Wrong Kind of Role Playing
"Hello, my name is... Spike."
Upon arriving at the restaurant Barb checked her breath and straightened her dress. She was still surprised that Dusk allowed her to leave the castle with such a skimpy look. Sure, Barb was an adult dragon now, thus could be trusted not to do something stupid. Stepping out of the cart, she gave the dress another twirl and adjusted the top. Maybe Elusive could at least tightened up the bust, so Barb's cleavage wasn't on full display. She did not like being so exposed, but there was nothing to be done now.
Her blind date was just beyond those doors. The mere thought left her even more flustered on that compared to her clothing. Who could it be? Was it a trick by Elusive? Making the dress only to date her. No, that hunk of a stallion was clever and very generous, but there was no way that dream could come true. Maybe Slag, king of dragons, was behind this. They were close friends for a long time so that could happen. But why go all out with the dinner, dress, and everything else? Slag was a bit stingy, not a big spender. Stubborn and straight to the point, he would have just met her at the castle and demanded the date. Fume would have been another choice a few years back if he wasn't already dating Ocellus. He was a charmer and would have gone all out like this.
Enough racing on thoughts, she couldn't stand out here all night. Barb needed to just bite the diamond and walk through. It's a small restaurant, but the owner, an old friend of Dusk, knew how to make the atmosphere cozy. Steeling her nerves, she went through the door and into the lobby. The first thing she saw raised an eyebrow. There were two changedling guards, who tried their best to not acknowledge her at all. They must have been here for somepony else. Could Ocellus had pulled this stunt on Fume and Barb received the message by mistake.
A waiter came and greeted her, guiding Barb to her table. This brought the strangest confusion yet. Sitting at the table, waiting for her, the blind date... was herself. Himself, it was straight up a male purple dragon with green frills. The same height as her and even nearly the same build. There was no other way to put it, her blind date was her mirror image. Barb had no clue what was going on. If this was a prank, it was a damn good one.
"Barb." the dragon said, standing up and extending a hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you."
Barb took his hand, trying to keep a straight face. "It's, um, a pleasure to meet you too..."
"Right!" The male dragon blushed bright at the soft touch of her claw, taking a solid second before answering with her name. "I'm... Spike."
"Spike? That's a nice name." Barb took her seat across from him. "What's it mean?"
"Uh, I don't know." Spike took his seat. "My parents weren't that creative." He slicked her frills back and tried to act smooth, but failed badly.
"Same..." Barb twirled her fingers through her own frills, giggling at the poor attempt. "I'm sorry, I'm not the best at this whole thing."
"No, no. I should apologize." Spike's frills dropped down. "I'm hoping this will go better."
"I hope so too."
The two stopped as the meals arrived. The next curious thing happened, the casual meal for dragons came out for Barb, but Spike had ordered a bug salad. She raised her eyebrow in confusion as Spike gave a nervous chuckle. "So, not into rupies?" Barb raised her plate of green gems.
"Yeah." Spike cut into his salad with a knife and fork, raising greater questions since most dragons prefer to eat with their jaws and claws.
Overall, the rest of the date went smoothly outside of the strange occurrences. Spike was a sweet and fun guy to talk with, having a lot in common, maybe too much in common. The fact they both liked the same bands was surprising enough, but also being raised by their own respective adopted pony parents, Dusk and Twilight. There was also a weird similarity between the two dragons in terms of their love life. While Spike had no problem admitting his attraction to a mare named Rarity, the pretty white unicorn who made his outfit. Barb let slip her own crush on Elusive. Spike's reaction was almost too perfect, blushing, and stuttering at the mention at such. It was like he was everything that made Barb into Barb. He was her, but male.
The date soon came to a close. Spike escorted Barb outside to her carriage and helped her in. The final bit of curiosity came upon seeing the changedling gaurds following them, but not directly looked at them. Barb narrowed her eyes, there was definitely something fishy here. She stopped and reached out to him. "Spike... this was a lovely date, but..."
Spike took the hand and feared this went too far. He bit his lip and about to come clean, when without warning, she pulled him into the cart, and told the drive to bolt away at high speed. Both crashed over each other in the seat and rolled back and forth as the chariot rushed away. The changedling gaurds were left with wide eyes and panicked.
Barb held Spike close, trying her best not to push her date's face into her cleavage. She kept a close eyes on the chase behind them, opening the window and blasting some green flames at them. This dropped a massive assortment of books and letters over top the guards, stopping them in their tracks. She leaned back and looked down at Spike, who was staring straight ahead, blushing brighter
"Barb... I can explain--" The faker was stopped as Barb stole his lips. He melted into the kiss, enjoying the random passionate moment. It was just enough to finally break his concentration. A green glow flowed over his body and male visage of Barb vanished revealing the obvious truth.
"I knew it!" Barb grinned ear to ear. "Thorax!!"
The changeling king drifted back and sat up. He was still blushing and rubbing the back of his head. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." He was stopped as Babr gave him another peck. "What was that for?"
"You are adorable liar!" Barb giggled and dropped her face on chest. "Why did you just straight up ask me? You didn't need to pretend to be my clone to take me on a date."
"Because, you'd say no. I figured a blind date would work." The changedling king blushed and leaned back.
"Yeah, but it was a little creepy that you copied me." Barb laughed, snuggling closer as the chariot slowly came to a stop on the top of a hill. She couldn't help but notice they had been led to such a intimate location.
Thorax gave a nervous giggle upon noticing the scene too. "That was a bit of a fail on my part. I thought it would have been easier that way. You're an amazing dragon. So confident, funny, and beautiful." He words left her blushing just as boldly now.
Barb turned to look him in the eyes. "You really think that?"
"Yeah... Yes!" Thorax nodded, his heart was beating a mile a minute.
This was not how Barb expected her evening to go. Sure, she was going have a blind date, maybe some fun afterword. But learning her blind date was her best friend left things in a mist of utter confusion. It even took her a solid minute to realized, she was the one to kiss him, straight up stole his lips. Yeah, it was purely to break the illusion, but the taste was so tender and sweet. That alone made her face heat up and heart pound. "Thorax, I like you. You're my best friend and... and..." She flustered and mixed up words like she was talking to Elusive again.
"Barb, I like you too... I like you a lot..." The changedling king was just as much a mess of words, wincing and opening his mouth only to silence himself. He took a deep breath and leaned close, pressing his nose against her. "I have ever since we met... I've had these strong feelings--" He stopped himself and just went for it, returning the kiss.
The dragoness was left with wide eyes, but tenderly fell into it. His tongue was so sweet and tasted so wonderful. Her hands roamed over his back, pulling him close and deeper, leaning back before either could realize it and dropping him onto of her. Thorax froze and stared down, realizing the compromising position they were in. He wanted to pull away and attempt to apologize, but stopped with her finger on his lips.
Leaning upward to the window, Barb threw a few coins to the driver. He replied with a grungy voice. "Oh, sure I can take it to the cleaners later. Just lock up when your done." With that, he stepped off and left them on the hill. Hearing his footsteps echo away slowly, Barb pulled out her sharpest claw and dragged it along her corset. "Elusive is going to kill me for shredding this dress. So, don't waste a single moment."
Thorax's eyes widened as her tail reached up his leg and opened his suit. He was left speechless, letting his pants were slid down to his feet. His cock throbbing as her tail coiled around it. A low hiss escaped him at the sudden tailjob, unable to argue as she pushed his face into her exposed chest. He didn't know how he managed to get so lucky. His heart was racing a mile a minute, feeling the heat rising between them. He returned the favor by sliding the ruined dress down and wrapped his hands around her green orbs.
The dragoness growled at the touch of his tongue on each tit. She didn't expect him to be such a fast learner. He was a changedling after all, former beings of pure lust. She gasped at his cock twitching and growing in her tail, rubbing it harder and faster. They were both panting heavily and sweating from the heated moments.
Thorax couldn't take it anymore. He didn't know what took over him. All the desires he held for the past couple years was finally getting the better of him. He was so in love with the dragoness, wanting this date to simply be the best for her. Never once did he consider it would end like this, but he desperately wanted more.
Changedling king took full command in an instant, reaching down and moved her panties aside. His cock slipped free from her tail and plunged into her folds without any hesitate. He lifted his head and captured her lips, pushing his tongue into her mouth. The dragoness gasped and returned it with equal fervor, her hips bucking and taking the sudden thrusts. It was a tight fit, but felt amazing for both of them.
Barb was surprised at how rough and strong he was being, and loved every second of it. Her claws wrapped around his elytra dug into the edges of the shell, not even leaving a scratch, but enough to send a shiver of pleasure down his spine. Their bodies were a mess of sweat and heat, moving and twisting in sync.
He couldn't believe how good it felt inside her. Thorax was lost in the bliss, feeling his cock pulsing with each thrust. His balls slapping against her ass. The two were a tangled mess of limbs and softcore sex, unable to get enough. He broke the kiss and sat up, running his hands over her sweating body and admiring the form. It was a sight to behold, her tits bouncing with each thrust, and face twisted in utter pleasure. The dragoness was in a state of total euphoria, unable to even speak or think straight.
The cart was shaking from their wild motions, rocking and squeaking on the wheels. Neither had realized the driver was an all too familiar orange dragon. Fume watching on with vigor from the bushes while smoking and jacking off to the scene. The two were completely lost in each other, unaware of their audience. "Yeah... fuck her good, stud!" He whispered, pumping his cock harder and faster, his breathing getting ragged and heavy.
Thorax's body glowed again, shifting into a different dragon. This time, Slag, King of Dragons, taking it like the full commander he was, rolling Barb around and shoving her face into the seat. His massive dragon dick shoved in and out of her. "Yeah... yeah! You like that bitch!" He called out to her in that dragon's husky voice.
"Yes! I love it!" Barb's toes curled up and her tail wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper.
"So good..." Thorax frills flared, leaning down and nuzzling the back of her neck, licking the sweat from her body. His hands ran up her body, squeezing and kneading the tits, making her scream and moan even louder. "That's it! I... I love you so much!" His body shifted again, taking the form of Elusive.
The driver was losing his mind, jerking off faster and faster, his precum staining the dirt. "Yeah... keep going..." His hand was a blur, watching the stallion slam the dragoness with everything he had. Fume was about ready to burst at any second, but stopped upon a flashlight shining over him.
"What a pervert?!" The police mare glared at him.
"Wait! No!" Fume quickly covered his crotch. She handcuffed him and dragged him away, leaving the two to enjoy their blissful sex completely alone.
Thorax rolled Barb over one final time, taking his true form once, and continued to make out with her. His thrusts were becoming erratic and his cock throbbed against the edge of her womb. His mind was a total mess of love, lust, and pleasure. However, he had enough awareness to cutely ask between kisses. "Where?"
Barb wrapped her arms around him and held him close, her legs doing the same to his waist. Her voice was equally ragged, but still firm. Leaning into his ear, she whispered like a sheepish school filly, "Inside... please!" A harsh moan followed as her own orgasm was building.
Hearing her words, his heart exploded and he couldn't hold back anymore. Thorax pushed his cock to the hilt, tipping himself into her womb. Each thrust was now longer and firmer rather than ragged and fast. Her pussy tightened around his cock, squeezing his base tight to her hips. His eyes widened and he gasped hard. "I love you, Barb!"
The dragoness winced and returned the words, "I love you too, Thorax!"
The two moaned loudly and passionately as his thick, sticky seed pumped into her, filling the dragoness's fertile womb. Both were overwhelmed by the intense sensations. Their orgasms hit like a tidal wave as hot ropes blasted into her womb. Neither could speak or even think as their minds were totally blank from the powerful experience. They simply embraced each other, holding and nuzzling in the afterglow.
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Author's Note
Curious that Fume was in the story. Yeah, it was going to be Thunderlane for obvious reasons, but then I thought of something better. Speaking of better, who was that police mare taking him away? Find out in the bonus chapter, dropping sometime Thursday.
Wrong Kind of Role Playing
Author's Note
I'm so sorry for the late post. This has been finished since Thursday, but this opening week university work has been rather hard. Either way, here you go. I hope you enjoy this extra bonus chapter tied into the last Thorax X Spike fic this month. The marathon is over, but I might have a few more featuring the ship and this one in this chapter later on.
So yeah, one of the commenters mentions the names like Smold and Aimber and took them out of the story. I'll agree Aimber wasn't a great name change, but I was growing to like Smold, maybe that can be her nickname in another book, for now, I changed it to Fume.
Bonus Chapter
The moonlight rose brightly over the hill, unveiling the police cart at the bottom. Fume was dragged inside cuffed to the chair and driven to the prison. Or at least, that's how it appeared to him for several minutes. He sloughed back in disappointment, not noticing the police mare driving him to a more private and secluded area far from prying eyes on him. The police mare looked back to him through the mirror and grinned boldly, making sure to hide her blush behind her giant sunglasses.
The cart soon stopped outside a cabin home and the mare hopped out. Fume was confused and raised his eyebrow and watched her slowly walk over to the door and open it. She stated over so silence, her orange mane flowing in the cold air giving the only sense of emotion. Fume was curious what this was all about until without warning she pulled down the zipper on her jacket. This unsheathes a perfect cleavage several furry cuffs and a ball gag.
Fume's eyes widened and his cock sprang to life. His grin was as large and devious as the mares. He leaned back as she crawled inside and over his lab. It was the most he could do while still cuffed to the chair. Her muzzle soon came crashing against his lips, stealing a quick taste that revealed to him instantly who this really was. "Damn, Ocellus... I never knew you were so deceptive."
"One of my jobs as a loyal changedling is to protect my dear uncle." The mare lifted up her sunglasses and gazed into his face with her bug eyes. "Lucky me that you were his date's driver home." She giggled and ran her finger along his strong chest. "Did you enjoy the show?"
"Oh yeah. You bet your sweet ass, I did." Fume chuckled and bucked his hips, trying to gain some semblance of control while bound. "You gonna let me go now, or what?"
"In a moment, but first." Ocellus lifted her skirt up, showing off her own soaked panties. "We are going to have some fun too." She leaned over and wrapped the ball gag in his mouth. "After all, you got a lot of energy in those big balls of yours. Might as well put it to use." Fume couldn't say anything more. He simply nodded and enjoyed the moment as she slowly drifted her body down his legs.
Her tongue slithered around his tip for several seconds until it came to a sharp peak. Plucking the strings of her corset, her medium breasts bounced out over his balls. Fume groaned and tried to speak, but only muffles came out. He couldn't deny the pleasure her mouth gave his tip and her orbs wrapped around his base. Ocellus bobbed her head, sucking and swirling her tongue over his cock. Her fingers wrapped around his balls fondled them and stretched the skin. She could feel the heavy weight and pressure from an unfinished job.
The mare was eager to help the dragon. Her eyes glowed as her body morphed ever so slightly. Now her breasts were as big as BIg Macareina's. They clapped so hard and fast against the shaft, making his whole body shake. Fume's legs were left twitching and his eyes were bulging out of his skull. The sheer sensation was almost too much.
Ocellus could taste the salty pre on her tongue, biting her lips down and suckling hard. The mare wasn't going to stop now. She was enjoying every single second of the experience, especially his reactions. His body was burning and his hips were buckling under the sheer weight of the massive red orbs, desperately trying to break free. The sounds of her heavy breasts slapping down echoed through the empty cart.
It didn't take long before the mare got the reaction she desired. Her balls slapped one last time against the base of her chest and the dragon grunted hard on the ball gag, spit spilling over his chin and chest. Ocellus pulled back and opened her mouth wide, sticking her tongue out to catch the incoming torrent. Her cheeks swelled as she caught every thick rope. Some splattered on her police mare uniform and breasts, but she didn't mind. She slowly pulled away, swallowing every bit, and licked her lips. She crawled forward and kissed his forehead. "So... is my favorite stud going to stop watching other mares getting laid?"
Fume's chest rose and fell with heavy pants. The dragon nodded his head weak, the ball gag preventing any words from escaping. Ocellus reached back and unclipped the ball, letting it fall to the floor. She crawled up and leaned over his chest, wrapping his jaws deep in her lips. Her hands slipped between them and cupped his chin, holding him tight. "No..." Her spit peppered his face. "I need some convincing you."
"Oh, please... Let me convince you!" Fume growled and pulled harder on his chains. He couldn't stand another moment not having his hands on her body. Ocellus giggled and morphed again, shrinking her chest and curves to the flat and muscular mare, Thunderlace. "Now use those hips to break this weak body."
"With pleasure." Fume grinned and bucked his hips upward. His sharp and jagged cock traced her panties aside so quickly and violently penetrated the weak form she chose. The dragon grunted and snarled against the chair, trying to keep his leverage while tied down, slamming his cock hard into the mare's pussy. She squeaked and moaned like the little toy she was, holding tight to his shoulders.
She couldn't get enough of his cock. Her Thunderlace form was left a panting, moaning mess of strong limbs flailing about. His hips crashed upward, hard against hers. The sheer power behind each and every thrust left her spine screaming. She couldn't even keep her grip as her hands and legs were left to dangle over his bound frame.
The dragon smirked and chuckled, leaning into her mouth and stealing a quick taste before falling back into the chair. His tongue swirled and twisted with her own, his teeth gently nipping her lips. She was lost in a complete haze of desire, letting him pull her down. Her back arched and her hips rolled to match his motions. The whole police cart squeaked and churned with their bliss.
Ocellus couldn't help herself, her eyes glowing again. She wanted to have more fun, flipping the terms again. This time her body took the strong captain of the Equestria military, with large breasts and powerful legs, Gleaming Sheild stood proud and pushed back against the dragon with far more command and vigor.
The change was sudden, but Fume took it in stride. He leaned back as she stood tall and began grinding over his tip. Her hips moved fast and firm, swirling his cock around like a wand summoning a spell. He gasped and grunted, feeling her walls clenching down so hard, they might as well be sculpting his penis. His whole body was left sweating and burning, desperate to regain command, but this visage was too damn sexy. Ocellus removed her strong hand and slapped her Gleaming Sheild breasts over his face, silencing his cries.
"Come on, stud... show me what you're made of." She clapped the strong orbs over and over, barely giving him time to breathe before pressing them back down. "You want to command me, you are going to have to earn that command--" She stopped and shivered hard. Pulling back revealed his teeth firm on one of her giant tits, leaving a bite mark and a trail of saliva.
"I'll do it." He hissed and bit down again, forcing the changedling mare to wince in her strong warrior form. "I will have you on your knees, begging me." He opened his mouth and switched to the other, slithering his tongue around the ring of the nipples and then pushing into the center.
"Oh... I can't wait." She cooed, pressing her hips further and further down. Her true form returned and all sense of clothing faded completely from both their bodies with a simple spell. Ocellus reached out and undid his cuffs finally. Feeling herself edge to a peak, she moved his arms around her to hold close and tight. The moment the dragon was free, he pulled her down and began making out intensely with her as his fucks became erratic and desperate.
His cock was throbbing and pulsing within her folds, leaking more precum. Ocellus could feel the heat building up inside her core. Her legs shook and her toes curled as she held on. Fume's legs raised up, pulling her closer until their bodies with pressed ever so tight. His cock ridging in and out of her womb, his balls slapping against her ass, and their chests grinding in a mess of spit and sweat.
Ocellus moaned loudly, her voice echoing off the walls of the police cart. She was left to drool and moan over his shoulder. "Please! Please cum in me! Cum inside!" She screamed out, her mind lost in a haze of lust.
"Yes! Take my seed you slut!" Fume roared, slamming his cock all the way to the hilt.
They both took a deep breath before locking lips. Their eyes widened as the white goo flushed between them. They moaned and groaned, kissing and caressing each other's bodies as the thick cream pumped from his hard cock into her begging womb. Fume could feel his balls shrinking, draining everything he had, giving her a proper dose of his white load. Ocellus's hips bucked and quivered with utter glee as her juices gushed down his hips.
It took a few moments, but the two broke the kiss and fell back on the chair, gasping and panting. Ocellus fell limp in his arms, her eyes rolled back and her mouth hanging open. Fume wasn't any better, his heart racing and his vision a blur. Both were spent, but neither could move nor did they want to. "Convinced... yet?" he asked in a husky voice.
The mare's mouth was dry and her throat hoarse, but she did her best to reply. "Yes..." She snuggled her face against his neck, smiling and giggling. "Totally worth it... Just remember, next time if you want to watch some action..."
"Next time... I'll invite you... to watch too."
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