“Spikey Wikey, do you like what you see?” Rarity batted her eyelashes at Spike and gave him a smouldering come-hither stare. She turned in a circle, with slow, deliberate movements, with her tail hiked up high.
Unable to believe his good fortune, Spike couldn’t imagine what had come over Rarity. He gulped, having trouble swallowing the lump in his throat. He flexed his claws and his tail swished from side to side. He felt something brush up against his side and when he turned his head, he found himself staring into Sweetie Belle’s green eyes.
“Hi,” Sweetie Belle said in a somewhat husky, but still somehow squeaky voice.
“I couldn’t help but notice how you look at Sweetie Belle as well,” Rarity said as she made a pouty face. “You want to fuck her, don’t you, Spikey Wikey?”
A fire ignited inside of Spike when he heard the words coming out of Rarity’s mouth. Truth be told, he had never paid Sweetie Belle much attention, but beggars couldn’t be choosers. This seemed to be happening! He watched as Rarity moved around Carousel Boutique, closing the blinds.
“He’s blushing,” Sweetie Belle said to her sister. “I told you he’d want to fuck my foal pussy!”
“Sweetie Belle, darling, so vulgar!” Rarity let out a titter as she lit several candles. The white mare looked at Spike and gave him a drowsy, sensual stare through heavily lidded eyes. “Such a good little dragon deserves to be rewarded. I know you think about me, Spikey… Twilight told me about the noises coming from your room.”
A fierce blush overcame Spike and he didn’t know what to say. He didn’t know that Twilight had been listening. He felt an awkward sense of arousal knowing that Twilight had not only listened, but had also told Rarity. He was approaching the point of no return, and he could feel parts of him threatening to slip out.
“So, Spikey Wikey, where do you want to fuck me?” Rarity asked as she circled around Spike and tickled his nose with her tail. She allowed her cutie mark to brush up against his cheek and Sweetie Belle began giggling.
“I… I… I wanna…” Spike stammered, but he was unable to finish speaking. He grabbed Rarity’s tail in his claws, buried his face into it, and then he inhaled, drawing in her scent. The smell gave him courage and made him think of the smutty magazines he had hidden in his room. In a harsh whisper, Spike managed to say, “In the butt.”
“Oh, Spikey Wikey, you want to fuck my tight little white asshole?” Rarity’s lower lip protruded in a pout and her eyes went wide as she peered back over her shoulder at him.
Thinking about Rarity’s tight, tiny white asshole made Spike slip free and he felt cool air on hot, feverish flesh. He gasped and gave Rarity’s tail a tug. He was all too aware of Sweetie Belle staring at him. She was standing on three legs and she had one of her front hooves back between her hind legs.
“Hey, I wanna be fucked in my asshole!” Sweetie Belle said as she continued to rub herself. “But first, I wanna watch you fuck my sister’s asshole.”
The little dragon had trouble believing what he was hearing. All of a sudden, Rarity and her sister, Sweetie Belle, had become terrible, horrible, butt sex loving perverts. He wondered if Princess Luna was screwing with him in a dream. It was possible. If this was a dream, he was going to enjoy it.
Blinking, he watched as Rarity held up a small black tube of plastic that had white letters. She squirted some on his bright red dragon dick, which twitched when the cold lube hit it. He felt the fizzy sensation of magic on his shaft as Rarity lubed him up and he had trouble believing that he was about to live out his fondest bathtub masturbation fantasy.
Letting out a low chuckle, Rarity, now finished with lubing up Spike, lay her front half down upon the floor, folding her forelegs over one another, and then she left her perfect, perky backside up in the air, presenting herself to Spike. She flipped her tail over her back and there was a sticky squelch from Sweetie Belle, who was busy rubbing one out.
Spike saw everything he ever hoped and dreamed to see spread out before him. He had seen glimpses of it before, but never like this. His little red dragon dick throbbed with its own heartbeat. Rarity waggled her backside at him, and then gave him an eyebrow waggle of invitation as she looked back at him.
Grunting, giggling, Spike lept at the chance, grabbed Rarity by the hips, and then tried thrusting his way inside. He took a few stabs, accomplished nothing, then he looked down and tried to guide himself in. He grabbed Rarity’s tail in his left claws, and his dick in his right claws, and lined up the tip against her tight, spasming pucker. Just touching himself made him want to cum. He struggled to hold himself back, licked his lips, and then, needing to feel mare meat around his cock, he stabbed Rarity in the ass.
His thin, tiny dragon dick went in with surprising ease, and Rarity let out a coo of approval. He paused, but only for a moment, to enjoy the sensation of tight, clenching flesh around his throbbing prick. After that, instinct took over and he began humping like there was no tomorrow. A few feet away, Sweetie Belle let out a cry as she approached climax herself, and she made silly faces as she continued to rub her fillyhood with her now sopping wet hoof. A puddle had formed on the floor between her hind legs.
“That’s right Spikey Wikey, fuck my tight, tender asshole!” Rarity cried. “Harder, Spikey!”
Gripping Rarity’s tail, Spike rammed his way in as deep as he could, delighting in the tug and grip of the friction created by Rarity’s tight little tail hole. He knew he was about to cum. While he could last for a long time when he was jerking himself off, this just felt too good, and hearing Rarity talk, hearing how she moaned, it was pushing him to the point of no return.
The idea of blowing a load inside of Rarity’s perfect ass sent him over the edge, and he did, in fact, blow a load deep inside of Rarity’s ass, as deep as his little dragon dick could go. He buried himself in her, and clung to her tail as he blasted a few hot streams of cock snot up deep inside of her poop chute.
He slumped over her back, breathless, and he felt more cum go shooting out of his cock, which he kept buried deep inside. He could feel her gripping him. She was squeezing him, milking him, and he realised that she was trying to get every last drop of cum that she could out of his dick. The thought made him blow another load and his whole body spasmed as his toes curled.
“He’s gonna need a chance to re-boner,” a pink cheeked Sweetie Belle said in a breathless voice, still recovering from her own orgasm. “But I think I know how to help get him hard again…”
As he felt Sweetie Belle’s tongue sliding along his shaft, Spike’s eyes rolled back into his head. Sweetie Belle had his cock in her mouth, and she was no doubt tasting the inside of her sister’s asshole. The thought made a perverted giggle slip out of Spike’s open mouth.
He grabbed Sweetie Belle’s ears with his claws and pulled her head against his groin. She gagged and a long string of drool dangled down to the floor. He was getting hard already, and feeling his cock slip down Sweetie Belle’s throat did wonderful things to his brain.
“Spikey Wikey, be gentle when you fuck my sister’s throat pussy!” Rarity clucked her tongue, grabbed Sweetie Belle, pulled her free from Spike’s grip, turned her around, and lifted Sweetie Belle’s tail. “Fuck her teeny, tiny asshole instead! Be rough, Spikey, she likes it rough! Make her cry! Tear that turd cutter open! She’s never been fucked in the ass before!”
Not needing to be told, Spike grabbed Sweetie Belle by the hips, pressed the tip of his dick against her clenching filly anus, and began to try and force his way into her back door. She was far tighter than Rarity, and just the thought of being inside of something so tight and warm almost made him cum again. After a few stabs, he was able to get the tip inside, but not much more. Sweetie was just too tight. With each poke, she whimpered and moaned.
Then, just as Spike was about halfway in, Rarity’s ears perked up and she went still. A broad smile appeared upon her face, a terrible cruel smile. She looked Spike in the eye and gave him a nod. “That’s right, Spike, fuck that filly’s tight little asshole! Do it now!”
With a grunt, Spike buried himself inside of Sweetie Belle, who let out a shrill, squeaky cry when he hilted himself. He was just about to blow his load when something very confusing happened.
Rarity and Sweetie Belle walked into Carousel Boutique. Both stood just inside of the door, wide eyed, stunned, and shock was visible upon their faces. As Spike realised that there were now two Rarity’s in the room and he had his little dragon fuckstick deep inside of her little sister Sweetie Belle’s ass as the other Sweetie Belle stood there staring, he came. He let out a whimpering cry as he blew his load, his hips bucking as he gave a few frenzied humps to Sweetie Belle’s plush backside.
There was a gasp from the Rarity by the door and a strangled cry from the Sweetie Belle beside her. A deep, booming laugh came out of the other Rarity. A green flash surrounded her and she vanished.
In her place stood Queen Chrysalis.
As Spike was recovering from his climax, Sweetie Belle, whom he still had his dick deep inside, flashed green and became a changeling drone. Spike let out a cry of disgust and terror.
“Get your tiny little dick out of my asshole,” the changeling drone said in a deep, masculine voice, “before I stick my dick in yours.”
Gibbering with fear, Spike pulled out with a wet sounding slurp, wondering what this meant for his sexuality. He grabbed his glistening cock with his claws and tried to hide it from Rarity and Sweetie Belle.
Queen Chrysalis turned her gaze upon Rarity, locking eyes with her. “Your little Spikey Wikey wanted nothing more than to fuck your little asshole, and he jumped at the chance. Then he fucked your little sister’s asshole, and had no qualms about doing so.” There was a loud booming laugh from the changeling queen. “Good luck ever going back to any sort of a normal relationship! The damage has been done here!”
“I’ve had better,” the drone said in a bored sounding voice, “appearing to that Big Mac fellow as his sister, now that was a lot of fun. At least he knew what he was doing and didn’t have some tiny little dick.”
With a flash of green light, Queen Chrysalis vanished, taking her drone with her.
Covering his face with his cum covered claws, which were glistening with lube, Spike avoided looking at Rarity, knowing that things would never be the same ever again. Any chance he might have had was now ruined, and the realisation was crushing. Queen Chrysalis was the most evil creature ever, and she had destroyed everything by giving him what he wanted.
Standing by the door, both Rarity and Sweetie Belle stood blinking, neither knowing what to say or how to respond to what they had just witnessed. Sweetie Belle let out a cry, squeezed her eyes shut, and then, unable to deal with being so traumatised, began crying.
Spike felt like doing the same…
Author's Note
Don't be jerks. Use the spoiler tag!
Good night, I love you all. Yes, even you. And you. And especially you.
