School of Knock Hards

Spike sighed; things had started off odd, yet so pleasant for him

He'd been accepted to a college, despite never hearing of the place...and it being located in another realm.

Met a group of friendly and very hot girls, albeit alien girls (still counts!) and got two of them as roommates. Hell, he'd even slept with three in his first day, WILLINGLY! And two of them were said roommates he'd had his first threesome with.

Found that, apparently there was something about him that made him trustworthy enough for them to want to hook up with him. That and he was the only human on campus...or the planet it seemed.

What that something was...he still wasn't sure. Either way, his college life seemed off to an enjoyable start.

Now if only he could get away from the terrifying, and apparently horny, spider girl chasing him! Twilight called the Fleur gal an 'ushi-oni'...whatever the hell THAT meant! All he saw was a big-ass spider body and claws!

"Can....can't we talk about this?" He called back, only to shriek and try to pick up speed when he saw her gaining on him.

"Oh, I LOVE pillow talk!" She growled eagerly, steamrolling an unfortunate unicorn stallion...at least, it looked male. "Especially 'Harder, baby! Harder!'"

"Not quite what I meant!" Spike winced as his quadriceps protested vehemently at how they were being pushed. He quickly regretted letting the track and field coach make him specialize in sprints. Granted, he liked telling people no one could outrun him - provided it was in a straight line, and less than a hundred and fifty meters - now it was coming back to bite him, with a fucking goblin shark mouth.

Another shriek/crash behind him indicated that he probably should keep. Running. Rounding a corner, he spied a low wall surrounding a rather....risque sculpture (He absentmindedly made a note to ask if catgirls really existed here). Seeing a chance to put a little more extra distance between the two of them, Spike threw everything he had into a a kong leap over the wall.Which probably would have worked if he hadn't forgot he didn't know anything about parkour, and hated leapfrog as a kid.

"Oh shit...ow!" He yelped after what could have been kinda impressive ended up with him jumping a tad too high and just flinging himself over it. Thankfully, he landed on his feet...after smacking his shin on the masonry. Unfortunately, it also let Fleur close the gap a little.

"Heeeerree's Fluer!" She roared, turning the statue to rubble without even a glance.

"I hate horror movies!" He yelled, turning into an open-air hallway and diving into the first room he passed. "Hope class isn't in session..."

The door barely closed behind him when Fleur scuttled in right behind him. Normally, this'd be where she either caught him, or he'd come charging out like madman. Somehow, though...

"How the hell is this happening!?" He yelled five minutes later, once again come out of the door opposite where he'd entered, with Fleur emerging five doors down. Monster Girls and a sexy alien race he could handle, experiencing the 'Scooby-Doo Door Shuffle' first hand was outside his mental pay-grade! "My mind isn't built to work with this shit!"

Unfortunately, that gave her enough time to close the gap, showing she was damn near fresh as a terrifying daisy. He was just in grabbing distance when she stopped dead, slowly backing up a few seconds later before quickly scurrying off, visibly intimidated.

"Uh...right." He muttered, wondering what just happened. He got his answer when a figure popped up in the corner of his eye, which turned out to a dark-skinned girl, almost as tall as him, give or take a couple of inches, with a rose-colored mohawk, and wearing standard shorts and a sports bra. "Hi? Um, if she ran off 'cause of you, then you're my favorite person right now." He chuckled weakly.

She gave him a mildly appraising look. "So, you're the one Flutters and Pinkie've been gushing about." The frown she had on flicked upward slightly as she leaned in and inhaled deeply. "Mm...I can see why."

"Uh..th-thanks?" He replied, his legs fighting to just keep upright while he tried to take a step back.

She sniffed again, this time letting out a growl that showed her teeth growing sharper, combined with a very unnerving smile. "Could smell you all over that kobold...habenero chocolate, my favorite..."

Spike felt the urge to shriek once again when she began changing. However, instead of getting bigger, she started shrinking. As she did, her curves became far more prominent, and her skin darkened to an almost charcoal gray, along with a coat of dark rose colored fur covering her arms and legs, just like Pinkie.

Unlike Pinkie, though, her smile was a lot more fetal looking, her eyes kept their pale turquoise color but shifted to having black sclera with a glass-like sheen. A ripping sound was heard when her increasingly buxom figure proved to be more than her clothes could withstand; her shorts split at the seams from her generously flared hips and rear, and the bra tore open as her breasts almost tripled in size. With a growl, she helped them along by tearing the now useless clothes off her body, showing off that she still had an athletic build despite her curves.

"N-nice puppy girl...?" He gulped.

With a roar of "TEMPEST WANT!" Spike found himself knocked off his feet by a three-foot-six Mamono, though this one was a fair bit more scary than Fluttershy. The impact knocked the wind out of him, and he barely had time to regain his bearings before more fabric tearing was heard, followed by him realizing it was his clothes getting shredded off him.

"The hell!?" He yelled, still too shocked and sore to react much.

She growled and ran her hands over his chest. "Your smell's been driving my pussy wild all damn day! Now, get these damn pants off!" She spun around on top of him and started to rip at his fly.

"Dagnabit, Tempest!" A third voice chimed in, this one carrying a distinct southern twang. "Ah had a feeling he'd need a hand when Ah saw Fluer chasin' him, but Ah didn't think you'd be the one he'd need savin' from!"

Spike looked in time to see the blonde he saw when he first arrived march up and snatch 'Tempest' off him by the scruff of her neck.

"Gah! Dammit, Applejack, put me down!" The canine monster girl protested, flailing a bit to try and get free, only to hang there like a misbehaving pooch.

"Its antics like this that give us a bad rap back home, you KNOW that!" She looked down at him, her expression softening some. "Sorry 'bout that. Hellhounds can be a rowdy bunch. An' like she said, name's Applejack."