The Triumphant Return of Spike To The Dragon Lands

“Figured you'd come our way sometime,” came a rustic, feminine voice. Applejack marched into view from the surrounding wilderness, Dressed in a tied top that bared her midriff, pants, boots, and of course her stetson, she carried a rifle in her arms and wore a pistol holstered in her belt. “It's been a while, Spike. And howdy to you too, Rainbow Dash and Beatrix.”

“Ha! Sorry we're a little under-dressed,” laughed off Dash who like Beatrix had strolled over naked. “Didn't think we'd run into any signs of civilization so soon! But hey, we've all seen each other naked a thousand times back in the Dragon Lands!”

“That's true,” came another voice as Sunset Shimmer strode forward, removing her white helmet and swishing her thick mane free. A suit of shiny, regal armor bound her from neck to toe. “We decided to team up and deal with an infestation here.”

“Just a few loose varmints, really. Pretty small time stuff,” assured AJ. “Scattered 'em rather than slay 'em.”

Sunset said, “I take it you're all headed back home after you completed a mission for the Dragon Lord?”

“Bingo,” answered Beatrix who winked. She wrapped an arm about the drake's neck and pressed her breasts against him when she stated, “Spike here's a hero! Not only did he help end a civil war, but he's properly started his own little horde!”

“Speaking of which...” Sunset started to undo her armor, piece-by-piece as she half-lidded her eyes. “We were also told by the Dragon Lord that, if we happened to cross paths, we're free to help out too.” She tossed aside the suit of armor into the forest, then stripped out of the simple underwear she wore beneath, until her shapely physique was revealed to him.

“Guess I'd better do my part too,” said AJ who unwrapped her top and let her heavy, freckled breasts bounce free. She kicked off her boots, unzipped and stepped out of her pants, then shirked her panties to display her own speckled, toned flesh.

Spike stared without blinking, his loins stirring with baser instincts to claim another pair of willing women. Sadly he wouldn't be able to keep these lovely treasures, but that didn't mean he wasn't allowed to enjoy himself in the moment? He wrapped his tail around their waists, dressed them close to his muscular chest, which expanded and contracted as he radiated heat.

Their soft, supple breasts crushed against him, their erect nipples poked into his underbelly. His snout pressed to their lips, invaded their hot mouths with his elongated tongue, as his claws started to wander over their supple shapes. Claws traced over their smoothness, prodded and kneaded it, his fin-ears perked as they cooed and writhed under his hungry touches.

“Good thing you have two,” murmured Sunset who felt one of his cocks expand and pulse upon her snatch and belly.

“They're all sticky and read to go,” noted AJ as she and Sunset also leaked down their inner thighs as they breathed in his masculine musk, which left them to squirm in his powerful hold, ready to be properly taken by the youthful dragon.

“Too bad there's only one of you to go around,” teased Beatrix with a wink.

“Well...” Sunset panted as she and AJ felt his heated tools throb on their bellies. “When the Dragon Lord first met up with me, an old 'friend' of ours found a way to temporarily multiply him. If only we could somehow replicate that...?”

Her musings were interrupted when the forests that surrounded them started to darken. The girls pulled away and immediately took defensive stances, as did Spike who lowered to all fours and bared his teeth with a low growl, as the darkness started to swallow them up. Sunset recovered her sword and caused the rune-lined blade to burst into flames with a hiss.

Likewise, a transparent horn manifested on Beatrix's temple as it shimmered with her aura. “Wait. This is supernatural...”

Staccato drumbeats sounded in the distance, faint at first, then picked up pace as if closer by the second. Flutes harmonized into playful, wild music, which started to turn more discordant. Pyres burst to life around them and cast their bodies in a soft glow. From the trees emerged naked men and women, some of them wood nymphs, their heads crowned in flower wreaths.

A wicker man throne manifested at the forefront, where a composite creature sat nude, his face and chest that of a man's. “Welcome,” he said with a clap. “It's been a while, Sunset.” On his thighs were straddled a pair of denuded beauties, one voluptuous with a thick pink mane, the other almost as shapely, with her thick reddish-brown hair in thick locks.

“Discord,” said Sunset in a neutral tone. “Hi Fluttershy, Tree Hugger. It's been a while.”

“Hey babes,” said Hugs who happily bounced alongside her fellow forest nymph on their lover's thighs. “Didn't he tell you? Like, every forest on the continent is connected! We can take this party anywhere, you know?”

Sunset snuffed the blaze from her sword and nodded. “Not that it isn't nice to see you, but what do you want?”

“You to join us,” offered Shy who half-lidded her eyes. “The Dragon Lord called in a favor from Discord! We're also supposed to help make Spike a full drake!” She and Hugs wiggled their plush, wobbly bottoms atop the 'God of Chaos'.

The travelers were surrounded by the dancers, who threw themselves around them in a sheen of sweat. They reached out tentative hands to seek permission, and after they weren't denied, started to run palms over their supple flesh and the scaly musculature of the drake. Sunset's sword fell at her feet, as she trembled and whimpered like her companions.

“That's it. Submit to pleasure,” said Discord who toothily smirked as he fondled the succulent asses of his lovers. They mewled as he fondled handfuls of their flesh, spread and spanked them with audible smacks that split the air.

“You tease~,” said Shy as she and Hugs dripped on him.

“You've gotten us nice and ready,” said Hugs who stroked one of his erect twin cocks, neither of his tools human.

“Now, now. Tonight is young Spike's night,” he reminded them with another ear-splitting smack on their asses to playfully remind the wood nymphs of their place. They cried out with full-faced blushes, clenched their lower holes, and slid off him with a nod, then spun to face the drake and slowly advanced on him amidst sways of wide hips and bounce of bare breasts.

“Don't worry,” said Discord. “There's enough for everyone!” He snapped his talons.

“What the-” Spike felt his body start to shift. Almost like he was melting. Thankfully it wasn't uncomfortable, as his form slowly started to split apart, until he divided into multiple copies of himself that settled apart from each other. He couldn't tell which of them was the 'original' one...since they appeared to share the same consciousness, felt the same sensations.

Around them the revelers started to make love, men on women, women on women, men on men, some taking on numerous partners at a time as they lost themselves to the discordant sounds. A preview of what awaited the new arrivals.

“Indulge yourselves,” said Discord, who seized another pair of wood nymphs, laid his paw and talons on their heads, and pushed them to their knees as they were driven to swallow his tools down their throats, taken all the way to his hilt. Gurgles arose from the supple females who suckled on him, their heads driven to bob up-and-down on his thick animal cocks.

Spike's eyes turned white from the musk of wet pussies that filled the air. A bestial growl rose from the many drakes, whose nostrils flared as he breathed in the complex mixed smells of so many willing women, each like him also entranced by the combination of scents, music, and heat that radiated around them, everyone driven into a lustful fervor.

His females were likewise driven by the same lust to be bred. They prostrated themselves before Spike, lowered naked to all fours, ready to be mounted and stuffed. Heart-shaped asses swayed, cheeks and holes spread, determined to be speared.

The dragons, unable to hold themselves back anymore, pounced on them. He no longer saw Beatrix, Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Sunset Shimmer, Fluttershy, or Tree Hugger...just a fertile harem to be knocked up and claimed as his own once he spilled his seed in their wombs to impregnate them, to mark them as his trophies, driven mad by his own dominant instincts.

“Oh fuck,” whimpered Shy as twin, ridged cocks split her pussy and asshole wide open, separated by a thin layer of skin.

“So tight~!” Cried out Hugs who similarly had her fun holes spread wide open, as he drove himself in one brutal thrust past the cervices of his lovers to claim their feminine cores, determined to seed their slimy uteri directly as he started to pound them.

“Shit,” yelled Dash who clawed at the earth, roughly taken like the others, her breasts left to hang, swing, and jiggle like their asses each time he humped into them, left to simply take it as the powerful beast knotted them impossibly deep.

Spike growled in a flash of sharp teeth, drooled and clawed at the globes of bouncy flesh below him as he ground his breeders into the dirt. His wings flared out to full span and his spaded tails curled up to stroke their clitorises and wrap around their ample tits. They moaned and quivered below him, constricted around his twin cocks and squirted on his loins.

They lost track of how many orgasms he forced them to ride through before he started to unload into their wombs. Spurt-after-spurt filled their bellies up, made them swell and smack onto the earth, thick cum left to slosh inside their warm interiors.

He cast back his head and roared in victory when he seeded them, maws pointed skyward as smoke spilled from his flared nostrils and he breathed fire. Fortunately, Discord made certain the vegetation around them didn't catch ablaze.

“Almost wish I could let them get knocked up,” admitted Discord who filled the mouths and bellies of the nymphs who blew him.

Huffs escaped from the well-bred women as a measure of sanity returned to them all. Excess seed ran from well-used wet holes and pooled below them, sticky and left to mix with their own feminine secretions. Spike breathed in the complex mixtures, sniffed and licked his chops, his knots expanded to full and still locked in his 'broodmares' who panted on all fours below the drakes.

“Haven't been fucked like that in a while,” confessed Sunset who continued to clench around his meaty cocks.

“You said it,” replied AJ who grinned and reached back to place her stetson on Spike's head. “You sure know how to ride a 'mare', you know that?” She wiggled her freckled ass back-and-forth, still impaled completely on the mighty, spurred knots.

“Just...give me a second,” whined Dash who continued to release small squirts on the fleshy skewers.

“We'll be here a while,” reminded Beatrix with a coy wink as she played with one of her pendulous tits. She craned herself to meet Dash in a wet, messy kiss, while she wrapped her auras around Shy's and Hug's tits to manipulate them. She playfully pinched their nipples, spanked their titties, pulled them into conical shapes, bounced and rolled them in circles.

“Groovy~,” cried Hugs as her fondles caused the females to ride out fresh, small wet climaxes around the knots buried in them.

Some of the onlookers, spurred on by the show, collected around the women as they reached their own apex. Men and women started to unload on them, absolutely drenched them in cum and squirts that slapped on their naked skin, left to dribble and drip from their saucy, sticky curves. They opened their mouths to accept the loads, which quickly filled the breeders.

Spike reared back to offer more access, as they were similarly drowned across their backs, tits, and buttocks by well-aimed, sloppy releases. They cooed and sloshed in the addictive substances, rubbed them into their skin and gulped them down.

Spurred on by the lewd display, Spike reared his muscled hips and started to rut his perky prizes. Whines of appreciation met his fin-like ears.

He felt his musculature swell further, another step taken on his path to become a full dragon...