Spike's Little Succubi

Twilight had to fight the urge to let her jaw go slack as Derpy got to her feet. "A...A natural born...succubus?" She looked the normally ditzy mail mare over; while she looked the same, there was none of the usual feeling of disorganization she had.

However, this also brought up a serious internal conflict for her. Twilight's academic side was squeeing at the opportunity to to learn something new. The urge to ask so many questions; how was it possible? Were there any others in town? How was she able to hide her urges for so long?

Her inner succubus, on the other hand, was eyeing the way Derpy looked at Spike and seriously considered the idea of teleporting him as far away from the mare as possible. "Ok, three questions. I just asked the first. second; what do you mean by borrow him? And third...I thought you were crosseyed."

"Oh, that was mostly to try and make myself look a bit more harmless. I like living here, no sense risking scaring ponies." Derpy blushed a little. "Kinda helps that I really do have my mishaps from time to time. And yes, I'm natural born. It's pretty dang rare though; if there's another one around here, I don't know about her. As for Spike. weeeelll...heh, let's just say you and Rarity can be loud sometimes. I got curious after the first couple cries of 'pound me, Spike' and peeked in." Her eyes glowed brighter. "I'll just say, Derpy likes what she saw."

"Same, but that doesn't..."

"If he can give a bunch of transformed succubi a full belly, and pussy, on a regular basis, then he's definitely gonna satisfy yours truly." She had a pleading look in her eyes. "Part of my clumsy shtick is 'cause I'm chronically hungry! I learned to soak up ambient sexual energy, but it's all empty calories! I'm begging you...BOTH of you, let me some vitamin dragon D. You can even watch if you want, Twilight. I don't mind."

Underneath the ensuing blush, Twilight was thinking frantically. Spike already had four to feed, not counting Pinkie and Applejack once they got in on it. That was bound to be a strain on him; a seventh mare was overdoing it. "I'm afraid..." She halted, trying to think of a polite way to say no.

"Twilight." Spike held up a royal scroll.

She instantly recognized the seal on "That's...a royal edict from Princess Celestia." Taking it, she read over the decree. "'This edict hereby declares that the dragon known as Spike is charge with the duty of keeping the succubi of Ponyville fed..." Her tail twitched a little as realization hit her.

"Yeah...'the succubi of Ponyville'...not just the Element Bearers." Spike commented. "That means..."

"Derpy falls under your purview...b-but you're already going to have six! What if seven's too much?"

"This from the succubus that wanted a turn soon as I got home from feeding Rarity AND Rainbow yesterday?" He asked, smirking a little as her blush returned.

"Um...I was feeling peckish?" She replied.

"Twi." Spike slipped his arms around her, one hand giving her rear a firm squeeze. "If I can handle three in a row, then one more on occasion won't be that bad."

Twilight was still unsure about the idea, but that WAS an edict from Celestia. And, truth be told, if she felt Spike could handle it... "Well, all right."

"YES!" Derpy's wings fluttered. "Remember, Twilight, you can watch if you want. Don't mind an audience myself." She giggled and sauntered closer to him. "You know, since I'm a nat-born...I've never been summoned before."

"Summoned?" Twilight asked.

Several Hours Later...

"There, that should do it." Spike said, painting the last touches on the runic circle he'd been working on. Tossing the brush aside, he took a deep breath and began a low, steady chant. He placed his hands on the circle, causing it to start glowing. His chant gradually picked up speed as the glow expanded to fill the entire circle. One it was complete, he quickly pulled away. "RISE!"

Instead of the expected large plume of flame from the paint igniting, a large column of...bubbles emerged from it. Large, pink and purple bubbles. He stared at the sight in abject confusion.

After a moment the bubbles rapidly popped, revealing the grey-toned succupony. Dressed in sheer thigh-high stockings, elbow length gloves, a thong that just barely covered her modesty, held up by small clasps on her hips, and a translucent halter top with only her nipples concealed by two tiny plates with a diamondlike connector between them.

Stretching, she let out a satisfied purr. "Mmm...my, my, my. It's been a while, Master."

"Yes, but I'm afraid catching up will have to wait, Derpy. I have a job for you."

"I figured as much." She smirked, sauntering towards him. "However...I'm kind of in the mood for a change of pace with our deal."

"What's-" He was cut out when her lips caught his, along with a leg wrapping around him.

She ground against his already growing erection. "I think paying up front works."

Spike smirked. "So you want that form of payment, huh?" His smirk widened as he clamped both hands on her ass, his fingers pressing into the plump flesh. "Then you know how to ask for it..." The spade of his tail swung around to lightly smack her ass. "..properly."

"Please, Master..." She cooed, coiling her tail around his. "Let me feel that massive cock of yours; I haven felt it in me in a while and my poor lil pussy's been dying for a good pounding from her master."

"Oh? Then perhaps you could entice me to agree."

"Maybe." Licking her lips, she lightly pushed him into a nearby chair and glanced to Twilight, who'd been watching nearby, tail wrapping around her thigh. "Twi, can you put on something a girl can shake her tight little ass to?" She asked, briefly breaking character.

"Oh, uh, I th-think so." She bit her lip at what Derpy was probably planning. Finding the radio, she quickly dialed through stations until an exotic tune came through.

"Oh yeah, that's the one." Derpy purred, spinning around to let Spike watch her hips and ass bounce rhythmically in time with the beat.

Spike could scarcely tear his eyes away from the show; her body gyrated and spun in a way that was hypnotic. The aura she was putting out seemed damn near visible; gently twisting and swirling about her body in seductive patterns, like a gauzy covering that was her true attire. As he watched, Spike felt a roaring hunger creeping up in him. And it wasn't for anything to eat, at least, not in the strictest sense of the word.

'Time to show him his treats.' Derpy thought. While moving into a spin, she undid the clasp that held her top on and threw her arms back, allowing it to slide off, showing off her firm, rounded breasts. However, it barely made had time to land on the floor before she found herself bent over the nearest table, her thong already yanked off, and a stiff, hard object firmly wedged in between her thighs.

"Consider me...enticed." Spike growled, before impaling her in one smooth thrust.

"Oh, sweet-OH LUNA'S CLIT, YES!" She screamed happily, feeling herself get stretched out as the draconic dong pumped into her with a near fury. "Harder, Master! Wreck me!"

Amidst the squeals and growls the two made, Twilight's mind was hard at work registering what she'd just seen. 'That...was pretty unreal! Derpy was working her aura like it was under her complete control! It was almost...on sheer instinct. I swear I could almost SEE it swirl around her. Though...I guess it's natural, being born a succubus. Felt a bit stronger than mine as well.' She bit her lip and a hand slipped between her legs as Spike's thrusts started lifting Derpy a little off the floor.

Something she was enjoying a lot if her moans and screams of 'More!' were any indication. 'I wonder if she'd be willing to give me and the others a few pointers...'