Enter The Dragon...Layer

"Ok...just calm down." Spike said to himself once he managed to get out of the palace after dealing with his...issue. Luckily, the others were still eating, so that gave him a clear path to the front door.

Unfortunately, in doing that, he made one small error: he'd forgotten to get himself anything to eat. He looked back at the entry way and quickly shook his head. "Not going back in there right now." He said to himself. That left only one option. 'Sugar Cube Corner it is, then.'

The late morning streets of Ponyville, normally filled with the sounds of shops doing business, random chatter, and various other sounds. Right now though, it was eerily quiet.

"What happened to us!?"

"Don't dragons eat meat? I'm a vegetarian!"

"What if we're like this forever!?"

Well, quiet aside from the flower trio having their standard panic fit. Spike quickly tuned them out. 'They've probably all gone back to bed, hoping it's a dream...or trying to come to terms with the change.' Truth be told, even though it was a clear blue sky, and birds and various other animals could be heard, it was unnerving to say the least.

"It's wierd, Diamond. I mean, most of my clothes barely fit any more, but I have breasts now! I have to be a C-cup at least now!"

Stopping mid-step, Spike turned towards the voice, recognizing it. "Silver Spoon?" He asked no one in particular.

"I hear that! Normally, neither of us would be caught dead out in our birthday suits...now though..."

"Yep, and Diamond Tia...ra..." He trailed off when he saw them. While the color and voices were unmistakable....though their new dragon bodies were, like the rest, a bit bigger and definitely more shapely then normal...it was what they had on, or didn't, in this case.

Silver was wearing a string bikini that looked more like paint than fabric, barely covering her nipples and privates. Diamond, however, didn't even seem to bother, opting to wear a few chains around her neck, some hanging low enough to hide the nipples on her new D-cup breasts, while having a small set of chains on her waist, hanging just low enough to give her some measure of modesty.

Saying it was hard for him not to stare was like saying Rainbow Dash liked to fly. Though he was broken out of his trance by the returning snugness in his pants. 'Gah! Go away, you bastard! You've already given me enough trouble today!'

Unfortunately for his stomach, that gave them enough to spy him.

"Whoa..." Diamond's jaw dropped a tad. "W-when did Spike turn into a...a..."

"Hot little studmuffin you wanna ride until you can't feel your thighs?" Silver's new forked tongue flicked out over her lips

"Was gonna say fox, but that works!"

"I..I...chains...haa..." Before he could reboot fast enough to come up with a more coherent reply, the two former fillies had sauntered over to him. Spike felt his pulse speed up a bit when he watched their hips swing with each step, causing Diamond's chains to sway and bounce, giving him just the faintest peek at what lay behind them.

When they got near, he realized Silver's bikini was a bit smaller then he thought, her. Isn't....isn't that uncomfortable?' He thought, noticing just how snug the bottom was against her new draconic curves.

"Hey, Spike." The one in question purred, moving in and wrapping her arms around his, pressing her breasts against his bicep. "So, another insane day in Ponyville, huh?"

"Yeah...l-looks like it." He gulped, trying to ignore the two soft globes squished against him.

"Gotta admit, though, as weird as this was at first..." Diamond grinned as she draped her own arms over his shoulders. "But I kinda like these new curves." She leaned in. "You know how we looked before."

Spike squeaked when they moved their 'tops' giving him view of a bare breast each. The two nipples were a creamy pink, though Silver's were slightly darker

"What do you say we go somewhere private so you can have a...hands-on comparison?" Silver whispered, her tongue tickling his ear.

"Ooh, would you look at the time!" He yelped, holding up his somewhat bare arm. "I'd love to stick around and hear the breast of this, ladies, but I gotta go see a cruller about a thing! Ta!" He quickly squeezed out of their grasp and bolted.

"Think he'll realize what he just said?" Diamond asked, watching him run off. Though, her gaze was aimed a little low.

Silver shrugged, sharing her friend's view. "Maybe, maybe not. Either way, you know what this means."

They both grinned. "Victory!" The two cried in unison, before letting loose with a 'Bump bump sugar-lump rump'.

It was also at this moment that he looked behind to see if they were chasing them...only to get a view of two rounded, and quite bare, backsides bouncing together. "Whoa..Gakthp!"

And trip over his own feet mid-run, nearly landing in a heap.

"What is going on...??" He panted, finally reaching Sugar Cube Corner. "First the girls, the princesses...now those two!? Ember doesn't act like this! I mean, is this normal for she-dragons and being dragonlord just lets her be the exception to the rule?" A growl from his stomach was enough to bring him out of his semi-mild panic and remind him he was there for a reason.

Thankfully, save for Carrot Cake at the counter, the place was empty.

"Wow. Spike you look rough." The older stallion commented when saw him.

"It's a long story, Mr. C." He responded, slumping in his seat. "I just need something on my stomach."

"Ah. Here, I know just the thing." He quickly headed to the kitchen.

Meanwhile, Spike tried to relax. It wasn't even noon yet and he felt like he'd rather be back in bed. Unfortunately, with how the girls were acting, that was probably a little hazardous right now.

A few minutes later and he caught the smell of Sugar Cube's signature chocolate-caramel swirl pancakes. The aroma briefly , plus the sight of Carrot returning with stack of them carrying his concerns away.

Setting the plate down, Carrot looked at him. "Spike, I know you never really been around other dragons...except the current dragonlord...?" He gave the 'trying-to-remember-a-name' windmill gesture.

"Ember"

"Right. Well, granted it's still kind of a shock that my wife's a dragon now." He chuckled a little. "But, she's still Cup." His face turned bright red before he continued. "Except she..." Before he could continue, Cup Cake came into view. As a dragon, she stood several inches taller than her husband, wearing nothing but an apron that did little to hide her voluptuous figure.

"Morning, Spike." She smiled warmly at him, bringing a bit of relief to things....at least, until she suddenly wrapped around Carrot in a very sensual manner, her new f-cup breasts framing the guy's head as she voice turned into a lustful growl. "When you get done here, come to the back, baby. Mama's..." Carrot squeaked when she reached down and grabbed his crotch. "Hungry." She licked his neck before letting him go and heading to the kitchen, hips and tail swinging all the way.

"Is...is this normal for lady dragons?" He managed to get out, still blushing brightly.

Spike quickly turned his attention back to his breakfast. "No clue!" Quickly wolfing down his mean, he paid and beat a hasty exit, but not before hearing Cup growl playfully, followed by Carrot's whimper of 'Be gentle...?'

He knew it was a little cruel, but Spike couldn't help but feel a little relieved at the fact he wasn't the only one the dragonized mares were behaving oddly around. He sighed "Maybe I should send a letter to Ember-oof!"

"Whoa! Easy there, Pard! Oh, it's you, Spike." Big Mac said once the two of them regained their balance from the collision. "Got a lot on yer mind, too?"

"Putting it mildly." Spike looked back towards the palace. "Let's just say I won't be heading home until later today."

"AJ and Bloom are scaley too, huh?"

"Yep...all six of them, along with Starlight, Trixie, and the CMC" Spike ticked them off.

Mac sighed. "Just when ya think things can't get any weirder in this town. Any of 'em got anything 'bout what caused all this?"

"Not yet." 'Doesn't help that they were all oogling me. ME, of all guys...!'

"Ah gotta tell ya, it was a shock to mah system when Ah came down fer breakfast only to see Granny...in nothin' but an apron, scaly, an a foot taller than me!" Mac shook his head violently. "Ain't really a sight Ah wanna relive, but...oddly enough, she looks a heck of a lot younger as a dragon."

Spike just looked at him, trying to keep the image of a naked Granny Smith from forming in his head.