Meet the Fathers

by Drag Orion

Rating: mature
Tags: Original Character, Porn, Fetish, Spike, Comedy, Starlight Glimmer, Sex, Ember, Main 6, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 44537

Continuing from Heat of the Dragon Lord, the ponies get to have more fun with the dragons they got to mate with.

Several months have passed since Twilight and the others have experienced the Dragon Mating season and while it might be over and done with, they recoeved something very precious from it. But questions remain, like what if the fathers? Time to find out...

First up is Garble who hasn’t strayed too far from Rarity or his children. But when Garble blunders, how far will he go to get Rarity to forgive him?

Published 2018-02-14 00:40:06 UTC
Last updated 2019-08-16 18:55:09 UTC

Drag on Garble

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?

The Friend Zone

“Twilight,” called Spike as he knocked on the castle’s front door. “Your number one of assistant and prince of the Dragon Lands is here to babysit.

“Coming,” she called to him and opened the door. “It’s good to see you. It’s been ages since you’ve been over.”

“Great seeing you too,” he replied. “But why is it you needed me to come all the way over here to babysit again? What about Starlight?”

“She went off the the Crystal Empire to visit Sunburst,” she explained. “And after that, I got word from Prometheus that he wanted to come over and see me.”

“Oh, good ole Prometheus is coming here,” smiled Spike before asking the obvious. “Uh, who’s Prometheus?”

“He’s the dragon I met at the mating,” blushed Twilight, meaning he is Nova Flare’s father. I was keeping in touch with him ever since. He had a lot of questions about ponies and I had a number of things I wanted to ask him about too. And just the other day he wanted to know if he could visit me. I guess you could say we’re going to be dating.”

“Dating?” asked Spike looking quite skeptical. “I know I’ve been away awhile, but is that some new scientific slang for collecting data?”

“I’ve missed your snark,” she smiled at him. “But we’re really dating and I was hoping you’d take care of Nova Flare and Blue Moon for the day. I’m sure they want to spend some time with their Uncle Spike.”

“I’d be happy too,” he answered. “Ember is with Blaze at the park so I’m sure they’ll be more than happy to play together. So, where are they right now?”

“Playing in the nursery,” she told him and they proceeded over there.

“Mine!” cried Nova as she tugged at an old green blanket.

“Mine!” argued Blue as she tugged back.

“Mine!” they both pouted not wanting to share.

Seeing this Twilight turned pale and ran to intervene. “That’s a no-no you two,” she told them taking the blanket away. “You two have to get along and share. We don’t want one of you to end up banishing the other somewhere like your Auntie Celestia and Luna now.”

“Blaze has gotten into that ‘mine’ phase too,” replied Spike. “Though, that’s a phase some greedy dragons never grow out of. Luckily for you I was never like that.” It was then that Spike recognized the blanket Twilight had taken away as the one he had when he was a baby dragon. “You gave them my blankey,” he cried. “But that’s mine.”

“Looks like someone hasn’t fully gotten out of their ‘mine’ phase,” joked Twilight as she magically folded up the blanket and put it away.

“What can I say?” Spike replied as he helped Twilight gather the babys’ things to get them ready for the park. “That blanket and I had been through a lot together. So many wonderful naps.”

Starlight rushed through the Crystal Empire, passing by the Crystal Heart and the giant statue of Great and Honorable, Spike the Brave and Glorious without so much as averting her eyes to gaze at them. She barely paid any of the Crystal Ponies any mind either as she dashed on by, her heart racing and not merely from running since she got off the train.

“Sunburst had something really important he wanted to tell me,” she panted. “Could it be… is he finally going to pop the question?” Reaching his door, she stopped and froze. “But what if this isn’t what he asked me out here for? He often gets excited for the most arbitrary of things so perhaps this is just him sharing so of his new research with me. Perhaps I’m getting my hopes up for nothing.” She sat down in front of his store suddenly in a stupor. “I just wish I could tell him, but not after what happened with our parents.” Sighing, she waited till she managed to collect herself again and knocked on the door. “Sunburst! I’m here!”

There was no answer as she waited several minutes. When she knocked and called again there was still no response. Trying the door, she found it was unlocked. Peeking inside, she saw the lights were on and it was every bit as messy as it had been with books stacked on other books, balls of crumpled up scrolls on the ground around an already overstuffed trash bin, and plenty of old broken quills scattered about. There was even something that Starlight saw on his desk that made Starlight turn green and want to gag. With how it looked and smelled, it was either some mystical mushrooms from some forsaken corner of Equestria or Sunburst’s lunch from a couple weeks ago that he had long since forgotten about. Starlight figured it was likely both.

“Sunburst!” she called once more. “Are you home?”

“Oh! Starlight!” Sunburst called to her from the other room. “I wasn’t expecting you so soon. I’m so glad you came. I’m over in my room.”

“Usually he’s got his face glued to a book whenever I come over,” thought Starlight. “I wonder what he’s up to.” Hurrying to his room, Starlight suddenly found herself quite eager again. She walked through the door and saw Sunburst. “Sunburst, I- Sweet Celestia!?!” The sight before Starlight was something she had never expected to see. Sunburst was sitting on his bed beside a dragon with orange scales and a fiery, red spikes running down his back. He even had a scruffy-looking beard like Sunburst’s. Just looking at him, he appeared like the dragon version of Sunburst, but that wasn’t what filled Starlight with so much shock. What did was that the two of them were rubbing their dicks with the tips aimed into beakers. Already, it looked like they had both managed to empty one load into it, the dragon’s beaker filled by a fair amount more. Even as they warmed up for a second release, the dragon’s dick was leaking more pre than Sunburst was.

“Is something wrong, Starlight?” asked a clueless Sunburst.

“You don’t think this is wrong?” she snapped at him. “You invite me over and this is what you are doing? I don’t even know what you are doing!”

“Collecting data,” he explained. “Well, cum, but it’s for important research.”

“If it were any other pony I’d seriously doubt that,” she admitted bluntly, that one statement somehow helping her cope with what she was witnessing. “Care to add in some context for those of us who just walked in?”

“Well, I was reading up on that report that Twilight wrote during the dragon mating,” he explained. “And it got me intrigued to do my own research into seeing the sexual behaviors of dragons outside of their mating season. I figured I’d do a comparison too, to investigate the similarities and difference between ponies and dragons. Already, I’m collecting quite a lot of data.”

“I can see that,” replied Starlight, looking at the beaker floating by his crotch with his seed in it. “And you invited me over during your vital research because…”

“I needed a mare to help with my research and there was nopony better for the task than you,” he explained. “Since you have had relations with this dragon before, I know for certain that you both must have some chemistry together.”

“I have?” she asked before taking another look at the dragon and with the shock of seeing them cumming into beakers well behind her, she recognized him. “Y-You’re that dragon from the mating season. Uh, Apollo, right?”

“It’s been a while,” he greeted her with a wave from his free hand. “I heard you, uh, we had a daughter.”

“Yeah,” she nodded. “Blue Moon. She’s back home in Ponyville.”

“Maybe I could stop by and visit her sometime,” he asked her.

“If you want,” nodded Starlight. She could hear a quill scratching on parchment as Sunburst was writing stuff down. He stopped writting shortly after she stopped talking. “She’s already gotten so big and even talking a little bit.” She paused from speaking when Sunburst started writing some more.

“Well, next chance I get, I’ll fly right over,” he told her happily.

“I’m sure Blue-” Starlight paused hearing Sunburst write as she spoke. “-will be- -be happy to- see you t- Sunburst! What are you writing?”

“I’m recording your conversation,” he explained. “From what I’ve learned from Apollo here, about seventy percent of dragons remain with their mates after the mating season to raise their offspring. Twenty percent is the mother raises the child on their own and the remaining ten percent is the father acts as a solo caregiver. So far, it seems like the majority of you and your friends have been caring for your children without their fathers, save for Rarity and Spike, but I did hear that Rainbow Dash’s mate-”

“Mates,” corrected Starlight.

“Yeah, they all have come to help her raise her child,” he continued. “So, for whatever reason they are coming, and I believe the others might show up too before long that the same paternal instinct is still working despite having mated with ponies.”

“And so that’s why you had us both come,” figured Starlight. “To see if we’d have this connection?”

“Partly, but you’ve also had a connection with me in the past,” he reminded her.

“In the past being the key phrase here,” she commented. “You were the one who ended it.”

“We both agreed we weren’t ready when our parents brought it up,” he stated. “We weren’t ready for that kind of a commitment.”

“I remember,” she nodded averting her eyes a little. “And all this is purely for the sake of research?”

“Starlight, it’s me,” he chuckled. “The big research nut who writes research papers of research papers. You know me better than anyone, right? We’re friends after all.”

“Right… friends.”

“Here we go again, Blaze,” spoke Ember as she held the railing of the spinning wheel at the park. “Hold on tight.” With a steady enough force, Ember tugged the wheel to make it start spinning at a moderate speed. Blaze giggled as she held on tight and enjoyed spinning around.

“M-re… M-ore,” Blaze tried to say, her speech showing bits of improvement with each passing day.

“Like that? Want some more?” Some more giggles and a little nod was all she needed to confirm this and with a bit more strength, Ember spun her daughter faster.

“Look at you!” cheered Ember. “You’re flying super fast!”

“Heheheh,” Blaze giggled. “Ma- Ma- Mama!”

Ember gasped hearing this for the first time from her daughter. “Oh, Blaze!” she cried happily, hopping onto the spinning wheel and lifted her daughter up to hug. “That is wonderful!”

“What’s wonderful?” asked Spike as he pushed Blue and Nova over in their stroller.

“Oh, you just missed it,” Ember told Spike as she carefully got back onto stationary ground and walked over to him. “Ember called me, ‘mama.’”

“She did?” he smiled. “Ugh, and I missed it.”

“Come on, sweetie, say it again,” urged Ember as she tickled Blaze’s belly.

“Sometimes I can’t believe you’re the same dragon warrior I met all those years ago, capable of tossing a dragon twice your size like a ragdoll,” joked Spike.

“I still am,” she reminded him. “And you wouldn’t want to know what I’d do if anyone would lay a claw on our daughter.” The words she spoke with had a very powerful murderous intent behind them that was enough to make Spike’s inner fire turn cold with fear.

“Ma- Mama!” spoke Blaze again, quickly dispelling the terror Ember was exuding, much to Spike’s relief.

“Awe, she said it again,” Ember stated happily and nuzzled her daughter with the greatest of joy.

“That’s awesome,” cheered Spike. “Come on, Blaze. Now say, ‘dada.’”

“Sp… ke… Spoi… ke…” she tried saying. “Sp...oike… Spoike.”

“Sh- She said my name,” cheered Spike jumping for joy. “She said my name.”

“Heheh, she sure did, Spoike,” snickered Ember.

“Well, close enough anyway,” replied Spike. “Now, come on, Blazey. Now say, ‘dada.’”

“Spoike,” she giggled. “Spoike.”

“Sp… oike,” Blue and Nova started to giggle too. “Spoike.”

“Awe, you should be so happy,” chuckled Ember. “They all know your name, Spoike.”

“Come on,” Spike said pleading a bit. “Can’t you try to call me, ‘dada,’ or ‘daddy,’ or even, ‘papa?’”

“Spoike,” she replied reaching out and clutching Spike’s nose.

“Fine,” he conceded. “Spoike it is.”

After a taking Blue and Nova out of their stroller and placing all there of the babies onto the spinning wheel, Ember began to gently spin them once more. “So, how was Twilight doing?”

“She was fine,” he answered. “Heh, she was even getting herself ready for a date.”

“A date?” questioned Ember before grumbling. “Please don’t tell me this town is having another festival or something? It has one like every other day.”

“No, this is a date, like in she’s going to spend some special time with someone,” he explained.

“With a book?” she replied sounding unsure. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen Twilight show any interest in any stallions… unless… she isn’t doing something with Starlight, is she?”

“No… at least nothing I’m aware of,” he admitted. “But Starlight isn’t even here, so, that’s a moot point. She’s actually meeting that dragon she got together with during the dragon mating season. Apparently they’ve been keeping in touch and he’s finally come over to visit.”

“I guess I’m just a bit surprised,” she admitted as she gave the spinning wheel another push to keep it going. The three babies were enjoying the ride and a few colts and fillies hopped on for a ride as well. “No offense to Twilight, but she’s always seemed too focused on books and studying to ever even look at anyone else.”

“That’s actually been the case for as long as I can remember and I was pretty much by her side for all my life and most of hers,” Spike told Ember. “She was very terrible with friendship before she was sent to Ponyville, but when it came to her and dates she was even more hopeless. Half the time I think she thought she was doing some one-on-one tutoring and ended up boring her date away. Then there was Flash Sentry, but that road ended before it even began.”

“Sounds like things are going to crash and burn if Twilight is as bad as you say she is,” commented Ember. “I’d actually be curious to take a peek.”

“You can’t!” cried Spike, shocking Ember with his sudden outburst.

“Why not?” she asked curiously.

“Well, when Twilight has dates, you see,” he struggled to find the words to tell her. “And while it isn’t anything dangerous, it tends to get rather cramped after a while when she uses that spell.”

“I’m sorry, but you aren’t making any sense,” Ember told him. “Didn’t you just say that Twilight was hopeless with dates and what’s this about a spell?”

“It’s just what Twilight told me to tell anyone who ever asked her about her dating life,” Spike admitted nervously. “I guess the best way to describe it is that Twilight found out that sex was a great way to relieve stress and she liked doing it… a lot. Of course, she didn’t want want anyone else to know the Princess of Friendship had this side of her and made sure to wipe the memory of most of what happened in bed. She also cast another spell to ensure nobody else could interrupt them either. I’m one of the few who even know about this. That’s why I know it is much safer to be as far away from Twilight as possible when she is going on a date.”

“I’d feel more concerned about it, if it was just about anyone else, but this is Twilight we’re talking about,” Ember stated. “How bad could it be? Also, where did all these little kids come from?”

Spike looked at the spinning wheel and saw that over a dozen other fillies and colts were now on board, holding on to enjoy the ride. “Faster! Faster!” they cheered from the fun they were having.

“Heh, the spinning wheel was always one of my favorites when I was a kid too,” chuckled Spike.

“Then why not have a ride,” insisted Ember as she gave him a little shove to push him onto an empty spot.

“Uh, Ember,” Spike stuttered nervously as he saw her spit on her hands and grab one of the railings tightly. “Remember, there are little kids on this thing.”

“Oh, right,” she agreed, slowing it down to a stop. She helped Blue, Nova, and Blaze off and onto the ground. “Come on everyone. Time for Spoike to have a turn.”

“Spoike! Spoike!” all the little kids giggled.

“Oh, come on!” groaned Spike before Ember spun the wheel with all her might, making it move so fast all that could be seen of the dragon was a purple and green blur. “Whoa!” Everything was spinning around him and the poor dragon was quickly getting dizzy and a bit nauseous as a result. “Ember! Get me off this crazy thing!”

“More! More!” the little kids cheered.

“Looks like you’re outvoted,” Ember chuckled and spun him around some more.

In her library, Twilight was keeping herself busy putting away books back on the shelves. As she did, her ears were eagerly awaiting a knock at the door and every couple of minutes she couldn’t help trotting over to the peek through the peep hole to look as well.

“Oh, I hope he gets here soon,” she worried looking at the clock. “He said he’d get here at noon and that’s fifteen minutes away.”

On cue with that thought, Twilight heard the knock on the door she had been longing for and dashed over, opening it with magic while she was still running to it. On the other side was a scholarly-looking dragon with cobalt scales over most of his body and sky blue ones on front. His eyes were purple with a pair of black rounded frame glasses over them. He had a pair of short, curved horns atop his temple. He had about three short, white spike running from the crown of his head to the back of it and then more going down his back to just over his waist. His tail was only spiked on it at the end in the shape of star similar to Twilight’s Cutie Mark. Standing at roughly five feet tall, he was hardly as muscular or bulky as most dragons. Even Spike, a few years prior, would have been able to overpower him with brute strength and he had gotten even stronger since then.

“Salutations, Twilight,” he greeted her as she reached the door. “I hope you don’t mind me arriving early.”

“No,” she smiled. “I find it very attractive to arrive the professional fifteen minutes early before the attended appointment.”

“And I thought I was the only one,” he murred as he proceeded into the castle. “So, what did you have in mind for our date? A debate over the most influential period of magic? Maybe a game of Information Hoarding? There was also a organization system I had been working on for shelving books I’ve been meaning to try out.”

“Oh, sweet Celestia! Where have you been all my life you?” Twilight nerded out. “It all sounds so wonderful, but I was actually thinking of something a bit kinkier for us to do. A bit of magical fun in the bedroom.”

“That was my next suggestion,” he replied with an eager grin on his face. “Let’s go to your bedroom then.”

“Follow me,” said Twilight barely able to close the door before there was another knock on it. “Who is it now?” Opening the door, she discovered it was the mayor of Ponyville. “Mayor Mare? What are you doing here?”

“Hello, Twilight,” she greeted her. “I came by to tell you that the Annual Friendship Festival is coming up and was hoping you’d be able to her plan the itinerary.”

“Don’t I always do that?” she reminded her. “Wasn’t I also the one who started the first ever Friendship Festival?”

“Then I guess I can leave it to you then,” she replied, but didn’t take her leave. Rather, she poked her head in, eyeing her draconic date. “If you don’t mind me being a bit nosey, care to tell me who your friend is?”

“This is Prometheus,” answered Twilight looking at Mayor Mare who was clearly here for some juicy info to gossip about. “And he’s here as a friend.”

“A friend-friend… or something more,” she inquired, likely not going to give up till she bled Twilight for every little detail.

“Just a friend,” answered Twilight before using her magic to lift the mayor up and place her outside. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, we have matters to attend to.”

“What ki-” she tried to ask before Twilight shut the door.

“It’s going to be a problem if she won’t stop interrupting us,” commented Prometheus.

“The life of a princess,” she sighed. “So many ponies come to me for advice or something and more often than not it is when I am busy doing something… or someone.”

“But,” added Prometheus giving her an intrigued look at what she would say next. Seeing the look of curiosity in his eyes, Twilight smirked and let him wonder a bit more while Mayor Mare was as persistent as ever at the door. “There is a but, right?” he asked again.

“Of course there is,” the princess nodded and gave one of his cheeks a rub. “But before we get to yours, I’ll make sure we don’t get interrupted.” Twilight’s horn glowed and Prometheus watched with intrigue. He expected to see something amazing, but there was nothing, just the sound of a sudden “Zap!”. “There we go.”

“Uh, what just happened?” he asked her.

“Don’t you notice that the knocking stopped?” she pointed out and sure enough, the Mayor was no longer knocking on the door.

“You made her leave?” he wondered as he reached for the door, but with her magic, Twilight kept him from touching it.

“Don’t touch that door,” she warned him. “I made a barrier around the outside of the castle. Anyone who touches it will be sent somewhere where they won’t be able to bother us, another dimension that I have dubbed, ‘The Friend Zone.’”

“So, is she going to be trapped there forever?” Prometheus questioned Twilight as he stepped away from the door cautiously.

“Just till I decide to let her go,” she confirmed while making her way to her bedroom. “And this way, we can have all the fun we want in the meantime. So, let’s get going and you can get another chance to observe the unique biology of an Alicorn. I hope you brought plenty of paper for note taking.”

“I brought a whole stack of college-ruled scroll paper and a #2 phoenix feather,” he flirted.

“Keep talking nerdy like that and you’ll have me cumming before we even get to bed,” she murred sexily. As they made their way towards her room, the faint sounds of more zaps could be heard every so often from more ponies unexpectedly getting sent to the Friend Zone.

“I am starting to have second thoughts about this,” admitted Starlight as she sat at a table with Apollo. Sunburst was in the other room getting everything ready for the study. “Maybe I shouldn’t do this. All this is just too weird.”

“I’m sorry if this is so strange,” Apollo apologized. “I wouldn’t have come here if I had known it’d make you so uncomfortable. From the way he made it sound, you were eager to see me again.” He looked over to the beakers of seed that he had Sunburst had filled earlier, his nearly overflowing while Sunburst couldn’t manage more than filling up halfway. “It has been pretty weird for me too.”

“You don’t have to apologize,” she told him. “I am happy to see you. You gave me my child, Blue, after all. It’s just… I kinda wished that it had happened with Sunburst. Not that there's anything wrong with-”

“I understand,” he smiled at her. “You like him a lot, don’t you?”

“More than I’ve ever loved anyone,” she nodded. “But he doesn’t feel the same way I do.” The sad pony let out a sigh and lowered her head. “He just made that abundantly clear.”

“If you need someone to vent to,” he offered. “I am here to lend an ear.”

“Thanks, but it is my problem to deal with,” she explained. “And I talked with Twilight about it plenty of times. Apparently, she thought I might go on a tyrannical rampage or attempt to destroy all of Equestria.”

“Heh, guess your friend takes things a bit too seriously,” Apollo chuckled.

“Sometimes, though not with this,” admitted Starlight. “I nearly destroyed all of Equestria due to Sunburst leaving me a long time ago when we were little kids. This time, I might skip the time travel and just annihilated the planet from the inside out.” Apollo looked at her with a stare that showed he didn’t know how to respond. “I was just kidding about that last part,” she confessed. “I wasn’t going to destroy the planet… much, but you get the idea of how much pain I was in. And now, he asks me to come here to be a part of this whole experiment with you like he doesn’t know I had feelings for him. Ugh, sometimes I think he can only see whatever crazy thing he is researching.”

“Well, if that’s true,” the red dragon commented. “He’s currently studying you. Maybe this is your chance to get him to… notice you.”

“Oh,” smiled Starlight. “The way you paused at the end, you must have something devious in mind.”

“He wants to observe us, well, let’s really play it up,” he explained. “Enough to see if he really does have feelings for you. If he does, there’s no way he’ll let it continue and end up flying into a jealous rage.”

“I can already imagine the look on his face,” chuckled Starlight. “Ok, let’s do it.”

“I finally found those candlestick holders,” said Sunburst as he made his way back into the room looking quite dusty after searching the furthest corners of his storage closet. Shaking himself clean, he then got to work finishing setting up. His horn glowed as he had a couple plates, glasses, candles, and the candlestick holders, along with a candle in each, float around him. He set them up properly between the two test subjects like they were about to have a romantic meal together. “So, did you two have any romantic-type flirtations while I was in the other room that I should jot down?”

“Uh, actually… yes,” lied Starlight. “As we were just sitting here chatting, we started recalling all the fun we had during the mating season and before we knew it… we were, uh…”

“Lost in each other’s eyes,” finished Apollo when he saw Starlight was starting to flounder.

“Fascinating,” remarked Sunburst as he started writing. “And what were you two feeling as you-” He paused when he heard the sounds of making out and watched as the two attempted the best fake passionate kiss they could manage. “Uh, I’ll just put down ‘very, very much in love.’ Let me just grab the food and we’ll start the experiment.”

Walking off again, Apollo and Starlight unlocked lips and watched him leave, without so much a giving them one jealous glance. “Well, either Sunburst has no feelings for me at all, he’s too wrapped up in his research to care or he’s got the best poker face I’ve ever seen,” sighed Starlight as she slumped back in her chair.

“Looks like we’ll have to kick things up a notch,” suggested Apollo.

“I just hope my stomach can handle all this sweet lovey dovey stuff,” she gagged. “Being deceitful and devious is one thing, but let’s try and keep it just shy of a spontaneous song number.”

“Agreed,” he nodded before Sunburst returned with a plate of spaghetti.

“I hear this is supposed to be one of the most romantic meals,” he explained as he placed it between them. So, just start eating and pretend I’m not here.”

Looking at one another and then at Sunburst who stared at them unblinking and quill at the ready to write, the two subjects for the love test awkwardly thought of what to do. It was Starlight who made the first move as she used her magic on her fork to spin some spaghetti on it. Then, bringing it over to Apollo’s maw, she fed it to him.

“Here you go… my smoopie whoopie bear,” she spoke trying to play it up only to end up getting the dragon’s muzzle messy with sauce.

“Oh, that’s really… yummy, my pretty little gemstone,” Apollo played along and forked some more spaghetti to feed to Starlight, his aim better than Starlight, but he tried feeding her too much and ended up getting her face just as messy as his was anyway.

“Mmm, so gooooood,” she spoke back trying to act content with all this, but it was very obvious how poorly they were performing. At least, it was terrible, but Sunburst just scribbled some more notes and kept on watching like it wasn’t so obvious. “Now it’s your turn to have some,” Starlight continued to say as she twirled her fork on my spaghetti and aimed it at Apollo who opened his maw as wide as possible to give her as easy a target as possible. This time, she managed better, though his chin still ended up getting hit and covered with sauce as she fed him.

“Stop right there!” Sunburst called out all of a sudden, making both their heart’s jump.

“What’s the matter?” asked Starlight with hope in her eyes. “Is the sight of all this making you blind with jealous rage?”

“No, it’s nothing like that,” he answered with a chuckle as he pulled out a camera. “I just wanted to take some photos to go alone with this. Just act natural and try not to look like you’re looking at the camera.” The two were beside themselves as he took a picture of their messy faces and then placed the camera down. “Alright, keep going.”

“This is going to be a lot harder than we thought,” sighed Apollo.

“Tell me about it,” grumbled Starlight as she was fed more spaghetti.

“Mmm, you’re so warm,” murred Twilight as she embraced Prometheus in her bed. “A proper 248 degrees for a dragon in heat if I’m correct. Of course, with your heat resistant scales you only feel about a comfortable 120 degrees.”

“Heheh, you are such a nerd,” he chuckled as hugged her tighter and kissed her nose. “Such a sexy brain you have. Tell me more.”

“I’d love to,” she nodded and kissed his cheek.

“Well, well, well,” smirked Chrysalis flying over Twilight’s castle. She tasted the air and licked her chops. “I’m not quite certain what is going on in there, but I sense a great amount of love within. Oh, how wonderful of the Princess of Friendship to go through the trouble of preparing a meal for me to go along with my revenge on her and that accursed Starlight Glimmer! I’ll swoop in and claim my vengeance before they even know what hit them!”

Letting out a savage growl, the Changeling Queen swooped down, planning to fly right through the balcony of the castle, horn already hot with magic. She could see the inside of the castle and nothing was going to get in her way this time!

“Buzzap!” She didn’t even make it inside before Twilight’s spell got her and she vanished along with all those who had attempted to disturb her earlier.

“Did you hear something just now?” asked Prometheus as he watched Twilight nosing against his crotch before licking it to help coax his member out.

“I think my little spell zapped another pest coming to bother us,” she guessed as she started to suck on his dragonhood as soon as it poked out.

Chrysalis found herself in the dark void located within a completely alternate dimension. Down below her she saw Mayor Mare along with a number of other ponies including Big Mac, Sugar Bell, Lyra, and Bonbon.

“What is this place?” Chrysalis hissed as she flew down to the ponies. “Where are we?”

“I’m not sure,” Mayor Mare answered nervously. “One minute we were in front of Twilight’s castle and the next we were here.”

“Then I take it none of you know how to escape this accursed realm either,” Chrysalis figured and saw them all shake their heads. “Well, if you can’t help me escape this wretched place then all you are good for is food! Now give me your love!” Her horn glowed an evil green hue as she used her magic to life the mayor of Ponyville into the air. There was nothing she could do as Chrysalis opened her maw to extract all the love she possessed within her, but nothing came out. Hissing, Chrysalis tried again, but still not even a drop of love could be found.

“What is this?” cried Chrysalis. “Why do you not possess any love?”

“I don’t know,” the mayor answered fearfully. “Ever since I’ve been in here I haven’t felt particularly in love with anything.”

“Don’t lie!” countered the queen of the Changelings. “You’re an elected official, aren’t you? At the very least you’re in love with yourself.”

“It’s the same with us,” admitted Sugar Bell. “I can’t feel even a bit of love for Big Mac.”

“Nope,” nodded Big Mac looking sad.

“Us too,” spoke Lyra as she and Bonbon kissed one deeply with tongue. Everyone around them stared in awe the entire time till their lips finally parted.

“See, normally that’d be filled with a passion hotter than a thousand suns,” explained Bonbon. “But now there’s nothing.”

“And everyone else here is the same?” asked Chrysalis, verifying this lack of love was consistent and saw it was indeed true. “Then love does not exist in this plane of existence. Just where in Tartarus has Twilight Sparkle sent us?”

“I think you’re all warmed up,” said Twilight as she rubbed her hoof up and down the impressive dragon cock, letting our murrs as she felt her pussy tongued by her mate.

“Mmm, you are too, love,” he replied as he tasted her sweet nectar before planting a kiss upon her lower lips. “So, are we all set to begin?”

“Oh, I’m more than ready,” she told him as she floated a rather lengthy scroll over to him. When he had one end in his claws, she released her magic upon it and let the rest of it unroll onto the ground and reach close to the wall before the end was revealed.

“Fetish List,” he read at the top and then saw a large list of kinks, many of which made his dick twitch as he read them. As he read a chunk of what was on there, Twilight eyed his cock to see how many times it reacted and smirked seeing it do so a number of times. When Prometheus finally stopped, he looked down at Twilight. “So, are these really all your…”

“Everything that I found that turns me on,” she finished for him. “Quite a lot, I know, but I’ve spent countless hours and had countless mates to fully understand just how my body functions, including what gives it pleasure. So, tell me, which of my fetishes matches yours? Judging from the number of times your cock throbbed I’d say we’ve got plenty to choose from for our date.”

“If I can choose any that I want,” he replied, a bit intimidated by how forthcoming she was, but at the same time all the more excited. “Why not a little food play? We can have some fun and get something to eat at the same time. If we’re gonna be sexing all day then we’d best ensure we have the stamina for it.”

“An astute choice that I’d have suggested myself,” stated Twilight as she praised him with a lick across his shaft. “Time for a little food conjuring magic.” Her horn glowed and in several flashes, a variety of different foods appeared on the bed like strawberries, whipped cream, donuts, and plenty more for them to have fun with. “Anything else you think we’ll need?”

“Oh, this’ll be plenty,” Prometheus smiled as he watched Twilight check to see how many donuts he could fit on his cock. Chuckling a bit, he plucked up a strawberry and pushed it partly into her pussy and then covered it over with a big glob of whipped cream. “My favorite treat,” he joked while licking his chops playfully.

“Then eat your fill,” encouraged Twilight as she reclined back and leaned over to his crotch to admire her own little donut stack snack she made. Holding it in her hooves, she munched on some of them and then gave his shaft a long lick. “You’ll need all the energy you can muster for all the fun we’re going to have.”

“I think the fun has already started,” he murred and licked up the whipped cream, cleaning up her crotch and breasts with his delicate serpent’s tongue. He was very thorough in licking up every last bit and even licking at her crotch after to make her squirm and giggle.

“Heheh, fun indeed,” she agreed and plucked the last donut off of his cock to eat, biting off half of it before offering him the other half. He was more than happy to nom that piece up and then pressed his lips to her pussy as he sucked the strawberry out of it, forcing a blissful moan from her. “Oh, Celestia, yes!” Taking some chocolate sauce, she drizzled it over his junk and then fit the entire thing into her maw, eager to savor the sweetened treat.

“Now, don’t have too much fun,” moaned Prometheus. “Wouldn’t want to end this when we just got started.”

Twilight heard this and slowly pulled out, her tongue gliding across his shaft teasingly and almost made him spurt his load right then if he hadn’t resisted the pleasure. “No, we can’t have that,” she swooned. “I’ve been looking forward to this for far too long. Besides, it’s about time we moved onto some more fetish fun.”

“Have anything in mind for what to do next?” he asked as his heart pounded with eagerness.

“I do indeed,” she smirked as her horn glowed and pulled his feet over to her face. She sniffed his feet, inhaling deeply. Snickering as her whiffs tickled his feet, Prometheus pressed them firmer against her face and watched her hug them tight and continue to embrace them.

“Heheh, you certainly do,” laughed the dragon as he felt her start to lick his soles and looked at her soles to do the same.

“Nothing seems to be working,” gasped Starlight for air. She was frustrated after spending the last twenty minutes making out with Apollo and finally had to stop to breathe. They were sitting before a backdrop of the night sky full of glittering stars and a big, full moon. Sunburst had even let loose fireflies in the room to make it feel more like a romantic Summer’s night for them, though most of the insects had flown off elsewhere in the house before long.

“Is it possible for any creature to be this… dense?” the dragon asked quietly so Sunburst wouldn’t hear.

“Wow, that’s incredible!” exclaimed Sunburst as he looked at his stopwatch. “Do you two know how long you were both making out for?”

“Uh, I’m not sure,” replied Starlight with a nervous chuckle. “When I’m with my uh, woopie darling draggie poo, it feels like time is just standing still.”

“I should have figured that,” chuckled the ever oblivious pony. “When two love birds like yourselves are together everything else in the world just seems to vanish till just the two of you are left. You probably forget I was even here for a little while or even that this was just a test.”

“Why?” asked Starlight, hoping that last remark had some jealousy behind it. “Did it bother you?”

“Bother me?” he repeated. “Not at all. I’ll get better results the more naturally you both react to this. Now, there’s one last test and then we’re done. Just give me a minute to get it set up upstairs.”

They watched him hurry away, looking to be enjoying all this way more than the two of them. “I stand corrected,” sighed Starlight. “Maybe he is that clueless… or maybe he really doesn’t have any feelings for me to become jealous.”

“Well, there’s only one way to know for sure and it’s the final test,” admitted Apollo.

“Thank Celestia,” commented Starlight. “Oh, no offense. I like you just fine, but…”

“I’m no substitute for the one you really love,” he finished for her. “I know and I’m okay with it. It’s his loss if he can’t see what’s right in front of him.”

“Everything’s all set,” Sunburst called down to them. “You can come up now.”

“I got one more chance to make him see,” she commented. “What’s this final test anyway?”

“The only thing we haven’t done yet,” Apollo told her as they came upstairs and saw the big bed made out for them with rose petals all over it and the floor. “Sex in bed.”

“Oh, uh, great,” she replied nervously as they entered the bedroom and saw exactly how Sunburst had gotten it ready, making the room lit by candlelight and lit incense to hide the typical musty smell his home possesed. He had even enchanted a violin to play some romantic music. “You certainly went through a lot of trouble to set this up, just for an experiment. Do we even really need all this stuff if it is just sex?”

“Of course we need all this stuff. I honestly wish I could have done more,” Sunburst admitted. “Anyway, what other time would we need to use all this stuff anyway?”

“Maybe for real, unscientific sex,” Starlight answered under her breath.

“Did you say something?” asked Sunburst.

“Just that I can’t wait to get started with Apollo,” she lied. “All this music and, uh, rose petals really turns me on.”

“Well, don’t mind me,” he instructed the two love birds. “Just do what feels natural.”

“Move over osmium, when it comes to density you’re a distant second to Sunburst,” thought Starlight as she got into bed and under the blanket on one side. Apollo did the same on the other.

As the dragon looked at her, he could see the less than eager look on her face. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” he spoke quietly enough so Sunburst couldn’t hear.

“No, it’s fine,” she sighed. “When I decided to do this, I planned to see it through to the end. If this doesn’t even effect Sunburst in the slightest of ways then there really is nothing between us at all.”

“If that’s the case, then he really is an idiot,” commented Apollo. “Those glasses he has on have to be for show if he can’t see what he has right in front of me.”

His words got a chuckle out of Starlight that Sunburst promptly took note of, yet still not even the slightest look of irritation from him. “Guess we’d best get started,” Starlight told Apollo as she climbed on top of him and gently brushed up against his chest as he ran his claws gently down her back.

“This brings back memories of when we first met,” noted Apollo. “As we embraced one another in the dragon lands, it was such a magical time.”

“Most of that was a bit of a blur while I was under the influence of lust,” admitted Starlight. “But I do recall getting enveloped by something blissfully warm.”

“You mean this?” smiled Apollo as he covered her body with his wings as he hugged her tightly.

“Yeah,” she murred and looked up at him a bit happier. “This does feel really familiar. And then I think we kissed? I remember a warmth against my muzzle next.”

“I believe we did,” he nodded and moved his head forward, pressing his lips against hers as he used one of his hands to caress her cheek. Compared to the overly long kiss from before, this one was much briefer and filled with tons more passion.

“And then we took the plunge,” panted Starlight actually getting into it.

“Quite eagerly at that,” he added.

“I remember the feeling I had back then,” she moaned as she felt his cock pressed against her crotch and the lower half of her belly. “I didn’t want to admit it to anyone back then, not even to Twilight, but I was really depressed. Something had happened, but meeting with you, it made me feel better.”

“It distracted you from it?” he asked as he felt her wiggle around getting into position to slide down and take his dragonhood inside of her.

“That isn’t exactly right,” she admitted. “I think it was more like a placebo, if that makes any sense.”

“I think I’m starting to understand,” he spoke softly to her as he ran his claws through her mane before his eyes widened a bit. “Uh, but perhaps we shouldn’t.”

“Why not?” she asked as she breathed in his sent and began to buck her hips giving them both a feeling of euphoria. “I’m feeling better already.”

“But last time-” he started to say, but he suddenly found his mouth clamped shut magically by Starlight’s glowing horn.

“Shh,” she hushed him. “Let’s just enjoy this.” When her horn stopped glowing, he could freely use his jaw once more.

“If you insist,” he conceded and he kissed her on her nose while she picked up her humping speed.

“Oh, feels so wonderful,” she moaned as she wrapped her hooves around his body while he rubbed her back and made his way down to her flank, rubbing and groping her firm rear. All the while, Sunburst kept on taking notes in silence. The music of the violin became muffled as the sounds of sex grew louder. First, there was Starlight and Apollo’s hastened breathing and the slapping of their crotches as their pre sloshed and squished as dick slipped in and out of pussy. Then there was the bed that rocked and creaked beneath their combined weight as they bounced up and down on it. Finally, moans of bliss escaped their lips as the pleasure made their bodies convulse from the overwhelming sensations.

Eventually, the blanket covering the two of them over came off, exposing their love-making bodies that didn’t pause as Starlight jammed his sheath deep into her once more and let out another lust-filled moan.

“I’m close,” he nibbled at her ear.

“I can tell,” she answered as she felt his chest with her hooves. “Y-You’re so hot. Filled with such a wonderful warmth. I love it.”

“What can I say?” he chuckled. “It comes with being a dragon.”

“I’m ready when you are,” she told him as she looked deeply into his eyes.

“I’m ready,” he answered as he clenched her cheeks and pushed his cock back into her just in time as his dick pulsed and finally shot his spunk into her, filling her with his warmth.

“Oh!” she moaned with bliss as she reveled in the pleasure. “Oh, so wonderful. I love you. I love you, Sunburst!”

“She said it again,” thought Apollo as he saw the look on her face after she realized what she had said as well, a mix of surprise and tension. Quickly, she got off of Apollo and turned to Sunburst who seemed just as shocked by this. “Sunburst, I-”

“Wow, you really got into it,” he replied, his voice somewhat shaky, but he managed to keep most of his composure. I got some really great data from all this.”

“Data!” snapped Starlight as her eyes started to water as she grew terribly upset. “That’s all you care about! I love you Sunburst! I always have and even now I do, but clearly you still see us as just friends.”

“But Starlight-”

“I thought that finally you were ready to confess your love to me,” she sniffled. “That you were going to be the one in that bed with me.” Tears blurring her vision, Starlight rubbed them away and then headed back downstairs. “I can’t be here anymore…”

“Wait! Starlight!” he cried, but his words didn’t reach her.

“It doesn’t look like this turned out how you expected it to,” commented Apollo. “But if you wanted to break her heart then you’ve clearly succeeded.”

“That’s not what I wanted,” Sunburst stated sadly. “Not at all.”

“I think this was my favorite one so far,” murred Twilight, clad in purple scales as she had taken on the form of a dragon while Prometheus had been turned into a Pegasus Pony. “The sleek design, the strength, oh, and the greed and desire I’m filled with is so intense. Murr! How are dragons able to focus on anything else when every fiber of my being is lusting for you?”

“Dragons are usually greedy for more things than sex,” Prometheus replied, the winged horse suddenly the smaller one in the relationship and quickly found that to be something to dread as Twilight looked upon him with eyes full of longing. He curled his body up, shaking a little as he felt incredibly vulnerable while not coated in a thick layer of scales. “Plus, I think you might be a tad too horny to begin with.”

“Perhaps,” she admitted before smirking quite deviously at him. “Now loosen up and give me that cock! I haven’t had my fill yet.”

“But isn’t ten times enough,” he whimpered. “We’ve done food play, foot fetish, bondage, species swap, and plenty of other things. I know this might be the pony me talking, but… couldn’t we just cuddle for a while?”

“Oh, you’re obviously just a bit drained from the sex we already had,” Twilight told him, using her draconic strength to easily move his legs away from his crotch to expose his flaccid member. It wasn’t that he was no longer attracted to the purple vixen. Quite the opposite, he was only getting turned on more as she pressed her lush melons against his face while she ran her claws gently through his mane. He was just as she had put it, out of gas while her tank looked as full as ever.

“Not doing it for you?” she asked before turning around to give him a face full of her bare buttocks as she maneuvered her tail around the back of his head and fondled his package with it. He could smell the lust radiating from her crotch and it was oozing desire like she had been sex starved for weeks. Prometheus couldn’t help wonder just what kind of monster had he gotten into bed with. “Still no good?”

“S-Sorry,” he apologized. “I’m out of stamina and there’s nothing you can do about that.”

“Oh, can’t I?” she grinned as she got out of bed and coiled her poor mate up on her tail as she hurried through her home and down the stairs.

“Princess Twilight!” bellowed Tirek outside her castle, monstrously large and ready for revenge. “I know you’re in there! Now, prepare to suffer my wrath!” He rushed at her castle, aiming to smash it to bit as the start of his payback. However, like so many others before him, the second he even came in contact with the castle, he was zapped away to the other dimension, his zap more like a massive bolt of lightning mixed with a crash of thunder due to his size.

“Another one?!?” cried Chrysalis as practically all of Ponyville was trapped within the Friend Zone with her as well as a large number of other ponies and creatures who came to visit Twilight as such an inopportune time. With Tirek added, it made their already cramped situation even worse. “How much longer does she intend to keep us here?”

“Ugh, where are we?” groaned Tirek as he looked around. “What is this place?”

“Pretty much a prison for anyone that goes near the castle,” groaned Chrysalis, flying onto his shoulder just for the fact there was more space there than on the ground. A number of the ponies and other creatures climbed onto him thinking the same thing.

“Hey! Get off me!” snapped Tirek, really irked by this as he tried swatting them away, but he barely had room to move himself. “This is worse than Tartarus! Let me out! Do you hear me Princess Twilight? Let me out of here!”

“Sounds like we got a big one this time,” chuckled Twilight as she carried her mate to the basement of her castle and into a dark room filled with a number of old scrolls and potions that looked like they hadn’t been touched in quite some time. For a place within the Castle of Friendship, it appeared like something one would find in a more fiendish locale.

“Where are we?” he wondered quite nervously as Twilight locked the door behind them.

“Just my private study,” she answered as she wiped the dust away from the bottles of potions to read their labels. She stopped when she found the one she wanted, a long skinny vile of green liquid. She picked it up and pulled off the rubber stopper to sniff the contents like she was checking to see if it had passed its expiration date. The sinister smirk that spread on her was evidence enough that it hadn’t. Maneuvering Prometheus over to her front side she brought the potion to his lips intent to make him drink it. “I’ve wanted to try this potion from Zecora’s for ages. I won’t get a better time than now.”

“What’s that supposed to do?” he wondered with a very worried look on his face. The potion was just a slight tilt away from running out of the vile and into his maw.

“Just something to help get you back in action,” she explained. Just gulp it down and you’ll begging for more of my pussy.”

Without any choice as Twilight started to give it to him, Prometheus drank down the contents, the taste repulsively bitter that he spat trying to get the taste off of his mouth. As he did, he noticed his body started to change, scales returning and replacing the pony hair that currently covered his body. At the same time, Twilight was replacing scale with hair. Her long, thick tail shrank as it also reverted to normal and released Prometheus as it lost its dexterity.

“Looks like my species swap spell decided to wear off,” commented Twilight still smirking as she looked at Prometheus, her head at first looking down at him and slowly changing to up as their sizes switched back to normal.

“Oh, murr,” groaned Prometheus with revitalized lust. He rubbed his crotch as his dick hardened up once more. “Why do I get the feeling you had all this planned out?”

“Maybe a little,” she admitted, rubbing his shaft and watched it leak pre. “Looks like you’re all set to go again.”

“Terribly so,” he nodded, so horny he reached down to fap himself off, but, with her magic, Twilight kept his claws at bay.

“No, no, no,” she told him as she teased his cock with one hoof and rubbed his balls with the other. “These are my toys to play with.”

“F-Fine,” Prometheus conceded. “Then let’s get to humping. That potion worked too well!”

“One more moment,” Twilight told him with a devious smirk on his face. “First, let’s make some improvements on your equipment.”

“Improvements?” he wondered, but only for a moment as he felt Twilight’s magic flow over his cock and balls and penetrate them. Dragonhood twitching and pulsing, its size began to increase despite him already being at his full length. It just kept on swelling larger, getting longer and thicker before both their eyes.

Prometheus was average for a dragon of his size, but quickly his cock grew large enough to be the envy of all dragons. His balls had a similar fate as they were enlarged too, quickly reaching a thickness comparable to watermelons as they hung down from his crotch and rest on the floor. Prometheus was speechless at his improved endowment and was only certain he had stopped growing once Twilight hugged and brushed up against his length, giving the head a lick to taste his pre as it oozed out far more intensely thanks to his bigger balls.

“Mmm, NOW you’re ready,” Twilight stated as she reclined back onto the floor and spread her legs. “Give me all you got, big guy.” She gave him a wink and like every fibre of his being was telling him to do just that.

Prometheus shoved his thick dick into her pussy, practically orgasming into her the second he did. “Oh, this feels so good!” he wailed with ecstasy as Twilight cried with a mix of pleasure and pain at receiving his a big rod into her so forcefully.

“Yes it does,” she agreed, seeing the lower half of her abdomen bulge where his cock pressed against it. Her insides were burning hot from his rod and only added to the feeling of heat she was experiencing. It was a feeling of pleasure greater than any she had ever known before. “Oh, this feeling of euphoria… it’s beyond words or logic. It it wonderful! I want more! Keep humping and pounding! The day’s far from over and I’m not nearly satisfied yet!”

“I have to agree with you there,” he murred as he pinned her front legs on the ground and began humping into her with incredible vigor, their wails echoing through the catacombs beneath the castle.

“Starlight! “Starlight!” called Sunburst as he searched the streets of the Crystal Empire. The sun was setting and it was already getting harder to see. “Starlight, where are you?”

After circling around the area three times, he paused to catch his breath by the statue of Spike. His mane had become more a frazzled mess than usual in his frantic search. Taking a seat, he held his head, unable to think about what to do. “I screwed up,” he cried. “I messed things up again. Now Starlight probably wants nothing to do with me. She’s probably at the station about to leave me forever!”

After saying that, a look of excited revelation hit him. “She’s at the station!” Getting up, he could hear the sound of the train’s whistle as it was quickly approaching the Crystal Empire. In a panic, he raced off again, praying that he’d make it in time.

“We’ve arrived at the Crystal Empire,” called the conductor as ponies disembarked on one side and started to get on from the other. “All aboard for the following stops, Canterlot, Ponyville, and Appaloosa!” He watched as the ponies boarded the train till only Starlight remained, staring at it with an uncertain sadness in her eyes. “Lady, are you boarding or not? We’ve got a schedule to keep.”

“Yeah, I’m coming,” she sighed and started forward to the train.

“Starlight!” called out Sunburst as he hurried onto the platform, just in time to see her stepping foot onto the train. “Please! Please don’t go!”

Sounding it’s whistle one more time, the locomotive’s wheels started to turn slowly as it left the station. Black clouds billowed out of the smokestack as the train picked up speed and before long it was racing out of the Crystal Empire and through the cold, arctic north.

“Sunburst,” spoke Starlight calmly as she stood on the platform once more, looking at the nerdy Stallion, exhausted and wheezing from running all the way over. “What is it? Was there another experiment you forgot to conduct?”

“Starlight, I-”

“Well, you can forget it,” she snapped at him. “I don’t even know what I am to you anymore if this is why you called me all the way out here. I thought you cared for me, or, at the very least liked me.”

“Starlight, I love you,” he told her.

“Yeah, that’s great, but that doesn’t-” she started to say, but quickly came to a stop after realizing what he had said. “You… love me?”

“Yes,” he nodded. “I do. I love you, Starlight.”

“Oh… well,” blushed Starlight more confused now than ever. “She turned away to hide her face from him. “You, uh, certainly have a weird way of showing it, making me do all those experiments.”

“The truth is, Starlight,” he admitted. “They weren’t tests. I was… trying to get you to move on from me.”

“I’m sorry,” she told him. “The more you are trying to clear things up, the more lost I’m getting.”

“Remember that dinner we had with our parents way back,” he told her. “You know… the one that ended in a complete disaster.”

“That narrows it down to every dinner we have with them, but I assume you are talking about the one when your mother asked when we were going to get married and give them grandkids.”

“Y-Yeah,” the orange stallion sweated even worse than when he had been running. “That one.”

“What about it?” she wondered. “Those kinds of awkward questions are standard for parents to always ask their kids.”

“I know that and I lied saying we didn’t like each other that way,” he continued. “Even when we both took the plunge and… did it. I remember we made a promise to tell them what they had been longing to hear for years.”

“Which you didn’t,” she sighed. “Admittedly, I was hurt when you said we weren’t in a relationship and then you started avoiding me, ignoring my letters and keeping yourself busy with work.”

“I couldn’t face you,” Sunburst told her. “Commitment frightened me and like a coward I ran away from the problem… again.”

“Well, if not for Twilight, I might have done something foolish too,” Starlight confessed to help ease his own guilt. “Possibly total world destruction levels foolish.”

“You kind of did destroy the world,” he stated. “Mine anyway… during the mating season.”

“How was,” Starlight started to say until the pieces started to come together. “You thought we were over because of that? Because I got pregnant and had a daughter? I may not have intended for that to happen, but I am not sorry that happened. I am happy to have Blue in my life, but that never meant it was over for us. In a way, I may have wanted all that just to get back at you… to hurt you.”

“I was hurt, but I was happy that you had a chance at motherhood. Because… I’m just no good at it.”

“You’re no good at motherhood?” chuckled Starlight. “Well, the right spell could fix that.”

“No, not that,” he corrected himself feeling a bit embarrassed. “You turned out ready to be a parent and I still am not. I don’t know if I’ll ever be and I didn’t want you and Blue to be waiting for someone who might never come around. That wouldn’t be right, which is why, I tracked down the dragon you mated with and together we set up this whole elaborate ruse to try and help you two fall in love.”

“Then you set this up for me?” questioned Starlight. “And that whole cumming into a test tube when I arrived was part of it too?”

“I figured if you walked in on something that awkward you wouldn’t doubt what I was doing,” he admitted. “Also, it was the single most embarrassing thing I’ve ever done, but I did it all for you. Despite how well everything was working out, it failed at the end. I don’t know what went wrong.”

“Maybe the fact that it failed from the very start,” Starlight said, this time being the one to explain things. “I didn’t know this was a setup or that Apollo was in on it too. In fact, he was the one who suggested we go along to try and get you jealous. The one thing I don’t get is if he knew this wasn’t going to work in the first place, why did he even suggest it to me?.”

“Looks like all the pieces are finally coming together,” stated Apollo as he flew down onto the platform to join them.

“Why’d you suggest we do all that to get Sunburst jealous if you knew he wanted to get us together?” she questioned him.

“Well, first off,” he answered. “I’m a dragon of my word so I couldn’t just blab the truth out to either of you. Secondly, I figured this would all work out in the end if you two care this much for one another. Finally, it was a lot of fun too. Heheh, I can’t say I didn’t enjoy it, awkwardness and all.”

“That kinda makes sense, I guess,” Starlight said pondering all that over. “I didn’t realize how far you would go for my happiness.”

“And, though I hid it well, I was burning with jealousy the entire time,” Sunburst confessed as he showed Starlight a bottle filled with a red cloud. “I have like a dozen of these filled with my blind rage back in my house. Every chance I got, I had to empty out my anger.”

“We better take care of them before something happens,” suggested Starlight. “But, right now, I’m just glad to know that we can finally be together.”

“I’d love to be with you, Starlight,” he nodded. “But I’m still not sure if I’m ready.”

“I wasn’t ready for a child either,” she told him. “But I don’t think anyone is. Even so, you take responsibility anyway and make it through somehow. Just come back to Ponyville with me and you’ll see. Everything will be fine. Blue will be fine. We will be fine.”

“Well, after this,” smiled Sunburst. “I realize that I don’t want you to spend your life with anybody else, but me.”

“Hearing you say that makes everything we’ve been through completely worth it,” smiled Starlight as she pressed her lips to Sunburst who embraced her in a passionate kiss.

“Well, looks like my work here is done,” stated Apollo while they were still making out. “If you guys come up with any more complicated plans that require a dragon or something, come get me. You guys are a hoot and a half.” Taking off into the sky after saying that, Apollo headed for home while Starlight and Sunburst continued their embrace.

“Where did the day go?” yawned Ember as she and Spike pulled the two strollers, Ember pushing the one with Blaze in it while Spike took care of the one with Flare and Blue in it. All three babies were sound asleep, tuckered out after a full day of playing.”

“The day goes by fast when you’re nauseous,” commented Spike.

“Oh, I didn’t spin you around that much,” she snickered. “But that was a lovely shade of green you turned.”

“Ha ha ha,” Spike fake laughed. “Daddy always has to look like a dopey clown in front of the kids. Why can’t mommy?”

“You play the part so well,” Ember chuckled. “No sense in even competing.” Ember then came to a stop and looked around curiously. Spike stopped and watched her. “Hey, isn’t Ponyville kinda deserted?”

“Now that you mention it, there isn’t a soul around,” realized Spike as he looked around too. “Don’t tell me Twilight isn’t done yet.”

“Not done?” wondered Ember. “You mean, she’s still doing it, but it’s been hours. How horny can one pony be?”

“You don’t wanna know,” shivered Spike as they made their way back to the castle. Ember approached the steps to knock on the door, but, quick to act, Spike stopped her. “Don’t take another step,” he warned her and received a confused look. “Just trust me on this. We’ll know when it’s safe to go back inside. There’s a signal.”

“What kind of signal?” she asked as the ground around them started to rumble. “I-Is this an earthquake.”

“No, but I have a feeling it’s-” Spike started to say as they held the baby carriages steady. Then, out of the Castle of Friendship, a beam of magic fired out of it and into the sky, bursting like a firework in the shape of a heart. “That’s the signal, Spell Number 69. Looks like she’s finally done.”

“Why do I have the feeling I don’t wanna know,” commented Ember as she watched Spike approach the castle and open the door without getting zapped away to the friend zone.

“Because you really don’t,” he told her and walked back down to carefully bring the carriage with Blue and Flare up them and into the castle. Ember followed after him with Blaze and they made their way towards Twilight’s library.

Meanwhile, outside, one after another, all the ponies and other creatures that had been trapped in the Friend Zone started to return in a flash of magic. Quickly, they all hurried away, rushing home till only Chrysalis and Tirek remained.

“I don’t know what all that was about, but I will get my revenge!” the queen of the Changelings hissed.

“And I will get my revenge too!” snarled Tirek. The two then just stood there, not daring to go near the castle, unsure if it was actually safe to do so now. “Uh, after you,” offered Tirek.

“No, you can get your revenge first,” she replied. “My vengeance can wait.”

“I insist, ladies first,” he told her and gestured for her to go.

“My, certainly the gentleman,” she smiled. “How about we put a pin in this whole vengeance thing and go find some ponies to feast upon.”

“That depends,” he asked her running his fingers through his beard. “What part of the ponies do you feast upon?”

“Their love,” she answered just drooling at the thought and famished from her time in the Friend Zone.

“I eat their magic,” he told her.

“Really now,” she said as they started to walk away together. “That’s very interesting. And is that why you’re so huge?”

“Strong too,” the big, red beast bragged as he flexed his muscles. “Not the biggest I’ve been, but if I can get my hands on a few Alicorns I might be able to fix that.”

“Does it make you bigger down there too?” the black, bug pony creature asked as she blushed.

“Heh, well, maybe I’ll let you see for yourself, tonight,” he offered her as they walked off together.

“We’re back,” Spike greeted Twilight and Prometheus as they entered the library to find them sorting books. “How was your date?”

“Very fun,” smiled Twilight as she placed a few books on the shelf. “We’ve just about finished reorganizing the shelves.”

“How many times did you do that?” smirked Spike in a knowing voice. “Ten? Twenty?”

“I think we just did it once,” answered Prometheus as he yawned. “Though I am having a but trouble recalling most of what happened during. It feels like I blinked and the whole day flew by. I must’ve really enjoyed myself, though, cause I feel really good.”

“I told you booksortcations are very therapeutic,” Twilight stated. “We should do this again sometime… maybe next week.”

“Perhaps we could join you,” suggested Ember. “We’re practically family, after all.”

“Um, no, I’m sure we’ll be busy then,” worried Spike.

“Nonsense,” chuckled Ember with a devious glint in her eyes. “It sounds like a great stress reliever.”

“You’re more than welcome to come,” agreed Twilight. “I can even show you some of my tricks… for proper book sorting.”

“Sounds good to me,” smirked Ember. “We’ll see you two next week then, but right now, we should be getting home.”

“Ok, see you two later,” Twilight called to them.

“Bye,” waved Prometheus.

“See ya,” Spike said before turning to Ember. “Why do I get the feeling I’m going to regret your decision?”

“Oh, you need to loosen up a little, Spoike,” replied a snickering Ember.

“You’re never going to let that die, are you?” he questioned her.

“Nope.”

Earthquake Fluttershy

“Here you go, little critters,” smiled Fluttershy as she finished hanging the last of the bird feeders in the trees of her animal sanctuary. The birds chirped happily and the squirrels squeaked with joy as they happily feasted on the seed and nuts in them. “Oh, it was no trouble at all, little ones.”

Flying off, the pink-haired, yellow Pony scanned the area from overhead, checking to make sure that everyone was enjoying themselves. She could see a hippo was chilling in the lake while her bear friend, Harry was enjoying a honeycomb as he rested in the shade of a tree. Next, she turned to where Angel Bunny was sitting and having a picnic with Fluttershy’s daughter, Summer Snow. The little, white bundle of dragon-pony joy had her blanket wrapped around her as she picked up a plastic cup of imaginary tea and sipped it.

“Well, looks like everyone is taken care of for now,” figured Fluttershy as she wiped the sweat from her forehead and then fluttered down toward the picnic.

“Mama,” spoke Summer happily waving up to Fluttershy. Angel also waved to Fluttershy as she took her seat.

“I hope you two have been enjoying yourselves,” she told them rubbing both their heads gently. Summer then reached for an empty plate. She leaned a little too far and fell on on belly, but quickly managed to sit up again and offer the plate to her mother.

“Sc-Sc-Scowowo,” she tried to say.

“I’d love a scone,” replied Fluttershy, pretending to pick one up and take a bite. “Mmm, delicious. Did you make them yourself?”

“Angie elp,” she said pointing at her little bunny friend.

“That was very sweet of you, Angel,” praised Fluttershy. “You are such a wonderful godbunny, to little Summer here. Now, if your imaginary tummies are all full, how about I set up our real picnic now?”

With a nod from both of them, Fluttershy grabbed a nearby picnic basket and lifted up the flaps. Taking a leafy green salad with carrots, tomatoes, and a cherry on top, she gave that to Angel. Next, she took out a bag of apple slices, a juice box, and a baggie of mixed gemstone for Summer to have. Taking one of the slices of apples, Fluttershy happily fed it to her daughter who munched it up quite joyfully.

“Now, eat up your apples and juice and then you can have your gems for a snack afterwards,” instructed Fluttershy as she reached in a grabbed a sandwich and juice for herself. Sighing contently as the bright, warm sun shined down on them, she felt in as much ease as she could have possibly been in. “This is such a wonderfully perfect day.”

As soon as she said this, however, a large dark shadow suddenly moved in and blanketed the entire sanctuary. In an instant, the sunny day suddenly felt like it had become dusk. “That’s strange,” commented Fluttershy. “The weather ponies cleared the clouds out of the sky today.” Looking up, Fluttershy checked the sky. “Did they miss… one…” Her voice cracked as she quickly discovered what had darkened their bright day. It was a dragon and a massive one at that. His body was so large that on his own he was enough to eclipse the sun entirely. The dragon was covered mostly with white scales, and light gray ones across his chest in overlapping v-shapes that started from his shoulders and continued down over his stomach and over on the underside of his tail. Across his back, he had spikes of a transparent blue hue that looked just like icicles. The tip of his tail was in the shape of a spiked ball and at his current size it could have easily demolished Twilight’s castle in no more than a few good swings from it. “Oh, my.”

“Ungh! Uh!” cried Summer, seeing the huge dragon and fearfully clutched both her mother and her blanket for comfort. “Ma… Mama…”

“There, there,” she petted her precious child on her head. “Don’t worry. That dragon is probably just flying by and will be gone before you know it. Anyway, no matter what, we’ll protect you from any harm.”

Looking back up at the dragon, Fluttershy observed what it was doing. It was just hovering high in the sky and craning his head one direction and the other. On occasion he scratched his head and let out a deep, “Hmm…”

“I think he’s a little lost,” guessed Fluttershy as she observed his actions. Gathering up her courage, she called up to him. “Um, excuse me, Mr. Dragon. If you are lost, I’d be more than happy to help you out.” Though her voice was soft and delicate, the dragon looked down towards Fluttershy, squinting his eyes to better see the pint-sized creature. Nervously, Fluttershy waved to greet him. “H-Hi there. Just tell me where you wanna go and I’ll help you find it.”

“No, that’s okay,” he spoke, his voice was deep, but didn’t sound as intimidating as one would expect from a beast of such proportions. “I’ve arrived.”

“Oh, that’s just- uh, arrived?” questioned Fluttershy before the huge dragon began to descend on the animal sanctuary. It flapped its massive wings to slow its descent, sending powerful blasts of wind down. Quickly, the birds flew off and the land dwelling animals took shelter wherever they could get it. Fluttershy hugged both Angel and Summer tightly as she did her best to brace against the winds and keep them planted in place.

“Gotta hold on,” she groaned as she struggled to not let the wind blow them away. “Gotta keep them safe. Gotta…” Before she could say more, Harry hugged her tightly as he helped better weight them down. “Thanks, Harry.”

The dragon finally reached the ground, landing with a bit of a boom despite only falling for a few feet from the last time he halted his descent. “Fluttershy, it’s so good to see… you…” His words started to trail off as he saw the four of them huddled together along with the damage he caused while he landed. Once the winds died down, Harry and Angel sprang into action, standing in front of Fluttershy and Summer to keep them safe from the invading dragon. Angel gripped a fork in one of his paws and wore the bowl his salad had been on his head while Harry bared his claws.

The two of them were ready to fight, expecting to lay their lives down against this colossal terror. They felt ready for anything, but they weren’t ready for what the dragon did next. Taking his pointer claw from both his hands, he tapped them together timidly. “S-Sorry,” he apologized. “I-I’m still not quite used to my new size yet. I probably should have taken more time to adjust and I’m sure you would have probably preferred a letter at least a week in advance before I showed up. The thing is, even if I did try to write to you where would I get paper and quill large enough for me to write with. I didn’t know where to find you so not like I would be able to send it. So I just started to search around all over until I finally found you. And, I got so excited I ended up getting a bit too exuberant and gave you all a scare. I’m so, so sorry and if this is not a good time then I could come back some other time.” There was an awkward silence as Fluttershy and the others attempted to process that mouthful the dragon just spewed. They just looked at one another and then back at the dragon, not sure just how to respond. Finally, the dragon sighed and started to rise up. “Or… I could just go away and never come back.”

“Wait a minute,” Fluttershy told him as she put down Summer and moved in closer, walking past Angel and Harry to get a closer look at the dragon. She stared into his green eyes and her jaw slowly lowered. “Tundra? Is that you?”

“Uh huh,” he nodded. “It is.”

“But you’re so… big,” she said in such disbelief. “I mean, it has been some time since we’ve seen each other, but you were only a bit taller than Spike back then.”

“Well, dragons are typically meant to grow huge,” he explained. “And, due to their long lives, most dragons typically have most of their growth spaced out evenly through the centuries. However, there have been cases where dragons get very massive growth spurts practically overnight and that’s what happened to me. One night, I was sleeping peacefully, in my cave, and then, the next morning, it was reduced to rubble because I outgrew it. I was so shocked that I started to panic and when I panic I start to prattle on, which can be a pretty hard thing to do when you have nobody around to talk to so I-”

With a hoof against his muzzle, Fluttershy stopped him from rambling on anymore. “It’s okay. There’s no need for you to be nervous, Tundra. We’re all friends here.” Flying back over to Angel and Harry she smiled at them while they were still trying to process all this. “Angel… Harry… I’d like you two to meet Tundra, Summer Snow’s father.” Hearing this, it was their turn for their jaws to drop.

“N-Nice to meet you both,” he smiled meekly, slowly moving a claw towards them as a substitute for shaking hands with them. Harry and Angel looked at one another and then the bunny climbed onto the bear’s arm and together they shook the dragon’s finger.

“Now, would you like to meet your daughter?” wondered Fluttershy.

“It’s the whole reason I came out here,” he nodded. “That and to catch up with you. Did you ever manage to build that animal sanctuary you told me about?”

“You’re actually laying on half of it,” she giggled.

“Oh, sorry,” he apologized again.

“It’s quite alright,” she assured him. “The animals were just a little startled by you, but once they realize you’re as gentle as a bunny they’ll come back and warm up to you.”

“Ok, but if there are any bats here, could you do me a favor and tell them my nose is not a cave for them to sleep in?” he asked her and scratch a claw on his snout. “Nothing’s worse than a tickly nostril.”

“I’ll be sure to tell them,” giggled Fluttershy at the thought.

“Hey, dragon!” shouted Rainbow Dash as she, Twilight, and a small army of ponies made their way over. The force of ponies were armed with swords, spears, and axes and were ready to combat the massive lizard, though to Tundra, such weapons were no bigger than toothpicks to him. “If you’re so hungry, how about I give you a knuckle sandwich?”

“Hungry?” questioned Fluttershy before turning back to Tundra. “What is she talking about?”

“Um, well, I may have gotten hungry in my search for you,” he admitted bashfully. “And I already skipped breakfast to get an early start, but typically I like to have three square meals a day. Anyway, it was practically lunch time and I really had to eat something, but finding a decent meal for a dragon my size isn’t an easy task and well, I just ate the first tasty thing that I saw. Anyway, who builds a home out of food? I mean it’s either food or shelter right?”

“Just skip ahead to when you took a bite out of my castle,” interrupted Twilight.

“I’m sorry,” he whimpered. “It just looked so tasty and I only took a little nibble to curve my hungry pangs.”

“Yeah, but a nibble to you is practically the entire top section of the castle,” Rainbow Dash pointed out.

“I’m sure he didn’t mean any harm,” promised Fluttershy. “He came to see me and Summer. He’s her father, after all.”

“That’s Summer’s daddy?” gasped Rainbow Dash. “How?!? His junk has gotta be bigger than you!”

“I had a growth spurt since then,” he answered. “And again, I’m very, very sorry. I didn’t think I’d get so big and I wanted to see Fluttershy and my daughter before I end up getting any bigger.”

“There’s a bigger size?” questioned Rainbow Dash. “How big can a dragon get?”

“Big as a mountain from what I’ve heard,” answered Twilight. “It is typically a more spaced out growth, though from what Ember told me, one in every seven dragons does tend to have accelerated growth and get huge practically overnight.”

“One in seven,” pondered Rainbow. “Let’s see… Red… Orange… Yellow… Green… Blue… um… Purple… and Indi- I gotta go! My home is already cramped as is!” Rainbow Dash flew off, vanishing in a rainbow trail.

“So, can you forgive him, Twilight?” asked Fluttershy returning focus to the matter at hand.

“Well, the castle should be good as new in a few days,” considered Twilight. “And I was mostly worried for Blue and Nova’s safety, but since it was a simple mistake and you came all this way to see Fluttershy and your daughter, then sure. I can forgive you.”

“Oh, thank you very much,” smiled Tundra happily. “I don’t know what I would have done if all those ponies started to attack me. If I moved too fast to get away, I might’ve accidentally crushed them all by accident.”

“Truth be told,” admitted Twilight looking down at her force of ponies, each of them breathing a sigh of relief that they didn’t have to be ants fighting an elephant. “We weren’t all that certain what we would have been able to do if you weren’t friendly.”

The Ponyville Express pulled out of the station of the Crystal Empire as it started its journey back towards Ponyville. On board, Starlight and Sunburst were seated, riding in a train car divided up into private rooms. Sitting across from them was the dragon Apollo, the father to Starlight’s daughter, Blue. The dragon appeared as laid back as ever as he looked out the window and watched the scenery fly by.

“You know,” Apollo commented as the turned to speak with his traveling companions. “It’s really nice to be traveling without needing to fly. It’s definitely a lot more comfortable and my wings won’t get sore.”

“Trains are a wonderful modern convenience,” agreed Sunburst. “But, uh, Apollo, why are you here again?”

“Why am I here?” he replied, acting like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Don’t you remember? I said I would be back to visit you guys.”

“I know you said you wanted to be around the next time we were doing something,” Starlight told the dragon still surprised by how much he bore a striking resemblance to Sunburst. “But I didn’t think you’d end up coming back the very next day… when we hadn’t even called for you.”

“I was still in the neighborhood and I just had a feeling you two were up to something fun and lo and behold I was right,” he smiled. “You’ve booked a private room on this train and with the amount of time we’ll be riding on it, I can already imagine all the fun we can have.”

“Apollo!” cried Sunburst, looking rather embarrassed that he’d even suggest making their trip R-rated. “We’re not about to do anything of the sort. We’re on this train so that I can go see Blue, not fool around with Starlight at eighty miles per hour.”

“I’m afraid I don’t understand,” admitted Apollo. “What’s the point of these private rooms if not to hump across Equestria? I mean, for far cheaper you could have gotten regular seats and not gotten intimate.”

“I know,” answered Sunburst as he opened the flap in his satchel and looked at a number of vials he had in it filled with a cloudy, red vapor. “I just wanted to try and get through these as quickly as possible.”

“And those are?” asked Apollo as he watched Sunburst hesitantly remove the cork, causing the red cloud to rise out and seep into his head through his nose, ears, and eyes. Reacting to it, Sunburst closed his eyes and tilted his head. Then, rubbing his temple, he appeared like he was suffering from a migraine. A vein even throbbed in his forehead. All this had Apollo curious for a minute, but after that he became disinterested. “Well, that wasn’t very interesting.”

“Grr,” growled Sunburst to Apollo’s returned intrigue. The pony gritted his teeth and then opened his eyes showing they were glowing red with blind fury. Apollo didn’t even get a chance to react as Sunburst leapt at him with all his meager might, attempting to pin him to his seat and look him dead in the eye. “If you even think about touching my beloved Glim Glam again, I’ll bucking bite your stupid head off!”

“Heheh, now THIS is interesting,” chuckled Apollo, far more amused than frightened at an aggressive Sunburst.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” panted the unicorn, a few seconds later, as he took a few steps back, panting hard. “That wasn’t me, well it was, but from yesterday.”

“Basically, he was bottling up all his negative emotions during our ‘experiments’ and now he’s trying to work through them all.”

“I’ve heard of bottling up emotions, but this certainly takes it to another level,” Apollo grinned and reached over to pluck another of the bottles out of the satchel. In his claws, he looked at it curiously, the swirling red mist within it, swirling in an attempt to get out and flow into the dragon, but the cork kept it confined.

“Careful with that,” warned Sunburst. “That’s got my anger in it and it’ll seek out the nearest creature to make them express the emotion I was feeling at the time.”

“So, you can even use this to make other creatures feel what you’ve felt,” he noted. A smirk spread across the dragon’s sharp-toothed muzzle. It was a look that Starlight and Sunburst would only lead to trouble. “Think of the possibilities!”

“I’ve seen what it can do, first hoof,” countered Starlight. “At least Sunburst divided his anger into a bunch of bottles instead of just one so they could be more easily managed in small bursts.”

“That is a good idea,” nodded the dragon. “Still, that’s a lot of anger for one pony to get out on their own. Mind if I help unload all this emotional baggage?”

“I don’t know if that would be the best idea,” worried Sunburst. “Anger is quite a volitile emotion and not every creature is good at venting it.”

“Oh, come on,” pleaded the dragon making the most adorable begging face he could with quivering lips and puppy dog eyes. “What could go wrong?”

“Besides enraging a dragon that possesses claws, that can shred things like a hot knife through butter, teeth strong enough to grind gemstones into dust, and breathe of flames, nothing,” answered Starlight.

“Well, if that’s all, here goes nothing,” replied Apollo, not heeding any of their concerns as he removed the cork and let the rage possess him. His eyes glowed a burning red and he stood up pounding on his chest as embers spewed from his maw. “Size is relative! It’s only natural for dragons to be the larger species! Technique is more important! Yah!” Apollo lunged forward in anger. Quickly, Starlight and Sunburst moved out of the way and watched as the dragon tore through the leather on the seats with his claws and then took a bite out of the cushioning inside.

“Care to give me a little context to where this anger stemmed from?” questioned Starlight as she put up a magical shield to keep herself safe.

“N-Not really,” blushed Sunburst as he backed away as far as he could from the furious dragon, waiting for the effects of the anger to wear off on him.

“Heheh hahahah,” laughed Apollo once he returned to his senses and coughed up some of the cushion. “This would be a wild party game, especially if we could fill these bottles with all sorts of different emotions.”

“Yeah… that sounds like a terrible idea,” replied Sunburst.

“Well, we’ve got about eight hours till we reach our destination,” pointed out Apollo. “How did you plan to pass the time?”

“I brought the Crystal Chronicler with me,” he answered, pulling it out of his satchel. “I’ve brought the comics page for a good laugh and we can even take turns doing the crosswords.”

“Can I borrow one of those empty bottles to help contain my excitement?” asked Starlight sarcastically.

“Starlight?” asked Sunburst.

“Well, maybe it might be fun to give that party game idea of his a try,” she admitted. “Uh, you could think of it as research.”

“Um, well, I suppose if you put it like that, it could be worth investigating,” he conceded.

“Then I guess it’s my turn to give it a try,” she replied, sounding like she was actually eager to do this (and just as much uninterested in Sunburst’s idea of a fun way to pass the time). Taking one of Sunburst’s anger-filled bottles out, she opened it and absorbed the rage.

“We might wanna get down,” worried Sunburst as he covered his head with his cloak.

“She couldn’t be any worse than a pissed off dragon,” commented Apollo as Starlight gritted her teeth and her horn glowed brightly, building up an enormous amount of magical power. “Um, then again…”

“FUCK!!!” she raged and blasted a hole in the train’s roof. Apollo stood up and looked at their new skylight then down at Starlight, the anger dispelled in that one massive explosion. Seeing what she had done, she looked immediately regretful at what she had done.

Sunburst went into his satchel to chest how many bits he had. “This should cover some of the damages, but I’ll need to Cadence and Shining Armor will be able to help me out with the rest.” He sighed. “Well, guess I won’t be doing much antiquing in Ponyville this time.”

“Best! Game! Ever!” cheered the dragon, much to the others’ dismay. “Quick, take your turn, Sunburst, so that I can go again.”

“Would you like more tea?” Fluttershy offered to Tundra. The two of them, along with Angel, Harry, and Snow were continuing to enjoy their picnic once more. While the picnic was a proper size for most of them, to a giant dragon like Tundra, the blanket was not even big enough to be a napkin and everything else was even smaller.

“Yes, please,” he answered, somehow managing to hold the teacup with two claws by the handle and not crush it to dust. Brining it over to Fluttershy, she poured him another cup. She watched as he slowly brought it to his maw, not even keeping the cup steady so as not to spill any of it.

“Careful,” she warned him. “It’s still a bit hot. You might want to blow on it first.”

“I’d probably just make it hotter if I did,” he pointed out. “You know, fire breath and all.”

“Oh, right,” she blushed and flew over to his cup. “Then let me help.” With a gentle breath, she blew on his tea.

“Thanks,” he smiled and managed to sip up what was no more than a drop to him.

“Happy to help,” she smiled flying back down and looked in her basket before looking back up at Tundra. “Would you care for a sandwich?”

“Sure,” he nodded. “One with mustard if you have it, but not spicy mustard. Spicy food tends to upset my belly.”

“Spicy food upsets my tummy too,” Fluttershy admitted as she offered Tundra a sandwich. Extending a single claw, Fluttershy placed the sandwich upon it. Then, once more Tundra brought his hand to his maw and lightly flicked the sandwich into it. He munched the sandwich up way more than that miniscule crumb needed to be and then he swallowed, looking very satisfied like it had somehow managed to help sate his appetite. Harry and Angel looked at one another and then back at the dragon, unable to tell if he actually needed to put in that much effort to eat such microscopic portions or if he was just trying to be polite.

“That sandwich was delicious,” he spoke with a warm smile. “My compliments to the chef.”

“Oh, you’re too kind,” she giggled. Looking at the horns atop his head, she saw a number of birds were perched upon them. There were even more on his shoulders and the spikes on his body too. Some squirrels, and a few other animals had started to curiously climb atop the scaly dragon’s hide like it was new terrain to explore rather than another living creature. “And it looks like the animals in the sanctuary have already started to grow accustomed to you.”

“Maybe, but the second I move to sit up, they’ll probably all scatter in a panic,” he replied.

“My friend Tree Hugger says that every creature has a unique aura and some have an aura that animals feel very comfortable with. She says that’s why I’m so good with animals and I bet the same is true for you.”

“Hopefully I’m not too good though,” he joked. “Or I could end up stuck with a whole ecosystem on my back. I’m certainly big enough to be one.”

“I think it would be wonderful to be able to keep so many furry and feathery friends close like that,” she admitted.

“San itch,” Summer tried to say. “San itch.”

“Oh, Summer, you want one too?” asked Fluttershy, getting a nod from her daughter. Fluttershy then began to search through her basket for a particular sandwich. “Okay, I should have a cucumber sandwich here somewhere. I know they’re your favorite.” Reaching a bit further into the basket, she found another sandwich and pulled it out. “Oh, here it is.” Handing it to Summer, Fluttershy smiled as she watched her daughter happily munched it up. The others watched the little child as she ate as well.

“So adorable,” they all thought.

The picnic continued for a little while longer as they went through all the food in the basket and continued to converse. Finally, Fluttershy blushed a little and then turned to Angel and Harry. “Hey, guys, why don’t you two go play with Summer, for a bit.” Tilting his head, the white-furred bunny got up and questioned why Fluttershy wasn’t coming with them. “I’ll be with you shortly. There’s just a little something I wanna talk about with Tundra. Something a bit more… personal.” Upon hearing this, Angel glared at Tundra like he could have tore a hole right through him with his gaze. Meekly, Tundra lowered his head and covered his muzzle with his hands. Angel then waved to Summer and Harry and the three scampered away with Angel glancing back one more time before they ventured off to another section of the sanctuary.

“Your little bunny friend scares me,” admitted Tundra.

“He scares a lot of creatures,” Fluttershy told him, making them both giggle.

“So, what was it you wanted to talk with me about that we couldn’t share with the others?”

“It’s nothing much,” she explained. “I was just wondering what you thought, back during the mating season, when we were together and… you know, made love.” Hugging her knees as she spoke, Fluttershy was struggling to tell Tundra what she wanted to say. “Things were just so crazy back then. Hormones were out of control and everyone was acting on impulse. We barely had time to chat and when things came to an end I couldn’t find you anywhere to ask you.”

“Ask me what?” he wondered scratching his chin curiously.

“About back when we first met, during the mating season,” she went on once she was certain the others were too far away to hear them. “If I performed well or not.”

“How you… performed?” he repeated, not expecting her to be wondering about that.

“Yes,” she nodded before giving a more detailed explanation. “You see, I’ve spent a long time working to overcome my shyness, however, I hadn’t ever been intimate with anyone before, pony or otherwise. Well, until I got with you, that is. All those hormones in the air took ahold of me like it had everyone else and before I even realized it, we were having sex without a care in the world. I don’t even recall if I ever introduced myself to you.”

“I don’t know,” he admitted, learning closer to Fluttershy. “I was just as lost in the lust as everyone else so my memory was really hazy for most of it too. To be honest, I was worried about the mating season too. While other dragons had always used sex as a means of showing dominance over the others, I always hid from stuff like that. I wasn’t high or low on the totem pole, I didn’t even exist on it, which was probably even worse than being the one on the very bottom. During the mating season, even driven by instinct to mate I still couldn’t bring myself to do anything. The other dragons probably tell how nervous I about the whole thing with a single glance and didn’t even bother to give me a second one, let along approach me to mate with them. If it wasn’t for you… I’d probably still be a virgin.”

“Then that was both our first time,” she spoke with a smile. “And, was the sex good for you because… I certainly enjoyed it. You were incredibly gentle.”

“As were you,” he replied. “Gentle as a light breeze and soft as a marshmallow. I don’t think I ever felt so comfortable in another’s embrace like I had in yours. A-And you said you enjoyed it too?”

“Oh, most certainly,” she assured him. “Warm like wrapping oneself in a blanket by a fire and graceful like a slow-flowing brook. Even while we were locked in amore you remained a perfect gentleman to me.”

“I-I’m really glad you liked it,” he blushed. “That you liked me and were so willing to have a child with me. I mean, I know it wasn’t completely your decision with the hormones influencing you at the time, but I’m still so glad that you came to me of all dragons. I’m am too happy for words to tell you how grateful I am to have you as a mate and that we now have a happy and healthy baby girl. It all means so very much to me that you couldn’t possible-”

“Understand,” she finished for him, pressing a hoof to his muzzle to quiet him. “I do and I feel the same way. That was one of the most magical experiences of my life and I haven’t experienced anything like it since.”

“Then that was your first and only?” questioned the colossal dragon.

“It was,” she nodded. “I might have had more chances after that, but I didn’t. It’s hard to explain, but I kinda hoped that I would have gotten this chance to be with you again, though I didn’t know today would ever come.”

“I’m really glad it did,” he told her. “And, if you wanted to… we could do it again… well, if size wasn’t a problem. I mean, as I am now, my erect coc would be like a tower compared to you.”

“It’s fine,” she smiled at him warmly. “Just you being here fulfills me plenty. Still, it would have been nice to have had a chance to be together, even just once more.”

As they smiled warmly at one another, the little cries of a swift-footed rabbit caught their attention and they turned to see Angel hurrying over to them. “Angel?” asked Fluttershy, concerned that he’d run over to them with such a panic stricken face. “What is it? What’s the matter?”

He jumped up and down, flailing his arms and hopping on his hind legs. “W-What’s he saying?” wondered Tundra, unable to understand anything beyond that it was something alarming that he was trying to tell them.

With a gasp, Fluttershy cried out, “Summer is missing!”

“She’s what?!?” replied Tundra as he rose up slowly, the woodland creatures on his body startled as he rose up. The birds fluttered over him and the flightless creatures held on tightly before he stopped and then returned to what they had been doing prior. “How did this happen?”

“They were playing hide-and-seek,” answered Fluttershy. “Normally, Summer likes to hide under her blanket, but when he went to look she wasn’t there. Him and Harry looked around the area too, but she’s nowhere to be found and it’s unlike her to go too far away without any of us to accompany her. Something must have happened to her.”

Letting out more frantic bunny noises, Angel scampered off to return to the search. “Angel’s right,” stated Fluttershy. “We can’t waste another second to search for her.” She looked up at all the forest critters atop Tundra. They all looked concerned as well for Fluttershy’s missing offspring. “And we’d very much appreciate it if all of you could help us look too.” Responding to Fluttershy’s request, all the animals took off, prepared to check every nook and cranny in the forest to find their precious baby. “Remember, she frightens easily so be careful when you approach her.”

“You should go too,” Tundra told Fluttershy. “I’d help look too, but at my size I’d be more likely to crush her underfoot and half the forest in the process. I’ll just stay here and be your lookout from above.”

“Any little bit you can do to help means a lot,” Fluttershy encouraged him before she hurried into the forest to join the search.

“Hahahahah!!!” laughed Starlight as tears ran down her face. “Put the bill… hahah! on the duck! It’s such an old joke. Why do you find this so funny, Sunburst?”

“It was new to me when I read it in ‘Cheese Sandwich’s 1001 Greatest Gut Busting Jokes.’ It had me in stitches for so long I can’t help but laugh when I think about it.”

“That’s another point for Starlight,” Apollo announced. “Okay, it’s my turn again.”

“Maybe this should be our last round,” suggested Starlight. “Between out random and loud outbursts and us lashing out when we’re channeling one another’s more violent emotions, we’re causing quite a lot of damage and drawing in a rather big crowd.”

“It’s just a bit of harmless fun,” the dragon said before patting out some flames that were on the side of his seat. Some flashes caught his eye and he turned to see a crowd of ponies were looking in on them in the half destroyed room, snapping photographs of it all. “Uh, point taken, but you two are tied, so, how about I give you both one last emotion to sample and the first to guess it wins.”

“So long as it isn’t hellish fury again,” conditioned Starlight. “I don’t think this section of the train can take much more magical blasts.”

“Not to worry,” assured the Sunburst lookalike. “This one won’t be dangerous like that at all.”

“Then how will it be dangerous like?” wondered Sunburst, chewing on some plaque-killing gum, not sure what half the swear words meant that Apollo’s rage made him utter, but his mouth felt so dirty once he came back to his senses.

“If I said anymore, you’d probably figure it out before we even began,” he replied. “Now, both of you, get ready. “I’m going to start focusing on the emotion.”

The two ponies watched as Apollo shut his eyes and breathed, calming himself to an emotionless state. Then, he concentrated on the emotion he wanted to feel, digging it up from memory and let it build up within his body. “Ok, I’m ready,” he informed them and Sunburst’s horn glowed as he cast the spell to extract the emotion from him and channel a pinkish purple cloud into an empty body Starlight had at the ready. They watched as the tiny container got filled till the last bits were collected. Starlight then corked the bottle to seal it for the moment.

“We got it,” Starlight told Apollo, prompting him to open his eyes.

“Then, whenever you two are ready,” he instructed them. “Open the bottle and take in the emotion. The first to guess it will be the winner.”

“Ready when you are,” Sunburst said to Starlight with a nervous smile.

“You do know he’s up to something,” she replied and looked over at Apollo unable to restrain his smirk and some light snickering.

“Yeah,” the orange stallion agreed. “We could and probably should stop now.”

“Probably,” the purple pony nodded. “But a part of me is curious to see just what it is.”

“Me too,” Sunburst admitted. “So… shall we?”

“What the heck,” Starlight smiled and pulled off the cork, freeing the emotion to allow it to seep into their bodies and fill them with emotion.

“Well, it isn’t any type of anger,” commented Sunburst. “I don’t feel like blasting another hole in the train.”

“It isn’t giggly or sad either. In fact, I don’t feel any different,” stated Starlight as she attempted to work it out. “It’s strange. It’s like nothing happened.”

“Is this perhaps an emotionless state that’s meant to have us look for something that isn’t really there?”

“No, there’s something there,” assured Apollo. “It’s just only obvious under the right conditions.”

“Conditions?” Starlight and Sunbursts questioned him. Apollo only gave them a trolling smirk that only made them more convinced that they had indeed stumbled upon some sort of trap. They then turned to one another, hoping they might have some sort of idea as to just what was going on. As their eyes met, the trap was sprung.

“Sunburst,” spoke Starlight as she found her eyes unable to look away from his and vica-versa.

“Y-Yes, Starlight?” he replied, his breathing becoming short and fast.

“This was his trap all along, wasn’t it?” she continued, their muzzles slowly inching towards one another.

“Looks like it,” he nodded as his hoof wrapped around Starlight’s neck and their muzzles pressed lightly together. “But… he only learned of bottling up emotions on the train. He couldn’t have planned ahead without knowing.”

“It just sort of came to me on the spurr of the moment,” the dragon admitted as he sat back and watched the two ponies make out, tongues shaking hands with one another as they exchanged saliva. “So, can you guess what emotion I gave you?”

“Lust,” they mumbled in unison, wrapping their arms around one another as they continued to passionately embrace one another. Outside, their cabin, the ponies that had been watching had only become more invested as it took such an unexpected twist as this.

“You know we’re gonna get you for this,” threatened Starlight once their kiss came to an end, but that was merely the opening act.

“I know, but this is gonna be worth it,” he chuckled, rubbing his crotch already a bit turned on by what he saw. “Now, let’s see some action.”

“Starlight,” blushed Sunburst as he gazed into her eyes, his cock already throbbing and dripping pre. “I’m sorry about what is about to happen.”

“Don’t be,” Starlight replied as she used her magic to remove his glasses and place them out of the way. Next, she levitated his cloak off of him and used it as a makeshift blind to give them some much needed privacy from the peepers watching them. “Despite the context of the situation, I wanna enjoy this.”

“That’s just the lust talking,” he reminded her as he felted her crotch rub up and down on his cock before lining it up with her hole.

“What else would make us wanna do this?” she whispered into his ear seductively. “Now, care to show me your technique, Mr. Size is Relative?”

“Heh, y-you remember that,” he blushed more.

“I can feel it plenty too,” she added. “And for what it’s worth, I’d say you are plenty of sexy stallion… for bookworm standards.”

“Guess I shouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth then,” he chuckled.

“Why do that when you can kiss her?” joked Starlight as they pressed their lips together once more and soon rolled onto her back. Not wasting any time, Sunburst got right down to humping into his beloved, purple pony.

“Heheh, just call me ‘cupid,’” snickered Apollo as he watched Sunburst pound Starlight with all his love.

“Okay, stupid,” replied Sunburst while not pausing from his fucking.

“No, I said ‘cu-’” he started to correct him.

“I know what you said,” Sunburst interrupted him, this time pausing mid hump to look at the dragon who said no more. Sunburst then returned his focus to Starlight, bucking faster and faster in and out of her as his climax was fast approaching.

“Oh, Sunburst,” she murred with delight, running her hooves down his messy mane that became even more terribly frazzled since they boarded the train. I feel like we’re close.”

“Th-Then should I pull out?” he asked her, slowing down as he restrained his urge to climax. Carefully, he started to slide his dick out of her.

“N-No,” she told him. “I think it’s finally time. Actually, this is long overdue.”

“A-Are you sure?” he stuttered. “You’ve already got Blue. Do you really want to try for another one, so soon?”

“I do, but only if you are finally ready to take that plunge with me as well,” she added, looking into his eyes and getting lost in them. The same was true for Sunburst, unable to look away.

“What I want?” he replied and took a deep breath. “What I want is…” Apollo continued to watch, chewing on a nail as he awaited the answer like the dramatic reveal of a show that is cliffhanged at the crucial decision.

“Summer!” called out Fluttershy as she looked everywhere for daughter. “Summer Snow, please come out!” She looked in every tree, under every rock, and everywhere else she could think to investigate. Along with all her animal friends, they must have inspected every possible nook and cranny in the animal sanctuary at least three times and had begun to expand their search to the forest beyond. Still, they could find not a single clue to the young child’s whereabouts.

“This is completely unlike her,” worried Fluttershy as she took a moment to calm herself and think. “Summer would never wander off from us. Even playing hide and seek, she’d always just hide under her blanky. Now, all of a sudden, it’s like she’s just completely disappeared and not even a platoon of my forest friends can find her. At this rate, we might need to turn this whole forest upside down. If so, I should probably call for-” Her words trailed off as the answer to this mystery suddenly became very clear to her. “DISCORD!”

As soon as she said that, she vanished in a flash of light and soon reappeared in another dimension. It was an unusual place where the strange was commonplace and normal had no meaning. This was the Chaos Dimension, home of the Spirit of Chaos himself, the draconequus, Discord. He was a mishmash of different creatures with the leg of a dragon, the paw of a lion, the body of a pony and several other creatures added in as well. He was a tall, slender creature with a goatee that Summer playfully reached for as she was cradled gently in his arms.

“It’s about time you figured it out,” spoke Discord, wearing his usual poker face smirk.

“Summer!” breathed Fluttershy with a sigh of relief. “There you are.”

“Ma… Ma… Mama!” the half dragon half pony called out to her, now extending her arms, desiring her mother pick her up.

“I’m so glad you’re safe,” Fluttershy said crying tears of joy. “I don’t know what I would have done if something had happened to you.”

“Congratulations, Fluttershy, you’ve won the game,” cheered Discord.

“Game? Discord!” she snapped. “I enjoy your antics and tolerate them when you go too far, but this is going way, way, WAY TOO FAR even for you. I was scared to death.”

“I didn’t mean to make you worry so much,” he admitted more earnestly. “I thought you’d have guessed it was me from the start.”

“You became one of Summer’s godparents because I believed you could be responsible, but this is one of the most irresponsible things you could do.”

“But I did it for you,” he cried, collapsing to his hands and knees in sorrow. “To help you and that overgrown lizard out. Sure, I probably didn’t have to use such methods and create such a chaotic situation to get you to come over here, but it’s in my nature.”

“Dis… gord…” spoke Summer reaching for him and rubbing his head.

Fluttershy was mad and she knew she had every right to be, but seeing her daughter had been completely safe the entire time, her anger was quick to dissipate. “Well… Summer is very timid,” commented Fluttershy. “But she’s never been the least bit afraid of you and she seems to have enjoyed her time with her Uncie Discord. So, I think I can give you another chance.”

“Oh, thank you,” sniffled Discord, snapping his fingers to magic a red handkerchief out of thin air. It was attached to a long string of them and the Great and Powerful Trixie was holding onto the other end, falling to the floor in surprise at being teleported there so unexpectedly.

“Discord!” snapped Trixie. “I was in the middle of the endless handkerchief trick, not a disappearing one.

“Your kindness truly knows no bounds,” continued Discord, completely ignoring the blue pony glaring at him.

“It is in my nature,” she admitted. “Uh, but how did you intend to help me out with Tundra?”

“Well, it’s probably no secret that I’ve been eavesdropping on that little picnic of yours… that I wasn’t invited to,” he told her, a bit of jealousy in his tone. “And it’s also no secret that you want to have relations with that scaly mountain, despite the fact that you’re obviously too good for him. Also, he’s a billion times too big for you. But, as your friend, one with the ability to bend and warp reality to my whim with but a snap of my fingers, I can make it so size will no longer be an issue for the two of you.”

“You’re going to make Tundra my size?” replied Fluttershy, joy in her voice.

“That’s one way of putting it,” he smirked. “And I’ll return Summer to your animal friends so you won’t have a thing to worry about. Now enjoy yourself, my dear.”

“I promise I will,” she smiled at the Spirit of Chaos. Then with a snap of his fingers, she was gone.

“And I know I will,” he smirked before snapping his fingers again and left his chaos dimension with his godchild.

“And what about me?” cried Trixie, now all alone in the Chaos Dimension. “You can’t just leave me here! The Great and Powerful Trixie demands that you return her to her own dimension immediately!”

Discord apparently heard her demand, because in a flash of light, she vanished and found herself once more back in Equestria, albeit far from where she had originally been. She found herself in a large cave, standing in front of a bed. In it, were Spike and Ember, the former dressed as a pizza boy getting ready to eat a slice of pepperoni pizza wedged between Ember’s cleavage. He stopped when he realized they weren’t alone anymore.

“Oh, I know this one,” groaned Ember as she attempted to recall Trixie’s name. She’s the blue one with an ego as big as my father… um… The Awesome and Powerful Sparkle Dash, right?”

“Uh, almost kinda close,” Spike corrected Ember. “That’s Trixie.”

“Correction,” Trixie corrected Spike. “I’m the Great and Powerful Trixie and, uh… what are you two doing exactly?”

“Sexy role playing,” answered Spike. “Uh, I don’t know how you got here, but do you think you can go away for about ten more minutes.”

“Oh, don’t be shy, Spike,” Ember told him. “She can stay. In fact… I want her to watch.”

Trixe gulped and retorted, “Trixie is not nearly great and powerful enough for something like this.”

“Fluttershy?” asked Tundra when she suddenly appeared before him in a flash of light. “Where did you come from?”

“It’d probably take a while to explain everything,” she told him. “But the most important thing is that Summer is safe.”

“That is a relief,” he nodded. “Uh, but why are you suddenly as big as me?”

“Oh, that’s because my friend, Discord, used his power to make you small again so we could… you know…” Fluttershy blushed as she ran her hooves down her pink mane. “...do it.”

“He did?” questioned Tundra as he looked himself over. “I don’t feel any smaller.”

“You don’t?” pondered Fluttershy. Then a few birds as tiny as flies flew by her head. Seeing this, she took a look at her surroundings and realized everything was now very, very tiny. “Oh, my.”

“Hohohoh,” chortled Discord as he relaxed on a lawn chair a safe distance away with Summer in his lap. Angel and Harry were there too, staring in awe over their colossal pony friend, each butterfly on her Cutie Mark as big as a roc. “It wouldn’t be very chaosy if I simply shrank him down in size, now, would it? Anyway, while your parents have their fun, how about we enjoy a children’s book about decapitation, madness, and nonsensical jibber jabber. I, of course, am referring to Alice in Wonderland. Three guesses to who my personal favorite character in it is.”

“S-So, should we just, you know, do it,” asked a bashful Tundry. “Here? Now?”

“Well, it looks like Discord made certain to clear anything and everyone away from us,” commented Fluttershy as she carefully looked around them. “I think we should be fine, but we should take things at a nice, slow and steady pace.”

“Good idea,” he agreed, moving with the utmost care to recline onto his back. Even trying his hardest, he couldn’t keep himself from flattening the trees around him like they were blades of grass. “O-Okay, I’m down,” he told her once he was in a stable position on his back. Just get on me like we did back them. Maybe even more delicately.”

“Right,” she nodded, moving so slowly it was hard to tell if she was even moving at all. Getting on top of her mate, she gazed into his eyes and him back into hers. They both blushed before pressing their lips together to embrace in a kiss. Rubbing crotch against crotch, they managed to coax the dragon’s cock out of hiding and hotdog it between a bun that was a proper size for it.

“Now, gently,” breathed the dragon as they worked together to maneuver and fit that peg into the hole. Holding onto Fluttershy’s back, they carefully angled his dick with her pussy, getting the head to press against the lips and then slip on through. After that, Fluttershy lowered herself down at they docked, taking a full mile of length before stopping.

“We can do this,” she panted. “We can have safe sex.”

“Yeah, but for you two or everyone else?” mumbled an amused Discord, unable to keep from listening in as he continued to read Summer the story. “And so Alice chased the unusual white rabbit scurry down his rabbit hole. ‘I’m late! I’m late!’ he continued to cry out in his hurry.”

Crystals crashed to the ground inside the Castle of Friendship as a violent rumbling threatened to bring the whole place crashing down. With her magic, Twilight cast a powerful barrier around Nova and Blue as she levitated her and Starlight’s offspring safely outside with her. Panting and wheezing, she saw the rest of the town was in just as much chaos. Nearby, she saw Rarity handing her twins over to Garble who proceeded to fly them off to safety.

“Rarity! What’s going on?” cried Twilight rushing out of her castle as the ground trembled every other minute. “Tantelworm attack? Explosions? Earthquake?”

“Fl-Fl-Fluttershy,” answered Rarity as she pointed into the distance where Fluttershy and Tundra were completely visible despite being miles away. They watched as Fluttershy slowly pulled back and then carefully humped back into her mate, the motion so careful, but as she came to a stop the force was still powerful enough to send tremors through the ground and reach all the way to Ponyville, causing the town to shake so violently.

“Sweet Celestia!” freaked out Twilight as she stared in awe. “How did this happen?”

They looked at one another and the answer became obvious. “Discord,” they spoke in unison.

“Please don’t tell me that Ponyville is about to be destroyed by a giant Fluttershy having sex?” groaned Twilight. “And that’s still not the most ludicrous thing to ever happened.”

“Maybe in the top ten,” agreed Rarity. “But they have to be stopped nonetheless.”

“Yeah, but how do you stop two mountains from colliding into one another?” pondered the Princess of Friendship. “I doubt they even realize what they are doing and I can tell from here they are enjoying it. And nothing is more bothersome and embarrassing than being interrupted while having such wonderful relations.”

“Yes, we’re all aware of THAT spell and dimension of yours, dear. Well, I hate being interrupted while I’m in the pleasure zone as much as the next pony,” worried Rarity. “But all of Ponyville will be leveled before long if we don’t do something. Maybe even sooner.”

“I think we can go a wee bit faster,” suggested Fluttershy, her voice very audible even as gentle as she spoke.

“Okay,” agreed Tundra. “Go for it.” Humping her mate slightly faster, the quakes became more constant and even harsher.

“It’s sooner Twilight!” cried Rarity as piece by piece Ponyville was started to collapse into a pile of debris. “You have to do something fast! Send them somewhere if you have to.”

“But where could I send them?” she asked. “With as big as they are, they’ll just cause damage to anypony no matter where they are.”

“There must be somewhere,” pleaded Rarity. “For the love of Luna, Twilight!”

“The love of Luna,” pondered Twilight as an idea came to mind. “I think I’ve got it, but I’ve gotta hurry!” Leaving Nova and Blue in the care of her unicorn friend, Twilight turned her attention to the source of the disaster. Opening her wings, she took to the sky, flying straight for the two massive love birds and the destruction their loving embrace was causing.

The train finally reached Ponyville and all the passengers disembarked one after another. The last ones to step off were Apollo, Sunburst, and Starlight, the later two of the group appearing unkempt, particularly due to their frazzled manes. They waited for the other passengers to get off and begin to leave the platform before doing anything that might draw attention to themselves.

Starlight!” called Twilight, waving to her and the others, making the two ponies jump nervously. She had arrived at the station to greet them. With her she had their daughters Nova and Blue. Rarity had also come along and had Precious Gem and Rough Diamond in their double stroller. Garble was there too, though acting aloof as he looked the other way, with his arms crossed. Every couple of minutes he did glance over at Rarity and his daughters.

“Oh, dear,” stated Rarity, seeing their freak out. “They do seem a tad jumpy and their poor manes look in desperate need of a touchup.”

“Are you okay?” asked Twilight as they approach. “Did the tremors cause trouble for your train?”

“Tremors?” questioned Starlight. “I don’t think we experienced any and we were kinda… distracted for the later half of the trip so we didn’t notice much of what was going on around us.”

“Do you know what caused that?” questioned Twilight as she pointed to the one train car that was riddled with holes and had a massive one that annihilated the roof.

“Actually… we were in that car and may have had something to do with it,” admitted Sunburst, looking quite embarrassed to admit it.

“What got into you three that’d make you do all that?” Twilight retorted, the level of destruction too much to merely be an accident.

“Each other,” answered Apollo. “Well, each other’s emotions, but those tremors you were talking about, did they do all that?” Apollo pointed towards Ponyville. Sunburst and Starlight turned to look and their jaws dropped to see the town was in the worst disarray they had ever seen it in.

“By Starswirl’s beard,” gasped Sunburst. “What in Tartarus happened here? Tantalworms? Stampede of Pinkie Pies? A visit from the villain of the week?”

“No, not this time, and no again,” answered Twilight. “Actually, it was Fluttershy and the dragon that was the father or her own daughter. It seems like nearly all the fathers have come to visit now.”

“Fluttershy is the last pony I’d expect to do something to wreck the town on purpose or otherwise,” commented Starlight.

“There was that parasprite incident, but that was a long time ago,” stated Rarity.

“Well, what did they do?” wondered Sunburst. “I can hardly wrap my head around what they could have caused so much destruction.”

“They had sex,” answered Garble adding his two cents in and the three who just arrived didn’t look any less confused by it. “Kinda underwhelming that they were more massive than you could imagine and that was all they could do. Once I get that large I’m gonna enjoy going on rampages of meaningless destruction.”

“You will do no such thing,” Rarity told him. “Not till you get yourself a job and earn a decent wage to help support your family.”

“Yes, dear,” he grumbled, not happy at the prospect of being a working dragon.

“What was that?” questioned Rarity.

“Um, I said I got one lined up at that apple farm,” he answered, getting a smile from Rarity.

“Uh, I’ve got a question,” spoke Starlight as she gazed into the distance. “If Fluttershy was as large as you claim she was to do all this, where is she now? Did you turn her back to normal?”

“Unfortunately, it was Discord who made her giant and countering his magic is not always easy to do,” she explained. “That and I was worried what might happen to her if she shrank down too quickly while they were still in the middle of things.”

“Right,” shuddered Starlight at the thought. “That wouldn’t end well.”

“So, what did you do?” asked Sunburst. “How could you hide two creatures that insanely immense?”

“I took a page from Celestia and I banished them,” she explained and turned to the sky. “To the moon. I really hope Luna won’t be too upset I did that.”

“You BANISHED FLUTTERSHY to the MOON?!?” cried Starlight looking up into the sky with the others, but despite doing so, it was still too bright to see it. “Bad as things were, isn’t that a bit extreme?”

“Actually, banished isn’t the right word for it,” the princess amended. “All I did was move them there so they could have their fun without causing any harm to anyone. After that, I found Discord and told him to bring them back here once they’re done and to make sure Fluttershy is back to her proper size. Also, if he decides to ‘help’ Fluttershy and Tundra like this again, he better shrink the dragon down to her size and not the other way around. So, now that I’ve told you what happened here, would you care to tell me what exactly happened on your train car?”

“We could, but how about a demonstration?” suggested Starlight.

“Uh, okay,” agreed Twilight, wondering what she had in mind.

“So, I bet, even though you stopped the destruction,” Starlight started to say and took another look at the remains of Ponyville. “Well, the total destruction of it, you are feeling stressed over having to work to rebuild everything, as well as, restore the peace.”

“It’s hardly the first time the town has been in crisis mode,” Twilight reminded her. “She paused, placing a hoof on her chest and slowly exhaling. “But I’ve done well to manage my Twilighting.”

“Mind if I borrow a little of it?” asked Starlight as she turned to Apollo who looked a bit worries seeing a smirk on her face.

“Uh, go right ahead,” Twilight answered slowly and watched as Starlight’s horn glowed and a yellowish cloud seeped out of Twilight. She then guided it towards the dragon who backed away from it.

“Uh, this won’t happen to be the payback you promised to give me?” he gulped as he backed into a wall and had nowhere to go to escape the cloud.

“Oh no, of course not,” she told him, her words not providing him with any comfort that that was the case. “Since you like this game so much, I thought you’d wanna do one last round.”

“Th-That’s o-k-k,” he tried to say, but Twilight’s emotion entered into his body and immediately, he found his heart racing, his body trembling, and sweat running down his forehead. “This is a disaster! The town’s in shambles! What if Celestia decides to come for a visit and sees this? Would she believe that Discord caused this? Will she be upset because I couldn’t stop this? Will she fire me from being a princess? Will I get sent back to magical kindergarden?!?” Flying up to get a better view of the situation, he looked around. “I’ve got to fix this! I’ll need some wood and nails and a lot of other stuff. I’d better start making a list. For that I’ll need quills, a few hundred yards of scroll paper and ink, several bottles worth. Oh, but Quills and Sofas is probably in ruins and so is Barnyard Bargains and everywhere else in town. I’ll have to make a quick trip to go get some.” Still mumbling on as he hurried off to the nearest neighboring town, everyone still on the station just watched him leave.

“Well, that was fun,” said Starlight, breaking the silence. “Now how about I finally introduce Sunburst to my precious baby girl.”

“She’s right over here,” Twilight told her. “Picking up the young, blue dragon-pony, offering her to both Sunburst and Starlight. “Your one and only.”

Starlight gestured for Sunburst to pick up Blue and watched as he did, cradling her in hooves and making instinctively making baby talk. “Gootchie gootchie goo. Who’s the most precious hybrid creature in the world? You are! Yes you are! Papa Sunburst is gonna love you with all his heart.” Blue giggled seeing the silly faces Sunburst made and then tugged at his beard. “Ow. That’s my wizarding beard. Please don’t pull on- ow -that.” Everyone laughed as they watched Sunburst’s first encounter with Blue.

“Oh, yes,” giggled Starlight. “She definitely is my one and only, although, that might not be the case for much longer.”

Hearing those words come from her friend’s mouth, Twilight couldn’t help but gasp. “Starlight, does that mean what I think it does?”

“That it most certainly does,” she nodded and blushed.

Who’s Your Daddy?

“Come on, Storm, you can do it,” Rainbow Dash cheered her daughter on. The two of them, along with Scootaloo, were atop a big cloud that they were using as a soft mat for Storm’s flying training.

“Yeah!” added Scootaloo. “Go, Storm, go!”

“Ungh! Ungh!” groaned the young dragon-pony hybrid as she flapped her wings with all her might and slowly rose off the clouds a few inches before dropping back down onto them. She tried flapping harder and managed to gain a bit more height, but landed back on the cloud with a cushiony landing. Panting at first and then whimpering a little, she held her arms out towards Rainbow Dash. “Fly! Fly!”

“Oh, it’s okay,” smiled her mother as she walked over to pick Storm up and noogie her head gently with her hoof. “No matter what, you’re my awesome little girl. You can’t be sad when you’ve got Rainbow Dash in your corner.”

“Ranbo Das! Ranbo Das!” giggled Storm as she nuzzled against her mother lovingly.

“You really are a great flyer,” Scootaloo told Storm as she tickled her belly to make her giggle. “You just need to wait for your wings to grow some more, but don’t worry, it won’t take you nearly as long as it took me to finally be able to keep my hooves off the ground.” Opening her wings wide, Scootaloo marveled at the sight of her flightworthy appendages for the millionth time since they finally caught up with the rest of her body. Flapping her wings, she took off and flew circles around the cloud they were on, zooming around it speedily while keeping just the tip of one wing scraping against the cloud to show off her control.

“Looking really good yourself, Scoots,” praised Rainbow Dash. “Keep this up and I’ll be welcoming you into the Wonderbolts too.”

“Thanks, but I’ve got a lot of catching up to do first,” she admitted. “Most of the Pegasi that are trying out have spent more time flying than they have walking on the ground.”

“Don’t sell yourself short,” encouraged Rainbow Dash. “You’ve got more than enough heart and determination. So I say, next time the academy is accepting new applicants, definitely apply.”

“If the current best flier in the Wonderbolts is giving me her approval, then how can I refuse?” replied Scootaloo with a smile.

“‘Current?” grinned Rainbow Dash, noticing that Scootaloo used that word while describing her greatness. “Sounds like someone aims to dethrone me.”

“You can’t be the best forever,” smiled Scootaloo as she landed back down on the cloud and petted Storm. “And if anyone can do it, it’ll be either me or Storm.”

“Go right ahead,” Rainbow Dash stated. “But don’t be surprised if I just break your records right back.” The two stared one another down like friendly rivals before they burst into laughter. Storm didn’t know what was so funny, but seeing them in hysterics started her rolling around giggling too.

“So, I’ve been meaning to ask you,” Scootaloo spoke to Rainbow Dash a while later as they watched Celestia lower the sun. Behind them, Storm Chaser was taking a nap while gnawing on a chunk of cloud.

“Ask me about what?” asked Rainbow Dash.

“About, well, what happened when you,Twilight, and everyone else went into the Dragonlands,” she continued.

“I’ve been there lots of times,” Rainbow Dash told her, but then saw the look on Scootaloo’s face and then looked behind her back at Storm, her snoring sounding a little like thunder. “You mean back when I, uh, did it with a dragon, right?”

“Seven dragons!” corrected Scootaloo. “Not including the times they came back for another round or the threesome you managed.”

“Whoa! Where did you hear that from?” cried Rainbow Dash looking red with embarrassment as she practically shouted that out loud.

“You were going on and on about that and after you got back,” Scootaloo said.

“Oh, yeah,” blushed Rainbow Dash. “I also said I’d tell you about it when you were older.”

“I am older,” Scootaloo told her.

“I meant, older-older, ya know,” she said looking into Scootaloo’s eyes, but she just stared back unflinching. “Oh… uh, and who-”

“You wanna ask,” smirked Scootaloo knowing Rainbow Dash couldn’t make any excuses now. “Then you need to tell.”

“Ok,” she sighed. “We’ll swap stories, but just one each. Otherwise we might be here all night.”

“Fair enough,” agreed Scootaloo. “How about telling me about how it went with Stormy’s daddy.”

“Storm’s… dad?” asked Rainbow Dash as she rubbed her chin with her hoof and began to ponder.

“Is something the matter?” Scootaloo said looking at the unsure expression on Rainbow Dash’s face. “Don’t tell me you don’t know which of the dragons is the father.”

“It’s not that I don’t know who the father is,” Rainbow Dash explained. Her words trailed off as she was trying to figure out what to say next. “It’s just that… I never really thought much about it before. But I’m sure there is a simple and easy way to know for sure.”

“Like?”

“Like looks,” answered Rainbow Dash. “Stormy looks just like me so it’s easy enough to tell that she’s my kid. I’m sure that she looks like her father too. All I have to do is go visit those dragons and I should easily be able to determine which one of them is the father.”

“Sounds like that should work,” agreed Scootalo. “But can you even find all of them? The Dragonlands are pretty vast and there’s no guarantee that they are even there. Do you even know their names or even what they look like?”

“Of course I do,” replied Rainbow Dash. “They were… big… and dragons… and looked like big dragons that… had wings and tails and horns… I think.”

“This doesn’t look like it’s gonna work,” Scootaloo shook her head. “It’s too bad there isn’t some way for them to come to us.”

“That’s it!” exclaimed Rainbow Dash. “I know just how to find them. Come on.”

“Where are we going?” asked Scootaloo.

“To drop Storm at Twilight’s first,” Rainbow Dash said. “And after that we’re going to the Dragonlands.”

After dropping off Storm at Twilight’s, Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo flew off to the Dragonlands and made their way straight to the castle of the Dragon Lord. At the entrance, were two dragons clad in armor and wielding spears standing guard. As the two Pegasus ponies walked towards them, they crossed their spears to block their passage inside.

“Halt,” ordered tall orange dragon. He had green eyes and a head that resembled an axe. His scales were smooth and he had quite a long tail that dragged on the ground as he took a few steps forward. “Where do you ponies think you are going?”

“To see Dragon Lord Ember,” answered Rainbow Dash nonchalantly.

“Oh, well, she’s right in the throne room,” the short, round green one replied. He had a lot of gnarled teeth that poked out of his maw. Though he was taller than the ponies, it wasn’t by much. His stubby arms and legs made him appear very ball-like. Even his tail was stubby and was barely noticeable.

“Don’t just let them through,” the orange dragon hissed at him. “We’re guards. That means we don’t just let anyone through who wants to.”

“Well you can let us through,” Rainbow Dash spoke up. “We’re friends with Dragonlord Ember and Spike. Just ask them and they’ll tell you to let us in.”

“Dragonlord Ember and her mate commanded us that they are not to be disturbed,” he explained.

“For how long?” questioned Rainbow Dash not wanting to have come all this way for nothing.”

“Until they want to be disturbed, duh,” answered the short dragon, Rainbow Dash, Scootaloo, and the other dragon to roll their eyes.

“Look,” the taller dragon said trying to be more specific. “It’s already late. You should probably just come back tomorrow.”

“Maybe he’s right,” suggested Scootaloo. “We did just rush over here without even considering just how late it is. Let’s just come back tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?!?” cried Rainbow Dash. “Why should we when we’re already here?”

“You should listen to your friend and go,” the orange dragon told Rainbow Dash.

“No way,” she argued. “How about a challenge? You and I race and if I win then you have to let me go in.”

“Don’t make me laugh,” the orange dragon retorted. “There’s no way a little pony like you could outfly a big dragon like me.”

“Heh, I could totally beat you easy,” bragged Rainbow Dash. “But between you and me, I’d much rather race you instead of your friend there. He looks waaayyy faster than you.”

“What?” snapped the orange dragon looking down at his shorter friend. “Him? You think he’s faster than me? I could fly circles around the twerp.”

“What?” cried the green dragon. “I could beat you in a race with my wings tied behind my back.”

“Is that a challenge?” growled the orange dragon as they butted heads with one another.

“Sounds like a challenge to me,” smirked Rainbow Dash, egging them on. “Are you dragon enough to accept it?”

“Hell yeah I am,” he answered cracking his knuckles. “Ready when you are.”

“I’m ready,” the green dragon stated.

“Then on your mark, get set, go!” announced Scootaloo and the two dragons took off into the air, completely hoodwinked by Rainbow and Scootaloo’s ploy.

“Not bad, Scoots,” praised Rainbow Dash. “For a second there I thought you actually planned to leave.”

“What can I say?” she smiled. “I learned from the best.” Together, the two of them ventured into the castle of the Dragon Lord.

“Ok,” whispered Spike as he tiptoed with the utmost caution. “Blaze is sleeping like a baby.”

“So’s my dad,” Ember replied just as quietly. “And soundly too, I want to add.”

“Thank Celestia,” Spike breathed with relief. “It isn’t easy taking care of a baby… and your father, but at last we have some quiet time to unwind.”

“I like the sound of that,” smiled Ember as she took a few steps toward Spike and they hugged one another tightly.

“You’ve certainly gotten a lot better at hugging over the years,” commented Spike.

“You got a lot more enjoyable to hug over the years,” she chuckled before they leaned in to kiss.

“Hey, Ember, Spike,” called Rainbow Dash just as they were about to make out. “Sorry to barge in on you two so la-”

“Shhh!” they hushed her, and listened carefully in case she woke Blaze or Torch up. When they didn’t hear any crying, they gave a sigh of relief.

“Oh, sorry,” she apologized. “Bad timing?”

“What do you think?” asked Ember, the mood for making out and sex ruined in an instant.

“Yeah, very bad timing,” Rainbow replied with a nervous chuckle.

“Well, you got our attention,” Spike said, hoping to take care of this quickly. “What do you two need?”

“Rainbow Dash is trying to figure out which dragon is Storm’s father,” Scootaloo explained. “And we think you can help us, Ember.”

“How do you figure that?” wondered Ember. “I don’t even think I saw you for much of the mating season and it’s too chaotic to keep records of even if we wanted to keep track of who mated with who.”

“I figured that,” explained Rainbow Dash. “But you are the Dragon Lord and I know you can call the dragons whenever you want, right?”

“With the Bloodstone Scepter, yes,” acknowledged Ember, pondering where she was going with it and her eyes widened as she realized what she was getting at. “So, you think that I can summon the dragon that is Storm’s father.”

“Exactly,” answered Rainbow Dash. “So, let’s give it a try!”

“If it’ll get this matter resolved sooner,” replied Ember as she picked up the sceptre and held it up. “Let’s give this a try. I command the father of Storm Chaser to come forth immediately!” Everyone looked at the sceptre, but nothing happened.

“Did it work?” asked Rainbow Dash looking at it. “Don’t magic things usually glow when you use them?”

“It should glow with a red energy,” Ember told him. “For some reason it didn’t work.”

“Maybe it can only call all the dragons at once,” suggested Scootaloo.

“No,” Ember shook her head. “I can call every dragon in Equestria, a single one or any number in between. However, from what my father told me when he taught me to use it is, that there are certain instances in which it’ll fail to call a dragon.”

“Like what?” questioned Rainbow Dash, irritated by technicalities.

“Well, if I want to summon a specific dragon, but have no idea of their name or what they look like then it won’t work,” she explained. “But even if I don’t know a particular dragon, if I were to summon dragons based on certain things then they can be summoned. For example, when my father summoned Spike for the Gauntlet of Fire, he didn’t know that Spike even existed. I doubt he knew even half the young dragons that were there to compete. The reason he was able to summon them was because he called for all the young dragons in Equestria. Because Spike fit in those parameters he were able to be summoned.”

“I never knew the Bloodstone Sceptre could do that,” admitted Spike. “I just thought it could make dragons itchy and force them them kiss your ass.”

“Uh, he means that figuratively,” blushed Ember before giving Spike a glare.

“Butt kissing aside,” spoke Rainbow Dash. “What does that have to do with why you can’t call Storm’s father here?”

“Simply put, said dragon doesn’t know they even are Storm’s father,” explained Ember. “All they know at best is that they had sex with you. They probably don’t even know you had a child.”

“Then we came here for nothing,” grumbled Rainbow Dash.

“But maybe we can still summon them,” suggested Scootaloo. “Instead of searching for the father, why don’t we search for all the potential fathers?”

“You mean all the dragons that Rainbow Dash mated with on that day?” pondered Spike. “It wouldn’t tell us who the father is, but it’d narrow it down a lot.”

“If the dragons in question even remember that they had sex with you,” added Ember.

“Believe me,” grinned Rainbow Dash braggingly. “What I did with them, they won’t ever forget it.”

“Let’s give it a try,” Ember said raising up the Bloodstone Sceptre once more. “I summon all the dragons who had sex with Rainbow Dash during the mating season to appear… at Rainbow Dash’s house.”

“Wait? Why there?” cried Rainbow Dash.

“Because it is late and the last thing we need is a bunch of noisy dragons showing up and trying to help you figure out which one is the father,” Ember told her. “I did all I can to help, so thanks for stopping by, but Spike and I would like to enjoy our time alone together.”

“You have something fun in mind for our alone time?” whispered Spike eagerly.

“Remember that crack you made earlier about having dragons ‘kiss my ass?’” she smirked deviously at him. “Think I’ll have you do some of that.”

“Figuratively or literally?” questioned Spike, his face turning a shade of magenta at the thought and his cock poking out from the excitement too.

“Both,” she told him and soon the two bolted to their bedroom to get things started. “Tell me a lot of things that make me feel good and I’ll make sure you feel good too.”

“Uh, looks like we’re done here,” commented Scootaloo as Ember and Spike quickly left to have fun.

Spike got into bed first and spread his arms and legs out. After putting the Bloodstone Sceptre against the wall, Ember got in next, climbing onto it and gently placing her rear on his chest. She maneuvered her tail to wrap it around the back of his head and the end rested gently on his left arm.

“So, about that ass kissing,” giggled Ember as she leaned forward and rubbed at his crotch. “I’m ready when you are.”

Puckering up, Spike smooched one of her cheeks. “You’ve got a really nice ass, you know. Nice and firm.”

“Heh, it’s a start,” she chuckled. “But I know you can do better than that.”

“Just warming up,” murred Spike, nuzzling against her cheeks and giving the other one a smooch. He then wrapped his arms around her thighs and rubbed his claws against her pussy. “Such a wonderful sexy body you have. Caressing my claws over every inch of your figure makes me horny.”

“I can see that,” replied Ember, seeing his dragonhood standing straight up at attention. Leaning forward, she gently stroked it teasingly. “Now, come on. Tell me how great I am.”

“You’re so great that you were able to snag a grade A stud like myself for a mate,” continued Spike in a bragging tone.

“That sounds more like self praise to me,” commented Ember. “You’re supposed to be telling me how great I am… or are you trying to change the rules of our little game?”

“Maybe,” smirked Spike as he started shoving a claw slowly in and out of Ember’s vagina, getting her to moan from the pleasure of it. “On one hand, you could be using my head as a seat. Or maybe your ass is just a nice soft firm pillow on my face.”

“That’s quite an active imagination you’ve got there,” remarked Ember. “I’m the Dragonlord after all, not you.”

“Only cause I gave that power to you during the Gauntlet of Fire,” he reminded her. “But what if I were to take that power back?”

“Take it back?” she scoffed. “Do you really think that you could just become Dragonlord like it is some little kid’s game?”

“Isn’t that pretty much what the Gauntlet of Fire was?” questioned Spike as he eyed the sceptre, out of reach, but not that far away. “Albeit a very dangerous one.”

“Guess you got me there,” she admitted, but playfully rubbed her tush against his face. “But, so what?”

“So, perhaps the sceptre isn’t very picky about who controls its power,” he suggested before lifting her legs up and rolling Ember off of him. She ended up on her back, shocked for a second as Spike rolled out of bed to grab the scepter.

“Hey!” she snapped seeing his treachery and managed to use her tail to grapple onto his, holding him dangerously close to the scepter. “What do you think you are-”

“Shh!” hushed Spike. “We don’t want to wake anyone up.”

“Oh, right,” whispered Ember, digging her claws into her bed to keep Spike from reaching the sceptre. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Thought I’d see what it would be like to be Dragon Lord for a bit,” he told her with a smirk on his face.

“The title of Dragon Lord is not something that should be abused on frivolous things,” she told him, but Spike looked at her knowingly. “Okay, sometimes it is, but the point I’m trying to make is that I’m not sharing.”

“Just for a little,” pleaded Spike playfully, but Ember was starting to pull Spike back towards the bed.

“You can give up right now, bubble butt,” teased Ember. “I’ve beaten every dragon in my tail class. Do you think I could lose to a dragon who probably hasn’t tail wrestled once in his life?”

“I’ve done it before,” retorted Spike. “Admittedly, I didn’t do so well, but Twilight was there, secretly watching. We didn’t have much knowledge on dragon culture back then, so she was keen to take mental notes on what she saw and that included tail wrestling.”

“So what?” asked Ember.

“Well, you know how she gets with research projects,” continued Spike. “She realized the physics behind tail wrestling is quite similar to hoof wrestling and figured the same principles applied.”

“Wait,” said Ember pondering what Spike said. “Hoof wrestling? How can they even… I mean, how can… with hooves?”

Seeing Ember distracted, Spike pulled her tail with his tail’s might. Ember’s claws dragged on her bed, tearing through it as she was yanked off the bed and onto the floor. She landed with a thud on her toned rear and as she rubbed it, Spike stood over her. “Seems my little ploy distracted you. I honestly have no idea how ponies can do anything without digits. Anyway, lookie at what I’ve got.” He held up the Bloodstone Sceptre and it glowed brightly. “Seems it isn’t too picky about who owns it.”

“What do you plan to do with it?” asked Ember finding Spike quite sexy looking as he stood regally with the sceptre in hand and his dick proudly erect.

“Thought I’d see what it is like to be in charge for a bit,” he admitted, gently running his claws over Ember’s spikes from the front of her head, down her back and stopping at the base of her tail to give her ass a grope. “Mmm, very nice.” Spike then waved a claw, prompting her back onto her feet and then gestured her onto the bed once more on her back. She did as she was told and Spike got in after her, wrapping the bloodstone scepter around his tail tightly being cautious not to drop his guard.

Climbing atop Ember, Spike grinned and squeezed her breasts tightly in his claws, making her blush and moan with ecstasy. “A firm ass and some big soft breasts,” spoke Spike as he leaned over and kissed Ember on the neck. “Very nice.”

“Th-Thank you, my Dragon Lord,” she told him, her face red from blushing as she felt his tongue lick up her neck and across her cheek next.

“Heheh, I like that,” admitted Spike feeling a bit drunk with power. “Ready to accept your reward for being such a wonderfully, sexy dragoness?”

“Oh, yes, Dragon Lord,” she moaned and begged. “Give it to me, please.”

“With pleasure,” murred Spike his cock pressed gently against her pussy and ready to thrust into her.

“Dragon Lord Ember! Dragon Lord Ember!” cried one of the two front entrance guards as they hurried into their chambers, armor clattering loudly as they ran causing a loud racket. “Two pony intruders were spotted on the premises!”

“Shh!!!” hushed Spike and Ember attempting to quiet them down.

“Can’t you see we’re in the middle of something?” snapped Ember. “And we told you we were not to be disturbed no matter what.”

“But Dragon Lord Ember,” the short dragon cried. He then saw that Spike had the scepter. “Or, uh, Dragon Lord Spike, what about the intruders?”

“We took care of them,” answered Spike. “Now get out of here before-”

“Wah! Wah!” cried Princess Blaze as she was woken from her nap.

“What is all that racket?!?” roared Torch. “Can’t a dragon get some shuteye around here?”

“Ugh,” grumbled Ember looking very irritated as did Spike. “So much for sex.”

“We were just getting to the good part too,” he sighed and gave her back her scepter.

“Forgive us, Dragon Lord Spike, I, uh, mean Dragon Lord Ember,” the tall dragon apologized.

“Do us both a favor and take the rest of the night off and jump into a volcano or something,” grumbled Ember.

“Alright! Lava diving!” the short dragon cheered and the two ran off.

“So, how do you wanna do this?” asked Spike as they quickly cleaned themselves off after their almost sex.

“You take care of the baby and I’ll rock Blaze back to sleep,” she instructed.

“This is not how I had wanted to spend tonight,” groaned Spike. “Do you know how long it takes to give a dragon a hundred times bigger than you a claw massage?”

“Dragon Lord again,” she reminded Spike showing him her scepter. Chuckling a bit, Ember made her way to Blaze while Spike dragged his feet as he headed for Torch’s chambers.

“Guess we head back to your place,” said Scootaloo. “Nothing else we can do, but wait for the dragons to get there.”

“I had hoped to have been able to get my answer and be done with it,” sighed Rainbow Dash. “I don’t really care myself who the father is, but…”

“But what?” asked Scootaloo.

“Well, Storm is their child as much as mine and they don’t even know it,” she explained. “They should be able to cheer her on and support her too.”

“Kind of like how your parents were with you,” smiled Scootaloo.

“I know I probably shouldn’t get my hopes up too much,” Rainbow Dash smiled back. “For all I know the dragon daddy might not even be interested in meeting Storm or supporting her. But I’ll never know unless I do this and I’d do anything to help support my daughter.”

“That’s the Element of Loyalty for ya,” chuckled Scootaloo. “You’ll do anything for those you care about.”

“Just part of what makes me so awesome,” bragged Rainbow Dash.

Scootaloo stayed over Rainbow Dash’s house as they awaited for the dragons to arrive, falling asleep in the process. Early the next day, as they yawned and stretched, Scootaloo looked out the window to see the rising sun, but that wasn’t all she saw. All around the outside of Rainbow Dash’s home was a bunch of sleeping dragons. From what she could see there were four.

“Rainbow Dash!” she called out. “Looks like the dragons are here.”

“Who are?” she replied the events of last night momentarily lost till she took a peek outside too. “Oh, they are!”

“Just four, shouldn’t there be seven?” asked Scootaloo.

“Maybe they are in the back,” suggested Rainbow Dash as they headed downstairs to greet their guests. “So, this should help us determine which one is Storm’s father, right?”

“That’s the plan,” answered Scootaloo.

“And if we still can’t be absolutely sure?” questioned Rainbow Dash. “What then?”

“We go with Plan B,” she replied.

“And what’s that?” wondered Rainbow Dash as they made it to their front door.

“Trust me, you don’t want to know unless we have no other choice,” Scootaloo said, the look on her face telling enough that Rainbow was not going to like it.

“Ok, dragons,” announced Rainbow Dash as she and Scootaloo hurried out and woke them up. As they predicted, the remaining three found room to sleep in the back. Waking up, the dragons stretched and let out flames from their maws as they yawned.

“I hope dragons aren’t cranky when they wake up,” commented Scootaloo, feeling the temperature rise from all the flames they were spewing before they seemed to finally opened their eyes and turned towards the two ponies.

“Relax,” Rainbow Dash replied with her usual confidence. “I got this.” Looking at the group of dragons, she swallowed hard before approaching them. “I am glad you all were able to join us here today.”

“We didn’t have a choice,” one of them pointed out, this one was a long, slender dragon with red scales and emerald eyes. He had short, jagged spikes running from the top of his head to the end of his tail which was tipped with a spiked ball. “The Dragon Lord called us and if we don’t go then we don’t stop burning and itching like crazy.”

“Uh, right,” said Rainbow Dash with a nervous smile. “And your name is?”

“Nail,” he answered.

“Why were we called here?” an orange dragon asked before letting out another yawn. He had a round body with spiked on his arms and legs and a horn curved upwards on his nose. His wings looked quite ragged, but still seemed capable of flight.

“That’s a good question,” agreed Rainbow Dash. “And I was just about to get to that…”

“Fang,” he answered.

“Uh, do all dragons typically have a name that’s either sharp or fire-related?” complained Rainbow Dash. “I’m never going to be able to keep track of who’s who.”

“Maybe you can remember them by color,” commented Scootaloo noticing the dragons were each one of the colors of the rainbow.

“Good idea,” agreed Rainbow Dash as she pointed at the red dragon. “From now on, you are Red.”

“Huh?” asked a confused Red.

“And that makes you Orange,” added Rainbow Dash as she pointed to the orange dragon.

“And does that make me Yellow?” the yellow-scaled dragon assumed, but didn’t look very happy about it.

“And Green, Blue, Indigo, and Purple,” finished Rainbow Dash.

“We are not gonna let you rename us for… whatever this is,” the dragon now known as Green complained.

“This is only temporary till I can determine which one of you is the father of my daughter,” explained Rainbow Dash. “It is easier keeping track of one name instead of seven.”

“Your daughter?” asked Blue. “Oh, dude, she’s that pony I did back during the mating season.”

“Heh, that’s right,” laughed Green. “But she probably wasn’t satisfied cause she banged me right after you and came back for more after that.”

“That was when she did that threesome with us,” recalled Yellow. “She took Red, Green and me all at once. That was…”

“Awesome, I know,” interrupted Rainbow Dash looking embarrassed just hearing them talk about it. “But I didn’t call you all hear to talk about the sex. I want to figure out which one of you is Storm’s father.”

“Well, does she resemble any of us?” asked Purple. “That’d be the easiest way to tell.”

“Yeah, so this shouldn’t take very long to do,” nodded Rainbow Dash. “I just need to look you all over.”

“Hopefully,” commented Scootaloo looking doubtful. “None of them look very much like Storm. She takes after you in the looks department, from the color of her scales to her rainbow mane.”

“Maybe we just need to get a closer look at them,” suggested Rainbow Dash. “We’re bound to find some similarity.”

“If not,” replied Scootaloo. “Then we still have plan B.”

Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash got to work looking over the seven dragons from head to toe. The dragons went along with it, not so much hoping to be the father, but just to get it over with so they could leave.

“Find anything yet?” asked Rainbow Dash after an hour.

“Nothing much,” admitted Scootaloo. “There’s even more differences between them and Storm than there are similarities. I am even less sure of who the father is now than when we started.”

“Same,” groaned Rainbow Dash. “What do we do now?”

“Give up so we can go home,” Red stated.

“You’ve wasted enough of our time as is,” Orange added.

“Is it really so important to figure out which of us is the father?” questioned Yellow.

“Yes it is!” snapped Rainbow Dash. “It’s important because Storm is important to me. I would hope that her father would feel the same.”

“Just say it’s me then,” offered Green. “Problem solved.”

“Problem not solved,” snapped Rainbow Dash. “I don’t want to just say some random dragon is Storm’s father. I want to know for certain they are and it’s not just to confirm who it is, I want them to be there for Storm, to love and support her like a real parent would.”

“Well, there isn’t anything we can do if you can’t even be sure which one of us is the father,” pointed out Blue. “It was fun thinking back to the sex we had, but if we’re at an impasse then there’s no reason we have to stay.”

“So, if there’s nothing else, guess we’ll be going,” finished Purple as the dragons took off into the sky, save for Indigo.

“G-Goodbye,” Indigo said quietly before taking to the air too.

“They’re leaving,” cried Rainbow Dash in a panic.

“It might be for the best,” suggested Scootaloo. “It didn’t seem like they were all that interested in being a father anyway. Sorry to put you through all this grief for nothing.”

“No,” countered Rainbow Dash. “I don’t want to give us just yet. You said you had a backup plan, right? Can it guarantee which one of them is the father?”

“I don’t know if it’ll work with dragons, but it is worth a try,” admitted Scootaloo, but that seemed good enough for Rainbow Dash as she took off after the dragons.

“Hopefully, I can convince them,” thought Rainbow Dash as she zoomed through the air to cut them off.

“I thought we were done here,” groaned Red.

“One of us might be the father, but if there’s no way to know for sure then we’re not interested,” added Orange.

“We might have a way,” replied Rainbow Dash. “And if you all stay… I’ll uh… give you your weight in gems! That should be more than worth a little more of your time.”

The dragons conversed among themselves before turning to Rainbow Dash and nodded. “Fine, we’ll stay a little longer,” Green told her.

“But I hope you’re not just saying that,” included Purple, looking at Rainbow Dash skeptically.

“No. Of course not. Honesty is my thing,” lied Rainbow Dash. As they flew back to her home, Rainbow Dash couldn’t imagine this situation getting any worse.

“Live from Manehatten! Welcome to the Dr. Philly Show!” the announcer pony called out to the audience. “And here’s your host, Dr. Philly!” The audience erupted with applause as a gray-haired pony with blue eyes walked onto the stage. He had on a tie on his neck, was suffering mane loss on the top of his head and a mustache over his muzzle. He had a Cutie Mark of an ink blot on his flank.

“Welcome, everyone,” Dr. Philly greeted everyone. “Today we’ve got a very special show. A pony is attempting to find the father of her daughter among seven potential males. However, these men aren’t ponies, but dragons.” There was a gasp from the audience as they heard this. “We’ll be back in a few minutes to introduce them after a word from our sponsors.”

“Ugh, I can’t believe I agreed to do this,” groaned Rainbow Dash as she attempted to hide herself with her wings as she walked on stage with Scootaloo and the seven dragons. “This is about as embarrassing as it can get.”

“It’ll be fine,” assured Scootaloo. “Nobody we know is here and all the ponies in the audience will likely forget all about us by Dr. Philly’s next show.”

“Hey Crash!” shouted a familiar voice from the audience. Rainbow Dash’s jaw dropped when she saw it was Soarin waving from the audience. Next to him was Spitfire as well as a number of her fellow Wonderbolts looking already amused before the show even started.

“The Wonderbolts?!?” cried Rainbow Dash. “What are they doing here?”

“We always have reserved seats for friends and family to watch the show,” Dr. Philly explained. “Don’t you watch my show?”

“No,” remarked Rainbow Dash. “But even if I did, I didn’t say one word about being a Wonderbolt so how were you able to invite them?”

“Uh, I might have let that slip,” admitted Scootaloo. “It’s kinda how we were able to get booked same day for this show.”

“She’s right,” nodded the doctor. “Celebrity relations are the hot button item this season and this one will put my ratings through the roof. So, once the cameras start rolling feel free to cry and scream and throw a chair or two. The audience eats that stuff up.”

“Can’t you just tell us who’s the father?” Rainbow Dash grumbled.

“I could, but that just takes about five minutes and we have to fill the other fifty-five with something,” he explained. “Preferably tons of drama, rage, and a healty amount of violence with a few shameful plugs thrown in. Those are the ingredients to ratings gold.”

“We’ll be back in five,” announced the cameraman as he continued to count down. “Four… three… two… one…”

“Welcome back,” Dr. Philly called out to his viewers in both the audience and those back home. “We’re dealing with a case of ‘who’s the daddy?’ between a member of the elite flying squad, the Wonderbolts and not one, not two, but seven, that’s right, seven potential dragon fathers. Let’s start out by talking to the mare in question. Allow me to introduce you to the mare involved, Ms. Rainbow “Crash” Dash.”

There was an eruption of applause from the audience as Dr. Philly approached Rainbow Dash once more. The rainbow-maned flier was normally one who relished such applause, but not in this context. “Woohoo!” whistled Soarin. “Go Crash!”

“Poor Crash,” commented Fleetfoot. “She’s been in some pretty bad situations before, but I think she’d face down another Equestria-wide crisis than be doing this.”

“I’m glad it’s her rather than me,” nodded Spitfire. “Just thinking of having all my dirty laundry laid out for all to see makes my mane stand on end.”

“So, do you prefer ‘Rainbow’ or ‘Crash?’” asked Dr. Philly.

“‘Rainbow Dash’ is fine,” she answered averting her eyes from the camera.

“Would you like a drink or something,” he told her. “You look nervous”

“This is just more embarrassing than the time I didn’t look both ways before crossing the runway,” she admitted. “Are you sure I can’t get the answer and skip all this filler?”

“We’ve got plenty more show to do first,” he answered. “First off, we need to introduce all the potential fathers.” He walked over to the red dragon first. “From left to right potential father number one’s name is ‘Red’ and going down the line we have ‘Orange,’ ‘Yellow,’ ‘Green,’ ‘Blue,’ ‘Indigo,’ and ‘Purple.’”

“Those aren’t even our real names,” stated Red. “That’s just what she decided to call us.”

“A breakdown in family dynamic,” spoked Dr. Philly to the audience. “I’ve seen many cases like this before. Rather than showing her significant other proper respect the pony verbally abuses them with demeaning names or loveless labels.”

“I wasn’t doing that to demean them or anything,” argued Rainbow Dash. “It was just till I could figure out who was Storm’s father. It’s easier to learn one name than seven after all.”

“And it is that kind of compromise and belittling that causes such fissures in relations,” stated Dr. Philly. “This lack of commitment and hostility is the leading cause of collapsing marriages all over Equestria. In fact, I go into detail about that matter in my new book, ‘Don’t be the ‘Ass’ in Harassment’ on sale right now for twenty bits at your local bookstore.”

The audience was alive with applause as Dr. Philly plugged his book. They also rained down plenty of boos at Rainbow Dash as well.

“Scoots,” pleaded Rainbow Dash. “Please tell me it won’t be like this for the next hour.”

“Well, from what I’ve seen, talk shows like this typically look to demonize one side and try to place the blame on them,” she admitted. “I actually thought he might point the blame on the dragons, but looks like you were targeted instead.”

“So, after you were summoned by the Dragonlord to fly over to Rainbow Dash’s house, what happened next, Mr. Purple?” asked Dr. Philly.

“She wanted to see which one of us was the father of her daughter,” Purple answered. “But she couldn’t even figure it out then. After having us come all that way for nothing, she bribed us with our weight in gemstones, which I bet is a bunch of bologna as well.”

“I can see Rainbow Dash has you frustrated,” observed Dr. Philly. “Well, do what you can to vent. Throw a chair, I insist.”

“Heh, sounds like fun,” agreed Purple as he lifted up his chair and chucked it into the audience. Fortunately, a spell was in place to repel it safely back onto the stage.”

“Awesome,” Orange said as he got up and threw his chair too and before long all the other dragons (save for Indigo) were throwing their chairs and doing it again and again as they bounced back to them.

“So, anything you have to say for yourself, Rainbow Dash?” asked Dr. Philly.

“Me?” she cried and could see the ugly looks from the crowd glaring at her. “You just inspired a new chair-throwing pastime to those dragons and I’m somehow still the bad guy in all this?”

“They are simply venting their frustrations through healthy, physical activity,” he elaborated.

“I bet I can toss my chair the furthest,” bragged Green as he got ready to throw again.

“Yeah, they seem to really like venting,” Rainbow Dash said sarcastically. “Is the hour almost up yet?”

“It hasn’t even been ten minutes,” informed Dr. Philly. “But about now would be a good time to take some genetic samples from each of you backstage.”

“And get the answer of who is the father… please?” replied Rainbow Dash beggingly with puppy dog eyes.

“Not till the end of the show,” he answered adamantly.

“Fine,” grumbled Rainbow Dash she flew and quickly intercepted the chairs as the dragons tossed them. “Playtime is over for now,” she told them. “Let’s get the daddy test taken care of. Preferably slowly to help this hour go by faster.”

“We’ll need a sample of DNA from each of you,” a mare backstage told Rainbow Dash and the dragons as she explained what was needed of them. “A plucked hair or feather or even a scale will be enough for us to determine the identity of the father.”

Rainbow Dash plucked a hair from her mane while the dragons each scrapped a couple scales off their bodies. The mare used her magic to lift up their genetic material and placed them each in a different labeled test tube. “And now you can use that to tell us who is Storm’s father?” hoped Rainbow Dash. “And, uh, right away cause, uh, the doc wants to try a new angle on things. Giving the answer now so the next forty or so minutes can be focused on, uh, something else.”

“I still need some DNA from your child,” the mare answered, not buying Rainbow Dash’s words. “We can’t make a match without something to match it with.”

“But Storm is at Twilight’s,” cried Rainbow Dash. “I didn’t bring some DNA from her too.”

“I took care of that,” Scootaloo said as she handed Rainbow Dash a small glass box. Inside it was a tiny, pale blue feather. Looking at it brought a smile to Rainbow Dash’s face and a tear to her eye. The dragons looked at her puzzled.

“What’s that?” asked Red.

“One of Storm’s feathers from day she was born,” she explained. “It’s Pegasi tradition to keep one for posterity. I didn’t see what was so important about doing that before, but every time I see this little feather I can’t help but think of my precious, little thunder cloud.”

“She must be really special to you then,” commented Orange.

“More than anything else in Equestria,” nodded Rainbow Dash as she handed over the feather like it was as fragile as a snowflake. “I doubt there are many others I’d go through all this embarrassment for.”

“And give us our weight in gems?” added Purple. “Are you sure you can make good on that?”

“Is that all dragons care about?” grumbled Rainbow Dash. “Gems? What about a daughter that might be yours?”

“But there is very little chance she might be ours,” Green pointed out. “If not for the gems we’d have done all this for nothing.”

“Is that how you all feel?” questioned Rainbow Dash and saw a nod from all of them. Even Indigo gave a timid shake of his head. Seeing this, Rainbow Dash’s angrily snapped at all of them. “Then maybe this was all a mistake because I’d rather let Storm be fatherless than let her have a jerk of a father like any of you! And you can forget the gems. You can breathe fire and rampage all you want. I don’t care, but none of you are getting a single ruby from me.”

“W-Well,” Yellow tried to respond, attempting to give a comeback, but he was drawing a blank. The others were at just as much a loss for words. Finally, Green blurted something out just for the sake of a retort, “Well, the sex with you wasn’t that great!”

“Hah!” laughed Rainbow Dash. “I was just going easy on your back then. If I wanted, I could take you all at the same time!”

“Big talk coming from a little pony,” Purple scoffed.

“Then let’s go back to my place and I’ll show you just how awesome I am,” swaggered Rainbow Dash as she flapped her wings and flew on stage. The dragons followed after Rainbow Dash, intrigued by her boast.

“Oh, it looks like they are back, ladies and gentlecolts,” stated Dr. Philly as Rainbow Dash and the dragons flew in. “Are you all ready for more healing and helping?”

“Forget that,” answered Rainbow Dash. “We’re done here.”

“But what about the show?” cried Dr. Philly. “Don’t you care about the DNA result? What about the drama? The therapy? My ratings?!?”

“I’m sure you can find some way to fill the other thirty nine minutes somehow,” answered Rainbow Dash as she made her exit with the dragons following after.

“But I can’t do that with all my patients flying away,” he cried before looking at the audience. They were growing restless now that it was clear the show was off. “Uh, we are experiencing some technical difficulties at this time.” The audience seemed even more upset upon hearing this and began to boo and toss whatever they had lying around at the doctor. “Oh, I knew I should have had the reflecting spell work on both sides,” he groaned as he took shelter behind a chair to avoid getting hit by anything.”

“Yeah, Crash!” applauded Soarin as Rainbow Dash flew off.

“She lasted longer than I would have on this show,” admitted Spitfire.

“Heh,” chuckled Fleetfoot watching the stage become trashed from the studio audience. “Still, this might be the best show he’s ever done,” laughed Fleetfoot. “I certainly can’t remember one being this entertaining.”

Zooming back home in record time, Rainbow Dash didn’t head into her house, but gathered all the clouds around and meshed them all together into a single large one that was easily able to fit Rainbow Dash and all seven dragons on it. Standing upon it, she looked over the dragons who remained airborne and looked rather hesitant.

“What are you waiting for?” called Rainbow Dash. “A written invitation? Get on over here!”

“Uh, which one of us do you want first?” asked Green when all of them just looked at one another and were undecided on how to proceed.

“First?” questioned Rainbow Dash. “I said I’d take you all at once and I meant it. Now come on over if any of you who wants to get on Rainbow Dash, the ride.”

“You seriously think you can handle seven dragons at the same time?” questioned Blue. “You were a lot of fun during the mating season, but do you seriously think you have what it takes to handle seven mates at once? I hardly know any dragons capable of handling three dragons let alone what you want to do. You’re either very crazy, very horny, or maybe a mix of both.”

“Think what you want, but do your thinking down over here,” she told them, patting the clouds. “It’s nice and comfy.”

The dragons still remained flapping their wings at a distance. With the sexy look Rainbow was giving to invite them over, they did feel tempted and it was Indigo who made the first move to join her on the clouds and then one-by-one the others came and gathered around too. Surrounded by the dragons, Rainbow Dash got to work, rubbing at the dragons’ crotches, starting with Indigo and going in order of their arrival, helping get them aroused for the fun to come.

“Y-You really wanna take us all at once?” asked Indigo shyly as his dragonhood poked out and Rainbow Dash gave it an encouraging lick to make him blush.

“I’ll do my best,” she answered with confidence. “I enjoy pushing my limits and after all that earlier, I need to work off some stress.”

“Must be a lot to want all seven of us at once,” noted Red as she worked on him next to help him get hard.

“But you might regret this,” commented Purple. “Dragons may not be as aggressive for sex when it isn’t the mating season, but you’re gonna be sore when all this is over.”

“Funny,” chuckled Rainbow Dash after finishing the warm up on all seven dragons. “If memory serves, most of you were trying to drag yourselves away cause I was too aggressive.” Looking around, Rainbow Dash grinned seeing all seven were erect and ready to get started. “Now, time for the awesomeness.”

Turning to Indigo, Rainbow Dash leapt onto him and jammed his erection into her pussy. Not wasting a second, Rainbow began riding on the dragon’s cock and moaning with bliss. “Oh, man did I need this.” Turning to the other dragons, she wiggled her flank at them best she could manage to tempt them into joining in. “Still room back here, boys.”

“Damn, I forgot how fine an ass she has,” Red spoke out loud as he instinctively reached to grope it.

“Seems you’re starting to remember,” grinned Rainbow Dash while never forgetting to keep thrusting. “Those buns of steel of mine that I’ve honed through years of training for the Wonderbolts. I’d say they’ve only gotten firmer since then.”

“I’ll say,” he murred and automatically positioned himself behind the rainbow-maned pony and spread her cheeks apart before shoving into her tailhole, easily fitting his length in. “Feels like you’ve seen a lot of action from this end too.”

“Being a Wonderbolt means I’m in high demand and not just for aerial shows,” she bragged as she started to work on a rhythm with Red thrusting forward and pulling back, quickly managing to get make their motions seamless. “And, since time is limited, I sometimes have to cater to two or three fans at once. So, come on! Who else wants a piece of me?”

“I do!” the other five dragons answered all at once and suddenly glared at one another. There was a stare off between them, but without an exchange of words, it was Purple who appeared to win. At least, he was the one who didn’t step back after their stare down and then took a stance with his legs on either side of Indigo as he faced Rainbow Dash with his own mighty rod at the ready and already dripping with eagerness.

“D-Don’t get the wrong idea about this,” Purple stated while averting his eyes. “You just owe us a lot of gems and I’m willing to accept this as compensation.”

“Sounds fair,” she agreed and opened her maw wide to give oral to the third stiffy she was given.

“I wonder if all ponies are this sex hungry or if it’s just this one,” wondered Blue as he and the others sitting out rubbed their eager cocks as they watched.

“I’m not sure if there are,” replied Green, watching the mesmeric humping. “But I’m glad we got this one.”

“Can’t wait for my turn,” stated Orange.

“Me too,” agreed Yellow. “Hurry up, you guys! Lots of horny dragons still waiting.”

The foursome continued, quickly picking up speed as they all neared their climaxes. Rainbow Dash didn’t merely brace herself for it, but reveled in it, going so far as to deep throat the cock in her mouth like it was second nature to her. She even seemed to start humping and thrusting faster than the dragons, pushing all three over the edge at once and felt their seed gush out. Clenching her rear and thighs, as well as her maw, she didn’t allow a drop of seed to leak out and even swallowed the mouthful she had been given.

Slowly, carefully, she pulled out of Red, Purple, and Indigo and saw them panting heavily. “Gotta admit, this is a wonderful ass you’ve got,” praised Red, giving her rear a pat.

“And that’s some deep throating,” stated Purple sitting down to recover. “I’ll definitely have to get some more action from you.”

Indigo remained quiet, but a blushy smile showed that he enjoyed what he was given too. “Glad you liked round one,” bragged Rainbow Dash, flaunting her ego as she made her way to the four remaining dragons. “Cause we’ll have lots more fun when it’s your turns again.”

“Again?” questioned Red sounding quite surprised by this announcement. “You can’t seriously think you can keep this up for three rounds. Two is quite realistic, but I doubt even the horniest dragon could stay aroused beyond that.”

“Then you don’t know me at all,” stated Rainbow Dash, already focused and eager for more. “So who wants in where?” she asked them. “First come, first serve.”

“I’ll take the-” Orange started to say.

“I want your vag!” interrupted Yellow and already picked her up to get his eagerness into position.

“Hey, that’s what I wanted,” Orange complained.

“Calling her ass,” Blue announced and as Yellow reclined on his back, he took his spot at Rainbow’s flank to enter her from that side.

“Oral!” Orange and Green called out in unison.

“I said it first,” Green spoke quickly before Orange.

“No fair!” complained Orange. “I am not waiting longer for my turn.”

“Fellas, fellas,” replied Rainbow Dash. “I’ll take you both. Now get over here.”

The two dragons looked at one another then maneuvered to Rainbow Dash’s front while they tried their best not to step on Yellow who was already humping into Rainbow’s pussy while Blue hammered her ass. Aiming their cocks at her maw, Rainbow opened wide and managed to take their impressive lengths in together and bit by bit take them in deeper as she sucked them both off.

“She’s still not slowing down,” panted Red now a spectator of the action. “I’m getting tired just watching her go.”

“I wonder if she will have the strength to keep going after this,” wondered Purple, a twinge of uncertainty in his voice.

“Sh-She’s very good,” smiled Indigo though nobody heard him.

A roar erupted from the four dragons she was fucking as she worked to push their horniness over the edge. Pushing and pulling, licking and sucking, she didn’t let up on any of it and the dragons couldn’t help but be enamored by her efforts. Despite their efforts to hold out for as long as possible, they quickly found themselves hitting their climaxes and shooting their loads into her, filling her insides with more of their cum. Once more, Rainbow Dash took it like a champ and stood tall while the four dragons looked spent and sat down for a rest.

“Next!” called Rainbow Dash, eyeing Red, Indigo, and Purple once more and made her way back over. “You’re turn again.” She patted her pussy, a bit tender from being used twice already, but still ready for action. “Who wants in here this time? Red? Maybe Purple?”

“I could use a bit more rest,” replied Red.

“Uh, I think you more than paid us back for today,” Purple told her. “And then some. You don’t have to give us any more.”

“I don’t, but I wanna,” grinned Rainbow Dash as she approached them. “I’ve still got a lot of stress to work off and I’m just getting started. Now let’s go again. This time it’ll be 20% more awesome.”

“I didn’t know you could measure sex in percentages,” commented Red.

“She seems like a jock, but maybe she’s secretly some kind of egghead,” suggested Purple.

“Hey!” snapped Rainbow Dash. “I heard that! Now bring those dicks over here on the double!”

Smiling and chuckling some, Indigo made his way over first while the others hesitated before coming over. Purple took Rainbow’s vagina this time, Red got the oral while Indigo was already enjoying her humping ass.

“There she goes again,” panted Blue seeing the bliss in Rainbow’s eyes. It was a look that just wouldn’t quit.

“Surely, she will be done after this,” suggested Green sounding more nervous. “Right?”

That was not the case as Rainbow Dash finished her third round and turned to the four dragons on the ground for more. She was panting hard and sweating, not to mention leaking from the overflowing cum she had in her ass and pussy. Her gut even bulged from all the seed she swallowed, but it did nothing to curb her appetite for more. The dragons, on the other hand, looked more than done after going twice.

“Time for round four,” she grinned looking at the fatigued dragons.

“Can’t we just cuddle for a bit?” asked Blue. “The greed is strong, but the flesh is weak and spongy.”

“I thought dragons were made of tougher stuff,” she told them. “Tougher than ponies, but guess I was wrong. Either way, I’m not done yet, so any volunteers before I start picking for you?”

“He wants another go,” Green answered and raised up Orange’s arm up.

“Hey!” snapped Orange. “I don’t wanna-”

“Great! A volunteer,” smirked Rainbow Dash as she rubbed a hoof on his crotch to help him get aroused again.

“Oh,” murred Orange with a mix of a whimper and arousal. “H-How much longer are you gonna keep this up for anyway?”

“Just till I’ve had my fill,” she answered as she made his dick poke out once more and started to tenderly lick it to help it the rest of the way. Once he was fully hard for the second time, she sat her flank down on it and began to ride him. “Shouldn’t be too much longer.”

Several hours passed before Rainbow Dash was finally satisfied. Lacking even the strength to move after going countless rounds with the dragons, she rested on the cloud, surrounded on the seven dragons all oversexed till they had passed out. They each had their claws and thighs covering over their crotches defensively and Rainbow couldn’t help but chuckle.

“That was really awesome,” smiled Rainbow Dash. “And these guys aren’t that bad, at least, in bed. One of them has to be Storm’s father… but if they aren’t interested I should respect that. The fact that I’ve been gifted with such an amazing daughter and she already has so many who love and care for her is more than enough.” Rainbow let out a big yawn. “They’ll probably all be gone by the time I wake up. Kind of a shame. I was just getting to like them too.”

Closing her eyes, Rainbow Dash finally passed out from exhaustion.

“Hmm?” moaned Rainbow Dash as she felt something nudge against the side of her face. “Another minute, please…” She felt something continue to urge her awake. It didn’t let up despite remaining silent and forced Rainbow Dash to open her eyes and see who it was. There she saw the smiling, green face of her pet tortoise, Tank.

“Oh, hey, Tank, yawned Rainbow Dash as she stretched. “Just a moment and I’ll feed you.” She rubbed her weary eyes as she climbed out of bed, but just as she did, she realized she wasn’t where she should have been after falling asleep and everything else before that came flooding back too. “How the hay did I get here?” Before she could ponder this, she overheard some noise coming from downstairs. “Someone’s here. Come on, Tank!” Flying down the stairs, Rainbow went to investigate, while Tank followed, moving so slow, it was likely going to take him at least ten minutes to get down there.

As Rainbow Dash reached her living room, she discovered Scootaloo was there, along with her baby daughter, Storm Chaser, and all seven dragons. “Isn’t she the most adorable thing you’ve ever seen?” asked Scootaloo to the dragons.

“Of course she is,” replied Red nuzzling against Storm’s belly and making her giggle. “After all, she’s my little pyro. Isn’t that right Stormy? Isn’t that right?”

“Maybe she’s my little pyro,” replied Purple. “You ever think of that?”

“She could still be mine,” pointed out Blue.

“Or just as much mine,” added Green.

“No way, she’s definitely mine,” countered Orange.

“Mine!”

“Mine!”

“No! Mine!” the dragons bickered between one another, even Indigo, though he still spoke in a quiet voice. “M-Mine…”

Scootaloo carefully took Storm from the quarreling dragons, in case they got violent and backed up nervously. “I didn’t think this would happen,” she worried. “I hope Rainbow Dash gets up soon.”

“Uh, I am up,” Rainbow Dash spoke, making Scootaloo jump.

“R-Rainbow Dash!” she cried. “When did you get here?”

“Just a minute ago,” she answered. “What’s going on over here?”

“Well, I stayed behind after you and these guys ditched the show,” explained Scootaloo. “So, I got to see the fallout unfold when Dr. Philly had about forty minutes of a show and no guests. He tried stalling for time, advertising his book, but that didn’t go over well with the crowd and he started getting pelted with tomatoes.”

“The audience brings tomatoes?” questioned Rainbow Dash feeling even more relieved she got out when she did.

“Actually, they are provided,” chuckled Scootaloo. “I, uh, probably should have mentioned that too, but at least they found a much better target.”

“I hope you didn’t get hit too,” commented Rainbow Dash.

“Fortunately, I found out his oversized books make a pretty decent shield so that helped,” she smiled. “Oh, and I also brought back Storm’s feather… and this!” Scootaloo held up a folded piece of paper and upon doing so, the seven dragons went quiet and stared at it.

“What’s this?” asked Rainbow Dash as she took the paper and saw everyone crowd around her.

“Come on,” asked Yellow. “What’s it say?”

“Which of us is the father?” questioned Red.

“Wait, you mean this is…” gasped Rainbow Dash, her hooves shaking. “The DNA test?!?”

“After the show tanked I managed to sneak over and grab it,” she explained with an accomplished look on her face. “I flew over to bring it to you… but… you all were a bit busy at the time and I didn’t want you to disturb you.”

“You were watching me have sex?” blushed Rainbow Dash feeling embarrassed.

“For four hours,” added Scootaloo. “Man, that was amazing. I have a lot of work ahead of myself to be as great as you.”

“Well, since you learned that about me, why don’t you tell me about who you’ve been seeing?” grinned Rainbow Dash making Scootaloo blush.

“Um, one mystery at a time,” said Scootaloo changing the subject. “See who the father is. We were waiting for you so none of us have looked.”

“So, take a look already,” Green stated. “Tell them that this precious bundle of joy’s mine.”

“Little Stormy only deserves the best,” argued Purple. “And that’s why she is clearly my daughter.”

“You might want to tell them before they start fighting again,” suggested Scootaloo. “They’ve been going on and off like this quite a few times already.”

“I’m just a little confused,” stated Rainbow Dash. “First, it was like none of you even cared about doing this and were just in it for some gems. Then you were getting set to leave, but now none of you want to leave? Was the sex that good?”

“The sex was awesome,” admitted Red.

“If not a little traumatic, but in a good way if that’s possible,” added Orange.

“But your friend, Scootaloo brought little Stormy back with her,” Indigo added. “And we got to see her for ourselves and well… WE ALL FELL IN LOVE WITH HER!” Everyone was shocked by Indigo’s outburst, easily the loudest he’s been since he arrived.”

“It’s true,” nodded Blue. “Now, would you please tell us who is the father so we can finally see who is the lucky dragon?”

“Who is the… lucky… dragon,” repeated Rainbow Dash as she looked at the folded piece of paper and then back at all the eager faces waiting for the most incredible news of their lives. Unfolding the paper felt like the most difficult thing for Rainbow Dash to do, now, with the added knowledge that six dragons would undoubtedly be heartbroken with the results. Trembling, Rainbow Dash did the one thing she felt was right at this moment. Taking the piece of paper, she stuffed it in her mouth, chewed it up, and swallowed.

“What did you do that for?” cried Scootaloo. “After all you went through for that!”

“I know, but I just don’t think it’d be right,” she admitted. “All these dragons want to be Storm’s father and seeing how eager each one is, I can’t help feeling it would be wrong to make so many of you sad with the results. So, while DNA might say who the biological father is, I want to make the choice and say that you all can be her father.”

“All of us?” asked Orange. “Stormy is all of ours?”

“Nope,” smiled Rainbow Dash. “You are all of Stormy’s. She’s the one who’s the lucky dragon, having all seven, no, wait, eight of us to support her.” Rainbow looked at Scootaloo and amended herself again. “Nine of us.” Tank finally made it down stairs and started making his way over to them. “Ten. Did I miss anyone else?” Nobody else showed up so Rainbow Dash settled for ten.

“Does that mean you’ll learn all our real names now?” asked Red.

“We’ll see,” replied Rainbow Dash.

Author's Note

Rainbow Dash attempts to find the father of her daughter among the multiple dragons she got with during the dragon mating season. Will she be successful?