Spike's No Nut November

Sleep has been getting harder and harder for Spike to manage as of late. His boners were becoming way more frequent, and were taking longer than before to settle down. It was becoming so much so, that he needed to take a cold bath before bed to calm his raging erection, and he needed to take an even colder shower in the morning to keep his morning wood in check. And today was no different. Looking down at his bed, he checked to see if he had come at all in the night. Some tiny specks of precum that had been leaking out of his cock was noticeable, but since it wasn’t an orgasm, it didn’t count. Perhaps he would send a message to Princess Luna, asking her to give him the most mundane dreams possible to reduce the chances of blowing his load as he slept.

Taking his cold shower, he looked down at his cock. It was so big, swollen with all the pent up lust that he had been enduring. As well as this, his balls were just huge. It was becoming more and more of a struggle to put on pants, with Twilight helping to do some quick, magical mends and modifications to the clothing. He needed this, as since the game night, he had been getting not only more pictures from Smolder, but Rainbow and Pinkie were joining in on the playful teasing. He only narrowly avoided blowing his load last time, and now these mares were trying to get him to lose the challenge. And unlike Smolder, who was content with just showing off her own body, and some girl on girl action, the mares were nowhere near as subtle or restrained. Though he hadn’t looked at it yet, his phone had dozens of messages from them.

From the several he had seen since the game, Spike has seen a video of Rainbow being gangbanged by the entire Wonderbolt team, even taking two fat, stallion cocks in her asshole at the same time. He was amazed that she was able to handle so much, given her more petite frame. Or this could be some type of size queen fetish she had, and loved to have her holes pushed to the limits. And the way she looked at the camera, as if she was teasing Spike, egging him on to try and compete with who was fucking her. It was certainly an enticing offer, and part of him wanted to just give in and submit. It wasn’t that he was more attracted to Rainbow than Smolder, but there was just something that she did, and how she looked at him, that touched on and teased his draconic instincts. Maybe holding himself back for this long was affecting his mind more than he thought.

But Pinkie’s pictures and videos were the most deprived. If there were rumors or open secrets about how much of a whore the mare was, they paled in comparison to the truth. If anything, they grossly underestimated just how slutty she could be. It wasn’t even a gangbang in some of them, it was more like she was having almost the entire male population of Ponyville have a turn with her. Spike was seeing stallions he had seen in town, as well as many who were supposed to be married, or at least in known relationships, and yet were fucking her as if they were competing to see who could knock her up first. What’s more, her body, her slutty, curvy, vulgar body was often covered in numerous markings. Some were tally marks, others were signage such as “Inside only”, “Get me pregnant”, and “Slutty bitch is hungry” written along her curves.

Spike had never known, never would’ve ever thought that these two would be like this. And making mention in the game that they once convinced Rarity to go along with it made the dragon’s mind quiver in a guilty curiosity. Was she also as much of a slut as Rainbow and Pinkie? And what about Fluttershy, Applejack, or even Twilight?! Shaking his head, he tried to banish such thoughts from his mind. He knew his surrogate sister all his life, there was no way she would be like that. And while maybe someone as competitive as Applejack could be dragged into this by Rainbow, there was no way Fluttershy was secretly a whore. She was kind, sweet, caring…as well as submissive, timid, and easy to convince when it comes to doing anything. He felt so bad thinking of his friends like this, and more so how his cock was struggling against the cold water to keep himself down.

Turning off the water, he dried himself and sat on his bed. He couldn’t just hide himself in his room for the rest of the month, as tempting as that was to him. He could, at the very least, ask to do his duties from the Castle, or possibly have a temporary bed set up in his office at the School, so he could spend the rest of the month there. Something to consider at the very least. As he was sitting there, something else struck at him, a scent. Sniffing a little at the air, he could smell something delicious. Swallowing a little, the smell of whatever food was being cooked was making him very hungry. Maybe Twilight had stayed up all night again and was cooking a big breakfast? Still, this was the perfect thing to take his mind off the mares and dragoness trying to get him to cum.

Getting dressed, he left his room. For the short walk from his bedroom to the kitchen, Spike had some hope. He had left his phone beside his bed, not wanting this breakfast to be interrupted by anything, especially from thirsty sluts wanting his dragon dick to stretch them out. And when he reached the kitchen, walking through the doorway, anything that was remotely like that of hope and joy were immediately dashed and ruined. It wasn’t Twilight in the kitchen, cooking some delicious smelling food, but it was Smolder, naked except for an apron that just barely covered her huge tits, and stretching a little only exposed her puffy, plump pussy lips. Before Spike could make any attempt to flee, the dragoness noticed him.

“Morning, babe.” Smolder greeted with a flirtatious giggle. “Hope you’re hungry, cause I got a big meal for you.” Spike wanted to run, but seeing that there was actually food being prepared, he hesitated, waiting to see what she was planning. “Come on, have a seat, and I’ll get you your breakfast.”

Spike was nervous, constantly suspicious of what the dragoness was planning, but he couldn’t deny that he was hungry, and her cooking did smell really good. With great reluctance, he begrudgingly sat at the table. Smolder continued to cook up her food, making sure to occasionally lift her tail to show off her soaking pussy lips to her partner. And when he tried to look away, she would sway her ass from side to side, adding to the growing pleasure that he was holding back. Spike’s nostrils were being assaulted by not only the good smelling food, but the sweet scent of her arousal. Swallowing nervously, he did what he could to think only about the food he was about to eat, not about the way this dragoness was so sexy, and how he wanted to just fuck this slut over the counter.

She did have huge tits after all, so maybe he could squeeze until they could gush out milk, the perfect blend in his morning coffee. Her hot and sultry moans would be the best ambiance for his meal. And of course, she would suck his cock and get her own protein rich breakfast before he would fuck and breed her over the table. Biting at his lower lip, almost to the point of bleeding, Spike banished this thought away. He couldn’t allow himself to fall into this fantasy. No doubt Smolder would sniff out his arousal and just take advantage of his state of mind. He had only a week left, more or less, and he didn’t want to lose yet. Still, it was hard to deny how delicious looking the food being prepared was as the dragoness started serving it at the table.

A loaf of wheat and rye bread, with crushed gems mixed into it to give a faint, sparkling glimmer to it. A bowl of softened gems with creamy milk, all in a carved out, edible gem bowl. Some hot cakes with rich syrup, all with hay bacon strips, and an extra large glass of milk and juice to wash it all down. It was certainly a lot of food, and perhaps Spike was more hungry than he expected, as just looking at this breakfast was making his mouth water. Licking his lips, he felt his guard slipping as he looked back up at Smolder. She was leaning a little over the table, her fat boobs pressed against the table, and the way her lips curled into a loving smile made Spike both somewhat at ease, and yet a lingering feeling of dread washed over the back of his mind.

“Go ahead, babe. Enjoy.” Smolder giggled, not changing her expression as she spoke. “I can wait to have my breakfast after.” This should’ve been the warning sign Spike needed, but he started eating.

It was delicious, the food was amazing, and once started, he couldn’t seem to stop. The gems in the bowl were savory, a mix of quartz, turquoise, and pearls. While the loaf of bread had the tingling flavor of emeralds. Despite his strong, and often fierce looking face from being an adult dragon, Spike had always had this adorable, young-ish looking face when he enjoyed himself eating. It was so precious, so cute, it made Smolder’s heart nearly skip a beat. Almost purring a little, she watched on as the dragon was eating, waiting until he was nearly at the halfway point before standing back up. This movement caught the dragon’s attention, who continued eating as he looked at her. Looking at him, Smolder started undoing the apron, showing off her alluring and sexy body to him.

“You know, you’re such a cute, lovable guy.” Smolder cooed, winking seductively at the dragon. “So trusting too.” Spike paused eating, realizing that she must’ve done something to the food. “Don’t worry, it’s nothing too serious. Just something to help take the edge off.”

Spike didn’t need to wait for her to know what had happened. Smolder had put something in his food, and it was now taking effect. His cock bulged, so much so, it was on the verge of breaking out of his pants. In his panicking distraction, Smolder slipped under the table. Spike was ready to back up and leave, but then the dragoness grabbed at the sides of his pants. Her giggles both teased and enticed him. Rubbing a little along the bulge, she was ready to get this monster out of the dragon’s pants. Smolder had barely tugged at the zipper before the massive slab of draconic cock meat smashed its way out of his pants, smacking her across the face so hard, she nearly fell back. Her eyes widened at this. Spike’s cock was a monster, no, more than a monster, it was the most intimidating and terrifying looking dick she had ever seen.

“Oh wow…babe…your cock is so…fucking big…” Smolder cooed, kneeling in a more comfortable position as she looked at this dick. Her hot breath kissed at it. “How many bitches could you knock up with this thing? How many eggs would the Dragon Lands get when we’re done with it?”

Smolder slutty tone of voice, and her breathy words only added to the pleasure. Spike wanted to run away, but if he did, his cock was be slapping about freely. And while he was alone in the house, aside from Smolder, would she be able to hold in her predatory urge to chase him? Was today the day she would unleashed her full primal passion upon him and his cock. He was gasping, trembling as the dragoness was already starting to gently rub along his throbbing, oozing length. Opening her mouth, her hot breath kissed along his cockhead, making him groan a little. He could feel as if he was going to cum if she even so much as kissed his trembling tip.

“Come on, babe. It’s been weeks. Your fat cock is so backed up.” Smolder cooed, licking her lips hungrily. “And I’m so, so hungry.” This was it, now or never. Spike could feel as her skilled, slutty mouth was getting closer and closer to his cock. If she started sucking him off, it would be all over.

“Thanks for the meal, but I gotta go!” Spike stammered back, almost breaking the chair as it slammed against the floor. Nearly tumbling from the chair, he ran off from the kitchen, hoping Smolder would have a slight delay before chasing him. “I’ll make it up to you later!” The dragon would then strip from his clothes, spending almost the rest of the day in an even more intense ice bath than before.

“So close, so close.” Smolder said, hissing a little to herself as she remained under the table. Having been denied her prize again, her eyes narrowed more like a starved beast. “The month’s almost over. I’m not letting you get away from me next time, babe.” She was giggling wickedly to herself. “Next time, I’m gonna make you moan like a little whelpling.”