Author's Note

Written as a request from a patron, all characters are aged up.
Contains: Spike, Smolder, Sweetie Belle, Twilight; boobjob, interspecies, multidick, maid outfits, hotdogging, anal

Compe-tits-ion

The wet sound of flesh sliding against flesh and smacking against scales echoed through the crystal walls of the room, in two sets each going at its own rhythm. One set came from Smolder's breasts, wrapped around Spike's shaft, pumping up and down on it. The other came from Sweetie Belle's engorged teats, wrapped around Spike's other shaft, doing much the same thing as what the other pair of tits was.

"So," Smolder asked with a smirk, "have you finally decided which is better?" She looked down at the tip of Spike's penis poking through the embrace of her large, soft chest, and almost went to lap at it, but she stopped herself. It wouldn't be fair. She had to pull back, too, to make sure she wouldn't drool on it, which resulted in her mostly drooling over her maid outfit instead.

"Of course he has," Sweetie hissed, working her own set of tits over Spike's other shaft with her magic while she adjusted her maid outfit with her hooves. She turned to Spike himself and fluttered her eyelashes at him. "You've decided, haven't you? Crotchtits are better than chest breasts, aren't they?"

Smolder threw a raspberry at the unicorn, then she too looked to Spike. "Don't listen to her. Boobs up here are the way to go, aren't they?" To accentuate her point, she pressed hers together around his cock.

Spike, leaning back into his chair, gave a sound halfway between a sigh and a moan. The discussion was certainly tiresome, but he couldn't focus much on being bothered while having both of his dicks worked. "I've told you already, girls," he said in a breathy tone, "it's the same to me. You're both equally good."

Both the others pouted at that, and redoubled their efforts to please the dragon. "Come on," Smolder said, "let it all out. Show that crotchtits bitch that breasts are the way to go."

"Don't listen to her," said Sweetie seductively. "Pony teats are much better than her scaly chest. Cum for me, big boy." She mashed her boobs together for added emphasis.

Spike bit his lower lip, and let out a low guttural sound. Both of his shafts twitched and began to simultaneously shoot out ropes of cum that landed all over the maid outfits the mare and the dragon were wearing. Spike then let himself rest in his chair, enjoying the afterglow.

"Another tie," hissed Smolder.

Sweetie glared daggers at her, then looked to Spike again. "Come on! Another round!"

Spike sighed and groaned. He was about to reply, when the door opened and Twilight walked into the room. She paused as she noticed the scene. "Still with your competitions, you two?" Then she smirked and twirled around, flaunting her massive ass for all three of them to see. "I thought we'd already established what Spike likes best," she added, winking as she looked back.

With little care for the other two, Spike got up from his chair and headed towards the tall alicorn. Both his quickly hardening shafts slid between Twilight's buttocks as he pressed them together, using her backside like a toy. It was easily bigger than both Sweetie's and Smolder's breasts combined, and much more pleasant to the touch as well.

The unicorn and the dragon could only sit back and angrily stare at each other while Spike enjoyed himself with Twilight's ass, spanking it and playing with it as it engulfed both of his dicks and eventually sliding both of them into her asshole as well, cumming from it much faster than he had from their efforts yet ready to go again only moments later.