Chapters Bellflower Blurb, a kind, honest, hard working green unicorn in her favorite fluffy yellow sweater, has worked at the library in Canterlot since she left college. Spending many nights there, ignoring date after date, weekend out after weekend out, taking care of her beloved books. She took her job very, very seriously. Some said she works too hard.
Others, like her best friend, Frying Pan, told her to her face that she needed a stallion in her life. Though that Frying Pan was going through a messy divorce. And very few said that she just needed to be knocked up already. She ignored those comments most of all.
One day, the unexpected happened. She was overjoyed to see her work at the Canterlot’s library being noticed by the new ruler of Equestria, Twilight Sparkle. The great and powerful princess of friendship, in all her wisdom, assigned Bellflower Blurb for her diligent work to take care of the princess's vast library within the legendary school of friendship. On top of that, she would work beside Twilight Sparkle's greatest students in friendship.
This would certainly prove those naysayers wrong. She didn’t need a stallion to stand on her own. Frying Pan worked there too, but only as a low-class chef. Bellflower Blurb would just love to see the shocked look on that mare’s face when she arrived.
Oh, the fame, the knowledge, the stories... oh, the incredible hot shaft pumping through Bellflower Blurb’s breasts and sweater!!
Smolder looked on, slack-jawed in shock as her best friend, Ocellus, took the librarian without any hesitation. Tossing her books to the ground like they were trash and rammed her changeling shaft up the mare’s sweater.
"What the flaming is going on here?!"
Bellflower Blurbs eyes rolled back at the rough motion as the thick head of Ocellus's big floppy shapeshifted cock bounced between her large nerdy breasts. the head bulging her sweater and quickly creating a wet spot in the knitted fabric as fresh precum pumped out, slicking its way through her clothing. Her tongue lolled out, drool dribbling down as she loses herself to the act, and Ocellus's cock pushed out through her sweater to roughly knock into her already partially opened mouth.
All thoughts of books disappeared at that first taste. No book could possibly hold her attention now. All regrets of never finding a stallion of her own fled as she breathed in that heady musk that was Ocellus. Why worry about a stud when there's this beautiful cock demolishing her favorite sweater? All she needed was to worship every inch of it, as she pressed her breasts together, surrounding the cock in their supple warmth.
Ocellus leaned back and dropped her tongue out. She drank up the lust smell emanating off the mare as her cock and her hips bucked harder. The sound of the mare’s soft moaning below her encouraged each harsh thrust. They wanted more; they needed more.
Bellflower Blurb circles her tongue around the head, tasting the heady musk of Ocellus's shapeshifted cock, digging into the urethra where pre flows almost like water with a lewd satisfied moan. She suckles on the head, drinking it all down, her own head bobbing with the rough motion of Ocellus's hips pumping.
The ripping sound of the sweater only intensified their movements. Ocellus punched her cock up through the tears of Bellflower's sweater and out of her mouth. Bellflower can't seem to get enough as Ocellus quickens her pace.
The sweater ripped away completely, exposing the librarian’s breasts. The cock twitched just before it spurted hot and gooey all over Bellflower Blurb's face and breasts, soaking into the remains of her sweater and shooting well past her even as she tried in vain to catch every last drop.
Smolder jumped back as sperm sprayed in her direction. She didn't know how to react to any of this. Her mind was in a mix of emotions as her friend continued to pump more sprays until dry. Horror, cringe, and even a smitch of jealousy swirled through the dragon's mind. A searing burn in her chest brightened the longer she stared at the scene playing out.
She wanted to scream or even rip them apart but she still had a mission to do. The expression on the librarian told her that mare had been nowhere near the scene. However, as much as she didn't want to admit it, from the crazy daze on her friend's face made it clear Ocellus was indeed one of the onlookers during Spike and Rarity’s little incident.
It made sense in a way. All that love-making Spike and Rarity were having would obviously attract a changeling, feaster of love or a former feaster. It didn't matter the state of mind. However, this left the mystery of who the other victim was. She wanted to stop Ocellus, but it would be better to find both victims first before stopping them. There was also the fact she needed to find any they infect and confine them too.
"Smolder..." A familiar voice echoed behind the dragon. She shivered deep in her suit as a chill of fear crept through her whole body. "Smolder..."
The dragon slowly turned her head in the direction of the source. She sighed in relief to see Sandbar leaning over a bush. He whispered her name again. She gave an inner cheer, assuming he was hiding. "He might know where the other victim is?" Smolder whispered under her breath.
"Hurry!" He gave a soft shriek.
Smolder rushed over while keeping a close eye on Ocellus. "What is happening?"
"I could ask you... the same." His voice got harsher, and he refused to leave his bush.
Smolder stayed as low to the ground as possible. "Ocellus has been infected by dragon sperm. The stuff will drive any creature to satisfy their desires on the nearest mates they can find. Those mates are also unable to control themselves or their desires too."
"Sounds... incredible!" His voice filled with so much joy at the end. It left Smolder utterly confused.
"What are you talking about? Just look at her!!" Smolder pointed out as Ocellus ripped off the sweater and plowed her shaft deep into the mouth of the library. Bellflower Blurb's harsh hums in sync with Ocellus' moaning only drove the dragon even crazier. "We have to find the other victim and stop this spread!"
"Okay... okay, I just have one question." Sandbar leaned closer, his voice getting harsher.
"No more time for questions. We need to find the other infected!!"
"But I have..." He gave a heavy heave and leaned closer. "He... He..."
"He? You know who it is?" Smolder got closer. "Where is he?!"
"He is in the backdoor."
"What?" Smolder was left slack-jawed again. The earth pony's words made no sense.
"I said, he’s in the backdoor." Sandbar gave a cheeky smile and lured her closer.
Smolder was unclear what he was getting at. However, once she got right next to the bush it became clear the earth pony wasn't the only one hiding. "No, no, don't tell me?!" she shrieked in horror at the earth pony’s naked body rocking back and forth.
"He is pounding and pounding his way in!!" Sandbar was no longer whispering, but heaving and humping with delight as the head of an all too familiar blue griffin poked out behind him. Also naked, Gallus didn’t hesitate to fully force himself on the light green earth pony.
Smolder's jaw dropped to see that Gallus had been pumping into Sandbar the whole time. To make things worse, something else was moving through the bushes as the griffin pushed deeper. Before Smolder could fight back, Sandbar grabbed her by the legs as his own large shaft peaked out.
Smolder screamed in surprise as he yanked her down, hitting the ground with a thud. Now being right under him, Sandbar's cock thrusted against the fabric of her hazmat suit, smearing it with fluids. She tried to stand, but the push back was too much.
There's a mixture of fear and fascination in seeing a stallion's fully erect cock so close weighing her down. While it was violent enough, this was the closest she had been to a stallion’s penis. The difference to dragons she had been with was very noticeable as it dragged against her suit so easily. Had this been a dragon cock, with their more jagged shape, her suit would have quickly started to rip under the pressure.
The longer she stared the more she could a sense of giddy over the fact. It was almost hypnotic in its movement. Slowly telling her to take off that suit and join in on the fun. Hearing Ocellus grunting from over the humping in the background only made the feeling more appealing.
"I must survive!” Reality came back to her as his tip punched the plastic protecting her face. “No, this isn’t you, Sandbar?!" Smolder wriggled away in panic. "This isn't safe!"
As desirable as the circumstances were right now, she had to fight back. She knew none of them were thinking right. Ocellus and Gallus were infected and they would spread it to others through sex, musk smell or even movement. Smolder had to save them, but she couldn’t do this alone.
Smolder pushed at the ground with her wings and tail. She kicked the cock upward in an attempt to get out from underneath. Yet the pony thrust back with greater vigor.
Sandbar grabbed the bottom of Smolder’s shoe and pressed it against the base of his cock. "Lighten up and have some fun with us, Smolder. Just help me out… he’s so close!" He soothed his voice and his teeth tightened.
Giving Smolder no chance to protest, he rubbed the shoe up and down, making sure to bob his tip against the edge of her foot. He grunted to her struggles as the griffin behind started to moan. Gallus increased his grinds up into the sensitive spot within him.
The rhythm of Gallus's thrusting suddenly got harsher, slamming Sandbar forward, pushing his cock with a faster pace. In her position, Smolder couldn’t refuse such an absurd suggestion.
Being completely unfamiliar with this position Smolder kicked up her other leg, pushing the cock even higher. This only caused Sandbar's cock to rub between them in a rough bumpy back and forth that has the whole thing twitching in a variety of telltale ways.
Sandbar's legs bucked downward as cum splashed all over the dragon’s hazmat suit. The dropping caused Gallus to reach his limit as well. His cock exploded inside Sandbar, spilling so much seed before popping out and spurting the remainder over Smolder’s suit.
Now with her suit fully covered in both Gallus and Sandbar's cum, the dragon ran out in horror. Now she was just as much a cotangent than anypony else, even if she wasn’t infected.
Moments later she crashed, face-first into the librarian. Bellflower Blurb paid her no head, licking the cum off her shredded sweater and breasts. The mere sight of it made it all the harder for Smolder.
"No, no, no, no." The dragon turned the other direction, only to find Ocellus closing in that way too. Smolder was trapped on all sides, with all four infected closing in on her. "Why am I stuck with the harder job? I'm certain Ember is having a far easier time at this."
Author's Note
Before you ask, Bellflower Blurb is not oc. She is a canon background character. Link here. I decided during each Smolder's chapter of the story I will include a new background pony to show how quickly the spread is happening.
bellflower blurb - Tags - Derpibooru
Within the back room of the boutique, explosions echoed from a TV screen as Sweetie Belle threw down her controller. She crossed her arms and scooted back on the bed. "I died... again!"
"Calm down with my controllers!" Button Mash sat down beside her. "I just got them for my birthday."
"Well, it's a poor choice for a nineteenth birthday, anyway." Sweetie Belle commented.
"What do you mean? I love video games?! You can never be too old for it!!" He cheered as he got a high score.
"I know, I meant that you're old enough to ask for other things..." She scooted closer to him. "It’s never late to ask again. After all, we're two late twenties, stuck in a room all day."
"Ew, gross. Sweetie Belle!" a voice barked on the headphone. "Did you forget we're coming over!"
"I wasn't talking to you Applebloom?!" Sweetie Belle blushed, remembering the line was open.
"Yeah, ask for a room next time," Scootaloo's voice laughed through the mic too. "Preferably with me included!"
"As if he would dare ask you?!" Sweetie Belle shot back.
"Ask for what? College?!" Button Mash barked, too distracted by the game to get any of her hints at all. "My mother has been doing that nonstop. Heck, she's heading to the school of friendship right now to see if I can get a scholarship to go there. Diamond Tiara’s mom is going to meet her up there."
"Since when did Starlight start asking money from her students." Sweetie Belle turned her attention to the game case.
"It's a school for grown-ups now, and grown-ups have jobs!!" Button Mash imitated his mother's voice, making Sweetie Belle laugh and she leaned on his shoulder.
"Yeah, I guess you're right. We don't want to grow up too fast." Sweetie Belle opened the booklet. "What’s this game about again?"
"The classic surviving a zombie apocalypse!" He cheered louder upon getting another score.
"With a cutie edge, right?" She pointed out the heart-beam cannon in his player's hand.
"Hey, don't dis this? It is supposedly based on true events that happened once." He pointed out the comments of the creator under the title.
"Supposedly is still stretching it. There is no way such a thing could have happened anywhere without our great all-knowing leader learning of it." Sweetie Belle mocked.
"Come on, don't insult Princess Twilight--" They were both stopped by another loud boom, but this time it didn't come from the game.
The two took off their headphones quickly, not even hitting mute as another loud bang followed and then a crashing sound, ending with a loud meep sound that was so familiar. "That sounded like a mare," Sweetie Belle commented.
"Maybe it was Rarity?" Button Mash stopped his question upon hearing a strange humming in the same pitch of voice.
"No, that's too high of a pitch to be Rarity." Sweetie Belle would know from her constant singing lessons the difference in voices. "Besides, Rarity already left for that party hours ago."
As the humming got more erratic, the two got up from the bed. They dropped the headphones and were so distracted by the sound that they didn't hear Scootaloo and Applebloom on the other side of the line.
"What’s going on?" Scootaloo heard the crashing from the other side of the line.
"Stay calm, we've almost reached the boutique," Applebloom answered.
******
Sweetie Belle and Button Mash made their way through the hallway, following the sounds. Their eyes widened upon realizing it was coming from Rarity's room.
"What’s going on in there?"
"I don't know. I thought Rarity left... with Spike!" She quickly silenced herself upon remembering what her sister had planned after the party. They stopped in front of the room.
"What are they doing?" Button Mash didn't notice the massive blush on Sweetie Belle's face.
Sweetie Belle leaned to her knees and pressed her ear against the door. She smirked at the sounds of a dragon. "Sounds like she finally gave him what he wanted?"
"Really? She and Spike? I always thought she was a whore?" Button Mash stepped closer, noticing the door was cracked open.
"She is, but that's never stopped Spike from wanting her."
"Shame, she's a fine mare." Button Mash stepped even closer. He tried to look through the keyhole, not noticing how close his crotch was to Sweetie Belle's face.
"Hey, that fine mare is my sister!" Sweetie Belle roared back, seeing how close he was to her.
"Yeah, she is super fine," Button Mash caught a glimpse of a nice pair of breasts bouncing back and forth. The lights were out so he could only get some details. A large shape lay motionless on one side of the room while a far larger shape rocked a mare back and forth over the bed. "Huh, B size, I always thought Rarity was a solid D."
"What? She is at least a double D--" Sweetie Belle stopped as Button Mash bucked his hips in the direction of her face.
"What?!" Button Mash was stopped as Sweetie Belle reached up to cover his mouth, stopping his scream. Now her face was pressed tightly against his jeans.
"Will you calm down?" She squirmed in place. This was kind of hard as the only thing bracing her was the loose door.
"You're being just as loud." Button Mash grabbed her arms. He found himself bucking forward again. This time he couldn't control his reflexes.
"Will you stop that?!" She practically gave the softest scream she could. However, her words only made him press against her face again. She could feel every inch of his growing shaft.
"I can't stop..." Button Mash sounded truthful but Sweetie Belle had caught him lying before to others like Scootaloo. She stopped, finding herself pondering on those old thoughts longer than ever before. Her whole body grew warmer. At the same time, Button Mash wasn't lying at all. In fact, as he bucked once more he found his hands moving on their own as well.
Sweetie Belle stopped as he braced her hands against the door. "Button Mash..." She stopped as she found her horn lighting up on its own. She gasped as her magic lit up his buckle and zipper, undoing them and pulling them down.
As his ample shaft slowly unsheathed from his boxer and pressed against her lips, neither knew the truth at all. Beyond their sight, the pheromones of Spike the dragon had already reached them. All they needed was the right distance and the right spark and the two became overwhelmed with its power.
Sweetie Belle rubbed her lips against the tip of Button Mash's cock, her tongue just barely peeking out to taste him. A low pleased hum came from her throat as she watched Button Mash writhe at the teasing pleasure of it.
"Shit," Button Mash's pants dropped.
Sweetie Belle's lips parted in a smirk, fully sliding over and around the head of Button Mash's cock, her hand pumping along his shaft with a slow subtle twist. The tongue was rubbing and wiggling its own way along the underside before lewdly wrapping around it as she stopped to suck and moan around the flared head. Their eyes closed for a moment as she savored it.
Soon the scent of Spike’s pheromones fills their senses, Sweetie Belle's soft careful teasing becoming eager and rough as the head of Button Mash's cock hits the back of her jaw and she swallows down the leaking precum and saliva filling her mouth.
On reflex alone, he bucked forward, pinning Sweetie Belle’s head against the door. The forcefulness didn’t matter to her, nor did the lack of air as his entire tip filled the entrance to her throat.
It pressed tightly around his shaft while her nose was pressed into his pelvis, practically gagging at the size of it. He didn’t have a long stallionhood, nor a thick one. She had been on the farm and heard the rumors of Big Mac. This young stallion in front of her couldn’t dare compare to those myths, but Button Mash’s tip size was noticeable in this position.
Drool dribbles down her chin as Sweetie Belle starts sucking on the tip. Her fingers dug deep into his hips as the motions become hurried and rough. Button Mash didn’t stop her, instead, leaned against the door.
She didn’t know why, but she wanted it, more than anything. He could barely buck to match her speed. Something was building inside him, she could feel it. She increased her pace, thoughts demanding more and more.
Both were in such bliss that neither noticed the door warping under both of their weights. It creaked ever so loudly. Again, not a wink from either of them as Button Mash’s breathing got harder. Sweetie Belle had lost her air long ago but was so engulfed in the pheromones and the heat of the moment that she couldn’t stop even as her eyes became woozy.
The door finally popped open and the light from the hallway filled the cavern-like room of the dragon. Spike stopped his bucking only for a moment and smiled with a mighty toothy grin.
With nothing bracing her anymore, Sweetie Belle's face fell off the shaft. For Button Mash, it was like a cork had been popped off, spraying himself all over the entrance to Rarity's room. Despite how much he wanted to stop, he found himself spraying more than ever before. It quickly sprayed over Sweetie Belle's face and the floor, reaching the bed.
At the bed, it hit the face of the mare Spike had been pounding. Through his haze and loss of breath, Button Mash raised his eyebrow in confusion. "Wait, that's not Rarity?!"
The light revealed Rarity out cold on the desk, still completely covered in smut, just as Sweetie herself was now. This left the obvious question of who was Spike pounding.
Button Mash quickly found his answer as the mare rushed off of Spike and pressed him against the wall. Fluttershy was no longer riding Spike but instead pressed her smut-covered chest against his belly. She licked the smut of her face and ran her hand over the pony's shaft, bringing it back from limpness. The mare moved her hand back and forth from her mouth to his dick. The feeling was so intense.
Fluttershy gave twisted laughter while stroking with both hands along the sides of Button Mash's cock. Her eyes lit with a pheromone-fueled fire as she works his taut stiff twitching cock harder and rougher than Sweetie Belle’s mouth ever could.
Sweetie Belle took her time to regain all her oxygen, barely aware, yet growing jealousy flowed from her eyes at the vague shape around Button Mash. She reached out for him only a giant purple hand to stop her.
The mighty draconic limb braced her in place and traced his fingers down her arm. Softly squeezing her shirt, the clothing ripping apart in his claws with ease. Her eyes widened as he squeezed her breast only once.
The pheromones hit her again as she felt something tear at her pants. Her vision returned, only to see a giant forked tongue slither inside. Sweetie Belle’s back arched as it entered her just as fast, tracing back and forth between her pussy and ass.
Sweetie Belle gripped her pants to push herself away from him, only to find her hands pulling the clothing down. With more room, Spike pushed his tongue deep, penetrating her. The young mare’s eyes widened at the size of it alone. Forget Button Mash, forget Big Mac, not even a giant stallion could compare to how well it fill every corner.
She mewled her head back as Spike's tongue filled her sopping-wet pussy. Her hips gyrated and bucked on reflex alone. A firm hand keeps her right where he wanted her. Her words gave no deterrent, instead, only soft moans, "oh~".
Fluttershy laughed at the pleasure echoing behind her. She pressed into the slit at the tip of Button Mash's cock, rubbing and swirling with the pad of her thumb, causing him to buck and whine while his balls tightened. Despite all her work, his eyes never left Sweetie Belle. A mix of horror, jealousy, and joy twisted in his mind thanks to the pheromones.
Fluttershy narrowed her eyes and with her other hand, she grabbed his balls. He bucked more violently as she squeezed both even tighter. “Do it!!” She screamed.
“Sweetie Belle…” The last words before everything flowed out. His cum spurted out into Fluttershy's waiting mouth just inches away. Her hands pumped and squeezed out every last drop as ribbons of his thick cum sprayed over her tongue, face, and chest.
Button Mash couldn't fire another round. Fluttershy yanked off his clothes, ignoring his attempts to stop her. He could only go so far. Her hand rubbed up and down his shaft. The pain making him limpier and limpier. Small drops of smut were the only thing stringing out as he wheezed in pain.
"Please, stop..." He finally screamed. The daze of the pheromones weakened evermore.
"Don't worry, I will make it all stop." Another voice entered the room. Above him stood Ember the dragon.
Opening her suit for but a moment, she spat as much fire as she could into the room. The flames burned away much of the pheromones, allowing Button Mash to regain control of his body. He pushed off Fluttershy with all his might, throwing her onto the bed.
The actions only seem to intensify her desire as her back arched and liquid spewed from her lowers. Ember pushed him back, "Don't let it touch you, she is completely infected. Blasting away the pheromones won't stop her now."
"Right." He didn't know at all what was going on.
"Has he fucked Diamond Tiara?"
"What?!"
"Shining Armor?"
"Huh?!" Now he was completely lost.
Ember picked him up and shook him violently, "That white mare you clearly like!!" She pointed to Sweetie Belle.
"Wait, you don't know--"
"Does it look like I can tell the difference between you ponies!! Rumble!!" She screamed the incorrect name at Button Mash again. "If it hadn't been for a one-stand I had a few years back I wouldn't even be able to tell you if you were stacked or a pussy, now help me."
"Right, right, no..." He felt defeated at saying the next part. "He licked her, far better than I ever could."
Ember could see the shame clearly but didn't have time to let him mourn his failures. She threw him to the ground. "Get her out of here." With a quick yank of her tail, she pulled Sweetie Belle from Spike's maw.
"What about me and the infection?"
"You’re clearly sane enough right now that you were only attacked by the pheromones."
"Phero-- what?!" Button Mash was silented by the door standing in their way. Button Mash looked on in shock. His eyes raced back and forth between Fluttershy, the dragon that saved him, and Sweetie Belle beside him. At one moment his mind told him to run back in there and mount Fluttershy, or the dragon, Spike, or-- he slapped himself. Ember was right, he was still being affected the longer he stayed in that spot.
"Lock her in another room and I'll meet with you later." Ember's voice echoed from within the room.
Button Mash couldn't understand how that would stop this or Sweetie Belle but he had no time to argue. He carefully picked up Sweetie Belle and ran back to her room.
Meanwhile, Ember smiled, seeing a clear way to end this. She knew that she at least needed to pin down Spike before taking care of any more infected. "Let’s dance--Wait a minute, wasn't there another white mare in here?" She stopped as Spike roared loudly, rushing forward, enraged and sexually deprived. "Fuck?!" She readied her claws.
Unbeknownst to her, Rarity, still in a cum drunken daze crawled through the boutique's main floor for her own next prey...
A bell rang at the front desk.
"Oh... goody, a customer..." She hummed with delight.
Author's Note
Ember has arrived. Can she defeat the lustful dragon and his sexy minions, keep reading to find out. Next chapter is coming in April.
The school grounds were getting too hot as Smolder found herself completely surrounded. The librarian was holding her down as Ocellus, Gallus and Sandbar fapped away in front of Smolder. The dragon struggled in her hazmat suit as their grunts got more fearsome. The sight of the floppy penises above her was a sickening sight, but none more so than when the librarian spread her mouth and squeezed her large breasts over Smolder's body, waiting for the oncoming sprays.
"Yes, give it to me!" the librarian screamed. "Ruin my face completely with your hot sperm!" The three laughed loudly and grunted harder as more blasts echoed out. Smolder closed her eyes, wincing at the sounds of the mare laughing too, and hoping it would end soon.
However, nothing pelted Smolder. She was still wearing the suit, but she wasn't feeling anything bounce against it. "What? Huh?"
"Don't worry, you're safe." A voice spoke.
"What?" Smolder's eyes opened only to see none of them near her. Instead, she found herself tied up and a new mare aiming a knife at her. "Oh, please tell me one of you doesn't have a bondage kink?!" She stopped at the sounds of splashing, turning only to puking at the sight of the librarian several meters away, showering in sperm.
"Yes, it feels so good!!" the librarian lathered the cum over her breasts like soap before nuzzling the nearest penis in her mane and face. "Fuck my face more!" The librarian fell to the ground and the three walked away.
Smolder was practically gagging at the sight. But at the same time, she was in a mix of jealousy and sorrow to see her friends consumed by the pheromones.
Gallus was once the leader of their little gang, turned captain upon leaving this school, only to return now as the leader of this sex-crazed force. Sandbar, the kindest pony she ever knew, owner of ten flower shops in both Canterlot and Ponyville, returning to the school of his youth to be pegged. And Ocellus, the wisest of them, Smolder's former ex and the sole reason she ran away to the Dragon Lands after graduation, now turned into a vicious monster of a changeling. "Those poor fools... I'll save you."
"So... you are like them?!" her rescuer questioned.
"What?" Smolder questioned the knife pressing against her throat. “No!”
"Are you certain?! Because I already killed two teachers for lying to me!" The pony pressed the knife tighter.
"Are you certain?!" Smolder shot right back. "You just admitted to committing murder. Rape isn't too far off for your kind, you pheromone freak!"
"Pheromone? You mean like smell?!" The pony pulled back and laughed. "Is that why I'm immune? Here I thought it was just willpower." She cut the rope and put away her knife.
"What do you mean? No one is immune, that's why I'm wearing this suit?!"
“I am!” the pony pointed to her nose. “The name is Jade Spade and I haven’t been able to smell since I was three years old.”
“What? Impossible.”
“Eeyup.” She thumbed her nose. It gave off a plastic sound. “Had it replaced after I fell into a wood chipper? That was all kinds of painful.”
“Doesn’t explain how you survived this long?”
"Well, it started when that griffin captain returned and kissed Cheerilee without warning. Everypony watched in horror as they both started stripping. Then that changeling turned into a bunch of tentacle penises and went to town on anyone nearby."
“That sounds insane. How did you escape?”
"Soon enough, I found myself being chased by Cheerilee, her sister Berry Punch and my former best buddy, Braeburn. I stabbed the mares in the heart and chopped off his penis before he could blast me in the mouth." With that, she pulled out a massive shaft stitched to a bloodstained flag pole out of seemingly nowhere. "Does good in warding off most stallions.” Smolder didn’t know how to react to the mare’s words. “Damn shame. He was once my hero and had a good tempo with his fingers. Had he not been crazed, and I had a thing for stallions, he would have been mine long before this day."
"Thank goodness he didn't fill you or else you would have been infected, smell or not." Smolder backed away from the sight of the large shaft swinging above her. "Also, don't make too many assumptions. This disease’s supposed to make the subject better at all forms of sex to ensure the partners don't want it to stop."
"That sounds both pleasing and disgusting." Jade Spade deadpanned.
“Either way, we can’t let them get you or me.” Smolder grabbed her hand as the soft moans of mares echoed behind them. “We need to get inside the school and figure out how far the damage has spread.”
“Okay, but if you slow me down, you’re eating the next dick we see.”
******
Meanwhile, on the other side of the front, the cum covered librarian found her way to an open door. Bellflower Blurb licked their lips and her breasts. She had never felt so good. All those horny books were wrong. Cum was incredible, and she needed to coat her chest in more. Opening the door, she found the back entrance to the lunchroom. Laughing at the sounds of soft moans she followed it to the cooking area.
“Someone is getting… milked!” She cackled wildly. “Yes, milk him good.” She walked closer only to jump back in surprise. "Frying Pan! I Thought you broke up with him!!"
"I did..." The other mare stopped and nibbled on the tip of the stallion’s penis.
"... Then let me help you break up with him." Bellflower Blurb laughed at the sight of a poor cucumber laying on the counter. "Oh, this should make sure he never touches you ever again.”
Bellflower Blurb stroked the cucumber, taunting Frying Pan’s ex. His eyes locked in a mix of horror and excitement at the phallic like object in her hands while Frying Pan’s tongue rolled up his cock, stroking out soft moans through his lips.
"Gonna show you a whole new world, honey!" Frying Pan screamed as she plunged her mouth all the way down. Her ex had little warning as Bellflower Blurb violently stabbed the cucumber through his ass cheeks.
The stallion was in a mix of euphoria and pain as Frying Pan’s head quickly bounced up and down. His breath hitched as his ass clenched tightly from the intruder.
"Yes, take it, you scum of a stallion!" Bellflower Blurb rubbed the cum off her chest and coated her hand thick. Seeing the stallion’s back arch from the rush she went for the chance. Reaching over, she shoved the cum covered hand into his mouth.
The pheromones mixed with the salter taste of griffin and changeling cum was a twisted experience. The stallion was hard straight but couldn’t get enough of this taste, bobbing his head like the hand was a shaft bursting into him. He shrieked his moans as the three-way penetration was accelerating his own expiring shaft.
Frying Pan was just as shocked. Her ex never thrusted so fast. He was practically face fucking her in the chair. Bellflower Blurb only encouraged this, pushing the cucumber harder and sliding her hand faster.
“Yes, let’s abuse the fuck out of him!" Bellflower Blurb said, pushing the cucumber as deep as possible, pressing it right against the stallion’s prostate, making him bite down on her cum slimed hand.
Feeling the twitching reaching the bursting point Frying Pan pushed her mouth down as far as she could. She wanted to taste everything, but the blast of cum was so explosive it threw her head off his cock and to the ground. It practically rapid fired all over the pans, plates, and kitchen.
Outside the room, the lunch bell rang as college students flooded in. Today’s lunch… very salty.
Author's Note
So this chapter originally was just going to be Smolder meeting Jade Spade, but that came out too short. Now, this ending leaves so many implications. Plus, yes, Jade Spade is a real character from the show, this pun was too perfect to ignore.
Also, Bellflower Blurb is just going through some strange shit, really I just have a thing for librarians, male or female. Comment down below if you would like to see her in a story with less disgusting shit.
The first floor of the boutique was completely silent to the chaos happening in the rooms on the floor above. The finest craftsmareship Rarity could afford. She wouldn't dare withstand any form of embarrassment, so insulated walls prevented interruptions like piping and her little sister's games. The mare never thought years later that such an effort would be used to hide a far more erotic embarrassment.
That sexy scaly beast of a dick would have to wait patiently. Rarity's instincts to make a sale rang loudly in her ears. It was almost more than the pheromones could handle. The bell banged louder, making her rush down the stairs quickly, completely forgetting the obvious.
However, her joy of making a sale faded upon seeing an all too familiar griffin leaning back against the desk. The griffin didn't even notice the mare, pounding the bell again. "Damn you... Gabby."
"Come on, Sweetie Belle? I've got more deliveries to make." Gabby chirped aloud, kicking the box by her feet. "Just because Rarity's not here doesn't mean you get to be lazy."
Rarity's mind perked with memories of how she was supposed to be at a party, stuck at Canterlot for a full day. It would make sense that Gabby would be here for Sweetie Belle and not her. Well, at least she wasn't here for Spike. Rarity's face filled with blush at his grunts from hours ago. The much-needed release they both deserved instead of going to that stupid party.
The mare found herself leering over Gabby's hourglass shape and a rear even bigger than her own, barely contained in her tight pants. Such a shame that griffins never got a cutie mark. That large ass was just asking for a tattoo... and maybe some white stains. Waving her head back and forth she turned back to the mission at hand.
Arriving at the desk, Rarity softly caressed the claw on the bell, shocking Gabby. "Sweetie--" The griffin stopped instantly and tried not to scream at the sight of the naked Rarity standing in front of her. "R-Rarity!" she stuttered while trying not to stare at Rarity's large breasts as they bounced around.
"Yes, this is my shop. Are you here to deliver something?" Rarity questioned.
"Yeah..." Gabby laughed repeatedly. "A large, I mean big, I mean bounce, I mean--" Gabby slapped herself to stop that sentence. "Just a package." She placed it on the desk, right in front of Rarity's chest to block the view.. The griffin didn’t know why Rarity was acting like this, but she could see the dazed look in her eyes, half considering the mare was drunk.
"Oh, it’s for Sweetie Belle..." Rarity drooled over the name with a strange glee. "She... very busy... with a stallion!" Her voice shifted a tone lower from both the pheromones and the annoyance of having Gabby in the room.
"Wow, her and Button are playing games again." Her eyes narrowed. "Why am I not surprised she failed... again?"
"Fail?" Rarity climbed on top of the desk, laying her large breasts over the box. "Far from it, I'm certain she's pounding that stallion right now!" She bucked her hips against the desk, making the box shake with random vibrating sounds.
"Really... Lucky mare," Gabby leaned away from the sight of Rarity's nakedness and found her face heated. Was she blushing out of embarrassment... or... one hand drifted down to her belt and her tight pants while another grasped tightly onto the box.
"I'm lucky too, to have such a massive dragon to keep me contained!" Rarity lazily conjured up a sharp crystal to slice open the box.
"Yeah-- What?" Gabby's eyes went wide at those words. "What are you talking about--" Gabby stopped halfway when she saw what lay inside the package. Normally, she wouldn't dare look inside somepony's package; that would be completely against regulations. Her manager, Derpy, would certainly fire her if she found out. Then again, that pegasus was rather brainless…
Unknown to her, miles away Derpy's head popped out a pile of muffins with wide eyes and twitchy ears as if she was sensing a great evil had been committed.
******
"Oh yes, oh yes!!" Back inside the boutique, Rarity was ready to burst at the mere sight of the contents of the package and Gabby was left just so utterly dumbfounded that she forgot Rarity's words about a certain dragon.
Inside the box was several... dildos of varying shape, width and length. There were plenty of colors to choose from, and only some of them were of stallions. There were dragons, griffins, hippogriffs, minotaurs, centaurs, merpony, birds, fish, trolls, goblins, changelings and even changedlings, the latter two being related, but with some slight variations.
But buried amongst the collection was the strangest one of them all. Rarity leered with delight and slight shame as she reached inside for a special one she noticed shining in the deep.
"Well, well, I never knew my sister had quite the kink." Rarity said as she pulled out a three foot long Shire Pony penis.
Gabby blushed more madly as the tip bounced off her beak. "Wow, no wonder Sweetie Belle has been trying so hard to get into Button's pants."
"Yes, yes," Rarity swung the massive dildo around. "These might be designed to suit even the most depraved of fantasies, but none of them compare to the real thing." She beat the dildo on the box and laughed at it. "This pales in comparison to a real Shire stallion. Those are hunks of a breed..."
"I... bet..." Gabby's mouth drooled at the sight of the shaft.
"Of course, even those beasts are far too thin compared to Spike's massive and wide mast!"
"Wait... what?!" Gabby popped out of her daze at another mention of the dragon.
Rarity knew what she was doing, it was obvious that the low griffin had the same amount of hot desire for the dragon as she did. All she needed to do was to coax it out. Rolling on top of the desk and displaying her whole body to Gabby, she dropped the tip of the dildo over her nethers and rubbed carefully.
Gabby didn't stop her, instead she repeated. "Wait... what about... Spikey?" She regretted saying it like that, as she knew wording his name in such a way would only offend Rarity.
Well, it would have offended her before if she wasn't so intensely fueled by a greater desire. "Oh, my Spikey!" She pressed the tip inside ever so little. "He is my Spikey!!" Her voice raised as it pushed in deeper.
"No!" Gabby's face was now full red. "He's..." Her voice hitched at Rarity's moan.
"He's mine!!" Rarity cheered as the tip passed through her walls and a third of its size vanished inside her. "He ravaged me!! It was so much!!"
"He... did... No, my Spikey!!" Gabby leaned over the box. Her eyes leered over every dildo inside. "He wouldn't..."
"He broke me so hard that even these mean nothing!!" Half of the shaft entered her instantly, bringing out a piercing scream.
Hearing the joy of the mare in front of her made Gabby feel delirious. Her breathing was getting worse and her clothing was getting tighter... and hotter. One of her claws didn't even hesitate, tearing off the top button of her uniform while the other claw reached into the box, wanting to touch them. What was wrong with her all of a sudden? Her whole body shivered at the feeling of each one passing by her arm and the moaning echoing louder beside her.
She ripped off another button, then another. Soon her bra was fully exposed and she couldn’t stop herself, licking her claw as she finished.
The griffin's eyes widened as her other claw felt it: another impossibly long shaft, a Shire stallion. She licked her beak and popped her belt buckle next. Her breathing was improving, but now she was even hotter. It took her full willpower to stop herself from loosening her bra next.
She popped out the dildo just as quickly as Rarity did before. Without hesitating, she licked the sides of it and leered back over Rarity's naked form. It didn't help remembering that Rarity was masturbating beside her, especially when the mare gripped tightly to the griffin's uniform, pulling one sleeve off and exposing her shoulders.
Rarity was retracting her own dildo, beginning to thrust it in and out. She winked at the griffin above her and said, "Do you want him too? I'm certain he can fulfill your desires...just as well as mine."
"Nah!" With that comment, Gabby used her dildo to leverage away Rarity's hands from her nethers. The mare’s hand held tightly to the dildo and it pulled out of Rarity with ease. The griffin threw Rarity off the desk and swung her to the floor.
The griffin crowed out a mighty call. "But, I might consider..." She held the dildo upward like a sword "fighting for his big dragon dick!!"
Rarity laughed with utter delight, standing with her dildo ready to meet her attack head on. "Alright then, dear. But know this, I've played with plenty of dicks in my day."
"I know, you sound like quite the expert at getting fucked!" Gabby winked at her. "But, tell me again, which one of us took Spikey's virginity?!"
Rarity blushed brightly for the first time since she started this. "You... it was you..."
"His and mine, all three holes!!" Gabby gave another piercing crow.
"You bird bitch!! I'm going to dominate that giant ass!!" With that, they both charged in swinging.
Author's Note
I am such a tease. The next one is going back to the College of Friendship and Smolder's mistrust in her new immuned friend.
Also, got a new proofreader.
“One, two, three, four!!” cheers echoed from the School of Friendship’s auditorium. Music loudly followed as the two mares jumped across the stage. Lighthoof was the first to be seen and kicked things off by swaying her hips and squatting up and down. She licked her pom-poms and spun her mini-skirt, twerking her tight panties at the audience. She spun around her teammate and thrusted her pelvis against the floor, moaning aloud.
Lighthoof pointed her pom-poms to her teammate, allowing Shimmer Shake to have her turn. The orange mare took it by flipping forward in slow motion to show up her panties and her midriff. Jumping into the air, Shimmer Shake landed her hands on Lighthoof’s pom poms and wasted no time splitting her legs upward as she hung upside down.
Shimmer Shake laughed with a moan as she was lowered down. Once both faces met, they took each other's lips and tongue. She dropped her gut over Lighthoof’s head and deepened the kiss. As the two separated, Shimmer Shake was lowered more, down to Lighthoof’s chest. Both lightly massaged each other's breasts.
They were now at their legs. Biting down on the tight panties they had been showing off the whole time. The audience cheered and drool at the sight of it all. They were on the edge of their seats as the music reached its peak.
When the beat dropped and the two mares separated, each other’s panties in their mouths. This revealed the most shocking part of all. The audience was speechless for a moment. Between the cheerleaders’ legs hung thick penises that reached almost mid-thigh, not even stiff yet, with huge testicles the size of grapefruits.
"You need to be more flexible," Shimmer Shake laughed.
"Don’t mock me! At least I brought the lube." Lighthoof replied.
Lighthoof pulled the bottle out of her bra and squeezed a generous helping of lube over her cock. Moving ever so slowly to ensure the cock was fully covered. She moaned as she reached her giant balls and winked at the audience.
Shimmy Shake snorted and took the bottle for herself. She positioned her cock right behind Lighthoof's cock, getting as close as possible, lining things up perfectly, and poured some lube on herself as well.
It took a bit of work to get in tempo with each other, but soon they were matching each other's speed, filling the room with lewd groans and squishing splashes as both cock tips touched from all the shaking.
It was an incredible if strange sight. Neither wanted to directly touch the other unless by accident. The speed was slow as the two wanted to enjoy every minute but also wanted to give plenty of view to their audience.
From the shadows of the auditorium's exit, two uninvited guests watch on in horror. "Wow, I worked with those two as a cheerleader for years and never knew they were trans." Smolder was in a mix of confusion.
"Shemale," Jade corrected her.
"No, that's not the right word." Smolder shyly rubbed the back of her helmet.
"So is it futa?!"
"It's not that either!" Smolder shouted but quickly covered her mouth.
"Then, tell me what would you call it?"
"I don't know..." Smolder blushed madly. "I... I..."
"You what?"
“I used to date one.” Smolder blatted out.
"Right?" Jade winked at her. “I’m stuck with a sicko, watching a bunch of perverts lose their minds.”
“Don’t call me sick!” Smolder fired back. “I’m not the one walking with a dick on a spear!” She pointed out the obvious.
“Fine, you have a point.” Jade attempted to change the subject, and looked out to the audience and noted aloud something that had been bugging her the whole time. “Not trying to be sick here, but since this is a school, where are all the children?”
Smolder facepalmed. “First off, the School of Friendship was never a place for kids and secondly, it connects to the pheromones. They only pollute the minds of adults, with the strongest effects on nonvirgins. Any under the age of eighteen are scared off or outright knocked out by the smell. The sex-craved victims only gain a taste for adults.”
“So you’re saying this sex zombie virus could force pedos to go cold turkey,” Jade said ever so bluntly.
“In a way, yes…” Now Smolder wanted to change the subject too. She scanned over the audience to see how many were affected. “Only twenty students in here.” She gave a weak sigh of relief. “Though, this doesn’t mean everyone is free of infection.”
“Does this mean I can start killing?!” Jade cheered.
"Wait, is that the former head of the drama team, Alpha Beta? He's watching them, too." Smolder pointed out to the front row. The two hidden looked on in shame at the sight of a light brown earth pony, wearing nothing other than a thick grayish green sweater, no pants, showing off his massive penis, far bigger than the mares. He was thrusting at the same speed as the two mares into a hole in one of the chairs.
"More like Beta Cunt," Jade mocked. "Having a dick that big. I don't care if those other two are shemales!" She leaned her head out into the opening, "Don't fuck the chair, jump up on stage and fuck them, you blind fool!!"
Smolder ripped Jade Spade out of the opening before the whoring zombies could see them. In the rush of movement, the two were sent rolling out of sight. Stopping with Smolder hitting her head on the floor and Jade on top of her.
The dragon's eyes widened at Jade's thick cleavage bouncing on the window of her helmet. Smolder veered her head back and took in a deep breath and her face filled with heat.
Jade came to attention at a cracking sound. Leaning up made things worse for the dragon below her. The pony's tight t-shirt hung over Smolder's helmet, exposing her midriff. Smolder's breath slowed at Jade’s well-sculpted abs. The hotness in her face reached its peak as the bottom of one of the mare's bountiful breasts slipped out.
Time moved at a snail’s pace as the boob slowly dropped lower into the opening. Smolder didn't know why, but her snout reached out to it just as slowly. Her claws pressed onto the mare's pants, feeling more firm muscles hidden underneath.
The dragon didn't know what came over her as she heard the voice of an all too familiar changedling, echoing at the back of her head. But just as quickly as everything started, it all faded away as Jade jumped off of her and fixed her shirt. The pony had seen nothing of the dragon's actions and hesitations.
"Sorry--"Jade was stopped as the laughter of the cheerleaders echoed behind them. Realizing they had indeed been spotted, the two bolted down the hallway. A group of crazy sex zombies charged out of the exit like a swarm, only being tripped about by loose clothing, breasts, and dicks.
Smolder pulled out her wings and grabbed Jade. Taking into the air they flew away faster than the crowd could catch them. However, Smolder hadn't realized in her rush to save her new friend, the dragon had grabbed the mare by her bouncy breasts, which were now squeezing about in her hands. Her arms shook erratically, making her drop the mare and crash to the ground.
They had lost their pursuers, but their embarrassment was much stronger than their fears of being caught. Jade felt almost violated, adjusting her shirt and holding out her spear to Smolder. "What the fuck was that for?!"
"I'm sorry?!" Smolder apologized far louder than Jade did before. She didn't know why she was so on edge now, but she had to take a moment to stop. She leaned against what seemed like a tree trunk and hyperventilated. While she wasn't sure before, she was sure now. Her face was full of blush, shock, and sweat.
However, the more she leaned against the log, the more the heat in her face got worse. She couldn't figure out why she was so on edge. She wanted to slap herself, but while wearing her hazmat suit that seemed rather impossible. All she could do was scream into her teeth and shake her head.
Jade realized something was wrong with her new friend, but couldn't figure it out either. In her mind, she knew if this happened again only worse, she would need to cut ties. Having allies was one thing, but being slowed down by them would be pointless if they got her caught. "No more searching for survivors..." Jade stated so bluntly. "Let's just find your sources and put them out of their misery." She based her spear's bottom on the ground.
"No!" Smolder was just as defiant. "We can't kill Gallus or Ocellus."
"Why not? They are the carriers."
"That's not how it works!" Smolder stood over Jade. "Each new infection becomes a carrier of sorts."
"Then why are we hunting down these two?!" Jade jumped back up in confusion. "I say we start killing each other, starting with setting a blaze to that auditorium. After that take down any others that get in our way. Finally, string up that griffin and changeling as symbols of our resolve."
"No!!" Smolder repeated louder. "You can't hurt them!!"
"They are hurting others, are they not?!" Jade backed Smolder into the log.
"Yes, but--" the dragon was stopped as the mare pushed her against the log.
"But what? Why would you show mercy to a griffin and a changeling--"
"She's a changedling!!" Smolder shouted back Ocellus's proper species name.
Jade's eyes narrowed. "Oh, and that matters why? I told you pronouns don't matter jack shit right now!!"
"I..." Smolder's eyes drifted back and forth, suddenly unable to think of an answer despite knowing plenty. It was as if each answer faded the moment it entered her mouth. This left her breathing worse, and she backed away as much as she could, but the log was right against her back.
It was at this moment she noticed something she should have realized sooner. "Wait... why is there a log in the school?" She traced her fingers over the log, adding more layers of confusion.
"Why does that matter? We just came from the auditorium. Maybe the sickos were having a forest play before all shit broke loose." Jade finally turned her attention to the log. She slowly realized something even stranger. "Though, why would somepony paint a log pink?"
Smolder's eyes went wide and now she was hyperventilating. She pulled her hand back and faded the log, jumping in her suit as the log pulsed and shivered in place. "No, no, no."
"What's wrong?"
"Impossible." Smolder froze. "Spike told me once of a dragon living on the outskirts of the EverFree forest."
"What do you mean? What dragon?!" Jade slapped the log with her spear. A rumbling roar echoed down the hallway in the direction the log led.
"Crackle the dragon?!" With that, Smolder bolted down the other hallway. As the log shook and lifted into the air, the evidence became apparent to the mare as well. Jade followed after her just as quickly.
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Author's Note
So yeah, my original plan was to simply have the appearance of Crackle. However, I got curious of including other background ponies in the story. Comment down below if you have any other ideas of some background ponies you might like to see get involved in this erotic shit.
https://derpibooru.org/tags/alpha+beta
https://derpibooru.org/tags/lighthoof
https://derpibooru.org/tags/shimmy+shake
The principal's office was a buzz of noise, much to the dismay of its occupants. Sitting at the main desk rather uncomfortably was Starlight Glimmer. To her right, the resurrected plant Phyllis, looking far livelier than the time Trixie murdered it more than a decade back. And in front of her, much to her annoyance, were two arguing parents, Cream Heart, and Spoiled Rich.
"I told you before, Button Mash can't join the system." Starlight adjusted her seat, which encouraged a strange muffling sound under her. "He's too problematic." She didn't know how to word it properly.
"What do you mean, Problematic?" Cream heart raised an eyebrow and pointed directly at Starlight.
Realizing now that this was the tenth time she repeated herself, Starlight decided to be blunt. "He tried to learn how to masturbate by reading library books!"
"So? He's a growing boy." Cream Heart blushed madly. "I've done a lot of hard work to ensure he keeps that under control."
"He's twenty-nine and hangs out with a bunch of perverts who keep daring him to do stupid stuff!" Starlight attacked back, quickly grabbing her mouth in shock at her own word choice. She adjusted her chair again, covering a moan under her breath, and tried rephrasing. "I mean, he's of an older mind now, and thus a more respectable public image needs to be kept up."
"I'll agree my son is rather... dense." Cream Heart gave a deep breath. "Sweetie Belle knows that better than me sometimes, that poor mare."
“Sweetie Belle convinced him once to slap my ass!" Starlight slammed the desk and dug her fingers in. Her chair shook erratically for a moment as she adjusted herself. "Sorry."
"I see..." Cream Heart turned away in shame. "He's very shy. Maybe he's overreacting, just like you."
"I am not overreacting!" Starlight's shouts sounded more like a moan with each passing second.
"Fine, fine, fine." Spoiled Rich waved her hands between the two. "Calm down." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a thick wad of cash. "How much will it take to convince you to help my friend?"
"I will not take bribery..." She stopped as, without warning a blue hand reached out from under the desk and tried to grab the money. The two mares on the other side were confused as Starlight shoved the hand back down. "Sorry, that's just the janitor. He's fixing a creaking leg!" She moaned that last part even harsher.
"Sounds like this place needs renovating..." Spoiled Rich turned away in disappointment, putting away her money. The hand under the desk responded with slaps and smashes.
"Sorry, he's very greedy and mute!" Starlight jumped in her chair and readjusted her dress. "Look, since you're only here to complain..." She rolled her eyes around the room. "How about you take it up with a proper appointment?"
"No!" Cream Heart was just as defiant as before.
"Sure, you will!" Starlight grabbed a nearby bell. "I'll even pay for lunch." She narrowed her eyes at her watch, noting it was noon. "I'm sure both of you must be hungry." She rang the bell, and the door opened.
A light orange stallion with a blue mane walked in with two plates of food. "Mistress, I thought you and Trixie weren't--" He stopped at the sight of the other two mares in the room.
"No, Trixie... she never showed up!" She gave another sharp moan. "First Base, take these two to the waiting room and let them have our food. I'll have a bag lunch later."
"Oh, sure." First Base raised his eyebrow and shewed them away, nonetheless. The two mares were glad to get some free food but weren't done talking so they left with a mix of annoyance and disappointment evident on their faces.
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After they were finally gone, Starlight gave the harshest moan she could. She unbuttoned her shirt and laughed, rubbing her hand between her breasts to air out the sweat. "Those two are so damn dense... I can see where Button gets it from."
She scooted the chair back a few feet and looked down at her dress. "It's not exactly just her. Everyone has been on edge all day!" A voice echoed from under the dress.
"Yeah, which is why I'm glad you're here, Trixie." Starlight lifted her dress and unveiled the blue mare underneath her, face full of the principal's snatch. "Though you could have been less abrasive."
"You climaxed too quickly!" Trixie lifted her head out of the dress and coughed. "Damn, why is it so deep down there?!" She pushed up the dress to get more room.
"Well..." Starlight blushed heavily through her moans. "Having children makes things more... roomy. Yeah, right there."
"You had Luster Dawn nearly eighteen years ago!" Trixie corrected.
"Actually, eighteen years ago yesterday."
"Wait, Trixie missed her goddaughter's birthday... But... But..." Trixie was silenced as Starlight gripped her horn, bringing out euphoria.
"Luster Dawn wasn't here for the birthday either. She's too busy training under Flurry Heart in the Crystal Empire. Been gone for months..." Starlight gave a heavy moan. "Now, please don't bring up my daughter while eating me out. I'm trying to dream of something more appealing... Yeah."
"No problem, just don't suffocate Trixie this time." the blue unicorn huffed.
"Sorry, Sunburst has been busy for two days straight after receiving a message from Princess Ember." Starlight leaned down to Trixie and took a quick kiss from her.
"Where is he now?"
"In the storage room. Something about new books from Dodge Junction. Some of Applejack's cousins are delivering it. Then he’s going to do more research about Ember's message..."
"Then why buy him lunch too?" Trixie pointed over to the extra plate from the lunch room.
"Huh, I don't remember First Base bringing that in."
"Fine, give it to the flower!" Trixie laughed and took a quick bite of the food.
"Phyllis?!" Starlight pointed to the large plant. "No, no, I'm not taking the chance of him getting sick."
"Trixie still can't believe you resurrected him."
Starlight rolled her eyes and attempted to change the subject off the plant. "So how are the students doing?"
"Fine, fine..." Trixie pushed off the details.
"Could you be more specific?"
"Nothing, nothing at all!" Trixie raised her voice before apologizing.
"It's okay, I just miss doing the more personal work. Being a principal is so stressful sometimes."
"Trixie's job is not stressful?!" Again, Trixie apologized. "It's just today being an ass..." She pulled on her shirt. "Plus, it's been so hot too. You know Trixie doesn't do well under this kind of heat."
"I know what you mean," Starlight laughed. "Besides, the weather channel said it would be the coldest day of the week."
"Right… What did the dragon queen want?!" Trixie laughed and leaned upward, wanting to kiss more.
"I don't know... something about Spike going into mating season soon... or something like that." Starlight rolled her eyes over to one of the desk drawers and opened it. Reaching inside, she pulled out an intimidatingly large strapon.
"Finally, so tired of one-sided fun!" Trixie cheered and pushed the chair away completely. She kneeled in front of Starlight as she stood up. With a quick movement, Starlight strapped the strapon tightly to her body and turned on the vibrator, moaning as she shook her hips.
Feeling the warm hand over her horn sent a chill up Trixie's spine. Starlight’s hands were always softer than her own hands. Trixie was a poor mare and lived a harsh life with many blisters. The mare laughed as the tip brushed against her face and lips.
"I see you understand your place." Starlight used Trixie's horn like a lever and pushed her head down the length of the shaft. Getting a gag reaction from her as she adjusted to the shock of having the strapon shoved into her maw so quickly. The gagging slowly subsided as she moved a bit on her own without the need to push her down the length.
Trixie's heart skipped a beat when she was forced onto the strapon. The brute force gave a thrill she absolutely adored. Starlight knew what she wanted and wasn't going to wait for her to take her time. Following as commanded she continued to suck on the strapon, leaving lipstick stains at various points marking the depth of the strapon she was swallowing.
Reaching the medial ring, Trixie struggled as most stallions weren’t as big. She pulled back and tried again, and once again stopped by her gag reflex. As she tried again, she suddenly felt her head get pushed hard from behind, causing the strapon to slip deep down her throat, blocking her airway, and causing the gag reflex to shut down from the shock.
Instead of her mouth spitting out, it clenched down on the shaft. Tears welled in her eyes, causing mascara to run down her cheeks, and her lungs burned, gasping for air.
Starlight dug her hand deeper into her shirt and squeezed one of her breasts at the sight of Trixie. She wanted to pleasure herself too, but felt that Trixie needed a punishment first. Watching her friend choke on the rubber object would have to do. When she deemed it enough, she pulled her off.
Watching as Trixie struggled to get oxygen back into her lungs, spit running from the strapon to her mouth, and chin, Starlight let out a chuckle and crouched down, taking Trixie's chin in her hand and holding her face. "You still haven't even reached the base and you think you can handle Sunburst! You think that is enough to satisfy him, let alone me?" She stood back up, towering over the blue pony.
Trixie looked up at her. "Trixie's not done yet." She gave a toothy grin.
"Good!" Starlight leaned back and waited. Trixie growled like a tiger in return and tackled the mare onto the chair without warning. The two wrestled around, and a random assortment of moans could be heard from both of them.
Neither one noticed the plate of food meant for Sunburst had been knocked over. Its pheromone-covered contents from the lunchroom by a certain disgusting chef had been leaked onto the unsuspecting Phyllis.
The plant reacted accordingly...
Back on the boutique's second floor, Button's eyes timidly opened at the sound of soft moans. He rubbed his eyes before looking over to the three mares scissoring themselves to multiple climaxes. His eyes widened at their exposed breasts. He covered his eyes and turned around.
It was at this moment he realized his clothes were gone and all the memories of earlier flooded back in. The images of Fluttershy, Scootaloo, and then... His eyes widened at the lack of memories involving Sweetie Belle. He remembered Applebloom licking up his sperm before he fell unconscious, but the rest was a blur.
In fact, all three women were completely ignoring him. Stranger yet, he had no temptation to join in their screams. Before he could do no more but stand there as the mares assaulted him. Yet he never urged them on for more, and he wondered why.
He turned back around and looked at the mares as they continued. He had never seen Sweetie Belle so happy. Unsure if it was the pheromones or her real joy, he did always notice that she was more heated than his other friends long before this. Heck, she was the first to lose her virginity, in Rarity's closet of all places. Thunderlane of all ponies took her and pissed Rumble off for a week until Scootaloo gave him a spin.
Button Mash felt a strange sense thinking back on it now. In fact, his penis shot up at the memory of opening the door just as he pulled out and blasted cum over Rarity's newest dress. Yet, seeing that didn't make him twitch, instead, his penis jumped at the memory of Sweetie Belle's exposed body, covered in smut.
He grabbed his penis out of curiosity. Yet there was no temptation to move up and down. Gripping tighter only made it go flaccid. Was he out of stamina, sperm or was it something else entirely?
His boredom rolled his eyes over his game station. The memory of Scootaloo forcing his cum all over it was still fresh. Shame mixed with mumbles of annoyance as he reached over and smeared the gunk away. "I don't think the warranty will cover this." His smut has sunk deep into the machine and washing it right now was not an option.
Hoping to at least save the game, he popped open the cartridge door carefully and removed the disc. He placed down the game station and grabbed the game case. He was stopped for a moment as the three mares gave loud climaxes. He turned back around and sighed in relief seeing them calm down. He put away the game and kept his eyes on them until they fell asleep.
"Must be a side effect... or maybe just overexertion." He whispered as his eyes fell on the back of the game case. Slowly his eyes widened at the words on the back, in particular, the phrase, "Based on real events caused by a dragon..."
Button Mash's eyes traced back to the wall. Rarity's room was on the other side. However, the room was completely silent. He was unsure if Ember had dealt with the problem, but what was clear to him was that Spike the dragon was the source of this plague.
As these realizations rushed through his head, his eyes raced back to the game and it's bizarre plot. He remembered Sweetie Belle's comments on the weapons having, "A love beam..." he whispered carefully to himself. His sight traced back to the white mare, Sweetie Belle. Thoughts bubbled at light speed in his head, but nothing was faster than his arms and legs.
Before he could come to terms with what he was considering, he found himself right beside the bed. Though all three mares were naked and perfectly laid out in a way to see every detail, his eyes kept stark on Sweetie Belle. His lips dried and his hands trembled. "First a test... just a test." He reached over to Applebloom and gripped her breast rather tightly.
Nothing happened outside of her softly moaning. His dick was already enlarged but flaccid. So he did the same to Scootaloo, groping her ass. Again, just like before, no reaction from his body. This either meant that he was no longer under the effects of the pheromones or his signal was attached to another. He didn't know how to describe it.
Love? Did he love Sweetie Belle? Was that the reason he wasn't affected in the same way as the others like Fluttershy? He had one final test to be sure. He reached over to Sweetie Belle and traced his fingers over her gut. His shaft began to stiffen. Lowering his hand down to her pussy, his shaft jumped to full stride.
He gasped and reached inside her. Her moan made his shaft jolt and kick. He reached deeper inside Sweetie Belle. His shaft jolted again, making him grab onto it with his free hand. He moaned louder as his hand pressed tightly and started moving on its own, up and down.
His breath strained while one hand moved deeper into Sweetie Belle and his other hand moved faster over his shaft. He smiled at a twisted sense of confirmation. Three mares around him, yet everything was telling him to take on Sweetie Belle. Dropping his shaft on Scootaloo's lips and Applebloom's breasts did nothing compared to the joy of Sweetie Belle's reactions to him.
"Wait a minute..." he tried to stop as another realization came to pass. If his weakness to the pheromones was connected to Sweetie Belle, then why wasn't she able to fight it off with Fluttershy, Spike, and the other mares? Thinking back to Sweetie Belle's reactions to the others made his hand move even faster as if seeing those images when involving Sweetie Belle made the pheromones hit even harder.
His voice got more erratic and his hips jumped wildly. After experiencing it so many times today, he knew what this was and from the sounds of Sweetie Belle, she was just as close. His eyes raced as his movements became more erratic. He stopped at the pillow, just as Sweetie Belle flooded over his hand. Grabbing the plushy and soft fluffy pillow, he shoved it over his shaft so hard that it ripped open and his cum shot deep inside it.
His trembling stopped, and his breathing softened. He leaned down to Sweetie Belle's unconscious body and the bold smile she had. Not even trying to stop himself, he pecked her lips between his. "I... must cure you." He grabbed her by the arms and dragged her carefully over to the bed.
The plan was simple: if he was in love with her, then the only way to cure her was for her to love him, too. He wasn’t sure how to make this happen. But temptations were telling him to lock her and him in an isolated room until she awoke and, like the others, demand sex, thus making some sort of connection.
While neither were virgins, it was the only idea that made sense to him. Though, it was unsure to him if this was the pheromones talking instead of his rational mind. His friends always said he was the densest in the group. Either way, he needed to remove Applebloom and Scootaloo from the equation, and the best way was to simply move Sweetie Belle to another room.
Opening the doorway, he threw his attention to the window for only a second and realized it was wide open. Yet that’s not what made him stop in his tracks, He froze at the sight of a gray pegasus mare sitting on the edge.
"Oh, I saw everything..." the mare answered gleefully as she bit down on a muffin. "And here I was about to fire one of my workers for opening a box..." She leaned over to him and unbuttoned her uniform. "Yet, I found a bigger prize..."
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Author's Note
Sorry, this chapter came out so late, Yesterday was a total mess for me.
Yeah, we are far from done with Button Mash. He has been plenty of fun to write with. I've certainly worked in a lot of his denseness from my old SweetieXButton fic.
Yes, love saves all, but is Button Mash right? We know Sunburst is doing some research too. I wonder how his strides are going. Check out the previews in the description.
Author's Note
Sorry this came out so late. Been busy all week enjoying my birthday. I know, Friday's my busiest day, but I was free for a second and decided to just finally post this. It's been done for a while now.
Lusty Library Section
It was a quiet day deep within the library. Sunburst had been reading about dragons and their development, how they came into being as well as their anatomy, psychology, behavior patterns, and more. He loved to understand and made plenty of progress in his studies. The day grew long past noon before he realized it.
He felt tired so he decided to take the books back to his office. The long hours spent studying yesterday too, with no break were taking its toll on him. Yawning, he stood up and stretched. Marking a place to start back up later, he closed the books and carried them away in a spell. Hopefully, he could get back before dinner time. Starlight and Trixie would be very annoyed with him if he missed out on more food.
As Sunburst walked through the library, he heard a strange noise. It sounded like a soft hum with an edged tone every few notes. He stopped and turned toward the sound. Hearing that it was coming from the opposite direction of his office, he decided to teleport his books to their destination and search for the source of the sound.
After a few moments, the sounds started to change. It wasn't just hums but grunts now and slaps. This was very odd, especially when he noted the sound was coming from one of the private study rooms. Reaching the entrance, the sounds became very clear moans and grunts, leading to Sunburst facepalming.
It had to be a pair of students doing something stupid. Of all places, why here? He didn't want them to stain up the place. But he also didn't want to interrupt them. A clean library would have to take priority over private manners. He took a deep breath and cracked open the door, hoping they still had their clothing on.
He was stopped cold at the sight of two, fully naked and covered in sweat. Yet, that wasn't the puzzling part, that was the partners in question: Vellum Codex and Strawberry Scoop. This was jarring enough since they were bitter rivals. Also, comparing the fact that a jock girl, Strawberry Scoop, had made it clear so many times that she wouldn't dare hang out with a massive nerd like Vellum Codex.
"Strawberry, Vellum?!" Sunburst jumped back in shock. "What are you two doing in there?!"
Vellum Codex and Strawberry Scoop looked up at him in surprise but answered his question regardless. "Sex!!"
He facepalmed again. "I can see that..." He covered his eyes. "Just put your clothes back on and take it somewhere else--" He stopped at their moans returning. Dropping his hand, he realized that they were still fucking, even while he stood there. "Will you two stop?"
"No!!" They moaned in unison. "We can't?!?!"
"What do you mean you can't?" He raised an eyebrow at their actions.
"Can't you smell it?!" They laughed together.
"I can't smell a thing!" Sunburst turned away as they got rougher. "My nose has been stuffed up all day." He took a moment to think about their wording. "Can't? What do you mean by that?"
"Love is in the air!"
"Love has no smell!" Sunburst argued. "It's scientifically impossible."
"You've never loved somepony!!" They laughed at him.
Sunburst's eyes widened at such an insult. He remembered that from his school years, reminiscing about Starlight saving him from bullies. Later, when he met her again as an adult, their friendship was strong, better than strong even. Images of her kissing him one day out of the blue. Small dates lead to bigger dates, ending in the bedroom. The memories ended with Trixie stumbling into their lives.
He stopped thinking and turned back around, deciding to close the door on the two lovers and let them have their fun. However, he halted in his tracks when he realized Strawberry and Vellum weren't just fucking, but going completely out of control. He noted the stress on them and the large amounts of cum already over the table.
There was no way they produced that much all while he was reminiscing. Sure, he wasn't watching them before, but this was pushing limits. He could tell as there wasn't any joy left on their faces, but intense stress that was getting harder and harder to fight.
"What are you doing?" Sunburst asked in disbelief.
Strawberry yelled, "I was working hard until this big nerd showed up."
"Big nerd?" Vellum chuckled. "I'm not so big..."
"That doesn't matter now!" Strawberry yelled back. "He's got a huge cock!"
Sunburst's jaw nearly hit the floor. "You are a football player?! He's a nerd?!" He stepped closer. "Something wrong here? You make it sound like love, yet both of you are in pain!" He pointed at their faces.
"Look, we were just experimenting..." Vellum sheepishly laughed.
"Experimenting?" Sunburst laughed. "You're screwing the school's star quarterback?!"
"He breaks me harder than any jock ever could!!" Strawberry screamed.
Sunburst turned away in full flush as they continued fucking despite him standing there. He knew something was very wrong from their overexertion to the mess of books, food, and semen all over the table. He scanned the cum with a spell. Noting there were trace amounts on the food. Slowly, he concluded that this food could belong to Vellum Codex. While attempting to eat it, the stallion must have turned mad and made a mess.
Seeing no food on Strawberry, he concluded that she didn’t eat in the same way Vellum did. Yet as soon as she saw the stallion she became in tranced somehow. They mentioned a smell. Maybe the food was pheromone laced as soon as she got close enough, she became a victim too.
"Stop!" Sunburst yelled. "Stop right now!!"
"We can't!!" The two started making out as well as continuing to fuck without regard.
Getting closer, Sunburst confirmed it. "Poisoned food. Damn..." Sunburst jumped back as one of them tried to reach for him. Their looks were beginning to change. Slowly as they broke their kissing, they seemed to want him to join them. He teleported out of the room and locked the door behind him. Seeing them crash into the door, he hit them with a knockout spell. "I'm going to find out what's going on here."
******
Heading back to his office, Sunburst remembered the books the dragon lord, Ember, had asked about. They involved Spike and dragon biology with plenty of mentions of mating rituals. His eyes widened, and he rushed off to Starlight.
Stopping by his office to grab the rest of his notes, he was halted by the lights flickering off without warning. The door slammed shut, and multiple giggles echoed around him.
"Can I help you?" Sunburst said.
"We heard about your little 'accident' last night."
"Accident?" He shivered away as hands pressed against him in the blackness.
"You know what I mean."
"No, I don't--" Sunburst is silenced as they pull him down. The sounds of moans and screams followed. Sitting beside the door was a plate of food meant for him, but a few other ponies found it first.
******
A young colt ran to his room fueled by anger and rage. He threw his baseball at the wall and screamed, "I hate him and that princess!" The young First Base jumped on his bed and slammed his head down. "Flash is so selfish!"
"Don't be like that!" His mother urged from outside the room. "Twilight just wanted to talk to Flash."
"They are always talking!" First Base screamed.
"He's a captain now and she's a princess..." The mother spoke calmly. "I'm certain there is plenty of political stuff they need to cover." She pressed her hand over the door and tried to open it. Only for him to throw his mitten at the door. "Fine, fine. Be in a mood."
"Yeah, I will." He threw his head down and muttered to himself. He waited for his mother's footsteps to echo away. "Finally..." He sighed in relief.
After a few seconds, a strange light caught his eyelid. His sight popped open in response and grumbled. "Okay, who's there?!"
No response came. In fact, there was no one else in the room at all. He turned his attention to the wall. On the other side was his brother's room, where that annoying alicorn was. He huffed louder, trying to get their attention, but no response either. The walls were thin so he wondered why they wouldn’t acknowledge him.
It was at this moment he noticed that he couldn't hear them either. He jumped off the bed as a chill of fear pecked at him. The room suddenly seemed smaller due to the lack of sounds. He stepped closer to the wall and found the strange light hit him again. He rubbed his eyes. Yet the glint refused to fade.
He realized the light was coming from the wall. He got right next to the wall and noticed that his baseball had torn a small hole in the wall. His breath faded completely and he leaned down into the hole. Pressing onto it, he found it led to the other side. His brother's room. His eyes narrowed with evil glee.
An idea rose, he could spy on them. No, he pulled his head back. That would be wrong. But what if their silence was something far more important? Could they be hurt? His brother in distress made his actions more drastic. First Base picked at the hole until it was big enough to see through. The light from the other side got brighter as his temptation got stronger. He dreaded his brother's anger as much as him possibly being in danger.
Putting his eye into place, he knew there was no going back. Either he saw what they were doing or not. He needed to know. Opening his eyelid once in place poured the purple light over his sight. Within seconds his eyes adjusted and he could see inside.
Inside the whole room was covered in bright light, shining from a horn. There she was, the alicorn, Twilight, sitting on Flash's bed. Where was his brother? Leaning in closer he noted Twilight's heavy breathing and her motions of moving up and down. The bed was shaking. Yet not a single sound echoed out.
Did she cast a spell to stop the sounds? "She is so selfish, not letting anyone hear her conversation with Flash." First Base grumbled as he leaned in closer. "Then where is Flash?"
First Base pushed his eye in until his face was plastered to the wall. His jaw dropped as the finer details became clear. Twilight's dress sagged off her body with each shake, unveiling the side of her breasts. Yellow hands reached up and clung hard to her exposed ass. A head jerked upward, revealing Flash was on the bed. She was underneath her. "She's riding him..." First Base whispered. "Why?"
Their actions made no sense to him. They weren't talking, arguing or even playing. "Wait, could this be... playing?" His breath slowed the longer he watched. Something rumbled inside his pants. His hips trusted in a matching movement to Twilight. First Base didn't know why, but his hand drifted down to his pants. An itch urged him forward and demanded his full attention. Pulling his pants down, his voice became rigid as his hand gripped tightly at the source of the itch.
******
Years later, now an adult, First Base twisted around as his eyes slowly recovered from the dream of the past. They were flung open toward pressure pushing down on his groin. He waved his hand around through the fuzzy images until he found the source of the weight. Massive, round, and squishy. There were two pairs of them. And each squeeze brought out soft moans.
"Oh yeah, he has a grip..." a mare's voice echoed, bringing him to full attention.
"Reminds me of my ex-husband!" another mare laughed.
"I thought you said Button's father was abusive?" The first mare questioned.
"Yes, but his grip was incredible!" The second mare gave a sharp moan, fading the fog from First Base's eyes.
"Oh, what happened--" The stallion jumped back upon seeing Cream Heart and Spoiled Rich sitting on him. They were tearing at his shirt and his buttons. Both were stark naked and covered in the food from earlier. What happened? The last thing he could remember was eating some food with the mares and then it was a blur.
His mind stopped racing once he questioned what he was squeezing. His blush was a bold and bright red upon realizing he had been squeezing their massive, ripe, and naked asses from the beginning. They weren't stopping him, moaning in enjoyment.
"Ladies, that was a reflex--" He was stopped by a quick capture of his lips by Cream Heart.
"Sure it was. We know you wanted a more lavender ass." Cream Heart pulled his face closer by biting down on his bottom lip. He gave a brief fight in his trance now, the taste of the pheromone-enhanced food trading from her mouth to his.
"Maybe my wet dreams of Twilight can wait..." He snatched a kiss back.
"Really, isn't that your brother's wife?"
"Flash... he doesn't need to know!" First Base squirmed away.
"Oh no, he doesn't." Cream Heart wrapped her arm around him.
"Flash’s wife is cheating on him?! how scandalous." Spoiled Rich cheered.
"Twilight wouldn't dare! Besides... I was just watching."
"You were moaning her name the entire time we dragged you away." Spoiled Rich jumped for joy as his pants broke open in her grip. His generous shaft bounced out with as much glee, dripping a bit of precum on her nose. "Some damn good dreams for just watching."
"Her big beautiful ass..." First Base rolled his eyes as shame blushed forth. "That was the first thing I ever nutted too!"
"Oh, don't burst just yet," Cream Heart laughed as she didn't hesitate and pressed her large ass cheeks down on his shaft. Spoiled Rich took the queue to slap the mare's cheeks together, making the stallion thrust upward.
"We better enjoy what we can." She licked the bottom half of the shaft, dragging her tongue up and pressing the edge of her tongue inside the tip. After which she turned around and quickly pressed her own down ass again, encouraging another thrust.
"Damn it, no, not her... She belongs to my brother." First Base tried his best to fight the urges.
"Scream her name!!" One mother demanded.
"Yes, we won't tell a soul." The other mother agreed.
"Yell her name into my mouth." Cream Heart leaned in and wrapped her mouth over his lips.
"Twi... Twi... Twilight!!" He reached his limit, and moaned loudly into her mouth as she kissed back. At the same moment he shot loads of cum three feet into the air before it rained over both of their asses. "Yes, Twilight, ride my hard dick!!" He screamed again as his hip thrusted erratically, spraying more cum.
The mares narrowed their eyes and pressed their asses tighter against his shaft, making him squirm harder and thrust roughly. He chanted Twilight's name over and over until nothing more could shoot out. Cream Heart pushed her tongue deep into his mouth, demanding his breath away into unconsciousness.
"Yes, yes, fall asleep again and continue to dream of her. All while I satisfy some sleeping kinks."
His eyes fell closed and the image of Cream Heart was quickly replaced by Twilight. He found himself within Flash's room. He laid in the same spot as Flash was, with Twilight sitting over him. The alicorn mare pressed his limp dick into her anus and moaned out. He grabbed her ass in return, glad to feel it was as soft and bouncy as he expected. First Base's dream twisted into him fucking the alicorn mare of his dreams wildly, not thinking about who this mare was married to, or simply wanting things to be different, but claiming her with all his might.
Outside the dream, Cream Heart rode her ass up and down his shaft, moaning generously as she made out with Spoiled Rich.
Author's Note
Sorry, this came out so late. Have been busy nonstop since Halloween. Here you all go, it's been done for a while. And soon so will the Christmas one.
Loud noises boomed through the hallways of the second floor of the boutique. Derpy Hooves, fully consumed by the pheromones, crashed and pelvic thrusted into anything she could get a hold of. All in her attempts to grab Button Mash and pound her body into his naked flesh. Button Mash, very much aware of what was going on now, tried to fight her off every turn.
"I'm not gonna let you get away!" she screamed as he ran past the bedrooms and down the stairs to the first floor. Her high-pitched voice was all that he could hear, but the gamer didn't care as he attempted to escape.
As soon as he passed the staircase, she tackled him and put him in a chokehold. The two landed far enough from the front room that luckily neither would be seen by Rarity and Gabby and their own strange escapades.
"If you're not going to be nice, I'll just have to beat it out of you!" Derpy screamed through gritted teeth.
"No! No! No!" Button yelled back while trying to pry her hands off his neck. "Please don't fuck me."
"I will!" Derpy laughed maniacally while taking off her uniform completely, exposing her stupidly large breasts. "Are you ready?!"
"Get off!" Button shouted back again while struggling to free himself.
Derpy spun around and straddled him, grinning evilly as she slapped her hand against his penis which was already erect. "Oh my god, look at this big boy. It's so stiff!"
"Do you like my giant tits?" she asked while massaging them with both hands, levering them closer to his penis. "They're real! Not silicon or plastic either."
"Yes... yes I do." He mumbled groggily. "No!" He waved his head back and forth, trying to deny the lust in his mind. "Don't touch me!"
"But I want to," she whispered seductively. "I need to feel your big dick inside me." She leaned forward and licked the tip of his cock. "That's it. Don't worry baby, I won't hurt you."
He grimaced and shook his head. "Stop it, you're not in the right mind."
"Was I ever?" She asked, taking his erection tightly in her hand and stroking it slowly. “That's okay, I understand. I know what you're going through. It must be scary."
"Yes, very scary!" He struggled harder.
"I think you need some reassurance." She moved her head forward, licking the tip of his cock with her tongue and pushing her dress in his face. "Here, taste my pussy. See if you like it."
"Stop!" He tried to push her away but only managed to make her move closer. "No!"
"Come on baby," she laughed. "Taste me. You know you want to."
He wanted to say no, he did, but her pussy was so close to him. His instincts told him to do whatever she wanted, even though deep down inside he knew that wasn't true. Lust was controlling her actions, and he couldn't let them consume him too.
"Okay, here I go." With a single quick motion, she opened her mouth wide and engulfed the entire length of his cock, swallowing it all without gagging.
"No!" He screamed as the shock of having it go down her throat caused his body to tense up. His penis throbbed violently against the back of her throat as her saliva coated the sack. His eyes waned and his hips thrusted his penis more into her mouth. "Stop!"
The mare gave only grunts in response as he fucked her throat like it was a fleshlight. She bobbed her head up and down his shaft, moaning and gurgling loudly as she sucked his cock, her tongue dancing wildly inside her mouth. Her nose pressed against his balls as she pushed him deeper.
"You're gonna make me cum you stupid bitch!" The gamer’s cock twitching and throbbing. "Don't swallow it!"
She ignored his pleas, sucking harder, faster, until he released his seed deep inside her throat. Pressing back she forced her pussy into his mouth. He tried not to taste it but he couldn't resist. His tongue darted out, lapping up the thick, sticky fluid. The two bodies bounced back and forth, their most private parts smashing repeatedly. Their screams of pleasure and denial drowned out the sounds of their fucking for several minutes.
Soon enough though, an image of Sweetie Belle popped into his mind. Button jolted again, ripping his head free from her pussy. "Let go!!" Feeling her fluids pour down his face intensified his lust, but the voice of Sweetie Belle in the back of his head was giving him the urge to fight back. His hips moved more erratically. "Not yet..."
Derpy's eyes turned to insult as he forced her off of him. She fell on her side with a loud thud, and turned to him with rage. "What the fuck?! Why'd you stop?!"
"I said no!" He stood up and turned away from her. Knowing he was on the very edge, he filled his mind with memories of only Sweetie Belle. The thought of her made him feel more confident, stronger, and braver. "I won't lose control. I can't!"
"You're a real fuckin' idiot, aren't you?" She masturbated in his direction. "When a prime milf offers all of this to you, you fucking take it!!" The mare fully displayed her body and primed herself for release.
"Forget you!" He took his penis firmly in his hand and aimed it far from her. "I only want Sweetie Belle!!" He came instantly, the pressure being so great that his body tensed, his back arched and he nearly fell forward. A thick stream of white sprayed across the floor.
Derpy growled and lunged towards him, wrapping her arms around his body, trying to grab hold of his penis and get a taste. "Don't worry. I'll take care of you," she hissed into his ear. "You're mine now." With a hard swing to the face though, she was finally knocked out.
"Stupid bitch... I'm a one-mare kind of stud!!" The gamer took the opportunity to flee back upstairs. His eyes trained back on Sweetie Belle's room. "And I know what I want!!" He charged forward, bursting through the door, and immediately found her on the floor. Her legs were spread wide, still unconscious.
Powered by a mix of lust and determination not to give into the lust, he kicked Apple Bloom and Scootaloo’s unconscious bodies to two separate far parts of the room. The gamer hoped this might at least save the two from an orgy… maybe. Fighting through the thoughts knowing the more he considered options on saving their naked forms, the more chances the pheromones would have on him.
Gritting his teeth, the gamer turned to Sweetie Belle’s lovely naked form. Picking her up like a barbarian claiming his bitch, he rushed over to another room to lock him and her away, safe until the sex zombie apocalypse was over.
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Author's Note
Sorry this came out so late. I was busy all Christmas day and thus couldn't get around to posting this. Plus, I was busy most of the week afterword, so I thought, why not just post on New Year's. So here you go.
Sunburst slowly awoke from his daze only to find himself tied up to a chair. It was very sturdy and comfortable, yet that offered him no resolve to the utter blackness around him. This wasn't helped by the strange bits of laughter and munching sounds he was hearing. His body tensed and pulled at his bonds, but found them tight. His mind raced, and he called out, "What is going on here? Is anyone there?"
The sudden feeling of something soft and fluffy brushed against his shoulder, causing him to jump slightly in the chair. On the other side, a less bouncy but just as firm roundness pushed against his neck. The sensation caused his breath to catch, and he heard the two mares giggling. Having enough of this mystery and doubt he lit up his horn and revealed them.
"We're your nurses!" they announced together, though only one was actually touching him.
"Wh-what's going on?" His eyes raced around at the sight of Scootaloo's two guardians. The orange mare with plenty of curves and bust, Holiday. The green mare with a more modest bust and slender frame, Lofty. They were both wearing white dresses with black stockings and heels, along with a nurses' hat. Holiday had a large bouquet of flowers and Lofty held a clipboard, both smiling at him.
"We are here to take care of you, Sir!" They both spoke together, almost in perfect sync.
"What are you talking about?" Sunburst shivered away in confusion as the mares bounced their cleavages in his view, making it impossible to focus. He turned away as far as he could, as this was wrong on so many levels.
Lofty spoke up. "I have your charts here." She then lifted her clipboard and showed it to him. There were all sorts of notes and drawings, and the only thing he could really see was the title that read, "Patient: Sunburst."
"You're suffering from a very serious case of loneliness, Mr. Sunburst." Holiday shoved the flowers in his face.
"W-what? Loneliness?" He turned back and looked at the chart. The more he read the more his cheeks flushed, realizing all the notes were about his personal life. In fact, several pages straight from his own diary had been stapled to the board. "When did you read my diary?"
"Oh, I hope you don't mind. I thought it would help me learn a little bit about you." Holiday giggled, and leaned closer to him, her soft and plump breasts pressing against his shoulder.
"We found it in your office!" On cue, Lofty turned on the lights and revealed where they were. The three were still deep within the library. The moans outside the room from the other couple Sunburst witnessed before arriving were still going firm.
"Sunburst, you'll be my favorite patient," Holiday kissed him on the cheek. "I'm going to check your vital signs now." She put the bouquet down next to him and lifted his shirt. With one hand on Sunburst's chest, she felt around for his heart rate with her bare hand.
"Now, Nurse Holiday, you know we can't do that without proper protection. Let's start with the thermometer." Lofty lifted a measuring stick, probing it around like she was taking someone's temperature. "Open your mouth, Sir. Don't be shy." She cupped Sunburst's chin and forced him to face her. She then reached around and grabbed the measuring stick from her fellow nurse and shoved it into Sunburst's mouth like it was a thermometer.
It quickly became clear neither of them were thinking straight at all. The stallion didn't know what to think as the nurses continued to play with him. Holiday kept feeling him up, even groping his nipples as the two began to undress him. Lofty was pulling apart his shirt collar and tracing her lips closer to his neck. Sunburst could only whimper as he was unable to fight back, his mouth occupied with the measuring stick and his legs still trapped.
"Your blood pressure is high, sir. We better check for swelling." Holiday pulled off her dress, revealing the tight bra and panties underneath. They were pure white, and she wore a matching garter belt that helped keep her stockings up.
Holiday and Lofty looked at each other for a second before smiling back at Sunburst. "Oh, but Sir, you must. Your life is in danger if you don't!" They pleaded in sync while grabbing his pants.
"W-wait, no! No, stop!" Sunburst's eyes widened in horror as his pants were unzipped. He had to think of a way out of this. Scanning over the room, he spotted the plate of food. Quickly remembering what he discovered previously, he assumed they must have been poisoned too. This would be his only chance. Taking the plate in his spell, he lifted upward and dropped it over Holiday's head. The mare's hat fell off and the food splattered all over her.
"Hey!" Holiday fell backward. The crash to the floor also revealed how loose her clothing was. The bra snapped apart and exposed her naked chest, The panties and stockings popped off soon after.
Sunburst winced his eyes as tightly shut as possible.
"Holiday, I'm so sorry. Here, let me clean that off." Lofty quickly ran off and grabbed a towel from a table. However, seeing her naked form left her even more aroused. Her eyes lingered at her partner's breasts, and grabbed them violently. Holiday squeaked as she was pushed onto her back. The towel dropped as Lofty started kissing her neck.
"L-Lofty, stop! We have a patient."
"No, Holiday, please. Let him watch!"
Sunburst's ears flickered in horror as he slowly opened his eyes. Sure enough, he was now witnessing the two nurses making out. Lofty had her hand on Holiday's chest, squeezing it hard. While Holiday was pulling Lofty's dress off. It was a shocking and horrifying sight for the poor stallion. He could see everything. "You can't do this to each other! You're sisters!" He tried to reason with them.
"You poor fool, only in censored cartoons!" Lofty broke the kiss and dropped her bra too. Leaning down, she dragged her tongue along Holiday's belly.
"We are wives, that's kinkier!" Holiday smiled, looking directly at the stallion, squeezing her nipples as her beloved reached the perfect spot.
"And we haven't had a hard stallion for years." Lofty sank her tongue into Holiday's pussy, leaving her wife shrieking.
"No!" Sunburst couldn't believe it, and looked away. He couldn't deny it anymore, both were beyond saving now. These two were crazy and completely consumed by the plague infecting the school. It was time for him to leave. As the moans and cries of the nurses filled the room, he focused on his own bonds.
Now that they were away from him, he could focus his magic on untying his legs. With his lower half free he was able to stand, though his arms were still bound together. Turning around in the chair, he pinned it on top of the two lovers. They both cried out and looked at him in confusion. Sunburst took a step back and used his magic to tie all the ropes around them and the chair. The two were now trapped, allowing him to stand and zip his pants back up.
"Sir, you're not leaving us, are you?" Lofty begged, her arms wrapped around the chair.
"Please, we just want to make you feel good." Holiday was leaning forward, her breasts rubbing against the seat.
"Nope, nope, nope!!" He rushed over to the door. However, he was stopped by the moans of the other couple bracing the other side of it. Hearing them climax so loud, Sunburst quickly changed direction and headed for the window. He unlocked it and pried the window open.
"What about your diary pages?" The two mares complained. "Your heart belongs to two mares... but they aren't us."
"Wait, why does that matter?" He stopped and thought about it. He didn't know why they would bring this up now. Were they trying to lure him back in with temptations of picturing those two in place of these two. "No!" He waved his head back and forth, fighting off the thought. "I can't let myself get infected too." Sunburst climbed out the window and hopped down into the garden below.
There he was surprised by two other females. Luckily, they weren't the two mentioned in his diary. He held up a nearby branch in case they were infected too and swung it about. "Don't touch me! Stay away! I'm not going to be a part of this sickness."
The two mares held up their hands in surrender and shook their heads. "Calm down, we aren't one of them!" The yak yelled back in a familiar tone.
"Yeah, we barely escaped the rest of those vultures!" The hippogriff agreed, and both backed away.
"Huh?" Sunburst finally stopped swinging the branch around and took a good look at the two. Sure enough, it was two former students turned teachers, Silverstream and Yona. Both were wearing the same black clothes as him. "Oh thank goodness, it's just you two." His eyebrows raised. "Wait, where is Gallus and Sandbar?"
"We couldn't save them!" Yona threw out her arms in a big display of panic.
"Ocellus too, poor mare." Silverstream hung her head.
"Not good..." Sunburst's tone dropped. Realizing how quickly this was spreading, he had to come up with a way to stop this before it reached beyond the school. "Follow me." He led the two out of the garden and across the field, heading back for his lab on the outskirts of the campus.
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Author's Note
Yeah, Smolder and her friend will still be appearing in later chapters, I just wanted to include the rest of the student six as well. Plus it kind of cool to nice not everypony got infected.
Smolder and Jade ran back past the sex zombified cheerleaders, leaving them utterly confused. That is until a great rumbling shook the halls. Turning their attention to the source their crazed shuttered at the sight of a massive snake size cock slithering along the walls. The degusting shadow towered them, leaving them drool with anticipation, only to it to violent crumble them into a bloody pulp with a single fuck. Once they were dead, the captive audience were free to run through the halls, spreading the plague even faster.
Jade and Smolder turned the corner of the hallway and jumped over a few whorish scenes, not bother to stop or save them. They were in a race against the clock to out length the beast and save themselves.
"So let me get this straight." Jade tried to catch her breath. "Spike knows this dragon?"
"Yeah," Smolder replied. "They used to be friends. I'm sure if we could talk to him, we could work something out."
"With a literal giant slithering cock!!" Jade threw her hands at the visage. "We are running around like scared bitches, while our school is filled with sex crazed psychopaths, and you want to make a deal with a god damn snake dick?!"
"If we find the body attached to it, he should be willing to talk." Smolder's voice wavered. "It's not like he can move much, or so Spikey told me."
"So we have to find the body of the college's biggest noodle dick." Jade rolled her eyes at such a crazy idea
"It's not like I have another plan!" Smolder jumped over another pair of fucking zombies. "Beside, what if he's not sex-zombie?!"
"That's a big assumption to make while his literal cock is chasing up our asses!" Jade pointed her spear at it.
"You have a better idea!?"
"Kill it!" Jade jumped and attempted to stab the monster. Her spear missed as the cock dodged around with ease despite it's size.
"That's not a solution." Smolder jumped between the two. "You can't off every cock you see!"
"Why not?!" Jade jumped again and missed, causing the cock to go into a spin.
With the dragoness distracted, it slapped between them and threw Smolder down a stairway while Jade ran the other direction. The dragon was sent rolling down the stairs and into pitch black. The cock didn't turn back to the dragon and continued to give chase to Jade. This left the weakened Smolder utterly alone.
The dragon laid on the floor for several minutes as her world kept spinning. She felt a heavy weight and a suddenly desire to sleep. Her head pounded and her suit hung more loose than ever before. Her body didn't want to get up, so she had to fight the urge.
Inch by inch, the dragon lifted herself up and held out her hands. Feeling along the wall, she followed the path upward. As her vision cleared and she was able to push her aching body back up, Smolder realized she had no idea where she was. It was a long struggle, but she managed to reach a window and some nearby light. It was then, the greatest horror hit her in the worst way possible.
"Fresh... Fresh air..." She panicked upon feeling it graze across her cheeks. Feeling up her suit revealed nothing, despite it's looseness, the dragoness was still contained. Yet upon reaching her helmet, the claws shivered with despair. A distinct crack growing bigger and bigger along the back over to the side. The dragon's blood ran cold upon realizing she might be compromised.
A dragon like her could fight the pheromones of a lone dragon in heat for a little while. But with Crackle also somewhere in the building and lust spreading everywhere, she knew exposure now was losing battle. She had to think fast of something fast.
Maybe she could find some tape to seal it up. No, that effort would be pointless if she was already infected. And then, if she was too late, the only thing that could cure her was by the dragon male producing the heat or finding her 'true love'. Whatever meant, she never understood. Princess Ember always handle these problems better.
Back when Smolder's brother first went into the heat, she was too young to effected by the smell. Even then, her parents sent er away until his cycle was complete. Plus, like plenty of dragons, Garble had chances to explore his cycle among his kind. Spike never had this chance, thus the first time he released a pheromone wave, it only made sense it would cause such sex crazed chaos.
Smolder couldn't help but feel guilty. She didn't care much to understand Spike when they first met. The dragoness could have easily given him a quick dose in a safe environment. Ember could have done it before her long standing fling with the changeling king. They could have just sent Spike a whorish dragoness every few months to keep him contained. In truth, this infection was as much their fault as it was Spike's fault.
The dragoness took a deep breath and stopped. Her mind never raced this much over Spike before. She had never been this concerned over his well being this strongly until this very moment. She had never thought about him sexually either. "Wait..." That word passed her mind again, much louder. Sexy, sex! Just fuck!
Smolder's mind filled with a haze, and the dragoness fell to the floor. Images flashed across her eyes. Sights of Spike is the most dank manners. Her friends fornicating, loud as possible in her mind's eye. The dragoness felt her claws rubbing along her stomach and down to her crotch.
"No!!" The dragon's mind screamed. Her heart was pounding. A cold sweat poured from her forehead. Her body heated up in a flash, but she felt herself shiver. "Not like this..." The pheromones reached into her suit, the only protection was completely meaningless now.
Smolder threw herself against the wall and tried to fight it. The pheromones were so thick and potent that it was almost impossible for her to focus. Her arms swung around, making sure nothing was close enough to fuck. Instead, her claws ignored her and turned toward the suit, ripping it open and exposing her more. "Stupid body! Don't disobey me now!!"
Her attempts to fight the desire proved fruitless as her body did whatever it wanted, exposing her cleavage and pulling her pants down. Before she knew it, the dragoness was wearing nothing more then her bra and panties.
"I'm a survivor." She repeated her own words. "I will not be turned into a monster, not like Spike!!" She blast flames around her to scare off any potential lovers. "I will not lose my sanity to some sickos!!" She felt her body's temperature rising. The more she fought the desire, the more her body desired to be touched. "I'm a warrior, a dragon, and I will not be broken."
She dropped to the ground as tears flooded her eyes. Her mind flashback to all the events that led to this point. Ember's declaration of quarantine, the sight of her school infected and fucked senseless, and the sight of the giant cock. She felt a pain in her chest and she wanted to break. Her mind lingered on a single image beyond her friends and the dragon that infected her. The name of the lovely changeling mare filling her desire echoed out of Smolder's mouth. "I... must... find... Ocellus..."
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Author's Note
Yeah, no really a SmolderXother chapter. I did plan it out like that when posting that schedule update, her having a romantic moment with Jade. But once I got to the infection scene, I found it flowed better alone.
Don't worry, I still have a role for Jade, but Smolder getting infected and finding Ocellus was always the end-game plan. We are crossing the halfway point of the story... kind of, I've lost track of the chapter count. I'm sorry that I've been away from this one for so long.
Another chapter coming in July and it's the best one so far, a revenge plot I've wanted for literal years.
It was a cool evening as the two walked to the diamond mines. Rarity wanted to get some final diamonds before she left the city for business. They needed to attend a royal party as soon as they left town so she was already in a fancy bold red low back dress. Spike walked closely behind her, in his finest suit... and a kitchen apron. Rarity spent hours on that suit, so she didn't want any dirt on it.
"Do you think we have time?" Spike questioned as the caves came into sight. "The diamond dogs usually wake near this hour too."
"Don't worry, I have a strong and strapping good dragon by my side." She leaned over, inadvertently shaking her chest over him.
Despite the years passing Spike never got that tall. Always standing just clean under her chest in height. Here he was thirty-five years old and shorter than even the CMC. This height difference annoyed him greatly as Rarity adored taller stallions. What could she possibly find appealing in him?
"Why are we going to this party again?" Spike moped as he reached the site. "I mean, you're just going to talk to a bunch of stallions all night."
"Clients, Spike. They are clients. This party will be the peak of my business ventures!!" She laughed while handing him the pickaxe. "Please be careful."
"Yeah, yeah. I will." Spike took grip and went to strike. He didn't want to make it known but these recent business ventures had been tiresome on him, especially recently. He often found himself getting strangely more sweaty and drunk at the parties, only getting thrown out before Rarity would notice. He huffed at the thought, maybe she didn't care how much she was pushing him.
Unbeknownst to him, Rarity was watching carefully. She didn't want it to slip but she had become quite shy around him recently. A strange smell around him had been driving her crazy. She didn't know anything about dragon biology. These parties were her chance to make a move on him. However, every chance she got he went missing. This time it would be different, she thought. Once this party was over, she was just going to take him. In the hotel room, in the backroom, heck, in the closet. She didn't care where. She even chose to go extra prepared... She wasn't wearing a bra or panties under her dress. And she had taken some very special pills from Fluttershy’s secret stash.
"Hey, I think I got something!" Spike's voice hitched as a large chunk broke free. The shine was incredible and Rarity's eyes glowed with joy.
"Oh, oh. I want that!! Break it into pieces." She presented the basket. Spike took another strike, shattering it and sending pieces flying in all directions. Rarity didn’t want to pulse any magic out in case it attracted those viscous diamond dogs. So she rushed around to catch what she could as they flew through the air.
Spike was shocked by that final strike. Not only had he been getting sweatier and drunker lately, but also his strength had been getting greater. It was a surprise, to say the least, but also confusing. He hadn’t been able to get information about this from Ember or Smolder in the possible assumption that this might be dragon growth related as he was too busy lately attending these parties. As he watched Rarity run around, shaking her chest and rear while catching as many as she could, he told himself, "This will be my last party... I'm sorry Rarity--" He stopped at her screech.
"Help?!" She screamed in fear and confusion as the sand sank beneath her. It was moving so fast that within seconds her legs and arms were already taken in.
"Rarity!" Spike rushed over and dug around the sand. "Reach out to me!"
"I can not. My hands are stuck!" Rarity found her body going wild under the sand. Fear was quickly being replaced as the sand reached through her dress and gripped tightly to her naked body. It was such a strangely tight feeling, akin to a stallion on top of her. She found herself breathing harder and sweating more.
Spike hadn't noticed any of this as his mind raced for options of rescue. A slight annoyance in the back of his head popped by as he realized she was probably still holding onto the basket and that was why her hands were stuck. "Here, grab this stick."
"Oh, thank goodness, you brought such a large and thick-- wait, this is just a normal stick!" Rarity practically barked at him.
"Obviously, what did you think I would use?!"
"... Nevermind," She mentally slapped herself. Just why would she go to that angle? Such a whorish answer at a time like this, just where was her mind going? Her eyes widened as the stick dropped right between her breasts. "Oh... Lower, Spike!"
"If I go any lower, I'll be sucked in too!" he panicked.
"Oh yes, suck it good." Her mouth slammed on the stick as he shook back and forth. She couldn’t stop herself from licking it carefully. Was it the effects of those pills? She mentally screamed at herself to stop.
Spike's jaw dropped in shock. He was completely lost to her actions. Was this sand making her so scared that she was going feral? Spike winced as the sand sank deeper. "If I get stuck then we will both be trapped."
"Yes, it's all been a trap." She bit down on the stick and struggled more. This movement knocked a bottle out of the sand. Apparently, it was hidden in her cleavage.
It was at this moment things became somewhat clear to Spike. It was a bottle of aphrodisiac pills. Freaking sex pills, just why would she have taken that before the party? She was planning to leave him behind and go find a stallion later!! "Rarity... I don't think sucking on wood is healthy," he realized just what she was doing. Though it was quite hot, he also couldn't help being jealous.
"Then give me some real wood, damn it!!" She screamed erratically at him.
"Trust me, this is as real as wood can possibly get..." He tried calming himself.
"Well, I've had stallions with worse wood, to be honest." Spike's eyes widened at that answer.
"Wait, there have been other stallions? Was their wood not long enough?!" Spike was shocked again. This time by his own answer. Sure he was always jealous of her dates but comments like this were completely wrong right now!
"And here I thought I was the only one thinking dirty," Rarity was in total ecstasy. Seeing Spike's ripe wood moving back and forth trying to save her. "Oh, this is making me so thirsty."
"I have a bottle of milk in my pocket," Spike mentally slapped himself again. Just where were these comments coming from? Now he was getting angry at himself and her for encouraging him.
"Quit torturing me, please!"
"What? Torture you?!" Spike was at a loss for words.
"Yes, yes damn it!!" She struggled more. "Always leaving me without warning. Constantly standing by me without really trying!"
"Trying?! I'm trying to save your life!!" Spike screamed, rage tipping him over.
"Just pull it out already!!"
A zipper sound spooked both of them. Spike's eyes dropped down and flew back in total shock and fear as his pants had broken open. His underpants were completely exposed to the world. Even worse, he was engorged.
"How long have I been... erect?" Spike dropped the stick leaving Rarity just as tired and clearly soaked from head to...
"Wow, you're... so... ready--" she stopped at a gurgling sound. "Spikey! I think I'm sinking in more!!"
"Oh, no! What should I do?!" He screamed in terror.
"You're going to have to pull me out!"
"Reach in!" His eyes froze at her as the only exposed part of her was her head and her cleavage.
"Spikey!" Rarity screamed out louder.
"Hold on, Rarity!" He grabbed her by the head and pulled.
"No, you'll rip my head off!!"
"Then where?" He carefully reached over her mane.
"Don't you dare ruin my hair! It took hours to get this perfect!!"
"Then where?!" Spike argued back. Rarity was thrown back by his sudden rage. "The only other exposed part of you is..." His words drifted, making Rarity remember the obvious. Her plump cleavage was bouncing around in Spike’s sight.
Rarity’s eyes raced back up to Spike’s. His green gems stared deeply into her white pearls. "Oh... Oh my, Spike--" She was stopped as Spike reached in and pressed his hands over her breast. "Oh..." she cooed involuntarily. "No... this is not--" She hitched in hidden delight as his fingers traced over her nipples.
Spike tried his best to push away his thoughts as he felt the supple flesh of Rarity's breasts pressing into his hands. He fought the temptation to squeeze the firm buds of her nipples like hot little exclamation marks. However, he couldn't help but explore momentarily before he got back to business.
Rarity defiantly fought her urges at first, and she kept her coos hidden. She didn’t realize Spike was this good. No stallion had been this soft and tender in such movements. Her body shivered evermore as he reached deeper in.
Spike felt past her breast and over her ribs. He did his best to ignore the soft giggles she gave as he inadvertently tickled her. Finding the right spot he gripped firmly, yanking, tugging, and pulling with as much might as he could muster. The sand fought him with every movement, but even he could admit the mare of his dreams was a bit heavier than he expected.
"Sp- Spikey," Rarity mewled, the pressure of his arms pushing her breasts around sending her into even more of a lustful fog. "Hurry!"
Spike swore she was gonna be the end of him. Her constant demands only seemed to fuel his rage even more. It was a strange feeling before he would have given anything to have his hands in the position. How many nights passed as he dreamt of her bouncing orbs? He was always so happy at the sight of them in the distance and envious of any stallion that had their way with them.
Rarity was having the hardest time with herself. She tried so hard to hold back the drool and utter delight from Spike’s movements. She could almost swear his hands were getting bigger. Was he deliberating getting rougher with her? “Oh, Spikey-- ravage them--” She quickly silenced herself. She had never said such a thing to even a stallion while they were in a blind bucking to finish and all Spike was doing was holding her.
His rage was growing by the second and yet he couldn’t deny his enjoyment. This moment was his and his alone, no other stallion would be with her in this way. Even stranger, he was getting a better grip. "I'm trying," he growled deeply trying hard to ignore the sweet smell of her body lapping out of her with each movement, his shaft ever-thickening with each shake.
He smiled, finally getting the perfect grip around her body. He lowered himself to get better leverage, ignoring his face pressing against her cleavage.
“This… is so wrong,” Rarity tried to dignify herself with the scene playing out. Spike’s spiny head now bobbing over her mouth. She could have sworn the spines were getting sharper.
“Okay, here we go--” He gave a soft roar as he tugged her free again.
Rarity cooed as his voice echoed between her cheek and her cleavage. Having his face out of sight she took this moment to just drink in the smell of him that had been driving her body crazy. She grinned at the softer hungry sound vibrating in his throat. "Spike, this is~"
Spike tugged again and again until the force knocked him on his ass. The top half of Rarity broke free and landed full bust exposed onto his swollen underwear. This action burst his shaft free from its dungeon.
Rarity’s eyes bounced back and forth with her breasts as her vision blurred. She saw the stick between her replaced with Spike’s burning throbbing cock. Rarity's horny desires had been achieved much to her concern.
Truthfully, she was quite shocked as the girth was barely enough for her breasts to cover and the length reached perfectly across. The head nudging against her full pouting lips and snout. The scent was so strong, stronger than any stallion, and covered in the sweating he'd been doing.
"Oh Celestia, Spikey, this is... so indecent~" Rarity’s words were stopped as the head slipped in through her wording.
Spike hadn’t even processed what happened before his body gave a soft buck. Rarity’s moans removed any offending thoughts from both of their minds as Spike came back to reality. Spike’s eyes went wide at the sight of it all. Yet they winced closed again at the soft touch of her tongue.
His body gave another little buck, smooshing the head of his cock more into Rarity's mouth. Each movement pressed her tongue against him, making him buck again with more urgency. Rarity’s eyes widened and her mouth twisted with soft squeals as he pushed more.
After a few more Rarity finally broke her mouth free and demanded, “Spikey, this has gone too far--” she spat away from the sharp taste on her tongue.
Spike seemingly didn’t hear her as he gripped her breast tightly with his large hands, making her almost purr with delight.
“No, Spikey, we mustn’t--” She was stopped as his cock bobbed against her face. Spike roared and thrusted harder, his hands gripping tighter and pressing Rarity's breasts together for greater pressure and friction.
“Spikey… please--” Rarity shrieked as the cock seemed to grow in size, dragging through her hair, messing up her perfectly made mane.
"We shouldn't-- we should..." Rarity’s protests changed to desire as her mouth opened one final time and was filled with Spike's cock. She'd specifically told him not to mess up her hair. Oh, how stallions knew that sent her overboard.
Spike growled as something in him shifted. His cock grew with lustful actions, pressing his head against her throat. His body moved on instinct, cock pushing in around Rarity's breast, lips, and tongue and tipping her throat. Rarity's body quaked to accommodate him every time it pushes in.
Her mouth was so hot, wet, wetter than any other stallion ever could make her. Spike lost himself to the sensations, animalistic roars echoed outward, ripping the tip past her throat.
Rarity's fear vanished and excitement raised with confusion. Spike was getting rougher, but the bouncing of her breasts and the feeling of that thick throbbing shaft in her mouth, was sending her close to finishing long before he could penetrate her. She had been craving him for a long time but she never expected it to happen like this. She never expected it to be this good. She hummed with delight as Spike’s cock blurred in her mouth.
Spike stopped motioning her breasts and grabbed her face. His bucking alone was keeping them bouncing as he rocked her head back and forth.
“Rarity… I’m,” His words weren’t enough to fight through his roars as he made one last good thrust. The urge clenched his hips and leg muscles into an upward thrust. More of Rarity’s body broke free with the force of it as a fountain of cum exploded from him, filling her throat before bouncing out and absolutely drenching Rarity’s face.
Spike fell back in exhaustion. However, his attention came upon his back. Turning around revealed his suit had been ripped open by his spines. They were now far larger. In fact, his gut had rescinded and his body had gotten more slender.
He had always been a short dragon to begin with since reaching his adult age several years back, so this was very different. He had gotten much taller than Rarity in only a few moments. His wings were even forcing their way out of his suit.
“Spikey…” Rarity coughed up more cum and shrieked in shock. “I spent three days on that suit,” She pointed out the damage. It wasn’t just the back, his knees and elbows had ripped as well and sharp spines had taken point.
“Wha…” Spike’s words were more like growling with each syllable. “I can’t…” Soon enough Rarity couldn’t understand a single word he was saying and neither could he understand himself.
All of that didn’t matter as a strange smell whipped by Spike’s face. This sense was so incredible, unlike anything he had smelled before. It instantly brought his cock to attention.
His nose jumped around for the source of the smell. Without giving Rarity any word he fell down to all fours and walked around. Spike’s knife-like eyes landed on Rarity's perfectly exposed back and plump ass.
Rarity winced as wearing such a low-cut dress had backfired on her in the worst way possible. She had wanted Spike to only get previews during the party and thrill herself in his watchful eyes. But here he was staring and licking his lips at the reveal of the supple rounded marshmallows.
Rarity could barely fight back, softly moaning and coughing as she struggled in the sand. The mere image of the oncoming events in her head was enough to drive her crazy. She could see his movement and knew just how much all these actions had changed him. She gave a small smile, hoping he was just going to stare at her most exposed body in admirement.
A little wiggle in her hips was all he needed. Spike's instincts took it as an invitation. He stalked carefully over Rarity, a hungry growl in his throat. Stopping behind her he grabbed that perfect ass and spread it open, revealing the furrowed rosey entrance.
Rarity’s eyes went wide. He wasn’t going to just admire?! Her mind raced.
Spike’s toothy jaws dripped strings of drool over her back and down between the thick marshmallows of Rarity's ass. His hands massaged the white puffs carefully with his claws, spreading her even more.
“Oh, Spikey…” She moaned, his breath alone broke her. Her sight went dizzy and she leaned forward expecting him to penetrate her womb. She never expected him to move this fast at all. Spike was so graceful now despite his size, his sharp claws felt like the perfect acupuncture after all that tightness the sand gave her.
"Spike~ take me!!" Rarity's incoherently mewled at the sudden pressing of his cock. She winced harder in fear as the head tore through the wrong entrance.
Rarity was in a mix of panic and pleasure as she tried to wiggle away more, legs still stuck in the sand. Spike gave only a warning growl as her anus opened to his wide size. She continued to try and get away until his hands slapped on each cheek. Tears prickled at the corners of her eyes as she lets out a weak sob.
Spike growls again this time with a kind of satisfied urgency suiting him splitting her ass open. He pushed in deeper, making her twitch evermore. And didn’t stop pushing until more than half his length was inside her.
Rarity sighed in relief not knowing just how more was left outside her. He was far bigger than when he was in her mouth. This size was more than enough for any stallion. Easily the biggest she had, ever.
A harsh thrust of his engorged cock changed her mind completely. She let out a squeal of pain, surprise, and desire. Her body was rocking forward with the motion, cracking the sand below her. Rearing back, he shoves in, again and again, getting deeper and deeper. His hands smacked just as hard against her rear as his cock did.
Rarity squealed more at loving the tightening of her body against him. His previous release and Rarity's saliva helped to slick the way until he was balls deep. Her mind was in a strange twist of pleasure and pain as her organs moved aside to his growing size.
Spike moved his hand over to her arms and pulled her up, unveiling her cum and sand-covered breasts to the air. Shaking her wildly and pulling her back, his cock dove in completely.
Rarity howled and shrieked with delight as her hand fell on the bulge pressing up from her stomach. Arching her in place Spike gripped her hips again, yanking her back as he kept thrusting in as deep as he could.
“Oh, yes Spikey. I… need this…” Rarity’s head dipped back as his thrusts got more frantic. Her hand pressed against the ever-growing bulge on her stomach from his cock destroying everything inside her.
Her eyes closed tightly and her teeth locked in place as she felt something rise up and through her. Spike arched his back and exploded in ecstasy within her. His cum expanded her belly before shooting out her open mouth and spewing upward several feet like a fountain, flowing down her whole body and down his sack like a river. He gave one final ground-shaking roar as his cock launched her out of the sand completely and on the ground.
Rarity gave a gutty laugh of cum and Spike’s cock flailed wildly above her, dousing her completely in more spurts of cum. Her whole body trembled into unconsciousness.
Spike's roar could be heard in all directions, stopping the sand with its shaking. Rarity didn't care though, she was thoroughly finished. She didn't care if he wildly violated her womb at this point, she wouldn't feel it anyway. This was the best sex she had ever had. She simply laughed softly as his giant shaft bounced on her back, slowly shrinking with each second. At the same time, the dragon's body was slowly getting bigger and bigger.
"What is going on here?!" A shrill voice echoed out. The voice was stopped at the sight of it all. The remains of the suit fell away completely. Standing over the mare like she was his treasure was a full-size dragon.
The dragon standing over his mare turned to see the diamond dogs staring in shock. Some of them fully erect from the action early. However, that was not the sight the dragon wanted to see. Fueled by pure dragon rage and dominance he jumped forward and plunged his teeth deep into the biggest dog's throat.
The others lost their erections in an instant and screamed in fear. The dragon pulled back, tearing the head and spine of the dog out and spewing blood all over the others. They could only back away in fright as the dragon ripped off each limb and devoured chunks of flesh.
The medium diamond dog took in a deep breath of bravery and charged forward. The dragon didn't even look, slicing him in half with a single tail swing before throwing his upper body around like a ragdoll and dropping it at the lead diamond dog's feet.
The lead diamond dog just broke down in tears. After everything that happened, from the random quicksand events that had been slowly taking over these caves for months to the strangest of actions happening just outside their cave and now the brutal murder of his brethren. It was horrifying and yet for one brief moment, there was bliss in seeing that mare's naked body displayed beyond his reach. The leader's eyes widened, remembering the mare and the annoyance she brought. Always such a painful memory but one he satisfied himself with every night. He realized this could be his chance. He could hear the dragon still feasting on his kin. All he needed to do was run over, grab her and bolt out of there. His feet followed his thoughts. He could have the mare all to himself to sake his lust forever--
In an instant, the lead diamond dog was killed, stomped under the giant foot of the dragon.
The dragon walked over to his mare and carefully picked her up and out of the sand with ease.
Rarity softly awoke, in so much bliss she didn't notice the diamond dog bones and blood staining his hands. She simply hugged his arm tight and hummed, "Let's get married Spikey Wikey..."
A growl echoed from Spike.
“You’re right… shower first,” she laughed. “Preferably with soap and water…”
******
Hours later, two figures in full hazmat suits arrived from the sky. They landed in the caves and explored the scene. It was still a grizzly sight to behold. Smaller scavengers tore at the remains of the dogs while dodging the slime and cum covered sand.
After their scanners showed no sign of the dragon’s current whereabouts they removed their helmets. Both were dragons and wore thick masks as they examined the sight more clearly. Smolder and Ember.
Smolder carefully removed her mask out of curiosity, only to pull back and gag at the smell. “Damn, when Garble went through his mating season, his musk wasn’t anywhere near this strong.” She tightened back her mask.
“Careful, too much exposure at this strength will send any female crazy,” Ember commented.
“I know, I know, that’s why we are wearing the extra masks. But how is it this strong?”
“Strength depends on how many females are around the male he inadvertently deems worthy.” Ember stared off the distance.
“You mean, Rarity might not be his only target.” Smolder gulped in fear. “Can’t someone else handle it?”
“Don’t tell me you have a crush on him?” Ember teased, “Such a thing will make it harder for us to detain him.”
“I prefer females! Thank you very much.” Smolder protested. “Besides, Spike’s far too weak--” She stopped as she came upon the first body.
“Not anymore.” Ember stood beside her.
“These poor creatures.” Smolder couldn’t hide her sorrow.
“Yes, only a dragon can handle his rage now.”
“A dragon huh. Are you going to handle him?” Smolder jabbed.
“What? I have a wimpy deer husband at home!!” Ember growled. “Besides, a few whore dragons back on the island can handle Spike.” Ember put her helmet back on and nodded for Smolder to do the same. “Now enough banter, we need to remove this musk and cum now. At this stage, it will put any female under a lustful desire to find him or the nearest male!!”
“That might be a problem,” Smolder pointed out to two additional voids in the sand and cum, large enough to be ponies. They assumed the first one had to belong to Rarity. However, outside of the two and diamond dogs it seemed, there was another watching it all. These others were now in far greater danger.
“Anyone these intruders mate with will spread the infection to them as well. Altering their musk and cum to act exactly the same!” With that Ember took off for the exit and to the sky. “I’ll handle the capture of Spike!” She pointed outward, “Follow that trail and detain them.”
“Right!” Smolder flew off as well. She narrowed her eyes on the slippery path left by the intruders. However, turning the other direction only made her eyes widen in fear. The trail led to her old school. “Oh no, oh no!”
Author's Note
Please note, this is a one shot. Any expansion will only happen if the ratings go well. I'm always hesitant with clop stories. This is why my other series involving sex is moving so slow. I don't want to disappoint a small number of fans with an unfinished product.
Yes, this story ends on a cliffhanger, but this is meant right now to purely be an open ending. If you want more, I expect plenty of love, favorites, likes and especially comments.
Back in Rarity's dressing room, Ember was glad to have some freedom. She swung her claws at the several objects Fluttershy threw. First, the mannequins, then dresses and even gems. Spike cared for none of this. Guided by lust alone, he rubbed himself out to the whole scene as Fluttershy demanded the rival, Ember, leave at once.
Ember couldn't let that happen with Spike in such a daze. But she also had to make sure they didn't hit any windows as she needed to keep the pheromones contained. "Is that the best you've got?!" Ember laughed at the pegasus's attacks. "And here I thought you were the strongest, Rainbow Dash."
"And you still can't tell the difference between a bitch and a whore!!" Fluttershy screamed back in a lust fueled rage.
"But at least, I can dodge one, Derpy!"
"Check your eyes again!!" Fluttershy was getting worse by the second.
Spike on the other hand, was getting bored. Without warning, the mighty beast picked up Fluttershy and threw her at Ember. "Hold her down!!" the dragon commanded.
"Yes, my master!" Fluttershy laughed while landing on top of her.
The dragon leaned back and watched, rubbing his massive shaft even harder as the two wrestled. The male was enjoying this too much, seeing more of his plague spread only fueled more sperm to tip. "Yes, more, more!!"
The dragonness sneered at his laughter and the control he had over Fluttershy.
"Damn, stupid pony!" Ember punched her in the gut, only making her twist with joy more than catching her off guard.
Seeing Spike rub faster and harder, Ember knew what was coming next. She winced as the precum dripped out faster and faster. The mighty dragon wasn't going to wait for pleasure to build up. Grabbing Fluttershy by the throat with her tail, Ember quickly lifted her up as high as possible as the blast of sperm flowed forth.
Fluttershy screamed with pure ecstasy upon feeling the massive shower cake her back. No, it was more like a flood and all Ember could do was hold her in place as a shield. The dragoness squeezed as hard as she could but the mare wouldn't stop fighting.
Soon enough, her struggling faded regardless of the pegasus's will.
Ember released her tail. She pulled back in horror upon seeing Fluttershy's face going pale. The dragoness had no time to question her dread as Spike grunted loudly. All she could do was roll out the way as more dragon cum flooded out from a second climax, covering the limb pegasus body completely.
Spike roared in his maddening lust, "How dare you dodge?"
"I don't know how much of your mind is left in there, Spike." Ember's mouth trembled to her next words, "But if you are too blind to murder, then I must put you down as well!" The monster went wide eyed as she pinned him. She pressed her hands against his throat. "Go down quietly... don't make me kill you too Spike..."
The large dragon tried to fight back but her wings downed his arms and her legs pinned his thighs. Ember had always been stronger than most dragons, but she was actually surprised to pin him so easily. Maybe it was his weakening will, lust, or even her own power as the current dragon lord.
All he could do was flop his massive dick around trying to penetrate her. But this victim was more clever. He thrusted, only to receive pain as his shaft bent away.
"Armor plating. You'll have to strip me first!"
Seeing the battle was getting harder, Ember used her incredible strength to pick up Spike's head and beat it against the wall. She hoped with this being Spike's first time being in the full season he would be easier to knock out. She also hoped his mare would forgive her for the damage she was now doing to her walls.
"Wait a minute." She noted the walls were shaking from the hits, but it wasn't just from her. Her head picked up to the sounds of moaning both in the room below the floor as well as behind the wall. "Shit, brown nerdy stallion!!" she screamed out to Button Mash. "I think there are more victims in this place?!"
*****
On the other side of the wall, Button Mash couldn't agree more at the sight of two familiar mares wrestling in Sweetie Belle's bed. "Oh no, no, no..." The stallion shrieked in horror to see Applebloom and Scootaloo humping themselves all over Sweetie Bell's bed. Their juices soaked into the controllers. "Those cost two hundred bits each!!"
"How many ponies are in there mating?!" Ember roared from the other side of the wall.
"No, just two of my friends--" he stopped at the sight of his shaft fully erect once more. He thought for sure he was completely spent. Didn't Fluttershy drain him dry? A smell around his face beckoned his hips to buck forward. "No," he grabbed his thighs and held them in place. "Stop!" He shouted at his shaft, bouncing up and down.
"Why stop?" two voices echoed from the bed in unison. His eyes widened in horror as they finally noticed him.
His head jumped back at the sight of Applebloom and Scootaloo leaning up and out of the bed. They laughed at the sight of his shaft and dropped the blanket. The reveals of their bouncy busty breasts made him harder. It wanted them and they wanted him. The mares stepped closer, and pushed him into the doorframe.
Applebloom, who was clearly in command, looked at Sweetie Belle beside him, laying against the door. With no warning, she took the unconscious mare and press her lips against her, waking the mare. Sweetie Belle woke with a shriek, only to quickly return the kiss with as much vigor.
Scootaloo pulled Button Mash by the collar, slowly removing his shirt, and pressing her tongue along his exposed chest. Button Mash tried to fight it but found his will weakening in the grip of her’s. She smeared her lower juices against his cock, gaining a soft moan from him. His eyes drifted to the sight of Applebloom pulling Sweetie Belle to the bed. Both mares were twisting about in utter joy.
Button Mash lifted his hand to her, almost begging them to stop. However, at that same moment, Scootaloo took his cock and pressed it tightly between her hips. The mare stopped licking his chest and laughed heartily as Button Mash's legs gave out. He fell forward, landing her on top of the game station which filled him with a mix of horror and pleasure as the device provided the perfect support for Scootaloo. She wrapped her legs around his hips and laid his shaft upon her opening, but didn't push it in.
"Oh, just waiting for the rest of the stallions to arrive?" Scootaloo laughed and bucked her hips up against his shaft.
"Others!" Button Mash tried to pull free, but the pegasus was in complete control of the movements.
"Yes, after Applebloom ravaged me, I used your headphone to call in more help!" Using her legs, she pushed him back in as he pulled away. The pleasure was incredible, to say the least. Never had he been dominated by a mare.
"Please, stop--" Scootaloo silenced him by pressing his face into her rack. While not as fluffy as Sweetie Belle's, they were certainly firmer. His mouth dazed between the orbs as her speed got stronger. It seemed she was getting rough in motion with the sounds of Sweetie Belle's joyful screams in the background.
"Yes, yes, give me a fight!!" Scootaloo laughed louder and his shaft grew harder, pressing her hips together, tighter, just as hard. "Oh, I can't wait for you to fuck me!! Make sure you go as hard as Rumble... Train Track... and that beast of a stallion, Pipsqueak!!" She leaned back as if imaging that massive shaft railing her ass. Neither had realized that her anus was digging deep into the game station's pointy top the entire time. "Oh, yes, harder!!"
"No... yes... no... yes," Button Mash's mouth was a mix of words and moans as he never had his cock pleasured this long. His endurance was reaching a limit. Feeling his seed return, he gave one final fight and pulled back with all his strength. He nearly howled as his shaft broke. from her vice and blasted sperm all over her gut and chest, splashing the final bits on his new game station.
Author's Note
Yeah, this one is a little rough, due to me wasting so much time trying to find a second co-writer. The original one wasn't a problem, but the last few times he sounded overworked and tired of the sex scenes so I wanted to find another one to make the work on both of us less tough.
Unfortunately, the one I message didn't answer back so... Time ran a little late and I was forced to finish the work myself. The proofreader cleaned up what they could. I hope you enjoy the final product.
