Author's Note
Here the promised bestiality fic! I hope you guys enjoy it just as much as 'To Love a Panther'. I certainly had a lot of fun writing it! 
Really. Writing went rather well and it was easy for me, compared to other works I'm lacking behind. I hope I find the same motivation for said works.
Also that story title. I didn't even notice the 'Who' that was in it until later! 
Well, it makes it all the more fitting! 
Oh! And also a big thanks to Loveless for pointing out the missing womb in birds to me! God knows that would have been embarrassing if I would have written Owlicious with a womb! 
Spanking a Naughty Owl
A low growl.
Spike couldn’t help but let it out as he eyed her.
Owlicious.
This bird just barged into his home, wrapped Twilight around her claw and was now actively replacing him as her number one assistant! And then she even took Rarity from her! Hogged her! His love! Right now Owlicious was gifted with a bow! Just like the one she gave him!
To make matters worse he was horny as tartarus. The last few weeks he thought he made some serious progress with Rarity. Especially after she gifted him with that stylish as well as delicious gem encrusted bow. He was hoping to finally get some. To finally indulge his urges with his dream mare. To get this painful nagging throbbing out of his system. But no, Owlicious destroyed that.
In his eyes, she was clearly making moves on his girl! Flirting with her! That stupid lesbian bird!
Though, let it be known that Spike has no problem with lesbians. It’s just that when a girl tries to get it going with the girl of his dreams it made him think of words that have no place in civilized company.
That’s why he went to be alone for a while. To think to himself and cool off, but also to rub himself off in the Whitetail Woods. The last time Twilight caught him making a mess… Let’s just say a month without gems made him learn to either immediately clean his mess up, or to simply use a place that didn’t need cleaning up.
Now he was choosing the latter.
He was jerking himself furiously, thinking about the delicious plot and pristine white coat of his love, but even then Owlicious ruined it for him as she always got on his mind instead. The throbbing of his pink shaft was almost painful, though he just couldn’t get off.
With a sigh he just let go of his hot cock, letting it dangle, glistening with pre in the sunlight as it slowly retreated back into his body while he stomped his way back.
“That bitch,” Spike growled, remembering how she just seemed to mock him every time.
She would do his job, faster than he could. When he tried to talk with her, to put her in her place she would ridicule him with her one-word answers.
And then there was the time this bitch of a bird was flashing him! Bending over to get a book from the shelf before he could, just as he was reaching for it. She would hover over him, with her privates shamelessly on view! That bird was begging for a fierce spanking!
A spanking Spike was more and more itching to provide. Especially with the agitated state he was in.
With a defeated sigh he tried to calm down. The mental picture of actually spanking this naughty bird bringing a smile to his muzzle.
He would bend her over his knee, his claw at the ready, striking her feathery plot over and over again. Her squeaks of distress being music to his ears. Each smack thoroughly satisfying. Her voice getting more and more higher pitched until he heard a loud...moan?
In his fantasy he looked over to the bird with red cheeks and something wet was clinging from her plot to his claw in a wet sticky string...
His smile vanished as he felt his shaft poke out from this fantasy.
“What is wrong with me?!” Spike asked a bit loudly as he just walked out of the forest, only to backpedal right into it yet again.
He quickly slapped himself, trying to ease these perverted thoughts that suddenly seemed to invade his mind and run wild. All involving exactly how he should show Owlicious who is boss, to make this lesbian bird beg for his cock instead of trying to get into his girl’s proverbial pants! Just to use her as his personal slut and cumrag! To show her what she was doing to him! What her teasing and cockblocking does to him! To take it all out on her in the most perverted and twisted ways possible!
And with these thoughts pervading his mind he quickly reached full mast.
A groan escaped his lips.
He really shouldn’t have bought these magazines in that store. They gave him weird ideas. Sure, he found them exciting and reveled in their forceful methods. Celestia knows how many times he jerked off to the thought of dominating Rarity in such a way as it was depicted in the magazines, but an erection wasn’t something he needed now. But then again these fantasies were also probably caused by his horniness. So his inability to masturbate might have also played a claw in this.
Not that it mattered. For the moment he had to get his cock back down. After all he couldn’t walk down the street with a boner on full display. Twilight would have his hide for this...and also prohibit him for gems for a month.
With a sigh he conjured up the most unsexy thoughts he could muster, “Books, checklists, checked checkboxes, library reshelving day…”
...Which were pretty much the things that Twilight found sexy as tartarus. Go figure.
“SPIKE!”
Spike couldn’t help but groan internally as he entered the library.
“Yes Twilight?” he asked hesitantly, not liking her current tone of voice. It just reminded him of how he slowly climbed down the career ladder. Or more precisely how Owlicious is kicking him down.
But then again, maybe things weren’t that bad yet? Maybe he could still solve this without too much trouble. Trying to compromise maybe with that evil cock-blocking owl tease. Twilight at least always tried to hammer the lessons she has learned into his skull, so he might as well use that knowledge. Offering her to be number 1.5 assistant or something other that could work and end this nightmare.
...Or so he thought.
Twilight was fuming as she stepped in front of him and slapped an all too familiar book on the ground. A book whose pages were incinerated…
Suffice to say Twilight didn’t look amused.
“Spike, what is this?” she asked in a rather scolding tone.
“A book,” he answered sarcastically, seeing as how he was rather fed up at this point.
Not that it helped his situation as Twilight gasped.
“Did you just sass me!” Twilight said with all the indignation she could muster as she glared down at the small dragon before shaking her head. “No matter! You said this book was missing! Well, Owlicious found it right where it belonged! So how did it get like this?!”
Spike was fidgeting in place, “Well, I didn’t want to disappoint you and…” he started before noticing the owl that seemed to simply observe their conversation from afar and then threw said owl a fierce glare.
“It’s all your fault! You are trying to denounce me!” Spike said fuming as he stomped past Twilight and pointed an accusing claw at the owl who simply stared at him curiously.
Twilight was quick to interject, “Spike! How could you say such a thing! Owlicious only did what I asked her for! You on the other hoof ruined a perfectly fine book! And accusing her won’t change that fact!”
“But Twilight! She is evil and trying to get rid of me! Don’t you see how she is mocking me! Even right now!”
Owlicious simply stared at him with her best deadpan before responding, “Who?”
“YOU!”
“Who?”
“Y- She is doing it again!” he pointed at the owl once again.
Twilight simply watched between these two. Her eyes wandering as she seemed to try to process this new information. It took her half a minute, before a tired sigh escaped her.
“Spike. This can’t go on like this. You need to learn to live in harmony with her. Especially considering how she is sharing the same work as you. Believe me that I’m not trying to replace you, and neither wants Owlicious. You just need to accept that. And you need to see Owlicious as more than a rival. That is why I’m going to lock you up with Owlicious in the basement for tonight. You two need to work out your differences.”
“But Twilight-”
“No objections!” she declared sternly as she glared down at the dragon before her.
Much to her surprise said dragon was glaring back at her defiantly, making her wonder if Spike was finally going through puberty. Or more like remorsefully seeing at how sassy it made the young dragon.
“Fine!” he growled out before going up to his room to grab a few comics for his amusement for this evening.
Twilight could only shake her head disapprovingly before glancing over to Owlicious.
“I really hope you can work this out with him. I don’t like to see him that upset. Even less to actually be that stern to him.”
Owlicious simply cocked her head while a very grumpy dragon couldn’t help but swear obscenities at a very specific bird.
“This is all your fault!” Spike growled in annoyance as he was sitting down on the bed in the basement by candlelight.
“Who?”
“Yes you!”
“Who?”
“Oh! We are playing that game again, are we?!” Spike said indignantly before waving a comic at her, “I have reading material for a whole night, so whatever you are trying to pull, I can simply ignore you throughout the night!”
“Who!”
Spike was just about to read as this rather particular ‘who’ pulled him out of this notion. It sounded much more serious, as if she wanted to forbid him from simply indulging himself in his comics.
Of course Spike simply snorted, “As if I would listen to you, featherbrain.”
Also let it be known that Spike has nothing against pegasi, despite using a pegasi insult just now. He was just extremely miffed and horny. Especially since he had no way of masturbating with Owlicious creepily watching him the way she was.
Said bird wasn’t all that happy that her request was just denied. So she simply flapped her wings and dived towards the reading dragon.
Spike yelped and barely got time to bring his comic out of the way as Owlicious dived for it. She then accidentally flew square against Spike’s head as both tumbled from the bed to the ground.
A muffled groan escaped the small dragon as he tried to orient himself. He rather fast noticed the feather plum atop of his face.
“Gwet oph mph!” He muffled out.
“W-Who,” Owlicious shakily breathed out as her cheeks seemed rather red, even through her feathers as her eyes locked with Spike’s.
Only then did he notice a distinctive wetness over his mouth. A small opening that seemed to shiver with his every breath as his haughty rival was currently sitting on his face with her most private of areas.
Owlicious quickly, albeit shakily, flew off him. But not before taking his comic on the ground.
However, she didn’t come very far as a claw quickly snapped shut around the comic she was now holding in her claws.
“Who!” she demanded, but Spike glared furiously at her, not liking the idea to have his only pastime being taken away. The only thing he pretty much has left! And now this feathered bitch wanted to take that from him too!
“Let go!” Spike hissed disdainfully, only to be met with another determined ‘who’ as a tug of war began.
Spike started pulling hard, but Owlicious wasn’t going to give up easily as she flapped her wings with determination. Sometimes she would gain ground, only to lose it as Spike would pull harder.
*RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP*
With one final pull the comic gave away as it couldn’t stand the two combined powers tearing at it so ferociously.
Both dragon and owl stumbled back. Spike fell onto his rump in shock, as Owlicious regained her composure mid-flight, eyeing what has transpired.
Spike looked at his torn apart comic as he knelt in front of it. It was one of his favorite no less.
Owlicious could only look at this in shock, before feeling a pang of guilt. Sure, she was meaning well, trying to get him off this comic, so that Spike would interact with her and see that she didn’t mean any harm. To see him sad like this certainly wasn’t anything she wanted. With that in mind she slowly flew to his side, before giving him her best apologetic look.
“Who?”
Owlicious had no time to react as two claws snapped shut around her body, immobilizing her. Two green draconic orbs glared intimidatingly down at her.
She tried to squirm out of his grip, but it was a futile effort.
“You ruined everything!” Spike screamed at her, “I had a good life! Full of comics, praise and a pony I could have laid with! But no! You never seem to be satisfied after you take something from me!” he ranted, before he made a small pause to let his words sink in.
“You were a naughty bird,” Spike continued, “And naughty birds get punished,” he said with a mischievous leer which made Owlicious shiver.
He sat on the edge of the bed before bending this naughty bird over his knee, exposing her feathery rear to him. His right arm held her down, while he lifted up his left claw to execute punishment upon her.
Owlicious had turned her very flexible head to see this as realization dawned upon her. Her struggles quickly got stronger, however it was all in vain as the young dragon wasn’t about to lose his prey from his iron grip.
“Who! Who! Who!” she frantically said, trying to frantically argue with the dragon, who couldn’t help but smile sadistically at his victim.
And then he mercilessly brought his claw down and a loud smack echoed through the empty basement.
*SMACK*
“This is what you get for trying to take Rarity from me!”
*SMACK*
“For trying to replace me as number one assistant!”
*SMACK*
“And this is for being a bitch and sticking your private parts right in my face! Repeatedly!”
*SMACK*
Owlicious feathery rump was positively glowing at this point as Spike simply continued to spank her, and taking great satisfaction out of it. Of course this was only the beginning.
A salacious grin spread across his face as he looked at the form of a quivering Owlicious.
“You know, seeing as you are a big fucking tease, it is time you repay me. I’m quite pend up after you not only sabotaged my efforts with Rarity, but pushed your crotch into my face. Not to mention the problems you caused me made masturbation for me difficult, meaning I have a really big load just for you~”
Owlicious’ face was bright red at this point as she saw Spike’s cock protruding from his shaft. her face was a mere inch away from his pink appendage. She could practically feel the heat radiating from it, as well as smell the musk that it brought.
“What? Never seen a dragon cock before? And here I was thinking with how you are flaunting your twat around that you had fucked through the entire Whitetail Woods, or even the Everfree Forest!”
“W-Who,” Owlicious said embarrassedly, while Spike reveled in her timid answer. He was finally the one in charge again! He, and he alone! No longer would she ruin everything for him!
His cock jerked at the thought of regaining his lost control, and his hips jerked. This movement caused his cock to slap the feathered slut across the cheek, making her cheeks only redden more.
‘Yes,’ thought Spike, ‘Now you know how I feel. Being the one on the bottom.’
He then held her down with his spanking claw, while taking her head into his other claw and forcing her beak against the tip of his cock.
“Open up,” he all too eagerly said as he moved his claw along her face and forced her beak open. After that he sunk his first inch of hot throbbing cockmeat with a jerk of his hips into his new slut.
Spike groaned at the feeling of her wet hot maw engulfing his length slowly. Inch after inch it sunk down into her before he stopped short before her throat. He then waited for his bitch to start, but Owlicious didn’t move a muscle.
His claw came down on her rear yet again with a loud *SMACK*.
“Get to work!” he growled and Owlicious did exactly that with a muffled squeak.
She slowly started to bob her head up and down on his length making Spike lean his head back as he enjoyed this new pleasurable sensation. But at the same time he kept his spanking going. Smacking her even as she was bobbing her head faster to please him.
Her wet maw was certainly worth the trouble she caused as Spike felt his shaft spewing pre freely, giving his new pet a taste of what was to come.
Smack after smack followed as Spike thrust his hips slightly into her face along with her movements. He didn’t even notice that his claw slowly started to get wet, or that Owlicious’ pussylips were quivering with excitement.
Only a stronger spurt of her potent juices along his claw made him notice this distinct wetness.
He pulled his claw away and saw a string of translucent sticky fluid sticking from his claw to her now puffy looking birdpussy.
“Y-You like that?” Spike asked clearly surprised. as he eyed the trembling form before him. She took his cock out of her mouth before turning her head to stare at him with half-lidded eyes.
“W-Who~” Owlicious cooed all too approvingly in her shaking form.
It took Spike all but a moment before a perverted grin spread wide over his face.
“Seems like I have a little needy slut here~” Spike purred as he leaned down beside
Owlicious’ head.
The hot breath of this dominating dragon made her shudder in pleasure once again, as she stuck her rump out even more.
“Who~”
Spike chuckled as he pulled his head back, before grabbing her head once again and shoving it against his junk, smearing pre all over her feathery cheeks.
“Get to work my little whore,” Spike demanded with a hungry feral grin.
Owlicious let out an approving ‘who’ before she opened her beak wide and engulfed the entirety of his hot and precum dripping cockmeat once again.
Said bird all too eagerly got back to work as her tongue started to swirl around his smooth length, trying to lick every single drop of delicious salty pre from it.
As she gave the sensitive underside of his shaft a lick, Spike couldn’t help but grunt.
“J-Just like that!”
Owlicious let out a soft muffled ‘who’, sending pleasurable jolts through Spike as he pushed her head all the deeper. The slutty bird followed his movement as she took his hot draconic shaft down her throat.
Spike groaned as he felt the rather tight walls convulsing around his length, massaging it in all the right ways. He had trouble to believe just how good this little whores mouth was and was chastising himself for not doing this to her from the very beginning.
However, as soon as the wet and warm feeling of her throat came it was gone as Owlicious pulled completely out, making Spike groan in frustration.
She looked submissively, but also pleadingly on his spanking claw that rested on her body. The message becoming quite clear to him
“Heh. So you like getting spanked?” Owlicious nodded timidly, “I can provide you with that!”
And just like that his claw came rushing down again and met her ass with a loud cracking *SMACK*.
“WHOOOOOOO~” Owlicious all too approvingly ‘who’ed’ as her back arched. But she was quickly back as Spike’s other claw pushed on her head.
“Don’t slack off now, slut!”
Owlicious all too eagerly obeyed as she lurched forward and lodged his pillar of flesh into her throat with one push. Spike grunted as Owlicious then started to rapidly bob her head up and down his dripping shaft, all the while being guided by his one free claw.
Wet slurping as well as hard smacks echoed through the basement as they both continued their perverted session. Each spanking smack however was sounding wetter and wetter as the perverted owl was soaking wet at this point, clearly getting off from the rough treatment.
Spike couldn’t help but lick his in femjuices coated hand with his tongue, humming approvingly at the taste.
More and more of his own pre was set free at the same time as Owlicious was doing a rather good job at fellating him.
Spike could feel his edge approaching fast and he knew he wouldn’t hold out long with such a nice hot and tight throat to occupy.
With one final thrust he pushed her head down, groaning loudly as his member pulsed with the long overdue deluge of semen that had gathered in his small frame. Gush after gush of his salty and virile spunk was pumped down her gullet as Spike continued to spank her little rump.
The combination of an especially fierce spank, as well as the saltiness that was climbing up her overfilled stomach caused Owlicious to be send into a world of bliss as well.
Her entire body shuddered as her juices splattered against the claw that had just spanked her glowing rear hard. A muffled cry followed by a lewd gurgle echoed from her filled gullet as she was riding out wave after wave of her climax.
Spike slowly started to pull her head from his junk as the last of his salty jizz landed in her mouth and square across her face.
The tired owl meanwhile was slumping down as her orgrasm ended and she started to enjoy the pleasurable afterglow it provided her.
However, Spike had other plans. He grabbed her prone form from his knee and laid her with her belly on the bed, before clambering behind her and taking her behind in his claws, kneading it roughly.
“Who?” questioned Owlicious tiredly as she looked back at the predator that has so roughly handled her. A predator that was licking his hips hungrily as his cock swayed in the dim light of the candles.
“I’m not done with you yet! After all, this is punishment time for you naughty little bird!” he exclaimed as he moved his hips forward and rubbed his pointed tip against her puffy vulva.
Owlicious turned her head and eyed the dragon needily as she let out a cooing ‘who’ as she grinded her hips against his hot cock.
Spike, seeing her approval of his actions, couldn’t help but chuckle.
“You are really rather needy, aren’t you?” he chuckled, earning an approving ‘who’ from her.
“Well, better not let you slut wait.”
With that he pushed his hips forward as the tip of his cock parted her luscious lips.
Her twat seemed all too eager as she practically pulled him in, her walls clenching and clamping around this pleasurable invader.
“Who~” Owlicious cooed out lewdly as her walls were stretched by too large cock for her.
Shivers of excitement ran up her spine as she felt him push forcefully deeper into her. Stretching inch after inch of her velvety pink walls around him.
Before long he pulled back and then thrust into her again, making her coo yet again.
Spike grunted as he felt her walls clamping around his shaft, massaging it and trying to coax his seed from him. He all too eagerly responded by pushing even deeper but then found himself having trouble as the passage got suddenly much tighter. Spike knew exactly why that was the case though.
Being Twilight’s brother in a sense made him of course read many books throughout his life. Some more interesting than others. And one day he even read one on the reproductive system of birds. It was a rather interesting read considering he found out that birds don’t have wombs. The egg does replace the function of the womb and make it unnecessary. That is the reason why after the uterus the oviduct follows directly. And since the oviduct wasn’t made for taking cock it is a smaller passage than the uterus he was currently enjoying.
This knowledge of course made Spike quite curious. He had still a way to go with his cock, and the thought of violating a tight passage that wasn’t meant for his draconic member only turned him on more.
With that he gently prodded the tight passage. Fortunately his member was pointed and not flat, meaning he could slowly stretch it open and with that have it far easier than any stallion ever could.
Owlicious squirmed a little as she felt her oviduct slowly stretch wider and wider from the pointed tip of Spike’s cock.
Spike himself grunted not just from the effort but also from the tight squeezing of her oviduct. He thought that her slutty throat and uterus were tight, but her oviduct certainly took the cake in that regard!
It was squeezing around his cock like a rubber glove, slowly forming in the shape of his dick with each pleasurable push into her.
“Whooo~” Owlicious cooed as she felt herself being filled in a passage that wasn’t meant to take thick draconic cock. His cock hereby was rubbing nicely against her stretched sensitive walls, sending the little bird slut into an ecstatic high as her inner passage was overworked by Spike’s rock-hard shaft.
For Spike this progress was too slow however as he buried one claw into her rear, while the other held Owlicious’ head down, completely immobilizing her as his hips pulled backwards, before he shoved them forwards and deep down her oviduct.
“WHOOOOO~!” Owlicious positively screamed as a gush of juices splattered wetly against Spike’s thighs, making him halt for a moment as he enjoyed the feel of her inner walls spasming wildly around his hot throbbing cock.
“Did you just come from having your oviduct violated little slut?” Spike playfully teased, earning a high-pitched sounding ‘who’ from her.
He all too eagerly leaned over her prone form then started to thrust back into her all the harder, and with that then sunk the last of his shaft into the little bird bitch who was shuddering in ecstasy.
Spike enjoyed his little pet to his fullest as his thrusts not only got harder, but also faster. The way her hot dripping walls hugged him tightly, especially her oviduct, and how she was starting to frantically ‘who’ in her delirious state was music to his ears and made it all the more enjoyable.
The extra lubrication of her feminine juices certainly helped things along, making it easy to sheath the little slut on his rock-hard rod again and again.
Wet squelching soon filled the air along the orgasmic ‘who’s’ that were needily moaned out by the horny owl.
Spike himself couldn’t suppress his primal grunts as well, but that only enhanced the situation for both. It made the situation feel like a predator was using his helpless prey. To use her as an onahole for his pleasure. A mere toy to satisfy his lust.
Juices were streaming from Owlicious’ cunt just as freely as they did from Spike’s shaft, making said cunt a wet dripping mess of smeared sticky juices that quickly ruined the sheets below them.
Pants, moans, grunts and ‘who’s’ got more feverish and needy with each time Spike’s hips slapped wetly against Owlicious feathery rump.
They soon were nothing more than a blur as Spike felt his edge approaching, motivating to pummel her sexy rump just as hard as when he slapped her. Owlicious was getting close as well as the rapid jackhammering send jolts of pleasure down her spine and through her entire small frame.
Both of his claws were digging into her backside for the last stretch as he let her rump jiggle from this forceful breeding of his new slut.
“WHO FOR ME MY LITTLE WHORE!” Spike growled out as he pulled her back hard one last time, filling her oviduct completely with his thick fuckmeat as he climaxed.
“WHOOOOO~!” Owlicious moaned out as she felt the first spurts of virile dragon seed flooding her canal, soaking her walls in a perverse white.
She started to squirt a torrent of her juices as her body was wracked with the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced. Her world turned completely white as her back arched and her black orbs rolled up into her skull. She was tensing, trembling, and clenching wildly around this thick dragon cock that was stretching and filling her so completely.
Spike meanwhile jerked his hips a few more times, grinding deeper into her as her walls were milking him with each spurt of searing hot dragon cum that was defiling her walls.
He could feel her body slightly distending from the huge amount of spunk that he was dumping into his new little cum dumpster.
Owlicious simply writhed around as she felt her canal overflowing with his hot cum. Just as his spunk was starting to drip out of her lewd hole and onto the sheets below did his orgasm taper off. Her own shortly followed as she went limp.
Spike fell beside her, his body equally limb as he yawned.
“Best clean up here a bit before Twilight notices the mess,” he said but halted as he felt Owlicious cuddling close to him, a satisfied smile gracing her beak.
He couldn’t help but smile himself. It seems they have found some common ground where they could agree on.
“I guess I could still clean up later,” he softly said, before reaching for her and pulling her close to his chest. His cock was still buried deeply into her, pulsing together with his heartbeat. Owlicious and Spike enjoyed the silence for a good while as they both couldn’t help but smile at their newfound friendship.
“Wow, Spike! You and Owlicious have gotten rather close!” Twilight exclaimed as they were having breakfast. Owlicious hereby was sitting on one of Spike’s knees while cuddling the drake throughout the entirety of his meal. Twilight found it rather endearing and giggled more than a few times at seeing Spike’s distressed face.
“Uh, yeah...I guess?” Spike said while rubbing the back of his head, while Owlicious still cuddled close to him. It was honestly getting rather embarrassing for the dragon.
Yes, he wanted to show Owlicious who is boss around here. For her to be submissive to him and do everything he says. To be his slut and cumdump in private. But he definitely wasn’t thinking of her cuddling him in full view of his surrogate sister!
“I never thought giving you a night alone to talk things out would work wonders like that, but then again, you are my number one assistant aren’t you?” she said while rubbing his head spikes, making him blush slightly from the praise.
“Really Spike, I’m so proud of you! You got over your grudge and managed to befriend Owlicious!”
Spike grinned nervously as he tried to shove this overly affectionate bird away, but with little success. Each time he thought he had it she simply would attack him with a hug from another angle. Eventually he gave up, and simply hoped Twilight wouldn’t recognize what this affection really meant.
Luckily for him she seemed to be just every part of the oblivious librarian virgin that she was.
“Ooh! This is perfect! You could write a friendship report to Celestia about this!” Twilight said with glee as she tapped her forehooves together.
‘Yeah,’ Spike thought sarcastically, ‘Dear Princess Celestia, today I learned that rape can in fact solve all your problems if your rape victim is a submissive masochistic rape fetishist bird slut. Your faithful Master, Spike the Dragon.’
‘Wonder how well that would go,’ he thought, but couldn’t help the grin at imagining how the Princesses’ serene mask would probably crack at such a highly inappropriate message.
He then looked down to the still cuddling over-affectionate bird as he then noticed a distinct wetness on his knee as Owlicious started to deliberately grind her pussy against it.
‘Maybe. Just maybe it isn’t so bad,’ he thought as he sneaked a claw down under the table before he plunged three full fingers into Owlicious’ already dripping hot twat, and stretching it out rather nicely.
Owlicious buried her beak into his neck muffling her pleasure filled ‘who’ moan which luckily got unnoticed by Twilight as she just went over to the sink to wash her plate. Owlicious then looked up while he started to thrust his slick fingers in a forceful rhythm in and out of his very own bitch.
Those black beautiful needy orbs looked back into his, seemingly begging for more attention as his cock was already rock hard. He pulled his fingers with a wet squelch out of her and then took her feathery rear in his claws.
‘Maybe it isn’t bad at all,’ he thought before he plunged his cock into her, riding Owlicious like the little needy slut she was.
She gave him a loving kiss on his cheek, showing him all of her love. She was going to be his for all eternity. She would belong to him and his draconic cock. And she couldn’t be happier with it.
