Spike landed around the corner from where he thought the herd was hiding out and bit his lip. He had a feeling that he needed to approach this differently from his original plan. He knew if he ran into one of the others he wouldn't be able to actually go through with it… then again… right now his only plan was just to get information. Taking a deep breath he started to round the corner and froze at the sight of Garble.

"Why is he here?" He grumbled. "Ember I can understand. But him?" He ducked back behind the building as a dark cloud formed behind him.

"The CMC would like to see you." The voice informed in a familiar toan. As Spike turned around he caught the glimpse of a burning main and glowing eyes before he fell into darkness. Turning its attention to the window it saw Pinkie smiling at it… after a few moments the smoke around its head, revealing Lucky. Smiling, he waved to her before sinking into the smoke.

When Spike was able to see again, the first thing he noticed was the unmistakable smell of Timberwolves… oddly mixed with a rather attractive scent. The next thing he noticed was a hungry looking pair of pupilles jade eyes. Spike gulped as he slowly backed away in the dark room. "Girls?"

"Scoots isn't here right now." Bloom replied. Her growling voice sent a chill up Spike's spine as he quickly looked around.

"Apple Bloom? Are you ok?"

"She prefers TimberBloom now." Sweetie giggled.

"Sweetie? What happened to you two? Where's the lights?" Spike asked as he started becoming more and more concerned.

Bloom tapped her hoof as one of the nearby wolves opened its mouth letting out what looked like many glowing bugs that gave the room a soft warm glow. "Better?" She asked.

Seeing what happened to the girls, Spike's eyes widened in shock. "What happened to you? Did he do this to you?"

"Yes and no. Call me Sweetie Shell." The changeling giggled as she stepped out taking the appearance of her pony self.

"And I'm Timber Bloom." The country mare added. "We don't really mind the changes. It actually opened up a few doors for us. Like my new pack."

"YOUR PACK?!?"

"Yeah. Turns out they were grumpy because their alpha was lonely." She giggled. "But once I became one of them and they joined the herd. They became like puppies."

"At least around you?" Spike guessed as he looked around the room. Blinking he noticed a familiar looking bat pony with a round belly. "Spitfire?"

"Let her rest oh great honorable Spike." Strongheart requested as she stepped into view. "We've all been… busy."

"You haven't changed yet."

"I have yet to join the great lord FrostBite and his herd." She replied.

"She wanted to wait till after Scootaloo gave birth." Sweetie explained.

"I'm scared to ask."

"Scootaloo was granted a new form by a friend of Luna." Bloom cheered. "She's the first true bat pony in hundreds of moons."

Spike fell back onto a Timberwolf. "And… what about… Rarity?"

"She's a member of the herd. And before you ask. He didn't claim her as his own. You might actually like her new look." Sweetie giggled.
"Take some time to rest. You flew a long way. You can go see her after you rest." She informed, as Spike slowly started to drift to sleep.

Garble landed at the front door and blinked as it was about to close. "Hold it!" He shouted, rushing up to the door. "Dragon Lord Ember said I'd find your alpha here." He snapped as three heads turned to him. "So which of you is the alpha I'm supposed to talk to?"

Rainbow had to give him credit for being smart enough not to bad mouth the room full of creatures that can kick his flank.

"My mates need their rest." FrostBite explained as the two females gave him a kiss before getting help to some pillows to lay on. Turning to Garble, he stood on his hind legs to show off his build. "So you can speak to me. What do you want?"

Garble blinked and quickly rethought his previous idea that he was just a wimpy pony. "I… I'd like to join your herd… I want to make sure my little sister and her hatchlings are safe."

FrostBite thought for a moment before asking. "Where are they now?"

"Outside of town welcoming other dragons into the herd." He replied. It was an odd feeling for him. He felt like telling FrostBite anything he wanted. Do whatever he ordered.

As if syncing the submission of the dragon, FrostBite went up to him and grabbed his chin. "Tell me. Before coming here today. How did you view anyone who wasn't a dragon?"

"I foolishly saw them as wimpy pathetic meat sacs." He whimpered. Feeling himself getting picked up by the neck was surprisingly getting him excited. He didn't know why. And he hated it. But he couldn't escape the more he was treated like he had others, the more he enjoyed it and wanted to be put in his place.

FrostBite turned and dragged the dragon downstairs. "I think you need to learn a lesson before we decide your fate."

"Yes master." Garble blurted out. The moment he said it, he quickly covered his muzzle and blushed as he saw FrostBite smirking over his shoulder.

Once in the sex room, FrostBite put Garble's dick in a cage before shoving a vibrater plug up his ass. "Tell me Garble. Do you really want to be a protector? Or would you rather serve her protector?"

Garble blinked and looked himself over as FrostBite sat back on his couch, presenting his crotch to the dragon. "I… i…"

"If you want to be a protector. All you have to do is come get the key to your cage." FrostBite explained holding the key up. "And if you want to serve… well… I don't think I need to explain what you have to do. Do I?" With that said, FrostBite put the key on his muzzle and closed his eyes to get some rest as Garble fought with himself on what he wanted most as the dragon slowly approached his soon to be alpha.

Author's Note

Something tells me Spike might just have his mind blown into submission at this rate. Lol and who knows what Garble will decide? Slut or guard? And if he is to be a slut. Who will be the guard?