, crystal cock into Wigfrid's tight snatch repeatedly without either of them showing signs of exhaustion. Spike chuckled as he rose from his bed and at a hearty breakfast of gems. Today was a big day for him. Today, he was officially going to explore more of the surface. He'd been spending far too much time in the caves, and while he still loved Cavern City, he knew that he'd need to explore elsewhere now that he'd basically gone as deep as he could.
Bidding his two lovely ladies farewell, he set off onto the surface, trekking through the misty wasteland to the only other location he'd ever known: the forest. After so much time down below in the caverns, the sight of the light of day was a little harsh on his eyes, and the scents of the forest were almost over-powering. But he pushed on, slicing through any underbrush that got in his way.
Soon enough, he came upon a clearing with a bizarre sight. A curvaceous looking anthropomorphic bee giving him a sultry look. The glade was filled with the alluring scent of honey as the bee indicated she wanted him to come closer. Curious, he obeyed, and listened to her requests. He wasn't absolutely thrilled with the idea of being filled with bee eggs, so he politely declined and forced himself to depart from the intoxicating aroma. The bee was cute, sure, but even still, she wasn't his type.
After a while longer, Spike found himself being attacked by a plant of some kind. It appeared to be a large, writhing bush of tentacle-like vines, lashing out in an attempt to grab at him. Spike wasn't having any of that, and quickly began to hack at it with his flaming blade before launching a large fire breath at the disgusting thing. Needless to say, it didn't stick around long. As the tainted plant beast retreated, Spike huffed in frustration. Something about this place felt so dull compared to his old haunts in the caves. Maybe it was just that he was more at home in cavernous places due to his draconic nature, but whatever the case, he found himself having little reason to stick around here. He wanted to find adventure elsewhere.
As he made his way for the forest's exit, he stumbled upon something. A small clearing, with nothing but a single little dried stem growing out of the center of it. The light shined down on it through the canopy like a beacon. And as he gazed at it, a single phrase entered his mind:
"Feed me... "
Immediately, Spike felt the urge to masturbate on to this plant, stroking his dick at it while biting his puffy lower lip in anticipation. He didn't know why he was doing this, running his hands over his massive dragon cock faster and faster, desperate to 'water' the little plant. But it felt like the right thing to do, so by Celestia he was going to do it. He moaned out as his knees buckled from the pleasure, his cock twitching in his hands as he jerked himself off hard. He needed to cum. He needed to give this plant his cum. And so he didn't blowing his hot seed all around and over the little brown sprig.
The ground seemed to soak up the cum unnaturally quickly, and before his eyes the tiny plant grew green once more and even increased in size. He felt the need to help it more. But he didn't feel as though it was worth coming back to this forest repeatedly just to water it every day. Then, he got an idea. He dug up the plant, careful not to hurt its roots, then carried it with him back to his home. Carefully, he dug a spot for it next to the cave entrance and replanted it. And thankfully, it seemed to accept its new home. It was then that he decided he would feed it once a day, either giving it his cum or a taste of any liquids he found and thought to give it, as it didn't seem to care. He was going to grow this thing eventual, so help him.
Satisfied with his gardening skills, he journeyed out in some random direction, wanting to find something new and exciting. And after a good deal of walking, he came across something. The ground turned to sand under his claws, and the sound of crashing waves rolled in from the distance. Spike had discovered an ocean front beach! He could see the waves in the distance, with a thick mist blocking out the horizon. As he gazed out, he wondered what new things he would see here.
It was then that he saw a massive, scaled tail arcing through the water way off in the distance, returning down into the water. Seeing that gave him a certain scale of what to expect here. Something told him this place would be a challenge... and a fun one at that!
He headed down the beach front towards the water when his foot bumped into something, causing him to stop and swear from his stubbed toe. He looked down, and saw the corner of what looked like a treasure chest! Spike couldn't believe his luck, and immediately began to dig it up. After about an hour of fierce digging, he had it up. However, before he could open it, suddenly the chest sprung to life. A pair of fierce looking pincers came out of either side of its body as a set of long pointed legs grew form under it. It opened wide, revealing a set of teeth as it tried to bite down on his head. He dove back and retrieved his sword before lunging forward to battle the strange crab-like creature. The creature dodged his swing before giving him a rapid strike to his side with one of its claws. He rolled out of the hit and noticed it had snatched a crystal heart off of him, stuffing the stolen treasure into its mouth. Spike, rightfully upset at the loss of his property, dove forward again to deliver a deadly slash to the creature before it could react this time.
The chest fell to the ground, legs, claws, and teeth retracting as it became just a normal chest. Spike dug around inside, but couldn't find the item it had stolen. However, he was able to snag some money and another item the creature seemed to have swallowed. It was a long-stemmed bottle with a milky substance inside. The label showed a large-breasted woman feeding two men from her tits as they jerked off, and read "LaBova." Interested, Spike popped the cork and gave it a sniff, cringing slightly at the vague stench he'd come to recognize as the stench of corruption. Perhaps the alchemist in Cavern City could purify it for him... As he pondered this, the chest slammed itself closed and reburied itself, vanishing from sight.
Spike would have to keep an eye out for those creatures again. It looked like they ate a lot of items; chances are they might have some rare ones now and then. For now though, Spike felt his day at the beach was done. He'd return to explore more later, of course. There was so much potential for new adventures here.
Author's Note
Woo! New area to explore, new monsters to fight!
In any case, time for the bestiary.
The Beach : The pristine sands seem to stretch out for miles, and the sea looks as though it may have no end. This place is great to relax on, as long as you keep one eye on the waters; they hide many secrets, and you don't want them slipping up on you while you sunbath.Mimic Crab : This demon-altered trap-beast is a massive pain in any treasure hunter's backside. They lie in wait for a pirate or other assortment of thief or adventurer to dig them up, then attack, stealing any loot the may have and hopefully grabbing up the victims themselves. Demons will stop by every now and then to empty the crabs, taking any victims or interesting items for themselves. If you defeat a mimic crab, you have a good chance of finding a rare item some unfortunate soul lost.
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.
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.
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…
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.
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.
“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!”
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.
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.
As Spike made his way back to Captain Fynn’s ship the next day, he recounted to himself what he’d seen on the way out. The plant he’d been growing had been drastically different as he checked it as he did every day. Instead of the tall, stemmed plant it had been, in its place was a single massive blossom sprouting up out of the ground, big enough to swallow him whole if it wanted. It didn’t seem to need any ‘watering’ this time, so he left it to do its own thing. Besides, he was excited to see what he could find on the open seas.
Soon enough, he had found the docks again and was boarding the Dark Mistress. Fynn’s crew greeted him cheerfully, happy to see their savior again. He happened to notice that they seemed keen to stay busy, running about the ship frantically as they made sure everything was in order.
The captain soon emerged from her room, immediately spotting Spike. Her voluptuous form was fitted into a classy looking new uniform, fitting her piratical nature. With a cocky grin, she strutted over to him, and as she walked Spike noticed a certain bulge in her britches.
“Ahoy there, matey! I see you’re admiring my old friend there. Yeah, that old bastard enchanted it away when he forced me to be his sex slave. Glad to have it back though! Helps to keep this lot off of their backsides.” She patted the bulge with a chuckle, looking over to her fellow sea goblins.
Her crewmates each winced and rubbed their rears at that before jumping back to work, not wanting to look like they were slacking off on the job. Still, they didn’t look unhappy or upset. If anything, they seemed happier than anything to have their captain back.
“So! Formal introductions! The tall fellow here is Mister Briggs, our navigator.” Briggs stopped swabbing the deck briefly to take a bow.
“The short guy is Shankskin, but you can call him Shanks. He’s our lookout man.” Shanks waved as he polished the cannon he was perched on.
“And this big lug is Gruff. He’s our gunner and chef.” The giant goblin held out a massive hand to shake, giving a happy grunt as Spike obliged him.
“Now then, shall we set sail for adventure?” Spike readily agreed, and with that the crew made their preparations. In moments, the ship was leaving the docks to sail out onto the mysterious, misty seas.
Spike sat in the Captain’s chamber with Fynn, sharing some tea with her as the crew sailed on. While he was here, he struck up a conversation with her, recounting his journey’s, both before and after coming to this strange, cursed land. She let out a laugh as he finished.
“Well now! And here I thought we were the adventurous sort! You sure do get around lad! Gallivanting all over and such! Well, I can’t say I have too many adventures under my belt. I hadn’t had this ship and crew for long before that old sea goat took over. You see, we sea goblins were just some demon experiment to make creatures that could survive underwater. That’s why me and my mates are so varied; we were the first and as far as we can tell only batch of sea goblins, so they didn’t really perfect us to the point of mass production like those bouncy land goblins or those bat gremlins you told me about.
“As soon as they were sure they could make sea creatures out of us, they turned it on themselves. That’s where those sea devils came from, demons who mixed what they used on us with themselves. Apparently they wanted to spread their corruption to the creatures of the depths. I haven’t gotten much opportunity to sail out and see what they’ve done with the place. So I’m as curious as you, mate.”
Before Spike could ponder this, a shout came from the deck. Spike and Fynn rushed out, only to find the ship about to sail into strange tides. More specifically, the entire sea before them was coated in a strange, pink substance, looking like some sort of paint spilled across the water. Suddenly, a massive squid-like creature, the same color as the substance, took a flying leap up out of the water towards them, crashing into the water and causing a massive wave that knocked everyone off of their feet. As Spike rose again, he found himself staring at a colossal humanoid figure rising from the spot the squid had landed.
It was definitely female, looking for the most part like a human woman with a somewhat average figure. However, she was big enough that she could probably pick up the large pirate ship in both hands if she wanted. She was clothed too, wearing a tube top to cover her chest and a sweater tied around her waist as if it were a skirt. Even more interesting were her facial features. She smiled down with strange, sharp teeth. Her hair appeared to be made up of tentacles of the same color as the squid and the ink. There were four smaller tentacles, curling down and back like a bob cut, and then two longer tentacles tied back in a ponytail, both with the signature club shape at the end. Her eyes were ringed with a black mask-like marking.
The massive woman stood above them, arms crossed and grin wide, staring down with lidded eyes. Spike was both enthralled and intimidated by the sight. He stood there staring back as Fynn commanded her crew to prepare for an attack.
“Hey down there kids. Anyone want to ink it up with Mama Kraken?”
She began to bend down, attempting to pick up the ship. Everyone prepared for a fight… only for someone else to beat them to the punch, literally. A giant female anthropomorphic shark, the same size as Mama Kraken, had lunged out of the water to punch her in the face. The shark was less shapely than the squid, but had much, much more muscle to her.
“Back off you walking piece of candy-colored sushi! I’ve been stalking this thing for hours, they’re mine! You think you can take the Megalodon? Ha!”
The kraken woman shoved back up, furious. “You want to start a turf war bitch?! You’ve got it! I need that lay much more than you do! You know how many kids I have to take care of?! How many other Krakens I have to fight to keep this territory?! I NEED to get laid!”
The two gigantic sea monster women began to wrestle, throwing each other under the water and struggling against each other as they pressed their sexy, strong bodies into each other again and again. Spike would have found it arousing if it weren’t for the fact that this was threatening to capsize the boat. Suddenly, though, something picked them up out of the water and carried them away. Spike turned to look at their savior. A normal looking human face met them, massive and smiling kindly. He looked over the edge of the ship, but instead of seeing legs, he saw a massive familiar looking tail.
They had been rescued by a sea serpent naga.
“Sorry about those two. Male sea monsters seem hard to come by these days, so we’re all getting a little antsy. Definitely have to be careful, if either of those two had caught you alone, they would definitely would have used your ship as a dildo. So yeah. Definitely be prepared for a fight if you come out this way.”
The kind sea monster sat their ship down back near the beach before waving goodbye, sinking back into the waves and swimming off in an arching motion.
“Well… I’d say that’s enough sailing for one day. So… hey dragon boy, that reminds me. Take this!” Fynn tossed him a conch shell. A glowing conch shell. “Put your ear to that. It’s got a bit of the enchantment that made us in it, so it should help you adapt to the water better, just in case.”
He nodded, then put the conch shell up to the ear scales beneath his frills. The sounds of the ocean filled his mind, briefly erasing all else. Then it cleared, and the glow left the shell. Feeling something odd against his neck, Spike lifted his hand up to it, only to feel strange ridges under the scales there. He had grown gills.
Then Spike felt a pair of hands wrapping around his waist, felt breasts pressing against his back. He turned to see Fynn giving him a ‘bed me’ look, before pulling away and strutting off to her quarters, swinging her hips enticingly. Before Spike could make any response, he felt a hand thump his back as Briggs gave him an encouraging wink, pushing him towards her direction.
He decided to go for it, following her into her room and finding her stripping down for him. She looked amazing, and the foot long cock dangling between her legs was definitely a plus. Spike stripped down as Fynn laid herself on her bed, rear facing him.
“You know, I never really use this ol’ slit of mine. At least, I didn’t until that bastard took me. You could say, I really don’t trust anyone with it. However… I trust you. I want you to fuck my pussy, plunder my booty. I want you to treat me like a… like a woman.” She definitely seemed to have trouble saying that, and Spike could tell this meant a lot to her.
Gently, he pressed his massive cock against her slit, trying to be careful not to hurt her. However, it seems his size does nothing but excite her further.
“Take me! You’re even bigger than that sea devil! I can take it all, just fuck me already, don’t hold back!”
Spike, not wanting to disappoint, thrust his hips forward, finding that her pussy was a hell of a lot more flexible than he’d assumed, taking all of his big, thick dragon cock with ease. He kept thrusting it deeper and deeper, harder and harder, feeling the hot, wet warmth of her pussy massaging his length. His strong claws groped at her ass as he thrust his body forward, his giant tits pressing against her back. And all the while she moaned and screamed in ecstasy, begging for more and more as she fell forward onto all fours, panting and moaning and groaning, loving every second of her fucking.
She came hard for him, girl cum going everywhere around his thrusting cock. She screamed for him, begging for him to fill her. And sure enough, Spike felt a familiar, pleasant pressure building down below. In a matter of seconds, he found himself blowing his massive load inside of her, watching as his virile cum flooded her womb, bloating her stomach bigger and bigger until it looked nice, big, tight, and round. Spike pulled out, leaving her panting on the bed, drooling with a dopey smile that didn’t seem to fit her well. He sat by her side as she recovered.
She turned to him with a smile. “Thanks, love… that meant a lot to me. Here, hold on a sec. I’ve got a gift for ye.” She shakily rose, stumbling over to her closet and tossing out an outfit. “Try that on for size. You’re an official pirate crew member in my book! I want you as my second in command, been needing one for a long time. You’re one of us mate!”
Spike looked at the uniform, then back to the dridder-scale armor that he’d been wearing for so long. He eventually decided on the pirate clothes. With the tall, heeled boots, big coat, and wide brimmed hat, Spike felt like a real member of the crew now. He felt damn sexy in this outfit too. He gave his captain a salute, eliciting a slight giggle from the usually tough acting goblin. She came forward and gave him a hug, which he gladly returned.
“You come back soon now, or I’ll make you walk the plank, ya hear?” she said as she playfully punched his shoulder.
Waving goodbye to his new crew, he made his way home, happy in his new clothes and happier to have helped his friend.
As Spike found his way back to the cave entrance, he passed by the plant once again. He hadn’t planned to stop. That is… not until he had noticed it had begun to glow as he passed it. He turned and stepped forward, placing his hand against the giant petals, feeling the warmth emanating from it. Suddenly, the giant flower bud began to open, a blinding light coming forth from it. Spike had to turn to shield his eyes.
When the light faded and Spike could see again, he turned to gaze upon the amazing sight before him. Standing in the place the plant had been was a beautiful creature, a strange human plant hybrid of sorts. Her skin was a vibrant green color, her eyes solid, glowing yellow pools. Her deep green vine hair hung back to her shoulders, and a flower like the one that had grown on her plant decorated her hair just above one of her pointed ears.
She had a voluptuous figure that was to die for, almost as curvaceous as Spike himself. Her massive melons and thick thighs were accentuated by her thin waist. She wore high-heeled, knee-high boots, elbow-length gloves, and a tight corset, all made out of some form of flexible bark. Interestingly, her gloves and boots seemed to have claw like protrusions on them. And as she smiled wider, for him, he could see fangs in her mouth, similar to his own.
“Thank you, noble Champion. I am the last of the Forest Nymphs. We were once guardians of the forest’s purity. However, my sisters were all poisoned and corrupted by the demons. Only I remained, having turned myself into a seed to hide myself. You have grown me and tended to me, and I have been blessed to have taken on aspects of your noble dragon blood into myself to help me be stronger. I shall forever serve you in every way that I can. I can help to keep you pure of all corruption.”
Spike stood and stared as the beautiful plant girl got down on her knees and brought out his cock, immediately setting to sucking it off expertly, evidently hungry for his cum. He decided to sit back and let her do her work, as she put more and more into it, giving him a blowjob that he would never forget. Her smooth tongue swirled his cock as she pulled more and more of him into her throat. She deepthroated him lovingly, with absolute dedication. Soon, with her care, he was blowing his load down her throat. She swallowed it all, but no matter how much she took she didn’t seem to swell any. Instead, it seemed as though her body was rapidly processing the cum. The flower on her head let out a tiny puff of pollen, and then she was done.
“My body naturally filters the corruption out of you and releases it back into the atmosphere. I can also rejuvenate you in other ways, thanks to the blessed milk you gave me.”
She pulled off the bark of her corset, letting her massive, soft breasts out, dark green nipples standing erect for him. Glowing yellow sap dribbled out from them, smelling sweet and delicious. Immediately, she pressed Spike’s head to them, and he began to drink greedily. The nectar was one of the most amazing things he’d tasted in this world, and he could feel it energize him and give him strength. After a few more minutes, he pulled back.
“I shall serve you for as long as I can, Master. If you wish, you may name me.”
After giving it some thought, Spike decided to give her the name Delilah. He thought it sounded nice, flowery. It seemed to suit her. He led her into his lair, introduced her to his other roommates. She seemed to get along well with his other ‘servant,’ the former Crystal Queen.
New sights, new friends, good sex…
Spike stepped onto the beach, heading off for the Dark Mistress immediately. He wanted to see what else he could run into on his journeys with his sea goblin friends. If they encountered another sea monster, he could probably just take them on in his giant form. He was sure he could figure out some way to activate it to help his friends.
However, as the dock came into sight, he was disappointed to find that the ship wasn’t there.
And then he was horrified to find that most of the dock wasn’t either. Something had ripped it to shreds, leaving only a small portion standing and the rest floating as driftwood. As he rushed down, he was relieved to find that it didn’t look like any parts of the Mistress were among them. Still, something had attacked here. And the thought of someone attacking his friends made him very, very angry.
He dashed off, trying to find any sign of who might have done this. Then, in the distance, he saw two familiar figures standing side by side. Two sea devils. The old, cruel ship captain and the wicked lifeguard. And both were staring at him, looking ready for a fight. Spike let out a roar and burst forward even faster, drawing his sword.
Then, as he grew close, the ground began to shake, and the two evil demons began to rise as something beneath them come up out of the sand. It was a colossal mimic crab, with legs and claws and teeth of pure steel, and a giant crown sat atop its head. The sea captain seemed to be guiding it, using his anchor and chain as a leash for it to control it. It was a king mimic crab.
Spike dodged out of the way as a giant claw swiped at him, kicking up a sandstorm as it gouged at the beachfront trying to get at him. He tried blowing fire at it, but it did nothing against the giant demon controlled crustacean. He had no way of harming this thing.
Then, the lifeguard blew his whistle. Only instead of paralyzing Spike like last time, this time he seemed to use this as a call. Out from the water came two terribly familiar figures: Mama Kraken and the Megalodon girl, apparently having set aside their differences to work together against him. He now had not one, but THREE giant monsters to fight against.
Now was the time for running.
Spike dashed across the sand with all three tearing after him. Mama Kraken tossed giant ink bombs all over the place, coating the beach in pink, paint-like ink that she (as well as her hoard of inky children) used to rush him. The Megalodon rushed towards him and made several attempts to body slam him, only to miss and fall behind again. And the crab, that crab kept rushing and scrambling, its massive spiked legs piercing the ground and crashing next to him. And it was quickly catching up to him.
And then, it happened. He was hit by the king mimic crab’s claw, sending him flying through the air. Mama Kraken burst up out of her ink to volley spike him back down towards the ground. He crashed into the sand hard, sending up a massive plume of dust and sand. Spike laid there, broken and hurt, as the megalodon girl came over to stand over him dominantly. She lifted her foot to stomp on him. He closed his eyes, ready to meet his end. He was giving up.
Then the sound of something bursting out of the water came, and he opened his eyes just in time to see Neptuna body check the Megalodon, knocking her back. And away from Spike. Then the sound of canon fire rang across the beach, as the Dark Mistress sailed into view, firing volley after volley at the giant crab on the beach, sending it reeling back with a roar. And as he watched Mama Kraken rush him, suddenly a burst of green ink crashed into the side of her head as another giant squid woman, this one green, came forth with her own army of squid kids. Even the sea naga had come to help, slithering onto the shore to constrict around the giant crab and keep it in place. As he watched all of his friends and allies fight, he knew he had to help. He knew he had to get up.
He felt the power rushing through him as he began to grow once again. He rose, becoming larger and larger with each passing second. Soon enough, he was the biggest thing on the beach. And all eyes were on him. He let out a roar as he grappled the giant crab. As soon as the naga had let go of it, he pulled the lid right off of it, tossing both halves of it away. The lid and both of the demons who had been sitting on it flew into the ocean. The rest of it flew over the beach, causing it to rain down its treasures all across the sand.
All the remaining girls stood there, all combat stopped as they stared at the giant, well-hung dragon before them. His cock stood fully erect for all to see. He was horny. And they were as well, having been without a male for a long time.
It was time for an orgy, kaiju-style.
The sea naga, being closest, went first, wrapping around him as she pressed her chest against him longingly. She moved her crotch against his cock and began to fuck herself against him, riding his cock as she constricted herself against him. She rode him and took as much as she could into herself, Spike doing his best to hold onto her. Her sex style didn’t really allow him to do much, so he ended up forcing her mouth onto one of his nipples. He moaned out as her ‘hips’ bucked against him and her tongue swirled around his teat. On and on, they went like this, until they came together, raining down their sex fluids onto the beach.
They pulled apart and the two Mama Krakens both stripped and came forward, double-teaming him. One bent over before him, drooling as she presented her needy pussy for him. He gladly accepted her offering, grabbing her hips and taking her from behind, riding her wildly. Her screams of pleasure echoed out over the beach front as she finally got the fucking she’d been needing for years. He thrusted deeper and harder with each passing moment, pumping his massive cock into her tight pussy. Soon enough both were coming. Then he did the same with the other giant squild MILF, rocking her until her sexual desires were finally satisfied.
Next came the Megalodon, who attempted to tackle Spike down only to be thrown to the ground as Spike decided she needed to be taken down a peg. He forced her to the sand and began to fuck her hard and rough, right there. She screamed out in pleasure as she got what she had always wanted, a male who could play rough with her. His cock pummeled her deep within, fucking her mind out as he fell forward to smother her face in his tits, rubbing them in. On and on, he fucked her into the ground, until they were both explosively cumming everywhere.
He rose, and turned to his final partner: Neptuna. She sat there with her hand between her thighs, eying him longingly. She was the smallest one there, and felt she had no chance getting any of that colossal goodness. She was wrong. Spike went over to her, picking the blushing orca up and pressing her gently against his cock. He was especially gentle with her as he lowered her onto his cock. That is, until she demanded it harder. Then he totally started to use her as a living cock sleeve, and she loved it. He fucked her harder than she’d ever been fucked before. Until finally, he came. He came so hard that cum literally flooded through her, bloating her stomach instantly and even causing some to spurt out of her mouth from the sheer intensity.
And then, as he finished his final burst of cum, he passed out, reverting back to normal and falling to the ground.
Author's Note
Sorry that this one was shorter. I wrote all I could think of until I ran out.
I think I'm going to take a break from this story. I'm tired of writing sex again. I've had this one idea in my head for a bit for a headcanon story of mine. Might try to work on that instead.
Through the Mirror, Into Corruption
Long ago, in a time few can remember, there lived a brilliant unicorn named Star Swirl, the Bearded. Known for his miraculous and revolutionary magical feats, he has been remembered throughout the ages. However, many things about him remain shrouded in mystery, even to the most dedicated of scholars. And through these mysteries, many legends have been born.
One such legend tells of a great portal designed by the ancient wizard, a gateway through which travel to other worlds, strange alien places unlike anything known to the eyes of any being of Equus, was possible. Some details are thought to be true, as many legends are. However, there are many debates as too what details are true or not. Some say he only built one portal, while others argue that he built many for many different worlds. Some say the gateways were destroyed for being too dangerous, while others say that they still remain to this day, locked away, waiting to be found. Nopony is sure what is true and what is legend.
All that is known is this: many of these worlds were not meant for the eyes of mortal ponies and are better off lost to time.
Twilight Sparkle let out a groan, the passage giving her no new information to help her in her latest research project: discovering the secrets behind the mysterious gateway mirror that had been sent into her care. She was desperate to find out the answers to so many questions that this strange artifact brought up. Where did it come from? Did Star Swirl truly create this? Where does it lead? When does it open? Does it even still work? All of these questions and more where left unanswered.
Research had gotten her nowhere. Celestia, while knowing many things about the portals, was almost as in the dark as she was about it, as Star Swirl hadn't shared all of the details with her. There was a vague hope in the form of Star Swirl's own journal, but it seemed that he had written much of it in a code of some sort to ensure nopony would steal his work. Twilight had been working diligently to crack the code, yet much of it seemed to consist of nonsense letters and gibberish. She had no basis to work off of, and trying to understand any of it was one big migraine waiting to happen. With another, more frustrated groan, she slammed the book close before throwing it at the mirror. As the tome bounced off and landed on the ground with a dull thud, she winced in regret before rising to fetch it. After checking to make sure she hadn't damaged it, she went to return it to its proper place with a tired sigh.
"Sorry about that... I didn't mean to take it out on y-... Oh, sweet Celestia, I'm talking to a book." Her hoof met her face as she shook her head wearily. "I need a break..."
Just then, the angelic scent of a relaxing pot of tea wafted in as Spike arrived, just in time to give her a well needed respite. Her loyal assistant dutifully brought over the trolley with Twilight's lunch.
"Okay Twilight! Lunch is here, and I made your favorite! I-... woah. Are you okay, Twi?" Spike gave her a worried look as he stepped away from the cart. "It looks like you need to take a break from this. You're working yourself too hard again. I-"
Twilight raised a hoof, gently silencing him. "I know Spike. I'm going to take a break. My mind... I need some rest. Thank you though." She gave him a tired, but loving smile.
"I don't know what I'd do without you." She truly meant it, too. Over their many years together, he had always stuck by her side. Even now, as he began to truly show the signs of aging through a dragon's long lifespan, he stuck with her just as eagerly as he did back when she had barely begun her studies.
"Now then," she continued as she trotted over to pick up her lunch. "I think I need some fresh air. Care to join me on the balcony for lunch?"
Spike calmly shook his head. "No thanks Twi. I already ate. You go on ahead, relax. I'll clean up in here so that everything's ready for you when you want to work again." He gave her an eager grin, to which her smile grew.
"Thank you, Spike." She pulled him close and gave a brief, motherly kiss to his forehead. "Don't work too hard on my account though. When you're done, I want you to take some time off too. I really am grateful for all you do for me." She smiled as she trotted away, her lunch in tow.
The young dragon smiled after her before turning to start on his work, tidying up all the books and notes she'd left strewn about. "That mare, she works way too hard sometimes... still, it's nice to see she's learning to take it easy." He chuckled as he kept picking up after her. He was truly glad she'd been sticking to the promise he'd made her take on his eighteenth birthday last year. All he'd asked for from her was to take a break and not push herself quite so hard every now and then.
Shaking himself out of his memories, he kept at his work, cleaning and organizing around the room, making sure everything went in its proper place. Then, as he worked, his tail bumped against something. He turned to find himself standing right next to the frame of the mirror. He hadn't been paying it much mind, but now it commanded his full attention.
The supposed gateway was tall, menacing almost. It shared a similar design shape-wise to the portal he and Twilight had used to travel to Canterlot High. However, while that mirror had been pleasant pastel shades of purple and blue, this one was much darker. The frame seemed to be made of pure obsidian, with spiraling designs of gold laced into it from the base to the dark purple amethyst gem stuck into the top of the frame. The glass was tinted a dark tone, his reflection looking almost smudged out in it. It was this ominous appearance that made the Princesses question as to whether or not Star Swirl had truly created it, as its aesthetics were more in line with what somepony like Sombra would create.
Spike shook his head with a brief shudder. He had no reason to worry over this mirror. It wasn't open, for all they knew it was never a gateway at all! He had no reason to focus on it. And thus he returned to cleaning... not noticing the gem in the frame briefly flash. And then again. And then again, before suddenly it began to glow dimly, letting out a brief humming sound as magic began to flow into it from the surroundings atmosphere. It was then that Spike turned to see it, as suddenly the light and warmth seemed to slowly be drained from the room. His eyes widened in fear as the glass began to shimmer slightly. However, instead of following his instincts to run, something took hold of him. He found himself slowly marching towards the opening gateway. He had to touch it. He didn't want to, he wanted to run, but he couldn't fight the urge. His body marched forward on its own, his mind screaming in panic as he sluggishly reached up to touch the glass.
The moment his claw made contact, he found himself back in control. But it was too late. He was being dragged in now, his body being pulled into the surface of the portal as he screamed out in agony. It burned, the magic of the gateway burned him as it dragged him through, forcing him out of his world, out of his home. He was terrified, and just before he was pulled all the way through, just before he blacked out from the sheer pain and terror, he heard the voice of the pony he cared about more than anything shout out to him.
And then there was nothing.
Spike awoke to find himself lying face first in the dirt. Everything hurt, he was confused and dizzy, and he didn't know how long he'd been out. He struggled to rise, only to find himself in an extremely unfamiliar form. Everything felt different, yet somehow similar. Before he could explore more of his new form, he heard an echoed, distant sounding voice, something familiar, coming from nearby. He turned to see the mirror standing before him, gem lightly glowing.
"Spi...an yo...ar me?
Spike brought himself closer. "What? Twilight is that you? I can't hear you very well!"
"Spi... pike... Spike?" Her voice suddenly rang out clear, yet it still sounded distant.
"Twilight! Oh thank Celestia! You've got to get me out of here!" Spike pressed his hands against the mirror, only to find the glass to be cold and solid once again.
"I... I'm sorry Spike. I can't. The portal won't open for anyone..."
"What?! But-" Before Spike could panic, Twilight broke through to explain herself.
"While we were working on trying to make a connection, I figured out how to break Star Swirl's code. He talks about this gateway in his journal. Apparently, the magic of this world... it corrupted the mirror to fit its own purpose. It chooses someone from our world and drags them away to the one on the other side. They... they're forced to stay there for... for a full year. I'm... I'm sorry Spike... We've tried everything, but the magic of this other world is too great for us to force it open. I'm sorry... I'm so sorry."
Spike sat, stunned and silent. He was trapped in this place, this place that was evidently so evil it corrupted Star Swirl's own magic into its own. He was stuck here for a year. Stuck away from his home, from his friends...
"Spike."
He looked up, having heard the voice of Applejack on the other side.
"I know this is rough on you little fella, but ya got to push through. We know you can make it if you try!"
"Yeah!" Rainbow Dash interjected. "Go out there and kick that world's sorry butt! Show them that you don't mess with Equestria! We believe in you Spike!"
"I know you'll be safe darling," said Rarity in a worried tone. "I know you'll come back to us safely."
"And we'll be waiting for you when you get back! And when you do get out of that nasty evil place, we'll throw you the biggest Welcome Home party you've ever seen!" That was Pinkie, of course.
"I... I believe in you too," Fluttershy insisted in her barely audible tone.
Spike smiled, his spirit lifted by the voices of all of his friends. "You girls... thank you... I swear, dragon's honor, that I will make it back to you guys!" He smacked his arm across his chest in a salute as his face grew into a confident grin.
"Spike! I love you and I'll miss you! Never forget! We'll be waiting for you! I'm sorry, but the spell is fa...ing. Goo...uck..." Twilight's voice began to fade. All of his friends began to cheer him on in unison, and though he couldn't understand the words, he could still feel the love and hope behind them. He sat there until the voices faded completely, and the gem stopped shining.
"I promise... I'll make it back home... somehow..."
After a moment of silence, Spike took a deep breath. Now was not the time for sadness. Now was the time to prepare. He had to survive here for a full year? Then he had to make plans immediately. He had no idea what to expect. So he knew he had to learn quickly.
The first thing he did was examine his new form. Oddly enough, it was extremely familiar. He looked almost exactly like his old self. Only... bigger... physically older. The best way he could describe it was a mixture of his older, greed growth form and one of the strange bipeds from Canterlot High. He was tall, somewhat taller than the mirror's frame oddly enough. He felt strong, feeling the muscles bunched up beneath his scales. As he lifted his arm to flex in front of the mirror, he couldn't help but smirk.
"Lookin'... good, Spike. Lookin' real good." He couldn't help but chuckle. There was something good looking about him. He was tall, well-muscled, yet slim. Not exactly the dashing hero he'd always imagined he'd grow up to be, but still, he found himself greatly admiring his new, older looking form. He felt the same amount of power he did when he'd been unnaturally aged by his greed, only this time he was in control. If he had to guess, he'd say that his physical form was made to match his mental, actual age, meaning perhaps here he didn't have the same dragon life cycle he did in Equestria. He looked at his back in the mirror. No wings still, which he found disappointing but not surprising, and his tail was a lot longer, which would take some getting used to.
After experimenting with moving around some more, which he easily adjusted to since all that had really changed was his stature, he began to examine his surroundings. He seemed to be in a small cave housing the portal. Thick natural stone walls surrounded him, with one lone opening leading upwards on the opposite end. Off to the side, he saw a small spring of water He found himself seeing fairly clearly despite there being no visible light source. Maybe his new form had some sort of magic night vision?
He tested the water of the spring and found it tasted fresh and clear. Then he scraped at the wall, not having to dig long before he struck gems! Low quality ones, but he wasn't a picky eater. He quickly at his fill of them before sitting down next to the spring. His body still ached from the transformation. And as he sat, he felt a peculiar ache down below. Right between his legs.
He knew what was down there, he'd read some books on dragon anatomy in his spare time in the past and knew about how his genitalia worked. However... he had never felt anything like this down there. He could take a guess at what this suddenly, strangely pleasant feeling was though... something he'd been curious about for a long time. He'd never done it, having been saving himself for when the time was right.
Spike reached down tentatively, rubbing his had against his smooth groin, gently stroking until slowly, his erect cock slipping out. He recalled reading that members of his species had two, though it seemed he only had one. Whether that was the result of his breed or his transformation, he didn't know, nor did he particularly care at the moment. Instead, he stared in fascination at his impressive cock. It slid out from a sheath in his scales. His hands gently ran over it, feeling the thick, round knot at the base, the ribbed texture running up its length, the pointed, flared tip. Biting his lip to hold back a moan, he began to experimentally stroke it, trying to get relief. It felt amazing as he began to jerk himself off for the first time.
He let out a quiet moan as his hand brushed past the head again, leaning back with his eyes closed, letting his hand do the work as his mind wandered to lewd places. Thoughts of returning home to his friends began to change. Rarity, that beautiful gem... Rainbow Dash and AJ with those firm hips... and Twilight...
"Oh Spike! I'm so glad to see you again! It's been so long! And look how much you've grown..." Twilight came close to Spike, kissing him on the lips in a way that quickly turned from motherly to something much more. She pulls back with bedroom eyes, a playful smirk on her face. "I think it's time I reward my most faithful assistant in a way he truly deserves." He grinned and sat back, cock already out as she leaned down to lick him, moaning hungrily. His other friends gathered around, gazing at him in the same way, hips swaying as they made their way over to pleasure him and show how much they loved him. He felt Twilight take his entire cock in her mouth, and as she bobbed her head, he grabbed it and shoved it down, reveling in her overjoyed squeals of pure lust, blowing his load down her throat!
With a surprised gasp, Spike came in real life, letting out a hot stream of draconic cum onto the floor of the cavern. He had never felt such pleasure. It had been simply mind blowing, causing him to slump back with a relaxed sigh as he felt his cock slide back inside. After a moment, he rose and began to wash himself off in the spring, when a thought struck him.
"What... what in Celestia's name was I thinking about?! Twilight..." He was aghast at what his mind had come up with in his state of pleasure. Where these his own thoughts, or was this place messing with his mind?
He looked down at the drying cum, and remembered the scene that had played out in his head... the scene of his friends pleasuring him like mindless sex slaves... the sight of his own mother-figure sucking on his cock...
"Oh... oh Celestia..." He placed his head in his hands as dread over took him. He quietly began to sob at the realization that his very thoughts might not be safe in this strange new world... and he had to wonder and worry... how long before this place corrupted him as it did Star Swirl's magic mirror?
Could he really survive a year? Frankly, he was afraid to find out.
Author's Note
So! That's the start to a fun new adventure! Glad I could get this started, honestly I had some trouble getting back into the flow of writing, but dear god did it feel good to get this up and running!
Spike stood at the outskirts of the Cavern City, at the precipice of one of the caverns leading deeper into the cave system. The bats had been warning about how dangerous it would be, something he had to see for himself. The stories were usually very vague, and all they would say is that few gremlins who went down there came back alive, and none who went there saw whatever caused the disappearances. He wanted to dispel the rumors and find the truth about what lived down there. He wasn't sure if he would be able to defeat what was down there, but that wasn't his goal. He just wanted to see it for himself.
He was driven from his thoughts as he came into the mouth of the bat who had been sucking him off down below, happily relieving his pent up stress before his journey. She happily gulped down his load before wiping her lips and smiling to him. She wished him luck before winging away. This was it. He was ready. With a roll of his shoulders and a readjustment of his armor, he trekked forward into the depths.
For a while, he walked on without any real event. He found another fire ruby, which he happily stored away for later. He found webbing, signs of cave driders that the bats had told him about. They weren't the problem apparently, though they were a pest. It seemed these were just cobwebs, nothing lived in them any more. He made his way through, going deeper and deeper.
Eventually he came across a live cave drider. The bottom half of its body was that of a massive, hairy spider, while the top half was gaunt, frail and humanoid. It stared at him with wide, pale, sightless eyes, as its fanged maw hung low, drooling. It swiveled its head around before turning to sniff in his direction, lifting up a clawed, scrawny hand to point at him as it clicked hungrily. Spike braced himself for a dodge as the spider person prepared to try and capture him. It shot out a spray of webbing, which Spike quickly sidestepped. He lunged for the beast, tackling it onto its back before punching its chest. The drider hissed and snarled at him, throwing him back with a surprisingly powerful shove.
Spike rolled out of it, jumping up just in time to avoid being sprayed. Deciding to try something, something that felt deep and instinctual, Spike began to dance. He shook and moved to the flow of unheard music, avoiding each and every shot as his body built up energy, sparks flying from his claws. His hands caught fire, and for his finale he flung them in the drider's direction, engulfing him in mystical flame. The drider stumbled slightly and looked significantly hurt, and instead of fighting further, it ran limping, knowing it would get no meal out of this prey.
Spike nodded to himself happily before continuing on its way. The bats had told him that the driders weren't a major threat. They weren't the reason bats were going missing down here. As he walked, he decided to eat the fire ruby he'd picked up. He shuddered in delight as the changes flowed through him, his dancing hips widening more, his abs tightening further, and his hair gaining volume. In addition, he felt as though his muzzle had shrunken more. His face felt almost like what he'd seen most of the other humanoid races look like, mostly flat. He still had his pointed nose and fangs, but his nose was less pronounced and his mouth felt like it was flat against his face. It was an odd feeling, but like many of his changes, it wasn't unpleasant. As he looked at his claw, he noticed his scales had changed to a different color, different enough that they no longer looked remotely purple. Now he looked more reddish, almost bronze. He wasn't sure how to describe it.
After an hour or so more of walking, Spike came across something finally. He stopped in his tracks in awe. Massive crystal spires coming out of the cavern walls, glowing brightly in the darkness. He'd never seen anything like it down here. Curious, he walked towards them, and that's when he noticed it. Inside the first crystal he'd approached, there was a silhouette. A bat gremlin silhouette, just barely visible. So this is what happened to them? They were trapped in crystals. He went over to another, and it too had one inside, although it was harder to see her. Her wings seemed to be receding into her. He went to another, and saw a figure that looked simply humanoid, no defining features.
And then the humanoid silhouette moved. It turned to face him. And then the spire shook, began to quake before him. Spike jumped back as it exploded into fragments. And standing in the middle of those fragments was a being of pure crystal. It was humanoid, just vaguely, and had a somewhat feminine figure. It looked like it was just a statue made of gems, roughly cut and not at all refined. Then it took a shaky step forward, and Spike noticed its hands and feet. Each limb ended in a point. A rather sharp looking point. The being mechanically walked towards him, unsteady on its 'feet'. It made low, somewhat female sounding moaning and groaning noises as it lumbered towards him.
Spike braced himself, then rushed the thing, slamming his shoulder into it and knocking it back a good distance. It fell, but rose as though nothing happened. It didn't even seem to have a scratch on it. It resumed its advance towards him, more stable now. As he got close to swipe at it with his claws, it dodged to the side with a metallic sounding grunt before jabbing its pointed, stinger-like arm at him, stabbing him in the side. He let out a pained shout as he pulled away, blowing some flame into its face. Surprisingly, he wasn't bleeding from that. Still, he felt a bit sluggish from the hit. It felt like he'd been injected with something.
He felt too tired to try and dance. Whatever he'd been hit with, he knew he couldn't get hit with again. Or else it might spell his end. He also knew he couldn't get away like this. So he'd have to take the now rapidly advancing crystal creature out fast. He inhaled deeply before letting out a strong plume of fire blast, which thankfully seemed to do the trick. The crystalline being froze up, beginning to shake and shudder, before collapsing into a pile of shards. Sitting in the middle of that pile was a heart made of crystal. He let out a snort as he picked it up. It was a literal crystal heart. Not like the one from back home. No, this was a heart, a biological heart, made entirely out of crystal. Knowing he'd have to experiment with it later, he stuck it into his pocket.
He was feeling better now, and as he looked around, he knew he'd found what he'd been looking for. This is what had happened to all of those bats who went missing. They had encountered these strange crystal beings and had been slowed down by whatever toxin they used. Maybe they couldn't even fly afterwards. Then it looked like they were put into these weird crystal chrysalises, these crystalises, and were turned into more crystal golem creatures.
Knowing that he was too weak to go up against another of them, he turned and made his way back to the surface, eager to share the news with his allies. He'd come back to explore more once he felt prepared for it. He was beginning to realize that maybe he couldn't rely on his claws all the time. He felt it was time he got himself something stronger. He needed a weapon to fit his strength.
Author's Note
Sorry for the wait! And thank you for your support. I honestly had been considering cancelling or putting this story on hiatus, but your comments helped me rethink things and keep this going. I apologize for the short length, but I figured it would be better than nothing. I'll try to have more updates sooner now that I have more ideas for this storyline. Now then, without further ado, our bestiary section for today.
Cave Driders: Unlike their more corrupt and tricky surface cousins, the cave driders are much less intelligent. They are more animal than man, due in part to the lack of food, leaving them as starving, voracious predators, less driven by sex or the urge to reproduce and more by the urge to feed. The fact that they're completely blind doesn't help.
Rough-Cut Crystal Golem: A newborn variety of crystal golem, fresh out of the crystalis. In this stage of their evolution, they have little intelligence, only instinct to attack any organic life they come across to try and convert them to crystal. Their bodies are hard, solid, and rugged, as they haven't been refined into one of their stronger forms quite yet. It's typically hard to distinguish a golem's gender, though technically they don't have any in this state.
Crystal Heart: Crystal golems dissolve into these, their cores, when they die. Using the crystal magic from inside them isn't enough to fully convert someone, but it can grant some of the qualities of a crystal golem to the user.
