Dragon Needs

Spike awoke in the morning with a yawn. He smacked his lips as he stretched and felt joints pop and muscles stretch and flex. With a smile he got up and began his day. It had been many months since he began his sexual conquest of Ponyville’s mares. And he made sure to leave each and every one he laid with carrying his foals.

He began his day making breakfast, devouring his meal of eggs, toast and gems before heading outside to greet the day.

“Ah, another day in paradise.” Spike sighed happily.

He looked around as he walked, seeing many of the mares in town he’d slept with now showing small baby bumps and others with larger, more prominent bellies. He smiled, feeling proud of his work and the looks many of the mares were giving him. All either happily smiling at him or giving him a grin, silently asking for another night like their last.

He would have to check with Pinkie, who seemed to keep a list of mares who wanted another roll in the hay with him. However, today he wanted to check in on Rarity. It had been three months since he finally slept with her, three months since she became pregnant and only three other sexual encounters since the first. That was far too little for the crowning jewel of his conquests.

He arrived at Carousel Boutique, seeing the clothing store was a little…unkempt. Some dust was on the windows, a few bits of tall grass and weeds marred the normally well manicured lawn in front. It immediately made Spike worry. Rarity never let anything get even a little untidy.

Spike walked up and knocked on the door. “Rarity? You home?”

He didn’t get an answer. Checking he found the door open and walking inside he saw the store looked alright, but still no sign of Rarity. He walked upstairs and caught the whiff of… chocolate. Chocolate, doughnuts, ice creams, and other sweet treats.

“Uh…Rarity?” Spike called out worriedly. “You home?”

He made it to her bedroom door, and after a moment, opened it. Rarity’s room was…messy. Various clothing and sewing supplies were on foldout tables, another table held various bits of food, mostly sweets, and drinks. A mostly full trashcan took residence next to the food table, and finally there was Rarity herself.

She was sleeping on her bed, but her belly was HUGE. She looked eight, even nine months pregnant. Her rear also looked much larger, softer too, and because she was sleeping on her back, Spike got an unhindered view of her teats, swollen and actually leaking their lactose.

“Oh boy…” Spike muttered in awe at the filled out mare and her lactating teats.

He enjoyed the sight for a time before shaking his head. It had been two months since he last saw her…at all, actually. He chalked it up to her being busy working on dress commissions and him being busy rutting mares all over town. Carefully, Spike walked up next to Rarity’s bed, going to try and wake her up.

“Hey Rarity.” Spike said softly, gently rubbing her hoof like she enjoyed. “It’s time to wake up.”

She gave a light snort before blinking. “Hmm, Sweetie Belle, is that you?” She asked sleepily. “How long was I out?”

“It’s Spike, and…I’d like to ask you the same question.” The dragon asked worriedly.

“Hm?” Rarity said, blinking rapidly before turning her head and seeing the dragon. “Spike!?” She yelped, and proceeded to try and roll onto her side to cover herself. It reminded Spike of watching a turtle trying to roll over. Eventually after several tries she settled back onto the bed and huffed, already out of energy. “Do you mind…helping me up?” She asked.

“Sure.” Spike nodded, helping the poor pregnant mare onto her hooves. “So, what’s all this about?”

“Oh, well, as you can see I’m…rather pregnant.” She said, taking careful steps once Spike helped her onto the floor. “The doctor said they…lost count at four.” She said meekly.

Spike’s eyes widened at hearing that. “Oh…uh…” Spike started to wonder…just how many of his kids will be running around at this point…as he stared at her belly and felt like the ramifications were finally coming back to haunt him. “Well…I’m here to support you, Rarity.”

“Hm, well, that is very kind of you Spikey. I’ve been working, living, and eating all from my bedroom. Doctor says I’m only going to get bigger. As is I have trouble moving and Sweetie has been very helpful with shopping and managing the store. They say I shouldn’t move much as I get further along. Probably will even need a…C-Section” She frowned, walking over to the food table and began biting into a pastry.

“I understand.” Spike nodded. “Is there any way I can help out and make this…all easier Rarity?”

“Oh that’s kind of you to offer but…I don’t know Spikey. I’ll just be…busy until I have to be in the hospital. With how big I’m going to get they'll want me to stay in the hospital to make sure both me and the babies will be alright. Until then I’m trying to make as many orders as I can and Sweetie can hopefully sell the excess to keep the boutique open while I’m away.”

“If you need the fund’s to keep this place going, I can easily help.” Spike said. “Twilight’s a Princess and get’s ‘Royal Allowances’, which is more bit’s than she has any reason to use, so she gives me a pretty good amount of bits that I can spend on anything I want.”

“That’s kind Spikey but…honestly that’s only part of the reason. The other is…I’m scared.” Rarity admitted. “I’m huge Spike. I look like I'm ready to pop and I’m not even close to ready to give birth, I have more babies in me than most mares ever have in their whole lives, and to top it all off,” She said, finishing off her pastry and then began eating another. “I’m getting so fat!”

“Hey, you're not fat.” Spike stated simply. “It’s a new fashion trend, haven’t you ever heard ‘thick thigh’s save lives’.” Spike said happily.

That managed to make the fashionista chuckle lightly. “I appreciate the effort Spike but honestly, I’m bloated, I’m leaking milk, and I’m sure my plot is not as nice as it was three months ago. Not to mention that once the babies are born my body will…not be the same. Doctor’s said the scar will be fairly visible, and mares in my family don’t lose the foal weight, even with diet and exercise. My figure will be ruined!” Rarity said, tears flowing as she began eating more of her snacks.

Spike gently took Rarity’s face and pulled it towards him so she could face him fully. “Rarity, I like big flanks, and I cannot lie.” Spike started. “It doesn’t matter to me what scar’s you have, or how big you get, I’ll always love you my wonderful unicorn.” The dragon smiled warmly.

“That’s nice of you to say Spike but honestly, after this pregnancy, all I’ll have is my pretty face.”

“Look me in the eyes and tell me that your body needs to look perfect for me to love you.” Spike told her bluntly.

She looked up at the young drake, lips stained in custard and chocolate and tears in her eyes. “You-you’re just saying that…”

Spike decided to throw words out the window and go in, planting a firm, loving and passionate kiss on the lips of the love of his life, wanting to prove that what he said was true.

Rarity accepted it, feeling wanted, needed as she did her best to wrap her hooves around Spike’s body.

She rapidly lost track of time in the passion and only broke from it when Spike picked her up with little effort. “Oh my! You can lift me?” She asked.

“I’ve had a lot of practice moving things for Twilight.” Spike said readily. “I’m really strong, even if I don’t look like it.”

“I…see…” She said, blushing red. “Well, if you still want I could use help moving around.”

“Anything for you, my lady.” Spike answered warmly.

And so, Spike spent the next few hours helping Rarity. Running to her main workroom and back to gather fabrics and threads, bringing down freshly made clothes and occasionally feeding her, something Spike found he seemed to enjoy.

Rarity adored the attention, feeling beautiful for the first time in months. "You've been such a help Spike." Rarity said as the final batch of dresses were placed on hangers with her magic.

"Always happy to help." Spike said proudly. "You feeling better?"

"Very much so, yes." Rarity said. She was back on her bed, laid down and exposing herself in a way that Spike noticed easily and readily. "If you would be so kind as to help me with one more thing?"

"Always for you Rarity." Spike smiled warmly.

"Would you mind…making me feel as good as you did the night these foals you put in me were conceived?" She asked with a meek, needy tone that Spike loved.

"With pleasure." He growled, getting on top of the heavily pregnant mare, and started to prod against both her holes with his twin battering rams. "Though, I won't be as rough as before…don't want to risk any of our babies." He admitted, gently putting a claw on her ever growing belly.

With a slow, steady push, Spike inserted his rods into Rarity, stretching the mare again and making her moan in bliss.

Rarity loved this sensation. The night Spike knocked her up, made her feel like nothing more than his personal broodmare was the best night of her life. She loved every cum-drenched, semen-filled sloppy second of it. The feeling of going from a prim and proper lady to his personal cum dumpster left her feeling blissfully satisfied in a way Rarity had never felt before.

Slowly, Spike thrusted, keeping an even pace as he gently caressed and massaged Rarity's foal filled belly. The mare cooing and moaning in bliss. While she wanted nothing more than to be ravaged by Spike again, she knew her foals’ safety went above her own desire.

Spike was happy, wishing he could plow Rarity harder but didn't want to risk harming her or the foals. He settled for this slow paced lovemaking, ever glad Big Mac taught him how to go slow and careful. The minutes ticked by in a slow but steady fashion, each one made Rarity feel more and more sensitive to Spike's thrusts. Climax came repeatedly, Rarity blissfully enjoying the passion Spike was gifting her. She had never orgasmed this many times in one session before, and Spike hadn't even cum yet.

The drake was careful to hold it in, wanting to give Rarity a full hour's worth of pleasure before he filled her again.

The drake fulfilled his goal, a full hour and twelve orgasms from Rarity later he finally let loose the stream of hot dragon seed from his rods. The sticky batter filling Rarity's holes and leaking out their edges.

Before she could say anything, Spike pulled out and then kneeled down, looking at the still leaking mounds of Rarity's teats. With a grin he happily kissed each, her milk squirting into his maw. It tasted sweet, likely from all the sweets Rarity had been eating recently, and with greedy abandon Spike began sucking from them.

Rarity was caught off guard, but enjoyed the sensation. The bizarre sexual arousal made her bite down on her own hoof as she felt another climax building.

Spike drank from both, taking long sloppy sucks on each teat before moving to the next, chugging mouthfuls of Rarity's milk til her teats no longer had any to give, having shrunk slightly but still swollen and large as they knew there were foals on the way and they would need even more milk.

Spike gave a satisfied burp.

"Delicious." Spike smiled happily.

Rarity breathed rapidly, catching her breath from the prolonged sexual encounter. "Oh-oh Spike~" She said, a satisfied smile on her lips. Spike laid down next to her and the two shared a kiss, Rarity enjoying his long, reptilian tongue and dancing hers around his sharp predatory teeth. When the kiss ended she got close to Spike, as much as she was able. "This was wonderful darling."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it my princess." Spike said warmly, cuddling up to Rarity more. "So, I was wondering…all things considered…do you want to move in with me?"

"Move in with-" Rarity said, almost managing to sit herself up, only to collapse back down into Spike's arms under the weight of her unborn children. "Oof! Spike, darling I…I'd love to. Truly, but what about the boutique? I mean, running the dresses from the castle to here would be a lot of excess work, and what about Twilight, what will she say when she sees me there? Or if? She has been gone quite a while and frankly it's rude she hasn't even sent a single letter."

"We can move the shop to the Castle if need be." Spike answered. "Sure this place would be a bit empty, but we're going to need a lot more space." he said, gently putting a hand on Rarity's bloated stomach. "And while I can completely agree it's both rude and a little concerning she hasn't sent anything…I still trust her."

Rarity sighed, thinking the idea over. "Well, less stairs and easier access to Ponyville General from Twilight's castle. I suppose I can relocate until after I give birth and renovate the boutique. Gonna have to make the shop and living area much larger."

“Thanks Rarity.” Spike smiled. “It’ll all work out, trust me, there’s plenty of space in the Castle for everything you need and more.”

"Well, it will be an adjustment but it will only be temporary Spike. Just until the boutique is renovated and I give birth." Rarity stated. "Now…mind helping me to the shower? I could use some help bathing~"

“I’m here to serve my princess.” Spike said warmly, nuzzling Rarity happily.

It took a few days but all of Rarity's design and sewing equipment, as well as all her personal effects, were now in her own apartment within Twilight's castle. It was a first floor suite with its own bathroom, close to the entrance and the kitchens and other common rooms. Next door to that was her makeshift sales floor for her boutique.

Sweetie Belle spent the day helping too, though Spike found it odd she gave him strange looks from time to time.

With everything set up all that was left for Spike to do was to pass out fliers telling ponies about Rarity’s new business location.

As Spike went about, posting and passing out fliers-

"YOU!!" Spike turned, seeing the face of the local candy maker Bon Bon, looking at at him with an unbelievably pissed face.

“Uh…hey Bon Bon…” Spike said nervously. “W-what’s the matter?”

"YOU. KNOCKED UP. MY. FIANCE!" She yelled.

Spike quickly remembered she and Lyra were dating…and that he actually hadn't seen Bon Bon since he began his sexual adventures.

Before he could say anything in his defense he suddenly found himself on the ground with the air driven out of lungs. Bon Bon had tackled him and was now dragging him by the ear frill, one of the few sensitive parts on a dragon's body, by her teeth. The pain was definitely bad, and it ended only when she threw him into what he quickly realized as he looked around was her candy shop. As he got up, he saw Bon Bon lock the door and close the curtains, Spike wondered if this was how he died.

“So uh…” Spike gulped. “Why…are we here, why did you lock the door, and are you going to kill me?”

"You knocked up my fiance. The mare I love, and apparently have been rutting her for the past three months! I should flay your scaled hide and use it for decorative table cloth!"

Spike flinched as she stomped closer, closing his eyes and awaiting for the end to come at the hooves of a candy maker…only for nothing to happen. He opened his eyes, and saw Bon Bon now wore a normal, if annoyed, look on her face.

“Uh…why aren’t you trying to skin me alive?” Spike asked nervously.

"Believe me, I'd love to, but I swore an oath to protect the royals and you are one by definition. Even if your skull would make a nice teapot." Spike gulped. He took a moment to process that. Oath? Protect the royals?

“Wait…hold up. What?” Spike started. “Uh…aren’t you a candy maker? I mean…I can understand you being violently pissed because I…fucked your fiance for months. That she asked for, by the way.” Spike brought up, hoping at least that would soften the blow a bit. “But…how does any of that mean you have to protect the royal’s like a guard would?”

She sighed, rolling her eyes. "Look, I'll be honest because you are by definition a royal and technically the only and or last of your specific species of dragon and therefore an endangered species."

What? Spike thought.

"So I'll tell you the truth. Bon Bon is my alias in civilian life. My real name is Sweetie Drops. I'm an agent for a special group of monster hunters and warriors that Princess Celestia has used to defend Equestria from bad guys and monsters LONG before Twilight and the elements came around."

“Alright…so first off, awesome,” Spike said, honestly super stoked to hear that there was a badass monster hunting team. “Two…what do you mean I’m the last of my species? And three…what?”

"We classify dragon species by three things: their body structure, the color of their scales, and their wing type. You are a bipedal purple dragon with no wings. There are fossils of your species from before the three tribes united. The fact you even exist is a miracle. The only dragon we think is the same general species as you is Lord Ember, and she's got wings and is blue, plus she's half mountain dragon cause her dad is former Dragon Lord Torch."

“Huh…” Spike said dumbly. “Cool, I guess.”

"Anyway, back on topic…I am extremely pissed you knocked up my fiance. I know I told her when I left a few months back the mission was dangerous and that I couldn't be sure I’d come back, so I told her she could fool around while I was gone. I can't fully fault her cause I know she's such a pervert and Stars know that's part of why I love her." Bon Bon huffed. "I gave her a free pass for one free affair if she wanted, not three months worth but—Agh! I swear that mare has me wrapped around her hoof. Either way, I can't be completely mad at you. Thanks to your sexual misadventures her sex toy shop has been making way more bits than it was before. Practically started a Ponyville sexual revolution."

“So that’s why…” Spike said in realization. “So uh, I will admit, she is one of the more…’wanting’ of the mares that tend to ask me for some action, she did mention that you gave permission so I wouldn’t feel like complete garbage for breaking up a couple, and cause I always ask for consent first.” Spike explained, wanting to make damn well sure this super agent knew he wasn’t some monster. “So that beg’s some questions, are you here to just rant at me? Or did Lyra somehow convince you to ‘take a wild draconic ride’ as it were?” He asked, knowing Lyra through his many round’s with her, she probably would tell her fiance to have at it.

"Before I answer that I'd like to point out the hypocrisy in your statement as I know you didn't ask Twilight for her consent when you knocked her up. Nor Rarity with the fertility potion." Spike's eyes went wide. He had almost forgotten about that bit with Twilight… and he did feel guilty about the fertility potion with Rarity.

“I…” Spike wanted to argue, trying to think of a way to not have her see him like some monster that just used those two. ”I…” Spike sighed, looking down sadly. “I really am a terrible person…” He grumbled. “It’s funny…everyone else asked for it…but…the two I trust most are the one’s I hurt the most by my own dumb desires.”

"Well Twilight didn't know much about sexually maturing dragons and how strong the initial lust-need is upon it happening. As for Rarity, yeah that's all you." Bon Bon said, making Spike feel terrible. "On the plus side you definitely woke something up in Twilight given how her trip is going, and Rarity is happy."

“I mean, Rarity being happy about all of this both softens the blow, and helps me so much mentally, but what’s happening with Twilight? Why hasn’t she sent me a letter at all and…how do you know any of this?”

"If I told you how I get my information I'd have to erase the last twenty four hours of your memories. Standard protocol." Bon Bon said. "As for Twilight, looks like she's had her own sexual awakening if her new kirin and griffon lovers are anything to go by."

“So that’s why I felt…’bested’” Spike growled.

"To be fair that griffon has three inches on you in length and two in girth. Then the kirin has two just like you cause they're part dragon so, yeah."

“I’m still only a teenager, I still have a whole lotta room to grow.” Spike countered. “Plus…I don’t even know what kinda dragon I am, or how big I actually could grow.”

"Well I can tell you based on fossils of your species, adults of your specific breed didn't get that much taller than you are now, but you will get some more bulk muscle-wise."

“Well, that’s at least something.” Spike grumbled.

"Yeah. Now, to answer your question, regrettably…"

"She wants you to have a go with me?" Spike asked, wanting to know what the confectioner and secret agent really wanted.

"Basically, our plan for when we'd have foals was that they'd be from the same father, and we'd try and have them fairly close together. While I'm not as into penis as much as Lyra's skanky bisexual ass, I will admit…exotic races are a bit hot for me."

"Alright." Spike nodded. "Need any help setting the mood?"

"No, just let me do this on my terms, alright?"

“Take your time.” Spike nodded.

Bon Bon walked up to Spike, slowly placing a hoof on his neck.

Pop!

Spike felt his body go limp as he hit the floor. Panic immediately set in. "On relax, it was a nerve strike, the paralysis will only last two hours." She said, splaying him out flat on his back.

”That doesn’t fucking help at all!” Spike said in a panic.

"I said I wanted to do this on my terms." She said, "Yeesh, Lyra doesn't whine when we do this."

“This is a first for me, the fuck do you want?” He countered.

"Simple. I enjoy being the alpha in sex and having my way with my lover, but so do you given how assertive you’ve been, so for me to get what I want without any…interuptions, I figured I'd temporarily paralyze you so I can have some fun my way." She said, fixing up Spike so he was flat on his back, arms wide open and legs spread just enough. She walked down to his crotch,

Pop!

Spike felt her do something down there and immediately felt his members at full mast. "Wow, I think I can see why Lyra is a regular for you now."

“Uh…how?” Spike asked nervously.

"You’ve got a perfect curve on your—Oh you mean the sudden boner. Well if you grew up with dragons you'd know there's a special nerve ending around the crotch that when applied with just the right amount of pressure brings the male's members into full attention. There's one for females too but that one triggers an instantaneous reproductive response from her. Basically you push that nerve on them and they'll be ready to breed immediately." Bon Bon said as she walked behind her candy store's counter.

"Right then." Spike said carefully. "So, what else do you have in mind?"

"One second. Where did I put it?" She said rummaging around out of Spike's view for a while. She finally came back with a few jars and a bottle of edible chocolate lube. "Okay, guess it's time to start." Bon Bon said. She opened one of the jars and pulled out what appeared to be a ball gag. She placed it in Spike's mouth and then began to strap it around his head. Spike was surprised. The ball gag was actually candy, a large jawbreaker it seemed.

Once that was on him she took the bottle of chocolate lube and covered his members and crotch in it, then gave a slow, experimental lick from base to head, making Spike moan a bit.

"Okay…that's new." Spike thought, not really having done much food play, or BDSM all things considered.

He did enjoy the taste of the jawbreaker ball gag, and with his body limp he felt the sensation of his members being licked and lubricated was far more potent than normal.

Once Bon Bon licked and coated every side and inch of his members she ended her oral work with a light kiss on his heads. "Let me guess, it feels more intense than normal?" She asked with a smirk. Spike managed a nod. "Perk of the paralysis. While you can't move it puts your senses into overdrive, your sense of smell, taste, hearing, and of course, touch are all cranked up a few notches." She informed, now eye to eye with Spike.

"Mmm…" Spike tried to say something through the sweet ball gag.

"Just sit back and let me do all the work." Bon Bon said as she climbed on top of Spike, readying herself as she slowly sat down, letting the tips of Spike members spread her vaginal lips open and slide in effortlessly thanks to the lube. Soon she carefully had both of his rods inside her foal tunnel. "And now…"

Spike suddenly felt the walls of Bon Bon's tunnel tighten, gripping his rods with an intense pressure and strength he’d never felt from a mare's pussy before. He moaned, the tightness mixed with the natural silkiness and lube made his pre cum pump out on instinct. "Like? Learned back in my rookie days how to make the best use of all my body's muscles at will. And once I met Lyra I applied it to other muscles~"

Spike wanted to thrust into the wonderful depths, but his body was still under the paralysis and so he helplessly moaned at her actions.

Without a word, Bon Bon began the slow action of pulling herself up and slamming back down on Spike's crotch. All without loosening her grip on the dragon's cocks as she had him right where she wanted.

Spike was slowly losing his mind, loving the enhanced sensation the paralysis gave him on top of Bon Bon's ironclad vaginal grip on his cocks. A part of his mind wondered if this was similar to how he made the mare's feel. If so he wouldn't mind if Bon Bon did this to him every now and again.

Spike let himself melt into the pleasure Bon Bon was giving him. It was different, being on the receiving end of the effort. Bon Bon slammed down on Spike's rods with all her body weight.

Spike climaxed. Pumping both his rods hot loads into Bon Bon's ever tight pussy. Before he could even sigh in pleasure, Bon Bon hit that special crotch nerve again and he felt his members pulse back to full mast. "Not bad, but this paralysis lasts about two hours, and I plan on making use of all that time to ensure I'm pregnant just like Lyra~" Bon Bon said, smirking as she looked down at Spike. "Tell you what, finish off that candy ball gag and I'll let you eat my ass out. Lyra finds it pairs well with many of my edible toys and lubes~"

Spike tested the jawbreaker for a moment, using his expert tongue work and newly enhanced sense of taste to see if he could just chomp down on the thing and get it all done, all the while giving a demonstration to how good he could work his snake-like tongue.

The minutes passed and sooner than he expected, Spike managed to lick a small hole he could slip his long tongue out of. "Oh, you must really want to taste my ass don't you~" Bon Bon said, working Spike after his fifth orgasm thanks to her knowledge of his unique dragon pressure points. "Such a perverted lizard. You and Lyra are two of a kind~"

Spike rolled his eyes a little bit, but was still ready to eat her ass like a champ.

The last hour of the paralysis soon wore off, Spike finally able to move his arms and legs. He finished off the candy gag with a satisfying crunch.

Smiling, Bon Bon finally released her grip on Spike's cocks, letting them pop out of her cum flooded pussy along with a continuous stream of the drakes sperm. She moved the jars and lube next to Spike and turned around, resting her flank on the drakes torso. Giving him a lovely view of her anus and cum stuffed baby-maker leaking a stream onto him, but he didn't care. "Go on then, you want to and I'm actually wondering how deep that tongue of yours can reach~"

“Alright.” Spike said, reaching up and grabbing onto Bon Bon’s toned flank and rear before diving straight into it, letting his tongue do its magic on the candy spy’s ass.

He gave it a taste. It was salty, likely from the sweat and musk of their two hour sexual escapades. He happily gripped her flanks as his tongue tasted and circled the ring of flesh before pushing its way in. To his pleasure Bon Bon moaned as the tip of his tongue snaked its way inside the candy mare's rear. Spike had honestly never seen how deep into a mare his tongue could reach.

His lips met her anal ring, forming a kiss as his tongue continued to trail deeper into Bon Bon's colon. When his tongue reached its full length, over twenty inches when stretched out, was as far as it could be inside the candy mare, moving and convulsing around. "Oooohhhh fuuuuu~uuuck!" Bon Bon moaned, blushing for the first time their entire session of erotic love making.

Spike grinned at that, lightly squeezing the mare's flanks as he got to work eating her out like she oh-so wanted.

After several minutes of getting accustomed to her natural flavor, he finally slipped his tongue out and began looking through the edible options he had.

Lubes of various flavors, ranging from sweet and tangy to sour and salty. Toys made from gummies, jelly beans, and bubblegum shaped like dildos and beads for pleasing pussies, while Bon Bon took a few that looked like they were meant to be used on cocks.

Spike stuffed the candy mare's ass with an edible toy, drowned in the flavored lube and slowly but eagerly ate her sweet-filled ass again til nothing was left.

When it was all finally over, Spike's stomach was bulging slightly, Bon Bon's anus was gaping wide, coated in saliva and the few remains of various lubes. The mare herself was breathing heavily as her face was now crimson red. "That was…waaaaay better than I was expecting." Bon Bon breathed.

"Always happy to satisfy a lovely mare." Spike said happily.

"Flattery will get you nowhere." Bon Bon said, managing to get herself up and off of Spike. "Your actions on the other hoof…well, I might have Lyra and I request your service again every so often."

"Bet she'll try and drag you to me by the end of the week." Spike chuckled.

"She better not. It's gonna take me a while to make all those edible toys and lube you ate." She chuckled. "You best go home and shower. I'll do the same."

"Yeah, and I'm gonna need to drink a whole lotta water to recover from all that." Spike nodded. "Well…it was fun Bon Bon."

"It was. More than I expected." Bon Bon said with a nod. "In terms of males I'm fine sleeping with, you're on that very exclusive list."

"Cool." Spike nodded, getting up and stretching a bit. "Well, normally I spend time cuddling…but for next time I suppose."

"Sure. Next time you, me, Lyra, a sticky, messy bed and lots of empty edible lube bottles."

"It's a date." Spike joked with a warm chuckle.

With that Spike bid Bon Bon a goodbye for now, and seeing that Celestia was setting the sun he rushed home to the castle. Once there he took a much needed shower and with that, climbed into bed, in Rarity's room.

"You were gone for a while Spike. Something happened?" Rarity asked as she felt the drake grab hold of her soft frame from under the sheets.

“Uh…Bon Bon got back and…at Lyra’s suggestion, decided to ‘take a draconic ride’ as it were.” Spike said honestly.

To his surprise, Rarity chuckled. "Another tally on your list then?"

“Yeah.” Spike nodded. “But even if I can have all the fun with all the lovely mares in Ponyville, you're always my number one.”

"That's kind of you darling but I know about your regulars. Mare's gossip darling and when a mare has a good night with a stallion they love to tell with all the details. Especially when said stallion has fathered almost half of Ponyville's next generation of residents."

“Well…I do get around.” Spike said sheepishly. “And many did ask for it.”

"I'm aware. I suppose it doesn't surprise me too much. Ponies are herd creatures. While herd marriage might be rarer and largely out of practice, many mare's have taken up a more modern herd system compared to the old one."

“Fair enough.” Spike nodded. “I…probably should know what modern herd system’s are because of Twilight…but for some reason it’s blanking to me.”

"Well it's actually quite simple darling. See, the old herd system mainly revolved around one stallion in a marriage to multiple mares. The modern version mostly just removes the marriage part. Lots of mare's want to share a stallion but modern marriages are more based on having a head mare with other mare's being homemaker's while others work and take other roles. By removing marriage the herd can still be a herd, and Celestia apparently approves of it because she set laws in place that a single mother only pays half her taxes until the foal becomes an adult. They also get a lot of benefits in regards to paycheck, healthcare, retirement, tax refunds, all those things. On the father's side, so long as the father willingly wants to be present in the child's life he will too receive those benefits so long as he and the mother have joint custody with the child. This law also states that in the event one of the parents die they still have a parent to live with and care for them in case no other immediate family is available for taking the foal in."

Spike took a deep breath. “Alright…so I’m going to need at least another job and…Celestia’s royal coffee reserves…”

"Considering you get a crown allowance I doubt that will be much of an issue."

“For work yes…for the amount of coffee I will need to help tend to every single child of mine…Celestia’s gonna have a rival in the ‘who can drink more coffee’ contests.”

"You mean other than Princess Luna?"

“Exactly.” Spike sighed. “Curse you endangered dragon hormones!” Spike said dramatically, raising a fist playfully in the air and shaking it at the ceiling just for theatrics.

"Endangered?" Rarity asked, now wide awake and managing to turn herself over to look at the drake. "What do you mean Spike?"

“So uh…” Spike scratched the back of his head. “I don’t know any important details, but apparently someone I talked to that’s…lets say an expert, doesn’t know what species of dragon I really am…but that I’m the the only living example of my type, based on my size, the fact I don’t have wings, and just…me being me.”

"Oh Spike…" Rarity said, giving him a hug. "I…how could that be possible?"

“No idea.” He sighed. “Celestia probably just…gave a fossilized egg for the unicorn foals to do a test with…then Twilight showed up and, well, did her thing.”

"Well, given your ‘escapades’ you won't be the last of your kind for long, and if you were to have little eggies with some lucky dragonesses you really won't be any more."

“If I ever get that lucky…the only dragoness that would have the slightest bit of interest in me is Ember but…again, I’m me.” Spike motioned to himself. “I’m not really ‘special’ to a dragon all things considered.”

"Well maybe once she hears about your situation, you will be." Rarity said, managing to give Spike a kiss on his chin. "Perhaps we should talk more tomorrow. For now I imagine Bon Bon left you tired if you've been out all this time."

With a nod and a smile, Spike kissed Rarity on the cheek and settled into the comfortable big spoon around his gravid mare.

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