Dragon Hunting

Spike lightly gasped, his body shaking in nervousness. He was afraid of this, afraid that he wouldn't be able to rise to the occasion. In front of Pinkie and Flutters no less! He wanted to crawl in a hole and never leave. Beads of sweat dripped down his face as Fluttershy watched him, from her spot on the bed, with bated breath. Pinkie kept telling him that was okay. That there is no shame and to stop worrying so much. It did help calm him a little, it's not like they can expect him to be great if he's never done it before.

Still, he was nervous. He took a deep breath and attempted to guide it again. “Here, let me”, Pinkie soothingly whispered in his ear. She grabbed his shaky hands with hers, “There we go….just like that….”. She guided him to his target, setting him up for a perfect push. He was lined up and ready to go. He stared directly at the pink center, mentally swearing to himself that it begged him in. Gulping, he took a deep breath. Slowly exhaling, he arched his back and firmly grasped the shaft, ready to put all of his force into it.

Fluttershy gasped as she placed her hands over her mouth, her body shaking. She may have heard her friends talk about it but never thought she would see one this close. Sweet Celestia, it was so close! All of her friends would be incredibly jealous of this moment. Her fingernails dug into her face, leaving little red marks.

Spike closed one eyed, examining his target and triple checking that he is indeed cleared for landing. Rolling his head and giving his shoulders a quick shake, he steeled his resolve. Now or never he thought to himself. With a small grunt, Spike threw his hand forward, letting go of a small dart. It soared through the air and hit the wall with a small ‘thunk’.

“OOH”, Pinkie and Spike groaned out loud, as the trio saw the dart had landed next to the face of a crudely-drawn nightmare moon, complete with large, comical eyes and a long tongue sticking out at the players. A small pink circle was drawn right on her forehead, indicating a massive point bonus for whoever lands on it.

The wall was covered in darts, colors ranging from blue, purple, and red, both all over the picture and around it. The only dart the stood proudly was a red one planted right on the circle, Fluttershy’s dart. All it took was one dart to lock in first place.

Somehow holding a microphone in her hands, Pinkie stood next to Fluttershy and grabbed her hand, raising it into the air, “FLUTTERSHY WINS AGAIN!”. A loud 'Ding! Ding!’ played from a non-existent bell, echoing throughout the room.

“How does she do it!?”, Spike rhetorically asked. He smiled as he faced the winner and gave a small bow. Fluttershy bashfully looked away, waving her hand him. Her response was a blush and light giggling.

Pinkie let go of Fluttershy and flopped herself onto the bed, with her arms and legs splayed over the pink and blue sheets, “That mare wins EVERY time!” Spike and Fluttershy merely sat on the bed, flanking Pinkie of both sides. Spike chuckled at Fluttershy trying to hide behind her mane, “So nopony ever beat her at darts?”.

“Nope! Never ever!”, Pinkie leaned over to Spike, away from Fluttershy. She raised her hand next to her mouth and loudly whispered, “We think she is a secret ninja!”

A small snort escaped Spike's lips, “But if she is a ninja, how can we see her?”

Pinkie turned to look at Fluttershy then back to Spike. Keeping her hand where it was, she loudly whispers again, “She’s a bad ninja!”

They both shared a giggle at Fluttershy’s expense, which only caused to pout under her mane. Pinkie laid back on her plush mattress and looked at her two guests, “So...what do you want to play next!? Neigh of Duty? BattleHorse™!? OR….hmmm…”

Fluttershy raised her hand, “I wouldn't mind pla-”

Pinkie’s eyes went wide, a light bulb nearly exploding in her head as a brilliant idea (to her) formed from the depths of chocolate covered brain. She waved her arms like a wacky, wavy, inflatable arm-flailing tubeman.A large toothy grin quickly crept up the pink pony’s face, striking fear into the hearts of her friends, “OH, OH!! STRIP POKER!”

“PINKIE!!”, Both Spike and Fluttershy yelled out in unison. They both blushed in embarrassment, now feeling the need to look at anything but each other.

Pinkie pushed herself upright and giggled at her friends, “I was just kidding…not really...”, she mumbled the last part to herself.

Trying to pass it off a Pinkie being Pinkie, Spike slowly cleared his embarrassment and directed his attention towards her, “Sorry, Pinks, I didn't quite catch that.”

She smiled shamelessly, almost tempted to yell out that last part but decided against it, “I said we have cupcakes!”, she yelled out cheerfully.

Spikes ears perked up as he heard ‘cupcakes’. He slowly rocked back and forth in his spot, licking his lips as he tapped his fingers together, “Sooo….they done?”

“Why yes they are!”, Pinkie slithered over to Spike and laid against his chest, giving him a large, quivering pout as her pupils dilated. Her eyes became shiny from the build-up of tears. She gave a pathetic, yet adorable, whimper whilst staring directly into Spike’s eyes. “Can you pleeeease get the cupcakes for us. It's soooo far”, she batted her eyelashes at him, driving the adorable spike further into his heart.

Spike HNNNG’d internally, his heart skipping a beat from cuteness overload. Turning his head away and clenching his eyes shut, he grabbed the adorable pony by her shoulder and pushed her off, “Alright, I’ll do it!”. He pushed himself off the bed and threw Pinkie onto his spot. He fast walked towards the door, quickly ripping it open and stepping out.

Sprinting down the hall, he gave his face a few slaps while stopping at the stairs, attempting to quell the urge to start petting the next mare he sees.

Quickly descending down the stairs, he power walked straight to the kitchen. Coming across the front register counter display rack...thingy, he placed his band on the smooth surface and hopped up, pushing himself to slide across the counter. He landed on his feet, managing to not mess it up.

'Hell yeah, nailed it. +500 points’, he thought to himself.

Stepping into the kitchen, he looked to his right to find a single cupcake standing proudly on the stove top. Stepping closer, he grabbed the small confectionary treat. He brought it close to his face, inspecting the odd mess of colors on the swirl of green frosting.

'Is that….? It is!!’, Spike grinned like a child in a candy store….cupcake store, doesn't matter, from seeing that Pinkie did indeed mix gem shards into it. Looking around him, he watched out for any prying eyes.

Believing to be in the clear, he took the paper wrapper off the cupcake and opened his mouth wide, shoving it in his mouth entirely. He slowly chewed on it, the sugar overload mixing with gems almost sent him into a orgasmic sugar shock. He began the scavenger hunt laid out for him, wandering around the kitchen in search of the missing cupcakes.

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Pinkie poked her head out from her room, watching the dragon slap himself and head down the stairs. She gave a few giggles and slid back into her room. Stopping in front of Fluttershy, she clapped her hands, “Right! Fluttershy, we only have a few minutes! Stand up and turn around please!”

“Uhm….why?”

“Come on, it will only take a second!” Pinkie practically whined, stomping her feet in a impatient but giddy manner.

“Fine…”, Fluttershy stood up, following the pink mare's instructions as her back faced Pinkie. Pinkie gave a small grin, “Perfect!”. Reaching around Fluttershy’s shoulders, Pinkie placed her hands right on Fluttershy’s breasts. She gave a small ‘eep’ as a scarlet red blush rapidly formed on her face.

Pinkie gave her friend’s breasts a hard squeeze, “One squeeze for good luck!”. She then reached inside Fluttershy's green shirt, through the top and under her bra, placing her hands back on her target. She gave the mammaries another squeeze, “And another squeeze for good fortune!”. Pulling her friend’s boobs up, Pinkie made sure that Fluttershy’s cleavage became more pronounced, easily grabbing the attention of anypony who would be close. Pinkie kept alternating between pulling Fluttershy’s breasts up and pull her shirt down, constantly squeezing her friend with every chance she can get.

“Pinkie!! I could of done this myself!!”, Fluttershy whimpered.

Pinkie leaned her head close to Fluttershy’s ear, breathing heavily, “But that’s no fun, you silly pony”. Pinkie reached her hands under Fluttershy’s bra again, lightly running her hands around Fluttershy’s boobs. Fluttershy huffed, completely baffled by Pinkie’s antics, “W-What if he catches us!? He will be b-back any second!”

Pinkie huskily giggled, “Don’t worry your pretty little mane! I’ve hid cupcakes all around the kitchen! We have some time~”. Pinkie traced her palms in circles, directly on Fluttershy’s nipples, causing the nubs to harden.

Fluttershy bit down on her finger, desperately trying to stifle her moans, “Nhh...uh…”

Pinkie’s singsong voice rang out in Fluttershy’s ear, “I could play with these all day!~”

Fluttershy bit even harder on her finger, almost drawing blood as she began to lightly pant. She rubbed her thighs together, thoughts of being caught by Spike surged through her mind and sent more pleasurable tingles throughout her body.

“P-Pinkie, pleeaassee….I thought we were gonna w-wait!”

Pinkie stopped her actions, only cupping her friends boobs. She stared intensely at the ceiling, watching small specs of dust fly around. She only did this for a few seconds and went right back to what she was doing, “OK, we waited!”.

“B-But…”

Pinkie rested her chin on Fluttershy’s shoulders, Shh….your butt comes later~”. Pinkie refused to let go, as she grabbed as much of the fat tits she can in each hand and gave a moderate squeeze. Two yellow breasts spilled out between Pinkie’s fingers, the soft pillows easily morphing under the earth pony’s command.

Fluttershy unconsciously kicked her leg out. She was finding it harder to control her limbs. A small moan escaped her lips, a light but bearable pain shooting throughout her boobs. The blush on her face darkened, Pinkie knew what buttons to push in order to make this pegasus become hot and bothered.

She grabbed Pinkie’s wrists out to instinct. A part of her wanted pull Pinkie off, to stop this before she gets hurt. Pinkie tightened her hold, easily resisting Fluttershy's attempts. Using her muzzle, Pinkie brushed away Fluttershy’s hair from her shoulder, exposing her soft, yellow neck. She leaned her head forward and placed her plump lips upon the visible skin.

Fluttershy shivered as she felt a pair of soft lips dance across her neck, the very intimate contact caused her body to further heat up. Her face became flushed, deciding to instead place her own hands on top of Pinkie’s, encouraging the mare to not let go. Pinkie giggled while she lightly dragged her lips back and forth, leaving a thin layer of saliva. Pinkie breathed deeply, inhaling Fluttershy’s scent. The mixture of sunflowers and sweat almost made Pinkie fall over, her head becoming foggy.

She stopped momentarily, pressing her lips against Fluttershy’s neck. Pinkie gave a small 'mmhh’ as she kissed her neck.

“Nhh...P-Pinkie…” Fluttershy moaned out, her voice filled with passion but also trepidation.

“Shhh...don't worry…”, Pinkie whispers in Fluttershy’s ear, as she placed her hands on the side of Fluttershy’s boobs and placed small pressure on her boobs, smushing them together. Her nipples jutted out, trying to break through her shirt. Pinkie held her friend’s tits together for a few seconds and then released them, only to smush them back together again. She began to repeat this motion while she continued to kiss Fluttershy’s neck, her lips smacking against against each other and lightly furred skin. “I won't take it too far, Butterbutt”, Pinkie huskily whispered.

Fluttershy breathed heavily, she slowly became more relaxed. She leaned into Pinkie as pointless emotions like 'worry’ and 'dubious consent’ left her mind. She can trust Pinkie, she would never take it too far. Fluttershy rested her body against Pinkie’s. A moan escaped her lips, between the stimulation being given to her boobs and the nape of her neck was more than enough to cause her legs to shake.

The thought of Spike walking right in and find Pinkie groping her, treating her breasts as a mere plaything ran through Fluttershy’s mind. Normally, the thought of her being exposed would frighten the timid mare but her lust-riddled mind wanted her to be caught. With cloudy judgement, she her need to for Spike to enter the room and watch her slowly became powerful. Maybe he would stay and watch, smiling at the poor mares humiliation. Maybe Pinkie would force her onto her knees as Spike unzips his pants and lowers them, exposing his large erection.

She opens her mouth, drool running down her chin as she gives a small ‘ahh…’. Pinkie giggles as she keeps fondling Fluttershy’s tits, crouching down alongside her, “Look Spike, she is practically begging for it”. Spike approaches the kneeling mares, placing one hand on Fluttershy’s head and the other on the base of his cock. Fluttershy’s eyes could not break away from the sight of his throbbing dragonhood, only a couple inches from her face. She sadly moaned as pre-cum dribbled out and onto the floor. She glanced at the small puddle on the floor and looked back at Spike, making eye contact with him.

Her eyes screamed 'why!?’. She wanted to desperately lean over and lap up the pool of cum but was held in place by a earth pony and a dragon.

Grinning, Spike inched closer to Fluttershy and rested the tip of his cock on her tongue. Pre-cum continued ooze from his cock, slowly spreading itself over her tongue. She huskily moaned as her taste buds became assaulted with the salty substance. She let the thick spunk pool in her mouth, she wanted to taste nothing but her dragon’s delicious cum. Petting her mane, Spike lightly groaned as her hot breath ran over his entire shaft, “Come on...don't be afraid…”, he spoke in a soft tone.

Fluttershy giddily moaned from Pinkie roughly pinching her nipples. She squirmed from her spot as Pinkie harshly tugged and twisted the poor nubs, panting from the intoxicating cocktail of pain and pleasure. Fluttershy deeply inhaled, the musky scent of sperm filled her lungs. Her marehood twitched in response, her personal lubrication leaking down her thighs.

She shuddered from Spike's claws lightly dragging across her face, her hair being brushed away. Spike stared deeply into her baby blue eyes, “I want to see your beautiful eyes while I fuck your face…”, Spike spoke, his voice transited from gentle giant to dominant beast.

Her heart skipped a beat, the sudden change in his tone only made her pussy squirm in excitement. Drool ran down her chin, while she tried to keep her mouth open as wide as possible, letting out a small “aahhh….”.

Spike smiled, almost predatory like, and placed both hands on her head, gripping her tightly. He lightly chuckled “You naughty mare…yoo-hoo!”

Fluttershy pulled her head back, looking up at him with a confused expression, “Wha…?”.

Pinkie leaned her mouth close to Fluttershy’s ears, “OH YOOO-HOOO!!”

“GAAH!”, Fluttershy fell backwards from a pink hand invading her personal space, scaring her half to death as she landed right on her rump.

“Oops”, Pinkie giggled, leaning over her yellow pony friend “Wow! You were really lost in thought! What’cha thinkin’ about!? Ice cream!? Chocolate cake!?”, she rapidly rattled off.

Fluttershy looked up at the earth pony, momentarily forgetting where she currently is, “U-Uh….”

Pinkie loudly gasped, dropping to her knees and grabbing Fluttershy by her shoulders while giving her a big grin, “CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM CAKE!?!?”

“Uh….w-what?”. Fluttershy eyes went wide, finally regaining her senses. Her hands shot to her crotch to hastily cover herself. Her face felt flushed as she felt a familiar dampness that resulted from her vivid daydream. She looked at Pinkie with fear written all over her face, tears welling in the corner of her eyes.

Pinkie’s smile slowly faded, her eyes darting all over her friend. She cocked her head to the side, a quizzical expression on her face as she tapped her fingers on her chin. She lightly hummed to herself as she wracked her brain for an answer.

…

…

*DING*

Pinkie immediately stood upright, the grin on her face rapidly becoming larger and larger. Placing her hands on her hips, she gave Fluttershy and eyebrow wag and giggled, “Oohhh, now I know why you zoned out!”

“P-Pinkie, I-I need help….p-please….”, Fluttershy tearfully whimpered out.

“Don't worry, I’ve got just thing!”, Pinkie turned around and literally bounced towards her dresser and fell to her knees. Opening the bottom drawer, she pulled out a few bits of random clothing and threw it to the side.

Pinkie cheerfully hummed to herself, slowly rocking her hips to the left and right. Pinkie humming combined with the noise of small objects smacking against each other was all that Fluttershy heard. She tried to look over Pinkie, curious as to what she was up to, craning her neck for a better view. “Pinkie, what are you-”.

“Got it!”, Pinkie cheerfully announced as she grasped a small object and turned it on.

Fluttershy heard a light vibrating noise emanate from the drawer. Pinkie giggled to herself, “this will help you with your problem!”

Fluttershy sat still for a few seconds, trying to piece together why the noise sounded all too familiar to her. She then quickly shimmied herself away, scooching backwards until her back was pressed against the bedroom door, “Nononono, I d-don’t need that!!”.

“Party pooper”, Her smile never wavering, Pinkie turned off her personal toy and dropped it back in the drawer. Standing back up, she opened the top drawer and grabbed a pair of panties, “OK! We can't use the Cakes bathroom so we will have to use the downstairs one!”

“B-But…”

“Don't you worry your pretty head”, Pinkie interjected, turning around and walking towards the bedroom door, “Pinkie will cover you, Cap’n!”.

Somehow already wearing a green bowl helmet, capable of completely concealing her massive mane, Pinkie leaps forward, towards her bedroom door, with a raised leg and kicks her own door down. The poor object was violently ripped from its hinges and flopped onto the floor. She squats low, leaning back just a tad and throws her weight forward. She curls into a pink ball and barrel rolls out of her room. Her tacticool maneuver was short lived because a solid wall wanted to greet her. She only rolled once and slammed ass-first into the wall, the wooden structure groaning from the heavy impact. Pinkie’s entire body violently shook, pain rapidly shooting throughout her entire body. “UNDER FIRE!”, she called out.

Straightening herself out, she lays on the ground and crawls across the carpet, down the hall and towards the stairs. Fluttershy merely watches her peculiar friend, nervously rubbing her hands together, “Am I supposed to be following you or….?”.

Pinkie stopped and turned her head around, directing her attention to Fluttershy. “Watch my six”, Commander P. Ponk Power Colt ordered before resuming her mission objective.

“B-But it’s noon….”

Pinkie ignored the rambling of her deranged sister in imaginary arms and continued her crawl, coming to the top of the stairs. She peered over the top step and scanned the room. “Fluttershy! What's your whiskey!?”.

“I don't like whiskey…”

“Uh….roger, roger.”, Pinkie stood up and brushed her shirt off. Giving her head a quick shake, the helmet popped off and slammed into the ceiling with a loud crack, getting stuck in the wood. She raised her hands and lightly patted her hair, feeling that is was already back in its usual state. “Quickly! To the bathroom!”.

Fluttershy slowly walked past Pinkie, momentarily stopping at the stairs before slowly descending.

*Squeak*
“Eep!”

…

*Squeak*
“Eep!”

…

*Squeak*
“Eep!”

Pinkie rolled her eyes, trying to stifle from giggling at Fluttershy for scaring herself by stepping on each squeaky step. She bit her lip, lightly punching her own thigh to stop.

*Squeak*
“Eep!”

…

*Squeak*
“Eep!”

Pinkie shook her head, forcing herself to put a stop to this. She leaned as close as she can to Fluttershy without falling, “Oh hi Spike! Wanna see Fluttershy's panties!?”

“AGAHA!! NUHHH!!”, Fluttershy’s wings shot out, instantly becoming rigid as irrational panic took over. She dived over the railing, her flight or flight instinct kicking in. Angling her body, she twirled in circles a few times before rocketing straight through the open doorway of the bathroom. The strong gust behind her pulled the door closed.

Pinkie smiled to herself, skipping down the stairs, “~Lalalala~”. Coming to the bottom floor, she bounced he way to bathroom a d rested her hands on the door knob.

“Everypony alright?”, A familiar male voice announced behind her.

“AAHH!!”, she screamed as she lunged at the closed door, slamming shoulder-first into the solid object. Her head swam with even more pain of the day. “Oww...ugh...It better be huge….”, She groaned as she rubbed her shoulder.

“What better be huge?”

Pinkie turned her head to look at the direction of the voice, her pupils becoming pinpricks. “Oh...Uh, SPIKE!”, she nervously smiled, “uhh...My bruise! ...Yes? YES, MY BRUISE! It's not worth it unless you get a big 'un!”, She awkwardly giggled at herself, rubbing her shoulder even faster in hopes that she will crap out a genie and get whisked away.

“Okay...uh...everything alright...with you two?”

Pinkie scoffed, nonchalantly waving her free hand at Spike. With her other hand on the door, she twisted the handle and opened it a few inches. Slowly working her way inside the bathroom, she crammed herself between the door and the frame. With small grunts, she ever so slowly forced herself through the small gap, with only her head sticking out. “We are just A-OK! Just need to take care of some mare stuff. Powder our noses and whatnot…”

She smiled while pulling her head through the gap, her cheeks comically puffing out as her head is being seemingly squished like a bag filled with jello. “We’ll be just a few!”, Pinkie's voice strained out right before she freed her face and slammed the door shut.

Leaning against the door frame, she whispered to nopony in particular, “That was a close...I forgot if I made huge cupcakes or not!”

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“So, I'll just….”, Spike trailed off, unsure if they were even listening to him. He ran his hand through the soft-tipped spikes on his head, sighing. 'Mares are weird’.

Patting his legs, he aimlessly looked around the room, 'Do I wait or- Nah, that's creepy’

…

'Or is it….?’

…

'No wait, it's VERY creepy’.

He walked over to the counter and leaned over it, resting his elbows on the countertop. He looked to his left to eye the tray of cupcakes he left moments before surprising Pinkie. Picking one up, he slowly nibbled on it as he stared at the clock above him.

'Mhm...cupcakes for lunch….suck it Twilight….wait….It's past noon?’

“Shit”. He quickly stood up and ran over the bathroom door. Stopping inches away, he heard shuffling combined with meeps and giggles.

'Wait, dafuq…’

Shaking his head, he gave the door a tentative knock, “Everything ok?”

“Yup-a-rooni!”
*Unintelligible whimpering*

“Uh..Huh...Anyways...Sorry to cut this short but I got to go”.

“AWWWWW”, Pinkie sadly moaned out loud, “but we haven't played 'The Neigh Series’ yet! I have all three!”.

Spike resisted the powerful urge to bust down the door and hug the sad pony but he had something just as important to do. “Sorry, Pinks. Maybe next time, OK?”.

“Ok…”, the dejected tone in Pinkie’s voice made his heart try to dive off a cliff.

“I'll see you girls later.”

“BYE, SPIKEY!”
“....Bye, Spike….”

Spike smiled, mainly from knowing that Fluttershy is indeed still alive in there. He turned away from whatever the hell is happening in that room and went straight towards the front door. Only needing to push it open, the bell gave a little ding-a-ling as he stepped outside. The warm, fresh air greeted him with open arms as he took a deep inhale.

The indistinct chatter ponies as they went about their day, bobbing and weaving past each other to reach their destination, filled his ears as he slowly exhaled.

He felt great right about now. He set his sights on The Friendship Castle, intent on spending time with Twilight. He has been feeling guilty for ignoring her for a few days now but he plans on spending the rest of the day with his very best friend.

His determination fierce and his good mood running high, nothing can ruin this very moment!