Spike and His Six Lovely Ladies

by Path_of_cloud

Rating: mature
Tags: Main 6, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Porn, Spike, Sex
Length: 49104

Spike gets all the mares!

Spike's grown up into a strong, smart, funny, and caring young dragon. Six young, beautiful mares seem to have taken a notice of how much he's matured, and how kind he's become in these past few years. However, due to their own self doubts and not wanting to hurt their friends, it's gonna take the crafty scheming of the most generous mare among them to make sure that everybody gets a happy ending.

Clopfic full of 3 ways and a super special ending! Your gonna wanna stick around for this one folks to find out how Spike is Luna's greatest gift to mare kind.

Proofread and edited by: Venatus75 and ICCUWAUSIMTOI

Published 2012-05-29 00:24:02 UTC
Last updated 2013-03-19 01:57:20 UTC

Rarity's Plan Begins

Rarity walked into the barn at Sweet Apple Acres, and quietly shut the door behind her.

“Well howdy, Rarity. Something I can help ya with?’ Applejack asked, as she sealed the last of a number of apple crates against the side of the barn.

“Why yes, darling, Berry Punch just got a shipment of wine from Canterlot, and I wanted to test it against some of your hard cider.”

“Rarity, ya’ve had my hard cider, and I quote ‘Applejack, darling, this is a little too strong for my taste.’ Why the sudden interest?” Applejack sat down on the crate she had just sealed.

“Excellent question! And the answer is rather simple: it’s not for me; it’s for Spike.” Rarity pulled a crate over with her magic, and sat down herself.

“I don’t understand. Spike is barely old enough to drink; what would make him a good judge of alcohol?” Applejack’s confusion was clearly displayed on her face.

“Nothing, that’s the point, the goal here is to get you, me, and him in my boutique alone.”

“Rarity, I hate to repeat myself, but again, I don’t understand.”

“It has occurred to me that all six of us are in love with Spike: Rainbow Dash, Pinkie, Twilight, Fluttershy, you, and me. Don’t try to deny it, dear, I know it’s true, and you’re a horrible liar. And rather he’d admit it or not he has romantic feelings for all six of us, after all these years together.” Rarity said, a knowing but gentle look gracing her features.

“I’ll admit that with all the time he’s spent here helping out on the farm, I may have started falling for him. He’s just so friendly, helpful, and caring. He picked up right away how upset I was about Apple Bloom leaving to see the world for that year. Everyone else assumed I was fine ‘cause of how strong I was acting, but he knew right away. He came to see me after she left, and he sat there with me and just listened to me. When I started crying he just grabbed me and let me cry on his shoulder. He told me that if I ever needed to talk to someone about how I felt I could come to him, and he’d always listen and help me when he could. No one has ever treated me like that; ya’ll see me as this strong, sensible cowpony, but he saw the hurt sad mare behind that.” Applejack began to blush as she dragged her hoof back and forth over the crate.

“He is quite amazing,” a dreamy smile spreading across her face, “isn’t he?”

“And what about you, miss, ‘one day I’ll find the perfect gentlecolt, and he’ll whisk me away to be his Princess’?” Applejack’s said, her tone just borderline of accusing.

“Well it’s obvious isn’t it? I found him. He didn’t exactly whisk me away now, mind you, nor was he a gentlecolt, but a gentledrake. Instead of carting me away to fairy tale land, he took his time and swept me off my feet while staying firmly rooted to Ponyville with all of us. I think I finally admitted falling for him three years ago, after he rampaged through town. Spike’s love for me was so strong that it broke him out of his greed growth; it was unbelievably romantic and special… and it humbled any act of generosity or love that I’ve ever committed. I never told anypony this but, when we were falling he actually told me that he had a crush on me… well he tried at least; I silenced him towards the end. I was afraid to hear those words, afraid I’d let myself fall for him, but most of all, I was afraid that his love would pass as nothing more than a childhood fancy.” Rarity’s happy smile faded to guilt and self-loathing as she went on.

“However, when I got home that night I realized that Spike had always been there for me. He fought the Diamond Dogs and came charging in to rescue me when I got kidnapped, he pulled strings in Canterlot to get Hoity Toity to my fashion show, he secretly sent Sapphire Shores to my shop, he always helps me search for gems, and any number of other times. After the Blue Blood fiasco he noticed I was missing and went outside to find me crying. He just sat down beside me gave me a small hug and asked if I wanted to talk about it. He sat there and listened to me go on and on about what a jerk Blue Blood had been; can you imagine listening to the person you love go on and on about another love interest?”

“I have an idea,” a sad, but understanding Applejack admitted.

“Yes, I suppose so. Not to put too fine a point on it, but everyone sees me as this pompous, beautiful, and successful fashionista, but he sees me as the hardworking, artistic mess that I am; and he loves me for it. Honestly he’s probably the sole reason behind my success always helping and secretly promoting my clothes to all these big names he somehow knows.” Rarity said, her happiness slowly returning as his love for her filled her thoughts and words.

“Now, that’s not fair, Rarity; you’re a big part of your success too.” She knew how much Spike had helped, not to this extent though, but she also knew how hard Rarity had worked. As usual, her friend was being a bit overly dramatic and generous with her praise. Still, she could understand where it was coming from. While Spike’s emotional support had been the tipping point of her own emotions for him, his hard work on the farm was the buildup that allowed it to happen. In the fields, her covered in sweat, him being reptilian not, the two toiled under the sun, talking about anything on their minds, his muscles bulging under the scales as he bucked a tree, or swung at it with his tail. It was something she’d always imagined, almost tradition for the Apple family mares, to find someone who was strong and had lots of stamina to help work the farm, but also someone who she could connect with and love. Her train of thought was broken by her friend continuing her speech.

“Yes, I suppose my artistic gift and hard work can be credited as well, but still I know I wouldn’t be anywhere near as successful as I am without him helping me from the shadows. I suppose that’s the final reason I love him, he does all these things for me, and he asks nothing in return. Even going as far as never telling me that he was the one who set it up, letting me believe it had been entirely my own talent and hard work that prompted my success and good fortune. Honestly, no one’s ever been as generous to me as he has.” Once again her dreamy smile lit up her face.

“All right so we both love him as well as the other four, but I still don’t see what this has to do with getting the three of us alone in your boutique.” The whole thing had only aided in confusing the cowpony further.

“Well first, we're going to lure him to the boutique with our little liquor problem. Then, we’re going to let him drink while we secretly drink almost nothing. Dragons don’t really get affected by alcohol as it burns up largely in their stomach, as I’m sure you remember from his eighteenth birthday party. Next, we’re going to tell him how we really feel about him. Finally, we’re going to drag him upstairs to my room and my oversized bed and get very, very passionate with him… and each other.” Rarity replied in a matter of fact tone; only momentarily being betrayed by her pause near the end.

“Whoa there, Rarity! We’re gonna do what now with Spike and each other?” A blush spread quickly over Applejack’s face.

“We’re going to make love, all three of us,” a very red but very confident Rarity answered.

“And how exactly do ya propose we even do that? Assuming I was even considering this lunatic plan of yours.” Applejack was surprised at how calm her own tone had become.

“Well dragons have two…phalluses.” Rarity’s embarrassment spreading even further over her face.

“Two what?”

“He has two members,” Rarity put her front hooves together and slowly separated them to emphasize her meaning.

“Oh, OH! How does that work? And for that matter, how do you even know that?” Applejack asked, more interested than embarrassed at this point.

“Dragon biology, they're apparently connected at the base. I discovered it when I first realized I had feeling for Spike and was looking through a number of books for anything that might discern a foreseeable problem in the future,” Rarity answered, in the same matter of fact way as before.

“Interesting, but what about the other four; I thought your plan involved all of us?”

“It does, you see, first you and me, being the most confident and honest with our feelings, are going to admit those feelings and spend a night with Spike. After that, we're going to inform Rainbow Dash of our little plan; I’m sure she’ll love the idea, she’s always been rather adventures and loyal after all. Rainbow Dash will be the perfect mare to get Fluttershy, herself, and Spike alone to enjoy one another’s company. After they're done expressing their feelings, we’ll bring Fluttershy into our little group. Twilight and Pinkie, I admit, do provide a bit of a problem, but I’m confident with all four of us together we can find a solution to get them and Spike together for a night.” Rarity had been unable to create a solution, but she knew that her and her friends could do anything together!

“The four of us? What about Spike?”

“I believe it’s best to keep Spike in the dark for now. I’m not sure how he would react to knowing that we’re pulling strings to make him and us the luckiest beings in existence. Don’t worry though, once all six of us have come out about our feelings and made love with him; we’ll let him in on the secret.” Rarity had a mischievous look in her eye as she said the last part.

“You seem to have left out one small detail,” the new co-conspirator realized.

“Oh?”

“Spike ain’t exactly the type to sleep around. Once we tell him our feelings and have our way with him, he’s going to become loyal to both of us. Meaning he ain’t gonna be willing to take the others up on their offers.” This time it was A.J.’s turn to give the facts.

“I already thought that through actually. Once you and I have had our initial fun with him, we’re going to suggest that he should find out if any of the other girls are romantically interested in him, since we obviously don’t mind sharing. We’ll tell him to keep our activities secret and to see if any of the other girls come out about any feelings for him. With our permission to act on such feelings, Spike will be more inclined to take Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy up on their feelings and offer. Plus, you know how persuasive Rainbow Dash can be and with Fluttershy’s natural charm and adorable personality, and our permission, there’s no way he’ll be able to turn them down.”

“I’ll be needing one of my finest barrels of hard cider from the cellar.” An almost wicked smile consumed the once flustered mare.

“Fantastic! Be at the boutique by eight tonight. Bring a basket of apples with you as well.” Rarity could hardly contain her excitement at the thought of her plan coming together.

With that the two seemingly innocent mares went on their separate ways to make preparations for the long night ahead of them.

“Hello, Rarity,” the purple unicorn said, finding her friend on the other side of the door.

“Hello, Twilight, darling. How are you this evening?” Rarity may have been in a hurry, but a lady always went through the formalities.

“I’m good. If you don’t mind me asking though, why are you here?”

“It may seem a bit sudden, but I was curious if Spike would be able to spend the night with Applejack and me over at the boutique?” Rarity said, sounding just a bit flustered.

“Well he doesn’t have any work to do here tonight, and he is an adult now, so he doesn’t need my permission. All the same though, what do you and Applejack want with Spike that requires him to spend the night?” Twilight couldn’t help herself; she knew she was being nosey.

“Applejack and I have been discussing a number of topics ranging from business to which tastes better, my wine from Berry Punch, or her family hard cider. Since both of our businesses involve Spike, and he is largely immune to alcohol, among a number of other reasons, we thought that the three of us could get together and deal with some important issues over a few drinks. We’ll be going late into the night, and I wouldn’t want either of them to have to make the trip home in the dark. So I figured the two of them could sleep over, I have plenty of space after all. Plus, I bet you would love a night of quiet studying without Spike for a nice change of pace.” Rarity couldn’t help but smile at her acting, it had all came out so natural and perfect; Twilight would never question her motives.

“Wow, sounds like you three will have an enjoyable evening together.” Rarity almost laughed at Twilights cluelessness. “I’ll call him down so you can ask for his help, but I’m sure he’ll be ecstatic about the whole thing. SPIKE RARITY WANTS TO ASK YO-” Spike was next to Twilight before she had a chance to finish.

Rarity was always shocked at how much Spike had grown in the few short years she’d known him. Spike stood on his hind legs at six hooves tall, a hoof and a half taller than the girls, he was well toned but only as wide around as the normal pony, his spikes were much longer now flowing down his back and tail, his tail added another six hooves to his body as it trailed behind him ending in a hard but flexible spade, and he had grown a beautiful pair of amethyst wings that spanned six hooves each but still folded up tightly against his body. He normally stood on his back legs; on the rare occasion when he took to all four he matched the girls in height, but from the tip of his tail to snout he spanned a good ten hooves. Rarity had to stop herself from drooling at the possibilities.

“Hello, Rarity. What can I do for you?” Spike asked overeagerly, and with just a hint of his love for Rarity shining in his eyes. He’d gotten better at hiding his feeling for the other girls, but Rarity had proven the exception to the rule. He always accounted it to her being his first love.

“Spike, darling, I was wondering if you could come stay the night at the boutique with Applejack and me? We were hoping that you could assist with a few business and personal matters over some drinks, wine and hard cider to be exact.” Rarity knew it wasn’t necessary, but she couldn’t help herself from turning on the charm as she asked, batting her eyelashes and giving him a look that could melt ice.

“Of course, Rarity, there is nothing I’d enjoy more than helping two of the most beautiful ladies in the world.” Spike had no intention of letting the fact that Rarity’s look had almost made him faint stop him from returning the flirtatious action and winking at her. “What time would you like me to arrive?”

“Eight fifteen will be perfect, and not a moment sooner.”

“As you wish, milady.” Spike stood up as straight as he could and bowed to his long-time love.

“Thank you, Spike, and goodbye, Twilight. I must go get the boutique ready for tonight, until then.” She trotted out of the library, and Spike couldn’t help but notice how she was swaying her hips as she used her magic to shut the door.

“Careful there, Romeo, you're starting to drool a bit,” teased the adorkable, lilac bookworm.

“Maybe, but the idea of spending all night with her and Applejack would do that to any healthy young male.” Spike thought he saw a hint of hurt and even jealousy in Twilights face, but it faded almost as fast as it appeared. He shrugged it off as his imagination.

“Yeah, you’re quite the player, Casanova,” Twilight returned to her teasing, conforming Spike’s belief he had mistaken.

“Well I need to get ready for my… whatever tonight is. Shower, scale and spike polish, breath mints, and I should make something to take over there. Twilight what do you think would go well with wine and hard cider?” Spike couldn’t help but laugh internally at how Twilight list obsession was starting to show in him.

“I have no idea. You’re the cook here, not me,” Twilight conceded.

“Fair enough, well I’m sure I’ll come up with something,” with that Spike headed up the stairs to take his shower.

“You really are a player, even if you fail to notice it,” a very lonely, hurt, and love-struck purple unicorn said, as she walked up to the shelves to find a book to spend the night with.

Spike arrived at Carousel Boutique at eight fifteen on the dot. Rarity had a thing about punctuality, and Spike wanted to start the night off on a good note. He had decided to bring shortbread cookies knowing they would go well with red or white wine as well as champagne and the famous Sweet Apple Acres Hard Cider. He knocked on the door and waited; it wasn’t long before Rarity opened the door. Spike’s jaw nearly hit the ground; Rarity was wearing a tight, small, black dress that stopped before her cutie mark and showed off her luscious flank, as well as the gold necklace that held the Fire Ruby from so many years ago.

“Hello, Spike, I hope you don’t mind, but I really wanted to dress up and look nice for the evening. I even got Applejack into a little something.” Rarity smiled as she titled her head towards the couch. Applejack sat on the couch wearing a small tan vest, chaps on her strong hind legs that left her flank and cutie mark completely exposed, and her signature Stetson hat.

“Howdy, Spike. How ya like the duds? Rarity insisted I put something nice on for the night.” It hadn’t even been two whole minutes, and without actually entering the boutique, Spike already had found the need to stop himself from drooling for a second time tonight. He knew tonight was going to be a great one.

“You both look absolutely beautiful; I feel a bit underdressed, actually. Although I’d rather feel underdressed then miss this gorgeous scene before me. Honesty, you two look amazing.” Every word Spike spoke came out genuine, causing both mares to blush.

Applejack attempted to hide her blush by tilting her hat down. “Thanks, Spike. It means a lot coming from you.”

Rarity wore her blush with pride. “Indeed it does, and you look quite handsome yourself this evening.”

“I’m curious how you got Applejack to dress up though. It’s not usually her thing.”

“Oh, just needed the right occasion.”

“I’m allowed to wanna look pretty, ya know.”

“You always look pretty A.J., but you rarely go all out like this.”

“Indeed you do, darling.”

“So do you, Rarity.”

“You are too charming, Spike.”

“I try.”

The three of them continued talking for a few hours over drinks, apples, and the shortbread cookies Spike had brought. They talked about business, they talked about their families, and they talked about all sorts of things as they enjoyed one another’s company. As the night rolled on, Rarity knew it was time to progress their plan. Rarity winked at Applejack to indicate it was time to move on to the main event. Spike had leaned over the table to grab a cookie and didn’t notice, however.

“Spike, I’m afraid Applejack and I haven’t been completely honest with you about why we invited you over.”

“Oh, so why did you invite me over then?” Spike felt a wave of fear and excitement come over him.

“Rarity and I want to tell you something, but I think it would be better if we talked upstairs in her room.”

“I agree, darling.” With that the two mares got up and headed up the stairs to Rarity’s bedroom. Spike followed behind them as he watched their flanks move in a long slow sweeping motion.

As they walked into the room, Spike saw Rarity had carried the apples and some wine up with her. He decided against questioning it, knowing sometimes it’s best to just keep your mouth shut and go with it. Rarity’s horn lit up and the door shut behind her locking.

“Spike, Applejack and I have come to a realization recently-” Rarity started off.

“The fact of the matter is that-” Applejack continued.

In unison, and turning very red, they both confessed, “We love you!”

“Wait, what?” Spike shouted. He had to be dreaming, but if he was, he hoped that he’d never wake.

“Applejack and I are in love with you, and we’ve decided to share you,” Rarity stated.

“Rarity’s idea, you know how generous this mare is,” Applejack clarified, winking at Spike.

“I love both of you too.” Spike wouldn’t deny the truth as he stared at two of the mares he loved more than life itself. He was wrong, tonight wasn’t going to just be great; it was going to be the greatest night of his life.

“So then, you brought me up here to... confess?” Spike wasn’t stupid, after all Rarity’s bed could easily fit 8 or 9 ponies, but he wanted to hear it from their mouths.

“We brought you up here to make love with you… and each other.” Rarity’s blush was creeping back on her cheeks, as she admitted their intentions.

“We want the three of us to share this special night, sugarcube.” Applejack followed Rarity’s example as her face lit up.

“Sounds amazing, but how do we get started?” Spike had never been in a three way, or even had sex for that matter, and he doubted either of them had either.

“Oh, I have an idea,” Rarity answered. A mischievous smile spread across her face as her horn lit up. Seconds later, black velvet bolts flew around the room and wrapped around a shocked Applejacks legs. They pulled her back legs apart and locked her front ones in place, so that her flank was spread as far as it could be.

“What the hay, Rarity? I didn’t agree to this!” Applejack was outraged, and sweat had started trickling down her face. She wanted to know what the hell was going on and she wanted to know now!

“Applejack, be a dear and move your tail up and out of the way of your thighs,” Rarity demanded, very politely and unshaken.

“No! Now untie me!” Applejack shouted, defiant.

“You never were one to make it easy.” Rarity brought over another piece of black velvet and tied the tip of Applejacks tail to the top of her mane. Applejack was left completely exposed. Rarity and Spike looked over her; she had strong muscular legs and thighs from working the fields, they lead up to two soft, furry, orange lips that concealed a pink entrance barely visible, and above those lips sat a small tightly puckered orange star. Arousal was dripping down Applejack’s legs from her marehood as she struggled against her restraints, her face as red as the apples she bucked.

“When I get out of here Rarity, I’m gonna get you!” She couldn’t stop thinking about how the eyes of one of her best friends and her newly acclaimed love were looking over her, inspecting her so intimately, and she couldn’t do anything about it. Worse still, she found herself enjoying it. She was at their complete mercy, and the wetness soaking her legs screamed of her approval.

Rarity levitated the basket of apples over; as well as, pouring herself a glass of wine. “Would you like some, Spike?”

“I’m good. Applejack doesn’t seem very happy though, maybe you should untie her.”

“So Spike, would you like to hear a little story about Applejack?” Rarity continued excitedly.

“Alright.” Spike hoped this would explain why Applejack had been tied up.

“Well you see Spike, when Applejack goes into heat, she has a very special way of getting through it,” Rarity started explaining, eyeing her captive. This was going to be fun.

“Wait, what?” A realization struck Applejack as she thrashed harder. How could she know about that?

“She makes special apples with a super-secret ingredient.” Rarity stood directly behind Applejack and levitated the basket of apples over. “First she takes a Sweet Apple Acre apple, and then she shoves it deep inside her moist tunnel, like so.” Rarity spread Applejack’s lips with a touch of magic, giving her and Spike a clear view of the inside of the cowpony. Then Rarity used her magic to lift an apple up to her friend’s marehood and slowly started pushing it in.

“Ah, Rarity… stop,” Applejack moaned in pleasure.

"What was that, darling?” Rarity asked, pushing the apple further in.

“I said…ah… don’t stop.” Applejack gave into her dirty little secret pleasure. She tried to resist, honestly she did, but even she had her limits. It just felt so good pressing against her.

“Then she lets it stay in there while she works the fields. Of course she’s never been this aroused, so it should only take a few seconds. And with a little assistance from me, quicker still.” Rarity’s horn brightened as she began vibrating the apple inside of Applejack.

“Oh, Celestia… Rarity, it feels so good.” Applejacks tongue was rolling out of her mouth. The fast unpredictable movement coursing through her was driving her insane. Rarity certainly was creative; she couldn’t help but laugh inwardly. She’d make sure Rarity paid for this amazing treatment in kind if it was the last thing she’d do.

Spike watched this all, slightly embarrassed, but completely aroused. In his wild fantasies he’d of never imagined Rarity doing this to Applejack. It was really, really hot watching his first love tease and play with another of his loves so vividly.

“I discovered this secret apple seasoning one day when I had spotted Applejack working in the fields and looking around as if making sure no one was around. I was going to pick up Sweetie Bell from the clubhouse. Naturally my curiosity got the better of me, and I hid before she found me. What I saw surprised and aroused me, she pushed an apple right out of her marehood in the middle of the field in broad day light. She then crushed the apple to make sure it didn’t get mixed in with the others by accident. I couldn't help but think of what a waste it was.” Rarity’s face crinkled a bit, a cute annoyed look on her face. She felt the moisture running down her own legs as she pleasurably tortured her friend for the entertainment of herself and her love, Applejack seemed pretty entertained too.

Applejack’s moaning had gotten louder and faster as Rarity admitted to catching her in the field and watching what she’d done. It had all been so wrong, but it felt so right! “Rarity, I can’t hold it in much longer.”

“Excellent, come for Spike and me. Let the dragon you love and one of your best friends see you spray your juices all over the apple shoved deep into your naughty little pussy,” Rarity taunted her, knowing that being watched was getting her off.

“YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!” Applejack came, covering the apple in her secret ingredient and causing it to slide out of her. Rarity caught the apple before it hit the floor with her magic, and carried it with her as she walked up to Applejack’s face.

Rarity bit into the apple. “Mmh, delicious. Here Applejack, have a bite. You did pick it, and add the extra flavoring, after all.”

Rarity levitated the apple in front of her friend making sure that the bite she had taken was partially in the line of fire. Applejack, still coming down from the best orgasm of her life, bit down and thoroughly tasted her own arousal and cum as well as Rarity’s saliva. “I reckon that might be the juiciest apple I’ve ever had.”

“Spike you simply must try some,” Rarity said, beckoning him over.

Spike wrapped his long forked tongue around the apple and pulled it into his mouth. He chewed and swallowed the apple whole, minus two bites. “Not just juicy, Applejack, but easily the best apple I’ve ever had. It does make me wonder what it tastes like from the tap though.” Spike walked around Applejack trailing his claw alone her side and flank as he went before stopping directly behind her, spreading her furry orange cheeks, and sliding his tongue between her lips and into her. Applejack cried out in pleasure as his long, forked tongue lapped at her inner walls tasting her as it went. “Salty, sweet, and delicious, just like the apple that came out.”

“Applejack, I feel just awful about spying on you, tying you up, teasing you, and embarrassing you in front of the man you love. And Spike, I feel horrible for leaving you out of all the fun there. I’m a bad pony, and I think it’s only proper that you two punish my naughty little ass by giving me a good hard spanking.” Rarity positioned herself in front of Applejack and undid her friend’s ties with her magic. She bent down and raised her ass up, moving her tail to the side, and completely exposing herself. This time it was Applejack and Spike turn to inspect Rarity’s assets. Unlike Applejack, Rarity had kept her body in shape to look good and not for labor, her legs were smooth, her hips were curved in all the right places, her soft, furry, white lips were soaked from getting Applejack off and exposing herself to her friend and love, and her ass was tightly sealed by a star.

“Beautiful,” came a whisper from Spike’s mouth.

“I reckon it’s time to begin. I’ll take her left cheek Spike.” Spike noted the evil smile on Applejack’s face. She wanted her revenge, and she wanted it now.

“Sounds good,” Spike raised his left hand and slowly lowered three fingers, one at a time, to signal their start.

“Now don’t worry about being gentle you tw- AH!” Rarity cried out in pleasure and pain as a hoof smacked against her left cheek, and a claw slapped her right one. Clearly neither of them had needed to be told how to do their job as they assaulted her luscious ass.

“I told you, I’d get you, Rarity. Tying me up and exposing me to Spike like that.”

SMACK! “I’m such a dirty girl!” Every lady knew she had to behave properly or get punished. And Rarity was always a lady, even with her ass raised in the air to her friend and her love.

“Leaving me out of all the fun as you teased A.J.”

SMACK! “YES!”

“Spying on me.”

SMACK! “OH!” Rarity ass was turning a dark glowing red from the attention. She was practically drooling onto the floor. She couldn’t help if it was unladylike; it just felt so sharp and hot. It was so good.

“Leading me on all those years.”

SMACK! Rarity grunted, as her eyes lidded over in ecstasy. Had that bestial noise come from her mouth? Was it so good that she was being reduced from a lady to nothing more than some hormone driven animal? She hardly cared. She needed more, and she needed it now.

“I think she’s had enough, A.J.”

Rarity wagged her butt in disagreement, practically begging for more. She didn’t want her punishment to end. She was such a naughty mare; she deserved more.

“In fact, I think we may have been a bit too hard on her. She deserves a little soothing.” Spike lowered his head to Rarity’s red right cheek and stuck out his long forked tongue.

Applejack understood. She placed her head behind Rarity’s left glowing cheek and stuck out her wide rough tongue. They began licking the sore curves, Spike’s long forked tongue flicking and dancing across his side as Applejack’s dragged across her side roughly.

“Oh, Luna!” Rarity was in a state of euphoria at the sensation of having her naughty ass licked by the two extremely different but soothing tongues. Her own tongue had lolled out of her mouth and was drenched in her drool. A small puddle of drool formed on the floor and began to mix with the puddle created from the juices flowing out of her marehood. She could feel the two tongues moving inward as she moaned in pleasure. Suddenly Applejack’s rough tongue brushed over her lower lips as Spike’s began encircling her ass hole. Rarity was getting so close she could practically taste her orgasm. She had never dreamed of being so thoroughly teased and played with. Suddenly something thick and rough entered her flowing river followed by a long pronged snake darting into her tightly puckered hole.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Rarity came in a violent surge. It rocked her entire body with pleasure. Wave after wave came cascading down, a testament to the skill of her company and their tongues.

Spike had quickly removed his tongue and placed his mouth over one of her furry lips as Applejack positioned her mouth in a similar fashion. They had barely gotten in place when the flood gates had come crashing down. Both of them began sucking and drinking the precious nectar from Rarity’s flower making sure not a single drop hit the floor or was wasted.

Applejack lifted her head up, still enjoying the taste of her friend.

Spike pulled away, sucking hard and making an audible pop. “Delicious, better than any gem could even wish to be.”

“I think we might have broken her, Spike. Equestria to Rarity, your hot ass is needed for more sexy fun. Wake up.” Applejack smacked Rarity’s ass.

“Oooooooh. That was just amazing; you two are quite talented with those tongues of yours.” Rarity began to shake herself back to reality as she turned around. The pleasure still rippled through her, but she was ready to move on. After all, poor Spike had not received any release, and as a lady, it was her duty to show him her thanks for all he’d done. Being generous was going to be fun.

Applejack and Rarity were now both staring directly at Spike, giving him sultry looks through lidded eyes.

“Well, Spike, we showed you ours, now it’s your turn,” Applejack demanded.

“Indeed, darling. It isn’t nice to keep ladies waiting.”

Spike knew better than to argue with the two mares and shifted his hands to his waist. Applejack and Rarity gasped as Spike pulled out two long, wide, and pointed erections easily larger than any stallions. They could feel a burning fire between their haunches as they fantasized about being mounted by Spike’s twin dragons. Spike on the other hand was feeling a tad uncomfortable, thanks to the two wide eyed mares staring at him, or more accurately, at his rods.

“Wow, he really does have two,” exclaimed a rather surprised Applejack.

“And look at the size,” Rarity could hardly contain the excitement in her voice.

“Yea!”

“So, Spike, what would you like to do, now?” Rarity wore a sultry smile across her face.

“I would like to make love to the beautiful mares in front of me.”

“Well we’re happy to oblige, but how would you like to do that?” It was taking every ounce of self-control Applejack had to not pounce on him right there.

“If you two could get up on the bed and lay down on your backs, I think that would be a good way to start.”

“Let me slip out of my dress, wouldn’t want to get it dirty.” Rarity levitated her black dress over her head and into her closet but kept the Fire Ruby pendant on.

“I’ll stay in mine, they’re sexy, and I don’t mind cleaning up a mess.” Applejack turned to show off her chaps and flank, winking at Spike.

“Spike, before we begin, it’s both Applejack’s and my first time, please be gentle at least at the beginning.” Applejack nodded in agreement as her and Rarity climbed on to the bed and laid down on their backs. They placed their tails flat against the bed so that their marehoods were completely exposed.

“Of course, I love you two, and I wouldn’t have it any other way,” Spike assured them, as he positioned himself between his two loves. “Are you ready?”

Rarity embraced Applejack who gladly returned the gesture knowing that it was going to hurt and grateful for the support.

“Go ahead, Spike.”

“We’re ready.”

Spike couldn’t believe how warm and tight they felt as he slowly and gently slid into them, until he met resistance. He ripped through as gently as he could, trying to ease their pain as much as possible. The two mares under him cried out in pain and held each other closer. Spike stopped to let them adjust and looked down to see blood dripping from both of their lips. He started petting their backs to help them become more comfortable as he vowed to himself to never hurt them again and always make sure they were happy. “Tell me when you’re ready and we’ll continue,” Spike made sure to sound as if they had all the time in the world.

After a few moments had passed Rarity spoke up, “I think it’s okay for you to start now, Spike.”

Applejack nodded her head in agreement. “I’m good too, Spike.”

Spike started out slowly and kept a steady pace as he went as deep as he could before coming back and almost out. Rarity and Applejack had started moaning in pleasure after getting over their initial pain. Spike couldn’t believe how erotic and sexy their moans were. He could feel their insides tighten around his rods as they try to hold him inside when he was on his way out. He increased his pace as he pounded into them eliciting even sexier cries of pleasure from the two mares.

Their faces revealed embarrassment and heat through the dark red line across them. Applejack’s eyes were closed her head back and lips parted as she voiced her approval. Rarity on the other hand was staring straight at Spike through half lidded eyes that shone of lust and love.

Sweat drenched the coat of the two mares. Applejack welcomed the warm sticky perspiration, a familiarity from years working the orchard. To her it felt natural, right. Rarity on the other hand momentarily worried about being dirty, and then forsaked such thoughts. How could anything that was a product of their love be dirty after all?

As Spike was riding the two of them, Applejack became enthralled in pleasure and began licking the base of Rarity’s horn, moving her tongue in small circles over it before gently sucking on the tip. Rarity raised her volume in accordance with Applejack’s actions and moved her hoof down to tease Applejack’s clit and squeeze her tits. She was to far gone to be gentle as she pulled, squeezed, and roughly rubbed the other mare vigorously. Applejack practically swallowed Rarity’s horn at the feeling of being played with so mercilessly, but managed to speed up her pace instead.

Spike couldn’t keep his eyes off the action as his two beautiful mares pleasured each other. By now he was pounding into them as hard and deep as he could, growling as he went. He knew he wouldn’t be able to last much longer, but from the looks of it neither could they. Spike suddenly had an evil idea to guarantee they all came together. He brought his left claw down hard against Rarity’s left cheek and used his long tongue as a whip against her right, a crack auditable from contact. At the same time he shoved the thumb on his right claw quick and hard into Applejack’s ass. The effect was spontaneous as both mares came, making the previous ones seem like nothing. “SPIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKE!” they shouted in unison, squeezing each other tighter.

With both of them clenching down on his rods Spike roared, loud and feral, thrusting into them as deeply as he could, as he reached his own orgasm and spilled his seed into them.

The sex and surprise ending from Spike had been amazing, but neither mare had expected his cum to shoot into them hot and thick, as it filled every inch of their insides and spurted out of the openings. They cried out in ecstasy reaching a second orgasm before the first was even close to ending. The three locked lips as they rode on the waves of pleasure from their orgasms. Never had they felt so close to anyone or anything else.

Spike slid out of Rarity and Applejack causing a mixture of fluids to pour out of their marehoods flowing down their inner thighs and over their flanks. He collapsed between them and rolled over, sliding his arms around them. They wrapped their hooves around him and snuggled against him. They laid there for a few moments enjoying one another’s warm embrace encompassed by ecstasy and their love for each other.

“So who’s ready for round two?” Applejack asked, shooting the other two a sultry look.

“Oh, there is something I read about that I wanted to try out.” Rarity perked up with a mischievous glare on her face.

“Well I want to lay here; pumping into you two was exhausting.” Spike rose to his elbows

“Actually that’s a good idea; Spike, we’ll take the lead this time,” Rarity agreed full heartedly.

“I leave it to you two then.” Spike saluted and laid back down.

Rarity whispered something in Applejacks ear and a similar mischievous smile shrouded her face. “Oh, that does sound fun.”

Rarity and Applejack moved down to Spike’s twin gifts to marekind and began blowing on them. The response was almost instantaneous as his lower half stood at attention for the two playful mares. They lifted themselves above Spike and slowly came down towards his members. They stopped right before impaling their marehoods on his spears and rubbed them over the tip, Spike growling a little at the treatment. Then, to Spike’s surprise they moved forward and slowly encased his shafts into their asses. They lowered themselves down a little at a time to get used to his size and penetration, thankful that he was still lubricated in the combination of their juices from before. It was slightly uncomfortable and painful, but it still felt unbelievably pleasant to the two.

Spike noticed how different it felt from their marehoods, it was tighter and less moist. He didn’t find it any more pleasant, but it wasn’t any less either it was just different in a very good way. Once the girls were all the way in, they sat on Spike’s waist for a few minutes and adjusted to his girth being in their rears.

“Darling, why don’t you start us off?”

“Sure, sugarcube.” Applejack started slowly moving herself up Spike’s shaft. When she reached the top and started heading down, Rarity began going up.

They started slow and worked into a rhythm where they were never going the same direction on Spike’s twins. Spike was growling in pleasure as he was assaulted by the feeling of going in and out at the same time. It was so intense and unique that even in his wildest fantasies he’d never considered the possibility of being ridden by two beautiful mares that were going in different directions on his rods. Toss in the fact he was in their luscious and tight asses, and he was pretty sure no man had or would ever be so lucky again.

Rarity and Applejack were starting to go wild. They could feel the others’ motions as they picked up the pace.

Rarity loved every second, every millimeter, of her procession as she straddled Spike under her. It seemed only fitting that she should help Applejack enjoy it even further. With her intentions in mind and between her moans of passion, Rarity had managed to get hoof to Applejacks marehood and was clopping her off roughly as they started skewering themselves as fast as they could on Spike’s dragon virility. Applejack was too lost in her own pleasure to return the favor, however.

Spike on the other hand, even enthralled in his ecstasy, had never taken his eyes off the two mares. He quickly and skillfully darted his tongue out of his mouth and into Rarity’s dripping flower. Rarity whined in pleasure as Spike began flicking his forked tongue inside her, going deeper and deeper with every second and teasing her every inch of her as he went. Every few seconds he would roll his tongue around in her and listen to her screams of infatuation. It was music to his ears.

Spike roared as he reached his climax, digging into the sheets and ripping them with his claws. For the first time since starting, both mares had come down on his drakehoods in an attempt to capture every drop of his boiling seed inside them.

The sensation of being filled with his hot, thick cum, as well as the hoof grinding against Applejack’s lips and the soaking wet tongue that had zipped out from between Rarity’s legs and back into Spike’s mouth had brought the girls to their own climaxes. Their own orgasms sprayed over Spikes stomach as they fell onto his chest.

The three of them laid their breathing and exhausted. Spike planted a deep loving kiss on Rarity’s lips; they tasted each other’s mouths as their tongues entwined, Rarity tasting more than a bit of her own arousal that now coated Spike’s tongue. Spike pulled away and planted a kiss on Applejack mouth, their tongues dancing together between their mouths. Applejack recognized the familiar flavor of Rarity juices from her job soothing her earlier and sucked on Spike’s tongue to take some for herself. Spike laid back and held each of them close in a loving embrace.

“Best night ever!” he moaned out between exhausted breaths.

“Best night ever, so far,” Rarity managed giving Spike a quick wink.

“Here’s to many more,” Applejack cooed snuggling further into Spike.

The three of them fell asleep in each other’s embrace, the girls enjoying the heat coming off of Spike and Spike enjoying the softness coming from their fur against his scales.

Rarity woke up a few hours later accidently waking Applejack as she snuggled into Spike trying to get back to sleep.

“Morning, my sleeping beauties.” Spike was staring at the two mares fighting with consciousness against their personal furnace.

“Spike, how long have you been up?” Applejack managed to ask, shaking herself awake softly.

“About an hour or so.”

“Spike, darling, what have you been doing for an hour just lying there?” Rarity realized it was time to wake up as she lifted herself further onto Spike.

“I was watching you two sleep, you’re both so peaceful and beautiful when you’re asleep. Well you’re always beautiful to be fair,” Spike admitted as he looked into their eyes lovingly. “I was also wondering why you two fell in love with me; you admitted loving me but you never told me why.”

Rarity and Applejack spent the next few hours telling Spike stories of how he had managed to win the hearts of the fashionista and the cowpony, holding them closer with every story. He was told of his hard work, his kindness, his strength, and his devotion. He in turn told the girls of how he had picked up these traits by learning from them. It was perfect, and he could feel the love growing between them as the night carried on.

Flying High

Rainbow Dash and Spike stood at the starting line of Rainbow Dash’s Ghastly Gorge Race Course.

“Yo, Spike! Ready to lose?” Rainbow Dash taunted, positioning herself at the starting line.

“No, but I’m ready to win.” Spike spread his wings and stretched them as he took position.

Ever since Spike’s wings had grown, Dash had taken it upon herself to teach Spike how to be an awesome flier, like her. Spike had learned quickly, and with Dash’s coaching it was not long before he progressed into one of the fastest fliers in Equestria. His maneuverability still needed work however, hence the weekly races Rainbow Dash and Spike started having through Ghastly Gorge.

“Um… if it’s okay with you guys… get ready… set…go!” Fluttershy squeaked, waving a small flag to signal the start. The two competitors shoot off.

Dash found her mind wandering as she cleared the familiar obstacles. She found herself thinking of Spike, it was happening a lot lately. Spike had a competitive side that rarely showed, but when he was serious, could compete with her or A.J.’s competitive nature. She admired it deeply; it was a rare trait among the peaceful ponies of Equestria. It was more than that though, ever since Spike had started training with her, she felt as if she was pushing herself further just to impress him. She found herself waiting all week just for the chance to race and train with him.

Spike brought out the best in her, and had volunteered to help her train for the Wonderbolts, claiming it was the least he could do for her. When the tryouts had been only two weeks away she had spent every moment she could training, and Spike was there beside her, sometimes flying and at other times just cheering her on. The tryouts had been rough, but her friends and Spike were there cheering her on. The crowd had watched in silent awe, all except for six mares and a drake who cheered, as Rainbow Dash shattered all of the tryout courses previous records. As they announced the future Wonderbolts, Dash could hardly contain herself as Celestia called her name and presented her with her new outfit. As soon as the ceremony had ended, she tackled Spike and hugged him, screaming “I MADE IT!” Her friends had quickly joined the hug making it less awkward for her.

SNAP! A cavern eel barely missed Rainbow Dash.

“Rainbow Dash you okay?” Spike shouted out from in front of her.

“I just wanted to see your face when I stole victory!” She quickly increased her speed as the two of them barreled towards the finish line. It had been close a finish, but Rainbow Dash was still the fastest flier in Equestria, beating Spike by a hoof.

“Good… Race,” Spike panted out.

“You… too… you’re getting… a lot better… at this.”

“All thanks to you,” Spike replied, finally catching his breath. He could of swore Dash had blushed, but attributed it to the adrenaline and surge used to win the race.

“Wow, you two were great, one of the best finishes yet. Rainbow Dash you were amazing, and Spike you’re improving so much,” Fluttershy complimented, trotting over to the two exhausted racers.

“Thanks Shy,” Rainbow Dash said, regaining her composure.

“Yea Fluttershy, it means a lot,” Spike responded, flexing his sore wings.

“Spike… are you still coming over to help… if that’s okay?”

“Of course, I can’t have you journeying into the Everfree forest alone.”

“Bye guys, I have to get to Canterlot for Wonderbolt training.” Dash spread her wings and took off.

“Later Dash, I’ll beat you next time,” Spike shouted, as he and Fluttershy waved goodbye.

“In your dreams, dragon boy!”

“Ready to go, Fluttershy?” Spike asked.

“Sure,” Fluttershy responded, hiding behind her mane.

Spike and Fluttershy walked back to her cottage, quietly enjoying the sunshine. Fluttershy kept stealing glances at Spike, as they walked. Dragons utterly terrified her but with Spike it was different, he was so kind and strong. She could just imagine being wrapped in those strong arms of his as he held her close. She knew how her friends felt about Spike, and felt terrible for even considering taking him for herself and making them sad. No, she would just sit quietly by and let one of her friends be happy.

Still, she found herself unable to stop thinking about him. He was so kind. Often when the girls and she went on one of their adventures, he would volunteer to take care of the animals for her so that she could have fun and help her friends. Once it had even caused him to miss Twilights birthday party. He worked so hard to take care of them as skillfully as Fluttershy did. And even though Angel would never admit it, he had come to respect and maybe even like Spike. Angel did not like anyone.

“Fluttershy? Are you okay?” A strong but gentle voice cut into her thoughts.

“Oh, sorry Spike, I guess I was just enjoying the weather,” Fluttershy blushed, at getting caught day dreaming.

“Yeah, Rainbow Dash’s replacement and Celestia did a really nice job today. I’ll wait here while you go get your herb bag.”

Spike curled into a ball and faced the front door as Fluttershy headed into her cottage. A few moments later the yellow Pegasus appeared with a large brown satchel around her.

“Okay Spike, let’s go.”

Spike nodded and they headed into the woods to pick medicinal herbs for the animals. Fluttershy had grown more assertive after the Iron Will incident, but she still found it amazing at how relaxed she was around Spike. She could talk with him so easily, as long as she did not get embarrassed about something. She felt safe around him, and she loved it… she loved him. Admitting it hurt, she could never have him. Her friends would be supportive sure, but they would all feel resentment, they loved him too after all. If only everyone could be happy.

“GRRRRRRRRRRRR”

“Spike did you say something?”

“FLUTTERSHY GET DOWN!” Spike sprang in front of Fluttershy as a Timber wolf jumped out of the surrounding foliage. It came down hard, biting into Spike’s left arm. Spike quickly grabbed it and threw it back against a tree. “We need to go, now!” Spike picked Fluttershy up and shoot into the sky, leaving the Timber wolf behind, as two little pups came out of the forest to check their mother.

“Spike is your arm okay?” Fluttershy asked, she knew panicking would not help and that Spike needed his arm looked at right away.

“Yea, it’s fine, thick scales.”

“Spike, don’t scare me like that,” she said, snuggling into his chest.

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” he reassured her.

They landed next to Fluttershy’s cottage. Fluttershy got out of Spike’s arms and inspected his left arm. His scales had large gashes in them, but he was not bleeding. She rubbed some of the herbs on arm and wrapped the injured scales in a bandage.

“I’m glad you didn’t hurt the Timber wolf, we probably just got to close to her den. I’m happier that you’re okay though”

“As long as you’re okay, that’s all I care about”

“You’re to reckless Spike,” she kissed his cheek, “Thanks for saving me,” and flew into her cottage.

Rainbow Dash flew back into Ponyville as the evening was coming to an end. She had been invited to Rarity’s yesterday, and it had seemed important. She made it right as the clock turned Six, right on time, she could not help but smurk. She walked up and knocked on the door.

“Rarity, I’m here.”

“The doors open darling,” came a disembodied voice, no doubt belonging to her fashion loving friend.

Dash opened the door and walked in closing it softly behind her. “Rarity where are you?”

Rarity walked out of the backroom followed by Applejack. “Howdy, Rainbow Dash.”

“Hey A.J., didn’t expect you to be here.”

“Shall we adjourn to my couch; we have something we need to talk to you about.” Rarity led the others over to her “drama queen” couch as Dash called it. “Much better.”

“So what did you two want to talk about?”

“We know about your feelings for Spike, sugarcube.”

“WHAT! I don’t have feelings for Spike, you two must be crazy,” a now ecstatic, Rainbow Dash claimed.

“Oh, it’s nothing to be ashamed of darling. Applejack and I feel the same way, so do the other three in fact, they just haven’t come out about it yet,” Rarity responded, trying to calm Dash of her embarrassment.

“Wait! You girls love him too?”

“Got ya, Dash. We knew you felt the same as us, just had to trick ya out of it.” A.J. looked very smug.

“So then, what are we going to do about it?” Dash asked, finally calming down.

“Well I’m sure you’d agree, it would be best if everyone was happy,” Rarity responded.

“And how do you propose we all end up happy?”

“Simple darling, we share him, not as a friend but as a lover. In fact Applejack and I have already shared him, together,” Rarity gave A.J. a mischievous smile as she said the last part.

“YOU DID WHAT!?”

“We slept together with Spike,” A.J. responded, somewhat flustered at the admittance.

“We even told him that if any of you girls came on to him, that if he returned the feeling, he should act on it.”

“This is crazy,” Rainbow Dash paused. “Do you think he, ya know, loves me back?” she asked, afraid of the wrong answer.

“Oh, most definitely, darling. Which leads us to our other reason for calling you over here.”

“Ya see, we know you’re perfectly capable of taking care of your part, but we need ya to get Fluttershy on board.”

“How do you expect me to do that?” Dash could not believe that she was considering sleep with her oldest friend and their mutual love.

“Simple, get her on Spike,” Rarity answered.

“…How?”

“Well the three of us will explain things to her, a little less detailed mind you. I’m sure she’ll love the idea of us sharing Spike. We just need you to make sure she seals the deal.”

“And when do you plan on having us tell her?” Rainbow Dash could not help but think this crazy plan could work. It had to work!

A.J. looked at the clock, “in 5 minutes, when she gets here.”

“Cutting it kind of close aren’t you?”

“Not at all, we can help you two plan your date with Spike.”

Suddenly there was a barely audible knock on the door. “Fluttershy, darling, come in.”

The door slowly opened and in crept Fluttershy. “Sorry, I’m a little early. Oh, hi Applejack, hi Rainbow Dash, I did not know you two were going to be here. Are Pinkie Pie and Twilight joining us?”

“No, sugarcube, it’s just us four tonight.”

“Come over and join us Shy,” Rainbow Dash said, patting the cushion next to her as she scooted over.

“Thanks. So what’s this all about, Rarity?”

“We wanted to tell you about an idea of ours.”

“Oh, what is it?”

Rarity looks over the four mares, “We’re in love with Spike, and we know you are to.”

Fluttershy suddenly turned back to her old self at this confession, “I-I-I don’t want to take him from you all. You can…”

“Stop that now Fluttershy! We would never ask you to give up on Spike. You have as much right as any of us to love him.” Rainbow Dash was not going to sit there as her oldest friend tried to surrender her feeling for her sake.

“But I can’t hurt you three, Pinkie, or Twilight by taking him for my own.” Fluttershy realized she had just outed her other two friends and was now hiding behind her mane.

“It’s fine, sugarcube. We already knew how they felt,” Applejack admitted, trying to ease Fluttershy’s guilt.

“Then why aren’t they here?”

“We want to talk to everyone separately; now, let’s get back to you. Fluttershy, you don’t have to hurt us to have Spike, that’s why we’re all here. We want all of us to be with Spike, and Spike wants to be with all of us,” Rarity said, attempting to get the conversation back on track.

“You mean he knows about this?” Fluttershy squeaked, afraid her crush had found out the truth.

“Of course not, Spike just loves all of us,” Rainbow Dash assured her friend.

“Applejack and I already had a date with Spike, where we confessed our love and told him we were happy to share him with any of you girls that might feel the same. Now we were hoping that you and Rainbow Dash would take him out and do the same,” Rarity explained.

“I… don’t… know.” The prospect of going on a date with Spike and Dash scared her a little.

“Come on Shy, with you and me together nothing can stop us! Spike won’t know how to handle two more beautiful mares confessing to him,” Rainbow Dash bragged, hoping to improve her friend’s morale.

“YEAH! We can do it!” Fluttershy shouted, surprising her friends. “I mean… if that’s… okay with you.”

“Of course it is!” exclaimed, the now psyched, Rainbow Dash.

“Great, now let’s plan your date, darlings.” Rarity had lots of ideas on the matter, and the four conspirators talked into the night.

As everyone was walking out Rarity stopped Rainbow Dash and handed her a lightning bolt necklace. “What’s this?”

“It’s enchanted so that Applejack and I can make sure everything goes well. Don’t take it off for any reason.”

“Okay, Rarity.” Rainbow Dash saluted and flew out the door towards her cloud mansion.

The next day found Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, and Spike flying out to Cloudsdale early in the afternoon.

“So girls, where are we going?” Spike asked, still surprised at being dragged off without any notice when the two mares had appeared at the library door.

“It’s a surprise, Spike, but trust me you’re going to love it,” Rainbow Dash answered.

“Well, can you at least tell me why we’re going there?”

“Spike, you’ve been so helpful to Dash and me that we wanted to do something fun with you,” Fluttershy explained.

“Hmm… sounds interesting, but you two didn’t have to do anything like this. You help me out all the time too.”

“Aw, quiet you. Just be happy you’re getting to go out with the most awesome mare and the cutest mare in Ponyville at the same time.”

“Wait… this is a date?”

Rainbow Dash blushed a deep crimson red. “Well… it’s-”

Thankfully, Fluttershy came to her rescue. “Yes, it is.”

“Dash was right; I have a lot to be happy about. She was wrong about one thing though. I’m going out with the cutest mare and the most awesome mare in all of Equestria- not just Ponyville.”

Both girls’ faces lit up in embarrassment at the sincerity of the young drake’s words. They spent the rest of the flight in silence.

Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy descended slowly, landing in near a field just outside Cloudsdale’s Rainbow Factory. Spike was right behind them lading with a soft thud.

The field was filled with all kinds of cover: everything from walls and small windowed sheds to hills and trenches. At the entrance to the field stood a large sign “Rainbow Paintball!”

Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy began trotting over to a table to the left of the sign to sign up for the day’s games; on the right sat another table full of vests, goggles, and strange metal items. A Pegasus stallion sat behind the table, and a number of other ponies, mostly Pegasi, stood lounging around.

“What is all this?” Spike asked.

“Rainbow Paintball. It’s a new game invented here in Cloudsdale. Basically they filled small breakable balls with the rainbow paint they make in the factory. Then you use these magically powered “guns” to shoot them at the opposing team. If you get hit you’re out until the next round, and in order to keep the game fair you’re not allowed to use magic or fly,” Rainbow Dash explained.

“Sounds like a lot of fun, but it doesn’t really sound like Fluttershy’s cup of tea,” Spike said, voicing his concern for the sweet yellow mare a few hooves in front of him.

“It’s okay Spike. Rainbow Dash said it’s a lot of fun and that no one gets hurt. Plus with the two of you on my team protecting me I couldn’t feel safer,” Fluttershy stated, but still, sounding a bit nervous.

“Yeah! The two of us will keep her nice and protected,” Rainbow Dash confirmed.

A male voice rang out from the crowd of ponies, “RAINBOW DASH!? IS THAT YOU!?”

The trio, having finished paying, turned around to be greeted by none other than the Wonderbolts’ own Soarin’ and Spitfire.

“Hey, Dash! Didn’t expect to see you, Fluttershy, and Spike here,” Spitfire said, greeting the three.

“I could say the same thing. What are you and Soarin’ doing out here?”

“You know how Spitsy is- she just loves stuff like this, and so I thought I’d ask her out and bring her here. How about you three?”

“We’re on a date.”

“All three of you… together?”

“Yes.”

Soarin’ paused for a moment and looked at Spike. “Spike, you are my hero, getting these two beautiful mares to go out with you at the same time. Tell me, how’d you do it?”

Spitfire gave her date a look of annoyance and spoke up before Spike could say anything, “Well, we’ll see you on the field.” She suddenly bit Soarin’s ear and pulled him away.

“He’s so screwed,” Spike said.

“Yep.”

“Yep.”

The trio gathered up their gear and made their way to join the rest of the ponies. The guns were mostly metal tubing connected to a feeder that the balls went into and a magic crystal that shoot out a limitless supply of compressed air. They had a strap that went around the player’s neck and a large trigger for a pony’s hooves. Spike’s gun had a smaller trigger for his fingers, designed specifically for gryphons and young dragons to use.

The young stallion came out from behind the table wearing a white and black stripped vest. The referee explained the rules quickly and clearly and separated the group into two teams of seven, keeping any parties that asked together. On the team opposite Rainbow Dash, Spike, and Fluttershy were Soarin’ and Spitfire.

The combatants headed onto the field. The referee gave them thirty seconds to hide on their respective sides and blew the whistle. Soarin’ and Spitfire quickly took out two of the trio’s teammates, acting every bit as the military organization they represented, even if it was mostly for show and entertainment.

Fluttershy was hiding behind a wall with Spike and Rainbow Dash next to her. She was not doing well with all the noise and shouting from the two teams. Spike saw one of his teammates get the jump on two of their opponents and take both out, but he was quickly shot in the side by Soarin’. Another one of his teammates, a young unicorn filly, attempted to rush Soarin’ and Spitfire, but was quickly taken out by a single shot to the chest from Spitfire.

“Rainbow Dash, we need to take those two out if we have any chance of winning, we’re all that’s left,” Spike whispered.

“Watch this and get ready to shoot.”

Rainbow Dash jumped on top of the hill and turned her rear towards her two Wonderbolt teammates and her enemies on the field. “Soarin’, kiss my flank!” she shouted out wiggling her butt for emphasis. Soarin’ turned his head just in time to get shot in the face by Spike. Spitfire began shooting at Rainbow Dash though. Only quick thinking by Spike saved Rainbow Dash from walking home with a flank that matched her mane and tail, as he grabbed her front leg and pulled her into him. Rainbow Dash dove onto the hill and quickly returned fire, nailing Spitfire right in the chest.

“Nice shoot,” Spike complimented.

“You, too.”

“Well if it isn’t Rainbow Crash, Fluttercry, and Huffy, the magic dragon,” mocked an annoying voice.

Realizing that, in their victory, they had forgotten that the opposing team had three members left, they turned to face a group of three Pegasi: Hoops, Dumb-bell, and Score.

“Oh, horseapples,” Rainbow Dash muttered as a flurry of paintballs shot towards the three.

Rainbow Dash almost got nailed right in the side; however, Spike managed to throw himself in front of Fluttershy and Dash, standing on two legs using his front and opened wings to shield the two mares, getting completely soaked in paint but leaving them completely clean.

“HAHAHAHA! Huffy down, Rainbow Crash and poor little Fluttercry left, to easy.”

Suddenly from behind Spike a shout came, “NOBODY MAKES FUN OF MY DRAGON OR FRIENDS!”

Everyone on the field froze as an enraged Fluttershy jumped on to Spike’s shoulder propelling herself into the air while spraying a seemingly endless wave of ball-shaped death onto the three foolish and unlucky Pegasi colts, all the while screaming, “AHHHHHHHHH!”

When Fluttershy hit the ground her previously unfired gun was entirely empty. Where the three jocks had once stood was a giant splatter of paint every color of the rainbow. Movement from the blob revealed the three unfortunate souls covered entirely in paint and left three Pegasi-shaped outlines in the freshly colored grass.

The field stood in silence. Spike looked over his shoulder to see Rainbow Dash looking past his wings at her shy friend who was breathing heavily from her outburst. Dash smirked at Spike. He returned the look. Suddenly, both of them were behind Fluttershy. They lifted her into the air on their shoulders, and started chanting “Fluttershy! Fluttershy!”

The chanting snapped the referee out of his shock; he declared the cheering trio’s team the victors.

The three played a few more games before leaving. Fluttershy had become quite active after the first game, enjoying it a lot. They won and lost, but, mostly, they had fun, and, by the end of it, the three were entirely covered in paint of all colors.

“That was amazing! I still can’t believe Fluttershy let loose on those guys,” Spike shouted, overjoyed.

“I know, they hid from her every game,” Rainbow Dash agreed.

“I hope they’re not upset with me.”

“It’s part of the game Fluttershy. I’m sure they’ll be fine,” Spike said, trying to assure her.

“They deserved it, anyways,” Rainbow Dash remarked. “Spike, you know you didn’t have to protect me, right?”

“Of course not, but I wanted to. I’m covered in paint, though. We all are,” Spike said, looking over the group.

Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy gave Spike a quick peck on his cheeks for his sacrifice. They all blushed a little.

“Hey, you three!” came a loud shout.

“Oh, great! Not these jokers again,” Dash murmured.

“Give ‘em a chance, Dash. If nothing else, you can always ask Princess Celestia to banish them to the moon,” Spike joked.

“I’m sure they’ll behave,” Fluttershy stated, looking very innocent, but sounding very intimidating.

The three Pegasi reached the group and began talking, “Look, we hope we didn’t go too far with the name calling earlier. We were caught up in the excitement of everything,” Hoops said, rubbing the back of his neck with his hoof.

Dash seemed genuinely taken aback, but remembered a similar incident back at the Best Young Flier Competition. “Yeah, it’s cool. All part of the competitiveness that comes along with games.” After all, she had taunted Soarin’ herself.

“I hope I didn’t hurt you,” Fluttershy whimpered, losing her previously intimidating air.

“No worries. We were more shocked then anything,” Score explained.

“You three got me pretty good yourselves,” Spike fooled.

“And you got us a few times in the following games as well,” Dumb-Bell spoke up.

“Well, we’re out. Got to go get this paint off. Later.”

They all waved goodbye as the three Pegasi flew off.

“They have a point, why don’t we head back to my place? My mansion has the best shower, straight from a cloud,” Dash bragged.

“A warm shower does sound nice,” Fluttershy agreed.

“Sounds like a plan. Lead the way Dash.”

The three took off towards Rainbow Dash’s cloud mansion, one of the perks of being able to manipulate and live on clouds, as the sun began setting over the horizon. They arrived just as Luna’s moon rose into the sky replacing Celestia’s sun.

“It’s pretty late. Why don’t you two spend the night?” Rainbow Dash offered, opening the door and leading them in.

“I’ll have to send a letter to Twilight, but I don’t see why not.”

“Could you send one to Angel as well, telling him to take care of the others tonight?”

“Sure.”

Rainbow Dash grabbed some paper, a quill, and an ink vial out of a drawer and handed it to Spike; who proceeded to write two quick letters. He sent them one at a time turning them to ash with his emerald fire.

“That should do it.”

Rainbow Dash led them to a large bathroom with a hot-tub-type bathtub and a separate medium-sized shower.

“Spike, why don’t you take the first shower?” Fluttershy offered.

“I can wait. I’m sure you two would prefer to get the paint out of your fur right away.”

Rainbow Dash bucked the cloud above the shower causing a strong stream of hot water to start pouring out. She opened the door and began talking, “There’s only enough water for one warm shower.”

Spike and Fluttershy would have gladly surrendered it to one of the others, but Dash was not about to let her lie get wasted by their giving attitudes. Before either one could even offer, she pushed both of them inside and got in behind them, closing the door.

“Dash, what are you doi-” Spike attempted to ask, but was interrupted as Rainbow Dash placed her lips over his. She pushed him into the cascading rain fall, savoring his taste and the feeling of the warm water running through her paint-soaked coat. The kiss lasted only a few moments but was cut off by Dash almost as quickly as she had started it.

“Does that answer your question?”

Fluttershy’s face had turned a bright pink similar to her mane as she watched her friend and her love make out. Rainbow Dash trotted behind her and quietly whispered into her ear, “Your turn.”

With that she pushed Fluttershy right under the water into a still shocked Spike. Her eyes shot were wide open in surprise, but, as she felt her fur brush against his scaly lips and the warmth where the two meet, they closed slowly. She felt her body shudder from the pleasant feeling of kissing her love, not on the cheek, but on the lips as she had always dreamed. Her wings snapped to attention as the warm water ran over her body and flattened her mane against her back.

“Are you two enjoying yourselves? Mind if I join in?” Rainbow Dash asked, her voice taking on a seductive tone.

Fluttershy removed herself from Spike, feeling her cheeks turn red. Before she could recover however, Dash quickly planted her lips onto Fluttershy’s. Spike sat there and watched as the two dripping wet mares, paint washing off of them, kissed one another; he did not mind waiting his turn.

“Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, I could use a little help rinsing off. Here,” Rainbow Dash said, throwing a bottle of shampoo into Spike’s hands. She rose to her hind legs and placed her front hoofs against the cloud wall as the water poured down on top of her. “Make sure you two are nice and thorough; I don’t want paint left anywhere,” she teased, shaking her flank tauntingly.

“Oh, I think I can manage.”

Spike squirted an excessive amount of the shampoo into his hands and lathered them up, slowly. He laid the bottle next to Fluttershy, but upon seeing her cherry red face, knew that he would need to intervene. He took her front hooves in his hands, raising her on her hind legs, and began rubbing them against his hands. Holding her up, Spike moved behind her and began running her hooves over Rainbow Dash’s arms. Her mind played on autopilot as Spike let go of her hooves. He began by working his hands through the fur on Dash’s back.

Dash let out a small moan of pleasure as she enjoyed the sensual massage her friend and her dragon were giving her. No! Not her dragon! Their dragon! Not only did she get to have the dragon she loved, but so did her best friends, the oldest of whom was getting to share him with her right now. In a way, Rainbow Dash was also getting all of them on a more intimate level than friendship could ever be. She found the concept… tantalizing, and she was amazed that, in this moment, she realized the full prospect of Rarity’s plan.

Fluttershy snapped back to reality at the sound of her oldest friend’s enjoyment. Realizing what she had been doing, she moved her hooves to the base of Rainbow Dash’s wings. Rainbow Dash’s wings flew open in approval of being touched by someone else.

“Spike: run your fingers down the length of her wing bow. Pegasus wings are extremely sensitive to being touched by others,” Fluttershy instructed, losing her nervousness.

Spike slid his fingers along the path from the base of Rainbow Dash’s wings to the tip. At the same time he brought his head down and blew a soft warm breath onto Fluttershy’s own wings. Fluttershy let a small whine of pleasure escape her lips at the dragons teasing.

Rainbow Dash was not faring much better. She was practically panting as Spike rubbed the shampoo into her wings. Other thoughts had left her mind. She was now fully focused on what was happening to her, and more importantly, on who was doing it. Fluttershy had become active, and was on board with the current situation. Her plan was working, and the larger plan, Rarity’s, was working even better. Her mind mentally slapped her back to focus as she felt a pair of claws rub vigorously into her wings. Spike was not being gentle with her, and she loved it.

“Keep going,” Rainbow Dash begged, the feeling of control slowly slipping… away.

Fluttershy answered her friend’s plea by lowering herself on to her back and sliding under her friends legs. As soon as she was in position, she ran her hooves up the inside of Dash’s legs, covering them in soap. Once she got to her inner thighs, she began rubbing stronger and more thoroughly into the fur.

Spike, waiting until Fluttershy made herself comfortable, used his strong claws to rub Rainbow Dash’s flank, showing no mercy as he went. Her cutie mark was quickly covered with small soap bubbles.

Rainbow Dash was trying not to scream out in pleasure, as the two drove her to the edge of ecstasy. She could feel Spike’s claws, sharp and strong, squeezing her ass. Small tinges of pain mixed with the euphoria, driving her mad. She could feel Fluttershy working her hooves into her, getting closer and closer to the source of her heat. She could feel herself more than anything though, she was dripping wet. She was losing her mind as the love of her life and her once best friend, now shared lover, ran over her body, Spike with his hands and Fluttershy with her hooves.

Once Spike felt that Rainbow Dash’s ass had been fully shampooed, he leaned over and put his muzzle next to Dash’s ear. “You did say to be thorough.”

As if in on cue. Fluttershy brought her hoof up to Rainbow Dash’s marehood and began moving her hoof back and forth slowly over the crevice, increasing the pressure with each pass.

Spike, on the other hand, had used both of his hands to separate Rainbow Dash’s athletically-toned flank cheeks. He placed his soapy clawed finger right against the tight star that stood as the entrance into her ass. With one quick movement he drove his finger into her. “Have to get inside, too, then.”

Rainbow Dash felt the sudden, painful, and fantastic penetration of Spike’s claw in her ass, and the strong presence of Fluttershy’s hoof pressing against her marehood. She cried out at the pleasure of having both her entrances toyed with collided inside her. Spike had barely begun moving his finger inside her, but it was too late. She came, feeling the heat in her body intensify as the sudden burst of unbridled release washed over her. She could barely breathe as the sensation forced her tongue from her mouth. A torrent of ecstasy had started spilling out of her marehood. The fluid quickly covered Fluttershy’s hoof and poured on to her face, completely soaking her. Rainbow Dash had kept her head down the entire time, and had watched as she covered her closest friend’s face in her cum, while at the same time blocking any of the water from reaching her.

“Fluttershy, are… you- u ok-AY!?” Dash squeaked out, as her orgasm continued to roll through her.

Fluttershy’s response was to simply lick the top of her lips. “Salty, but I like it,” she purred, with a mischievous grin and a naughty glint in her half lidded eyes.

Rainbow Dash and Spike were at a loss for words as they watched the shyest mare they had ever meet commit once of the sexiest and naughtiest acts they ever dared to imagine.

Fluttershy carefully removed herself from Rainbow Dash’s legs making sure none of the cum washed off her face. She giggled innocently and looked at the two with a previously unknown hunger in her eyes.

“Wow, Fluttershy, I never knew you had it in you,” Spike commented.

“Yea, you should see yourself.” Rainbow Dash’s face suddenly lit up, and she flew out of the shower, leaving a rainbow colored trail behind her, and a rather surprised Spike alone with a rather horny Fluttershy. Half a second later, she returned with a full body mirror setting it up on the other end of the shower, free of the cascading water. “And now you can.”

Rainbow Dash faced Fluttershy towards the mirror before she could jump on to Spike. Upon seeing her freshly cum soaked face her new found confidence crumbled. “That- that- that’s me.” The hungry, lust covered beauty stared back, answering her question. Her cheeks flushed red and her knees buckled slightly.

Spike sat down behind her, his back leaning against the wall. He grabbed her gently and leaned her against him, so that her stomach was facing the mirror. He could see easily over her shoulder, and they stared at each other in the mirror. Fluttershy quickly covered herself with her tail.

Rainbow Dash walked up next to Fluttershy, with one eye on the mirror opposite of Spike. She ran her tongue up Fluttershy’s cheek, licking up her own juices as she went. Fluttershy could only watch as her friend cleaned her face with her tongue. Spike began rubbing her stomach as he planted a trail of slow kisses from her shoulder, along her neck, and onto her cheek, cleaning off more of Rainbow Dash’s cum as he went.

Fluttershy could not believe what she was watching. It was so embarrassing and dirty… but it was so hot. She could feel herself getting more and more aroused with each moment. It was not the most comfortable position, but the awkwardness seemed to be well worth it, enhancing the erotic experience further.

Rainbow Dash lay down on the floor of the shower, the water rolling down Spike’s neck and back and washing over her stomach and sides. She moved her tail to the side and let the mirror show her off.

“Spike, I think it’s time we see what she’s hiding,” Dash teased.

“Me too.”

“Dash, no,” Fluttershy whispered in embarrassment. Her pleading fell on deaf ears though as Dash grabbed on to Fluttershy’s tail with her hoof and pulled it down slowly.

Fluttershy watched in embarrassed arousal as she was uncovered. Her tail moved away revealing a soaking wet pair of lips with a dark spot in the fur around them. Next came a small puckered star near the base of her tail. Rainbow Dash tucked the tail under her stomach so that it would not obscure their view a second time. Fluttershy watched as her, Rainbow Dash, and Spike all stared at her most sacred of places, somewhere she had never shown anyone before. She felt as if her whole body was one big blush as she was inspected in the mirror.

Fluttershy followed Spike’s hand in the mirror as it trailed down her stomach to the furry prize held right below it. She shuddered at the first contact, her wings popping up, as the mirror reflected it back to her.

“I think we need a better view of her. Don’t you agree, Dash?”

“Oh, most definitely,” Dash purred.

Spike brought his free hand around Fluttershy’s hip, and placed one hand on each of her lips. Slowly, he started spreading them apart, revealing Fluttershy entirely. She watched, they all watched, as her wetness poured out of the now gapping tunnel. The pink moist inside matched her mane and tail, a small button stood fully erect as if begging to be played with, and a much smaller hole lay just inside her now quivering lips.

“It’s quite beautiful, just like the mare it belongs to,” Spike spoke up, trying to ease some the shy Pegasus’s embarrassment. It did not work, as her face somehow grew even redder.

“Fluttershy, you’re so cute,” Dash said, ignoring her friend’s dilemma, or perhaps in spite of it. “Now, I wonder what you taste like.”

Dash lifted her head up to Fluttershy’s hips and let her tongue slide out of her mouth so that Fluttershy could see it. The length, the width, and the rough texture nearly made Fluttershy faint as she imagined it brushing against her, lapping her up. To her surprise, however, Dash laid her head against Spike’s abdomen scales. She watched as her friend lifted her tongue upwards towards her-

“EEEEEEEEEEEK,” Fluttershy squeaked, in her cute little voice. “Dash, that’s not, the right place.”

Fluttershy watched in the mirror as Dash ran her tongue over her previously untouched rear entrance. The feeling of the coarse, warm, and foreign object brushing against her was amazing, but watching it happen to her was too embarrassing. She could see the liquid pour out of her lower lips in response to the treatment, and the mixed look of lust and embarrassment on her face. In an attempt to stop watching her oldest friend play with her, she lowered her view.

What she saw however, was that Rainbow Dash’s own exposed marehood was leaking its lubricant. She was getting hot from playing with her. As if in response to Fluttershy’s revelation, Rainbow Dash started moving her tongue in small circles around the edge of Fluttershy’s puckered star. Fluttershy’s eyes instantly snapped up to watch at her continued and enjoyed torment, as her throat moaned for more.

Spike, having enjoyed the last few moments of the two mare’s actions quietly, began moving his claws slowly against Fluttershy’s opened lips. She let a small happy whimper escape as he began his gentle assault. Feeling that he had waited long enough, he brought one hand to the top of her marehood above her clit and used his middle claws to hold her open with one hand. He lowered his other hand to the source of her wetness and slowly slid one finger in.

“AHHHHHHH,” Fluttershy screamed in ecstasy, as she felt the clawed finger penetrate her, cringing slightly at the claw’s sharpness at the same time.

She stared in the mirror, unable to look away, as Spike pushed his finger carefully in and out of her. She could feel every millimeter of his claw inside of her. He ran his finger in small circles inside her switching suddenly between clockwise and counterclockwise and then back again. Her mouth hung open slightly as she saw him raise a second finger to her already filled marehood.

The second finger entered much like the first, but proceeded to spread her insides further, increasing the tightness. Spike churned his fingers inside her slowly, flexing them lighly now and again for added effect. Next, he started opening and closing them slowly, increasing and decreasing how far apart her walls were. The last addition to his new movements was to move one of his fingers up while moving the other one down; he did this quickly and in rapid succession, eliciting a pleased moan in reward. And had that not been enough, he exchanged his pointer finger with his thumb to keep her held open. He brought his now freed claw to her clit, rubbing small circles around it.

Rainbow Dash, never one to be outdone, pierced Fluttershy’s sweet little back door with her tongue. She moved it up and down and in small circles as she tasted the other mare’s insides. Fluttershy’s tongue fell from her mouth in response.

Fluttershy knew she was not going to last much longer, as her mind gave into her desires. Still, her natural shyness would not go down quietly. As she felt herself reaching the peak of an eminent orgasm, she closed her eyes intent on not watching herself cum as her love and best friend gave her unimaginable pleasure. However, as soon as her eyes closed the incredible feeling subsided, her release denied.

“None of that now Fluttershy,” Rainbow Dash’s voice said, somewhere between her legs.

“We won’t continue unless you watch everything,” Spike spoke into her ear, gentle but demanding.

Unable to bear the idea of never knowing the feeling wrought by the fruits of her tormenters’ labor, she opened her eyes. Spike continued his work faster and harder in response; Rainbow Dash reentered Fluttershy, intent on finishing in ten seconds flat.

Fluttershy was, once again, brought to the peak of ecstasy, but this time she kept her eyes glued firmly to her soaked marehood. Her actions were rewarded as she was pushed over the edge into her orgasm.

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

She felt the orgasm rock her body in a fit of uncontrolled happiness, joy, and pleasure. She watched as a waterfall of fluid came rushing out of her.

Rainbow Dash wrenched her head back, mouth open, at a break neck speed only she could be capable of. She was quickly soaked in her friends release as it poured onto and sprayed her face and mouth. She swallowed with a loud, audible gulp.

“You’re right, it is good.” With that she kissed Spike sharing some of the juice splattered on her lips.

“She’s a little sweeter than you Rainbow Dash,” Spike teased.

“Well, of course. I always had more of a kick,” Dash proudly announced, winking at the two. “Now, Fluttershy, clean up this mess you made on my face, and use your tongue.”

Fluttershy, still on her orgasmic high, did as she was instructed and licked up the cum covering Dash’s face. She revealed in the taste and found herself agreeing with Spike about her tasting sweeter.

“So, Spike, think you can handle the most awesome mare and the most adorable mare in Ponyville at the same time?” Rainbow Dash taunted as she lifted Fluttershy off of Spike, allowing him to stand up out of the water.

“Yeah, Spike, you have to finish what you started,” Fluttershy purred in her newly discovered, naughty, sultry voice.

“Guess we’ll find out, won’t we?”

Spike was feeling pretty confident, after his night with Rarity and Applejack. He rose to his hind legs and unsheathed himself.

Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash quickly noticed a few things about Spike’s anatomy. A specific number, in fact.

“YOU HAVE TWO?” Rainbow Dash blurted out. Rarity and A.J. seemed to have forgotten to mention that not so little detail. It did make things more interesting, though. She had to fight back the urge to lower her hoof to her marehood as the possibilities flowed into her mind.

“And they’re so long… and thick… and pointed,” Fluttershy squeaked, her confidence lost again, as she attempted to hide behind her mane. However, if one could have seen behind the wet mane Fluttershy was using as cover, they would have seen the yellow Pegasus mare drooling as she imagined even one of them inside her. She felt the heat between her haunches intensify.

Fluttershy was not the only one whose confidence had faltered though. Spike was feeling extremely embarrassed, thanks to the reaction from the two mares about his equipment. Still, from the looks in their eyes, the revelations had excited them. So with a now red face, Spike made his move. He quickly moved forward, grabbed both by their front hooves, lifted them up on to their hind legs, and roughly pushed them against the wall and into the water, being careful not to hurt them the whole time. He rested their hooves around his neck giving them support. He hoped that his actions were not too rough.

Fluttershy’s face matched her mane as Spike used his impressive strength and bulging muscles to force her up and against the wall. He had managed to do it effortlessly, but so gently, that the movement seemed almost a lucid dream. She felt her chest tighten a bit as she stared into his slitted, emerald green eyes. Unable to look away due to their position, she noticed a small fear in Spike’s eyes that he had been too confident and had acted too brashly. She wanted to cuddle him like one of her animal friends when they were scared, but she settled for nuzzling into his neck to show her approval as she blew a hot breath on his ear frill. After all, he was not one of her animal friends. He was her lover, and that meant more.

Rainbow Dash was having a slightly different experience. She had never been handled so roughly before, and she had to admit, it was hot. She was so confident and so cool, that most people wouldn’t even dream of trying something like that. It was invigorating to see that Spike was willing to take the initiative and dominate her. She wouldn’t lie, she enjoyed doing a little dominating herself, Fluttershy could attest to that after the groups little play time in the shower before. Still, there was a thrill in being controlled, and this new sensation scared her a bit. Even if she had found pleasure in Spike’s actions, she wasn’t ready to give it all up just yet. And so, she flashed Spike a mischievous grin, noticing him relax a bit. And as Fluttershy leaned into him, she gave her a love nip on the neck.

The nip had sent a wave of excitement rippling through Fluttershy. She hadn’t expected Rainbow Dash’s advance, but she wasn’t about to complain. Intoxicated by the rush of adrenaline washing over her, she could feel her wild side starting to come out again. She whispered into Spike’s ear, “Be gentle.”

Rainbow Dash had heard, and for a second considered acting tough, but she knew that this was the kind of situation where showing weakness, really meant being strong. She looked at Spike, and with a cute, innocent expression begged, “Please.”

Spike understood; he brought himself to their entrances. He felt the girls’ shivers against his scales as the foreign objects kissed their lips. He gave them a loving smile and asked, “Ready?” Both gave a small, but nervous, nod. Spike pushed into them receiving a happy whimper as his tips slid in. He continued forward, slowly, until he came to a familiar resistance. He grabbed Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash and held them supportively, as he pierced through their innocence. Both cried out in pain, burying their faces into Spike’s neck. Spike watched as a small flow of blood dripped out from under them and into the running water. He held them tighter and brushed his claw through their manes as tears fell down his neck.

Dash lifted her head off of Spike first, and quickly wiped her tears away. “Stupid water, getting into my eyes.”

Fluttershy moved her head back, letting her tears fall freely. Spike used his claw to wipe them away. “Thanks, Spike.”

“How come you didn’t wipe mine away?” Dash asked, clearly feeling neglected.

“Because you weren’t crying, remember? You just got water in your eyes,” Fluttershy mocked, innocently.

“So,” Dash huffed, clearly annoyed at her little faux pas, and Fluttershy catching her on it.

Spike, however, actually seemed to feel bad about possibly showing favoritism, and turned to face Rainbow Dash. He brought his face forward, and gently licked away the remaining tears on her face. “Better?”

“It’s not like I was complaining. I was just curious,” Rainbow Dash said, the look on her face betraying her words.

“Of course not,” Spike said, letting her continue her delusion.

“Um… I think it’s okay… to continue… if you want,” Fluttershy chimed in, quietly.

“I’m with Shy, Spike. Ready when you are!”

“All right, let’s start slow,” Spike confirmed.

He began sliding into them again. Once he was about halfway in, he started moving back out. The two mares subconsciously attempted to follow him out, feeling empty inside from his retreat. The feeling did not last, though, as he pushed back in, once again filling them. He went further and further in with each thrust. Fluttershy squeaked; Spike stopped.

“I’m not hurting you two, am I?” He asked.

“It hurts a little, but it feels so good. I’ve never felt so warm inside before,” Fluttershy said, assuring Spike.

“Yea, it’s awesome! Anyways, no pain, no gain, right?” Dash added, sounding every bit as confident as one would expect from her.

Spike gave them both a quick but passionate kiss. He started again, this time bottoming out before pulling out. He found a slow, gentle rhythm in the erotic moans of his two lovers and matched his pace to it. He revealed in their warmth, as their moist insides squeezed tightly against his shafts.

Fluttershy managed to scream out between moans, “Rougher, Spike.”

“Faster, too,” Rainbow Dash panted out, her tongue hanging out her mouth as she finished.

Spike’s hands pressed against the wall as he pushed the mares against it with his body. He began pumping into them hard and fast. Each thrust brought new screams of ecstasy from the two mares as Spike quickly went from being fully immersed in them to almost sliding out. Fluttershy’s scream were loud and lustful, little more than howls yelling out for more. Rainbow Dash was lost in her own euphoria, her tongue rolled out of her mouth panting as Spike conquered her. However, their screams were quickly silenced as Rainbow Dash captured Fluttershy’s mouth with her own, their tongues wrestling against each other. A new sound encompassed the small shower in the screams heed. The sound of the falling water mixed with the loud and fast slapping of Spike’s actions as their flesh collided with one another in this lustful dance.

Spike was quick to act as he felt the last of his resistance failing. He let his hands fall from the wall, and onto the outer flanks of his two Pegasi lovers. He began groping their asses and massaging their Cutie marks. He brought his face together with theirs and joined in the passionate kiss, his long thin tongue wrapping around theirs.

Spike dove deep into them as hard and fast as he could. The three came as one, their bodies reverberating at the two points where they collided inside one another. Spike’s hot and thick cum coated every inch of their insides, as they clenched down on his dragonhoods.

Fluttershy broke the three way kiss as she screamed, a second orgasm rolling through her as Spike’s cum filled her and began leaking out. She had gone all the way with her love and the warmth spread throughout her body.

Rainbow Dash’s face contorted into a look of pure bliss as her second orgasm rocked through her body. She could feel the warm cum inside of her start spilling out as she was filled to capacity with her loves’ seed.

The streams from both mares were quickly washed away in the warm water.

Spike dropped on to his rear, dragging both girls down with him on top of him. He blew a strong stream of emerald fire upward, dissipating the rain cloud above, and rested his back against the wall holding on tightly to the two mares that had snuggled into his chest, enjoying the warmth against their wet bodies. Once again he felt the familiar surreal feeling of having sex with two beautiful and special mares that he loved, but mixed in with it was a touch of guilt. Sure Rarity and Applejack were okay with sharing him with the others, but what about Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash? Did they want him to be exclusive to them? If so, had he ruined everything by doing this?

“Let’s continue this in the bedroom,” Rainbow Dash purred into Spike’s chest.

“That sounds heavenly,” Fluttershy agreed, snuggling further into Spike.

The two mares reluctantly removed themselves from Spike, causing him to slide out of them at the same time. They whined a little as they felt the loss from between their thighs. They each exited the shower, grabbing a towel and drying off.

Spike rose to his feet. Even if he had been wrong in doing this, he would see it through to the end. He would own up to his mistake later; right now, he had two mares to care for.

Rainbow Dash led the trio through her home and up to her bedroom. Spike followed behind the two mares and noticed that every few steps, a few white drops fell from between their legs. He would offer to clean the house later, before anyone else noticed.

They reached the bedroom quickly to find a large cloud bed, similar in size to Rarity’s, waiting for them.

Fluttershy was staring directly at her best friends flank as a few of the white droplets came out. She spoke up, “Rainbow Dash could you move your tail aside?”

“Um, sure. Why?” Dash inquired.

Fluttershy dove face first into Rainbow Dash’s flower sucking it, and lapping white drops around the edges. She swallowed. “Because, you were leaking some of Spike’s wonderful present. It seemed like such a waste, so I took some for myself. You two taste quiet nice together,” she explained, licking her lips.

Rainbow Dash had been greatly enjoying the feeling of her friends tongue inside of her, moaning in complaint as she moved away to explain. “Oh,” Rainbow Dash exclaimed, a little flustered. Fluttershy proceeded to trot in front of her and lower herself to her front knees, sticking her flank up in the air and moving her tail to the side, revealing two moist, furry, yellow lips leaking their own white substance.

“Do you think you could help me with my extra?” Fluttershy asked, pouring on all of her cuteness.

Rainbow Dash’s reply was to surge her muzzle forward into the nectar flowing out of the yellow flower in front of her. She was much rougher with her tongue than Fluttershy, quickly licking up around her lips and then covering Fluttershy completely with her mouth and sucking out all of the extra seed in one deep, greedy action. Fluttershy didn’t seem to mind, though, as she rested her head against the floor, screaming out in joy. Her face turned a dark crimson as her wings spread themselves in agreement.

Rainbow Dash removed herself, making sure to nip as Fluttershy’s clit before pulling completely away. The yellow Pegasus shivered in excitement. “You and Spike mixed together was pretty good too.” She turned her head to face Spike. “Enjoying the show? Ready to get in on the action yourself I bet,” she teased.

“If you two think you can handle a second round,” Spike challenged back.

“Oh, we can handle it.”

“Um… can we do it like this?” Fluttershy asked, walking towards the bed. Once she got there, she put her front legs on the edge and left her flank and back legs on the floor. She moved her tail to the side revealing herself.

“Sounds fun to me,” Rainbow Dash claimed, matching Fluttershy’s position on the bed.

Spike moved in behind them, taking advantage of his first real opportunity to inspect them intimately. Rainbow Dash’s flank reminded him of Applejack’s. It was strong and muscular from years of training, very solid. Fluttershy’s on the other hand was small and skinny, but very cute. It made sense, she was not really the physical type instead she spent most her time taking care of her many animal friends. Allowing his eyes to continue over her features, he noticed that the way her yellow fur came together at the small indentation in her plot gave it the appearance of a tulip. Working his way over to Rainbow Dash, he saw that her blue fur created the illusion of a hole in the sky. Going further down, he saw the furry blue mound he had the pleasure of being in only minutes ago. It glistened with a new wetness as juice slowly dripped out of it, and, despite Fluttershy’s best efforts, a small white trail still slowly fell down her thighs. Spike glanced over to Fluttershy’s own yellow marehood and noticed a similar wetness and trail. He also saw a small shiver as a new flow of juice came out of her.

For Fluttershy it had felt like an eternity since she had moved on to the bed. Rainbow Dash has joined her quickly enough, but little had happened since then. She heard Spike move behind the two of them, and then silence. It didn’t take long before she had realized Spike was using this opportunity to get a closer look at the two of them. Her cheeks flushed red as she imagined him eyeing her like a piece of meat, his new conquest. She knew he did not see her like that, but it was incredibly exciting to imagine. She shivered as she felt a warm breath brush against her exposed nethers. A quick glance at Dash revealed the proud blue mare attempting the hide her face in her hooves, a smidge of red could still be seen on her cheeks though.

Spike let his two dragons out from their cave, still covered in the mixture of juices from the events in the shower. He brought one to each mare’s flanks and began, “It seems you two are still, leaking. Wouldn’t want to waste any more of my gift by putting it in an already filled spot.” With that, he pierced the sky and filled the flower.

He immediately felt the extra tightness provide by the smaller entrance. Two loud yelps, mixed with unexpected pain and pleasure, and yellow and blue wings shooting open confirmed his choice. He had noticed that both girls had gotten much more excited from the anal play earlier, than when their marehoods were being toyed with.

Spike moved further inside of them with great patience, stopping every few seconds to let them adjust to the additional stretching. Eventually he reached the hilt and gave them a final chance to familiarize themselves with the feeling of being filled under their tail. Once he believed he had given them enough time, he got to work going in and out of them slowly.

Rainbow Dash was a trained athlete, and like any true athlete, she knew her weakness when she found it, and, oh sweet Celestia, had Spike found it. She felt every millimeter as he plunged into her, faster and faster with each thrust. She shivered at the strange sensation of the juices covering his dragonhood coating her insides. She moaned louder and louder with each intrusion. Sneaking a peek at Fluttershy, she discovered the other mare lost in the thrall of her pleasure.

Rainbow Dash used the tip of her wing to start tracing Fluttershy’s wings. The timid Pegasus screamed out in ecstasy, lost to her unrelenting desires. She did nothing to return Dash’s advances, but that meant little to the rainbow maned mare. Instead, Dash found herself getting hotter… hornier from the look of pure submission and lust on her best friends face as she was rutted in her tail hole by their mutual love and caressed by the expert wings of Equestria’s fastest flier. The combination of that look and the now rapid thrusts was escalated further as Spike gave their tails a quick yank.

Knowing that she would not last another ten seconds, and refusing to yield despite her position, she clenched down on Spike with her flank tightening even further around him. He managed a few more quick pumps into her before bottoming out and shooting his load deep into her and Fluttershy. She was overwhelmed by the pleasantly hot, thick cream flowing into her in bursts, filling her completely and then some. The flood gates burst as euphoria consumed her body and mind, spraying from between her thighs all over the floor.

“SPIIIIIIKE!” screamed out the two mares at once.

Fluttershy’s own experience had been quite rough. The wing petting and sex had driven her wild, but the tail pull adding a quick does of pleasurable pain had nearly made her lose it. Only by some unknown will power had she managed to hold out. However, Spike’s grand finale coating her insides in incredible heat and stickiness proved the final crack in her defenses. She felt her mind drown in bliss as her body was rocked by waves of ecstasy. Her marehood poured a generous amount of her joy onto the floor as she fell into an inviting slumber, exhausted by the day’s events. Her last thought before sleep took her was of spending her life in Spike’s strong and warm embrace.

Spike, having spent the last of his energy, carefully exited the two mares. He left two slightly expanded holes dripping with his seed in his wake, matching the leaking lips under them. He took a quick look at his handiwork feeling a tinge of pride. Still, without the distraction the sex had offered, his mind slipped back to thoughts of guilt.

Rainbow Dash let out a happy sigh as Spike left her, feeling only a bit empty. She started moving off the bed, noting the sleeping beauty next to her. Her time in the Wonderbolts had done wonders for her stamina, but she felt exhaustion setting in on her. Once she was off the bed she took a quick glance at Fluttershy’s flank. “Wow, that’s sexy,” she purred. “Does my ass look that hot?” she asked, giving Spike a mischievous look and raising her exposed ass to his face.

“Looks delicious,” Spike said, giving her a playful smack on her toned flank.

“None of that now- Fluttershy will feel left out.”

Spike lifted the sleeping mare gently up and carried her onto Rainbow Dash’s bed with him. Rainbow Dash pounced on his chest, careful not to disturb Fluttershy, and snuggled up against his warm scales.

“Rainbow Dash, I’ve been meaning to ask: What’s with the beautiful necklace?”

“Rarity gave it to me when I told her I was planning on asking you out with Fluttershy. She said it would bring me good luck. Guess she knew what she was talking about,” Rainbow Dash finished, snuggling further into his chest.

“You told her you were planning on going out with me?” Spike said, clearly shocked by the revelation.

“Yeah, and then, she told me about how she and A.J. had gone on a dual date with you as well. How she had told you that, if you had the chance, you should go out with more of us. I was a bit skeptical at first when she mentioned sharing you, but I realized that like this we could all truly be happy.” She gave Spike a warm loving smile.

“Did Fluttershy know?”

“About you, Rarity, and A.J.? Yeah, I told her ahead of time, she seemed thrilled at the idea. I think she was afraid of hurting all of us if she took you for herself.” She looked over at her friend with a soft, warm, and loving expression as she snuggled against their dragon in her sleep.

Spike felt his guilt fade away at this new discovery. He knew that he should have been more forward with both of them though. He had been stupid, and he did not plan on repeating that mistake again.

Of Heartbreak, Parties, and Love

The moon hung over head as Rarity and Applejack sat at a table inside Carousal Boutique looking into a large glowing crystal ball. Within the mysterious orb a passionate scene played out between a dragon and two Pegasi. Thankfully, the images held no sway over the ball itself, or it would have been impossible to see through the fog with all the steam coming off the three.

Applejack shifted uncomfortably in her seat. “Are ya sure we should be watching this, Rarity? It seems a little… unethical to be spying on them, especially when they’re doing this.”

The fashionista just smiled sweetly, a small bit of drool attempting to escape her mouth. “It’s all for the sake of the plan, Applejack. We have to be sure everything goes well, even this. Anyways, you have to admit it’s quite exciting. Especially considering what you’re doing with your hoof. Honestly, Applejack, you had better be willing to finish what you started without Spike here to take care of us.”

“Beg your pardon, Rarity, but you’re the one trying to alleviate the situation here, not me.” Applejack’s face lit up as she held up both her hooves as proof of her point. The reaction she got was Rarity screaming and jumping back. Of course with Rarity no longer in reach, it didn’t take her more than a second to understand why her friend had acted that way. She looked down between her legs to find a pink hoof skillfully at work teasing her. Within half a heartbeat, she joined Rarity across the room.

A dark pink, curly mane appeared from under the table complete with a bright pink pony wearing a huge smile and light blue eyes overcome with joy. “Naughty movie night and you two didn’t invite me? You didn’t think you’d get away with that now did you?” She brought each hoof up next to her face and took a lick. “Apples and vanilla, yummy.” She stole a glance at the crystal orb. “Look at Spike go. Judging from Fluttershy’s and Dashie’s face, he must be really fantastic. You two would know all about that, huh?”

Rarity’s heart was the first one to return to a more normal rate. “Pinkie, darling, first off, no words can describe how amazing making love with a dragon is, especially Spike, and second, how did you know about that?”

The party mare started giggling. “Duh, I’m Pinkie Pie; I know everything about my friends. I can’t believe you thought you could plan out the kinkiest, most incredible, lifetime of a party without me. All six of us and Spike, you’re a genius, an evil genius!”

A sigh escaped Applejack’s mouth. “So ya’re not mad at us for not telling ya?”

Pinkie dismissively waved her hoof in the air. “Of course not, silly-filly. I mean look at Spike go! Plus, this way everyone gets to be happy, and you know me, I’m all about making everybody happy. But, I think Twilight won’t react quite as well.”

The fashionista’s ear flattened. “What makes you say that?”

She took a deep breath, and in one of the rare moments in her life, her face became completely serious. “For Twilight, Spike is like an anchor. He’s her oldest friend, and the only guy she really knows outside of her family. She won’t react well to finding out what he’s been doing with her friends behind her back. After all, she’s in love with that hunk of a reptile as much as any of us. Remember how she acted when she found Shining Armor was getting married?”

“So what should we do?” Rarity had feared the same problem since she had first conceived her harem plan. Twilight was the last and largest barrier in her perfect future.

Pinkie’s face returned to its usual happy, smile sporting self. “Nothing. We get the next turn with Spike, so leave it to him and me. Just make sure you keep Shy and Dashie with you tomorrow. You know how unpredictable Twilight can be. Throw me the necklace you made for me.

Rarity considered asking her how she had known, but obviously, Pinkie just had her ways. A necklace with a balloon shaped gem on it levitated over and was placed on the pink mare’s neck. “There you go, darling.

She gently ran a hoof over the jewelry. “Pretty. Now, let’s watch the rest of this.” She jumped into the air and landed without making a sound in one of the chairs around the table the crystal ball sat on.

Applejack lifted her seat back up and moved next to Pinkie, a small blush on her face. “I don’t suppose you’d be willing to finish what you started before, sugarcube?”

Without taking her eyes off the magical orb, she addressed her friend, “Eenope. You two are being punished for making secret plans without me. You’ll just have to relieve yourselves afterwards. Oh look, they’re heading into Dashie’s room.”

Rarity took a seat next to Pinkie and playfully nudged her. “Tease.”

“You haven’t seen anything yet.”

Morning came to Ponyville as it did every day, birds sang, ponies began their work, and Rainbow Dash slept in; however, unlike normal, she wasn’t alone. She lay curled up against Spike with one of his large wings draped over her like a blanket, and in the other, Fluttershy snuggled up against him purring like a cat. Spike had managed to awake before either of them, used to Twilight telling him to get out of bed and start assisting. Now, he lay just outside the city in bed with two of her best friends and his; although now, lovers seemed a more appropriate term. Indeed, he did love them, just like Rarity and Applejack, for all their strengths and all their faults. Still, he couldn’t help but feel as if he had betrayed Twilight, and to a lesser extent, Pinkie. Spike knew Pinkie pretty well, having spent years helping her and the Cakes in her sugarcube corner, pulling tricks, getting pranked by her, and going on adventures with her, so it was with confidence he believed that Pinkie would be absolutely thrilled about what seemed to be happening with all of her friends and him. He had kept it from her, but she would be less concerned than Spike was, honestly. Twilight was a different story, though. They were childhood friends, she helped raise him, and they were practically siblings without being. He knew her better than anyone in the world, and this was going to bother Twilight Sparkle. He wasn’t sure at what point their relationship had gone from platonic to him falling for her. A few years after they had been in Ponyville, Rarity had definitely been the first to garner his affection. He had to face the music, even if it might be his own requiem playing. After a glance at the two mares he held firmly, but lovingly, in his embrace, he decided to at least enjoy this time with them first.

Across town in a large oak tree magically repurposed into a library, Twilight Sparkle sat staring are an empty bed in the basement. When Spike first had his growth spurt they had decided it was time for him to have his own room. Even if it was just downstairs, having him move out had been one of the saddest moments in her life. He was officially an adult, and it seemed like he didn’t need her anymore. She felt like he was slipping out of her control, and she knew that it was his life, but well, Twilight Sparkle, Celestia’s personal protégé, did not like not being in control. Maybe… maybe it was time to tell him how she really felt about him. How she… kinda, sorta… loved him. She banged her head against the wall. What was she thinking? This was not logical. They were practically family! And anyways… he was in love with Rarity, and Twilight was not oblivious, she saw the way her fashion oriented friend stared at the only one she had ever loved. They would be good to each other; why could that not be enough for her? Was it so wrong that she wanted to be happy too!?

Above Ponyville, Spike flew in and landed ready to begin his trek home. He had left two beloved mares with a kiss before he had taken flight. Fluttershy had nuzzled him sweetly before her fear of Angel starting a revolution over not getting fed got the best of her, and Rainbow Dash had done it so quickly that it seemed the wind had placed the tingling sensation on his lips. Her face had been red, obviously embarrassed, and Spike couldn’t help but think the normally tough Rainbow Dash looked rather cute rushing back into her house like a shy filly. Still, there were two very important mares he needed to talk to, and he was worried it might not go nearly as well. Admittedly, he was more concerned about Twilight. Pinkie’s usual happy mood and quick bounce backs made her a much more preferable target of his confession. Although, he was concerned she might be a little depressed and deflated by the news. She was fun, crazy, loveable, and much smarter than most gave her credit for, but she was not impervious to being hurt, emotionally or physically. He had seen her that way on a few occasions, and he had no interest in seeing it again, let alone being at fault for it. Pinkie’s life goal was to make everyone smile, but her own impossibly large grin was the one Spike enjoyed most. Watching her make others happy was like watching Rarity make a dress, the passion and energy was intoxicating. As his thoughts filled with images of the pink mare, his feet kept moving on.

Without realizing it, he had made his way to Sugarcube Corner. A familiar voice shouted out, “SPIKE! Over here!” Waving at him from the entrance was the same pony who had taken over his thoughts. He laughed; it seemed his mind and body had decided where to start without him ever realizing it.

Entering the bakery bought forth the wonderful smell of cupcakes, doughnuts, pie, and other wonderful pastry. Spike had to control himself not to just drool. Pinkie wasn’t alone, instead a light gray Pegasus colt and an orange Unicorn filly manned the counter behind her. “Hey, Pinkie, Pound, Pumpkin, how are you three?”

The twins tried to answer, but Pinkie appeared behind them giving them both a big, signature Pinkie hug. “We’re great! I just finished up all the baking for today, and these two are racking up the sales! You just missed a huge crowd of ponies in here for breakfast. In fact, it looks like it’s just the four of us.”

“Cool. Hey, Pinkie…” Spike wrung his hands nervously, “Do you think we could talk for a moment? I wanted to tell you something.”

Pinkie on the other hand just waved her hoof in the air dismissively. “We are talking silly. Let me guess what you wanted to talk about! How many guesses do I get?”

“I could just…” the sweet smile of the party mare defeated him without even trying. “How about three?”

“Okay!” She placed her hoof to her chin and let her tongue slid out of her mouth, deep in concentration. “You want a Chimmy-Cherry-Chonga!”

“Well that does sound good, but not what I was looking for.”

This time she got close to Spike, investigating him. “You finally learned how to break the fourth wall!”

Spike’s face contorted into utter confusion. “Wait… what?”

In response, Pinkie’s head turned in a seemingly random direction as she stared at what seemed like nothing. Pinkie being Pinkie he reasoned. “Never mind. Well, that leaves me with one guess right?”

“Um, yes?” Spike answered, still clearly confused.

She brushed her lips against his ear and whispered quietly into it so that Pound and Pumpkin couldn’t hear, “Is it that you slept with Rarity, Applejack, Dashie, and Fluttershy?”

He wasn’t sure how, but Spike felt like his face had gone white. He simply shook his head up and down.

Standing on two legs, she did a victory hoof pump into the air. “I win!”

Having found his voice, he asked the only thing that came to his mind, “How did you know?”

Moving in again, much to the agitation of the two twins, she let her breath come out heavy on his fin. “Pinkie Sense, when you get laid my wittle pink pussy moistens, and I can’t stop touching myself like a dirty little filly.”

From white to deep purple, as he tried to grasp something, anything, to say.

“Just kidding!”

It was then that Spike noticed the necklace, similar in style to Rainbow Dash’s. “Rarity told you.”

“Yep, but I knew beforehand. Pinkie is all knowing! Especially, about her friends and dragon.”

The drake was quick to enjoy a sigh of relief. “You’re not upset?”

This time, Pinkie took on the confounded look. “Did you really think I would be?”

“Not really, but I was still concerned you might be.” His voice dropped to almost a whisper, “I didn’t want to hurt you.”’

Bouncing around him, she put his worry to rest, “Silly, Spike, why would I be hurt? After all, now it’s my turn, right? Well, Twilight’s and my turn. And to beat you to the question, she doesn’t know. I thought it would be better if she heard it from the dragon’s mouth, as it were. I’ll be coming alone to support you and help her,” putting one hoof around his neck, she sat next to him with the other raised to the distance for emphasis, “so let’s go!”

With renewed faith, Spike felt like everything could work out just fine. “Alright!”

“But before that,” her normally sweet smile turned sly, “you owe me a prize for guessing right.”

Without warning, Pinkie Pie sprang forward catching Spike’s lips against her own. The feeling of smooth scales on soft fur was overwhelming. The kiss itself was simple, sweet, and shorter than either would have preferred.

“Go, Spike, get you some!” Pound shouted out, before getting punched playfully by his sister.

“More like, ‘Go, Pinkie Pie, get you some!’”

As Pinkie broke away, she smiled sweeter than Spike had ever seen. “Smokey, I like it!”

He suppressed the urge to laugh at her antics. “Sugar coated on this end.”

Unlike Spike, Pinkie did not even try to hold her laughter in. “See you two later. Spike and I have to go see a librarian about sharing.” With that the pair walked out of the bakery, smiles all around.

Pound turned to his sister. “I’m not sure yet, but my instincts are telling me that Spike is my hero.”

Pumpkin was not one for letting her brother escape an easy shot, “Have a thing for Aunty Pinkie Pie, hmm?”

He looked un-amused as he starred daggers into his sister. “No, shut up, but something about what just happened screamed win to me.”

She just rolled her eyes and shook her head. “Boys.”

Outside of Sugarcube Corner a very different scene unfolded. Pinkie hopped up and down as Spike walked humming a tune. “Hey, Spike.”

“What’s up, Pinkie?”

“Do you think I could ride on your back to the library?”

“Sure.” Spike stretched out like a cat, and Pinkie giddily jumped onto his back and lay down.

She quickly nuzzled into him, avoiding the spikes on his back. “So warm. No wonder Fluttershy and Rarity always find an excuse to get up here when we go adventuring.”

“You all end up sleeping on top of me, couldn’t have been that surprised, not that I’m complaining,” Spike said over his shoulder.

Pinkie sighed happily as she resisted the urge to fall asleep on the warm bed that was Spike. “Not our faults, you’re just too comfy not to.”

Always ready with a comeback, Spike never got the chance; instead, he was greeted with the rhythmic snoring of his passenger. It seemed odd that Ponyville’s resident ball of endless energy was asleep before it was even noon, but perhaps she had a long night. He decided it was best to let her sleep it off before they had to face Twilight. A shudder ran through his spine, and he gulped, thankfully Pinkie was unaffected. He would probably never tell her, but he was extremely grateful for her tagging along. She had so easily accepted it, and so fully embraced it. A flare for life so strong that no other being he had ever met could even compare. It was not that Pinkie was always happy, but that she always looked for the silver lining to make it better. The power of laughter and the importance of a being’s heart were concepts that never evaded the somewhat insane ball of pink fluff. Even with her harmless pranks, she always made everyone involved days better. Spike had played both the prankster and the prankie, and, he knew from experience, no one could be sad after her little jokes.

His reminiscing about his fond memories of Pinkie had made the trip to his home seem to take only seconds. Of course, he had spent so much time thinking about the mare on his back, that he had neglected to come up with a real plan for telling Twilight about his… relations with their friends. Now, his once inviting home seemed much more sinister and terrifying. At least, he was sure that Peewee would be happy to see him no matter what. He smacked his head against the door; enough self-wallowing, it was time to dragon up!

Spike’s impromptu headbutt of the door had two effects: First, it awoke the sleeping Pinkie Pie, and second, it alerted Twilight with a knock on the door causing her to open it, much to the dragon’s surprise. “Spike, you live here, why are you knocking? And… um… hey, Pinkie Pie, what bring you here, on Spike’s back, no less?”

Pinkie looked down at Ponyville’s librarian and the strongest magician in history, probably. “Hello, Twilight! Spike was kind enough to let me ride on his back on the way here, guess I nodded off.”

“Well, that was nice of him. Doesn’t really explain why you’re here though.”

Spike was well aware that the streets of Ponyville were not the best place to have the coming conversation. “Yeah, well, why don’t we go inside to talk? It probably seems a little strange to anyone passing by that were talking out here with your head sticking out the door and Pinkie curled up on my back.”

“Fair enough.” Twilight retreated back into her home with Spike and Pinkie in tow. “So, how was Rainbow Dash’s?”

Spike played with the spikes on the back of his head nervously. “About that…”

Her eyes flashed with panic as she imagined what Spike might have done. “Oh no, you didn’t burn her house down with your snoring did you?”

“What? No, she lives in a cloud, how would that even work?”

Pinkie appeared next to Twilight, to everyone but her own surprise. “Spike, you need to tell Twilight, and Twilight, you need to listen to Spike without interrupting. I need laser vision, pew, pew, pew.”

Twilight gave Pinkie a confused look. “Okay then. Spike, what is it you need to tell me about last night.”

“Well, um…” He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I slept with Rarity, Applejack, Fluttershy, and Rainbow Dash.” Spike prepared for the worst, and Twilight delivered by turning around and walking towards the stairs.

“I see. I’m glad you had fun going around and fucking all of our friends, except Pinkie, apparently. I have some things I need to do upstairs; I’ll be down later, unless you’re too busy doing Pinkie to be here.” Drops of water hit the stairs as Twilight broke into a gallop, leaving Spike speechless.

Pinkie sat next to Spike enjoying a cookie. “Well, that could have gone better. Good cookies by the way.”

Spike’s mouth hung open as he looked at her. “You think? Forget it; I have to talk to her.”

Rushing up the tear covered steps, Spike attempted to enter Twilight’s room. The door was locked, but he quickly picked it with his claws. It did little good as he bursted into the door to find Pinkie on Twilight’s bed looking at him. “Could have just asked me to open the door.”

Ignoring Pinkie’s usual impossible appearance, he looked around the room. “Where’s Twilight?”

“She teleported out of here.”

Self-loathing filled the drakes heart as flash backs of his greed getting the better of him years ago filled his head. “Great, classic even, Spike hurting the ones he loves because he can’t control himself. Why am I such a useless idiot?”

“Spike,” Pinkie then slapped him across his face, “you are the most caring, helpful, and fantastic existence I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. Don’t go selling yourself short now. You did what you did because you truly love the other girls, just like how you love Twilight… and me,” Pinkie blushed at the last part, making Spike temporary forget his problem and notice how cute she looked in the uncommon state.

Getting his head back in the game, “So what do we do now? We can’t just leave her alone… wherever she is.”

“You know the hill where Twilight goes for her stargazing, well I mean obviously you do, but head there right before nightfall. I’ll take care of the rest okay.”

He pawed at the floor nervously, his gut telling him something was wrong. “Pinkie, I don’t feel right about having you clean up my mess.”

The pink mare broke into hysterical laughter. “I’m not gonna make everything better with a wave of a wand, that’s still on you, Spike. I’m simply going to help make it easier for you to make it up to the two of us. So you better be ready to woo two very special mares.”

Spike smiled for the first time since entering the library. “Al…right? Pinkie where did you go? Pinkie?!” The mare had completely disappeared.

Twilight sat alone on a hill, where but a few days ago all of her friends and her dragon had a picnic, crying. Now they had all gone behind her back and done something… well it was not wrong, but it still hurt. She had always suspected that she might lose Spike to Rarity, deep down, even accepted it, but for him to get together with all of them. Was she not good enough? Was Pinkie not good enough? What was Spike thinking, sleeping with the other girls? Had even told them about each other? Just what the hell was going on? It did not make any sense, and she hated when things did not make sense.

“Hey ya, Twilight?”

Without even looking up, Twilight addressed the voice, “I’m not in the mood for a party, Pinkie.”

Pinkie took a seat next to her friend and placed her hoof over her should protectively. “I know, but how about some answers?”

It simply burst out of Twilight’s mouth, “How are you not furious with him? I know you like him; I’ve seen the way you always work your way through the crowd to dance with him at your parties.”

Pinkie smiled at her friend, but there was a hint of sorrow behind it. “When I first found out, I was a little conflicted, but I think you need to understand everything that’s happening here first.”

“Then explain it to me!” Twilight pleaded, turning to her friend as tears ran down her face.

“Do you promise to listen all the way through and save your questions till we’re done?”

“I Pinkie Promise, okay?” She ran through the motions associated with the most sacred of promises. “Just tell me.”

Satisfied, Pinkie began her tale, “What you said is true, I love Spike. Rarity, Applejack, Dashie, Fluttershy, and you also love Spike. Spike loves, well, all of us back. It’s easy to see the problem when you look at it linearly, six mares, one Spike. Let me ask you though, Twilight, would you be willing to be with Spike if it meant hurting me and the other girls?”

The question hit her hard, but the answer itself was easy, “Of course not.”

“And neither would we, nor would Spike. So then, we could all hold our feelings in and be miserable together, but that seems stupid. Hmm what to do, what to do? What if, everybody could win, but how? Spike is the key to everyone’s happiness, but who said he could only unlock one door. Get it?” Pinkie looked at her friend expectantly as she watched the dots connect.

“Um… not really.” Then, as if by magic, Twilight’s face lit up. “Wait, are you saying that we could all be with Spike?”

“Exactly, these were the kind of thought that led Rarity to come up with her harem plan. All six of us and Spike together as one big couple! I’m not surprised Rarity came up with it, but I think you being the smart filly you are would have too, with a little more time. So, Rarity set her plan in motion bringing us in one by one, to sleep with Spike two by two. First her and Applejack, then she used Rainbow Dash to get Fluttershy, and finally, she planned for us to come in and have our fun with Spike! I found out when she was explaining her plan to Dashie. I had been walking by when I heard them talking, and ashamedly, I eavesdropped on the conversation. Having Rarity withhold her plan from me hurt a little, but she had our best interest in mind, even if there were more honest and straightforward ways to go about it. I think Rarity was afraid that if one of us declined the rest would jump on with them, and so she planned on dividing and conquering. Spike never knew what was happening, but I know that he was really worried about his actions. Rainbow Dash told him that she and Fluttershy knew what happened with him, Rarity, and Applejack, calming his concern a bit, but then, he started worrying about you and me. His decision to come clean to us about his actions with the others was entirely his own. I understand that you feel betrayed, but I want you to give him a chance to make it up to us. We’ll get Rarity back later.”

Twilight sat up, her breathing slowly returned to normal, and her face became just a little darker. “I don’t like what Rarity did, but I can’t argue with her logic either. Still, I’m not sure I can be… intimate with another mare, no offence Pinkie, you’re quite adorable and beautiful. It just seems a little, weird.”

“That’s okay, Twilight. We’ll see how things go and decide from there; I would never make you do anything you weren’t comfortable with. Now, if I know Spike, and of course I do, duh, I bet he’s just finished setting up a rather magical date for the three of us on my insistence. Shall we?” Pinkie offered one of her best friends in the world her hoof.

Twilight wiped the last of her tears away and let Pinkie help her up. “Okay, but it better be magical, or I’ll banish Spike to the moon.”

Both girls laughed as Pinkie led the way to their meeting place, dusk settling in around them.

Spike had to call in a few favors, but he had managed to set up a lovely little picnic for the three of them with the help of the Cakes. Of course, their assistance had come with a price. Mostly, Mr. Cake pulling him to the side and saying, “Spike, you’re a great dragon, but if you hurt my niece, you better fly as far as you can and hope I never catch you. Now, have fun on your date.” The memory drove a shiver down his spine, but this wasn’t about him, it was about the girls. He had prepared a few salads, some bread, a bottle of wine, courtesy of Rarity, a fruit salad, and laid it all out on the picnic basket. The sky was clear and a quickly written letter promised to make the night perfect. And so, he waited.

It wasn’t long before the two mares he was waiting for made their appearance. Twilight was not crying, but her eyes were still red from when she was. “Pinkie, Twilight-”

Twilight cut him off with a gentle hoof to the head. “Spike, I want you to know that… I’m sorry. I might have overreacted a bit and running away wasn’t the best way to deal with our problem; however, I’m still not exactly happy with you, so you had better make tonight special for Pinkie and me. Show us exactly how much you care for us.”

“You have nothing to apologize for, and I have every intention of showing you two exactly how much I love you,” he admitted with a small blush.

Never one to be left out for long, Pinkie took a deep breath of the aroma coming from the food. “This smells delicious, Spike. You’re one quick cook.”

“I had some help from the Cakes. So let’s enjoy ourselves, shall we?” He motioned to the blanket and waited for Pinkie and Twilight to sit down first before taking his own seat across from them.

He quickly made up their plates and handed them out, alone with a glass of wine each. They ate the meal in relative silence, too busy enjoying the food to converse among one another.

Pinkie was the first to finish and looked up into the night sky. “It’s so beautiful.”

Spike joined her in admiring the world above them. “It’s easy to see why Twilight loves it out here so much. You have good taste, Twi.”

“It is a very nice night,” Twilight stared directly into his eyes, “but I hope you don’t think you’re off the hook that easily.”

Spike smiled slyly a he asked a question, that sounded more like a challenge, “What if I moved the heavens to make it up to you?”

She rolled her eyes as she imagined Spike trying to move the stars. “Okay, that would impress me.” As if on cue, a meteor shower enveloped the sky.

“Pretty!” Pinkie exclaimed, her eyes going large in a way only Pinkie’s could.

Dumfounded Twilight watched the beautiful pieces of rock soar through the darkness. “You didn’t? How would you even?”

Spike lay down on his back and used his arms as a head rest. “Let’s just say, Luna owed me a favor.”

As they watched the amazing display of Luna’s art in the night sky, without realizing it, Pinkie and Twilight had cuddled up next to Spike and were lying in his arms, his wings improvised as blankets as their head lay against his chest. It finally ended and in its wake, the stars spelled out, “I’m sorry, I love you, all of you. - Spike”

“Okay,” Spike looked down as Twilight kissed him, “I forgive you.” Her cheeks flushed red as she tasted him on her lips, her first kiss.

Turning a darker shade of purple himself, he replied, “It means the world and then some to me. Now, how about some des- Pinkie!”

The mare in question had her face in a now empty pie tin. “Woopsie. Don’t worry, we can head back to the library and I’ll make you two the most delicious desert ever!”

Twilight stood up and waited for Spike to follow her lead, which he did somewhat reluctantly. The picnic was packed up, and, in a flash of purple light, the trio stood inside the library. “Okay, Pinkie, amaze us,” Twilight playfully demanded.

“Alrighty!” The pink mare bounced into the kitchen, leaving Spike and Twilight alone.

“So, how was the kiss?” Twilight asked, for purely scientific reasons of course she told herself, as she avoided eye contact with the drake.

Tapping his claws against his chin, he appeared deep in thought. “A little awkward, but very cute, and it tasted just like grapes. I think adorkable describes it best.”

Twilight face flushed further. “I hate you.”

Grinning as largely as he could, “You love me.”

“Yes I do, but you love me back.” She rested her purple hoof against his chest, right where his heart was.

“Eeyup.” They both shared a laugh at Spike’s impersonation. “I wonder how long Pinkie will-”

Answering his question before it could be asked, Pinkie’s voice shouted out from the kitchen, “All done, get in here! It’s cold!”

The two entered the kitchen together, and their jaws dropped together. Lying on the table completely exposed was Pinkie Pie, covered in lines of whipped cream and chocolate sauce. The most interesting of which, was right over her marehood, and had a cherry on top. Two more cherries could be found near each of her nipples, along with a small mound of whip cream and chocolate. “Dig in!”

Now, Spike’s first instinct screamed at him to lick that pony clean and then some, but the more realistic part of his brain reminded him of everything he’d gone through already. He looked to Twilight, hoping for some sort of compliance.

Twilight on the other hand, could not seem to tear her attention away from Pinkie’s more personal areas. It was so bold, and it looked delicious. Still, her willingness to take part in another mare was… questionable. “Pinkie, I’m not sure I can-”

Pinkie propped herself up carefully. “Twilight, come here.”

As soon as Twilight got into range before she could say anything, Pinkie kissed her. She melted into the furry lips of her friend as her body heat rose. “Well, you only live once, right?”

Shooting Twilight a sultry half lidded look she explained, “I have wanted to do that since you first mentioned some hot mare on mare action.”

Twilight’s face darkened as she hear the confession. “I didn’t put it quite that way.”

She waved her hoof dismissively before laying back down. “Details.”

Looking over at the impressively in control dragon, she move her head towards Pinkie’s chest and licked up some of the toppings, causing Pinkie to giggle as her friend’s tongue tickled her. “What are you waiting for, Spike? It’s rude not to enjoy someone else’s hard work, especially a mare’s.”

Spike reaction was to jump next to Pinkie Pie and use his long reptilian tongue to lick up a large trail of the dessert. Without warning he kissed Twilight, slipping his freshly coated tongue into her defenseless mouth. Twilight moaned in pleasure as Spike worked his past experiences into making it as perfect as possible. Pinkie watched excitedly as she felt a unique warmth emanate from lower in her body. “What about me? I want some, too!”

Spike retreated from Twilight, most of the whipped cream and chocolate being left in her mouth. He took another hit from Pinkie’s body before kissing her. Unlike Twilight, Pinkie was fully prepared; she used her tongue to enter Spike’s mouth and attempt to steal the sweet, sticky goodness from within. She tried not to laugh as she thought of how she had similar plans for Twilight later.

Pulling away slowly, Spike stared at the flushed cheeks of his sugar infused love. “How was that?”

“Fantastic,” she announced dreamily.

During Spike and Pinkie’s make out session, Twilight had moved herself lower down her friend’s body. She was not quite feeling too adventurous just yet, but the twin cherry covered mounds called to her. She steeled her nerves and snatched the cherry right off the top, swallowing it quickly. Next, she dove right into her target, mouth wide open. Using her tongue she quickly lapped away at the distractions and found the real treasure, a hard, excited nipple. She slid against it teasingly, gaining a moan from Pinkie and her and Spike’s attention.

Spike took advantage of Pinkie’s distraction to move to the second of the two peaks. He followed Twilight’s example and got to work clearing his play space, his forked tongue flicking away Pinkie as he did so.

Pinkie was practically drooling; her self-control escaped her though as Twilight and Spike stopped their teasing, and started their sucking. The warm breath of two of the beings she cherished most in the world against her nipples was unbearable as they seemed to be trying to getting any milk she might have. Her body arched in pleasure, elated screams of joy escaping her mouth, as they intensified their tag team effort stretching and squishing her with in their mouths. Their teeth were cold against her skin, but it felt so good. In seconds she would lose all control and- just like that it stopped. Pinkie looked down a drunken but disappointed smile on her face. Her disappointment didn’t last as she saw that Spike and Twilight had moved further south, between her legs. Each wore an evil smile, and a whip cream moustache. For once her life, Pinkie did not have time to comment as they attacked together. Twilight went high, biting playfully at her friends now erect clit, as well as, the walls of her soaking wet, chocolate covered, furry, pink lips. Her scientific mind noted the particularly salty and strangely, cotton candy tasting addition to the whipped cream and chocolate. It seemed Pinkie was enjoying herself quite a bit. Spike on the other hand, had aimed a little lower at the puckered, and very tight looking, topping covered button. He’d seen Rainbow Dash in the mirror with Fluttershy, and his curiosity got the better of him. He pressed his tongue in slowly, watching as Pinkie writhed in pleasure and pain from his entrance.

Pinkie was quickly losing what little of her sanity she had. Spike’s tongue had worked its way pretty deep inside of her causing her to cringe and sigh with every millimeter. Twilight had begun lapping roughly against her, before pushing right in. Pinkie’s eyes rolled up towards the ceiling as she failed to make words and simply let out ecstasy laced vocalizations of all kinds. The orgasm hit her hard, and she couldn’t have been more thankful as her entire body seemed to relax at once, the tension pouring out of her and right into Twilight’s mouth. The rest gushed out onto Spike’s tongue as he withdrew it from her. Her tongue had long since escaped her mouth as drool dripped down her cheek. She could not help but laugh intoxicatedly as she thought about the mess Twilight now had to clean up off her table and floor. Her amusement in the matter was cut short as Spike kissed her passionately, the taste of smoke, whipped cream, chocolate, salt, and cotton candy, oddly enough, filled her mouth. As soon as he finished, Twilight followed suit and added grapes to the plethora of tastes assaulting Pinkie’s mouth. With her friends retreat she finally managed to make a coherent word, “Yummy.”

Spike offered her his claw to help her off the table, but she sprang up on her own, licking her lips. She shook her body, throwing what little was left of the whipped cream and chocolate onto the floor; Twilight made a mental note, have Spike clean that up later.

Leaning over so only Spike could hear her, “Were the other girls this energized after… um…”

“Cumming? No, Dash was pretty fast to recover, but it was more relaxed… or horny.” He shrugged. “Pinkie.”

Avoiding eye contact like her life depended on it, she softly nodded her head. “I see.”

“To Twilight’s room! I’ll race you!” Pinkie charged for the stairs without any other warning.

“Not that easily you don’t!” Hot on her tail, Spike sprang forward on all four, muscles pumping.

After a quick facehoof, Twilight lit her horn up and prepared to teleport. If you can’t beat them, cheat. The familiar feeling of space and time bending around her passed quickly as she found herself on her bed, just as Pinkie Pie flew through the door, Spike soaring over her in a mighty leap. “I win, slow pokes.”

Spike looked over at Pinkie, an amused and almost sinister look on his face. “She cheated, can’t let her get away with that, now can we?”

“Nope, nope, nope. And I know just how to punish her.” Jumping straight for the bed, causing Twilight to flinch back, Pinkie submerged under the bed. “Got it!”

Twilight wondered what, it, might be until an alarm went off in her head. Pinkie couldn’t possibly know about that, could she?

As if answering the librarian’s mental question, the smile loving mare reappeared from under the bed with a black chest. She had single-hoofedly uncovered one of Twilights biggest secrets. The lid came off effortlessly as Pinkie revealed the contents to the world. Why had she not put a magical lock on it?!

The horrible secret of the red velvet lined chest was a very large and unique collection of sex toys. Dildos, vibrators, handcuffs, paddles, crops, ball and ring gags, clothes pins, and some things neither Spike nor Pinkie even recognized. Twilight had quite the extensive collection; it was always the quiet ones. Spike however, had not quite made the connection. “You keep stashes like this in ponies’ houses, Pinkie? For what, dildo emergencies?”

Pinkie laughed devilishly, looking over at a very embarrassed Twilight. “They’re not mine, are they Twilight?”

Doing her best Fluttershy impersonation, “Um… no… they’re… mine,” she finished with a weak smile.

Starting to pull things out of the box, Pinkie placed a few things to the side. “Geez, Twilight, you have one impressive collection. I bet you get some of these things from Canterlot, huh? Funny thing, only a few of these bad boys are stallion shaped, the majority are all suspiciously draconic.” Pinkie shot Twilight a very amused and sexy look. “Been preparing yourself for someone, have you? Does his name rhyme with pike?”

Twilight’s face no longer showed any of its normal purple hue, now it was completely red. She could feel her tail moistening with every accusation; Pinkie was some kind of evil seductress. That had to be it; okay, maybe not, but still.

Pinkie took a deep breath in through her nose, giving Twilight her best bedroom eyes. “Someone is getting awfully excited, is it you Twilight?”

Without consent from her brain, her head moved slowly up and down.

Pulling out a rather large, purple, dragon shaped dildo, she inspected it closely. “I have to say, some of these are pretty big. I’d be worried about going to deep accidentally. I mean look at this thing; I bet it would cause some kind of bulge in my little pony belly.”

It took all of Twilight’s concentration to not look directly where Spike’s more… personal parts would be. “I don’t use the bigger ones, they’re more for… mental preparation.”

Grabbing a similar toy that was a tad smaller, but still quite large, she held it before Twilight. “Oh, well what about these other big ones? You can’t tell me you have all of these and don’t use them?”

Het hoofs clapped softly against one another nervously. “I read that dragons have two phalluses. I wanted to prepare myself for the second... there was only one place it could go.”

Pinkie’s face lit up as she heard the confession. She tapped the rubber against her hoof creating a small smack. “You stick this in your butt!” Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, and she licked the toy from the base to the tip. “What do you think about that Spike?’

Giving his best toothy grin, Spike replied, “Seems like something a naughty little filly would do.”

Pinkie shook her head in disagreement though. She gave Twilight an almost patronizing look, defiantly belittling, but also very sexy. “No, it sounds more like a dirty mare to me, training her ass for her love with all of these. How many times have you sat up here and fantasized about Spike while this penetrated your tailhole and any number of these other toys pleasured you, with him right down stairs? I bet it was every chance you had; you couldn’t help yourself. I don’t blame you; look at that fine piece of drake.”

Twilight mumbled something.

Spike played with her further, raising his claw to his ear. “I can’t hear you, Twi?”

Shouting to the heavens, Twilight whiningly demanded satisfaction, “I can’t take it anymore! Do whatever you want to me! Just, stop teasing me and start doing something!”

Pinkie tapped the fake phallus against her chin, “Okie Dokie Lokie, but you have to roll over and show us where these belong first.”

Twilight complied, flipping onto her stomach and exposing herself completely. Her legs and tail were soaked, and now, with the help of gravity, her nice, round flank and the tight, little star that granted entrance to it were becoming equally wet. The source of the dampness was a beautiful purple flower begging for attention as it dripped onto her body. “Please,” she begged.

Pinkie quickly threw three small cylinders at Spike, who caught one in each claw and the last was grabbed reflexively with his tail, vibrators. For herself, Pinkie chose a medium sized blue vibrator, switching it on. Spike followed her example and turned all of on as high as they would go. He moved one claw and his tail to Twilight’s nipples, starting to tease them mercilessly. The final one, he placed directly on her very ready clit, causing her to stretch backwards while moaning in pleasure, but it was not over yet. Pinkie ran the vibrating toy around the edge of her target, allowing herself one final tease. Twilight reacted by lubricating herself even more than she already was, some dripping on the toy. She slowly pushed it in, the vibrations shaking her friend to the core, causing her to gasp for air. Every inch she slipped in slower and slower, making Twilight feel every push and pulse, and adding to her anticipation for the next centimeter.

Twilight’s beautiful, exceptional mind was turning to mush as her lust washed over her. She could not focus on anything but the treatment of her once private areas as Spike and Pinkie did their thing. Her ass hurt, but it felt so good as the toy worked its way in. Spike had obviously learned the secrets to a mare’s body from the other girls, as he teased her with exceptional accuracy. She could feel the gates ready to burst, nothing could stop them now. And then, without any warning, Spike slid his tongue straight into her, going as deep as he dared in a single movement. It was all Twilight could take, her orgasm poured out of her like a waterfall as she rode down the rapids of her release, her entire body shaking in pleasure.

Spike swallowed most of it greedily, but held a little of it in his mouth. With Twilight finally refocusing, and looking directly at him and Pinkie, he put his lips against Pinkie’s and shared his reward with her. Pinkie gulped it down glutinously, relishing every drop.

Spike tossed the three vibrators he had back into the chest, while Pinkie jumped onto the bed and pulled Twilight towards her. They now lay on their sides facing one another, as the vibrator in Twilight continued draining its battery. Pinkie revealed herself, using her front hoof to hold her leg up. Following her example, Twilight lifted her leg and placed her hoof at her waist, keeping it open.

Looking over at Pinkie, Twilight smiled, signaling her agreement to Pinkie’s unasked question. And so, Pinkie told Spike what he had been waiting for. “We’re ready.”

Twilight gave Spike a small smile. “Be gentle.”

Spike returned the gesture and hugged both of them, reassuring them for what was to come. “Of course.”

While he had grown a bit accustom to it, he could not help but still feel a tad embarrassed as he released himself from the hiding place in his scales. Both girls stared, Pinkie drooled as she imagined all the fun they would be having with them, and Twilight tried to rationalize about the length and width, but the thrill and excitement made that pretty much impossible. The constant vibrations shaking her ass weren’t helping either.

Taking his place, he brought himself to their lips. They both shuddered slightly as they felt his warmth against them. He started sliding in, watching himself slip into them. The feeling of becoming one with their dragon, their love, was amazing, even if it was just the tip. They sighed contently as they felt themselves being filled. However, it was not long before Spike came to the part that he cherished most, but also regretted the most. In one movement, he would both claim them as his with their willing lose, and he would have to hurt them. It was bittersweet, but he was happy that they had granted him the honor and the reasonability. He broke through, as painlessly as possible for both of them. However, it was not enough to stop their pain. He bowed down and wrapped his arms around them as the three of them held each other close. The girls cried into his chest as he ran his claws soothingly down their backs and calmed them with his voice. After a few minutes, that felt like a small eternity, the tears stopped and Spike lifted himself off of them slightly. Pinkie wore a smile, classic of her attitude towards life, and kissed his cheek gratefully. Twilight opted for kissing him directly on the lips, before gently whispering into his ear, “Thank you.”

He lay with them for a few seconds allowing them to adjust a little more before he began, the only sound in the room coming from the vibrator. Twilight was clearly fighting her own battle with the toy, and Spike realized that if he didn’t start soon it might be too late. “We’re going to start now, nice and slow.” Getting back up, he took a moment to note the small trail of blood flowing from both of them. He worked carefully, getting into a gentle pace and pushing further in with every thrust. His hips moved faster as he reached the halfway point, both mares voicing their pleasure quite loudly.

Twilight managed to squeak out a quick compliment, “Better than I ever imagined.”

“It’s like something’s dancing inside of me, and it feels so gooooood,” Pinkie added excitedly.

Moving a bit quicker now, Spike placed his hands on the bed for balance. The incredible feeling of entering and exiting two of his loves was so intense. Their bodies attempted to hold him in as they squeezed tightly around him. He could even feel some of the vibrations from Twilight’s toy. The sweat glistened off of their fur beautifully as they moaned, music to his ears.

Twilight was feeling amazing as Spike filled her with an almost feral lust. The constantly pleasing reminder of what Pinkie had left inside of her when she had joined Twilight in bad was becoming too much. She had to do something to get Pinkie back and bring her closer to her breaking point. That’s when it caught her eye, a medium sized blue clear dildo. She reached out with her telekinesis and grabbed it, a impressive feat considering how hard it was to concentrate. She brought it over to the bed and quickly rubbed it in the liquids staining her sheets, her liquids. With a wicked smile she lined the toy up, and in one shot, drove it half way into Pinkie’s ass like a missile.

The unexpected intrusion caused Pinkie to scream in a combination of burning pain and incredible pleasure. Twilight had made no intention of being gentle for her revenge, and it had felt so amazing. She had barely managed to stop herself from cumming right then and there. Twilight was not done yet though, as she took the now Pinkie skewering piece of rubber and began moving it in rhythm with Spike. If Pinkie was going down, she was doing it swinging. She placed a quick kiss on Twilight’s mouth before pulling away and making their tongues wrestle freely in the open air in front of them.

The extra motivation was simply too much for any of them to handle. Spike pushed himself all the way in and released into them. His hands had slipped from their spot, but thankfully he had been able to move them between the two mares who were now screaming his name to the heaven.

Pinkie felt the sudden heated explosion inside of her instantly. It collided with her own orgasm mixing inside of her body in the most incredible way. Wave after wave of pleasure ripped through her, as Spike’s sticky cream filling coated her inside shot after shot, until it spilled out from between them.

The thoughts faded from Twilight’s head as a plethora of pretty lights filled her vision. She loved the way Spike’s cum warmed her insides as her body found its own peak of pleasure and rode it all the way to the bottom. Their combined excitement escaped from her body, the strange sensation adding to her already immense pleasure.

Spike managed to carefully lower himself down and embrace his two new lovers. Feeling content, he got back up to remove himself from the two of them.

Her hooves massaged her stomach as Twilight hummed happily, appreciating her new found fullness. “That was amazing, Spike. We’ll have to do it a lot more often from now on.” She gave him a wink as she cooed.

Pinkie was practically glowing as she stared at him with her eyes in a very naughty way. “Wowie, zowie, Spike, I guess we’ll just have to call this a Pinkie, Cream, Pie!” Her laughter was infectious as Twilight and Spike joined in at her little pun.

It took Spike a second to realize that he had forgotten something important. He slowly pulled the two toys out of the mares, garnering both sounds of appreciation and complaint as they popped out. They had left two small gaping holes in their wake, and Spike enjoyed watching as his seed and their juices slowly slid in from above. “It would be such a shame to waste all of Twilight’s preparation. How do you two feel about another go?”

Twilight’s eye lit up excitedly at the suggestion and Pinkie seductively shook her ass back and forth in anticipation.

Taking that as his okay, he lifted both mares’ flanks into the air while their shoulders and upper back supported their weight. It looked slightly uncomfortable, but the soft bed took most of the blow out of it. At this angle he would be able to push all the way in with little effort.

“Stop staring and do it already; it’s embarrassing,” Twilight whined, rather adorably.

Pinkie replied by giving her a kiss on the cheek, making her face even redder.

Never one to keep a lady waiting, Spike pressed against them gently before penetrating. Twilight bit her lip to stop from crying out; Pinkie shed a few tears before wiping them away quickly and replacing them with a smile. Once again, Spike gave them a moment to adjust, which only took a fraction of the time thanks to the toys work earlier. He started out, the sound of his slow motions filling the room as he enjoyed the extra tightness provided by the less conventional choice.

Twilight loved every movement the drake made as she felt him inside her. She was thankful for the time she had put in with her training. The pain was still there, but it was less than she imagined it would be, and was easily outdone by the immense pleasure and heat coming off of Spike. Of course, she was well aware the lubrication provided by their previous love making was doing its part to make the experience all the more pleasant.

Pinkie was having the time of her life as Spike pounded her fluffy pink tushie. His experience rang true as he seemed to ease through the less fun part, but even the pain added to her overall excitement and joy. His natural draconic warmth seemed to help ease away the discomfort. Had she been Twilight, she probably would have thought of that as some sort of evolutionary trait included with the twins to make it more enjoyable, but being Pinkie, she was more interested in how it would feel when he released his much hotter cum deep into her.

The pace increased drastically as Spike started hilting himself against their flanks, loud slapping sounds filling the air. Joining them were moans of unimagined euphoria from the two mares as they roughly used their hooves to stimulate the rest of their bodies, and occasionally, the others. Spike felt himself getting close and made one last ditch effort to push them over with him. His tail rose from behind him and snaked it way around him.

Twilight was completely unprepared as one of the spikes on his tail slowly entered into her. It wasn’t overtly sharp, but it had a decent girth to it, stretching her wide. It seemed Spike had come up with a few tricks of his own, and they were so very good. As if to add a final nail to the coffin, his claw roughly grasped at her cutie mark, forcing her tongue from her mouth as she gasped in ecstasy.

Next to Twilight, Pinkie arched her back while screaming in pleasure. Spike had taken the spade on his tail and rolled into a more, somewhat awkward, cylinder and pushed into her. He thrust in and out covering it with her juices and his. She writhed in pleasure with each double thrust the dragon provided. He clasped onto her flank in just the right spot.

Spike starred at the sweat covered mares shaking beneath him in untold, almost forbidden, pleasure. The combination of everything finally accumulated into one giant orgasm and scream that filled the room as Spike deposited an additional load into them and they squirted upwards all over his chest, tail, and their asses.

Pinkie had been right, the new mind numbing warmth shooting into her combined amazingly with the waterfall of overwhelming happiness that coursed through out her entire body. She imagined his tail slip out of her, completely soaked, and the white goodness pouring out of her no stretched ass because her little pony rear could not handle it all. It was not so much her imagination as it was the view Spike happily received.

Twilight welcomed the powerful burst into her as she tried to focus on Spike through the blur. She knew it would shoot out of her just like the first soothingly hot load had. She could barely breathe as her own cascaded through her in a giant ripple effect of immense euphoria. A smile overtook her face, Spike and her had finally become one, an event she feared may never happen. Rarity was still in the doghouse, but it would be one hell of a nice doghouse.

The mental, emotional, and physical exhaustion finally caught up with Spike as he collapsed onto the bed. He had just enough energy to avoid falling to roughly onto the girls as he felt himself recede out of them. “So, forgive me now?”

Twilight snuggled into Spike as he wrapped his arms around her and Pinkie. “It was very good coitus.”

Pinkie looked at Twilight as if she’d grown a second head. “We didn’t have coitus, we had sex, silly.”

“Of course we did. The point is, there were better ways to go about this, but I’m glad you were honest about it to me. I forgive you.” She gave him a light kiss on the lips.

Turning towards Pinkie, he asked her, “And how about you, Pinkie?”

Smiling her signature smile, she nuzzled Spike’s neck. “I forgave you long ago.”

His eye lids felt heavy in his eyes as he embraced them warmly, wrapping them in his wings. “I love you two.”

“And we love you,” they managed before slipping into the best sleep they had ever had.

Along Came a Dragon

“Come on, Celestia! Couldn’t you give me another five minutes?” The complaint fell on deaf ears as the dragon attempted to use his pillow to block out the sun. Suddenly, consciousness bucked him in the head like a certain farm mare he knew. His eyes sprang open as he remembered that this bed, the one he had fallen asleep in, wasn’t his own- nor had he been alone. The pillow flew across the room as Spike tried to make certain the two mares, his best and oldest friend turned lover and the sugar-filled ball of joy that made every day and now every night better, weren’t disturbed. His effort was in vain however, as neither appeared to be with him anymore. It occurred to him that this might be an excellent excuse to resume his nap, but his missing mares were far more important than a few minutes of sleep. So, begrudgingly, he threw off the blanket and started his search.

Having discovered neither Twilight nor Pinkie in the upstairs bedroom or the bathroom, he headed down stairs. His first stop was the kitchen. It was his hope that, even if they weren’t there, he could grab a quick snack for breakfast. The first thing Spike noticed was that he had once again struck out, but the second thing was a note on the pantry his gems were kept in. He walked over, grabbed a gem from inside, and plucked the note off the door to read.

Dear Spike,

Me and Twilight have something we need to do. Now what we need from you, our handsome not-so-little-anymore dragon, is to go to Carousel Boutique at exactly Four o’clock. Pinkie Promise me, Spike. I’ll know if you don’t.

Love,

Pinkie and Twilight

The notion seemed ridiculous to most, but Spike had known Pinkie long enough to know that no matter how much it defied logic, she would know. And so, he quickly ran through the motions.

He glanced at the clock above the fridge, and was surprised to find it was already noon. The last week, especially the long nights, seemed to be exhausting him. It made sense with all the activity; who would have thought sex would be such a workout? And those mares, they were practically insatiable. His mares... Rarity, Applejack, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie, and, even, Twilight, now. There was no chance that it just happened that all six would suddenly admit they were in love with him and let him sleep with them. No, not even in his wildest dreams, and that’s how he knew it was real. One of them set it all in motion. And no one knew them like he did, so it was with absolutely certainty that his mind and heart agreed when the most generous of them, the one who had touched his soul and saved him from himself, the first of his six loves, came to mind. “Rarity, you never were one to be straightforward when it came to me.”

His spikes hit the wall as he slid down it onto the floor. So many years… so many amazing years with them. They had taught him so much, showed him friendship and love he thought he would never know. And once again, they took the heart that threatened to tear itself apart in heartache and rage for his inability to choose one of them and they made it calm. Each one of them meant so much to him.

Rarity. How he had been so infatuated with her beauty when he first saw her. However, that once-shallow obsession bloomed into devoted love as he saw the mare under the looks. She was even more beautiful, more selfless, more passionate, more caring, and more willing to give anything she could to make someone’s life better. Helping her make her dreams come to fruition was one of his greatest achievements, and one he never really stopped achieving. All though, she had a tendency to be eccentric, dramatic, lose herself in her work, and completely overreact, and, in his eyes, these so-called “imperfections” made her even better. She had the opportunity to leave her friends and live in Canterlot, but, even if it might be harder, she wanted to fulfill her dreams with her friends beside her. It was funny- they had broken down one another’s armor, made from the world’s expectation of the pretty mare unable to handle herself and the dangerous monster bound to destroy, leaving them bare and true to each other. He wanted to show her the same generosity that she displayed. To be the one who gave of himself to her and never wanted anything in return. She made him a better dragon just by being in his life. So in the end, she still gave him more than he could ever give her.

Then, there was Twilight. She was his oldest friend. Hell, she had helped raise him, even given him life from that small egg. The long hours researching as her assistant, they were hard, but seeing that look on her face and watching her jump around like a filly when her hard work paid off was always worth it. He had seen her at her best and at her worst, but he always stood by her side. Only once had he ever truly felt like he failed her, at the wedding, and it was something he had lived with ever since. The greater lesson may have been trusting in your friends and their instincts, a mistake he had no intent of making again. In truth, Spike was more social than Twilight had ever been; however, it was Twilight who showed him what true friendship was. All that time alone together made falling for the adorkable egghead less shocking in hindsight. She had bestowed upon him so much knowledge and care, making his life magical.

A small yellow bird flew past the window singing sweetly, drawing his attention. So much kindness and understanding- Fluttershy was almost too nice for her own good. He always felt the need to protect her, but, at the same time, he knew she did not truly need it. Inside, she had the heart of a lioness. For all her adorableness, timidness, and willingness to put others ahead of herself, even going so far as being a doormat, when her friends were in danger, when she was really needed, the lioness roared like no other. She may have been shy and afraid, but she would always stand up for what was right. And that smile, it could melt even Discord’s heart… and had. It made him chuckle, of all the ponies that first day, she was the only one who had taken a true interest in him, and not Twilight. It was her example that made raising Peewee possible, the kindness she embodied and spilled over into him. The time she spent helping to raise the once baby phoenix had allowed him to see the nurturing Pegasus in her element. She was so gentle and gave it her all for the little guy’s sake.

As if sensing Spike’s thoughts, Peewee landed on his shoulder after an impressive aerial dive and corkscrew. The phoenix was the same size as Philomena now, and even more boastful. “Seems someone has been flying with Rainbow Dash again.” Spike ran his finger up and down under his young charge’s beak.

Even Spike had to admit, Rainbow Dash was not a mare he would have ever even considered in his youth. Things change though, and, when she joined Rarity and Twilight in following him on the Great Dragon Migration... well, it kindled the flames of his affection. After her display of loyalty in siding with him against the dragons, the two started hanging out more. He came to envy her courage, her ability, and even her confidence, smug or not. It pushed him to do more, to be better. It was his suspicion that the very thing that made her awesome scared away other romantic interests. They may have felt inadequate next to her, but Spike, he knew that being herself simply challenged him to improve. She had even taken him under her wing when he had grown his. But it wasn’t just Dash’s athletic determination, no, he knew the brain behind the brawn. One of the six outside her family who she had told of the book she wrote. Her love of adventure and the written word fueled her passion, and sales were good. Still, the one thing no one would ever suspect from the tomboy Pegasus, even she loved dressing up and feeling beautiful every once in a while. It was one of the reasons she often helped Rarity in her shop as a model, aside from her devotion to a friend in need. And it was the very quality she represented that Spike was unsure of in himself.

He had always been loyal to the crown, to Equestria, to his friends, but now that things had advanced beyond friendship… it was so hard to be sure. It was if his own indecision had driven a stake directly into his chest. Could he truly love all of them the way he did and claim to be loyal to any of them. The only thing he was sure of was that his honesty in the end, however late, had been the right thing to do.

And this brought him to the next of his loves, Applejack. Another one that would never have really crossed his mind, he had spent more time with Rainbow Dash. But, after his growth spurt, Big Mac had seen fit to hire him and his new found muscles at Sweet Apple Acres. According to Mac, he had doubled the farm’s productivity. In part, because it seemed Applejack took to his intrusion as a challenge. A day or two a week working the fields alone with her, while Apple Bloom and Big Mac handled the other side, had sown the seeds for their personal friendship to bloom. It had started out awkward, the two rarely talking to each other, and leave it to Applejack to point out the problem one day. Of course, once the subject of their failure to communicate was breached, the dam burst, and they were talking like the old friends they always should have been, had either taken the time. As they worked together more and more, Spike found himself stealing glances at the sweaty mare, the muscles in her legs rippling. It was oddly alluring, and it must have been mutual, considering he had noticed her attention shifting in his direction every now and then as well. Even if they never breached the subject of them, it was good honest hard work, and they were honest with one another, their dreams, their fears, everything.

Then, there was one left- a hyper, sugar-filled one that could make even the worst day seem a little bit better. Spike had to wonder just how many smiles Pinkie Pie had created over the years, millions probably. Her strange reality bending powers only seemed to help the mare in achieving her goal of bringing happiness to everyone she met. She and Spike palled around a lot, even when he was still a whelp. Both were party animals, and both loved a good prank. Of course, it had taken a very short amount of time for them to team up and use their abilities for good… or evil, depending on perspective. Throw in the fact she made sweets better than almost anypony, and it only made sense the two would spend days that they both had off messing around and goofing off. On the occasion, Rainbow Dash would join them. Those were crazy times, but strangely, relaxing. Spike remembered once, when he been depressed at the realization that he would outlive all of his friends by millennia, that Pinkie had appeared out of nowhere and made him laugh. That was when Spike first realized that just being around Pinkie made him happy… and that what he felt for her had advanced beyond friendship. Ironic, really, as it would only make it harder when he was inevitably… No, it was best not to think of that future, when he had so much here and now to live for.

It did leave a simple question, though. How was Spike going to handle… whatever this was about? Most of the time one of them could push his normal limitations, knowledge, and energy, but all six, well, it was daunting. Could he keep all six of them happy, content? They each had so many unique goals, dreams, and personalities. It was those same attributes that had made him fall for them in the first place. Would it really be so much different from now? He already spent most of his time with them. Spike’s dream was to find where he belonged, to find out who he was, and here with them he had his answer. Maybe… maybe he was getting ahead of himself. This whole thing could have been some sort of final step, and now they would want him to pick just one. But, that did not really seem right. Somehow, he just knew that whatever was happening was about him and all six of them; not him choosing one of the six of them.

Deep down, he wondered if his interest in having all six was somehow draconic in nature. Some form of lust-based greed, perhaps. Maybe it was common for dragons of both genders to have multiple, if not many, mates, but that did not seem as personal as what he had. After all, if that was true it was reasonable that mating was not so much romantic as feral. He had heard the teenagers during the migration, and their interests were similar to most stallions’. Garble had sworn Spike to secrecy before revealing his crush to Spike. Even though they had their… falling out, Spike still honored his pledge. It actually made him feel a little better- seeing another crestfallen dragon, and one that was raised in dragon culture, at that. But therein lay his problem, he knew so little about his own kind except what he had learned in that one day, most of which was spent proving himself, and from Celestia. How would the other ponies react to not only an interspecies couple but a… what was the word… harem... herd, at that?

Ah, to hell with it. All this worrying was not getting him anywhere. Here he was, with the opportunity most stallions only dreamed of, and all he could do was come up with a bunch of negative crap. No more- it was time to dragon up and show his mares just how much he loved them! It did not matter what anyone else thought, not even the princesses... although, he had a suspicion that Celestia, having raised Spike, being Twilight’s teacher, having an above average relationship with the other girls, and the fact they saved Equestria and the world a number of times, including saving Luna from herself, would not have much objection. In fact, a mother, even if Spike did not really see Celestia that way, was normally proud when her son brought home one fantastic catch; he had six amazing mares. He could not wait to see the look on her face.

Using the counter as a support, he stood up. It might not be easy, but it would be worth it. Made sense really, when was anything so good ever simple? But he was ready, no more time for self-doubt or concern. Yep- that definitely sounded cheesy and cliché. Still, he felt it was genuine, and it only bolstered his resolve.

Glancing at the clock, the surprise and realization of how long he had been sitting on the floor thinking hit him. He still had an hour before he had to go meet what he assumed was all of the girls. Shrugging, he headed for the stairs; he seemed to remember some sheets and blankets from last night that needed a good washing.

Spike finished just in time to casually stroll to Carousel Boutique after guzzling down a pitcher of water. He had a sense of pride, after seeing just how messy those sheets were. Part of him thought it might have been best just to burn them, another part of him wanted to keep them as some sort of keepsake or trophy, but he decided to just wash them as he had planned. It seemed rather likely he would need them again soon, and the cocky smile on his face told the world he was ready.

The door loomed before him. On one hand, paradise was behind it, and in the other, new found responsibility awaited him on the other side. With confidence, he knocked. He heard what sounded like a hoof hitting a face, a few giggles, and an, “Oh come on!”

The angelic voice that could only be Rarity’s responded, “Spike, darling, we gave you an exact time. There was no need to knock, just come in.”

Taking the invitation, he let himself in. Spike felt his jaw practically unhinge as it fell gaping towards the floor. In front of him stood the six mares he had expected, but with something extra that screamed, Rarity. All six were in dresses that accented their unique beauty very sexily.

Fluttershy’s was an almost see-through green gown, her yellow fur visible under the dress. While ponies did not usually wear clothes, this was as close to naked as they could be while wearing them. It contrasted Fluttershy’s modest nature, causing her face to turn dark red and making it hard for her to keep eye contact without turning away.

Rainbow Dash was wearing a dress with an open back, allowing her wings freedom. It ended in a very short skirt, making her confident, ‘I got it going on,’ smirk very agreeable.

Next to her, Pinkie Pie was loosely wearing a blue shirt with a pink wrapped piece of candy on it that ended before her stomach. It reminded Spike of some of the younger mares he had seen at D.J. PON3’s last party. He suspected if she got into one of her jumping fits it would fly right off. The final piece that no Pinkie Pie outfit could be complete without, a big grin decorated her face.

Here, Spike recognized Applejack’s duds; the chaps that accented those strong sensual legs and hips and her signature Stetson. Her favorite lasso was wrapped lightly around her neck, making Spike think she might have plans for it later. The mischievous glint in her eye when she winked at him reaffirmed that belief.

Then there was Twilight, her dress was a midnight blue that looked like something from the Grand Galloping Gala, but with less design additions, like stars, distracting from her natural adorkableness. It had a particular fake beard and bell-lined outfit beat by light-years, although it did have a certain charm to it. She had a calm, soothing smile, that was playing opposite of the fact she was having just as hard a time as Fluttershy looking at him.

Last, but for the love of Celestia not least, Rarity was posing with her bottom lip stuck out and her big blue eyes staring at Spike. Her dress was a snug, long, red, ruby encrusted dress that looked like it was made to be worn on Canterlot’s fanciest ballroom floors. It was unique, chic, and magnifique, and she looked absolutely beautiful and smoking hot in it. The Pièce de résistance, the Fire Ruby pendent he had given her on his birthday years ago. In other words, six total knock outs that were so far out of his league that he was pretty certain they were in a league of their own.

His jaw finally worked again as his mouth closed, ending his gawking… mostly. “Beautiful.” There was a sweet mixture of light laughter from their side, and something intoxicating in the air. “So, not that I’m complaining, but what’s with the…,” at a loss for words, he simply gestured to all of them.

Rainbow Dash, Applejack, and, a tad more surprisingly, Twilight deadpanned, “Rarity.” Pinkie giggled lightly at them.

Stepping forward slightly, Rarity cleared her throat, drawing his attention. “I felt that an advantage might be necessary. You see, Spike, over here,” she used her front hoof to make a sweeping motion over the six of them, “you have option number one, and, over there, “this time she pointed directly at Spike, “you have option number two. The truth is, the six of us would very much like to create a life with you, and we would all be thrilled to do it together, all seven of us as one happy herd, if you will.”

Fluttershy walked up next to Rarity and continued, “But right now, you’re still a free dragon. Spike, we… we... we love you, and we don’t want to force you into this. Relationships are hard work when it’s only between two partners, but this will be so much harder. Each of us have our own lives and dreams, and we need the support, help, and love of the partner we choose in those lives and dreams. You won’t have the freedom that comes with being single anymore. So we want you to know what you’re getting into before you jump head first into things... if that’s okay with you, that is.”

This time, Rainbow Dash joined the other two. “We’re awesome! But so are you, Spike. The fear of commitment- of possibly settling down- I get it. However, the worst fear- of losing us if you decided to choose differently- that one’s not real. We are your friends, and, while it will hurt us, we will respect and support your choice. Don’t ever think we won’t be your friends, even if you were to only choose one or maybe two of us to spend your life with. Our decision, is to respect whatever decision you make.”

Applejack trotted over enthusiastically. “The truth is, we love ya. I know I don’t speak fer myself alone when I say, I’m plum crazy for ya. Still, this is a big decision. Think about it, helping Twi with her studies, working the farm with me, going to fashion shows and other fancy stuff with Rarity, helping Dash practice fer the Wonderbolts, dealing with Fluttershy’s critters all the time, and doing whatever it is Pinkie does. That’s an awful lot of responsibility, and they’ll be even more if we have,” her face flushed as she turned away and quietly said, “little uns.”

From out of nowhere, Pinkie appeared with her hooves wrapped around the other girls. “You all are such downers. Spike, think about it, sex with six mares,” she grabbed his face, “FOREVER!” Moving back to her spot, she continued, “Think about how fun it’ll be. Maybe a bit exhausting too, but fun, Spike, fun. And, to top it off, they’ll be so much love and care, that we’ll never be lonely. I’ll even get to throw five different bachelorette parties and bridal showers at one time! I’m so excited! Woooooooooh!” She threw herself backwards where the others barely caught her. Amazingly, with all of her bouncing around, Pinkie’s shirt never flew off.

Completing the set, Twilight stood beside her friends once again. “We’ve spent the day thinking things through.” A quill and a checklist levitated over to her. “We realized that because of our own responsibilities simply moving in together would be impossible; however, I remembered a spell that allowed you to enchant two items to have a connection to one another. When you touch one and will it, you’re teleported to the other. It takes a lot of magic and skill, but I believe with all of my recent studies and training, I can do it. We can make one to Sweet Apple Acres, Golden Oaks Library, Sugarcube Corner, Fluttershy’s cottage, and Carousel Boutique. I offered to make one for Rainbow Dash, but she insists on flying because it’s, ‘good practice.’ This led us to the matter of our home… we would need a completely new one, as none of us live anywhere that can accommodate six ponies and a dragon, let alone any future additions. It’ll take some compromise from all of us, but I have faith we can manage. Also, it has to be near the Everfree Forest so Fluttershy’s animal friends can contact her in an emergency; she was quite adamant about that. Finally, I recognized the need for a schedule.” She struck a heroic pose, one hoof on her chest.

Spike was trying desperately not to laugh. So very, very desperately. “A schedule for what?”

“Well… sex. It would be a bit much to expect you to handle all of us at once every night. Plus, we decided that some one on one time would be really romantic and nice. Then, you have the classic three-ways that started it all, a night here and there for you to rest and replenish some fluids (I suggest you start drinking more by the way) and, finally, at everyone else’s request, a month every four where there’s no schedule to allow for random romance. The whole idea, though, is that this way you can spend equal time with all of us, helping to stop any petty jealousy before it begins. I even managed to plan the next three months!”

Rolling his eyes, he smiled at the simple normalcy of Twilight and her list and schedule obsession; although, he had to admit: it was a good idea, especially that bit about drinking more fluids. Rarity looked like she was about to add on, but, in this one particular case, Spike was going to do the rude thing and cut her off. “So, you’ve all clearly thought this through, and, I must say, I’m impressed. But… given the choice over and over again, I’d say that you girls are always worth the trouble. And trust me, over the years, we’ve seen, caused, and fixed a lot of trouble. You six have given me the most amazing life, one I couldn’t even begin to imagine without you. You’ve taught me so much and showed me love that no other dragon has probably ever known. Even now, you six make my wildest dreams fall very short. Even though it’ll be hard, being with you six will makes it easy. Every trial, every tribulation, is completely and utterly worth it to be with all of you. So, the no-rambling version: I would love to go out with all of you, and I would be the luckiest… well, anything, to have such a wonderful future. And it seems to me, that you all came to the same answer.”

Before anyone else could respond, Pinkie shot straight up as her party cannon, appearing from out of thin air, launched a spray of confetti upwards. She threw her shirt off and screamed, “Woo-hoo! Let’s get this party started!”

Shaking her head, but a small smile betraying any true annoyance, Rarity caught the flying shirt in her magic. “I suppose I should have seen that coming. Well, I have to agree. We all got associated with one another’s bodies by watching the videos I recorded through our necklaces.” Her hoof gently touched the now-enchanted, Fire Ruby pendant. “And let’s just say, we’re already a fair bit… excited.”

He hadn’t said anything, but since he walked in the aroma had been tantalizing him. However, he swore he heard her just say-

Rainbow Dash sprinted up to Spike. “Naturally, I was awesome. Honestly, I’m jealous of you, getting to do all of that to me;” her eyes half-lidded as she stared into his, only millimeters away, “although, you were pretty incredibly amazing yourself.”

Hiding behind Rarity’s vanity couch, Fluttershy peaked out, her face red from the knowledge everyone had seen her like that. “It was… nice.”

Suddenly, Rainbow Dash was dragged backwards by a purple aura around her tail. She was too surprised to really fight it. Finding herself next to Twilight, she prepared for a lecture.

“Rainbow Dash! Stop trying to seduce Spike by yourself.” Mischievously, she spanked the Pegasus’s rear, hard, putting a shocked, embarrassed, and now even more turned on look on Rainbow Dash’s face. “We have to do it together, as a team!”

“Fine.”

This time all six mares turned their bedroom eyes on the defenseless drake. Spike was rather grateful he was not in public right now as he felt two somethings slide out from underneath his waist scales by themselves. Of course, the awkwardness he felt only increased as the six pairs of eyes from before shifted down to take a long, lustful look. “Well, it’s definitely not a gem in my pocket.”

Whistling, Applejack chuckled lightly. “I reckon not. I think it might be a good time to head up to Rarity’s bedroom, seems a smidge more appropriate.”

“Agreed, darling, can’t go making that sort of mess in my showroom here… not without me closing the shop for a few days at least.”

“Before we do... could you leave the outfits down here? They’re beautiful and all… it’s just...” his eye shifted awkwardly between them.

“Say no more, every fashionista worth her salt knows that there’s a time and a place for every outfit, and this isn’t one of them. Alright girls, back on the ponyquins with them.” They all began removing their clothes and placing them back on the stands. Rarity smiled warmly at him and stifled a small giggle. “Spike, I remember not letting you in once because we were changing. Funny how things change, hm?”

“That’s-”

“Enough talk, more action already! Last one up’s got to clean up afterwards!” Without any further warning, Rainbow Dash flew up the stairs leaving an after-image behind.

“That’s cheating! Get your hide back here, Dash!” Applejack stormed up the stairs, her competitive side kicking in.

Pinkie shot the remaining three a smile before bounding up the stairs after them, far faster than should have been physically possible.

“How uncouth!” She threw her mane back and humphed. “Of course, letting them win seems… unfavorable. Twilight, be a dear and teleport us up there.”

Twilight rolled her eyes. “Fine. Everypony... and dragon... grab on.” Once she felt the hooves of Rarity and Fluttershy on her side and Spike’s claw, she started the spell, her horn glowing.

As the aura enveloped their bodies, Spike removed his claw. “See you on the other side.” Before they had a chance to respond they were gone in a flash of light. “Maybe I should go drink another pitcher of water before I go up there,” he shrugged, “meh.”

He walked up the stairs slowly, enjoying the calm before the storm. He could hear the voices excitedly whispering and giggling behind the door to Rarity’s room, waiting for him. The final barrier before him was swept aside, and lying spread out on the bed staring at him lustfully with those six stunningly sexy set of eyes. It sent chills down his spine. They were ready and willing, but, since he did have to clean up afterwards, he might as well enjoy a little teasing first. “Alright, seems I lost.”

Rainbow Dash smirked at him, her tail swishing back and forth. “Yeah, you did, slowpoke.”

An orange hoof hit the cocky mare in the shoulder. “Now, Dash-”

“No, she’s right, but I think I deserve a little consolation prize.”

Twilight gave him a look, one eyebrow raised. “Is that so?”

“Eeyup. So, for my prize I’m gonna need you six to get up and stand in a line in front of me.”

Rarity got up, standing in front of him. “Well, if you’re cleaning up, I’ll play along, Spikey.”

The rest followed her example. It brought a smile to his face, a mischievous, evil smile. “Now, turn around, bend over, and get those pretty little tails. Nice and high.”

Doing as they were told, Rarity, Pinkie, Twilight, Rainbow Dash, and Fluttershy presented themselves to Spike. Each one of their faces held a small blush, except for Fluttershy’s which was now dark crimson as she tried to use her hooves to hid her face.

Applejack was the last to complete Spike’s command. “Well ain’t we feeling bold today. This’d better be worth it.” With that, she joined the others, her tail reaching for the sky.

With nothing attempting to hide their want, the entire room smelled of aroused mares. A lot. He took a deep breath, wondering if Rarity would ever manage to get rid of the aroma that was literally dripping into the floor. “I’ll make sure it is, but I’m going to need all of you to close your eyes and keep them closed until I say, okay?”

“Oh, a surprise! Yay! I love surprises,” Pinkie replied, closing her eyes so hard it almost looked like it hurt, aside from the big smile.

The rest followed Pinkie’s example with some kind of confirmation or nod of their head. Spike walked down the line, dragging a single claw across each of their flanks. He loved the way they tensed up at the unexpected touch; he could practically see the electricity running up their spines. Taking his time, he took a short look at the bounty before him, each one was different and unique but beautiful. From his experiences, it was easy to tell what each of them had particularly enjoyed. And the perfect starter for the night’s event was right before him, with her wonderful purple presence.

It was strange, Twilight had experienced darkness before, but this was different. It was a matter of perspective really. At night, alone in bed, she was perfectly calm, because she knew there was nothing out there. No monster under her bed. No boogiestallion. It was just her.

That was not the case here and now. Something was right behind her, waiting to pounce at any moment. Her heart beat hastened as seconds felt like hours. “Ahhh.” He was there, using his claws to open her wide. Robbed of her vision, it was as if her sense of touch and her hearing had improved to compensate. The claws lightly digging into her delicate flower, revealing all its secrets; it was no wonder she could feel almost as much heat in her face as she did in her- “Ohhhhh, Spike!” It was almost completely without warning, aside from spreading her open, as his forked tongue quickly flicked against her outer walls. The anxiety was only proving to arouse her further. And the fact the other girls could hear her, icing on the cake.

She moaned into the floor as he kissed her, not on either set of lips, but on the sensitive little button. He was toying with her, and it both infuriated and mesmerized her at the same time. Any further thoughts were lost as he exhaled a hot breath directly into her. Her entire body would have collapsed as she screamed in orgasmic bliss had Spike not placed his mouth directly on her, drinking and sucking. The addition only increased the power as her body was racked with pleasure.

Had her eyes been open, she had no doubt they would have rolled backwards into her head. As Spike moved away, her legs, now turned to jelly, failed her as she met Rarity’s floor, most likely staining the carpet with the still flowing aftermath and drool.

A job well done, if Spike had ever seen one. Twilight would need some time to recover, but her panting was nothing compared to the faces and whines of the rest eagerly awaiting their turn. Listening to Twilight had really worked them up. And no one appreciated hard work more than the work horse he had his eyes set on now.

The sweat dripped off her body as she waited for her turn. Applejack’s patience was legendary, thanks to years of dealing with a certain rainbow maned mare’s shenanigans, but this... it was almost unbearable. That was when he struck, his finger gently tracing the edge of her tail-hole. Oh, Celestia, it still felt so dirty to gain pleasure from there, but it was so good.

She could feel one of his fingers prodding gently, the sharp claw drawing out her excitement further; however, he drew back before entering. Her entire body was shaking; she would teach him for teasing her like that- “Spike!” His tongue flicked lightly where seconds ago his finger had been, and it sent chills down her spine. Something told her he was enjoying it almost as she was. So little had been done, but she felt herself getting closer to the edge.

His hands gripped the sides of her flank, hard. She registered the moan when she heard it, but it felt almost alien. Further and further he pushed her cheeks apart, stretching and completely revealing what lay in-between. Was this what it felt like to be putty in somepony’s hooves- or, in this case, somedragon’s hands? Those sharp claws grabbed, rubbed, and kneaded her curves, careful not to break the skin but rough enough marks seemed guaranteed. The pain only managed to stimulate her more; she hated to admit it, but she liked having control taken away from her.

And then, a somewhat familiar and very hard part of her draconic love was teasing her tight, pony seal. Everything seemed to cloud over at once. Flank completely spread, she felt the tip slowly start to spread something else. All the toying with her had left her so incredibly sensitive; it was not really her fault that without him even getting the tip halfway in her body jolted with euphoria and rocketed mind blowing pleasure into her.

She thought she heard his name being screamed, might have realized that he pulled out right away, probably enjoying the show as her juices shot out, but it was all too much as she hit the floor, satisfied… for now.

Two down, four to go. Applejack looked like she had just finished one of the hardest apple bucking seasons ever- in other words, momentarily spent, but very, very happy. It certainly was not hurting his pride to see just how good he was doing. It was pretty easy to figure out who would be next, really it was not even his choice. If he let the vibrating mare go any longer she might explode, after all. And when it came to the sugar powered, reality bending, party pony, that seemed a lot more possible literally than figuratively.

First Twilight, and now Applejack! It was great that her friends were having a good time, fantastic in fact, but what did a pony have to do to get a little attention around here! Maybe she could use her tail to waif just how eager she was to Spike’s snout, or maybe if she shook her behind, wantingly. The wait was too much! She knew she had to share, but it just was not in her nature to be calm and patient. Asking her to sit still was like asking Dashie not to fly, A.J. not to buck apples, or Twilight not to read. So it was with much elation that she squealed when Spike’s tail started curling up her leg. It was scaly and snakelike, slowly making its way up to the source of her own heat. The first touch of the smooth spade against her made her tongue slide out of her mouth. By the time the first spike, hard but flexible, brushed her, she was panting like a dog. She needed this so badly- it was like her entire body was on fire from the excitement, the want. Spike had begun moving the top of one of his spikes up and down the furry entrance; it would not take long for it to be completely soaked with how she was right now. His spike moved away, and his finger slowly slid down her, becoming drenched. The spike returned to its task as the finger disappeared suddenly. The scent, her scent, seemed so much stronger, and it only took a second for her to realize that he had climber over her and placed his claw in front of her nose. She knew what they both wanted, and she opened her mouth wide. Her reward was inserted into her mouth, she sucked on it like a child with a lollipop. Such a sugary, sweet, almost salty taste, she was delicious. It was strange, knowing exactly where the liquid she was enjoying off Spike’s finger had come from, but it only managed to excite her further as she increased her sucking. That is when Spike decided to finish her, the tip of his tail, still wet, pressed gently against her other end. The combined stimulation from have all three parts of her teased at once was too much. The darkness seemed to fill with a bright flashing light as her orgasm shot out of her. Every part of her body had twitched at once; oh, it was certainly a doozy, an unimaginable, tail soaking, doozy. She fell over and rolled onto her back, trying to catch her breath with a huge smile on her face.

As his tail untwined from her, he couldn’t help but notice how much he wanted to give her a belly rub. He gave his finger a lick. Pinkie might need to lay off the sugar; she kind of tasted like the crystalized sweetness she was so fond of. Then again, anything that made sense in the normal rules of existence did not really affect Pinkie. Someone was starting to feel the strain of waiting. In fact, if the speedster was biting her lip any harder to try and stop from demanding attention she would have drawn blood.

Okay, Spike was seriously starting to push his luck now. Making her endure listening to the other three was torture. Where was the attention she craved? It just did not scream, Rainbow and Dash, to be leaning against the floor with her awesomely athletically-toned flank stuck in the air, waiting for some relief from Spike.

Part of her screamed to open her eyes and jump him then and there, but another part was enjoying the buildup. Both parts agreed he had better hurry up or else. That is when she purred from the sudden intrusion of a warm breath on her wings. She had been so caught up in her own sexual irritation that she had failed to notice the dragon moving in beside her. His fangs had stated nibbling softly up and down her wing, almost like preening. But his mouth was nothing compared to the fingers that began working her wingbow. They were joined on the other side by their brothers as he started pressing into the flesh. It was better than any of the trips to the spa Rarity had forced on her. It was not that she did not enjoy the pampering, but she had a image to uphold...

And for the love of Celestia, why was she thinking about that now? Spike had worked his way down to the tips of her wings, and, like magic, his touch disappeared. In its wake was a very unhappy and very close to the edge Rainbow Dash. So, when Spike’s finger reemerged lower down on her body, she practically squealed in excitement. His claws danced all around the two sweet spots, but always seemed to move away as soon as they came close.

Just as she was about to thrust herself backwards in an attempt to trick his fingers into her, he flicked her clit. It was rough, strange, unconventional, and drove her absolutely mad. She could only explain the feeling as the kind of rush she felt free falling thousands of feet to open her wings at the last moment, but completely different! She grabbed the floor and tried to moan into it, but it was not enough to completely muffle her scream. Spike, Spike was a cheater! The greatest, most amazing cheater ever!

One time, the two of them had flown nonstop for a whole day, Spike had actually wondered if he was going to die, but even then Rainbow Dash had not even remotely collapsed this quickly. What really brought a smile to his face was that he had managed the whole thing in ten seconds flat. Okay, maybe more like three or four minutes and ten seconds, but still, she was Equestria’s fastest flier, some leniency could be given. Moving on, there was a certain lady who needed his assistance, and a knight never keeps a lady waiting… too long.

So far, four of her five friends had been… taken care of, leaving just her and Fluttershy left. Rarity bit her lip, both because she knew it would not be long now and because she knew Spike loved that. It occurred to her that it was not exactly generous of her to be trying to steal Spike away for herself, even momentarily, but a lady had to indulge herself sometimes.

Maybe this was some kind of revenge for all the years she had let him chase after her without returning his feelings openly. Surely Spike understood that she had to wait for him to age, and then, when he had been old enough, the rest of the girls had fallen for him, creating a whole new list of problems. Smack! Celestia, that sweet pain in her flank!

“You know, Rarity, over the years I’ve gotten pretty good at reading the little idiosyncrasies of yours. There’s nothing to feel guilty about; in fact, I should be thanking you, we all should be, for putting this together. And it seems to me, the best way to reward you will be to punish you.”

She nodded her head weakly as she felt the sting of his claws on her rear. How could something that hurt feel so good? Each slap shook through her body as the pain shot up her spine and pleasure descended upon her. His hand embedded itself in her again and again; she could feel every millimeter of it. Even with her eyes closed, the image of his hand was flawless, indented in her sore posterior, in her mind at least. Drool dripped down her mouth, and, even though it was uncouth, Rarity could not bring herself to care. His warm breath coated her now throbbing- Oh!

A gentle kiss pressed against her; she was still so tender that even the soft act still caused mild discomfort. He completed his gesture by doing the other cheek, with similar results. His presence loomed over her as she heard him whisper, “I think you’ll enjoy this,” and he was gone.

It did not last though, something hard, long, and quite… pleasurable, slid between her legs, pressing against her clit and moving between her teats. It was wet, and it was not from her alone. He started rocking back and forth, pressing his hands into her once pristine white rump. Each thrust brought his hips slapping against her, pushed and pulled the sensitive little button so masterfully, slid through her mounds, and brought the most fabulous scream of pure elation from her.

However, what finally threw her over the edge was when his hands moved unexpectedly down to her nipples, and, timed perfect with one hard and rough thrust, pinched and twisted them mercilessly. The sound that came out was something between a whimper and a scream, a very, very happy scream.

The pain multiplied the pleasure immeasurably. Everything seemed clearer and more vibrant with her eyes closed, forced to focus only on what she could feel and hear. It was so intense, but, somehow, she managed to stay on her feet.

“Thank you, Master.”

He ran his claw down her cheek lovingly, to which, she gladly pressed into it. “You’re welcome, beautiful.” Master… that would require some thought later. Rarity deserved some praise; neither Rainbow Dash nor Applejack had managed to stay up after their turns. She always had been rather driven and quite stubborn when she wanted to be. While she might not have had Twilight’s brilliance or list making skills, her passion was unmatched. He would get to that later, for now, there was a shy yellow Pegasus he had kept waiting far too long to appease.

Fluttershy’s heart felt like it was going to give out, beating faster than she had ever remembered. Every time one of her friends moaned, squeaked, or… it only seemed to get her more excited. It was so embarrassing, getting even more turned on by her friend’s delight. Part of her special talent was that she as a good listener and her imagination pieced together the rest. In her mind she could see every touch, lick, spank, and orgasm. It got to the point where she had put herself in every one of her friend’s places.

Spike had been rather resourceful with his choices, and, in her own way, she had experienced them all. She could practically taste herself, feel the sting of his claw on her rear, that strong flexible, tail curling around her leg, those wonderful fingers on her wings, being completely revealed , and his big, thick… members, teasing her.

Oh my, it was just wonderful, but, at the same time, too much. When had she become such a dirty, naughty mare? The mere thought of sex used to terrify her, not even a week ago, and, now, she found herself absolutely enthralled by the prospect. He was behind her now, using his firebreath, but to what ends she did not know.

Then, came the sound of air being swept aside, as if trying to cool something down. One hand began caressing her flank, paying special attention to her Cutie Mark. He gave her a good squeeze, digging his fingers into her so wonderfully. Then, something hot, not so much that it hurt but still very warm, trailed up her marehood and momentarily glanced below her tail. It was strangely, arousing, a direct contrast to the cold air that had been blowing against her exposure. A tail usually served as a natural shield against the elements, but the lack of having it down left her at their mercy.

The moment of anatomical purpose fled her mind as Spike continued warming her up. Heat had built up fine on its own with all of the stimulation, but the fire-blasted claw was utterly different, alien. Her fantasies tried to grasp what having it inside of her like that might feel, even how where inside of her would effect it, but she needed to experience it. Fluttershy was much cleverer than she was given credit for, and she knew Spike’s weakness.

“Spike, p-p-please stick your, your finger inside my… ass. I need it… if that’s okay with you.” In a room full of her best friends in the world she had just pleaded, nay, begged to have her ass penetrated by him. The shame mixed with the excitement into pure, adulterated arousal. It seeped from her. Spike answered her by shoving the tip of his claw into her. The heat from his claw mixed with her bodies and the fire in heart, resonating perfectly.

She came, screaming louder than any of the others, crying his name into the night so that any and all who might hear her knew exactly who had delivered such an orgasm to the shyest, kindest, and, at least in their minds, most innocent of mares. It drove through her like rapids, each crash brining greater and greater pleasure. Her body shook violently as she fell hard to the floor, or would of, had Spike not been quick to grab her and lower her down gently.

Wow, he knew he was good, but not that good. His entire face was as red as Fluttershy’s after her exclamation to the world. Hopefully, Rarity or Twilight had thought to soundproof the room, or else the wonderful mare he had just lowered to the ground might be unable to walk the streets of Ponyville for a few weeks.

It was unlikely anyone would recognize the voice… probably... but that would not stop Fluttershy from thinking they would. And then of course, she would hide herself from the rest of civilization in shame. It seemed she would need a moment to recover as her chest rose and dived in long breaths.

Looking around, it appeared that the rest had already shaken off their own experiences enough to at least stand back up. He was quite impressed, they had all returned to the position he had requested. Hoping for a second round, probably, but Spike had exhausted his bag of tricks… for the moment.

In a few minutes, Fluttershy would be ready… maybe, and then, they could move on to the main event. Taking advantage of the waning moment, he took in the view one last time; everything about them was beautiful.

“Alright, you can open your eyes now.” They stood up and smiled at him lovingly but wantingly; their tails stayed high and/or to the side for him as proof. Spike looked at the bed, at his six loves, and noticed there was plenty of space, but one question remained. “How are we gonna... um,” he motioned towards the bed, “I only have the two.”

Twilight gave him her best seductive stare; it was super effective. “We figured it out already, Spike. All you have to do is lay on your back on the bed, and we’ll show you what a little planning can do.”

Climbing onto the bed, Spike felt a little exposed. His mind momentarily imagined flying a flag with how at attention he was, funny. The girls had gotten into some kind of huddle and seemed to be whispering among themselves. He thought he heard something about Pinkie wanting the tail, and a general nod of approval occurred among all six before they began climbing onto the bed with him.

Twilight moved next to Spike’s head, Fluttershy fluttered gently over to his right hand and laid her head in his palm, Rainbow Dash threw herself towards his left, bouncing on the bed when she landed, Rarity took a seat on the right next to his waist, Applejack joined her on the left, both taking in the sight of the impressive draconic virility and drooling just a bit, and Pinkie had Spike’s tail in her hooves and began licking the spade playfully.

“Positions, girls, and, Spike, just go with it.”

Positioning herself just above Spike, Rarity prepared herself. “Alright darling, I hope you’re ready to show us just how good at multi-tasking you are.”

“Let’s see how you ride, and, don’t worry, I like a good hard bucking at any rodeo.” Applejack lubricated her side as she climbed up, placing herself so that he was aimed at her other entrance.

Rainbow Dash sat so Spike’s fingers could work their magic on her. “This is gonna be awesome.”

Moving in a similar fashion, Fluttershy smiled softly at Spike. “Yay! Don’t be too rough… at first… if that’s okay with you.”

“Tail up, silly, something needs to fill this Pie.” Once Spike had complied, Pinkie stood ready to plunge down.

Twilight was the last one to move, allowing Spike a chance to see the others. Once she was content he had, she lifted herself up, leaned back, and placed her marehood right in his face. “I think it’s time for your, oral, exam.“

Everything started at the same time, but for each a unique experience unfolded.

She could feel his breath on her, so warm. It was without doubt that she was dripping on to his face, and, most likely, he had his mouth open trying to catch as much as possible. Twilight could not prevent the blush that spread across her face, in the same way that she was powerless against Spike’s tongue that had started lapping at her. That wonderful fork made it tickle slightly as he partook in her taste. He was breathing heavily, most likely from the excellent job he was doing with the others, from the sounds of their moans.

It seemed unfair that only she had a view of his face, and, with the help of magic, she remedied the injustice by creating a projection for everyone and five separate ones for Spike. As Pinkie once said, you gotta share- ahhhh! As if rewarding her for her stroke of brilliance, Spike slid into her, sampling the inside of her walls.

Craning his neck slightly, he pushed his nose against her clit. It was like some sort of chain reaction in her body as the pleasure jumped through her. Drool formed on her lips as Spike showed how diligent he could be. He would slid in and out, swirl his tongue inside her, lick at her folds, and even kissed her on a very different than conventional pair of lips.

She once read a more… mature, book that had referred to their current intercourse as, eating a mare out, at the time it had seemed odd to describe it as such, but, now she understood, it was as if he was trying to dig out the sweet nectar inside of her as greedily as possible, swallowing it full heartedly. It drove her insane as her hooves began pulling at her mane. There just was not enough for the thirsty drake to be sated, but her body kept producing more and more in pure elation to try and appease his thirst.

When that was still not enough, he dived muzzle first into her open and very welcoming marehood. That long, glorious, reptilian tongue of his seemed to search out every one of her weak points in a mad dart through her, keeping pressure against them as it continued on its path, covering every millimeter. Twilight’s breath caught in her throat as she inhaled sharply and came out in one long moan. His descent slowed, as if aware that he was near the source. Two things registered in her mind: First, the sound of the rest of the girls screaming in some kind of chorus of unspeakable pleasure; the other, Spike’s tongue pressing against her womb, causing her voice to join in with theirs.

The synapses in her brain shoot of one after another in pure bliss. Her body convulsed, and it felt… wonderful. And Spike, well, she knew his parched state had been solved as she poured into his mouth. The love of her life refused to leave it at that as he sucked every ounce out of her, his tongue scraping roughly against the sides to get it all.

He swallowed, another unique and amazing feeling coursing through her, as much as he could, but it wasn’t enough, some still poured down his muzzle. Finally, he removed his mouth, and, before he could say or do anything, Twilight pressed her lips against his, taking in the taste of her and his saliva. She scooted under Spike’s head, letting him use her as a pillow.

Dash sat in anticipation, waiting to see just how skilled the dragon was with those fingers. Like a perfect flight formation, everyone was where they needed to be. Any moment now those strange wonderful appendages would be upon her, displaying the kind of skill she appreciated in any task. It started almost innocently, her flank feeling the pressure from the long digits, his claws digging in ever so slightly. Rainbow Dash considered herself a mare of speed, but she could certainly accept doing the groundwork first.

He seemed like he was working blind, and, considering Twilight position, he probably was. Still, rather by luck or strategy, he found her Cutie Mark and pressed into it. She had to suppress a chuckle between moans; it was like placing a target on the most sensitive part of every pony’s flank. It might have seemed a little cheaty, but she was perfectly fine with it. At that moment, a strange, large, purple, mirror-like surface materialized out of thin air, displaying Spike’s face. Instantaneously, his hand moved south and dipped into her ever so slight, as if he could now see her as well.

Magic was a wonderful thing- not as good as flight, but still, wonderful. Every finger was dragged across her wetness, gaining a gratuitous coating. Each brush was stronger than the last, building up her excitement and increasing her anxiety. She was positive that Spike could make any mare spill her deepest secrets with his technique; it bordered torture with how slow and careful it was.

That is when it happened, Spike traced the puckered sky below her tail. It was fast, almost reckless, like completing a race course as quickly as possible. His next move was pressing into her, his finger already completely lubricated. It stung, just a bit, but Rainbow Dash loved it. One of her favorite sayings was, no pain, no gain, and this pain was well worth the gain as far as she was concerned. In fact, it only made it better.

Dragon anatomy was awesome, and Spike was the most awesome of dragons, working that wonderful finger in and out of her ever so slightly. Romance was not her usual interest, but she loved Spike. And having Spike make love with her, it was considered among her greatest achievements.

All further background-thoughts of her accolades were lost as a second finger found its way inside of her. In and out, open and close, even the occasional twist, were part of his arsenal. He kept going deeper and deeper with every movement, driving her crazy. Her wings stood fully erect, her voice sounded wild, her whole body needed him, and it proved it by pushing against his fingers, driving them further still, and she loved it, loved him. He drove one of his free fingers into her dripping marehood, pushing her into orgasmic free-fall.

The world around her seemed to spin as she heard the rest of the girls join her. It was the same unbridled joy from doing one of her death defying tricks. Her heart pounded against her chest and nothing in the world existed but the seven of them. She completely soaked her legs and Spike’s arm. Then, she curled up against Rarity with Spike’s hand wrapped around her side, enjoying the warmth of their bodies.

It was like the calm before the storm, waiting for the lightning to strike. She was afraid of lighting and thunder, but she found herself eager for it to start. Fluttershy saw Twilight sit down on Spike’s face, and she knew it wouldn’t be long now. The first crash made her jump, even squeak a little, as his hand smacked her flank. Secretly, listening to Rarity get punished had been the most exciting part for her; she wondered what those strong, scaled hands felt like against her unprotected rear.

Now she knew, it was a bittersweet mix of pain and pleasure, but it left her wanting more. The sting brought some kind of sweet bliss in its wake, and the sound was so… erotic. It was so wrong, and it only made her more excited. It crossed her mind that by the time he was done, her butt would match her face with its red tint.

What if the marks were still there tomorrow? She would have to walk around town with her flank on display for all. They would know what a naughty, dirty filly she was, and how she had been punished. Their eyes would be all over her body, some with disgust, others aroused. And if they asked, she would have to tell them how Spike, her boyfriend, had- Oh!, been so kind as to teach her bad flank the joys of being spanked for keeping secrets.

If he came along, maybe she would get caught, and he would punish her right there, in the streets, in front of everypony. Deep down, Fluttershy knew her fantasy was something she would probably never have the guts to fulfill, but it made every slap all the more pleasurable. In front of her his face was shown, and she sensed that he could see her.

Both sides of her flank had been shown fair and equal treatment, but, while it felt incredible, she needed something more. Leaning back, she brought her hooves to the source of the sticky wetness covering her tail, and she spread herself wide. Oh, how she hoped Spike would understand. Her wish was granted as his hand squeezed her ass one final time and moved to appreciate her.

Testing the waters, he poked at the opening, making her squirm and moan in response. If it was possible to be any more ready for him, well, she doubted it was. Starting his exploration with two fingers, she kept her outer walls pinned to the side, giving him full access. They were so dexterous, better than her hoof had ever been.

She could feel herself squeezing his fingers, as if trying to milk them. Electricity seemed to climb her spine as he toyed with her. Her release came as Spike hit one final spot, more sensitive than any other. The scream was so loud she almost drowned out the other girls combined. It was so embarrassing, putting herself on display and then squirting all over his fingers and Rarity’s bed sheets. The feeling was amazing, though, every part of her body seemed to experience it at once, but the epicenter came from her core.

Good seemed like such a bland way to explain the incredible feeling, but it was hard to think of anything else as it shook her. Spike would be given a view of it all, her red face, her tongue lolled out over her lips, a little drool escaping down it, those lust ridden eyes, and that pouring wet marehood of hers. It was too much to take; she curled up in a ball, her head resting against Applejack’s back and Spike’s hand gripping her to him, not on her waist, but on her sore, happy flank. She felt at one with them all.

This was going to be so much fun! She could not wait to get started. It was like some kind of super sexy party, and Pinkie was all about parties. All of her best friends were in attendance as well as the love of her sugar filled life. A cake would have been a good idea, something romantic but fun. Of course, there would be many opportunities in the future with how well the plan had come to fruition. Maybe, she could throw a party celebration their new relationship! A, ‘Spike, Pinkie, Rarity, Twilight, Fluttershy, Applejack, and Rainbow Dash Are Now Completely Open About Their Love for One Another and Are Together’, Party! Admittedly, the name needed work. Enough regret and future plans though, it was time for Pinkie’s new favorite party game, stick the tail in the Pinkie Pie. Twilight clearly had Spike blinded, so she cheated a little and lined him up with the bullseye, grinding playfully to get him nice and lubricated. She watched as Rarity and Applejack started them off, and, almost instantaneously, Spike’s tail stiffened, sending it up through its target. The long, flat surface felt awkward inside of her, even a little painful at first, but it was overwhelmed quickly by something much stronger, and vastly better. Her body clenched down on the spade, it tickled inside of her, and she giggled a signature Pinkie Pie giggle, full of adorableness and sweetness. Once she adjusted fully, she began her own movements. It was like going up and down on a pogo stick, but with no air time. She loved how he went deeper into her with each bounce. The edge of one of his spikes began pressing against her folds. It was at that very moment that Spike’s image appeared before her, and ponies said she distorted reality. He looked like he was having a good time, a really great time; she could relate. Suddenly, his tail started moving on its own, matching her rhythm perfectly. Each time she was about half way down the spike on his tail would meet her halfway, kissing her lower lips. The sudden additional contact would drive her further into her lust laden state every time they met. She could hear the moans of her friends getting stronger, to her it was like cheers signifying that a party had been a major success, and she was joining in happily. A blush spread from cheek to cheek just like the open smile she wore. Like a fireworks display, beautiful and awe inspiring, it had to end, but it came with one mind numbingly good grand finale. For Pinkie, this was the moment where Spike’s first tail spike collided with its old friend, her marehood, and his second, soaked completely from how much she dripped down his tail, pushed into her party pooper. If she had not been screaming in pure ecstasy, and mild discomfort, she would have been laughing about her mental pun. But, as it just so happened, the waves spilling out of her had her attention quite a bit more. Her entire body convulsed as the orgasm worked its way magnificently out of her system. It was like cotton candy clouds, chocolate milk rain, a balloon animal zoo, and a party cannon barrage wrapped up into one moment and multiplied exponentially. Two doozies in one day, not bad, and Twilight would be so proud of her word usage. These were two of the final thoughts she had before falling backwards off Spike’s tail and landing on one of Rarity’s and one of Applejack’s back legs. Her last thought before she fell asleep though, was how happy she was with her new life and her new lovers, and how she would always keep them smiling when she could.

The sweat dripped down her like an old friend; she could feel it on her coat, smell it in the air, and even taste it’s saltiness on her tongue. Yeah, Spike had certainly gotten her riled up, and now, Applejack sat with his very impressive length pressed right up against her Apple bottom. It was wet, courtesy of one of her friends, and Rarity had always been the generous one, if she had to guess. The slick, slippery tip pressed into her ever so slightly every time her chest rose and fell; she wanted it so badly.

What mattered most was that her friends were ready first. Looking around, they all seemed to be where they needed to be on Spike. Rarity gave her a wink, their agreed signal. Together they took the plunge, and, like a starting flare, everyone was off… or, on, as the case may be. The first few inches were less than fun; her body stretched around the intruder to compensate for the girth.

Thankfully, once it had adjusted, the irritation subsided and the fun part began. In honesty, every new push deeper hurt, Rarity seemed to be doing much better having chosen the more common method, but Applejack liked it this way. The contrast of pleasure and pain reminded her of working the fields, her legs sore but the rewards of a hard day’s work making her want to keep going, the concept was similar, even if the feeling was rather different. Closer and closer she got to his hips, slow and steady.

Closing her eyes she went for the final push, and, to her surprise, she was met with a thrust from below, connecting them fully. As her eyes opened she saw Spike’s face; he seemed to be looking right at her, bringing a small blush to her face. Of all the girls, she and Rarity had been given the honor of getting to please their love, but it was a responsibility at the same time.

Using her hooves, she spread her flank apart with the intent of making it easier for her to move with him. She was arched back ever so slightly, not the most naturally comfortable position, revealing herself entirely. Rarity seemed to slow down beside her, trying to match her pace so Spike could do the same with both of them.

Applejack’s pride was hurt; she was no slouch. With that in mind, she sped up, not quite to Rarity’s original speed, but more than enough to make a happy medium with the fashionista. Spike’s efforts combined with hers and Rarity’s were driving her crazy. She was so close, and, judging by what felt like a twitch inside of her, Spike was barely holding back.

The rest of the girls were right with her, their grunts and moans joyously reaching her ears. The pull of magic encased her body, forcing her down and squeezing her teats and clit at the same time. The teal aura’s owner pressed into Spike with her.

In one breath they were all sounding off together. Spike had released into her, the fantastically thick and hot dragon cum pouring into her as she poured out. The feeling of being filled coursed through her combining with her own orgasmic bliss into one wondrous entity brining her untold pleasure.

Even with Spike stretching her to her limit, and her trying as hard as she could, his seed still found a way to spill out of her, warming the fur and skin it flowed over before continuing its way down her legs and onto his waist where it combined with her and Rarity’s release.

Her energy depleted, Applejack fell to Spike’s side and wrapped her hooves around her love. Fluttershy’s head rested on her back ever so slightly, while Pinkie’s landed on her back leg. She herself nuzzled up to Spike’s chest, meeting Rarity there. The farmers smiled and let sleep take her and her family, no longer honorary in title.

Rarity was looking very forward to what lay beneath her, but, more importantly, was what was around her, all of her friends and Spike. This was not the completion of her plan, no, they had a life ahead of them still, but it certainly reached the most important step, all seven of them being in this incredible, loving relationship.

The happiness seemed to radiate off of everyone, and the years of denial and worry were gone. It was like removing a wallowing shroud and throwing on the most amazing dress to match the exuberance in the air. Her heart was filled to the brim with pride and love, and, in a moment something else would be pretty full too.

Twilight had gotten herself atop Spike’s face, everyone was in place. With a wink, Applejack and she began. The tip had been moving back and forth, unintentionally teasing her, and, as she started moving down, the feeling of her lips being parted by Spike’s draconic virility made her shiver ever so slightly. By the time she had gingerly made her way to Spike’s hips, she was biting down on her lip attempting to stifle a moan, with little success.

Back up she went, before crashing down roughly. The new force she pressed down with caused her claw-marked flank to slap against him. It was a sharp and unexpected pain, but it only served to excite her further. While nowhere near as powerful as the drake’s actual hand, the effect was still amazing. So good in fact, that she started moving faster and pulling out further to try and come down as hard as possible without hurting herself or Spike.

Interestingly, every time Spike was just about out of her, she felt her body constrict harder, as if trying to hold on to him and prevent him from sliding out. The reaction was understandable; there was an emptiness inside of her with him almost gone. It was like he was part of her as much physically as emotionally, and she had to be complete. However, even when she was full and content, something made her leave so she could experience it again and again.

Twilight must have cast some spell, as Spike’s face appeared before her. The love of her life could be seen so clearly through the magic screen, and the connection appeared to be two-way, considering how wonderfully Spike had just thrust up to meet her. As a fun side effect, it made the force of them meeting stronger than any of her previous ones, fabulously, ah inducingly so.

Without even realizing it, she had begun thrusting as fast as she could, while Applejack, the poor dear, was still going at a fairly medium pace. Rarity took it upon herself to slow down so that Spike only had one pace to worry about, allowing him to please them both. At least, that was her plan, but Applejack must have believed she was cheating Rarity as she sped up, not to Rarity’s previous speed but still fast. Well, Applejack’s choice in… location, made the slow start understandable.

Rarity had no problem admitting she enjoyed the less conventional method herself, but her choice had felt more romantic and right for the moment, for herself at least. Oh, she was getting close, her entire body felt hot, and, judging by their volume, her friends were getting close as well. Spike’s chest seemed to be working overtime, that, combined with the hints he was giving inside of her, and he must have been near his limit as well.

There was one final thing she wanted to do for her farmer friend. Her horn glowed as she focused on the orange mare, a small smile on her face. They all came together one final time as they… came together. Spike erupted deep inside of her, pressing against the opening to her womb. The fire it stirred in her was addicting and cozy. It spilled out, no matter how hard she tried keeping it in, not even magic seemed to help.

Although, her entire body was rather limp and her mind numb from her own release, making it hard to concentrate. The mixed screams of her friends and herself were not helping either; they sounded so sexy and cute. She rested her head on Spike; shortly, Applejack did the same and nuzzled against her. Rainbow Dash had latched onto her back, and Pinkie Pie was using her leg as a pillow.

Everything was right in the world for once; except, the empty shell-like feeling she got when Spike managed to slip out of her. Still, she glided into one of the most restful nights she ever had.

Spike was rather proud of himself at the moment. Six mares at the same time, it had to be some kind of record. And as if adding another ray of sunshine on him, this was far from the last time. His future was bright, not simple or easy, but bright.

The thought of his first day in Ponyville, the first day he saw all of them at once, flashed through his mind. Funny, the young drake did not have a clue to what would happen. Well, Spike did not blame himself, it was rather unbelievable. He hugged his six lovely ladies closer to him, enjoying their warmth and the love they shared. “So, who’s ready for round two?”

His response was a combination of purring and snoring. It had been a rather eventful week; they earned the rest. He could not move anyways, thus, he decided to join them, cozying into Twilight as she acted as an impromptu pillow. “Guess I drank all those extra fluids for nothing.”

In the morning, he would be thankful for his foresight in doing so.

Happily Everafter

Spike stood in front of the mirror dressed in Rarity’s finest handcrafted custom suit, messing with the bow tie from his youth. “Bow ties are cool. As for you, Spike, looking good, looking really good.” He looked out the window. Canterlot was beautiful in its own majestic way, but the natural beauty of home was still his favorite. He had spent his time preparing reminiscing about the most important week of his life. It had brought him here, to these doors before him. It had also gotten him more than a little aroused, which, considering what lay beyond, was rather awkward. Here he was about to close one chapter of his life, only to begin another. The past brought warmth and happiness to his heart, and the future only promised to expand those feelings further. This was it, twilight, the sun was just barely on the horizon and the room was flooded with purple light. “Go time.”

His hands pushed the door aside, and he walked in front of a crowd of his closest friends, family, and just about everyone else he had met in his life. It was breath-taking, the throne room decorated in white and gold just for the occasion. There in the front row, the Cutie Mark Crusaders, Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, and Applebloom sat together smiling at him. The rambunctious fillies had grown into equally destructive mares. Scootaloo was pretending to gag at him, Sweetie Belle was making kissy faces, and Applebloom was winking at him suggestively. Beside them sat Sweetie’s mom and Granny Smith, and next to them sat the rest of the mothers. Scootaloo’s mom had taken a seat behind her daughter with her husband, and, on a bench in the middle, Spike spotted Derpy leaning dreamily against Dr. Whooves with Dinky and Sparkler on her other side. Even Fancy Pants and his wife Fleur were in attendance, the power couple of Canterlot and good friends of his and the girls. Pip sat off to the side, Diamond Tiara and Twist each holding on to one of his arms. In front of all of them was Spike’s destination, where three alicorn princesses stood awaiting him. Celestia, Goddess of the Sun, Luna, Mistress of the Night, and Cadence, Advocate of Love, or, as Spike saw them, three mares who were like family with really cool titles.

Celestia greeted the drake as he took his spot before her. “Hello, Spike.” Her white coat, sun shaped Cutie mark, and ethereal multi-colored mane completed her regal appearance.

“Celestia, Luna, Cadence.” He had dropped the formalities years ago.

With a smile, Cadence, a pink alicorn with a tri-colored mane composing of an off white, pink, and purple and a blue crystal heart on her flank. “Personally made sure that we’re changeling free on this momentous occasion,” she said with a wink. “I worry this is going to give Shining Armor ideas.”

The comment nearly made Spike lose his composure. “Why, a mare caught your eye, and you don’t think he can handle two of you?”

“Burn.” Luna’s midnight blue coat and her astral mane looked stunning in the late hour; plus, she really enjoyed the new lingo she had picked up over the years. “I do wonder though, what kind of skills must one have to be in your position?”

The sun goddess's face was alight. “Luna! This is not an appropriate time.”

“What, it’s not like I asked him to see where my crescent moon in the night sky Cutie Mark meets. Sister, sometimes you are too refined.”

All three sets of eyes were on Luna. Thankfully, before anyone could comment, the organ began to play.

The large doors in the back of the room swung open revealing thirteen ponies walking in six pairs: Rarity and Magnum, Twilight, Shining Armor, and Orion , Pinkie Pie and Clyde, Applejack and Big Mac, Fluttershy and her father, and Rainbow Dash and hers. Each of the mares wore beautiful white dresses designed by Rarity for just the occasion. They looked elegant, lovely, and amazing, all eyes were on them. Their male escorts wore suits, except Shining, who was dressed in his Royal Guard/ Prince of the Crystal Kingdom uniform. Rarity seemed to be enjoying the attention, her head held high, and Rainbow Dash was right there with her, strutting down the aisle. Pinkie Pie was hopping around, oblivious to everything around her, while Fluttershy was trying to hide behind her father . Applejack was not acting any differently than if she had been taking a stroll through Ponyville, and Twilight only seemed to be partially there, her mind no doubt running down the checklist one final time to make sure everything was going as planned.

Once they reached the alter, the fathers headed to join their wives in the stand, while Shining Armor and Big Mac went to the right side and stood, all of them seemed to be trying to fight back liquid pride. Spike now stood in the middle of the six girls, with Rarity and Twilight directly beside him.

Taking in a breath of air, Celestia began, “We welcome you all here today for an event that is sure to shape the future of Equestria. For today, Twilight, Rarity, Applejack, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, and Rainbow Dash, the Elements of Harmony, are to marry their love , Spike, one of Equestira’s greatest heroes.”

Sure, save a kingdom or two a couple dozen times and suddenly you’re a great hero, most of the time the six incredible ponies around him were the real heroes. He smirked; he was pretty awesome himself though. Here he was getting married not only to the six most amazing mares of all time, but to the loves of his life, and, considering a dragon’s lifespan, that was pretty impressive and a little scary. It was the good kind of scary though, the kind where the heart races in anticipation and excitement.

“I share the honor of overseeing this wedding with my sister and niece.”

Cadence looked over the crowd, before stealing a glance at her own loving husband. “Love is a concept that is hard to define, but each of us knows it when we embrace it and are shown it. Nowadays , we often see marriage as a commitment between two beings, but today we see a rare occasion where multiple partners are truly in love. It is a wonderful thing to see these ponies and this dragon finding love in their own way.”

He took a look over his brides’ faces. They looked happier than he had ever seen them, and he could certainly relate. In a matter of minutes they would begin their new lives… although, they had been living with one another for years. The whole thing was really more of a formality, but it still thrilled him to no end to think about what he was doing. Without a doubt, he knew they felt the same.

“Now, before we three pronounce these young lovers in matrimony, I have been asked by the groom to allow him to speak of the mares he cares so deeply for.”

Moving in front of each of his loves respectively, Spike made his vows, “Rarity, I want everyone here to know of the passion, creativity, and heart you showed in bringing us together. When the rest of us were confused and afraid of hurting one another you took action. I guess it took another hopeless romantic to piece it all together.

Twilight… you are my oldest friend, since I was born in fact. All those nights of hard work and studying really paid off, because your knowledge and insight has always guided me down the right path. It really shouldn’t be so surprising that path led straight to you.

Fluttershy, the first day I came to Ponyville you were so enthralled me. In fact, you were the only pony who cared more about who I was, than who Twilight was. It made me feel special, truly welcome and wanted, and, since that day, you’ve never once taken that feeling of belonging away.

Pinkie Pie, oh Pinkie, I’ve never met anyone with so much flare for life, or so many ways for bending reality. Even in the deepest darkness and the saddest of times you can bring a smile to everyone around you.

Then we have THE Rainbow Dash, the Wonderbolt whose mere appearance in a room makes it twenty percent cooler.” The Pegasus rolled her eyes, swearing she would never live that down. “All kidding aside, you challenge me time and time again to be better. When it came time for me to learn to fly, you took me under your wing. I know that when you’re by my side I always have a wingpony.”

Rainbow Dash smirked, ready to get some revenge. “That’s captain to you; everyone knows you’re the wingdragon.” A couple of laughs were heard from the crowd.

Shaking his head playfully, Spike moved to the last remaining mare. “And Applejack, whenever I needed a shoulder to hold me up, I could trust you to be there. A few times, it was even my honor to be your shoulder. You’ve told me hard truths because you knew I needed to hear them. It’s your strength and honesty that keeps me on the ground, so I don’t fly too high into the sun.

Each of you has enriched my life in ways I can’t even begin to describe. I know that whatever the future holds for us, that I want to be there by your sides, and, I hope, that you’ll be by mine. I’ve said it hundreds of times over the years I’m sure, but I’ve meant it every time… I love you all.”

Luna couldn’t help but think that while short, his words had been well chosen and meaningful. “Well said, young one. Now, these beautiful mares of yours have something they would like to say to you. Rarity, I believe the rest have decided on you as their speaker.”

The white unicorn received a group hug, before starting. “It is my honor to have been chosen to speak of our love in front of our friends and family.” She placed her hoof on her chest, and took a deep breath, composing herself. “Spike when we were younger, we often treated you… well, like a child. Sometimes, especially in my own case, we even took advantage of your willingness to help and show how mature you were. You fought Diamond Dogs, Timberwolves, a greedy dragon, an ancient evil king, and that was before you even reached our chins standing on two legs. After that, your accomplishments only seemed to get greater, each to help or protect us. However, it was just as much the little things you did every day for us that made us fall for you. Love is selfish, it’s about caring more about someone else than yourself, and you, Spikey-Wikey, exemplify that better than anyone I have ever met or heard of. Your last growth spurt finally made our feelings impossible to ignore any longer. We couldn’t tell ourselves that you were still too young anymore. Spike, you’ve been our hero, our best friend, our love, and I know you will always be, but now, we couldn’t be prouder or more thrilled to be adding husband to that list.”

The rest of the girls stepped forward with Rarity, joining in on the last part. “We love you,” Rarity added, “our knight in scaled armor.”

Smiling down at the ponies and the dragon who she had watched grow up, Celestia smiled proudly. “Do you accept the blessing of the three Princess of Equestria to be eternally wed?”

The seven almost shouted, in unison, “We do!”

Luna wiped a tear away with her hoof. “Then so it shall be…. Well, what are you waiting for? Kiss already!”

Each of the girls took a turn practically jumping into kiss Spike. They marched happily down the aisle, the crowd and Cadence falling in behind them. A few drops of liquid pride rolled dowm the cheeks of the stallions who had given the mares away.

Once everyone was gone, Luna looked at Celestia innocently. “Do you think they’d let us borrow him for a night?

The white fur turned red on her face. “LUNA!”

“What? Six mares Celestia,” Luna grabbed her sister’s shoulders and shook her slightly, “six mares! He obviously has some impressive skills, and it’s been so long. We could use the stress relief.”

The comment rang too true to the Sun Goddess. “…We’ll talk about it with them later.”

“Very well.” Luna quickly looked around making sure they were alone. “What about the matter of their immortality?”

There was a quiet moment, Celestia’s face had a frown for the first time that day. “I don’t want to ruin their wedding day. The seven of them have been invited to the castle tomorrow. At that time, I will need your help casting the age lock spell on Spike. Once we solve the problem of him having another growth spurt, we will tell them that the Elements of Harmony have bestowed upon them immortality. After that, I cannot say. Though, I suspect that there will be happiness and sorrow. The realization that their families and other friends will die before them will be hard, but knowing that they never have to worry about leaving Spike alone in the world without them will make it easier.”

Wrapping her hoof around her sister’s neck, Luna comforted her sister. “Did you plan this all those years ago, Celly? Sending the young drake who you had made sure was raised with the finest knowledge, the greatest skill, an abundance of compassion, and so much more with Twilight to live with the Elements.”

Celestia playfully shoved Luna off her, her mood improving quickly. She had missed her sister for so long that having her back was truly a gift. “I can’t control ponies or the future, Luna, you know that. No, I simply planted a seed that I hoped would sprout and grow into something wonderful. Even I’m amazed; six mares, it is quite the impressive feat.”

The devious glare returned to the Princess of the Night’s eye. “And that’s why we need to, how do the kids say it these days, hit that?”

Hearts and Hooves Day

A long, slightly-larger-than-pony sized, purple dragon with green spikes shot through the sky on his large wings towards the small town of Ponyville. In his claws draped two bags that appeared full. He landed in front of Carousal Boutique, where he was told to go for the celebration, quickly checking to make sure none of his gifts had fallen out or gotten damaged in his haste. The sun was setting in the distance as he opened the door.

The room was dark, lights off and shades drawn, which did not make much sense, considering the holiday party he had come for.

“Girls, I’m here!” he shouted, stepping through the door quiet perplexed.

He’d taken only a small handful of steps inside when the door illuminated with a light blue aura and shut. The lights flicked on and in front of him stood six very beautiful mares. A white Unicorn with a purple mane wearing a sexy, teal garter and stockings, a purple Unicorn wearing a white blouse with the top buttons open, a red tie practically falling around her neck, and red glasses, next to her stood a orange Earth Pony with a yellow ponytail in brown chaps and a Stetson hat, a blue Pegasus with a rainbow mane was beside her drenched in what appeared to be cider, the pink Earth pony with a pink cotton candy mane next to her wore nothing but a smile, and finally, a yellow Pegasus hid behind her pink mane equally unadorned by clothing. Each of them was shooting him a sultry look that spoke of their intentions.

“Howdy, Spike,” Applejack started, tilting her hat.

“Yes, welcome darling. I hope you don’t mind, but we decided we wanted to do something special for Hearts and Hooves day,” Rarity spoke, using her hoof to slid her purple mane back and deliver a look that could of melted Spike.

Pinkie giggled, her pink body seeming to shake with her. “Or she should say, we wanted to do someone special.”

Fluttershy tried to hide further behind her mane as her face reddened at Pinkie’s joke. “Indeed… someone very special.”

“And it’s been a while since we all shared a night together,” Twilight spoke matter-of-factly, as she straightened her glasses.

“Enough with the talking! Let’s get to the good part,” Rainbow Dash ended, dripping cider on to the floor.

Spike placed the two bags on the floor, deciding the gift giving could wait till later. “If you insist, Dash.”

“Great! Then I’m first!” Dash exclaimed. “Who’s joining me?”

“Oh, me, me, me!” Pinkie shouted, jumping up and down. She stopped and turned around, moving her tail to the side and revealing a soaking pair of pink lips. A sultry look was shot right at the dragon, “Don’t you want to add your filling to this Pie?”

His teeth gently nipped at her exposed rear, making her coo. “You know it.”

Pinkie grabbed Dash and lead her to a table used for holding materials. She quickly swept all of it on to the floor with her hoof.

“PINKIE! Stop making a mess!” Rarity shouted, annoyed she’d have to clean up after the party pony.

Pinkie ignored Rarity and jumped onto the table, quickly lying down on her back. With a come-get-me stare she beckoned Spike over as Rainbow Dash joined her on the table, mimicking the position.

Reaching the table, Spike slid his twin dragons out from their cave in his scale. The girls watched in anticipation as he brought them to their already dripping marehoods. He placed a tip at the entrance of both and slowly pushed in, receiving a gasp of pleasure from the two mares. Fairly quickly, he worked all of the way in, enjoying the feeling of being squeezed.

Pinkie licked Dash’s soaking wet fur, making the Pegasus moan softly under the treatment. “Yummy. I’m so glad you decided to take a swim in one of A.J.’s barrels of cider.”

“Speaking of,” Applejack climbed on to the other side of the table, turned around, and placed her dripping arousal between the other two mares, “I think it’s time you paid me back for that. And Pinkie, it would bring a smile to my face if you’d help her out.”

“I always repay my debts,” she moaned out, as Spike hilted himself inside her. She stretched her head over and nibbled gently on the wet orange flower placed before her. Applejack moaned in compliance.

Pinkie giggled as she was stretched to capacity. “And I’m all about the smiles, A.J.” She dragged her impressively long tongue over the source of the liquid dripping on her face that was dangled in front of her.

Applejack bit her lip trying to hold back the pleasure her voice was screaming to release.

Feeling a tad left out, Rarity looked at Twilight. “I think it’s time we gave Pinkie and Rainbow Dash our gifts.”

“I think you’re right, Rarity.” Twilight levitated a pink and blue box wrapped in white and purple ribbon. She quickly opened the boxes revealing one pink and one blue Spike shaped dildo. “Good thing Spike let us create that mold.”

“I’m sure our little show helped him out. Which one do you want, darling?” Rarity asked Twilight.

Twilight gave a mischievous look with her response, “Pinkie.”

“Then I shall take Rainbow Dash, fun.” Her hooves clopped together happily.

The two unicorns moved beside Spike, giving them full view of their intended targets as the dragon bore into them. Rarity quickly licked the blue dragon dildo from top to bottom coating it in her saliva, while Twilight opted for sucking on her pink one to prepare it. As soon as they were ready, they levitated the toys towards the small puckered holes of the pink Earth mare and blue Pegasus. Without any warning they plunged the dildos right into the asses of their friends. This caused Pinkie’s tongue, now deep inside A.J., to vibrate uncontrollably, and Rainbow Dash’s lips to purr strongly right against Applejack’s clit, that they had just wrapped around.

As Rarity and Twilight joined Spike in pounding deep and fast into Rainbow Dash and Pinkie, Fluttershy floated above the action watching it all. Her hoof found its way between her haunches as she observed the debauchery below her. She had long since discovered the she enjoyed watching her lovers before getting in on the action herself. Every few seconds she would let out a small squeak of pleasure as she touched a sweet spot.

Spike placed his hands against the table for support as his hips rocked forward. The unbelievable feeling of the girls wrapped around him, combined with watching Rarity and Twilight playing with their other lovers’ flanks with very familiar looking toys, toss in the erotic moans of Applejack and Fluttershy’s whines of pleasure, and it was no wonder he was nearing his limit. The good news was that from the looks on Pinkie’s and Dash’s face, completely red and drunken from arousal, he was not alone. He quickly pushed all the way in and released a blast of his warm and thick seed into them, filling them to capacity and then some.

Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash were in bliss as they felt themselves be penetrated by something that felt, but could not possibly be Spike. Each managed a quick glance at their new individual pleasure bringer. Unicorn magic was warm to the touch, adding an extra sense of realism. As soon as they felt Spike release into them it threw them over. Their mouths released Applejack and screamed in joint pleasure as they came, euphoria wracking their bodies. A mixture of Spike’s and their own fluids came shooting out of them all over Rarity’s table. The two looked at each other and shared a quick laugh over the Unicorn’s future distress over the matter.

Spike removed himself allowing even more of their combined effort flow onto the table under the mares. The two dildos were levitated away as well.

“That was amazing.” Rainbow Dash announced.

Pinkie stifled a laugh. “I guess you can just call me Pinkie, Cream Pie.” She moved back a little on the table as Applejack jumped off. “So, who wants a taste?” she purred seductively.

Fluttershy swooped down and dove her face right into Pinkie’s cream filled pie. She took a long, glutinous suck, licking her lips as she pulled away. “Delicious! Taste like sugar and Spike.” She moved her tail over. “Spike… if it’s not too much to ask… could you rut me now?” she asked, before diving back into her pink creamy treat.

“Love to.”

“Not without me, partner. Rainbow Dash you can move next to Pinkie. I want a taste too.” Applejack trotted over placing her hooves on the table for support. She licked up the stray strands that had gushed out of Dash. “Like warm, salty Skittles.”

“I don’t taste like Skittles!”

“Yes, ya do.” Applejack nipped at Rainbow Dash’s clit playfully for her defiance.

Dash moaned at the teasing, and decided against fighting about it. There were better things to do after all.

“Now Spike, don’t hold back none, and aim high.” She sent him a wink as she started eating Dash out.

Spike, always the gentledrake, respected Applejack’s wishes and entered her and Fluttershy through their tail holes. Pinkie and Rainbow Dash screamed in ecstasy, the moans vibrating through them showing Applejacks and Fluttershy’s approval.

Twilight got next to Spike, to the side of Applejack. “So Spike, why don’t you help this naughty teacher out and,” she dropped onto her front legs lifting her flank in the air, “use those big strong claws of yours to help her relax. And while you do that, I’ll punish this farmer girl.” Twilight’s horn glowed in a rounded lilac aura. Rarity and Spike couldn’t see anything happening, until Twilight thrust her horn into Applejack’s orange lips. And through the processes, Rainbow Dash quickly sat up and stared into Applejack’s wide green eyes.

Spike began sliding his fingers over Twilight, but realizing she was more than ready, slid two into her. Twilight moaned out in euphoria as she thrust her horn into Applejack

“New spell, Twilight?” Rarity asked.

“Yeah, it lets you, round the tip of your horn, with your, aura, so there’s no, chance of injury,” she managed between her own pleasure and the pleasure. “Just focus, your aura, and think of something, solid and roundish.”

Rarity looked at Spike plowing into Applejack and Fluttershy, who were still enjoying their sweets. Something solid and round huh, too easy.

She bent down giving Spike a gracious view of her luscious ass and teal panty-less lingerie. “Spike darling, be a dear and show me a little attention too.” Her horn glowed.

“It’d be my pleasure,” Spike managed in a half growl, half moan. He sent two claws into Rarity’s marehood, opening and closing his fingers as her moved them in and out of her.

Rarity pushed her horn into Fluttershy roughly, knowing how she appreciated such acts.

“WOAH!” Pinkie shouted. “Fluttershy is your tongue having a party in there or something? Cause if it is, tell it not to stop!” she cheered in ecstasy.

Fluttershy turned very red at the metaphor. Having her tongue praised so loudly was very embarrassing… and exciting.

Spike felt a sudden tightening around him, making it simply too much to handle. He hilted himself and roared as he unloaded into Fluttershy and Applejack. In turn, they both came hard, lifting their heads up and screaming their pleasure to the town, onto the horns and faces of Twilight and Rarity. It was like a wave coursing through them, collecting more power as it went.

Carefully, Spike slipped out with an audible *pop* as he separated from the two mares. In his wake were two small gaping holes leaking dragon release down their thighs.

Rarity quickly removed herself not wanting to get any messier than she already was. Twilight however, stayed put and allowed a drop to trail down her face into her mouth enjoying the taste, before she slid out from Applejack.

Amazingly, Rarity decided to get her daily dose of dragon vitamins by sticking her wide rough tongue into Fluttershy’s flank. The shy mare squeaked as a miniature aftershock occurred from the unexpected but completely welcome intrusion. Rarity lapped up as much of Spike from inside Fluttershy as she could before swallowing it down greedily and moving away.

Turning her head around, Fluttershy saw the extent of her orgasm. “Rarity, I made a mess of your face and mane… I’m so sorry,”

“It’s quiet all right, darling. Did you enjoy yourself? It certainly seems so,” Rarity chuckled

“Yes.” Fluttershy smiled mischievously.

“ME TOO! Fluttershy is so good with her tongue! How was Applejack, Dashie?”

“Approved.” Rainbow Dash collapsed on the table, wondering where Pinkie got the energy.

Spike grabbed a quart of water, placed on a table off to the side along with food for their after party, and chugged it down in one go. He placed his arms around Rarity and Twilight. “So, time for Round 3 then?”

“It. Is. On!” Rarity exclaimed, catching Spike in a passionate kiss. She pushed him gently on to the floor and climbed on top of him. “Care to join us Twilight?”

“Love to.” Twilight followed Rarity on top of Spike, starring him down lustfully.

“I get to relax for this one huh? Sounds good.” Spike placed his hands behind his head, or he would of, had Rainbow Dash not stepped in and used her back hooves to block him while standing over him.

“Not this time.” Rainbow Dash lowered herself on to Spike’s face. “Eat.”

Spike replied by tracing his tongue around her marehood, flicking the clit with its forked end, and then plunging into her. Rainbow was ecstatic about the treatment, filling the room with her shouts of elation.

“Don’t go starting before us, Dash! It’s rude,” Twilight announced. She lowered herself onto Spike, brushing against the tip and shivering at the touch.

“There is a thing as too fast, Rainbow Dash,” Rarity attempted to explain. Realizing her point fell on deaf ears upon seeing the look on Dash’s face, she moved to meet Spike as well.

The two unicorns pushed down in one quick movement, taking all of Spike’s sizable length at once. Using a moment to adjust, they began moving up and down.

Pinkie appeared on Spike’s chest out of nowhere and placed her rump right in Rainbow Dash’s face. “If Spike doesn’t get a break, neither do you.” She shook her flank to emphasize her point.

Rainbow Dash stared at the pink hills in front of her eyes. She quickly made up her mind and sent her tongue directly under Pinkie’s tail. Upon reaching her goal she began encircling the small opening gently. Her rough tongue was doing enough without any extra help to make the party pony drool.

“Oh, Dashie! You and Fluttershy need to have a tongue off. You’re both so good at this.”

“Even with a tongue in your rear you can still keep talking, huh, Pinkie?” Applejack moved into position in front of Pinkie sitting on Spike’s abs. “Well let’s see if you can do it with your tongue in me,” Applejack challenged, forcing Pinkie’s head to her lower lips.

Pinkie, never one to make sense, did as she was instructed sliding her tongue into Applejack’s fountain. She proceeded to talk, although completely incoherent, as she was pleasuring the cowpony, causing Applejack’s insides to vibrate. The pink pony’s wild tongue had been given new meaning as she chatted into her friend. Applejack moaned rigorously as she ran her hooves through her mane, causing the hair tie to slide off releasing her long blonde hair, but her hat remaining effortlessly atop her head..

Spike miraculously managed to feel something wet brushing against his tail, between the treatment he was receiving from Twi and Rarity and the one he was giving Rainbow Dash. He rolled the end of his tail up tightly and raised it skyward.

Fluttershy had been rubbing against Spike’s tail to lubricate it. Once Spike had presented himself properly, she moved over it and pushed the tip into her, moaning pleasantly.

Spike, barely being able to focus at this point, began thrusting his tail up into the yellow Pegasus. He let his tail open slightly and close again to provide extra stimulation. He could feel her tightening around him, and while not as enjoyable as the normal method, it still felt pretty good. And if her shouts were any indication, she was enjoying herself as well.

Moving his hands onto Twilight and Rarity’s hips, he squeezed and rubbed their flanks, which they answered in approval by quickening their pace. His pointer claw drizzled in their arousal during his actions becoming sticky and slick. He drove the finger under their tails, receiving two happy yelps.

During this time, Applejack had reached around and started using one hoof to tease Rainbow Dash’s clit, and the other hoof to rub between Pinkie’s legs. And based on Pinkie tripling her efforts, it was working quiet well.

The moans of four mares, all in a state of euphoria, filled the air. Twilight and Rarity dropped down onto Spike together, going as far into themselves as they could. Spike’s resistance fell as he released into them. He was met with the joint conclusion of Rarity and Twilight tightening and convulsing around him. A similar experience was resulting at his tail thanks to Fluttershy, covering it thoroughly, as Rarity and Twilight soaked his waist. Spike sudden removal of his tongue from Dash forced her head up as she joined the group in ecstasy, spraying into Spike’s mouth; He really could taste Skittles. Pinkie having been holding back for a while now allowed her defenses to fail as she cheergasmed into Applejack. Applejack felt her core shaken as Pinkie’s scream rocked her entire body, her own elation spilled out into Pinkie’s mouth and onto Spike’s abs. Her voice joined the others as they rode the largest wave of euphoria any of them had ever experienced… that night.

The mares collectively fell against Spike, who was now soaked from head to tail in their excitement and a bit of his own. They snuggled against him sweaty and tired, letting their love for him and one another say everything.

“That was fun. We have the best dragon fiancé in the world,” Pinkie yawned out.

“I agree, darling.” Rarity nuzzled into Spike’s chest.

“I reckon it’s the honest truth.” Applejack flung her hat onto a nearby table.

“He’s almost as awesome as me.” Dash covered herself with one of his wing.

“You are amazing Spike… if that’s okay with you,” Fluttershy explained,

“He’s probably the only dragon fiancé in the world, Pinkie, to ponies at least… but he’s still the best fiancé ever.” Twilight kissed Spike, taking a bit of Rainbow Dash with her.

“I love you all too. Now if none of you lovely ladies mind, I’m gonna take a nap. It seems presents can wait a bit longer.” Spike wrapped his arms around the six holding them close.

“And we’ll join you,” they all in chimed in together.

And they fell into a deep, warm slumber on the floor, snuggled against one another.

Later, when they awoke, Spike handed out the gifts he had gotten.

“Me first!” Pinkie yelled ripping the wrapping off her gift with her teeth. She stared at the object before her, for about three secs, an eternity in Pinkie time. “A book! Who do I look like, Twilight!”

“Hey!”

Chuckling, Spike pointed to the book. “Read the title.”

“One Hundred and One Dessert Recipes from Saddle Arabia… I love you, Spike!” She hopped into him and gave him a bone crushing hug.

Managing to squeeze free, he turned his attention. “Twilight, why don’t you open yours next?”

“Alright, let’s see.” Twilight’s horn glowed, the object of her intent floating out of a bag with her Cutie Mark. “A book, it’s perfect! A Guide to Known Ancient Lost Magical Artifacts, I can’t wait to read it.” She proceeded to jump around him like a filly.

Leering at him, Rainbow Dash asked, “They aren’t all books, are they?”

With the smuggest look he could muster, Spike replied, “I thought you liked reading, egghead. But no, they aren’t all books. For example Rarity’s is-” He was interrupted by the white unicorn in question kissing him hard enough to knock him on his rear.

As she broke away, a thin trail of saliva still connecting them for a sec, a number of bolts of exotic looking cloth flew around her in her signature teal aura. “You are… the best… I love it… love you,” she continued by squealing happily.

Pinkie looked over, as if sensing the random broken sentences. “Rarity has left the building.”

“Apparently all it takes is a few rare bolts of cloth from across the world, a perk of my diplomatic ventures for Celestia and Luna. Which reminds me, all of your gifts are more like samples. Pinkie, I have a crate of hard-to-obtain-in-Equestria ingredients for those recipes for you, Twilight, you’ll find a whole bookshelf of books I collected from around the world in your old bedroom at the library, and, Rarity, well, let’s just say you can make a dress with only a few bolts after all.” Rarity fainted, momentarily, but got back up after a few seconds. An embarrassed red tint covered her face as everyone looked at her.

“I’m just very excited, and it’s rude to stare at a lady.” She huffed, tossing her head to the side.

“Whatever, my turn!” Rainbow Dash sprang towards her gift, pulling a familiar looking device out. “A Rainbow Paintball Gun?”

“I had a hard time with yours, but I remembered our first date and it hit me. With a little help from Shining Armor and Big Mac, we managed to build everything we need for a whole course for Ponyville. Even managed to get a few crates of balls shipped from Cloudsdale each month.”

Applejack’s eyes lit up. “Is that what you boys have been doing in that barren south field?”

He glanced in the other direction. “Mayyyyybe.”

“Ya’ll have been slacking off and playing around when you were supposed to be working! Ya’re gonna get it.”

The dragon threw his arms up in defense. “Profits are going towards the farm!”

“… I find these terms agreeable.”

Dash flew into the air and did a back flip, being careful not to hit her head on the ceiling. “This is going to be AWESOME!” The Pegasus was lost in her own little world.

Looking up from under her mane, Fluttershy smiled gently at Spike and Applejack. “I don’t mind if you go next, Applejack.”

“Thank ya kindly, Shy. So what do we have here?” She lifted up a few small bags in her teeth with pictures of different varieties of apples on them.

“I collected seeds from some of the more unique apples I found when traveling, including some magical Golden Apples. I was a bit worried it seemed more like giving you something for work, but I know how much you love raising apple trees. I shared a room with Bloomberg once, after all.”

She gave the dragon a hug, firm but loving. “This is mighty thoughtful of ya, sugarcube. I can’t wait to plant these babies and watch um grow. Course, with ya guys using the old field I’ll have to prepare another plot of land. And of course, by I, I mean us, since ya boys felt the need to convert one of my fields without asking.”

He nuzzled her neck. “I’d of done it anyways.”

“I know.”

“Well, looks like you’re last, Fluttershy.” Spike handed her the gift. “It’s a little less conventional than the rest, but I know you’ll love it.”

“Oh, I’d love anything from you, Spike.” She pulled her gift out gingerly.

Landing next to Spike, Rainbow Dash looked at the item in her friend’s mouth. “You got her a card? How is it I don’t want to sleep with you… okay, less than usual.”

Rolling his eyes, Spike put Rainbow Dash in a head lock. “It’s what’s in the card.”

Fluttershy opened it slowly and a number of small tickets fell out. “Train tickets?”

“Yep, I got us tickets to go so we could travel to some of the regions with animals you never see around here. That way you could make friends all over. Like you did in the Canterlot Gardens… the second time around.”

“Spike, this is so thoughtful.” A few tears fell from her eyes.

“My pleasure, Fluttershy.” He looked around, as if searching for something. “So, what did you girls get me?”

“We had sex with you,” replied Twilight.

“That’s different from normal how?”

Rarity smiled mischievously as the six mares grouped together. “We may have also used our combined talents to get you enough gems that you could sleep on them like a bed with the six of us if you wanted. We also may have threw them in the basement.”

Applejack cringed a bit at the thought. “Sounds a tad… uncomfortable to me, though.”

Pinkie grabbed her face and smooshed her cheeks together. “Come on, A.J., it’ll be fun!”

“Um… I have to agree with Applejack… if that’s okay with you.”Fluttershy hid further behind her mane.

Flexing her wings, Rainbow Dash smirked. “Sounds pretty awesome to me… if they’re not too hard.” Her wings folded inward just a bit.

Trying not to laugh at their antics, “I think I’ll stick to my bed. Maybe you six would like to join me, Hearts and Hooves Day isn’t over yet.” They nodded in agreement, a familiar heat burning within them. Spike put his arms around them as Twilight lifted all of the gifts with her magic. Together, they rushed up to Rarity’s old bedroom and the crystal that would teleport them home.