Chapters The Triumphant Return of Spike To The Dragon Lands
After a number of crazy adventures, the pirate crew was finally ready to sail home with newly discovered treasures in tow. Yet for Spike the young drake, what he prized above all were the latest females who joined his herd. His precious lovers were also symbols of status to dragon kind, proof that he had finally matured and was ready to be accepted by those who doubted him.
Most of all he wished to prove himself to the other Spike, the Dragon Lord, who had faith in him when few did.
He hunched over the ship's side, felt the cool splash of a wave that slapped his armor-like scales, flared his nostrils to inhale the sea breeze. He swished his spaded tail, stretched his membrane-lined wingspan to its full width.
The airship tread the ocean, followed close by the 'ghost ship' they had discovered. That vessel was steered by Diamond Tiara, with Silver Spoon by her side, both naked in preparation for their stay in the Badlands where clothes were unnecessary.
Most of the Dragon Lord's females chose to go nude whenever possible, a habit his own harem had picked up.
“It does feel nice,” admitted Beatrix Belladonna who also went bare and bent over to lean on the rail beside him. She closed her eyes and drank in the sunlight and breeze that tickled her violet skin, her platinum locks left to trail in the wind.
To his other side the lithe, limber Rainbow Dash also tilted forward. “How does it feel to return home a hero?”
“Pretty damn good,” he admitted with a tooth grin. At this point the women around him had spent so much time naked his first instinct towards them wasn't sexual, yet he leered at Dash from the corner of his eye, reminded that once they reached the Dragon Lands she would be untouchable, promised only to help sate him by the Dragon Lord while she was away.
He couldn't deny he wanted another turn at her. To burn the feel of her body, her hot moist insides, into his mind and heart. While he dared not say it aloud, with his potent senses he could smell the subtle scents of the aroused females around him, carried on the wind and mixed with the salty smell of the sea. He throbbed inside his sheathe and licked his chops.
His tail coiled around her ankle, started to trail up it. “Uh-?” Dash blushed when she felt his weight settle on her back, the ripple of his heated muscles and breath on her neck when he shifted his hips to mount her.
His twin pink, moist cocks emerged from their sheaths and started to prod at her lower, puckered holes. His tips teased circles around her pliable orifices, threatened to penetrate them until she blushed and started to whimper in need.
He had his own horde now, ready to be mounted at his leisure, addicted once they had taken his seed and bonded to their stud.
His masculine musk filled her senses, overpowering and drugging her into a haze of bliss that left her in a stupefied grin. Her slender, athletic hips and ass wiggled against his tools, her lower lip chewed. “D-don't make me beg for it.”
“But it's so much fun,” he teased back and nibbled on her nape. His jaws closed around her neck, razor teeth keeping her pinned and she slackened in complete submission to the powerful predator. She wanted him inside her. No, needed him!
Muscular hips shifted forward and wings outstretched to fullness, his head cast back to snort smoke and breathe a plume of emerald fire when his dual cocks pierced her. She shamelessly moaned when he split her wide open, sank deep into her asshole and pussy with a lewd squish and spatter of her juices, the hotness of her insides nothing compared to a heat his tools radiated.
“Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh~!” She came instantly when he pierced her cervix and sank womb deep, completely claimed by this majestic creature. Groans rose from the dragon whose eyes turned white as he started to mercilessly breed one of his mates, lost to instinct but still lucid enough to know not to harm her. Thankfully, she was ready to take him!
She rocked under his brutish thrusts, her perky tits kneaded under his claws which pinched, traced, poked, and twisted her erect nipples. Grunts emerged each time he reared back, then impaled her anew. Her secretions dripped down his lower shaft and swollen testicles, trickled between her well-toned inner thighs and pooled below. A fresh orgasm rocked her senses.
He hammered into her, rutted her senseless as she lost count of how many climaxes she was forced to ride out, trapped by the swell of his knots which locked him inside her. All he could think about was his need to dump his seed in her.
She continued to constrict around her invaders, howled and squirted repeatedly over his groin. His claws poked her tender skin, threatened to break it like his teeth, which nipped her neck and pulled on her wild mane. So caught up was she in the moment, the tattoos on her slender back sprung into feathery wings that fluffed out and flapped in answer to mind-blowing bliss.
Her tits bounced and her buttocks wetly slapped under each fierce hump. She was completely helpless below him, turned on further by the knowledge he could easily eat her on a whim, but aware despite the fact she was prey he never would.
With a sudden ear-splitting roar, he buried both shafts ball deep and started to unload. Each pulsed further warmed her insides, massive blast-after-blast exited with each meaty throb as they cum shots slapped against her bowels and slippery womb walls. Her knees shook as her legs threatened to give out, her eyes rolling into her head as she nearly passed out from another climax.
She soaked him more, felt her slim belly swell out from his excessive baby batter until her midsection hung like she had been heavily impregnated by a number of his offspring. Her tummy rolled and sloshed, filled to the brim by his payload.
He relaxed his taut musculature, still hunched over her, rested his claws on the rails. The pair of them panted while they waited for his knots, locked in her innermost, feminine core and anus, finally softened and allowed him to withdraw.
Drool dribbled from the slack-jawed Dash, whose face burned in her afterglow. She craned her head to meet his snout, felt his tongue invade her mouth as they wrestled for dominance, her own muscle easily overpowered by the intrusion.
Beatrix fanned her face with a hand. “Whew, that was hot!”
“You're free to take a ride once we're done,” mumbled Dash who shuddered and rolled her eyes into her head again, rattled by another miniature climax whenever his knots would pulse on occasion, in an attempt to detach themselves from her pink depths.
“Maybe I will...” Beatrix twirled a lock, unable to deny she was curious to do the full deed with him.
Minutes passed while Spike waited for his knots to slacken. The deck swayed on the waters on its constant travel back home. When he was finally ready, he carefully drew back and audibly popped free, Dash's well-stretched holes left to gape wide open and splatter tons of splooge that continued to slop on the floor, mixing with her own puddle of squirts.
“Gosh that felt awesome,” said Dash who rubbed her still overly bloated tummy. Every time she pressed on her midsection, more of his spunk shot out of her. Beatrix, who had crept over and squatted to see, yelped when a warm splash impacted all over her face and tits. Rainbow couldn't help but laugh, and after a moment Beatrix joined in and licked her lips with a smack.
“Better be careful,” Beatrix reminded herself as she rubbed the cum in circles into her breasts. “I know how addictive this stuff can be. Don't plan to ever settle down with one person, sorry Spike, but I'm always here to help out if you need me!”
“Thanks pal,” he answered playfully and landed a coy slap on her buttocks, which wobbled under the spade's impact.
“You could probably bottle and sell this stuff,” murmured Beatrix through her mouthful of semen. “Granted, I'm sure you could amass much better treasures on more adventures like these! Ooh~” She savored the taste as she rolled his seed in her mouth.
Wanting to further celebrate their imminent return home, aware that the ship would soon start to close in on the shore after its extensive travels, he decided to take Beatrix up on her offer. His tail wrapped around the witch's waist and she squeaked in surprise when he bent her over the rail. Within seconds he similarly started to mount her, his upper cock left to slap between her ass cheeks upon her puckered pink asshole, the lower one left to slap on her cunt and threatened to split her slit.
“You sure about this? Still time to turn back,” he murmured in her ear, despite his urge to drive into a pair of raw, fresh holes.
“You kidding? Not every day I get to take a dragon for a ride! Or is that the other way around?” She giggled.
“Here goes,” he hissed and prodded at her warm, welcoming openings. Gradually he forced them wide open, made her mewl when the massive dragon cocks conformed her fuckholes to their shape and teased they would split her in half.
“Oh shit,” she cooed between her clenched teeth. Aware that the witch could take it hard after her session with the guardian back on the island, once he was certain she'd adjusted to the girth of his knots he started to absolutely hammer her .
She yelped in surrender to the beast, felt his weight rest against her back, her tits and buttocks explored by his wandering claws. She wobbled and jiggled under his rampant battering, each thrust fierce like he was determined to annihilate her funholes.
Her nails dug into the rail, her face twisted into a lewd grin, smothered in a bright blush. Her canals gripped around him, milked his dicks, which plunged in-and-out amidst messy, noisy spatters, also taken womb-deep by his size.
While he humped into her, she came a number of times. They were still in the middle of their senseless rutting when Calaeno called, “Land ho!” From her telescope she spotted the shore, which loomed closer by the moment into view.
“Almost...home...ah~,” cried Beatrix whose cunt splashed her impaler once more.
“Almost...umph ...there,” growled Spike who, after he spent himself in Dash so much, struggled to reach his finish. He swatted her supple ass which bounced under his strikes, left angry red claw prints on her cheeks, squashed her suspended tits which swayed back-and-forth each time the heavy udders wobbled and waved each time he fucked her silly.
He slammed into her. Each piston made her cry out in euphoria. Finally, after she milked him particularly hard after an almost mind-breaking orgasm, he howled and breathed more flames and smoke skyward when he fired inside her.
Gushers of cum unloaded deep into her, made her belly swell up too by the loads that impacted her tight walls. The excess bubbled and oozed around his cocks, Beatrix too reduced to the point where she appeared heavily impregnated by him.
She turned back to meet his maw, their tongues left to dance while they came. With a little help from her aura, after he started to come down she helped stretch herself open and his knots popped loose, where more cum cascaded all over her.
After her backside was thoroughly soaked Beatrix tittered and rolled over to take more of his load all over her front. She pretty much bathed in his last, virile splashes, licked her lips as it stuck to and sluiced down her contours.
“How's that for a victory celebration?” Beatrix exchanged a high-five with Dash, who pressed her own sticky nakedness to her.
The girls toppled to the deck, rolled in a mixture of the three's releases while they playfully wrestled, groped, kissed, and licked each other, the smell, taste, and feel of a drake's seed addictive as ever while they swapped and shared it.
Spike chuckled at the show as the ship docked and was chained into place by the pirate crew. They would stop to rest, resupply, and refuel, then the ship would take back to the air. For now the 'ghost ship' would have to be left at a marina.
After the girls took a short dip in the shallows to finish washing themselves off, he swept them up by his tail and propped them on his back. Dash and Beatrix laughed some more as they straddled his scaled muscles and bounced atop him when he started to stalk through the sands, towards the hints of civilization ahead surrounded by dense forestation.
Lazily the three of them explored the area, as Spike wondered what the Dragon Lord would think of their victory...
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...
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.
