A Tiny Spike Vs. Giant Kinky Challenges

~ Game I ~

Fun Times on Celestia's Backside (Third Person)

With a snap of the large talons, like the sound of two mountains scratching together, a white flash consumed the world. The whiteness faded only seconds later. Slowly, the world crept back into the dragon's view—along with wind rushing up over his body.

“W-What in the hay!?” Spike flailed his limbs about while he fell, unable to keep himself from stumbling. He tried flapping his wings only to feel his shoulders roll in response. “My wings... they're not working!”

He glanced over his shoulder to see the two appendages missing. “Discord took my wings away? Are you kidding me!”

But there wasn't any sense in worrying about that! The wool wind brushed over his scales while a massive expanse of violet loomed below. Though the sight was blurry, once Spike was able to narrow his eyes, he could see the view more clearly then he would have desired.

Discord wasn't messing around. He really is going to keep me tiny! Spike thought while shaking his arms, seeing his minuscule shadow appear across the sheets of the bed. That's a bed... and it's bigger than any stadium I've ever been in!

Only a few seconds later, and with his arms crossed over his body, the Spike collided against the sheets of the bed. His fall sunk slightly into the mattress, the bed swallowing away his momentum until there was none left to give.

BOING!

The indention of the bed welled up at once, launching the tiny dragon into the air, sending him forward. He crashed against the bed, no longer heavy enough to indent the fabric as he rolled forward across it. His rolling only stopped a few feet later, with him falling onto his stomach.

Dropped me from the sky onto the softest bed I've ever felt. Spike's muzzle continued to lie straight on the sheet, his eyes glancing around. Miles before him, a series of pillows stood against the rest like a set of plush white walls. It doesn't feel like Discord wants to hurt me, but he IS trying to send me for a shock.

But was more of a shock to the dragon were the contents of the room. While she slowly pushed himself up on the bed, he took a moment to let his eyes glance around, seeing four towering pillars at every corner of the bed.

In the distance, a table was set against the wall, a mirror bigger than any ocean he saw. The sides were littered with photos. A massive chair stood before it, each of its legs like a pillar of a castle, taking hours for him to climb now.

But the problem is... whose room did he drop me in?

The answer to that question came in the form of the loud squeaking from over his shoulder. He turned around slowly, forced to gaze across at the distant, blurry, and titanic door that loomed afar that was slowly being pressed open.

And when the door did open, and the two giants came tumbling in, Spike could hardly believe the sight before him.

“How long has it been, dear, since us two immortal were allowed to have some fun?” Spike took a few steps back while the massive white girl towering over the floor in front of him did the same. A paw and talon were wrapped around her waist, with the former reaching down to the light-blue panty-clad bottom. “It's been a while since you've invited some chaos into your life.”

The paw reached over to the bottom of her left cheek, pinching at the corner of the blue panties, and slowly tugging them up. Spike stopped walking at the begging slope of the cheek being exposed, the underside of her ass stoking the flames inside his belly.

“I'd have you around a lot more.” One of the long white arms dropped from the sky, coming to behind the panties as well. The digits of the fingers came down over the paw, pressing it into the plushness of her cheek. “But your stunts tend to get pretty crazy now, don't they?”

Discord laughed as he squeezed at her ass. “Aren't you dying to find out.”

Their lips came close and then pressed together. Back on the bed, the dragon stood with his jaw open. Did that really happen? Discord was impressive, that was well known, but scoring it with one of the sexiest princesses around?

That was a new level altogether.

But Spike had an even harder time putting everything together. Staring at the two giants standing before the bed, each of their steps rumbled the ground, tickling his feet. His eyes watched how Celestia's firm backside jiggled ever so slightly with the sways of her supple hips.

Fuck she was sexy! Princess Celestia was the hottest girl Spike had ever know. She currently wore a loose white dress shirt, all the top buttons undone, allowing her cleavage, barely contained by a thin black bra, pushed out into the open.

Celestia wasn't wearing pants. What had they been doing before for her to lose them? Spike was afraid even to let his mind to wander to such a place. But a place where his eyes did wonder was to her backside. Her ass was made of the two, round, thick cheeks, perfectly proportioned to the rest of her body.

The blue panties that clung to her ass were being pulled further up, revealing more of the underside of her cheeks. They looked soft, plush, like something a tiny dragon could sink into without the girl even noticing of his actions.

But noticing was something that would be happening anyway.

“You said you had something special waiting for me back in the bedroom.” Princess Celestia gazed around the room, her long, prismatic hair billowing over her left eye. “But as far as I can see, there doesn't seem to be a gift here for me.” She wiggled the finger of her free hand. “You weren't just trying to get me back into bed, were you?”

“Me? Of course not! Why, your gift is actually on the bed!” Discord took his paw off from Celestia's ass as he then walked to the bed. His towering figured lurched over the tiny dragon at once, spotting the speck of purple against the sea of violet at once. “And wouldn't you know it? He looks rather excited for us to begin our first game!”

Spike only looked up to see the pillar-like talons hovering over his head like a crane over a brick. He turned to run, only for the talons to pinch over his neck, yanking the poor dragon into the air. He raised the dragon until he was set to rest before Discord's eyes. “Relax, pal! I ensured that your... first game could be something for all to enjoy!”

Spike wasn't enjoying himself as his legs dangled over the thousands of feet to the ground below him. “Do I even want to know what the challenge is?”

“It's going to be helping this lucky girl feel, oh, I don't know, more powerful with her already powerful backside!” Footsteps echoed to the side of the dragon, and when he looked, Celestia's giant face pressed entered Spike's view—the two curious giants gazing at him.

“Spike?” Celestia said. “You're the other that Discord roped into his little scheme.”

“It would appear so.”

Her eyebrows rose like branches on a tree being pushed up by the wind. “That's splendid!” But Spike struggled to not gaze down at the sight now below his feet—the opening of Celestia's shirt, where her white, round breasts filled out in the air, her cleavage looking warm and snug. “Your scales should make you resilient to most of what we have planned!”

Spike swallowed. “And what the heck do you mean by that?”

But Princess Celestia only answered him with a smile, clocking his gaze at least once to her colossal chest. Raising her arms, Celestia crossed them underneath her breasts, pushing up on their underside. In response, her bountiful whiteness spilled up and forward, the soft flesh nearly threatening to swallow up the tiny dragon as one small treat.

“Why are you teasing him with the wrong crack, my dear? It isn't your top that you're having seconds thoughts about.” Princess Celestia rolled her eyes at her lover's words but nodded her head anyway. Moments later, the giant took to the bed, her long frame coming down onto the mattress—it was something meant for her size, but seeing something giant take up something titanic blew Spike's mind just a tiny bit.

But, while she sat down, her fingers pressed against the buttons of their shirt, each the size of a plastic utility hole, until reaching the final hole. Then, sliding her shirt off her body, the article collected on the floor.

Woah! A-Am I seriously watching the princess getting undressed right now? Spike shook his head as best as he could, watching as the titanic white goddess body slowly crashed into the softness of her bed. The roundness of her breasts came crashing against the fabric, coming to spill outward from the pressure. Though something... tells me it's only going to get crazier from here.

And Spike was proven right the moment when the giant holding him began for the bed. He watched as the white landscape of Celestia's back grew bigger the closer he drew. He was being lowered to her lower back, the white furs that covered across ber massive frame becoming defined to his eyes.

“And this, my tiny friend, will be the starting place for your challenge!” The talons slipped from around Spike's neck, causing him to tumble onto the softness of Celestia's lower back. “Hopefully, you’ll enjoy the sight!”

Spike had no clue what to infer from those words other than fear. Strawberries. The scent of strawberries wafted up from the giant’s very skin. It tickled his snout with its sheer density.

But what overwhelmed him more was the sight. The sight! Spike stood at the base to the largest, roundest, softest and whitest mountains he’d ever seen! The thin blue panties blanked the massive ass, though, at the back of the waistband, it rose enough from the body to give a peek to what laid inside: the dusky blackness of the crack of Celesta’s ass.

An aching sensation pulsated from the dragon’s crotch. No! It couldn’t be! Spike covered the area with his claws, but they weren’t large enough to hide his growing erection.

And the more he peered into the vastness inside the back of Celestia’s panties, the more of a losing fight it became. Her supple cheeks were defined against the fabric, looking so tight and snug, with the dragon wanting to be stuck between the two.

“Do you like what you see, Spike? I’ve always noticed your glances at my rump, but the expression you have now is, well, entirely new.” The voice boomed from over his shoulder. He glanced back to check it out, seeing over the expanse of her back… to the monolithic face that gazed down at him from afar. “Tell me, is it your desire to let lost in my panties? To pinned against one of my cheeks by the soft silkiness of my panties?”

Not knowing it to be a trick, or an honest request, Spike held off from neither shaking or nodding his head. Rather, he felt the white ground shake when the giant laughed, and watched as her hand flew over his head.

He turned about around to see the tree size fingers slipped into the back of her panties, tugging the waistband up by an inch----the perfect height for him to walk on inside.

“Wouldn’t you love to be stuck down there? Pinned by my cheek or trapped by the crack of my ass?” The fingers moved left and right, causing the cheeks beneath to squish in the direction the panties tugged, an act that little dragon took a step toward. “I could walk through those halls, and all the guards that look at me, that also stare at my but… will have no clue I have a little dragon stuck inside!”

Spike felt entranced by the cavern inside Celestia’s panties. And he knew she was watching. Staring at the little dragon tickling down her back, starting to disappear inside the tend of her panties which her fingers held open for him.

But just as she was about to entrap him, something else appeared, a talon, the gripped the waistband and then pulled it off the cheeks. They were tugged back, but once the panties slipped off, the two white mountains jiggled back into place, rippling into stillness.

Spike’s jaw dropped at the sight. He wanted nothing more to get lost in that ass! To be played with there, humping his cock into the pillows of her butt, losing himself to utter pleasure.

Screw whatever could happen next! He’d die a happy death if it was inside Celestia’s backside.

“It seems like you’ve caught onto the nature of the game rather quickly, my friend.” Spike craned his neck back to see the other towering form of Discord crawling onto the bed, coming to sit on his knees from between Celestia’s legs. “I can’t have Celestia winning you over so quickly, now can I? But if it’s of any help, your next challenge will be against the Sun’s Goddess’s butt.”

“Oh, my!” The white field shook left and right, causing Spike to stumble in place, while the vibrations of the body beneath him tickled his feet. “Isn’t this going to be fun? To win this, Spike, all you have to do is make it across my ass in under five minutes.”

When the shaking stopped, and Spike found balance in his legs again, he quickly arched an eyebrow in response to it all. Make it across a giant ass in five minutes? Where was the challenge in that!

But in thinking that, it was hard for Spike to breathe at the moment. Behind him, the women he was stared at him, and in front of him, his best friend was about to watch him scale a girl’s ass. Being tiny and under their gazes made the air harder to breathe----especially when Celestia’s scent was everywhere.

Just beyond the canyon of the cheeks, Discord’s long face hovered behind them, so utterly massive that the sight of him blurred. He grinned from above Celestia's butt like a devil above the gates of hell.

“But you better move quick!” Discord laughed as his face pulled away. “Because your timer starts now, and Celestia’s backside is bigger and longer than you may think.”

Laughter sounded from behind Spike. “You better mean that as a compliment!”

“You won’t care either way once this little fella is tickling your butt.”

Spike blocked out their conversation the moment he was on the clock. What was the best way to scale a massive ass? If he went straight into her crack, her cheeks would press into him, stretching up far above his head.

It would be a fight to make it to the other side.

But if he climbed one of her cheeks? Spike glanced to the base of her left flank, admiring the soft accession of her roundness. Getting to the top of her slope would be tough----but after that?

It would be easy walking across a massive butt cheek from there.

Spike found himself at the start cleft of her left cheek, feeling the softness of the skin give way to the plushness of her cheek. When he first approached the base, the whiteness towered upward like a round sandcastle the size of a house.

And, to be honest, the dragon let himself fall into her cheek when he arrived. He sunk into it like a beanbag. The soft, white flesh welled up around him, flattening around and against his body, covering him more the further he sunk.

What are you doing, Spike? Getting off to her is what she wants you to do! If you stay here, then you may end up staying here for good!

Spike lifted his face from the plushness, gazing up to the top of the cheek. And… that’s a bad thing. For some reason. I think?

He tried not to overthink while he made his trek, mindful of the eyes watching him ascend the white butt. With every raise of a claw and foot, it evoked a moan from his throat, the marshmallow texture of the fat behind pressing into his minuscule cock, sometimes pinning it to his belly, which then the flesh would rise and rub against it there.

But Spike kept in control of himself. Even as he reached the top of her slope, pushing himself onto his feet once he had done so, he didn’t even grab at his cock, letting it bob with his every step.

“Oh my? Have you made it to the top of my butt? It looks like you’re more clever than you let on, Spike!” His feet sunk further into the cheek than he was expecting, making it harder for him across the expanse of her tush. “You still have four minutes left. But be careful! I heard that assquakes are common this time of year.”

What in the heck did she mean by that? Once more, Spike tried to fight his thoughts, knowing he would find no sense and only a waste of time within them.

But walking across Celestia's behind was far different to what Spike was expecting. His feet sunk into her tush by nearly a foot, the fur that coated them tickled his feet, while the plushness swallowed him up, and the muscle underneath was the only thing that pushed him back up.

If he wasn’t careful. If Spike somehow fell forward, he did not doubt that he would sink a foot or two into her tush. Trying to scramble and climb out of that would be like someone drowning thrashing widely in an attempt to break to the surface of water.

But a worse problem, a promise of a threat, soon waked and quaked around the dragon. The cheeks that were once still, ready for him to sink across, now softly swayed left and right, causing his stomach to clench while he too shifted with their direction.

“What’s h-happening?” Spike glanced around him to see the massive face of Celestia smiling down at him. And then it made sense. The shuffling sound was coming from the sheets below.

Princess Celestia was rolling left and right, causing her cheeks to sway in the same direction, which made Spike stumble in place. She was teasing him! Watching how much further could she roll before knocking him over----perhaps off her very body!

But that wasn’t the case. Her eyes were hungry, and her breath was husky. This whole time, the giant women wanted the tiny dragon caught by her ass, and anything other than that happening was unlikely.

And as it turned out, was precisely was going to happen.

Princess Celestia kept rolling her hips, laughing at the struggles of the dragon struggling to stand straight on her slopping cheeks. Then, being cheeky, she threw herself to the right, causing him to step toward the side of her cheeks----only for her to roll left!

Spike couldn’t maintain his balance after that. The ground shifted upward as he fell downward. His scales brushed against the ends of her furs belonging to her right cheek, watching the side of her left rushing up to greet him.

At once, when his body smacked into her flank, he sunk into it at once. He groaned and moaned at his erection being pinned across his belly while he sunk even more into the white plushness.

Afar, a series of moans rung out from the giant girl from Spike's tiny actions, as well as a burst of laughter from the other in the beyond.

Of COURSE Princess Celestia would think to jiggle her ass! It’d be the perfect way to knock me down! Ugh. Why did I fall for that?

But that wasn’t the end to Spike’s falling. By the time Celestia set her hips straight against the bed again, the small dragon had rolled into the crevice of her heavy bottom. He sunk only slightly into her crack----not enough to become closed in by the sides of her cheeks.

Looking down his body, he watched the crack of her ass go on for another mile. Even worse was the massive face that loomed beyond his face. Spike watched the chest of the giant discord shift into the air, all while the rest of his body arched over Spike’s imprisonment.

“It seems like you’ve gotten yourself in quite the pickle, Spike!” A giant paw and talon fell from the sky, each crashing onto each cheek. Having two monstrous things on either side of him caused Spike to shudder. “You should have gone through her crack, Spike. Because now you only have three minutes left!”

Spike wasn’t sure what to say or do, only to scream when, at once, the paw and talon pulled back on each of the cheeks, causing the crack he was stuck in to suddenly opening up! The crack devoured him at once, the dimness swaling him up while he fell back, the fall lasting a few seconds.

The dragon smacked and rolled at the bottom of the valley, glad that the scent of strawberries was still faint on his snout. Rolling for a second, he then blinked his eyes, looking up and right into his demise.

The giant face of his friend hovered just above the top of the cheeks. He was being watched from the bottom of a girl’s crack, unable to say or do anything, while the white, plush walls on either side of him slowly came pressing back together.

“Would you look at that? My little buddy stuck at the bottom of a princess’s crack.” Discord chuckled while his talon and paw slowly pulled away, the cheeks closing in and over the minuscule dragon. “Now is where the real games begin! And wouldn’t you know it? My other buddy wants to play as well.”

Other buddy? He can’t mean…

But there wasn’t any time to think! The squishy walls rippled on either side of him, first pressing against his waist, then his side, then consume his body as the white valley then closed.

“I… I can’t believe it!” the voice of Celestia reverberated through the walls of her flanks. “I have a little wiggly dragon stuck in my butt! Doesn’t he know we can do things like these?”

Spike wasn’t sure what to expect, that was, until the walls on either side suddenly pressed harder into him. He was reduced to being on his belly while the cheeks rippled above him, jiggling him into submission.

Still, he crawled. It was mostly dark, except for the light that peered into the valley he was stuck. The cheeks were tight enough to hold him in the air, the bottom of the crack a foot below. He swam through the jiggling flesh the best he could, pushing a claw forward, holding the two cheeks back however much he could, and then crawling into the space created.

“Two minutes! And you know, I haven’t had much fun with this ass tonight.” Spike heard the claps and felt the jiggles of Celestia's cheeks. He already knew what was happening. Discord was gripping the sides of her butt! “Let’s change that, shall we?”

At once, the dragon felt the cheeks press their hardest against him, catching him in a pocket in the middle of them. Their soft flesh flattened against his body, layer after layer piling on, her cool softness rubbing against his hot hardness.

What was worse… was that Spike couldn’t do a thing about his own pleasure! His arms were tucked and pinned to his sides, so he couldn’t even stroke himself even if he wanted to! All while the giant beast beyond played with the ass he was stuck inside, pushing the cheeks left and right, bringing tiny Spike along for the ride.

“And where’s a slap when you need one?”

Wait… no!

But it was too late! The smack that sounded from through the right cheek caused the set to jiggle from the impact, smushing Spike across the pushed, vibrated him and his erection incessantly.

When the waves of ass finally did cease, the stuffiness of the air started to go away. For whatever reason, the crack was opening again, and high above, Discord's face greeted the small dragon.

“It would appear I took you for quite the ride! But that wasn’t very fair of me, now, was it?” His giant lips curled in a smile. “It looks like the bottom of her crack is hard enough for you to walk across. You still have a minute left. Now would be the time to make a run for it.”

This spurred Spike onto his feet with whatever adrenaline still coursed through his veins. He took off into a weak run, digging tickles into the skin beneath him, and his heart sank when the giant he on shifted and giggled. Even little, he could still draw a response from something so monolithic.

And not only that, the slope of the cheeks were starting to descend on either side of him. He’d made it near the end of the giant ass, and it would be a matter of moments when he came out from the depths of Celestia’s crack.

But then the air became suddenly older. The lights from above became snuffed out by something gigantic. What was happening? The small dragon craned his head back only to wish he had not.

Above, a giant cock, much like his own, hovered above him. It went on for miles, stretching further than the crack he was inside. Beyond it, Discord smiled, before bringing his shaft down.

“No! Wait! Please don’t do it!” Spike held his claws out to the descending member like it would do anything. The weight of the shaft crashed on him at once, the length and girth of the dick slipping into the crack of Celestia’s ass----who squeed.

“Are you pinning Spike into my crack with your dick? But that’s so naughty!” Celestia kicked her legs in the air to help expel her excitement. “I can feel your cock slipping in perfectly down there, but underneath it, I can feel the tiniest tickle!”

Discord laughed. “Isn’t it a shame?” He leaned over the expanse of the white back, placing more pressure in his cock from the movement, which only pressed harder into Spike. “He was so close from exiting that lovely behind of yours… and now, the last second is up!”

Spike gulped while he laid on his back, trapped, unable to move an inch. The massive red and burning member pressed against his body, which didn’t even cover an inch of Discord’s erection.

“But! I do suppose that Spike’s game over will come with some of his desire coming true!” The power voice beath through the dick pinning Spike. How could Discord slap his massive cock on top of him, pinning his own tiny junk against his belly? “But I do think it’s time that we finally enjoyed ourselves. Don’t you agree, lover girl?

The squeal of the women was enough to confirm his words.

In a single second, Spike hated the world, his friends, and most of all, himself. Even with his claws planted on the underside of the cock, not even all of his dragon strength could lift the member by even an inch----and what would be an inch to Spike.

And things only grew worse when the member started moving forward and back, the talon and paw holding the two titanic cheeks together, which rubbed and caressed the massive dick’s sides.

Poor Spike was caught underneath it all, feeling the smooth surface of the colossal dick roll over his small frame, beating, caressing, and rubbing his only tiny cock like a pebble grinding against a mountain.

Was this how things were going to be for the poor dragon? Forced to endure his best friend sliding his giant cock, up and down, the mile-long crack of a huge ass? For his back to be back by the marshmallow texture of Celestia’s cheek, and to be pressed down into it by Discord’s total hardness?

“How does it feel to be rocked underneath my dick, dragon?” Discord kept flicking his hips, sliding his cock through that bountiful buttcrack, enjoying the tickles and struggles appearing closer and closer to the head of his member. “Caught between a woman and a guy, pleasuring them both! Haven’t you just become the most useful toy. And your use is coming up!’

Spike was beaten, mentally and physically, having lost the game, his pride, and utter shame beating into him in the form of being stuck to his best friend’s dick.

Even when the cock rose out from the crack, the sweat of the ass and the pre from the dick left Spike stuck to the underside of the member. The unrelenting pressure released, though the humiliation intensified seconds later.

Discord sat slight back on the bed, bringing a talon to the head of his cock. Holding it up and back, he exposed the underside of it; the purple speck was spike stuck to it by thick pre and thin sweat.

Celestia lifted her head from the other side of the bed, gazing across her back, smiling at the tiny dragon stuck to another guy’s cock. It was so cute and humiliating. It made her feel so powerful, them so utterly gigantic.

She’d always felt big in her life, but now? Seeing the tiny dragon there, in the center of their messes, unable to do a thing about it? Ruling a nature was one thing, but having a small dragon for a sexy toy burned her pussy with anticipation.

“Why don’t you just look so cute there!” Celestia rolled in place, jiggling her cheeks, readying herself for what came next. “But I promise you’ll look even cuter with where you’re going to end up next!”

Spike shook his head. The world felt like it was upside down. Everything around him blurred in a fashion of different colors. His entire body was plastered to a smooth wall of skin and, when tilting back his head, he saw the monumental tip of Discord’s fat cock oozing with another drizzle of pre.

And then Spike gulped, nearly coughing when he did so, tasting some of his friend’s spicey seed on his tongue. Glancing back over at the princess, he saw the ass he’d admired so much being gripped by a talon and tall, spreading them apart, slightly, enough to reveal the winking, clean pucker of Celestia ass.

Spike’s world arched after that. Not wanting to, but without any choice otherwise, he wrapped his arms and legs around the giant cock’s girth, covering only a centimeter of skin.

His own dick pressed against his belly, and despite everything, he gave a few humps against the giant member----anything to still the aching bursting in his own.

But then Discord sat up on his knees, hovered his body over that of the giant women, and brought his cock to the middle of her two white, mountainous cheeks. His tip brushed against her pucker, which opened upon contact, sealing itself around his head.

There's no way Discord's actually going to go through with this! Those were the fears of the dragon as he clutched around the massive cock, his arms not each reaching an inch across the never-ending girth. Below him, the white fuzzed asshole unsealed again, sucking in more of the dick's head. H-He really is! Discord is going to fuck Celestia in the ass with me stuck to his cock.

And then, just like that, the time for thinking, for fearing, for dreading or whining came to a close. The massive beast of a guy slowly slid his member into the girl's ass, groaning at the agonizingly slow speed it took for him to enter—but out of the corner of his eye, he watched the purple speck beat its little claws against his dick.

Even though he saw it through a squint, he couldn't feel the impact on his member at all. The most sensitive part of him couldn't feel one of the sharpest tools a dragon possessed. Wasn't that grand? “I wouldn't try to fight it, Spike. If you become, for lack of a better word, dislodged... well, I'm not sure we'd even feel you fall. Much less get lost while we're having fun.”

And then, with a wink of his eye, a glow surrounded Discord's ear. “S-So, what am I supposed to do? Holding onto your dick like my life depended on it.”

Discord chuckled before ceasing the hearing spell. “That's certainly not a bad idea. Oh! If only I could feel it.”

Another laugh, this time annoyed, came from Celestia. “Are you quite done messing around? In case you haven't noticed, I'm still waiting to feel a tiny dragon squirming around my ass!”

Meanwhile, near the head of Discord's massive delight, the tiny dragon watched as the gaping hole slid closer. It kept winking, opening and shutting like it sensed him. Waiting. Wanting to devour him like the treat that he was.

Spike had always wanted to get close to Princess's Celestia's thick behind, to be hugged on either side by the massive softness of each of her cheeks. Being pinned against him, even by the tightness of silky underwear, would have been a dream come true—with no offense to Luna.

But now? Spike closed his eyes and held his breath as the anus came for him. Like a massive sphere, it flexed open, allowing the cock to slide in with ease—the tiny dragon along with it. His eyes opened a second too soon. The whiteness of her blur, nearing as blinding as looking at bright now, transitioned at once to the darkness and dimness of the interior of Celestia's butt.

It's... really happening! I'm going inside the ass of a girl while stuck to the cock of a friend! But Spike didn't have much time to consider his fate, which was embodied in the thick member that pre had glued him too. It slid slowly into the tunnel, the fleshy walls undulated around it, its pulsation in rhythm with the distant, soft pounding of Celestia's heart. And if they're willing to stick me in here, then the threat of them fucking is for real.

Spike should have been upset by that, wanting to scream, beat his claws into the fatty skin of his friend's dick. To fall, if he could become unstuck from the spicy scent and stickiness of pre coating his scales, to the living floor beneath—kicking, scratching, biting—whatever to exact revenge on being stuffed and stuck inside a heavy bottom.

But he wasn't! There wasn't any sense behind it at all! Instead of being mad, of being upset, of making a scene, he was finding himself taking in the sight and scene while he still could. In a moment, the slow cock would go from zero to a hundred, gliding to flying, moving to pumping Celestia's tight ass.

So why not take a moment to glance around? To admire, despite common sense, the cleanness of the tunnel, the particular scent that wasn't foul, but rather, was a thick musky smell that screamed the idea of Celestia's lust into his mind.

And not only that, but the cock of his friend. It was hard to see, thanks to the only light coming from the rim at the entrance of the tunnel, which let in streaks of light that shone around the cock. Letting his head to fall back and down, the red skin tapered the further it went on, sharpening into the head of Discord's dick.

It plunged even deeper into the murky depths—enough for the round walls to suddenly clench at once, tightening around the pink cock, slowing it into stillness. Everything was silent. Silent, except for the heartbeats, the distant, labored breaths, and the laughter that came echoed around him, muffled by the prison of the butt he was inside.

“I... nnhgnnn... d-don't you're in deep enough?” The voice of Celestia echoed all around him, seeming both distant and close, hearing both version of her voice from inside and out. It was strange, being inside the ass of a woman, to have her be all around Spike, that, had she not known he was in here, to be privy of every word she dared to utter. “Our toy won't be climbing out of there anytime soon. No matter how talented his claws may be.”

Spike, despite the absurdity of it all, squinted. How does she know how talented my claws are?

“How right you are my dear! Apologies! I was enjoying myself for a moment there.” Every time Discord spoke, the pitch of his voice vibrated through the skin of his cock, which bobbed in response, buzzing against Spike and his erection. He held onto it tighter, feeling the fires billowing beneath the hunk of meat. “Lying down on your front like that. You knew the tiny dragon would just go tumbling deeper into you, didn't you?”

“Aw! Don't be so be teasing right now.” The cock then slammed down against the flesh, rubbing up and down, the walls clenching against it. Spike, despite his grip, was rubbed off the dick. “You know I've wanted to try something like this for a long time. Oh, the very idea! It's so naughty that... mmhmmh! I just can't get enough of it!”

Spike gulped as being rubbed off the dick, the protrusion of the walls, circular in nature, finally having knocked him off. He fell for a moment, watching the underside of the pink dick blur above him. Then something smacked into him. The base of the tunnel caught him and, though it was in an indication, he could still stand on his feet with a clenched stomach to keep him upright.

Upright. Tall. Proud.

All while.

Giant. Cock. Incoming.

Spike gave a yelp at the sight. The head of Discord's cock held the constricting walls apart, though its massive tip pointed at the small dragon. For a second, it was like the two were staring each other down. And then, without warning, the cock pushed forward.

“N-No!” Spike screamed as he turned and ran. But there wasn't any point. Not when something hard and fast blew into his back, beating the breath out of his lungs. It picked him up, and Spike rolled across the very tip of the massive dick—getting caught near Discord's cock hole.

And he had no choice but to hold on tightly to it.

If that would even help him survive the trip anyway.

Outside the tight tunnel, where the cock pressed the walls apart, pumping in and out, tormenting the tiny dragon all the while, Discord had set himself over Celestia. He let his chest collide against her back, resting against her gently. His crotch rested on the cheeks of her ass, which rubbed against the sides of his cock when he left and entered her hold.

Discord wanted to make sure there was no escape for his little friend. That, should he somehow climb out from that hold, that he would be utterly squashed by their two gigantic bodies. But better than that, with how fat his cock was, and how it never left Celestia's ass, it seemed like there wasn't enough space for an inch tall dragon to even dream of finding the tiniest crack that would lead to his escape.

“You know, dear, with all this... nnmhmm... teasing, I'm rather close to finishing.” Since he was lying over her body, there wasn't an inch of space repeating his cock from her ass. With this, he sent a paw to grope at her left breast, and a talon to slip into her white pussy.

And he fucked, kneaded, and pumped simultaneously.

“Then do it in my ass! You're already pumping your cock into my ass with the tiny dragon forced along with the ride... and I don't want him leaving there anytime soon!” Even though Discord didn't have to move to thrust his cock inside of her asshole, she still flicked her hips up when she could, clenching hard on his girth whenever he pulled back. “If my butt doesn't claim that dragon off you first, then you better shoot him in there deep, got it?”

“That, my dear, I can do easily.” Discord was already breaking a sweat as he entered the finishing act. His hips flicked their fasted and his cock pumped in and out of her ass at blurring speeds. Even without the spell, he could hear the screams and cries of the fly stuck within the ample derriere—knowing that another was riding his monstrous cock was enough to make the Discord blow. “I... oh, n-ngh y-yes!”

With the final pump of his cock, the killing, hurting, aching sensation blew away to a torrent of undulated pleasure. He shoved his cock all the way inside of Celestia's ass, as much as of him as she could take, and erupted with a shower of white cum.

At the same time, the princess clenched her ass as tight as she could, suffocating the cock with both cheeks and her walls. On the other side, her pussy was being blasted with the talented talons. That, and knowing that a dragon was caught inside of her rump of all things blue her into an easy orgasm.

“FUCK ME! FUCK MY TIGHT LITTLE HOLE WITH THAT TINY LITTLE DRAGON! LET HIM DROWN IN YOUR SEED AND SWIM INSIDE MY ASS!” Celestia rocked her hips, impaling her pussy whenever she came down, and stuffing her ass more of fat cock and tiny dragon goodness when she rose. “SPIKE IS NEVER COMING OUT OF THERE SO LONG AS HE LIVES! HE CAN LISTEN TO THE CLAP OF MY CHEEKS AND THE SWAY OF MY HIPS WITHOUT BEING NEAR EITHER!”

And inside the depths of her ass? The tiny dragon had given up any notion of pride. He was able to hug most of Discord's very tip, and because of that, hugged his hardness against himself. Knowing these two giants were using his as a little toy made his cock harder than it had ever been in his life. Stuffing his cock into Discord's hole, he pumped his cock inside of it, while the even bigger cock pumped quicker and deeper into the butthole he was trapped inside.

He blew his load seconds before the massive cock entered its deepest into the tunnel. The sudden go and stop flung the tiny dragon off from the tip, throwing him onto the pit, rolling to a stop only a foot away.

Spike laid on the shifting ground for a moment, trying to gather his barring, all while muffled screams echoed around him. Suddenly, he became scared. The cock faster than Dash stopped. And, looking at it, he saw it flick, throb twice, and then come still.

Ah... crud.

There wasn't even time for the tiny dragon to cover his face, that was, when the tip of the massive pink cock blew load after load of male cum over his body. It was hot and gooey, sticking to his body, catching him in the musky scent belonging to another male.

In a way, it was the ultimate form of dominance.

Thankfully, after only three loads of non-stop cum, the cock that filled the chamber slowed. Then, just as slowly, it pulled back, impressing against the circular walls while it did so. It was leaving Celestia's ass... and leaving him inside.

This... ugh... isn't good! Spike turned and splashed into the puddle of cum, his scales absolutely drenched in the stuff. He rose into a stumble, feeling the thickness of the liquid catching and rippling beneath his feet. It doesn't matter how s-sore my body is right now. If I don't hitch a ride on his cock, or slipping through her asshole while it's still open... then I'll be stuck in Celestia's butt until she lets me out!

So even though every muscle in his body ached, having been beaten into by a cock the size of a spire on Canterlot castle, Spike jogged down the tunnel, weighed down by the drying jizz, chasing after the retreating, blurry head ahead.

So close! I... I can make it!

But things wouldn't turn out like how the small dragon was hoping. He watched the massive dick slipped out from the round mouth of the cave. Though, for whatever reason, the cave kept open. Suddenly, the ground rumbled, and Spike grumbled, feeling the tunnel slowly rise, becoming straight while it did so.

W-What the heck is going on? An earthquake? But then remembered he wasn't in the ordinary world anymore. He was inside the world that Celestia's body, no, that her ass created for him. She must be moving around! Just like that, getting up can rock my whole world?

Thankfully for the poor dragon, it didn't last for long and, once more, everything became still. He'd tumbled and been thrown around her walls, bouncing against them, struggling to catch his footing once more.

But when he did come to stand straight at the entrance of Celestia's back cave, he did so, feeling watched. Looking to her left, a massive round eye, one big enough to swim in, peered through the hole and at him.

“I see the problem, miss! You have a tiny dragon infestation in your bum.” Discord's eyes blinked once, and it was like the sky cutting in half for only a second. “Shall I terminate it for you?”

“Aw! But I couldn't do that for such a creature!” From outside the open hole, a white hand came over, the six slender fingers settling on the cheek to the right, kneading the perfect flesh. “Can you really blame something so small for admiring an ass as big as mine? Why, if the little critter loves my butt so much, then why not give him what he desires?”

Spike only started to shake his head. The massive eye fell away, only to reveal an even bigger smile beneath. The lips then came close, blowing cold air into the tunnel, the gust beating him a few feet back. “There we are! He's at no risk for falling, and how drenched he looked in my fun, I doubt he'll be moving all that much.”

What the heck is he planning?

That questioned was answered when a massive talon slapped both of the white mountains outside. They jiggled at once, ripples coursing across the perfect surface. The vibration was enough to knock Spike even further into the tunnel.

“Oh? Would you look at that?” Celestia's voice echoed around him once more, and since she was standing, it was what he heard from inside her that came out the clearest. “I've wasted too much time having fun. Court is in a few minutes.”

Discord's talon then lowered beneath the hole. “Then allow me to help you get dressed, my dear.”

“Wait, please!” But there no use. “Don't leave me inside Celestia's ass!”

Discord only pulled up the panties, letting the fabric snap into her crack. The hole closed at once, leaving Spike in darkness, his eyes being the only source of shine in the tunnel. Seconds later, he was jostled around, all while Celestia put on her remaining clothes.

Outside of the ass, panties, and pants, Discord watched with Celestia with amusement. She was leaning over her make-up table, sticking out her ass far more than what was needed to obtain the angle, and there was even a slightly sway it—ensuring the tiny passenger inside of there was moving around.

“I do get him back in a week,” Discord said, grinning. “You know that, right?”

Princess Celestia smiled to herself in the mirror. Standing up proper, she started walking to the door, but not without glancing to her lover. “Oh, I know. But for now?” She gave a shake to her ass, letting it drop up and down, much to the torment of the one trapped inside. “I have to sit on the throne for hours, and I need someone to play with.”

She then left the room, laughing.

“A princess is still a girl.” The door squeaked to a close behind her. “And a girl has to have her fun!”