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Playing With Magic

Ember sat on what could have been considered her throne, had dragons cared about that sort of thing. It was really more of a roughly cut chair made of a different kind of stone from what was around them, somewhere deep in the caves within the towering volcanic structures at the heart of the Dragonlands. She was sitting rather casually on it, her back against one armrest as her legs dangled out over the other, lazily twirling her bloodstone sceptre in her hands. But again, her role as Dragon Lord did not come with expectations of her acting royally in the way a pony noble would, and seldom did she even have to exercise her duty given dragons' lackadaisical approach to coexistence and nomadic nature. Still, Spike remained weirded out by it, if just a little, as used as he was to things in Equestria.

He was there practically on vacation, visiting Ember and the Dragonlands. Not that he enjoyed the latter too much, but he did like Ember herself. Perhaps more than in a mere friendly way. While his crush on Rarity had never really gone away, there were certain instincts in him that couldn't help but be roused at the presence of a female of his species, especially one as beautiful as Ember was, in dragon terms, and one about the same size and age as him. She was a little older and taller, of course, but since getting his wings he considered himself in roughly the same period of life as she was. And he didn't mind that she was taller, truth be told.

Ember noticed him staring at her, almost zoned out. "Everything alright?" she asked.

Spike quickly caught himself, and tried to make up an excuse for his distraction. He latched onto the first thing his eyes fell on. "Oh, yeah, I was just looking at that." He nodded towards the sceptre. "I got distracted."

"Oh, this?" Ember stopped toying with the sceptre and looked at it. "Yeah, I guess it is pretty cool, being able to command dragons with it and all that. Apparently it can do other stuff, too. I've never tried though."

"Other stuff?" Spike asked. "Like what?"

Ember sat straight in her chair. "Like, apparently you can use it to control and change dragons physically too, instead of just causing mental compulsions. Apparently that's how Dragon Lords keep their role, they use it to make themselves stronger." She shrugged. "Not that I have a need for that. It's probably just stories, anyway."

Spike tilted his head. "Are you sure? Why not try it out? It could be useful."

"What would I even ask for?" Ember said. "I don't want it to make me stronger. I'm already strong enough, I don't want dragons thinking I need magic for that."

"Maybe your looks?" Spike offered. "If there's something you're unhappy with there."

Ember put a finger to her chin in thought. "Well, I suppose I could try." She held the sceptre up and eyed it for a moment, unsure of how to use it, then simply waved it around while thinking about what she wanted. The red gem at its tip lit up, and a glow spread over her body. Ember looked down at herself and smiled slightly. Her hips had grown larger, her thighs thicker, and her chest more pronounced. She'd grown a little taller, too. "Would you look at that."

Spike swallowed, suddenly feeling his excitement spike. "Cool," he said quietly.

Ember, still smiling and looking at her new self, extended the sceptre to him. "Wanna give it a try?"

Spike hesitated for a moment, opening and closing his mouth. Then he nodded. "Yeah." He took the sceptre from her hands and held it in his own. For a moment he hesitated. Then, unable to hold himself, he pointed it towards Ember and thought.

The gem lit up, and Ember had only a moment to realise what was happening before light washed over her again. Once she emerged from it, her body had been altered significantly. Her already large hips had widened farther, giving her silhouette a pear-like appearance. Her thighs had thickened to go along with that change, and her legs as a whole had lengthened. She'd grown noticeably taller, and her chest had expanded greatly. She looked in all regards like an embiggened, bimbofied version of herself.

That would have been cause for concern, had her mind not been affected by the sceptre's magic as well. Immediately her cheeks took on a darker shade and she eyed Spike with newfound interest, breathing hotly and loudly through her flared nostrils. She'd been remade as his ideal mate, and it was only natural for her to find herself attracted to him.

Spike couldn't help but react to the sight. He'd used the sceptre to turn Ember into his idealised partner, after all, the sexiest her she could be, and so he was obviously immediately aroused by her presence. Being that he was a dragon, as he was, he had no clothes on to hide the erection that began to force apart the scales of his crotch.

Ember looked down at his quickly hardening cock, and licked her lips with her long forked tongue. Still breathing heavily, she leaned down, then kneeled and leaned even farther to bring her taller than ever body eye to eye with Spike's crotch. She breathed against his cock, then wordlessly reached forward and gave it a slow lick.

That drew Spike's erection to full mast, and made him let out a shuddering moan. He almost struggled to stay on his feet, and quickly cast the bloodstone sceptre aside to fully focus on Ember.

Smiling at him, the bimbofied Dragon Lord pulled herself to her full height and hefted her large breasts in her hands. "Am I to assume you're aroused by these, dear Spike?" she teased. "Or perhaps it's my new figure that has you so worked up?" She ran her hands down her fat flanks for emphasis.

Spike's cock throbbed at the sight, and he could only pant in sudden arousal, unsure of what to say or do. He hadn't actually thought things would work out that way when using the sceptre, and having Ember before him as his idealised version of what he wished for in a mate was driving him suddenly wild.

Ember saw his reaction and her smile broadened. She lifted her tail to coil it around her thighs, then turned around, bent at her waist, and spread her asscheeks with her hands. "See something you like there, Spike?" she teased, giving him a full view of her ample backside and pussy.

Spike grunted in arousal and tried to near Ember, fully intent on fucking her at that point given she was showing no signs of being against it at all, quite the opposite in fact. Despite his desire, though, he came short of her, given how tall the Dragon Lord was and how taller he'd made her too. That's when he spread his wings and floated up to the right height. He planted his hands on her fat ass, claws pressing against her scales and digging into her supple flesh, and aligned himself to penetrate her.

Ember release a gasp of mock shock at his actions. "My, so fierce and eager," she commented. She lowered herself to her knees and pushed up her ass so Spike had a better angle to fuck her from, pressing her own huge chest against the floor in the process. She looked back at him from over her shoulder and winked at him encouragingly. "I know you want this," she whispered. "Come on and give it to me."

Spike needn't be told twice about that. He angled his hips, and was quick to ram his shaft forward and into Ember's depths. There was so much of her after the magic of the sceptre had changed her, he easily sunk into her. His hips pressed against the plush confines of her ass and he almost felt her wrapping around him, enveloping him with her curves and their size.

Ember did, also, quite literally envelop him just a moment later, as she brought her tail around him and kept him up and pressed into her, so he wouldn't be able to pull out even if he wanted to. Not that he did, of course, quite the contrary. Quickly enough Spike began to thrust, ramming himself over and over into Ember's pussy as his hips smacked against hers. Scales bounced against scales and her huge behind rippled with each impact. Ember let out slutty moans of pleasure every time he sank into her, spurring him onwards.

His hips were moving in a blur of speed, hammering away at Ember's sex. Despite his smaller size, his draconic equipment was still enough to easily penetrate and reach deep into her. She felt awesome around him, tight and warm and wet, hitting every bump and ridge of his spiked shaft in the perfect way. She felt much better than anything he'd ever experienced, certainly a lot better than what his hands could provide. He was no stranger to sexual pleasure, having long reached the age where that became a common concern for him, and he'd been properly educated on sexual matters once Twilight had found him old enough for it, but none of it could have prepared him for how great it actually felt to fuck another dragon. The flames within her body made her pussy incredibly warm, too, which was simply wonderful to experience for a male dragon like him, easily able to take the heat.

It didn't hurt that Ember was also an absolute bombshell after what he'd done to her thanks to the sceptre. He leaned forward, pressing himself fully into her ass and spreading his arms to wrap them around her huge thighs and broad, motherly hips. She was so big compared to him he couldn't even reach all the way around, and practically almost his whole body was covered by her asscheeks alone.

Between how good it felt to get to fuck a dragon for an inexperienced lover like him, and how sexy she was, it was little wonder that Spike was close to his limit in a matter of minutes, being generous with time. Having never bothered to train himself for sexual endurance, given especially how he did not have the time to while serving as Twilight's assistant, his orgasm sneaked up on him and he could do nothing against it once it hit.

Spike threw his head back, let out a guttural yell of pleasure, and the blurred motion of his hips halted as he slammed them into Ember's and held them there. For a few seconds he remained there, panting, as he unloaded his orgasm within her, his mind blissfully blank with pleasure. Then he fell back, and was gently carried to the floor by Ember's tail. He lay there, panting softly and basking in the afterglow.

Ember wasn't satisfied with that alone, however. She turned towards Spike, but seeing how spent he was she got a different idea. Crawling on her hands and knees she reached for the sceptre, and once she had it in her grasp she pointed it towards Spike and thought. It took a little bit longer for it to work, on account of her thoughts being muddled by all the lust flooding her systems, but eventually the magic took hold.

Spike initially didn't notice what Ember was up to, but as his mind cleared he did realise she was pointing the sceptre at him. Too late to do anything about it, however. Fear gripped him for a moment at the thought of what she might do to him, then something else flowed through him instead. A burning, all consuming, almost painful physical need to breed. His softening cock sprang back up to full mast and he felt pent up like he'd been denied release for days. He wanted to fuck and he needed to cum, more than ever before in his life.

Carelessly discarding the magical sceptre, Ember clapped her hands together at the sight of Spike's renewed vigour, and quickly made her way towards him, still crawling on the floor. As she reached him, she looked with glee at his erection, and extended her long tongue to wrap it around his shaft. Spike grunted in approval of her actions and humped his hips upwards. Ember wrapped her huge, plush chest around his cock and cradled it there for a few warm seconds, letting the pre he was leaking smear itself all over her bosoms.

She did not keep him there long, however, though Spike did enjoy those brief moments spent with his dick between Ember's tits. She wanted him inside her again, and quickly got to making that happen. Letting go of his shaft for a moment, she stood and positioned herself above him. Her ass and thighs were so large they practically covered all of him save for his head as she lowered herself onto his cock. His hard shaft easily slid into her waiting hole and she pressed herself over Spike, grinding her crotch into his and letting him play with her fat, fleshy thighs.

The smell of sex was filling the room to an overpowering degree, between Spike's erect cock leaking precum and throbbing freely and the copious amounts of arousal that had leaked from Ember's pussy and down her thighs, which now formed a sticky stain between her bottom and Spike's legs and belly. As she raised herself, thin yet viscous strands of her juices connected his body to hers. Then she brought herself down, making her ass flesh ripple and Spike moan.

Soon the plapping of her fat behind smacking against Spike became the main sound in the room as she fucked herself on his raging hard-on. It was accompanied by Ember's moans and Spike's too, both of them abandoning themselves to lust and letting out throaty, passionate sounds as their bodies met so intimately.

Spike could barely see Ember from his position lying on his back onto the floor. All he could really clearly see was her gargantuan ass bearing down on him, though he could feel the full weight of her body with each of her motions as well. Not that he minded being so visually inundated by ass, in fact he rather enjoyed getting to play with and knead it with his claws as Ember moved up and down on his throbbing dick.

He could scarcely think coherently either way. Between the sheer lust roused in him by getting to fuck a body moulded to his deepest likings and the primal need to breed instilled in him by the magic of the sceptre, all he could really comprehend was sex and ass and pleasure. It was little wonder when it took him so little to cum again.

And cum he did. Where before his orgasm had been a measured and reasonable thing, a handful of shots of ejaculate of entirely average size, Ember had other plans for him. She wanted him to breed her, and she wanted to feel it. Of course, she wanted it because he'd made her like that, so in a roundabout way Spike also wanted it, even if he didn't quite realise it. He certainly did seem to like it when it happened though, at least judging by the guttural scream that rose from his chest as his orgasm began in earnest.

The depths of how the magic had affected him became readily apparent at the first shot of cum he unleashed. He felt it travel up from his inner testes and through his cock in a way he'd never felt, and when it shot out of his tip he felt his hips almost pushed back by the sheer strength of it. That spurt alone carried significantly more cum than he would typically release in a complete orgasm, and it was much thicker and warmer too, and though it could not be perceived much more potent as well.

The orgasm did not stop there. Rather, it continued for longer than any ever had for him. Shot after shot of thick, powerful cum, a proper deluge of draconic spunk unleashed from his shaft like water from a hose. It felt amazing, making Spike's mind blank out with fiery ecstasy as his whole being focused on his cock and the cum travelling through it.

It also quickly caused Ember's belly to swell, much to her own pleasure. The bimbofied Dragon Lord threw her head back and yelled as she came, drool leaking past her fangs down the corners of her mouth just as an explosion of thick, musky arousal burst from her pussy and drenched Spike's body beneath her. Over the course of Spike's magically enhanced orgasm, over a minute long and outlasting her own, her belly grew to the point where she looked several months pregnant, and she knew for a fact there was no way she wasn't going to bear Spike's spawn after that.

As her climax subsided, she looked down at Spike, still with his cock deep inside her. Her eyes betrayed the lust still flowing plentiful in her transformed body, and Spike's cock throbbed, still hard, as he grabbed onto her fattened ass.

Grunting in pleasure and excitement, Ember pushed herself to the ground and turned herself so she was on her back and Spike was above her, pressing into her huge thighs and getting a full view of her bloated belly, her large tits barely visible beyond it.

Spike took a moment to understand his new position, but once he did the invitation was clear enough, and he did not need to be told twice. He immediately began to pound into Ember again, and she pressed herself into the floor as her back arched, wings spreading out. The magic had given him a deep lust he had yet to extinguish, and the capacity for several orgasms as massive as the one he'd just had. And he was going to enjoy them all with his perfect mate, just as she was going to enjoy being roughly bred and stuffed by him over and over again.