Sucking in a breath to try and calm herself, Fluttershy followed several steps behind Twilight. The others watched in quiet reverence for the mare’s bravery. When she’d disappeared into the cave’s darkness, they decided to honor her courage by doing the very best they could on their parts of the plan.

“So then,” Twilight began, her tone as casual and unapologetic as if she hadn’t just resorted to emotional blackmail a few seconds ago. “What do you think will be the best way to wake up the dragon?”

Fluttershy mumbled something.

“Say again?”

“Well, I don’t actually have any experience with any dragon but Spike. How does he wake up?”

Twilight took a moment to ponder. “Oh!” She reached into her saddle bag and levitated out a few of the gems Rarity had brought. “Nothing gets his little lizard butt in gear like the smell of food.”

“Um, Twilight. I think it’s um, kind of, you know, a little offensive to call a dragon a lizard.”

“Oh please. Dragons have thick scales. Literally and figuratively. I’m sure this guy won’t mind-”

“That the bite-sized intruders that disturbed his sleep are also calling him rude names?”

“… Point made. See, now this is why I wanted you to come along.”

“Because the quiet mare displaying symptoms of anthrophobia is better at socializing than you?”

Twilight raised an eyebrow at her companion. “You, uh, feeling okay?” she asked of the unexpectedly passive aggressive mare. “I mean, you’re not exactly wrong, but…”

“No, Twilight,” Fluttershy said resolutely. “I am most certainly not alright. My body is all tingly in the worst way possible. I feel cold where I should be warm, my wing pits are all sweaty, I’m pretty sure I have bad breath, and I’m currently reviewing every decision in my life that has led up to this moment while simultaneously compartmentalizing said moment for selective amnesia, later.”

Twilight blinked. “Well… shit.”

“And I’m also pretty certain that’s the tail.” Fluttershy pointed at a section of the wall that was rather distinctive from the rest.

Even in the dark, it was a fair bit redder than the gray stone behind it. Following the distinctive texture with their eyes, the mares tracked the ever widening expanse deeper into the cave. Before long, the cave’s dimness had been washed away by a brilliant light that reflected off of a pile of gold and jewels that was, in Twilight’s estimation, roughly equivalent to a tenth of the royal treasury. However, the thing illuminated by the treasure was awe inspiring in a whole other way.

The dragon was enormous. It pretty much embodied everything Fluttershy had described. Big, red, somewhat serpentine in shape. It’s nostrils were bigger than a pony’s head and a single claw was longer than Molestia was tall. Pinkish spines ran along the great beast’s back, all leading up to an elongated, reptilian face.

Thinking more on the treasury detail, Twilight pulled her gems out once more and compared them to the hundreds of others already on the pile.

“Put those away,” Fluttershy urgently whisper hissed, never tearing her eyes from the terrifying creature.

“What? Why?” Twilight whispered back. “They’re our peace offering.”

“Dragons are notoriously greedy and protective of their treasure. If she gets upset, what exactly is going to convince such a creature that these gems aren’t already hers and that we’re not trying to steal them?”

Twilight blinked once more. “Point, again. Also, she!?”

“Yeeesss,” the dragoness hissed, blearily blinking her yellow, reptilian eyes awake.

Fluttershy and Twilight tensed. Their butt holes had tightened enough to crush coal into diamonds as their blood ran cold. Ancient herbivore instincts suddenly sprang back to life at sensing the presence of such a tremendous predator. These instincts screamed at them to run, to flee to safety, but also warning that running would only invite the predator to chase.

“You tinies have been making an awful racket since you arrived in front of my cave.” The dragoness’ voice was booming, even more so than her snoring. She sounded a little like a woman trying to deepen her voice to sound more masculine, but even Twilight wasn’t oblivious enough to say something like that. “What do you want?”

“Oh, g-good,” Twilight said through a forced smile. “You’re awake. Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is-”

The dragoness picked that moment to yawn. She opened her mouth just enough to reveal rows of razor sharp teeth lining a maw that was bigger than a small house. Her morning breath was the sort that could curl hairs and kill daisies, but the mares held their ground against the onslaught of noxious gas.

“T-Twilight Sparkle,” she finished, waving her hoof for all the good it would do. “And my friends and I are residents here in Equestria.”

The dragoness’ eyes narrowed. “The domain of that… horse slut?” she asked tiredly. “Is that where I am?”

“You mean Princess Molestia? I’m actually her number one student and fuck toy,” Twilight explained, hoping to use her political connections to win favors. “You see, you’re doing an awful lot of snoring, and every time you do you send out a terrible cloud of smoke.”

The dragoness snorted out a gust of smoke black as pitch right into the mares. “Am I?” she asked with a touch of amusement.

Twilight continued once she’d recovered from her coughing fit. “Yes, well, Equestria simply can’t survive a hundred years in the dark haze that you’re inadvertently creating. So, I hope you understand why we’re asking you to leave.”

The dragoness sighed. The cloud that shot from between her scaled lips wasn’t smog, but it smelled vaguely of goat cheese and feet. “I understand your plight,” she answered lazily.

“You do?” Twilight perked up.

“But I don’t understand how that’s my problem.”

Twilight’s ears drooped, but then she remembered her contingencies. “Well, of course we wouldn’t expect you to do such a favor for us without compensation.”

That seemed to get the dragoness’ attention.

“As you can tell,” Twilight resumed, levitating the gems back up, despite Fluttershy’s silent protests. “These gems are covered in the smell of pony, so they couldn’t possibly have been taken from your hoard.” She courteously levitated them up to the dragoness’ nose.

The dragoness sniffed, considered, and then snatched the lot of them up in her tongue before lazily chewing. “Hmm, local cuisine,” she said thoughtfully and swallowed.

“Yes, well,” Twilight continued, somewhat perturbed at the sudden loss of their peace offering. “My friends and I have been preparing to satisfy certain, other appetites, if you get my meaning.”

The dragoness snorted her amusement. “You ponies wouldn’t even make a decent dildo. Exactly how do you plan on satisfying me?”

“That’s…” Twilight trailed off. Admittedly, all of her plans had been centered on pleasing a male dragon. That was really her only frame of reference. Worse, what little reading material she’d been able to dig up on dragons on such short notice had either talked about them in general or gone into detail on the males. There was next to nothing on female dragons, apart from saying that they rarely ventured too far from their familial clans and-

Without waiting for Twilight to finish her train of thought, the dragoness blew out yet another, more concentrated gust of smoke. That was the last straw, sending both mares fleeing and coughing right out of the cave.

“Stars above!” Twilight gagged and hacked. “That was worse than Molestia after eating quesadillas!”

“So much for diplomacy,” Rainbow remarked irately.

“Don’t *uhk* worry everypony,” Twilight coughed, clearing the last of the noxious fumes from her lungs. “That was just Stage 1 of Plan A. Negotiaons have been opened, our first gift accepted, and she has yet to outright refuse our offer,” she declared, trying to reassure herself as much as her friends. “This means that she’s at least open to convincing. So the next step is-”

“Wait-wait-wait!” Pinkie cut in. “She?”

Twilight pursed her lips and nodded. “She.”

Pinkie stared thoughtfully at her pile of toys. “Hmm. Might need to retool this a bit.” And she trotted over to begin her new work.

Twilight looked around, finding the party was a few bodies short. “Where are Trixie and Fluttershy?” she asked, ignoring the sound of power tools at work.

AJ cleared her throat and gestured over her shoulder where the pair was hiding.

“Not again,” Trixie groaned, remembering her last encounter with a giant female.

“Don’t worry, everypony. Stage 2 is still a go!” Twilight boasted.

AJ whickered despondently. “Aw, horse apples.”

“Uh, are we sure that’s still a good idea?” Rainbow asked. “AJ got all prettied up for a guy dragon, remember?”

“Oh pish posh,” Rarity dismissed. “Between my skill and the fair Apple Jack’s natural allure, I have every confidence in her ability to bewitch any dragon of any sex.”

“But… what’s the dragon gonna, ya know, do?” Rainbow inquired, looking noticeably down at Trixie.

AJ followed Rainbow’s line of sight, stared at the shivering unicorn a moment, and then faced the cave once more. “Ya know what? Buck it! Mah family’s countin’ on me, so Ah gotta do what Ah gotta do!” She took a step forward and gave her backside one last examination.

Rarity had applied smatterings of plastic around AJ’s rump. It was the same kind of material used by actors. Fake orange scales had been glued around her butt and a prosthetic reptilian tail now hung over her end. The tail was molded after Spike’s, but a bit longer and with a wider spade at the end. The tail was also flexible, built around AJ’s natural tail to allow a full range of natural movements, especially the ability to lift said tail for presentation. No extra padding had been added, as Rarity had insisted AJ already had a perfect balance of firm softness.

“You look marvelous, darling! Some of my best work, if I do say so,” gushed Rarity, making several eyes roll. “However, given a recent change in circumstances, I feel it might help if you had a ‘hype mare’ as they say.”

“Beg pardon?”

“I volunteer to go in with you. Given that I have already been recognized by the forces of darkness as the top mare present-”

Gilda shot Rainbow an incredulous look.

“I’ll tell ya later,” the speedster informed glumly.

“-I feel that this dragoness may be more likely to take us seriously if she senses the presence of an equal.”

“By that logic, shouldn’t I go in as well?” Rainbow asked assertively.

“No,” Twilight said flatly. “We need you and Gilda to stay here. Allured or not, that cave is a borderline biohazard. Nowhere near safe enough for prolonged fucking.” She faced AJ and Rarity. “I need you two to lure her out here, where it’s at least somewhat breathable. That’ll give us the advantage to go at her with the full force of the Elements of Debauchery!” Twilight proclaimed, puffing out her chest in pride at the confidence she’d surely instilled in the others.

“Question.”

Twilight rolled her eyes. “What is it, Trixie?”

“Mistress,” Trixie began with a forced smile, trying not to sound too condescending. “If all of you are the official and crown certified bearers of the Elements of Debauchery, then why didn’t you bring them along?”

There was an audible crack as all heads snapped to face Twilight. That was a really good question. It wasn’t like they were experienced monster hunters or anything. Sure, they’d fought off the great evil of Nightmare Moon, but that was with the aid of the magical artifacts in question. There was a silent demand for purple smart, as the designer of this plan, to explain why the inclusion of something so potentially valuable had been neglected.

Purple smart, momentarily dumbstruck beyond cognitive thought, could only blink like a deer caught in the headlights. “I… didn’t think about it?”

Once more, six hooves and one claw impacted seven faces.

Twilight knew she was in trouble, and these ponies whom she held most dear would surely make her pay for her mistakes. However, that would have to wait. Right now, they had a job to do and her initial plan was still their best option.

AJ and Rarity approached the dragoness side-by-side. A nod from the fashionista and AJ turned, flagging her tail to present the goods.

“I’m so sorry to interru-hupt,” Rarity sang.

The dragoness bleary eyes immediately shot open once she took in the sight of what AJ was offering. Apple horse was turning the charm up to full power, giving her rump just enough of a shake that had always made ponies go week in the knees. Trying not to think about all the things Fluttershy had pointed out that made dragons scary, she forced herself to view this as any other sale that might happen down at the market. She’d bounce that money maker, offer a few honeyed words, and close the deal. “Well howdy there, sugar cube,” she greeted, laying on the accent extra thick.

“But I couldn’t possibly head back home without mentioning what handsome scales you have.” Rarity offered. In her experience, vanity was only a hairs breath from greed, and dragons were notorious for their greed. “Clearly you are a dragoness who knows how to take care of herself. But my friend here,” she gestured, “is a little new to the idea of putting herself out there, as it were. As you can see, she doesn’t lack for shape,” Rarity explained, running a hoof along AJ’s pert rump. “Such a marvelous texture, with just the right amount of give. I don’t imagine there are too many ponies out there who would pass up a chance to have a rump like this sit on their face.”

The corners of the dragoness’ mouth curled upward in a lustful grin. Her forked tongue licked her beak. These were all signs that Rarity and AJ had gotten from customers before, but just never to this scale.

“I do so apologize for our intrusion, but we would be ever so grateful if you might offer my inexperienced little pet a few pointers to build her confidence,” continued Rarity. “Are there certain moves she should learn? Obviously you don’t lack for confidence. Why, with the right amount of light, I suspect that luscious body of yours would shimmer more brilliantly than the sun!” She paused, and rethought her words. “Or perhaps sunset might be better. Then you’d sparkle like the stars in the night sky.”

The dragoness looked over her shoulder at her own scales. It was nice to have another creature finally notice how much work went into looking beautiful.

“Such a shame, though, to have a pair of such beautiful creatures locked away in the dark for so long. Perhaps what’s called for is a bit of sharing,” Rarity offered. “Surely my pet’s confidence will receive a much needed boost if only a lady as… as radiant as yourself were to make her feel wanted; perhaps somewhere you can shine as you so rightfully deserve to.” She finished with a wiggle of her eyebrows, doing everything in her power not to stare at the mountain of treasure. Just the thought of sleeping on a bed of gold and jewels was getting her wet.

The dragoness looked thoughtful. This was good. Thinking was good. Neither mare was still 100% on what might happen next or how exactly they were going to pleasure this dragoness. However, the groundwork had been laid, so all they needed to do now was keep calm and-

“Gah!” AJ screamed. The dragoness’ forked tongue had shot out like a frog’s. The apple farmer had been snatched up and yanked into the beast’s maw faster than anyone could blink.

“Mmh,” the dragoness purred as she rolled her treat around in her mouth. “Delicious. And… fruity?”

AJ couldn’t tell up from left. The dragoness’ tongue was tossing her all about in the moist, dark cavern of her maw. AJ could barely see anything. Had her heart not already been trying to beat its way out of her chest, the brief glimpses of razor teeth coming right for her might have had more of an impact on her fear. Fortunately, the dragoness was being careful, moving the little pony around her mouth as one would a piece of hard candy.

All of Rarity’s hard work had been licked off immediately by the surprisingly soft tongue, but the dragoness was not dissuaded. If anything, her moans only deepened as her tongue explored AJ’s body, caressing every available inch of uncovered fur and flesh. AJ tried to resist, to punch or kick her way out, but she was being tossed around too much to get any leverage for her blows. The dragoness merely giggled at her treat’s pitiful resistance. Worse, the giant tongue was offering more than just caresses.

The forked tongue’s tips were like their own appendages, operating independently of one another as they probed her most sensitive areas. It started with AJ’s teats. The tongue tips encircled each lump of boob flesh, constricting suddenly and making the earth mare yelp. That yelp quickly evolved into a moan as the tips of each tongue found her nipples and began to tease at them. Against her better judgement, AJ found herself relaxing into the dragoness’ oral grip. Meanwhile, the main body of the tongue was rubbing itself between the mare’s plump ass cheeks, lapping up every ounce of the leaking mare’s fruity juices. The dragoness made a sound akin to a purr, sending vibrations into AJ’s very bones.

It took Rarity a moment to recover from her initial shock and process all that was happening. The dragoness was like a foal giving their first oral, enraptured by the taste of this new and exciting treat. But beneath the low, beastly sounds of delight were the higher pitched squeals from inside the dragoness’ mouth. AJ was alive, locked away in the dragoness’ maw, and –by the sound of it – having the time of her life. Then Rarity was struck with a new thought, a realization that subsumed her bubbling fear and arousal. She was pissed. “YOU!”

The dragoness opened her eyes, halting her oral assault of her new favorite candy. The white mare did not look happy.

“You beastly brute. How dare you steal my pet!” Rarity stomped her hooves down for emphasis. Her authority as alpha mare had just been challenged and there was only one recourse. “Had you asked like a civilized creature, I’d have been happy to share her with you.”

Seriously? AJ groaned internally.

“Because that’s what creatures do when they aren’t savage, uncouth barbarians! They share. They talk. They know better than to steal another pony’s precious pet. Now spit her out!”

The dragoness blinked. And then she grinned. “Big talk,” she said, revealing AJ through her parted beak. For the first time, she sat up, demonstrating just how tremendous she truly was. Even sitting on her knees, her long neck had to bend so as to avoid bumping her head on the tall ceiling. She must have been at least a hundred feet high. Her body, much to Rarity’s surprise, was actually quite shapely. The dragoness was sporting quite the hourglass figure that bipedal creatures loved so much. Each breast, so perfectly round and firm, was bigger than Rarity’s boutique with cute pink nipples poking out. And her hips had a level of thickness that might even have challenged Molestia.

Rarity felt herself drool at the mere thought of the parts she couldn’t see, such as the dragoness’ ass and pussy. However, such lewdness was put on hold when she caught sight of the look that those slit, yellow eyes were giving her.

The dragoness leaned down until she was nearly at eye level with the tiny white pony. She moved the delectable orange pony into her cheek to speak better, leaving a noticeable bulge. “But what are you gonna do?”

It was at this point that Rarity realized she’d done fucked up. Whether through her own skill or AJ’s blessed genetics, the apple mare’s ass had proven too alluring for the dragoness to resist. Said dragoness apparently had ways of enjoying scrumptious pony butts that – in hindsight – the team really should have thought of earlier. Another way Rarity had fucked up was overestimating her own authoritative aura in the presence of such a colossal and gorgeous creature. With all this in mind, a new course of action had to be considered.

“Bye!” And Rarity shot out of the cave like a bat out of Tartarus.

“Hey,” the dragoness whined. “Not so fast.” She’d only just woken up, after all. She lethargically stretched as she crawled along all fours, smiling as she resumed tasting her pony treat. Ponies, much to her surprise, were actually quite delicious. She doubted they’d be very filling, but the flavor made it more than worth it. She might have to lock these ponies up as treats to enjoy through her nap.

“She ate Apple Jack!” Rarity cried out as the ground shook behind her.

“And now it’s personal,” Rainbow growled. She shot a look at Gilda, telling the griffon what needed to be done with just her eyes. Gilda saluted and both flew up into the smoke cloud.

The other ponies also shouted at one another, organizing as they readied to hold the line.

The dragoness emerged under the overcast of her own snoring, finally able to stand to her full height. She was disappointed to see that her scales did not shine as brightly as the white pony said, but that was hardly a priority at the moment. She’d blinked the last of the sleep out of her eyes, letting her see just how many treats and toys were out here waiting for her.

“Fire!” Pinkie shouted, pulling the switch on her party cannon. Instead of its usual confetti, the cannon launched an amalgamation of sex toys all fused together into one giant dildo. The dildo screamed through the air and right into it’s target.

The dragoness gasped at the sudden and unexpected insertion into her pussy. Just the taste of her pony treat had gotten her a little moist, but this thing had slipped in way too easily. The rod engulfed by her pussy lips was about average as far as adult dragons went. Her vulva and anus flexed; the latter in anticipation of the second dick that usually accompanied the first. While that didn’t come, she was again caught off guard when the giant phallus started vibrating, sending tremors of pleasure through her body. She lost her balance, only barely catching herself on her mighty hands.

“Direct hit!” Pinkie crowed triumphantly and gave a militaristic salute. “Dildo missile vibrating at full capacity, ma’am.”

“Good work,” Twilight replied. “Rainbow, you’re up!”

The speedster and her bitch dove down at top speed, aiming directly at the base of the dragoness’ furled wings. Upon making contact, the pair immediately began their precise humping, using their full bodies to touch and squeeze every sensitive spot they could think of from their own wings, hoping that dragon anatomy was similar enough for this to work.

Weakened further, the dragoness tensed. “I don’t know who’s behind me right now,” she said breathily, her words only moderately muffled by her morsel. “But keep it up.”

The flyers grinned at one another before redoubling their efforts. Just because the situation was life-or-death, that didn’t mean they couldn’t take pride in making this sexy beast moan like a bitch.

At the next signal from Twilight, Rarity and Trixie circled around where the dragoness wasn’t looking. The original plan would work just as well with a clit as balls. Trixie went first, using her magic to spread the dragoness’ pussy lips and push the dildo further in. A small flood of fem cum poured out, nearly making both mares drunk on the raw smell of such arousal, but they fought on. Summoning all of her arcane strength, Trixie then took hold of the dildo’s base and began slowly pumping it in and out. Rarity, having the finer control of the pair, used her magic to tease the dragoness’ clitoris, experimentally tickling and poking as she searched for what elicited the strongest reaction.

Meanwhile, while the others tended to the dragoness’ rear and back, Twilight decided to make herself useful in the front. With her magic she created two etheric constructs shaped like Spike’s hands. The dragoness saw them coming, but was too overly stimulated to resist or pull away before the hands grabbed hold of her bosom. Both hands groped and squeezed, kneading the firm yet surprisingly pliable breast flesh in a way that made the dragoness give a feminine gasp.

Twilight grinned, elated at earning such a reaction. All ponies present were doing their part, and the dragoness was buckling under their combined assault. “We’re winning!”

Pinkie, who had been reloading her cannon for a second volley, smacked her face against the metal contraption. “And there’s Twilight with the jinx,” she muttered. And when the others started screaming, she didn’t even have to look up to know that everything was falling apart.

It started with a massive red claw sweeping across the ground and heading towards the dragoness groin at breakneck speed. The unicorns didn’t even see it before it hit them. A giant palm cupped around both mares, breaking their concentration on their magic. They tried to recast, but the nimble fingers quickly maneuvered both ponies between the dragoness’ butt cheeks and against her anus.

As Rarity screamed and struggled, Trixie merely gave a defeated whicker. “Why me?”

The dragoness moaned as she felt the tiny creatures squirm and struggle against her ass hole. She grinned, loving the feeling of having such helpless creatures at her mercy. Not to mention that her anus was exceptionally sensitive. She gasped at feeling her pucker part from the insertion of the more squirmy of the two ponies. The little thing kicked and flailed, but was no match for the sheer muscle of the anus that sought to swallow her. With her breathing growing heavy, the dragoness sucked strongly on the pony in her mouth, causing her to cum and spray her fruity juices all over the dragoness’ tongue. “Yummy,” she hummed in delight, not expecting pony climax to taste so delightful.

Next the dragoness sat up, catching the creatures on her back off guard. With her other hand she grabbed hold of them and pulled them around to her front. Another pony and a griffon? Odd, but not unpleasant. She’d never eaten a griffon, just like she’d never tasted a pony, but she was too horny to be picky. At the same time she inserted the less squirmy of the ponies into her ass. Despite their small size, the little creatures stretched and tickled her anal cavity in a way that made her shiver. To her, loving anal stimulation was as natural for dragons as breathing fire, and these ponies were already proving to be some of her favorite insertion toys.

As for the flyers in her hands, the dragoness popped the both of them in her mouth at once. She grinned and giggled at the way they fought, especially the griffon. Their feathers and fur had a delightful smoky taste, which went surprisingly well with the first pony’s fruity tang. Moving the first pony aside, she coiled her tongue around the new pair, exploring the rich flavors their bodies had to offer. Then, much to her further delight, she felt these new females start scissoring, further enhancing their flavor.

Twilight was left stunned. Too much of her mind was focused on maintaining the spell, and there was just no time to form a strategy. If this were one of Spike’s comics, a good blow to the stomach might force the dragoness to spit up those she’d already consumed, but it could just as easily cause her to bite. And there was just too much ass in the way for her to properly extract those who’d been sent up the poop chute. Molestia dammit, she hated thinking under pressure!

And then Twilight fell over, whining as a blade of ice plunged into her brain. At least that was how it felt as her magic suddenly went out. Apparently, her magic had still not fully recovered, resulting in her overexerting herself at the worst possible time.

Pinkie ran up to the fallen Twilight. She didn’t know what she could do, but she felt driven to do something.

The dragoness couldn’t have cared less about Twilight’s plight. She’d turned over onto her back, shaking the mountain and causing several avalanches. She loved the way this new pressure caused her anal walls to compress around her captives. “Oh yes,” she moaned out. “You ponies aren’t as worthless as I thought.” The treats in her mouth were as flavorful as ever and their orgasms were only adding to her growing arousal. She took hold of the dildo in her pussy and started moving it around in a way her butt ponies could never hope to match. With her other hand she inserted a single finger up her anus, hoping to stir up her butt ponies into further struggling. Her breasts she left unattended, disappointed in the purple pony’s failure. It didn’t matter though. There’d be plenty of time for her to practice.

“HOW. DARE. YOU!”

The thunderous roar echoed across the mountain, sending tremors that could be felt all the way in Ponyville. The dragoness reflexively bowed her head in supplication. She knew of none but the current Dragon Lord who could produce a roar like that. He sounded a little girly right now, though, but she’d never say that to his face. Remembering the ponies still squirming inside her, she managed a grin at the thought of the Dragon Lord taking her and them being drowned by his virile cum. Why else would he be visiting her out in the middle of nowhere?

“How dare you!” the voice sounded again.

This time the dragoness was certain she was hearing a female, and so dared to look up. A little yellow pony with wings and a pink mane was floating at eye level with her. The dragoness couldn’t help but grin at the stink eye being shot her way. It was just too precious. Was this yellow pony like the white one, hoping to exercise some imagined force of will in order to dominate a dragoness as grand, as radiant, as voluptuous, and as-

“You listen to me and you listen good, bi’atch!”

The dragoness froze, stunned silent as the little yellow pony landed on her snout and marched right up to the crook of her eyes.

“Just because you’re big and sexy, that doesn’t give you the right to be a bullying cunt! You may have big boobs, a fine ass, sharp teeth, and bad breath, but you do not… I repeat. You do not hurt. My. Friends! Ya got that?” she finished in a low whisper that was somehow even more terrifying than her bellowing.

There was an intensity in the little pony’s blue eyes that the dragoness had never seen outside her own kind. It was barely a spark, but the dragoness was aged and worldly enough to recognize the signs of an impending inferno. And while she was – apparently – not as schooled on ponies as she probably should have been, there was little doubt in her mind that this little mare had the power to utterly destroy her. The dragoness cringed, whimpering like a kicked dog. And as if to add insult to her already injured pride, her nipples were even more erect than before. Being yelled at like that had turned her on a lot more than she’d have cared to admit.

“Well?” the yellow terror asked, flying up to look down on the bigger beast.

The dragoness smiled guiltily and spat her three treats-er, the pony’s friends into her open palm. Setting them down gently, she turned onto her side, exposing her belly in a show of total submission. She didn’t want this little yellow bomb going off by accident. Afterwards, she lifted one leg and stuck a finger back up her ass, fishing around until she got ahold of both ponies and extracted them. Nothing looked broken on her former toys, so she hoped the yellow terror might show mercy on her.

“Good. Now, what else?”

Else? There was an else? What the hell else could this little pony want from her? She’d already given up her most recently acquired treasures. Did the yellow terror want the rest of it? Did she want a dragoness like her to bend over, lift her tail, and complete her submission? Granted, that last part wouldn’t have been too bad. The other ponies had already pushed her to the edge, so it wouldn’t take much effort. But seriously, what else could this pony possibly want from… wait. She remembered. “Uh, leave?”

“That’s right,” the yellow terror hissed darkly. “A dragon as big as you ought to know better than to nap where your snoring won’t be a health hazard to others. Pretending otherwise either makes you a cunt or a dumbass!”

The dragoness flinched. Each word felt like a punch to the gut, as well as to her very soul. Aw shit! The dragoness finally realized she was being attacked with parental guilt, a force no creature could withstand. Her own mother had once told her the exact same thing.

The yellow terror nodded. “Good. You seem to know what you did wrong,” she said much more gently than before. “Now, what do you think’s going to happen before you do the smart thing and get the fuck out?”

The dragoness had about fully curled into the fetal position. Even with a soft tone, the yellow terror’s words carried and unmistakable promise of retribution against any transgression, no matter how small. But for the life of her, she couldn’t think of what else this adorable little monster might want. She merely whimpered again.

Then Fluttershy’s expression softened. The dragoness, despite still being freaking huge, now too closely resembled one of her beloved babies to ignore. She smiled and reached out. The dragoness flinched, only to blink her surprise as she felt the tiny mare’s gentle caress. “It’s been a rough wake up for you, huh?”

The dragoness nodded meekly.

“Well don’t worry. Momma Fluttershy’s about to make it all better.” And she flew behind the dragoness.

The dragoness considered craning her neck to follow the yellow terror’s movements, but was still too nervous to move. When she told this story later – if she told it at all – she’d definitely give the creature that had instilled such fear a more appropriate name… and make her not a pony. It was in the midst of thinking of a more suitable name that it happened.

Fluttershy had been staring at the immensity of the dragoness’ dripping pussy for only a few seconds. Between years of practice and her innate talent, she’d developed a skill to instantly identify the most pleasurable spots on all manner of creatures. And for the dragoness, it was a spot very near her clit. Somehow Rarity had missed it, but Fluttershy merely gave a demure smile, reached out, and pressed her hoof against the secret button.

The dragoness arched her back. It felt as though a bolt of lightning had shot up her cooter, through her spine, and fried her brain with its white hot intensity. Her body went rigid and her mouth shot open in a silent scream. It was only in coming down from the sensation that her brain was able to recognize it as pleasure. She had no idea what the little pony had done to her back there, but it had just given her one of the most intense orgasms of her life. It took several minutes of panting and writhing before she was lucid enough to realize that the yellow terror was in front of her again, where she had avoided the dragoness’ squirt, which might have been better described as a waterfall. The others were there, too.

“There. Isn’t that better?” Fluttershy asked, her voice dripping with enough sweetness to melt teeth as she rubbed her hoof along the dragoness’ toned belly.

The dragoness nodded absently. She was not yet coherent enough to look cool and tough in front of strangers, even if they had been inside of her only a little bit ago.

“No need to worry, sweetie. I know you’re not a baddragon,” Fluttershy assured, sneaking in that threatening undertone to remind the ornery creature of her place in the pecking order. “You just made a bad decision. You just need to find a nice place to sleep that won’t hurt anyone. That’s all.”

The dragoness nodded, finally finding enough strength in her limbs to pull herself up. “I… yes,” she managed.

“Oh, how rude of me. I’m afraid I forgot to ask your name.”

The dragoness stared curiously down at the little pony. “Pink Lightning,” she informed proudly.

“Aww. What a sweet name.”

From a fellow dragon, Pink Lightning would have taken that as an insult. But from a pony, it was a lot harder to tell. One minute they were annoying, the next they were yummy treats and sex toys, and then they came right the fuck out of left field with a Conqueror’s Haki. Ponies were just too confusing, so Pink figured she’d best get while the getting was good and prepared to take off.

“Beg pardon,” Rarity cut in, “but what about your treasure?” *SMACK* “Ow! What was that for?”

“Do Ah even have ta say?” AJ replied flatly.

Pink spared a glance back at the cave. “I have been soundly defeated,” she acquiesced. “I am honor bound to surrender it to the victor.” She turned a respectful eye to Fluttershy. “It’s your treasure, now.”

Pinkie looked like she wanted to ask something as well, but a blue hoof was shoved down her throat and kept her silent. This dragon did not need any more excuses to stick around.

Pink Lightning circled the mountain one last time, committing this spot to memory as more trouble than it was worth, before soaring off into the distance. At the same time, the band of adventurers immediately crowded around Fluttershy. They barraged her with words of praise for her amazing accomplishment. It wasn’t until yellow quiet fell over and bleated like a frightened goat that they realized that the ordeal had taken its toll on her as much as them.

***

“Hey guys,” greeted Spike as he and AB awkwardly walked up to the conquering heroes. “How’d it… uh… go?”

Seeing the group covered in soot was hardly surprising after what they’d all been through. The tiny cuts and bruises had also been expected. Spike, however, had not expected to see most of his friends and their bitches drenched in what – by the smell – must have been dried sexual juices, as well as goat cheese and feet. Fluttershy looked so dizzy that she might fall over at any moment, mumbling unintelligibly to herself while Gilda and Trixie held her steady. Twilight, oddly enough, looked to be in the worst shape of all. Every step was carefully managed, followed by a flinch and a pained hiss. Her ass actually looked swollen from the severe beating it had clearly taken. More oddly, however, was that she was receiving absolutely no aid from the others.

Then a light bulb appeared over Spike’s head, which only Pinkie could see. “Someone fucked up, didn’t they?”

“Royally,” Rainbow affirmed. “On the plus side, Fluttershy just inherited a literal fortune of dragon treasure.”

Spike blinked. “How’d that happen?”

Rainbow chuckled. “Turns out, if you challenge a dragon to a fight and win, they owe you all their stuff or something. I didn’t really get it, but it was totally awesome!”

Spike awed. “Fluttershy… beat a dragon?”

“More like she yelled at her until the big behemoth rolled over. I swear I saw her almost cry a few times,” laughed the speedster. “You should have seen it!”

In no time the little ones were enthralled with Rainbow’s story, so she volunteered to look after them while the others returned Fluttershy home and got her settled.

It was several hours before Twilight had recovered enough to dictate a letter. Although Spike had done his best to make her physically comfortable, his insistent teasing regarding Rainbow’s claims had not made recovery a pleasant process.

***

Resting in her private chambers, Molestia smiled peacefully as a gust of green flame manifested before her. She reached out a hoof just as the scroll materialized and fell into her grasp. She unfurled it with the giddiness of a foal on Hearth’s Warming, eager to hear what her beloved student had learned.

Dear Princess Molestia

Fluttershy is god damned scary! I’d gotten the impression that she was the shy and quiet type, but I think there might be a literal monster hiding under the surface. For Christ’s sake, she got a full grown dragon to roll over and beg for mercy just by yelling at her. That can’t be normal! I’ll be looking into any connection to her Element as a possible explanation for this sudden mood shift.

Also, fuck you! I mean it. You sent me out to face a full grown you damned dragon without the Elements. You also gave me faulty intel on the dragon’s sex, compromising all of my strategies from the start, but I’m more pissed about the Elements. And don’t give me that ‘you didn’t ask’ crap. That didn’t go over so well when my fuck buddies took turns beating my ass red for forgetting. Half of them got eaten because we lacked the right tools. Got that? Eaten! Also I think Trixie has been scarred from being shoved up a giant’s butt hole twice, so that’s something else I have to deal with.

[Spike: Dick move, back there. Right now Twilight’s gone off on a tangent about how you’d deliberately avoided mentioning the Elements as some kind of test, but that was seriously a dick move to not tell her. At the very least it would have saved her from being strapped to a spanking machine, which Pinkie Pie apparently Macguyvered together with her remaining sex toys and ‘local materials’, whatever that means.]

P.S. Fluttershy is super rich now, so that’s a thing.

P.S.S. In case it wasn’t obvious, I decided to use a lot of the earlier drafts because Twi was just that mad. J

Your [pissed off] Student

Twilight Sparkle

Molestia giggled at the letter’s conclusion, the serene smile from before never wavering from her face. She rolled the scroll back up and placed it on the shelf with the others. “Excellent,” she murmured, rubbing her hooves together in a way that absolutely no one would consider nefarious… to her face. “All according to plan.”

“‘Tia,” Luna called from the next room. “Are you being evil again?”

“Wh-what?” Molestia asked, forcing out a laugh. “N-no. Why ever would you say that?”

“Because I know you.”

Molestia pouted indignantly. “For the record, I am not now, nor have I ever been evil,” she huffed. “I just… like my schemes.”

“Pretty sure scheming is something that only evil ponies do.”

“Oh go fuck yourself,” Molestia snapped back.

“Already doing that,” Luna intoned plainly.

Molestia’s expression sunk. She needed to come up with a good counter argument, lest her little sister win the ancient and honored struggle for bragging rights. “Well you, er… dammit.”

Author's Note

It’s only natural that facing a dragon should be an eventful quest. With my hooking in all of these secondary characters, it was only natural that they’d end up joining, voluntarily or otherwise. This gave me some pretty fun character interactions to play with, not to mention the peek back at Ponyville to see how Spike’s doing. I’d know I wanted to do some sort of vore with this one and tried to give a bit more variety than the ursa. Unfortunately, vore can be really tricky to write, especially when trying to balance sex appeal with the tension of being eaten.

Also, it was a lot of fun writing Fluttershy this way. I’m quite satisfied with my descriptions of her as a force of nature that would make even a dragon whimper.

Also also, it appears that the time of posting is almost exactly one year after this chapter was written. As you might already know, I don’t post chapters right away, but hold onto them for varying lengths of time. This allows me time to polish things, receive feedback on earlier chapters and determine if changes are needed later on, and maintain a schedule. It may not be a frequent schedule, but at least it’s reasonably consistent. Here’s hoping I can either maintain what I’ve got, or improve for the future.

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