Commissions

by Zexoguy

Rating: mature
Tags: Random, Anthro, Main 6, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Spike, Other, Sex
Length: 16872

Here's where you can read all the shorts that I've been commissioned to write.

Have a short story you'd like to see me write? Just send me a commission request and I'll do it for you. Then when it's done, you can read it right here. I do stories of all different types (within certain boundaries) from comedy to shipping to action to crossovers. Regular ponies, anthros or Equestria Girls. And they'll all be available to the viewing public right here.

Quality writing, competitive prices! That's the Zexoguy guarantee!

Published 2017-05-25 02:10:01 UTC
Last updated 2021-10-13 01:50:09 UTC

"Summer Love" for Leviarex (Anthro, Shipping, Spike x Goldenrod)

Author's Note

Tags: Anthro, Shipping, Spike x Goldenrod (AU Nihashi)

Thanks to Leviarex for my very first commission. Hope you enjoy it.

"Summer Love" for Leviarex (Anthro, Shipping, Spike x Goldenrod)

It was a warm summer afternoon. The sun was shining bright, the sky was a clear blue, completely devoid of clouds, and the rushing sound of the waves crashing onto the beach helped soothe Spike's mind as the wind pounded against his scaly face. He stood alone on the sand-covered patio of a beach house belonging to his beloved marefriend Goldenrod, whom he had been waiting almost ten minutes to come outside.

"Goldie?!" he called to her. "Are you planning on coming out soon?! I'm starting feel like a boiled egg out here!"

"Just hang tight, alright? I'll be out in a minute!" she called back to him. "But do me a favor! Close your eyes and don't peek until I say so!"

"Um....okay!" Spike was confused, but he did as he was told. "They're closed!" he said.

Finally, after another minute, Spike heard the door open and close. Then he heard Goldie's voice say "Ok, now." Spike opened his eyes and gaped in awe at the sight of his Golden Goddess. She stood in front of him with her hands on her hips, wearing a black bikini that perfectly accentuated her glorious body, especially her enormous breasts. Her long golden mane and tail were each tied in a long braid with green bows on the ends of them. Her leaf green eyes sparkled with rays of light in them and her heavenly smile was absolutely dazzling.

Goldie took great notice of Spike's figure as well. Lean and muscular from head to toe, the scales on the mature dragon's body glimmered in the sunlight. His only article of clothing was a pair of dark blue swim trunks, which she could tell were getting tighter on him the longer he looked at her. His wide eyes and dangling jaw made her chuckle in amusement and she decided to break the silence.

"So you like what you see, do you?" she teased.

"Oh yeah," he responded, trying to pull himself together. "This was well worth the wait."

"Good, 'cause you're looking pretty hot today yourself."

She rubbed her hand gently on his shoulder and the two of them locked lips in a passionate kiss. Once they were through, they proceeded onto the beach together with Spike carrying a beach bag full of stuff under his arm. They walked side by side along the shoreline, feeling the hot sand under their feet and smelling the tropical salty sea air.

Spike admired the way that the wind blew Goldie's hair around in a gorgeous display. He decided to go ahead and make the first move. Not so discreetly, he pretended to yawn and stretched his arm around Goldie's shoulder, then rested his hand directly on her left boob. Obviously, she noticed, but she didn't really mind. She had given him permission to fondle her breasts whenever he wanted. All she asked was that he didn't abuse the privilege. Her chest was, after all, her pride and joy.

In response to her boyfriend's advance, Goldie wrapped her arm around his right shoulder and rested her head on his left one. The firmness of his cut physique was so comfortable.

"I'm so glad you suggested this," Spike said to her. "Getting to spend a whole week on the beach with you is gonna make this the greatest summer of my life."

"I feel the same way, babe," Goldie replied lovingly. "Though, please try not to smudge the merchandise." She gently swatted his hand off of her breast.

"Fair enough. Wouldn't wanna wear them out before the real fun starts."

"That's right." She gave him a gentle peck on the cheek.

"Can you believe it's been a whole year already?"

"I know, right? Seems like only yesterday I was sitting at home on a saturday night with nothing better to do than grade kids' homework."

"So you do remember the night we met," Spike teased joyfully. "You must've been pretty lonely to call up some random yet sexy stranger over to your house."

Goldie chuckled sarcastically at his arrogance. "I was hungry. I called the pizza place. You just happened to be the one they sent to deliver it."

"And how lucky was that?" The two of them laughed together that time. "I'll never forget how great you looked when I first saw you. I'll be honest, when I gave you my number, I was actually afraid you weren't gonna call me."

"Well, even though you did keep glancing down at my chest, you still managed to look me in the eye most of the time, which is more than I can say for most other guys who try to get with me. They don't actually care about me. All they want is to get me in bed, but you took the time to get to know me and to me, that says a lot."

"Hey, if you ask me, any guy who doesn't care about learning the real you is a huge douche. You are way more than just an outrageously large rack. You are sweet and smart and caring and fun AND... you make an amazing angel food cake."

Goldie giggled again at her boyfriend's passionate praise.

"You're also a generous tipper," the dragon added.

"Yeah, well, I knew you must've made next to nothing at that dead end job."

"Yeah, but fifty percent?! Man, that's still the best tip I've ever gotten."

The two lovers decided to find a place to lie down and just enjoy the sunny weather together. They found a nice flat spot not too far from where the tide ended and laid out their blankets. Goldie started rubbing lotion on her body and once she was mostly covered, she handed the bottle to Spike.

"Could you do my back for me, please?" she asked cheekily.

"With pleasure," he responded.

He squirted out a handful and began gently rubbing it on his marefriend's back. As he did, his gaze shifted down to her flank and he took in the sight of her cutie mark: three goldenrod flowers dripping in sweat. This symbolized her belief that hard work lead to growth and prosperity as well as her ability to work hard at any given task, which served her well as a school teacher in driving her students to reach their full potential.

Goldie felt so relaxed under the care of Spike's firm yet gentle palms that she let out a moan or two. Then she started to notice that he was getting a little bold.

"Uh, Spike, you're going a little low there," she said.

"Oh, sorry," he apologized, quickly correcting himself. "I was just a little distracted by your cutie mark."

"It's okay. I know you're excited. I am, too, but you just gotta be patient."

"I know," he said. He was actually quite happy just to be there with her right now. "Okay. Now you're all greased up."

"Thanks."

Now it was Goldie's turn to lotion Spike's back. The dragon laid down on his stomach and she began rubbing the lotion all over the strong, massive purple canvas. Almost immediately, he let out a pleasurable moan. "Oh, babe, you have got the magic touch! You know that, right?"

"So you've told me," she replied in amusement. Her breasts came close to touching his back, but she kept them elevated so as not to make him too anxious.

After a couple of minutes, she stopped rubbing and the two of them laid down side by side on their backs. Goldie put on her sunglasses and took in a big sniff of the salty air. She loved the way it tingled in her nose. Nothing made her feel more in the mood for summer than the smell of the ocean.

"Say, are you hungry?" Spike asked suddenly.

"A little bit," Goldie responded. "Why? Did you bring something?"

"Oh, not really," he joked, turning around to pull something out of the bag. "It's just that I happen to have this melted mozzarella, lettuce and tomato on spicy whole grain here that I just sort of threw together last minute." To her surprise, he actually managed to pull out her favorite sandwich like a rabbit out of a hat. She smiled and laughed in amazement as he handed it to her.

"You are the sweetest dragon ever," she said graciously before taking a bite.

"Wait. How do you know?" Spike asked jokingly. "Have you met other dragons?"

"Well, no," Goldie admitted after swallowing. "But I'm guessing the other ones out there are nowhere near as sweet as you."

"Oh, so you think all dragons can't be sweet, huh? Well, how's this for sweet?"

Suddenly, he caught her in a surprise tickle attack. She writhed and spasmed around, laughing hysterically and begging him to stop. After she dropped her sandwich on the blanket, she retaliated. Now they were both on the offensive, each trying to break free of the other's grip. Eventually, they both stopped and plopped onto the sand, gasping for air.

"I take it back. You're not sweet. You're a monster," Goldie said humorously and then added "Hot Stuff."

"So are you, my Golden Goddess," Spike retorted.

Then, in the heat of the moment, the two lovers grabbed each other and started passionately making out. All the other sounds around them seemed to disappear the longer they held each other. In that moment, they both knew for certain that this week really would be the best week of the greatest summer of their lives.

"Naked Mares' Night Out" for Leviarex (Anthro, SoL, Comedy)

It was a warm summer night. The waxing moon shown brightly in the star-dazzled sky. Fleur De Lis was busy preparing the mansion for her incoming guests. With Fancy Pants gone on a business trip for a few days and no upcoming photo shoots for a while, Fleur was left with a lot of time to herself. So she had decided to invite her friends over for a private get together and they were due to arrive any minute.

Just then, Fleur heard the doorbell ring and after a quick inspection of her person, went to open it. On the other side of the door were her five best friends in the whole world: Twilight Sparkle, Vinyl Scratch, Octavia, Goldenrod and Night Glider.

"Welcome, girls!" she exclaimed with a smile. "So glad you could all make it."

"Of course," Goldenrod said happily. "Like we're too busy to hang out in the mansion of Equestria's top model."

Fleur gave each of them a hug and Twilight was the next to speak. "So you said you had something to show us?"

"Yes. Come with me."

She lead her friends through a hallway where the floor, ceiling and columns were all lined with marble. It left all of them completely awestruck. Fleur opened the door at the end of the hallway and on the other side was a grand dressing room and a sparkling indoor hot tub. All of the girls marveled at how glamorous it all was.

"I thought we could all go for a little dip," Fleur suggested, much to the confusion of her friends.

"Fleur, why didn't you tell us?" Octavia asked.

"Yeah. We'd love to get in, but... none of us brought our swimsuits," said Twilight.

"Oh, don't worry," Fleur assured them. "You won't be needing them."

Suddenly, the pearl white unicorn began to strip down right in front of her friends, much to their surprise. Especially, Twilight's.

"Whoa, whoa! Fleur, what are you doing?!" Night Glider exclaimed. Fleur remained unfazed and continued undressing.

"What? Haven't you ever heard of skinny dipping?" she said humorously.

Octavia was appalled at the idea. "You mean you want us all to sit in a pool of boiling water, completely NAKED?!"

"Fine by me," Vinyl shrugged as she started stripping off her clothes as well. "I mean, we're all girls here after all, right?"

"Yes, but... but, Vinyl..."

"Oh, lighten up, Tavi. I promise I'll keep all my vulgar comments to myself. I just want you to have fun, too."

After giving it some careful thought, Octavia agreed and did just as Fleur and Vinyl had done.

Goldenrod and Night Glider decided to join in as well, which just left Twilight as the only remaining hold-out. Vinyl couldn't help watching as Goldie took off her shirt and bra, exposing her gigantic breasts for all to see. Octavia saw her mouth hanging open and snapped her out of her trance.

"Vinyl!" she exclaimed, gaining her lewd marefriend's attention.

"Sorry, it's just... I can't believe I'm getting to see Goldie's bazongas out in the open like this. I mean, those things are just... unbelievable! Like... WOW!"

Goldenrod wasn't surprised by her comment, but Octavia wasn't happy. "You promised," she whispered angrily, to which the DJ replied "Yeah, but you know what a promise from me is worth." Octavia groaned and squeezed her eyebrows between her fingers. "Hey, don't be too jealous, Octy," Vinyl said, patting one of the cellist's breasts gently. "Your tits are still the best in my book."

Fleur noticed how painfully shy Twilight looked with her arms wrapped tightly around her chest and her legs squeezed together. She was blushing so hard, Fleur thought the poor dear was going to cry from embarrassment.

"Twilight, darling," she said in a comforting tone. "There's nothing to be afraid of. We're the only ones here and none of us are going to judge you."

"Yeah. We're your friends," Goldenrod chimed in.

"It's just that..." the purple unicorn spoke. "You guys are all so much more developed than me. It's a little... discouraging."

"Twilight, I don't want you to feel pressured. I invited you here because I wanted you to have fun, but if this is too much for you, we can find something else to do."

Twilight looked around at her friends, who were watching her expectantly. She didn't want to spoil Fleur's plans, so she agreed to join in after all. Unlike the others, however, she insisted on using one of the changing stalls. When she was completely undressed, she came back out and joined her friends in the hot tub. The temperature took her a moment to get used to, but once she did, she could feel her anxieties melting away.

"How do you feel, Twilight?" Octavia asked her.

"I feel great. I don't know why I was so worried. This is just blissful."

"I'm so glad to hear it," Fleur said happily.

The tub was big enough to be considered a medium-sized pool. It was even big enough for Goldenrod to lay back, rest her arms behind her head and drift lazily on the water. She was able to relax all of her muscles and still stay afloat as her breasts managed to keep her whole upper body above the water.

"You know what one of the perks is of having boobs as big as mine?" she said jokingly. "Built-in flotation devices." The girls all had a good laugh at that.

"Perks is right," Fleur remarked. "With your body, Goldie, you could certainly be a very successful as a model."

"Thanks, Fleur, but I don't know a thing about modeling."

"Not a problem. I could teach you everything I know."

"No thanks. I love being a teacher just fine."

"You know, you have a lot of students," Night Glider pointed out. "I bet a bunch of those kids have crushes on you."

"They probably all check out your ass when you're writing on the board," Vinyl joked.

Goldie laughed. "I doubt that. My kids are all first-graders. They probably don't even know what boobs are for yet. Although, I have caught some of the older kids in the hallway staring a few times. It's so cute when I catch them and they look away real quick and act all innocent."

Twilight chuckled, remembering how peeky Spike was when he was that age. "I almost feel sorry for those kids. They're at such a confusing and vulnerable age. It must be hard for them to share a school with such an attractive grown mare."

Goldenrod smiled as she recalled something that had happened to her over the school year. "One time during recess, this one little colt came up to me on the bench. Must've been ten years old, but he walked up to me all slowly and asked if he could sit with me. I asked him 'Don't you wanna go play?' and he says 'I don't feel like playing. I just wanna sit here.' He looked so shy, he was adorable. I thought my heart was gonna burst. I let him sit right there next to me until recess was over. He kept trying to scoot in closer and peek at my breasts. I told him that wasn't polite and he blushed and said he was sorry. I just wanted to give him a great big hug, but I thought that would probably make him faint and I didn't wanna get in trouble for that."

The girls all laughed again. Goldie took notice of Night Glider's jiggling chest. "You know, you've got a pretty generous pair yourself, Glider," the blonde mare remarked. "Don't they ever drag you down when you're flying?"

"No, cause I've got wicked strong wings to make up for it. Plus, I wear a sports bra," the ace flyer responded.

"And does that really help?" Vinyl asked.

"Of course. I mean, sometimes I have to wear two, but it helps."

"Well, all this talk of physical activity has made me parched. I'll go fetch us all some beverages," Fleur said. As she stood up, Vinyl gave a whistle of approval, which the white unicorn giggled at. She through on a towel and quickly dried herself off before heading inside to fetch the drinks for herself and her friends. When Fleur returned, they each swallowed down their beverages and continued to talk, laugh and enjoy each other's company well into the night.

Author's Note

For the record, I am willing to write regular ponies, humans and Equestria Girls. Anthro's not my only schtick.

"Giggle via Ghosties" for Leviarex (Anthro, Shipping, Rarity x Coco)

Nightmare Night in Manehattan was always a grand time. Haunted houses, foals out trick-or-treating and of course, costume parties as far as the eye could see. Rarity and Coco Pommel were driving home through the night after one such party hosted by their friend Pinkie Pie. Rarity was at the wheel dressed in a sparkling green, purple and blue mermaid costume complete with a seashell and pearls decorating her mane.

Next to her sat Coco wearing an Egyptian Princess costume made by Rarity with her mane magically lengthened passed her shoulders and turned inky black. The two mares were on their way home after having an amazing time at their friend's party on the outskirts of town.

"Wasn't that party simply delightful?" Rarity sighed.

"It sure was," Coco agreed. Normally she wasn't very good at parties, but having Rarity by her side made her feel more confident. "I wasn't sure I would enjoy it at first, but I'm glad you talked me into going."

"Of course. You think I'd let you miss out on the most amazing celebration of the night?"

"Well, thanks again for talking me into it. I had a great time." Coco leaned over and gently kissed her marefriend on the cheek. Suddenly, she detected a familiar tantalizing scent. One that she would recognize anywhere. With a smirk, she remarked. "Hey. You're wearing the same perfume you wore the day we met. You know what that does to me."

"I know. Why do you think I wore it?" Rarity smirked back.

Smelling that perfume sent Coco back to the day she first laid eyes on the most beautiful mare in the whole world. Coco worked as a masseuse at the finest spa in Manehattan. Rarity had arrived for a full body massage and as luck would have it, Coco had been the one assigned to treat her to a soothing experience. Normally, she was very professional when it came to her work. Even if she did find her clients attractive, she would always maintain her composure and avoid any distracting thoughts.

But this mare was different. She had hair that flowed like a violet river, a face as warm and comforting as a mother's, and the body of a goddess. That body felt so warm and smooth under her hands as she rubbed every inch of it as deeply and thoroughly as possible. Combined with Rarity's moans of pleasure and her intoxicating perfume, the poor young mare had found it unusually difficult to contain herself. When the session was over, Rarity had slipped in a piece of paper with her phone number on it along with a rather generous tip. She gave Coco a wink and walked out the door.

Thinking about that day always made Coco grin and her face turn red. Then she thought back to the party. "I love your costume, too. You looked very sexy wearing it out there on the dance floor," she commented, taking special notice of the purple seashell-like bra that held up her marefriend's large, generous bust.

Rarity appreciated the compliment. "Thank you my dear. I do so wish you had joined me, though. I wanted to dance with you so badly."

"I'm sorry, but you know I don't like to dance. I was happy just watching you," Coco apologized. "Maybe next time."

"That's alright," the unicorn said in a calm voice. "I know dancing isn't your forte. I'm just happy you had fun tonight."

Just then, a voice came through on the radio. "This just in, traffic reports indicate a collision on Giddyup Avenue. Authorities have sealed off the road until further notice."

This was unfortunate. Giddyup Ave. was their usual route home. "No matter," Rarity said. "We shall simply find another route."

"But where?" Coco asked.

Rarity scanned their surroundings until she spotted a perpendicular street leading into the woods. "Right here," she said confidently as she turned sharply onto the strange road.

Coco didn't like the looks of the forest. The trees were all bent over and devoid of leaves. Their branches looked like claws that could reach down and grab them at any second. And even with the car's headlights, it was so dark that she could barely see a thing besides the street. She didn't like it one bit.

"Are you sure going this way is a good idea, Rarity?" she asked. "I mean, I've heard ponies saying that these woods are... well, haunted!"

Rarity laughed. "Haunted? Oh please, Coco! There are no such things as ghosts. Those rumors are nothing more than urban superstitions made up by ponies who like to tell stories."

Coco still wasn't totally convinced. "Well, okay. If you say so." She shrank worriedly into her seat.

"Trust me, darling. There is absolutely nothing to be afraid of out here. Why, at this point, the only thing we're in danger of is not getting home in time to enjoy some of that delicious Nightmare Night cake in the fridge," Rarity quipped.

Coco licked her lips. The thought of tasting that cake did help put her mind at ease a little.

Then, all of a sudden, the car started to slow down and no matter how much Rarity pumped the gas pedal, it wouldn't speed up. Eventually, it came to a complete stop on the side of the road. "And, of course, sudden unexplained vehicular failure," Rarity added to her previous statement. "Not to worry. I'll simply call for a tow."

The unicorn pulled out her phone, but she couldn't seem to turn it on. It was dead. "Oh come on. I'm sure I charged this thing before we left."

"Mine's not working either," Coco confessed. "I don't believe this. We're stranded out here."

"Settle down, dear. Look. There's a house just beyond those trees over there."

Coco saw where Rarity was pointing. Behind a thick layer of trees, she could just barely make out the shape of a house with no light coming from any of the windows. She gulped, not liking the thought of having to walk all the way over there in the dark.

Rarity put a hand on the nervous mare's shoulder. "I'm sure if we ask politely, the owners will gladly let us use their phone," she said calmly. Coco steeled her nerves. What other choice did they have? It was either sit in a dead car all night on the side of a road in a creepy forest, or take a chance on finding a working phone in an old house in a creepy forest. At least the house might also have a bed where they could spend the night.

Sticking close together, the two mares abandoned their car and made their way through the dark forest toward the house. Neither of them liked the spooky vibes that the woods were giving off, but they didn't panic. As long as they stayed close to each other, they were sure they'd be fine.

Finally, they reached the old house, which looked even creepier up close. The wood was rotten and splintery and the railing on the porch was broken. The windows were cracked and the whole place was covered in a layer of spider webs. What was most concerning was that there wasn't a single bit of light coming from anywhere in sight.

"I don't know about this, Rarity," Coco spoke up. "It doesn't look like anypony's lived here for years."

"I know, but we have to at least try to see if there's a working telephone inside. It's our only chance to get home."

The two mares walked up the steps and across the porch made of creaky floorboards. Rarity knocked on the door and called inside, but there was no answer. She turned the doorknob, which was filthy and grimy to the touch, and opened the door. The ladies were met with the sight of a living room that, even in the dark, they could tell had seen much better days.

"Hellooooo?! Is anypony here?!" Rarity called, to which no response came. "We're terribly sorry for barging in unannounced, but it seems our car has broken down and we were wondering if you'd be so kind as to let us use your phone to call for help?"

For a minute, there was nothing but silence. Coco was about to suggest that they look for a phone themselves when all of a sudden, there came a mysterious giggling noise that seemed to come from nowhere and caused both ponies' spines to shake. Coco took cover behind Rarity, looking around for the source.

"Who's there?! Where are you?!" she asked in a panic. Soon, the spooky giggling was mixed with even more eerie sounds like moaning and hissing and even maniacal cackling.

"That's enough!" Rarity shouted in frustration. "Whoever you are, I demand you show yourselves at once!"

Right on cue, the mares were met with exactly what Coco had feared from the start. Six ghostly figures appeared before them. Their faces were hard to make out, but they each had skinny twig-like arms with long, spindly fingers. They didn't say anything, but kept laughing in their eerie childish voices.

Rarity and Coco instantly bolted out of the house, screaming as they ran into the forest with the ghosts in pursuit. They didn't make it very far before Rarity tripped on the tail of her costume. She turned around and saw the ghosts closing in. She screamed as three of them descended upon her.

Her scream quickly turned into laughter as she was being tickled mercilessly all over. The ghosts had their fingers on her exposed belly and in her armpits. Even her breasts were being tickled as she laughed so hard that her eyes began to water. Rarity's whole body writhed as she began to wish that she hadn't worn such a revealing outfit.

Coco ran to Rarity's aid, but before she could make it, she found herself being held back by the remaining three ghosts. She struggled and begged them to let her and Rarity go, but before she knew it, her armpits and sides were under ticklish attack. She cried out for help as the ghosts' fingers found their way to her thighs, causing her to lose balance and fall to the ground just like her marefriend. One errant finger wiggled into her nose and made her sneeze. Rarity couldn't even say bless you as both were completely at the mercy of the tickle-happy ghosts.

The sounds of their miserable laughter mixed with the ghosts' giggling rang out through the dark forest. Despite the noise, no one ever came to their rescue. The captured mares just kept laughing and crying futilely for help until finally, they couldn't take it anymore and passed out.

The next morning, Rarity woke up and saw Coco lying unconscious next to her. They were still in the middle of the forest, but it seemed that the ghosts that had attacked them were gone. Rarity got up and shook the sleeping mare awake. She steadily opened her eyes.

"Coco! Are you alright, my sweet? Did those fowl phantoms hurt you?" she asked with deep worry on her face.

Coco yawned. "No. I think I'm fine."

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry. This was all my fault. I should've headed your warnings."

"Please, don't blame yourself. Who could've possibly predicted something like that?"

Rarity smiled at her. The two shared a passionate kiss, thankful that both had survived the ordeal, and Rarity helped Coco to her feet. They made their way back to their car and, to their surprise, found it to be in perfect working order. Their phones were also up and running again.

Instead of asking questions, they quickly turned the car around and headed straight for home. This had certainly been a Nightmare Night to remember. Although, as they drove away from the old house, they both agreed never to travel down this path ever again.

Author's Note

This is my longest commission yet. Thank you, Leviarex. I hope you enjoy it. Sorry I couldn't work in anything about Coco being Rarity's assistant.

"A Girl Worth Fighting For" for Leviarex (Anthro, Shipping, Spike x Goldenrod)

Only four days before Hearth's Warming, a certain tall, cut purple and green dragon was making his way through the Ponyville mall. He had just picked up the last gift on his list for his own very special somepony Goldenrod. It had practically cost him a small fortune, but to him, she was worth every single bit.

As he headed toward the exit, he passed by a booth where foals could take pictures with Santa Hooves. Right now, there was a little filly walking up to sit on his lap. Although, she looked like she wanted to make a run for it. When she took a seat on his lap, Santa Hooves (whose beard couldn't have been more obviously fake) laughed a great big hearty laugh and looked her dead in the eyes.

"Hello there! What's your name, little filly?!" he asked in a very deep, unnecessarily loud baritone.

Suddenly, the kid started screaming in terror and crying her eyes out. Spike shook his head and chuckled. He felt bad for the poor traumatized child, but also for the poor guy in in the costume. "That job must come with a huge paycheck to put up with that all day," he thought before moving on.

After he left the mall, Spike had to walk the rest of the way home. He lived in a suburban neighborhood on the outskirts of town and to get home, he had to pass right in front of the dark forest that neighbored it. Those woods always gave him a bit of the creeps, so he tried his best not to walk too close. However, today he was so busy looking at the woods that he didn't watch where he was going and accidentally slipped on a patch of ice on the sidewalk.

He was a little sore, but otherwise alright. But then he realized he had dropped the box with Goldenrod's gift down the hill that lead to the woods. Without hesitation, he slid down the hill nice and smoothly. But before he could reach the box, he heard a deep growling sound. And then, out of nowhere, a large and vicious manticore jumped out and blocked his path. Spike was scared. He started to back away slowly as his instincts told him to run. But then he saw the box again and realized that he just had to get it back. That present was for the love of his life and no overgrown pussycat was gonna steal it from him.

Spike made a run for the box, but the manticore tackled him and pinned him down. He felt the adrenaline rushing through his body as he punched the big cat in the face and it fell off of him. He reached for the box again, but it jumped on his back, digging its claws into his scales. He gasped in pain, but summoned enough strength to kick the manticore in the stomach. The beast roared in pain and raised its right paw to deliver a deadly blow. Spike gave another mighty backhand punch to its face before it had the chance. He shrieked as the claws in his back were pulled out and the creature rolled onto the ground.

Now that he was free, Spike quickly grabbed the box as the manticore picked itself up and prepared to pounce on him again. But before it could, Spike unleashed a burst of fire right at the beast's face and pushed it back. Its face completely scorched, the vanquished monster retreated back into the woods, knowing it had been beaten.

Spike managed to stand up as he watched his foe run away. "Yeah! That's right! Don't mess with a dragon, you little punk ass!" He shouted mockingly. He was banged up pretty rough, but it was nothing a few bandages couldn't fix. He opened the box to make sure his present was still okay and sure enough, it was just fine. Thank goodness. If anything had happened to it, he didn't know what he would've done. "All for you, babe," he said with a smile.

It was late in the evening on Hearth's Warming Day and Spike and Goldenrod were sitting together in her living room. She really hadn't skimped on the decorating. As an avid lover of the holiday, she had gone whole hog. There was tinsel and holly strung all over the walls. The floor was virtually invisible under all the fake snow. There were traces of red, white and green as far as the eye could see and of course, mistletoe hanging from every doorway. And that was just the inside of her house. The outside was so decked out in bright, flashing lights, it was a wonder how she never drained the whole neighborhood's power.

After having each spent the day with their respective families, both lovers were happy that it was now just the two of them for the rest of the night. They snuggled together on the couch embracing the warmth of each other's company.

"Say, I don't think I ever asked," Spike realized. "How did that class party of yours go last week?"

"It was fun," Goldenrod replied. "The kids all decorated cookies, wrote Hearth's Warming cards, we played some games and I'm pretty sure everyone was happy with their Secret Santa Hooves presents. I even decided to play a movie for them."

"Oh yeah? What was it?"

"Something about a kid who tries to help his dying sister get better by telling her a story about a magic snowpony."

"Really? That sounds kinda... lame."

"Yeah, but I figured they'd enjoy it."

"Fair enough."

"Oh hey, speaking of presents are you ready for yours?" Goldie said with a playful expression.

"Yeah. Totally," Spike responded joyfully.

"Okay. Close your eyes." Spike did what he was told. He closed his eyes and puckered his lips, preparing to receive his 'present.' "Here you go. You can look now," Goldie said. When he opened his eyes, she was handing him a real present with colorful paper and a bow. He was a little disappointed, but still happy. When he unwrapped it, he was even more excited about what was inside.

"Whoa! A limited edition Power Ponies comic #1?! This is priceless! How did you ever get one of these?"

"I went down to the store and.... let's just say I know how to haggle with comic collectors. Got him to lower the price like that," she explained with a snap of her fingers.

"Thank you so much, Goldie. I love it." Spike gave her a big hug before he turned a grabbed his present to her. "Now it's your turn."

When Goldie opened the box, her face immediately lit up. Inside was a golden heart-shaped locket with a big heart-shaped emerald on the front. Just like her eyes. It was so magnificent, she could hardly believe it.

"Oh Spike. It's... it's so beautiful," she said as her eyes started forming tears of joy.

"Check out the inside," Spike instructed. She opened the locket and inside, there was a picture of Spike on one side and on the other was an engraved message that read "To my beautiful golden goddess, you will always be my greatest treasure." Goldie couldn't hold back her tears anymore. She was so overcome that her face became absolutely soaked with happiness.

Spike grew worried. "Hey hey, what's wrong? You don't like it?" he asked.

Goldie spoke through her crying. "You are so.... oh come here, you!" She grabbed the dragon by surprise and pulled him in for a great big smooch. Pretty soon, his whole face was completely smothered in kisses. He was almost at a loss for words.

"Well... that was certainly... unexpected," he said with a dopey smile.

Goldenrod pulled herself together and dried away her tears. "I'm sorry. It's just that.... I love you so much. I mean this is just... this is the most incredible gift I've ever gotten. How did you even afford this?"

"I got the money from Fleur. I told her what I wanted to get you and she was more than happy to help. She didn't even ask me to pay her back. Said it was her gift to me for how 'amazingly' I've treated you. Her words, not mine."

Goldie chuckled. "Well she was right. You, Spike the dragon, are the most amazing boyfriend ever. I love it so much, I promise I'm gonna wear it on all of our dates from now on."

"Oh please. I'm not half as amazing as you." Spike gave her a kiss on the forehead and wrapped his arm around her.

Suddenly, Goldenrod stood up and pulled off her green over-shirt. Then she tossed it aside and began pulling off her other shirt. Even though he loved the view, Spike was very confused. "Uh, what's... what's going on?" he asked.

Goldie leaned over and gave him a very seductive look. "What do you think? Your gift was way better than mine and I can't have you making me look bad, so I think you've earned a very special bonus present. What do you say, big guy? You wanna go deck the halls together?"

One look at her gigantic breasts was all Spike needed to say yes. He pulled off his own shirt and followed her excitedly to the bedroom.

"Happy Hearth's Warming, my big fiery beast."

"Happy Hearth's Warming, my sexy golden goddess."

This was officially the greatest Hearth's Warming ever for both of them.

Author's Note

My latest commission for Leviarex. Hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Love Knows No Season, Clime or Gender

Manehattan, 2 days before Hearth's Warming:

A blanket of snow decorated the entire city. Coupled with all the holiday decorations, central park looked like a proverbial winter wonderland. On a frozen pond, Rarity and Coco Pommel held each other close with the unicorn helping her little marefriend get the hang of skating.

"Just find your center, breathe and relax. Good, now hold your arms out and gently push yourself forward."

Coco tried to do as she was told, but she kept losing her balance and falling forward. Luckily, Rarity was there to catch her. She gave a frustrated groan.

"How do you make it look so easy, Rarity?' Coco asked.

"I've been practicing since I was a filly. But don't worry, darling. You'll be skating circles around everyone in no time. Now come on. Let's give it one more try." After helping her stand up straight, Rarity stretched Coco's arms out to the correct position. "Focus on what is directly ahead of you. Ignore everything else. There is only you and the open ice."

Following her marefriend's advice, Coco directed all of her attention on the the path ahead of her. She started out letting Rarity guide her along as she stuck close to her side. To her amazement, she had gone a whole five seconds without tripping. In fact, she felt totally balanced and in control.

Skating along the ice-covered river, her confidence began to grow and she started picking up speed. As her confidence grew, so did her passion. Her skating went from being clumsy to being graceful and dazzling. So much so that Rarity didn't have the heart to tell her that she had already let go of her.

The next evening was Hearth's Warming Eve, which saw Rarity lying sprawled out on her bed, feeling absolutely exhausted after a long day of filling out countless holiday orders. Her entire upper body was just crying out for some relief.

Luckily for her, Coco arrived home from her shift at the spa not long after Rarity had. Upon heading upstairs, she found her marefriend lying down, looking tired and drained. "Rough day at the store, huh, Rare?" she asked.

"Oh, Coco, darling. You have no idea. I've had so many orders to fulfill, I wasn't sure if I was even going to make it home in time. I love my job, but the holiday season can just be so taxing, you know? My entire body is killing me right now."

"Aww, you poor thing," Coco said in a half-teasing manner. She gave Rarity a sympathetic smile as she leaned in and placed a gentle, loving kiss on her forehead. "I know just what you need."

In spite of her whining, Coco got Rarity to sit up straight, allowing her to treat the tired mare to a nice back massage. She sighed in relief at feeling the professional masseuse work her own brand of magic on her frayed, worn out nerves. Her hands slowly drifted up towards her shoulders, the much welcomed pressure making her sigh all over again.

Rarity felt a bit of a startle when Coco's hands began fondling her breasts. Not that she didn't enjoy the feeling.

"Getting a little bold, aren't we, darling?"

"You said your whole body was aching. I take pride in being as thorough as possible when catering to my clients. You'd be amazed how much stress can build up in a pony's chest area. And with a chest as big as yours, there's a lot of ground to cover."

"Frankly, I'm surprised you would know so much about that," Rarity teased.

"Excuse me?" Coco didn't take kindly to Rarity's choice of words. It was time for a little payback. She unleashed a massive tickle strike on Rarity's stomach, making her cry out in laughter. "You got something to say to me, Miss Balloon Boobs?!"

Soon enough, Rarity was forced onto her back before she couldn't stand the torture anymore. "Alright, alright! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please make it stop!" Coco let her go and allowed her to breathe easily once again.

Hearth's Warming Day had finally arrived. Coco woke up early in the morning, put on her silky bathrobe, prepared her morning coffee and walked into the living room to find Rarity waiting for her on the couch. They greeted each other with a kiss on the lips. "Happy Hearth's Warming, my dear," said Rarity.

"Happy Hearth's Warming," replied Coco.

Their holiday tree was situated in the corner of the room left of the fireplace with presents scattered all around the base of it. Most of them had been sent to them by their closest friends. They decided to start with those. Coco pulled out the largest box, which was cylindrical in shape and decorated in bright pink paper with a hot red ribbon wrapped around it. This one was from Pinkie Pie. When they unwrapped it together and pulled off the lid, there was an explosion of confetti as something started to rise out of the box.

It was a three-layer cake decorated in white, red and green icing with the words Happy Hearth's Warming! written in blue on each layer. The top layer had tiny chibi versions of their faces smiling and winking.

Coco was very impressed, mostly by the fact that the cake seemed to have stayed in perfect condition the whole time it was under their pole. "Ooh, that looks delicious, doesn't it?"

"Indeed," Rarity agreed. "It certainly was a nice surprise. I only wish it hadn't gotten confetti all over my living room."

"Don't worry. We'll clean it up later." Coco took the cake into the kitchen to save it for later. When she came back, Rarity chose the next gift for them to open.

The second gift was wrapped in yellow-orange paper and topped in a red and yellow bow that almost resembled a sun. It was from Sunset Shimmer. There was an envelope on top of it with a card inside that read 'Try using this to spice up your next date night. Happy Hearth's Warming! Love Sunset Shimmer.' They tore off the paper and saw that it was some sort of board game called 'Labyrinth of Love.'

Coco looked on the back and read the directions out loud. "'You find yourself trapped in a maze and separated from your partner. The only way for you to find each other and escape is to reach deep into the darkest parts of your mind and perform the lewdest acts possible'? What?! 'Roll the dice, draw the cards, navigate the labyrinth and meet your partner in the center.'

Neither one of them knew how to react to something like this. They were surprised that Sunset Shimmer would send them such a gift. "This has to be some sort of gag gift, right?" Coco reasoned, trying to laugh it off.

"Probably. But perhaps it wouldn't hurt to just try it out sometime."

"I guess not. Who knows? Maybe it would be fun."

Setting the game aside for the moment, they moved on to the next gift. A small off-white colored box with cherry red ribbon, from Cherry Jubilee. When they opened it up, inside was a box of Cherry's homemade white chocolate cherry shortbread cookies. They each took a bite from one and savored their delectable sweetness.

"Mmm. These are divine. Cherry has outdone herself this time," said Rarity.

"You said it," Coco agreed. In that moment, she just wanted to sit there all day eating those cookies until her belly had tripled in size. But they still had more gifts to open.

On that note, Coco picked up a package that was wrapped in ordinary brown shipping paper and tied together with a thin string. Derpy's gift. Not the most impressive packaging, but whatever it was, the thought was all that mattered. Upon opening the package, both mares were pleasantly surprised to see that what was inside was a pair of brand new matching purses. One was aqua-colored just like Coco's mane and the other was lavender just like Rarity's.

"Wow. They're beautiful, aren't they?" said Coco.

"Oh, they're perfect!" Rarity agreed. "I can store everything I need in here and still look tres chic."

The girls were impressed. These purses were a surprisingly thoughtful gift for Derpy.

Now that everyone else's presents had been opened, it was time for the girls to open their gifts to each other. Each of them pulled out the other's gift and handed it to them. Rarity insisted that Coco open hers first. Inside was a brand new yellow dress with a floral appliqué and lacy orange trim. There was also a blu-ray for a movie adaptation of the Midsummer Theater play 'Nightmare: The Untold Story of the Princesses of Equestria.'

Coco's face lit up with joy. "Thank you, Rarity. I love it. The dress is gorgeous."

"I'm so glad you like it, darling. I just know you'll look adorable in it."

Now it was Rarity's turn to open her gift. She was a little surprised at what was inside, but she giggled at it anyways. It was a strapless green bra and red panties. The bra's fabric was so soft and smooth that she just had to rub it against her cheek. "Oh, it feels so delightfully soft. Pardon me a moment, Coco." Rarity took her new lingerie into the bathroom, leaving Coco unsure of what to expect next.

Minutes later, Rarity returned wearing nothing but the bra and panties. Coco stared at her in pure rapture. Her marefriend looked every bit as hot and sexy as she had imagined she would in that particular set.

"Oh, Coco, darling! Thank you so much for these new garments," Rarity moaned as she slowly approached her marefriend with a seductive smile. She started rubbing her hands all over her breasts and lower form. "I just love the way they hug and squeeze my body. It feels simply marvelous!"

Coco blushed hard. She knew Rarity was teasing her, but she was really loving the show. She smiled back at Rarity as the latter jiggled her voluptuous rack in front of the other's face.

Rarity and Coco spent the majority of Hearth's Warming Day with their respective families. When they returned home later that evening, Rarity got an idea.

"What do you say we wrap up Hearth's Warming with a nice hot soothing bubble bath for two?"

"That sounds like a great idea. I could sure use it after listening to both my grandpas argue over who was cheating at cards. For the record, they both were."

"Splendid!"

The two of them headed upstairs to fill up the bathtub, which was big enough for two ponies. Once it was full, they removed all of their clothes until they were each in nothing but their birthday suits. Coco happened to notice their reflections in the mirror and couldn't help but comment on it. "Hey look. It's an absolutely perfect pair."

"Indeed," Rarity concurred.

"Oh yeah, and there's us too."

Rarity gave a sarcastic chuckle at her marefriend's little quip before sharing a loving kiss with her. They climbed into the tub together, where they sat side by side, giving in to the warm embrace of the water and one another.

"Happy Hearth's Warming, my love," Rarity whispered.

"Happy Hearth's Warming to you, too, honey," Coco returned. They held each other tightly while Coco nuzzled Rarity's soft bosoms like a pillow. "It's so comfy lying on top of you like this."

"Yes, as long as you don't start to tickle me again."

Nightmare Fight Night (Spike x Goldenrod)

Nightmare Night was here once again. And so was the annual Nightmare Night Festival. Games, food, live music and all the candy any pony could eat. And of course, everypony was wearing a costume. It was a favorite holiday tradition of a certain blonde busty teacher named Goldenrod. She was dressed up as a sexy vampiress with a long silky black dress that proudly displayed her tremendous cleavage for all to see, as well as a pair of plastic fangs and several tiny skulls in her hair in place of her usual green bows. She was currently having a conversation with her friend Twilight Sparkle, who was dressed up as Starswirl the Bearded.

Just then, two little kids in ghost costumes ran between them, bumping into Twilight as they did. "Hey! Excuse you," Twilight snapped at them in annoyance. As Goldenrod watched them run away, she couldn't help but be reminded of something.

"Hm. You know, that actually reminds me of something I read online last year," Goldie said. "This pony that I follow posted something that said that she and her marefriend's car broke down outside of an old house last Nightmare Night and, apparently, they got tickled senseless by a bunch of ghosts."

"What? Come on, there's no way that's true," Twilight scoffed with a chuckle.
Goldie giggled. "Well, regardless, I'm sure glad that wasn't me in that situation. I would've laughed so hard that I'd probably be a ghost myself right now."
"Well, thank goodness you're not a ghost. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to do this." That cheesy remark came from none other than Spike, who snuck up behind his spookily ravishing marefriend and surprised her with a kiss on the forehead, much to her joy. She turned around to face him and gave him a big hug, pressing her gigantic open knockers against his broad strong pecs.
"Spike, you made it!" Goldie exclaimed, delighted to see him. "I've been looking all over for you."
"Sorry I'm late. Had a bit of a wardrobe malfunction," he explained. "Hi, Twilight."
"Hi, Spike. Nice costume," Twilight complimented.
"Yeah, look at you. You look just like Humdrum," said Goldie.

Spike had gone all out to make the most accurate Humdrum costume he could. He had the red cape, the blue boots and gloves, the black mask, the utility belt and the red spandex that only covered his torso and crotch. "Thanks," he said. "I tried to make it as close to the comics as possible."
"Well, I think you nailed it. In fact, I think you're the hottest superhero I've ever seen," Goldie teased, admiring her boyfriend's muscular figure in his costume.
"Well, you are definitely the hottest vampire I've ever seen."

Seeing the two of them getting all flirty with each other, Twilight decided it was best if she took off. "Okay, it looks like you two wanna be alone right now. I don't wanna be a third wheel, so I think I'll go try my hand at one of those pumpkin catapults. You guys enjoy the fair."
"Okay. Bye, Twilight," Goldie and Spike said as she walked away. "Now, come on, Humdrum. There's a caramel candy apple with sprinkles with my name on it. Look into my eyes and follow me!" She said the last part in a sinister vampire-like voice.
"Yes, my mistress," Spike said, pretending to be hypnotized. "But it's a little hard to look at your eyes right now."

Goldie and Spike enjoyed all the fun experiences the festival had to offer. They snacked on candy apples and deep fried vegetables and steins of apple cider. At one point, Spike ate so much candy that he nearly threw up. Goldie made him feel better by winning him a big stuffed gorilla from a balloon darts booth. This Nightmare Night was turning out to be a blast.

Even so, they still hadn't made their way to the main attraction of the fair. The festival always featured a sideshow full of extremely rare magical creatures and according to the fliers, this year, they had a creature that was really special. The two lovers decided to go check it out. They got in line at the tent for the Rare Creatures exhibit.

"So what exactly is this rare creature that's so special?" asked Goldie.
Spike looked at the flier. "It doesn't say what species it is. All it says is that his name is… Ahgg."
"Ahgg? What kind of name is that?"
Once they got inside the tent with the rest of the crowd, all they could see was an enormous cage that was too dark to see what was inside it. Then a giant angry-looking eyeball appeared in the darkness and the creature stepped closer into the light. It was a giant spider, roughly the size of a baby giraffe. It reared up and gave an unearthly shriek.

"AHHHHHHGGGG!!!" everypony screamed.
"Well, I guess that answers that question," Spike commented.

The spider creature known as Ahgg was a truly horrifying sight. He had one giant eye, four fangs dripping with venom and three claws on each of his front legs. Everyone was so impressed that they all started snapping pictures, despite the sign on his cage very clearly warning against flash photography. Ahgg was so overwhelmed by the barrage of flashing lights that he became enraged and spat a loogie of venom which disintegrated the bars of his cage, setting him free. After he gave another terrifying shriek, the entire crowd panicked and ran for their lives.

Everypony was in such a panic that Goldenrod and Spike got separated from each other in the mob. They tried to fight their way through the huge cluster of ponies, but pretty soon, they each got swept away and lost sight of each other.

Once the crowd had finally dispersed, Goldie looked all around for Spike. "Spike! Spike! Where are you?!" she called, but there was no sign of him anywhere. She didn't have time to stand around and wait for him, though, because Ahgg was on the loose nearby and she had to get as far away as she could if she wanted to stay alive.

Eventually, Goldenrod made her way out of the fairgrounds and came across an old abandoned industrial complex. She didn't like the looks of it, but she needed a place to wait for Spike and this was the first major landmark she'd seen since she escaped the carnival. So she stepped inside. It was dark and super creepy and it smelled like death, but at least it had decent reception. She managed to call Spike and gave him the location of her hiding spot.

"Okay, stay put. I'm on my way," Spike said before he hung up.

Suddenly, something dripped in front of Goldenrod. It fell down from the ceiling and landed right at her feet. When the mare looked up, what she saw was the very last thing she wanted to see. The spider monster was staring down at her with his horrible dripping fangs. She tried to run away, but she ended up trapped in a wall of webbing, which was so sticky that she could barely move. As Ahgg crept closer and closer to her, all she could do was scream and pass out.

When Goldie woke up, she found herself completely trapped in a cocoon made of web, unable to move beyond wiggle. The only part of her that was free was her head. Goldie imagined it was because this monster was so sick that he liked to watch the face of his prey as he drained the life out of it.

As Ahgg came closer and closer to her, his mouth drooling with hunger, Goldie closed her eyes and said a mental goodbye to everyone she loved. Her family, her friends, her students, her co-workers and especially her beloved boyfriend Spike. With a quaking shiver, she prepared to meet her fate.

Then suddenly, the creature stopped its advance as both he and Goldie heard the door slam open. "HEY UGLY!" shouted a familiar voice. Goldie looked down and saw the angry face of her superhero costume-clad boyfriend glaring up at them, with Twilight standing right next to him. "That's right! I'm talking to you, spider freak! Get your nasty legs off of my girlfriend!"

Spike now had Ahgg's full attention, but Ahgg just gave an angry shriek in response to his demand, which only made the dragon even angrier. And then, something strange started to happen. Spike's body started to change. His scales became harder and more defined, jagged spikes started cropping up from his shoulders and knees and his whole body grew to almost three times his normal size. The angrier he grew, the bigger and more fierce-looking he became. And the more his costume suffered. There were shreds of it all around him as his monstrous new form gave out a deep, ghastly ROAR!

Goldie and Twilight couldn't believe their eyes. Nothing like this had ever happened before. In any case, Ahgg took his earth-shaking roar as a challenge and attacked Spike by shooting a stream of webbing from between his fangs. The web hit Spike directly in the face, but instead of fazing him, Spike grabbed onto the string and used it to yank the spider down towards him, then gave him a mighty punch to face.

Twilight didn't know what was going on with Spike, but while he had the spider occupied, she decided to sneak around them and free Goldenrod. She used her magic to teleport Goldie down to the ground and then shot a magic beam from her horn that sliced the webbing clean off of her.

"Goldie, are you alright?" Twilight asked.
"I think so, but what in the world has gotten into Spike?"
The two mares watched as the fight raged on with Spike breathing massive fire blasts at Ahgg, while his opponent got several bites in with his venomous fangs, which would've instantly killed any other creature, but for some reason, seemed to have no effect on this one.
"I have no idea," Twilight answered. "But I'd really rather not get in the middle of that brawl."
"Me neither," Goldie agreed. "Besides, I'm pretty sure Spike's winning."

Suddenly, the tides of the battle seemed to turn as Ahgg scratched off bits of his own hair into Spike's eyes, blinding the furious reptile. Twilight and Goldie grew worried as he tried to rub the hairs out of his eyes, but to no avail.

Feeling confident and clever, Ahgg silently crept around to get the jump on the big dragon from behind without being seen. However, Spike's instincts kicked in and he resorted to using his sense of smell to detect the big spider. When Ahgg charged forward and tried to jump his opponent from behind, Spike reared around quickly, grabbed him midair and slammed him straight through the wall with a mighty roar.

Then, for good measure, Spike stepped outside through the hole he'd created and walked up to the spider that was twitching on the ground in pain. As if Ahgg hadn't had enough, the furious dragon grabbed onto one of his legs, lifted him up over his head, spun him around and tossed him far off into the distance. Spike belted out a victorious roar. And then steam started coming right off of his skin as he began to revert back to normal, right before he collapsed.

Now that Ahgg was gone, Goldie and Twilight ran to Spike's side. Twilight tried to stay at a safe distance in case he was still angry, but Goldie knelt down and held up his head to make sure he was okay. She listened for his heartbeat and heard it. Spike was alive, but unconscious. Now they could see how battered and bruised he really was. He was covered in scratches and bite marks and his eyes and mouth were flaked with tiny black hairs. They realized it would be best to call for help.

The next morning, Spike woke up in the hospital with his head throbbing and Goldenrod and Twilight standing over him.
"Spike, you're awake!" Goldie exclaimed, wrapping him up in a loving hug.
"Goldie, you're okay," he exclaimed back, wincing in pain. Goldie eased up on him and let him go. "What happened?"
"Twilight freed me from the spider's web and you took on a giant spider monster all on your own," Goldie explained.
"I did? It's so weird. The last thing I remember is seeing you trapped in that monster's web. I got angry and then I just sort of… blacked out."
"You really don't remember?" asked Twilight. "You turned into a huge savage beast and went berserk."
"What?!"
"Yes. Your anger must've triggered some sort of primal transformation. You were so out of control, we were afraid of what you would do after you beat Ahgg. Fortunately, you changed back to normal after that. Thank goodness no pony else was around to see you like that. A lot of ponies already have preconceived notions about dragons. If they'd seen you acting like a monster, we'd probably have an angry mob after us right now."
"Gosh. I'm sorry I scared you guys. I guess I'll have to find out more about that primal side of me."
"Well, we can worry about that later," Goldie chimed in. "For now, you just need to worry about recovering."

"What did the doctor say?"
"Well, there's good news and bad news," said Twilight. "The bad news is that, during the fight, your spinal chord was damaged, so you won't be able to move for a while."
"Oh damn," Spike cursed.
"But the good news is the doctor says they can fix it. You should be up and walking around again in no time. Plus, it turns out that dragons are immune to the venom of Ahgg's species, seeing as how you got bitten several times and never succumbed to the poison's effects."
"Wow. That's certainly good to know," Spike said with a smile.

Goldie picked Spike up by the head again and gave him a big cheerful smile. "Come here, you big brave fireball," she said as she began showing her gratitude by smothering her heroic boyfriend's face with kisses. Then, when she pulled him in for another hug, his face ended up right between her colossal boobs. His face turned red as a ruby, especially since Goldie was still wearing her vampiress outfit with the revealing neckline, so he was getting pretty much all flesh right now.

'Well, if I have to be paralyzed for a little while, it might not be so bad if it means I get to have hugs like this,' Spike thought to himself.

Author's Note

Another commission for Leviarex. Hope you like it, buddy.

Celestial Model Citizen (Human Celestia)

Canterlot was known as the epicenter of culture and civility of the whole world and as such, it only made sense for it to be the location for the highest of all the high-class shindigs: The Grand Glamorous Gala. Every major name in high society was present, from the millionaires to the billionaires and every other kind of 'aire' in between. And among them was one of the richest and most beautiful of all the aristocrats, Celestia.

Very few other women could match Celestia when it came to physical appearance. Her skin was as smooth as the finest cut gemstones. Her hair was a long and dazzling rainbow of cyan, leaf green, lavender and pink. Her deep magenta eyes shined as brightly as the sun itself. And her breasts were as large and round as the ripest watermelons. There was hardly a man in all of Canterlot who wouldn't love to spend just one night in bed with her, but few believed they would actually have a chance with a woman of such high status and beauty.

Many of her fellow rich socialites found it strange that Celestia had not yet found a good man to settle down with. They all assumed she would have married some wealthy Adonis by now. But for all her money and status, Celestia was simply not interested in marrying just any rich snob, no matter how handsome he may be. She knew that if she was patient, she was sure to meet the right man sooner of later.

In the meantime, though, she was in the middle of a conversation with world-famous magazine photographer Photo Finish, who was admiring her beauty as well as the gorgeous ensemble she was wearing. She was dressed in a sparkling white evening dress with gold trim and long white gloves to match.

"I must say, Miss Celestia, you are perhaps the most beautiful woman I have ever had the pleasure to look upon," Photo Finish complimented with her very thick accent.
Celestia blushed and giggled at such a compliment. "Oh, hehe, why thank you," she replied.
"Have you ever considered becoming a model? I have a big photo shoot coming up for some pin-ups and you would be simply perfect for it."
"Oh, well, I don't know. I mean, I've never really modeled before, so I'm not sure I'd be much good at it."
"Nonsense! You are exactly what I've been looking for! Photo Finish can make you a star!"
The more Celestia considered the proposition, the more giddy she became about it. She definitely couldn't say no to such high praise. "Alright, Photo Finish. You've got yourself a deal. I'll be your model."
"Excellent! My crew and I shall be at your house at noon two days from now and there, we shall capture... ze magics!"
"Very well. I look forward to seeing you there."

Two days later, Celestia was ready to begin the photo shoot. She wore a purple bathrobe and white high heels as she awaited the arrival of Photo Finish. She was very excited and couldn't wait to get started. She didn't have to wait long since, just as the clock struck noon, her doorbell rang. She went to open it and was greeted by Photo Finish and her crew.

"Welcome, everyone! Please, come in!" she greeted them happily, leading them inside. The crew piled in carrying cameras, lights, umbrellas and various other photography equipment. "I thought we could set up right next to my outdoor swimming pool. If that's alright with you, Photo Finish."
"Ah, yes! It is perfect!" The photographer exclaimed.

Celestia lead her guests out back to her fancy pool, where they began setting up their equipment. While they were setting up, Celestia happened to take notice of one crew member in particular. A handsome young man with broad shoulders, shiny dark hair and the cutest facial features she'd ever seen. She watched him closely as he was busy assembling a camera, liking what she saw very much.

Once everything was all set up, they were ready to begin. "Okay, Miss Celestia. Time to show Photo Finish what you've got!" Per Photo Finish's instructions, Celestia removed her robe to reveal a bright yellow and white bikini underneath. Photo Finish and her crew all made sounds to show that they were very impressed. "Oh yes! Very good! You have the body of a goddess, my dear!"
"Nice hooters!" one gaffer dared to shout.
"Oh, why, thank you," Celestia replied, relishing all the praise. "They're 38 D's. All natural, no implants." She sent a sly, flirtatious wink to the handsome cameraman. He seemed to take notice because he looked slightly embarrassed when she did that, which she found adorable.
"Enough talk!" Photo Finish commanded. "It is time to capture... ze magics!"

Celestia took her position in front of the swimming pool and began striking whatever pose Photo Finish asked of her with an enchanting smile. First, she stood and leaned straight forward with her hands on her thighs, drawing much attention to her very deep cleavage. Next, she placed her hands on her hips, then behind her head as she closed her eyes with a content facial expression.

Each one of the debutante's poses earned a hearty "Yes!" from Photo Finish. She also constantly paid special attention to the cameraman that she had her eye on, sending him occasional subtle winks and air kisses that only he really noticed. At first, he found it a little embarrassing, wondering what her boss and coworkers would say, but as the shoot went on, he got more used to it and even started to enjoy it a little.

Celestia's next pose had her face her back towards the camera to show off her shapely rear end, while she twisted her back to look at the camera with her right hand on her hip. Then, for the next pose, with her right hand still in place, she put her left hand behind her head and raised her right leg with her head turned to the right. She pulled off both poses beautifully.

Next, she laid back on a beach towel with both hands behind her head and half-lidded, sensuous eyes. Then she turned to lay on her right side with her hand propping up her head as she glanced subtly to the cameraman again with the same flirtatious look. Finally, she sat up on her knees, took off her bikini top and covered her breasts with her hands, winking at the camera.

"Yes! Yes! YES!" Photo Finish exclaimed, taking the last few photos. "Enough! We have what we need!" At her command, the crew began packing everything back up. "Thank you, Miss Celestia. You handled this photo shoot like a seasoned pro. I have never seen anyone pick up the complex intricacies of modeling so quickly."
"Why thank you, Photo Finish. You're too kind. I was simply following your brilliant instructions."
"Oh please! Don't be so modest. I am telling you, you are a natural! You could really be a model full time. Perhaps even the greatest model in the world." Celestia's face lit up with a heavy blush at such a possibility. "And now, I go!"

Just like that, Photo Finish and her crew were gone.

A week later, Celestia stepped out of the shower and into her master bathroom. Earlier that day, she had received a copy of the magazine. She picked it up off the counter and took a moment to admire the photos of herself which graced its pages. Photo Finish really had captured her perfectly and she also impressed with herself for how well she had pulled it off. She really did look like a real model.

While she was on her way to bed, she happened to catch sight of her own naked body in her large vanity mirror. Seeing herself got her thinking, since her first photo shoot had gone so well, maybe Photo Finish would consider letting her do another one. A naked photo shoot certainly sounded like fun to her. Just thinking about it made her excited. She reminded herself to keep the idea in mind and call Photo Finish in the morning. For now, though, it was time for bed.

Plus, as a bonus, another photo shoot would give her a chance to see that cute cameraman again.

Author's Note

My latest commission for Leviarex. Hope you enjoy it.

Hearts, Scales and Breasts Day (Spike x Goldenrod)

Ah, Heart's Day. A day that couples all over Equestria looked forward to every year. This was, of course, also true of one certain very busty mare as she was about to go on a date with her handsome dragon boyfriend and was in the middle of primping herself for the big event. It was 4:30pm, which meant that Spike would be arriving any moment now, so she had to look perfect.

Goldie was wearing a bright pink sequined gown, red opera gloves, black high heels, blue eyeshadow and, of course, the heart-shaped emerald locket that Spike had given her. She had un-braided her long, golden hair and had it styled into a silky smooth wave. She picked up a rose from the vase on her dresser and placed it in her hair to make it even more beautiful. Lastly, she grabbed a bottle of her favorite perfume and gave herself a spritz as a final touch. Looking at herself in the mirror, she decided that she was ready.

Good thing, too, because right at that moment, the doorbell rang and Goldenrod knew just who it was. She went down to the living room and opened the door and, sure enough, there was her beloved Spike dressed in a dashing grey tuxedo and bearing the traditional gift of roses and chocolates for his sweetheart. As soon as she opened the door and smiled seductively at him with half-lidded eyes, his heart completely skipped a beat. She looked absolutely breathtaking.

"Wow!" Spike said in astonishment. "You look so beautiful, Goldie."
"Thank you, Spike. You're looking quite fetching yourself," she complimented him in return. The two of them greeted each other further with a loving kiss before Goldie focused on the presents in his hand. "Ooh, who are those for?" she said teasingly.
"For you, of course. Here. Happy Heart's Day." Spike then handed her the presents, which she happily accepted. She smelled the sweet fragrance of the roses and then opened the box of chocolates, which contained another unexpected surprise. A set of three gift cards. One for her favorite store and two for a couple of her favorite restaurants.

"Thank you, Spike. This is very thoughtful."
"You're welcome. I'm glad you like it." The purple dragon then took the time to admire Goldie's huge breasts that were practically spilling out the top of her shimmering glamour gown. "Hey, the girls are looking rather majestic tonight," he said coyly, cupping them both in his hands.
"I'm glad you think so, because you're going to be seeing a lot of them tonight," she hinted sensually.
"Can't wait. Shall we?" He held out his elbow for her to take.
"After you, Mr. Spike." Goldie wrapped her arm around his elbow, letting him lead the way, and the two lovers were off for a romantic night on the town.

The Blue Bijou was one of the fanciest and most exclusive restaurants in town. Getting a reservation for any night, let alone Heart's Day, was near impossible, but luckily, Spike had managed to pull it off. The entire place was decorated in only the finest decor that created the perfect ambience for the holiday. As the lights shimmered and the music played, Goldenrod and Spike sat together in a booth and enjoyed their dinner as well as the company of each other.

While they were eating, their waitress returned to check up on them. "Hi there. Just came back to see if you guys needed anything," she said with a forced bit of pep. "How is everything this evening?"
"Everything is wonderful," answered Spike.
"Yes, the food is delicious. Thank you," Goldie added.

For a moment, she caught the waitress looking down at her chest before glancing toward her own chest with a bit of sad-looking face. Goldie had seen this happen many times before, so she could tell that waitress was silently wishing that her boobs could be as big as Goldie's. She dared not say anything out loud, though. Then the waitress put her mandatory smile back on. "Well, just let me know if you need anything and I'll come running," she said.
"Will do. Thank you," Goldie replied before the waitress left them alone.

After a while, Spike and Goldie had finished there dinner. All of a sudden, one of their favorite songs started playing on the speakers. "Ooh, Spike! I love this song!" Goldie exclaimed in excitement.
"Me too!" Spike agreed.
"You wanna hit the dancefloor?"
"You read my mind, Goldie. Let's dance."

So the interspecies couple walked out onto the dancefloor with a few other couples and began to share a slow dance. Goldie followed Spike's lead closely as the two swayed and stepped to the rhythm of the music. It was a truly romantic and memorable experience. When the music swelled at just the right moment, Spike used the opportunity to surprise his marefriend with a dip. This happened twice and it made her breasts bounce considerably both times. In fact, they came pretty close to slipping right out of her dress in front of the entire restaurant.
"Whoa! Easy there, big boy. I don't wanna accidentally show these off to just anybody," she warned him playfully.
"Sorry. Guess I got a little too excited," he apologized.
"That's okay. Come here, Mr. Smooth Dancer." She pulled him in for another passionate kiss, which he greatly enjoyed.

When the song was over, they sat back down at their booth for a quick breather. Dancing was a lot of fun, but it sure could be exhausting. And they didn't want to get too tired before the real fun could even get started.

After dinner, they returned to Goldie's house so that she could give him her Heart's Day present to him. She asked him to sit down on her couch, which he thought was a bit odd, but he did it anyway. "Okay. So why am I sitting here?" he asked.
"Trust me. You're gonna wanna be sitting down for this. I have an extra special gift for you, my love," she explained.

She then proceeded to turn on the stereo, which played a 1930's style piano tune. And then, Goldie began to sing.

"Dearest friend, dear gentleman,
Listen to my song.
I know life's been hard for you.
Life has made you strong."

Having been pleasantly surprised, Spike was already enjoying his own private concert, but he was about to enjoy it a whole lot more.

"Let me lift the mood
With my attitude!"

Suddenly, the music's tempo picked up and Goldie started dancing and strutting around in a very sexual manner.

"Hey fella, the time is right.
Get ready. Tonight's the night.
Boy, what you're hoping for will come true.
Let me be good to you."

The purple dragon found himself completely tantalized by his marefriend's sexy dancing. Especially when she got up close and gazed into his eyes while caressing the side of his face.

"You nice guy. I've got you all alone.
Cool as ice guy. You know you dragons are so hot.
I like what you've got."

"So dream on and don't you fear.
Get cozy. Your baby's here.
You won't be misunderstood.
Let me be good to you."

Suddenly, in the most unexpected move of all, Goldie stripped herself free of her dress and tossed it aside, exposing her melons and allowing them to shake around freely for Spike to see and admire.

"Hey honey! I'll take off all my blues.
Hey, sweetie! There's nothing I won't do,
Just for you."

At this point, the song had reached its instrumental bridge, meaning that Goldie could hold off of singing for a moment and just let her body do the talking for her. Spike's nose bled and his eyes went buggy as she held her boobs right in front of his face. She had managed to totally hypnotize her boyfriend with her dance moves and the motion of her magnificent hooters, which was exactly what she wanted.

"So dream on and don't you fear.
Get cozy. Your baby's here.
Hey boy, I'm talking to you.
Your baby's gonna come through.
Let me be good to you!"

"Yeah!"

Finally, the song reached its grand finale. And from the entranced look still on Spike's face, Goldie could tell that he had thoroughly enjoyed her performance. She let out an amused chuckle and planted a kiss on his cheek, which served to snap him out of his hypnosis and back to reality. "WHOO! Wow! Goldie, that was... that was something else! Bravo, bravo!" he applauded her.

"Hehehe. Thank you. I thought you'd love it," she replied. "What do you say we head upstairs to the bedroom for an encore?"
"You read my mind." The two of them then went upstairs to Goldie's bedroom so they could perform an even more physical expression of their love.

Two hours later, Goldie and Spike lied in bed together with Goldie wrapped snuggly and warmly in Spike's big strong arms. After such a fun and... eventful evening, they were ready to call it a night. They shared another warm, loving kiss before gazing into each other's eyes. "Happy Heart's Day, my beautiful golden goddess," Spike said lovingly.
"Happy Heart's Day to you, too, my handsome purple hunk," she said back. And on that note, the two drifted off to sleep, each content to have spent yet another wonderful holiday with the creature that they loved.

Author's Note

My latest commission for my good friend Leviarex. Gotta say, I've really missed writing for Goldenrod and Spike. Hope you enjoyed the little changes I made to "Let Me Be Good To You" for this story. Happy Hearts and Hooves Day, everypony!

Of Thunderstorms and Tickle Fights (Human Spike, Rarity, Applejack and Pinkie)

It was a dark and stormy night. The rain poured and the lightning cracked. But don't worry. This is a silly story, not a scary one. And it begins in the house of a young man named Spike who was spending the night indoors with his three (that's right, three!) girlfriends. Spike was in a polygamous relationship with three extremely beautiful women. He was currently lounging on the couch with two of them, Rarity on his right side and Applejack on his left, wrapping his arms around both of them while they watched the TV together.

When the show they were watching cut to a commercial break, Spike gave each of the two girls a kiss on the cheek and went into the kitchen to check on his third lovely lady, Pinkie Pie. "Hey, Pinkie. How are those cupcakes coming?" he asked the pink-haired girl who was hard at work baking up a batch of yummy pastries for everyone to share.

"All done, Spike," she answered cheerfully. "Here. Try one for yourself." She handed a cupcake to Spike, who happily took a bite out of it, letting the sweet, chocolatey taste wash over him.
"Mmm. Delicious as always, Pinkie," he complimented her. "Just like how your booty looks in those new jeans of yours." He gave her big, round posterior a couple of gentle playful pats, which made her giggle in response.
"Aww. Come here, you." Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around Spike's neck and gave him deep, loving kiss on the lips.

As the four lovers were enjoying their cupcakes together in the living room and watching TV, out of nowhere, everything suddenly went dark. "Oh dear! What happened to all the lights?" Rarity asked in shock.
"The storm must've made a fuse blow," Applejack figured.
"I'd better go find a candle," Spike said as he grabbed a flashlight and headed upstairs to his bedroom.
He looked all over his room for a candle, but instead, he stopped when he found something else. A big feather that he'd been saving for a while now. He kept it because he'd been sure that he could find some use for it eventually and as he looked it over now, he believed that he just had.

When Spike returned to the living room, the girls were surprised to see that he had returned not with a candle, but with some sort of feather instead. "Uh... what's with the feather?" Applejack asked.
"Well, you see, I was upstairs looking for a flashlight when I happened to stumble upon this little beauty and it gave me an idea," Spike explained. "Who wants to have..... a TICKLE FIGHT?!" He emphasized the challenge by shining the flashlight under his face as a bright flash of lightning conveniently struck.
"A what?!" Rarity asked in shock, holding her hand to her heart.
"You heard me. I challenge each of you to a tickle fight. Me against each one of you, one on one. What do you say?"
"I think that's a great idea!" Pinkie Pie agreed. "You're on!"
"Are you sure about this, Pinkie Pie?" Rarity asked in concern.
"Come on, girls. It'll be fun. Besides, we're his girlfriends. If we can't give Spike a good tickle, then who can?"
Pinkie's words resonated with the other two girls and after a moment of consideration, they were both onboard as well. "Alrighty. We're in, Spike!" said AJ.
"Indeed," said Rarity.

First up was Spike versus Rarity. Pinkie and AJ made room for them to tussle as the fashionista looked at her boyfriend with a sly smirk. "Don't think that just because I'm a lady, I'm going to take it easy on you, darling," she taunted.
"Wouldn't have it any other way," Spike replied.
"Ready... set... tickle!" Pinkie declared, signaling the beginning of the match.

The two came straight at each other with Rarity skittering her fingers all over Spike's sides, already getting him to laugh out loud. But then, he got her in the left thigh with his feather, causing her to fall over and start laughing hysterically herself. "S-S-SPIKE YOU MONSTER!" Rarity cursed between laughter.
"That's right! I'm a tickle monster! And nobody can stop me!" Spike exclaimed proudly.
Rarity tried harder to fight back by reaching for his chest, but Spike got her in the armpit with his feather and in the back of her knee with his hand. This was enough to make her laugh much louder and render her basically immobile. "No! No, no, no, no! HAHAHAHAHA! ALRIGHT I SURRENDER! ENOUGH, PLEASE!" she shouted. Finally, Spike took mercy on her and released his hold on her.
"Round one goes to Spike!" Pinkie declared as Spike stood up and she raised his arm in the air victoriously.

Next, it was Applejack's turn to face her boyfriend in the circle. She had to admit, she was impressed with how he had defeated Rarity, but she would make sure not to go down so easily. "When I'm done with you, you're gonna be drowning in your own tears, partner," she said with a cocky grin.
"We'll see about that, AJ," Spike answered.
Once again, Pinkie gave the signal. "Ready... set... tickle!"
The country girl started by lunging her fingers into Spike's armpits, but he retaliated by tickling her neck with his hand and her exposed belly with his feather. Both of them were busy enduring the immense yet pleasurable torture from the other, laughing their respective heads off. "HAHAHAHA! W-Well played, Appleja-hack!" Spike chuckled out. "But not well enough!"
The young man then proceeded to flick AJ's belly button repeatedly while using the feather to tickle her big breasts, sending her into an even stronger laughing fit. "AHAHAHAHAHAHA! H-HEY, C-CUT IT OUT! HEHAHAHAHA!" Applejack pleaded.
"Not until you concede defeat!" Spike demanded.
"HEHEHAHA! ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT! I GIVE! JUST MAKE IT STOP!"
Satisfied, Spike ceased his tickling and allowed her to get back up. "Round two: Spike!" Pinkie exclaimed before looking the boy dead in the eye.

"You may have bested those amateurs, bub, but now you'll have to deal with me. And all the powers of laughter!" the pink-haired girl warned.
"Hehe. She's got a point, Spike," Applejack agreed. "If you know what's good for ya, you might wanna go ahead and end it right here."
"Indeed," said Rarity. "I cannot begin to count the number of times Pinkie Pie's nasty fingers have driven me to tears of laughter. Probably best to quit while you're ahead, dear."
"Not gonna happen," Spike insisted, undeterred. "I'm two for two right now and I'm not about to back out now."
"Suit yourself, but don't say we didn't warn you," Pinkie threatened playfully.

Spike faced his final opponent and prepared himself for anything. He knew this one wouldn't be such an easy win, but he was still sure that he could prevail. This time, Applejack started the match. "Ready... set... tickle!" she said and the two were instantly on each other.
Pinkie slid her hands under Spike's shirt and tickled his stomach while Spike dug his hands and feather into Pinkie's armpits. Each of them had the other trapped in a rather torturous stalemate, laughing loudly and gratuitously. Soon, though, Pinkie broke the stalemate by swiping Spike's feather from him, pulling off his sock and tickling the sole of his foot with it.
"AHAHAHAHA! Oh-ho, so that's how you want it, eh, Pinkie?" Spike questioned between laughs. He managed to wrench his ankle free and reach over far enough to yank Pinkie's shirt over her head and assault her slightly pudgy belly with his fingers. This allowed him to turn the tides of the fight in his favor as Pinkie started roaring out with hysterical laughter. So much that her face became absolutely drenched in tears.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! C-C-COME ON SPIKE! HAHAHAHA! KNOCK IT OFF! HAHAHAHAHA!"
"You know how to make it stop, Pinkie," Spike reminded her.
"OKAY, OKAY! I GIVE! YOU WIN!"
And with that, Spike was officially the reigning undefeated tickle fight champion.

Suddenly, the lights came back on, meaning that the electricity was back, including the TV. "Oh, thank heavens," said Rarity.
"You said it," Spike agreed.
"You know, Spike, even though we all lost, that tickle fighting sure was a lot of fun," said Pinkie.
"Yep. Glad you suggested it," Applejack agreed.
"Me too. I'd be happy to do it again sometime," Rarity added.
"Thanks. I'm glad you all had as much fun doing it as I had beating you all one by one," Spike teased.
"Enjoy it while it lasts, Spike, because next time, you're going down," said AJ.
"Oh yeah! Just you wait. I plan to sharpen my skills and my fingers to regain my tickle champ title one day!" said Pinkie.
"We'll see about that. But for now, what do you say we go back to watching our show?"

The girls all agreed to Spike's proposal and sat back down with him on the couch, continuing to enjoy their show and their delicious cupcakes. But now before they all unanimously said "We love you, Spike" and then kissed him on his face all at the same time. This stormy night had definitely turned out to be one to remember.

Author's Note

Another commission for my friend Leviarex.

Celestia's Lovecraftian Tickle Torture (Human Celestia)

It was Halloween night once again and Celestia, wealthy aristocrat and part-time swimsuit model, was ready to celebrate the night in the total solitude of her lavish mansion home. Normally, she would leave the front gate of her mansion open to welcome trick-or-treaters, but this year, she decided to leave a barrel full of candy for them out in front of her locked gate, which was completely adorned with spooky decorations. She was determined not to be disturbed tonight.

Celestia was sitting on a couch in her large parlor, wearing a purple bathrobe. She stared at the huge-screened television mounted on her wall while enjoying a glass of finely aged Irish wine. The TV was playing a marathon of classic horror movies, which Celestia had always been a big fan of. Also in that very same parlor was an ancient book that she had recently purchased during an auction. Supposedly, it was the actual Necronomicon itself. It was sitting on a pedestal and open to a page with a crude-looking drawing of a five-pointed star inside of a circle. The wealthy woman wasn't sure if she honestly believed that this book really possessed any magic powers, but it was still a very valuable antique and made for an excellent decoration, especially on this night.

Pretty soon, however, a beam of light from the full moon shined through the window onto the open book, causing the symbol on the page to glow bright blue. All of a sudden, Celestia's TV went dark and, much to her shock, a wave of blue magical energy erupted from the book and created an interdimensional gateway right there in her parlor. As if things couldn't get any more bizarre, out of the gateway emerged the most horrific creature that Celestia had ever laid eyes on. It was a large, round, dark green potato-like monster with three huge eyes, a yellow beak filled with sharp teeth and too many long yellow tentacles to count. It was also almost as tall and wide as the entire parlor itself. The woman was shocked and terrified beyond all reasoning.

The monster stared down at Celestia with its three massive eyeballs. She stood frozen in fear of what this ghoulish creature could be planning to do with her. A fiendish smile appeared on its face as it reached out one of its tentacles and tickled her in the back of the knee, making her giggle like a little schoolgirl. It was then that she realized what this creature's true intentions were. It wasn't planning to eat her or harm her in any way. It was planning to tickle her. Now, to most people, this wouldn't seem nearly so bad, but to someone like Celestia, who was always so ticklish that even so much as hearing the word 'tickle' was enough to elicit a giggle from her, it was a fate that filled her unbelievable terror.

This was enough to break her out of her terrified trance as she made a break for the double doors in the hopes of calling her security guards to gun the beast down. Before she could make it, though, the creature wrapped its tentacles around her ankles and pulled her back towards it. It then tied up her wrists and removed her bathrobe, revealing her glorious naked body, and raised her ten feet off the ground.

As even more of the monster's long, gangly tentacles approached her exposed body, the poor, helpless woman made a desperate plea to her captor. "Please, don't do this! I beg of you! I'll do anything you want! Please just let me go!" she pleaded. But it was useless as the creature's various tentacles finally made contact with several different points on her body, including her breasts, belly, belly button, armpits, buttocks, foot soles and the backs of her knees. This caused her to start absolutely roaring with unrestrained laughter as the ticklish assault was much more than she could bare.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! P-PLEASE STO--HA-HA-HA-P!!! I CA... I CAN'T TAKE I-HI-HI-HIT!!!" she begged as tears began to soak her beautiful face and smudge her make up. It actually seemed to work as the monster's tentacles began to retract from her body and finally allowed her a moment to breathe. But it was only temporary as, before long, the torture began anew, but instead of tickling her entire body, this time, the monster focused its efforts solely on her large breasts and backside. Of course, her breasts just happened to be where she was the most ticklish of all.

The poor woman wailed and screamed and hollered, laughing her lungs out as she was unable to fight back against the beast's noodle-like appendages wiggling furiously all over her sensitive body parts. All she could do was cry out for help and beg the creature to stop. "HEHEHEHELP MEHEHEHEHEEE!!!!" she shouted through her laughter over and over again, to which no answer ever came due to the room being soundproof.

This went on for several hours before the creature finally had its fill of Celestia's misery and released her. Although it at last allowed her to breathe properly, it carelessly left her gasping on the floor as it slipped back through the portal it had come through back to its own realm. Celestia was so drained that she drifted off to sleep right their on the floor.

The next morning, one of Celestia's maids came into the parlor just like she did every morning to clean the place. She was 19 years old with a brown bob haircut. When she opened the door, however, what she found was completely out of the ordinary. Her mistress was lying asleep on the floor, completely devoid of clothing. Despite her embarrassment at seeing her boss in this state, she quickly rushed over to her and shook her awake to make sure she was okay. Celestia opened her eyes and gazed up at her loyal servant, feeling grateful that someone had finally showed up to check on her.

"Miss Celestia. What happened to you?" asked the young maid.
Celestia decided that it would be too hard to explain it to the girl, especially since she didn't fully understand it herself. "I think you're better off not knowing, my dear," she answered. Even so, she still allowed her to assist her in getting to her feet so she could put her bathrobe back on and go to her bedroom to put on some real clothes.

Later that day, given what she had just experienced last night, Celestia decided to burn the Necronomicon in her fireplace to prevent such a thing from ever happening again. However, what she didn't know was that the book she had just destroyed was not the original Necronomicon, but merely an elaborate copy. The true version of the book was still out there somewhere.

Author's Note

Another Halloween themed commission for Leviarex.