By the time the Winter Solstice was nearing its arrival upon Equestria, most of the nation was welcomed with the colorful plethora of nature as the leaves changed their color all around. The weather may have been growing colder with each passing day, but most Equestrians were able to ignore the occasional annoyance of morning frost in exchange for all of the autumn season’s benefits. Whether that was the welcome addition of hot beverages and soups in most restaurants, the return of pumpkin-flavoring in almost every imaginable product, or the reemergence of scarves and wool caps in fashion, most ponies had a lot to be thankful for during the fall months.

Of course, for the township of Ponyville, it was crystal-clear that the biggest upside to fall was in the return of their favorite holiday: Nightmare Night.

Hearts & Hooves Day may have been a fantastic day for romance, and Hearth’s Warming was undoubtedly perfect in bringing everyone together in harmony; however, there was something about Nightmare Night that got every citizen of Ponyville in higher spirits. Carved pumpkins and ghoulish decorations were lining the streets weeks in advance to the event, and the excitement only grew with each day that passed closer to that exciting night. Discussions about costumes and prank plans could be heard in lots of casual conversations, and everypony was buzzing about what they were planning to do that night. By the time the holiday was set to begin after sundown, even Cranky Doodle seemed content with joining Matilda with the festivities.

However, unlike previous years when Ponyville celebrated the event, it seemed that this year’s Nightmare Night was gartering even more excitement than expected. Twilight Sparkle wanted to assume it was because of Princess Luna’s planned arrival to the town to commence the festivities; unfortunately, the unicorn had a hunch that it wasn’t solely because of that. In fact, as she and Fluttershy walked down the main road of Ponyville while the sun was still up, the librarian quickly learned of what else was gaining attention around town. Fluttershy kept her muzzle clenched shut while carrying an awkward look, and tried not to glance over at Twilight’s peeved expression upon reading the flier her friend gave her.

The bright-pink paper was unbelievably eye-catching, and had sketched portraits of Spike and Fizzle’s faces at the top of the page. Underneath that was the large, boldly-fonted headline that displayed the title of their planned event for the evening: ‘Clop For A Cause!’

“Ugh!” Twilight looked undoubtedly pissed while scanning the gaudy page, which reminded her friend of how the unicorn acted when Spike first came back from the Dragon Lands. “I specifically told them not to make these fliers,” she muttered under her breath, while her horn remained lit to hold up the paper and read the description below:

Hey, guys! Are candy apples and field mazes too boring for you? Do you wanna enjoy some more adult fun on Nightmare Night?~ If so, Spike and Fizzle are offering a tantalizing alternative to the more “Family Friendly” venues happening around town. And best of all, you can help out Ponyville by attending too!
Just come to the Far West orchard on Sweet Apple Acres, and get the chance to have some quality fun with either of Ponyville’s fun dragon studs all night~ All that you need to bring is a costume to wear, a donation of five bits minimum, and the enthusiasm needed to bring these scaled beauties to their knees~
All proceeds will go towards much-needed repairs to the Ponyville Schoolhouse, as well as new school supplies and learning materials. Ponyville’s youth depends on your support, so come on by and get some relief for a great cause! The event starts after sundown, and we’ll both be waiting eagerly~

If there weren’t a bunch of children running around the streets in costumes already, Twilight would’ve likely made a scene by tearing that flier to shreds and storming towards those two nymphos. But alas, the mare was able to stop herself as she closed her eyes, and took a couple calming breaths. Meanwhile, Fluttershy bit her lip as she reached out and took that paper from Twilight’s aura, making sure to fold it inward so nopony behind them read that glaring title. The pegasus then waited until Twilight sighed before clarifying, “Ummm… Just so you know, I found that flier in Rainbow Dash’s saddlebag when she asked me to help find her keys. I haven’t seen any of those around town where kids could see them.”

Twilight may have still been upset, but that clarification made her huff with a more relieved expression on her face. “Okay then… that’s good to know, I guess…”

During the unicorn’s pause, Fluttershy nodded silently as she slipped that page back into her own bag. However, the yellow mare’s muzzle wrinkled in confusion upon recalling what Twilight said while reading it. After blinking a couple times, she glanced back at her friend and asked, “Wait… If you told them not to make those fliers, does that mean you knew about the event itself?”

Twilight sighed bitterly as she covered her face with a hoof, and nodded begrudgingly to Fluttershy’s question. “Yeah, I… I may have helped them get their fundraiser approved by Mayor Mare.”

Fluttershy’s eyes widened to the size of saucers. “Wait, really?!” she asked with a look of genuine surprise on her face. “But how… how did that happen?”

After another sharp exhale, Twilight put her hoof down so she could look back at the pegasus. “Well, while Spike was training his ‘apprentice’ around town, they heard from a couple stallions that Cheerilee was having a lot of financial issues with the schoolhouse. I looked into it myself, and apparently she needs to get the school’s foundation and septic tank repaired before winter comes in.”

Fluttershy sucked some air through her teeth, and winced uncomfortably. “Oh, dear… was that because of that prank Snips and Snails did?”

Twilight clenched her muzzle as she nodded back at her, not needing to say much more than that. Even though she was just as upset with those two colts as a lot of other ponies were, she was grateful that Cheerilee didn’t outright expel them for flushing a lit cherry-bomb down the toilet. Of course, given how badly the blowback was for Snips and Snails, who were unfortunate enough to have stayed in that bathroom during the explosion, she couldn’t blame the teacher for going a little easier on them. Even if the aptly-named “brown-out” that coated the bathroom and those colts was greatly exaggerated, she could agree with Cheerilee that making them clean up the mess (alongside the Hazmat crew hired to repair the damage) was punishment enough.

“So… since Ponyville doesn’t have the funds to fix the school themselves,” continued Twilight as she and Fluttershy began to walk once more, “Spike figured that he and Fizzle could organize a means to get donations during Nightmare Night. I thought the idea was absolutely ludicrous, but... he actually managed to give a fair argument after getting the details finalized.”

“Really?” asked Fluttershy as she kept her befuddled expression while walking. “I mean, I can understand wanting to help out Cheerilee, but how did he manage to get that sort of idea approved?”

Twilight sighed once more, and gave an understanding shrug before she began to explain. “Well for starters, he and Fizzle were able to convince Big Mac to let them use the West orchard of the farm, since that’s the furthest possible spot from Ponyville’s limits. He also got Rarity and Rainbow Dash to run some tests for him, and verify that it’s a safe-enough distance from any of the family-friendly venues to not break any noise ordinances or indecency laws.”

“Hmmm…” Fluttershy nodded as she gave those details some thought, remembering that Sweet Apple Acres did have a lot of property space to justify that claim. Not to mention, the West orchard had a large plethora of matured apple trees, which made any aerial visibility of the ground near-impossible when flying over it. She obviously never thought about where a venue of that variety could be held, but she couldn’t deny that it was probably one of the best options. “That… kinda makes sense, I guess? I mean, that’s usually where Rainbow Dash takes her naps since it’s so secluded.”

“Exactly,” noted Twilight, happy that Fluttershy wasn’t immediately dismissive of Spike’s controversial plan. “I mean, I think Applejack and Granny Smith were on the fence about it at first, but Spike promised to get the proper barriers set up so no kids tried to sneak in. And to be fair, he and Fizzle actually did help Mac and Caramel set up a fence around the area. It’s only temporary, but from what I’ve seen, it looked pretty secure.”

“Well, that’s good to know,” replied Fluttershy with a faint smile, even though she was still rightfully confused about her scaled friend actually getting away with such a thing. “But still, I can’t imagine what he had to do to get Mayor Mare to be okay with it.”

Twilight’s head skewed to the side as she carried an understanding look, and took a second before answering honestly. “Well… that was kinda where I came in to assist them. Even though I wasn’t completely on board with the plan, I… reluctantly agreed to go around town and survey Ponyville’s citizens for their input.”

Fluttershy couldn’t help cringing from hearing that detail, not wanting to even ask how awkward that may have been. Even though she knew most of the town was at least tolerant of Spike’s antics, she also knew about that infamous Raspberry Mousse incident; there haven’t been any confrontations since, but she was sure that those girls weren’t the only ones who disapproved of the drake and his protègè. “Oh my… Well, I’m guessing by Spike’s fliers that the survey was successful, at least?”

“Oh, definitely!” said Twilight with a sharp exhale, and a glance back at Fluttershy which suggested she was just as surprised as her. “I mean, I chose to only interview Ponyville’s stallions for obvious reasons, but I was shocked at how positive the reception was! Wait a second…”

Twilight stopped to light up her horn, and Fluttershy paused in wait while tilting her head confusedly. With a sudden burst of her magic, Twilight summoned a clipboard she teleported from her place, which she handed to the pegasus to read over. “Seriously, look at those statistics!” she exclaimed while pointing a hoof at the various numbers and pie charts. “I must’ve interviewed hundreds of ponies that day, and over seventy-nine percent said they’d participate in the fund-raiser if it was approved. AND, over ninety percent of those ponies said they’d donate five bits or more! By the time I got all the numbers triple-checked, I was actually just as confident in Spike’s plan as he was!”

Fluttershy’s brows rose immensely as she read over the statistics, and looked just as floored by the positive results as the unicorn did. “Oh my… Twilight, that’s a lot of money!”

“I know!” Twilight took the clipboard back, and shook her head with a befuddled scoff. “I mean, even if only half of those stallions actually went through with participating, they’d still raise more than enough money to cover all of Cheerilee’s repair costs! Spike and I were expecting to go through a lot of red-tape when it came to getting the Mayor’s go-ahead, but the meeting lasted less than five minutes after she saw my statistics.”

“Wow!~” Fluttershy looked legitimately happy after hearing everything, and smiled proudly at her friend for her and Spike’s efforts. “I gotta say, that’s really impressive, Twilight! I mean, it might not be my thing, but I can definitely respect Spike for going through with it.”

“You know what? I can respect it too.” Twilight smiled more naturally after making that response, and blinked a couple times with the realization that she wasn’t just saying that to be polite. Despite how controversial Spike’s plan was, she could actually admit she was proud of him for trying such a means for a selfless cause. However, even with that realization ringing in her head to make her feel better, the mare still sighed more bitterly as her smile dampened. “But still… I really wish he and Fizzle didn’t make those fliers.”

“Well, hopefully it’ll get them more ponies to donate, at least” Fluttershy responded with a hesitant shrug. “I agree it’s probably not the best way to do it, but it’s nice they’re showing so much initiative.”

“Hmmmm… I suppose so…” After another moment of thought, Twilight sighed reluctantly before she and Fluttershy went back to walking once more.

During their trot through Ponyville, Fluttershy looked back at her friend to ask, “So… do you know where Spike and Fizzle are now?”

“The last I heard, they’re getting fitted for their Nightmare Night costumes at Rarity’s.” Twilight thought that fact for a bit, and tried not to wince before adding in an awkward-sounding tone, “Ugh, I can only imagine what outfits those two are choosing for tonight…”

Fluttershy, who could understand the mare’s apprehension regarding that topic, shrugged more contently as she gave a response. “Well… Hopefully Rarity isn’t too swamped with commissions to make costumes for them as well. I know this season is really busy for her.”

Despite nodding to the pegasus’ concerns, Twilight seemed more confident with their friend’s abilities when she said, “Honestly, if anypony can handle the extra pressure, it would be her. Nightmare Night may be a busy time of year, but I’m more than sure that Rarity can fit in those two with ease.”

“AAAAHHHH!!~ I… I don’t know how much more I can fit!!~”

Fizzle cried out shakily while gripping the armrest of Rarity’s couch with his claws, but his strained voice wasn’t dire enough to deter the cocky unicorn mounting him. Instead, Rarity’s confident smirk remained as stable and daunting as the black, faux-leather strapon she was wearing around her waist. Even though the mare wouldn’t have even fathomed wearing such an obscene attire in her life less than two months ago (not to mention, inside of her own shop), the sexual awakening she experienced alongside her friends helped to broaden her horizons immensely. While the Carousel Boutique was locked shut with a ‘Closed’ sign out front, the unicorn was confident with her home’s sound-proof design to make sure Fizzle was squealing like a banshee.

Her hips rocked hard against that scaled backside, and she shivered with each movement she made into Fizzle’s surprisingly tight hole. Spike’s apprentice may have been getting the business end of that strapon, which was equipped with a red silicone copy of a stallion’s cock as thick as a colt’s foreleg, but that didn’t mean Rarity was completely unpenetrated herself. The inside of her garment had a slightly smaller dildo that stuck out the opposite end as the one going into Fizzle, and ensured that each thrust she made gave both of them a much-needed filling. But despite how much the unicorn’s fur stuck out with each satisfactory slide of that toy into her dripping cunt, she was still able to grit her teeth and ram into Fizzle like the slut he was.

“Mmmmph!~ M-My goodness, you… you dragons are tremendously tight, aren’t you?~” She tried to keep her voice as domineering as it was articulate, but her gasping breaths between thrusts made that harder than expected. But alas, she was still able to talk while plowing into the moaning dragon relentlessly. “I… I remember Spike was the same whe… w-when I used this strapon on him last week~”

Given how tightly he was gripping Rarity’s armrest, Fizzle’s expression was winced in worry that he was going to accidentally rip the fabric with his claws. However, with how coarsely the slutty unicorn was shoving that toy into his hole, and how badly his own cock was throbbing while dangling untouched between his legs, the dragon was doubtful he could control himself any more than he already was. His moans of rapture were as faint as they were shaky, and his body helplessly rocked from each pounding thrust Rarity delivered with her strapon. It may have not had the same warmth or sensation as a real cock, but the way it grinded against the dragon’s prostate left him just as enamored for more.

“Aaaaahhhh!!~” Fizzle’s head reeled upward as he tried to cry out direly, but he knew that nothing would contain what he felt was coming up next. “Mmmm… M-Miss Rarity! I… I’m gon… I’m g-gonna--”

“NNNNPHH!!~” Judging by how hard the unicorn was biting her lip while her cheeks were blushed, it seemed that Rarity was reaching the same precipice Fizzle was. Her expression was tightly clenched in focus, and her thrusts bore down rapidly so her toy could stimulate herself as much as the dragon’s needy tailhole. She tried to stay confident, but the increasingly randy pulsations of her cunny being relentlessly skewered and rubbed left her panting hotly between words. “You… Y-You better cum on the towel, you… you N-NAUGHTY BOY!!~”

With her last few pounding thrusts into the shrieking beast beneath her, Rarity was left moaning just as needily as Fizzle as they hit those much-desired sweet spots. Fizzle was rocking his hips back against that thick strapon, making sure those last few rubs against his prostate would set him over the edge. Of course, with the way his cock was twitching and leaking profusely between his legs (and fortunately, over the multiple towels Rarity laid across the couch for sanitary reasons), the dragon was already well over the line as he pulled his head back and cried out in elation. “GNNNAAAHHHHH!!!~”

That draconic cock throbbed hard without needing to be touched, and immediately started to spurt out his load continuously like a broken faucet. Fizzle’s entire body writhed in pleasure from how hard the unicorn milked his prostate, and his nerves were mercilessly frayed to leave his scales tingling all over. His body froze from the waves of euphoria sweeping throughout himself, and all he could do was cry out blissfully during his voluptuous orgasm. Meanwhile, his cock was thoroughly spent by the time he was finished cumming, and the majority of Rarity’s towels were sloppily drenched in the thick puddle of Fizzle’s thick and sticky cum.

“AAAAHHH!!~” Rarity’s orgasm wasn’t nearly as theatrical as the dragon slut’s, but her body still spasmed wildly as she rode that toy hard with her final thrust into the dragon. Her well-used cunny tried to clench around the silicone as hard as it could, and provided just enough release to make her marehood start gushing through the strapon. Rivulets of her arousal dribbled down the insides of her hind-legs, and the strong scent of estrogen was just as apparent as Fizzle’s unwavering musk. Her white, sweat-matted fur was trying to stand on end from her titillated state, and her legs buckled a little while struggling to stay mounted. Rarity wasn’t sure how long her own climax lasted, but it was long enough to leave her feeling thoroughly satisfied by the time she sighed in deep release and collapsed atop of Fizzle’s back.

The two were left panting weakly while laid across the couch, unable to move an inch as they came down from such a lustful high. Their bodies were drenched in an unholy mixture of each other’s sweat, and also their secretions that have accumulated into the soaked towels they were resting on. The mare remained buried inside of him during the majority of their rest, but it didn’t seem like Fizzle minded in the slightest with the dopey smile spread across his content expression. Neither of them said anything while basking in the afterglow of their raunchy session, but that didn’t mean the mood couldn’t be interrupted by a cheeky statement nearby.

“Mmmmmghhh… Holy crap, that was hot~” said Rainbow Dash, who was apparently watching that entire display from a nearby loveseat she was sprawled across with her limbs spread out lewdly. She wasn’t nearly as drained as Rarity or Fizzle, but it was clear she was coming down from her own orgasm from earlier that day. Since her hind-legs were spread open, her stretched-out pussy was fully exposed while still caked in thick blotches of Spike’s cum. And much like her friend, Dash had a tiredly pleased smirk on her face while giving a half-lidded stare towards the two. “Okay, I gotta hand it to ya, Rare. You really do seem as rough as Spike claims you are~”

Rarity tried to chuckle in delight, but all that came from her muzzle was a weak huff alongside her faintly veiled smile. But alas, she still looked back at Rainbow with a thankful nod while sprawled on top of Fizzle’s scaled back. “W-Well, I… I certainly wouldn’t mind displaying my prowess towards you when I get my strength back up~”

From the way Rainbow’s grin widened back at her, it seemed that she was more than happy to make that arrangement in the near future. However, the unicorn then let out a sharper exhale before she tried to pull herself back up. “But right now… I feel like a thorough cleanup should be in order before my next clients arrive in a half hour. And all of us need showers immediately.”

Dash was tempted to make the obvious suggestion of a shared shower, but she was too tired from her session with Spike to contemplate that option so soon. So instead, she sighed with a shrug and responded with, “Well, I’ll be sure to head up as soon as Spike is finished. Honestly, I’m kinda surprised you didn’t learn any of Twilight’s deep-cleaning spells yet.”

Rarity huffed more coyly and rolled her eyes. “I might be a talented mare Rainbow, but I’m not on Twilight’s levels when it comes to magic. If I were to even try to use a spell of that capacity, I’d be unconscious for at least a week.”

“I… I’ll help you clean up, Rarity,” muttered Fizzle feebly, even though he looked out for the count as he laid in a puddle of his own cum. “A-After making those costumes for us, it… i-it’s the least I can do…”

Rarity looked down at the dragon with a warm and thankful smile, and bent in to kiss the back of his neck. “And that’s why I couldn’t be happier about your apprenticeship with Spike. You’re really coming along when it comes to learning friendship~”

“Pbbt!” Rainbow didn’t want to criticize her friend’s compliment, but her scoff was unavoidable as she said with her hooves up to air-quote her reply. “Yeah, Rarity. ‘Friendship~’”

Rarity’s smile dampened a bit, but her only response to that mocking response was a roll of her eyes. Fortunately, the three were interrupted when they heard Spike’s voice from upstairs. “Okay, guys!~ I think I’m ready to show off my costume!”

“Ooh, splendid!~” After that cheerful response, Rarity groaned as she slowly pulled out of Fizzle to leave him writhing hard. Fortunately, the shuddering dragon only let out a slutty moan as that thick toy slipped out of him, leaving his hole massively stretched-out and ready for Nightmare Night. Rarity clenched her eyes shut as she lit up her horn, and shivered herself while removing her toy and strapon as carefully as she could. Her body was still matted in sweat and the remnants of her sticky arousal, but she still looked quite serene as she stood on her hooves once more. Her own marehood looked rather opened-up, but the unicorn didn’t mind in the slightest when she caught a brief glance from one of her many mirrors that littered the shop. In fact, the mare smiled a little wider upon noticing such a lewd exposure, as if that sign of usage was something she was prideful of.

“We’ve just finished up down here, Spikey!~” she chirped happily, not seeming to mind how raunchy the aftermath would’ve appeared from any outside eyes. If she were to see how she and her shop looked a couple months ago, she probably would’ve had a stroke and a heart attack at the same time. But now, her demeanor was shockingly casual as she and her friends looked up towards the stairs for Spike’s premiere. “If you need any assistance with the makeup, feel free to ask.”

“It’s alright, I already did it~” said Spike while he was out of sight. “And I gotta say…”

With that pause for dramatic effect, Spike finally made his appearance as he began to descend down the stairs towards the three. Fizzle was still slumped across the couch, but he pulled his head up as he gasped and widened his eyes. Rarity and Rainbow Dash looked equally as impressed by the drake’s costume, and even blushed upon seeing the final result of Spike’s chosen look…

The slutty dragon may have not had the largest physique to truly display what he had to offer, but his costume was just as blatant and sultry as his confident attitude. A tight, hot-pink crop-top was wrapped around the top part of his torso, hugging his scales and giving the appearance of a bust atop his rounded figure. An equally small, bright purple mini-skirt with a plaid design was draped around Spike’s waist, and barely did anything to conceal himself as a notable tent poked the front of the garment. The skirt also gave a fantastic accentuation of his thick hips, and showed off his plump rear just as enticingly as the pink panties that could be seen poking beneath the back of the fabric’s hem. His legs may have been short and pudgy, but every curve was caressed beautifully by the tight fishnet stockings that came down from the skirt to his shoes. Spike’s interpretation of “high-heels” could barely be considered such a thing when the clear heels themselves were less than two inches tall, but they still helped give the drake a wonderfully feminine posture as he descended the stairs.

Of course, despite how gaudy and eye-catching Spike’s ‘Street-Walker’ costume looked from head to toe, it was the dragon’s face that caught all three of his friends by surprise. With the makeup provided by Rarity, Spike managed to doll up his face in a way to make him look undoubtedly slutty and feminine for Nightmare Night’s big event. Heavy fake-lashes were donned over his darkly mascaraed eyelids, which made each blink of his eyes look all the more sultry for any stallion’s gaze. A tastefully thick blush of pink rouge coated both of his pudgy cheeks, and added to how tantalizing his appearance became. Across his smirking lips was a thick, lusciously deep-red coat of lipstick that was as shimmering as the purest ruby. And to top it all off, Spike made sure to wear a matching pink bow atop his head, almost as if he was presenting himself as a proper gift for Ponyville that night.

Spike felt like a completely reborn drake as he walked down the steps for his friends to see. The enamored looks of awe from Fizzle and the mares made Spike’s heart swell with pride, and he couldn’t help feeling like a Princess from the way his presence left the shop silent. He already knew since that fateful night in the Dragon Lands that he was destined for the life he had now, and never had any doubts about his promiscuity in the months that passed. However, as he came down to the ground floor of the shop in his scantily-clad attire, and walked across the marble floors with his heels clacking like a stripper’s, the drake couldn’t have felt more comfortable with how he saw himself in that very moment.

It may have been his Nightmare Night costume, but Spike knew that it was also a true reflection of how he wanted to see himself. After taking a deep breath in contentment, and sighing with an elated smile on his dolled-up face, Spike struck a pose as he eyed the three stunned faces and said with the utmost confidence:

“... I have never felt this hot in my entire life~”

Author's Note

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