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Dreams and breakfast

Spike was experiencing the same dream once again. It was the same kind of dream he’d been having over the last few months. The dream would begin the same way; He was slowly walking across a field of Apple trees, heading towards Ponyville. He felt his heart slowly pounding. No matter what he did, it was always the same. If he tried going a different direction, he’d end up going the same direction. If he tried just flying up somehow his wings would change direction against his will, and he would fly towards the town.

Nothing he did could change the dream. It was horrible. So, he would do exactly what he needed to do, since he didn’t have much of a choice. So, with a heavy heart, he started to walk towards the town. Moving along, passing the trees. The wind roaring past him, whistling into his ears. As he moved down, he couldn’t help but begin noticing some weird things surrounding him. The apples changed to oranges, and then pears till they returned to apples. Small bug bears skittering around, too small to do anything and passing away doing what they wanted.

“Well those are different,” Spike mumbled as he moved on towards the town. It seemed like another thirty minutes before he reached it. The place looked to be in a dilapidated state; The buildings were falling apart, window shutters were hanging by a hinge. Nothing seemed to be together or right. It was as if the town had been abandoned; This was the worst it had ever been with any of his dreams. As the houses changed, they at first looked normal. But slowly they began breaking down till they were ruined.

He slowly moved down the streets, passing every building. He could still feel as if he was being watched. Scanning the area, his eyes looked over towards a window, where he saw small, piercing yellow eyes watching him. The eyes were slit and only seemed to follow him. He just couldn’t see their faces.

Spike shuddered while still making his way towards the castle. His body was being pulled even closer, by what seemed to be some unknown force. His heart pounding harder as he got ever closer. Looking up towards the castle, he could see it was magnificent even at this point, it's shine never faltering. It was larger than life compared to how the town was looking at this point.

Moving to the entrance, he saw the doors open, letting out a loud creak. Spike definitely wasn't feeling comfortable, with his heart seeming to pound louder and louder. He didn’t want to go in. He decided to try and turn around and leave. His body moved away, trying to run the other direction. But as soon as he turned around he was still faced with the sight of the castle doors, wide open. Darkness consumed the inside of the room.

“You’re really not giving me much of a choice are you?” He said nothing as he moved on, walking slowly to the door. His head was down. Knowing he had no choice, slowly he made his way inside.

Spike moved inside the Castle of Friendship, getting in slowly. The place looked the same, never really changing. As he got closer, he saw the place was perfectly cleaned, ordered and just looked to be right with the world. But it was absolutely not. Spike had at one point considered it home, but not any longer. This place didn’t feel like home. How could it?

He walked on exploring the Castle. To say the least, he knew every nook, and cranny of this place, as he’d spent what seemed like years cleaning this damn place. How was it two people could live in a place this large and still managed to get the whole thing filthy? Spike just sighed and walked on, following a familiar path. He could’ve been away for a thousand years, but somehow, he was sure he’d never forget how to navigate these nearly endless hallways.

He could begin feeling himself being pulled towards a specific set of doors. That was when he finally heard something. Something that wasn’t just his own heartbeat. To Spike it sounded almost like moaning, creaking, and groaning. He could recognize one voice as he slipped in, getting closer to the door.

Spike slowly raised his hands, wrapped his claws around the door handle, and began pulling the door open. He wasn’t prepared for what could’ve been behind the door. He’d never gotten this far in his dreams before, and at this moment, he was traveling in uncharted territory.

He was soon consumed by a large accumulation of light that slowly consumed the area around him. Moving over as he screamed, Spike was blinded by the light, futilely raising his hands over the blinding, almost never-ending light. No there was something wrong with this light, it was green, it was fire. And it consumed him more as he continued screaming. Somehow he was feeling himself getting hotter and hotter. That was when he suddenly felt his eyes open.

When Spike opened his eyes he couldn’t help but feel comforted laying in his own bed, thousands of miles away from that town, and that castle. He was free to do what he wanted, but sometimes he wondered what it was that had consumed him in that fire, and why it was that it seemed so familiar. Spike just couldn’t put his finger on it. He slowly began looking around in his bedroom.

The Dragon found himself completely alone. He gave a long yawn while stretching his arms out.

“So what's going to happen today?” Spike wondered as he began getting out of bed. He had an urge running through him if his bladder was accurate, and that urge was to take a good piss. Pissing seemed to be a universal thing everyone needed to do, and it was unavoidable. So in many ways, it could temporarily change people minds. Which for Spike might’ve been a good thing.

‘Well better go and make some breakfast. I really don’t need to be late for work.” When he finished taking his piss he walked over to the kitchen, figuring he might make some eggs, and maybe a few pancakes. He even had some bacon on a special occasion. No one knew about it, which he couldn’t help but feel as a good thing. Imagine if his neighbors found out. He’d probably be in a whole heap of trouble.

But how could he resist it? Ever since going to the badlands, and meeting other dragons who gave him some to try, he had became somewhat addicted to the juicy morsel. He was moving into the kitchen, his claws reaching over for his backside as he scratched his butt, when he suddenly felt his nostrils invaded by a sweet scent. A scent that reminded him of eggs. Pancakes, even the sizzling cracking and popping of bacon. It smelled amazing.

“What in Tartarus?” Spike asked himself, as he began jogging towards the kitchen, trying to figure out what was going on. He stumbled in there, barely keeping his balance as he nearly tripped on his feet. The only reason he managed to keep his balance was grabbing ahold of the door's archway and gripping it tightly as he jerked back.

When he looked into the kitchen he was met with an interesting sight. It was a large round white flank that seemed to stare back at him with two glowing yellow suns . Celestia there was standing on her hooves, using her magic to flip the pancakes, while giving a slight whistling tune.

Spike looked in there and knew it was only the one being in there, one he knew oh so well. His eyes widened as he was realizing something.

“It wasn’t a dream,” Spike whispered softly to himself as he felt his hands trembling to remember what happened last night. He could hardly believe it. As he remembered the blow job he forced the princess to give him, and how good it was forcing his cum down her throat.

Spike was standing there, watching as the princess moved while humming softly. Soon she turned around with a plate floating in her aura that was filled with pancakes. She took one look at Spike and moved over to the table, placing the plate down.

"Good morning Master Spike."

Spike was simply awestruck hearing that. He simply couldn't believe she even said that; 'Did she just call me master?'

"Good morning Princess. Um, how'd you sleep last night?" Spike cautiously asked, stepping into the kitchen while expecting the worst to happen. After all, she could toss the Sun as if it was nothing more than a planet as far as he was concerned.

Celestia looked back, giving a bush brow smile as she grabbed the eggs.

“I slept fine, though I will admit your bed is rather uncomfortable.” Celestia moved her head back and forth, giving it a nice hard crack. Spike was feeling uncomfortable in this conversation, though he tried to hide it. Celestia didn’t seem to notice this as she went on and got comfortable for the minute.

“So last night actually happened?” Spike asked as he took a seat. Celestia sat on the ground without worry. She still looked to be comfortable at the table, as she grabbed the two of them forks by magic.

“Yes Spike, what happened actually did. For the next year, I am under your control. Whatever you want I must do, within my abilities.”

“Well, this is something kind of surprising. I mean, I really thought of last night as a dream.” Somehow when he said it out loud, Spike couldn’t even believe it. Last night seemed just way too real, and the dream was still burned into his mind as he tried thinking of something else, anything at all as he looked around.

“So with this control is there any limitation?” Figuring that was the safest question as he reached over taking a bite of pancakes. Enjoying the warm soft feel in his mouth, as Celestia nodded,

“There is some Limitation, you can’t force me into doing something that’s against the Natural order. Like say, never lower the Sun. I can be allowed to temporarily break your control and lower, or raise the sun. But after that I’d be force back into submission.”
Spike only nodded, not really talking with his mouth open before he swallowed.

“Are there any side effects?”

“Well, there's a couple of things. My magic has been hugely reduced.” She pointed to her horn, and Spike looked up and noticed her horn’s light had diminished greatly even flickering on and off. He’d seen it a few times on young fillies learning how to use their magic for the first time. Though she continues to eat.

Spike didn’t say much as everything seemed to be hitting him, as there was more of a realization. He has full control of Celestia and it's very interesting, that's for sure. He was probably in a situation where colts would cut off their left hoof and right hoof for a chance to be in Spike’s situation.

The two continued eating for a minute. Spike’s mind just wandering some, though he suddenly stopped eating mid meal. As he was thinking more, a thought suddenly occurred to him.

“Wait... why did you use the spell on me?” Spike asked seeming to be rather confused and curious. He felt himself pulling up from the table as he watched Celestia carefully. Somehow, in his gut he knew that the princess wouldn’t lie. No, she couldn’t lie to him. He was guessing the magic would stop her from actually doing that.

“I was going to use it to try and get you two to actually talk, Spike. Twilight does miss you a lot, even if she doesn’t say it. I see it in her letters.” She sighed and looked over to him, “I was never planning to keep you as a slave, or anything, my main goal was to use the spell to send you to Ponyville to try and talk with her, maybe get you guys to being friends again.”

Spike couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming amount of annoyance build up within him at hearing that. She was going to do that force him to go back to Ponyville just to talk to her.. Spike felt his hand tighten some, but before he did anything an idea came to mind as he loosened his grip and began to take another bite of his meal.

When Spike was finished eating, he took his plate over to the kitchen, then he looked over to Celestia and felt a cheshire grin slowly spreading across his face. Looking over at her fine ass cheeks swaying back and forth, her hips moving more even with her tail down. Though he couldn’t help taking a peek at her crotch boobs, swollen and large. Larger than any mares he’d ever seen as he moved in closer. As the Dragon began licking his lips, he said “You know Celestia, I never would’ve imagined being able to have full control of such a beautiful mare.” His heart pounded as he moved in closer, as he was imagining what he would do next.

“I know it is Spike, though I would insist that you be responsible with this kind of power. But I know you’re a good drag-on!” She gave a loud scream as she was caught off gaurd feeling Spikes hand reaching over grabbing ahold of her ass.

“Spike what are you doing!?” She called out, her face turning rather red. She didn’t know this would happen! She looked back to see Spike’s smile, his eyes widened as she noticed how his emerald eyes were big and his iris’ was slited, as he moved in closer giving her butt a bite.

“I figured since you’re mine, i might as well enjoy such a fine firm SunButt of yours.” His claws moved around, scratching her ass, as she blushed knowing that there was nothing she could do about this. His tongue moved down slowly, swirling, as Celestia looked behind her watching it, she was amazed by how his tongue looked so long and thin as it moved from his mouth. She gawked at it more as Spike’s eyes were closed, just enjoying himself.

“Raise your tail up Princess.” Spike ordered and Celestia did almost reluctantly but the collar glowed and she felt her tail raise, slowly revealing her pussy. She bit her lip as she felt so embarrassed. Never in her thousand years of living had she done anything that seemed so humiliating. But here she was.

‘What are you doing Spike.’ She thought, though she had an idea, of what the Dragon was going to do. She tried not to move, but the next thing she knew she felt something long, slimy, and wet invading her slit. It shot into her, then began to wiggle. At first she shuddered, but began to moan. His tongue moved inside her, twisting and turning. There seemed to be no end to the ways it wiggled.

Celestia couldn’t help but imagine that his tongue was like a corkscrew the way it moved clockwise but chanced counter clockwise.

“Oh-Oh sweet creator!” Celestia moaned as she felt her hooves holding tight onto the table, while her hips moved back and forth as she moaned. Spike couldn’t help giving a chuckle as he moved his tongue in deeper, his finger slowly rubbing her clit. Spike could feel her slowly getting wet as he was eating her out, his mouth opened wide and lapping up her hot juices. She tasted so damn good. As Spike moved in closer, he moved, grabbing ahold of her hips and slowly raised her up from the ground and put her legs over his shoulder.

“Mhmm!” Spike moaned harder, as he was enjoying himself. Slowly he raised his hand up and gave Celestia’s ass a hard slap.

“Spike!” Celestia called out as she felt herself moaning, moving her hips harder. While she moved in, feeling her hips rocking back and forth. Celestia’s rear stung from the hard wack from Spike’s hand making contact with her but she just grunted more. As he suddenly did it again.

He did it once,

Twice,

Three times

As she screamed more, her voice getting louder as her head went back, she called more, and Spike felt her tighten around his tongue as she seemed to be getting wetter. Her head rocking back. The one thing she did do was pray to herself that no one was able to hear them.

“Please, please don’t let the walls be thin!” Her hips moved in closer as she felt herself being pulled into Spike’s face as he was eating her out. When suddenly he stopped.

She looked back, ‘What the hell why are you stopping I'm getting closer!’ She was thinking when suddenly Spike pulled himself up and there she saw his cock, and was surprised.

‘Wait is it bigger than last time?’ She really couldn’t believe it. As he suddenly pulled her hips back. He was so strong, and she couldn’t believe this was happening. His cock pressed against her. He slowly pushed his head in as she moaned hard, beginning to slowly spreading her pussy apart as he pushed down deeper into her. As she gasped her hooves pushed against the table.

“Fuck, Princess are you so damn tight. How long has it been since you last fucked?”

Celestia didn’t want to say she, felt so embarrassed. In all honesty she couldn’t even remember the last time she was with a stallion, or even a mare. Spike seemed to not like how long she took to even give an answer as he reached over giving her another smack on the ass.

“Oh shit that hurt.” She moaned hard as she felt herself quivering with want and desire.

“Come on Celestia, tell me when was the last time you had a good dick up your little cunt.” As he pulled her back, his cock plunged deeper into her, causing her to moan even harder. The way he moved thrusting into her, she was feeling him move into her in more ways than she could remember, and a small part of her was loving it.

“Come on answer me! Tell me the last time you let your mane down and had an old fashioned fucking like the dirty bitch you are.” he growled. Moving his hips harder into her as she screamed out,

“Over eight-hundred years ago!”

Celestia looked over at Spike revealing this, revealing something she hadn’t talked about in such a long time. Her face was so beet red. She was so embarrassed but Spike just smiled and whispered in her ear,

“Such a good girl telling me, and for being truthful. I’ll give you a reward.” He reached, jerking her back and began thrusting, thrusting his hips into her, his cock thrusting deep down, as Celestia head rolled back,

“Fuck!” Celestia called out to the heavens as that thick lengthy dragon cock was managing to spread her pussy apart as he took her. His hips thrusted in her like a jackhammer. Spike raised his hand and smacked her nice and hard.

Spike was feeling amazing and loved just how she felt around his cock. Her pussy seemed so damn tight, as if she was milking him for all he had as he thrusted harder. Celestia just moaned harder as she had her tongue hanging out. As she clung down to the table, it rocked back and forth, creaking every time.

The table moved back and forth holding onto Celestia’s weight as Spike pounded her down into it, his breathing getting heavier as he looked down at her and moaned more.
“You like that Celestia! You like my big fat cock in your little cunt?!” He moaned more giving a hard growl, as his tongue began flicking out snake-like. As he jerked himself forward his chest pressed against her tail and he was covered by the long rainbow mane, as he groaned harder. That was when the table seemed to give out, unable to take their weight.

The two fell down, hitting the ground with a massive thud. Spike still kept fucking her, his hips moving harder as Celestia looked forward. She was hurting some when she hit the ground and Spike’s weight was right over her.

“I’m going to cum Sweet Celestia I’m gonna cum deep in your fucking cunt!” Spike called out. Celestia eyes widened. She didn’t want that, not at all.

“Oh god I’m going to cum also! Fuck, please pull out!” She screamed, but it was clear that Spike was ignoring her as he didn’t care. As he thrusted in her with all he had, he looked down at her and reached over to grab ahold of her mane, and pulled it back, watching her head move back as they screamed in pure orgasmic bliss.

Spike began cumming into her pussy, his cock expanding as he shot his hot liquid into her womb. As they laid there, Spike breathed heavily, as he could barely move, Celestia felt so weak in the knees.

“Oh wow, Celestia that was so amazing.” Spike smiled as he snuggled in, and somehow Celestia couldn’t help but giggle. Though she sighed, since it was finally over with.

“We’re going to need to make an announcement soon, and help get your stuff over to the castle. It’s definitely going to be a hell of a year.”

Spike nodded before pulling his cock out of her pussy, and simply muttered.

“I’ll have to take a shower, and we’ll get ready, take a shower after me ok.” He walked away, though Celestia would sit there and couldn’t help but think this,

‘Spike what am I going to do with you?’

This seemed to be the very beginning of it though. Celestia couldn’t help but wonder what this year was going to be in for. Sometimes she wished she’d be able to see the future.

Spike would spend a good bit of time washing his body, the water moving over his body as he was there all alone, the soap slowly covering his body, as a thought came to mind.
‘Spike what were you thinking? You just fucked Celestia? I forced her to to have sex with me.’ He slowly washed his body more, as he tried to convince himself he did nothing wrong.