Fluttering into Spike the Dragon's Heart

The chirp of birds amidst the forest awakened Spike, who stretched his sore muscles and scratched his head. The morning sun climbed over the horizon, and his back rested against a tree trunk, all the sights and events of the previous night blurring. However he'd never be able to forget Discord, or especially those wonderful wood nymphs, Fluttershy and Tree Hugger.

His eyes darted around but Ember was nowhere to be seen. He knew she wouldn't abandon him without a good reason.

Was it all a dream? But it felt so real. And if I didn't make an alliance with Discord, what will I tell the Dragon Lord?

Soft hands wrapped around his midsection and a delicate, drawn-out kiss placed on the side of his snout. “It wasn't a dream,” a musical voice whispered into his fin-ear. He turned back to see Fluttershy, the wood nymph one with the trunk; she was stretching out of it, resting her incredibly luscious breasts upon him in a motherly manner to console him.

“Fluttershy?” He gulped. “Sorry, that's a little-”

“Creepy?” Tree Hugger chuckled and arose beside her friend to hold him too. “It's okay, we totally get it. Like, it might seem weird to you, but it's completely natural to us. We can move freely between the flora here, blend in, you know?”

“Like camouflage.” Ember's voice came from a limb above where she settled and perched. “Sorry, ducked out to grab us breakfast. But these two don't like it when animals are hurt, so I settled on what minerals I could find in some stones.” She tossed him one and he caught it. “Not very tasty, I'll admit, but it will keep us going for a while.” She chomped into one.

“Dragons are so wonderful,” said Shy who watched in wonder at how the Princess was able to sear through solid rock with her teeth even in her hybrid form. Crunches sounded while she gulped breakfast down. “Why not stay with us, Spike?”

Hugs nodded while they massaged his back. “We could repeat last night for the rest of our lives, which is quite a long time...”

He didn't know much about their race but figured they might live as long as the most ancient trees. They would be suitable mates...if he were so inclined. But his thoughts always returned to Rarity and Sweetie Belle, who he imagined were patiently waiting for him back home. “Sorry, have to look after my lovers. Uh, I didn't knock you two up...did I?”

“Nah, Discord made sure you were, like, not able to make us bear fruit. He figured you weren't the type to run out on his kids.” She winked and shot him her crooked grin. “Shame, though. We'd love to see how our kids would turn out...”

“I would like to be a mother someday,” admitted Shy who further colored. “Although I suppose I already sort of am, looking after all the wildlife here. We nymphs all have different specialties. I have an affinity with animals-”

“And I take care of the flora, obviously. Heh. It's, like, a symbiotic relationship.” She made some motions with her hands. “We're it's eyes and ears, we look after it, and it takes care of us. It's pretty much a Garden of Eden.”

Spike toothily smiled. “Sounds wonderful. But why would Discord...well...”

Fluttershy toyed with her mane. “Discord used to be a much wilder creature, until we 'tamed' him. We showed him you didn't have to hurt anyone to have fun. But he gets bored rather easily, and values novelty, so you helped us by putting on a show. Plus, we forest nymphs are, um, almost insatiable. Even he struggles to keep up with us sometimes, and he didn't think it's fair we suffer through our more difficult times, so he decided this arrangement would be best for everyone.”

“Plus I've always totally been into the free love stuff,” admitted Hugs. “So long as we're all having fun and no one's hurt!” they separated from the trunk, and straddled his thighs, hugging him and resting their pillowy breasts upon his chest. He ran his claws through their hair with a pleased hiss, smelling the sticky sap that ran from their snatches over his scales.

He cupped his palms around a buttock of each and squeezed the squishy flesh. They mewled and shifted, rubbing their messy pussies over his legs, leaving a slick glistening trail of their love behind. Their lips smacked and nipped at his neck and shoulders, faces reddening while they practically worshiped the drake's chiseled musculature. He sunk claws into their warm sphincters, which closed around them, his dragonhoods rising with a twitch and bounce as their tips wetted.

They giggled when he seized them by their waists, lifted them up, and sunk them onto his cocks. Again he impaled them womb-deep, watching in fascination as their stomachs bulged into the imprint his spears left upon them. Slowly he moved them up-and-down, his eyes narrowing to slits, his bestial instincts screaming at him to rut them absolutely senseless.

“Use us for you pleasure,” urged Hugs who ran her hands up her breasts and let them drop with a slap.

With her head bashfully turned aside Shy whispered, “We're your helpless toys, here simply to satiate you...”

He'd seen similar behavior from Rarity and to a lesser extent Sweetie Belle many times; a use of their feminine wiles to get what they wanted. But it hardly mattered when he desired it just as much, did it? Their asses bounced with audible slaps each time he impaled them; their tits likewise swiveled and jiggled. His tongue shot out, repeatedly encircling and mashing their globes, flicking at their wide nipples which also leaked milk-like sap. He wondered if this was Discord's doing, too?

“H-hot,” admitted Ember who spread her thighs while she watched from above. Using one claw she tweaked her swollen clit, while the other sunk into her lower lips. She used her tail's spade to penetrate her asshole, while her tongue caressed both her breasts at the same time. She started to work herself faster, while he also hammered his lovers with increasing speed and force.

His mind wandered only temporarily; was Discord watching them even now? It hardly seemed to matter, his attentions focused on them, and the joys that they shared, however momentarily. His ridges tickled their gooey insides, Whimpering and wiggling in shameless bliss, he pumped his prey with reckless abandon, barely able to restrain himself now that he instinctively knew how well they could take him. “Unf...umph,” the pair cried out each time he mercilessly fucked them with low growls.

He continued to knead their buttcheeks, and explore their tight rectums, rolling circles about their perky areola. Their nipples leaked onto his tongue, squelches sounding from their oozing crevices, which hungrily latched around his veiny dicks.

“Faster,” demanded Shy who lost herself in the moment, her eyes wet and glazed.

“She likes it rough,” said Hugs who landed a heavy smack on Shy's bottom and left a red hand print on her wide cheek. “But then, I totally do too!” He bucked up his hips with all the force he dared, making them bounce atop him.

Screams erupted from their maws when they came upon him, showering his lower half in a deluge of their love nectar. They clenched down their loveholes almost painfully hard, continuing to milk him for his seed, and he grunted, squeezing back on their supple soft flesh when he couldn't restrain himself anymore. With a final, brutal slam he fired into their wombs.

“Shit,” yelled Ember whose eyes rolled into her head when she creamed herself too. Her sprays rained down and splattered over the trio, who opened their mouths to catch some of her release while more spattered over their naked bodies.

He slid them up-and-down him some more with slower, shallow strokes, drew out his and their climaxes to the last drop. They whined and fluttered their thick lashes in appreciation, for a rare moment the libidos of these wood nymphs satisfied. He held them in place to him, and they embraced him in appreciation, panting with low huffs and goofy grins.

Discord materialized in mid-air before them. “I take it all parties are pleased?” They managed weak nods. “Good! This has been most entertaining! However, I'm sure poor Spike and Ember are ready to complete their mission.” A scroll appeared in his paw. “Send this to the Dragon Lord upon your return. It lays out my terms for an alliance. Nothing much. Just that he respects my territory.” He floated in a figure-eight pattern, practically coiling upon himself while he relaxed.

“Thanks,” said Ember who licked her still moist tail.

The draconequus shrugged. “Think nothing of it! Besides, it's also a chance to get one over on the Dragon Lord, who wasn't brave enough to come in person! You're much braver than he is,” he added and popped up beside her with a wiggle of his brow.

“One last gift from us,” said Fluttershy as she and Tree Hugger reluctantly popped themselves free of Spike. A deluge of his and their mess sluiced down their thighs from their gaped cunts. “Uh, that thing we talked about, Discord?”

With an evil chuckle Discord snapped and a pair of thick jars appeared in his spindly arms. Within the glass sloshed honey-like sweetness. “For you, Spike. Smell and taste it whenever you want to think of my beauties.”

“It's...it's a token of our love,” began Shy with a blush.

“It's pussy sap,” noted Tree Hugger bluntly with a chuckle. “It has all kinds of healing properties, too. And it's an aphrodisiac. Maybe you'll like to smear it all over Rarity and Sweetie Belle? I'm sure they'll totally love it.” She winked again.

“You're all awesome,” said Spike who had picked up a little on Tree Hugger's strange slang, which was unlike any he'd ever heard. Almost like she was in her own little world. He'd noticed Fluttershy was in a similar dreamy state quite often. He planted a final kiss on their lips, knowing that they needed to return to the Dragon Lands in a timely fashion.

With a last wave he and Ember took to the skies. A part of him hoped he'd be able to visit them again soon.

I've won quite a victory today. Now the Dragon Lord will be forced to take us seriously...I hope. I wonder how Rarity, Sweetie, and Smolder are doing? Guess I'll find out soon enough. What a strange adventure, though. Never imagined there was anything like Discord out there! Not to mention those wonderful wood nymphs! They left me such a nice present, too...

He clutched the jars to his powerful chest, careful not to crush them between his claws. Their sweetness swished about and glittered under the sun's rays. Much like every time he looked at the Fire Ruby he was tempted to eat it, he'd have to resist the urge to drink it all down. After all, he didn't want to forget the night of passion he'd shared with them any time soon!