"Oh come on Lilac. We have to go! Its Nightmare Nights. We need to have fun once in awhile don't we?" It was getting dark, around dusk at this time. The one speaking was a large drake pony mix named Pastel Peach. As she spoke her costume shook with excitement, it was a simple ghost outfit made from a sheet.
Next to talk was a small spotted doe. Although her genetics gave her a pair of antlers, not to mention an extra eye. "Listen Peach. If Zecora finds us she might make us go to ghastly gorge again to collect more flecked rocks!" The doe squeaked, ripping off the sheet from Pastel. The sheet flew up and got stuck on one of Zecora's many hanging potted potions.
"Well that's just rude." The drakony grumbled, grabbing the sheet with one of her large paws. Her horns nudged some jars and pots as she laid the sheet back over her slender fluffy pink body. "I'm going with or without you Lilac. I suggest you come to at least eat some candy." Pastel grumbled. She then headed out the door and out through the Everfree forest. Of course she only went about 5 feet before stopping and waiting for Lilac. She knew her argument would change her mind.
After 10 minutes the sounds of Lilacs little pattering hooves came from the direction of Zecoras, she then melded out from the darkness to stand by the "ghastly ghost."
The two headed away to Ponyville, one as a ghost and the other dressed in some tattered clothes to hopefully look like a three-eyed monster of some sorts. Trees rustled with a soft warm breeze of the spookiest of nights. Excitement grew in the drake pony as they began to hear the cheers and screams from in town.
They could even here Luna herself play around as Nightmare Moon for the celebration. On the other hoof, Lilac was ultimately terrified, and not just of Zecora. If their costumes failed or perhaps fell off what would happen to them? Will a mob form? Maybe they'll send in the Wonderbolts to drive us out! We'll be banished by the princesses themselves!!
She gulped as all the thoughts raced through her head. But by the time she opened her mouth to ask to go back home, they were there at the edge of Ponyville...
"Lets go get more candy!" A young colt yipped as he ran by with two fillies.
"But I wanna go to the haunted house!" One filly grumbled.
"I wanna go ding dong ditch someone guys!" The other filly whined.
Pastel gave a soft giggle as her eyes watched the trio of foals prance off to have a night of fun. Her soft yellow eyes then looked to Lilac and her maw turned to a frown. "Dude. We are gonna be fine. I promise you." She said to the smaller of the two, gently bumping her rump against her sisters.
The doe gulped and nodded, slowly heading into the heart of town where all the games were. "Listen all we gotta do is avoid the statue of Nightmare Moon, that's usually where Zecora is." Pastel said with a soft nod.
"Okay. Lets just get some candy and go home." She huffed back as she flinched from a nearby shriek in a haunted house. Just some candy? Heck no we are gonna play games and go to haunted houses too! At least I will. Pastel thought with an annoyed ear twitch.
The night drew on, and as it did the pair had more and more fun. They explored the town center first, meeting ponies, even the princess of friendship Twilight Sparkle! The two played game like dunking for apples, pin the tail on the timberwolf and the spider toss. Each time Lilac giggled and clapped her hooves. The collected more and more candy from the games, deciding to save actual trick-or-treating for after the best thing, the haunted house.
"You sure you can handle the haunted house Lilac?" Pastel looked to her sister with a concerned glance but a reassuring smile. "I will be right by you as we go in."
Lilac gave a meek smile and a nod along with it. "I think I will be okay sis." she gave a giggle as some foals ran out of the haunted house screaming, even though a few feet away they stopped running and began laughing about how scared they were.
The two grown mare and doe headed into the entrance, immediately they were met by darkness and a soft smokey atmosphere. Both of their hearts, almost in unison, began to race in both panic and eagerness. "I can't tell if I'm scared or if I'm excited!" Lilac squeaked with a cute little shudder.
Pastel snerked and jumped as bit as her rump bumped into something, but it was too dark to see if it was anything worth getting spooked about. Her claws scraped the ground as she followed the path to their supposed doom.
Little shrieks came from fake vampires or ghouls that would pop up on occasion, "This is actually lame..." Pastel murmured. Just after her comment a large pony jumped out in front of the two, causing Lilac to cry out in distress.
Lilac and Pastel Peach exited the haunted house, unscathed. Well except for Lilacs pride. "I can't believe I got scared so much! Ugh, that was embarrassing..." The doe whimpered as she hung her head, but a fluffy reassuring paw patted her back in consolation.
"Just because I didn't squeal doesn't make you a total wimp or anything. It just means you know how to be scared of things. I dunno why I wasn't scared though, I guess that stuff just isn't as scary as I thought... Maybe it's my size." She huffed with a singular shrug.
The two then did the last thing on their list, actual trick or treating! They went around to each house, filling small bags full of candy. Sadly they couldn't get a whole lot or Zecora would find out about their night out.
"I can't believe some of the houses ignored us!" Lilac groaned as she chewed on a piece of gummy candy.
"I'm sorry Lilac, it's my fault. I'm pretty sure my size and horns scared them off. Ponies around here don't take too kindly to dragons. At least some of them figured it was only part of the costume!" The drakony gave a chuckle as they waddled along. But then a cold and sharp breeze cut through the night like a birds morning song. "Whoa it got really chilly..." She huffed to her smaller sibling.
Lilac nodded in agreement and the two froze at the edge of the forest, their eyes were drawn by a soft mint green glow off to the right of the forest up in the smaller nearby mountains. The glow seemed to come from a cave towards the base of these mountains.
The two gave each other a look, practically reading the minds of one another.
"Pastel we should really just go home." Lilac gulped with concern. The fluffy drake pony frowned and looked down with a defeated sigh. It was late and they should get back before Zecora. With that they pattered along the dirt path back home, but this wasn't the end of this story.
Once home Pastel went to her large room towards the back of Zecora's hut, it was a large add on and could barely be considered a room, but it was hers. She didn't sleep once in her room, she sat in wait of Lilac's peaceful breathing.
It took longer than expected that night. Pastel figured it was from all the candy and excitement from the dusk hours before. Once the doe was asleep though... she was wide awake. The drake pony jumped up, lightly, and headed back outside through the Everfree forest.
The night had gotten even colder as it got darker. She began to wonder if CTS was having a Halloween party by chance. Pastel shook her head and exhaled softly, it didn't matter if they were. She felt disconnected from there, as if no one would give her a chance or let her into their own playtime.
Tears developed in her eyes but once again she brushed them off, just like her thoughts. Her pink fluffy fur snagged on some bushes as she squeezed her way through and off towards the mountains where the glow had been seen only an hour earlier, but it seemed to have dissipated.
"No... It was there. Well here." She grumbled, heading closer to the mountains.
As she was close she realized that her costume was still on. Maybe if I get in trouble I'll be lucky enough to be thought of as just some rascally teenager.
Pastel thought to herself as her paws felt gravel come under her feet. She slipped a bit as it flowed her down a slope, straight to the entrance of the cave. What if it's quarry eels... Her throat tightened as she gulped.
Pastel cleared her throat and peeked into the cave. Her eyes shined like a cats as she took in the surroundings. A soft dripping came from somewhere, she looked up and down seeing stalactites peppering the ceiling and stalagmites spread across the floor.
It all seemed very damp and dark, perfect for bats, spiders, and maybe even some water newts, but she also noticed something else, the glow. "U-Um hello?" Pastel's soft voice called throughout the cave in a short series of echos.
No reply came back. Her paws began to move forward, only a few inches at a time, her back hooves occasionally making a tapping sound as she navigated through the protruding cavern floors.
The mare drew closer to the glow, her eyes growing bigger with innocent curiosity, then she noticed that the cave began to heat up. She licked her lips as she rounded a corner and met face to face with a small fire. A mounted fire to be specific, hanging on the wall in the form of a torch.
Someone must live here... Then came a clatter of things gently falling down. It came from further into the cave. Pastel followed the minty green flamed torches down a path to whatever the noise was. Finally she got to an opening which led into a large cavern that was lit bright.
A gasp escaped from her soft lift as her fur began to bristle in amazement. At the top of the room was an opening to the outside world, most likely leading back out to somewhere on the mountains.
The amazing part though was how the moonlight came in through the shaft, it was reflecting off of a large pile in the center of the room. The pile seemed to be made of mostly gems as well as some gold and fancy carriages and clothes. "Whoa this looks like a dragon stash!" Pastel gasped. That's when the real surprise emerged.
The pile of stashed items became distorted as it moved and seemed to fall apart, from it a large figure emerged. It was a dragon, but not a normal dragon it was made of crystal. She looked very much like the ponies you would find out in the crystal empire.
Pastel winced as the moonlight then gleamed off the dragon instead, causing the entire cave room to shimmer with specks of light. "But it is a dragons stash." The larger of the two spoke in a hiss as her head turned to look down at the fluffy drake pony.
Pastel squeaked and backed up quickly, only to trip over her slim tail. As this happened, the crystalline dragon raised a claw to strike at her, but she paused as Pastel's costume slipped off.
"A dragon?" The reptile whispered. But once giving another look over her she realized she head no wings and her back legs were hooved. "No... a drake pony? Quite the combination."
She let down her claw and moved her face closer to Pastel, her hot breath ruffling the drakony's fur. Her pink eyes looked into the others yellow ones and a smirk grew on her lips. "What pleasure do I owe to have someone visiting my lair?" Her voice purred out.
Pastel blinked and stuttered out, "T-Trick or.. T-Treat?" which caused the dragon to below out a hearty laugh.
"Oh that's adorable. Well I don't have candy but I have some tasty gems." Her tail wrapped around a ruby and dragged it over to Pastel in a generous offering. The mare gulped and slowly took it.
"Th-thank you?" she whispered in a meek voice.
The crystal dragon laughed again and then wrapped her tail around Pastel, bring her close to her nest of stolen goods. "Listen I'm not gonna hurt you. I was gonna simply scare you away." Her smirk was still molted onto her lips. "I'm Brissliy."
She nodded as the dragon spoke to her. "I um... I'm Pastel Peach." Brissliy stared at Pastel silently, as if observing her.
"A pony name? Surprising... Well Pastel why are you really here?" She questioned down at her, tightening her tail grip slightly.
"I saw that light..." The drake pony nodded back at the torches. "It was glowing very bright." With that Brissliy groaned in annoyance and let go of Pastel.
"Well that was my fault. Since it's Nightmare Night I took the liberty to gorge myself with gems more than usual. What you saw was probably a burp." She gave a small, embarrassed chuckle. "Now then... Why don't you stay awhile and celebrate with me and some gems?" Pastel couldn't help but nod at the offer. She had never met another dragon or drake before and it would be nice to talk with her own kind for once.
Throughout the night Brissliy spoke of things dragons do from when they are hatchlings to teens and to larger adult dragons. With every word Pastel became more and more entranced by her words, intently listening to every detail.
After an hour or so the dragon stopped speaking to give the other a chance to speak but she was so tired and amazed by it all that she didn't really want to talk about herself. "I really wish I had grown up differently." Pastel said after a few moments of silence.
A crystal tail gave her a pat on the back of reassurance and her snout lowered to nuzzle into the soft pink fur. "I'm sorry things weren't as great as they could have been." Pastel huffed and looked up to the dragon with soft eyes.
Brissliy then grabbed a sapphire and handed it to her. "Here. Eat your feelings out." Pastel giggled and took the gem. She looked to it then back up to the dragoness with a soft blush and leaned forward.
"I think I'm full enough of gems." She whispered as their lips got dangerously close.
"Full on gems? Impossible." Brissliy whispered back as their lips then locked into an intense kiss.
The two kept kissing though, neither backing down. Then with a sudden burst the crystal dragons claw came down onto Pastel, pinning her against the stash that lay below them. She squeaked as she was pressed down. "W-wait!" But she hadn't spoken up in time. A gas came from the large dragon as she discovered something very unusual, an erect cock standing at full mast on Pastel.
"O-Oh my... well this is new." Her pink eyes moved back up to Pastel to find her paws hiding her face. But she quickly moved her paws as she felt a soft slender touch go along her ridged shaft. The mare bit her lip as she saw Brissliys tongue move up the member and slowly wrap around it.
"Oh." Was all she could muster as the pleasure spiked through her body.
The dragoness giggled and pulled back from the cock before her. She then planted herself onto her side, her back legs spread and a smile on her face. "Are you still full?~" Pastel couldn't help but stare at the practically winking pussy before her. It was large but nothing her own dragon dick couldn't handle. But she knew what Brissliy wanted at that moment, she wanted her long thick tongue playing with her insides, and Pastel was more than happy to oblige.
The drake pony moved forward with a blush and hung over the warm puss. "Come on now little thing, be a darling and do as I want.~" The dragon cooed, using her tail to push the fluffy drake pone closer to it. She bit her lip and drew her muzzle close to it, giving the moistness a slender lick.
Brissliy huffed in pleasure as Pastel began to devour the warm cunt, shoving her tongue deeper and deeper into it's nethers. The dragon moaned louder and louder as the drakony kept slithering her tongue around the vagina walls, teasing at them.
She couldn't take it any longer, she pulled the small pink mare onto herself, practically begging to be rutted. Pastel felt so heated and bothered that she instantly pierced the dragonesses hole and began to rhythmically pound her hips into her. "Oh yes little mare! That's the stuff!" The crystal dragon growled, gripping onto her as she went at it.
She whimpered a bit, not used to feeling this immense of pleasure. It was so much that she was already close! What would she do? "B-Brissliy I-I'm gonna-!" Pastel squealed, gripping firmly onto the larger one's scales.
"Go ahead!" She cut in as they both began to reach climax. Pastel shot thick cum deep into the dragons womb and her own cunny leaked with clear juices.
In return Brissliys own vagina squirted out a mix of her clear cum and the hermaphrodite's semen.
Along with it the dragoness roared loudly, breathing fire onto the roof of the cave in pure bliss. It was a true thing is ecstasy.
The two began to weaken as they pulled away from one another, plopping down onto the pile of treasures. The dragon let off a huge yawn and closed her eyes. "Well that... was.. fun." With that she had fallen asleep. Pastel was close to that but then frowned.
I can't stay the night. Zecora will be home soon if she isn't already... Not to mention who could love someone like me? She hung her head and got up, sliding down the pile. She left with a heavy feeling in her chest.
The next day the drake pony stayed inside all day until seven at night struck. After that intense night she couldn't help but crave more. Perhaps she would go back to the clocktower even if it was only to play with one time ponies, that is if they would accept her.
Pastel made her way through the forest towards the ghastly gorge to attend a night at CTS. She was nervous and still sad from the night before. It was only a one time thing... She got through the forest and found herself not too far from the looming shadow of the clocktower.
Another soft breeze like before cut through the area as ponies and zebras and even changelings slipped on into the tower. She let out a sigh and headed in after them.
Once inside she looked at the usual decor of the welcoming hall. The bright lights of torches and the large CTS banners. She made her way down to the slave pens, quietly putting on her collar. But before she could actually enter the pen area, she bumped into something that seemed almost familiar. She glanced up and squealed in surprise, falling backwards.
"So..." the voice of the object said. "Want to be my pet?"
Tears flooded into Pastel's eyes as she stared up at the dragon before her. "Yes!"
