THE NEXT DAY

“Are you sure, you 2 are ready to go?” asked Dusk as she finished packing her belongings

“Yes, darling, no offense, but, I’ve had enough of this cave… plus, I don’t think a cave is the best place for a “love nest” much less a place to procreate life,” Rarity said as she pressed her body onto Spike, making him blush

“I wholeheartedly agree with you, sister, this place is no place to raise them either,” Phantasia said as she appeared with her belongings

“Right… any way, what’s your plan once we get back to the kingdom?” asked Spike

“Have sex with you,” Dusk said

“Bare your children,” Phantasia said

“Marry you,” Rarity said, all at the same time while hugging Spike

“Oh,” Spike said getting a boner

“Someone is anxious,” Rarity teased

“Hey, girls, I know you’re happy, but, please don’t give Spike a “hard time”... yet… we still have to go before Celestia and the others, we need to look decent,” said Dahlia as she appeared from her and Chrysalis’ room with their belongings.

“Fair enough… Hey, where is Chrysalis?” asked Phantasia

“Waiting for us outside,” said Dahlia as she lifted her belongings and headed for the entrance of the cave, followed by the rest of the gang

As soon as they exited, they all almost had a nosebleed.

Before them was Chrysalis, on all fours, completely naked, her body attached to a carriage.

“My God,” said Rarity

“Oh don’t worry dear, She loves this kind of thing,” said Dahlia

“Really?!” Rarity asked

“Yeah! She is what we call a “Pureblood Masochist”, she loves to be at both ends, but prefers to be the receiver,” Dahlia said

“Still, this is…” Rarity

“Oh, Honey, this is very tame compared to other occasions,” said Dahlia as she continued to place the luggage in the cart

“Really?” asked Rarity

“Yeah, but, I don’t want to give you or those 2 any ideas, so, We’ll leave it at that, won’t we?” Dahlia asked Chrysalis who shook her head in agreement.

“If you say so,” said Rarity

“Excellent, now… GET A MOVE ON, YOU LAZY BITCH!!!” Dahlia said as she slapped Chrysalis in the butt, making her neigh and start pulling the carriage

“We so, have to try this!” both Phantasia and Dusk thought while turning red

“If this is tame… I wonder what they consider brutal… oh well, what really matters is that my Spikey-Wikey is alive and safe… I do wonder… how many Shys would he like for us to have?” Rarity thought blissfully

“It’s going to be a long day,” Spike said doing his best not to lose to his hormones

LATER THAT DAY (CANTERLOT ROYAL PALACE)

The grand hall of Canterlot Castle was filled with tension. Twilight paced back and forth, her wings twitching with anxiety. Fluttershy, seated nearby, wrung her hands, while Rainbow Dash punched a wall in frustration. Pinkie Pie’s hair was deflated, and Applejack tried to console her friends despite her own worries. Celestia, Luna, Cadance, and Shining Armor stood firm, their expressions a mixture of concern and resolve.

“We have to go after them!” Twilight’s voice cracked with desperation. “We can’t just sit here!”

“Twilight, you know we can’t risk it,” Celestia said gently but firmly. “The toxins in that area are too dangerous.”

“But they’re our friends!” Rainbow Dash shouted. “We can’t abandon them!”

“Please understand,” Luna added. “We must think rationally. Rushing in could mean more lives lost.”

Cadance stepped forward, her eyes filled with sorrow. “Shining and I want to save them too, but we can’t let our emotions cloud our judgment.”

Shining Armor nodded in agreement. “We need a plan, not reckless action.”

Just then, the grand doors of the hall creaked open, and the room fell silent. Spike, looking weary but unharmed, walked in, followed closely by Rarity. Behind them were Dahlia, Phantasia, and Dusk, their expressions wary as they were surrounded by guards with spears pointed at them.

“Spike!” Twilight screamed, her voice filled with relief and joy. She ran towards him, the others following suit. They all tackled Spike to the ground in a massive hug, tears streaming down their faces.

“Oh, Spike, thank God you’re safe!” Twilight sobbed, holding him tightly.

“We were so worried!” Fluttershy whispered, her tears soaking Spike’s shoulder.

“Don’t you ever scare us like that again!” Rainbow Dash said, her voice breaking despite her tough exterior.

“Thank heavens!” Rarity cried, joining the embrace. “I was so afraid we wouldn’t make it back.”

Pinkie Pie’s hair reinflated as she squeezed Spike with all her might. “I missed you so much, Spikey-Wikey!”

Applejack knelt beside them, her voice choked with emotion. “We’re just glad you’re alright, sugarcube.”

Spike, overwhelmed by the outpouring of love, could barely speak. “I missed you all too,” he managed to say, his voice thick with emotion. “It’s good to be home.”

Meanwhile, the guards kept their spears trained on the changeling women. Celestia stepped forward, her gaze stern. “Who are these women, Spike?”

“They’re not enemies,” Spike said, standing up and helping the girls to their feet. “This is Dahlia, Chrysalis’ sister wife, and these are Phantasia and Dusk, her adoptive daughters. They helped us escape.”

“Is this true?” Luna asked, eyeing the changelings suspiciously.

“Yes, Your Highness,” Dahlia said, her voice steady. “I worked to undermine Chrysalis’ plans from the shadows. Phantasia and Dusk have no loyalty to her schemes either.”

Cadence, sensing the truth in Dahlia’s words, spoke up. “If they aided Spike and Rarity, perhaps we should hear them out.”

Shining Armor looked skeptical but nodded. “Lower your weapons,” he ordered the guards. “But remain vigilant.”

Twilight wiped her tears and faced the changelings. “Thank you for helping my friends. We’ll listen to what you have to say.”

Rarity, still holding Spike’s hand, added, “They saved our lives. We owe them a chance to explain.”

Celestia nodded. “Very well. Let us move to the council chamber where we can discuss this further.”

The council hall was a grand room, with high ceilings and large windows that let in the morning light. As the group entered, the tension in the air was palpable. Celestia took her seat at the head of the table, with Luna, Cadence, and Shining Armor flanking her. Spike, Rarity, and the rest of the girls took seats around the table, while Dahlia, Phantasia, and Dusk stood at attention, their expressions solemn.

Celestia started the questioning. "Dahlia, can you tell us where Chrysalis is currently?"

Dahlia pointed towards the door. "I left her at the entrance gate of the Crystal Empire. One of the guards should be able to provide more details."

As if on cue, a guard rushed into the room, his face beet red. He hurried to Celestia’s side and whispered something in her ear. Celestia's face turned a bright shade of red, but she quickly composed herself.

‘Your majesty, the person in question was… ahem… left to our care at the northern gate,” said the guard

“Something wrong?” asked Celestia

“Well… she was left in a very… questionable situation,” the guard said

“How so?” asked Celestia

“she was naked and acting as a carriage horse, she had signs of torture, however, the misses over there said it was all part of the BDSM punishment she was made to do after her recent deeds, of course, once this was cleared we unhooked her and placed her in a cell,” the guard said

"Thank you, guard. You may return to your post," Celestia said, her voice steady despite her obvious embarrassment. She turned back to Dahlia. "What is your next plan?"

Dahlia took a deep breath. "I'm planning to take Chrysalis on the next train to Coltvas to reunite with our husband, King Sombra."

There were gasps around the room, but Celestia raised her hand to silence them. "King Sombra has been pardoned," she reminded them. "If Dahlia and Chrysalis wish to join him, that is their choice. Spike, Rarity, what can you tell us about this?"

Spike stood up. "Dahlia and Chrysalis only acted out because they believed Sombra was dead. Now that they know he’s alive, they deserve a chance to be with him."

Rarity nodded in agreement. "They saved our lives. They’ve proven they can change."

Celestia considered their words before nodding. "Very well. Dahlia, you and Chrysalis may go to Coltvas. But know that we will be watching. Any sign of betrayal and the consequences will be severe."

Dahlia bowed her head. "Thank you, Princess. You have our word."

Twilight turned her attention to Dusk and Phantasia. "And what about you two? What are your plans?"

Phantasia smiled warmly. "I want to be a teacher. I’ve always loved learning and sharing knowledge with others."

Dusk spoke up next. "I want to join the Coin Guard. And... we both want to be Spike’s wives and bear his children."

The room fell into a stunned silence. Rarity blushed and smiled, clearly having known about their intentions. Pinkie Pie giggled and clapped her hands excitedly. But the other girls in the room were less enthusiastic.

Twilight’s eyes narrowed, and she muttered under her breath, “Just what we needed, more competition.”

Rainbow Dash crossed her arms, grumbling, “Great, now we’ve got two more rivals. As if things weren’t complicated enough.”

Fluttershy’s cheeks turned pink, and she whispered, “Oh dear, this is getting crowded.”

Applejack shook her head, muttering, “Spike sure knows how to pick ‘em. This ain’t gonna be easy.”

Celestia raised an eyebrow at the murmuring but chose to address the situation diplomatically. "It seems Spike has quite the entourage. This will require careful consideration."

Spike, feeling the weight of the situation, looked at the girls surrounding him. "Everyone, I know this looks complicated, but I promise you, I’m fine, and I’ll take care of it,”

With the meeting concluded, Phantasia, Rarity, and Dusk immediately rushed over to Spike, their excitement palpable. “Excuse us,” Rarity said, trying to pull Spike away. “We have much... family planning to discuss.”

At the mention of “family planning,” the other girls, except for Cadence, Luna, and Celestia, exploded in jealousy. They muttered their poisoned words under their breaths, though none dared to speak out loud.

“Family planning? Seriously?” Twilight muttered, her eyes narrowing.

Rainbow Dash crossed her arms and grumbled, “Yeah, right. Bet they’re just trying to get a head start.”

Fluttershy’s cheeks turned pink, and she whispered to herself, “Oh dear, this is getting out of hand.”

Applejack shook her head, muttering, “They just got back and they’re already thinking about that?”

Pinkie Pie’s hair deflated a bit, and she pouted, “No fair! I want to plan a family party with Spike too!”

Celestia raised her hand to stop the four lovebirds from leaving. “Before you go, since you’ve been in contact with high amounts of toxins, you all need to be detoxified and spend the night in isolation. This includes Dahlia and Chrysalis.”

Rarity sighed but nodded in agreement. “Of course, Princess.”

Phantasia and Dusk looked disappointed but understood the necessity. “We’ll comply,” Phantasia said, her voice tinged with regret.

The guards escorted them away, leaving the remaining girls to stew in their thoughts.

Twilight was the first to speak. “We need to find a way to get closer to Spike. This is getting ridiculous.”

Rainbow Dash nodded. “Agreed. I’m not letting those changelings win Spike over without a fight.”

Applejack crossed her arms. “We need to show him that we care too.”

Pinkie Pie, her hair bouncing back to its usual fluffiness, added, “Let’s throw him a party! A ‘Welcome Back and We Love You’ party!”

Fluttershy, meanwhile, was deep in thought. She looked down at Angel, her pet bunny, who was looking up at her with an almost knowing expression. “What do you think, Angel?” she whispered. Angel thumped his foot and gave her a pointed look, as if urging her to take action.

Taking a deep breath, Fluttershy made a decision. “I’ll... I’ll jump him tonight,” she whispered to herself, her face turning crimson. She knew it wasn’t in her nature to be forward, but Angel’s insistent look gave her the courage she needed.

As the group dispersed, each girl began to formulate their own plans. Twilight started organizing a study session, hoping to connect with Spike over their shared love of knowledge. Rainbow Dash planned a daring adventure, believing that a bit of thrill might bring them closer. Applejack decided to bake Spike’s favorite treats, thinking that the way to his heart might be through his stomach. Pinkie Pie, of course, started planning an elaborate surprise party.

Fluttershy, on the other hand, spent the afternoon preparing herself. She took a long bath, brushed her hair until it shone, and donned a simple yet elegant dress. As night fell, she made her way to Spike’s quarters, her heart pounding in her chest. Angel hopped along beside her, his presence a comforting reminder of her resolve.

When she reached Spike’s door, she took a deep breath and knocked softly. The door creaked open, and Spike, looking surprised but pleased, greeted her. “Fluttershy? What brings you here?”

Fluttershy blushed, looking down at her feet. “I... I wanted to talk to you, Spike. It’s... it’s important.”

Spike stepped aside, letting her in. “Of course. Come in.”

As she entered, she took a moment to gather her thoughts. “Spike, I’ve been thinking a lot. About us, and... and how much I care about you. I know things are complicated, but I wanted you to know that I... I love you.”

Spike’s eyes widened, and he took her hand gently. “Fluttershy, I... I don’t know what to say.”

“You don’t have to say anything,” she whispered, leaning closer. “I just wanted you to know.”

With that, she pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, her heart fluttering. Spike, feeling a warmth spread through him, pulled her into a gentle embrace. “Thank you, Fluttershy. I care about you too. More than you know.”

They stayed like that for a while, simply enjoying each other’s presence. As they sat together, talking and laughing, Fluttershy felt a sense of peace. She knew that whatever happened, they would face it together.

“Spike… Have you… had sex with those 4?” asked Fluttershy

“Yes… I have… unfortunately, now I must have sex here and there, thanks to this body… well, mostly because of me ignoring my natural urges,” said Spike

“But, you’re ok right?” asked Fluttershy

“Yes… I’m sorry if this body intimidates you,” Spike said

"No, it doesn't," Fluttershy said. She wrapped her arms around Spike, sighed. "You're still so warm and cuddly."

The dragon squeezed Fluttershy in his arm, this caused her massive tits to press much more against their bodies, almost making Fluttershy motorboat herself. "You're suddenly bold,” he said

Fluttershy snuggled and squeezed Spike. "You're a special person to me… and I don’t want to be left behind,"

"Shy, that would never happen… I mean, I never realized that you felt that way about me… and to be honest, I always thought of you as a sister," Spike said, then he chuckled. "A very sexy sister,"

"You did?" Fluttershy swallowed. Her ears perked. "Me?"

"Yeah," he said

"That makes me very happy," the Fluttershy Said quickly as they continued hugging

Fluttershy then giggled. She broke the hug and tugged at her own dress, letting it fall to the ground, leaving her standing in nothing but her underwear.

“I’m ready" Fluttershy smiled softly

Spike said, nothing, just walked up to Fluttershy, pulled her close and kissed her

"Oh, God," Fluttershy tittered as they broke the kiss. She undid the clasp on her bra and let her thick breasts bounce free. Plump but perky, they caught Spike's eye.

"Wow, your boobs ARE massive,” Spike said as he kept staring at them.

"Do anything you want to me," Fluttershy said, hoping she didn't sound too pushy.

"Anything? Too bad I left my BDSM gear at home," Spike sighed. They laughed together as the dragon laid over her.

She brushed the scales on his head, ran her fingers through them. They kissed, his warm, hard lips meeting hers - plump and soft

The drake's paw cupped her breast. She reached down, touched his groin, felt over it through his jeans. She realized with wonder that his penis was tremendous - and still only flaccid. Pulling out of the kiss, huffing sweetly, she said, "Oh my god, is that you I'm feeling?"

"I'm pretty big," Spike told her with a cheeky smile

"Can I… make you cum?" Fluttershy said timidly

"You're welcome to try, Shy. Just don't get mad if, you know, you can't pull it off."

Fluttershy nodded. She loved Spike. She loved everything about him. She could never be mad. "Show me," she whispered. "Let me see it. I want to taste you."

"I wanna taste you too," he growled. He got up on his knees, fell back on his ass, opened his fly and pulled off his jeans.

Fluttershy sat up and watched him pull down his boxer shorts. Her eyes were waiting for his cock and latched onto it when it appeared. "Oh, wow," she breathed.

The pegasus moved to her paws and knees, her butt high in the air. As she got close the smell of Spike's loins hit her nostrils. Thick and stuffy, the stink of unwashed musk new to her but shockingly arousing. Spike was a man. He smelled of work and grime. Fluttershy grabbed his purple phallus in a paw, brought it to her lips. Its flaccid flesh wobbled. Hungrily she pushed her nostrils to it, smelled it, and moaned. Her lips opened and engulfed the purple flesh. Both she and Spike moaned together.

"Wow, Shy. Since when can you do proper blowjobs?," he hissed. His claws, big and scaly, caressed Fluttershy's soft back. He paused at her hips, then forced himself onward. He cupped the heart-shaped curve of her ass. "Even your butt is amazing, around the same size as Dusk’s. Big and fat. I'm sayin' that in the best way. Your ass is gorgeous."

Fluttershy shuddered at the praise. "Thanks," she mumbled around his penis. Pulled back and said, "What, um, would you want to do with my butt?"

"Rub it," he said, demonstrating the idea. "Or I could eat it."

Her muzzle became hot. "Eat-, eat my ass?" She giggled nervously, her tail wriggling. "Like rimming? I've heard of that." Her voice rose with excitement, only to fall off: "But..."

"Yeah. Rimming." He smiled. "What do you think, Shy? You wanna sit on my face while ya gobble my meat?"

Fluttershy bit her lip. She nuzzled Spike's cock where it met his balls. He smelled so good, she could have huffed him for hours. "I'm a little sweaty, a little-," she swallowed, "stinky, I guess."

"That's the best time to eat ass," Spike affirmed. "You wanna make me happy, Fluttershy? Put that sweaty, smelly ass on my muzzle. I mean it."

"You're… strange, Spike," Fluttershy said with admiration in her voice. She said, "Is it nice?" she queried as she rubbed her ass on Spike’s chest. "Does it feel good?"

“Yeah,” Spike said

In front of Spike she felt no self-consciousness, only abiding love. She climbed over top of him, turned around and looked down at his body. Then she asked, "So I just sit?"

"Yeah. Gently." He caressed her legs. "Just sit down gently. Put that big ass on my face."

Fluttershy got down to one knee, then the other. She felt the cool, rough pad of Spike's nose against her ass crack and flinched forward. "Oh, sorry," she apologized, her nervousness readily apparent.

The drake's fingers curled around her thighs. She was plump and warm, two things Spike loved "You don't gotta apologize," he soothed. His fingers slid up to the crook where thighs met hips and then he pulled Fluttershy back, coaxing her to sit. "There ya go. Ease back." His voice became muffled as Fluttershy's generous ass enveloped his snout. He warmly repeated, "Ease back..."

The pegasus's ass crack was deep and hot and humid. A big girl who had recently gotten even bigger, Fluttershy was prone to sweating - and horribly self-conscious of it. Fearing her ass was too sweaty, her smell too thick, she began to stammer, "Um-, um, Spike, maybe we shouldn't-, maybe-, I could just get up-, we could-."

Spike's first hungry slurp across the pink ring of Fluttershy's anus silenced her. Her eyes went wide, ears erect as though hearing a dog whistle. The second slurp, longer and firmer than the first, caused her to shiver. A third, and she moaned openly. Her ears gradually splayed, her weight resting more comfortably on Spike's face. By the time he started to slather and slurp, Fluttershy had all but melted for the big drake. She slumped somewhat, encountering pleasure wholly alien to her. "Oh, Spike," she cooed. "Oh, God, Spike." Her love for the drake grew by leaps and bounds.

His claws slid around her back and bottom, fingers running through short plush fur, moving with the grain. His tongue dug into her anus, prodding its virgin flesh, testing it. Fluttershy was moaning and cooing but she was still nervous; her pucker clenched against his probing tongue, barring its entry.

Fluttershy doubled over and put her belly on Spike's chest, her breasts on his gut. His body was so hard, yet cuddly. Loving the intimacy and the new pleasure, she brought her muzzle to his cock and enjoyed a familiar pleasure.

Purple, musky cock rubbed her lips, drooled its lubricant on her tongue. Its remainder filled her paw. Fluttershy's eyes closed as she suckled the aged drake, savoring potent smells and a size she had only dreamed of as her bottom was tongued. The lips of her vulva grew damp, the wetness oozing from between them into the fluff of Spike's neck. His fur was soft and comforting against her body, loins especially.

Spike's tongue slithered back into his mouth. He pushed his nostrils against the wet pucker of anus, smelled her, huffed across her cuntlips from his maw. Sampling anal musk was like tasting fine wine, for each smell had its unique merits. Fluttershy's smell was heady and strong when sucked from the source. Her sex didn't matter to Spike, not here. Rarity smelled nice, so did Fluttershy, so did Phantasia and Dusk.

He pulled back his snout somewhat and said to the sucking dog, "You got a nice smell, Shy."

Fluttershy blushed and spit out Spike's cock. She giggled nervously. "I-, I stink? Really?"

"It's a good thing, Shy," the drake assured. "It's a damn nice smell." He went in for another sniff - and then licked her again. He knew the rimming was what she enjoyed.

“I’ll say it again… you have some… odd fetishes,” Fluttershy said

The pegasus nuzzled with Spike's penis, rubbing its slippery purple meat on her muzzle. She was proud to wear its smell on her face. Realizing she loved the smell of his crotch so much caused her to make a connection. She asked, "Sniffing butts-, it's nice, right?" As if to convince herself, she added, "I really love the smell of your penis." Spike smiled impishly.

"Tell you what, Shy," Spike said down in her ass crack. Another sniff - she smelled so good. He pulled back and admired her chubby brown ass. "How about you try me? Lick my asshole. Give it a sniff."

She tensed, heart jumping into her throat like a piece of stuck food. "I don't know," she whispered. Part of her worried it would be disgusting, that she would lose interest in Spike. Another part was curious - suppose she loved it? "What if I'm no good at it?"

"Eating ass is easy, Shy," Spike chuckled. "It ain't like you're doing brain surgery." He nuzzled her bottom and thought about Rarity’s fat, white ass. The similarities, at least from his point of view, were staggering. "It'd make me awfully happy."

That did it for Fluttershy. Anything to make Spike happy. Spike was so handsome and sweet. "All right," she said, voice quiet and dainty. With care she removed herself from Spike and sat on the bed. The saliva between her ass cheeks felt awkward; it made her think of how she felt when she was really sweaty.

"How do you want me, Shy?" Spike asked, his fingers interlaced over his gut. "Like this?" He lifted his legs, bent them at the knee. His scrotum dangled almost onto the bed but a hint of his ass crack was visible. "Or maybe on my hands and knees like you're gonna fuck me?" A grin.

Fluttershy moved in close, heart racing, pussy hot and wet with excitement. "Like this," she said, thinking of the wonderful smell of his balls. "So, I just-, I just lick," she mumbled, more to herself than to Spike. Closing her eyes, leaning near, Fluttershy nosed his balls. Their smell was thick and nasty, a fine comfort. She nuzzled under them, touched her nose to his taint, shivered. Noisome anal musk flooded her nostrils.

Breathe through your mouth, Shy, her inner voice said, but she definitely used her nose. Spike smelled wonderful. His stink was overwhelming, a taste for a refined palate to be sure, but Fluttershy wanted that acquired taste. Her nose dragged along his taint like the needle of a record player, reading smells ingrained into the fur instead of grooves and pits. Without realizing it, she began to salivate. Thick ropes of drool spilled over lips. Her vulva did much the same.

Fluttershy's nostrils kissed the pink ring of Spike's anus. The smell was nearly unbearable. Thick, vulgar musk emanated from the bud and Fluttershy wanted all of it, wanted to snort that rich and earthy stench down into her lungs until there was no oxygen in her, only Spike. Expecting only to lick, Fluttershy now only snorted and snuffled. Her tongue dangled over her lower lip.

Spike chuckled. It was almost a giggle. "Like a duck to water, Shy. Listen to you snorting that asshole," sighed Spike, sounding like a proud father giving away his daughter on her wedding day. His cock twitched. He masturbated slowly, more fluffing than anything else. "You don't gotta lick it."

Fluttershy was on another planet with Spike's smell. His words were meaningless; her ears may as well have been sewn shut. She smelled and smelled, hungry for his scent in a fashion she had never known before. His anal musk appealed to her instincts in a way she had never dared to explore. Now she was wondering in less active parts of her brain how she had gone without this experience for so many years.

Her paws caressed Spike's prostrate body, roamed his fat thighs and brushed his gut. His heated scales and flesh seemed to sluice through her digits more like a liquid than a solid. But her mind was on his smell, his stink, the anal musk so outrageously potent that it was like a drug. Fluttershy had never been on drugs, she thought they were stupid, and so her mind was unprepared for the nirvana sensation such heady musk brought on. A dribble of clear, but musky fluid dripped from her vulva.

"Yeah, Shy, smell it. Smell that asshole, snort it good," said Spike, the words gentle encouragement. His mind drifted back to the cave, laying on the cold rocks with Rarity, Phantasia and Dusk, completely knocked out after having so much sex their bellies had bulged out, her snout buried in his ass crack just the way Fluttershy's was buried.

Spike gnawed at his lip, huffed, studied the somewhat dirty ceiling of the room with tired eyes. He masturbated slowly and gently, still only a fluffing action, his mind on Fluttershy's desire to make him squirt. Her snorting and sniffing was more stimulating than she would have believed. He could have gotten off quickly if he'd wanted to.

"God, Shy, goddamn. You smell my asshole any harder and I ain't gonna have any stink left for the next person I sit on."

Fluttershy startled him when she growled to him, "Good, it's all mine."

Spike cracked a laugh. Over Fluttershy's renewed snorting, he asked her, "Shy, you wanna-, you wanna do something else now? Maybe something a little better?"

“What could be better than this?” thought Fluttershy, her perverted side still in control. She felt across the slippery lips of her pussy and shivered. No. Nothing could be better than this. Not unless Spike decided to fuck her, and he was too for that. Even if he offered, she wouldn't accept it. She knew if he did offer, it would be only to make her happy-

"I… I want to fuck you Shy,” Spike said

If there had ever been a sweeter proposition, Fluttershy didn't know what it was. She abandoned his ass and her principles in an instant. His stink clung to her nose, soaked her muzzle, kept her eyes glazed and her pussy hot. She flopped back onto the bed and her legs were spread wide for him, long legs and fat thighs pointing into the slick pink split of her pussylips.

Spike, kneeling between her legs, cracked a smirk. "Sorry to twist your arm."

"Non-nonsense… I was hoping… for this," said Fluttershy, her voice not demanding but pleading. She reached out, soft paws touching his face, caressing his muzzle. He pushed gently into them, taking pleasure in her touch. "God. God, you're handsome."

Spike said with a smile, "Keep telling me that and I'll start taking advantage of it."

"Please," Fluttershy whined.

The drake tried not to look at the split of her pussylips, but he did. And he saw the pink bud of her anus too, but it was her pussy he ended up focusing on. He wanted it, and he would never admit it to Fluttershy - mostly because he couldn't explain what his thoughts were. But when he looked at her eager, exulted face and saw the abiding love in her eyes, he almost understood. He cared about Fluttershy. Not the intense love at first sight she felt for him, sadly no, but he loved her too. He loved her in his own way.

His penis touched her pussylips. It was strong, firm, and did not wilt away upon touching vaginal flesh. His eyes were locked onto hers when he entered. He watched, a quirk of a smile on his lips, as her expression tightened, her eyes closing, lips drawing back just briefly.

“It will only hurt a little,” Spike said as he felt his dick reach her hymen, tearing it, and then the pleasure washed over her, warmed her. In he went, one inch after another.

Fluttershy's vagina accepted him gratefully. There was pain but there was so much more pleasure. Her arms curled about him and she kissed him, smooched him deep and hot with smelly lips. And Spike kissed her back, slathering his tongue through her maw.

“One with Spike” thought Fluttershy. “I love him. I might not have been his first, but I love him so much. He's so handsome and sweet,”

Spike shuddered as he touched bottom, so to speak. His loins resting upon hers, the closest two bodies could be. Fluttershy was beautiful and sweet, she had always been, and that was something that Spike admired about her.

The sex was slow but firm. Spike knew just how to push in, so Fluttershy believed. He knew what he was doing, he made her feel wonderful. His drake meat was much loved and appreciated by the gripping walls of her vagina. And she felt an incredible sense of uniqueness as Spike made love to her, believing rightly that she was in a rarefied group of women who Sir Spike Drake would make love to.

The kiss eased free but the slobber was thick between them. It clung to their lips like honey, warmed them in their room insulated against the winter chill. Her paws roamed his burly back, gripping hard scales, stroking work-toughened muscles. He aged so gracefully, she marveled. She remembered when they were in their teens and Spike was barely thicker than a twig, concerning her of his health, she was glad that he bulked up, he was still a little distant, quiet and reserved,, but handsome and perfect. "I love you, Spike," she whispered, no shame in her voice. She kissed his cheek and chin and neck. "I love you so much. Thank you for this..."

Spike huffed. He was blushing and smiling contritely. "Love you too, Shy," he murmured, and her face lit up like an exploding firework. She giggled and peppered him with smooches. Still she was arching, moaning for him, her fat body grinding into his fat body, sweaty fur mashing together and exchanging musky juices.

"I want to-, I want to bear your child too," Fluttershy whispered near her ear. "I want to bare many of your children,”

The drake considered. He moved against her, smooth sex quickening. Rock-hard abs grinding her smooth belly, pecks on boobs, fluids shared freely. "I’d be honored if you did," Spike said happily.

Fluttershy giggled. She kissed his lips firmly then moaned near his muzzle, "let’s make many babies… I love big families,”

"You and Rarity both, Shy," Spike answered, and winked. He nuzzled with Fluttershy. One of his claws cupped her massive breast and the gesture alone startled her. Then he felt over the nipple, that hard pink nub, and she shuddered. Cooed for Spike.

"Oh, Spike," she whined. "Spike, this is so-, it's so good, Spike..."

A bit of dirty satisfaction crept into Spike's expression and voice. The sleaze, Fluttershy thought, only made him look better; she doubted he could do anything to put her off. "Yeah? You're gonna cum for me, Shy?"

"I am," Fluttershy quivered, and raked her short nails down his back. "I am going to cum so hard if you just keep that up."

Spike did - of course he did.

As he thought about the other girls, he gave Fluttershy more. He hunkered over her and gave himself some more leverage and then he really started to buck into her, smashing her the way she undoubtedly wanted it. He kissed her with lots of slobbery tongue. It dragged through the girl's mouth like a fat piece of meat, slurping over teeth and gums, marking its territory with slobber. Fluttershy took it all and begged for more. She clawed at Spike, clenched on him, moaned and cooed to him in the smothering kiss.

The pleasure was unbearable but the satisfaction was what really hit Fluttershy. Spike was her first partner, her first love- and there was no doubt in her mind that, she was emphatically in love with him. Fluttershy would have followed him anywhere he went if she could, and it all came down to his sweetness. His handsomeness and raw sexual appeal helped, but she adored how charming Spike was. She had never before been so attracted to somebody, but here she was now.

Spike went at her harder and quicker, the bed's frame springing and squeaking beneath as his muscular body heaved onto hers. Each time he came down Fluttershy was crushed a little bit under his weight, but her breasts were so big and pillowy that she never felt oppressed. She felt over him, all over him, groping his butt, rubbing his head, desiring nothing but Spike, simply Spike any way she could get him.

Fluttershy whined as she came. The pleasure burned at her, threatened to melt its way out of her, and in the end she squirted hard. Her vaginal walls hugged the plunging purple meat of Spike's penis as snugly as possible. Vaginal wetness oozed around him and made him slick. The whole room already stank of sex and now Fluttershy's potent musk was added to the miasma.

The drake grumbled, huffed, and gnawed at Fluttershy's maw with his big dragon jaws. The smell of her sex awoke some ambivalent feeling in him, a mixture of lust and a revulsion he would never dare mention to her. He kept going, kept fucking her, now moving like a ruthless machine just to get it done. Beneath him Fluttershy yowled and writhed, cried out to Spike how incredible he was, speaking loud enough for Spike and their neighbors to hear. But Fluttershy did not care, Fluttershy was in love and she was satisfied.

When Spike came, he had a fleeting thought (shit gotta pull out, it is still too early for any kids to be born) but it was too little, too late. He erupted into Fluttershy and he gasped free of the kiss, slobber coating his lips. Thick and potent drake spunk slopped Fluttershy's vaginal walls, fertile seed entering her. He thought one last fleeting time (pull out of her) and then he fell against her, blushing and hot, a dumb grin on his blushing, messy face.

"Ooh. My god, Spike," purred Fluttershy, fingers sliding through his scales. "Oh, Spike... you were amazing. Honest-to-God, amazing."

The drake huffed, chuckled, and nuzzled with her. "Uh. Shy-, Fluttershy. Listen, you're on some kinda protection, right?"

But the pegasus only smiled as if she did not comprehend what he meant. "Protection? Well-, I-. Oh my God."

"Oh, shit," Spike groaned, and he rolled off of Fluttershy. Cupped his face in his claws, groaned again. "Oh, fuck. I knew I shoulda put it in your butt."

"What? No, no," Fluttershy said absently. She sat up, and then she thoughtfully cupped her pudgy gut. "Spike. Spike, I have a question."

The drake did not remove his paws from his face. "I don’t think we’re ready for kids, Fluttershy."

“Oh, I'm sure you could come up with some lovely names,” thought Fluttershy. But she pushed the idea out of her mind.

"When you eat too much, when you gain weight," she cupped one of her breasts, "do your breasts grow bigger, too?"

Spike looked at her confused, he knew that Fluttershy knew that he had medical training and knowledge, but the question itself came way out of left field. Eventually he sat up and looked at her breasts diffidently. "Well, kind of," he said, and cupped her boobs. “It depends on the body types, but…” Spike was about to continue but Fluttershy kissed him to shut him up.

After the long kiss, the pegasus grinned, “It’s not important right now,,” she said as she kissed him again, while pushing him down onto the bed, cuddling up to him.

“I love you Spike, so much… I’m so glad, God put you in my life,” Fluttershy said

“Me too Shy… me too,” Spike said as they both drifted off to sleep.

Meanwhile, outside the room, Angel sat by the door, thumping his foot in approval. Fluttershy had taken a brave step, and he couldn’t be prouder of her.

Author's Note

Well, this took WAY TOO LONG! Anyway, it's back, I'll see if I can finish the whole story this month.