Mating Seasonby MrWriterWriterChaptersDawn of A Randy DayA Spark Of ConfusionTo The RescueDawn of A Randy Day"All right, guys, the sooner we get into this, the sooner we can get outta here and go home tonight." The head of the Tartarus Cleaning Crew spoke up, looking out over the dozen or so ponies working for him. "Let's move out." The group promptly separated and headed off to their assigned areas. While the location was less than pleasant, given the notorious criminals and monsters locked up, the job itself was fairly quiet. The workers busied themselves; sweeping, mopping, getting up the trash the morning shift guards left behind. It was another day, another paycheck. One particular member of this group, a rookie, pretty much, had been sent to take care of the Hall of Relics; a chamber dedicated to housing the items Equestria would prefer never see the light of day; the cursed Alicorn Amulet...the horn fragment of King Sombra...Celestia and Luna's first diaries. Though it wasn't really a 'hall' per say, more like a big storage room, but the stuff there really could cause trouble in the wrong hands. "C'mon, lil mama, don't be afraid..." He sung to himself, making his way between the tall shelves filled with stuff he was warned to not touch. Granted, he'd been in there once before, and some of the stuff there creeped him out anyway. He had to avert his eyes from the ceramic doll that kept turning its head to follow him until he was out of that aisle. "C'mon and work it, work it!" He sung a little louder, sweeping faster so he could get out of there. He probably realized he'd goofed when he felt the tip of the broom hit something. That or the sound of something shattering on the other side of the shelf. "Shit! Shitshitshitshit!" He whimpered, running over to see the broken remains of a small, gem encrusted crystal box. "Oh fuckbuckles! That was the...the...the whatever!" He didn't know what half the stuff in there did, but he knew he'd catch hell if the others found out. And, as some can attest to, panicking makes one do less than smart things. Which might explain why, instead of admitting he messed up and accept the chewing out and/or possible firing, he quickly swept the pieces behind a cursed suit of armor in the corner (which gave him the finger for it). Then, grabbing some paper , pen, and duct tape from his supply cart, got to work. By the time he left the room, looking as calm as he could, there was a - to him, at least - reasonable copy of the box in its place. He was sure by the time anypony found out, it'd be well after others had been in there. That bout of forced confidence might be why he didn't bother to look back at the faint bluish glow coming from behind the armor, which was flipping him off even harder. *Tweet! Ta-weet! Tweet tweet!* "Grr..." *POW!* *SQUAWK!* "Frigging birds...always right outside my window." Spike grumbled as he got up. "Gotta get another alarm clock now." He knew he wouldn't get to sleep, so he went ahead and went to do his usual morning routine. Hearing the light sounds of snoring from one of the rooms he passed, it didn't take much to tell that the girls were all probably still asleep. But, it wouldn't take long for them to come trotting in once breakfast got started. "Mail should be here by now, too." He reminded himself, making a detour to the front door. Now, sunny mornings in Equestria were normally bright and fragrant, especially when Pinkie was on a muffin kick for the breakfast rush. Today, though, Spike noticed something different when he opened the door. The first thing he noticed was everything seemed more...vibrant than normal; unnaturally more, to be honest; a little bit brighter too. On the way to the mail. He also picked up a faint aroma. It was hard to describe; kind of a cross between maple syrup and the air after a heavy rain, like how the girls smelled after they had a spa day. The combination of it all seemed to gave him the urge to put a little spring in his step as he noted they didn't have anything today. That...probably was why he didn't see the rainbow-colored blur coming right at him until he found himself on his back and several feet from where he stood. "Ow..." He winced, shaking the cobwebs loose after his unplanned collision. The impact-induced haze faded and annoyance quickly set in once he saw who was sitting on him. "Dammit, Rainbow! It's too early to be crashing in...to..." His voice faded in confusion when he saw her face. It wasn't injured or anything, but it was considerably different from her normal appearance. Her breath was in short pants, her cheeks flushed, eyes half-lidded, and her smile...it was eager...hungry in a way. "Dash? You feeling ooohoobaba...!" He sputtered as he finally noticed what she had on, or rather...what she didn't. Aside from a small sports bra that did little to cover her modest but still plump breasts, she had on nothing except that smile. "D-Dash! The hell!?" He yelped, trying to fight back the blush on her face, as well as the slowly growing erection at feeling her naked sex rubbing against his stomach. Her voice was uncharacteristically husky as she replied. "Just thought I'd drop by for a special breakfast, Spikey." "Spec-fffmm!?" Was all he got out before feeling her lips on his, along Rainbow planting his hands firmly on her ass. 'THE HELL!? What the hell's gotten into her? Why is she half naked? And...wow...she does serious squats.' He trailed off, finding himself squeezing the firm globes. She must've enjoyed it, since she pressed her chest against his. Despite how much she trained and worked out, they were surprisingly soft. Not to mention how hard her nipples already were as they ground against his. 'She's got...really soft lips too-gah! This isn't making any seeeeHHNNCE!?' He was yanked out of his thoughts by the sensation of Rainbow's dampening pussy grinding against him. "Hehe, like what ya have a hold of, don't ya, Spikey?" She purred, showing how limber she was by managing to reach behind and grab his bulge. "I like this myself." Spike's eyes widened as she start to knead him down there. "R-Rainbow..?" He squeaked. "W-Wha..What's gotten into you??" "Dunno, but..." Using her wings, she managed to hook the waistband and yank his pants down, letting his erection spring free. "...I know what I want in me!" Author's Note All right! Time to cast your votes! You wanna see Spike give in and take Rainbow, or resist? A Spark Of ConfusionA lump formed in Spike's throat as he processed what she'd just said and done. "W-wha...?" He quickly let go of her ass. "Dash, w-wait..." "Come on, Spikey..." She purred, reaching to stroke his already full erection as she lined herself up. "Don'cha wanna taste this rainbow?" His eyes nearly bugged out when she gripped. 'C-Celestia's clit, her hands are soft!' 'Take her.... A voice purred in his head. It sounded like him, but it was off. It was lower, almost...hungry. 'Claim that mare.' He blinked, wonder where the hell that voice came from.'The hell!? But this doesn't make any sense! She's not acting like herself!' 'She's offering you that sweet, supple body of hers, no questions asked.' It continued. 'Admit it, you can smell her desire...her want.' 'N-no, something's off. Really off!' He responded, doing his best to shove the voice away. "Rainbow...I...uh..." He looked around behind her, knowing it was kind of mean, but he needed an escape without hurting her. "Look, it's Dairing Do!" As if a switch was flipped, the aroused, sultry Rainbow was gone; replaced with Rainbow Dash, Daring Do fanfilly. "Daring!? Ooh! Where? Where?" She was off of him in a flash, looking around in a blur of giddy excitement. The moment that happened, Spike took off back inside, slamming the door shut and locking it before stumbling back to catch his breath. 'Man, that was close...did she get into some of Granny Smith's personal stash or something?? 'Such a waste...' the voice said, fading away. 'What the Tartarus are you!' He demanded. Unfortunately, he got no response. "Spike?" Another voice spoke up. This time he recognized it as Tempest. a look back brought the former villainess into view, wearing just a sports bra and bikini briefs. He did his best to act calm, despite the questions running through his head. "Oh, h-hey, Tempest..." He paused when he realized she was giving him an appraising look...and looking at his lower half. "I'll admit, that things' pretty damn impressive." She said, a slight hint of pink on her cheeks. "But...it's a little early in the day to be whipping it out, don't you think?" More than a little confused, he looked down...and turned blazing red. Between Rainbow yanking his pants, and his rush to get away, he'd left what clothing he had on outside. Tempest was now getting a full, unhindered view of Jr. still at full mast. "SHIT!" Quickly trying to cover himself, he chuckled weakly. "Uh..heh..uh...I..I should get some pants on..." "Yeah. I'm not complaining, personally, but Twi and Starlight might have reservations about it." "R-right." He started crabwalking away, shifting into a full sprint once he hit the hallway. Tempest just watched. "Heh, cute ass, too." She smirked, before wincing when her horn throbbed, a bit of magic sparking off it. "Damn, not again." She'd been woken up earlier by her horn spasming slightly, but just wrote it off as having slept wrong. 'Y--w--t a taste, don't y-' A voice crackled in her head, making her looking around. "Wha?" She sighed at the odd tingle in her horn when she heard it. 'Th----you star---s-ock. Yo--can pict---' It was her voice. That much she could tell. But it was patchy and distorted, as if she was talking into a cheap walkie-talkie; yet, what she could make make seemed to be husky, like a purr of desire. 'in---nds' It continued. 'on your---gue.' "The hell...?" She muttered in confusion. 'Take---ride th---on---il---can't-----ussy---ore!' "What's going on!?" She yelled to no one in particular, grabbing her horn as it let out one last, and very painful throb before the voice faded. "What was that??" She muttered, groaning from the lingering ache "You all right?" Spike asked, coming back with a pair of pants on, shirt in his hand. "Yeah, just...ugh, my horn's been hurting ever since I got up." She hissed when it sparked on her finger. "Doesn't feel like a migraine or anything...just freaking ow!" "Here, let me get you an icepack. Maybe that'll help." He said, heading to the kitchen. 'Did you see how she stared?' The voice popped back up on his way. 'She was practically salivating at your rod.' 'Whatever you are, shut up!' He growled. 'She was just surprised, that's all!' 'Admit it, you'd love to feel her hands on you, to slip your length between those thighs of hers...' "I said shut up!" He snarled, finally getting to the kitchen. "Whatever your game is, I'm not falling for it." 'A matter of time...' the voice faded away again, leaving him alone. He sighed. "What's going on..?" First Rainbow, now that....that voice popping in his head. He didn't know what freaked him out more; the fact that it seemed to be trying to egg him on into having sex, or that it seemed to have compelling arguments. Admittedly, they were attractive, but he doubted they were that into him. Getting into the freezer, he threw a couple handfuls of ice into a plastic bag. It wasn't the best quality, but he figured it'd do for now at least. "Spike..." He froze, mid-reach for a dishtowel to wrap it up in, and looked around. "Spike..." There was again, closer this time, followed by a strange shuffle on the kitchen floor. "The hell...?" He closed the fridge down and saw Twilight. She was still in that pink lace leotard she liked to sleep in nowadays, but she was on all fours on the floor, crawling towards him. "Twilight!? What happened!?" He quickly crouched down to her. "Did you fall? Did you.." It was than that he saw the look on her face. It was like Rainbow's; the flushed expression, half open eyes, shallow breathing...except, instead of the grin, there was a look resembling relief mixed with desperation. "Spike..." She whimpered, reaching for him. "Twily...need Spike...!" "Twi...? Wh...why are you talking like...that...?" He tried to help her up when his nostrils flared at the sharp, sweet scent coming from her....or to be specific, her crotch. "Twilight?" He looked at the soaked patch between her legs, fluids trickling down her thighs. "Spike...take Twily?" She asked pleadingly, her lips trembling. "Make his??" 'She's aroused, painfully so.' The voice returned, sounding more serious this time. 'She needs release, and wants you to give it to her. 'But...she...I...' He almost fell over when she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him with a longing he'd never seen her show before. "Twily hurts...down there!" She whimpered. "Spike make hurt go away...please...?" Author's Note Well, Spike was able to escape the grasp of the Prismatic Pegasus...but will he resist his oldest friend in her time of need? What do you think? Vote now! *Final Jeopardy Theme starts playing* To The RescueSpike was at a severe quandary; less than ten minutes ago, he'd escaped Rainbow Dash who was acting far differently than normal. Hell, he'd never even seen her act attracted to someone, stallion or mare. Now, he was face to face with Twilight, who was acting just as odd. Except, she was basically pleading him...she even looked like she was frigging hurting. Part of him wanted to help, but he still had no idea what was going on. Given Twilight was still latched onto him, he did the only thing he could really think of. Thankfully, she was light, so setting her up on the counter was easy. "Ok...Twilight, look at me, all right? Look at me...I need you to tell me what happened, anything you can think of about what's making you act like this." Twilight just whimpered and shook her head. "Not...not know. Twily hurt!" 'Ok, that's not good. If whatever's affecting her is this intense, I'm in trouble.' He started looking around frantically for something to give him an idea as to what to do when he heard footsteps coming in, joined by the sight of a naked Starlight Glimmer. "Figured you'd be in here, Spikey." She bit her lip. Like Rainbow and Twilight, she was showing the same flushed expression and shallow breathing. Except, she seemed to be a bit more in control. "Listen,I'm note sure why exactly, but I just woke up feeling horny as hell, and with a really intense urge to mate. And, frankly, it's making it really hard to concentrate on much of anything." She slowly closed the distance between them, licking her lips in the process. "If it's not too much of a risk to the current state of our friendship, there a chance you could fuck my brains out so I can focus and try to work out just where the urge came from?" She paused when she saw Twilight. "What's wrong with Twilight? She looks worse than I do." "Wha..?" Spike stared at her as he tried to register what she'd just said before snapping out of it. "You should've seen Rainbow! She jumped on me like I was her favorite flavor of ice cream!" "So I'm definitely not the only one affected by this." Starlight surveyed the situation. "And judging from how Twilight's looking, it's getting painful for her. Spike, you're gonna have to satisfy her." "Me!?" He flushed scarlet at the thought. "But...I...! Star, she's almost like my sister!" "That may be, but I've seen some of the porn in your room." Starlight smirked when he sputtered in protest. "Spike, we both know you think she's hot, you've admitted that it was the case even before she became an alicorn." "W-well, yeah...I mean...that is..." "The point is, right now she's in pain, and I know you'll treat her with care about this. And if you don't, there's a chance she'll run into someone who'll take her however they choose, regardless of what she wants." That sent an unpleasant shiver down Spike's spine. Another whine from Twilight brought his attention back to her. She was shaking like a leaf, and from the look on her face, really hurting. It didn't take an expert to tell that she could barely think straight at the moment, much less concentrate enough to use her magic, especially if she needed to fight back. "Buck that noise!" "If it's ok with you...can I watch?" Starlight already had a finger running between her nether lips as she watched him make his decision. "Your choice." He replied before focusing on Twilight. "You ready, Twi? I mean, I've read on it, but actually doing it..." He was cut off by another kiss. "Twily trust Spike." She purred, nuzzling him as he reached for the collar snap keeping the leotard up. With a light 'click' the snap came undone, and he gently pulled the top half down, exposing her perky, coconut-sized breasts. Spike found himself licking his lips at the sight, and felt his pants get uncomfortably tight. Celestia, he didn't know why, but he was itching to see what she tasted like. "Spike...touch Twily?" She asked, pushing her chest out like an offering. Swallowing the lump in his throat, he reached out and gently grasped her breasts, the plump orbs giving slightly under his touch. "Ah..." Twilight sighed happily as he lightly squeezed them, rolling a finger over her rock-hard nipples. 'Take her...she wants her dragon to claim his succulent little mare!' The voice returned. This time,however, it sounded like it was celebrating. Spike ignored it. "You...you ready for more Twi?" She nodded and pushed against his hands. "T-Twily touch Spike?" She asked, setting a hand just above the waistband on his pants. "If...if you want to." He sucked in a breath when, as soon as he said it, she unzipped his pants and stuffed her hand in, gripping his erection as soon as she found it. "Spike is big..!" She smiled, pulling him out while she finished undoing his pants with her free hand, slowly stroking him. "F-fuck, I'll say!" Starlight moaned nearby, two fingers deep in her own pussy "Th-thanks...?" He groaned, trying to stay focused. 'Jeeze...! Why do her hands have to be so..so soft!?' "Mm...Twily want..." She licked her lips. "Spike take Twily?" "Yes." He said, reaching down to slide the rest of the leotard off her, ignoring the voice calling for him to just tear it off while she lifted her hips to let him remove it fully. "Celestia, you're beautiful." He said, seeing her naked body for the first time. Sliding his hands over her hips, he lined himself up with her entrance and looked her in the eyes, reaching to grip her ass. "Ready?" "Mm-hmm!" She nodded eagerly, and squeaked happily when she felt the tip slide into her, followed by the first few inches. "S-Spike...ahh!" She gasped as he stretched her out slightly, his shaft rubbing against her in the process, stopping to let her get accustomed to him. "So...so goood!" "Fuck, tight..!" Spike gritted his teeth and pulled her deeper on him, relishing the moans and squeals of delight she made the more he filled her. Soon he hilted in her and began a steady rhythm, grunts and gasps being added to the mix, along with Starlight's own panting. Wrapping her legs around him, Twilight buried her face in his shoulder, whimpering happily at the sensation of Spike's length rasping against her inner walls, hitting various sensitive spots. As it continued, she felt a slow, intense boiling sensation start to rise in her loins. She had a feeling as to what it was, and eagerly welcomed it. "H-harder!" She squealed, holding on to him tighter as he complied. "T-Twilight, I think...I think i'm gonna...!" He hissed, feeling himself reaching his limit. "Stay...stay in me, please!" She whispered, holding onto him like a lifeline. She bit back a scream of pleasure as she felt her orgasm hit, sending a shudder through her body. It wasn't long before Spike hissed and spilled into her, a thick warmth filling her. "Oh man...that was..." Spike braced himself against the counter, trying to stop his knees from buckling. "I...I'll say." An exhausted Twilight smiled, kissing him sleepily. "Thanks, Spike." She said, slowly nodding off. Before he could respond, they both heard Starlight let out a cry as her own climax hit. They looked to see her panting nearby. "Glimmy's turn now!" Author's Note Spike's come to the aid of his oldest friend, now the former villainess wants her turn. Will Spike go two for two? Vote now!
Dawn of A Randy Day"All right, guys, the sooner we get into this, the sooner we can get outta here and go home tonight." The head of the Tartarus Cleaning Crew spoke up, looking out over the dozen or so ponies working for him. "Let's move out." The group promptly separated and headed off to their assigned areas. While the location was less than pleasant, given the notorious criminals and monsters locked up, the job itself was fairly quiet. The workers busied themselves; sweeping, mopping, getting up the trash the morning shift guards left behind. It was another day, another paycheck. One particular member of this group, a rookie, pretty much, had been sent to take care of the Hall of Relics; a chamber dedicated to housing the items Equestria would prefer never see the light of day; the cursed Alicorn Amulet...the horn fragment of King Sombra...Celestia and Luna's first diaries. Though it wasn't really a 'hall' per say, more like a big storage room, but the stuff there really could cause trouble in the wrong hands. "C'mon, lil mama, don't be afraid..." He sung to himself, making his way between the tall shelves filled with stuff he was warned to not touch. Granted, he'd been in there once before, and some of the stuff there creeped him out anyway. He had to avert his eyes from the ceramic doll that kept turning its head to follow him until he was out of that aisle. "C'mon and work it, work it!" He sung a little louder, sweeping faster so he could get out of there. He probably realized he'd goofed when he felt the tip of the broom hit something. That or the sound of something shattering on the other side of the shelf. "Shit! Shitshitshitshit!" He whimpered, running over to see the broken remains of a small, gem encrusted crystal box. "Oh fuckbuckles! That was the...the...the whatever!" He didn't know what half the stuff in there did, but he knew he'd catch hell if the others found out. And, as some can attest to, panicking makes one do less than smart things. Which might explain why, instead of admitting he messed up and accept the chewing out and/or possible firing, he quickly swept the pieces behind a cursed suit of armor in the corner (which gave him the finger for it). Then, grabbing some paper , pen, and duct tape from his supply cart, got to work. By the time he left the room, looking as calm as he could, there was a - to him, at least - reasonable copy of the box in its place. He was sure by the time anypony found out, it'd be well after others had been in there. That bout of forced confidence might be why he didn't bother to look back at the faint bluish glow coming from behind the armor, which was flipping him off even harder. *Tweet! Ta-weet! Tweet tweet!* "Grr..." *POW!* *SQUAWK!* "Frigging birds...always right outside my window." Spike grumbled as he got up. "Gotta get another alarm clock now." He knew he wouldn't get to sleep, so he went ahead and went to do his usual morning routine. Hearing the light sounds of snoring from one of the rooms he passed, it didn't take much to tell that the girls were all probably still asleep. But, it wouldn't take long for them to come trotting in once breakfast got started. "Mail should be here by now, too." He reminded himself, making a detour to the front door. Now, sunny mornings in Equestria were normally bright and fragrant, especially when Pinkie was on a muffin kick for the breakfast rush. Today, though, Spike noticed something different when he opened the door. The first thing he noticed was everything seemed more...vibrant than normal; unnaturally more, to be honest; a little bit brighter too. On the way to the mail. He also picked up a faint aroma. It was hard to describe; kind of a cross between maple syrup and the air after a heavy rain, like how the girls smelled after they had a spa day. The combination of it all seemed to gave him the urge to put a little spring in his step as he noted they didn't have anything today. That...probably was why he didn't see the rainbow-colored blur coming right at him until he found himself on his back and several feet from where he stood. "Ow..." He winced, shaking the cobwebs loose after his unplanned collision. The impact-induced haze faded and annoyance quickly set in once he saw who was sitting on him. "Dammit, Rainbow! It's too early to be crashing in...to..." His voice faded in confusion when he saw her face. It wasn't injured or anything, but it was considerably different from her normal appearance. Her breath was in short pants, her cheeks flushed, eyes half-lidded, and her smile...it was eager...hungry in a way. "Dash? You feeling ooohoobaba...!" He sputtered as he finally noticed what she had on, or rather...what she didn't. Aside from a small sports bra that did little to cover her modest but still plump breasts, she had on nothing except that smile. "D-Dash! The hell!?" He yelped, trying to fight back the blush on her face, as well as the slowly growing erection at feeling her naked sex rubbing against his stomach. Her voice was uncharacteristically husky as she replied. "Just thought I'd drop by for a special breakfast, Spikey." "Spec-fffmm!?" Was all he got out before feeling her lips on his, along Rainbow planting his hands firmly on her ass. 'THE HELL!? What the hell's gotten into her? Why is she half naked? And...wow...she does serious squats.' He trailed off, finding himself squeezing the firm globes. She must've enjoyed it, since she pressed her chest against his. Despite how much she trained and worked out, they were surprisingly soft. Not to mention how hard her nipples already were as they ground against his. 'She's got...really soft lips too-gah! This isn't making any seeeeHHNNCE!?' He was yanked out of his thoughts by the sensation of Rainbow's dampening pussy grinding against him. "Hehe, like what ya have a hold of, don't ya, Spikey?" She purred, showing how limber she was by managing to reach behind and grab his bulge. "I like this myself." Spike's eyes widened as she start to knead him down there. "R-Rainbow..?" He squeaked. "W-Wha..What's gotten into you??" "Dunno, but..." Using her wings, she managed to hook the waistband and yank his pants down, letting his erection spring free. "...I know what I want in me!" Author's Note All right! Time to cast your votes! You wanna see Spike give in and take Rainbow, or resist?
A Spark Of ConfusionA lump formed in Spike's throat as he processed what she'd just said and done. "W-wha...?" He quickly let go of her ass. "Dash, w-wait..." "Come on, Spikey..." She purred, reaching to stroke his already full erection as she lined herself up. "Don'cha wanna taste this rainbow?" His eyes nearly bugged out when she gripped. 'C-Celestia's clit, her hands are soft!' 'Take her.... A voice purred in his head. It sounded like him, but it was off. It was lower, almost...hungry. 'Claim that mare.' He blinked, wonder where the hell that voice came from.'The hell!? But this doesn't make any sense! She's not acting like herself!' 'She's offering you that sweet, supple body of hers, no questions asked.' It continued. 'Admit it, you can smell her desire...her want.' 'N-no, something's off. Really off!' He responded, doing his best to shove the voice away. "Rainbow...I...uh..." He looked around behind her, knowing it was kind of mean, but he needed an escape without hurting her. "Look, it's Dairing Do!" As if a switch was flipped, the aroused, sultry Rainbow was gone; replaced with Rainbow Dash, Daring Do fanfilly. "Daring!? Ooh! Where? Where?" She was off of him in a flash, looking around in a blur of giddy excitement. The moment that happened, Spike took off back inside, slamming the door shut and locking it before stumbling back to catch his breath. 'Man, that was close...did she get into some of Granny Smith's personal stash or something?? 'Such a waste...' the voice said, fading away. 'What the Tartarus are you!' He demanded. Unfortunately, he got no response. "Spike?" Another voice spoke up. This time he recognized it as Tempest. a look back brought the former villainess into view, wearing just a sports bra and bikini briefs. He did his best to act calm, despite the questions running through his head. "Oh, h-hey, Tempest..." He paused when he realized she was giving him an appraising look...and looking at his lower half. "I'll admit, that things' pretty damn impressive." She said, a slight hint of pink on her cheeks. "But...it's a little early in the day to be whipping it out, don't you think?" More than a little confused, he looked down...and turned blazing red. Between Rainbow yanking his pants, and his rush to get away, he'd left what clothing he had on outside. Tempest was now getting a full, unhindered view of Jr. still at full mast. "SHIT!" Quickly trying to cover himself, he chuckled weakly. "Uh..heh..uh...I..I should get some pants on..." "Yeah. I'm not complaining, personally, but Twi and Starlight might have reservations about it." "R-right." He started crabwalking away, shifting into a full sprint once he hit the hallway. Tempest just watched. "Heh, cute ass, too." She smirked, before wincing when her horn throbbed, a bit of magic sparking off it. "Damn, not again." She'd been woken up earlier by her horn spasming slightly, but just wrote it off as having slept wrong. 'Y--w--t a taste, don't y-' A voice crackled in her head, making her looking around. "Wha?" She sighed at the odd tingle in her horn when she heard it. 'Th----you star---s-ock. Yo--can pict---' It was her voice. That much she could tell. But it was patchy and distorted, as if she was talking into a cheap walkie-talkie; yet, what she could make make seemed to be husky, like a purr of desire. 'in---nds' It continued. 'on your---gue.' "The hell...?" She muttered in confusion. 'Take---ride th---on---il---can't-----ussy---ore!' "What's going on!?" She yelled to no one in particular, grabbing her horn as it let out one last, and very painful throb before the voice faded. "What was that??" She muttered, groaning from the lingering ache "You all right?" Spike asked, coming back with a pair of pants on, shirt in his hand. "Yeah, just...ugh, my horn's been hurting ever since I got up." She hissed when it sparked on her finger. "Doesn't feel like a migraine or anything...just freaking ow!" "Here, let me get you an icepack. Maybe that'll help." He said, heading to the kitchen. 'Did you see how she stared?' The voice popped back up on his way. 'She was practically salivating at your rod.' 'Whatever you are, shut up!' He growled. 'She was just surprised, that's all!' 'Admit it, you'd love to feel her hands on you, to slip your length between those thighs of hers...' "I said shut up!" He snarled, finally getting to the kitchen. "Whatever your game is, I'm not falling for it." 'A matter of time...' the voice faded away again, leaving him alone. He sighed. "What's going on..?" First Rainbow, now that....that voice popping in his head. He didn't know what freaked him out more; the fact that it seemed to be trying to egg him on into having sex, or that it seemed to have compelling arguments. Admittedly, they were attractive, but he doubted they were that into him. Getting into the freezer, he threw a couple handfuls of ice into a plastic bag. It wasn't the best quality, but he figured it'd do for now at least. "Spike..." He froze, mid-reach for a dishtowel to wrap it up in, and looked around. "Spike..." There was again, closer this time, followed by a strange shuffle on the kitchen floor. "The hell...?" He closed the fridge down and saw Twilight. She was still in that pink lace leotard she liked to sleep in nowadays, but she was on all fours on the floor, crawling towards him. "Twilight!? What happened!?" He quickly crouched down to her. "Did you fall? Did you.." It was than that he saw the look on her face. It was like Rainbow's; the flushed expression, half open eyes, shallow breathing...except, instead of the grin, there was a look resembling relief mixed with desperation. "Spike..." She whimpered, reaching for him. "Twily...need Spike...!" "Twi...? Wh...why are you talking like...that...?" He tried to help her up when his nostrils flared at the sharp, sweet scent coming from her....or to be specific, her crotch. "Twilight?" He looked at the soaked patch between her legs, fluids trickling down her thighs. "Spike...take Twily?" She asked pleadingly, her lips trembling. "Make his??" 'She's aroused, painfully so.' The voice returned, sounding more serious this time. 'She needs release, and wants you to give it to her. 'But...she...I...' He almost fell over when she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him with a longing he'd never seen her show before. "Twily hurts...down there!" She whimpered. "Spike make hurt go away...please...?" Author's Note Well, Spike was able to escape the grasp of the Prismatic Pegasus...but will he resist his oldest friend in her time of need? What do you think? Vote now! *Final Jeopardy Theme starts playing*
To The RescueSpike was at a severe quandary; less than ten minutes ago, he'd escaped Rainbow Dash who was acting far differently than normal. Hell, he'd never even seen her act attracted to someone, stallion or mare. Now, he was face to face with Twilight, who was acting just as odd. Except, she was basically pleading him...she even looked like she was frigging hurting. Part of him wanted to help, but he still had no idea what was going on. Given Twilight was still latched onto him, he did the only thing he could really think of. Thankfully, she was light, so setting her up on the counter was easy. "Ok...Twilight, look at me, all right? Look at me...I need you to tell me what happened, anything you can think of about what's making you act like this." Twilight just whimpered and shook her head. "Not...not know. Twily hurt!" 'Ok, that's not good. If whatever's affecting her is this intense, I'm in trouble.' He started looking around frantically for something to give him an idea as to what to do when he heard footsteps coming in, joined by the sight of a naked Starlight Glimmer. "Figured you'd be in here, Spikey." She bit her lip. Like Rainbow and Twilight, she was showing the same flushed expression and shallow breathing. Except, she seemed to be a bit more in control. "Listen,I'm note sure why exactly, but I just woke up feeling horny as hell, and with a really intense urge to mate. And, frankly, it's making it really hard to concentrate on much of anything." She slowly closed the distance between them, licking her lips in the process. "If it's not too much of a risk to the current state of our friendship, there a chance you could fuck my brains out so I can focus and try to work out just where the urge came from?" She paused when she saw Twilight. "What's wrong with Twilight? She looks worse than I do." "Wha..?" Spike stared at her as he tried to register what she'd just said before snapping out of it. "You should've seen Rainbow! She jumped on me like I was her favorite flavor of ice cream!" "So I'm definitely not the only one affected by this." Starlight surveyed the situation. "And judging from how Twilight's looking, it's getting painful for her. Spike, you're gonna have to satisfy her." "Me!?" He flushed scarlet at the thought. "But...I...! Star, she's almost like my sister!" "That may be, but I've seen some of the porn in your room." Starlight smirked when he sputtered in protest. "Spike, we both know you think she's hot, you've admitted that it was the case even before she became an alicorn." "W-well, yeah...I mean...that is..." "The point is, right now she's in pain, and I know you'll treat her with care about this. And if you don't, there's a chance she'll run into someone who'll take her however they choose, regardless of what she wants." That sent an unpleasant shiver down Spike's spine. Another whine from Twilight brought his attention back to her. She was shaking like a leaf, and from the look on her face, really hurting. It didn't take an expert to tell that she could barely think straight at the moment, much less concentrate enough to use her magic, especially if she needed to fight back. "Buck that noise!" "If it's ok with you...can I watch?" Starlight already had a finger running between her nether lips as she watched him make his decision. "Your choice." He replied before focusing on Twilight. "You ready, Twi? I mean, I've read on it, but actually doing it..." He was cut off by another kiss. "Twily trust Spike." She purred, nuzzling him as he reached for the collar snap keeping the leotard up. With a light 'click' the snap came undone, and he gently pulled the top half down, exposing her perky, coconut-sized breasts. Spike found himself licking his lips at the sight, and felt his pants get uncomfortably tight. Celestia, he didn't know why, but he was itching to see what she tasted like. "Spike...touch Twily?" She asked, pushing her chest out like an offering. Swallowing the lump in his throat, he reached out and gently grasped her breasts, the plump orbs giving slightly under his touch. "Ah..." Twilight sighed happily as he lightly squeezed them, rolling a finger over her rock-hard nipples. 'Take her...she wants her dragon to claim his succulent little mare!' The voice returned. This time,however, it sounded like it was celebrating. Spike ignored it. "You...you ready for more Twi?" She nodded and pushed against his hands. "T-Twily touch Spike?" She asked, setting a hand just above the waistband on his pants. "If...if you want to." He sucked in a breath when, as soon as he said it, she unzipped his pants and stuffed her hand in, gripping his erection as soon as she found it. "Spike is big..!" She smiled, pulling him out while she finished undoing his pants with her free hand, slowly stroking him. "F-fuck, I'll say!" Starlight moaned nearby, two fingers deep in her own pussy "Th-thanks...?" He groaned, trying to stay focused. 'Jeeze...! Why do her hands have to be so..so soft!?' "Mm...Twily want..." She licked her lips. "Spike take Twily?" "Yes." He said, reaching down to slide the rest of the leotard off her, ignoring the voice calling for him to just tear it off while she lifted her hips to let him remove it fully. "Celestia, you're beautiful." He said, seeing her naked body for the first time. Sliding his hands over her hips, he lined himself up with her entrance and looked her in the eyes, reaching to grip her ass. "Ready?" "Mm-hmm!" She nodded eagerly, and squeaked happily when she felt the tip slide into her, followed by the first few inches. "S-Spike...ahh!" She gasped as he stretched her out slightly, his shaft rubbing against her in the process, stopping to let her get accustomed to him. "So...so goood!" "Fuck, tight..!" Spike gritted his teeth and pulled her deeper on him, relishing the moans and squeals of delight she made the more he filled her. Soon he hilted in her and began a steady rhythm, grunts and gasps being added to the mix, along with Starlight's own panting. Wrapping her legs around him, Twilight buried her face in his shoulder, whimpering happily at the sensation of Spike's length rasping against her inner walls, hitting various sensitive spots. As it continued, she felt a slow, intense boiling sensation start to rise in her loins. She had a feeling as to what it was, and eagerly welcomed it. "H-harder!" She squealed, holding on to him tighter as he complied. "T-Twilight, I think...I think i'm gonna...!" He hissed, feeling himself reaching his limit. "Stay...stay in me, please!" She whispered, holding onto him like a lifeline. She bit back a scream of pleasure as she felt her orgasm hit, sending a shudder through her body. It wasn't long before Spike hissed and spilled into her, a thick warmth filling her. "Oh man...that was..." Spike braced himself against the counter, trying to stop his knees from buckling. "I...I'll say." An exhausted Twilight smiled, kissing him sleepily. "Thanks, Spike." She said, slowly nodding off. Before he could respond, they both heard Starlight let out a cry as her own climax hit. They looked to see her panting nearby. "Glimmy's turn now!" Author's Note Spike's come to the aid of his oldest friend, now the former villainess wants her turn. Will Spike go two for two? Vote now!
