The Only Rule Involving Spike
It was just a simple, and single, rule
Afternoon, the perfect time to take a little break from the usual schedule. Be it by taking a nap, a cup of tea, sharing a moment with your loved ones, or, in the case of Twilight Sparkle, the alicorn who resided in the Castle of Friendship, by reading a book about magic.
She was in the middle of her readings, an alarm placed on the stand beside her and a cup of tea in her magical hold. Both objects jolted slightly after the main door of the castle swung open in a rather reckless way.
"The Great and Powerful Trixie has arrived!" shouted a mare from the entrance of the castle. Twilight grunted slightly at the interference. She was happy that her friends were back, but the way Trixie expressed herself always had a special place on her "things I hate" list.
"We are back, Twilight!" shouted another mare, who Twilight immediately recognized as Starlight Glimmer, her former protégée, and friend.
Twilight took the red bookmark of the book and placed it properly before closing the book. A brief glance at the alarm beside her made her mouth stretch into a smile. Half of a book in ten minutes. That’s a new record!
"Where should we put the boxes and the new books?" asked Starlight on her way to the map room, where Twilight was.
"Spike knows where they need to be placed, just give him the boxes and he will do the rest," Twilight said before moving her hooves forward. She needed to stretch her joints properly before getting off the chair.
"Your assistant is not here," Trixie said, her cyan fur now visible from the entrance of the room. Twilight arched a brow and turned to the main door, her eyes resting on the approaching duo.
"What do you mean? Where did he go?" Twilight asked, her magic enveloping the two boxes filled to the brim with books and scrolls.
"He told us that he will be here later," Starlight said. The duo was now in the map room and they were on their way to take a seat.
Twilight's confusion grew, but something inside her was relenting the panic building inside her core. She placed the boxes on the map and turned back. "So, where is he? Sugarcube Corner? With Rarity?" she asked, her tone calmer than her own thoughts. Maybe it was a skill earned by Celestia's teachings, she thought.
Starlight gave her a dismissing gesture with her hoof and shook her head. "He’s in the Crystal Empire," Starlight said.
Twilight stood firmly, her eyes covered in the looming shadow provided by her mane. Her smile was still there, but the true intention behind that smile was nothing but hideous for the unicorns in front of her.
“Ha, ha, that’s a good joke, Starlight…” she said, her head slowly tilting to the side. “Now tell me the truth. Where is my number-one assistant?”
Starlight found herself unable to move any muscle. Her vocal chords tried to articulate even the faintest word but all that came out was a slow humming sound.
Trixie, however, had no trouble replying, “Twilight, you know more than anyone else that Trixie is not a prankster. Your dragon friend is in the Crystal Empire. He said that he wanted to buy some of his childish comics.” She paused and composed her dark blue witch hat. “We asked him if we could leave first and he accepted, so-”
Trixie words were cut short; the mare herself stopped talking after noticing that a spell had made her voice fade.
“Just let me confirm this…” Twilight said, her teeth clenching against each other. “You left Spike, my young dragon, all by himself, in the only place where the entire population wants to bang him?”
While Trixie fought internally in order to comprehend Twilight’s’s statement, Starlight’s eyes were as wide as plates. “Twilight, we can explain!” she tried to say, but her voice faded a second later.
“Starlight… there are few rules in this castle, most of them are logical and simple things… but there is only one main rule involving Spike: You can’t leave him alone in the Crystal Empire, even if my brother or Cadance is there to protect him—which is not the case since they are out of town— You. Can’t. Leave him alone in the Crystal Empire!”
Twilight dispelled her magic on the duo and gestured at them, trying to get them to speak some sense about their actions.
“Twilight, I’m sorry, I just forgot ab-” were the only words Starlight could muster before a lavender aura surrounded her and Trixie.
A shining purple explosion appeared above a vast expanse of scorched land. From within the explosion, a confused cyan unicorn appeared accompanied by her pink friend. A creature watched from the shadows as the whole ordeal brought a slight grin to its face.
“Hey, Starlight, long time no see,” greeted a raspy voice. The creature stepped out of the shadows. It was an old red centaur resting on the solid rock ground: Tirek.
“What brings you here this time?” he asked.
Trixie tried to understand the current lack of light on her vision. After a couple of seconds she was able to see the ever-burning magnificence of the place that was used to conceal the most terrible monsters known by ponykind: Tartarus.
“Ahm… Where am I?” she asked, her tone cracking at the last word.
“We’re in grounded land, Trixie…” Starlight answered, an annoyed grunt being released afterward. “At least this time I know why I’m here… last time Twilight sent me here she gave me no explanations… and to top it all off, she made it impossible for me to ever get drunk again.”
“That seems really awful,” Trixie expressed, her fear dissipating after acknowledging the fact that Starlight knew where they were.
“How have you been, red guy? I just got grounded again. Seems like I forgot the only important rule involving Spike,” the pink unicorn explained before dusting off the floor below her.
“What do you mean?” he asked while Starlight and Trixie were trying to make themselves comfortable on the harsh ground. “I’m mighty fine by the way, just chilling in hell as usual.”
“Seems like the little guy can save a whole nation two times in a row but can’t defend himself from some crazy mares…” Trixie said in annoyance, her eyes darting left and right with disgust. “This place is really dreadful and ugly…”
“They don’t call it hell just because it hosts demons…” Tirek paused, his expression turning awestruck. “Wait… you… Did you leave Spike alone? In the Crystal Empire of all places?!”
“You know about that rule?!” Starlight interjected with surprise in her tone.
“Sweet horns of power, that guy must be running for his dear life right now,” Tirek laughed. “My god, I wish I could break free of this prison just to watch the whole ordeal!” He wheezed like an asthmatic pony at a stand-up comedy show.
Starlight did a double take, her brows furrowing deeper as she asked, “You didn’t answer my question: How did you know about that rule?”
“Pitiful pony, you live on the surface and you didn’t even know? I just heard the ramblings and gossips of the guards and in a couple of days, the answer came by itself. Those ‘Crystal Ponies’ would rape that little runt as soon as they got the chance.”
“Pfft, come on,” Trixie snickered. “I know he is a ‘hero’ and all, but don’t you think you’re exaggerating?”
“Hey, I’m not judging them, he saved them from the grasp of King Sombra after all. Haven’t you heard about that guy?” Tirek asked, his hand traveling all the way to the back of his neck. “I wanted to rule the world and all that crap, but him? He just wanted to burn and corrupt it. A crazy guy from head to hoof.”
The centaur then scratched his chin. “I’m actually curious though… how come that little fella is still single?”
“I don’t know either, buddy…” Starlight stretched her neck to the sides in search of a guard. “Well…we will have to wait until a guard shows up…”
“You’re out of luck then,” Tirek said before bringing his hand to the depths of his mane. “The last guard just left a couple of minutes ago… so you two will be here for a long time,” he added before pulling a deck of cards out of his mane. “Do you want to play?”
While Starlight nodded affirmatively, Trixie stood up and looked at the nearest structure that looked like a door. “And what keeps us from leaving?” she asked pointedly.
Starlight rolled her eyes and placed five cards near Trixie. “Right, this is your first time here. One word, Trixie: Cerberus.”
“Oh…” Trixie said, her rump softly colliding against the ground before her magic enveloped the cards near her.
A few hours later
A mare with a glimmering brown coat and orange mane was resting in a gray chair. Her eyes were half-lidded and her movements were slow. She yawned, her head moving from left to right, as she caught sight of six mares in front of her, mares all too well-known in the whole kingdom as the Elements of Harmony.
“Is she awake now?” asked Applejack, her face hidden behind the shadows of her stetson hat.
The crystal mare’s ears jolted at the sudden sound. She winced slightly as her eyes started to adapt to the dim light on the tiny room, seeing a gray metallic table in front of her where her forehooves were currently resting, a chair at the other side that was just in front of her and the table, and a solid green door at her left.
“Where am I?” she asked, her voice a faint whisper.
“You’re not the one asking questions here, little miss,” Pinkie Pie exclaimed before jumping forward to the chair in front of the crystal mare, “That little face of ‘awhm, I just woke up, I’m innocent, blah blah blah’ is not going to save you.”
The mare slowly arched a brow. “Wh…” she yawned, “What do you mean? What is going on, Pinkie?”
“Spike,” Rarity spat, resting on the wall to the right. “That is what is going on.”
The mare’s expression grew confused. “Spike? Spike, the great and glo…” she stopped abruptly, her eyes widening open as if a huge revelation was being injected into her mind.
Pinkie noticed first-hoof the sudden reaction of the mare and inched closer to her. “Seems like you just remembered something,”
“No, no, I promise. I didn’t see anything…”
“See?” asked Pinkie Pie curiously. “That’s an odd choice of words… maybe that means, that you know something, right?” She moved forward, her muzzle now inches away from the mare’s ears. “Double D…”
Those last words made the mare fall unconscious in a rather anticlimactic way. The Elements stood dumbfounded at the little act, their eyes fixated on the inert body of the brown mare.
“And people say I overreact too much,” Rarity said in an elegant tone, her hoof taking care of her mane while she added. “Darling, would you mind telling us what did you do to get her into that state?”
Pinkie’s curly hair bounced before the mare herself turned back. “I just said her name… Double D, Dorothy Drill… I don’t know what went wrong.”
“Maybe the tension was too much fer her…” Applejack said before tilting her hat upwards, her green eyes shining in the room. “Let’s put her in the other room and take another. This time only one of us is going to do the interrogation,” she proposed.
“Are you sure about that, Applejack?” Twilight Sparkle stepped in. “I don’t understand why it would be necessary.”
”It’s just a hunch, sugarcube,” Applejack said. “Crystal ponies have never been good with pressure after all,” she explained before looking to Rarity. “Rarity, would yah take ‘er to the other room and brin’ the next one?”
Twilight stepped forward between the two ponies. “Let me do that for you,” she said before a shining beam enveloped her horn. The chair where the brown crystal mare once stood was now being occupied by a blue-sapphire unicorn mare. She belched immediately, hooves pushing against her stomach as she forced herself to gulp the vomit.
“I forgot how awful it is to be teleported abruptly…” the mare said to herself. Her ears perked upwards at the echoing sound of the chair in front of her being turned backward.
Applejack was now in front of her with a relentless look in her eyes, her hooves resting on the back of the chair.
“There is no time to waste,” Twilight commented from the back as she and the elements made their way outside. “We will be on the other side of the door, just in case something happens.”
Applejack nodded, her stern glare still locked on the mare in front of her. The door closed with the faint sound of rust between the hinges. She coughed, grabbing the attention of the mare, “Blue Sky, right?” She tilted her head. “Ya’ know, Ah’m actually not surprised… I imagined this would happen sooner or later.”
“What do you mean…?” Blue Sky asked, mildly adrift between reality and unconsciousness.
“Well it all happened some months ago. Ah was working on the orchard while waitin’ for Spike to show up…” The mention of the dragon made the crystal mare focus. Her eyes now had a solid color and shine. Applejack acknowledged this and continued. “Unluckily for the little guy, Ah tend to drift off into my work while buckin’ the apples out of trees, next thing I knew I struck him right in the jaw with one of my mighty bucks.”
“I don’t understand, why are you telling me this?” Blue Sky asked.
Applejack laughed slightly. “Well, little scoundrel, the reason Ah’m telling you this is that after knocking out my friend, Ah noticed how helpless it could look for the ones like you,” she pointed an accusing hoof. “I imagined the whole ordeal… lil’ Spike, defenseless and unconscious, a crystal mare in front of him, her eyes locked on the prize.”
Blue Sky’s breathing changed, becoming heavier and slower. Applejack moved her previous accusing hoof down to the table and started to rub it. “I imagined how you degenerates would start touching him, beginning at the top of his head. Caressing his soft scales and his fragile lips… then,” her hoof slowed its drawings, “moving down to his little body, t’ his even softer and warmer scales on his chest… and stomach… and making the journey down to his forbidden garden.”
The crystal mare’s cheeks turned a pale pink color, her forehooves were now a top of the table. She inched closer. “And then… what would someone like me do?”
Applejack took a huge breath, her left hoof tightening its grip on the chair. “Well, that would be obvious: stroke the little aperture in the middle of his groin. Rub it like you were polishing an award-winning apple… messing with the snakes’ hideout until they decide to come out and play…”
Sky’s legs fidgeted uncomfortably, her previous pink cheeks now vigorously red. “And then…” The mare swallowed. “What would I do with those snakes?”
“After witnessing those gifts of nature… Ah just thought that your next course of action would be ta mount him… ya know, cuz' y'all are crazy enough in the head. Your snatch would be swimming in its own mess by that time…” Applejack pointed out, not noticing that her voice lost her intimidating tone long ago.
Blue Sky’s back legs started to rub against each other, the electrifying feeling of fur against fur driving her lust forward. “Probably… then what…?” she said, her eyes lost in something beyond Applejack’s gaze.
“You would grab the pointy head of his first shaft, position yourself above him… and then… slam your hips all the way down,” Applejack’s legs tightened around the chair. “The act driving you mad as the little knots all around its shaft made their way like a stampede gushing inside a tiny barn…”
“And then…?” The crystal mare kept asking with a ragged tone, drool covering her inner lips.
“Buck him, of course!” Applejack exclaimed, her eyes furrowing with anger once again. She rubbed herself against the chair furiously while her mouth kept on its ramblings. “Ya freaks would buck him like fillies coursing through their first apple season.”
“Yes…” Blue Sky started to move back and forth, caressing her loins against the seemingly comfortable chair. “We would probably do that…”
“Just like Ah thought,” Applejack said through gritted teeth. “You lustful varmints. Obsessed with the cute and foolish appearance of my friend…” She quickened her movements, as did Blue Sky. “Always, ahg~ desperate to get a chance to have him all t’ yourself… t’ feel his entire girth bucking inside you like a drugged bull in an Appleloosan rodeo.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” Sky Blue gasped, her tongue lolling out, “tell me more.” The mare’s right forehoof fell downwards, lying just between her legs. She bucked forward, searching for help in the hard end of her hoof.
“Always wanting more…” A warm puff of air slithered out from her snout. “I bet you wouldn’t last two seconds after smelling the intoxicating fragrance of his second staff…”
Blue Sky gasped for air, her half-lidded eyes widening slowly as her lingering hoof started to shake recklessly.
“Drugging you...” Applejack breathed in.
The crystal mare moaned and neighed.
“Fooling your senses…” Applejack moaned as well.
Blue Sky recoiled into a ball for a brief moment, a loud gasp of air echoing through the room before she stretched out. She was now openly masturbating in front of Applejack… pleading internally for her to continue.
“Making everything else fade except the hard piece of dragon meat inside your folds…”
“Yes, I would do it… keep talking,” Blue Sky stammered, her face curving into a wicked smirk.
“Pumping harder each time...” The two ponies heard a loud crack, Applejack’s powerful embrace proving itself too much for her chair to handle. She kept humping herself against it anyway, “tugging the grass out of the orchard… screaming on your forearms to suppress the climax building inside you as his pulsating cock starts to shake in anticipation.”
The helpless crystal pony started to moan erratically, a loud wail slipping through her open lips as her climax arrived before the end of the tale. ”Good grief… Sir Spike… forgive me… I coul… I... I’m-- I’m cumming~!”
Blue Sky’s eyes rolled upwards in ecstasy, her screams of pleasure turning into a faint gasp for air. Her body shook uncontrollably as her fluid sprouted out and drenched the floor below.
Applejack glared with disgust at how the unicorn collapsed on the ground afterward, her sickening smile still present on her face…
“Sick psychos…” she grunted.
Applejack opened the door, the broken chair on her back and her tail clutched against her marehood.
Twilight skipped a step towards her, “What happened?” She glanced off to the room and got a faint glimpse of the mare resting in the floor with an ear to ear grin.
“Ah got a little carried away…” Applejack tilted her hat down. “She’s fine though… so don’t worry. If you’ll excuse me, Ah need to fresh up my anger…” she added before walking through the hall in direction to the bathroom.
“Jeez, if that mare got you mad enough to break a chair, then I don’t know what it would do to me if I talk to one of the others…” Rainbow Dash commented.
Applejack deposited the broken chair on the ground and turned her eyes upwards to Rainbow. “Maybe what we really need is the special touch of our kind friend Fluttershy,” she suggested before trotting down the hallway.
All the heads traced their way in unison to the center of the room, where Fluttershy was peacefully playing with her pink mane. The mare darted her eyes left and right, feeling the heavy expectation being bestowed upon her through the eyes of her friends. She breathed heavily, and after gulping a huge knot of doubt, she glared with determination at the interrogation room.
“I’ll do it,” she said, her tone courageous and her eyes iridescent like a flame well fed.
Twilight nodded, offering her friend a confident smile before teleporting another mare into the room and taking the previous one in her magic hold. “We know you can do it, Shy, and don’t worry.” She rested her hoof with care on the pegasus’ shoulder. “We’ll be here if you need anything, just knock two times. These walls are soundproof, after all.”
“Thanks… maybe AJ is right. I’ll try to make her think that I’m on her side… with any luck that will make her talk.” Fluttershy nodded back, and after breathing heavily again, she stepped forward with firm hooves.
“Mmm… Wha…” came the ragged voice of a red-coated crystal earth mare. “What is this place?” she asked.
The screeching sound of the floor being scratched by a foreign object was the first thing she heard as an answer.
“T-the interrogation room,” Fluttershy whispered from beside her. “How are you feeling?” she asked before sitting on the chair that previously made that annoying sound.
The earth pony glared at Fluttershy. “Interrogation room? Why the buck am I in an interrogation room?” She asked with furrowed brows, anger lingering in her tone. “And who are you? I don’t see a badge or a helmet, how do I-”
“Please, calm down,” Fluttershy pleaded.
“Why should I be calm? How do I know if you are not some kind of freak that wants something from me?” she asked, her tone and expression boiling in anger with each passing breath.
“Calm. Down…” Fluttershy commanded with a severe tone and a glare that could easily hint a murderous intent.
The earth pony hesitated, her anger replaced by doubt and fear. She tried to breathe again, but instead she whimpered. Her head bent forward. The only thing she could do was keep her eyes fixated on the blue ones above her. The sight alone made her feel like some kind of deity was judging her.
Fluttershy noticed the change in the mare’s expression and eased the glare on her.
“Wha… What was that?” She pressed her hoof against her chest, feeling her pumping heart beating against her own bones. “My heart… it hurts…”
“That was the stare,” Fluttershy started, her eyes darting off from a second as she sighed. “I hope I won’t have to use it again… What about you, Firerail?” Fluttershy waited for a moment for the mare to respond.
Firerail could only move her head affirmatively, hoof tight against her chest as she tried to recompose her breath.
“That’s good.” Fluttershy moved closer and took, with the utmost care, the other hoof of the mare, which was resting on the table between them. “Look, I can’t blame you for what you did…”
Firerail arched a brow at her, warm puffs of air escaping from her slightly agape mouth.
“Spike…” Fluttershy clarified. After detailing the blush shading the cheeks of the mare in front of her, she continued. “He is a really nice guy… ‘Too darn likable’ as Starlight says…” she commented, her little smile jolting up at the quoting.
“Ah… ha… choo!” Starlight sneezed loudly, making the neatly placed deck of cards between the groups to shake.
“Watch out, little pony. We don’t want to get a cold in hell, right?” Tirek joked with a toothy grin.
“Don’t worry… maybe somepony is talking about me or something…” Starlight said while rubbing her nose. “So, what are your big plans for the week, big guy?”
“Just the usual.” He made a dismissive gesture with his hands. “Think about life, curse my enemies until my heart is pleased, cut the loose ends of my hair… curse my enemies again… and then keep writing my book.”
“You’re writing a book?” asked Trixie, her head rising up from its previous resting position as a wince strained her expression.
“Yeah…” Tirek took the deck and after charging a faint portion of his magic into it, transforming it into a book. “It’s the only thing I can do with the little magic I have.”
“And what’s it about?” Starlight prompted.
“It’s about a weakling surviving inside this place… there is no Equestria in his universe, nor a way out of the place. The story moves around, showing how he endures and thrives on his life inside this rotten place and I plan to make him the ruler in the end… but for the-”
“Hey, what are you two doing here?” somepony intervened from the other side of the room. A royal guard in white armor. ”Starlight? What did you do this time? You have to tell Twilight to stop sending ponies here. I’m going to get into trouble one of these days if this keeps up.”
“Looks like that’s our call…” Starlight said before raising up to her hooves. “Can I read that book next time?”
“Yeah, sure.” Tirek smiled. “Bring a chessboard with you next time, if you can.”
Starlight hugged Trixie from the side. “Don’t worry. With this troublesome mare by my side, I’ll be here again in less than a week.”
“Hey! Trixie is not a troublesome mare,” she pouted.
“Yeah, sure, troubles are the one coming to you, right?” Starlight joked before waving goodbye to the centaur.
Back at the interrogation room, Firerail’s face was down, her head lulling left and right as she tried to recover from the stare’s effect. “I…”
“Hey, hey...” The kind mare caressed the hoof in her hold. “It’s fine, you got excited about your hero…”
“No… I was completely fine… it was just a couple of shots…”
“You… Sorry if I sound rude, but did you drug him?”
“No… no, I just…”
“Dragons are really susceptible to alcohol if you know what kind of gem to use… ” Fluttershy glanced down, her muzzle shading a pale pink.
“I… I can’t remember… Maybe…”
“Y-you lost control? Don’t worry, it could have happened to any other crystal mare after…” Fluttershy’s free hoof recoiled against her chest. ”After looking at the poor dear hallucinating in front of you. Dragons tend to dream about their sins in that state from what I’ve learned … greed, pride, envy… lust.”
“Well… maybe I…”
“Got a little…” she stammered, “anxious after seeing his…” Fluttershy bit her lip, her muzzle turning redder. “Dragonhoods? They are ahm… quite tantalizing…” she brought a hoof to her mouth and cleared her tone, “from what I’ve studied,”
“My memory is…” Firerail’s hoof shifted as she gestured at the pegasus. Fluttershy understood the gesture and gave her some space. “I remember a pink thing… I think…”
“What if we try to make a dramatization? I think I have a good idea of what happened…” Fluttershy proposed, all the while looking unsure about it. Her eyes finally dropped on the mare. “What do you think?”
“Ahm…” Firerails trailed off. She tried to look upwards but the simple sight of Fluttershy’s eyes made her head bend down. “Ok… go for it.” She muttered, her forehooves rubbing her shoulders and arms.
“From the smell of your fur and mouth- ahm, it’s not like it’s a disgusting smell or something, just a little bit odd… but, I can tell that you were drunk at the time it all happened…”
Fluttershy paused. Firerail’s expression didn’t change, so she continued. “You and your friends got Spike, and dragged him to a hideout…” She cleared her tone again, her cheeks turning back to her previous color.
“Desperate about the little time you all had, yo- I mean, somepony in the group, came up with the idea of getting him drunk with one of the many gems that serve that purpose… Now, after noticing your kind of temperament… and the strong scent on your mouth compared to the others… maybe you were the first one to taste him.” She squeaked softly, thinking that the dramatization could be offensive for the mare “Sorry if I-”
Firerail swallowed a huge knot of drool. “T-taste him? I-I…” she interjected.
“Hush… hush… I understand. You couldn’t fight it, maybe none of your friends could…” Fluttershy said, her hooves surrounding the curly end of her mane. Maybe her hunch was correct. “You were under the influence of alcohol, and then… after drugging Spike, his… you know, his members’ scent did the rest… intoxicating you and then luring you towards your most deepest and primitives desires…”
Both mares were sharing the same color of blush now: a faint red.
“You inched forward to him… taking careful sniffs of his… shaft, unconsciously moving each time more closely to his skin until…” She took a breath. “Until you noticed that your nose was tugging against it… against him…”
“It… it seems possible…”
Fluttershy’s left hoof moved to her chest while the other kept caressing her mane. “In that case, you would have been past the point of no return… the scent becoming too much for you to bear with your nose alone… you had to...” Fluttershy hesitated for a second, “taste it.”
Failrail’s right hoof drew closer to her mouth. Her gasping demeanor was not a consequence of Shy’s previous stare.
“The ridges around it could have been a little weird for you… or maybe frightening… and given the state you were in, you probably decided to lick him first just to make sure it was safe…” Fluttershy explained while caressing her puffed chest.
“Yes… I… I think I would have done that…”
“However… licking it would just empower the dreadful situation you were in… dragons are… really tasty… depending on the way they have grown. Spike’s aphrodisiac taste would have been the last drop needed to fill your glass.”
“I think… I’m remembering…” the crystal mare muttered, her hoof now resting on her mouth. She quietly licked it while flicking her ears forward to hear better.
“Desperate to have more of that taste…” Fluttershy breathed again, her left hoof now resting on the table. “You enveloped the head with your lips, and then…” she gasped for air, her cheeks now crimson red, “drowned in the pleasure, you took half his… ahm… girth down your mouth… gagging at the moment his head touched the entrance of your throat.”
The crystal pony nodded, her mouth biting her hoof as her eyes drifted towards the scene described to her.
“Then you…” Fluttershy paused, swallowed, and then continued, “pushed past that limit, tugging on his little legs, engulfing his… ehm… him.” She took another pause. “Engulfing him until you could feel it inside you, throbbing harder than your heart…” Firerail munched the tip of her hoof. “You then rested … enjoying the moment of ecstasy as your throat accustomed itself to the new guest.”
Fluttershy shifted to her right, her loins nearing the edge of the chair. “Once comfortable, you breathed heavily, purposefully clouding your mind with Spike’s fragrance. You moved up, enjoying each coursing second as the edges around his shaft stroked your insides.”
“Yes…”
Fluttershy inched closer to the edge again, her loins soaking the material below it. She started to slowly rub herself against it, her left hoof moving towards her mouth as the other hoof remained gripped against the table, “Then… as if it wasn’t enough already, Spike started to moan and pant in pleasure… his little cries… oh I love how he moans,” the pegasus chewed her inner lip. “He takes your head unconsciously, thinking it’s all a dream… a really nice dream…”
Firerail was lost in the picture detailed to her. Thinking of the little drake rutting her throat while the intoxicating smell made her feel nothing but pleasure from the act.
Her head fell down on the table, instincts taking the best of her as her left hoof moved on its own to her nether region.
“You can hear his little gasps echoing inside your head as he makes your head rise and fall down his meat… Your weirdest desires taking a hold of your sanity…” Fluttershy’s hips moved back and forth in long motions, the chair dampening even more as her juices trailed down to the floor, “You munch him with the muscles of your lips… like a predator eating its prize after a long hunt. His pre flows down your mouth, mixing up with your drool…each bite makes him groan between pleasure and pain, and you love it…”
“I would love it. Yes~,” Firerail gasped, her right hoof coming to her aid as it positioned in front of her muzzle. She bit her own leg, moaning and groaning while her other hoof was being pumped inside her marehood.
“He forces you down his entire girth for a moment, giving you just a few inches to move up and down as his pulsating member prepares for the outcome…” Fluttershy detailed, her lips soaked with her own saliva. She glazed up, her eyes shimmering while she continued. “The sweet outcome… his dragon seed, pouring down your throat, feeding you like the good mare you are.”
The shy pegasus swallowed her own drool, her hips slowing down for a second, ”You look up at him as he caresses your mane while you milk him… you take one gulp after another of his delicious seed…” Fluttershy’s gaze lost its shine as she detailed the events, “His eyes are lost in you, and his cute face is smiling to you as his little moans are accompanied with more shots of his delicious liquid…”
“Yes… more…” Firerail pleaded…
“Of course there is more, he has two Spike juniors…” she stated dreamily, “and you only took care of the first one. The other big boy is waiting for you with pre adorning its features…” she moaned longingly, “So… you step forward and climb him… he hugs you by instinct, making his,” Fluttershy blinked, her blinks following the pace of her breathing, “his warm… rod… touch you there… embracing your lips in a passionate kiss…”
The sound of chairs scratching crystal floor echoed inside the room as the two mares rubbed themselves faster and faster.
“But there is only so much foreplay a little dragon can take… he tugs his head on your belly before positioning better and then…”
“Say it!” Fairrail yelled, her drool bursting out in the process.
Fluttershy’s flank drew back to the rear of the chair, her eyes coursing up as she said in a blissful tone, “He… his… His hard cock penetrates you with its full length!” moaned the pegasus at the same time her wet loins rubbed the furniture. ”Ahg… he… he curses and gasps on your fur as his members ravish your insides like a wild rabbit on breeding season.”
“He takes your flanks with his soft claws and starts caressing and tugging on your flank as his warm member pumps in and out...” Fluttershy’s mane was now a rustled mess, the fur on her muzzle resembling the unkempt appearance thanks to the drool trailing from her mouth. “Any thought of the ridges on his dragonhoods turning into lustful obsession as each passing second becomes a mini orgasm.”
“Good, Luna~” Fairrail moaned in delight, her tongue lolling out at the same time her loins’ stench tainted her surroundings.
“And just when you thought it was almost impossible to be more pleased, Spike surprises you with another feature of dragons: they love to cum while doing it… dragoness eggs are hard to fertilize… so they have to breed continuously to ensure the future of their kind…”
“What a magnificent creature…” The crystal mare exhaled with a wicked smile.
“His cum soaks your loins and the furniture… ” Fluttershy doubled her pace, “but he keeps moving forward like there is no tomorrow… you’re lost in the pleasure… your inner walls tightening around his hard staff.” Fluttershy moaned in pleasure, feeling her own climax building up inside her. “You hug him by instinct. Your hips moving by themselves as your core implodes with pleasure… and then… and then…”
“Yes! That's what I wanted!” screamed Fairrail in ecstasy.
Fluttershy’s mind halted at Firerail’s choice of words:
Wanted.
Her hips kept moving by instinct, yet her thoughts trailed off to a single question. “Wanted? What do you mean?”
“I was so close to having him all for myself, but then somepony interrupted us…” She gasped, her hoof hastening its pace at the lack of stimulation from Fluttershy’s words.
“Who?” asked Fluttershy, her lungs slowing their pace. “There was another mare there apart from you five?” she asked with furrowed brows.
“She wasn’t with us,” the mare said between gritted teeth. “That mare knocked us out before I could even taste him. I could only take a glimpse of her before everything turned black.”
Fluttershy stood up from the chair and narrowed her eyes as she inched closer to Firerail. “Can you tell me more about her?”
“I can give you her nickname: Ss, everyone knows her as the Mary Sue that loves to take care of foals… and her husband that works as an officer in Manehattan…” She grunted. “Can we keep talking about Spike?” she pleaded, her hoof growing tired as the vivid dream from before escaped her thoughts.
Fluttershy huffed, her brows furrowing as the denied climax took a toll on her nerves. “You can help yourself with that… we are done here.”
“Aw… come on I was so close~”
“You and the others will have more than enough time for that in your cells,” she said sternly while walking to the door. Her eyes darted down for a second. It felt weird for her to act or talk like this. She shook her head from side to side: it was better to not think about it.
“Wait? Did you say a cell? Are we going to pri- oh… right… we almost raped him…” Firerail noticed, anger rising inside her as her own mind reprimanded her for losing the battle against lust.
The knob of the door clicked, a yellow pegasus stepping out of the room with care before closing it behind her. “Good news, girls, Spike is probably safe,” she said cheerfully, stress still featuring in her expression and red still staining her cheeks.
Twilight was the first one to jolt in happiness. “Great! That is wonderful, Fluttershy!” she cheered before inching closer to the pegasus. “Do you know where he is?”
“A mare known as Ss is taking care of him. Apparently she is well known in the kingdom-”
“Then let’s head out and find her!” Rainbow Dash intervened, her wings raising up in anticipation. “I’m sick of this tiny place.”
And with that, Rainbow Dash flew off from the office. Pinkie Pie trotted behind her. “Wait for me, Dash!”
While the two mares zipped out of the place, Rarity and Applejack moved closer to the remaining duo. “What should we do now, Twilight?” Rarity asked.
Fluttershy’s tail tightened against her wet garden. Her smile cracked for a second as the fuzzy feeling of her own feathers rubbing against each other sent an electrifying feeling through her whole body.
“We should ask the guards and the ponies on the streets for that mare…” the alicorn said before glazing with concern at the stressed pegasus beside her.
“Ahm… are ya alright, sugarcube?” The country mare put a hoof on Fluttershy’s forehead. “Yer sweating like a cow after a stampede.”
“Yeah… I j-just… got a little stressed b-back there… I-I need to go to the bathroom…” she stammered, faking yet another smile while her eyes moved left and right in search for approbation.
“Don’t worry, darling,” assured Rarity. “You have done more than enough. Leave the rest to us,” she proposed with a hoof resting regally on her puffed chest.
Fluttershy nodded, this time with an honest, and rather pleasant, smile on her muzzle. She departed to the bathroom while the other made their way to their corresponding duties.
One hour later
A rhythmic knock caught the attention of a lime-coated earth mare. She happily trotted to the entrance of her house, and after taking care of her curly pink mane, opened the door.
“Good morning, how can I help you?” she asked in a humble tone, her eyes taking into account the five well-known mares outside of her house a second later. “The Elements of Harmony! What a relief, you must be here for Spike, right?”
Twilight stretched her neck forward. “Is he here?” she asked, her face already curling into a smile.
“Yes, of course,” the mare stated. “He is still recovering from that intoxication…” she explained, her smile turning down as she added, “Thank Celestia I was nearby. If not, who knows what could have happened to the poor little cutie.”
“Ha! Seems like there are still some trustworthy crystal ponies in this kingdom,” Applejack said in an amusing tone.
“Well, practice what you preach is what my husband always tell me. He is an officer after all, so I would never do anything that could endanger other ponies, or in this case, dragon,” The lime mare said while her body tensed up with pride. “But that’s enough of my rantings, right? Come on in, Spike is in the living room sleeping.”
“Thanks, Ms…?” Twilight’s hoof moved in a circular motion.
“Sissy Pea,” she said before moving aside to let Twilight step inside.“My friends call me Ss by the way,” she added while Twilight made her way to the living room
“We know! Actually, that is how we found you,” Pinkie Pie commented while hopping forward. “It’s a curious nickna- is that cream?” she interrupted herself before taking off a white thick substance from Sissy’s chin and bringing it to her mouth, “Mmm~ delicious…” Pinkie looked intrigued at her own hoof. “It tastes a little familiar…”
“Well, I was just eating cream pie before you arrived,” Sissy explained, a new innocent smile featuring in her expression.
“Hmm, weird… it doesn’t taste like-”
“Okay, girls, mission accomplished. Spike is safe and sound,” Twilight exclaimed while making her way out of Sissy’s living room with Spike on her back.
“Oh, look at him~” pouted Rarity, “my little Spikey-Poo has been through a lot today. I’ll make sure to give him some gems when we get back… I hope he doesn’t remember anything from this horrible event.”
“Hopefully, the effects of the gem were too powerful for him and he passed out before anything could happen. Just like that time he intoxicated himself while helping Fluttershy at her cottage,” Twilight said before turning happily to Sissy. “Anyway, thank you, Sissy, it’s good to have another trusty mare to rely on,” she said before bowing her head slightly as a gesture of gratitude. “Your house smells great by the way.”
“Oh! I noticed that too,” Rarity added to the ongoing conversation. “Darling, would you be a dear and tell us what kind of product you are using? My boutique at Canterlot would appreciate the information.”
Sissy put a hoof on her muzzle and snickered softly. “Well, it’s just essence of crystal strawberry. It’s a really good product, the only bad part is that leaves a strong smell the first few minutes while eliminates all the other things hanging in the air. Take my advice, and don’t use it while making food or eating… it could ruin the experience,” Sissy explained, her half-lidded eyes showing nothing but serenity.
“I’ll make sure to buy one or two while I’m here, thanks Darling,” Rarity chimed before stepping out of the door mainframe.
“Well, I could show you where to buy it,” Sissy proposed. “I need to buy a new bottle too.”
Twilight moved outside and sprung her wings widely, magic charging up inside her horn as a lavender aura surrounded it. “I’ll go to the train station, after leaving Spike at home I’ll head back here with my teleportation spell. You should go and see how Fluttershy is doing. We will need her to file the legal papers later.”
“Ahg, right we still need to get those crazy ponies into jail… can’t we just throw them into a cell and call it a day?” asked Rainbow Dash. “I wanted to try some new stunts for the next show with the Wonderbolts.”
Pinkie Pie’s ears flicked up, and with a swift motion, she approached Dash’s side, her hoof embracing her shoulder and neck. “Well, you can do that here.” Her hoof motioned out to the sky as she added, “There are lots of new ponies that haven’t seen your stunts here. Who knows? Maybe you can get more fans.”
“Hey, that is a good idea, Pink,” Rainbow Dash pointed out.
“Aw, don’t worry about it, I’m just as bored as you are. Some stunts will be great for us while we wait for Twilight to come back and then sign those silly papers.”
“Ah’ll be heading out to see how Fluttershy is handling everythin’ up there,” Applejack commented before acknowledging a nod from her friends.
“I’ll be back in a moment,” Twilight and Spike were then enveloped with her magic before disappearing in a puff of shimmering magic.
Meanwhile, Starlight and Trixie had just made her way out of hell. The journey seemed to have taken a toll on their bodies, as their slow trot and growling tummies indicated.
“Trixie… is… hungry…” Trixie gasped, “I hope there is some food in the castle…”
“Come to think of it, wouldn’t it have been better for us to go to Sugarcube Corner?” Starlight said, her eyes focusing now in the castle in front of her. “Well… too late for that anyway, with any luck the castle is still open,” she added with a hint of disdain in her tone.
After another two minutes, they were next to the door, which to their surprise, was open. “Maybe the girls are back,” Starlight wondered aloud, unsure but a little happier than before.
The two mares went inside, not noticing the water trail staining the floor's carpet while making their way to the map room. Once inside, they were surprised to see a giant bucket of water next to the map.
“What is this?” asked Trixie.
“We used this bucket in the old days of mining ore…” a monotone voice responded from the other side of the bucket.
“Wait, that voice…” Starlight moved to the other side of the bucket, finding next to it an earth pony of purple attire and grey coat, “Maud? What are you doing here? No, wait. How did you get in, to begin with?”
“Did you think that my sister was the only one capable of appearing out of nowhere?” Maud asked, her expression stoic and unremarkable. “That is something our mother taught us. Just like how to destroy rocks with our bare hooves, or how to kill five demons at the same time while pulling off a good joke.”
Silence reigned over the room for a brief moment.
“I need to know more about your family,” Starlight commented perplexed, her head shaking in realization a second later. “Ah, that’s not the point. Why are you here? And what is this giant bucket for?”
“Remember the experiment I told you about a couple of weeks ago?” Maud said.
Suddenly, a flash of bright magic blinded the trio. From within the blinding magic, Twilight Sparkle and Spike appeared inside the room.
“Oh… looks like you got back,” Twilight said, her tone more cheery than what she intended. “You are still grounded for this, Starlight, but that will be for later.” She positioned Spike on his throne. “Take care of Spike while I go back to the Crystal Empire. There are five mares waiting to be put in a cell.”
“Wait, what? Trixie needs further explanation.” The cyan unicorn demanded in her usual dramatic tone.
“Ugh… they tried to rape him,” Twilight grunted between annoyance and rage. “I’ll give you all the details later.”
Another blink of magic and poof, Twilight was gone again.
“Well, this is extraordinarily convenient,” Maud said, the tip of her hoof patting her lips.
“What do you mean, Maud?” Starlight asked while Trixie made her way out of the room in direction to the kitchen.
“Spike and you arrived almost at the same time.” She took a pause to look at the two creatures furtively. “We can begin the experiment now.”
“Oh. Right. That experiment,” she said, hoof scratching her back as she tried to remember something. “Come to think of it, you never told me what that experiment was about…”
Maud smiled, an act so insignificant, but at the same time powerful enough to make a random citizen of the world neigh and fade out of the cuteness of the event.
Poor stallion… he will never know what hit him.
“I will cure your obsession to kites… or maybe enforce it… we’ll see how it goes.”
Author's Note
thanks again to Shade ol, heart linda and Lorhelei for their help 
A third fic is on the way. I suppose you can guess who are going to be the protagonists...
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