A Certain Type Of Harvest

How was this situation even possible?

As I lay quivering and cooing on the floor, Spike snarled and turned away from me, a rear paw placed heavily on my now-exposed stomach. His claws extended slightly and dug into my soft flesh, but the action only made me moan; the sight of his erection as it grew even longer only made my own desire heighten once more.

Everything was wet and sticky now, but that was not going to stop the dragon. As he coiled his tail around me and lifted me up into the air, he stalked forwards slowly as he licked his fangs with a reptilian tongue, hissing. He then threw out a paw and grabbed Twilight's feathers without hesitation, plucking them from her wing so that she yelped. Before she had chance to retort, however, he had thrown her down to the ground, stepping over her with his own wings flared out.

"You said you wanted a party," he whispered softly, nipping at her ear with not-so-gentle teeth. "May as well make it fun."

Still coiled up in Spike's tail, I couldn't help but frown as I watched the scene before me unfold. The Princess of Friendship, such a powerful mare, now lay cowering underneath the polish scaled belly of her servant! A gasp drew itself from my throat as she then rolled over and began to creep forwards, her mouth slightly open and approaching Spike's member. Saliva dripped from the edges of her mouth and her wings were, despite being slightly squashed underneath the dragon's belly, as stiff as she could have possibly made them! Oh, the lust that poured from her... It made me shudder, so powerful that I could feel my disguise peeling slightly at the edges.

No!

No, I had to do something. And so, as I watched with baited breath and with slowly emerging fangs, I shrunk my body just enough to slip free from Spike's grasp. As I landed, however, he spun to me and snarled, his cock slapping his Princess' muzzle as he did so. Precum dribbled from the end to mix with the lingering seed from my first rutting; the flow only increased as he saw me freeze.

And then, right before my eyes, he began to grow. His body and muscles swelled and his twin cock, previously no larger than a pony's, doubled in length and girth. Just the sight of it made me tremble and whimper—for more reasons than one.

"Where do you think you are going?" he hissed, wrapping a now massive claw around me and jerking me back to his side. He towered over me now, easily double the height of a stallion. And his member... even the bead of precum was as big as my eye, let alone the organ itself!

Hoo, boy. I was in for a meal—a painful meal. But if it was going to hurt, why not make the most of the opportunity?

I yelped and fell to the floor, my tail clamped as I pressed my sticky belly to the carpet. But the dragon was having none of it; his fangs pierced my skin as he dragged me closer to his member and forced my muzzle open, thrusting a head into my mouth. At the same time he flicked his claws at the princess' flank and made her shoot forwards so that she, too, was at the mercy of his cocks.

He remained still at first as I slowly began to bob my head, whimpering loudly for effect and delighting in his warning growls. I gave a yelp each time he bottomed out in the back of my throat and began to back away, spinning on the spot and galloping towards the door with a quiet scream. I got no where, of course, though I didn't want to; Spike's claws grasped my tail and yanked me back to him, where he then threw me to the floor. He growled warningly again as he then pried the princess from his cock and smashed his mouth to hers, kissing her with such force that her legs gave way. She returned the gesture just as passionately as she could, however, and moaned through the action as she shakily rose back up to her hooves.

Spike was ready. Placing a rear paw on me once more to keep me pinned—I struggled a little for effect—he traced the outline of the princess' body with a gentle claw, making her shudder. He fiddled with her feathers a little before he then jerked another out—Twilight screamed at that, I noted with great pleasure (though I joined in with her scream to satiate the dragon stud further). He then moved the feather further back and, while holding the princess' tail out of the way, softly began to tickle around her most sensitive areas. When she gasped and drew out from the kiss, he then reclaimed her mouth and thrust a claw into her soaking folds simultaneously.

Twilight's pleasure was evident. She struggled and squirmed as the dragon ravaged her marehood, surely scraping his claw gently inside her to make her so pleasurably uncomfortable. But I had no time to ponder his actions when my body was thrown back up and I was shoved towards Spike's throbbing, pulsating cock once more. His precum dribbled from the glorious tips in almost a steady stream now; there was no doubt of what he was after.

I moaned as Spike spun me around with his tail and bent down slightly. Then finding my own sensitive area—the gently touch of his tip made me gasp and moan—he rested his entire weight on me and thrust forwards.

I screamed as the giant cocks penetrated me twice. The first slid smoothly inside and stretched my vaginal walls as much as they could go; the second forced its way into my ass slowly and painfully, making me cry out with each inch it gained. But Spike's precum did not stop its slow but steady flow, just enough to moisten my agonised walls.

The pain was immense and I could not stand. I collapsed to my chest and whimpered as Spike's cocks bottomed out inside me, sending painful spasms through my body. He drew back out slowly, so slowly, and his newly-formed cock raked its spines across my walls. It was a feeling that I had never felt before; I screamed and moaned as I wiggled my hips, unable to decipher whether this was pleasurable or not.

The second thrust was less unforgiving. Spike's cocks slid inside of me more gently this time, bottoming out almost instaltaneously. I couldn't help but cry out as he did so.

"Sp-Spike!" I cried out, yelling as he pulled back out and then thrust in once more. My vision blurred as tears filled my sight, but my shivers were not of pain so much any more. I was sore and stretched and completely and utterly filled to the brim—and, as I eased the pressure on my ass, far from unenjoyable.

Spike grunted in response and, as I glanced towards Twilight, noticed that he had thrown her onto her back by now. His tongue snaked around her teats and he nipped at the gently, pulling on them slightly so that the mare kicked her legs in sheer satisfaciton. Her body then clenched as the reptilian tongue slithered down to her clit and coiled around it, squeezing ever so gently. Twilight gasped and then screamed as her body clenched and her juices spurted from her pussy, soaking the dragon's muzzle. As he licked it off with his tongue, however, he didn't show any mercy; he coiled his tongue inside the princess' overly sensitive pussy and made her squirm wildly, an action which was prevented as he kept her held down. Then, not a moment after, he drew back out ever so slowly and shoved three claws in simultaneously, milking the mare for every last drop of her juices that she would provide him with.

The clear liquid sat on the dragon's scales as he gave a satisfied hiss, then lowering his head and whispering in as low and as husky a voice as he could, "Clean me off, whore." The princess, to my utter surprise, reacted immediately—if a little unsteadily—and began to dutifully lick his scales clean.

Spike was not about to leave me unravaged, however. As Princess Twilight began her work I felt the pressure increasing; when he paused for a moment to groan I came to realise that his cocks were, quite literally, swelling inside of me! I gasped and fell completely to the floor, unable to support myself when even the slightest movement on the dragon's part sent tidal waves of pleasure trhough my body; when his claws brushed over my teats to lift me up and give him better access, I yelped. His spikes raked my wall unfathomably hard and, with a shudder, my body went limp and my orgasm came. I was thrown over the edge, my heart pounding so hard in my chest that I thought it would explode. But my overly sensitive body was not to be spared quite yet; Spike snarled and thrust once more, jerking not just his hips but his entire frame as his head smashed once more into me and swelled even more. I had barely a second to process the bulge which passed through his massive shaft before it burst from his tips and into me, hot and sticky and so full of life.

"Yes... Yes..." Spike's growl was low and gritty as his forepaw grabbed onto me and dug in deep. Blood beaded on my skin but the pressure only made me shudder more; when he finally pulled out and let me collapse, I whimpered and shuddered as even the air attacked my senses. Cum leaked slowly from my pussy and ass, making a circle on the floor of Spike's oh-so-generous gift.

The princess crawled over to me at that point, heaving and shuddering just as I was. Spike, however, was in a world of his own; he panted and heaved as he dug his claws into the sofa, tearing the material to shreds. Despite filling me to the brim, and even more—my stomach swelled so much that I could have been a pregnant mare—he still leaked, his cum dripping on both Twilight's and my own muzzle. When he did come to his senses, however, he only snarled and picked us up in his tail, sighing with each step as he carried us from the dirtied up room and into the shower room. But neither of the princess nor I had the strength to attempt a sexual wash with him; instead, exhausted as we were, we both drifted off into sleep in his strong grip.