The wicked and distorted Twilight realm was quite a crazy experience for Spike. So surreal and yet, it all seemed so natural. The sky was a mixture of bright, glowing colors, with a strange black, orange, and yellow light. The world was full of bizarre structures that were made of pure black diamonds. In the distance, the land was covered in a sea of clouds and starlight, so soft and mysterious, unclear what lay beyond it.
The dragon flinched and flicked his portal key around. The strange pair of scissors wouldn't spark an escape at all since he crashed and landed in this dimension. It had been several days since his arrival and no sign of any help. He had no choice but to press on, in the hopes of finding a way to recharge the key. The sound of a loud growl erupted, making the poor slender dragon jump and look up. Monstrous creatures flew overhead, large bat wings spread, several dropped down around him. Much to his regret, he had been captured again.
There was a good long fight, but it was pointless as he was dragged before the ruler of the Twilight Realm. Within the largest castle he strayed away from, was his destination, much to his dismay. He winced upon entering the throne room, expecting a grizzle monster to be seated upon the throne of bones and blood. Instead, his frills were greeted by the soft sounds of a lovely, if impish voice.
"Oh, what kind of drape, frail monster have you brought into my presence?" She asked, leaning her chin on her hands. Word laced with both tiny tips of rage and wisps of kindness. Like a mix of Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash. Flicking his eyes open, Spike was caught off guard upon seeing a lovely pale woman with orange hair, wearing nothing more than long black veils that barely contained her large breasts and fully exposed midriff. Her face was long and pointy, just like her ears, and her eyes were a deep, yet piercing orange gold. She was a sight to behold, even with her rather impish voice was deceiving to her appearance, he was still very much taken aback by everything else.
"Hello... your majesty, I'm... not a monster, I'm a dragon from the land of Equestria." He spoke nervously, his body shaking as he bowed before her. Despite being separated from his home, royal education urged him to bow in her presence. "My name is Spike."
His actions impressed her a little bit. It was clear he wasn't from her domain the moment he appeared to her. However, he still presented her with some levels of respect, more so than previous intruders to her realm. "Please, explain to me why you trespass into Twilight Realm." She asked, standing up from her throne, her bare feet gently stepping against the cold black diamond floor.
"Well, you see... I'm not trying to trespass... it's just... a portal malfunction." He fished out the device from the pockets of his belly scales. "It was an accident. I was trying to find my way home." His words were honest and though details were somewhat vague, the mention of his separation struck a chord with the princess. For so long she too had been voided from her home, only to recently reclaim her place at a painful price.
"You miss your home? I... I can understand the feeling, more than anyone." Her voice shifted turning more shy and less aggressive.
Being around other shy ones like Fluttershy long enough, the dragon could sense the timidness and hurt. She was clearly a lost soul just as much as he was, even while ruling this domain. He stepped forward and reached his hand out, trying not to waver as their guards increased in rage. "Princess, I know how much it hurts to be alone. I won't pretend to understand what happened to you, just as I don't expect you to listen to all the details of my blight. All I seek is a way home, nothing more."
There was a long moment of silence, the princess pondering her decision. The more she stared into the eyes of this stranger, the more she felt the connection they shared. He had lost something, that was clear to her too. However, the more she lingered on thoughts of the past, the more her longing grew stronger. She missed her hero of legend so much, and this dragon possibly missed figures of the same level. Were there souls he cared for in his real, loved dearly with all his heart? Just like her own beloved Link.
She raised her hand and the guards dispersed, leaving her to tend to the dragon alone. "I will have my sorcerers recharge your key..." She held up her other hand to the device and it vanished into a black and green mass of particles. "In exchange... you have to prove your worth, by helping me."
Spike nodded his head quickly, unsure what she meant. He was not about to turn down the offer to return to his friends and family, he would do anything to get back. However, as she guided him back to her throne, it quickly became clear what she sought from him. The twilight princess leaned backward and opened her legs to him. Her voice was so sweet and full of plea.
"You miss the ones you love..." Her hands traveled down his body and over his crotch pocket.
"Rarity... and Gabby..." Spike bit his lip and attempts to pull away. It was clear what this was, a longing for quick release. A desperate plea for substitution that she desired from him. There was no love or romantic attempts to woo. This was a quick and dirty fix that the woman clearly had been craving for a while.
"Please..." Her words were so jagged as her fingers felt around for his pride. "Let me give you these Rarity and Gabby... In exchange, give me Link..." Her tone was so full of desperation. It was the most he could do to give her this moment of bliss. The poor, lonely woman was begging him for sex and he could not deny her the chance at happiness.
"Fine..." Spike took a breath and let his erection rise to the surface. Barely giving her a view of his shape, Midna grabbed his cock with her fingers, her eyes widened as the sharp point pushed her panties aside. The first touch alone left her gasping as she locked her mind on the visage of Link. In her head, his shaft was now that of the dragon's, thick, strong, and ready to ravish her body.
The moment her wetness surrounded him, his mind began to think of Rarity or Gabby. Whichever one could convince him to continue with the lustful thirst? Her folds were tight, yet parted regardless of his thickness. The princess's pussy was warm and inviting compared to his previous captor. It was clear this she hadn't had any company in a while.
Their bodies pressed together, Midna's hands reaching out and touching Spike's strong and slender body, while the dragon wrapped his hands around her large ass. They moved together, hips grinding into each other as their desires rose higher. Midna's eyes fluttered in and out of the pleasure. In her mind, the dragon morphed into Link, his handsome form, luscious blonde hair, annoying green tunic, incredible abs that she peaked on from time to time from a distance while he swam in the shrines.
Her pussy twitched and quaked as Spike's length stretched her tunnel out. Her fingers gripped his muscles, treating them like Link's own powerful body as her body rode the high. The hero's visage pounding up into her in place of the beast she let ravage her. The more she clung to him, the deeper Spike's mind wandered into his own fantasies.
He imagined Rarity or Gabby's face, whichever he felt would work best for the situation. Their pussies wrapped around his cock, begging him to push deeper, their lips wrapping around his mouth. The lover under him didn't stop him from stealing her lips. Even though his fangs and fork tongue were so foreign to a human shape, it was no different from the strangeness of bumps and roundness of his cock. She leaned into the desire, hoping to only think of Link the whole time.
Midna's lips were so sweet, and her tongue was like a tiny whip against his, surprisingly sharp compared to the previous captor. Her shape was very human, but inside was a different story. She was warm and tender, and her body was so soft, almost squishy, but also sharp and very hot and cold at the same time. It was like two clashing themes were in constant battle within her.
"Oh... Link, Link!!" The woman broke the kiss and began to scream out. The dragon was so much to handle, increasing levels of pleasure made it a struggle to contain her voice. It was hard not to lose her mind in the blissful dream. His cock was like a thick spear inside her, but his balls slapped against her ass with a gentleness she found so soothing.
"Gabby... Rarity..." Spike groaned and grunted as his body continued to pound into the princess's snatch. Now she was just bouncing up and down over his hips. The dragon showed great strength in holding her above the throne. His hands squeezed her ass as he pushed her against his crotch. His thrusts were growing stronger and faster as he cradled her over his chest, rising into a full stance.
"Link, Link!" Midna's mind was completely lost in the fantasy, unable to even remember who was really fucking her. At this point, it didn't matter, her lust was in full control, her body was in bliss and her mind was on such a powerful high.
"Rarity, Gabby... Rarity... Gabby..." He chanted those names again and again as he fucked the princess harder. The dragon was no longer focused on the heroine and her body. His gentleness faded into full dominance, her thighs slapping against his thighs with each push. His fingers sank into her rump as his tongue licked along her neck. Her moans and groans were getting louder as his fangs scraped against her collar.
"Link... Oh Link!" She was close, so close. Her walls tightened around him as the pressure built up, her juices flowing around him, the climax rising with each passing second.
"Oh... so close..." Spike winced as the pressure built up.
"Not yet... I want... I want LInk?!" She cried out as her walls collapsed around his member. Her breast pressed against his chest and she began grinding against each shiver. "Spike... Not yet, Link, not yet?!"
Spike tried his best to contain himself, but her walls were just too good, her cries were so sweet, even the sound of his own name being moaned was music to his ears. Her body was so tight, so strong and so loving. There was no way he could hold back anymore.
"Sorry... Princess!!" Spike screamed out as his cock twitched inside her.
"Oh no... not inside, not inside..." She cried out and clung to him.
He stood honorable to those words for as long as he could, letting her edge into her climax for as long as possible. Seconds passed like hours, and the moment his seed began to rise, there was nothing to hold it back. The dragon kept his word and threw her off his cock at the last possible moment. Midna landed on her throne and attempted to protest, but stopped upon being covered in white seed.
Spike grunted and hissed as he fired his load over the princess's face and tits, lovely midriff and fine long legs. His balls clenched and his shaft twitched with each shot of thick baby batter. The princess was so stunned, that each hit sent shiver over her body, breaking her into her orgasm anyway. She leaned back and took the shower of seed, screaming out.
Their cries rang out and echoed through the chamber before they fell to heavy panting. Their orgasms dying down and their senses return. Spike was the first the fall, collapsing beside the throne. His body was tired and his spirit fading, the only thing keeping him aware was her hand on his tip. The twilight princess was next to recover, looking down at the dragon and his cum drenched shaft, leering and working the shape of any more white.
Midna leaned over and kissed the cock that had granted her a lovely memory of her Link. "Thank you, dragon. You were very useful."
"I'm... happy to help, Princess." Spike smiled and closed his eyes, leaning back as she began to lick him clean.
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Hours after their meeting had drew to a close, Midna's eyes shimmered with a determination that temporarily masked her sorrow. She was glad to help the noble dragon on his journey home. It was the least she could do after everything she asked in return.
"We may not share the same realm, Spike, but I believe in your heart's strength," With a graceful gesture, she summoned the power of her realm, channeling it into a pair of strange scissors that glinted with an otherworldly light. Spike lifted them and cut into the fabric of reality.
A portal surged to life, pulsating with vibrant colors and swirling energies. Spike felt a flutter of hope blossom within him; his dreams of returning to Equestria were finally within reach. As Midna approached, the gravity of their parting was so quick, yet bittersweet after losing her beloved Link.
Without hesitation, she leaned forward and pressed her lips gently against Spike’s mouth. Not a passionate or lustful action, rather a gesture of warmth, affection, and a hint of lingering sadness. He was so taken aback that he didn't notice a piece of her shadow latch onto him. "Take care of yourself, dragon," Midna whispered, her voice barely above a breath. "And remember, you are never truly alone."
With a final nod to the Twilight Princess, Spike turned towards the portal, a mix of courage and apprehension coursing through him. He leaped forward, heart full of hope, ready to embrace whatever awaited him on the other side.
As the glowing portal enveloped him, it felt like stepping through a dream. Yet the joy of homecoming quickly gave way to bewilderment as Spike landed with a soft thud. The familiar sights of Equestria were for not as Spike found himself in another realm entirely
An expansive landscape fashioned from colorful moving toys left Spike in disbelief. Everything here seemed to pulse with a joyful energy as if the very essence of childhood and imagination had coalesced into a tangible world. However, there was also a cold sense of control gripping Spike. It yanked him to the ground and wrapped around his body.
"Where am I?" His voice was muffled by such loud laughter that seemed to be mocking him. He struggled to find a way to escape, but the scissors wouldn't cut. Each slashing makes a rub toy sound.
"What a naughty dragon," The voice was deep, but also soft and playful. "Don't play run with scissors!" With that, they were ripped out of his claws by an unknown force, leading Spike to give chase.
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