***A Patriot Pony Short***
The day began with muffled cries and groans from across the Crystal Palace, specifically coming from Spike’s room. Twilight was already up, but she had yet to rise from her bed. The worrying noises coming from her cherished companion gave her cause to get up and investigate. What she found, after traveling down the corridor to the dragon’s bedroom was a sad sight.
He too was in bed, but moaning and groaning under the sheets. Twilight assumed him to be ill, but Spike wasn’t one to get sick easily. No cause came to mind, and she wasn’t exactly an expert on dragon health. As far as she knew, there was only one being near Ponyville that could have the answers, or even a cure for what ailed her closest friend.
Twilight managed to coax Spike out of bed, and the two of struck out for the Everfree Forest to find Zecora.
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Spike groaned and clutched onto his stomach as they walked along the modest dirt path leading into the woods. Becoming more and more worried about his condition, Twilight slowed her pace a little to allow him to catch up. “It’s not getting any better, is it?”
Spike shook his head defeatedly. “No... I don’t even know what happened. I just woke up this morning, and- Ah!” He winced as though he were feeling a sharp, stabbing sensation in his side.
The purple mare frowned, and her horn began to glow. The cloud of magic that resulted surrounded Spike, and she lifted him up and onto her back like she did years ago. He was a little bigger than he once was, taller and now sporting wings, but he managed to straddle her back, and she supported his weight with relative ease. “Don’t worry, Spike. I’ll carry you the rest of the way. Zecora will know what’s wrong.”
Spike didn’t argue, and he leaned forward to rest against the back of her mane as they went along, traveling deeper and deeper into the thicket until the forest floor was covered mostly in gnarled tree roots and shadows. His pained groans never let up, however, and as they moved further into the trees, they seemed to be getting worse.
Twilight briefly considered muffling him, at least until they reached Zecora, fearing his cries might attract a timberwolf or something worse, but before she could give the idea any more thought, Spike lost his balance and fell. She was quick to kneel beside him and investigate his condition.
“Oh, Spike! I’m so sorry... Are you okay?” The dragon said nothing, but a low, throaty growl came from his jaw. She’d never heard him make such an aggressive sound before. “Spike?”
He stretched his arms out to either side and clutched onto clawfuls of grass and soil. Groaning even louder than before, he began to grow, physically and in all directions before her eyes. His arms and legs reached out further than they ever had before, and his torso stretched upward until he was tripple his original size, and his snout elongated into a jagged shape, complete with razor sharp spines atop his head and teeth in his maw, but he didn’t stop there. Twilight had never seen such a rapid growth spurt since the time Spike gave in to his greedy urges so long ago, but this time seemed different.
Now standing over twice her height and many times her length on all four appendages, the dragon towered over her. Each breath that came from his nostrils seared the air, and his eyes burned with a fiery look Twilight had never seen from her little companion before. “Spike? What’s... What’s happened to you?”
His serpent-like tail swished from side to side, like a cat about to pounce, and his gaze was fixated on her. It was then that Twilight saw it, under his body and between his rear legs. A great shaft, blood red and glistening, protruded from Spike’s scales, nearly reaching the forest floor.
Twilight gasped as she finally understood what was happening to her little dragon. He was maturing, and he was in heat. Then, a terrible thought came over her as his eyes burned into her own. “Spike... That’s... I can’t- I mean, we can’t... Spike, please... You have to listen to me. Zecora will know how to fix this.”
The princess didn’t know if Spike couldn’t hear her or simply didn’t care. He took a step closer, his cock twitching with anticipation. Twilight backed away, but this only made him close in on her faster. She tried to spread her wings and take flight, but the dragon was quicker, first pouncing in the air and catching her before she could even leave the ground. His massive paws took hold of her, but no claws scratched her. “Spike! Spike, no! Please, don’t do this!”
Her pleads were met with a animalistic snarls, his hot breath hitting the back of her neck as he mounted her. Twilight didn’t dare use her magic against Spike, not wanting to hurt him, but she couldn’t overpower the dragon either. Out of desperation, she squirmed and kicked in an attempt to wriggle free, but it was hopeless.
Her rear legs were closed tight, but this too was useless as Spike probed the tip of his massive cock between her flanks, causing them to spread with ease. Tears streamed down Twilight cheeks from the corners of her eyes as she begged and pleaded with the dragon, but her cries fell on ears whose mind was already set.
With his body and immense mass pressing Twilight into the forest floor, he pushed into her, opening her slit and driving his shaft deep into her womb. Twilight’s mouth hung open in a silent scream as the foreign object invaded her most sacred place. He continued to enter her further still, only stopping when the massive knot reached her slit.
Twilight’s mind was a whirlwind, her thoughts moving at a mile a minute. Before she could even begin to comprehend the sensations she was experiencing, Spike pulled out and plunged his cock back inside. Then, he did it again, and again, and again until he was ramming into her at a rough, but steady pace. His snarls and heavy breaths echoed in her ears, and her eyes rolled back as the powerful sensation of the dragon’s shaft stretched her womb.
She felt as though she might be torn apart, but he kept pushing into her, hard and without relent. Her own breath became deeper and raspy, and with every consecutive, forceful thrust into her womb, she let out a moan in response. Little by little, the initial pain following the penetration began to wear away, being slowly replaced by something Twilight did not expect, pleasure.
The princess relaxed her front hooves and stretched them outward, allowing Spike to grab hold of them and effectively pin her to the floor. The sensation was incredible, being bound and forced into subjugation by the beast that mounted her from behind, and so the longer he punished her flanks with his cock, the more she began to enjoy it.
Part of Twilight wondered if he was enjoying himself too. She wondered if she should help in any way, or just let him have his way with her in order to satisfy his perverted needs. Making up her mind, her horn began to glow, and she reached out with her magic to grab hold of Spike’s shaft. As he breached her slit with power and brute force, she massaged his cock in an attempt to further stimulate the dragon.
This seemed to have the desired effect, causing Spike to roar as he ramped up the pace. Twilight let out a silly moan as she felt the entire weight of the dragon pressing down on her, his head resting beside hers as he spread her flanks wide open with every thrust. What little resistance she had left in her was snuffed out. The princess let Spike have her, not that she had any choice, but she eagerly anticipated what was soon to come. Her lips parted and let out a dry, raspy breath. “Spiiiiiiiike...”
The dragon snarled viciously, pushing his cock into her at an even faster rate. Twilight couldn’t even concentrate on upholding her magic anymore. Her thoughts rested on one thing, Spike’s massive dragon dick stretching her inner walls to the breaking point. All others were a blur. “Oh, Spiiiiiiiiiiike...”
Then, he bit down into her neck, not hard enough to hurt the helpless mare, but enough to hold her in place as he pushed hard into her for the last time. This time, the giant knot at the base of his shaft pressed against the entrance to her sacred place. He pushed harder and harder until at last, her body gave way and the knot too was forced inside. Twilight screamed aloud as her womb was stretched and filled to impossible lengths.
The dragon began pumping his semen inside, filling her to the brim with cum until her body could hold no more, causing excess fluid to leak from her plugged slit. Even still, he released his seed into her, spurting more and more inside of her long after Twilight thought he might be done. She felt she might be sick if he continued to orgasm inside of her, but he kept going, only showing signs of slowing down several moments later as the grip of his teeth on her neck loosened.
As his orgasm came to a stop, Twilight began to catch her breath. Feeling slightly disappointed, having missed out on reaching her own climax, she looked up at the dragon over her shoulder. “Spike...”
His eyes avoided her own, choosing instead to focus on the ground. Now, Twilight wondered if he could understand her, or if he was even ashamed of what he did. As his hardened cock began to grow flaccid, he too began to revert back to his original size. The beastly form shrunk until Spike was once again his usual self. “Twi-Twilight, I’m so sorry... I don’t know what-“
The princess silenced him with the edge of her hoof pressed against his mouth. Though she didn’t want it, in the end, she deeply enjoyed it, and she learned a valuable lesson about dragon carnality. For that, she leaned in for a kiss, pressing her lips against his lovingly. After several moments, their lips parted, and Twilight rose shakily to her hooves, once again reaching a height taller than his. Her legs wobbled considerable as she recovered from the rough sex, but she managed to stand up straight. “Are you okay now, Spike?”
The dragon meekly rubbed the back of his head. “I think so...”
Twilight smiled, satisfied that the problem was resolved. There was no need for them to visit Zecora after all, and now that she knew the cause of his growth spurt, she wanted to study it further. A lustful grin crossed over her face as she playfully bumped her flanks into his shoulder. “Come on, then. Even if you’re really feeling better, we should get you home.”
She then turned and began walking back down the dirt path leading out of the Everfree Forest, fully aware of the bodily fluids trickling out of her slit and down her legs.
***Up Next: An Oral Treatment***
