Look Out! Look Out! Pink Ponies on Parade!

Spike wasn’t quite sure how or when the darkness surrounded him, but he soon realized that he didn’t mind too much, especially when he felt the bubble wand sitting in his hand. It was the biggest bubble wand he had ever seen, and the hole of it seemed like it was almost as big as his head, which meant… Big bubbles.

Spike pushed his mouth into a small O shape before bringing the wand up to his lips, pushing gently to get the bubble solution to morph into a perfectly rounded bubble. Once he blew it he could barely see it due to the blackness that consumed absolutely everything around him, but he carried on anyway, blowing a few bubbles while a happy tune played in the background. It was a cheery and upbeat song that made him want to blow more and more bubbles, but soon the simple, round bubbles weren’t satisfactory. He wanted to blow something different, something unique, something better.

Concentrating as much as he could, Spike took in a deep, long breath, trying to breathe in as much air as possible. As he was doing that he heard a change in the music around him, and he heard what sounded like a group of cellos and harps. The collection of instruments started off quite low before they rose up, becoming higher and higher. He wasn’t sure where they were coming from or who was playing them, but he soon shook the thought away, more concerned with the bubble blowing. Once Spike felt ready, he parted his lips slightly, which was when there was yet another change in the tune playing. Spike could then hear some oboes and clarinets playing, beginning at a low tone, before they rapidly got higher.

With the big bubble wand pressed an inch away from his lips, Spike let the air out of his mouth, blowing another bubble. The bubble escaped Spike’s lips, and he stared up at it with a smile, proud of his work. The bubble was heart shaped and while Spike wasn’t quite sure how he blew such a thing, he was ridiculously proud of himself. He had managed to blow something unique and fancy looking! All on his own! The bubble shined brightly as it floated slightly above Spike, looking shimmery against the darkness. He could actually see the bubbles now that they had a distinct glossy look to them.

Spike stared at the bubble happily when it suddenly started to change, throbbing in the air for a few moments before it turned into a much rounder, bigger looking bubble. It was a ball shape and it remained in the air for a moment, Spike’s curious eyes stuck to it, before it suddenly popped out of nowhere.

“Huh? That was weird…” Spike murmured, staring up at the empty space where his bubble once was. It was a strange moment, but he wasn’t going to let that stop him from blowing more bubbles.

The dragon took a short while to prepare himself once more, excited to see what he could blow next time. He wanted to go for another unique shape, the kind of shape no one had ever seen formed with a bubble. Shutting his eyes, the dragon took in a long breath once more, and yet again he could hear the strange music around him. The group of cellos and harps played together, repeating the same pattern from earlier. They started off low before their sound ascended, getting higher with each breath Spike took. It was weird, but Spike carried on with his bubble blowing. Once his cheeks were puffed up and full of air, Spike counted down from three to one, ready to create another bubble. With just slightly parted lips and the bubble wands in front of him, Spike then let the air escape, the clarinets and oboes coming back and playing the same tune from before. They started off slowly and gently before they raised higher, meeting Spike’s actions. It was strangely fitting, the dragon thought.

Once the bubble had left Spike’s mouth, he opened his eyes hurriedly, unable to wait any longer to see his new creation. It was a star! He had managed to blow a star. That was really unique, and Spike was even prouder of himself. He had no idea how he did it, but he wished his friends were around to see his hard work. He admired the bubble, staring at the points that looked both round and sharp at the same time, and how the bubble had that same shimmery look to it as the heart shaped bubble. Much to Spike’s dismay, the bubble throbbed once again, its star sharp going away and being replaced with a round, large shape. It popped only a moment later, and Spike was left just staring into the darkness.

A sigh left Spike’s mouth. He wanted to keep on looking at his star shaped bubble, but that was ruined now due to the bubble’s strange shifting. It wasn’t fair, but Spike still wanted to see what else he could create. He wanted to blow something bigger. The biggest bubble a dragon had ever grown. He was determined to make his dream come true. The dragon sat down on the ground, preparing himself for the deepest breath he would ever take in his life. A rather deep collection of bassoon notes could be heard in the distance as Spike moved to sit down, playing a marching like song. The dragon ignored it and instead focused on blowing the giant bubble.

With his mouth wide open, Spike breathed in as much as he could manage, all the while the cellos and the harps in the distance repeated their ascending, rapid tone. With his cheeks red and his eyes a little wide, Spike felt full of air and ready to blow, and he made an O shape with his mouth, prepared to blow the biggest bubble anyone had ever seen. He was determined. The bubble wand placed closely to his lips, Spike prayed this bubble wouldn’t suddenly pop out of nowhere like the others.

The second the air started to leave his mouth, Spike could just make out the sound of violins and guitars playing around him, letting out a growing tune that only got higher and higher. The sound was high pitched and for second Spike thought his ears were going to hurt from such a strong noise. The collection of string instruments seemed like they were never going to end, and they just got higher with each moment that passed.

He pushed and pushed, letting the air escape him through the hole of the bubble wand, his face going all red from holding in his breath for so long. Spike didn’t realise he had sucked in that much air to begin with, and was shocked at how much was leaving his little body. Spike was worried he might pass out from the bubble blowing, but he soon felt the last of the air escaping his lips and the bubble wand, and with a loud, exhausted pant, the bubble was complete, and gently floated upward, hovering just above Spike.

Loud pants left Spike as he tried to gain his breath back. He had never held his breath for so long! He was shocked his tiny body had that much energy. He looked up above him, excited to his new creation, wondering what strange bubble he would be seeing. Spike gasped when he saw the size of it. It was gigantic. He had never seen a bubble so big, and he was certain he was the only one who had ever blown something that was such a size.

“Wow,” Spike murmured, his eyes wide as he took in the wobbling bubble in front of him. It was shiny and shimmery, looking rather pretty looking with it’s almost glitter like appearance. Spike had only just started to really admire his bubble creation when the music in the background kicked in again, and the sound of it made Spike shudder. It was a group of violins playing together, but the notes were shaky, going higher and lower repeatedly, and Spike had the sudden feeling of fear take over him. Spike felt even worse when he heard some clarinets quavering, making him feel even more alone and scared in the never ending blackness. His eyes gave the darkness around him a quick scan, trying to see if anyone… Or anything… Was around him, but he couldn’t spot anything.

Out of the corner of his eye, Spike spotted the bubble throbbing even more, and when he turned to look at it, he let out a loud scream at the sight. The bubble was pushing at the sides and being pulled back, its size changing repeatedly until it finally settled on one shape…

It was… Rarity?!

“Rarity?” Spike gasped. “Is that you? Are you okay?” The terrified dragon asked, but he didn’t get a response.

Once the scene in front of him really settled in, Spike realized why he didn’t get a reply. The pony looked like Rarity, with her long, neatly curled mane and ivory skin tone, but something wasn’t quite right. Unlike Rarity’s big, blue eyes, this version had deep, black, empty looking eyes. This wasn’t the real Rarity. It was a clone!

The background was filled with yet another music change, this time a deep marching tune could be heard, being played by bassoons and double bassoons. As if on cue and working with the threatening music, the Rarity clone jumped into the air with ease and skill, before looking down at Spike with a calculated stare. She batted her eyelashes at him, the thick, dark lashes contrasting against heir ivory skin, while she stood proudly on her hind legs.

Spike wasn’t sure how to react, so he sent Rarity a rather silly looking smile, before the reality of the situation hit him. This whole thing was very strange and none of it was right. He smile dropped and he gulped, staring at the Rarity clone with wide eyes. The violins in the background carried on without missing a note, continuing to get higher while Spike trembled and whimpered. The bassoons had also carried on, getting even deeper, the pace slowing down, but becoming even scarier and more menacing. The clarinets and oboes didn’t halt with their quavering pattern, and Spike couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed with the collection of the instruments. There was just so much happening around him.

Despite his fear, Spike focused back on Rarity, just in time to see the pony clone take in a deep, long breath, just like Spike was doing earlier. Rarity was blowing a bubble, and she let it escape her mouth before it almost instantly went from a round shape to an exact purple copy of Princess Twilight Sparkle. With furrowed eyebrows, Spike did his best to understand what was happening in front of him, but it was all so confusing. Twilight Sparkle then took in her own deep breath, creating a bubble that throbbed before it quickly turning into an orange clone of Applejack. Applejack followed the pattern of the other clones and swallowed a big gulp of air before parting her lips and creating a pink clone of Pinkie Pie. Pinkie Pie was up next and took in a long breath before blowing a bubble that quickly turned into a cyan colored Rainbow Dash. Rainbow Dash didn’t stop the pattern of bubble blowing, and took in a long, deep breath before letting the air escape her, creating a bubble that immediately turned into a yellow looking Fluttershy.

Spike was overwhelmed by the scene in front of him. They were all his friends that he was so used to seeing and being with, and normally he would be over the moon to see so many familiar faces. But the clones weren’t his real friends, and deep down he knew something was wrong, especially with the seemingly never ending shaking strings in the background. He was shocked, but too scared to run away, and before he knew it, the long line of clones soon started pressing their bubble bodies right up against each other. They were all lined up in front of Spike, their empty eyes looking right at him.

The bassoons finished their final note while the line of clones stared at Spike with wide smiles, the music ending in a way that made Spike feel like something worse was about to come his way. Each clone took in long, deep breaths at the same time, their snouts suddenly being pulled and stretched to create trumpets. With their hooves grasping the trumpets tightly, they blasted a tune into the face of Spike, the music blaring and filling his ears. Their cheeks soon became all puffed out, looking round and full of air, and their smiles fell, their eyes narrowing as they stared down at the shaking Spike.

They looked focused and determined, ready to take on anything that came their way. As they carry on playing the tune, they slowly leaned forward, getting closer to Spike, and as they pushed their bodies closer to the dragon, their backs stretched, their butts sticking up in the air. As they pushed in closer together, not only did their bodies squish up next to each other, but their trumpets did as well. The trumpets were soon all stuck together, getting mashed up to create one large, round trumpet bell.

The newly formed trumpet bell shook slightly, looking like a freshly blown bubble, but it soon settled down, the trembling coming to an end and looking firm and solid like a regular trumpet bell. The clones carried on with their music making, their hooves dancing on the trumpet buttons quickly and skillfully. Amazingly, the trumpets didn’t let out trumpet sounding noises, and instead created bass trombone and tuba notes, while also letting out bass drum hits. The music started off high and slowly lowered, descending as Spike watched on in confusion.

With each second that passed, the trumpet bell managed to grow bigger and bigger, becoming so large that it was all Spike could see. He was forced to stare inside of the hole of the trumpet bell, and he couldn’t believe how big it had grown. As it stretched out and became bigger, it even gained a bright, golden hue, looking like a real life trumpet. It seemed like the trumpet bell had grown too big too soon, because it soon started to shake, a loud, ongoing bass note escaping from it. The note seemed almost never ending before the trumpet reached its end, and it exploded with a crashing of loud cymbals, the sound ringing in the air.

As the noise from the crash finally started to fade away, Spike looked ahead of him, gasping at the sight that appeared before him. He spotted the clones from before, all lined up and stamping their hooves forcefully. They had all managed to stretch and pull at their bubble bodies, creating their very own handmade instruments, and they played them with ease as they marched. Twilight Sparkle had somehow managed to grow her snout a meter long to create a xylophone, and she tapped away on it, the sticks hitting her bubble body. Pinkie Pie and Applejack had grown their bodies to create big, round looking drums, and they beat against them happily. Rainbow Dash, Rarity, and Fluttershy had elongated snouts that formed trumpets, and they trumpeted away while their hooves met the ground with heavy steps.

With each step the line of clones made, the double bassoons and bass drums in the background would create a new note, and it seemed like the music and clones were working together to create the terrifying scene. Spike watched on with wide eyes, completely consumed by the deformed ponies. He had never seen anything quite like it, and he was especially fascinated by what a Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash clone were doing. The Pinkie Pie clone started off tall, with long, lean legs that would step over the little Rainbow Dash. The Rainbow Dash clone would then push her body up, making her own legs long, while the Pinkie Pie clone would suddenly stretch down. Rainbow Dash would then follow what Pinkie Pie was doing and step over the clone, and the two would repeat the strange contortions repeatedly, all the while their feet met the beat of the music.

Not too far away were even more clones. Spike could see a rather round looking Pinkie Pie clone, marching away with ferocious steps. She was walking on all fours, her stumpy legs moving with precision. She joined in with the music making happily, her wide trumpet releasing a very unique noise, sounding like a combination of trombones and klaxons. She carried on walking, not making any noise until a moment later when she created some more music, letting out three loud honks, once again meeting the beat of the music.

Soon after, Pinkie Pie stumbled upon a white colored Rarity clone, who was holding a cymbal in each of her hooves. She looked at Pinkie Pie with narrowed eyes, an annoyed look on her face as she stared at Pinkie Pie. Rarity outstretched her arms, winding up the cymbals for a moment before she smashed them harshly between Pinkie Pie’s thick snout. Pinkie Pie couldn’t release anymore noises, and instead her already round looking body became even rounder. She grew in size, her body swelling up, all the while she sent a glare right back at Rarity. Pinkie Pie’s cheeks even puffed up, and her bubble skin became all stretched, looking shiny and shimmery in the darkness. She looked like a giant balloon, and soon her vibrant pink tone turned to an angry red.

Rarity seemed to realise something bad was going to happen, and she looked down, cowering at the sight before her. Pinkie Pie was getting bigger and bigger at a rapid speed, and Rarity wasn’t sure how Pinkie Pie’s body could handle it. Some trumpets could be heard playing, creating four short bursts that started off high, before they got lower with each note that passed. Pinkie Pie continued to grow rapidly as the music played, her now deeply red body completely ballooned up, everything from her face to her hooves looking all blown up and ready to pop at any moment.

Pinkie Pie’s stretched out body couldn’t take it anymore, and exploded with a loud popping sound in the air, her body coming to an end. Tiny clones escaped from her, however, and Spike noted that he could see Twilight Sparkle, Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, and Fluttershy, all marching away happily, their snouts extended out to form trumpets as they walked along.

The group of ponies quickly lined up, and with each ferocious step they took, double bassoons could be heard, meeting their tiny feet as they hit the ground. The bassoons played a simple melody with only four notes that started off higher, before getting lower, then lower, then lower, before it repeated over and over again. As they carried on with their proud marching, they soon surrounded Spike, overwhelming the dragon who gasped at the sight of so many clones. Spike looked below, at the never ending line of clones, before they soon started to walk up the left side of his head, and the group of trumpets suddenly came to a halt. Only one trumpet could be heard, and it played a scary, insidious sounding song, making Spike feel more worried as each moment passed. He once again felt like something scary and dangerous was coming his way. The bassoons playing also had a change in music, and they went with a pattern that only contained two notes. The instruments would play one higher note, then one lower note consistently.

Spike watched in awe as they travelled up the left side of his head and walked above him, overtaking his area almost completely. It seemed like they didn’t even want Spike to have any room to breathe. Spike noticed that once they were above him something else started to happen. Their bubble bodies started to throb wildly, growing bigger with each angry step they took. The single trumpet playing got lower as they carried on with their determined march, their bodies growing rapidly, something that they didn’t seem too concerned about. Soon Spike didn’t have any room left at all, as the bubbly bodies around him overtook the little space he had left, and he was left to shudder in fear. Their round bodies pressed up against each other, squeaks in the air, but they still didn’t seem to care that their forms had grown so much.

The ponies finally came to a halt, and Spike couldn’t help but stare at the scene with his mouth agape. It was a fascinating sight to see their bubble bodies growing. Even though they had come to a halt, they still kept on expanding, seemingly unbothered by the consequences. The Twilight Sparkle clone did her best to shoulder barge the Pinkie Pie clone next to her, but there wasn’t much room left anyway. Pinkie Pie shoved the pony back, an annoyed look on her face. This seemed to trigger something in the ponies, and soon Applejack and Rainbow Dash were pushing up against each other, while Rarity and Fluttershy looked at each other with glares, doing their best to shove each other. Panic soon set on their faces as they realised the gravity of their situation. They had grown and stretched and ballooned up so much that now they had no room left at all. No matter how hard they shoved or kicked, they weren’t getting out of the tight space, and instead their bodies were left to be squeezed tightly against each other.

Their bubble bodies couldn’t handle anymore expanding, and the group of clones started to shake rapidly, the clones looking overwhelmed and horrified. The music came to an end, and as if one que, the group of ponies all exploded at the same time, a loud burst in the air, followed by a loud crashing of cymbals that left a ringing in Spike’s ears. The dragon was so horrified by the scene that he ever covered up his eyes, doing his best to shield himself from any frightening things. Spike heard the familiar tune from earlier, from when all the clones lined up in front of him, and he removed his hands from his eyes to take a look at what was happening.

In the distance, a big house could be seen. It was almost completely consumed by the darkness, not a single bright thing in sight, when suddenly the window filled up with big faces. In the windows, several clones from earlier could be seen, looking in through the glass with wide, intimidating smiles. The music started to lower as a booming voice was heard, while the countless clones darted in through the windows without permission. They marched ferociously and confidently, their arms swinging back and forth dangerously with each quick step they took.

“Look out! Look out! Pink ponies on parade. Here they come!” Sang a loud voice.

The countless clones completely invaded the dark house, walking up and down the stairs as if they owned the place. They stared straight ahead of them, looking determined to march along with their loud steps. It was amazing how many clones there were, and how they managed to fill up every space possible. As they carried on with their walking, in popped a Pinkie Pie clone, but she didn’t look quite like the other clones. She was big, round, and full looking with a clear coloured body that you could see straight through. Looking through her body meant that you could see a bunch of other clones behind her. She floated gracefully above the crowd, face calm and relaxed despite her puffed up cheeks. She eventually floated up so high that she could no longer be seen, and disappeared into the darkness.

“Hippety hoppety. They're here and there. Pink ponies ev'rywhere!” The voices let out.

In another room in the dark house, the clones of the Maine Six could be found. Twilight Sparkle, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, and Fluttershy, with their brightly colored bodies, marched around a bed. It was plain looking with simple white sheets, and the clones walked along on their hind legs, their arms swinging back and forth with each heavy step they took.

“Look out! Look out! They're trotting around the bed. On their head,” the voices carried on singing in unison.

All of a sudden, Twilight Sparkle jumped on the bed, a smile on her face as she landed on the soft mattress. Applejack followed the pony clone, jumping onto the bed swiftly, while Pinkie Pie was quick to follow her friends. Fluttershy jumped onto the bed next, followed by a grinning Rarity, with both ponies jumping with precision. Rainbow Dash looked on at the scene with curious eyes before following her friends, and she leaped up onto the bed, jumping onto it swiftly. The group of ponies all landed on top of one another, lying stomach first onto the mattress, their butts in the air as their bodies were all squished together tightly. Their round, colorful asses were the only thing left to see in the dark room.

“Clippety cloppety. Arrayed in braid, pink ponies on parade!” The song continued.

“What'll I do? What'll I do? What an unusual view!” Rarity’s voice sang aloud.

As she let the words out, the pile of bright ponies on the bed started to expand, their bubble bodies blowing up at an alarming rate. It was a swift process, with each of their colorful forms suddenly growing at a rapid speed, every inch of them swelling up. It took only a few seconds for their bodies to tremble violently, every inch of them shaking from the sudden and strong growth. It was too much for the sensitive bubble ponies. With their bodies all piled on top of one another, they shook and shook, the bed even trembling from the harsh vibrations. A second passed before the ponies couldn’t handle it anymore, the colorful pile exploded as a soft crashing of cymbals could be heard.

A change in music could be heard, though it was a similar pattern from earlier. The four same notes could be heard, starting off higher, before getting lower, then lower, then lower, before going back to the beginning and repeating. This time the notes were created with a single clarinet, playing gently in the background with ease as the booming words picked up again.

“I could stand the sight of mites. And look at hordes of parasprites. But technicolor equestrians. Is really too much for me!” This time Twilight Sparkle had chimed up, singing along loudly.

Two clones could be spotted, this time of Applejack and Rainbow Dash. They were both covered in bright colours, with Applejack being a bright yellow with purple stripes, and Rainbow Dash being blue with red vertical stripes. They both walked towards each other, their eyes in front of them and their legs moving in a very particular way.

Both clones first moved their right hind leg, then picked up their right fore leg, then they moved their left hind leg, and they followed up and finished their walk by moving their left fore leg. They continued to walk that way until their bodies met, and instead of crashing or falling to the side, they passed right through one another, their bubble bodies becoming stuck together. They were stuck at the waist and did their best to separate themselves, but nothing was working. All they did was stretch their bodies out and create a brightly colored plaid looking pattern with their combined bodies. They tried to pull away from each other, doing their best to take as many steps as they could to get some distance between them, and for a second it looked like their pulling would work… But then their bodies snapped back together, a loud noise in the air, their pulling being futile as all it did was make things worse. A loud crashing of cymbals could be heard when their bodies were pulled together, and an explosion of colors could be seen, the only brightness in the never ending darkness.

“I am not the type to faint, when things are odd or things are quaint,” came Fluttershy’s voice.

Spike looked up to see a pale looking Rairty clone in the distance, her legs moving slowly as she made her way towards the dragon.

Spike felt frozen on the spot, and gasped when he saw some movement from behind Rarity. At first a Fluttershy clone jumped out from behind Rarity, her bubble body a bright pastel yellow. Then Rainbow Dash appeared from behind the white pony, bubble skin looking vibrant and blue. Then came Applejack, her clone looking orange, with Pinkie Pie popping up next, her bright pink body contrasting greatly against the blackness. The next clone to make an appearance was Twilight Sparkle, looking her usual self with her long mane and purple body. They each jumped out to the beat of the music, and soon Spike felt completely overwhelmed with the scene in front of him. There were just so many clones, and when they walked towards him, Spike felt the fear taking over him. His whole body shook as they sent him large, menacing smiles, their empty eyes staring straight at him. All Spike could do was take shaky steps backwards, but he quickly met a dead end as he felt something hard behind.

It was a wall. He had nowhere to run, and the long line of ponies in front of him didn’t look like they were going to leave him alone.

“But seeing things you know that ain't, can certainly give you an awful fright!” continued Fluttershy.

“What a sight!” Spike heard a group of voices yelling, and he quickly realized that it was the group of his pony friends. They all chimed in together as they screamed the song at the top of their lungs, startling Spike.

The line of ponies continued to stalk towards Spike, each of them looking like they were on a mission. They didn’t miss a beat as they stepped towards him, determination on their faces. With each step they took their bodies inflated, becoming swollen and puffy. Spike tilted his head at the scene, watching intently as their once small sized bodies began to throb and grow. Spike went from curious to terrified when they didn’t just fatten up. They became taller and towered over him, going from ponies to dragons in an instant. They all looked down at him with their mouths wide open, sharp teeth gleaming and their eyes narrowed. They had grown so much that their colorful bubble bodies pressed together tightly, their forms squeaking as they rubbed up against each other.

Their heads puffed up and tripled in size as their bodies continued to press right up against each other, the ponies turned dragons not giving each other any room to move or breathe.

“Chase 'em away! Chase 'em away!” The choir of ponies sang. “I'm afraid need your aid. Pink ponies on parade!”

Just when Spike thought the ever expanding dragons were going to explode like everything else he had witnessed, the dragon version of Rarity’s head became so large it completely overtook the other dragons. The other clones were forced out of the way, getting shoved behind Rarity. All Spike could see was empty darkness as he stared into Rarity’s eyes sockets. He watched her eyes intently as they started to move, flipping and turning into deep blue pyramids that throbbed. In an instant, Spike was transported to a completely different world. He felt sand at his feet and the pyramids in front of him finally stopped throbbing, coming to a halt with their sharp tips. He scanned the area around him, the never ending darkness still very much alive.

“Pink ponies! Pink ponies!” The words started to fade into the distance.

The booming music faded and Spike could hear a different style of song. It was sexy and erotic sounding, and as his eyes took in the darkness, he spotted something brown in the corner of his eyes. It was a hump backed dragon who was walking to the beat of the music, its hips swaying every now and then. It soon throbbed and turned into six separate snakes, each brightly colored. Spike spotted a blue, purple, pink, yellow, white, and orange cobra, and they each swirled their snake bodies around slowly, swaying left and right as they met the beat of the music. Their movements were intoxicating to watch as they moved with such precision, like they were doing their best to hypnotize Spike.

Their bodies could be seen throbbing as they suddenly turned into dragon looking versions of themselves. Their bodies remained the same bright colors as before, but their forms also looked completely different. They had round, plump asses and large breasts, which looked even better with their tiny waists. Their nipples were hard from the cold air around them, and Spike’s eyes trailed up and down their bodies, taking in every inch of their bubble forms. They looked all shiny and shimmery, like they were glistening against the darkness. They swayed their hips happily and confidently, showing off their sexy bodies. Spike couldn’t deny he was happy to see the group of naked clones. All their bodies looked like perfection, with their curves in all the right places and looking plump in just the right spots. Their big asses were nice and round, looking fat and toned at the same time. Spike wanted to reach out and grab them, to feel their bubble butts in his hands. He also wanted to touch their big, round tits, and feel them pressed right up against him.

The line of clones soon decided to split up, with Rarity, Fluttershy, and Pinkie Pie taking off to one side, while Twilight Sparkle, Rainbow Dash, and Applejack took off to another side. The group split up but they carried on dancing, their big asses moving to the sensual beat in the air. Spike didn’t know where to look. Both group of dancers looked beautiful, their naked bodies ridiculously intoxicating.

A trumpet in the background played a few quick notes before the split up group of belly dancers started to move their arms, circling them around each other’s waists tightly. Their bubble bodies were pressed up together tightly, their long arms bringing each other in as close as they could manage. They seemed to be squeezing each other as harshly as they could manage, because each dancer’s top and bottom half bulged wildly. Their mid sections were the only spots on their bodies that remained the same size. Their top and bottom halves bulged dramatically, and soon their faces showed signs that they weren’t going to last much longer. They all squeezed each other tighter, the size of the bulges increasing more and more, their top and bottom halves looking like balloons. Their asses and breasts grew too, pushing into each other. Loud squeaks filled the air as their bubble bodies couldn’t do anything except swell up. The dancers gave one last, rough squeeze before it was it for them, and their bubble bodies popped with a deafening crashing of cymbals.

Soft music filled the air, completely opposite to all the tunes that could be heard before. It was soft and easy on the ears, and Spike was thankful for the change. It allowed Spike to relax a little, and he let out a long, deep sigh of relief. A moment passed before more bubbles appeared in front of Spike. This time he saw ghostly looking bubbles, their skin a light blue color, their round forms trembling as they doubled in size. The bubbles shimmered as their skin stretched more and more, and before Spike knew it, the bubbles were twice the size of him.

That was when the bubbles started to change even more, and they soon gained their shape. Dragon versions of Princess Celestia and Princess Luna stood before Spike, their skin that same ghostly blue color. Spike’s mouth was agape as he took in their sexy bodies. They had the biggest breasts he had ever seen, with small waists and wide, round hips. He just knew their asses were plump and round too. These clones had bigger breasts than the dancers from before. He didn’t know how it was possible, but he wasn’t going to question the sight before him for too long. Their bodies were shiny and shimmery and hypnotizing to look at. Again, he wanted to reach out and touch their tits and asses. They were just so big and round and full looking. So plump and toned. Their bodies were perfection, and he hoped this time they’d give him a chance and he’d be able to feel their bubble bodies in his hands.

Spike’s eyes stayed stuck on the Dragon-Celestia clone as she made the first move. She lied down on the dark ground, her bare, big breasts pressing against the floor and her round ass in the air. Spike wondered if pressing against the ground felt good on her big, swollen nipples. With one long finger, she beckoned Spike over, who was eager to get closer to the beautiful clone. He practically sprinted over to her, and once he took in her body up close and personal, he knew he couldn’t keep his hands to himself. Dragon-Celestia just looked far too beautiful! He had to touch her body, feel her bubble skin, and really feel her amazing body. He had to give her a massage. Spike started at her shoulders before he slowly dragged his hands down her toned back, before he finally reached her plump ass and round hips. With eager hands, Spike squeezed at Dragon-Celestia’s ass cheeks, unable to control himself. Her ass was just as soft as he imagined.

When he pulled away her ass had grown in size, swelling up a little. Spike was shocked and when he looked up at Dragon-Celestia to see if she had an answer for her growing ass, she just sent him a sexy look. Seduction was clear in her eyes as she batted her dark eyelashes at him, and when she rose her eyebrows a few times, Spike knew he had the go ahead to keep on squeezing. He was overwhelmed with the idea of her ass growing, but he wanted to keep on squeezing it, to feel the swollen cheeks right in his hands. Spike grasped Dragon-Celestia’s ass firmly with a small grin, squeezing her cheeks roughly, enjoying the feeling of the cheeks swelling up with each grab he gave. With wide eyes he watched in amazement, in complete awe of Dragon-Celestia’s swollen and shiny ass. To Spike’s enjoyment and entertainment, even Dragon-Celestia’s thighs started to grow in size, the thick limbs swelling up each time he touched her.

Spike could feel his whole face going red. He was overwhelmed by the feeling of Dragon-Celestia’s ass and the feeling of her swollen cheeks. He had to take a break, so he chose to just sit and watch. It was a beautiful sight, anyway. Her shimmery body was intoxicating to look at, and even when her swollen ass started to go back down to its usual size, Spike still loved the sight before him.

With his cheeks still all red and hot, Spike suddenly heard someone clearing their throat beside him. It was Dragon-Luna trying to get his attention. She was on her knees, her tits on full display as she shook them slightly, wobbling a little as she moved. That was all Spike needed to get his full attention on her. Spike watched as she took in a deep, long breath, with Spike’s eyes trailing down to her chest. Her breasts had almost doubled in size with the breath she took. Dragon-Luna held her breath for as long as she could, allowing the curious and amazed Spike to take in the scene in front of him. He licked his lips at the sight of her stunning body before Dragon-Luna eventually exhaled, and her breasts slowly went back down to their usual size. She still looked beautiful, but Spike couldn’t deny he missed the sight of her giant tits.

Spike’s disappointment didn’t last long, however, because Dragon-Luna took in another breath, this time deeper and longer than the first one. Her tits inflated and got even bigger, with her nipples even growing in size. He wanted to reached out and graze his hands over her hard nipples, to feel them in his mouth. His mind was racing a mile minute as he thought about all the things he could do to the naked, big breasted Dragon-Luna. Spike bit his lips, doing his best to keep his hands to himself. Her cheeks were bulging as well, looking all puffed up, but she then let the air back out, causing everything to go back to normal once more.

A sigh left Spike’s mouth, but Dragon-Luna was quick to please him once more. She took in a much longer, much deeper breath. Bigger than the two previous inhalations combined. Her tits then grew dramatically, looking like giant balloons as they got all puffy and ballooned up. Spike had never seen breasts so big. He couldn’t believe it. Her cheeks were all swollen, looking like she had placed basketballs inside her mouth. Everything about her was puffed up and swollen and beautiful looking.

Spike couldn’t keep his hands to himself any longer. Dragon-Luna looked far too gorgeous with her giant breasts. He needed to touch her. He needed to feel her gigantic, balloon like breasts in his hands. With shaky hands, he slowly reached out, desperate to touch her bubble body. They felt so tender, so ready to explode at any moment. Spike was thankful he had used such a soft touch, because who knows what would have happened if he squeezed her tits like he had been doing with Dragon-Celestia’s plump ass.

A few seconds passed when Spike could hear the distinct sound of pumping from behind. Spike turned around with his eyebrows furrowed, wondering what could possibly be happening. He saw Dragon-Luna with a huge bicycle pump attached to her belly button, her eyes locking onto his. Spike gulped, feeling compelled and forced to look at what was in front of him. With both of her hands gripping the pump’s handles, she pulled it up and down forcefully and eagerly, her large breasts bouncing with each movement. He watched with wide eyes, orbs stuck on her tits as they bounced, her nipples hard and her body glistening. For a second Spike thought the whole thing was for show, that Dragon-Celestia was doing it just to distract him, but then he really took in the view of her tits… They were growing.

Her tits were swelling up with each pump of the handle, and much to Spike’s enjoyment, her whole body seemed to be growing as well. First her ass, then her belly, then her tail. From top to bottom, she started to swell up, all thanks to the bicycle pump. Spike watched on in awe as even Dragon-Celestia’s head started to grow. It swelled up, looking more like a balloon, and she threw her large head back in pleasure. With her mouth wide open, she let out a long, loud moan. Spike licked his lips at the sight of Dragon-Celestia in complete and absolute pleasure. Her hard nipples, already looking like peaks, started to grow as well, becoming rounder, and Spike just wanted to reach out and wrap his lips around the nubs.

The pale blue color of her body slowly started to change as her body ballooned up. Her ghostly tone vanished and was replaced with a deep, almost angry looking red color. Spike wasn’t sure she could get any redder, but each time her hands moved that handle up and down, up and down, her body got redder. She went from a pastel red to a bright crimson, her body looking hot and on fire.

The pumps from Dragon-Celestia started to slow down, and her aggressive movements became much more gradual. The look of pleasure on her face also vanished, and her eyes narrowed as determination seemed to take over. Her mouth was open only slightly with her tongue peaking out, no longer open wide and letting out sexy moans, much to Spike’s dismay. He loved the sound of her screaming and crying out. She looked focused and ready to take on whatever was coming her way, though Spike wasn’t quite sure what that was.

Dragon-Celestia soon started pushing out her big chest, puffing it up, almost looking like a warning to anyone who was watching. She would pump slowly, then push out her chest, then pump again, before once more thrusting her chest out in front of her. She reached down to grasp the handles and pump again, but this time something changed. Her body swelled up a little, and her cheeks looked round and full of air. She even had to keep her mouth closed, her lips in a tight, thin line. She then pumped again and her cheeks blew up even more, looking even puffier and balloon like. The air inside her mouth had nowhere to run, and Dragon-Celestia was forced to have bulging cheeks. She pumped again, and her cheeks managed to look even bigger. They looked just like balloons, big and round and looking ready to pop at any moment. Her cheeks looked dangerously close to exploding.

With a puffy face, Dragon-Celestia gripped the handles of the balloon pump tightly. Her fingers had grown in size too, and Spike watched as her fat fingers gripped the handle. She pulled the handle up inch by inch, the process much slower than before. As if she was teasing Spike, she dragged the handle up until it could no longer be pulled up anymore. A few seconds passed with Spike watching on in amazement, wondering what would happen next. Dragon-Celestia stood there with the pulled up handle for only a few minutes, but it felt like years to Spike. He waited eagerly for Dragon-Celestia to push the handle down. After an intense, teasing moment, Dragon-Celestia finally held onto the handle again and gradually shoved it back down.

Her body trembled wildly, her form all ballooned up and swollen. She had come close to her limit and was now facing the consequences. Spike could have sworn he felt vibrations in the ground from her body shaking so much. It was a crazy sight to see, but Spike couldn’t look away from the trembling Dragon-Celestia. Her shaking body was addictive.

It took a while, but she eventually pushed the handle all the way down to its limit, and her body started to shake even more. A quick second passed and that was the end for Dragon-Celestia. The next thing Spike knew his ears were filling up with a deafening, almost painful noise. It was the loudest noise he heard ever since he got to this strange place. His ears ached, and his hands came to his ears to press against them, trying to ease the pain. He shut his eyes as well, trying to block everything out.

It was strange, because as soon as she shut his eyes, he was opening them only a second later. He sat up with a gasp, his eyes sore when they fluttered open and the light hit him. Everything was so bright and strong compared to the darkness he was witnessing earlier. He looked around him, making sure everything was back to normal. There were no clones, no loud music. It was all some strange hallucination…

“Wow…” Spike murmured as he shook his head, trying to get himself back to reality.

The hallucination was definitely terrifying, but he couldn’t deny that he enjoyed some parts of it…