I bounced on my heels, too jittery with excitement to sit still as I watched Rarity open up my present for her birthday. Now that I was finally eighteen, she couldn’t keep using that old excuse that I was ‘too young’ anymore. Now was finally the time to lose my virginity with the mare of my dreams! And I’d come up with the perfect way to do it, too – all on my own!

“Ooh,” Rarity said, theatrically holding up the small wrapped package for all the rest of her friends to see. “Smallest one of the bunch. And you know what they say, good things come in small packages!” She inspected it closely. “Hmm... Who’s this one from? Oh! Spikey-Wikey!”

My eyes were glued to her as she unwrapped it. And not only because she was wearing an incredibly silky, almost-sheer gown that put her generous curves on wonderful display – this was it! This was the time! The moment when my relationship with Rarity – and my whole life – would change for the better!

“A book?” Rarity said, tilting her head to the side. “My dear Spike, I do think Twilight is rubbing off on you! At least when it comes to taste in gifts...” She unwrapped it a little further. “Oh! Not just any book, though, a coupon book! Now that’s more like it!”

“You ... don’t like books?” Twilight said with a sudden blush and a frown, holding her own still-wrapped gift close to her chest.

Rarity instantly hugged her. “No, no. I didn’t mean it like that! Who doesn’t enjoy a good read when the situation’s right for it? But if I’m being completely honest, I do very much enjoy the occasional shopping spree.” She shrugged. “But that doesn’t mean I don’t value anything else!”

With Twilight mollified, Rarity looked back to her gift. Yes! I licked my lips. Her reaction to this would mean everything...

“Oh... Oh my goodness! Spike!”

“Are they good coupons? Maybe for patio furniture?” Pinkie was literally bouncing with excitement, her big naturals threatening to escape her top at any moment, but my eyes were still locked on Rarity.

“Oh Spike,” she said, looking at me with redness spreading over her face. “You shouldn’t have! I can’t accept this!”

Not quite the reaction I was hoping for ... but not outright disgust or anything, either. “It’s all yours!” I insisted.

Twilight glanced over at me with suspicion. “Why? What are those coupons for, Rarity?”

“Oh, I wouldn’t dare tell. Suffice it to say that some of these coupons are quite salacious in nature!”

“Spike!” Twilight grabbed me painfully by my ear spines. “You take that thing back right this instant! What did I tell you about being inappropriate with—”

Rarity rushed in to separate the two of us. “No, no, Twilight. It’s quite alright.” She tucked the coupon book into her handbag, which – of course – matched her tight, slinky dress perfectly. “It’s a wonderfully thoughtful and personal gift, and I insist on keeping it.”

The little wink she gave me at the end of that made my heart skip ten beats. I may have almost blacked out there a bit from lack of blood flow. Well, lack of a lack of blood flow to anywhere else besides a certain part of my anatomy, anyway. Rarity wanted my coupons? That meant ... that meant she wanted to use them, right? That meant she wanted ... she wanted me! Which one would she use first? Something mild to ease into it, like the romantic dinner date coupon or the snuggles on the couch coupon? Or would she go straight for one of the ones at the end of the booklet, one of the ones that had made her blush so fiercely? I couldn’t wait to find out!

Of course, I had to wait, though. Rarity’s birthday party was just beginning, and she was far too much of a sophisticated lady to try and sneak off for a debaucherous tryst during the middle of her own party. Oh, but the anticipation! I had boners for pretty much the rest of the whole evening, just thinking about Rarity redeeming some of those coupons...

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It was a whole week now since Rarity’s birthday party. Bubbling anticipation had become burning anticipation. It was starting to be somewhat of an obsession, even I could see that. No matter what else I was doing, I was only ever putting half my mind to it, because the other half was busy daydreaming about Rarity, speculating about which one she’d use first, or wondering if she might suddenly spring around the corner at any moment with one of those coupons held out in her hand...

I wasn’t exactly getting much done, much to Twilight’s grouchy dissatisfaction. She was, as she put it, ‘accustomed to significantly more professionalism from her number-one assistant’.

I couldn’t help it, though! Why was Rarity waiting so long? Maybe she already had the perfect moment planned out? Should I go to her and ask her if she wanted to redeem any of her coupons? What if she’d lost them somehow? Getting them custom made at the Ponyville Print Shop had been kind of expensive, but I’d gladly spring for a replacement set if she needed one!

The Friendship Castle’s magical front door chime went off, ringing a cascade of little crystal bells somewhere high up in the tree-like canopy of it.

I sighed. More work. Probably just someone returning a library book or something, but as Twilight’s number-one assistant, one of my jobs was to handle that kind of routine stuff. At first I groaned at the distraction from my musings about Rarity ... but then, with a gasp, I had a realization: what if this was Rarity, here to redeem one of those coupons? With that in mind, I raced downstairs...

It was not Rarity. Dang it.

“Oh. Hi, Applejack,” I droned out with a heavy sigh as soon as I saw her.

“You alright, Sugarcube? You look a bit, uh... Well, let’s just say it ain’t good. I could come back later if now’s not the time for it.”

I shrugged. “No, it’s fine. Are you looking for Twilight? I think she’s in her lab, working on a—”

“Nah. It’s you I’m here for, buckaroo.”

“Huh?” I stared at her. One of the tallest of Twilight’s friends, only short of Fluttershy, and really sturdily built, especially in the legs ... and showing it off quite a bit in her typical work clothes of cutoff jean shorts and a shirt tied around the middle showing her waist. Sure, I considered Applejack to be one of my friends. But, you know, more of my friend because she’s Twilight’s friend and so am I, so we’re friends by default. We hardly ever did anything just the two of us. I couldn’t even remember the last time. So what did she want me for?

“Yep. Just you.” She laughed a little, taking her big hat off and fanning herself with it. A faint sheen of sweat still clung to her, as if she’d come fresh off the field. “You’re not busy, are ya?”

Well, there were quite a few chores around the castle that I was supposed to be doing and had gotten pretty far behind on because of all my daydreaming. But I was no more in the mood for that than I had been before AJ showed up. And besides, it would be really rude to blow her off just to do some boring old chores ... even though, knowing her, she’d probably completely understand and approve of that.

“Nope.” I shrugged. “What’s up? Did you need to find a book or something? Oh! Or need me to fight off some terrifying Timberwolves for you?” I laughed a little, remembering that whole time I spent as Applejack’s servant. Good times. Even if it did involve way too much grass counting.

“Well, I, uh ... you see...”

Was Applejack blushing? As she herself had once said, her sensibilities were about as delicate as a fifty-pound turning plow. What could possibly make her blush?

“What with Sugar Belle preggers and Big Mac helpin’ her out a lot, I’ve been left to do a lot of the harvest all on my own. And I don’t mind that one bit. But it was makin’ my hooves awful sore. And when Rarity came over for a visit and I told her about how my dogs were a-barkin’, and after I explained to her what that meant, she said, ‘Oh Darling! I have just the thing for that, Darling! Here, Darling, take this!’ or somethin’ like that. And she handed me this.”

Applejack held out a coupon. One of my coupons! ‘One Free Hoof Massage’.

My jaw dropped. “Rarity ... she gave you this?”

Rubbing the back of her neck nervously, Applejack nodded. “You, uh, you don’t gotta do it if you don’t want to. I’ll even give ya a pass on that whole ‘dragon code’ thing the coupon mentions. I understand, these were for Rarity. And massagin’ her dainty little lady hooves has gotta be a whole different thing than rubbin’ the aches out of my ol’ mud-stompers...”

Well, to be honest, it did kind of hurt to see that Rarity had given my precious coupons to someone else instead of using them herself. But she is a very generous mare. Maybe I should have expected her to share with her friends? Especially the more innocent ones like this one. Her generosity is something I love about her, and I wouldn’t have her any other way. She must have been saving the really good coupons for herself, for later. But, after all, those coupons were emblazoned with my very own Dragon Code. Could I even call myself a dragon if I didn’t uphold that?

And besides, coupon or no coupon, I’d always be happy to help out a friend like Applejack.

“It’s alright. I don’t mind.” I took the coupon from her. “How about we go up to the lounge? You can prop your hooves up in a recliner, and I’ll pull up a stool and get to work. We’ll have those hooves feeling fresh and new in no time!”

“Aw, Spike, you’re the best! I can see why Twi likes havin’ ya around so much!” Applejack gave me a friendly hug. Since she was quite a bit taller than me, this pressed her modest tits right up against the side of my face.

She was no Rarity, but I wasn’t complaining!

Applejack, already quite familiar from her many visits to this castle, led the way up to the lounge ... which left me walking right behind her up the stairs, with her jean shorts right in front of my face the whole way ... just short enough that the bottom of each gloriously thick and toned ass cheek would peek out as she flexed her legs on the steps.

I shoved the coupon into the pocket of my pants, using that as an excuse to more comfortably arrange my growing cocks. Of course I would never betray Rarity by fooling around with one of her closest friends ... but maybe giving Applejack a hoof massage wouldn’t be that bad...

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Ten days. Ten days, and still the only coupon I’d gotten back was the one Applejack gave me. It was starting to become pretty clear now ... Rarity had only taken the coupons and pretended to like them in order to spare my feelings ... even though she must not have cared much about my feelings now.

Should I have gone and talked to her? Maybe. But it would be no good doing that with the stink of stewing in my anticipation and disappointment still hanging around me. So I’d gone out for some fresh air. That’s always good, right? That’s a good way to sort things out...

Except for one little problem: Fresh air is where Rainbow Dash lives.

I didn’t even make it halfway across the green space between the town and Fluttershy’s house before Rainbow came zipping out of the sky toward me ... with Scootaloo, as usual, trailing along behind on her scooter.

There was no point in running off. Rainbow was faster. So I just stopped in my tracks and waited to see what she wanted. Who knew? Maybe a chat with Rainbow Dash would help me get my head screwed on straight again. I know, I know, not likely. She’s not exactly a therapist or anything. She’d probably be the worst therapist in all of Equestria if she tried. But at this point, I was kind of desperate for anything that might help.

“Hey Spike!” she said, skidding to a halt in front of me. “Just the dragon I was looking for!”

She was looking for me? Weird. Judging from the sweat on her leggings and sports bra, she’d just come back from a workout, probably working with Scootaloo. “So, um, how’s Scootaloo’s training going?” I asked. “Is she able to fly yet?” Maybe Rainbow was going to ask me to help with a flying lesson? I’d gotten pretty good at using my wings in the last few years, and maybe the perspective of somebody who went a long time without wings at all could help Scootaloo figure things out...

Rainbow wrapped her arm around Scootaloo as the younger mare came up alongside. “She’s doing great! Twenty-three seconds of airtime today. That’s a new record to celebrate!”

“It’s, um, not a big deal. I was barely able to keep myself off the ground.” Scootaloo looked away, blushing. And for some weird reason, she glanced back at me, with this weird look in her eyes.

Rainbow just grinned. “And we’re going to celebrate by giving Scootaloo another first! She’s never kissed a boy before!”

Scootaloo gasped. “Rainbow! You can’t just say stuff like that!”

“What? It’s true, isn’t it? And there’s no reason to be embarrassed about it anymore, because it’s about to not be true anymore!”

Scootaloo seemed to shrink down into herself. She was wearing a kind of a sweatshirt hoodie, and had just developed the miraculous ability to disappear inside of it. Scootaloo was cute and all, basically just a younger version of Rainbow Dash herself, being really small, skinny, athletic, and having almost no chest to speak of. It was surprising that she’d never kissed anybody. Or, wait ... never kissed a boy. Hm... Did that mean she’d...?

I looked back to Rainbow Dash. “And you, uh, want me to be the boy?”

“Only the most eligible young bachelor in all of Ponyville!”

Rainbow’s compliment only went so far. There weren’t very many eligible bachelors in Ponyville, given the gender ratios and all. It was too bad Rarity didn’t seem to see me that way. I glanced back and forth between the two of them. “Why me, though?”

Scootaloo looked like she was about to evaporate on the spot out of embarrassment.

“Well, don’t tell anypony,” Rainbow said with a cocky little grin, “But Scoots here was getting really jealous of how Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom both already have coltfriends.”

“Rainbow!” Scootaloo squealed in a pained squeak.

“Nothing to be ashamed of. I don’t have a coltfriend either.” Rainbow shrugged. “And it was like fate itself decided to intervene! Just after Scootaloo told me about that, I was helping out Rarity with some modeling, even though I hate modeling, and as a thank-you for doing that, she let me look through a really neat book of coupons!”

Oh no...

She whipped a coupon out from under her bra. “And when I saw this one in there, I knew just what to do!”

The coupon was a little damp from sweat, but still readable: ‘One Free Passionate Kiss’. I took it, not sure if I should be excited or appalled about exactly where the sweat on it had come from. Rainbow didn’t have much under that sports bra of hers ... but those were still real, live mare boobs under there. A mystery I’d only ever seen in smuggled pictures, never in real life. To be so close to touching them, and yet in such a gross way...

Rainbow Dash stepped behind Scootaloo and pushed her forward toward me. “Okay, Squirt! Time for your first kiss with a boy!”

I looked over Scootaloo’s shoulder. Not difficult. She was one of very few adult ponies actually shorter than me. “First time with a boy? What about being kissed by a girl?”

“Uh... Don’t talk about that.” Blushing, Rainbow pushed Scootaloo further forward, almost ramming her against me.

Scootaloo was now literally face-to-face with me, our noses almost touching. She was really cute, hiding in that hoodie, with big purple eyes and a dainty little muzzle. There was ... a surprisingly eager look in her eyes...

“You...” I gulped. “You want me to kiss Scootaloo?”

Scootaloo huffed at me. “You don’t have to make it sound that gross, sheesh!”

“Sorry.” I bit my lip. “But, um, what about Rarity?”

Rainbow laughed. “Dude! If Rarity cared about you kissing other mares, she wouldn’t have given me that coupon.”

“Whatever,” Scootaloo said, sidling out from between Rainbow and me. “You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to.”

“No! I’ll do it!” I grabbed Scootaloo’s arm before she could slip away entirely. My Dragon Code was on the line here! And besides, Scootaloo is pretty cute. It wouldn’t be so bad. She was absolutely no Rarity by any means, of course. Nopony could compare with Rarity’s voluptuous beauty. But Scootaloo was cute in her own different tomboy way, even when her petite body was mostly hidden by a big hoodie and ugly cargo pants. Guys, is it gay to kiss a girl who acts – and even kinda looks – like a boy?

Scootaloo was just standing there, waiting for me to make the first move.

So I asked her, “Um, are you okay with this?”

Before she could answer, Rainbow pushed the two of us together again. This time, I didn’t bother fighting it. I placed my lips gently right against Scootaloo's, earning a surprised squeak from her before we separated a moment later. We stepped apart, and Scootaloo stared at me with wide eyes, one finger held to her lips, as if not believing what she felt there.

Rainbow grabbed my shoulder. “What the heck, Spike? That’s your idea of a ‘passionate kiss’?”

“Well, um, I just didn’t, uh...”

“Do it for real this time!”

I looked over to Scootaloo for confirmation. She nodded just slightly. Barely perceptibly, but she definitely had nodded.

Well, here it goes... I’d had a kiss or two in my time, but none of them that I’d really call a passionate kiss. I was going to have to just go off of what I’d seen others doing. Usually when I wasn’t supposed to be watching them.

For a start, I reached up and touched Scootaloo’s face, brushing up her cheek, up along her mane ... and also flipping down her hood. It seemed to be going well, judging from the way she looked at me. So I leaned in and kissed her. Really kissed her this time. Firmly on the lips, even opening slightly and flicking my tongue toward her.

To my surprise, Scootaloo really responded to that! She grabbed me around the waist and pulled me close, pressing our bodies together, and she moaned slightly into the kiss.

With one hand still in her mane, I held the other behind her back and pulled her closer to me too. I could feel her whole body against me! So firm and so warm ... she must have just been working hard in that training session with Rainbow – even being a dragon, I was impressed with the heat her lithe little body gave off.

As I slipped my tongue fully inside her mouth, I suddenly felt both of her hands squeezing my ass! Not through my pants – she’d slid her hands down through my waistline and had them directly against my scales!

I pulled back from Scootaloo for a moment. “What are you doing!”

Scootaloo just leaned in and pressed her lips against mine again, this time sticking her tongue into my mouth! I gasped – as well as I could when muffled like that. This was just so... I could barely breathe! I’d never kissed or been kissed like this before!

And she was still squeezing my ass. But if she could touch me, could I touch her? It seemed fair enough, right?

Screw it. If Rainbow wanted passion, I’d show her passion!

Moving boldly, I slid my hand from her back down to her waist, along the front of her very smooth and flat belly. And once I felt the rougher fabric of her cargo pants, I slid my hand up and underneath. Scootaloo breathed hard and pressed more tightly against me as my fingers traced upward. She was only wearing some kind of thin tank top or T-shirt underneath, and I went under that as well ... all the way up her firm body until I felt the slight softness and swell of a breast. And then – and then the hard little nub of a nipple! Holy crap! I was really doing it! I was touching and squeezing a real, live girl’s real live titties! Sure, Scootaloo’s were small – very small – but that didn’t make it any less incredible! My cocks were raging hard now, and she had to be feeling them pressed between us as she rubbed her body against mine...

Feeling incredibly daring now, I slid my hand downward again, ready to touch Scootaloo’s most secret, special place of all ... and maybe even get a finger inside her!

But no. She pulled away from me and out of my grasp, gasping now and very red in the face ... but suddenly just as aloof as ever.

“Now that’s more like it!” Rainbow crowed. “How was it, Squirt?”

“You were right, Rainbow Dash! That was way different than kissing you!”

My jaw dropped. I was not expecting my suspicions to be confirmed so blatantly right in front of me.

Scootaloo stuck her tongue out. “His breath is really gross, though.” She shook her head and spat on the ground. “Bleh!”

Oh, um... Well, yeah. Dragon. It wasn’t fair to judge me for that, was it? If I knew I was going to be kissing ponies today, I would have eaten a box or two of breath mints first.

Grabbing Rainbow’s hand, Scootaloo started pulling her toward town. “Come on! Let’s go down to the cafe and grab some drinks to wash the taste out of my mouth!”

“You’re on! My treat!” Rainbow said, already taking wing.

I was left just standing there in the field, feeling disappointed for a moment. Well, that was a big first for me, and it had come in a very unexpected way ... even if it hadn’t been everything I wanted.

Suddenly, though, Rainbow zipped back to me. “Oh yeah, and by the way – thanks! You’re a real pal, Spike!”

“Uh... Anytime.” I tried to wink at Scootaloo, hoping to imply we might try this again sometime ... but she was already pretty far away, and though she was looking back at us, she only had eyes for Rainbow Dash.

Well, that was that, then. I should’ve probably gone and talked to Rarity ... before things took another turn.

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