Spike had been resting for half an hour on one of the beds of the gym, that’s, of course, a product of the hard work made once he entered the room… which consisted of a two minutes run that had to be done before his real workout could start. The main issues, however, were three really important facts.

One, the warm-up session was supposed to last fifteen minutes, not three.

And two, he was already spent.

“This can’t be happening,” Spike snarled before taking another breath, “I shouldn’t be this wasted because of a short run, I mean, I took that mountain of clothes to the laundry room, cleaned masked room, for Celestia’s sake I even had sex with her!” Spike paused at that last statement, “… that last one shouldn’t have happened either…”

He slowly—and painfully—made his way up. His focus lost on the machinery in the background as his mind tried to digest everything. “The comic will return to its original content…” he thought out loud, “but my mind will not forget that… her smell, her moans…”

Spike’s breathing became slower, his cheeks red, and his expression one of joy. “What…” he snapped, eyes the size of a plate. He slapped himself, “No, Spike that is wrong, there is only one mare for you,” he scolded.

Still tired, he made his way out of bed and started his way out of the room. The comfy carpet making his waddling more bearable, “Come on, focus a little… Hum Drum should be good at something heroic, and I still have two more floors to prove it.”

Spike stood in front of the elevator, a claw reaching the base of his chin to support all the thoughts inside the drake’s mind. “Maybe I should try at the fourth one first, it’s just one level down so if somepony is there it will be easier to get back here and choose another one…” he hummed, thoughtfully, “or maybe I should go directly to the first floor and start testing the gadgets… at least I’ll have something at claw to defend myself from the girls.”

As Spike took his time to consider his options, he noticed how the world around him turn darker. He was so focused that his perception of the universe consisted of him, his thoughts, and the dark and unknown future.

His claw rubbed the absence of beard at the same time his eyes shined at the realization: someone that is that good and dedicated at thinking should be the one making the plans!

The satisfied dragon, now with a smile on his face, was ready to make his option. Now the only thing he needed to do was to press the “4F” labeled button, after the dark surrounding him disappeared, that is.

“Yeap~ anytime now…” he waited, “ok, brain, I made my choice. You can focus on other things now.”

Nothing. The void surrounding him was still there. Spike started to rub his elbows, a faint laugh escaping his lips. “Okay… ahm, it got cold all off a sudden…” he pointed with a trembling voice. “And… those shadows moving around me are really disorienting, right, mister mean glowing eyes?”

Beads of sweat now clouded Spike's face; His breathing almost inaudible. The bright yellow eyes narrowed the distance.

“Th- These must be the work of an enemy-” he paused abruptly, almost biting his tongue, “no, I had never seen this one before… this shouldn’t be…”

“Hum” the void growled, “Drum!” it shouted demonically.

Spike fell on his back out of fear, hugging his tail and silently whimpering as teardrops formed on the corners of his eyes.

“Really?!” the voice asked incredulously. “Come on pup, you did better last time!” it added before the glowing eyes disappeared. The void surrounding the drake disappeared, proving itself to be a tornado and not a vacuum on space. A Pegasus mare stood before Spike, wearing nothing but black shorts and a cocky smile.

“Wait, what?”

“Don’t give me the wait what now,” she scolded, her rump falling down to the ground, “dude I’ve thought we were progressing since last time,” she said before sighing in discontent.

Spike looked at the mare cautiously, her detailed abs, a thin and short body, her powerful and thick flanks… focus Spike! He shook his head and looked at the mare again. There was no doubt, she was the power pony known as Zapp.

“Are you ok, shrimp?” Zapp tilted her head, “you looked lost even before I could capture you with my powers.”

“Huh?” he mumbled, “y-yeah, just a little lightheaded,” he made up on his way up to his feet, “I… ahm, woke with a serious case of amnesia…”

Zapp crossed a brow and then smiled smugly at the drake.

“What?” the drake took a step back, his lips shaking.

“yeah~ right” she cooed, “it so happens that you forgot everything on laundry day…” she approached the drake, her pose firm and—even though she was smaller than the average—authoritarian, “or maybe… you are just trying to avoid Fili, since is her turn to have you today.”

“What? Of course not!” he replied, yet his stance remained on guard. “Why I would even try to avoid her?”

Zapp’s cocky expression faded, replaced now by a confused look. That look soon turned into a stare, a deep stare that surrounded the drake as she moved around him. That made the drake all the more nervous.

Oh oh, maybe I said something wrong? He thought as the mare moved out of his field of view. I thought my acting as Hum Drum was near to flawless. Come on! Stop staring and say something!

…

agh nothing it seems like I’ll be headed to the interrogation room very soon…

…

Wait, she has been staring at my back for a while… he concluded before opening his mouth with the intention of asking for the mare’s doing.

“Yo,” she exclaimed and the drake jumped for the second time since last hour, “I can’t be sure if all that amnesia crap is true. If it’s then maybe we will need to call the others… if not then you are a bad guy that choose the wrong day to mess up with us.”

Spike glanced back at her. Zapp’s eyes were shimmering back at him with tenacity; her forelegs were bent and her head near the ground: she was ready to attack him dare he tried to make a wrong move.

At least that was what Spike hoped, unfortunately, he wasn’t seeing her on guard but rather…

“Only way to find out is by fighting!” She roared before launching herself at the drake.

Spike duck his way out of the first attack of Zapp. A glimpse of joy swelled inside him before it faded at the contact with her second attack. The drake’s coughed out his hair in pain as the previous kick from the hero was barely being processed by his brain. He did not have the time to think about how he got hit, however, since another punch was waiting for him at the end of the room.

Zapp somehow had managed to kick him from the back before flashing herself to the other corner of the room for a combo.

“Holly,” Spike stammered, a punch meeting his face seconds later, “guacamole…”

The blow made the drake spin in the air like a drill as his little body coursed down through the air and roughly on the ground. Two more spins on the ground at the end of the ride were the last thing he felt before his eyes opened again. She is as fast as Rainbow Dash… or maybe I’m just too slow…

Spike tried to stand up, his eyes focused on the mare’s ones. Groans and moans escaped his mouth on his way up, really? I have been hit by worst things while training magic spells with Twilight, He thought, his breathing shallow and erratic, oh, right, those were with my real body, not this one… he made a quick check up at his hand and body, at least he is not bleeding.

“It seems like you are as tough as him,” Zapp smiled, “only Hum Drum can withstand my blows like you did, kid.”

Spike's eyes widened at the new information given. He finally heard something useful about his hero.

“Well, that is considering the fact that all of our villains are douchbags who had never trained in their lives,” Zapp added to the drake’s discomfort. “But well, that is enough talking. I hope you got enough time to breathe because now it’s your turn to show me what you are made of!”

Spike readied his claws as his opponent prepared herself. The difference in strength between them was so evident that it could be misunderstood as a universal law. Knowing his possibilities, he moved sideways—without losing his focus on the mare—while thinking in his next move.

Two, three, a skip and then a jump. Spike ran at the mare while giving small jumps in zig-zag. I don’t have my strength, he looked at the mare as he narrowed the distance, her pose was threatening enough to make his claws shake, but his legs didn’t betray him. Neither my speed nor my agility, Zapp tried a punch in the jaw but he clutched the her forehoof and used the momentum to get himself above her.

It doesn’t matter, I have always been confident about my other skills. Spike prepared himself to land on the mare’s back, his claws aimed at their target.

Including the one who can beat even the most powerful of mares!

“Ag-Kyaaaaahhh!”

The determination and bravado who previously colored Spike’s eyes with a shimmering green were gone. His claws, however, were still pressed firmly against the mare’s flanks. “uhm… that was, unexpected…” he commented, mostly to himself.

Zapp didn’t answer with words but actions. She slowly laid on his stomach and let her head rest on the carpet. Spike denoted how her flanks were now easier to hold and softer.

Really soft… as if, wait… Spike gripped the handful of rump with the tip of his fingers, humming sounds disrupting his concentration, ahw… I shouldn’t be doing this

“Hummy~” moaned Zapp, warm puffs coming from her snout, “Th-that, is more like the Hum Drum I know.”

Spike claws keep working as his mind tried to hide from the world, okay, Spike, remember what you know up until now. He breathed deeply; Zapp moaned softly. Would you stop that already!

“Ahg, yes, be a little rougher my little one,” she faintly shouted before inhaling deeply.

Dang it, I just touched a sensible spot there… he paused his thoughts and tried his best to mute the moans out. Alright, what I know is that Hum Drum is the stress reliever of the power ponies.

From the outside of Spike’s vacuum of thoughts, words tried to reach him with no avail.

Maybe they are not all like that, surely masked and Fili are the only problematic ones while the others just get off by things like this… he convinced himself, Yes, that’s surely what is happening.

“Hum, yo… going to roug…”

I don’t have to worry; just a couple of massages here and there and I could go to the next floor. He smiled at the thought and his body responded with vigor on its work.

“My mind… blank, I’ll end… lovin… you dumb…”

Radiance and mare-velous should be even easier, after all, they are the purest of them all, a little talk with them and I may get my way down to the others floors without any incident.

“Cummi… I’m… can’t hold it…”

Ha, this can be a piece of cake with enough caution. The only thing I need to do know is clean this oil out of my… wait…

Spike got back to reality after seeing his now musky claws, a intense fragrance emanated from the oil like substance covering his digits.

“Hum Drum~”

Spike looked back, his claws near his snout and his expression the one of a perpetrator. His victim, Zapp, laid gasping for air below him, a satisfied grin curling her lips and a lustful tongue lolling out in sought of fresh air.

He slowly dismounted her, still incredulous of what had happened, yet his guilty claws were stubborn enough to remind him of how real everything had been. I don’t understand… I’ve given massages no mares before, they moan and make weird sounds but it had never got this far… he fiddled with his dirty fingers, was that me, or Hum Drum?

Zapp waddled his way to Spike. And how is that I got so lost in my thoughts? I know that my time with Twilight has made a toll on my habits but this is ridiculous.

“All that work made me thirsty,” Zapp said before sniffing Spike’s crotch, “mind if I drink a little of Hum’s special beverage?” she smiled smugly, her half-lidded eyes luring Spike.

Spike hesitated for a moment, his claws reaching his chest on instinct. “ahm Zapp…” he paused, What should I say to her? What if Hum Drum actually likes or had liked this kind of situation?! I can’t refuse her… wait, an excuse! That’s it!

Spike took a step back, “Ahm… do you remember… Fili!” he exclaimed, not noticing that the mare was slowly approaching his crotch, “Yes, Fili, it is her turn today, right? That’s what you told me, soOO-”

Zapp caressed his crotch, making Spike tremble. “Zapp… no,” he moaned as the mare sniffed and kissed the spot. “I-I…” he stammered, still trying to refuse. His body, however, was thinking otherwise. His member was already reaching out from its lair, making a bulge inside the hero’s leotard. Zapp noticed the prisoner inside Spike’s costume and decided to taunt him.

“Hello lil’ fella,” she licked her lips, her hot breath reaching Spike’s rod, “You seem to be struggling there, let me help you,” she took the zipper with her teeth and freed Spike’s pink rod.

The drake couldn’t move at the sight of what was happening, his mind becoming foggy again, yet this time his focus was on the mare touching his dick with her soft and wet lips. He moaned and gasped with every kiss given from her.

“Mmm, it smells dirty…” she cooed, “I wasn’t your first one today, huh?”

“No! I-I didn’t use it,” he protested.

“ho~ so you don’t deny it,” she said, her tongue lolling out.

“It wasn’t my fault I jus- ah!” Spike shouted at the mare’s tongue contact with his sensitive skin, “ple… ahg…”

Zapp licked the drake slowly, making sure to expel out as much warm air as she could. The drake legs shook as she fooled with him. She kissed the tip of his cock and opened her mouth, ready to take her next step.

Looking at what was next to come Spike couldn’t help himself but fell to the ground, letting his member expose—to the mare’s content.

Gasping for air, the mare glanced between the drake’s eyes and his member, “are you still trying to deny it? Come on Hum, as a hero you should be more honest,” she said before lying between his legs, her mouth inches away from the drake’s tip. “Here, I won’t do anything unless you want me too.”

Spike considered the proposal. That’s it, I can make a run for it now! He thought, a faint smile curling on his lips. Then he looked at himself, there was still a problem on his plan. If I were to leave on this state, I don’t think I could ever move properly like this. She made it so rough and stiff that it was painful just to see it.

And she won’t stop breathing on top of it… my good mother… it feels so good…

Spike’s right claw moved to the mare, taking her from the check. Zapp, in response, opened her mouth in a display to the drake. I can’t leave like this, I’ll only be an easy target for the others… he caressed the mare, and she in response kissed him on the tip of his cock.

Spike held her tenderly from the back of her ear and pressed down. Zapp understood the motion and opened her mouth on the way down, enveloping the drake’s member.

Zapp started to lick Spike’s rod as she wobbled down just a few inches from her starting point. “Mmm… so tasty…” her saliva started to drench the drake, making it easier for her to take it deeper.

Spike patted her head and mane as she slowly savored his dick. This… feels sooo… and her face; she looks so cute while sucking me. It’s like that time Applejack made a cider flavored lollipop for Dash’s birthday…

Zapp eyes focused on the drake as his soft moans made her aroused marehood drench the carpet below her.

She released her grip for a moment to breathe. “So dirty… did you work out before I got here,” she asked before licking the tip.

“Y-yeah… I… a lot… of work…” Spike gasped, his cheeks red and puffy, “sorry…”

“Don’t be, such a faint smell won’t stop me,” she said before taking Spike’s dragonhood into her mouth, sucking loudly this time. “Such a rotten… salty… delicious taste… won’t-”

Zapp eyes turned more lustful as she rammed her mouth deeper. Spike could only moan in ecstasy as the mare blew him vigorously without any signs of minding her choking.

“Come on, is this your first time getting head or something?! Shove it deeper!” she scolded, her wet crotch fidgeting with the carpet.

“I…” Spike started to focus on the mare as she made it to the base of his dick, “I, can’t, I’ll cum” he muttered, the mare’s throat proving to be too much for the little drake, “I feel like I’m melting… goodness…”

Zapp took the drake’s cock out for a moment, “give it to me, lil pup, I’ll handle it,” she stated before swallowing the drake’s rocket right to the base.

Spike couldn’t take it anymore; he started to thrust fervently as his hands reached the back of Zapp’s head and pushed her deeper. The mare’s wet folds squirted as the member inside her mouth began to pump.

“I am… cumming!”

Spike took a hold of Zapp’s head and restrained her on the base of his cock as his member shot row after row of his seed, making the mare wistfully moan. Spike let her go, yet she remained on her spot, swallowing every last drop and sucking the last remains from the tip before making a loud pop sound once she released him.

“ah~ Now, that was refreshing,” she sighed in content, her head lying on the carpet. She glanced at her partner with a smug face, noticing that Spike’s cock was still stiff and ready. Meanwhile, the drake was looking at the same target as the mare but with a different set of thoughts.

What the-? How is it possible for you to still be like this?! We just betrayed Rarity Twice today… wait, I didn’t consider that at the beginning? His dick saluted him, don’t give me the, “she will never know” nonsense, his member then jolted up, the damage is already done! Casting a memory spell on me won’t make me less guilty.

“Hey kid,” Zapp called. The drake glanced at her, his eyes widening in the process. The mare laid on her back, her hooves pulling her shorts down and presenting her wet loins, “are you wondering why your weewee won’t come down? Maybe your sessions with Fili are the reasons. Anyhow, I think me and my friend over here can take care of it.”

The drake was already eager to deny the proposal and think of another way to handle the problem, but something was taking the words out of his mouth… that same something was also making his legs move towards the mare.

I… I can’t, Spike tried to restrain himself but failed. His member, on the other hand, was eager to keep the pace, we shouldn’t be doing this.

Yes, we should.

N-no, my heart belongs to Rarity!

I don’t see a problem sharing our dick then.

Spike stopped, not only in his stride but also in thought; someone was messing around with his head, that voice couldn’t be him.

Of course, I am...

Spike then understood what was happening, it was greed, the greed of a dragon who was speaking to him.

“Hey Mr. Indecision, I’m waiting here,” Zapp groaned while flapping her shorts in an attempt to lure the Drake.

That’s not helping Zapp, he thought. The voice in his head tried to convince him to give in. I don’t know how you got here too… but I’ll make sure to not let you do as you please.

Try me.

Spike scrunched his fist and started to move again, yet he went towards the mare’s head instead of her loins.

What are you doing?! Her secret garden is over there!

“Zapp, It won’t be fair for Fili if I get spent with you,” he scolded, claw holding his member—an action that made Zapp smile even though she was caught cheating on the rules—“but, I can give you another taste if you want. That it’s my offer.”

Zapp only opened her mouth as a response; meanwhile, her forehooves fumbled with her wet marehood. Spike slowly introduced his rod inside her craving mouth, sighing deeply as he was enveloped and milked.

He stood there like a puppy while Zapp sucked him tenderly. Lost in paradise; moaning and relishing on the feeling.

Well, I won’t complain, this girl really know how to milk…

Don’t get too cocky, I’ll make sure to get rid of you once this is over.

Really? I thought you would take care of the other girl first.

Huh? Spike caught his breath. What other girl?

The one looking at us from the stairs.

Author's Note

Thanks to castroedgar316 for prereading this chapter.

And special thanks to Duskhoof for being my proofreader this time. You were a big helper there, lad.

I'll post a new blog to make a poll to chose the character for the next chapter so stay tuned tomorrow!