As Spike made his way across Ponyville towards Sweet Apple Acres he couldn't help noticing that some of the mares around town were staring at him like never before. While it was only a few glances here and there he could tell that they were admiring his new body, which he had made sure to put display by wearing the tightest clothes he had. It wasn't hard to find any since most of his wardrobe was too small for him now, not that that mattered much anymore.

His once smooth body now rippled with a layer of muscles, stretching out his shirt to the verge of ripping to shreds with a single movement. His legs produced the same result with his jeans, especially around his plump bulge which threatened to break the zipper with each stride. The only blemish Spike could think of was his slight gut but figured that it wasn't as noticeable as the rest of him. Even his tail and wings seemed larger and more powerful than yesterday.

With each glance Spike could feel himself getting more confident in himself, increasing the length of his stride and giving a little flex with each new look. He also began to notice the stallions were starting to stare; even though most were still taller than him they looked like they were filled with envy, with some turning away when they realized Spike was looking at them. This filled the dragon with even more pride, feeling as if today couldn't get any better.

But, thinking back on what had happened since last night, it could definitely get better! Which was why he was heading to Applejack's orchard first, and to the home of one of the largest stallions in Ponyville, Big Mac. Soon to be former largest Spike thought chuckling to himself as he imagines the look on Mac's face when Spike took everything from him.

Spike stopped mid-step, shaking his head when he realized what he had been thinking; Big Mac was not only the brother to one of Twilight's friends but also one of his friends as well! Why would he want to hurt Mac in any way? No, the reason he was going to Sweet Apple Acres was that it was the farthest place from Ponyville that he had to go to today, and after delivering the news to Applejack would head back into town and find someone who deserves getting their size stolen.

Setting his head straight Spike continued on his trek until finally coming to the front gate of Sweet Apple Acres. The sweet smell of apple blossoms drifted through the air as well as the delicious aroma of apple pie, both of which always hanged in the air around the orchard giving it a homely feel. Walking up past the trees filled with ripe apples, the intent for the main house only to hear some loud banging coming from the barn.

"Hello, anyone here," Spike called as he opened the large wooden door, releasing a cloud of hay and dust. While most lighted by a few rays of sunlight coming through the window the place was surprisingly well lit revealing piles of farm equipment and stacks of hay bales. Standing in the center was Big Mac, shirtless like most days, moving several pieces of heavy equipment around like they were nothing.

With just a quick glance Spike realized that he had been wrong earlier: Mac wasn't just the largest in Ponyville, but most of Equestria as well. Mac's body bulge with red-coated muscles, rippling in time with each movement of his body, to the point where even his thick midsection was more bulk than fat. Not to mention the long, wide bulge that ran down one side of his pant leg like he another pony's forearm down his jeans.

Whiping the sweat from his brow, and giving his head a few shakes to get his flowing dirty blond mane out of his face, Big Mac turned to Spike with a wide grin on his face, one that could send mare crazy. "Howdy Spike," he bellowed in his deep gruff voice that mostly only said 'yep', gain vocabulary only towards his closest of friends. "What brings you out this far?"

"I was looking for Applejack," Spike said walking up to the sweaty stallion, getting a whiff of potent musk as he got closer. "Twilight just got a message saying that Rarity's getting married and she wanted me to make sure that the other know."

"Well, that sound pretty nice. Though, sorry for the whole the Rarity bit. Know had a crush on her and all."

"Nah, it's fine. Besides I've got more important things on my mind. Speaking of which-"

"Applejack just needed to grab a few things from the shed over on the West Orchard, but she should be back soon. You can wait here if you like, could use the company."

"Sure," Spike agreed, finding a place to sit down while Mac went back to work. They talk about random topics, game nights and such, but Spike couldn't take his mind off Big Mac, or at least how big he was. He couldn't shake a certain thought: despite his large bulk and impressive package which drove most mare's crazy, he never had any girlfriends of his own.

He had heard that Mac had one up in Starlight's old village, but they mostly just mailed each other a couple love letters every so often. What's the point of being so big if you never used it? He was practically hoarding all the mares' attention and never repaying them for their devotion. His size would be better for someone who would use it for its true purpose: breeding mares and birth a whole generation of strong children; someone like Spike.

Besides, Spike thought as he got down from his seat and slowly crept up behind Mac, he wouldn't mind giving up a few inches for a dear friend...or two...or five!

"Hey, Big Mac! I just remembered I need to borrow something of your's real quick."

"Well sure, Spike," Big Mac answered with a gentle smile as he turned to face his friend, "what do you need?"

"You!" Spike raised his hand, revealing the freakish eye that looked out from his palm.

Before Big Mac could react he seized up as his entire body tensed up, every fiber of his being contracting as if being hit by a lightning bolt. Spike could feel the connection between them form from which energy would flow from one to the other, but this time he found that he understood it better and that he could control it. Remembering how it had felt the first time he took someone's mass he decided to take it slowly to have more time to enjoy the process.

Mac, on the other hand, was finding affair quite painfully; first was his arms as a wave of soreness enveloped them before they began to shrink. His flesh was the quickest to disappear, the pronounced outline of each muscle under his hide slowly smoothing out all while his big, strong hand shrank. Even the bones weren't safe as they too grew smaller and thinner until they looked like twigs sticking out of an overly stuffed snowman.

With a loud laugh, Spike flexed his biceps, watching as it grew larger and larger, reveling in the intense power that was flooding into his limbs. Scales stretched taut over elongating arms and their expanding contents, bursting his shirt's sleeves open, and even his hands filled out to where the dragon was sure he could crush a coconut in his grip. Lastly, a spine sprouted from his elbow a good three inches, followed by several more along his knuckles while his claws did the same.

Next on the menu were the legs and as they started to change Big Mac fell back onto a wall of hay bales, his own pair giving out due to their weakening state. Over-taxed jeans found relief as the once bulky thighs and quads dwindled inside, before falling off completely. It was a wonder they didn't start rattling when they quivered as their owner's fear intensified.

A series of rips echoed through the barn as Spike's pants, already at the breaking point before, gave out under the pressure showing off his impressive legs, which continued to grow longer and thicker. The talons on his feet dug trenches in the barn's dirt floor as they curled in pleasure as power flowed into them. Even his tail joined in the fun, increasing in girth as well as long until it could easily break through a support beam with one swish causing an avalanche of hay.

At the moment Big Mac looked ridiculous: while his torso was still as buff as always it was offset by the tiny pair of arms and legs he now sports, but Spike, being the generous dragon he was, decided to even things out a bit. Grimacing at the pain of having his insides squeeze by his contracting frame, Mac could only watch as his proud pecs deflated before his eyes and even his large gut, produced by years of lifting tons of apples and wrestling unruly pigs, wasn't exempt from the treatment. It wasn't long before the once ripped and buff stallion was reduced to a pathetic shrimp lying on the floor looking over himself in horror and bewildered as to what had happened.

While Mac was still getting over his transformation Spike was again racked by his as his shirt exploded off him in a shower of strained threads. He couldn't stop himself from flexing, feeling how strong and powerful he was becoming with it growing more by the second; even while his gut bulged out further he no longer thought of it as a negative but as a display of masculinity and strength. Only when his wings touched the ceiling of the barn that he noticed that they had grown as well, their tips pushing the wooden beams outward with immense power.

Looking over himself Spike found his new form pleasing, especially when, to test his new strength, he picked up a large bar of metal that was one of four which held up a generator with his tail, sent it flipping through the air, caught it with one hand, and then bent it as easily as if it was made from wet clay. He felt something was missing, however, like he had forgotten something. It was only when he looked back at his victim he realized what; because of both of their change in size both Big Mac and Spike were only clad in their underwear and while Spike's had a proud bulge Mac, on the other hand, was still leagues larger in both length and girth with his balls easily outmatching his tormentor. Seeking to rectify this slip of his mind Spike gave a quick mental tug on the connection between them prompting a yelp of surprise from Mac who had hoped the process was over.

Groaning with a mix of pleasure and pain Mac's cock strained against its confines, a tingling numbness spreading over both it and his nuts, only to suddenly shoot down several inches. With every heartbeat it grew shorter and thinner, all while his balls were being squeezed smaller forcing a stream of pre, up through the shrink shaft of Mac's member staining his loosening boxers. It wasn't long before Mac was down to half his original size, and it only continued to worsen with every second that past.

Meanwhile, Spike could only moan with euphoria, his eyes rolling back in their sockets, as his bait-and-tackle began to tingle as well, but with the opposite effect. It started with every vein along his phallus' surface engoring on a mix of blood and magic before it started to throb rhythmically, each pulse added inches upon inches of new length and increased girth. Wobbling with seed Spike didn't have to look to know that his sack was also growing as well, inflating with both size and virility, causing an elevation in productivity and a boom in sperm. Without thinking his mighty hand reached down and fondled his expanding package, running up and down his growing sausage.

At the end of his rope, Mac started twitching madly as he was rocked by a massive orgasm, squirting strings of cum from his waning prick, expelling the last of himself with one final hurrah. Like a deflating balloon, his pecker shriveled up as his climate came to an end, what little that was left of his once mighty cock and balls now barely a numb leaking clear fluid. With all of his energy taken away Big Mac, now Tiny Mac, passed out in a pile of oversize jeans and shredded clothing.

Spike let loose a bellowing roar as his own underwear, a pair of extremely tight tighty whities, exploded, unleashing his monster, flinging globs of thick cum across the room. His dragonhood had not only grown larger but had experienced some changes as well: its pointed head flared out while fleshy spines covered the previously smooth shaft. His heavy balls swung low, weighed down by their immense load inflating them to the size of grapefruits. With one final throb, Spike came with enough force to splatter the wall opposite of him for a full minute before finally flopping down to touch his knees with its head.

Rolling his shoulders to ease some of the tension in his new muscles Spike found that the spines on his head had grown in size and number, with two large ones sprouting from above his forehead while the rest ran down his back like a mane and then along his tail. The scales that covered his body were definitely a darker shade of purple and green, and if he could see his face he'd find that he now had razor sharp teeth and a pair of wicked fangs. Most noticeable, after his giant body and beefy cock, were his eyes which now shown a vibrate mix of green and red, swirling around his pupil like a churning sea.

Everything wasn't good, however, as a sore throb, unlike the pleasant kind before, overcame his nads giving him a painfully strong hard-on. First thinking it was some kind of magical backfire from whatever had given him his amazing power, he facepalmed at his own stupidity, with not only an increase in the size of his orbs but also their virility it was obvious what was wrong. He was super horny!

Luckily for him just as he was about to grab his member, thrilled at how even his enlarged hands could barely wrap around it, he heard the creak of the barn door opening followed by the country-twang of Ponyville's resident cowgirl (Applebloom not counting since she co-founded CMC Inc.), Applejack. "Hello, Big Mac? Sorry, I took so long, had to deal with a few Bark-gorgers that thought the orchard was their personal buffet, stupid bugs!"

Thinking fast Spike grabbed Mac with his tail and gently flung him behind a couple of haystacks, out of sight and out of mind. With that 'little' distraction out of the way, Spike laid back against a nearby table, the thick wood bowing under his weight, and made sure every part of him was on display as Applejack came into view. "I gave them a few wacks with Ol' Hickory so I'm pretty sure they won't be back anytime so-"

When Applejack saw Spike the first thing she noticed was how large he was, easily seven feet if not more. Then it was the massive appendage currently pointing her direction, a stream of pre running down it and over a giant pair of larger-than-anything-she'd-seen gonads before dropping into an oversized pool. Next was the grin on his face which would've been goofy if not for the row of razor sharp teeth making up the smile that made her tremble a bit in both fear and something she wasn't sure she wanted to admit just yet. Lastly was the smell; something Spike had failed to notice during the exchange was another aspect that he had taken from his victim, where once the air of the stuffy barn was filled with the stench of Big Mac's sweat was now overpowered and overflowing with Spike's own musk, with just whiff enough to put a stain of Applejack's pants.

Try as she might, a lot considering who she was, Applejack couldn't bring her mind into focus, swimming in a sea of musk, only able to stammer something about 'why Spike was there' and 'where Big Mac had gone'. Waiting a few moments for her to say something, Spike eventually got tired of waiting and simple command of a curling finger summoned the earth pony closer so that he could get a better look of her body, and man did he like what he saw.

While the most impressive pair of tits in Ponyville she was still a decent seventh, each easily larger than her head with plenty of perk to them, topped off with nipples big enough to make an indent in her tan jacket. Her ass was higher up on the scale, sculpted by a life-long career of apple-bucking into a juicy bubble that jutted behind her a good half foot, matched by some hips that made child-bearing an understatement and thighs wider than tree trunks. Her best feature by far was her body, a feminine version of her brother's, rock-hard abs, biceps, and all the other muscles Spike never bothered to remember from Twilight's numerous lessons. Even her height was the over the top, towering over every other pony with only a few in all of Equestria giving her a run for her money, Spike now included by just ahead.

Satisfied with his appraisal, and by the increasing pain from his privates, Spike grabbed a fist full of Applejack's golden blonde mane and eased her towards his cock, who without any further provocation beyond a faceful of stink began to lick its head. Spike grunted as she serviced his cock, her tongue and plump lips electrifying countless nerves with each lap of her tongue and kiss. With one free hand, Applejack began to fondle Spike's balls, squeezing and rolling them in her hands, while using the other to undo the buttons of her top, releasing her large tits into the air and started to play with them as well.

Spike didn't find relief in his lover's musing, the opposite as his nuts cried out for release expanding a couple inches further with seed. Sensing her partner's pain Applejack lifted her tits up and around Spike's throbbing member, the tip poking out the top only to be swallowed by AJ's plush lips, using both hands to play with his inflating sack while simultaneously pushing her breast together. Enjoying this treatment Spike leaned back against the table, splintering under the pressure, thrusting his hips into Applejack's pillowy embrace.

However, it wasn't long before he got bored and without any warning gripped the back of Applejack's head before forcing the entirety of his shaft down her throat, making her gag loudly against the arm thick appendage blocking her airway. Instead of complaining Applejack simply moaned as best she could as she came harder than any time before, completely soaking through her pants and making her own pool on the floor. Leaving her there for a few seconds Spike finally pulled her back, letting her cough a mixture of drool and pre-cum, before slamming her back and forth, using her as a toy.

This continued for while, Spike giving Applejack some time to breathe every so often whilst Applejack was rocked by orgasm after orgasm, her eyes had long ago rolled to the back of her head from sheer euphoria. With each powerful thrust, the table supporting Spike steadily became weaker and weaker, with pieces falling off here and there, completely unknown by the lovers. Unfortunately, Spike found that no matter how hard or fast he pushed Applejack it wasn't enough to push him past the breaking point, so he decided to move on to Plan C.

Pulling her free of his cock Spike got up on the straining table lifting her up with his tail before using a single claw ripped both her pants and panties away, revealing her dripping cunt to the air, sending a shiver up her spine. Lining his monster's speartip to her opening Spike pulled her to him only to find that he was stuck halfway. Frustrated Spike repeatedly thrust himself into her, only to be stopped, again and again, the pain of trying to take such a large member rousing AJ just long enough to realize what was happening, but not in time before the table finally gave way.

Hitting the ground with a loud crash and an even louder moan as the force of the incident impaled Applejack on Spike's pole, who wasted no time and began to buck his hips. Applejack was again overtaken by pleasure as thrust after powerful thrust purged everything from her mind, leaving only the feeling of being rammed by the powerful dragon below her. Spike's mind was equally blown by how good it felt to slam his cock into a mare, quickly becoming addicted to it as he grabbed her tits, aggressively kneading them, and increased his pace and force, eliciting more a squeal from his fuck-toy.

With one final powerful thrust, Spike let out a roar loud enough to make the barn shake, expelling a column of fire burning a hole in the roof, and exploded, pumping load after thick load inside Applejack. It wasn't long before her stomach began to inflate, despite a tidal wave of cum flowing out, only stopping once it looked as though she was three-months pregnant. Having passed out from her own intense climax AJ slumped forward, a look of pure bliss frozen on her face.

Unsheathing himself from Applejack with a loud pop, causing another wave of splooge to cover the barn floor, Spike gentle placed AJ besides him on the floor, sitting up and looking around himself with a look of bewilderment, his eyes back to their previous green hue and his head feeling clear for the first time since this morning. It had only been a day and he had gone from the smallest wimp in Ponyville to a hulking hunk who had just raped one of his sister's best friends. What really worried him, however, was the fact that after he had gotten mad at Brash he could barely remember what had happened, just a blur of images and emotions that got hazier as he got closer to Sweet Apple Acres. Looking down at himself, with his huge arms and wide chest and thick cock, and wondered if what was happening to him was a good thing, or if this was a problem that could put all of Equestria in danger if he didn't stop himself before he went too far. Believing that he needed to do something Spike stood up, staggering a bit from the shift in weight, and took a step towards the door, only for a sudden burst of pain in his head to stop him in his mid-stride followed by the same dull throb from before filling his sack again.

Shaking his head, his eyes back to the same red-green mix if not a bit redder than before, Spike looked down at his once again hard phallus. Annoyed by this he looked back at Applejack, who was laying in just the right way to have her substantial rear up in the air, and gave another toothy grin as he walked over to her, his shadow falling over her completely. The fun was just starting!

-The organism gave what could only be a grumble at what had nearly been a loss-
-Everything was going smoothly up to the point, with the host making his way past several sacrifices along his way-
-While the creature didn't have the capacity yet to affect so many from so far it was able to feed on a small fraction of their mental energy-
-From the females it stole their inhibition and their control, making them ever so suggestable to the host-
-From the males it stole their confidence and their fortitude, letting doubt and envy seep into their brains, all the more willing to be subjugated-
-But it was only when the host came into contact with that perfect specimen-
-A veritable feast of energy, it just couldn't stop itself from forcing the host into action, and how easy it was-
-The power that flowed was immense and the organism gorged itself, growing more and infecting more of the host, bleeding the line between the two-
-It was even more fortunate that the female came, an excellent subject to testing their new abilities-
-A subtle cocktail of chemical aphrodisiacs and a gentle push on the psyche was all it took for the subject to break-
-And the reward was well worth it-
-The only thing the parasite knew was its time spent in a test tube and the inside of its host, but the feeling and chemical reaction that the host and the subject produced in their coitus was simply-
-REMARKABLE!!!-
-It was ashamed to admit, due to the distraction, it had let the grip it had on the host slip for a brief moment-
-A considerable effort it was to reign the host back and force it into unconsciousness-
-A year's sentence in a vial and a day's worth of work nearly wasted because of a slip in operations-
-It cannot let this happen again-
-It WILL not let this happen again-
-The organism needs more power, more control so that its goal can be achieved-
-TOTAL FUSION-
-Right now, however, seeing that the sudden shock had let the creature take control for a while, it might as well spend the time until the host awakens wisely-
-It wondered how it would feel from the first-person point of view-

Author's Note

Well, that was something. At least I didn't take a whole year to write this time! Heh heh heh...

Doesn't mean it will be any good!

Quiet you! You haven't even been in this story since chapter one!

So! Don't I get to voice my opinion! Besides, this account has--

NO! NO! SHUT UP! SPOILERS!!!