Belle’s Guardian Prince

Act 2 - Natural Feeling - Part 7

“Is that the best you got!? Come on, fuck me harder you damn dickless bastards!” Cozy Glow taunted and screamed while riding Snails, who had a dopey smile all over his face. Meanwhile, Snips was fucking her ass, thrusting as hard as he was able to.

The three of them were drenched in sweat, the room stank of sex, and the sounds of flesh hitting flesh and moans mixed with groans of pleasure filled the air.

“Y-You’re almost as good as our Mistress, Cozy!” Snips exclaimed, spanking her now red ass yet again. “Come on, bitch! Scream! Beg and say how grateful you are that you get fucked by our cocks!”

“I would if you actually had cocks to fuck me with!” Cozy replied, smirking darkly as she shot a glare back at Snips. “I can do a better work using only my fingers, you lousy excuses of stallions!”

Snips groaned, clenching his teeth in anger. “Oh yeah!? Then take this and this and this!” He shouted as he pounded her ass with all his might, enough to make the bed move wildly; the wooden frame making cracking noises with each deep, strong plowing motion. Grabbing her mane with a fist, he pulled it hard enough to make Cozy scream in pain.

“AAAAaaahhhhhh~!” A scream that quickly turned into one of pleasure. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she came again, drenching Snail’s lap again.

“I like her a lot, Snips! She cums many times and lets us do whatever we want! Mistress Diamond could be like her!” Snails said, grinning like an idiot as drool driveled down his cheeks.

“Now you’re p-putting actual effort into fucking me properly!” Cozy cried out, smiling and with her wings spread wide. After a few more thrusts, an idea popped into her head. “H-Hey, slow down!” Her order was bitterly obeyed after a few seconds and she managed to catch her breath a little. “Are you morons ready to experience something you never could otherwise with Diamond Tiara?”

“Hah! I doubt it. Mistress Tiara is the duchess of pleasure and the most beautiful mare there is. Nothing you may offer can even compare to her, Cozy. No offense, of course, boss,” Snips remarked with blatant sarcasm.

“Yeah, what he said!” Snails added.

“Reaaaally now?” Cozy Glow chuckled. “How about you take your noodle-dick out of my ass and ram it inside my pussy? Maybe then I’ll actually feel something inside me for once~” she proposed at the same time she leaned forth until Snails’ medial ring popped out of her tight cunt. Using her hands for further emphasis, she spread her vaginal folds around Snail’s girthy member just to give Snips a clear view of what she wanted and where.

Snips’ cock twitched and spurted a few globs of precum. “You’re fucking serious?”

Cozy Glow groaned. “Just get over here and fuck me, you dolt,” smiling eerily at him, she winked. “What’s pleasure without a little pain, amma right?”

Positioning himself to enter the already occupied snatch of the pink pegasus, Snips asked. “You know you’re fucking crazy, right?”

She shrugged. “Afraid to stick your dick in crazy, Snips?”

“I’m not sticking my dick in Crazy. I’m sticking inside you, Cozy!” Snails added, slowly thrusting his hips.

The other two ponies ignored him and carried on. “Afraid? Never. But man, I’m surprised that you’re this much of a freak and a whore, Cozy!” He laughed before starting to push into the walls of his temporary boss. Once his tip stretched enough of her folds to enter, it didn’t take long for him to ram his cock all the way to her cervix.

“MOTHERFUCKER!” Cozy Glow shouted, her fists beating Snails’ muscular chest repeatedly, though the unicorn seemed unphased by her punches. “FUCK! Now t-t-t-that’s what I needed!” she stammered to say, her belly bulging as it was stretched to its absolute limit and had a hard time housing two meaty stallion cocks.

Her cooch burned, pain and pleasure were running through her body in equal measure and her mind was muffled by the incoherent flarings of not being able to focus on anything other than the two dicks nestled in her cunt. “Fuck me!” She demanded. “Fuck hard! Fuck me like you own me, you bastards!”

“In that case,” Snips chuckled darkly, his left hand grabbing a fistful of her curled mane while his right squeezed on one of her tits to a near-bruising point.

“AAAAAAHHHHHHH~!” Came the pegasus’ scream; saliva dropping freely all over Snails’ chest and face all while a wide, wicked, perverted smile was plastered on hers.

“Get ready to get properly fucked, you bitch!” Snips said as he began to move back and forth caring little if at all for Cozy’s well-being. “F-Fuck! This ain’t gay, r-right, Snails!?”

“Nu-huh!”

“Thought so!” A groan escaped the throat of the shorter unicorn. “Fuck, I wish I could fuck Mistress Tiara this way! Once Sweetie is gone, we’ll finally get our reward!”

“Then stick with meeeeeeEEEH!” Cozy Glow said, unable to stop smiling, drooling, or moaning like a wanton whore. “B-Be faithful to me! A-And you’ll get Tiara as much as you -OH FUCK!- you want!”

There was no reply from the two unicorns, only a silent agreement as the sounds of sex increased and the raising debauchery pushed them to continue enjoying their newfound pleasure as if it was a fine glass of wine. Except that instead of sipping from it, they were gobbling it with desperation as plentiful reserves still remained.

The ravaging of her cunt continued for several minutes, orgasm after orgasm coursed through her body until the two stallions reached a near-simultaneous orgasm. They filled her womb and clenching walls with their seed, painting white as it oozed out freely. One final orgasm rocked her senses to a near stupor and she fell forward, breathing heavily, crying tears of both pain and pleasure, but most importantly, she was satisfied.

“At least y-you’re useful for something, dimwits,” Cozy Glow breathed out, unable to move her lower half properly.

Snips pulled out and Snails rolled her off him, letting her rest on the bed. Both stallions stood up and stretched. “Hey, we’re going to grab a bite, want something?” Snips asked while Snails used his magic to levitate their clothes to them.

“Whatever is fine,” Cozy Glow replied, stretching on the bed and relaxing as she basked in the shadow of her afterglow. “Damn, you fuckers are just going to leave an innocent mare like this after doing a halfway acceptable job?”

Snips smirked. “Don’t tell you you were expecting a cuddling hour, Glow. Besides, innocent? Says the mare who likes taking two cocks in her cunt at the same time. Also, you’re the toughest, most ruthless mare I know. Only an idiot would dare attack you.”

“And you better not forget it, dumbass,” Cozy Glow replied, smiling. She watched the two unicorns changing quickly until they left their motel room. Cheap, available, and no one gives a fuck about why we’re here. Perfect place to hide and plan out my next move, she thought to herself as she let her imagination run wild with the possibilities available to her. “Soon… very soon you will be out of the way, Sweetie Belle~”

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Spike woke up to the sound of gentle waves and a few exotic birds chirping in the distance. Opening his eyes, he yawned and then felt a light pressure on his chest. He smiled and leaned to kiss his girlfriend’s head next to her horn. Sweetie Belle mumbled something in her sleep, smiling and snuggling closer to the warm chest of her boyfriend. He let her indulge herself in a few minutes of half-awake snuggling before breaking off.

“Staaaaaaay,” she mumbled, outstretching an arm to him.

“Love to, but I have to use the bathroom,” with that said, Spike moved away, stopping only momentarily to watch the lovely unicorn grab his pillow and snuggle it as a substitute. Entering the restroom, his smile dropped a little as he breathed fire on his hand. After a few moments, a scroll emerged through the flames.

Opening it once more, the four words the message contained chilled him to the bone.

‘No new movements detected’

“I don’t like this,” he muttered to himself. “No new movements. Nothing out of the ordinary. And still no real suspect. There has to be something I’m not seeing. Some pattern still eludes me, but what is it?” He pondered it for a few minutes, long enough to make his trip convincing. Then he flushed the toilet, cleaned his hands, and set the scroll on fire again, storing it.

Walking outside, he found Sweetie Belle had fallen asleep once more. He chuckled, eyeing only in passing the cum stains and the torn sheets before leaving their room. He made his way down, ready to prepare breakfast when the smell of something cooking reached his nose. Making it to the kitchen after a few seconds, he found Apple Bloom wearing an apron and a thong that hugged her waist tightly.

“Morning, Bloom,” he greeted.

“Oh! Hey there, Spike. Morning,” she replied with a quick glance. “Is Sweetie up, too? Or is the morning gremlin trying to stare the sun to death again?”

“She should be up in a few more minutes,” he replied. “You know, she’s been complaining less and less every morning for quite a while now. I wonder why?”

Apple Bloom giggled. “Must be thanks to her caring boyfriend pounding her every night~.”

Spike chuckled, leaning back on his chair and resting an elbow on the table. He would’ve blushed at the clear implications Apple Bloom had said, but there was no shame building in his chest, just pride and a pleasant fire burning within him. “Now, now, Bloom, no need to be jealous.”

Apple Bloom looked back, smirking. “Me? Jealous? Why would you ever think I’d be jealous, Spikey~?”

“You’re right,” he stood up and before the country mare could say anything, he hugged her from behind. His hands caressed her toned belly, breasts, waist, and thighs under her apron. He touched her without restrain, without regret nor second thought.

He was touching his friend’s body the same way he explored the body of his girlfriend.

Burying his face against the nape of her neck, he inhaled her scent and licked the soft, honey-tasting skin of the apple farmer. His fingers traced all over her body and his gaze landed on the stove. “Mashed beans with eggs?”

“A proper country breakfast,” she replied, moaning slightly. “Mmmmm, Spike. If you keep touching me like that I might get the wrong idea~”

He hummed. “What sort of wrong idea, Bloom?”

Setting off the stove and setting the frying pan aside, she pushed back against the dragon until her back pressed against his chest. “That you want to take your hard cock and fuck me?”

“Lucky me!” He exclaimed before thrusting his hips forth, his hard shaft pressing against her ass and tail. “I was planning on doing that at some point. Might as well do it now, don’t you think?”

Apple Bloom moaned, the guttural sound that escaped her throat rumbling and coursing through her body while he continued to touch and lick her as he saw fit. “S-Spike, are you serious? I-I wouldn’t mind… you know… b-but are you sure you want to have sex with me?”

He smirked lovingly at her, letting her see it in full display. “Sweets is okay with it. She’s been encouraging me to fuck her best friends and sister ever since we got here. You have all been insufferable teases these past few days and yesterday Rarity gave me a handjob and you cleaned my cock, Bloom. If this is what you girls want, who am I to not give you exactly what you want?”

Apple Bloom’s blush increased. “And you, Spike? Do you want to do it?”

The smirk on his face became wider for a moment. “Allow me to show you~”

With a swiftness that turned Apple Bloom’s vision blurry. By the time her senses came back to her, she was resting face down against the table, her body pressed not ungently by the dragon resting behind and on top of her. “Kyyyyaaaahhhh~” She fake-screamed, barely able to refrain herself from giggling and her tail from wagging. “Somepony heeeelp meeeee~ Spike’s going to breeeeeeed meeeee~” she sang at the same time she parted her legs, leaving herself open to any potential assault.

Spike laid against her, pressing his chest against her back and using his long tongue to lick her left cheek. She surprised him by taking in his tongue, practically slurping it, and moaning as she pressed her hips against his. “I think I should be the one in need of help here. How long, Bloom?”

“It’s not like Sweetie Belle or even Rarity’s case, you big goof,” Apple Bloom replied, stopping briefly to let their wet appendages play for a moment before continuing. “We all three developed a crush on you at some point, but we were always afraid to say something.”

“And I was too blinded by my crush and then left Ponyville to fulfill what was expected of me. I get it,” he said, ending with a kiss to the back of her neck. “But do you know what that means, Bloom?”

“Hmmm?”

“That we only have more time to catch up to,” he said in a husky, salacious voice before lining the tip of his cock with the entrance of her pussy. The pointy cockhead easily piercing through the tight exterior ring, her moist cunt providing all the lube they were going to need for the coming romping.

“I can’t believe this is happening,” Apple Bloom muttered, her heart racing hard and fast in her chest.

“Yeah,” Spike agreed a moment before starting to make his way inside his friend’s tight pussy. “That makes two of us, beautiful.”

Sliding into the moist cavern of the apple farmer proved to be an easy affair, his girth stretching her out nicely but not unpleasantly. The two let out moans of pleasure as their bodies joined in the ultimate union of carnal desires until, at long last, their nethers met with the whisper of scales meeting skin.

“A-And Sweetie takes this!?” Apple Bloom breathed out, gritting her teeth lightly as a lustful smile adorned her lips.

“Every last inch of it,” Spike replied, snorting heavily and smiling as his penis experienced the clenching of another pussy around his cock; twitching and throbbing in the desire to fuck the yellow-skinned mare left at his mercy. “I’m going to fuck you, Bloom.”

“Yeeeeees, fuck me, Spike~,” she hissed in response, her abdominal muscles making her proud as they robbed a few loud moans from the dragon’s throat. “C-Cum inside me!” She demanded.

Spike chuckled, grabbing the base of her tail. A gentle tug, not too hard but not all that innocent was given. “Aaaaahhhhhhh~!” She bellowed in pleasure as he delivered a strong thrust forward.

“Heh, I guess Twilight was right. All mares enjoy having their tails pulled like this,” he said with a rasping voice, somehow still capable of resisting the urge to just piston away.

“Shut up and ride your mare already!” Apple Bloom protested, pushing back against his hips.

Spike growled, smoke trails leaving his nostrils as he began moving his hips back and forth. It started slow and calm, the dragon, ever the gentledrake, wanting to give his lover a moment or two to get used to his size. In the meantime, his hands snaked from her waist, releasing her tail and rump in search of a grander treasure. Sliding beneath her apron to squeeze on her breasts, his fingers easily finding her supple red nipples that had tempted him for so long.

“Ahhh! Mmmmhm! Spike!” Apple Bloom moaned his name, her lips curled into a smile. Her moans increased in volume and intensity as the hips of the dragon went back and forth, their nethers meeting in a wet, meaty slap right after another.

Breakfast had been forgotten in favor of filling the hunger for each other’s bodies. Spike’s tail wagged behind him, his heart pounding hard against his chest, hard enough that he was certain his partner could feel it beating against her back. The same way he could feel her heart through the gentle squeeze of her milky tits.

The kitchen was soon filled with the constant groaning and moaning of the two lovers entwined in frantic, if fairly standard, bouts of sexual pleasure. But who could blame them? In a sense, it was their first time and they both were stricken with several conflicting emotions that swirled into a squalling tremor.

The appetite of Apple Bloom, a hidden desire finally came to pass and become a reality, the feeling of betrayal that faded into the background as she reminded herself she had not only her friend’s blessing but they had come up with the idea in the first place together. The taboo act of doing it with not a stallion, but a dragon. The alien sensation of his cock scraping her insides in ways no other phallus had done before. And the excitement that at any moment Rarity, Sweetie Belle, or Scootaloo could simply come down and find them having sex right on top of the table mixed together into an uncontrollable tide.

Spike was fairing no better than Apple Bloom, snarling and growling as he increased the speed and strength of his motions more and more. The entire table rocked with each strike of his hips, held in place only by their combined weight. Something at the corner of his eye caught his attention and he looked up only to find Sweetie Belle looking at them from the stairway. She was smiling sweetly at him while openly fingering her pussy.

“RRAAAAHH!” He snarled, loudly and aggressively. He let go of Apple Bloom’s tits in favor of reaching for her waist, shredding the apron in the process. He went ballistic for a few seconds, hips clashing in loud, wet smacks that would no doubt wake the other two residents of the villa if they were still sleeping.

“AAAHHHH! YES! F-FUCK ME! RIDE THIS COWGIRL, SPIKE!” Apple Bloom cried out, drooling and her eyes crossing slightly to match her perpetual smile.

Moments later, howling all of a sudden, she came. Her marecum sprayed Spike’s thighs and groin even as he still continued to fuck her hard and fast, forcing her to ride out her orgasm for as long as possible.

Eventually, after nearly half a minute of groaning, cursing, and moaning, Spike leaned down enough to bite Apple Bloom’s collarbone. Not too hard to draw blood or injure her, but more than enough to let her feel the sharpness of his fangs as he pulled at her skin.

“Guuuuuhhhh!” Apple Bloom cried out again, a second albeit weaker orgasm coursing through her body while the table cried, protesting to collapse and break if their fun continued for more than a few seconds more.

The table was spared from such a fate as the dragon, unable to control himself any longer, delivered a final hard thrust; his claws and fingers gripping tightly against the soft, warm flesh of his lover. He came a moment later, depositing load after load of heavy dragon cum inside Apple Bloom’s womb. More than enough to let some of it escape from the tightly sealed cork her slimy, clenching walls and his girthy cock created.

The two breathed heavily and Spike kissed her cheek and nuzzled her gently before letting go. He pulled back while the mare tried to regain her breath. Taking two steps back, Spike admired his handiwork. Her pussy was gaping and seeping the white liquid that had been generously deposited inside it mere moments ago. Apple Bloom’s breathing was ragged, she was smiling, her body was quivering, and she was satisfied.

For the moment, at least, he thought as his eyes shifted to his girlfriend. The pleased expression on her face was more than enough to shove whatever doubts and lingering worries in his mind out of the window.

“Sex does build up with the appetite,” he said, turning to the stove; his tail smacking Apple Bloom’s ass one final time.

“Aaaahhh~,” she moaned in response.

“Sweets, why don’t you go get Scoots and Rarity? It’s time for breakfast and I’d hate to waste Bloom’s meal!” He called out to her girlfriend.

Apple Bloom somehow found the strength to look in the direction of the stairs and found said unicorn winking at her, her lips curled in a knowing smirk. A fierce blush covered her cheeks but nevertheless moved her lips to say ‘thank you’.

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-Diamond Tiara’s Mansion-

“Don’t you think you’re taking this a bit too far, Tiara?” Silver Spoon asked, a blush present on her cheeks but also showing a small amount of concern and awkwardness.

“You’ve never had a problem before, Silvy. What’s wrong? It’s the stitching, right? I told that insufferable cunt, Suri Polimare, to never try to scam me with cheap fabrics again!” Diamond Tiara groaned, examining the regalia her girlfriend was wearing.

“No, no… it’s not that, Dia. The clothes are as great as ever,” the glasses-wearing mare replied.

Taking a step back, Diamond Tiara tilted her head in confusion. “Then whatever is the matter, love?”

Silver bit her lower lip for a few seconds as she looked up and down at her girlfriend. The pink mini-skirt and matching pink tight blouse, which acted more as a sport’s bra than anything else, were nearly lost against the backdrop of her smooth, slightly pinker skin. She could see her nipples pressing against the malleable fabric and she had to fight the urge to close the distance and grab her ass, knowing there would be only a thong beneath it.

Despite the rising lust and the moistening of her pussy, Silver Spoon managed to find the words she wanted to speak as she saw what she was wearing. “D-Do I really have to dress like him, love?” She gulped. “You look great as always. Those outfits fit you ten thousand times better than they fit Sweetie Belle, but why have me wear Spike’s clothes. I thought you hated him nearly as much as you hate Sweetie…”

“True,” Diamond Tiara replied, sighing as she walked over to her girlfriend. Her fingers easily found Silver Spoon’s asscheeks and squeezed them as their breasts pressed firmly to create a small cushion between them. “But you wear them so much better than he does,” kissing the gray neck of her manager and beloved, she continued. “It’s a shame, really. I preferred the seemingly stupid simpleton he was back then. Had he followed in the steps of my two lapdogs perhaps I could’ve enticed him to be my loyal mongrel instead of chasing that rancid cunt,” she spat with glee.

Silver Spoon sighed, shaking her head. “Well, whatever. Hey, how is your new song coming along?”

“Oh, it’s coming on juuuuust great!” She chuckled. “Even if that slut comes up with an entirely different song, my new song will demolish hers. I hate to admit it, but she’s got half a brain cell of talent to come up with such patterns.”

Silver Spoon mewled. “I’m just happy you finally gave up on wanting to off Sweetie Belle. I do wonder what Cozy Glow will come up with, though. She’s a twisted fuck, but she’s efficient, I’ll give her that.”

A pang of regret struck Diamond Tiara’s heart, but as soon as it came it was gone, replaced by joy in the security that her desires were going to be fulfilled. “Of course,” she kissed Silver Spoon’s chin. “Anything for my Silvy. Now, who am I?”

“My Princess~,” Silver Spoon replied with her best imitation of Spike’s voice.

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It was afternoon and the sun was shining in full intensity while the four mares played volleyball in the soft, hot sand while the dragon swam nearby, enjoying the salty water and the pleasing waves.

“Hit!” Scootaloo cried as she launched herself at the sand in an attempt to hit the ball. Her hand barely managed to strike it, sending it airborne once more. Apple Bloom used that chance to jump and hit it, sending it to the other side of the net.

Sweetie Belle countered with a jump aided by Rarity, dunking the ball into the sand. “Ha! Take that!”

“Dang it!” Apple Bloom cursed, falling to her knees. “I thought we had you!”

“It was a close match, but, alas, Team Belle stands victorious!” Rarity cried out, dancing where she stood. “And I believe that settles the score?”

“I don’t know about you, but that workout made me thirsty,” Apple Bloom said, picking the ball and walking over to their comfy beach chairs shielded by large beach umbrellas. Shaking to get the sand out of her skin before reaching out for her drink, she sat on her chair and turned to where Spike was still swimming. “Hey, did anyone know Spike was a great swimmer?”

“I did,” Rarity said, sitting on her chair and breathing slowly to calm her racing heart. “Where he learned to swim, I don’t know. But he swam all the way from one cliff to an island in the Dragon Lands. He even saved Dragon Lord Ember from drowning, and carried her to safety,” she sighed. “Spike-Wikey is such a sweetheart, isn’t he?”

Sweetie Belle remained silent while watching her sister staring lovingly at Spike. She smiled, and sat down. After a long sip of her drink, she asked. “Do you love him, Rarity?”

Rarity hummed. “Of course I love him, Sweetie Belle. He’s my precious Spikey-Wikey.”

“No, I mean, do you love love him?” Sweetie Belle asked, smiling playfully.

Blushing hard, Rarity crossed her arms. “And what if I do, Sweetie? He’s happy now, that’s all that matters,” she replied sincerely and with a tiny smile on her lips.

“I didn’t hear a no, though,” Sweetie Belle replied, smiling. “Why don’t you go to him and, you know,” winking and smooching the air, she pointed at her boyfriend.

“Devilish succubus!” Rarity replied, blushing even harder and ignoring her little sister while she laughed.

“Pony feathers!” Scootaloo groaned, all eyes shifting to her. “Ugghh, that’s the only downside that the beach has for us pegasus. The sand that gets in between every feather!” She said a few feet away flapping her wings so quickly they buzzed. “It so coarse, dry, and it gets everywhere! Celestia saves you if it gets wet and you don’t get it out before it dries!”

“Then just join Spike over there,” Apple Bloom proposed.

“Would do, but I’m in the mood of sunbathing instead of swimming. I’m going to take a quick shower and I’ll be back, okay?” She chuckled. “You know, I may not be able to go to the beach again wearing a swimsuit. Who’d guess that being a nudist would be so fun? Now I know why you like to go out almost naked on your shows, Sweetie. So relaxing and liberating!”

“Right?” Sweetie Belle giggled and Rarity sighed. It was true, after their little episode in the sauna the four mares had forgone the use of clothes entirely and, likewise, Spike had also decided to remain as bare as they chose to be in that secret corner of the world.

Scootaloo left a moment later, wings still buzzing as she made her way back to the villa. A few minutes later of having the three remaining mares simply relaxing as they cooled off from their match, Spike stopped swimming and wandered back. When he was close enough, he asked.

“Hey, girls, where’s Scoots?”

“Taking a shower. You know how pegasi are with sand,” Apple Bloom replied, ‘innocently’ spreading her legs and taking in a big mouthful of air just to stick her chest out more. “Why don’t you join us, Spike?”

Taking a quick glance at the three mares, Spike admired their naked forms, their curves, and the beauty that could only belong to a mare. His cock throbbed and turned semi-erect, meeting the eyes of Apple Bloom and then Sweetie Belle’s, the white unicorn nodding slightly and winking at him while using her magic to spread her pussy lips for him. Only Rarity was avoiding looking at him directly, preferring to throw him quick but short glances whilst blushing and pretending to sip on her drink.

“I’d love to but,” looking up at the sun for a moment, he hummed. “Yeah, that’s about right. Like I was saying, I’d love to, but I planned on making garlic shrimp today and I need to get going to make it in time. I’ll probably take a shower, too. Funny thing about dragon scales, they absorb the saltiness of the ocean and leaves them with that taste for a few days if I let it dry. So, unless you girls want me smelling like the ocean and tasting like salt, I’ll better hit freshwater now,” opening his wings, he flapped away in direction of the villa, leaving a mischievously smiling Sweetie Belle happily sipping on her drink.

The dragon landed outside near the pool and walked inside the house. As he walked up the stairs to the bedroom area, he heard the faint sound of water running. Without giving it a second thought, he followed the source of the falling water. Entering Scootaloo’s room without making his presence known, he made his way to the bathroom. Opening the door, his cock hard and already twitching, he heard Scootaloo’s voice.

“Bloom, is that you? Pass me the loofa, please?”

Spike smirked the moment he saw Scootaloo was facing away from the entrance. Entering the rather spacious area of the shower, he finally spoke up. “Not Bloom~”

Before Scootaloo could turn around, Spike passed his arms under her armpits, his hands instantly going for her perky breasts he had groped a few days prior. Giving them a good squeeze, the orange pegasus squirmed for a moment, her wings flapping in surprise. “Gyyaaahh!” She yelped and panicked for a moment before settling down. “Spike! What the fuck!? You nearly gave me a heart attack!”

“Yeah, I can tell. Your heart sure is beating fast, Scoots,” he replied with smug humor, simultaneously squeezing her left tit for emphasis. “Mmmm~ Really nice breasts, Scoots. Small but perky and very soft! Aahhhh, such nice pillows~”

Letting out a moan, Scootaloo reined her wings before pushing her back against Spike’s chest. Taking advantage of their position, the cheeky pegasus forced Spike to carry some of her weight, though she knew it was next to nothing for his dragonic strength. “You could’ve said something, you know,” she muttered in between soft moans, her face flushed red while her friend continued to play with her juggers, pinching her nipples and lightly twisting them to cause tremors of pleasure to flow through her body.

“And ruin the surprise and that lovely yelp? Fat chance, Scoots,” kissing the back of her neck, he said. Pushing his hips forth, he let her feel his rigid cock pressing against her supple, round asscheeks. “Feel that, Scoots? I’m going to fuck you with it.”

“Where were you hiding all that pent-up lust?” She asked, letting out a deep, guttural moan as Spike continued to play with her breasts. “Will you quit it already? Jeez, they’re breasts, not stress balls!”

“What’s the matter, Scoots? Weren’t you the one who gave me permission to play with your tits whenever I want?” He asked, grinning.

Scootaloo’s eyes went wide while her lips quivered. “I-I know I said that, but there are limits, you dork!”

“Ohhhh? That’s not the tomboyish mare I know, Scoots,” Spike teased.

“And you’re acting like a creep, Spikey~,” she countered with a tease of her own. “Seriously, though, what made you go for it?”

Spike shrugged. “I just reasoned that, since my girlfriend is practically shoving me to sleep with her friends I may as well enjoy the ride,” halting his actions, he gave the pegasus enough space for her to turn around, which she gladly took. Now seeing each other face to face and hugging close while warm water poured over them, the two shared a quick kiss. “Oh? Not a fan of kisses?”

“Not really,” she replied. “I prefer more action and less foreplay.”

“You’re not the number one fan of Rainbow Dash and her little sister for nothing,” he replied with a chuckle. Using his left hand he lifted her right leg up until the underside of her knee rested on his palm.

She smirked, pressing her chest against his pecs. “Heeeeelp! Heeeeelp! There’s a wild dragon on the loose! He’s trying to raaaape meeeeeee~,” he cried out in a playful tone before licking the tip of his snout.

Spike stopped for a moment but then grinned widely. “If you insist~”

Scootaloo felt a shiver run down her spine, both of excitement and tingling fearfulness. Suddenly, there was a hand covering her mouth, gripping her tightly without hurting her. She felt the dragon pushing her against the wall. His lips landed on her neck and she could feel the edge of his fangs trace against her skin. She froze instantly, knowing that any sudden movement could lead to having those sharp gem-eating knives puncturing her skin as if it was tissue paper.

Her pussy tightened and she felt it moistening it from the thought alone. Moaning against his hand, she used her arms to try and push him away, but it was like trying to budge against a steel wall.

“Gullible ponies,” he rasped, his voice sounding deeper, meaner, and blunt. “Weak and stupid! You should’ve never trusted a dragon! Now, I’m going to have my way with you and no one is going to stop me!”

“Mmmmgghh! Mmmmfffffghh!” She protested, banging her fists against his chest while her breathing increased and her cunt began to leak juices that mixed with the flowing water.

Leaning forth, Spike whispered next to her ear. “Once I fill your belly, I’ll fill mine with you, delectable morsel~”

“MMMMGGGHHHHH!” Scootaloo screamed, her eyes crossing and desperately using her aloft leg to wrap it around his waist; her tail never ceasing to wag behind her.

“You pathetic ponies are all the same. Be of some use and serve me as an object to achieve pleasure!” He mockingly demanded as he lined the tip of his cock with the entrance of her exposed, sopping wet pussy.

Baring his fangs and slightly increasing the pressure of his hand over her mouth, he thrust forward but missed and his cock ended up sandwiched between Scootaloo’s soft asscheeks. Pulling back quickly for a second attempt, this time he found his mark and shoved half his cock within the tight, wet, squeezing cunt of the pegasus.

“NNNGGGHHH~~~!” She moaned loudly, uncaring about the water falling on her face.

“Fuck, you’re tight!” Spike cursed, smiling broadly and breathing hard. “I guess you ponies a-are good for something!”

He exclaimed ending with a barking laugh before pulling back only to thrust inside her again.

“SSSFFFHIIIGGEEE!” She screamed his name through his clasping hand, her breathing quickly becoming rapid and erratic as the thrusting became harder, deeper, and frantic. She stopped beating his chest and instead passed them around his neck, hugging him tightly.

Their wet bodies collided in a sensual, carnal union of flesh and lust. About his twentieth thrust, Spike let go of her leg, which Scootaloo promptly wrapped around his back as his hard plowing quickly devolved from something still retaining a semblance of self-control to a complete outburst of quick, hard thrusts that kissed her innermost barrier each time their nethers slapped together.

His groaned fueled her lust and her muffled moans and rapid breathing drove him to an ever-increasing need to claim the mare he was fucking as his own. He wasn’t trying to be passionate about it or even fully considerate. He was simply using the body and pussy of the usually spunky, cheeky pegasus as a means to unload his baby batter.

And his harsh pounding reflected that perfectly.

“FUCK ME!” She cried out, interrupting her continuous moaning for once. “Fuck me, Spike! C-Cum inside me! Yes, yes, yes, yes! Just like thaaaaaat~!”

Spike snarled, smiling at the same time he fulfilled her desires while the pegasus came hard, her entire body trembled but he didn’t stop. He kept on plowing her verdant fields with reckless abandon. Without warning, Scootaloo rose her other leg and wrapped it around his back leaving him to support her insignificant weight. Groping her asscheeks and digging his claws and fingers on her Cutie Marks, he got the leverage and angle he needed to truly let go and pound her as hard as she could manage it.

“OH FUCK! OH FUCK! OH FUCK! SWEEEETIE BELLEEE YOU LUCKY FUUUUUUUUCK!” Scootaloo screamed and hollered until her lungs began to burn.

“S-Scoots!” He managed to cry out, gritting his fangs and closing his eyes, trying to focus on pounding his old friend into a pleasure-induced coma.

The wet slapping of their nethers continued, Scootaloo’s wings flapped all on their own as the overwhelming pleasure the dragon was giving her coursed through her body. She was a living toy, little more than that, and she was loving every second of it.

By the time smoke began to pour out of Spike’s nostrils, Scootaloo had experienced another orgasm and his thrusts were starting to become irregular.

“C-Cumming!” He warned.

“Inside! D-Do it inshhiiiidee!” She moaned, legs firmly clasping over his back and hands squeezing his shoulders while her breasts bounced at the rhythm of his incessant plowing.

Opening how maw and carefully biting on her right shoulder, just enough to let her feel the sharpness of his fangs, he delivered the last few hard thrusts and came.

“GRAAAAHHH!”

“YYHHHEEEESSSHHHH!”

Scootaloo’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as a mind-breaking orgasm sucker-punched her consciousness. Her vision was filled with white noise and all she heard was static while at the same time her whole body went numb.

Spike fell back on his ass, using his tail and wings to support his fall to just end up sitting on the shower’s floor with his cock buried balls deep inside the spunky pegasus. He felt his testicles clench as they poured all the cum available inside the hungry cunt of his friend.

The now lukewarm water still poured over them and Spike felt his lust and urges increase instead of dying out. His phallus was as rigid as ever and the extra sensitivity almost made him start fucking Scootaloo again. Almost. Her walls were squeezing him dry and even though she was on cloud nine, she was still milking him for all he was worth. But he managed to hold himself back enough to wait patiently for her to recover, watching their combined fluids mix with the water and flow down the drain.

He smirked. Who cares? Even if some is lost, I already filled her womb. If she doesn’t get pregnant, I can fill her-- he shook his head, catching the awry thoughts he was contemplating. There it is again, that sensation. What the hay is it?

“H-Holy fuck, dude, that was awesome,” the pegasus said after a few moments of resting. “I can’t feel my legs. Damn, Sweetie Belle is a lucky fuck,” she moaned deeply, nuzzling against him. “You’re too big, dork.”

“And you’re squeezing me tight, Scoots,” he replied, returning her affectionate nuzzling. “I wasn’t too rough on you, right?”

“Nah,” she chuckled. “I was asking for it, wasn’t I? S-Shit, just how much do you cum? I’ve never felt so loaded before,” kissing his cheek, she began to pull back.

Helping out his friend, Spike also moved to disentangle from their current union. His cock, still hungry for more, refused to die down completely as it laid semi-erect, inadvertently helping scrub out his lingering cum as it moved out of her pussy. Once his cock slipped out of her cunt with a wet squelching noise, he rose to his feet and helped Scootaloo stand up albeit shakily.

“Hey, help me get clean for real this time?” She asked.

“As long as I get to play with your tits~,” he teased, making her blush a little.

“Yeah, yeah. Do whatever you want, discount iguana,” she replied and the two laughed while water still poured on them.

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Cozy Glow smiled as she watched her greatest work to date take form. Everything was coming to place, her toys were allocated properly, her routes of transit and movement secured, her plan was next to flawless. All she needed now was for her objective to show herself eventually.

‘Are you sure Sweetie Belle won’t be a problem?’ Silver Spoon, that insufferable cunt, had asked her over the phone, as always doubting her skills. ‘Remember, you’re not supposed to seriously hurt her if that’s what you’re planning, Glow. Scare her off or do whatever you’re planning without any tragedies taking place, you hear?’

Oh, how she wanted to snap at her, to bark and mock her how Diamond Tiara had already given her permission to do whatever the fuck she saw fit to do just as long as Sweetie Belle was dealt with. “And what better way is there to deal with a problem than removing it permanently?” She asked no one, wishing to laugh at Silver Spoon’s stupid, puzzled face once she dealt with Sweetie Belle. “The best part? No one is ever going to find out! She’ll just vanish from the spectacle life and never return! HAHAHAHA!” She laughed long and hard, safe in the knowledge that no one would ever hear her in that abandoned cabin.

And what a pain in the ass it had been to repair the damn thing and fortify it for the coming occasion. Even with the aid of her two stupid jocks, sealing all the entry holes, leakages except for the ones she needed, replacing the valves, and making sure there would be absolutely no way for Sweetie Belle to survive after having had her fill with her deserved payback it was slow work. And she wasn’t done yet, but all she needed to do was wait for her prey to show herself again and strike.

“Sexy vixen, deadly sting~ Shake your hips always ready to party all night long~” the pink pegasus sang, mocking the lyrics of one of Sweetie Belle’s songs. “Pour your soul, party hard, and set your heart into the wild~ Whose to say this night might be your last?”

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Rarity wasn’t having the downtime she had been expecting. Sure, it had all started well enough, but now things were different. Very, very different.

“Spiiiiiiike!” Sweetie Belle moaned his name loudly while moving her hips against the dragon’s nethers.

“Grrrnn!” Spike snarled, smiling. He avoided moving, letting his girlfriend take charge, but that didn’t stop him from gripping her asscheeks to aid in her movements.

Rarity kept pretending she was enjoying her sunbathing while Scootaloo and Apple Bloom played in the pool, unsurprised nor uncaring by what the pair of lovebirds were doing. And she couldn’t blame them, not after what she’d seen. Something had changed in Spike, she noticed that instantly. He no longer showed any shame or reservation about flirting with them, he touched the Crusaders however and whenever he wanted. And, of course, they mated everywhere. Many times she’d caught her dearest Spike-Wikey fucking the other three mares in various places and positions.

And yet he’s yet to touch me, she thought with jealousy whilst doing her best to avoid staring at her sister’s wild mating. Oh, stop that, Rarity. Spike is being respectful… despite the fact that you already gave him a handjob and he’s letting your sister ride him like there’s no tomorrow. Casting a quick glance at the copulating couple again, she was left to marvel in silence at her sister’s body; the product of a rigorous program, routine exercises, and handling. Honestly, how she manages to keep her figure without forcing herself through constant dieting is beyond me.

Her gaze shifted to Spike, one of her oldest and most treasured friends, the dragon she’d become infatuated with only after his departure. You were a fool, plain and simple, Rarity. Spike truly became everything you always sought in an ideal special somepony but he was young and I was too old… the age difference is still there, but now there’s no valid excuse to negate the truth. She quickly averted her eyes from the scene, ashamed, reprimanding herself. I must say and do nothing else, for their sake. Sweetie Belle finally has someone she can rely on and Spike has found the love I couldn’t give him.

Until now, another part of her subconscious was added.

“Aaaahhhh~ F-Fuck me harder, Spikey! M-Make me cum!” Sweetie Belle cried out, smiling and nearly drooling as she shook her hips harder and faster against her boyfriend’s lap.

“I’d love to, Sweets, but y-you’re -ooooh, fuck!- k-kinda straddling me!” He said with a smirk.

Rarity couldn’t help but smile. She knew more than anyone else that he had the strength to bend her sister, herself, and the remaining Crusaders to his will if he so chose to. But Spike, even when showing a facet of his personality she didn’t know existed, was ever chivalrous and attentive, letting Sweetie Belle do as she pleased; allowing her a brief, false, but equally satisfying sense of empowerment and control.

At least, that’s what I think must feel like, she thought as she used a hand to rub on her moist pearl, feeling her pussy clench at empty space as it began to prepare itself for a cock that wouldn’t come. Yet she could see it clearly. Replacing her sister’s position, shaking her hips back and forth and trying to get as much of her beloved Spike-Wikey’s dragonhood inside her marehood.

How would his phallus feel inside me? He’s large, but not to a grotesque degree. I may be out of practice, but I believe I could fit his monster with little to no issue, she thought, silently eyeing the increasingly rapid movements of Sweetie Belle, the telltale signs of a coming climax.

“Hey, hey! You promised me I could have it!” Scootaloo said as she rushed out of the pool.

Sweetie Belle let out a deep laugh in between her moans before going all out on her movements, more than enough to make the chair supporting them creak and the dragon below her snarl with pleasure. Before the pegasus arrived, Spike let out a rumbling growl while Sweetie Belle had a high-pitched moan escape her throat. The pegasus, however, wasn’t giving up so easily and fell to her knees at the bottom of the chair before pushing Sweetie Belle’s ass up with one hand while the other managed to drag out Spike’s cock from within her friend’s pussy.

“Nnnooooooooo~,” the unicorn sang, her body convulsing with pleasure while the dragons held onto her tightly. He rose to bury his face in between her tits for a few seconds before capturing one of her tender, soft nipples and began to suck at them. “Spiiiiiiiiike~!”

Meanwhile, the pegasus had received a full spurt of creamy dragon seed all over her face before she was able to wrap her lips around the tip. With a coo of satisfaction, she began to suck on it, greedily gulping down the following spurts while whatever cum that had been deposited inside the Diva aspirant’s cunt began to leak out.

“Mmmmmfffff~,” Rarity moaned, trying to be subtle about her self pleasuring. She thought she had gotten away with it, a tall order since they all stopped wearing clothes, but the green eyes of her sister glancing directly at her made her stop and freeze. Her green eyes were piercing yet playful. A smirk followed by her lips moving silently sent her heart into a frenzy.

‘Join the fun, big sis~’

“Imustgotomychambersbye!” The older unicorn said as she stood up and all but ran away.

“What’s buzzing her haystack?” Apple Bloom asked as she joined her friend’s.

“She must be-” Scootaloo gulped a heaping dose of cum and licked her lips before continuing. “-constipated or something.”

The sudden giggling of Sweetie Belle as she came to lay on top of her boyfriend caused everyone’s attention to shift to her. “Don’t be silly, guys. My sister is acting like that because she can be pretty stubborn, almost enough to challenge Rainbow Dash and Applejack,” her fellow Crusaders nodded in agreement. Then, she kissed Spike’s cheek. “She wants to have sex with you, Spike.”

“Really?” Spike asked in a hopeful tone, perhaps a bit more than he’d have liked to use. “I mean… I wouldn’t be against it if you aren’t, Sweets…”

“Huh?” Pondered a confused Scootaloo. “Can’t she just, like, ask you for it or jump you? Hay, we pretty much fuck all over her Villa now.”

“Ah,” Spike muttered, blushing slightly and hugging Sweetie Belle closely. “Then I think it most likely has to do with, you know, my crush, our relationship, and the handjob she gave me the other day.”

“More than likely. I’m certain it’s because of that. I think she feels guilty or maybe talked herself into a corner, as if she doesn’t have any right to have feelings for you now that the tables have been turned. I also think Rarity may feel like trying to do anything more with you might be like betraying my trust, or something,” Sweetie Belle sighed.

“Sooo… we just let her be?” Scootaloo asked.

Sweetie belle smirked. “Tartarus no! Once she’s like that only one thing can shake her head.”

“And that is?” Apple Bloom questioned.

“A little push!” The unicorn replied happily. “And I have an idea,” getting up to her still shaky feet, she turned to Spike. “Hey, do you mind if we take this to another place? Crusader stuff.”

“Go wild,” Spike replied with a smile. “Just, you know, no explosives or anything dangerous. I know of your antics,” he said before jumping to his feet. Then, he gave each mare a chaste kiss on the lips before running to the pool.

While the three mares moved away in order to concoct a plan, Spike was left on his lonesome with nobody to see the thin rising lines of steam coming from his body.

Meanwhile, Rarity was laying on top of her bed and breathing rapidly, her right hand stained with the evidence of her orgasm. Licking her fingers clean, she snorted. “You are such a pathetic, cowardly mare, you know that?” She said a moment before slamming the back of her head against her pillows.

“I don’t want to destroy our friendship… says the mare that already gave him a most vigorous handjob, had her face covered in his hot seed, and waltz around in front of him bare naked,” Rarity sighed, covering her face with a pillow for almost an entire minute before tossing it away. “Aaagggh, who are you trying to fool other than yourself, Rarity? My heart points at Spike,” she gritted her teeth. “But why now? He’s finally happy with Sweetie Belle… he’s finally found the love I could not give him back then. Oh, love, you treacherous, wonderful thing,” she sighed, covering her face with her hands this time.

“Then why don’t you let us make a choice for you~?”

“Eh?” Rarity muttered a second after hearing a familiar voice. Moving her hands away, she found that Scootaloo and Apple Bloom had entered her room at some point during her rambling. Before she could say anything else, the pegasus moved swiftly to place an inhibitor ring around her horn. “W-What is the meaning of this!?”

Both younger mares giggled before jumping on Rarity. The three of them rolled around the bed for a bit before the two Crusaders managed to subdue their target. “You ruffians! You despicable, treacherous scoundrels! Unhand me! Unhand me, I say!” She cried out while trying to fight against the much stronger hold of Apple Bloom and the tight grip of Scootaloo.

“Now, now, Rarity, we’re just here to help! You see, Sweetie Belle is worried that you may be beating yourself up a bit too much lately,” Scootaloo began.

“Yeah, she kinda entrusted us to ‘tie you up and help you ride the dragon’,” Apple Bloom said before presenting a thin black rope. “Now be a good mare and stay still, Ra-ri-ty~.”

Rarity was dumbstruck by the audacity of the fillies that she used to foalsit just a couple of years ago. Before she could properly scream at them and make their ears bleed with her legendary whining, Scootaloo gagged her mouth using one of her panties. “Mmmffhmm! Fffmmhhmm ggghmmhh ggaaaahmmm!” She cried out against the improvised gag while the two mares worked together to tie her arms behind her back. The rope was long enough to also reach her legs, binding her ankles together, preventing her from moving. Once they were done, the two mares picked her up and hauled her away in the same way she would do to a roll of fabric.

They soon arrived at Spike and Sweetie Belle’s room where the two Crusaders dropped her on top of the bed and left her there. Being a connoisseur of all things romantic (and more cheesy erotic stories than she would ever care to admit), she quickly deduced what the intent of leaving here there bound, powerless, and helpless meant. She glared with all her might, moaning and ranting through her balled-up panties at the two younger mares that were now leaving the room.

And all Scootaloo and Apple Bloom did was smile and wave at her.

Burying her face against the bedsheets, she groaned. With nothing better to do, she rolled to the side after a few minutes of silent sulking, finding a comfortable position for her to adopt and begin her wait, not knowing how long she’d have to be there until Spike walked through the room’s door frame.

Of course, that’s what’s going to happen. Uuuhhhhhh! Just you wait, Sweetie Belle. Once I get my hands on you I’m going to spank your behind until it beats red! She thought whilst laying there on the shared bed her sister and her boyfriend had been sharing and using for nearly a week now.

Minutes passed slowly, torturously so, leaving her alone with her thoughts and recollections. As she waited, she could smell the faint, lingering smell of sex in the air; of cum, both from her sister and Spike. She could picture them on the bed, fucking wildly, their hips meeting much like she had witnessed at the pool. Or in the gym the day before while he ‘aided’ Scootaloo to lift a bar. Or in the sauna, Spike giving Apple Bloom a back massage whilst pounding her ass from behind at the same time.

She could feel her pussy moistening with each passing memory, each one of them subtly replacing the other mares with her figure; enjoying what they had in the arms of the dragon that had captivated her thoughts ever since he left Ponyville. Time continued its flow, uncaring of her situation until, finally, she heard the distinctive steps of the dragon approaching the room.

Rarity froze, her heart skipped a beat as the handle turned and the door swung open. Their gazes met and Spike stopped where he stood. “...So that’s what they meant by surprise.”

“Sphiiige!” Rarity mumbled out. Whatever hopes of rescue she had were dashed away when she witnessed his half-erect member come to full attention just a moment before he began to slowly make his way towards her. She remained still, her heart beating fast while her nethers moistened with the countless scenarios playing in her mind regarding her current situation.

She kept her gaze glued on Spike until he reached the edge of the bed and began to crawl at her, almost as if he was a predator seizing up his next meal. His green, bright, beautiful eyes shone with hunger, lust… and a hint of love directed at her and only her. The unicorn didn’t realize the dragon had closed the distance between them until he was right in front of her. With a finger pressed against her shoulder, he flipped her onto her back and he crawled on top of her.

They stared into each other’s eyes for what felt like ages before he removed her wet, saliva-covered panties from her mouth, tossing them aside. “Hey.”

“H-Hey, Spikey-Wikey,” she replied, clearing her throat. She saw him give her a tender, charming smile at the same time she felt his rigid phallus smacking just above her clit. “...You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. I know I lost my chance to be with you a long time ago, my charming prince.”

Spike chuckled. “Rarity?”

“Yes?”

“Remember the Fire Ruby I gave you?” She nodded. “I gave it to you from the bottom of my heart. Have I ever mentioned ever regretting giving it to you or wanting it back?”

Rarity’s eyes widened. “B-But, I don’t deserve--”

“You deserve it and more, my beautiful Rarity,” stroking her cheek with the tip of his tail, he rubbed the tip of their snouts together for a few seconds. “We could never be together before due to my age and then your misguided guilt. But I accepted a long time ago that our friendship was far more precious than risking a romantic relationship,” he chuckled again. “And then… all of this happened.”

The two remained silent for several seconds until Rarity kissed his chin.

“We can… forget this ever happened… Can we?” She proposed, unsure of her words.

“Say that you don’t love me and I’ll stop right here, right now,” replied Spike in a serious tone. “Tell me, to my face, right now, that you don’t love me and could never see me as anything more than a friend and I’ll release you, Rarity. No tricks, no funny business, no nothing,” he pulled back, allowing her to see more of his persona. “I love Sweetie Belle so damn much… but I lied to her. I still have feelings for you. Mind you, they aren’t as single-minded as when I was younger, but my feelings are there, in my heart. Feelings that go beyond the love a friend should have for another.”

Rarity’s heart skipped a beat and she had to bit her lower lip just to prevent her from smiling widely. “You… still love me, Spike?”

“Hhhmmm,” he looked away for a few seconds before turning his attention back to her. “I think I worded that wrong. I thought I loved you before, Rarity. But then again, don't all crushes look like real love when you’re just a kid? Now, though, I know I love you. And in fear of repeating myself, I love you more than just a friend,” offering her a sincere smile, he continued. “The question is, do you? Don’t think about Sweets, Scoots, or Bloom. Don’t think about what was or what happened between us, Rarity. And don’t let any sense of guilt cloud your thoughts. Just answer truthfully. Do you love me?”

Rarity blinked. “What will happen if I say no?”

“I already told you, Rarity. This will come to an end. I don’t want to take this any further than you’re willing to go,” he replied.

“But… the girls?”

“Heh, they were more than open to ‘play’. Sweets pretty much urged me to take them on their offers. So I did. No second doubts there,” he ended with a hum.

She gulped, her legs were trembling, her horn felt numb, and her pussy was positively drenched. “...And if I say yes?”

Spike wasted no time to give her the widest, toothy grin he could give. “Then I’m going to fuck you until you pass out from a pleasure-induced coma. I’ll make you cum so much and fill your womb with my cum you won’t be able to walk straight until we leave.”

Rarity’s face turned bright red at his response. Her lips trembled and she felt a heat so intense in the mouth of her stomach that she nearly went insane. She stared deep into the green eyes of the dragon she loved, the same emeralds that once upon a time practically worshipped the ground she walked upon.

It was ironic how the tables had been turned around.

She lunged forth a moment later, catching Spike and his lips by surprise in equal measure. It only lasted a brief moment before the dragon returned the gesture in equal, near-animalistic fervor. Their tongues coiled together around the other, slurping, lapping, and tasting every inch that could be reached.

“Mmmmm~” Rarity moaned deeply, reverberating from her throat. Spike imitated her gesture with gusto, a growling rumble emerging from the depths of his lungs that made the mare quiver and tremble in excitement.

He broke the kiss tentatively, not wishing to rob the gorgeous mare of a wonderful moment so abruptly. But she complied with his actions, their lips separating with an audible wet sound as their tongues danced in the open. Taking advantage of his long appendage, Spike traveled south whilst Rarity continued to play with his tongue, flicking his forked tip with her blunt, soft end.

Reaching her breasts, he buried his face in between them, sniffing at them and nuzzling them heavily. “I’ve dreamt countless times about burying my face like I’m doing now in between your breasts, Rarity.”

“Is it everything you’ve imagined, Spikey-Wikey?” She asked in a sultry tone.

He smirked. “It’s even better. I’m sorry if I sound crass, but I love that big boobs run in the family. Sweetie’s tits are almost as big as yours, Rari,” he confessed.

She giggled at that. “Then enjoy them, darling. Make me yours, Precious Scales. I’m all yours for the remainder of our escapade.”

That made the dragon stop his nuzzling, his hands moving to grope her firm, soft tits and begin playing with her hard nipples, and look up to her face with a raised eyebrow. “So that means I can bend you over wherever I want and make you my mare, Rari?”

Blushing yet nodding, the unicorn licked her lips, setting his tongue free. “Let our little fantasy last for as long as it needs to before returning to reality,” she said still in that same sultry tone, though a hint of sadness was also weighing it down. “We still have to catch the monster behind my dear little sister’s assault.”

“Indeed we do, Rari,” trapping one of her nipples in between his lips, he began to suck and gently tease it with his fangs.

The mare moaned in pleasure, rubbing her legs together as much as she could, now starting to create a slowly expanding wet stain on the bedsheets below her. The playful sucking shifted to her other tender nipple, eagerly awaiting that same attention. “S-Spiiiikeeeee~,” she breathed out in a sigh. He played with her breasts, kneading them with his hands for milk that wouldn’t come, but the waves of thrilling, shivering pleasure were fantastic nevertheless.

Using his tail, Spike wriggled it in between her legs until he reached the rope keeping her legs bound. A tug and a snap later, they were free. He was about to do the same to the rope holding her arms behind her back when Rarity stopped him.

“Wait! L-Leave those on,” she stammered, embarrassed, but only slightly.

Spike let out a guffaw.

“I’m serious!”

“Really now? I never took you for one to have that kind of fascination, Rari. The more you know~,” he replied in a teasing tone. Returning his right hand to grope firmly on her breast, he continued. “What about the ring?”

“Leave that, too,” she gulped. “I may not be a strong magic user, but being unable to use it is… kind of thrilling?”

“I’d say,” moving his left hand below, slowly dragging the blunted tips of his claws across her smooth, white skin until he came to a halt a few inches above her nether region. With an open palm, he pressed directly against where her vaginal tunnel and fertile, waiting womb was located underneath her warm, alabaster flesh. “I can feel you clenching already, Rari. Do you want to have sex that badly?”

Blushing intensely, the unicorn nevertheless smiled at him in a sensual, luscious air. “Shut up and ravage me, you overgrown oaf,” she commanded, parting her legs as wide as she could in an open invitation.

Spike let go of her breasts, but not without giving them a final squeeze before moving up again to kiss his one-time crush once more. The kiss was far more passionate this time around, both parties desiring nothing more than to express their mutual feelings over anything else. Whilst the kiss continued, Spike spread his legs apart in a kneeling position, giving him the angle he needed to penetrate Rarity’s drenched, warm pussy.

He guided his cock until the tip kissed her entrance. A few years back I would’ve given anything to be in this position. And now it’s a reality, and it’s all thanks to my adorable, talented, sexy, and incredibly kinky girlfriend, Spike thought as he teased the alabaster unicorn by rubbing his cockhead up and down her labia; teetering on the edge of ramming his cock deep inside and ensure he’d give her a helping serving of his baby batter but never breaking through.

“Nnnngghhh!” Rarity moaned, crossing her legs behind her dragon’s back; her eyes set on him with blushing cheeks, frowning eyes, and labored breathing. “Fuck me, Spike!”

The dragon’s eyes widened and fire erupted in his chest. He smiled, baring his fangs hungrily at her. Then, using his most suave voice possible, he said. “As you wish, My Lady~.”

“AAaaaahhhhhyyyyyyeeeeeessssss!” Rarity screamed as she used her legs to capture her dragon in a tight embrace, forcing him to finish what he had started. Her pussy burned with excitement as a hot rod of draconic might pierced through her walls, spreading her to a not uncomfortable degree and filling her with all the love, lust, and feverish desire he could muster.

He stopped halfway just to pull back as much as he could before ramming his cock inside her cunt again, reaching only slightly deeper than before. Rarity moaned wildly, her tied hands clenched into fists with each thrust of her beloved gentledragon. “Make love to me, Spike,” she managed to breathe out in between moans. “Make me feel loved, my Prince~!”

“Rrrgghh!” He growled in response, shoving his entire member inside her pussy until his tip made contact with her innermost wall. I’ll do more than that, Rarity. I’ll make you my mare. MINE! He thought as his pupils, already shaped like slits, became thinner, sharper and his green irises seemed to glow with a fierce thirst for domination.

He wasn’t a particularly harsh lover, far from it. He could put up an act if need be and take charge of the situation, but what he was feeling now was unlike anything he’d experience prior to his arrival at the Villa, made all the worse thanks to enduring several days of constant teases, innuendos, and outright proposals to spread the love around.

No… I’ve been feeling like this since before that…, he managed to ponder on that for only a second, but the answer, as always, eluded him. He couldn’t think straight these past few days and he seemed unable to focus on anything that wasn’t his girlfriend or any of his other friends. And certainly not when Rarity’s screams stroked the burning flames in his chest much in the same fashion a blacksmith would feed a furnace.

Constant wet, hard slaps echoed around the room, only surpassed by Rarity’s constant moaning.

“AAahhh!! Yess! Yeeeesssss! Deeper! Kyyaaahhh! H-Harder! F-Fuck me, Spikey-Wikey! Yesyesyesyesyes! M-More! More!”

Spike chuckled, shifting his stance to deliver slower but harder thrusts and allowing him to stay on top of her feeling her large, bouncing breasts moving against his chest while he stared at her face, delighting himself with her expressions. “That’s so nice of you to confirm it, Rarity. Now I know Sweets ain’t the only one loud in the family. Must be a sisterly thing~”

“S-Shut up and -aaahhhh!- r-ravage me, my love!” She replied, blushing harder than she already was.

The pounding continued for several minutes with occasional shifts in the rhythm, angle, and strength behind the plowing motions of the dragon claiming the fertile fields of the mare pinned beneath him. In and out, the wet slaps and the wanton moans of a mare in heat coupled with the loud, rumbling goals and snarls of a dragon echoed all over the Villa. The room had long-since been impregnated with the stench of sex, the covers of the bed were drenched, a testament to Rarity’s capacity to produce enough lubricant on her own without cumming once yet.

The unicorn was in cloud nine, getting pounded by the dragon she loved. But for said dragon, it wasn’t enough. He wasn’t a harsh lover… but something deep within him snapped.

In a quick motion, he managed to undo the leg lock Rarity had him in. grabbing her by the ankles, he spread her legs wide and pushed them up until they were resting beside Rarity’s head, shifting into a viennese oyster position.

“MINE!” Spike roared before delivering a hard, deep thrust upon a confused and surprised Rarity.

“OHMYDIAMOOOOOONDS!” She screamed a moment later. Her world turned into a white veil and all noise except for that of her beating heart vanished when the most powerful orgasm of her life sent her over the edge.

But to Spike, that was only the beginning. Rearing his hips, the dragon began to thrust hard against Rarity’s cunt, his cock plunging deep inside her tight, clenching pussy.

“Rarityyyyy!” He cried out as he shut one of his eyes and lolled out his tongue as the pleasure was too much to endure as it was mixed with the primal need to breed, fuck, and claim the mare he once sought as his own. “MINE!”

“YES!” She exclaimed, unable to move and at the mercy of her scaly lover. “M-Make me yours, Spike!”

The heavy pounding continued with Spike taking full control of the entire situation. It was the first he had experimented with anything even remotely related to bondage, but he didn’t dislike it. Quite the other way around, in fact. Thanks to their new position, he was able to admire her bouncing breasts, her succulent soft nipples tempting him to play with them, to suck them. He was also able to see her heaving as sweat now ran freely all over her body and her blue eyes, teary and bright with joy, looked at him with all the hidden, suppressed love she harbored for the dragon currently plowing her.

“My, my~ Looks like Rarity is trying to steal your boyfriend, Sweetie Belle~,” came the teasing voice of Apple Bloom.

Glancing back at the entrance of the bedroom, Spike spotted Scootaloo, Apple Bloom, and Sweetie Belle just past the door’s frame looking at him having his way with Rarity. The sight of their curvaceous, sultry bodies and the erotic sheen in their eyes fueled him to fuck the eldest unicorn even harder, shaking the bed and threatening to break it.

Sweetie Belle approached, walking past her boyfriend only to kneel at the bed’s edge so that they could be at eye level. “Is that true, Rarity? Are you trying to steal my boyfriend away using your pussy?”

“Aaahhh! Mmmmhhmmm~! N-noooooooo~,” Rarity cried out in between non-stop moans.

“Betcha she’s lying. There ain’t no way she’s not enjoying it~,” teased Apple Bloom once more before smacking Spike’s rear. “Come on, Spike, give it to her!”

Embracing him from behind, Scootaloo chimed in. “Yeah! Don’t be a pussy, fuck it instead like you mean it!”

Spike roared, his hips breaking into a mating frenzy with the singular goal of making his mare cum hard rooted in his mind. I will not be taunted by my mares!

Rarity came a few moments later for a second time that day, howling like a whore in heat whilst her toes curled and her hands grasped at the sheets beneath her.

“Look at her go!” Scootaloo said, grinning. “Heeeey, Spikey, why don’t you fuck us like that, too? Are you afraid we’ll break or something?”

“Grrrrnnngggg!” Was his answer.

“Uhhhhh! Ah have an idea! Why don’t we try anal? Applejack always said it feels great!” Flopping next to them, she presented her rear to Spike and spread her cheeks wide enough to expose her tail hole. “I betcha is tighter than my pussy, yah big lug~”

“Heeeeey, if he’s going to fuck somepony’s ass around here it’s going to be mine first! He’s my boyfriend, after all. You’re just here to enjoy the ride. Riiiiiight, Spikey?” Sweetie Belle sang before kissing his cheek sweetly.

His rampant imagination, having four wonderful mares around him, breeding his long-time crush, and all of their ideas and encouragement were more than enough to push him over the edge. With a deep, rumbling snarl, he hilted Rarity one last time before depositing everything his churning balls could deliver straight into her womb. When it was overrun a few moments later, small spurts of white seed came out from the edges of the otherwise perfect seal created by his cock and her vaginal opening.

Something that was even more impressive since she was milking him dry from the very start. When it was over, Spike withdrew his hips until his cock was free from the velvety confines of her cunt, spraying the leftover cum that still clung to his shaft all over her belly. He let go of her legs next, but though he expected Rarity to move them down, and probably would have, what happened was contrary. Scootaloo helped him sit back and make way for Sweetie Belle, now using her magic to keep her sister’s legs in place while she moved to face the older unicorn’s gaping, cum-filled, well fucked snatch.

Sweetie Belle licked her lips. “Bon appetit~” she sang before diving her tongue deep within her sister’s cunt only for her to then suck loudly and greedily. She moaned even louder, enjoying her delicious morsel.

Spike watched the exchange happen and heard Rarity’s incoherent moans; the poor mare deprived of the luxury of having her senses returned for a little while longer. But what he did see made him hard once more, ready to breed and fuck and mate with another of his mares. He could hear the loud gulps of his girlfriend and he could clearly see how her throat bulged slightly with each gulp of the seed he had so generously deposited inside Rarity’s fertile womb.

“Psst, Spike,” Apple Bloom whispered while Sweetie Belle was preoccupied with eating her sister out. “You’re not done, are you? I kinda want a go, too. Watching you nail Rarity like that made me a bit jealous,” she confessed, blushing slightly whilst pressing herself against his chest. Scootaloo did the same but from behind, her hands idly fondling his balls while his cock throbbed against the earth pony’s strong, fit stomach.

Looking at Sweetie Belle again, he found himself remembering the state he had found Rarity in. Then, he smirked. “I think I have an idea.”

Sweetie Belle could hear that her friends and boyfriend were whispering about something, but she set it aside for the moment. She was having too much fun sucking the cum of her beloved dragon out of her sister’s (currently) gaping pussy. Though she couldn’t blame her, she always ended in a similar fashion after a session of passionate fornication with her boyfriend.

Now that I think about it… he’s been acting weird lately, she thought as another mouthful of baby batter slime descended down her gullet. I mean, yeah, he’s a dragon and dragons have a lot of stamina, or so Smolder claims… but he’s been a bit more aggressive than before, in a good way! She giggled to herself. I wonder if he’s just so pent up and now that we’re an item and the girls and Rarity are fair game, too, he doesn’t know what to do? She thought deeply, closing her eyes as the last of the tasty dragon seed she could reach entered her mouth and went down her throat, moaning deeply as she did so.

Giving her sister’s clit a parting kiss and having it perform a mini-orgasm, she smiled. “I think I’m going to switch to an all-Spike-cum diet, Spikey~,” she teased before turning back to face him, but to her confusion, she found him alone, smiling wily. “Where are the girls?”

That’s all she got before the remaining Crusaders jumped her from the sides. Scootaloo slipped the inhibitor ring that they had used on Rarity on Sweetie Belle’s horn, cutting her off. Then, faster than the unicorn could cry ‘Uncle’, Apple Bloom tied her hands behind her back.

“H-Hey! What gives!?” Sweetie Belle protested before turning to Spike. “Spike! Help me!”

He raised a finger and moved it from side to side slowly. “You’ve been a very naughty filly, Sweets. And as your boyfriend, I think you deserve some time-out~”

“You must be joking!” Sweetie Belle protested, blushing. Then, she put on her most innocent, cutesy face that her fans adored. “Pleeeeease~? I promise I’ll be a good filly now~”

“Nope,” he chuckled, moving closer to her before scooping her. “Oh? You’re not fighting?”

She nuzzled his chest. “You’re my boyfriend and the dragon I love. I know you’re just playing around, Spikey,” she said, ending with a kiss to his chin.

“How many times do I have to tell you? Being cute, sexy, and/or adorable doesn’t work with me, Sweets?” Then, he placed her on the chair in front of the vanity mirror. Scootaloo and Apple Bloom, who had followed him closely, moved quickly to secure their friend to the chair with tight but not damaging ropes. Her legs were strapped to the front legs of the chair, a set of ropes crossed over her breasts and around her stomach, further securing her to her temporary prison.

Her arms were carefully placed behind the chair’s back, completely immobilizing her. And while the chair wasn’t bolted or anything, tilting would be pointless. So all she could do was whine. “Hey! HeeeeeEEEEeeeyyyy! I lent you my boyfriend, the same one you’ve been wanting to ride and fuck just as much as I have and now you betray me!?” Sweetie Belle protested, although her anger was lacking and her cheeks burned bright with a pink blush.

“Betrayal? Nononono, we could never! Think of it as… due punishment,” Scootaloo replied, grinning, while Apple Bloom giggled; both mares pressing their bodies against Spike.

“Betrayal! Betrayal I say!” The green-eyed unicorn cried out.

“Is it betrayal if it was my idea?” Spike asked and Sweetie Belle stopped her protests. “You put Rarity through something similar, Sweets. I think it’s only fair if you go get some payback. Don’t worry, it won’t be for long. I’m not that cruel.”

“B-B-But… that’s not faaaaiiiiir!” She cried out, moping.

Smacking the asses of the two beautiful mares at his sides at the same time before caressing their bodies until he groped one of their breasts each, the dragon lured them back onto the bed in time to catch Rarity climbing down from her post-orgasmic height.

Sweetie Belle watched, biting her lower lip as she did, how Scootaloo kissed her boyfriend, their tongues coming forth to battle while Apple Bloom sat him on the edge of the bed. The pegasus gently pushed Spike onto his back before ending the kiss and jumping on his face, straddling him. Meanwhile, Apple Bloom guided her rear to meet the tip of his throbbing cock. It found the opening of her pussy a moment later and she sat down.

“Aaaawwwwffuuuuck! B-Better than any dildo I’ve ever used!” The apple farmer moaned a bit louder than usual, all whilst giving her unicorn friend a playful glance. Then, she began to spear herself on Spike’s phallus, slowly bouncing on his lap while he ate Scootaloo’s cunt out.

Sweetie Belle sighed. Unable to move, use her hands, or her magic, she resolved to watch her boyfriend do exactly what she wanted him to do: let go of inhibitions and fuck them hard and fast. It wasn’t her original plan, but it worked all the same. Making sure they wouldn’t see it, she smirked and bit her tongue to avoid doing anything else while she stared at Rarity, now back in action, capturing Scootaloo’s lips in a hungry, sexual kiss.

The room was soon filled once more with the cacophony of moans, the now wonderful sound of flesh meeting scales, the scent of sex, and the heat that turned their room into a sauna. It was going to be an eventful afternoon, she was sure of it.

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“Come on, you lazy fucks, everything needs to be ready for when Sweetie Cunt reappears!” Cozy Glow barked the orders at her two henchmen. “Nail that fucking chair to the ground and do it quick! We still need to close off the leakage outside and finish off soundproofing the damn room. Snails, did you bring everything I asked?”

“Sure thing, Cozy! The shiny rods, the pinching clampies, and these funny things!” He said before shaking on a large dildo.

“Keep everything on that corner and go help Snips,” she ordered before turning her attention to the pipe she was mending. She wasn’t trying to fix the thing, far from it, in fact. The pipe was busted open, rusted, and nearly destroyed by the time she discovered it, but with a bit of handiwork, she managed to set it up just right to damage it even more in a very purposeful manner and make it so that she could control the flow of the gas when the moment came. Oh, it will come, but not after I have my fun. Sweetie Belle will pay for that dreadful night! The pegasus thought, gritting her teeth in anger.

For a split moment, her neck hurt, a muscle cramping enough for her to take notice of it. Diverting her attention for a short notice, she saw Snips whistling while using a reinforced plastic hammer to long, thick nail a chair to the ground; there was no way she was going to risk a spark from forming. She was about to cast her attention back to the task at hand when a sudden spark of curiosity entered her mind. “Snips.”

“Yeah, Glow?” He replied, offhandedly.

“I couldn’t give less of a fuck about your life or your past but… didn’t you and Snails used to be friends with that dragon poser and Sweetie Cunt when you were snotty foals?” Cozy Glow asked, nonchalantly.

“Eh, kinda. Did Silver Spoon tell you or something?” He asked in return.

“Psshh, be lucky I bothered to remember that. She’s a fucking blabbermouth when she’s drunk, always bitching about her father and cousins, blergh,” the pegasus spat. “So, since you were friends, how come you are trying to snuff her out?”

Snips shrugged. “Like I said, kinda. It didn’t last, though. We were classmates, but that was about it. Spike, that asshole, was always fanning himself to be soooooo superior to everypony else. The prick, always pretending to be cool but he pushed us aside when that shitty excuse for a Princess got her wings. As for Sweetie Belle? I asked her out once, but the cunt flipped me over and laughed. ‘I’m sorry, but I love another one’. HAH! Bullshit! I was a bit chubby back in the day, but look at me now, you shriveled pretender!” He laughed loudly, his voice echoing all over the abandoned basement. “My beautiful Diamond Tiara gave us a place at her side, we owe her everything.”

Wow… I knew they were fucking losers, but they take the fucking cake. Well, Snails is an idiot that barely knows what day it is, so I guess I wasn’t too far off from what I expected. Damn, I wonder what Tiara had to do to put a leash under these two bumbling imbeciles? Cozy Glow thought at the same time she nodded, pretending that she cared enough to listen to his bitching. “So you have no qualms whatsoever?”

“I really don’t care what happens to her or any of those other bastards,” Snips shrugged, again. “Scare her off, maim her, kill her. Don’t give a rat’s ass as long as my Goddess is content and happy… and I finally get a chance to treat her like a bitch for once,” he chuckled. “Speaking of that, you ain’t pulling back on us after we’re done here, right? I really want to try spit-roasting you. What about you, Snails?”

“I like the red one!” Snails replied, holding aloft a red plastic screwdriver. “It’s pretty.”

“...Whatever,” Cozy Glow sighed. “Just finish your damn jobs and you’ll get your rewards. You’re fucking lucky your cocks are actually worth a damn,” silence returned between the three ponies and she smirked, unseen by her henchmen. “I want to hear you screeeeaaaam~,” she whispered only loud enough for her to hear.

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Spike felt released and yet at the same time constricted by his own feelings. Even as he laid on the (mostly ruined) bed he had spent a couple of hours quite literally fucking Rarity, Apple Bloom, and Scootaloo on with a now free and mildly angry Sweetie Belle by his side, he was still uneasy. “Have I told you I’m sorry, Sweets?”

“Hmph!” Sweetie Belle snuggled to his chest, pouting. “Shut up, I’m mad at you.”

Spike chuckled. “And you’re snuggling to me because…?”

“Because you’re cozy and warm and I love you. But I’m angry, so snuggle me and no funny business!” Said the unicorn in as half warning, half order. Silence returned between the two for a few seconds until she breathed in deeply against his sweaty scales. “Is this your sweat?” She sniffed him deeper. “You smell so nice… which doesn’t mean I’m forgiving you for tying me up and forcing me to watch while you fucked our friends and my sister, dummy,” she sniffed again. “W-Why are you sweating? You have scales, aren’t you a reptile?”

“Dragons aren’t reptiles. Not even closely related,” he said while dragging the tip of his claws along her back. “I love how you smell, too, Sweets. Milky and sweet, like honey and peaches,” sniffing her mane, he continued. “Makes me want to eat you.”

“...I’m still angry…”

“You were asking for it, you naughty, kinky vixen~,” he replied, then kissed the base of her horn. “Good… you feel… good… mine… my mare,” he said whilst at the same time his senses became sharper again, the gnawing hunger at the forefront of his very being returned once more; his thoughts cloudy, murked with desire and an insatiable, burning lust that burned his insides. Suddenly, he growled and gently pushed his girlfriend aside for a moment.

“Are you alright, Spike?” Sweetie Belle asked, her anger subsided for the moment as she began to worry.

“N-No… I don’t think so… there’s something wrong with me,” Spike replied, groaning. Even though the room was now in near-total darkness save for a bit of light coming from the moon, Spike could see everything around it as if it was broad daylight.

“Do you want me to call for the girls?” She asked, placing a hand on his chest. “Whoa! You’re burning up, Spike! Is that normal for a dragon?” She asked, wanting to close the distance between them but her boyfriend kept her back with a single hand.

“No… I just n-need to cool off,” replied Spike, tossing their covers off. A small wave of heat followed his action and he moved to the bathroom without saying anything. When he was about to enter, he smiled back at the white unicorn. “I’m just going through a small growth spurt, Sweets. I kinda get like this whenever they happen,” he lied right off the bat, not wanting to worry her too much. To his relief, it worked.

Sweetie Belle let out a loud sigh of relief before laying back on the bed. “Uffff! What a relief! For a moment I thought you were going to burn up or something,” giggling, she winked at him and smacked one of her asscheeks. “Be back soon, okay? I need my cuddle partner~”

“S-Sure thing!” Replied the dragon with difficulty. Stepping into the bathroom, he quickly turned on the cold water, each droplet hissing against his scales upon contact until the hissing stopped. “Oh my stars, that’s so much better!” Looking down, he found his cock throbbing like mad despite the cold water raining down on him. “Hey, what’s the big idea, hmm? We practically spent the whole day fucking four -well, three, all things considered- mares, thank you very much. Wasn’t that enough?” He groaned when his cock twitched in response.

He spent the next twenty minutes under the cold water, but no matter what, he couldn’t stop thinking about Apple Bloom’s breasts, or Scootaloo’s thighs, or Rarity’s ass and curvaceous body. “Or Sweetie Belle…,” he muttered, defeatedly. Closing the shower, he quickly cleaned himself and stepped out of the bathroom, ready to jump into bed. Opening the door the sight of a peacefully sleeping Sweetie Belle greeted him. Smiling, he climbed onto the bed as slowly as possible, not wanting to disturb her slumber.

Closing his eyes, Spike drifted into a treacherously quick sleep and felt like he was falling. When he hit the bottom of what seemed to be an endless abyss, his fire returned, this time-consuming everything around him. Time passed around the sleeping pair. Minutes at first, then an hour without incident until Spike began to shift around. “B-Breed,” he muttered in his sleep. “Fuck. Breed. Rut. Must breed. Spike want breed. Breed mares. My mares, must fuck.”

The dragon continued to mumble in his sleep while his body began to move on its own, driven solely by instinct.

Moving on top of his girlfriend, Spike began to snarl and growl while Sweetie Belle mumbled gibberish in her sleep. The covers were removed and tossed to the ground before the dragon placed his hands firmly at each side of his mare’s head and lowered himself to pin her to the bed with his cock positioned at the entrance of her pussy.

“F-Fuck. Breeeeed,” he slurred before planting his snout against Sweetie Belle’s neck. Sniffing her scent directly, he began to push inside her, his cock easily sliding in between her vaginal folds.

“Mmmmm~ Spiiiikeeeey,” Sweetie Belle moaned in her sleep, moving her right leg to intertwine with her lover’s leg.

Inch by inch he moved forth until he found himself balls deep inside his girlfriend. The two let out a pleased moan and cuddled tightly, their bodies enjoying the closeness and the intimacy of the moment. Then, he started to move in and out of her with slow, calm thrusts that were closer to humping rather than thrusting.

Sweetie Belle moved her arms around her beloved dragon’s back and squeezed him tight, her body reacting naturally to his actions. The couple’s moans soon filled the room even though they were little more than gasps, muffled throaty moans, and sharp exhalations that grew in number while Spike’s hips collided with Sweetie Belle’s.

“Ggggrrrmm!” Spike groaned, opening his mouth and releasing a wave of sauna-hot heat directly against his girlfriend’s neck. She shuddered and moaned louder while he hilted himself inside her pussy and released a cup-worth of cum inside her womb. Their coupling took two minutes, if that, since there was no way for them to control their actions. She sighed, enjoying the warmth spreading through her belly but he wasn’t done yet. “M-More… must breed more. Spike wants!”

Snarling once more, the dragon opened his eyes, but instead of his usual emerald shine a blanket of fiery green color and nothing else. Baring his fangs and puffing out his chest, his whole body began to change, but unlike his previous emotional induced growth spurt, this one was more controlled. All of his muscles bulged out slightly, he grew a few inches taller, and his soft complexion turned sharper but not dangerous.

His quick metamorphosis completed, he began thrusting his hips again though harder and with more purpose. Sweetie Belle’s body moved up and down with each thrust, her large, juicy, milky breasts bouncing in tandem to his movements. So much so that they caught Spike’s attention and he adjusted his position enough to allow him to freely suckle on her nipples. “Mmmmhiinneee~” he hissed while smoke escaped from his nostrils.

“S-Spike, f-fuuck, j-just like that mmmffff! D-Deeper, harder! T-that feels so wonderfuuuuul~,” Sweetie Belle muttered in her sleep, her nails trying to scratch Spike’s back.

White seed began to ooze out of her pussy with each thrust as their movements displaced what was deposited mere moments ago, providing extra lubricant for the dragon to increase the speed and strength of his bucking hips. The bed started to shake slightly under the pressure of the two lovers, their bodies entangling and binding together to show their affection without realization.

“Nnggghh!” Spike groaned once more. He was overstimulated and the tight squeezing pussy of his mare was quick to draw a second volley of baby batter directly from his testicles. “M-Mate! Mate! Breed!” He hissed the words over and over again, barely louder than whispers while at the same time refusing to stop moving his hips even as he climaxed. His seed soon began to overflow and pour out of his girlfriend’s foal birthing hole in enough volume to also push his cock out. “Breeeed…”

Wanting to re-enter her pussy, Spike began to blindly push his diamond-hard cock against her crotch, soon finding his desired hole… or close enough.

“Aaaahhhh!” Sweetie Belle moaned loudly, her legs clamping around his waist a moment after his cock pierced her asshole, taking her anal cherry along with it. And yet, Spike hammered her tail hole with the same fervor he had shown to her pussy, fucking her with hard, deep thrusts that rocked her entire body.

It continued until the white mare started to open her eyes. It didn’t take long for her to suddenly be brought into a full sense of alertness as a wave of pleasure and other sensations nearly overwhelmed her in one single swoop. “S-Shhhpiiggee!?” She slurred under her breath, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as the cumulative pleasure of her orgasm and the anal fucking she was receiving hit her in full.

“Spi-hii-iiike! W-What are you -aaah!- d-doing!?” Sweetie Belle managed to ask, now able to see her boyfriend sucking on her tits and plowing her ass to his heart’s content. Her cries died in her throat when the dragon having his way with her body captured her lips and shoved his tongue down all the way to the back of her mouth; his prehensile, thin yet deceptively strong appendage instantly dominating her, preventing her from uttering anything more than guttural moans. “Ggggrrrrllmm! Sppkkkeeegg!” She tried to cry out, to protest against the abuse her tender, sensitive tail hole was receiving, but Spike didn’t listen.

A powerful snarl rumbled from the depths of his throat, making her shudder in just a tinge of fear and enough excitement to light her fire, making her release a mini-orgasm. As pleasure filled her mind just as her boyfriend’s cock filled her ass, she was suddenly aware of how her legs were wrapped around his back and her arms tightly wrapped behind his back; her hips moving and urging him to fuck her faster, harder, deeper.

What in the world got into him? She asked herself, though the answer came a few seconds later when she saw his eyes. A gasp got tied up in between their tongues, her eyes fixated on the pupilless, all-green, glowing, unblinking eyes of her boyfriend. Then she started to feel the other changes his body had apparently gone through. Relatively minor, but she could tell right away that something was wrong with her beloved Spike.

The need to breathe seemed to be too much for them both and Spike ended the kiss a few seconds after, spittle bridges and globs of it flowing in between their mouths. “Spi-ahh!-iike! S-Snap out of it! Y-you're… oh my Celestia! You’re g-going through a greed spurt!”

“N-No!” Spike replied angrily at the same time he started to fuck her harder. “Mate is mine! Mate! Breed! Must breed my mates! S-Sweets… must fuck-breed Sweets!” He hissed in his delirium.

“Oh… Oh you silly d-dragon,” pulling him closer to her chest, her expression changing from that of a pleasure-stricken mare to one moved by emotion, she had to fight to avoid getting teary-eyed even whilst he was ravaging her asshole. “I’m here, Spike… I’ll -nngghhh!- I’m here, my love,” she whispered sweetly, their eyes meeting.

“...S-Sweetie Belle…” Spike said in a last moment of clarity before growling, showing his fangs and going as deep as he could go before cumming.

“Mmmmfff!” Sweetie Belle moaned, closing her eyes and embracing her beloved dragon. Moaning softly at the pleasant sensation of his warm cum spreading inside her rectum. “Ohhhh fuuuuuckkkkk, it feeels sooo weird~” she sang while her entire body trembled in delight.

To her surprise, Spike pulled out and her legs collapsed on her. Unable to move them freely, she could only watch as he climbed over her until he stopped at her chest. Grabbing her large breasts, he sunk his cum-stained cock in between them and pressed hard against his cock.

“L-Let it all go, Spike. I-I’m heeeheeeheereee!” Sweetie Belle exclaimed while at the same time she tried not to giggle and moan at the same time. The rocking of his hips went back and forth and her breasts bounced despite the tight grip they were held in. I’ve never done this before but it feels nice all the same, I just wish I wasn’t so ticklish! She thought while Spike continued to pound her tits, each strike connecting the underside of her juggers with his groin.

Puzzlingly, he came to a sudden halt before climbing further up. This time she was ready for him and willingly opened her mouth in time to receive his hot, pulsating phallus. She wrapped her lips around his cock and began to suck while her tongue served as a carpet for easy movement.

A gesture he took full advantage of when he unleashed his lust to facefuck her.

“Ggghmmm! Ssshcchhmmm!” The unicorn moaned and gurgled at the same time around her boyfriend’s cock, desperately trying to help him overcome whatever he was going through. Is this my fault? Did I cause him to become like this? Did I push him too far? She managed to ask herself while Spike’s thrusts turned erratic and disjointed. I hope I didn’t create a SO HOT! “MMMMMPPHHHHH!”

Sweetie Belle’s eyes widened when Spike hilted against her mouth, her throat naturally clenching around his dick, milking it for all it was worth. However, despite his deep intrusion, his cum was unleashed directly in her throat; cum that was almost too hot to withstand. She drank it out of pure reflex and the desire to not choke on cum. Powering through the ordeal until Spike pulled his cock back; his still impossibly hard cock, was she able to breathe, cough, and moan again.

“Breed mates! Breed! Fuck! Rut!” Spike growled, his lust unsated. Unblinking and uncaring of anything besides quenching his bottomless drive, he dismounted his girlfriend’s chest only to then flip her over with ease. She was unable to present her rear to him, so he simply spread her legs until she was doing a perfect split to reveal her leaking asshole and pussy. Moving behind her, he thrust blindly until he found her pussy and rammed himself inside her flower once more.

“Spiiiiiikkkeeeee!” She screamed into the pillows before biting on them hard. Then, the bed began to rock back and forth in tandem with his hard, animalistic strikes. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head when a sudden orgasm coursed through her body, destroying the last semblance of dignity and mental clarity at her disposal. It was unorthodox, it was borderline brutal, and she would endure it for the sake of her boyfriend. No matter the cost. “Fuuuck me, Spikey! Fuck me moooooreee~” she sang incoherently whilst biting on the pillows, tearing the fabric apart, and hitting the bed with her fists while he hit her cervix with the tip of his phallus without stop.

H-How much longer can he keep this up? She thought moments before Spike shot another thick load of baby batter deep inside her womb, his hips never ceasing their breeding purpose.

Sweetie Belle took everything her boyfriend had to give (not that she had any other choice) and to find herself wanting by the end of it. She had been thoroughly fucked, bred, rutted, mated, and brought into the cusp of insanity over the course of who knows how many hours of relentless pounding and even more positions she never even thought possible. She had to thank the stars that her body was flexible enough to put up with Spike’s… creative mood, that was for sure. Her pussy, ass, breasts, and mouth had been used and abused to the point that when morning came the next morning, the entire Villa reeked of sex, she was just about ready to faint, and Spike was still going strong.

Out of the corner of her vision, she found her salvation in the form of Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and Rarity entering the room only to find the ruined bed and everything else, really.

“S-Spike…,” she raised a hand at her friends and sister. Spike, driven by an invisible power, followed her hand. She raised a finger, pointed directly at the arrived trio. “Mates.”

Spike turned around to find the rest of his mates looking shocked, afraid, aroused, and surprised at the same time. “Breed! Must breed mates!”

“W-Wait, Spike!”

“Spikey-Wikeeeeey!”

“What’s wrong with you, dude!?”

That and the following moans of pleasure and hungry snarls of lust was the last thing Sweetie Belle heard before darkness overtook her. And yet, she was smiling widely the whole time, for she’d gotten the last laugh in the end.

Act 2 Part 7 End.

Author's Note

Special thanks to anyone that read this!

This marks the end of Chapter 2. Stay tuned for the third and final chapter which won't take this long to release, I promise!