Ember knelt before Spike, her tail up as she presented herself to the new Dragon Succubus.

“What are you waiting for?” Ember moaned as Spike’s shadow seed continued to swirl inside of her. Spike could feel every little change within the Dragon Lord. “Make me one of yours.”

“You… want to be like me?”

Ember’s claws played with her wet slit, though Spike’s cock spell had faded when she’d cum with the Dragon Lord. She bit her lip. Her horns burned with that lewd purple glow. She looked overcome for a moment, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as a claw slipped inside.

“Yes!” Ember cried. “You fucking hot dragon sex bitch! Claim me as one of yours!”

We must take her fully, Spike thought. She is asking. It would be rude to say no.

Still, Spike hesitated. She had the word of What Had Been Remothi that those she claimed would be able to choose. Though Spike remembered her words to herself—she wondered if she would ever get used to thinking of herself as two creatures—that all claimed would endure it for a time.

But this was special. This was the first time. And this was Ember. She needed… she needed to be sure…

“Open your mind to me,” Spike commanded.

Ember moaned at the sound of Spike’s voice, completely unable—or unwilling—to resist the power of the Awakened Shadowscale. Spike reached out and stroked one of the Dragon Lord’s horns.

In an instant, Spike felt Ember’s thoughts, beneath the deep oceans of lust roiling through her brain. She felt how she looked in Ember’s eyes. She couldn’t see herself, but she could feel the desire, the pleasure, the worship, the… fear?

Spike grabbed the sensation and gently pulled it apart, just enough to see within it.

We should push a little farther. We are her queen after all. She has submitted.

Spike pushed a little deeper and in a flash, she could no longer feel Ember’s thoughts… she could hear them... She could hear the thoughts beneath the need.

I hope Spike’s really okay… Ember thought, her worry over What Had Been Spike lacing every thought. I want this creature to be telling the truth. The First Queen… I want so badly to serve her… she can teach me so much… but not at the cost of Spike…

What Had Been Spike had always been fond of Ember. Spike had always had a little crush on her, hoping that one day their relationship might go beyond just fuck buddies and into something sweeter.

Through her newfound power, Spike found that Ember had similar feelings. She did actually care about Spike.

And she wanted so desperately to believe Spike’s claims of becoming the reincarnation of the First Queen. She wanted to learn at the one who shaped the very foundations of dragon culture, lore and law.

Ember wanted to become a better leader of her people. And she had feelings toward Spike.

We… we did not… we did not expect this, Spike thought. We must… we must…

In an instant, Spike dove into Ember’s thoughts. For a split second, What Had Been Spike appeared in her mind, male and as separate as Spike could make that part of herself.

It hurt to divide herself like this, but she had enough time to give the blushing mental projection of Ember the Lover a gentle and loving kiss.

At the same time, the First Queen appeared to the mental projection of Ember the Dragon Lord and kissed her on the forehead, then made three small scratches on Ember’s where Ember’s chest scales met her strong neck.

What Had Been Spike didn’t know what it was. The Dragon Queen did. After all, she’d been the one to institute it. The ancient sign of a blessing of both power and respect.

Though it took mere seconds, it proved to be almost too much. The pain in her mind intensified. Then, Spike couldn’t hold herself apart anymore. With a groan, she snapped back to reality and the two pieces of Spike, the Awakened Shadowscale, snapped back together. She moaned as she felt herself heal into her new true self.

Then she opened her eyes to see the Dragon Lord still offering herself to her.

“You…” Ember’s eyes were wide, her mouth open as she stared at her over her shoulder. “You’re… you really are both…”

Spike nodded slowly.

Ember let out a desperate moan of need. Not just physical, but mental and emotional. It drove straight through Spike’s body and into her very core, slipping through her Lust Heart and into her soul.

Spike no longer had any doubts. Ember wanted this. She wanted to be with Spike… in every sense of the term.

“Please?”

Spike wasn’t about to refuse such a heated offer. So, her cock still hard, she strode forward, grabbed Ember’s tail, and shoved it into Ember’s eager pussy.

Ember screamed as her hips bucked eagerly against him. She was beyond rational noises. The power of the shadow seed she’d swallowed—combined with the rush of acceptance of Spike’s new nature—swept her away, into the First Heat of all newborn Succubi.

Spike’s claws grabbed Ember’s beautiful ass and she thrust the last piece of What Had Been Spike into the eager dragoness. Ember took every thrust and shoved back with her hips. Within a few moments, Spike bottomed out with every lunge inside of her.

Then, the shadow seed within Ember finally blossomed and rushed through the Dragon Lord’s gorgeous body. Her wings darkened to a deep indigo blue. Ember moaned as if completely overcome—which wasn’t too far away from the truth.

Lust Heart to Lust Heart, Spike thought. I need to be there for it…

She wanted to continue to claim her prize from behind, but knew she couldn’t risk unleashing a dragoness of Ember’s strength as a Feral Succubus.

Mmmm… though the idea of letting someone become a Feral…

Spike could see the feral feasting upon both male and female, driven only by the need to feed her Lust Heart. The Feral’s Lust Heart overflowed with passion, until all near the Feral were overcome with unbridled hunger and the unending heat. Inhibitions melted before the rush of fire. In the center of a rapidly expanding ring of fucking dragons, ponies and dozens of other creatures, the Feral could only lay there as her entire existence became a never-ending orgasm.

For just a moment, the idea of seeing Ember in that moment tempted Spike. By the Red Goddess, Spike wanted to join her and be lost in the need.

But if she were to take up the ancient mantle of the Succubi Queen, she needed control.

Reluctantly, Spike slid her cock out of Ember. Ember whimpered and moaned in desire at the sudden emptiness between her legs. Spike could feel the Dragon Lord’s need. Spike’s own sopping wet pussy ached in time with the transforming Dragon Succubus.

With a gentle twist of magic, Spike conjured a few pillows on the hard earth before her ancient hoard door. Then, she settled back down, the only male part of her sticking straight up in the air.

Ember turned and faced Spike. Already, her tits had swollen by at least another size. The nipples darkened and thickened. Her golden eyes were shifting colors. Her horns continued to burn with violet magic.

Spike smiled at her beautiful new Succubus. She trailed a finger along her side and caressed one of her enormous tits, then her hand slid down and she gently gave herself a stroke.

While it was becoming increasingly harder to keep her male hardware, Ember was worth it.

“Do you want to finish?” Spike whispered. A finger slipped beneath her cock and into her pussy. She let out a hungry moan. “Come and claim your new life.”

Ember’s eyes were locked on Spikes cock. Her long tongue licked her snout. Then, she crawled forward and gently lapped at Spike’s cock a couple times.

Succubus Queen or not, it felt wonderful. But Spike needed to fill her new Succubus in another way. She crooked a finger at Ember, encouraging her forward.

The power of the shadow seed reached a new threshold when Ember was halfway up. Ember groaned as her tits swelled another size. Ember couldn’t seem to stop herself from wrapping her enhanced bust around Spike’s cock and sliding her delicate scales up and down Spike’s member.

Spike groaned and reached out to grasp Ember’s glowing horns. For a few seconds, Spike just luxuriated in the wonderful sensation of her cock between two warm dragon tits. It had been a long time since someone as busty as the new Ember had done this to her.

In fact, the last time had been Twilight, after Spike had ‘accidentally’ distracted her during her self-transformation studying. Twilight had never completely gotten over her breastplay kink she’d accidentally implanted herself with that week.

Spike forced herself into the here and now. She felt herself begin to tense and calmed herself just a little. Ember deserved the full treatment. No sense in letting the last orgasm of her member be wasted.

“If…” Spike whispered as Ember slid Spike’s cock been her tits. “If you want the full dose… you need to come all the way up…”

Ember ground herself against Spike’s feminine form—and the one masculine part of that form—before she crawled the rest of the way up.

And then, her hips were right there. Her sopping wet sex dripping onto the rough stone beneath them. Her tits quivered as the shadow seed ‘corruption’ awaited the final catalyst.

Spike could tell. Ember wanted nothing more than to mount her right then and there. But she waited. The submission coming off of the Dragon Lord was delicious. Without thinking, Spike’s Lust Heart swelled to feed upon it.

Spike looked into Ember’s lusty orange-red eyes. Spike had no doubt Ember knew what impaling herself on Spike’s cock would do to her. And she wanted it.

Then, Spike nodded.

Ember’s eyes lit up. She shifted her hips and lifted them up and quivered above Spike’s cock. Then, in one swoop, Ember plunged atop Spike, taking Spike’s cock all the way to the hilt.

Ember’s eyes bulged and she let out a desperate groan of pleasure. Then her eyes went even wider and a look of concern passed over her features as she shuddered and shivered atop her.

Spike reached a hand out and caressed her lover’s cheek, quieting the Dragon Lord’s fear.

Just let it happen, Spike urged her with a thought.

Ember relaxed a little. Her hands reached for her breasts and she began to feverishly grope herself. It was a natural reaction, one Spike never got tired of seeing.

Then, Ember’s back arched and let out the primal cry of the birth of a Succubus.

A swirling rose of magic burst into existence in the middle of Ember’s tits. Dark blue with tendrils of purple and violet, it twisted and danced in the firelight. Ember cried out again as an orgasm rushed over her body, this one centered between her tits as Ember’s Lust Heart came to life.

Spike smiled proudly at the new Dragon Succubus impaled on her cock, even as Ember stared at the new magic font within her chest.

Then, Spike bucked her hips. A careful buck, designed to throw Ember slightly off-balance. With a surprised cry, Ember fell atop of Spike.

Their tits pressed together. Their smooth scales slid along one another.

Instinctively, Ember pushed her Lust Heart against Spike’s, like a newborn seeking the milk of her mother.

Spike reached forward and kissed Ember gently, but with ever-growing passion. About halfway into the kiss, Spike felt Ember’s Lust Heart fully blossom between them.

Ember’s body trembled again, this time at the cusp of the final transformation.

Spike thrust hard into Ember’s sex.

Ember groaned into Spike’s mouth.

Then, Spike gathered her magic, focused and thrust into Ember’s Lust Heart.

Author's Note

Awww! Spikey's a romantic! It's so cuteeee!!!!!! :3

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