Truth or Dare

by Game-BeatX14

Rating: mature
Tags: Random, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Porn, Fetish, Spike, Cutie Mark Crusaders
Length: 1696

During a late night game of spin the bottle, the Cutie Mark Crusaders dare Spike to use the cow milking machine on himself. Copious amounts of jizzing ensues.

During a late night game of spin the bottle, the Cutie Mark Crusaders dare Spike to use the cow milking machine on himself. Copious amounts of jizzing ensues.

Published 2020-12-03 23:10:01 UTC
Last updated 2020-12-03 23:10:01 UTC

Dragon Milk

Truth or Dare
By Game-BeatX14

It was late in the night at Sweet Apple Acres, around midnight. Spike, Apple Bloom, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle all sat in a far corner of the barn seated around each other in a cross shape. The lowered section of ceiling had an overhead light mounted to a rafter, which created a private and slightly intimate setting. The air outside was a little chilly, but a large pile of hay spread out on the ground provided them with much warmth and coziness. In the center of the mound was a small clearing with a large plastic soda bottle positioned on its side.

“Ok Apple Bloom, you go first.” Spike instructed.

The yellow farm pony nodded her head and gave the bottle a good spin with her hooves. After a few seconds, it slowed down and stopped while it was pointing directly back at Spike.

“Oooh, lucky you!” Sweetie Belle exclaimed.

“Come on, give him a good challenge!” Scootaloo urged.

Apple Bloom took a minute to think of how to start off the game. “Uh...” She looked around the area for ideas, her gaze stopping at a pile of farm equipment in the corner. Spike waited patiently for her to come up with a task. However, he wasn’t prepared for just how lewd things were about to get.

“I dare you... To stick your dick in the cow milking machine over there.”

The dragon’s eyes shot open wide like he had just seen a ghost. She gave him a smug grin, while Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo giggled playfully.

“W-what?! Come on Apple Bloom, can’t we do something a little less... weird?” He begged.

Sweetie Belle leaned over and rubbed a hoof on his shoulder. “Spike, you agreed to play. What’s wrong, are you a chicken?”

He shrugged. “Pffft, the only chicken here is Scootaloo.”

WHAP. He instantly regretted it as Scootaloo leaned over and smacked his left cheek with one of her tiny wings, giving him an extremely annoyed glare. They were surprisingly strong, given their size.

“Ow!” He yelped.

“Less old jokes, more milkin’ bud.” She winked.

Spike sighed and reluctantly got up. The social pressure from the three of their gazes was too much. “Alrighty then. Apple Bloom, hook me up so I can please get this over with...”

He leaned over a nearby metal bar that jutted out low from the wall, giving the perfect way to prop his body up. Apple Bloom quickly and expertly tied his claws to it with a piece of rope. It felt really weird being restricted, but he trusted her and knew she would never hurt him, so it wasn’t a big deal. She grabbed a nearby pump from the closest milking machine. The metal teat cup was connected to a long clear hose that went into a ten gallon reservoir. She eagerly flipped a red switch and turned the unit on. Phush phush phush phush. The sound it made was a rhythmic pumping combined with constant hissing suction. It sounded very strong, like a vacuum cleaner.

“Ah’ can’t put it on just yet, we need to wait until you’re nice and stiff.”

She held the teat cup in front of him, wiggling it enticingly. Spike gulped; he could see the black rubber lining expanding and contracting in a pulsing motion. Being tied up and knowing that machine was about to go on his cock gave him a massive boner. His dick began to expand out of its protected scaly sheath.

“A-are you s-sure this isn’t going to hurt?” Spike asked nervously.

Apple Bloom responded by touching the pump against her hoof to test the suction. SHWOOP! The hose contracted as it grabbed on to her skin firmly, creating a tight seal that required a fair bit of strength to yank off. Seeing the power of the machine had Spike at full mast now. At this point, he was getting extremely horny and no longer questioned the safety of such an act.

Sweetie Belle stared at the size of his cock. It was nearly seven inches long, with a scaly flared tip. “Dear Celestia, when did you get so big?”

Spike grinned confidently. “I may not be a fully grown dragon yet, but I’ve still got a lot to work with down there.”

Scootaloo watched from the side. The other two seemed so focused on ogling his massive schlong that it was becoming annoying. “Come on girls, what are you waiting for? Stop teasing him and hook the poor guy up!” She demanded. Apple Bloom nodded in response.

“Alright Spike, get ready!” She guided the teat cup towards his cock, her cheeks blushing red as she did so. Spike gulped in anticipation; time seemed to slow down. He felt so exposed, and so helpless. The pump was just an inch from his tip... He counted down in his head. Three. Two.

SHWFWUCK!

“Ooaaahhh!! AUGHhhhh...” His whole body shook as the milker swallowed up his cock like it was nothing. The inside lining felt like a blood pressure cuff, squeezing down and releasing about once per second on his throbbing member. The cup itself pulsated and shook, giving some extra stimulation. Not only did the pumping feel amazing, but the suction drove him mad. The constant rushing air encircled his cock, strengthening slightly every time the lining released. The pressure was painfully intense. He recalled the time he had used Twilight’s vacuum on himself, but this beast was even stronger.

Despite the embarrassing nature of being surrounded by three fillies in such a compromising position, he didn’t feel particularly bothered. The experience was so pleasurable that his surroundings seemed to fade away, leaving all his thoughts and energy reserved for his lower body. Spike began to sweat, the machine held absolute control over him and there was no resisting it. He began to thrust his hips back and forth, falling into a natural rhythm. He humped and fucked the hose like he was inside a mare. Suddenly, he gasped as the vacuum motor began ramping up.

“Woahhhh, aughhhh!”

Even Apple Bloom noticed the hose constrict a bit from the increased power. Spike squealed in pleasure... It appeared the milking machine was designed to automatically adjust to conditions. Registering no milk output, the suction gradually increased in a forceful attempt to extract milk from his ‘udder’. His heart began to beat faster. After a few cycles of tightening pressure, he wasn’t sure he could handle it.

“Gaaaaaahhh! OOOOOAAAHHHHhhhh...”

His moans were becoming pained and elongated. Apple Bloom put a hoof on his shoulder. “Are you feeling ok, Spike?” Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo joined in, trying to comfort him against the overwhelming device. He could hardly breathe. Suddenly, Spike’s eyes widened as he could feel himself edging closer to orgasm. His voice became raspy.

“Oh my god, oh shit, aughhh... It’s sucking so hard! Fuck!”

Moments after his cries, the suction and pulsing speed increased to their maximum strength. The teat cup tugged harshly at his crotch, and his throbbing cock was buried so deep within the pumping mechanism that the tip was visible all the way in the transparent tube.

Apple Bloom rubbed his chest with her hoof, trying to ease him ahead. “Come on Spike, you can do it!” He shook in anticipation, the pressure in his loins was becoming maddening.

“Aghhhh! *huff* Hnnnnng! *hurff* Huggghhh!”

Spike began to shake uncontrollably. The machine assaulted his sizeable cock, pushing his body to its limits. There was no turning back now... His toes curled as he slammed his hips forward and fucked the pump as hard as he could, giving in to carnal desire.

“OH BABY, SUCK THAT FUCKING CUM UP!”

Spike gasped in euphoria as the floodgates opened. He spasmed and came violently inside the hose as the entire world seemed to melt out of existence, leaving nothing but the incredible machine slurping his life away. It sucked the cum straight out of his urethra, draining him with a level of efficiency he never thought was possible. The hose turned white with his jizz as the machine chugged and siphoned it all away. Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo watched the liquid flow through, marveling at just how much he had to give.

It took an impressive fifteen seconds for his orgasm to finally taper off. Finally when he was done cumming, Apple Bloom reached over and turned the machine off. The sound of the whirring motor slowly died down and the teat cup popped off onto the floor, making a loud clattering sound against the wood boards. The only noise left was that of one panting and content dragon.

“Whew...” Spike inhaled in relief, feeling his now soft penis slap down against his thigh. Usually after masturbating he would still be a little hard, but the milking machine had completely drained him, sapping his cock of all its energy and leaving him totally limp-dicked. Not only that, but his whole body felt exhausted to the core. It was a strange contrast to feel so tired and empty after such an energetic orgasm.

“Girls, can you please untie me? I think I need to lay down for a minute...”

Apple Bloom quickly loosened the rope, letting Spike free. He stumbled forward and landed on his side in a pile of hay, then curled up into a fetal position, hugging his arms against his chest as his dick retracted into its sheath once again.

“Yo, are you ok man?” Scootaloo asked.

Spike tried to speak, but only a soft moan escaped his mouth.

“Guess those cow milkers are serious business, huh.” Sweetie Belle added.

Apple Bloom looked at the defeated dragon and smiled.

“Ah’ve always wanted to see what those machines would do to a guy, so I guess that answers the question.”

Spike didn’t hear any of them, as he was already falling asleep. The three fillies all looked at each other for a moment, then laid down together, resting their heads against his body. Apple Bloom nuzzled against the sleeping dragon, feeling the heat radiate from his scales.

“I guess it’s getting pretty late... A good night’s sleep does sound nice right now.”