Spike's No Nut November

Another long day of hard work, and another hopefully long rest. Spike all but had to fall his way through the door frame of his room. The last few days, his cock had reached a point where he was going to blow from almost anything. There was an almost visible mark on his lips from where he had been biting to keep himself from cumming, and the amount of work he was doing to distract himself from everything, pushing himself to his limit. He was exhausted, almost forgetting to apply every lock he had been forced to put on his door. Smolder’s desire to make him break was too much. She hadn’t messaged him in maybe days, and the headache Spike put himself through was breaking him. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he looked at the monstrous bulge in his pants.

The last month had done so much to him. He was ready to blow, he could feel; the heavy amount of cum that was in his heavy balls. But he was so close to finishing. He didn’t want to give up yet. Sure, he had to cancel all his meetings, game nights, and any other social gatherings to avoid any form of temptations, especially Rainbow and Pinkie, who seem to have talked to the others. Though Twilight still spoke to him like normal, Spike had noticed an almost obvious difference in how the others looked at him. Applejack would occasionally give him a respectful nod, Fluttershy would break out into a blush and find some excuse to do anything else, but Rarity’s reaction was the strangest.

She would look and speak to Spike like normal, but there were some times, when she thought he wasn’t noticing, but Rarity would look at his ass, his bulge, and only just the other day, he could’ve sworn she licked her lips a little. His mind went back to what Pinkie and Rainbow talked about. Was it actually true? Was the mare he had crushed on, longed for, and desired so greatly be just another slut like them? And now that he knew, or at least believed, he wasn’t sure what to make of it all, and he just couldn’t look at her the same. He knew Smolder wouldn’t care. If anything, she would encourage it, but what if this was only during No Nut November? What if afterwards, Spike tries to approach Rarity, and she flat out rejects him.

“Okay, that’s enough depressing thoughts.” Spike said to himself, shaking his head, even smacking at his cheeks as he did so. “Let’s just…take a really cold bath, and go to bed.” Getting up, he carefully disrobed, not wanting even the rubbing of his clothes against his cock to set him off. “Just another week. That’s all it is, another week.”

Taking his cold bath, Spike looked up at the ceiling, reflecting on how this month had been. Sighing a little, he had plenty of regrets taking this challenge. He wondered if maybe there wasn’t a point at this. He was amazed with how his friends have managed to endure themselves, and felt like he would just be quitting right at the end if this stopped now. But still, looking at his dick in the water, he could almost see the cold water slowly getting warm around this dick. Stretching a little in the tub, his cock poked out from the bath water. Faint mists of steam came off this dick, as if to announce how devastating this slab of monster cock meat was. He had never seen it like this before. When fucking someone like Smolder, he almost never went more that long before fucking her into a sloppy mess.

“Why shouldn’t I just give in?” Spike grumbled a little to himself, feeling a slight strain in his neck over it. “I made it this far, it wouldn’t be so wrong to just end it now. Give Smolder what she wants.”

Immediately, he shook his head. He couldn’t allow himself to give in, even as a more carnal, greedy side of himself was slowly boiling upwards. Biting at his lower lip again, he wasn’t sure if he could make it through this last week, but he just refused this. It was strange, it was like a part of him, a more savage, primal side of him was hungry, ravenous to break free and claim all around him as his broodmates. It was almost scary to him. Thinking about Smolder like this was odd, but that was still one thing. But he couldn’t stop thinking about how it would feel to make Rainbow and Pinkie moan out on his cock. Maybe even Applejack and Rarity. Never Fluttershy, as he respected Discord’s relationship and would never come between that, no matter how feral and insane. Still, he didn’t enjoy thinking about his friends like this, and yet his cock was raging to be satisfied.

Leaving his bathroom, he dragged himself to bed. He needed to get some rest. On his nightstand, there was medication he had taken last week. It wasn’t a strong one, just something Zecora perscribed to him. A sleeping aid, something to help him rest, despite the kickstand of a cock he had now. It was a little slow acting, but it had helped him sleep for a short while now. The only real stress about getting it was looking at the way that erotic zebra’s sexy, curvy body bounced when she walked around her home. It also didn’t help that apparently zebras are borderline nudists, and she wears the skimpy outfit as a means to just respect Equestrian clothing customs. Still, it was hard when what passed as clothing to her made Smolder’s clothing look tasteful.

Sighing, he grabbed the potion, drinking it down. It wasn’t bad tasting like most medications he had to drink throughout his life. Zecora was even nice enough to add in crushed agates to make it more palatable for him. Once it was down, Spike let out a low yawn, an immediate effect of the medicine, but it would still be several minutes, maybe a half hour before it all took full effect on him. Content enough, he grabbed at his blanket, lifting it so as to just collapse on the bed, laying there until the medicine did its work and he passed out comfortably. But as soon as he lifted the blanket, his drowsy eyes widened. He wasn’t alone. Laying in his bed, who had cleverly hid under the covers, was a naked Smolder.

“Smolder?!” Spike exclaimed, though let out another yawn. “What are you doing here?”

“Well, that’s not very romantic.” Smolder giggled, reaching up and grabbing at Spike’s arm. Because of how tired he already was, she easily pulled him into the bed. “Now come here.”

Pulling him fully into the bed, she wrapped the dragon under the covers cuddling against him closely. Her fat, naked tits rubbed along his arm, making his entire body shiver and shudder in pleasure. Spike struggled against her, but all this did was weaken the flailing, and Smolder playfully giggled as she was rubbing and cuddling against him even more. The dragon could feel his cock, despite the medicine, getting hard, which the dragoness easily took advantage of. Reaching down with her tail, she coiled it around his length, holding it a little as she teased it. Stroking it slightly, she just did so to keep Spike in the bed. Giggling, she looked at him with hungry eyes. Spike struggled, but gasped a little as he could feel she had his cock in a firm grip.

“Smolder…we can’t do this…” Spike weakly cooed, trying to hold in the sounds of pleasure the dragoness was inflicting upon him. “It’s almost the end…end of the month. Can’t this…can’t this wait?”

“And where’s the fun in that?” Smolder giggled, kissing gently at his lips. “Don’t worry, I’m just holding it to tease you. I’m not gonna make you cum from that.” Her mischevious lips smirked at him, making the dragon all the more worried. “Besides, there’s more things we can do.” Kissing back at his lips, she cooed softly in his mouth.

Slowly and carefully, Smolder kissed from Spike’s mouth, against his cheek, settling for a short while at his neck. She cooed, shivering herself as she felt her own pleasure from the way she had him at her mercy. It was common in dragon culture to get so aroused when in positions of power and dominance, and though he was bigger, and stronger, Spike was so much more timid compared to Smolder. From the neck, she kissed down the collar, and then from chest, to belly, stopping there to nuzzle herself against it. It was honestly quite a surprise to see her so loving and gentle. Spike was worried she was going to just take advantage of his tired state, and ride his cock as he slept. It wouldn’t be the first time he fell asleep to her choking on it, and then waking up to her bloated mess of a body twitching and trembling over it.

The dragon’s cock throbbed, almost painfully against the coiled embrace of Smolder’s tail, which added to his already difficult to keep in his sex drive. His heart was hammering in his chest, his eyes almost narrowed the more he looked at the mare. It would be all too easy to claim her now. She was in such a weak, vulnerable state herself. So maybe it wasn’t so wrong to let loose. He just didn’t need to cum, right? As long as he didn’t cum, then he was still in the challenge, no matter how many rounds of hot, sloppy, passionate sex he would fuck into the dragoness. His hands, though at his sides, were trembling.

“It’s not fun is it? Being all pent up like this?” Smolder cooed, kissing at Spike’s belly as she looked up at him. “Your big, strong, powerful arms could just hold me close. I bet you could cuddle me like a little toy.” Licking her lips, she purred a little at him.

She wasn’t wrong. Spike seemed to have been growing a little over the last couple days. Maybe a few inches, but noticeable enough where his clothes were a little tighter against his body. Swallowing nervously, he felt his arms were just so heavy. Maybe it wouldn’t be that bad to give in, right? He had been holding everything back for nearly a month. He could do it, he could keep himself in line. He just couldn’t cum, that was the only rule. As long as he didn’t cum, rearranging his lover’s insides with his dick was totally allowed. Taking a deep breath, a small amount of heat radiated from his fang filled maw. His eyes were now like slits, and they were looking at Smolder, not as a lover, or fellow dragon, but as prey.

“Oh my…” Smolder cooed, seeing the way Spike looked at her. Her pussy instantly became a dripping, soaking mess. Was this it? Was she about to win? Reaching up, she placed her hands on the sides of his face. “Come here, you sexy beast.” Leaning up, she kissed against his lips.

Their kissing was soft and gentle, but it didn’t last. Something in Spike was awakening, and he was struggling to hold it all back. Lifting his hands slowly, the dragon suddenly struck. Grabbing at the dragoness’ sides, making her moan out from how hard and firm his grip on her was. As well as this, his large, strong tongue forced its way into her mouth, adding to the pleasure rippling throughout her body. She wasn’t making out with Spike, but Smolder was instead stuckling on this large, thick tongue. The dragon’s body only continued to grow, eventually, he was a few inches taller, he body was more muscular, and his cock was becoming so thick, that Smolder couldn’t keep her tail wrapped around it.

This was it. Spike’s inner monster was nearly free. He was going to fuck his lover into an absolutely, destroyed, gushing and overflowing state. Smolder’s insides were almost on fire, with the collective sweat of the two steaming off them. Spike’s tongue was wriggling in her mouth before slowly pulling them out. Looking deep in her eyes, she knew what he wanted. She was easily overwhelmed by this intense presence. What dragoness could hold up to such a strong, powerful, intimidating aura that radiated off Spike’s body. Swallowing nervously, for the briefest of moments, she wondered what manner of monster she had finally set free. She had never seen Spike pushed to this extent before, and it was such a major turn on. But then, just as it began, the dragon started shrinking again.

It took several moments for Smolder to fully notice what had happened. The medication had finally and fully kicked in. The dragon was being lulled to sleep. The dragoness had possibly a few moments, at best, to do anything. And yet, she hesitated. Was it because her body was still trembling from the way Spike looked at her? Or maybe it was because he had such an adorable look on his face when he was sleeping. Smolder, grumbling with her own adorable pout on her face, only let out a small sigh. Adjusting herself a little, she now lay besides Spike, cuddling against him as she too decided to just go to sleep. Letting out a small yawn, she looked up at the now faintly snoring dragon as she shook her head a little.

“You’re lucky you’re so cute when you sleep.” Smolder grumbled a little, leaning herself back up to give Spike a gentle kiss on the lips. “Good night, you adorable lump.” Yawning again, she let herself drift off to sleep.