Spike's No Nut November

Smolder had been uncharacteristically supportive of Spike over the last couple days. She had been sending just regular text messages, and even the few pictures she sent were tasteful, or at least things outside of school and friends. This was all so very, very, very suspicious to the dragon, but with only a few days left, he had much on his mind. His body had grown again, now requiring him to duck a little under the doorway to get into his office. Though he had been taking medicine to help him sleep at night, Zecora offered something that could completely kill Spike’s arousal and erection for the rest of the month, but he turned it down. There was no honor, no fairness in this challenge if he cheated. Though more than once, he wondered if the alluring zebra was also offering to fuck to help him when the month ended. Shaking his head, he sat at his desk, not wanting to think about her sexy body, and all the things she could do to his dick.

The time ran along, and eventually, it was time to go. And yet, Smolder hadn’t once come over to tease him, tempt him, or any other such activities. Given how close to the end the month was, with only a few days left, maybe she had finally given up. Still, the day was just about at its end, and this meant another, hopefully, decent rest to push into the next day. Leaving the office, the walk out of the school was also so surprisingly peaceful. More than once, he looked over his shoulder, but didn’t see a skulking dragoness ready to pounce on him. Leaving the school, he flew back to the castle, and again, didn’t get jumped by Smolder. This was starting to become a concern to the dragon. He expected her to come at him, at least this close to end, but it seemed she might have given up.

Getting into his room, he took his cold bath, dried off, and took his medicine, or rather, he would’ve, but it seemed he had run out. Sighing a little, he couldn’t do anything about it. There was no way he was going to, at this hour, go to Zecora for more. He would have to do it before going to school tomorrow. For the time being, he could afford to just sleep a little. Lying comfortably in his bed, Spike tossed and turned a little here and there, but sleep eventually was coming to him. Before it fully took him, he felt a sense of pride. Even though he was quite big and tall now, no doubt from all the pent up feelings and passions, he was almost done, and then…well, he wasn’t sure what was going to happen. He was sure it would take more than a few hot fucks to really get it all out, but this would be a later problem.

Some time later, a few hours perhaps, a feeling roused the dragon from his rest. Blinding reached about in his drowsiness, but he felt it. It was familiar, it was soft, and it made a cooing, faint moan as he realized who had snuck into his bed, again. It was Smolder. How long had she been here? Did she already claim her prize? No, that couldn’t be it, or else Spike wouldn’t be feeling the same intense, pent-up throbbing in his cock. So what was she planning? Maybe if he continued to try and sleep, he would be fine? If Smolder wanted to claim his cock, she would’ve already done it. Still, Spike waited, wondering what the dragoness was planning.

“Babe, I know you’re awake.” Smolder commented, speaking softly, and yet with a somewhat more direct tone. “I got something to show you.” Worried, yet curious, Spike reluctantly rolled over, looking at the dragoness.

As expected, she was fully naked, but she didn’t seem to be there to try and straddle him to tempt him. In her hands, was her phone, the scream dimmed a little as the soft light washed over her face. Flipping through something on her phone, the dragoness seemed to be looking for something. Curious, Spike said nothing. The dragoness had been acting strangely, but maybe this was just some deeper plot for something. Eventually, Smolder seemed to find what she was looking for. Her lips curled into a playful, almost mischievous smile. Looking from her phone, she was eager to begin whatever it was she was planning. Spike, though still drowsy, was curious as to what was on her phone that the dragoness was going to show him.

“So, I’m glad you’ve somehow managed to make it all the way to nearly the end of the month.” Smolder said, almost sounding a little condescending as she spoke. “And while I’m sure you’ve been relying on your friends to help you morally endure all this. But it wouldn’t be fair for you to make it to the end without knowing the truth.” Opening something on her phone, she presented it to the dragon. “See for yourselves. Your friends lost long ago in this ridiculous challenge.” Looking at the phone, Spike’s eyes widened in shock.

On Smolder’s phone screen, was a gallery of images. Though small, he could recognize many of them. Sugar Belle, Fluttershy, Ember, as well as Big Mac, Discord, and even Thorax and Pharyx. Before he could ask, the dragoness pressed on one of the pictures, giving Spike a better view. It was Sugar Belle, currently deepthroating her husband’s cock, the photo taken in a way in which the stallion was the one who took it. From the amount of excess cum leaking from her lips, dripping on her chest, it would appear that she managed to make the stallion cum. The next picture was Fluttershy, currently titfucking Discord’s throbbing cock, and the photos were taken in rapid succession, like a slideshow as he could see not only the chaotic being’s dick pulsing, the whorish look on the mare’s face, and then the way he came out like a geyser across her face and boobs.

“As you can see, everyone had already failed the challenge. Quite a while ago actually.” Smolder explained, flipping through to another photo, or rather, a video. “I mean, look at this.”

Starting the video, she showed Spike a nearly three minute recording of Dragon Lord Ember not only being fucked by both the changedling brothers, but both their cocks were shoved in her pussy at the same time. Whoever was holding the camera seemed to zoom in, just as the two blew their loads deep in the dragoness’ pussy. Her sultry, primal moans seemed to only resonate with the dragon, making something in Spike become hungry and aroused. His own cock was struggling against him, and he was going to have to endure it as long as possible, even as the video was showing off how the two changedlings were stretching out the dragon lord’s pussy like a loosened hole.

“You like that, bitch.” Pharyx grunted, raising a hand to smack at Ember’s ass, making her moan out. Fucking her from behind, he was grabbing, tugging at her tail with his other hand. “Come on, come on, scream for it. I wanna hear this dragon whore scream for more cock.”

“P-Pharynx…you’re being a little too rough…” Thorax, who Ember was riding, winced and moaned as well, his own dick throbbing in the dragoness’ pussy. “I’m gonna cum.”

“Hurry up, you bug fucks.” Ember moaned out, her words clearly filled with the overwhelming desire to be bred. “I didn’t ask for the grub treatment. Fuck my cunt with your vulgar changedling dicks. I wanna lay a hive out of my pussy!”

“You heard you.” Pharyx laughed, gripping harder on Ember’s tail, pumping himself faster. “Let’s breed this slut.” The video then cuts out.

“Like I said, your friends lost.” Smolder commented, opening another video, this one of Fluttershy, her belly round and bulging. “And they didn’t last long from what the girls told me.”

“Fluttershy, how could you still be so horny?!” Discord’s voice in the recording asked, huffing and wheezing. “I think I’m actually dried up. I can’t cum anymore.”

“No…no…we’re not done yet…” Fluttershy cooed, her eyes looking almost manic and cum starving. “Momma wants more of daddy’s cock, and momma wants more milk in her pussy.” Rubbing her belly, she reached at the point of view, as if she was ready to straddle him. “Give momma more cum.”

“And I know this meant a lot to you, but they lost, and it looks like they never told you.” Smolder said, sounding somewhat sympathetic to the dragon. “Looks, Spike. I’ve respected, somewhat, this decision of yours, and you almost made it. But come on, just give up and let’s just fuck.”

“I…I can’t believe it.” Spike said, still settling in on the shock of seeing the videos about his friends. “They lied to me. For who knows how long, they’ve lied to me.”

“Exactly. While you’ve been going through all of this, they’ve been just fucking around and blowing all that fat nut in them like they didn’t care a care in the world.” Smolder said, feeling like maybe this was what was needed to push the dragon over the edge. “So what do you say? Can’t we just say you made it, and just fuck? They lied to you, so why can’t you lie to them?”

Spike wasn’t sure what to think. Big Mac, Discord, even Thorax, they all lied to him. They lost the challenge, and yet they talked to him, encouraged him, as if the four of them were in this together. But no, he was alone, he’s been going at this alone for who knows how long now. The month was nearly over, his cock was ready to blow from almost any intense teasing, and now he wasn’t sure if there was even a point anymore. Smolder, gently rubbing his back, was still determined to get him to break, even so close to the end, but still felt sorry for him. She cared about him, maybe in a way that didn’t seem like it, but she still cared about him. And seeing the way that he had done this for basically nothing, it hurt.

“I’m sorry, but I felt you deserved to know the truth.” Smolder said, sounding reassuring to him. “Tell you what, why don’t we just do it? I’ll be gentle, since you’ve been holding it in for so long, I can just-” But just as she went to reach for his cock under the bed, Spike’s hand grabbed her.

“No…” Spike said, though his tone sounded a little deeper than usual. “I…I know they lied to me, and it’s not fair. But that doesn’t mean I should be like them, fail, and lie about it.”

“But why? What’s the point?” Smolder countered, confusion and frustration boiling in her voice. “Why are you so determined to do this, especially when you’re not getting anything out of it?!” The more she complained, the greater a more intense feeling started swirling up in Spike’s chest and mine. “Come on, after this long, denying me for so long, you could at least tell me what’s so important about-” Before she could finish, the same hand that grabbed at her hand, moved to grab at her mouth, silencing her.

“I said, no.” Spike said, his tone was cold, his eyes were intense, and a trembling shiver ran throughout Smolder’s body. “If you’re done, you can leave. I want to be alone right now.” As if by instinct, the dragoness obeyed, all but leaping out of the bed.

This…this was unexpected. She had never, not once, or even considered the notion that a soft, cream puff like Spike could be that intense. Was this a part of his more draconic heritage that bled out of him? Was this something that was always there? Or maybe his pent up feelings, coupled with learning that his close friends had lied to him had finally pushed him? Still, Smolder, by instinct or some other means, could tell that she shouldn’t push this further. Spike’s eyes, those cold, intense, dominating eyes, they made her so wet. She sighed out a hot breath from blushing face. Whatever Spike was going to be when this was over, she worried she might not be able to handle it.

“I-I-I understand.” Smolder timidly and submissively replied, bowing her head a little. “G-good night, Spike.” Before the dragon could respond, she left the room, leaving a thin line of her dripping arousal behind her.