Spiked by Spike

Spike slowly opened the front door just enough for him to slip inside, taking care to gently shut it behind himself. Waiting a few moments for his eyes to adjust to the darkness he began to quietly make his way towards his bedroom. As he passed Twilight's study he took a peek inside to make sure she hadn't fallen asleep at her desk yet again. Spike smiled when he saw her desk was vacant, a good sign that she actually went to bed. The last thing he needed was to carry her to bed once again; though he and the Apple siblings had fixed the tractor quicker than anticipated, it had been a very labor-intensive job that left all three of them very sore. Though AJ had offered to let him stay over for the night Spike had to decline the offer; things between him and Apple Bloom were still slightly awkward after last summer's creek mishap...

As he neared his destination Spike groaned when he saw the soft glow of light leaking out from under the bedroom door. 'What the... why in Celestia's name is she still awake at four in the morning?!' he thought. Suddenly he regretted not sleeping over at Sweet Apple Acres but it was too late to change his mind. 'Hopefully I can just go to bed and do whatever task she has in mind in the morning.'

Taking a deep breath Spike finally summoned the courage to enter the bedroom but couldn't help wincing, expecting to hear Twilight ask him to fetch Celestia-knows how many books from downstairs. However, only silence greeted him, though he soon spotted his roommate passed out amidst a few scrolls scattered around on her bed.

Spike chuckled softly to himself. "At least she made it back into the bedroom." he said as he headed over to his own bed, but as soon as his eyes fell onto a certain item he felt his heart drop like a rock.

'Shit! I forgot about those!' he panicked as he saw the bottle Thunderlane had given him on top of his bed. Glancing once back at Twilight, Spike opened the small container and quickly counted the pills inside.

One was missing.

'Oh fuck my- she couldn't have taken one, could she?' he thought in alarm. Quickly bottling the pills back up he rushed over to Twilight, unable to help looking over her barely-covered body before he gingerly touched her shoulder.

"H-hey, Twi, you awake? Twilight?" he called out, eventually shaking her lightly. There was no change in Twilight's steady breathing nor did she show any signs of coming to, strange since Twilight was a relatively light sleeper. A series of pokes to her side resulted in the same outcome; she was out cold.

Thunderlane's words from a few weeks ago came back to Spike's mind; "One should give you six hours". 'Are those... did I just drug Twilight?'

Picking up one of the stray pieces of parchment, Spike ran his hand over some of the words scribbled on it and saw that the ink was still just barely wet. 'She must have just passed out right before I got home.' he estimated. 'So I have about five hours before she comes to.' He sighed and began collecting the parchment pieces and quill to put away, but once he realized something he froze.

'I have five hours... to do whatever I want.'

Dropping the items in his hand Spike faced Twilight once again. His gaze covered Twilight's whole body; from her slender legs to her delicate neck, and everywhere in between.

Especially everywhere in between.

Spike soon couldn't take his eyes off of her toned, flat stomach. Just above it were her firm perky mammary mounds, and just below was no doubt her tight little fuck hole. Though he had seen her naked plenty of times there was still something completely mesmerizing and captivating about her barely clothed body, especially now that she was so vulnerable. So susceptible. So helpless...

Spike gulped, his mind exploding in conflict and turmoil as his conscious waged war with his primal instincts. Unfortunately for his morals, his body seemed to have already given in to his curiosity and desires and before he knew it his hand was pressed against her stomach, right over her belly button.

"Warm..." Spike muttered, dumbfounded by what he was doing. He knew he had to pull his hand back immediately, but his body refused to listen to reason. Instead, his hand began making small circular motions around her torso, allowing him to feel just how warm and soft her body was. He could feel the slight rise and fall of her body every time she took a breath of air, yet she showed no reaction to his touch or presence. It wasn't until his hand bumped up against the lower portion of her bra that Spike finally stopped his hand.

'That's enough Spike, don't push your luck. You should get to bed before you get caught.' he thought. Thankfully for his conscious, his lustful instincts actually agreed with him for once... for a split second.

'...you should get Twilight ready for bed first.'

'But she sleep nude every night! I can't strip her myself! She'd kill me!'

'So you're going to make her sleep in that uncomfortable bra? She's not even tucked in properly. What kind of friend would you be, leaving your best friend like that?'

Spike always hated it when the greedy side of him was right but he couldn't think of any response good enough to convince himself otherwise. "Just get her in bed. She won't know... hopefully." he repeated to himself a few more times before he managed to summon the courage to lift his hand off of her stomach and up to her bra. His worries of figuring out how to flip Twilight over to unclasp her bra were banished as he saw she was wearing a front clasp bra, but his ease quickly devolved into sheer terror as his trembling hand inched closer and closer to her chest.

'It's nothing you haven't seen before, Spike. It's just... you're just being a good friend, that's all.' he shakily thought as he finally came into contact with her clothing. He tried his best to ignore the pleasurable feeling of his fingers brushing up against the covered underside of Twilight's breasts and spent a few moments fumbling with the simple clasp before he finally managed to undo it. Spike couldn't help but be mesmerized as Twilight's bra fell open and her breasts spilled out into view. The next thing he knew he found his outstretched hand cupping one of her bare tits and gave it a gentle yet firm squeeze before he quickly pulled his arm back.

'What am I doing?!' he thought to himself in horror. He fully expected Twilight to sit up in anger and severely scold him for touching her like that, or maybe even attack him and have him imprisoned. However, only silence reached his ears and Twilight remained unmoving. '...I guess she really is out cold.'

Lust began to cloud Spike's judgement once more as he slowly reached out with both hands and gently cupped both of Twilight's firm mounds. "She's... they're so soft." he murmured as he carefully massaged her chest. He was surprised by how warm her breasts were in his hands, not to mention how soft they were despite always looking so firm. He even swore he felt her nipples hardening due to his touch. The longer Spike continued touching his closest friend the more he was growing addicted to her body. His previous annoyances with her exposing herself to him and unknowingly causing him so much pain vanished into thin air; heck, he'd gladly reorganize every book in the castle a different way every day if he got to touch her like this more often.

Spike had no idea how much time had passed before he managed to pull his eyes away from Twilight's chest. However, his gaze locked on to Twilight's barely covered mound in between her legs, almost causing him to start drooling. 'I wonder how she... feels... down there...' he couldn't help thinking. He gave Twilight's breasts one last squeeze before moving his hands down her body to her waist, his thumbs hooking themselves underneath the waistline of her underwear. Spike then remained still, not because he had a sudden change of heart, but because he couldn't remember why undressing Twilight was okay in the first place. Luckily for him the reason barely returned to his head after just a few minutes.

'Getting her ready for bed. Yeah, that was it.'

Still halfheartedly convinced that he was doing the right thing Spike slowly began to pull Twilight's panties down, but as soon as her naked slit came into view he lost his breath. 'She- she shaves down there?!' he finally managed to think. Now exposed to him was Twilight's pussy, with not a single hair on her mound to be seen. It wasn't uncommon for unicorns to use certain spells to keep their pubic region trimmed or partially shaven, but Twilight's was the first Spike had seen that was completely bare. Spike also found it odd that her privates looked slightly different than what he had seen in magazines or what glimpses he had of other mares; Twilight's inner labia lips were almost nonexistent, leaving the slit in her puffy outer lips as the only clue of where her foal hole lay. 'Maybe it's an alicorn thing...' Spike began to think before he quickly banished the thought from his head. It was already nervously arousing that he was seeing her naked form so up close... he didn't need to have these same thoughts every time he saw one of the other princesses.

Spike soon found himself kneeling down to get a closer look at Twilight's pussy. He tried spreading her legs to get a better view but of course her panties prevented him from doing so. Without any further hesitation he slipped her panties down her legs and tossed them aside before slowly moving her legs apart, this time finding success. As her crotch came into view Spike couldn't help but gaze in awe at what he saw.

"Fuck..." he said under his breath. As Twilight's legs parted her slit did so as well, revealing the small, fragile looking hole that led up to Twilight's womb. Despite Twilight being a full grown mare, especially now that she was an alicorn, her pussy looked so small for somepony her age. 'I mean, it's not like she's the most sexually active pony, but damn.' Spike thought.

Glancing down at his own crotch, Spike finally realized that his penis was fully erect and was now forming quite a large tent in his pants. "Fuck." he huffed again before unzipping his pants and lowering them just enough for his cock to spring out. He glanced twice between his own rock-hard erection and Twilight's exposed hole, having a hard time imagining he could fit inside of her. Ever since he hit puberty his body had grown larger than Twilight or even Princess Celestia had predicted, and though he was still able to function in society, rumors of his dragon heritage and 'assets' had some mares too terrified to even approach him.

With nopony around to witness his action, Spike tried his best to measure the girth of his cock with his hand before holding up the resulting 'O' up against Twilight's crotch. 'She'd be way too tight... right?' he guessed. He glanced around the room to ease his mind that he truly was alone before he took a deep breath, preparing himself to cross one of the final lines.

'Here it goes...' he gulped as he slowly moved his hand so he had one finger extended and pointed right at her pussy. Carefully, slowly, and as gently as he could, Spike began to let his finger probe her small entrance before letting it slip inside of her up to the first knuckle, stopping only to make sure he wasn't causing any damage to her body. Though she wasn't very wet her hole was very warm, and while he could feel it wrapped around his finger it wasn't overbearingly tight. He let his finger sink in more, stopping once he had sunken the entire length of his finger into her and relished the wonderful feeling. 'Not too bad. I wonder how it is with-'

Spike didn't get a chance to finish his thoughts as his body responded automatically. Pulling his lone finger out of her, Spike decided to attempt three digits to better gauge Twilight's capacity. At first it appeared that this second attempt would be too much for her body to handle; a quick coating of his own saliva proved to be just enough lubrication to get his fingers back inside of her.

'Wow, this is much tighter.' he grimaced as he barely managed to get two knuckles deep inside of her. 'It'd feel so good if my... was inside of...'

Withdrawing his hand once again, Spike stood back up and pulled Twilight's body slightly closer to the edge of the bed. He hastily shoved his pants all the way down and kicked them aside before he stepped closer and let the underside of his hard-on rub up against Twilight's crotch. He gave a few slow thrusts before he pressed forward until the base of his cock was where her tight little hole lay beneath his member, allowing him to roughly judge just how far his tool would penetrate inside of her.

"Wow. Almost to her belly button." Spike couldn't help but brag out loud.

He wondered if he would be able to fit his entire shaft into her or if she wouldn't be able to handle all of what he had to offer. He closed his eyes as he imagined her writhing underneath him, crying and shrieking as he pounded his cock into her body over and over again. "No, slow down Spike! You're so big, I can't handle all of it! You're cock is amazing, it's in so deep!" As he continued to imagine Twilight becoming addicted to his cock he began to stroke himself with his hand, occasionally opening his eyes to look at the naked real-life Twilight laid out in front of him. All of his pent up frustration and desire had been nearing peak levels before tonight, and as Spike imagined himself cumming inside of his closest friend he let out a growling moan and let his cum erupt from his cock.

The first heavy spurt of dragon semen was lobbed onto Twilight's stomach, filling her belly button with the white fluid. The second, third, and even fourth shot contained more power behind them and managed to launch themselves up to Twilight's exposed breasts and chest while a few stray splatters dotted her neck. Shots five and six lacked the volume and force of the previous ones and simply fell down onto Twilight's crotch before trickling down either side of her cunt and onto the edge of the bed sheets.

Panting hard as if he had just run a marathon, Spike wrung out the last bits of cum from his cock before he looked down to admire his work. He had just cum harder than her could remember and the amount of sperm present was surely more than enough to completely flood Twilight's womb, but as Spike's breathing returned to normal his sense of accomplishment began to evolve into horror.

"Oh fuck, that was good. That was... fuck. Oh fuck."

The gravity of what Spike had just done to Twilight hit him like a train. 'What have I done? I just... to her... oh fuck Celestia, I'm dead!' He quickly took of his shirt and began wiping his semen off of Twilight's body but the sticky cum was tougher to get out of her fur than expected. Most noticeable was the considerable deposit he had left on her stomach; the fur remained matted down and would surely remain stuck together once her body had dried. Even though she had been drugged he didn't want to risk waking her by somehow getting her to the bathroom and washing her body off, leaving him with no choice but to quickly soak a towel in warm water and clean off her body the best that he could.

"Gently... slow down, Spike." he said to himself as he washed her body clean. If he scrubbed too hard she would definitely notice the raw parts of her body when she woke, but if he wasn't thorough enough she would surely spot the dried semen on her. By the time Spike had finished clearing her body and disposed of any semen-covered evidence he could find he figured he had about an hour left before the drugs wore off. Wondering if he should try to redress Twilight, Spike quickly decided to just tuck her into bed as originally planned. Hopefully her memory after taking the drug was hazy and she would think she managed to climb into bed herself before he got home. After getting her back under her sheets he took one last very careful look around the room to make sure everything was as it should be before he finally made his way to his own bed.

"Oh." Spike sighed as he saw a familiar bottle still lying on the middle of his bed. He picked up the bottle and took a step towards the trash can before stopping. 'No, gotta get rid of these where nopony will ever find them.' he thought to himself as he carefully tucked the pills deeper in his bedside table. Giving one last sigh Spike finally turned off the light and climbed into his own bed, ignoring the lonesome feeling of no longer being able to touch somepony else's warm body. He closed his eyes and tried to fight off the barraging accusations his mind was bombarding him with, but there was no escaping the fact that he had crossed a line he never should have and whatever consequences came in the morning he would be facing alone.

All he could do now was wait.

8:19 AM

Spike's eyes remained shut despite his ears picking up the faint sound of somepony trying to wake him. As the voice grew louder and louder he groaned in exhaustion and forcibly cracked one eye barely open to see who apparently hated sleep so much.

"Bwaagh!" he yelled out in surprise as his vision was filled with Twilight's face. In a panic he bolted upright and fell backwards out of bed before he clamped his eyes shut once more. Surely the feeling of cold steel being clamped around his limbs was next to come as the Royal Guards arrested him. Or perhaps Twilight would just end his miserable existence right then and there before having his lifeless corpse dragged off to the edge of some desert-

"Spike? Are you okay?" Twilight asked, looking concerned while holding out a hand to help Spike back up.

Cautiously, Spike opened his eyes again and saw that... everything seemed normal. There were no guards in the room with them, Twilight wasn't poised to attack him; it was almost if...

...maybe he got away with it?

"Uh, yeah... yeah, I'm fine." he stammered as he stood up on his own. "What's going- er, how are you?"

Twilight's face broke out into a massive grin of triumph. "I did it, Spike! I finally managed to solve the formula! This is going to change weather in Equestria as we know it! I can't wait to tell Rainbow Dash, she's going to be so excited that cloud production is now going to be almost 40% more efficient!"

Besides the fact that Spike would normally have about as much enthusiasm over a cloud's production and carrying efficiency as Rainbow Dash herself he had a more pressing matter on his mind. "Are you, uh... are you feeling okay?" he asked her as he tried to calm his nerves and gauge how much she remembered from last night.

"I'm fine, Spike. Well, I didn't get to bed until three I think, but I don't feel tired at all." she said as she stretched her arms. Spike just noticed that Twilight was once again dressed in only a tank top and panties, and as she stretched her arms out her nipples could be seen through the thin fabric. Still, it didn't compare to what he had seen just hours ago, or what he had done to her...

"Spike?"

"Huh? What?" he said as his attention was brought back to the present.

"I said we should start packing for Cloudsdale." Twilight said as she began organizing what she wanted to take with her. "Once I deliver my findings to Weather Manager Cirro Stratus we can then begin working on deconstructing Trotson's thesis on molecular biology and-"

Spike's mind shut out the sound of Twilight talking; he was too busy feeling relieved that she seemed to have no idea what had gone on mere hours ago. Maybe, just maybe, he was in the clear.