Spike didn’t have anywhere to go in the dressing room as he watched Ember approach him. “E-Ember,” he stuttered nervously, his face was a bright magenta from how much he was blushing and it matched his frilly pink dress that reached down to his knees. The white silk gloves he had on reached up to his elbows and his stockings reached his knees. There were a pair of black heels that went along with the dress too, but he had abandoned them when Ember backed him into a corner. Tied around his waist there was a light pink ribbon and there were smaller ones wrapped to his translucent, green ears. He had a golden ring on one finger on each hand, the one on the left with blue sapphires embedded in it and the one on his right hand had rubies. On his head was a golden circlet that wasn’t quite a perfect fit for the shape of his head, but it was close enough that it stayed securely on his head. He had a pair of grapefruits on his chest that were held in place with a bra and gave him a busty appearance that rivaled Ember’s own melons. Lastly, his face was dolled up with lipstick, eyeshadow, and a bit of blush. It was waterproof which kept it from getting messed up by how much he was sweating from his mate approaching him. Ember had a look on her face that made Spike both frightened and excited at the same time. “I’m sure you must have a lot of questions like why I am I wearing your dress, but do you mind telling me what you’re doing in that?”

“Rarity made this for me too,” she explained feeling the black leather that was scale tight to her body. While it was a full body suit that went from her neck to her ankles, it didn’t cover up even half her body. Rather than to cover it, it made certain parts far more pronounced and eye catching. Seeing Spike’s eyes dart from her breasts down to her crotch she could see it was working very well. “I’m not usually a fan of clothes, especially such frou frou things like dresses, but this I like.” Placing a hand on Spike’s cheek and gently rubbing it, she gazed into his eyes as she moved her snout to touch his. “However, you certainly look nice in it. Rarity was telling me something about crossdressing and I didn’t see the appeal of it till now anyway. Does it make you feel pretty?”

“I didn’t mean to wear it,” Spike told her as he felt Ember’s breasts press against his faux ones as she backed him up so much he was sandwiched between her and the wall. “I just got roped into Garble’s troubles and-”

“I don’t care about any of that,” she told him putting her other hand on the other side of his face to keep his head still. “Does it make you feel pretty?”

“Y-y-yes,” Spike nodded submissively.

“Good,” she cooed pressing her lips against his and the two engaged in a passionate kiss further increasing their arousal. Spike’s claws reached around and grabbed at Ember’s rear that was left perfectly exposed in the leather allowing him to feel her battle-toned glutes that along with the rest of her chiseled body reflected how masculine she carried herself. On the other hand, Spike’s appearance always dangled between appearing feminine or masculine most of his life. When his body finally matured it moved more towards the later, but at this moment he was feeling the girliest he had even felt in his life and with how Ember seemed turned on by it, he was starting to like it too.

Carefully letting Spike slide down against the wall onto the ground, Ember delicately lifted up the skirt of his dress and smiled before looking at Spike with an embarrassed smile on his face as she discovered this lacey panties he had on, the front soaked with fresh pre. “I don’t care why you did all this, but you certainly did it thoroughly.” With her thumb and index claws on both hands, she delicately pulled down his panties to expose his package, his cock fully at attention and partially slick with pre. Playfully, she rubbed his balls with one hand while using the other to gently stroke his sheath.

“How about a game?” Ember told Spike as she sat crossed legged and toyed with his crotch to slowly build up his arousal further. “You know there are three things I love about you. Guess them and I’ll let you be on top.”

“A-And if I’m wrong?” he murred finding it weird to be horny and frightened at the same time.

“Three wrong guesses and you’re on the bottom and that ass of yours is getting it too,” she continued and traced a claw around his sensitive pucker hole, uninvaded as of yet. “First guess.”

“Because we have our daughter and we’re a family together,” he said quickly.

“Very good, but that was the easy one,” she told him. “Two more to go.”

“Because I’m funny and caring,” he answered next.

“Sorry, but that’s wrong,” she grinned and slithered her tail to his tailhole and slowly pushed it in a couple of inches. Spike could feel it, though it wasn’t in deep enough to cause him any discomfort, at least not from one wrong answer. “That’s your first strike.”

“Because… I’m adorable,” he blushed.

Nodding her head, Ember told him, “That’s two right. Can you figure out the last reason?” She stroked his cock faster, her claws sticky with pre.

“Uh… um… murr,” moaned Spike finding it hard to think while he was being edged close to a climax. “Is it cause of all we mean to one another?”

“That’s a good answer… but no,” she told him pushing her tail in a couple more inches into his rear. Spike groaned and fidgeted as her tail was stretching his tight hole. He curled his toes and gritted his teeth as he clenched his rear in defiance, but playing with his dragonhood some more helped distract him from the pain and loosen up allowing Ember to push another inch deeper inside. “Last answer,” she reminded him. “Do you have a guess… or would you rather surrender, my pretty Princess Spike?” She leaned over and gave him another kiss, this time on his cheek.

Before the game had even started, from the moment Ember had him in her sights he had already lost. It had all been flirting and Spike was about to deliver his last line. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” she replied pushing a few more inches into his rear forcing his legs apart as a result. Then getting on top of Spike she slipped his sticky cock into her pussy that had been leaking with anticipation of its own. She took his whole length right from the start and pinned Spike’s arms to the ground to keep him still as she fucked him hard. Spike resisted cumming for as long as he could, the pure bliss of this moment one both wanted to last, if for at least on thrust more. He managed for quite a while before the weakness of the flesh won out and shot a couple of hot loads into Ember’s mating hole. She clenched her legs together and took all Spike had to offer her, her face aglow with sweet and absolute joy as she could also feel her own climax happening.

Once Spike finished and he softened, Ember felt her adrenaline rush fade and her all the strength she possessed too. Carefully, she collapsed onto Spike who wrapped his arms around her. The look in his eyes showed that he was spent too.

“So, out of curiosity,” he questioned her. “Was there a third reason?”

“There’s a million reasons I love you,” she admitted pulling her tail slowly out of his rectum. “But if we’re playing my top three, you got those two right. As for the last one, it’s that every day I’m with you there’s always a new surprise to look forward to.”

“I feel the same when I’m with you,” smiled Spike as they engaged in a simple kiss of love. Then Ember rested her head on Spike’s grapefruits and closed her eyes. Gently, Spike stroked the spikes on the back of her head a few times before laying back to sleep too.

Earlier that day…

“And now my lovelies,” smiled Rarity as she placed her two babies into their twin stroller. “It is time for your first day at daycare. I’m sure you both are excited.”

On the left was her daughter, Precious Gem, a pony-dragon hybrid, a creature with the front half of their body like a dragon and the back half closer resembling that of a pony. She had gorgeous white scales and a long golden mane that went from the top of her head, down her back, and to the tip of her tail. Her eyes were a brilliant sapphire blue. Her twin sister in the other seat in the stroller was quite different. She was covered in fiery red scales and had scary orange eyes. Her mane was also orange and was left very messy and wild compared to how neat her sister’s mane was kept. This one’s name was Rough Diamond. While Precious Gem remained pleasantly seated and calm, Rough Diamond was constantly fidgeting and trying to get out. She even left a number of teeth marks in the safety bar from constantly gnawing at it.

“Are we going yet?” groaned Garble as he waited by the door looking restless. “Don’t you know last one to the gem pile gets the cubic zirconium?”

“That’s not a quote I am familiar with,” commented Rarity, though she did grimace at the thought of being stuck with tacky, imitation diamonds. “But I think I get the jist of it. We’ll be all set after I give the girls their juice.”

“When I was sent to daycare,” commented Garble. “I didn’t get juice or get to ride in some girly stroller. I was given three stale, crusty pieces of stone to chew on and had to crawl my way there till I learned to walk. Oh, those were the days.”

“Perhaps they were,” replied Rarity, holding a bottle with a greenish liquid in it as she fed Rough Diamond first who practically chugged the entire thing like it was going to be pulled away. After that, Rarity held another bottle for Precious Gem who drank it in a slower, more refined manner. “But I would never allow my girls to travel malnourished and in such an undignified way.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know,” he said rolling his eyes.

“This would go faster if you’d lend a claw,” Rarity pointed out. “After I drop them off at the daycare I will have to get ready for a fashion show in Canterlot. It’ll be the first one ever to include some dragons modeling some of my designs. Princess Ember is bringing in volunteers and she is even going to attend. She might even volunteer herself.”

“You are going to be busy all day?” he complained. “But when will we ever get another chance to fu-” Quickly, Rarity’s horn glowed and she shut Garble’s trap before he could finishthat sentence.

“Watch your language in front of our two treasures,” snapped Rarity.

“Ugh, fine,” he groaned once she released her magic on him. “But seriously. When are we going to do it again?”

“I may have just saved us a little bit of time after I drop off our little ones and come back here,” she told him with a seductive smile that seemed to elevate his mood.

“Then all the more reason to get them to this daycare already,” he cried more eager than ever.

“All done,” smiled Rarity taking the empty bottle away from Precious Gem and then used her magic to push them out of the boutique with Garble following behind. “Honestly, I’m surprised you are coming along. Usually, you don’t do much when you’re around besides munch on some of my gem stock.”

“I’m looking forward to this,” he grinned and looked down at his two children. “I know they’ll dominate their daycare.”

“Uh, what are you talking about?” asked Rarity sounding very unsure about what he was prattling on about.

“Dragons need to assert their dominance over their peers,” he explained. “You know, tests of strength, scratching, clawing, and burning one another to prove who is the best. That’s how I became to macho stud you know and love today. I can’t wait to see my kids kick all the other kids’ butts. It’ll be the proudest moment of my life as a parent.”

Looking at Garble, Rarity could actually see tears in his eyes from thinking about it. Unfortunately, for him, she had to burst his bubble. “There won’t be any roughhousing of that sort going on at this daycare,” she told him. “The little ones are going there to make friends and learn to get along, not act in such a brutish manner.”

“What?” he replied in disbelief.

“Furthermore, I made sure to file their nails to prevent such injuries,” she added.

“What!?!” he cried in further disbelief.

“And that juice I gave them was made by my friend, Zecora, to help quell their fire breath,” she concluded. “So, they won’t be torching the daycare or one another. The others did it the same to their children, otherwise they wouldn’t be allowed to attend the daycare. Ponyville is not exactly the most flameproof place in Equestria, after all.”

“WHAT!!!” screamed Garble, his voice reaching all of the town residents’ ears. Just what kind of twisted daycare are we taking them to?”

“Welcome to Hugs and Smiles Daycare,” greeted the pony in charge. She had bright yellow hair with matching pegasus wings and an orange mane. Her eyes were blue with a pair of big glasses on. Her Cutie Mark was of a sun with a smiley face. As she spoke, her voice was very heartwarming. “I’m Ms. Sunshine and it looks like we have some more fresh faces.”

“Indeed you do,” answered Rarity. “These are my twins, Precious Gem and Rough Diamond. I do hope they will have a fun time here.”

“If they enjoy fun as much as the other children do then I have no doubt about that,” she smiled and pointed over to the babies playing, including the children of all her friends. There was Twilight’s daughter, Nova Flare who was trying to doodle on a chalkboard along with Starlight’s sun, Blue Moon. From the dark blues and purples Nova was using and the bright reds and yellows Blue was using it looked like they were trying to draw pictures of one another, though it all looked like a bunch of squiggles. Beside them were a couple of other ponies that were also drawing on the chalkboard and having fun with their own art projects.

Sitting at one of the tables, having a snack was Applejack’s son Pitaya and Pinkie Pie’s son, Igneous Rock Pie. Pit was drinking from a bottle that was filled with fresh applejuice from Sweet Apple Acres while Iggy was munching on some cupcakes that had gem dust sprinkled on top of them. Looking at the former, Pit, he looked quite lean for one so young. He even had a small harness on around his neck with the initials B.M. on the back. Iggy looked even chubbier than he had a short while back, likely indulging on plenty of sweets at Sugarcube Corner thanks to his mother. He had a green bib on to help keep him from getting messy, but ironically, it was the only thing that wasn’t covered in frosting or crumbs. There were a few other foals around them eating different snacks too. When one saw a snack that interested them, they were more than happy to babble in baby talk, some even in a few understandable words, and make a trade. Pit and Iggy hadn’t made any trades yet, but they were giving the other snacks on the table more than a quick look over.

Shyly in the corner was Fluttershy’s little bundle of joy, Summer Snow, though she covered herself up with her blanket while cautiously poking her head out just a little bit. What had her attention was all the fluffy stuffed animals that some of the young ponies were playing with. One that caught her eye the most was a small, bunny that bore a resemblance to Angel Bunny that she inched closer too, but had trouble reaching without abandoning her cover. “B-Bunneh,” she tried to say, reaching small claw out to grab it. One of the other kids playing nearby saw this and handed it over to her.

“Bunny,” she said back to her.

“Bunneh!” giggled Summer warmly. “Bunneh! Bunneh!”

Then toddling around the boundary fence of the daycare, Rainbow Dash’s offspring, Storm Chaser was in the midst of a race with a few other foals. She flapped her wings as hard as she could, but she could barely lift herself off the ground very high yet or for more than a second or two. Her overall speed was hardly faster than a crawl, but she had that same joyful look that her mother always had on when she was trying to break through the color barrier for a Sonic Rainboom.

While Storm Chaser was slightly outrunning the other foals, there was one, another dragon-pony hybrid that was outpacing her by a slight margin. This one’s body was silver with spots of reds, blues, and greens on it. It had a blond mane and tiny purple horns atop her head. She had feathered wings and could actually glide short distances when they were full extended. Her name was Poppy, the daughter of Derpy and Crackle.

“Ugh, this is what ponies do at their daycares?” groaned Garble sounding more disappointed than ever. “Playing together? Sharing? Kindess? Racing one another… well, that is fine, but the rest of it is unheard of in the Dragonlands.”

“Hey, Rarity,” greeted Spike as he carried over his daughter, Princess Blaze. He turned to Garble looking less happy to see him. “Hey, Garble.”

“Oh, Spikey,” smiled Rarity. “I didn’t know you were back in Ponyville. Isn’t this a nice surprise, Garble?”

“Runt,” he scoffed. “Please don’t tell me you’re bringing the daughter of the Dragonlord to this lame daycare too. Why even bother when we have a much better one in the Dragonlands right by the lava pits?”

“That’s right,” nodded Spike. “Ember wanted little Blazy here to make some friends in Ponyville too plus she’s having a new daycare built in the Dragonlands to replace that old one you were talking about. From what she’s told me, it’ll be kind of like the one like this, but with more rocks.”

“She can’t do that!” fumed Garble.

“Uh, she’s the Dragon Lord, so she can,” Spike pointed out enjoying seeing Garble foaming at the mouth with restrained rage. He then walked with his daughter in arms to look around the daycare. “So, where would my little girl like to be dropped off?” He spotted Nova and Blue still hard at work with their masterpieces and saw an empty space on the chalkboard just waiting to be drawn on. “Would you like to color on the chalkboard with Nova and Blue?”

“Color! Color!” she giggled happily and Spike put Blaze down to watch her crawl over to do just that.

“Oh, Spikey, Blaze is already starting to talk,” said Rarity.

“Only a few words so far, but it is always a surprise what word she’ll pick up next,” he smiled. “I’m still waiting for her to say ‘dada.’”

“I know the feeling,” Rarity said as she helped her two little ones out of the stroller to allow them to join the other kids in the daycare. “I am eager for Gem and Dia to call me ‘mama.’ They haven’t said any full words yet, but I’m certain that Gem has my flail for elegance and Dia has my tough, gritty, not afraid to get my hands a little dirty so long as it’s imported mud side.”

“I wonder what side they got from daddy,” thought Spike seeing Gem crawl over to play with all the stuffed animals the other kiddies were playing with while Dia hurried over to the snack table looking eager to give her baby teeth something to chew.

“I’m not sure if you know,” Rarity told Spike. “But Twilight is going to be picking up my twins for me a little later so I can get ready for my fashion show in Canterlot.”

“Twilight told me about it in a letter the other day,” Spike answered. “She’s already got that on her schedule so you know she has it covered. But I’ll be heading over to see her next so I’ll give her a reminder, just in case.” Looking at his daughter, Blaze, she was already scribbling something on the chalkboard with purple and green pieces of chalk. “Looks like Blaze is already settled in and drawing either me or an eggplant. Guess that means I can get going.”

“And looks like my dearies are contently settled in too,” replied Rarity. “So now I can finish getting myself ready for the fashion show.” Spike took his leave, giving him goodbyes to Rarity, Garble, and Ms. Sunshine. Shortly after that, Rarity and Garble took their leave too.

“All this pony junk just gives me warm and fuzzy feelings inside,” stated Garble. “And I hate feeling warm and fuzzy. I’m a dragon for Celestia’s sake! …Did I just say the name of your ruler in vain?”

“Yes you did,” smiled Rarity. “You might try to hide it under your tough, masculine, and sexy body, but deep down you are starting to grow fond of all this yourself.” She nuzzled her head against his side feeling his toned body and couldn’t help feeling aroused by it. “Did I mention sexy?”

“Yeah, but what makes you think I’m feeling in a lusty mood to have sex with you now?” he questioned her in a grumpy tone.

“Even if you aren’t,” cooed Rarity nibbling at his ear. “The Rarity method can fix erectile dysfunction in three easy steps.”

“Step one,” she spoke in a sexy voice in her bedroom as she slowly removed her dress to leave her in nothing but her panties and a bra. “Step two,” she continued sliding off her bra covering up her firm D’s on the lower half of her body. “And lastly, step three,” she finished as she tugged her panties down, her pussy already moist with lust. “Does this help?”

“You put that outfit on just so you could take it off,” commented Garble from Rarity’s bed, stroking his erection feeling quite aroused. “But strangely enough, it works.”

“Then if my Garble Warble is ready for some fun,” swooned Raritysexily strutting over to him. “Let’s have some fun.”

“Now you’re talking,” he murred patting is lap to invite her onto it. “Come have a seat over here.”

“Seems you are turning into a bit of a gentleman,” she told him as she got onto his lap and nuzzled against him. She felt up his chest admiring his toned body and he wrapped his arms around her to hug her tight to his body. “Mmm, you’re so warm. Twilight was telling me that a dragon’s body temperature rises when they are in heat.”

“Is it too hot for you?” he asked gently running his claws down her back to her rear and giving it a squeeze to get a murr from his lover.

“Not at all,” she answered rubbing the side of her head against his chest. “It’s like being in a sauna and I have been rather preoccupied as of late to take a trip over. All that’s missing is some scented candles… top drawer on my beside table on the left.”

“Huh?” he replied confused before he processed what she said and leaned over to open the drawer to pull out a few candles to place on the table. Then with his lips puckered he carefully lit them with the smallest flame he could make, a feat of restraint he rarely displayed. “How’s that?”

“Much better,” she told him sitting up and pressing her lips to his as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Garble kissed back as he used one arm to keep her level with him while the other combed into her mane, his claws sliding through it smoothly as silk. When they finally finished their kiss, smoke seeped from Garble’s nostrils as his body temperature rose even higher. The look he gave Rarity showed he was ready for the real fun to begin. The look she gave back to him showed she was thinking the same exact thing as she blew rings of smoke from her muzzle that she got while they were making out.

“You are so fucking hot,” Garble admitted to her as he watched the rings float up and fade away.

“Right back at ya, my sexy stud,” she cooed and nibbled a bit at his ear. “Now be a dear and lay back. And please try not to claw up my bed too much. The sheets are imported silk.”

“I’ll try, but no promises,” he replied laying back as he lowered Rarity back onto his lap.

Seeing her mate on his back and so obedient to her words was all the more a turn on for Rarity as she gave his belly some rubs feeling it even hotter than before, almost burningly so. “Getting even hotter, I see,” she murred. “I wonder how hot your dragon rod is.”

“Why not give it a feel between your thighs,” he told her sounding quite eager.

“You want this?” she teased maneuvering his cock and helping guide it towards her eager pussy wet with desire. She gave his dick a firm squeeze in her hooves before teasing the tip against her hole, making Garble even more frustrated with lust. He dug his nails into the bed and tore into both the sheets and the mattress.

“Y-yeah, I do,” he nodded watching as she teased his length as she slowly started to push it inside her vagina, bit by bit. “C-come on now… Can’t you go any faster? I thought you had somewhere to be.”

“I can spare a few minutes to my Garble Warble,” she replied pushing him in deeper. “But you are right. I do need to hurry up.” Pushing in more, she took his whole length in and clenched her thighs on it for a few seconds before pulling out. She pushed in again listening as Garble moaned finally getting some bliss, but just as he was started to enjoy it, she slowed down again much to his frustration.

“No, don’t slow down,” he cried. “Go fast!”

“Faster?” she grinning speeding up, but only just a little bit. “How’s this?”

“Ugh!” groaned Garble trying to restrain himself, but it was no use. Rising up, he got on top of Rarity and started pounding into her with all his might, slamming his entire length into her pussy with almost enough force to push her off the bed. “Do it like this!”

Rarity didn’t respond to him, but her moans of ecstasy were proof enough how much she was enjoying getting pound as much as Garble was giving it. The intense heat radiating off his body only added to the enjoyment and as expected, his cock warmed her insides making the sex all the more wonderful. As Garble neared his climax, he gripped at Rarity’s thighs and slammed in hard once more. Sensing the finale, the lusty lady clenched around his cock and swore in her least ladylike voice, “Fuck yes!” as his hot load gushed out of his cock and filled her insides as she cummed as well.

“And that’s how it’s done,” he panted as his high faded and he slowly pulled his softening cock out of his mate the length still covered in both their juices. Even more oozed from her pussy onto the bed, though neither seemed to care about that. Garble just reclined back once more and shortly after, Rarity joined him, wrapping her hooves around his arm and nuzzled his shoulder.

“Yes, you did an excellent job,” she praised him. “Just like I knew you would.”

“Yeah, well, I do know my way around a vag-” he started to brag. “Hey, wait a minute. Were you teasing me just to get me to ride you that hard?”

“I prefer to call it creative motivation,” she told him giving his cheek a kiss.

“If you wanted me to pound your pussy, all you had to do was ask,” he pointed out.

“That may be true, but it certainly was more fun this way,” Rarity smiled.

“Heh, very true,” he admitted. “Sex with you is always fun. And this has been claws down the best sex I’ve had all week.”

“That is quite flattering,” she replied beaming with pride, but only for a moment. “Wait, this was the only sex we had this week.”

“We could have had more, but you were always too busy for it,” Garble told her.

“I know that, but are you telling me that you’ve been having sex with someone else?” questioned Rarity sitting up and looking at him with a stunned look on her face.

“Well, yeah,” he admitted like it wasn’t a big deal. “Dragons have sex all the time with each other. We can’t have kids outside the mating time so we don’t have to worry about getting one another pregnant. Since there are no consequences for humping one another we can do it all we want with no problems.”

“There most certainly is a problem!” cried Rarity. “You were cheating on me with a bunch of dragonesses!”

“And a few other guys,” added Garble. “They wanted a piece of my ass to assert their dominance. Instead, I inserted my cock into their asses. It was awesome.”

“I-I don’t believe this!” stuttered Rarity angrily. “We have children! You shouldn’t be fooling around anymore. You should only be having sex with me.”

“I would, but you’re always so busy and I can’t wait till you’re in the mood for some loving,” he explained only pissing Rarity off more. “So, instead, I find someone who is. It’s no big deal.”

“No big deal? NO BIG DEAL!?!” she snapped and started to push and shove him out of her bed. “It most certain is a big deal!”

“Hey! What’s the big idea?” cried Garble as she got him out of bed and was now pushing him out of her bedroom.

“I’m kicking you out of my house!” she answered furiously. “Get out of here this instant! I don’t know if I ever want to see you again, not that you even care. You’ll just get your fix of sex from someone else.”

“I said you were the best out of everyone I had sex with,” he answered making matters even worse. “You should be flattered to be my number one out of so many.” Rarity glared at him, her eye twitching as she was ready to blow her top.

“GET OUT!!!” she wailed tossing everything she could at him with her unicorn magic. Running for his life, Garble exited the Carousel Boutique and got a safe distance away from getting pelted with sewing machines, chests filled with gemstones, and even her drama couch.

“I don’t understand!” he called out from what he believed to be a safe distance away. “Did you not like the sex or something? Everyone else seems to like my dick in them.”

“YEARGH!!!” roared Rarity with blind rage as she tossed the kitchen sink at him, managed to reach all the way where he was and miss him, but just barely.

“Something tells me, I better make tracks till I figure out what’s got her so mad,” he decided. Before she found something else to throw at him, Garble fled the area.

“Maybe I didn’t use enough tongue when we were making out,” mumbled Garble as he wandered around Ponyville while trying to think. “No, that can’t be it. Perhaps I should have held back and let her cum first. She’s always saying ladies first is good manners.” Looking around, he spotted Mr. and Mrs. Cake as they were out for the day with their children, Pound Cake and Pumpkin Cake. “Hey, ponies, I need to ask you something.”

“Oh, uh, you’re Rarity’s special somepony or, uh, somedragon, right?” asked Mrs. Cake.

“Yeah, but she’s mad at me for some reason,” he replied. “I don’t know why, but I’m trying to figure it out. You think it might be because I didn’t let her cum first?”

“Language, please,” pleaded Mr. Cake as he and his wife covered their children's ears to prevent them from hearing such things. “There are children here.”

“They gotta learn sometime, right?” replied Garble bluntly.

“I think we can see why you had a falling out with Rarity,” Mrs. Cake remarked. “You must have said something to upset her.”

“No way,” countered Garble. “That can’t be it. She’s probably just mad cause I didn’t let her cum first. I mean the two of us came at the same time so that should be just as good, right?”

“Now you listen here,” Mr. Cake replied making sure to keep Pumpkin Cake’s ears covered as they conversed. “Who cums first is not the issue. She won’t care if she didn’t get to cum first.”

“Easy for you to say,” commented Mrs. Cake with a bit of bitterness in her voice.

“Honey, what are you talking about?” asked Mr. Cake.

“It’s just that you could hold back and let me cum first once in a while,” she told him, keeping Pound Cake from hearing. “Cause half the time when you finish up I don’t even get the chance to cum myself.”

“Dear, is this really the time to bring up something that trivial?” he questioned her.

“You wouldn’t think it was trivial if you were the one who didn’t finish while your partner was already going to bed.”

“So, every once in a while I don’t finish you and end up going to bed,” he retorted. “Some days are just that exhaustingly busy.”

“It isn’t just once in a while,” she argued. “I can’t remember the last good time I got off with you.”

“Then maybe I should show you just how lucky you are to have me then,” suggested Mr. Cake aggressively.

“Does that mean what I think it means?” she asked looking at him quite aroused.

“Uh, huh,” he nodded giving her the same look. They took their hooves off their kids’ ears and quickly gave them both a bunch of Bits. “Here you go, kids. Just enjoy yourselves at the arcade for a few hours. We just remembered we need to take care of baking at home.” Without waiting a moment longer, the two of them hurried back to Sugarcube Corner.

“Looks like mom and dad want some alone time again,” commented Pound Cake as he counted the Bits they were given.

“Whatever that means,” added Pumpkin. “Anyway, let’s see head over to the arcade. I hear they installed a new DDR machine I wanna play.”

“Then let’s get going!” nodded Pound as they hurried off too.

“What about my problems?” Garble asked, but once more he was alone to try and work it out himself and once more he returned to his aimless pacing around Ponyville.

There was a knock on the front door of the Castle of Friendship. “Spike, can you get that?” Twilight called.

“Uh, sure,” replied Spike as another knock came from a very impatient Garble outside. As Spike approached it, he spoke under his breath. “I’m back for one day and I’m back to being the maid. Dishes stacked to the ceiling, a layer of dust on everything, and just thinking about that bathroom makes my spikes stand on end. If she’s a princess now you’d think she’d have been able to hire a decent staff for this place by now.”

“What was that?” Twilight called to Spike.

“Uh, nothing,” Spike answered with a nervous laugh. “Just answering the door.” Opening it, he saw it was Garble and quickly became very uneager to invite him inside. “If you’re here for the all-you-can-eat crystal castle buffet, this isn’t one.”

“I don’t have time for small talk,” Garble replied dragging Spike out of the castle. “I have a problem.”

“Obviously,” commented Spike rolling his eyes. “Well, what is it?”

“I had sex with Rarity,” he explained.

“And you wanted to rub your dick in my face about it,” Spike concluded looking more annoyed.

“The problem happened after that,” continued Garble. “She got mad at me for no good reason.”

“Wasn’t satisfied?” he smirked unable to resist ribbing Garble.

“Enough, Spike!” he snapped with restrained anger.

“You actually used my real name,” Spike replied quite shocked. “This must be serious to you then.”

“Duh!” he answered. “Now, are you gonna help me or not, shrimp?”

“And that didn’t last long,” sighed Spike. “What was the reason she got angry at you? What did she say or, rather, what did you say?”

“Just that she was the best sex I had all week,” he explained. “Then she got mad cause she assumed that I didn’t have sex with anyone else anymore. Can you believe it? What did she expect?”

“That you would be loyal and faithful to her, the mother of your children,” replied Spike.

“That can’t be it,” replied Garble. “I’m plenty of that. Must just be a pony thing.”

“Let’s try something,” suggested Spike. “Close your eyes and imagine everything I tell you.”

“Use my imagination?” scoffed Garble. “Imaginations are for anyone who can’t burn things to amuse themselves.”

“Just do it,” ordered Spike and with a huff, Garble did it.

“Ok,” he told Spike. “I see a whole lot of nothing.”

“Now, imagine Rarity in bed,” replied Spike. “Oh, and she’s got that alluring look she has when she’s in one of her flirty moods.”

“That’s a great look,” murred Garble feeling aroused just thinking about it.

“And she’s calling out, saying she wants to have some fun,” added Spike. “She lays back and spreads her thighs, practically begging you over. You are feeling extra bold today, deciding to show her just how useful and long a dragon tongue is. You grab her thighs and move your head so close to her crotch that you can feel the heat from her genitalia.”

“Oh, you’re really good at this,” admitted Garble getting hard as he listened and even moved as he imagined he would if he was actually doing this with Rarity. “Why are you so good at this?”

“I’ve been the Dungeon Master to a lot of Ogres and Oubliettes campaigns,” answered Spike. “Anyway, Rarity is moaning with bliss as you lick out her insides with your tongue, getting her wet and horny for the main course. ‘More! More!’ she begs and you give it to her. Finally, you decide it is time to fuck her and pull out your tongue so you can shove your +5 Fire Rod into her.”

“My what?” asked Garble.

“Your dick,” Spike replied and continued. “Without mercy, you thrust deep into her getting a wail of euphoria from her muzzle. You keep it in, balls deep, for a few seconds before pulling out and then shoving it in again and again without delay as you push her and yourself closer to the edge.”

“Oh, fuck yeah!” moaned Garble actually thrusting in the air from how into this fantasy he was. Spike took a few step backs and looked a little nervous. Clearing his breath, he went on. “Finally, in the best orgasm of your life, you fill her pussy with your burning hot dragon seed and Rarity is swearing with absolute satisfaction. She then purrs as she says,” That was the best sex I’ve ever had, Spike.”

“Heheh,” gushed Garble. “Of course it was, Rar- wait what? Spike?!?”

“That’s right, Garble,” answered Spike. “It wasn’t you she was having sex with. It was me!”

“You bastard!” roared Garble unable to restrain himself. “How dare you have sex with her!” With all his might, Garble threw a punch at Spike. Fortunately, Garble’s eyes were still closed and Spike backed far enough away to be able to dodge the attack and watch as Garble punched right through the heavy metal door like it was tin foil.”

“Oh, crap,” shivered Spike certain he could have had a hole in his torso if that had hit him. Quickly recovering, he called to Garble to bring him back to his senses. “Garble! Snap out of it. It was just a fantasy.”

“More like a nightmare,” he panted pulling his arm from the damaged door.

“A matter of perspective, but do you understand how Rarity feels about you having sex with anyone that isn’t her? It’s the same as her having sex with someone other than you.”

“It’s awful,” he admitted. “And if you ever try something like that again I will rip out your heart and eat it.”

“Noted,” answered Spike nervously. “Now you should go see Rarity and apologize.”

“Spike, what was all that commotion?” asked Twilight as she came out of the castle. “And why is there a hole in the door?”

“But first, how good are you at welding?” Spike questioned Garble. “Cause we need to fix the door.”

“Now, remember what we talked about,” Spike reminded Garble as they arrived at the Canterlot Boutique.

“That Rarity is right and I am wrong and then just nod and agree with everything she says,” he replied.

“Good,” nodded Spike. “And a bit of begging and groveling will help too. That should be the easiest way to smooth things over with Rarity.”

“Fine. Even though I didn’t do anything wrong,” Garble stated. “But I’ll do all that so long as I can make things right with Rarity.” Reaching the door, Garble didn’t bother knocking and instead just made his way inside. “Rarity! I’ve got something I want to say!”

“Ugh!” facepalmed Spike seeing this was already going to be a disaster.

“Rarity!” he called again when he didn’t get an answer. He started to search the rooms, but couldn’t find her anywhere in sight. “Where did she go?”

“Looks like she already left for Canterlot,” figured Spike. “Guess you’ll have to wait till she gets back to apologize.”

“What? No way,” refused Garble. “I have to apologize to her right away so she’ll want to have sex with me again.”

“You are doing this for more than sex, aren’t you?” questioned Spike. “I mean, you actually see her as more than a cum dumpster, right?”

“Duh, but I’ll get horny again before she gets back and I won’t be able to wait for her then,” he admitted. “If I go have more sex without her that’ll make things worse, won’t it?”

“You seriously can’t wait?” replied Spike looking at him in disbelief.

“You wouldn’t understand, runt,” retorted Garble. “It’s a dragon thing.”

“Ignoring that,” said Spike. “We have two options now. The first would be to wait here for her to get back. By the time she returns she’ll likely be in a much better mood so apologizing should be much easier too.”

“Not gonna happen,” decided Garble.

“Option two, which is a terrible idea, by the way,” continued Spike. “Is to head off to Canterlot right now and apologize to Rarity right in the middle of her fashion show.”

“That’s so stupid and reckless,” considered Garble. “I like it, but it’s still missing something to really make it go over the top.”

“The only way it could be an even worse idea is if we went there dressed as runway models,” replied Spike quickly regretting saying that when he saw the look on Garble’s face. “No! I literally said this was a terrible idea.”

“Squirt, I need to get Rarity back as soon as possible and I’ll be as dumb as I need to be to win her back,” he roared. “Besides, would a sappy, half-assed apology from me even be believable?”

“That’s… actually a good point,” admitted Spike. “Then I guess you’re going to be stupid.”

“Close,” grinned Garble. “I’m not going to be stupid. WE are!”

“I was afraid you were going to say that,” gulped Spike already feeling the cringe coming on. “Well, let’s get started.”

“What’s first,” asked Garble.

“First, we give you a bath,” answered Spike leading the buff dragon into Rarity’s bathroom and into the tub. He started to fill up the tub with hot water.

“I thought we were going to dress up,” complained Garble. “Not take a bath.”

“Trust me,” Spike told him. “You really need it. If you do a half-assed job and ruin Rarity’s fashion show then you’ll never get her back and right now smelling like sweat and cum is not gonna cut it.”

“This is so humiliating,” grumbled Garble as Spike took a loofah and started to suds up the big, red dragon’s back.

“Trust me,” replied Spike. “It’s only going to get worse.”

“Ugh, you weren’t kidding when you said this would get worse,” gagged Garble as he covered his snout. “What the hell are you spraying on me?”

“Perfume,” answered Spike as he gave Garble a little spritz on his neck, wings, chest and waist. “It will make you smell more girly.”

“Ewe, I smell like a field of flowers,” he replied making a disgusted face and held his nose tighter. “I don’t know any dragons that smell like this.”

“Well, now you do,” replied Spike. “Now, about a dress for you.”

“Hold on, runt,” Garble said grabbing Spike by the tail. There was an evil look of revenge on his face. “My turn to do you.”

“Uh, that’s ok,” Spike replied nervously as Garble took another perfume bottle. “I’ll take care of myself later.”

“I insist,” he grinned and sprayed Spike head to toe with another fragrance, using half the contents up in the process.

“Ugh!” gagged Spike, the smell overwhelming on him. “Don’t you know that more is less?”

“Now we can can move onto dresses,” replied Garble as he dragged Spike out of Rarity’s room and into the fitting room of the boutique. “Come on, stinky.”

“This one looks your size,” Spike said after looking through a number of dresses that Rarity had hanging up. “She sure got on a kick of designing dresses for dragons.”

“She said she wanted to do it for Gem and Dia,” explained Garble. “Since dragons don’t typically wear things aside from armor I don’t see why she had to bother. Even so, she did a nice job so they’ll probably wear them at least once for Rarity… and more if they want to. I don’t really care.”

“Sure you don’t,” replied Spike not sounding very convinced. In his claws, he was holding a shimmering red dress covered in tiny rubies. Beneath the gemstones it was all silk and had spaghetti straps to keep the dress from falling off and to show off as much shoulder as possible. “Here. You can wear this, at least once, for Rarity… and more if you want to.”

“Hmph,” huffed Garble putting it on and found it fit him surprisingly comfortably. He was just tall enough that the dress didn’t drag on the floor, but long enough that it reached down just above his feet. “Well… I guess this isn’t so bad.”

“We’re not done yet,” Spike told him, handing him some golden bracelets for him to put on as Spike tied a bow around Garble’s waist to keep the dress more conformed to his body. He gave Garble some high heels for his feet next and tied a bow to the end of his tail.

“Please tell me that’s everything,” hoped Garble.

“For the moment,” replied Spike as he searched for another outfit. “Let me find something to wear first.” Sliding past one dress after another, Spike eventually stopped at a frilly pink dress. I guess this one will do.” Quickly, Spike put it on adding on some stockings, high heels and jewelry too. “How do I look?”

“Very pink,” replied Garble unable to figure out anything more insulting to say to him that wouldn’t be true about himself too. “Let’s just hurry up and get this over with.”

“Next we need to fill out the chest area,” Spike said as he handed Garble a pair of apples he swiped from Rarity’s kitchen. “Tuck these into your bra.”

“You didn’t have anything bigger?” complained Garble. “I mean, I don’t wanna dress like a girl, but if I do I’d rather be a busty one, ya know.”

“It’s all Rarity had,” lied Spike as he discreetly stuffed his bra with a pair of grapefruits. “Now we just need some nail polish and makeup and then we’ll be all set to go.”

“Finally,” sighed Garble with relief. “But do you even know how to apply makeup?”

“I’ve learned a few things from Rarity in that regard,” Spike replied as he grabbed a bottle of scarlet nail polish and a nail file. He smoothed out each nail on Garble’s hands and feet making them smooth and uniform before carefully applying the nail polish. Spike didn’t do the same to himself as he had on gloves and stockings covering his claws. He then grabbed some mascara, blush, and lipstick and proceeded to beautify Garble’s face first and then his own, being careful to use just enough to compliment their natural coloring and avoid looking like weird circus clowns. “Well, I gave it my best shot. What do you think?”

“We actually don’t look half bad,” commented Garble looking at his reflection in a mirror. “I’d totally do myself if I could.”

“Uh, well we should hurry,” Spike replied not wanting to comment on that. “Think you can fly dressed like that?”

“We’ll find out,” replied Garble as he headed outside. He turned back to the boutique, but Spike still hadn’t come out. “Hey, Runt, what’s the hold up?”

“I just remembered something really important,” Spike said as he came outside with a box. “This.”

“What’s in the box?” asked Garble curiously.
“A secret trump card you can use,” Spike explained. “But it’s incredibly dangerous too. It could make things even worse if you were to show this to Rarity so only use it as a last resort.”

“Well, hopefully it won’t come to that,” stated Garble as he bent down. Spike climbed onto Garble’s back and the two took off for Cantlerlot as fast as they were able to go.

“How are you enjoying the fashion show?” Rarity asked Ember as they stood at the end of the runway and watched one pony after another walk down it with a “too cool to care” look upon their faces. They were modeling the latest fashions created by designers such as Rarity.

“Well, everyone seems to be enjoying themselves,” Ember commented not sounding nearly as excited as all the countless other ponies applauding the new ins in fashion.

“How about you?” asked Rarity seeing an expression that said she was counting the minutes till it was over. “You don’t seem to be having as much fun.”

“No offense,” Ember replied. “But I don’t think dragons are quite ready for fashion. I mean don’t get me wrong. I see the value in wearing armor into battle, but seeing some of these dresses, I would feel confined in them and would probably be tripping over my feet in those high heels.”

“I admit that fashion doesn’t always take mobility into account, but dresses typically promote the use to slow graceful movement,” stated Rarity. “I did try to make that one outfit more to your liking with a shorter skirt so it’d be less encumbering. I had hoped that would have convinced you to have worn it for the fashion show. I had hoped that I could have had at least a couple dragons try on some of my designs for the show.”

“Sorry about that,” apologized Ember. “I went to every dragon I could find, but none of them were interested, possibly for the same reasons I was. I probably could have ordered them to do it, but you probably wouldn’t have wanted them here against their will.”

“No, I wouldn’t,” smiled Rarity. “A dress should be worn to fill the wearer with happiness, not feel like a burden has been placed upon them.”

“I did say I would have done this if you let me try on that black leather one you made,” commented Ember. “I know I felt really good trying it on in the dressing room. I especially liked how it showed off my-”

“Oh, that one isn’t really meant for this kind of a showing,” blushed Rarity as she cut Ember off. “It’s more of a thing you wear when you’d want to be intimate with someone.”

“So you wear clothes when having sex?” asked Ember sounding a bit confused. “Guess that explains why it’s so revealing.”
“It can also be fun to have a little strip tease too,” whispered Rarity as she chatted with Ember. “Depending on your fetish the right outfit can really help set the mood.”

“Clothing fetishes are news to me,” replied Ember actually sounding more interested now. “What kind are there?”

“Well, quite a few, but one of my favorites is crossdressing,” answered Rarity looking a bit surprised that they had arrived at such a subject, but kept on going with it. The look on her face showed a glimmer of lust in her eyes. “That’s when you wear gender-opposite clothes. For instance, a mare might wear something like a tuxedo.”

“And a guy would be wearing one of those frou frou dresses,” figured Ember. “Oddly, I think that Spike would look better in a dress than I would. Heh, though I doubt that’d ever happen.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure,” Rarity retorted. “Sometimes you never know.”

“Ok,” Spike instructed Garble as they tried to remain inconspicuous behind the other runway models. “I saw Rarity at the end of the runway so when you get close enough that’ll be your chance to apologize to her. Ember is there beside her so… I’m gonna bail before either of them has a chance to see me.”

“No you’re not, peewee,” replied Garble not letting him leave. “If I’m risking extreme embarrassment all for the sake of the one I love then you are too.”

“But I didn’t do anything stupid like you did,” countered Spike.

“Not yet anyway,” he replied. “Besides, it’s the bro code to have each other’s back.”

“Fine,” sighed Spike knowing he had no way out of this since they decided on this plan. They watched as the models ahead of them each took their turn down the runway and they were getting closer with each minute that went by.

“Thanks,” mentioned Garble, making small talk to pass the time. “For going this far to help me out, despite all the trouble I’ve caused you over the years. For being a pony-loving dragon, you’re alright.”

“Same to you,” replied Spike giving Garble a smile.

“By the way,” commented Garble as he scratched his head. “I was wondering how we managed to make it backstage here so easily? Even flying into Canterlot we literally encountered any guards patrolling the perimeter and we didn’t run into any in the city. There wasn’t even anyone guarding the back door. Is security really this relaxed in the capital city that anyone could just arrive without any resistance at all?”

“Pretty much,” admitted Spike.

“How have these ponies not been attacked and conquered already?” he questioned Spike.

“Who says they haven’t,” replied Spike. “At least for small increments of time.”

“I probably could have just waltzed in here and took over, couldn’t I?” assumed Garble.

“Yeah, but you’d probably end up in Tartarus via magical rainbow lasers,” added Spike. “Well, looks like we’re up next. Time to strut out stuff.”

“No way,” gasped Ember as she saw Spike and Garble appear at the start of the runway. “No freaking way. I’m not seeing things am I?”

“You certainly aren’t,” replied Rarity with a smirk on her face. “Seems we got some dragon models after all.”

“Do they all have to stare at us like this?” stuttered Garble nervously as he could hear tons of chatter all around him. His vision became impaired from the tons of camera flashes going off one after another.

“That’s the point of this whole thing,” Spike reminded him as took a few steps and moved ahead of Garble. He blew some kisses to the crowd and gave them a wink and a smile. “Now don’t just freeze up. Give them something good to look at.”

“Like what?” asked Garble.

“Whatever you feel like doing,” Spike replied. “Just be bold.”

“Bold, huh,” pondered Garble. “How about this then!” Taking a deep breath, Garble spewed flames over the audience. He snarled and growled attempting to scare the audience away, but instead he received applause and even more cameras went off.

“Looks like they like you,” chuckled Spike. “And good idea using your fire breath.” Tilting his head back, Spike puckered his lips and filled the air overhead with green flames and was met with tons of cheering as well.”

“You seem to be enjoying this an awful lot,” commented Garble.

“It’s our thing,” Spike replied. “I’m the cute perky one and you’re the fierce grumpy one. Just roll with it. If you ruin this show do you think Rarity would ever forgive you?”

“Guess I’ve got no choice,” he grumbled before letting out a fierce roar to keep up his role. “Who thought it was a good idea to do this anyway?”

“You did,” Spike answered him as he waved and winked at the ponies nearby as they kept making their way forward. When they near the end of the runway, they finally reached Rarity and Ember who were giving them looks that clearly meant they were in trouble. “Heheh, hey, Rarity. H-hi Ember.”

“I knew that’d look better on you than me,” Ember commented with a little grin on her face.

“Oh, uh, this was yours?” Spike blushed looking embarrassed.

“It’s yours now,” she grinned and climbed onto the stage. “I hope you don’t mind, Rarity, but I’m borrowing one of your models.”

“Go right ahead,” she replied. “I insist.”

“L-Look,” replied Spike in a cold sweat. “I can explain. I swear! I’ll take the dress off and we don’t ever have to talk about this ever again!”

“Oh, you’re keeping it on and we will be talking about it again,” she smirked as she dragged him back down the runway. He tried to claw at the ground in desperation, but his gloves prevented that. “In fact, I want to slip into something more comfortable myself.”

“As for you, Garble,” Rarity spoke with some sternness in her voice.

“Is this the part where you drag me off and we have fun?” hoped Garble.

“Finish up and afterwards we are going to have a little talk,” she told him and Garble could see things were definitely not better between them.

“Oh, okay,” he whimpered feeling a bit broken. He attempted to keep up his fierce disposition, but it was clear he didn’t have the same fire in his belly as before.

“That was a stupid and reckless thing you did,” lectured Rarity a while later once they found a vacant changing room. “The show could have been a disaster from the stunt you pulled. You are very lucky that was not the case.”

“Uh, well I just wanted to apologize,” he told her. “And I couldn’t wait for you to get back.”

“Why?” she questioned him. “Because you couldn’t wait to have more sex? Well, I’m glad that you at least had enough sense to realize what a folly that would have been. If we are truly together we should be able to expect a degree of loyalty to one another. I should not expect you to be fooling around with anyone and I know that you wouldn’t want me to behave in such an unfaithful manner.”

“I am plenty loyal to you,” answered Garble. “But dragons have sex for a lot of reasons. Boredom for one.” Rarity glared at him, that reason not helping his case. “Uh, to assert our dominance and, well, with being infertile, when it is not the mating season, sex became meaningless lust for us. We would hump one another’s holes all we wanted like it was a game. But when I have sex with you it’s different. I don’t just see it as a way to deal with my horniness. I get something more from you too.”

“That might actually be the sweetest thing you’ve ever said to me,” admitted Rarity with a smile. “I suppose in time I could learn to forgive you.”

“Then you accept my apology?” he asked hopingly.

“Let’s just say that I’ll be keeping a close eye on you,” she answered.

“That’s good enough for me,” he sighed with relief. “And looks like I didn’t need this after all.” He took out the trump card Spike had given him earlier and upon seeing it, Rarity quickly became nervous.

“Where did you get that?” she asked.

“Spike got it from your place,” he answered. “Said it was something I could use if all else fails. Guess I didn’t need it, but I wonder what it is.”

“No, don’t look,” pleaded Rarity, but she was too late as Garble opened the box and found a long purple rod-like device inside. He looked at it curiously for a moment before pressing a button that caused it to vibrate. It took a few seconds, but soon Garble realized just what he was holding and he turned to Rarity.

“Wait a minute,” he replied. “You were complaining about me having sex with other dragons, but you were using this… thing, weren’t you.”

“Oh, it’s hardly the same thing,” she scoffed to downplay it. “Nothing but passionless pleasuring.”

“That’s what it is when I’m banging other dragons,” he replied. “I don’t feel anything. Well, it feels really good, but it isn’t anything to compare to what I feel when I’m shoving my cock into you.”

“Well, maybe, in a way, we’ve both been unfaithful,” she admitted. “So, what’s say we start fresh? From this point on we remain loyal to one another. No more cheating with anyone else.”

“Or anything else,” added Garble.

“Uh, right,” Rarity replied averting her eyes. “Let’s kiss on it.”

Lifting up his beloved with one arm, Garble leaned in and locked lips with her to seal the deal. However, behind his back, Garble was crossing his claws. Rarity did the same, though it was harder to tell with digitless hooves.

When they finished their kiss, Garble put her down and grinned at her quite lustfully. “And since we’re starting fresh, how about we have a little fun now?”

“I think I’d like that,” murred Rarity her cheeks bright red.

“And this time, I can strip for you,” he added removing the ribbon around his waist before slipping the spaghetti straps off his shoulders. As he pulled the dress down and off of him, the apples he was using as cleavage dropped onto the floor. Rarity picked one up and bit into it while she had one hand rubbing at her pussy as she enjoyed the show Garble was putting on.

“Dragons might not enjoy putting clothes on,” she murred with bliss. “But they’re sexy as hell taking them off.”

Author's Note

Next time: When her daughter, Storm Chaser brings up the subject of her father, Rainbow Dash is faced with the dilemma of not knowing which of the dragons she mated with is the father of her child. Will she be able to figure out who daddy is when she ends up on Dr. Philly’s talk show?