Spike and 'Shy: Super Sexy Spies!

~ IV ~

A Change in the Dragon

I couldn't tell where the tunnel ended, or what our fall would be like, not even what our deaths would be like. All I could do would be here. In the now. Gazing over to Fluttershy, she fell backward, with her eyes closed, and her expression peaceful.

I didn't have time to figure out what she had planned. Or if she had anything planned. Her dress, torn by constant fighting, billowed and slipped off her frame, exposing the slender body, yellow fur, and smooth curves beneath. Patches of fur had been ripped from her frame; blood coated her body, and most of it was her own.

Did she pass out? Was she putting on a face before falling away? She looks pretty beat up—there's no way she's going to make the fall!

At once, my feet scraped against the stone wall, which had a smooth surface. Closing my eyes, I took the hit, kicking my feet against it. There was a snap. The muscles in my ankle lit aflame. My body flew toward Shy, and even though my arms were bound, I wrapped my legs around her lower barrel—my tail sliding up my own back.

It wouldn't break my fall, but it would help in some way.

Or, at least, I hope it would.

Wetness rose along my tail. Something splashed. The coldness on my back contrasted to the warmth on my front. Fluttershy fell into me, collided into me, and stayed with me. The ground below the water struck into my spine, causing any air within me to escape—but not enough to kill me.

“W-We have now reached our landing!” I squeaked from underneath the weight of the mare. She wasn't heavy. The feeling of body covering my own was oddly pleasant. The cheeks of her rump pressed against my thighs, and for a second, I regretted remarking. “You may now exit your dragon!”

But Fluttershy turned around instead, brushing her snout against my own, the scent of flowery mint escaping with her warm breath. Her eyes were like two green moons shining across a sky of light yellow.

“And what if I don't?”

“I... can burn your chains away.” I blinked at my words. “But it may hurt for a few seconds.”

“Aren't you lucky!” Her lips came and pressed against my cheek. “I enjoy the pain.”

I wasn't sure how to reply to that and, lucky for me, I didn't have to. Fluttershy slid off my body, hearing a splash once her rump dipped into the shallow water. Holding up her forelegs, she held out her shackle. “Whenever you would be so kind!”

Slowly, I stood up from the ground, hearing the water ripple beneath me. Inhaling, my lungs filled with air, which then fueled the fire building in my chest. Narrowing my eyes, I concentrated my fire, blowing it unto the middle of Fluttershy's chains.

While I did so, the orange of my flames on the metal spread outward. I dreaded it. Hating it neared the cuffs around her hooves. Trying to keep my fire concentrated, blowing fast, then slow, then fast, trying to contain my heat from hurting her.

But it was pointless. The red-orange of my flames reached Fluttershy's cuffs. I expected to hear a whimper, to see a biting of a lip. But none of that happened. Instead, she threw her head back, swallowing and moaning, at the burning in her forelegs.

SNAP!

The chains broke apart, and her shackles came free. Easily, they slid off her wrists. It took a few seconds for Fluttershy to notice. Was she that lost to the throes of pleasure and pain to not even see its source was removed? “You really are a crazy mare, aren't you?”

“Careful what you say, little dragon.” Fluttershy looked down at me, sticking her tongue out. Then, falling onto her back, she shifted her hefty rump into the air. Her shackled hindlegs wobbled in the air. “Don't forget that you're trapped with this crazy mare.”

She had me there. And not only that, but she looked cute lying there. The water raised across the sides of her body. Her mane floated lazily in the water, her strands becoming thicker by the second. But more than that, however, was how she held up her hind legs, and how she flicked her tail aside.

“Well? Are you going to help me?”

“A-Aye aye!” I gulped as I stepped to behind her bottom, trying to keep my eyes on the shackle before me. But below me? The supple cheeks of her perfectly round rump greeted me. And, stealing a peek, I could see her yellow flower nestled between her cheeks. A flame already billowed across the walls of my chest by the time I looked up.

But when I blew my flame, it flew over the chain. There was too much distance between us. And I couldn't risk making a bigger fire next time. Not without the chance of grazing the side of her legs with my fire.

“Fluttershy? I'm uh, g-going to lean in closer for this one.” Her turquoise eyes rose from the water. They stared at me, their expression slightly lost. “So you may, um, feel me for a second here.”

And then she smiled. “You can do whatever you like to me, Spike.”

Annnnnd she was giving me a free pass to be a creep! I didn't plan on letting it go to my head, but I also didn't plan on wasting it either. With a gulp, I shuffled my feed closer to her own, feeling my eyes collide into the plushness of her rump.

Don't focus on how nice her butt feels. You're here to help her, then yourself, and then find a way out of here. Waste a second, and you may waste an opportunity to escape. Keep yourself together, Spike.

But how the heck was I supposed to do that?! While my lower body leaned into the plushness of her ass, sinking inches more into the cheeks the further I had to bend, I blew my flame onto the chains binding her hind legs together.

And the sight I saw did not help at all.

Fluttershy's long body laid against the ground, on her back, forelegs tucked over her chest. Her cheek pressed into the watery floor, through her eyes were raised from the side, watching my every move like an innocent mare unable to comprehend what was happening before her eyes.

“What do you think about our situation?”

The chains had turned orange by the time I ceased my fire. “How do you mean?”

“Do you think we'll make it out?”

“I... actually don't know.” I took a moment to turned my head about. Tall stone walls, four altogether, surrounded us. Something about them felt off. Behind us, there was brick size window blocked off by two steel bars—too small for even me to slip out through, but big enough to allow moonlight to cascade on our prison. “I usually just get lucky during times like these.”

As if to spite my luck, or my character entirely, the ground beneath rumbled, tickling my feet. At either side of me, dust fell from the walls. They groaned and vibrated and moved. Blinking my eyes, I saw the walls getting closer... but that couldn't...

“I hope you don't mind, you two!” the voice of the count echoed around the chamber, and I looked around for a source, a place where it came in stronger than the rest. To my right, the front wall echoed the voice the loudest. It didn't move, unlike the two in front and behind me. “But walls closing in is another classic I enjoyed from a book. Oh, and try not to taint the water down there too much, okay?”

I shook my head as I glanced back at Fluttershy. “That whole thing about my luck? Forget I ever said a thing.”

It didn't take me long for me to burn the rest of my chain off. Fluttershy was quick to get to her hooves, not making any jest, or moving with the usual sway of her slender body. Instead, plucking a strand from her tail, she undid the wire around her wings, then did the same around my own, then destroyed the bindings around my arms.

“There you are.” I heard the metal of my guards splash into the water below. “I've never been a fan of using toys either.”

“Really? Because I wouldn't mind using a few to get out of this mess.” I walked to the moving wall behind her, throwing my shoulder against it. Groaning. Planting my feet into the water and ground. I did my best to hold the wall back with my full strength—stopping it for a second. “Because! I don't... t-think...”

The wall started moving again, knocking me back a couple of steps. I came to stumble in place. And then I threw myself against the wall. I lasted a few more seconds before my whole body ached in response. Turning, I pressed my back against the wall—then slid down it.

“And goes any strength that I had!” I said while panting, hating myself more with every breath I took. “Ability? I got that! I quick tongue? I got that and a long tongue too! I've got claws decent for fighting, only that I never fight, and a fight against this wall isn't one I'm going to win.”

Fluttershy stood at the center of the chamber. Unfurling her wings, she flapped them hard, taking to above. She didn't have to fly all that hard before her head bonked against a stone ceiling. The tunnel we fell through had sealed itself back up once we were through.

“Hey, Fluttershy?” I called up to her with a hopeless wave of my claw. “Think if I talked to the wall long enough, I could convince it to push back?”

But Fluttershy glared down. “Is that it for you already? Giving into despair that easily?”

“You see any other way out of this? It's like you said.” I leaned my head against the wall, which continued to push against me. “I don't have all that much in the way of fight skills. My biggest asset is dumb luck and the ability to talk through anything. But this?”

I gestured my claws up at the two closing walls. “This is the stuff that I'm useless at. And worse, I got you stuck here as well.”

Fluttershy landed in the water with each of her hooves splashing into it. “But I'm the one who became dazed and charged in. You blew your cover to come in after me.”

“And what use was that? I couldn't hold you back!” I bunched my legs closer to my chest, hugging them with my arms. “Even when I got involved, I was good enough to take down, what? One stallion? Two because of luck?”

Fluttershy walked up to my feet. Her towering head peeked in the corner of my vision. She was staring down at me, the assassin of a mare. Here was a friend I could trust with almost anything, whose shy nature made me feel safe to be myself. Now, however, I could feel everything that I was, or failed to be, mocked from her gaze alone.

“Tell me something, Spike.” I shuddered and closed my eyes as she came closer. Why was I shutting down like this? It hadn't happened to me on any mission before, but now that I was on one with a friend, one who knew both of the sides to me, something about that fact made me self-conscious about every little thing that I did. “When you found out that I was your nemesis as an agent, did you think... that all of our years of friendship were simply invented things?”

By the time I opened my eyes, the mare wasn't standing before me anymore. Instead, Fluttershy went to the other wall, letting herself plop against it. There, she sat back with her head back, gazing at me with a soft gaze and an even sweeter smile.

“I thought that, you know, since you've been playing a character this whole time...”

“That my laughs were fake? That every time we brushed sides, my blush was something my body invented?” Fluttershy tilted her muzzle up, wrinkling it slightly. “I'm going to fill you in on a little secret, Spike. Do you know the difference between you as an assistant—and you as an agent?”

I blinked. My heart pricked. I... wasn't sure if I wanted to know the answer. Many long days and sleepless night were wasted in trying to figure out that answer. Only Celestia knew of both of my identities —but she was so distant from them both. She could never give me a genuine answer on the matter.

But Fluttershy? This hidden mare had been there, through the years, to know of both of my lives and lies. It was only her, this outsider to my problem, with any words she could care to say, that would either help or damn this problem I had found myself in.

“Nothing.”

I blinked. “Once more?”

“Nothing!” Fluttershy said while closing her eyes and smiling. “I've gotten to spend a day with you as an agent, and years with you as a friend. And you know what's different between the two? Nothing! Besides having to cover for your second life, you're not really all that different.”

“But... I'm more competent than I let on.”

“Which is how we got stuck here?” Fluttershy said. “With the walls closing in, trapped by some villain, with no means of escape or victory? Doesn't that oh, I don't know, happen once or twice nearly every year?”

When I talked, the words were harder to speak, if only because my throat had suddenly become parched. “But it's never really like that way. I always have it set up in their moment of defeat—“

“That you already planted the seeds of victory. I know how the story goes. Who do you think hints at everyone to where those seeds are?” Fluttershy covered her mouth as she gave a little laugh. “Maybe you're a bit more skillful as an agent. But when it comes to being a friend? When Twilight breaks down, and you're sent picking up the pieces? Those are skills that rival being an agent.”

I tried stating at Fluttershy. She was a master at expression, and right now, the one she wore looked like genuine support. I wanted to believe in it. As the walls closed in, and our fates sealed between it, I wanted to know I was as good an assistant as I was an agent.

“Even if one of those skills is lying to her?:

“Lying to her... so you can ensure she succeeds?” I lifted my head at once. “As an agent, you should already know there's no clean path. We take care of all the dirty work, so those on the other side can remain positive. So they can keep the world positive. And, in case you haven't noticed, we've been needed less and less lately—enough to grant an agent like you early retirement.”

I closed my eyes at hearing the world, feeling my claws tremble underneath the surface of the shallow water, creating ripples from my anguish. The wall pushed harder into my back. Would this be it? There was still a few feet of space left.

But in that space—and time—left...

...what was it would I do?

“I don't really have a plan out of this.”

I opened my eyes to Fluttershy, smiling.

“That's okay,” she said. “Neither do I.”

We both shared a chuckle while the walls, the very things that would kill us both, also pushed us closer together. My mind wondered from how the girls would react. Would they ever know what happened to their two closest friends? Would Celestia ever share the secret of the Sister's Agency for the sake of closure?

But more than that, could the device below the casino be destroyed? It was meant to devour the energy of all those who came across it. After sucking the power of every powerful entity across the lands, the count planned to use it to raise and lower the sun and the moon.

“Hey, Fluttershy?” She flicked her wet mane to the side, the pink strands of hair clinging to her shoulder like vines down the length of a tree. “Because this mission failed, do you think the girls... have what it takes to win this? Without any help from the outside.”

Fluttershy offered me yet another smile—she seemed to be full of them. “But isn't that the reason why we do this? All to make sure the girls are strong enough to not need us anymore?” She shook her head, her mane swaying in the air, and I loved how her wet strands flew about. “Maybe this isn't the moment to take a chance on them. But, then again, it's not like we have many more moments to give them anymore.”

I leaned my head back, gazing up at the wall, seeing it scrape across the ceiling. “Isn't that the truth.”

Then I heard the splashing of water once more. “But now it's my turn to start asking the questions.” Blinking, I watched as Fluttershy walked up to me, slowly. “None of this is going to matter in a few minutes, so I want you to answer this question honestly, okay?”

What could a mare ask, near the end of our lives, that should have to worry about me lying? Still, I nodded my head. Her lips split apart, and her teeth glinted in the dimness. She held her hoof over my knees, offering it to me, and slowly, I let my claw hold onto it.

“Have you... ever been with a mare before?”

Out all the questions she could have asked, of all the things hidden inside of me, words unsaid, actions undone, dreams unfilled, loves never loved... that's the one she went for? Then it all made sense. With a blink of my eyes, I then quickly looked into her own, seeing that glint they held for me.

Something that I feared being fake...

Was the way how Fluttershy stared at me...

And if that stare of interest...

...was genuine.

“N-No.” I coughed after the words came out. “Never got the chance, I guess.”

“Would you like the chance now?”

I blinked and I swallowed. I died and then came back only to die against minutes later. My heart beat in my ears louder than the splashing of water at my feet. Was this how everything was going to be? Losing myself with a beautiful mare like 'Shy before I lost myself for good?

My claws curled at the prospect, and my eyes closed to repress the dizzying sensations clouding my head. Rising to my feet, I did so with a stumble forward. Her muzzle was before me. I felt her every exhale. Leaning forward, I opened my eyes, our snouts inches away from each other.

“Are you just saying that,” I started to say with my eyes looking down at my feet, “because you're looking for one last thrill ride? Or... was there something more behind our train ride together?”

Fluttershy brushed her snout against my own, causing a fierce blush to take my cheeks. “Well! I could tell you the answer.” She leaned forward, stealing a kiss from my lips, tugging on them for no longer than a second. “But no matter what I said, you wouldn't believe my words, would you?”

I tried to shake my head—only to find that I could not.

“If we agents are trained to deceit and lie, then how do others ever find out when we're honest?” I felt a pillar of softness sliding over my back, the warmth and smoothness of her fur caressing the coldness I felt there. “Only one thing can never be faked, Spike, no matter how great the agent.” A turning of her face followed by another, delicious giggle. “Do you know what it is?”

“If I did,” I replied, only this time, place my claw on her soft cheek and pulling her gaze back onto me, “then I wouldn't have been struggling with an identity crisis these last few years.”

But what did this beautiful mare do at my words? She kissed me again. Slowly, this time, on the lips. She didn't tug at me like she did before. Rather, her eyes were closed while her mouth started to open. The tip of her tongue pressed in-between my lips, asking, subtly, for entrance—but not demanding it.

But was it a ploy to drag me in? To pretend to be subtle because she knew I would give in easier and fill me with the sense that the whole gig was legit? With the walls having no more than ten feet left between them, I ditched such thoughts—and thinking altogether—and let my body do as it will.

And what is it my body demanded? To stand up tall while accepting her kiss. To relish in the plush yet firm lips pressing against my own. To moan, continuously, at the way her tongue searched inside my mouth, lighting alive sensations I'd never felt before.

With my claw still on her cheek, and the other holding her foreleg tightly, I then spun the mare around with my meager strength. Our kiss split for no longer than a few seconds. Fluttershy fell back against the wall, moaning in surprise at the sudden shift in stance, but a second later, she brought back her hoof to cover her giggling mouth.

“Did you figure out the secret?”

Fluttershy was standing on her hind legs. Her tail had been pinned up over her privates, but with a grin, she flicked it aside, revealing the golden flower beneath. The fuzz of her smooth vulva was already drenched with wetness—from the water or something else, I did not know.

“Well, that certainly wasn't something that I was expecting!” Fluttershy continued to laugh, and I did not know why until I realized her gaze was somewhere lower on my body. “Not only are you a fast learner... but you're a fast grower as well.” She licked her lips, and my heart picked up in speed. “And I, o-oh my, c-calling you little isn't going to stick anymore, is it?”

I shivered at the implication behind her words. Risking the glance downward, the sight frightened me. My cock had grown out from my slit, already rising across the length of my belly—and still going.

While I was used to having it out when I was alone, this... was my first time having someone else, much less an interested mare see it. Covering it with my claws, I took a step back, and did my best to offer an excuse: “You're beautiful and sexy.”

I hated myself even before the words came out.

“Oh?” Fluttershy smiled as she came off the wall, landing on her forehooves. She lowered herself, enough to only be inches above the water, which she then went across, almost like a shark's fin above water. “And are these new feelings you have?”

I tried to say a lie, but found that I could not, just as my claws fell away. “Ever since we first met. You were always, well... you.” I sighed deeply as her muzzle swam to before my legs. “You've always been perfect. Everything about you, from your mane to your face to your rump to your everything is just amazing.” I then curled my claw as something harder than my cock came out. “And with how shy your personality was. I... don't know.”

Fluttershy's muzzle rose out of the water a little. When I looked all the way down, the sight was unreal, or at least, enough for my cock to throb in the open air. The cute mare had herself tucked before my legs, with my erections towering over her face, blocking my sight of her left eye.

“Could do what?” Fluttershy asked, and when I did not answer right away, she leaned up and licked across the underside of my shaft. At once, my feet curled.

“P-Protect you!”

“Protect me? Why, that's a feeling that touches me quite deeply.” More of her broad licks flicked across and around my member, teasing it. The warmth, the wetness, the softness of her tongue pressed more, pressed harder against my cock. “While I've never felt the need for protection, the idea of having a dragon like you always looking out for me... well. It makes me want to do something like this!”

Before I could question her words, I felt the sensations of her actions. Her mouth, already opened from speaking, then came down on the length of my cock. She took me inside her tight muzzle, letting my underside rest across her tongue, my tip poking against the back of her throat.

I groaned at having my most sensitive part thrust into something soft, wet, and warm. To know a mare had taken my cock inside her maw willingly. And when I gazed down, the way how she looked up at me, how she rested a foreleg against my thigh while her eyes, glittering in innocence, looked up at me as she sucked and suckled on my dick.

It was too much! Without meaning to, I gave a thrust to my hips, feeling my cock shove furthering into her mouth. Her tongue touched around my dick, tasting it, teasing different places for the different results it brought.

Even when I pumped myself into her, not a gag was produced from here. Instead, my cock slid into the silky confines of her throat, which clamped around my dick, squeezing it and lubricating it, driving my spine to shiver and shake with electricity.

The water splashed more. Placing a claw on the top of her head, my digits clamped onto strands of her silky pink mane for support. I kept humping her muzzle, fucking her throat, all the while, my cock throbbed and ached from inside of her. Bigger. I felt myself becoming bigger.

And the water kept splashing. When my heart beat faster, my hearing intensified as well. The sounds of splashing water? It wasn't coming from just me. Rather, with a strained expression of pleasure, I glanced across the side of Fluttershy's barrel. Behind, her thick hips danced left and right, her tail bobbing in the air—all while the hoof that was supposed to be on my thigh, without my noticing, snaked its way through down her belly and through the gap of her hind legs, was now rubbing up and down her tight little pussy.

Then I felt the wall pressing against my back. No! It was too soon! Finally, I was with a mare I liked, one who also like me, and we were finally about to fuck. To end it all like this? Blue balled? We both were so ready to go—and we both weren't going to go out like this.

So I brought my claws down to her forelegs and pushed her back. Fluttershy stumbled back a step, rising onto her hind legs. When her back pressed against the wall behind her, Fluttershy's face lit up in realization. At once, she spread her legs, presenting her pretty pussy to me. The musky scent of arousal wafted into my snout at once.

It cracked something within me. Something fierce, and raw, wanting to be unleashed for a long time. When I stepped toward her, I did so with water not splashing, but crashing around me. When Fluttershy stood tall, she was at least a head taller than me, but with every step toward her I took, I went from staring at her belly to her chest, and now, her eyes.

“S-Spike?”

Words were beyond me now. Only growls escaped at first. When I reached Fluttershy, the first thing I felt about her body came from my cock. It felt... bigger, thicker, and more... powerful. Like the whole of me, everything that made me a proper dragon was now contained within it... and it needed to be appeased soon.

At first, it pressed against her belly, sinking into her softness, while rising to her chest. From the way how she turned her head and whimpered, the heat of my arousal was enough to burn against the skin beneath her coat. One of my claws went to her cheek again, pulling her muzzle back to me, and when her head turned, my lips were there to catch her own.

We kissed. We made out. While the digits of my claws grabbed and played with Fluttershy's mane, stroking through the knots made, my cock continued to slide up her stomach. Blindly, I was flicking my hips, enjoying the feeling of her coat brushing against the fatness of my cock—but it wasn't enough to appease the growls coming out of me.

Fluttershy helped. With one of her forehooves, she set it down on the head of my member. She winced at the touch, but after a second, began to moan. Slowly, she pushed my erection down, guiding it down to her swollen sex.

Then, with my head nestled between the lips of her pussy, I slowly pushed myself in. Torture. Madness descended on me. I wanted nothing more than to fuck the mare. To shove my cock deep into her delicious depths and relieve myself of this torturous arousal that threw the rest of my body into a rage.

But even though she played a character, Fluttershy was still Fluttershy, and I wouldn't dare harm her.

So that's why a confused groan escaped my lips when Fluttershy flicked herself down onto my member. She rode up and down on my shaft, trying to get the thickness of my tip into the tightness of her tunnel. Her juices coated across the sides of my dick.

“A-Almost... i-i-in there!” Fluttershy lifted herself up, and dropped herself down, impaling herself with my erection. Then, with a few more pushes, we both moaned in bliss as my tip entered her depth, slowing pushing her the tautness of her walls apart the more I slid into her. “Nnngh! L-Like that, Spike. All the way in! Fuck me... fuck me like the crazy mare that I am!”

And I did. I roared everything time my thighs smacked into the softness of her own. My snout dug into the side of her neck, kissing and nipping at her skin, inhaling everything I could about the fragrance of her scent.

My other claw found itself sliding down the smooth curve of her barrel, following them where they went. My search was rewarded when my palm found itself against her hips, feeling them buck whenever I found myself reentering her.

But I needed more to supplement the experience.

So my claws snaked behind her, feeling one of her cheeks lax. At once, I cupped her rump. My digits stretched over her right cheek before clenched down on the plushness, and I heard Fluttershy howl into my fin. Pumping myself inside her tight tunnel, I felt her inner walls clamp down around my girth, and whenever she did so, I squeezed her ass in response, feeling her clenched harder around me as a result.

The aching in my cock grew worse the more pleasure I felt across it. Fluttershy had me tucked inside her tightness, caressing me with softness, with her warmth, with clamping and clenching and squeezing my most sensitive bit. I fucked her harder and faster, each thrust quicker than the last, as my mind filled only with orgasm.

But then something solid pressed into my back. No! Not when I was so close! Once more, my rage did not find its way in words like it usually did. Instead, a roar rippled out from my throat and past my lips.

With my cock still inside the mare, I brought up my claws to the wall, planting my palms against it. Then, with all the power I felt, from the change in my body, to the mare grinding on my cock, to the raw rage couring within me... I pushed against the wall.

And I felt it move back.

I blinked. What was happening to me? My mind still felt normal, but my whole body... it was like it was acting on its own. More and more, I pushed against the wall, gaining myself more space to flick my hips and thrust my cock into Fluttershy's convulsing pussy.

We both were teetering on orgasm. Roaring, the dragon that had come out to play wasn't satisfied with the limited space. Curling my claws into fists, I beat them against the wall, knocking out chunk after chunk of the wall—it shot back from the impact, and glancing over my shoulder, the wall behind me did the same. The former crumbled to the ground while the latter remained stuck in place.

“Wouldn't... you... just... know it!” When my arm came down, it did so to slip around Fluttershy's barrel. Holding her up, I then gently guided her to the ground, where I then hovered over her. With nothing to get in the way, I thrust my entire length into her quivering pussy, feeling her thighs closer together each time I entered. “Am I... the first mare... to bring out... the dragon... in...”

She didn't finish her words when I retook her lips. My body smacking into her, my cock pushing the walls of her pussy apart, the fear of death was now the furthest thing on my mind. With a howl, the aching in my cock finally blew—just as Fluttershy locked her hind legs around my waist, pulling the thickness of my cock into her utmost depth.

I threw my head back with a roar loud enough to shake the dust off the walls—along with the sound of shattering glass to my right. The middle of my shaft expanded at once, the length of my cock pumping long drizzles of dragoncum into Fluttershy's tight pussy. The tightness of her walls screwed around my girth harder by the second—she arched up from the water, screaming, beating her hooves against my belly and chest to express all the coursing pleasure overloading her nerves.

Even while absolute pleasure lit up every nerve in my body, I still rocked my hips back and forth, in our restricted position, milking the lingering pleasure from my erupting cock. Cracking an eye open, Fluttershy's eyes were rolled all the way up, her mouth fully open, and her tongue panting out almost like a dog.

Inside my body, I chuckled, finally finding a match for the craziness of the new Fluttershy. When the last of my seed pumped inside of her, I could feel my cock begin to shrink, still slipping out of her lips with an audible plop!

When I stood to my full height, I found myself nearly twice the height of the mare I'd just made love with. Gazing over to where I heard the shattering of glass, I saw an opening to our prison—a wall that acted as a one-way mirror.

And on the other side?

Countless stallions, guards, and the count stood on the other side. They had all watched the deed. Glancing down, some of them were spotting erections underneath their barrels. I tilted my head while a sinister grin overtook my lips.

“Surely, my good friend,” the count said as he stepped back—back into a wall. “We can talk this out like you hoped to before?”

Finally, words escaped my new form, ones I was actually happy to hear.

“No more words.”

And then I cracked my knuckles.

Fluttershy snored through the resulting screams.

It wasn't until I got home, once the mission was done, and my retirement was in store, that I finally process everything that had happened within a single night. The events were blurry, though the changes to my body? They were permanent.

Luckily, I had made it home when Twilight wasn't around. Sitting over the table on a stool ready to break underneath my weight, I scratched my quill against the parchment before me, hoping to make sense of my mind before I would have to explain it all to Twi.

Dear Princess Celestia,

By this point, you don't really need a letter telling you the mission it was a success. Just in case. It was. Wooo. Go me. And Fluttershy. Go Fluttershy and me? I don't think things would have gone the way they did without her—and I'm still not sure that's a good or bad thing.

Spending time with Fluttershy made me realize a few things. Mainly that... there wasn't much of a difference between me as an agent and me as an assistant. Realizing that relieved some of the guilt I felt for lying to Twilight all these years.

Enough, to lie to her for a little longer.

If it were the fear of the council that keeping me an agent would cause me to break... then tell them not to hold that fear anymore. All the repressed rage I felt finally came out. I'm still getting used to the new body. Fluttershy offered to help train me.

Still not sure if that's a good thing.

Anyway. The count has been stopped with his machine destroyed. Though really, I may have destroyed the count and stopped the machine. When I passed out of the transformation, Fluttershy woke up and, well, finished the job.

And we've since agreed to finish the next job together.

Consider this my rejection of retirement.

Yr. agent, Spike

“Spike? Are you here?” the knocking at the door was followed by the voice of my best friend. I didn't even turn before the door to my room opened. Twilight trotted in with a shadow following behind her. “Fluttershy told me and—WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU!”

Twilight trotted across the room, rising onto her hind legs while she did so, throwing her forelegs around my neck the second she was within range. Her cheek brushed against my own. Hoofsteps followed from the door. Glancing afar, I saw Fluttershy enter—and my cheeks warmed up in response.

“Why are you so big? Did your greed come out? But you're not acting very greedy!” I held Twilight closed to my body while she lost her mind, and I laughed a little bit, feeling strangely... glad. “Was this what Celestia wanted you in Canterlot for? Did she find a way to speed your growth? Tell me tell me TELL ME!”

Fluttershy walked up in front of us. Twilight glanced around at once, smiling at the mare. “Oh my. H-Have you been behind me this whole time? I didn't even know you came in!”

Then Twilight quickly shook her head, and stuck her muzzle back into the crook underneath my chin. “I'm still waiting for an answer, mister! I'll... keep snuggling you until you talk!”

Looking over the mare in my arms, I watched as the other arched her eyebrow in response, before rolling her eyes. Stepping closer, she brought her muzzle to my ears, whispering: “You're going still going to be my dragon, right?”

I answered the mare not with words.

But a genuine action.

I took Fluttershy into a kiss, all while holding Twilight close into my heart, a balance between the two, I now knew, that I could sustain.