Hoard Applications

by MrWriterWriter

Rating: mature
Tags: Spike, Comedy, Sex, Anthro, Main 6, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Starlight Glimmer, Romance
Length: 2240

All a good All a dragon wants is a hoard, a good cave, and some peace and quiet. So many visitors is either a blessing or a freaking curse.

Spike worked hard to get what he has. He's managed to gather a hoard without angering anyone, harvesting it from hidden treasure troves or long forgotten caches. He's found a cave set far enough from anyone who would see him as a threat, with a hell of a view, and making it a point not to start anything with what little civilization is close enough to know of his existence. He could just lay back on his gold, relax, read his comics...

...or he would if all these mares would stop showing up!

Published 2023-03-01 06:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2023-03-01 06:20:01 UTC

His Troubles Begin

Despite the dreary, rainy night outside, the inside of the village tavern was a lively scene. Though, given that for two newcomers to the place, it felt like the entire town was in there. Both sat in a corner near the fire, listening to some of the local chatter.

One was a butter-yellow pegasus mare, dressed in simple hiking gear. A mane of pink hair poked out from under the hooded coat she was currently wearing. She looked around the place nervously before turning to the mare beside her. "Are you sure about this, Rarity?"

"Without a doubt, my dear Fluttershy!" The mare, a snow-white unicorn wearing similar hiking attire, though hers looked a good deal more expensive, and she had a camouflage-patterned pith helmet on over a coiffed purple mane. "There's a lead to treasure in this town; I can feel it in my bones!"

"But...what if no one'll tell us?" Fluttershy sunk into her seat when one of the locals gave her a hard look. "They don't....they don't seem to like visitors here..."

"True, they don't look to be much of the welcoming types." Rarity relented. "However, I'm sure we'll be able to ferret out a crumb or two of information; after all, have we ever failed to find treasure when we've began our search?"

"Well, there was that statue."

Rarity winced. "Yes...that thing was hideous...however that mare did pay us a handsome sum for it. So I'd call that something of a success! And my senses are positive that we'll find some info soon!"

"Maybe. Except, where do we start?" Fluttershy glanced around, trying to pretend she was focus on her drink.

Rarity gave their surroundings the once-over. The place was full of somewhat gruff-looking ponies; even a couple of the mares there looked like they could fold her easily. Fortunately, they all preferred to just ignore their presence. "Hm, perhaps diplomacy will be the best route. Show them that we're not here to cause them trouble, deliberate or otherwise. Maybe we can get one or two to open-" She was abruptly cut off by the main entrance slamming open and a terrified-looking stallion stumble in and straight to the bar.

"Ditchdigga, the 'ell 'appened to you?" The bartender asked as the stallion grabbed downed his drink.

"I saw him!" Came the shaky response.

"'Im who?"

"The bloody dragon! He flew right over the damn town!"

The whole tavern went quiet when they heard this, followed quickly by uneasy murmurs.

"Dragon?" Rarity asked. Her voice must've carried, because 'Ditchdigga' looked her way.

"You definitely ain't from here, lass, if'in ya never heard!" He rasped out after another swig. "He don't seem interested in comin' after us, seein' he tends to keep away, but I'll be damned if'in it ain't unnervin' when he does pass over!"

"A dragon..." She repeated. "You actually have a dragon living nearby!?"

"That's what I said, innit!?" He barked, adding a mumbled 'bloody tourists'. "Why do ya think we stay away from the bloody mountain!?"

"Ditchdigga, ya idjit! We all agreed to never talk about that!" The barkeep snapped before turning to them. "Ignore him!" he ordered.

After a few minutes, the place returned to its normal cacophony. Rarity and Fluttershy, though, were whispering intently. "Did you hear that, Fluttershy!?" Rarity squeed slightly.

"Yes...please tell me you don't plan to do what I think you're planning." Fluttershy replied.

"A dragon, Fluttershy! You know what that means!? If a dragon is living in the area, that means he's bound to have a hoard! And that means..."

Fluttershy sighed. "Treasure." She ignored Rarity's excitable squeals. "And a dragon who I doubt would appreciate us trying to take his property! You remember what happened to those guys who got caught by one while they were trying to load bags up!?" She looked a little green at the end.

"Yes, but unlike them, I'm not crazy enough to try and barge in while the dragon is asleep, or hungry. Also, you know our policy isn't to grab anything if there's a definitive owner." She wrapped an arm around Fluttershy's shoulders. "Come on, Flutters, it'll be simple; we wait until he's away, snap a few pictures...maybe run a hand or two through all that gold, then be on our way. He doesn't have to get angry, and no one gets eaten."

Another sigh. "How do I let you get me to go along with things like this?"

Thankfully, the rain had ended overnight, leaving a cool, though slightly cloudy morning. Considering how adamant the barkeep was in his demand they forget what was said last night, Rarity and Fluttershy were up at the crack of dawn. The village looked like a ghost town when they ventured outside, aside from one or two getting their shops ready.

"Ok, he said they stay away from the mountain." Rarity leafed through a small guidebook. "Ah, Flathoof Peak. Apparently there was a flourishing crystal mining outpost there almost a decade ago. They must've abandoned it when this dragon arrived."

"You think he could've moved into the mine?" Fluttershy asked, reading over her shoulder.

"Possibly." Rairty adjusted her backpack. "Which means we'll have to be fast, careful, and quiet. It could've already caved in at spots."

Once they were sure they had all their supplies on hand, the pair exited the town, following the road in case someone found out and tried to stop them from going. As soon as the town was out of sight, they checked their directions and made a beeline for the mountain.

The trek itself proved to be more than a little draining; traversing thick woods that were nearly marshlike due to the rain, a field that, for some reason, unnerved them both, and rocky paths at inclines that left them both a little sore. By the time they reached the outpost, they felt ready to set up camp right then and there.

"R-Rarity...if we ever find a field like that again, I'm going around!" Fluttershy panted. "Felt like something was watching us the whole time!"

Rarity sat down on a rock. "I agree. Not one of our more fun experiences. But, we finally made it! Let's rest up some then work out how we're going to do this." A quick check of her watch showed it was nearly noon. Since they didnt have much of a breakfast, they settled down behind one of the buildings - out of sight of the mine entrance - and fixed something to eat.

They were halfway through a a second sandwich each when they heard something echo from inside the mine.

"OW! Son of a....!"

"The dragon!" They gulped, quickly scooting against the building.

"S-sounds like he's getting ready to head somewhere." Fluttershy crawled over to peek around the corner.

"Any sign?

"No, not-wait! I see him! He's...he...oh my...!"

"What? Fluttershy, what's wrong?" Rarity crawled over to her. "Is he that terrifying??"

Fluttershy responded simply by grabbing her collar and yanking her over to look. "Careful! This is cash...mire..." Her eyes widened as they both watched a muscular purple and green dragon step out into the open, his wings unfurling slightly. It didn't hurt that he had on just a loincloth.

"Heavens..." Rarity breathed. "Forget the treasure, I know what I want! YUM!"

His Troubles Say 'Hello'

"Rarity, you're drooling!" Fluttershy whispered, giving her friend a brief glance while they stared at the dragon.

"So are you!" Rarity responded, her race cherry-red. "But that's beside the point." She bit her lip, thighs squeezing together. "I haven't said something like this since I was a toddler, but..." Her voice turned husky, "I want that dragon!"

"I...I do too." Fluttershy whined. "...bad..." Her breath hitched a little, and her face went even redder than Rarity's. "I think I just had a mini."

"I don't blame you. Now, how do we approach our prey without looking like thieves or dinner?" Rarity's lips pursed in hard thought. "There has to be something-wait!" She snapped her fingers, panicking a little immediately afterwards in worry that she was heard. "It's mostly hearsay, but I recall a few rumors that dragons prefer it if you're up front and out in the open when encountering them."

"But is it safe...?" Fluttershy asked, looking a little worried. "I mean...he's hot, but what if he's not as friendly as we hope?"

"Then we hope we can run faster than him." Without a second thought, Rarity unbuttoned her sweater, giving a view of her plump, mango-sized breasts. "There."

Fluttershy's eyes widened. "R-Rarity...!"

"Just throwing in a little eye candy to sweeten the deal if he shows interest." She reached out to undo her friend's top. "Come on, we can both give him a view."

Fluttershy jumped back a little, squeaking in surprise. "R-Rarity...!"

"Come now, Flutters, it's not like we haven't seen each other nude before, given the times we've had to take river baths." She gently cupped the pegasus mare's breasts through her top, giving a light squeeze. "Besides, you know how many ponies would give up their tails to see these magnificent sweater puppies of yours."

She moaned softly as Rarity gently kneaded her breasts. "But...mmm....I-I forgot to wear a bra today..."

"Fluttershy, you've never worn one. I don't think either of us have even had panties the last couple of years." Rarity wiggled her hips some. "Rather comfy if I do say so. Anyway, come on. You want a taste just as much as I do."

"Well..." Fluttershy sighed and started unzipping. "Just wish it was warmer out."

"Stupid outcroppings." Spike muttered, trying to ignore his sore toe after stubbing it. "All right....what to do today..." He had already sorted out his treasure into a more comfortable pile, the small jewel cache he'd found in that old house the day before had been mixed in with the rest, and he had plenty to eat for the next few weeks. He turned back to look towards the tunnel entrance, contemplating whether he should try clearing out the caved-in sections, when the sound of footsteps caused him to wheel around.

"Well, hello there, Mr. Beefcake-I mean, Dragon." The unicorn mare smiled in a way that he'd heard was called 'coyly'. At least, that's how he thought she was smiling; the way her chest was on display proved to be distracting. The pegasus mare behind her was even bustier, and the cute smile she had wasn't helping matters.

Spike, however, just soundlessly mumbled. 'You gotta kidding me; someone ELSE found my lair!? Though, it's a couple of hot mares...but they're here; WHY are they here...why are hot mares right outside my lair!?'

"Perhaps we should introduce ourselves." The unicorn gave her breasts a bounce. "I am Rarity, and my friend here is Fluttershy."

"Hello." She said softly, getting a little closer and making Spike wonder why she had on perfume that had a sweet and tangy aroma.

"Uh...hi?" He said warily. "Why are you here, exactly?"

"Well, you see. We like to travel around, discovering new things. And we'd recently heard that a dragon had set up house nearby." As she said this, she'd inched closer to him until she was almost pressing her breasts against him. And given he was almost a foot an a half taller than them both, he had quite the view as well. "And needless to say, we were quite thrilled to learn that, not only was it true..." Feeling braver, she reached out to run her fingers over his chest.

"...but we've also been treated to such an...impressive specimen." Fluttershy, spurred on by Rarity's boldness, and her own percolating arousal, chimed in, joining her friend in...exploration.

Spike inhaled a little as the pegasus' hand trailed down his abs, coming dangerously close to his loincloth. 'Nobonersnobonersnobonersnobonersnoboners...!' He chanted furiously in his head.

"And, judging from what we've learned around dragons during our travels. You seem like you'd appreciate some...company." Rarity's voice came out in a sultry whisper as she said that last word.

"Comp-wha...who...yike/eep/gah!!" His mind still wrapped around trying to balance the thought of them being there to begin with, Spike wasn't really prepared for what he was sure was blatant innuendo. He backed up in an attempt to get some space to try and sort things out, but he tripped over his own feet in the process.

That led to a rather unexpected chain reaction. As he fell back, his tail flicked around on reflex, inadvertently hooking the back of Rarity's legs. That sent her tumbling forward, and bringing Fluttershy down while trying to catch herself. End result, all three staggered and dropped into a collective heap on the ground.

"Owie..." Fluttershy was the first to recover, having landed on Spike. Though, her discovery of how she'd landed on him had her face glowing almost neon. "Ah...I..." Her chest was currently in his face, the dragon's snout wedged firmly between her breasts, and forcing her to fight the urge to squeal at the sensation on his breath on her chest.

"....." Spike was too busy staring at his situation to really react.

"Fluttershy...!" Rarity's voice came behind her in a squeaky whisper. "The rumors are true! Two!" It was no secret as to what she was talking about, much to Fluttershy's shock, and slight excitement. "Sweet merciful...what's he been feeding these things!?"

'That explains the draft...' Spike thought, unsure if he was too scared or aroused to move.