You've Come To The Right Neighborhood

"Pinkie! Get off him!"

"Yeah, Trixie's stunt was bad enough. Now the poor fella looks plumb terrified!"

"And he's still hurt from his fall, remember/!"

While the group was having this discussion, Spike was busy wrapping his head around a few truths he was now discovering; one, this was now the second time he'd had physical contact with a naked female, even if both were a platonic setting. Two, for reasons he had yet to discern, this group seemed to have absolutely no problems with being naked in the open, much less around someone they'd just met. And third...this Pinkie hit like a baseball bat! Seriously, it almost knocked the wind out of him!

Before he could really ruminate on all that, he was brought out of his thoughts by a brief 'oop!' from the pink pony coupled with the feel of her suddenly being lifted off him, followed by the odd sensation of his own body rising into the air. "W-wha..?" Was all he could really get out; the both of them were enveloped in a bizarre purple light of some sort that slowly rotated him into a vertical position. Instead of bewilderment like he was experiencing, she just had a sheepish smile on her face.

Unfortunately - or fortunately - depending on how you see it, this rotating also had the added effect of putting his face in between Pinkie's thighs. Spike's eyes widened to near comical proportions when he realized he was just inches away from the plump lips of her center. "Whoa..."

'drip, drip'

It was also at that moment when he felt his face heat up, coupled with something warm and familiar trickling from his nose.

"He's bleeding!" Twilight's now concerned tone, along with Pinkie being abruptly moved aside, quickly roused him from his 'encounter'...only for a now worried looking alicorn's face to replace it, along with two very soft hands on either side of his face. "Oh my gosh, your nose!" She said frantically. "Oh no, you aren't coming down with something are you??" She ran her hands up and down. "You don't feel too warm, but illnesses aren't really my forte!"

Spike, meanwhile, was trying hard to keep calm after what he'd just experienced. 'There..there's a cute girl...who's also a princess...touching me...!' If this was anime, he'd swear a cloud of steam would've erupted from his mug.

"He's turning red!" Twilight yelped, looking back at the others. "Someone get Nurse Redheart!

"Twilight...I...I don't think he's sick..." The orchid-colored mare spoke up, stepping closer. Glancing her way, Spike noticed that, on closer inspection, her mane - a sort of swept back mohawk - and tail were a dark rose. He also noticed that the item on her head was the broken stump of a horn, revealing her to be a unicorn. Part of him wondered what could've done that, but felt it better not to say anything.

And for one reason or another, she was actually wearing an article of clothing, though it was just a white cotton bikini bottom. Her choice of footwear seemed to be some kind of military-style boots. While she wasn't quite as muscular as Applejack, she had visible definition on her arms and abs. But, like the others, she still had some admirable curves that went along with her mid C-cup chest, complete with pale pink nipples.

"Tempest, look at him!" Twilight protested before Tempest started whispering to her. During this, he saw she had a tattoo of what looked like a burst of fireworks.

As she whispered, Twilight's expression changed from alarmed, to confusion, to realization, then her face turned redder than his before she let out an alarmed squeak and vanished in a flash of the same purple light - causing the glow holding him and Pinkie to vanish in the process - reappearing a few yards away.

"Heh, sorry about that." The one she called Tempest spoke up, chuckling a little. "With a couple exceptions, Twilight's never really been around males, so she wasn't exactly prepared for getting that kind of reaction from one." She looked over at Fluttershy and two other mares he hadn't met yet; one a light purple-grey and the other yellowish-grey with glasses. All three apparently had made the same conclusion Twilight had since they were blushing just as brightly.

"W-w-wait...!" Spike yelped, backing up a little in panic as the pieces finally started falling in place, "I'm not a perv, I swear! This is the first time I've ever been around naked girls, much less physical contact!" With a groan, he slumped onto the ground. "Oh man..."

Tempest quickly crouched down by him. "You ok?"

"Yeah...jus-just a delayed case of culture shock." He chuckled weakly.

"Wait a moment." Rarity spoke up, her own cheeks pinking some. "What about when you were with Fluttershy..."

"I thought she just liked being naked at home!" He semi-whined. "Didn't wanna cause a scene!" He let out a long exhale to try and settle himself before looking at her. "Um...Tempest, was it?"

"Yep. Real name's Fizzlepop Berrytwist, but I thought Tempest Shadow sounded cooler when I was a filly."

'Fizzle...? First Fluttershy, then Pinkie, Twilight, and now Fizzlepop...I guess absurdly cute names are common here. Um, I can't help but notice you aren't acting the same."

"Heh, to be honest, I'm just happy you're reacting to me as a female first. I used to work for a guy who was pretty powerhungry...and most other Equestrians still kinda see that part of me first." She smirked and puffed her chest out a little, combined with a whispered - though he still heard her- "Guess I still got it."

'I'll second that.' He commented mentally, noticing her smirk widen when she caught him glancing at her breasts. "I..I see you're...um..I guess wearing a bit more than the others would be the best way to put it."

"Well, you've probably noticed by now that Equestrians don't normally wear clothes. At least, not out of formal stuff. I haven't really been back long, so I'm trying to get used to things."

"Yeah, Fizzie's still a little shy!" Pinkie spoke up, sitting not too far off. However, her legs were still spread out.

"Pinkie, could you at least cross your legs before he hurts himself!?" Tempest chided her as Spike clamped his hands over his nose to try and stem the resumed bleeding.