“You’re sure you want him?”

Spike smiled at her beloved First Shadowscale. Ember had decided on flowing dark indigo robes—the same color as Spike’s new magic—while Spike herself wore a tight-fitting dress of almost violent purple and crimson.

Of course, it didn’t really matter right now, as they were both shrouded in an invisibility aura as they looked out over the grand marketplace of Dragon’s Reach.

Spike had seen it all before. Hundreds of carts and shops and vendors in the very heart of the enormous mountain. The sight so busy that it made her ache. So many of her kind here. Even if they weren’t Shadowscales, they were still hers. Even now, she could sense a few tents where the unleashed magic of a few hours ago still drove dragons into fucking one another with abandon.

She couldn’t help but feed off of them a little.

“He has the potential,” Spike said as she eyed one of the stores built into the stone of the mountain. “Once properly trained, of course.”

“Are you sure we can just enjoy… a few first?” Ember pleaded, looking out over the grand marketplace with need. “Before we get to him, I mean. I’m… just… well, you’ve had forever to control these urges.”

Spike leaned over and caressed her First’s chest. “And you’ve only had a couple hours.”

Ember trembled as Spike stroked her. “Barb, you’re… ahh, stop it or else…”

Spike giggled softly. She’d been happy to see that Ember’s transformation hadn’t truly done much to change her personality. Unlike Spike of course, but that was to be expected when one merged with the Queen of Succubi.

Still, the fact that Ember needed to be pinned down three times in the depths of the mountain and driven to scream Spike’s name seemed a bit excessive.

“Or else, what?” Spike asked, her hands squeezing the sensitive orbs.

“I’m either going to jump you or somedragon here!” Ember hissed.

“Or…” Spike whispered. “I could just make you this excited all the time, my dear Ember.”

Ember’s eyes went wide as she trembled again. Her body seemed moments away from climax.

“Depends on how slutty you can be for him,” Spike replied with a smile and a wink.

“Barb, please, let me cum,” Ember pleaded as Spike pulled her hands away.

Spike just smiled at her as Ember’s hands started to wander her own body helplessly, trying to sate her lust. Unable to pounce on anydragon for the simple reason that Spike had reached in and prevented her from doing it.

“Are you attracted to him?” Spike asked softly. “And tell the truth, or else the lust will simply grow.”

“I… I don’t…” Ember whined. “Of course not… aah!”

The moment she said it, she began to pant and squirm, her wings twitching softly, her face flushed as she tried to finger herself to orgasm, but it wasn’t enough.

“Yes!” Ember confessed finally, her eyes screwed shut as she fell back and started to thrash on the ground in need. “I’ve… I’ve always wondered. He’s… annoying but… he’s kinda hot!”

Spike smiled, lifted up her First Shadowscale’s dress, and slowly slid her tongue along her beautiful pussy. The moment she reached the top, Ember came, crying out her name and bucking her hips.

Spike slowly crawled over her succubus and stared into her eyes, ignoring the flushed features and hungry expression.

“This afternoon, we’re his sluts,” Spike whispered with a smile.

Ember finally nodded with a resigned sigh. Spike giggled and patted her on the cheek.

“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure he gets you to cum only using his tongue after I’m done with him.”

Ember perked up a little at this.

Twenty minutes later, they entered the lava sculpture shop and Spike let their invisibility ward fade. Despite that, it was impossible for their target to recognize them. Ember had used her magic to become a shade of soft red, while Spike had fully given into her purple and black motif.

“Yeah, yeah… give me a sec!” grumbled a voice from the other side of the curtain.

Spike glanced around the store and found herself moderately impressed. Their target didn’t seem the artistic type and lava carving wasn’t the easiest of trades. She’d have to make sure that part of him stayed intact. There were some pieces of busy dragonesses she found rather appealing.

“Welcome to Garble’s Lava Curves…” said a well-built red and orange dragon as he came out of the curtain. He was polishing something in his claws when he looked up to see two very curvy dragonesses in his shop. “Uh…”

While this dragon had been little more than a pain in the tail to Spike and Ember before, now she could feel the very faint connection to her noble blood. It would have never made him a natural shadowscale, but he would be bound by his queen.

Either way, just seeing him gave the new Spike all sorts of warm ideas. After all, she did need to Feast.

“Hello there, handsome…” Spike cooed as she sauntered forward. “I have to say, I’ve heard about your shop, but I never thought I’d get to see it for myself.”

“What?” Garble frowned, narrowing his eyes. “Why not?”

“It’s been a long time since I’ve been to Dragon’s Reach, honey.” Spike set her hands on the glass countertop and leaned forward, enough to give him quite the view. “And I’d say just seeing you—I mean, your store, was worth the trip.”

Garble began to smile. Spike had to hide a smirk. This male had always been too cocky for his own good. Well, that was okay. She could use that.

“Well, I do have the best in the city,” Garble proclaimed as he gestured to a pair of dragonesses moments away from kissing. “Everydragon comes to get their little piece of fun.”

“Oh yes,” Spike nodded as she walked over and gently stroked one of the figures, sighing as she did so. “I’ve heard your work usually is quite fun. Crimson here was just telling me about it.”

Spike glanced at Ember, who rolled her eyes again at Spike’s chosen nickname for her. She, on the other hand, hadn’t been able to keep her eyes off Garble since he walked in.

“That’s… that’s right…” Ember said, walking up beside Spike and gently—and obviously—caressing her thick ass. “Your pieces have been an… inspiration to us.”

Garble looked back and forth between the two of them as he realized what he was seeing. That made Spike smile. He wasn’t actually as dumb as he looked.

“Inspired, huh? Like this one?” He gestured to the pair almost making out.

Ember nodded slowly and turned to face Spike. Spike did the same.

“So inspirational…” Ember whispered. “Makes us want to act them out…”

Spike smiled and nodded in approval and then sent that approval through her bond with her First Succubus. That drove Ember to step forward and plant a kiss on Spike’s lips. Spike eagerly returned it and the two let their tongues interwine for a while before separating and looking at Garble together.

He was bright red—well, more bright red. And his clothes were a bit tight in an area. Spike decided it was time to push things a bit.

“I don’t suppose you have any more… intimate poses available to purchase?” Spike cooed, running a finger down the dragon’s white dress shirt. “We have such a terrible weakness for them.”

Garble swallowed before the cocky grin came back.

“As a matter of fact… I might in the back,” he said quickly. “Let me just… flip the sign so we’re not disturbed as you view them.”

He scrambled out from behind the display case, but Spike grabbed him to give him a kiss on the cheek as he went by. He went even brighter red as he practically ran to the door and slammed it shut. He flipped a sign, then rushed back behind the counter.

Spike and Ember smiled at him warmly.

“We’d be eager to see anything you have to show us,” Spike cooed.

“Anything at all.” Ember smiled, squeezing her chest together just a bit.

Spike hadn’t realized just how strong her compulsion about Garble would be to Ember. She hoped it wouldn’t have side effects.

Garble, however, took everything in stride, pulling back the curtain and guiding the two dragonesses to the back of the store.

The back of Garble’s store was like most retail places, full of boxes, cabinets and tools, save for one wall hidden behind a curtain.

“Now, normally you have to be referred to me before I show these…” Garble said with a smile and a wink, trying to turn to hide his raging erection. “But, exceptions can be made for beautiful dragonesses such as yourselves…”

“Mmm.” Spike smiled, idly playing with the outline of a nipple on her dress. “Remind me to thank you later.”

Garble adjusted his pants again and pulled on a rope, revealing five shelves. Each had a meticulous sculpture. And each were of dragons being very, very naughty.

Spike felt her own heat growing as her eyes wandered over the luscious bodies intertwined with one another. Some were female… one went up to five females. Some were males, though that only went up to three. Many were mixes. She found the ones she wanted in a matter of moments, as they were nicely labeled.

“I think…” Spike moaned softly. “I’m… I’m feeling… inspired… by… B6…”

Ember’s eyes drifted in that direction—she’d already been rubbing at her sex—and she gasped. “Oh by the Queen, I… it’s hard to think of anything else…”

Spike looked up at Garble with pleading eyes. “I… forgot to mention that we’re both… well, in heat. Do… you mind if we were inspired here? In exchange, you’re… welcome to watch…”

Garble gaped as Ember slipped in close and began to run her hands over Spike’s dress.

“Please watch,” Ember cooed, lost in both the role and lust. “I love seeing a cock occasionally when we play. Maybe jerk off to us? I wouldn’t mind playing after…”

“G-go ahead…” Garble whispered, his hand already in his pants.

Spike smiled again. “We’re going to have to thank you properly… in a few minutes.”

She kissed Ember hard and the First Succubus moaned into her mouth, eagerly surrendering to the lust. It took them only minutes to be stark naked. Thankfully, a life amount ponies—more than a few treated sex as a spectator sport—made Spike less than shy. The rest was handled by the Queen of the Succubi.

Soon, Ember was crying out constantly as Spike suckled her dark teat while fingering her wildly. Meanwhile, Ember was shoving three fingers into Spike’s pussy while massaging the other teat. Neither lasted long as they both screamed their pleasure to the skies. Only then did they look at Garble.

His cock was out and in his hand, rock hard and leaking cum as if he’d just burst. The sight of it drove a surge of need through Spike. That cock was how she was going to get a new name. Not only that, but now Ember was so needy, she couldn’t stand to not have a cock.

“We need to thank you for this,” Spike cooed as her naked body swayed toward him. “How about a blowjob?”

“Followed by fucking me and then her?” whispered Ember.

Garble just nodded weakly.

“Good boy,” Spike said as she knelt down, her pussy practically dripping with heat and gave into her lusts.

Thankfully, every part of Spike that had been bullied by Garble in the past had been properly adjusted by the Queen of the Succubi, so there was no hesitation as she wrapped her long tongue around his maleness.

Garble gasped in shock as Spike lengthened her tongue so she could wrap his entire cock in eager salvia and even more eager flesh.

“How… how are you doing that?” Garble managed to whisper between the moans.

Ember had slipped up behind him, starting to undress the drake as Spike worked her tongue back and forth on him.

“She has more practice than you can believe,” Ember cooed in his ear as she pulled off his shirt and revealed chiseled scales. Her hands wandered over them, playing with his pecs. “Just let her do her magic. There’s nodragon better.”

Garble nodded absently and Spike took that as her cue to begin the real festivities. With her tongue still swirling, she began to slowly slide the male between her lips, making sure to suckle every few moments, while her tongue continued to tease him.

“Oh by the Ancients…” Garble whimpered.

“She’s good, right?” Ember said as her hands began to swirl with magic Garble didn’t see.

Spike reached the halfway point, sliding her tongue back into her mouth and readjusting it. She let out a lusty little moan that wasn’t even remotely fake.

It had been so long since she’d done this to a healthy, strong drake. It was almost a shame she’d have to Feast upon his tasty maleness.

Ember fondled Garble’s chest, sending a brief pulse of dark energy into the drake. Spike immediately let out a humming moan of pleasure that would easily distract him from the seed. In moments, it touched Garble’s ancient blood, beginning the process of making him one of hers. Despite the distraction, the drake gasped again and looked confused.

That’s when Spike took the entirety of the dragon into her mouth and suckled hard, teasing the underside with her tongue.

“Oh wow… You’re… you’re really good at this.”

Spike smiled. In truth, she hadn’t done it before, of course, but at the same time, she’s done it thousands of times. She let herself get into the familiar motions, teasing his balls, going between kisses and tongue-play. She unleashed all her usual tricks, many of which had been forgotten over the centuries.

Garble seemed to enjoy them.

All the while, Ember worked on him from above, riling him up with little whispers and promises, encouragements and lusty needs. How much she was looking forward to getting her chance with the cock. How obedient she’d be. How all of this made her know she was his slut.

Then, Spike hummed again, just the right pitch to trigger the best part. A bit of magic woven into the hum was more than enough to make the drake yell as he began to erupt in thick molten cum. He babbled something and adorably tried to take control by grabbing Spike’s head, but Ember snatched his greedy claws and held them above his head.

“She’s the one in charge right now,” Ember moaned in his ear, fingering herself as he unloaded burst after burst down Spike’s throat. “Just let it happen.”

Garble stopped resisting her, but Ember kept him pinned. It seemed to make him even more excited. A good sign that the seed had taken solid root within the drake.

Eventually, the cum slowed, much to Spike’s disappointment. It reminded her of happier days when she had a dozen consorts at her beck and call, all eager to serve their Queen. It was so intense she now knew why Twilight had loved doing it so much to him. He wondered if he’d tasted as good as Garble.

She slowly slid her lips off of the gasping drake. His hips continued to buck as his eyelids fluttered open. Spike smiled at him, reaching forward to give him a gentle kiss even as her left hands swirled with her dark violet magic. She drove a pulse into his crotch and he gasped as his cock, which had begun to soften, started to rise once more.

“Crimson here is a little… desperate to be taken by you,” Spike whispered.

She held out a claw and pointed, but even Spike wasn’t ready for the sign of a softly mewling and disguised Ember on all fours, presenting herself like a pony in full heat.

“Please…” Ember whimpered as she slipped a finger inside of her pussy for him. “Fill me Garble, fill me like the slutty little breeder I am!”

Spike blinked. She’d definitely need to make some adjustments to how impressionable Ember was to her commands.

After he fucked her and Spike feasted on him, of course.

Meanwhile, Garble had already gotten down and his gem-hard cock was sliding nearer and nearer to the pleading Dragon Lord.

Spike settled on the ground, slipping a finger into her pussy as she readied herself for the show.

Author's Note

And Spike the Succubus is finally back after a super-long hiatus!!! This is the start of Part 2 and their little romp through Dragon's Reach, the capital of the Dragon Lands. Kinda weird for the Dragon Lord herself to be sneaking around, but hey, there IS a new queen on the throne!

Missed you all! I've got plenty more fun for you soon!