Enter The Dragon...Layer

Once he and Mac separated, and the farmpony headed back to the orchard to try and take his own mind off the situation, Spike found himself looking for a spot to relax as well. The only problem was finding it. As he made his way through the town, the lone male dragon learned a few things about the female of his species.

For one, they didn't seem too worried about wearing next to nothing out in public, or who saw them. Diamond, Silver, and judging from what Mac said, Granny Smith were proof enough for that.

Another, and a bit more surprising, was that some of the mares...the ones that weren't dating or married, to be more specific, were looking his way funnily. As in 'the same way the girls, Diamond, and Silver, were looking his way' funny. One extra bit of support for this was when he saw a now-dragonified Derpy wink before hiking the skirt of her mail uniform up considerably when she passed him. Granted, normally he wouldn't have batted an eye, since she'd forgotten her panties on more than one occasion...but she'd never done it deliberately before!

He quickly decided to head someplace less...occupied. Namely because he'd forgotten to change out of his sweat pants. "You aren't helping matters!" He growled at his currently raging hardon, trying to hide the tent as he went to find a spot in the Ponyville park where he could let his nerves settle. Thankfully, at this time of day, the place was almost unoccupied.

Key word: almost. He'd started to slump against a tree when a voice he hadn't expected to hear that day spike up.

"Spike? What're you doing out here?"

"Temp-?" He said, before choking on his voice when he saw her. Standing in front of him was an athletically-built dragoness, with Tempest Shadow's coloring, though her 'mane' was now a rose-colored fin similar to his, and her horn stub was still there.

And...with the exception of the bracers and shinguards of her armor, she was completely naked. "Tempest!?" He squawked, his face turning bright red.

"What?" She asked, like nothing was wrong.

He gestured wildly at her, mentally wondering why he wasn't looking away, but filed that question for later. "Why are you naked!? I can see your...your everything!"

"What are you talking about? I still have my greaves and vambraces on." She held her arms up to show him. "Though the rest of my gear got a little too snug to wear after I turned in a dragon." She looked around. "Noticed I wasn't the only one, either."

"W-well, every mare and fine titties-I mean filly in town!" He yelped. "Every female pony is a dragon now, even Luna and Celestia. But no one knows what happened." If he'd been paying attention, he would've seen her bite her lip a little. "They're all acting odd too. I mean, this morning, aside the princesses, the girls were all looking at me in a way that they never had before."

"Really? How so?" If he'd been paying attention, he would've caught the tremble in her voice.

"It...it was like a starving griffon you'd just offered a steak to."

"Like...this?"

He looked her way, and was greeted with an expression similar to the other females....but far more blatant: biting her lip with teeth visible over it, her cheeks were heavily pinked, eyes wide and glazed over with undisguised lust and hunger, focused straight at him, and steam puffing her nostrils as her breathing came out in harsh pants before her now reptilian tongue darted out to lick her lips. "Tempest? You feeling-MMMF!"

He was abruptly cut off by a Pinkie-worthy, muzzle-mashing glomp, the force of which was enough to take him completely off his feet and back several more, with Tempest right on top of him. He barely felt his reunion with the ground before her limbs and tail were wrapped around him. "Tempest! What the!?" He yelped, only for his eyes to widen at the feel of her vigorously grinding against his growing erection.

"Damn pants...in the way...!" She huffed, a moan escaping her lips as she put more pressure into it.

"TEMPEST!" He finally managed to yell, surprising her enough to let him roll, reversing their positions. "What. The HELL. Has gotten into you!?"

The 'dragoness' gasped at the sudden shift in weight. "N-nya...!" She looked up him with an expression that reminded him of a frightened Fluttershy back when they were still in the 'new friend' stage. "I-I'm sorry, master..." Even her voice was similar in tone. " Please be gentle..."

"...what?" Spike blinked in surprise, only to feel something make itself known deep in his gut, a feeling that he'd experienced before, ever since his 'incident' those years back. It tended to make itself known when Twilight - and Starlight once she moved in - felt the need to walk around the house in nothing but their underwear. And every time it showed, two words came with it.

Spike...want.

He'd always been able to shrug it off most of the time, but as puberty settled in, it seemed to show with more intensity. At this moment, though, it hit HARD. 'Spike...want!'"Gah!" He cried out, quickly pulling away from her a bit as he sat up. 'Not now, damn you!'

'SPIKE....WANT!

'And I said NO! You aren't welcome OR wanted here! So. BUCK. OFF!' He sighed and tried to catch his breath as he felt it recede some. However, he also heard a sniffle from under him. "Huh?"

Tempest was looking up at him, lower lip quivering and tears visibly welling in her eyes. "M-master...doesn't like me...?"

"Wha-no! Nonono! It's not that, Tempest! He put what he hoped was a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "You just surprised me, is all. This whole morning has been like this, pretty much." He explained, feeling a measure of relief when that seemed to console her. 'Dang...she's...actually kind of adorable like this.'

"Then...does Master still wanna claim his Tempest?" She asked hopefully.

"Wh-what do you mean 'claim'? And...'m-my Tempest'??" He asked, thoroughly confused. First all the girls becoming dragons, then them...eyeing him like a piece of meat, and now this?? Deep down, he was torn between wanting to sing, and wishing he had stayed in bed.