*THUD!*

A dull, heavy sound loudly echoed through the training ground. “Aww, come on, Shining. Don’t tell me you’ve gotten old and rusty after all these years,” a tall purple and green dragon said, standing over a white stallion.

“Yeah, maybe. But you're still the same overconfident kid,” the stallion replied, pulling on the tall dragon's leg and making him fall to the ground.

“*Oof*That was a cheap shot, you know.”

“Not cheap,tactics, soldier. Remember, you might be a dragon, Spike, but it's gonna take a lot more than that to beat me,” Shining Armor said, grinning at the teenage dragon laying flat on his back.

“Yeah, yeah, glad to see I still got a ways to go before I get to your level, captain.” Spike replied, picking and dusting himself off. “Jeez, and right when I have to head back to Ponyville to meet Twilight and the girls after all these years.”

“Yeah, sorry about that, Spike. Guess I forgot that today's the day you're going back to Ponyville.” Shining said, holding back some liquid pride in his eyes. “Just remember to say hi to Twiley for me, okay?”

“You know it. Check ya later, Shining.” Spike said as he head over to the Crystal Castle. On the way, he took a quick whiff of himself beneath his armpit. “*Sniff, sniff*Whew! Man, I really need to take a shower before heading out.”

[In Ponyville]

“Oh my gosh! Can you guys believe it, cause I sure can’t! It's been two, four, notenyears since we last saw Spike, and he's finally coming back home! Oh man, I'm gonna throw him the bestest, most super biggest “Welcome-Back-to-Ponyville” party ever!” cried a bouncing, hyperactive pink mare. She had a curly pink mane and tail that looked like large clouds of cotton candy. She wore a blue skirt and white shirt with a pink unzipped coat. With each energetic bounce, her perky D-cup boobs would bounce and jiggle uncontrollably along with her.

“I agree wholeheartedly, darling. It has been so long since we've last seen him,” said a white mare with a royal purple mane styled with extravagant curls and DD-cup breasts. She wore a sexy, form-fitting black dress with red heels. Wherever she went, she would turn the heads of stallions, and a few mares, all hoping to sneak a look at her curvy, yet surprisingly toned ass. “It's still very impressive that Spike finished the Royal Guard Academy. I heard some ponies can't even make it through the first year and drop out,” she said, as she walked towards her friend’s castle. “What do you think, Fluttershy?”

“Oh, umm, I do think it's great that Spike is coming back, but...” started a yellow mare with silky pink mane. She wore a set of blue jeans and a thick green sweater that tightly hugged her F-sized breasts. She hid behind her friend Rarity, hoping to hide her huge breasts from the lingering stares of all the ponies they passed.

“But what, darling?”

“I'm kinda scared to see Spike again.”

“For whatever reason?”

“Well, Twilight said that it takes longer for dragons to grow up. And it’s been ten years, so if Spike did grow up, he might start acting like all the other dragons.”

“That's silly, Fluttershy. Spike is our friend. He would never become like those meanie beanie totally-no-fun dragons.” Pinkie Pie said, jumping into her friend's boobs to comfort her.

“Pinkie Pie is absolutely right, darling. Spike is our dearest friend,” Rarity said, reassuring her meek friend.

“I know, and I do feel horrible for thinking this way, but with how long it's been, it’s hard not to wonder if he's still the same Spike we used to know.”

“Well, I reckon we'll just hafta see for ourselves, sugarcube.” The new voice belonged to a blonde, orange mare standing in front of the castle waiting for the approaching trio. She wore a plaid shirt--tied up in a knot just below her E-cup breasts--booty shorts, and her signature Stetson hat. Her farmer girl outfit had quite a bit of wear and tear, but did a marvelous job of showing off her six-pack abs and exceptional thighs. “Twi said Spike will be coming home in a day or two.”

As the four mares entered the castle, they saw the familiar sight of their royal friend, her purple mane with a hot pink streak through it looked recently brushed and groomed. She was wearing her coronation dress, a pink and yellow dress with white train that looked great against her lavender coat and emphasized her curvy form. Ever since her ascendance into an alicorn, the studious bibliophile’s body had been gradually growing to better accommodate the increase in her magical strength. Before, she was easily the second shortest among their group. Now, she was only about an inch shorter than Applejack, the tallest among them, and expected to continue growing. Furthermore, her height wasn’t the only thing affected by her rise to royal status. Her subtle curves were growing more pronounced every few weeks, making her figure more curvy and alluring as time passed. By now, her former B-cup breasts had grown to D-cups, the same as her perky pink friend.

The four mares also noticed that their friend wasn’t alone, as two familiar figures regally stood by her side. Like their lavender friend, the two were alicorns, but unlike their fellow royal, these two had full-grown, fully-figured, amazon figures. The first was the tallest pony in the room. She was a beautiful mare with a glistening white coat and a flowing mane and tail with the colors of an aurora. Her body and a slightly softness to it, but any fat on her body was perfectly placed at her wonderfully thick thighs, hips, and butt. Her royal white gown and golden regalia--including a bracelet with a sun pendant on her wrist--hugged her G-cup breasts and showed off her long, luscious legs. The second figure was shorter by only half a foot, but still easily the second tallest mare in the room. Her curves weren’t quite as big as her taller associate, but in exchange, her figure was far more toned like that of a warrior. She sported a black and blue silk dress with midnight black regalia--including a bracelet with a moon pendant on her wrist--that wrapped tightly around her F-cup breasts and toned rump.

“Hello, girls. Always a pleasure to see you in such high spirits,” the white, amazonian goddess proclaimed.

“Princess Celestia! Princess Luna!” The four mares bowed before their illustrious rulers.

“Now, now, you all don't need to perform such a formal greeting in front of us. Considering how many times you've helped Twilight save Equestria, it should be us bowing down before all of you,” Princess Celestia said. Just as the two princesses were about to bow down, a loud crash was heard at the door.

“Sorry guys, Wonderbolt practice lasted a little longer than expected.” Hovering in front of the door was a cyan pegasus with a rainbow mane and tail. She wore a skin-tight blue jumpsuit with a yellow lightning pattern and a pair of goggles. The jumpsuit clung tightly to her slender, athletic form, greatly showing off her trim waist, perky butt, and B-cup breasts.

“Oh, I do hope it wasn't too difficult for you, Rainbow Dash,” Celestia stated.

“Nothing I couldn't handle princess...Princess!!” Rainbow cried, bowing and hitting the ground with her head so fast it could have easily made a small sonic rainboom.

“Well, now that all of you are here, I will allow Twilight to explain why I asked her to gather you here. Twilight, if you would?” Celestia said, looking over to her former pupil.

“Of course. Everyone, Princess Celestia, Luna, and I have decided that all of you will travel to Saddle Arabia to renew our peace treaty with them, as well as help them with the Festival of Lights that show all over Equestria.”

“Um, excuse me, darling. But when you say‘all of you,’is that to be implied that you will not be traveling with us on this trip then?” Rarity asked.

“That’s right, Rarity,” Twilight replied. “The princesses and I have to stay in Canterlot to handle some royal business, mostly involving discussing new ways to bring about harmony and friendship to other nations. So we decided to place this task in your hands.”

“That’s good and all, but, well...it just don't feel right traveling for such a big, important journey without ya, Twi,” Applejack said.

“Yeah! Why can't we just wait till you come back and go together?” Rainbow suggested, rubbing the red mark on her forehead.

“No!!!...*cough*I mean, girls, there will be times when I will have to ask you to do something for me while I’m busy with my royal duties, like studying new documents or laws of other nations. You all know I wouldn't ask this of you if I didn't know you could handle it. Just think of this as a friendship problem and I'm sure you all will be fine. And one more thing. When Spike gets back, I want him to go with you girls as your escort to protect you. It will be his first assignment as a member of the Royal Guard.”

“Pfft, yeah, send the squirt instead of an all-powerful alicorn to protect us. I feel safer already,” Rainbow said with a look of disappointment.

“Oh, that's right. Spike is coming back home after quite some time, isn't he? What to do, what to do...mmmm, aha! Pinkie Pie, if I may ask you a question, are you still working at that lovely store, Sugarcube Corner?” Celestia asked.

“Yepperoonie, Princess sexy booty!” Pinkie replied, bouncing into the air with a huge grin on her face.

“Excellent! Then for such a special occasion as this, I have come up with a brilliant idea. I would like you and the Cakes to make the Marzipan Mascarpone Meringue Madness, or MMMM, as you have put it, for Spike's welcome home party.” Celestia said with a string of drool hanging from her mouth.

“I'm already one step ahead of you, princess. I ordered the cake ingredients yesterday and told the Cakes that Spike will be here by tomorrow night. They should be putting the finishing touches on it by now.’’

“Very good, Pinkie...ahem, I believe that it's only natural as a princess of Equestria that I fulfill my royal duty and inspect the Cakes’ efforts to make sure the cake is being made properly. Princess Twilight, if you would be so kind as to guide me there, it would be much appreciated.”

“Of course, Princess. Whatever it takes to make Spike's welcome back party go wonderfully without a hitch,” Twilight acceded.

Twilight began walking toward the exit with Celestia in tow. With a quick glance toward her sister, Luna noticed that a despite the white alicorn’s majestic bearing, there was still a sizeable strand of drool hanging from the side of Celestia’s mouth.

“Even after all these years, my sister still can't contain her insatiable sweet tooth. Truly an embarrassing moment to witness,” Luna sighed, heading towards the exit with a quickened pace to catch up with her cake-obsessed sister.

“Alright girls, I'll see you later,” Twilight called out, stopping right before the exit and turning back to speak to her friends. “And remember...Spike's going to be here tomorrow, and your departure will be right after his welcome back party, so make sure you’re already prepared for the trip. Don’t forget to pack what you need. Oh, and make sure Pinkie doesn't go overboard with party. And-'' Just as Twilight was about to continue her list, a cobalt blue aura surrounded her and pulled her outside.

“Yeah, spending time with the squirt instead of our best friend in the whole world. Just great,” Rainbow huffed, slouching in her throne around the table.

“Oh come on, Dashie. Spike is a royal guard now. He probably got all big and muscley with strong arms and six-pack abs of steel,” Pinkie chimed, giggling to herself as thoughts of a musclebound Spike filled her thoughts. She was promptly brought back to reality by Dash’s retort.

“Please, the day chubby little Spike gets muscles is the day I babysit the Cutie Mark Crusaders,” Rainbow said with a haughty grin.

“Ohh~ is that a bet, Dashie?” Pinkie retorted with a mischievous grin.

“You know what? Sure. I bet Spike is still the same chubby, little, sarcastic, baby dragon he was when he left. Heck, it took him ten whole years to finish becoming a guard. If it were me, I would have been done in three years flat and already commanding an army. The only reason he even made it through is because he knows Shining Armor and Princess Cadence. After rescuing the Empire twice, he probably just spent those years eating gems, slacking off, and got too fat to move,” Rainbow said snidely, snickering to herself while holding a devilish grin at Pinkie. “So you know what I'm betting, but what about you party pony?”

“I’ll bet-” Before Pinkie could finish, she was cut off Rarity’s rage-fueled tone.

“Now hold on there, darling! I refuse to let you get away with saying that about our Spikey Wikey!”

“Oh spare me, Rares. If you really did care about Spike, how come you never let him take you out and pound that princess facade away.”

“Well Rainbow, unlike yourself, a lady would never allow herself to be, as you say, “pounded” without being swept off her feet first,” Rarity said while staring daggers at Rainbow Dash. “Besides, while Spikey Wikey’s affections were admittedly flattering, he was far too young at the time. By now, I'm positive that his adorable little crush on me has long since passed.”

“So what? You know what they say, “Buck up, or shut up.” Unless you’re all talk about defending your littleSpikey Wikey.”

“A lady such as myself never lowers herself to something so crude as betting, but afriendly competitionis another story. I wager that Spike has grown up to become a wonderful gentle drake with a marefriend, or female dragon, of his own, and if not, then I...I will go camping with Applejack!” Rarity said, slamming her hand against the table.

“Oh please, you go camping with her every year. What's the big deal?” Rainbow retorted, completely dismissing Rarity’s bet.

“Tsk, tsk, you misunderstand me, darling. By “camping,” I meant Applejack's way of camping.” Complete silence fell over the room as everyone’s jaws--save the farmer in question--dropped to the floor at the fashionista’ s unpredictable statement.

“You gotta be buckin’ kidding me!You?!CampingAJ’s style?!” Rainbow sputtered.

“Is that not what I said, Rainbow darling?” Rarity said with an overconfident smile and a fire lit in her eyes.

“Now wait just a darn apple-pickin’ second there, what’s wrong with the way I go camping?!” the apple mare said, glaring sternly at Rainbow and Rarity.

“What’swrong?How about it’s completely insane, AJ. Eating bugs, sleeping in trees (okay, that part isn’t so bad), drinking your own piss, using leaves as toilet paper, and never bathing? I may be the most awesome and extreme pony in Ponyville, but that's too extreme, even for me!” Rainbow exclaimed.

‘’It’s also crude, disgusting, and absolutely barbaric overall, sweetheart,” Rarity added. “Uh, no offense.”

“It helps ya get closer to nature, and teaches ya how to survive without any available water,” Applejack defended. “And besides, its only for a week. It's not like I smell that bad after one of my camping trips, right?” she asked, looking over at the two for confirmation.

''Darling, don’t take this the wrong way, but when you come home...you smell so bad that if a fisher stallion and a street mare had a baby, that offspring’s dirty diapers would smell heavenly compared to you after your so-called camping trips,” Rarity admonished.

“Yeah? Well, ya know what? At least I'm not some city-slicker who can't get a date for all her high talk.”

“What?! That's ridiculous! I have been on many dates. Sure there might be some that I would rather like to forget, but there isn’t a single stallion who hasn’t been enthralled by my exquisite beauty.”

“Trenderhoof, Prince Blueblood, Fancypants,” Applejack retorted, lifting a finger for each name she listed. “Do ya want me to keep going, or ya wanna shut ya trap now? Heck, I’d be pleased to high heaven if Spike got over his crush on you, ya sellout heifer.

“Then saddle up, cowgirl and place your bet,” Rainbow said, egging AJ on.

“Fine, I will. Ah say Spike's gotten over his crush on Rarity, and if ah lose, then I'll eat nothin’ but oranges for a whole month.”

“Oh no, no, no, darling. That's a little to tame for what Dash and I have to endure. Instead, if you lose, then you have to be a model for me in one of my fashion shows.”

''What?! No way! Nothing’s worth being one of your little dress up dolls.''

“Well then, I guess I'm not a sellout heifer after all. I would very much like an apology now, darling,” Rarity crowed.

Rarity grinned while AJ took a deep breath and sighed. “You’re right, you're not a sellout heifer,” Applejack admitted. “...you’re a selloutbitch in heat!Put me in, Rainbow.” Rainbow grinned as she looked expectantly at Pinkie Pie.

“So Pinkie, you figure out what you want to bet yet?'' Pinkie Pie opened her mouth to reply, but...

“You cowgirl bitch! Howdareyou?!” Rarity shrilled.

Light blue flashes of light filled the air as Rarity shot one blast of magic after another at the orange farm pony. However, her rage only grew greater as the blonde cowgirl managed to dodge each blast of energy perfectly. Years of physical labor and rodeo competitions had done wonders for Applejack’s agility.

“Well, ya know how the old saying goes,“if the shoe fits, wear it.”Working him harder than Twilight and messing with his feelings all those years ago...thinking back on it now, it makes me sick to my stomach, Rarity.” Applejack spat, clenching her hat in her hand.

“What? I never such a thing to Spike, right girls?” Once again, complete silence fell over the entire room. Shocked by the lack of support, Rarity turned her gaze over to her “spa buddy” cowering in the corner. “Fluttershy, you don't seriously believe what Applejack is saying about me, do you?”

“Well, you did kinda take advantage of him, making him be your pin cushion, making him help you woo Trenderhoof, and taking his Fire Ruby on his birthday,” Fluttershy said, hiding behind her hair.

“Spike gave that ruby to me as a sign of our friendship, and everything else he did was of his own free will.”

“But then he became a giant, greedy dragon soon after. He overcame his greed for you, but all you gave him was a kiss on the cheek. And all those times he helped gather gems for your dresses, you’d only part with a single one for his reward, even though you knew full well how important gems are to him. I’m sorry, Rarity, but as far as I can see, you have been taking advantage of his kindness.”

“Ha!Ya see?” Applejack gloated. “You've done nothing but be a pain in Spike’s behind all these years.”

“Hmph, well at least I'm not afraid of someone we've known a full part of our lives, Fluttershy.”

“That may be so, Rarity, but I know Spike still has more of a selfless attitude than you could ever hope to match, Miss Element ofGenerosity.”

“Well put up your big booby chest on that then, Fluttershy!” Pinkie Pie chimed, appearing suddenly behind the yellow pegasus and groping her large chest.

“I...I think Spike will still be as selfless as he has always been, and if not then um...um...”

“You'll walk around town bare naked,”whispered Pinkie into Fluttershy's ear.

“I'll walk around town bare naked...wait,what!” Fluttershy squeaked, slumping down to the ground and placing her knees to her chest. She had made herself into a ball of shivering regret from what just came out of her mouth. Pinkie, on the other hand, bounced excitedly in place since it was finally her turn.

“Alright party ponies, it's my turn to place a bet. Hehehehehehehe!*snort*I bet Spike comes back as a super sexy, muscley stud, and if not, I'll go the whole trip to Saddle Arabia without talking.”

“Oh please, Pinkie. We all know you can't do that, not unless you want somepony to magically remove your mouth again.” Rainbow sighed, looking annoyed at Pinkie; she was obviously unamused by the pink pony’s joke. Pinkie briefly winced at the sudden reminder of the time Trixie returned to Ponyville with the Alicorn Amulet.

“Okay then, no desserts.”

“Doubtful, darling. You would definitely starve yourself before doing that,” Rarity deadpanned.

“Uh...no smiling?”

“Yeah, not a chance, sugarcube,” Applejack said dubiously, not buying Pinkie’s claim for a second.

“Oh-oh-oh-oh, I know...nosinging.”

“Um, I doubt you'll be able to do that either, Pinkie,” Fluttershy said, peeking up from her ball.

“Well then I got nothing,” Pinkie sighed.

All the girls kept bouncing ideas back and forth, trying to think of a punishment for Pinkie Pie. It was a continuous loop of suggestion, reflection, and rejection. Each seemingly good idea would be shot down for one reason or another. It would either be impossible for Pinkie, too strenuous an effort, not really a punishment, or something that they couldn’t enforce. Eventually, the pink party pony got distracted by something far more...tangible.

“Wowzers, Fluttershy!” Pinkie said in awe. “Did your boobs grow another cup size? Dashie, you gotta feel these melons! They’rehuge!”

“Ah!....pant...pant...Pinkie, stop. I'm sensitive there,” Fluttershy said, her tongue hanging out listlessly.

''Aha! That’s it! If you lose, you gotta go the entire trip without groping one of us!” Rainbow exclaimed.

Upon hearing Rainbow’s shout, Pinkie’s face paled, her eyes staring aghast at the Wonderbolt. Her hands, which had been casually resting under Fluttershy’s huge boobies while she rubbed her nipples, had fallen to her sides in horrified shock.

“WHAT?!Come on, girls, I-I'm pretty sure that we can figure something else out, right AJ?” Pinkie asked hopefully.

“Eenope. Sounds perfect to me. Sure would be nice to not hafta worry about getting preyed upon by you while Ah'm takin’ a bath.”

“At least that's something we can agree on,” Rarity assented, nodding her head in agreement.

Pinkie stared at each of the girls in turn, but any hopes she had for mercy were quickly dashed. Even Fluttershy was on board with the idea. In the end, she had no choice but to agree to it as well.

''Alright, fine. Spike, you better live up to my sexy expectations. I don't think I'll be able to live without Fluttershy's huge funbags in my hands!’’ Pinkie screamed to the high heavens, hoping Spike could somehow hear her.

[The Crystal Empire]

“Achoo!Ugh, I hope I'm not coming down with something,” said Spike. The young drake had changed out of his training garb, took a much needed shower, and changed into a black t-shirt with a green flame in the middle and purple jeans.

“Spike, may I come in?” asked a soft voice from outside Spike’s bedroom door.

“Sure thing, Flurry Heart.”

As the door open, the purple dragon was welcomed by the endearing sight of his niece. Flurry Heart had grown over the last ten years into a healthy alicorn filly. The young princess had a violet mane with a blue streak that was styled into three huge curls that reminded Spike of roll cakes. She wore a light pink, one-piece dress that went well with her light magenta coat. Suddenly, there was a loud rumble in the room.

''Hehe, guess I haven't eaten lunch yet. Sorry,'' Spike apologized, hoping he hadn’t scared the young filly. Unfortunately, when he looked at her, all he saw were tears in the filly’s eyes. “Uh, Flurry, was it really that scary?” Flurry shook her head in disapproval.

“Do you really have to go back to Ponyville, uncle Spike?” she asked, her voice trembling with grief. Surprised by the statement, Spike leaned down and patted the sad filly gently on her head.

“Yeah, I do. Twilight and the girls would probably worry that I died if I didn't.”

The young alicorn wrapped her arms tightly around the dragon in a bear hug, wiping her tears away onto the his shirt. “Promise me you'll visit sometime, okay?”

“Yeah, I will,” Spike said, returning the hug. ’’Now could you stop wiping your tears on me. I just took a shower.''

“Daddy says they’re not tears. It's liquid pride, Spike,” she said, now blowing her nose onto his shirt.

“Gah!That’s just gross, Flurry.” Mucus and tears had visibly stained the bottom half of his T-shirt.

“Hehehe, sorry,” Flurry said, looking into Spike's eyes with a smile on her face and snot still hanging from her nose.

“Not yet you’re not, but you will be. Come here, you rascal!” Spike roared in faux anger.

Spike tried to grab the little filly, but she took to the air, flying just beyond his grasp. Flurry flew away, heading downstairs to escape and laughing all the while. Spike didn’t bother to pursue, knowing that it would be difficult to catch an alicorn in flight, even one that’s a filly.

“Still just as fast as when she was a foal,” Spike muttered. He looked down at his stained T-shirt in disgust, ripping it off and throwing it into his suitcase. Then he digs out a green hoodie with two slots for his wings. “Dang, I was hoping to take the train back to Ponyville, but the sight of a teenaged dragon would probably send most of the passengers into a panic. Oh well, guess I'll just surprise them like this,” he said, flapping his wings for emphasis. Jumping off the balcony, Spike plummeted to the ground, waiting until he was barely inches away from impact before unfurling his wings and landing perfectly outside the caste. His bags in hand, he takes one last look at the palace he called home for the past decade. “Sure am gonna miss this place.”

“It’s always a sight to see, isn't it Spike?” spoke a soothing, motherly voice from behind Spike.

“Sure is Cadence,” Spike replied, turning around to face the Alicorn of Love.

Motherhood had done wonders for Cadance’s figure over the years, enhancing her curves to point that she looked like a younger, pinker version of Celestia with F-cup breasts. Her triple-colored mane of yellow, violet and rose was perfectly combed and appeared silky smooth as it reached her shoulders. The amazonian goddess wore a blue crystal heart pendant on a pink dress, slightly darker than her coat.

“I know you have to go back to Ponyville, but just remember, there's always a room open to you here,” Cadance said.

“I will, and thank you,” Spike replied, bowing in front of her.

“Now get outta here already before Shining Armor starts shedding liquid pride again.”

“Hehehe, alright, I'm outta here!”

Spike pumped his leathery wings and launched into the air, heading south towards Equestria. Within moments, he pierced the magical barrier protecting the Empire from the frost elements of the frozen north. Cadance stood there and watched patiently as the young drake became just a small speck in the horizon.

“Alright, he's gone,” she announced, shifting her gaze over to a dark alley nearby. “You can come out now, you three.” Stepping out from the shadows was her fellow alicorn royals: Celestia, Luna, and Twilight.

“Do you think he noticed us?” Luna asked, looking toward her sister.

“I doubt it. He never was one to pay attention to his surroundings, and I doubt that that’s changed,” Twilight answered. The alicorn librarian looked smugly at her mentor. “I hope you're ready to hand over your kingdom now, Celestia.”

“Now, now, Twilight, the game has only just begun,” Celestia replied, returning a devilish grin of her own.

Author's Note

-Wow just finished the first Chapter of Spike and the eight mares.
-This is my first fanfic so helpful comments would be very appreciated.
-I'll try to get the second chapter out as soon as possible.

Thank you so much for editing this

Starblade

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