Spikey Wikey, Too

Fluttershy had to admit she was excited about class today. After all, this was going to be her first time ever having consensual sex. Ever since she was two and was gangraped in her crib by all the colts at the daycare center she was at, she’d had sex almost daily, in fact she had it twice on her way to school today, but had never once had consenting sex. Finally she could demonstrate it with Twilight, someone she trusted to never harm her.

Though she was also concerned about the news she heard this morning. Apparently yesterday evening, Rarity’s boutique had burned down, and she hadn’t been seen since. Also there were reports of Trixie’s manticores escaping and going on a rampage the night before, and Trixie being nowhere to be found. She’d have to visit the manticores later to comfort them, or give them proper burials if they were put down. How sad.

If only they’d came to rape her in the first place to save all the other ponies, especially that cart-full of filly guides they apparently attacked. On the plus side, the surviving filly guides would get much more attention from the leaders since over half of them were impaled to death. If her life of near constant rape had taught her anything, it was to always look at the bright side of forced penetration.

As Fluttershy entered class, she looked to see who was there. It was a small class to being with, and she was surprised that it wasn’t full. Yona, Ocellus, Smolder, and Silverstream sat dutifully in their seats, but there was no sign of Sandbar or Gallus. She considered that Sandbar might have been too offended at the idea of witnessing an act of straight sex first-hoof, but Gallus not showing up was much weirder. She knew for a fact that he had no problem with straight sex since he’d already raped Fluttershy half-a-dozen times in the last month. In each hole; he was such a feisty boy.

“Hello class,” Fluttershy smiled. “I see we have a few missing, I’ll try to find them later and give a personal demonstration. For now, Twilight should be arriving any moment now.”

“She’s going to be a bit late,” Spike said as he kicked open the door instead. “Starlight borrowed her and hasn’t brought her back… “ He grumbled a bit after as if he didn’t quite appreciate her being borrowed, but what did that even mean? Like borrowed to help with an experiment?

However what drew her attention the most was that Spike had some changes. Not only did he have wings, but had grown to almost three times his previous height as if overnight. He also had a pretty impressive pair of boners hanging out front, already drooling in anticipation, but that wasn’t strange if he was taking Twilight’s place at the demonstration. In fact… that might be even nicer, because it’d be like two consensual acts of sex at once!

“Oh um, you’ve grown! How nice,” smiled Fluttershy. “Will you be…”

“Shut up, slut!” Spike suddenly smacked Fluttershy across the face. “I’m not done talking!”

A hush fell over the classroom as everyone stared at Spike, except Smolder who strained not to giggle at how shocked Fluttershy looked. Spike was one of the few males she knew that hadn’t raped her before, so she definitely hadn’t expected it.

“Hello class,” Rarity came in behind Spike, stepping up to the chalkboard. “I am the substitute today, since Fluttershy will be helping in a special lesson… about rape.”

“Yay, rape!” Silverstream sounded excited. “Can I be the victim? I’ve never been raped before!”

“A-are you sure about that?” Ocellus asked uncertainly. She then muttered at Silverstream. “You can’t be raped cause you’re a complete slut. You get more dick than most changelings I know, maybe more than my whole family put together.”

“Why wouldn’t she be sure?” Spike shrugged. “Come on, you can trust the teachers here, right? And Fluttershy is the victim, since both Rarity and Flutterslut agree that a worthless pony like her shouldn’t be allowed to have consenting sex! That's the first lesson of the day.”

Spike did ponder though; could Silverstream really not be raped? He was sure he could get her to not enjoy it pretty easily, especially if it was the murder-y kind of rape that he favored with lesser species.

“I really shouldn’t,” Fluttershy had already collapsed onto the floor and started sobbing. “I’m sorry I was so presumptuous as to thinking anyone would have sex with me for my own pleasure.” Now there was a pony that knew her worth; if only the others knew they weren’t worth any more than that.

“Holy fuck, you weren’t kidding when you said she’d snap like a twig,” Ember said from the door, sounding impressed, though she looked pretty pissed off otherwise. For the time being, she stuck around there. “Don’t worry, his dicks aren’t quite as shitty as they were yesterday… except the one that fucked us three up the ass this morning I guess.”

Spike had been constantly horny today, and he had every intention of continuing it throughout the day. He could already tell it’d be another great day.

“Yona confused,” Yona tilted her head. “Yona was promised pony pounding procedure practice this period!”

“That’s just what you’ll get,” Spike said. He padded around, placing a packet of purple powder on each desk. “Just take one of these. It’ll turn your pussies inside out in a completely painless manner. Right Smolder?”

“Sure,” Smolder rolled her eyes. “Can’t wait.”

“I get to feel what it’s like when guys pound me? This’ll be amazing!” Silverstream was the most eager, barely getting it open before she stuffed it into her beak. “Yeah, let’s get on the rape train!... you know, as long as it’s for educational purposes… we won’t get in trouble right?”

“Yona not understand but okay,” Yona started to put the powder in her muzzle. As soon as she had, she watched SIlverstream shriek and fall out of her desk as her favorite hole was convulsing visibly and prolapsing. The yak's eyes widened when she realized that it would in fact hurt, but tensed up her face, determined not to let it show.

Smolder cringed as she popped hers in, then also tried to brace herself by clenching the desk she was in. She grinded her teeth as her own body started to change, tearing up only slightly this time and glaring at Spike as if wanting to prove that what he did to her wasn’t that bad.

Ocellus stopped taking hers when the others fell over, then looked at the ‘teachers’ in somewhat of a panic.

“Eh, I’ll let you out of it as long as you shift on some amazing cocks,” said Spike. “Two of them! Like with a knot… barbs sharp enough to draw blood, etc.”

“Oh, sure I can do that,” Ocellus nodded, tossing away the packet. Her body changed in a flash of green magic, and two solid shafts flopped out from beneath her, each the side of one of her legs. They were loaded with features, ridges, barbs and spines that looked more like needles, and the hint of a knot at the base of each. Spike started to carefully consider if maybe he should let her survive this if she turned out to be useful. He’d have to see.

“Hey!” Silverstream screamed as she finally got up, seeming cross, but stroking off her new prolapse cock all the same. She wasn’t cross at what Spike thought she’d be though. “Ocellus! You never made your cock that big when you fucked me!”

“That’s cause you get so much cock I was afraid you’d overdose!” Ocellus said.

“Students, please,” Rarity shushed them dutifully as their substitute teacher. “Fluttershy isn’t going to rape herself. She's far too much of a little bitch.”

“And make sure to be rough enough that it’s definitely rape,” Spike advised helpfully.

“Yes please rape me I deserve it!” Fluttershy sobbed, head down on the floor with her front hooves covering her eyes as she waggled her rump in the air at her students, tail up. “I should have known better than to try otherwise!”

“Yona… will…” As much as she tried to act tough, Yona seemed to have the biggest problem adjusting to her new equipment. She staggered over towards Fluttershy, but promptly collapsed on the floor.

“Just roll her over and ride her cock, you cum sock,” Spike growled at Fluttershy as if it was her fault. “This is all your fault for being so hot and stupid. Of course everypony wants to rape you!”

“I’m sorry for being such a deserving slut and knocking poor Yona over!” Fluttershy instantly bought it, and Spike started to wonder if she was any smarter than the retardified Twilight.

“Wow that’s… kinna hot,” Ember admitted at Fluttershy’s antics. “In a stupid pony way, but still hot.”

Fluttershy already shivered violently as she moved over to Yona, sobbing as she pushed her over onto her back. The weird prolapsed cock pulled between her legs as Fluttershy straddled her. It snaked its way into Fluttershy easily, the mare already slick with the cum that had been raped into her on her way to work today.

Meanwhile, Spike carefully considered. On one claw, letting Fluttershy live would be a torture to her. On the other claw, murdering her would torment everyone in Ponyville that regularly used her as the deserving rape meat that she was, and honestly it'd be a lot of work to make Fluttershy's life more miserable than it already was.

“I get the butt then!” Silverstream squealed enthusiastically, having far more fun with this than Spike was comfortable allowing a non-dragon creature to have. She dragged one claw down Fluttershy’s back as the other gripped her behind, pushing her tip against her anal opening and pushing it inside with ease. More cum from Fluttershy’s daily rapes oozed from her asshole and down Silverstream’s shaft as she continued jabbering. “Ya know, I raped a stallion just the other day in the market. It’s surprising how many ponies in Ponyville are rape-able! In my homeland, everyone wants to fuck everyone else so rape is sort of a non-issue.”

“For flame’s sake, that sounds boring,” Smolder scoffed, but moved around towards Fluttershy’s muzzle. “Not like ponies are much less boring. I can’t believe you have an actual class on rape, like isn’t it obvious how to fuck someone by force without being instructed?... not that I’m complaining about railing this dumb bitch.”

“That’s a good point, you already know about rape,” Spike told her. “Sit out for a bit and let Ocellus have the muzzle first.”

“What?” Smolder growled, looking at Spike, but then sighing as she tensed up her claws and stepped aside. “Fine, go ahead and ram this thot’s throat, fuck-bug.”

“Oh, um, okay!” Ocellus had been going to let the others go first, but didn’t mind being pushed ahead at all, nor did she hesitate any more than the others when told to rape their teacher. After all, this was Fluttershy. Even ‘decent’ ponies that would usually never force themselves on another would still rape her. Ponies like her were made to be violently abused.

Fluttershy’s sobbing was muffled then as Ocellus pushed the spiny cock into her muzzle, pushing her jaw open wide before forcing it into her throat with a pleasant moan. The pony continued crying but opened her muzzle as wide as she could. Ocellus seemed to be an overachiever as well, smacking Fluttershy across the head with a hoof even though she wasn’t resisting, getting an adorable squeak out of her shortly before her throat was stretched by the odd insect cock. Ocellus sighed in relief at the warmth of a pony choking on her dick, beginning to thrust heavily, even shifting her hind legs to give her more power.

“Good job striking her, Ocellus,” Rarity praised her, fitting into her role quite well, though Spike always liked to imagine how much she hated what her body was forced to do and say. “Remember that this is not love-making; you are defiling a pony with no concern for their well-being, so abuse is encouraged. With a pony like her that is clearly meant to be defiled, there is no reason to feel guilt either.”

“How much abuse?” Yona asked, even as her tongue slide from her muzzle and her shaft slid deeper into Fluttershy’s snatch. She grasped all four hooves against Fluttershy and thrust upwards in time with Silverstream’s excited movements, watching with interest as Ocellus invaded Fluttershy’s muzzle. She opened her own muzzle to catch some of Fluttershy’s tears as they drooled down. “Mm! Chief say pony tears delicious, and he right!”

“All the abuse you wish,” said Rarity. “With rape meat like Fluttershy, she is too stupid to ever tell on you, and if she did the police would just laugh and rape her more, so you are free to harm her however you wish. She will simply make up some other excuse for being injured out of shame.”

“Why are any of you even worried about being caught?” Ember scratched her head in confusion.

“Because there are stupid laws against it,” Spike rolled his eyes. “Speaking of which, don’t be afraid to murder your victim if they will tell on you… snuff should really be taught in these classes too you know. I mean they teach birth control, and murdering the female is the surest method of birth control I can think of.”

“That is a valid point,” Rarity nodded. “Class, please end Fluttershy’s pathetic life during coitus as well, just as an example of what you should do to a pony that will tell on you. But not too quickly. You’ll receive optimal pleasure by working up to it and then feeling her deathgasm right before you cum inside her worthless corpse.”

“Mmph?!” Fluttershy’s eyes went wide, but then her body relaxed, knowing that it was for everypony’s own good if she was eliminated, so they may as well have fun with it. Spike’s shafts were rock hard as he looked down at her, having such a sweet innocent creature at his mercy and ordering her to be murdered was an incredible power trip.

“Can I help?” Ember asked with a grin.

“No!” demanded Spike. “You’re in murder-time-out for taking too long to spread that whore pussy for me! You’re not even allowed to fuck Smolder until I saw otherwise!”

Ember grumbled but could do nothing, lest he summon the tickle stick. Smolder sighed as well, idly stroking her shafts, one in each claw, as she waited her turn.

“Yona can smash pony?!” Yona was pleased at this at least. Yaks had given up a lot of traditions recently revolving around smashing ponies that tried to visit them in more ways than one, so she was no doubt eager to participate in something similar to what her ancestors did. While it was difficult to smash from beneath a pony, she did her best. “Yona smash!”

Yona continued ramming the unwilling pony puss that she’d been gifted with all her might, bouncing both Fluttershy and Silverstream atop her with the impacts and gripping her hindquarters with her legs. Her front legs punched Fluttershy in the ribs at the same time, and she showed impressive strength as there was a sickening crack within only a few impacts. That wasn’t satisfying enough though, so she grasped one of Fluttershy’s front legs to twist it at the knee, shattering the bone as she bent it back the other direction.

Fluttershy wanted to screech, pain coursing through her body as the process of using her pathetic body up began. She couldn’t though given that Ocellus’s throbbing meat was in her throat. When told that it was okay to hurt her, Ocellus shifted her shaft again, sharpening the barbs into outright nails, sharp enough to leave bleeding cuts along Fluttershy’s throat and to slice at her tongue. She gagged, coughing up blood that drooled deliciously down Ocellus’s ball sack.

“Wow, really?” Ocellus panted as her hooves morphed into claws and grasped Fluttershy’s head harder. “Back home it’s pretty normal to snuff out grubs that fail out in school, we even have an annual celebration where we do it, but we kept that sorta quiet since we didn’t know how ponies would react to it. Anyway, Fluttershy is sort of pathetic so it makes sense to end her so the rest of our friendships aren’t dragged down by her.”

“Really?” Spike pondered about the celebration she mentioned. “A festival where a bunch of underage under-achievers are butchered… I didn’t realize changelings were so progressive! Maybe I should let you live… uh, I mean let you give me your pussy later.”

“Oh, sure!” Ocellus nodded, panting as she nailed Fluttershy’s throat harder, stretching out the older pony’s throat with the oversized junk. “Changelings never turn down a dick, and definitely not two dicks!”

Silverstream was the least enthusiastic about actually harming their teacher, and she took a while to catch on with her brain having switched into fuck-mode. The feeling of a tight unwilling asshole clenched around her new equipment was the most intense things she’d felt in a while. After all, she got drilled by enough cock that it sort of got a little old without her realizing it.

She only fully realized what was happening when Ocellus reached for one of Fluttershy’s wings and bent it back, not stopping until it cracked loudly and sent a flurry of delicious spasms through Fluttershy’s body. While Silverstream didn’t stop thrusting, she did run events back a bit to pay better attention.

“W-wait guys,” Silverstream said. “They were obviously joking when they said to kill her… we can’t kill our teacher! I mean we can’t fuck her anymore if we do that…”

“You can still fuck her corpse,” Ocellus suggested helpfully, showing her true colors now that it was obvious that her instructors wouldn’t get onto her for her noble changeling traditions. “That’s what we do with the corpse pile at the end of the grub-snuff festival.”

It was clear that Silverstream wasn’t going to cooperate, so Spike decided to go ahead and cut the loss here. Besides, he wanted to see how Ocellus reacted to something else now that she’d shown she might be above ponies. Would she be okay with one of her favorite fuck-friends getting slaughtered for the pleasure of an obviously-superior dragon cock?

“Ah well, guess you fail!” Spike grunted.

“Indeed,” Rarity said casually, getting the picture of where this was going. “Spike, please enact the punishment. Ocellus, please take Fluttershy’s anal cavity. Fluttershy stop sobbing so much, it's disrespectful to Ocellus's culture to complain that she's going to murder you.”

"Sorrrry..." Fluttershy managed to gag out.

“Seriously?” Smolder growled when she wasn’t called to the task instead. “Why did I even take the powder if I’m not using these cocks?”

“Shut up, egg sack,” Spike growled back at her. “You took the powder because you deserve the pain. Ember, take one too.”

“Fucking damn it,” Ember sighed, but padded into the room to close the door behind her, picking up the packet that Ocellus had discarded. She took a deep breath, leaning back against a wall as she took the packet and prepared herself. The once-proud dragon then grunted, keeping herself standing and trying not to tear up too much as her insides warped outside, juice from her sopping wet cunt splattering on the floor as it turned inside out.

“I’m sorta already in this end,” panted Ocellus, apparently still a little dense in the head. It couldn’t be helped though; even if changelings were still better than Spike assumed, she still wasn’t a dragon.

“You are a changeling,” Rarity pointed out matter-of-factually.

“Oh right!” Ocellus got it. “Tentacle time! That’s another festival I should tell you about later.”

“Wait, what?” Silverstream paused her thrusting just before Spike grabbed her from behind, ripping her out of Fluttershy’s ass and throwing her onto the nearby desk on her back. Before she could do anything, Spike was on her, biting down into her hamstrings on one leg lest she get away. As pain shot through her and delicious blood dribbled down her leg and into Spike’s muzzle, she shrieked. “Wait, no! I’ll do it, I'll kill her!”

“Heh, well look at that,” Smolder smirked. “Even an apocalypse-level slut can be raped if you treat her right.”

Yona might have disagreed with SIlverstream getting yanked off, but she was far too busy smashing to notice much of what else was going on. She bent back Fluttershy’s one leg at every joint, then moved on to the other as she continued to ram her prolapsed pussy upward into the hole above her. She punched her in the gut again, leaving dark bruises visible through the light yellow fur.

Ocellus went about following the request to her as well. Her tail elongated into a spear like shape covered in a rough surface like sandpaper, a hole opening at the tip as it formed into a wicked shaft. She curled it up over her own head and slammed it into Fluttershy’s tailhole like a scorpion stinger, immediately drilling into her body. She didn’t stop either, elongating the new limb until it began to slowly wind further up Fluttershy’s intestinal tract with each thrust. Soon their victim’s lower body was bulging out, and even Yona groaned as the interior pressure made Fluttershy’s slimier rape hole even tighter.

Spike wasn’t pulling punches with Silverstream. Sure he was doing this in front of a class that hadn’t been expecting it, but his creatures in the room outnumbered them so it shouldn’t be a problem. At this point, he was so confident from his previous successes that rather than fear being caught, he was assuming it would all work out. Ponies were idiots after all, it’d take them forever to just put together who all had died, much less who did it, and by then he'd probably be raping the corpses of the royal sisters themselves.

He snapped down onto Silverstream's other hamstring, then slammed her back onto the desk again. He hadn’t gotten to rape someone with his larger body that grew overnight, so he was looking forward to trying out his new strength. Grinning widely, he flopped his duel cocks onto her belly and gripped a claw around her throat to squeeze it. For the very first time in her thot life, Silverstream looked down at a pair of dicks with fear instead of hunger.

Still, he was a little worried that a slut of her magnitude might still get some enjoyment from the experience, not to mention that her pussy was currently prolapsed out of her. Then again, maybe that provided an opportunity. He leaned down, slurping it into his maw. At first, she panted at the feeling of his warm breath around her, but then it became a great deal more warm as he breathed a burst of flame within his muzzle and dug his teeth into the base.

“Hey, I need that, don’t tear it off!” Silverstream shrieked. “Please, I can’t die yet! I vowed I’d put a hundred thousand names on my fucked-list before I go and I’m only at like twelve thousand!”

“Sorry slut, times up!” laughed Ember as she watched, then grumbled again when she remembered she didn’t get to help. “Fuck though… I don’t think my dad fucked that much during his entire rule. I mean it was mostly because most dragons were tiny compared to him and would literally explode if he fucked them, but still.”

“Not raping them just because they’d explode?” Spike scoffed. “See, I’ll be a MUCH better ruler than that.”

Silverstream was sobbing now, being quite unreasonable about the whole thing, so Spike slammed her head hard against the desk they were on. She grunted with each impact until her beak cracked, but he didn’t stop until it began to break apart. He then twisted it with a claw, ripping off both the top and bottom portion, tossing them aside.

She bellowed again, but he shut her up then by pushing both of his twin shafts into her now-wide-open throat. He shivered a the convulsions of her throat, both instinctual talent and fear combined in a brilliant massage of his throbbing peckers. He then pinned her onto her back, making his own muzzle even with her rear end.

Her pussy was already ripped out, so he went to work on her ass while impaling her throat. He dug several claws in, the hole at first pulsating in appreciation at the penetration. He then dug the claws into the edge, slicing around the circumference just inside her pucker, completely detaching it. He then cupped his maw over her ass and sucked, pulling out her intestinal tract and ripping back. Her body convulsed as blood splattered over her belly and he continued to tear out her intestines.

Fluttershy reached for Silverstream with her good front leg, not as okay with someone else getting it as she was with herself. Yona, still clueless about Silver’s murder nearby, grabbed the leg though, and began to give it the same treatment as the other, shattering each joint by twisting it back all the way. The other hoof continued to punch Fluttershy in the chest, her ribs so crushed that the impacts fell directly onto Fluttershy’s lungs, earning amusing yelps against Ocellus.

“Holy holes… you’re really gonna kill her just like that!” Ocellus was watching Silverstream’s treatment, clearly in approval from how her hips sped up their rhythm, the needles on her cock tearing deeply as Fluttershy vomited blood around her dick. Her tail extended out at the same time, shaping itself into an equally wicked shaft before impaling Fluttershy up the tailhole. “Fucking hooooot!”

The tail throbbed just as much as her dick had, clearly having been given the same sensitivity, which made Spike a bit jealous. Ocellus formed another tentacle just over her left shoulder, which zipped over to Rarity, dipping low and impaling the teacher from behind up her gooey snatch. Rarity moaned and spread her legs, but stayed at the chalkboard where she began helpfully listing out ways to murder ponies on the chalkboard.

“Hey!” Spike shouted when Ocellus sprouted another tentacle from her right shoulder which inched towards Ember and Smolder. “They’re in time out! If you want to stick it somewhere, ram me up my ass too… better not go easy on me either, I’m a dragon and can take it!”

Spike felt himself impaled instead as he turned back to Silverstream’s rear and continued pulling out her digestive tract. He got a good twenty feet of gore out of her before it finally gave and snapped off again. At that point, he abandoned her throat, pulling back his shaft and letting her be free to bellow and scream. It’d be okay if they made a lot of racket; he’d put a sign on the door that said ‘please do not disturb’ and ponies were too polite to open it.

Finally he flipped her around, landing her still back down but with his hips between her hind legs. Now he had absolutely no fear of her getting enjoyment from it. When he rammed into the bloody caves, he felt what remained of her guts spooling around his shafts, and panted softly as he began fucking her as hard as he could with his new and improved larger cocks.

He casually snacked on her intestinal tract, relaxing and letting the force of Ocellus’s tentacock push him into the screaming Silverstream. Ocellus hadn’t toned it down at all, and he felt his ass torn up inside, but the pain was quite arousing nonetheless. His draconic healing factor would take care of it, probably faster now that he’d grown, and he was getting a taste for just a bit of abuse after all.

“So uh, Spike,” Ocellus said quietly in his direction as she continued pounding the sobbing Fluttershy’s throat. “We gonna kill Yona too?”

“Sure are,” Spike nodded matter of factually. “She’s just a yak anyway, they’re barely even self-aware. We snuffed Gallus and Sandbar earlier… wonder if someone has found that bloody room yet. I don’t think it’s used until later classes.”

“And… me?” Ocellus asked. As impressive as she was being, she probably didn’t think she could take on three dragons. She wasn’t stopping though, using the momentum of the tentacle in Fluttershy’s ass to ram her throat, sending the weeping trash-pony back and forth and grinning wider the more she suffered, as if getting a bit of a high on the intense emotion.

“Haven’t decided yet,” Spike shrugged. “But finding out you’re a barely contained rape monster like me, and that you seem pretty okay with mass murder, probably helps your case.”

“Yeah most changelings are,” Ocellus admitted. “Like around each other, we’re just more timid around ponies because attacking them never worked out, and now that Celestia knows where we are she could ram the Sun into the badlands and kill us all.”

“Yona best at cock!” Yona chose to interrupt the conversation with her orgasmic bliss as she exploded into the rape meat above her. “Best at cum!” She grasped Fluttershy firmly in all fours, Fluttershy convulsing as several more of her ribs cracked from the pressure, a large crack signifying damage to her spine as well and leaving her hind legs flailing about rather amusingly. Yona was less amusing, and wouldn’t shut up. “Best at rape! Best at snuff! Best at craft-time!”

Yona blasted a load of spunk into Fluttershy’s ravaged pussy, bathing her ovaries as they had been many times. Ocellus’s spikey tentacle must have been doing some real internal damage inside Fluttershy’s bleeding asshole, because as much excess bloody cum expelled from there as it did from her pussy, splattered about as both Fluttershy and Yona kicked about.

“Oh for flames sake, someone shut that dumb whore up,” Spike growled. “I can’t hear Fluttershy’s gurgles of agony over this bitch!”

“Try being best at shutting the fuck up!” Ocellus growled, equally annoyed that her pleas for her life were interrupted. She dug a claw into Fluttershy’s head to hold her there as she continued pounding. The other lengthened and went to Yona’s head, suddenly yanking it upwards to the pussy still nestled behind Ocellus’s ball sack. Yona grunted as her muzzle was pushed into the trap, which squeezed it tightly shut.

“Thanks,” groaned Spike, taking in the sweet music of Fluttershy’s and Silverstream’s crying as the yak was silenced. He continued to casually rape the gaping wounds in Silverstream’s posterior, then dragged a claw slowly up her belly from just above her former cunt, slicing through her flesh like a thin sheet of paper to open her up. He growled down at her. “Ready to die, Silverstream? Give me a nice horrified look so it’ll be frozen on your face still when I fuck your cold dead body. Maybe maggot-ridden body... haven't decided if you're one of the ones I'll have preserved yet.”

She just kept sobbing, shaking her head weakly. It was good to see someone that had always loved sex shiver in terror at their final act of it. It was justice, since no non-dragon deserved to enjoy it that much.

Spike tensed, feeling Ocellus’s tentacle slowly wind its way through his gut, his body swelling slightly below. It probably wasn’t the best idea to have her inside him when he’d told her he might kill her, but that felt so much better than he ever imagined something in his tailhole could be. He wrapped his tail around the tentacle and added to her. “Hey Ocellus, is it true that changelings can bear offspring for any other species?”

“Sure is,” groaned Ocellus, body shivering as her words began to slur. Though she could shape her body into tentacles and fuck them all, receiving all the pleasure from it was a bit of an overload. The tentacle in Rarity had split in two, and was now ramming her asshole at the same time, lifting the zombiecorn’s rump off the floor slightly with each thrust, though Spike hadn’t told Rarity that she could react to it yet, so she was still listing out educational murder methods on the board, having almost filled it up.

“So you could be part of my harem,” pondered Spike. “Like the breedable part, even, not barren sluts like Rarity and Twilight. I guess you can’t hold a lot of eggs like you could for one of your gross bug friends, but still...”

“Can hold as many eggs as can fit inside me,” panted Ocellus. “Can always shift in an extra fertile womb and then spit out each egg individually when it’s time to hatch, I could make you more eggs than a harem of a half-dozen fertile female dragons.”

“Hey now!” Smolder shushed Ocellus as if she was afraid of being replaced. She was right to be afraid, since Spike did consider for a moment if he could murder his two dragonesses for their insolence and just use Ocellus. Oh well, he’d let them both live for now and see where things went.

“That soft insect won’t ever hold eggs as good as a dragon,” scoffed Ember, probably having similar concerns.

“Don’t get competitive just because I found a better egg sack,” Spike said. “I’ll keep you both alive at least a little longer because I want you to suffer, but you better be less uppity now that I have a valid alternative. Now watch us have fun some more from your little no-fucking corner.”

As he thought about his options, he pulled open Silverstream’s gut licking his lips. He watched what remained of her intestines and organs slosh around his shafts, which thrusted directly into them with her proper tunnels ripped out. He giggled a bit, moving his claws to grasp her womb, loosening it and using his claws to cut out it and her ovaries as her body convulsed in the agony of the claw-surgery.

He shook as he neared his orgasm, then pushed the opening of her womb against both his cock tips within her. He slipped them inside and surged a load of dragon cum into them, watching with delight as his sperm bloated up her raw organ like an oddly shaped water balloon. Before it burst, he pulled his shafts back, clamping it shut with one claw and allowing the rest of the white fluid to mix in with the red of her gutted body.

Tying it off, he held her neck with his other claw, forcing her jaw open as wide as he could before shoving it into her mouth. She gagged delightfully as he forced the bloated cum sack down her throat. Her neck swelled as he stuffed it deeper, forcing it through her neck and then leaving her choking on it, too weak to try to dislodge it.

“Oh come on,” Spike laughed. “I know you eat pussy too, I’ve literally walked by you eating out other students and teachers in the hall, and this is just an extension of that, so don’t pretend this isn’t the perfect way for a slut like you to die!”

“I can’t believe you’re going that far…” Ocellus marveled, but obviously loved it given how the thrusting into Spike’s asshole had increased in fervor as she watched him gutting her dying friend. Meanwhile Rarity was getting her head slammed into the wall, having dropped the chalk as her pussy splattered coagulated blood all over the floor. It seemed the changeling went a bit deep there, not that it mattered.

More important was the least deserving pony in the room, Fluttershy. The painful demise of an innocent pony was the most delicious, as Spike had learned when snuffing out Sweetie, and Fluttershy was even more innocent than that raving whore. Only Fluttershy could be both so over-used and innocent at the same time.

“Oh come on!” Ember complained. “I demand some tentacle action, or at least throw me an organ to masturbate with!” The others ignored her, and her face turned red with fury. It felt good to deny her after she’d been more obsessed with riding Gallus’s corpse than taking Spike’s seed like she should have been doing from the start.

Ocellus meanwhile was getting into not just what her tentacles were doing, but what was happening at her more proper fuck-bits. She yanked her hips back, suddenly withdrawing from Fluttershy’s sobbing face. Fluttershy took in a deep breath during the short respite, only to squeak as Ocellus’s cock tip expanded slightly, her cum hole clasping around her nose. It expanded again, clasping her lower jaw as well before pulling her muzzle in up to her wide, confused eyes.

At the same time, Yona was struggling beneath her, head now buried in Ocellus’s greasy insect cunt. As she suffocated, her squirming began to reduce, so Ocellus shifted an air passage to keep her breathing inside. As she did, the pussy churned around the yak’s neck, then expanded slowly to encompass her shoulders.

“A-are you eating them… with your cock and pussy?” Smolder stared.

“Y-yeah,” Ocellus nodded, drooling down her front. “Gonna digest this rape toy into cum and crush this stupid ice-buffalo inside my womb.

“Should I… stop… her… Spikey… Wikey?” Rarity said between thrusts from Ocellus’s tentacle, then suddenly vomited a stream of coagulated blood and bits of organs as the tentacle cock pushed free through her throat. Her whole body was lifted up off the floor now and shivered in torment once again.

“Nah, I want to see where this goes,” Spike wisely decided.

“So just to note,” said Ember, as if trying to rain on everyone’s rape-parade. “With us being this blatant and uncareful, Celestia is going to figure out who did this pretty fast and be peeved.”

“Hey, language!” Spike warned. “And don’t worry, I have a plan to take out Celestia and Luna and… oh uh… Discord, forgot about him.” He totally didn’t have a plan, and nervously looked down at Fluttershy who was currently squealing after learning what her demise would entail. Maybe he should have saved her for later… nah. “It’ll work out for sure! In the end they’ll all be dead or enslaved, and I’ll be laughing.”

And thinking about it, converting Fluttershy to cum and flushing her might avoid him having to deal with Discord directly. Granted, Zecora probably wanted her feathers to make roofie potions out of, but maybe he could take up Starlight's offer to help with Zecora.

“Brilliant idea!” Spike said. “Smolder, Ember, pluck Fluttershy’s feathers. We’ll send them to Zecora and then tell Discord that she took Fluttershy to make roofie potions with the pegasus feathers. It won’t even be a lie, since the feathers will be all that’s left of Fluttershy.”

“Can I get a wing-job at least while I do it?” Ember asked.

“No, do as you’re told and nothing else, you cunt,” Spike snarled.

“Can you stop acting up, you stupid whore?” Smolder told Ember, all the respect she once had for the loser gone. “The more you do it, the longer it is before we get to put our cocks in someone.”

“See why can’t you be more like that, Ember?” Spike asked.

Spike looked down at Silverstream as she twitched beneath him, shivering as she slowly bled out. Given her inferior soft body, she was likely near death, so he decided to try and give her one more unique experience as she died. Yanking his shafts from her bleeding wounds, he climbed up over her gutted insides, tearing out a kidney on his way to pop it into his muzzle.

“Still haven’t decided if I’ll have your preserved or let you rot a bit,” Spike mused again. “I want a variety in my corpse pile, ya know.”

He carefully sliced open the front of her neck, careful not to go too deep at first. Twilight had made him study anatomy enough that he was able to slice a claw into her esophagus. He took a moment to tear a hole into her windpipe as well, giving her an extra breathing outlet to let her last longer. Moving his shafts to the wounded esophagus, he pushed the lower cock into it, sliding it up through her throat as he panted softly.

Ocellus had already sprouted two new tentacles, which were hammering the open wounds at Silverstream’s behind that Spike had left empty. He tried to not be too envious of her and continued what he was doing. He pushed up through Silverstream’s neck, feeling her throat convulse as she gagged and sobbed.

Spike moaned, delighted that he was continuing with his first murder of the day, hoping to get as much done as yesterday. To more of his delight, when he pushed further, his cock pressed into the cervix of the wadded up womb shoved into her throat. He thrusts more firmly, shivering at his good luck as his upper cock slapped her in the face.

“Looks like those nasty ovaries will get one more cum bath, slut,” Spike growled.

Fluttershy meanwhile had ceased being quite so complacent, trying to back away from Ocellus’s shaft as it engulfed her crying face and slid over her head, tip snapping down over her neck and giving a friendly squeeze before proceeding to slowly encompass her shoulders. The weak pony couldn’t have done much even if she wasn’t already broken though, since now two of Ocellus’s fuck extensions were hammer her from behind, replacing the yak cock that’d been inside her cunt with one of their own.

Yona resisted her position as well, but was a little too confused at what was happening to do much at first. Her front legs had been pinned to her sides, her muzzle pushed up against Ocellus’s cervix as more of her pushed in. The changeling clenched, causing Yona to groan, followed by a sickening crack as the pressure broke her jaw. As her head was pulled into the open womb, Yona bellowed from within her, making Ocellus shiver and roll her eyes back from the vibrations.

Smolder and Ember looked annoyed, but went about their less interesting task. Each took a side of Fluttershy, yanking out her wings and dragging their claws over them. They seemed strangely adept at removing feathers, and Spike had to wonder if they hadn’t had practice. As they raked their claws, the pulled out claw-fulls of them, tossing them into a haphazard pile behind Fluttershy’s behind. Fluid from her invaded holes splattered on the pile, but they didn’t need to be clean.

“Incredible, so much murder!” Ocellus groaned. “And to think we were considering eliminating this part of our culture! But this is even more hot because I’m slaughtering my own friends!” She was clearly far more sane than Spike had given her credit for, certainly more so than the average student here. “Now give me that first load of cum, Spike!”

Another tentacle sprouted, this one opening its tip and clamping over Spike’s upper shaft that wasn’t busy penetrating Silverstream’s womb through her throat. Spike shivered at the warm massage, every bit as intense as a dragon’s pussy, so much so that the fact that it was attached to a hideously ugly creature barely even mattered.

Spike blasted his orgasm hotly once that happened, and Ocellus suckled down his juice eagerly, funneling it to the womb that was currently sucking in Yona’s head. He could hear Yona’s ew as it thick dragon sperm splattered all over her face. His other cock had less space to use, but the sight of Silverstream’s ovaries bloating up like water balloons in her throat was both hot and amusing. He held a claw down over them as her neck expanded as well.

Leaning forward, Spike gave Silversteram a final kiss as he watched the life leaving her eyes. As her hot body convulsed in deathgasm, he bit down over the cream-filled organ in her throat, bursting it and slurping down his own cum. He yanked off one of the ovaries, gnawing up the flesh and choking down more of his own delicious cum. He couldn’t believe that he’d ever been happy living any other way but this.

By the time Ocellus got to Fluttershy’s wings, the dragons had worked very efficiently. She looked like a plucked chicken, only a few feathers remaining on the bleeding slabs of meet on her side before they were sucked into the hungry changeling shaft. The dragons looked down at that and then up at Ocellus rolling back her eyes further, looking a bit disturbed.

Ember reached around to help push Fluttershy’s bottom in to get it over with, but Smolder smacked her hand away like a good whore. They hadn’t been told they could participate yet. It impressed Spike that Smolder seemed to be headed for the position of head harem slut rather than the former Dragon Lord.

“Discooooord!” Fluttershy’s muffled voice sobbed from inside of Ocellus’s sack where it had popped out due to her amazing scientifically-accurate anatomy. Ocellus responded to that by grasping her thighs and pulling her harder to get it over with. Her balls pulsed, churning against Fluttershy’s face and coating it with acidic goo to start the digestion process. The tentacles in Fluttershy’s other end shoved hard in sync to press her deeper, and soon only her wildly kicking hind legs were free of the changeling’s tip.

Similarly, Yona was up to her hips, kicking and struggling within her. Ocellus flexed, compressing in on Yona again, pulling some of the air out of her womb to weaken her. She twisted around her, muscles coiling like a snake, until Yona’s front legs snapped, the rest of her body getting sucked in as more cracks ensued, her gagging pitifully as her ribs started to give one at a time.

“It’s too late for anyone to save you, slut,” drooled Ocellus, as she patted Fluttershy’s rump, dragging a hoof around her tightly stretched hole before she licked it clean. “Not even… oh FUCK!”

Suddenly Ocellus was staring across the room with wide, terrified eyes, tentacles all freezing in place. She pointed timidly behind Spike and Spike turned around, though he was not lightweight so didn’t stop thrusting into Silverstream’s now very dead throat as he did so.

Behind him was Discord, who had leaned Ember down, slamming her face down into the floor with her tail raised. She had a stupid look on her face as she drooled all over it, rolling her eyes back. Discord had righted her anatomy, and was now pumping his own dual shafts into her from behind, monstrous cocks that were almost as covered in barbs and ridges as Ocellus’s.

“Hey, that’s mine!” Spike complained as Discord nonchalantly starting banging Ember. “Just because we’re buds doesn’t mean you can walk into my house and use my stuff without permission! You don’t see me using your stuff do you?"

Discord glanced at Fluttershy’s kicking legs sticking out of Ocellus’s cock and then back to Spike.

“That was Ocellus’s idea!” Spike claimed. “I was gonna stop her as soon as I finished fucking this slut’s corpse! You can’t blame me for being distracted momentarily by a dying whore on my dicks!”

“Brave as always,” Smolder rolled her eyes.