School of Knock Hards

“Pinkie just stared at him when he made that statement, she wasn’t really prepared for it, “What do you mean ‘waiting’? I-I just changed right in front of you!”

“Yeah, and I’m still waiting for the monster part.” He chuckled, “Pinkie, you want to know what comes to mind when I think of a monster? It usually brings up a big, hulking brute with sharp, grimy claws, red, beady eyes, a wide slavering maw filled with rotten fangs, stained from past meals/victims.” He stepped up to her until they were almost touch, “Except for the ‘big’ part, you fit NONE of the criteria for being a monster. Being a cute girl with a hot bod in either form, on the other hand...”

“Hot?” She squeaked, glancing down at herself. She even turned to look at her backside, giving it wiggle test.

As she did it, though, she also turned to show him. Spike’s eyes immediately zeroed on the two firm and ample globes, covered in even less material than the front..

“You..you think I’m hot?” She asked, an oddly shy tone in her voice as she did.

“Damn straight!” He blurted, his mind still somewhat focused on her derriere.

Her cheeks-the ones on her face, people!- flaring a bright pink, she couldn’t help but giggle and shake her rear again, “Even if I’m a monster girl?”

“Big time…” His head abruptly snapped up, a look of alarm on his face before turning bright red himself and quickly picking a different direction to look in,, “Uh, y-yeah, it makes you a lot more amazing.” Mentally, he was screaming at himself, I said it out loud AGAIN! Why do I always…!?
He was cut off from his internal berating by a pair of large, fluffy arms wrapping around him, followed by a very ample bosom framing both sides of his face.

“Thank you!” Pinkie squealed in her normal perky voice, nuzzling the top of his head as she gave him an impressive hug.

“N-no..no problem….” He managed to get out, soft...with just the right amount of firmness. Dammit, Spike, you can think about her magnificent pillows later! “Uh, Pinkie, not that I’m not enjoying this, ‘cause I am….boy, am I...I mean we’re running late!”

“Hm? Oh! Right!“ She quickly let him go, albeit highly reluctantly, and turned back to her human form, “Let’s go.”

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“Well, I guess if you’re going to go with a theme…” Spike commented when they finally reached the campus. Here the bubblegum/cotton candy scent was at it’s strongest, with an addition he couldn’t quite place.

The front grounds were covered with an odd bluish-green grass that made it look almost like a large pool.The grounds were also dotted with the same trees he’d seen in the woods, complete with the weird fruit and grapes. The main building was connected to the other places by looping sidewalks that, on a second glance, almost looked like they were in the form of hearts. Every twenty or so feet had a small street lamp painted in the school colors.

The building itself looked fairly standard; a four-story white stucco building that had a slight curvature at the sides. It was also trimmed with black and dark pink accents, even the frame of the front entry was painted like that. And almost directly above it on the third floor was a single window, almost twice the size of the others they could see, in the shape of a heart.

“I like it!” Pinkie chirped as they headed in.

Inside, the school colors were still noticeable, but a bit more subdued, mostly just showing in the school emblem on the wall across from the entrance behind the receptionist. A mix of greens, blues, and purples seemed to be the dominant coloring.

“So, I’m gonna take a guess and say that was the Deans’ office with the big…”

“Fluttershy!” Pinkie’s squeal cut him off as he watched her run over to hug a girl with waist length strawberry blonde hair wearing a bright yellow sweater and jeans.

“Window..” He finished before chuckling and wondering if he should head over.

His answer came for him when Pinkie, showing she was stronger than she looked, almost hoisted him off the ground as she pulled him over to the girl.

“Um, hi?” He said, looking a little uneasy when she whimpered and hid behind Pinkie.

“Oh, my bad.” Pinkie blushed, “I forgot she’s really shy around new people. This is Terri Flutters, but everyone calls her Fluttershy for, well, you can probably tell.” She turned to try and nudge Fluttershy out in front. “Shy, this Spike von….von..” She looked at him, what was it again?”

“Von Jager.” He answered.
“J-Jager..??” Fluttershy paled, “‘The Hunter’!?” She almost blurred back behind Pinkie, “The...the Order isn’t here is it!?” The fear in her voice was evident.

“Whoa...whoa.” Spike spoke up, “Easy, Jager’s my last name, that’s all. I don’t even know what the heck this Order group is.”

“You don’t..?”

“No. Whatever they are, they don’t exist where I’m from.”

“The Order an anti-Mamono group.” Pinkie replied, “I mean, they teach that you should be decent and humble and such, but...they believe those are human-only qualities. When she was little, Shy accidentally ran into a group of the more extreme members. Let’s just say she was lucky enough to find a spot to hide. Otherwise…” She trailed off.

Wow, these Order guys sound like real assholes. Spike thought, looking at the two girls, “Relax, there’s no way I’d wanna be associated with a bunch like that.”

“You…you’re not…?’

“No way; who in their right mind would hate being around a couple gorgeous gals like you two?? I mean, Pinkie’s magnificent ass is gonna give me plenty of pleasant dreams and, well, you’re too damn cute to hate and I said that all out loud again, didn’t I?” He tried to ignore Pinkie’s smirk and wiggle.

Fluttershy, on the other hand, let out something between a squeak and yip, followed by a pair of long floppy ears, colored a mix of brown and the pink in her hair, suddenly popping out from the sides of her head along with a fluffed up tail coming out from between her shirt and pants.

“Uh…..wha…?” He could only stare, “What just happened?”

“*Snort* Sometimes, *giggle* sometimes Shy loses control of her changing if she gets surprised enough.” Pinkie explained while trying hard not to laugh.

“Wait...so she’s not a big fluffy like you?”

“No, silly! I’m a Yeti, she’s a Kobold!” She nudged Fluttershy, “Show him, Shy, it’s ok.

“Kobold…??” Images of the little Tiamat-worshiping lizards from D&D suddenly sprang up in his mind at the word. He shook his head violently to get rid of them

“Um..ta-da..” Fluttershy’s voice brought him back to reality…

And to the sight of a little (he could see right over the top of her head) doglike being standing where she had been. With the exception of her face, shoulders, and stomach, the somewhat petite frame was covered in the same brownish-pink fur as her ears and tail, though her wrists, hips, and breasts were covered with lighter-shaded tufts. In place of her clothes was a simple belt around her waist and a thick leather collar with a butterfly-shaped tag hanging from it.

Spike looked at her briefly before suddenly clamping his eyes shut. The two looked at him in confusion before they began hearing something;

“I will not glomp and cuddle the cute puppy girl, I just met her. I will not glomp and cuddle the cute puppy girl, I just met her, I will not glomp and cuddle the cute puppy girl, I just met her!”

“Aw, come on, Spikey.” Pinkie said, stepping over to him, “One little head scratch won’t hurt. You won’t mind, right, Shy?”

“I..well..” Was all the kobold girl could get out, her face as bright as a tomato.

“A what!?” Spike yelped as he felt Pinky bump him with her rear hard enough to knock him out of his impromptu manta,

She hesitated for a moment, “I...I guess..” She looked his way shyly, “Just...just not too hard, ok?”

Spike fought back a gulp as she leaned forward towards him a bit. Even though she had somewhat thick fur on, he could easily see a bit of cleavage. Quickly forcing his eyes back up, he took a deep breath to relax and reached for her left ear, lightly scratching the base.

A light whimper of pleasure escaped her lips as his fingers ran across the area, the sensation sending a jolt down her spine.

Hm, this isn’t too bad. He thought, adding just a little more pressure, She seems to be enjoying it. He looked at ask her but what he saw threw him just just a little loop: the shy, nervous-looking expression she had earlier was nowhere to be seen. Her face was now flushed with a glazed look in her eyes. When he saw it he realized her could hear her panting slightly; and this was no exhausted panting either…

Wait, is she…? He glanced towards her chest as it rapidly heaved slightly with each pant, her tail wagging furiously, Wow, she’s...kinda sexy like this… His gaze met hers, and he melted a little; Fluttershy looked up at him, cheeks glowing, with quite possibly the most literal interpretation of ‘Puppy Dog Eyes’.

And if he was honest with himself, she was beautiful.

Thinking that, he felt his lips curl up into a grin, “Puppy want more petting?”

She instantly pushed her head against his hand in response.

Moving to slightly under her ear, he started using all five fingers, using slow strokes and slightly twisting his palm against her to cover more area, “Puppy like tha--HOLY!”

He was cut off by ninety-eight pounds of monster girl lunging at him with every ounce of power she had and latching her lips onto his.

“Whoops..” Pinkie piped up, covering her mouth and blushing, “Forgot about that.”