The Triumphant Return of Spike To The Dragon Lands

The festival continued unabated, since everyone in attendance wanted more. A cult had collected around Discord who offered them a life of easy hedonism in return, yet the nature nymphs, Fluttershy who had tamed the animals and Tree Hugger the vegetation, had in turn softened the 'God of Chaos', as they had taken on the role of his closest lovers to amuse him.

While the pair submitted to him, he in turn had left behind his most questionable tendencies, and entered into an alliance with the other deity-like creatures who watched over the world in secret. A grin split his face when his paw rested over Shy's scalp, his paw on Hug's, as he thrust his hips and ruthlessly face-fucked them, met by mewls from their blushing, lewd expressions each time his animal cocks slammed in-and-out in wet pops. He hammered their lips to the hilt with bestial grunts.

They were matched by Spike's, the copies of the drakes still knotted in their lower holes. Spurred on by the show, the cultists also forced their cocks and cunts into the faces of the other females his doubles bred, Beatrix, Rainbow Dash, Applejack, and Sunset Shimmer left to bob on a multitude of vein-lined dicks and devour wet pussies that dripped and dribbled nectar down their chins.

Spike's eyes whitened again as he railed his mates harder, his claws landing loud spanks on swinging, swaying tits and jiggly, red-lined asses from the swats he landed between hungry gropes. Occasionally his breeders would moan, clench around him with their tight, warm holes, and rewarded them with more messy squirts that drenched his groin and pooled below with his cum. He pulled their hair, nibbled on their necks, and dicked them down with desperation to empty his balls into them.

The drake's mind was lost in a haze of lust shared by all of them, unable to concentrate on anything but the task at hand. He was supposed to head back to the Dragon Lands. Supposed to meet with the Dragon Lord. Yet all his animal brain could focus on was the need to dump its seed and ensure that his prized trophy horde would soon end up heavy with his batch of eggs!

He hardly noticed when their surroundings began to blur around them, this portion of the forest transported far away, alongside Calaeno and her crew. Gradually, they were materialized at Discord's will to their sought destination, the rocky barrens Spike called home. Ash trailed from the hellish red skies that framed the volcanic mountain range in the distance.

Lava bubbled and rolled like rivers in the distance. Dragons turned to stare at the invaders.

The Dragon Lord's eyes widened momentarily, in the midst of being serviced by his own closest consorts, Rarity, Sweetie Belle, Ember, and Smolder, who pressed their nakedness to his ridged rods that leaked over them each time he throbbed.

Discord grunted each time he thrust into the mouths of his lovers but didn't cease his nonstop pistons. “I know I'm...a bit...early,” he huffed between his words. “But I figured...why not...bring the summit to you instead...?”

To demonstrate what he meant, he temporarily removed his paw from Shy's head to click, then immediately seized her mane again to pleasantly punish her deep-throated face. She and Hugs drooled over his animal cocks and balls in appreciation.

At the same time Celestia, Luna, and Cadance appeared naked with a bounce. “Oops,” he teased with a leer as they looked around in shock. “Forgot to send your clothes,” he mused with an evil chuckle at the voluptuous Goddesses transported here.

“Not very diplomatic,” chided Celestia who nonetheless decided to roll with his deviant inclinations.

“Welcome home,” said the Dragon Lord, the former Spike, who studied his protege who had divided into several copies by way of chaos magic, alongside the lovers he sent to help him, and the pirate crew who had supported him. “Looks like you've made some new friends.” He grinned at Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, who also hadn't bothered to dress and waved back.

A measure of sanity returned to Spike who looked to the Dragon Lord and said, “H-hi.” Yet his hips moved on their own.

“Don't stop on our account,” teased Luna who softened with a titter. “In fact, should we join in?” She, her sister, and Cadance remembered their own sensuous sessions with the Dragon Lord, which had helped cement their alliance.

“I wouldn't mind,” admitted Cadance who shared her laughter as she and Celestia also stepped forward, their bountiful breasts bouncing with each stride. “We did promise that after the summit we'd help make young Spike a full dragon, too.”

Let me help,” said Rarity. “You rescued me from a life of pain, and if you wish for young Spike to someday take on your role...” The Dragon Lord nodded, and so she waltzed forward to aid him, her radiant skin glowing under the heat.

More of the Dragon Lord's harem arrived to join in. Pinkie, Marble, and Limestone Pie, Cherry Jubilee, Apple Bloom, and so many others he had collected over the years. Already naked they approached, and were met by Lightning Dust and Scootaloo, who also came to help. Curious dragons approached the orgy, welcomed by the participants who were clouded by lust.

Many of them willingly accepted their approach as the Dragon Lord nodded his blessing, taken by the dragons who buried themselves in the females who welcomed them. A chorus of moans echoed around the Dragon Lands.

With a bit of chaos magic, another Spike found himself split from the rest. His gaze was drawn to another who approached from a crimson cloud, a shapely feminine silhouette visible, yet with leathery wings, clawed hands and feet, and horns.

When she emerged, Rarity stood naked in her pristine glory before him, the human turned partially dragon, bits of alabaster scales lining the sides of her arms, legs, and back. She smiled at him, flicked a spaded tail as she strolled closer, her hips swaying with each stride. “Hello dear Spike,” she murmured and stroked the young drake beneath his chin.

“Queen Rarity? But you're the Dragon Lord's original love...” He gulped hard.

“And? He asked me to aid you. After all, he wishes to groom you to one day take his place. You've gotten bigger and stronger as your horde expands, but you still have a ways to go. Dragons are normally greedy and would rather perish than share their hordes, but...he sees something of himself in you. You're practically one and the same,” she explained.

“So...he really doesn't mind?” She nodded and pressed her nakedness upon him. “What about you?”

“Well, the Dragon Lord has many mates...so why can't I indulge myself, for once? Especially since you two are so similar, after all.” She winked and pressed her lips to his snout. Her tail curled with his, and his claws started to wander over her ample breasts and buttocks, which squished as he kneaded them under his claws. “Mmm...yes, like that,” she purred.

Her soft tits crushed against his muscular chest, poked by her erect, wide nipples. Their eyes closed and their elongated tongues interlocked in wet, messy kisses, his claws gripping and spreading her asscheeks. A trail of her lust dripped down her inner thigh. His dual cocks throbbed with a bounce from his sheathe, her nostrils filled with his masculine musk.

Her eyes half-lidded as she whispered, “Take me, Spike.”

He lowered her to the earth, seized her legs and pressed his tips to her tight lower orifices. She whined low when he pressed into her hot, moist crevices, drove her wide open when he settled in, his knots locked deep inside her.

Their eyes met as they kissed once more, and he started to buck his muscled hips, thrusting in and out of her. She wrapped her limbs around him, dragged her tits across his chiseled chest while he slowly picked up his pace.

He was spurred on by the orgy around them, everyone lost in the moment and determined to slake their lusts. His nostrils flared and spat smoke. His wings unfurled to their full span. She quivered below him, tightening while he bred her.

Rarity's palm caressed his cheek, thankful she could help the youthful drake further mature. A reward for the missions completed for her beloved. Nor did the surprises stop there, as Discord continued to work his magic and summon others.

A portion of Salem arrived, and with it, part of the coven, which included Twilight Sparkle, Trixie, and Starlight Glimmer. They took mere moments to adjust before their eyes started to haze over with lust, and they too stripped to join in.

“Mom,” cried Beatrix, who was taken by a pair of drakes. “And...Ahuizotl?” She stared wide-eyed when the island's guardian materialized, a playful leer on his lips when he drank in her nakedness. He stalked over, ready to take her again.

“Don't forget about me,” said Lustre Dawn as she too was summoned from abroad. “Discord let me borrow a bit of his power so I could come, too. He can't maintain me for too long, but with an hour to kill...” She bared her entire body to a drake.

“Consider this a reunion to celebrate old times,” said Discord with a chuckle as Hugs and Shy rode him senseless. He slapped their asses which wobbled, marked by his paw and claw prints, left to mewl as he took them over-and-over.

Over the hours which stretched out, everyone was taken and exchanged partners many times. Eventually, after Lustre had been well-stuffed, she was forced to return, yet before she did the Coven promised to free her from her ghostly imprisonment.

For his part the young Spike groaned when he finished in Rarity, her belly swelled when he pumped her full, slathered in her juices when she came upon him. Her shrill moan mixed with his roar, flames leaping out his wide maw.

“That was wonderful,” she murmured when he panted atop her, still locked in her lower holes.

“You too,” he said and met her kiss. He knew what an honor it was for another dragon, the Dragon Lord in particular, to share their horde. One day, this territory would be his, and all the responsibilities that came alongside it.

He turned to Bearix who was taken by Ahuizotl. “Thanks for your help.”

“N-no problem,” she replied and drooled, speared by the cat-like guardian. “Can't wait for the next adventure!”

“Me either,” he admitted with a chuckle.

“I think you've earned a rest,” noted Rarity who brushed his scales. “Looks like you've grown again.”

Beatrix asked, “Still want to return home...?”

He thought it over and shook his head. “Nah. My home's here.” What could possibly await him in wherever he came from that was better than this? Thanks to his own horde, he had finally proven his worth to all the doubters.