Double Trouble

Chapters

Chapter One: A Couple in Private
Chapter Two: A Couple of Privates
Chapter Three: A Couple with their Privates

Chapter One: A Couple in Private

It was an absolutely lovely day in Canterlot, with the picturesque castle standing radiantly against the mountainside. Even though Cloudsdale’s weather efforts were needed throughout all of Equestria, they weren’t needed nearly as often up at the nation’s capital. Maybe it was due to the high elevation, since most of the storm-clouds were at an elevation lower than Canterlot. Or perhaps, due to how long the region had hosted immense amounts of Alicorn magic from the Princesses who resided there, some residual enchantment was to blame for the mountainside having such pristine weather. But whatever the reason may have been, it provided a wonderful setting for any foreign leaders, dignitaries, or ambassadors who wished to seek counsel with the Princess.

Inside Canterlot Castle, the nation’s newly-coronated Ruler was enjoying a lovely afternoon with another recently inducted leader: King Thorax of the Changeling Kingdom. Despite how sensitive his chitin may have been in climates different from his homeland, Thorax didn’t mind having the stain-glass windows open to invite a lovely summer breeze. Princess Twilight Sparkle appeared equally as content, not even needing the fans or air conditioner turned on for additional comfort. The two were comfortably seated at her Map Table, which had its magic turned off so the massive stone slab could carry several binders worth of paperwork. While the leaders worked in tandem to arrange some new deals between their nations, Twilight and Thorax had their advisors standing nearby in wait.

“Hmph…” Spike was still in his petite, chubby size while standing a few feet away from the Map Table. He had his pudgy arms crossed over his chest, while his lips were tightly pursed into a bored scowl. He tried his best to stand still so he wouldn’t bother Twilight or Thorax; unfortunately, since the little dragon was wearing a Royal blazer with matching black slacks, the wool material was making him fidget uncomfortably. He also had a noticeable blush across his freckled cheeks, which he struggled to keep hidden from the Changeling beside him.

General Pharynx, brother of King Thorax and the Changeling Kingdom’s Second-In-Command, looked rather stoic in comparison to Spike. The Changeling had a significantly darker shade of green than his sibling, which made his chitin look almost like a dark shade of olive; however, he was also sporting a large pair of dark-pink antlers atop his head, which matched the insectoid wings across his back. Unlike Spike, Pharynx wasn’t wearing any clothing to distract him from his duties. Due to his extensive military training and experience, his statuesque posture was immovable as he stood Guard for the two leaders. Of course, even a grizzled military bug like Pharynx wasn’t able to keep from smirking when he caught a glimpse of Spike’s flustered squirming.

Neither of the Advisors could overhear what Twilight and Thorax were talking about, although a few words like “trade equities” and “import exchanges” were caught by both of them. Even though they were informed of the main gist of their consul, which was basically just solidifying economic trade between the two nations, there was far too much technobabble involved for Spike or Pharynx to adequately process. Instead, the two just stood with their backs facing them, and tried not to look over at one another too obviously.

“Hmmmm…” Twilight had her horn lit as she levitated a pencil in her aura, and absentmindedly chewed on the eraser end. Fortunately for the Princess, Thorax didn’t seem to care about her foalhood habit. After a moment of thought, she brought her pencil down to jot down some X’s on a paper map. “Honestly, we could probably submit a good appeal to build some railroads along this region here. In the long run, that would be way more beneficial than just depending on airships for transportation.”

“Mmmhmm, I see what you mean…” Thorax nodded at the points marked on the map, and used some of his magic to float over a pen of his own. “Although, I would recommend any depot stations should go here, since the sun would--”

The doors to the Throne Room opened up, catching everyone’s attention. Twilight and Thorax looked up from their plans, and quickly smiled when they saw a fellow Ruler enter the room.

“Hey there, guys!” Princess Cadance of the Crystal Empire was smiling just as brightly, and had a skip in her step while trotting towards them. Spike and Pharynx gave a couple of respectful bows in unison, even though that wasn’t necessary. Regardless, she still nodded cheerfully as she trotted past them. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything too serious. I just wanted to make sure we were still on for lunch today.”

“Oh, absolutely!” With a flash of her magic, Twilight conjured up the alarm clock from her bedroom with a little teleportation spell. Her eyes widened when she saw the time listed. “Oof… I didn’t think we were in here for that long.”

Thorax leaned over to see the time, and had to do a double-take himself. “Yeesh… Who would’ve thought trade negotiations would be that time-consuming?”

Spike and Pharynx were still standing away from the three, but the former couldn’t help sighing under his breath. “Yeah, what a shocker,” he muttered sarcastically, causing Pharynx to huff with a light smirk.

Twilight and Thorax rolled their eyes from that overheard exchange. Cadance glanced over at them for a moment, and narrowed her eyes with a peculiar skew of her muzzle. Since Spike and Pharynx were facing away from them, they weren’t able to notice the Princess’ quick look of assessment. However, neither did the two leaders when Cadance turned back to them. “So, uhhh… should we head down to the Dining Hall to eat? I heard the chefs are making a wonderful lavender bisque.”

Thorax was the first to get up from his seat. “Ooh, that sounds lovely!”

“Oh believe me, the lavender bisque is a must-have.” Twilight was just about to lead the way with an equally chipper smile. Meanwhile, Cadance looked back at Spike and Pharynx for a moment, who were still standing in wait for their respective Rulers to exit the room.

“You know, ummmm…” Cadance tapped her chin with a hoof, and tried to speak up on the Advisors’ behalf. “Since they’ve been so patient for you guys, maybe we should have the kitchen staff make a pizza for the two as a reward.”

“Hmmm?” Spike and Pharynx glanced over at her with identically surprised looks on their faces. Neither of them said anything, mostly because they were quick to see the knowingly coy smirk on Cadance’s face. Twilight and Thorax stared at each other for a moment, and shrugged to the Alicorn’s suggestion.

“Honestly, I’m… not against that at all.” Twilight was the first to smile when she turned towards the two Advisors. “Besides, I have a feeling the two would want something heartier than bisque.”

Pharynx shrugged and nodded lightly. “Well, as long as it isn’t any trouble, Your Highness.”

“Oh, it wouldn’t be an issue at all, General. Trust me, the kitchen staff are just as dedicated as any of the Royal Guards.”

“Well, shouldn’t they join us then?” Thorax had a warm smile pointed at the two. “I wouldn’t mind having a moment to catch up with Spike. Especially after all the work he and Pharynx have been doing together.”

The two tried not to look too frazzled by that detail, but a couple of blushes could be seen through their thankful smiles. Spike and Pharynx didn’t look at one another while chuckling nervously. Fortunately, it seemed that only Cadance caught their body language, so she was able to speak up once more.

“Well, if we continue your guys’ trade talks at the Dining Hall, we’d have a lot more time to socialize this evening.” Cadance used her magic to collect all the documents and paperwork strewn across the map table. Twilight and Thorax gasped when they saw their hard work being lifted up by the Princess’ blue aura; luckily for the sake of their attentiveness, Cadance made sure to have them arranged in a couple of straight, perfectly-aligned stacks for organization. “Plus, I wouldn’t be surprised if they would prefer a place more… private to get away from all your negotiation-talk.”

Twilight and Thorax didn’t notice the slight inflection in Cadance’s voice, or her cheeky little smirk when she gazed over at the two. But as soon as the Princess shot them a wink, Spike and Pharynx’s blushes deepened immensely with a shared look of realization. Cadance then led the way out of the Throne Room, taking the paperwork in her aura. “Don’t worry, I’ll be as careful with these documents as I am with Flurry Heart.”

Pharynx averted his eyes, and was able to successfully keep his amused huff unheard by any of the Royals. When Spike turned to him, the Changeling leaned down and whispered, “Does that mean the documents will be taken by Sombra again?~”

Spike quickly smacked Pharynx’s shoulder with a claw. But even with that warning jab, the dragon struggled not to giggle from that slice of dark humor. Luckily for both of them, Twilight and Thorax reluctantly followed Cadance out of the Throne Room. “Uhhhh, alright then!” said Thorax, who turned around while walking backwards beside the Princesses. “Pharynx, be sure to stay on your best behavior!”

“Oh come on!” The General rolled his purple insectoid eyes in obvious offense. “I’m a grown Changeling, Thorax! You also wanna remind me to wipe my ass?”

Twilight and Cadance quickly covered their muzzles, but their surprised snickering still made Thorax wince. “Nnnnnghhh! P-Pharynx!”

“Don’t worry, dude!” Spike leaned in to wrap a claw around one of Pharynx’s forelegs. “I’ll take him to my room to hang out. You just focus on your, errrr… whatever with Twilight.”

“Sounds like a plan,” replied Twilight with an affirmative nod. “I’ll be sure to send your guys’ lunch up there post-haste.”

Spike and Pharynx waved the group goodbye, their smiles a little more precarious while so close together. Twilight and Thorax were the first to exit the Throne Room, which provided Cadance the brief opportunity to look back at them with a giddy grin. She pointed a hoof at both of them, causing their eyes to widen even more than before. Even without saying a word, the Princess of Love made it obvious that she knew something the other Royals did not.

Since nopony else was in the Throne Room at that time, there was an awkward bout of silence as soon as the main doors closed. Spike and Pharynx stood side-by-side for several seconds, with neither of them able to say a word to one another. The two appeared to be visibly stunned by Cadance’s behavior, as well as the fact that she got the two away from their respective leaders with surprising efficiency. When the dragon and Changeling finally turned to face each other, Pharynx looked slightly concerned. “Okay, I doubt you actually said anything to her, but… Does she know?”

Spike turned away with a worrisome expression of his own. After sucking some air through his fangs, all he could do was shrug his shoulders weakly. “Well, I mean… she’s pretty good at sensing certain… feelings, I suppose…”

Pharynx closed his eyes and groaned silently enough to sound like a growling hiss. “Nnnnngggg… Dammit, I should’ve known somepony would suspect something.”

“Hey, at least it wasn’t either of them!”

“Yeah, yeah, I know…”

Pharynx looked away from the pudgy dragon, and sighed with a slow shake of his head. Spike glanced back at the doors for a second, and exhaled more calmly. When he turned his focus back to Pharynx, he moved his claw up to rub the Changeling’s shoulder. “You know… Considering that she just got us away from them, it seems like she gave us a pretty good opportunity…”

The subtle inflection in Spike’s tone prompted Pharynx to look back down at him with his brows raised. Despite how small and petite he may have appeared, Spike’s smirk turned much more confident while gazing up at him. “And I don’t know about you, but… I’d rather not let that opportunity go to waste~”

Pharynx grew a grin just as sultry as the dragon’s. “Oh, really now…”

He lit up his chitinous horn, and a bright green aura wrapped around Spike’s waist. The Advisor gasped for a second, but was quick to close his eyes and shudder with an antsy grin. Pharynx stared the dragon down intently, and lifted him up from the floor so they were properly face-to-face. When Spike finally reopened his eyes, his suspended body trembled when he saw the hungry stare the Changeling was giving him. “Would you rather I teleport you up there? Or should I get you on the leash again?~”

A powerful shiver crept across Spike, causing him to blush even deeper and squirm in Pharynx’s aura. “D-Dude, come on… I-I’m already pent-up as it is…”

“Oh, alright…” Pharynx may have been daring when he wanted to be, but he relented with a quick roll of his eyes. Since the two were still in the Throne Room, it didn’t take much convincing for him to stop his teasing. However, he still leaned in close to Spike’s face before whispering, “But you better have that tail of yours raised as soon as you’re on the bed~”

Spike’s only response was a faint, shuddering moan while his eyes were locked on Pharynx’s. Even while clutched in the Changeling’s aura, he was able to lean forward and plant his lips for a deep kiss. Pharynx closed his eyes, and instantly reciprocated the gesture with his muzzle opening up. The two stayed like that for nearly a minute, with their lips hungrily smacking around their coiling tongues. The sounds of their sloppy makeout session echoed off the Throne Room’s spacious walls, along with their muffled moans. When the two finally pulled apart with a wet pop, Spike grinned more excitedly while his lips were glistening in saliva. “Deal~”

With a bright flash of his magic, Pharynx teleported out of the Throne Room with Spike in his grasp. Much like with Twilight, Spike didn’t feel the slightest bit of worry about moving through such a unique form of magic. The two instantly reappeared in Spike’s bedroom with a magical poof, with the dragon still being held in Pharynx’s hooves. As soon as his hind-legs touched the floor, Pharynx stared Spike down with a wide and lustful grin.

Spike’s claws quickly wrapped around the back of Pharynx’s head, and he lunged in to continue their passionate kissing. Pharynx gripped him just as tightly, and stumbled on his hind-legs as he tried to walk bipedally towards the bed. Since the dragon was living in Luna’s former bedroom, the lavish abode was as spacious as most families’ homes. But even with a ridiculously huge screen covering one of the walls, and a brand new gaming system hooked up beside a couple of recliners, it was clear that Spike and Pharynx were more preoccupied with each other.

“Mmmphhh!!~” Spike was thrown onto his back, which caused a couple of comic books on the mattress to fall to the floor. Pharynx crawled on top of the moaning dragon, and continued to make out with him sensually. His hooves were wrapped around Spike’s back, which allowed him to grab the bottom of his blazer and yank it off in a single effortless pull. The dragon’s small, leathery wings flapped excitedly, but it was nothing compared to the rapid buzzing from Pharynx’s insectoid wings. Meanwhile, his magic went to work as he quickly undid Spike’s trousers. Spike continued to kiss the Changeling deeply, and moaned into his mouth as he felt himself being undressed with such urgency. “Nnnnnnnn…”

Spike’s clothing was tossed off the bed, falling to the floor beside some of his other clutter. The dragon leaned back against the mattress, and shuddered when he felt the cool air brushing against his scaly body. Pharynx pulled his head back for a moment, grinning wide when he took in the alluding sight of Spike’s naked body. The Advisor shivered while pinned under his lover’s hooves, and tried to smile naturally through his heavy blush. However, the Changeling’s eyes soon peered downward, and he smirked devilishly when he saw what Spike’s clothes had been hiding. “Oh my… I’m surprised you still kept that on, big guy~”

Spike blushed even deeper, and groaned through his teeth while Pharynx stared down at the metal device between his pudgy legs. Just beneath his scaled potbelly, a small metallic cage was tightly nestled around the dragon’s twitching cock. Even though the chastity cage was meant to keep Spike from growing fully erect, the tiny sliver of his pointed tip could be seen trying to poke through the thimble-sized top. The bottom of the cage was tightly latched around Spike’s balls, causing them to bulge out from obvious strain and carry the slightest shade of blue. Every time Spike breathed out weakly, his cock could be seen straining hard within the cage to make it twitch against his waist. There was also a surprisingly thick glaze of clear, syrupy precum matting the dragon’s crotch, indicating just how long he’d been straining since Pharynx showed up.

“Heh~ I’m not gonna lie, that’s actually really impressive.” Pharynx shrugged his head while smirking at his mate. “Seriously, I don’t think I could handle wearing something like that for two weeks straight. You’re a heck of a trooper~”

Spike shuddered with his fangs tightly gritted, and tried to hide his discomfort with a thankful nod. His little cock continued to strain hard inside of the cage, which in turn made him more eager to finally be alone with Pharynx again. “Th… T-Thanks, dude… I-I-I really didn’t expect it to be this… t-this intense~”

“Yeah, you’re telling me…” Pharynx looked absolutely delighted by Spike’s squirmy, subby state. He leaned his head in with his muzzle open wide, and extended out his forked tongue. Even though his appendage wasn’t nearly as long or dexterous as the dragon’s, the Changeling’s reptilian tongue still made an impact when he dragged it across the top of Spike’s waist. The dragon moaned out with his back arching up from the bed, and more precum spurted out through the top of his cage. But with Pharanx’s hooves still clutching his shoulders, Spike was kept firmly in place while his mate licked up a generous amount of pre. By the time Pharynx pulled his head back, a long string of the viscous secretion connected Spike’s cage to the Changeling’s coated tongue. “Mmmmmmm…”

Pharynx made sure that Spike was looking up at him with a half-lidded gaze, before closing his muzzle with a mouthful of the dragon’s pre. The General may have been a masculine guy among his fellow Changelings, but he was still confident enough to smirk down at Spike while swallowing his load. After an audible gulp, Spike moaned out when he saw that thick bulge going down Pharynx’s throat. Meanwhile, the Changeling shuddered as he exhaled with his muzzle wide-open, exposing his freshly-cleaned tongue. “Aaaaahhhhh… I’m not gonna lie, your cum is surprisingly spicy~”

“Hmph…” Spike may have still been squirming from how badly he was throbbing his cage, but he couldn’t stare back at Pharynx after that remark. The little dragon averted his eyes while blushing hard, although Pharynx was able to see the faintest hint of a smile creep across his lips. Not to mention, his cock was still trying its hardest to break past the restraint of that teeny cage, and coating every inch in more of his pre. Before Pharynx could say anything else, Spike tried to mutter back, “W-Well, I mean… I’m glad you don’t hate it, I guess…”

“Hey, what’s to hate?” Pharynx laid himself over the dragon, and leaned in to nuzzle the crook of his neck. Spike giggled as he trembled from his lover’s touch, as the smooth chitin glided effortlessly against his glistening scales. Even though he still felt rightfully overstimulated, Spike sighed sweetly when he saw the warmth in Pharynx’s buggy eyes. “I know that you and my brother have a lot more history, but… I’d be lying if I said I had any regrets right now.”

Spike’s eyes widened a little, and he titled his head curiously. “Wow, really?”

Pharynx scoffed while staring down at him incredulously. “Oh what, is that really hard to believe?”

“Well, I mean… I knew you had a thing for shorter guys, but…” Spike blushed a little deeper as he nestled himself in Pharynx’s embrace. When he looked back up at him, he tried to say in a flirtier tone, “H-Honestly, I would’ve figured you just wanted a quickie, at least~”

Pharynx actually shrugged his head, not disputing the dragon’s point. “Well, can you blame me for wanting that ass? You were basically flaunting it when I first showed up with Thorax.”

“Oh, no I wasn’t!” Spike tried to say that with a hint of offense, but he could only react with a lighthearted smack to Pharynx’s chest. The Changeling was still grinning shamelessly, with his eyes trailing down to that plump waist the dragon possessed. His hoof went down and rubbed at one of Spike’s thick, supple cheeks to feel how pristine it was beneath his scales. Spike groaned through his fangs, with his body tensing up almost as hard as his caged cock. And with the Changeling leaning in to growl teasingly into his ear, it didn’t take long for him to relent. “Mmmmmghhh… O-Okay, okay! I… I may have wanted a little attention…”

“Oh, were you now?~” Pharynx was smiling rather mischievously. “I suppose I should be grateful I got to you before any of the Guards.”

“Nnnnnfffff…” That last part got the dragon really riled-up, and he lunged up to kiss Pharynx on the lips. The two spent another moment making out deeply, only stopping when Spike needed to take a breath. As soon as their lips broke apart, the dragon said with a rushed exhale, “B-Believe me, I tried to get their attention for months… Y-You were the first one to actually respect me enough to reciprocate…”

Pharynx didn’t try to pry on what may have happened, but he could understand why someone like Spike would have difficulties finding a guy before himself. Given how long it took for dragons to physically age compared to ponies, it was hard to believe that Spike was legally an adult in Equestria. He may have not been offended, but he still said sarcastically, “Gee, don’t I feel special now?”

“Dude, don’t be like that!” Spike nuzzled the Changeling’s muscular chest, and hugged him tightly. “Seriously, I’m really glad to have someone like you. You’re the only guy who really gets what I need, you know?”

“Yeah, I get what you mean…” Pharynx took that opportunity to reach back with his other hoof, and squeeze both of Spike’s plump cheeks tightly. Spike reeled his head back with a shrill and piercing cry, which would’ve likely alerted any castle staff who walked past his door outside. Fortunately, the dragon didn’t show any discomfort (aside from the obvious source latched to his crotch) when he grinned up at Pharynx excitedly. The Changeling narrowed his eyes on him intensely, and said in a deeper tone, “And I have a feeling you need something specific from me right now~”

“Mmmphhhh!!” Spike and Pharynx held each other tightly on the dragon’s bed, and went back to making out with their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. While his lips slathered against the Changeling’s, Spike’s claws went downward to feel every inch of Pharynx’s body. The General’s anatomy may have been alien to the young Advisor, but that didn’t mean he was unfamiliar with it by any means. Even without opening his eyes, Spike was able to reach down and grasp the base of Pharynx’s thick, almost muscular-looking shaft. The Changeling cock may have been far different from any stallion’s equipment (as well as Spike’s adorable little pink nub), but it carried a girth that would make the most well-endowed pony intimidated. The plump, bulging shaft carried a much deeper shade of green than his citin, and had a well-pronounced knot bulging just past his sheath. His cockhead was remarkably smooth and circular, and was only slightly wider than his rigid length.

As soon as Spike’s claws grasped that veiny shaft, a thick glob of milky-white pre oozed out from the tip. The Changeling seed could be seen dribbling down the underside of his length, and were eventually caught by Spike’s digits as he slid them upward. Pharynx moaned inside of Spike’s mouth, while the dragon quivered from feeling that gushing pre soaking his claws. He pulled back with a heavy blush, and didn’t say anything before dragging his reptilian tongue down the length of Pharynx’s chest.

“Aaaaaahhhhh…” The General laid back on Spike’s bed, and let the little dragon take charge as he got on top of him. Spike groaned through his open maw while licking that green chitin, carrying the slightest hint of saltiness from the Changeling’s lingering sweat. As soon as he flared out his nostrils, and caught a strong whiff of the musk permeating from Pharynx’s crotch, Spike let out an eager exhale while drool trickled from his mouth. He looked down with his face deeply blushed, and licked his lips when he saw just how much precum was coating Pharynx’s cockhead in a thick, glossy sheen.

Pharynx took notice of the dragon’s enamored stare, and grinned confidently with his hooves behind his head. “Yeah, that’s right,” he purred as he laid back comfortably. “Prove how much of a slut you are for some proper cock~”

Spike’s eyes fluttered with another moan, and he instantly dove in to prove the General right. His mouth opened up as wide as it could, even though the girth of Pharynx’s cockhead was slightly larger. The dragon’s tongue slithered out like a serpent, coiling around Pharynx’s shaft several times to grab as much of that gushing pre as he could. Spike moaned out from the sheer intensity of Pharynx’s musky, and slightly sweet secretions that practically soaked into his hungry tongue. Meanwhile, Pharynx gripped the bed sheets tightly as he groaned and reeled his back up from the bed. “NnnnNNNNNNGGGHH!! OoooOOOooohhhh, fuck!~”

The dragon shivered from hearing Pharynx’s titillated voice, and he responded by wrapping his lips as best as he could around the Changeling’s bulging cockhead. His tongue continued to slide around his shaft, while his claws tediously stroked the bottom half just above his knot. Even though he knew how risky it’d be to take something that large, Spike’s tailhole could be seen puckering in need while he was bent over atop Pharynx’s waist. Spike pulled away one of his claws, which was glazed with a surprising amount of the Changeling’s gooey precum; and while keeping his stance over Pharynx’s waist, the dragon brought his claw back to prod just beneath his raised and scaly tail.

“Nnnnnfffffff…” Spike kept slathering Pharynx’s cockhead with his mouth, and trembled from the onslaught of pre that spurted to the back of his throat. However, his eyes clenched tightly when he dug one of his glossy digits against his tight, puckering hole. He groaned around the girth of Pharynx’s cock, but he didn’t let up on giving his opening a proper stretch. The dragon’s tailhole was spackled with a generous amount of Pharynx’s seed, which helped to get that first digit inside with only a little resistance. But with Spike’s tongue sliding down more of the Changeling’s length, as well as his drool slobbering all over that cock to make it even more delectable, his growing hunger prompted him to begin slipping in a second digit without pause. “NnnnnnNNNNNNnnnn…”

“Awww, shit…” From his position on the bed, Pharynx was able to look past Spike and see the mirror hanging on the wall. Even though the sight of Spike’s slutty mouth worshipping his cock was hot as Tartarus, he couldn’t ignore the tantalizing view of him trying to shove his pre-soaked claws into his needy hole. The syrupy substance stood out prominently against the dragon’s scales, which caused Pharynx’s cock to throb harder in the Advisor’s grip. The dragon eventually reopened his eyes, staring Pharynx down while his claw and tongue continuously stimulated his rigid shaft. That view was more than enough to make Pharynx writhe against the mattress, and pull his head back with a sharp exhale. “Ooooh, man… Holy shit, that’s good…”

Spike smiled graciously, although it was hard to see while Pharynx’s cockhead was plugging up most of his mouth. The dragon reclosed his eyes, and worked more studiously with his claw gliding up and down his pulsating shaft. His tongue swirled and coiled around every inch of that cock as he could reach, pausing only to slide it back in his mouth and collect more of the Changeling’s salty precum. Meanwhile, his second digit was finally able to work its way through his tailhole, and stretch him out enough to make his whole body quiver. He was already preparing himself to try and take a third digit, hopeful that Pharynx would give him that pounding he so desperately needed. And while the dragon was perched on his knees, his tiny chastity cage could just barely be seen as it twitched and dribbled uncontrollably.

“Aaaaahhhh!!~” Spike pulled his lips away from that gushing cockhead, revealing several strings of precum that connected the smooth tip to his open mouth. His tongue kept swirling around the top of his shaft, while he jerked the remaining length as vigorously as he could. Pharynx moaned out deeper while clinging to the bed, losing himself to pleasure as he throbbed harder in the dragon’s grip. And even as he kept teasing his puckering hole, Spike was able to look down at the Changeling confidently while pointing the cock towards his open mouth. “Nnnnfffff, come on, General… I want you to fill me from both ends~”

“Mmmmnnnphhhh…” Pharynx stared up at the dragon with a strained, half-lidded gaze through his heavy blush. His legs were squirming beneath the dragon, but he didn’t try to pull away when he saw how eagerly Spike was wanting that first load. Since he was already getting close, Pharynx huffed with a smirk and tried to ask, “Damn, you… you really are a big slut, aren’cha?~”

“Mmhmm~” Despite his Royal title, Spike didn’t even attempt to dispute such a term from Pharynx’s mouth. In fact, Spike leaned in even closer to that throbbing cock while jerking him off, and stared the Changeling down intensely. “Ohhhh, you better believe it, big guy~”

“Nnnnnnn… O-Oh yeah?~” Pharynx could see from the mirror that Spike was digging his claw in even deeper, nearly able to stuff that third digit inside of his hungry hole. It was hard for Pharynx to speak coherently, or even breathe while reaching closer to his peak. But with the way Spike was acting, he was determined enough to stare up at him with a grin of his own. “If… I-If you wanna prove that, maybe you should say it. Out loud~”

“Aaaahhhh!!~” A high-pitched, lustful moan escaped Spike’s mouth while working his claws for both of them so furiously. He may have not been too embarrassed by such a request, but he still shivered elatedly while smiling down at him. He finally pulled his claws from his backside, which revealed the tantalizing view of his glazed and stretched-out hole in the mirror for Pharynx to see. And as he loomed in closer to the head of that thick Changeling cock, Spike licked his cum-smeared lips before speaking with conviction. “I might be a Royal Advisor, General Pharynx… But I’m willing to prove just how much of a--”

“WHOA!!”
“OH, SHIT!!”

“GAAAAAHHHHH!!” Spike and Pharynx yelped out in unison, and nearly jolted off the bed from those new voices. The two were still in their suggestive positions as they laid frozen on the bed, their eyes peering towards the bedroom door. Much to their shock and shared stupidity, neither of them tried to lock the door before hooking up. And due to how randy they were getting, it wasn’t too surprising that they couldn’t overhear any knocking.

Nor the fact that a couple of the Royal Guards could just walk in with their lunch.

“Uhhhhhhh…”
“Hoo boy…”

Chapter Two: A Couple of Privates

While Spike and Pharynx remained entwined on the bed, with their sweaty faces frozen in fear, the two stallions standing at the doorway looked equally as shocked. Both of the Royal Guards had light grey coats, although only the one on the left had a horn sticking out through his helmet. The pegasus on the right had his eyes as wide as dinner plates, and his wings instantly stiffed up at the sight of his Royal Advisor perched over Pharynx’s cock. The unicorn’s horn was still lit, but the pizza box and paper bags in his aura slowly lowered down to the floor.

Nobody was able to say anything for nearly thirty seconds. During that time, Spike’s pupils shrunk immensely while he was kneeled over Pharynx’s crotch. The dragon’s claw was still clutching his erect cock, but his own member was thankfully hidden from the stallions’ view. Pharynx’s face was paled in worry, his mind racing with various fears and hypotheticals. Before either of the stunned Guards could try to say anything, the General blurted out, “Just so you know, Spike is a legal adult!”

Spike may have been mortified to have been caught like this, but he still gawked down at the Changeling in offense. “Dude, seriously?!”

“What?! I don’t want them to think we’re doing anything illegal!”

“That doesn’t mean that should be the first thing to come out of your mouth!”

“Well, excuse me, Mister ‘I look too young for most stallions to flirt with’!”

“DUDE!”

The two Guards eventually turned towards one another, with both of their cheeks notably blushed from the awkward moment they were watching. While they may have been aware of Spike’s age, seeing him straddling a hung Changeling like Pharynx was leaving both of them feeling rather conflicted. They tried not to shuffle too much while standing at the doorway, since their armor plating could’ve easily made enough noise to catch their attention. But given how flustered they both appeared, it was only a matter of time before Spike and Pharynx would notice as soon as they stopped bickering.

“Uhhhh… heh heh heh…” Spike nervously glanced back at the two Guards, who he was able to quickly recognize. “H… H-Hey there, Stratus Star… T-Turbulence...”

Turbulence and Stratus looked away from the dragon, with the former struggling to tuck his wings out of sight. Stratus Star felt pretty damn awkward himself, but he managed to use his magic to float Spike and Pharynx’s lunch to a nearby table. Neither of them wanted to say anything about what the Royal Advisor was doing, but their silence spoke volumes alongside their deep blushes. Spike slowly looked away from the two, his expression flattening to a more shameful pout.

As for Pharynx though, his brows raised up when he sensed some… peculiar feelings from both of the stallions in the room.

“W-Well, uhhh…” Stratus scratched the back of his neck while avoiding eye contact with either of the guys on the bed. He tried to step backwards towards the doorway, and said with a nervous chuckle, “Heh heh, ummmm… S-Sorry for intruding.”

“Y-Yeah! We… W-We’re really sorry, Spike…” Turbulence was just about to follow Stratus out of the room. “And don’t worry, we won’t say anything! Promise…”

Before the two Guards could get a chance to scurry off in embarrassment, Pharynx spoke up to catch their attention. “Hey, wait a minute!”

The stallions froze at the open doorway, and awkwardly glanced back at the Changeling. Even though his cock was still standing erect, Pharynx was staring at the two much more seriously. Spike tried not to look at any of them, and hoped that his exposing moment wouldn’t stain how the Royal Guards saw him. However, he didn’t expect to hear the question that came out of Pharynx’s muzzle:

“Before you go, I need to ask… Are you guys aroused by me, or by Spike?”

“WHAT?!?”

Stratus Star, Turbulence, and Spike were all gawking at the General wide-eyed. But despite the sheer gall he had with that assumption, he was still staring at the two Guards in wait for a response. “... Well?”

Spike blinked repeatedly with a stunned expression on his face. Meanwhile, Stratus and Turbulence were trying not to look towards the General directly. Neither of them wanted to actually answer that question, mostly because of how ridiculous it sounded. But at the same time, their shared silence and guilty expression made the answer pretty obvious.

Eventually, Spike took notice of the stallions’ blushing as well. His eyes widened when he saw how much Turbulence’s wings were twitching, almost as if he was struggling to keep them close to his armor so they wouldn’t stick out. Stratus was shuffling his hind-legs a little, and his bottom lip was bitten tightly. Both Guards seemed a bit hot and bothered after what happened, which made Pharynx grow a sly smirk on his muzzle. Spike tilted his head with intrigue, and took a breath before asking the stallions himself. “Uhhh... Stratus? Turbulence?”

Stratus Star tried to blurt out a light chuckle, but it came out more like a hiccuped groan through his trembling smile. Turbulence appeared just as flustered as his fellow Guard, and kept his eyes pointed away from the couple. “W-Well, uhhhh… I-I think we were mostly just, ummm… surprised, that’s all.”

“Y-Yeah, yeah!” said Stratus with a quick nod. “W-We were, uhhh… just not expecting this…”

Another bout of uncomfortable silence passed in the room. Spike was hesitant to just outright ask the same question Pharynx had; however, it seemed that Stratus and Turbulence weren’t able to dispute the assumption that quickly. In fact, the longer that they tried to skirt around the question, the more confident Pharynx felt about why they were acting so weirded out. “You guys weren’t expecting what, hmmm? The fact that Spike is just as good in bed as any pony in Canterlot?~”

Spike winced hard from the Changeling’s remark, even if it was meant to be a compliment. Stratus and Turbulence looked just as perplexed by Pharynx’s cocky statement, which made them stare back at him in shock. With that much-needed eye contact made, Pharynx stared the two down and grew a cheekier smile. “C’mooooonnnn… You were turned on by Spike taking some dick, weren’t you?~”

Instead of gawking at his lover’s secondary question, Spike glanced over at the two Guards to see how they reacted. Both of them tensed up with their muzzles clenched, but it did nothing to hide the crimson glowing across their cheeks. Spike’s eyes widened even more, until he appeared to realize the truth as well as Pharynx had. Stratus Star tried to cover his face with a hoof, most likely so he could focus on an adequate response. However, it was Turbulence who rolled his eyes, and relented with a heavy sigh.

“Ugh… O-Okay! Fine, yes! Yes, I was… I wasn’t expecting to see Spike in... t-that kind of light…”

“Dude!” hissed Stratus in a frantic whisper. “What the heck are you doing?!”

“C’mon, man! He’s a Changeling, he can sense those things pretty accurately.”

“That doesn’t mean you have to rope me into this!”

“Well, you were turned on by him too, right?”

While the two Guards bickered with one another at the doorway, Spike and Pharynx took that moment to stare back at each other. The dragon was visibly nervous, but his deep blush and straining cage were enough indication that he wasn’t against continuing. Pharynx didn’t say anything, and merely gave Spike a warm and reassuring smile. When the two returned their attention towards the Guards, it seemed that Turbulence had gotten to his friend. Stratus Star still seemed flustered, but his resistance had softened enough to give his own answer meekly.

“O-Okay, like… I don’t wanna admit it, but… Yeah, alright. It was… really friggin hot~”

Spike’s face lit up, although he tried his hardest to keep his reaction hidden from the Guards. Both of the stallions appeared a bit apprehensive as well, since their admissions would’ve probably gotten them in huge trouble if Twilight found out. However, even with how stunned the other three were looking, Pharynx pulled himself up from the mattress to sit more comfortably. He leaned over to his side, and faced the two ponies directly while his thick cock stood upright.

“You knoowwww…” The General’s voice sounded much more suggestive, and he laid in that seductive pose to keep their eyes on him. “I may have been planning to spend some ‘quality time’ with Spike here, but… if you guys are curious, you could easily just close the door and stick around~”

Stratus and Turbulence turned back to each other, their eyes as wide as frisbees now. While the two were distracted, Pharynx decided to take some initiative with the aid of his magic. His chitinous horn lit up, and his aura grabbed hold of their hooves so they could skid away from the doorway. The two jolted from the sudden movement, but they thankfully only slid a couple feet into the room. Pharynx made sure to keep the door open, and even motioned towards it with an extended hoof. “Neither of us will say a thing about today, alright? If you guys decide to leave, we’ll act like this never happened. But if you two wanted to see how well Spike can perform…”

Spike whipped his head towards Pharynx during that brief pause. The dragon was utterly shocked that Pharynx would even recommend that they stuck around; but at the same time, his little chastity cage twitched especially hard against his scaly crotch. The Changeling didn’t need to see that happen, since he kept his gaze solely on the two ponies across the room. “... all you have to do is close that door, and I’ll change my form to something more… appropriate~”

Pharynx perked his brows a couple times with that additional offer, clearly still rearing to go while rock-hard. Stratus Star and Turbulence remained silent for a moment, but both of their eyes darted between the bed and the open doorway. The unicorn leaned in close to the other Guard’s face, and the two had a brief discussion in hushed whispers. Neither Spike or Pharynx could overhear them, but they didn’t try to intervene or eavesdrop on what they were saying. After the two gave a quick nod to one another, Turbulence blushed hard while grabbing the edge of the door with his hoof. Meanwhile, Stratus turned back to Pharynx and asked, “So, uhhhh… what kind of form were you thinking?”

Spike looked nothing short of floored, unsure whether to be worried or grateful that the Guards were considering this chance. Pharynx grinned wide enough to expose his glistening fangs, and he responded to that question with a thankful nod. “Well, I’m very glad you asked~”

Spike took that moment to pull back from his lover, providing enough space on the bed for him to transform. Pharynx’s entire body erupted in a plume of bright green flames, although none of it seemed to damage Spike’s plush bedding. The enchanted flames only lasted for a second, spreading over Pharynx’s form before dissipating in an instant. As soon as his transformation was complete, Stratus Star and Turbulence’s jaws dropped when they saw what the General chose. Spike’s shocked expression mimicked the Guards’, with his left eye twitching involuntarily.

Meanwhile, Pharynx remained lying casually on his side, and shot the Guards a lustful smirk. The bed felt much larger in his new form, although that was mostly because he shrunk himself down to more than half his original size. His green chitin had been replaced with bright purple scales along his pudgy sides, and a trail of pale green scales along his sensitive middle. Instead of his girthy Changeling cock, he was now sporting a petite, pointed draconic member which looked to be three inches at most. But even with that significantly smaller endowment, he still appeared confident with a determined gleam in his emerald eyes. And unlike the identical dragon sitting in awe beside him, the second Spike didn’t stay silent when he pointed a claw at Turbulence.

“Close the door~”

Turbulence may have been standing still with a stunned look, but his hoof flicked hard enough to slam the door shut. Stratus Star lit up his horn while staring at the two Spikes on the bed, and used his magic to lock the door.

“H-Holy…” Spike slowly crawled up towards his copy, and reached out to touch the mimic’s scales. He shuddered from how identical they felt to his own, which reminded him of when he first met Pharynx’s brother back in the Frozen North. The other “dragon” turned his focus on Spike, and rolled from his side to face him directly. The original Spike blushed profusely, unsure of how to react to a copy of himself looming in closer. And with the two Royal Guards watching with great interest, Pharynx reached out to press a claw against Spike’s red-hot cheek.

“Get over here…” Pharynx took charge, and leaned in to plant his lips against the pair identical to his own. Spike’s eyes bulged out for a moment, but slowly closed as he moaned deeply. The two dragons pulled in tighter, wrapping their claws around each other’s scaly backs. While Spike’s locked cock strained and dripped from the strange feelings of titillation, the underside of Pharynx’s pink member rubbed up against the outside of his metal restraints. Their mouths opened up while making out sloppily, and their draconic tongues could clearly be seen flicking about in the free space between their moaning lips. While Spike’s claws went up to feel more of the identical’s body, Pharynx’s claws went down to give a strong squeeze to both of the dragon’s plump cheeks.

“W-Whoa…” Even though his armor wasn’t elastic, Turbulence still tried to tug on the collar of his chest plating. Both he and Stratus Star watched the identical dragons on the bed, and were growing increasingly hot beneath their uniforms. If either of the Spikes were able to pay any focus towards them, there’s a chance they would’ve heard the faint thumps that struck the inside of both of the stallions’ armor. Eventually, Stratus was the first to pull off his helmet, revealing his wavy blonde mane underneath.

“Mmmmm…” The copy of Spike was the first to look over at them, and smirked in satisfaction. He pulled back from Spike’s face, with a couple strings of saliva briefly connecting their lips before breaking apart. Spike moaned out weakly, and tried to lunge in and get another taste of the mimic’s skilled tongue. But as soon as he leaned forward, Spike was grabbed by Pharynx’s claws so he could be pulled down and lie on his stomach. Pharynx took advantage of the dragon’s exposing position, and grabbed hold of Spike’s tail to lift it high in the stallions’ direction.

“You see this, guys?~” Pharynx’s grin looked surprisingly natural on Spike’s face, as did the deeply-aroused expression the real one carried. Spike’s tailhole was still stretched out from his earlier practice, and was glistening with a wet coat of Pharynx’s precum slathered all around the puckering ring. Spike moaned out with a blush when he looked back at the Guards, but he didn’t try to pull away from Pharynx’s teasing. Both of the Guards were taken aback by the sight of that tight little opening, which the copy was more than eager to show off for them.

“Yeah, look at that hole~” purred Pharynx in Spike’s voice. “And since he’s locked up in that little chastity cage, you know he’d be eager to get a thick, meaty cock inside of him to set him off. Isn’t that right, Spike?~”

“Aaaaaahhhhh…” Spike was quivering hard on the bed, and gripped the bedsheets with both claws as he laid himself out for Pharynx’s approval. The little dragon was too pent-up to care about how submissive he may have looked, and lifted his ass up so he was in a fully presented stance for those stallions. Thick droplets of Changeling pre began to dribble from Spike’s hole, and slowly went down the smooth scales of his taint towards his tiny little cage. Even though he wanted nothing more than to be unlocked, Spike’s head was clouded in lust as he reached back with a claw once more. “P… P-Please…”

The copy of Spike sat beside him with his legs spread wide-apart, and taunted the voyeuristic Guards even more by stroking his little cock in front of them. While Pharynx took his time, sliding his claws up and down his pink shaft to get their hind-legs buckling in need, the stallions’ eyes were looking between him and the real Spike’s equally titillating display. Spike’s moans intensified when he brought two of his digits to his hole, which he slid inside with surprisingly little effort. Stratus Star groaned through his teeth when he saw Spike’s hole wrapping tightly around his claws, indicating just how well they could hug around a throbbing shaft if willing.

“MmmmMMMMmmm!!~” Spike closed his eyes while digging his digits deeper inside of his hole, not caring at all that two of his Guards were openly staring at him. Turbulence pulled off his helmet as well, revealing a bright-red buzz-cut that contrasted with Stratus’ mane. Pharynx couldn’t use his magic while taking Spike’s form, but nodded in approval when he saw Stratus using his magic to lift off both of their metal plating. Spike could overhear the loud clangs of their armor falling to the floor, which prompted him to shove his third digit back in to really show off. “Aaaaaahhhh!! P… Please let… L-Let me have your cocks…”

“There you go, Spike~” Pharynx rewarded his mate with a hard smack to his ass, causing Spike to yelp out between his hungry moans. The little dragon continued to play with his hole, while Stratus and Turbulence got fully undressed for the two on the bed. Pharynx kept stroking his draconic cock, but took a second to admire the equipment both Guards were packing. Much to his surprise, Stratus Star looked to have the longer cock with a marbled, slender length of about twelve inches; Turbulence’s stallionhood looked notably thicker, and was still intimidating at nine inches as it throbbed and smacked the underside of his barrel. Pharynx smiled with his fangs fully shown, and rubbed the clawprint he left on Spike’s asscheek. “C’mon, ‘Royal Advisor'... Tell these guys just how much of a slut you are~”

“Aaaahhhh!!~” Spike’s head reeled back, and he moaned up to the ceiling while showing those stallions just how enticing his tailhole could be for them. The copy of Spike made sure to show off just as eagerly, leaning in to lick at the nape of the original’s neck. Even though both of the Guards were more than willing to join in, it seemed that Stratus and Turbulence were waiting to see which one of them would indulge first. Because of that, Spike was left lying on his stomach as he played with himself, and tried to speak in a shaky voice.

“I… I want to be a slut…” Spike shuddered when he heard those words escape his mouth, which made his cock throb hard inside of his little cage. “I-I wanna… I wanna suck all of your cocks… I’ve wanted to please you guys for y-years…”

Turbulence and Stratus’ eyes widened in shock, but they remained silent as they stood with trepidation. Meanwhile, Spike kept going as he let his shame fade away, and he spoke more freely between his strained groans. His claw tried to push in a fourth digit while growing hotter in need. “I… I’ve let… P-Pharynx fuck me whenever he wants… A-And I never complained about it! And I’ll let… I’ll let you guys do that too! Wh… W-Whenever you want~”

Stratus and Turbulence looked back at each other wide-eyed, unsure whether or not this new side of their Advisor was something implanted by Pharynx through Changeling magic. But considering how horny and willing both dragons were getting, it was hard to really think about nefarious motives while growing harder by the second. Stratus’ horn lit up, and he grunted with a shiver as his aura wrapped around his stallionhood to give it a teasing squeeze. Meanwhile, Turbulence was struggling not to reach down and touch himself with a hoof. “A… A-Are you serious, dude?”

“Mmmnnnffff… Y-YES!!~” Spike was growing antsier with every dig of his claw into his puckering hole. Pharynx went in behind the dragon’s presented ass, and taunted the Guards even further by dragging his reptilian tongue up Spike’s glistening taint. He groaned with his mouth open wide, and flicked his tongue against that sensitive region to get Spike even needier with his response. “I… I’ll let you use me whenever, Turbulence! Y-You and Stratus Star can… can get your cocks sucked every day if you want!!~”

“Yeah, he totally would,” purred Pharynx when he glanced back at the two squirming Guards. “But unless you two wanna keep standing there like a couple of pansies, I suggest one of you comes up to get a little taste of what he can offer~”

Stratus Star looked eager enough, but his buckling legs remained in place while he stroked himself with his magic. Luckily, that meant that Turbulence was able to step forward while biting his lip. Spike’s eyes reopened just enough to see him looming in, and let out a moaning yelp when he caught sight of that plump cock hanging rigid between his legs. The little slut eagerly slipped his claw out, which made his glistening hole gape even wider and convulse with a thick sheen of Pharynx’s secretions. Spike’s copy helped pull him back to his front, so that both of them could face Turbulence with enticing grins.

“Uhhh… heh heh heh…” Despite his sincere proclamation, Spike still smiled up at the stallion nervously while seated with his legs wide-apart. Turbulence blushed when he saw that little cage twitching atop Spike’s crotch, with more strands of precum spurting out in measly strings. But much like the copy of Spike splaying himself confidently beside him, the real Spike seemed pretty determined to make his fantasies a reality. “So, uhhhh… D-Do you want me to prove it?~”

Turbulence looked back at his friend, who was too busy staring at the three with his body quivering with every aura-induced stroke. When he turned back towards the dragons, Spike and his copy were holding claws to show their solidarity. Spike had his head lowered sheepishly, but he was still able to smile for the Guard standing over them. The brutish pegasus seemed more than a little hesitant, even with how hard he was getting beneath his bare torso. But unlike his partner behind them, the Guard only needed a second to gulp before saying, “W-Well, I… If I knew that you were like this, I might have accepted that offer sooner~”

Turbulence tried to fight his apprehensions, and perched himself up with his front hooves on the mattress. His plump, flaring cockhead was already leaking as a thick glob of precum seeped from the tip. Pharynx nudged Spike’s shoulder with his own, and whispered, “Dude, way to go! I’m really proud of you~”

The real Spike sighed with a gracious smile back at his identical, and nodded thankfully. That was when Pharynx reached back with his claw, and redirected Spike’s head towards that waiting cock. Turbulence shuddered when he saw both of those faces peering down at his member, with the copy licking his lips with anticipation. Meanwhile, Spike was the first to reach out shakily with a claw. “Ohhhhhh man…”

Spike’s claw gripped the Guard’s shaft, holding it tightly enough to make Turbulence groan through his clenched muzzle. The little dragon let out a brief moan of his own, which he tried to keep restrained through his bitten lip. Much like the numerous times he practiced with Pharynx, he slid his glossy digits up the length of Turbulence’s thick shaft; the sensation of that sensitive flesh moving along his claw, along with the remnant sweat helping to glide his digits with ease, made Spike’s entire body tremble in eagerness. He could feel every slight pulsation of that cock twitching in his claw, and heard the stallion groan more intensely from that alluring touch. When his claw slid up to the stallion’s crowned head, a large glob of precum could be seen bulbing at the very tip, just waiting to be cleaned up.

“Yeah, get in there~” Pharynx gave Spike another encouraging nudge while the original was blushing so deeply. “If you go in first, I’ll join you…”

Turbulence nearly came on the spot when he heard that last part. Spike may have needed a second to take a deep breath, but that resulted in him sucking in a heavy breath of the stallion’s musk right from his sweaty cock. The dragon breathed out slowly with a strong shiver, his eyes half-lidded while pinned to that leaky cockhead. In a moment of elated impulse, Spike lunged in with his mouth wide-open. He stuck out his draconic tongue, and let out another shuddering groan as he dragged his thin appendage against the stallion’s flaring head.

“Aaaahhhhh!!~” Turbulence clenched his eyes shut, and moaned from how titillating that reptilian tongue felt against his cock. Spike kept a firm grip on the stallionhood as he licked up that thick glob of pre, only pulling his tongue back for a split-second to swallow that first taste of the stallion’s load. As soon as his lips reopened with a quiver, Spike lunged in to wrap his lips around the girth of Turbulence’s cockhead. Meanwhile, his tongue slithered back out to wrap several times around that meaty shaft. Turbulence’s eyes shot wide-open in response to that surprising sensation. “OOOOHHH!! Ho… H-Holy shit!!~”

His eyes quickly clenched shut, and he instinctively grabbed the back of Spike’s head with both hooves to keep him in place. The dragon didn’t mind that forcefulness by any means, and began to suckle the stallion’s head with more vigor than before. His tongue continuously swirled around the Guard’s shaft, exploring every inch of his sweaty flesh as the heady musk tingled his tastebuds. Even after his extensive experience with Pharynx, tasting a real, genuine horse-cock was enough to make Spike’s eyes roll back with vigor. He moaned muffledly around the girth of Turbulence’s head, and tried to push his lips even deeper down the stallion’s shaft.

“Nnnnnffffff…” Stratus Star, who was still standing at the side like a cuckold, could only watch while teasing his cock through his magic. His body trembled when he saw the copy of Spike getting in on the action, with his fanged maw opening wide beside the original. Much like Spike, Pharynx lolled out his long tongue to snake around the base of Turbulence’s balls. The Guard’s groans became even shakier as he felt that second pair of lips getting involved, with Pharynx beginning his work suckling on one of those plump, low hanging orbs dangling between his legs. Despite his sharp fangs, Pharynx was experienced enough to know to curl his lips over his teeth before sucking on the pony’s twitching balls. Even though the sheer size of those nuts were large enough to keep the copy from pleasuring both at the same time, it was doubtful Turbulence would mind as he felt Pharynx’s soft, titillating suckles against his loose sac.

Both Spikes worked in tandem with that massive cock, using their mouths and claws to their full advantage. The original Spike continued to suck on the head, allowing heavy spurts of the stallion’s precum to spurt to the back of his throat. His coiling tongue snaked its way back towards the top, while his claw continued to stroke the remainder of the veiny shaft. Meanwhile, Pharynx made sure to provide his own tantalizing touch, as he used one of his claws to carefully caress Turbulence’s other ball. Much like the real Spike, drool could be seen dribbling from the copy’s chin while indulging in that ball-musk as diligently as he could.

When he looked down at the spectacle between his legs, Turbulence throbbed hard at the sight of two Spikes sharing his cock like a couple of hungry sluts. The original Spike gazed up at him while his mouth was stuffed with cock, and his eyes went half-lidded to emphasize just how grateful he was to taste him properly. He kept his sights up at him when he pulled his mouth back for a moment, and moaned while slathering his tongue all over the Guard’s cockhead. Turbulence had to keep himself steady on the mattress as his legs twitched involuntarily, and he throbbed hard enough to shoot a couple fresh strands of precum across Spike’s face. Pharynx groaned when he felt those faint pulsations from the ball firmly lodged in his mouth; meanwhile, the real Spike used his tongue to lick up the thick, gooey strands that landed across his cheeks and the bridge of his nose. “Aaaaaaaahhhh… T-Thank you~”

He went right back in after cleaning his face, shoving the stallion’s plump head deep inside his drooling maw. His claw worked more vigorously, tantalizing Turbulence’s shaft well enough to keep his knees buckling. While the original Spike worked tediously, bobbing his head back and forth while pumping that fat cock, the mimic finally pulled his mouth away from the stallion’s ballsack to join in. Pharynx tried to copy Spike’s skilled tongue-lashing, and coiled his own appendage around the base of the Guard’s rigid stallionhood. And while the pony reeled his head up and groaned from that additional stimulation, Pharynx took that opportunity to plant his lips against the side of his throbbing shaft.

“Mmmmmm…” While tasting Turbulence’s heady musk, Pharynx reached out to poke Spike’s shoulder. When the little dragon reopened his eyes, he saw the sultry stare Pharynx was giving him while slobbering Turbulence’s cock. Even with how stuffed Spike’s mouth may have been, he let out an audible moan from the prospect his lover was implying. He slowly pulled his lips away from the cockhead, which was now coated in a thick glaze of precum and drool. And much like Pharynx, Spike moved his mouth down towards the other side of Turbulence’s shaft while his tongue wrapped around the top tightly.

The two Spike joined together for another long, passionate kiss with their lips continuously smacking, and their tongues moving about freely. The big difference this time around, however, was the fact that Turbulence’s fat cock was nestled right between their mouths. The stallion pulled back one of his hooves so he could bite on it, but it did very little to quell the heavy groans he made from their immeasurably pleasing cock-sharing. Both of the little sluts took their time as they kissed one another deeply, while also feeling every strong throb from the cock wedged between their lips. Heavy spurts of precum spat out onto the bed, standing out in thick ropes against the satin sheets; of course, considering how riled-up Stratus Star was getting watching the three, it seemed that Turbulence wasn’t the only one making a mess as the unicorn leaked profusely on the marble floor.

“Oh, fuck…” The lone Guard eventually found enough composure to move his hooves, although his horn remained lit to continue stroking himself. Stratus Star wobbled over towards the bed, his eyes pinned on the slutty dragons slathering their mouths all over his partner’s cock. It wasn’t until he began to crawl onto the bed that Spike took notice, with one of his eyes opening up to see him looming in. However, as soon as he pulled back from Turbulence’s stallionhood, he peered over to see the ropes of precum littered across his bedding.

Like a mindless beast driven by pure impulse, Spike moved away from Turbulence while Pharynx continued to lick up and down the stallion’s shaft. The original dragon crawled on all fours, keeping his tail flagged up high to flaunt off his gaping hole. With Stratus Star watching from behind, Spike moaned out weakly as he bent his head down. He used his long tongue to slowly lap up the smears of cum on the bed, while also peering back at Stratus to see his reaction.

“Aaaaaaahhhh~” The little slut made sure to make his intentions loud and clear, and used a free claw to pull back his tail even more. Stratus finally turned off his horn with a horny moan, his lustful gaze darting between Spike’s debaucherous licking and his presented backside. The dragon narrowed his eyes on him while licking up Turbulence’s precum, even as the stallion kept spitting more out with the aid of Pharynx’s titillation. A couple strands of the Guard’s pre landed across Spike’s scaly back, but the slut remained right in place behind Stratus Star’s twitching cock.

With a wet smack of his lips, Pharynx finally pulled away from Turbulence’s cock to glance over at Stratus and speak with a taunting jeer. “Hmph~ What’s the matter, Private? You worried you’re gonna break him?”

“Uhhhhhh…” Stratus Star’s cheeks were as red as a tomato, and he looked between the two Spikes before shrugging timidly. “I-I mean… m-maybe? I dunno…”

“Mnnnnghhh!!” Spike got downright impatient as he lifted his ass up high, and sunk his chin into the mattress. “S-Stratus, please! I can swim in lava, for Celestia’s sake! I promise I can take it!”

“Okay, you know what?” Pharynx decided to take initiative, and began to crawl away from the edge of the bed where Turbulence was perched at; although, the dragon paused briefly enough to spit directly on the head of his twitching cock. He then crawled across the bed towards Spike, and got in position right beside him with his ass fully presented. Spike was looking at him wide-eyed, not expecting the gruff General to actually bottom for once. But considering how well-endowed both stallions were, he wasn’t willing to speak up when Pharynx stared back at them intently. “You guys have both of us right in front of you! So unless you want me to make a direct order as a Superior Officer, I very strongly suggest that you stop bitching, and use those cocks for your castle’s Royal Advisor and Dignitary! Do I make myself clear, gentlemen?!”

Even while speaking in Spike’s form and voice, the Guards instantly replied with a strong salute like they were back in boot camp. “S-Sir, yes Sir!” shouted Stratus and Turbulence at the same time flusteredly.

“That’s what I wanted to hear! Now get over here and fuck both of us like we’re showmares! MOVE! MOVE! MOVE!”

Chapter Three: A Couple with their Privates

Pharynx’s unwavering tone proved to be extremely effective, as both stallions stumbled towards them in an instant. Turbulence went straight for Pharynx’s copy of Spike, since he already got a good test-run of the real Spike’s abilities. Luckily, Spike seemed more than happy to see Stratus Star’s lengthy stallionhood coming towards him. The Guard may have still been blushing deeply, but he was quick to follow his partner’s example when the pegasus mounted Pharynx.

“AaaaAAAAHHH!!” The copy of Spike gripped the bedding tightly as he felt Turbulence’s massive cockhead prodding against his tailhole. Even though he hadn’t gotten the chance to prepare himself like the real Spike beside him, there was more than enough saliva and precum dripping from that beast to assist with lubrication. Not to mention, Pharynx’s years of espionage provided him with plenty of experience to handle somepony as gifted between the legs as that Guard. The flaring tip pressed up hard against his opening, and slowly began to work its way in as precum started to dribble down the fake dragon’s taint.

“Nnnnnghhhhh…” Pharynx gritted his fangs and grunted with his eyes tightly shut. Despite taking the form of a small pudgy dragon, he was showing a surprising amount of fortitude when it came to taking a cock nearly half his body’s size. He used every ounce of strength in his limited physique to push himself against Turbulence’s cock, while the stallion tried not to feel too guilty about stretching out that little hole. Spike and Status Star both paused and watched with awe as the dragon’s mimic displayed just how effectively the slut could handle a genuine, throbbing horse-cock. Even without any pregame fingering, Pharynx moaned out like a little bitch when he felt the Guard’s crowned head working its way through his tight opening. “OoooOOOOOHHHH!!!~”

“Whoa…” The real Spike looked absolutely captivated by his copy handling Turbulence’s cock so well. His heart raced furiously in his chest, and a strong sense of envy caused him to breathe out in a weak, shaky moan. Just behind the presented slut, Stratus Star had his jaw dropped when he saw how easily Pharynx’s tailhole was able to open up for his partner’s intimidating girth. He would’ve guessed that such a meaty cock would split someone Spike’s size in half; but much to his shock (as well as Turbulence’s, most likely), those scaly cheeks parted quite naturally while the thick shaft of his stallionhood crammed its way between them.

“AAAAAHHHHHH!!!~” Pharynx’s diligence was nothing short of impressive, even when a flaring cockhead the size of a softball worked its way inside of his petite opening. His hole could be seen wrapping tightly around the top of Turbulence’s shaft, quivering with a glossy sheen of precum and drool to keep it nice and wet. Pharynx’s expression was undoubtedly strained, with his face beet-red and his fangs tightly clenched. But despite how he may have looked, he didn’t hesitate to growl through his teeth, “Nnnnnffffff… Y-Yeah, that’s it… G-Give it to me hard, you fucking stud~”

Turbulence shuddered from that intimidating command, and continued to push while nodding his head. His breaths came out faint and hesitant, but the muscles in his calves strained hard enough for the lines of his veins to be seen through his grey fur. His wings were fully extended out, and even shaking from how pent-up Pharynx was making him. And with the way his tailhole was gripping him so tightly, it was hard for him not to shoot too prematurely while pushing in even further.

“Aaaahhh!~” The real Spike moaned out in jealousy, and turned back towards Stratus Star while his ass was ready. “Dude, what are you waiting for?!”

“O-Okay, okay!” Stratus finally took the initiative to comply with Spike’s needy request. He mounted the little dragon’s back, shivering when he felt those warm scales dragging against his barrel. His cockhead may have not been nearly as crowned or girthy as his friend’s, but it still made Spike moan out deeply the instant it prodded against his hole. The Guard clenched his eyes shut and groaned when he felt the warm, and oddly-tantalizing sensation of all that precum lubing up the dragon’s entrance. And even with Spike’s earlier practice, there was still enough resistance to make Stratus groan out while pushing in. “Mmmnnnnnghhhh!!”

As he worked to give his Advisor some much-needed penetration, both he and Spike were able to overhear the tandem moans of the two beside them. Pharynx was gripping the bedsheets tightly enough to rip them in his claws, not that Spike could really mind while his hole was being put under so much strain. Behind the dragon’s copy, more of Turbulence’s shaft could be seen disappearing through the tight confines of that bubbly dragon butt. Each time his stallionhood throbbed from the tight twitches of Pharynx’s hole, heavy spurts of precum were already shooting inside of the dragon to help give him a proper fill. And just past the sight of the dragon’s little cock twitching and leaking between his legs, the thick bulge of Turbulence’s cockhead began to appear through his green scales beneath his pudgy gut.

“Nnnnnnfffffffff…” Pharynx reeled his head back, and kept his back arched as he took the Guard’s cock like a champ. Spike couldn’t focus on his lover’s initiative while handling Stratus’ head, which was already beginning to sink past his stretched-out hole and leave him groaning intensely. Turbulence eventually wrapped his front hooves around the dragon under him, holding him close so he couldn’t slip off his cock. Of course, that close contact gave Pharynx the opportunity to whisper up at him jeeringly. “H-Heh… I gotta say, you… y-you know how to show that strength when it counts, Private~”

“T-Thanks…” Turbulence couldn’t say much, and kept his eyes closed while sporting an embarrassed blush; while he didn’t mind that compliment, he felt weird enough about keeping discussion when his cock was halfway inside of a petite little dragon. He continued to push himself even deeper, until the medial ridge of his length finally sunk in with a wet pop. Pharynx groaned especially hard from that added pressure, which made a couple strands of pre splatter on the sheets between his legs.

“Aaaaahhhh!!”
“MMMMMPHHH!!~”

Back on Spike and Stratus’ end, the Guard was finally able to sink the entirety of his crowned head inside of the moaning dragon. He used one of his hooves to wrap tightly around Spike’s chest, pulling him in even closer as he felt that scaly hole hugging his shaft. Since Spike was already properly stretched and lubricated, it didn’t take much effort for the stallion to slide more of his rigid length between those blubbery cheeks. In fact, while Turbulence was still struggling to cram the remainder of his cock inside of Pharynx, Stratus Star only needed a hard push to get most of his length, including the medial ridge, firmly inside the wailing dragon.

“GNNNAAAAAHHHHH!!!~” Spike’s face may have looked strained from that sudden dose of hot cockmeat, but his wide-open maw showed a very blissful smile. His elated expression couldn’t be hidden beneath his blush, especially when his little chastity cage was spurting out longer strings of precum that trickled between his legs. His whole body trembled from the intensity of that shaft sliding into him, even while Stratus was hugging him close to his chest. His puckering hole clung to the base of Stratus’ shaft, but he could still feel the head slipping in deeper with every strenuous push. “Oh, Goddess! Aaaaahhhhh… Thi… T-This feels sooooooo good!!~”

“Nnnghhh…” Stratus Star was trying to remain focused on the task at hoof, and couldn’t say much while sliding his cock into Spike’s deepest depths. He may have been grateful to hear Spike’s praises, especially as one of the first Guards to take him up on his deepest desires; but just as he was about to make that final push to get himself balls-deep, all he could say in response was a winded, “It… It’s my pleasure, Advisor Spike… MMMMPPHHHH!!~”

Both of the stallions pushed in at almost the same time, resulting in both Spikes wailing out deep and lumbering cries of ecstasy. Stratus and Turbulence’s balls pressed up tightly against the dragons’ little coin-purses, while the thick bulges of their cockheads could be seen protruding just below their scaly chests. Despite how intensely both of them were being filled, Spike and Pharynx indulged in the unwavering pressure that left them feeling completely stuffed with cock. Pharynx tried his best to hug the pegasus’ girth while he was buried in so deep, and shuddered from every throb that shot more of his precum inside of him. Meanwhile, Spike’s eyelids were fluttering as he carried a purely content smile on his face. Even as he felt that lengthy cock stretching him out to his limits, it didn’t make the strain in his chastity cage any less prevalent; if anything, feeling such a well-endowed stallion inside of him only confirmed what he and Pharynx knew to be true.

Spike may have been a Royal Advisor, but there was no doubt that he wanted to be a slut as well.

“Nnnnnnn…”
“Aaaaaahhhhhh~”

Stratus and Turbulence took their time as they slid their cocks back at the same time, causing Spike and Pharynx to moan out with equally trembling tones. The two dragons held claws as they felt those equally tantalizing grinds of the Guards’ cockheads, with the crowned ridges rubbing against every inch to leave their toes curling up tightly. The sensation left both of them feeling mixed feelings as those rigid stallionhoods pulled back towards their puckering holes; even though it was relieving to feel that pressure lessening with every inch that slid back, it also left a lingering sense of emptiness that triggered them like an itch they couldn’t scratch. Luckily, just as those two flaring heads were about to pull out completely, they stopped just as the ridges made contact with the insides of their tight and puckering rings.

“OoooOOOOoooohhhh…” Spike shivered hard from how badly that feeling of emptiness intensified the longer Stratus Star was teasing his hole. The two stallions sighed deeply for a moment, and glanced back at each other briefly enough to share a smirk. Stratus Star and Turbulence gave a hoof-bump in comradery while their sluts continued to squirm around their cockheads. Pharynx tried to control his breaths while his eyes were closed, knowing that he was going to get a proper pounding sooner than later. Meanwhile, Spike’s trembling body was causing Stratus’ shaft to twitch eagerly. “Mmmmnnnfffff!!~” Spike turned his head to peer up at the Guard. “P… Please, Stratus Star!~”

“Hmph~” Despite his apprehensions earlier, the dragon’s readiness made him raise a brow more confidently. He gripped both of Spike’s cheeks with his hooves, causing the slut to gasp before he asked, “So, Spike… Were you serious about us having fun with you whenever we want?~”

Pharynx heard enough of that question to huff with a shaky grin of his own. Spike may have looked overwhelmed and antsy, but he immediately nodded his head. “Y-Yeeeaaaahhhhhh… I… I-I’ll even make you guys a spare key to my room if you want!~”

“How about outside the bedroom?” asked Turbulence with an intrigued look of his own. “Like… if I wanted a quick B.J. in one of the hallways, would you do it?”

“Ohhhhhh yeah!~” Spike hung his head low while gripping the bedsheets, not feeling a shred of shame with how eagerly he answered the pegasus. “I… I’ve wanted to do that for years!~”

Turbulence and Stratus Star stared back at each other for a moment, and grew sly grins with a shared feeling of realization. The pegasus Guard nodded his head, which allowed Stratus to ask Spike one last question on both of their minds. “And, uhhhh… Would it be cool if we maybe… asked some friends of ours to join in sometime?~”

Pharynx looked over at Spike while gripping his claw tighter, and waited for his lover to take notice before nodding giddily. Fortunately for the Changeling, Spike appeared just as sure about his answer when he shot Stratus Star a hungry grin.

“If… If you can make me cum in my cage… I’ll let you tell anyone you know~”

That confident response caused both of the dragons to feel the strong pulsations of the Guards’ cockheads. They both shivered with matching moans, while Stratus and Turbulence struggled not to cum too soon. Spike and Pharynx clenched claws even tighter, but tried to keep themselves relaxed enough to allow the Guards to fulfill their duty. Just before the ponies could get to business, Pharynx leaned in to kiss Spike on the cheek. However, the copy pulled back before either of the Guards could notice.

“Alright, sounds like a challenge to me!” Stratus Star and Turbulence seemed eager to hold the Advisor up to that deal, and gripped those scaled asses in preparation. From the stallions’ perspectives, the two Spikes looked absolutely captivating while blushed and moaning in need of a good fucking. And since they were all rightfully pent-up, those lumbering moans from Spike and Pharynx instantly turned into elated shrieks when they felt those stallionhoods pistoning back inside.

“NNNNGHHH!!”
“MMMMPHHHH!!”

“AAAAAAHHHH!!!~”
“OHHHHHHH FUCK!!~”

The two Spikes ripped the bedsheets even more when Stratus and Turbulence thrusted at the same time, quickly filling their holes and pushing in deeply. Their cocks immediately made bulges below the dragons’ chests, but they disappeared just as quickly as they appeared. Instead of lingering inside for a moment to get the sluts squirming, both Guards pulled back to tease their holes with those thick and rigid lengths. But much like before, neither of their flaring heads pulled out completely before plunging back inside.

“AIIIEEEEEE!!!~” Spike felt like he was in heaven, and took that first hard thrust from Stratus like it was a dream come true. He may have not been as thick or merciless as Pharynx had been, but it was hard to compare a Changeling to a real, genuine horse-cock that could fill him to the absolute brim. Spike braced himself as best as he could, and kept his ass firmly raised to endure the Guard’s powerful thrusts. Stratus moaned out as he felt how tightly Spike was hugging his shaft with every slide up and down his shaft. And each time he pushed his hips forward to collide with the Advisor’s plump ass, his heavy balls could be heard smacking lewdly against Spike’s scales.

‘Plap!’ ‘Plap!’ ‘Plap!’ “Plap!’ ‘Plap!’

Even though both stallions began thrusting at the same time, their rhythms eventually drifted apart to reveal two different rates of speed. Stratus was able to go slightly faster, since his thinner shaft could spear through the moaning slut like a hot knife through butter. Spike’s moans became shakier the more he felt Stratus’ thick cockhead pistoning in and out, grinding hard against his prostate and making his chastity cage strain painfully hard. Meanwhile, Turbulence went at a slower, but much harder pace to really make Pharynx’s draconic form rock back and forth on the bed.

“NNNNFFFF!!!” Even while handling such a gargantuan-sized stallionhood (at least, compared to his current size), Pharynx was taking it like a porn star as he growled through his gritted fangs. His claws sunk into the bedding to keep himself in place, which allowed Turbulence to pound his ass like it owed him money. His low-hanging balls slapped the dragon’s little cock each time he thrusted into him, and the veracity of his motions was causing Pharynx’s groans to ripple each time the Guard sunk inside. His emerald eyes were rolled back intensely, and his mouth eventually opened up to allow his long tongue to stick out like a hungry dog. And much like the genuine slut beside him, Pharynx was clearly eager for more as he tried to moan out, “G… Give it to me HARD, Private! And that’s an order!”

“Nnnnfffff!!~ S-S-Sir, yes Sir!” Turbulence obliged the General’s command, and plowed even harder to push the copy of Spike down against the mattress. The little dragon rested his face on the bedding while moaning in rapture, fully relishing in the barrage of thrusts that left his little cock spurting copious amounts of pre. With how rapidly the pegasus’ shaft was sliding in and out of him, Pharynx felt like there was a good chance his prostate would catch on fire from the friction alone. But instead, all that he felt was a profound sense of euphoria as he took the Guard’s cock like a primal beast.

“Aaaaaahhhh!!~” Spike’s chin was resting against the mattress while moaning out deeply, embracing every titillating motion of Stratus Star’s cock plunging into his deepest depths. Despite how tightly that cage was wrapped around his constrained member, the little tip was leaking just as badly as the identical slut beside him. The intense pain and restriction was making every thrust from Stratus Star hit much harder, since there was nothing to distract him from how badly his prostate was being milked by the stallionhood grinding against it. Not to mention, his ears twitched every time he overheard the Guards’ lustful groans between thrusts, as well as the faint smacks of their balls repeatedly hitting the dragons’ backsides. All of those differing sounds melded together into a harsh, but natural-sounding orchestra that left Spike’s heart thundering in need.

“Aaaaahhhh!! G… Give it to me, Stratus Star!” moaned Spike in a needy tone. His voice was echoing off the walls as he tried to plead to the Guard pounding him. “D… D-Don’t pull out, please! I… I wanna be filled up!!~”

“Nnnnnghhhh…” Stratus was starting to sweat as he fucked that little dragon ass even faster. But even with how overwhelmed he may have looked, he still grinned down at Spike quite eagerly. “Don’t worry, little guy! I… I wanna breed that little hole anyway~”

Another hungry moan belted out of Spike’s mouth, causing him to grip the sheets even tighter and clench hard around the Guard’s shaft. He and Pharynx seemed to be handling those cocks rather well, tantalizing the Guards well enough to leave a lasting impression. Turbulence had his eyes clenched shut, and he was trying to focus on plowing Pharynx’s ass to completion and giving him his load. Meanwhile, Stratus Star couldn’t help teasing Spike even further while reaching close to climax himself.

“Mmmmmm… Wh… Who’s a little cockslut, huh?~” He emphasized that question with an especially hard thrust into Spike’s hole, causing the dragon to wail out before answering.

“AAAAHHHH!! I… I’M a little cockslut!!”

“Yeah you are,” growled Stratus with a widening grin. “You wanna suck allllll the Guards’ cocks, don’t you?~”

“Mmmmnnnghhhh, YES!!! I… I’ll let ALL of you fuck my face! A-Anytime!!~”

“Oooooohhhh, I’m gonna remember that~” Stratus was shuddering when he felt himself throbbing harder inside of the moaning dragon. Fortunately, he still continued to speak and rile up Spike with every thrust he gave. “Maybe we should take you to the barracks sometime… I’m sure they’d appreciate you and Pharynx showing those holes off~”

“NNNNNFFFFF!! Ohhhhh yeah… Yeah, I’ll do that! W-We’ll both do that be… b-before he leaves Canterlot!!~”

Pharynx may have been lost in his own brutally-delivered pleasure, but he still nodded through his own shrill moans.

“Yeah, that sounds really damn good…” Stratus was grinning more confidently, and licked his lips before leaning down to Spike’s ear. Even as he continued plowing that chubby dragon ass for all it was worth, he whispered in a sensual tone, “Imagine alllllll those thick cocks using you back to back… Leaving you filled with cum allllll night~ And… And when we’re all done using you like a little cumdump…”

Spike’s eyes were tightly clenched as he shuddered around the girth of Stratus’ shaft, and felt how intensely he was throbbing inside of him. He could tell he was getting close, and the anticipation of feeling his load was leaving him hungry for more. Even with the searing pain from his chastity cage, his mind was swimming in animalistic bliss as he awaited the stallion’s breeding. Just as he felt himself teetering at the brink of climax, Spike heard Stratus whisper one last thing into his ear:

“... then we’ll just find more guys to shove their cocks in that slutty little mouth of yours~”

“AaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!~”

To say that Spike was set off would’ve been a massive understatement. His whole body convulsed wildly around Stratus Star’s cock, and he clenched hard enough to lock his shaft in place. Fortunately, the stallion was already balls-deep inside of him, which allowed Spike to feel the strong pulsations of those thick nuts against his ass. And when he heard the piercing groan from the Guard above him, the levees proved to be far too much for his tiny cage to hold back.

Especially when Spike felt the instant, gushing warmth that began to shoot deep inside of him.

“GNNNAAAAAHHH!!!~” Stratus Star buried himself as deep as he could inside of Spike, delivering a massive volley of cum that shot inside of him unprotected. Numerous ropes of the stallion’s thick, milky-white cum erupted inside of the dragon, leaving Spike to wail out in euphoric bliss. As he felt Stratus’ shaft pulsating, as well as the sheer volume of cum flooding his stomach to start bloating him like a balloon, his own orgasm swept across his body to leave his scales tingling intensely. And underneath his presented stance, several thin strings of of the dragon’s load rapidly spurted out in a near-continuous rate; it almost looked like a broken faucet from how sporadically the load dribbled out through the tip of Spike’s cage, leaving the little dragon moaning and babbling incoherently by the time he was left lying limp on the bedding.

“Aaaahhhh!! Aaaaaaahhhhh!!! AAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!~” Turbulence couldn’t keep himself in control when he overheard their lustful moans of completion, and he was the third to reach orgasm as soon as he bottomed out inside of Pharynx. His flaring head had swelled out to a tremendous degree, leaving the copy of Spike groaning harshly by the time he felt the Guard flooding his insides with an equally heavy load of hot cum. Turbulence hugged the little dragon tightly while he moaned out, his hind-legs buckling each time he shot another hot load into the dragon’s bloating torso. Meanwhile, Pharynx’s pudgy hips squirmed as he came right alongside him, freely shooting all over the bed with his little cock twitching untouched.

“Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh… Mmmmmmmmmm~”

None of the four were sure how long they rested on the bed, or how much time had passed after they all came down from their euphoric highs. Stratus and Turbulence eventually sighed in completion, and carefully pulled out as their cocks began to soften. The Guards rolled over in opposite directions, each of them laying on the corners of Spike’s bed with tired grins on their faces. Both of their cocks were slathered in thick sheens of cum, and were still twitching long after giving the sluts their fill. Of course, it didn’t take long for the two to glance back at the marvelous sight they created together.

“Mmmmmnnnnnffffffff~”

The two versions of Spike were still splayed out on their stomachs, their asses lifted high to show off how brutally stretched-out their holes had become. Copious amounts of cum were dribbling from both of their openings, oozing down their scales and trickling down the insides of their meaty thighs. Even with how plump and juicy their asses may have been, they’ve each been given enough of the Guards’ loads to bloat out their stomachs to a much larger degree. The two almost looked like they were pregnant with how swollen their torsos had become, bulging at the sides and helping to lift their rumps even higher than before. Meanwhile at the front end of their half-conscious forms, Spike and Pharynx were still holding claws as they basked in the afterglow of such a satisfying, albeit impromptu session that left both of them smiling elatedly.

“Awwww, shit~” Turbulence huffed with an amused smirk, his eyes glued on those two holes he and Stratus successfully bred. While the sluts remained presented in their post-coital state, he glanced over at his friend and asked, “You think we should get a picture of this or something? ‘Cause I doubt any of the others guys would believe this without proof~”

“Th… T-There’s a camera in the second drawer…” Spike was barely able to stay awake, but he was conscious enough to consent to that lewd idea. He lifted his claw weakly to point over at a nearby dresser. “I… I’ll even sign it before you guys leave~”

“Jeeze, dude~” Stratus Star grinned cheekily at the cum-stuffed dragon and shook his head. “I never thought a fuck would be so good that it’d earn an autograph.”

“You know what? I think it’s earned~” Turbulence reached out and gave a hard smack to Spike’s ass, causing the little slut to yelp out and shudder strongly. Pharynx chuckled tiredly, but didn’t seem to mind when he saw how content his lover appeared. Of course, Turbulence’s hoof reached out to rub at Pharynx’s ass as well, before pointing out, “And we’ll gladly assist you in any way you guys need, General~”

With that, Pharynx turned back to him with a smile of his own, and shrugged his head casually. “Well, I’ll be sure to remember that later on… But right now, I think we need a towel.”

“A-And…” Spike may have been thoroughly wiped-out from his fuck-session, but his eyelids fluttered when he tried to speak up for his Guards to hear. “And maybe, uhhhhh…

“... m-maybe we should try to reheat that pizza? Heh heh~”